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Part 5, Thailand


We arrived in Bangkok pretty late, it was after midnight when we checked into
the Airport Novatel. Orla and Lisa's rooms that were booked by the company,
but I had to pay for my own and as Lisa held my passport and cards she had to
book me in, and she was quite pissed off by the time we headed off to the
elevators. None of the exchange was missed by any of the reception staff, all
of whom had seen many examples of sexual balances displayed in and around
their hotel, but Female Domination, was quite rare and the predominantly
female staff enjoyed witnessing our brief, but vivid exchange.

I was tired, it had been a long day, and I was relieved when Lisa and Orla
went straight to their rooms and allowed me to have some time on my own. As
luck would have it I spent nearly ten hours in the room, our flight to Ubon
Ratchathani wasn't until midday; the women were obviously very tired and left
me on my own.

We returned to Suvarnabhumi airport and caught the domestic flight south to
the industrial city of Ubon Rathchathani where a small crowd was waiting for
me. I had explained to Orla and Lisa that we would be met by a delegation from
the company I had been working with. The main man was someone with limited
English and he had employed a secretary who spoke excellent English her name
was Pouna, and as we emerged into the Arrivals Hall, she greeted me warmly.
Like most Thai's she was a petite woman, barely five feet tall in her heels. I
was immediately introduced to Khun Sian and the rest of the waiting group and
I quickly introduced Orla and Lisa and told Pouna who in turn introduced them
to the group.

"Pouna, this is Ms Orla McGill, my boss." I explained.

Pouna looked at me. "Your boss?" she asked almost in disbelief, "you have a
woman for a boss?" She asked to confirm what I had said.

"Yes Ms Orla and Ms Lisa," I said. In the scheme of things Orla probably
reported to Lisa, but I never mentioned that. Pouna relayed the message to her
boss and the attention was diverted from me to the two women who stood just
behind me. Orla was dressed in a navy blue skirt and a light, white blouse
that was almost transparent, her white bra was clearly visible and Khun Sian
was having trouble focusing on Orla's face. Lisa was dressed a little more
modestly in a heavier grey blouse and charcoal grey skirt, both women were
given a warm Thai welcome and we slowly exited from the humid arrivals hall
out into the heat of the day. Three cars were brought around to the main exit,
orders were quickly dispatched our luggage was swiftly stowed into the back of
one of the cars and we were on our way.

Our first stop was a restaurant just a few minutes' drive from the airport, a
room had been booked for the eight of us, the drivers and the porter had a
table outside in the main body of the restaurant while our party was shown
through to a room that overlooked a small lake. There were 8 of us, Khun Sian,
his 2IC Mr Patrice who I had met before, Pouna and another woman who I assumed
was Patrice's assistant Orla, Lisa and me.

When we arrived in the room a woman was already sitting at the head of the
table; through Pouna we were all introduced to Madam Mindiri, the owner of the
company. She was an older woman possibly in her late forties or early fifties,
with Thai's it was difficult to tell. I had never met her. She beckoned me to
sit beside her, but there was a hurried exchange in Thai between Khun Sian,
Pouna and Madam Mindiri. Eventually after a few exchanges Orla and Lisa were
invited to sit on Madam Mindiri's right Pouna sat to her left, I was relegated
to the other end of the table with the Noi and Patrice.

Through Pouna, Madam Mindiri started talking and Pouna relayed her massage to
us. "I have been involved in business in Thailand for many years, but this is
the first time I have shared the head of the table with three women. I think
we are living in very interesting times. I like the feel of this project
already." She said and Pouna translated her message. Khun Sian and Patrice
smiled nervously and I smiled back at Madam Mindiri. Orla caught my eye and
subtly played with the key's that she had on the chain around her neck. One
key was for my penis restraint, I presumed the other was for her boyfriend's
back in Melbourne.

Orla replied. "We do indeed live in interesting times; women in many countries
are starting to control all types of major projects around the world, this is
just another example of us unlocking the doors. " Pouna quickly translated
Orla's words, "and as they say in my country," Orla continued, "as one door
opens up and allows us access another is locked, denying access. " Orla looked
at me." Pouna didn't understand the message so she quoted something similar
and the Thai contingent smiled and clapped politely. Orla looked at me and a
cold smile brushed her lips.

Madam Mindiri proposed a toast "Women. Where would you be without us?" We
raised our glasses and honoured the toast. The meal was served, but the theme
that Madam Mindiri had picked up on would not go away, during lunch the
conversation never really went anywhere else. Through Pouna a lot of questions
were asked and Orla and Lisa had most of the answers, especially questions
about the budget, a few of the questions related to technical details that I
tried to answer, but Madam Mindiri tired very quickly with my dull replies to
mechanical or electrical questions. A couple of times Khun Sian tried to
engage me with a few mechanical details but Madam Mindiri shot him down and
the women totally dominated the conversation.

After about an hour of light conversation between the Women at the head of the
table Madam Mindiri made a profound statement through Pouna. "I want this
project to be totally run by women," Pouna said, more pleased than she
appeared. "I want Pouna, Orla and Lisa to run the project and report directly
to me."

"I object," I said, in a strong firm voice. Madam Mindiri, who was not used to
being confronted, said something and Pouna relayed her sharp message; the tiny
translator looked at me, and told me to show Madam Mindiri the respect her
position demanded. Again I interrupted and said that there were aspects of the
job that were not simple and that I had spent almost a year going over the
details and without the background knowledge that I had the job was doomed to
failure.

There was a quick and sharp exchange at the top of the table.

"Does he have the control or do you have the control of this project?" Pouna
asked Orla sharply.

"I will show you who has the control." Orla snapped. She stood up, and
straight away I knew I had gone too far. During the meal a button on Orla's
blouse had popped open and revealed just a hint of cleavage and the top of her
white lace bra. She was enraged.

"How dare you embarrass me and Lisa and show Madam Mindiri disrespect," Orla
snapped, walking briskly around the table her heels clicking noisily as Pouna
rapidly translated Orla's words. I was at a complete loss as to what to do. Do
I just stand there and take whatever Orla decided to meter out? I couldn't hit
her, that might lead to all sorts of trouble and possibly police intervention,
but I couldn't allow her to just hit me. I had been on the receiving end of
her right handers and didn't want to feel another one nor did I want to be
subjected to acute embarrassment in front of Khun Sian and his group. Orla
however had no such inhibitions or problems and steamed into me. I had got up
from my chair, I wasn't going to hit her, but I was going to defend myself,
Orla feigned a punch to my head but as I went to cover up she swung her foot,
with deadly accuracy into my groin. The restraint was fitted in such a way
that my balls were squeezed in front of the locking ring and a swift kick in
just the right spot would produce a stunning result, which of course it did.
She slammed her foot between my legs with such force she lifted me off the
floor splattering my balls that were contained in the restraint. I crashed to
the floor and curled up into the foetal position. I was in agony, and writhed
on the floor at Orla's feet. She was merciless and dropped on me. She sat on
my chest and brushed away my feeble attempts to stop her from doing whatever
she pleased, Lisa rushed up to give her a hand when she saw what Orla intended
to do. She quickly unfastened my belt and unclipped the top of my jeans and
then unzipped my fly Lisa pulled off my shoes.

"PLEASE DON'T; PLEASE MISTRESS ORLA ... .PLEAS ... ." I begged, as the two
women removed my jeans.

"ON YOUR KNEES!" Orla demanded, I was dragged to the kneeling position, I wore
just the white lace panties that Orla had told me wear, they covered or hid
nothing, plastic restraint was very obvious, Orla pulled the panties down and
revealed me to Madam Mindiri and Pouna, no translation was necessary.

"I control his every function." Orla said. "I control his erections. He cannot
be a man unless I allow it." Orla said. And Pouna, who seemed rather excited,
translated what Orla had just said. Madam Mindiri was amused and like what she
saw, she got up from the table and stood in front of me, She said something to
Pouna.

"KISS MADAM MINDIRI'S FEET." Pouna shouted and without being told a second
time I bowed before her and kissed her shoes.

"AGAIN. DON'T STOP UNTIL YOU ARE TOLD." Pouna snapped. Madam said something
and Pouna came and stood beside Madam Mindiri. "KISS MY FEET!" Pouna demanded,
and I obeyed her.

Khun Sian and Patrice, looked on embarrassed and very unsure what to do, and
as if reading their minds Madam Mindiri said something sharply to Khun Sian
and Patrice, after which the two men quickly left the room.

"What did she say?" Orla asked as the two men hurried from the room.

Pouna said, "that if they wanted to stay for the rest of the meal they would
have to kneel before us or they could wait for us in the car." Lisa and Orla
laughed. Madam Mindiri said something

"STRIP HIM." Snapped Pouna said in perfect English, and in a few seconds I
knelt naked before the five Women.

I spent the rest of the meal kneeling like a dog under the table between Orla
and Madam Mindiri's chairs. Pouna was earning her money as both women spoke
quickly exchanging ideas about the project.

"He can stay as an adviser, but I am not paying for the services of a slave,"
Madam Mindiri said through Pouna. I think there are some areas where he will
be required and when he is not he will work as a labourer."

"Agreed," said Orla, "he does understand how the plant works, and he will be
useful when the time comes," but we will keep him on our budget.

"We have two very clever female engineers that I want to use on the project
they will pick his brains and learn what he knows about the operation."

The conversation was rapid fire with all of the Women exchanging thoughts and
ideas. Orla would be the Project Manager, Lisa the Financial Manager, Pouna
with Noi would be the Construction Managers and the Project Engineers would be
Souky and Na, the two Women who weren't present. Labour would be supplied from
two contractors, both run by prominent females in Bangkok. The notes and
minutes were taken down by Noi who had said almost nothing during the last
couple of hours, but she had taken to the project like a duck to water and
found the idea of a ferang being under the table kissing her feet a wonderful
and novel idea and one she could quickly get used to.

The lunchtime meeting broke up at about three thirty Madam Mindiri called for
Khun Sian and went out to the car park to look for him. Noi followed her and
Orla grabbed me by the hair and pulled me from under the table.

"Don't you ever try and undermined me again." She snapped, "I have got about
two hours of taped video of you in all sorts of compromising situations, and
will send it to whoever I like and show it to whoever I like. Do you
understand me?" she continued.

"Yes Mistress Orla." I timidly replied. I cowered on my knee before her head
bowed, "your working future is in my hands, your future as a man is in my
hands, never, never underestimate me; I will rip your cock and balls off your
stupid fucking body, I mean it I WILL MAKE YOU INTO A FUCKING COCKSUCKING
EUNUCH. DO I MAKE MYSELF PERFECTLY CLEAR?"

"Yes Mistress Orla. I'm sorry Mistress Orla." I said head bowed. I looked up
at her silently pleading with her. She stood over me, about five foot nine or
ten in her heel her brown eyes bored into me, her chestnut mane, framed an
almost pixie like face, that belied her strong, sadistic, character, I
couldn't hold her stare and looked down at her cleavage two buttons had now
popped open, she was very feminine, and very strong, far too strong for me.

"Obey me Larry, obey my team to the letter, failure to completely obey our
every command, our every instruction will result in a very painful castration.
I promise. Now get dressed and wait for us outside."

I quickly pulled on my panties and jeans and shoes and socks and I picked up
my shirt and put it on and walked to the door.

"CRAWL TO THE DOOR." Pouna shouted, it was her first order, and I fell to my
knees and obediently crawled out of the room to the chorus of laughter.

We met up down stairs Madam Mindiri had arranged the cars; a minibus had been
swapped for one of the saloons, Madam Mindiri wanted all of the Women and me
to take the minibus to Mukdahan, the rest could follow in the cars. Pouna was
going to drive, she was an energetic young woman who had an unlimited thirst
for life and there seemed there was nothing she couldn't do. She was about
five three in her heels, wore a white blouse, a turquoise skirt, she had short
jet black hair and lively dark brown eyes and her face lit up as she got
behind the wheel, Orla jumped in beside her and Madam Mindiri, Lisa and Noi
and I got in the back. And we left the men to sort themselves out. We hadn't
travelled too far down the road before Madam Mindiri said something to Pouna.

"Do you have the key to hi..er thing.." Pouna asked. Orla laughed, and took
the chain from around her neck and handed the key to Madam Mindiri, I sat
between her and Lisa Noi was behind me and looked over the back of the seat.

"Do you mind?" Pouna asked.

Orla shook her head, "no, not at all, Orla twisted in her seat to watch what
Madam Mindiri was going to do. She unfastened my jeans, and said something to
me.

"Take your pants off." Pouna told me, I unfastened my zip and pulled my jeans
and panties over my hips, I removed my shoes and socks and removed my jean and
then my panties, the clothes were handed to Noi who was told to throw them out
of the window, "he won't need clothes were he is going," Madam Mindiri said
through Pouna, I was given three blue pills and swallowed them with a mouthful
of water.

"Now we wait." Madam Mindiri said.

We travelled through eastern Thailand towards the Mekong River, the land was
unremarkable farming country, and the four lane highway took us from one
anonymous town to the next, occasionally a sign on the side of the road would
tell us how far we were from various towns, their names written in English,
but I wasn't interested I was becoming increasingly aware that my erection was
starting to grow. For the past twenty or so minutes Madam Mindiri and Lisa had
been stroking my inner thigh the back of their hands brushing my balls, I
tried in vain to ignore their attention, but now it was obvious to all that I
was in a little bit of trouble. The clear plastic tube that encased my cock
bounced about uncontrollably, my cock was engorged and a deep red, the veins
were very predominant. My erection was growing and had nowhere to go.

At first it was uncomfortable and then in started to become quite painful and
then it really hurt, each throb seemed to pump more blood into the organ and
the more it swelled the more it applied pressure to my balls. Orla looked at
me and laughed at the state I was getting into, Pouna looked at me in the rear
view mirror and adjusted it to watch Madam Mindiri tease and torture me, Noi
was told to tie my arms behind me, she told me in broken English to put my
wrists behind my neck where she looped a rope around them and tied my hands
behind the head rest, where she could control them, I was now completely at
their mercy, Madam Mindiri then wrapped her fingers around my balls and
squeezed. My screams filled the minivan; she squeezed my balls with one hand
and then punched them viciously with the other. Once, twice, three times, Orla
and Pouna laughed as I screamed for mercy. She ground my balls together,
kneading them, crushing them and then punching them again and again.
"AAAAAGGHHHHEEEPLEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAASSSSSSTTTTTTOOOOOOPPPPLEEEAAAAAGGGHHHHHH."
Noi held me easily and yanked my head by the hair as Madam Mindiri ground my
balls, she separated then and squeezed them between her thumb and forefinger
with a strength I was surprised she had. She had a ball in each hand and tried
to pop them. I screamed and thrashed around in my seat, but probably only
added to their amusement, Noi, pulled the seat back into full recline position
and the back of the seat almost fell into her lap. Madam Mindiri crushed and
ground my balls, she laughed as I squirmed and screamed as she tortured me.
Orla took out her camera and took a short movie of my torment on the bus.
Madam Mindiri was shouting something at me in Thai.

"What is she saying asked?" Orla asked as she filmed.

"She is going to skewer his balls on her stiletto make his balls kebab," Pouna
translated laughing as we drove along at seventy miles an hour. Madam Mindiri
raised her foot and put her shoe on my groin, and positioned the heel of her
shoe over my testicles, she looked at me, she spat out something at me in
Thai.

"LOOK AT ME." Pouna said. "I WANT TO SEE THE TERROR IN YOUR EYES AS I TAKE
YOUR MANHOOD." Pouna continued. Madam Mindiri wore stockings and light blue
satin panties, and was about to wear one of my balls!

'Please don't Madam Mindiri," I begged She poised her heel over my left
testicle, Orla was filming the whole thing. And ironically it was Orla who
saved me. She spoke rapidly to Pouna, "we don't want him, but we need him, he
has many contacts in China and until we have the contract finished we need
him. If Madam Mindiri has her way at the moment it will affect the project."

Pouna spoke in Thai to Madam Mindiri, explaining what Orla had said. Madam
Mindiri laughed. I have no intention of making him a gelding just yet," she
said through Pouna, "I just love the look of terror in a man's eyes when they
think they are going to lose their balls." And all of the Women burst out
laughing. I was almost overcome with emotion and I think the Orla and Lisa
were more than a little relieved too. I held a number of aces, that would
deliver this project completed on time, and as much as they didn't want me
aboard they needed me.

My cock still trying to grow in the confines of the restraint was causing me
severe pain that seemed to increase with every pulse beat; it was now a vivid
shade of purple and the engorged veins looked dangerously close to bursting.
The Women were amazed and amused at my total lack of control; my penis seemed
to have a life of its own, bouncing like a demented puppet. Madam Mindiri hit
my balls hard with the back of her hand.

"Do it again I dare you!" she said through Pouna. I did, I had no control over
it; she slapped me hard again," splattering my already very tender testicles.

"Move again I dare you!" Pouna said looking at the action in her mirror and
almost on cue, my cock bounced and again Madam Mindiri slapped my balls, and
again. The Women laughed. Orla who was capturing it all on film found the
episode very amusing; Madam Mindiri slapped my balls again and again and
again. I was in tears,
"PLEASSSSTOPPPPPLLEEAAAAAGGGGGHHHHMISTRESSSSMINIDIIIEEEEAAAAAG ... " I started
to cry ... ..My tears escalated things to another level, she slapped me hard
across the face and she punched me in the balls. I squealed in pain. Noi
wrapped her legs around my chest from behind and pulled my arms sharply back
behind me and then Madam Mindiri hit me with a barrage of very hard slaps to
the face, slaps that rattled my teeth, slaps that hurt, a real bitch slapping,
followed every time with a vicious punch to my tortured balls; each slap
seemed to be delivered with more force than the last, I was in agony and there
seemed no escape from Madam Mindiri's assault, and it only ended when she
became tired. And then without any fanfare or any indication that she was
going to do it Madam Mindiri and locked my restraint, she inserted the key and
unfastened the lock, she removed the tiny lock and then then took the
restraint apart; my relief was immediate, my cock bounced free and my balls,
as battered as they were, were a little less painful. Madam Mindiri stroked my
cock to a full seven inch erection, my purple bell end oozed a bit of precum.

"I want to fuck him is that alright she asked Lisa." Pouna translated.

Lisa laughed," sure, but you might be disappointed.

"Why?" Asked Pouna.

"He doesn't have a lot of staying power." Lisa told her the message was
relayed to Madam Mindiri, who smirked and said something.

"With Viagra he will last as long as I want him to" Madam Mindiri told the
bus, She removed her silk panties, and ran my cock along her slit and then
slowly impaled herself on my cock, She felt like a warm glove and she then
proceeded to ride me.

She fucked me all the way to Mukdahan.

*

We arrived in Mukdahan just as it was getting dark, they took us to a hotel,
the Palace, just a block back from the River, Pouna and Noi had made the
arrangements, three rooms had originally been booked, but other arrangements
had now been made for me. We pulled up outside the front of the hotel and
Pouna jumped out The women exchanged contact details as Lisa and Orla got out
of the bus and made their way through the foyer, the hotel staff took care of
their luggage, and inside a few minutes we were on our way again making our
way through the busy streets of downtown Mukdahan. Madam Mindiri had finish
fucking me just as we got into town and prior to our arrival she had tidied
herself up, brushed her hair, and sat sedately beside me as the transfer
happened around her, a porter glanced inside the bus and saw a middle aged
Thai Woman talking on her phone stroking the erection of a naked ferang
sitting beside her, he turned away nonplussed.

We drove south along the banks of the Mekong, heading out of town, the area
soon became quite rural and sparsely populated, small estates behind high
walls, and it was one of these estates we turned in to. A guard at the gate
stopped the bus Pouna was about to say something as she wound down her window,
but once the guard saw Madam Mindiri, he sprung to attention and quickly open
the gate and Pouna drove through. We pulled up outside the house, and I was
told to get out. I was naked and felt so vulnerable, so exposed. A maid opened
the door and I was ordered to my knees.

"Kiss her feet," Pouna told me. I obeyed, "Madam Mindiri said something as we
walked through the house. "You are the lowest form of life in this house," she
said through Pouna, "insect shit in here is higher on the scale than you. You
are my slave; you will work for me and my team, and obey all of us. Do you
understand?" Pouna asked as I crawled behind them.

"Yes Madam Mindiri, "I replied. They slowly walked through the house to the
kitchen and then down a flight of stairs into the basement, a bare single
light bulb cast long cold shadows over the walls and ceiling the click of the
Women's heels echoed noisily and ominously around me. We finally stopped at a
door that was padlocked, Madam Mindiri produced a key and opened the door; she
turned on the light, the room was little more than a cupboard it was higher
than it was wide and deep, a small, thin, dirty mattress covered half the
floor and a bucket completed the miserable list of fittings, I was told to
crawl in, I did as I was told and the door was closed behind me. I heard the
lock being snapped into place, the light was turned off.

Tbc.