XYZ Comes Again Pt 5

B y Senor Rojo

The story thus far: Xian Yao Zhang, a 'foreign exchange student' and card-carrying Communist from the PRC is in an dominant-abusive relationship with a 'gwailao' named Ben. Ben decides to change her attitude using Chinese medicine and some basic psychological conditioning. In parts 1 and 2, the conditioning begins -- in part 3 and 4 XYZ travels down the road to sexual mania with the help of her 'white demon' boyfriend, Ben, who has left her in her own bed, a prisoner of her own desires by the end of the chapter...

Part 5

In the morning, Ben returned to the apartment at 6, just as the sun was coming up. Entering into her apartment with his key, he made a beeline for her bedroom. Sure enough, the covers were unruffled from the previous night; she was peacefully asleep on her back as he had (more or less) left her.

Carefully, he lifted the covers, and gently pulled down her panties, removing the inert vibrator. Replacing the covers, he then turned his attention to the Walkman, removing the beads from ears as well as the looped tape. The batteries in the Walkman had run out as well.... His work (for now) done, he shut the door to her room, and took the sofa for the next few hours.... He kissed her brow four hours later, and she woke; arms around him smothering him into herself, tears in her eyes. He kissed her back, brushing her hair; caressing her face. He kissed the wetness around her eyes as she shuddered. Neither spoke for a long time, as he kissed her ears, throat, and shoulders. Her hands ran up and down his back, clenching and shaking in her uncertainty as he pulled the covers down; kissing around her breasts. Her breath came sharply as his hand, missing her breasts moved down to her belly, and behind cupping the small of her back.

Her hands came up; running through his hair, pulling him in...as he darted out his tongue to her nipples and teased them. His hand moved to her black triangle as one finger sunk into her precious mound. "Aaaaaayah." She tried to contain herself...

"Shut UP!" he hissed. "It's still early morning, and your neighbors will hear us. Your 'friends' will tell your government, and we will get in real trouble." Ben mused, this was the story that she always fed him. Let's see if it will fly in the opposite direction...

She stared at him with that perpetual frown that she always did, but her eyes burned in shame, tears streaming down. "Okay, I'm sorry. I was just thinking of you." He wiped the tears away, kissing her. "Here, I have a surprise for you -- you might make some noise, so put this pillow over your face."

"N-no...." She began to shake like the child inside of her, fearful of what was next.

He kissed her. "I am never going to smother or strangle you again, even if you want it. I don't know why you like that, but it is not right." He handed her the pillow. "You misunderstand. *You* are going the hold the pillow over your face to muffle the sound."

He kissed her one last time before she laid back, unconsciously opening herself to him fully. Then, Ben silently took the bottle of Leopard Oil from the dresser, and squirted some of the oil on his dick, kneading it in. He knew that with the pillow over her head she could not smell it. Then, blood coursing into his groin, he went to her.

His hands played with her nipples as she tightened her grip on the pillow, crushing it into her face, moaning. His tongue teased her mound, as the heat from it coursed into her belly. She began to shudder as her body became a force not her own. He could hear her rasping through the pillow... "Mmmmph!!"

"Mmmmph!!"

"Mmmmph!!"

Damn, that medicine HURTS, he thought, but soon the pain passed as an icy coolness pervaded his lower area, not just the groin but his legs; everything tingled. He stared down at his member, purple, and bigger than he had ever seen it before. He could not feel the normal sensation of air on its tip....but....

He brought his face close to her ear, licking and nipping it as she shuddered and he said, "Little Morning Bird, I am going to stick my male rod into you, and you will come again, and again...." She screamed into the pillow as he pushed his overly engorged, burning member into her mound. Normally she was not very tight, but not this time.

She screamed again, mercifully muffled by the pillow as he brought her ankles up into the air, working the stubborn member into her wetness. With one last push his bone slapped her mound as she shuddered, screaming her first orgasm into the pillow. He swore that he could see a wet spot forming where her mouth should be... her legs wrapped around him, drawing him in as he pushed her mound towards her breasts and started pounding her incessantly from above. "Mmmmph!!" "Mmm......mmmph!!"

"Mmm......mmmph!!" "Mmm......mmmph!!" "Mmm......mmmph!!"

"Mmm......mmmph!!"

"Mmm......mmmph!!"

She screamed again and then hissed into the pillow, rasping. He uncovered her, though she resisted at first, her face pristine; the pillow soaked with saliva and sweat.

"You burned me with the medicine, didn't you? Her eyes burned with shame and accusation.

"Yess..... but you enjoyed it -- coming again and again, eh?"

"Yes, you gwailao! I did! I am dirty! Because...of....YOU!"

Yes, my little morning bird, you are dirty, like everyone else on this Earth. You like sex, you like men, and you like my DICK..." he thrusted into her to make the point, as she moaned.

"IN..."

"YOUR..." [THRUST]

"Pussy..!" [*THRUST*] She managed to cover her face with the sopping wet pillow as she screamed again; another orgasm ripping through her body.

"Now I have another surprise. You are going to do something for me...."

She looked at him, perplexed.

"Get on top, but point your butt at me." She did so, uncertain of what was next... And stiffened as her bud was assailed by his tongue.

"Ayah! That is dirty! Aya-" *SLAP*

"No more arguments from you! If you want to come again, do as I SAY." He hissed, emphasizing the keywords.

She squirmed at the burning shame of the slap, waves of warmth shooting to her belly, mouth open, kissing his hardening penis. It found its own way into her mouth, thrusting into her tongue and throat. She shuddered, another wave overcoming her senses as she took the member into her mouth and down her throat, tongue lolling as her cheeks sunk in.

She wanted to drink.

She wanted to drink him, sucking his milk that she had never tasted. She wanted the warmth from above as well as below; his tongue darting into her mound, making heat. Her instinctive moaning hummed, vibrating his dick as she swallowed him; Ben darted his tongue into her deeply as they both exploded into each other. She sucked him as he shuddered, losing control before collapsing under her.....

They slept, oblivious to the coming light of the day, and the noises of morning.

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Ben woke some hours later to the sound of the shower. Walking over to the door, he heard his Little Morning Bird moving within; the thrum of the shower massage. Quietly opening the door, he could hear her, mumbling in Chinese; see her through the opaque doors, unmoving in the corner of the shower, the outline of the massager in her hands. He smiled, stripping; opened the shower door to see-- Xian, her eyes closed, a strained look on her face, lips and tongue mouthing words he could not know. The massager head, between her legs, her nipples, dark brown nubs of hardness. Her voice, low and gasping, as if for air. He kissed her open mouth-

"Mmmmmph...! Ayah! You surprised me! What are you doing!?"

"Saying 'good morning'. You mean, you don't like it? You will..." his hand moved down, soaping her belly, running his fingers through her mound, building up a lather as she moaned. "Yeah, you will like this, my little morning bird. Turn around..." his fingers continued exploring her in and around her secret places as he whispered promises of what was to come in her ears, licking and biting in turn.

"Ahhh...Ayah!" as two soapy fingers went into her holes.

"Let's rinse off now. I'll dry you off," he said, stepping out of the shower.

Ayah! He does not want to please me this morning, she thought. Perhaps she had acted too dirty, had displeased him. Feh! Men are strange. Especially gwai men.

She followed him out, falling into the awaiting towel; he rubbed her down, crushing her breasts, moved down her backside, ending with her hair. He did a bad job drying her, on the whole. Unseen by her, he smirked at her damp, inviting form. "Get into the towel, and let's have some breakfast."

"What?! The neighbors!"

"Sssh!! You little fool!" He softened, playing her game, "I have thought of that. I also laid out your cloths for the day." He had picked out her black bra and panties, a pink blouse, and a pair of jeans that she desperately wanted to throw out; they were too tight.

"But before you get dressed, I have cereal waiting for you on the table." He turned towards her as she started to sit down at the table by the window. There was the table, with two bowls of cereal, and two glasses of ice tea-

Hands came up behind her, under the towel, cupping her heart-shaped buttocks, spreading them, forcing her belly down on the table. Her body jerked at this intrusion, trying to come up-

But his weight came down on her, his whispers in her ear; the jingle of glass on the table-

"...Come again..." Tea and milk sloshing around, spilling-

"We DON'T have time for this..." This gwailao! All he thought of was sex! Ayah! She was late! There was-

His tongue was in her ear- "Come again, little morning bird-"

The wetness began, making the area in between her legs slippery as he entered her from behind. She moaned as he speared her with quick, intense thrusts, one hand on her back pushing her down, a glass of tea spilling all over, ice sliding; her heat building in waves as hands pushed her hips together, crushing him into her tightness, the towel becoming unbearably hot- Ben grabbed one of the pieces of melted ice on the table, dribbling drops of water onto the towel before-

"Ayah!!" XYZ's being contracted into herself as iciness invaded her smaller pavilion.

"Ayah!!" His rod, unbearably large!

"Aya......ugh!!" She exploded as his last attack moved the table, spilling everything, his warm milk spilling deep into her-

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Some time later, they continued their breakfast, eating in silence despite the mess around them.

She sighed in frustration, the tightness of the jeans among other things rubbing her the wrong way. Her nipples were already hardening at the anticipation of the cold air outside. Why did the gwai pick these out? What was he thinking? Of sex, probably-

"You have to go off to class, love. I'll clean this up."

The gwai was right. Too late now. She actually had missed her first morning class, Accounting I. They finished breakfast in silence. She stared at him. Expectantly. Wanting-

"I'll lock up after you leave, and call you later." He looked at her eyes, downcast in disappointment under her still-damp lashes.

"Good bye." She tried to keep her voice toneless in her frustration, as she turned to go out the doorway and off to class. Why didn't he invite her to stay? She couldn't go out like this! His hands caressed her backside, moved up into the crack of her buttocks, sinking into the tightness of the denim, pushing her out the door. "So long, little morning bird-

-Oh, and come again."

She stiffened for the briefest instant at the warmth building within, and continued out the door. She fumed in embarrassment and shame; she hadn't thought to pack any extra panties today.

She heard the bolt on her door slide home. Inside, Ben noticed something was missing from the ornate box at her bedside.

He smirked.

Xian Yao Zhang continued to class.

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End of Ben and Xian's adventures for now.

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Note: This story is being posted in the alt.sex* hierarchy. I'm old enough to be here. Are you? If not, please read no further. Contains stuff that you're not ready for yet. If you are not of consenting age in your country, then you do not have the legal right to (a) read this or (b) be in this newsgroup.

Batteries not included.

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To everyone else: This is a semi-true story, based on my experiences and travels. The person named is fictitious, but may be based on fact. And yes, she was a b+++h for the three months that we went out. Just exorcising some demons; please go easy on me (or not). This is my first submission as an author.

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