John Pembury first met Lin four years ago whilst on holiday in Malasia. He was immediately captivated by her far eastern beauty: long black hair, almost to her waist and small but athletic figure. Her physical attraction was complimented by her shy demeanour, almost to the point of demure bashfulness. John was a good businessman and not stupid. He knew full well that to Lin, he was just another customer, paying his money to use her body. He realised that at twenty years his junior, it was unlikely that she could fall in love with him the way that he had fallen for her, but he felt that he could offer her and her poor family wealth and riches that were, frankly, probably beyond their wildest dreams. Lin jumped at the chance to leave her life in Malasia behind, and knowing that her family would be well provided for, she joined John two months later in London where the couple were married.
Over the years the couple had lived a happy and contented life. Genuinely concerned for his new in-laws welfare, John sent regular payments back to Malasia. Away from the brothels in which she used to work and although still shy and a little bashful, Lin had proved to be bright and intelligent. She soon found a position in a local college teaching foreign languages. At first John was surprised that his bride wished to work at all, it certainly wasn't necessary; money was not at all short. But Lin had insisted and he had no desire to deny her anything.
John remembered vividly the day their life changed. He was sitting in the den, sipping a glass of malt scotch after a particularly hard day at work. It was 8.00pm and they had just finished dinner when John's concentration on the evening crossword was broken by a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." John called as he got up.
"Hello. Is Mrs Pembury in?" asked one of the two teenage youth's now standing in the open doorway. "We're from college. She promised to help us with an assignment."
Thinking that this was slightly unusual, but not unnesessarily surprised, John let the two young men in and called his wife. After a brief discussion and a smiled apology to her husband, Lin and the two students disappeared into one of the rooms that had been made into a home office. As Lin had said that they would be a couple of hours, John decided to take his crossword to the local pub and finish it over another drink.
Lin heard the front door shut as she and her students entered the office.
"I'm sorry," she started, "I don't remember what assignment you were having trouble with, Carl. Are you and Jerry working on something together?"
The two young men glanced at each other, a sly grin playing over their lips.
"You could say that!" replied Jerry and laid a brown folder on the desk.
Lin picked up the floder and opened it. Her stomach turned over as she looked at the glossy photographs that were within. The first picture clearly showed Lin, on her knees in the principals office, with the same man's penis buried deeply in her mouth. Lin was stunned into silence. She remembered the day vividly. Dr. Green, the principal, had called her into his office. He informed her that he had discovered her background and that she was a hooker in Malasia. Lin tried to explain that all that was behind her now, but Green did not seem interested. He just kept saying that, unless she was prepared to provide him with a similar "service", he would have no option but to terminate her employment and inform the college board of her previous work experiences. Lin could see no way out of the mess, and so proceeded to give the principal a deep blow job. At first she felt disgusted, but as she quickly slipped into her old routine; rolling her expert tongue over his glans and taking his shaft into her tight throat, she realised with a certain surprise that she actually quite enjoyed and missed having different men use her in this way.
Lin's attention was quickly drawn back to her present situation as she heard Carl's voice.
"There's more if you want to see them." he said with a leer. "We all knew you were blowing the principal, but none of us knew how good you were at it!"
"No! I don't want to see any more of your disgusting pictures. What do you want, for God's sake?"
"What do you think we want?" said Jerry pointing to the glossy photograph. "We want some of what you gave Dr. Green!"
Carl and Jerry could see that their tutor was weakening. Neither really expected her to go for this, but presented with photographic evidence, both of them could see that she had no way out and it now looked like she might co-operate.
"We want to see those tits of your's first!" said Carl, becoming more daring than he thought he could. "C'mon, get that top off and let's see them!"
With a sigh of resignation, Lin began to unbutton her silk blouse and let it flutter to the floor.
