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A Ukrainian Prostitute?s Ordeal in Bangkok
Helena and the other Ukrainian prostitutes were dressed
up in sexy lacy lingerie and wearing their coats, street
walking and offering themselves to both local and foreign
men for many many Baht (Thailand?s currency).
The prostitutes were standing by a pavement while their
pimp stood by them. Helena?s pimp was an Armenian named
Giovanni. He had thick black hair and swarthy features,
and it was he who brought all of them to Thailand, a
country in South East Asia. It was a country far away
from The Ukraine.
It was somewhere after 8PM and the streets were full of
cars and pedestrians, both foreign and locals. Many men
from all over the world come to Thailand just to go on
sex tours.
While all the Ukrainian prostitutes were pale and Blonde,
Helena was tanned and Brunette and highly resembled the
Russian actress in that James Bond film Quantum of Solace.
As Helena and the rest were all standing by, they were
approached by some American tourists. They were all white
American men.
Two of the men were skinheads. One skinhead was taller
than the other one. One was a tall guy with muscles and
black hair and wore an earring. The fourth guy had medium
brown hair and slanted eyes. The last guy had blond-red
hair, wore a singlet and had a tattoo of a dragon on his
right arm.
The last guy was also the tallest of them all and stood
more than two heads taller than Helena.
?Hey Jack you were right. You can get even white hookers
in this stinking Asian rice eating country,? one of the
skinheads chuckled.
?These Russians would go anywhere just to whore themselves
for a couple of bucks,? the guy with medium brown hair
said in a stone cold tone of voice.
Helena knew and spoke some English and understood every
word they said.
Giovanni approached them. While Giovanni was as tall as
the Ukrainian prostitutes, and as slim as they were, these
American men were tall and muscular. They stood more than
a head taller than Giovanni and from the looks on their
faces and body-shape, they looked like the type of men
to get into fights.
They looked like they could even rape the women and get
away with it.
One of the Skinheads put an arm over the tall Blond guy
and said, ?We are looking for a nice white pussy for our
friend here. We have been in Thailand for more than a week
and he got tired of fucking the gooks.?
?Well you came to the right place,? Giovanni speaking with
a broken English.
Helena had met such men in the Ukraine before. Or even in
Turkey. Or even in Germany. They were white American men
from the South, normally the Redneck racist types. Helena
hated such men.
?Girls stand in line,? Giovanni shouted to Helena and
all the Ukrainian prostitutes, in Russian of course.
Helena and all the other prostitutes assembled in a line.
?So which of my girls do you like?? Giovanni trying to be
a businessman.
Giovanni walked towards a Blonde Ukrainian whore named
Svetlana and put an arm around her, saying, ?Svetlana here.
She will take good care of you.?
Helena saw the Blond guy turning to look at the two guys
with black hair and brown hair, saying to them in perfect
English, ?I know I want some white pussy but I can easily
get a fucking Blonde back home.?
As the tall Blond guy turned to look at all the Ukrainian
prostitutes again, he then turned his gaze on Helena. He
was smiling?wickedly.
?I want this one here,? the tall Blond guy pointed out at
Helena.
?Hmm. You got good taste Ryan. She kinda looks like that
Russian chick in that new James Bond movie. What is the
name again?? the taller skinhead asked.
?You want Helena here?? Giovanni said.
?Yes,? Ryan smiled and nodded.
**************
Giovanni led Helena and the guy called Ryan to a building
nearby. It was a run down building that was used as a
brothel. It smelled of piss and dead rats. Inside the
building Giovanni led them up the stairs and finally took
them to a small flat.
Giovanni opened the door.
?She is all yours. She can even speak good English,?
Giovanni said.
?How much do you charge per hour?? Ryan staring down at
Giovanni.
Helena could tell that Giovanni was intimidated by Ryan
and that Ryan also knew that.
?Well I charge around eight thousand baht per hour,?
Giovanni speaking in an intimidated tone of voice.
?I?ll pay you when I am done with her,? Ryan smiled?.wickedly.
?That is good. Very good. Helena why don?t you go inside and
sit by the bed,? Giovanni ordering Helena.
Helena walked into the flat, towards where the bed was and
sat down on the bed.
?So I?ll leave you alone then,? Giovanni said as Ryan walked
into the flat and rudely slammed the door behind him.
Helena was sat by the bed.
Ryan was stripping off his clothes.
?Take off all your clothes and lie down on the bed,? Ryan
commanded.
Helena started stripping off her clothes until she was naked,
while her clothes and shoes were next to the bed. She climbed
on top of the bed and lied down.
Ryan was fully naked.
Helena could see that he had six-pack on his tummy and that
he had a very large cock.
?I want to tie you up. Where do I get all the things I need?"
Ryan asked Helena.
Helena pointed towards a box next to a cabinet.
Ryan walked towards the box, knelt before it and was looking
through it. she heard him tussling the things there.
?Ahh. What I was looking for,? Ryan picking up something.
Ryan walked towards Helena.
She saw that he was holding the bondage cloths.
He wanted to tie her up, like put her in bondage.
He then moved her arms and legs in a spread eagled manner.
Ryan tied her wrists and ankles to the four bed posts. He
tied her very very strongly.
She felt helpless. There was no way she could get out of
this one unless he untied her.
She was now his as long as he wanted her to be.
?Are you Russian?? Ryan asked her.
?I am Ukrainian,? Helena answered in a meek tone.
?Ryan angrily grabbed her hair and shouted at her, ?You will
address me as Master. I am the client and you are the whore.
Got that,? Ryan yanking her hair.
Helena felt very scared.
?Yes?Master. I will remember that,? Helena giving in,
in fear.
?Good,? Ryan letting go of her hair.
?I might just fuck you for an hour or two, depending on
my mood,? Ryan chuckled.
He was looking down on her.
?Now you look nice and lovely,? Ryan sneered.
Ryan came on top of her. He was fondling with her breasts.
?You don?t have very large tits. But then again none of you
Slavic types do,? Ryan letting his saliva drip on her left
breast.
Her left breast felt sticky from his saliva. He basically
spat at her, a truly degrading act.
She had just heard him call her ?Slavic?. She was familiar
about historical anti-Slavic racism coming from the mouths
of White Americans, the Germans and the Nazis.
Ryan sat down below her breasts. His weight was heavy and
she had to use all her body weight just to lift him up.
He was stroking his cock, letting it rest between her
breasts.
?That is right. You Slavs are all the same. You have to
whore yourselves. At least I am of Germanic Anglo Saxon
descent. Hitler was right. We are the Master Race and you
are the serving race,? Ryan looking down on her.
Helena knew better than to fight back. She was tied up
and if she said the wrong thing to him, he would give her
Hell. If not him, then from her boss Giovanni.
?Now open that little mouth of yours,? Ryan bossed her
around.
Helena opened her mouth.
With one quick move, he thrust his large cock into her
little mouth. He was grabbing onto her short brown hair
and then saying, ?Now suck me good you Slavic bitch.?
Helena tried her best to suck him off. He was fucking
her head and hurting her entire little head. Her jaw
ached. Her skull ached.
?Ahhh you have a good head their. What Slavic heads are
good for,? Ryan riding her, using her hair as a horse?s
rein and fucking her head. And putting up with this
racist abuse.
He was ejaculating lots and lots of Anglo-American sperm
into her mouth, jaw and body.
Helena had to drink it all and she was on the verge of
being choked by it.
He fucked and pumped on her head for over fifteen minutes
until he pulled his cock out of her head/jaw.
Her mouth was dripping with sperm. As he was slowly
pulling out, with one stroke on his cock, the rest of
the sperm still coming out from the tip of his cock were
squirting towards her beautiful Ukrainian face.
Ryan laughed at what he was doing to her.
?You lost the Cold War. You lost to my Viking ancestors.
You bitches always lose to us,? Ryan making fun of her.
Ryan got off the bed, walked towards the box and took
something out.
A cloth. For covering mouths.
He climbed the bed again.
?Open your mouth bitch,? Ryan enjoying his power over her.
Helena mustered an open mouth as the injury he inflicted
on her jaw and skull made her skull muscles hurting and
weakened. As her mouth was finally opened wide enough, he
put the cloth on it and tied it around her head.
?There. Now you can?t scream too,? Ryan laughed.
Helena looked in horror. He shoved his cock very quickly
towards her pussy.
Helena moaned in pain. She could not scream but tears
coming down her eyes were a sign that if she could scream
she would scream.
Ryan?s large cock was breaking her Ukrainian pussy. As
Ryan was fucking and hammering her pussy without mercy,
he was cruelly squeezing her breasts.
?That is a nice Slav. That is right. You live to serve us.
Us North-Western Europeans,? Ryan enjoying the sheer pain
he was giving to this woman.
Her pain ? his pleasure.
As he was squeezing her breasts, he was twitching her
nipples twisting and pulling them.
Helena could only shake her head, letting more and more
tears flow down her eyes. She remembered that her Thai
customers were never this cruel to her. Not even those
from France or England.
She felt her pussy being filled up with cold violent sperm.
She felt her breasts being ripped apart. Her nipples felt
as if they were going to explode.
What seemed like an hour finally stopped.
Ryan got his cock off her, pulled down her mouth cloth with
one strong grip and then told her, ?Open that little mouth
of your again.?
Helena closed her eyes, wishing this whole ordeal was
already over.
Her gave her a tight slap on the face.
?I said open your fucking mouth,? Ryan shouted at her.
Helena?s head was hurting but she still managed to open her
mouth.
?I want you to clean my cock with that tongue of yours,?
Ryan making her look at his large cock.
Helena nodded her head.
As she pulled out her tongue, she was lapping her tongue
at wherever there was sperm stain. He held onto her hair
and guided her head as if she were a human Hoover.
?That?s it. Make it nice and clean,? Ryan watching her
lapping her tongue at his cock.
Her tongue touched the tip of his cock and Ryan seemed to
have enjoyed it.
?Your ancestors must have been doing this for centuries.
Pimped by your own fathers to your Viking masters,? Ryan
putting her down.
Helena just acted and behaved like a robot. She
concentrated on his cock and just tried her best to lick
it good.
?Now I want you to kiss my cock,? Ryan telling her.
As Ryan pushed the tip of his very large cock towards her
lips, she kissed it passionately.
Ryan still held on to her hair.
?Now listen. I want you to talk to my cock as if it were
a real person. Now this is what I want you to say to my cock.
I love you. I want to have your children. All Slavic women
worship big American cocks. Say it,? Ryan yanking hard on
her hair.
Helena starred at the tip of his cock as she was made to
stare at it.
?I love you. I ?.I want to have your children?? Helena
spoke.
?Now say the rest,? Ryan being forceful.
?All Slavic women worship big American cocks,? Helena spoke.
She then managed to kiss it.
?Now suck it,? Ryan yanking on her hair.
Helena opened her mouth and started sucking his cock.
?That?s a good Slavic girl. Even here in this Asian shit-
hole amongst the gooks, I can still get some other
inferior pussy. Not sure if there are any spics that
come here,? Ryan making racist remarks.
Helena just sucked. She did not want to pay attention
to the other things he was saying.
?Ok you can stop sucking me now,? Ryan telling her.
Helena stopped sucking him. She opened her mouth and
he pulled his cock from her jaw.
?Keep your mouth open,? Ryan commanded.
As Helena kept her jaw open, Ryan covered it again
and tied the mouth cloth around her head.
Ryan got off the bed, walked towards the box and to
Helena?s horror she saw what he was bringing with him.
Ryan was carrying a small box. She recognised it.
Ryan climbed back on bed next to Helena?s tied up body.
From the box, he took out a needle. Ryan looked at her
and smiled. She couldn?t help but look scared.
?You can take a guess where this is going,? Ryan moving
the needle before her eyes as if the needle was a wagging
tail.
Ryan thrust the needle to the side of her right breast.
Helena moaned in pain, letting tears go down her cheeks.
She shook her head frantically and heard Ryan laughing at
her pain.
Ryan took out another needle and he slowly thrust its
tip to the side of her left breast.
Helena squirmed from more pain.
It was like Chinese acupuncture.
Ryan kept on taking out more and more needles and
stacked both her breasts with needles.
Finally, he stacked both her nipples with a needle on
each nipple?s tip.
?My. My. You look lovely,? Ryan enjoying the sight of
her breasts being used and abused.
Ryan pressed his palms on the needle stacks of each breast
and was making her feel a lot of Hellish pain.
Helena?s body was slowly adjusting to the pain.
Ryan got off the bed and Helena saw what he was doing.
Ryan was picking up her own clothes.
She recognised her shirt.
Ryan wrapped her shirt around his right fist and was
moving his right palm all over brown pubic hair.
?Your pussy is still covered with my healthy American sperm.
But not to worry I can still pull out your pubic hair,?
Ryan laughed.
Helena looked at him. She stared at him. she shook her head
and begged him not to do what she knew he was going to do.
Ryan cruelly gripped some of her pubic hair, using her shirt
as a glove, and yanked some sticky brown hair out from her
cunt, like pulling out a grass root.
Helena squirmed and moaned in pain.
It hurt. It really hurt.
Ryan showed her some of her pubic hair. She could see some
kinky brown hair straps on her shirt.
?That felt so nice,? Ryan cruelly teasing her.
Ryan then unwrap her shirt from his right fist and then
pressed both his palms towards the needles on her breasts/
nipples.
Helena squirmed again.
Ryan laughed.
He then turned to stare at a certain direction. He quickly
grabbed her shirt that he used to pull on her pubic hair
and walked towards the direction of the room he was staring at.
Helena could see what it was.
She was squirming even a lot more.
She saw a rat.
Ryan quickly grabbed the rat with her shirt and brought the
rat with him towards her bed.
Helena kept on squirming helplessly and struggled helplessly.
If she was not tied up, she would be ion the run by now.
Ryan was bringing the rat to the bed.
Helena saw Ryan smiling at her.
"I got something for you," Ryan slowly bringing the rat.
Towards her pussy.
Helena struggled like never before.
She saw and felt the rat make a landing on her pussy and
pubic hair.
"Now see that. Smell that," Ryan pushing the rat's head
towards her pubic hair.
Helena felt the rat starting to nibble at her pubic hair.
She felt it starting to gnaw at her pubic hair.
Oh My God. This is a Hungry Rat, Helena thought.
As she felt the rat gnawing at her pubic hair, it was gnawing
very very quick.
Helena's pussy felt very free. It felt free as she lost a
great amount of her brown pubic hair.
She then felt the rat gnawing at the pussy surface.
And then it started gnawing at her pussy skin.
Helena squirmed IN PAIN. Tears rolling down. Her head shaking.
She moaned and moaned.
Ryan, her American client, kept the rat's head down to her
flesh.
"I think the rat is really hungry," Ryan being cruel.
As Ryan continued to force the rat to gnaw at Helena' pussy,
he was just standing there, watching her squirm and move
helplessly.
As Helena shook her body, her boobs shook too.
As her boobs were shaking, the needles moved along with the
boobs. They made some shattwering type noises.
Music to Ryan's ears.
Finally Ryan threw the rat to a corner in the room.
Helena just lied there helplessly.
This was one HELL OF A NIGHT.
************
More than an hour had passed.
Ryan put his clothes back on and he opened the door.
Helena did not dare to look towards the door but she heard her
pimp Giovanni and Ryan conversing about payment for Helena's
services.
The last words Helena heard were, "She is one hell of a bitch."
THE END
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