Air hostess gang bang

It took a lot of agonizing before I made the decision. My American boyfriend meant everything to me but agreeing to do a gang bang to save him was still a massive step. He'd got into very bad trouble and owed two million Hong Kong dollars in gambling debts to some seriously nasty men. Little did I realize then that it was the first step on the road to the whorehouse.

I'd baled him out before from my savings - leaving me virtually penniless - but these amounts were much higher. Impossible to borrow that sort of money with my job as an air hostess with Hong Kong airline Cathay Pacific. Larry was desperate. He'd been given seven days to find the first million.

I told by best friend, Mimi, who also worked at Cathay in the early 1990s. It was her who suggested a solution. I'd heard rumors about some of our air hostesses working for Penthouse between flights. Parties at the magazine's Asian mansion on the Peak . Sex for good money. Many had been giving it for free for years and had decided to cash in on their bodies. They included naturally horny girls who regularly sucked and fucked the pilots. I was not like that. I'd had affairs before meeting Larry a couple of years ago but nothing serious. He was so handsome that I fell for him at once and forgave all his failings. I wanted to marry him and have kids. At 27 my time was running out.

Mimi knew a couple of air hostesses who'd been at the mansion. "They say the really big bucks are earned by the girl who'll do gang bangs. You remember Cherry Tam?" she said, referring to a busty girl who'd worked with us. " Well, she did it. Took on 30 or 40 guys. Parties here and around the region. Made a lot of cash out of it. Not something that lasts for a long time, but in a month or two you'd have the money." "I couldn't do that," I replied. "Well, it's probably that or Larry having his balls cut off."

She was right. He'd been threatened with some terrible torture. I couldn't bear the thought of that.

I spent a sleepless night, tossing and turning, with Larry beside me. By the morning I'd made up my mind and told him. "Shit. I can't ask you to do that. No way," he said, pale faced. "Darling, it's the only way. I'm doing it for you," He held me tightly as we both cried. "You will still love me - won't you - after......" I sobbed. "Of course, baby. I'll love you even more." I believed him. I was doing this to save him, prostituting myself.

At 27, I had a slim body with long legs, tall for a chinese. My bust was small but I had a good figure which drew plenty of looks from men, particularly when I was in my red uniform. Many passengers have fantasies about the 'trolley dollies," as they're known. Some are lucky because there are a number who are very horny. I'd been propositioned many times but fended off the wolves. Now I was going to publicly whore myself.

Through Mimi, I learned who to contact at Penthouse. A woman called Cindy who recruited many of the girls. We met at a restaurant in Wanchai. She was a hard faced bitch in her late-60s - a real mama san. Her eyes ran over me before we went to our table. "So you want a place at the mansion," she said. I nodded. "Done anything like this before?" "No," I replied. "How old are you, measurements, time of period, any illnesses or pregnancies?" She wrote my details in a little black book. I was dry mouthed and nervous. "I understand you want to do gang bangs for the extra money." I blushed. "Done any before?" "No." "Know what it's liked being watched by a crowd while three men have a cock in each of your holes?" I was shocked by her crudity. "I tell it like it is," she replied.

"Once you're up there on your back there's no turning back. I got done as a 16 year old by 50 men. Triad punishment because I'd misbehaved. No choice in the matter. Couldn't walk for a week afterwards. Won't be like that for you. We supervise things very tightly and keep control. But it will be tough and you'll be very sore after each gang bang. Why do you want to do this. I can see you're not one of those who get a kick out of it.' I told her. She snorted. "You must be mad. Do you think he'll want you after a few hundred guys have used you as a cum bucket." "He loves me," I responded, tears running down my cheeks. "He loves his balls, you mean." She shook her head.

"Anyway, that doesn't worry me. Men will certainly want you. That's all that matters to me. You'll need training, of course, before you go on stage." I looked at her puzzled. "Don't want you shitting yourself in front of everyone. I've got a few boys who'll put you through your paces so you know what to expect." "That won't be necessary," I replied. "Yes, it will, my girl. These are experts who'll show you what's it's like to take on three men at a time." I felt weak. This was worse than I thought. "Right, you'll come to the mansion next week. First night there you'll entertain Doug Peters. He's the big boss and always has the latest girl. You are obviously used to gweilo cock and he's got one of the biggest. Then it will be the boys for training."

She went on to explain that I would also have to perform in Taipei, Bangkok, Jakarta, Seoul and Manila. I desperately needed a pee when she'd finished, as I was so worked up and stressed. I sat on the toilet and cried as I thought of what lay ahead. Danny was very withdrawn when I went home. It had obviously unmanned him that I would have to whore. I wanted him to make love to me but it was not good. Neither of us could put the usual passion into our coupling. The sex had been so good during our relationship. We lay together and talked into the night. He made me tell him what was planned at the mansion and took it hard.

"Forty guys. You can't do that,' he said. "I have to, otherwise you're a dead man," I replied, knowing full well what the triad thugs hired to collect the debts would do to him. The next week was not good. I had to do flights in the region and was irritable and moody. Mimi was the only one who knew but word would get around once I went to the mansion. "You look awful," she said. "I've got my fucking period this week," I replied. "It's more than that. I know what you're thinking about. Perhaps you should have a talk with Cherry Tam. She'd done it."

Cherry was a big busted bitch who'd been fucked by most of the pilots. Notorious even before she went to the mansion. Nearing 30, she was beginning to show the ravages of too much sex and drink. Apparently she'd also had a recent abortion which was probably connected with the Penthouse adventure. We met in a bar in Lan Kwai Fong, one of the many pick up joints there. She looked more of a slut than ever, wearing a tight mini-dress that left nothing to the imagination. She'd put on weight since I'd last seen her. Drinking vodka and smoking a cigarette, she was frank about her time with Penthouse.

"Got my ass screwed off," she said. "I'd done a group of guys before, four or five at a time, but this was 30 to 40. Cock after cock. Three at a time. My holes are much bigger than they were before. Shit, and aren't you sore for a few days afterwards. They bang you as hard as they can. They have to use rubbers but that ain't 100 percent. I was up the stick by the end. Third fucking abortion I've had." I was horrified. "Best bit is you'll have that Peters first - the boss - he's got a cock like a horse and knows how to use it. Biggest I've ever had. Got me off four times. Worst bit is they give you to some triad boys for training. Real bastards who are used to breaking in women for the triad brothels." She grimaced. "Told me I'd do good business in one of their places. No way."

"They got Carrie Tang-Barker up there at the moment," she said, referring to another Cathay stewardess. "Didn't she just have a kid a while ago?" I asked. "Yeah, her second. Already got a four year old from her first marriage. Got hitched up with this guy after her divorce two years ago and he walked out when she was six months gone. Now she needs the money with two kids and no man to look after her." "She must be in her late 30s," I said. "Yeah, bit of an old lady but must have kept her figure despite having the kid a few months ago.

Anyway, she's on the game and I'm told she's agreed to be gang banged. Hope she don't get pregnant again. You'll have some company." I knew Carrie. She'd gone on the pilots circuit after her divorce in a bid to get a new man. Of course, she got a reputation and no man wanted her apart from a quick bang.

I was left in no doubt what would be involved. The next week was a nervous time as I awaited to go to the Peak mansion. Larry was also affected, trying to be loving and reassuring but knowing that I was whoring for him. We tried to avoid the topic but it was not easy. "I love you so much," he said. "Will you after I've done this?" "Of course, more than ever," he replied. I believed him, but as Cindy had told me what man wants his woman to have been a cum bucket for hundreds of guys.

Cindy collected me in a limo for the trip to the mansion. The old cow was all business. "Right. tonight you will entertain Doug Peters, the boss. Then for the next week there will be ah visitors to your room when you'll dress for them in your airline uniform. Also at nights you'll work the lounge during the Penthouse parties. I believe you know Carrie Tang-Barker. Well. she will be having her first gang bang tomorrow night. Observe what that involves. It will be your turn in a week or so." I swallowed, feeling ill at the prospect. "You wil first have a session with a group of expert trainers to make sure you are fully prepared." "I don't want that," I replied. "You have no choice. You'll be taking on dozens of men and must know what to expect."

I hated the bitch but could not argue. We arrived at the mansion - a big old-style colonial house hidden away high above Hong Kong down a private road. My heart was beating as I followed Cindy into the building. Inside there was a large lobby with chandeliers that led into a big main room. "This is where we hold the parties," said Cindy. The furnishings were plush but garish with plenty of mirrors. I was shown a swimming pool outside where several women lounged in their bikinis. They gave me apprising looks as I gazed around.

The madam led me up the curving staircase to my room. It was covered in a thick red carpet with a large four poster bed under a ceiling mirror. She opened drawers to show me an array of lingerie, including corsets. I had brought my own uniforms. "You have a maid to do cleaning and washing. There is a food service provided. The doctor will give you an inspection every week. We are very scrupulous about hygiene. " She gabbled on while I felt totally drained at the thought of what lay ahead.

"You'll wear a bikini or corset when in the house. Sometimes there'll be an unexpected visitor to entertain. Now I'll leave you to settle in. Carrie Tang-Baker is in room 14 if you want to see her. Resting after a busy night." I put away my things and then undressed, before slipping into a black bikini that had been left on the bed for me. There were a range of high heeled shoes in the wardrobe and I chose a black pair which fitted. Then I sought out Carrie.

She answered the door in just a shortie slip, hair tousled, looking tired, with stale make-up smudged across her face, looking a slut. "That cow Cindy told me you were coming," she said. I followed her into the room. "I've just woken up. Had a real pig last night," she said. I saw the disordered bed and could smell the stale fish odour of sex. Carrie certainly looked her age in the daylight streaming through the window. But she still had a very good body and a large bust which got men excited.

She'd been there for two weeks. A fair number of men had enjoyed her and two days earlier she'd been given gang bang training. "Those guys are bastards," she sighed, smoking a cigarette as she sat on the bed cross legged. "Six of them, three at a time. Do everything to you and make you do everything. Treat you like lap sap (rubbish in Chinese). Hurt you without leaving marks. All experienced in breaking women in as whores, willing or not." I shuddered. "Still, I can't complain. Agreed to it." She'd already witnessed gang bangs, now it was her turn.

We talked. Carrie was apprehensive about the next night. Having to strip before a room of men and then be taken three at a time. I knew I would very soon be doing the same. "Got a maid to look after the kids, "she said. "You know that British bastard just left me when I was six months gone. Then I got kicked out by Cathay. No choice but to come here. Don't want to do this but the money is real good." I explained my problems. "Hope he'll still be with you when you've done this," said Cindy. "Men don't like their women whoring, even if it does save them from getting their balls kicked in."

"You'll have Peters in your bed tonight, eh. A real arrogant bastard but he's got the biggest dick you'll ever see, and I've seen some. Made me pop six times," she said. "Lot of the guys you get downstairs only last for a few minutes, which is a good thing because they treat you like shit, most of them." I listened, realizing she had become a total slut. She'd been dropping her knickers for everyone over the past year or so and was now a whore. I realized that I was heading in the same direction.

I went to prepare for Peters, did my make up and hair, then choose a black bra, suspender belt, stockings and panties. Cindy came to inspect me. "You'll do," said the bitch as I stood on my high heels, hating her. Then the American arrived smiling. He dismissed Cindy and came to me. "Well baby, you look real good,' he said, sliding a hand over my crotch, up my belly to squeeze my breasts through the bra. I was nervous as he kissed me, shoving his tongue between my lips. His hand went to rub between my legs, then slipped inside the panties.

I moaned as he put a finger up my vagina. He found my G-spot and began playing it. Soon I was wet and moving against his hand as he worked me expertly. His other hand had a breast out of the bra and his mouth went down to suck a nipple. It tipped me over the edge and I cried out, pushing against him as I orgasmed, digging my nails into his back.

"Think you're ready for some cock now, baby, " he grinned. He was right. Despite my shame and thinking of Larry, I responded. He had a massive cock, 12 inches and thick, much bigger than my boyfriend's, and a great well muscled body. Even though I was running with juices after the fingering, it was hard to take such a big pole as he pushed into me. He went deep and then began thrusting, increasing his pace as he buried his head in my breasts sucking the nipples. I cried out and bucked under him. I'd never been fucked like this before.

I forgot about everything else as he brought me to a shuddering climax which washed over me as I banged my body against his. "That's it honey," he said, "Enjoy." He'd taken thousands of women and had a superb technique. He was no better than a pimp but I didn't care as he once more made me come. I was exhausted, running with sweat, gasping for breath as that enormous prick pumped between my legs. Again I reached climza before he finally lost control, slamming into me as he unloaded a long stream of hot crud into my belly. He rolled off, leaving me gasping.

"You sure are a horny lady, Karen," he laughed. I felt ashamed and cheap but I could not deny it had been wonderful love making. He brought drinks and then talked as he regained his erection. "Your friend Carrie is doing the show tomorrow," he said. "Then you in a week of so. First you'll be one of the party girls on the floor entertaining our guests. Before you do the gang bang there'll be a little training session to make sure you know the ropes." "Please, no I don't want that," I replied. "You're gonna be doing it before a roomful of guys. Don't want you shitting yourself when it comes to the night. Every girl gets this, even the celebrities." I'd heard about some well known women who'd performed here. 'So it's true, the rumors about Connie Suen, Maggie Tse," I asked. "Sure we got Stella Ng coming here next." He was referring to a former Miss Hongkong. I couldn't believe it. "So you see you're in some exclusive company.

Next he wanted a blow job. I'd done this for Larry and other men but none had such a big cock. I first went to his heavy balls, licking and sucking, before running my tongue up and down the rock hard stem. I had to stretch my mouth to get it around the enormous cock head and begin moving up and down on him. He made me work but I had learned how to make a man come, running my hand along the shaft while using my tongue and teeth. At last I had him groaning like any other man, and with a big grunt and shout he shot his load down my throat, nearly choking me with the hot, bitter stream of seed. His cream overflowed onto my face and ran down to cover my breasts. "Great, baby, great. You'll be doing a lot of that.'' Just a blow job whore now, I thought.

I couldn't believe how he could keep getting it up. He took me three more times before the morning, once very painfully up the ass. I didn't like anal and it was agonizing for my tight hole to take him, making me scream. Even with lube, it really hurt as he entered me despite doing it slowly. "You got a great ass baby. That's what guys slike about chinese pussy." he said as he penetrated. Kneeling on the bed, hands against the wall, I had to take a pounding, with Peters putting all his weight behind the thrusts as I whimpered and longed for it to end. At last, he thumped really strongly into me several times and sprayed my insides with his sperm, leaving me with a very sore backside.

With only a few exceptions, Peters was a man who really, to put it crudely, fucked the shit out of me. Even with the anal, it was the best sex I'd ever had. I lost count of how many times I popped during that night. Poor Larry had given me pleasure and I loved him, but not like this. Peters really transformed me into a whore and that was the idea. As I lay exhausted on the soaking sheets caked in sweat and stale come, I realized that life would never be the same again.