My phoned pinged, I looked at the content from Mister Singh which was a reply to the icon I had sent of Margaret passed out and raw in bed against me.

Yes, she will do perfectly, bring her it said.

I smiled and fondled my balls…another near pay day and holiday is on its way I thought and nudged Margaret awake.

"You want a holiday lover"I asked kissing her on the lips.

It was not too hard persuading her. I had told her that the vacation to Thailand was already arranged and I was supposed to be going with a fellow, but he had to back out at the finally arcminute due to illness. So a free ticket was prepare for her and accommodation sorted. All she needed was her passport and toothbrush I said, and we would buy what we needed clothes Isaac Mayer Wise when over there.

After we fucked again, where I was particularly effectionate, she agreed to go with me.

We landed at Phucket outside airport and caught a cab.

We arrived at our destination and Margaret gave a startled expression.

"Oh misled you slightly Margaret"I said smiling."this place belongs to a Quaker of mine, we will be staying here. You will care it ”.

We got out of the cab and I led her by the arm to the entrance that had steel railed Gates. I pulled the bell and waited, while Margaret looking at the highschool Andrew Dickson White walls that surrounded the property.

"It, s overnice and buck private here"I said conversationally as two Siamese girls in their lately teens dressed in flannel great Tshirts going down to their mid thigh appeared at the entrance.

One unlocked the heavy gate as the other greeted us with"Sawadee ”.

I responded with"Sawadee"as we entered the property.

They ushered myself and Margaret to the room access of the villa.

"These are Hom and Gamon"I said to Margaret as we entered the cool chief entrance from the scorching heat of the outside.

Hom spoke to me."Mister Singh would like to speak with you ”.

"mulct ”. I turned to Margaret.

"Gamon will you take my champion to her room so she can own a shower and freshen up up as I see Mister Singh ?"

Margaret spoke"I will come with you Vernon"

"Go and freshen up Margaret"I told her gently and smiling"I will introduce you to Mister Singh once you have had a shower. I will only be a few minutes"

Gamon gently started to go Margaret to her room as I went with Hom.

I entered Mister Singh, s study.

The Red Indian business man sat behind a mahogany desk wearing a pale blue caftan over his bombastic hairy obese body, his balding scalp glistened with sweat from the humidity.

"She here"He asked.

"Yes"She is in her room now.

"ten thousand British pound each when I am slaked, now go"he said terminating the interview.

I went to my room, showered and put on a yoke of snug red speedo, s that showed off my cock schema beneath the fabric. Then gathered my earphone and the other belongings I had brought putting them in my holdhall and left the room handing the bag to Gamon.

I approached the door of my travelling fellow traveller. Hom unlocked it and I entered, and she again locked it.

Margaret was standing there with just a towel around her.

"What the fuck is happening here Vernon ”. She shouted in anger,

"I came out of the exhibitioner and all my things are gone, phone, passport, clothes everything"

I held her shoulders.

"Calm down Margaret, tranquillize down…sit down and I will explicate everything"

"Explain what you bastard"she spat.

"Just sit down and I will explain ”.

The choler was still there, but she reluctantly sat on the bed.

I sat succeeding to her and started to explain.

"Margaret brass it, you are out of work and can not get a job because of your theft sentence. Your living on the breadline in a smelly drug hinge upon arena. Girl you haven't got a life, just a low existance… your life is just going nowhere. But I have now given you a way out, you can begin a new life story in a different component of the Country…but for thatyou will take money for ……Ten thousand pounding will give you that new start Margaret. Think about it…a new aliveness ”.

"How Vernon how fucking how…and what does that have to do with this…and you"she gestured at the shut away door.

I took a deep breathe and continued.

"I earn my bread and butter supplying sex Margaret….usually women pay for my fellowship, but what they are really buying is sex…to be fucked. And I oblige for a price.

But I also have a few other client who have different, more extreme point tastes….and these client, Mister Singh included pay very very well to have their needs satisfied."

I looked at Margaret.

"Mr. Singh is paying you ten thousand pounds to amuse him while we are here and that will give you that new life Margaret ”.

Margaret looked directly at me.

"piece of tail that…no I am leaving now"

I sighed and slowly nodded my head.

"Sorry Margaret that is not going to happen. We are here now for Mister Singhs amusement. It is Mr Singh who will give up you and I to go when he decides."

She stood."shag that I want to leave now"

"Margaret, the reason we are getting ten grand piano each is that he has bought us completely while we are here…he has bought us Margaret….you no longer belong to yourself…you belong…you are owned by Mister Singh….just as me. That is the price"

"I did not accord to the deal"she shouted.

"I know"I replied."I did…and you are going to end up ten grand richer….then go and start a new life, but the deal is done, it, s concluding"

I continued.

"And Margaret…….he likes citizenry who are not felicitous with the arrangement. He gets off on turning them to his will ”.

I stood.

"There is a bikini on the bed for you. Put it on and add up down to the pool in five minutes to meet our host."

"And Gamon and Hom have orders to control you are wearing it or they will drag you down nude. take it easygoing on yourself Margaret ”.

I was in the kitty when Margaret appeared followed by Gamon and Hom. She was wearing the bikini supplied, or what there was of it. It was White person in colour, and if it was intermediate size then it would barely of covered her reserve. As it was the size of it was belittled, and so the thong bottom lacked sufficient material to wrap up her pubes completely. So about a inch of her cut back triangle showed above the material, and the taughtness of the strings pulling on the material to keep the thong in topographic point also traced the outline of her femine slit.

Similarly the little bra loving cup were outmatched by the size of the breast they were trying to contain, enhancing Margarets cleavage in the appendage as the bra string straps strained to the weight and sizing of her tits, and the thin stuff indented by her nipples.

I quickly climbed out of the pool and moved to her reaching out my arm to comfort her, she knocked it aside, continuing towards the mesa where Mr Singh sat.

"I want to leave now"Margaret demanded to her host.

Mister Singhs saying had not changed from when she appeared in the bikini. The lecherous smile remained as she made her demand.

"The swimsuit looks perfect on you Margaret…let me see more..turn around please ”.

Margaret stood, not complying to his request and reiterated.

"Mister Singh I said I want to provide now, I demand that you let me go or else this is kidnapping ”.

Singh ignored the statement and gestured to Gamon and Hom who grabbed Margarets subdivision and physically turned her around so their master could see her from the back.

He took in her defenseless back with just a taught bra string digging into her cutis and down to the thin pear shaped hips and dimpled buttock, s and the flip-flop string disappearing between her arse crevice.

He signalled again and the lady friend turned Margaret full cicle so he could see all of her.

"Vernon as done well….usually he brings younger than you….I like he brings a old woman ”.

organism called old fair sex caused a bit irritation to Margaret even though she wanted escape from this.

She struggled to release herself from the grip and Singh spoke in Central Thai to the girls and they bustled her to the pond and pushed her in.

I watched as her hit the piss and frantically started thrashing about and realised she could not swim so ran over and dived in after her.

I got to her and brought her to the side and then using my hand on her defenseless buttocks, pushed her up onto the pool edge before following myself.

"Bring her back here"Mr Singh called.

I obeyed and lifted the now coughing Margaret to her feet and with my arm round her waist started guiding her back.

The almost bursting tiny bikini top, transparent now from the water showed off her dark areolas and now even more striking mamilla behind the stretched material, and the tiny thong, from struggling in the water now only covering her rightfulness puffy labia major as the eternal sleep of the fabric had gone in along her cunt snatch exposing her trimmed left pubic get across labias.

I got her in front of Singh and he smiled looking at her now dishevelled appearance and her lachrymose facial expression with beads of mascara streaked down her cheeks.

"I do echo again, the swimsuit courting you Margaret ”. He laughed"And you seem to agree"he said indicating me and my now hard cock bent towards my hip beneath the close wet speedos.

"I want you to tell me…..which do you find most attractive"he asked Margaret as she started regaining some calmness, and gestured Gamon and Hom.

They moved to his side and both took off their T shirts revealing their braless bosom. Gamons more roundly pert and Homs minor but with larger mamilla and both wore melanise panties.

Margarets eyes widened, not from the toplessness but the obvious thin gibbosity in Gamons panties.

Singh gestured again and Hom took off her panties revealing her shaved cunt.

Then Gamon set to take her panties then stood showing her flaccid shaft and saggy ball sac.

Margaret shock was evident from her facial expression, She was looking at Gamon. Face of an attractive Tai girlfriend, knocker of an attractive thai girl, the liquid consistence of an attractive thai girl, but a mans putz and balls.

Singh laughed.

"Well who do you prefer……you like pussy…or you like cock….or you like both"?.

To be continued .