Hong Kong
"When you've stopped off in as many foreign seaports as I have, you get kind of jaded about sex," a merchant seaman informed me, "but if a man don't get horny from watching those young yellow girls in Hong Kong, he should start worrying about himself."
The man who offered this opinion, to whom I shall refer as Stan, is a forty-year-old American citizen who has been a civilian sailor for over twenty years. The information he was able to furnish about teenage sex slavery was invaluable, especially with regard to Hong Kong. I learned during the course of our conversations that he was partial to Hong Kong for two reasons: First, he was attracted to females of the Oriental races over their black, brown, and white sisters to an enormous degree; and second, he derived nearly all his sexual satisfaction from voyeuristic contacts with teenage girls. Apparently his comment about being sexually jaded was more than an idle statement, and he had come to the point where his total sex drive was channeled into very narrow limits. If he was not able to practice the role of voyeur, or if the females involved were anything other than teenage Orientals, then Stan evinced no interest in them.
In view of his rather stringent requirements it is not surprising that Hong Kong rates so highly in his estimation. The city-island is of course located in the Far East, and its more than three million inhabitants are almost entirely oriental. But there are other reasons.
According to the Columbia Viking Desk Encyclopedia, Hong Kong is located in "SE. China, adjoining Kwangtung province," and is "a free port and international air hub." Since the city is a British crown colony it is considerably more accessible to the Western world than most other oriental countries except Japan, a fact which has contributed greatly to its importance as an international air hub. And although the "free port" status mentioned refers to commerce and trade, we shall shortly learn from an eye witness observer just how "free" Hong Kong is in other areas.
The fact that the city-island is located "adjoining Kwangtung province" bears an important veiled significance when we consider the location of another city-Macao. Again referring to the Columbia Viking Desk Encyclopedia, we find that Macao also "adjoins Kwangtung province"-putting Macao right across the bay from Hong Kong. A further note on the city informs us that Macao "now derives much revenue from smuggling and gambling interests."
As to what is smuggled from mainland Macao across the bay to the city-island of Hong Kong, it is necessary to rely on the firsthand report of merchant seaman Stan.
"There's plenty of contraband finds its way across the bay from Macao to the free port of Hong Kong," he told me. "There's lots of stuff like spices, coffee and tobacco, cigarettes and stuff like that. But what they don't talk about much is the people smuggled across. What it amounts to is plain slavery, but there's so much of it done that a lot of money's involved, so everybody's happy. Hell, even the slaves themselves don't seem to mind. Most of them are young kids and teenagers sold as prostitutes, but they seem to think the life of a sex slave isn't too bad when compared with the poverty and hunger they'd be up against if they stayed on the mainland."
Because of his own participation with the sex slavery rampant in Hong Kong, and because of a slight feeling of embarrassment over his sex perversion, Stan was somewhat reticent to go speak further on the matter. But when I assured him absolute anonymity and explained that my role was simply that of data compiler-not of judge over his personal sex habits-he agreed to continue with complete cooperation and candor.
"In my time I've had as many whores as the next sailor," he began, "and I've had 'em all ages. But I always preferred the young ones myself. When a woman gets into her twenties, she's on her way out as far as I'm concerned. You know, her figure starts going and the wrinkles are beginning a little around her eyes. But don't get me wrong. I don't go in for fucking kids like some guys I've known in my life at sea. If a girl ain't even old enough to raise a little pair of knockers, I ain't got no interest in her. And for me to really get my jollies, I want them to be quite a bit older than that. These little twelve-and thirteen-year-old pieces of jailbait don't show me much-even if they have that yellow skin and slanted eyes I go ape over. My favorite age is say, from about fifteen to eighteen. They're old enough by that time to know what to do with their tits and cunts without being so old they've worn 'em out.
"That's the kind of girls I used to pay for in all the whore houses up and down the China Sea. Then I had that damned accident with the fuel oil three years ago that burned my groin and legs and left me with a bunch of ugly scars. You can't see them as long as I have my pants on, but who the hell wants to keep his pants on when he goes to a whore house? My cock and balls are fine, but I'm so fucking scarred up all around down there that I'm ashamed for anyone to see me. Especially some girl I'm about to lay the meat to. I finally got up nerve enough after I got well to go to a whore house when my ship pulled into.Manila once. But when I saw the look on that young whore's face when she layed eyes on me naked, I couldn't even work up a hard. After that I started getting all my kicks by watching, and now it's the only way I can get my pleasure.
"In Hong Kong, you know, they got any kind of sex a man could want at one place or another. Right downtown you can buy a regular piece of ass or a blow job. There's even a few joints for the queers downtown. But for the farther-out stuff, you go out to the sampans. There's a whole big expanse of them sampan boats right outside of town and it's almost like a separate city. There's families who live on sampans just like it was a house and they have stores on them and everything. The sampans are anchored and floating in the water but it's just like dry land when you get used to it.
"They got sex sampans for the leather freaks, for the animal show guys, for guys who want to get beat on and slapped around, for the creeps who like to get shit and pissed on-everything. They even got one where they keep real young kids to give blow jobs and jack you off. And believe me, by stateside standards, it's dirt cheap, too. If you just want a fast fuck or a one-night stand there's a hundred cunts waiting to accommodate you. And if you want a long term scene-say a couple of weeks or so-you can pay not too much more and buy yourself a goddamn slave just like they used to do in the old days!
"I used to go to a certain sampan every time I was in Hong Kong. I was a 'regular* there every time I was in port, so the kid who ran it recognized me the first time we docked there after my accident and asked me to come patronize his place. His name was Kang, and he was only about eighteen himself but he'd acquired his own group of slaves from Macao and he ruled over them like some fucking king. When I told him I wasn't interested anymore and told him why, he laughed and said to come by for a little surprise on the house. When I got there, he showed me into a secret room on the sampan where I could watch his girls turn a few tricks. Then he smiled and left right away out of regard for my privacy. I guess the little bugger suspected I'd get horny from watching and want to beat off and he was right. His girls had a bunch of quick tricks that night, so I got to see four different fuck scenes in the space of an hour and a half. All the customers were sailors like me, so it was pretty easy for me to imagine myself in their shoes while they were slamming the meat to the little sixteen- and seventeen-year-old slant-eyed babes. I got a big hard during the first scene and when the next girl went down on her man and sucked him off, I beat myself off 'till I got my nuts off. By the time I saw the third one, my old cock started to rise again and during the last girl's trick I frigged myself 'til I shot off again.
"Before I left I made a" deal with Rang to occupy the secret room whenever I wanted by paying less than I would have normally paid for a single fuck. It was extra money without using an extra girl as far as he was concerned, and for me, it was the beginning of a whole new lease on my sex life. Before long I got so wound up in watching, that I don't think I would have wanted a straight fuck even if my scars were gone again. There's something very sexy about being able to watch to your heart's content while a young snatch gets split open and fucked by a big fat cock, especially when you know that neither one has the slightest idea they're being watched.
"I got to see a lot more than just simple fucking, too. That was the best part of my deal with Kang. He gave me my own key to the secret room so I could come and go as I pleased-so I could go early in the day and see the girls in bed sleeping or waking up and doing all the stuff a girl does in the morning. Kang showed me how to operate the secret sliding panel so I could see into either room of the sampan I wanted-the 'fucking room' or the 'sleeping room."
"I think the girl named Wan Ti was my favorite. She was about the juiciest-looking cunt I've ever seen and she had just been brought over from Macao, so she was unspoiled. She was sixteen years old and built like a brick shithouse even though she didn't have a damned bit-of experience in bed. Kang told me he'd paid a little extra for her since she was guaranteed to be a virgin. I got to watch him 'break her in' one night. What a show! Kang looked just like any other chink to me, but to the girls he owned, he was lord and master. Being young himself, he tended to go for older women-'more experienced,' he used to say-but whenever he got a new cunt, he broke her in himself in order to make her know who was boss and to make sure she'd be a good fuck for his customers.
"First he had her go in the room by herself and wait for him without knowing exactly when he'd be there. His idea was to make her as anxious and scared as possible and then fuck her virgin pussy whether she was ready or not. He figured if he made the first time as rough as anything she might get from future customers, that she wouldn't react badly with them and lose money for him.
"I was there ahead of time, waiting for her to come in. When I laid my eyes on her I almost came in my pants. She was short like most of the chink girls are, hardly more than five feet even, but she was beautifully proportioned. She didn't have the slightly stubby look you find in some Orientals. Her hair was coal black and her eyes were large and widely spaced; they had that sexy-looking slant to them that always drives me out of my mind. Her skin was smooth as silk without a blemish anywhere and she moved with the graceful, quick movements of a cat. She had her clothes on, but she took them off to bathe before giving herself to Rang. So I got to see everything she had.
"First she sat down and removed her shoes and coarse peasant stockings. I got a great shot of her slender athletic legs when she did that. Then she stood up and peeled her jersey over her head. I knew from experience that Orientals often go without a bra but I sure wasn't prepared for the fine pair of jugs on Wan Ti. The girl would've needed at least a size thirty-eight if she wore Western style clothes, and yet there wasn't an ounce of fat on her. Her ribs were visible as she stretched her arms up and there was little trace of fat around her waist. But those tits of hers stuck out like hand grenades. They were balloon-shaped, taut-skinned, without any droop whatsoever. They looked firm enough to support a man without him ever flattening them out on her chest with his weight. The thought of me lying on top of that babe, with those luscious mounds straining against me while I kissed her mouth, was enough to set me off on a wild hand-job orgy even before I even got to see her cunt.
"I didn't have to wait long though. She obliged me by stripping off her skirt and panties and stepping under the shower. The warm water evidently calmed her a little because she started carefully soaping herself all over and exhaling deep sighs. While this was still going on, Kang knocked on the door. He couldn't see her reaction but I could. She suddenly looked up, fright in her eyes, gripping her hands together very nervous like. Then, almost subconsciously, she reached down with her hand and placed it over her cunt in a sort of protective way, like she wanted to put off being fucked for as long as possible.
"She jerked a towel over her naked, gleaming-wet body and dashed to the door. Kang came in, shoved her down on the bed, and asked her if she'd ever had a man's prick up her cunt before. She said, 'No,' but told him she knew she had to and asked what he wanted her to do. He asked her if she had ever masturbated and she shook her head like she didn't, understand. Kang suddenly stood up and hollered for Ku Lin, an eighteen-year-old who'd been his slave for over three years.
"He told Ku Lin that Wan Ti didn't even know how to fingerfuck herself and wanted Ku Lin to show her. Wan Ti looked embarrassed as hell about the whole thing, but sat down on the bed to see what would happen next.
"Kang yelled, 'Get that towel away from your body, Wan Ti. I don't care if you're dry yet or not. By the time we get through with you your cunt's going to be a lot wetter than that! I suspect you're lying to me about not knowing how to masturbate yourself, but if you are telling the truth, then look at what Ku Lin's doing and follow her example."
"I was already watching Ku Lin. She brazenly jerked up her skirt and sat down cross-legged in the floor with her silk panties down around her ankles. Her knees flopped apart like a well-used gate and she got busy on herself. It was sexy as hell the way she sat there, frigging herself in front of Kang and Wan Ti without even removing any of her clothes. I'd fucked the little bitch myself, back before my accident, and I knew how sultry and desirable her expression was close up. She had that same old bitch-in-heat look on her face as she looked at them and fingered the wet lips of her naked pussy.
"Kang went over and grabbed a handful of fat tit in his hand. He pushed Wan Ti onto her back and shouted, 'Go ahead, rub your slit and let yourself go. If I don't see some pussy juice between your legs pretty soon I'm going to make you suck Ku Lin's cunt. Maybe that'll get you hot if you can't do it yourself!"
"I'm surprised-his tone didn't scare her enough to keep her from ever getting her cookies off with his yelling, but it didn't work out that way at all. I saw Wan Ti's fat little tit flop onto the sheet as she turned over on the bed on her stomach and grabbed a pillow. She jammed that pillow underneath her pussy and started hunching away at it. I think Kang was about as surprised as I was-the teenager had been lying through her teeth about never playing with herself and even had her own little private way of doing it!
"She closed her eyes and sighed. It looked like she was trying to shut out everything around her but the hot little cunt between her pretty legs.
"I couldn't wait any longer for my own pleasure in the face of both girls about to come, so I speeded up my fingers and shot off. Before I could get my cock wiped off I saw Ku Lin smile and start jerking her ass and I knew she'd gotten hers. And Wan Ti wasn't far behind. She began to pound that pillow something fierce against her naked crotch and then whimpered like a baby and bit her lip as she hit her climax. Kang was watching the whole thing as cool as a cucumber, but after his two girls had brought themselves off, he had Ku Lin strip him, then made Wan Ti lick his cock until he shot his wad. When he did, he grabbed her head and made her take it in her mouth and swallow it.
"After a few weeks of paying Kang to watch the girls I began to lose interest. It seemed like I needed more of a thrill than just watching from the secret room of the sampan. So I started snooping around at night among the other sampans, looking for teenaged girls to spy on. Most adults worked during the day and there was nobody at home to watch the kids, so it was pretty easy to prowl among the hulls and riggings of the sampans until I found something worth watching.
"Once I spotted a couple of teenagers lying in bed in their underwear, kissing and slipping their hands into each other's underpants. But when I got closer I could see that it was a pair of boys. For Christ's sake! I never could see anything in another male's body, so I kept going 'til it was almost dark. Then I caught sight of a pretty, slant-eyed girl lying with a boy about her own age. She was letting him feel her up under her top and she was teasing him by playing around with his cock through the outside of his pants. I think they were 'boyfriend and girl friend' rather than prostitute and customer, because the only ass a young Hong Kong boy gets is what he can find for himself. None of them have enough money to pay for it.
"These kids were both about seventeen and I could tell from the way the girl was acting that she'd either had the old prick plenty of times or else she was putting on a damned.good imitation. I think the boy was a lot less experienced though. I could tell he was dying to get his hands on more flesh but he didn't seem very sure of himself. It was plain to see that she was having a ball getting him steamed up without letting him get into her pants. But finally she played around so much with the boy's stiff tool that she started getting hot in spite of herself. I think she must have been a prostitute home on her day off and wanted to make it with someone her own age instead of some old bastard.
"She giggled under her breath and pushed her tits up in his face, letting him get a better hold on them underneath her blouse. When the hot little bitch couldn't wait any longer, she shot her tongue deep into his mouth and at the same time rammed her hand down the front of his straining pants' crotch. In seconds she'd come out of there with his hard pole in her hand and had started to jack it off for him. He naturally wanted his fingers in her panties and she not only let him do it, but guided his hand while she continued to jack him off and fill his mouth with her tongue. The boy started breathing hard and screwing up his face like he was about to get his nuts off. As soon as she saw that, she took her hand off his cock and gave it a sound whack. This completely upset him until she showed him that he could still play with her pussy as much as he wanted. And mixed in with her kisses was a lot of talk that I took to be an explanation of why she'd slapped his cock.
"I think she must have known he was about to shoot off and wanted to keep him from doing it too soon. She put her arms around his back and pulled him down on top of her, all the while urging him to work faster on her pussy. Then she suddenly jerked off her skirt and let it fall onto the floor before grabbing him by the cock again. She was moving closer to her own bag of goodies and knew she'd be able to come when he did, I guess. Sure enough, she never slowed down from that point on. She started licking his face, slobbering on his neck and beating the boy off harder and harder. Then I saw her spread her yellow-skinned legs wide and grab him by the ass, bringing his tool directly over her crack. The kid took the cue and slammed his prick into her hard and fast. In no time he had her groaning in ecstasy. I already had my own cock out, of course, and when I saw them about to come, I stepped up my frigging and shot a big wad off.
"The couple hadn't so much as even suspected I was around, but I had got what I needed and was satisfied. The rest of my shore leave in Hong Kong was spent snooping around, trying to get in on some more peeking. Eventually though, before I put to sea again, I got lonesome for Wan Ti, Ku Lin, and the other girls over at Kang's sampan. I went back and for a little pocket change I got the same deal I'd had with him before. It sure was great to be able to see all those little yellow asses and tits shaking and hunching under some sailor's hard cock on my last night ashore. It's occurred to me since then that I got my kicks from the sex slaves in Hong Kong without even having to fork out money and buy one of my own. The teenagers all belonged to Kang just as much as his sampan did and they wouldn't have dreamed of trying to run away or do anything against his wishes. You can bet I'm going to head straight for his place the next time my boat docks in the Hong Kong harbor. In my position a man can't exactly pick and choose. If I'm not careful, I'm liable to get in trouble trying to peek into some teenage girl's window in some other part of the world. But I can always rely on those cute little fuckers in Hong Kong to let me watch them spread their legs and take the old cock as much as I want."
Having furnished me with the preceding information, Stan then gave me the name of a friend of his who would give me an equally good picture of teenage slavery in another part of the world. He told me how to get in touch with the man and assured me that he would be able to provide me with reliable information. In addition, he explained that he would be able to drop a personal note to him and convince him it was all right to tell me everything and to pull no punches. I was soon to learn that the seaman to whom Stan referred me was every bit as informative as I had been told.