## Archive-name: pla-tiger

From: an113322@anon.penet.fi

Subject: PLA Tiger (gay, mf)

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Here is about my cousin. He does not know how much I hate him. He is PLA officer. He sends me email about him. Don't be like him!!!!

Cousin, how are you? Are you surprised to be reading this? You should not be. I am now with the glorious Tiger Brigade attached to the 8th Route Army! Ever since the war with the running dogs in 1979, I have been rising in the PLA. Now, I have the glorious duty of protecting our socialist progress as a chasm-leaping, mountain-splitting Tiger. And where is my prey? The gwei who would corrupt our countrymen. I will listen to their calls, read their computer mail, follow their meetings with enemies of China and discover their plots against China. And I will smash them!!!!

So, this is why I can send you this mail at your university. I have received special training in English, business, and computers. I have an email account so as to be able to present the image of a modern businessman. I want you to know my duties and my successes, so you can remain firm in your love and duty to China. And I want to protect you from the gwei who will tell you lies about us.

I am posing as a businessman. When I travel, I am sometimes a student. Now, I am in Beijing, assigned to watch some gwei and some ABC. I followed the gwei from the summer palace to the hotel lounge next to the Hard Rock Cafe. I watched him go in. I was sure he was looking for flowers of the mist. Well, I was wrong.

He spent the entire night talking to a Chinese young man. They drank a lot, with the gwei paying. Occasionally I came close enough to listen in. They did not seem to be talking politics. Around 11, they went to the hotel. I followed them up to his room. I am ashamed to say it, but it was only at that point that I realized that they were hole and corner boys. Yes, these disgusting AIDS carriers had come to China.

I walked past them as they went into his room. They had just violated at least three laws. I decided to let them violate a few more. After waiting 45 minutes, I used my skills to open the door. The fool had not set the chain or latch. These would not have stopped me, but they would have slowed me down. More importantly, it might have caused noise. I wanted to surprise them in their disgusting activities.

Cousin, I can never understand why the West is so tolerant of their corner boys. They spread AIDS all around the world, and then use it as an excuse to become like normal people! I have heard they even try to adopt little boys that they can corner as they grow up. What boldness! How can they dare to do such a thing after they let loose such a plague upon the world? But, they will not do such things here. Not while the Tiger is on the prowl!

As I entered, I got out my camera. Proof would be useful at the trial, but not necessary. The Chinese was on his hands and knees, with the gwei behind him. Of course, the gwei would force the corner boy to be submissive. Those days of foreign domination were long gone. But here the corner boy was recreating it. I wanted to smash them both on the spot! But, the thought of getting their AIDS blood on me made me stop. I was not afraid to die for China, but not like a corner boy.

I took a few pictures, one that showed exactly where the gwei's spear was buried. It was then that I noticed the table. There were drugs on it!! The gwei was using opium to get his way! It was bad enough that he was hole and cornering, but to bring opium into China!!! My blood boiled, and I lost all fears of AIDS. As I realized all the humiliations ever done to China were in this room, I exploded.

I roared a curse, and smacked the gwei right out of his boy! I then hit the gwei under his ribs, just where it would deprive him of oxygen. I watched him wheeze on the floor. I then grabbed him arm, twisted it behind him, and snapped it at the elbow. The gwei howled in agony. I then placed my foot on his ancestral egg. I crushed it slowly beneath my feet. His screams were incredible. All this time, the other corner boy was cowering in the corner.

Letting the gwei squirm in pain, I went to the other. He did not resist as I tied his thumbs behind his back with plastic. I shoved a napkin in his mouth, halfway down his throat. Let him gag on this, I thought. I also took a cola bottle and shoved it up his bung hole.

By that time the hotel security had arrived. Showing my ID, I shouted at him to explain how this could happen in his hotel. The manager soon arrived. Begging me to show him mercy, he agreed to fake the records on the gwei, showing that he checked out the next morning, and paid his bill in full. He also agreed to give me a permanent room assignment, for use in cases of state security. Full service and unlimited credit came with the room, of course.

We moved the two to the back using the service elevator. All evidence was marked for the local police. When the first unit arrived, I turned everything over to them. After the room had been cleaned, I entered my permanent room (just across the hall) to see who came to meet the gwei. I also looked over his papers.

Cousin, I can not tell you my feelings when I realized this gwei was with one of the "rights" groups that so often lie about our homeland. These were concerned with special rights for corner boys! Is it not enough that we don't hunt them down and kill them? No, they want to be even better than normal people! I got a complete list of his contacts here. Soon, they will have visitors. But not until we find out who all their friends are, so we can collect them all for the party.

I saw that he was here with some woman with an American name and a Chinese family name. She could be either from HK or Taiwan, or could be ABC. Of course, she would not hesitate to meet with this gwei at the hotel! She would be perfectly safe. Or so she thought. This little activist was in for the surprise of her meddling life.

The next day I waited in the lobby for the ABC to show. She did around 10:00 AM. She went to use the house phone. She was medium height, around 157, with a 86-58-89 figure. Her black hair was cut short, and she had on a plain white tshirt with black pants. She was quite confused when she was told the gwei had checked out.

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"Yes, he left, and paid by cash. He did not leave a forwarding address. I wish I could do more."

I approached her. "Perhaps I could help you", I said. She looked at me, with her big brown eyes. They had the slant of a true oriental. She looked like a southern girl, even if her tits were somewhat larger than usual for a southerner. I was slightly disappointed to see she had on a bra. At least she was not completely decadent.

"Do you know my friend?" she asked.

"I know him slightly. We met last night. He left after breakfast today." This last was to make her think I was a corner boy as well. It worked.

"You gays are always picking up new friends!" she laughed. "We dykes are so much more loyal than you. I think you are just like breeders, sometimes!"

I smiled, but my head reeled. This was a flower vine?! And, breeders, was that what they called normal people?? My anger rose to heaven and my dedication fled to Java. Fortunately, I regained myself before she noticed.

"He went to meet some people at a factory. That way a lot of people can come, and no one will notice if a few foreign friends are there as well. He asked me to take you there when you came."

"Well, OK, but I WISH he had told me in advance."

We went outside and hailed a taxi. I spoke to the driver, telling him to take us to the Beijing rail station. I meant to go to one of the industrial parks between Beijing and Tianjin. We had a factory/apartment complex we could use for such business as I meant to conduct.

As I chatted with the driver, I realized that this bitch could not speak Chinese! I asked her, and she replied that she could speak some Guangzhou Hua, but no Guo Yu. She then started to tell me about how horrible it was in the US. How Asians were discriminated against, and how cut sleeves were trying to get their rights. I was sickened as I understood that she was grouping Chinese along with Japanese and Koreans, and even with Phillipiners, Vietnamese, and Indians! How could they have lost their culture to group themselves with these? And, asking for special rights! As if any REAL Chinese needed any extra help to be better than any 10 gwei! I rapidly came to know that they are no better than blacks. And that hole and corners wanted to be able to adopt children and get married and teach in schools! If they want to be like normal people, why don't they act like normal people?

Cousin, don't fall for their slick talk and wagging tongues. As much as I hated the capitalists before, I no longer feared them. With this type of activity, they could not last long. The end for them may be sooner than they know. Cousin, keep a bag packed!

We arrived at the factory after a train ride of 80 minutes, and a short walk from the station. We then entered the building, and I escorted her to the main office. It had air-con, and a large couch and desk.

"Where is everyone" she asked. I decided to end the play.

"You mean, where is your opium using, bung filling friend?", I roared. "He is in the people's jail, where all such degenerate scum are! And as for you, you also have illegal substances with you, and have been meeting with criminals." The last was a lie, or I did not know it to be true when I said it. But I thought she would react in a way to give me ample charges against her. And I was not wrong.

"No, I was just carrying this for my friend, I don't even know what's in it" she wailed, as she gave me a black plastic bag. I opened it and saw the foreigners curse upon China, opium. I showed it to her.

"On god, oh god, I didn't know, please please don't hang me!" Stupid bitch, she confused China with Malaysia!!!

"Why should I not let you face the people's justice?" I asked. "What can you possibly offer in way of compensation for your crimes?"

"I... I could tell you about the others in my group. You know, most of them are really not people of color. They are just whites who want to dominate our struggle for equality. We only ally with them since we need their money."

Cousin, see how quickly she was to sell out her comrades! And again, notice how she groups Chinese with those colored people. I tell you, it was really sickening.

I looked at her heaving chest, how her nipples had poked through her shirt in her terror. The sweat was flowing down her face, staining her shirt. She was pretty, and quite desirable. Why shouldn't this ABC service a member of the PLA? Hadn't I risked my life against the Viet dogs, and continually since then, even the previous night? Why should she not pay her debt, starting with this representative of the people?

I walked over to her, and shoved her to her knees on the floor. I ordered her to undress.

"What, you want ..."

SMACK! My hand had the familiar sting of flesh on it.

"I said, undress. If I do it, you will not enjoy what comes next."

She looked at me, but saw only my jade hard anger. She looked down, and slowly began to peel off her tshirt. She had on a very decadent lace bra, which exposed a lot of her ample bosom.

She then kicked off her sandals, and took down her pants. She had on a type of panty I had not seen before. It was normal on the front, but cut very high up the sides. It was wet in the center.

I had her come, still on her knees, to me. I motioned for her to take down my pants, and let loose the proud warrior. Thrusting magnificently, he stood waiting. She took the warrior in hand, and guided it to her ruby lips. Slowly she sucked it. Her pretty head bobbed back and forth, as she faced the justice of the people. I let my hand caress her sweat soaked bra, feeling her trembling breast. Her tongue circled my spear, and the disgust she had earlier shown did not seem to affect her ministrations to me. With one swift motion, I ripped off her bra. Two square greyish nipples protruded. I then pushed her onto her back. She landed on her elbows, but realized what was coming and lay back, and opened her legs and raised her knees.

I then pulled off her panties, this time very slowly. I watched her face to see her shame and fear as to her impending rape. I threw off my clothes, and mounted her, placing my hands under her shoulders. I waited. She looked at me questioningly.

"Put it in, bitch".

She reached down and placed the warrior at the misty gate. I entered slowly, so as to better see her pain at my entry. She was amazingly wet, and I entered easily. She winced, nonetheless.

As I started to stroke her, I sucked one of her nipples. She was breathing hard, and sucked air in quickly with each suck of her nipple. I kept on at her for a very long time. I then withdrew, and had her get on her hands and knees.

Her back was scraped by the rough floor. Her hands and knees were being rubbed raw, and sweat was dripping from her pert Chinese body. I slowly placed my spear at the flower of her bottom. She looked around in fear, begging with her eyes for mercy. She received none.

She was trying to decide if it would be more painful to resist my penetration, or to attempt to submit. Not waiting for her decision, I used my thumb to place the warriors head into the brown channel. A delicious grunt was her response.

Her forehead knitted, and her eyebrows arched as I entered her completely. I then pushed in and out as if in her misty gate. She grunted and breathed in sharply. I held her slim waist, and watched her breasts sway and drip sweat as I ravaged her rear. Too soon, I felt the pressure build up. I sent wave after wave of seed into her bowels. As I did so, she shuddered and shuddered. I withdrew, and let her fall to the floor, limp.

After I had her clean my weapon, I allowed her to wash and dress. I then returned her to her hotel, but only after getting a complete statement on her and her friends activities. She was allowed to leave China, but the gwei and his hole and corner friend were shot. We billed the hole and corner boys family for both bullets.

This is the end of my cousins mail. Dont be like him!!!

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