Chinatown Stories Ch. 01

Prologue:

They began to come in the years before the end.

They were desperate men, living on the fringe, their own Earth now dead. These men, in many ways quite like us, had not built the pathways, but they had learned the secret of their use.

They now fled from world to world, always hiding, already ready to flee.

They stole away hundreds of thousands just from our North America and sold their captives in dozens of strange and corrupt Earths. Always the pretty, always the young.

These are a few of the stories of those they took.

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Chapter One: Newly Arrived

When Nikki Summers finally awoke, she found herself lying naked on the floor of a dimly lit warehouse.

Nikki found that her arms were bound and her mouth gagged with a thin leather strap. She seemed to be unhurt, but she felt a dry burning sensation in her wrists, where her bounds had begun to chaff deeply into her wrists. How long had she been lying unconscious?

The last thing that she remembered was leaving a bar with her closest friend, Beth. A strange man had said something to them from behind them.

They had stopped to see who it was. Then a blinding light had surrounded them, a feeling of dizziness, and a sense of floating... Then nothing.

She stared across the open space of the warehouse. In the distance, she saw several men clustered in the back of the warehouse spotlighted under the only lights in the building.

Two men sat opposite each other around a large wooden crate.

One man was a lean, well-muscled Asian man, his straight black hair hanging past his square shoulders.

He was in his late twenties, and despite the cold was wearing only a shirt and suspenders.

Across from him sat an older, thinner Caucasian man with cropped grey hair. He was feverishly smoking a cigarette and his knees bounced incessantly.

The two men were shouting at each other. The longhaired man, who Nikki was sure was a gangster from his manner and attire, leaned aggressively towards the other.

Nikki guessed they were arguing, as their voices became very sharp are times. The older man gestured wildly at times. Was he afraid?

But after a while, she reconsidered.

"No." She thought.

"They were not angry, and they were not fighting. Their body language was wrong, the timing of their shouting was too predictable. It never escalated."

"No," she finally decided. "They were haggling."

Nikki sat for a long time, shivering on the unyielding concrete floor. Watching as the truth unfolded.

She watched in mounting fear as the longhaired man walked to the shadows of the side wall and dragged out a young blonde girl. The girl writhed helplessly against her bounds as he pulled her to towards their circle. She was slender, yet with full round tits.

Nikki guessed she was only 19 or 20.

She stared at them as he pinched and prodded the helpless bound girl. Like Nikki, she wore nothing except a leather gag.

The gangster looked like he was inspecting her. He touched her roughly as walked around her, looking closely at her features.

He said something to the grey haired man. The older white man shook his head no.

The muscular gangster grew angry. He motioned to his men. One of his henchmen yanked the poor girl's arm and torso over a crate, while another thuggish looking man knelt and grabbed her by her ankles. The long-haired gangster walked closer, and coated his hand with something.

Nikki watched in horror as she saw the leader ram first three, then four of his fingers inside the struggling woman's defenseless pussy.

Then he yelled something to the grey haired man, and finally began to push his entire first inside the still gagged girl. Even through her gag, Nikki could hear her muffled screams. But his fist eventually slid in.

The grey haired man nodded his head slowly, shrugging his arms in surrender. Nikki wondered, "A lower price?"

Nikki cast her eyes downwards, as the henchmen dragged the girl out a heavy metal door in the rear of the warehouse.

As she looked back up, Nikki's heart dropped. The men had started walking towards her.

*** Li Jihong muttered to himself as he walked across the cold warehouse floor. He was an important man. His uncle had even given him is own crew. So why should he waste his precious time in some shithole every time the Strangers brought some new shipment of white ass.

There were plenty of new girls coming in. More than enough for all the gangs, more enough to work in all the clubs. Even the hottest girls could be had for almost nothing. Anyone could handle these negotiations now.

Still he had his orders!

He cast his flashlight on the female form huddled in the darkness. The gangster signaled, and his men stretched the young blonde over to the crate on the other end of the warehouse.

"Ok, listen up. The rules are simple. You'd better not talk unless you are asked a question. You do only what you are told. If you don't behave, then I will give you to my men and let them have their way with you out back. And trust me, you will definitely NOT like that. Not one fucking bit."

The bound woman stared at the Asian man's well-built arms and wide flat chest. She stared at the muscles, knotted like steel cables down is his colorfully tattooed forearm. But she stared longest at the wide leather strap dangling from his clenched fist.

He slowly reached over pulled down Nikki's gag. She let out a frightened mew, but made no made noise beyond that.

Nikki stood helplessly before him, her arms bound behind her, shivering in her nakedness.

Li thought to himself, "At least she's smart enough to stay quiet when she's told."

He let his expert gaze pass slowly over Nikki's bound body.

The girl lying in front of him was of medium height. Her lean, toned body and high firm ass was the result of the many hard hours Nikki spent in the pool and the gym each week. Though her face was half hidden behind her thick curls of golden hair, he could still she that she was far prettier than most of the girls brought to him. Her champaign tresses framed her button nose, and striking hazel eyes.

He was pleased to see a single well-trimmed tuft of blonde thatch above her crotch. It was the same pale gold color as the long full mane atop her head.

Unlike many of the other "blondes" that the Stranger tried to pawn off on him.

Her firm pale tits jutted out proudly, in sharp contrast to her darkly tanned torso. They were tipped by huge pink nipples, out of proportion even with her ample endowment.

She is a rare catch, even in such a large batch as this months.

She was pretty enough for any club, and any of the outfits would want her. But which Boss would want her more? Who would pay the most?

He ran his tattooed hand down her cheek, tracing a line down her slender neck. It lightly slid past her shoulder to those splendid tits. Her massive tips were rock hard in the cold night air.

He gave one a hard tweak. He smiled widely as the young bitch winced in pain, but did not say a word even without her gag off.

She would train well.

The gangster trailed his finger down her taunt stomach.

Li suddenly grabbed her straw colored mane tightly with his fist. "Don't move, woman. I can hurt you very badly without scarring you."

The woman, a proud lawyer until the night before, looked at the rugged weathered face of Li. Her lips trembled, but her eyes told him that she would do anything she needed to.

Li's hard experienced hand continued downward. He coated his hand in oil, from a jar his henchman held. He slowly moved one hard finger between her legs.

His calloused finger slid into Nikki's helpless cunt-lips. She squirmed, and twisted in her bonds, trying to escape the intrusion. How could this be happening to her? She burned with anger and humiliation. But she did not speak.

Striking onward, he parted her, ramming inwards to her pussy wall. He moved his next finger. As he plowed his second finger into her, Nikki grimaced sharply in discomfort.

Li was pleased. Her cunt was tight, very tight. Pressing back, trying to push out his hard, intruding fingers. "Oh yes, I see why he took you. You will be very popular here.

He smiled to himself as he imagined her eagerly servicing the elite clients of the city. He imagined the young proud blonde on all fours, turning to offer her firm round ass to some fat corrupt politician.

Li thought of the undeserving pleasure those self-important bastards would be feeling as the cute 25 year old milked their half-limp cocks with her tight velvet glove. The assholes would pay through the nose to be with her.

Li knew the Stranger would demand more for her, but he knew he would make it back many times over when he auctioned her off in the city.

It was a going to be a good night after all.

End of Chapter One