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Tourist Trap

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Synopsis: A vacation to Japan takes a turn for the worse when a tourist meets a female martial artist who loves to torture, rape, and enslave men. If Part 1 is well recieved I'll continue the story.

            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.

 

            I could not sleep all night. It wasn't just the fact that I was uncomfortably bound and my balls were being squeezed between my wrists and thighs, or that the lights of the dungeon I was trapped in were always on, but the horrible, grating sound of fingernails on a chalkboard that was being played constantly throughout the night. Eventually, I was relieved of the sound, but I heard the sound of footsteps and knew I had no time to rest.

 

            "Had pleasant dreams?" she said, knowing full well that I didn't. "It's time to continue your training." She dragged me by my leash outside the cage all the way across the dungeon, as I felt my skin get goosebumps after touching the cold marble floor. She brought me to the small chair with a hole in the seat that was very low to the ground and forced my head underneath, removing my gag and putting me on my back so that my face was sticking out of the hole.

 

            "What are you going to..." I began to ask before she turned around and sat on my face. I took a breath and held it, but still smelled her ass and felt the soft skin on my face. "You're going to asphyxiate if I don't let you have air. The only way you're going to have air in MY lungs, is if you start licking my ass." I held my breath for as long as I could before I had no choice but to obey her, licking her warm brown hole. "I should stop eating gassy food for dinner," she said out loud, before a hot burst of gas came out of her ass. I choked on her disgusting, reeking fart, but kept licking. Eventually she made good on her promise and lifted her ass from the chair, but only for three seconds before sitting back down. She wouldn't fart again but the smell still lingered and I knew I would be smelling it for a long time to come. "Do you like the smell?" she asked me, lifting her ass up so I could answer her, I didn't want to say yes, but if I said no, I feared something worse would happen.

 

            She knew I was hesitating and sat back down. "You better learn to answer immediately as soon as I ask you a question." I felt a harsh sting on my balls and knew she had that horsewhip in her hand. "Going to answer me now?" she said lifting up her ass.

 

            "No, I don't."

 

            She then whipped my balls again. "I told you to address me as Okami-dono. And besides that, I'm going to have to teach you to love any scent I choose to force upon you. Be it my gas or the scent of my cunt." She continued whipping my balls as I continued to lick her, moaning cries of pain into her ass. Eventually she got off and dragged me out from under the chair and trampled my balls with her feet. As I moaned in suffering she moved a winch that lowered the St. Andrews Cross that she bound me to when she first abducted me. She then untied me and forced me on the cross on my stomach. I tried to fight back but as before she was too strong for me and had little trouble getting my hands and wrists strapped onto the cross. She then pulled it upright, then expertly brought that horsewhip onto my balls once more, opening my mouth so she had no problems putting the gag back into my mouth.

 

            "Don't you dare fall asleep, or what I'm going to do to you next is going to be far more painful than I planned it to be." She then headed back upstairs and I couldn't fight it anymore. I went to sleep and was immediately woken up by a bullwhip raking my back. "I told you not to sleep! Now while the coals are getting hot I'm going to have to whip some common sense into you." She continued using the whip on my back, causing seriously painful welts that were absolutely throbbing by the time she was done. 'Now, for the good part..." I heard a sizzling sound for a moment, then it stopped very briefly until I felt something insanely hot pressing up against my left asscheek. I screamed as loud as the rubber ball lodged in my mouth would let me, and could smell my own burnt flesh. It was only three seconds but it felt like forever.


            "Now you are branded as my pathetic whore forever. Now, it's time to forever desecrate MY piece of shit slave body by fucking MY ass. If you fall asleep while I get ready to fuck my ass I'm going to brand my balls as well." I could hear her putting something on as I did my best to fight back the slumber. Soon I felt the plug that was wedged in my ass slowly being removed.

 

            "Now to take MY anal cherry. Fortunately for you my new toy has come in so this first assfucking won't feel so bad..." I felt something new being pressed slowly into my asshole, as I moaned in discomfort from my anus being forcibly stretched. She began to press the strapon cock deeper inside my ass before she bit my neck. Then, I felt a warm liquid flowing into my ass as if she came inside of me. "Lube" she explained to me as it was fully inside of me now, then she brought it halfway out before beginning to violently fuck me. I groaned in agony as I felt my ass being ripped apart by the cock, and struggled in vain against my bonds. She began slapping my thighs hard as she violated me, and I felt more lube going to my ass. "Do you like it? Do you like my ass being fucked? Is my ass stretching for the cock? It slides in much easier, so it must be getting used to it by now... Soon I'll have a nice wide whore ass to fuck as much as I want."


            She began stroking my cock now, and as much as I hated it, her touch was impossible to resist being aroused from it. She started giving me a handjob as she was fucking my ass, and saw that my back was tilting backwards in anticipation. "You want to come don't you? Well, too bad." She said, suddenly stopping and leaving me so close to the edge. "It's my cock and my come. So it's only going to get to come when I want it to." She brought me down from the cross and pulled the gag out of my mouth. She then tied my hands behind my back and pulled on my hair to force me upright on my knees. "Stay still. The coals are still burning and I can still brand my balls if I have to."

 

            I did my best to stay upright as she bound my wrists to my knees so I couldn't move, then looked down at me, stroking her strapon cock in my face. Then, she pressed a small button on the side and warm lube spurted onto my face as if she just jacked off on me. She then slapped my face with the cock a few times. "Clean it with my tongue" she barked as I, out of fear of having my balls burned off, opened my mouth and brought it to the cock, licking the excess lube out. She then grabbed my head and deepthroated me with the cock, and forced lube down my throat. It tasted disgusting and I wanted to throw up but I knew if I did that I would be in serious trouble. Eventually she was satisfied and pulled out of my mouth. Then she walked up to the rack of toys and retrieved one of the larger dildos, must have been 10 inches long and wasn't limp but solid and stiff.

 

            She let my wrists out but kept my ankles together, then forced me to lean over as she sat on my back and forced the dildo into my ass. It wasn't just long, it was massively thick, and I vainly begged her in vain not to force it any deeper. She must have put at least nine of the ten inches onto my ass before flicking a switch, then I felt my ass vibrating as I moaned, begging her to take it out. "Shut the fuck up," she barked at me and I kept silent as I could, then she forced me back upright and put my wrists back next to my ankles and adjusted me so I was facing the mattress. She then laid on top of it, then got completely naked. "You wanted me so bad didn't you? And now you got your wish, you got me fucking you all day, and you're suddenly not so happy about it?" She gave me a sick smile. "Look at you, writhing from the vibrator in my ass. That makes me so wet..." she put her fingers to her pussy and rubbed her clit furiously. "Yes, fucking my ass gets me so hot, I can't take it anymore..." she moaned in pleasure as she brought herself to the climax, and stopped right before coming. She booted me right in the face, knocking me to the side, then I felt her hot come on my face as she sprayed it all over me. She then turned me face down on the marble floor, in a puddle of her cunt juice. "Clean my floor. You have five minutes. If you fail me, I'm going to make you wish you were dead."

 

            She left me to lick up her come and I barely managed to get the last of it when she same back down the stairs. "I would make you my toilet but then your nice, pasty skin would look like a banana, and we don't want that now... no, I just love how your pale skin leaves such nice red welts..." she trampled the welts she made on my back for a few minutes, before unbounding me and forcing me back on the rack for more shock torture while giving me another enema. This time she forgoed the lower settings and simply shocked me with the full 15 volts, raking my back every time I cried out in pain. Eventually she would get tired of even this and went to get dinner which of course she ate on my back. She crammed a small piece of stale bread into my mouth and I ate it voraciously as it was my first meal in two days. Then, like the day before, she made me drink my own asswater before tying me up for the night. This time she left the scratching of the fingernails off and I was able to gain rest I so sorely needed.

 

            For the next month she followed a strict training regimen. Every even day I was given time to rest but every other day I was forced to endure the scratching fingernails. Regardless, I would be tied to the St. Andrews Cross and flogged with a leather, blunt flogger first, then the bullwhip. After which I would spend an hour in the chair, which she called 'her throne'. Then she would force me on my hands and knees and put a spreader bar on my ankles while she fucked me doggy-style, without lube. Meanwhile she'd bring me to the brink of coming and deny me. Afterwards she would turn me over and come on my body before putting me on the rack, facing up this time, to beat my balls and give me more shock torture. After dinner (bread for me every third day), she would give me and enema and make me drink the asswater. Then I was bound up very tight and forced me back into my cage.

 

            I still refused to call her Okami-dono, and I still found myself resisting, albeit futilely, during my brief moments of relative freedom. After a particularly violent day of training, she was so tired she forgone the bounds and simply threw me into the cage, not only forgetting to lock it but leaving the dungeon door wide open! I jumped at the chance for freedom and went out of my cage standing on my feet. After a few months of being forced to my knees it felt strange standing up and I had to spend a few minutes adjusting to it before climbing up the steps. I made it out of the dungeon and made my way around the manor. Most of the doors were traditional Japanese paper doors. Eventually I finally found a regular door, which was latched and locked. Freedom! I dashed to it, but as I undid the latch I was grabbed from behind and thrown to the floor.

 

            "Where do you think you're going?" She said, mounting me. She was completely naked as well, and started slapping me. "You're lucky I have a fight tomorrow so I'd spend the whole night torturing your ass... but unluckily for you, I always like to have a good fuck for good luck." She expertly groped my cock from underneath her, making it hard, then pinned my shoulders down as she forced her pussy around my cock and rode it.

 

            "Please... please stop..." what had gotten into me? Maybe it was the fact that she had tortured me without mercy for the last month, but I no longer wanted to sleep with this woman. I finally got my wish and I was begging for her to let me go. "No, I'm going to fuck MY cock as much as I want." she said firmly as she bounced her hips up and down, moaning in ecstasy. Was it the pleasure from riding my cock or was it the fact that she was raping me and there was no way I could stop her that was turning her on more? I found myself crying as she finally came, then bent over to lick my tears. "Now I'm going to have to install a keyhole to that door, so you can NEVER get out. You're here until you die. There's no chance of escape and if I catch you again, I'm going to castrate you." She then dragged my weeping, raped body back towards the dungeon. However, she passed the dungeon and opened a closet. "I was going to save this for afterwards and give you a break but you just had to pull off that dumb ass escape didn't you?" she pulled out a long metal box big enough to put a man bigger than me inside then forced me into it, locking it up. She then dragged it a few feet then down the stairs... obviously into the dungeon. "Lucky you, no fingernails. No, you get to listen to something a bit special... just need to plug it in... there we go." Then, from the tiny speakers in the box, I heard a voice, her voice, saying in a firm, commanding tone... "OBEY". Over. And. Over. And. Over.

 

            I was completely in the dark, unable to see, the only sensation entering my brain the word "OBEY" being lodged into my brain. I was able to fall asleep but my dream was only of her standing on top of my balls, repeating that word over and over and over.

 

            I don't know how long I stayed in their but she opened the lid, looked me dead in the eyes, and said, "Ready to come out?"

 

            "Yes...please let me out..."

 

            She shook my head. "No, you're not." ready. She stood on top of my balls, making my mouth open as she forced a glass of water into my mouth. Then, she slammed the lid shut. I finally summoned the strength to pound and beat on the lid but it was no use, I was utterly trapped. Eventually I found myself repeating the word out loud.

 

            Then, after another day or so, she opened the lid. "Ready to come out?"

 

            Without thinking, I answered her. "Yes, Okami-dono"

 

            She smiled. "So you've finally learned your place as my slave?"

 

            "Yes, Okami-dono".

 

            "Good. Now there's just one more part of your training to go through." She let me out of the coffin, kissed me tenderly on the lips, and then delivered  a headbutt that knocked me out. When I came too, she was standing over me, I was able to see her only through a small zigzag pattern.

 

            "This is a body bag. YOUR body bag. Goodbye, slave," she said, zipping it up. I had just surrendered to her and she was going to make me starve to death! Why! I begged for her, calling her Okami-dono, to let me live, but only silence answered my please. All I could do was await death. I began wasting away, and feeling my mouth getting dryer and dryer. I fell asleep in my body bag three times, and all I could dream about was being beaten and fucked by my Okami-dono. When I woke up the third time, she unzipped the bag.

 

            "Now you know that your life is entirely in my hands and I will kill you whenever I am bored with you. So do your best to please me."

           

            "Yes, Okami-dono, I will serve you the best I can."

 

            "Good. I'm going to reward you now by letting some of my come out..."

 

            She pulled on my cock, which instantly grew hard in her hands. Then, she began tugging on it, and I was soon on the edge. She looked down at me, confused. "Don't you want to come?"

 

            "Yes, Okami-dono, but you have not allowed me to come."

 

            She smiled. "Good."

 

            She ordered me to get up and lay down next to the cage with my head facing the cell. I obeyed her as she got rope and tied my ankles to the bars so that my cock was hanging above me and all my weight was on my neck. She then expertly stroked my cock. "Come" she barked, and I came all over my own face, experiencing my first orgasm in other a month. "Thank you, Okami-dono."

 

            She continued my usual training for another week, and realized that I no longer resisted her and always referred to her as Okami-dono. Eventually she no longer bothered tying me up at night and let me crawl to my cage. She would begin feeding me rice and fresh water from bowls meant for dogs and cats to eat out of. She told me I was only to eat using my mouth as I was still less than human, and I obeyed her without question. Eventually the only times she needed to bind me was for daily whipping sessions on the St Andrews Cross and to ride my cock while I was on the rack. She still beat my balls with her horse whip every day, so I wouldn't forget my place.

 

            One day she was entertaining one of her fellow martial artists, and I was sad because I thought I would have to go a whole day without her. I only briefly questioned why I was being so loyal to her all of a sudden, but then the last free-thinking part of my mind was shut down by my newly found submissive side. She would however, open the dungeon and brought her friend down, both of them completely naked. "This is my slave." she said, pointing at me in my cage.

 

            The woman was about an inch shorter than Okami-dono and her breasts were much smaller. Her hair was also a shade lighter but she was also more muscular than Okami-dono. "He looks like a good catch. Can I fuck him?"

 

            Okami-dono nodded. "As long as I get to fuck you in bed tonight."

 

            They both put strapon cocks on and Okami-dono opened my cage. "Out," she barked as I crawled out of the cage. "Good. Now, get up and bend over, facing me." I did as she ordered, and opened her mouth. "Smart slave, yes, I want you to suck my cock as she fucks you." I put my mouth around her strapon as I felt the other woman entering my asshole, which had by now been fucked very wide and offered no resistance even without lube. "He's been fucked very well," the other woman said. "Not him," my Okami-dono said. "It. It is not human. It's a slave, nothing more." They continued to fuck me hard and deep and I felt my cock being hard and aching to come without even being touched. "It likes being fucked like this, such a slut." said the woman. "Yes, but it won't come until I tell it to." Okami-dono replied.

 

            "Mmm... I'm getting so hot, can I spread my come on it?" the guest asked, and my Okami-dono answered. "We'll both come on it. Remind it of what a whore it is. Slave, lay down on your back."

 

            They pulled out of me and took off their strapons as I laid down between them. They stood face to face above me stroking each others clits as they kissed above me. Their come fell in twin streams onto my waiting face as I opened my mouth to taste their sweet come. "Good, I'm going to let you come now" Okami-dono said as the woman held my body up in the usual position while I was being pleasured by Okami-dono, my come spurting on my face to complement their cunt juices. "Perfect. Now go back into your cage, don't wipe or lick any of that come off. I want you to bathe in the come." I crawled into the cage and laid on my back, and after I was locked in my Okami-dono and her guest left the dungeon.

 

            As I laid there, my face soaked in come, naked in a cage, my ass branded with Okami-dono's mark, with nothing, not even my own body, to call my own... I realized how lucky I am to have been taken prisoner by Okami-dono.

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