The Golden Goddess Returns

It was very quiet in the thick carpeted hallway along Mahoney row of the big industrial company as a medium build man with salt and pepper hair moved along, glancing at the doorways as he walked slowly down the hall to the end office, marked as, “Vice President Marketing. Miss Kay Sommers.”

The door was open and he stood in the doorway listening to the conversation that the blonde headed woman was having while sitting with her back to the doorway. She wasn’t speaking a language that he understood other than he knew it was Japanese.

He didn’t intrupe, just stood there listening and watching the big office chair swing back and forth as the woman spoke softly. He heard the word, Hai, spoken often and then the last two words, aishiteru otousan, and there was a pause before she spoke another word sayonara, and she hung up the telephone. He was amazed, not only that, but very proud of the woman. He had used her ten months ago to get a large contract with the Japanese company he wished to deal with and she succeeded in one month. Kay had passed every test the President of the Japanese company gave her, and he knew that those test weren’t about how much knowledge she had, but her motivation, her willingness to take a challenge and succeed. He felt something for her, more than just an employee, but as a friend.

When he walked into the room and gave a little cough to get her attention, she swung around and he saw tears running down the woman’s rosy cheeks, her eyes were sparkling like diamonds from the glare of the florescent lights. Her hair was in a severe old fashion bun but bright as gold. Her shoulders were wide for the young woman she was and her clothing was all severe business style. She appeared to be trying to hide her beauty and be as mature as possible to fit her position she held in the company.

“Good morning, Kay,” The man who was the president of the company spoke his greeting to he, but he was disturbed to see the tears on her cheeks. He had never seen her sad before for the two and a half years she had been working for him since he hired her right out of college.

Kay stood up quickly and smiled a very wane smile when she said, “Yes, it is a good day here. Spring is coming fast, isn’t it? Mr. Poole?” She was making every effort to hold her depression from him.

He was never a man to beat around the bush and usually would speak exactly what was on his mind to his employees and he did this time too.

“Kay. What is wrong? Why are you crying?” The expression on his rugged deep tanned face was that of someone with a slight pain and didn‘t know what to do to cure it.

“Oh, nothing but bad news. I think I can handle it though, Mr. Poole.”

“Knock it off, Kay. I have never seen you so upset like this before. What happened did you break up with your boy friend, maybe the one you met in Japan last March?” He was fishing now. He knew she didn’t have any romantic ties in Japan or even here in Hartford. She was so dedicated to her job that her social life was zero.

“No!” and the tears poured down her cheeks and she sat down and put her head in her hands blubbering the whole time.

Quickly he moved around the desk and took her in his arms as if she were his daughter and tried to sooth her best he could. She was crying so hard, that he couldn’t understand her while he listened to her.

Finally she calmed down and the story began to spill out of her so fast that he had trouble figuring out what she was talking about. It just didn’t make sense to him at that moment.

“Oh Al, my okaasan, excuse me, I mean my mother is deathly sick and she only has a fifty fifty chance to make it. I’ve got to go to her. My father is a very strong and a hard man, but I know underneath he isn’t capable of handling loosing his wife. I’ve got to go back to Japan right away. He needs me and so does my mother.”

Now this was news to Poole. He knew her records by heart and this just didn’t add up. “Kay, you don’t have a mother or father. Your records all show that you were an orphan and were raised in the Methodist Orphanage in Boston. What are you talking about?”

“Oh, I’m sorry Al. I never told anyone here, I was afraid they would think I was crazy. When I went to Japan last year, Shoda-sama forced me to perform three tests to get that contract for the company. He was testing my courage, my motivation. He was challenging me and I took it. He forced me to submit to his demands. I had learned to do all of this willingly. I did everything he threw at me. After each test, I could see something, I did know what it was, behind that oriental mask he wears, but it gave me courage to continue the tests. He had assigned me a personal maid and took me into his home. That’s when the two of them became very close to me, encouraging me and supported me telling me all the time that I could do it and during the last test, I suddenly woke up to the fact that what I saw behind his face was a love for me only a father could have for a daughter. I knew then that I loved both of them, Shoda-sama like a father, and my maid, Shegami as the mother I never had. She would cuddle me and sing baby songs to me when I was trying to recover from the test, just to help me go to sleep. I began to love her the very first moment I met her. She is so gently and understanding of what I was going through. When I finished the last test, I knew then that I had found a home and I didn’t want to leave Japan. The day I left Tokyo, Shoda-sama treated me like the daughter I wanted to be to him and he was so kind and loving to me that I asked him if he would be my father. He said yes, and then he introduced me to his wife, the woman that had been my personal maid. I already knew I love Shegami as a mother because she was with me and supported me the whole time I was doing the tests that Shoda-sama put me through. They both said that I would be doing them a great honor if I would become their daughter and I could hardly get the words out when I said yes. They have made me so happy these last ten months. Shoda-sama has supported me like a daughter these last ten months by giving me the right information which way the markets are going in the Far East. He is the one that has backed me so much to help me succeed here with the company, but now he needs me and Shegami needs me and I must go to both of them and give them my support and anything else I can in their time of need. I love them both, Al, I really do!”

“Well, I’ll be a son of a bitch!” was all Al Poole could say when he finally got the whole story from Kay. His eyes were mist too and he tried to hide it by turning to look out the doorway behind him and quickly wiped his face.

Kay just looked at him and asked, “May I have a thirty day leave of absence, Mr. Poole?” and she was waiting, while holding her breath. She knew that her position had grown so rapidly since she became vice president of marketing that no way would the customers tolerate having to deal with a new person that didn’t even speak their langue. Kay had put all of her effort and nights attending langue school so that she could understand and deal with the people of the Far East. She picked up the languages and customs so fast that the college professors were amazed at the fast rate. But then how could she miss when she only needed to call Tokyo to get the assistance she needed or have her own private tutor come up from New York on the week ends and work with her when she asked her adopted father for help.

The president of the company just stared at her as if she wasn’t even there for over five minuets. Then he asked question like what percent of her sales had been in the Far East compared to the remainder of the world. She gave him the answer swiftly, knowing them right up to date because that was the scale she was working too every day.

Finally he addresses her question. .”Kay, you can go to Japan and it will not be called leave. You can handle all of the contracts and anything else that comes up from there. I’m sure Shoda-sama will allow you to work out of his office now that you are his daughter. We can put in a teletype for you to keep up to date on anything you may need to know or work on. Now get your things together and get on out to Japan. Please give my regards to Shoda and his wife and I hope she will be fine when you get there.”

Kay was on the telephone in a nano-second when Poole left her office. She had reservations on American Airlines that afternoon out of New York and connecting with Japan Air Lines in San Francisco on the red eye flight to Honolulu and onward to Tokyo.

Kay had a fitful sleep all the way to San Francisco and she just did make her connection in San Francisco. The flight had been called right on the button and she checked in at the head of the line because she was traveling first class. There was a young Japanese man that had been watching her in the VIP lounge, staring with his deep brown eyes the thirty minuets she had to wait before boarding. He never took his eyes off of her. He was traveling with two other older Japanese men that seemed to be taking care of him. He didn’t lift a finger when checking through customs and immigration, the older men were the ones that handled the red tape. Kay had noticed it but thought nothing of it, her thought were constantly on Shegami and her health. She was in a fog of intense worry.

When she walked out to the plane and up the steps to board, the same young man was right behind her. Kay didn’t realize the sexual show she was putting on when she walked out to the boarding ladder and she took her long steps, placing each foot right in front of the others, making her hips roll with that teasing erotic swaying of her perfectly rounded ass. At the top of the steps she was met by the Japanese stewardesses and they all bowed to her three times and she bowed back once and greeted them in English. They knew she was the daughter of the major stock holder of the airline and she was to be treated as the VIP she was in Japan. She was shown to her seat and her coats and small bag was taken and stowed in the compartment.

The young Japanese man received the same royal treatment and Kay’s curiosity was aroused when she saw that he didn’t bow back to the stews. That was an extremely bad protocol insult to the stewardesses by any Japanese that didn’t return the bow and Kay was taken aback by this young Japanese man’s rudeness.

Once the flight had taken off and was cruising at altitude, Kay curled up with the pillow and small blanked, trying to doze off, but that was impossible when she kept thinking about Shegami and praying that she would arrive in Tokyo in time to cheer her up and maybe that would help her recover.

She heard a fast spoken conversation by the young Japanese man, asking the stewetness who she was and she was surprised at her answer.

With head bowed, the girl answered his question. “Oh, your highness, the lady is the golden Goddess of Komaki, maybe she will perform in the ritual again this year. It will be held on March fifteenth, your highness.”

This was all news to Kay, she had never said she would perform the ritual again, much less be called the golden Goddess of Komaki. She shivered at the though of going through that sexual ordeal again, but then something reminded her of what an exciting erotic adventure it had been.

Glancing over at the young man she saw something there that she didn’t like. It was pure and simple lust, no kindness, no love, and absolutely no tenderness. Why would he look at her that way? She couldn’t understand it.

When the plane landed in Honolulu for refueling, she got off just to stretch her legs and get the aches and pains from her body. When she was walking through the warm balmy air of Hawaii to the terminal the young man spoke to her in Japanese very rapidly without any of the usual politeness the Japanese people use.

Kay turned and looked at him with a blank expression that she had learned how to use when necessary from Shoda-sama, and waited for him to speak again.

He switched to English and asked, “Where are you going in Japan?” with a very demanding voice as if he was used to giving orders and never taking any.

Kay ignored him as her anger built up at being insulted this way and she kept walking until he spun her around by her arm and repeated the question.

She exploded then. “Get your hands off of me you ketsu no an.” and her right arm came up swiftly and her hand landed on his left cheek with a loud slap. Who do you think you are? Don‘t you have any manners?” she demanded.

He looked aghast at her, and then it dawned on him that she didn’t really know who he was and he told her. “I’m Prince Tokie of the imperial family. You should bow down to me!”

Kay gave him a sardonic smile then and replied, “No Prince, you are in Hawaii a part of the United States not in Japan yet. We do not give homage to royalty here. Our ancestors fought to do away with being ruled by royalty and won.”

“But you are the golden Goddess of Komaki, aren’t you?” and his youth came to the surface and she saw his uncertainty written all over his face.

“No, I’m no Goddess, just plain old Kay Sommers, Tokie.” and she walked off quickly and escaped from him and his lustful eyes into the woman’s rest room.

The young man turned and spoke to the two men with him and nodded towards Kay as she disappeared into the Women’s rest room.

The Japan Airliner arrived in Tokyo thirteen hours later on time and when the steps were put into position; Key saw the Prince descend with all the dignity of a King and enter a limo that was waiting at the foot of the portable stairway.

Kay was met at the immigration desk by Kodara and she handed her passport to Kodara who bowed to her three times and motioned her thru the line and out to a big limo. He had handed her baggage claims and passport to the young oriental with him and instructed him to take care of them and bring the baggage to the Penthouse at once.

“How is my okaasan?” were her first words to Kodara when she was seated in the Limo. Kodara hid behind his poker face not daring to tell her the bad news and replied.

“Shoda-sama, is waiting for you at the home. He is very excited about you coming. I think your presence will help him immensely.” and he turned from looking a Kay and looked out of the window as the Limo moved swiftly through the street of Tokyo.

Kay slipped into her deep thoughts about Shegami, worrying so much that she never notice Kodara or the town as it flew by, only wishing she could fly to her Japanese home more swiftly.

When Kay walked into the Penthouse, Shoda-sama greeted her and she returned the greeting in the proper way, then suddenly she broke from her stance with bowed head an leaped into Shoda-sama’s arms. She hugged him and kissed his cheeks and after wiping the tears from her face she asked how was Shegami, her adopted mother.

“Kay-san, my heart is sad, very sad that I have to tell you that your mother has followed the sitting sun. I waited until you arrived to have the funeral.”

Kay was stunned. She began to feel dizzy and light headed; her loss was so shocking to her that she collapsed in the middle of the floor.

When she came too, she was in her old room and she had another maid, a much younger maid and she was just as pretty as Shegami would have been at the same age. The maid spoke to her in a musical voice that helped to cheer Kay up slightly when the maid told her of Shegami’s message to her just before she died.

She repeated Shegami’s message, “My daughter, the one I have always wished for, I am so sorry that I must leave before you arrive, but I know you will continue to love your adopted father and honor him as long as you live. I wish for you to take my place in all things with my husband. Honor him, honor our name above all and when you have children please do us the honor of naming them after us. “

The funeral and cremation was held the next day and the procession was long and the ritual was even longer. When Kay returned to the Penthouse, she was completely worn out. The ordeal had used up everything she had and she slept for almost a day and a half afterwards.

She and Shoda-sama were dinning alone the night after the funeral when she saw something in his eyes that frightened her. It wasn’t anything she had ever seen before. It was defeat. It was clear to her that something had gone wrong and she had to know.

“What’s wrong otousan? Is there something I can do? You know I will do anything for you even give my life for you?” and she moved around the low table and sat next to him, holding him and trying to comfort the man that had won her love and respect.

Shoda-sama, just stared across the room, His thoughts weren’t in the room or even of her; she was thinking when he finally spoke.

“I have displeased the Emperor. I don’t know how, but he has summoned me to the palace to discuss it. I have never seen the Emperor before in my life and now he wants me. Why?”

There was nothing Kay could do so she just sat there quietly thinking while she tried to comfort him and then she remembered the brat of a Prince in Honolulu that she had slapped. She didn’t dare tell Shoda about it because he may have lost face because of her insult to the Prince, so she kept quiet and she realized that her action was reflecting on Shoda-sama’s honor and name.

“Oh my god, what am I do. I will have to do something to get my father out of this jam I have put him in. Shit! My stupid American way has brought dishonor to Shoda-sama already. Oh Shegami, I wish you were here to guide me and tell me what to do. I know you would show me the way! And she prayed then.

The next day, the unexpected happened. The same two men she saw with Prince Tokie on the flight out to Japan arrived in the Penthouse and ordered her and her maid to dress and go with them. They were so forceful that she knew she had no choice.

She quickly dressed in her street clothes and Sachico wore her kimono when they accompanied the men out of the building to a limo waiting at the curb. Kay had no idea of where they were going, she couldn’t see out of the limo, the windows were blacked out. They rode for over two hours and she noticed that they must be going up in the mountains because the limo was shifting down into low gear and the motor was growling as it labored up the steep incline. Finally they stopped a moment and she heard something like a gate squeak on the hinges and then they moved forward again. This time the ride was short and when the limo stopped the door was opened by a big Japanese man dressed in all black and no hair on his bald head. His face was covered with scars and this alone was enough to scare Kay out of her panties.

‘My God, where did that Gorilla come from? I have never seen such a horrible looking man’ She thought as she got out of the car.

When she looked around, she couldn’t believe where she was. It was a large tunnel with lights strung along the ceiling. Scarface led the two girls and two Japanese men across the tunnel to a door and to an elevator and they were swiftly taken up a great distance. The elevator stopped and the party of four was led down a passage to a solid looking door at the end. The two men paused there and knocked quietly.

“Come.” The voice from inside was brisk and authoritative.

They ushered her into the room. It was like nothing Kay had ever seen before. There was a broad mahogany desk at one end and a suite of low furnishing at the other. The walls on three sides were hung with pictures reflecting a medieval sex theme. There was a fourth wall that caught Kay’s attention. It was adorned with whips. There were whips of all kinds and dimensions. Some were thin and cruel looking, others thick and solid, some with elaborately carved handles in various shapes.

In the center of the collection was a single painting, a young woman, totally naked, stretched across a wooden frame mounted high on a dais. Below was a crowd of people who were watching intently as a huge man whose head was completely bald and his face a mass of scars. He was bringing a whip down across the young woman’s gorgeously rounded bottom. The woman’s face was contorted with anguish, her body, every intimate detail of which was beautifully depicted, was shining with sweat. It was the most sexually erotic thing Kay had ever seen, and tiny electrical jolts traveled through her body with the erotic thought of how would that feel on her ass.

A cough brought her to her senses and she realized she had been staring transfixed at the painting. She looked up and for the first time she noticed the man seated behind the desk in the shadows. He was small and dark, obviously an Oriental and young, not more than twenty years old.

She felt a nudge at her elbow, and immediately she went to her knees and bowed three times with her head to the floor. When she regained her feet, both men began to strip her naked. Her blouse disappeared in a second, her skirt dropped down around her ankles and her bra was ripped from her body. Then one man held her while the other lifted her legs and pulled the skirt and panties off of her feet. When she was completely nude, she crossed one arm across her breasts and the other she placed her hand over her pubic area and slowly began to blush.

“Aaa…Soo…, good afternoon Miss Sommers.” The young man’s voice was thin and nasal, his Japanese was spoken with the upper class lilt.

He stood up and walked around the desk over to her. He was barely as taller as she, and when he came close she recognized him at once. It was the boy Prince, Tokie. She stood perfectly still as he walked around her. For a short time he merely examined her.

‘I guess this little shit is going to make me pay for insulting him now. Well, I can take it no matter what it is if he will get off of my father’s back. I want my father to have his honor back. I’m willing to pay because of my stupid temper.’ Kay’s thoughts were racing through her mind.

Then he turned to the other men and began discussing her body. He spoke of her in a totally intimate manner, as if she were not listening or able to speak for herself, his hands roving over her body freely with no permission asked. Kay blushed brightly as she heard his coarse descriptions.

“Very nice tits, good and firm. They’ve got a nice bounce to them too, just look at that. Dark red round nipples and look how they harden when you touch them. See? I barely felt them and they’re standing out already. Belly good and flat, not an inch of fat. Cunt is outstanding and prominent with a nice little thatch, though I may decide to remove that.”

“Very nice responses, she’s already wet inside! Open your legs golden Goddess!” Kay spread her feet two feet apart. “That’s better.” He inserted his finger in her pussy and commanded her, “Now squeeze my fingers. Harder! That’s a nice tight little hole, well lubricated as well. She’s will make my pillowing her very pleasant and enjoyable.”

“Her flanks appear to be very strong with a rump that reminds me of the half moon. Spread your ass cheeks apart Goddess, I want a better look at your little brownie.”

Kay did as she was commanded and reached back and grabbed her ass cheek in each of her hands and spread them wide, bowing slightly. At first she was humiliated by his cold appraisal of her body, but slowly she was getting aroused and her exhibitionist nature was coming to the fore like oil in water.

“Yes, that hole appears to be virgin. All together she is a fine young Goddess.”

Kay stood with her eyes lowered as the inspection continued. It was almost as if he was examining a horse at market. Then she thought of the whips.

He was speaking again. “Well, I think it is time to punish her for her insult to me in Hawaii.” His hot, cruel gaze was moving up and down her body when he finally spoke again.

“Bind her so that her two lower holes are available and her ass is available for the whip.”

Before she had time to realize what was happening, Kay found herself being thrown to the floor. She was on her back and her right leg was pulled straight up from her hip and a loop of soft white rope was dropped down her leg all the way to her crotch. Then the two men proceeded to slip the line under her back and loop the line around her left leg, they kept lacing the line from one leg to the other with the lines passing across her back forcing her legs apart. Once that was completed and her legs were bent with her knees up to her breasts they laced her calved to her thighs. The two men were so swift with the binding that Kay was bound up so fast that she couldn’t even respond with a scream if she had wanted to. Then she was rolled up to a sitting position and her arms were bound tightly together behind her from her wrist almost to her arm pits. When they reached the beginning of her arms in back, they passed the rope across her shoulders and laced it between her knees and back around her neck and back around her neck again to lace it between the other knee. Pulling the ropes tight so that her knees remained hard against her breasts with her ass completely open. Now she couldn’t move a muscle.

Kay heard a small chain running through a pulley and then a hook appeared before her eyes. The hook was slipped under the lines that ran from her neck to the ones that held her knees back against her breast and slowly she was raised upward. The upward movement stopped when she was about three feet off of the floor. Her head was hanging back and down and she could see Sachico, her maid standing over in a comer of the room, the young girl’s eyes wide in amazement and total fright.

The Prince eyed the bundle of female flesh hanging at his crotch level before him very critically.

She groaned inwardly, but not from pain, but when she realized the sight she must be presenting to the three men, her legs wide apart and knees up to her breasts, her sex and anus wide open to their gaze, it was from her own humiliation.

She looked sideways over her shoulder as the Prince went to the wall and selected one of the whips. It was solid, but flexible, and it made a swishing sound as he wielded it. She felt herself go cold as she realized what was about to happen. She knew she should protest. Shout at them that they had no right. But she dared not. Whatever they had in mind for her, she knew that for the moment at least it was in her best interest and for her adopted father’s honor to comply with their wishes. She knew for sure now that her insult to the Prince was causing Shoda-sama financial problem. Now she was beginning to get that same strange feeling of anticipation she had during her three sex tests when she was here in Japan last year, once again…

The man strode back across the room to where the girl was hanging, her backside making a delightful sight as it thrust outwards, inviting the beating it was about to receive. The Prince stroked the riding crop over her flesh, making her wince as he did so.

“P-please don’t hurt me,” she whimpered, but that was all she was going to give him. She was determined to take her punishment the very best she could.

“Aaa…Soo…It’s all right for you to insult me, but you don’t think you should be punished. I’ll just give you the number of strokes you deserve as a preview for what will be your punishment in the future. Just to test you to see if you are suitable for my submissive slave.”

He took a step backward, then raised his arm and brought the whip around hard on the shaking girl presented gorgeously ass and watched it quivering and trembling like Jell-O with his first strike.

Swish! Whack! The sound had rang about the room as the whip cracked down onto Kay’s bare ass, immediately starting a shocking pain of the beginning of the beating. She pulled her face up between her arms, bracing herself for the next stroke. She didn’t make a sound with that first strike.

Swish! Whack! The leather of the whip cut into the flesh of her behind and she couldn’t help it, she screamed this time. Then she felt the hand sliding down her back, through the crack, over her anus and down to the very center of her sexuality. All at once it was not the burning of her rear that filled her mind, it was the softer, warmer feeling between her thighs as the fingers sought her out, making her groan aloud as they gently caressed her fleshy labia lips so invitingly offered, then slid into her, violating her very being. Her mind told her to shout out, to scream as loud as she could at Tokie for taking such liberties with her, but her body responded differently, welcoming his fingers within her, her legs stretching involuntarily wider with the little slack that was in the ropes. as he probed her. He turned his fingers back and forth, making the juices within her flow still more copiously than had the beating. She cursed her body for its recalescence as she thrust back her behind, urging him ever deeper into her vagina as she hung by the chain at his mercy.

He continued his caresses, his fingers moving back and forth within her while his thumb gently rubbed at the entrance to her rear, working her expertly. She was beyond caring now, her whole being concentrated on the spot where the fingers penetrated her, oblivious to the lascivious sight she made before these three Japanese men, her backside high in the air as she tried to ground her breasts up against her knees, the ropes around her thighs and legs were rubbing across her nipples, stimulating them so that her nipples stood out proudly.

He had taken her to her peak now, holding her there, manipulating her until she felt she could bear it no longer. Then suddenly his fingers had left her and the whip was swinging down again.

Swish! Whack! Swish! Whack! Swish! Whack! When the third blow hit her ass cheeks, she had her orgasm, screaming louder than the coal burning train’s whistle in the distance she was thrusting her sex upward seeking more of his fingers. The wetness that flowed from her was running down her crack over her anus and dripping onto the floor. As she let her passion have its way. For fully a minute she continued her voice a loud keening sound as she reveled in her release. Then she was slowing, gradually recovering herself, realizing with deep shame the sight she was making, brought to her climax by the cruel blows of the whip. At last she was still, her face averted to the side away from them.

“Extraordinary.” Prince Tokie was speaking again. “Truly a most unique reaction. I can understand the rumors we heard about her at the ritual in Komaki.” He prodded at her with the whip, making her wince.

“All right golden Goddess, I think I will sample your omanko. It is well lubricated now and I shouldn’t have any problem of penetrating such a tight hole.”

He was standing so that she couldn’t see him when she heard his clothing swishing as he disrobed. When she did see him nude she gave a sudden gasp of surprise and deep down joy.

The Prince had the body of a God himself. His shoulders were wide, with a great chest. No hair except a small patch of coal back pubic hair at the base of what appeared to Kay to be a magnificent love tool. It was standing out straight to a wonderful length she was thinking with a generous girth. By any man’s standards it was a cock to be proud of.

He walked around to her head and presented the bulbous dark brown head to her mouth. Kay didn’t hesitate to open her lips wide and accepted the salty tasting tool into her waiting mouth. Her tongue ran around the flanges once she had the head in her mouth. She paid particular attention to the underside of the head, seeking his hot spot and suddenly she found it. He shook and quivered when her tongue flicked across it. It was so intense for him that he pulled out and spoke to her.

“Ass…Soo…My golden Goddess, you seem to know how to please a man and how to make him give you his seed, but not today. I want to plant my seed into your womb you lovely golden girl.” and he moved behind her and without any preliminaries he shoved all ten inches deep within her cunt. Kay grunted and moaned with the pleasure of being fucked for the first time since the ritual with the Leeches ten months ago. The hot, long, stroking cock felt almost as exciting as the twelve inch leech she had at the ritual ten months ago. The only thing lacking was the exquisite pulsing within her omanko like the leech.

The Prince was on the edge of the cliff and about to fall off, the whipping he had given Kay had primed his sadistic sexual desires to the peak and the frosting on his cake was the tongue job she did on his penis. When he shoved his full length into her very tight and hot hole, he was locked and loaded and a few strokes after that, his seed began to pump from his balls up through his tube and out of his shaft at a speed he could not stop. He shot his load into her body and it just kept coming because like Kay, he hadn’t pillowed any girls while he was attending college in the U.S. for the last semester. He was as ready and randy as she was and he looked down at the bound body as it shook and quivered again as Kay had lifted off to the moon and was on her way back to earth from her own orgasm.

The prince moved to the large soft leather sofa directly across from Kay’s hanging form and collapsed. His heart beating like a machine gun, his breath pumping like a fish dying out of water, and his body trembling as if he was sitting in a wind storm. He was thinking that he had never, really never pillowed a woman as sexually exciting and responsive as this golden Goddess. He was thinking that not only was she beautiful and blonde, but she must have brains from what his own people had told him about her when they investigated her last night.

He knew he wanted her. He wasn’t going to let her go so easily.

His two male servants had take Kay down and removed all of her binding. She lay on the floor and her maid Sachico was massaging the deep red marks the ropes had left on her body. Kay was exhausted and her bottom was sore, but not so painful now when the Prince spoke to her.

“I have a proposition that you must hear, my Goddess.”

Kay rose painfully to her feet, her face as crimson as her backside, the tears still rolling down her cheeks, less from the pain than from the humiliation of her situation. She stood at last, hands clasped at her neck, legs apart ass thrust backward and tits as far forward as she possibly could get them and listened to what he had to say.

“Now that I have partially punished you for your rudeness to me, a Prince, I will let you return to your adopted father’s home and you can return to work. Oh yes, I know all about your company you work for and I won’t interfere with that, but you will come to me when I send for you. You will serve me in any way I demand. Your adopted father will find that all of his trouble will cease as of tonight. But if you refuse me or leave Japan without my permission, he will suffer ruin.”

Kay stood with her hands laced being her head and her legs spread wide, her body still not completely sated. The flames of sexual desire still coursed through her lower abdomen and the more she looked at the handsome, but ruthless Prince the desire for him to satisfy her was creeping up on her slowly and very warmly.

Her thoughts weren‘t on everything he said, but on the way he had taken her to the moon. ‘Holy shit! He‘s no kid when it comes to pleasing a woman. What an awesome way to get off on.’

Suddenly she was forced to her knees and told to bow to the Prince and ask for his forgiveness.

Kay did as she was instructed and begged, “Gomen Nasai, Prince Tokie-sama. Dozo!”

Then she was lifted up off of the floor and led out the door and down the hallway. She was given an elaborate Kimono to wear and when she was helped into the limo, she went to sleep on Sachico shoulder as it bounced swiftly back down the mountain.

Kay was dazed at everything that had happened to her that day and when she walked into the Penthouse, Shoda-sama was waiting for her even though it was very late at night.

“Kay-san, are you alright. I have been worried about you when you weren’t here when I returned from my interview with the Emperor.”

“Yes, otousan, I am fine. Have your problems been solved?” she asked.

“It was strange. We had tea together and nothing was said about my problems with production and the slow down in the factories in Nagoya. Then later tonight, I received a message from the Emperor he told me not to worry about any of the labor problems. They would go away like the dove flying. I didn’t understand until I got a call from my night Manager reported that the labor force is producing normally and output is back up to the peak again at the factories. I just don’t understand it, Kay-san.”

Kay bowed down to Shoda-san, her head touching the floor and began to beg his forgiveness. She told him the whole story of how she had insulted the young Prince and slapped him on the way to Japan. Then she told him that she was taken up in the mountains and punished for her rudeness to the young Prince and now she must obey him whenever he sends for her.

Shoda-sama looked sternly at her and asked her. “You didn’t know he was the young prince at any time, Kay-san?”

“No otousan. I thought he was a fake and just putting on an act when he said he was the Prince Tokie. I am sorry to dishonor you name and family, Shoda-sama.”

“Kay-san, you must obey the Prince in everything he wishes from you. You are strong and I will be very proud of you if you submit to him in all things. You must do whatever he wants. He is only a man and will probably use your body like any other man, but that shouldn’t bother you after passing all of my tests. He cannot damage your brain, only you can do that. Some day he will become Emperor, we must remember that. The throne still has great power over the people even though the American have imposed their type of democratic government on us. We still worship the royal family!”

“Yes, Shoda-san, I will be strong and do as you say.” But she was thinking that in some ways Tokie frightens her terribly, but she felt sure that he would have other kinky sex adventures as challenges for her in the near future.

For two weeks Kay had established her office in downtown Tokyo in the building owned by Shoda-sama and she hired the necessary office personnel, all Japanese which the American in the area didn’t understand. She never acknowledged her capability to converse in Japanese, Chinese, and Thai, when any Americans were in her presence.

One evening she was attending a cocktail party at the Imperial Hotel and she was informed that she should go to Prince Tokie’s table and present herself. Kay was startled that he would appear in public, but then things had changed drastically with the new democratic county and the old royalty wasn’t supposed to be worshiped as gods.

Kay looked around and finally saw the table where the Prince was. She walked over to the table and bowed as low as she possibly could in the tight fitting evening gown she was wearing without falling on her face. He just stared at her, his cruel eyes boring holed through her clothing as he remembered her lusciously enticing sexual body that was everything he desired in a woman.

Finally he started to rise and his servants pulled his chair back as he rose and cleared the way for him to walk to Kay.

She stood with her head bowed when he stood in front of her and spoke softly. “Ah, my beautiful golden Goddess. You are as gorgeous as the cherry blossoms in spring tonight. I desire you again. Please walk with me to the lobby and we will take my limo to the mountain.”

“Yes, your highness, and may I have my maid accompany me. She is having dinner here in the hotel.”

“Hai, Kay-san. She is very young and beautiful also. I may enjoy her also.” He turned to the older man at his side and instructed him to find the maid and bring her along.

The Prince spoke of mundane things to Kay and asked her how her father was, he actually seemed to care, but Kay still didn’t trust him. They arrived at the mountain retreat and she was led down the hallway again.

The Prince ushered her into a different room this time and then instructed her maid to undress Kay completely.

Kay was enjoying the pampering she had been receiving in

the last two weeks and tonight was no different. Her maid led her into a beautiful western bath where she took a shower and let her maid wash and towel her completely dry. She walked to the dressing table taking a seat, waiting. Sachico dried Kay’s hair first and combed it out to the very long length that hung down to her hips. Then Sachico applied dark cosmetics with a brush around her eyes. The she put red lipstick dye on Kay’s lips. Last the beautiful maid applied the red dye to her proud protruding nipples. Then she motioned Kay to a massage table standing to one side of the bath. Kay slipped up on it and then lay down.

Once she was lying down on her stomach, her maid began applying oil all over her body and she was careful that none of it ran down

into her cunt. She put a tissue between Kay's labia lips to catch any that might accidentally drip there.

Then Kay rolled over on her back and the same thing was performed on the front of her body, all but her pubic mount. Kay did not realize it, but Sachico was applying a strong depilatory to that area and suddenly Kay yelped, but her memory kicked in and she remembered when Shegami had done the same thing to her. She tried to wipe it off but her maid stopped her.

“Mistress, Prince Tokie ordered me to remove you pussy hair and make your mound as smooth as your tits. He will not allow you to have any hair around or on you cunt anymore. I have to do what the Prince ordered or I will be tied to a rack and whipped,” and tears were

running down her cheeks.

Kay reached out taking the shivering girl in her arms and said. “I don’t want you whipped either, Sachico. if you were ordered to do that, I guess I can stand it again,” and Kay lay back down and let the girl reapply the depilatory suave on her pubic mound. Kay gritted her teeth until the burning ceased around her pubic area.

Sachico looked at a tiny watch she had on her right wrist and gasped. “We only have ten minuets to get you ready for the Prince in his play room!”

She helped Kay up and got some new Tabi socks and sandals. Then she helped her put on a light weight Kimono.

Sachico then put a wide obis around Kay’s waist and fashioned the knot in back. When she finished she led Kay out of the room and down the hallway to the room where two weeks ago Kay was punished.

Kay saw the Prince standing in the middle of the room waiting for her. He was barefoot, wearing a light weight cotton Kimono like hers. What impressed Kay was his perfect physic. His hair was styled in a little longer way than the usual one at that time. His face was not the real dark tan of most Japanese, but white like her own. His eyes were what attracted her to his face; they seemed to soften a tiny bit tonight. The cruelness wasn’t present, only sexual desire.

“Konbanwa,” The prince greeted her as she bowed three times to him but didn‘t speak to him.

The Prince reached for her, slipped his hand inside of her Kimono and grabbing her right breast and twisted the nipple until she screamed.

“Slave, you will answer me with respect by saying master! You will recognize that I am your master while you are here in my home.

“Now take that kimono off and spread your legs and put your hands behind your head. Thrust those tits of yours out as far as possible and also your buttocks in the rear. Present yourself properly to me!”

Kay had tears in her eyes from the pain he gave her in her right breast, but she did as he commanded. She swiftly undressed and spread her legs at least two and a half feet, then lacing her fingers behind her head and thrust her breast out as far as she could. She took a stance that made her buttocks protrude back showing off the prefect half

moons and her tiny bowl of a stomach was inviting anyone to run their hands over it to see if it was real. Her big thirty-four ‘Cee’ size breasts were straight out like two cannon shells. Her bare cunt was on display to the Prince and he saw drops of cunt juice at her tiny slit. He smiled lewdly and was amused that her exhibitionist nature was working on her even when she walked into his home.

“Now that is the way you will present yourself to me every time you are brought into this room, slave.”

“Yes master.” Kay replied quickly, realizing now that what Shoda-sama had said that all men were the same and wished to make their women submissive to their desire.

“Your performance two weeks ago was very good. Better than I expected from an American girl. But it was lacked something. I have thought about it and think I know what it was. We can correct that behavior quickly tonight. I want you to have a gift from me that will increase your desire to pillow and perform with the greatest enthusiasm that is possible for you. You will have three little additions added to your body for your enjoyment and mine. After the additions, you will be free to return to your home in Tokyo until I summons you again.”

The Prince clapped his hands twice and an old Japanese man shuffled into the room.

Kay just stood there in the present position of a slave that the Prince had instructed her to assume. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a doctor’s examination table rolling into the room; being pushed by the one she called Scarface. Once the table was in position, her maid, Sachico led her over to the table, helped her up on it and then strapped her to the table.

Her arms were strapped to arm rests that pulled from under the table. Her feet, calves and thighs strapped into the leg supports and stirrups. Kay could not move anything but her head. Scarface quickly shoved a ball gag in her mouth. The straps went back around her head and fastened with Velcro tape. Kay's eyes were as big as saucers with fright and nervousness not knowing what the cruel Prince was planning to

do to her. She could imagine all kind of torture that she was going to go through. Kay realized that the old Japanese man was trying to calm her with his gentle caressing of her stomach and cooing to her softly all of the time. Then he ran his hand up and down her cleft. He was so gentle with his fondling, that after a minute or two, Kay began to relax and enjoy the fondling. Her clit began to swell with the erotic sensations the old man was creating in her slit and he watched closely at the engorgement of the gorgeous little penis shaped clitoris as it reached the full state of arousal. He captured it with a pair of surgical forceps once it had escaped from the protective hood.

The Prince was hovering close over her lower body with the old man, watching closely at what the old man was doing when he began to speak softly to Kay

.

“Slave, you are going to love this little adornment. What you are about to receive is a Princess Albertina clit piercing. You will be very proud of this little beauty that I had made especially for you. It has a smooth half a caret diamond on each end and you will discover the joy of urethral stimulation. You will be stimulated all the time in the future when ever you move, walk, or performing the love act with a man or dildo. This will keep you alert to why you are here, to pleasure men so much that they will think Buddha has sent then to heaven when they are deep within your body while pillowing you. You will not have to pretend that you are enjoying their use of your body, this will force you to enjoy every moment of the sex act to your maximum enjoyment with each thrust of their cock”

“Watanabe, the palace doctor, will pierce your clitoris. Then he will place the jewelry, The Princess Albertina, through the hole made by the piercing. Then it will be permanent, locked into position, a diamond mounted in a gold setting on each side of your clit. This will only sting for a moment. My Concubine girls find this addition exceedingly arousing. It is so stimulating that they can never describe the joy it gives them. Your orgasmic responses will be way beyond what you ever dreamed of having. This little piece of Jewelry is a gift to you and you will never tire of the joy and excitement you can and will receive from it. Once you have it, you will never lose it or have it come off accidentally.”

Kay had been looking at the Prince as he spoke and letting his words sink in her brain. She had no idea what a Princess Albertina was and at that moment did not want one. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through her lower body like an electric shock. It only lasted for a split second, but Kay screamed against the gag as loud as she could. Nothing came out but a gurgle. Sweat popped out on her forehead and between her breasts. In seconds, she was covered with sweat from the shock of the pain.

Her maid quickly wiped the sweat from her forehead and her body with cool washcloths. Sachico and the doctor were cooing at her, trying to sooth her and help her to relax.

“The worst is over, Slave, just two more little pin pricks for you. Just relax while he inserts the Princess Albertina. The old man quickly inserted the piece of jewelry and wiped the drops of blood that came out off the piercing. He kept dabbing the blood up with a cotton ball until it stopped bleeding. He next put some soothing suave on the area that cooled the clit and skin The clit jewelry was positioned and the diamonds in the golden settings were clamped tightly so that they would never slide off.

Kay was slowly relaxing after that and her shivering was subsiding when she felt another pin prick, then another one shot through her body. These two were more like a hypodermic needle going it. She raised her head and saw the old man putting two golden rings about as big as an engagement ring also with diamonds in them. One in each of her outer labia lips. He clamped the little opening in the rings tightly closed once he inserted them in the holes he had put in her labia lips. It was impossible to see the point where the rings mated after he clamped them. He dabbed the blood from the two piercing and applied a soothing suave to these also.

The pain was gone by the time the straps were removed, and Kay was able to sit up and then get down off the examination table. Her maid held a mirror down between Kay's legs so she could see what

they did to her. Then her eyes fell on her sex and she gave a gasp of surprise.

There were three pieces of beautiful jewelry piercing her in her most intimate places, their presence drawing attention to her sex and accentuating her nakedness and vulnerability. The most extraordinary body ornaments she had ever seen had been inserted at the top of her vagina slit, holding her clitoris up between two beautiful diamonds and out for examination or fondling and two golden rings gleaming with the diamonds in them below her slit, pulling her outer labia lips down for all to see.

“Oh Shit!” Kay exclaimed. “These are beautiful. She saw the two solid gold balls with the diamonds mounted in them, with her now enlarged and engorged clit nesting snuggly between them. The gold balls were the same size as the head of her engorged penis looking clitoris and she thought to herself, ‘My God, they are gorgeous. I love them’

The two golden rings brought her attention to her slit even more and she could feel them moving around causing the Princess Albertina to fondle her clit to arousal. She could not help the arousal caused by this strange, fascinating sensation between her legs. She loved it and knew

that if what Tokie said, she was going to love and enjoy these new additions to her vagina. Kay looked up at the lewdly smiling Prince and smiled back when she said, “This slave thanks you, my Prince and Master.”

“Yes, Kay-san, you are welcome. You will obtain much enjoyment with the Princess Albertina and the labia rings. Your true sexual nature will come forth for you to enjoy even more now. The balls will not interfere with penetration of your cunt. Your sexual desire will increase to even greater heights when penetrated with a man’s hardened sword to the point that you will have continuous orgasms, one right after the other. . You will get to love your new adornment very quickly.”

Then he motioned the maid to pay attention what was said next.

The old doctor listened intently as the Prince began to give instructions to both Kay and her maid. “You will check your mistress every morning to make sure that the piece rings are healing well. You will put some suave on each day.” He looked directly at Kay when he said. “You are not to masturbate, or pillow with a man for seven days, even though you may have a deep desire for sexual release. You will have to control yourself. After that, you will be ready for your mission of pleasing me or my guests.”

To be continued