White Slave in Malaysia Part 1 (Femdom, Inter, Humil)

I arrived at the door of Miss Vivien's bungalow exactly at 12pm as
ordered. I rang the doorbell then knelt down on the ground with my head on
the doormat and my ass in the air as she had instructed me to. I wore only
a pair of pumps, a string vest and tight shorts and I carried no luggage.
She had told me I would need none for my new life as her white houseboy.

As I waited for her to deign to open the door and as I tried to ignore the
rising heat of the tropical day and the titters and guffaws of passersby,
I reflected on how it was that I had come to be in this position, how I
was about to become the slave of the woman who had been my PA until,
following several reprimands, I had finally dismissed her from my company.

I had been the relatively successful manager of a small company in
Malaysia and Vivien Chow had been my Chinese PA. From the beginning her
work and her arrogant attitude had caused problems with both clients and
other staff. I had to reprimand her several times and we grew to hate
each other until, finally, I had to ask her to leave. it had been a
bitter parting and she had sworn to revenge herself on me. I laughed at
the time but now I knew better. Vivien always meant what she said.

Soon after my company hit financial trouble. I took out a loan but the
losses continued. I turned to gambling but only fell deeply into debt with
the local Triads. Finally, the company collapsed, I was left bankrupt and
the Triads threatened me with death if I didn't pay up.

I knew Vivien had contacts with the Triads through her late husband's
restaurant business. I also knew that his death had left her relatively
rich. Desperately, I decided to throw myself at her mercy.

She received me at her sumptious bungalow with an arrogant sneer. She was
seated on a comfortable armchair wearing a simple black dress that clung
tightly to her lean frame. Her long legs were crossed and her right foot,
which was clad in a simple black shoe, pointed towards me. I stood
before her, head down, my eyes abjectly pleading for help.

"I have heard about your problems so you needn't explain why you have
come." she said coldly "Although you certainly don't deserve it, I may be
able to help you. However, there will be a price to pay, a steep one."

"I will do whatever you say." I said humbly

"Yes." she said, you will.

She picked up her cellular phone and made a call. After a long discussion
in Chinese she put down the phone and turned to me.

"I have spoken with the Triad boss. He has agreed to let me pay off your
debt in monthly instalments. Until it is cleared you will work off your
debt by entering my service. If I am satisfied with your performance the
money will be paid. If I am not you will be turned over to the Triads.
They will not kill you but I do believe there is a big demand for white
she-males in Arabia these days."

She smiled as my face grew terribly pale, then suddenly snapped her
fingers, her face cold and hateful.

"You will be my houseboy, my white houseboy, a servant to take care of my
needs and those of my friends and clients. You will live only to serve me.
You will have no belongings except those that I choose to give you. You
will have no rights. You will have no rights except to serve me. You will
have no name except the ones I give you. You will not think except to
think my thoughts. You will only obey. You will no longer be a man you
will be a slave. You will be my toy to be used and abused as I see fit.
If you agree to these terms kneel down and lick the soles of my feet. If
you do not agree leave this house now."

I had no choice except to be her slave or a she-male slut in some local
brothel. I knelt and licked the sole of her extended shoe.

"Go now." she told me "Come back at 12pm exactly. I want you dressed only
in the minimum of clothing. When you arrive, ring the bell, then kneel
down with your head on the mat and your ass in the air. I want all the
neighbourhood to know my slave has arrived."

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After at least an hour of waiting, the door opened and a pair of filthy
shoes were extended for me to kiss. I crawled slowly inside after my
Mistress, about to embark on my new life.


"You will remain on the floor until my shoes are clean." said Miss Vivien.
"After you have done that you may stand."

I licked furiously, cleaning every trace of filth from her disgusting
shoes. Only when they were wet and shiny and I could see my face in them
did I dare to stand up, head bowed.

"Remove your clothes!" ordered Miss Vivien "Dogs should not be dressed in
front of their Mistresses, especially white dogs."

I stripped at once and she grasped my balls and penis tightly, digging
into them with her long nails so that I flinched.

"Do you like your dick doggy? Do you want to keep it?"

"Yes Mistress." I replied, my eyes watering.

"Then serve me well." she said menacingly "Serve me well and I might use
it for my pleasure. Fail to please me and the only dick you'll have is
someone else's in your mouth or up your ass. Understand?"

"Yes Mistress." I answered hoarsely, truly terrified.

"Good. But before you are allowed to pleasure me you must be trained to be
a good houseboy. You will be trained by my maid. You will be her
assistant.She doesn't like white dogs so she'll make sure you behave.  She
will have absolute power to command and punish you.Her name is Norida but
you will call her Miss Norida. She will call you Dog. She doesn't speak
much English but enough to give orders to dogs. She is waiting for you in
the kitchen. Crawl there now. She will instrucyt you in her new duties."

I fell to my knees and started to crawl but Miss Vivien ordered me to
stop.

"Wait!" she commanded "When greeting or leaving any woman in this house
you will fall to your knees and kiss their feet. In my case you will kiss
my feet and my ass. Do it!"

I crawled back and kissed her feet. She turned and presented me with her
ass. It was small and firm and beautiful. I kissed both cheeks adoringly
then ran my tongue up the crack in her tight white panties.

"Good." she smiled "I may use your tongue for cleaning my ass. Now off to
the kitchen!"

Hurriedly I crawled to the kitchen. A dark skinned Indonesian woman in her
late forties sat on a wooden chair. She was dressed in a tight-fitting
sarong and she looked at me with disdain. I kissed her feet.

"Stand up dog!" she ordered "Listen good. I boss here. You listen, you do
or you sorry! Understand?"

"Yes Miss Norida." I said bowing my head.

"Good dog." she said, fondling my cock. "Norida not like white dogs think
they better than her but she like white cock. You be good boy we play
together. You make Norida happy she look after you good."

"Thank you Miss Norida." I said, gratefully.

"Now business." she said, suddenly changing her manner. "You sleep here.
Good bed for dog."

She pointed to a dog bed in the corner of the room near a small buzzer.
Two dog bowls were set out beside the bed.

"You dog. You sleep here, you eat here. When bell ring you run to see what
Mistress want. You cook her food, you clean this house, you wash her
clothes, you wait at table. You do anything she want or you in big
trouble!"

She ordered me to turn round and squeezed my ass, while poking my hole
with a finger. I tensed my muscles instinctively.

"You got nice ass. Plenty boys pay good money for ass like this. Maybe
Norida get extra money from you."

"Please Miss, don't! I'll be a good boy, I promise." I begged.

She laughed. "We see. Now doggy put this on. Visitors don't want to see
your bare ass and cock when they come."

She produced a small scrap of cloth which she wrapped round my waist as a
sarong. My balls were left uncovered. I would be exposed whenever I bent
over.

"Not bad." said Miss Norida "But you very hairy. Miss don't like that. You
shave. Maid should be like little girl!"

She led me to the bathroom and gave me a razor. Then she helped me shave
my legs and balls till they were completely hairless.

"Good." she smiled "Now you look like maid."

Over the next few days I was trained in my household duties, scrubbing
floors on my hands and knees while Miss Norida fondled my cock with her
shoes, licking the many pairs of shoes in the household clean with my
tongue, using my tongue to clean the bathroom, washing Miss Viviens
clothes, having first rinsed her undies with my tongue, cooking food in
the hot kitchen while Miss Norida amused herself by tormenting my ass and
balls but never letting me cum. I waited at table, serving Miss Vivien
while she completely ignored me except to order me to lick up the scraps
of food which fell from her plate. Her leftovers served up in my dog bowl
were my only meals.

During this time I had almost no contact with Miss Vivien, except to kiss
her feet and ass daily and to wipe her ass after toilet, although she
promised to soon start using my tongue instead of toilet paper. This lack
of contact drove me crazy as I began to worship my Mistress and to live
for the few glimpses of her slender, beautiful body that I could steal. I
knew she hated me but I wanted only to please her.

My life was dominated by Miss Norida. During the day she was a cruel
taskmistress. She was never satisfied with my efforts and I soon made the
acquaintance of her "special friend", a rattan cane which she used at
every opportunity on my bare ass as I bent over a chair. She told me she
enjoyed red stripes on a white ass.

Nights were spent pleasuring Miss Norida after she had showered and I had
bathed her with both soap and tongue. It gave her a big kick to have me
kneel at her feet and suck on her toes or lick her soles, while having me
worship her ass really turned her on. Her biggest thrill however was to
make up my face to look like a young girls, employing lipstick, rouge and
mascara then having me eat out her pussy. This drove her wild and she was
able to cum several times. As a reward she would allow me to suck on her
big breasts while she cradled me like a baby.

If I came without her permission, however, it was the rattan for me. I was
only allowed to cum by masturbating in front of her then licking up my
mess. This nightly ceremony meant it was time for me to return to my
litter.

The highlight of Miss Norida's week was Saturday shopping, when I would be
dressed in my tight shorts and vest and forced to accompany her as she
visited the local shopping malls to buy the weekly provisions.

I was well known there and at first most people thought she was my maid.
This notion was soon dispersed however as Miss Norida enjoyed scolding me
in public or giving me orders. When shop assistants asked if she required
help with her purchases, since they were rather heavy, she would smile and
say:

"Don't worry. Boy carry them for his Mistress."

She would then snap her fingers and I would run forward to take the
shopping, much to the amusement of the mainly female assistants.

Miss Norida delighted in humiliating me publicly. For example, she would
make me wait outside in the pouring rain while she ate in cafes, clutching
tightly to my shopping bags, then call me inside to berate me for getting
the shopping wet.

She also enjoyed taking me to visit her Indonesian friends, domestic
servants like herself, and having me clean their rooms for them while they
amused themselves chatting or playing cards. More often that not I would
end up pussy worshipping all the women present, for which service Miss
Norida earned quite a bit of money. She was beginnig to like her white dog
and the status it brought her.

We had just returned from one such trip when Miss Vivien came to the
kitchen and thrust my sarong into my hands.

"Get changed!" she snapped "I have guests waiting in the living room and
they shouldn't be waiting!"

This was the first time Miss Vivien had decide to display me in front of
guests. I was terrified, but also rather excited. It seemed I was coming
to enjoy my life of slavery.





Dressed once more in my skimpy sarong I crawled to the living room. With
my head pressed to the floor all I could see were three pairs of feminine
shoes. I kissed each one then lay still, head on the floor, ass in the
air, till I received further instructions.

"How delightful!" said a familiar voice "It's so good to see the worthless
white dog in his proper place at last. Dog, look up."

I raised my head and saw, sitting on an armchair, Miss Chung. Once she had
been a typist in my office, quiet and obedient. She was in her mid-forties
and had just divorced her rather tyrranical husband. Perhaps this
accounted for the sudden change in her manner towards me.

"Yes, Vivien" she went on "I hated having to humble myself before an
inferior white dog like him. I used to dream of turning the tables on
him."

"Well now you can." said Miss Vivien "He is at your service. Simply give
him an order and he will obey."

Miss Chung smiled wickedly.

"On your feet dog."

I obeyed.

"Lift your skirt."

I lifted up the sarong to expose my cock.

"Masturbate."

I jerked my cock till I came on the marble floor, the guests exploding
with laughter.

"Lick up your mess you filthy dog!"

I knelt and licked up all the cum, again causing my audience much
merriment.

"Stand up and turn around!"

I stood up and turned to face the other guests I had not yet seen. They
were both young girls, Miss Chung's daughters whom I had once thrown out
of my office for making too much noise during a visit to their mother.

"You remember this dog don't you girls?" said Miss chung "He was cruel to
you. Are you afraid of him now?"

The eldest girl, Miss Theresa who was 18,laughed.

"How could we be afraid of a pathetic white dog like him? He's only a toy
for us to play with. Here dog sniff this!"

She turned and held up her ass. I crawled over and snifed like a real dog.

"Does it smell good?" she demanded

"Yes Miss Theresa." I replied.

"Would you like to lick shit from it?"

"Yes Miss Theresa."

"See, pathetic!" she laughed, sitting back in her seat.

Miss Chung laughed also.

"My youngest daughter, Miss Rachel, is 16 today. She will have a party
this afternoon for her female friends and you will be the waiter. Go to my
car and wait for me."

I kissed each of their feet and Miss Vivien's ass and stole out to her car
 . I entered the back door and lay on the floor.

Miss Chung and Miss Rachel sat in the front while Miss Theresa sat in the
back, her feet on my face, forcing me to lick her soles all the way to her
home whie she tormented me with brief flashes of her panties. I was soon
erect but that only caused her to put her foot on my cock and cruelly
press it.

At last we reached her home and I was ushered inside to her bedroom.

"Mother wants me and Miss Rachel to take care of everything for this
afternoon." she said "this party is for girls only so you mustn't be out
of place."

She sat me down on a chair in front of a mirror and she and miss Rachel
began to apply make up to my face, too much make up so that I soo looked a
miserable caricature of a woman.

"You look a nice little slut!" said Miss Theresa proudly. "Now to dress
you!

I was forced into a frilly white dress which was pulled tight against me,
padding having first been added to give the impression of breasts. My cock
was then wrapped in a harness which was pulled through my legs and
attached to a  white collar which was fastened round my neck. I was then
put in white frilly panties and given a pair of white heels to wear. The
ensemble was finished off with a long blonde wig.

"A really slutty blonde maid!" cried Miss Theresa, delighted with her
handiwork. "I'm sure our guests will be delighted with you!"

I started to cry but a stinging slap from Miss Theresa's hand stopped me.

"Don't ruin your mascara." she hissed "You must be perfect."

I was then bundled off to the living room where the party food had already
been laid out to await the guests.

As each Chinese girl entered I had to curtsey and say:

"Welcome to Miss Rachel's party, Mistress. How can I serve you?"

All the guests were very amused to have a white girl at their beck and
call and soon had me fetching them food and drink from the table. Of
course, I could hardly walk in my heels and began to drop and spill food,
some on the guests!

"Clumsy slut!" Miss Theresa would hiss "Clean up this mess or you'll feel
my cane!"

I had to kneel and lick the mess from the floor or from the guests. They
were thrilled by the sight of a white girl debasing herself in this way
and soon made every effort to have me repeat my mistakes in the hope of
seeing me punished.

At last, Miss Theresa did fetch her cane. Some of the guests demanded I be
thrashed on my bare ass but Miss Theresa, not wishing to expose me as a
man, insisted on beating the palms of my hands until I cried, which caused
all the guests to laugh loudly.

One of the guests suggested I deserved some food for all my hard work so
Miss Theresa took a piece of cake and smeared it over the sole of her shoe
then made me kneel down in front of the guests and lick it off. Once
again, they were all delighted by the scene of a white girl being so
humiliated by her Chinese mistress. When they left they all vowed to have
their parents purchase such a slave for their own use.

After the guests had left I was put to work cleaning up and washing the
dishes. Miss Rachel and Miss Theresa asked their mother if they could keep
me for the night to pleasure them but their mother refused. she wanted me
for herself.

She threw me over her bed and thrashed me with her cane until I was in
tears, taking out all the anger she harboured towards me and her husband.
Then, cuffing my arms and legs to the bed, she used my cock and mouth
pussy till she was completely sated. I was then released and kicked to the
floor where I slept till morning.

I was woken by a phone call. Miss Chung spoke in Chinese then addressed
me.

"That was Miss Vivien, dog. You are not to go home today. One of our
friends will come to pick you up. Now crawl to the bathroom and wait. I
know my ass needs worshipping and I'm sure Miss Theresa's will too."

I crawled away, delighted at the prospect of serving my young mistress in
such a way and wondering who Miss Vivien's friend would be.





Once in the bathroom, I knelt down on the floor till Miss Chung had
finished with the toilet. I was then permitted to lick her delicious pussy
and ass clean before bathing her in the shower.

Miss Theresa was next to use the bathroom but instead of using me on her
ass she preferred to have me lick her young pussy, pressing my mouth
against her as I knelt on the floor and she stood over me displaying all
her youthful charms. Once she had cum over my face she rewarded me by
letting me suck on her pert young breasts, calling me her good little
puppy dog.

Miss Rachel did not let me touch her. She made me kneel on the floor
while, like her sister, she disrobed and showed her beautiful young body
in all its glory.

"Would you like to lick me, doggy?" she asked, rubbing her breasts and
pussy "Would little doggy like to run his tongue round my pussy and suck
on my titties?"

"Yes please Mistress" I said eagerly

She replied with a sharp kick to my face that sent me sprawling.

"You little piece of white shit!" she breathed, straddling my prone body,
"You're not even fit to look upon my body let alone touch it! This is all
you and your kind deserve!"

With that she opened her legs and let out a stream of hot piss on my face.
I cried out but as I did so I only succeeded in swallowing her golden
rain.

"Mom, Mom!" cried Miss Rachel "Come and see what the dog has done!"

Miss Chung and Miss Theresa came running in.

"You filthy white dog!" yelled Miss Chung, looking at the pool of piss
"Lick this up at once then report to my room for punishment!"

Sobbing, I set about the disgusting task of licking up Miss Rachel's piss
while my two young mistresses laughed uncontrollably.

When I had finished I crawled behind them to the bedroom where I was
ordered to bend over a wooden chair and expose my bare ass, still sore
from Miss Chungs admonitions the night before.

"Now my daughters you have seen how dirty white dogs can be. There is only
one way to cure them of such habits and that is to punish them severely. I
have always found this very effective."

She picked up her rattan cane and swung it across my ass. I winced in
pain.

"You see." said Miss Chung. "Very effective.  Now Rachel, since it was you
he upset it's only right that you should be the one to punish him."

She handed her daughter the cane and she began to beat me. After her
actions in the bathroom I was sure that this cruel sixteen year old would
be no kinder than her mother and I was right. She laid into me with all
the power in her slender body until I was a sobbing, broken wreck and her
arms were too tired to do more.

Once she stopped I fell to the floor and kissed her feet.

"Thank you for punishing me Miss Rachel." I said, as Miss Norida had
taught me too "I deserve far worse."

"Next time you will get it!" snapped Miss Rachel.

At that moment the doorbell rang. Miss Chung answered and soon returned.

"Miss Rangheela is here for you." she said "I'm sure she'll find new ways
to make you behave. Now crawl out of my house like the dog you are."

I kissed each of their feet and crawled out of the house to the car
waiting to take me to the home of Miss Rhangeela, once a clerk in my
office now to be my mistress. I hoped against hope that the humiliations I
would have to endure would be less than those I had just suffered at the
hands of Miss Chung and her daughters.