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Repercussions of TRI - Tainted	By : Dragoontyjet Category: Digimon > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 2533 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The following story contains and depicts scenes of forced sexual content. Age and viewer restriction is advised. I do not own Digimon and I make no profit.

Chapter List
- 1-Tainted “Light”: A Change in Digi-Destiny
- 2-notice of upcoming sequel
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It's been a little over a year since Kari and the other Digi-destined had saved both worlds; in what she hoped would be their final adventure. For Kari, it had been a very difficult experience. The trauma of her brother’s near death, and her own underlying feelings of guilt over being one of the main reasons that had led to the world almost ending...again; left her frustrated and morose.
She knew, rationally at least, that it wasn’t her fault. That Dark Genai had taken advantage of her feelings for her brother and the trauma and despair of his supposed death , but deep down, her own mind and conscience betrayed her. She knew that both times were her fault, and no matter the comfort and reassurances from the others stating otherwise; the guilt was still there. Both had happened, both brought about by a single common factor...the special relationship she shared with the forces of “Light” and “Darkness”.
That mysterious special connection to the “LIGHT,” ment she was more intune with it, could use it's influence to bolster positive feelings, and even empower herself; if only slightly. And she had. Using it, drawing on it for assistance; those strange powers, had been key several times in helping the others and herself to overcome insurmountable odds and challenges. Always it seemed, when things looked the darkest and most hopeless...when she, and they, had needed it most, it was there; and it changed the tide of their destinies. What most seem to forget or ignore however, is the unpleasant truth about light. The brighter the light, the larger and darker its shadow. That same connection to the LIGHT...the “pure;” meant that she was also just as connected to the “DARK.” The duality of it all, meant that if she wavered, or lost her willpower of fighting spirit, then she became more susceptible to being influenced by the power of the “DARK.” Subsequently, it was this vey duality; that was the reason for the world almost being ended twice.
First Myotismon: and his invasion into the real world to find and murder...HER; the “Eighth DigiDestined.” And now, just over a year ago, her digimon partner Nyaromon had “dark” warp-digivolved. First into Ophanimon, and then into Ordinemon when she absorbed Raguelmon. Her emotional state and mentality, so fragile, had been corrupted. Influenced by some corrupted dark code, she had forced her friends' evolution; and the spiral of events that it had led to: the near destruction of both worlds. Her true feelings about both events fought with her conscious rational mind for months, and the frustration that brought her, had not made the transition back to everyday life easy.
When she was a child and again with the second group of digi-destines as a pre-teen, the world had seemed so bright, and it was easy to jump back into life's routine, after an adventure. Looking back now, there had been many traumatic moments then too, but her naivety of her youth and her childlike innocence had blinded her to it all. Her own near-death at the hands of Myotismon. Wizardmon’s protect and selfless sacrifice of his own life for Gatomons and her own, and the bitter disappointment and sadness she and Gatomon had felt after their brief reunion with his ghost and then his final parting. The deaths and brave sacrifice of the Numemon against Machinedramon to buy the DigiDestined the precious time they had desperately needed. Being forced to kill...permanently deleting the existence of a thinking feeling creature when she and Yolei confronted and defeated LadyDevimon. Other near misses and injuries, too many to remember that the whole group had sustained over the course of the many times they protected the digital world.
Most traumatizing of them all though, was her first experience with the Dark Ocean. The terrifying nights, forced to dream for days on end of the unsettling dimension; the shrouded distorted denizens of its water's depths always lurking just on the edge of her vision within the dreams. That terrifying day, where she finally succumbed to its call and had been taken; without her digivice or partner, into it's distorted world. Being stalked by a group of corrupted false digimon that wanted to enslave her as their mate and force her to have children so that they could bolster their numbers to fight against some god. Even now years later a shudder of revulsion and terror would creep up her spine if her thoughts strayed on its existence for too long, like a nagging itch wanting to be scratched its call always a faint but present reminder just outside her consciousness.
Needless to say, with all the baggage from all those experiences and now her most recent trauma and falling out with her brother Tai, Kari’s last year had left some distinct changes. Sure she was still the somewhat mischievous, playful, whimsical girl she had been going into highschool, but now without her blind hero worship of Tai and the harsh blow of reality that came with their last adventure; she had turned slightly cynical, tossing her childhood naivety aside for a more adult perspective on life and the world around her. Gone was the overly kind, always selfless, too sweet little girl she had carried with her all the way through her adventures with the others in Elementary and Junior High. In its place was a still kind, but more willful, and slightly more selfish and world weary young woman.
Kari knew that she had tried her best to harden her heart a little, as she felt the change was needed without the protection her naivety had afforded her; but some days she felt that maybe, she had let things get to her and changed too much. She definitely acknowledged that the changes had made her meaner, more rough in how she would treat others; but the logical more cynical side of her chalked that to simply growing older and becoming more of an adult. Along with these changes to her personality, came changes to the ways she liked to spend her time as well. Before, she would smile and laugh and want to hang out with the gang, or bothe and try to get Tai to do something with her so they could spend some time together.Now though, it seems like all her free time was devoted to her hobbies, as she didn;t really want to be near Tai for any length of time, and all of the gang seemed to always be busy with things in their own lives; herself included. One thing was definitely for sure, while photography would always be her go to relaxing hobby; her new hobby, and secret guilty pleasure, was putting in one hell of a fight for the title of favorite.
It had evolved during the end term of her freshman year, as a coping method to help deal with all the emotional upheaval that she had one through. Even now, just thinking about it would be enough to bring a coy, sexy smile to her lips. Teasing the male populace in her grade, and; now the one below with her now tantalizing body, had become something that she enjoyed immensely despite how mean it seemed or might sound. A saucy smirk, a coy bashful grin; or better still, an innocent shy doe eyed smile. A slight sexy sway of her hips while she walked by, or a long drawn out stretch of her muscles with a moan of pleasure and comfort; had guys tripping up or making a fool of themselves trying to gain her attention by the dozens. The feeling of pleasure, and secret not so small enjoyment at their minor humiliation and ridicule. The thrill and empowering feeling of confidence from having their attention and infatuation all directed at her. The perverse, and sometimes overwhelming feeling of seual arousal; that came from being stared at with such desire and sexual intentions. All of it. Kari simply couldn’t get enough of the myriad of feelings that her teasing evoked; almost alway being left feeling satisfied but horribly aroused now, with a feeling of almost arrogance in her own self empowerment.
And toying with another was something her old personality would never have done, too shy and kind to even think of teasing in anything more than a friendly way; like what she constantly had done with Davis over his crush on her throughout elementary and junior high. Sure, she was still Interested in trying to start a relationship with Takeru -TK to his friends- but realistically that probably wasn't going to happen. One's first true crush is hard to give up; puppy love they call it, but Kari was now more of a realist. Their cutsie, trusting friendship; bordering on sibling levels of trust, had Kari doubting that she would ever get him to see her romantically. Still, using him as an excuse to blow back any would-be admirers was nice. This new year though had been particularly fun, as Kari’s body had really started to bloom and mould itself into the shape of the woman she was slowly becoming.
Her breasts had gone up a size from B to C and had become fuller, more firm and perky. She had shed the last lingering trace of the cute kiddy fat off her face, finding a more elegant soft beauty hidden underneath. She had grown taller, reaching the 5’9 almost 5’10 mark; and her legs had gotten longer and slightly more curved in her upper thighs leading up to her slim waistline. Her hips had gotten slightly wider and more developed, giving her a decent, almost hourglass curved body shape; while her butt had gained some cushion and rounded out into slightly more firm and defined mounds that seemed to draw male attention as if she had a sign taped over them that read “Please Stare HERE”
All and all, she felt she had one hell of a knockout body. She wasn't some stick slim anorexic looking girl like several other girls that also attended the school, trying to imitate western female models with their perfect hourglass figures and looks. Nor was she ‘overly’ top heavy or willing to doll herself up with more makeup than some kabuki actor; like some of the more preppy and scenester girls who seemed to be willing to party anytime, and always seemed horrny. Kari swore that those girls were willing to fuck anything and anyone, at the drop of a hat; with little care for who knew. That kind of reckless amoral attitude disgusted her, so she tried to interact with them as little as possible. She wasn’t overly fit, and certainly still had some small amount of stomach fat. No, instead she did and tried her best to keep her body toned, being active as best as she could be when not knuckling down to study for her education; her dream of being a teacher still bright and alive.
Her other dream though... a world where digimon and humans were free to interact and coexist together in peace, seemed further away than ever in the wake of their last adventure. Activists still claimed digimon were evil and dangerous and many agreed and wanted the worlds to have nothing to do with one another. The brutal fact was that when something strange and uncontrollable almost destroys the entire world, people who didn’t care before; sit up and take notice. They couldn’t see the friendly, loveable creatures that were her friends; and only saw the possibility for danger they presented, and it broke Kari a little more every time she heard someone saying they should all be destroyed.

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It was the early end of October, and therefore, just staring into the real grind that was the second term of her sophomore year; and Kari was struggling. Coming off summer break with no crazy adventures in the Digimon world was a relief; but the grind of real life was taking its toll. Davis and TK had both transferred away from Odaiba Secondary High before the start of the current school year; both heading to schools more inclined towards their own hopes for their prospective futures. And Yolei was mostly in different class courses than her own, so they rarely overlapped or got to hang out; and their friendship had suffered for it.
To ease some of her frustrations with her classes, and the higher expectations and responsibilities now being expected of her by her parents having turned 16 in late May; Kari had increased the level she was willing to go in her hobby: teasing her male classmates. Before the second term had started back in the beginning of September, and just a month or so after her body went through it's miraculous metamorphosis in looks; Kari had gone and found an outfit near-to matching exactly what she had worn in her tweens...and had taken to wearing it around the school campus instead of the assigned Odaiba school uniform once school was finished for the day. With classes done the mandatory dress code was lifted and so every day after classes were finished, she’d change into what she had dubbed er ‘Tease Outfit’ at least in her own head; and would loiter about in the library area, doing her homework or studying for an hour, before going to the school’s indoor gymnasium or outdoor practice areas. Once there, she would tease and distract the male club members as they attempted to perform their club activities.
The sleeveless, nearly skin tight pale-pink with white stripe halter top that stopped at just past her navel; leaving the rest of her stomach exposed, was a slight change to the full sleeveless peplum top she had worn as a teen. But she felt it was close enough for her as a match, and besides; it was just the right size and length to be ideal for the reason she wanted to wear it. A set of matching, pale-pink skin tight fingerless sleeve gloves that ran the entire length of the forearms and stopped just shy of her elbows; fit her... like a glove really. Finally, a set of tight, body-hugging, sunshine yellow low-rise shorts had replaced the similar; but far more conservative and baggy ones she had worn back in the day. This ensemble of clothes would leave guys stunned and drooling any time she did anything even remotely teasing. With her trusty digital camera hanging from her neck it was like taking a step back into the past, only now she was far more sexy and mature. With her tight clothes and teasing playful sexy attitude, she had nearly every available male her grade and below thinking they should try their luck with her.
There was one other group of items that Kari had in her arsenal of clothes for teasing, but she had not used any of them; partially out of sheer embarrassment at the thought of being seen while wearing them, but also because she was holding them in reserve for a time when she felt more daring or needed the extra edge she was certain they would provide. Her most private, hidden secret weapons as it were. Just thinking about them was enough to make her giddy in an almost perverse anticipation for the day when she would finally bust any one of them out; and see just what kind of new reactions her teasing evoked. If the new freshmen, or her fellow sophomore classmates didn’t blow their load prematurely in their pants when they realized what she had on; then she had somehow failed spectacularly.
In her pursuit to ever increase her teasing, Kari had scoured the shops in the more adult side of Odaiba and Tokyo; and hunted the net, looking for the perfect hidden gems to push her effect over the edge. And she had found several. Hidden in a special area of her room, her secret selection of highly resique, and dare she even say; slightly perverse, underwear was hidden.
A couple tantalizing, peephole bras in varying designs; from plain and simple, to complex and artful. Even one she was pretty sure was for bondage, and not supposed to be worn as a casual thing; all with varying peephole sizes in their cup coverings. They were matched in number by several sheer bras done in fancy designs, the slight transparency in the material giving a brief glimpse at her naked breasts covered within.
Then there were her two knockouts: an ebony fetish style quarter-cup shelf bra, the actual cup portion not as covering as one might believe as due to the pattern the fabric was designed with; the crisscrossing spider web like design of strips of fabric revealed more than they concealed of the cupped portion of her breasts...and left the rest full open and exposed. She had debated for two full months over the purchase of it and her other ‘special’ bra, fighting with herself over the highly perverted and embarrassing nature of both items; but in the end the arousing thought of teasing the males at school with something so highly inappropriate on, won out in the end.
The other bra was a sexy baby pink underwired sports bra; she had bought it through a private clothes maker online; custom-order. She had originally been browsing trying to find a different style to match a very special sexy of her panties that went way beyond simple perverted and far into the line of raunchy debauchery. After stumbling across the digital storefront on a global marketplace website for clothes crafters and other artisans, and making some inquiries; she knew it was the one to match that set for her very special panties. The bra was designed to look like any other underwire sports bra...except that the entire front area of the bra and both the cups for the bra were held on by concealed, completely discreet snap buttons; and could be fully removed turning the entire bra into an open cupped one instead. A modified nursing sports bra -as it was labeled- was more of a fetish bra than one for actual nursing. It came with several different front fabric and cup covers -14 or 15 in total- that were all in different designs or brand labels like ‘nike’ and other sportswear logos. However, the reason she felt that the bra was designed more for fetish over utility was because a little over half of labeled covers were labeled with derogatory names and titles associated with women. Things like: “Slut”, “Female Pig”, and “Fuck Toy”; along with several other demeaning designs and phrases. These were intended to be playful additions, per the product description; that could be torn off the bra by her male partner if he felt she didn’t like her new title, exposing her breasts as a result; or replaced, so that whoever was wearing it was forced to walk around labeled as such. Highly embarrassing, but equally as arousing; Kari had modeled all of the different cup covers in a mirror at one point.
Alongside those there were her assortment of risque -bordering on perverted- panties. Several thin string thongs, their fabric covering just enough that she could get away with wearing them without too much judgment if someone managed to get a peak. A tiny, not quite string-thin G-string, and a semi transparent sheer style C-string matching one of the sheer bras in design and color were some of the more tame of her collection of underwear. Bolder, she had a mature black, sheer style garter panty set with matching foot stockings that were designed beautifully with a blooming vine of flowers running up them in a loose spiral upwards all around the length until they reached the edge of the stockings.
And then there were her favorites; the truly perverse ones she knew would get most attention if they ever got to see the light of day. A skimpy, ebony coloured, sequined butterfly shaped, open crotch thong; with edges that wrapped around the outside of her pussy lips just close and tight enough against the skin around them, that they forced them to look more pronounced as the edges enframed them perfectly that matched with her special shelf bra in color and style.
Equally arousing, was a 12 pack of reusable adhesive panties she had found; sized and designed to just barely cover over her entire pussy and it's lips. Of the twelve pairs two she had custom designed as baby pink bedazzled replicas of her crest of light. The others looked like small seal tags, and stated vular and perverted things like” Virgin Pusssy! Unseal to Fuck!” and “Do not Open until 16+,” along with other more derogatory statements like “Soon to be cum-slut. All Cocks Welcome!”
Finally, she had her most special pair, the ones that after she found them; she had hunted high and low, and finally had custom ordered her special bra to match for. Baby pink with a beautiful floral pattern in tanga style. Risque but innocent enough at first glance, they lulled their intended target into a false sense of security, tricking them into thinking they were just another set of nice tana style pasnties. But no, behind their innocent venier; they hid a really perverse secret. First at the top of the front of the fabric, two pinhole snap buttons held the front of them attached to the top of the waistband. If pulled hard enough, they would come apart with a satisfying *snap* exposing the hidden pussy they sheltered beneath their fabric. Second, and the reason they were her most perverted pair, were the additional functions they provided. Attached to the area aligned over where her ass would sit, was a small plastic circular docking area. Into it, a detachable 4 inch wireless anal vibrator could be snapped into place so that once pulled on and worn; it would insert itself up into her ass. A coin vibrator as large as an average quarter was sewn into a discreet section on the back of the crotches fabric and sat directly over and pressed against where her clit was when they were pulled on. Finally, there was a large wireless egg vibrator connected to the waistline of the panties by an unbreakable 1.1mm micro-thin, near-invisible string. The egg vibrator was designed to be inserted, shoved deep inside the wearer’s pussy discreetly and worn undetected, but still easily retrieved by simply pulling them off; as the string connected will tug out the vibrator on it's own. All of the items were wirelessly charging and so the panty set had come with a special charging box. Once out of power, the set of panties and it's accessories all would go inside to recharge. Supposedly the vibrators could all last 32 hours on a single charge, but she’s never tested that. The varying level and programmed random pulses of the vibrations they each produced after she had set their level using the phone app connected to them, had left her weak from her cumming all over herself within 2 hours of wearing them for the first time.
...Ok so maybe she was more of a pervert than she might be willing to admit.

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Sitting in a chair at a table, her textbooks and loose sheet papers spread about her, Kari had been in the middle of finishing her assignments for the day when her mind had wandered on to her favorite hobby and of course from there, to thoughts on her highly questionable collection of secret clothing. Face flushed in sexual arousal, gentle low moans of pleasure escaping her lips at the memory and thought of her special collection; she had begun touching herself, groping and playing with her body through her clothes subconsciously, while thinking about her perverted desire to wear even just one of those favorite pieces to school. Just the thought, knowing how exposed she'd be in some fashion or another in front of all those growing young men, had made her wet beyond belief and weak in her knees with desire.
Coming to the realization of what she's doing with a sharp sucked in hiss, Kari quickly stopped, yanking her hands away from her clothes and leaning forward in her chair with a start. Looking around in aroused embarrassment, discreetly she glanced about, searching for anyone who might have seen her from her place at one of the center tables in the very public area within the school's library building. Breathing a sigh of relief having spotted no one else within her immediate surroundings, she mentally scolded herself for indecent and perverted behaviour. She had come in, initially to work on her upcoming class assignment for calculus, but her mind had wandered from the topic and led to the very embarrassing ordeal just now.
Get it together Kari! She mentally berated herself as she did her best to straighten out her clothes and look busy with her books, trying to make it seem as though she had not just been touching herself only seconds ago. This is so not the place for wandering hands! I can’t believe I just did that, and out in the open in our school library of all places! I know several of the more smarter athletic guys come here fairly often, along with the more cliched ‘nerdy’ guys who are in every day studying or working on some project. What the hell were you thinking Kari Kamiya! Masterbating and playing with yourself here in the open for anyone to see. So Embarrassing! Thank god no one was around to see me.
Sighing in a strange mix of relief… and slight disappointment that no one had seen her touching herself, Kari decided to pack her books away and leave school for the day, forgoing her usual teasing -just for today- too embarased and aroused by her public masturabation to even think of attempting to tease any of the guys. Especially with how excited she already was, and how the signs of her previous enjoyment had such a clear indicator as shown by the damp patch on the pair of shorts she was currently wearing; her wet panties having started to soak through the crotch’s fabric.
I’ll get changed, back into my school uniform...and probably have to go commando too… With a groan and silently muttered curse Kari violently shoved one of her books into her bag with a scowl. No one should know that as long as I keep my skirt held down and don't draw attention to the fact. Man this is so embarrassing! ...A pause in her thoughts. Although, the thrill of possibly being seen...No! Bad Kari! Stop thinking things like that, especially right now. Save those kinds of thoughts for after we get back home.
As she packed up, her mind replaying her thoughts and previous arguments in regards to the reason she was just touching herself, Kari warred with the idea bouncing about her head.
It's so perverted though... I'm so embarrassed about what just happened now! So,why am I even thinking about walking around an entire day with myself practically naked and exposed under my clothes!? A lot of the ways I tease the guys put emphasis on those areas -especially stretching while wearing my tight clothes- Do I really want to risk someone finding out about me wearing that kind of thing? I’d be labeled some cheap whore or slut or something and my life here at school would be over and ruined… Shaking her head, she angrily tried to drown out her hormone fueled thoughts with logical purpose. I'm here to graduate and move on to college so I can be a teacher! I shouldn’t be even thinking about this! Risking that dream for something as superfluous as being aroused and a thrill. A stupid chance to tease the guys in a way they’ll never know about…
Kari slowed in her packing, a book held aloft partially put within her bag; her mind racing with that thought. Feeling her arousal spike at the mere thought of wearing something like that, knowing that all the guys would be staring at her completely unaware of the embarrassing and perverted choice of underwear she was sporting just for them underneath her clothes. The thought of what any one of them might be pushed too if they figured out how much, or in this case how little she was really wearing underneath. Her imagination running wild now with thoughts of her clothes being pulled off, exposing her in front of a faceless males as while several others watched and approached, reaching to grab and touch her exposed body; set her mind on fire with desire. Kari bit her lip trying to ward off the pleasure. The thoughts wouldn’t leave her though and still standing frozen in the library Kari’s mind came to a decision.
“I’ll do it.” She whispered to herself and the empty table she was standing at, declaring her decision aloud to the empty library; a perverted grin blossoming over face as her mind finally agreed that it might just be worth all the risks for the sheer thrill she would feel from doing it.
Realizing the kind of face she was making, she quickly wiped it away; replacing it with a more energetic happy smile. Now all she needs to do is decide which combination of her special collection she’s going to wear, and what day she wants to do it on. As she went to grab the last item she needed to still pack up, her scheduler; she stopped, before suddenly reaching to snatch it from its resting place on the table. Flipping it open she quickly began skimming through it, checking her schedule for the rest of this week; and all of the upcoming next week's scheduled classes. After a quick review in her head of which clubs were supposed to be holding activities on which days, she narrowed her choices down, until with a triumphant “Ah Ha!” she jabbed her finger down landing on the next Friday: when she had Physical Education scheduled as her final class for the day.
Already picturing it in her mind, Kari's imagination sparked as she began planning exactly how it would all play out. First, all through track; I’ll wear my gym uniform from last year. It will be extremely tight on me as it's now a size too small all around thanks to the changes my body has been through since last year. Then after class is over I’ll take a long sensual shower, helping to pass the time while waiting for the clubs that usually use the gym after school to arrive.
She knew it usually took three to four hours for most of the club members to finish their extra studies and start club activities on Friday, and that some club practices tended to run late -eight sometimes even nine o’clock in the evening- before they finally finished and packed it in.
I’ll come out still damp, wearing my usual tease attire; but this time I'll be wearin my secret special weapons underneath it. Then, I’ll do the usual thing, approach any of the guys hanging around in the gym and do what I do best. Only this time I’ll take it a step further. After some nice stretches and small talk about my LONG, HOT shower; I’ll pretend to realize that I'm still damp, and casually get out my towel. Then right there, with a teasing innocent smile, I’ll start toweling off right in front of them; starting with my arms and hair. Once I've sensually rubbed those dry, I’ll lift up and pull my top stretching it up and off just enough while I towel off my stomach that if any of them have the right angle I’ll practically be flashing whoever can see my breast, letting them catch a tantalizing glimpse of whichever bra I decide to go with. Then, before any of them are able to comprehend what's just happened, I’ll pull it back down before sexily telling them “Oops, I didn’t mean to pull my top up and out like that.” Then I’ll make a retreat back towards the girls area. Casually turning back I’ll smile coyly at them and mention that “I’ll be back out quickly boys! Just need to go back into the locker area to towel down the rest of myself more thoroughly; as I’m just still so WET. I'll be a few minutes before I can join you again, so wait patiently for me please.” Then I’ll turn back around and with as much of a sexy sway as I can put into it, I’ll continue towards the locker area trying to get my butt to jiggle about with my swaying hips as much as it's able to in my tight shorts. Once I get to the door I'll sensually lean on and try rubbing up against it while looking at them with a sensual smirk before I push it open and slip back inside. It will be perfect!
Quickly circling the date and making a note within, she snapped her planner shut and stuffed it into her bag before standing up. Swinging her school bag over her shoulder, Kari checked one last time, looking about the library discreetly; and after seeing no one, headed towards the building exit as quickly as she could.
Little did she know, when she had first looked up after realizing she was touching herself, looking around before deciding that no one was around to see her; she had in fact had a silent watcher. A fellow sophomore year male student, with vivid green eyes and light white-gold hair hidden beneath a black bucket hat, had seen the entire thing. His face, sporting some minor bruising in the final stage healing near his right eye, and a recently healed lip; was set in a highly perverted grin as he watched. He stood, completely still and silent amongst the bookshelves; his phone out and aimed through a gap in the books on the shelf at her retreating figure as she left the library.

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Toko could only stare dumbfounded at the sight. No sight wasn’t descriptive enough, he thought as he continued to stare through a large gap in the library’s bookshelf, the book he had just pulled loosely held in his left hand. Hidden and with wide eyed disbelief, he stood and watched as the school’s bigest tease: Ice Queen: Kari -fucking- Kamiya; put on a ‘show’ as she slowly played with her breasts, her one hand groping and rubbing the boob in it's grasp, her fingers pincching and rolling the area where her nipples should be through her shirt; while moaning low and sexily, eyes closed in pleasure. Her other hand, under the table and out of view but also moving around, left little chance to guess as to what it was doing out of sight.
Quickly shoving the book onto the shelf randomly on top of some of the others, he quickly reached into his pocket and whipped out his cell phone. Getting a good angle through the gap, he quickly snapped off several photos of her playing with herself. Then, he got the image on it's screen positioned and showing fully in frame and switched the mode to video camera. Recording the scene from the initial view he quickly adjusted the recording, zooming it's magnification in as close as he could while keeping her mostly in the shot. Feeling his own pants getting horribly tight as his own arousal made itself known, he gulped; but dared not stop recording, his eyes locked on Kari’s body as she slowly started to get more into it.
Without opening her eyes, she slipped the hand groping herself under her tight pink with a white stripe halter top, it's fondling and groping on her breast becoming more pronounced against the outside of it's fabric from underneath. It’s material stretched, pulled higher up on her body slightly, exposing more of her stomach; almost high enough on her to expose the very bottom of her breasts. Gently, she leaned further back and away from the library table she was seated at; pressing further into the backrest of her chair, freeing a partial view of her lower hand as it caressed and rubbed her pussy through her shorts.
Sucking in a breath with a wheeze, Toko could not believe the luck he was having; stumbling on such an incredibly arousing scene. And it was being done by Kari Kamiya of all people. Every guy in the grade since the end of her freshman year has been after her attention. But all she is is just a fucking shitty tease, she’s never serious with her flirting and advances, he lamented to himself in frustration, eyes still glued to his phone’s screen; capturing her performance despite his mind trying to shift his focus elsewhere with throughs of his own frustration at her teasing nature.
Suddenly Kamiya’s eyes shot open, and her hands, like lightning; pulled away from her own body with a look of shocked embarrassment and anxiousness. Toko watched hidden, not daring to even breathe; as she seemed to scan around herself, probably looking to see if she could pinpoint anyone who might have seen her. Watching, her body seemed to relax as she let out a sigh or relief. Standing up from her seat, she began packing up; stuffing books and items away. Not moving an inch and happily letting her believe she was alone in this area of the library, he continued to watch.
After putting several items away into her bag Kari seemed to pause mid action, and then bit her lower lip sexily, eyes closing slightly, a look of slight arousal flashing briefly over her expression. Silently she stood there, unmoving for several seconds, before she spoke; saying...something. Her words were too quiet for him to hear at the distance he was hidden. Whatever was said, left her with a look Toko never thought he would ever see on her face. An expression of perverted glee was portrayed as clear as day on her beautiful face; before it was quickly replaced by an overly cheerful happy smile.
A mask. That's what that smile is. A way for her to hide her real thoughts. I wonder if she does that alot, and how many other faces she hides her true emotions and feelings behind? Shaking his head slightly to chase that weird line of thoughts off, he continued to stare as she resumed stuffing her personal effects back into her bag.
She got all but the last item in when once again she stopped, before suddenly reaching out and grabbing the last item off the table, and bringing to closer to herself flippin it open in the process. Staring at it in concentration for a few minutes, flipping pages back and forth; she stood there looking within whatever it was, before shouting out an “ah ha!” and stabbing her finger down into one of it's pages. Quickly, she grabbed a pen and circled something, before writing a small note inside; and then closed it with a -snap-
Watching her stuff it inside, and swing her bag up and onto her shoulders; he shuffled to the left and followed with his phone, as she turned and quickly headed towards the exit to the library building. Watching her exit out of the doors, and then as they swung shut behind her retreating figure; Toko sucked in several deep breaths and fumbled with his phone, tapping it's screen to stop the recording.
Holy shit. Did I just witness Kari Kamiya, the worst fucking tease in this entire school; masturbating and touching herself while alone in the school library, out in the open, for anyone to see? Staring down at the phone and the small thumbnail of Kari, eyes shut, mouth set in a pouty close lipped expression of contentment with one hand frozen in time groping her breast and the other shown stuffed down in front of her lower body obscured by the table in the shot. The digital indicator beside it showing the video’s length of 7 minutes and some odd seconds, proved quite handily that yes; that did really just happen.
Feeling his cock uncomfortably tight in his pants caused Toko to wince, and then reach down and try tugging at them, hoping to shift it around enough so it was not being constrained so tightly against the front of them anymore. Shoving his phone away he grabbed the book from where he had randomly shoved it on top of the others and held it for a moment before he slotted it back into its place on the shelf.
Fuck! I really should study today. I'm already close to failing Chem and Civics...and the rents are always on my case about it and my apparent attitude and tendency to let my fists rather than words do my talking. But… but that was Kamiya. Kari ‘Fucking’ Kamiya! And she was just- and I have a video of it all! Banging his fist gently against the bookshelves’ divider, Toko closed his eyes in resignation, not overly disappointed that he was making the decision he was. Fuck it, it seems you lose out once again to the male instinct education. Studying or jacking off to one of the schools hottest girls playing with herself in public ...real tough choice. He thought sarcastically to himself as he turned and exited the area of bookshelves he had been standing among, heading for the exit to the library, with more pleasant things now on his mind than would be if he decided to stay and study.
Laughing quietly to himself at his own thoughts, he shook his head as he quickly walked from behind the shelf full of books and made for the library’s exit. What blue-blooded male would ever choose to remain and stare at dusty boring books when he has another option, especially one like this one? You’d have to be mental or gay to decide to stay and study. Nope, none for me thanks. My evening is about to be spent in front of my newly ‘appropriated’ 40 inch HDTV; masturbating to my new video of one of the sexiest girls in school playing with herself while sexily moaning. With that decision made, Toko exited the library, slamming a kick into it's exit door to open them as he dashed away; heading off the school campus and towards home like a bat out of hell, eager to thoroughly review his new video footage in minute and rigorous detail.

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A week passed, and Toko had been trying to covertly monitor Kari from a distance to see if she had any plan for a repeat performance like the one he managed to stumble upon the week prior; without her realizing. Sadly it didn't seem likely to occur, as Kari was doing nothing outside of her usual level of outrageous teasing; though Toko did note that as the days got progressively closer to Friday, the more Kari seemed to slowly ratchet up the level of her teasing of the male grade populous more and more. Several times he swore that he saw her adopt a perverted grin of anticipation, and squeeze her thighs together, rubbing them together gently by moving her legs in a cute awkward dance when she thought no was looking; but he couldn’t be sure.
A side effect of his hyper-attention to all of her actions that he hadn’t accounted for, was the complete sexual frustration he was experiencing while watching the ridiculous levels she had been going to in her teasing of the entirety of the males of the school. Not even his new pride and joy -the film he secretly took of her touching and playing with herself- was doing anything to truly ease the tension he was feeling. It was slowly driving him insane and into a frustrated rage, the feeling of sexual frustrations and tension seemed never ending; constantly produced wherever she went and with every guy she set her sights on to tease.
Despite his best efforts to maintain himself, he had found himself getting into several petty school yard fights; and his moody, frustrated temperament; wound even tighter from the reaming he’d gotten from the school and his own parents over the issue.
Hoisted by the front of his shift collar, his father’s enraged face screaming angrily into his own, spittle hitting his cheek.“We don’t need another waste son like your fucking brother! Pissing away all your potential, acting like a god damned delinquent and trying to be tough! The grown up world doesn’t work like that. It’s time to stop your stupid foolish little kid behaviour and start acting like a fucking adult! If you want to continue with this useless nonsense as a grown man, it won’t be under our fucking roof; and you wont get any help from us if you don’t turn yourself around! Grow the fuck up!”
His mother’s overly condescending addition to his fathers biting remarks, her face set sternly as she glared down at him in disappointment. “What the hell is wrong with you!? You're acting like a spoiled child instead of the grown man you nearly are Toko! All your foolish fighting and bad attitude needs to stop! You’ll have no future if you keep this up! How are you going to get a career and make a living if you fail to graduate...if you even can graduate! I mean jesus, you’re close to failing several of your classes and you’re towing the line with the disciplinary side of things too. If you don’t turn your attitude and grades around, then you can forget about remaining under our family's roof! We won’t support another lazy, useless, degenerate like your older brother! If you don’t make a positive change then you can find your own way without any help from either of us once you're finished with school like your father said! Grow the hell up and stop ruining your future!”
The school had threatened suspension, and his parents had torn into him, throwing all his faults into his face as he sat there taking it all silently; while mentally seething in rage at them over their expectations and the future they had planned for him, trying to dictate exactly how he should live.
And his brother...
So what if his older brother had chosen to do something other than what they had planned for him. He had graduated from school as was expected of him, but decided he didn’t want to be a part of whatever pre-planned future their parents had decided they wanted for him; and so he left, fleeing their preconceived ideas and attempts to dictate his future, carving his own path. Their parents had been furious and had partially disowned him over the matter, having been embarrassed when all their plans for him had been thrown back in their faces.
Toko scoffed, understanding exactly what his brother must have felt in regards to their parents' overly controlling attitude and preconceived notions. With the “failure” of their first born, his parents had been even harder on him, always comparing him to his older brother, outlining all his brothers fults and directly comparing the two. He was sick of it. Besides, his brother despite what their parents cared to admit had managed to do well in making a living for himself despite the lack of support and condensation from their parents. Now he was a member of one of the larger Yakuza families, making tons of money and living life to the fullest. Hell, he’d join his brother in a heartbeat over whatever “proper” plan his parents had laid for him as his future. Toko smirked to himself. Yes his brother had well and truly discarded any plans their parents had set out for himself and despite it all had come out on top.

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Without meaning to, his violent and enraged temperament had worried his two best friends enough that they decided to corner him after one of the classes just before lunch break on Thursday to get to the bottom of what was causing him to be so wound up and temperamental.
“Yo, Toko! Hold up man!”
Turning at the sound of his name being called Toko saw two other students: a male with dark red, slicked back hair and ocean blue eyes, and the other; a stockier, slightly shorter male, with a black bowl cut and dark grey eyes. He stopped and waited for them to approach, both coming to a stop beside him, before the red haired one looped his arm over Toko’s shoulder.
“So, who or what, has shit in your cereal everyday to have you in such a mood? I mean, damn dude.” His playful semi-serious attitude got a twitch of a smile and small huff from Toko as his friend continued. “I saw how close you were to decking our teacher when he singled you out in class today.”
Staring at his friend’s expression, one portraying a playful, slightly downtrodden look, eyes full of false worry -though not as false as he may be making it seem- Toko remained quiet waiting for his friend to finish.
“I mean, I know we’re delinquents, but doing something like that is a one stop ticket to being expelled.” A false shuder of horror, as though the thought was terrifying to him; but the knowing grin on his face said it all. Toko snorted in mirth, knowing they all could care less about this school and it's education.
Giving Toko a small shake and slap to the back in encouragement, “So lets just chill out, and you tell your best buddy Yakato what has had you so fucking frustrated, that I’m actually worrying that you’ll do something stupid enough to be forced out of school. Spill man.”
Growling in irritation at the reminder, Toko jerked away, out from under the arm of his friend none too gently, and growled; almost snarling out a single word, that right then describes his problem as best as he possibly could. “KAMIYA!”
Looking at each other for a moment in concern, Yakato and Toko’s other best friend Ogata passed a look of unease between themselves at the tone that their friend just growled that name out in. The last time they heard him use a tone like that, he had permanently put another kid into the hospital for life; after they had made one too many remarks about Toko’s older brother and his chosen profession.
“Woah! Chill man. Breathe.” Yakato said, waving his arms out in front of himself as non-threatening as possible. “Now what,” he paused to stare incredulously at his friend in confusion, “has Kari Kamiya: resident babe and Ice Queen of our grand Obiada High; done that's so bad that it's got you in this kind of temperament? As far as I was aware you weren’t even aiming to get with her, as you know she’ll never give any of us the time of day. So what has she done that's got you so pissed off?”
Glowering at his two friends, Toko released a laboured ragged sigh, and grabbed his own hair in frustration, reaching under his bucket hat so he could get a fistful.
“Have either of you noticed anything...different this week?”
Getting looks of confusion Toko continued quickly, “with the way she usually acts I mean? I know that usually, we wouldn’t really pay any attention to her besides to laugh at whatever poor hopeless smuck she decided to target and humiliate for the week; but she's been different this week.”
Licking his lips in hesitation, Toko quickly glanced around and seeing that no one seemed to be around besides themselves, cautiously continued. “Last week, after school was done, on Wednesday, I headed to the Library to try and actually get some studying done as I’m close to flunking Chem, and Civics... My parents are already on my ass enough as it is without needing to add more shit for them to bitch to me about. I had just grabbed a copy of the master reference guide for Chem off a shelf in the library when I caught a glimpse through the empty slot on the shelf of Kamiya; sitting in the middle of the library,” pausing to exhale again, Toko pressed on seeing as he had both his friends' undivided attention.
“Now usually I would care less, but it was what she was doing that drew my attention.” Swallowing heavily he continued. “Kamiya, as out in the open as possible… was sitting in the centre of the library as she fondled and touched herself, one hand groping and playing with her breast, the other stuffed down in front of her crotch and hidden under the table.” he finished.
Eyeing the looks of disbelief on his two friend’s faces; he growled at them frustrated, causing them to back up slightly, hands raised in a non-threatening manner. “I figured you wouldn’t believe me. Perfect little honor student, Kari Kamiya; doing something that was both demeaning...and sexual, in public?” Toko scoffed knowing the absurdity of that sentence before shaking his head and pressing onward.
“I didn’t believe it either. I know she’s a fucking tease, but she always come of as this pure, innocent but playful, beautiful girl, who had probably never masturbated, let alone though of fucking another human at least until they were married and together. But no, there she was right there, center of the near empty library; eyes closed, letting out low sexy moans of pleasure as she groped herself though her clothes.”
Looking about again to see if anyone had gotten near them while he was talking and seeing they were all still alone, Toko resumed his tale. “See the thing is, you all know I’m not one to pass up such a golden opportunity. As quickly but silently as possible, I had my phone out. I snapped several photos of her, before switching it to video; and got recording. I watched as she got more and more into it. At one point her hand went from outside of the clothes to sliding up under her shirt, and then when she leaned further back into the chair she was sitting on; it gave me a partial view of her rubbing and pinching her clit and pussy through her shorts.”
“No way! Are you serious!?” “You’re just fucking with us now man, that can’t actually have happened.”
Hearing his two friends mutter exclamations of their disbelief, Toko let out another frustrated sigh at their disbelief.
“The video’s just over seven minutes long, and roughly four almost five minutes of that; is of her act of public masterbation. The other 2 minutes and change was because I couldn’t move or leave until she herself had left. Thankfully she hightailed it out of there shortly after she stopped herself, probably when her mind caught up to the fact that she was in public, at school, in the library; when she decided she was going to play with herself.” Seeing he still had their undivided attention he pressed on. “She did something near the end of the video as she was stuffing all her things into her bag and getting ready to leave. Opened some kind book...a planner or something, flipping through it before shouting and stabbing her finger down on something in its pages. She circled something and made a small note before stowing it away and practically fleeing out from the library.”
Silence met the end of his explanation and when he turned, Toko saw the looks of pure shock and perverse arousal etched on both of his friends faces. Slapping them both upside the head gently, he brought them back to the present.
“Focus. Now you asked what's had me so jacked up? All week, with a break brought about by the end of last week's school week; I’ve been secretly watching, trying to keep tabs on her whenever I'm free...especially after classes and during break. Thought maybe I might get an encore of her little public show from last Wednesday, but no dice. Instead, I’ve watched as day after day, with increasing levels of excitement; Kamiya has increased the level and frequency of her teasing of the student population in our year and among the freshman.”
Toko paused, drawing in a long deep breath trying to get control of himself as he felt his frustration bubbling again. It was harder now that he was venting and though he tried, he felt his control sliping. Giving up on remaining in calm control, Toko managed to force himself to remain in a quiet tone and volume; instead of the screaming belligerent roar he wanted to be shouting in.
“All week my attention has been focused on watching Kamiya and so I’ve been on edge and I’ve been hyper aware of all her teasing. Holding up a hand he continued, ticking off each point he was making it. “Ghost touching herself, coyly sending very sexual looks and body language that turn out to be false or mixed signals. Doing things that are far more deliberate and noticeable than her usual playful but innocent modus-operandi: Things like sensually licking her lips while eating a cream filled donut. Faking a blowjob with a banana as she was eating it at lunch last friday. Bending over and stretching provocatively in that tight sexy outfit she decided to start rocking at the start of the year, creating camel toes and spreading herself in ways so you can see a clear outline of her chest and pussy against her clothes. Getting into sexual positions while looking hungrily,and with a pronounced desire; at whatever guy she's trying to get a rise out of.”
Hearing himself getting progressively more and more agitated talking about it all, as it brought out yet another flash of arousal in himself, Toko let out a loud bellow or rage and turned slamming his fist into the nearest locker door, denting it inwards and damaging it noticeably. “FUCK!” he screamed, pulling his now bruising hand out of the dent in the locker and realizing he had madea scene; motioned to the other to follow, as turned and left, rushing out the nearest exit of the school and storming off the campus grounds; Yakato and Ogata hot on his heels.
Following their enraged friend both Ogata and Yakato shared a quiet conversation while trying to keep up with Toko’s angry strides as he made a bee-line for somewhere.
“Geese. What the actual fuck man. This is just too much. And his story... You know I’d love to believe that, but this Kamiya he’s talking about. She’s so pure that she makes snow look grey.” Ogata stated as he and Yakato dodged out of the way of some junior high kiddies who had fled out of the way of their friend as he angrily moved...somewhere. Shaking his head, Ogata tried to focus on following Toko as he made his way down the street; already a block away from the school campus now.
Yakato, pensive, slowly shook his head in disagreement. “I believe him.” He said, getting a look of absolute incredulous disbelief from Ogata who turned to stare at his other friend.
“Hear me out. We both know Toko. He’s chill. Most of the time almost apathetic unless someone riles him. Sure, when we were younger he was a liar like no one's business and had a hairpin temper; but he grew out of most of that...mostly. There are still things that’ll set him off, but he practices meditation now; and we both know how his mind works. Almost as if he can imitate Sherlock Holmes -how he’s portrayed in the stories- or other brilliant mentalists. Hundreds of thoughts and plans formed and discarded in seconds as he takes in variables and other data about whatever is going on. He’s pulled us out enough tight spots doing it that we know he's capable of some pretty crazy shit upstairs when he really tries.”
Pointing at their retreating friends back, Yakato continued a serious look on his face staring directly at Ogata. “I have never seen him like this. The closest was back in the first year of junior high, when he put that kid into a wheelchair for life after beating him near death. And that didn’t happen all at once. It was a slow build up. After weeks of him ragging on Toko, he started to insult Omajo; talking about how he was such a disgrace for joining the Yakuza, and how he would have killed himself if that was his brother when Toko finally snapped. For him to be like that now, he must really be upset. And if he's been as hyper focused on Kamiya as he said he's been, with his mentality and the way his mind works….” Shaking his head and giving a helpless shrug, Yakato left his sentence unfinished, the last words not really needing to be said.
In silence they continued to follow, watching their friend from a safe distance from behind, until he veered off; stormin into the little parked area a couple blocks away from the school campus before coming to stop on one of it's hills breathing heavily. Seeing him stop, both of them continued and only slowed as they began to approach him.
Standing on the hill in the small park area, not really caring for his surroundings; Toko finally let loose with a roar of frustration. Screaming, shouting out every explicit word he knew, he bellowed into the still air of the park area; venting all the rage that had built from his observations and the tension and sexual frustration he had experienced all week thanks to Kari Kamiya. After a full five minutes of non stop swearing and venting Toko finally felt himself begin to calm. Looking at the still and silent forms of Yakato and Ogata as they stood watching him from a safe distance, he let out a long overdrawn sigh and then settled; sitting on the grass and motioned for them to join him. Still wary they both approached and sat joining him as he stared silently out into the empty expanse of park.
“She’s been a nightmare. An arousing, sexualy frustrating nightmare; and I've been so strung up with sexual tension and unquenched arousal that nothing seems to get it out of my system.”
Sighing heavily, Toko continued. “That video I took, that would usually be a holy grail. Something sacred, to be shared amongst us and maybe with a little time, or more of the similar; something we could use. But watching it now, only ever leaves me more frustrated; as It's Kamiya doing it in the video, just like it's her that's done all the other teasing all week.” Staring blankly at them, almost unfocused; he continued lost in thought as he recalled everything she’d done all week and tried to put a number to it.
“Hundreds closing in on a full thousand actions that she’s taken to tease and draw sexual tension and seual frustration from everyone and their father. Other things, in escalating amounts; all week, leading up to now.” Laughing ruefully, Toko shook his head at his own foolishness as he continued.
“I didn’t realize though, that my own hyper-aware focus on her would have such a negative and detrimental effect on myself. All week, I’ve seen every act she could possibly think to do to tease and rile our male hormones into a frenzy. And all week I’ve been subject to them all -because I’m a male- and not immune to the hot, sexy as all fuck girl; whos parading around trying to get a rise of out every male her eye lock onto.” Slamming a hand on the ground in frustration, his other hand reaching up to once again grab a handful of his hair tightly, pulling at it roughly as he stares out into the empty park.
“Fuck, I’m pretty sure that she’s gone all of today without a bra on as far as I can tell. And it's been like this all week!” Clenching tighter at his hair and pulling on it in frustration, Toko snarled silently before relaxing again. “I think I finally caught a break this morning when I was discreetly watching her at her locker. I heard her mutter that tomorrow is the day of her big master plan. No idea what she’s planning on doing, but I’m at the end of my rope as it is with everything she's already been doing this week; and I’m sure that if I keep my focus on her tomorrow I’ll snap from all the pent up emotion she's been causing.”
Toko’s eyes snapping back into focus with such intensity that both Yakato and Ogata moked to take an involuntary step back in hesitation as his eyes focused intensely on their own.
“But if I stop now, then what has this week and all the emotional upheaval, and frustration, and time spent observing her; what’s it all been for!?” Shaking his head violently, Toko let go of his hair and flopped backwards onto the top of the hill and lay there staring up into the sky.
Laying in silence, Toko employed his breathing exercise to calm his frustration in regards to it all. Calmed once again Toko sighed heavily, blowing his breath out as if expelling all that was negative within himself. Addressing the other again, Toko sneered in disgust as he continued.
“The worst part of this whole ordeal has been seeing the real Kamiya. The one that hides beneath that veneer of innocence and playfulness.” Startled, Ogata and Yakato both looked at one another in confusion. Before they could ask Toko what he ment however, he was already continuing. “I’ve watched as she set up guy after guy to be humiliated and then ridiculed, with that innocent smile plastered on her face...until she thought she was alone. Then suddenly it's false pretense was stripped away, replaced by a sadistic, gleeful, power tripping haughty bitch who laughed, and took euphoric pleasure in their humiliation. To make matters even more disgusting it seemed like she almost got off sexually on it all. Her sweet innocent mask fell away revealing the disgusting creature that lay hidden behind it's facade, one that laughed with gleeful spite as she tormented and humiliated others.”
Sitting up, Toko gently massaged his temples; a deep frown etched on his face. An ebbing in his feelings of frustration and tension had left him both mentally and physically exhausted for the first time in a while. Staring off into the distance with a 1000 yard stare, Toko sat there quietly for a moment before he picked back up with his explanation.
“You know her go-to excuse? That she likes that kid named Takeru or TK or whatever Motomiya used to call him? Yeah, she considers it puppy love -doesn't think she’ll ever land him- but uses him as the perfect excuse to blow off all her would be suitors… laughing behind their backs as she humiliates guy after guy after they work up the courage to try and approach her; hoping that she might actually be interested in them with all the signals their receiving. Two of the guys last year were so devastated with her rejections that one off-ed himself over summer, and the other transferred out.”
Shaking his head in disgust, Toko continued. “Motomiya is also gone this year. Heard Kamiya was told that it was so he could focus on his studies and attend a school more focused towards the career path he had in mind. But I spoke to Motomiya last summer. He said he plans to open a noodle restaurant; so all he really needs to know is business, and some minor accounting along with a good head for civics. Obiada is one of the top schools in Tokyo prefecture, but he skipped out on the chance to attend; and did so without an in-person goodbye to his longtime crush and childhood friend? I think the signs point to a different reason for him getting out of here.”
Falling backwards again Toko sprawled out so he was laying on his back, completely spread eagle and staring up into the sky. “Fuck it, today was a total wash. I’m done. I’ll be skipping the rest of today. Probably head home and stew in my own thoughts for a while. Hopefully by not staying the rest of the day I can get Kamiya out of my mind.”
Kicking up back to his feet he shoved his hands in his pockets and slouched, turning to leave Yakato and Ogata.
“I’ll email you the video I took, so you can watch it for yourselves and see I’m telling the truth; about everything.” Holding up a hand to stop them as they started to protest, he bit out harder than he wanted to in frustration.
“Don't! If this was reversed, I wouldn’t believe a word of it until I saw some hard evidence. Then I’d probably sock you one in the mouth for not sharing sooner, so I could have been right there with you; hoping for another free show. Later.”
Stomping off, Toko left both Yakto and Ogata in pensive silence as he casually walked off towards home, hoping that a free afternoon; Kamiya free, would help ease all the conflicting and annoying feelings fighting inside himself.

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The bell rang loudly, declaring an end to the final classes for the week as the class of 10-A finished their last activities on the set up track and field stations scattered about the gym, the PE teacher blowing his whistle loudly before getting them all to stop as he began addressing his class.
“Perform your cool downs and then get changed and head home. Next week's class we will be continuing with our track and field curriculum.” Hearing the instruction, most of the class let out an excited whoop of happiness and began to migrate towards the lockers -several forgoing the cool down- as they either felt they didn’t need it or simply didn't care. The PE teacher simply shook his head in disappointment and quickly walked the gym, recruiting a couple of the more reliable students to help him collect and store the gear and equipment they had been using during the period.
Kari finished her final set of sprints before slowly coming to a halt, bent over breathing heavily from the exertion. Man, running about in the digital world, you’d think I’d be in better shape than this she thought to herself as she slowly sat down, stopping for a few moments to even out her breathing before stretching out gently and beginning her cool down stretches. So far her plan for the day was still in motion and heading along exactly as she had envisioned. Giggling in perverse satisfaction, Kari thought about the combo she decided on, and bit her lip to stop herself from getting too aroused at the building anticipation and feeling of thrill she knew it would invoke in her when she was finally wearing it.
Feeling her sore muscles slowly throbbing in a dull ache from their use she continued her thought, as she grimaced slightly. Thankfully I predicted that I’d be feeling as sore as I am, and planned for that long, hot sensual shower to relax my tired muscles; before I go out, and try to bring every male on campus to the peak of sexual frustration, before walking away and leaving them with the worse case of blue balls they'll probably ever experience.
As Kari began to run her cool down stretches, she was unaware of the three slightly older male classmates glaring at her, watching with strained faces as she stretched her body out; her clothes pulling tight against her body, insentuating her curves. As she stretched her arms out above her head and leaned out in the warrior stretch, her slightly damp shirt pulled even tighter, it's slightly transparent material stretching across her breasts like a skin tight cover; giving a fairly good idea of their shape and size to the three males watching. Transitioning into a downward falling dog, her tight gym bloomers shifted and pulled leaving little to the imagination, as they stretched across her ass snuggly, clearly outlining her supple round ass cheeks. Seeing Kari stretched, her clothes pulling tight against her body in such a provocative manner caused a reaction in her three onlookers as their cocks began to get hard. Feeling highly aroused at the sight, the three suppressed a groan as they felt their penises press tightly against the insides of their gym shorts, their members twitching and erect. Tugging covertly at their shorts they tried to loosen the pressure on their erections and suppressed another moan.
Shaking his head, the male with white-blonde hair and piercing green eyes attempted to focus on literally anything else besides from the hot, perverted, twisted, arrogant, self centered... Realizing where his thoughts were heading, he slapped himself in the face hard enough to draw a wince from the two standing alongside him.
Toko -cheek stinging from his own violent smack- violently swung the jump rope in hand trying to get it to go in a revolution so he could begin his own cool down exercise. Instead because of the force and aggressive nature of his swing, the rope simply flailed violently about; almost pulling one of the handles free from his clenched fists. Try as he might, every time she moved, being so close in proximity; his eyes snapped back to focus on what she was doing. Giving another wince, he watched as almost sexually, Kari went about completing her stretching and cool downs. After almost hitting himself with his own rope as Kari let out a particularly loud groaning moan, he turned to the other two near him.
“Fuck. The bitch is at it again! She’s such a fucking sadistic tease man, even when she’s not really trying.” Toko half whispered, half growled under his breath as Yakato and Ogata both nodded dumbly in agreement as they all stared intently at her body as it stretched in her tight gym uniform. Both having watched, and rewatched Toko’s video of her playing with herself -proving that he hadn't been making things up- were now also focused and aware of her more than usual due to their arousal. With the images of Kari fondling and playing with herself permanently burned into their memories, the other two were having just as much difficulty ignoring her as their friend was. “Parading about in her fucking tight as fuck haltertop and tight little yellow body huging shorts.” Toko’s muted complaint brought more nods from both the others.
“ It's even worse today... Look. Just fucking look at her gym uniform! I’m sure her uniform is a size too small and I’m pretty fucking sure she knows it too and is using it as another means to tease everyone here!” Toko hissed lowly at the others in frustration, pointing discreetly towards Kari, eyes glued on her as she went through several stretches that definitely weren’t part of an average cool down set.
“Earlier, I watched our grades top track star Yoshi crash and burn literally. While in full sprint, he caught sight of her as she stretched out in a bridge pose. But she had her legs spread wide open, like-ike some kind of whore; waiting for a cock to be stuffed inside her filthy little vag. He went face first into the gym’s floor and skidded like three feet, cutting up his face. They took him to the nurse.” Toko continued seething quietly to the others as they all watched Kari stretch out in an especially provocative way and let out a sexy moan.
“I mean, seriously! She’s always pulling this shit, we talked all about it yesterday. Any work I made in getting over my issues with her has just gone out the fucking window. Two faced bitch is probably laughing at us right now in her head, she does it all the time behind our backs.“ Tugging at his shorts to shift his erection about again, trying to ease the pressure that was building as Kari having run through several more provocative stretches, was now performing a lying figure four. Her body on her back and bent, her crossed legs spread offering a perfect view of her lower body; the front of her gym spats pulled so tightly over her lower region that Toko could not only clearly make out the size and shape of her pussy through her clothes, but the clear bump of her clit as well. The materials of her spats were pulled straining, trying to tear from the stress of being stretched as tight as they are over her lithe tight body. He and the others could only state and gulp in awkward anticipation as their eyes remained drawn to the perfect cameltoe and bulging defined imprint of her entire closed pussy that her spats were making, being pulled so tight to the skin.
Forcing himself to turn away and ignore the sight Toko continued, “And then there's the weird shit about her, that I had to seriously try hard to think back on. Like her and Motomiya and others going missing when they are supposed to be in the computer lab throughout junior high.”
Startled by the weird change in the conversation, Ogata and Yakato both stood blinking in confusion as they too remembered the strange occurrences that seemed to surround her and several others all throughout junior high.
“You’re right. She’s never seen hanging around any of the other girls in our classes and isn't part of any of the clubs. Only ever saw her hang about Motomiya, some chick with purple hair, and that Takeru kid here in high school. She’s not part of any of the cliches that have formed though I know she's been approached a couple of times by some of the groups.” Yakato voiced his own thoughts, his expression slightly pensive as he continued to think on the matter.
Nodding his head in agreement Ogata also replied. “Yeah, It's like despite also being friends, they were part of something else too, and once they left there was no need for her to hang out with anyone else, too good for those not already part of whatever she and the others were a part of...something mysterious.”
Nodding at the others, Toko continued. “Right. And I think I finally figured it out. Near the tail end of junior high and again last year, just as freshman first term was ending there was that thing; first with weird monster creatures appearing in Obadia, and then the whole near destruction of the world. She, Matoiya, that TK guy, the purple haired chick, and her brother were right in the thick of it weren’t they. Heard her brother almost bought it and she had some kind of breakdown but got better, but now hates her brother. Heard her and several others getting called Digi-Destined or some other weird name.”
Looking around Ogata noticed that the gym seemed to be getting emptier as more and more of their classmates seemed to be finishing up. “Ok. So she’s been part of some strange shit. I think we both agree with you, Toko, but what has that got to do with any of us? I mean yeah it sucks she's such a tease all the time but there's not much we can do. It's just part of our 'Kamiya school experience.'” making air quotes to emphasize his words. Motioning to their other friend who'd been silent, having returned to watching transfixed as Kari ran through several more provocative stretches, Ogata tried to get Yakato’s attention off of Kari and onto their conversation.
“Back me up here Yakato. It seems like all the girls who attend this fine institution of learning are grade-A btichs, or whores who have already taken enough dicks into them that I’d fear trying to get together with one as I’d never know if she had some sort of STD. Weren’t you turned down twice last month, and didn’t one of them slap you with your confession letter?”
The final male of the group quickly snapped out from his Kari-entranced stupor and gave Ogata a look of mild irritation as he stared at his friend's inquiring face. “What the fuck, Ogata!”
Lashing out, he rammed a punch into his friend's shoulder. Winching at the blow Ogata rubbed his shoulder in pain before looking around to see if anyone had noticed. Seeing that no one's attention seemed to be on him, he turned to Ogata and hissed, “Ouch man, geeze! Sensitive much?”before chuckling softly as Yakato angrily gave him the finger in response .
“Knock it off you two, hard enough to jump rope without you fucking around; and with Kamiya over there, rubbing her body in our faces. Let's just get this over with and hit the showers.” Starting back up again, Toko stumbled; his foot catching his rope on it's second swing, almost tripping as Kari bent in a Ballerina extension stretching her foot and arching out backwards towards her head. Her pussy, pressed tight into the fabric of her gym spats facing directly toward Toko and the others as she arched her body bending like a bow; his mind conjuring a thousand different images of him taking her there in the gym in front of everyone without a care as it was shoved directly towards him and the others as Kari moaned as her muscles stretched tightly in the pose.
“I swear one of these days that bitch is going to press her teasing bullshit too far. When she does, I’ll teach that bitch a lesson she won't soon forget.” he angrily growled in a low tone as the other two also nearly tripped, their attention drawn back to her same as his own. Resuming their cool downs, the group tried their best to ignore Kari and focus on the rest of the gym area; trying to complete their own cool downs before the teacher got on their case for wasting time as he wasn't supposed to leave until all his students had entered into the locker areas. Looking about, they saw that only a few of the other males were still straggling - besides themselves - outside in the main gym along with Kari, all the other rest of their classmates having already finished and gone into the locker area.
Their teacher, spotting them all still in the gym, called out. “Would you all hurry it up! I've had enough time to get all the equipment back into storage and put away correctly and you're still not done? You should all be finished by now. Get to the shower area and go home!”
Toko looking over, saw their teacher standing just outside of the equipment storage area with a stern look on his face. “Sure, Mr. Togashi! I’m just about done, as are my two friends here. We’ll put away the ropes so you don’t need to wait up. I think Kamiya is the last of the girls to finish. I'm sure she’ll be done soon as well.”
Hearing her name, Kari blinked in confusion before looking out towards their teacher and seeing his stern scowling face turned on her innocent charms. “Of course Mr. Togashi. I'm just finishing my stretches. I plan to take a nice hot long shower to ease my achy muscles when I'm done though, so I’ll be here in the gym for a bit longer.” Seeing him frown at her and begin to shake his head, Kari smiled brightly towards him. “You don’t need to wait for me to finish though. I’m able to take care of myself, and if I need anything I can always ask one of the other girls in the locker area for help.” Or just wait two to three hours for the club activities to finish up and get one of the girls teams to assist me if I need something.
Staring at her for a few more moments, he nodded slowly; before turning his glower back towards Toko and the others. “I expect you three will lock up the storage area after you put away your equipment. You will not remove anything from within, and will not make a mess of it as I catalogued everything and will know. If you do, I'll have you running drills everyday until you puke and will give you a fail for this week's grade.” His stare burned a whole in them as he glowered impatiently waiting for them to confirm his instructions.
With exasperation, Toko, Yakato and Ogata all replied, “Yes Mr. Togashi.” Getting a nod of smug confirmation, they watched as he headed towards his office area. Hearing a soft snickering the three turned and watched as Kari silently tried not to laugh at them. Oh you, two-faced bitch! Toko snarled mentally as he watched her body shake, hand covering her mouth, as she tried to muffle anything she might have let slip out. Deciding to go for broke with the group of three as everyone else has already left for the locker area, Kari blinked innocently towards them with a coy smile on her face.
“You know, I can't wait to get into that nice, warm shower and lather up with my new body wash. I'm all sweaty and so I'll need to be very thorough when I clean myself tonight. Make sure I wash each and every area as best as I can. I can’t wait to rub myself all squeaky clean.” Then with a coy sensual smirk at them, Kari turned around and slowly sashayed her hips as she made her way over to the girls locker area door, knowing their eyes were following her every move. Stopping at the door she cocked her head over her shoulder so she could peak at their still frozen bodies and their hungry looks. “Oh, Sometimes I just wish I had more hands to wash with. It's so hard to reach all the areas of my body as deeply as I want sometimes.” Rubbing up against the door slightly she gave them a self satisfied smirk before pushing it open and entering within.
Seething with frustration, and desire, Toko and the others forced themselves to finish their cool down exercise. Several minutes later just as they were finishing their jumps the teacher exited from his office, scowling at seeing them still at it; before shaking his head and muttering something with a scof, before exiting the gym through the large metal side doors leading out to the campus exterior.
With no one else around, Toko exploded seething.
“THAT BTICH! That's IT! Thinks she can laugh at us, and then tease us all class with all of her stupid stretching, sexily thrusting her body in our faces, and that bullshit innocent act, and- and- ARGH!” With a roar he slammed the jump rope down on the ground and gripped his hair in frustration, glaring angrily towards the girls locker area. “Well I’m DONE! That's the final straw. Play with fire and you get BURNED! I’m going to teach this little bitch a lesson and you are BOTH going to help me do it!”
Startled, both Yakato and Ogata looked up into their friends' absolutely rage-filled face and winced before attempting to calm him down, pleading with him to just let it go and take some long deep breaths. But it was just too much. All the frustration and pent up sexual tension he’d been feeling and experiencing all week had come to a head and he would no longer be stopped.
“NO! Not this time! Both of you AGREED with me that she’s just asking for a hard fucking with the way she's always prancing about in her tight clothes, and how she shoves her body in our faces all the time with how she dresses and the way she stretches and acts. I’ve had it! WE’RE GOING TO PUT A STOP TO THIS BULLSHIT ONCE AND FOR FUCKING ALL!”
Panting, he looked furiously at the other two and seeing their fear and uncertainty, breathed deeply before continuing in a more level tone. “We’re delinquents right?”
Waiting for them both to answer and getting hesitant nods from both he continued. “So honestly, what's stopping us from teaching Kamiya some kind of lesson for her bulshit? Society? School? Rules?” Toko scoffed. “We.Don’t.Care. We never have, about this shitty school; or it's rules, and we are always telling proper society where it can shove its moral compass and laws.”
Pointing at his friend with black hair he pressed on. “Ogata, your parents are drunk off their ass almost all the time and couldn’t give two shits about your future; and,'' turning he now addressed his other friend whose lips had thinned as he stared at the emotions waring on Ogata face as their friend laid out a cold hard fact about his personal life. “Yakato, your dad’s doing hard time in prison because some asshole he worked for fucked the company they worked at over; and your mom found solace in the company of other men and hard drugs.”
Motioning to himself with both hands he continued on not caring that he might have said something upsetting as he was trying to make a point, and as hard as it might seem cold hard facts about the real reality they were living in helped make it.
“My brother’s yakuza and everyone always looks at me like I’m garbage. Worthless. Just another stain on their proper little world; including dear old mom and dad.” Huffing angrily, Toko pressed on. “But you know what!? What society will never care about is that you Ogata have the fingers of a skilled artisan...and can get a lock open or hack a computer in seconds, something that would take others minutes to hours. And Yakato, you're the slyest son of a bitch I’ve ever known, and your sleight of hand is so quick I actually believed it was real magic, like Harry Potter level shit; when you first showed me. And it amazes me everytime I get to see you work when we lift something, or redirect attention from something we did but don’t want to own up to.” Pointing his thumb at himself, Toko continued grinning at the others in amusement and as his expression morphed to one of fake pompous bravado. “I’m smarter than all of them,” his arm sweeping outwards in the vague direction of the locker area and then the main part of the school campus before continuing; “and everyone else that we know by half; half the teachers at this establishment included. And I could easily become a Fortune-500 CEO in the future with my mind and skills and we all know it, yet we’re all treated like shit! What do we have going for us right now? Underappreciated and disrespected at every turn.”
Shaking his head he continued. “And what girl is ever gonna give us the time of day with how they all already think of us, not to mention how they all act around here? Bunch of haughty stuck up bitches, even the slutty ones that are always spreading their legs for any would be pretty boy or jock in the school. I mean, as Ogata mentioned, one of these bitches slapped you physically with your confession in front of everyone; as she turned you down. She could have easily just said she wasn’t interested and returned it, or tore it up in front of you and walked away without saying anything. Instead she went for the most humiliating way possible... Just.Like.Kamiya.”
Just as he was building more steam, the locker area doors for both areas opened and several males and females exited, laughing and talking to themselves. Watching as they left, Toko took a deep breath trying to calm himself, waiting for them to exit. Once they had all edited out of the gym, he looked at both Ogata and Yakato again.
“Kamiya is going to be showering for a while, you heard her talking about getting all squeaky clean and shit as she was teasing us about wishing she had help. Go check the guys area, and see if anyone else is around. If there is, we’ll wait 'em out. I’ll check the girls once the guys have all cleared out.” Getting a startled, surprised look from his friends; he pressed on trying to sell his plan to the others.
“My brother likes to get drunk and talk about his work a lot whenever I get a chance to visit him, and I’m all too happy to listen; as at least I know that despite his better grades and graduate in education, he found his niche as a lowdown adult degenerate. One that follows a code of honor, but doesn't care what society thinks; as long as his new “family” isn't harmed by anything he does or says in public. He's told me how those with real power deal with problems. Some disappear, others are bought to change their mind on certain matters, and others still are coerced or made to agree.” Angrily pointing his finger towards the female locker area, Toko's expression pulled tight as he sneered. “And bitches like Kamiya are no exception, though the way to get their agreement is a lot more fun in most cases- just not always for them.”
Looks of startled comprehension blossomed on the face of the others as their minds drew comprehension to the meaning hidden in his words as they released startled gasps of shock.
Ignoring their stangled gasps of shock, Toko continued nodding sagely. “I see you both get my meaning. And while never having had the pleasure, I will state that my brother has showed me how to do it too, but didn’t let me join in with him and his fellow Yakuza pals while teaching me; said I was too young -which to be fair- I was 14 so he had a point. Still very informative.” Smirking at the others he watched them look at one another before smirking along with him. Seeing it as a sign that they seem to be finally coming on board with his plan, Toko smiled at them.
“Give me your jump ropes, and go check our locker area. If it's clear, come back and I’ll try to take a quick look at the girl's side as well. If it's fully clear then I promise today will be a day of many firsts, and every one of us will enjoy it.” He stopped, pausing before he laughed evilly amending himself. “Well all of us except Kamiya. I’m sure she will be less than pleased with her time, but I don’t care about what that bitch wants.” Smirking smugly, Toko continued sadistically. “After all she did say she wished she had a few extra hands to help her get all squeaky clean. She just never specified when those hands should help, or what they should do beforehand.”
Trailing off a silence enveloped the group as they each began to imagine the things they would do to Kari. Snapping from his stupor first Toko smirked towards the others. “I think we're all in agreement then.” Thinking for a moment longer, Toko suddenly snapped his fingers and pointed at Yakato and Ogata. “Right one other thing. Once you’ve checked our locker area, while there I need one of you to get my knife from my bag -the one my brother got me after those five assholes jumped me the summer of freshman year- We might need it to gain her cooperation or to keep it once we have it initially. I’ve seen that happen too when my brother was handling things.”
With an agreement made, Ogata and Yakato quickly headed over and disappeared into the guys locker area. After a minute, both re-exited and walked back over to Toko; confirming that all the other guys were out while Yakato handed over Toko’s knife which he slid into his pocket. Walking over to the girls door, Toko gently eased it open and listened quietly. Hearing several voices he quickly sprinted away from the door and back over to the others shaking his head negative. They waited, watching the door cautiously pretending to finish with some final stretches.
A minute or so later the door opened and two girls came walking out. Holding the door open for a moment one yelled out. “God, you take forever Kamiya! We're going now. Don’t hurt yourself in there as no one’s around to help.”
Not caring if Kari answered her back or not as she couldn’t stand the self righteous holier than you attitude that she exhibited with all the other girls of the class; the two continued walking out, letting the door swing shut behind them; not paying attention to the three guys loitering about in the gym who had just overheard them.
Watching, their gazes followed the two girls as they exited the gym fully, they waited another full minute to ensure that anyone around should be too far away to hear anything, before Toko gathered the others and stared at them as seriously as possible. “Before we do this we’ve got to establish some things. First: No names. If you need to refer to each other or me do so by the first letter of our name only, that way if she does tell anyone they only have her description, and seeing as we will be in the standard males gym clothes but be tying some of the track and field flag markers into makeshift bandana face masks, while covering as much of our hair as we can with some headwear -like the school teams baseball caps- there's not going to be a lot for her.
Staring them both directly in the eyes to show how serious he was being Toko continued with a slightly stern tone. ”And second: If we do this, none of us ever rat each other out about it. My brother’s Yakuza buddies take honor and brotherhood to an extreme when it comes to this kind of thing, especially for how serious it is. I’m taking Blood oaths and losing fingers seriously, so know that if either of you betray me over this; then it's not going to end well.” Sobering at his tone Yakato and Ogata both shared an anxious glance at one another before focusing back on Toko. Seeing their apprehension and the shift in mood, Toko continued despite the tension now encroaching.
“I know that sounded rough but I needed to really impart on how serious of a decision this is. Know that things will be even worse for me as my brother’s Yakuza family will not allow a betrayal like that to stand from someone with connections to them. Truthfully if I were the one to do so, I’d likely disappear in a very permanent way… probably by my own brother's hand to set an example.” Staring at both of his friends, Toko allowed his gaze to sharpen and harden with resolve. “I promise you now, that it won't be me no matter how bad the punishment might end up being if we’re caught.”
Staring both Ogata and Yakato in the eyes unflinchingly, Toko waited for them to acknowledge what he'd just said. Looking slightly more nervous but no less determined they both nodded and swore that they would follow those rules even till death. Breathing out a sigh of relief Toko smiled at both and relaxed briefly before clapping a hand on one of each of their shoulders.
“Let's hit the storage area. Mr. Togashi wants it locked and all the equipment put away but I think we might need some extra equipment for the workout I have planned.”
Rushing over to the storage area Toko looked around before smiling deviously and nodding as he gathered several items and shoved them into his pockets before grabbing three of the school's baseball caps and several loose flag markers. Closing the storage area but not locking it securely, he returned to the others waving off their curious gazes while handing them each a hat and flag marker. Securing the flag as a makeshift bandana mask over his face and pulling the ball cap over his head concealing as much of his hair under it as possible, Toko looked at the others; all their faces now masked, and most prominent features hidden from view. Nodding, he turned and began leading them towards the female entrance of the locker areas.

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As one, they approached the female’s locker area entrance. Once again, Toko gently eased the door open and silently listened for any sounds of activity. Hearing only the faint sound of running water he grinned perversely imagining Kari’s petite lithe body as she gently washed herself of the sweat she had built up in class. Motioning for the others to follow him, Toko entered stealthily, quickly checking to make sure that there really was no one else within. Finding it completely empty except for Kari’s slightly ajar locker he grinned to the others maliciously. Whispering instructions to the others and receiving nods of agreement from them, he moved towards her locker before pulling it's door open. Looking about inside he quickly noted her school bag -partially opened- with her phone, wallet with her student identification card, and school uniform folded neatly inside. Beside her school bag was a smaller sports bag with a pull string, and two folded white towels wrapped tucked resting beside her shoes at the bottom of the locker. Hanging from the hook on the inside he also spotted that annoying faded pink metal camera she liked to always wear around her neck. Grabbing that and the drawstring bag he left her phone and wallet and other personal effects alone and gently eased the door to the locker closed back to the same amount as before he opened it.
Taking both with him as the others performed test pulls to find any unlocked lockers, Toko glanced about the area. Looking around, he shook his head, not seeing a lot of good areas that he felt he could set up for their use, and quietly walked about checking the rest of the main locker area. Failing to find an appropriate area, Toko decided he’d need to look at the only other area available. If he still couldn’t locate anything within he’d have to reassess his plan for Kamiya’s punishment.
Heading into the bathroom section just off from the showers he pushed open a bathroom stall and smirked, as upon a quick glance; he saw the potential required for what he was planning. Walking down to the farthest most stall he pushed open it's door, and seeing that it was nearly identical to the first he looked into; set to work. Pulling out several bundles of actual rope skipping rope -not those cheap plastic kiddie ones, though he did pocket a few of those just as an option- he quickly laid them out measuring and tying several together to get to a more appropriate length for what he had in mind. Quickly, he secured several of them in and around the stall, lashing them around the wall dividers and to the washrooms plumbing before taking the shortest of the ropes measured and securing it around the base of the toilet.
Meanwhile, having checked and located three lockers in good position near Kari’s own, Ogata and Yakato were now waiting patiently, their assigned task complete, watching out for signs of Kari finishing her shower. The gentle humming emanating from the shower area left them believing she wouldn’t be done any time soon. Waiting several more minutes idly standing around outside her locker, they decided to test the fit of the lockers and gently eased open and entered inside the empty lockers closest to her own. Closing their doors, they waited, staring out through the tiny slats looking out from within. Finally, several minutes later; Toko rejoined them in the main area, before reopening Kari’s locker. Reaching back inside he gently returned her sports bag to the place he removed from previously -having taken a brief glance inside and seen her usual teasing attire before cinching it back closed while he was in the bathroom area getting set up in preparation- before gently easing it’s door closed again.
Looking about and not seeing anyone, Toko cleared his throat quietly. Gently in response Yakao and Ogata eased open their own lockers to show him where they were. Seeing them each in position, Toko looked around before spotting a locker positioned almost directly across and behind her own that didn’t have a lock on it. Wondering why neither of the others hid inside; he pulled it open, before freezing at the sight of a female's gym uniform and several other items still resting within.
Panicking slightly, Toko stopped for a moment, his mind running a dozen or more scenarios, before coming to a decision. He reached within, pulling the items out from the locker before moving to one of the furthest empty lockers. Quietly he shoved the items into that locker before shutting it and returning to the other now empty locker. Getting inside Toko closed the door to it silently, settling himself in position inside. Those clothes may complicate matters. If there is another female still within with Kari It leaves us with some difficult options. Option 1: we take her captive too and stash her in the gym storage area or one of the lockers. Preferably unconscious. If we lock either she won't be able to free herself and would be out of the way but might lead to possible discovery. Option 2: She joins Kamiya in our planned lessons and punishments as an unfortunate extra, Though the whole reason we're even doing this is as revenge against Kamiya and while another girl might be fun, I'm not ready to stain our souls that much by involving someone innocent in this. Whatever option, it's too late to back out now which is why I chose this locker instead of leaving the clothes inside. If necessary It'll allow me to get the drop on the other girl as a surprise while the others restrain Kamiya. Waiting in silence within the lockers, the three anxiously waited for Kari to make her appearance.
A little while later, the sound of running water stopped and they heard soft squishing footsteps as Kari strolled towards her locker, naked, still dripping from her shower. Opening it she pulled out one of the towels and began to dry her hair.
The three males all unknowingly gave similar evil grins as, through their slats, their eyes roamed all over her naked body. Unconsciously reaching into his pocket for his phone... FUCK! Toko thought as he silently swore at himself as he realized he didn’t have it with him as it was still in his locker and he hadn't asked either of the others to grab it when he told them to grab his knife. While Toko was silently bearating hismelf Ogata and Yakato felt themselves pushed to the absolute limit as they watched Kari towel herself off slowly, their minds already running rampant with thoughts of playing with and fucking her lithe tight little body. Still, with agonizingly, absolute control; they waited for Toko to make the first move as planned.
Once dried, Kari discarded her towel to the side and bent down, her hands unchinnching the draw string or her sports bag before reaching inside. Grinning with unbridled anticipation Kari slowly withdrew her hand clutching her pair of panties. Taking a corner of them in each hand she stretched them out a little before lifting them up higher towards the light to examine them, letting Toko and the others get a good look at them as well from their places within the lockers. Toko’s breath hitched and he nearly choked as he heard both the others release sharp startled gasps, his eyes widening in surprise and then dawning understanding; as his mind quickly put together exactly what it had been that had her so hyped up all week. Held within her hands was a skimpy, black, open crotch thong, designed as in a sequined butterfly shape; that left her entire pussy fully exposed, with the two edges of the thong being the only thing that would be looped around the outer edge of her fully exposed womanhood. The back of it was a single strappy back string that would run directly between he butt crack and leave the rest of her asss fully bare; with a tiny butterfly connecting to it; resting right where a tramp stamp would usually be located just under the waistband when worn.
Admiring her panties with a soft cooing noise, Kari muttered to herself. “Oh, my precious, little butterfly! What would all the wonderful, easy to tease young men still on campus say if they ever had a chance to see you on me?” Smirking vindictively, she held them stretched out in her hands. “I bet it would drive them so far over the edge, a few might even have a heart attack...or a stroke; I'm not picky.” Kari giggled to herself at the comment. Sighing she stopped stretching them out and instead brought them back towards herself in preparation of putting them on.
“Once I'm ready for that kind of thing, I'll let some lucky boy-toy unwrap your delightful surprise. Until then though, this will be our little secret,” and with an exaggerated carefulness, Kari slowly slipped them on herself; pulling them snugly into place. Giving a hop and squeal of excitement, Kari’s body shook in elation and arousal as now actually wearing them on campus; Kari was actually living out her fantasy.
From within the locker Toko looked on. Originally, the plan was to jump out now while she was still mostly nude; but Toko’s brain had temporarily shut down at the sight of the absolutely perverted, completely useless pair of panties she had just slipped on herself. Coming to his senses as Kari reached into her bag again, Toko debated mentally on whether to spring their trap now; or to wait and hold off. With that selection of panties, his curiosity was dying to know what she might have decided to wear with it as her choice of bra as he knew it too would be part of her grand scheme.
Ultimately deciding to wait, knowing that if he didn’t like whatever kind of bra it was; he could just simply cut it off with the switch knife he had the others collect for him, Toko settled back in wait. With baited breath, Toko and the others watched from their hiding spots as Kari’s hand came out with something that Toko at seeing it; knew would be the preferred bra of every male starting in their pre-teens and going up until they were too old to have any kind of sex drive and more -if only more women were willing to wear something as perverse as it on a regular basis-
“And then there's you. It was a tough choice but I decided the matching pair would be better than some of the other options I have. You and my panties are so well made for each other it's a shame to not wear you together... It's also far more exciting, knowing the combination than some other choices.” Continuing to talk to herself Kari hummed thoughtfully as she raised her selected bra over head, stretching it out to view it in all it’s perverse glory.
Stretched out overhead Kari held within her hands a black with baby pink accents, frilly, stylized, quarter-cup -more commonly known as a shelf- bra. The fabric of the completely useless piece of underwear only designed to cup and cover the lowest quarter of her breasts, leaving all the rest -including her perky erect nipples and areola- fully exposed. Even the cup portion of the so-called bra -the area that was supposed to be covering her breasts- was not as concealing as it could or should have been. Instead it more resembled a complexly designed spider's web or intersecting cage of strips rather than a full piece of complete fabric; parts of the quarter of her breasts it was supposed to cover were still highly exposed through the gaps due to it's criss crossing pattern, when compared to what the pattern actually covered.
Pulling it on and securing it, Kari decided to do a few last minute checks to see how well it would do at keeping her boobs in place; by bouncing a couple times while moving about, posing teasingly and shifting and thrusting her chest about. Finding it holding firmly through the first set of tests, she gave a few more spinning her body about before shifting around in a much more aggressive fashion. Those too were a success. Deciding to perform one last test. Kari relaxed her body before performing a large forceful jump reminiscent of a cheer or jumping jack. This time she felt her boobs pull free from within the cups of the bra.
Stopping as she felt her breasts come free, her face adopted a look of pensive contemplation, before her smile returned and she secured her boobs back within the bra. “I can use that; as a final knockout punch today on the last group I tease before I run off and go home for the night.” Kari happily remarked to herself thinking about all the ways an accidental boob slip could be used to tease some unsuspecting freshman.
Facing morphin into a sneer, Toko scoffed; quietly seething at Kari’s audacity. Reaching back into her bag, Toko and the others watched as she grabbed her usual halter top. With her back turned, and attention drawn away, Toko decided with himself that now would be the perfect time to strike. With a slam, Toko shoved his locker's door open and darted forward, grabbing Kari by the wrist and twisting it behind her back painfully in an arm bar while drawing her body backwards into his chest.
“AAAH- WHAA! ” Kari released a startled shriek of fright and pain, dropping the shirt she had just grabbed to put on, as she felt herself pulled away; her free hand pulled out and away from her bag, as Tomo tried to force her away from her locker and down to the floor before she really had a chance to begin putting up a struggle.
“Wai- OUCH! What are you- OW! Let go! You're hurting me!”
Struggling with her sudden assailant, Kari was helpless as the unknown person overpowered her, dragging her away from her locker and continued to manhandle her, wrenching her arm into place behind her painfully. “What's going on?! Who are you! Why is there a boy in the girls-” She started, trailing off in confusion and then horror as her mind processed what she had just shrieked.
“HEL-!” Crying out, her loud frantic call for help was suddenly cut off and silenced as Toko clamped a hand over her mouth, muffling Kari's shrieks and yelps as he strengthened his hold on her as she began to violently struggle; now frantic and terrified that a male was in the girls locker area with her while she was dressed in her special private unwear and little else. With two more bangs, Ogata and Yakato quickly exited their lockers and joined Toko. Assisting Toko with Kari’s struggling form they each grabbed a part of her, before as one; the three manhandled her, forcing her struggling into submission. Forcing her to the ground, they pinned her against it, Ogata pinning her struggling legs; while Yakato and Toko pinned her from above, pressing her face first hard against the ground.
“Y, grab her arm from me and cover her mouth so she can’t scream. I’ll get her other arm.”
Transferring his hold to Yakato, Toko quickly grabbed Kari’s other flailing limb by the wrist, twisting it up into an arm bar as well getting another yelp of pain and stopping her muffled screams and shouts for help as he forced it to join the other already held behind her back. Pinning it against her other wrist, Toko helped Yakato get a grip over both of them, forcefully pinning them in place against her back painfully, before leaving him to hold her secure. Moving to a position just off to the side of her struggling body, Toko reached into his pocket and pulled out two jump ropes and began to start straightening them out, laying them out beside him as best he could.
“O, get off her feet and straddle her lower back up by her cute shapely ass. I need her pinned and access to her arms. Y, shuffle off her but keep her gagged and keep a hold of her arms until O is in position. Once he's there, I’ll need you O; to grab her by the wrists and get them held together and as straight behind her as you can.”
Moving to follow Toko’s instructions, Ogata shuffled forward until his mass wass seated stradling Kari, pressing down on her lower back just above her bum and he reached out and grabbed Kari’s pinned hands at the wrists; freeing Yakato of his need to hold them. With her legs now free, Kari tried flailing them about violently, kicking and lashing out; but found herself unable to strike any of the three as they were out of their reach. Free of his burden, Yakato shuffled off of her until he was kneeling to the side of her, near her head. Reaching down he swapped the hand covering her mouth with his now free hand, his other coming away covered in her saliva and spittle as she tried to scream for help through the hold over her mouth.
Once pinned, held in place by Ogata, Toko spoke once again. “Get her arms straightened and pull up and away from her back slightly. I’ll need access to the entire area around her wrists if we're going to get them secured properly.”
Struggling against her assailants, more fiercely at hearing the word “secured” uttered by the one acting as the leader; Kari felt her arms painfully tugged upwards and pulled straight despite her attempts to fight it. Tightly gripping her wrists together with the help of Ogata, Toko began to loop and wrap her wrists together with one of the skipping ropes; feeding the rope back and through itself before wrapping it several times around the area where her wrists meet. Struggling to keep her arms straight and together as Kari tied even harder to pull her now partially bound wrists free, he quickly tied off a knot, leaving a small loop of rope protruding from the top of the knot, cinching the knot tight and pulling the loops and wraps around her wrists as tight as they could hold. Reaching out beside himself to the floor, Toko grabbed the second rope he had set out and moved further up her arms. Struggling with her, Toko quickly began to loop and tie the rope around her upper arms just above the elbow.
“That perverted sexy bra you have on is going to be getting put to the test in a minute, and I really want to see how it holds up. I heard that, if you pull a person's elbows together until they touch, and bind both arms so that they are secured, pressed fully flat up against one another; that the position will cause a person to thrust out their chest trying to relieve pressure on their shoulder joints.”
Wrapping and looping the rope around both arms he pulls, tightening them uncomfortably together, getting Kari’s elbows pulled tight until they are firmly touching; pressed snuggly against each other so much that Kari’ lets out a muffled screech of pain and complaint at their new position. Ignoring her pained screech of complaint, Toko tightened them as much as he could before tying them securely with another knot. Kari, unable to do anything, let out a pained whimper as his previous statement was proven correct; her arms secured and pulled together tight enough that her chest was forced to protrude outwards slightly as her back was forced to bend inwards slightly.
“Alright, her arms are bound and she's not getting them loose any time soon. Good work. I need her kneeling so I can get the final rope on her to secure them fully. Get her up.” Keeping a firm grip on her now bound arms, Toko grabbed and pulled on Kari, forcing her arms up and painfully extended behind her.
Ogata, letting go of his own grip on her bound arms and wrists, got off of her back and stood slightly to the side, weary of her kicking feet. Struggling, Toko helped pull up Kari painfully by her bound arms, forcing her to get on her knees. Once she was kneeling, Toko transferred his hold to Ogata with a quick “hold her arms,” before he grabbed a final rope from his pocket and fed it through the loop on the knot securing her wrists.
“I need you to keep her kneeling O, but her arms need to be resting against her back. Try holding her in place on her knees by pressing down on her shoulders or something. And pin her arms to her back as best you can by applying pressure against the front of the ropes above her elbows.”
Getting a nod of confirmation from Ogata, Toko walked around to the front of Kari, tossing both ends of the rope he'd fed through the loop down so that they are resting beside each side of her body. Crouching in front of her struggling body Toko stared into her terrified, rage filled eyes, and gave her a cocky smirk not that she could see due to his bandana mask. Leaning forward into her, Toko grabs an end of the rope in each hand and pulls them forward tightly along the each side of her body, before wrapping them around her waist overlapping each other. He continued looping them back and forth, interweaving them together as they wrapped securely around her waist; before finally tying them off in the front.
Getting back to his feet he reached out to pat her head, getting her to jerk her head out from under his touch. “Well well well, that's a nice look you've got on there Kamiya, really like that all natural look.” Wiggling his eyes suggestively at her angry struggling form, Toko let out a wolf whistle, his eyes slowly drifting over he naked body; taking in her her jiggling breasts in that ridiculous and useless bra; and her lithe, semi-toned body as she squirmed on her knees trying desperately to stand. His face morphed to a menacing sneer behind his mask, his eyes narrowing in a glare, he clicked his tongue scoffing at her as she struggled in place, unable to do anything.
Kari, hearing him address her, focused her eyes angrily on him glaring and spitting muffled hateful words through the hand covering her mouth. He’s the ringleader she thought, trying and failing again to get out of the hold of the short one of the group who was holding her pinned and on her knees. He’s the one always giving orders to the others, and seems to know exactly what he's doing. The others seem to only wait for instruction. He tied all the ropes and put me into this position in the first place. Who is he, and why is he doing this? Frustrated at her own inability to escape and lack of information, Kai glared balefully up from her position on her knees towards the male standing over her as stared back down at her. His face covered in a bandana and wearing a school ball cap pulled tightly over his head hiding all of his hair from view. She had no idea what he might look like and it terrified her as she realized that on top of doing what they're doing to her; she had no way to identify them.
“You know, this has been a long time coming for you.” Grabbing Kari’s chin so that she was forced to stare upwards into his own eyes, Toko grinned evilly at her and continued. “You’re such a FUCKING tease you know? Always parading around in your tight little shorts, and stretching out while wearing that tight gym uniform; drawing attention to your breasts and pussy like some little WHORE.”
Letting go of her face he reached out, roughly grabbing one of her breasts squeezing it tightly as she screeched in pain and tried to pull away from his grasp. Paying her no mind as he knew she was being held firmly in place by Ogata, Toko continued. “But… if anyone ever shows even a hint of interest in you, suddenly it's all innocence and model behaviour; and the one who’s interested is a pervert, or disgusting, or creepy; and all of a sudden everyone else is against them. Me and the others here have watched you reject Motomiya and several others many times now, always going on about some Takero or whatever. Almost always ends with anyone watching laughing about how the loser who approached you was rejected. Later when you think no ones around we’ve seen you laugh at their expense. Little Miss, innocent and righteous, has a vicious side to her that she tries to keep hidden. What would others say if they knew, I wonder...”
Yakato and Ogata both snickered as they watched fascinated as Toko stopped groping Kari’s breast, his hand moving away from squeezing it and instead roughly taking hold of her nipple and beginning to pinch and tug roughly on it, eliciting another shriek of pain from Kari.
“It doesn’t really matter now though, as we are here; and you, you are at our mercy. Unfortunately for you, we're all out of it. You've been a bad girl Kamiya, and we’re going to punish you. Punish you for all your teasing and toying and for all attitude and falsehoods.”
Letting go of her poor nipple, Toko looked towards the others.
“Get her on her feet. I’ll need to either find a substitute or get those tiny little panties off of her if we're going to have any fun.” Eyes widening in horror, Kari began to try to trash her legs as she was pulled up to a standing position. Kicking both of the males closest to her she watched in satisfaction as they both let out yelps of pain and hopped around slightly. The one with his hand over her mouth pulled it away slightly due to the injury and Kari took advantage of the chance.
“SOMEBODY! HELP! PLEASE! I’M BEIN-” her words were cut off as with an angry hiss Yakato clamped his hand back over her mouth again, muffling anything else she might try to get out.
“Pin her legs in between your own guys. Otherwise she's just going to lash out at us again.”
Following his instruction both Ogata and Yakato pinned one of Kari’s legs between their own, tightly clenching their own legs together to hold her struggling legs securely pressed within their own. Once her legs had been taken care of, Toko walked over to her open locker and started going through her bag. Pulling out her tease outfit he set it off to the side and stared in disbelief into the bag. Eyes flickering between the contents of the bag and Kari’s bound struggling form he laughed softly shaking his head.
Reaching within the rummages around and moves some of the items about and lets out a sharp breath as he comes across another set of surprises.
“Kamiya,Kamiya, Kamiya...what do we have here!” His voice softly ringing out in a condescending sing-song like manner as Kari’s eyes widened in horror and embarrassment as she realized what all was in that bag. Looking away in humiliation, Kari averted her eyes and tried not to allow the male -who she was sure was smirking at her from behind his mask- to get to her.
“These are some REALLY Interesting pieces of underwear you have stuffed in this bag. I can’t use any of THESE either as they are all so interesting and unique that they simply won’t do for what I have in mind. Maybe later we can have you swap into them when we tire of your current ones, but for now they can remain in the bag. Now...where are the panties I know you wore to school and in classes all day? Maybe with your actual uniform…” He trailed off, removing his hand from her bag and pulling it's drawstring closed before he reached into her locker and removed her nearly folded uniform from her school bag.
“Ah ha. There you are, my pretties.” He crowed in a slightly high pitch sounding voice attempting to imitate...something that she knew she should probably recognize but couldn’t put her finger on with her mind focused on her current predicament.
Pulling them out, he spun them around on his finger a couple times before he stopped and balled them up, clenching them tightly in the palm of one hand. With his free hand he reached into his pocket he pulled out a capture marker to capture the flag. Unfolding it he presses the balled up panties into it before wrapping the flag around and over them pulling it tightly, making a makeshift gag ball half the size of his fist once he was done and had it tied together.
“Man, your panties are just dripping with sweat and juices. Been feeling...horny have we? I'm not surprised, especially not after looking into your bag... My GOD! I always knew you were nothing but a slut Kamiya; but THOSE take the cake. Don't worry, for now we won’t touch them and I promise not to damage them as I’m sure they’re your favorites.”
He approached her struggling form and holding the ball of panties and cloth in one hand, his other reached down to slowly and gently begin caressing her pussy lips through her open crotch underwear, causing her to squirm about under his touch as she tried to twist her body this way and that to escape his stroking fingers. After a few short minutes under his fingers gentle caress, he pulled them away, rubbing them together and noting they had come back slightly sticky and damp before he laughed
“You're such a filthy WHORE Kamiya. Always knew you were a SLUT and now I have proof.” He held his damp fingers up in front of her eyes as she tried to turn her head away in embarrassment. Chuckling, he pressed his fingers closer to her face, before moving the hand back down and resuming his petting and gentle caressing of her womanhood.
“Does being in this position... actually turn you on? I always figured you were an ‘M’ with your fake righteousness and even faker innocence. All your teasing is starting to make sense. All you really want is for a nice hard cock to get shoved deep in your tight little pussy, as you beg like a dirty little cum-slut to be fucked, isn’t it?”
Kari's mind, slowly hazing over from his gentle touching and ministrations couldn’t respond with more than a small head shake in denial as she moaned softly into the hand gagging her mouth.
“Well don’t you worry little princess, me and the others here will give you all the rock hard cock you could ever want. We’ll plow you so hard that by the time we're through with you, your holes will be so sore and gapping and filled with cum; that we’ll be able to shove a baseball bat into them with no effort, no lube required.” Hearing his promise, Kari’s eyes snapped back to focus and clarity; staring into his own with mounting horror as her mind came to terms with his plans for her. Struggling even harder against her bindings and the holds of her captors, Kari frantically tried to escape once more; her screams and cries for help muffled firmly by the hand still held in place over her mouth by Yakato.
“Y. O. Why don't you each grab a handful of her boobs and play with her for a bit while I get her ready down here. I'm sure you’ve both watched me play with her alone long enough.”
Needing no encouragement both Ogata and Yakato each with their free hand reached around Kari’s struggling form and grabbed a handful of her perky boobs. Giving them each a gentle test squeeze, Kari’s muffled scream of outrage was ignored completely by the two as they focused on playing with her breasts; each kneading and squeeze her mounds, gently rubbing her hardening nipples in between their fingers as they roughly tugged and rolled her breasts around in their grasps. Feeling the hand stroking her pussy gently start to pinch and tug on her clit, Kari let out a muffled moan, as her mind slowly filled with a haze again as her body’s natural reaction began to take its course as the hands playing with her body slowly began to draw her closer and closer to orgasm.
Seeing Kari’s eyes already going slightly glassy and unfocused, Toko sped up his ministrations of her pussy and clit, stroking and pinching it faster and harder. Kari, already slightly breathless and panting in sexual arousal from the group's ministrations, finally succumbed with a loud moan, her body quivering as she came, her fluids flooding out and down her shaky legs before her body slumped slightly in exhaustion. Seeing her will to resist lessening as she came from their playing, Toko smirked greedily, as he knelt using the makeshift fabric ball to sop up all of her juices off her legs and from in her pussy. Rising back up he stood firmly in front of her, and reached a hand out prying his friend's hand off of Kari’s mouth. Feeling the hand over her mouth pull free, Kari went to let out another scream only for it to be cut off as with a shove, Toko stuffed the makeshift gag ball of fabrics; dripping and drenched in her fluids, into her mouth gagging her. Taking out another flag from his pocket he folded it over several times until it was a nice flat band. Pulling it taut overtop the one stuffed inside her mouth already, he tugged the cloth tight against the other before pulling it's ends across the sides of her face and back around her head. With a few sharp tugs he cinched the second half of his new makeshift gag tightly behind her head even as she struggled weakly trying to prevent him from doing so.
As her saliva mixed and began to dampen the ball of fabrics in her mouth more, Kari to her motifiation also began to taste her own juices as they slowly seeped through the balled up fabric the more it got damp. Gaging slightly on her own taste Kari let out a garbled wail of frustration and disgust.
GivIng her cheek a condescending pat, Toko smirked at the sound of her muffled outraged screams before stepping back to admire his handiwork, planing on what to do next. Remembering the second thing he had pulled from within her locker earlier, Toko grinned to himself evilly as he began to chuckle and rub his hands together as he stared at her gagging struggling body.
Stepping away from her, Toko moved away from Kari and the others, his hands reaching into his back pocket and withdrawing an object. Before fiddling with it for a few moments. Walking back over to the bathroom stall where he had been earlier, Toko re-checked to ensure that all the ropes were tied correctly and ready for them to use. After double checking that all of his prep-work was set up correctly, Toko grinned deviously as, still fiddling with the object in his hands, he heard a small digital musical jingle. Lifting the object closer to his face he pushed a couple buttons on it's screen and heard a small low tone ring out. Lifting it up to his eyes and looking around he smiled seeing the camera was now indicating it was recording before he lowered it and fiddled with the settings displayed some more. Toggling one of the settings, he raised it back up and pressed a button on the side of the machine.
-BEEP-
A louder digital beep sounded out from the device. Pulling it away again, Toko looked to see that the camera was still recording, but now also showed a notice that a photo had been taken making him grin in smug satisfaction. Walking back over so he could get a good view, Toko lifted the camera and recorded Kari’s shuddering form as she struggled weakly while Ogata and Yakato continued playing with her, their focus solely on their enjoyment, completely oblivious to the rest of their surroundings and the camera he was now recording them with. Pressing the camera trigger it let out another -beep- as it took a picture of her current predicament. Seeing Kari’s eyes half lidded in pleasure as both Ogata and Yakato continued playing with her breasts, Toko called out.
“Hey, bring our future cum-dump over here! I’ve got a surprise all ready for her.”
Coming to from their own single minded pleasure, they both nod to one another and comply, forcing Kari to march towards the bathroom area.
Upon entering the area, Kari let out another muffled scream in outrage and tried to hide her exposed body as she saw the leader of the group of guys holding up her camera to his face the red indicator light beside its power indicator showing he was recording; documenting her humiliating situation. Motioning for them to continue, Toko watched on recording, zooming in and out of close up shots of Kari’s practically fully naked body and private areas -despite her wearing underwear- as Kari was forcefully escorted past him and towards the furthest stall in the washroom at his direction.
Once they had arrived in front and entered within it slightly , Tomo walked up behind the group filming the inside of the stall. Inside, several ropes have been tied and lashed around the exposed areas of the plumbing and the stall’s divider wall. Another rope was tied firmly about the base of the toilet, one end left coiled in a pile at its base, resting on the floor. Walking her fully into the stall they each grab one of her arms at the shoulder and force her down, pinning her once again, this time seated on the toilet. Unable to get back up Kari huffed in frustration, doing her best to turn her body away from the camera filming her as much as she was able.
Confused, Yakato and Ogata stood firmly holding their captive in place. Unsure of what was needed of them they both turned towards Toko who, once they had gotten her held sitting, zoomed the camera out fully so he was filming her furiously trembling form in its entirety. With the camera focused solely on Kri’s struggling form, Toko cleared his throat several times before speaking aloud towards Kari and the others.

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“Good evening! To those watching this wonderful video, we bid you a fond welcome! Now, before you, sitting on this shiny porcelain throne is one: Kari Kamiya, 16 years old and sophomore of Odaiba Upper-Secondary or High School; class 10-A.” Zooming in on Kari’s face, Toko made sure to record her angry glowering stare as tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. “Now for those wondering exactly why this saucy little number is currently in the state she’s in, you only need to know one thing… she's a fucking teasing, sluty, whore of of a M; who gets off on this kind of thing, as proven by her drenched and soaking cunt, and the outragous underwear she is wearing. Believe it or not we DID NOT dress her in those, but DAMN! Don’t they look sexy as FUCK!.”
Kari, shook her head in a “no” denying his statement, protesting in a garbled scream that what he just said is a lie; felt hot tears of humiliation slowly begin to run down her face. She continued to loudly deny his statement trying to drown out his talking and the snickering she could hear from the two holding her in despite knowing that what he had said was accurate, wanting to try to save face at least a little. Ignoring her disruption, Toko continued, addressing no one as he filmed her through the camera.
“Being the kind, caring, compassionate guys that we are, the three of us have decided that today we will help this poor, degenerate, cum-slut; by giving her exactly what she’s been asking for with her outrageous teasing…” he paused as he slowly stepped closer to her struggling seated body, each word uttered getting more aggressive as he moved closer to her helpless struggling seated position. “A Vigorous. Hard. Rough. Painful FUCKING!.” he finishes the last word only a foot away, the camera angled so it's staring down at her from above.
Hearing this, Kari let loose another outraged and slightly terrified scream, violently thrashing about trying to pull herself free from the grasp of the two holding her in place. Grinning at her reaction from behind the camera Toko turned and paced back and away over to where he first started. Turning back around he continued, ignoring her own response and pressing on.
“Now for safety reasons, our own names and ages will not be made known within this video. but nevertheless we invite you, the viewers; to join us as we try to pound it into this stuck up bitch EXACTLY why it is that she shouldn’t play around like she has been with others. Please look forward to the many challenges that lie ahead of us as we teach this hypocritical, self righteous, little virgin TWAT; the joys of serving those stronger than her with her precious body. As this recording was started late, unfortunately you all have missed the beginning of our little punishment lesson. So as a recap please let me tell you what has happened thus far.”
Kari could only sob and scream out in a garbled muffled screech of humiliated frustration, as the male behind the camera went over every sordid detail of her ordeal, leading up from the moment the group jumped her from within the lockers to the present. He even has the gall to describe exactly what he thought of my...my private areas, and how he had manhandled them along with his two helpers, Kari thought bitterly as she listened to his monologue wrapping up with whatever else he’s going to say in the recording.
“Well. With everyone all caught up, I believe it's time we truly begin. Live, from Odaiba upper-secondary, from within the farthest bathroom stall in the female’s locker area; our special guest tonight with absolute reluctance but no real actual say in the matter. Kari Kamiya!”
Setting down the camera atop the toilet paper dispenser and aiming so it had a perfect angled view of Kari’s struggling form, Toko clapped enthusiastically, playing it up for the video. Pressing the shutter button he felt nothing but satisfaction from hearing another loud digital -beep- as he captured a photo of her in all her glory. Fiddling with some of the settings again, Toko got the camera fully set up before stepping into frame and towards her.
Staring at the other two, he spoke, all business; and instructed Ogata and Yakato on what they needed to do. With his institutions passed the three got to work, Ogata holding Kari’s struggling form in place seated on the toilet while Yakato fought to hold her legs secure. Crouching down into position, Toko used the loose end of the coiled rope tied around the toilet base and fed it through the rope wrapped securely around her waist. Weaving it in between the interlaced ropes, he looped it several times before pulling it back down and through itself at the base of the toilet before tying it tightly in a knot.
Once secured, Toko stepped out of the stall and gathered the others at it's entrance and together they quietly whispered just out of her hearing range, but close enough that Kari was positive the camera managed to pick up whatever was being discussed. From her newley bound position, she watched as the leader of the group rushed away, leaving the bathroom area. Several moments later she heard the heavy door leading into the girls locker area bang open before swinging shut on itself.
For several minutes the other two males just stood around leering down at her as she attempted to free herself from the rope bindings they had secured her in. Then suddenly Kari again heard the door to the girls locker open and prayed desperately with her last shred of hope that it was someone else -maybe a teacher or one of the other girls having forgotten something- that's just entered. Her hopes were crushed as with teary eyes she watched the leader of the group come waltzing back,grinning maliciously in her direction, one of his hands clutching something tightly.
With Toko’s return, the entire group leered perversely towards Kari, their eyes hungrily roaming over her exposed body as she was unable to really hide herself in a fashion from either their looks or her camera from its place on the toilet paper dispenser. Each of the males looked at one another as Kari grew more and more uncomfortable and anxious as to what they would do to her next.
Motioning to the others, Toko indicated they should begin. Nodding Ogata reached forward. Tugging the gag holding the balled up panties and flag in her mouth down, Kari felt the outermost part of the makeshift gag fall loosely around her neck. Going to spit out the wet balled up fabric shoved into her mouth she was stopped as Ogata clamped his hand over her mouth.
“Now Kamiya.'' The leader's voice drew her attention and her eyes widened in terror as with a loud -click-, a large knife blade suddenly opened and unsheathed; held tightly in his hand. “You're going to be quiet and follow everything we say from now on, or you're going to get hurt.” To emphasize his point he walked over to her and gently dragged the side of the blade across the top of her chest before slowly dragging it down between her breasts and stopping at her navel. Feeling the side of the blade pressed against her skin terrified Kari more than she could ever imagine it would, her breath caught in her throat as she felt him slowly drag it over her body.
Unable to answer, Kari nodded frantically, fresh tears leaking from her eyes, a strangled choked whimper all she could manage as he began to drag it upwards this time back between her breasts and up until he's trailing it along the side of her neck. Pulling it away satisfied, another -click- was heard and the blade sheathed itself.
Setting the knife down behind the camera, Toko smiled nastily at Kari from behind his bandana mask. “Now we're going to pull out that cum soaked ball of panties from your pretty little mouth. But you’re not going to make a single noise when we do.” He paused, staring at her with intense expressive eyes that left little room for her to misinterpret exactly how far he was willing to go to have her follow those directions. “You know what will happen if you disobey me. Don’t test me on this as I’d hate to disfigure your gorgeous sexy body before I've even had a chance to try it out.”
Gulping and giving a defeated nod, Kari opened her mouth and felt the makeshift ball of panties and flag extracted from her within. Once free, Toko smirked smugly at Kari. “We have a much better use for your mouth than having your panties stuffed inside anyways. We’ll be putting it, and you; to good use in a minute.” Realizing what he meant Kari began to struggle as all three males reached into their gym shorts and freed their hard cocks, leveling them in front of her face.
-BEEP-
Startled, Kari let out a squeak as another digital beeb rang out within the stall despite no one having been near the camera.
“Surprised? I found your camera’s nifty picture timer. Every few minutes or so from now on the camera is going to take another photo. Of course, I also found the nifty setting it has so that taking a photo doesn’t interrupt the video being recorded -like some other cameras- so I figured we’d save some of your soon to be precious memories as still frames to go along with our video recording. Further assurance that you’ll follow what you're told unless you want all the photos posted and spread around both the school campus and the internet.” Toko gloated as Kari’s eyes snapped towards him, a look of rage settling over her features as she released a tiny snarl of anger which she cut abruptly as his hand moved towards the toilet paper dispenser, and the knife she knew was resting on top of it.
Seeing she had little choice but to comply, Kari lowered her head in defeat, a quiet sobb escaping her lips as her body was wracked with shudders of revulsion and terror. Another -beep- captured her look of absolute defeat as more tears welled up in her eyes, but Kari was too focused on the horror unfolding to notice as her mind came to terms with what exactly is happening to her.
Fuck...FUCK! They’re really going to- They have their penises out- They're all SO HARD ALREADY! And before. He said that they planned... planned to- to fuck me STUPID and make me so loose that they could- and he stated they’d fill me with cum… SO MUCH CUM… that they’d be able to use it as lube to drive a-a BASEBALL BAT into me!? Is that why they all came in with baseball caps?! Do they have a bat hidden somewhere that they're going to shove into me after-after… GOD I DON’T EVEN WANT TO THINK IT!
In humiliation, and rage, and disbelief, and-and horror; Kari's mind was frantically driving her further and further into a frenzy of despair. They want to RAPE me! They want to take my VIRGINITY! And they’re filming! THEY’RE FILMING EVERYTHING RIGHT NOW! And they now have PICTURES! He said he would post them around the school and the INTERNET! I knew it was too much of a risk to wear my special set of underwear… but I- I- I never expected something like THIS to happen! MY LIFE IS OVER NOW! And it's still not even near the wrost as THEY STILL PLAN ON RAPING ME! I DONT WANT TO LOSE MY VIRGINTY TO SOME FUCKING RAPIST ASSHOLE! I WANTED TO GIVE IT TO TK! And baring not being able to, than to a person I at least fell in love with! Shaking her head in terror, whimpering as she stared towards their twitching cocks, Kari's thoughts seemed to scream inside her head in desperate terrified disbelief. WHAT DID I EVER DO BESIDES SOME HARMLESS TEASING THAT THEY'RE CONSIDERING ACTUALLY GOING THROUGH WITH ALL THIS?!
“So here’s what's going to happen Kamiya. You're going to sit there, open your mouth, and suck our cocks. My friends Y and O here will decide who goes first. Once they have, whomever they choose; you’ll put your sexy little mouth to work pleasing them. Then once you've finished with the first you’ll move on to sucking off my other friend. And after you use your mouth to pleasure him it will be my turn.”
Detached, almost as if her mind was floating in a dream, she heard the leader tell the others that one at a time they are going to fuck her face starting with the two of them and ending with him. Shuddering, Kari watched as with a shrug and looked at one another, the two played a game of rock paper scissors to decide who’s going to go first. Soon some mild cursing can be heard from the male known as O as the other known as Y walked closer before he reached out and grabbed Kari's head, turning it towards his cock. Coming to her senses at the sight of his erect member, Kari’s mouth snapped shut tightly, her eyes defiant as she struggled to turn her head away from his erect penis. Stepping forward so his cock was pressed right near Kari's face, Yakato gripped her head by her hair tightly and jerked her head back towards himself, positioning her mouth against his dick's tip.
A beep rang out capturing the moment of Kari's humiliation as Toko laughed and jokingly talked to Ogata while watching the scene unold. After trying unsuccessfully to force entry into her mouth, Yakato pinched Kari's nose closed in frustration, cutting off her air supply. “What the fuck slut. Didn't my friend just tell you how this would go. Open your whore mouth and suck my cock you bitch.”
Kari tried vainly to pull the offending hand off her nose by trying to twist her face away; but the grip on her hair held her firmly in place. After several seconds she couldn’t hold it any longer and gasped deeply to draw breath. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yakato quickly and violently slammed into her mouth and to the back of her throat causing Kari to gag and keep her mouth open rather than biting down due to the shock from the thrust. Having seen the defiant look in her eyes not moments before, Toko grabbed the knife and with a -click- had it reamerge.
“Hey bitch! Remember what I said before? Do you need a fucking reminder? I told you: Don’t test me! If you bite him, or any one of us for that matter, I’m going to carve a chunk of your flesh off and feed it to you. Do you understand!? If you do, then ease off, relax, and suck off my friend like the good little whore you are.”
Kari squeezed her eyes shut tightly but relaxed her mouth slightly, shameful tears and gagged sobs wracking her as she felt the cock in her mouth being thrust about more rigorously now that there was no fear of her biting down on him. Another -beeb- brought fresh tears of shame to Kari's eyes as another humiliating photo was taken.
Gripping two fistfuls of hair Yakato started to thrust rapidly into Kari's mouth, pistoning and shoving his cock to the edge of her throat; but never quite entering it, leaving Kari almost no chance to breathe. “That's right, suck my cock. Suck on it like the dirty cock tease you are.” Yakato snarked as continued thrusting about her mouth, rubbing it over her tongue and shoving it into her cheeks and back towards her throat. “Take it in, all of it and get a good taste for it”
Fighting against his hold on her, Kari tied to pull herself free so she could get a few actual breaths and managed to for a moment before the male known as Y reasserted himself forcefully, plunging his hard cock into her mouth and to the edge of her throat again and again as he bobbed her face back and forth over his shaft.
“Did I say stop? No, I did not. Keep sucking. You can breathe when I let you, but until then your mouth’s only job is to enjoy the dick that's currently shoved into it.”
After several minutes and more thrusting pumps, Yakato quickened his pace furiously “Get- get ready BTICH. I’ve got a- a creamy tasty treat about to be served ho- hot and fresh right down your tight little throat.” he groaned out before suddenly he slammed himself forward into her mouth as deeply as possible, pushing his cock down into Kari's throat and releasing his load of cum; coating the inside of her throat and making her gag around his cock several times as his penis continues spasming, a fresh sticky hot jet of cum pumped out with each pulse.
“AHH! Take my hot cum you little slut, suck it all down.” Pulling out with a squelch, Yakato watched as Kari struggled against his hold, trying desperately to lower her head as cum started to leak out of her sputtering gagging mouth.
-beep-
Letting go of her hair with one hand Yakato smirked smugly at her sputtering struggling face before he pinched Kari's nose closed again, snidely telling her “Now, now. Don’t waste my cream treat, you unappreciative whore. Do your job as our cum-dump and swallow it all down like a good little slut.”
Having no choice as she could barely breathe, Kari shuddered before closing her mouth and taking several gulps, another beep ringing out as she swallowed the load still coating her mouth and throat, clearing her airway of his slimy seed; before she sucked in several gasping breaths. Letting go of her head and stepping back and away, Yakato motioned with his head for Ogata to come and take his place. Kari felt another round of hot tears start, falling down her face as she whimpered at her own helplessness as the second man known as O approached her.
Ogata, easily stepping within range, replaced Yakato; grabbing Kari's head in the same fashion and thrusting into her mouth as another digital beep went off. Beginning to thrust his dick, he probed all corners of her mouth multiple times as he rammed the tip of his cock this way and that inside of her mouth.
“Ohh I can’t believe Kari Kamiya is sucking my cock. This is so hot! You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined you down on your knees giving me a blowjob. Now it's finally coming true and it feels AMAZING!” Within minutes, his thrusts had become faster and faster and more forceful as he let out quick sharp breaths as he closed in on his own release. Seeing how close to climax Ogata was, Yakato motioned towards Toko and said, “O’s just about ready to bust his nut. You better get ready.” Toko, laughing at Yakato’s description, gave a nod of confirmation while slowly stroking himself, ensuring he'd be as hard as possible for his own turn. Just in time too as Ogata moaned aloud as began to reach his limit.
“Here it CUMS! AHHH!” Another -beep- triggered just after Ogata moaned and released his load, the picture timed perfectly to catch Kari’s face as her cheeks slightly bulged and leaked out dribbles of cum around the side of the cock shoved into her mouth. Stepping back he pulled himself free and watched as Kari spit his load out, not caring whether or not she swallowed it or not.
“Ahhh. Not half bad for a virgin cock sucker who’s only ever had one other dick. Don't worry though, we have plenty of time to get you used to sucking cocks. By the time we're done with you, you’ll be the blow job queen of Odaiba. Yes, you’ll be such a pretty little cock sucking cum guzzler. Wish you had longer hair so we had some real blow job handles to work with, but for now it's fine, I can work with it.” As Kari sputtered and gagged, spitting out the cum spilling from her open mouth, another -bee- captured another part of the humiliation. Coughing and gagging from the leftover taste, Kari glared up at her tormentors angrily through tear stained eyes. Laughing, Ogata blew her a kiss and he stepped away, motioning for Toko to replace him.
Eagerly swaggering over, his cock already fully erect from witnessing the other two take her orally and his own stroking, Toko sauntered forward and with a flourish presented his dick to her, motioning at it with implied reverence like was some kind of holy relic that she should worship. Not in a joking mood, and severely enraged by both the leader’s arrogance, and the distasteful words the one called O said to her, Kari tried to close her mouth tightly; but he was too quick, his hands leap forward and his fingers hooked in between Kari’s mouth pulling painfully on the sides in a fishhook preventing her from closing her mouth and painfully pulling the side of her jaw and cheeks; forcing her mouth to remain open.
Scowling, as he felt her trying to bite and close her mouth on his finger, Toko snarled. “BITCH WHAT DID I TELL YOU!! I’ll cut off both your nipples and tear off your clitoris before shoving them down your throat, but only after I ruined you so thoroughly sexually that no man will ever be able to be pleased by your loose floppy cunt and asshole! Bite me...I DARE you to! See what happens.” Motioning for one of the others to pass him the knife as he pulled one of his hands free reaching back towards the others. Seeing one of the others grab the knife and begin to approach, pitifully Kari allowed her' jaw to go slack and she held it open on her own as he pulled his fingers free. Seeing she was no longer going to shut her mouth, her eyes screwed tight as tears trickle down face, her quiet sobs music to his ears, Toko decides to add insult to injury,
“That's right. This thing, right here; is no longer your mouth. No, all your mouth seems to be good for -besides pissing me off- is being our little cock sleeve, and cum receptacle.” Taking hold of her head he began bobbing her face back and forth on his cock, pressing its head and shaft into her mouth with each bob.
“All you're good for right now is Sucking COCK and Swallowing heaps of CUM. Can you hear the capitalizations in that statement? Maybe after we’ve fucked you a couple dozen times in each of your tight little virgin holes and literally fucked the stupid out of you, you’ll also be good at getting fucked.” Hearing Kari growl slightly at his insinuation despite having his cock shoved in her mouth, Toko scoffed and continued ignoring her, as he drew his cock fully out of her mouth once more.
“Maybe enough that you’ll be able to earn a living on your back… HA! Who am I kidding, it will take hours of remedial training and hands-on teaching to get you anywhere near good enough for that. All you have going for you right now are those tight, VIRGIN holes; and even those will probably be a disappointment. Get used to this feeling Kamiya, as from now on, we own you... I OWN YOU!” shouting the last bit he literally cockslapped her as hard as he could several times emphasizing his point, drawing strangled complaints from Kari in between her sobs.
“After tonight, if I approach you anywhere, anytime, you WILL happily get down on your knees and blow me. You’ll blow anyone with me. Hell! If I give the word, you’ll suck the cock of anyone I tell you to; like a random old guy on the street, or the young little shit in junior out on the playground surrounded by his kiddy friends, the GOD DAMNED GYM TEACHER and all the rest of the boys in your class… anyone!” Grabbing the tip of her tongue he yanked it out of her mouth and began slapping his dick against the top of it hard.
Stopping, his cock resting firmly on her tongue, it still pinched between his fingers pulling it out for her mouth; Toko pulled his cock out and crouched so he eye to eye with Kari still pinching her tongue and keeping it pulled out of her mouth. “You know what, I refuse to call you Kamiya or anything related to a RESPECTABLE name from now on. You’re my property now BITCH and you’ll go by whatever I or one of the others here with me address you as and you’ll god damned well like it! Isn't that right little whore princess?” Sneering at her, Toko laughed. “Yeah. Yeah, I like it, but there are others that fit just as well. How does cock-hungry cum-guzzler sound to you, fits you to a tee right now.” Watching as Karis' eyes snapped open to glare hatefully towards his own Toko continued. “Nah, how about: perverted little cum-dump?” Seeing Kari shaking in absolute fury but remaining silent, Toko egged her on again. “Answer me when I TALK to you, you filthy, worthless, little cock loving cum-bucket.”
About to snap, Kari tried desperately to shut her mouth but his firm hold on her tongue prevented her from closing it without biting herself. Instead, glaring angrily at the leader as he harassed her; she tried as hard as she could to turn her face away and tug her tongue free in the process. Her attempt was thwarted and the male holding it tsks at her before replying with another cutting barb. “You keep your tongue out and protruded until I tell you otherwise, do you understand me you dirty, pathetic, dime a use CUM-SLUT.” Letting go of her tongue, Toko remained staring directly into her face almost nose to nose with Kari. Looking forward in frustration and fear Kari let out another sob but shakily nodded as the male grinned, before standing from his crouch and grabbing her chin with one hand; while he resumed slapping his cock against her protruding tongue some more. Stopping the slaps, he pressed the tip of his cock down against the top of the tip of her protruded tongue, and slowly slid it up from her tongue’s tip all the way along the top of it and in towards the back of her throat; rubbing his cock from his tip up the entire length of his shaft along the entirety of her tongue, making her taste every inch of his member as it slowly was re-inserted into her mouth and towards the back of her throat, before he just as slowly pulled back doing the same thing but reversing it on it's way out.
“Get a good taste of my cock, you hypocritical cum-guzzling whore!, it's the only thing other than cum I’m going to let you eat tonight.” Grabbing a good hold of her head, Toko reared back before ramming himself forward, thrusting and pushing his cock in as deep as he could in one brutal thrust. “Hope you like choking on long, thick hunks of meat Kamiya. I’m about to teach you how to use that sweet innocent throat of yours the PROPER way. Your performance with your mouth tonight has been shitty at best, and you failed spectacularly last Friday when you tried to give that banana that blowjob, so it's up to me to teach you how to do this properly.”
Kari's eyes bulged as her throat bulged from the unexpected penetration as she felt his cock ram itself into her mouth and slightly down her throat. “Step one, when you take a dude cock, you need to take all of it. None of this half-assed, half in the mouth-half out like you did with my friends.”
Repeatedly thrusting back and forth, causing her throat to bulge in and out with each thrust as his cock’s head rams back down into her throat, Toko began to viciously throat fuck Kari. Clenching her head painfully, he gripped handfuls of Kari's hair in both hands while he continued plunging into her throat, bobbing her head back and forth viciously along the length of his cock over the top of her tongue as he did. Another -beep- sounded out but Kari could only let out a muffled gasp as she couldn’t even get a proper breath. Slamming deeply into her throat, Toko pulled Kari's head as close to his crotch as he could, forcing his cock further within and causing it to occupy deeper inside her throat. Holding her face pulled tight against himself, Toko watched apathetically as Kari's eyes started to bulge and roll back as she couldn't draw a breath due to his cock blocking her airways.
“Lesson two, a guy doesn’t like it when you struggle so hard against him as he rams his cock fully into your mouth and down your throat. You either ease up and allow him to do what he wants or he tears your tight throat apart without your consent and makes the time less enjoyable for both parties.” Another -beep- goes off as he lets go allowing Kari to pull away violently and free her mouth completely of his cock.
Gasping and coughing, Kari gasped, heaving several times as she began throwing up vomit and spit into the toilet she had been forced to be seated on before she felt the male reach out and grab hold of her head again and slam his cock back in. “Nu-uh. I didn’t say we were finished yet. Your throat and my cock are getting well acquainted with one another you cock sucking whore! Keep still, and take my length down into your throat or we're going to have problems.”
Repeatedly Toko slammed his rock-hard cock back into her mouth and down her throat. Each time holding her in place just that little while longer, until she literally looked like she was on the verge of passing out before letting her up; all the while degrading her. “There’s a good little cock sleeve. You're really starting to pick up your lesson on sucking cock 101. By the time we're finished tonight you might be at the level of earning a C- with your mouth. Don’t worry though, you’ll have plenty of other lessons and new things to learn before we're done with you slut.” After the third time, he had rammed his cock in and almost forced her to pass out, Kari was no longer throwing up -whether that was due to having no more vomit within or that her abused throat had forcefully been made to ignore her gag reflex- she couldn't say.
“By the end of tonight, we’ll have you at least at a C+ average across the board. You’ll learn to take several hard cocks when they get shoved deep inside your tight holes in 'Not a Virgin now! 16+'...maybe even get you into the advanced course 'Stuffing her holes: DP.' on taking multiple cocks at the same time. And you’ll gain a basic understanding of how to hold large amounts of hot thick cum after it gets deposited into your womb and ass, learning the ins and outs of being a cum-dump in 'Molding a Cum-Slut: Beginner.'"
Finally, after several minutes of torturous abuse, as he described the plans in store for throughout the night, Kari felt him begin to even out, no longer pushing deeply into her throat and simply trusting inside her mouth quickly. “We might get a little rough with 'Knowing your place: A study of Obedience.' If we have time, we’ll aim to get started on 'Obeying Commands: Bitches follow orders.' I think that will be all there will be time for, unfortunately. Still, your lesson schedule sounds jam-packed and really interesting doesn’t it?” Bobbing her head back and forth along the length of his shaft as he quickened his pace and thrusts, pistoning into her mouth as quickly as possible as he neared his limit.
With a guttural yell, Toko gave two fast hard thrusts before he threw his hips back and pulled her face almost completely away from his cock its tip just resting within the edges of her lips still. Then with a roar, he pulled her face forward and as hard as he could while thrusting his hips forward and slammed his cock’s length as deep into her throat as he could; pulling her face as close as possible, his balls slapping painfully against her lips and chin as he and released his load. Holding her in place, his cock firmly shoved almost a quarter of the way down Kari's throat he glared at her struggling frantically gagging and suffocating face and spoke loudly.
“Kamiya! Yo! You who, you cock slut… do I have your attention?! Then take it! Take it all. Swallow it all down your greedy hungry cock sleeve of a throat!” Kari’s choked strangled gurgle had him pause before he cocked his head to the side as if pretending to listen for something. “What's that? My mighty cock’s in the way? Well too bad! Suck it all down anyways. Swallow my cock deeper down your throat! You should have enough power in your lungs to suck it, and all my sweet cum down with how much screaming and shrieking you were doing earlier! I even gave you a reprieve before I finished, so do your job you cum-bucket and suck down my seed!” he tells her, demanding that she swallow it all with his cock still in there.
Kari, having little choice, and seeing stars due to the lack of oxygen; quickly tried her best to swallow, dragging all the cum in her throat down and pulling his cock slightly further down into her throat. After several strangled gasping swallows, Kari finally managed to clear most of the cum in her throat, but still his cock was choking her air supply as it blocked most of her throat's passage. On the verge of passing out, mercifully Kari felt the male pull his cock free out of her throat and mouth allowing her to finally gasp in several haggard, labored breaths. Letting go of her head, Toko stepped away from her as she gagged and retched, a mix of vomit, spit and cum spewing from her mouth like a river. High-fiving the other two guys, Kari watched through blurry vision as the leader walked over to the others and reached out, grabbing the camera from its perch before lifting it up so he's personally recording, zooming it in on her face to admire his handy work.
Once Kari's breathing evened out and she was no longer retching, they all watched as she turned and glared at them hatefully, her face captured in all its fury in the camera's viewfinder. Huddling together they quietly mutter several things back and forth among themselves as Kari coughed heavily, still trying to get her breathing in order after the thorough abuse her throat had just been put through. Kari couldn't hear anything they were saying, but decided she’s had enough.
Furiously she began to struggle, trying desperately to get free of her bindings, only keeping quiet for fear of the knife resting just within the leader's reach on the top of the toilet paper dispenser. Breaking from their huddle, Kari saw them each staring at her with an intensity that frightened her; while unknown to her, each of the three staring at were doing so sporting a truly twisted perverted grin on their faces. The leader now holding the camera recording her, stepped forward and spoke again.
“Hello, Cum-Bucket. I know that you just had several thick, long rods shoved into your mouth and down your throat; so relax we're giving you a reprieve -don’t say we never did anything nice for you- as this is the second time I’ll have given you a break while trying to get you properly trained; and your course lesson learned.” watching the three snicker to themselves Kari blood boiled in outrage and humiliation over what they had done to her.
“That said, we do have something for you as a congratulation for moving from a C- to a C+, bordering B- on your course of 'Sucking Cock 101: Taking cocks in 3 easy to learn steps!' We want you to open your mouth as wide as you can and try to stare innocently up at us while you're at it. It will be all the better for the film as we provide you with your gift alright?”
Kari, warring between her own self-preservation and her absolute seething rage at the humiliation and abuse that had been heaped onto her by the three before her, shut her eyes tightly. “YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELVES YOU PENCIL DICKED COCK GOBBLERS!” she bellowed before shutting her mouth tightly, clenching her teeth together as tightly as she could in refusal.
Scowling and no longer looking jovial or happy, Toko let out a rage-filled snarl of his own before reaching out to grab the knife. Opening it with an ominous -click- he took it, dragging its edge painfully over the top of Kari’s breasts with just enough pressure that it almost cut the skin but instead left an angry red line. Grabbing her by the throat, Toko choked her hard, and pressed the knife up against her throat, spittle flying as he snarled his own reply.
“Pencil dicked cock gobbler...huh. A pencil dicked cock gobbler! HUH! Is that what YOU just SAID! BICTH I GUESS we Really do need to FUCK THE STUPID RIGHT OUT OF YOU HUH!” Letting go of her throat and pulling the knife away slightly, he backhanded her viciously on the right side of her face with his free hand before using it to once more grip her throat, choking the air from her.
“I warned you! I told you how this is going to be! YOU FEEL THIS KNIFE! HUH! DO YOU!? Do you FEEL this KNIFE I’ve got pressed into your fucking THROAT! YOU WANNA DIE!?” Pressing it harder into her neck, a trickle of blood flows free as a slight nick is cut into her neck.
Feeling the knife actually cutting into her neck Kari’s survival instincts overrode any angry, belligerent defiance she had been feeling until then with sheer soul-numbing terror. All of her attitude and fighting spirit left in an instant and was replaced with an all-consuming fear for her own wellbeing. Whimpering and crying in absolute terror, Kari screamed out in broken terrified sobs.
“NO! NO I- I- I DON’T! sob I DON’T WANT TO DIE! PLEASE! PLEASE J-JUST LET ME GO! I WON’T EVER TELL ANYONE! JUST sob JUST PLEASE, PLEASE STOP! I’M SORRY! sob SORRY FOR ALWAYS TEASING EVERYONE! I DIDN’T MEAN- I DIDN’T THINK THAT- I’M SORRY OK! SO, sob SO, sob SORRY! I’LL PROMISE! I’LL NEVER TREAT ANOTHER GUY LIKE I HAVE BEFORE! SO JUST, JUST  sob  PLEASE!”
Breaking down into hysterical sobs Kari begged; begged with all her might with her three captors, hoping they would finally let her go and that her nightmare would end.
Toko unmoved kept the knife pressed against her neck as her screaming sobs and begging continued repeating the same things over and over. “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Toko bellowed in Kari’s face forcing her silent in terror, the only noise now being made by her a gurgled hysterical sob as she tried to remain silent.
“LISTEN BITCH! Beg and scream and cry all you like. I told you how this plays out! Do you think your waterworks move me at all? NO! You’re being punished! This isn’t something you can just opt-out of and leave! YOU get to LEAVE when we SAY you get to leave! We’re NOWHERE near done with you YET! NOW, are you going to follow my instructions like a good little WHORE!? Or am I going to have to start carving chunks out of that lithe, little body of yours!? DECIDE!”
Kari, terrified of the knife still pressed into her neck, lets out several more strangled terrified sobs, crying in anguish, despair, and terror; before bowing her head in submission while sobbing out. “Yes- Yes I’ll follow your instructions! I’ll be your little- sob YOUR LITTLE WHORE! Just- JUST Please, sob PLEASE, LET ME LIVE!” she finished in near hysterics weeping in terror, tears streaming down her cheeks as snot ran freely out her nose.
Nodding, Toko pulled the knife away from her throat and re-sheathes the blade with a -click- but didn’t move to put it back over on the dispenser; and instead simply slipped it into his pocket.
All too aware of the implied message, Kari shut her eyes tightly, but kept her mouth open, gasping and panting for breath intermittently broken up by a strangled sob.
“Now as I told you before BITCH. Look up towards us with those cute little innocent doe-eyes you love teasing with so much. And before I just wanted you to open your mouth, but now you open it as wide open as you can AND now you also need to stick your tongue out as far as you can. If your hands were free I’d be making you pull the sides of your mouth as open as you can as well but they’re bound; regardless I want your mouth as open as you can force it, like a gaping cassam.” Toko ordered her with a low dangerous tone as he stared intently at her shut eyes.
With another desperate wailing sob, she complied, her tongue protruding out of her mouth as she opened it wide; her tongue forced to hang uselessly out in the open in the air. Her tear-filled eyes staring blurred and unfocused up towards her tormentors and her camera as she did her best through the tears to make them look innocent despite the mess on her face and her terrified expression. A -beep- rang out, causing Kari to clench her eyes in shame, but a slap to her face from the leader as he glared at her; had her forcing them open and looking up at them towering over her instead. Staring up towards them, Kari could only sob helplessly as each of the three males took a hold of their dicks and began jerking them, pumping and stroking their hardened shafts, jacking off to the sight of her bound and humiliated form. After several minutes of rigorous pumping in all but silence -the only noise, her own distorted sobs and crying- all three were ready.
Glaring at her, Toko yanked her hair tugging on it painfully, forcefully reminding her “Mouth open wide, eyes up, tongue out slut. And don’t you dare shut it or attempt to spit out until I tell you to you, you won’t like the consequences.”
Gripping the camera with one hand he lets go of her hair and instead grips his cock along with the others, angling the camera so Kari’s face and each of the three dicks are firmly in the shot. Then, as one, the three males moan and release their loads into Kari's awaiting mouth and all over her face, accompanied by several beeps of the camera as Toko ensured that several photos of the moment were taken, capturing the latest and worse of her humiliations yet. Kari's eyes half-lidded, as fresh tears started to leak from her eyelids mixing with the hot cum splashed all across her face and into her open waiting mouth. Gagging at the taste and wincing at the slight sting in her eyes from where some of the cum had splashed onto them, Kari wanted to gag and spit it out so badly but the warning and order from moments ago were fresh in her mind and so she forced herself to remain still, mouth wide open holding the large pool fo cum within as she stared as innocently up towards her tormentors as she could; head tilted back to make sure none of the cum pooled in her mouth had a chance to leak free, choking gurgling sobs muffled by the load in her mouth.
“So slut... tastes GOOD right!? You’ll want to savor those three separate but very distinct flavors I think. Go ahead. Close your mouth and SWISH it around, get your mouth all nice and coated in me and my friends' spunk. Let it linger all over your tongue so you can truly appreciate the GIFT we have just given you.” Toko ordered. To emphasize the command, his hand left his now semi-flaccid penis and made as though to reach towards the pocket where the knife was stored.
Reluctantly, Kari compiled, following his instruction; as another -beeb- sounded out. Openly crying, sobbing tears of shame, Kari closed her mouth, swishing the cum around for a minute before being ordered to open her mouth again. Opening her mouth, Kari shuddered as another -beeb- rang out before she was ordered to swallow it all. Clenching her eyes shut in shame, she quickly swallows several times clearing her mouth of the load. Hearing the command to open it so they can see how well she did, Kari took a shaky shuddering breath before opening it for their inspection.
“Looks good, cum-bucket. Do you want to say anything to us or our wonderful nourishing gift?” Toko snarked at her, eye blazing in smoldering contempt just waiting for her to be disobedient once again. Swallowing tightly, Kari shut her eyes tightly before bowing her head in defeat and murmuring in a whisper, “Thank you, it was delicious.”
“What was that you disgusting cum-slut, we DIDN'T hear you. What did you say? Look us in the eyes when you talk, and state whatever you were going to say LOUD and PROUD cum-dump. We CAN’T hear you with your head bowed down and you mumbling your WORDS.”
Fresh tears of humiliation leaked out of Karis' eyes as she struggled with herself to make herself acknowledge the implied order, her pride and self preservation warning one another over the decision.
“We’re waiting, Princess WHORE. We don’t have all day, and neither do you. Are you going to say anything or not?” Tomo sneered, his hand twitching towards his pocket one more.
Taking a shuddering breath, Kari looked up towards the three males and the camera filming her and loudly stated, “Thank you, for the meal. It was delicious.” Before hiding her face in shame as they all laughed at her.
“See. See how easy that was, you filthy cum-slut. Didn’t take you too much effort at all. Maybe if you're a good little cum-dump we’ll give you another meal later. For now though, your too STUPID to use your mouth for anything else productive so we’re gonna have to gag you again.”
Bending down Toko grabbed the dried-out ball of panties from where it lay discarded on the ground and approached her. Reaching out he gently uses it to wipe off the cum coating her face, its fabric slightly dry and crusty before one again being moisturized with her bodily fluids and their cum. Once her face was dried and mostly clean, he held up the now slathered and cum covered panty ball.
“ You- YOU can’t expect me to- to le-” Hearing her start to protest, he cut her off with a growl, his empty hand shooting forward and gripping her face, forcing her mouth open as he stuffed it inside her mouth with his other. “WHORE, if I wanted your opinion I’d ask for it. DID I ASK? No. As I said, too stupid to use her mouth or anything productive.”
Whimpering, Kari gagged as the taste of their cum once again invaded her mouth and tongue as the ball was forcefully shoved into her mouth past her teeth and all over the top of her tongue. With the panty ball stuffed firmly back in place, Toko untied the knot binding the seconds part of the gag from around her neck before re-folding it and then re-securing it, pulling it tightly back over the ball pinning it in place inside her mouth. With the gag back firmly in place, Toko quickly checked the time of the video and whistled when he realized an hour had barely passed since they started.
“Hey cum-slut just thought you ought to know. Our lesson has only been going on for about an hour, an hour, and fifteen minutes tops.” Hearing the amount of time, Kari let out a heart-wrenching garbled wail of despair as her mind slowly processed that. I thought it had been LONGER than THAT! I know the sports clubs who have practice today will be busy for between two to four hours usually before they head into the gym for cool downs and to clean themselves if they need it. Two of the girl clubs and three of the guys should be coming in today. I’m really hoping someone would have heard me and all of this by now and come rescue me… but only 60 MINUTES HAVE GONE BY! That still leaves another HOUR minimum before anyone has even a remote CHANCE of coming to help. I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! I HAVE TO ESCAPE!
Watching as Kari started to scream and wail again, her noises muffled through her gag before she began to once again thrash about in her bonds, trying to pull free; Toko laughed at her futile struggling before scoffing and paying her theatrics no further mind as he continued. “Our lesson was originally supposed to take three, maybe four hours depending on how fast you learned. Just wanted you to know the timetable we’re looking at here. Just think of all the fun we have planned.”
Kari, realizing the hopelessness of her situation and knowing that her torment has only just truly gotten underway; let out another despaired filled garbled blubbering scream and wail before she began to sob heavily, crying again as any hope she had of them being done and letting her go, was consumed by despair. Hearing her garbled wails and sobs of despair and fear, Tomo felt himself getting hard again and began to understand why his brother may have decided to become a Yakuza despite the risk and undying devotion and loyalty you need to have towards your “family.”
If Omajo is anything like me then it's no wonder he chose something like being a member of a criminal empire over some pussy day job. He and his fellow Yakuza buddies were so aroused and into it when they were breaking in those two college girls three months ago, and he regularly acts as an enforcer for things, getting to crack heads as he shakes down places and people who owe the family. He’s always recalling his work with a content smirk when we talk about it after he’s had a few drinks. He doesn’t even mind the occasional wetwork and more hardcore stuff he’s had to do since moving up from a basic grunt in the organization. Having Kamiya here...at my mercy, in despair like this; her hopelessness and fear are like a drug that I just want to take another hit of. I'm rock hard again despite having cum not even a few minutes ago. I’m not usually a big stamina buff when it comes to this. Watching regular porn, I get two ejaculations usually before I’m spent and can’t go again.
His mind racing with these thoughts, Tomo stared hard at Kari’s distraught tear-stained face as her sobs and muffled crying echoed around the stall they had her secured in. Slapping both his own cheeks gently to focus and psyche himself up for what was coming next, Toko turned to the others; who had now cleaned their dicks off with some of the toilet paper as they just stood about awkwardly loitering and watching Kari as she struggled. Putting the camera back on its perch on the dispenser and getting it set back on its previous angle, Toko motioned towards the others drawing their attention.
“Well. Now with Kamiya the cum-slut all fed here I think it's time we move on to the main course. Both of you will need to assist me in getting her tied again, as it's going to take possibly all three of us; that is,” he pauses as he stares intently at Kari’s shuddering form. “If our current trainee resident cum-dump doesn’t cooperate and do what she is told. Though I don't think we should have any problems on that front. WILL WE?!” Getting a terrified rapid nod of agreement Toko continued to stare at Kari ensuring that she knew her place before turning back to the others and with a motion declared, “Then it’s time we get to work.”

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Instructing the others, Toko quickly explained to them what he had planned and how Kari needed to now be bound, before they all converged on her struggling sobbing body.
“So SLUT, you know how this song and dance goes already. You will NOT kick any of us, or FIGHT us in any way. The sooner we finish getting you set up the way we want, the faster we move on and the quicker this all gets to end. A reminder to YOU, our cum guzzling, cock sucking, little whore princess; you’ve already tested me once and SEEN how far I'm willing to take this. Be a good little cum-sucking slut and learn your place as our NEW virgin -soon not to be a virgin- tight little cum-bucket.” His piece said, Toko and the others moved forward and ignoring Kair’s hysterical sobbing, grabbed a hold of her left leg and pulled it away from her other one, spreading it wide open and exposing her juicy soaking pussy and the comply soaked through crotchless thong she was wearing. Feeling no resistance as they did so, they quickly got to work. Ogata and Yakato lifted her leg up and held it in position as Toko tied it. Using more of the jump ropes he'd lashed and tied around the interior of the left side of the stall, he binds her leg securely, wrapping and tying off the rope at just above her knee and around the lowest part of her thigh; her leg lifted out and suspended in the air as it is held pulled tight by the ropes hanging from the stall, her leg to flopping closed uselessly at the knee while held suspended midair. Duplicating the same action on the right, Kari quickly found herself sitting slightly arched, leaning backward on the toilet as her suspended legs pulled her lower body upwards; legs spread open and hanging uselessly her pussy in her crotchless thong and her lower body now stretched out, fully exposed to the camera and to three guys toying with her. Struggling in a vain attempt to get her legs closed somehow, Kari’s body rocked about, her legs flopping about but unable to close.
“That's a nice clean-shaven pussy you have their cum-slut. More and more, the evidence against you stacks up. Don’t you know only girls in a relationship or those with a regular lover shave themselves? Most other women see it as a sign that you're a whore or a harlot. Though if the shaved pussy wasn’t proof, your perverted underwear choice certainly would be.” Grinning maliciously towards her, Toko continued.
“Wish I had some strong scissors though, as the quarter-cup bra needs some modifications. If given the chance I’d cut out all the excess fabric and leave a v-shaped line and the load-bearing area of the fabric to keep your boobs in place and held within but the crisscrossing weird spider web of useless material has got to go. It draws attention away from your perky nipples and the beautiful light shade of your areola and hides the lower quarter of your breast when you clearly don’t care if they're seen as demonstrated by you choosing to wear a shelf bra in the first place. Hell, I might as well just cut it all away and turn them into a cupless bra for all the good that piece of cloth acts like a bra.” Ignoring her muffled scream of outraged protest, Toko reached out and picked up the camera. Zooming in he records a full close up shot of the tight pink semi stretched, slightly parting opened folds of her pussy’s lips; perfectly backdropped by the butterfly designed crotchless thong encapsulating the sides of it and resting above them before manually snapping a photo with a -beep- as she let out a muffled wail through her gag and tried even harder to get her legs out of their bindings and pull them closed.
Filming her struggle with one hand, Toko reached out with the other and gently spread her pussy’s lips open fully, exposing the lush pink inside of her untouched, unexplored cunt. Another beep signaling another photo taken, caused Kari to let out a loud garbled screaming shriek before she began to violently thrash about in her binds. Crouching down between her spread legs, Toko angled the camera so that it recorded a true close up as only her exposed pussy remained in the shot as her body writhed about trying desperately to prevent him from spreading her pussy’s lips and exposing her raw tight pink untouched virgin cunt to the recording. Holding open the folds of her tight virgin hole with two of his fingers, he inserts two of the others inside of her, eliciting a loud sexual moan and a shrieked garbled muffled plea for him to stop. Slowly pistoning his finger in and out while moving them around inside her, Toko slowly brought her steadily towards a climax while at the same time feeling himself getting hard again as his sexual arousal spiked with every sexy moan and breathy squeal that Kari made as his fingers probed about inside her.
Hearing Kai moan out in pleasure, he watched as she couldn’t take anymore and shuddered under her orgasm; her juices releasing and coating all over his fingers still inside of her. Slumping slightly in exhaustion Kari leaned further backward and breathed heavily as she came down from her high. Pulling his fingers free he gave them an experimental lick before giving a non-committal “hmm” sound, and then pulled a few pieces of the toilet paper from the dispenser before wiping them clean, discarding the used toilet paper into the trash. Resetting the camera back on its filming angle Toko nodded to himself and motioned to the others.
With Kari all lubricated with her own sex juices and ready, Toko stepped forward and began to get himself into position. Moving forward he shifted slightly to the left of Kari's sitting form, after having ducked under her now bound suspended legs. Crouching down he reached over and loosened the rope tied around the base of the toilet giving it some slack in its length, and allowing Kari some slight freedom as the tight hold it had secured her to the toilet with was lessened. With its adjusted length and looser hold, Toko knew that Kari could now be moved about slightly on the toilet seat, the slack in the rope securing her now allowing for her to be lifted into the air by a foot or so; which was exactly what he needed.
Standing back up from his crouched position, he motioned to Ogata and Yakato to get ready. “Alright, I’m in position and loosened her binds enough that she's not held to the toilet so tightly anymore.” Hearing his statement Kari jerked her body and found that she was indeed able to move more freely. Seeing her test his statement Toko grinned vindictively.
“Too bad your legs are all bound and suspended now, you might have had a chance to stand and attempt to seriously fight to escape. Oh well, no loss on our part.” He mocked as Kari gave a small shudder and glared angrily at him before she began to struggle frantically, shuffling her body around on top of the toilet, almost over balancing several times due to her new amount of limited freedom of movement. “Careful. We don’t want you falling off your seat of honor Princess. Sit still.”
Recognizing the command for what it meant, Kari’s struggles and wiggling ceased and she slowly started to sob again quietly crying in frustration and fear as the male in charge of her torment waited near her patiently. Seeing her follow his order without issue, Toko turned and spoke to the others. “Now both of you need to come over here and lift her up so I can get seated and comfortable on top of the toilet. Once in position, -I’ll let you know when- you can lower her down.” Then addressing Kari he laughed, taunting her.
“So cum-dump. So far in your special lessons, you’ve attended Cock Sucking 101 and given each of your new professors a good time, whoring out your mouth and sucking down our cum in hopes to increase your grade in the course; like the little slut you are. I’m happy to inform you that your efforts as a cock hungry, cum-slut have paid off. You learned to suck cock well enough that, as your teacher; I’ve raised your grade from an F to a C+. It would have been a B- but your attitude caused me to dock you points. Now moving on, we're about to start the next lesson course: Not a Virgin now! 16+ and the first thing we need to do is take care of that pesky virginity problem. Once it's out of the way we’ll start teaching you all about the act of reproduction, and explore and debate on the topics of how far a cock can get shoved inside your tight virgin hole, and how hard my cock can be rammed into you while I’m fucking you.”
Drawing looks of absolute horror and despair from Kari, Toko ignored her as she began screaming at him through her gag, pleading a muffled and gargled request that to him sounded more like a demand. “No! You C'gh! CHueahe NO! Non'gh GHache NHy GHIUHINIGHY! CHUEAHE I HEH YOU!”
Raising a hand he silenced her with a glare before he resumed ignoring her crying wailing sobs as she started again. “Shut it Bitch. Now, where was I? Oh, Yes. As we wind down on the first segment of the lesson, we’ll briefly touch on one of your other planned courses: Molding a Cum-Slut: Beginner with a small introduction to its course agenda in regards to receiving a creampie, getting ejaculated inside, and what to do afterward. There will be a short break as we switch lecturing professors and then the course outline will resume. Hopefully, by the end of this special course, you’ll have learned the basic skills required to please a man on the most basic level; using your recently trained -not so virgin- holes. As mentioned previously, depending on how much of a time crunch we're feeling, we may touch base on the more advanced course: Stuffing her holes: a Study in DP; however, currently, we’re playing that by ear rather than planning for it.” Smirking at her shuddering body, Toko took a deep pleasure in the terror that shone so clearly across her face as she struggled harder.
“Like your previous lesson, you will be graded on your performance; so remember to do your best! Finally, know that course participation and attendance is MANDATORY -not that you really had a choice- and so I’ll be expecting you to do your best to participate.” He finished smugly before indicating that he was ready for Ogata and Yakato. The other two, receiving his signal complied; moving forward and grabbing her body under her armpits and lifting her up and away from the toilet getting a startled yelp from Kari as her body was lifted a fair amount into the air before the rope securing her to the toilet's base pulled taunt and stopped her from being raised any higher. With Kari lifted clear and out of the way, Toko boldly sat down on the toilet seat directly underneath Kari's lifted form.
“All right, time to start earning a proper reputation to go along with your new name Cum-Slut.”
Realizing what was happening, and spotting the male’s cock standing at attention, fully erect and directly under her, Kari lost it. Frantically she tried in vain to struggle against the hold of Ogata and Yakato as she screamed and begged; fighting desperately trying to escape the inevitable outcome she knew was coming, too powerless and helpless to stop it. Screaming through her gag, pleading hysterically in a garbled mess of jumbled sounds, hysterical shrieks and half-understood words for someone ANYONE to stop what was about to happen, Kari broke in hopeless despair as the two holding her began to lower her down towards the rock hard cock bellow her.
“We will now call roll for lesson attendance. Kamiya the cum-slut princess, soon-to-be cock sleeve?” Ignoring her garbled half shrieked sobs and muffled begging, Toko directed the others to position her as he aimed and adjusted his member as her frantically struggling form was carefully lowered back down into place; her twitching pussy aligned directly over his erect cock, as it twitched in anticipation. Once he felt the tip of his penis pressing lightly into her pussy’s folds, he pushed its tip just a little bit more inside of her in preparation and reached out grabbing a hold of her waistline as he spoke. “All attendees confirmed. The special course lesson is about to begin, so everyone needs to... TAKE. THEIR. SEATS!”
With his final shout, he pulled down on her motioning for the others to let her go and let her weight do the rest. The second she was released and dropped, Kari let out an only slightly muffled ear-piercing screech of pain as her fresh screams cut clear through her gag as her virgin hole was torn asunder, her internal canal spread painfully as her pussy forcefully plunged the rest of the way down upon his rock hard rod, her tight untouched hole ravaged by his cock as it's embedded deep within her by gravity’s work. Her struggling, pain-wracked body released spasms; as her virgin blood leaked out from within from beside the cock now stuffed deep inside of her.
“OH MY GOD! She’s so TIGHT! OH, GOD! It feels like she's going to pinch off my penis at any minute! If this is sex, then my GOD we’ve been missing out. No wonder some guys get a girl pregnant early into their teens. If they discovered this is what a girl feels like when she’s untouched and their equipment down below is working and ready, then fuck the hell YES! I would fuck a girl, even if she was unwilling and it was a crime!” Exclaiming over Kari’s screams Toko shouted in excitement as he felt Kari’s inner body press tightly against his embedded cock from all sides. “Quick! One of you zoom the camera in so it's got a close-up shot of our cum-slut’s first time experiencing a man’s cock. Hell, get a couple of shots at different zooms so that I've got several to choose from. Once you take a couple, pass me the camera real quick. There's one I want to take personally.”
Quickly doing as instructed Yakato who was closest, grabbed the camera and took several photos of Toko with his cock buried deep inside Kari. Handing off the camera to Toko, they watched as he grabbed a handful of Kari’s hair from behind and pulled her painfully sobbing face back, and angled it upwards while pulling her from around the waist tighter up against his chest. Once her head was pulled back enough that her expression of pain and anguish running rampant on her face was completely clear, Toko gave the biggest shit-eating grin he could from his position behind her and extended the arm holding the camera out in front of their bodies getting the camera so that both of their faces are angled up slightly looking towards the camera.
“Smile for our commemorative selfie, princess cum-slut.” A digital -beep- and he was one again motioning, waving his extended arm about for one of the others to grab the camera. Ogata was the one who took it from his grasp this time, before carefully setting it back up in position and angling it for recording.
“Well now, first problem solved. Now we just need to get you to start participating actively in the class lecture. Your course assignment, Cum-Slut Kamiya, is to start moving your hips and fucking my cock properly. I’ll help at first, but eventually, you’ll need to do it on your own; as your teachers aren't here to mollycoddle you.” With Kari unable to lift herself free, held in position secured firmly in place by her bound legs, Toko began to bounce her up and down on his lap, sliding her up and then thumping her down again and again back onto his erect cock; stopping after several bounces to grind her about rubbing his cock about inside her before resuming. With each of the bounces, Kari couldn’t help but react; letting out a pained moan, a muffled cry, or a garbled plea too illegible to make out as each time her body and tight little pussy were bounced up and then banged back down on his cock, it shoved deep inside her. Soon her muffled cries of pain turned into breathy moans as he increased his pace, bouncing her higher, up along his embedded shaft, and actually thrusting up to meet her as she crashed down again to several beeps from the camera.
Faster he pistoned into her, his hands gripping the sides of her waist, guiding and controlling the speed and length of her ascent up off his cock before she inevitably was pulled back down on top of it; each time getting faster and harder as Toko was drawn to his absolute limit. Breathlessly Toko moaned out to the others, “Get- pant get the camera ready! I’m pant so- so close. groan She's so FUCKING tight! I'm pretty sure she’s bruised my cock with how moan HARD she’s SQUEEZING it with her- her TIGHT. HOT. PUSSY!” telling them between thrusts into Kari’s bound bouncing body, as he neared his limit. Then after another hellish fevered minute of frantic bouncing and grinding, Toko gave several final lurching bounces, before on the final bounce he pushed her body up until only the tip of his penis remained inside of her abused cunt. Then at the apex of her height, as he felt the ropes binding her to the toilet pull taut, he pulled her body down with all his might; crashing her painfully down on top of his own. Slamming her down hard as possible onto himself, forcing his cock deep into her as he spasmed and hot cum rocketed into her abused pussy. The sound of more beeps rang out, drowned out by Kari’s breathless arousing half screamed moan and his own throaty guttural groan of release. Basking in the feeling for a moment as he felt his cock continue to shoot load after load of his hot cum deep inside of her quivering insides, Toko let loose a sigh of absolute satisfaction and pleasure, all the tension he had been feeling sexually all week now sated. Pulling out of her, and letting it hang limply off to the side, he sat exhausted as his seed flooded out from within her abused canal, pouring out in thick white globs from inside her quivering pussy and into the toilet below them as several more beeps rang out, capturing the moment; both Kari’s and his own breaths coming in ragged and panting.
Lifting her weight off his legs and lap, Toko slid out from under her exhausted limp body falling to the floor of the stall at the side of the toilet with a -thud- Groaning slightly, he sat there for a moment before slowly rising to his feet and standing, and feeling every bit as worn out as he's sure Kamiya was; gingerly stepping back under her quivering suspended leg and walking back over to the others.
Leaning against the wall for support, Toko took a hold of the camera, slowly panning it over Kari’s mostly near-catatonic twitching body, as a steady flow of his own thick cum continued to run out of her twitching pussy. Sighing in absolute contentment, Toko positioned himself so he knew he had the best angle for what they had planned next.
“Well guys, that was absolutely incredible. Unfortunately only one of you is going to feel anything even remotely close to what I did as only one of you can take her other virginity. Personally, as Y took her first time sucking a dick, and I took her first time riding a hard cock, I think it's only fair that O gets to do her in her ass for the first time. I'm sure that all of us will sample each of her tight little holes eventually before we're through tonight but firsts are a special thing and I don't think it's fair to be too greedy. Sorry Y, that means your left dealing with my sloppy seconds.”
Giving Toko a glare that would probably set him on fire if he tried hard enough, Yakato sighed before agreeing with him about the firsts thing. Reaching into his pocket with a free hand, Toko pulled out two small thin wrappers and tossed them towards each of the others. “You can opt for a condom or not, it's up to you, as you know. Probably be safer for you to wrap up Y, don't know if you could catch anything by mixing your fluids with the remains of mine and hers.” Slipping under her leg and waiting for her to be lifted by the others, Ogata slid into place under her in the same position as Toko. Kari, having rested just enough to gain enough clarity to realize what they were planning, began feebly struggling in an attempt to pull herself free, whining piteously with helpless moans as they got her lifted and raised into position once again.
Tomo, preparing to lower Kari down with the help of Yakato, suddenly had the urge to smack himself. Letting go without thinking, he took a single step away and heard a solid “oof” as Yakato was suddenly forced to support all of Kari’s weight all alone. “Sorry man. Be back in a sec, just realized we're missing something that's needed,” and without any further explanation, Toko moved as fast as his tired body could take him back out into the locker area. They heard a locker get pulled open and some shuffling before the locker was closed shut fairly hard. Walking back in, the others saw he was now carrying some form of a bottle. Kari recognized it as her shampoo.
Tossing it to the Ogata he tells him to lube up otherwise he might end up not being able to get it back out of her again. Stepping back to where Yakato is still holding Kari up, Toko apologizes again but doesn’t go back to assisting him in lifting her. Instead, he reaches out and grabs the camera he had set back down. Taking two fingers in his other hand he lathers them well before aiming the camera's viewfinder at her bare ass with one hand, before with another -beep- he shoved them into Kari's ass enticing a yelp of discomfort as she felt them push inside her ass, lubing up her hole as best he could. Another -beep- as he removed his fingers from her hole, before telling Ogata to get ready. Getting the camera back perched in position, Toko and Yakato both lift Kari, shifting her about in the air until she's in position, with Ogata's penis lined up with her fresh untouched asshole. Then slowly once they're sure he's got the tip of his member aligned they lowered her until his tip was pressed up against her anus’s entrance. Then they pressed her deep, forcing her down, and sliding his cock into her inch by inch as she screamed and begged through her gag in pain for them to stop.
Knowing that they're made a lot of noise recently, Toko reached out and covered her gagged mouth with his hand to quiet and muffle her further. Once Kari was lowered all the way, with Ogata’s cock securely impaled inside her, Yakata stepped closer. Unwrapping the condom he slid it over his erect penis before positioning his wrapped up cock at her pussy's entrance. Hearing another beep signifying a picture, Yakato threw caution to the wind and simply thrust himself forward with reckless abandon, shoving his own dick into her; getting a slight “oof” from Ogata who was seated on the seat under her. Slowly the two begin to build an off set rhythm with their thrusts, alternating so Kari’s bound form swayed back and forth rising and falling with each alternating thrust into her, her breathy moans and groans fuelling both of the men inside her as they got a taste of what a real girl felt like for the first time.
More beeps triggered as over the next several minutes both Ogata and Yakato both began to feel themselves getting closer to climax. They each began to get faster and faster until they were plowing into her forcefully, deep heavy slapping sounds reverberating with each hit as all she could do was moan in a weird cross between pain and pleasure. Then like an angry animal each let out a guttural moan of pleasure and their cocks spasmed, sending hot streaks of cum deep into Kari's quivering moaning form. Breathing heavily, Yakato pulled out first with a -plop- tugging a bulging half-filled condom out of her pussy, the cum still safely inside and its plastic still firmly secured overtop of his cock for the most part as he noted that the condom had ridden up slightly on his shaft a bit. Pulling it off he tied the end of it closed slightly as several beeps rang before tossing it open onto Kari’s stomach. Breathing heavily Yakato took another moment to catch his breath before helping to lift Kari's worn exhausted frame off Ogata, his dick pulling out of her anus with a slippery pop and also releasing a fair-sized drizzle of cum from within her ass into the toilet below. Once Kari had been lifted off him enough Ogata slipped out from under her and standing on shaky feet he too ducked back under Kari's leg and joined the others who set her back down, watching as her abused anus clenched and eases as the last of Ogata’s cum dribbled out if.
“Our naughty little virgin -now no longer a virgin- cum-slut is now officially a real woman, and can in no way be considered a virgin any longer. I’d say we celebrate by fucking all her tight holes again until their completely raw and bleeding, but I’m still tired from my go around with what I have now dubbed the ‘cock eater’” Toko commented as he and the others stared at Kari’s twitching, nearly passed-out form, the only sign she was still awake the low soft pained groan that she let escape every few seconds.
“You know, despite the fact that this is supposed to be a punishment and lesson for her, I think we all enjoyed this part of the lesson a little too thoroughly. Though, she slowly but surely is gaining the proper experience to go along with her monikers.” Toko snorted with mirth and with some minor effort he shuffled to Kair’s exhausted body before reaching down and grabbing the used condom on her chest. Grabbing it by the end he lifted the still mostly filled bag up.
“Bet you our little cum guzzling, cum-dump can probably use a pick me up.”
With that said Toko moved the used condom from her chest and lifted it up to near Kari’s gagged mouth. Pinching the end closed, Toko pulled her lips slightly out and apart so that he could see the edge of the panty ball stuffed inside her mouth, the entire thing completely drenched in her saliva. Shoving the end of the condom into her mouth and alongside the side of the panty ball, Toko upended it and then pinched it together between his fingers and squeezed down along the body of the condom, squishing out any of the cum inside and directly out the open end pressed inside her mouth. Running his compressed fingers down it several times to ensure it was emptied, Toko pulled the end of the condom out of Kari’s mouth and pears down inside. Coating the inside of her lips and all over the panty ball was a fresh slathering of Yakato’s cum. Pleased, Toko tossed the used condom in the cum filled toilet.
“There, a nice fresh pick me up for our slutty little cum sucker.”
Motioning to others, Toko began to untie one of Kari’s legs from the securing point attached to the wall of the stall, leaving the rope still secured around the area by her knee. The others followed suit and soon Kari was sprawled exhausted resting on the toilet. Bending down Toko untied the rope tied around the toilet base keeping her secured sitting on top of the toilet. Standing back up, Toko instructed Yakato to grab the camera from where he set it resting back on the dispenser. Seeing it in hand, Toko then told them to follow, before reaching out and grabbing Kari by the rope tied around her arms. Using it as leverage, Toko hauled Kari’s near-unconscious body to her feet. Then with great difficulty, he walked her out of the stall and over to the shower area.

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Once in the showers, Toko quickly pinned her body against the wall under one of the showers with his own before taking the rope still tied around her waist from where it secured her to the toilet base and getting it looped around the heavy-duty shower head, before tying it securely taut holding Kari’s body upright without the chance of having her fall over if she suddenly collapsed.
Stepping back to admire her exhausted form, Toko took the camera back from the others. Several beeps rang out once again but Kari was simply too exhausted to care anymore. Feebly she tried pulling at the rope binding her but gave up within minutes, her energy spent. His next set of pictures taken, Toko quickly checked the video length and whistled as he saw that it had been a full hour and forty minutes later than the last time. That means that he and the others have been at it for a little under three hours. Seeing that the camera's battery showing about just over half charge, Toko knows they probably only have another hour, hour, and a half in the school before they run a very high risk of being discovered by the late evening custodial staff, or any of the school clubs that might be practicing. With that in mind, Toko moved, handing back over the camera to the others and telling them to keep filming and taking photos before quickly setting to work.
Lifting one leg up and pressing it against her thigh he wrapped the rope around her pressed-together leg three times before tying it off with a knot and pulling the remaining amount of rope tight and taut before tying it with a connecting knot to the ropes supporting her under the showerhead. Helpless Kari was forced to stand on one leg, the other bound, and pulled away exposing her naked abused pussy. Detaching one of the hand shower nozzle heads he turned on the water and got it to a warm setting before turning the nozzle head onto Kari's bound form.
As the warm water flowed over her sore and abused muscles Kari let out a sensual moan through her gag as the bliss of the warm water washing over her relaxed her tense exhausted body. After washing Kari off a bit, Toko made sure to spread her pussy open and flush it with warm water. Cleaning it thoroughly of any remaining leftover cum or fluids, Kari let out a soft mewl of pleasure as the warm water gently massages her bruised and throbbing cunt. After doing the same to her ass, Toko decided that their tired little cum-slut is still in need of another lesson and that she had rested enough.
“Now, now my precious cock sucking, cum chugging, personal cock sleeve, you're not finished with the day yet. A cum-dump I dubbed you and so far you've been doing your best to earn an honest reputation to go along with your new name, but I told you at the beginning of this that I was going to fuck you so hard and rough, and fill you with so much cum that you’d never be able to satisfy another man as you’d be so loose and so use to cum that there’d be no turning back for you. Now I may have exaggerated a little here and embellished a little more there, but I assure you that I’m going to do my best to fulfill at least part of my promise.”
Getting into a position close behind her, Toko spread her ass so that he could get his cock’s tip against its entrance. One positioned, he thrust his hard erect member into it without pause, forcing it painfully up into her body as he penetrated her asshole; Kari's muffled garbled scream tore out from her throat, her hoarse voice letting out a high and painful sounding shriek as she felt his hard cock plowing deep inside her asshole. With reckless indulgence he pounded into her, thrusting deep and hard each stroke of his cock like a jackhammer jarring her already ravaged body. Halfway through with a forceful yank Toko pulled his cock from inside her ass and instead slammed it violently into her pussy, fucking her roughly; slamming his cock again and again into her abused body.
Kari’s eyes rolled back into her head as her body which had been used, abused, violated, and exhausted could no longer take the strain and passed out.
Regardless of her state, Toko continued to pound into her abused holes, alternating between shoving his cock as deep inside of her ass, or thrusting it as hard and violently into her pussy as possible; hoping one of them would break. Kari, unconscious and limp, her body flopped about like a rag doll as Toko took all of his built-up frustrations out on her tight sex holes, with absolutely no thought or care for any consequence that it might bring.
With his cock thrusting violently inside her abused pussy, Toko felt ready to explode as his balls grew painful with their oncoming release. Hammering his cock back and forth inside of her, Toko let loose a mighty roar, before with one final massive savage thrust he released his seed straight into her pussy, deeply filling her. Pulling out his still twitching ejaculating penis he thrusts it up into her ass to finish off his unload as a large hot second serving of his cum was dumped into her abused sex organs. Grunting and breathing heavily, he removed his cock from her limp rag doll form and staggered back to watch as his seed spilled from her abused holes. Hearing a digital beep he looked over to see the other two males grinning and giving him the thumbs up. Grinning tiredly he returned the gesture before walking up and grabbing the camera. Walking over to Kari's unconscious form, Toko took a deep breath before addressing viewers watching once again.
“Well, well, well. It seems our petite little cum slut couldn't handle her new position and has shut down for the time being. No matter, I’d remain and have another go at her again but time, unfortunately, grows short. By my best guesstimate, we may have something close to fifteen, twenty minutes to release our perverted useless little cum dumpster, so we must be fast. O, go flush and scour the bathroom stall that we used to make sure there's no evidence left behind. Y, gather any loose material that doesn't belong and get them disposed of or stored away.”
Yakato gave a salute while Ogata moved to follow his instruction before stopping.
“And you T? I assume you’ll be untying the cum-slut and taking down any of the ropes she’s been bound with?”
Already doing so one-handed while he filmed Kari’s passed-out, cum dripping form; Toko waved him off.
“Yes O, I’ll take off our lovely precious tired cock sleeve and get her presentable.”
With that said he reached over and turned on the cold water, the shower over Kari’s body springing to life with a torrent of icy water that splashed onto her causing Kari to shriek through her gag and awaken once more.
“Wakey wakey, my dirty slutty little cum receptacle. We need to get you cleaned and dry before we can finally end…” Toko trailed off slightly, a malicious and truly despicable idea taking root in his mind as he stared at Kari’s naked shivering body, her nipples getting hard due to the sudden blast of cold water. “Today’s lesson.”
Shaking his head he continued as if nothing had happened. “Unfortunately my last part of the lesson didn’t seem to stick very well, as you found it so boring that you passed out on me mid-teaching.” Reaching up he untied the knot keeping her leg lifted and bound letting it flop and come unraveled. Grabbing the knot keeping it looped around her knee he quickly pulled that loose and fully untied the jump rope from her entirely before collecting it and wrapping it up before stuffing it into one of his pockets. Quickly doing the same to the other jump rope tied around her other leg, he wrapped that one up too and also stored it in his pocket.
Grabbing the same hand shower head from earlier he turned its flow onto a much stronger setting and to a near uncomfortably hot temperature. Taking the head he turned its blast onto Kari earning a more violent shriek as its hot water partially scoured her body clean. Spreading open her pussy lips he flooded the inside of her with its hot stream, roughly flushing her insides and washing all the cum out of her and from under her down the drain under the main overhead showerhead. Looking at Kari's soaking wet body again, Toko debated with himself before coming to a decision. Reaching into his slightly damp pocket Toko retrieved a spare flag marker that he had grabbed but didn’t think he would end up needing. Folding it over a couple of times so it was of a decent thickness and width he approached Kari.
“Well hungry, hungry cum-slut I need you to do a final thing for me before we finish tonight. I need you to hold still while I tie this blindfold over your eyes, as all three of each of us will also need to change and we can't have you being able to really identify us, I'm sure you understand.” Phrasing the last bit as less of a question and more of a demand Kari lowered her head in submission. “Good girl. Such an obedient, playful little cum-slut... aren’t you.”
With his final derogatory retort, Kari only managed to catch another brief glimpse of the leader's piercing green eyes and a tuft of blonde or very light brown hair before the billfold was pulled secure and tied firmly over her eyes. With her sight removed Kari couldn't see the very evil, lustful look that Toko was now gracing her with as he grinned maliciously into the camera.
Telling her to stand still, he went about untying her from the shower as Kari stood awkwardly about in the shower area, blind, with only the sound of his movements helping her barely know where the man who concocted her afternoon of terror and humiliation was located around her. Feeling the rope pulling her upwards loosen and herself no longer being held suspended by its taut pull, Kari released a gentle sigh, the noise lost against the panty ball still stuffed into her mouth still held tight by the other makeshift gag tight behind the back of her head. Gaging a little, Kari tried not to think about it as she could still taste the very distinct flavor of cum on her tongue.
With her eyes blinded and her body no longer bound suspended to the shower, Toko took hold of the rope still tied around and interwoven with the one wrapped around her waist and fed the end of it between her legs. Letting it dangle loosely there, held in his hand Toko directed Kari on where to walk and escorted her back out into the main locker area. Ogata and Yakato were both already there waiting. Getting confirmation from both that everything was clean, and there was nothing left behind Toko nodded and motioned at them. “Grab her bag and let's head over to our side. If a cleaner’s going to come, they are going to head to the girl's side first. Wouldn’t want to risk something now that we’re... nearly finished.”
Tucking their dicks away back into their pants, the three grabbed her sports bag, before Toko opened the empty locker near to Kari’s own and pantomimed grabbing items out of it before shutting it loudly. “I’ve got the rest of you stuff Kamiya, follow my instructions as we walk over to the boy's side and wait while we get changed. Once were done, we will do you one last service of toweling you dry before unbinding your arms and freeing you.”
Ogata and Yakato started in confusion at thief friends as they could clearly see that Toko had not gotten any of her other stuff. Holding his finger up to his lips to silence the others Toko waited as Kari nodded frantically in agreement, thinking that finally, her torture is near its end. Having the others pull open the door to the girl's locker area back to the main gym Tooko orders Kari to walk before grabbing hold of her bound arms and leading her out.
Together, the four quickly but stealthily walked over to the entrance to the boy's locker area before nudging the door open. Listening for any noise or sign of a cleaner might be in, they hear nothing. Pushing the door all the way open, Toko had Yakato hold it open as he directed Kari inside. Once all four were in they shut the door. Sitting Kari down on one of the benches the boys use to sit and change, the three rushed about like bats out of hell, violently pulling open their lockers and began tossing on their usual stuff overtop; not even bothering to take off their gym clothes. Collecting their own sports bags, both Ogata and Yakato were ready to head over to where Kari was seated, when Toko motioned violently at them to join him at his own locker. Walking over Toko motioned for them to huddle around as he pointed the camera towards Kari’s anxious seated form before Toko addressed the others in a quiet whisper.
“So. While I was in the shower area, unbinding her and getting ready to let her go, I had a thought. That thought led me to getting her to allow me to blindfold her which I did for two reasons. One: IF,” and here Toko paused to stress the word, drawing it out slightly longer than usual as if hinting at something before continuing, “we let her go, and she's not blindfolded, then she's going to see exactly what we look like. And that is almost certainly going to get us caught, so we can’t risk that.”
Getting nods of agreement from the others, Toko saw their looks of confusion still. Shaking his head at how stupid the both of them could be sometimes, Toko outlined the next point he was hoping to get across to them.
“Two: With her blindfolded, she can’t tell anyone anything she may… or may not see. So hypothetically IF, say we DON’T let her go, and instead keep her then despite any SIDE TRIPS we might take like say… to the BASE, she’ll never know where she is, how we got her there, or any distinct markers that might lead her back there if she somehow manages to figure out who we are and get someone to follow us. And that's again; IF she somehow manages to get free...” Toko trailed off letting his words sink in with the others for a moment, Before pressing on. “So we have a choice here. Let her go and risk her somehow figuring out who we are, or keeping her for ourselves.” Smirking at the others, Toko sneered as he leered towards Kari.
“I’m all for keeping her for our own private use as our own personal fuck toy and cum-slut -just like the names we’ve given her imply we will- She's got such nice tight holes that we’ve only just got done testing and there's so much more training and lessons of a more PERSONAL nature that we can enforce with her if we have more time.”
Seeing Ogata and Yakato both pensive in deep thought for a minute, Toko waited in silence as his two friends mulled over his suggestion. Both spouting looks of hesitance at his suggestion. Seeing their hesitance Toko opened his mouth to retract his idea when they both nodded hesitantly and joined him in grinning and leering perversely towards Kari. Smiling at the two Toko clasped each on the shoulder grinning happily. Decision made, Toko whispered for the others to follow his lead.
“Ok Princess cum-slut, we're all dressed and ready to go, the only thing to do is towel you off, take a couple more pictures of you for the road and unbind you. We’re keeping the camera though, so you’ll need to get a new one. This one has all sorts of fond memories stored and I’m sure we will create many more with it if given the chance.” With his words spoken the three boys quickly went about toweling off Kari’s mostly semi-dry body, getting a few last gropes and touches in. Once dry, a couple of beeps rang out; signaling some photos had once again been taken.
Snapping his fingers as if he had had a thought, Toko spoke, directing his words towards Kari once again. “Ah, right. Before we finally untie you, we need to do two things. One, we're going to write dirty sexual limericks and doodles on you. This way you’ll have to get dressed no matter what which will give us enough time to book it away from here so you’ll have no hope outside of a vague voice to identify us.”
And again with that, the three descended on Kari’s slightly terrified body. She felt the tips of some kind of pens drawing all over her body, her face and her breasts and nipples, down by her pussy, and over her stomach, and finally overtop her asscheeks. Everywhere. It took several more minutes as she squirmed about under their touch but then the tips of the markers left her skin and she felt the three as they stepped away from her. Several more beeps sounded out as more photos were taken. Unknown to Kari, the doodles all over her were very, very specific. On her face across her forehead, the words “Hungry Hungry CUM-SLUT” were written in a dark red. On each of her cheeks, the words “I'm a cum receptacle with an arrow point along the cheek to the edge of her still gagged mouth. On the top of her chest centered above her breasts, they wrote her name, age, class, and school. Except where Kari’s name was written they crossed it out and instead had her Listed as “Cum-Dump Princess: Whore the Cum-Slut”. Under the info, edging the top of each of her breasts in an arc a star rating with a small note. Over the left: a single golden-yellow star is colored in along with the small note: “Fresh, tight, no longer a virgin. Barely knows how to suck cock, NEEDS PRACTICE.” Over the top of the right, a half a star and the note: “Tight virgin pussy was awesome, repeat performances left much to be desired. SEEK Y, O, and T FOR FUTURE TRAINING OPPORTUNITIES.” Around her left nipple the sign for vagina has been drawn with her nipple in the center, on her right, Two tiny arrows point to her nipple from each side, above spread between the tops of the two arrows the message “NOTE: Reminder - As soon as possible, Pierce both of this sluts nipples so we have something to tug on while we train her to give tit fucks!” on her pelvic area above her pussy a message was written out. “WARNING! This creature has been dubbed “THE COCK EATER” For your own protection please approach cautiously as she almost tore my dick off with how tight she was! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!” Finished with her front Kari was pressed down onto her stomach exposing her ass and back. Resuming they continued, drawing around a target with four rings of increasing size surrounding her asshole. Each ring has a point value noted within it somewhere. Over top above the bindings tied around her waist is a High Score listing. Two of the fifteen spots listed on it are filled. “1st: T- 9000 points (Fucked her in the ass so hard she passed out. Came inside her anyways) 2nd: O - 6000 (Took her first time and rammed my cock home before cumming inside her. Feel I could have lasted longer >.<’)”
With the photos taken of their drawings and anecdotes, Toko sighed deeply, gently reaching out to touch Kari’s cheek, drawing a flinch from her from the unexpected contact. Listening, Kari heard the voice of the leader once again addressing her as he stroked her cheek in an almost living fashion that made her skin crawl in revulsion.
“The final thing we need to do before we free you is adding a couple of last minute additions to the items you are already wearing, partially to once more increase and stall the time you have as you’ll have to remove them before you can dress, but also for a final photo capturing the end of our… learning session; to go alongside the others and the video. First- '' and the voice stopped as Kari felt his hand pull away. She didn't hear anything further as the three remained silent except the sounds of their own shuffling around her as they moved about. Suddenly Kari felt some kind of string loops as they were hooked around the back of her ears, with something soft but rubbery -like a resistant fabric- gently pulling tight against the bottom of her chin. Then something heavy and durable was draped overtop of each of her shoulders, the front of it resting gently overtop each of her breasts slightly obscuring them. She felt as each of her legs was lifted slightly before the familiar feeling of her pair of shoes were pulled snugly over each of her bare feet, before a slightly too large hat of some type was pulled over top her head, the brim of it is resting low on her face, angled slightly down over the front of her face, and a pair of what she assumed were glasses or sunglasses were placed over her blindfolded eyes, the arms of the frames hooking snuggly behind her ears.
Scoffing at them Kari complained, garbled through her gag; her message that they just need to hurry it up and get done with this so they can finally let her go, coming through clear as day despite being incomprehensible. However, because of the blindfold, Kari could not see how masterfully they had set her up in preparation for their final plan. If she could she would have screamed in rage and struggled all the harder realizing that the group had no plans on actually releasing her.
Hanging from her ears was one of their delinquent styled face masks: the kind that pulled tight against the face and that were usually worn overtop of the front of the face and over the nose… conveniently able to obscure the gag in her mouth and further help to muffle and garble any noise she might try to make.
Then there was Toko’s jacket now hanging from her shoulders, too large on Kari’s smaller frame; so much so it engulfed her as it ran all the way down to mid-calf on her as she stood draped in it. His jacket that conveniently now covered and hid her arms that had been bound behind her, that once zipped closed, would hide her nudity and obscure the fact that her arms were tied, bound behind her; so that no one would suspect anything was amiss if they glance at their group as they escort their new cum-slut to her rightful home in their secret base/clubhouse.
Her own pair of running shoes: already having been done up and placed on her feet so that she was ready to travel, able to be forced to walk along with them as they escort her until they could get her hidden away, and set up proper at the base; available to be used at their leisure.
On her head covering her hair, one of the school's baseball caps they used as part of their own disguises: angled down so that the bill of the slightly oversized baseball cap helped obscure most of the upper part of her visible face. Coupled with the large set of black sunglasses helping to obscure her blindfold's existence they were certain they had covered and shaded enough of it that anyone who looked wouldn't be able to clearly see it tied tight over her eyes keeping her blind, helpless, and totally at their mercy.
“Well, that's almost all of it. I'm afraid the final item needs to wait until we do one other thing but we can put them in now and just not do anything with them until then.”
Kari gave a small squeak of freight as hands reached up near her ears once again but then was left in confusion as what seems to be a pair of earphones were pushed into each of her ears. She could still hear clearly though so it's not like it was a problem or that they had stuffed in earplugs or something, just really really weird.
“Well, Princess Cum-Slut, trainee cum-dump and Blowjob queen Whore of Odaiba Secondary; what do you think, should we set off?”
At first, the words didn't register as Kari felt the thin but durable fabric under her chin get pulled away before it was stretched out and she felt it pull snugly against her face, covering her lower face from her nose to the edge of the bottom of her chin. Then the thin but heavy thing draped on her shoulders was pulled closer together in the front and she heard and felt a zipper being closed before feeling it being let go, its material resting firmly closed and shut zipped closed over her naked chest as it remained hooked over her shoulders.
Set off? What does he mean, set off? Aren't they going to untie me? Where do they think they can go! It's not like they can just walk out into the school with me as I am. I’m naked and clearly tied up. Where do they expect to go? Any idiot would clearly see… With dawning horror, Kari’s mind pieced together the clues and realized she's been tricked. She moved to stand, to run all the while trying to scream for help; trying to get anything out through her gagged mouth but now with the addition of the thing pulled over her face she's only able to get out something that is slightly louder than a loud talking voice, but completely muffled and garbled so badly that almost nothing can intelligible can be made out. Grabbing her, Toko forced her back down onto the bench as Ogata finished the illusion of the jacket by stuffing the sleeves of the empty arms into the jacket’s pockets. Holding her struggling body in place, Toko tsks at her smugly.
“Well, well, well Princess Cum-Slut, we seem to have found ourselves in a bit more of the same situation as before.” Grinning with sadistic glee, Toko continued as Yakato used the camera to film Ogata and himself as they finished preparations to begin transporting her. “You see we talked amongst ourselves while you were busy -sitting blind and helpless over here- as we got dressed, and we decided that we AREN’T actually going to free you.” Toko took immense pleasure in watching as Kari’s shoulders shook and she began to struggle even harder in his grasp as her terror began to set in anew.
“Instead, you now have no choice but to walk with us as we escort you to the place that’s going to become your permanent new home.” Ogata and Yakato joined him in laughing, leering at her while they continued to film her.
Struggling against his hold, Kari shuffled about in her seated position on the bench, frantically screaming out in denial, begging, pleading at them to let her go; her words muffled and garbled through her now reinforced gag.
“What's that? I’m sorry Princess Cum-Slut but I can't seem to understand a word you are saying. It sounds like you’ve got something in your mouth… like you’re sucking on a cock or something.” Feigning mock indignation, Toko laughed and teased her condescendingly before continuing.
“Princess Cum-Slut! you're such a perverted little whore. My dear lady; you don't need to pretend anything. Why, if you're patient, we will have a trio of robust long hard cocks for you to suck on and drink from as soon as we’ve settled you into your new living arrangement.”
Clapping his hands in satisfaction and ignoring Kari’s garbled muffled screams and shrieks, Toko grinned towards the others. “Now let's be off, no more time to waste.”
With that Kari felt each of the other two as they approached and boxed her in from behind, each covertly gripping one of her shoulders. Forcing her to her feet they marched her between themselves and out the locker area door as Toko held it open for them to exit. Frantically Kari struggled, trying to pull free of their grasp but she couldn’t, it was too strong and she was still so exhausted from before. Pulled along and forced to walk together, Kari tried crying out, screaming... anything to draw attention to herself from anyone nearby who might notice her as blindly they force her to walk along.
Slowing slightly in their march, Kari heard a loud metal clang, and then suddenly she felt herself assaulted by the sounds of traffic and the rest of the day-to-day bustle of the world. Feeling a slight breeze blow up and catch under her coat, she felt her nipples getting hard against the thin rough material covering them. Terrified Kari realized that they were outside, that they were leaving the school’s interior. Trying desperately to pull away and screaming through her gag and the covering over her mouth for help, Kari struggled as they continued to walk, getting marched forcefully forward every few steps. Kari’s screams for help, her cries calling out trying to get anyone around to help went unanswered. She tried again with all her might, trying to yell desperately through the gag and mask covering her mouth, but nothing legible could be made out and any sound was drowned out by the ambient noise of the traffic and other things going on in the world around them.
Suddenly Kari felt a hard plastic line pull tightly between her ass and painfully between her pussy’s lips before feeling it pull tighter and split further into her pussy with a forceful yank.
“Ah, I seem to have forgotten to untie the jump rope I used to bind you to the toilet base, the one that is fed and tied interlaced throughout the one wrapped around your waist; the one that's been keeping your arms held securely behind you back.” The leader's condescending sneer spoke out from ahead of herself as she felt the thin plastic-like rope be given another sharp tug upwards biting into her exposed naked pussy. “Silly me, it's just I find it makes such a great lead for you that I decided to leave it. Now walk, or I’m going to pull the shitty plastic jump rope up as hard and high as I can. I'm sure that the durable plastic will split your pussy just as well as if I shoved you down with all my weight while you sat on a wooden horse.”
Feeling the plastic rope sd he pulled it tight inside her pussy again Kari began to sob in humiliation and despair one again before she resumed walking, marched along as the group continued; leading her blindly, helplessly somewhere. The distinct jingle of her camera being powered down rang out gently and Kari hearing it wondered in shame and hopelessness if they'd still been recording everything all this time, just adding more and more to the humiliation she's suffered.
Walking forward blindly tugged along by the jump rope pulled between her legs, Kari felt hopelessly lost and disorientated, but still able to get a rough estimate of the sounds around them as they walked. If I can escape, I might be able to find my way back from wherever they’re taking me if I follow or can recognize any of these noises around. A faint hope, but one she was determined to hold on to. Suddenly, however, audio of her own pain-filled muffled screams and the voice of Toko exclaiming how tight she was; fill her ears blocking out all the rest of the noise around her completely. With a loud wail of despair, Kari's mind remembered they had put earphones inside her ears but left them unused before dragging her out of the locker areas as part of their preparations. With that, her last shred of fleeting hope vanished, drowned out by her own terrified and painful screams as audio from the video recorded on her camera played in her ears drowning out every other sound including her own frantic highly muffled, and garbled wails of absolute despair and misery; sobs of terror and hysteria once again gripped her.
Completely helpless, unable to see or hear anything outside of her own pained screams and sobs as the audio section of just as her virginity was first stolen from her was played back into her ears, Kari was completely shut out from everything except the feel of the plastic rope gently pulled up parting her pussy lips partially, as she was tugged on lead into the unknown while the two strong grips on her shoulders forced her, to continue to walk onwards; like an animal being lead to slaughter.
After several minutes of listening to the audio play, Kari stumbled slightly, nearly tripping as she felt the ground under her change into a more rough uneven texture. Trying to stop she felt herself forcefully pushed to continue; still guided by the lead pulled between her crotch and the two bodies behind herself. Within minutes of the change in the walking surface, Kari felt her rag-tag group of captors begin to start to slow and then come to a stop. Suddenly the audio from the video cut out, leaving only a very disturbing quiet surrounding them, all the sounds of cars and daily life that were prominent before the audio from the video audio began now creepily absent. With the sudden return of quiet instead of sound Kari felt her senses sharpen slightly. Listening intently she heard someone, probably the leader; mutter softly to themself and then the slight bang of something metal before there's a soft click, then silence.
-Screeeeeech-
Suddenly the silence was broken as some form of rusty metal thing slid open. Shoved forward Kari stumbled several feet and almost tripped but managed to balance herself and remain upright. Standing, shuddering in terror and exhaustion, she frantically whipped her head about trying to get some bearing of direction. Another loud screech from behind her ended any sliver of hope of someone noticing where she now was as whatever she's been pushed into is closed behind her.

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Helpless, Kari stood dumbly, unmoving for a moment as terror and uncertainty set in; before she began to struggle anew as her shoulders were once again grasped by two figures and she was formed to move once again. Walking forward for several seconds, Kari let out a cry of shock as she felt the glasses on her face get snatched away. Feeling the hat on her head getting pulled violently off she reared back with a surprised gargled shout as well at the sudden and unexpected aggression being shown by whoever was removing the articles. Likewise, she feels and heard the zipper on the jacket on her unzip forcefully before it the jacket was too yanked off her shoulders, a heavy thump off to her side denoting its fate as it lands in a crumpled heap off to the side somewhere after it was discarded. The pair of earphones in her ears were removed more gently and the mask hooked over her face was unlooped and pulled away with a muttered hiss of disgust.
“Hey you two, one of you, come and help me move this out into the open space. I think it's the perfect new throne for our slutty little cum-slut princess.”
Feeling herself released and hearing both sets of footsteps leave away from her, Kari briefly considered trying to run, to escape. But… run where? She had no idea where she was, how big the area she was in was or what was around her. Out of options and wallowing in despair, Kari slowly sank down to the floor sobbing in misery.
A loud thump and a heavy breath announced the return of her tormentors. Feeling an arm grab the ropes wrapped around her arms Kair felt herself once again hauled to her feet using them as leverage. Led forward Kari was a shaking nervous wreck, terrified as her mind slowly kept repeating one horrifying fact: No one knows where I am. That thought alone, accompanied by the fear of what they had in store for her now and coupled with the fresh memories of what they've already done to her, only causes her to sink further and further into an absolutely hopeless level of despair.
Being forced to stop, Kari felt a pair of hands tug at the knot at the front of her waistline before the jump ropes wrapped around her waist went slack and uncoiled before being pulled through the loop in the knot tied on her wrists before falling to the floor. Pushed forward, Kair found herself forced to sit on a soft cushiony surface. Pushed further back on the surface she feels her back and bound arms come in contact with a slightly harder but still soft surface that she was then pressed back against. A gruff voice in her ear -one she didn't recognize- told her to stand. Terrified that they may be yet another person tormenting her Kari sobbed quietly but complied doing so, slowly standing up on the chair. Feeling something grab and pull her wrists away from her, the same voice commanded her to sit down while a pair of additional hands reached out to assist her. Slowly easing back down Kari let out a wince of slight discomfort as she felt the back of her arms now resting on the outer surface of the cushiony thing she was sitting on; the top edge of whatever it was now pinned and sandwiched between the back of her bound arms and the back of her shoulders as they pressed into the back of what she could only assume was some slightly narrow cushioned chair.
Feeling a weight begin pressing down on her legs, as somebody began straddling her, Kari tried to struggle, vainly trying to stand up against the weight now pinning her seated in place. Down below near her feet, she felt a pair of real ropes being looped and tied around each of her ankles by another pair of hands. Once the ropes were secured, Kari felt the weight straddling her get up but the gruff voice was back; telling her to remain seated and not struggle otherwise she’d really get hurt. Recognizing the tone of voice, Kari was now able to identify the voice as the one she associated with the group's leader, only now it seemed slightly lower and much gruffer than any other time she had heard him speak earlier.
She felt each of her legs as they were lifted up and then positioned slightly spread open, with the back of each of her knees hooked over the top of some thick cushioned edge -most probably the arms of the chair she was on- Once her legs were in place she felt the ropes around her ankles begin to be pulled taut from behind, dragging her ankles backward and forcing her legs to spread open even further as the back of her knees slid along the top of the cushioned surface they rested upon. She felt the ropes pulling her legs backward by the ankles continue to pull before they stopped but remained taut. Then she felt the ropes pull tight along the sides of the chair and backward. She then felt as something passed through the loop in the knot securing her wrists from both directions before feeling two different ropes strain and press over top the bindings around her wrists; pinning them pressed against the back of the chair as the ends of each of their ropes were tied off down at the bottom of the chair secured to its legs.
Secured in place, her legs spread open; her abused body now visible for all to see Kari cried silently to herself, sobbing quietly as she knew she was fully at their mercy once more.
Once bound and secured, Kari wept as she heard the distinct jingle of her camera be started up again, a fresh set of tears streaming down her face from behind her blindfold. Another -beep- rang out as Kari tried to struggle pathetically against what she knew was happening again; but gave up on her attempt shortly after vainly tugging and shifting about in her newly bound position uselessly, knowing it's hopeless. Hearing the ruff voice make some weird vocal noises and speak in a weird pitch, Kari listened in morbid fascination as suddenly the gruff voice that had just been ordering her around, suddenly adjusted to sound like the voice that she remembered vividly from earlier; the one she knew belonged to the group’s leader.
“WELCOME! WELCOME! Apologies to our viewers for the abrupt cut and the short, but not so short lapse in time between when we stopped and now; but we don’t want anyone who may be watching this video to find out the location of our super… secret… LAIR! MUAHAHA!” Hearing the voice laugh in what had to be the fakest version of a villainous laugh she had ever heard, Kari suppressed a traitorous snort of amusement.
“No! No, that's enough of that I think. -Note to self: if future plans involve being a villain, work on a proper menacing villainous laugh.-” Kari heard him mutter loudly to himself before he clapped his hands loudly. “Now as all you good people watching know, when we left you, Princess, here; was being escorted to her new home. As you can see, once she arrived, she immediately got comfortable and shed those mismatched garments she had to put on while she was walking with us outside. She has even found a new much more comfortable throne to rule as queen blowjob whore -now formerly- of Odaiba Secondary.” Hearing that last bit, Kari’s slight feelings of amusement fade, replaced once again with despair filled terror and anger as she begins to violently struggle against her new bindings, cursing and screaming in rage and absolute all-consuming frustration, garbled muffled noise vaguely sounding like maybe letters and a word or two but nothing legible.
Toko laughed, snickering at her helpless body and her useless struggle. “As you can all see our Princess still has a lot of fight in her, some real piss and vinegar. That means she's got enough energy to maybe go for another round of my new favorite game: Fuck her until she passes out.” Shuddering at his chipper, excited tone Kari moaned in helplessness as she vividly remembered her last session with ‘Trainer T’ as he was known to refer to himself.

Ignoring her shudder and moan, Toko continued turning the camera to smirk into it before resuming his pan of Kari’s newly bound and exposed body. “She only lasted a whole five minutes last time, though to be fair to our slutty spoiled little cum dump, she was still all tuckered out from passing ‘CUM laude’ during T, Y, and O’s special interactive lesson today on beginner slut training, with “extra” credit given for active and VIGOROUS participation in the lesson discussion I’ve titled: ‘ I’m a virgin! -Met Trainer T’s Cock- not a virgin! 16+’ Laughing at her frustrated struggling as she growled out explosives and threats through her still gagged mouth Toko smirked before turning the camera so he could address the audience himself once again.
“So how about it, does that sound like a good time to you viewers? Chivalrous, Slut Trainer T; goes another round with Princess Cum-Slut’s pussy, the dreaded ‘Cock Eater!’
Turning it about again he zoomed the camera in on the warning written on her. Kari having guessed what he was doing could only scream out in frustration and trash her body around uselessly from her seat on the chair, her annoyance with the group’s leader, now finally known to her as “T,” as he continued, hamming it up with some horrible Steve Irwin impression as he talked about her pussy like it was some kind of ferocious dangerous beast for the video being recorded and the imaginary audience and viewers…
With those last three words repeating over and over in her head, Kari’s mind screeched to a halt. N-No… Her breath caught and she started to hyperventilate as her mind kept repeating the phrase over and over again; Audience and Viewers.
No.No.NO.NO. NO! Kari’s stressed exhausted mind finally catching and understanding the detail that had been staring her in the face the entire time her torment had been going on, one that she had willfully and maybe with an unknowing subconscious effort, chosen to ignore. The video... He’s planning to upload it. That's why he’s been so over the top and flamboyant in his dialogue and some of his actions, for the entertainment value of it... But that means- that means everyone will see this. It won't matter if I can escape, Takeru and the others- all my friends and classmates, they’ll all get to watch as… Kari's thoughts trailed off, ending abruptly as overwhelming despair-filled desperation took hold of her.
Without warning, Kari was suddenly screaming, begging through her gag at him and the others to stop the camera, to let her go free, for this all to just be some horrible dream as she trashed even more violently against her restraints.
Frolicking over to Kari’s terrified hysterical struggling form, Toko panned the camera over her thrashing form and frowned slightly as he noted that in her frantic vicious struggling that she was actually injuring herself slightly; as the ropes securing her gave her slight burns from the friction caused from the thrashing and tugging against them she was doing. Freeing his cock from his pants again, he called out, having to almost shout to be heard over her loud terrified wails.
“Hey, Whore Princess! You need to struggle less violently. You’re going to injure yourself before we can get to the fun part and that will make everyone really sad.” Seeing his words have little effect, Toko glared before rearing back and slapping her hard across the face, getting her to fall into a stunned silence. “Kamiya you bitch! Be SILENT!”
Staring at her slowly bruising face as she sobs in muffled pain, he sighed softly, shaking his head. “Didn’t want to do that.” He remarked quietly to himself before shaking his head as if to banish what little guilt he might be feeling. Sneering at her helpless bound body his eyes flashed with undue anger.
“Now that I have your attention I’m going to tell you how this will go. You can struggle all you want, fight as much as you want -frankly it just gets me harder- but if you injure yourself to a point where I have to stop my own fun to take care of your worthless hide, then you’ll have outlived your usefulness. You can always simply become another national statistic. We went over this in the washroom earlier.” Letting his words sink in, he watched as her body began to shake and quiver in terror. Suddenly a stream of urine started to spill out of her, arching and creating a small pool on the floor near her chair. Waiting until she’s finished pissing herself, Toko approached before mounting her bound form, slapping his erect hard cock against her pussy’s lips.
Kari resumed struggling pitifully while renewing her desperate wailing and crying, her garbled hysteric screaming pleas for him to stop ignored as they only just made him harder. Angling the camera and getting it set so the ratio was more of an FPOV shot he began fucking her again, his free hand fondling her breasts and playing with her clit as he alternated recording his cock as it plunged into her, and the rest of her body as she violently thrashed, trying desperately to escape; as her renewed muffled wails and screams were being ignored, the entire while pandering to the people who would be watching the video, telling them about how despite her best efforts the beast had met it matches as his mighty “sword” would slay it from within. Like a Ye olde tale of yore: the heroic, handsome, dashing knight -“Why ME, Trainer T of course”- and the evil dangerous fire breathing dragon guarding the princess -“Usually the Knight gets to fuck the Princess “after” she is saved from her imprisonment and the dangerous dragon or other ferocious beast has been slain, but I’m more partial to this approach; fucking the bound Princess while she’s helpless and captive and screw taking on the dangerous beast and all the other filler bullshit usually included in the tale”- The Princess can’t leave, and can only beg and plead and struggle in her binds as the heroic knight ignores all the useless bullshit and goes straight to getting to fuck the princess, whether she wants it or not as new flash bitch, you’re tied up and helpless to stop me!”
Laughing in Kari’s face, Toko brutally continued pounding into her, roughly ramming his cock into her again and again and again, all the while the hand not filming the FPOV slapped and tugged on her bouncing breasts; violently tugging, twisting, and pinching her nipples as he painfully groped her breasts. Feeling himself starting to tighten and the pressure built within, Toko continued to rapidly ram his cock into her tight -“but not quite virgin tight anymore”- cunt. Getting as close to the wire as he dared, Toko exploded with a last-ditch burst of his hardest most violent cock thrusts of their short hardcore fucking session before with several more violent hard thrusts Toko ripped his cock out from within her, pulling free and with a moan released, coating her stomach and chest all over with his hot seed in a classic cum shot.
Panting heavily for several seconds he remains mounted on Kari’s shuddering body before she felt his weight get off her. She heard a zipper open and then felt a soft fabric being rubbed over her body wiping it free of his seed. With her body wiped clean, she felt the cloth get left on her stomach as a pair of hands reached up near the side of her face and began to fiddle with something behind her head before the blindfold over her eyes began to slacken. Then with a flourish, it was pulled away, and Kari had to squint and blink as her eyes tried to suddenly readjust to lights and her now freed vision.
Looking around herself in a half squint Kari could see what looks like a ragged beat-up set of couches around what looks like it may be a damaged table. Some worn, slightly rusty gym equipment and lifting benches were scattered haphazardly about off to the side and further away from the couch grouping. Several cases of beer and pop were piled against a wall in a kind of organized mess with empty cans and bottles scattered about with little thought of health the danger they presented as a potential tripping hazard. The rest of the area in view as far as Kari could see was a deserted slightly cleaned, but mostly abandoned space of some kind. Looking at the towel on her chest Kari gave it a fierce scowl as she realized this “T” guy had decided to use her own towel to clean his cum off of her. Focussing, Kari’s eyes took in and tried to commit every detail of the parts of “T”’s exposed head and face. As he stood filming her from between her bound spread legs and directly in front of the chair she was bound to. Without the hat, she could clearly see that he had short spiky sun-kissed blonde hair and she already knew he had vivid green eyes.
“Well, Princess Cum-Slut: Kari Kamiya, I do say that that was QUITE the adventure today. Unfortunately, as with all stories and tales of yore there always comes an end. Fear not! As, though like the knights of old I have indeed slaughtered the foul beast, and conquered the dreaded ‘Cock Eater’ I feel you deserve praise for your valiant attempt to resist. I’m afraid your tight hot little cunt was no match for my mighty cock sword... of JUSTICE!”
With his exclamation, Toko threw the camera high in the air but in a way so that it was still facing down on them and recording them both. Quick as a flash, Toko ran through several silly-looking poses before ending on one so ridiculous Kari can only stare incredulously and then in disbelief as with looking he reached his arm out behind his back and caught the falling camera in his hand without looking. Lifting it back up so it's once again mimicking an FPOV he continued.
“Don’t feel too bad though, you did much better this time around compared to the five-minute swan song that left me utterly frustrated with your lack of participation, and you even managed to make it somewhat comparable to our shared Magnum-Opus.”
Grinning at her mocked a sigh of fond remembrance. “Ahh, such sweet, sweet, memories. I’ll always cherish that moment, and the memories shared and held within. That first feeling of your tight newly deflowered virgin pussy being penetrated by my throbbing rock-hard cock, just after we dropped you on top of it; forcing it as deep as its length could go within your untouched folds. ME, having penetrated, RAPING the ever-loving FUCK out of YOU, your pained screams and moans and sobs as I drilled my dick into you over and over and over, bouncing you up and down my cock’s length time and time and time again; stopping once in awhile to grind my rock hard rod around inside you, trying to get it to rub and grind on any of your g-spots. Abusing your tight cunt all I wanted, any way I wanted while you were helpless to stop it, all while losing my own v-card in the process, and then the pièce de résistance of being the first to ever get to cum inside your sweet “was just a virgin pussy but now has been deflowered” cunt and watching it spill out once my cock was pulled free your hot thoroughly spoiled and ruined pussy.” Waving his hands in front of his face as though sweating and exhausted himself he continued on.
“My god! What a coup de grâce. And now here at the close, I can't help but feel giddy and pumped with excitement. But before we get too ahead of ourselves, we need to do something about that gag.” Staring at her with a serious expression, his joking and mocking attitude discarded for the moment, Toko stared intensely into Kari’s own startled face.
“So, ground rules for when I pull that disgusting ball of cum coated fabric from within your mouth. Once it's out you may speak, but only softly as befits a PROPER girl in your… situation. In turn, we will get something much nicer for you in the future and as a temporary replacement, we will only use some tape when it comes time so that it's not overly uncomfortable. It may even in fact prove fortuitous for you as the tape might peel off or lose some of its stick overnight, thereby allowing you to attempt to draw attention to your situation from whoever might happen to be around. BUT!” And Toko paused as his stare shifted into a sneer as he continued to stare intensely into her own, “If you don’t abide by these simple rules then I’m afraid we just might need to get more... medieval on our approach the next time we do this still fitting with the running theme of ye olde tales.”
Watching Kari as she let out a snort in mirth and mocking condemnation, Toko's eyes blazed a little as he felt she wasn’t taking his words seriously. “You snort and mock me now but you don’t seem to understand what I mean when I stated that warning. Allow me to clarify it for you.” Sneering at her, in his own mocking fashion, Toko continued; his eyes adopting a sadistic malicious gleam that sent shivers down Kari’s spine.
“Something that always interested me for both its brutality and the moral conundrum it presented in regards to how our societal norms evolved was the middle ages. Fascinating time. The crusades and the ever-changing court intrigue, the dark ages, and later the renaissance and its changes. But also, and most importantly regards to your situation: the witch hunts.” Seeing Kari’s eyes widen a fraction in recognition had a malicious grin tugging across Tokos's face as he continued. “Yes. I see you know at least some of that which I might be referring to. Maybe the trials? No, those were simply unfair tests that lead to the murder of innocents. No, I think the most interesting of all that occurred during that time was the church’s inquisitions and interrogations. Use of like the witch’s chair and bridle, iron maidens, or perhaps the pear of anguish. But most of those would leave their victims injured or disfigured in some way, usually sexually. No. for you I think I’d stick with a much-forgotten classic. I'm sure I can have some of the metalworker seniors build me a gibbet cage or two if I say it's for the drama club or some other bullshit.” Eyes gleaming with unrepressed malice Toko grinned evilly. “No more comfy cushioned chair, your body, locked in an open metal cage, held in whatever pose it's designed to hold you in. Nothing but the cold hard steel pressed tight against your flesh, two of the heavy steel locks made without keys to unlock them securing you prisoner within the hard cold metal steel. Imagine it, locked in the same pose day in and out while me, my friends, and anyone we invite around is given free rein over your body and its holes. Never again with a chance to get free, just becoming just another piece of furniture like a toilet, one that everyone and their dead ancestor will be invited to use freely and in whatever form they like. Do we understand each other in regards to this issue?”
Having not known what any of the things he had previously listed were, Kari was horrified to hear him discuss what a gibbet cage would be. After the first sentence into his ultimatum, Kari was already terrified, absolutely senseless at the future described. Nodding her head in agreement, Kari simply refuses to make another sound as Toko reached up and untied the makeshift gag holding the secondary gag inside her mouth. Pulling the folded-up flag marker off of her, Toko then stored it in his pocket before reaching and gently tugging out the flag-wrapped panty ball. Moving it away Kari grimaces as “T” sticks the cum covered and absolutely disgusting ball inside her gym bag. Walking away from her for a moment, Toko headed over and briefly spoke to the other two who had just been loitering around in the background waiting for Toko to finish so that they could get going. Getting a semi-soft stress relief ball from Ogata’s sports bag, and then walking over to a slightly damaged storage tub filled with different rolls of tape Toko dug through it before finding a pure black roll of tape. Returning to Kari, Raised both items in front of her face.
“These will be your new gag,” he explained as he held them about for her inspection. Hesitating to agree in regards to her supposed new gag, Kari tried to stall as this was the first time that she felt like her mouth had been free and empty in what felt like forever. Toko unfortunately was having none of it. Mounting her body again so he’s got a better position against her, Toko presses the bright yellow stress ball against her lips. Realizing he was not going to budge on the matter and not wanting to test his resolve regarding his latest stated ultimatum, Kari opened her mouth and allowed the ball to be stuffed inside. Closing her mouth Kari felt the ball slightly compress and she found herself actually able to get her mouth to fully close. Hearing a loud ripping noise, Kari saw that “T” has also pulled out a fair-sized piece of the tape, one that could probably wrap her entire face and behind her head before looping back over and almost across the entire front of the face again. Cutting it at length Kari was again hesitant, but with no real option; being still firmly bound on the chair, so she tightly closed her mouth when instructed and felt as after firmly pressing the start of the tape over both of her lips and a good portion of both the upper and lower areas of her face as well due to the width of the tape roll. Carefully he wound it over the front of her face covering it tightly before running it along her cheek and snuggly behind her head. Once the tape has been tightly wrapped around her face, the back of her head before once again overlapping over her entire mouth and the area the tape originally started on did Toko release her once again. Once secured, Kari tried to open her mouth but found her lips seemed to be almost glued shut, held tightly by the tape’s adhesion. With her mouth newly gagged Kari could only sit quietly as Toko smirked haughtily at her and pulled out a pen of some type. Shaking it he uncapped it before grasping Kari’s newly gagged face. Lifting up the marker, he pressed it against where her lips were covered before artfully drawing and filling in the shape of a pair of luscious red lips directly over where her own were situated under the tape. Recapping the pen and storing it he stared with admiration at the pair of big red luscious lips that are now prominently displayed over her actual lips drawn and colored on the tape gagging her. Kissing her gagged mouth gently right on the luscious red lips Toko groped her one last time, slapping and playing with her breasts, slowly running his hand down the front of her chest until his hand was resting just above her exposed pussy, all the while the camera in hand has still been recording.
Staring at Kari’s bound form, Toko started chuckling, before slowly allowing it to to a regular laugh, then to a belly. Slowly he continued finally reaching hysterical creepy insane levels of laughter. Watching him Kari’s eyes shifted to show her own confusion. Wheezing Toko stared into Kari’s own confused eyes with a triumphant gleam that Kari was recognized as the same look when he had first trapped her in the bathroom and successfully began his punishment. Her heart sank as her mind began to process just why he might have been giving her that look again.
“That tape,” he wheezed through his continued maniacal laughter, “that's bondage tape. It's a type of adhesive silicone tape that won't come off or peel away once it's adhered against the same material it's made from. It needs to either be cut off at a weak area or peeled off forcefully after being moistened enough to weaken the adhesive bonds that the tape contains.” Laughing again as Kari’s eyes widened in horrified understanding at the fact that she had been tricked… again!
“I’ve gotten you again Princess Cum-Slut. That farce about maybe you’ll be able to get free… HA! That's a riot.” Shaking his head in mirth Toko wiped a tear from his eye before continuing as Kari began to attempt to scream at him through her now more resistant and restrictive gag; no longer able to form even the basic garbled words she had previously been able to Thanks to her mouth being fully close shut and covered, unable to move to form coherent sounds or words.
“No, as soon as we can I'll be getting all sorts of things built for you and installed in one of the other empty rooms of our base. As you can see it's pretty spacious and empty currently. I'm sure we can find a large enough room that we can make it your new permanent home. There will be some stockades, and other bondage equipment, lots of toys for both pain and pleasure, a special metal door with a picture of your laminated or printed on with all our facts about you, like a brief biography or timeline or something. Oh, so many, many, plans I have in store for you.” His leering grin stared back into her own enraged glare as she resumed her struggle to free herself.
Toko laughed again, painfully clutching his rips as he watched Kari struggle with futility. “Those gibbet cages,” his words freezing her as her eyes widened and she whimpered pleading towards him. “I think I will have my buddies make a couple, fully exposed and presenting yourself in a pose just waiting to be fucked.” Slapping her pussy lips several times roughly, and giving her exposed clit a couple of testing tweaks Toko reeled in his laughter bringing it under control before he continued. “Yes, they can stand ominously as a reminder of your new place and expected obedience. A silent reminder of what will happen to disobedient little sluts.”
Grinning smugly, Toko looked on as Kari shook her head in denial and attempted to plead with him through her gag, a fresh set of tears leaking from her face as terror gripped her. Leaning into her face, Toko opened his mouth and ran his tongue over Kari’s face, licking and tasting her fresh salt tears as she cried in despair. Pulling away Toko grinned an amused malicious grin as he licked his own lips in bliss.
“The best part about this Kamiya is no matter how much anyone looks for you, they'll never be able to find you. My brother is a ‘made man’. He's the one who taught me everything about how you've been bound, and what we’ve done to you. It is how Yakuza break a female for their own use. We’ll make you disappear, the only people who will ever know are here right now and anyone we invite around to use you from now on. I told you earlier. WE OWN YOU NOW. I'm sure he knows a doctor that we can get to tie your tubes so that we never risk you getting pregnant. Just think, every day from now for the rest of you like I’ll be able to play with you however I please, and once you're safe for life, I’m sure I and the other two would happily fulfill our statement and promise to turn you into our own personal use cum-dump cum slut. We’ll fill you so full you’ll be close to bursting before draining it all out of you only to do it all again and again until you cannot live without cum, how does that sound to you… PRINCESS CUM-SLUT: KARI KAMIYA!”
Listening with an ever-increasing amount of growing horror, Kari struggled as “T” laid out a maliciously amoral disgusting plan for her future and then told her that he could actually MAKE IT HAPPEN! Panicking in terror and an absolute need to escape, to save herself from even a remote chance of that future; Kari thrashed violently about screaming and sobbing in gut-wrenching terror and despair as Toko stared at her terror-filled visage in absolute ecstasy. Reaching for her head again he grasped the side of her head and forced it still before smashing his lips down onto her tapped over ones. Making out with her covered lips he pulled his mouth away from her tape-covered one. Reaching into his pocket he withdrew a weird pair of strapped goggles and pulled them on her head leaving them to rest pulled tight against her forehead before he gently began to pet her hair like an animal.
“Shhh, shhh my pretty little slut. No need for tears or for all this panic. You should know, that your despair and hopelessness are like sex to me, I gain the same sexual satisfaction from fucking you, as I do with fucking with you.” Toko giggled sadistically before petting her hair some more.
“You can relax. Everything I told you about my Yakuza brother was a lie. I’m an only child. Still, though that absolute look of all-consuming terror and despair, it may have been just as good as taking your virginity and that's saying something. Though for today I and the others are all tapped out so we will be leaving.”His word reverberated with her and Kari felt such a relief in hearing them that her previous screaming and thrashing about came to an abrupt stop as she whimpered and stared towards her tormentor with feelings of credulousness and outrage, but also a budding sliver of hope.
Holding her gaze with a smirking grin, Toko slowly started to rise up from his position mounting her, one of his hands snaking up and gripping the weird goggles resting on her forehead. With a gentle tug, Toko pulled them down off her forehead and over Kari’s eyes, the elastic band looped around her head pulling them tight over her eyes. Fearing the worst and that he was blindfolding her again, she let out a blood-curdling shriek as her nerves and mind plummeted in helpless uncertainty. Not seeing any change Kari breathed a sigh of relief.
“Ahh, those goggles are special my dear dirty little cum-slut,” Toko spoke, drawing her attention back to himself. “You see, right now as I’m sure you can tell; they’re clear and you're able to see through them with no issue. However, what makes them special are their lenses.” Seeing her eyes remain focused on his own, her brow furrowed in suspicion, he laughed softly while patting her head.
“Their lenses, my dear, are made from the same material as those transition lenses found in glasses, only ramped up a little. If we shine a bright enough light at them, even indirectly they transition quickly into a full “black out” which has been compared to being just one shade lighter than Vantablack. The best part is once they transition they are incredibly slow to change back. That pair took three months last time, I'm curious to see how long they’ll take this time. As an added bonus you now once again have a blindfold... of a fashion, over your eyes. We don’t want to spoil the surprise of anything we may or may not be bringing by soon.” Toko finished as Kari’s gaze began to once more fill with dread. Then before she even had begun to struggle, he had reached back into his pocket and withdrew a flashlight. Kari let loose a scream of terror as he suddenly flared the 3 million lumen flashlight just on the edge of her vision... but it was enough.
Kari watched terrified as the vision of the googles began to rapidly shrink, fading to black starting from the outer edge and working its way rapidly in towards the center, slowly narrowing her vision until all that she could see was a slowly diminishing pinhole of vision that within minutes had shrunk to a nothing but a pinprick of light before being snuffed out completely; leaving only a dark so dark that it was as though all light in her vision had ceased to exist leaving nothing but empty blackness in its wake.
Unable to see anything, Kari whimpered as even before with the previous blindfold it wasn't like this. Hell shutting her eyes usually wasn't like this! Only an endless bitch black darkness laid in her sight, nothing to literally see but never-ending darkness as if she has truly gone blind; no sight, nothing able to be visually confirmed in any way. Toko smirks crookedly at her, but Kari, unseeing and blind could not see it, as she began to panic screaming and thrashing about blindly jerking her head side to side in hopes to dislodge the goggles that were pressed securely over her face.
“Hope you find that chair nice and comfortable Kari. Just wanted to let you know we probably won't be back before tomorrow.” Hearing the mocking tone in his voice, Kari shook her head frantically, straining to pull herself free of her bonds as she tried to beg through the tape acting as a gag once more, but between the stress ball stuffed inside her actual mouth, and not being able to move or open her lips nothing of actual legibility could be made out outside of her muffled shrieks and whimpers. Gently Toko reached forward and caressed Kari’s cheek softly, causing her struggling to still; before he leaned over, his head coming to rest directly above her own. Feeling him bend down slightly she heard him inhale as he sniffed her hair deeply, and felt his hand begin to gently rub and pet her hair and the top of her head again.
Leaning closer to her ear, his hot breath gently tickling her neck and earlobe she went completely silent as his gentle breath caressed the side of her face. Blind as she was, she couldn’t see him angling the camera so that it was catching their loose close embrace as he waited, an evil smirk playing across his face before he began to whisper in her ear.
”I know what you're trying to ask. My answer is still the same... NO.”
Slowly pulling his own head away from her, he stopped before leaning back next to her ear.
“Oh, BTWs. I lied about lying. Look forward to your room and the rest of your life Kamiya.”
Pulling away from her now shuddering, terrified form, Toko gave her one final soft kiss on the colored placeholder marking where her actual taped over mouth was as she starts to sob loudly, wailing in terror and despair through her taped over mouth as fresh tears flooded from her eyes out the edges of the goggles. As she felt his lips pull off her covered ones and his body got off of her own before walking away, Kari began to frantically thrash and scream, wailing out; trying to pull her mouth open as hard as she could, violently thrashing her head back and forth in denial as his words sank in and she heard several sets of footsteps begin to walk away from her before she once again heard the screech of a rusty door being pulled opened.
Following the others, as they exited, Toko walked backward filming Kari’s desperate garbled screams and pleas; and her panicked struggles as she frantically strained against the ropes binding her to the slightly frayed but still serviceable sofa chair that they had moved into the most empty part of the main room of the base; Toko remained filming, watching her struggle until he stepped clear of the exit.
“Bye for now Princess Cum-Slut Kamiya! I’m looking forward to ramming my cock back inside your tight pussy again real soon! I’ll be sure to bring plenty of condoms next time I come by! Also, don’t worry, none of us will ever forget about you. We’ll try to be by daily to make sure you get your quota of thick hot creamy nutrients… and some real food and liquids to I guess; as even Cum-dumps still need to eat and only wish they can survive off only consuming cum.''
With those statements shouted to her struggling terror-filled body, Toko reached out, and still filming; slowly began to close the door. With a slow steady -screech- that had her screaming in desperation and terror, thrashing about violently in her bonds, he continued to pull the door closed, slowly shutting out the light shining into the abandoned storage warehouse he and the others repurposed as their secret base/clubhouse. Recording her, Toko watched on apathetically at her desperate, terrified struggle as she was slowly being sealed away, all alone inside the large deserted empty warehouse space; blind and helpless, only able to struggle futilely against her bonds. Watching her pitiful desperate but hopeless struggle, Toko felt himself getting hard again. With one final muffled scream of terror and garbled plea through the tape for help, Kari’s sounds were cut off as with a -screech- and ringing -clang- as the door was fully closed shut.
Once closed, Toko continued filming, showing his hands reach out and then re-secure the lock for the door to the abandoned warehouse. Once locked, Toko recorded a final few minutes of footage, the noise of Kari’s muffled terrified sounds only faintly able to be heard in its background audio as he filmed the rusted metal door, she was now sealed behind, its heavy-duty padlock once more locked and secured in place.
With a digital jingle, he stopped the recording as he powered the camera off. Tucking it away Tomo turned and nodded to the others as they stood around waiting. He motioned for them to walk as he began to step away from the storage area’s door. One away from the vicinity of their secret base, Toko exploded, slapping both Yakato and Ogata on the back before throwing an arm over each of their shoulders.
“Way to go guys! Ogata, Yakato, words cannot express the joy and feeling of brotherhood I feel we have cemented today! Together we each raped the absolute shit of Kari Kamiya, before effectively kidnapping and confining her as our own personal sex slave!” Laughing and throwing his arms up in the air raising his fits like a champion, Toko couldn’t help but laugh sadistically as he remembered the final visage of Kari’s desperate terror-filled posture, struggling violently but hopelessly in the chair pulled off to the side of the main area of their base as he shut the door closing her off and effectively hiding her away.
Yakato, seeing his look let out a snort before bumping shoulders with him. “So Toko, are we really going to do what you said we would do to Kamiya? You know the whole make her disappear… because I think I’d be down for that. Kari Kamiya: our own personal cum-dump and cock sleeve, only accessible to use to those we let have a piece of her. Yeah, I can definitely get down behind that.”
Not to be left out, Ogata bumped into his other shoulder. “I can't believe how awesome it felt to do what we did to Kamiya. I feel so empowered. I’m totally down for training that self-righteous arrogant bitch into the perfect cum slut and fuck toy for our use and pleasure.” Growing slightly pensive, Ogata coughed and looked towards Toko, a small smirk playing out on his lips. “Only one problem remains, you still have to talk to Omajo and explain what we did and the plan; and hopefully, he’ll be willing to help us out. You know he's going to want to give her a try -sample the merchandise- as it were.”
Toko gave a non-committal “hmm” noise as his mind began running scenarios about how to approach his older brother for his help. Show him the video to prove we're just as capable as some of his Yakuza buddies and that I'm also no longer just a kid having been with a woman. Let him try out Cum-Slut Kamiya if he wants; as long as he helps us out with making her disappear and maybe the initial furnishings for her private room in the base. Humming to himself he began to try and picture what he wanted for her special area. Thinking we need the bondage stuff first. Hell, I might even be able to get Junichiro and the rest of the wood shop guys to build it all for free if we offer the right… motivation. I know Jou was right and truly pissed that Kamiya laughed when he was shot down by that Akari chick a few weeks back. If he's not interested in Cum-Slut Kamiya, it doesn't mean he might not be above joining Yakato and Ogata and me in our small brotherhood… she was quite the looker and another one of the haughty bitches that seems to run rampant in our school. Yes, yes I think the scenario has some potential.
Nodding to himself, Toko continued to think and plan. Also need to remember to speak with Takana from metal working. Get some manacles, chains, shackles, some regular cages, and those three custom giblet cages built as soon as possible… each one in the most slutty, provocative, exposed, and accessible pose possible. Nothing too good for our precious perverted Princess Cum-Sut Kamiya after all.
Blinking rapidly, Toko came to, pulled out from his thoughts and planning, he fired off a joke in reply to something Yakato had just said. Sinking back into a comfortable silence, Toko's mind once again began to examine his plan.
Tomorrow's Wednesday… Social Studies, Geography, Mathematics, and History. HA! Fuck that noise; I Think I’ll be skipping the entire day tomorrow. Usually I would hit up the arcade with the others if they were also skipping but we now have a brand new toy to play with, locked tightly away with no one the wiser. I’ll get to the base early -say seven-ish- and have all day to take my sweet time enjoying ‘Cum-Slut Princess Kari Kamiya’
Plans made, Toko rejoined the conversation and banter that was being traded back and forth between Ogata and Yakato.
Before returning home the group made a short stop at the homeless area they always passed on their way out of the location of their secret base. Walking up to one of the dumpster fires that was already blazing, Tomo quickly removed all her additional sexy underwear, transferring them into his own bag. With those removed, he ditched Kari’s gym bag only keeping her school id and her camera before discarding all the rest of her things into the fire. The group watched as it was all engulfed and went up in flames as any evidence outside of what they planned to keep or release was burned up. Leaving the homeless camp they all make record time on their travel back to their respective homes.
Approaching not his own home but his brothers, Toko took a minute to take a steadying breath before exhaling deeply and plastering a firm and serious look on his face. Moving to the door leading to his brother's flat, he fished out the spare key he had been given before inserting it into the door's lock. The sound of metal emanating out from the closed door, proof that his brother was indeed home. Taking another steadying breath, Toko turned the key and then opened his brother's door.
“Hey! Aniki! Do you have time to talk? I've got something I want to discuss with you… and also probably show you.”

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After a week, and some video editing to remove any trace of their actual faces alongside modulating their voices and some other cuts to the video’s content that strictly speaking, the general viewing audience wouldn’t need to know about; Toko released the footage with help from his older brother Omajo on several free porn sites, and even more specialty pay sites.
After watching it the first time through unedited, his brother had ruffled his hair while announcing how proud he was of the young man his kid brother had grown into and had agreed to fully support and help with his plans for ‘Princess Cum-Slut Kamiya’, though for how long Kamiya would be attached to that was anyone's guess now as Omajo had already got the ball rolling in helping make her ‘disappear.’
Her student ID had been purposefully burned and damaged before it had been planted on the burnt corpse of a young female who had belonged to one of the other rival Yakuza families that had recently been eliminated. One who just so happened to be the same age as Cum-Slut Kamiya. His brother had also put feelers out on a doctor for that “special” operation she required through his contacts with the Yakuza.
After that first night explaining, Toko had been invited by his brother to stay for the night. Then after a night of drinking and rewatching his and his friend's exploits as his brother commented and critiqued him on his methods, together they had both headed over to the Toko and the others secret base to pay Toko’s new plaything a visit. Together they had taken turns or shared, playing with her all day long, with a little time spent helping his brother with mapping and record all the available rooms in the base as he has had some ideas about those; while Toko ensured himself by picking out the best one for ‘Princess Cum-Slut’s’ new permanent home.
The best part, after proving to his brother through both his initial capture and then subsequent actions while in his presence, Toko had been informed by Omajo that he was convinced that Toko was serious and ready to potentially join his new family, and had promised him an introduction and chance to join him and his fellow Yakuza buddies the next they went out to “play.”
Smirking to himself, Toko lay back on his bed in his room listening to the silent tranquil noise of the night. He had just finished checking up on the income that he and the others had made from the paysites in regards to the video and he couldn’t believe the figures. We already have made almost $150,000 from click traffic revenue and purchase downloads alone. Not to mention all the replies and comments on every company or the upload requesting a sequel. Laying back in pure satisfaction, Toko started towards the ceiling of his room as he allowed his mind to wander. He was certain all the comments posted on each uploaded copy of her video -which had gone viral- demanding a sequel, would eventually get addressed, but for now, he was just enjoying himself... and Kamiya every day he got a chance.
“Bitch tried to fight today. She managed to scratch and attempted to bite me.” Toko muttered to himself before his eyes took on a sadistic gleam. Bitch knew the consequence and did it anyway. She has no one to blame but herself. Maybe a week or two in her new ‘cage’ might adjust that rebellious hazardous behavior. Smirking to himself, Toko nodded once before muttering. “Starting this week I think she’ll be posed in her brand new giblet cage, just like I promised she would be if she acted up. Slut should know better by now.”
Shutting his eyes, Toko’s thoughts were soon filled with images of Kair’s despaired-filled face as even in his thoughts he continued to ravage her poor body as she struggled and cried out. Smirking smugly, Toko laughed silently at his own thoughts.
Fucking such a tease Kamiya. Even now you're leading me to nothing but a heap of sexual frustration with your oh so tantalizing body. Ah well, I’m sure Cum-slut Kari Kamiya’s well and truly learned her lesson by now… won't stop me from continuing to reinforce it though!
Grinning perversely to himself, Toko rolled over and let sleep begin to take him, his last thought ringing out clear as a bell in his satisfied consciousness.
Hopefully, in her next life, she’ll remember not to be such a fucking tease!
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