CHINESE LESSON

At the crack of dawn I was awakened. My breakfast consisted of a small bowl of rice with some bean sprouts and a cup of green tea. I was stripped of all clothing and taken to a classroom. There were 2 other females in the room. Both Caucasian and blonde. The teacher was a Chinese woman of about 25 hard to tell, but she had no old age wrinkles that seemed to come to these oriental women after 30.

The other two blondes were young also perhaps a year or two older than I was. The teacher spoke to me in English and told me; "One of the other two spoke English and just had one lesson in Chinese." She introduced them as "Nora from Dublin and she spoke English." The other blonde was "Britt from Copenhagen and she spoke only Danish."

She advised us that, "From this point forward we were only to speak to one another in Chinese." "It will make the learning go faster and any violations will bear serious punishment."

"The only person you will communicate with in your native tongue is your personal interpreter." She made this statement in English to Nora and myself then in Danish to Britt. This young Chinese girl spoke several languages.

The remainder of the day was spent doing show and tell objects to Chinese words. We learned the basic greeting with which to address our master Mr. Lum and how to address one another. She was addressed as teacher. Soo Lin who was my interpreter to me was mentor a title in Chinese that meant friend, teacher, confidant.

At one O'clock we had lunch. It was rice again and a boiled fish with ginger. It tasted very good and I was hungry. The beverage again was lukewarm green tea.

We went back to our studies and at 5 O'clock we were dismissed. I tried to find my way back to my quarters. I was lost. Finally Soo Lin found me. She asked, "Why didn't I wait for her?" I told her, "I was told to go back to my room and I tried to find my way but got lost." I had never been alone before in Mr. Lum's castle and it was frightening, not knowing the language or anyone else.

Also I was still naked and that embarrassed me, although no one else seemed to notice my nudity.

Inside the castle the occupants seemed to be exclusively female. The few men that I noticed were uniformed and armed. The Oriental women were clothed. The Caucasian were naked. It was if Oriental's were afforded modesty but Caucasian's were not entitled to modesty.

I asked Soo Lin, "Would I be expected to perform those oral feats tonight for Mr. Lum?"

She replied, "That is up to Master, he may wish it or may wish to wait." "I do know that there is another auction tonight and he may go to that one." "He may not because the women are all from Africa, and he has never had a Negro concubine." "I won't know because I speak no African dialects so I am no use to him." "He has many interpreters on staff." "He deals all over the world." I asked, "What business is he in?"

Soo Lin replied, "Opium and Hashish." "We supply many of the processors who turn the raw opium into heroine." "Mr. Lum also has interests in Central and South America for Cocoa to process into Cocaine." "I can tell you all this because you are either here for life or in a place where you can never disclose this to any authority." "Not that it would do any good." "The only way Mr. Lum could be reached is by war on China and that is not likely over drug trade."

Three nights passed before I was summonsed. I also had three more days of intense Chinese language study. I was now able to talk in one-word sentences. I could identify all of the furniture and males and females and animals and daylight and darkness. I also learned a fifteen word grouping that I was to use when presenting myself to Mr. Lum. It roughly translated into, "Master please accept the body and mouth of this humble slave to use as you will for your personal pleasure."

I was summonsed. Mr. Lum was back he had made a visit to the slave market. Soo Lin escorted me of course naked except for my lightweight sandals. To Mr. Lum's bedchamber. This time there were more people there. There were two very light skinned Negro girls. Also another Chinese woman who was interpreter. It seems as these two girls had just been deflowered. They were both very young probably 18 and 19. Mr. Lum liked young girls it seemed.

Soo Lin explained I was to receive an anal deflowering tonight the oral sex would be saved for a later time. I was led to the bed and forced by Soo Lin to kneel with my head supported by three pillows. My buttocks were raised by this position and very vulnerable to anything Mr. Lum wanted to do to me.

Soo Lin was afforded the privilege of lubricating me. She kept up a constant flow of cooing chatter telling me to relax this would only hurt for a second and no worse that the breaking of my hymen. She inserted a lubricated finger and gently massaged the lubricant into my spectral ring. She removed and reinserted her finger several times each time adding liberal additional amounts of lubricant.

Now she took more lubricant and stroked Mr. Lum's penis with copious amounts.

Mr. Lum positioned himself behind me in a kneeling position. I felt the tip of his penis investigate my anal pucker. I felt his tip intrude into my scepter. It hurt quite a bit as my ring expanded under his pressure. This hurt a lot more that the losing of my hymen a few nights ago. I gritted my teeth knowing full well that resistance would require severe punishment and I envisioned the girl being canned right here in the bedchamber the same night as my deflowering.

The pain was becoming a very intense fire shooting up my ass and through my intestines. My head throbbed with pain also. I clenched my fists on the pillows. I tried to shove my hips back at him so as to get this over with.

He seemed to accept that motion as an indication of my pleasure. He rammed into me full force. The pain was unbearable. I bit my lower lip in the process. He was now completely penetrating me. I could feel his scrotum against my labia. He just remained in that position for a while. The fierce pain subsided and was replaced with a warm glowing feeling up through my anus to my colon and small intestines. It was a nice comfortable feeling. I was not in pain any longer but it was an uncomfortable fullness.

Now he started a slow methodical stroking in and out with his penis into my anus. It was feeling very nice now. It was almost pleasurable. I was enjoying the rhythmic servicing of my anal canal.

I felt the heat building in my body again as it had when I surrendered my virginity. Was I going to be allowed to climax from the anal penetration? My body was explaining yes. My mind was puzzled. My body seemed to be winning. The heat was starting in my artery in my neck. I could feel the pulsing. It was exciting me. My ear lobes were burning with fever. My face was flushed. My body wanted to relax; yet every muscle was tensing as if I was lifting a large weight. He speed up his strokes. I was lunging backward at him accepting his penetration as deeply as possible. I felt his scrotum slam over and over against my labia. That alone was exciting me beyond reason. He was attacking me furiously and I was responding with as much vigor as he generated. I was matching his stroke in with an upward thrust of my hips. We were developing a delightful cadence. He was driving me to climax. I was hoping the same was happening for him. His body language was telling me that he was approaching climax very rapidly. I wanted to make sure that if I climaxed first I would keep the rhythm until he expelled his semen into my anus.

I had nothing to fear he climaxed with a roar. I could feel his semen enter my anal canal. I did not stop my gyrations. I was on the brink and needed to bring myself off. I exploded in a similar fashion. I knew we were both finished. I remained in place awaiting his decision to dismount.

He surprised me. Even though he was not fully erect he commenced a new and serious stroking of my anal canal with his half erect penis. I wanted to rest however I dared not. I just tried to recreate the rhythm we had achieved a short time ago.

We kept at it for a few minutes. Mr. Lum could not achieve full erection. He rolled off me and gave my still upturned buttocks a sound spank.

The feeling of his bare hand striking my smooth buttocks sent a warm feeling across my cheeks. The initial wince of pain was more shock than anything else as it came as a complete surprise.

I remained in the position, as I had not been dismissed. I was still fearful of offence. He laughed a little laugh and said a short phrase in Chinese to Soo Lin, she responded.

Mr. Lum commenced a sound spanking of my bottom with his bare hand. Each time he would spank me he would rub away the smart with his hand leaving only the pleasure of the warmth.

It was extremely erotic. I was now cuddling the pillows under my cheeks and proudly presenting my buttocks for additional spankings.

Mr. Lum again said something in Chinese to Soo Lin who now asked me in English, "Are you enjoying this spanking?" I had to be honest and responded, "Yes I am." Soo Lin asked, "Could you accept a little harder and still enjoy?"

I responded, "I don't know, but I am willing to try."

Soo Lin spoke a few very rapid words in Chinese to Mr. Lum and he sped up the spanking raining harder and harder spanks on my already warm buttocks. It was feeling even more erotic as the spanks became harder. They still were not as hard as the nuns had given in High School as punishment. These actually may have been harder but this was bare hand on bare flesh and that was the erotic part.

I felt that now familiar warmth building in my neck veins again. Was I going to climax from a spanking? It didn't seem realistic. My parents rarely had occasion to spank me as a child. When they had I hated it. There was nothing erotic about it then. This spanking was really exciting me. I wanted to cum from the spanking. I had enjoyed my climaxes at the enticement of Mr. Lum and wanted many more. I was feeling very anal now. The climaxes achieved by the anal penetration were flashing back through my mind and warming my body toward another climax. This was frightening. Was I some type of a wanton slut? I was being introduced to different forms of sexual stimulation.

I had never climaxed before other that my few self-masturbations that resulted in orgasm but nothing as peaceful or intense as these past few days.

I was now on the verge of another climax. The heat was flushing my body. Mr. Lum barked a few words in Chinese and Soo Lin came and took a nipple in each hand between thumb and forefinger and started rolling them. Mr. Lum reached around and took my clitoris between his thumb and forefinger and started jerking it off. He never stopped his spanking cadence or lessened the force. Now the damn broke and all of my fluids from every pore in my body raced to my vaginal canal and flushed it out. I felt his hand leave my clitoris and some fingers enter my vaginal canal. He extracted his fingers sopping wet with my juices and extended them to my mouth. I licked at them and then sucked them clean of my juices.

Mr. Lum barked a few more orders at Soo Lin and she led me from the bedchamber. I was confused, had I done something wrong? I asked Soo Lin, "Did I displease master Lum?" She said, "No quite the contrary you are being taken to be shaved." "He intends to keep you." "You will be his anal girl and his spanking girl." "After the shaving is complete you will be taken to the harem where all of the concubines live."

I was escorted to a room that had a chair in it. The chair resembled the chair in a dentist's office. Except the seat was almost like a toilet seat. The center was hollow. The front portion of the seat was missing. It had stirrups like a gynecologist would have on her exam table.

I was seated in the chair and it was tilted back. By feet were fastened in the stirrups and the leg rests were spread. I was now completely exposed and extremely vulnerable. My hands were free but the way my body was tilted it would take a major gymnastic maneuver to reach myself.

A Chinese lady approached with a shaving mug filled with lather. She had a shaving brush and thoroughly lathered my vulva and mound. There was a barbers strop attached to the chair. She opened an old fashioned straight razor and stroked it over the strop sharpening the ominous looking blade.

Soo Lin was still with me and said, "Just do not move." "The bite of the razor can hurt you for life." "So just remain still Woo Song is a very adept barber and you will visit her at least once a month from here on out." "Now just relax and enjoy the shave." Woo Song was very gentle and very professional even when she held each labia lip in her hand as the razor removed even the slightest hint of hair. She also shaved the area around my anus to make sure that no offensive hairs were to be found. The feeling was exhilarating. I felt coolness on my vulva and vaginal area. Woo Song now applied a lotion that stung a little on the freshly shaved flesh. Then she applied a lotion that was extremely soothing followed by a light dusting of powder. I stood up from the chair and was allowed to view my new shave in the mirror. It was extremely erotic.

I had never even fantasized about having my pussy shaved. When in high school we would look at playboy and hustler magazines and note the shaven pussies. Sometimes even remarking we wondered how that would feel. Never was I serious about finding out.

Now I was shaven and it felt smooth and free and cool. I was a woman having been deflowered and anally assaulted and spanked to climax. I was just 25 days past my 18th birthday. The day I was kidnapped. What a birthday present. It stunk. I was beginning to feel sorry for myself. I had better snap out of this or life would be unbearable.

I started to think of myself as an inverted nun. Instead of a life of celibacy I was doomed to a life of sexual servitude. I tried to perk up and seemed to laugh at my own humor. It was really not funny but I needed to laugh at my ordeal and myself.

Soo Lin led me to another part of the castle. It was one floor lower than the main floor. It was not the lowest point in the building. I would learn during my Chinese lessons that there was a prison and torture chamber. Deep in the bowels of the castle.

A door was open and Soo Lin ushered me in to a room. It had a bed and a mirror and a small make up table. There was an enamel pitcher and washbasin on the one table in the room. Under the table was the inevitable bedpan.

Soo Lin told me that this was my room. It had a Chinese character on the door and I was told this was the Chinese word for anus. This was my station in the hierarchy of the Lum castle. "Little Miss Asshole."

Soo Lin showed me around the rest of the floor. Each girl had her own room. I was told no lesbian sex was tolerated unless Mr. Lum ordered it and was present. I had no problem with that. I had no lesbian tendencies anyway. Or at least I though not. I never anticipated my desire for anal intercourse or spankings either but I loved them now.

Soo Lin told me that she would only come to me when Mr. Lum required me. I was too learn Chinese as soon as possible. The writing and reading were not important but the verbal communication was. With that Soo Lin said, "Good luck" and departed.

To Be Continued...