Perverts 'R' Us

Broken Promises - Part 3

By Loki925* ( M+/g+, nc )

On a ship at sea three weeks out of Hong Kong:

Li Sang, his wife Sing, his daughter Jade, and one hundred other people were stuffed into a cargo container. The only light there was filtered in through the small overhead vent. There was little water or food and the container reeked from the single overflowing bucket of human waste.

All the families had paid for this trip; a journey that they all hoped would lead to freedom. But little did they know they had purchased little more than slavery.

Conditions in the container were harsh. The food and water had run out yesterday. Everyone was hungry and thirsty and a few of the older passengers could not hold out much longer. Still there was great anticipation among the people who occupied the cargo container. The ship would dock later tonight and all of them would be able to eat and drink, and take their first steps in the land of great promise.

Somewhere in Beverly Hills in a large greenhouse Mr. John Lee tended to his orchids. Mr. Lee had left Hong Kong before the former British colony was turned over to China. He did not believe the bull shit the new government tried to feed him. He had closed his bank and sold off all his assets. Then he had moved to America, a country that always welcomes billionaires.

John had a passion for the beauty of orchids and roses. But what he liked to do best was destroy that beauty shortly after the flowers bloomed rich with beauty and life. He was a firm believer that all beauty is fleeting, and to this end he enjoyed the death of a simple flower more than its transient life.

However John had a darker hobby than simply destroying beautiful flowers. He was an admirer of the art of death. He had the finest collection of pictures and snuff films that money could buy. His favorite artiste was a man who called himself El Diablo.

El Diablo had five films to his credit and each one was more exquisitely beautiful than the last. The man was a true artist when it came to snuffing out a little girl's life. Once John had attempted to duplicate the artist, but his attempt was clumsy and totally without merit. His young victim had died much too soon, without experiencing the prolonged agony of torture, impalement, and gradual dismemberment that El Diablo inflicted on his victims.

John gave The Devil his due and he spent many happy hours attending to his cock as he watched the great artiste perform on film, enjoying the sufferings of the little girls as their lives were gradually taken from them.

John tossed a just blossomed very rare Tetrapis orchid onto a slow burning brazier. He watched as the flames kissed the beauty of the elegant flower. He felt his cock stir in his pants, but the death of the precious flower was interrupted by one of John's servants.

The servant handed John a note. He grabbed the note and glared at his servant. This note had better be important or his servant would find himself starving on the cruel streets.

John read the note and not believing it he read it again. He quickly dismissed his servant and took his cell phone off his belt. He made a call to his agent, a call that would acquire for him an extremely rare beauty, a seven-year-old Chinese girl with green eyes.

Wong Chang had worked for Mr. Lee for some time. He was Mr. Lee's contact between the legitimate world and the seedy world of the Tongs. Wong made his through Chinatown, through its dark back alleys where tourists never trod.

He walked into a small Chinese herb store and out the back. He continued on to a small door. He tapped on the door and a small portal opened. The man on the other side of the portal seeing Wong opened the door. Wong was escorted to Hung Fat's office.

The door to Hung's office was opened by one of two large Chinese men holding an automatic weapon. The men and their weapons were mainly for show. No one could have gotten this far unless he was welcome.

Wong politely bowed his head and Hung did the same. The two men sat at a small table and were brought hot green tea by a young female servant. After the men drank some tea, they discussed other peripheral issues that Hung and Mr. Lee had in common. With that done Wong and Hung got down to business, haggling over the price of a green-eyed seven-year-old Chinese girl due to arrive that evening.

Later that night at the docks:

The shipping container with the one hundred people was placed on a truck that easily passed through a certain well paid-off customs agent's station. A few hours later the truck pulled into a large warehouse and continued on to a special station at the back of the building.

When the truck entered the station large doors closed behind the truck. The back door to the truck was opened. Inside the truck were several large crates of genuine knock-off items. Those crates had to be unloaded before the human cattle were unloaded.

Wong, Hung and two men in white jackets waited to inspect the cargo before the final price was set. One of the men was a physician but the other was a fake. Mr. Lee wanted his new flower to be in excellent condition, before he would have El Diablo slowly destroy it to the accompaniment of Mozart's Requiem Mass in D minor. It would be a true Opera of Death if the flower was found to be suitable.

The last crate was removed from the truck and then the one hundred weary travelers began to exit the container. They were given water and a bit of food, and then were shown to a communal shower room where they were told to wash themselves clean. When they emerged from the shower, no longer stinking, they were given cheap clean robes to put on.

The Chinese were told in their own language that before they could go on to their new lives they would have to be examined by the doctors. They had no idea that these would be lives as slave laborers or as bondage slaves.

The new slaves lined up and started to walk past the doctors. Families who had suitable daughters were singled out and were taken to a back room. Jade and her parents were among this group.

Wong and Hung admired the new young female flesh, especially Jade who with her green glowing eyes was an exceptionally beautiful girl. Jade was taken by the doctors to another well-lit room where she received a full medical check up. The real doctor focused on her health while the other "doctor" inspected every part of her body, looking for the slightest flaw. A hidden camera filmed this thorough nude inspection of Jade.

After the doctors finished examining Jade she was told she could put her robe back on and the doctors exited the room. The doctors met with Wong and Hung. The real doctor reported that Jade was in excellent health. The second "doctor" reported that other than some superficial bumps and bruises that would heal in a few days time, he found her body to be flawless.

The doctors left. Wong and Hung agreed on the price of $100,000 including the disposal of Jade's parents. Mr. Lee wanted there to be no loose ends, such as frantic parents looking for their missing daughter. Wong also purchased one of the other chosen hapless girls for his own personal use for $7,000 including disposal. The second girl was Wong's bonus from Mr. Lee for his faithful performance of his duties.

Jade's parents were told that she would have to spend a few days in the hospital to recover from a virus that the girl had contracted. Her parents were delightfully surprised that their daughter would receive such good care. They left with smiles on their faces, expecting to see Jade in a few hours.

Little did they know they would soon be disposed of, killed, destroyed in the cruelest of fashions. Their dead bodies would be hacked into small pieces to be used as fish bait on a boat of Chinese fishing for tuna, and after that no trace of them would ever be found.

Jade was taken to a specially prepared room in Mr. Lee's house where she would receive the finest food and care in preparation for Mr. Lee's Opera. After watching his extremely rare flower on the film of her physical examination, Mr. Lee was very pleased.

The next morning at George Watson's photography studio:

George was setting up his studio to film Lupe's de-flowering that evening, when George received a call with the following message, "Your shipment of flowers has arrived."

It was a coded message for George to call a man named Wong Chang. He was George's best customer for the many snuff films that George had produced. George made the call and was astonished that a certain client of Wong's was willing to pay two million dollars for a special film to be made-to-order from the master El Diablo. His client would supply the girl.

George told Wong he would contact El Diablo and give him the message, saying he was not sure that El Diablo was still making films. It was George's way of trying to jack up the price for the special film. He figured that if someone was willing to pay two million dollars for a single copy of a film, surely he would pay even more.

Wong informed him politely but coldly that the offer of two million dollars was intended to assure that there would be no quibbling about the price. Furthermore an associate was to be present at the filming, to assure that only a single copy of the film would be made. His client wanted to be sure that no one else would ever see the special film.

Wong told George that after the film was finished, his client also wanted the girl's head removed in good condition and packed in ice. He intended to have it mounted and displayed in his private study, forever staring at him with her beautiful green eyes.

The idea of mounting a girl's preserved head on the wall intrigued George so much that it made his cock hard. But at the same time, he realized that he was dealing with people who would not hesitate to do anything necessary to get what they wanted. He had better not cross them.

He told Wong that El Diablo did things his own way and no other, not wanting to commit Karl to doing things different than he wanted to. Wong informed him that the only thing his client wanted was the music to Mozart's Requiem Mass in D minor playing in the background. El Diablo was free to use his own artistic methods in making the film.

George knew that Karl was susceptible to getting headaches from the screams of the little girls he worked on and so he wore ear plugs whenever he made a film. So George agreed to Wong's terms, but on the condition that he as El Diablo's cameraman would receive the payment in cash. Then George would pay El Diablo his share.

Wong was not surprised that George would want to receive all the money, and probably meant to keep most of it for himself. However he told George that the payment would be made to both men at the same time. George reluctantly agreed. Little did George know that after the film was made both he and the artiste El Diablo would be no more.

Mr. Lee could not tolerate the thought of any more beautiful Operas made by the master artiste El Diablo. This would be the Devil's last and finest film, and Mr. Lee would be the only one to possess the great work of art. These fools should realize that no one would pay them two million dollars, but they were blinded by greed as he knew they would be.

George paced about his studio for some time. He wanted the lion's share of the fortune that was to be paid for the new film but now he had to split it with Karl. George wanted some money to buy a new slave girl. His old one was starting to accept a man pleasuring himself with her body. She was beginning to enjoy it herself, and George would have none of that.

Slave girls were nothing but fuck toys. The idea that one could receive pleasure from a brutal fucking displeased him. He had made arrangements to sell the slut to a biker gang he did business with, but that would only net him $500 for used goods. It was a good deal for the girl. If she pleased the bikers, they might even let her live.

Still his share was to be a million dollars! That would keep him in new slave girls for the rest of his life. But he didn't have the money yet and there was new equipment to consider. A new more advanced model digital camera and DVD recorder came out each year and George could never stand using yesterday's equipment. He wanted this new snuff film and DVD to be of the highest quality. He took a few more paces, and then realized where he could get the money he needed.

He would call Rick and sell him a copy of El Diablo's latest film. Rick had expressed some interest in kinky films and he knew Rick had extra money from some big deal he had just made. Yeah, after he finished tonight's de-flowering film he would call Rick. George smiled and continued setting up his equipment.

Later that evening:

Rosita was tied naked and securely bent over the back of a chair. Her small ass and cunt were propped high in the air to be used by George whenever he felt the need to dump a load of cum into her small holes. But little Lupe was the star of tonight's film.

Lupe was lying on a table. Her legs was secured to stirrups on the table top that would make her small cunt a perfect target for Karl's cock. She was visibly weeping from the pain of her overly stretched legs.

Above Lupe was a digital recorder attached to a boom. Another camera was focused just below at her ass. The twin cameras would provide an excellent recording of Karl's cock fucking Lupe's small cunt.

Both cameras were attached to a computer where George would superimpose the images of both cameras, making for a seamless film and still photos.

While Karl readied himself George took several still digital photos, close-ups of Lupe's slightly open small cunt. Next he took several more photos of the girl's pussy mound. The small girl did not have a true pussy mound, it was more like a little fat bump with a narrow line.

Next he took several photos of the girl from the waist up revealing her totally flat chest. George continued to take different angle shots of the small girl.

Karl put his ear plugs in his ears. He donned his special hood and red silk cape. The cape and hood were his trade marks and he wore them in every film he ever made. Karl entered the room and stopped for George to record his large hard cock.

As Karl walked over to the small girl, his mind was not on this evening's festivities. His mind was on his next work of art that was just two short days away. He looked down at the now screaming girl and smiled beneath his mask.

He placed the tip of his fat cock against the small girl's slit. The head of his cock covered all of Lupe's tiny opening.

Lupe screamed, "Mama! Mama!" But by this time she knew it would be no use. However calling out in panic and fear was all the small seven-year-old could do. She saw the demon's angry man thing and it was pointed right where she peed.

She remembered how much the girl she called sister two short days ago, but now called Bitch at the demon's command, cried in pain as Lupe watched the demon's man thing enter the Bitch's body. Now it was her turn.

Piss streamed out of her tiny hole but Karl was ready for that. He quickly placed a small white towel against the girl's little box.

George sat at his computer and watched as Karl removed the now yellow stained towel. He and Karl were associates who shared a common interest, fucking and brutalizing little slave girls.

George always envied Karl's big cock. Still his own six and a half inch cock was enough to make any seven-year-old girl scream with pain, whenever he unmercifully plunged his cock into her small ass or cunt.

Karl placed the tip of his cock against the small girl's cunt and began to push it into her narrow hole. The girl's small vaginal lips pushed in, then out around the head of his cock. Karl stopped for the cameras to take several shots of the girl's small cunt lips clinging tightly to the circumcised head of his cock.

As Lupe felt the demon's man thing press into her, her whole body was chilled with fear and she screamed with pain. For some strange reason the man thing stopped entering her body, then all of a sudden the man thing began pushing deeper into her body.

Karl looked into the girl's eyes. He looked past the tears in her eyes and slammed his cock just past her cherry, destroying it. As he saw the girl's pupils grow large with pain he hunched his cock back and forth ever so slightly, rubbing the sorest part of the girl's little cunt.

The pain overwhelmed Lupe and her mind went blank. Karl saw her glazed look in her eyes and he pulled his cock out of her cunt. He let the camera take several pictures of the blood trickling out of the girl's cunt.

With a gleam in his eyes, George zoomed the lenses for a close-up of the girl's bleeding cunt and Karl's blood-laced cock. He thought about his new slave girl, and then gave Karl the signal to bury his cock into the little bitch.

Lupe's brief, blank moment was interrupted when she felt something burrowing deep into her body. She screamed and screamed incoherently.

Karl aided by the bitch's blood began a very deep and hard fucking motion. He looked down to see the girl's cunt empty as he drew his cock back, only to be horribly stretched when he shoved his large cock back into the tight little cunt.

Lupe's pain was unending, but she no longer blamed the demon. In her small pain wracked, twisted mind, she blamed the Bitch who used to be her sister.

Karl pumped his cum deep into the screaming girl then quickly pulled it back to get the money shot, his last arc of cum spraying the bitch's violated hole. George chuckled as he caught it all on film. He finished the film by panning over the raped little girl's body, showing her crying uncontrollably with pain and her bruised cunt oozing blood and cum.

George turned to the nine-year-old girl who was tied to a chair beside him, her naked holes raised and waiting for him to relieve himself inside her. He plunged his cock into her asshole and fucked it for a minute as Rosita screamed. She had not been ready for his assault and her asshole was dry.

George pulled out of her ass then, smiling as he noticed a smear of her shit on his cock head. Then he plugged his dirty cock into her vagina and proceeded to rape the girl as hard as he could. Rosita screamed again. She was no longer a virgin, but her dry cunt still hurt when the man shoved his cock deep inside her body. George loved hurting the girl.

George finished raping Rosita, then Karl offered him a go at little Lupe. George's cock quickly stiffened again and then he used it to torture the little girl, raping her some more. Karl's cock also erected again as he watched George, and then he relieved it in Rosita's holes. The men sated their lust with the young sisters and then Karl left. The girls were now in George's custody, to be shared with other members of their group.

George made a copy of the new film and then he phoned Rick. He told him that he had a film he could sell him, a film of the two Mexican sisters they had recently bought at the slave girl auction. The film featured the younger girl losing her cherry to a large cock, but there were also shots of the older sister lewdly tied over a chair with her ass and cunt raised up and waiting to be fucked.

Indeed if Rick wanted to come on over right now and buy the film, he could also take the girls home with him for a couple of days and use them as he pleased. George had another project to attend to and equipment to buy for the occasion he said, and he would let Rick look after the girls until the new project was completed.

Rick expressed interest in the film and in having the girls as George knew he would. Rick would pay him the money he needed to upgrade his equipment in advance of the special snuff film that he would be making in a couple more days. George knew that the Oriental girl was on her way, accompanied by a body guard. She was said to be a rare beauty and Karl and George were looking forward to her arrival.

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