By: Night Creeper

*****

The Next Day

"More?" Ayane asked one of the five businessmen in the room as she held a small tea kettle that was full of alcohol. The female ninja was wearing a purple robe. Ayane also wore a lot of makeup. Her eyebrows were black as night with eyeliner which matched her shirt. The woman's lips were covered in a layer of violet lipstick. Ayane's hair was rolled up on top and held in place buy a pair of silver chopsticks, completing her geisha ensemble.

"Sure," the drunken man replied as a covered table began to rise in the center of the room. Each man peered at the table and saw the silk cloth covering the table. Whatever was under the cloth was pretty big and not a single one imagined that they could finish what was underneath.

"A lot of food," another one of the businessmen spoke.

"Not really," Ayane spoke as she made her way to the foot of the table, where she gripped the silk cloth. Then like a magician, she pulled the cloth completely off the table, and the men clapped in appreciation. Lying on the table was a naked Kasumi. Her eyes were closed as she laid on the table with flowers outlining her body. Placed all over her thighs, stomach, and the area between her breasts were a various assortment of sushi. They could all see that the woman was completely shaved below the neck as her aureoles were covered with green wasabi.

"Yummy," one of the men laughed as he ran his tongue across his lips.

Kasumi tried very hard to hold back her tears and had succeeded for the time being. The woman was ashamed of herself. She did not want to be naked in front of bunch of strangers, but she knew that if she wasn't, she would have failed yet again. Thus, she was willing to lie still just as long as she didn't have to do anything else. The ninja knew that if she failed again, she would dishonor Ryu and Hayate, something that she didn't want to do. Thus, she simply kept her eyes closed and tried not to cry. "What did you get yourself into? Why am I here?" her mind asked repeatedly.

The men quickly grabbed their chopsticks and sat next to the table. Some of the men poked Kasumi with their utensils instead of eating, whereas a few others picked up a piece of sushi and massaged the woman's nipple with it, collecting wasabi while drooling over themselves as they watched the woman's nipple grow. Others were engrossed with watching the woman's chest rise and fall. Slowly, some of sushi was flicked off the woman's body in order for the lecherous men to view the woman's flesh. They weren't very selective with what they flicked off either. One man even went as far as to flip his chopsticks over and glide the end around the woman's pussy lips. Another man one-upped him by sliding the chopstick into the woman's sex and was pleasantly surprised when he slid it out and had it covered with the girl's honey. "Delicious," the man smiled as he picked up a shrimp roll and ate it, licking up the woman's juice as the same time.

"Holy shit!" another laughed as he too, jabbed his utensil into the woman's sex. Within seconds, everyone was jamming their chopstick into the woman's sex and twirling it about inside her as if they were dipping their utensil into a fondue pot.

Kasumi wasn't sure what her two week training program with swords, knives, and other assorted weapons had anything to do with the current tasks that she had to accomplish in the last few days. She didn't like the spanking earlier and she was trying to figure out why she was being a human sushi plate. However, the thoughts were driven out of her mind when she realized what was going on in her sex. Kasumi moaned as she felt the chopsticks working inside her sex. She wasn't sure what she was suppose to do. Instead, she gripped the table as she felt the excitement build inside her sex, thanks to all the chopsticks moving inside her. Within seconds, all thought escaped the woman's mind as her body was overwhelmed by the sensations coming from her crotch.

*****

Later in the Day

"My dear sister," Ayane smiled. "Do you promise to serve the clan without question?"

"Yes," Kasumi replied. "I will serve the clan without question."

"Will you fail the clan again?"

"No! I will never fail the clan again!"

"Good. The you won't disgrace Ryu and Hayate anymore," Ayane spoke as she knelt on the floor and gripped Kasumi's chin with her right hand. "Then lick this like a good girl," she spoke as she pulled out a huge black dildo from behind her back. Kasumi flinched, but she kissed it shortly thereafter when Ayane's comments about Ryu and Hayate crossed her mind. "Now open wide, take it in, and don't forget to wrap your lips around while sliding your tongue over it," Ayane spoke as she saw the tears in Kasumi's eyes as she complied. Kasumi gagged a few times as Ayane thrust it into her mouth, but after a while, Kasumi suppressed the urge to gag.

"Kasumi, you have failed this clan already, but you have agreed to anything that is required to stay in this clan. Because of this, you are allowed to remain. However, you must atone for your failure. Tonight, you will do so and by doing so, you will learn what you have truly agreed to," the elder spoke as his hand began to pat the woman's defenseless sex.

"Due to your failures, dear sister, I have been put in charge of you," Ayane laughed as a Kasumi's eyes almost popped out of her eye sockets. The shock wasn't really due to the what Ayane said. Instead, the shock was caused by the elder ramming his manhood into the Kasumi's virginal sex. The elder thrust a few times, breaking the girl's hymen as she struggled not to scream while telling herself that this was nothing but a sick dream.

"This isn't real. This isn't real," her mind repeated again and again as her body flailed in her bonds. The woman simply had a hard time accepting what was happening.

"Remember your first punishment, Kasumi? The man in the room next to our clan's elder was an Oyabun. Our clan has had a special arrangement with a Yakuza clan for some time now. The Yakuza has been losing their turf war and has requested our clan's help. Our elder has accepted the request and we have been chosen. We are to serve as assassins, not only skilled in the arts of death, but in the arts of pleasure too. We are to goad our prey into a fall sense of security before we strike and take their lives! Of course, we are also expected to meet the needs of our clan and Yakuza members," Ayane spoke calmly as she saw the distress in Kasumi's eyes.

"You know the art of stealth and death, but it is time to learn the art of seduction," the elder grunted as he grabbed onto Kasumi's hips and began to thrust forcefully into the woman.

"You'll get lots of practice too, Kasumi. The elder has already deflowered me and ever since I have served faithfully by his side. After tonight, you will do the same. I'm sure you had a hint of this in the past, but today it all comes true. And if you don't comply, Hayate and Ryu will forever be disgraced, unable to show their faces since they backed you up. Not to mention that you vowed to serve this clan without fail," Ayane spoke as she pulled the dildo from Kasumi's slobbering mouth as tears dripped down Kasumi's face while the elder shot his load into the woman's sex.

"Untie her," the elder commanded as he pulled out of Kasumi. Ayane did as she was told, first releasing Kasumi's hair, wrists, and arms, followed by her legs. Both the elder and Ayane helped Kasumi to her feet since her legs were asleep thanks to the ropes. Several tense minutes ticked slowly by as Kasumi finally regained feeling in her legs and was able to stand by herself. "Now Kasumi, you may clean me," the elder spoke.

A few seconds passed before Kasumi fell to her knees and licked the head of the elder's manhood. The woman had resigned to her fate, much to the pleasure of the elder.

*****

A Few Days Later

Kasumi was dressed in long sleeved blue shirt with a blue collar as she sat alone on a subway train. The collar was buttoned and outlined by a line of white lining while a short yellow tie rested between her two covered peaks. She was wearing a matching blue skirt that went down to her knees. Below her knees were a pair of long blue socks. She wore white eyeshadow and a shade of pink lipstick that was almost more white than pink. Kasumi also wore a pair of platform shoes that weren't too high, but a good five inches nonetheless. Completely her ensemble was a black leather Gucci bag. She stared out the window calmly and without any warning, she let out a high pitched yelp. Her hands darted between her legs as her chest heaved up and down while she bent forward. Tears began to well at the sides of her eyes as she bit down on her lip. However, before any tears ran down her face, the pain stopped and the girl retracted her tears. The girl then heard a bell toll as the doors to the train opened. Kasumi sighed and reluctantly got off the train the empty train and boarded one that was full.

"How much?" a man asked as he whispered into Kasumi's ear as the train doors closed.

"I'm not that kind of girl," Kasumi weakly replied as she her hand gripped his wrist and wrestled it from her ass.

"Playing hard to get? I like that. How about I buy you a better cell phone?"

"I'm going to school," Kasumi turned around and saw a well dressed Japanese businessman with a black leather laptop carrying case by his side, ogling her.

"Is this a game or are you really a schoolgirl?" the man asked without any change on his face.

"I'm a schoolgirl. I am late for my class," Kasumi replied.

"I thought you were a kogal," the man spoke as he stared at the door, not even apologizing to the girl. The train then pulled up at another platform and the familiar bell tone greeted the passengers as the train stopped and its doors opened. The businessman nonchalantly exited the train, not even paying attention to the schoolgirl that he had propositioned earlier.

"Follow him," another male voice hissed in Kasumi's ear as the girl darted out of the train. Once out of the train, she saw the man enter another train. Kasumi saw the lights on the platform begin to flash and knew that she had to board the train. The man was four carts ahead, but she could never make that cart. Instead, she darted inside the cart in front of her. Once inside, she made her way to the proper cart.

"I don't like it," the Japanese businessman spoke as Kasumi sat down in a seat behind him. She could see another man in brown suit seated next to him.

"I don't like it either. But if the boss insists then he insists," the man in the brown suit spoke as the train stopped and he stood up. "Remember, no foul ups."

Kasumi watched as the man with the brown suit exited the train. When the man was gone, Kasumi's hands gripped her chest as she began to hyperventilate. She gritted her teeth and tried to keep her mouth shut as she tried to endure the pain. Her thighs were moving back and forth on the seat, rubbing them. The girl also clenched her legs tightly together at times. Finally, the girl let out a low groan that caught the attention of the businessman.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked as he turned around.

"I . . ."

"Did you change your mind? I bet you thought that you could get a good cell phone or a new handbag, didn't you? Well, I've changed my mind. My friend gave me some bad news and I just don't feel like shelling out my money for a few favors," he spoke aloud so that the few passengers in the cart could hear him.

Kasumi's ears burned with shame as she hung her head. Tears began to roll down her face as she crossed her legs and rammed her two fists between her legs. Her head was pressed against the back of the seat in front of her as she continued to groan, although softer than the first time. "I . . . I . . ." she stammered.

"You what?"

"Can . . . can you come back . . . back here?" Kasumi moaned.

"You want me to sit with you?" the man yelled out for all to hear. "Well, as long as you don't expect me to pay for anything," he laughed as he got up and sat down next to Kasumi. When he sat down, he could see that the girl was busy moving her hands up and down between her legs. But before he could say anything, the train stopped, and Kasumi stood up, brushed her rear against his legs, and left the train. The man then saw a wet spot on the seat cushion that Kasumi was seated on. Without much thought, he too got off the train.

"Don't follow me," the girl gasped as her knees quivered. She was leaning against the back of some benches for support.

"Are you okay?" the man asked a bit worried.

"I'm not okay. I have . . . never been more insulted . . ."

"If it's about my previous . . ."

"Let me finish," the woman gasped as a train approached the platform. "Your comments struck a nerve or something. I can't get them out of my mind. I just ca . . ." a low moan escaped Kasumi's lips as she fell to her knees.

"Are you okay?"

"I need . . . I need you," Kasumi moaned as she stood up and placed the man's left hand on her hip. She then leaned against him, pressing her head against his shoulder. "There's nowhere out here, but the train should be okay. Follow my lead," Kasumi moaned as she lead the man inside the new train.

"Whoa. Look at that," one of the passengers said as he nudged the man sitting next to him. Both were a bit stunned to see a businessman walking with a schoolgirl, holding her so close. The train had about a handful of riders and their eyes were all glued on the pair as they entered the train, made their way to the back, and into a lavatory.

"Okay. How many people think she's getting a purse out of it?" one of the passengers laughed as all of them chuckled.

Inside the lavatory, Kasumi leaned back against the wall as the man groped her breasts. The girl moaned as the man squeezed her breasts with his hands while her hands retracted into her shirt. The man loved the feel of her firm breasts and was reluctant to let go, but he finally pulled his hands from her breasts. He licked his lips as he watched her hands, preparing to view her orbs. His eyes almost burst out of his head as Kasumi pulled the shirt over her head and off, revealing herself. The man couldn't believe that the girl was wearing a gun harness that hung around her right side. Instead of a gun, it held a huge battery that had two wires. One parted and went to her breasts were coned shaped electrodes covered her aureoles and nipples. The second one went under her skirt. "What is this?" the man inquired, intrigued by the scene in front of him.

"Take a look," Kasumi panted as she lifted her skirt, revealing that she wasn't wearing any underwear, except for a black leather strap that covered her crotch and ran between her butt cheeks. Although the man couldn't see it, the strap was connected to the waistband of the skirt. Additionally, the second wire from the battery ran underneath the strap as the man blinked his eyes over and over again. Kasumi took the man's right hand and placed it on the battery where the man saw a small dial. "It's a timer and it also controls the current and the speed of the vibrators in me," Kasumi moaned as the man smiled and turned it up all the way. Within seconds, Kasumi's body shook as the vibrator in her sex as well as the one in her ass violently shook inside her. Current flowed through her breasts, shocking her nipples to life, forcing her body to quiver as the girl bit her lips in hope of suppressing the screams that wanted to escape her lips. Kasumi spread her legs apart, allowing the skirt to fall back down as her hands clutched her breasts. Her chest heaved up and down as sweat poured down her face. The female ninja's breathing became very erratic as her knees began to shake. Her eyes closed for a long time before busting open. The girl's pupils were wide as tears poured down the side of her face. And then, a loud scream filled the room, shaking the door to the lavatory.

"Holy shit," the man spoke as he watched the girl fall to the ground and quivered in front of him.

While the man admired the view in front of him, the door to the lavatory opened. Then a hard chop landed on the back of his head, knocking him to the ground. The man was unconscious, but if he were conscious, he would have noticed that it one of the passengers had hit him. Not only that, but the rest of the passengers on the train were all standing behind him. "Get up, Kasumi," one of the men spoke as another grabbed the laptop.

Kasumi was too far gone as the current flowed through her body. Drool was dripping down the side of the girl's lips as her head rested on the floor. One of the passengers snarled, reached down, and turned the dial to its lowest setting. Although, the current stopped, it took the girl a good ten minutes before she could focus her eyes. And even then, she was still unable to stand. However, she could see the passengers and knew that they were from her clan. She could also see that one of the men was holding the laptop, the target and objective of her mission. "We've got it," she panted, still trying to catch her breath as her body sporadically shook.

"Looks like the bitch finally got it right," one of the men laughed.

"Should we leave now?"

"No need. This train left the main tracks a few minutes ago. In a few minutes, we'll be at the service station, where the gang members will board the train and get rid of this unconscious bastard. Once that's done, we'll be able to return home, and report that Kasumi finally got something right. But in the meantime, let's leave her here," the man with the laptop spoke as they all returned to their seats, leaving Kasumi in the lavatory as her hands turn the dial, bringing the current back to life except at a lower setting.

*****

Later that Night

In a secured room in a Japanese tea house, both Kasumi and Ayane were nude and on their knees. Ayane's hands were busy jerking off the dicks of two individuals while her mouth was servicing her a third. Sperm from various men covered her heaving breasts as well as her flushed cheeks. Her purple hair was dripping wet with sweat as it covered her headband. Off to her left was her sister, Kasumi, who clutched her breasts and squeezed as a man filled the canyon between her mountains. Another man gripped the woman's head as he wrote his name on her face with his dick. "These are just freelance Yakuza members. You can eliminate them. You can do it for the clan," Kasumi's mind kept on repeating over and over again.

"Ohhhhhh!" one of the men moaned as he shot his load all over Ayane's breasts before staggering backward. The man's legs gave out and he fell, but not before Ayane's grip caused a great deal of distress to his tool before she eventually released it, and gave the man the feeling of his manhood being ripped from his body.

"Poor baby!" the other men seated behind the show laughed.

"At least it's still straight!" another laughed as another one of Ayane's men climaxed and shot his load on her. Except this time, the man used his own hands to pry Ayane's hands off his prick before he staggered backwards.

"Have a seat," another man laughed as he pushed a black leather armchair with wheels toward the staggering man, but he failed the stop the chair as it rolled and hit Ayane, who released the member from her lips and stood up. The man fell on his rear since he wasn't expecting Ayane to stand up. As for the man whose dick was in Ayane's mouth, he wasn't very happy with his uncoordinated friends, but he saw the chair, and pushed Ayane onto it.

"Hey," Ayane grumbled as her back rested on the seat.

"You'll like this," the man smiled as he rammed his member into Ayane's sex. The girl moaned as she bent her legs and brought them to her chest. The man gripped the arms of chair and began to plow away. As he thrust into her, the chair slowly rolled backwards until they entered another room. Then with his leg, the man closed the door behind him.

The other men clapped at their friend as this left Kasumi with nine freelance gang members. Lucky for her, thanks to Ayane and her own efforts, only four were fully conscious. Kasumi was grateful when the man writing his name finished, went over to his friends and began to down drinks at a rapid rate. This left Kasumi alone with her man, whose eyes were closed. Since Kasumi was kneeling on the edge of the mat, she quickly moved her right hand and pulled up a dagger from underneath the mat. Ayane had told her that she could cut the man's tool off and even though he would scream, his cohorts would be too shocked to do anything about it. Kasumi smirked as she looked at the man with his closed eyes, but even though she wanted to strike she hesitated. The hesitation was enough for the man since he felt the pressure decrease, he opened his eyes, and screamed as he kneed the girl in her throat. The knife fell to the ground and its sound alerted the others. "Crap!" Kasumi reprimanded herself as the men charged.

The men leapt to action as the alcohol seemed to have little effect on them as the need to survive took over. Punches and kicks flew as Kasumi held her ground. Some of the men were distracted by her bouncing breasts, but every time they saw the knife on the ground, they attacked with even more vigor. In the end, Kasumi could not overcome the numbers, and fell in combat. She tried to regain her strength and breath as she laid on the ground, panting for air. One of the men picked up the knife and was prepared to thrust it into the girl's chest when another gang member stopped her. "Don't," the man warned.

"Why not? She was going to use this," the man snarled.

"I'm not fucking a corpse. You can kill her afterwards," the man laughed as he laid on his side. He then parted her rear and rammed his member into her anal passage, the same one that the elder of Kasumi's clan deflowered days ago. As he pumped into the girl, another man raised Kasumi's leg and placed it on his shoulder as he pumped his member into her sex. Another men took this chance to ram his member into Kasumi's mouth, stifling her groans. Some of the remaining men reached down and groped the girl's mammaries. "Fuck yeah!" the man screamed gleefully.

"Oh no!" Kasumi's mind reeled as she felt her own hand being pulled from her body. She felt someone close her hand on his tool and forced her hand to jerk him off. Kasumi began to sob as she was gang raped by the men she was suppose to kill. Part of it was due to her situation, the other was knowing that she had failed again, ruining her last chance. It was the latter that caused the girl to offer no resistance as she knew that even if she survived, her life would be forfeit to the clan.

As time passed, Kasumi's mind thought of nothing except orgasms as her body did just that. Whenever, one of the men got tired, he was replaced by another. Pictures of her were scattered throughout the room as the freelance yakuza members took pictures as they recovered. Kasumi's moans were barely audible as she laid on top of a man whose cock was buried deep in her ass. Her mouth was busy sucking a man that was straddling her face. The girl's tits were squeezed tight as another man sat on her chest and pumped his meat between her mounds. A gang member knelt between the woman's legs and rammed his member into her abused sex while two others were getting their dicks jerked off by Kasumi's hands. Two others were using Kasumi's feet to caress their balls, leaving one man to check up on the other man with Ayane. This was a mistake for the moment he opened the door, a dagger was thrust into his throat. The other men were too busy moaning and thinking of their own pleasure as Ayane quickly dispatched them. Within seconds, the room was covered in blood.

"What a disgrace," Ayane sighed as she collected the pictures and placed them into metal trash can. She picked up a picture of Kasumi being fucked doggy-style. "Suits the bitch," Ayane snarled as she threw the picture and all the rest into the trash can and set it on fire, burning the proof as she waited for her sister to regain her senses.

*****

*****

An Hour Later

Jann Lee had searched for Lei-Fang, who was kidnaped by some gang members. He wasn't sure who had snatched the girl, but he had questioned numerous people until he came upon some shady characters. Thinking that they kidnaped Lei-Fang, he started to fight with them, but he was eventually overwhelmed by their sheer numbers. Now, he was chained to a chair in a cell, trying to think of a way to escape, thus he was totally unprepared for what he saw entering his cell. "I know you," he spoke as the girl, who was wearing her normal blue fighting attire entered the cell.

"I know you, Jann Lee," the girl spoke as she sauntered toward him.

"I know you, but I can't place your name."

"My name isn't important. You've been fighting with the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza. That's not a good idea," the girl spoke as kneeled before him. "They don't like strangers picking on their men. Especially if it's unprovoked." Kasumi smiled as she finished and laid her right cheek on Jann Lee's left thigh.

Jann Lee could feel the woman's warm cheek on his thigh and gulped. He then reminded himself that he had to find Lei-Fang, which was enough to bring his mind back to reality. "I didn't know who they were, but I knew they were gang members. I didn't attack them. I walked up to them and asked a question. They refused to answer, so I pressed the question. They were the ones that attacked me. I was only defending myself," he spoke calmly. "Now, get your head off my lap."

"What was the question that you asked?" Kasumi inquired as she stroked a few fingers from her left hand all over the inner portion of Jann Lee's thigh. The girl's right hand was busy rubbing the outer portion of his thigh as she blinked her lovely eyes at the man, hoping it would melt his cold reaction.

"That's none of your business," he replied.

"I can get those men to talk for you."

"Are you going to rest your head on their leg as well?"

"Damn it. I have to convince him to talk. The elder wants me to convince him to join our organization. Think Kasumi! Think," the girl told herself.

"Or are you going to rub your hands on their legs until a fire starts?"

"No. I have other ways of convincing them."

"Sorry miss. You may convince them to talk, but you won't get me to talk."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. It is so."

"Then how about joining the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza?"

"You must be nuts! I wouldn't join you if my life counted on it! You may as well kill me first!" Jann Lee spat.

"I . . ." Kasumi stammered as she tried to remember the script that she had written for herself before entering. Instead, the man's anger shocked the girl and was unable to recover.

Suddenly, the door to the cell opened and Ayane stood at the doorway. "Kasumi, I need to have a word with you," she spat as Kasumi quickly rose and left the room with her sister, leaving a slightly confused Jann Lee behind.

*****

Two Hours Later

Kasumi wore a red seamless fishnet halter bodystocking with an open crotch. The outfit was clearly transparent and left nothing to imagination. Once again, the woman was wearing a the harness and the battery. Except this time, it had more wires. Most of them were connected to five small black electrodes that were placed on each of her breasts. If it weren't for the wires, people would think that the black electrodes were beauty marks. The battery also had one wire each exclusively dedicated to the long phallus looking vibrators stuffed in her sex and ass. The woman was wearing a fiery red latex diaper with two holes for the vibrators. This way, the could shock and vibrate inside of Kasumi as well as have her pump them in and out of her holes. Making it easier for Kasumi were ridges on the vibrators that prevented them from falling out until the diaper was taken off, one thing less for Kasumi to worry about. Of course, the girl was wearing a black dog collar around her neck with a leash that was being tightly held by a Yakuza member in a black suit and dark shades to match. Luckily for her, she was able to walk upright instead of on all fours, but on five inch heels. Unfortunately for Kasumi, the man was walking her down the streets. Even though it was late, there were still people out and about, and Kasumi's face was about as red as her outfit as the girl hung her head in shame.

"Good girl, Kasumi," Ayane's voice came over the small earpiece in Kasumi's right ear. "The kogals snickering at you, just want to be you, to be cared for. The men that are staring with opened mouths want to have you. The woman blushing and running away or averting their eyes, only want to look like you. And all the parents covering up the eyes of their kids even though it's late . . . well . . . I guess they just don't want their kids to see what a slut you are. It probably has something to do with the fact that they don't want their kids to grow up to be a slut like you. That might have something to do with it."

"Ahhhhh," Kasumi groaned as she stopped walking, pressed her thighs together as her hands held her stomach. Her eyes were slammed shut and her lips quivered as the diaper collected all the honey leaking of her sex.

"Stand up straight and spread those legs!" Ayane warned as Kasumi did as she was told, although reluctantly. This allowed the man walking her to stuff a few bills through the crotch of bodystocking. The bills were then moved down her thigh. "Now start walking! And don't worry Kasumi, I can see everything from the comforts of our lair. The man has a small camera that is transmitting all this. It has quite the reception."

Kasumi walked slowly as the man had her walk down a street that was filled with neon lights that would make Las Vegas blush. It was a street where businessmen often came to pick up girls. As Kasumi walked, several girls gave her nasty looks while the men hungrily lusted after her. One of the men approached her after seeing the bills on her thighs. "Is she for sale or rent?" he asked the man with the sunglasses.

"Neither. However, you can slip a few bills inside the outfit. If you happen to touch a few things while making sure that the bills won't fall out, then so be it," the man smiled.

"Oh yea," the businessman sneered as his left hand cupped Kasumi's breast while his right hand slipped inside the bodystocking, squeezing her thigh as he placed a bill inside Kasumi. As the man rubbed Kasumi's thigh, more men appeared. Within seconds, Kasumi had hands all over her body as men placed bills through the open crotch, some times playing with the vibrators as well as slapping her ass. Others even used the hole around her neck to slip bills in. This allowed them to feel more skin when it came to her breasts. Some of the men even took pictures of her, but the man with the shades moved out of every shot.

"They like you, Kasumi. They like your body. Remember, your body belongs to the clan now. You do whatever the elders want. As for now, put that body to work and collect more money. Even though this is punishment for failing to persuade Jann Lee, I'm sure you're enjoying yourself," Ayane laughed.

Kasumi moaned as the men circled her and continued to fondle her. The girl didn't know why, but the vibrators seemed to be working faster as the men touched her. Although Kasumi didn't want the men to touch her, she welcomed their hands as it brought her closer to a climax. But much like earlier sessions, the vibrators stopped before she could climax, and this time around, they stopped a lot earlier. Thus, the girl found herself moving her body toward the nearest hand, hoping its touch would send her over the edge, but it never happened. Eventually, a very frustrated Kasumi left the streets with quite a number of bills tucked inside her bodystocking. The man made her move most of the money to her stomach or down her legs, making sure that her ass and breasts were not covered.

"Kasumi, let's take a ride on the subway," Ayane spoke as Kasumi and the man began to descend down some steps. Before too long, they were riding inside a subway train. "Get down on all fours and pump this suckers," Ayane ordered as the man sat a few seats behind Kasumi.

"Oh god!" Kasumi moaned weakly as she fell to her knees, spread her legs, reached behind with both hands and began to pump the vibrators in and out of her holes. The vibrators stopped as well as the electricity as Kasumi sawed the toys into her holes. The girl was totally oblivious that they train had picked up numerous passengers, who were all standing around the girl.

"Look at her," a man spoke as he knelt down and caressed the woman's buttocks. He saw all the bills but didn't touch them as he watched the girl's hands busily thrust the vibrators in and out of her holes.

"She's a big one," another spoke as he too knelt down and cupped a breast.

Kasumi opened her eyes and was mortified that there were numerous people standing around her watching her. She was about to say something when she heard Ayane's voice over the earpiece. "Kasumi. You can either protest and have the men leave you alone, or you can allow them to touch you. If you have them leave you alone, I'm going to make sure that you never climax while you pump this vibrators. And if you do climax, the elders will definitely hear about it. However, if you allow those men to touch you, I'll allow you to pump those vibrators in and out of your slutty holes until you're too exhausted to move them. In other words, you can climax as many times as your body will allow you," Ayane spoke calmly.

Kasumi felt conflicted. She wanted to stop the men from touching her body, but she wanted to climax so badly especially since the elder didn't allow her to during her last punishment session. Her body was so tense and need to climax that she began to moan loudly as her hands gripped the vibrators tighter and began to work them furiously. The men hooted and backed her decision as more and more began to cup a feel. Before Kasumi knew it, she climaxed. It was very violent and her screams were very loud. The climax sapped all her strength, but she was elated. "Ohhhhhhh," she moaned softly after several minutes of shaking on the floor.

"Did you like that Kasumi? If you did, continue. If you can't, ask the nice men to help you," Ayane spoke.

Kasumi couldn't even move as the Yakuza member knelt beside her. He flipped her around so that she was lying on her back. The girl was too tired to move, but she wanted another climax. Thus with a sigh, the woman licked her lips. "Please pump this vibrators for me," she begged. The men smiled as the Yakuza member pushed Kasumi's legs so that her knees were close to her breasts. Two men then gripped each of the vibrators and began to pump feverishly as their free hand clutched one of Kasumi's tits. The girl moaned her approval as the pleasure overtook her, totally forgetting about the shame that the bodystocking caused her earlier in the night. In fact, the girl was moaning like a bitch in heat as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body, something that Ayane made very certain to point out to the girl. Of course, the men were also quite vocal about it too as they called her every name in the book while Kasumi's exhausted mind soaked it all in like a sponge.

*****

Jann Lee was still chained to the chair as the door to his cell swung open. "Oh! It's you again," Jann snorted as he saw Kasumi wearing a blue robe enter the cell, closing the door behind her. "Look lady, I don't know . . ."

"SILENCE!" Kasumi yelled as she strode toward him very rapidly. "You picked a fight with the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza and you lost! The Oyabun was very unhappy with your intrusion! However, he liked your fighting style. You will join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza as their prized fighter. You will participate in underground fights, where you are expected to win. There will be huge rewards for winning. Of course, there will be quite a bit of retribution if you lose," Kasumi spoke loudly.

"I'm not interested," Jann retorted.

"We'll see about that," Kasumi snarled angrily as she ripped the robe of herself and revealed her naked flesh. The woman knelt before the man and unlike the last time, her hands tore at his pants until the man's tool was free. By this time, Jann's underwear was also ripped and much like Kasumi when they first met, he was totally lost for words. Especially when the girl fondled his balls and began to rub her lips against the head of manhood.

"I . . . I . . ." the man stammered trying to regain his senses.

"Join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza and you will be rewarded," Kasumi spoke right before she slurped the head of his member. This was quickly followed by a blistering barrage of flicks as Kasumi grazed the sensitive skin of Jann Lee's member, causing the man to sweat bullets while he put a great amount of stress on his bonds. Kasumi smiled wickedly and began to drag her tongue on the head of his tool, leaving a trail of saliva that was quickly becoming a river as she repeated the process over and over again.

"Stop," Jann Lee gasped as he tried hard to fight the urges building inside of him.

"Stop? I'm only getting started," Kasumi moaned as she tickled his nut sack with her fingernails, pricking the skin ever so slightly, sending jolts up and down his spine. Then with her left hand, she grasped the base of his tool and began to lick the entire length of the shaft. She did it slowly at first, moving a few centimeters, dragging her tongue, and pressing down the entire time. Jann gasped once again as his member offered no resistance. Instead, it approved of Kasumi's skills as it grew wide and rigid. Kasumi then sped up the pace as she doubled her speed. The girl listened to Jann's moans and smiled to herself.

"You can't . . ."

"Can't go faster?" Kasumi chirped as she increased her speed. The girl was now licking the length of Jenn's shaft like a child licking up three scoops of ice cream on top of a cone before it can melt and topple on a warm summer day.

"Oh god!" Jann panted as he saw Kasumi's head move up and down with her tongue trailing close behind. The man had a hard time concentrating as his tool reacted. Jann could barely keep track of Kasumi's head. To him, her head was moving faster than the wings of a hummingbird. And as Kasumi licked his member, the dizzier he became. He could feel himself tighten as his body went rigid and he was just seconds from blowing when everything suddenly stopped.

"Not yet. Join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza as their prized fighter and you can blow your load all over me," Kasumi spoke as she batted her eyelashes.

"No," Jann replied hoarsely after several seconds.

Kasumi shrugged and waited for a good ten minutes before showering Jann's penis with the same amount of attention that she gave it before she stopped. Yet once again, she stopped just seconds before he exploded. Kasumi had been denied orgasms for quite a while now and she relished the thought that she could share the experience with someone. The girl was in heaven as she saw Jann's reaction to all this. "Join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza," she spoke once again.

"No," Jann replied yet again, this time with less determination.

Without batting an eyelash, Kasumi started licking the man's cock yet again. This time, she lapped at the head of member as it were a lollipop, pressing her tongue against the sensitive skin causing the man to shut his eyes, grit his teeth, and slam his fingers like claws into the arms of the chair. The girl smiled to herself as she relished the power that she had over the man now. And it was something that she didn't want to give up, thus she was ready to go all night if she had to. However, a wry smile appeared on her face as she began to flick her tongue at the man's balls. This was quickly followed by a few slurps that coated them. Then she began to blow on them, making Jann's legs pull at his bonds as the man's head slammed into the chair. Then without any reason, Kasumi stopped, and eyed the man without saying a word.

Jann Lee took the time to recuperate, but his balls ached and his manhood begged him for release. His eyes opened, but his chest was heaving as his lungs worked arduously to supply his body with oxygen. The man could see his hard dick bob up and down with each breath. He wanted the girl to touch him, prick him, or even blow on him. However, he wasn't about to beg for it. Sensing this, Kasumi simply blew on the head of Jann's dick for a millisecond. The cold air brushed against Jann's member and the man moaned in response. This was followed by a loud groan as his balls ached, sending pain throughout his entire body. "Ahhhh. I have . . . have to find . . . Lei-Fang," he groaned miserably as a dribble of spit hung from his lip.

"It doesn't have to be this way," Kasumi sighed. "Join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza and be their fighter. Once you join, you may enjoy my mouth on your cock or maybe even my cunt. Not only that, but you'll get to have other women too. But if you don't join, we can do this all night long," Kasumi spoke as she flicked the man's member and it moved only slightly, but it caused Jann to howl in pain regardless. "And as a preview," Kasumi smiled, she devoured the head of Jann's member as she slid it into her mouth where it bumped into her swirling tongue. Jann's body tightened and his balls were ready to blow, but Kasumi pulled away so quickly that Jann simply couldn't do anything except try to will his load out. However, it was not to be. "Will you join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza?" Kasumi asked again.

"N . . . n . . . n . . ." he panted. Kasumi smiled again and this time she blew a wave of hot air onto the head of the member, followed by cold air. The warm air nuzzled his tool and the cold air blasted the sensitive flesh, sending even more jolts. Kasumi alternated the breeze as she saw Jann's prick begin to pulse. Finally, Kasumi stopped and stood up. Sensing that Jann was going to have to live with the pain in his loins for the rest of the night, he gritted his teeth, and said, "I will join the Mugen Tenshin Yakuza."

"I thought I heard something," Kasumi spoke as she turned, showing the man her shapely ass right before she started walking to the door.

Out of desperation, Jann Lee screamed again and again, "I WILL JOIN THE MUGEN TENSHIN YAKUZA!!!"

"Success!" Kasumi beamed as she returned to Jann, but instead of blowing him again, she used her tits and crushed his member with it. The man slammed them against the base of his shaft as well as his balls and within seconds, Jann climaxed, spurting a huge load on Kasumi before passing out. Kasumi smiled as something on the floor caught her eye. She quickly snatched up a picture and saw that it was some Chinese girl. "This must be Lei-Fang," Kasumi reasoned as she stood.

"You've done well," the elder spoke as he entered the cell with Ayane by his side.

"Oddly enough," Ayane huffed.

Kasumi quickly ran up to the elder before falling to her knees. With two hands over her bowed head, she presented the elder with the picture. "Jann Lee has agreed to join, but he said that he had to find this girl, Lei-Fang," Kasumi spoke.

"She's cute," the elder spoke as he licked his lips. "Ayane, take this picture and see what you can find about this Lei-Fang girl."

"I will," Ayane spoke as she took the picture and left the room.

"Now Kasumi, you shall be rewarded for your success. Go clean yourself up and wait for me in my chambers. I will give you a special training session, one that you will find release like Jann Lee," the elder spoke as a huge smile appeared on Kasumi's face.

*****

Later that Night

Kasumi and Ayane were both naked as they knelt on the wooden floor, side by side. They were inside an office of a large warehouse. Their eyes were closed as dozens of hard, dripping cocks were waiting to take their turns with them. Both girls were busy fingering their shaved cunts as the men jerked themselves off. Suddenly, a few of them stepped closer to the girls and began to run their leaky tools all over the girl's faces. The others stayed back and continued to jerk themselves off. One or two of the men kept a eye on the monitors just in case someone tried to break into their safehouse.

"There's not enough room," one of the men spoke.

"Agreed," another one replied as he pulled Kasumi to the ground and pulled her away from Ayane. Now, Kasumi laid on her back as her hands were pressed against her side. Several men gravitated to the woman and began to wipe their tools all over the girl's body. The happiest ones were the ones that were stabbing their members into the firm flesh of her breasts. Others wanted to ram their members into the girl's dripping sex, but they knew if they did, they might be torn apart by the others.

Ayane was also being splashed with sperm as several men dragged their members along her features. Some even pressed their members against her skin, making a small indentation until they pulled it away. The men were literally fouling her cheeks, eyelids, lips, and nose with their juice. Although Ayane didn't resist, she was biding her time, and thinking of all the things that she would do to the men once the time presented itself.

On the other side of the room, Kasumi tried hard not to cry. Her face was a web of drying sperm as another wet layer was added upon it. The girl's body wasn't faring much better as almost every inch of her was now covered with a light glaze. A man picked up her hand and used it to wipe off his member. When he released it, her hand slammed back onto the floor and made a loud splat that made several men roar in laughter. Of course, not all of them were laughing as some of the men had over-exerted themselves and were now resting as they sat back against the wall.

Ayane was now getting the same treatment as Kasumi. The men were eagerly applying a coat of their sperm to her body. They couldn't believe how the girl hardly grunted or made a sound unlike the other one in the corner. Some of the men thought she was asleep, but they didn't really care as long as they got off. Thus, the men continued to beat off over Ayane's body while others wiped their members on her skin. All the while, Ayane was busy planning their demise since she had memorized the floor plan of the room and was busy playing it back in her mind.

As time went by, more and more men needed to rest. Although some of the men that took a break earlier did return, their stamina and endurance were still not that great. Thus, they too eventually rested on the floor. As more and more men took a break, there were eventually two people left. The two men decided to pull Kasumi over to Ayane. They placed Kasumi's mouth onto Ayane's breast. Then they made her head move up and down, rubbing her lips, collecting some of the sperm on her lips. Before too long, Kasumi began to lick Ayane's breast, collecting the sperm with her tongue, and then bringing it into her mouth where she swallowed it.

"Holy shit," one of the men panted as all the men began to stare at the scene in front of them. They couldn't take their eyes off the two girls, who now busy kissing each other's face, running their tongues, and using them like cats to clean each other. Slowly, the men watched the girls stand up, their tongues still hard at work while their hands began to brush some of it off their faces. Each man was engrossed in the scene before them and as their tools got hard again, their eyes were locked on the girls' tongues and hands, totally unaware of their movements inside the office. Instead, most of them moved toward one corner of the room.

Ayane had peeked a few times while she and Kasumi kissed each other. She was purposely moving Kasumi towards the area where most of the men had dumped their pants and shirts, along with their guns. Since Kasumi wasn't aware of where the weapons where, Ayane became more aggressive and began to attack Kasumi's face. This caused Kasumi to back off. The men cheered as they watched the tongues and dart back and forth, not really taking in the whole picture. Before they knew it, the girls had cleaned the sperm away from their eyes and noses. Both girls opened their eyes, saw the guns, grabbed them, and began to spray the gang members with a hail of bullets. Whenever they ran out of bullets, they just picked up another firearm. Since most of the men were too stunned, they became Swiss cheese. Of course, if they weren't too busy watching the girls, they would have noticed that several rival Yakuza members had entered the warehouse.

"Nice job. The elders will be pleased. And since you were able to steal that laptop from that DOATEC agent, finding what we came for shouldn't be too hard. These DOATEC agents are sloppy," Ayane finally spoke to Kasumi as she tossed her gun to the floor. Without saying a word, Kasumi followed Ayane out of the room so they could meet up with the others from their clan.

*****

"Please stop!" Lei-Fang screamed as her assailant plowed his member into her sex from behind. The girl had been threatened with rape by her captors several times and was stripped of all her clothing, but no one had violated her until today. She wanted to pull away, but the girl had been blindfolded and her wrists were handcuffed to the steel frame of her bed. Of course, she could also feel a pair of gloved hands pressing her hands against the steel as her assailant took her doggy-style.

Ayane smiled as she saw the elder enjoying himself as he rammed his tool into the sobbing girl's sex. His hands were placed around her hips, pulling her body towards him with each thrust. She could see the man kneeling with his left leg as his right leg was jutting outward and resting by Lei-Fang's side. Apparently, this allowed the elder to thrust deeper and harder, making Lei-Fang groan with each thrust.

"No stop!" Lei-Fang begged as she felt her sex begin to moisten. The girl couldn't believe that she was getting wait by being raped. However, the more her rapist's member pumped into her, the wetter she became. Worse yet, she felt her body getting closer to the edge.

The elder smiled as he reached his hands forward and squeezed the girl's breasts before sliding his hands and pulling on the girl's nipples. Lei-Fang yelped as she felt her nipples being pulled. The man then held her tits as he pumped into the girl, forcing her to her knees as her body rose and her head was now high above the frame.

"No," Lei-Fang groaned as she couldn't believe that her hips were now thrusting backwards to meet his. The girl's body was now on fire as she moaned and humped the cock deep inside her sex. She was ashamed of her actions and wished Jann Lee was around to rescue her. As the seconds ticked away, she was hoping for someone, anyone to rescue her. Then without warning, Lei-Fang's face contorted as her wailed. The girl's body convulsed violently as she climaxed before her body fell onto the bed, almost hitting her head on the frame, which would have happened if not for the elder.

Ayane smiled and unfastened the cuffs. She watched as the elder laid Lei-Fang on her side with his member still embedded in her sex. He watched him as he positioned her in a fetal position with her knees pulled to her chest. The girl's hands weren't even flailing about as he began to pump inside her. Ayane reached down and pulled Lei-Fang's right hand and placed it on the elder's hip. She was quite pleased when she saw the girl's hand began to grip the elder's skin, holding on before trying to push him off of her. A small smile appeared on Ayane's face as she remembered some of the sessions where the elder took Kasumi.

The elder did not swat the girl's hand away. In fact, he welcomed it. Unknowing, Lei-Fang was assisting the man as every push allowed him to pull out his member and thrust even harder and deeper. Eventually, Lei-Fang climaxed again, becoming completely exhausted, and allowing the man to fuck her defenseless body.

Eventually, the door opened and a ninja entered the room. Without saying a word, shots were fired outside as men faked their dying screams. Several bodies then hit the ground as commotion filled the room. The elder pulled out of Lei-Fang, walked away, and had Ayane clean his member with a towel as the ninja ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Then the door opened again as the elder got dressed silently. "What's this?" the elder spoke from the foot of the bed.

"It's a girl. She looks to be in bad shape," Ayane replied.

"Free her and check to see if she's okay. Let's search the rest of this place and make sure that the DOATEC men pay for this," the elder spoke as he left the room with the ninja.

"Are you okay?" Ayane asked as she removed the girl's blindfold.

"No," the girl sobbed.

"You're safe now. Don't worry," Ayane lied as she hid her smile.

*****

A Few Hours Later

Lei-Fang couldn't believe her luck. She thought she was going to die at the hands of her captors, who she didn't even know. All she knew was that one day, she was looking for Jann Lee, then a van pulled up along her, pulled her inside, and drugged her. She had no idea that DOATEC men had kidnaped her and captured Jann Lee. Now, she was wearing clothes again, a conservative blue cocktail dress with Chinese characters, while Ayane, the person that rescued her had already disappeared inside the building. Currently standing next to Lei-Fang was Kasumi, who was wearing a brown trench coat. Although, Kasumi was quiet, Ayane had already told Lei-Fang that Kasumi was a deadly assassin and that both girls needed to keep the guards in the alleyway distracted while she went inside and free Jann Lee. Lei-Fang had no doubt that in a few minutes, Jann Lee would be free.

Kasumi started walking toward the alleyway and Lei-Fang began to follow. The Chinese girl had no idea what to expect, but Ayane had told her that she wouldn't need to do anything. Ayane had told Kasumi the same thing, but she failed to mention that the elder had already raped Lei-Fang. Instead, Ayane warned Kasumi that Lei-Fang was to remain safe and that she should do everything in her power to ensure that. Thus, Kasumi was determined not to fail.

"Look at that," one of five guards spoke he saw the two lovely women enter the alley.

"What are you doing here?" another asked.

"I'm just seeing if you boys wanted a good time," Kasumi replied.

"How much?" another asked.

"Whatever you want to pay me. I need money badly," Kasumi replied, shocking Lei-Fang.

"What about your friend?"

"You give her the money and you can talk to her, but I get all the action."

"I don't know."

"She looks kind of cute," another added.

"I guess," Kasumi spoke as she threw off the coat, revealing her sexy body. The female ninja was wearing a pair of black thigh high stiletto heels, a black thong, a black bra that barely kept her breasts together, and a black dog collar. "But she has too much clothes if you ask me," the girl cooed as she sauntered up to the man sitting on a fire escape's ladder. Kasumi fell to her knees and undid his pants. Within seconds, she was busy kissing the head of his cock while rubbing her hands against his chest. Finally, she stood up and pulled the man off the steps.

"Holy . . ." Lei-Fang mouthed, not believing what she saw. Kasumi's behavior was very unexpected.

"Pay the bitch!" the man gulped he removed Kasumi's thong. The girl then placed her hands on the steps, playing swaying her ass before he gripped it and rammed his member into her sex. The woman moaned as he began to plow into her. The other men watched as two men stood next to Lei-Fang and leaned toward her, making the girl uncomfortable.

"Oh god! Oh god!" Kasumi wailed as she flung her hair about while her tits jiggled out of her bra. One of the other guards walked up and tore the bra to shreds, freeing her tits. He then began to weigh them in his hands as sweat poured down the girl's face and body.

"Hey! Get away!" the man fucking Kasumi yelled as he pushed the other guard away and spun Kasumi about. The man was still plowing into the woman as she held on the guardrail. Her legs were spread as she thrust her chest forward.

Kasumi moaned as she fucked the man in earnest. Eventually, the woman opened her eyes and saw two guards around Lei-Fang. Remembering what Ayane said, Kasumi sprang into action with the only thing she could think of. "Lay down big boy!" she screamed as she pulled out of the man and pushed him down onto the steps. "You two by the girl! Come over here!" she spoke as she turned around and inserted the man's cock into her sex.

"Let's go!" one of the men said enthusiastically as they walked over.

"Fuck my ass!" Kasumi screamed as she slammed herself onto the man, who was seated on the steps. The man standing behind her quickly unzipped his pants and rammed his member into the girl's ass. The other man shook his head and was about to walk away when Kasumi's left arm grabbed his back pocket and tugged. He turned around only to have Kasumi unzip his pants and shot her hand inside, giving him a hand job to his delight. As Kasumi performed, a fourth guard approached and began to play with her tits. This caused the woman to moan as her eyes closed and she lost herself, totally unaware that the fifth guard was feeling up Lei-Fang, who tried to wiggle free from his grasp, but was very unsuccessful.

"Nice," the man feeling up Lei-Fang spoke as he began to walk the now petrified woman toward the steps.

"What do you have there?" one of the guards asked as Lei-Fang and the fifth guard stood next to the steps.

Kasumi heard the commotion and opened her eyes. The ninja was filled with rage as she wanted to free Lei-Fang. She balled up her free hand and lunged toward the man, but the others gripped her body and pulled her back. Kasumi then began to struggle and the men held her as all the struggling began to edge her to the edge. The closer Kasumi got, the harder she fought.

Lei-Fang wasn't sure what Kasumi was doing, but it looked like the trained assassin liked rough sex. The Chinese girl could see a few onlookers passing by the alley and shaking their heads. This caused the girl's cheeks to redden and before too long, a tear dropped down from her eye.

This set Kasumi off even more as she began to fight with all her might. Unfortunately, she was still impaled on the two cocks and the more she fought, the more she stimulated them and her. And unlike Kasumi, there were four men holding her. Thus, the woman found herself being totally counterproductive. This only hit her as she climaxed and screamed in defeat. In fact, she was barely conscious when she came down from her climax. Luckily for Kasumi, her scream drowned out Helena's, who was just recently bested by Ayane.

"Let's take these two sluts inside," the man holding Lei-Fang spoke.

"We can train these two as sex slaves," another one laughed as he used parts of Kasumi's to blindfold Lei-Fang, who was scared out of her wits as the situation reminded her of what transpired earlier in the evening. Kasumi was completely out of it as the men hurried the two girls inside through a giant door, only to meet a quick demise at the hands of Ayane, who had been waiting for them the entire time.

*****