~Subject: Honorable Chan #7 pedo mf s&m s r etc...
~From: RPaladin@ix.netcom.com (Richard Fischer)

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                         Honorable Chan #7
                            by Paladin

   The old fornicators gave up trying to knock the door down about
5 a.m. They loudly exclaimed they would be back to buy their choice
whore at the auction.

   By 4am the partners were fucked to death by the Pink whore. The
barber and butcher were sated but replaced by 49s before any real
danger to them could happen. Could not have too many disappearances
even in china town. Then too They had no money belts of gold to add
so their was no profit in their demise. All of the 49s had smiles
on their faces before the Pink whore was fucked out. (Keep up
morale in the ranks.)

   <"Yes two drops was too much. The Pink whore could not be used
for at least a week. The healing herbs could do wonders, but
miracles were beyond them." Kien thought in his assessment of the
nights business.>

   ["Emerald use this save on the Pink whores cunt. See that it is
healed before anyone uses it again."] Kien ordered his Mistress of
Whores in the mandarin language.

   The Gold, Silver and Blue whores were very groggy from their
debochery of the previous evening. Their minds were divided between
the smell brain and frontal lobes. The primitive brains were
reveling in their debochery. The higher socially correct lobes were
horrified and seeking to forget the whole thing. Another
application, or maybe two, of the secrete herb Kien had found,
followed with a serious fuck session like last night and the split
between the brain parts would be complete. Kiens research showed
that the change would then be pertinent. These women would never be
the same. They would become like the camp followers of old,
permanently sex mad all their waking hours. Never able to live
without at least a dozen men or animals every four hours. Then Kien
would be able to auction them off and have no fear of reprocusions.
Yes these ancient herbs were still very useful, even in the
uncivilized world of these occidental.

   The younger less trained minds would require less applications.
Witness Rhoda; She was now in a perpetual state of arousal. She
rubbed her chained wrists raw from their bindings. This was the
only way to keep her from breaking her own heimen in her current
state. Kien wanted a large number of gold bars for this treasure of
his former class mate. The auction tonight would assuage her
suffering in a profitable manner, Kiens profit. So she must wait
and suffer till the proper time.

   Old man Chan had awakened her with his ass on her small angelic
face. No preliminary, no words.... She lifter her head to the dank
smelly yellow crack and kissed the brownish rose that was above
her. She hoped for the blurred little shaft at the perifery of her
vision if she got it up again. She cried and cried when he kept her
licking his ass hole for about an hour, but the old, old man
require much stimulation to stiffen his organ especially after her
earlier oral ministrations.

   Fuk turned around and presented little Rhode with his small
stiff yellow noodle. She acted like she had been given the keys to
paradise. She inhaled the small stiffened yellow noodle and went to
work.

   <"The ass hole then, a small yellow noodle and then surely the
wonderful white bearded yellow man would give her the big horse
cock down stairs. She had been denied before but now she would
please the old one soo that he would get it for her, or let her
lose so she could go down there and satisfy the itching between her
legs with the sexy pony. Or one of the boys, or the chair legs...
something."> Rhoda hoped.

   <This time she would not have to share with her mother. She
attempted to draw the old ones balls and guts out of the
lengthening sex organ. If only she could have a hand free to hold
to the dangling orbs. They were soo cute. Only the other day she
had laughed with Suezy at the wrinkled little things they had seen
on the little chinkie boy the rest had stripped for the classes
amusement. Thinking back, she was excited even then, but now with
these slightly larger ones.... HEAVENLY!!!!>

   <What was that?? The wonderful old man was using his rough
scailey old tongue to lick her itching pussy lips... That wonderful
old man.... Just like Santa Claus.. She must be such a good girl to
get soo much pleasure... She was going to cum again... OH
GOODIE!!!!>

   Old Fuk licked up the pussy cream again. It was soo sweet. He
sought to remove his twice spent noodle and had greater difficulty
than before but a 49 aided him and steadied him till he found his
legs again. Fuk staggered back to the stairs and sat down there to
rest his old bones. He had lost how much of the gold tael for the
rent, he did not know. He did not care. It had been .... he did not
know how long since he had cum more that once in a week. The ugly
old Conny Sun charged him less for her services but she was not
near as pretty as the little whore spon and she was all business.
This little whore did it for love. Even now he heard her saddening
cries for him. Truly she was a whores spon. Maybe Grandson Kien
would let him keep this little one...

   Fuk would walk slower for days and his shrunken yellow balls
would be aching but it was worth it...

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   Kien ordered Ke to post guards and keep the old fornicators out
of the warehouse till he returned. Under pain of death to anyone
who let in any new fuckers.

   Kien took two 49s and went to the Golden Dragon Restaurant. This
was the local headquarter of the Golden Poppy 489. This was where
the 438s went to pay their tribute to the 489. This was where the
decisions were made. The triad controlled all activities in china
town. Nothing went on without the 489s knowledge. All the
businesses paid tribute to The Golden Lotus Triad. It existed
beneath the surface of the community activities, and it had a piece
of all the activities.

   The time had come for Kien to become formally recognized by the
489. In his confident manner he approached the confrontation.

   When they arrived, the boys, under Kiens direction went first to
the roof. Kien pored a vile of fluid in the air conditioner vent
and then climbed down to the ground again. They waited a few
minutes.

   Placing a rag over their noses the 49s and their 438 went in the
front door and beheld a group of frozen individuals. The vials
content had done it's work.

   Kien had the 49s remove and dispose of the two 429s that guarded
the 489. The 49s took up the vacant positions and Kien seated
himself before the sleeping 489 of the Golden Poppy Triad and
waited.

   Shortly the people began returning to contiousness.

   When the 489 returned to contiousness his old eyes beheld the
young boy in flowing Blue robes seated before him.

   Kien smiled and said, "I am Kien Chan. Your newest and best 438.
These are my 49s. Your 429 are gone. I wish you no harm and offer
you my protection till you can find more worthy 429s."

   The old man looked around and saw that the little one spoke the
truth. His guards were gone. He said,

   "What madness is this?? I know of you, but why should I grant
you such a post?? Men work all their lives for my recognition. Why
should I grant such a post to one so young??"

   "Honorable Taung Ming-Lin, I am better than all your 438. I have
a business and I now run all the white silk trade in this china
town. My merchandise is the best in all the world. I will grow more
profitable as the days go by and I am offering you my loyalty."
Kien reasoned, "That and the fact that I am now your protector."

   Old Taungs unscrutable face never wavered. His eyes though saw
the truth of the young upstarts statements. His 429 were gone...
This little genius had appeared before him as if by magic.... Yes
their was truth in his words. Unnerving but true words.

   "I have heard of your new venture. I have heard of your
merchandise. I was planning on sending a representative 438 to give
us a stake in the business. Well you are here. I assign you to...."
Taung began.

   "NO! I am a deal maker myself. A 438. I report to you. I offer
you my friendship and protection... Please accept me. You will
never obtain better terms. I offer you..." Kien argued.

   "You young whelp... You dare to..." Taung began, but at the
sight of the implacable Kiens face... Old Taung was losing face.
Arguing with a boy, even a genius was beneath him. He must take
charge again.

   "I will consider your proposal. I will visit your place of
business myself and see if their is truth in your words. If your
business is run to my liking I will think on making you my ...
agent." Taung.

   "It is not what I wanted but I will settle for this if you will
come with me now. My 49s will protect us on the walk." Kien
offered.

   "Well it is early but for white silk, really good white silk, I
will accompany you and sample the merchandise." The 489 said
seeking to gain control of the situation.

   "I would be honored if you will visit my establishment. These
white animals know nothing of time. They are such animals..." Kien
answered..

   Old Taung lurched up from his conference table at the Golden
Dragon Resturant and lead Kien and the two 49s to the street. While
his expression never varied his eyes searched for the missing 429.
His mind screamed for then and their dereliction of their job of
guarding him. They would regret leaving his exhaulted person to
this young upstart and his men. They better be dead. For he would
make them beg for death if they were found alive after this
humiliation.

   "I must call for my car." the 489 said.

   "Honored one please use my cellar phone." Kien said offering the
phone recently taken from the departed partner.

   ["I want my car and those worthless 429s here right now."] Taung
ordered into the phone, in Mandarin, once the connection was made.

   ["The 429s are no longer in this world Honored one."] Kien said
in mandarin.

   ["Then you did me a service. If they were so neglectful of my
person... Then I will need new ones."] Taung spoke to Kien. He now
realized this boy had really thought this through.

   <This little one is very far above the other applicants for the
post of 438. None of the others could... or would they dare to do
this to him.> Taung thought.

   The large limo approached with Taungs own driver. Confidence
returned to the old ones face. He would be in charge when they got
into the car.

   The door was opened by the uniformed driver. Kien slid in back
with the 489. He seemed to disappear from view because of his small
stature. The 49s entered the doors and sat in the jump seats facing
the driver.

   The wile old 489 began to relax. He reached for the hidden car
phone. Then he saw the automatic in Kiens small hand.

   "Please do not make any sudden moves. It makes me nervous,
especially being in the presence of such an honored personage as
your self." Kien said.

   "I was just going to call for replacements for the 429s that
guard me. I know it is am imposition to you to ..." Taung began.

   "You are in my protection. It is no imposition. It is my
pleasure to provide your honorable self with this in your need. My
49s will see you home after the deal is made." Kien said.

   Taung sat back a prisoner to this little boy and his "49s".

   What would the future bring???

   More to come.