El Lay Woman

Hana smiled as she stepped onto the tram and found it empty. The slender Korean woman was visiting Los Angeles for the first time since before the pandemic and while she was eager to engage in some sight-seeing, she wasn't in the mood for a big crowd of people. She had chosen a mid-week visit to Griffith Park and its famous Observatory for that reason.

She chose to stand and peer out the windows. It was a beautiful warm day and Hana had dressed accordingly in a pair of comfy light-cotton white denim jeans and a sexy little top that clung to her C-cup breasts and showed off her flat tummy to arousing effect. She knew it was a bit daring, but as globe-trotting model, she had frequently worn far less. Besides, the top made her feel sexy.

Her moment of solitude was rudely interrupted by the arrival of a large group of college kids on a field trip of some kind. Hana pulled on her mask as the youngsters streamed into the train car and quickly filled it up. There were dozens of them and several of the young men had immediately spotted the sexy Asian woman standing at one end of the car. A few of the more aggressive among them walked over to greet her.

"Well, hello there," a tall sandy-haired young man smiled as he looked Hana up-and-down. "That's a very sexy outfit."

Hana tried to ignore the boy and his friends. She was in her early thirties and was around twelve or thirteen years older than the horny athletes surrounding her.

"If I told you that you had a smoking hot body, would you hold it against me?" Sandy joked.

It was a cheesy line that was lost on the Korean woman but made several of the students snicker. Hana could tell she was in trouble. She was planning to make a run for it at the next stop. As if sensing her intentions, Sandy stepped up close. He towered over Hana, standing a full foot taller than she did.

"Come on, baby," he teased. "Don't you want to play?"

Four other men stepped closer, hemming Hana in. She was trapped at the end of the tram car with a half dozen or more students standing between her and the door.

Sandy reached out to wrap an arm around the woman and she slapped his hand away. Her heart was pounding. She couldn't believe they had the audacity to molest her in such a public place.

"Stop that!" she shouted angrily. It was the first words she'd spoken and they betrayed her as a foreigner.

"I don't think she's from around here," said a black-haired fellow. Like Sandy, he was tall and had an athletic build.

"I bet she's Chinese," another young man spoke up. His black hair had been cut in a mohawk. "Probably brought the virus over."

"I'm vaxxed," declared a blonde guy. "Does that mean I can fuck her?"

The resulting laughter was edgy. Once again, Hana recognized that she needed to escape before things got out of hand. To her relief, a female student pushed her way past the men and she stood next to the older Asian woman.

"C'mon, fellas," she implored her classmates. "You're scaring the poor woman."

Sandy grumbled.

"Geez, Maria. We were just..." he began before he was interrupted.

Maria had stepped behind Hana and she suddenly pushed at the back of the Korean model's knees. At the same time, she put both her hands on the older woman's shoulders and pushed down hard. Hana fell to her knees. The girl quickly snatched the woman's mask away and she looked directly at Sandy.

"Now she's ready for you," Maria snickered.

In an instant, Sandy had pulled out his rapidly thickening cock and pushed it into Hana's mouth. Sandy groaned. Hana moaned. And Maria clapped her hands with delight.

"Isn't that better?" she giggled.

"Thanks, Maria," Sandy exclaimed gratefully as he fucked the Asian woman's mouth.

"Yeah, you're gonna owe me," Maria grinned. "Hey, slut! I like your top!"

Grabbing the provocative crop-top, Maria tore it right off of Hana, easily popping the one-button that held it closed over her chest. Her soft round boobs bounced into view.

"Oh, nice!" Blackie chuckled and he pulled out his smartphone to snap some photos.

"Don't get any of our faces in your shots, you dummy!" Maria said, stepping away now that her work was done.

"Aren't you going to strip her pants off?" Mohawk asked her.

"Nope," the girl replied and Hana felt a rush of relief, even though she was still being face-fucked by the man she thought of as Sandy. But then...

"That's your job, loser," Maria laughed.

Hana began to fight then, realizing she was in real danger of being raped. Sandy pulled his cock out of her mouth and slapped her a half dozen times until her head was buzzing. He paused and Blondie and Mohawk used the moment to pull off Hana's jeans. She wore a cute thong underneath. That, too, was stripped off of her.

"Please," she begged and this time it was Maria that slapped her, much harder than Sandy had. It was a teeth-rattling blow and it left Hana stunned and unable to think. She curled up in a ball on the floor of the car, trying to shield her face and cover her nakedness at the same time.

"Uh-uh," Sandy shook his head. "It's play-time, slut. You're going to give it up to anybody who wants a turn, understand?"

Grabbing a fistful of hair, he pulled Hana to her feet and pushed her back against the wall. His cock was inside her in seconds and he grunted as he began to pump inside her violently.

"Yeah, fuck that Chinese bitch, man!" Blackie encouraged him. "I'm next!"

"Hey, me too!" said Blondie.

"I want to fuck her ass!" Mohawk quipped.

Maria looked around at her classmates and smiled.

"Alright, you guys get her warmed up and I'll see if anyone else wants a turn."

She disappeared into the throng of students who had gathered to watch and shoot video of the Asian woman's gangrape. As she melted into the crowd, Mohawk stepped forward.

"Dude, let me get at her ass," he declared.

"You want to double-stuff the slut?" Sandy laughed. "Let's do it!"

"Please," Hana managed to gasp. "Please, don't do this."

"Oh, gimme a break, you dumb cunt," Blondie sneered as his two friends double-teamed the Korean beauty. "You Chinese bitches are all sluts and whores. You like this!"

"I'm not Chinese!" the woman protested.

"Chinese, Japanese, Vietnamese," Blackie spoke. "It don't matter. You're all easy bitches."

Sandy grunted and spurted a generous load of cum into Hana's vagina. She whimpered as she felt his spunk oozing around inside of her. After a dozen spurts, he stepped away and Blackie took his place.

"I normally wouldn't accept sloppy-seconds," he groaned as he pushed his thick cock inside the woman. "But in the interests of maintaining international relations, I'll make an exception."

"Oh, just shut up and fuck the bitch," Mohawk grunted as he pistoned in and out of Hana's ass. "There's a lot of people waiting for a turn."

"Me, for one!" laughed Blondie. He was echoed by a dozen more men crowding up behind him. Hana felt her heart sink and at the same time, she felt a surge of pleasure. It caught her by surprise.

"What the fuck?" she gasped to herself. "I can't be feeling good from this!"

But then she felt a second wave of pleasure and then a third. Her hips involuntarily bucked as the two boys rammed their cocks in both of her holes at the same time.

"See, she likes it," Blondie snickered as he saw the woman's shameless movements. He stepped up and pulled Hana's face down so she could suck his cock. The slender model had been triple-teamed before, but never in public and never while being filmed and photographed.

Mohawk groaned as his balls surged and he emptied the contents of his ball-sack into the woman's backdoor. Hana moaned as she felt hot spunk flooding into her ass and her body curled with pleasure at the sensation. She was still quivering when the next boy stepped up to fill her ass.

For nearly two hours, the college students took turns using Hana as a cumdump. To her shame and embarrassment, once she started cumming, she couldn't stop. When all three dozen men on the tram had jizzed inside the slut, they took some final photos and then left her there, laying naked on the floor, cum-drunk, blissed out and barely conscious.

A half hour passed and Hana groaned as she climbed wobbly to her feet. Jism streamed generously from her ass and pussy, pooling at her feet. Her clothes were gone and the only thing she wore was a single shoe. At the next stop, she stumbled off the tram. She was still in the park. From the position of the sun, it was early afternoon.

Numb from her assault, Hana stumbled toward a nearby public restroom. Inside, she was able to lock the door and wash herself off. She cried as she saw how much cum had been pumped into her body. She was on the Pill but she feared that she'd been filled with so much sperm that she might get pregnant anyway. If she did, she would have no idea who the father was. She didn't even know the names of the men that had raped her.

"I hate America," she sobbed. "I hate Americans!"

She leaned up against the concrete wall and slumped in despair to the floor. With no clothes, no phone, and no wallet, she had no idea how she was going to find help without further humiliation. Dropping her head into her hands, she wept until she fell asleep. She didn't stir until a park ranger shook her awake.

As Hana took stock of her surroundings, she realized she had been covered with a blanket. She looked up at the ranger and smiled wanly.

"Thank you," she said.

The man shrugged.

"It's part of the job," he replied. "So, what happened here? It looks like you were turning tricks in here and things got out of hand."

Hana paled.

"No! It wasn't like that!" she protested. "I was raped. I'm not a prostitute!"

"Mm-hmm," the ranger answered, clearly skeptical of the woman's story. He'd already been told about the Asian hooker by a young college student who had come up to him complaining about "an old Chinese skank in the restroom". When he'd found Hana naked with cum drooling out from between her legs, he knew he'd found the woman the college girl had reported.

"You can't stay here," the man told Hana. "The park is closing."

"They stole my wallet and my phone," she whimpered. "Can you help me get back to my hotel?"

"I don't know. How good are your blowjobs?"

Hana blinked in shock.

"What?" she gasped.

"Well, I sure as shit ain't going to shove my cock into your filthy fuck-hole," the ranger laughed. "So, if you want my help, you're going to have to suck my cock first."

For a moment, Hana just stared at the man. Then, realizing that she had been fucked by at least three dozen men already that day and that she had no dignity left to preserve, she nodded meekly.

"Okay," she agreed softly. "If that's what you want."

"Not here. In my patrol car," the man said. "Come along."

Wrapping the blanket around her shoulders as tightly as possible, Hana padded barefoot after the ranger as he led her to his car. He got in the front and told the Korean woman to get in the back.

"How will I... you know... do it?" she asked.

"I'll get us out of the park and then you can do your thing," the man chuckled.

Unfortunately for Hana, the spot the park ranger had hoped to use to extract payment from the well-used slut was already occupied... by a city cop in his patrol car. The ranger pulled in behind the officer and walked up to talk with him. After a few minutes, the cop walked back to the ranger's car and the two of them yanked the Asian woman out.

"Wait, what's happening?" she gasped at the unexpectedly rough treatment. "I don't understand."

"Ma'am, you are under arrest," the LA cop explained with a thin smile. "You are being charged with public nudity and prostitution."

Hana glared at the ranger while the officer promptly handcuffed her. With her hands bound behind her back, the blanket slid to the ground, leaving the model naked once again. Grinning at her discomfort, the cop pushed her into the back of his squad car.

"Thanks, Mike," the park ranger waved as he picked up the blanket and put it back in the trunk of his car. He drove away, leaving Hana in the custody of the city policeman.

"Where are we going?" she cried from the back seat.

"I have to take you in for booking," Officer Mike explained patiently. "Then, I'm going home to my nice warm bed and you're probably going to spend the night in a holding cell."

"But I didn't do anything!" Hana complained.

"So, you're not naked in public?" the cop asked sarcastically.

"They stole my clothes!"

"Who did?" the policeman indulged her.

"The men who raped me!" the woman yelped.

"You mean your customers, right?" the officer chuckled.

Hana felt her eyes well up with tears.

"No!" she moaned out her dismay. "It wasn't like that!"

"That's not what Paul told me," the cop said.

"Who is Paul?"

"The ranger that caught you turning tricks. He said there were three men with you in the restroom where he found you."

The Korean woman felt a sob welling up in her chest.

"That's impossible!" she declared. "I locked myself in."

"Did you open the door for Paul?"

Hana grasped that she had not. She shook her head.

"Then, someone else must have opened the door," the LA cop concluded. "He said the three men immediately ran off and he chose to make sure you were okay instead of pursuing them."

"I... I don't know," she admitted. "I was asleep."

"Yeah, all that fucking can wear a girl out, hmm?" the man said as he pulled his squad car into the street. "Look, you can tell your story to the Desk Sergeant. My job is just to get you to the precinct in one piece."

"Please, can't you just take me to my hotel so I can get some clothes?" Hana asked plaintively. "I'll... I'll do anything you want."

The officer chuckled.

"Oh, no thanks," he replied. "You're pretty sexy and you've got a nice body, but I'm guessing that you're at least thirty and have probably fucked a few thousand guys by this point."

Hana's face turned red with embarrassment and anger.

"How dare you?" she yelled. "I'm not a goddamned whore!"

"Says the slut who just offered to do anything I want," the cop laughed out loud. "Where are you from, honey? I can tell you aren't from around here with that accent."

"I'm Korean," the woman answered sullenly.

"Oh, that explains a lot," the man snickered.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"My grandfather served in the Army during the Korean war. He told me lost of stories about the whores he fucked during his two years, said Korean girls are the best whores on Earth."

"I'm not a whore," Hana whimpered softly, barely loud enough for the man to hear.

"Uh-huh. How many guys have you fucked today, honey?"

"I was *raped*!" the woman exclaimed.

"Yeah, how many guys?"

"Three dozen."

The cop grinned. He was enjoying the game.

"Wait, how many?"

"Three dozen," Hana said more loudly.

"You fucked three dozen guys and you're not a whore?" the man teased. "What are you, then?"

"I'm a model," she replied. "I came here for a job. I was just out sight-seeing when those boys assaulted me."

"Three dozen of them," the cop taunted. "Well, if you weren't a whore before, that's all you're good for now."

"Fuck you!" Hana snarled.

"You've got quite a mouth on you," the officer smiled.

"You keep calling me a whore!"

"Hey, I know one when I see one," the man shrugged. "I'll tell you what, though. I'm not sure I believe your story, but if it's even a little bit true, you're having a Hell of a day. If you want, I can drop you off here."

"Where are we?" Hana asked, looking around. She didn't want to spend the night in a holding cell. Even naked, she thought she could find help fairly quickly.

"West Hollywood," the cop told her. "You'll fit right in."

The Korean woman didn't know LA's neighborhoods and she didn't understand the policeman's comment, but she'd decided she would get out if that meant avoiding arrest.

"Okay, let me out, then."

The officer pulled his car to the curb and came around to the passenger side. Opening the back door, he hauled Hana out still in handcuffs. He pointed to an alleyway.

"You can hide in there until it's dark. You might even find some discarded clothing, although it'll probably stink of urine."

He looked her over one last time.

"Too bad you've been used by so many men," he lamented. "You've got a great body. Grandpa was right about you Korean whores. Oh, well."

At that, he climbed back into his squad car and drove off. Hana immediately scampered into the alley, her heart pounding with fear.

"Think, you dummy!" she scolded herself. "You can't stay here."

She started looking for something she could use to cover her naked body, foraging deeper into the dark alley. Her heart lifted as she spotted what look like a pile of old clothes. When she got closer, however, she saw that it was two homeless men passed out on the ground. Creeping up to them, she searched around hoping to find a few discarded pieces of clothing, even a blanket would do. There was nothing.

Standing there naked, Hana knew she dare not delay. She squatted down and started gently peeling the clothes off one of the men. His shirt came off easily, but she struggled a bit with his pants. The tugging woke the man up.

"What the fuck?" the man growled as he spotted an Asian woman wearing his shirt and nothing else. "What are you doing?"

"Please, I just need some clothes!" Hana begged the homeless man pathetically.

"Well, those are mine," the man said. "You can't have them."

He watched the naked woman sink to the ground and begin to cry. His cock twitched as he looked at her body.

"Damn, you're fine as fuck!" he whistled. "I'll tell you what. You let me fuck you and I'll find you some clothes to wear."

Hana lifted her head and looked hopefully at the man. She never imagined that she'd have sex with a vagrant, but then she never imagined sucking and fucking three dozen men, either.

"Okay," she agreed quietly. "Do you want to do it here or...?"

"Let's go back to my camp," the homeless man answered. "I've got some condoms there. You climb in that cart and pull some stuff over you to cover you up. I'll push you. It's only a few blocks."

As Hana climbed into the cart and curled up in a ball, the homeless man woke up his companion and quickly explained what was happening.

"We're taking her to the camp?" he asked, disbelieving. "But what about the other guys?"

The first man held a finger to his lips and shook his head to warn his friend to keep his mouth shut. He was sure that the Asian slut wouldn't go along with the plan if she knew there were fifty more men back at the homeless camp. The second man broke into a wide grin and nodded.

"This is going to be amazing!" he whispered, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Can we go now?" Hana called out. "I'm getting cold."

"Don't worry. We'll warm you up shortly."