(Note: All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older.)
South England, September 2004
Vanessa exited the train, carrying two large bags, and looked somewhat lost. This seemed to be a really small town, she thought, even smaller than she had imagined from the descriptions in the college's student handbook. She was very tired, jet-lagged after her long and exhausting trip from Hong Kong, and just mustered some energy to find a cab in front of the station.
"Dorchester College. I assume?" asked the cab driver, after he had loaded Vanessa's bags in the trunk of his car.
"Yes, sir. That's right. I look like a student, don't I?" she replied, too tired to put on a smile. Still, she noticed the cab driver's interested looks at her dressing; she wore a rather tight white T-shirt which made her lycra sports bra appear quite clearly from underneath, a pair of her favorite comfy brown travel pantyhose, a denim skirt and knee-length high black leather stiletto boots. Vanessa didn't care much about the driver's ogling her, she just wanted to be at her dorm and go to bed as soon as possible.
"Indeed, and it's also that time of the year," responded the driver with a grin. "Call me Andy, by the way. What's your name?"
"Vanessa."
"And you're from where? Asia?"
"Yes, Hong Kong."
"I've been there before, you know. I like this place quite a bit," the driver remarked. He meanwhile had started the engine and made his trip to the college campus.
"Was that recently?" asked Vanessa.
"Not really, I guess. Must have been some twenty years ago. I was there on several business trips. Made it into China, too..."
"I guess much has changed since...," Vanessa mused softly, more to herself than to the driver. The driver did not respond and turned on the radio, some odd old pop hits came out of the speakers.
Vanessa was lost in her thoughts. Just a couple of days ago she had completed her time as summer intern in Hong Kong. Her relationship with Chris had been developing in a wonderful way over the summer. The last dinner and night were like a dream; they enjoyed each other's company, dined in a very nice place, and hat a long night with steamy sex together, a very deeply pleasing erotic experience for Vanessa. She still had very warm feelings about it whenever she thought back of this night together with Chris. And then his last kiss, a long, intense one, tongues twisting and twirling in their mouths, both of them getting hot again in a deep and close embrace... but then, alas, the goodbye. Vanessa didn't really want to leave Chris and Hong Kong but she knew she had to come here to get her B.A. degree in economics, and she knew a long hard three years were ahead of her. Her financial situation would only allow her to visit back home once a year in summer, and Chris probably would not get off very often from work to visit her in the U.K. either. Sure, they would stay in touch as closely as possible, with phone, skype, email, chatting and all these modern technologies.... – but it would never replace BEING with him, having him right next to her, experiencing him as a whole person, and, of course, having the whole romantic exchange starting from a little flirt by subtle movements of her eyes, hair and arms, to a little less subtle tease by her legs, pantyhose, shoes and feet, all the way to the wild fucks they enjoyed together and she would now miss. A bout of sadness overcame her and she was close to tears, when the cab suddenly stopped.
"Here we are, ma'am," Andy announced. "Dorchester College. Do you have the name of the dorm you are staying at?"
Vanessa had a strange feeling that this area didn't look much like a college campus but then brushed her concern aside and told Andy the name of her dorm. He said that this house was just around the corner and he would bring her bags over there. Vanessa followed him to the doorstep of her dorm, paid him with a generous tip and thanked him for his help. Before he walked back he couldn't help looking at her some more with rather lustful eyes and Vanessa regretted her generous tip already.
As Vanessa opened the door to her dorm, she saw three men standing inside, only a couple of feet in front of her, looking at Vanessa in a quite menacing way. She realized almost immediately that danger was in the air and she had been put into a trap. This was certainly not the dorm she was supposed to be dropped off. But before she could turn around and run outside to call for help, the tallest of the men had already approached her and held her firmly with his strong arms. Another guy stepped forward right in front of Vanessa and held a sharp knife at her throat; she could feel the cold steel blade on her skin and her pulse increased of fear.
"Just to make it clear, you cute little Asian bitch," the guy with the knife said in a somewhat subdued but still very firm voice, "you will keep your mouth shut at all times. No word, no screams. You got it?" A mean smile briefly appeared on his face.
What was Vanessa's choice? They might kill her if she didn't go along with whatever they wanted; she was clear about that. Despite her fear and distress, she focused on remembering the three men's faces, so in case she'd survive the ordeal, she would at least be able to provide useful descriptions to police.
Now the third man, by far the smallest of them, spoke and asked Vanessa to follow him to a room at the end of the hallway. It was quite dark there, with all window shutters closed, and very little light from the outside entering the rather small room. There was only a small closet, a twin size bed, just the mattress with a white sheet on top, and a couch and an end table that had some metallic looking little things on top of it.
The three guys sat down on the couch which was barely large enough for all of them and ordered Vanessa to take a seat on the bed.
"How's our little Asian bitch doing?" teased the strong tall guy. Vanessa's heart pounded as fast as she had ever experienced and her hands were cold and sweaty from anxiety and apprehension about what would happen next.
The second guy, who had threatened her with his knife earlier, took a little digital video camera out of his coat pocket and turned it towards Vanessa. Meanwhile, the tall guy had switched on a bright overhead light that would allow the men to see all the details of Vanessa's sexy outfit and her body.
"Hey slut!" the guy with the camera exclaimed. "We're ready to see some hot action now! Don't disappoint us – or...", and with another one of his mean grins he took out his knife again and pointed it to Vanessa. Although the "instructions" were vague, Vanessa had some guesses about what they were probably looking for, so she started to slowly undress herself, providing them with sort of a private striptease.
She started out by raising her white T-shirt in a seductive way, just a little bit at first, exposing her belly button, then letting it fall down again. Then she stood up in front of the bed, turning around, raising her shirt high until they could spot the back straps of her bra. The three men had meanwhile opened the zippers of their pants, taken out their massive hard cocks and started to stroke them while observing Vanessa slowly taking off her clothes. The guy with the camera held it in his left hand, while using his right hand to masturbate. They started to make explicit comments about Vanessa and her way of teasing them, her body parts, and how much of a turn-on she was to them.
After taking off her T-shirt, she moved her attention to her legs, disappointing the men who would have preferred her to undo her bra at that point and expose her sexy cute Asian teenage breasts in front of them. But Vanessa decided that they had to wait a bit more to see these soft fruits of her chest. She turned around another time, now engaging in a tease with her denim mini-skirt, moving it higher and lower multiple times, while exposing more and more of her ass covered in her brown pantyhose. As she continued the tease, she felt and heard the men getting hornier and hornier, and worried that this could incite them to use violence against her. But she couldn't stop, both because she already had gone that far, and also because she knew if her tease would stop to be perfect, they'd complain and maybe punish her even more severely for not following the orders.
Finally, she was ready to take off her skirt, exposing all of her butt to the three guys whose cocks had gotten hard as steel meanwhile and started to emanate pre-cum all over. After massaging her ass cheeks with her cute hands for a while, and then paying special attention to her rosebud, she turned around and then sat down on the bed with her legs spread wide in eagle position, starting to caress her whole body, but in particular her breasts, still under her white sports bra, her legs and her private parts. The guys' eyes widened more and they got all worried that they might go over the edge too soon and shoot their loads out before their cocks had felt Vanessa's young tight Asian pussy from the inside.