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  “So what’s your decision, Nick? Are you going to behave?”

  Nick knew he was completely trapped. Everybody he cared about was at risk, and even though there was a possibility that Johnny Ho was bluffing, he was not going to take a chance on calling it.

  “You’ve left me no choice,” he said dejectedly.

  “In that case,” Johnny Ho said. “I think it’s time we got started with the after-dinner entertainment.”

  Chapter Thirty-Seven

  Satoru removed the trays from the two tightly-bound girls and led them down to the dungeon. Kono refilled everybody’s glasses and the conversation, punctuated with laughter, resumed in Japanese. Johnny Ho, noticing that Nick wasn’t drinking, said, “Don’t worry, it’s not laced with scopolamine this time. Please join us.”

  Aware that Kono was lurking menacingly in the background, Nick took a tentative sip of cognac.

  “Finish it,” Johnny Ho prompted, his tone less pleasant this time. Nick drained the glass, which was greeted with much approval from the rest of the table.

  Nick had to ask. “What have you given me?”

  “Nothing harmful,” Johnny Ho said. “Just a strong stimulant, which I think you’ll find rather pleasant.”

  “You’re going to need it,” Yamaguchi mocked. “You’ve got a lot of work ahead of you.”

  The Japanese reverted to their native tongue again, leaving Nick to ponder Yamaguchi’s words. He was their plaything now, just like Lucy and Yuriko. He watched them smoking, drinking and getting in the mood, and wondered how he had managed to get himself into this nightmarish situation.

  After about ten minutes, he began to feel a little light-headed, and… something else - he found that his eyes were being magnetically drawn towards Madame Takeda’s partially exposed breasts, their milky, white flesh rising and falling as she talked and laughed. He looked at her heavily made-up face, and her black hair, pulled up into a tight bun. She must have been over forty, but she was an extremely seductive woman. He caught himself visualizing her bent over the table, with her legs spread as he slapped her naked bottom, her plump cunt lips pouting enticingly…

  What the hell is happening here? he thought. They must have given me an aphrodisiac mixed with a hallucinogen!

  His mind was lucid, but a warm, fuzzy feeling was growing in his lower abdomen, and his cock was rigid. Madame Takeda turned towards him and smiled, and to his internal horror, he grinned back!

  “Now, now, Nick,” Johnny Ho chuckled. “Your darling sweetheart is downstairs.”

  Addressing him in English for the first time, Madame Takeda said, “Do you find me attractive, Nick?”

  Nick’s palms were sweating and he struggled to speak. “I… I don’t know. Yes, you’re a very sexy lady…”

  “I think he’s ready,” Yamaguchi said.

  “Then let’s go,” said Johnny Ho.

  They went down to the dungeon and Nick surveyed Satoru’s handiwork in a state of aroused horror. His body tingled and all his senses were focused, as he recorded every detail in sharp relief.

  Lucy was hanging upside-down from the steel frame. Her legs were stretched wide apart and she was still stark naked. Her wrists were bound behind her back and her mouth was still stretched open with the ring gag, saliva trickling down over her reddening face.

  Yuriko, wrapped up in a leather corset that squeezed her tiny waist impossibly tight, was kneeling at Satoru’s feet. Her small breasts peeked out over the top, and she was naked from the waist down. Her feet were adorned with red ankle boots, and Satoru had completed her kinky attire by placing a black rubber hood over her head, leaving only her nose, mouth and chin exposed.

  Johnny Ho and Yamaguchi sat on a wooden bench, but Madame Takeda remained standing.

  “You too, Nick,” Johnny Ho said, before Nick could sit down. “You’re part of the show.”

  Then, to Nick’s surprise and shameful pleasure, Madame Takeda pulled her latex dress up over her head and dropped it onto the floor. She was wearing a red bra with matching panties, and Nick’s already stiff member throbbed harder.

  With Lucy watching from her inverted position, Madame Takeda approached Nick and, fixing her eyes on his, unbuttoned his shirt. Mesmerized, Nick watched her as she slid it over his shoulders and then rubbed her fingers over his chest. Without taking her eyes off him, she undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. Rooted to the spot, Nick allowed this bewitching older woman to slide his shorts down, and then he stepped out of his shoes and stood naked in front of everyone, his penis sticking out like a ramrod.

  Finally, Madame Takeda looked down, and then wrapped her fingers around Nick’s shaft. He gasped as she slid her hand up and down, pulling his foreskin back and scraping her long nails over his glans, whilst testing the weight of his balls with her other hand. After toying with Nick’s genitals for a while, Madame Takeda stepped back and unclipped her bra. Her breasts literally popped free like a pair of white melons with long brown nipples that captured Nick’s undivided attention. Next, she rolled down her panties, and Nick’s eyes were now riveted on the thick black bush growing between her legs. They faced each other completely naked, and Nick was overcome by a powerful urge to mount this mature Asian woman and pump her for all he was worth.

  Before his base instincts got the better of him however, Madame Takeda went over to the bench and sat down next to the two Japanese criminals. She opened her legs and leaned back and opened her pussy lips with her fingers, displaying the moist, pink interior. Nick gazed as if in a dream, as Satoru nudged Yuriko over to Madame Takeda, positioning the blinded girl’s face between the older woman’s thighs. Catching the scent of her pussy, Yuriko poked out her tongue and began probing Madame Takeda’s meaty labia. As he watched the lesbian act - the trussed-up, hooded girl on her knees, the small twin apples of her ass exposed, Madame Takeda tweaking her own long nipples, head thrown back - Nick found that he was gripping his own dick and gently massaging it.

  But now events were taking another bizarre turn. Satoru went over to a cabinet and returned with a short-handled leather whip which he proffered to Nick. When Nick refused to accept it, Satoru again rummaged in the locker, this time returning with a vicious-looking thin steel rod. Without hesitation, he brought it down hard across Lucy’s dangling breasts with a whoosh and a crack. Lucy screamed through her ring gag, shaking her head violently as a wicked purple stripe rose up across her chest.

  Satoru raised the metal rod again, but this time Nick rushed over and grabbed his arm. Even in his emotionally aroused state, he’d got the message. This was the deal. Nick had to inflict pain on Lucy in order to prevent Satoru from dishing out far worse punishment. He just prayed that Lucy would understand. Once more, Satoru held out the whip and this time Nick accepted it before Satoru could administer such intense agony again.

  Nick briefly examined the whip, which consisted of a handle and five leather strips. He had no idea how hard he was supposed to hit her, but he feared that if he didn’t leave any marks, Satoru would take over again. He shuddered at the thought of what she would look like after a beating like that - the welt across her tits had already turned an ugly shade of blue.

  Lucy was still making sobbing noises as Nick dealt the first blow, the leather thongs landing on her right thigh and then curling around to her buttocks. Lucy cried out again, but the whip only left a series of red lines which meant he hadn’t broken the skin. Trying to avoid Lucy’s eyes below him, Nick dispensed the next strike, this time leaving a trail of red stripes on Lucy’s stomach. Hating himself, Nick continued the onslaught over her buttocks, across her back and legs, and at Satoru’s insistence, on her already-wounded breasts. Lucy was wailing through the ring gag, her tears mixing with her saliva and dripping onto the concrete floor, when Satoru finally indicated that Nick could stop. Panting, he studied the results of his labors, and although her body was crisscrossed with red lines, he had avoided causing her serious harm. Poor Lucy! She hung before him, her now crimson face, inche
s from his cock, her body trembling.

  Nick turned around and saw that Yuriko was still servicing Madame Takeda’s sopping cunt with her tongue, and that Johnny Ho and Ken Yamaguchi were examining Lucy’s battered and suspended body with lewd curiosity. Nick hoped that it was over. Lucy had been up there for quite some time and it was clear that blood was accumulating in her head.

  Unfortunately for Nick - and more so, for Lucy - they were just getting started.

  Chapter Thirty-Eight

  Nick stood naked in front of his perverted audience, his cock powerfully erect, and his mind in a tormented spin. The aphrodisiac that he had been given was overwhelming his senses. He glanced over at Yuriko’s pert, raised bottom as she continued to perform oral sex on Madame Takeda, and he could see her labia between her slightly parted thighs. Beside him, at head height was Lucy’s cunt, her pussy lips parted between her cruelly stretched thighs. He could smell her musky odor and his engorged penis twitched involuntarily. He was torn between revulsion at what he was being forced to do, and an all-consuming animal desire to fuck.

  “Well done, Nick,” Johnny Ho mocked. “You’ve made a good start. I’m sure Lucy really appreciated that. Now Satoru’s got another task for you.”

  Satoru beckoned him over to a worktop, upon which sat a portable electric hob, a saucepan, a soup ladle, a small plastic funnel, and a large plastic bottle of cooking oil. Nick watched curiously as Satoru emptied the entire contents of the bottle into the pan. Then he switched on the hob, and leaving the oil to slowly warm, Satoru picked up the funnel and went back across to Lucy. Standing behind her inverted form, he placed the four-inch tube of the funnel against her anus and slowly pushed down.

  Nick stared with a mixture of shameful arousal and repugnance as the tube invaded Lucy’s body. She let out a series of painful grunts as her anal sphincter muscle accepted the hard plastic and the first inch slipped into her rectum.

  Nick was suddenly reminded of the electric rod that Satoru had inserted into Lucy’s ass the day Nick had broken in. It occurred to him that during their time together, she had never suggested anything to do with anal sex, and from the way she was clenching her toes, he suspected it was now even further from being on her list of sexual practices.

  Satoru, clearly relishing the moment, took his time pressing the funnel down, and to make matters worse for Lucy, the tube grew wider with every disappearing inch. Lucy was visibly distressed now, and she started to struggle against her bonds. Eventually, with four inches of hard plastic tubing inserted into her rectum, the wide flange rested flush between her ass cheeks. Lucy jerked her legs and twisted her hips in an effort to eject the invading object but her sphincter muscle held it firmly in place.

  Now it was Nick’s turn. Satoru returned to the worktop and handed him the soup ladle. Then he pointed to the funnel protruding obscenely from Lucy’s asshole and said, “All of it.”

  They were the first words of English he had spoken to Nick, but they spoke volumes. He estimated that it would take several minutes to ladle the contents of the saucepan into Lucy’s bowels, and meanwhile, the cooking oil would be steadily heating up. It was a race against time. As much as he abhorred the idea of giving Lucy an unwanted oil enema, the longer he delayed, the more painful it would become for her.

  As if reading his thoughts, Johnny Ho said, “Better get to it, Nick. In a few minutes, that oil will be piping hot. I don’t think your girlfriend will appreciate you burning her insides.” He chuckled and added, “And with that hard-on you’re carrying, she might think you’re enjoying yourself.”

  Nick hurried across to the saucepan and already feeling its warmth on his face, scooped up as much oil as he could. Then he returned to Lucy and raised the ladle up between her outstretched thighs.

  Sorry, Lucy, he thought. We’ve got to get through this as quickly as possible.

  He tipped the golden-brown liquid into the mouth of the funnel and without waiting to watch it vanish, went back to the pan. Behind him, he heard Lucy emit an outraged squeal. For the next five minutes, Nick went back and forth between the saucepan and the impaling funnel. He had to be careful not to spill the increasingly hotter oil over Lucy’s thighs and buttocks, whilst moving as fast as he could. With each ladleful of hot cooking oil trickling into her rectum, Lucy let out a shrill scream. By the time Nick had scooped up the dredges of the oil and deposited it inside her, Lucy was writhing frantically and swinging from her suspended ankles. Johnny Ho and his friends were smiling contentedly and even Madam Takeda had pushed Yuriko away and was now fingering herself as she watched Lucy’s torment.

  Next, Satoru took hold of the funnel and pulled. As the lubricated tube slipped easily out of Lucy’s asshole, her body convulsed and a small fountain of oil started spurting out of her. Satoru, who was ready for this, placed his thumb over Lucy’s anus and produced a small phallic shaped rubber plug from his pocket. Switching hands, he proceeded to press the plug inside Lucy’s tortured bung hole. Once again, her sphincter gripped the foreign object, ensuring that she was unable to squeeze it out, and trapping the hot oil inside her bowels. As well as suffering from the heat of the oil, the pressure must have been giving her severe cramps because her screams were now reduced to a low gurgling moan, a desolate sound that made Nick want to cry himself.

  Satoru however, was relentless. He pointed to Nick’s rigid penis and said, “Gag her.”

  Again, he left no room for ambiguity. Torn between pity and his drug-induced ardor, Nick stepped forward and placed the swollen head of his cock inside Lucy’s o-ring gag. He could feel the studs on her flailing tongue as he pushed deeper into her mouth, until finally his balls were hanging in front of her eyes. Nick was now facing Lucy’s inverted vagina and he could see the flat base of the butt-plug an inch further away.

  From behind him, Nick heard Johnny Ho say, “Give her a good tonguing. Get her nice and wet.”

  With his cock filling Lucy’s hot, wet mouth, Nick placed his hands on her waist and gently dipped his tongue into her vaginal opening. He felt Lucy’s body jerk as he then pressed his lips firmly against her labia and jabbed with his tongue. Very quickly, his mouth and nostrils began to fill with Lucy’s sweet nectar. Even in her helpless state of pain and humiliation, her body was instinctively reacting to his attentions. Without moving his hips, Nick continued in this vertical sixty-nine position for several minutes before Johnny Ho told him to stop. With a loud sucking sound, Nick pulled his member out of Lucy’s throat.

  “Turn around,” said Johnny Ho.

  Nick did so, and discovered that Yuriko was now on her hands and knees at his feet, presenting him with her pert little backside.

  “Fuck her, Nick,” Johnny Ho commanded. “You must be horny as hell by now. Yuriko’s all yours. Take her.”

  The hapless maid moved her head - still encased by the leather hood – from side to side, clearly trying to work out what was going on. Nick stared down at her firm white rump and the folds of pink lips nestled between her cheeks. The urge to fuck was all-consuming and he knelt down behind Yuriko, only inches from Lucy’s hanging, contorted face.

  All other considerations were swept aside as he focused on his succulent target. Neither Lucy’s anguished presence, nor his fascinated audience mattered, as he parted Yuriko’s thighs with his hands and then brushed the tip of his cock against her labia. At his touch, Yuriko’s head snapped up and the muscles in her thighs rippled. Roughly, he pushed forward, feeling her luscious petals move aside, and then plunged into her wonderfully tight love tunnel. Yuriko gasped as her soft vaginal walls accommodated his invading member. Steadily, Nick pressed himself all the way in, jamming himself up against the soft globes of her pert behind.

  For a moment, Nick remained motionless inside her, relishing the sensation of her hot pussy gripping his cock. Then he withdrew until only a couple of inches of his shaft remained inside the shivering little Japanese girl, and then began to fuck her slowly and rhythmically, feeling every clinging inch of her vaginal pa
ssage. As he picked up the tempo, he glanced down at his glistening shaft as it darted in and out between her soft lips and he became momentarily conscious of his surroundings. Immediately to his right, Lucy, suspended by her ankles, seemed to be following every thrust of his hips. With her mouth forced wide open, and her face slick with her saliva and tears, it was impossible to gauge her expression.

  Briefly, Nick halted his thrusting, but the urge for release had become excruciating and so he resumed pounding into Yuriko, his loins slapping against her ass cheeks so hard she had to brace herself with her arms to stay in place. Suddenly, Nick felt Yuriko’s vaginal muscles contract and he experienced a euphoric rush as she began to milk his organ. With a visceral grunt, Nick emptied his seed into her, and at the same time, Yuriko gave a mewling cry and her slender body twitched below him. Breathing heavily, Nick remained inside Yuriko, who had collapsed onto her elbows, her hooded forehead resting on the floor.

  “See how your boyfriend is, Lucy?” Johnny Ho said. “He whipped you and filled you with hot oil, and now he’s pleasuring another woman.”

  Lucy gave no reaction, and Nick saw that her face was now as red as a beetroot. Satoru noticed it too, and he reached between her legs and popped the plug out of her anus. With an unladylike farting noise, Lucy’s strained insides immediately started ejecting the oil. A steady fountain squirted a full six inches into the air before dropping back down onto her crotch and then cascading over her back and stomach. Lucy grunted with relief as her excretions went on and on until her whole body was shining. When she was finally empty, Satoru pressed a button on the control panel, and unceremoniously lowered her to the floor.

  “Nick, tell Lucy how much you liked fucking Yuriko,” Johnny Ho said.

  Nick, still rock-hard inside Yuriko’s pussy, looked down at Lucy’ slick, naked body. The poor girl looked shattered.

  “Tell her how good it was and you want to do it again and again.”