A Rich Filipina and Her Two French Slaves

By Sonya Esperanto sonyaesperanto_15@hotmail.com

Story:

It was a wonderful day inside her mansion. Isabelle was a nice and attractive young Filipina actress, at the age of thirty.  She had a nice brown complexion, sexy body and had long jet black hair, with specs, resting above her head. She was resting her back towards her armchair, reading Vogue. She needed to know what was the latest fashion. Her mansion was somewhere in Manila, enjoying the extreme heat. Suddenly, her door bell rang. Isabelle shouted, “Will someone answer the God damn door”. She spoke in English and not Tagalog. This may mean whoever worked for her, spoke only in English.

While Isabelle was resting her back, her guest had arrived. It was a reporter for Manila Times, some young Filipina reporter. Isabelle smiled at her and said, “You are here to do a review of me, aren’t you?” The Filipina reporter responded to her, back in English, “You really take this English language seriously, don’t you?” Isabelle shot her some funny look. She responds, “Of course I do. Especially, I have two new employees or should I say, owned people, who can only understand this lovely language”. The reporter took the chair next to Isabelle and had her writing pad ready. She thought Isabelle was rich and eccentric, but still had to entertain this ‘arrogant bitch’.

Isabelle shouted, “Fifi, Cassandra. Come here”. Two Caucasian maids, dressed in French maid uniforms came. “We hear and obey mistress”, responded the two French maids. Fifi was the tall Blonde and Cassandra was the petite Brunette. Last week they lost a wager to this actress and were French reporters, but after they lose the wager, they were now her slaves FOR LIFE.  “Fifi, Cassandra, kneel before me and suck my toes”, commanded Isabelle. “Yes mistress. We hear and obey”, they meekly answered. Fifi and Cassandra knelt before Cassandr and lifter her feet to their faces, sucking on their toes. They hated having to respond in the hated English language.  They sucked on their mistress toes, while the reported conducted the interview. The reported was turned on, by what she was seeing.

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The dining room was great.  Isabelle had Fifi lying naked and all tied up naked, on top of her wooden table.  Her breasts had been tied up in bondage.  Her mouth was gagged. The reported was sat there, enjoying her meal, while watching this sadistic actress dropping candle was, on the bounded huge tits, of the Blonde French woman. Fifi’s tears were flowing out but was powerless to set herself free. “You sure have good taste in food, Isabelle”, commented the reporter. Isabelle was concentrating on HURTING Fifi at the moment.  “Yes, I sure do”, she responded. Fifi continued moving her head and her breasts were now really red and full of welts. Her nipples looked burnt.  Isabelle then looked at the reporter. She said in plain English (for the poor French slave to understand), “This Fifi was a reporter from Paris. She lost a bet to me and I made her this bet, that I would answer her all her questions if she played poker with me”. The reporter could understand why this all happened. The reporters were asking her controversial questions, questions Isabelle did not like at all.

Isabelle hands the candle to the Filipina reporter and said, “I will answer more of your questions, if you drip some on her French pussy”, chuckled Isabelle. The reporter grabbed it and dared not refused or else, she would not get all the answers she needed. If she had all of them, she would not only make high points with her boss but get upgraded and get more pay, in a country that was already poor and third world.  The reporter looked at the Blonde pubic hair and fondled it. “She has a lot of hair, Isabelle”, said the reporter. Isabelle smiled, saying, “I can change that”. Isabelle went to get the shaver and then shaved off Fifi’s pubic hair, till it was just one pink crack. “There, now you got no problem”, smiled Isabelle. The reporter had a normal face, letting the candle was drip on the poor Blonde’s open pussy. Fifi made a high moaning-gagged noise but all she could feel was too much pain. Isabelle was touching her cunt, putting fingers underneath her short pants. The reporter was making her day. The reported analyzed how to do it well.

Fifi kept on moving her head, being bounded helplessly, and her pussy was turning completely red. She could hear Isabelle moaning sexually and masturbating, right in front of the reporter’s eyes. After the torturing-Fifi game was over, Isabelle answered some of the questions to the reporter. But when the reporter asked for some more, she said that she had to turn Isabelle on again and that meant, she had to join Isabelle…in the Jacuzzi.

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The Jacuzzi was nice and warm.  Isabelle was enjoying the steamy bath.  Not far from her, was a wooden table. Cassandra was tied naked, faced down, strapped helplessly. Her asshole was full of inserted pens and the reporter was twitching the ends of the pen and it hurt Cassandra, making only gagged noises. Her tears flowed down and her muffles excited Isabelle. Isabelle looked at the reporter and smiled. “This makes me happy.”

After hurting poor Cassandra, Isabelle answered all her question, when they were back again the living room. The reported had all the answers she needed but when she left the mansion, she felt as guilty as Hell. She had tortured two fellow truth seekers, so that she could gain the Pulitzer winner award.

THE END