There are Handlers, and then there are “Handlers”

The four of us are ushered into the showers, where we all immediately hide against the walls, knowing full well this time how cold the water is when it first starts. My ass is so sore, and it hurts a little to move so quickly, but its better than being blasted with the cold water.

As the water starts to spray from the nozzles in the shower room, i look over the Chinese girls across the room from us. The older one has her arms wrapped around the younger one, and is trying to console her while she quietly sniffles and cries against the wall. Her back side is a mess: it looks like someone smeared brown cream all over her ass. I imagine I look similar.

The Chinese handler comes in a moment later with the same type of bag that Hank had the first time he came in this room with us. When he opens the door, he opens it wide, letting in a cold burst of air, and looks over each of our naked bodies as he closes it behind him. I can see the hunger in his eyes as he looks over Missy’s tits and ass. Is he going to rape us too? Whats to stop him? The “guards” outside the room sure aren’t going to…

Missy and I look at each other worriedly and try to cover our privates as best we can so he can’t gawk at them any more.

After a moment of staring at us, he sets his bag down and takes his clothes off. His dick is small in comparison to those I’ve seen so far. He pulls a pair of handcuffs from the bag and walks over towards us through the now warm water. Missy and I back into the corner and face the wall to try to get away from him, but there really isn’t far to go.

He grabs one of Missy’s hands and cuffs it, then reaches for the other. Missy whimpers and her face tightens. “No Stop!” I yell. I try to pull him off her, but he puts one hand on my chest and easily pushes me backwards. I slip on the wet floor and fall on my already sore bottom.

I watch as he grabs Missy’s other arm and pulls it behind her back and cuffs it with the other. He presses her body against the wall with his and puts his dick in her hands. He says one word in a barely comprehensible Chinese accent “Stroke…”.

Missy whimpers and looks up at the ceiling, and does her best to try to stroke the man’s dick. After a moment, he reaches his hands around Kadıköy Yabancı Escort her body, and plays with her clit with one hand, and cups her breast with another.

I get up again and try to push him away, but he takes his hand off Missy’s breast just long enough to give me a hard shove back to the wall. Even without my hands bound, I’m still powerless here. I can’t stop him from raping my cousin. I am forced to watch as he pulls her backwards, and bends her over, mashing her face against the wall for leverage.

Her large tits swing slightly in the air, dripping water from them from the shower. The man lines up his dick with her pussy and slowly enters her. He barely begins thrusting before we hear a knock on the door. I see hank put his head in, eyes covered like he did last time we were in the shower. I yell as loud as I can “HANK! HELP!!”.

“What?!” hank replies as he opens his eyes and sees what the other handler is doing. Hank’s face turns beet red and he drops the bag he was carrying. He hurriedly walks over to the man, getting his clothes soaked in the water. The man, seeing Hank so angry, has stopped thrusting and was putting his arms up to cover his face and body, knowing what Hank was about to do.

Hank grabs his arm with one hand and pulls him off, then his other hand clenches to a fist and smashes the other man on the side of the head. The man staggers backwards from the blow, then Hank charges him. He grabs him by the stomach and smashes him against the wall, then lets him fall to the floor, where Hank proceeds to kick him hard in the ribs and legs several times.

Hank stands there, still beet red over the beaten, bloodied naked man, breathing heavily. The Chinese man puts a hand up in the air and starts yelling incoherently in Chinese, obviously begging for mercy. Hank stares him down for another moment until he begins to calm down.

I look over at the other girls. The older one is still holding her sister, but she is looking at her handler in a heap on the ground, smiling slightly. She looks glad that he was beaten so badly. Her expression changes back to worry for her sister and she goes back to staring at the wall before her handler notices her enjoyment.

Hank walks over to Missy who was now standing facing the wall, Kadıköy Yeni Escort still handcuffed. He pulls a small key from his pocket and unlocks her handcuffs, then throws them at the other handler.

“You OK?” he asks Missy.

“Yeah, I think so…” she replies.

“Alright good.” he says “You girls warsh up quick here, an I’ll take ya back t’ yer room in a bit.”

He walks over to the bag he had hastily dropped earlier and hands it to me. He walks over to the corner of the room by the door and stares at the Chinese handler, who is just now finally getting up. I take the soap from the bag and start to wash myself and remove the mess that is still all over my back side. Missy grabs the shampoo and starts to shower as well.

The other man, under the close watch of Hank, walks over to his bag and takes out a bar of soap. He grabs the younger girl from her sister, handcuffs her again like he had Missy, and begins to aggressively spread her butt cheeks and rub her with the soap under the water. He gives her a light slap on the ass and the young girl bends over slightly for him as if she is used to such horrible treatment, and the older one watches with her arms crossed.

It’s then I realize that this must be how he usually treats them, and I am very thankful that we have Hank, and not a man like him.

After he rinses her off, he gets dressed again, he grabs the sisters by their arms, and leads them both out of the room, past Hank who is still glaring at them. After the door closes, Hank turns around to face the wall and breaths slowly to try to calm down.

“We’re done hank.” I say when Missy and I have finished.

“Alright, I’ll git ya some towels, stay right here.” he says as he leaves for a moment.

I can’t help but feel bad for those two girls, even though I’m really in the same bad place they are. But their handler cuffs them and further humiliates them and probably rapes them in the shower after their shows. Their handler didn’t even let them dry off with towels before leaving. I start to think about all of the minor courtesies that Hank tries to give us to make us still feel like human beings. Those poor girls…

Hank returns with towels, we dry off and he escorts us back to our room without incident from the guards Kadıköy Masaj Salonu this time. When we get back to the room, we find that a large area rug has been spread out on the floor and the mattresses re-positioned on it with folded up sheets on them. The rug is brown, and has a few dark-colored squares in it for a little color. There are holes cut in the rug for the various hooks and rings that protrude from the floor, but at least our feet won’t be freezing as we walk around now.

Missy surveys the changes and looks over at me. She has a strange look in her eyes, but I’ve known her long enough to know what she is thinking. They are trying to make this place more comfortable. But is that because they are expect for us to be here for a while? Or is that just to make it more comfortable for the men during our sessions?

“I had them get ya some carpet for the floors in here.” Hank says when he sees me eyeing the rug. “Big M said beds go to the winners, but he didn’t say nothin’ bout no carpets.” he winks at me.

“Hank, why is everyone so scared of you here?” I ask him.

“Big M tole’ ’em all that I killed a bunch of people back in the states ‘fore I came here.”

I stare at him, a little amazed at what I had just heard. “But you’re such a kind person, how could they believe that?”

“Well, big M tole me it’d be easier fer me t’ have ’em all scared of me, so he made up the story. He said all I gotta do is just act like its true an’ everyone’ll leave me and my girls alone. Well, he was mostly right. So all I gotta do is beat the livin tar out’a anyone who makes me mad, act tough, and carry this knife around on my belt.” He pulls out a large, straight edge knife from his belt loop. Its the largest knife I had ever seen… It must be almost a foot long.

He looks at it disapprovingly, and slides it back in its holster. “Well girls, I hate to cut it short again, but I gotta go get out of these wet clothes. If there’s one thing I hate, its walkin’ ’round all day in wet clothes!”

“Thank you Hank” Missy says before he leaves. This is the first time she seems sincerely grateful to him for being there.

Hank smiles and replies before leaving “I’ll see you later girls”.

We change back into our clothes and spend the rest of the day bored in our cell. Food is brought to us a couple of times, and Hank comes by to check on us once in a while. The room isn’t exactly comfortable, but the rug at least adds a small level of comfort, and doesn’t make me feel like I am running around naked in a hospital.

The next morning finally comes around…

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