As the leader pressed his body closer, Rachel can feel his hard cock pressed right onto the top of her pussy, rubbing on her clit. Despite all the hate and shame, her body could still feel the stimulation from the attempt, but in Rachel mind, she is beginning to blackout as she could not take it any longer.
Back to present, I could not help hug Rachel close an tight as she began to cry while telling me about the awful experience. Whatever little lust and bad thought about Rachel had died down after hearing about what happened to her. I feel terrible and ashamed that I even had naughty thoughts about her after what she had been though.
“Rachel… Please stop. I know this is really hurting you. You do not need to continue…” I brushed her hair while she was in my embrace and spoke softly to her.
“It’s ok. Let me get this out… I had not told anyone. Not even…” Rachel wiped her tears as she looked up at me and pushing herself away from my chest, she continued.
It seemed that despite all odds, a miracle had happened then. Just as when the leader was about to push his cock and finally penetrate Rachel, his got a call that kept on ringing and ringing until so much that he was so frustrated that he stopped and picked it up. All Rachel could hear was the reply from the leader and it went something like this.
“Yes, yes, she is not harmed.”
“No, we are not doing anything to hurt her. Do not worry.”
“Yes, yes, we will let her go now.”
“Yes, boss, 30 minutes. We will be there…”
Rachel suddenly felt hope. She did not understand why would their boss stopped them, but she did not care. The next thing she know she was wrapped in a bag and throw onto a van carried by these men. Everything stopped. The fact that none of these men actually raped her in her pussy was kind of a consolation. but the sick taste of cum on her mouth still disgust her and she actually thrown out while she was in the bag as the van was moving.
Before she knew anything else, she felt the men lifting her up and drop her off the van. Almost like they were throwing off some rubbish. As her body weight slammed against the ground, she felt pain. But it was nothing compared to the pain in her bleeding heart now. She struggled and it did not take long before she make her way out of the bag, rubbing her face all over her own puke in the process. But she did not care. As she got out, she realized she was back in the alley she was abducted.
But she did not realized then, her nightmare was far from over.
Rachel struggles as she walked a step by a step, covered only in the dirty ragged bag which was used to bagged her moments ago and well, with her puke in it. It is smelly, but all she want now is to get home. She saw her motocycle in a distance but it like take forever for her to get there as her ankle hurt like hell from being chained up and stretched while she was struggling. How she wished someone could help her then. Well, her wish came true, but from the last person she wanted to see then.
From a distance, she saw Mr Lee walked in and with a face in surprise, he took off his jacket and wrapped it around Rachel while helping her. Rachel guessed she couldn’t care anymore as she was helped into his car. As he drove her home, he said nothing. She said nothing. Mr Lee offered to help her into her motel, but Rachel refused and just said thanks and ran straight into the showers. She couldn’t hold her tears any longer. She cried loud and full of anger. She rubbed her body hard, wanting to get rid of every little trace of those dirty men away. She rubbed herself on her tits and even in her pussy, so much so that she was sore and her skin broke. She collapse onto the floor, shivering in the corner as the cold merciless water continue to run onto her. Rachel felt that maybe she should just kill herself. She doesn’t have the pride to live on as my friend’s wife.
Almost eternal passed as Rachel picked herself up and get dressed. Somewhere inside her, she knew she did not live through that for nothing. As she walked passed my friend in the bedroom, sound asleep and undisturbed by her weeping, sicked no doubt. Rachel felt she has to be strong. If not for herself, but for my poor friend, at least until he recovers or otherwise. So Rachel made a promise to herself that she will not think of suicide as she looked at my friend. But neither is she going to tell anyone about it. She is going to lock and buried this whole night into a Pandora box shoved into the darkest corner in her memory.
Actually, a lot of things did not make sense. But Rachel was not really in the thinking mood then. As I listened to her story, I hugged her close again, uncontrolled but all by instinct. I feel angry, partly at those evil gangsters who did this to Rachel and partly at the fact that it was over and there is nothing I could do about it then. I have so many questions to ask, but I decided it was best for me to keep quiet. I wipe off the tears in her eyes and looked at her. Without thinking, I moved close to her and kissed her on her forehead without even thinking. It was a brotherly kiss. There was not a bit of lust on that and I wished deeply in my heart, Rachel has not suffered anything more from then.
But Rachel begin to continue of her story and it was far from over…
The next few days pasted quietly. Rachel almost imagined that horrifying night never happened. Before ever storm, there is calm. A few days later, Rachel found a letter hand dropped into his postbox. As she opened it, her greatest fear had resurfaced. A few lewd photos of her humiliation had dropped onto the floor as she could not hold the letter due to her shock. Those bastards had send her a warning letter to pay up a rather large sum in order for them to NOT send those pictures to her friends and neighbors. Rachel was in tears and she sis not know what to do.
It is also rather strange that it was during her greatest need, Mr Lee had once again been there. He had been visiting Rachel’s motel more and delivering supplies in small batches claiming that it was along the way anyway. Rachel did not suspected anything back then and since he had helped her that night, driving her home and did not asked her any question at all, she had really appreciated it. Rachel told him about the blackmail, excluding the photo though. Surprisingly, Mr Lee offered to give Rachel a loan to pay for it. Rachel did not initially agreed, but as time passed and under Mr Lee’s pressurization, Rachel finally agreed to the loan and even gotten Mr Lee to go with her on the day to hand in the money in exchange for the photos.
On the day itself, the gang leader was no longer in mask, as there is no need for it. God, does he look ugly, with a scar on his neck and his evil angry eyes. Rachel was kind of glad he was in mask that night though. He looked at Rachel in a lustful way and licks his tongue as he approached.
“So, you found yourself someone to stand up for you… I wonder how…” He smiles as he inspects the bag of cash. Mr Lee wanted to said something, then Rachel just grab his hand. She did not want to complicate this. All she wanted is her photos back. After briefly verifying the amount, the gangster took out a SD Card and before Rachel could take it, Mr Lee took it and pocketed it safely. Without a word, the gangster left. Looks like he is satisfied with the cash after all.
After the deal, Rachel left with Mr Lee. Along the way, Rachel only has the SD Card in mind. She need to get it back. It take like forever, before Rachel asked finally.
“Can I have the card back?” Rachel queries, timidly.
Mr Lee looked and smile gently, petting Rachel’s head.
“Well, why don’t I keep it for now, just in case. When you finished returning me the money, I will give you back. Fair enough?” Rachel could not believed what she just heard. It looked like she just jump from the pot into the fire.
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SarsiLight
Well written story
It’s always easier when its inspired by actual events.
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UnfairPrice
Agreed as well
Thank you, will try to update more often. This is just chapter 2… OMG, I hope I do not need 2 years to finish like my previous story…
Well, at least at this point, I understand how the “debt” came about. Because on the accounting, the motel is pretty fine. It’s not going to make anyone a millionaire soon (well, it depends, TWD is pretty high in denomination…) but at least nobody is going to starve. I looked at Rachel, deeply concerned on how this developed. For one thing, I know it’s not resolved, or Mr Lee won’t be here causing problem, even during a funeral!
Rachel continues. In the next few days, she tried to avoid any contact with Mr Lee. Not on the phone and definitely not arranging for other delivery. She tried to source for other suppliers, but it is not a trivial thing consider that Mr Lee does really provide good rates and prompt delivery. On the other hand, Rachel tried to look for ways to gather the money to pay Mr Lee back and most importantly, get her SD Card back. Well, at least in those days, copying of SD Card is not so common, so that’s the only copy left assumedly. But Rachel also realized that unless she sell away the motel and move, there is no way she can gather that much money to repay Mr Lee soon. Out of ideas, Rachel had to talk to my friend, even when he is barely awake and mostly sick on bed.
She did not tell him the whole truth though. At least not the part where she was almost raped. That would definitely not help with his medical condition. It was then my friend told Rachel to end the motel as he loved her too much to want to see her hang on to his legacy and working so hard for it. But Rachel is a rather stubborn girl. This is one thing that my friend had work all his life in Taiwan for, she is not giving up so easily. This is where my friend had mentioned me. It seems to him that at difficult times like this, it is better to have at least another man in the team to help out as Rachel can be powerless sometimes against difficult odds. But my friend has other ideas then too. We will talk about that later on then.
As my friend’s condition got worse, he ended up in hospital every so and then. Rachel had to travel between the motel and the hospital and it is hard to manage more customers. She had considered hiring, but they are not really in the state of being able to do so easily. And even so, Rachel never dare to travel at night, or even late in the afternoon anymore. It had always to be in the morning and in crowds. It seems to have a painful effect on her. And Mr Lee did not give up. He must had looked at the photos in the SD Card because when he finally shown up, without invitation, he was asking Rachel to at least pay him back some interest or part of the money. Rachel had nothing then.
This was when Rachel saw the true color of this Chameleon – Mr Lee.
Now that Rachel is more calm, I started to asked her about more details. I wanted to know what evil could Mr Lee had done and why is Rachel not reporting him at all. Rachel suddenly looked at me and lowered her head, letting her long silky hair covered the most part of her face. Then without warning, just dashed out with a simple sentence.
“Not now. It’s late, we better get back to the funeral.” Of course, that left me in quite a blank state. It’s not shock, but it took me quite a few second before I could react. I quietly followed her and out into the hall, where we kneel down beside the pot of fire, throwing those pre-folded paper money into the flame.
I was wondering as I looked at the priest going rounds and rounds around the coffin, where there is so little people visiting my friend. I guessed he probably did not have too much friends here in Taiwan. Bits and pieces of the past flow past my mind and before I knew it, a roll of tears slide down my cheek. Before I could react, Rachel pleased her finger gently on my face and wipe away the tears. Then I saw the most beautiful smile in the world. I guessed at that point of time, I understood why my friend is willing to stay for this girl, protect her and left everything behind. He was a lucky man.
Rachel told me to go get some food since it is near lunch time, so I ended up being the delivery guy, asking if the priests wanted something and off I went in the bicycle, since I am not allowed to drive or use the motobike because of license issues. As I cycled slowly towards the minimart, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind. And it was only then I realized I really kind of miss those girls who were probably then having a real great time enjoying the flowers in the mountains.
Too much had happened. And it was just Day 2 in Taiwan. I guess there are lots to be done, but I can’t do it on an empty stomach.
The streets of Taiwan are rather safe, even for bicycle. And in fact, so much that I was having lots of thoughts and not so concentrating on the roads. Between the nice selection of food and the huge boobs of those girls… I am kind of daydreaming when I was about to ram into a girl squad by the side of a row of shops. I pressed the brakes so hard and it was fortunately I was able to stop in time.
The girl continued to be squad and it seems she was so engrossed in her music through her earphone as well as petting the little kitten in front of her that she had totally ignored me. I was about to step forward and gave her a scolding when something caught my eyes. Through the loose collar from her casual T-shirt, I see one of the most beautiful young valley wide open because she was leaning forward playing with the kitten, I can even see her cute little pink bra covering her smooth skin. It was then I begin to look at the girl closer and realized that she was very young, in fact, still schooling I would guessed even without a uniform. She has a little pony tailed hair tied up, wearing a tiny jacket maybe cause of the wind over a thin casual T-shirt with some Japanese text on it and a short blue skirt. I guess with a view like that, my anger was gone all a sudden.
It must had been a while before she realized I was there, but the “sightseeing” could have last an eternity for all I cared. She fumbled and pulled off her earpieces while she quickly apologized.
“Sorry, was I blocking you? Let me just move the kitten onto the pavement….” She grabbed the little kitten off the road and up she stood, not taller than me and in fact rather short. I wanted to say something, but I guess since the anger is over, some other rubbish just came out of my mouth.
“Nice Kitten there. Please be careful not to wander onto the road again, it is dangerous.” I reached forward to pet the little kitten in her embrace and it is indeed cute and fluffy. But of course, I rather be petting her boobs though. What had gotten into me? It must had been all the night before as well as the insane story told by Rachel which had gotten me hard at some point. I guess this won’t go away until someone help me break the spell…
“This is your kitten? She is a cute girl!” I meant what I said though. She looked at me and twisted her eyebrow a little, then smile back. “Please, this is a boy!” she lifted up the kitten and clear enough, I see the balls, although not as much as the cock on the little tomcat. But it was also though, she realized it was rather embarrassing for her to be doing that as she blushed and hold the cat back into her cuddle.
“Ok, tell you what, I will get HIM some food on the way, ok?” I smiled and I did not know what came over me to make that offer. Maybe it’s the kitten’s cuteness or maybe it’s the girl’s cuteness. Somehow, I just felt good offering to feed the cat. She smiled back, bright like the morning sun as she blushed her little blue skirt, looking very innocent and cute. I figured she must be barely over 20 over maybe even in her 18 or 19.
“OK, Uncle!” She smiled cheerfully as she bounced about into the shops walkway. I was a little upset by her calling me uncle though. I was just a little bit older and even though she is young, she doesn’t have the right to call me that! So, as I got onto my bike, I shouted back. “Not uncle! I am just big brother ok?!” The food place is just ahead and I am so hungry I prefer not to get into any more trouble between me and my food.
I quickly packed some simple lunch for everyone including Rachel. Myself and the priests and it turns out to be quite a lot, especially for a little bicycle. I was glad everything went well and I am on my way back when I passed by a small convenience store. I thought I should pick up some Oden since I missed it and I thought Rachel would love it. So, I parked by Bicycle outside and went right in to choose some of my favorite dishes.
(Rather than posting porn where you get EVERYWHERE, here is a picture of the Oden or Kantoni commonly found in small mini-marts in Taiwan)
While I was approaching the counter to pay, I notice the rows and rows of condoms. Well, maybe that might come in handy, especially after last night with the girls, who knows when you might need that again. So, I picked up a pack of variety condoms and was about to pay when I notice something familiar. First, it was just a nice pair of boobs that comes into my vision. Then as I looked up, I remembered those Japanese texts on the T-shirt! It was that girl with the kitten and she is the cashier!
“Uncle! You are back!” She smiled cheerfully and she is being so friendly she almost bounced a little, but it could have just been me, I felt her boobs bounced quite a bit. She is one really young sweet things with a deadly fatale body! I looked up, trying to look away from those pair of distraction and before I realized, she had scanned in the Oden and then she picked up the pack of condoms and was looking at it.
“Uncle is a bad naughty man ooooo!~~” She exclaimed as she scanned it and I am totally lost of words. I could only look away and just protest. “It’s none of your business… I am not using it with you anyway!” Trying to divert attention from the whole embarrassing condom incident, I quickly remembered her cat and asked her if the cat was her.
“No no, just a wandering cat, but he is outside the store now… hehehe” She laugh cheerfully totally forgotten about the condoms. I hoped. I suddenly remembered I was supposed to get some cat food for her (kitten) so I casually asked her where were the cat food placed. She looked around then with a quick “Be right back!” and dashed off to a door behind the counter.
She is a weird girl that for sure, but has all the right energy of a young, sweet teenager. Make me envy the times when I was younger and well, have lots of younger friends then. Well, some obviously got away though. As time passed, I began to look around the store, scanning for interesting item, I was about to stumble onto something on the magazine rack, when I heard a loud thug and a soft moaning coming from behind the door the girl was in.
Without further thought, I rushed to the rescue like a white knight in armor and well, sometimes, it pays off.
It seems that the sound did came from behind that staff door. I am not sure if I should push it open, but after not getting a response from my “Are you ok?”, I pushed the door and stepped in. Well almost because I nearly stepped onto something and as I bent down to pick it up, I notice the girl on the floor, lots of good fallen all over her in the little warehouse space. As I picked up the item, I suddenly realized what the item was. It was a vibrator in a box. Looks new though. I looked at her and she looked back fumbling as she spoke.
“What? It’s items from the couriers! What are you thinking?” She tried to get up, but it seems that she had injured her legs or something as she sat down again in pain. Despite the low lighting in the storage room, I see her quite clearly lying on the floor, her ankle seems kind of swollen and as she pushed away the boxes and stuff that had fallen onto her, I noticed that I could see her panties as her legs were widely spread and facing me. It’s a matching pink color panty with some cartoon design on it or something. I can’t help thinking about her matching colored bra I saw earlier.
She must had realized that I was looking at her and she quickly placed her hand in between her legs and cramped her legs together. She snapped at me, almost angrily.
“What are you looking at?” I tried to turn away, but those cute little panties were already imprinted deep into my mind. So the next best thing I could do is divert attention.
“Are you ok? What happened?” I tried to move close to her, but I do not know why she just pushed herself back, deeper and deeper into the room. I figured that she needed help getting up and someone better take a good look at her leg. But suddenly, I see her face changed as she looked in horror. Before I knew it, I heard a slam behind me.
Damn.