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This man boy.... she thought to herself. This man boy ... she repeated in her mind. He was bouncing her gently on his cock and was enjoying watching her pink/reddish nippled breasts jiggle and bounce from his exertions.

She looked up at him with awe as he calmly switched position effortlessly to let her drop straight down on his cock through her anal sphincter. She was so shocked she gripped his hand instinctively.

It was painful. Shockingly painful. But she had mysteriously gotten numb to the pain.

What mattered more was the feeling of his invasive thickly veined tool - smooth skinned cock - scraping gently and sweetly inside her lower digestive system, once it made its way up that back channel. The initial shocking pain of getting past the sphincter seemed like a price that she was willing to pay to have the ensuing pleasure of possession of his cock inside her.

So she could not help, but give him a wan smile - it was weak, but it was totally submissive. She felt like she was a very small being held by him.
And his grip was firm but felt secure. Like she was not going to fall at all. The level of dominion and authority that he exuded - the firmness of his manhandling of her - was overwhelming her mind.

She felt his sudden jerkish movement and knew instinctively what was about to happen. She braced for pain and she got it. He held her firmly by her slim smooth skinned waist and plopped her buttocks on his groin, impaling her painfully. His bouncing was now past brutal. It seemed to her, that his cock was always pushing ever deeper into her nether regions - with every push. The vision of a forceful piston on a moving train was the image in her brain. He bounced her hard and furiously and she had some presence of mind to open her eyes to look up at him again. His eyes were open, expressionless as he stared back at her. Like a demon with no soul, he fucked her. She looked up in fear and awe as he piston fucked her brutally.

She was getting used to the pain, despite her wincing at every upstroke of his powerful hips. With Edward, she had become unaccustomed to full masculine power, especially the kind coming from a virile man boy's healthier hips. But this was a re-introduction of that kind of pain and pleasure that only a virile man boy with a mean streak could deliver and... deliver well.

She reached up and put her slender white woman arms around his brownish neck and held on as the young man boy bucked upwards intent on delivering pain and pleasure at the same time.
 
It was about the delicious sensory delight, of course, the trying of her holes and the feel of them yielding around his cock. Dana's slickness celebrating him inside her. But it was also about taking her, about making her his. That's the kind of emotion she had in her eyes, like she agreed to their new relationship, that her power, whatever she'd had, she relinquished through this sordid act. And that she did it willingly. Married and many years his senior, and she still meant to be something he owned and ordered around. And fucked. He liked the way she focused on him. Like he was an entirely new world she hadn't expected to be thrown into. He had a confident lilt to his lips to affirm the budding worship in her eyes.

And when she gripped his hand harder, he said "Scchhhh..." to calm her. This was going to happen no matter what she did. He liked her compliance, and the obsessive way her pussy had hugged his cock, but he didn't need her to allow this. She and her husband owed him. He could take this, simply if he felt like it. And who wouldn't, when she was so ready for it, and matured to this pretty woman, almost untouched but for the limp dicked Edward.

There was surprise on her face at how it felt. It was thrilling to teach his former teacher something new. When he had refused to try the foreign snacks she'd brought to japan, he remembered her saying that new experiences can be adventures before she had him eat something that ended up being delicious and fruity, if a bit dry at first. Now he was treating his former babysitter to a new feeling. In her ass. Stretching it out.

He strained a little too. But his cock was resilient, waiting for her insides to adjust. He was happy to learn that Dana had the talent for this. Or maybe she was simply so aroused by the ordeal that he could do anything to her and she'd take it well, take it for pleasure. Once her anus had dressed the head of his cock, and pinched around under the mushroom edges, the rest of the length was more welcome on it journey to her stomach.

He nodded when she gave herself to him; that perfectly subservient face. He didn't squeeze her throat all too hard then, just guiding her, because Dana was being good. Their former roles were blown away. She accepted that he owned her now, and that everything his dick touched, it owned. She submitted those parts of herself in a fitting pace. And he decided the pace should be faster. Crueler.

She suffered from it, but that was part of it. He looked at her when she regained enough wits to look back. He was proud to let her see the monster he'd become, and taking her as he wanted to. She may feel the pain, but she knew not to act on it in any way that was a protest, only showing with the pinch of her brow that his cock was intense, inside her ass. She even gave more of herself, so that he could have what he wanted from her. When she held him it felt a bit like it used to, but she was so much smaller now. He smeller her hair and continued to fuck her and bounce her in his lap while the others around them muttered, jealous and impressed that Dana could take it so well, and did it so willingly for what was basically her nephew.

He tried out her ass more, one hand lifting and then smacking a bouncing cheek. He let her hear his huffs, controlled. "Do you like me fucking your ass, Dana?" he asked her calmly as his hips were precision ramming into her, and his hands where moving her mercilessly up and down, stimulating her intestines and her anus with almost violent friction. Filling her up and almost turning her inside out. His teeth raked over the side of her face possessively, threateningly, a pure show of animalistic ownership. "Do you like that I own you now, and your body is a sacrifice to my cock?" And he'd fuck the answer out of her too, slamming her down harder and rising sadistically into her dirties place.
 
I could only look up at him. It was the shock of pleasure.. more than pain. The psychological shift in the power dynamics... was too much for my brain to absorb in such a short period of time.

My mouth opened, I tried to speak and the words .. just refused to come out.

He gave me a particularly harsh jolt upwards with his powerful hips and I flew up and then down very painfully, his cock hitting my 'upper limit' anally.

That somewhat brought me down to earth. I yelped and found my voice again.

"Yes.... " I was breathless as he fucked me harder upwards. "I do like it.. that you own me... I love being a sacrifice to your cock. I want it ... I really want it Yuta"
It seemed like a lot to say, but I was glad that I did say it. I was now only vaguely aware of my husband being in the same room watching this, probably in shock.
I did not care. The only thing that mattered was Yuta's pleasure and mine ... as I gave the man-boy more pleasure.
 
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She could only look up at him. It was the shock of pleasure.. more than pain. The psychological shift in the power dynamics... was too much for her brain to absorb in such a short period of time.

Her mouth opened, she tried to speak and the words .. just refused to come out.

He gave her a particularly harsh jolt upwards with his powerful hips and she flew up and then down very painfully, his cock hitting her 'upper limit' anally.

That somewhat brought her down to earth. She yelped and found her voice again.

"Yes.... " she was breathless as he fucked her harder upwards. "I do like it.. that you own me... I love being a sacrifice to your cock. I want it ... I really want it Yuta"

It was firm and affirmed now - just by holding her in place with his cock up her nether region, his two hands firmly but relaxed holding her waist in place.. and in balancing her buttocks on his groin.. this young man boy totally owned and controlled Dana.

The pounding she was getting was now reaching beyond intense. He was fucking furiously and his friends were cheering him on. She looked slightly dazed and shocked at the men in the room as her soft full breasts danced violently up and down. She caught sight of her husband staring incredulously at her, his face deeply sad and shocked.

She tried to look at him - to give him some look of reassurance, but it was all in vain. Yuta's piston fucking was making it nigh impossible for her to make any kind of sensible gesture let alone utterance.

She turned slowly back up to look up at Yuta who was in fuck world bliss - his eyes glazed. She could not help but reach out gently to touch his face and to wipe some of his sweat off his forehead as he continued the vicious upward fucking and plausible destruction of her anal opening.

His fingers were violently violating her hot, wet vagina and was happily exploring her inner depths. The pleasure of that fingering experience coupled with the painful but desired intrusion into her nether backdoor left her quite immune to the pain of the brutal piston pumping of her anal cavity.

She no longer cared for the pain. She did not find cause to complain or to build it to more than what it was - a piston like pumping of her lower cavity.
 
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She was so much more feminine now. Not that she hadn't been one of the quintessential women in his life before. But then she had been untouchable. An idol of her own. And in a way now he was getting to topple her from her perch. Not just with violence, but to invade her heart. It felt like more than paying back a debt, like she was giving herself fully to this exchange. And to someone with Yuta's long since tainted sensibilities, that meant submission. And Dana was doing it so well.

Her way of looking at him may change as he caused her pain, which he delighted in, but she didn't refuse him. His cock twitched inside her, hard and eager still, youthful inside her mature body, finding places her husband was barred from. Her open mouth shaping around meanings that wouldn't come. Beautiful lips saying nothing, but agape and panting like that, saying everything, still.

He groaned and fucked her harder when she did speak. The ceiling inside her ass was sudden, but he liked grinding the head of his cock against it. It was almost too much, to receive that kind of admission from Dana. Her voice reiterated him so sweetly. "That's right." he said with dark determination and then stood up, holding her to him, keeping her legs around him. A lesser man would have slipped out of her, but his cock could still connected the distance between his hips and her ass as he turned them.

He sat her down on the chair instead, or at least supported her back on the seat, to have her butt over the edge. The chair was sturdy, and he continued fucking her her like this. His thrusts didn't connect to her asscheeks anymore, his hips rolling to get the friction from her asshole around his dick but not through impact. He looked down at her, under him. He liked to have rendered her like this, holding up one of he legs to angle her a bit to the side, so his cock could hit her intestines a bit differently.
 
She looked up at him with genuine awe.

This was what she wanted for so long. To be taken in such a forceful, authoritative manner. No politeness. No decorum. Just taken. No questions asked.
To the point. Cock inside. No checking in. Just force and decisiveness. Real Masculine.

She could not help but flash a smile as he took charge. She instinctively raised her legs placing her ankles sweetly on his powerful shoulders looking up at him ... this time with pride and genuine love in her eyes. She was moved to tears, as he fucked her mercilessly.

"Fuck me... Fuck me.. Yuta.." she said boldly now. She flashed her eyes at her miserable husband who was on his knees, crying looking at the scene. She smiled menacingly at him and said
"This is what a real man does for me.. Edward... watch and learn.." and then looked up at Yuta's glaring zombie like eyes and smiled - her breasts bouncing all over the place from his exertions.

She smiled superiorly at the other men and older boys in the crowd who were now silently staring at the scene. Some of them visibly stroking their exposed cocks; some stroking them through their pants. One extremely obese older boy had removed his pants and was standing up jacking off to her; she could see some of his cum spray on the carpet below him.

She was starting to sweat more and there was a beautiful wet glow to her on her face and body. The glow was from both the sweat on her skin, but also from the utter freedom and genuine turned on joy that she was feeling - being fucked so hard and well.

She laughed inwardly as she thought about how her yoga, which while being great to do, did not quite leave her energized and centered as being fucked by a powerful, muscular, authoritative man.
 
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Her body was perfect. It was mature and healthy, and because of its neglect from her husband, it was brand new to this kind of use, even though she had obviously craved it up until now. And it responded so well to him. Even tough she had been forced into this situation, she was willingly being fucked by him. Her pliability gave her over well to being fucked in the ass, keeping her relaxed and allowing him far into her stomach.

But it was in the way she looked at him that made her special among the other women he could have. She had a kind of worship in her eyes that seemed out of place given they had always been of the reverse dynamic; her teaching him about the world. But now the woman who had been an extra mother to him was at the mercy of his sexual whims, and gladly adhering to her part as an object he could enjoy.

Hadn't he adored her differently, once upon a time, when her wisdom and knowledge about countries outside of his seemed endless? A goddess of knowledge and refinement. Now she was such a pretty thing, taking on his cock in her well-trained asshole. He fucked her harder just to try out how sturdy she was, and remembered a time when she'd been taller than him. It was a victory he couldn't have over others. Just his aunty Dana.

He noticed she looked around and the perversion of her arousal let her take it in. He smiled too, though vying for her attention with particularly harsh thrusts. He wanted her to know he could strain her durability, as well. She needed to know he could destroy her. She laid her legs on him in a way that made it easier to fuck her, so he could gouge out her inner at a new angle, inviting him to do more. He wasn't late to test it out, and lean closer to her, folding her further.

Fuck her, she said. And fuck her he did. His hips were strong and the low of his back had good practice in making women submit, in making them understand their lot in life, to be under him, to serve him if he wanted. Dana had been used to respect and even power in her own relationship, her body thirsted to let go, and to be lead. He had never done anything else, so instinctively he was claiming her; hard, cruel pistoning in and out of her mature rump.

And then to further cement his ownership of her, even as his cock was ramming and claiming her very insides, his hand slapped around her throat, and his thumb locked-in the grip, squeezing the air out of her. He looked down at the sweat-lacquered woman, dark eyes unfazed by the pace at which he was stabbing into her, as he stole her breath and kept it. The men around them saw the act of dominance and groaned in their self-pleasuring session.

The boy who'd grown up with them, now turned as a man and looked at Edward, the superior cock claiming the love of Edward's life, and regarding the white, weak man for what he was - someone who couldn't even fuck his wife, who'd lost her. All the while choking her like she was just an object to be played with. Yuta looked back down at her and switched the angle of his hips to aim a little higher, banging his hips into her ass.
 
Her girlish curiosity had returned. She reached up to his sweaty face and stroked the cheeks lovingly, as he brutally fucked deeper into her innards, disrupting all order inside her nether region. She stroked the sweat and brought her fingers to her lips to let that manly moisture drip on that sensitive flesh; letting her tongue lick the salty taste - her tongue lingering on her lips to taste more of him.

Her breasts were bouncing furiously and were beginning to hurt, but she loved the hurt and wanted more of it.
She loved the violence and the vigor of the young man boy. All her pre-marriage dom boyfriends had that vigor and willingness to be violent in fucking her.

"Fuck me Yuta." She said nodding and then added "Fuck me ... please."

She reached up with both hands to cusp his huge manly chest and to feel the black thick hairs at his sternum. She stroked those hairs with her dainty white girlie pixie fingers - fascinated by the slightly spiky feel to his chest hairs.

Then reaching back with both hands up at the sides of her head, she managed to relax her body to let him piston fuck into her deeper as she closed her eyes.

He was literally fucking the living the shit out of her.

She looked at his side, to peer sternly at Edward - making sure that he was watching every millisecond of his and her humiliation.
The only difference between these two married people was that she was enjoying... loving the humiliation and wanted it to never stop.

She scanned the room at the other men and boys in the room who were now ogling; glaring and staring. Stunned at the scene. Never could they have imagined seeing a respectable beautiful white woman being fucked in such an intoxicatingly humiliating way.

She noticed one older guy who was glaring at her, paying attention to her face as she got fucked.

She smiled nervously at him and could not take her eyes off him... and that was when she felt the most powerful wave of the night so far... in her body.

An intense tsunami of feminine orgasmic power welling up...

She knew she had to grab the side of the chair she was on and hold on. She yelled... a guttural sound... and then let her thighs loose... shaking.. as she spurted her drenching orgasm on Yuta.. Shuddering... she kept shaking... for a time eternal as the young buck continued fucking into her... never losing his brutal momentum.
 
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She wasn't just letting this happen; she was participating and perpetuating it. There had been reluctant obedience before. He knew how they looked when they were suffering for their debt, but decided to pay it off anyway. But beloved Dana, who'd given him delusions of a woman's worth, ate his sweat and worshipped him by giving up her body to him. It was a pretty look on the once stoic idol. Another milestone he should not have gotten to cross, for the sake of the modesty in his soul.

So he was filled with more hubris when he fucked her. It shouldn't even have been this; not in her asshole. She deserved a first time with the boy she raised to be at least in her womanhood, so she could see how she'd measure up against the flesh of his manliness. But she was instead taken in front of dangerous strangers, her inside gouge out from the wrong hole.

It was even further wrong and debase that she'd like it this much. It hadn't been his design, but something about her staunch outer before had him guess on her possible proclivities. She was perfectly poised for it now, inviting it; her body insisting on it. Perhaps that was her maturity showing, the very essence of her developed femininity, that she'd submit to a stronger animal, and that she take to the carnal activity so well.

Yuta grunted with victory when she looked at her husband, and made a point of out thrusting harder then. When she turned her attention to the oldest in their bunch, someone who'd challenge Yuta for his place ontop now and then and lost, the boy wrought more violence with his hips. He gritted his teeth and bounced his aunty viscously on his hips. The men around them who hadn't spent their loads jerked their inferior cocks faster. This was a strange, primal ritual now.

And Yuta was in control, barely hissing slightly when her ass contorted around him and she had her very showy climax. Undeniably comming with a cock in her ass. He didn't let her rest. Her pleasure was just a consequence, not the goal. The others cheered on, some of them weak from having released too. Yuta was relentless bouncing her and thrusting into her. His legs could kick a man to death, his body was made to cause harm, and he used its strength to fuck her fervently.
 
She was exhausted - she felt exhausted. A slight headache, her heart pounding in her chest from the violent fucking and her intense participation in her sodomization.
She lay back, as Yuta, seemingly inexhaustible - continued to fuck her with a violence that she had craved since puberty.

She was exhausted but still felt the twinge of a turn on in her exposed bouncing breasts and her clitoral area which Yuta had been stimulating with his fingers as he continued to fuck her in her nether region. He has also mischievously tickled the area where her breasts joined her armpits on both sides and that had made her laugh and shake her body more violently, causing a bit more pain as she was put into an awkward angle as his cock continued to drive into her back door hole.

As she recovered from her orgasm, she looked up at him again, this time more relaxed and managed a wan smile at her conquistador.

She had nothing to hide or take cover from psychologically. All of her feelings had been laid bare. She reached back with her arms, exposing her brilliant white armpits - relaxed as she continued to get fucked. She was not waiting for this to end. It was not an ordeal any longer. She had reached a point of refreshing honesty.

She liked... loved ... being fucked by a powerful young buck. She liked the idea of her husband being humiliated as well - perhaps it was her disgust at him for being so weak with his spending their financial fortune. Perhaps it was more due to the fact that he was just inherently weak - unable to stand up for her and for him.

Her father had warned her about marrying Edward. "You .. your type.. you need a stronger man..."
She had not heeded his warning.

A thought occurred to her. "Well.. you have what you have now... and it isn't bad is it? A husband who will let you have what you want sexually and a way to restore our financial status."

The reality of the feminine mind kicked in. She did not mind at all.

Yuta was ferocious now in his violence waged through his now gigantic and thick cock - pistoning in and out of her back door.

She got up on her elbows to look up at him more intently as he continued to plough into her.

"Fuck me.. fuck me.. fuck me.. Yuta.."

She looked back at the older man who made her come. He glared at her intently and calmly. She smiled nervously back at him.
 
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How perfectly she posed down there for him. She had such beauty in her, and he shouldn't be surprised, given how easily she'd charmed him into a blush when he was younger. And now all that loveliness was his, not just use, but to abuse. He had a talent for that, as shown by how he'd gotten both of them here, and she was now enjoying taking it in the ass while being fondled - he had turned her into a completely different, more honest woman.

He heeded her words and drove his cock sadistically into her ass. But as she reclined, he thought she needed a new change, so he gripped her again by her waist, and set her down on her knees on the floor as he towered over her, as though he was chastising her. She was now sitting low while he stood. With a nod to the side Edward was pushed toward the scene, near the couple, where he was forced on his knees as well.

Yuta looked down at Dana, with his cock in her face, swaying still after having dislodged from her ass. It was no secret he was proud of his equipment. He nodded for her to take care of his cock now that it was ready to burst.

The men got closer to see the spectacle, which made the circle around the three rather intimate, since the guards had already been close. The trio would be able to hear the flapping of the hands and the wagging, smaller cocks as their owners tried to please them to the erotic scene of the mature woman and her husband being completely subjugated by the young and healthy leader. This was the kind of reward they liked for their loyalty and hard work.

If she knew what to do, and so far he had seen a deep emotional and erotic intelligence in her, his all but exploding cock would be eager to spurt his aggressive and boiling seed, wherever she first aimed it. And then he'd shift his hips to the side, to see if she understood that she'd direct the flesh weapon at her husband, that he may also take unwilling part in the fertile riches shooting out. It would be a satisfying humiliation for the others to watch. And Dana had showed her dissatisfaction with her man enough that Yuta had picked up on it.
 
When Dana was 18, she spent one summer at her grandparent's farm in Montana.
One evening, her grandfather smiled at her sweetly and with a hint of humor, asked her to come to the barn where they had gathered the chicken livestock.
She walked in curiously looking up at him, as he beckoned her inside.
All the chickens were clucking, feeding on the scraps that her grandmother had laid out on the hay strewn floor.

Her grandfather handed her a knife and picked up one of the chickens.
"Rosie here... " he nodded downwards to the fattened chicken cradled in his arms. "This is her last day on planet earth... I want you to help her become our meal tonight.
Cut .. slice her neck.. like this." He signaled how to slice her neck and then hold Rosie up side down.

Dana looked up at her grandparents who were smiling confidently, grabbed the knife and without a word
grabbed Rosie and sliced the neck cleanly and efficiently, holding out the struggling chicken in her death throes to bleed out.
Not a drop of blood spilled on Dana.

Her grandparents gleamed with pride, as Dana handed the chicken to a farm hand standing by, and gathered her tools into a bag and headed out the barn door.
Her grandmother looked up at her husband and said "That's our girl. She does not tolerate hesitation. Sweetest girl we know.. but ovaries bigger than coconuts!"
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As she kneeled down on the cold hard floor, Dana looked up proudly at her conquistador.
She did not mind at this point, being sprayed on her face or breasts as a mark of conquest.

But, she was a little confused as her husband was made to get on his knees by her side.
It took but for a split second before she understood Yuta's intentions.

She grabbed Yuta's huge, bursting concrete hard cock which was literally steaming vapor in the by-now humid room and pointed it at Edward's shocked face.
She was expressionless as she did so. Expressionless but for a gleam in her eye, as she pointed the voluminous powerful spray of man cream at her poor husband's face.
She kept her eye on her husband as she did so, making sure that his cream hit both of his eyes and sprayed every square millimeter of his face. Yuta in the meantime was screaming bloody murder, as he shot his load on the poor husband's face.

As Yuta's Old Faithful manly geyser was ebbing in strength, she offered Edward to suck or kiss the manly cock, still spewing sperm and semen. Edward shook his head.
"Cat caught your tongue Edward?" she said menacingly. She took the massive tool in her mouth, sucking it lovingly as she looked up at her Japanese conquistador.
Not a drop was spared or wasted. Every sperm and seminal drop was sucked into her mouth ... happily.
She then reached up with her girly white girl fingers underneath Yuta's hulking balls and tickled the middle line that separated both coconut sized balls. Yuta spontaneously
spasmed and another huge load shot into her mouth, which she gratefully sucked down clean.

She licked her lips and looked up expressionless at Yuta.
 
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The pleasure almost hurt, which he knew it would, when the build-up had been this good. He had made sure this taking was memorable, and Dana had performed better than he could have imagined. No training in a locked basement, no whipping or strangling needed. She was just this beautiful submissive, sexual being on her own, prepared by a life of neglect, and injected with longing to be exactly this. She had found her place in the world on her knees.

She was beautiful first, taking on the heavy lines of his cum, indeed savoring them, like she had passed a great test, like she was worth more because she was marked with his sperm. In the circles she now belonged to, it was a correct attitude. Even as his cock rung from the initial eruption, she learned her new mission. Her obedience was immediate, and the poor husband never stood a chance. The boiling product of Dana's hard work, of the deflowering of her asshole, desecrated Edward's usually friendly face. It was now made lewd and indignant - in this world of men, Edward had been rendered low for what his wife had done to him.

It gave Yuta great satisfaction to see her betray her husband with his cock. He growled in pleasure when she elicited another load for herself with her little tickle. He looked at the two cum splattered victims under him, and smiled to himself. She was good to instinctively know to swallow his last burst of cum and to clean his cock after. Her uncompromising face after she had so blatantly chosen the big cock over her husband was rather delicious to the boy she'd help raise.

"Such a good girl." he rewarded and even petted her on her head. He then started putting his cock back into his pants, and twisted to the side to kick Edward in his stomach, having him double over. "Get up on your knees and clean your wife's face." he ordered. The couple were both coated with the warm, fertile fluid. The inferior, older man would have no choice other than to obey, and start the humiliating task of eating another man's cum off his wife. And Dana have better reciprocate as well, but Yuta didn't think he'd have to tell her that.

The men around them had all left their load on the floor, and there was the kind of sullen atmosphere in the large room that followed intense sexual release. Although some of that predatory voyeurism awoke in them again as they wanted to see the couple clean one another. Another act of surrender to the youthful boss they all had to obey.
 
She looked at her husband who was still shocked and she nodded slowly.

"Edward... just do it." She said calmly and closed her eyes in preparation, lifting her head at an angle as they both kneeled while lifting her arms above her head, pushing her pretty blonde hair into a bun and holding it in place at the top of her head. The men nodded appreciatively at the stark whiteness of her armpits - untouched by the sun.

She heard the eerie silence in the room, as she finally felt and heard Edward shift his weight on the creaking wood floor.

She felt his warm tongue tentatively touch the cum spot on her nose, and then after a slight gagging sound - Edward swallowed the huge dollop of sperm.

Edward did it slowly as the eerie silence prevailed in the hot humid room. She was sweating profusely and felt a dollop of Yuta's sperm plop out of her anus.
She felt strangely dirty and yet satisfied at the same time.

Edward finally managed to lick her face and breasts clean and then sat back and she opened her eyes to take a huge breath in.

She looked around the room at the other men and caught the eye of the older man again. She blinked at him, and then looked around in search of Yuta again, keeping her arms over clasped on the bun now at the back of her head.
 
Yuta nodded to himself, commending her when she pushed her husband to obey the order. How pretty she was, with the nape of her neck exposed and her light hair held back, submissive and on mission for her real owner. Already she had fully immersed into the new power dynamic in their relationship. White women were a bit slow to the game, but they eventually understood the strongest male got the fealty of the females. With the added visual of cum splattered all over her, and her air of carrying it with pride, she was a lovely imaged of a conquered, mature woman.

The other men were quietly anticipating the lowly husband's response. He'd not proven to be formidable in any other way before, they expected a good show of his spinelessness again, especially since he was pushed by his wife, too. Jealousy spiraled in their inferior shafts at watching their leader's influence set into the couple.

They breathed deep and inhaled particularly sharp when Edward neared her face with his. The flat tongue that scooped up Yuta's cum from the tip of her nose and shaved it off the bridge of it, was tense and they laughed together when the weakling coughed. Still he carried on.

Yuta was close to them, a large statue of an idol as they sacrificed their dignity to his whims. He had seen them work together before; putting their day and schedule together, sometimes fixing snacks for him, even playing elaborate pretend games to keep him happy. This reminded him of that, but it was mixed up with his macabre satisfaction of humiliating them both, and the triumph of getting his way.

Yuta noted the dribble of cum from her ass. The sodomization was still fresh in all their minds. Initiating Dana with anything less than this complete destruction of her independence and freedom would have meant a much longer road to her ultimate obedience. Now she wasn't just paying back a debt; she had found her place as his toy, and also pleasure in it, as evident in how easy it was to subject Edward to this. The man cleaned his wife like an animal, and then sat back. He was not as enamored by this situation as she.

She looked almost serene and enlightened when she opened her eyes. Her pose and exposure of her armpits was gorgeous; she looked proud and willing to serve. Somehow she hadn't lost her personality with the taking of her freedom. Yuta licked his lips and took the two steps needed to get to the couple, and dismissively put his foot to Edward's shoulder, and toppled him.

He looked down at Dana and waved two fingers for her to get up. "You're mine now. Both of you. You'll pay back your debt in suiting ways. Edward will smuggled drugs for me in his imported goods, and you'll be my comforts, whenever I need them." he told Dana. He started walking to the side, and the others followed. He meant for both Dana and Edward to do the same.

They'd reach a bathroom, gigantic, with a cascading showerhead in one corner. There were great windows overlooking the city and the tile was a gradient of white to gray to black, all expensive marble. It was obvious Yuta had done well for himself, and what kind of company he liked to keep here. He gestured toward it for Dana, and would stop Edward from joining if he attempted to do so. "Clean yourself. Make a show." he said and heard the satisfied humming of the men at the prospect. "Do you remember the song you used to sing to me, when you bathed me?" he asked.
 
Dana obediently got up as Yuta snapped his fingers at her.

She loved the dominance and the authority and it showed on the glow on her face and body.

She snapped up to attention standing erect in front of him, looking up at him admiringly, allowing her pink nippled breasts to stick out in pride.
She had no shyness about showing her pubis and her fine natural blonde hairs there. She was relaxed and at ease in her submission.
She scarcely paid attention to Edward who was still kneeling and probably reeling from the shock of all the events of the night.

She nodded when Yuta declared her role and Edward's role, and even smiled in understanding as he started walking.

She could not help but smile even more broadly, when she saw the beautiful bathroom.

"Oh.. my.. I always wanted a bathroom like this..." she smiled to herself. She had seen a bathroom like that when visiting her friends in Tuscany and the luxuriousness and sense of abundance was what impressed her.

She responded to his order to "Clean yourself. Make a show" by reaching up to tie her pretty blonde hair into a bun. A pretty Japanese girl appeared out of nowhere scantily dressed herself in a translucent white nightie. The girl offered Dana a few hairclips and Dana smiled at her graciously as she accepted them, using them to pin up her pretty blonde hair into a bun at the back of her head. https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/rear-view-woman-arranging-her-260nw-1156856428.jpg

Asked about the song, she thought for a while, before grinning and saying "Yes.. of course.. the Carpenters song.. Why do Birds... " she hummed a few lines and smiled at Yuta's positive response. "Yes.. I will sing that for you.." she smiled at him.

She stood erect and proud to display her entire body to her audience of gawking Japanese men as she got into the shower area and twisted the shower arm to let the water out, reaching out a slender slim white hand to test the water as she looked up at the shower head. It was surprisingly immediately perfectly warm. She bent over as she did so, and her buttock cheeks naturally parted to show more of her blonde fringed anal opening as well as her pussy (both holes now wide gawking open.) The men did a loud intake of breath and she grinned as she heard that, turning back to smile at them.

She smiled in glee as she walked into the shower stream, letting the mix of her feminine sweat, heat, man sweat, grime and cum wash off her entire body. She looked impressed at the amount of thick gummy sperm that stuck in globs to her skin on her face, neck, boobs, under boobs, armpits, arms, hands, belly, back, pussy, thighs... and buttocks. She spent a bit of time brushing off her skin with the clean brush provided, goo goo eyeing the men especially Yuta.

The old man was staring at her and she smiled sweetly and invitingly back at him.

She did not see Edward, but she was not looking very hard for him.

As she started enjoying the warm water, she started to hum the Carpenters song and then began to sing it as she watched Yuta.

"Why do birds.. suddenly appear..." she smiled at him.
"Every time.. you are near...."
"Just like me..." she grinned and scrubbing her pussy hair with the brush.
"They long to be.. close to you." She grinned genuinely happy.

She looked at the older man who was smiling somewhat viciously now. And she furrowed her brow playfully at him, but kept singing and dancing lightly, allowing her sweet pretty breasts to dance around violently under the shower spray.

She glanced down to her blonde curly haired cameltoe and was taken aback at how swollen and red the area was. The men laughed with her as she stood facing them and spread her labia lips to 'mock' complain' about how red her lips were. "My God... " she smiled looking at Yuta who looked back at her sternly.

She caught the eye of the older man again who seemed more angry. She smiled girlishly at him, allowing her hands to swing shyly causing her perfect boobs to jiggle pleasantly for the men who showed their appreciation by unashamedly whipping their cocks out to brutally jack off in front of her. The old man and Yuta did not touch their already erect cocks. She then knew why these two men were clearly the ones in charge. They possessed a discipline that the other boy men did not have. She knew that at some point ,she may be owned property for both of them ...

and she knew that that may be a fulfillment of her greatest dream. To be fought over, won and possessed for the sake of extreme desire for her.
 
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His faith in her had been well placed. His treatment of her had made her into this pliable thing. She followed at his snap, and that was important. He could trust her in front of others, both to be entertaining, and to listen when he wanted something. Her seamless heeding assured the youngest man in the room that she was of the quality he needed for a woman he could show off, and trust to bolster his standing. Like everyone else, he was excited to see the cum-painted, naked woman walk naturally into the tiled, large room.

He was proud of the bathroom. It was more like a spa, and she was right to appreciate it. His hands locked behind his back. She had given him what he wanted, and his release kept him calm even when she gave such a good show. It was not unusual that he had pretty creatures entertain his troops like this, but Dana did it with a certain grace; better than the girl who provided her hair accessories had, when it had been her turn. There was something natural in the way Dana moved, like she had been made for this, all along.

And like his men, Yuta was transfixed on the woman, excited to hear the song when she said she remembered it. There was no thousand dollar whore or actual songstress in debt that could give him this strange, perverted luxury. He swallowed when she presented him with her willing, engorged cunt, and thought about having another go at her, and then shifted slightly when she reminded him of the pretty golden hairs skirting the asshole he'd claimed. Both crevices yawned to invite him in. They belonged to him, after all, and she would have him take that advantage. But he wanted the show.

He didn't know exactly how to feel, only that it was much, when she sang and washed herself. Old emotions and a hormonal fog surrounded him. In acquiring money through violence and crime, he had gotten the taste for spending it on exotic things. He was equipped to sample the premium sensation of having the lullaby braided with the vision of her very alluring body, softly drowned as she moved to make it a better picture for them all. In the hearts of the lesser men, the conflict was foreign, but Yuta had the mind and experience to savor it. Just like he wanted. She had given him her body, and now this was something more.

That pussy was swollen, but it was through being fucked in the ass that she'd cum.

Yuta smiled to assure her he was happy with the performance. "That's it, Dana." he said and took steps forward, his shoes almost touching the edge of the water that fanned out from the drain where she stood. With his suit fully on, and her in the water, nude and recently assfucked, the others saw the immense difference between the boy and the woman. The scene heavily showed that he owned her, and that she liked her new lot in life.

The unflattering and hasty sounds of the men who were jerking their cocks announced they were ready to blow again. Yuta was still looking at his prize when he waved two fingers for them to get closer. They shuffled with some difficulty given their excited state, but made it to the water's edge as well, around her in a half circle like a firing squad before their grunts preceded their orgasm, shooting ropes of smaller quantity into the puddle. The milky, thick leavings did not reach her feet.

Yuta smiled, superior, and took steps back. "I like that song." he told her and then made a circle with a finger, and the men sipped their pants up. "You'll get a new phone, Dana. You're to answer it whenever it makes a sound. You will supervise Edward now that you both work for me. I'll stay in touch." he waved at the rest of the room, but meant the entire apartment. "Use it as you see fit for today. I will call upon you soon."

And then the men started walking out, following their leader. Even the old man.
 
Dana could not hide her disappointed face, as she saw the men and Yuta troop out of the bathroom, leaving her poor husband who was staring at her helpless.

He just shook his head in pity. She finished her shower with some effort to remove the blobs of thick Yuta sperm on her skin and pussy and anus. There was a scrubber that she had to use to clean the sperms that clogged her anus.

When she was done, she wrapped a towel around herself and took Edward's hands into hers and looked into his eyes.

There was a brief silence, before she spoke.

"Edward... we are now in a different phase of our relationship. We must do what we need to do with Yuta."

One of the men came in and brought her a beautiful, silver gold phone. She took it gratefully and smiled gracefully as she bowed to him and then said "Arigatou gozaimasu".
He stared blankly back and walked out.

She turned back to her husband. "Do you comprehend what I said Edward?"
He nodded quietly.
"Yuta.. has me on demand.. that may mean that I may not see much of you... you will need to follow his every order regarding the drugs. I know you are very good with the logistical part of shipping and packing stuff... it is a risk.. but it is one that we need to take... I don't see any other way out of this."

She paused to see if he understood.
She said "I will ... do my part fully."

He nodded crying and she hugged him compassionately.

As she did, she smiled looking down at the vast quantities of gobs of sperm and semen outspread on the floor.
She could still feel the strong momentum of Yuta's hips as he fucked and screwed deeply and with masculine intention into her innards.
All three of her elastic openings had been stretched violently by him. She still felt the stretch in her mouth, anus and vagina.
Her anus and vagina still felt hot red and raw - fucked brutally and completely. Yuta was total in his dominance. Her Korean professor was a strong man
but Yuta clearly was stronger and she knew it in her body, mind, soul and heart.
That momentum and force represented some kind of manly assurance of authority, dominance, power, control and protection.
All of which she had craved in men all her life.
Yuta had demanded of her what she never gave to her husband and most other men, and she reciprocated easily by surrendering all of her to him.

Unlike her poor husband, she was excited, lit up and turned on about this new turn in her future.
As she hugged her husband, she recalled this wild ride that she had been on.
From being scared off when the Yakusa approached her at the lingerie shop to this present moment - she was in a whirlwind in her mind.

She smiled impishly and bit her lip, looking into infinity - to a future of being fulfilled sexually and in terms of her desires for manly authority.
 
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Over the next few days, a lot of things needed to be handled to make Edward's trade route possible. While Yuta commanded a lot of the relevant underworld, he still needed everyone involved to know. There were massive amounts of money on the line, and even he had people to answer to. This was his own play at power. It was a good thing this venture had a lot of potential, so there wasn't much resistance.

And with focus on this, he often thought of Dana, and the revelatory moments he'd had with her in his city abode. That song had forever changed in him, and he still jerked off to the memory of having fucked his aunty in the ass and to know that she was the category of woman who didn't just like it, but could cum from it. It reinforced his already overblown confidence and reaffirmed his belief that he could turn any powerful woman into a plaything.

So when he had some time to play, after days, almost a week of setting things into motion, he checked where the phone was. He smiled to himself. The restaurant was under Yakuza protection, which meant he could do whatever he wanted there.

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The patrons were nestled within a generous planning of large indoor plants and the dark-wood décor. The higher end of Tokyo's restaurant scene, but not quite so posh it thinned the crowd terribly, The Hadashi, was always popular. A streak of good reviews and a mention in a prominent vlogger's video had increased it profits, and let the main chef develop the menu. The space was large for any Japanese establishment.

The two white women had gotten a seat somewhere in the middle of the first floor. After she had been told they were fully booked by her friend, Dana would have tried calling in from the phone given to her by Yuta, and suddenly there was a spot open. Their menus had come quickly and there was already complimentary drinks on the table, and by the gold flakes covering the ornamental fruit, they were expensive. The waiter apologized for not giving them any of the private rooms, but offered now, when he saw the gold gleaming off her phone, and the small emblem in the metal. Likely, the women would settle on the public place, their best main floor seats, slightly elevated on a scene, but not drawing that much attention, just a table that showed you were a more important guest.

Dana and her friend would be complimented profusely and doted on by the staff. A good time for the half hour they'd be there before they were visited by a tall, well dressed young man that obviously knew Dana.

Yuta wore a blue suit today, deep, and a black shirt, mostly unbuttoned, when he strode in. He had his hand in his pocket and a tail of three men. Most of the natives here knew by the tattoos they oughtn't get in the way as he went up to the table, and looked down at the woman who'd partially raised him. Last time they'd seen each other she had been washing his cum off in his shower. He had his finger under her chin to make sure she looked at him.

"Heya, auntie." he said and then looked over at the friend with a nod. He soon returned his attention to Dana. His face was playful, but in that wolf-way. "You look like you're enjoying my privileges. "
 
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