The Sabbatical: Part 3

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Shabbadew2002 (shabbadew@ca.rr.com)

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Cassie tried to look out the window of the plane to see the clouds, which seemed very far off in the distance. She wished she could just fly away – beyond the clouds. Her life had taken such an unbelievably painful turn and the safe, sane life she once knew now seemed as far away as the clouds. It is just 2009 when she graduated from Sydney’s University of New South Wales. A trip to Thailand had been her gift to herself. Things spiraled out of control very quickly in Bangkok.

She is robbed, tricked and then systematically broken down and made to perform sex shows. She did hard time as a prostitute. But the final outrage is when she is bound to a cart and fucked by a dog for the amusement of perverted Thais and tourists. Made to perform against her will by cruel Asians, she is still sweet, blonde beach girl from Newcastle, but somewhat less innocent. Her life in Australia seemed like a dream from long ago.

Then, after being a slave for nearly a year and a half, the Chinese mama san, Noriko, her immediate supervisor, came to her after a show and told her that she had been sold to a syndicate in Japan. Lao Chai, the boss of the 13K Triad, the owner of the brothel where she worked sold her ass for the equivalent of five thousand Australian dollars.

“You go to Japan,” Noriko told Cassie grinning. “Big Boss sold you to family in Japan.”

“What will happen to me there,” Cassie asked plaintively?

“You work. You working girl now,” Noriko told her. “You do a good job or they have ways to fix bad girls. They not nice like me,” she said laughing.

Cassie shivered. She had been subjected to mind-numbing humiliations and torture during the 18 months in Bangkok. Now, she is sitting on a jet plane between two young Japanese men who sat mute. They had barely spoken to her since they picked her up. They were two young Kobun made men who did most of the grunt work in a Yakuza family. Both were from the lower class and one is Korean.

Like many Yakuza, they had started out in high school as common street thugs. The older man, Yoshida, had been a member of a Bôsôzoku gang. The other had adopted a Japanese surname, Ito, which is the name of hisSaikô-Komon (senior-mentor).

Cassie felt like she wanted to cry, but she is too emotionally exhausted to do even that. The thing that caused her the most pain: she had become just a thing, something to be bought and sold. She prayed silently to herself that her life in Japan wouldn’t be as hard as what she had suffered through in Thailand. Little did she know.

The plane landed in Tokyo and then they took a short flight to Kansai International Airport. Yoshida and Ito were all business and hustled her through the airport and then through customs. The right money had been paid to bring her under the control of Tanaka, the Oyabun (head) of the family. Cassie, who knew nothing of the language and had only visited Japan once as a teen, is lost. When the plane landed, there is a big, black sedan that whisked them to Kyoto.

First, Cassie would be “inspected” by Yamamoto, the So-Honbucho, (headquarters chief) before being turned over to Noriko Maeda, “nee-san” (older sister). There were very few women in the Yakuza, but those who were had usually inherited their position as a result of marriage/widowhood. Maeda had been married to Hiro Maeda, the Wakagashira, (second-in-command) who governed several gangs in Kyoto and who had died of a coronary. She is now in charge of the lucrative prostitution racket that the family controlled in that part of Kyoto, catering to businessmen.

Cassie is brought to a warehouse in an industrial district. She is hustled to a small office to appear in front of Yamamoto, the headquarters chief. He is a man in his sixties. He barely looked at Cassie when she is ushered into his office, instead he looked over the papers Yoshida handed him. Only after studying them did he look at Cassie. It made her blood run cold. He looked at her as if she is a slab of Kobe beef. His eyes seemed almost reptilian. He spoke perfunctorily to her two escorts and then he dismissed them.

Next, Cassie is driven to an attractive house in a residential district. As she sat in the back seat of the sedan she kept looking out at the buildings and trees. The mirror on the telephone poles to alert another driver of a car in a narrow alley amazed her. When they arrived at the destination and Cassie is taken inside, she is impressed with the simple elegance of the place. This is the brothel, but it is very different from what she knew in Bangkok.

And there is where Noriko held court. This is the Chrysanthemum House. The Japanese consider the orderly unfolding of the chrysanthemum’s petals to represent perfection and Noriko Maeda strove hard to make the house the best brothel in Kyoto. She is in her fifties and an imposing heavyset woman. She is famous for her iron will and is highly regarded by the men of the family. She spoke some English. Around her were a small army of flunkies.

Cassie is immediately impressed with the business-like atmosphere and the manner of the Japanese compared to the Thais. When Cassie is brought in to Noriko, the older woman crooked her finger at her and motioned for her to sit on a cushion on the floor in front of her. Maeda is seated at a Western style desk.

“I have your file here,” Maeda said, pointing to the papers on the desk. “Were you treated well by Yoshida San and Ito San,” she said without looking at either man who stood behind Cassie against the wall.

“Yes.”

“Let me explain your employment here. Your contract has been purchased. I have a report of your performance in Bangkok. You will be expected to work hard here. You understand?”

“Yes, b-but I’m A-Australian. Will I ever be allowed to go home?” Asked Cassie with a tremor in her voice?

Noriko smiled. “You may in time earn your freedom. But for now, you are a working girl. You understand?”

“I… Uh… I guess so…”

“No, guess. You must obey. If you do not obey, you will be punished. You understand?”

“Yes.”

Cassie now knew that she is going to be in similar straits as she had been in Bangkok. If anything, these people, the same folks who had become so dominant in international business since World War II, we’re going to be very hard taskmasters indeed.

*****

A few moments later, a flunky escorted two men into the room. One is older, in his fifties and other is a young man in his early thirties.

“This is Hayashi Sensei. He is in charge of punishment, if you disobey.”

Cassie stole a peek at the older man. He seemed like a nice Japanese father type or even a grandfather. He had a meek mien about him. The truth is that all the girls of the Chrysanthemum House shivered whenever his name is mentioned. The other man is young and virile, medium tall with even features. Maeda introduced him next.

“This is Sato San. He is your “handler,” she said by way of introduction. “You must obey him always. If you do not, he will punish you or give you to Hayashi Sensei. You will get very hard punishment. You understand?”

Cassie just kept nodding. She is overwhelmed by all of it. The flight had given her a case of jet lag. She is tired and frightened by the foreign surroundings. And Noriko Maeda had now thoroughly intimidated her.

At 170 centimeters (5’7”), slim and attractive at 54 kilos (119lbs.), Cassie is what Japanese men liked: She had nicely shaped lemon-sized tits, wide hips, long legs and a full, round bottom. Her dirty, blonde hair is thick and blunt cut at her shoulders. She had been spruced up some before she left Bangkok, but her brown pubic hair had grown in fully to a high hedge, bordered by stubble. She had always trimmed it to wear a bikini when she is home. Her legs and underarms were shaved and she is wearing makeup. She felt tired and looked a little haggard, but Noriko is pleased with her.

She had Cassie stand up and twirl around for them. Cassie felt naked even though she is fully clothed. Noriko then dismissed her and Sato took control of her from Yoshida and Ito. He led her upstairs to a bathroom and told her to take off her clothes. Cassie is a little embarrassed, but she had grown used to being given such orders and quickly complied.

Sato watched with interest as she took off her dress and then her bra, panties and shoes. Standing there naked, she became pliable as Sato guided/pushed her into the shower and then came in and sponged her. Most embarrassing. Every now and then he would tap or slap her saying, “Move leg,” or, “Bend over.”

Then after the shower, two young men came in and took her to a locker room of a sort. There were three other white women in the room. A Dutch girl, an Englishwoman, and an American. All young. They shot Cassie a look, but when Sato looked over at them, he barked something and they quickly looked away. Then, Sato came over and began running his hands over Cassie like he is feeling his goods. In his heavily accented English he told Cassie that she were his whore and repeated what Noriko said, that he is her handler.

He then handled Cassie’s breasts like he is weighing them and then he got the lips of her pussy between his fingers and tweaked, pulled and then slipped his fingers into her. He told her that this is his honey pot. A man, in a lab coat obviously a doctor, examined Cassie, including internally to see if she had a coil or cap. He then inserted an IUD into her uterus.

Then this doctor measured every part of her body. Cassie had all her personal measurements taken: height, weight, bust, waist and hips, thigh circumference, cup size and the actual weight of her tits etc. This would be displayed on a board next to her when she is exhibited to customers. Following this, Cassie had to take the three Dildos.

Sato brought her over to a little stool. It looked obscene as there were three dildos mounted and pointing up. The first is 15 centimeters long (about 6”) the second one is approximately 20 centimeters (about 8”) and the biggest one is 25 centimeters in length (about 10”). Cassie had to squat down on each dildo to show what she could take. Cassie thought it strange that they wanted to see what her capacity is.

She’s of the opinion men preferred a woman who are tight, but Cassie discovered Japanese men think Western women have big pussies. So, Sato made her try to get the two biggest dildos into her cunt. He had to use some persuasion, as Cassie had a narrow and somewhat shallow vagina.

It is very disagreeable, but she got the second one to go inside her cunt. However, she could only get ¾ of the monster-sized one inside her tight pussy. After the humiliation of the three dildos, Cassie is given something to drink, which, in a very short time, had her running for the bathroom and Sato chuckling and saying things like, “now you be clean inside”.

Finally Sato led Cassie into another room. The brothel had a policy that if you were to get the whip or the cane you were taken to the room where there is a wall with hooks and hanging on them were various punishment tools, like whips, tawses and canes. Just standing there looking at the cruel instruments and realizing what they were, almost made Cassie wet herself. To drum home the message that she is to obey, Sato made her stand with her hands behind her head, fingers interlocked and her legs apart.

Cassie had to remain in position, if she closed her legs or took her hands down from behind her head, Sato told her that she would get “extra punishment”. He selected a whip with nine leather thongs, each as thin as a shoelace. He began whipping Cassie on her back and buttocks. It hurt like hell, especially when the tips hit the sides of her tits. She jumped up and down with the pain and tried to resist the temptation to take her hands down to protect her tits or just to be able to rub and soothe them.

Also, when Sato whipped her butt, he flicked the whip so it would whip up between her legs and the tips of the whip came up and struck her pussy lips and mound. He is successful at making Cassie drop her hands to protect herself, and close her legs to protect her pussy too. After her punishment he took her back into the side room where the whips and canes were kept and again displayed the sweaty soaked whip he had just beaten her with. He made her kiss it and then thank him for administering her punishment.

Her punishment for dropping her hands when he told her not to and closing her legs: she would have hot, chili oil applied to her pisshole and her asshole. The chili oil treatment is very humiliating for her. The flunkies laid her on a bench, pulled her legs open wide and Sato applied the hot oil with a cotton swab. When she is released she jumped around with her pussy and asshole on fire. So, ended Cassie’s first day at the brothel.

*****

Chrysanthemum House did not stand out from its neighbors to any great degree. You had to know the address, but a steady stream of knowledgeable businessmen in suits quietly began showing up every day starting at midday. The wealthier businessmen would arrange to view the available whores who were exhibited on the auction block. This is a little raised platform and each girl had her measurements on a little board that hung around her neck, or were listed in a name tag sized card clipped to a nipple, which by itself is very humiliating.

These customers would then select a girl. When they picked Cassie, they could take her into a private room to enjoy her charms at their leisure. The other set-up is: ‘The Plank’, a wooden beam 9 meters long (30’) and a meter (3’) off the floor. Along with the other women in the house, Cassie is bent forward over this bar, hands secured on one side and her feet on the other with her legs apart. This is for “Salary Men”, the workaday wage earners.

These wage slaves, in their obligatory suit and tie, who all seemed to have pinched, nervous faces, and whose only relief is drinking, karaoke and Mahjongg, would come in and, like robots, pay the asking price. Then, giggling, they would be ushered into the room where the women were bound. They would be shown the position behind a woman commensurate with the price they paid, unzip, drop their trousers and shorts to fuck the woman from behind and or go around the other side for oral sex. Flunkies would wash the girls after each customer or use a cloth to wash their faces after they had given a customer oral.

Sato always carried this little whippy stick with him and he is a cruel taskmaster as the harder he worked Cassie and his other whores the more money he made (he got a percentage from Chrysanthemum House.) The brothel had a collection of five white women, three Koreans, two Thais, one Filipino and one Hmong. Sato ran the five white women and one of the Koreans. There is a second handler, an overweight pig-faced man named Watanabe ran the rest of the women (being non-white they were considered inferior). The white women commanded a premium price and it is a special day for a salary man when he could fuck one of them.

When Cassie and the other girls were bent over the wooden beam to “perform”, Sato would still insist they get into the right posture for the paying customers, which meant getting their butts up high so that their pussies could be seen from behind. Cassie is working hard and there is always someone to wipe or wash her after one client so she is ready for the next. If it is a busy period the flunkies, would also give the girls a drink and sometimes something to eat while still tied over the Plank.

One time Cassie had to go to the toilet so bad and a flunky bought a kidney-shaped stainless steel dish and put it between her legs for her to urinate into and then washed her. He gave her a drink and a rice cake to eat while she is still tied over the Plank. Sato and Watanabe were also very strict about how their girls sucked off the customers. Cassie is shown how to behave when giving oral. When the client approached, she is not supposed to just open her mouth, but to purse her lips so that her mouth looked like a pussy and the guy could squeeze his cock between her pursed lips for an additional thrill.

Then when the man ejaculated, depending on what he had paid, Cassie had to hold the sperm in her mouth and show it to Sato. When the client moved away a flunky would bring over a small dish for her to spit into. If the customer had paid more, Cassie had to open her mouth to show the load and, when told to, to swallow.

Even after her terrible time in Bangkok, Cassie found it humiliating to be humped in front of others and have cum dripping from her pussy. She is having sex with men from lunch time until the wee hours of the morning with Sato and the flunkies watching. It reaffirmed her worst fears that she had been reduced to a “thing” and would never again be a person.

All the girls slept in a kind of dormitory with no privacy at all. Altogether, Cassie averaged a dozen men a day. This didn’t include Sato. He had access to all six of his women. Usually one or two of his whores would be in his room at night and also at times during the day when they were not actually working. One thing he liked to do is to lecture his girls as to how they should be working hard for him. He would make them sit on the floor facing his legs crossed and he would tell them how they must work harder, and would slap their face as he talked or take their nipples between his fingers and pull and twist them to emphasize his point.

Then he would say, “You want to please me, yes?”

Usually, he would open his robe and Cassie or one of the other women would get up onto his lap and sit astride his cock and he’d fuck them. He also had a padded cushion and he would point to it and Cassie or one of the other girls would be expected to lay back on it and spread their legs open wide. Then he would get on top and fuck them.

He liked to say, “Ippai dasuyo” (I’m gonna shoot a lot.)

One of the two American girls, a slim, busty brunette named Vickie, had to take up a position on the cushion for him one day and she didn’t open her legs enough to please him so he called for the flunkies who brought a crude wooden thing… A big block of wood in a V-shape which had spikes sticking out of the sides and told Vickie to get her legs open wide and then they put the block between her legs so she had to lay back with her legs WIDE apart to learn her lesson. Even with her legs spread wide the spikes dug into her tender inner thighs painfully.

The next time Vickie went back on the cushion she willingly spread very wide indeed. The other humiliating thing is that when a girl is menstruating Sato would make her drink a kind of milk shake instead of food and this made her have a violent bowel movement. It is very unpleasant and humiliating. The drink is made from various herbs, seaweed and soy milk. It is a powerful laxative and purgative and after a girl had drunk the obligatory two liters, it went to work very quickly. Soon, she would be begging to be allowed to use the toilet, which is not the Western style toilet, but the kind where you had to squat.

The laxative is necessary because, when a girl is on her period, Chrysanthemum House sold her ass for anal sex, and Japanese men are quite fastidious about a woman having a clean rectum for such activities. The first time Cassie saw a woman protest, it is Jillian, a willowy English blonde in her mid-twenties. She refused the “milkshake” and Sato had the flunkies strap her into a kind of high chair and force-feed her. Cassie, strangely, found the forced-feeding arousing – seeing that done to a woman. It reminded her of a TV program she saw once as a child, where a Zookeeper fed a stubborn python the same way.

As Cassie watched, mesmerized, the flunkies gagged Jillian with a rubber bulb. Holes had been drilled in the bulb and it is connected to a tube which in turn is attached to a bag. The flunkies filled the bag with the unpleasant “milkshake”. When one of them released the clamp on the tube, gravity did the rest.

The bulb in Jillian’s mouth filled up with the liquid and began draining instantly. The holes in the bulb made it impossible for her to stop the flow with her tongue. She either had to try and clamp down on the bulb to stop it from draining or swallow. But when she bit down with any force on the bulb more liquid is forced out and she had no choice but to swallow. There is nothing she could do to prevent her from swallowing – whether she wanted to or not. It is humiliating and unpleasant. One of the flunkies massaged her throat as she struggled with the bulb in her mouth.

The next time she had her period, Cassie refused her “milkshake”. So, Sato had her force-fed. The experience really disturbed her. She struggled bound like a child in her chair and even lost control of her bladder, earning more punishment. But in the end, she drank two full liters of the disagreeable milkshake. Being controlled that way released something deep in her psyche.

Every heterosexual woman has a favorite way she likes to take cock. Some women like it in their pussies. Some like it in their assholes. And some women like taking it in the mouth. Over the months she is in Bangkok, Cassie is humiliated to discover that being made to suck the cocks of strange men and swallow their semen aroused her, despite the fact that she found it mostly repulsive. The ultimate is either being forced to kneel and take piss right from a man’s cock or to have her mouth be the receptacle for the heavy, watery ejaculation which came from a dog’s dick – which never seemed to end. In Bangkok, Cassie had been forced to suffer both.

After nearly a month of this mind-numbing routine, Cassie is a zombie. If Cassie did not work hard enough Sato beat her. She is allowed to socialize a little with the other girls and learned that the four other white girls had all come to Japan on “entertainment” contracts that turned out to be something other than what they expected. The “brown” girls had all been shanghaied in their own countries and sold to the Yakuza.

Cassie got close to Vickie, the American and Greta a somber, Dutch girl just 21 years old, a student like Cassie had been. She had come to Japan with a visa and soon found herself in the clutches of men who knew her value. She had very big tits, a DD cup on a fairly slender frame. She is the first one who told Cassie about the ‘parties’. Chrysanthemum House organized gatherings for businessmen and their favored employees.

It is famous in Kyoto for this alone. The bar and food tab could run into astronomical figures, but these men and their companies could afford it. Most of the girls were made to perform in shows. The favored routine involved bukkake, and then fucking by the most favored employees.

What Greta told Cassie is that most of the shows were, “Truly disgusting, you can’t imagine.” Sorts of things.

Cassie, who had been harnessed to a trolley in a dog show in Bangkok, knew just how disgusting and nasty a sex show could be. She found a kindred spirit in Greta. The two often huddled together, thick as thieves. And after a month, Cassie is put into a show.

*****

The big boss, Mr. Endo, wanted to celebrate his company’s good fortune. His privately held firm is one of the biggest suppliers to the Japanese auto industry. His top sales team had secured a major order, so Mr. Endo planned a special night out. He had his number one man arrange with Noriko Maeda for a “special dinner” at Chrysanthemum House. On Endo’s guest list were his top engineers, the marketing department heads and the sales team.

Maeda would provide all the food and the liquor. She contracted with a top chef and brought him and his staff to take care of the comestibles. Poor Cassie is to be the featured performer. Sato made sure she is rested and brought some stylists to the house to do her hair and make-up.

He only told Cassie, “You the evening entertainment. Don’t worry, Bangkok prepare you for tonight.”

Cassie’s stomach did flip flops when she heard that. That evening Endo and his team arrived and were seated. This is the big room and the seating is in a big U-shape facing a small stage. Four of Watanabe’s girls served sake and brandy and many toasts were offered. Appetizers were presented, and then the courses of food were brought out with great fanfare. The chef made an appearance after each course to take a bow.

After the last course, as coffee is being served, a flunky took to the stage and read from a card. He thanked them for their gracious presence and then announced the show. The gist of what he said might be translated as follows:

“Tonight, the assassins capture the pretty blonde girl and show her true nasty side. She is tortured in the best ways and made to obey the men.”

The flunky exited stage right, the lights dimmed and then Cassie lurched onto the stage, captured by a small spotlight. She is dressed as a school girl, a little white sailor blouse with pink neckerchief, navy blue skirt, navy knee-socks and shiny black penny loafers. Her hair is in a ponytail, and her makeup made her look like a fresh teen. Many of them men in the audience applauded, but quite a few just watched intently. Cassie had been told to just do as she is directed. Sato came out dressed in black and wearing a mask. He is accompanied by a host of flunkies similarly attired. Sato barked something at Cassie and she just froze. He then motioned to the flunkies and they seized Cassie.

They stripped her, but not completely, and she didn’t resist too much. She behaved like a frightened school girl. As the flunkies pulled up her blouse and yanked her bra up to expose her tits, the heat in the audience began to rise. Following this, they pulled up her skirt and pulled down her cotton panties and yanked them off. Soon she is standing there with her tits out, in just her knee socks, her skirt and her shoes. When she protested or showed any signs of resistance, Sato slapped her face, eliciting yelps of excitement from the men in the audience.

After this, Sato turned her this way and that, flipping up her skirt to display her crotch and ass to the audience, who ‘oohed’ and ‘ahed’ appropriately with every move. Then another man came out dressed in red and wearing a red devil mask. This is Hayashi. Sato, as the Dark Lord, turned the pretty white girl over to the Red Devil.

Hayashi is an expert in kinbaku (rope suspension bondage), a Japanese specialty. The flunkies assisted and he tied Cassie slowly and methodically in the sakuranbo. Known as ‘tying up the cherry’, tying the female bottom in such a way that emphasizes the vaginal area. Her arms were tied behind her back – the rope going above and below her breasts and around her upper arms with her forearms bound on top of each other and her wrists tied together.

Then Hayashi hung her. She is suspended standing on her toes with her arms bound behind her back with rough hemp rope and her own body weight putting pressure on her crotch. Her skirt is caught in the ropes so she is naked from the waist down. Forced to stand on her toes to keep her pussy and asshole from suffering, she soon tired and lowered herself, allowing the ropes to dig into her crotch again.

After hanging for a time, the pressure numbed her tender girl parts, and it became impossible to remain still. When she moved it released the pressure and the circulation is restored, but this produced a ‘pins & needles’ kind of pain. After a brief but painful rest, Cassie got up on her toes again, repeating the cycle of fatigue and pain. Rope between her legs soon made her sensitive flesh raw. Her own movement caused the rope to punish her. Men drank and watched this expert torture the innocent looking white girl. It is hypnotizing.

Hayashi had tied knots in the rope so that they rubbed Cassie’s clitoris and anus. As she squirmed and writhed, the knots drove her crazy. She soon began begging and sobbing. Begging for relief. She offered herself sexually if the Red Devil would release her. He ignored her and increased her suffering by attaching strong clamps to her nipples while she is suspended. This soon had her crying as a baby.

He bent down and whispered to her in English that if she begged loud enough, he would release her. She soon humiliated herself totally by saying she would, “do anything” if they would release her. The men in the audience found this very exciting.

Hayashi released her only to bind her again. This time in the classickômon sarashi shibari (anus rope). He began by tying a simple knot at the level of her clitoris. He brought the rope between her legs and up in-between her butt cheeks. He then tied another knot about 10 centimeters (4”) above her asshole. He pulled up and tied off the waist rope, then he brought the two ends around to the front to thread them through the two vertical ropes making a perfect diamond shape and then around to her buttocks. Flunkies forced her down on all fours.

Hayashi grabbed the two ropes between the knots and pulled, making a beautiful presentation of Cassie’s asshole. The audience began clapping wildly at this display and his skill and artistry. With her anus on cruel display, Hayashi then produced a thin cane. He stood over her and tapped her on her buttocks. Then, he began to strike her on the tight starfish of her anus. He made her push herself open each time to fully dilate her shit hole, and only then did he hit the tender orifice with the cane to land with a sickening ‘thud’ on her shitter.

Each blow made Cassie gasp or moan and the men in the audience, seeing a master at work, clapped and whistled. He tapped her with the cane on a cheek to let her know he wanted her “open” and she obediently pushed her asshole open to receive the next blow. Every time he hit her, she yelped or groaned.

The men in the audience began to yell, “Kampai!”

Each time the cane landed.

When she was delirious with anguish, he asked her if she is ready to suck cock and she said, “YES!”

This is the signal for her to be presented to Endo’s men for a bukkake session. A screen is hauled out and the flunkies made a little alcove. An announcement is made and Sato and Hayashi got Cassie on her knees. Then Endo’s men began lining up. One by one, they took out their cocks and began jerking off all over her face. She is made to open her mouth and take their discharge. Sato stood behind her and held her head up and told her when to open her mouth or to take a cock in her mouth. As each man began to jerk off and huffing and puffing reach his precious moment, Cassie is sprayed and slimed until her face is barely recognizable. Her blouse and scarf, up around her neck, and her bra, down around her waist, were soon soiled too.

Sato periodically wiped up some of the semen running down her face to present it to her to swallow. Some men got their full ejaculate right in her mouth. Others spurted wildly and got it all over her face and even her hair. Her make-up is soon a mess and there is semen everywhere. Cassie became very submissive as this rape of her mouth is a disturbing and powerful experience.

She took cocks into her mouth as well, and is compelled to run her tongue over the cock heads and the undersides as well as sliding her tongue all along the shafts. Sato made sure she licked their piss holes after they’d cum to get the last drop of semen. She coughed and gagged and struggled not to vomit. This only served to heighten the deeply masochistic feelings that threatened to overwhelm her. This went on for more than 30 minutes until nearly every man in the room had his turn, even the flunkies. She swallowed a half cup of sticky, salty semen. It is the ultimate oral rape.

After this another course of desserts were brought out. More sake and more hard liquor were poured. The next act is almost ready, and this one had the Dark Lord and the Red Devil masturbating Cassie. They unleashed yubizeme (finger attack) and their forced, rapid, violent finger stimulation of her pussy caused an eventual shameful and uncontrollable shiofuki (female ejaculation). Working on her methodically, with her on her back on a bench, they finger fucked her until she had two shaming shiofuki. She came so violently, that when her she stopped spurting her juice, she even began pissing. It is quite spectacular.

After this, Cassie is bound on her hands and knees, like a naughty pony on a low platform. A screen is provided and Endo’s men were invited to step up and fuck the white school girl who obviously had a hot pussy. And, doggy style, they did fuck her hard. By this time Cassie is so hot, she came more than once, causing her more emotional pain. The men laughed at how she is behaving.

They mocked her in Japanese, and even though she didn’t understand what they were saying she knew what they meant. Men held onto her by her hip bones and fucked her hard. As they worked her over, she began sweating. The room is hot with all the bodies in the room and the men were sweating too. Her make-up is now a mess and tendrils of her pretty blonde hair hung in sweaty, messy clumps.

As each man came in her pussy, it soon became a swamp of semen and her own secretions. A thick white ring of fuck cream is all over her swollen labia and the opening of her hole. When it got too nasty, one of the salesmen retrieved her cotton panties and wiped her pussy clean. Then, he and a comrade made a big display of shoving the soiled garment into Cassie’s mouth to gag her. Cassie found it very humiliating, as she is being treated as a common cum-dump. When everyone who wanted a turn had his opportunity, there is a lull in the festivities. It is time for the next part of the show.

 

The End.

 

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