Friday, October 21, 2011

Whoring for the Mafia

Whoring for the Mafia







The next day our work began. The minders came over bringing with the a group of about 7 men, by their conversation,I would say Government men.
We were told to entertain them, I asked how ?
One of the minders took me strongly by the arm to the kitchen and said 'Listen Chink bitch, your not a virgin, so spread your legs ok ? I said "we need condoms" he said "forget condoms" I said "we'll get pregnant", he said "Don't" and that was it.

We knew we would be watched carefully, so we did our best to entertain like willing novices , we had our plan.

So we sat and drank, flirted and teased. The Govt men seemed very happy. The minders left saying their farewells to the other men.
We put on a good show, the men were filming and taking photos galore and drinking a lot.




Giving the Lesbian show


The art of being a successful whore is to appear that you enjoy it from their company, the flirting to the sex.





Teasing and getting it hard



Dancing, stripping and displaying





Men love a blow job, some to completion, but most just want it until their hard enough for other things.














Once you've teased them a while and got them all excited and hard them the fucking begins. First fuck usually is very fast, if they can manage a second, then thats usually longer. But the goal is to get them to ejaculate as fast as possible and in your mouth or on your body if you can.

As we were outnumbered 7 to 4 we knew we were going to get fucked at least twice each, but these guys were obviously experienced at this, so it ended up being more.

As far as sex parties go this wasn't a bad one, they weren't violent or rough. I was only ejaculated in 3 times, which was probably the same for the others.




Living room fun





2:1






Bedroom mix





Inspection and comparison








Riding to completion




The next day was the same, entertaining a group, this time it was a mixed group of both local Indian and Euro/ US top Law enforcement and NGO  officials. It appears the Local govt bosses and Local/ international Law/ Rescue people get the fresh meat first ( and today we are the fresh meat, tomorrow it will be others).




Sucking on a US Govt cock
( but then aren't we all !!)






Finished





The group things are good for at least we can play with each other, which makes it a lot easier. But it is funny how they talk about us in the third party among themselves, ie "try this one, she's tighter" , "that one gives good head" or "lets dp this one" etc...



Crashed out



So once all those that are either elected or employed to serve and protect the common people have had us (for free), its off to be  normal working mafia owned whores for us.











Our working day begins around lunch time with motorcycles and Taxis bringing Johns and Jane's (guess we found the Lesbian scene after all) and by dinner time we have serviced around 3 each.
After dinner it will continue or a car will pick one or more of us up to go to a hotel or club. by the time the day is over 5 am we have done around 10 each.

The customers are split roughly 50/50% between locals and tourists (mostly Russian).Very few of the customers will use condoms, this is of great concern to us obviously.



Dancing for Johns



 As the days have progressed, the minders watched us a little less, as it seems we are good compliant whores, we got to talk to other girls and it seemed our tale was not unique, although us fighting back was.
We worked hard, putting on a good show and getting good tips, but still it's going to take a long time to save enough to get away.

Us working (photos mostly from customers phones)





Lesbian show for a group



With a Jane



Blowing a John



John about to shoot his load


John getting what he paid for









Johns using a bottle
 (thats not unusual)




Happy displaying


Flashing for customers in hotel room







Peeing for a Jane to watch




In a room with a John





In a hotel 

I must admit, being nothing but a body to fuck, sometimes I think is weird, but then again I think that's how most men think of women anyway, just some holes to dump their cum into. Once they've shot their load, then they are off looking for the next one to do.
Some Johns actually keep a book of who've they have done and who they want next. 
A lot want just the new girls, tighter they say, some just  want the really young ones. Many of the tourists (men, women & couples) are seemingly spending their entire vacation with one whore after the other.
My 7th John today was banging away in me, mouthing off, " I bet you like this, bitch, tearing you up, ever had one as good, as big, white cock too big for you ?" I said " oh yeah you're the best" I was thinking he's kind of limp and small, hope he finishes soon, i'm hungry, I wonder what's for dinner.






With  a Russian Dyke whore in a hotel posing for a Jane





With a Jane from Holland





Used





I wonder if Johns realize their just that "a meat stick" and we've had many bigger than theirs, harder than theirs and better than theirs, just this week alone, lol.
The Jane's can be even funnier  they are either, shaved pussied, flabby breasted, stretch marked, 40 + year old married "soccer mums" living out their "John husbands" lesbian wife fantasy, Who tentatively finger me while secretly wanting to puke. 
Or their  the lesbian with yellow fever which they can't satisfy at home.



Well it doesn't matter to us, they use our bodies, we take their money. Oddly occasionally I find a John I actually like and is an enjoyable fuck, but their rare.
It's a job, just like any other, there's good clients and there's bad, there's good days and there's bad.

Our working life we try to divorce from our real life together, when we are not working, we do all the ordinary things, live an ordinary life together.





 M relaxing before work





妓女






2011

Monday, October 10, 2011

Entrapment


Entrapment




Waking up suddenly to sound of chickens crying out, and movement around me, heart racing I stumbled out of bed into the living room.
The first I saw was a naked Happy smashing a Wok into the face of a man, one other already was laying in a pool of blood on the floor with a broken beer bottle in his neck or face. M was kicking another repeatedly in his balls a fourth laying on the floor crying.
I saw more men in the door and knew instantly we are fighting for our very lives.

I picked up a chair threw it at them, then picking up the knife from the table launched myself towards them, the knife slipping easily into ones thigh, he squealed and fell to the floor, pointing the knife at another's throat I rushed towards him, but before I got to him Happy jumped on him wrapping her legs around him, he fell as her teeth sunk into his throat.
The remaining men fled with M chasing them off, naked Clever in one hand and a bottle in the other.

Shaking.. unbelievably shaking, mind racing at a million thoughts a second, I stumbled over bodies, slipping on some blood I fell to the floor, I threw up and lost control of my urine.
Struggling to get up, I returned to the bedroom , Cici was lying there her eyes open, but sightless, tiers in her eyes, blood and semen between her legs, F@#k some bastard had raped her.
I called the police



Nymphette photo by the Maid




Dazed, angry and scared silly, I squatted on the floor, waiting for my impending death.
Happy also exhausted, was squatting by the front door, got up, kicked a man in his face and walked to the kitchen, blood covering her mouth and chest.
M after seeing Cici was now kicking each man repeatedly in his balls, until they fell unconscious. Happy came out of the kitchen with a mop, to clean up.
M, said we should dress.

The Police arrived, looked around, the injured men were taken away. The officers (the same as before) asked us why we tried to kill our customers ?

The anger exploded within me, shouting, screaming at them I told what had happened. Smoking cigarettes they listened indifferently and then said we have a choice, convictions and jail for attempted murder or their protection. Cici being raped somehow made her a perpetrator of attempted murder even though she never even moved.

The landlord then arrived accompanied by two very large European men.

We were trapped, we knew it.

The two men, Russian by their accents were to be our protection, we could also stay at this villa and make some money, but how  were we to pay for this generosity.........?

They told us to shower and decide.

The policemen, landlord and the Russians took us all one after the other, they even did Cici. Disgusting animals they make me sick.


After those pigs had finished with me


After they left, M, Happy and I, bathed Cici, fed and comforted her. We then went to the kitchen sat and talked for many hours about our options.
Working with pimps is not our thing, especially these kind, we have to make a plan. 









2011

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Stuck in Goa


Stuck in Goa




We got back from the beach today to find what ? yes we had been robbed, what had they stolen, everything !!! money, passports, luggage, my camera gear even our  F@#%&ng clothes.
Damn are we pissed off or what , what the hell are they going to do with our clothes ?

So off to the police station we go......


Quite the adventure an Indian Police station. After going to the desk and telling an officer what had happened, we were told to wait, an officer will see us soon. After 3 hours we were still sitting there waiting.




Bored waiting






After 4 hours a officer called us over, took us to a room to take our statements we assumed. How wrong we were !!
There were 2 other officers in the room, both in plain clothes.
First of they asked how long have we been here, how did we get here, what are we doing here, how did we pay, why did we have that much cash, what do you do for a living and so on?
Well it was pretty obvious, very quickly what was going on, so Happy only spoke in Chinese, Cici Japanese/Chinese and M in Chinese, leaving only me to answer their questions.
After about another hour and a half, they finally took the robbery report, which took all of 10 minutes. Asking when the CSI will be coming, we got a mumbled "tomorrow probably' and that was it.

By the time we got back to the villa it was daytime, we called the landlord to tell him, as we could not get through to him the previous night.

He said he will come over this afternoon.
Cici and M went to the kitchen to make breakfast, while Happy and I took a inventory of what was stolen and whats left.
I called my Credit card company to report it and cancel my stolen cards, but getting a new one sent to India apparently was not going to happen (at least not any time soon).

Next up , reporting stolen passports to 4 different embassies in India, what a fiasco !!!


So, no passports, no credit cards and I  don't even have a bra to wear, grrrr






Happy consoling a sad me



Taking stock of what we have left was depressing, the cash, phones, my notebook and camera that we had been carrying, the clothes we had been wearing, what was on the washing line and the food in the kitchen, that's it.
Time to plan carefully, going into town we bought food, some awful (cheap) clothes and some girl care stuffs, shampoo, etc ( yes they had even stole our sanitary pads)

Seemingly unfazed by all this Happy and M cooked, cleaned and remained cheerful, I was pissed, Cici was solemn.
The landlord didn't show up neither did the police and I couldn't get to talk to anyone with any explanations.

we ate our dinner, drunk some beer, but from the looks Happy and M shared, I knew we were in trouble. Minority girls are as tough as they come and their eyes told me all I needed to know.

We all slept together that night, a uneasy sleep.

We woke up early, I forced every one to exercise, we attempted meditation, but no ones mind was up to it.
After breakfast I made more calls to no avail, Happy and M went shopping for food, rice, vegetables and some chickens.

Forced Yoga


I spent hours trying to get money wired, but no passport, no western union pick up.
The embassies are about as much help as a lead life jacket.
The landlord finally showed up, looked around and stated as we had only paid for this many days we must move out tomorrow or pay for any extended stay.He had no answer as to the robbers got in or how they opened the safe.
We talked among ourselves and payed him for 5 more days, what else could we do ?



Landlord makes me feel like....yuk


No CSI police again, no return calls.

We cooked dinner, ate and tried to distract ourselves with crappy Indian TV shows. I surfed the net to see what local help there was = none.

So around midnight we went to bed.



My sexy nightie (mosquito protection)






2011

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Sex, Drugs & Goa


Sex, Drugs & Goa






Well, Goa has lots to see and the nightlife is pretty wild and certainly as a tourist you can have a great time here very cheaply. However the LGBT scene is so well hidden we couldn't find it, a few gay spots, but nothing lesbian. The straight club scene is very active though. Packed most nights with a mix of tourists and working girls/boys, sex and drugs seems to be Goa's main attraction, with the beaches coming in a poor third.








We returned to our secluded beach, but alas others had found it, so we had to stay dressed, just hate having to wear a bikini, tan lines are so ugly (not that we tan much with the amount of sun block we wear).
Even with bikinis on the locals just can't stop leering, rubbing their hard on's through their pants, some we spotted opening wanking looking at us.
We just ignored them, a cocks just a cock and we've seen plenty of them, LOL. If they're enjoying their wank, then good for them.
We love the sea it's warm, but be careful Goa's water has strong currents, even for strong swimmers it's dangerous. So we stuck to the shallow waters.
BTW, even Happy has found some local foods she thinks is OK now, so she's even more Happy.

Took some good photos I thought, I like the light in Goa and my photos seem to be selling well, maybe we'll be porn stars soon. I like the sites that buy them, they give us fake names, ages and history, it's funny.































It's been fun, pretty touristy, but that's OK. So with just a few days left it's time to plan on our next destination.

Goa's OK for a vacation I guess, but scores little on the tour front.
Happy and Cici will be sadly leaving us here and returning back to China and Japan, so it will be just me and M (formally known as the maid).

So where should we go, middle East, Africa, Europe ?








2011