Aussie Greg's Asian
Sexfight & Catfight Stories
Kim and TuThoa 2: The Winner Takes all
by AussieGreg
One
hour after fucking Kim unconscious (see Kim and TuThoa: The Challenge)
in her win when she cheated in their sexfight when she appeared certain
to lose TuThoa approached Kim
TuThoa
was 45 years, but her body still rivaled any woman in her twenties. She
had been in Melbourne Australia for about 17 years since arriving as a
30 year old refugee from the Chinatown Cholon in Saigon, Vietnam. In
that time she had become wealthy with an up market brothel catering for
visiting overseas Vietnamese and Japanese businessmen and wealthy
locals. In her private life she was the most known woman in Australian
Vietnamese society. She had started by winning beauty and fashion
contests at Vietnamese gambling functions. She then progressed to
victories in nude beauty contests, catfights, large dildo taking and
Japanese inspired cum eating challenges (i.e. any event the Vietnamese
men could bet on), and finally making videos of herself in action
including her famous taking of 365 men in 24 hours to celebrate the
Vietnamese New Year of 2000. Nowadays for $20000 she would allow any
man to write, direct and star in their own home video with her, and
such was her reputation that there was no shortage of takers especially
from Japan. Her
body was a result both of her hard work in her home gym, and the
surgeon's skill. She was immensely proud of the body that had been
declared Miss Nude Vietnamese both in Australia (12 times) and the USA
where she was the only woman since the contest started in 1981 to win
both the any age and over 40 in the same year - a feat she had achieved
3 times, and was undefeated in the over 40s since reaching that age 7
years before.
Kim
was simply a freak: her perfect face with its high cheekbones, perfect
skin, full butterfly lips and come hither eyes surrounded and framed by
her mane of jet black permed hair, and despite her age of 35 her pear
sized and shaped 34C symbols of her woman hood which were as firm as
any teenager's 32 inch tits. And her sex organs: incredibly dark
natural nipples which in their full erect state were an inch in length
and the thickness of a man's little finger and longer than TuThoa's
surgery enhanced nipples, surrounded by the perfect 2 inch circles
around her nipples which swelled similar to a teenage girls puffy
nipples, and her monstrous enlarged throbbing pink clitoris that
permanently burst out from under its hood and now stood upright three
quarters of an inch in length. But she had polio, the disease that had
left her only half a woman with her short height of less than five
feet, withered legs and her gut swollen and sagging from lack of
exercise. Her life was the opposite of the wealthy TuThoa. The polio
that had afflicted her as a child; caused her parents to abandon her at
a monastery on her 3rd birthday where until she left at the age of 13 s
she had been a sexual plaything for the nuns. The misery continued in
Australia for the refugee as she was unable to get a job and survived
on a meager Government pension.
Out of
the box came a plastic wand with a dial on the end. TuThoa turned the
dial and set the vibrator buzzing. She flourished it a moment, then
without warning placed it between Kim's legs. With her ankles and
wrists bound to the bed, Kim's huge, still bloated and abused clit was
exposed and unprotected. Her body jerked at the stimulus, and she
strained futilely at the straps. Unable to close her legs against the
instrument, she clenched her buttocks and writhed desperately.
A
familiar sensation grew in Kim's belly and groin. TuThoa panted
slightly with pleasure and anticipation through parted lips, watching
Kim struggle. She was determined to completely break her. She swirled
the vibrator over and around her victim's clit as juices started to
trickle from the prone woman's cunt. TuThoa turned up the vibrator's
speed. Kim's entire body stiffened. A long drawn
out "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh!" was followed by a series of shorter,
deeper, guttural "UUUUnnnnnnnnnnghhs."
Her eyes flew wide open in
relief at the pleasure as she came spasming wildly for the first time
since TuThoa had fucked her unconscious that morning. Her body jerking
uncontrollably like a puppet guided by a child.TuThoa
set up the audiovisual equipment "Did you enjoy your first step in
training, Loser? Kim's answer was cut short by the buzz of the toy
against her clit. She shrank back and bucked her hips wildly, but
TuThoa held the device tightly against her. Despite herself, Kim could
feel her clit swelling. Biting her lip distracted her only momentarily.
Sweat broke out on the small of her back, and wetness seeped between
her thighs and buttocks. Inexorably, the pressure grew until her body
was again jolted with that heart stopping sensation. "Oh God, no."
Kim's fingers clenched into white-knuckled fists as her muscles spasmed
over and over, joyfully betraying her.
"God, you are a slut and soon will be my personal slut," said TuThoa as she wiped off the now-quiescent vibrator."
Kim
tried to count, but she lost count of the times TuThoa extracted
orgasms from her. It became a blur of monotonous dread punctuated only
by her heaving body betraying her as her cum gushed from her cunt. Then
the set routine changed. TuThoa swirled the vibrator around Kim's
engorged clit. The bound woman knew she would come soon; she could feel
between legs slick with her own juices. Abruptly, TuThoa turned off the
toy and waited with a smile, and then TuThoa brought her right to the
edge of climax, removed the toy for a few minutes, did it again, and
stopped.Kim
found herself squirming and thrusting her hips against the toy in an
attempt to gain release before her tormentor left. "Good slut Kim"
purred TuThoa as Kim convulsed in orgasm. For over 2 hours Kim silently
struggled to come, rewarded about half the time with success. Next came
a long, frustrating string of arousals that left her body aroused and
aching as TuThoa denied her orgasm. She bucked her hips, panted, and
twisted, but TuThoa deftly removed the stimulus before release came,
over and over. Kim's lips and clit grew constantly swollen, and she
could smell her juices. Tied down to the bed with her legs open to
reveal her dripping cunt, Kim desperately rocked her hips against the
buzzing point of pleasure TuThoa held. Her head was thrown back, and
each movement of the toy sent a wave of pleasure across her sweaty
face. She had no idea howlong this had been going on, but she knew she couldn't take much more.
"Please," she hissed through clenched teeth.
TuThoa leaned forward. "`Please what, slut?"
"Please let me come, please."
The
woman pressed the vibrator's tip firmly against the cripple's red,
sensitive clit and held it. Kim screamed. Her back arched up off the
bed, and her muscles clenched on and on as the orgasm consumed her body.
Being
allowed to come had cleared Kim's mind somewhat. She was disgusted with
herself for having begged her captor to pleasure her. But when TuThoa
started again the thrill that shot through Kim's loins told her she
would beg again if she had to.
"We're
moving into a much more interesting phase of your training as a sex
slut ," TuThoa informed her. " I am pleased with your progress, because
I'm going to completely destroy your self pride by making you submit
fully and willingly to me." She began teasing Kim's clit almost idly
with the vibrator. Kim did plead, flushed with shame and lust, before
being granted a shattering orgasm.As
the hours passed, she begged more shamelessly. Sometimes TuThoa would
allow her to come, sometimes not. "Good, keep pleading with me to give
you relief. See the slut you are, you are my slut," TuThoa goaded Kim
as her body sang under TuThoa's ministrations.
After
6 hours since first touching Kim, she left the room and returned
wearing an ankle length coat. She opened her coat with menacing
slowness, allowing Kim a good look at the large black silicone cock
projecting from her pelvis. The shaft was rough and fitted with sharp
rough protrusions which TuThoa let Kim feel by tracing Kim's fingers
along the 13 inch shaft. Kim couldn't help staring with sick
fascination at the menace of TuThoa's cock. She wouldn't put it inside
her surely, she was just scaring her. No woman could accept such an
invasion.Despite
herself Kim whimpered a little, and TuThoa quickly said "Oh, don't
worry, Kim. I won't put it inside you until you're good and ready. She
smiled nastily. "It's just that I'm not going to let you come until you
do beg me to fuck your cunt with this cock."
TuThoa
switched on the familiar vibrator at low speed. Kim's hips wouldn't
stay still as it swirled abound her already slick lips. Hands stroked
her inner thighs, her pubic hair ever so lightly. Kim pressed her hips
towards the teasing buzz. She bit her lip."Never! I won't beg her to violate me with that weapon."
Her
clit grew hot and throbbed in time with her pulse that she could hear
beating in her ears. It felt three times its normal size. The vibrator
paused a moment at the tip of the engorged nub, and Kim felt her body
coiling to spring into ecstatic orgasm. Abruptly, the toy was removed.
Kim heard a moan and knew she had made the despairing noise.
"Think
about how good it would feel to come," purred a voice in her ear.
"Imagine the cock sliding into your wet cunt, filling you, stretching
your clit. Feel your muscles clasping it as you come"
The vibrator
started again, slowly, teasing the edges of her opening. Kim gasped and
gulped for air. Her sweat-covered body trembled. She knew what it
wanted. "No no no. I won't," she chanted silently. Her fists clenched
as she approached the brink once again, only to have it denied, the
stimulus removed.
"You
can end it. You can have it. But you have to ask," TuThoa told her,
tenderly brushing a strand of hair off the woman's damp forehead. She
ran the vibrator over Kim's swollen labia, sending delicious indirect
vibrations to the Vietnamese's clit. A whimper arose in the back of
Kim's throat. "I've got to come. I can't take much more of this, and
she won't stop until I do. But I can't beg her to put _that_ inside me.
I have to come some other way." The captive girl strained against the
straps that held her, trying to press her clit firmly against the toy.
TuThoa adroitly kept it just out of reach of her bucking and thrusting.
Again she brought Kim just to the edge of release and abandoned her
there. Kim's thighs were slick with her own juices, which also ran down
her ass crack to the pillow beneath her hips. She jumped when TuThoa
blew sharply across her enormously swollen clit.
TuThoa
climbed onto the bed and knelt between the helpless woman's legs. "Maybe
I won't have to beg. Maybe she'll give it to me anyway--no, what am I
thinking? I don't want her to stick that in me. I don't!" Kim's
thoughts were clouded by need.
Leaning forward, TuThoa tweaked Kim's
nipples, pleased with the sounds this elicited from the bound
Vietnamese. Slowly, she rubbed the head of the strapon between Kim's
drenched pussy lips. The cock circled and played with the girl's
opening, then slid carefully up the underside of the clit. TuThoa sat
back so her captive could watch as she stroked Kim's juices down over
the shaft of the cunt destroyer.
Using
the vibrator, Kim's tormentor brought her nearly to ecstasy several
more times. Kim had no idea how long this had lasted. It began to seem
to her that she had always been like this, that she had never known
more than struggling against the straps that held her back from elusive
release. The fire in her pelvis drove her wild. Her desperate moans
filled her ears as the scent of her arousal filled her nose. It was no
good resisting.
"Please," she groaned.
"Please' what, bitch?" asked TuThoa innocently, rolling Kim's three quarter inch clit between her thumb and forefinger.
"Please let me come, TuThoa"
"No. You'll have to do better than that."
"Please f-fuck me with your cock," Kim pleaded.
"Oh,
you'd like that, would you? Letting me fuck your brains out is a sign
I'm better than you, you know. It means I control you and only I can
grant you sexual relief. Tell me you're a lesbian slut that knows that
TuThoa controls her."
"I'm
a lesbian slut, and I need you to fuck me because you're the best" Kim
sobbed. "Please help me I've got to cum, I've got to cum."
"Good slut. I knew you'd I'd break your spirit."
Kim
closed her tear-streaked eyes. "No! I want your eyes open for this."
TuThoa circled Kim's painfully aroused clit with the head of her cock,
then placed it over the wet, eager opening. Leaning over her prisoner,
she transfixed the woman with one powerful, sustained slow thrust.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
I'mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm cuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmming" Kim cried out at
wonderful sensations as her cunt was filled. The wave of pleasure she
felt as her muscles stretched to accept the intrusion was
indescribable. As TuThoa continued her long slow stroke, impaling the
35 year old on her cock up to the base, her pelvis and the leather
harness bringing delicious pressure to bear on Kim's clit. Kim moaned
incoherently in protest when TuThoa moved to withdraw. Her muscles
clasped desolately on emptiness.
"Fuck me, Fuck me, keep fucking me" she moaned distraught without the cock inside her.
TuThoa teased her, the knob at her wet opening parting Kim's cunt lips but not entering her.
"You want me to fuck you? This time I won't stop"
"Yes fuck me. I need it"
TuThoa violently thrust the cock home again. Something tore inside, and Kim shrieked but only TuThoa heard. Faster and faster TuThoa fucked the writhing Vietnamese trying to impale her to the mattress.
"Ooooh
yesyesyesyes. I love it too much. I can't stop fucking you . I won't
stop fucking you. Feel me fuck you slut." TuThoa screamed. She was out
of control as she fucked Kim as hard as she could. She swayed from side
to side, rocking backwards, leaning forward doing anything to pleasure
herself with her smaller part of the strapon embedded firmly in her
cunt . She no longer had any control of her body or the words that
poured out of her mouth. Her body was on autopilot fucking Kim
Suddenly, TuThoa exploded. Her entire body went taut for endless
moments, then convulsed on and on. She drove the dildo so deep she half
expected to see it as she looked down Kim's open throat as Kim screamed
in pain. The orgasm held her for so long she though she thought she
might die. Instead, it released her to collapse into an exhausted faint.
She fell backwards the bloody weapon slipping from the unconscious Kim's cunt. Ten
minutes later TuThoa returned with an unfamiliar object. "This is the
latest from Japan, and we're going to test it on you." The "trainer"
was black like all of TuThoa's tools. Even without knowing its
function, Kim found it at least as intimidating as the big strapon.
This new device had a bulbous main shaft slightly smaller than the
strapon's. The base of the shaft flared out, and a small insulated wire
protruded from it. Curving up at an acute angle from the main shaft was
a smaller attachment with a y-shaped tip. TuThoa removed a small remote
control from the box. She placed the rounded tip of the toy's main
shaft at the still-moist entrance of Kim's cunt. Unceremoniously, she
pushed it in up to the flanged base, ignoring her gasp. The small
y-shaped arm of the toy came to rest cupping Kim's clit in the fork of
the Y.
Kim
lay helpless, the trainer protruding from her cunt. The fullness of it
inside was pleasant, but not actively pleasurable. "This dial controls
the vibration," TuThoa explained to Kim. Kim cried out as the device
began to vibrate both inside her cunt and against her clit. The
vibrations slowed, then stopped at the turn of the dial, and "This one
controls the pulse." The naked woman continued admiring her body in the
mirrors that covered the walls. Incredibly, Kim felt the shaft inside
her swell, pressing against her torn vaginal walls, then subside. The
pulsating shaft got up a slow rhythm, sending waves of pleasure through
her body.
TuThoa
sat down on the edge of Kim's bed. Her eyes shone excitedly as she
examined Kim's restrained form. Carefully, she turned up the toy's
vibrations. Kim stiffened as if electrified. Adding the throbbing of
the shaft elicited moans. Kim's legs were unbound; she squeezed her
thighs together in a futile attempt to remove or increase the
stimulus--she didn't know which.
TuThoa
found she could play Kim's body like an instrument. She discovered
which combination of settings would extract a little scream, which
brought the other girl dangerously close to orgasm, which would make
Kim bend her legs and rock her hips uselessly up at the air. Kim was
completely vulnerable. With her breasts exposed her one inch nipples
stood like rockets ready to be fired against Russia. Kim pleaded,
sobbed, cajoled, demanded until her voice was hoarse, but TuThoa
allowed no release from the torment spreading out from her cunt
For
three hours she played with her new plaything, before leaving and
returning 5 minutes later with a leash with three straps each ending in
a clip which she attached to Kim's two nipples and clit. Kim was too
exhausted to walk and crawled behind TuThoa half listening as TuThoa
explained her new business venture, catering for the wives of visiting
Japanese businessmen.
"These
guests are important travel agencies here to sample my proposal." were
the last words Kim heard before being pulled into the large lounge room.
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