Mei Suk Yoo, 27, 4'9", a very self-confident and pretty business woman was intent on building her career; she never had time for boyfriends. She'd had just one relationship, a few years ago, that had lasted all of one month.
Mei awoke naked in the hotel room. She liked to sleep naked when visiting an exotic locale. This was her first business trip to America. Having just arrived the night before from Shanghai, Mei suffered from serious jet lag. Also, she was a bit grumpy because her bags had gotten lost but luckily, she still had her carry-on suit bag.
She was here to make a sales presentation to a local group of Chinese merchants. Mei hoped the merchants spoke Mandarin because her English was confined to a smattering of words such as: yes, no, hi, bye, eat, sleep, me, you, go, come. A local translator had helped her check in to the hotel but hadn't explained why the room clerk had giggled at her name.
The hot shower helped her shake off some of the jet lag. Mei enjoyed lathering a thick layer of soap all over her naked body and allowing the jets of water to strike her ripe breasts enlarging her nipples. She had large brown nipples that always appeared hard.
After drying off, Mei Suk Yoo dressed for her presentation even though it was still 2 hours off. She wore thin, blue, floral panties with a matching strapless bra. Over the bra she wore a conservative, white, opaque button up blouse with a narrow collar.
Next, being very near-sighted, she put on her square shaped glasses so she could see clear enough to put her dark, brown hair up in an old-fashioned bun. A real pearl necklace highlighted her smooth, delicate neck while a pair of dangling pearl earrings completed the effect.
Finally, she pulled on her navy skirt and navy jacket. Observing herself in the mirror she smiled. She was full of confidence; after all, her fortune cookie last night had said "strangers will enjoy your wares".
Arriving downstairs in the lobby, she showed the address of her meeting to the concierge and said "I go?"
Correctly guessing that she wanted directions the bored concierge pointed outside and said "east".
Outside on the busy street she looked around wondering which way was east then approached a local policeman and said, "ees?" After much gesturing, the policeman gave up said "go away" and waved vaguely down the street. Mei heard "go", saw the policeman wave to the left, and concluded that east was to the left.
Mei turned left and strode confidently due WEST hoping to find some interesting shops on the way to her meeting.
After about a half-hour, Mei noticed that the street had become rather seedy looking so she stopped a trio of young men at the street corner to once again ask directions.
"Scuse," she said.
The muscular young men turned to look at the foreigner interrupting their conversation about a new chick in the neighborhood. Two wore bandannas and sleeveless shirts while the third wore a grey jogging suit with the hood up.
"I go?" Mei Suk Yoo smiled as she showed them the address.
One said, "Fuck off bitch."
Mei said, "Scuse? I go? You show?" Again she showed them the address.
The imposing man with the hood said, "That's across town you stupid bitch. Not here. Fuck off."
Mei understood the words "here" and "you" and hopefully said, "Here? Good. You show?"
The third man with the shaven head and tattooed arms told her, "You got nice tits for a short bitch. You want to fuck?"
Mei misunderstood and replied, "Here? You show?"
The trio grinned at each other realizing that Mei understood nothing. They openly discussed what they would do to her while she smiled hopefully.
The man in the hood smirked and said, "Come. We'll fuck your ass until you wish you were never born." He waved for her to follow him across the street.
Hearing "come", Mei was very pleased that these kind men would help her and said, "Good. I go." She followed him across the street while the other two big men accompanied her, one on each side of her. Each of them was at least 10 inches taller than Mei. Their arms were easily 3 times as thick as Mei's arms.
Unknown to Mei, their cocks were quickly hardening at the thought of the unexpected opportunity that had just come their way. They intended to escort Mei to a suitable location and then "sample her wares".
Turning a corner to go down an even filthier street, the hooded man stopped, looked down at Mei and asked, "What's your name bitch. I like to know who's ass I'm fucking."
Mei smiled as she heard "name". Pointing to herself she replied, "Mei Suk Yoo." She didn't understand why all three burst out into laughter.
The one with the shaved head hooted, "Yeah, fucking right you will. Right after we rip your clothes off I'm going to stick my prick up your ass."
Mei politely laughed with them while wondering what was so funny. It was nice to make friends so quickly in a foreign city. Good thing her new-found friends were big and strong – Mei was just a little perturbed at the squalid area they were walking through. If the area was this run-down, could the merchants she was going to present to afford her merchandise?
A couple other young men waved at her escort and the hooded man jerked his thumb toward her and made an odd gesture with his hands: he put the thumb and forefinger of one hand to form a circle and then repeatedly jabbed the forefinger of the other hand in and out of the circle. The other young men laughed uproariously and joined with her escort.
Now she had five young men helping her – one in front, one on each side of her and two behind. Mei felt quite honored but was rather puzzled at the meaning of the hooded man's gestures.
Soon they reached the entrance to a shabby 2 storey brick building. A few windows were broken and the entrance was spray-painted with graffiti. A broken sign over the entrance read "...rec...center".
The hooded man said, "Get your ass inside bitch, we ain't got all day."
Mei didn't like the looks of the place. Maybe it was the wrong place? She asked, "Inside? No." She showed them the paper with the address again.
That was when everything went bad. The hooded man flung the door open and the men behind shoved her roughly inside. Turning in a panic, she saw a huge bulge pushing out the front of the hooded man's pants. Mei suddenly realized what the men actually had in mind.
Opening her mouth to scream, Mei felt a large hand clamp over her face. One of her escorts pulled out a small handgun, waved it at her and put a finger to his lips. Mei understood that he meant she must be quiet. Her wide, brown eyes just stared at the enormous cannon he had aimed at her. Tears welled up in her eyes.
They pushed her into a lounge area containing a couple beat up old sofas, a broken coffee table and a stained, dirty carpet.
Mei found herself encircled by five big, strong men. Sobbing, she put her hands together and pleaded, "Please. No. I go? Please?" She stuck her hand into her purse, pulled out a large wad of cash, pushed it toward her assailants and repeated, "Please? I go?"
One man took the cash, said "thanks" and pushed her roughly into another man. The men started pushing her from one to the other. Mei tried to keep her footing while trying to plead in her unintelligible English.
A hand grabbed the front of her navy jacket, yanked and Mei heard a ripping sound as the two buttons fastening the jacket tore off. Another hand pulled the jacket from behind at the neck and the jacket slid down her back. In seconds, Mei's crisp, new business jacket lay on the floor; her assailant's feet trampling it into the filth.
As one man pushed her backward, a black man knocked the thick, square-shaped glasses off her face. Her assailants' instantly went out of focus.
A voice said, "Hey look at the pearl necklace on the bitch. It looks real!" She had no idea what the voice said but felt her pearl necklace ripped from her delicate neck. Her pearl earrings were pulled off next. Luckily she didn't have pierced ears.
Again the voice, "They're real. I'll give them to my girlfriend for her birthday." Again Mei had no idea what they said but she did know she had just been robbed of her expensive pearls as well as all of her cash.
A hand grabbed her hair bun and pulled until it came loose sending her long, dark brown hair cascading down her back.
The men continued to shove Poor Mei back and forth. One pinched her bum hard, and another one grabbed her tits through her conservative, white blouse.
She wanted to scream for help she could still see the gun and in her mind the gun grew bigger by the second.
The hooded man with the tattoos yanked her newly dry-cleaned navy skirt downward. Mei heard a loud tearing sound as it fell to the floor in tatters; trampled underfoot together with her jacket.
Tears' streaming down her face, poor Mei was now protected only by her crisp white blouse, her thin blue, floral panties and her matching strapless bra. Not for long.