He opened my vagina and anus and looked at it for a long time before he stood up and took off his clothes.When he took off his shorts, the huge penis under his crotch almost scared me to faint. His thing was as thick as a child's arm, and black as if it was a cannon.
He asked me to give him a blowjob first, but I tried my best to swallow the cock into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and asked me to lick him for a while, and lifted me up. I was like a toy in his hand, letting him rub it.
The later insertion will be unforgettable for me. Now, when I think about it, I feel trembling. I think even having a baby is probably just that, but he still has to thrust in and out.He was like a bull, and he felt like he had endless strength on his body. He penetrated me for nearly two hours until I lost consciousness like a dead person and finished it in disappointment.
I woke up after he left, my legs couldn't close at all, and my body was covered with his semen, especially his face, which seemed like I was wearing a mask.
In those years, local prostitutes were afraid of picking up American soldiers because their cocks were too thick and too big, and because they got off the battlefield with bloody smell, they fucked the woman to death.So the boss sent them all to me, because I was the only one who had no right to choose. If I resisted, they would tie me up and let the man fuck him.
Over the years, my body completely changed, my vagina was loose, my originally towering breasts collapsed, and my waist often hurt so much that I couldn't straighten it.
In the summer of 1968, I found myself quitting my menstrual period.
I felt that I was dead at that time. I was only 36 years old at that time. I should have been the best age for a woman.I thought of death several times, but there was always something in my heart that I had no idea. My elder sister, Lin Jie and the others just turned into soil silently forever?
Their words and eyes before their death made my heart unable to rest. In the end, I decided to grit my teeth and stand up until I completed my last mission.
I was seriously ill in 1970. That time, after picking up a Japanese guest, he tossed and tossed me over and over in the middle of the night.As soon as he left, my eyes turned black, my heart beat faster, my whole body was chilling, and I collapsed on the bed without wearing any clothes.
Uncle Chang found me, and the boss asked a taxi to take me to the hospital. After a day and a night of rescue, I woke up.
I took a few days in the hospital and my spirits recovered a lot.One morning, the boss of "Crystal Palace" followed the doctor to the ward. He told me with a serious expression that after examination, I suffered from a serious gynecological disease and needed surgery immediately, otherwise I would be in danger of life.
I felt sad. I had been despairing from 18 years old to a tool for men to vent their lust. Over the past 20 years, I have been abused by countless men in various ways. There are more than tens of thousands of men who have entered my body, and even if they are beaten, they will be born!Thinking of the sadness, I cried silently.
Seeing that I was sad, the boss hurriedly comforted me and said that the hospital would give me a surgery immediately, and all costs would be borne by "Crystal Palace".I really want to tell him, I don’t want to cure, I want to die!But when I thought of the stone that had not yet fallen into the ground in my heart, I agreed.
Three days later I went into the operating room and after general anesthesia I knew nothing.
It was the afternoon of the next day when I woke up. I was surprised at that time and said it was a gynecological operation. However, except for the gauze wrapped around my lower body, my chest and entire head were wrapped in gauze. I couldn't move, and I couldn't shout, so I lay on the hospital bed for 20 days.
When the stitches were finally removed, I couldn't believe it myself standing in front of the mirror. I seemed to be back in my twenties, with my chest straightened, my waist straightened, my wrinkles on my face gone, and even my skin on my body became delicate.
The doctor told me that to prevent recurrence, I would also have to give regular injections of drugs every month in the future.
Another important change I returned to the "Crystal Palace" and realized that the vagina had returned to its tightness 20 years ago, and it seemed that no man had ever inserted it.
When the boss saw me who was completely refreshed, he was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it, but my heart was covered with a heavy shadow. Why can't I get out of this boundless sea of suffering?
Later, many years later, I accidentally learned that this was actually a conspiracy of the boss.
In those years, I became the signboard of "Crystal Palace". In the month when I was hospitalized, the business of "Crystal Palace" became much weaker. Seeing that I was getting older, my boss took advantage of my illness to collude with an unscrupulous doctor and under the name of treatment for me. The hormones were injected continuously after the operation and for many years. These are all techniques for transgender shemale. At that time, there was a great risk. He actually used them all on me, despicable prepaying my 20 years of life.
I knew nothing about this at the time, only that I was going to be a doll in the hands of men again.
Sure enough, he arranged a lively party on the day I was discharged from the hospital. What was waiting for me was a Japanese beauty hunting tour group with a total of 10 people.
After being discharged from the hospital, although I looked glamorous, I knew how weak I was, with breath and palpitations; my skin was so tender that I could pinch out of water, but if I didn't take the injection for a month, it immediately became rough.In those years, I was like a tireless machine, running constantly, bringing a lot of customers and a lot of money to my boss.
One night in the autumn of 1972, Uncle Chang suddenly came to me and told me that he was leaving the "Crystal Palace" and had resigned from his boss.
When I heard this, I cried. Uncle Chang was the best person I met in the second half of my life. He took care of me like I was to my daughter, which made me feel that I was still a personal person. He gave me the courage to continue to survive.He was about to leave, and my heart was like a knife cut.
He watched me cry silently, and didn't speak. Until I was tired of crying and had enough, he said: Annie, don't be too sad. I am still in Bangkok and will come to see you. You must take care of yourself!
I suddenly remembered something, and took out the old military uniform that filled my lifelong sadness from the box, carefully removed the badge and handed it to him.I cried and said to him: Uncle Chang, I don’t have anything to give to you. This is my most precious thing. I’ll give you a souvenir!
This badge represents my flower-like 18 years old. It can be said that it is all my wealth and all my hope. Uncle Chang is the only person I can entrust.
Uncle Chang put his badge in his palm, rubbed it carefully, and asked me considerately: Do you hope no one will see it again?
I hurriedly shook my head: No, Uncle Chang, don’t give it to others, but don’t bury it. When the people you know see it, I will die without regrets.
I was confused, but Uncle Chang asked nothing, so he comforted me and left.
Later he opened a thrift store and regarded my badge as the most precious collection in his store. I can't repay his kindness in this life.
After Uncle Chang left, the brothel business was still so prosperous. I was already a 40-year-old woman, but I was still struggling in the man's flesh forest.However, fewer and fewer American soldiers came, more and more Japanese people began to appear, and some Korean and European and American businessmen also began to appear.
The flesh and skin business in Bangkok is becoming more and more prosperous, and the competition is becoming more and more fierce. The old-fashioned "Crystal Palace" has also felt the pressure and has to renovate and attract customers.Inspired by the crowded results of using me to provide sexual abuse services a few years ago, the boss specially opened a "Black Dragon Cave" in the "Crystal Palace", which laid it dark and terrifyingly, filled with torture instruments and ruts. Of course, the protagonist here is me again.
This move really worked, and the Japanese were convinced of it.
All Japanese men are devils, and their means of torture women are simply incredible.In that "Black Dragon Cave", they tied me into various strange humiliating positions, and women were simply props in their hands; they hung me upside down, sideways, and rolled me up, and then fiddled with my vagina, breasts and anus at will; they gave me an enema, no longer using the soapy water used by bandits back then, but oil made from something. After pouring it once, my anus was hot for several days.
What they like most is to tie me up and then drop the molten wax on my most sensitive part; of course, I can't be inserted by men again and again in the "Black Dragon Cave", but what they want to satisfy is not just lust, but also an almost endless desire for abuse.
I was playing with this shameful place year after year. The boss arranged a few prostitutes of other nationalities in the "Black Dragon Cave", but none of them worked long. Despite the high price, they still rotated like a revolving lantern and never worked for a whole year.I am the only one who keeps spinning like a machine.
After 1975, I felt more and more overwhelmed, often short of breath and unable to breathe. Year-round injection of hormones seriously damaged my health, and I became more and more old.I repeatedly asked my boss not to do it anymore, but he just refused.
One year, I was so sick that I couldn't afford to get over it. After a few days, the guests of the "Black Dragon Cave" and the entire "Crystal Palace" were affected.They said those little girls were too artificial and exaggerated to find the feeling.It's Ah, who will have such a tragic experience as me? Who will show pain and fear from the heart when seeing ropes, whips, and shackles like me!I just ended up hard like this, not knowing where the end was.
One morning after the rainy season in 1979, I sent off the last client and dragged my tired body back to the room from the "Black Dragon Cave".
As soon as I entered the door, I suddenly found that the room had changed. I was stunned and suspected that I had walked into the wrong door. After a closer look, it was indeed my room, but there was an extra bed in the room.When I got closer, I saw a girl lying on the bed. Her body seemed to be bare, her hands were handcuffed to the head of the bed, her feet were handcuffed to the end of the bed, and her body was covered with a thin sheet. She buried her head and cried.
Seeing her, I seemed to see myself 30 years ago, my legs were weak and I almost sat on the ground.
I hurriedly held the head of the bed, calmed down, and asked her softly: Little sister, who are you?She didn't seem to hear my question, just cried.
I was at a loss when the foreman came to the room quietly. She waved her hand and called me outside the door and said: This is the new girl here, named Jenni, and I will pick up customers in the "Black Dragon Cave" from now on. Please persuade her.
I was angry and asked the foreman without hesitation: Why did you handcuff her?Is she a human?
The foreman said helplessly: She just came, she didn't understand the rules, and she always made trouble.The boss said he would control her for a few days and let you look at her.Please advise her to be obedient, otherwise the boss will give her to Aqing and others for training, what kind of woman can withstand their conditioning!
Ah Qing is the boss's bodyguard. I heard that he is a gangster. No matter how strong a girl is, she will become a sticky stick in his hands. The girls in the "Crystal Palace" are afraid of him. I heard that the bosses of other brothels often ask him to deal with disobedient prostitutes.
But what kind of girl is this Jenny?This is a world where people laugh at the poor but not at prostitutes. Most of the girls in the brothels are willing to pick up customers. Even if some of them are sold in, they will give up once they are broken. In this way, they must be handcuffed to the bed and are always watched by someone. In the "Crystal Palace", she is the second one except me.
I sat on the edge of her bed sympathetically, gently stroked her hair, trying to make her feel a little warmth and eliminate her hostility.Unexpectedly, she suddenly turned around and whispered: Don’t touch me, let me die!...
We were both stunned. I saw a painful and pretty face under my short hair. What surprised me was what she said, she spoke in Chinese, pure northern dialect.
I blurted out and asked her: Are you Chinese?
She probably didn't expect to meet her compatriots here, and she opened her mouth, twisted her head and cried sadly.
A mystery surged in my heart: She is Chinese, and her accent comes from the mainland, but why did she fall here?Trafficking?Kidnapping?Why do you have to handcuff her?Could it be that she really only wants to die, just like we did in the past?
Thinking of this, I suppressed my excitement and said to her as calmly as possible: I am also Chinese, my surname is Yuan, and they all call me Anne.If you want, just call me Sister Yuan, I will take care of you.
After saying that, I stopped persuading her, returned to her bed and quietly listened to her crying sadly.
After a while, Jenny was tired from crying and fell asleep quietly.
Listening to her calmer breathing, I felt less and less uncomfortable. I quietly got up to find Uncle Xing, who is also a traitor in the "Crystal Palace", Uncle Chang's friend, and a kind and kind person.
When I saw Uncle Xing, he understood my purpose before he could speak. He sighed and said: This girl was brought by the boss from Cambodia through Ah Qing. Two Vietnamese people sent her. They said that the girl's surname was Xu, and they both called her Azhen, so the boss named her Jenni.In fact, this girl has been here for a week, but she never took the guests. She tied her hands and feet two days ago and picked up two guests. The trouble was so dark that the guests were afraid.The boss said that he happened to be put in the "Black Dragon Cave". He was afraid that she would seek a short opinion, so he asked her to live with you and asked you to enlighten her.
After hearing Uncle Xing's words, I vaguely felt that this girl's origin was not simple, and with her look of seeking death, she must have some hidden thoughts.
During dinner, I fed her spoonful of them, and said to her while feeding them: Azhen, think it's easy, there is no reason for women to say in such places.
Her tears flowed down again, and I noticed that when I called her Azhen, her naked shoulders shook slightly.
The guests came again in the evening. That day, there was another Japanese group, eight people, all bald men in their 40s.There were five girls who picked up the guests that day. They also took Azhen with them. They put on leather bras and thongs on the shelf against the wall.
The girls were either tied or hung in the "Black Dragon Cave", so at first she did not attract the attention of the clients, but whenever a man touched her body, she always shouted and kicked, and in the end the clients had to give up on her.
It was already 3 o'clock in the morning when the guests left. As soon as they saw the guests off, Ah Qing broke in with a few subordinates. They asked the other girls to go back to the room, leaving Ah Zhen alone.I was worried and stayed there even though I was alive.
A Qing took off the only two fig leafs on Azhen's body, and she was naked.He pinched Azhen's not very plump but strong breasts for a while, then used his fingers to push her labia and penetrated into his vagina.
He pulled out his dry fingers and held up Azhen's chin and asked: Do you know how to serve the guests?
Azhen turned her face and said nothing.
A Qing said to his subordinates: Teach her!
They put her down, tied her to a table, spread her legs and folded forward, revealing her lower body.At this time, I saw clearly that Azhen's lower body had been suffering many times, her labia were red and purple, and her anus even showed a black and purple color. She was obviously not a young girl who had no experience in the world.
One of A Qing's subordinates pushed the penis up, and Azhen struggled desperately. Of course, she was not the opponent, and soon the penis was inserted into her body.
After the penis was thrusting for more than half an hour, Azhen kept biting her lips without saying a word. Finally, the big man was so tired that he was panting. He pulled out his penis and saw that Azhen's vagina was still dry.
A Qing was furious and ordered: Give her some color to see!
Several big men immediately tied Azhen's hands and feet together and hung them up in the air. Aqing brought a tube of ointment. I knew it was a powerful aphrodisiac and begged Aqing not to use it for Azhen, but they were not willing to listen to me. Aqing opened Azhen's labia and applied it to her vagina and anus himself.
They took another dildo, inserted it into Azhen's lower body, turned on the switch, and the terrifying thing buzzed and raging in Azhen's body. They didn't think it was enough, so they applied the aphrodisiac on her nipples and rubbed it with their hands.
At first, she gritted her teeth and refused to say anything, but after half an hour, she couldn't hold it up. Her face turned red, her thighs couldn't help but clamped, and she began to moan.Ah Qing and his men were chatting while smoking cigarettes, as if they had completely forgotten the girl who was struggling with pain.I begged hard, but no one paid attention to me.
An hour later, they pulled out their dildo and a clear stream of mucus poured out.Ah Qing fiddled with the girl's labia and joked: So you can also flow with water!
After saying that, they put her down and another big man came up to rape her.Azhen lay there motionless like a dead person, letting the man's cock go in and out of his body.
This time the man had sperm in Azhen's body, and Aqing looked at it and said: I have to come!So they washed Azhen's lower body, hung her up again, and inserted her dildo.
Until the morning, they tossed her back and forth five times, and everyone was exhausted, and then they sent both of us back to the room, but they still handcuffed Azhen's hands and feet to the bed.
Before leaving, Ah Qing took out a cocoon-like thing from his pocket. When I saw it, I felt thumping in my heart. I knew that they called that thing flea, which was also something torture women.
I held his hand and begged him: A Qing, please let her go, let me persuade him not to use this thing, let her take a breath!
Ah Qing glared at me, said nothing, and opened Ah Zhen's thigh, stuffed the flea into her anus, and then turned on the switch.Azhen buried her head in the bed and kept crying. No matter how I persuaded her, she seemed to be unable to hear anything and just cried.
After a while, her crying began to be mixed with painful moans. By the afternoon, the crying had been completely replaced by moans. While she hummed, she also shouted in a low voice: Ah... I'm going to die... You kill me... Come and kill me... I can't stand Ah... No Ah...
I lifted her quilt and looked at it. Her lower body was wet, and even the mattress was wet.
I ran to find the foreman and asked her to find a way to save Azhen, but she said helplessly: Aqing is not here. He told me when he left that no one is allowed to touch her!
I returned to her bed and sat down to try my best to comfort her. She suddenly stared at me with her big eyes in despair and cried: Sister Yuan... Please help me beg them... let them kill me... I can't stand it!
I remembered the tragedy scenes 30 years ago, and my heart felt sad and shed tears with her.
When they picked up the customers that night, they took Azhen away again and still tied up with him.Although she was tossed for a whole day, her reaction to the guests was still very fierce and she didn't let anyone touch her at all.
After the guest left, Ah Qing brought the man with him again. He pinched Ah Zhen's chin and said fiercely: Eagle is the most proud animal, but people have a way to tame it, just to endure it.Let’s compare and see who can survive whom!
On that day, it was aphrodisiacs, lewds and men again, all night.
The next day, Azhen, who was handcuffed to the bed, not only was fleas stuck in her anus again, but she also had a buzzing and constantly twisting dildo in her vagina.
For a week, she was suffering like this every day, and she had to soak a mattress every day.
In the next few days, his resistance to the guests had gradually weakened. First, a client carefully played with her breasts and labia, and later the guest's hands could be inserted into her vagina and anus. Finally, on a Sunday night, a client finally inserted his penis into her body. She just cried desperately and stopped kicking and yelling.
After the guests left that night, Ah Qing appeared again, and he still kept Ah Zhen alone.
I begged him and said: Jenny is already obedient, so you can let her go!
He grinned and said, "Oh, let me see how obedient she is!"
They ordered Azhen to kneel on the ground with her legs spread apart, and then a big man lay down under her crotch, aimed his upright cock at her vagina, and then ordered her to sit down.Azhen tried her best to avoid her cock, and cried: No...I don't...I can't... But when she saw the aphrodisiac and lust in their hands, she collapsed and sat down with her eyes closed.
The cock penetrated into her body with a puff. They didn't give up and ordered her: Get moving!Azhen cried and moved up and down until her penis spitted out white juice.
They forced Azhen to take the initiative to send her to three men in a row, and finally let her go back.
From that day on, her feet were released while on the bed, but her hands were still handcuffed. When she picked up the guest to wash her lower body, she no longer took action, but was watched by someone to wash herself.
Since the torture stopped day and night, Azhen's body began to recover and her face gradually became rosy, but she still cried at any time, for several hours.
Once, when I saw her crying sadly, I sat next to her to comfort her. She gradually calmed down. I hesitated and said what I couldn't bear to say to her: Azhen, Sister Yuan is a veteran, and we women can't resist them...
To my expectations, she did not cry, rubbed her delicate cheeks against my hand, her big eyes staring at the opposite wall, and suddenly asked in a daze: Sister Yuan, is that you?
I didn't look back. I knew what she was talking about. My heart was bleeding, but I still nodded silently.
She said childishly: You are so beautiful!Have you been a soldier?
I couldn't help but cry. I felt that no matter how cruel the reality was, she would have to know that her life was still long.
I told her with tears in my eyes: 30 years ago, I used to be an enviable female soldier... I took out the old military uniform that I had followed me for 30 years and told her how our five comrades were hijacked by bandits, and how I was sold to this foreign fireworks land.
Unexpectedly, my words aroused her worries, and she cried so hard that she could hardly breathe.
After crying, she pierced her head into my arms and said in pain: Sister Yuan, I am so miserable... I am like you, a female soldier, like you... 18 years old... I was shocked, how could it be possible?!At this time, how could a Chinese female soldier be sold to a brothel in Bangkok?!
Azhen was no longer silent and cried and told me what she had happened.
It turned out that at the beginning of 1979, we fought a war with Vietnam and our troops entered Vietnam.
Azhen was from Beijing and had been in the army for a year at that time, working as a telecommunications officer in the military region communications regiment in Vietnam.On the eve of the war, the communications regiment opened a front-line communications command center on our side of the Sino-Vietnam border, where Azhen followed her service company to carry out communications support tasks.
On the fifth night after the war, Azhen finished her night shift and returned to the barracks with more than a dozen female soldiers who got off work at the same time.At that time, the computer room and barracks were temporary tent groups, about half a kilometer apart. In order to prevent cross-arms from attacking across the border, a guard squad was sent to escort them back.After they arrived safely, the guard squad went back.
More than a dozen female soldiers who had got off work were quietly preparing to go to bed. After she finished washing, she went to the bathroom with two other female soldiers. She had a period of time because she was having a period of menstruation and was delayed by a minute later than them. In just one minute, she was hit hard on her neck as soon as she left the bathroom and lost consciousness at that time.There is only 50 meters away from their dormitory!
When she woke up, she had already been tied up by someone and put her hands and feet in a snakeskin bag. She carried her to the road quickly. She wanted to shout, but her mouth was blocked tightly. She knew that she had fallen into the hands of the Vietnamese.
One day and one night later, she was taken to the base of a Vietnamese special agent regiment behind the front line.The Vietnamese army immediately conducted a surprise interrogation on her. After three consecutive days of trial, they found out that she was a telecom operator and were disappointed. It turned out that they wanted to arrest a radio operator or confidential officer to understand the secrets of our army's communications.
The leader of the special agent regiment was worried about being scolded by his superiors, so he did not send her to the prisoner-of-war camp, but concealed it and stayed in the special agent regiment's laundry company.It turned out that the Vietnamese army was equipped with laundry companies and laundry squads, all composed of female soldiers. The main task was to act as battalion prostitutes for the officers.
Azhen was gang-raped by the Vietnamese army when she was interrogated. The only task she left was of course to commit adultery by the Vietnamese officers. Although Azhen fought to the death, she had no choice but to get into the tiger's mouth and was tied up. She had been gang-raped by hundreds of Vietnamese in less than a month.
She was not only raped by lustful officers in the Vietnamese military camp, but also endured the bullying of Vietnamese female soldiers.When they didn't use her, they tied her up and locked her in a wooden cage. The cage was so small that she couldn't straighten her waist or stretch her legs, so she could only lie in curl up.
As soon as the fierce Vietnamese female soldiers were idle, they either poked her vagina and anus with sticks or poured them on her body with cold water.Once, she used two bamboo pieces to hold her newly developed breasts and tied them to death until the next day a male officer mentioned her to gang rape her.
More than a month later, the war ended, and the secret service team transferred to Cambodia and secretly took her there.
In Cambodia, in order to curry favor with his superiors, the leader of the special agent troupe actually gave Azhen, who had been tired of being played, as a gift to the commander of the Kampong Military Region.The old guy couldn't put it down with this young Chinese female soldier. After raped her for a week, in order to be able to play with her for a long time, he handed her over to the officers' club at the Kampson Base.
There, in addition to being sent to the old guy regularly, she was gang-raped by Vietnamese officers who went to the club to have sex every day, and the Russians from the Soviet advisory group stationed in the local area often used her to vent her desires.
Because the Vietnamese and Soviets were already tired of the Vietnamese women who were shameless in the club, she was very popular and lined up outside the room every day.Later, the Vietnamese and the Soviets fought to steal her and fired guns. The old guy was afraid that things would be too big and it would be difficult to end, so he secretly sold her to the Thai underworld.
She heard that her selling price was $5,000.She just turned 18 that year.
After listening to her narrative, we cried together.Fate is so stunning. It is 30 years apart, and it is also in the 18-year-old flower season. It is also because of a small accident that a beautiful and brilliant life falls into the bottomless abyss, and cannot survive or die.
We cried so hard that we forgot everything, we cried until it was dark until we were taken to pick up customers, and continued our life that was worse than that of pigs and dogs.
Azhen became a different person from that day and began to take the initiative to cater to the client's request. I don't know if it was really giving up, or if it was like we did in the past, trying to paralyze the men and let them relax so that we could find opportunities to end our miserable life.I really can't bear to point her out again. These perverts have a super sensitive sense of smell. As long as you have a slight desire to seek death, they will not give you a chance; when you get freedom from them, you will have no desire.
Azhen soon became the most popular girl in the "Black Dragon Cave". She had both the young beauty I had lost, and the deepest fear and painful reaction to men that other girls had no idea of what they were.I really don’t know whether to be grateful for her or sad for her. In short, another pure girl was destroyed in the hands of these evil men.
What I didn't expect was that the boss didn't let her go.
On the 10th day when Azhen surrendered to their tyranny, we picked up ten Japanese people. They tossed us all night, and everyone was weak and they fell asleep after returning to the room.
In the afternoon, I had just woken up and had not yet gotten up. Azhen was still asleep and still not awake. Aqing suddenly brought someone to break in, opened Azhen's handcuffs, pulled her up and left.Azhen didn't know what was going to happen, so she screamed in fear.
I turned over and got out of bed, grabbed Aqing's hand and asked: Where are you going to take her?
He shook his hand and said fiercely: Don’t worry!After saying that, he forced Azhen to take her away.
I was really worried, so I followed her and saw that they took her to the "Black Dragon Cave".
When they got inside, they took off Azhen's clothes and handcuffed them, and ordered her to kneel naked on a two-foot-high wooden platform.This posture is very shameful. If Azhen refuses to do it, they beat her and threaten her. She is really helpless and has to kneel down as they say.
A light hit the stage, Azhen's snow-white body looked particularly attractive. Ah Qing watched it with interest for a while and said: Miss Jenny has a good potential. You are becoming more and more popular with customers now. However, you are still an uncarved piece of uncarved jade. I want to carve you into a tool now. You will be the most popular girl in Bangkok.
Azhen didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, so she lowered her head and didn't say anything, and she seemed to be afraid of the cold.
Ah Qing took out a 10 baht coin and said to her: Put this in your little pussy and don’t fall out!
Azhen shivered all over, blushed her face and shook her head repeatedly, and cried: No...No!I don't……
A Qing asked with a straight face: Why can’t it work?Can't put it in?
His subordinates burst into laughter, and Azhen's face turned redder, she just shook her head and cried, unable to say a word.
A Qing winked, and the two big men held A Zhen's legs one by one. A Qing stretched out her hand and pushed the coin away, and forced the coin into it.Azhen twisted her body twice, and couldn't move, but the coin fell out with a sound.
Ah Qing checked the coin, stuffed it into her vagina again, and ordered her: Clam it!But as soon as he let go, the coin fell out again.
His face sank and said: It seems that you still have toast and not eat the punishment. Come on, help her!
Several big men responded and hung Azhen up with all their might.They brought another wooden bar a meter long, tied her feet to both ends, and pulled the wooden bar high, and Azhen's legs were hung in the air.She screamed and struggled in pain, but it was completely useless.
Two big men pinched Azhen's labia and pulled it hard to both sides, expanding her vagina to the maximum. Aqing brought a small instrument and plugged it in the power supply. The traffic lights on it flashed. He pinched a thin metal needle that led out from the instrument and probed into her vagina.
I couldn't help but think of the scene when Lin Jie was tortured, and shouted outside in a hurry: No!You guys put her down!I smashed the door, but the door was locked tightly from the inside, and no one paid attention to me.
A Qing slaps her hands and the needle is fixed into A Zhen's body. I know that it must have been pierced into the flesh of her clitoris.
A Qing picked up the coin again and said to A Zhen who was panting and moaning constantly: Look, hold this thing tightly and you will be fine. If it falls out, hum...
After saying that, she turned on a switch. Azhen suddenly shook all over and her limbs were struggling, and she pulled her chains and roared. She screamed shrillly: Ah... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh...
Ah Qing suddenly stuffed the coin into her vagina. Strangely, her trembling stopped, but the coin quickly slid out. When it fell to the ground, Ah Zhen suddenly struggled again, and shouted: Ah... It hurts Ah... It's quick... Give me... Ah... Only then did I realize that there was a thin wire connected to the coin.
Ah Qing checked the coins, looked at Ah Zhen's white body twisting wildly, and said slowly: I'll help you again, don't blame me if I fall out again.After saying that, he stuffed the coin into her vagina again.
Azhen's vagina immediately twitched nervously, her labia stood up straight, and the vaginal opening was shrinking, but at the same time, mucus flowed out. The smooth coins slid out bit by bit as the mucus lubricated. Azhen shouted in a hurry: No... no... help me... please help me... but the coin still slid out ruthlessly.
After Azhen struggled and screamed helplessly for a while, they stuffed her coins again.This time, Azhen tried to tighten her thighs, but her feet were tied tightly and could not move at all, so she had to move all the muscles in her lower abdomen, hoping to keep the coins in her body... After three times, she was sweating all over her face, her whole body twitched, and she couldn't breathe evenly.
Ah Qing turned off the power and stuffed the coin in again. Ah Zhen's lower body seemed to be frozen and didn't know how to use force. The coin fell out immediately. She was so anxious that she shouted: No... do it again... I will...
In this way, they tortured her dozens of times. When she was having supper, she was able to keep the coins in her vagina for 5 minutes.When Azhen was put down, she could no longer walk, so I almost hugged her back to the room.
She seemed very hardworking when picking up the customers that night and the customers were very satisfied.
The next afternoon, A Qing's subordinates came again, and the same method was the way. They tortured her for the rest of the afternoon. Finally, she was able to hold the coin firmly in her body.Unexpectedly, on the third day, they exchanged a smaller coin to train her, which made her struggle in pain for two more days.
Finally, after ten days of cruel training, she was able to hold any kind of coin in her vagina.But she had just breathed a sigh of relief. Ah Qing kept her again on the morning of the 11th day. He took out an iron rod as thick as a pencil and asked her to clamp it with her vagina.
The thing was heavy, with a layer of shiny chrome on the surface, which was slippery and heavy, and it was almost unimaginable to clamp it with your vagina. Azhen was so scared that she was trembling all over when she saw it, but she knew she had to do it, otherwise they would have many ways to make her submit.She didn't dare to refuse, but just begged him to give herself three days.
Ah Qing shook her head and said: No, I will only give you one day!
Azhen's face turned red, and tears were circling in her eyes. She knew that it would be useless to ask for it any more, so she nodded and agreed.She took the iron rod and returned to the room, her hands were still handcuffed, and she knelt on the ground and started practicing constantly.Looking at her pretty pity, I felt so distressed, but there was no way to save her.
Before she went to pick up the customers in the evening, she actually practiced it, and even mucus flowed out of her lower body. She could still clamp the iron rod firmly in her vagina and not fall off. I felt as relieved as her.
The next morning, she took the iron rod and handed over to Aqing. Aqing didn't look at her clamping the iron rod, but just asked her to kneel on the ground and inserted her fingers into her vagina. As a result, as soon as she touched the tender red flesh wall, the vaginal fluid flowed out..., and even fiddled with her labia, her lower body would involuntarily flow.They used cruel means of electric shock to the most tender and sensitive parts of a woman's body, causing the 18-year-old girl to develop physiological conditioning reflexes.
A Qing then asked a subordinate to insert his penis into Azhen's lower body, preventing him from moving, but only letting Azhen use force like an iron rod. As a result, he actually ejaculated in Azhen's body more than ten minutes later, and Azhen was so tired that she was panting and sweating.
From then on, Azhen's unique skill, one to ten or ten to hundreds, became her repertoire.Some wealthy men who were older and lack energy came to the door, and tied Azhen up like a rice dumpling, and then stuffed her soft penis into her vagina. The old monk was as though he had no movement as if he had entered a meditation, making Azhen squeeze their cocks hard and thrust them up all with the strength of his lower body muscles, and then rub their cocks happily to produce sperm.
Azhen is really a miserable girl. In less than a month after she arrived at the "Crystal Palace", she took on the responsibility and asked her for more and more customers. More than half of the guests she picked up in the "Heilong Cave" every night, and she was exhausted every day.The boss was so happy that he couldn't straighten his waist and found that she was a treasure pot, but he was not satisfied and pushed Azhen into a darker abyss step by step.
One night in November, we were approaching the end of serving a group of Taiwanese. The two old guys put Azhen, who was tied up tightly on the platform, opened her labia, and slowly cleaned her vagina, which had been inserted by five men and was filled with semen. I was holding a middle-aged man's cock and licking the residual serum for him, and the other two girls were also helping the guests to clean up the last time.
At this time, the boss brought Ah Qing in. We were nervous when we saw him because he rarely came here during our pick-up time.
The boss exchanged a few greetings with a bald man in his 50s among the guests. Ah Qing went over and dragged Ah Zhen off the stage and asked her to kneel at the boss's feet.The boss touched Azhen's delicate face and said: Jenny is a popular Ah now!Boss Wang is a hot big shot in the Taiwan industry. He ran far away to Bangkok and just wanted to ask you to fly him once!
Azhen raised her delicate face and looked at the boss in confusion. It was the first time I heard this saying "massing the plane", I don't know what it means.
The boss laughed and said: Massing the plane is to use your little hands to help Boss Wang fire!
Azhen's face turned red, her head lowered deeply, and tears fell down.
I fully understand her mood. Although we are a toy that men do randomly here, whether it is rape, oral sex or binding, we are always passive, and we can comfort ourselves psychologically by having to.It seems simple and unremarkable to help a man produce ejaculation with his hands. The man's penis has not even entered the woman's body, but the woman must be completely proactive and need to abandon all shamefulness. Therefore, although sometimes customers ask for this, we always try every means to perfunctorily and would rather let him rape him. That kind of spiritual humiliation is unbearable.
But now Azhen was forced to a dead corner. Ah Qing had untied the rope that tied her up, handcuffed her hands in front, hanging on her abdomen, and the clients who had almost finished cleaning up surrounded him to see the climax of this last scene.
Only then did I remember that Boss Wang did almost nothing in the middle of the night, and was staring at Azhen being played with. It turned out that he had been waiting for the last moment.It seems that the boss had planned it long ago. He wanted to use this method to wipe out Azhen's final shame and turn her into an absolute prostitute.
A Zhen's naked body was trembling slightly. She must be enduring great pain in her heart. She knew very well that the boss could not refuse.As long as she has some hesitation, they will make her suffer ten times and a hundred times more, and then she will have to do what they asked her to do.
She raised her head with tears in her face, walked to Boss Wang's legs, stretched out her hands with shiny handcuffs, and trembled and untied the belt of Boss Wang's wide nightgown.Inside the nightgown, Boss Wang's penis was like a sleeping flesh worm, lying softly between his legs. Azhen stretched out his slender and tender little hand and gently picked it up, carefully preventing the cold handcuffs from touching Boss Wang's thighs.
The ten slender jade fingers of the two white and tender little hands trembled and gently stroked them. Boss Wang raised his face and closed his eyes comfortably, enjoying this ecstasy moment. Everyone around him focused on Azhen's movements, watching her breasts rising up and down in less than two months as the movements were stroking.
Azhen's movements became bigger and bigger, faster and faster, and her penis was slowly expanding, but her eyes were always looking at the ground beside her, not daring to look at the cock in her hand.
Boss Wang suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Azhen's face and said: Little girl, what are you looking at?
Azhen had to turn her eyes to her hands, and her face suddenly turned red to her neck. It turned out that the cock in her hand was as thick as a stick.She didn't dare to look away anymore, and stared at the cock in her hand and kept stroking it.
Boss Wang began to hum happily, his penis swelling as if it was about to explode, hard as an iron rod, and the dark green blood vessels were lying on the surface of the penis like thick earthworms.But after Azhen stroking it for half an hour, she was already panting and sweating profusely. He just couldn't sperm and was still smiling at the girl's swollen face. It seemed that he was indeed a veteran of beauty hunting.
Azhen realized that there was something wrong, so she begged at Boss Wang with tears in her eyes, hoping that he would let him go. Who knew that this old guy had colluded with the boss, and even closed his eyes, raised his body, and hummed happily.
Azhen's face began to turn from red to white, and tears flowed down her face. She understood that she had to pass this level today.She gritted her teeth in her heart, bent down, opened her cherry mouth to lick his scrotum. Boss Wang's body shook obviously and her moans became louder.
Azhen licked a few times and simply put his two balls into his mouth. While stroking his cock, he sucked the balls squeaked. The penis began to react obviously, and it started to jump gently, and the urethra on the glans opened and closed.
Seeing this, Azhen opened her mouth and stretched out her pink tongue to lick the surface of his purple glans for several times. When she saw liquid oozing out, she buried her head again, held Dandan and licked it hard. At the same time, her hand stroked it faster and faster and harder.
Finally, the penis jumped suddenly, and a thick and lewd white liquid rushed out of the penis and sprayed it onto Azhen's face and chest, covering her nose, lips and breasts.
Boss Wang breathed a long sigh and shouted: OK, that’s great!
Azhen sighed deeply, her face pale, and she was almost sagging.
Since then, Azhen has really changed and rarely shed tears. All the ways for men to torture women, such as anal sex, oral sex, enema, two-pronged approach, and three people walking together, have tried it on her. She no longer resisted or refused.I understand that she has fully understood what I said to her. We women can't resist them. This sentence contains such a cruel reality, and her heart is dead.
After December, the peak season for brothels has arrived, especially the number of Japanese customers has increased significantly. It seems that after a year of hard work, they will go to this country known as a paradise for men to vent their vent.
One night at the beginning of the month, a group of Japanese people booked the "Black Dragon Cave" all night. There were 12 of them, all young people in their twenties or thirty years old.
Of course, the focus of their playing is Azhen.When Azhen was tied up by them, her legs were wide open and her vagina was lying on the platform, a Japanese man in his 30s flipped over her labia, grabbed her oily black and dense pubic hair, and talked happily with his companions about something.
After talking for a while, they called the foreman in and talked for a long time.Azhen was tied up on the platform with ropes and stared at them with big eyes, wondering what they were going to do.
They talked to the foreman for a long time, and the foreman went out to call A Qing in dismay. When they told A Qing, he nodded readily. I had a premonition that they were going to come up with new tricks to torture A Zhen.
After Ah Qing left, several Japanese began to rinse Ah Zhen's vagina with clean water. Ah Zhen had some idea of what happened, and a worried look appeared on her face.
Someone sent two things in a while. When I saw that it was a razor and shaving cream used by a man, I suddenly understood, God!They want to shave off Azhen's pubic hair.
Azhen also understood what was going on, and she showed a fearful look in her eyes, trying desperately to move her bound body, but she was so tied that she couldn't even move a finger. She could only look at the Japanese's movements in despair, muttering in a low voice: No... don't give it to me... don't Ah... That's the pity look like a little Aries tied to a case to be slaughtered.
The Japanese started to operate with laughter and white foam quickly covered her lower body. It seemed that between her legs, it seemed like cotton was growing, and nothing could be seen.
The Japanese man in his 30s picked up the razor, and Azhen was so nervous that she shook all over. The two Japanese men held her naked body, and the razor with a cold light began to slide on her snow-white skin.The sharp blade cut across the skin and made a crackling sound. Wherever the blade passed, the shaving cream on Azhen's lower body was pulled out of a long corridor, and no grass grew wherever she went.
Azhen began to moan sadly, and tears fell on her long eyelashes again.As the razor shaves down one by one, the shaving cream is rapidly decreasing. The thick black pubic hair that originally covered Azhen's lower abdomen and vagina disappears. Azhen's moans also begin to become confused, and a hint of excitement and satisfaction are brought out from the pain and humiliation.
After cleaning all the shaving cream, the Japanese man pressed down on Azhen's anus and carefully shaved the remaining hair around him, as if he was modifying some valuable work of art. Finally, he pushed apart his labia and shaved some of the fine hairs remaining in the corners. He even shaved back and forth twice on his labia.
After shaving, he let go, and a young man brought a wet towel and carefully wiped her lower body.
After the completion, all the clients gathered around the platform to admire their masterpiece: under the bright light, the body tightly bound by rough ropes made charming moans, the snow-white butt was smooth and tender, and there was no grass growing. The purple-black anus and purple-red labia were like two dazzling little flowers blooming on the uneven flesh-drying earth.
The Japanese were so proud that they picked up the camera and started taking pictures, but Azhen tried her best to turn her face to the side and cried silently.
Looking at this smooth body, I couldn't help but think of my elder sister, Lin Jie's lower body with her pubic hair pulled out and her undeveloped and bare vagina when Xiao Wu was stripped naked for the first time.
That night, these Japanese people worked very hard, and Azhen's screams were also particularly shrill.
For several days after that, Azhen's face was very bad, and she was even ashamed to let the guests look at her lower body.
About three or four days later, I accidentally vented that Azhen was walking uncomfortable, so I asked her quietly: Azhen, what's wrong with you?
She said to me with a red face: Sister Yuan, she is so tired from the bottom, she feels so uncomfortable when she walks.
Then I remembered that my elder sister and Lin Jie's pubic hair were both rooted, so it never grew out for life, and Azhen's pubic hair was scraped off by a knife and would definitely grow again. And when it grew half long and not short, it was hard and not as soft as before, and it would definitely be uncomfortable to walk.Alas, this very pity Azhen!
Unexpectedly, a whole week later, when Azhen's pubic hair had just grown, another group of Japanese came. When they came, they had to shave Azhen's pubic hair first, and they said they had booked it in advance.
After I inquired later, I found out that the boss actually used this as a selling point and shaved Azhen's pussy hair at a fixed time every week. The price of this game was twice as high as usual, and there were so many responders, and it was scheduled to be three months later.
We spent Christmas Eve in this way. Listening to the crackling sound of the razor shaving on Azhen's lower body, I couldn't help but feel deeply sad for her. But what's even more sad is that I heard a well-dressed Japanese pointing at Azhen who was letting others ask the boss: How much does it cost to play with her if she makes her belly bigger? That expression seemed as if asking how much it would cost to wash a piece of clothing.
Azhen also heard his question. She just quietly shed tears, never resisted or begged again, because she knew that all of this was useless.As long as the customers are willing to pay and they are willing to make her belly bigger, the boss will ask them to make her belly bigger, and she must have a big belly for them to play with. Azhen, who is tied tightly to the stage, is a lamb that can be fiddled with.
In just a few months, Ah Zhen has become the signature of "Crystal Palace", and "Crystal Palace" has once again dominated the romantic scene in Bangkok because of her.
On New Year's Day in 1980, the boss suddenly came to my room and said to me: Annie, from today on, you can stop picking up customers.
When I heard this, my heart beat faster and tears immediately flowed down.For 30 years, I went from a flower-like girl to a walking corpse.My career as a sex slave and a sex doll has finally come to an end. I was 47 years old that year.
The next morning I went to find my boss and I wanted to leave "Crystal Palace" immediately, which is a place that makes me sad.
The boss pondered for a moment and said: You can't leave. You are still a black man here. The police can catch you and leave at any time. You can help you with your work here first. I'll find an opportunity to get your identity done for you.Moreover, you are so weak, and you can take care of living here.
It's Ah, I was sold to Thailand. People are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts. I have my own motherland, but I can't go back.
Seeing that my eyes were red, the boss quickly said: You can stay here, and everyone will call you Aunt An from now on.
I thought about it and was really worried about Azhen, so I agreed to stay, mainly to take care of Azhen.
A few more years later, maybe it was because of the 30 years that I was losing too much, or maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine they gave me. I grew old very quickly, as if I was 70 years old.I even had difficulty walking, let alone working, so I quit my job and lived in the house provided by the boss behind the "Crystal Palace".
I knew I shouldn't have continued to live in this world for a long time. When I was 18 years old, I wanted to die but failed, but later I couldn't die because I still had a debt I had not paid off. Once I paid off this debt, I could meet Sister Xiao, Lin Jie, Shi Jie and Xiao Wu.Xiao Yuan talked all night that day, and we just ate a little in the room to satisfy our hunger.She seemed to be telling someone else's story, and my calm tone surprised me.
At around 10 o'clock the next morning, she finished speaking the last word, as if she had used up her last bit of strength.I didn't know what to say to her, she said tiredly that it was time to go back. I asked her if she needed to send her back. She shook her head sadly and asked me to call the thrift store owner and pick her up.
My heart felt an unbearable heaviness, so I immediately called the tour guide and told him that I was not healthy and needed to return to China immediately. The next day I returned to Guangzhou.
About a month later, I called the thrift store owner from Changsha to ask about Xiao Yuan's condition. He choked and told me that Anne had a heart attack the night he had seen me, and had passed away when she was discovered the next morning. It was the time for me to take off from Bangkok Airport.
A once young and beautiful life disappeared like this.
She had been struggling for 40 years, as if to wait for my appearance, waiting for the tragic and humiliation that the other four young and beautiful lives that she carried on her body finally experienced, to her family and comrades who would definitely not be able to completely forget them.
She fulfilled her mission with her broken body and left calmly.
over
He asked me to give him a blowjob first, but I tried my best to swallow the cock into my mouth. He grabbed my hair and asked me to lick him for a while, and lifted me up. I was like a toy in his hand, letting him rub it.
The later insertion will be unforgettable for me. Now, when I think about it, I feel trembling. I think even having a baby is probably just that, but he still has to thrust in and out.He was like a bull, and he felt like he had endless strength on his body. He penetrated me for nearly two hours until I lost consciousness like a dead person and finished it in disappointment.
I woke up after he left, my legs couldn't close at all, and my body was covered with his semen, especially his face, which seemed like I was wearing a mask.
In those years, local prostitutes were afraid of picking up American soldiers because their cocks were too thick and too big, and because they got off the battlefield with bloody smell, they fucked the woman to death.So the boss sent them all to me, because I was the only one who had no right to choose. If I resisted, they would tie me up and let the man fuck him.
Over the years, my body completely changed, my vagina was loose, my originally towering breasts collapsed, and my waist often hurt so much that I couldn't straighten it.
In the summer of 1968, I found myself quitting my menstrual period.
I felt that I was dead at that time. I was only 36 years old at that time. I should have been the best age for a woman.I thought of death several times, but there was always something in my heart that I had no idea. My elder sister, Lin Jie and the others just turned into soil silently forever?
Their words and eyes before their death made my heart unable to rest. In the end, I decided to grit my teeth and stand up until I completed my last mission.
I was seriously ill in 1970. That time, after picking up a Japanese guest, he tossed and tossed me over and over in the middle of the night.As soon as he left, my eyes turned black, my heart beat faster, my whole body was chilling, and I collapsed on the bed without wearing any clothes.
Uncle Chang found me, and the boss asked a taxi to take me to the hospital. After a day and a night of rescue, I woke up.
I took a few days in the hospital and my spirits recovered a lot.One morning, the boss of "Crystal Palace" followed the doctor to the ward. He told me with a serious expression that after examination, I suffered from a serious gynecological disease and needed surgery immediately, otherwise I would be in danger of life.
I felt sad. I had been despairing from 18 years old to a tool for men to vent their lust. Over the past 20 years, I have been abused by countless men in various ways. There are more than tens of thousands of men who have entered my body, and even if they are beaten, they will be born!Thinking of the sadness, I cried silently.
Seeing that I was sad, the boss hurriedly comforted me and said that the hospital would give me a surgery immediately, and all costs would be borne by "Crystal Palace".I really want to tell him, I don’t want to cure, I want to die!But when I thought of the stone that had not yet fallen into the ground in my heart, I agreed.
Three days later I went into the operating room and after general anesthesia I knew nothing.
It was the afternoon of the next day when I woke up. I was surprised at that time and said it was a gynecological operation. However, except for the gauze wrapped around my lower body, my chest and entire head were wrapped in gauze. I couldn't move, and I couldn't shout, so I lay on the hospital bed for 20 days.
When the stitches were finally removed, I couldn't believe it myself standing in front of the mirror. I seemed to be back in my twenties, with my chest straightened, my waist straightened, my wrinkles on my face gone, and even my skin on my body became delicate.
The doctor told me that to prevent recurrence, I would also have to give regular injections of drugs every month in the future.
Another important change I returned to the "Crystal Palace" and realized that the vagina had returned to its tightness 20 years ago, and it seemed that no man had ever inserted it.
When the boss saw me who was completely refreshed, he was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it, but my heart was covered with a heavy shadow. Why can't I get out of this boundless sea of suffering?
Later, many years later, I accidentally learned that this was actually a conspiracy of the boss.
In those years, I became the signboard of "Crystal Palace". In the month when I was hospitalized, the business of "Crystal Palace" became much weaker. Seeing that I was getting older, my boss took advantage of my illness to collude with an unscrupulous doctor and under the name of treatment for me. The hormones were injected continuously after the operation and for many years. These are all techniques for transgender shemale. At that time, there was a great risk. He actually used them all on me, despicable prepaying my 20 years of life.
I knew nothing about this at the time, only that I was going to be a doll in the hands of men again.
Sure enough, he arranged a lively party on the day I was discharged from the hospital. What was waiting for me was a Japanese beauty hunting tour group with a total of 10 people.
After being discharged from the hospital, although I looked glamorous, I knew how weak I was, with breath and palpitations; my skin was so tender that I could pinch out of water, but if I didn't take the injection for a month, it immediately became rough.In those years, I was like a tireless machine, running constantly, bringing a lot of customers and a lot of money to my boss.
One night in the autumn of 1972, Uncle Chang suddenly came to me and told me that he was leaving the "Crystal Palace" and had resigned from his boss.
When I heard this, I cried. Uncle Chang was the best person I met in the second half of my life. He took care of me like I was to my daughter, which made me feel that I was still a personal person. He gave me the courage to continue to survive.He was about to leave, and my heart was like a knife cut.
He watched me cry silently, and didn't speak. Until I was tired of crying and had enough, he said: Annie, don't be too sad. I am still in Bangkok and will come to see you. You must take care of yourself!
I suddenly remembered something, and took out the old military uniform that filled my lifelong sadness from the box, carefully removed the badge and handed it to him.I cried and said to him: Uncle Chang, I don’t have anything to give to you. This is my most precious thing. I’ll give you a souvenir!
This badge represents my flower-like 18 years old. It can be said that it is all my wealth and all my hope. Uncle Chang is the only person I can entrust.
Uncle Chang put his badge in his palm, rubbed it carefully, and asked me considerately: Do you hope no one will see it again?
I hurriedly shook my head: No, Uncle Chang, don’t give it to others, but don’t bury it. When the people you know see it, I will die without regrets.
I was confused, but Uncle Chang asked nothing, so he comforted me and left.
Later he opened a thrift store and regarded my badge as the most precious collection in his store. I can't repay his kindness in this life.
After Uncle Chang left, the brothel business was still so prosperous. I was already a 40-year-old woman, but I was still struggling in the man's flesh forest.However, fewer and fewer American soldiers came, more and more Japanese people began to appear, and some Korean and European and American businessmen also began to appear.
The flesh and skin business in Bangkok is becoming more and more prosperous, and the competition is becoming more and more fierce. The old-fashioned "Crystal Palace" has also felt the pressure and has to renovate and attract customers.Inspired by the crowded results of using me to provide sexual abuse services a few years ago, the boss specially opened a "Black Dragon Cave" in the "Crystal Palace", which laid it dark and terrifyingly, filled with torture instruments and ruts. Of course, the protagonist here is me again.
This move really worked, and the Japanese were convinced of it.
All Japanese men are devils, and their means of torture women are simply incredible.In that "Black Dragon Cave", they tied me into various strange humiliating positions, and women were simply props in their hands; they hung me upside down, sideways, and rolled me up, and then fiddled with my vagina, breasts and anus at will; they gave me an enema, no longer using the soapy water used by bandits back then, but oil made from something. After pouring it once, my anus was hot for several days.
What they like most is to tie me up and then drop the molten wax on my most sensitive part; of course, I can't be inserted by men again and again in the "Black Dragon Cave", but what they want to satisfy is not just lust, but also an almost endless desire for abuse.
I was playing with this shameful place year after year. The boss arranged a few prostitutes of other nationalities in the "Black Dragon Cave", but none of them worked long. Despite the high price, they still rotated like a revolving lantern and never worked for a whole year.I am the only one who keeps spinning like a machine.
After 1975, I felt more and more overwhelmed, often short of breath and unable to breathe. Year-round injection of hormones seriously damaged my health, and I became more and more old.I repeatedly asked my boss not to do it anymore, but he just refused.
One year, I was so sick that I couldn't afford to get over it. After a few days, the guests of the "Black Dragon Cave" and the entire "Crystal Palace" were affected.They said those little girls were too artificial and exaggerated to find the feeling.It's Ah, who will have such a tragic experience as me? Who will show pain and fear from the heart when seeing ropes, whips, and shackles like me!I just ended up hard like this, not knowing where the end was.
One morning after the rainy season in 1979, I sent off the last client and dragged my tired body back to the room from the "Black Dragon Cave".
As soon as I entered the door, I suddenly found that the room had changed. I was stunned and suspected that I had walked into the wrong door. After a closer look, it was indeed my room, but there was an extra bed in the room.When I got closer, I saw a girl lying on the bed. Her body seemed to be bare, her hands were handcuffed to the head of the bed, her feet were handcuffed to the end of the bed, and her body was covered with a thin sheet. She buried her head and cried.
Seeing her, I seemed to see myself 30 years ago, my legs were weak and I almost sat on the ground.
I hurriedly held the head of the bed, calmed down, and asked her softly: Little sister, who are you?She didn't seem to hear my question, just cried.
I was at a loss when the foreman came to the room quietly. She waved her hand and called me outside the door and said: This is the new girl here, named Jenni, and I will pick up customers in the "Black Dragon Cave" from now on. Please persuade her.
I was angry and asked the foreman without hesitation: Why did you handcuff her?Is she a human?
The foreman said helplessly: She just came, she didn't understand the rules, and she always made trouble.The boss said he would control her for a few days and let you look at her.Please advise her to be obedient, otherwise the boss will give her to Aqing and others for training, what kind of woman can withstand their conditioning!
Ah Qing is the boss's bodyguard. I heard that he is a gangster. No matter how strong a girl is, she will become a sticky stick in his hands. The girls in the "Crystal Palace" are afraid of him. I heard that the bosses of other brothels often ask him to deal with disobedient prostitutes.
But what kind of girl is this Jenny?This is a world where people laugh at the poor but not at prostitutes. Most of the girls in the brothels are willing to pick up customers. Even if some of them are sold in, they will give up once they are broken. In this way, they must be handcuffed to the bed and are always watched by someone. In the "Crystal Palace", she is the second one except me.
I sat on the edge of her bed sympathetically, gently stroked her hair, trying to make her feel a little warmth and eliminate her hostility.Unexpectedly, she suddenly turned around and whispered: Don’t touch me, let me die!...
We were both stunned. I saw a painful and pretty face under my short hair. What surprised me was what she said, she spoke in Chinese, pure northern dialect.
I blurted out and asked her: Are you Chinese?
She probably didn't expect to meet her compatriots here, and she opened her mouth, twisted her head and cried sadly.
A mystery surged in my heart: She is Chinese, and her accent comes from the mainland, but why did she fall here?Trafficking?Kidnapping?Why do you have to handcuff her?Could it be that she really only wants to die, just like we did in the past?
Thinking of this, I suppressed my excitement and said to her as calmly as possible: I am also Chinese, my surname is Yuan, and they all call me Anne.If you want, just call me Sister Yuan, I will take care of you.
After saying that, I stopped persuading her, returned to her bed and quietly listened to her crying sadly.
After a while, Jenny was tired from crying and fell asleep quietly.
Listening to her calmer breathing, I felt less and less uncomfortable. I quietly got up to find Uncle Xing, who is also a traitor in the "Crystal Palace", Uncle Chang's friend, and a kind and kind person.
When I saw Uncle Xing, he understood my purpose before he could speak. He sighed and said: This girl was brought by the boss from Cambodia through Ah Qing. Two Vietnamese people sent her. They said that the girl's surname was Xu, and they both called her Azhen, so the boss named her Jenni.In fact, this girl has been here for a week, but she never took the guests. She tied her hands and feet two days ago and picked up two guests. The trouble was so dark that the guests were afraid.The boss said that he happened to be put in the "Black Dragon Cave". He was afraid that she would seek a short opinion, so he asked her to live with you and asked you to enlighten her.
After hearing Uncle Xing's words, I vaguely felt that this girl's origin was not simple, and with her look of seeking death, she must have some hidden thoughts.
During dinner, I fed her spoonful of them, and said to her while feeding them: Azhen, think it's easy, there is no reason for women to say in such places.
Her tears flowed down again, and I noticed that when I called her Azhen, her naked shoulders shook slightly.
The guests came again in the evening. That day, there was another Japanese group, eight people, all bald men in their 40s.There were five girls who picked up the guests that day. They also took Azhen with them. They put on leather bras and thongs on the shelf against the wall.
The girls were either tied or hung in the "Black Dragon Cave", so at first she did not attract the attention of the clients, but whenever a man touched her body, she always shouted and kicked, and in the end the clients had to give up on her.
It was already 3 o'clock in the morning when the guests left. As soon as they saw the guests off, Ah Qing broke in with a few subordinates. They asked the other girls to go back to the room, leaving Ah Zhen alone.I was worried and stayed there even though I was alive.
A Qing took off the only two fig leafs on Azhen's body, and she was naked.He pinched Azhen's not very plump but strong breasts for a while, then used his fingers to push her labia and penetrated into his vagina.
He pulled out his dry fingers and held up Azhen's chin and asked: Do you know how to serve the guests?
Azhen turned her face and said nothing.
A Qing said to his subordinates: Teach her!
They put her down, tied her to a table, spread her legs and folded forward, revealing her lower body.At this time, I saw clearly that Azhen's lower body had been suffering many times, her labia were red and purple, and her anus even showed a black and purple color. She was obviously not a young girl who had no experience in the world.
One of A Qing's subordinates pushed the penis up, and Azhen struggled desperately. Of course, she was not the opponent, and soon the penis was inserted into her body.
After the penis was thrusting for more than half an hour, Azhen kept biting her lips without saying a word. Finally, the big man was so tired that he was panting. He pulled out his penis and saw that Azhen's vagina was still dry.
A Qing was furious and ordered: Give her some color to see!
Several big men immediately tied Azhen's hands and feet together and hung them up in the air. Aqing brought a tube of ointment. I knew it was a powerful aphrodisiac and begged Aqing not to use it for Azhen, but they were not willing to listen to me. Aqing opened Azhen's labia and applied it to her vagina and anus himself.
They took another dildo, inserted it into Azhen's lower body, turned on the switch, and the terrifying thing buzzed and raging in Azhen's body. They didn't think it was enough, so they applied the aphrodisiac on her nipples and rubbed it with their hands.
At first, she gritted her teeth and refused to say anything, but after half an hour, she couldn't hold it up. Her face turned red, her thighs couldn't help but clamped, and she began to moan.Ah Qing and his men were chatting while smoking cigarettes, as if they had completely forgotten the girl who was struggling with pain.I begged hard, but no one paid attention to me.
An hour later, they pulled out their dildo and a clear stream of mucus poured out.Ah Qing fiddled with the girl's labia and joked: So you can also flow with water!
After saying that, they put her down and another big man came up to rape her.Azhen lay there motionless like a dead person, letting the man's cock go in and out of his body.
This time the man had sperm in Azhen's body, and Aqing looked at it and said: I have to come!So they washed Azhen's lower body, hung her up again, and inserted her dildo.
Until the morning, they tossed her back and forth five times, and everyone was exhausted, and then they sent both of us back to the room, but they still handcuffed Azhen's hands and feet to the bed.
Before leaving, Ah Qing took out a cocoon-like thing from his pocket. When I saw it, I felt thumping in my heart. I knew that they called that thing flea, which was also something torture women.
I held his hand and begged him: A Qing, please let her go, let me persuade him not to use this thing, let her take a breath!
Ah Qing glared at me, said nothing, and opened Ah Zhen's thigh, stuffed the flea into her anus, and then turned on the switch.Azhen buried her head in the bed and kept crying. No matter how I persuaded her, she seemed to be unable to hear anything and just cried.
After a while, her crying began to be mixed with painful moans. By the afternoon, the crying had been completely replaced by moans. While she hummed, she also shouted in a low voice: Ah... I'm going to die... You kill me... Come and kill me... I can't stand Ah... No Ah...
I lifted her quilt and looked at it. Her lower body was wet, and even the mattress was wet.
I ran to find the foreman and asked her to find a way to save Azhen, but she said helplessly: Aqing is not here. He told me when he left that no one is allowed to touch her!
I returned to her bed and sat down to try my best to comfort her. She suddenly stared at me with her big eyes in despair and cried: Sister Yuan... Please help me beg them... let them kill me... I can't stand it!
I remembered the tragedy scenes 30 years ago, and my heart felt sad and shed tears with her.
When they picked up the customers that night, they took Azhen away again and still tied up with him.Although she was tossed for a whole day, her reaction to the guests was still very fierce and she didn't let anyone touch her at all.
After the guest left, Ah Qing brought the man with him again. He pinched Ah Zhen's chin and said fiercely: Eagle is the most proud animal, but people have a way to tame it, just to endure it.Let’s compare and see who can survive whom!
On that day, it was aphrodisiacs, lewds and men again, all night.
The next day, Azhen, who was handcuffed to the bed, not only was fleas stuck in her anus again, but she also had a buzzing and constantly twisting dildo in her vagina.
For a week, she was suffering like this every day, and she had to soak a mattress every day.
In the next few days, his resistance to the guests had gradually weakened. First, a client carefully played with her breasts and labia, and later the guest's hands could be inserted into her vagina and anus. Finally, on a Sunday night, a client finally inserted his penis into her body. She just cried desperately and stopped kicking and yelling.
After the guests left that night, Ah Qing appeared again, and he still kept Ah Zhen alone.
I begged him and said: Jenny is already obedient, so you can let her go!
He grinned and said, "Oh, let me see how obedient she is!"
They ordered Azhen to kneel on the ground with her legs spread apart, and then a big man lay down under her crotch, aimed his upright cock at her vagina, and then ordered her to sit down.Azhen tried her best to avoid her cock, and cried: No...I don't...I can't... But when she saw the aphrodisiac and lust in their hands, she collapsed and sat down with her eyes closed.
The cock penetrated into her body with a puff. They didn't give up and ordered her: Get moving!Azhen cried and moved up and down until her penis spitted out white juice.
They forced Azhen to take the initiative to send her to three men in a row, and finally let her go back.
From that day on, her feet were released while on the bed, but her hands were still handcuffed. When she picked up the guest to wash her lower body, she no longer took action, but was watched by someone to wash herself.
Since the torture stopped day and night, Azhen's body began to recover and her face gradually became rosy, but she still cried at any time, for several hours.
Once, when I saw her crying sadly, I sat next to her to comfort her. She gradually calmed down. I hesitated and said what I couldn't bear to say to her: Azhen, Sister Yuan is a veteran, and we women can't resist them...
To my expectations, she did not cry, rubbed her delicate cheeks against my hand, her big eyes staring at the opposite wall, and suddenly asked in a daze: Sister Yuan, is that you?
I didn't look back. I knew what she was talking about. My heart was bleeding, but I still nodded silently.
She said childishly: You are so beautiful!Have you been a soldier?
I couldn't help but cry. I felt that no matter how cruel the reality was, she would have to know that her life was still long.
I told her with tears in my eyes: 30 years ago, I used to be an enviable female soldier... I took out the old military uniform that I had followed me for 30 years and told her how our five comrades were hijacked by bandits, and how I was sold to this foreign fireworks land.
Unexpectedly, my words aroused her worries, and she cried so hard that she could hardly breathe.
After crying, she pierced her head into my arms and said in pain: Sister Yuan, I am so miserable... I am like you, a female soldier, like you... 18 years old... I was shocked, how could it be possible?!At this time, how could a Chinese female soldier be sold to a brothel in Bangkok?!
Azhen was no longer silent and cried and told me what she had happened.
It turned out that at the beginning of 1979, we fought a war with Vietnam and our troops entered Vietnam.
Azhen was from Beijing and had been in the army for a year at that time, working as a telecommunications officer in the military region communications regiment in Vietnam.On the eve of the war, the communications regiment opened a front-line communications command center on our side of the Sino-Vietnam border, where Azhen followed her service company to carry out communications support tasks.
On the fifth night after the war, Azhen finished her night shift and returned to the barracks with more than a dozen female soldiers who got off work at the same time.At that time, the computer room and barracks were temporary tent groups, about half a kilometer apart. In order to prevent cross-arms from attacking across the border, a guard squad was sent to escort them back.After they arrived safely, the guard squad went back.
More than a dozen female soldiers who had got off work were quietly preparing to go to bed. After she finished washing, she went to the bathroom with two other female soldiers. She had a period of time because she was having a period of menstruation and was delayed by a minute later than them. In just one minute, she was hit hard on her neck as soon as she left the bathroom and lost consciousness at that time.There is only 50 meters away from their dormitory!
When she woke up, she had already been tied up by someone and put her hands and feet in a snakeskin bag. She carried her to the road quickly. She wanted to shout, but her mouth was blocked tightly. She knew that she had fallen into the hands of the Vietnamese.
One day and one night later, she was taken to the base of a Vietnamese special agent regiment behind the front line.The Vietnamese army immediately conducted a surprise interrogation on her. After three consecutive days of trial, they found out that she was a telecom operator and were disappointed. It turned out that they wanted to arrest a radio operator or confidential officer to understand the secrets of our army's communications.
The leader of the special agent regiment was worried about being scolded by his superiors, so he did not send her to the prisoner-of-war camp, but concealed it and stayed in the special agent regiment's laundry company.It turned out that the Vietnamese army was equipped with laundry companies and laundry squads, all composed of female soldiers. The main task was to act as battalion prostitutes for the officers.
Azhen was gang-raped by the Vietnamese army when she was interrogated. The only task she left was of course to commit adultery by the Vietnamese officers. Although Azhen fought to the death, she had no choice but to get into the tiger's mouth and was tied up. She had been gang-raped by hundreds of Vietnamese in less than a month.
She was not only raped by lustful officers in the Vietnamese military camp, but also endured the bullying of Vietnamese female soldiers.When they didn't use her, they tied her up and locked her in a wooden cage. The cage was so small that she couldn't straighten her waist or stretch her legs, so she could only lie in curl up.
As soon as the fierce Vietnamese female soldiers were idle, they either poked her vagina and anus with sticks or poured them on her body with cold water.Once, she used two bamboo pieces to hold her newly developed breasts and tied them to death until the next day a male officer mentioned her to gang rape her.
More than a month later, the war ended, and the secret service team transferred to Cambodia and secretly took her there.
In Cambodia, in order to curry favor with his superiors, the leader of the special agent troupe actually gave Azhen, who had been tired of being played, as a gift to the commander of the Kampong Military Region.The old guy couldn't put it down with this young Chinese female soldier. After raped her for a week, in order to be able to play with her for a long time, he handed her over to the officers' club at the Kampson Base.
There, in addition to being sent to the old guy regularly, she was gang-raped by Vietnamese officers who went to the club to have sex every day, and the Russians from the Soviet advisory group stationed in the local area often used her to vent her desires.
Because the Vietnamese and Soviets were already tired of the Vietnamese women who were shameless in the club, she was very popular and lined up outside the room every day.Later, the Vietnamese and the Soviets fought to steal her and fired guns. The old guy was afraid that things would be too big and it would be difficult to end, so he secretly sold her to the Thai underworld.
She heard that her selling price was $5,000.She just turned 18 that year.
After listening to her narrative, we cried together.Fate is so stunning. It is 30 years apart, and it is also in the 18-year-old flower season. It is also because of a small accident that a beautiful and brilliant life falls into the bottomless abyss, and cannot survive or die.
We cried so hard that we forgot everything, we cried until it was dark until we were taken to pick up customers, and continued our life that was worse than that of pigs and dogs.
Azhen became a different person from that day and began to take the initiative to cater to the client's request. I don't know if it was really giving up, or if it was like we did in the past, trying to paralyze the men and let them relax so that we could find opportunities to end our miserable life.I really can't bear to point her out again. These perverts have a super sensitive sense of smell. As long as you have a slight desire to seek death, they will not give you a chance; when you get freedom from them, you will have no desire.
Azhen soon became the most popular girl in the "Black Dragon Cave". She had both the young beauty I had lost, and the deepest fear and painful reaction to men that other girls had no idea of what they were.I really don’t know whether to be grateful for her or sad for her. In short, another pure girl was destroyed in the hands of these evil men.
What I didn't expect was that the boss didn't let her go.
On the 10th day when Azhen surrendered to their tyranny, we picked up ten Japanese people. They tossed us all night, and everyone was weak and they fell asleep after returning to the room.
In the afternoon, I had just woken up and had not yet gotten up. Azhen was still asleep and still not awake. Aqing suddenly brought someone to break in, opened Azhen's handcuffs, pulled her up and left.Azhen didn't know what was going to happen, so she screamed in fear.
I turned over and got out of bed, grabbed Aqing's hand and asked: Where are you going to take her?
He shook his hand and said fiercely: Don’t worry!After saying that, he forced Azhen to take her away.
I was really worried, so I followed her and saw that they took her to the "Black Dragon Cave".
When they got inside, they took off Azhen's clothes and handcuffed them, and ordered her to kneel naked on a two-foot-high wooden platform.This posture is very shameful. If Azhen refuses to do it, they beat her and threaten her. She is really helpless and has to kneel down as they say.
A light hit the stage, Azhen's snow-white body looked particularly attractive. Ah Qing watched it with interest for a while and said: Miss Jenny has a good potential. You are becoming more and more popular with customers now. However, you are still an uncarved piece of uncarved jade. I want to carve you into a tool now. You will be the most popular girl in Bangkok.
Azhen didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, so she lowered her head and didn't say anything, and she seemed to be afraid of the cold.
Ah Qing took out a 10 baht coin and said to her: Put this in your little pussy and don’t fall out!
Azhen shivered all over, blushed her face and shook her head repeatedly, and cried: No...No!I don't……
A Qing asked with a straight face: Why can’t it work?Can't put it in?
His subordinates burst into laughter, and Azhen's face turned redder, she just shook her head and cried, unable to say a word.
A Qing winked, and the two big men held A Zhen's legs one by one. A Qing stretched out her hand and pushed the coin away, and forced the coin into it.Azhen twisted her body twice, and couldn't move, but the coin fell out with a sound.
Ah Qing checked the coin, stuffed it into her vagina again, and ordered her: Clam it!But as soon as he let go, the coin fell out again.
His face sank and said: It seems that you still have toast and not eat the punishment. Come on, help her!
Several big men responded and hung Azhen up with all their might.They brought another wooden bar a meter long, tied her feet to both ends, and pulled the wooden bar high, and Azhen's legs were hung in the air.She screamed and struggled in pain, but it was completely useless.
Two big men pinched Azhen's labia and pulled it hard to both sides, expanding her vagina to the maximum. Aqing brought a small instrument and plugged it in the power supply. The traffic lights on it flashed. He pinched a thin metal needle that led out from the instrument and probed into her vagina.
I couldn't help but think of the scene when Lin Jie was tortured, and shouted outside in a hurry: No!You guys put her down!I smashed the door, but the door was locked tightly from the inside, and no one paid attention to me.
A Qing slaps her hands and the needle is fixed into A Zhen's body. I know that it must have been pierced into the flesh of her clitoris.
A Qing picked up the coin again and said to A Zhen who was panting and moaning constantly: Look, hold this thing tightly and you will be fine. If it falls out, hum...
After saying that, she turned on a switch. Azhen suddenly shook all over and her limbs were struggling, and she pulled her chains and roared. She screamed shrillly: Ah... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh... oh...
Ah Qing suddenly stuffed the coin into her vagina. Strangely, her trembling stopped, but the coin quickly slid out. When it fell to the ground, Ah Zhen suddenly struggled again, and shouted: Ah... It hurts Ah... It's quick... Give me... Ah... Only then did I realize that there was a thin wire connected to the coin.
Ah Qing checked the coins, looked at Ah Zhen's white body twisting wildly, and said slowly: I'll help you again, don't blame me if I fall out again.After saying that, he stuffed the coin into her vagina again.
Azhen's vagina immediately twitched nervously, her labia stood up straight, and the vaginal opening was shrinking, but at the same time, mucus flowed out. The smooth coins slid out bit by bit as the mucus lubricated. Azhen shouted in a hurry: No... no... help me... please help me... but the coin still slid out ruthlessly.
After Azhen struggled and screamed helplessly for a while, they stuffed her coins again.This time, Azhen tried to tighten her thighs, but her feet were tied tightly and could not move at all, so she had to move all the muscles in her lower abdomen, hoping to keep the coins in her body... After three times, she was sweating all over her face, her whole body twitched, and she couldn't breathe evenly.
Ah Qing turned off the power and stuffed the coin in again. Ah Zhen's lower body seemed to be frozen and didn't know how to use force. The coin fell out immediately. She was so anxious that she shouted: No... do it again... I will...
In this way, they tortured her dozens of times. When she was having supper, she was able to keep the coins in her vagina for 5 minutes.When Azhen was put down, she could no longer walk, so I almost hugged her back to the room.
She seemed very hardworking when picking up the customers that night and the customers were very satisfied.
The next afternoon, A Qing's subordinates came again, and the same method was the way. They tortured her for the rest of the afternoon. Finally, she was able to hold the coin firmly in her body.Unexpectedly, on the third day, they exchanged a smaller coin to train her, which made her struggle in pain for two more days.
Finally, after ten days of cruel training, she was able to hold any kind of coin in her vagina.But she had just breathed a sigh of relief. Ah Qing kept her again on the morning of the 11th day. He took out an iron rod as thick as a pencil and asked her to clamp it with her vagina.
The thing was heavy, with a layer of shiny chrome on the surface, which was slippery and heavy, and it was almost unimaginable to clamp it with your vagina. Azhen was so scared that she was trembling all over when she saw it, but she knew she had to do it, otherwise they would have many ways to make her submit.She didn't dare to refuse, but just begged him to give herself three days.
Ah Qing shook her head and said: No, I will only give you one day!
Azhen's face turned red, and tears were circling in her eyes. She knew that it would be useless to ask for it any more, so she nodded and agreed.She took the iron rod and returned to the room, her hands were still handcuffed, and she knelt on the ground and started practicing constantly.Looking at her pretty pity, I felt so distressed, but there was no way to save her.
Before she went to pick up the customers in the evening, she actually practiced it, and even mucus flowed out of her lower body. She could still clamp the iron rod firmly in her vagina and not fall off. I felt as relieved as her.
The next morning, she took the iron rod and handed over to Aqing. Aqing didn't look at her clamping the iron rod, but just asked her to kneel on the ground and inserted her fingers into her vagina. As a result, as soon as she touched the tender red flesh wall, the vaginal fluid flowed out..., and even fiddled with her labia, her lower body would involuntarily flow.They used cruel means of electric shock to the most tender and sensitive parts of a woman's body, causing the 18-year-old girl to develop physiological conditioning reflexes.
A Qing then asked a subordinate to insert his penis into Azhen's lower body, preventing him from moving, but only letting Azhen use force like an iron rod. As a result, he actually ejaculated in Azhen's body more than ten minutes later, and Azhen was so tired that she was panting and sweating.
From then on, Azhen's unique skill, one to ten or ten to hundreds, became her repertoire.Some wealthy men who were older and lack energy came to the door, and tied Azhen up like a rice dumpling, and then stuffed her soft penis into her vagina. The old monk was as though he had no movement as if he had entered a meditation, making Azhen squeeze their cocks hard and thrust them up all with the strength of his lower body muscles, and then rub their cocks happily to produce sperm.
Azhen is really a miserable girl. In less than a month after she arrived at the "Crystal Palace", she took on the responsibility and asked her for more and more customers. More than half of the guests she picked up in the "Heilong Cave" every night, and she was exhausted every day.The boss was so happy that he couldn't straighten his waist and found that she was a treasure pot, but he was not satisfied and pushed Azhen into a darker abyss step by step.
One night in November, we were approaching the end of serving a group of Taiwanese. The two old guys put Azhen, who was tied up tightly on the platform, opened her labia, and slowly cleaned her vagina, which had been inserted by five men and was filled with semen. I was holding a middle-aged man's cock and licking the residual serum for him, and the other two girls were also helping the guests to clean up the last time.
At this time, the boss brought Ah Qing in. We were nervous when we saw him because he rarely came here during our pick-up time.
The boss exchanged a few greetings with a bald man in his 50s among the guests. Ah Qing went over and dragged Ah Zhen off the stage and asked her to kneel at the boss's feet.The boss touched Azhen's delicate face and said: Jenny is a popular Ah now!Boss Wang is a hot big shot in the Taiwan industry. He ran far away to Bangkok and just wanted to ask you to fly him once!
Azhen raised her delicate face and looked at the boss in confusion. It was the first time I heard this saying "massing the plane", I don't know what it means.
The boss laughed and said: Massing the plane is to use your little hands to help Boss Wang fire!
Azhen's face turned red, her head lowered deeply, and tears fell down.
I fully understand her mood. Although we are a toy that men do randomly here, whether it is rape, oral sex or binding, we are always passive, and we can comfort ourselves psychologically by having to.It seems simple and unremarkable to help a man produce ejaculation with his hands. The man's penis has not even entered the woman's body, but the woman must be completely proactive and need to abandon all shamefulness. Therefore, although sometimes customers ask for this, we always try every means to perfunctorily and would rather let him rape him. That kind of spiritual humiliation is unbearable.
But now Azhen was forced to a dead corner. Ah Qing had untied the rope that tied her up, handcuffed her hands in front, hanging on her abdomen, and the clients who had almost finished cleaning up surrounded him to see the climax of this last scene.
Only then did I remember that Boss Wang did almost nothing in the middle of the night, and was staring at Azhen being played with. It turned out that he had been waiting for the last moment.It seems that the boss had planned it long ago. He wanted to use this method to wipe out Azhen's final shame and turn her into an absolute prostitute.
A Zhen's naked body was trembling slightly. She must be enduring great pain in her heart. She knew very well that the boss could not refuse.As long as she has some hesitation, they will make her suffer ten times and a hundred times more, and then she will have to do what they asked her to do.
She raised her head with tears in her face, walked to Boss Wang's legs, stretched out her hands with shiny handcuffs, and trembled and untied the belt of Boss Wang's wide nightgown.Inside the nightgown, Boss Wang's penis was like a sleeping flesh worm, lying softly between his legs. Azhen stretched out his slender and tender little hand and gently picked it up, carefully preventing the cold handcuffs from touching Boss Wang's thighs.
The ten slender jade fingers of the two white and tender little hands trembled and gently stroked them. Boss Wang raised his face and closed his eyes comfortably, enjoying this ecstasy moment. Everyone around him focused on Azhen's movements, watching her breasts rising up and down in less than two months as the movements were stroking.
Azhen's movements became bigger and bigger, faster and faster, and her penis was slowly expanding, but her eyes were always looking at the ground beside her, not daring to look at the cock in her hand.
Boss Wang suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Azhen's face and said: Little girl, what are you looking at?
Azhen had to turn her eyes to her hands, and her face suddenly turned red to her neck. It turned out that the cock in her hand was as thick as a stick.She didn't dare to look away anymore, and stared at the cock in her hand and kept stroking it.
Boss Wang began to hum happily, his penis swelling as if it was about to explode, hard as an iron rod, and the dark green blood vessels were lying on the surface of the penis like thick earthworms.But after Azhen stroking it for half an hour, she was already panting and sweating profusely. He just couldn't sperm and was still smiling at the girl's swollen face. It seemed that he was indeed a veteran of beauty hunting.
Azhen realized that there was something wrong, so she begged at Boss Wang with tears in her eyes, hoping that he would let him go. Who knew that this old guy had colluded with the boss, and even closed his eyes, raised his body, and hummed happily.
Azhen's face began to turn from red to white, and tears flowed down her face. She understood that she had to pass this level today.She gritted her teeth in her heart, bent down, opened her cherry mouth to lick his scrotum. Boss Wang's body shook obviously and her moans became louder.
Azhen licked a few times and simply put his two balls into his mouth. While stroking his cock, he sucked the balls squeaked. The penis began to react obviously, and it started to jump gently, and the urethra on the glans opened and closed.
Seeing this, Azhen opened her mouth and stretched out her pink tongue to lick the surface of his purple glans for several times. When she saw liquid oozing out, she buried her head again, held Dandan and licked it hard. At the same time, her hand stroked it faster and faster and harder.
Finally, the penis jumped suddenly, and a thick and lewd white liquid rushed out of the penis and sprayed it onto Azhen's face and chest, covering her nose, lips and breasts.
Boss Wang breathed a long sigh and shouted: OK, that’s great!
Azhen sighed deeply, her face pale, and she was almost sagging.
Since then, Azhen has really changed and rarely shed tears. All the ways for men to torture women, such as anal sex, oral sex, enema, two-pronged approach, and three people walking together, have tried it on her. She no longer resisted or refused.I understand that she has fully understood what I said to her. We women can't resist them. This sentence contains such a cruel reality, and her heart is dead.
After December, the peak season for brothels has arrived, especially the number of Japanese customers has increased significantly. It seems that after a year of hard work, they will go to this country known as a paradise for men to vent their vent.
One night at the beginning of the month, a group of Japanese people booked the "Black Dragon Cave" all night. There were 12 of them, all young people in their twenties or thirty years old.
Of course, the focus of their playing is Azhen.When Azhen was tied up by them, her legs were wide open and her vagina was lying on the platform, a Japanese man in his 30s flipped over her labia, grabbed her oily black and dense pubic hair, and talked happily with his companions about something.
After talking for a while, they called the foreman in and talked for a long time.Azhen was tied up on the platform with ropes and stared at them with big eyes, wondering what they were going to do.
They talked to the foreman for a long time, and the foreman went out to call A Qing in dismay. When they told A Qing, he nodded readily. I had a premonition that they were going to come up with new tricks to torture A Zhen.
After Ah Qing left, several Japanese began to rinse Ah Zhen's vagina with clean water. Ah Zhen had some idea of what happened, and a worried look appeared on her face.
Someone sent two things in a while. When I saw that it was a razor and shaving cream used by a man, I suddenly understood, God!They want to shave off Azhen's pubic hair.
Azhen also understood what was going on, and she showed a fearful look in her eyes, trying desperately to move her bound body, but she was so tied that she couldn't even move a finger. She could only look at the Japanese's movements in despair, muttering in a low voice: No... don't give it to me... don't Ah... That's the pity look like a little Aries tied to a case to be slaughtered.
The Japanese started to operate with laughter and white foam quickly covered her lower body. It seemed that between her legs, it seemed like cotton was growing, and nothing could be seen.
The Japanese man in his 30s picked up the razor, and Azhen was so nervous that she shook all over. The two Japanese men held her naked body, and the razor with a cold light began to slide on her snow-white skin.The sharp blade cut across the skin and made a crackling sound. Wherever the blade passed, the shaving cream on Azhen's lower body was pulled out of a long corridor, and no grass grew wherever she went.
Azhen began to moan sadly, and tears fell on her long eyelashes again.As the razor shaves down one by one, the shaving cream is rapidly decreasing. The thick black pubic hair that originally covered Azhen's lower abdomen and vagina disappears. Azhen's moans also begin to become confused, and a hint of excitement and satisfaction are brought out from the pain and humiliation.
After cleaning all the shaving cream, the Japanese man pressed down on Azhen's anus and carefully shaved the remaining hair around him, as if he was modifying some valuable work of art. Finally, he pushed apart his labia and shaved some of the fine hairs remaining in the corners. He even shaved back and forth twice on his labia.
After shaving, he let go, and a young man brought a wet towel and carefully wiped her lower body.
After the completion, all the clients gathered around the platform to admire their masterpiece: under the bright light, the body tightly bound by rough ropes made charming moans, the snow-white butt was smooth and tender, and there was no grass growing. The purple-black anus and purple-red labia were like two dazzling little flowers blooming on the uneven flesh-drying earth.
The Japanese were so proud that they picked up the camera and started taking pictures, but Azhen tried her best to turn her face to the side and cried silently.
Looking at this smooth body, I couldn't help but think of my elder sister, Lin Jie's lower body with her pubic hair pulled out and her undeveloped and bare vagina when Xiao Wu was stripped naked for the first time.
That night, these Japanese people worked very hard, and Azhen's screams were also particularly shrill.
For several days after that, Azhen's face was very bad, and she was even ashamed to let the guests look at her lower body.
About three or four days later, I accidentally vented that Azhen was walking uncomfortable, so I asked her quietly: Azhen, what's wrong with you?
She said to me with a red face: Sister Yuan, she is so tired from the bottom, she feels so uncomfortable when she walks.
Then I remembered that my elder sister and Lin Jie's pubic hair were both rooted, so it never grew out for life, and Azhen's pubic hair was scraped off by a knife and would definitely grow again. And when it grew half long and not short, it was hard and not as soft as before, and it would definitely be uncomfortable to walk.Alas, this very pity Azhen!
Unexpectedly, a whole week later, when Azhen's pubic hair had just grown, another group of Japanese came. When they came, they had to shave Azhen's pubic hair first, and they said they had booked it in advance.
After I inquired later, I found out that the boss actually used this as a selling point and shaved Azhen's pussy hair at a fixed time every week. The price of this game was twice as high as usual, and there were so many responders, and it was scheduled to be three months later.
We spent Christmas Eve in this way. Listening to the crackling sound of the razor shaving on Azhen's lower body, I couldn't help but feel deeply sad for her. But what's even more sad is that I heard a well-dressed Japanese pointing at Azhen who was letting others ask the boss: How much does it cost to play with her if she makes her belly bigger? That expression seemed as if asking how much it would cost to wash a piece of clothing.
Azhen also heard his question. She just quietly shed tears, never resisted or begged again, because she knew that all of this was useless.As long as the customers are willing to pay and they are willing to make her belly bigger, the boss will ask them to make her belly bigger, and she must have a big belly for them to play with. Azhen, who is tied tightly to the stage, is a lamb that can be fiddled with.
In just a few months, Ah Zhen has become the signature of "Crystal Palace", and "Crystal Palace" has once again dominated the romantic scene in Bangkok because of her.
On New Year's Day in 1980, the boss suddenly came to my room and said to me: Annie, from today on, you can stop picking up customers.
When I heard this, my heart beat faster and tears immediately flowed down.For 30 years, I went from a flower-like girl to a walking corpse.My career as a sex slave and a sex doll has finally come to an end. I was 47 years old that year.
The next morning I went to find my boss and I wanted to leave "Crystal Palace" immediately, which is a place that makes me sad.
The boss pondered for a moment and said: You can't leave. You are still a black man here. The police can catch you and leave at any time. You can help you with your work here first. I'll find an opportunity to get your identity done for you.Moreover, you are so weak, and you can take care of living here.
It's Ah, I was sold to Thailand. People are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts. I have my own motherland, but I can't go back.
Seeing that my eyes were red, the boss quickly said: You can stay here, and everyone will call you Aunt An from now on.
I thought about it and was really worried about Azhen, so I agreed to stay, mainly to take care of Azhen.
A few more years later, maybe it was because of the 30 years that I was losing too much, or maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine they gave me. I grew old very quickly, as if I was 70 years old.I even had difficulty walking, let alone working, so I quit my job and lived in the house provided by the boss behind the "Crystal Palace".
I knew I shouldn't have continued to live in this world for a long time. When I was 18 years old, I wanted to die but failed, but later I couldn't die because I still had a debt I had not paid off. Once I paid off this debt, I could meet Sister Xiao, Lin Jie, Shi Jie and Xiao Wu.Xiao Yuan talked all night that day, and we just ate a little in the room to satisfy our hunger.She seemed to be telling someone else's story, and my calm tone surprised me.
At around 10 o'clock the next morning, she finished speaking the last word, as if she had used up her last bit of strength.I didn't know what to say to her, she said tiredly that it was time to go back. I asked her if she needed to send her back. She shook her head sadly and asked me to call the thrift store owner and pick her up.
My heart felt an unbearable heaviness, so I immediately called the tour guide and told him that I was not healthy and needed to return to China immediately. The next day I returned to Guangzhou.
About a month later, I called the thrift store owner from Changsha to ask about Xiao Yuan's condition. He choked and told me that Anne had a heart attack the night he had seen me, and had passed away when she was discovered the next morning. It was the time for me to take off from Bangkok Airport.
A once young and beautiful life disappeared like this.
She had been struggling for 40 years, as if to wait for my appearance, waiting for the tragic and humiliation that the other four young and beautiful lives that she carried on her body finally experienced, to her family and comrades who would definitely not be able to completely forget them.
She fulfilled her mission with her broken body and left calmly.
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