Pakistani Asma Nasir Ch. 02

Samreen looked down from the mezzanine floor to the large Victoria University function room below. She was 20, a Pakistani refugee attending Victoria University under a Government initiative to help marginalised new refugee arrivals become part of Australia. Last year she had studied Accounting but this year she had transferred to study Social Sciences, specifically Ancient Beliefs and Traditions of the World.

There is one further point to mention. The 5ft 4, 120-pound University student was stark naked apart from her high heels, and with one hand she held binoculars studying the proceedings below while her other hand idly attended to the needs of her swollen large clit. She gave a groan as another orgasm shot though her body; a body that was closer to that of a rounded Indian rather than that of her 42-year-old mother Asma. Samreen and her father were solid and soft bodied while Asma was taller, thinner, more toned and her body shape and face reminded an observer of Pakistan's first female prime minister, Benazir Bhutto. Samreen had long black hair, thicker and, with more body than say most Asian or Vietnamese women's silky stands, and, unchanged since her life in Lahore 4 years ago, she still retained her love of chicken kahari with fresh coriander.

As she continued to fondle her oversized clit she focussed the binoculars on Zhi Deng sitting at one of the tables. The 41-year-old Chinese woman, who worked in the Administration department of the prestigious Melbourne University was, not only Prime Alpha of MUSP (the Melbourne Sexual Perversions Club) at Victoria's oldest University, but "The Leader". She had defeated all the Prime Alphas from the other 6 institutions in the last 3 biannual sex tournaments and was in the 7th year of her reign as "The Leader" of all clubs. Samreen's binoculars zoomed in on the symbol of her position; the 3 gemstones hanging from separate chains in her right ear: diamond, ruby and emerald. She couldn't see the tringle of 3 tattooed dots on her hand with its apex pointing to her fingers which signified she was a member of the MUSP as they were obscured by the Prime Beta of the club sitting beside her. As a Prime she wore a Prime's entitlement: a diamond ear stud in her left ear.

All members of the various University sex clubs had 3 dot tattoos, but differing patterns determined which University. For example, Samreen had 3 dots running horizontally which showed she was from Victoria University. Monash, Victoria's second University had an inverted triangle. Latrobe, a triangle pointing to the left, RMIT the reverse, Swinburne a vertical array whilst Deakin's was diagonal. Membership was for life and just like the Freemasons had done worldwide for years, it provided the contacts that gave promotion, insider business knowledge, police protection and political clout in a life after University.

Within each club the organisation was the same. All university entrants and new staff completed a psych profile. What they did not know was that it also secretly identified potential members. Those identified received an invitation, performed the brutal and prolonged initiation ceremony and were graded as a slave or trainee. Trainees were tattooed as members and received a plain gold stud while slaves were branded and used in orgies and private parties with the chance to retest in a year's time. After passing the tests as a Trainee the member progressed to Regular (Topaz), to Veteran (Sapphire), then Advanced (Emerald), then Elite (Ruby), and finally to one of 12 Primes in each club. Samreen's emerald stud proclaimed she was an Advanced and no one at the Victoria University club, the VUX3B, had ever done that in one year. The club name came from their initiation where, while bound to a bondage type cross the prospective member had to suck and be fucked by males, females and a sybian machine. The X for the cross, the 3 for who or what fucked them and the B for bondage.

Her gaze returned to the stage in the centre of the 7 tables, 1 from each institution. Two naked Sudanese men were locked up in a wrestling contest; one was about 19, the other about 30. Both were tired but still giving 100%. It was no surprise that they were performing as this year the meal and entertainment were provided by Victoria University. With their low entry mark score and refugee entrance handouts, Victoria University may have been low on the academic University rankings, but no other University could match the quality and quantity of their black meat due to the high number of Sudanese refugees. And this match was no exhibition; it was to determine the University Swordsman.

Garang, the 31-year-old, was the present champion, while Bigoa 11 years younger was challenging him for the title. It had been a long, brutal battle and both had managed to mount, control and drill their cock into the other's arse and cum. The next successful arse rape would decide the winner. As she watched Garang managed to sweep Bigoa's legs from under him, take him to the floor, mount him and apply a one-armed sleeper to the younger Sudanese. His other hand pried open Bigoa's arse ready to deliver the coup de gras. But he wasn't as young as he once was, and his cock was only semi hard. It bent as he tried to force it in the cum filled anal channel. It gave Bigoa his chance. As Garang kept him pinned and tried to drag a second errection into his cock Bigoa reached a long arm back and managed to get a full squirrel grip on Garang's nuts. He squeezed the balls in his hand viciously. Garang screamed in pain and the contest was as good as over.

Samreem watched Bigoa take his time and humiliate as well as defeat Garang and claim the title. Controlling the older man with his vice like squirrel grip he masturbated his thick 10-inch black snake in front of the kneeling Garang before shooting a load into the soon to be ex champion's face. Then he proudly fisted it hard for the third time, bent Garang over the wooden sex horse and drove his spear into the presented arse hole. He took his time roughly raping Garang's arse before releasing his third and last load of the contest into Garang's arse. Samreem was ecstatic as Bigoa was one of her personal small group. One of those who swore loyalty to the VUX3B, then the New Order, and then most importantly to Samreen, not the leader of the New Order, the Sudanese Alpha Beta and number 2 at Victoria University, Makur.

Samreen had observed and felt there was a changing of the guard about to occur within the club with the Sudanese led by the Prime Beta, Makur who was second only to the Romanian born chancellor Marija Poposky, VUX3B's current Prime Alpha, taking control of the club from Marija's True Believers and Makur becoming Prime Alpha. She had allied herself with them and not only caught the eye of Makur but become her lover and protégé. Following Makur's instructions she had seduced Makur's daughter, Nyadol, into a lesbian relationship. Samreen was bi so she enjoyed playing this role.

Taken completely into Makur's confidence, she found the South Sudanese woman was a witch doctor. Laugh you may, but consider Haiti, where the former slaves have kept their traditional beliefs. There, rituals, and natural, plant-based drugs created by witchdoctors produce such things as zombie states which current medical knowledge says shouldn't occur. Samreen had found the unattractive, heavily built, short haired, big-arsed Sudanese had an insatiable sex drive and their sexual unions ended with the Sudanese woman craving more and Samreen semi-conscious unable to continue. Yet Makur had been pleased saying no one else could last as long or make her cum as strong.

Makur introduced Samreen to rituals such as eating foetuses which she obtained from research departments at Melbourne University and the regular eating of her daughter during her period and having Samreen eat and drink concoctions Makur prepared naked under the full moon while Samreen ate her. Samreem went along at first because she didn't want to lose Makur's patronage, but over time she became a believer as she found her sex drive and endurance increase and that both her nipples and clit become larger. Samreen had weighed everything up, considered all the pros and cons. She had made her choice. She was totally committed to being part of Makur's New Order and being a major role player in ousting Marija's True Believers. Then the rewards would come.

Just as politicians always lie, and taxes never go down, Samreen knew one other truth. She would become Alpha Prime of VUX3B and then "The Leader" of all 7 Universities. She was making plans. Makur, with her help, would become Prime Alpha but shortly after Samreen would challenge her and replace her. Every time she and Makur tribbed, fingered, used a strap on or whatever she was learning, discovering the Sudanese woman's strengths and weaknesses. She was already recruiting her own cadre devoted only to her and her new course of studies, Ancient Beliefs and Traditions of the World, allowed her access to ancient texts and knowledge out of the reach of the general public. She was ready.

With the swordfight finished, the Primes were being entertained with a display of bondage. Marija Poposky, VUX3B's current Prime Alpha was Romanian, the European country that had been most isolated since mediaeval times and the home of Dracula (both the real sadistic count of the 15th century and the setting of the legend created in the 1897 novel). Apart from their supply of black meat this cultural interest in bondage was another area where, along with the Japanese influence at Monash, Victoria University was leader.

But it was time. Samreen was the next act for the audience, the grand finale of the night before the Primes discussed Inter University business. She took a huge dong and slowly worked it into her cunt, wincing as it widened her fuck chute. She flinched as the bee venom in the brew Makur had prepared and which now covered the dong reacted with her inner cunt flesh, but she persevered knowing it would help her in a short time take a sybian machine cock in front of the Primes by dilating her fuck channel. Soon it had reduced to a warm heat that had her horny and frigging her love bud like crazy. She gave a long low growl and squirted her cum at least 2 meters. It had taken 2 years mixing with non Pakistani students at school and one year at University as a member of the VUX3B club but now her life revolved around sex, and her goal in life was to be "The Leader". She was no longer bound by her strict Muslim traditions and customs.

She crossed the small ladderway to the glass cage suspended 30 meters above the massive performance room and it started its slow descent to the stage below. Each of the 7 tables seated the 12 Primes from one University. All were naked and were eating the final course of the banquet. Beneath the starched linen table clothes, expensive plates and silverware knelt VUX3B Slaves, or male or female Trainees, administering fellatio and cunnilingus on the Primes as they tasted the exquisite deserts. Great trays of food brought by naked Regulars had been spread before them giving a huge variety to select from.

Some with their tools or cunts being fingered or eaten so enthusiastically and professionally were struggling to eat. Others had an arm around the slender female or muscular male waist standing beside them so that their free hand could play with a firm, full breast or reach to a cunt, or play with a tool; whatever they desired, as below the table, they were sucked with their cock taken deeply into a throat while hands cupped and milked their balls, or were eaten by tongues devouring their slits as fingers toyed with their clits.

A groan echoed round the hall as the round, tight, sucking lips of a slave churned someone's balls into a vat of boiling sperm. The delicious morsels of food being fed into his mouth by a second slave were titillating bites from heaven, teasing his palate with every swallowed mouthful. Unconsciously, he squeezed the small hard-nippled breast in his hand until she winced in smiling pain.

In the descending glass cubicle Samreen could distinguish the individual University tables. Melbourne with its higher entrance score had a few western wealthy ex private school males, part of the Establishment where a name like Smyth-Forthingham carried more weight than money. It gave the club entrance into a small, rarefied circle of historical power and influence. The other 8 at the table were high achieving Vietnamese and overseas Chinese, sure to progress rapidly in their chosen fields, especially with club help.

Monash, the second University of choice had the top Government schooled Westerners and Vietnamese and overseas Chinese, but also the overseas Japanese and Korean students. Less traditional than Melbourne University they provided leaders in new technology and thinking. RMIT and Swinburne were male dominated by Indians and Indonesians respectively. The first a waste because the land that wrote the Karma Sutra placed little value on women's opinions. However, they provided the bureaucratic upper levels in Government departments that tidied up the details after decisions were made by club members at higher levels. The Indonesian playboys at least provided the corruption necessary to hide the club's money overseas and their "escorts" provided some diversion for club members. The gay Latrobe and the low entry score westerners at Deakin tables were also easily distinguished. Both Latrobe and Deakin provided many future political connections as most were first employed by and then became politicians or high ranking public servants. Finally, there was the Sudanese contingent and other cultural minorities table identifying Victoria University, whose contribution to all clubs lucrative activities was predominately criminal muscle.

The cage continued its slow descent to her appointment with a robotic sybian machine. It was almost futuristic and a result of Monash Universitiy's relationship with the Tokyo Institute of Technology. The machine was a robotic creation from the department which liaised with industry to produce the latest in automated production lines. It somewhat resembled a life sized donkey complete with a face that come from Shrek's companion. It may have looked cartoonish but inside it had the latest and best technology from Japan and Australia.

As the cage neared the stage Samreen reflected on her future. She had switched to her new course as she had become convinced by her association with Makur, who claimed to be an African witchdoctor, in the power of black magic, of sex magic. Every culture had their myths, from the Celts in Britain and France, the Egyptians, primitive Eastern European countries, the ghosts and ancient legends of Asia; the lists went on. Even as late as the early 20th century Aleister Crowley was dabbing in modern sex Magik (not magic). After flashing her tattoos to the University librarian, she had gained access to books and documents not available to other students or even non club member staff. Samreen had become convinced that there was truth in all the legends but over time they had become watered down so that Makur's African witchcraft now contained some but not all of the old truths. Each branch had some, but lacked all of the truths. She would combine them all.

At first her plan had been to enslave Makur after defeating her and use her as her personal witch doctor, but now she was intending to fuck her to death and via a sex ceremony gain Makur's exceptional sex drive for herself. She would learn how this could be done from the ritual that she and Makur would have performed on her mother, Asma. Thanks to an interfering Vietnamese bitch that wouldn't occur now, but she was now going to target her elder sister instead. In order to learn Makur's secrets, and not rely on her in the future she was learning Dinka, the language of the South Sudanese. Then there were the others. The Romanian Prime Alpha at Victoria University for example. Her research had led her to the Polish Romanian connection. Myths still carried on today in the form of the novel series The Witcher Stories written by Andrzej Sapkowski which later became a huge video game and even a TV series. Her research had led her to believe the vampire Dracula drinking blood legend may in fact involve eating flesh.

Her descent had been noticed by more and more of the Primes as she neared the floor. By the time the glass cubicle reached the floor most were aware the final event was about to begin. The workers who had covered the polished boards with tarpaulins and then covered that with sand had left. The engineers walked away from the finished steampunk looking metal contraption they had erected. There was a moment's pause, then a loud recorded braying as the large, Monash University robotic constructed, grey donkey was led in. The entirety of the watching crowd stopped their eating and concentrated on what was to unfold. Most, though not all, restrained the slaves doing their work under the table.

The Victoria University Prime Alpha Marija left her table and approached Samreen who was now being strapped in doggy style to one side of the assembled set up. A tank on wheels was bought out. Marija unreeled a long hose from the cart, which was connected to the tank. In the top of the oval metal tank was a funnel, and out of the back at the bottom snaked a thick rubber hose and ended in a tapered, ridged nozzle.

"First we are going to clean that cunt of yours, Samreen," she said quite pleasantly, considering what lay ahead for the Pakistani. Samreen's arse cheeks were held wide, exposing the pussy below while Marija inserted the large nozzle into her waiting slit. Samreen flinched as the wide, cold spigot was forced in and then ground deeper. She jolted and jerked as it was force fed deep into her waiting pussy hole. Marija went to the cart and smiling adjusted a knob there. She started the flow and increased the flow from a slow trickle. Samreen gasped and jolted as the fluid hit her insides.

"2 litres of warm piss should do the job," the Prime Alpha said.

As on cue a Japanese female student, Fukada Ito from Monash, hit a key on her laptop and the robot donkey brayed as another female student Rei Satori attended to the secondary controls. It was not too bad at first. Samreen felt the liquid slowly filling her pussy, but soon the cramping began, and her cunt wanted to explode. Yet still more liquid was hosed into her, forcing her stomach to distend beneath the beam she was attached to. She trembled and shook as the last of collected donkey piss filled her.

"It will help stretch you so it can get his cock into you," the aroused Prime Alpha said.

When Marija went behind her and slowly removed the nozzle the audience watched as Samreen's slit lips clutched in vain at the withdrawing nozzle. All had Ipads which could show close ups from different angles of what was happening via the closed circuit wifi feed. The Victoria University Prime Alpha pushed it in and out a few times as she played with Samreen's clit, smiling as Samreen squirmed. Then she yanked it out. Piss squirted a good 2 feet out of her cunt before a Trainee held a bucket under her as the rest of the urine spurted out, filling the bucket.

The next step in the script was for the donkey to be brought to Samreen and she would give it a handjob and blow it. There must have been a last minute change of plans because The Leader, Zhi Deng, the naked Chinese Prime Alpha of Melbourne University sashayed from her table to the donkey. The naked Chinese sank to her knees beside the grey machine's flank. It stood still, its haunches quivering as the main programmer, Ai Kawana manipulated her laptop and went to work. Ai was a transferee from Tokyo Institute of Technology and before coming to Melbourne had also performed regularly as a JAV actress. She was easily Monash University number one man pleaser. Although not in the 2004 world record holder Lisa Sparks 919 men in 12 hours, or the previous record of 759 class, she had taken 420 in 12 hours and claimed it would have been higher if there had been more men ready..