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  When Nick didn’t respond, Johnny Ho nodded at Satoru who picked up the steel rod he had used earlier. Even as disoriented as she was, Lucy instinctively squealed and rolled onto her stomach to protect her breasts.

  As Satoru raised the rod, Nick hurriedly said, “I love fucking Yuriko! I want to fuck her again!”

  “You don’t want Lucy anymore, do you, Nick?” Johnny Ho prompted.

  Nick let out a despairing sigh. “No, I only want Yuriko.”

  “Then take her again. Show us how much you love her.”

  And with Lucy lying right beside them, Nick began once again, to pump his cock into Yuriko’s soft, wet cunt.

  Chapter Thirty-Nine

  Nick sat alone at the dining table while Yuriko served his breakfast. She was dressed in her maid’s uniform again - if ‘dressed’ was the correct word. The black tunic only came down to the tops of her thighs, revealing the enticing little wedge of her red satin panties. She wore black fishnet stockings and tottered about in five-inch pumps and wore a dainty little maid’s cap on her head. The uniform had clearly been designed to belittle the former dental assistant and reduce her to a mere sex object.

  Embarrassingly, Nick found himself aroused at the sight of her and even though she kept her eyes lowered as she poured his coffee, the memory of what they had done the previous evening must have been sharp in her mind. At one point during breakfast, they had made brief eye contact and a slight blush had risen in her cheeks.

  While he ate, Nick tried to emerge from the perpetual sexual haze that surrounded him, and focused his thoughts on how to get himself and Lucy out of this predicament. He had been locked in his room again the previous night, and Kono had taken him down to the breakfast table that morning. He was nowhere to be seen now, but Nick was sure that he wasn’t very far away.

  He looked over at the closed trap door under the stairs and wondered if Lucy was still down there. Thinking of her like that made his heart ache, particularly as he had been forced to act like such an animal in front of her. He turned his gaze towards the open window and scanned the garden - which was really nothing more than open grassland, punctuated with a few small fir trees and divided by a narrow gravel path.

  It was strangely quiet after the frenzied activity of the night before and Nick was just pondering whether Johnny Ho had gone back to New York when Yuriko emerged from the kitchen and came around to where Nick was sitting. He watched her curiously, but still she refused to meet his eyes. Instead she dropped to her knees and reached for his zipper. As she pulled it down, Nick took her wrist.

  “Yuriko, no.”

  For the first time, the pretty little maid looked up at him and there was genuine worry in her brown eyes.

  “I must. He will beat me.” She glanced anxiously towards the window. Although not in such a wound up state as the previous night, Nick found the sight of the submissive girl below him highly alluring, and to his dismay, his dick began to swell. It occurred to him that his breakfast had probably been laced with the powerful stimulant that he had ingested the day before.

  Yuriko gave another tug on his zipper and as the material parted his boxers bulged outward. She pursed her lips and leaned forward, but Nick gently pushed her away.

  “It’s okay,” he said. “I’ll tell him you did it if he asks.”

  She looked at him uncertainly and then rose to her feet and bowed her head.

  “Where is everybody?” Nick asked, but Yuriko simply gathered up the dishes and returned to the kitchen.

  Nick stood and went out to the rear deck. It was another blisteringly hot day and the sky was clear and blue. Seemingly unattended, he considered the possibility of making a run for it but soon discarded the idea. Johnny Ho had covered all the bases and who knew what he was capable of doing to Lucy or his friends and family? For now, escape was out of the question, and in the meantime he would do whatever he could to minimize Lucy’s suffering.

  He was about to go back inside when he heard a noise coming from the edge of the woods and a moment later, Satoru appeared with Lucy. She was on her hands and knees, naked as usual, and Satoru was leading her on a chain which was attached to the ring in her nose. Her cheeks were flushed and she was breathing hard and her neck was craned in order to relieve the pain in her nose.

  At least, Nick noted, they’ve finally removed that revolting ring gag.

  Satoru led her into the middle of the clearing and then unclipped the chain. Nick could now see that she was also wearing a dog’s collar. Without acknowledging Nick, Satoru shouted an order, and Lucy immediately lifted up onto her toes and pushed her rump into the air. Satoru was brandishing the wretched steel rod which he now used to prod at the openings to her body. Lucy held her position, arms straight, head down, and thighs apart, showing her most intimate parts to her captor.

  After several minutes, Satoru barked another command, and Lucy quickly changed position, turning herself belly up, raising up on her arms, and opening her legs as wide apart as they would go. Now Nick had a clear view of her spread pussy lips as she obscenely displayed herself again. He could only assume that this ‘dog training’ was designed to lower her self-esteem yet further. As Johnny Ho had explained, Satoru’s task was to systematically strip away Lucy’s personality and rebuild her as a mindless submissive, just as he appeared to have done with Yuriko. Nick thought of the assertive, vivacious girl he had been living with, and could only pray that she was inwardly holding on to her dignity.

  Be strong, Lucy, Nick thought. I’ll think of something.

  Satoru now changed the game. Ordering Lucy back on all fours, he threw a stick towards the tree line and ordered Lucy to scamper after it. After foraging through the long grass, she came back with the stick in her mouth, and dropped it at Satoru’s feet. He picked it up and tossed it away and, ass cheeks bouncing and tits swinging, off she went again. Several times, Satoru repeated the game and when he finally allowed her to rest, Lucy was panting like a bloodhound. Strenuous exercise was obviously a large part of Satoru’s training strategy, Nick observed.

  Satoru gave another command and Lucy rose up on her knees and held her hands out limply, as if they were paws. Now she opened her mouth and began to pant like a dog, exposing her studded tongue. Nick could see the stripe across her breasts had turned a deep reddish-purple, whereas the marks that Nick had left on her were barely noticeable - such was the difference in the level of beating.

  My God, he’s making her beg, Nick thought. But for what?

  Nick soon found out. Satoru finally looked up at him and said, “Take off clothes. Come here.”

  Nick glanced at the vicious rod glinting in the sunlight and quickly undressed. He simply wasn’t prepared to risk having it tear into her flesh again. Fortunately, his dick had softened again, which gave him a semblance of self-respect as he walked naked across the grass. That didn’t last long. Satoru indicated for him to stand in front of Lucy so that his flaccid member was just in front of her face. Lucy made no attempt to move and continued to pant heavily as instructed. Nick looked off into the woods, hoping that in an act of defiance, they would spoil Satoru’s perverted game, but to his dismay, with Lucy’s hot breath gusting against him, his penis began to stretch out. Satoru chuckled as Nick quickly reached a full erection and the blunt head of his cock, tapped Lucy on the nose.

  Satoru let them stay that way for a few minutes, savoring his total control. Finally, he said, “Suck.”

  Lucy’s lips formed a circle as she wrapped her mouth around the head of Nick’s penis. Her hands slid up his thighs and grasped his buttocks, and she slowly rocked forward as inch-by-inch, Nick’s cock disappeared into her throat. It was certainly not the first time she had performed fellatio on him, but standing in the open with the sun beating down, and under the gaze of their tormentor, Nick felt both ashamed and oddly exhilarated. Lucy had learned exactly how to please Nick over the previous weeks and, although he wasn’t entirely convinced that she was aware it was him - he quickly began to feel tha
t telltale sensation in his loins. Lucy was sucking and slurping enthusiastically and in his hot confusion, Nick realized that she was getting turned on herself!

  Just as he felt the rush building, Satoru said, “Pull out!”

  With an exasperated moan, Nick stepped back and Lucy let go of his shining cock.

  “Heel!” Satoru commanded. In his pent up frustration, Nick vaguely noted that Satoru had switched his instructions into English, presumably for Nick’s benefit.

  Lucy was back on all fours now and again assumed the ass-in-the-air pose she had earlier. Nick glanced at Satoru who remained silent. It was obvious what he expected now.

  Nick positioned himself behind Lucy and pushed his throbbing manhood between her wet folds. She was already highly juiced up and he slid into her depths with ease. Lucy braced her arms and pushed back onto him until he was completely buried in her. She began to swivel her hips and to his amazement, Nick realized that she was trying to reach orgasm. Has she been fed the aphrodisiac, too? He remained still, allowing her to find her own position. He could hear her gasping and grunting, her face inches from the grass. Then she let out the low, quivering moan that he knew so well, and her legs began to tremble. Their two bodies had become so finely tuned to each other that Nick’s penis needed no further prompting and he gushed into her with a force that surprised him. He literally had to hold her up by the hips as she rested her head on the ground with an exhausted sob.

  Nick looked up at the summer sky as his own climax subsided. From the position of the sun, he knew it was still early, and there was plenty of time for Satoru to devise more carnal humiliations for them.

  Chapter Forty

  Nick stood before Lucy in the dungeon. They were both still naked and he guessed that would probably be their standard attire from now on.

  After their alfresco copulation, they had gone into the kitchen where Lucy had been fed. Yuriko had laid out two plastic bowls on the floor, one containing water, the other, a rather unpalatable-looking meaty paste. On her hands and knees, like the family pet, she had devoured all of the food, and lapped up most of the water. As Nick watched, he realized that even though it had only been a couple of days, he was already becoming accustomed to seeing the girl he loved being treated in such a demeaning manner. With a start, he realized that, just as she was being reconditioned, so was he.

  Now Lucy was lying on her back on a wooden box which was about two feet high and sitting flush against a vertical support beam. Earlier, Nick had watched as Satoru had bound her expertly in place. Using hemp rope, he had tied her thumbs to a metal ring at the back of the beam. Likewise, he had bound each of her big toes to two more rings on either side of the beam, which forced her to raise and part her legs, leaving her sex and asshole exposed and vulnerable. Finally, he had wrapped more rope around each of her legs just below the knee, and fastened them to rings on each side of the box, rendering her immobile.

  The large rubber ball gag that Satoru had inserted into her mouth, had suggested to Nick that there would be some painful times ahead for Lucy today. Looking at the array of objects laid out on the small metal trolley beside him confirmed it and he shuddered inwardly. Satoru had quickly cottoned on to Lucy’s aversion to anal penetration, and he intended to exploit it to the full. She had already had an electrical probe forced in there, followed by the hot oil enema.

  Satoru had already informed him in which order they were to be used, and now Nick picked up a plastic syringe from the trolley. It was about six inches long, with an inch-long nozzle, which Nick would have to stick inside Lucy’s butt. Yuriko - who had been relieved by Satoru of her maid’s uniform, and was now clad only in her pumps, stockings and panties - had been ordered to prepare a basinful of warm, soapy water which she now placed on the trolley. Nick put the nozzle of the syringe into the mixture and pulled the plunger up. He watched the liquid rise up the tube and when it was full, he placed the tip against Lucy’s puckered asshole. He paused for a moment, making eye contact and saw an indignant look flash in her eyes. Although it didn’t help his own cause much, this was a good sign that she was still fighting back.

  Nick pushed forward and after a brief resistance, her sphincter muscles accepted the intruding object. Lucy’s body tensed and she breathed rapidly through her nose as Nick slowly emptied the contents of the syringe into her bowels. When he removed it, he was surprised to see Yuriko quickly press her thumb over Lucy’s anus. She glanced at him apologetically and Nick refilled the syringe. The basin contained perhaps two liters of water and Nick had no idea how much he was supposed to deposit inside Lucy. Evidently acting under orders, Yuriko would keep Lucy’s anal opening sealed until she was told otherwise.

  After receiving the third syringe, Lucy began to fidget uncomfortably and make whimpering noises through the gag. When Nick injected another, she tried in vain to lift her ass off the box. By the time Nick had drawn out the entire contents of the bowl, Lucy was screaming into the ball gag and pulling frantically at her bonds. Nick looked over at Satoru who watched Lucy’s protestations impassively. He let five more minutes pass before allowing Yuriko to remove her thumb. Nick could see the tension leave Lucy’s face as she quickly ejected the liquid in a series of noisy spurts.

  Nick reached over to select the next item and Lucy twisted her neck to follow him. From her position, she could see everything on the trolley which meant the poor girl knew exactly what was still to come - and her next bodily invasion would come from a glass dildo which Yuriko had brought down from the kitchen in a small ice cooler. When Nick took it out, it was so cold he almost dropped it. As he lowered the torpedo-shaped vessel towards her, he accidentally bumped it against her labia, and Lucy let out a muffled squeak as her asshole contracted visibly.

  “Sorry, sweetheart,” Nick muttered, and knowing that Satoru would not hesitate to use the steel rod on her if he refused, began to twist the ice-cold phallus into Lucy’s rectal passage.

  “Mmph!” Every sinew in Lucy’s body strained as she bucked so violently that she actually managed to raise her ass cheeks an inch off the wooden box. Nick watched with abhorrent fascination as the glass tube slipped inside of her. Lucy’s eyes bulged as her previously warmed-up rectum, reacted to the shock of the icy trespasser. Nick could hardly bring himself to look at her as she shook her head from side to side, imploring him with her eyes to remove the frigid dildo. He glanced down and saw that with only the base visible, she was now impaled on six inches of frozen glass.

  As Nick waited impatiently for Satoru to allow him to remove it, Lucy’s writhing began to subside. Gradually, her natural body heat was overcoming the cold. As her breathing leveled out, Satoru grunted his next order and Nick slid the dildo out of Lucy’s asshole.

  Now came item number three, the one Nick was dreading the most - a small wire bottle brush. He rubbed his thumb along its length and was a little relieved to discover that the bristles were soft and fine. Nevertheless, by entering such a tender and intimate part of Lucy’s anatomy, it was sure to cause intense irritation - but again, he knew he had no choice. Seeing that Lucy’s anus was still stretched open, he saw an opportunity to minimize her agony. Wincing, he quickly pushed the brush inside just before the hole closed up around it. At the touch of the tormenting nylon bristles against her soft interior flesh, Lucy made a strangled sound that would have been heard in the garden if not for the ball gag in her mouth. Nevertheless Nick was compelled to keep inserting the brush until only the wire handle protruded from Lucy’s body. Her eyes blazing, the hemp rope attached to her toes twanged as Lucy fought to free herself. The pain must have been excruciating, but Satoru wasn’t done yet.

  “Clean,” he said to Nick, making a to and fro motion with his hand.

  With a despairing sigh, Nick gripped the handle and pulled the brush back, and again, he heard a mournful wail coming from deep within Lucy’s throat. When the brush was almost free, he pushed it back in, and sent Lucy into a frenzy, thumping her head against the wooden box. Once more Nick
drew the irritating bristles back, scratching at the soft lining of her rectal passage. Noticing a trace of blood on the bristles, Nick looked at Satoru imploringly and thankfully he called a halt to the proceedings.

  After Nick withdrew the brush as cautiously as he could, Lucy snorted heavily through her nostrils, her bruised breasts rising and falling. Nick desperately wanted to comfort her in some way but the expression in her dark eyes told him she would not have been very receptive to anyone at that moment.

  Now Satoru told Nick to move on to the final instrument of Lucy’s suffering – Nick’s own cock. The last half an hour had been anything but a turn-on for Nick, and he was totally soft. He glanced at Satoru and shrugged, desperately hoping his impotence wouldn’t mean Lucy receiving a beating from the cruel steel rod.

  But Satoru had an answer for everything. He spoke to Yuriko who positioned herself on her knees and began to massage Nick with her fingers. Her touch was light and proficient as she stroked him to a semi-erection, and then she poked out her little pink tongue, and began to lick the entire length of his shaft. Gently, she sucked on his scrotum and then kissed his glans and very soon he was ready, a sticky line of pre-ejaculate coming away with her lips as she concluded her task.

  Nick entered Lucy’s back passage as gently as he could, but still managed to elicit a distressed groan. She must have been rubbed raw in there, and the tears she squeezed out of the corner of her eye as he steadily rocked into her, confirmed it.

  It took him a while to come, even with Lucy’s rectal muscles clutching his shaft. Then with a jerk and a grunt, he emptied his seed into Lucy’s bowels. He pulled out immediately, keen to provide her with relief. Lucy remained where she was - trussed up, and legs splayed, her asshole red and swollen.

  Reluctantly, Nick forced himself to look into her eyes, and he almost recoiled at what he saw - there was no light left in them at all.