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A Ukrainian Prostitute's Ordeal in Bangkok
by Natasha Romanov 
(that_sad_ukrainian_girl@hotmail.com)

***

About a Ukrainian prostitute selling her ass off in 
Thailand being forced to service a racist white 
American client. (MF, oral anal, bd)

***

Helena and the other Ukrainian prostitutes were dressed 
up in sexy lacy lingerie and wearing their coats, 
street walking and offering themselves to both local 
and foreign men for many many Baht (Thailand's 
currency).

The prostitutes were standing by a pavement while their 
pimp stood by them. Helena's pimp was an Armenian named 
Giovanni. He had thick black hair and swarthy features, 
and it was he who brought all of them to Thailand, a 
country in South East Asia. It was a country far away 
from The Ukraine.

It was somewhere after 8PM and the streets were full of 
cars and pedestrians, both foreign and locals. Many men 
from all over the world come to Thailand just to go on 
sex tours. 

While all the Ukrainian prostitutes were pale and 
Blonde, Helena was tanned and Brunette and highly 
resembled the Russian actress in that James Bond film 
Quantum of Solace.

As Helena and the rest were all standing by, they were 
approached by some American tourists. They were all 
white American men.

Two of the men were skinheads. One skinhead was taller 
than the other one. One was a tall guy with muscles and 
black hair and wore an earring. The fourth guy had 
medium brown hair and slanted eyes. The last guy had 
blond-red hair, wore a singlet and had a tattoo of a 
dragon on his right arm. 

The last guy was also the tallest of them all and stood 
more than two heads taller than Helena.

"Hey Jack you were right. You can get even white 
hookers in this stinking Asian rice eating country," 
one of the skinheads chuckled. 

"These Russians would go anywhere just to whore 
themselves for a couple of bucks," the guy with medium 
brown hair said in a stone cold tone of voice. 

Helena knew and spoke some English and understood every 
word they said.

Giovanni approached them. While Giovanni was as tall as 
the Ukrainian prostitutes, and as slim as they were, 
these American men were tall and muscular. They stood 
more than a head taller than Giovanni and from the 
looks on their faces and body-shape, they looked like 
the type of men to get into fights. 

They looked like they could even rape the women and get 
away with it.

One of the Skinheads put an arm over the tall Blond guy 
and said, "We are looking for a nice white pussy for 
our friend here. We have been in Thailand for more than 
a week and he got tired of fucking the gooks."

"Well you came to the right place," Giovanni speaking 
with a broken English.

Helena had met such men in the Ukraine before. Or even 
in Turkey. Or even in Germany. They were white American 
men from the South, normally the Redneck racist types. 
Helena hated such men.

"Girls stand in line," Giovanni shouted to Helena and 
all the Ukrainian prostitutes, in Russian of course.

Helena and all the other prostitutes assembled in a 
line.

"So which of my girls do you like?" Giovanni trying to 
be a businessman. 

Giovanni walked towards a Blonde Ukrainian whore named 
Svetlana and put an arm around her, saying, "Svetlana 
here. She will take good care of you."

Helena saw the Blond guy turning to look at the two 
guys with black hair and brown hair, saying to them in 
perfect English, "I know I want some white pussy but I 
can easily get a fucking Blonde back home."

As the tall Blond guy turned to look at all the 
Ukrainian prostitutes again, he then turned his gaze on 
Helena. He was smiling...wickedly.

"I want this one here," the tall Blond guy pointed out 
at Helena.

"Hmm. You got good taste Ryan. She kinda looks like 
that Russian chick in that new James Bond movie. What 
is the name again?" the taller skinhead asked.

"You want Helena here?" Giovanni said.

"Yes," Ryan smiled and nodded.

**

Giovanni led Helena and the guy called Ryan to a 
building nearby. It was a run down building that was 
used as a brothel. It smelled of piss and dead rats. 
Inside the building Giovanni led them up the stairs and 
finally took them to a small flat.

Giovanni opened the door. 

"She is all yours. She can even speak good English," 
Giovanni said. 

"How much do you charge per hour?" Ryan staring down at 
Giovanni.

Helena could tell that Giovanni was intimidated by Ryan 
and that Ryan also knew that. 

"Well I charge around eight thousand baht per hour," 
Giovanni speaking in an intimidated tone of voice.

"I'll pay you when I am done with her," Ryan 
smiled....wickedly.

"That is good. Very good. Helena why don't you go 
inside and sit by the bed," Giovanni ordering Helena.

Helena walked into the flat, towards where the bed was 
and sat down on the bed.

"So I'll leave you alone then," Giovanni said as Ryan 
walked into the flat and rudely slammed the door behind 
him.

Helena was sat by the bed.

Ryan was stripping off his clothes.

"Take off all your clothes and lie down on the bed," 
Ryan commanded.

Helena started stripping off her clothes until she was 
naked, while her clothes and shoes were next to the 
bed. She climbed on top of the bed and lied down.

Ryan was fully naked. 

Helena could see that he had six-pack on his tummy and 
that he had a very large cock.

"I want to tie you up. Where do I get all the things I 
need?" 

Ryan asked Helena.

Helena pointed towards a box next to a cabinet. 

Ryan walked towards the box, knelt before it and was 
looking through it. she heard him tussling the things 
there.

"Ahh. What I was looking for," Ryan picking up 
something.

Ryan walked towards Helena.

She saw that he was holding the bondage cloths.

He wanted to tie her up, like put her in bondage.

He then moved her arms and legs in a spread eagled 
manner. Ryan tied her wrists and ankles to the four bed 
posts. He tied her very very strongly.

She felt helpless. There was no way she could get out 
of this one unless he untied her.

She was now his as long as he wanted her to be.

"Are you Russian?" Ryan asked her.

"I am Ukrainian," Helena answered in a meek tone.

"Ryan angrily grabbed her hair and shouted at her, "You 
will address me as Master. I am the client and you are 
the whore. Got that," Ryan yanking her hair.

Helena felt very scared.

"Yes...Master. I will remember that," Helena giving in, 
in fear. 

"Good," Ryan letting go of her hair.

"I might just fuck you for an hour or two, depending on 
my mood," Ryan chuckled.

He was looking down on her.

"Now you look nice and lovely," Ryan sneered.

Ryan came on top of her. He was fondling with her 
breasts.

"You don't have very large tits. But then again none of 
you Slavic types do," Ryan letting his saliva drip on 
her left breast.

Her left breast felt sticky from his saliva. He 
basically spat at her, a truly degrading act.

She had just heard him call her "Slavic". She was 
familiar about historical anti-Slavic racism coming 
from the mouths of White Americans, the Germans and the 
Nazis. 

Ryan sat down below her breasts. His weight was heavy 
and she had to use all her body weight just to lift him 
up.

He was stroking his cock, letting it rest between her 
breasts.

"That is right. You Slavs are all the same. You have to 
whore yourselves. At least I am of Germanic Anglo Saxon 
descent. Hitler was right. We are the Master Race and 
you are the serving race," Ryan looking down on her.

Helena knew better than to fight back. She was tied up 
and if she said the wrong thing to him, he would give 
her Hell. If not him, then from her boss Giovanni.

"Now open that little mouth of yours," Ryan bossed her 
around.

Helena opened her mouth.

With one quick move, he thrust his large cock into her 
little mouth. He was grabbing onto her short brown hair 
and then saying, "Now suck me good you Slavic bitch."

Helena tried her best to suck him off. He was fucking 
her head and hurting her entire little head. Her jaw 
ached. Her skull ached.

"Ahhh you have a good head their. What Slavic heads are 
good for," Ryan riding her, using her hair as a horse's 
rein and fucking her head. And putting up with this 
racist abuse.

He was ejaculating lots and lots of Anglo-American 
sperm into her mouth, jaw and body.

Helena had to drink it all and she was on the verge of 
being choked by it. 

He fucked and pumped on her head for over fifteen 
minutes until he pulled his cock out of her head/jaw.

Her mouth was dripping with sperm. As he was slowly 
pulling out, with one stroke on his cock, the rest of 
the sperm still coming out from the tip of his cock 
were squirting towards her beautiful Ukrainian face.

Ryan laughed at what he was doing to her.

"You lost the Cold War. You lost to my Viking 
ancestors. 

You bitches always lose to us," Ryan making fun of her.

Ryan got off the bed, walked towards the box and took 
something out.

A cloth. For covering mouths.

He climbed the bed again.

"Open your mouth bitch," Ryan enjoying his power over 
her.

Helena mustered an open mouth as the injury he 
inflicted on her jaw and skull made her skull muscles 
hurting and weakened. As her mouth was finally opened 
wide enough, he put the cloth on it and tied it around 
her head.

"There. Now you can't scream too," Ryan laughed.

Helena looked in horror. He shoved his cock very 
quickly towards her pussy.

Helena moaned in pain. She could not scream but tears 
coming down her eyes were a sign that if she could 
scream she would scream.

Ryan's large cock was breaking her Ukrainian pussy. As 
Ryan was fucking and hammering her pussy without mercy, 
he was cruelly squeezing her breasts.

"That is a nice Slav. That is right. You live to serve 
us. Us North-Western Europeans," Ryan enjoying the 
sheer pain he was giving to this woman.

Her pain – his pleasure.

As he was squeezing her breasts, he was twitching her 
nipples twisting and pulling them. 

Helena could only shake her head, letting more and more 
tears flow down her eyes. She remembered that her Thai 
customers were never this cruel to her. Not even those 
from France or England. 

She felt her pussy being filled up with cold violent 
sperm. She felt her breasts being ripped apart. Her 
nipples felt as if they were going to explode.

What seemed like an hour finally stopped.

Ryan got his cock off her, pulled down her mouth cloth 
with one strong grip and then told her, "Open that 
little mouth of your again."

Helena closed her eyes, wishing this whole ordeal was 
already over.

He gave her a rough slap on the face.

"I said open your fucking mouth," Ryan shouted at her.

Helena's head was hurting but she still managed to open 
her mouth.

"I want you to clean my cock with that tongue of 
yours," Ryan making her look at his large cock.

Helena nodded her head.

As she pulled out her tongue, she was lapping her 
tongue at wherever there was sperm stain. He held onto 
her hair and guided her head as if she were a human 
Hoover.

"That's it. Make it nice and clean," Ryan watching her 
lapping her tongue at his cock. 

Her tongue touched the tip of his cock and Ryan seemed 
to have enjoyed it.

"Your ancestors must have been doing this for 
centuries. Pimped by your own fathers to your Viking 
masters," Ryan putting her down.

Helena just acted and behaved like a robot. She 
concentrated on his cock and just tried her best to 
lick it good.

"Now I want you to kiss my cock," Ryan telling her.

As Ryan pushed the tip of his very large cock towards 
her lips, she kissed it passionately. 

Ryan still held on to her hair.

"Now listen. I want you to talk to my cock as if it 
were a real person. Now this is what I want you to say 
to my cock. I love you. I want to have your children. 
All Slavic women worship big American cocks. Say it," 
Ryan yanking hard on her hair.

Helena starred at the tip of his cock as she was made 
to stare at it.

"I love you. I...I want to have your children..." 
Helena spoke.

"Now say the rest," Ryan being forceful.

"All Slavic women worship big American cocks," Helena 
spoke.

She then managed to kiss it.

"Now suck it," Ryan yanking on her hair.

Helena opened her mouth and started sucking his cock. 

"That's a good Slavic girl. Even here in this Asian 
shit-hole amongst the gooks, I can still get some other 
inferior pussy. Not sure if there are any spics that 
come here," Ryan making racist remarks.

Helena just sucked. She did not want to pay attention 
to the other things he was saying.

"Ok you can stop sucking me now," Ryan telling her.

Helena stopped sucking him. She opened her mouth and he 
pulled his cock from her jaw. 

"Keep your mouth open," Ryan commanded.

As Helena kept her jaw open, Ryan covered it again and 
tied the mouth cloth around her head.

Ryan got off the bed, walked towards the box and to 
Helena's horror she saw what he was bringing with him.

Ryan was carrying a small box. She recognised it.

Ryan climbed back on bed next to Helena's tied up body. 

From the box, he took out a needle. Ryan looked at her 
and smiled. She couldn't help but look scared. 

"You can take a guess where this is going," Ryan moving 
the needle before her eyes as if the needle was a 
wagging tail.

Ryan thrust the needle to the side of her right breast. 

Helena moaned in pain, letting tears go down her 
cheeks. She shook her head frantically and heard Ryan 
laughing at her pain.

Ryan took out another needle and he slowly thrust its 
tip to the side of her left breast.

Helena squirmed from more pain.

It was like Chinese acupuncture. 

Ryan kept on taking out more and more needles and 
stacked both her breasts with needles. 

Finally, he stacked both her nipples with a needle on 
each nipple's tip. 

"My. My. You look lovely," Ryan enjoying the sight of 
her breasts being used and abused.

Ryan pressed his palms on the needle stacks of each 
breast and was making her feel a lot of Hellish pain. 

Helena's body was slowly adjusting to the pain.

Ryan got off the bed and Helena saw what he was doing.

Ryan was picking up her own clothes. 

She recognised her shirt.

Ryan wrapped her shirt around his right fist and was 
moving his right palm all over brown pubic hair. 

"Your pussy is still covered with my healthy American 
sperm. But not to worry I can still pull out your pubic 
hair," Ryan laughed.

Helena looked at him. She stared at him. she shook her 
head and begged him not to do what she knew he was 
going to do.

Ryan cruelly gripped some of her pubic hair, using her 
shirt as a glove, and yanked some sticky brown hair out 
from her cunt, like pulling out a grass root.

Helena squirmed and moaned in pain.

It hurt. It really hurt.

Ryan showed her some of her pubic hair. She could see 
some kinky brown hair straps on her shirt. 

"That felt so nice," Ryan cruelly teasing her.

Ryan then unwrap her shirt from his right fist and then 
pressed both his palms towards the needles on her 
breasts/ nipples. 

Helena squirmed again.

Ryan laughed. 

He then turned to stare at a certain direction. He 
quickly grabbed her shirt that he used to pull on her 
pubic hair and walked towards the direction of the room 
he was staring at.

Helena could see what it was.

She was squirming even a lot more.

She saw a rat. 

Ryan quickly grabbed the rat with her shirt and brought 
the rat with him towards her bed.

Helena kept on squirming helplessly and struggled 
helplessly. 

If she was not tied up, she would be ion the run by 
now.

Ryan was bringing the rat to the bed.

Helena saw Ryan smiling at her.

"I got something for you," Ryan slowly bringing the 
rat.

Towards her pussy.

Helena struggled like never before.

She saw and felt the rat make a landing on her pussy 
and pubic hair.

"Now see that. Smell that," Ryan pushing the rat's head 
towards her pubic hair.

Helena felt the rat starting to nibble at her pubic 
hair.

She felt it starting to gnaw at her pubic hair.

Oh My God. This is a Hungry Rat, Helena thought.

As she felt the rat gnawing at her pubic hair, it was 
gnawing very very quick. 

Helena's pussy felt very free. It felt free as she lost 
a great amount of her brown pubic hair.

She then felt the rat gnawing at the pussy surface.

And then it started gnawing at her pussy skin.

Helena squirmed IN PAIN. Tears rolling down. Her head 
shaking.

She moaned and moaned.

Ryan, her American client, kept the rat's head down to 
her flesh. 

"I think the rat is really hungry," Ryan being cruel.

As Ryan continued to force the rat to gnaw at Helena' 
pussy, he was just standing there, watching her squirm 
and move helplessly.

As Helena shook her body, her boobs shook too.

As her boobs were shaking, the needles moved along with 
the boobs. They made some shattwering type noises.

Music to Ryan's ears.

Finally Ryan threw the rat to a corner in the room.

Helena just lied there helplessly.

This was one HELL OF A NIGHT.

**

More than an hour had passed.

Ryan put his clothes back on and he opened the door.

Helena did not dare to look towards the door but she 
heard her pimp Giovanni and Ryan conversing about 
payment for Helena's services.

The last words Helena heard were, "She is one hell of a 
bitch."
               
THE END

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