White Slave in Malaysia Part Three (Femdom, Inter, Humil)



It was almost dark when we reached the village. Eviently we were going to
a Night Market.

Miss Norida parked the car and ordered me to get out.

"But Miss Norida." I protested "I am still wearing my sarong. I need my
other clothes if I'm goin out in public."

Miss Norida replied by slapping my face so hard it brought tears to my
eyes.

"No answer back slut!" she snapped angrily "I say what you need, what you
no need. You nothing. You got no mind. I Mistress. I give order you obey."

"I am sorry Mistress." I mumbled and got out of the car.

Once outside Miss Norida opened the back door and produced a long piece of
bamboo with a basket tied to each end.

"Put this on neck." she commanded.

I obeyed, resting the bamboo on my neck and clutching it with my hands on
either side of my neck. As I did so, Miss Norida bound my hands and wrists
tightly to the bamboo with leather cords.

"Now you coolie boy." she smiled "Come coolie, Miss Vivien need plenty
things from market."

And so we set off for the market, I naked except for the thin flap of
cloth tied round my waist and carrying my bamboo pole while Miss Norida
strutted proudly behind, urging me on by swatting my ass with a short
piece of cane. We must have appeared like a donkey and his Mistress and as
we progressed round the market, my baskets filling so much that I began to
bend double, I felt more and more like a beast of burden.

Of course, the stallholders and shoppers were highly amused to see a white
coolie in their market and I had to endure endless taunts. Worse still,
they soon realised that the sarong was my only protection and I began to
feel wandering hands, male and female, fondling, pinching and slapping my
ass and balls. I was powerless toprevent them, my hands being tied. I
looked in vain to Miss Norida for help. She merely smiled.

Then it happened. I stumbled and half fell and some vegetables spilled
from my basket onto the ground, one touching the feet of a large woman
seated at a nearby stall.

Miss Norida was furious.

"Clumsy slut! On your knees!"

There, in the middle of the marketplace, I fell to my knees.

"Clean lady's foot!"

The large lady held out her foot and I began to lick it clean, praying the
loud laughter around me would soon die away. As I licked I felt my sarong
being lifted up to expose my ass.

"Coolie very clumsy, very bad!" Miss Norida explained to the growing crowd
of onlookers. "Need punishing. Please Lady, punish coolie boy!"

The large lady pulled away her foot and joined Miss Norida at my rear.
>From the corner of my eye I saw her take the rattan from hr and then she
began to strike. She was a strong and powerful lady and my white ass was
son bright red, criss-crossed with cane marks. I began to sob loudly and
the crowd laughed even louder.

Miss Norida dragged me to my feet without a word and led me back to the
car where she released me from my bonds. She had a big smile on her face.

"Village people like to see white coolie beat. Will want to pay plenty to
play with slut like him. Come we go see Miss Salma. She arrange sale!"

I placed the foodstuffs in the car and, still sobbing, followed her to a
nearby house. The door was opened by a weatherbeaten old lady of around 70
years of age. She looked me up and down and smiled.

"Come in." she said and we went into the house. It was simply furnished
with only a kitchen, a bathroom  and a bedroom adjoining the living room.

"Let me examine goods." she told Miss Norida and yanked away my sarong.

She then began fondling my ass and balls until my cock was erect.

"Looks good." she smiled "Ass nice too. Is it virgin?"

Miss Norida nodded.

"Good." said Miss Salma "Plent Ladyboys here. They like white virgin ass.
He can be maid for them. They pay plenty money."

I went white and started trembling.

"No Ladyboys." said Miss Norida, interceding "Miss Vivien say no Ladyboys,
only women."

Miss Salma seemed angry.

"You want sell you follow rules. Highest price get. No follow rules, no
sale. You get out."

Miss Norida hesitated only a moment.

"OK you sell. I want money. He only slut. He not important to me."

Miss Salma smiled and patted my ass.

"Good slut. You learn suck cock very good, be woman for Ladyboy!"

"Please no!" I cried, "Please I'll do anything! Don't sell me!"

To emphasise my point I fell to my knees and kissed her leathery feet.

Miss Norida angrily tried to pull me up but Miss Salma stopped her.

"I kind woman. Maybe I buy slut for my granddaughter. She like white toys.
But only buy if slut make me happy first. You want make me happy slut?"

"Yes, yes!" I said eagerly

"Good! Go bedroom, wait for me! You make me happy I buy, I no happy you go
Ladyboys!"

So it was that as Miss Norida waited impatiently outside I tongued and
fucked the old lady to the best of my ability, trying to bring life to her
tired, dry flesh. I must have succeeded, for on leaving the room she gave
a wad of notes to Miss Norida.

"I give him granddaughter. You come two days collect him."

Miss Norida smiled and left while Miss Salma called her granddaughter.

"She come one hour." she told me "Before she come you fuck me again. White
meat feel good in old body!"

After our second round of fucking, I washed Miss Salma under her shower
then knelt naked at her feet to await her granddaughter.

When she came she was not alone. There were three of them. Miss Rozna, the
grandaughter, was a short,slim, young girl in her late teens. She had
beautiful dark skin, a small, firm, pert ass and large, prominent,
breasts. She was dressed in a tight white T-shirt and tight blue jeans.
Her Chinese friend, Miss Connie, was the same age and was dressed
similarly but she was much taller with large breasts and an ample ass.
This voluptuous young lady had a leash in her hand which was attached to a
dog collar round the neck of the third member of the party. This was a
dirty-faced blonde white girl who squatted, like me, on all fours. She was
dressed in a tight, red plastic dress, several sizes too short for her and
she wore no underwear.

"That bitch." said Miss Salma "She belong Miss Rozna but Miss Connie she
like play with her too. Miss Connie like girls too much but Miss Rozna she
like both."

Miss Rozna laughed.

"We come straight from disco to see slut." she informed us "We very
sweaty. We need slut clean us!"

She peeled off her clothes and stood naked in front of us, revealing her
wonderful body."

"Come slut! Lick sweat off! Make me clean!"

I crawled over and began licking her feet. She did indeed smell of sweat
but it was like nectar to me, so grateful was I to escape the Ladyboys. I
caressed every pore of her body with my tongue, lingering over her ass,
tits and cunny as I sought to bring her pleasure. Miss Salma looked on
approvingly and from the corner of my eye I saw bitch tonguing Miss
Connie's equally naked and beautiful body.

When I had finished, Miss Rozna patted me approvingly on the head.

"Good dog! We have lots of fun together!"

I smiled happily but then saw bitch's face. She was looking at me with
hate in her eyes. Miss Rozna saw her too and laughed.

"Bitch jealous, huh? No need! This man-slut! He less than woman! You bitch
but he less than bitch! When I tired of him he toy for you!"

"Thank you Miss Rozna. You are very kind to me." said bitch in an educated
English accent.

"Yes I very kind." agreed Miss Rozna "Now come bedroom! Time to play!"

And so we entered the bedroom, two naked white bitches on their hands and
knees crawling behind the asses of their two superior Mistresses and
wondering what fate had in store for them.