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Tourist Trap

Part 1

            Well, it all started when I was on vacation in Japan. I spent the last year learning the language and I was more or less fluent in it. A friend of mine who been there before gave me a list of 'must see' places. Well, I was so excited that I did seven days of sightseeing in only five, so I looked around in the Shibuya district for something fun to do. I still had more than enough yen in my pocket to do practically anything, and I already had my plane ticket home booked. I saw this new nightclub that was just opening, and the sign said that the first drink is on the house. So I figured, hey, how can I turn down free booze?

 

            I got a lot more than one free drink, though. Soon after I finished my first bottle, the bartender gave me a second, and pointed to the corner. "The woman in the blue dress asked me to give this to you."

 

            I looked over at her, and she was quite a sight. You know how most Asian bodies are kind of small and petit? Well, she was almost the opposite. She was about 6'4'', tallest person in the club (even taller than me) and had very well developed breasts that even her modest dress could not hide. She noticed that I was looking in my direction and brushed her dark hair aside and beckoned me over. Well, I thought, she bought me a drink, least I could do is say thanks.

 

            "Hey there, stranger," she said to me in Japanese. One would expect a Japanese woman trying to sound sexy to use a high-pitched voice, but instead she used a very throaty tone that, added with the tongue she was speaking in, was so fucking hot that I wanted to bang her right there. "H-hello" I stammered out, and nearly fumbled my thanks to her. She simply smiled at me and asked in perfect English, with only the slightest accent and still using that throaty tone, "I take it this is your first time in Tokyo?"

 

            "Yeah, I'm leaving... Monday," I said, remembering the change in time put Japan a day ahead of America. "Although I kind of wish I didn't have to go back. It's like an urban paradise."

 

            She smiled. "Yes, I went to college in America. I won't say it doesn't have its charm, but I chose to stay in Japan. There's so much pollution and crime in America isn't there?"

 

            I nodded and sipped the bottle she bought me. "And I have to say the beer's better here too. Hey, since I have all day Sunday with nothing else to do, why don't we meet somewhere? I'm sure you know lots more about this city than my friend did."

 

            "I'd love to. But why wait until tomorrow? I can show you lots of things tonight that I bet you'll never forget."

 

            I raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"

 

            She simply gave me an enigmatic smile. "I don't want to ruin the surprise. Besides, you won't have to worry about finding your way back to your hotel, because I can drive you there. So, I'll ask you this only one time... hai... or iie..."

 

            I thought about it for a second, how could this possibly go wrong? Sure, a hot Japanese woman doesn't talk to me every day and wants to go out with me. And like I said, I had nothing else to do. Not only that, hell, if I got lucky she might even let me fuck her. Even if I had a bad feeling about it, her perfectly shaped face and her brilliant brown eyes were impossible to refuse. "Hai".

 

            She smiled and gave a very sexy wink at me. "Well, let's go then. I'm going to show you the time of your life."

 

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            She walked me to her car, which I recognized as a Mitsubishi 3000GT. "Hey, that's a nice ride," I said to her.

 

            "Best in Japan. I got two of these, actually. Bought this one just a month ago, and the other one last Spring."

 

            I was impressed. "How can you afford that? That must be a lot of money out of your pocket."

 

            "I'm a Judoka and I fight in mixed martial arts. Won two big tournaments and spent most of the prize money on these babies."

 

            That's when I first noticed her arms. They weren't freakishly large but they were obviously very well toned and muscular. I wasn't turned off by this, actually, it made me even hotter for her.

 

            "Let's go for a little drive first, shall we?"


            We went around the flashier districts city for about an hour or so, then after a while longer we left the city proper stopped by a house in Western Tokyo. She opened the garage and parked next to our ride's twin, which was baby blue as opposed to cherry red.

 

            "Why are we stopping here?" I asked, hoping the answer was what I thought it would be.

 

            "Oh, just getting a couple things. I got some chips if you want a snack."

 

            She let me in her house. It was a very fine place, with lots of paintings and hanging murals on the walls. She told me to wait in the living room and gave me a bag of chips and a soda while I went channel surfing.

 

            She came back down wearing an outfit that was much more revealing than the last one. Her breasts seemed to be trying to burst out of the tight bustier and she was wearing a pleated skirt that showed off her toned legs. I barely kept myself from drooling. She also had a long black cloth in her hand.

 

            "Let's go... but first, I want to blindfold you, so when you catch your first look of the place I'm taking you to it'll be much more exciting."

 

            I was nervous at first but I came this far and she wasn't going to take no for an answer. We drove for what must have been another hour before we stopped. I could hear her getting out then opening my door as I unfastened my seat belt. "Can I look yet?" I asked, and instead of being answered I was hurled out of the car, brought to my feet and flipped to the grassy earth. "Hey, what's going on?" I asked as I tried to get to my stomach and get up but as soon as I rolled over she pounced on top of me and wrapped her biceps over my neck. I tried to fight her off but she was too strong and I had no leverage whatsoever. It was only a matter of time before I passed out.

 

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            I woke up in total darkness; my legs and feet were bound together and I couldn't move. I felt wherever I was in bumping up and down and deduced that I was probably still in the car. I tried to yell but my mouth was taped shut. All I could do was struggle but all it did was make me tired and I fell asleep again.

 

            I woke up still in the trunk. What time was it? Where am I going? Why is she doing this? Why was I such an idiot and fell for this? I heard all about human slave markets but I thought that was just an urban legend. Was she really working for the yakuza? All these thoughts raced through my head, then I finally stopped feeling the car bumping. I could hear the trunk being opened and I felt myself suspended in the air. I tried to struggles but I felt something smashing into my back and for fear of my life stopped moving. After a few minutes I was then thrown violently onto something soft, and then after five long minutes I heard a ziiiiip. Then I felt my hands being untied and I flailed wildly at whoever had me but my captor was too strong and I felt metal circles clamping around my wrists. My legs were bound then reshackled in this manner and then I heard mechanical clanking as I felt my equilibrium shift. Finally the tape was ripped off my face and took a breath of fresh air as the blindfold was removed.

 

            It was her. She changed out of the outfit she was wearing and had a skintight leather outfit with the crotch- and as she turned around I could tell the ass too - removed. I was completely speechless.

 

            "Oh, I was right, your reaction is absolutely priceless. Welcome to your new home. You can scream all you want but there's nobody who can hear you. We're in the countryside miles away from any other house. Even if someone was around I made sure you couldn't hear anything outside this room. And if the police came? Well, they'd never find this place, thanks to the hidden entrance," she points to the stairs in one corner, the top of which was closed. I then looked around and saw a small mattress, which wasn't so bad, then a cage big enough to put a person inside, an array of whips, floggers, paddles, dildos and other sex toys, a chair very low to the ground with the bottom cut out, and in the middle a medieval torture rack laid horizontally.


            "What the hell?" I asked. "I thought you were going to take me to a view of the city or something?"

 

            "Did I ever say that, bitch?" She said, kicking me in the groin. I looked down and realized for the first time that I was completely naked. "That was for speaking out of place. When you are allowed to speak, you will address me as Okami-dono. Do you understand?"

 

            "Fuck you."

 

            She kicked me in my balls again, then shook her head. "Such disrespect for the only person whom your life depends on now. Don't think you're the first person to be brought to this dungeon. How long you live depends on how long before I get bored of you and sell you to the yakuza." She said with a sadistic smile. "I'll ask you again, do you understand?"

 

            When I said nothing she shook her head and grabbed a whip. "You're lucky I enjoy breaking men's wills or I would have just fucked you and sold you by now. And you're quite a challenge, I can tell. But you will learn that from this moment on you're nothing but my personal sex slave."

 

            She then snapped the whip directly on my cock, and I yelled out in pain and struggled in my bonds. Before I could even beg for her to stop she whipped me in my cock and balls over and over. Suddenly she stopped. "Any more and your cock will bleed... and that part of the body doesn't clot well. But I got other ways to torture your pathetic slave meat." She kneed me in the groin and I bit my lip to avoid screaming again. Then she went to the sex toy rack and got what looked like a small flyswatter.

 

            She grabbed my cock in her hand and swatted at it with the other as I squirmed helplessly. "Aww, poor little slave, am I hurting you?" she said in a mocking tone. "How about I kiss it and make it better?" I looked down as it looked like she was about to suck my cock then she swatted my balls grinning at me. "You'd like that, wouldn't you bitch? You're just like every other man, all you want from a woman is a fucking blowjob. American men are such pathetic horndogs." She kneed me again in my balls and I moaned in agony. "But women were meant to be dominant. We can control our urges longer, we actually use our minds instead of thinking with our cocks, and as far as men being stronger, let me tell you, I've sparred against men in judo competitions and never have I been thrown, not even once. I want to be treated like the Goddess I am. So you'll never get your pathetic piece of man-meat in my mouth, and I'll never taste your disgusting come either. You on the other hand, you're going to learn to love the taste of both our juices. Because the only other thing you get for nourishment is a glass of water a day and a piece of bread every three days. When you learn to behave like the little bitch I know you can be, then maybe I'll feed you more often."


            With that she harshly bit on my right nipple and I groaned in pain as she pulled on it with her teeth. I swore she was about to break the skin, then she finally let go and bit the other even harder. Meanwhile she was smacking one of my thighs and feeling on it aggressively. She then brought herself up to eye level and spit right in my face before once more crushing my balls with her knees. She obviously knew how to do it because every time she did it, it felt like they were actually going to end up inside me.

 

            "Your balls are fun to hit," she said, grinning at me. "But if I hit them too much, your cock won't get hard anymore. I can't let that happen now can I? So we're going to try something else. Don't worry, it wont be so bad... you get to lie down this time." She undid my chains and I collapsed on the floor, to hurt to try and attack her. I was holding onto my aching balls and wishing I was dead. She effortlessly forced me onto the rack lying face down. As she strapped me in I got enough of my wits about me.

 

"Please stop, I'll never tell anyone about this place, just bring me back to my hotel and I'll never bother you."

 

She punched me hard in the temple, and while I was seeing stars she stuffed a ball gag in my mouth. "I told you not to speak until I allow you to, slave. You're lucky I don't want to hear any more of your pathetic whining and moaning and simply gagged you. Besides, this won't be nearly as fun if you're unconscious."

 

            All I could see was the floor underneath me and I heard her footsteps. Then I heard the familiar sound of a cigarette lighter. She then grabbed my hair and pulled on it. "Grunt twice if you can read Kanji. If you can and you lie, you'll just put yourself in more pain. If you can't and you lie... oh will you regret it. Trust me on that." Well I decided that I was already up to my neck, so I truthfully grunted twice to let her know that I could. "Good boy... by the way, I was lying, this is going to hurt MUCH more than if I used English letters..."

 

            The bitch! But before I could spew any muffled obscenities at her, I found a sharp burning pain in my lower back. I struggled uselessly against the rack's bonds. I then heard a clanking as I felt my arms and legs being pulled away from my chest, barely still in their joints. But now my arms and legs were completely immobile and I could only move my chest very slightly. "Quit squirming or I'll stretch you even more. The sooner I do this the sooner I stop." I did my best not to move as she sounded like she was very pissed off and would use the rack to rip me in half. I bit hard into the rubber gag as whatever she was using on me went up and down my lower back. I felt a second of relief before the middle of my back was covered in searing hot pain, then another brief moment before my upper back was tortured as well.

 

            She then reached under the table for something and before I knew it I heard a small 'beep', Then she showed me an image on the cell phone she had on her hands. "Read it." I looked at the image of my own naked back, with a series of kanji written on it in a blue substance. I had to squint to read them and she pulled my gag out. "Tell me what it says bitch." I gulped and stammered it out. "Baishunfun..."

 

            She pulled the phone away, then forced my head up and bent over so I was looking right at her face. "And what does that mean in English?" I hesitated, and she slapped me in the face. "Say it!"

 

            "I...it means 'whore'."

 

            "It means 'whore' what?"

 

            I didn't speak, and the forced my mouth open then stuffed the gag back in my mouth. "Well, you are right, that's what it means. And from this day on you're my baishunfun. That's why I put it on your back in wax, so you'll remember it. But you don't deserve for me to address you as that. No, you're not worth naming anything at all. Because you are nothing. No, you're less than nothing, you're a worthless, pathetic, piece of man-meat." She then walked back to her toys. "Have you ever had your ass cleaned out? I doubt it. Filthy men like yourself never take care of their bodies. She then forced something sharp and I can only guess was plastic into my asshole. Then I felt warm water being forced into my rectum painfully, filling my ass like a canteen. Eventually I felt my ass overflowing and as soon as this happened the instrument was forced out of me and something else was quickly jammed into my ass. "I'll keep that plug in you for now, so the water can clean your ass... after all I like clean asses, they're much easier to fuck." I muffled protests at this, and the pulled my hair again. "Oh I will fuck your ass, and there's nothing you can do about it.. actually, let me take it back. It's not your ass anymore, is it, it's MY ass. And I'm going to fuck MY ass and whip MY balls as much as I want. Understand? I said, do you understand?!" She didn't slap me or pull my hair this time, instead she kicked me in the side of the head. Any harder and I think I would have lost a tooth or broke my jaw. "Damn, I keep forgetting how dense you Americans are. If you don't answer me the way I want you to, you WILL be hurt. Even a dog can understand it did wrong when it gets punished."

 

            She paused, then I heard her footsteps. She's already tortured my balls, almost bit my nipples off, wrote on my back and violated my ass. What more does she have planned? When she came back she put something soft and cold my back. "You know, it takes less electricity to light a light bulb that it does to kill someone? 32 Volts is considered as low as a current can be before someone is electrocuted. I find 15 volts is safe... and still painful... but your flesh is soft and tender, and I don't want to make you pass out... so we'll start with just 5 for now." This fucking psycho was going to shock me, I thought, as she removed my gag. This time I didn't dare mouth off too her as I knew she had an easy way of killing me in her hands.

 

            "The thing on your... my back is my shock box. A friend of mine made it for me. It lets me direct an electric current up to 25 volts into this..." she held up a rubber prod with a metal tip so I could see it. "And I can adjust it to suit my needs." She flicked on a switch. I thought my back would have been shocked but it wasn't. "The box is insulated so it wont shock anyone who touches it... So my back is safe but the rest of MY flesh is fair game..." she prodded my ribs. It was uncomfortable, but not painful. "Good... now let's try 10..." I heard a click then I felt the jolt burning my skin as I yelped in pain. She prodded me again further up my body, then kept shocking me up and down my sides, as if judging where I'm most sensitive by my cries. "Him... that's a good start...." she put down the prod but didn't flick the switch off.

 

            I heard more footsteps then I found myself looking at a long purple rubber cock about six inches long attached to a pair of panties. I couldn't help myself. "Wait, please, don't fuck me with that!" She shocked me again and held the point to my flesh, making my muscles spasm from the current flowing through them. Then she forced something in my mouth. Unlike the gag, which was soft and rubbery, this was hard steel and I couldn't move my mouth even a little. I was still able to breathe, though. And my cries were unhindered by whatever she made me wear. "That ring gag makes it so you can't close your mouth.... which means your whining can still be heard... for now..." she then grabbed my hair and moved closer forcing the strapon in my mouth. She moved her hips forcing it in and out and every time she thrusted forward she would zap me on a different part of my chest. Eventually I was deep-throating the cock as I could almost smell her body.

 

            "You like sucking cock don't you? My mouth will be perfect for cleaning my dildos. In fact, that's not a bad idea... let's get to cleaning." She then moved back to the wall and I was forced to wait for what seemed like forever and put the dildos on the floor. She forced one of the smaller dildos into my mouth and shoved is as far as she should, twisting it in mouth with one hand and shocking me with the other, before going on to another one.

 

            She must have had twenty or thirty of these things. Some were colored, some were fleshy. Some were six inches long others were seven, eight and I swear I saw one twelve inches long go all the way down my throat. If not for the fact that I hadn't eaten in a day I would have probably vomited. A few of these had lumps or ribs on them too, and she even had a double ended cock, one side ribbed the other bumped, that she made me clean both ends. I must have been forced to clean cocks with my mouth for two hours before the last one was pulled out of my mouth.

           

 

            "You're a cock sucking machine." She said as she forced the ring gag out of my mouth. "Please, what more do you want from me? I'll never bother you again, please just let me-" she slapped my face hard to stop me from pleading. "Shut the fuck up. I don't want to hear another word from my mouth again. Though I did like hearing you moan..." she took off the strapon cock and I saw her pussy was very moist. She then turned around and backed her ass into my mouth. "Clean my ass, and after I eat dinner off of you I'll take you off the rack."

 

            She was going to let me free after all! I eagerly licked her asshole for that, putting my tongue inside of it. Normally I would have thought this disgusting but compared to the feeling of those rubber cocks in my mouth this was nothing. I heard her moaning as she obviously enjoyed my annilingus, and this encouraged me to lick her ass harder and faster until she finally climaxed into an orgasm.

 

            She pulled away from me to enjoy the afterglow. "That was excellent! My tongue knows just where to go. I'll be back with dinner in an hour... but until then, here's a little reward..." she put her fingers in her moist cant and then brought them to my tounge, and I eagerly licked her juices. I didn't care anymore, I was only an hour away from freedom.

 

            I saw her coming down with a tray with a plate and two glasses, one filled with wine and the other empty. She put the tray on my back and it felt very warm. "Don't you dare ruin my dinner or spill my wine or I might change my mind. I kept as still as I could but the promise of freedom was so exciting. In fact the prospect of being let go made the time go much slower and before I know it she was done eating. "Good... now my end of the bargain..." she undid my wrists and ankles and I slid off the table, getting to my feet. "Thank you, thank your for letting me free...I won't tell a soul about it, I swear." She answered me with one of her well-placed knees as I slumped to the floor holding my balls.

 

            "You stupid slave, you thought I was I was letting you go? Ha. You're mine now and I have no intention of changing that. Now I have to get my ropes and tie my whore meat..." she got to her toys and in a flash was kneeling over the back of my neck. She pulled my legs so I was on my knees and spread them apart to force my hands through the middle. She then tied my hands up then moved to my legs. I knew I couldn't resist as even if she didn't beat me into unconsciousness she was much stronger and more experienced with wrestling than I was. She forced my legs together so my wrists were pressed up against my balls and she bound my legs, She didn't just tie my ankles, she tied my femurs so I couldn't open my knees. She then walked away only to come back not ten seconds later. I felt her securing something to my neck as the pain in my groin subsided enough so I could speak. "Why are you doing this? I won't tell anyone about this I promise".

 

            "Fuck, don't you get it? Of course you'll never tell anyone because I'm never letting you out of this room. Now another word out of you and I won't give you your water. She picked me up... even with her strength I could tell his wasn't easy for her... and left me on my back. I couldn't tell exactly what was going on but she pulled the plug out of my ass and I felt the water coming out... it almost felt like taking a shit you've been holding onto for a long time. I then felt her shoving the plug back into my ass, stretching my hole but at least I didn't have it full of water anymore. She then went back to me, and she had a glass with what must have been my asswater. She forced my jaw open then put the metal ring in my mouth, then poured the disgusting water into my mouth. It tasted exactly as I thought it would, like diluted shit. What was worse was she was messaging my throat with her free hand so my body was accepting the water into my digestive system. She then let the ring out but my mouth had no time to relax as the ball gag was stuffed back in my mouth. She then hoisted me back down to the floor dropping me six inches off the ground. Then I saw a glimpse of a leash in her hand and she dragged me by my neck to the cage. then she pushed me in.

 

            "There. Don't you dare piss in my cage, I just cleaned it. Sleep tight." She slammed the cage door shut, put a padlock on it, and then walked to the stairs. She hit a switch on the bottom star, but it wasn't a light switch. As soon as she hit it, I heard the sounds of nails scratching a chalkboard filling the room... there must have been a speaker on the ceiling I must have missed. She gave me a shit-eating grin before she climbed the stairs and got out of the trapdoor, sealing me in my prison.

 


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