Dead or Alive: Object Lesson
by PJ
http://www.redcherry.com/~pjurado/warning.html
 
Kasumi crouched into a combat stance, arms upraised, hands curled into fists. She snap- kicked out, one after another, before twirling and jump-kicking sharply.  She hurled into the air, coiling into a ball, spinning in a long arc before uncoiling and lashing down with an extended right leg.  The young woman landed lightly on her bare feet, performing a smooth spin-kick that twirled her lithe body completely around.  She halted back in the crouch she had started with, breathing heavily, her skin beading with sweat.  Straightening from her crouch, Kasumi bowed to the wall length mirror opposite her before leaving the practice mat.  She grabbed a clean towel that lay near the door to the showers. Wiping her sweating face, Kasumi picked up the water bottle she had left beside the towel.  Walking into the locker room, Kasumi drank deeply from the bottle, the water cold and refreshing.
 
Kasumi set down the damp towel and nearly empty bottle when she reached her locker.  She untied her belt so she could peel out of her clinging white practice tunic.  With bare breasts gleaming under the bright locker room lights, Kasumi slipped out of her damp panties and tossed them on top of her discarded tunic.  Opening her locker, Kasumi retrieved a bar of scented soap and a bottle of shampoo before heading for the showers.
 
 
Clean and relaxed, Kasumi left the Mugen Tenjin Academy, locking the side door before walking down a narrow alley toward her waiting car.
 
The young woman stopped abruptly, snapping her face up to search the rooftops, light brown eyes narrowing.
 
Several black-garbed forms dropped to the alley floor, trapping Kasumi.
 
Kasumi slipped into her combat crouch, hands upraised.
 
"Evidently you did not heed my first warning," said a voice behind Kasumi that made her spin around.
 
Two ninjas parted to allow a tall, heavily-muscled man with short, spiky, black hair to approach the wary young woman.
 
"You won't scare us away," replied Kasumi, her eyes flashing with anger.
 
"Then you are a fool," retorted the ninja master, his eyes brazenly admiring Kasumi's slim body.  "A very alluring fool."
 
Kasumi stiffened, uncomfortable with the ninja master's considering gaze.  The ninja master flicked a hand forward, signaling his minions to attack.
 
The two ninjas behind Kasumi tried to grab her thin arms.  Kasumi back-kicked the ninja to her right, sending him flying back.  She snatched the remaining ninja's neck and flung him at the two ninjas running toward her.  The flying ninja took down one of his comrades, but the remaining dark warrior hurled a knotted rope at Kasumi.  The rope twined around Kasumi's arms, a sharp, three-pronged hook digging into her right shoulder to hold the rope in place. Kasumi struggled while the ninja master approached her.
 
"I will teach you a second lesson," said the handsome ninja before he slammed his right fist into Kasumi's belly.
 
 
Kasumi groaned, slowly opening her eyes.  The ninja master grasped Kasumi's cheeks, prying her mouth open to pour a glass of liquid inside.  He closed Kasumi's mouth, holding her lips together until she swallowed.
 
"What is that?" gasped Kasumi, the ninja master leaving the bed she lay upon to dispose of the empty glass.
 
"Something to keep you from making a fuss," replied the ninja, taking another glass and filling it with red wine.  He drank slowly, watching while Kasumi became bleary-eyed, swaying gently from side to side from disorientation. Swallowing the rest of his wine, the ninja returned to Kasumi's side on the large bed.
 
"Don't touch me," protested Kasumi as the ninja began removing her blue blouse.
 
"Silence," corrected the ninja, slapping Kasumi hard across the face.
 
Kasumi fell heavily against the mattress, then returned upright when the ninja pulled her back up to finish removing her blouse.
 
"Quite lovely," nodded the ninja, staring at Kasumi's generous breasts.
 
"No," slurred Kasumi when the ninja pushed her onto her back, his right hand tugging off her panties over her white stockings.
 
The ninja kissed Kasumi roughly, his right hand sliding up her right thigh to her warm crotch.
 
Kasumi moaned, her arms and legs heavy from the drug flowing in her veins as the ninja fastened his mouth over her right tit, sucking hungrily on her brown nipple while his hand stroked up and down her pussy.
 
"No," moaned Kasumi, tossing her head from side to side, her hands weakly tugging on the ninja's thick right wrist as his fingers probed her moist cunt.
 
The ninja slapped Kasumi again, her left cheek burning while he snatched her wrists and pulled them above her head.  He tied Kasumi's hands to the headboard of the bed with a strip of black silk, then licked between her pumping tits, down her flat belly, to her beckoning sex.  The ninja pulled Kasumi's limp, stocking-covered legs apart before leaning forward toward her pussy. Kasumi moaned loudly when the ninja touched her cunt with his mouth.  He started sucking intently on her labia, which made her arch her back reflexively.  Kasumi panted for breath, her crotch on fire as the ninja slid his tongue into her cunnie.  The ninja pressed his face hard against Kasumi's cunt, his tongue caressing the walls of her vagina.  Moaning repeatedly, Kasumi looked away from the man between her legs, her glazed eyes widening when she noticed a ninja near the doorway hunched over a video camera aimed at her.
 
"You're..taping this?" gasped Kasumi, naked breasts heaving.
 
"Yes, your father and brother will see what I've done to you.  Perhaps shame will accomplish what intimidation did not."
 
"No, you can't do that!" protested Kasumi, her hands struggling within their silk bonds.
 
"I can do what I want, bitch!" snarled the ninja, slapping Kasumi again, his knuckles crashing against her cheek.  Blood flowed from a cut lip, silencing Kasumi.
 
"Now shut up and act like the whore that you are," said the ninja, inserting two fingers from his left hand into Kasumi's cunt while he unfastened his pants with the right. 
 
Kasumi groaned despite herself, her slim thighs trembling as warm honey flowed out of her pussy.
 
"See what a slut your daughter is, Shiden?" taunted the ninja master, raising his left hand to the camera, Kasumi's juices dripping down his fingers.
 
Kasumi closed her eyes in shame, whimpering softly.
 
The ninja master seized Kasumi's shapely hips, pulling her towards him.  He shoved his stiff prick into Kasumi's pussy, grunting when her vagina clasped it.
 
"Nice and tight," smiled the ninja, thrusting smoothly into Kasumi's belly, his pelvis caressing the insides of the naked woman's thighs.
 
Kasumi bit her cut lip, shuddering as the ninja impaled himself inside her. Kasumi's vagina squeezed the ninja's cock, the walls of her hole slick with her nectar.
 
"I want you to cum first, bitch," smiled the ninja, lowering his right hand to Kasumi's clit, fondling it gently.  "Show your father how much you like it."
 
"No, please, stop it," wept Kasumi, her tears slipping like liquid diamonds down her smooth cheeks.
 
"Cum, bitch!  Squirt your jizz!" shouted the ninja, licking Kasumi's erect left nipple while he continued to rub her shivering clitoris.
 
"No!  NOOO!" screamed Kasumi, her whole body shaking when her orgasm exploded between her legs.
 
The ninja master positioned Kasumi so the camera had a clear view of her crotch.  He moved out of the way, stroking Kasumi's pussy, grinning maliciously into the camera while the young woman quivered, her juices squirting out of her cunt hole onto the silk sheets of the bed.
 
"I'm returning your daughter, Shiden," said the ninja master, running his finger up Kasumi's cunt, then licking her honey slowly from his wet digits. "If you don't shut down your Academy by the end of the month, I let my men fuck her on tape.  I bet your little bitch daughter would like that."
 
The ninja master reclined over Kasumi's perspiring body, stroking the right side of her torso as he kissed her forcefully on the lips.
 
"Get the bitch out of here," ordered the ninja master after he parted from Kasumi's warm mouth.  He tied his black pantaloons shut as two henchmen advanced to untie and carry Kasumi's limp body away.  "Take her back to the alley."
 
 
"Man, I hope her old man doesn't cave in, I want a piece of her," laughed a ninja sitting next to Kasumi in the van.  The hooded ninja leaned against Kasumi's body, caressing her stocking-garbed leg while he lewdly licked her left nipple.
 
"We're here," announced the ninja driver, halting the van smoothly.
 
"Damn," muttered the ninja feeling up Kasumi.  He yanked back on the young woman's ponytail, sucking crudely on her slack lips before pulling her to her feet.
 
Two ninjas helped Kasumi out of the side of the van and dragged her back into the alley next to the Academy.  They threw her into a pile of steaming garbage, tossing the tape of her rape on top of her naked body before screeching away.
 
Kasumi lay on the garbage heap, her body paralyzed from the drugs in her system, her pussy aching and caked with dried semen.  She knew she should be swearing revenge, but for the moment all she could feel was revulsion, revulsion at herself for allowing her body to betray her with the ninja master. *********************