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Inside Out Part 7 The End (for now) I answered the last question first and then all but one of the others then seemed irrelevant. Yes I did want to see him, I had never forgotten the kiss. The only relevant question was what the Hell did that message mean? Nutley dawnland4.54litersbyflwrightshowaday1400 I broke it into segments, the first was dawnland or perhaps dawn land. Another name for dawn is sunrise. Does sunrise land tell me anything? No but Land of the Rising Sun does, that's Japan. So next I googled 4.54 Liters and found out it was the metric equivalent of an old UK fluid measurement, the Imperial Gallon. My next google was byflwright, but that came up empty. So I tried byfl and got a lot of references to youth football leagues. That didn't seem to connect to Japan or Imperial or gallon. My next search was assuming "by" was a word "by "and so I googled flwright and got several references to the famous architect Frank Lloyd Wright. It wasn't until I read a brief biography that the clues connected. Frank Lloyd Wright designed the original Imperial Hotel in Tokyo. Showa is the name given to the reign of the Emperor Hirohito and Showa Day is a Holiday in Japan I traveled to Tokyo via Mexico City and Vancouver, Canada first class, it was a long and boring trip but I made it a habit not to travel through the US on my St Kitts Passport. The weather in Tokyo was very nice and since it was a holiday week the pace of the city was a bit slower than normal. I checked into the Imperial and went to bed attempting to get over my jet lag. The next day I did a little sight seeing and then went back to my room and changed into a sleeveless black and white print dress with a short white three quarter sleeve jacket. I wore 3" white strappy pumps. I went down to the lobby and sat down. Before long a young Japanese woman came up and bowed and said, "Pardon me. I am the Gal in Imperial, are you the Mistress?" I had to laugh Gal in Imperial or Imperial Gallon. I responded, "Yes I am the Mistress." She said, "Please come with me." We went outside and she showed me to a car with a uniformed driver She then said, "He will take you to the servant, Mistress "and bowed once again It was a bit more than an hour's drive down to an area around Mount Fuji called Hakone. The driver pulled up to a small inn or ryokan and the a woman dressed in a kimono came up and bowed and said, "Please to follow me" I followed her down an old stone path to a small house. There was a pair on man's shoes outside the door. My heart started to pound. She motioned that I go in. I slipped off my shoes and stepped into the house.The first thing I saw is the back of a naked man who was shacked. It was him! I felt a rush like never before. The other times had been with him I did't know who he was. I get off on power. There is only so much gratification from domming a willing loser of a sub like Javier. But having the rich, suave, self assured and powerful Rick Santini as my sub was the ultimate power trip I walked around him slowly, I noted the surprise on his face at my slightly altered features. I caressed his chest and back taking a long time on his tight ass, then I ran my hands down the outside of his legs and up the inside. As I got close to his crotch he got hard as a rock. I unbuttoned my jacket unzipped my dress and it fell to my waist. and grabbed his cock and put it between my tits and shook wildly. Then I took the head of his cock and rubbed it against my nipples. Since starting the estrogen I was getting very fond of this sensation. Rick must have liked it too, because all of a sudden he shot a load of spunk on my tits. I attempted to back away to avoid it getting on my clothes but some got on the toe of my shoe. I slapped him and said , "You disgusting piece of crap, look what you did! Now lick it up." First he ravenously licked the cum off my tits, then I pushed on the back of his neck until he was on his knees. I said, "Now the shoe, suck it off." He took the toe of my shoe in his mouth and gobbled up the spunk. I said, "While you are down there I have something else for you to do" stepped out of my dress, slipped my panties off and said, "Kiss my ass, Kiss every last bit of it." Now I was getting hot, I felt like I would burst. So I spun around said, "Open wide," and shoved my swollen cock in his mouth and thrust wildly,deeper and deeper into his mouth until I shot my wad down his throat. He swallowed it without protest. After several hours of this, a meal was brought to the room and left outside. I told him to put on the robe, it is called a yukata,and get the meal. As we ate he asked permission to speak and I nodded in assent. He said, "I have missed our little get togethers a great deal, I am so very happy you came." I replied, "I was happy to get your invitation once I figured it out." He laughed. "Well I was trying to be careful. You know I chose not to seek reelection and went back into private business, but I am still married and want to stay that way." I said with a bemused look, "Oh this is not the start of a meaningful relationship?" He replied "I would like to have a continual relationship of some kind" I laughed and said, "The kind of relationship is already known I am the domme and you are the sub. You are a good sub so I am sure I can find time for you in my schedule if it is not too inconvenient." I took a long soak in the bath after dinner and fell asleep. I was still a bit jet lagged and it had been a strenuous day and night I was nude under my yukata, lying on a futon. Sometime in the middle of the night I felt his hand on my tit. I opened my eyes and I was staring into his face. The memory of the kiss back in DC was just too strong. I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine. I felt that tingle, the same rush as when I walked into the room and saw him naked. My tongue shot into his mouth. He was caressing my breasts as we exchanged more and more passionate kisses. His lips moved down and kissed my neck and then he started sucking on my nipples, first the left and then the right. I was feeling something I had never felt before. His right hand reached to my anus and was probing it. I had his cock in my left hand gently jerking it. Finally I pushed him away, made a mound of the futon cushions and leaned my back against it. I said, "Kneel down here," motioning to a spot right in front of me. Then I lifted up my right leg and put it on his left shoulder and then my left leg on to his right shoulder. My wide open ass pussy was right in front of his thick swollen cock. He didn't need my help getting it in. It was intoxicating. I was enthralled watching his face as we made love. He doesn't have the biggest cock but it was still the best anal sex I ever had. Just before he came, he leaned down and kissed me passionately. Our lips were still touching when I felt his cum spurt inside me. It was magical. Once was not enough so we repeated that act several times during the night. Occasionally I gave him head, but curiously I didn't fuck his ass or have any desire to have him suck my dick. Morning came and he was up before me. I went in and soaked in the bath for quite a while wondering what was to become of this relationship. I was surprised that I even thought in terms of a relationship. When I came out I had my answer. He was naked and shackled. The magic of the night was gone and it was back to normal, normal in this case being defined as our usual roles which are of course anything but normal. I went after him with more than the usual aggression. It was about 24 hours since I arrived at the Inn. I think we were both sated. We cleaned up and got dressed and took a walk along the lake shore. It was a beautiful day and Mount Fuji dominated the scene. He said, "Sheila, you don't owe me anything but I need a favor" Rick then tells me he is still consumed by an obsession to find out who outed him and get even. I tried to tell him to forget about it and move on. But he is insistent. At this point, whatever happiness was left from my initial euphoria from this trip was about to be lost. Rick started by saying, "There is an Air Force General, General Brevard, who is in Tokyo now." I replied, "That's nice but what does that have to do with anything?" Rick replied, "I was investigating some of his contracts as his ties to a lobbyist when the whole FBI thing started. I believe he is the first piece of the puzzle." At this point I had a queasy feeling where this was going, but I asked, "What does any of this have to do with me?" Rick confirmed my worst fear, he wanted seduce, General Brevard who is an outspoken critic of gays in Military. Then he wanted me to blackmail the General into revealing the next piece of the puzzle. I felt like I had been run over by a truck. This was never about him wanting to see me, he had an ulterior motive all along. What a bastard!! I felt anger I felt hurt, worst of all I am felt used and that made me feel like Stuart. So much for emotional attachment. God! men really are jerks. I toldl him to fuck off, and wait for me back at the Inn. I walked a short distance further and thought, "Stop being Stuart. You are Sheila now, what would she do?" I start thinking like Sheila, One of the things that most turns me on about him is how submissive he is to me and how powerful and controlling he is otherwise. This is an example of what I like about him. I just don't like that it is me he is trying to manipulate. But I just spent the last 24 hours using and abusing him, having the best sex of my life, and he gave me $5 million, so maybe I do owe him a small favor. No! I don't owe him anything but good sex, and I did him the biggest favor in his life by making sure those guys didn't ruin him. OK if it is not out of, obligation or gratitude, is there any reason to do it? So no I don't need to do it for him, but what about me? Maybe I should do it because it would be fun and I've been a little bored with the same safe partners. Maybe I should do it because seducing and blackmailing strangers is a truly wicked thing to do. Maybe I should do it because I am empathetic to the idea of getting revenge. I didn't hesitate to get mine with Paul, Jean,and Russ. Oh Hell! Anyone of those reasons would be good enough for Sheila, the wanton slut that she is. I walked back to the Inn and enter the room. Rick is sitting on the mat. He looked up expectantly and started to say Sheila I'm sorry." I slapped his face and said, "Shut up! I don't owe you anything, in fact you still owe me. I'll do this because it pleases me to do so, the prospect of more sex with you is too boring to contemplate. Maybe your General is a real man." Rick was trying his best not to smile as he said, "Mistress I will be eternally indebted to you." I couldn't decide if he was happy because I agreed to do it or whether he was ecstatic that I treated him like a piece of shit. Subs can be so very weird. He gave me an invitation to embassy reception for General. The name on it is S Nakamoto. I said, "I don't look like a Nakamoto." He said, "Tell them it's a married name." His driver takes me to an apartment in Tokyo, the name on the mailbox is S Nakamoto. I didn't have an appropriate dress so I went shopping in Ginza but don't have anything close to my size. The woman at Matsukaya Department Store wrote down an address in Kawasaki and told me to go there, for a price they will make a dress overnight. I gave the address to the driver and it weas just as the saleslady had said. The two little women in Kawasaki took all my measurements, then we looked at pictures from fashion magazines. We would up picking some red silk material and a design that would utilize all of my assets. The reception is at the Okura Hotel quite near the American Embassy. I was turning heads as I walked through the lobby, a very understated traditional Japanese Hotel. The dress was had long flowing sleeves, a deep vee that started from my shoulders and came together just above my navel. The skirt was long and tight but slit up both sides to about mid thigh. I was introduced to the General in the Receiving Line, and he definitely stared down my dress. Eventually the Generals Aid, a handsome Captain, found me in the crowd and asked if I had a moment to speak with the General in private. He showed me to terrace off the main room. I lit a cigarette, inhaled deeply and let it out slowly. The general walked out and said, "Smoking." I give him my best seductive look and replied, "Is that meant to be a compliment or merely an observation of my current activity?" He smiled and said, "Why a compliment of course! Ms Nakamoto." I said, "Call me Suzanne and be warned I am a freelance journalist." He said, "Very well Suzanne, Are you here looking for a big story?" I replied, " ure but I'd settle for a big night." He said, "What about your husband?" I said, "We are divorced, we never had a big night because like Japanese men, he wasn't big and I am not very domesticated." He inquired, "More of a wild thing?" I replied, "More Kinky and wild, but you impress me as a real straight arrow." He laughed and said, "Don't judge a book by it's cover." I replied with a bemused look, "Words I live by." He said, "I bet your husband couldn't keep you satisfied." I laughed and replied, "Well he did work long hours and Japanese men want three things when they get home at night a hot meal, a hot bath and a hot blow job. I could only ever manage the third with any consistency." The General coughed, and said, "Well I have already showered, and had dinner." I smiled, licked my lips and said, "Then there is only one thing left to do." I continued, "I'll wait in the lobby while you say your good byes." I went down to the lobby and called Rick to tell him we would be at the apartment shortly. The apartment had hidden a cameras and microphones, Rick and a technician could monitor it from a van parked in the garage We took a taxi to the apartment, he has a hard time keeping his hands off of me in the car. I let him fondle my tits. I paid the Taxi driver, the only yen the General had was for my body. We took the elevator up to the apartment I toldl him to take off his pants and shorts, and I slipped a condom on his cock and blow him. As I take the condom off I slipped the loop of the fish line on his cock. Then I said, "Oh General I have a surprise for you", and slip out of my dress. Then I pushed my panties down and my cockspriung up. His eyes grow wide and he said, "Wow you are the best Ed has ever found, I had no idea. If he found anybody here, I figured it would be a Japanese." Then he turned around and bent over and said, "Pound my Fudge Honey!" I thought to myself "well this is going to make great video" I dropped the fish line, there will be no need of coercion. I slipped a condom on my cock and rammed it into his ass and pumped as hard as I could until I came. When I was done I sat down and lit a cigarette. The General said, "I am really going to thank Ed when I get back." I said, "Who is this Ed, my contact was named Kobayashi, and he is taking a big cut, I would love to take out the middle man next time." I exhaled stroked my cock and said, "Of course that assumes you would want there to be a next time?" His eyes were fixated on my crotch as he said, "Ed Baker, he or someone who works for him arrange things, I can't be involved in the transaction." Just then my cell phone rang. I got up to answer it, still stroking my cock. I looked at it and said, "Sorry Lover it's Kobayashi I need to take it." He didn't answer he was now stroking his cock. I said, "Yes it was Rick." He said, "That's the only name I need, do whatever you want with the General." I said, "OK," and hung up. Took another drag and exhaled I turned and found the general on his hands and knees in front of me he opened wide and swallowed my now hard cock. He was very skilled as he was blowing me he was jerking himself off, and it took no time at all, I pulled out and squirted my cum all over his face, figuring it would make good video. He went into the bathroom to clean up. When he came out he asked, "What did Kobayashi want?" I said, "There appears to have been a communication or an exchange rate problem. Anyway Lover I am sorry to say our night is over." I picked up his uniform pants and said, "Any taxi driver will take you back to the Okura." He looked crestfallen and said, "I am sure this could be worked out." I replied, "Sorry, nothing can be done at this time". I took the invitation out of my purse and wrote the cell number on it handed it to the General and said, "Have Ed contact me directly, that way this type of problem will never happen again." He gratefully took the number and said, " I'll call him tomorrow and scurried out the door." After a few minutes there was a knock on the door, it was Rick. He said, "That was easy." I nodded and asked " Did you watch?" He shook his head and said, " No" I laughed and said, "Liar! you watched and you loved it." I turned my back to him, glanced back over my shoulder and said, "My ass missed out on the fun, as the General would say Come pound my fudge, Stud." Even though I was angry at him, there was something extra that I felt when he was my sex partner. This time he seemed quite energized, maybe I can add voyeurism to the ex congressman's list of fetishes. As he pumped his cock into my ass visions of menage a trois with Javier flirted through my mind. Ed Baker called on the cell. I answered in my sultry voice. "This is Suzanne, how may I be of service." Baker said, "This is Ed Baker, what is this all about?" I replied "It is about keeping video of the General sucking cock and naming you as his pimp off the Internet" He replied, "OK what do you want?" I want to know who dropped a dime to the FBI on Rick Santini" Baker laughed and said, "Santini is yesterday's news, who gives a shit." I replied, "The people I work for is all I need to know, I am logging on to You tube." Baker replied, "Ok OK, I called the Bureau, but I did it as a favor to Jonathan Frank in return for some serious campaign donations. He supplied me with the info to give them, I had no knowledge of Santini's issues." I said to Rick, "So who is Frank?" He replied, "A bitter long time rival, were friends just out of college, talked about going out on our own I decided to do it without him. He worked his way to top, tried to buy my company. I rejected his offer. He took it hard." Rick arranged for someone resembling me to travel to Montreal via Vancouver with the cell phone on a phony Canadian passport in the name of Suzanne Nakamoto. I returned to St Kitts via Mexico City. Rick's plan is for me to lure him into some compromising situation so he will have leverage on Jonathan Frank. Frank called and said he wanted to talk. He said he had a lucrative proposition for me. I told him to meet me in Montreal in two days. We met in his hotel room at 12 noon. His eyes take me in slowly. He said, I want you to go to Rick's wife with pictures. It would be worth $1million to me." I said, "Sorry not interested." He replied with a smug superior tone, "Don't you do things, anything for money?" I replied, "Yes I do things for money, Don't we all?" He seems uncomfortable with me. It is normal for straight men to be uncomfortable when they know about me but this is different. He does not seem to be trying to rationalize the diffrence between what he sees and what he knows to be under my skirt. I went into full seduction mode, "I am not in need of money, but you do have something I need." He ignored the come on and replied, "So you are not just some whore that Rick pays for service, you are in his employ?" "No he is not my boss we have a thing going, you know this is the longest I have talked to a powerful attractive man without getting fucked." I reached out and massaged his crotch, nothing doing. I undo his belt and pull his pants down, but he protests, "Stop it you filthy bitch." I suck his limp dick, still nothing, grab his ass it is as smooth as a baby's behind. He shouts, "Get away from me you slut." I stand up pull up my skirt and push down my pants and said, "Oh you want to be the one to suck don't you?" He shakes his head. "No!!!!" "Yes you do, you want it bad," I reply. He stood up and tried to move away but he tripped and fell. I was on top of him taunting him. "Yes you want it, don't lie to me" He said, "NO NO that's not what I want." "Well what do you want?" I said in frustration. Through tears he said, "I don't want to fuck you, I want to be you!!" In an instant it was clear to me. He was a cross-dresser who had a thing for Rick but never had the courage to act on it Years later he discovered Rick had a thing for CD's and Jon went ballistic. Once he found out Rick and I had a relationship he was emotionally devastated and consumed by jealousy. First I felt an intense rush of power. This Master of the Universe was jealous of me. No powerful person, Hell no person at all was ever jealous of Stuart. But amidst the heady feeling of power, strangely, Sheila felt compassion. I replied "well you can't be me but you could be like me." Jon replied, "That's not possible I have responsibilities." I said, "Maybe just for a couple of days like today and tomorrow." He said, "I don't have any of my things." I replied, "We'll go shopping" I continued "Have you ever done it with a man while dressed?" He said, "yes but only with escorts." I laughed and said, "So you have never gone out in public and picked up strange men for dirty anonymous sex." He said, "No , No....I would be terrified." I laughed, "But you would like to." He smiled and said, "Yes." I said, "Then let's do it." We went shopping and bought Joan as he liked to be called a couple of outfits, foundations, accessories and a black shoulder length wavy wig. I told Jon/ Jeanne to shower and shave her entire body. I used some some transparent surgical tape to lift the brow, and then did fairly heavy makeup as best I could. I was going for a fairly trashy look. We bought a waist cincher and weighted breast forms to fill her bra. Her outfit was a silky red blouse, short black skirt and knee high, low heel boots. She looked more cute than pretty but she certainly would pass as long as she was with me. Her voice wasn't good so I would have to do the talking. I was dressed in a very tight short blue dress with a scoop neck and 3 inch sling back mules. I also went a little heavy on the makeup. As we looked in the mirror we looked like a couple of Jersey girls on the prowl. Jon said, "I am not sure about this." I said, "Relax and enjoy yourself." We left the hotel I had to pull her arm to get her out of the elevator, but as walked through the lobby and men were checking us out she gained a little confidence. We went down by the river, and found a seedy bar and went in for a drink. I ordered beers for both of us. Within minutes a tall, somewhat scruffy looking guy asked if he could join us. I nodded as he sat down he said, "I'm Pierre, what are you two lovelies doing alone tonight?" I replied, "Hey Pierre, I'm Sheila and this is my friend Joan, she is shy and doesn't talk much." I continued, "We are on vacation in this romantic city and our dumb ass boyfriends decided to go to a hockey game tonight. So we decided to go out on the town." Pierre replied "what fools they must be!, so you are looking for a little romance. eh?" I replied, "Oh Hell no, we have had some romance already we are looking for a little sex." Pierre, we will call him Lucky Pierre from here on, smiled and said, "What do you mean by a little sex?" I said, "Well you know we are both in, like committed relationships, so we couldn't screw you, but blow jobs are different, it's not like really cheating." Lucky Pierre beamed. I said, "So do you like have a car?" He said, "Even better I have a van?" He paid for the beers and we took a short walk to a parking lot where is 10 year old Dodge van was parked. He took a few moments to clean some junk out of the back and then he climbed in and laid on his back. I climbed in and crawled on my hands and knees past him and positioned myself, looking out of the back of the van with my tits right above his face. I unzipped my dress and exposed my tits and rubbed them in his face. As I did it I said, "OK Joan, you go first." Joan looked terrified, Pierre unbuckled his trousers and pushed them down, then he pushed down his boxers and a pretty decent sized uncut cock sprung up. Joan went after it like a kid with their first ice cream cone. She was so enthusiastic she forgot the condom. Lucky Pierre did his part and shot a prodigious amount of spunk which Jeanne spit back out all over him. Needless to say he was upset and while I tried to clean them both up, the moment was lost, so I didn't get a shot at Lucky Pierre. We went back to the Hotel. I said, "are you ready for the next step?" She smiled and nodded. I called Rick and said I have the I have the compromising evidence on Jonathan Frank. But I told him the price is that he will first have to attend to the Mistress's needs. He readily agreed and we decided to meet the following afternoon at my hotel room. Joan and I spent the morning shopping for an appropriate outfit for her debut as a dome. We decided on a black bustier re and fishnets. We got dressed and at the appointed time there was a knock on the door. Joan went in the bathroom. I opened the door and Rick was all smiles and said, "I can't wait to hear all about it." I slapped his face and said, "Shut up, there will be time for that later, now you need to do what you are told." He strips out of his clothes and I bound his hands and feet, gagged him, and secure him to a the bed post. Then I said, "I am tired of you, you do nothing for me anymore." Rick looked distraught. Then I said, "Maybe my friend Joan would want you." Just then she came out of the bedroom and walked up to him. She kissed his chest, sucked on his nipples, and caressed his chest. I sat back and started a video camera. His cock sprang to attention and her face lit up. She knelt down in front of him and in her Jonathan voice said, "Rick you have no idea how long I have wanted to do this." He looked stunned, but it didn't impact his performance. After wards he fucked her ass pussy and really seemed to get into it. With that I decided to leave the two love birds. I had packed up my thing earlier, so I put on a trench coat and grabbed my suitcase. As I left I pointed to the cameras and said, "Oh Rick the compromising pictures of Jonathan Frank are on this camera, Enjoy yourselves kids!" I and went back to my island paradise a sadder but wiser person. When I got back to my house I found Javier in my bed with two local bimbos from the club. The crap just kept on coming. I reflected a lot on the past couple of weeks. I swore off men or at least emotional attachments to them. I withheld my sexual favors from Javier, it drove him nuts. I think I enjoyed drivimg him nuts more than the sex with him. While I still had I still had Segolene and Jeremy the gardener, things were not like before. I had realized that there can be more to relationships and the ones I had seemed empty. However the whole adventure was not a total loss, I got a call from Herr Hofer saying a very tidy sum had been deposited in my account for consulting on a merger. well at least one of them had a sense of humor about it. After a time I realized that men are terrible at relationships and despite my outward appearance, I was still a man. I may look like a woman but I am more a caricature of a woman than a real one. So a relationship with a man wound be doomed from both sides. Although a man on the inside I was not Stuart anymore. Although more of his personality was coming through. I had actually helped a bunch of people; Shirley, Rick, Jeremy, Javier, and finally Jonathan. I loved being Sheila but couldn't be that one dimensional all the time. Sheila could control people without using sex. There was less and less of it. I didn't force Jeremy the gardener anymore, although every once in a while he would come over and ask if there was anything else he could do for me. I suspected it was when he and the wife were having a spat. I always thought of something for him to do. Segolene and I stopped trying to control each other and became good friends. Javier remained my close friend and confidant and very occasionally my lover. Something was missing in my life. I led a singular, quite contented life. I had many acquaintances bur few intimates. But I knew there was a dark side, an itch that needed to be scratched The solution was obvious. I gave Ed Baker a call. I said, "This is Suzanne Nakamoto." Ed replied, "Is there something I can do for you?" I asked, "Do you have anymore like the general?" He said, "Indeed I do!" but what will it cost me?" I said, "That's the beauty of it Ed, I don't charge for services only expenses. My only condition is the liaison can't be in the US." Ed replied, "Not a problem, How can I reach you?" I gave him a email address and it didn't take him long to get back to me. I would up with about half a dozen friends and probably averaged one sex junket a month. I needed to be the bad girl and that's where the trysts that Ed arranged came in. It gave me a chance to leave my island world behind, and be bad, very, very, very, bad!