The Forbidden Room, Chapter 4

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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Growing up in post war Vietnam, a young girl discovers the
secrets of what actually happens behind the closed door of the
room she's not allowed to visit. Now that her eyes have been
opened, what will become of her?

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"Anh, you are very squishy inside," he said kneeling before me
with two fingers shoved inside my pussy as far as they could
reach.  The wetness dripped from his hand, along his arm and was
slowly dripping from his elbow as he continued jabbing his
fingers me.  My back was against the sink; my legs spread enough
to give him full access to my most private region.

"I can not believe such an innocent looking girl could be this
big of a whore," he added pulling his hand away to examine the
slime.  "Your innocents will be a premium," he said standing to
bring his fingers to my face.  I knew what he wanted and opened
my mouth, wincing at the bitter saltiness.

"Now do me," he said unzipping his pants.  Without hesitation I
went to my knees, being just a little too short to be eye level
with his crotch.  Reaching for it, I brought my mouth closer and
pushed it into my mouth, hearing him moan as it reached the
opening of my throat.

"YESSSssss, Anh, just like that.  Suck it good.  Suck it deep." 
I did what he wanted even though it was still sore.  He was
unable to resist grabbing the back of my head and forcing his
cock even further in, causing me to retch and gag.  I would find
out very soon that this was a trait many men shared.

His hips thrust back and forth in conjunction with the jarring of
my head to create the perfect mouth- pussy for him to fuck.  My
hands unsuccessfully pushed against his thighs attempting to
dislodge his much-too-long cock from my throat, creating a
slingshot effect as it went in and out of my throat.  I wasn't
sure how much more I could take of this as my face was beet red
the from lack of oxygen.

Finally he released me, sending me crashing against the cabinet
gasping to breathe.  Spittle and other fluids oozed from my
mouth, dripping down my chin.

"Stand," he ordered slowly stroking his angry-red cock.  I was
lightheaded and disorientated as I struggled to stand.  He was
right there to help me, lifting me under my armpits onto the
counter.  A gentle push on my chest reclined me against the
mirror.  He stepped closer and I parted my legs.  I knew what he
wanted and wasn't in any position to refuse him.

On the tip was a clear pearl of pre-come bubbling from the small
hole.  As if in a trance, I stared at it as it grew in size until
it began a slow descent, tethered to the opening like a life
line.  Just beyond the height of counter top it broke free and
disappeared from my sight.  I jumped as his fingers dug once
again into my tender hole, fishing for slime to lubricate his
cock.  I swallowed hard, watching as the glistening end brushed
against my tender slit.

As the bulbous tip slipped further into me, I clinched my teeth,
expecting the searing pain to rip through me but was oddly
surprised by the sensation.  I felt full and bloated, but the
pain hardly registered.  I'm not sure if it was because I was
numb or just getting used to what they were doing to me.  He slid
further in, reaching my maximum depth but kept pushing it inside,
bending the tip against the bottom of my hole.

Lunging forward, I grunted as the sharp pain provoked a sudden
jerk as his cock seemed to push further into me, displacing my
internal organs.

"Hurt?" he asked holding still.  I nodded.  "Sorry, I won't go so
deep," he said grinning.  I smiled back but I wasn't sure why I
did.  My memory of his size may be a little off, but if I had to
guess, I'd say he was between seven and eight inches long.

Gradually he pumped back and forth, going faster and harder every
few strokes.  Shutting my eyes, I squeezed the edge of the
counter as he fucked into me over and over trying to bear with
the abuse my expanding hole was receiving.  Holding my sides for
leverage, he slid me back and forth along the counter, aiding his
strokes.

"Squeeze my cock, Anh," he said dripping sweat on my chest. 
"Squeeze it hard."  I shivered, having a brief flashback of Tuan.

My muscles down there were sore and tired so getting them to
squeeze him was a chore.  I did my best, gritting my teeth as I
tightened my vaginal muscles as hard as I could and hoped it
would be enough.

"Shit, you are so tight, Anh!" he cried out punching me one last
time with his hard cock as it began convulsing, pumping the
thick, oily fluids into my sodden interior.

We remained connected, joined at our genitals for several long
minutes before he finally spoke.  "You did good, Anh."  I
remained silent as he slowly backed away, extracting himself from
me as the corked fluids surged like a dam cracking under the
stress of a great river.  I couldn't believe that I held so much
inside of me and wondered where it all came from.  I didn't
realize the guys had put so much of their stuff inside of me.

The floor became slippery as the flow waned; reduced to a slow
drip as we both stared at my swollen hole in amazement.  I don't
think he realized how much come was inside of me as well. 
Pulling his pants up, he stared stoically at me.  "Stay here," he
said walking away.  I wasn't sure what he had in mind, but as
soon as the bathroom door opened, Uncle Duc was standing there
smiling.

He rushed in, brushing against Uncle Dong as he passed almost
knocking him over.  "Hurry, you don't have a lot of time," Uncle
Dong stated closing the door.  He didn't need to be told that as
his hard cock was already out even before he reached me.  With
one hard stroke, he was inside of me, pumping back and forth as
if he hadn't had sex in months.

I knew from his eagerness that he wouldn't last very long and
figured I'd help him along a little by squeezing it.  He gasped
at my tighter hole and doubled his efforts, pumping faster.  I
squeezed again, crushing his slightly smaller cock with my pussy.
 It must have been too much for his to take as he whimpered and
groaned seconds before his cock began to jerk wildly.  I breathed
a sigh of relief as his once firm cock was no longer formidable.

"Anh you are very special," he whispered, giving me a fatherly
peck on the forehead.  I gave his a grin, shifting my hips to
dislodge my cock from my sore pussy.  It slipped from me coated
in an oily slime.  I didn't want to do it but I knew he'd want me
to.  "Suck me clean," he said.  Without delay, I slid off the
sink, slipping on the puddle of slime on the floor and pushed it
deeply into my mouth. He continued moaning until it was cleaned
and twitching back to life.

"Hurry," Uncle Dong reminded him from outside the door.

"You will do very good, Anh" he said to my confusion.  Zipping
his pants, he instructed me to take a shower and join the others
in the living room.

I couldn't believe how good the spray felt against my skin and
didn't want to get out.  There was a knock on the door before I
felt the breeze of air and the shower curtain waved.  Someone
came inside but I didn't know who.  My eyes widened when I saw
the shadow projected on the curtain.  It could have been anyone
but I had a feeling it was Uncle Dong.

"Why are you taking another shower?" Aunt Thuy asked.  "You are
wasting water."

"I'm sorry.  I got dirty washing clothes and wanted to clean up.
I won't be long."

"Don't be, someone needs to use the bathroom."

Turning off the water, I found the bathroom empty as I stepped
from the shower, reaching for a towel.  The girl in the mirror
staring back at me somehow seemed different than a few weeks ago.
 She looked older, more mature and the marks on her body giving
testimony to the harsh few days she's had.  I smiled at her and
she returned the gesture.  She looked exactly like me but I knew
on the inside, she wasn't me.  She couldn't be.  I would have
never done the things she's done.  I'm a good girl and wanted to
make my mother proud.  The knock at the door startled me.

"I'm almost finished!" I called out to whoever was disturbing my
quiet time.  Wrapping the towel around my body, I made my way to
the door, startled by the large Cambodian man standing just to
the other side.  We locked eyes and his face broke into a smile.

He was very tall, much taller than my tallest uncle and was a
little on the stocky side.  He stared down at me, blocking my
path.  Meekly I left t he room, brushing past him as I entered
the hallway, making my way to my bedroom.

With my hand on the knob, I looked back at the tall stranger and
noticed that he was staring at me with the same weird expression.
 I knew what he was thinking.  It's what every man I knew seemed
to think about me.  Suddenly I got a wild thought and smiled. 
For some reason that I can't explain, even after all these years,
I turned to him and opened the towel, exposing my nakedness.  The
look on his face was comical as his mouth dropped open and his
eyes seemed as if they were about to pop from his skull.

Giggling I rushed into the room, closing the door and leaning
against it, still laughing.  I was alone and didn't know where
Ngu was but I was thankful that I didn't have to deal with her
bothering me for a while.  I wanted to rest and didn't need her
asking me stupid questions.  Sitting on my bed I leaned forward
to dry my hair, rubbing the towel over my long dark hair.

My head was still covered when I heard the door squeaking open. 
I froze.  Maybe it was Ngu or one of my aunts, but somehow I
doubted it.  I hadn't been able to dress and sat there butt naked
with the towel obstructing my view.  Heavy steps moved closer and
slowly I removed the towel, surprised to see the tall Cambodian
stranger standing a few feet away from me.

"Get out of my room!" I cried; bring the towel to my chest to
somehow hide what I had just shown him.  The man didn't move as
his eyes roamed over the parts of my body still visible.  He said
something that I didn't understand and I coward, clinching the
towel like a shield.

I froze when he reached into his pocket, expecting a knife of
something.  He pulled out several Dong notes and extended his
hand.  I stared at the money for several seconds not sure what he
wanted.  He added another 100 Dong note before waving it in front
of me.  He wanted me to take it.

We didn't have much and all the money the adults made went to pay
the bills.  Most of our clothes were hand made and there was
little money left over for things we wanted, but didn't need.  I
remember staring at the money that he was offering.  It seemed
very nice of him to just "give" it to me and with a shaking hand;
I reached out for it, thanking him as I looked at all the money.
He said something, breaking my trance and I turned to see him
pulling his shirt over his head.

"What are you doing?" I asked moving away several inches.  He
didn't respond verbally but bent over to remove his shoes,
followed by his buckle.  At the time I never equated what my
aunts did in the forbidden room with the main source of our
household income, but I was getting a first-hand lesson.

He was fully erect, the length matching his size and it actually
exceeded Uncle Dong's by over an inch.  It wasn't as thick as
Tu's but it wasn't far from it.  I tried returning his money once
I realized that he wanted to pay me to have sex with him, but he
wouldn't take it.  Sitting next to me, his head stooped over to
fit under Ngu's bed, he put his hand on my thigh and moved to
kiss me.  I froze.

Never before had anything like this ever happened to me and I
didn't know what to do.  I felt his hand on my nipple, lightly
pinching it as his tongue forced its way into my mouth.  I felt
myself being pushed backward until I was flat on my bed, my feet
dangling over the floor.  The stranger began kissing his way down
my body, starting at my nipples and working his way down until he
reached my tender pussy.

I gasped feeling his finger and then his tongue entering my hole.
 I was still wet from earlier but that didn't stop him from
licking me.  After a few minutes, his body shifted, moving along
my body as his cock slid along my inner thighs until I felt it
poking at my slit.  I closed my eyes knowing what was about to
happen.

He was too large for me, even with the experience that I recently
had, and tore his way into me with a vengeance.  It seemed as if
he was punishing me for something and didn't even warm up to the
act, just shoved it inside of me and began thrusting fast and
hard, scraping my inner walls like sandpaper.  I cried out,
trying to push his much larger body from me without success as
his hands went under my butt to raise me higher for deeper
penetration.  He continued his rough treatment, repeatedly
stabbing into me like a knife, almost as if he was trying to
split me in half.

It was painful as his long cock banged against my deepest
recesses, feeling as if my insides were being pushed into my
stomach by a large battering ram, which in a way it was.  His
long, dirty nails dug into my tender flesh, scratching at my
delicate butt as he tried to get better leverage to drive even
deeper and harder into me.  That was impossible as he had reached
his maximum depth after the first plunge and I doubted that he
could fuck me any harder than he already was.  I was mistaken.

His cock was tearing my insides up, shredding them into something
that felt was incredibly painful and as his grunts increased, so
did his thrusts and I felt nauseous.  I remember hearing him
moaning and I remember feeling the over-sized organ pounding at
me but then I don't remember anything else.  I must have blacked
out as the next thing I knew; I was alone in my room, still naked
and sprawled out on my bed with a burning sensation between my
legs.  I tried sitting up but doubled over from the sharp pain
shooting throughout my lower body.  It hurt much more than the
first time Si fucked me and I just fell backward, moaning.

After a while I manage to crawl under my covers and curled up
into a ball, clenching the money the stranger had given me in one
hand and my throbbing pussy in the other.

"Anh, wake up," I heard someone from far away telling me as my
body rocked.  "Wake up!" the high voice repeated.  Awkwardly I
labored to turn onto my back, my arms and legs stiff, my pussy
feeling as if it was still on fire.  "Wake up!" she called out
again.  It was Ngu.  I had cried myself to sleep and my eyes were
crusty and red.

"WHAT!?!" I yelled trying to bring her into focus.

"Aunt Thuy wants you to help with dinner so you must get up."

"I'll be there in a while.  Just leave me alone for now."

"She wants you to come NOW!" she insisted.

"I will, just go away!"  I mumbled, turning my head.  A while
later I heard the door close and turned to see that she was gone.
 Something was in my hand and it cramped from being clutched for
so long.  Pulling it from under the sheet, I grimaced at seeing
the money and remembering what that man did to me for it. 
Unsteadily I pulled myself out of bed, holding on to Ngu's bed
for support as I stood on shaking legs.  He had given me six
hundred Dong and that was more money than I had ever seen in my
life.  Stuffing it under my mattress, I waddled to get clothes to
put on, noticing the flakes of blood streaking down my inner
thighs.  He made me bleed.

After cleaning up, I joined the others in the kitchen just as
dinner was about to be served and got a lecture for sleeping when
there was work to be done. I explained that I wasn't feeling well
which also helped to explain why I was walking funny.

I hardly ate and tried not to look at anyone while sitting at the
table.  I knew my uncles were staring, I could feel their gaze
boring through me but I didn't flinch.  I refused to give them
the satisfaction of feeling superior to me.  We cleaned up while
my uncles sat around talking to the few men who had already began
showing up while we were eating.  Their talking and laughing grew
louder as the night wore on.

"Are we going to Thao's?" Ngu asked after we had been in our room
for a while.

"I am, but I want you to stay home tonight."

"Why?"

"I need to talk to them about something and I don't want you to
hear."

"What is it about?"

"If I wanted you to know, I would let you go with me.  Just stay
home for now and don't come up stairs, okay."

"But I want to go.  I'm going to ask Aunt Thuy if I can go."

"Ngu, don't you get it?  I have to talk to them about something
and I don't need you there messing everything up!"

"I'm going to tell that you won't let me go!"  I knew it was a
losing battle with her.

"I'll give you some money if you don't go," I said remembering
the money I had.

"What money?"

"Don't worry about it.  I'll give you ten Dong to stay in the
room until I get back."

"Let me see it first."  Sighing, I pulled the stack of money from
under my mattress and pulled out ten Dong.

"Here.  Now stay here."

"Where did you get all that money?"

"I found it.  Just don't tell anyone about it, okay?"

Finally with her under control, I dressed to impress.  I knew Si
was mad at me and the last time I saw Thao, she made me leave and
said that she didn't want to ever see me again.  I had to get
everything back to the way it was.

"Where are you going?" Aunt Quy asked as I entered the living
room.

"To Thao's house."

"I thought you were sick."

"I'm feeling better."

"Take Ngu with you."

"She wants to play in our room.  She'll be okay," I said opening
the door.

"Don't be late," she called out as the door closed.  It took
everything I had to walk normally through the living room.  I
couldn't let them see me in pain or there would be questions. 
Walking up two flights of stairs was excruciating, to say the
least, but I made it, finding myself knocking on their door. 
Thao opened it a few inches, saw it was me and tried closing it.

"Thao, wait, please.  I just want to talk," I screamed out
putting my foot at the opening.

"I don't want to talk to you."

"Please, just let me in and I'll explain everything.  You're my
best friend and I don't want to lose you.  You're like a sister
to me, please."  Slowly she released the pressure on my foot and
I went in, following her to the couch.

"Why did you do it?" she asked not looking at me.

"I don't know, I thought Si wanted me to."

"Why are you doing it with my brother?"

"He's my boyfriend and you are supposed to do it with your
boyfriend."

"I don't want you to.  It's bad to do that."

"I know, I'm sorry," I said moving a little closer.  "Is he
here?"

Motioning toward the bedrooms with her head I knew that he was in
his room.  I had to talk to him to see if he was still mad at me.
 I guess at the time it was a school girl crush or some sort of
puppy love on my part, but I actually had very strong feelings
for him and didn't want him to breakup with me.  Making my way
down the hallway, I opened his door, hearing the music even
before I reached his room.

"What do you want?" he called out as I stepped in.  He wasn't
alone.

"I need to talk to you," I said looking at Tuan and the other guy
I saw them with earlier.

"I don't want to talk to you so go home," he said turning his
chair away from me.

"Si, please, tell me what I did wrong."

"WHAT?!?  Are you kidding me?  What did you do wrong?  How about
fucking my friend! You don't think that's wrong?"

"I only did it because you told me to."

"I never told you to do it, you're lying!"

"Si, I heard what you said after you caught Tuan messing with
Thao.  You told me to have sex with him and I did because you
wanted me to."

"That's not what I said!  I told *HIM* to have sex with you but I
didn't want *YOU* to have sex with him!"  I stared blankly at
him.  That made absolutely no sense to me.

"How could he have sex with me and me not have sex with him?"

"Think about it, Anh.  You're my girlfriend and when some guy
wants to have sex with you, you're not supposed to.  That's
called a relationship and you fucked around on me, Anh so I don't
want you to be my girlfriend any more."

"Si, please, give me another chance!  I really thought you wanted
me to have sex with Tuan so that he'd leave Thao alone."

"Another chance?" he asked smirking.  "Are you joking?  You think
I want a whore for a girlfriend?"

"PLEASE, Si, don't do this.  I really love you!"  There, I said
it.  Poured my heart out and hoped that he'd see what I was
trying to do.  "I'm not a whore and I'll prove it to you.  Just
give me another chance."  He stared at me for the longest time
before looking at his friends.

"What do you think?  Should I give her another chance?"

They both snickered but I didn't look at them.  I was there for
Si and refused to leave without him taking me back.  I was
prepared to do anything he wanted, ANYTHING.

"It doesn't look like anyone agrees with you.  I think they want
you to leave too," he said reaching over to change the cassette.

"Si, please, I'm begging you.  Just give me one more chance and
I'll prove to you that I can be the best girlfriend ever!"

"I'll let my friends decide," he said pushing the `play' button.
"If they say yes, you can be my girlfriend, if they say no, you
must leave right now."

I wasn't really comfortable with that, but at least I had a
slight chance of getting him back so I agreed.

"Do you think I should give her another chance?" he asked his two
friends.  I turned to them with pleading eyes, hoping they would
agree.  Tuan got up, walking over to stand in front of me.

"I wouldn't mind having another chance with her," he said
tweaking my left nipple.  I backed away, looking at Si.  The
other friend approached me and I felt his hand on my arm.  My
stare never left Si as I wanted to see what he wanted me to do. 
I was sure that if he didn't want his friends to mess with his
girlfriend, he would tell them something.  I felt Tuan's fingers
return to my nipple but Si didn't respond.  I was confused and
wasn't sure what to do.

A hand went under my shirt and was touching my other nipple,
rolling it around his fingers like it was clay.  It was the
friend and Tuan quickly followed his lead, twisting and turning
it, making it swell.  Another glance toward Si left doubt in my
mind about what I should do.  Surely he would stop them if he
really didn't want me to do this.  My shirt was pulled over my
head and tossed to the ground.  Si didn't say a word, in fact, he
wasn't even watching.

Someone was unbuttoning my shorts, tugging at them to get them
off as a warm mouth enveloped my nipple, sucking on it.  I really
didn't want them doing that to me but I didn't know what to say
to make them stop.  I wasn't sure what Si wanted and didn't want
to make him mad by telling them no if he wanted me to do it.  He
must want me to or he would have told them to leave me alone. 
After all, he was my boyfriend and a boyfriend wouldn't let his
friends do this unless he wanted them to.

Stepping out of my shorts, I was pulled toward the bed and pushed
down on it, slowly bouncing to a stop.  They began removing their
clothes, both racing to see who would finish first.  One last
glance to Si left me with conflicting thoughts.  He was watching,
but with a cold, scary stare to his face.  My view to him was
blocked as Tuan stood in front of me waving his hard cock. 
Sighing I opened my mouth and leaned forward, taking it inside.

The bed moved as the friend, and I never heard his name, sat next
to me, bending his head under my arm to reach my nipple with his
mouth.  Seconds later I felt his fingers exploring the opening
between my legs.  I spread them a little further, giving him full
access and half expecting Si to make them stop at any moment.

Tuan laid me back and moved between my legs as the friend
positioning himself next to my head, rubbing his cock against my
lips.  They entered different holes at the same time, sending a
chill down my spine.  That was the first time this happened and
it nearly overwhelmed my senses.  I could no longer see Si and
prayed under my breath that he would either stop them, or would
be okay with it.

I was still very sore from the Cambodian but endured Tuan's
thrusts for as long as I could, cringing every so often as it
rubbed me wrong.  The friend was determined to push his entire
cock into my mouth and was surprised that no matter how far it
went, I didn't gag.  Shifting his body to be above my head, I was
looking up at the wall between his legs, his hairy nut sack
tickling my nose as he fucked his cock to the furthest reaches of
my mouth.

His was larger than Si's but not as big as Tuan's so getting his
entire cock into my mouth wasn't a challenge.  I'd had bigger
cocks further.  After several minutes they switched once Tuan
realized that I could `deep throat'.  A while later they changed
again, resulting in Tuan's first come of the night.  He started
pounding my poor pussy fast and hard, calling out in my ear that
I was a whore and deserved to be treated like this.  I felt his
cock jerking and knew that he was coming inside of me.  The
friend was steadily pushing his cock back and forth into my
mouth.

Tuan was the first to pull away, followed by the other guy as he
turned me onto my stomach.  "Get on your knees," he told me
pulling on my hips.  I did what he asked and soon had my face
smashed against the blanket while he was moving closer behind me.
 "Give me the oil," he said to Tuan.

I looked to Si, hoping that he wouldn't be mad at the fact that
Tuan had just come inside of me but I was shocked to see the
chair was empty.  Lifting my head, I scanned the room, hoping
that he had only moved and hadn't left me alone with them.  He
was no where to be found and in my worrisome haste to find Si, I
wasn't paying any attention to what the other guy was doing
behind me.

The slick finger was the first to penetrate my butt hole but only
for a moment.  I thought maybe he wasn't sure where my pussy was
and missed the hole.  The blunt object pushing against the same
hole turned my full attention to what he was doing just as the
tip slipped inside, tearing at my tender opening.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?!" I screamed, moving forward to get away
from him.  "Don't put it in there!"  At the time I thought it was
a dirty hole where only poo came out of.  It wasn't supposed to
be a hole to put anything IN to.  Tuan held my shoulders while
the friend held my hips and between both of them, his cock slowly
slid into my burning butt hole.  I cried out softly, not wanting
to alarm anyone, especially not Thao.  I would just die if she
walked in right now and saw this.

I was very tight back there and it took him a while to get moving
as my rigidness held him firmly in place.  The oil, his force and
my acclimation to anal sex aided in the transition.  It still
hurt like hell, almost as badly as when Si first fucked me, but
it was a different hurt.  With Tuan's cock inside my mouth, I
couldn't even cry out as his stabs increased in intensity over
the next few minutes and only whimpered until he stiffened and
stopped moving.  I couldn't feel if he came or not but figured
that he had.

Slowly he backed away, his cock slipping from me as the cool air
rushed into my extended hole and immediately sending a painful,
burning sensation throughout my body.  Tuan moved away from me
and I collapsed onto the bed, gasping for air.  I felt movement
next to me and then a hand tugging on my sides.

"Get up, Anh," Tuan said trying to pull me off the bed.  "Get on
your knees."  I knew what he wanted but didn't have the strength
to do it.  I moaned, turning my head to face the wall.  "If you
don't get up, I'll fuck you like this!"  I still didn't move and
soon felt the cheeks of my butt being spread apart.  "You tore
the hole up!" he said with laughter in his voice.  The friend
said something but I didn't hear what it was.  My mind was too
preoccupied with dealing with the painful sensation of my butt
hole.

That's when I felt it, Tuan's cock rubbing against it, attempting
to also penetrate my tender butt hole.  I cried out, feeling the
tiny opening once again being stretched beyond its means.  More
and more of his cock was fed into my gut; stuffing me and making
me want to use the restroom.  His strokes became longer and
harder as he quickly laid on top of me, stabbing me with his
cock.

My eyes were tightly closed as he fucked my butt, punching into
me repeatedly, drawing out whimpers and grunts with each forward
lunge.  The friend decided to take advantage of my weakness and
began pushing his cock against my lips.  I couldn't do anything
but open my mouth to allow him access.  I had never felt this
much pain before, not even when my uncle spanked me.

After what seemed like an eternity, I was couldn't take any more
of the searing pain and begged for Tuan to stop.  Surprisingly,
he did and pulled away, adding slightly to my discomfort as the
swollen head popped free.  I grunted and rolled over hoping to
prevent anything else from going back there.

"Fuck her," Tuan told the friend and the guy got between my legs.
 That I could handle right now as it wasn't hurting nearly as bad
as my butt.  The guy lunged at me, sliding in quickly like a hot
knife through butter and I grunted as it hit against the back of
my pussy.  I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take as
his thrusts were brutal and rough.  Several minutes passed before
Tuan spoke again.

"Get on your back with her on top of you," he said slowly
stroking his erection next to me.  I didn't really know what he
was talking about, but the guy did.  Holding me to his stomach,
he rose up, shifted around and flopped onto his back with me
still attached to him and surprisingly, his cock never slipped
out of my pussy.  He resumed thrusting into me but this time from
below as Tuan moved to kneel between his legs.

His arms were around my back, holding me tightly as I felt the
familiar sensation of something moving against my swollen butt
hole.  I suddenly realized what they had in mind and began
struggling, trying to break free from his embrace.

"NO!" I cried out feeling the tip pushing against my hole.  I
never even thought it was possible to put a cock inside someone's
butt and to have two cocks that close together was unimaginable!
The sounds coming from me were scary as he forced his cock into
me, sliding it right along side his friend's and stretching me
worse than I had ever been before.

My garbled screams must have alarmed Si as suddenly the bedroom
door opened and he was standing there watching what they were
doing to me.  I couldn't breathe as the soreness overwhelmed me.
To make matters worse, Thao was standing beside her brother
staring at us with her hand over her mouth.

"Come and fuck her too, Si," Tuan called out.  "Her mouth is
usable."  I cringed at the thought.  Having sex with two guys at
the same time was bad enough but three?  Through watery eyes I
watched as the door closed, leaving me alone with the two of
them.  In a way I was glad that Si didn't join in but I was also
sad because that meant that he didn't want me any more.

I went numb, not feeling anything physically or mentally as they
had their fun with me, using each of my holes until they tired. 
Once finished, they moved away from me to dress, making rude
comments about me and my body.  I was glad to see them leave and
stayed in Si's bed for several minutes hoping that he would come
in and tell me everything would be okay.  Eventually he did come
in but it was to tell me to leave.  He was so cold and cruel,
berating me as I slowly dressed, pleading with him to forgive me.
 I truly believe that he would have stopped them if he didn't
want me to have sex with them and used that for my defense.  He
wasn't buying it and kept repeating for me to get out.

Escorting me to the front door, I asked him to please walk me
home, just one more time.  I figured if I could get him alone
then maybe I could suck his cock and he'd forgive me.  Holding
his sleeve, I gave him my saddest face and felt a tear rolling
down my cheek.  "Please Si, just walk me home and I won't ever
bother you again."

I felt really good when he agreed and when we headed out the
door, I had a smile on my face.  I would make him forgive me.

"Where are you going?" I asked as he turned to the left toward
the front of the building.  The back stairs were to the right and
I really wanted to go that way.  I had convinced myself that if I
could get him to want me again, then everything would be like it
was before.  "Please, Si, let's go this way."  Shaking his head
he passed me, heading for the back stairs and I smiled.  He still
wanted me.

At our usual spot I grabbed his arm, tugging on it to turn him
toward me.  "Si, I'm really sorry about what happened."

"I don't want to talk about it.  Let's just go."

"Let me make it up to you, okay?" I asked reaching for his cock.
At first he backed away but after a while he allowed me to play
with it, coaxing it hard.  Sitting on my usual step, I unzipped
his pants to pull out his cock.  I wanted to make it extra
special and stabbed it into my throat even though it was sore
from what his friends had done.  I smiled around his cock as it
began jerking, spraying my throat with his come.  He still wanted
me.

As soon as it was over, he pulled it away, zipped his pants and
began climbing the stairs.  "Si, where are you going?" I called
out standing to follow.

"Home.  Stay away from me.  I don't ever want to see you again!"

"But Si, I thought everything would be alright between us."

"Why?  Because you sucked my cock?  Any whore will do that. 
Leave me and my sister alone!" he yelled, his voice echoing in
the stairwell. I stood watching his back as it disappeared from
my sight and began to cry.  Everything I did with his friends was
for him.  If I had known he didn't want me to, I wouldn't have. 
If he didn't want me to do it, why didn't he tell me?  I'm not a
mind reader!

Sitting, I put my face in my hands and cried.  It felt like my
life was over.

"Are you alright?" a voice from behind me asked.  I turned to see
Mr. Nguyen standing a few steps away from me. I nodded but kept
my face covered.  "What happened?" he asked moving closer to sit
with me and put his arm around my shoulder.

"Nothing," I sobbed, trying to catch my breath.  Mr. Nguyen did
janitorial work in the building, was nice but also very old.  He
asked two of my aunts out when we first moved in a year ago but
they refused, not wanting to date such an old man.  I had heard
he lived with his elderly mother but no one ever saw her.

"Did you break up with your boyfriend?" he asked rubbing my
shoulder.  I suddenly stopped crying and looked up at him.  How
did he know about that or that I even HAD a boyfriend.  "Don't
worry; you are young and very pretty.  I'm sure you will have
another boyfriend very soon."  I smiled but it didn't make me
feel any better.

"You know, these apartments have thin walls and every time
someone uses these stairs, I can hear them," he said tapping on
the wall next to him.  "This is my apartment and the sound fills
my room just from the steps and if I listen closely, I can hear
their conversation," he added with a smile.  I was baffled by
what he was saying.  What is he talking about?

"Sometimes when I hear someone staying too long, I check on them
to be sure they're not messing anything up.  Vandals can cause a
lot of damage you know."

"We never messed anything up!" I argued thinking that he was
accusing us of something we didn't do.

"Relax, girl, I know you didn't.  I've watched you.  I've watched
you many times with your boyfriend and what you did to him.  Like
what you did just now," he added with a smile.  I felt my stomach
drop and felt sick.  "Since you don't have a boyfriend any more,
I guess you'll be looking to do that to someone else."  I stared
up at him unsure what he was saying.

"I don't understand."

"Don't play stupid, girl.  We both know that you have sucked his
cock many times right here in this very spot.  I have seen you do
it."  I was so scared that I began to shake but I didn't know
why.  "It would bring great shame to your family if anyone found
out about it."  My eyes widened.  In my culture, good girls
didn't do things like that and if anyone found out... I didn't
even want to think about it.  He stood up and turned toward me. 
"I will give you one chance to make me not tell," he said
unzipping his pants.  I swallowed hard, noticing the large bulge
snaking down the front of his slacks.

Slowly he pulled the wrinkled, smelly old cock from his pants and
shook it in front of my face.  I was in a trance as I stared at
it, not sure I wanted that thing inside my mouth, but knew that
if I didn't I would embarrass my family and my mother would
surely kill me.  Reaching for it, I leaned forward, shutting my
eyes and crinkling my nose from the odor.  I don't think he
washed it for a long time.

My saliva and his pre-come washed it enough to tolerate it as he
slowly fucked my mouth with it.  His cock wasn't all that big,
and wasn't nearly as hard as any of the others, but it still
easily reached the back of my throat.  It took him a very long
time to come and my neck and back was hurting from sitting in the
strained position for so long.  Finally, after what seemed like
forever, his legs began shaking and he gasped a few times before
the salty, watery slime oozed onto my tongue.  It didn't blast
into my mouth like the others and I hardly felt it jerking.

Quickly he pushed it back into his pants and zipped them,
stepping back a step as if trying to get away from me.  "That
felt very nice, girl," he said adjusting his shirt.  "Now go home
and tell no one of this and I will tell no one of what I know
about you," he added leaning over to help me up.  "Tomorrow I
want you to return and knock on the wall here," he said patting a
space about eye level.  "That is my room and I will know to come
out."

"Come out?  Why?" I naively asked.  He smiled.

"So that you can do that again."

"What do you mean?"  I was confused.  I thought he wanted me to
do it once.

"As long as you suck me, I will not tell, but if you do not come
tomorrow, I will let your family know about you.  Do you
understand?"  I gulped hard, realizing what he wanted. 
"Tomorrow," he added walking up the stairs past me."  Smacking my
lips, I wrinkled my nose at the sour taste still on my tongue.

Slowly I opened the door, hearing the noise level drop as I
slipped into the apartment.

"Where have you been?" Aunt Thuy called out with a stern face.  I
glanced at the clock to see it was almost 11 o'clock.  "You
should have been home an hour ago!"

"I'm sorry," I said looking around the room at all the leering
faces staring at me.  "We started watching a movie and I forgot
to watch the time."

"Give her a break, Thuy," Uncle Dong said standing.  "I'm sure
she sorry about being late, aren't you?" he asked and I quickly
nodded.  "Let me talk to her about this," he said putting his
hand on my back, pushing me toward the hallway.  She shook her
head, still displaying a bitter expression.

I noticed the lock was off and figured Aunt Quy was in the room
with someone as she wasn't outside.  Uncle Dong steered me into
the bathroom and closed the door.

"You must have been fucking a lot to be this late," he said
unzipping his pants.  My eyes went to the bulge in his underwear
and I suddenly remembered how much pain my lower body was in. 
"How many this time?"  I could have told him four and not been
lying, but I added two, just to please him.  He smiled.  "Let me
see," he said reaching for my pants button.  I didn't resist as
he struggled to get them down, pulling my wet panties along with
them.

Kneeling, he began playing with my pussy, pushing his finger
inside my red, tender hole and prodded around as if looking for a
lost ring.  He bent lower, getting a closer look when suddenly he
stopped and pulled his hand away.

"Turn around, Anh," he ordered, giving me a slight twist.  I did
what he said and cringed as he spread my butt cheeks.  "You've
been fucked in the ass!" he called out too loudly, making me
jump.  "I can't believe this.  You've been fucked in the ass!" he
repeated pushing his finger against the opening.  I jerked from
the pain but remained still as he "inspected" me.

"You little whore!  You should have saved the last hole for me!"

I wasn't sure what to say or do, but stiffened when he stood and
pulled me to the sink and lifted me to lie on my stomach.  My
head was turned to the side, my check smashed against the mirror
as I held onto the faucet for support.  I sucked in a gasp of air
as he spread my butt cheeks again and began rubbing his cock
against my tender hole.

"Uncle Dong, please.  I'm really sore," I begged.  "Don't put it
back there."

"WHAT?!?  You think you can allow six boys to fuck this hole but
you want to deny your uncle the same gift?  I think you are
mistaken, Anh!" he said pushing hard against the puffy hole. 
Gritting my teeth, I squirmed as his fat cock wormed its way into
my throbbing butt hole.  I knew better than to complain or ask
him to stop.  Quickly he increased his speed, pounding hard into
my tender butt, rocking me back and forth with each stroke while
I squeezed my fists to bear the pain.

Surprisingly my butt hole is much deeper than my pussy and he was
able to get the entire thing inside of me with every forward
lunge.  He went fast and hard, but fortunately he didn't last
very long.  It was longer than I wanted, but not as long as when
he fucked my pussy.  Soon he was grunting and moaning as he
forced the very last bit into me as he came.

Resting for a minute, he pulled away, feeling as if he was
pulling my insides out along with it until the cool air rushed
in, giving me a chill.  "You are special, Anh." he said zipping
his pants.  I didn't understand why my uncles kept saying that
about me but in a way it made me feel better.  He remained in the
restroom with me for a minute longer and I kept waiting for him
to help me down, but instead he told me to remain like that.  A
few seconds later he started to leave, opening the door.

"Stay like that," he said pulling the door open.  Someone was
standing in the hallway and they exchanged words before he
entered the room.  "She takes it up the ass now," he told the new
comer and I lifted my head to see that it was Uncle Duc. 
Dropping my face to the mirror I closed my eyes.  I knew that he
would be doing it in my butt too and there wasn't anything that I
could do to stop him.

He didn't say a word but I heard him breathing as he approached.
The next sound was that of a zipper and I sighed.  Even though he
was smaller, I knew that this was going hurt a lot.  He tore
though my delicate opening like a charging ram, crashing his
thighs into my butt with every thrust, pushing my body harder
into the cabinet and my face into the glass.  At the time I
didn't fully understand the ramifications of what was going on
and only accepted it as a natural part of life.

His hands were on my hips, jerking them back and forth, aiding
his charge deeper into me.  It burned and I wanted to cry out but
didn't.  I knew soon it would be over with.  His hands went to my
hair, pulling it back like a riding rein as he continued
thrusting hard into me.  I couldn't help but cry out, muffling
the shriek the best I could.  I didn't want anyone to hear me
scream.  My sounds must have turned him on as he suddenly grunted
loudly before wielding himself to my butt and leaning over my
body.  He was panting into my ear as his cock repeatedly twitched
inside, spilling his seeds into me.

It took several long minutes before he caught his breath enough
to back away from me.  Removing his cock from my hole hurt more
than pulling a Band-Aid from a fresh wound.  Minutes later it
still burned as he dressed and left the room, not helping me
down.  I was so sore that I couldn't move and my butt hole
throbbed in beat to my heart.  Liquids flowed down my legs and
the bathroom had the smell of someone taking a shit, but I didn't
care.  I had more important things to worry about.

Slowly I eased myself down, slipping on the juices below my feet
and holding onto the sink for support.  This was the worst I'd
ever felt and wanted only to go to bed and sleep but knew I'd
have to clean up first.  Making my way to the door, I locked it,
in spite of what my uncle wanted.  I didn't want to take the
chance of anyone else coming in and doing that to me.

I remained under the spraying water for the longest time before
finally scrubbing myself, careful to avoid my tender backside. 
That would have to wait until later.  Even directing the water
back there burned like acid so I didn't even attempt to touch it
with the sponge. Like a weak old lady, I made my way down the
hall, holding onto the wall for support.  I could hear the noise
from the front room and was thankful that I'd be left alone for
the rest of the night.

The street light lit the room slightly when I closed the door and
the digital clock screaming out 12:14 in bright red letters.  Ngu
was sleeping as I made my way to my bed, gingerly sitting to
dress.  My butt hole screamed out in pain as my full weight
rested on it.  I didn't hurt this much when my uncle spanked me.

"It's about time you come to bed," a voice called out, making me
hit the top of my head on Ngu's bed.  Squinting I saw Tu sitting
on their mattress smoking a cigarette.  "I've been waiting for
you to finish your shower for twenty minutes."  I swallowed hard.
 "Come, join me here," he said patting the mattress next to him.

"I'm very tired, Tu," I said feeling the raw nerve ending below
my waist throb.

"It won't take long.  Besides, you'll sleep better after we make
love.  I always do."  I sighed, not sure how to get out of this.
Slowly I rose, making my way to him as he extended his hand. 
Taking it, I eased myself into bed with him, feeling his hands
going to my pussy and his mouth to my breasts.  As long as he
doesn't try and stick it inside my butt, I should be able to
manage this.

Gently pushing me backward, he shifted around, kissing my chest
and stomach, working his way lower.  I parted my legs, feeling
his thick mustache scratching at my delicate skin.  Compared to
the pain I was feeling in my butt hole, it was nothing.  After
licking me and sucking some of the juices out, he moved up my
body, sliding his erection along my inner thighs until he lined
up our genitals.  I squeezed his wrists as he slowly slipped
inside of me, making short, quick strokes, going a little deeper
every few seconds.  Slowly my grasp loosened on his arm as the
anticipated pain was minimal and I breathed a sigh of relief. 
His thick cock made me bloated, but I was still very wet and
stretched from the sex I had earlier.  I just didn't understand
why everyone was doing this to me.  A month ago I was a shy,
innocent ten-year-old girl.  Now, within weeks of turning eleven,
I was being called a whore by every guy I knew.  It was very
confusing.

My thoughts turned to Si as I struggled to figure a way to get
him back.  He was angry at me right now, but he can't stay mad
for long.  Especially if I make him feel really good.  I'll have
to work on it to let him know that I'd be willing to do whatever
it takes to get him back.

Tu's loud grunts returned my mind to my room and the strong,
handsome man thrusting on top of me.  He was a great lover and my
mother was lucky to have him.  One day I will find someone like
him and I will never leave him alone like my mother does.  His
body stiffened and his cock jerked hard inside of my pussy,
pouring out his come into me once again.  I smiled, holding him
by the waist thinking of Si.  This should be my boyfriend making
love to me, not Tu.

"I love you, Anh," he whispered into my ear giving me a warm
feeling all over.  I guess in a way, Tu was like my boyfriend,
even though he belonged to my mother.  Maybe he could be my
boyfriend when she's gone.  I smiled at the thought.  He was
heavy on top of me as I squirmed around to get free.  The sounds
of his light snoring told me that it was futile to fight as he
hardly wakes up when he's tired.  Swallowing hard I closed my
eyes wonder what I can do to get Si back.

~~~

the end of chapter 4


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