Sixteen year old May Ling was tied down to the water bed so she could move nothing but her head and her hips.
The naked man, her sex master, went to his dresser drawer, where he kept his torture equipment and pulled out a black glove.
He returned to the other side of the bedroom so the little Oriental girl could see what he was doing.
He put the glove on slowly, making sure it was on as tight as possible.
"Do you know what I am going to do with this glove?" the sex master asked his slave while making a fist and opening it.
May Ling shook her head that she did not. Her eyes were wide with amazement.
"Let me explain it to you then. I am going to stuff my fist all the way up your cunt. You may never feel pain like this is going to cause again."
A cold chill of fear ran up and down the little girl's spine.
But she needed the pain, the agony. For she knew by that time that without the agony there could be no ecstasy!
CHAPTER ONE
May Ling walked calmly into her bedroom and shut the door behind her.
At last she was alone in the house and she could do whatever she wanted.
She was sixteen years old and what she wanted was sexual pleasure.
She had never had an orgasm before and she figured it was high time she found out what all the fuss was about.
Ever since she was thirteen she had felt a strange ache in her loins and she knew that ache was a sign she was becoming a woman.
She had kept herself from touching her own pussy because her mother had told her that masturbation was dirty and only dirty girls did it.
For a year May Ling had been having trouble sleeping at night because she found herself thinking about boys and before she knew it her cunt was wet and slippery and she was making a wet stain in the front of her panties.
Well, she just couldn't put up with the frustration any more.
It was getting to the point where she felt like screaming every time she saw a handsome guy.
If she had to be a dirty little girl to relieve the anxiety her body was giving her, then that was just too bad.
She had friends at school who masturbated and none of them had been led down the road to corruption.
What could possibly be wrong with giving yourself pleasure? May Ling wondered.
Now, alone in her room, May Ling knew the moment was upon her and she could feel the walls of her cunt, deep up inside of her, throbbing in expectation.
She slowly took off her shirt and cupped her hands under her large breasts.
May Ling was a remarkably beautiful little girl.
But she was not vain like the other pretty girls she went to school with and she had never been much of a flirt.
There was a full length mirror in front of May Ling's bed and she stood in front of it and looked at her tits.
There was no doubt about it. She was becoming a woman. She let her fingers rub gently against her nipples and she thrilled at how sensitive she was there.
Those nipples were hard and stuck way out. When she touched them wonderful signals went down her spine directly to her cunt.
May Ling's grandparents on both sides had been born in China but the young girl considered herself one hundred percent American.
She lived with her mother and father in a nice apartment in the Cobble Hill section of Brooklyn.
For some time the boys in her high school had been flirting with her, and asking her out.
But she had always said no and had done her best to ignore them.
She thought she was too young to be going out with boys and her mother had encouraged her celibacy.
But now she wasn't so sure anymore. She was beginning to feel more and more like a grown up and she wanted to do all of the things that adults did.
And that included getting laid. May Ling could feel her attitudes about things changing rapidly and she suspected her days as a virgin were numbered.
If sex felt anywhere near as good as she figured it would, she wanted to give it a try real soon.
But May Ling was a lot more naive than she thought she was.
She knew nothing about how boys thought and it didn't occur to her that there were evil boys out there in the real world who would want to take advantage of her, and even hurt her.
She thought love-making was always like it was in the movies: soft and gentle.
She didn't know that she had to be very careful in picking her first sexual partner.
She had no idea the awful mess she could get herself into if she wasn't careful.
She stood sideways in front of the mirror so she could see how big her tits had gotten to be.
May Ling was wearing skin tight designer jeans that showed off her round perfectly shaped ass.
She had a very slim waist and her body was shaped like an hour glass.
She had long straight black hair that hung over her shoulders.
It was soft, smooth and shiny. Her hair had the texture of silk.
She had full pouting lips that the boys she went to school with seemed to think were very kissable, even though none of them had ever been allowed to kiss her.
Her breasts were firm and high on her chest. She never wore a bra. She had no need to. Her tits did not sag in the least.
She was a very petite sixteen year old. She had barely made it to five feet before she stopped growing upward, and she weighed only ninety-five pounds.
Both her mother and father were small so she had never expected to grow very big.
May Ling remained in front of the mirror and undid the snap at the top of her pants.
She imagined strip tease bump and grind music playing in the background and she swung her round hips from side to side as she peeled off her jeans.
She could see how wet the front of her white cotton panties had gotten from the juices that had spilled out of her pussy.
She pulled down her panties also and stood facing the mirror.
She could see the black bush of pubic hair that grew above her slit.
She ran the palms of her hands down her sides over her hips. She was amazed at how good it felt when she caressed herself and she knew the best was yet to come.
She sat down on the edge of the bed and parted her thighs.
In the mirror she could see the swollen outer lips of her cunt.
She could see those lips were wet and shiny from her lubrication.
There was a ball of aching pleasure in her cunt that grew as she prepared to touch her pussy.
Using the middle finger on her right hand she rubbed those thick lips and moaned out loud at how good that felt.
She had long slim fingers with perfect long red fingernails.
Using two fingers she pulled open her cunt and with the other hand she dipped into her honey pot.
She could smell the rich musky odor of her emerging womanhood rising from her wet cunt.
She did not insert her fingers into her fuck hole because she still had her cherry and she did not want to hurt herself.
She watched herself carefully in the mirror as she used a single finger to explore all the nooks and crannies inside her cunt.
She gasped and began to breathe hard as the tension and pleasure down there increased with leaps and bounds.
She leaned back even further, putting her weight on the small of her back.
Now she could also see her tiny tight asshole in the mirror.
She pressed the ball at the end of her finger against her anus and ran that finger upward between the lips of her pussy, until she was pressing on her erect clitoris.
She knew enough about the female anatomy to know her clitoris was the center of her sexuality.
And when she touched her clit, her whole body shivered and she became covered with goose flesh.
She kept her finger on her little man in the boat and moved the hyper-sensitive little ball of flesh around with a circular motion.
She could feel years of sexual frustration coming to the surface.
She could tell it wouldn't be much longer before she was going to have her very first orgasm.
She was very excited and she worked her finger over her clit harder and faster.
She wondered how great the tension in her cunt could get before there was some kind of explosion.
She didn't have to wonder long. She forgot to look at herself in the mirror. She closed her eyes tightly and threw her head backward.
She lay back on the bed, still flicking her finger across her clit.
Her back arched and her toes curled under. She let out a loud scream as that ball of pleasure inside her burst and she erupted into a shuddering climax.
She kept her finger on her clit as the great ripples of joy wracked her body.
Time seemed to be suspended during the orgasm and the waves of ecstasy seemed to last forever.
When the last spasm made her body jerk she lay perfectly still and felt the tremendous afterglow her orgasm had given her.
Her body felt brand new and her cunt buzzed wonderfully.
Whatever doubts she might have had were gone now.
Now she knew she needed a cock inside her as soon as possible.
She did not think about love or any kind of lasting relationship.
She just wanted to find a guy with a big cock and get fucked.
Her virginity was no more than a bother to her now.
She knew her mother wanted her to consider her body a sacred temple.
She wanted her daughter to make a man prove his love before she "put out".
But May Ling thought that kind of thinking was old-fashioned and silly.
She knew she could learn to worship a cock the way some people worshiped God.
At that moment, as she lay with her hand still between her legs, she would have given anything for an instant lover.
There was a wet spot on the bedspread beneath her hips from the cunt juices that had spilled out of her pussy and rolled over her smooth thighs.
Her skin was bronze and covered with a thin layer of sweat.
It was springtime, the perfect time to set about to lose one's virginity.
It took May Ling a long time to regain her composure and when she did she got up off her bed, put on her bathrobe and went to the bathroom to take a long hot shower.
She cleansed her cunt and washed away the lubrication that still made it all slippery inside.
May Ling's father was an insurance adjuster who worked in Manhattan and her mother was a substitute teacher.
May Ling always had a couple of hours alone after she got home from school and she planned to make jacking off a part of her daily routine.
At least until she found a real lover to appease her sexual cravings.
Maybe she would even masturbate twice a day, once when she got home from school and once to help her go to sleep at night.
Now that she knew just how good coming felt, she wanted to do it often.
Her thinking became bolder and she decided she did not want to lose her virginity to one of the boys in her high school.
She wanted an experienced lover to pop her bothersome cherry.
She wanted to find a real man to give her her first fuck.
But she had no idea how to go about finding an older man who was willing to initiate a sixteen year old girl to sex.
She knew a lot of men were wary of young girls for fear they would fuck and tell.
But May Ling would be discreet. She just had to find a man.
She went into the living room in their apartment and switched on the television.
There was a news program on, showing a feature story on the New York City single's bar scene.
The lady newscaster was saying how every night a mating ritual took place in many of the bars in Manhattan.
Strangers who sought sex would have a quick drink together in these bars and then would hurry off for guiltless casual sex.
May Ling had a fake I.D. that said she was eighteen, and she decided a singles bar was just the place to go to find a man.
She quickly formulated a game plan in her mind. She would tell her parents she was spending Friday night at a girlfriend's house and then she would forge off on her own and take the subway into the big city.
It was only Wednesday so she would have to wait for a couple of days.
She was so excited about the prospect of getting laid that she felt like she was going to jump right out of her skin.
She told herself to calm down and be patient. She had waited this long. What was a couple more days in terms of a lifetime of sexual pleasure.
Friday seemed like it took forever to arrive. All that day in school May Ling could not concentrate in class. She found herself staring out the window many times, lost in a pleasant daydream.
It never occurred to her once that the men who frequent singles bars are often cruel.
But, of course, Friday did finally come and when May Ling got home from school she went out of her way to make herself look as sexy as possible.
She took a long hot shower, put on a red pair of panties she bought at Bloomingdale's, a tight red dress with a slit up the side that went down to the middle of her calf, and her highest pair of spike high heels.
May Ling's mother thought it was odd that May Ling was getting so dressed up just to spend the night at a girlfriend's house, but the little girl had always been good and trustworthy in the past, so she had no reason to say anything.
She did, however raise a suspicious eyebrow at her daughter.
Just before May Ling left she put a little musk oil behind her ears, on her wrists, on her nipples, and on the insides of her thighs, just above the top of her stockings.
She checked in her pocket book to make sure she had her fake I.D. and, swinging that pocket book at her side, was out the door in a shot and was bouncing down Henry Street in Brooklyn.
She was a little nervous but mostly she was just excited.
She felt as if she was on her way to a wonderful new adventure.
Since it was springtime the days were getting longer and even though it was almost seven-thirty, there was still a lot of light outside and the streetlights had not come on yet.
The boys in the Carroll Street playground were still playing baseball and shouting and cussing.
May Ling thought for a moment about how recently it seemed she was a torn boy and played baseball and stoop ball and other Brooklyn games.
But she knew she could never be one of the guys again.
Now she was on her way to becoming a full-fledged woman.
She caught the F-train into Manhattan and was conscious during the trip of the men looking at her.
She was filled with confidence when they looked at her that way.
She could tell she was very attractive to men.
And she knew she would have no trouble finding one who was willing to make love to her.
The train ride seemed like it lasted a long time.
The train stopped between stops a couple of times and May Ling found herself very impatient.
She could feel that old familiar ache in her loins when she thought about the evening ahead.
She could already feel her pussy lubricating herself and she knew there was a wet mark in the front of her red Bloomingdale's panties.
She got off the subway at thirty-fourth street and began to walk east.
She had asked some of the girls at school who had older sisters where was the best place to go pick up men and was told there was a bar on third avenue called Mikio's, where it wouldn't be any problem.
Every night after work that bar tilled up with singles looking for a mate for the evening.
By ten o'clock everyone had paired off and the place was next to empty.
That was why May Ling had gotten such an early start.
She wanted to hook herself a successful businessman who would treat her nice and spend a lot of money on her before they hit the sack to fuck.
She was afraid if she showed up too late all of the best catches would be gone and she would have to settle for something less than her fantasy indicated.
She was not used to wearing a dress and high heels and there was cute lack of grace in the way she walked.
She resembled a calf, or perhaps a fawn, taking her first steps on shaky legs.
But what legs they were! Every man who passed her on the street turned his head to check her out from the rear view.
Several whistled at her and May Ling felt a warm glow in her chest when she heard that.
She was sick of being a little girl and she knew those whistles meant she was saying good-bye to that part of her life forever.
She could feel butterflies flying around inside her belly as she got to third avenue and turned north to Mikio's.
She stood outside of the bar and took a deep breath.
She wanted to look very cool as she entered the place.
She did not want her nervousness to show in the slightest.
She opened the door and entered the bar with long strides.
She concentrated on walking on her heels so she would not stumble.
The bar was a lot darker than she had thought it would be.
It took her eyes several moments to adjust to the point where she could see anything at all.
When she could see, she found that the bar was not terribly crowded. There were several couples sitting talking in the booths and there were scattered singles sitting at the bar itself.
There was an empty stool at the end of the bar and May Ling lifted her hips up on that stool slowly, crossing her legs so whatever man was looking would be able to see an ample portion of her leg.
She had hoped there would be more men in the bar just so she would have more to choose from.
But she chalked that off to inexperience and began to screen the candidates that were available.
All of the men who were still unattached were sitting at the bar.
The place was lit only by candles which sat on the bar and at all of the booths.
There was a television set over the bar but it was not turned on.
There was a jukebox playing very loud. May Ling could tell the single set listened mostly to disco music. She figured she could put up with it for a little while, but she was a solid rock and roll girl.
The bartender was a woman wearing leotards that showed off her cleavage.
She was wiping the bar off with a damp rag and working her way down toward May Ling.
But the little girl did not pay any attention to the bartender.
She was looking at the three men who looked like possible dates.
She knew all three of them had noticed her and she was trying to decide which one she liked best.
There was one guy wearing a cowboy hat, and, even though he was handsome and young, May Ling didn't think she would ever be able to fuck a guy who wore a cowboy hat.
Then there was a hippy type with ungroomed hair and a beard who looked like he didn't bathe very often.
Ug! May Ling thought. No way. She wanted a guy who could at least keep his fingernails clean.
And the third man was handsome, fortyish, wearing a three piece gray suit, and sipping a glass of red wine.
Perfect! May Ling thought. She wondered if she should approach him or if she should wait until he approached her.
She was getting more and more nervous by the minute and she wouldn't have known what to say if she walked right up to him.
The bartender got down to May Ling's end of the bar and asked, "What'll it be?"
May Ling was stunned. She usually would have ordered a beer if she was with her girlfriends in Brooklyn but she didn't want to seem like the kind of woman who guzzled beer.
She frowned for a moment, looked at the man with the gray suit, and made her decision.
"I'll have a glass of red wine," she said calmly, listening carefully to her own voice to make sure it wasn't shaking like her knees.
The wine was delivered and May Ling paid for it. It cost two dollars. May Ling had not anticipated it would be so expensive. In Brooklyn there were places where you could get four glasses of wine for that much money.
She took a sip of the wine and looked off into space, keeping the corner of her eye on the, man in the suit without appearing as if she was paying any attention to him.
She felt her heart leap as he stood up and began to walk down the bar toward her.
She took a quick glance in his direction and then looked away.
She was on the verge of panic and she felt for a moment like running away.
But she figured she had gone this far, now she had to take it all the way.
She told herself to calm down as his big body stopped right next to her.
He leaned on the bar and smiled at May Ling with a broad grin that showed off two rows of white straight teeth.
"Hi," he said in a voice that sounded so smooth it reminded the little girl of an FM disc jockey. "I don't think I've ever seen you in here before."
May Ling turned to the man and returned his smile.
"No, this is my first time here. I heard about this place from a girlfriend so I decided to find out what it was like here."
"Well, Mikio's is designed for people to meet each other. My name is Marvin Manning. What's yours?"
"May Ling Ho," she said, still smiling. He was very handsome. Up close she could see he had bright blue eyes that made her immediately trust him. "Pleased to meet you Marvin."
"May Ling, is that Chinese or Korean?"
"Chinese. I'm third generation through. I guess you might say that I'm just really from Brooklyn."
"Would you mind if I bought you a drink?"
"Not at all."
"Maybe we could move to a booth and get to know each other better."
"That would be very nice. Yes, that would be very nice indeed," May Ling said. She quickly gulped down her wine so Marvin would have an excuse to buy her another one. She wasn't much of a drinker and she could feel a warm sensation in her belly from the wine.
The lady bartender brought her another glass and Marvin took her hand and led her to a very dark booth in the back in the corner.
So far everything had gone perfectly. She had been approached by the man she wanted and already they were alone in a dark corner.
She decided she would sip her second glass of wine slowly.
She did not want to get tipsy. She had heard that alcohol deadened the senses.
She wanted all of her nerves to be at a pitch of sensitivity so she would be able to fully appreciate all of the pleasures that were bound to unfold for her during the course of the evening.
Marvin did most of the talking as they chatted in the back of the bar. He told her he was a broker who was doing rather well. He had been married once but had divorced and was currently living alone in a large luxurious penthouse apartment that overlooked Central Park.
"Gee," May Ling said. "I've never seen a penthouse apartment before. I've never been rich or anything."
"Would you like to come over and see mine?" Marvin asked. "I have a bottle of wine on ice at home and it's a lot cheaper to drink there than here. They charge these prices because they know no one stays here very long."
May Ling smiled and said sure. She could feel her heart pounding. She wondered if Marvin had any idea how nervous she was.
She wondered how old he thought she was. Did he know she was still in high school?
Did he care? Would he mind when he found out she was still a virgin? Only time would tell.
May Ling told herself to relax and just go with the flow.
They finished their drinks and stood up. Marvin slipped his arm around May Ling's slim waist and led her out of the bar where he hailed a cab with a remarkably subtle gesture of his arm.
May Ling thought she was in Heaven. She had never been treated like a real lady before.
She could just tell that everything was going to turn out to be perfect.
It never occurred to her how easily Heaven can sometimes turn into Hell.
The cab ride went very quickly and soon they were in the elevator in Marvin Manning's building riding all the way up to the top.
His apartment was stunning and May Ling tried not to show how in awe of it she was.
But, still, her jaw dropped when she saw the huge place with a gigantic window overlooking Central Park and the lights of Eastern Manhattan.
The floor was covered with a thick red shag carpeting.
There was no light switch to turn the lights on and off. Instead there was a dial which could make the lights as bright or dim as desired.
Marvin set the lights at very dim and put some classical music on his quadraphonic sound system.
Then he went to the kitchen to pour the wine as May Ling sat on the big couch looking around the place. She wondered how somebody could get this rich and still be as nice as Marvin seemed to be.
In the kitchen, where May Ling could not see, Marvin was putting a white powder into her drink.
It would totally incapacitate her for a short while. But Marvin only needed a short time to do what he had to do.
He returned from the kitchen carrying a glass of red wine in each hand.
He handed the one in his right hand to May Ling, kept the other, and sat next to her close on the couch.
"So you like my place, May Ling?" he asked, sounding very cool and suave.
"Oh yes, I think it's beautiful. It's by far the nicest place I've ever seen. You must be very successful man."
"Well, I feel a lot more successful now that you are here. Even the apartment looks better with you in it."
"Flattery will get you everywhere," May Ling said with a giggle and took a sip of her wine.
The wine tasted strange to her, bitter or something, but she decided it wasn't a good idea to complain about anything.
May Ling found herself looking around for the bed. She figured out which door was most likely to lead to the bedroom.
Marvin saw May Ling looking around the place with curiosity.
"Why don't you finish your wine and I'll show you around the rest of the place," Marvin suggested.
May Ling tipped her head back and poured the wine down into her belly quickly.
Marvin took her hand and squeezed it gently. She got to her feet and followed him into the room she knew had to be the bedroom.
The bedroom was dominated by a large water bed in the center that had four bedposts and a head board. Tire bedspread was made of some sort of fur. There was a large mirror on the ceiling above the bed and May Ling giggled because she knew what it was for.
Then everything started spinning around for May Ling. She felt very dizzy and she felt as if she needed to sit down before she fell down.
She put her hand up to her eyes and stumbled a little.
"What's the matter, May Ling? Is there something wrong?"
"I think it's just the wine. I have to sit down for a second and I'll be okay."
But that was the last thing May Ling was able to say.
At that point everything went black and she collapsed to the floor.
Marvin Manning stood over the girl on the floor.
He smiled because he knew his plan had worked perfectly.
For the first time in the evening there was a touch of cruelty in his piercing blue eyes.
Now that she was unconscious he could force her to do things she would have kicked and screamed about if she had been alert.
He was very tall and very strong, so he had no trouble lifting the little girl up into his arms.
He walked across the bedroom carrying his latest victim.
He laid her gently down in the center of the water bed.
CHAPTER TWO
Marvin Manning knew the drug would keep her out for quite a while.
He knew he didn't have to rush into anything.
He knew he could take his time and make sure everything was done properly.
He had been sitting in Mikio's every night that week just waiting for one of those slanty-eyed bitches to come in.
His first wife had been Chinese. He had loved her very much but she had kicked him in the stomach.
When he had begged her for mercy she had kicked him in the teeth.
He calmly rolled little May Ling over on her belly.
He grabbed the zipper on the back of her dress between his thumb and forefinger.
The dress was cut low in the back so the zipper went from the middle of her back to the top of her ass.
He pulled the zipper all the way down so he could see the elastic at the top of her red Bloomingdale's panties.
He slipped off her shoes and set them neatly next to each other in the corner of the large bedroom.
Then he pulled the tight red dress over the little girl's shoulders and tugged it off over her legs.
She was lying on her stomach now wearing only her nylon stockings.
Marvin Manning puckered his lips and let out a low whistle.
May Ling was stacked and he could see the curves of her body.
He removed her panties and stockings so she was completely nude.
He could feel his cock start to throb inside his tight gray suit pants.
He told himself to calm down. He didn't want to plug her while she was still asleep.
All he wanted to do while the drug was still working was tie her up so she would be unable to resist once she came to.
But curiosity got the best of him. He ran the palm of his hand over her buttocks.
He was thrilled by how smooth the flesh was there.
Her ass cheeks were firm and round and he could tell he had caught himself a very young victim.
He pulled those cheeks apart so he could see the little girl's asshole.
There was no pubic hair between the cheeks of her ass.
Marvin loved Chinese girl's who didn't have a lot of pubic hair.
He knew that meant their blood was pure Oriental.
He did not want to fuck around with any half-breeds.
He rolled her over so he could see her large breasts.
Once again he sighed at how beautiful she was, and he could feel his fully erect prick throb against his will.
There was a great ache in his balls that he knew only an orgasm would cure.
He let his fingers run lightly over May Ling's nipples.
He wanted to wait until she was awake to do this, but he was impatient.
He put one hand on each of her tits and gave them a sharp squeeze.
"Oh my little precious, my little precious," he repeated to himself.
He was breathing very hard and his voice had a note of insanity in it.
He took his hands off of her tits and decided to explore the region between her legs.
She had a very small black pubic patch just above her slit.
That was just the way he liked them. That was just the way his ex-wife had looked.
That was the way his ex-wife looked right up until the time he dumped her in the East River.
He pulled the little girl's legs apart and got his face down close so he would be able to look at her cunt.
He blinked his eyes as if he hadn't quite seen properly.
He looked again, and sure enough, it was true!
"My God, she's a virgin," the man said aloud. This realization only made him feel hornier.
He felt like he was going to burst open the front of his pants.
His cock felt like it was locked in a prison. He needed to get naked just so his prick would be able to breathe.
He stood in front of the mirror on the back of his bedroom door and winked at himself.
He undid his tie, slid it off and draped it over the door knob.
Then he slipped off his suit coat, put it on a hanger and hung it up in his long closet.
He untucked his shirt, unbuttoned it, pulled it over his shoulders and flung it into the corner.
He ran his hands over his own chest. He told himself what a man he was. He looked at the graying rug of thick hair on his chest and told himself what a great lover he was, and what a great lover he always was going to be.
He cocked his head to one side and watched himself unbuckle his belt.
He kicked off his shoes and unzipped his fly.
He could see the tip of his hard on, which pointed straight upward, sticking out of the elastic at the top of his underwear.
He slipped his pants and his underwear off at the same time.
He threw his jockey shorts in the corner with his button-up shirt and hung the suit pants in the closet.
He sat on the edge of the bed and removed his socks so he was completely naked.
He felt so free without any clothes on. A suit can be like a jail to a man's animal instincts.
And Marvin Manning felt very much like an animal at that point.
He returned to the mirror and looked at his profile.
He ran his hand up and down his cock, admiring how long and thick it was.
It was about nine inches long and the head was swollen and purple.
He thought about how that throbbing rod of his was going to tear the little virgin wide open.
He knew how much he could hurt a little girl like May Ling with his tool.
And there was nothing he liked better than hurting women.
Revenge can be so sweet, he thought to himself.
Then he went to the bottom drawer of his dresser and pulled it open.
This was the dresser he reserved just for bondage and torture equipment.
There were a few stores in New York City that specialized in such equipment and Marvin Manning had been to them all.
He pulled out a couple of pieces of thick rope and held them up in the air to make sure they were the correct length.
He laid the two pieces of rope gently on the water bed and flipped May Ling back over on her belly.
He gathered her wrists together and wrapped the center of one piece of rope three times around them.
Then he tied either end of that rope to the two bedposts at the head of the bed.
He made sure the ropes were so tight around the little girl's wrists that they would bite into the flesh.
He knew that when she woke up she would have lost all feeling in her hands.
He grabbed her by the ankles and pushed on them so her legs were forced to bend at the knees.
He tied her ankles together with her knees bent.
This way, once she woke up, he would be able to fuck her from the rear.
This way she could get up on her elbows and her knees with her ass up in the air.
Now came the toughest part for Marvin Manning.
All he had left to do now was wait for the little girl to wake up so he could fuck the shit out of her.
It would be no fun hurting her if she was not awake to feel the pain.
He looked at her perfect little body and imagined how tight that unused cunt of hers was going to be.
In his whole life he had never busted a cherry before.
It was to be the fulfillment of his last fantasy.
He sat in an easy chair in the corner of the bedroom and riveted his eyes to the little girl's still naked body.
He tried not to think about how horny he was. There would be plenty of time to relieve his urges.
It seemed like a very long time before May Ling began to stir.
But when she did Marvin leaped to his feet and stood next to the bed.
He did not have to worry about gagging her so she couldn't scream.
He didn't care if she began to scream bloody murder and never stopped.
He had taken care of that problem a long time before.
He had spent a lot of time and money to make his whole apartment soundproof.
There was no way the neighbors would ever be able to hear what was going on.
Her body was numb from the tight, binding ropes that held her. May Ling opened her eyes and tried to pull her hands up to her face.
For an agonizing moment she couldn't figure out where she was or how she got there.
She could only feel pain in her wrists and her ankles but she still hadn't figured out what was causing it.
Then it all came back to her at once. She was with a man named Marvin. She was in his apartment and she was naked and tied to the bed.
A great surge of fear ran down the little girl's spine and there was an empty numbness in the pit of her stomach.
Her whole body quickly became covered by a thin layer of cold sweat.
Marvin liked it when his victims felt all cold and clammy.
He knew that was a sure fire sign that they were terrified.
"What are you doing to me?" May Ling blurted out, her voice trembling. "Why have you tied me up like this? How did I get this way?" There was full-fledged panic in the little girl's voice.
Marvin Manning just laughed at her and that didn't make her feel any better.
"I do hope you haven't been terribly inconvenienced by the ropes," Marvin said with a smile. There was a total lack of sincerity in his voice. "You see, this is how I get my kicks. You were just dumb enough to fall into my little trap. You have never been alone with a man before, have you?"
"No, I wanted to learn how to be a woman. I wanted to learn how to have sex. I thought you were a nice man. I trusted you," May Ling said very rapidly, as if she was trying to get the whole thing out in one breath. She was frenzied.
"Well, it would appear I'm not a very nice man after all, wouldn't it?"
"Let me go! I'll have you arrested I'll have your ass thrown in jail. When I tell my father about this he's going to come over here with a butcher knife and cut your stinking balls off!"
"Big talk for a little girl. It wouldn't appear you are going to tell anyone anything. I have complete control over you now. You are my prisoner. You are my slave."
"You bastard! I hate you! You are just scum, do you know that?"
"Why don't you just shut up and relax. You are only making it worse for yourself you know. You are going to be punished because you are an Oriental female. If you make me angry I swear your punishment will be much more severe."
This made May Ling hold her tongue for a moment. She still felt very groggy from the mickey she had been slipped and she was very confused.
She tried to think about things rationally. She wanted the predicament she was in to be clear in her head.
She realized what a fool she had been. She knew now she was just a little girl and she wasn't ready at all for the grown up world.
She thought for a second about her younger sister who had died, but it was too awful, and she thrust it out of her head.
Nobody in the world knew where she was. There was no one to help her. She was sickened by a feeling of helplessness and despair.
She had no idea what this guy Marvin had in store for her but she could tell by the tone of his voice that it was not going to be pleasant. She did not know what her punishment was going to be, but she had a feeling she was going to find out just as much about her body's potential for pain as she was going to find out about her body's potential for pleasure.
"May Ling, my little precious, I want you to do everything I say immediately without a single peep of protest. If you do exactly as I say, if you become my sex slave, things will be a lot easier on you. I know you are a virgin, so all of the things that are going to happen to you are going to be brand new. If you relax, you may even enjoy them."
The man moved to the side of the head of the bed so the little girl could see his naked body.
May Ling saw his erect penis and she had trouble breathing for a moment.
It was the first stiff cock she had ever seen. She realized how much she had underestimated the size of a man's prick.
"Look at my cock!" Marvin Manning said evilly, pointing at his member, which stood at attention out in front of him. "I want you to imagine how it's going to feel when it busts through that thin membrane that has protected your maidenhood for all these years."
May Ling wondered how he could be so positive she was a virgin. Then she knew he must have explored her body while she was asleep. It made her feel disgusted and dirty to think of this cruel man looking up her cunt while she was asleep.
But May Ling was no heroine. She did not want the punishment to be severe. She was chicken-shit when it came to pain.
She decided to do exactly as he said, and hope that she would get off easy.
She had come here to get laid and she was going to get laid.
What difference did it make if she was tied up so uncomfortably?
All she had wanted to do was lose her cherry, and that was exactly what was going to happen.
May Ling told herself there was no reason to panic yet.
"Now May Ling, my little precious, I want you to put your knees far apart on the bed. I am going to crawl under you and eat your cunt."
May Ling moved her knees painfully far apart on the bed so the big man would be able to reach her cunt with his mouth.
The combination of fear, pain and the expectation of getting fucked had gotten the little girl sexually aroused.
She could feel the ache return to her crotch. She could feel the inside of her cunt get all soupy from her natural lubrication.
May Ling shut her eyes for a moment and she could feel the water bed begin to rock.
She knew Marvin was crawling on his back beneath her belly so he could eat her pussy.
In spite of herself, May Ling found herself thrilled with the sense of anticipation.
This guy may be kinky, she thought to herself, but he sure is handsome and I bet he really knows how to eat cunt.
Marvin's feet hung off the edge of the bed as he positioned his face between the young girl's smooth bronze thighs.
The man looked at the tight virgin cunt and felt his cock jump up into the air, begging to feel the inside of that pussy.
He inhaled deeply through his nose and he could smell May Ling's womanhood.
Her cunt smelled deep and musky and the odor filled Marvin Manning with even more lust.
He could see that the outer lips of her cunt were swollen.
He loved the idea that he was going to be able to rape her and make her get off on it.
Those thick cunt lips were wet and shiny from the fruit juices that had flowed out.
He stuck out his tongue as far as it would go and ran the very tip of it all around the outside of her honey pot.
She gasped and then moaned. Even through the fear and the pain the pleasure May Ling was capable of feeling between her legs was incredible.
She hadn't realized how good it was going to feel. She thought it would feel just like when she touched herself.
But it was so much better! She could feel the great ball of pleasure in her abdomen start to grow. Marvin had been right when he said she would be able to enjoy it if she relaxed.
He licked the swollen outer lips of her pussy until they were just as wet from his saliva as they were from her cunt juices.
Then he reached up with his hands and pulled those lips apart so he could see the soft hypersensitive wet fold of flesh inside.
He pulled those lips so far apart he could see her clitoris protruding.
Her love button was erect and yearning to be licked.
When he held her cunt far open with his fingers it made that ball of flesh stick out even further.
He dipped his tongue inside her cunt and licked all the way from the bottom of her hymen to her clit.
May Ling groaned passionately.
She could tell she was going to become orgasmic before he was through eating her out like that.
Marvin used the flat part of his tongue to lick the entire length of her oozing cooze with long strokes.
Then the man made his tongue very sharp at the tip.
He plunged it deep into May Ling's cooze, being careful not to harm her cherry.
He wanted to reserve that honor for the tip of his cock.
He couldn't wait until he busted her wide open with his throbbing rod.
He licked up the inner lips of her cunt, allowing his tongue to just barely graze against her clitoris with each stroke.
May Ling's cunt was sopping wet now and she was panting like an animal.
At the end of each exhale was a moan, that proved how desperately she needed more pleasure at that moment.
She no longer minded being tied up so she couldn't move.
She no longer minded the pain in her ankles and wrists.
All she could think of was the pleasure in her cunt, and she knew the best was yet to come.
Marvin ran the tip of his tongue in a circle all around May Ling's clit.
"Oh God!" she said. "It feels so good. It's incredible. Lick my clit. Lick it hard! Eat my cunt! Eat my hot cunt!"
Marvin could tell she was really going to get off at any second.
He flicked his tongue lightly over her yearning love button rapidly.
May Ling let out a deep growl that made her sound like a tigress in heat.
The little girl could tell she was on the verge of orgasm.
She made desperate gurgling noises in the back of her throat.
Marvin increased the pressure on her clitoris with his tongue.
All of the muscles in May Ling's body had become taut.
Her eyes were shut tightly and her mouth was gaping open.
Her face was red and contorted from the pleasure she was experiencing.
Just as she was about to burst into climax Marvin wrapped his lips around her erect clit and sucked it up into his mouth.
He kept flicking his tongue across it as he sucked.
"I'M COMING!" May Ling screamed, and her hips began to buck back and forth.
Her head thrashed from side to side with her ecstasy.
For May Ling, this orgasm was ten times more intense than any other she had experienced.
She knew that was the way it had to be. A man had to be able to give a woman more pleasure than she could give herself or else no one would ever fuck, and if no one ever fucked there would be no way to continue the human race.
Ripple after ripple of joy pulsed through the little girl's body and she screamed her pleasure loudly.
Marvin continued sucking on her clit even as she climaxed. It was only when the orgasm was over and he could feel the muscles in her body lose their tenseness that he pulled his face away from her cunt.
Her pussy juices had spilled all over the man's handsome face.
His chin was shiny and when he licked his upper lip he could still taste the essence of May Ling.
He knew what he had to do now, and he couldn't wait a second longer.
"May Ling, my little precious, it is time for your first fuck. How old are you, anyway?"
"Sixteen."
"Hmmmm. Yes, I would say that it is high time you had your wound opened. Most girls have gotten laid by sixteen."
"Oh yes. That is the only reason I went to that bar tonight," May Ling said. "I came because I was sick of being a virgin. I want to get laid worse than anything else in the world. But I didn't want a boy to do it. I wanted a real man to be my first lover."
May Ling forgave Marvin for knocking her out and tying her up.
After than stunningly powerful orgasm she loved the idea of being helpless before him.
She still had no idea how cruel the man could be when he wanted to.
Her naivete made her want to trust him, even though he had deceived her once already that evening.
She figured if he needed a sex slave to get his kicks, she was more than willing to be it.
As long as she got his cock in her cunt it was okay with her.
She felt very much like a woman now. Her cunt buzzed with a tremendous afterglow.
She wondered if all men had tongues that talented, or if she had really found a special lover to initiate her into the wonders of sex.
She wondered if all men had cocks as big as Marvin or if he was exceptional in that respect also.
Marvin crawled out from underneath May Ling's belly.
He got around behind her and knelt facing her ass.
May Ling could feel the head of his cock moving up and down the lips of her cunt.
"God, yes!" she screamed. "Fuck me now!"
CHAPTER THREE
May Ling thought she was going to die unless he stuck his cock in her right away.
She had forgotten entirely that losing one's virginity for a young girl can be painful.
And she had also forgotten the lack of tenderness Marvin had so far displayed.
She thought he would be nice enough to enter her slowly so her cunt would be given a chance to unfold and expand so he would fit.
Nothing had ever gone up that hole before and she had no idea what it was going to feel like.
But there wasn't an ounce of tenderness or compassion in the man.
He wanted to hurt her and he wanted to hurt her badly.
He had never popped a cherry before and there was no telling how long he would have to wait before he got the chance.
He didn't want to waste this perfect opportunity to cause pain.
He imagined the agony she would feel when he thrust into her all at once.
He knew it didn't make any difference how wet and slippery the inside of her pussy had become.
There was no way she was prepared to take that much cock inside her.
He ran the head of his cock up and down between the lips of her cunt until he was satisfied that he had his rod in the right spot at the right angle.
Then he thrust forward with his hips as hard as he could.
He heard a tearing noise inside her cunt and he felt a small resistance against his penetration, which gave way, and he drove all the way in her.
May Ling had never felt such pain before. She was in agony.
She could feel her cunt start to bleed where her hymen had been torn away.
This was nothing like she had expected it to be. She thought sex was supposed to be fun.
But then she knew that sex was only fun when the man is willing to give the woman pleasure.
If he is a cruel man he can use his cock as a tool of torture.
She felt his cock reach her in places that had never been touched before.
The head of his prick drove well up into her womb with the first thrust.
May Ling screamed in agony and the sounds of her pain only made Marvin want to drive into her newly opened wound harder.
He pulled his cock out so that only the head remained between her cunt lips.
Then he thrust forward with his hips once again. His cock was so long and so thick that he filled her pussy completely when he was inside her.
Her pussy walls could not stretch any further without tearing.
Marvin looked down and he could see the blood flowing out of her cunt down the back of her thighs.
He had never felt so much like a man before. He felt so powerful giving the tiny girl her first fuck.
He was determined to show her what a man's cock could do.
The second thrust did not hurt May Ling as much as the first one had.
In fact, the passion and lust inside her began to re-emerge.
The initial shock of having a cock that size bust her open and enter her for the first time wore off slowly and, though it still hurt when the shaft of his rod ran across the place where she was bleeding, deep up inside, where the head of his prick reached when it was thrust way in was starting to yearn for that cock.
Marvin began to fuck her as fast as hard as he could.
He wanted her pain to last but he could tell the little girl was starting to get into it.
No matter how hard he drove his tool up that tight hole he couldn't bring her agony back to where it had been when he first popped her cherry.
She was moaning again, and she was even beginning to move her hips a little to aid in his penetration.
He was frustrated by his inability to hurt her with his cock so he reached under her torso and found her left breast.
He squeezed it so hard May Ling thought he was trying to make it burst.
She howled once again as the pain struck her in another part of her body.
Then he got her nipple between his thumb and fore-finger.
That nipple was hard and erect and protruded way out.
He squeezed down on the sensitive nipple causing May Ling a great deal of pain.
But he did not stop there. His cruelty did not end there.
He twisted that nipple just as if he was trying to twist the thing off. He used the same motion he would have used to open a bottle of beer.
Big tears had welled up inside May Ling's eyes, and had started to roll down her smooth cheeks.
The pleasure in her cunt and the pain in her breast had combined to form one sensation.
She could no longer distinguish between the pleasure and the pain.
She found herself yearning for more pain the same way she yearned to be fucked forever by that terrific long thick cock of his.
She knew that the pain was part of her punishment, but what was it she was getting punished for?
She thought very hard about that and she thought she knew the answer.
She remembered when she was ten and her sister Sookie was eight.
They had been playing in the woods while the family was camping on vacation.
May Ling had bet Sookie that she couldn't walk all the way across a white water stream they were playing near.
Sookie said she could and tried it. In the center of the stream the rapidly running water was all the way up to Sookie's little chin and then she had gone under.
May Ling was only a little kid at the time and she didn't know what to do.
She ran to tell her parents about what had happened and everybody seemed very scared and there was a lot of crying.
But May Ling never told anyone that it was she who had told Sookie to go in the water.
They found the little girl's body about a mile downstream. She was drowned.
And May Ling never told anyone it was she who had killed her little sister.
She carried that guilt around with her even though she tried never to think about it.
But she always knew someday she would have to pay back for the life she had taken.
And now, with Marvin Manning, she figured that time had come.
She deserved the punishment she was getting. She had deserved this pain for a long time.
For six years she had gotten away with her awful deed. Now the judgment day had come.
But May Ling could not figure out why the punishment and the reward were synthesizing within her.
She couldn't figure out how two sensations, so seemingly different, could merge.
She wondered if she would ever be able to tell the difference between pleasure and pain again.
Would she need sexual arousal to feel the pain of punishment?
Would she need the pain of punishment to feel sexual arousal?
She was so bewildered and confused she didn't know what to think. Nothing her mind came up with seemed to make any sense.
Marvin had gotten so excited at fucking a virgin he knew he wouldn't be able to keep his cock up for very long without shooting his wad.
"Oh God yes!" May Ling screamed. "Hurt me! Fuck me! Hurt me! Fuck me!"
She repeated that over and over again and Marvin was a little confused.
She was not supposed to enjoy the pain the way she obviously was.
From where May Ling was she could see out the window of the bedroom.
It was dark outside except for the many lights of Manhattan.
At first all of those lights blended together because of the tears in her eyes.
But she blinked a couple of times so that she could focus better.
And then she saw the Empire State Building lit up in bright green.
And it looked like the biggest prick in the world. May Ling thought about how many buildings looked like erect cocks.
No wonder those buildings were worshipped. Deep inside they made their point very clear.
There is only one god, and that is the penis. The penis is to be worshipped.
And May Ling knew Marvin was changing her life forever by fucking her bleeding cunt so hard.
She knew that from that point on all she would ever desire was a man's cock.
"I love your prick!" the little girl screamed. "I love the way you fuck me with that long thick prick of yours."
Her screams only egged Marvin on as he thrust into her.
He could feel the come swirling around in the sack that held his balls.
He felt his semen settling at the base of his rod, preparing for the eruption.
His long dong was so big around that it rubbed directly against May Ling's clitoris each time it moved.
May Ling could tell that she too was going to have a shuddering orgasm.
She knew a girl was not supposed to come the first time she gets fucked.
This was another indication of what a great lover Marvin Manning was.
Finally Marvin thrust his cock all the way into May Ling's womb and kept it there.
There was a great explosion deep inside May Ling's cunt and she felt herself burst into an orgasm unlike any other she had ever received.
It was sharper than the others and seemed to be centered deep up inside her vagina rather than in her clitoris.
At the same moment great gobs of hot sticky white come shot from the tip of Marvin's cock and bathed the inside of her pussy.
Their cries of pleasure were in sync with one another.
It sounded as if they were singing a passionate duet.
Marvin arched his back and threw back his head as lie felt his seed shooting forth.
Within a matter of seconds both of their orgasms were over and the muscles that had been so tight they threatened to snap, now returned to normal.
May Ling's cunt was sore, but the soreness was nothing compared to the pleasant hot afterglow that climax had left.
Marvin pulled his slackening cock out of May Ling's pussy.
There was a ring of blood around the base of his prick, a reminder of the wound he had opened with it.
The blood that had spilled down the backs of May Ling's thighs was starting to harden and turn brown.
Marvin went to the living room and fetched the bottle of wine.
He put the bottle to his lips and tilted his head back, taking big swallows of the cold red wine.
He brought the bottle with him when he returned to the bedroom.
"Thirsty?" Marvin asked May Ling, holding the bottle up so she could see it.
"Oh yes, I am very thirsty. Could I have a drink?"
"Say please."
"Please. Oh pretty please. I am so thirsty," May Ling said. She liked the way she felt when he made her beg. It was just more proof that he was superior to her, and she wanted to feel completely subservient to him.
Men were the leaders of the world because they were the ones with the cocks.
"I am your sex master, is that right May Ling?" he said with a teasing tone in his voice.
"Oh yes, you are my sex master and I am your sex slave. I will do anything for you as long as you let me have it with your cock."
"Then say, may I have a drink of wine, master!" Marvin said with a cruel sneer.
"May I have a drink of wine, master?" May Ling asked. She loved to call him master. She would call anyone with a cock like that master. She could tell she would always be a slave to a man's cock. There was nothing like getting fucked by a hard rod.
"Alright, you may have a drink of wine," Marvin said and held the bottle close in front of the little girl's face. "Stick out your tongue and I will pour the wine onto it."
May Ling opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue as far as it would go.
Marvin not only poured wine on her tongue but all over her face as well.
May Ling barely got a sips worth out of the deal. The rest dripped down her face, off her chin, and rolled down her chest between her tits.
"May I have some more please, master?" she asked sweetly like a good slave.
"No, that's all you get. Maybe I will give you a little more later if you are very good."
"I will try to be very good, master. I will be the best sex slave you have ever had."
Marvin had not anticipated that she would become subservient so easily.
He had heard that girls can't resist the man that gave them their first fuck, but he never believed that was true until now. He had no idea what the true reason for her supple mentality was. He did not know about the guilt that had been haunting her for six years.
"If you are going to be my sex slave you will have to allow me to fuck you in all of your holes," Marvin said sternly to the girl tied on the bed.
May Ling had to think about that statement for a moment. Then she realized what he meant! He wanted to fuck her in the ass. She thought of how much it hurt when he thrust his cock into her virgin cunt and she tried to imagine how much it would hurt if he pumped it up her ass that way.
She knew her ass would be bone dry as compared to her cunt which was soaking wet, and her asshole would be tighter.
But she had gone out that night to learn how to be a woman.
If that meant taking his rod up her rectum, then so be it!
"I am going to fuck your asshole with the same force I fucked your cunt. You still have a cherry left, you know, my little precious, and it rests between the cheeks of your ass!"
"Oh yes, master!" May Ling said, making her decision firmly. She wasn't sure if she had a choice anyway. She wasn't in a position to protest. "Fuck me up the ass. I want more punishment. I want more pain. Fuck me up the asshole until I bleed!"
The way May Ling begged him for his cock made that muscle between his legs begin to stir.
Marvin Manning could feel the blood start to pump back into his organ.
He could feel it growing back to its erect length and girth.
He reached down and grabbed himself around the stalk of his prick.
He gave it a little squeeze to help the blood rush into it, until he was satisfied it was fully engorged.
Then he got back up on the bed and knelt behind May Ling once again.
She closed her eyes and thought about how dreamy it was going to feel when he shoved his rod up her tight nether eye.
Sure, she knew it was going to hurt, but that was all part of the pleasure.
Marvin put one hand on either of May Ling's firm round buttocks.
He pulled those cheeks apart brutally so that the skin in the crack was stretched tight.
He moved his hips so that the head of his cock was pressing against her puckered hole.
May Ling felt nervous again because she was about to take another journey into the unknown.
Marvin began to press forward with his hips, and May Ling could feel the ring of muscle around her asshole begin to stretch open.
She told herself to relax that ring of muscle so her new sex master would not have to work so hard to get inside.
But before she could get her ass to relax so the penetration would come easier, he gave a big thrust of his hips and drove his penis several inches up May Ling's butt.
She gave out a cry of pain. Before she was ready he had made her asshole stretch grossly and she was sure she was going to tear open there at any moment.
Fresh tears welled up in her eyes and her skin became slick with sweat once again.
Her face became red as a beet as she felt every centimeter of his shaft as it hungrily pursued its goal deep up in her bowels.
May Ling had never thought that being a woman was going to be so complicated.
She thought that most people made the transition from childhood to adulthood rather gracefully.
She didn't know that you had to go through so many changes in mental attitude and raw pain to be a woman.
May Ling had forgotten that this was not a normal activity she was going through.
She had forgotten that she had been initially forced to submit to Marvin Manning's evil lusts.
She thought that being tied up and violated cruelly was what she had in mind all along.
She figured she was getting exactly what she asked for the second she walked into that singles bar on third avenue.
Marvin pushed forward with his hips until his long cock was all the way inside.
The tops of his thighs were pressed snug against the little girl's buttocks.
He couldn't believe how tight her asshole was. She would squeeze with her ass muscles and it felt like there were a thousand fingers inside her all playing with his prick.
It was hot and wonderful in there and Marvin knew he had to fuck that hole just as hard as he had fucked her cunt.
He drew his thick prick out of her asshole slowly.
The part of her bowels that were vacated as he drew out yearned to be touched again.
But the yearning did not have to wait long to be appeased.
He rammed it right back in her all the way, making May Ling gasp as if all of the air had been driven from her lungs.
The little girl felt a slight sense of embarrassment and humiliation at getting fucked in the other tighter hole.
She felt as if he was discovering the deepest darkest core of her soul with his dick.
She had no secrets now, not even from herself. She thought about Sookie and that awful moment when her head went underwater.
She remembered the way her mother had cried and how the man in the white robe had asked her what happened.
May Ling remembered how she had lied and said Sookie went into the water on her own.
She remembered how she had lied and told the man in the white coat that she had tried to make her sister stop and come back but the young girl would not listen.
And she remembered the years of agony and sleepless nights as she thought about what an awful person she was for killing her own sister.
But she could tell that it was going to be alright now.
She had found someone who felt the same way about her as she felt about herself.
She knew she was no more than the shit on the bottom of somebody's boots.
And she was sure that was the way Marvin felt about her also.
She realized she didn't deserve to be any better than a slave.
The more he mistreated her, the more he tortured her, the more he humiliated her and caused her great pain, the more she would worship that big thick cock of his.
And now she could feel the great pain in her asshole and the great pleasure deep up in her bowels, and once again those two feelings joined together and became indistinguishable.
There was a new center to her ball of pleasure and May Ling realized she was about to discover yet another form of feminine orgasm.
Marvin Manning was going to make her ass come too.
As the walls of her bowels became used to their large new invader they loosened and Marvin found it easier to slip his cock in and out of that hole.
He could feel more come in his balls swirling about.
He would have thought that the first fuck had sucked him dry but now he could tell that that was not so.
In fact the tension in his groin was so great he suspected that this climax was going to be just as powerful as the first.
May Ling felt her insides explode once again as she screamed coming.
CHAPTER FOUR
"So far you have been a very good sex slave," Marvin Manning said to May Ling, pulling his slackening cock out of her asshole. "But before we continue with the punishment session we have to gauge your tolerance of pain."
May Ling wasn't sure what the man was talking about but there was something about the tone of his voice that seriously worried her.
She had been through a lot of pain already, and all of it had somehow turned into pleasure for her.
She couldn't think of what he could do that would hurt her more than she had been hurt already.
Her cunt and her asshole still stung and were sore from the ravaging they had taken from his fat cock.
And her nipple was still stinging from the cruel way he had twisted it.
Marvin climbed off the bed quickly making it rock like a boat on a stormy sea.
It was the first time May Ling had ever been on a water bed and she still wasn't used to the way it moved.
The naked man went to his dresser drawer where he kept his torture equipment and pulled out a black leather glove.
He returned to the other side of the bedroom so the little Oriental girl would be able to see what he was doing.
He put the glove on slowly, making sure it was on as tight as possible.
"Do you know what I am going to do with this glove?" Marvin asked May Ling while making a fist and opening it.
May Ling shook her head that she did not. Her eyes were wide with amazement.
She appeared to be fascinated by every move the tall man made.
"Let me explain it to you then. I am going to stuff my fist all the way up your cunt. You may never again feel pain like this is going to cause."
May Ling could feel the fear return to her heart. Just when she started to feel comfortable with her new sex master he came up with a powerful reason for her to fear him.
She was slightly sickened at the thought of having the man's black leather covered fist pushing its way up her pussy.
She knew there was no way it would fit. But then again she had thought the same thing about his cock and that had found its way inside her.
She wondered just how elastic the walls of her pussy were.
She wondered how far her fuck hole would stretch before it would tear.
She lost view of the man as he circled around behind her.
The fear she was feeling, plus the anticipation of agony, was making her cunt get all juicy and slippery once again.
May Ling could feel the bed rock again as he got back up on it.
She could feel the fingers of his black leather glove running up the inside of her leg.
She felt like she needed a hot shower very badly at that moment.
There was blood from both her cunt and her asshole caked on her thigh.
She could also feel Marvin Manning's come and her own cunt juices dried there.
It made her feel very unclean and uncomfortable.
But, of course, that is the way a sex slave is supposed to feel.
She sighed when she felt one of those black leather fingers run up and down the outer lips of her cunt.
She gasped and moaned as she felt the same finger works its way up her slit.
She was still very sore there but she had grown somewhat accustomed to penetration and it made her feel like a woman.
She associated adulthood and pain directly in her mind at that point.
A second finger joined the first and they both worked rapidly in and out of her now boiling honey pot.
Then there was a third finger, then a fourth inside her quim.
The evil man laid all fingers close together, side by side, so the walls of her cunt were stretched to near capacity by this violation.
She knew his fist would take her pussy to the breaking point.
She saw this fist fuck as a challenge and she wanted to win.
She thought of this abuse as a test of her womanhood and she wanted to pass.
Marvin Manning pressed his thumb up next to his forefinger.
The black glove was wet and shiny from the lubrication inside the little girl's open pussy.
He pressed all five fingers inside that tight hole, and it was at that point that the pain started to hit.
No matter how wet and slippery the inside of her recently opened slit got, there was no way her body could prepare itself for this extraordinary violation.
When the evil man had all five of his fingers inside her fuck hole he made a fist.
This stretched the wails of her cunt even further and she let out a scream of agony.
He now had his whole fist up inside her and he was beginning to punch away at her, seeking her womb.
Tears streamed down May Ling's cheeks. Her cheeks were already stained with tears from her past abuses.
"How does that feel, my little precious? How does it feel to have my whole fist up inside you like that?"
"Oh God, it hurts! It hurts so bad! I feel like you are ruining me!" little May Ling wailed.
"Good. Pain is good. You will learn to live for pain. You will come to love me for the pain I give you."
Marvin was starting to understand the psychology involved in May Ling's finding pleasure in his torture.
He was starting to understand just how impressionable the little girl was.
He now knew how easily he could mold her will and make her do anything he wanted her to.
He wondered just how much he could trust her. He wondered how much of what she was saying to him was an act.
He had planned on disposing of her in a similar way as he disposed of his wife years before. An established man like himself could not risk a scandal.
He was a successful business man and one nymphette with a big mouth could ruin his career.
All of the years he had spent working hard to get where he was could go up in smoke if the authorities found out about his weird hobby.
He wondered if May Ling was telling the truth about wanting to be his sex slave.
If she was only pretending, he figured, she was a damn good little actress.
And she was a damn good little fuck also. He couldn't forget that.
It would be a shame to waste her and not be able to fuck her any more.
He would like to keep her around for a while if she truly believed that he was her sex master.
He decided to give her the full test. If she passed the test he would spare her life and keep her as a slave to satisfy his every sexual whim.
But if she did not pass the test she would end up in the East River.
May Ling was screaming in pain and sobbing violently as Marvin Manning pushed his fist in and out of her pussy.
"Who am I?" the evil man shouted at the top of his lungs.
"You are my sex master!" May Ling screamed back at him through her tears.
"And who are you?" he asked her, giving her an extra hard punch with his fist.
"I am your sex slave!" she shouted. Her lungs were wheezing and she was beginning to feel the effects of exhaustion.
Her tiny body had been put through so much in such a short time, both her mind and her torso ached with fatigue.
"That's very good," Marvin Manning said, pulling his fist out of her cunt. "You have learned your lesson well."
He got off the bed and took off the black leather glove. He pulled on all five fingers and then peeled it off. He threw the wet glove in the corner with his clothes that he had not hung up in the closet.
He went to his dresser drawer and looked for a new game to play.
He saw a wide variety of whips he used to punish innocent Oriental girls.
There was every kind of whip imaginable in that drawer.
Everything from riding crops to cat o' nine tails were in there.
He felt a little drunk from the wine he had drunk and did not feel like he could accurately handle the heavy mean cat o' nine tails, so he pulled out the lighter, easier to handle, riding crop.
"Since you are my slave you will have to submit to a beating now," he said, tapping the stiff horse whip against the palm of his hand.
May Ling had forgotten all about the concept of love. Whereas most people automatically associate love with sexual pleasure May Ling was making the same connection with hate and erotic passion.
"I want you to stick your ass up in the air as far as you can!" Marvin Manning ordered.
May Ling could not move a whole lot. She had trouble moving not only because of the thick ropes that held her wrists and ankles in place, but also because all of her muscles were sore from the work-out she had been put through.
Each time she had an orgasm her body became very taut and muscles that ordinarily don't do very much at all were used to keep the tension inside.
But she got her ass up as far as she could. She had not gotten a spanking since she was a very little kid, but the thought of getting one now, from her vicious sex master appealed to her.
It seemed like the most appropriate punishment of all.
She relished the pain she was going to be forced to feel.
Only through agony would she be able to live with herself.
Only through the torture could she rid herself of the guilt that had haunted her for so many years.
Marvin Manning took the sharp tip of the horse whip and ran it up and down the crack of the little girl's ass.
She wondered as she felt the riding crop near her, anticipating a sharp blow.
Marvin was being a tease. He knew the anticipation of pain was often more damaging than the pain itself.
He was learning during this experience with May Ling also.
He was beginning to know that psychological abuse can be just as useful as physical abuse.
The sex master took the tip of that riding crop and placed it over the puckered opening to May Ling's asshole.
With a quick thrust of his powerful wrist he drove the rod up that hole.
May Ling winced at the pain that action caused her.
Her back arched as far as it would go and her face contorted.
She looked like a bow pulled back about to shoot an arrow.
But Marvin did not leave the riding crop up her butt for very long.
He quickly pulled the horse whip out and drew it back to strike.
WHACK!
The evil man cruelly snapped the whip across both of May Ling's buttocks.
She let out a sharp cry of pain when she felt the awful bite of the whip.
A red stripe instantly appeared across the little girl's ass.
WHACK!
He smacked her again, even harder from the first time.
May Ling closed her eyes tightly and told herself how much she needed this punishment she was receiving.
She didn't know why the man was doing this to her. She only knew this was how he got his kicks.
But she suspected he needed to punish her just as much as she needed to be punished.
WHACK!
Marvin Manning continued to beat the little girl across the ass and the back of the thigh until the entire area was an angry red.
Her buttocks and her thighs were covered with ugly welts.
She could tell those red marks would turn into full-fledged bruises.
She knew, if she ever got out of this experience alive, she would have a lot of trouble sitting down for a few days.
May Ling was not sure if she wanted to survive the torture session.
She had accomplished becoming a woman. What else did she have to live for?
It seemed appropriate that she should die while being punished for killing her little sister.
Marvin Manning's arm grew weary of thrashing the little girl with the whip.
He decided it was time to move on to the next step of the torture session.
This was to be the final step. The step which would determine if the little Oriental girl would be allowed to live or die.
"I am going to take the ropes off of your wrists and feet now," he said.
May Ling looked up at him as if she couldn't believe her ears.
Her eyes were red and swollen and her cheeks were wet from tears.
Was it possible that he no longer wanted to hurt her in any way?
Was she going to get free or was she going to be killed? She could not tell by the tone of his voice.
Actually, Marvin Manning was just going to move the site of the torture.
He grabbed the bottle of wine and pulled it up to his lips.
He drained the bottle, shook it a little to make sure it was empty, and threw it hastily into a trash basket next to the water bed.
Then he went to the bed and began to untie May Ling's hands.
"If you make any attempt to escape when you are untied, I will be forced to beat you within an inch of your life," the man said with a sneer.
Now May Ling knew she was not going to be set free.
She could tell by the evil tone in her master's voice that he was not through with her.
His urge to punish had not yet been soothed and she knew there was more to come.
And she relished the idea of more pain. She could not chuck the guilt she felt.
She needed a lifetime of subservience to pay back the life she took.
May Ling did not know she was a mentally disturbed little girl.
In her own warped mind, this punishment made perfect sense.
Meeting Marvin and being brutalized so cruelly was simply her fate.
This torture session was merely in the inevitable scheme of things, in the mind of May Ling.
"I won't try to escape," May Ling said, surprised that her master could think such a thing. "I have pledged my love and adoration for you and I will always keep my word."
Marvin Manning snickered evilly. He still was unsure if he should believe her.
He decided to reserve judgment on the matter until the final portion of the torture session was over.
When May Ling's hands were free of the ropes that had bound them so long and so tightly she realized that she had lost the feeling in them.
There weren't even any pins and needles in them. They felt as if they were dead weight at the ends of her arms.
She shook her wrists to get the blood to flow back into her delicate hands.
She could feel the sensation painfully returning to them.
It felt good to have those ropes off of her wrists. She looked at the spots where the ropes had been and she could see where they had dug into her flesh.
When the feeling returned to her hands she painfully bent her fingers to make two tiny fists.
Her knuckles were stiff and they hurt whenever the little girl moved them.
Marvin was now at the foot of the water bed, removing the ropes that held May Ling's ankles together.
When her feet were free she fell to her side and stretched her legs out straight.
It felt like nirvana being able to move again, and her knees ached horribly from being forced to stay bent for such a long time.
She couldn't feel her feet and she could tell she wouldn't be able to stand up for a long time.
Her first instinct was to drift off into a blissful sleep.
But when Marvin saw the little girl relaxing, shutting her eyes, and drifting off into another world he became furious.
He slapped her hard across the face, waking her with a painful startle.
Her cheek turned bright red from the slap and her eyes snapped open.
"Did I say you could go to sleep, you little hunk of shit?"
"No master, I'm sorry. I won't do anything unless you directly tell me to do it!"
"You damn well better not! You will have hell to pay if you try to go to sleep again. I am not done with you yet. Not by a long shot."
With the ropes off of her feet, May Ling could feel the blood running back into them.
For the first time since she had been put to sleep by the powder in the wine, she could wiggle her toes and painfully bent her ankles.
"I want you to stand up and come with me, you slimy scumbag!" Marvin ordered the little girl.
She looked up at him with big helpless eyes. It wasn't that she wanted to disobey him, it was just that she wasn't sure at all if she could stand up.
But she decided to give it a try. That was all her master could ask, she figured.
Wincing, May Ling swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat up.
"I said stand, you little bitch! What's the matter, are you deaf or something?" the man hollered.
"I will try to stand up," she said meekly. "But my legs feel very weak and my knees hurt a lot."
"Ask me if I give a shit about your troubles, you cocksucking Chink! You will obey me no matter how much it hurts. If you think your knees hurt, then you don't know pain." he said.
May Ling placed the palms of her hands on the bedspread and pushed down with them.
She got up to her feet for a moment, wobbled and fell back onto the bed.
"Come on, little Chink! Can't you even stand up? You are not a cripple. You can stand. Now come on and do it!"
This time May Ling managed to get successfully to her feet. She stood tentatively, concentrating all of her attention on maintaining her balance.
She could tell her master's patience was running out and she did not want to disappoint him again.
Marvin took her by the hand and squeezed it so hard he hurt her fingers.
"Come with me to the bathroom," he said, and then let out a loud belch that reeked of stale wine.
May Ling wondered how he could punish her in the bathroom.
She had no idea what the evil man had in store for her.
Marvin Manning began to drag the girl toward the bathroom.
May Ling shuffled her feet along the floor as she moved.
She was afraid if she lifted her feet off the floor she would fall.
And she knew that if she fell she would get smacked hard.
She could tell her master was in no mood for any more delays.
She could tell he was a little drunk and she figured correctly that the alcohol only made him more dangerous.
May Ling could feel some of the normality returning to her muscles by the time she got to the bathroom.
She could stand and walk with more confidence. Her sense of balance had returned.
Some of the kinks in her joints had worked themselves out.
"So tell me, May Ling," Marvin Manning said with a sneer. "Have you ever been given an enema?"
CHAPTER FIVE
May Ling quickly cocked her head to one side and looked at her master.
She was not sure she had heard the man correctly at all.
"Enemy? Have I ever had an enemy?" she asked, a puzzled look on her face.
When she frowned two little creases between her eyes formed.
"No, you babbling fool!" Marvin screamed, sending tiny balls of saliva flying through the air. "Enema! Have you ever had an enema?"
This time May Ling was sure she heard him right, but she was still not sure what he meant.
She ran through her mind trying to remember what an enema was.
Then she did remember and a light bulb went on over her head.
At home in Brooklyn there was a pink rubber bag that was always kept at the bottom of the dirty clothes hamper.
For years May Ling had thought that it was a hot water bottle.
But one day when she noticed that it had a long tube coming out of the top of it, she had asked her mother what it was.
They were doing the laundry together at the time she asked the question.
Her mother told her it was an enema bag and that it was used for irregularity.
But since safe laxatives were available it wasn't used very much anymore.
May Ling's mother said that she probably should have thrown the thing out years ago but she kept it around in case of emergency.
May Ling at the time did not understand what kind of emergency her mother could have been talking about, but it didn't seem to be a matter of major importance, so the little girl had not given it a second thought.
That is until this moment.
She still didn't know exactly what an enema was, but now she was sure she had never had one.
She shook her head no, silently. She cocked her head to one side telling her sex master that she was still confused.
"You are a beautiful little girl, May Ling," Marvin Manning said with a sneer. "But you are very dumb. Step into the tub and I will explain the rules of the little game we are about to play."
The little girl was very tired and it was becoming increasingly harder for her to understand the things that were going on around her.
She obeyed her sex master and stepped into the bath tub, waiting for further instructions from the man.
He left the room for a moment and left May Ling alone.
There, was a small part of her that wished she could be a child again.
But she knew that innocence was a transient aspect to one's personality.
Once it was gone it was gone forever and it could never return.
She thought of poems she had read by William Blake on the subject.
She was no longer a lamb. She was a tiger now, and she could never be a lamb again.
When Marvin returned he was carrying a black enema bag and a piece of copper wire.
"I want you to put your hands on the shower nozzle immediately!" he ordered.
To put her hands where her master wanted to, May Ling had to get way up on her cute little toes.
This put a lot of pressure on her calves and her legs were already very sore.
With a grunt she gripped the shower nozzle with her long thin fingers.
"Not like that, you turd!" he screamed. "Cross your wrists!"
She did as he said. She could feel the backs of her legs ache.
As soon as she was in the position he desired he quickly wrapped the copper wire around her wrists and the shower nozzle so she could not lower her arms even if she wanted to. She was held fast.
Marvin made sure he put the wires across the same spot where the ropes had been.
He wanted the bondage to be as powerfully painful as possible.
May Ling's arms and legs immediately became weary. She could tell that this portion of the punishment involved long growing pain rather than sharp quick pain.
"Now look at me so I can show you what I am going to do," Marvin said holding up the enema bag so May Ling could clearly see it.
She turned her head and looked at what her master was holding.
"This is an enema bag, my little precious scumbag. I am going to fill it with warm water. This tube here leads to the nozzle. You will notice that it is not just any ordinary nozzle at the end of this tube. I had this nozzle made especially for me by a European expert in water sports. You can see the nozzle has been hand-carved out of ivory to look just like a snake's head. It has even been painted to look as real as possible. See the little scales? Now I stick the little snake head up your tight little asshole and I allow all of the water to flow up into your ass, completely filling your bowels. You will feel like shitting it back out right away but that would be a very painful mistake for you to make. Do you understand?"
May Ling nodded furiously.
She made a mental note not to shit the water back out right away.
"You see, this is the whole point of our little game. You must hold the water inside you until I tell you to release it. I should warn you ahead of time that I am going to fill the rubber bag completely full of warm water. When it all flows inside of you it will hurt very much. It will feel like your bowels are going to burst and you will pray for me to kill you just so you can get out of your misery. But I am a cruel master, as you know already, and I will not allow you to release it for a long time. I want you to writhe in pain for a long time to prove how much you love me. I suggest you follow the rules of the game. I should tell you ahead of time that your very life depends on it. If you want to continue being my slave, and you want me to continue being your master, you must hold all of the water inside your ass until I tell you to let it go. Okay?"
May Ling nodded once again.
She understood and she accepted the challenge.
She wanted to continue being Marvin's sex slave very much indeed.
She did not want him to kill her while she still had a guilty conscience.
The enema bag was slowly filled with warm water to the brim.
May Ling watched her master at the sink without once blinking her eyes.
Everything seemed so fascinating. She didn't want to miss anything.
When the bag was full Marvin Manning carried the nozzle high up in the air so none of the water would spill out onto the bathroom floor by mistake.
He opened May Ling's cute pert ass cheeks with one hand and placed the nozzle between them with the other.
The enema bag itself was attached to the pole that held the transparent shower curtain.
He jammed the snake head nozzle up her tight puckered asshole so hard it hurt.
May Ling winced at the cruel violation of her already hurting anus.
Within a matter of seconds the water began to flow up her butt.
Just as her master had said, she had a great urge to shit the water right back out.
She still had no idea how intense the pressure in her bowels was going to get.
The backs of her legs and her arms were very sore, yet she was afraid if she loosened the muscles in her legs she would pull her shoulders out of their sockets.
She gritted her teeth and prepared for the toughest test of faith one could ever be administered.
By the time the enema bag was half empty May Ling was sure that no more water could possibly fit inside her.
She could feel the muscles in her bowels begin to cramp.
She felt awful spasms of pain in the backs of her legs.
She shut her eyes as tightly as she could and concentrated.
She clenched her back teeth together and thought about her painful task.
It is said that people can do extraordinary feats of strength when it is a matter of life and death.
May Ling was about to do something extraordinary indeed.
Because the water in the enema bag ran into that petite girl's asshole, until the rubber bag was totally empty.
And not a single drop of water had fallen from her butt.
Her face was a picture of agonized intensity.
She was beet red.
Her face was so contorted with pain that she didn't even look like herself anymore.
"I told you it was going to hurt, didn't I?" her master said.
May Ling did not respond to the question in any way.
In fact, she did not even hear the question clearly.
It sounded as if he was speaking from far far away, perhaps the next room.
May Ling knew better than to try to answer. She knew better than to scream out with the pain she was feeling.
She knew that any break in her concentration whatsoever would cause her to lose control of her bowels and she would have an unfortunate accident.
Unfortunate, because it would cause her immediate liquidation.
"Now comes the toughest part of all," Marvin said watching his sex slave trying to cope with the agonies he was causing her. "I am going to pull the little snake head out of your asshole but I am not going to allow you to release the water. You will be surprised how much tougher it is to hold all of that water inside of you once you don't have the snake head to act as a cork."
May Ling knew that this was the most crucial moment in her short life.
It was literally do or die for the sixteen year old Oriental girl.
She felt as if her entire lower body was bloated grossly.
Marvin stood back and crossed his arms to watch the little girl.
What he had told her was true. She would have preferred death to the pain she was feeling in seemingly every part of her body.
After what seemed like an eternity Marvin decided she had had enough.
He figured she had passed the test and he would allow her to live.
He wanted to keep her around as his sex slave for a long time.
It never occurred to him that a sixteen year old girl's heart can be fickle.
He figured the love she had gone through such length to prove at that moment could turn into apathy or out and out hate at any moment.
"RELEASE!" Marvin screamed.
They were the most beautiful words May Ling had ever heard.
She clamped down on all of her ass muscles at the same time and released the enema water.
The stinking brown water shot out of her tiny ravaged asshole like a geyser.
It sprayed all the way across the tub and splattered against the white tiles on the wall behind her.
It splattered up and covered her perfect round buttocks.
She filled the bottom of the tub with her smelly shit water.
She looked down and saw her straining toes submerged in the brown water.
Marvin, realizing this phase of the punishment was over, removed the copper wire from around the little Chinese girl's wrists.
She was exhausted and her legs would no longer hold her up.
She crumpled to the bottom of the tub like a sack of potatoes.
She was lying in her own enema water and she didn't even care.
All she knew was that it felt great to be off her toes.
Her feet and shoulders still ached and her entire lower body hummed from the enema.
"That's it my precious slave," Marvin sneered. "Swim in your own shit! You are nothing but a toilet anyway! Just to show you what a toilet you are I have one more task I want you to complete before I will allow you to sleep. I want you to drink my piss. I want you to drink every drop of my urine and enjoy it! Drink it down like it is fine imported wine."
"I will do anything you ask master," May Ling said. "I love every part of you. Even your urine is golden to me!"
Marvin stood at the side of the tub and held his cock in his hand. All of the wine he had drunk had filled his bladder to the point of bursting. He had had to take a piss for a long time but he had been holding it, saving it for this moment. What sweet revenge he felt against the entire Oriental race. What greater humiliation could he inflict on a Chinese girl than to make her drink his piss while she swam in a tub full of her own shit.
May Ling rolled over on her back and opened her mouth wide.
Her long black hair was wet from the water in the tub.
She clawed at the sides of the tub with her long red fingernails.
She could feel herself drifting away and she thought drinking her master's piss was a perfect way to end the punishment.
She looked up at his cock, that magnificent big cock of his, in anticipation of the little yellow stream.
Marvin began to piss.
At first he missed the little girl's mouth a little bit.
His piss hit her in the forehead then in the nose, then splashed over her lips.
But, finally, he found his mark, and directed the piss directly into the girl's open mouth.
When the urine struck the little girl's tongue she was pleased at how good it tasted.
It was warm and a little bitter, and she loved it. She loved it mostly because it came out of the cock she worshipped.
Since his bladder was full when he started he pissed for a very long time.
And May Ling drank down every drop without a single peep of protest.
When he was done he shook the last few dribbles off the tip of his cock and grunted at the little girl.
"I'll tell you what," he said nonchalantly. "If you are a good slave and clean off yourself and the bathroom so there isn't a trace of shit anywhere, I will allow you to sleep with me tonight."
All of a sudden May Ling didn't feel half as sleepy anymore.
A lot of the ache went out of her exhausted muscles at that point.
Her eyes lit up and she seemed very excited. Even though, in her mind, she felt she was a woman, she still had the bubbly enthusiasm of a little girl.
She had wanted to take a shower anyway, and now that she knew if she got herself very clean she would be allowed to sleep with Marvin, her master, she wanted to take one all the more.
She quickly turned on the water and adjusted it until it was just the right temperature.
The hard stinging needles of hot water felt great as they struck her head and shoulders.
There was a brand new big bar of soap in the soap rack and May Ling planned to use a lot of it to make sure she was clean enough to satisfy her master.
She cupped some of the hot water in her hand and raised it up to her pussy.
She winced as she felt how the hot water stung her cunt.
She was still feeling the effects of having her cherry popped.
Even though it seemed like she had been in Marvin Manning's apartment for years, in reality she had only been there a few hours.
Even though her life had undergone a tremendous transformation, her mother and father still had no reason to suspect anything was wrong.
Her parents still firmly believed that she was spending the night at a girlfriend's house.
She had always been such a good girl, they had no reason to believe that she was deceiving them in any way.
While they thought she was in her pajamas giggling with her friend, in reality she was still feeling the stinging effects of Marvin Manning's riding crop.
How they would have been shocked if they had known the truth.
May Ling was amazed how many parts of her body were sore from the evening's events.
Her wrists, her ankle, her buttocks, the backs of her legs, the list went on and on.
And each of those sore parts felt soothed and better by the shower.
She soaped up her breasts and tenderly washed them, being careful not to hurt the one that Marvin had twisted so cruelly.
She took a long time washing her cunt and her asshole, using a lot of soap.
She did not want her master to find any of his own come in her.
She washed her hair twice so that it would be silky, shiny and soft when it dried.
She wanted her hair to look just like black silk, just as it had when she had first showed up at the apartment.
When she was done washing herself she washed the walls of the bathroom to make sure they were clean of her enema water.
She felt new and refreshed. She felt alive and good.
When she was all done cleaning herself and the wall she stepped out of the tub and turned off the shower.
Then she got on her knees next to the tub and cleaned all of the shitty water out of the bottom of it.
By the time she picked up a very large fluffy white bath towel the bathroom was spic and span.
May Ling dried herself off gingerly at that point, paying special attention to all of her nooks and crannies.
Then she opened the medicine cabinet and pulled out a big brush.
She brushed her long black hair until it hung straight and beautiful over her bronze shoulders.
Then she hopped out of the bathroom and returned to her master's bedroom.
He had changed the bed spread on the water bed because the other one was damp from sweat and come.
He was lying in the center of it on his back.
Beneath his head was a big fluffy pillow.
The room looked a lot different to May Ling now.
Before it had seemed to be the setting of a horrible nightmare.
But now it seemed to be a den of lust, passion, and yes, even love.
Marvin Manning was naked and his cock was erect once again.
It lay flat on his belly, pointing toward his face, and May Ling could see it throb a little.
"Hello, master," she said sweetly, in a voice that sounded just like a little girl's.
"Hi, there, slave. Are you clean now, my little precious?"
"Yes, I am squeaky clean," she said with a big grin on her face.
May Ling knew what she wanted to do and she hoped her master would let her.
She wanted to taste that big hard cock of his. She wanted to lick it and suck it.
She wanted him to come in her mouth so she could taste his semen.
"That's very good," Marvin said, now trusting her completely. He wondered how strong her will could have been in the first place if it was so easy for him to break it down.
He just considered the matter good luck. He would continue her training the following day, but now it was time for rest.
"Why don't you come over here and lie by me," Marvin said.
May Ling was thrilled and skipped over to the bed and leaped on it next to her master.
She cuddled up very close to the much larger man.
She placed her beautiful head on his broad hairy chest.
She pressed her hips forward against his strong thigh.
She allowed her fingertips to run up his thigh and brush against his cock.
She became bold and gave him a little peck kiss on the cheek.
Marvin decided she deserved a reward for being such a good little slave.
So he decided not to push her away or hurt her at all.
In fact, he sighed a little when her lingers brushed his throbbing prick.
May Ling was too embarrassed to ask him if it was okay if she sucked him.
She hoped he would order her to do it. She knew she would enjoy it even more if it was a direct order from her master.
She did not take her fingers away from his pulsating rod.
She left them there for a moment and then began to move them up and down the stem of his prick.
They both were very sleepy and Marvin put his hand gently on the top of May Ling's head and ran his strong thick fingers through her black hair.
"My little precious slave," he whispered in her shell-like ear.
"My big strong master," she whispered back with adoration.
"Do you know what I would like you to do now, my little Chink?"
"What master? I will do anything you desire," she said, and he could tell by the tone in her voice that she was telling the truth.
"I would like you to suck my cock and swallow my come," he said with a big grin splitting his face.
For May Ling those words meant a dream come true.
She quickly got up on her knees and moved on the bed.
The water bed rocked gracefully with her motion.
She walked on her knees until she was between his legs.
He opened his legs very wide and stuck his knees up in the air.
She placed the palms of her hands on his muscular thighs. She got down so that she was laying on her belly with her face just above his crotch.
She could smell his sweat and his lust coming off of his long thick prick.
Then she lowered her head and she kissed him on his glands.
He moaned with satisfaction at the tender touch of her lips.
She let her fingernails brush lightly across the sack that held his balls.
But a strange thing happened to Marvin at that point.
His mind warped out and snapped and it was no longer May Ling who was going down on him.
It was his first wife.
His mind travelled back in time and he was in an entirely different place.
CHAPTER SIX
The memories haunted him but he had to think about them anyway. It had been eight years before, in the autumn of 1972.
Marvin Manning was a young businessman who was just starting to make his big move on the world.
He was lonely and had not had a girlfriend in some time.
He had few loves in the world. All of his energies were concentrated on making himself a very rich man someday.
But he did love sports. All sports. He wasn't terribly particular, although baseball was his favorite.
But it was November in New York City, and the baseball season was over, so he turned to basketball as his favorite spectator sport.
He had been quite a jock on the high school level, but by the time he was in college his energies were focused on other things and he didn't participate in athletics much after that.
So it was on that fateful night that Marvin Manning found himself hailing a taxi cab and telling the driver to take him to Madison Square Garden, the home of the New York Knicks.
He had called a couple of buddies to see if they wanted to go with them but all of his friends already had dates for the evening, so he was forced to go to the game alone.
He didn't mind going to the game by himself very much because a man alone can usually bribe an usher to let him sit courtside with only a cheaper priced ticket.
The Knicks were playing the Boston Celtics that night and it promised to be a great game.
The two teams were arch rivals and Marvin was looking forward to hollering, "Defense!" until his throat was sore and hoarse.
He was wearing a Brooks Brothers suit and looking extremely handsome that night.
He was a horny, lonely guy, and cheering wildly at a sporting event was one of the few things he could do that would keep his mind off girls.
But the second he sat down in his seat, winking at the usher, Marvin knew he was in trouble.
Because sitting next to him, also apparently alone, was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life.
He was immediately enchanted with the girl's awesome beauty, and he could tell right away he was going to have trouble concentrating on the game.
The Garden was packed. Beer vendors circulated hawking their wares in a way only New York beer vendors know how.
But the cheers of the crowd soon seemed to be no more than echoes in the background of a dream as Marvin gazed at the girl sitting next to him.
He felt shy and unsure of himself. He wanted to talk to the girl but he was afraid of rejection.
She was a Chinese girl who looked innocent and a little nervous. Her movements reminded him of a newly born colt, testing out her body to make sure it really worked.
Her hair was long and black, and her face was that of a queen.
Her breasts were high and large and stood straight out from her chest.
She was very thin, perhaps by design or perhaps from a lack of eating.
She wore no makeup (it wasn't needed) and though her fingernails were long and perfectly manicured she wore no polish upon them.
Marvin tried not to fidget in his seat and he was afraid he would make the girl feel even more uncomfortable if he spent the whole game staring at her.
The score was tied by half-time, but Marvin hardly paid attention. He was still trying to think of a way to break the ice with the pretty girl. He half expected her date to show up at any second. It was hard for him to believe that such a treasure would be out on a Friday night alone.
In the long run, his worrying was unfounded, because the girl had noticed him too.
She too was looking for a way to ease into conversation without losing dignity.
At the beginning of the second half the girl turned to Marvin and asked, "What is a loose ball foul?" since that was the call the referee had just made and the crowd was booing like crazy and a chant of "Bullshit!" was rising from the cheap seats.
Marvin was so pleased he had an excuse to speak to her he almost forgot the question.
But he did explain the call, and said that he did not agree with it, and then added, "Do you come to see the Knicks play often?"
The pretty girl shook her head and looked down at her hands folded in her lap.
"It's just that I like to look at all the tall men, and when I am in a crowd I do not feel so alone."
Her English was not perfect. She spoke with a thick Chinese accent and she sometimes had to visibly translate what she wanted to say in her mind.
"Why would a pretty girl like you have to worry about being alone?" Marvin asked now turning sideways in his seat to face her.
The girl blushed a little and seemed to be deciding whether or not she should tell her story. Then her eyes began to twinkle as she realized the handsome man next to her was interested.
She decided to trust him.
"Have you ever read any of those men's magazines where they have ads in the back for Oriental girls who are looking for American husbands?"
Marvin nodded that he had, creasing his brow to show the girl how interested he was in what she was saying.
"Well I was unhappy in Taiwan. We were poor and my life looked as if it was going nowhere. I signed up to have my name put on one of those lists. I got several letters and some of them had photographs with them. I answered the one from the handsomest man. We wrote each other for a long time and I guess you might say I fell in love with him through the mail. After a few months he asked me to come to the United States to be his wife. I believed that everyone in America was rich and I would be rich and my husband and I would always be very happy with plenty of food to eat all the time."
"What happened? Did this guy stand you up?" Marvin asked.
It took the young girl a few moments to understand the idiomatic question.
After giving it some thought she shook her head no.
"I met the man at the airport and I was so thrilled that he was just as handsome as he was in his picture. He took me to an expensive restaurant and then we went to his apartment where we ... well ... you know."
Marvin nodded that he understood. He was starting to understand that the story was not going to have a happy ending.
"But that was all there was to it," the girl continued. "After that night I stayed in a hotel and he never called me again. I went to his apartment and the man at the door said he had never heard of such a gentleman. I was alone in the United States without a friend in the world. I got a job sewing downtown and I lived in Chinatown in a dreadful place, even worse than my home in Taiwan. That was two months ago and I still don't have any real friends. So I go to places where there are a lot of people so I do not feel so alone."
Marvin Manning's heart had broken. He wanted to take that girl in his arms right then and there and tell her that all American men were not as cruel as the man who had answered her ad in the porn magazine.
"Well, you have a friend now," he said with a smile. "My name is Marvin Manning, what's yours?"
"Suzie Masaharu," she said, giving a small respectful smile. Marvin could tell he would have to play his cards very carefully. He was dealing with a girl who had been recently burned badly and he, in no way, wanted to give her a sense of deja vu.
During the rest of the second half Marvin told Suzie everything he knew about basketball and she listened to every word as if she were fascinated.
By the end of the game he told her he wanted to see a lot of her and she agreed to go to a bar and have a few drinks with him.
He couldn't believe his luck. He went to the basketball game alone and he was leaving with the prettiest girl in the whole place.
They went to a Blarney Stone bar on Thirty-third Street and sat in the back.
Marvin reaffirmed the fact that Suzie knew no one in America except for her land lady and a couple of poor Chinese who worked with her in the sweat shop.
He drank draft beer out of a mug and she sipped at red wine.
As the evening progressed Suzie became a lot more comfortable with the man and her gorgeous almond shaped eyes told him she was sexually interested in him.
Marvin was afraid he would scare her off if he made his move too quickly, but the beer had removed much of his inhibition also so he thought, what the hell?
"Suzie," he said, making his voice as deep and sincere as possible. "I know we only met tonight and this may seem very quick, but we are both young and lonely. Would you like to go to a hotel with me tonight. I promise I will treat you with every respect."
Suzie looked down at her hands folded in her lap once again.
Marvin could tell that was her standard act when she felt embarrassment.
"I promise you I will be there in the morning and I will be there for every morning as long as you want me."
He kicked himself, but he was helpless. Her beauty had totally enchanted him and he could tell he was falling in love with her.
He could tell that Suzie was about to make the toughest decision of her life.
She knew what was implied by the invitation to the hotel.
She knew she was risking a repetition of her first heartbreak.
But her life was miserable and this was the first nice thing that had happened to her.
She rose her head slowly and allowed her eyes to meet his.
He returned her gaze with the epitome of sincerity.
"I don't think I can stand to be hurt again," she said in a voice so low Marvin had to lean forward across the table to hear her.
"I promise I will never hurt you," he said. "But fate has brought us together, and I don't think either of us should buck fate."
"Okay," Suzie said, managing a small smile that made Marvin's heart feel like it was going to pound out of his chest. "I will go to the hotel with you, and we will make love. I think you are very handsome and very nice, Marvin, and I believe what you are saying, God help me."
In most cases Marvin would have had a thrill of victory, but his emotions were just as strong as his lust, so he simply felt warm and good.
Marvin paid the bill and tipped the waitress well.
He stood and took the beautiful Chinese girl by the hand.
Together they strolled out of the bar and out onto Thirty-third Street.
Marvin hailed a cab and told the driver to take them to the Red Velvet Hotel.
The driver, who was a dark Italian named Nathan, raised an eyebrow and zoomed through traffic.
The Red Velvet Hotel had a reputation as a ritzy place designed especially for young lovers.
They advertised water beds and free movies.
Just the thought of going into that den of sin with the pretty Suzie made Marvin's cock become rigid in his pants.
He could feel and ache in his groin that was more intense than it ever had been before.
Suzie was very nervous also, but her pussy was starting to get wet from anticipation.
She had always been the type to love sex. She only wished her heart wouldn't do such awful things to her afterwards. She wished she could enjoy the pleasures of sex without having to suffer the effects of falling in love.
But she had committed herself and she was ready for a full night of hot sex with the handsome man who had picked her up at the basketball game.
Marvin checked into the hotel and led Suzie to the elevator. Their room was on the third floor, and Marvin had been sure to see to it that they got every luxury.
Suzie gasped when she saw the room they were to fuck in.
It was entirely red, the color of sin, and a large television screen was showing a hard-core sex film.
In the movie three men were going at it with one girl at the same time.
One had his cock up her cunt, the other was fucking her in the ass, and the third was getting sucked off by the woman's hungry mouth.
They entered the room and Marvin shut the door behind them and locked it.
There was a moment of hesitation as they realized they were alone and it was time to let their passions run wild.
Marvin slipped his hand around Suzie's waist and gave her a little squeeze to comfort her.
He was a good deal taller than her. She turned to face him and rested her cheek on his chest.
Marvin believed everything she had told him. Even her clothes proved that she did not have a lot of money.
He supposed that she had bought the cheapest ticket for the basketball game, but because of her beauty the usher had given her a court-side seat.
She was wearing a pair of green slacks that were too big for her, obviously second hand, and a faded button-up blouse. Her coat was old and threadbare.
Marvin gently put a hooked forefinger under the precious girl's chin and raised her face up so he could kiss her.
Oh, how he remembered that moment. It burns his mind when he thinks about it.
Their lips met and they both felt the passion inside of them achieve awesome proportions.
Her lips had parted slowly, and she had allowed him to slip his smooth hot wet tongue between her teeth.
Marvin put one hand on either side of her chest so his thumbs could move and caress her full breasts.
She had thrust her tongue forward also so they were having a sensuous sword fight with their sensitive taste buds.
Marvin had lifted the little girl off the floor and carried her to the large bed with the red bedspread.
He carried her as if he were carrying her across the threshold on their wedding night, and this tradition would be repeated when that night actually came.
As he held her in his arms she looked up at him with complete adoration.
She had been taught since birth to respect men over herself.
Marvin could tell she would be completely submissive to his lust and that she would open like a flower for his bulging cock.
He sat next to her on the bed and slipped her coat over her shoulders.
She did not resist and moved her body appropriately so he could undress her.
He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. He gasped as he saw her perfect breasts for the first time.
Her nipples were rosy and erect and Marvin could not help but allow his fingertips to brush over them.
This made Suzie sigh and close her eyes as if she were willfully drifting off into a pleasant dream where all things are good and evil is not present.
Marvin pulled her shirt over her shoulders so he could see how thin she was.
Her skin was perfectly smooth and unblemished. Her breasts were swelling pillows of lust.
His fingers shook a little with excitement as he unbuckled the worn leather belt around her waist.
Suzie could feel her cunt become even wetter since she knew it was only a matter of moments before her pussy would be open and available to her new lover.
Marvin worked slowly, content to make the moment last.
He unsnapped the snap at the top of her green slacks and pulled down the zipper so her could see the frilly top of her white panties.
Suzie lifted her hips and kicked off her shoes at the same time so Marvin could pull her pants off without hassle.
She wore no stockings and Marvin's cock felt as if it was going to burst out of his tightening pants when he saw how shapely her legs were.
Her thighs were firm and delicious looking. He looked at the front of her white panties and he saw the small wet spot in front, the result of nature's lubrication.
He knew at that point that she was just as horny as he was.
He could tell there were hours of complete bliss ahead of them.
She lifted her hips again so he could tug off those wet panties.
He puckered his lips and sucked in cool air when he saw the tiny patch of black pubic hair directly above her red swollen slit.
She looked like an angel naked. She looked up at him with love in her eyes.
Her knees parted and she stretched out on the bed sensuously.
Marvin quickly removed his own clothes, throwing them so that they were strewn about the room. His passion made a wrinkled suit irrelevant.
Suzie's eyes went wide when Marvin pulled down his underwear and his cock popped out.
She had never seen a penis that big before and it made her yearn to have it inside her.
She knew that men liked to be tended to so she told Marvin to lay on his back and she positioned herself between his open thighs.
"Okay if I suck you?" she asked sweetly. Such language from such an innocent angel made Marvin smile.
He put his hands gently on the top of her head and said, "Of course. We will both experience much pleasure before the night is out."
Suzie's touch was as gentle as a feather and Marvin found her to be a perfect lover.
She cupped a soft palm under his aching balls and gave them a little squeeze that made Marvin groan with joy.
She kissed his hairy thighs with a knowing mouth and ran a single fingernail lightly up the stalk of his cock, all the way from the base to the tip of the glands.
It had been a long time for both of them and they had to concentrate on being patient.
They both wanted to fuck wildly but they knew the moment was magic, and magic moments should last, so they breathed very hard and took things one step at a time.
Suzie lowered her head, now lying on her stomach before him.
She kissed the wrinkled sack that held his balls and licked lightly with quick flicks of her tongue as she kissed.
She stuck her tongue out as far as it would go and ran it up and down the length of his throbbing prick.
Marvin's hips began to writhe on the red bedspread in a circular motion.
He could tell his first orgasm would come quickly.
Suzie flicked her tongue rapidly over the hyper-sensitive spot on the inside of Marvin's penis, just below the head.
Marvin made a gurgling noise in the back of his throat and all of the muscles in his body went taut with the unreleased tension he was experiencing.
Then Suzie opened her mouth wide and plunged her head down on his cock.
She had been taught to take a man's entire cock deep into her throat, and she was very good at it.
Marvin had never felt such a talented mouth before. Suzie had never dealt with a cock that big before but she had trained herself to relax the muscles in her throat so she could take the whole thing without gagging.
Marvin let out a loud deep groan as he felt his cock sink deep up into her throat.
Suzie's head began to bob up and down violently, as if she wanted to suck him dry.
With one hand she gently fingers his concave nipples, while with the other she fondles his balls.
Marvin began to move his hips up and down at that point, making the water bed move in sync with the blow job.
In a matter of seconds there was a tremendous explosion deep in Marvin's groin and he let out a howl of ecstasy.
His balls had been full of semen and the orgasm brought forth great quantities of steaming sticky come.
Suzie drank that seed down as if it were the elixir of life.
She sucked until the final spasm of his climax made his shudder.
She pulled her head off his cock and looked at him with one eyebrow arched.
"You like that?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
Marvin caught his breath, smiled, and said, "Yes, I like that."
He knew what he wanted now. He wanted to taste the wonderful honey pot which boiled between her thighs.
He sat up, and without a word, communicated to Suzie that he wanted to eat her cunt.
There was a thin layer of perspiration covering them both now and their skins shone under the light of the television screen.
The movie was now showing a scene of a pretty blonde girl, who appeared to be very young getting fucked up the ass from the rear by a man with an awesome, almost grossly big prick. The blonde girl's cries seemed to be as much from pain as from pleasure, and the sounds from the movie only made the two lovers on the water bed hornier.
Suzie parted her thighs far and raised her knees. Her cute round toes curled under and her lips were puffy and parted with passion.
Marvin put his head between her legs and smelled the erotic scent of her drooling cunt.
He was just as gentle as she as he kissed her thighs and ran his fingers lightly through the patch of black pubic hair above her cunt.
He wondered if she trimmed that bush because it was almost perfectly in the shape of a heart.
He ran his tongue all over the outer lips of her quim until she was squirming violently.
Then he pulled those lips apart with delicate fingers and licked the soaking wet pink folds of flesh within.
She began to mutter, "Moto!"
Which translated means, "Fleshquake!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Her writhing became increasingly more violent as his hungry tongue explored the inside of her cunt.
He made his tongue sharp at the tip and plunged it as deep as it would go in her fuck hole.
When he pulled the lips of her pussy as far apart as they would go, he could see her erect clitoris protruding.
It was an angry red color and it seemed to yearn to be licked.
Suzie's hips moved and her head thrashed from side to side, making her long silky black hair fly through the air.
The water bed bounced up and down and they felt as if they were making love on a fluffy white cloud high above the ground on a warm spring day.
Marvin then did move his tongue up to that clit and he just grazed it with a quick flick.
This produced a violent, almost desperate reaction from the young girl.
Her hips bucked upward and she shouted "Godan!" which in her dialect means faster and harder at the same time.
Of course Marvin did not understand the word but he could tell by the tone of her voice exactly what she was talking about.
The muscles in her neck were tight and sticking out and her fingers held on to the bed so tightly her knuckles had turned white.
He did as she asked. He flicked his tongue hard and fast across her throbbing love button.
Her cries rose in pitch and she could feel the tension in her loins mounting to the point of blissful release.
Marvin timed the movement of his tongue perfectly.
Just at the crucial point of Suzie's climax, he put his lips around her erect clit and sucked it up into his mouth, still flicking his tongue over it as fast and hard as he could.
She lifted her hips up off the bed and Marvin had to hold her tightly with both arms to keep his mouth in the proper place.
A great gush of cunt juice was released and Marvin sucked and drank, knowing that her orgasm was a big one.
She screamed for a long time as many ripples of joy ran up and down her spine.
Then she relaxed and made a purring noise that got Marvin's cock as hard as a rock once again.
He moved himself up on the bed so that he was lying next to her.
They did not speak. They merely gazed into each other's eyes.
Marvin was already hopelessly in love and he wanted to keep Suzie around for a very long time.
She ran her fingers over his thick prick and he sighed.
He placed the palm of his hand over her crotch and pressed firmly as if he did not want any of her pleasure to leak out.
"You fuck me now?" Suzie asked, apparently unaware that she was using the vulgar term for the act.
Marvin smiled and nodded. There was nothing in the world he wanted to do more.
Suzie held out her arms as an invitation for the man to mount her.
He moved so that he was lying on top of her. He could feel her firm breasts pressing flat against him.
He put his mouth over hers very hard and thrust his tongue deep inside her.
She responded with her own tongue and they were both panting and moaning with their common pleasure.
His hard prick was pinned between them and Suzie loved the way it felt on her super aroused flesh.
Marvin raised his hips so his hard cock hovered above the small young girl's pussy.
She spread her legs open as far as they would go.
Then she reached down with her hand and grasped his cock around the stem.
She gave it a couple of quick squeezes to make sure it was fully engorged with blood.
Content that it was, she directed the head of his cock so it was between the outer lips of her dripping slippery cunt.
The tension of anticipation was great in them both.
They both seemed to be holding their breaths, waiting for the magic moment of initial penetration.
They were at the gates of Heaven and a single thrust of Marvin's hips would allow them inside.
He did not ram his cock into her all at once, like his instincts told him to.
Once again his emotions managed to tame his glands, and he lowered his hips slowly, letting little Suzie feel each inch of his cock as he entered her.
Suzie had never had a cock that big up her cunt before, and she gasped as she felt the walls of her pussy stretch as they filled to capacity.
On the television screen a muscular man was balling the shit out of a little girl in pig-tails on top of a pool table.
Marvin's cock sunk deep into Suzie, reaching places inside her womb that had never been touched before.
Her cunt was tight on his cock and she tensed then relaxed the muscles inside so that she squeezed his rod, giving him great pleasure.
Marvin knew that he had already spilled one load of seed, so he would be able to keep it up for a long time.
He pulled his cock out just as slowly as he had first entered, withdrawing until only his throbbing purple glands was inside.
Then he eased himself back in. Suzie was immediately near orgasm, feeling more like a sexual animal than she ever had before.
The stem of his prick was thick and he rode her high so that it rubbed against her love button as he stroked.
He worked his way in and out of that tight cunt with a slow steady motion.
Suzie jerked her hips upward with each thrust of Marvin's cock, so each penetration was as deep as possible.
The pace of the fuck slowly increased, as Suzie began to scream her passionate Chinese words.
Marvin found her lust chatter very sexy and soon he was plowing his thick cock in and out of her as fast and hard as he could.
She started to have orgasms at that point, screaming wildly, and bucking violently.
The water bed rolled as if they were fucking on the ocean in the middle of a hurricane.
Suzie's orgasms were centered deep inside her cunt, where the head of Marvin's cock stroked her at the moment of deepest penetration.
She had one shuddering climax after another as they fucked.
It got to the point where she could not tell where one orgasm ended and the next started.
Her tight pussy made a funny squishing noise as his cock hammered her with reckless abandon.
After a long time, Marvin could feel the come settling at the base of his cock.
They were both soaking wet with sweat and breathing like they were in the third overtime of a basketball game.
Marvin arched his back and felt his jaw drop. His mouth hung open and he could feel the intensity of the explosion that was about to take place within him.
With a howl, that sounded like a werewolf calling to the full moon, Marvin came buckets of semen.
He bathed the inside of the small girl's womb with his sticky come and she had one last orgasm just at that moment.
They lay still for a long time, his slackening cock still inside her.
It had been quite a workout and they were both badly in need of a moments rest.
"Would you like to take a bath with me?" Marvin asked.
Suzie thought that was a great idea. They went into the bathroom and filled the tub with hot water.
Then they both got in, sitting on the bottom of the tub facing one another.
They gently and sensuously washed each other's bodies, using plenty of soap and paying special attention to each other's genitals.
They already felt very comfortable naked with one another.
When they were both very clean and refreshed Suzie had a suggestion that surprised and pleased Marvin.
"A woman is born to serve a man," she said. "If you are to be my lover, you must love me in every way possible."
Marvin paused, still not entirely sure what she was talking about.
She continued after making sure she chose the right English words to express what she wanted.
"I want you to fuck my ass," she said bluntly, her face aglow with innocent freshness.
Marvin thought it was a splendid idea, and agreed that he too would derive much pleasure from such an act.
They climbed out of the tub and dried each other gently with a big white fluffy bath towel.
Marvin had never taken a girl up the asshole before, but he figured that there had to be a first time for everything.
He was still amazed at his good luck. He had started the evening feeling very alone and now his every sexual need was willfully being appeased.
They returned to the bed and lay down stroking one another.
The bath had made them both feel warm and soft. Their skin tingled.
On the television screen two women were eating each other out at the same time next to a swimming pool.
Suzie lay on her belly with her arms folded under her head.
Marvin straddled her and kneaded the flesh on her slim shoulders.
He could tell she had not been eating properly, and he was determined to make life a lot more pleasant for the little girl.
He could tell by the way her ribs stuck out that she had suffered a lot since she had been in America.
He was going to put a little meat on her bones and see to it that she would never have to put in another twelve hour day in that sweat shop.
He ran his fingers up and down her spine feeling the bumps in the middle of her back.
His massage relaxed her completely and she moaned to be fucked in the ass.
His cock was very hard once again and stuck out straight in front of him.
He moved so that he was kneeling beside her hips on the bed.
He ran the palms of his hands over her perfect round hips.
She swooned as she felt his gently pull the cheeks of her ass apart and work one finger up and down the crack.
He lowered his head and kissed her round firm buttocks.
He gave those soft cheeks little bites that made Suzie giggle.
Then he got behind her and he ran his tongue between those cheeks.
He found the tight puckered asshole with his tongue and licked at it tentatively.
He could tell by the way the little girl moaned that she liked this a lot.
With the middle finger of his right hand he pressed on the little hole.
He could tell she wanted to be penetrated there badly because she gave no resistance when he began to push his finger up that hole.
He pushed until his whole finger was up her asshole. He loved how hot and tight it was in there.
If it was that tight on his finger, he wondered how tight it would be on his cock.
She arched her back and said something in Chinese as he began to slide his finger in and out of that hole.
He joined his forefinger and his middle finger together and slid both of them in and out of her asshole at the same time.
He could tell her sphincter was very relaxed. No matter how much he stretched that tight hole she would feel no discomfort.
"Get up on your knees," he whispered to the little girl.
With a blissful sigh she moved up onto her knees sticking that round perfect ass up in the air as far as it would go.
Marvin loved the way girls looked from the rear.
He could see the swollen lips of her cunt and the tiny nether eye of her asshole at the same time.
He got up on his knees behind her and ran the bulging purple head of his man tool up and down the crack of her ass.
When the very tip of his prick found its mark he began to press forward with his hips.
Her asshole dilated and stretched as his cock began to push its way inside.
She screamed out her lust and Marvin made a single loud grunt as he slowly pushed himself deep into her bowels.
It was the most marvelous sensation he had ever experienced.
He fucked her asshole with the same furious intensity as when he fucked her cunt.
He reached around and flicked his finger across her clit as he buggered her.
She started to come again, with machine-gun-like rapidity.
Marvin was amazed that any female had such capacity for pleasure.
She had said that she had been trained since birth to serve the male, and Marvin could tell that she had been trained well.
Her life was dedicated to pleasing men. She was a perfect partner.
Marvin was determined to never let her go. He wanted to keep the beautiful lover at his side forever.
Marvin was so excited that he was doing something he had never done before that it wasn't long before he came again, this time shooting his wad deep into the girl's darkest depths.
Marvin quickly made arrangements after that to have Suzie stop working at the sweat shop in Chinatown.
She moved in with him and he supported her entirely.
Her only responsibility was to make sure Marvin was always sexually satisfied.
They fucked three, sometimes four times, every night and after six weeks of bliss in his SoHo loft (for he yet could not afford his penthouse) he asked her to be his wife and she gleefully accepted.
They were married the next day in a simple civil ceremony.
The wedding was witnessed by strangers and none of the people Marvin worked with knew he had taken a wife.
He was afraid that if any of his friends found out how beautiful and open for suggestion Suzie was, they would try to steal her away.
Marvin had tried to find out if the Chinese girl had a sense of monogamy, but he was never convinced.
She had been trained to serve men and he was never sure if that meant all men or just one man.
Without the worries of survival Suzie quickly filled out and became even more beautiful than before.
While Marvin was away at work Suzie spent a lot of time watching television.
She used TV programs to teach herself English and became more and more westernized in her ways.
Her favorite programs were the soap operas because they were filled with interesting stories of woman who put out for damn near everybody.
Suzie, in her innocence, believed the soap operas were a real indication of what life in America was like.
She thought that cheating on one's husband was the thing to do.
She wanted to be a modern American housewife in every way and she thought cheating was just part of that.
So whenever a salesman would come to the door Suzie would politely ask him if he wanted to come in and fuck.
She very seldom was refused, and she thought it was very fun that she had lovers her husband knew nothing about.
Marvin had not an inkling of what was going on behind his back.
He trusted Suzie completely and he never cheated on her.
He was sure that they had the perfect marriage and that it would last for eternity.
But his dream was shattered on afternoon the following spring when he decided he was sick of restaurant food and felt like a home cooked meal for lunch.
He knew Suzie would not mind and he thought it would be a pleasant change of pace to come home on his lunch hour.
But when he got to his SoHo loft, he found his loving wife rolling around on the floor with a seventeen year old delivery boy.
Marvin's mind snapped. His rational self left him forever at that moment.
Never again would he be able to think of women without a twinge of hate.
His wrath turned him into a vicious animal and he set about to destroy his wife immediately.
The delivery boy was scared shitless. Marvin picked him up in the air and literally threw him out the door, gathering his clothes and throwing them out also.
"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" he screamed at Suzie.
His face was all red and the little girl thought for a moment he was going to have a heart attack.
"I was just acting like the women on 'The Passion of Our Lust'," she said innocently, referring to her favorite soap opera.
"Oh yeah? Well I'll show you how the men on that show should act!" Marvin screamed. He was totally out of control. He slapped the beautiful Chinese girl across the face many times.
Suzie was not sure what she had done wrong and pleaded for mercy.
But this was not the same Marvin who was hitting her. This was a madman.
His mind quickly thought of ways to punish his wife for turning him into a cuckold.
He beat her viciously with both fists, until she screamed in pain and a little blood came out of the corner of her mouth.
Then he had an idea.
He smashed her once in the jaw with a right cross that knocked her cold.
He busily went to work. There were two sturdy screws in the ceiling with hooks attached to them.
He went to his dresser drawer and pulled out a long piece of rope.
He got a step ladder out of his closet and ran the rope through both hooks.
He then tied one end of the rope tightly around Suzie's ankles and pulled on the other end so that she was lifted, upside down, into the air.
When her feet were near the ceiling he tied the other end of the rope to a water pipe that ran along the wall.
Her long black hair hung straight down and her arms dangled limp below her.
Then he stood with his muscular arms folded across his chest waiting for her to come to.
He did not want to alarm the neighbors so he pulled a dirty handkerchief out of his pocket, brutally pulled Suzie's jaw open and stuffed the cloth into her mouth.
He was going to give her a lot of pain and he did not want anyone to hear her screams of agony.
When Suzie finally opened her eyes they immediately became wide with terror.
"I'll show you what happens to sluts!" Marvin screamed as he slowly took off his belt.
He thrashed the little girl mercilessly across the breasts with the belt, making her skin angry red.
He beat her until her entire body was one big welt.
But his anger did not ease as he beat her so cruelly.
In fact his irrational mind became even more filled with ire as he tortured the little helpless girl.
He pulled the ladder across the floor so that it was right next to her.
Then he went to the closet once again and pulled out a broom.
"Oh yes, my little slut of a wife," he sneered. "I'll show you what happens to bad girls here in America." He took the stick end of the broom and climbed to the top of the ladder.
"I wonder how long this had been going on," Marvin said aloud. "How many men have come through those doors into my home and fucked my wife? How many times have you made a complete fool out of me?"
He jammed the broomstick up her ass as far as he could with one brutal plunge.
He could feel the tender flesh inside of her tearing and he knew the agony he was putting her through.
Her face was beet red and totally contorted with pain.
She had no idea what she had done wrong. For the first time in months she was having trouble thinking in English.
All of her thoughts were in Chinese and she couldn't even translate, in her panic, what her angry husband was screaming to her.
All of the blood in her body was rushing to her head and she wished she could pass out right then and there.
But she stayed conscious as Marvin continued to rape her cruelly in the ass with the broomstick.
He had a look of insane satisfaction on his face.
His eyes were wild and it was obvious to look at him, that he had suddenly undergone a gross personality change.
At that point Marvin's memory of the incident became vague.
It was as if it all happened in a half forgotten nightmare.
The next thing he knew Suzie had stopped breathing and she was no longer his.
She was no longer anybody's.
He threw her in a burlap sack and took her to the East River where he tossed her in.
As far as he knew, no one ever found her body. She drifted out to sea and there was no one except Marvin to even know she was gone.
From then on Marvin set out to get revenge on all Chinese females.
He thought everyone of them was out to humiliate him and he had to get them before they got him.
But until he found May Ling, he had never wanted to keep one around for very long.
CHAPTER EIGHT
May Ling opened her eyes and blinked sleepily.
For a moment she couldn't figure out where she was.
Then she stretched out her arms and felt how sore her body was and the whole thing came back to her.
She remembered the transformation she had undergone arid she smiled contentedly.
She wasn't the same little girl she had been the previous morning.
She had found a sense of worth as the sex slave of Marvin Manning.
She felt very pleased with herself and she wondered what the future had in store for her.
She looked down at the bed next to her and saw that her master was still asleep.
She kissed him lightly on the cheek and his eyes fluttered until they opened.
He looked up at her and smiled with recognition.
"Good morning, sex master, you sweet hunk you," May Ling said with a fresh smile on her face.
Marvin couldn't believe it was true. But he had learned his lesson after his wife.
Even though she said she would serve him completely, and no doubt she would, he knew that also meant she would serve any man with the same verve.
If she was going to fuck another guy it was going to be while he was present.
He was never, under any circumstances going to leave her alone so she would have an opportunity to make a fool out of him.
He had plans for May Ling.
He had given the matter a lot of thought and he had several ideas of things he could do to her and places he could take her for his amusement.
Ever since he had found his taste for S and M, he had become familiar with the many clubs in New York that were designed especially for people with discerning sexual tastes.
His favorite among those was a place called The Leather Strap.
He thought it would be fun to take May Ling there so he could show off his new slave.
He wanted all of the other kinky masters, both male and female, to know just how much his slave worshipped him.
"May Ling, I am going to take you to a nightclub tonight designed just for sex masters and their slaves," Marvin said to the little girl, yawning and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
May Ling clapped her hands together in front of her bare breasts and let out a little shriek of joy.
"Oh master, that would be wonderful. What are we going to do there?"
"Well I don't want to get into any specifics because that would ruin the surprise, but I will tell you that you are going to be the prettiest slave there and everyone will be very envious of me when they see how much you love me and how much pain you are willing to put up with to prove that love."
"I promise I will do my best; to make you very very proud of me," May Ling said.
And she was telling the truth. If she was going to be a sex slave she wanted to be the best fucking sex slave in the world.
She never once thought about her mother and father and her home in Brooklyn.
She figured that aspect of her life was over now and there was no point in taking up precious time by thinking about it.
It did not concern her at all that her folks would be worried sick when they discovered that she was not going to be coming home anymore.
She never once considered the possibility that her parents were likely to call the police and report her as a missing person.
She was in a brand new world now, which had absolutely nothing to do with the world he had just left.
This was a world filled with orgasms and pain.
It was a world free of the horrible guilt which had haunted her.
Marvin ordered May Ling to make him breakfast, making sure first that she knew how to cook.
Then he called his secretary at work to tell her he would not be in at all the following week.
May Ling was a very good slave for the rest of the day and did everything her master asked her to immediately without once complaining.
Because of this Marvin found no need to punish her.
Besides, he wanted her to save her energy. He was thinking about the workout she was going to get that night at The Leather Strap.
Late in the afternoon Marvin took May Ling out shopping and bought her a lot of pretty clothes.
He wanted his slave to be dazzling wherever she went so that everyone would be green with envy when they saw her.
He chose the outfit he wanted her to wear to the S and M club.
It consisted of a tight black dress that went below the knee and super high spike high heels.
He taught her to walk behind him with her head bowed on the street so everyone would be able to tell just how subservient she was to him.
Underneath the dress she was to wear nothing at all.
Once the dress was removed she would be completely naked.
Since her legs were bronzed and beautiful, he felt she had no need for stockings.
And he was right. Her bare legs coming out of that black dress were spectacular.
They went out to dinner before going to the club and Marvin advised May Ling to eat light because she was bound to be put through a lot of pain before the night was through.
"I will eat light, master," May Ling said with a little bow. "I do not want to embarrass you by throwing up during the torture session. I never want to embarrass you in any way."
"That's very good May Ling. You keep up that attitude and we are going to have a splendid relationship."
Marvin still felt some hate run through his veins when he looked at May Ling's almond shaped eyes because she reminded him so much of his wife.
But there was also a bit of pride in his soul when he gazed at her.
Not only did he want to hurt her, but he wanted to use her to show off.
For dinner Marvin had a thick steak cooked very rare so the blood and juices ran out of it when he pierced it with his knife.
May Ling had just a salad, which she picked at and left half eaten.
The Leather Strap was in the upper seventies on the east side of Manhattan.
Marvin hailed a cab and told the driver the corner he wanted to left off at.
From the outside there was no way to tell what kind of place The Leather Strap was.
It looked like just another brownstone in a long row of brownstones.
Unless one knew it was there already, one would never find it.
May Ling felt very excited at the prospect of being a sex slave in front of strangers.
She wanted to make her master very proud of her. She was determined to be the star slave of the evening.
Marvin took May Ling by the hand and led her to the front of the dark building.
Not only did the building look residential, it looked as if no one was home.
Marvin rang an unmarked doorbell and a buzzer released the lock on the front door.
May Ling opened the door and allowed her master to enter first.
In front of them was a dark flight of stairs, that looked spooky, like something out of an Alfred Hitchcock movie.
There was a thin man with very short hair at the top of the stairs whose job it was to screen the clientele.
He was to politely advise curiosity seekers to go elsewhere for their entertainment.
Only hardcore masters and slaves were allowed inside.
"Good evening, Mr. Manning," the guy at the top of the stairs said. "I hope everything is well with you."
"Yes, Cecil," Marvin said. "I've brought along a novice. I hope no one will mind."
"A guest of yours is always welcome here. You know that, Mr. Manning," Cecil said with a sly grin.
Marvin and May Ling passed through another door and for the first time they could hear music and laughter. It sounded as if a party was going on.
They were asked by a woman in black leather to remove all of their clothes.
Marvin and May Ling quickly stripped naked and were given a number attached to a bracelet which they each put around their wrists so they would be able to pick up their clothes as they left.
The two of them passed through yet another door and the scene May Ling saw made her eyes bulge out of her head.
It was a large room lit only by candles on the tables and on top of the bar.
The bar ran along one half of the room and one end was dominated by a stage.
Everyone was naked and there was all sorts of hot sex action going on.
There were girls making it with girls, guys fucking chicks on top of tables, girls wearing dildoes fucking guys, two guys fucking one girl at the same time and so on.
Every conceivable combination of fucking people could be seen.
May Ling was fascinated by it all and she couldn't wait to join the party.
"We better find a place to sit," Marvin said sternly. "It is almost show time."
May Ling followed a few steps behind Marvin as they moved to a corner booth.
Already a lot of the people in the club had noticed her.
She was by far the most beautiful girl there. The men and women who desired her knew better than to make any advances toward May Ling.
It was strictly against the rules to use another man's slave without first asking his permission.
But May Ling was the focus of attention from the moment she entered.
Then a tall muscular man wearing a black leather mask over his head walked out on the stage and a spotlight from the ceiling shone down on him.
He walked up to a microphone and cleared his throat, preparing to speak.
The buzz of activity in the crowd stopped as everyone waited for the show.
Some people even stopped to watch in mid-fuck. There was silence. You could have heard a pin drop.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen," the man with the mask said. "I am Baron Brutal and I am here to entertain you. I am the world's greatest sadist. There is no other capable of inflicting pain like I can. This is a fact and I will beat the living shit out of anyone who disagrees with me."
A loud cheer went up in the audience. It was obvious no one was about to disagree with Baron Brutal.
"I'm not the sort of guy to fuck around so we're going to get right down to business here. I want a couple of masters out there to volunteer their slaves so we can all have a little fun."
Marvin's eyes lit up and he knew what he wanted to do.
He volunteered May Ling so he would be able to watch her tortured from afar.
"Get up there!" he ordered May Ling. She was nervous but did not think to complain. She quickly ran with a girlish bounce up to the stage and climbed the stairs so she was standing next to the man in the black leather mask.
A few seconds later a second female slave strode up to the stage.
She was just as petite as May Ling but she had tight blonde curls, a shaved pussy, and very large tits.
She was the sex slave of a famous record producer who frequented the S and M club.
Her name was Candy Cummings and she had been a favorite at The Leather Strap for a long time.
May Ling was a novice, and even though the audience was immediately enchanted by her beauty, they reserved their approval until they saw how she performed.
Baron Brutal had the two slaves introduce themselves to the crowd and Candy received tremendous cheers. May Ling received polite clapping.
Marvin was upset that the response to his slave was not more enthusiastic.
But he knew his Chink slave would win over the crowd soon. It was only a matter of time before she won their hearts.
"Okay May Ling, you scum ridden little whore!" Baron Brutal said to the small black haired girl. "I want you to answer me one question. Have you ever eaten pussy before?"
May Ling shook her head that she had not.
The man in the black leather mask threw back his head and laughed at her.
"Well it's about fucking time you learn. Eat out sweet Candy's cunt until she comes. If you fail to make her come, I assure you, you will regret it!"
May Ling had never considered eating out another girl before and she wasn't sure she liked the idea.
But indirectly it was her own master who was ordering her to do it so she never considered refusing.
Candy stood on the stage with her legs far apart.
May Ling knelt before her so that her face was directly in front of the cute blonde girl's cunt.
May Ling had never seen a cunt up close before, especially not one with all the hair shaved off of it.
She was fascinated. She could smell the musky odor of Candy's pussy and she knew that she smelled the same way.
She thought about how she liked to be eaten and decided to do the same thing to Candy.
She could see that the blonde's cunt was already wet from anticipation, and she figured half the battle was already won.
May Ling raised her delicate hands up to the other girl's crotch and very gently pulled the outer lips of her cunt apart.
Just as she was doing this Baron Brutal took two clothes pins and attached them to May Ling's nipples.
The Chinese girl howled in pain and the crowd roared.
"What's the matter, May Ling," Baron Brutal said with a hiss. "That doesn't hurt does it?"
May Ling could feel her own cunt getting very wet as the awful pain ran through her body.
She knew she had to concentrate on only one thing, making Candy Cummings have an orgasm.
Ignoring her crying nipples, she began to lap at the inside of Candy's pussy, for the first time tasting another girl's cunt.
She soon discovered that she liked the taste very much. She liked the idea of giving another slave pleasure.
May Ling figured that since they were both sexual submissives, it was like they were sisters in a way.
She quickly moved her soft hot pink tongue up to Candy's erect clitoris and in a matter of minutes Candy burst into orgasm, shouting her joy.
The crowd went wild with applause and cheering. Marvin was proud of his slave.
So far his little Chink slave had done perfectly. He had faith in her. He knew she could take everything Baron Brutal could dish out an more. After she held that huge enema for him, he knew there was no limit to the agony she could stand.
At that point Baron Brutal ordered his assistant to come on stage.
"Let's have a big hand for Madame Pain," he said with a broad gesture of his arm.
A tall woman with long flowing chestnut hair crossed to the center of the stage.
"Now draw back the curtain and reveal the crosses!" Baron Brutal shouted.
A rear curtain was pulled back to reveal two crosses just like the one Jesus was crucified on.
The two cute little slaves gasped when they saw those crosses.
May Ling couldn't help but wonder if they were going to drive stakes though her hands and feet.
But this was not to be the case. They were to be attached to the crosses by ropes.
A set of stage crew people came out and lowered the crosses to the stage floor, then, at the man in the black mask's order, tied the two slaves onto them, and raised them back up.
Everyone in the audience was pushing and shoving their way up to the stage now, to get a better view of the action.
May Ling felt very strange up above the stage floor attached to a cross.
She knew they were going to do something horrible to her but she had no idea what it was.
She hoped it would hurt a lot, however, because she figured that the greater the agony she experienced the more proud her master would be of her.
Both Baron Brutal and Madame Pain left the stage for a moment and when they returned they were carrying vicious looking whips.
"It's punishment time!" Baron Brutal screamed and the crowd cheered like crazy.
At the exact same time Baron Brutal snapped his whip off May Ling's left nipple and Madame Pain snapped her whip in the same place on Candy.
The two girls cried out in pain simultaneously.
The whipping continued until there were great tears streaming down both of the girls' faces, and their heads hung limp.
"Don't go away," Baron Brutal said. "I have one more amusing trick before I am done with these two unworthy slaves. They have yet to receive enough punishment. They have yet to be humiliated enough to satisfy my cruel lusts."
Both Candy and May Ling were removed from their crosses and were led to the center of the stage where a blinding spotlight shone down on them.
"Let me explain to you two slaves exactly what I am going to do," Baron Brutal said, talking to the audience and the two slaves at the same time. "Candy here is going to be given an enema, a very big enema. May Ling will be positioned on her hands and knees right behind Candy so that when she releases her shit-water it will hit the little Chink right in the face. Ah, but that is not all. My assistant, Madame Pain, is going to strap on a dildo and fuck May Ling in the ass at the same time. There's no telling how far Candy is going to spew this water so any of you who do not want to soil yourselves should perhaps move back away from the stage."
Nobody moved.
"You all love shit, don't you?" Baron Brutal said with a grin.
May Ling was very sore from the terrible whipping she had received while bound to the cross and she was having trouble moving.
When she was ordered to get down on her hands and knees she hesitated and had to be cruelly pushed down to the stage floor.
A brace was put around the little Chinese girl's neck so she would be unable to turn her head away at the moment Candy released her enema.
May Ling could tell she was about to experience the ultimate in humiliation.
Her body torn and bruised, she was going to be forced to take a full blast of shit-water right in the kisser.
She loved the idea.
Madame Pain strapped on a big black hard rubber dildo and positioned herself behind May Ling.
A black male slave wearing only a loin cloth came on stage carrying an enema bag already filled with warm soapy water.
While the black slave held the bag high in the air, Baron Brutal pulled Candy's sweet ass cheeks apart and stuck the nozzle in her tight pink asshole.
As the water started to flow into Candy's bowels Madame Pain thrust forward with her hips and drove the black dildo deep up May Ling's butt.
May Ling was still sore there from the previous night and let out a cry of agony as she felt that tender flesh once again become ravaged.
Once again the crowd fell silent. Nobody even blinked for fear they would miss something important.
Candy shut her eyes very tight and clenched her teeth.
She knew it would be a costly error to allow any of the water to leak out of her asshole before Baron Brutal gave the word.
Marvin was sitting back away from the stage watching with great interest.
He could tell that May Ling was winning over the crowd and he was very proud of her.
He wanted everybody to know that he was her master.
He wanted everybody to know that he was the one who trained her to be obedient even in the face of agony.
And he wanted everyone to know that he had done it in only twenty-four hours.
Soon the enema bag was empty and Candy Cummings' bowels were completely filled with the water.
Madame Pain had driven the black hard rubber dildo all the way up sweet May Ling's asshole.
Both of the little girls were in tremendous pain.
The crowd could tell by the way both of their faces contorted and turned red.
But neither of the little girls cried out or asked for the punishment to stop.
This, of course, is a sign of a very good slave.
Then Baron Brutal pulled the enema nozzle out of Candy's asshole.
"Release!" he shouted and stood back to avoid being splattered.
With a loud farting noise great quantities of brown shit water shot out of the blonde's asshole and struck May Ling right in the face.
Madame Pain was also struck by some of it but she continued to hump away at May Ling's asshole anyway.
This segment of the show was over and Baron Brutal dismissed the two slaves.
One black slave in loin cloth came out and dragged the two little girls off to a shower room where they could clean off.
Another came out with a mop to clean up the mess Candy had made on the stage.
Marvin ran backstage to make sure nothing happened to May Ling that he didn't know about.
As the days wore on May Ling found herself remembering less and less about what life was like before she met Marvin in the singles bar.
She remembered that she had once lived in Brooklyn but she had trouble picturing what her mother and father looked like.
The incident with her sister had been completely peeled away by the intense brainwashing she had undergone.
She was now literally a zombie.
She lived only to serve her master. She had been stripped of all sense of identity and self-respect.
At sixteen years old May Ling was no more than a blank slate.
CHAPTER NINE
When May Ling failed to come home that first night she went into Manhattan alone her parents became very worried.
They called all of her friends and verified the fact that their daughter had lied to them.
Their next step was of course to call the police.
Since May Ling was pretty and young and from a rather nice neighborhood, the press picked up on the case right away.
Only days after her strange mysterious disappearance her picture was plastered all over the papers.
Along with her picture were headlines like this: HAVE YOU SEEN THIS GIRL?
Marvin Manning of course saw the papers and he told himself not to panic.
He ordered May Ling to never, under any circumstances read the newspapers or watch television.
Ever since the incident with his wife he didn't like the idea of girls watching television anyway.
May Ling considered that to be just another order.
She had no idea that anyone was looking for her.
She couldn't conceive of the possibility that anyone would care about her enough to look for her.
But Marvin Manning's fatal error had already been made.
With May Ling's disappearance getting so much publicity there was bound to be someone who had seen her who would remember her.
And that person turned out to be the cab driver who took Marvin and May Ling to The Leather Strap.
He called the cops and gave them a description of the man she was with.
Detective MacIntyre Symms decided he wanted to talk to the cabby in person.
The cab driver's name was Keith Brenner. Symms met him in his Brooklyn apartment.
"Are you sure the girl you saw in your cab was the one in the picture?"
"Absolutely. She was quite a looker, and I know my girls. She was the best looking girl to get in my cab in a very long time. Great legs too. I was really surprised to read that she was only sixteen."
"What about the guy she was with?"
"Well, he was a tall distinguished looking gentlemen. I figured he was rich. He gave me a great tip."
"Could you identify him if you saw him again."
"I think so. I remember thinking that he sure was a lucky fellow to be going out with such a pretty girl. I guess the rich guys always get the best looking women."
"Yeah. I guess so. Do you remember the address you took them to?"
"Gosh. I'd have to give that some thought. I think it was in the upper seventies, somewhere on the east side."
"Can you be any more specific than that?"
"I get a lot of fares. I think he just gave me a corner, not a number."
But that was all MacIntyre Symms needed to bust the case wide open.
It didn't take too many brains to put the pieces together.
He was well aware of the fact that The Leather Strap was in that neighborhood.
Vice wasn't his beat so he'd never had a reason to go there before.
But when a little girl's life is at stake things are different.
Symms was the sort of cop who believed everything was okay as long as nobody was being forced to do anything against their will.
He knew the sort of things that went on in that sleazy club but he always assumed that was just a bored sect of society getting their rocks off in a kinky way.
Now he knew that the clue to May Ling's whereabouts lay inside that joint.
He thanked the cabbie very much, hopped in his car and went to The Leather Strap.
As usual Cecil was at the door.
"New York Police Department," Symms said flashing a badge. "I'd like to ask you a few questions."
"Look, pig. I ain't answering any of your fucking questions," Cecil said and spat on the floor.
"Hey, faggot. I ain't with vice, but I can have this place closed down for good, pronto unless you give me full cooperation."
To emphasize his point Symms grabbed Cecil by the front of the shirt and lifted him up in the air.
"Yeah, yeah. Okay. Cool out," Cecil stammered. "What do you want to know."
Symms could tell the little bastard was about to spill the beans. Symms figured he didn't have any time to lose.
"You know May Ling, the girl that's been in the papers."
"I don't read the papers."
Symms threw Cecil against the wall so the little man struck his head hard.
"You read the papers. You know just what the fuck I'm talking about!"
"Yeah, yeah. Okay. I seen the papers. What about her. She split home, what about it?"
"She ever been in here?"
"I don't remember."
Symms slapped Cecil across the face with a vicious backhand that made the little guy bleed from the lower lip.
"Yeah, she's been in here."
"Who was she with?"
Cecil was not about to have the cop hit him again. He knew he would probably be fired for tattling on one of the club's regular customers but it was better than getting the shit kicked out of him.
"A guy named Manning. He comes here all the time. Always with a different chick."
"Manning? What's his first name?"
"Uh, let me see. Marvin I think."
"Got any idea where he lives?"
"No, and that's the God's honest truth. Don't hit me. I really don't know."
"Thanks."
And with that Symms was down the stairs and in his cop car.
MacIntyre Symms had no trouble finding out where Marvin Manning lived.
The sadist was listed in the phone book under his real name.
Within a matter of moments Symms was parked outside of Manning's building.
Marvin looked out the window, saw the red lights flashing and he knew the jig was up.
He went to his dresser drawer and pulled out a pistol.
May Ling was sitting in the middle of the living room floor, naked, staring straight ahead.
The poor girl had been left without a personality.
Manning put the gun to May Ling's temple just as there was a pounding on the door.
"Open up, Manning! This is the police. We know you've got the girl."
MacIntyre Symms heard a gunshot from inside the apartment.
He reacted immediately by kicking in the door. When he rushed into the apartment with his .38 caliber snub-nosed police special in front of him he looked at the scene inside and relaxed.
He put his gun back in its holster.
It was over.
Marvin Manning had turned the gun on himself and had blown his own brains out.
May Ling was in tears. Her master was dead.
It was May Ling's eighteenth birthday and her mother and father had arranged for a surprise party.
Ever since she was abducted by the sadist May Ling had undergone intensive psychiatric therapy.
She had regained her feeling of self-worth and she had even, under hypnosis, told the doctors about the guilt she felt over the death of her sister.
She was well on the road to being a happy, normal fully grown woman.
Her trauma had made her avoid boys and she had not had a sexual experience since Marvin Manning shot himself.
But all of that was about to come to an end.
Because there was a college boy from down the street at the surprise party named Paul Cockerham who had his eye on the pretty girl.
Paul was handsome and smart and funny and May Ling's parents had been trying to fix the two of them up for some time.
They wanted to make sure May Ling was ready to handle a relationship and now, with the doctor's assurance, they were sure she was.
May Ling felt like a virgin all over again.
Her life was like one long bad dream that she wanted to forget.
But she was a very horny young lady and had started to masturbate again.
She told her psychiatrist she had been playing with herself and giving herself orgasms and he was very pleased.
It was a sure fire sign that she no longer associated physical pleasure with the awful abuses she was subjected to.
May Ling took one look at Paul at the party and she knew she was ready to make love again.
He had bought her a record album and she was thrilled.
"Are you going to give me a birthday kiss?" May Ling asked.
She was proud of herself for being able to flirt once again.
Paul was more than happy to give the pretty girl a birthday kiss.
As their lips met electricity passed between them and they could tell everything was right.
It was summer vacation so Paul was home from school.
He had an apartment on his own and lived only a few blocks away from May Ling on Henry Street.
They allowed that birthday kiss to linger but May Ling broke it off because she knew the other guests at the party were watching.
"Would you like to go out with me Friday night?" Paul asked sweetly.
"I can't think of anything I would like more," May Ling said.
Paul took her hand and gave it a little squeeze, and May Ling squeezed back.
May Ling and Paul had a long wonderful talk at the party.
Paul knew about her ugly past and made it a point to not bring it up.
By the time Paul left May Ling felt very comfortable with him and she couldn't wait until Friday night.
May Ling was so excited she had a lot of trouble sleeping at night.
In many ways this was to be her first real date.
But she felt absolutely nothing like she had two years earlier when she went into Manhattan on her own to get laid.
Then she was in a hurry to grow up and be a woman.
Now she treasured being young. She had a crush on Paul and it felt good to feel so romantic.
When the fateful night finally came Paul picked her up right on time.
They went out to dinner, and then to a movie.
After the movie was over Paul turned to May Ling and asked, "So, sweetness, what would you like to do now?"
"Do you think maybe we could go back to your apartment and get to know each other better?"
"I think that's exactly what I had in mind," Paul said with a charming smile.
He slipped an arm around her slim waist and led her out to his car.
They listened to the radio silently as they drove back to Brooklyn.
May Ling was so excited she could hardly stand it.
Her loins ached and she could tell her cunt was getting all wet.
She knew she was staining her little white panties but she didn't care.
Paul's apartment was a small one bedroom. The building was old but he kept the place clean.
It had a warm lived-in feeling about it that made May Ling feel very comfortable the second she entered it.
She sat on the living room couch and Paul poured her a glass of wine.
Then he sat next to her on the couch and before she even had a chance to sip her wine they were necking wildly.
Their tongues met before their lips and they kissed long and wet.
Paul could feel his cock growing inside his pants. He wondered if the trauma of May Ling's past would return once she started to feel real passion.
He figured it was time they dealt with her past. If they were going to be lovers he wanted them to be completely honest with each other.
Paul pulled his mouth away from May Ling's and gazed into her eyes,
"I think there is something we have to talk about," he said in a serious tone.
"Paul, we can talk about anything. Let's not have any secrets from one another."
"It's just that, well, I know what you've been through, and I don't want to bring back any bad memories for you."
"I am a very healthy young lady right now, sweetie. I was sick but now I am better. I know this evening is a big step in the right direction for me."
"Do you, uh, I mean, do you want to make love with me tonight?"
"Paul, I want to make love with you more than anything else in the world. I have been aching for you all night. I thought I was going to go crazy during the movie. When I was watching the love scenes, all I could think about was you loving me."
"Really?"
"Uh huh."
A big grin crossed Paul's face and he placed his hand lightly on her breast.
She moaned and threw back her shoulders to show she was open and willing.
"Why don't we get naked and go into the bedroom?" May Ling said, winking at her new boyfriend.
Paul took May Ling by the hand and led her into the bedroom.
"Do you want to do it with the lights on or off?" Paul asked.
"Leave them on. I want to see you. No secrets, remember?"
"I remember," Paul said and they both quickly took off all of their clothes.
May Ling felt like she was in the Garden of Eden where Adam and Eve did not feel shame about their naked bodies. She felt the sex act was pure and a beautiful expression of affection.
She looked at Paul's erect cock and she could feel her cunt throb.
She lay down on the bed and held out her arms.
In two years May Ling had become even more beautiful.
Her breasts were even larger and her body had developed a womanly way of moving.
Paul could feel himself falling in love with the girl right on the spot.
He lay down next to her on the bed and squeezed her breast lovingly.
He kissed her on the neck and on the ear, with made her moan with pleasure.
He kissed his way down her shoulder, until his mouth found her ruby nipple.
He sucked that nipple up into his mouth, flicking his tongue across it as he sucked.
May Ling honestly felt as if she was doing all of this for the first time.
The feelings she had not only in her body, but in her heart, were nothing like the feeling she had for Marvin when he was her sadist sex master.
Sex was so much better when it was a ritual between two people who respect one another, May Ling realized.
She ran her hands over his tight muscular buttocks.
She let one of her fingers go between the cheeks of his ass and she thrilled at how hot and damp he was there.
Paul repositioned himself on the bed so that he was between her open legs.
He looked at her open cunt and he could see how wet and swollen it was.
He knew he had to taste that moist pink flesh between the beautiful girl's thighs.
"Eat me!" May Ling shouted, her passion overcoming her.
She saw no reason why she couldn't be a lady and a lusty animal at the same time.
Paul dove his head between her smooth thighs and dipped his tongue into her quim.
After years of being a sexless zombie May Ling felt as if this was the dawn to a new and wonderful part of her life.
She gave a deep groan as she felt his hot tongue work its way deep up her honey pot.
He plunged his tongue in and out of her fuck hole, simulating a cock.
"Lick my clit! Please!" May Ling said. It almost sounded as if she was begging for it.
Paul moved his tongue up to her clit and licked it until May ling burst into a frenzied, mind-boggling orgasm.
She writhed and bucked on the bed as the great ripples of joy spasmed through her entire torso.
When the orgasm was over Paul pulled his face out of her crotch and looked at her with real love in his eyes.
May Ling then got in position so she could suck his meat.
She kissed his thighs and tickled his balls with her long fingernails.
Paul couldn't believe that a girl as pretty as May Ling was about to give him a blow job.
Even though he was handsome and smart, he had never considered himself much of a ladies' man.
He was hoping he would never have to worry about finding a girl again.
He vowed to treat May Ling like a queen so she would never desire anyone else.
May Ling sucked on his testicles one at a time, being very gentle so as not to hurt those fragile eggs.
The pleasure she gave Paul was incredible and he couldn't help but move his hips.
She licked the length of his prick and then put her mouth over the head and sucked on it.
He had been anticipating such a moment ever since he found out the sweet young thing had gotten a clean bill of health from her doctor.
In a matter of seconds he shot his seed into her mouth and she swallowed it all.
They lay still for a while kissing and whispering sweet nothings.
They both thought they had died and gone to Heaven.
For once May Ling saw sex as something completely natural.
It had nothing to do with pain.
It had nothing to do with guilt.
There was no need for one partner to dominate the other.
All they needed was love.
May Ling put her hand on Paul's cock and gave it gentle little squeezes, making the blood flow back into it.
Within a matter of minutes he was as hard as a rock again.
"Fuck me now, Paul. Fuck me long and hard with that beautiful cock of yours," May Ling said in a breathy voice that made the boy go wild with desire.
She opened her legs wide and pulled him on top of her. They were both panting and sweating.
Their feeling of anticipation was incredible.
Both let out long deep groaning gasps as he slowly sunk his stiff throbbing penis into her soaking wet slippery cunt.
He fucked her slowly and lovingly.
He made her pleasure grow slowly, bringing her ever closer to a shuddering climax.
She moved her hips with his and they seemed as if they were orchestrated to music.
They fucked like poetry.
The fuck slowly picked up its pace until he was thrashing her tight pussy with his long thick prick.
She howled with the ecstasy she felt and she began to come over and over again.
Paul was amazed that he was turning her on and getting her off so successfully.
No other girl he had ever fucked had been nearly that passionate.
There was no doubt about it. He wanted to keep her around for a very long time.
"Oh Paul, I love your cock!" May Ling said in a voice that was almost a whimper.
Her cunt was filled with her natural lubrication and they could hear his cock making a splashing noise each time he thrust it into her.
He wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible.
But he could not hold back his own orgasm a second longer.
"I'm coming, May ling!" Paul screamed. "Oh my God, I'm coming!"
"Me too!" she shouted.
And together they left the real world and sailed off together to a cloud somewhere very near Utopia.
After that night May Ling was constantly over at Paul's apartment and they sometimes fucked five times in a row, with very short breaks in between.
When it came time, at the end of that summer, for Paul to go back to college, May Ling felt very sad, because she thought she wasn't going to get to see him for a while.
But Paul had a big surprise for her.
A ring!
Paul spoke to May Ling's father and asked for her hand in marriage. May Ling's father thought she was a little on the young side to be getting married, but he knew Paul Cockerham was a good boy, and that someday he would make a very good provider for his daughter so he reluctantly agreed.
So the day before Paul had to go up to Rochester, New York to resume his studies at the Rochester Institute of Technology, May Ling and Paul were married in a simple civil ceremony.
Paul's mother and May Ling's mother both cried.
The two fathers looked proud.
Then the two newlyweds took off for upstate to start their new life together.
They stopped on the way in the Catskill Mountains and found a deserted mountain top with a babbling brook that really babbled.
They got naked and lay next to the crystal clear running water.
"Paul, sweetheart?"
"Yes, May Ling?"
"Do you think you could tie me up sometime before you fuck me? Just for old time's sake?"
Paul felt a little funny about the idea of tying May Ling up.
He didn't want to rekindle any feelings in the girl that would be harmful.
But she looked at him with innocent eyes of desire.
He was helpless to resist her when she looked at him like that.
"How would you like me to tie you up?" he asked.
"Tie me up spread eagle on my back," May Ling said.
"Okay, but I don't want to make a habit of this," he said.
"I promise, I'll only ask you to do it this once."
Paul figured that was fair enough. He went to the car.
He opened the trunk and pulled out four stakes and four pieces of rope.
These were materials he always carried for camping purposes.
A flock of sparrows circled in the sky above them.
The birds finally settled on a long branch in a row.
Paul carried the ropes and stakes back to where May Ling was.
She was lying on the ground with her arms back over her head.
Her legs were spread far apart and stretched out in front of her.
Paul busily went about pounding the four stakes in the ground.
One stake for each hand and one stake for each foot.
Then he gently tied each limb to one of the stakes.
He wasn't sure why he was doing this, but he knew he did not want to hurt his lover.
"How tight do you want the ropes," he asked sweetly.
"Not very tight," May Ling said. "I'm not into the pain. I just want to feel helpless before you."
Once May Ling was tied so that she could not move Paul had to admit to himself that she looked very sexy that way.
His cock was hard and erect and stood out straight.
It was throbbing so hard that it bobbed up and down.
He knelt between May Ling's spread legs and placed his hands on her flat belly.
Then he ran his hands up her torso until he got to her breasts.
He placed his hands so her nipples were in the center of his palms.
Then he squeezed her tits very sensuously, making her moan.
His balls were aching like crazy by that point.
He could think of nothing but the desire he felt in his cock.
He flung himself on top of the helplessly bound girl.
He looked into her almond shaped eyes with affection.
She returned his gaze with a look of total adoration.
He put his hand on his own cock and placed the head of it between her cunt lips.
Then, with a single thrust of his hips, he drove his rod all the way in her.
May Ling let out a desperate groan, as she felt her pussy fill.
Paul did not bother to start by fucking her slowly and steadily.
From the very start he gave it everything he had. He fucked with gusto.
May Ling could tell that it wouldn't take her very long at all to have an orgasm.
There was something about being tied up that made her very horny.
Somewhere in her mind she still associated bondage with pleasure.
It was a facet of her personality no doctor could remove.
Paul fucked the little girl very hard for a long time.
She had many orgasms before he finally shot his load into her.
When they were done he quickly untied her and they dressed and got back in the car.
They listened to the radio the rest of the way to Rochester.
They were both very quiet, lost in their own thoughts.
They were so young and they were assuming so many responsibilities all at once.
The idea of being married frightened them both a little. Neither of them was sure if they were ready to spend a lifetime with any one person.
But they had made the commitment and now they were going to do their best to make it work.
When May Ling saw the little house in the country that was to be her new home she was instantly enchanted.
Her mind was immediately filled with bright ideas as to how to fix the place up.
Paul took May Ling by the hand and led her to the bedroom.
"This is where we will be doing most of our fucking from now on," he said.
"I think it's lovely," May Ling said. "I think we should get started right away."
They both took off all of their clothes and hopped on their bed.
"Paul, my asshole is tingling like crazy. Do you think you could fuck me in the ass?"
"Sure thing, sweetheart," he said with a charming smile on his handsome face.
May Ling got up on her knees with her face near her hands.
She stuck her ass up in the air as far as it would go.
Paul knelt behind her and stuck his prick between the cheeks of her ass.
He held those cheeks apart with his hands and pushed his thick hard cock up her tight hole.
May Ling began to come almost immediately.
This is the way it will always be, May Ling thought to herself somewhat wishfully.
Now that love and sex were merged in her mind she anticipated nothing but bliss!
