seeking for story

[dancer60]

hope bros dont frame me.... im seeking for this story i read in sammyboy about a yr back.. the story goes like this... this family was coming back from malaysia, and they stop in a restaurant/motel to rest or something, in one part of malaysia.. and that place is quite deserted.. in the end, the ppl there try to kidnape the kid, so that the father will go chase after for his child leaving his wife behind... then she is force to prositue in the bar, cause at night the restaurant turns into whore house..
pls pls if any bro remember this storyy, pls let me know k.. thanks alot, will really appreaticate your help

[thaivisitor]

nice story..... since you already know it, why don't you tell the story in your version, afterall, its only a story mah....

Cheers
Tee Vee

[zooerastia]

Really got such hardcore stuff huh? Nowadays all sorts of funny story like that happening in Malaysia, scary man :(

[Johnston]

Really got such hardcore stuff huh? Nowadays all sorts of funny story like that happening in Malaysia, scary man :(


You dont want to know the stuff that happened during the indon race riots, and the true stories and images that happened.

[fong]

dear bro here is the story u looking for now i re post it again just for u !
enjoy it!:D


Jeff and Sarah Tan were driving back to their home in Dallas,
Texas with their four year old son Jason. The pretty black haired
Sarah called her boy Little Jason. The family was driving down
the roads of Malaysia heading back towards the Woodlands Causeway
They had been visiting the relatives in Kuala Lumpur and doing some
sightseeing in Malacca.

They had spent a long weekend shopping in Malacca and were now
halfway between the Muar and the Causeway. They were in the
middle of nowhere. The weather was hot and humid, but was
beautiful in a lonely way.

The 28 year old couple had been together since Uni. Jeff had gotten
to a job in UOB while Sarah had become a primary school teacher.
Sarah had quit working when the baby was born.

Both Sarah and Jeff were wearing berms and T-shirts. Their
luggage was in the trunk and Jason slept in the back seat of the car in
his Mickey Mouse underpants.

Jeff had turned down a paved mining road, but after 20 miles the
road turned to dirt, after it passed an abandoned tin-ore processing
plant. A faded sign on the side of the dirt road said, "Petronas
-- 20 kilometer". Jeff figured that was another 15 – 20 mins.
Since the dirt road was smooth and they were getting low on petrol, he
decided to keep going. It was still early afternoon and they had plenty
of time to get back to the main road. That decision would change the
nice families life forever, but mostly Sarah's life.

Jeff hoped that there would be a McDonald’s and a petrol station.
He also hoped the people would speak English. Neither he nor Sarah
spoke Malay. Everywhere they had been so far the people were
friendly and many spoke English and Chinese.

After about 10 mins the road got bumpier and bumpier. When the
car finally had a small town in sight the road was barely passable.
There were about ten shack homes along the road. There was a closed
store, but there was a take-away restaurant building that had
a petrol pump out in front.

There were five dusty pick-up trucks parked in front. Jeff said
to Sarah that they could probably get a drink and something to eat
inside. Jeff pulled the car into the shade under the buildings
overhang. This was next to the pump. Little Jason was still
asleep. So the couple rolled down the windows. Not much chance of a
kidnapping in a sleeply little town.

Jeff and Sarah quietly closed to car doors and walked in.
Inside, it was very dark and cool. There were seven
men sitting at tables and at the long bar.
A large man worked behind the counter.
Moving around the room were two women cleaning tables and serving
beer. A pretty Malay girl and a thin, wrinkled slow moving Chinese
woman, whose age was hard to determine.

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Jeff and Sarah moved to an open spot at the counter and asked if they
could get a cold drink and petrol for their car. The man behind the
bar said, that they could get a cold drink, but the pump didn't
work. He spoke in broken English. The men in the bar were eyeing
Sarah. The man behind the bar got two Cokes out of a cooler and
put them down in front of the young couple. He then walked to a CB
radio at the end of the bar and spoke in rapid Malay into the
microphone. His huge belly and size made him move slowly.

Sarah looked at Jeff nerviously and quietly said, "lets leave".
"We will just finish the drink and go", Jeff said, "We have enough
petrol to get back to the main road."

Jeff and Sarah heard a vehicle pull up in front of the building and
they turned to the door. A stocky well groomed middle aged
man walked through the door. Everyone inside greeted the
man with much deference. He walked up to Jeff and Sarah, and said,
"Hello, my friends! We are glad that you are visiting us.
The barman called me to tell me you were here. We don't get many
visitors in this isolated place. The last visitor was Marilyn over
there, and she decided to stay with us." He pointed his well
manicured finger at the old Chinese woman cleaning tables. "She came
to visit two years ago. She was such a pretty young thing back
then. She looked very much like you my dear", he smiled a
dazzling white teeth smile at Sarah. Jeff put his arm around Sarah
protectively.

"My name is Faizal and I run things around here. Is that your boy in
the car?" he asked. Jeff said that it was and they were just
leaving. "Too bad, but it seems a very bad man is taking your son
in his truck. You had better go stop him or you might lose your
son." Sarah screamed and Jeff bolted for the door. He turned to
see if Sarah was following, but Faizal was holding her shoulders. Faizal
said, "you go stop him, your wife will be safe here." Sarah
screamed at Jeff to go after their son.

Jeff didn't know what to do he saw a thin man putting his
son into the cab of a pick up truck and start driving down the road
that Jeff and Sarah had come into town on. Sarah screamed at Jeff
to go after Little Jason. Jeff ran to their car and took off down
the road after the pickup.

As Sarah and Faizal heard the car engines fade in the distance Faizal
turned to Sarah and said, "I'm so glad you are staying with us here
in “XXXX”, do you know what the name means?" Sarah shook
her head no. Faizal said, "Marilyn come tell Sarah what this place
is called in English." Marilyn shuffeled over to Sarah, looked up
at her with a tear in her eye, and said, ""XXXX" means
"House of Whores"". Everyone in the bar laughed.

Sarah trembled as she was held by Faizal, "will my husband and son be
alright?" "They will if they don't do anything stupid. I'm not
interested in them. It's you I want to get to know." Sarah sighed
with relief when she heard her family would be OK, but then she
looked up at Faizal and asked, "are you going to rape me?" Faizal
smiled down as he wrapped both arms around Sarah, "Yes my pet! You

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will be raped today, but tomorrow you will be fucked, and the day
after you will willingly spread your legs for any cock that comes your way."

"Lets start your education right now," said Faizal. He ripped off her
T-shirt with one pull of his strong arms. Then he pushed her
shorts down without undoing them. He pushed so hard that her
panties went down with the shorts. Faizal spun Sarah around so that
she was facing the room of leering men and unsnapped her bra. He
forcefully pulled the bra away, picked up Sarah and sat her on the
bar. Faizal told one of the men at the bar to come over and untie
her shoes and pull the shoes, shorts and panties off. As the man
worked on her shoe laces he reached up and grabbed her thigh
with his brown fingers. Faizal slapped the invading hand away and
told the man that he didn't get to touch her until Faizal was finished
with her. Sarah sat on the bar, one arm covering her breasts the
other hand hiding her pubic hair.

Faizal slapped her hard across the face, "Don't hide your body, or I
will hurt you", he said. Sarah answered, "go ahead, I won't make
this easy for you." Faizal turned to the Bar man and said, "call
Gopal on the radio, tell him to leave the little boy out there
for the wild dogs to find and tear apart." Hearing that
Sarah immediately dropped her arms, displaying her considerable
charms to a room of cheering men. "You bastard", said Sarah.

"That's better darling, if you cooperate, I promise your life will
be filled with pleasure, if you don't there will be much pain and
your little boy will suffer terribly", crowed Faizal as he hefted
Sarah's mature right tit in his hand.

Faizal turned to the men who were all staring at the naked woman. "I
have decided that Sarah is a rare jewel, I am going to have her to
myself for awhile. I want to have her while she still cares, I
want her to think of how her body betrays her husband. I
want her to understand with me, before her life becomes a blur of
hard cocks and potent seed spilling into her soft belly." As he said that,
he took his other hand and rubbed her stomach just above her pubic hair.
Then he asked the barman which cabin was empty. He led the naked Sarah through the seated men towards the back. Dirty, calloused hands reached
out and stroked her legs and ass as she walked past. At the back
door Faizal turned and told the Malay girl to give Sarah's clothes to a
village woman because "Sarah won't be needing them any more."

Faizal and Sarah emerged from into the bright, hot sun. He kicked at several mongrel dogs who were blocking the path.

The sun was so bright that Sarah had to keep her eyes closed as Faizal
led her to a small cabin. Faizal said, "We must keep you out of this
hot sun. Malay men like the fair skin of you.
I don't want you to begin getting dark like the local whores. If we
keep you out of the sun you will get even white-er, No?" They
entered the small dark room and Sarah's eyes adjusted. It was a
smelly adobe room with a dirt floor. There was a broken down
dresser on one wall, a cracked mirror over it. The room was
dominated by a sagging double bed that almost filled the small room.
There was one sheet on the dirty matress and it had a large yellow
stain in the middle. Faizal roared out the door, "Marilyn bring some

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clean sheets in here, Cepat!

Marilyn soon appeared, took the old sheet off the bed and replaced
it with a clean white sheet. She glanced sadly at Sarah then
shuffeled off. Faizal laughed, "She doesn't talk much, she's ashamed
of her mouth. You see Sarah, she kept biting the cocks she
was supposed to suck. So I had Gopal pull every tooth from her
head. Now she is an expert cocksucker. Men come for miles to have
her swallow their cum. But the last two years have been hard on her."

Faizal pushed Sarah onto the bed and gazed down almost lovingly at
her. "How many men have you been with my dear?", Faizal asked. Sarah
sheepishly answered, "only my husband. I have never been with any
other men." "Excellent! Now I won't need to wear protection. I
wouldn't want to catch anything. Of course after today it will be
different. How big is your husband's cock?" Sarah replied,
"Thats none of your business." But the truth be know Jeff was only
a mediocre lover and he had a thin 6 inch penis. Faizal began to
remove his clothes. When he dropped his expensive slacks his
impressive cock sprank into view. Sarah couldn't help herself, she
couldn't tear her eyes away from the half hard cock. It was brown
and smooth. Faizal had no pubic hair. No hair anywhere except the
slicked back oily hair on his head.

Faizal laughed at Sarah when he caught her staring. "It's so hot,
I like to keep myself shaved. Also, I can see my cock at work much
better without pubic hair. Very erotic don't you think?" asked Faizal.
Sarah didn't reply but continued to watch has Faizal's cock began to rise. It
bounced upward every few moments as Faizal's heart pumped blood into
it. The bounce of the hardening cock mesmerized Sarah. It grew
until it stuck straight out from Faizal's stocky body. It was easily
8 inches long, but was also very thick.

"Does your husband have a love muscle like this one?" asked Faizal.
Sarah didn't reply, but her continued stare told Faizal she had never
seen a cock as magnificent as his. Faizal thought to himself that if
he went slow this married bitch might turn out real good. She had
already stopped fighting and seemed really interested in his cock.
She couldn't keep her eyes off it.

As Sarah laid on the dirty bed, she was thinking that she needed to
go along with this terrible man until she knew her family was safe.
Why had Jeff brought them here? She was mad at him for getting
their family into this, and she was worried about her son. But she
couldn't help herself as she continued to look at Faizal's brown
penis. She didn't know that they came in different shapes and
sizes. She only had experience with Jeff.

Faizal decided that he would be gentle and take his time. He decided
to be a great lover. The bed sagged even more as his weight
settled next to Sarah. "What are you going to do?" Sarah asked in a
whisper. "My darling we are going to make beautiful love. I guess
you could say I'm raping you, since you have no choice, but I want
you to enjoy this as much as possible", rasped Faizal in Sarah's ear.
"I'm a married lady, I won't enjoy being raped. But since you
threaten my family I will lay here and you can do what you will, but
I won't enjoy it", snapped Sarah. "We'll see, We'll see", smiled

[dancer60]

yo brother fong, thanks for your help and taking your time to paste the story, i appreaciate it..

[Microsoft]

Jeff and Sarah Tan were driving back to their home in Dallas,
Texas with their four year old son Jason.

The family was driving down the roads of Malaysia heading back towards the Woodlands Causeway

SG got place call Dallas Texas?? :confused: :D

[dancer60]

bro fong.. the story isnt finish.. theres still a huge large part of it

[chickenzip]

SG got place call Dallas Texas??

sound like the story was taken from some sex stories website n juz change the places name. alas..they forgot abt this one. :D

[Cupid-Escorts]

I would prefer real life stories and not those stories that are made up. So bros if you have any real life experiences, do share it with all the bros here :) *cheers*

[fong]

well i just helping bro dancer to look for his story!
i wonder how much will bro here like me to continue the story!
tq!:)

[fong]

Faizal and he began to gently stroke Sarah's soft belly and breasts.

Faizal was silent. It was quiet in the dark room except for the
breathing of Sarah and Faizal. Faizal was infinitely patient. He
stroked and caressed Sarah very gently for a long time. He told her
to close her eyes and imagine that she was with her husband. It was
working. Despite herself Faizal could tell that her breathing was
getting deeper and faster. A light sheen of sweat was beginning to
form on Sarah naked body. Faizal had avoided touching Sarah's nipples
or pussy, instead concentration on long slow sensual carresses of
her arms, legs, abdomen, and ass. He continued going slow, but
noticed the tell-tale flushing of Sarah's cheeks, neck and breasts.

Sarah had done what Faizal asked. As a defense, she lay still with
her eyes closed and imagined that it was Jeff touching her. But
Jeff had never been so patient. He was a "slam bam thank you mam"
lover. Sarah caught herself enjoying this erotic massage. She
tried to fight it, but it felt so good, and there wasn't anything
she could do. She would pretend that this was Jeff, and when it was
over she shouldn't feel guilty because after all, this was rape.

Faizal spent a long time whispering to and caressing Sarah. He
quietly said, "My darling you are beautiful, you deserve a man like
me, enjoy the sensations. you were made for sex, you enjoy this, you
enjoy this, you enjoy this......" Slowly Faizal began to caress
Sarah's nipples finally sucking one of the tight pink buds into his
mouth. Sarah gave an involuntary shudder. Slowly Faizal moved down
Sarah's body, kissing gently as he went. Finally he reached her
legs and slowly parted her thighs. Sarah was limp not fighting him,
but not helping him. Gently he blew on her furry mound. Then
he stuck out his tounge and it came in contact with her thick pussy
lips. Sarah shuddered once again. She had never had anyone eat
her. She and Jeff hadn't ever performed oral sex on each other.
She felt jolts of electricity shoot through her body as Faizal's
tounge found her sensitive clit.

She involuntarily opened her legs, just a little. Faizal now knew
that he had her. He didn't really like to eat pussy, especially
pussy covered with pubic hair, but Sarah's cunt tasted very sweet
and he knew that this was the best way to get her hot. Besides, she
would suck his cock hundreds of times before he was done with her,
so one good pussy licking was worth it.

As Faizal's lapping tounge found its way to Sarah's fuck hole, her
legs flopped wide open and she moaned out loud. She was getting very
wet. Faizal's slow approach had worked. He began to kiss his way up
Sarah's body and as he began to suck on her nipples again, he placed
his cock head at her wet opening. Slowly he entered her. Her
vagina felt like velvet around his cock. Never had he felt
a pussy like this. Too bad he couldn't keep her for himself.

Faizal knew that to keep his power over this area of Malaysia he
would have to give her to the men. His power came from keeping them
satisfied. Satisfied with women, drugs and money. Faizal ran quite
an operation. He received most of his money from drug smuggling and
smuggling illegal workers into Singapore. He kept his men in line
through strong leadership and the rewards that he gave his men.

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Most of the women working as hookers for him were pretty Malay girls
pulled from the trucks of illegals heading for the Singapore border.
Sarah was a lucky find for Faizal and unfortunately she was destined
to be one of those rewards for his men.

As Faizal's hairless balls nestled up against the crack of Sarah's
ass, Faizal smiled at his good fortune. At that exact moment, as
Faizal's hard brown cock reached depth's in Sarah's belly that Jeff
had never dreamed of, Jeff's car finally caught up to the pick-up
truck with his son in it. The chase had lasted over an hour.
After getting back to the paved road the pickup had turned off onto
another dirt road heading North behind the abandoned processing
plant. This road was rough and Jeff was barely able to keep up with
the truck. Actually, the pickup slowed down everytime it looked
like Jeff would fall to far behind. The pick-up with Gopal driving
was leading an unsuspecting Jeff further into the back country.

Finally the truck stopped. Gopal got out with a shotgun under his
arm. "Sir you may have your son back," called Gopal. Little
Jason ran to his father. Gopal went to the back of his truck and got
out two plastic milk containers full of water. He placed them on
the ground. He then aimed his shotgun at the father and son, who
still hugged each other. Gopal smiled then moved the barrel of the
gun and fired. The radiator of Jeff's car exploded. "Sir",
Gopal called, "If you wait until dark and follow the Moon you
can reach the highway in about 25 kilometers. Someone will pick you
up. Travel at night when it is cool. There is enough water for you
and the little boy to make it. Walk slowly and carefully, the
snakes won't bother you. If you break your leg you will surely die.
If you are careful you and the boy will make it saftely. Going slowly it will
take you only two nights. Don't go back the way you came I will be
watching and I would hate to kill you."

Jeff called out, "what about my wife?" Little Jason cried, "I want
my Mommy!" Gopal smiled, "Sir, I'd forget about her if I were
you. Get your rich ass back to your home. Take care of your boy.
Your wife will have a new life, one that I'm sure she
will enjoy!" Gopal got back in his truck and roared away back down
the dusty road.

As Jeff and Jason watched the pickup drive away, Faizal was
still in the dark cabin, still buried deep inside Sarah, slowly,
centimeters at a time began to move his thick cock in and out of her
sweet white pussy. He could feel her getting wetter. Sarah was
trying to fight the feeling, but Faizal kept slowly moving and
whispering to her how good it felt, how wet she was, how much her
body was liking the sensations she was feeling. Faizal began to pick
up the pace. He would withdraw his invading cock further and then
stroke in deeper. Sarah lost finally lost control. She wrapped her
legs around Faizal's ass and began to buck back against him. Now Faizal
changed his tatics. From slow gentle lover her became a hard brutal
fuck machine. Screaming at Sarah that she loved to fuck, that she
was made for screwing, that all men wanted her, that she was his
whore.

As Faizal slammed his engourged cock into Sarah, he held back, not
allowing himself to cum. Watching her build to a huge orgasm. As

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she began to shake, nearing her climax, Faizal said, "tell me you are
my whore, my slut. Tell me what you are!! Tell me!!" Sarah
screamed, "I'm a whore and slut. Fuck me harder. Oh! forgive me
Jeff. Fuck me harder Faizal!" Faizal smiled and stopped holding
himself back. His red hot poker of a cock blasted jism deep into
Sarah's belly. Sarah grabbed Faizal tightly with her legs and arms,
She hanging below his stock body. Sarah had the biggest orgasm of
her life, in the arms of a Malay drug smuggler and pimp. All
thoughts of her family were at least temporarily forgotten.

As Sarah and Faizal laid on their backs looking at the stained ceiling
of the cabin, Sarah began to cry. "Sex is nothing to cry about,"
said Faizal, "so you betrayed your husband with me. Does he make you
feel like Faizal makes you feel? I told you you would enjoy it."
Sarah sobbed. Faizal got off the bed and began to dress. He told
Sarah that he had business that he needed to attend to. He told her
to stay in the "crib" as he called it. He would send Marilyn in
with some food. She should rest and he would be back before dark,
to make her forget her family somemore.

Sarah laid back exhausted. She was full of mixed emotions. She had
really enjoyed Faizal's "rape" of her. She had never felt like that
before. She also began to worry about Jeff and Little Jason. Were
they OK. But soon visions of Faizal's penis invaded her thoughts once
again. Maybe I really am just a slut and it took that greasy Faizal
to bring it out in me. Marilyn was soon at the door. She brought
in some food and cold drinks. Sarah pulled the sheet over her
naked body. Marilyn laughed, "soon you will have no shame. I
didn't." When Sarah tried to get Marilyn to talk the old woman
covered her mouth and didn't say much. She pulled a bucket and a
full enema bag out of her basket. "Douche with this, there is no
running water in the cribs. You can piss and shit in the bucket.
Clean it out outside with the hose. You use the same hose to bath yourself.
Faizal told me to remind you that you are to stay inside out of the sun.
He don't want anyone else messing with you and he wants your skin to stay
lily white." Marilyn walked out the door and over her shoulder said,
"don't try to run away, miles of wilderness in every direction.
There is no place to go."

Sarah had a spark of hope. Maybe Faizal had enjoyed sex with her so
much he would keep her for himself. Maybe she would be able to
convince him to let her family leave this horrible place together.
Sarah decided that she would win Faizal over. Sarah ate the food, and
with her hunger gone used the douche to wash away Faizal's big load of
jism. Sarah thought, "Jeff never cums this much." She watched as
the white goo ran from her distended pussy lips and into the bucket
she squatted over.

Sarah began to feel light headed and sat on the bed. Faizal had the
food laced with some powerful drugs, and the water in the
douche was contaminated with sap from the palm trees. The
sap produced an intense rash and itch on sensitive skin as a
natural defense. Now that sap is working on her pink cunt meat.
Sarah's new life was about to begin.

As Sarah was sitting on her crib's bed getting higher and higher,
Jeff and Little Jason were beginning their walk. It was just

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getting to be dusk and the temperature was dropping. The father
helped the boy, walking slowly and carefully. He was worried about Sarah,
but he had to get his son to saftey first.

Sarah sat naked on her bed, she was feeling giddy and happy, but
she had a terrible itch. She sat on the bed crosslegged, indian
style, rubbing her pubic hair. Finally she couldn't stand the itch
anymore and she dipped a finger into her reddening pussy.

Just then the door opened and Faizal walked in. Sarah looked up with
dilated eyes and smiled, "here is my lover." Faizal smiled down at
her and said "Sweet Sarah, I can see that you are feeling fine after
our afternoon fuck." "Yes! you made me feel like I never have
before." Sarah's clouded mind knew what she was saying was wrong,
she was married to.... what was his name... Oh yes! Jeff. But all of
her inhibitions were down because of the drugs, and because she felt
that she had already betrayed her family by responding to Faizal's
"rape?".

Sarah giggled, "my vagina itches." Faizal stripped off his clothes
and said let me take care of that itch. Let me make you feel
wonderful again." Sarah flopped back on the bed smiling. Her
mature breasts dancing in circles as she came to rest. "No! Sarah
first you must do something for me", said Faizal sternly. "First you
must make love to my manhood with your mouth." Faizal was now naked
and his flaccid brown penis hung over Sarah's face. "I never kissed
Jeff's $$$$$$", a childlike Sarah said, "hurry, I'm all itchy" .
Faizal replied, "not until you kiss my $$$$$$." He thought he might
get further using her words.

Sarah sat up, still giggling and quickly pecked the hardening pecker
with her lips. "No, No Sarah open your mouth and suck it like a
lolly pop." With glazed eyes Sarah opened her mouth. Faizal
stabbed his cock between her lips. Faizal took a few minutes to
instruct Sarah on the fine art of cocksucking. "Sarah, you are
becoming a good little cocksucker. " Sarah labored
over Faizal's cock her cheeks hollowing and filling as she labored over
Faizal's cock. He told her how to run her tounge under the skin
that covered his dickhead. He instructed her how to take his balls
in her mouth and roll them around with her tounge. Finally she
pulled away, "Help me Faizal my pussy is on fire."

Faizal smiled, positioned Sarah onto her hands and knees, and entered
her doggy-style. Sarah groggily said, "Thank you Faizal, that feels
much better." Faizal laughed out loud. In just 6 hours Faizal had
this sweet, pure, Singapore wife and mother sucking his cock and
thanking him for fucking her. He reached forward and grabbed one of
her dangling boobs. It took him a moment to grab it, because as he
pounded into her from behind Sarah's tits were swinging wildly.

He came quickly. Sadly, he thought this was his last fuck with
Sarah. After tonight he would no longer put his "pride and joy",
his cock into Sarah. After tonight she wouldn't ever be clean
enough for him to fuck. But he smiled to himself, he could
continue to teach her how to suck cock. In Faizal's warped mind her
mouth could be clean enough for him but not her pussy.

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Faizal helped Sarah out of the bed and told her that they were going
to join the other girls. The other Malay crib girls slept
all day in the cabins and went to work at night. Taking
customers back and forth to their cribs for "20 ringgit fucks and sucks."
Faizal kept the money. He fed the girls and gave them drugs so thay
would perform all sorts of perverted tricks for
the men. Sarah was to become Faizal's newest "crib
girl". But first she would be a reward for his men. Many of his
men had come because word of the new Singapore Girl had
spread quickly.

Through drugged eyes Sarah saw several other girls walking from
cabins toward the back door. They were all small dark Malay women.

As Sarah was led naked out a great roar went up from a
large crowd of men. The lights were bright and the room was filled with heavy marijuana and hash smoke. The dope smell even overpowered the t
he rank smell of sweat and male bodies that had not washed in days.

Music played on an old juke box in the corner. The Malay
crib girls had already moved into the crowd of men and were being
openly grabbed and fondled. Marilyn was on he knees next to a fat
smelly man slurping on his short dirty cock. She looked up at
the naked Sarah was steered through the throng by Faizal. Marilyn
dropped the cock she was sucking from her mouth and gave Sarah a
toothless smile. Marilyn immediately went back to work on the cock
as it began to shoot cum onto her face.

The itch had returned to Sarah's vagina. Faizal lifted Sarah onto the
bar where she had sat naked earlier in the day. Faizal raised his
arms and the crowd became quiet. "My friends, this is a Singapore Girl.
Before today she had only been in her husband's bed. Now he
has left her with us." Faizal turned to Sarah and pulled the wedding
ring from her finger. Faizal continued as he held her rings up for
the crowd to see, "I declare that she no longer belongs to her
husband, now she belongs to all of the men who have faithfully
served me. Have fun with her tonight as a present from me.
Tomorrow she goes to work in a crib and you will have to pay to
enjoy her body".

Sarah was grabbed by several of the men and laid across a table. a
line formed at her head and between her outstreched legs. Roughly a
penis was thrust into both her mouth and her pussy. Sarah's drug
clouded mind knew enough not to bite down with her teeth she didn't
want to end up without any teeth like Marilyn. The cock in her cunt
helped sooth the terrible itch in her cunt. As load after load of
sperm was deposited into her the itch was soothed. The men in the
bar periodically gave her a crack or hash pipe to smoke and
Sarah's mind floated around enjoying the sensations of dozens of
hands toughing her and dozens of cocks penetrating her.

As dawn broke Sarah was taken out back of the bar.
The huge barman who had fucked her at least twice during
the night held her up while the other crib girls hosed her off. She
was covered in white jism. She looked as if her body had been
painted in sperm. Finally the hose was jammed up her loosely
flapping pussy and her belly was washed out. Sarah was dumped back

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into the bed in "her crib" and she slept the day away. Faizal told
Marilyn to get her up a few hours before dusk. "Make her look like
the whore she is," he said.

Late in the day Sarah's sore body was taken to a small room behind
the bar in the Bar. First she was given more drugs. As she sat
giggling in a drug induced stupor, her crotch was shaved,
her nipples were pierced and a large hoop earing was hung on each of her tit. Her pussy lips was also pierced with 6 gold rings on each side and another gold ring inserted into her clit. Finally, Marilyn applied thick makeup, in the style she knew the local men liked on their whores. Sarah giggled when she saw herself in the mirror above the bar, "am I going to fuck some more?" she asked in an innocent
little girl voice.

That night Sarah began her new career. Like the other crib girls,
Sarah would circulate around the bar and when a man wanted her
he would go to the Barman give him $20 ringgit cash and pull Sarah
to her crib. She would either fuck or suck him, then return to the
bar. Sarah quickly learned that if she got the man off quickly,
the barman would give her a long drag on a dope pipe when she got
back inside. This kept her feeling good and helped her forget what
she was doing. By morning she was enjoying her numerous trips from
the bar to her crib and back again.

She slept during the day. The next night the routine continued.
Except in order to increase business Faizal had Sarah and one of the
other bar girls put on sex shows for the men. The women
would eat each other out and even used empty beer bottles as dildoes
on each other. Sarah had been fucked so many times that the long
necked bottles slid easily into her snatch. If they put on a
particulary good show the men in the bar would throw money to the
barman and he would give the girls a hit from the ever present drug
pipe.

The third day after her new life began, Jeff showed up. He and Jason
had made it to the highway and had been picked up by an older
couple. He had asked them to take Jeff Junior to his parents house in Singapore. They had agreed and at the next town Jeff had gone to the local police station. He got no help from the police. They didn't want to make Faizal mad, and besides, Faizal was bribing them to look the otherway when drug or illegal alien
shipments came through.

Jeff rented a Pickup truck and drove back to the Bar himself to
get Sarah.

Jeff arrived at the almost empty Bar in mid-afternoon. Little
did he know that Sarah's abused body was sleeping just a few steps
away in a crib.

Faizal was immediately called and when he arrived at the Bar the
fat Barman already held a shot gun on Jeff.

"Sir, you should not have come back", said Faizal. "I came for my
wife", yelled Jeff. Faizal smiled, "She doesn't want to be your wife
anymore. I should kill you, but I think that I will do something
much worse to you. I will let you live. I will let you see first
hand what you wife and the mother of you son has become. Then I

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hope you live a long life with that image in you mind."

Faizal had the Barman tie Jeff to a chair in a dark corner of the
Bar. "In a couple of hours you will see your sweet Sarah",
laughed Faizal.

Jeff sat their as the Bar filled up with men. Some of
them came over to him and spit on him, others laughed and said his
wife was the best Singapore pussy they had ever had.

Finally the Malay crib girls swayed sexily into the room. At the
end of the line a head taller was a naked Sarah, smiling and
giggling. Jeff immediately noticed her shaved pussy and all the rings
on her body.
Faizal walked up to Sarah and
clipped a dog leash to her nipple ring. He led her through the
crowd of men who grabbed at her. Sarah laughed as rough, caloused,
dirty hands came in contact with her tits, cunt and ass.
Ocassionally a finger would worm its way into her pussy. Sarah
would stop and squat a little giving the hand free access. Then
Faizal would tug on the leash, her boob would be pulled out and then
bounce back as she moved forward.

Faizal brought Sarah to the table where Jeff sat in the dark corner.
She did not see him or didn't recognize him if she did. Four men sat
at the table. Faizal said, "free blowjobs for everyone at this
table." He pushes Sarah under the table and said, "suck them off
whore." Sarah immediatley unzipped the pants of the first
man. he reached down and fingered her breasts as she licked his
cock and balls. She quickly got to work and one after another she
sucked each man off, swallowing as much jism as she could, the rest
running down her chin and landing on her bent legs.

At the end of the line was Jeff. Without looking up Sarah unzipped
his pants, pulled out his cock, and for the first time in her life
took her husband's cock between her cum covered lips. She sucked
happily away, not even recognizing her husband's penis. Even though
he fought it, Jeff felt his cock cock get hard. Sarah gave his cock
and balls a tounge bath, and in only moments Jeff's wife was
drinking his jism. Sarah immediately licked his cock clean put it
back in his pants. Sarah then walked with her ass swinging in a
hookers walk, over to the barman for a drug hit.

Faizal was not done. He had Sarah perform a sex show with Faizalita on
the bar. The end of the show had Sarah squating over a beer bottle
until it completely disappeared inside of her.

Faizal left Jeff tied for most of the night and he was forced to watch
Sarah leave the Bar every 30 minutes or so with a different man.
Finally, Faizal untied Jeff and led him out back to Sarah's crib.
They peered through a small, dirty window and Jeff saw Sarah
grunting as she bounced up and down on a fat man laying on his
back. He reached up and played with her tits as she bounced.
Finally both the man and Sarah groaned in orgasm, and Sarah flopped
down on the bed beside him.

Faizal looked at Jeff, "Sir, you should be proud, I have never

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known a woman who loves a hard cock as much as your wife. Just look
at her door." On the door was a piece of notebook paper tacked up.
A stubby pencil hung next to it on a string. Faizal continued, "this
is my weekly tally. To make sure I am not cheated the girls must
make a tally mark on this sheet every-time they bring a man to her
crib. Sarah has only been here four nights, and look there are
hundreds of tally marks."

Jeff hung his head. "May I leave now", he asked. Faizal laughed, "Yes
my Yankee husband, If you ever get married again, please bring your
next wife for a visit, you have good taste. If not don't ever come
back."

As Jeff drove away he wondered what he would say to Little Jason.

Two years later a Chinese woman, old before her time, was
wiping tables in a backwoods Malaysia Bar. She had the mind of a
twelve year old from all the drugs that she had taken. She hoped
that some man would want to fuck her tonight. Recently her only
satisfaction had come from the sex shows she put on with the big
stray dog that hung around the Bar. She wouldn't get to smoke
the crack pipe if she couldn't get a man to pay 20 ringgit for
her.

Just then the door to the Bar opened and a middle aged man, his
attractive wife, and their 16 year old daughter entered the
Bar. The man said, "We seem to be lost."

The barman picked up the CB radio........

the end!