Aussie Girl Journalist Coerced

The General was very clinical as we met the businessmen for dinner, I thought he might have shown some tenderness to me after cumming in my mouth and my vagina that afternoon. I was dressed in another silk outfit, but this one was a sleek red cocktail dress with a plunging neckline at the and two thing straps running down behind before the dress tightly encased my bottom. It was backless and I had no bra and no panties.

The General had the air con on super cold in the Mercedes so my hard nipples were very prominent. The split on the left leg was so high I had to be very careful how I sat. In the car the General had his hand right on my quim, feeling me up with the easy access dress slit. If the trip was any longer I would have been leaking like a tap and staining the back of the dress with my juices.

It was a scandalous dress to wear out, no Khmer lady would be seen in public like this, but as the General's guest, the Hotel staff allowed me in. The dress had the effect on the 3 businessmen the General wanted, they could not tear their hungry eyes from me. Through the variety of courses served, the General had me move in between each course, so I sat next all the businessman. They had to be well behaved, this was not a girly bar, but they all found an excuse to subtly feel my legs and try and slide into the split, but the competition between them was great.

If one guy was spending too long with a hand out of sight another would put him on the spot by asking for something to be passed to him.

The Indian guy was the only one to reach his goal, as he distracted the table by pointing out the tapestry on a wall,

"Is that from the 8th century or is it a replica?"

The General went into a long explanation pointing out the features as the sly Indian slid his hand up my bare inner thighs and patted my pussy, seeking entrance. He had just worked a finger tip into me when the American woke to his ruse.

"Hey Raj, talk about priceless gems, how about you show me that ring on your right hand?"

Saved by the cavalry I thought!

I knew the night ahead was going to be a horrific time but I did enjoy watching the grown men act like jealous kids as they fought over their blonde desert wearing the red dress.

The General ordered coffee and asked for the businessman to make any adjustments to their bids and then pass over the papers to him.

There was a cat and mouse game as each guy eyed off the others, waiting to see if anyone would move first. It was like a Sergio Leone Western Movie.

The General said,

"When the coffee arrives, bids have to be in my possession."

The Indian licked the finger he had penetrated me, closed his eyes in pleasure, then quickly adjusted numbers on his bid.

The American, knowing where that finger had diddled and seeing Raj's look of delight at the taste, adjusted his bid as well. This caused Raj to re-adjust his.

The tubby Chinese man watched the others unmoving, not wanting to show any interest, but just before the waiter placed the coffee on the table he quickly adjusted his bid, it was amazing to see the sedentary looking man spring into such fast action.

"Thank you gentlemen," said the General, now looking through the bids, "very interesting, very interesting indeed. It seems your company Miss Cassie is highly sought after, you chose wisely with your dress."

The fuck I did, I thought, I had no choice, but I was amazed at how all the outfits the General had for me fitted me to a tee. Hang on, I had only been in the country for one night before falling for his fake invite. He must have known my body measurements. Who would have given them to this corrupt General.

That jerk in the office, Bill.

Lee, my boss, told me he was crying and having a tantrum as I had scored this great trip and he claimed Cambodia to be his. Lee said his jealousy was almost psychotic. Bill must have bribed the tailor who made my clothes that Joseph organised for me to dine at his club. If he could get hold of those measurements he could have passed it on to the General. My travel plans could be easily found in the office and Bill could have told the General when and where I would be.

The more I thought about it, Bill was the cause of my capture and abuse. Not only did it please his contact in Cambodia, it also removed me from the Paper, so he had more chance to get better articles and interviews. After I submitted the articles the General wanted, painting him and his tainted bunch in a golden light my journalistic credibility would be shot, I would be a joke and totally unemployable.

It was all clear now. Bill had had won, I was out of his way forever.

Oh boy, if I get back to Hong Kong I will kick Bill so hard in his balls his eyes will bulge out permanently, before I chop off his cock and jam it in his mouth.

I was shaking and clenching my fists on the table as I dreamt my revenge.

"Well it seems Miss Cassie is so excited to hear who has won her for tonight, she can't contain herself, she is shaking with anticipation. So I better announce the podium positions." the General said.

"Tonight Cassie belongs to......,"

The General drummed his fingers on the table building the

anticipation into a crescendo.

"Mr Chu,

well bid Sir!"

The China man sat there still, no emotion showing, but his eyes roved over me with a new intensity.

"Goddamn sneaky Asians, we should have napalmed all China when we were over this way in the 60's and 70's." The American burst out rudely.

The General continued ignoring him,

"Next, Raj has booked himself and his wife a lovely morning interlude with Miss Cassie, just missing out by only US$6,000 on tonight's prime time."

"What in Jesus's name rigged game you running here General? Let me see them bids."

Once again the General ignored the rude loud American."

Last we have our dear loud rude friend Hank, who, for a meagre extra $6,500 could have had a fresh Cassie to ride all night, now you will just have stale Chinese and Indian leftovers for tomorrow afternoon s lunch, ha ha ha." The General cracking up at his own joke.

"You boys better not damage my prize palomino filly before I get to ride her, I will come gunning for you with both six shooters blazing." Hank threatened.

Mr Chu stood up, took my hand and escorted me out of the dining table,

"You Chu have fun!'' Called the General, giggling with delight.

"Don't wear her out making her search for your tiny noodle Chu!" Said the jealous Raj.

"Fuck Chu," Hank cried, ""who's coming out on a putang hunt? That Cassie has my balls boiling over."

Mr Chu rushed me upstairs, taking them two at a time, glimpsing my blonde pussy flash as I opened the split in the dress to kept pace with him. We walked briskly into his large stately bedroom and he turned to me,

"Miss Cassie, you are perfect female, you will make me lots of money, you worth my bid."

He then made 3 quick phone calls in Cantonese not the more common Mandarin, and from the small amount I had learnt in Hong Kong it sounded like he was inviting many men here.

Oh no, he is going to sub whore me out in small time slots to make his money back and then some. He was going to work me harder than a 2 dollar street girl.

"No way Chu, you are not going to sell me like a 5 minute whore here." I yelled at him in between phone calls.

"Miss Cassie, it OK, all OK. I have factory!"

Oh fuck no, he was taking me to a dirty factory, fuck, at least here I could call out and someone would hear my cries for help, but at a dirty factory I had no hope of salvation.

I shied away from him and looked around the room for an escape.

Before I could come up with a viable plan there was a knock on the door and 5 Chinese men in lab coats came in, followed by 6 in overalls carry large boxes of equipment, all of them staring at me, lusting after me.

"No way will I fuck them Chu, I'd rather jump out the window. You can't drag me to your factory." I didn't want to be mauled and raped by a pack of horny Chinese workers tasting amd ripping into white flesh for the first time.

Chu laughed,

"Ha, you think I take you to factory, no, no, you silly, I have factory back in Guangzhou, OK, you pose sexy now for picture with dress on yes?"

Whew, well if he wants a picture of me dressed to kill in this sexy dress he can, it is a far better outcome than I was thinking. But I was dreading what he would do to me at his factory in China.

I turned around, a backdrop had been erected and studio lights mounted on stands and one of the white coated guys was testing the lights as another set his camera on a tripod. Chu took me to the spot they pointed to and I struck a pose.

FLASH.

"More sexy!!" Chu commanded.

I posed with my left leg forward opening the split in the dress quite high.

FLASH.

"More sexy!"

I hunched my shoulders to make my boobs push out more through the deep cleavage.

FLASH.

"More."

I turned around and pushed my bum out and looked over my shoulder and winked with my lips pursed in a kiss.

FLASH.

On and on it went for half an hour. I managed to keep the dress on, even when they lay me on the bed and shot me overhead, standing above me.

I hadn't flashed a nipple or my blonde bush in all the rapid posing, I was proud.

"OK, now take off dress Miss Cassie." Chu said bluntly.

Gulp, here it comes I thought.

"But Mr Chu, all these men, I am worried, can't it just be me and you, one on one, my ying for your yang?" I pleaded.

"Chop chop, time is money Miss Cassie, I own your time so get dress off now."

I stood facing a corner, far away from all of them as I could. I pulled the straps off my shoulders and I could hear a murmur of whispers from Chu's crew. My back had been virtually naked before but now they were excited as my dress straps fell to my waist. I undid a small zip on the right side which allowed me to shimmy the dress down over my firm buttocks. A group gasp exploded behind me as my bum was exposed, I giggled to myself, thinking these guys will explode on the spot when they see my titties and blonde bush. Even though I was now naked in a room of men I felt powerful.

I turned around slowly, letting them drink my nakedness deep into their eyes and memory. I stood there with my hands on my hips, leaning on one leg. Chu's mouth had fallen open, he was just staring at my body for minute after long minute. One of the white coats came up to him and showed him his wristwatch and talked quietly.

"Yes, yes of course, you must start now." Chu said in English, before realising he should have spoken Cantonese.

"Miss Cassie, please assist these men." Then he rushed off to the bathroom and closed the door.

The white coats approached me and I put up my hands in defence!

"Hang on lads, I only have one dance partner at a time, back off!"

They grabbed me and took me to the bed and had me lay down, One sick fucker had taken my dress and was pulling the stitching out, turning my dress in to a few pieces of material that I could never wear again. I wished I had been drugged so I would not feel was I was about to endure. I tried to will my pussy to juice up so they wouldn't rip me apart but I felt dry as a dead dingo in the desert.

My arms and legs were stretched out and the one free white coat came at me.

With a tape measure in his hand.

"A tape measure? What are you going to do, measure your tiny cock, you will need a micrometer instead you dick-less moron?" I abused him.

He calmly measured all parts of my body, even every dimension on my head, ears lips, nose calling them out to the senior overall wearing guy who recorded them on the clipboard. Limbs, waist, hips, he shook a bit doing the chest measurement, as he did with the inside leg. He was actually sweating so I kept teasing him.

"I bet your girlfriend is a pig and she goes oink oink as you stick your tiny dick in her. Oink, Oink."

He then put on some latex gloves, and I was scared. One of his minions had laid a rubber sheet on the bed and they lifted me onto it. My crutch was then elevated up and Mr Piggy as I now thought of him grabbed my pussy lips and opened me up, exposing me to all in the room. He called out and Chu came out of the bathroom wearing a terry towelling bathrobe. He saw me split open, waiting, stared into my depths and drooled, but he quickly rushed back in the bathroom. The senior worker had a pot of something he had mixed up and passed it to one of the white coated men and took his place holding my arm. Soon all the white coats were free and staring closely one at a time at my pussy.

FLASH!

I couldn't see the camera from my position buy I guess my vertical smile was the subject for their camera. I felt my lips being pulled at all angles and

FLASH! Again.

Smile for the camera I told my pussy, I looked at the men holding me down and their eyes were all on my open cunt and they had small lumps poking out in their overalls.

Things ratcheted up a notch when I saw a funnel disappear between my legs and the spout nudged into my vagina.

"What the fuck are you sicko's doing to me?" I screamed and tried to wrench myself free from their grip. For my troubles I was gagged, and a needle put into my arm which was probably good for what was about to happen.

I felt my insides fill with the hot goo they were pouring into the funnel, but whatever they put in the needle had me calm immediately, I lay still without a muscle moving.

A balloon looking bladder soon took the place of the funnel and that was gently inserted into my poor pussy, she didn't know what was happening to her. I was just on the sidelines numb, watching their game with bemusement. When they inflated the balloon my vagina felt so full I thought I would burst.

They kept me there like that for ages like that until Mr Piggy checked his watch. The balloon was deflated and my pussy was grateful to not be so full it feel it was bursting. Then they carefully extracted the balloon and the goop which had now set to a soft pliable spongy form. It felt like my insides were melting as it slowly withdrew, stretching my vaginal entrance as it magically compressed before expanding again outside its containment.

The process of having my body photographed and cast in the goo went on for hours as they systematically copied my body. The worst was when they did my mouth. A fresh needle load of relaxant was injected and a tube force fed into my lung pipe. A backing disk was slid over the pipe and locked in just past my epiglottis. I thought I was going to hurl. But I was now in happy land and they did to me what they had to do. That cast was gently removed and felt like the biggest glob of phlegm ever being coughed up, yuk. Every orifice, every lump and bump was cast and measured. They even did a full body casting. I was touched everywhere and felt violated but they were all respectable and businesslike in their work.

Chu came out of the bathroom, still just in his bathrobe and spoke with Mr Piggy. He nodded, and suddenly the veneer of respectability shattered as the white coats were around me with their hard cocks now out of their trousers and they mauled my body sexually, groping and poking, as they furiously stroked their small cocks.

Hands were caressing me everywhere, finally they could access my body for their own pleasure, not work. None of them had the lovely touch of the General's servant girls thought I sadly mused, thinking fondly about them. I was bought back to earth when one guy penetrated my anus with his finger as his mate blunted his thumb into my already punished pussy.

Four of them blew very quickly, first the two playing with my vagina and bum hole and the other two fascinated with pulling my nipples. Mr Piggy was stroking his slightly bigger cock with his rapid right hand, right in my face and spurted his pent up load all over it. He wiped his cock on my face, tapping it's dripping head on my lips and leaned in and whispered to me,

"Oink Oink Pig!"

Before he walked away smiling to himself.

The other workers replaced the white coat crew, but they had all stripped naked.

Their cocks seemed bigger as they swaggered towards me. They rolled me over and had me on all fours and took turns one after another to fondle me and rub their erections on me until they blew.

The senior guy was the last one and after giving me a long feel up all over he had me on my knees in front of him and made me hold me breasts together.

He fucked my titties and made me look into his dark eyes, but when I played the slut and licked my lips, holding eye contact with him he cascaded his ropes of pleasure all over my face and chest. I fell back on the bed and watched as they all dressed and left the room with most of the gear.

Mr Piggy walked back in with a sound recordist and a brief case.

He opened the briefcase and pulled out an electric device with a blunt head. He plugged it in and it shook with intensity and had a hum that vibrated through the air.

I felt my legs being splayed opened and the sound recordist had two microphones at my head.

Mr Piggy touched the soles of my feet with his device and the vibratory sensations were so intense I pulled away.

Mr Chu was very happy, looking at me, naked and splayed open, dripping with the cum of a dozen guys, he was smiling saying to me,

"Cassie rubber doll will be number one, my factory will be very busy. You will be very very popular, get many men fuck you every night all over the world."

So that's what the fuckers are doing, measuring me inside and out to create a Cassie sex toy, dirty sickos. I mused. My poor copies would be subjected to all kinds of deviant behaviour. I shuddered from the thought.

Mr Chu slowly ran his hand up the inside of my leg, my now restrained legs as other naked workers held me down, whilst Mr Piggy ran the vibrator up the other.

Now the machine or maybe my situation, was triggering a sexual response from me. My pussy was feeling very moist, my cunt was being a traitor to my resistance against Mr Chu.

As it neared my expectant pussy I could hear myself panting louder. Knowing I was being recorded, so my voice could be used and heard by the perverts who buy my sex doll and fuck it, made me hornier.

I was moaning in pleasure as the machine teased my wet pussy lips, my hungry cunt trying to eat it.

I was screaming in ecstasy when the vibrator shook my clit so fast.

I cried out for more when they took away my new mechanical lover just before I came, the recordist capturing my pitiful begging, me sounding so desperate. All the men around me had rock hard erections from my torment.

Finally after countless teasing they held the vibrator to my nub and I screamed every obscenity out in a massive climax, I came so hard several of the workers holding me down erupted in their own climaxes without physical stimulation. Samples of my fluids were taken. I am sure they would recreate my nectar to sell with my doll.

In my dreamy post climax mood Mr Piggy had me repeat common first names in many languages with my sexy orgasmed voice. I put effort into each name, urging them to come as well. I was rewarded with gentle vibrations and mini climaxesa long the way.

When the recordist gave Mr Piggy the thumbs up, all had been done, I added another,

"Come for me Mr Piggy, please cum."

Mr Piggy looked at me in lust and hate, looked back at Mr Chu, pleading with his eyes for permission to fuck me.

Mr Chu answered,

"Maybe after, But right now I get to fuck the real Cassie. I cum 4 times already tonight just so I can be long time fucking."

He licked some of the men's cum off me then kissed me on the mouth, forcing his tongue in and leaving the ropes of blow there. He did this several times, each time asking me,

"You like?"

as if he was treating me and I should be very grateful.