Day 15: Violation

I was sad to leave Phi Phi, but arriving back at the hotel in Phuket felt like coming home. The 'giggly girls' were there. One of them looks like the fit sister from Fresh Prince. She wears orange Crocs and tight dark blue jeans. She speaks no English, so I just sit and watch her make ice cream and when she sees that I'm staring I pretend to be reading the menu. Jonny pigged the receptionist for the rest of the day, and we invited her out with us for a drink, but Jonny wasn't willing to share her with us, so shot the bull saying that she had a boyfriend and wouldn't be out.

We showed Imran and Oscar around Phuket. We'd show them it properly at night. The pros sleep during the day.

Then a massage. I was conned. Jonny and Henry walked in and took the two girls who were free for the massage. And I was left with the mystery guest, the booby prize. Behind a curtain came out this bulky 40 year old woman. I'm 30 per cent sure she was a woman. We were led up the familiar staircase to the curtained room. Off with my clothes, and I lay down, my limp penis shrivelling away from her rough and cruel looking hands. Jonny and Henry were already laughing and kissing their girls. Not mine, there was no affection. She stared down harshly into my eyes and began the massage.

So the massage. I can't really call it a massage. It was a violation. I was essentially raped. She began not with a light massage of the shoulders but by cracking my knuckles and digging her fists into my elbow joints. Next she started to nipple cripple me. At first it was light and playful, then she really twisted them.

'You like?' She said staring down at my horrified face.

I remained silent. She then started to pull my nipple hairs out. Then she bypassed the handy and went straight for the arse. Now I don't mind a bit of gooch play when I'm getting wanked off. In fact, I'll even let a girl put a finger up there. But this was neither. She pulled some of my gooch hairs out, then slowly at first, but then with relish and vigour, forced three fingers, well past knuckle, straight up my arse hole, and seemed to be scratching about in there. It hurt a lot. I tried to tighten my arse muscles to force her out, but it didn't work. Was it her fingers up my arse that gave me the erection? Because I was rock hard.

Then came the handjob. Jonny was getting a long loving wank, off his, and fucking Henry had manipulated his to take off her top and suck him off. Mine remained fully clothed, and worked my cock. No lube, no spit, a dry powerful handy. My cock was red raw in seconds. It was an 'unhappy ending', and it took a long time. As I came she turned my cock onto myself, so that I was left with a puddle of jizz in my belly button. I handed over the money and hobbled back to the hotel. My arse hole had expanded and my body had red marks all over it.

We watched the Ashes and went to bed. Poo seeped out my arse all night, I felt like I'd been raped.