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It was another good haul of white flesh. Mr. Lee was almost bored with the constant routine of captured young females who found themselves brought here to this large basement complex in the seedier section of Chinatown. He was aware that fresh-looking white girls were considered exotic and were in big demand to serve in the area’s many sex-trade venues, but to Mr. Lee, these pale bitches just couldn’t compare with the natural beauty of Asian women. But business is business, of course….
“Alright, then, let’s give her another session before letting her down. Just medium whipping this time – and watch out for that skin of hers; she seems to mark easily. After that, we’ll bring in two or three more. I don’t think that this group is going to be difficult. they all seem to be the sort that will break easily….”
In fact, it was a very rare occasion when one of the white captives posed any kind of problem when it came to being broken in. The Chinatown gangsters had perfected an intense program consisting of hard punishment, sleep deprivation, rape and mental torture that usually resulting in turning out a completely dispirited, broken and obedient slave-cunt within three week’s time from when she was first brought in.
“Catherine” – whose original name had been Anna – was an good example of the efficient training regimen of her captors. Once a proper young school teacher, “Catherine” now was just being properly introduced to her new owner, Madam Yee, who had purchased her to serve some of her more upscale clients who wanted something other than the Madam’s usual assortment of hardened, big-mileage, often drug-addicted house whores. Young “Catherine’s” relative freshness would earn big cash from those perverts who wouold lust to ruin her.
Madame Yee’s first task for “Catherine” would be more personal and intimate as she guided the girl’s mouth to her waiting pussy. Catherine, trained so well and so compliant in these matters, immediately began to earn her keep.
Yes, it was sometimes so hard, sometime practically impossible for a madam to resist the urge to use a beautiful new slave as her own personal sextoy instead of putting her to work whoring and bringing the money in as originally planned.
But mostly, the people who ran the Chinatown flesh houses were interested in the bottom line and a newly-purchased white slave was usually soon put to work servicing the many Chinatown clients who had developed a taste for these exotic white-skinned maidens and the things that they did so well. Mr. Chin was a regular customer who always reserved the use of petite Marilynn. There was something about Marilynn that served to enliven Chin’s virility. He would reserve her for the entire night – an expensive proposition – and fuck her for hours. Chin was a rough fucker and his hard, long sessions spent mainly slamming Marilynn’s tight butthole always caused her to scream and cry, which only served to make him even more excited and his thick cock to keep it’s hardness for another assault. Maryilyn only relief would come in the morning, when Mr. Chin would allow her to suck him off to one last huge cum-load; so thick and so much of it that she could barely swallow it all.
“Uhhhhhhhh….! You little bitch! So GOOOood!”
Although the majority of Chinatown’s flesh buyers were the owners of whorehouses and sex dens, there were also purchasers who shopped solely for slavegirls for their personal use. Mr. Lee always made a courtesy call to one couple whenever a new influx of captives came in. Mr. and Mrs. Chang were longtime customers and connoisseurs of fresh white slave meat. By Mr. Lee’s count, they had bought over 50 young slaves in the four years that they had been acquainted with each other. Lee never knew the fate of any of the slaves that he had sold them – and given Mr. Chang’s reputation, it was not a good idea to even think of asking.
This visit was a very special one, Lee knew, because for the first time, they had brought a third party with them. Lucy Chang, their 22 year-old daughter, was being given a slave, her very first slave, as a birthday present.
“Now remember, dear,” Mrs. Chang reminded her daughter. “Choosing a slave must be a purely a matter of what you want. Don’t think too much about it – it’s always better to choose on your instinct. You know when you see the right one. Any one of them will please you simply because you command it. But it will please you more if you get the one who causes a little reaction in your cunt; that’s usually the one for you…”
It was another good haul of white flesh. Mr. Lee was almost bored with the constant routine of captured young females who found themselves brought here to this large basement complex in the seedier section of Chinatown. He was aware that fresh-looking white girls were considered exotic and were in big demand to serve in the area’s many sex-trade venues, but to Mr. Lee, these pale bitches just couldn’t compare with the natural beauty of Asian women. But business is business, of course….
“Alright, then, let’s give her another session before letting her down. Just medium whipping this time – and watch out for that skin of hers; she seems to mark easily. After that, we’ll bring in two or three more. I don’t think that this group is going to be difficult. they all seem to be the sort that will break easily….”
Ming-Chou was a respected (and feared) elder with many connections to important sectors of the Chinatown community, both legal and illegal. And through these connections, Ming was able to easily arrange the occasional purchase of a pretty white slave for his private desires. Ming was a lover of the backdoor, and he liked nothing better than to have his slave positioned in just the right way in order to allow easy access and leverage.
Sometimes Ming would obtain a slave weeks in advance of when he intended to actually fuck her. He found that the extra time spent in a slave’s mental and physical preparation often resulted in her being more responsive and appreciative when it finally became time for her to provide the pleasures that her new Master expected.
“Spider” was the nickname of this rather aggressive younger mob member who had decided to make his mark as a brothel operator. Spider knew that this was the perfect area for him because he really enjoyed the lifestyle. He began to assemble a stable of women to staff his new business, but he was not content to make do with the usual assortment of veteran whores or be content to offer just the usual mattress-in-a-room fare. No, the Spider would procure some fresh meat, previously unused, to work amongst his more experienced whores. The clients would love that special offering and would pay more. He also had the idea of offering more ‘unusual’ forms of entertainment for customers willing to pay a premium to observe or participate in them. Things like providing innocent slaves for torture, abuse and even death.
His first ‘project’ was this crying former college student named Judy, who was now being restrained by two of his regular whores while another whore gleefully administered a heroin needle. Spider chuckled, thoroughly enjoying the scene. Judy would be a helpless druggie by tomorrow and turned into the nastiest of low-life skunks; fucking and sucking on cue; licking assholes and cum of the floor…..
Spider had been right. Judy, in her first weeks, before the heroin began to rob her of her looks and spirit, was bringing in big money. Her steady stream of clients liked how she was so obedient, never resisting or complaining of the rude ways in which they used her.
Mr. Chui, for instance, loved how he could spend a lot of time roughly deep-fucking Judy up her bruised ass between sessions of whipping those white buttocks with his belt. He would command her to repeatedly cry “Please, Master, please!” while he used the belt; that always served to make his cock twitch and immediately begin to harden again for another attack on her captive anus. Yes, she was well worth the high rate that Spider demanded for her…
Madam Tsing had ventured down into the basement of her brothel in order to meet this sweet girl that she had been urged to buy. Her broker had called her, saying that Mr. Lee had just acquired a petite 19 year-old waitress named Monique that he judged to be one of the cutest young things that he’d seen in some time.
“She’d be a great buy for you,” the broker had said. ” Take my word for it, Miss Tsing, the only problem with your getting her is the higher-than-usual price that Lee is demanding for her and the problem that you would have in deciding between putting her to work for you or just keeping her for your person use!”
Tsing respected her broker’s opinion and okayed the purchase. Now, gazing upon the captive Monique, she was doubly impressed. There was something about this girl…. Perhaps she would choose to keep Monique for herself.
“Come here, girl. No need for those tears. If you obey me, I promise that I’ll treat you good, real good. But if you decide to disobey me in any way, I’m going to give you to all of my men friends for a week-long rape party. You’re so pretty that you’re making my nipples hard! Want to see for yourself? Here, look at your Mistress’s big, beautiful tits. Look at how this nipple has swollen up! Here’s your chance to show me if you deserve to treated gently – lick this nipple with that pretty little tongue of yours…..”
“Mmmm….that’s it….Now suck on it a bit…..Ohhh…”
Other slave girls were not as lucky at being bought by such a considerate Chinatown madam as Madam Yee. Some of the other madams in the flesh business there had appetites that were much more off the scale than even their most hardened and perverse customers. And sometimes those madams, given the total power over their young and vulnerable white slavegirls, were unable to resist indulging themselves -even when it meant incurring a financial loss for them….
In another section of Chinatown, another of Mr. Lee’s satisfied customers was in the midst of a particularly vigorous get-acquainted session with his new purchase. It was what he called the welcome to slavery whipping…