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Chinese sex Slaves
By
Jan
One afternoon while eating my bag lunch down town outdoors, in front of a dancing water fountain, I was reading a local gay news paper. I turned to the lesbian personal ads. While I was reading one ad caught my eye.
Chinese Domme seeks Chinese Sub. Must be willing to totally submit. Along with a phone number.
I took a yellow Hi-Liter and circled the ad, and stuffed it in my purse. As soon as I got back to my tenth floor office I called the number. The voice that answered the call was a mature woman with a very pronounced Mandarin accent. I identified myself and told her, "I read a personal ad with this number in a local newspaper. (Without giving the name of the gay newspaper) Were you the woman that had placed the ad in the paper?"
Her voice reflected her excitement as she assured me, "YES indeed I placed the ad in the paper. (Using the name of the paper) I am looking for a Chinese girl that is truly a submissive little wench!"
I paused before saying, "I have always been submissive, but have not found a Mistress that treated me like the slut I am."
We chatted briefly before she suggested that we meet at China Town at the 'General Lee's' restaurant for dinner, to get to know each other. We agreed on an early dinner time because it would be before the dinner crowd would arrive. That would also reduce the time I would have to wait down town before the meeting.
I was nervous about meeting the woman the rest of the afternoon. While working I thought about what had brought me to this meeting.
I had been born in the hospital located in China Town when it was still named French's Hospital. Both of my parents work long hours to support the family. I was placed in the care of by an older woman. She was a chubby woman. My early memories of her revolve around her small apartment and the smell of Chinese cooking. When I was fussy or upset she would pull out one of her large breasts and stick one of her large brown nipples into my mouth. To reward me for good behavior she would stick her finger into my panties and rub my little crack.
When I started school I was sent to a private school that was owned by an ex-nun. She was Vietnamese and spoke Mandarin and Cantonese as well as French. She was a no-nonsense teacher. Any infraction of her rules brought an immediate blow. I learned to read and write as well as speak languages to the tempo of a wooden rod slapped in the palm of her hand when it was not slapping the back of my head.
She also liked to have me please her after school by taking off my clothes and sucking her pussy while my head was under her dress. She never wore panties. While learning to be a good student I also learned to appreciate being submissive to lesbian women. I never even thought about sex with males. I had a thing for older women.
I worked late that evening to keep myself busy while I waited for the time to meet the woman I had talked to on the phone. I tried to picture what she looked like. Her named was May-Ling Wong and her voice sounded like an older woman. When the time came I took the elevator down to the third level of the underground parking lot. I got in my Honda Civic and used my key card to exit the underground parking lot and headed north towards China Town. I parked my car in the public parking lot on the east side of north Broadway Blvd. The lot is right across the street from the entrance to New China Town. I can't help smiling every time I see that sign. Very few people know why that sign marks the entrance to China Town in Los Angeles, California.
China Town used to be located east of Olvera Street next to the stockyard and the LA River. When they built the Union Train Station in the early thirties they placed it right in the middle of China Town and the stock yard. They virtually moved the Chinese community right into the middle of what was known as the Italian community. There are still some Italian businesses in the area. Saint Peters Church, Italian Cultural Center and Catholic School are still on the north end of Broadway, with Dodger Stadium overlooking the area.
Even the restaurant General Lee is historical. The story goes that Mr. Lee had been a businessman that had raised money to support the revolution in China that overthrew Imperial China. As a result of his efforts he had been given the rank of General. That is why his restaurant is called General Lee's. It is known to service businessmen during the lunch hour crowd that want to celebrate a retirement, birthday or birth. The people serving jury duty downtown get their lunch there too. The restaurant is also known as a place businessmen come to have a meal with mistresses and secretaries before or after a romantic tryst in a local hotel. Families also frequent the place on their way to or from a Dodger baseball game. The restaurant had booths in back that were for private dinners for couples. The booths even had drapes to enclose a couple for privacy. Lovers could enjoy a romantic dinner in privacy. I could not help but wonder how many secretaries had given their boss blowjobs in there while waiters tried to avoid interrupting them.
When I entered the restaurant the host asked me if she could help me. I asked for Ms. May-Ling Wong's table. She told me, "Right this way," and led me through the maze of tables to one of those private booths in the back of the dining room. As we approached the woman slid out of the booth and greeted me with outstretched hands as she bowed at the waist in a greeting. I studied her by the dim lighting in the room.
She was a well preserved woman. I suspect she was close to sixty years old if not older. Her face was wrinkled but was heavily made-up. Her hair was dark black. I'm sure she dyed it. Her hair was piled on top of her head, but I was sure that it would be very long if she let it down. She was dressed in a Mandarin dress. The tight collar in the Nauru style, long sleeves and the tight skirt was slit up one side almost to her hip. The tight fitting dress accented her breasts very nicely. It was black silk with embroidered colorful birds and flowers on it. She had on very tight pointed stiletto pumps that complimented her small feet and beautiful legs. I was attracted to her right away.
She gestured for me to be seated. Without asking me she told the waiter what she wanted him to bring us for dinner. We chatted throughout the meal. I was infatuated with her the moment I saw her. I would have sucked her pussy right then and there, had she asked. At the end of the meal she signed the check and we parted the establishment. She insisted that I accompany her in her car to her home. I was to leave my car in the lot overnight. She even told the attendant that she would pay for my parking fee. We got in her red Jaguar convertible and she headed north to get us on San Fernando Road. We took that north to Fletcher Road and west past William Mulholland Memorial Park in the direction of the outdoor Greek Theater. She turned right and headed up a hill and another right brought us to an old house that must have been built in the early twenties. It had a Spanish look about it. All of the doors and windows had arched tops and the roof was red tile.
When we entered we were greeted by a woman no older than me dressed in a black satin maids' uniform. May-Ling told her maid to bring us Gin and Tonic. The maid responded with, "Yes Ma'am," and headed for the kitchen. May-Ling led me to her family room which over looked the house across the street allowing us to see the valley below all the way to the Freeway. While I was admiring the view she stood behind me and started running her hands over my body.
Nature had been unkind to me. My breasts were no larger than most girls' just entering puberty. They were hardly a handful. At least the nipples were very sensitive. Feeling her fingers toying with my nipples through my dress was enough to get my pussy dripping wet. I had come directly from work, so I was dressed in a business suit. May-Ling was whispering in my ear about what she wanted to do to me, while she was slipping her hand into my blouse to feel my breasts. I didn't resist her opening my blouse. Listening to this woman telling me that she wanted me to service her pussy like a slave while she whipped my ass with a stiff rod reminded me of my teacher and my body trembled with excitement.
Both of my tits were exposed when the maid returned with a small tray with two glasses and a shaker full of iced clear liquid along with some mint leaves. She sat the tray on a cocktail table and handed us our drinks without any emotion showing on her face at the sight of my exposed breasts. Of course I was embarrassed being exposed in front of another person. She asked, "Is there anything else, Ma'am?"
May-Ling asked, "Don't you think these tits are delicious?"
The maid took a good look at my breasts before saying, "Yes Ma'am!"
May-Ling sat down in a chair facing the window and told her maid, "I want you to undress our guest and don't be shy about it!"
The maid turned me to face my hostess and stated removing my clothes. She made sure to unbutton and unfasten all the zippers but as she removed the clothes, she did so in a rough manner. She discarded each item on the carpet. I tried to cover my nakedness with my hands but was restrained by the maid so that her employer could study what my body looked like.
I was a grown woman but my body looked more like a school girl. Hell, I had seen school girls with larger breasts than mine. My areolas were fairly large though. I had never shaved my pubic hair not because of any vain ideas, as much as there was really no need to shave what little pubic hair I had between my legs. When the maid reached down to spread my pussy open for her mistress to get a good look at my cunt I tried to resist. May-Ling swung an unseen riding crop from the side of the chair that stung my left thigh. When I looked down there was a red stripe on the leg.
She used the leather loop at the end of the crop to toy with my nipples while she discussed with her maid what she was going to do to me. She told me to be seated on the floor in front of her. Then she told the maid to undress.
The maid removed her conservative maids' uniform quickly. I sat fascinated at the sight of the maid's body as she removed her clothes. What she revealed was fascinating to me. Her back was covered with a very colorful and elaborate tattoo that covered most of her back all the way down to the cheeks of her butt. She knelt before May-Ling upon demand and began removing her mistress's clothes. She unbuttoned the neck and across the front of the dress and down the side to that slit up the side of the dress. She stood up to have the dress removed. She had nothing on under the dress except self supporting nylons all the way up to the top of her thigh and those stiletto heels.
I was impressed by the beauty of her figure. Any woman would be proud to possess a body like hers. The legs were flawless. The breasts were fairly large for a Chinese woman. The areolas were large and brown. The nipples were ideal to suck on. As she stood there with her legs parted I saw that her pubic hair had been trained by combing to all point towards her pussy. Her labia lips were brownish, and were exposed past the crack of her pussy. The hooded clit was slightly exposed. She stood there dangling the riding crop over the back of her maid's head as if she would strike her if she didn't do as she was told.
When she sat back down she flung her nylon clad legs over the arms of her chair and invited the two of us to suck on her tits. The maid reached between the legs of her mistress and started finger fucking her while we were sucking her tits. We were forced to bend over her body and support our bodies over her legs. Then she grabbed me by the hair and forced me to move down between her legs and start sucking her pussy. The maid had to remove her finger for me to get my face into that wet cunt. She had such a tight grip on my hair that I thought she was going to pull a hand full of hair out by the roots. She forced me to suck her pussy until she had a climax. She was not done with using me for her gratification.
Her Chinese maid had very smooth skin and she colored her hair to an almost rusty blonde color. Her pubic hair was shaved completely off. While she was bent over May-Ling sucking tit, I was down there right next to her waist. May-Ling demanded that I get behind her maid and lick her asshole. I moved behind her and knelt on the carpet and placed my hand on her butt to spread her cheeks to get a look at what I was about to bath with my tongue. Her skin was as smooth as a baby, but her asshole was almost brown in color and the sphincter was puckered tightly. She flexed her sphincter to cause it to pucker in my face. I found the smell very erotic as I stuck out my tongue and wiped her asshole with all of the gusto of a girl licking an ice- cream cone. I slobbered and spit all over her asshole before licking it up and sticking my tongue in her ass.
When May-Ling made up her mind to check out what kind of a fuck I was, she strapped on a black rubber dildo worthy of a porn star. She made me assume the missionary position so that she could have her maid sit on my face. I felt like her dildo was filling my pussy to the maximum. The maid squatted over my head and lowered her pussy over my mouth. She was facing May-Ling so that when her clit was pressed against my chin her cunt was over my tongue. She was trying to smother me with her cunt. May-Ling was fucking me like a machine. I lost count of the number of times I climaxed. When it was over all I wanted to do was rest, but that was not going to happen.
May-Ling made me crawl around the floor with her straddling me like I was a horse. She was not sitting on me, but she was using the riding crop to whip my ass to move faster. She had a hand full of my hair directing me to go wherever she wanted. While we were in the cold tile bathroom she made me open my mouth while she peed in my face. I drank her pee while a lot of it splashed all over my face. I had to close my eyes. When she was finished I had to drink the pee of the maid.
I spent the night servicing her and her maid. I rubbed my face against her pussy so much that my face was suffering from a rug burn. My pussy and asshole had been used so much that the openings were swollen and inflamed. I don't think I got more than a couple of hours sleep before the morning sun announced that a new day had arrived. I was allowed to shower and get cleaned up. Coffee was the only thing going to wake me up. My clothes were laid out for me by the maid when I was ready to get dressed. May-Ling drove me back to the parking lot and paid the bill.
I felt like everyone at work knew I was wearing the same clothes I had worn the day before. In fact there was only one friend that commented that she noticed how tired I looked, and yesterday's clothes. She assumed I had been on a date with some guy. I was not about to tell her that I had been sucking pussy all night and my ass was still swollen from the whipping I had been treated to. All I could think about was the prospect of seeing May- Ling again.
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