ASIAN SLAVE

BY ANAL AL
liter3@earthlink.net

[ part 1 ]

"Now you wait inside the mall until you see me. And don't go home with Lisa again. Don't run off and leave Rebecca. She is your sister."

"Yes mom." Tiffany said. "Bye."

As Tiffany's mother watched her daughters, Tiffany and Rebecca, walked the fifty feet to the mall entrance. It was Sunday and as promised they were going to get to go to the mall. They had done all their chores and had managed to get through the week without getting grounded.

As usual, Tiffany went through the door and didn't wait for her little sister. As with most siblings, Tiffany didn't want to be seen with Rebecca, or Becky as she was often called. Their mother just shook her head and released the brake as she saw the door close.

"I don't care what mom says, you're still a pest!" Tiffany said as her twelve year old sister caught up to her.

"Am not!"

Tiffany responded by walking faster and darting through groups of people. Her customary haunt, the local mall was a fairly fixed environment where she could hang out with the rest of the local teenagers. She headed in the direction of the game room where Lisa was waiting.

Being fifteen, Tiffany still didn't have a drivers license and had to rely on her mother or her friends for transportation. Lisa, being sixteen, had a license and because of her parents financial position, a car.

After rounding the corner of the main hall she could see her goal, the gameroom. Upon arrival she did a quick reconnoiter and located her quarry. Lisa was in between two boys as usual, teasing. Although only a year older than Tiffany, Lisa was much more physically mature. A fact which was not lost on the local packs of testosterone.

"Hi Tiff!" Lisa greeted her friend.

"Hi." Tiffany responded, smiling, hoping to attract one of the boys. With barely an acknowledging glance they both returned their attention to Lisa. Tiffany sulked over and sat down on one of the benches next to them, Becky bouncing down beside her, unaware of the great social putdown that her sister had just suffered.

Lisa made up an excuse to the boys and grabbed Tiffany by the arm and headed for the restroom. With Becky at their heels the trio entered the women's room into a cloud of smoke. The occupants of the haze casting disdainful looks their direction.

"Tiff, look, I know your mom was pretty pissed at me last week, I just hope you didn't catch too much shit."

"Yeah, well, you know."

"Do I. After she called my mom I thought I had had it. But then nothing happened. Not until my dad got home. Then it was all over with. I couldn't sit down 'til Sunday." Lisa said.

"Did she smell the beer?" Tiff asked.

"Yep. Being out late wasn't the problem, as you guessed."

"You shouldn't be out late and you wouldn't get into trouble." Becky chimed in.

"Butt out." the two older girls said in unison.

"Ah Tiff ... Brandon asked if I would drive them over to Dusty's."

"No. Lisa, look I can't go."

"But ple-a-s-e." Lisa whined.

"Lisa! Lisa! Do you know just how much shit I would be in if we got caught there?"

"We won't go in, just wait in the car." Lisa pleaded.

"No, I can't."

"She can't." Becky parroted.

"You can come too." Lisa added.

"Lisa... I just can't. Besides, what do you think is going to happen if those two get a few beers in them. Never mind if they get busted." Tiffany said.

"Don't worry about it, if they get carded they just come back to the car. If they get arrested or something we just pretend we don't know them. We don't know them all that well anyway."

"You know what I mean. I've seen the way you are with Brandon. Besides, it looks to me like Matt is hot for you too. If you aren't careful they'll start a fight over you."

"I know, isn't it great!"

"No it isn't. You go on. Besides I'd just be baggage anyway."

"You don't understand Tiff, I want you to get Matt interested so that he'll lay off of me and let Brandon have some breathing room." Lisa said.

"Just great. He doesn't even know I exist."

"But you do think he's a hunk, right?"

"Well, yeah."

"So simple, you get in the back with him and Brandon rides in the front with me."

"I don't know. It sounds sort of risky."

"Don't worry. All you gotta do is kiss him a few times and let him feel you up some. They are all talk and no go. They haven't got the balls to do more than that. Give 'em a thrill." Lisa said. Tiffany nodded towards Becky. "She can ride up front with us."

Tiffany thought about it for few seconds. "Becky, if we go are you going to nark on us just as soon as we get back?"

Being recently elevated to being on the 'in' crowd Rebecca nodded negative.

"See, it's ok." Lisa said.

"Ok, but we're not going in." Tiffany said.

"Sure no problem." Lisa walked towards the door.

Once out into the game room the two boys were waiting by a pinball machine. Brandon in the midst of a winning streak.

"Let's go." Lisa said as she walked by. The three girls leading the two boys did a high five salute and fell into step.

Once outside the group went straight to Lisa's car where she pointed out the seating arrangements. The group chatted and listened to loud rock-n-roll on the way to Dusty's, the favorite club of under age teens. In another county the club seldom checked id. Charging nearly twice as much for beer they did a brisk business with underage kids willing to pay for the privilege.

Not that Brandon and Matt weren't ready, each having a fake driver's license attesting to the fact that they were really nineteen rather than their obvious age of seventeen. Not having a car themselves they had to rely on friends to get a ride to Dusty's since it was some thirty miles outside of town.

Upon arrival, at dusk, the two boys promised no more than thirty minutes inside while the three girls waited in the car. Once the boys were out of earshot the girls proceeded to gossip. After discussing the various tongue techniques the covered the topic of groping. Becky, being only twelve, and therefore uninteresting to boys was taking it all in.

Nearly an hour had gone by and Tiffany began to check her watch. Becky too was fidgety. Lisa, cool and collected, was kicked back smoking a cigarette.

"Relax, they probably are just sucking down a few extra while they have the chance."

"But they'll be more rowdy and I really don't want to..." Tiffany said, nodding towards Becky, who was oblivious to the conversation, intent instead on the security guard watching them.

"Don't worry about it. If they drink enough to get the nerve up they can't anyway. A drunk guy can't get it up." Lisa said, the voice of experience.

"But they can sure try. Besides that it's getting late and we need to be back at the mall. My mom was supposed to pick us up at nine."

"It's just eight, have you back in plenty of time. Look, just give them until 8:15 if they aren't out we'll leave." Lisa said, blowing a smoke ring into the air.

"Well, I guess. But won't they be pissed?" Tiffany asked, referring to Brandon and Matt.

"Maybe. Then again, they've been in there long enough that they may not remember how they are supposed to get home."

The time passed slowly. As the clock turned to 8:15 on the dashboard clock Lisa flicked her cigarette out the window and started up the car. "As promised."

"Thanks." Lisa responded.

The girls rode in silence on the dirt road back to the main highway. Several minutes after turning southbound back into town the red warning light came on. "Shit!" Lisa exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Tiffany said, the edge of worry in her voice.

"I don't know." Lisa said, trying to make sense of the warning light.

"It's says TEMPERATURE" Tiffany read off.

"Well, it's still going. Let's just hope it makes it into town. We'll be in the city limits in another mile." Lisa said, ever hopeful.

"Lisa, look at your water temperature gauge. It's all the way to the right. That means it's running hot. If you don't stop you'll burn up the motor." Tiffany said, having had a few lessons from her dad.

"Yeah I know. But I really don't want to stop out here. I mean look around, do you see a phone?" Lisa asked with a wide sweeping gesture.

The stretch of highway they were on was desolate. Being in the middle of farming country most of what was around was fields. Most of that, was planted in corn, ready to harvest.

They passed the city limit sign. Soon thereafter wisps of steam began to issue forth from beneath the hood of the car. Lisa held it at a steady speed, concern beginning to show in her face. The outskirt businesses of town were some seven miles further ahead.

"It's beginning to burn up." Tiffany commented.

"I know it dammit!"

Two miles further the engine began to knock and lose power. Lisa responded by pushing the accelerator harder. A quarter mile later the engine seized up. They coasted for another quarter mile and Lisa eased the car over to the shoulder of the road.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" the driver exclaimed, beating on the steering wheel.

"Now what?" Tiffany asked.

Lisa got out and slammed the door, not even bothering to take her keys out of the ignition. Tiffany watched as her friend looked around and then started walking towards town.

"Tiffany." Becky whined, fear apparent in her voice.

"We can either stay here or walk with her." Tiffany said, unsure of what to do.

"I don't want to spend the night out here." Becky said.

"Well I can run a mile in about seven minutes. We are less than five miles away. But I can't keep that up for five miles. Still.... I should be able to do it in about an hour. But I don't know if you and Lisa could keep up." Tiffany said.

"Let's go, I don't want to stay here alone." Becky said.

"Well, I don't really feel like walking either." Tiffany said.

"We're going to get in trouble." Becky said.

"I know." her sister confirmed.

Watching as Lisa went out of sight in the darkness, Tiffany decided to follow. "Come on."

The two sisters got out of the car, carrying their purses and Lisa's. Tiffany called out to Lisa in the darkness. Looking around she didn't see the headlights from any cars in either direction.

Being a full moon but with partial cloud cover there was sufficient light to walk by once their eyes adjusted to the darkness. They walked for nearly fifteen minutes, at a brisk pace, before catching up to Lisa.

"Lisa, that's not very nice to go off and leave us." Becky said.

"Shut up."

"She's right, you are being bitch again." Tiffany confirmed.

"I don't want to hear it."

The three girls walked in silence for nearly half an hour before the first car came by. It approached from behind. Lisa turned to try and flag it down. The car sped on by, not even slowing down for the trio.

Twenty minutes later a pair of headlights approached from a vehicle leaving town.

"Are you going to try and get their attention." Tiffany asked Lisa. She was fully aware that all three girls were dressed in dark clothing and therefore nearly invisible in the darkness of the Iowa night.

"They're going the wrong way." Lisa said, never breaking pace.

Becky watched as the vehicle passed by, and noted that it was a van. She turned around as it passed to see if any cars were approaching from behind in the distance. In the darkness they were in and the flatness of the land they could easily see for close to ten miles. A half a mile back Becky saw the brake lights come on.

"Guys. They are stopping." Rebecca said.

The other two girls turned around and watched as the van turned around in the middle of the four lane road.

"Looks like they are coming back." Lisa said.

"Sure does." Tiffany added.

They three girls watched as the headlights bobbed as the van returned to the road surface after letting one tire slip off of the pavement. It approached them for a few seconds then the headlights dipped down as the driver applied the brake.

"Looks like we won't have to walk after all." Lisa said and waved to the van.

The three girls stood and waited as the van pulled up alongside of them. Tiffany had a sinking feeling as she saw the passenger get out and the side door of the van slide open. The man in the front was in his mid thirties and had a full beard. He was wearing a T-shirt, jeans and sandals. The shirt was stretched taught to cover his beer-belly. Out of the side door two more men, of similar attire got out.

Tiffany, turned to the right, towards town and started to walk away. Then the driver, coming around the front cut her off. In a flash and with much screeching the two men from the back had grabbed Rebecca and were dragging her into the van. The man in the front had his arms around Lisa who had started to scream also. Tiffany saw the horrible face of the driver just before he slugged her unconscious.