A Man and His PetsChapter 5 Pet Training Begins
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Yukiko Fujimori, Yuki to her friends, lounged at a small but exclusive bistroin downtown Tokyo. Dressed in a black Chanel pantsuit that she picked up onher last shopping trip to Paris and handcrafted black lizard knee length bootswith 5-inch titanium stiletto heels. She slowly turned her head to watch awaiter walk by; her movements were a study in grace and efficiency. The fewfriends she had described her as feline. She was, by any measure, stunning.She could have easily taken the many offers from around the world of modeling,but had no desire, as she put it, to prostitute herself in a dirty business.She stood just over 5 foot 10 in her stockings with firm C cup breasts anda rear that drew more than a few quiet comments from passing men.
Tonight she sat at the table with her personal attendant, Suji. She was aslight, almost tiny girl. Definitely attractive, but in a very simple, plainway made even more apparent in the presence of Yuki's overwhelming beauty.Yuki had traveled to Thailand 10 years previously when she turned 25 with theintention of purchasing a child on the black market. Yuki had several reasons,mainly because she was a lesbian, detested men, and therefore had no intentionof breeding. She had strong feelings about the superiority of the Japaneserace and planned on training the child to be a servant and attendant, not adaughter. She found Thai people to be well suited to this station in life andwould not stand out as much as, say, a Pakistani servant in Tokyo.
Yuki found an agent in Bangkok who specialized in black market adoptionsand human slavery. After a week of inquiries and investigations he contactedher and asked her to accompany him to a small village in Northern Thailand.He introduced her to the family and to their seven-year-old daughter. Yukisized her up, made the purchase and returned to Tokyo to await the arrivalof her newest property.
Back to the present. Yuki snapped out of her brief daydream and looked ather little Suji contemplatively, delicately holding her sake to her full lipsbefore speaking, "Suji, I have something to discuss with you".
Suji looked up from the food in front of her to a spot in the center of thetable. She had long ago been trained to divert her eyes when spoken to. Yukiplaced the sake back on the table, reached across and delicately placed hernearly inch long manicured nail under Suji's chin. "Suji, you may look at mewhile I speak to you." The tiny girl looked up and thanked her for the privilege.
"Suji, All of your life here in Tokyo has been in preparation for a momentthat is fast approaching. When you turn 18 tomorrow your life will change forever."
Yuki took another slow sip from her Sake and let the suspense build. Shehad been waiting for ten long years for this moment and wanted to relish itas long as possible. Her senses were on overload, trying to absorb every detailof the moment. Yuki's brown doe eyes, her porcelain complexion, her silk blackhair. Yuki relished the moment as much as the finest Bordeaux.
"Your duties in my home will change drastically. In my opinion your new rolewill be incredibly important, and I hope you will keep an open mind and feelthe same."
Suji was obviously uncomfortable, and Yuki loved it. She said nothing elsefor the next hour. After dinner Yuki neatly folded her napkin and placed itnext to her plate. She shifted slightly in her chair, watching Suji the entiretime. Finally Yuki said …."smoke"….and Suji quickly reached intothe small case she kept with her and pulled out a long, very thin cigar. Shealso pulled out a platinum Colibri lighter and carefully lit the cigar, lookingdown at the table the entire time. Once lit, she stood from the table, walkedaround toYuki, handed it to her and returned to her seat. Yuki languidly drewon the cigar; french inhaling the smoke and exhaling an impressive cloud ofsmoke towards the ceiling. Suji sat quietly and stared at the same spot inthe center of the table. A few guest shot quick glances at the table and oneanother, and Yuki drank it all in with a coy grin on her face while she smoked.After her cigar, she paid the bill and they left.
Two things should be mentioned at this point for clarification. First, Yukihad maintained a completely professional, non-sexual relationship with Sujifor ten years. Not unlike many very wealthy people of her stature in Asia.Second, Yuki was the daughter of one of the wealthiest men in Asia reportedlyworth $3-4 billion. He had begun his empire in Tokyo real estate and had spreadthroughout Asia. Her mother had died of cancer many years before and her fatherwas always away on business. To compensate for his absence he gave Yuki a $100,000per month stipend for the rest of her life, adjusted periodically for inflationand market fluctuations, in addition to several homes in Asia and France.
At breakfast the next morning Yuki came to the table in one of her Kimonosand held a small wooden box in her hand with a beautiful bow. She handed thebox to Suji after the meal, "Happy 18 th Birthdaymy little one". Suji bowed deeply and said thank you. She opened the box anda look of confusion showed on her face when she saw the contents.
Suji looked up at Yuki, forgetting her training, with a look of confusionon her face "Ma'am, I am confused".
Yuki smiled, "Put it on my little one, it is your size, and then come withme"
Suji pulled a sterling silver band from the box and placed it, with tremblingfingers, around her neck. It had a hinge in the rear and closed in the front.The collar was two inches wide and in the front it had a large #2 engraved.Yuki produced a small padlock and closed it, locking the collar on. She thenturned and walked away, Suji following.
They meandered through the 12,000 square foot penthouse on the fifty secondfloor of Tokyo's most prestigious residential address. As she owned half ofthe floor of the building, there was an amazing view. They finally came toa door with a large combination lock set in the center, almost like a bankvault. For most of her 10 years with Yuki, Suji was told this room led to Yuki'soffice and contained valuables and highly confidential documents that had tobe kept very secure. Suji had never paid much attention when women occasionallycame to the office, or when large crates came and went.
Yuki dialed in the combination and opened the large, heavy door. Suji noticedthe room was very dark, lowly lit. When they were inside Yuki closed the doorbehind them and spun the combination on the inside. She walked into the room,her black silk Kimono flowing as she walked, giving brief glimpses of her blacklow-rise pumps and the sinuous muscles dancing in her legs with each step.She motioned to several chairs near the middle of the room, facing a rectangularblack lacquer coffee table. It had the appearance of a box, standing two feethigh, maybe four feet long and three feet wide. Suji took a seat, very nervousand confused by now, and more than a little uncomfortable with a strange metalcollar on her neck.
Yuki lit one of her trademark cigars and eased into a chair across from her. "Suji,you are about to see some things which you have no way of comprehending. Theimportant thing to know is that it is real."
Yuki leaned to the side of the chair she was sitting in and picked up a blackrubber hose, much like a vacuum cleaner hose. It was connected to the baseof the coffee table/box. She placed the cigar in the center of her mouth andtook a long, powerful drag. Looking Suji intently in the eye, she delicatelyput her lips on the hose and exhaled. She did this twice more and then leanedover the table, placed her index finger on a virtually unnoticeable black buttonset in the tabletop and pushed. A second passed and then the box made a loudthumping noise. Yuki smiled, a smile Suji had never seen before. It was evilgave Suji the chills.
In a melodic voice Yuki said, almost to herself but loud enough for Sujito hear…. "Wake up time!"
Yuki took a few longer, leisurely puffs on her cigar, blowing them in thetube. She pressed the button again and another loud thump emerged. Same smile.
"Suji, you are probably very, very confused. I will explain." Yuki settledin her chair and adjusted her kimono. "When I was 10 years old, I was repeatedlyraped and molested by a man who was a security officer for my father. He wastasked to protect my mother and I and instead used his position to make myyoung life hell."
Suji looked up with sadness and sympathy in her eyes. More confusion andalarm registered in her mind.
"I grew up hating men. More importantly, that hatred manifested itself insadistic tendencies." Yuki leaned over the table and pressed the button again,this time holding it for a few seconds. Several thumps came from the box, loudereach time.
"As I reached adulthood I realized I was attracted to women. I also realizedthat no amount of therapy could take away what that man did to me. So, I hireda team of retired Israeli intelligence operatives to locate and capture theman who had done this to me."
She took a long drag on the cigar and blew in the hose.
"As they are the world's best, and he was clearly not, I asked them to makehim disappear and brought to me. Here, in this house. That was seven yearsago. You remember when I had this office we are sitting in constructed?" Sujitimidly shook her head yes. "I had it built for a very special guest."
Yuki, holding her cigar daintily between her index and middle finger withher wrist cocked back, leaned forward and pushed something on the side of thebox. Suji heard a quiet hissing sound as the top of the box began to tilt,revealing that it was in fact a lid or cover. It rose to one side of the boxon hydraulic arms. Smoke began to emerge from inside as Suji realized it wasthe cigar smoke Yuki had been blowing in the tube.
Suji was more confused now and the look on her face showed it. She shifteduncomfortably in her seat. "I am confused Mistress. Please tell me why I amhere." As she said this her eyes moved to the contents of the box.
Yuki sat back and slowly puffed on her cigar, watching Suji's reaction. Sujilooked down and her face was at first completely blank, then tears slowly randown her cheeks. She began to shake uncontrollably, putting her hands to hermouth and quietly weeping. Yuki stood and came over to Suji, placing her handon her head and stroking her hair in a comforting way, looking inside the boxas the corner of her mouth rose into a smirk.
Suji's horror was the result of realizing, once the thick smoke had cleared,that there was a body inside the box. The person was on their knees, doubledover as if in a fetal position but with their back facing up and head facingthe ground. The arms were drawn up behind the back into a reverse prayer position,defying normal limits of skeletal motion with the tips of their fingers touchingthe back of their head. Leather cuffs bound the wrists together and a metalring attached the wrists to the back of a metal collar.
Suji's mind jolted…. Metal collar!
Her brain screamed in shock and horror. The collar she now wore was identicalto the one on the person in the box. The collar in the box had #1 engravedon the back. Suji screamed and ran towards the door. Yuki sat in Suji's chairand continued smoking her cigar, concentrating intently on the smoke ringsshe was blowing and watching them bounce off the back of the person in thebox.
Yuki was screaming and beating on the door of the room, trying to get out.Her mind was racing, unable to process what she had just seen. Then she felta hand on her shoulder and she went silent in near shock. Yuki gently but forcefullytook Suji's hand and walked her back to her seat. Suji stiffly sat, tremblingbut silent. Yuki gently and comfortingly placed Suji's arms on the arms ofthe chair. She slowly petted Suji's hair, Softly cooing, "Shhhh…therethere, shhhhhhhhhhhhh"
As Yuki did this she slowly brought her hands to the sides of the chair andfrom each side flipped two rubber-lined steel manacles over Suji's unsuspectingwrists, instantly locking her in place. Suji screamed again and tried to stand,but was helpless to move her arms.
Yuki resumed her seat opposite Suji and placed a finger over her lip in amotion for silence. Suji's years of training kicked in and again became silent.Yuki motioned to the person in the trunk. "This is the man who raped me, althoughhe is not a man anymore, only an object of curiosity for me and a select fewfriends. It is referred to as #1, and nothing else."
Yuki leaned over the box, took two long drags on her cigar, French inhaledand blew a long stream of smoke across the glowing ember at the tip, fanningit hotter. With eyes piercing Suji's soul, she slowly stubbed the cigar outon the scar riddled back of #1. The person flinched and a long gasp of aircould be heard from the box. Suji sat and watched, tears dripping from hercheeks.
Yuki reached in the box along the short sidewalls and flipped several latches,then slowly lowered the sides until they lay flat on the floor. Next she reachedher arm under the head of #1 and a metallic sound could be heard. She liftedit up by its head until its torso was upright. Suji, despite her horror, wasperplexed that this person was silent. There were wires running from the buttonin the center of the hydraulically controlled top of the box to the genitalregion. Yuki noticed Suji's gaze, stood and pressed the button on the top ofthe box again. #1's back arched and another gasp of air escaped its mouth.
Suji noticed that thick, rubber lined steel manacles ran over the bound person'sthighs, pinning its legs under it and to the floor.
Yuki looked at Suji, "I had this room built to be a permanent hell for ourguest here. I vowed that for destroying a part of me and my life, this creaturewould suffer the pain of a thousand deaths as long as it lived." As Yuki saidthis she patted #1's bald head and then pressed the button and held it whilethe slaves body convulsed and more gasping ensued. It's torso twisted and archedin apparent agony, but no sound escaped its gaping mouth… "Over thelast seven years I have been able to live many of my wildest sadistic fantasies.In the process, I have learned much and perfected my little craft."
Yuki walked to a far wall and opened a door. When she returned she was carryinga three-foot cane. She stood across from Suji. "I learned, for instance, thatwhile a cane is very effective in delivering intense pain, it takes a lot ofwork to beat a slave to the point where, for instance, it passes out." Shethen drew the cane over her head and brought it down with all of her forceon the slave's right shoulder. A sound like a small caliber gunshot echoedin the room and #1 crumpled briefly and gasped again, its eyes squeezed shutand just a breathy wheezing sound emerging from its seemingly permanently gapingmouth.
Suji watched in horrified shock and wondered through her tears what thisperson must be feeling.
The slave, formerly known as Bill Hakaido, was shocked from his state ofslumber only minutes before when the cigar smoke permeated the box he occupied.Just the smell of cigar smoke would cause his muscles to contract, somethingthat had been conditioned long before and that brought the insane perpetratorof his hell much pleasure. This was the desired effect, course. He had longago lost the ability to form many rational thoughts, living in a constant hazeof sleep and periods of intense pain. Occasionally his wits would return fora few hours, sometimes even a day, but then slip away again under the constanttorture.
Yuki smiled down at #1.
"Then I realized there were other ways to inflict incredible pain with lesseffort on my part. I hired a former Russian interrogator to teach me aboutthe world of electro torture. I eventually settled on the system you see here." Shepressed the button again for effect and #1 went rigid. "#1 has a nine inchlong, three inch wide electric probe inserted in its anus, and a seven inch,half inch wide metal rod inserted in the penis. It took some time to get #1stretched to that point, but when pain was the point, it didn't take too long".
Yuki smiled to herself as she grabbed #1's collar and forced it its upperbody backwards, its feet still bound under it and attached the floor beneathand arms still clamped. She looked across the box at Suji's tear stained face. "Dueto the nature of #1's transgression, its genitals have been a central focusof my attention. My initial thought was castration, but then I would be eliminatinga principal pain center."
She reached in towards #1's genitals and motioned for Suji to lean over.She did as instructed as far as the manacles would allow. Yuki reached between#1's legs and pulled a 5-inch, horribly scarred and bruised penis up to itsstomach. A small bit of steel the width of the face of a dime shown just insidethe grossly stretched urethra. A wire extended from the metal back to the topof the box where the button was. Yuki held the penis in a very clinical manner.There were metal studs on both sides of the penis from the head, every half-inch,all the way to the base.
Suji sat and watched, still in a stupor and feeling increasingly queasy.
"These studs are inserted through the shaft and connected to the steel probeto permanently secure the probe in its penis. That was a tricky procedure thatcost me dearly." She leaned over and pressed the button again. The slave wentrigid and its penis flopped up almost like a fish. A silent wheeze again camefrom the slave's mouth.
Yuki pointed to a small tube that exited the slave in the perineum, betweenthe testicles and anus. "Since his penis is now used solely as an instrumentof torture, I had that installed for obvious reasons. Although it is kept pluggedand opened once daily, just to increase the constant agony. It has been a challengeto keep its kidneys from failing, but luckily it has access to excellent doctors." Yukiquietly chuckled at the irony as she reached and grabbed a small ring at thebase of the plug in the urine tube. She twisted several times and urine sprayedout as if from a fire hose. It ran to the bottom of the box and drained througha small drain in the bottom. It continued to spray, and then dribble, for atleast 30 seconds. Fuji noticed it was dark yellow and had a very strong odor.
Yuki noticed Suji growing a bit green and quickly got to her feet and retrieveda large silver bowl. She brought it to Suji and set it in her lap. "If youneed to vomit, please be courteous and do it in here." Suji looked up withtear filled eyes and then at the bowl.
Yuki looked back to the gruesome sight before her. She noticed briefly that#1 had an unusually large amount of excess skin drooping obscenely from thestomach almost down to its penis. Yuki took note of this and brought her canedown on the sagging skin for emphasis. "That skin is a by product of a processyou will witness soon, my dear."
Yuki sat back down and continued. She began lightly running her fingers overthe length of the #1's penis with a far off look in her eyes. She continuedthis for several minutes while she retrieved and lit another cigar. The slavewas gasping violently. "My little work of art here is quite devious. The penis,due to the probe and studs is kept permanently stretched to its full length.When the penis is stimulated, as I am doing now, it engorges, stretching againstthe studs and probe causing excruciating pain. That way, our little slave herewill never again associate pleasure with its pathetic penis."
She pointed to a clear viscous liquid slowly dripping from the tube. "#1has not had an orgasm since it got here. It leaks precum pretty readily afterseven years of denial." She clenched the cigar in her teeth and took a deepdrag as the cane whistled thru the air and landed on the underside of the penishead. Again wheezing escaped the slave's mouth.
Suji noticed the slave's face for the first time. She saw that its mouthwas gaping open in an expression of shock and drool ran down its chin. Thisconfused her when several minutes had passed and no change had taken place.She snapped out of it when she felt a tapping on her hand. It was the canewith Yuki on the other end.
"I see you are noticing its face. As I mentioned before I have learned manythings over the years. One thing I discovered early was that despite what onereads on common S&M fantasy and fiction it is not easy to place a gag ina truly unwilling person's mouth, it is very difficult in fact. Since I hadno desire to hear the insults that came from its mouth initially, then theear splitting pleas for mercy,"
She squeezed #1's penis harder as she stroked and looked at its face, "Doyou remember those days, so long ago? Can you?" She stopped her stroking momentarily, "Irealize you are just a living organism at this point and may very well be completelyinsane, but as long as you can still feel pain, then you have a place in myhome." Yuki lightly touched the smoldering red end of her cigar on the sensitiveunderside of #1's penis and slowly twisted it until it almost extinguished,then placed it in her mouth and puffed furiously bringing it back to life.Her head was engulfed in a cloud of smoke.
Suji was still in a mild state of shock, her mind trying to wrap itself aroundthe situation but failing. Her nausea was still present and she felt prettysure she would vomit before this ordeal was over. Her mind raced, trying tofigure out how to escape, to tell the police, to save this poor soul beforeher. Her life of privileged comfort had crashed and she was afraid.
Yuki interrupted, "As I was saying, gags are hell to insert in an unwillingperson. One time I had gotten it's mouth open and was inserting a new, largerball gag. #1 was screaming his lungs out and I put my full weight behind itand then struck the gag with the palm of my hand to get it in. That knockedout its front teeth and I had a mess on my hands. After a few days of playingwith the exposed nerves I grew bored and had a dentist who likes money comein and, after I had securely bound this pig here to a table, he removed allof it's teeth. I figured this would make the gagging process easier, and itdid, but it was still a chore."
Yuki took a long drag on her cigar and noticed a long ash on the end. Shedelicately placed the cigar, burning end first, in #1's mouth and flicked theash. She then left the cigar in the slave's mouth, smoke curling out, whileshe continued.
"So I talked to a black market surgeon in China whom I had heard of. He suggestedsimply removing the vocal chords and placing steel plates and screws in thejawbone to create a ratchet device to hold the mouth open, breaking the jawto open it wider than was normally possible. So as a result, my little #1 herehas no ability to communicate or make even a peep." The slave began to coughfrom breathing the acrid smoke from the end of the cigar and tremble from theslow burn from the glowing end. Yuki reached up and removed it and went backto lightly stroking the studded penis. She looked at Suji and leaned forwarda bit with an expression on her face like she was sharing a secret with a friend.In a hushed tone she said, "I decided to be really indulgent and, if you lookwhere his bottom row of front teeth were, I had the dentist install a U-shapedpiece of metal that perfectly fits my cigars." Yuki giggled as she twirledher cigar in front of her.
Yuki stood and walked across to the closet she had been in previously. Sujithought she heard water running and much quiet rustling. Yuki returned pushinga small stainless steel cart with a tall rod that was head height rising fromthe center. She pushed it behind #1 and stopped. She lifted a large red bagand hung it from a hook on the metal rod
Suji lurched forward and vomited her breakfast into the bowl in her lap.Yuki stood leaned between the slave's legs, smiled at the puddle of precumon the floor of the box, and replaced the plug in the urine tube. She stoodand walked over to Suji. Placing the cigar back in #1's mouth she stroked Suji'shair and comforted her while she vomited. After she was empty, Yuki pickedup the bowl and turned it around to face Suji. She wiped Suji's mouth, andheld the bowl at eye level. Suji only saw "#1" on the bowl and looked confused.
Yuki turned around and placed the bowl on the floor of the box. She thengrabbed #1's collar, removed her cigar from its mouth, pushing it to the floor. "Dinneris served, my pet".
#1 sniffed around the bowl, then quickly began eagerly slurping the vomit.Suji dry heaved for a few minutes and then, through tear drenched eyes, lookedacross the box at Yuki, Suji's eyes begging, tears streaming.
Yuki had pulled her kimono open and was masturbating, her middle finger furiouslyworking her clit while her other hand gently rubbed her labia. Her cigar wasclenched in her teeth and smoke was erupting from her nostrils like a dragon.As she approached orgasm she stood up and stood over the head of #1 finishingthe remains of its dinner and looked at Suji.
She stared through Suji's soul and in a husky voice said, "I would neverhurt a minor, but are eighteen now my love. Look closely….. becauseyou're next."
Suji screamed "Nooooooooo". Yuki reached for the button, pressed and heldit while her other hand continued to work her clit. The slave's head lurchedback, the former contents of Suji's stomach dripping from its chin. It buckedlike a bronco under the continued electrical current. Yuki threw her head backand began the most intense orgasm of her life, squirting her ejaculate on theback of #1's head.
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