Chapter 95 Degradation and Despair
"That lad's gonna make a good Scorpion, Ox," Dao grunted as he slammed his
meaty flesh-piston into Ming-tsu again.
"Aughhh!! Help me...someone...nnnnngghh!"
"Make yourself useful," Dao yelled at Lin, as he lunged into the
dark-haired courtesan a second time. "Take her other leg, boy!"
Lin swiftly moved around and seized Ming-tsu's right leg, allowing Dao the
free use of both hands which he used to squeeze the springy flesh of Ming-tsu's
dark-striped buttocks. His hips surged forward again, drawing another squeal of
pain from the dark-haired courtesan, and then he reached forward and began
undoing the ropes that bound her wrists to her elbows.
"W-what are you doing?" Lin the Drooler asked in a puzzled voice.
"When I fuck 'em in the ass, I like 'em to wiggle a little," Dao replied
with a throaty chuckle. "Hey,Ox! Kick that damn thing out of the way!"
Zheng stuck out a huge foot and pushed the Sandbox off to one side, just as
Dao finished undoing the ropes, freeing Ming-tsu's arms. Ming-tsu's wrists and
arms sported painful-looking impressions of coarse hemp, but their soreness did
not prevent her from swinging at her captors wildly. Zheng and Lin and were
standing slightly behind her, though, propping up her smooth, supple thighs,
and her blows glanced off them ineffectually.
'OK, down you go, slut!" Dao growled and the three gangsters pushed
Ming-tsu so that she pitched forward onto the nearer edge of the mat on which
Lin had so recently reclined. Ming-tsu gamely tried to climb to her feet, but
Dao tackled her from behind, sending her sprawling face down onto the mat.
"Aiiihh!" Ming-tsu yelped in pain as her needle-studded breasts smashed
into the floor, but she quickly struggled to her hands and knees, trying to pull
her hips away from Dao's iron grip. This time the gaptoothed bear of a man
didn't spread her legs as he had before. Rather, he planted his own thick,
hairy thighs on either side of Ming-tsu's shapely legs, jamming them quite
closely together. And then his hands were on her peach-shaped bottom again,
fondling and squeezing her resilient nether-globes. The tall Scorpion was
utterly heedless of the fiery marks the Scorpions' lashes had left on her
spankable girl-cheeks, as he spread her springy orbs to reveal the squinting
jewel inside.
"This time it's for keeps, honey!" Dao snarled, as he moved his hips
closer to the tiny bulls-eye.
"Let me go, pig!" Ming-tsu raged at him furiously as she turned to rake at
his eyes with her fingernails. She managed to claw three red lines down the
side of Dao's face before the Ox and the Drooler joined the fray, each of them
seizing one of her wrists and forcing a shoulder down, so that her tempting,
deep-cleft buttocks were thrust high in the air, forming an inviting curve which
flowed into the sensual downward arc of her spine.
"I'll make you pay for that, whore!" Dao snarled. He dug his own ragged
nails deep into Ming-tsu's bottomglobes as he slowly spread the inviting groove
between her amber-gold buttcheeks wider and wider apart. Then he pulled her
wriggling derriere back toward him until the big knob of his dripping penis was
wedged against the twitching dimple of her bumhole again. As he had foreseen,
in her position on her hands and knees, Ming-tsu was able to wiggle her
whip-sore buttocks wildly, squirming in sensuous concentric circles, but her
futile attempt to escape the coming rape was nothing more than a lascivious
diversion to Dao. He indicated to Zheng and Lin that they were each to plant a
knee against the outside of Ming-tsu's knees, so as to keep her knees and thighs
pressed close together and then he pounded the first, thickest, inch of his
cockshaft into the writhing concubine once again.
"Auurrgghh! You bastard!" Ming-tsu cursed vehemently, as waves of pressure
and pain tore through her sensitive sphincter. Her pelvis jerked forward
violently, as if Dao had held a match to it. But there was no escape.
Exultant in his mastery, Dao grabbed Ming-tsu where her rounded hips
tapered into her slender waist. Then he lunged again, enjoying the delicious
sensation of pillaging the tiny anal ring, working his cock forcefully into the
narrow orifice even as Ming-tsu's rectal muscles clutched spasmodically in a
futile attempt to repel the thick, fleshy intruder.
But Dao was relentless, inexorable.
"Aaaugh! ... Oh! ... you're killing me!" Ming gasped as the terrible
pressure increased. She wrestled furiously with the men holding her, flailing
her arms, trying to rise, but always restrained by Dao's powerful hands, which
roamed from the top of her hips to the small of her back, enjoying the softness
of her skin while keeping her body well under control. The Ox had played this
exciting game of big cats and little mouse with Dao more than once. Even with
the use of only one arm, he could easily have subdued the wriggling concubine
completely, but he exerted just enough force to allow his partner the dark,
primordial pleasure of conquering the sweet young buttocks of a frantically
struggling woman. His good right arm kept Ming-tsu's flailing left arm from
doing any damage, while his raw and hairless left arm was under her belly,
groping at her silken pussy with beefy, prying fingers.
The Drooler, meanwhile, taking his cue from Zheng, held Ming-tsu's right
wrist lightly in his left, leaving his right hand free to fondle her sweat-slick
breasts, which he caressed and squeezed to his heart's content. Living up to his
nickname, he wiped furiously at his frothing mouth and then leaned forward and
down and buried his long, wet tongue deep inside Ming-tsu's earlobe. The
beautiful concubine twisted her head in revulsion, as if somehow this
sickeningly moist intrusion was the final indecency. Her black hair swirled
around her shoulders as she tried to escape the clammy stalker, but the obscene
intruder was inescapable, burrowing wet and deep into her ear, twist and turn
though she might.
"Stop it...let ... me ... go, damn you!!!"
Lin laughed at the raging beauty's discomfiture and continued squeezing her
succulent breasts as casually and crudely as a fishwife squeezes oranges in a
grocer's stall. Even though it had only been a short time since his adolescent
prick had spat the copious contents of his balls into Ming-tsu's lovely face,
his exploration of the velvety smoothness and the still warm weals on Ming-tsu's
breasts, soon had him hard and aching with desire again. The drooling teenager
plucked at the tempting crests of her breasts until they stiffened into tight
little nuggets of girl-flesh. He nudged and prodded the brightly-colored
needle-hilts embedded in her pleasure-gourds until fresh streams of tears began
to seep from Ming-tsu's soft brown eyes.
Sensing a stickiness on his hand, Lin pulled it away and saw smears of red.
The craggy peaks of the Rock Garden had evidently torn the skin on Ming-tsu's
luscious right breast. Grinning, Lin cupped the soft mound even more firmly,
wrenching it to and fro until the tracks of the thin red tears on her breast
began to spread over the entire surface of that succulent globe.
"NNGRRR!!" Dao growled as his fleshy club worked its way deeper and deeper
into the bucking concubine's man-hugging rectal canal. The waves of pleasure, of
sexual sensation, were almost indescribable. Dao was in his element, practicing
the barbaric techniques of domination that he had learned from the master, Feng
the Butcher.
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One night, while the two of them were disciplining a petite, pig-tailed
scullery maid who had neglected to remove the shadow of a tea-stain from Richard
Chan's favorite cup, Feng the Butcher had coached him in the fine points of
forced sodomy. One of the more memorable insights of Feng's assiduous analytical
researches had been that the sadistic pleasure of anal rape is heightened by
jamming the bare legs of one's victim tightly together before entering her. To
illustrate, Feng had bent the saucy-buttocked kitchen girl over a thick bolster
and then strapped her pretty legs tightly together just above the knees. As
they admired the shadowy groove between her quivering half-moons, Feng
explained that in such a position the structures and muscles of a woman's pelvis
was pressed inward so that her rectum could not help but constrict around a
forceful intruder -- with almost unbearably pleasurable results. It had been an
unforgettable lesson and Dao had been a most diligent student - happily
practicing the cock-pleasing exercise over and over, (in between administering
four sets of half-a-dozen withering cane-strokes each), until he had mastered
it, despite the tears and pleas of the wretched, round-bottomed maid.
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But there were no waves of pleasure for Ming-tsu, any more than there had
been for that careless and luckless scullery maid. The almond-eyed concubine
felt as if she had been impaled on a fence-post. She wriggled, she fought, she
squirmed, she cursed - but Dao's engine of lust was pitiless and implacable.
"What an ass, she's got boys! What a sweet, fucking ass!" Dao exclaimed
ecstatically as he seized Ming-tsu firmly by the hips and jerked her
heart-shaped derriere back toward him, allowing his throbbing cock-muscle to
delve still deeper into her vitals. "NGGH!!!! Dao punctuated his comments with
powerful stabbing thrusts of his hips. "I knew she was the perfect ass-fuck
the minute I saw her. NGGGHH!! Those cheeks were so fucking round and tight.
NNGHH!!" Dao thrust his bulbous dickhead still deeper into the tight fleshy
tube. "How often did uncle George give it to you up the ass, honey? NGGGHH!!
If you were my whore ... NGHHH!! ... This firm young behind 'd be up in the air
every night 'til my dick broke off!"
In the mirror noticed Ming-tsu that Dao's lips were pulled back from his
irregular yellow teeth like those of a mad dog. "NGHHHH!!" He grunted loudly
again as he drove his pile-driving prick further into her squirming body.
"Aaaaughhhh" Ming-tsu cried out as Dao's cock punched into her, each
stroke causing her body to vibrate with shock. His rampaging organ seemed to
grow and swell and harden within her with every bone-jarring thrust. Each time
he lunged she felt certain that he'd plumbed the very depths of her body. Only
to ...
"NGGHHHH!!"
"Aaurrrrghhhh!" ... learn that worse was yet to come.
The veins in Dao's neck were bulging with excitement as he extended a long
arm forward and grabbed a handful of Ming-tsu's silky tresses and pulled her
head back hard, so that her spine formed a beautiful concave arc.
"NGHH!!" His granite-hard column of lust slammed forward into the delicious
butt-cleavage once again.
"Yeah, baby, take it!! By the sword of Genghis Khan, boys, she fits
around my cock as tight as the skin of a plum. NGHHH! And you're just as sweet
and juicy inside, aren't you, girl? Nghhh!! ... Fuck!! ... Oh, yeah, ohhh,
yeahhh ... NGHH!!... Shit!! ... NGHH!!! Mmmm, that's good, baby! ... NGHH!!
"AAIIEAAA!!"
Dao finally slammed into her so hard that Ming-tsu's hands went out from
under her and she was crushed flat against the filthy mat, re-awakening the
flames the Scorpions' lash-marks and the sharp-edged rocks had left on her
perfect breasts. Her prostrate position forced Dao to amend his angle of thrust
slightly but his stallion-cock was so completely inside her now, so buried to
its thick, hairy hilt, that she could feel his lust-swollen balls slapping
against the whip-wealed roundness of her derriere with every pounding plunge.
Sweat from Dao's brow dripped down onto Ming-tsu's squirming shoulderblades
as he continued to punish the once-proud concubine with his cannon-like cock.
Crushed to the floor as she was, her lascivious butt-wriggling attempts to
escape his plundering pillar of flesh were reduced to sudden, brief, almost
involuntary muscular spasms. But each one sent fresh waves of pleasure through
his manhood. The gaptoothed Scorpion exulted in the pleasurable paradox of
sadistic sodomy: that Ming-tsu's every effort to resist, from the slightest
twitch to the most prolonged and violent struggle, only served to enhance his
feelings of mastery and to maximize the delicious cock-clutching contractions
that had taken him to the topmost peaks of ecstasy.
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The waves of pleasure were almost more than he could bear. As he continued
to stab his swollen cock-shaft into the cruelly-stretched aperture between
Ming-tsu's soft, sweat-sheened buttock ovals, he could feel the pressure in his
balls build. "NGHH!"
And build. "NGHHH!!
And build. "NGGHHHH!!!"
He thrust still harder, drawing another tortured wail from the beleaguered
concubine. He was close now ... so close. "NGHH!!
The skin of her bottom was so soft against his groin and his
filled-to-bursting balls at the end of each plunge. "NGHH!!"
So warm, so sweaty. "NGGHH!!"
So helpless. "NNGGGHHHH!!" Dao grunted, as he drove his scabbard of flesh
into Ming-tsu's prostrate body yet again. And then he felt the dam break and the
swift, irreversible river of lust flowed into his rampaging erection. His hairy
upper legs were flat against her silky thighs now and he used every bit of
strength and leverage at his disposal to pump into her cock-clutching rectal
tube one final time before the first gush of semen shot from the tingling tip of
his manhood. "Yeeaahh!!" he growled as the first wave of the orgasm overpowered
him. "Yeaaahhh ...so good, baby." A second wave hit him, and then a third as
his throbbing organ fired round after round of slimy man-juice deep into
Ming-tsu's quivering body.
The Ox and Lin watched with something approaching awe as their red-faced
comrade's climax continued for long seconds, as Dao's entire body seemed to
pulsate with lust as he spewed jet after jet of hot man-lava into Ming-tsu's
defenseless bowels until at last the titanic volcanic eruption subsided and he
fell forward across her nude body, utterly spent.
"Oh, shit," Lin enthused. "Did you see that, big fella?" he asked the Ox
breathlessly. "I've gotta have me some of that of ass."
But just as the Drooler slid around behind Ming-tsu, ready to take his
comrade's place whenever he were to dismount the sweet-bottomed concubine, he
glanced up and saw that an angry-looking Chiang Chan was moving in their
direction.
