Aussie Girl Journalist Coerced

Part 4.

Somehow, due to Jim and the two Khumer guys connections we snuck into Thailand without my passport.

It was a tough journey, going from the northeast of Cambodia, into Laos via a small offshoot of the Mekong on the long tail boat in the dusk, then an overnight hustle across Laos in an old truck, then a dawn flight in a helicopter that looked as if it should be on a junk heap and finally guided across the border in Thailand through the thick jungle via a path through the minefields and unexploded bombs that only the locals knew..

I raced to the bathroom of the guesthouse we were staying at before we planned to continue the long journey to Bangkok the next day. I turned the flimsy lock on the door and stripped off the stinking fisherman's clothes I had been dressed in. It felt so good to unwrap the tight strapping around my chest and free my poor squashed boobs. I massaged them to get the circulation going after their secure confinement to pass me off as a male.

I had to scrub off the dye they had put on my hands, feet and face and my skin was rubbed red raw.

There was a Singha Beer T shirt and a short sarong on my bed, but no underwear. At least the clothes smelt fresh. I dressed and made my way downstairs. Out the back, in the guesthouse garden, away from the prying eyes of anyone else, Jim was having a beer talking to my two rescuers.

"Thank you Jim for saving me and please thank these two weathered faced angels who risked their lives for me. How can I ever repay them?" I was suddenly overcome with emotion. If I hadn't been rescued I would have been abused by the Indian business couple and the loud mouthed American then thrown to the Generals fellow officers who had looked at me with such fearful hunger. I started sobbing and Jim sat me down and put a comforting hand on my shoulder, saying,

"There you go again, you big cry baby. You can have a good sook when you get back to Hong Kong, unless you want to run home and suck on your mummies teats again? "

I felt my anger for Jim rise quickly,

"Fuck you Jim, you never let up do you, you creep."

"That's better, we have firecracker Cassie back. It's good, because we need you to be angry and ready to fight." Jim said seriously.

"What do you mean?" I was so confused.

"You asked what you could do to thank these two, you need to tell the world about their story, their struggle and how they have been fucked over, first by the USA in their fight with the Viet Kong, then in 1975 the Khmer Rouge and since Pol Pots overthrow they have been ignored by the current Government and the military."

"Of course, of course, when do we start the interview, do you have any recording material Jim?"

Over our dinner the two men told me how they were fighting against the Khmer Rouge and had to hide their villagers in the jungle, otherwise they would be either taken into forced farm camps or sent to the killing fields. This is after they had be decimated by the bombs the USA dropped in the Vietnam war over most of the eastern and north east of Cambodia for the 10 years prior.

Now, ironically, the only way they can make a living is by hunting the un-exploded bombs lost in the thick jungle, disarming them and selling them for scrap metal. This causes many of their community to die, be maimed or even left limbless.

I was very touched by their stories and made copious notes. Jim passed me a local beer as we neared the end of the interview.

"Jim, do you have any pictures of the bomb hunters and the maimed villagers?" I asked.

"Sure do, that's what I was doing over in Cambodia. I have pictures, video and taped interviews, maps everything you need to back up the story you just heard. But I want to be credited as a co author."

"Of course Jim, anything you want."

"I have been waiting ages for you to say that Cassie." Jim sniggered, licking his lips then mouthing a wet kiss at me.

"Oh don't even go there, I am far too tired." I waved off his rudeness. I suddenly remembered the incriminating videos and photos the General had of me and asked Jim,

"I need to get back all the photos, videos the General has of me and even the CD's the General gave the businessmen, is that possible?"

"Already done Cassie, fortunately for you, the three prize ladies in the General's concubine happen to be from the very villages you will be writing about. They are the nieces of these two men who saved you. They had gotten word out how you were compromised and it was all arranged to time with your escape. The one thing we couldn't get was the images the Chinese had of you."

"Thank you so much, it means I am no longer under the General's control. I guess that's how you know I needed rescuing Jim?''

"Actually I heard that a certain bloke in your Hong Kong office was out to get you, he was bragging about it on an on line bulletin board that expat journos bullshit on. Once I heard it was you I knew I had to do something to help. Next minute I had a great crew planning to save you and hopefully bring that bastard General down."

I suddenly felt exhausted and yawned, stretching my arms up over my head. The small t-shirt rose up, showing my under boob curves. The three men who had saved me we all staring at my exposure. Their look of anticipation, hoping that the shirt would rise higher to release my nipples to their vision was intoxicating to me.

They had saved me. Surely I could just give them a little reward. I could easily lift my shirt up and flash my boobies.

"Shit, Jim, who dressed me in the fisherman's clothes, you have all seen me naked already haven't you?" I remembered how I woke up on the boat.

"Relax Miss Prissy, we had the fisherman's wives do it, in privacy, otherwise all the village men would be fighting over you. But feel free to let me see your young tits again and give the lads here a nice vision to go to sleep with, after all they have done for you. Go on, you know you love showing off your great body."

I thought about it. Jim had seen and felt my tits before, these two heroes saved me and their family risked their lives to save my dignity by getting all my incriminating images and videos.

I looked around for any cameras, then flashed my boobs at my three rescuers then turned and walked to go up to bed. As I stepped up the stairs from the garden to enter the guesthouse I bent over, lifted my sarong and mooned the stunned trio goodnight.

I collapsed into my bed giggling like a teenager, well I still was, and slept heavily. I was so safe, my abuser was now my saint and added to that we had an amazing story to take back with us.

My whole psyche was calm, every muscle even every thought was in neutral, it was the best sleep ever... until a loud banging at my door awoke me in shock.

It was Jim, looking anxious.

"Cassie, we need you to sort out a big problem, come quickly."

I was still in the T-shirt and sarong so I followed Jim downstairs to the small lounge area.

There was a drunk Thai official with his police backup waiting outside.

The Thai official looked at me with drunken lust and yabbered in Thai.

"He wants payment for not handing you over to the Cambodians, word has got out that you escaped into Thailand."

"Do you have any money you can give him Jim?" I asked hopefully.

"No, but I have an idea. Let's invite him up to your room for a very "hands on" interview. I'll order the Mekong whisky and between you and me, we can drink him under the table. We can escape again while he is passed out. "

So there I was dancing in my room to some tiny radio screeching out Thai pop music as the three of us did shots of the national whisky.

The Official insisted on me taking off my T-shirt and Jim just nodded as he poured more shots.

I pulled it up to show one boob and insisted we down the drink. I lowered the t-shirt and refilled our glasses. And then flashed again for the other boob. Another shot and then one more when I took off the t-shirt.

I was getting woozy and giggling, flashing more of my teenaged tits, which made the Thai happy too. Happy to see more of my body. He grabbed at my sarong and tugged it down. When my blonde pubes were exposed his eyes lit up and Jim quickly refilled his glass and cheered him to skull the drink. The Thai was grabbing my arse, pulling me into towards him. Jim poured a shot of whisky above my pubes and pushed his face into my crutch.

I felt the Thai suck on my pubes and I poured my own glass down my flat stomach to feed him more whisky.

He stood up unsteadily and fumbled with his trousers and they eventually fell to his ankles.

He stood, weaving groggily on his feet, holding out his flaccid dick slurring,

"Blondie Suckie Suckie..!"

I looked at Jim, pleading with my eyes for him to do something, but he just nodded towards the crutch of the imbibed official.

I bent over to fondle the Thai noodle he wanted sucked, feeling its limpness, rolling his goods in my hands, even his balls were hanging low. There was no life in his crutch, he was far to drunk to fuck.

Suddenly I felt hands on my bum, I turned back and Jim was there, naked.

"Suck him Cassie!"

Jim ordered, with a desperate look in his eye.

I knew then that Jim had no other way of getting us out of the situation, so I opened my lips and started to nuzzle on his Thai dong. I must have magic lips, his dick stirred with my oral caresses.

Jim shouted at the Thai Official,

"Blondie Suckie Good OK?"

This made the Thai lift his hand up and give a droopy thumbs up sign.

Jim reached over to the nearby table and grabbed 2 full glasses of Scotch.

He passed one to the Thai and cheered him with his own glass.

"Blondie Good Suckie, Blondie Great Fuckie!" As he pretended to thrust into me from behind.

"Fugggggie!" Cheered the wobbly Thai, swallowing his whole glass.

Jim was thrusting harder now, the three of us naked rocking. With each thrust from Jim on my bare buttocks I felt his cock swell more as the Thai held my head to his hardening dick.

Suddenly Jim pulled back away from me further than before then thrust his hard cock towards my slit.

Fucking Jim wasn't part of the deal, I had to get away from his eager stiffy and the only way was forward. I thrust my had hard into the crutch of the corrupt official.

He fell backward. His eyes now rolled back, he was gone, passed out, but strangely, his cock was now standing up hard.

Jim said,

"Quick Cassie, help me get him up on your bed and strip him right off."

"What's the plan Jim?" I asked.

Jim looked back, his mouth agape, as if slowly taking in my nudity for the very first time, taking so long, making me feel self conscious about it.

"Um, we need to cover him and the bed with semen so when he awakens he will think he scored many times with you, proved his virility and as such a masterful lover, got his due payment. Otherwise he will pass on our descriptions to his colleagues across the country and we will be caught."

"There is no way he will cum when he is passed out, unless you have some magic spells Jim?"

"It doesn't have to be his cum, it could be, let's say, my cum!"

"Good idea,

in fact it's a brilliant Idea Jim..."

Jim smiled, a leery smile like a spider smiling when it feels a fresh fly caught in its web.

I continued, much to Jim's disappointment,

"I'll go wait in the bathroom while you grab your dick and rub one out all over him. I know how much you love tossing off. "

"I only love tossing off while I am smelling your wet horny cunt Cassie." Jim said, looking at me with his pent up desire and his hardness still rigid. He reminded me of how I debased myself at his request, allowing him first to sniff my crutch and eventually lick it ages ago back in Australia when I was a cadet journo.

His cock was ready and I thought his plan was good. I wasn't going to do anything I hadn't before, so I went along with his idea. He could sniff my crutch to help him get himself off and that should aid our escape.

I stepped towards Jim but I tripped over the Thai's clothes and landed on my knees with Jim's cock in my face.

Blame it on the whisky shots, blame it on Jim's pleading expression, whatever, I just started kissing it. Kissing led to me sucking the tip of it's head, then taking the head into my warm wet mouth.

Jim was in heaven, finally getting his cock into me, albeit my mouth. Deeper and deeper I took Jim until my gag reflex stopped any further progress. But I sucked hard on his cockhead and swirled my tongue around his pee hole while stroking his shaft and fondling his heavy balls.

Jim was running his fingers through my blonde hair urging me on. I thought I would tease him by gliding a finger up along his bum crack, but he moaned in delight.

I sought out his bum hole and circled it with my finger tip. His hot cock seemed to swell and throb in my mouth. I thought about the time when he anally penetrated me for the first time in my life with his finger and I shoved my finger up his arse hole, hard.

As I did, the door opened and my other two saviours burst into the room calling out to Jim.

Jim and I looked at them stunned as they looked back at us stunned. The passed out naked Thai official, with a stiffy, on the bed and Jim and I naked as I sucked his cock on my knees.

Jim blew his load with all the shock and I was too shocked to remember not to swallow. His much needed sperm for our ruse slid down my throat.

"Dammit." Jim said, "Come here you two, Cassie make them cum on the Thai, don't swallow this time."

The two Cambodians look at each other puzzled before one told Jim,

"Police get worried about boss man, need to know he is OK?"

The other, who was searching the Official's clothes, found a Canon Powershot A5 One-megabyte digital camera in the Thai's coat.

He pointed at me and then the naked Thai and indicated he would take pics and show the police the boss was busy.

I objected, I had enough of been photographed in compromising positions.

One of the Khmer said,

"Police say after the Official finished, he will bring you to Station, share you will all men there, first cops then paying customers, then prisoners."

I was screwed again, I had no choice but to pose for the camera.

As I lay naked, spread out on the bed, waiting, the three men discussed their plan while staring at my exposure. One of the Cambodians fitted a black rubber band at the base of the Thai's cock to keep his dick hard, the band now unseen in his black thatch of pubic hair. They lifted the drunk Thai on top of me. They posed his hands like he was holding my head and kissing me while I scraped my nails down his back. My face was hidden.

We were posed in a few other shots to show off the virility of the Thai so his security team would be impressed. I was on my hands and knees and they had him slumped over me, his hands trapped between my boobs and the mattress as I lent down under Jim's posing. They put his cock at the entrance to my slick cunt, already dripping wet from the foreplay as I sucked Jim's cock. I wasn't sure who was rubbing the Thai cock on my slit but they were very exploratory with their fingers, feeling me up intimately. Lucky I was horny and a little drunk as well.

He even had one of me with my mouth being penetrated with his cock, still rigid thanks to the tight rubber band. My eyes were hidden with my hair to hide my true identity.

I giggled throughout, it reminded me of the movie, "Weekend at Bernies", but far naughtier.

One of the Cambodians took the camera down to show the impatient Thai cops, while Jim made the other strip and have me wank him.

His mate came back, still with the camera, explaining the cops wanted to see more photos. He wasted no time stripping off and joining in, not wanting to miss out on having the young blonde goddess help him cum. I now had two hard Cambodian cocks that I was tugging and sucking as they felt up my tits and arse.

"Fuck me, look at you go Cassie, you are getting me hard again." Jim said, stroking his semi.

I looked at Jim, wanking as I worked the two brown cocks, while their brown hands roamed over my white tits. I winked at Jim, then looked down to my pussy. I needed some personal attention myself.

Jim got the idea and laid down and slid his head under my spread thighs and kissed them all the way to my moist junction. Jim's tongue found my sweet spot quickly and lapped up my copious excitement. I felt the men's cocks I was treating quiver, it wouldn't be long before they blew. I could feel my own orgasm rapidly approaching so quickly.

Suddenly Jim squirrelled out from under me.

"I have an idea to stop this Thai once and for all. Let's pose him giving head and taking it up the arse and add that to his camera roll. Seeing how I have the biggest dick here I'll be at his back end, and you two can feed him your hard cocks. He will be so shamed to see this and we add a shot on his camera of Cassie photographing his gay sex romp with one of my cameras so he knows we have evidence of his alleged homosexuality, our get out of jail free card."

We followed Jim's plan of shaming the Thai Official into abandoning his chase for us and then I started to put on my sarong and t-shirt, thinking we could go. Three men with hard cocks aching, looked at me with begging eyes. My three saviours, 3 hard cocks wanting my kisses, caresses, hugging and tugging.

Could I leave them frustrated, or do I reward them for all they had done for me so far and continue to risk their liberty for me?

I had to finish what I started.

When I stripped off my clothes, the three of them rushed me, fondling me all over. I had mouths on my lips, tits and hips with hands on every curve and bump I had. Eventually Jim was eating me out delightfully while I had two eager mouths suckle on my firm boobs as I stroked their brown dicks. One slid up and presented his cock to my lips and I was able to swallow it to it's base, his wiry pubes ticking my nose.

The harder Jim worked my clit the more I gave the two men, both now with their dicks in my face. I thought I might try and suck both at once but I wasn't skilled enough, so I sucked one, while wanking the other.

"Mmm, mouth full of cock, one in my hand and having my cunt licked, fucking awesome!" I shouted to the room in ecstasy.

When I felt Jim slide his finger towards my arsehole I knew what he was about to do. Just the thought of it triggered my eruption and I quivered and shook as I came hard.

This set off one of Cambodians and he shot his cum on my face and my boobs. I wiped the cum from me and rubbed it all over the passed out Thai's crutch. The other followed shortly after seeing his mate blow, but I directed his pulses of semen to spurt on the Thai's face this time. His mate pointed to the rubber band, indicating I should take it off, so no evidence of our skulduggery was left.

With my cum slick hands it was a task, my fingers constantly slipping up his cock as I struggled with the tight band. I tried harder and faster, as I did it was slowly shifting the band up his dick. I used two slippery hands, one after the other pulling on his dick until that hand slipped off his knob, the next hand following soon after and so on.

Finally the band came free of his cock but I kept rubbing it as I hadn't notice it fly off as my hands were moving so quick it was a blur. I felt a hand at the back of my head bring it closer to his erection and a slurry voice say,

"Blondie sucky!"

"Shit, he's awake!" I whispered.

"Just finish him off, his balls are looking real tight, he is very close." Jim directed.

I rubbed his cock harder and harder and made gagging sounds, I felt his cock twitch and he spewed his cum out all over his chest.

"Blondieee.." He exhaled in a mixture of delight and exhaustion.

His hand slumped away and he was once again totally lights out.