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The Security Guard
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

An arrogant security guard from Thailand gets put in 
his place through torture and abuse. (MM, nc, rp, v, 
1st-gay-expr, intr, bd, huml, asian)
 
***

He was the security guard for my condo in Bangna 
Thailand. His name is Tuey, and it didn't take me long 
to realize that the arrogant little shit would need 
some "working over." I mean just the way he swaggered 
around in his tight uniform, a uniform resplendent with 
handcuffs for Christ's sake, and a fuckload of keys... 
the little shit even had braids on the arm of his 
uniform shirt. Who the fuck did he think he was? He was 
only nineteen, and it was just some fucking security 
company, but from the way he acted, you'd think he was 
the frigging Bangkok Chief of Police. 

He knew I owned a condo in the building, knew I lived 
there, but he made me show my fucking building pass 
card every time, something I noticed he did not make 
the giggling young schoolgirl cunts do when they 
arrived home at the end of the day. Oh no, with them, 
he smiled and clicked the heels of his boots and 
saluted and when they had passed through the open door, 
which he held for them, he rubbed his dick through his 
uniform pants as he watched their schoolcunt asses 
enter the elevator. 

I started to hate the little son of a bitch, and then I 
hated him more and more for making me hate, a decidedly 
un-Buddhist trait. I put several other projects on hold 
and concentrated all of my efforts on Tuey the Security 
Guard. When I had finished with him, he would be a 
security guard no more. 

He was not difficult to capture. I had two of my Thai 
friends help me, we just threw a bag over his head and 
used his own fucking handcuffs on him. He was no taller 
than five foot two... a tight little body which you can 
see from the pics. My Thai friends, speaking in their 
language, pressed a knife to his neck and told him to 
be a good little cunt. 

I told my friends to use every degrading name they 
could think of in talking to him. We obviously didn't 
take him up to the condo... but to a workshop I 
maintain in the rear of a nearby fitness club. Once we 
got him there... we first of all blindfolded him. Then 
held him down on a converted workout bench. I leaned 
over and whispered to him gently in one ear, while my 
Thai friend translated... 

"Listen to me Tuey. We have been sent to punish you for 
being selfish and cruel. You don't have a good heart 
and you think bad thoughts about the school girls at 
your condo building... " he started to protest that I 
was wrong, so I took his jaw in my hand and squeezed... 
the skin of his young face was smooth and soft. His 
lips were full... and I got his spittle on my hand. I 
squished his face in my hand until he whimpered. My 
Friends held his arms and legs still so he couldn't 
kick or struggle.

"Don't deny it Tuey, it will only make things worse. 
The people in your condo have complained about you. 
They say you are not fit to be a security guard. I know 
it's a dream come true for you, something you have 
waited and worked for, and I know it pays well, but 
when we are through with you here you will be much 
better suited for another job... like working in a 7-
Eleven say. True you won't be making enough money to 
live... and the hours will be horrible, and it will be 
degrading for you, but it will be much better for your 
spirit... you won't be tempted toward arrogance there." 

My friends began unlacing his combat boots. He tried to 
wriggle out of my facial lock, so I hauled back and 
slapped his sweet young face, very hard. I slapped him 
again! And Again! He whimpered. 

"Now if you are a very good boy and accept your 
punishment, we can get this over with in no time at 
all. If you struggle and cause trouble, its going to be 
"mai dee" not good for you." While they slipped his 
boots and socks off, I undid the young man's necktie 
and unbuttoned his uniform shirt. Then I took a knife 
and cut the blue tee shirt from his body. He really 
sounded like a wounded puppy when I did that... I think 
that was the first time he realized we were dead 
serious. 

"Now Tuey, we are going to take your uniform off of 
you, because you don't deserve a uniform. You don't 
deserve to be a security guard any more. When you work 
at the 7-Eleven from now on, you will wear only red 
satin shorts, a tee shirt and flip-flops. That's going 
to be your new uniform. 

"No keys, no fancy cuffs, no fucking name tag. While we 
take your uniform off, I want you to lie absolutely 
still and co-operate one hundred percent. No, don't 
talk, that just makes me angry. There is nothing you 
can say. Just lie real still and let us strip your 
fancy uniform off of you. You do have a beautiful 
little body, a nice tight tummy and a well developed 
chest... but I could tell that through your uniform 
shirt. 

"How proud of that uniform you must have been. I'll bet 
your family was proud of you too. Well they won't be so 
proud of a son who works at 7-Eleven. What nice large 
nipples you have, I'll bet your nipples are larger than 
those of some of those little school girls who give you 
such a hard dick every day. Well, I've got a little 
secret for you, by the time we've finished punishing 
you, your nipples are going to be a lot bigger. Now, 
now, now... don't struggle and yet, it makes me angry 
and I will have to hurt you. Here boys, lets use the 
big tough security guard's own hand cuffs to cuff his 
arms behind his back." 

Chopping up his hair was the idea of one of my Thai 
friends, I would never have thought of it. You see, 
Tuey was forever running a fucking comb through his 
hair... trying to impress the little twats again no 
doubt... so we just chopped it up a little... gave him 
a street boy haircut... something a gutter runt would 
have, home made and not all fancy like a security guard 
has. 

Oddly enough, getting his haircut was the first time he 
actually cried and begged us to let him go. I guess a 
homemade haircut was particularly humiliating for the 
little cutie. But I had things more painful in mind. 

"I'm going to unbuckle your big thick black leather 
belt now and take down your uniform pants. My, my you 
have more junk hanging from this belt than a head 
janitor. You must have thought you were very important. 
Too bad you weren't more polite. No, no Tuey, it does 
no good to promise to be more polite now, your security 
guard days are over and off come the uniform pants, now 
lift up that cute little ass of yours and let me slide 
them down." 

He let out with a whole string of Thai that I couldn't 
understand because it was so fast and so strained... 
just as well, I was concentrating on his strong little 
legs and his package encased in a pair of blue bikinis. 

"You are a very cute young man Tuey, I'll bet those 
school girls would love to see you in your bikinis... 
it would make their young pussies drip. It doesn't look 
like you have a very big dick in those nice blue 
bikinis though. Tell me Tuey, do you have a big cock? 

Now he made a big mistake. His fear turned to anger, 
maybe because his manhood was threatened, and he spit 
at me.

I wiped his boy spit from my face and smiled. "You 
should not have done that Tuey, now I have to hurt you, 
and all cuffed up like that almost naked, there isn't a 
fucking thing you can do about it. You think you are 
such a big tough, manly security guard, hun? Well a 
security guard needs his nametag." I removed his 
nametag from his discarded shirt. Then I took one of 
his nipples and rough jabbed the pin of the name tag 
through the tit-flesh. I pinned his name tag to his 
nipple. He howled with pain. 

"If you have been a good boy, none of this would have 
had to happen. You might want to put a radio on boys, 
he's going to be doing a lot more screaming and I kind 
of like the sound." His full lower lip quivered and 
trembled, spit drooled from his cute mouth, and he 
moaned as I tugged on the name tag through his big 
brown nipple.

"Let me read your name tag, Mr. Security Guard." I 
pulled the name tag up, stretching his nipple horribly. 
He screamed bloody murder. I loved looking down at the 
muscles of his tummy tighten. "I asked you a simple 
question Mr. Security Guard Tuey Jongavath... do you 
have a big cock? It doesn't look to be very big in your 
blue bikinis, yet you act quite the ladies man around 
the condo, so I am curious. Do you have a big cock?" 

After a bit he answered. "So... so... average." he 
mumbled. 

"Oh ho, average, so so... what does that mean Tuey, 
average in length, or average in thickness? And what 
about your balls, are your balls nice and big and full 
of cum, or are they like little baby marbles?" He 
didn't answer so I tugged on the name tag. 

"Broh... Please, , I don't know." 

"What do you mean, you don't know? They're your cock 
and balls... at least for now. Are they big or small, 
is that such a hard question?" 

"My girlfriend like them, they are ok. " 

"Oh... your girlfriend likes your cock and balls. And 
does she know you rub your dick and dream about little 
school girl cunt? Does she know you want to FUCK 
underage twat? Well your poor girlfriend better start 
looking for a new security guard boyfriend, because 
guess what? 

"When we are finished with you here and you work at the 
7-Eleven thirteen hours a day... you aren't going to be 
allowed to have any girlfriend. You aren't going to be 
allowed to even ever talk to a girl. When you work at 
the 7-Eleven in your red satin running shorts and your 
tee shirt and flip flops, and any female customers come 
in, you will stare at the floor and just answer 'Yes 
Ma-am or no Ma-am' to them. And as far as fucking any 
girl pussy is concerned... well, believe me, you won't 
need to worry about that. Now let's just slip down 
these nice blue bikinis and see what kind of a cock 
you've got." 

I gently slid my fingers under the waistband of his 
underpants, enjoying the soft silken smoothness of his 
Thai skin. I slowly pulled the underpants down... my 
Thai friends shook with laughter at the sight of the 
tiny cock and balls that greeted us.

"Shame on you Tuey, you lied to us. Your cock isn't 
average at all. It looks like a little boy's cock. 
Jesus Tuey, it's fucking pathetic. No wonder you strut 
around in your uniform... you are trying so hard to 
make up for having a little peanut prick between your 
legs. I'll be you can't even get that disgusting little 
worm into your girlfriend's cunt. I'll bet you don't 
even have a girlfriend, you just sit at home and finger 
your little prick every night, dreaming about being 
able to fuck cunt, but you can't because your dick is 
too small!" 

We all laughed and I whacked the kid's cock and balls 
as hard as I could with the flat of my hand. His body 
shook with pain. I loved watching the muscles of his 
legs tighten and the way his toes curled in agony... so 
I slapped his little fucksack as hard as I could. 

When he could speak again... after a while... when his 
handsome chest had stopped heaving and his tight tummy 
had ceased fluttering, he gently and humbly begged me 
to forgive him and let him go. I reached down and took 
his uncut prick in my hand and pulled it so hard his 
young body rose up off the table

"Let you go? My sweet young security guard... we 
haven't even started the party yet. We are going to 
break you, so you lose all self- respect and dignity. 
We are going to turn you from a small-dicked but 
nonetheless handsome young security guard to a piece of 
crawling street filth. We are going to fuck your ass 
and teach you how to suck cock. We are going to fill 
your tight young body with more pain that you thought 
possible. 

"You'll suffer so, that you will beg to die. When we 
have finished with you, you will be a crippled, 
toothless, half wit, who can only work at the 7-
eleven... but don't worry, I've got important friends 
and they have assured me that you've got the job. Now 
lets get going shall we, we have lots to do. Hand me 
the cover of the red Bic pen in his shirt pocket will 
you? I want to shove it up his pisshole!"

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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