Tomboy: Turnabout (Chapter 20) (Patreon)

Tomboy: Turnabout

Chapter 20

Qinghai Province, China, seven years later…

“Ooh, baby,” Kelly whispered in Chinese. “Oh yes. Oh that’s how you do it, baby.”

The ancient Chinese man huffed and puffed as he thrust into the beautiful American. He tried to kiss her, but Kelly turned her face. But she also gently raked long painted nails down his back as her legs wrapped around him.

“You can do it, baby. Fuck me. I’m your girl. You’re such a big man.”

He groaned and thrust faster and faster, and then bowed up with a gasp.

“Oh, yes. That was wonderful,” she whispered, already looking toward the door. It was payday for all the poor schmucks in the frontier city of Haidong. And so many of them came to the brothel just to nail her hot little blonde ass. Everyone loved her tight American pussy. “You always make me so happy.”

Yeah, he was a regular. Too regular by her reckoning. But her madam loved how much the men loved her. Kelly was fed well, given nice lingerie and heels to wear to entice even more men to fuck her.

When the nameless man pulled out and rolled off the bed, she sat up. Kelly glanced at the wall. The calendar stared back at her. Her eyes locked on the date.

What a way to spend my twenty-sixth birthday.

Her mind wandered back seven years. She’d belonged to Jessica Albright. That bitch. Jessica kidnapped her. Forced her into porn. Made a friggin fortune selling her sex videos, many of which were BDSM and other extreme sex acts. For two years Jessica worked her ass day and night filming porn. She also worked Gloriosa and Puritan as sex slave porn stars.

It all ended when Brad overdosed and died. Jessica panicked, and sold all three of her slaves to human traffickers. Kelly had no idea where Gloriosa and Puritan went. She was taken to first Hong Kong, and then within weeks was sold again and shipped to the middle of nowhere, bum fuck China. Qinghai Province. The city of Haidong. Large city, with lots of horny men eager to make the acquaintance of sweet American pussy.

Kelly pulled on a stretchy spandex miniskirt, bright red. She put on a lacy red bra, and red stiletto pumps. After reapplying red lipstick, she turned to the old man. He’d just finished dressing. He smiled at her, so she smiled back.

The things I do.

“Thank you, grandfather,” she said in Chinese. “I hope you enjoyed me and will come back.”

She led him to the door. Three more men, all young and fit, waited in line. Hers was the only room with a line waiting. Madam Xiu was surely pleased.

She pressed her palms together and bowed to the next man in line.

“Sir, I am honored to serve you. Please come in and undress.”

They’ve already paid Madam Xiu. Kelly just had to give them a good time. From nine in the morning to two at night, she fucked one man after another for her rice and water. Just a backwater city whore. Cheap. Fun. Nothing more than fuck meat.

After directing the next john where to strip, she pulled off her skirt and bra. He crawled into bed first, and then she curled up next to his hip. The men all got a suck and fuck. The only thing that varied was the positions in which the sex acts took place. Mostly in bed, missionary.

Kelly looked around the small, dingy room. Just brown on brown on brown. The only splash of color was her discarded bra and skirt. The calendar mocked her on the wall. Counting the days, weeks, months, and years of her sexual servitude.

Her baby blues narrowed.

One of these days, she thought. I’m going to escape, go home, and hunt Jessica down like the mad dog she is. I will have my vengeance!

Kelly smiled at her john, leaned over, and went down on him. Just another man in the ceaseless line of men to warm her bed.

The End