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 passage. 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.”
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 that 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.