BEACH HOUSE FROM HELL CH. 3 - NIRAN'S DISCOVERY
Somewhere along a secluded Thai shoreline, in a beach house owned by a rich politician, two awful men had been holding two beautiful girls and their mother captive. It was worse than that, though, because Tranh and Makok hadn't just raped all three of the women repeatedly. They had decided to sell them to one of their more notorious clients, Master Daisuke. Daisuke had sent his right-hand man, Mishimura, to sample the 'merchandise' before taking possession of the 'goods.'
Achara was the youngest girl, a teenager barely become an adult, with small, perky breasts, a petite figure, and not quite shoulder-length hair. Kannika was the older sister, her breasts more ample, medium-sized, her body slim but significantly taller, with long and lush hair that flowed down her back all the way to her waist. Lastly there was the gorgeous mother, Apinya. Her big breasts were exquisite, and her body was muscled and toned despite her middle-age due to a rigorous regimen of workouts and nutrition. All three Thai females were now at the mercy of Mishimura, who had each girl kneeling naked before him, their wrists tied behind their backs.
"AHHH!!"
Mishimura groaned appreciatively now as Achara, the youngest, and Apinya, the mother, proceeded to pleasure him. Achara's young, delicate face, was contorting with effort as she slurped on the head of his shaft. Apinya meanwhile played and sucked on his balls, hoping desperately to please him. Kannika could only kneel and watch her sister and mother's humiliation.
"Mmmm! You sluts are talented, there is hope for you yet," he growled. "My Master will be pleased." The Japanese man bunched one hand in Achara's hair, holding her head in place, nudging his cock forward to impale her mouth as she gurgled and struggled to take him in. She looked up at him with pleading eyes, her tongue cradling his cock.
"UGGGH!! SLURP!"
"Yes, little one, look up at me as you suck! A good slave should always stare fervently at her Master while she takes him deep in her throat," Mishimura hissed. Soon he began to thrust his hips forward, more than a nudge now, truly fucking the girl's face. Achara's eyes watered as she desperately tried to take in air through her nose. The cock slammed between her lips, the man's balls pressed against her chin as he forcibly rammed himself to the hilt. Trying not to pass out, the young girl gurgled more loudly than ever. She tried to keep her throat relaxed, to take him all in, but her instinctual fear kept making her seize up and nearly choke.
"UGHHH!!" Achara groaned, but the man didn't seem to care.
Apinya felt her daughter's pain, panic, and fear.
'Please stop this, you bastard! Stop it!' the mother thought fiercely. Apinya began to suckle more fervently than ever on Mishimura's testicles. 'Please come, you sick bastard.' She hoped that by pleasuring him with maximum devotion, maybe she could save her daughter at least a few precious seconds of having her throat raped.
"Ohhhh yes, Mama, suck my balls just like that. Between that and your daughter's sweet warm mouth, I'm going to CUM so hard. Mmmm! UHHH!!" Mishimura said, grunting now as he thrust his hips forward harder. The sounds of Achara's desperate slurps and gurgles now mingled with the slap of Mishimura's balls against the girl's chin. A trace of sticky fluid had escaped the seal of Achara's lips, seeping down the girl's face. Then it happened - Mishimura bellowed like an angry bull, his cock straining inside Achara's throat. The teen's eyes widened as she felt the man's cock spurt with incredible force - overpowering her taste buds with salty, acrid flavor. Achara tried to swallow but there was too much of it. She sputtered and coughed as Mishimura pulled his cock free of her lips with a sigh of contentment. Cum dribbled down Achara's lips and oozed onto the girl's chest as she tried to recover from a coughing fit that just wouldn't subside.
Mishimura's expression abruptly morphed from sated to angry.
"What is this? The little bitch doesn't even know how to swallow properly? That is something we shall have to FIX." He slapped Achara in the face - not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to startle her and show his displeasure. Her head hung with resignation.
Now Mishimura eyed the mother angrily too.
"What are you waiting for, bitch? Clean your little slut up. Don't let your owner's cum go to waste!"
Reluctantly, Apinya leaned forward and sucked the jism off of her daughter's bottom lip and chin. Then she dove down and began to slurp up the sticky warm fluid on her daughter's chest. Meanwhile Achara hated the feeling of her mother's lips pressing softly and tenderly to her flesh. She hated that her own mother was being forced to help participate in her rape! But she had no choice, and Achara knew that Mother was only doing what these men told her to because to disobey might invite worse - much, much worse. So she stayed kneeling, obedient, and still as her mother sucked off all of the man's nasty cum. She then began to kiss her mother once Apinya had finished lapping up all the seed. Mother and daughter made out like two lusty girls while Mishimura looked on.
"Yes, you two sluts know what I like to see. You're fast learners, even if you DO lack experience and technique. Time and my Master's punishments will see to what you lack though, slaves. Count on it."
Just as Mishimura finished stating his awful promise, he heard the front door of the beach house swing open and shut. Tranh and Makok walked in carrying lengths of rope.
"Will this be enough?" Tranh said curiously, a tone of disappointment in his voice. He had hoped to get back from the boat in time to watch the man cum in Achara's mouth.
Mishimura nodded.
"Yes, that will do. Give those to me." After getting dressed, he forced Achara, Kannika, and Apinya to stand upright. For the next few minutes, Mishimura painstakingly bound his newly purchased slaves. He tied a rope collar around each girl's neck and connected the collars together so that the three women formed a chain of captive flesh. Then he re-checked the knots tying the girl's hands behind their backs. Seeing that all was in order, he then refastened the pink ball-gags to each girl's mouth so that they could only stare pleadingly at him and drool.
Feeling up each girl's beautiful tits, he walked down the line of captives, grunted with satisfaction, and then glanced at the two Thai thugs.
"Very good. I will load the cunts onto the boat and we will be off. Again, gentlemen, it was a pleasure transacting business with you!"
Tranh bowed deeply, and Makok followed his boss's lead.
"The pleasure is ours, Mr. M. Please tell Master Daisuke that we'll be in touch."
Grasping the end of the rope leash which he had dangling from Apinya's neck, he yanked the mother and her two poor daughters right out the front door of the beach house without even saying another word. He led them down the pier, completely naked to the elements as the blustery wind tore at their bodies, creating ripples of goosebumps up and down their arms and legs. Next he stepped down into his motorboat, pulling the girls in after him.
"Sit," he commanded. He pointed to a long, bench-like seat and watched as the women sat. Seeing these three helpless, beautiful naked females sitting gagged and bound was such a turn-on. He couldn't resist. Mishimura knelt before Kannika, the older sister. He slid his tongue along her ball-gag in a teasing, dominant gesture even while he pressed two fingers along the girl's clit. Kannika's face clenched as he fondled her pussy. The power he held over her felt exquisite. Meanwhile the girl's discomfort and fear ramped up his libido tenfold.
"Sit still, little cunt, and try to keep up your mother and little sister's spirits. You will need all the help you can get once we get to my cottage. What little I have taught you so far is mere kisses and hugs compared to the harsher training which you sluts will receive once we arrive." He paused, rubbing the girl's clit more tantalizingly as he watched her chest rise and fall faster and faster. Was it just his imagination or was the bitch already wet, trickling her fluids onto his fingertips? Yes, it WAS there...he could feel her cunt's nectar coating his fingers as they flew along her joy nub more and more firmly.
"Do you understand, bitch? Will you help me train your Mama and little sister? Hmm? ANSWER ME."
With the ball-gag strapped tightly to her mouth, Kannika could only obediently and rapidly nod her head with a plaintive groan. That seemed to satisfy the cruel man. Mishimura grinned and gave the girl a surprisingly gentle kiss on the forehead before standing up. He slipped his two glistening fingers into his mouth and sucked off her juices.
"That's a good little bitch. Now sit back and enjoy the ride." He untied the boat and started the motor. Soon the boat was shooting along the tumultuous ocean currents. Kannika, Apinya, and Achara could only sit in the back of the boat, trembling as the wind lashed their bare bodies, panic rising in their chests as the uncertainty of their future and imaginings of sexual degradation to come made their hearts wilt with dread.
THREE HOURS LATER...
As the boat began to approach the shoreline again, slowing down, Apinya's jumbled thoughts were still racing. She could only hope that by now their absence had been discovered. Yet the mother had no reason for such hope. Her husband, Niran, was a busy politician. He would still be in Bangkok given all the important votes coming up. It would be at least another week before he was set to join them at their private beach house. It also wasn't unusual for him to go days without calling her when political wrangling started to consume his every ounce of passion and conscious thought.
