The Slaves Of Xi Ling
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M e i L i n g - by: B. Pink
Chapter 1
The club was crowded, but I could not see one bit of skirt that would
do my rampant cock justice. I lent against the bar watching the girls
flaunting themselves as they danced. The guys eyed the trashy females
like waiting crows, waiting to pick up the carrion from the dance
floor. I finished my drink and turned to face the bar. As I waited to
be served I saw my reflection in the mirror behind the optics. 6'2"
tall, perfect face, perfect teeth and a body like an Adonis.
"What can I get you," said the barmaid. She was about 18 and of
oriental decent, Japanese probably. Although she was attractive, she
was not my type. I had standards that could not be fulfilled by a
barmaid dressed in her tacky uniform. A uniform that bore a name tag
with Mei Ling on it.
"Give me another beer," I said curtly. She opened the bottle and put it
down in front of me. I tossed the money on the bar showing my contempt
for her.
"You are very rude," she said, and then continued, "To show respect to
others is a virtue that you find impossible.
I smiled at her and responded, "Why do I need to show any respect to
you, a mere barmaid."
Her face looked like thunder. She never sail a word, she just started
at me. It was as if her eyes looked into my soul. I turned away not
able to withstand her steely gaze. Although I had a grin on my face I
was shaken. No woman had ever scared me, until now.
I finished my drink and decided to go home. As I reached the exit I
felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning slowly, I saw the 5'6" frame of Mei
Ling. I looked down into her piercing eyes. The effect of her stare was
the same as earlier. She handed me a piece of paper.
'Tomorrow at 2:00 pm.' was all that she said before turning and
disappearing into the crowd. I opened the paper and could see that
written on it was an address. For some reason I didn't throw it away,
but put it in the top pocket of my jacket
Chapter 2
I got up the following morning and lazed around. I should have gone to
the office, but the too hell with it, I owned the business so why
should I not take a day off.
My bravado was a cover. I had slept badly. The staring eyes, those
piercing eyes of the girl interrupted my sleep. It was as if she was
inside me. I retrieved the piece of paper from my jacket and looked at
it. The neat writing spelled out what I could only assume was her
address. My mind was in turmoil. I did nit want to go to her, but I
knew that at 2:00 pm I would be standing at her doorstep.
After a shower and getting dressed casually, I sat looking at the
clock. It would take me about thirty minutes to reach her house or flat
on the other side of town. She lived in what can ouly be described as
the seedier and run down part of town.
It actually took only twenty minutes to arrive in the roar and find
that she lived in the basement of an old Victorian house. I was acting
not in my normal manner and sat in the car until 1:59 showed on the
clock. Being early or late never usually bothered me. People had to
accept what I wanted. Today, that was not the case. It was exactly 2:00
when I rang the bell.
Mei Ling opened the door. She stood there dressed in a white blouse,
cream jodhpurs and knee length, black rubber riding boots. Her eyes
stared at mine. "Come in and close the door," she said sharply, then
turned and walked off as I did as she had said.
I followed her into a living room. She sat down on a settee as I stood
in front of her. "I thought that I would dress like this as I am sure
that you normally mingle with the horey set," she uttered with a
mocking tone in her voice.
I trembled slightly, feeling like a rabbit caught in a cars headlights
and being unable to move. She could see my discomfort and smiled
knowingly. "You may kneel in front of me."
I heard her words, I wanted to turn and run, never in my life had I
felt so out of control. My mind said never would the proud Paul Parkins
kneel in front of a woman, let alone a mere barmaid. Greater powers
took over and I dropped to my knees in front of her. I now looked up at
her, the smile on her face confirming that she was in control of me, my
good looks, power and money meaning nothing.
"Do you like my boots," she spoke in a way that said that I did anyway
whether I did or not. Still staring at her eyes I nodded. "Good, I want
you to smell, kiss and lick them."
Unable to disobey, my head lowered and started to sniff the rubber of
her boot. My nostrils were filled with strong odor of her footwear. I
heard her giggle as I started to kiss and lick them. I was filled with
humiliation as my tongue licked over the boots of someone that
yesterday I had considered so far below me. I was now the one acting as
the slave to an oriental girl that could make me do anything that she
wanted.
I stood and within a couple of minutes was standing naked before her.
She stood up and walked around me grinning, examining my body. "You are
not very hairy," she said as she touched my face, "Your beard is very
light. I bet you only shave twice a week.
"I think that we will have to do something about that." She walked to a
table and returned with a large pot of cream which she handed to me.
"You are going to stand in the shower and apply this cream thickly all
over your body, including your face, under your arms and all around
your genitals. You will stay there until I come and get you."
Altough I had never been to the apartmant before, I seemed to know
where the bathroom was. I stood in the shower cubicle and covered my
body in the thick cream. Only my nose, eyes and head were not covered
in the smelly substance.
When she came into the bathroom. "Turn on the shower and wash off the
cream," she commanded. I turned on the shower to cold, because somehow
I knew that was what she wanted. Shivering, I wash the cream from my
body. I gasped as my body and facial hair went down the drain with the
water.
I was then told to dry myself and come join her in the living room. I
entered the living room and was told to stand in the middle of the it.
She walked around feeling my body, rubbing her hand up and down my
face, legs, ares and chest.
"Your hair is now permanently removed, your body feels soft and smooth
like a girls." I quivered at ther comments but I was unable to bodily
or verbally do anything about it.
Mei Ling went out of my view behind me and when she re-entered my
vision she was carrying something. She opened it up and showed it to
me. It was a panty girdle or corset type of item made of thick pink
rubber.
"You will wear this until I say otherwise," she explained in mocking
tones that it was going to be locked on to me. "Inside is a small tube
that will hold your penis and testicles down between your legs, you
will have to sit to pee, there is a hole at the rear to allow you to
deficate. It will fit just up to your chest and when tightened these
cords will pull in and restrict your waist."
I watched shaking as she told me that the rubber was reinforced with
steel bands and the cords were of steel rope. She held it open and
indicated for me to step into it. First my right and then left foot
entered the rubber and steel corset. She told me to push my penis into
the tube. It was flaccid but only just slid into the tube, an erection
was not possible whilst wearing this. She smiled as she pulled the
garment up, the action of which forced my penis deeper into the tube
and pulled it under me. I gasped as she pulled it up really hard. The
top of it now was just below my breast bone. It clung to me like a
second skin.
Mei Ling walked behind me and pulled on the cords. "Breath in as deep
as you can," she ordered. She pulled the cords tighter and tighter
until I felt that I would pass out. The cords worked on some kind of
ratchet inside the girdle and were held firm with each click. When she
could pull no more the cords were locked in place with a small padloc
She walked around me smiling wickedly. She ran her hand over the smooth
rubber that cover my crotch.
"Now that ugly bulge has gone and with your smooth skin and beardless
face you are looking very girlish, and oh your waist has pulled in very
nicely."
I wanted to scream, I wanted to run, I wanted to kill her but I knew
that she was controlling me. I was a man, a rich, handsome powerful man
of twenty five. No one would have guessed that as she handed me a pair
of panties.
"Put these on, you are to wear panties all the time." I meekly put on
the pink lace trimmed female underwear. She made me walk around the
room to get used to the confines of the rubber corset. I saw myself in
the mirror. From the waist down I looked female. The proud male member
that I flaunted in tight jeans could not be seen, only a flatness that
somehow said female.
"Kneel in front of me and polish my boots with your shirt," she
ordered. I knelt, she placed her booted feet on my thighs and I
polished them. When I completed the cleaning task she said to me, "Look
at your chest, it is a hairless male chest at the moment but when you
have finished these you will have lovely female breasts."
As she said this she pulled a bottle of pills from her pocket. Mei Ling
undid the cap and then placed a pill on the toe of each boot. She
smiled evilly at me and said, "Eat your girly pills."
I tried to resist but my head lowered and I licked the pills off her
boots and swallowed them.
It was time for me to go she said and told me to put on the clothes
that I had arrived in. Only my Calvin Klein underpant remained on the
floor when I was dressed.
"Tomorrow you are to be here at 10.00 am, you will have the apartment
to clean as well as hand washing my underwear." I nodded.
I let myself out knowing that even though I didn't want to, I would be
there again at exactly 10.00 am.
End of Part One
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