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Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Asuka & Shinjiro Tsuimori​

Even with her thoughts racing through her mind, the noises from all the others had definitely been heard. However, they weren't too dominating that she couldn't figure a verdict out. One that ... she had no idea how to admit, at least not to Logan. But it had taken a lot of consideration ... and she did want it. She couldn't explain exactly why when she had already seen the 'darker' sides of life ... but something was begging for it. Who was she to deny her desires, regardless of how 'normal' or otherwise they seemed?

Finally, another sound got her attention; another door. But due to being around enough of them, it wasn't just a normal one. It belonged to a car, to be more exact. Between the help of Logan and her hands, which helped her in getting herself in her seat, she got in well enough. As her right hand moved beside her, she found her seat belt and put it on, making it go across her breasts in the process. She had hated seat belts for that reason; they squeezed around them and often made it uncomfortable. Still, she would abide by the simple rule.

She gave Logan a small smile, turning towards where his voice came from as she nodded her head no. "I ... do understand enough, yes. Though in Yomi there aren't nearly as many women. So instead of women fighting to be Shinjiro's 'bitch', it's more like seeing who can win me over. Still, the concept is close enough. Me and Roselyn were - literally - the only women in Yomi."

It was so tempting to ask where they were going; but she didn't want to feel like she was pushing her luck by asking this. She wasn't supposed to know, hence the blindfold. Why should she know, even if she only got an answer like 'store' for example, even that? Deciding to forget about it, her mind tried to think of other things to bring up; besides her end verdict. But she was still too embarrassed. Moreover, what could she ask about? She remembered his reaction when she had questioned if he really meant his compliments so ... maybe anything involving women would be too .... sensitive?

Hoping that logic was right, she tried desperately to think of other topics. Noting the way the ignition sounded, one finally came to her mind. "It doesn't sound like you race like Roselyn does ... do you? Or is that wrong? I guess ... what I'm trying to go at is you're right; we probably are going to be together for a while, regardless of whether Shinjiro tries to cooperate or not. Hopefully he will ... but in case.... we may as well know more, as you said, about one another. But .... aside from you leading your gang and being Roselyn's brother, I don't know much of you. I'll return the favor to be fair though ... if you don't mind that is."
 
Logan was glad to hear that Asuka had come to decide that she wanted to know more about her captor. Though she might not realize it, the young woman had given away a lot of information in doing so. If she had decided that she was going to get her panties in a bunch over Logan's threats, then she would not have asked. If she had been frightened and intended to run at the first chance that she got, then she would not have asked. If she did not still have some kind of interest in Logan, then she would not have asked. Nothing had changed. All that has happened was that Logan had, once again, gotten inside of that pretty little head.

"I don't race very often and when I do, I don't use my car," Logan answered as he shifted the car into first gear and started to pull away from the complex. "My car is the same model as Roselyn's without most of the fancy parts so I know how to handle both of our cars well enough. I race in Rose's place when she isn't feeling up to it. Aside from that, my role here isn't what you might think it is... As I told you already, I run things differently here than your brother does."

Logan wasn't going to bring the infrastructure of the Bangers up for discussion, but he couldn't really tell Asuka exactly what it was that he did without explaining how he ran things first. Besides, she was going to find out at breakfast anyway. The two of them were headed to a meeting between the branch leaders of the Old Port Bangers.

"The Old Port Bangers run in five divisions - each one with its own leader in charge of running their own division while I oversee the function of the gang as a whole through them. This structure serves two purposes. First, it allows me to maintain order in my ranks more easily. Managing one giant gang would be too chaotic, so I manage five smaller gangs instead; so to speak. My twin sister, Roselyn, is in charge of our racing circuit as I am sure you might have been able to guess. Aside from the racing circuit, there is our underground fighting league, our drug labs, our prostitution ring, and our laundering operation at The Pulse. You will meet the rest of the leaders over breakfast."

"The second purpose that this serves is that in times when one of the leaders cannot be around, such as when Roselyn was with the Yomi, it allows me to step down and take their place. Likewise, it means that the Bangers would not fall apart without me if I should need to take an extended leave."
 
Asuka & Shinjiro Tsuimori​

The fact Logan raced at all, even if not much, had honestly intrigued Asuka. With him and Roselyn seeming like opposites, that had been another thing she hadn't expected him to take up. Then again, this was probably a good reason one could never judge books by their covers. Listening carefully, she was a bit astounded to hear him go on and inform her - somewhat - anyways. She also hadn't known there were five mini-gangs; she had thought it to be one huge one like Yomi. But he had quite the point; it probably would be too chaotic to handle so many people at once.

"That ... is actually a rather smart idea, splitting the gangs up. Did you think of that?" She hadn't forgotten her end of the deal but as she tried to think about what to say ... she almost felt rather pathetic. She really had been, more or less, the 'pretty face' around Yomi. The one that all stared at but could never get, like a gorgeous woman whom stood behind a wrestler on TV. So ... it would lead to her past then wouldn't it? Still .... deal's a deal ....

"Well...." Her hand had begun to move a strand of her hair behind an ear, but stopped to avoid accidentally moving the blindfold. Suppressing a sigh, she kept her hands upon her lap instead. "Even if he doesn't act like it, Shinjiro is supposed to be the older between us. So since the second child usually gets spoiled a lot ... I was no exception. Though we've lived here our whole life, me and Shinjiro were raised in a rather traditional Japanese lifestyle. So eating at a table low to the ground upon pillows on our knees, continuing some Japanese customs ... things like that. As such, I'm a fan of certain anime and mangas; quite of few of which I read and watch." She wanted to put 'usually' at the end of that ... but refrained from it.

"I already told Roselyn but ... I guess I was more or less the 'morale support' of Yomi. Except compared to most other ancient civilizations where it was obtained through .... acts, they just needed to see me." Acts, of course, mainly referring to the Ancient Greeks whom often had orgies before a major battle or war.

Pausing to think of anything else, she gave a nod after a bit. "It's not my forte at all, but I can, as last resorts, fight via self-defense. I was better at the 'diplomat'-type of position, especially in Yomi." Straightening her skirt out, she gave a nervous chuckle. "...Heh, sorry. I've ... never been on anything close to a date. I'm not quite sure what I'm doing. But ... given I've asked you quite a few questions as it is, you can if you want. It seems ... fair from what I can figure." Gods she felt so very pathetic right now. She really didn't know what she was doing ... but hopefully Logan wouldn't mind. At least she was damn well trying to be more civil compared to their first meeting; that had to be significant ... right?
 
"It was my idea, yes," Logan answered when Asuka had asked if he had been the one to think of the chain of command upon which the Old Port Bangers functioned. Afterward, he fell silent and listened to the rest of what the little asian girl had to say. Admittedly, Logan was surprised to hear that Asuka and Shinjiro's parents maintained the lifestyle of their native country. Portland did not have many immigrants and most of them were from Thai countries. The Japanese culture simply wasn't large there.

By the time that Asuka had finished speaking, Logan had pulled the car out of the alley and was on the main road. Though it was going to make them a little late, Logan was not going directly toward the meeting place. Instead, he was taking a detour in an effort to ensure that Asuka would not be able to memorize the motions of the car so that she could give Shinjiro directions to the complex from the restaurant that they were headed to. It was a tad extreme, but Logan hadn't made it to where he was without being cautious.

"I'll be honest with you, Asuka," Logan said as he applied the brakes and brought the car to a stop at a red light. "I'm a simple man. When I am not running my crew, I am either working out, fighting, sleeping, eating, or chasing my next one-night stand. My only real interests are my martial arts, good food, and sex. That said, I can think of one question that I would like to ask you, though I am pretty sure that I already know the answer judging by the way you act around me. I just have that affect on women."

"How experienced are you?" Logan asked without ceremony. He had proven earlier that he wasn't shy about his own body or intentions but he hadn't yet been so bold as to ask Asuka such a direct question about herself. "I'd like to know everything. Are you a virgin? Have you ever given a man a handjob or a blowjob if you don't count those as sex?"
 
Asuka & Shinjiro Tsuimori​

The man was damn intelligent; more than she had seen in the typical gang members. It was admirable ... and scary at the same time. It made him a very dangerous opponent; mentally and physically. He could be the type to be a lot of steps ahead of anyone ... and all because he was just that brilliant. It was a hard gift, but not at all impossible. In fact, he was starting to remind her a bit of Near from Death Note, maybe L. Regardless of which she decided, in the end there was a huge difference that neither of the two had; a huge love for women and being with them sexually, as he had made that very clear a few times already.

If poor Logan could hear Asuka's head, he would know that all the turns - even before the detour - had confused Asuka enough as it was. Failing to have her own car probably wasn't helping the Asian with that at all. Feeling the only reason to cease occur - a red light - she shifted in the seat to get more comfortable.

That was when Logan began to speak ... and better explain a bit more of himself hadn't exactly mentioned yet. The one-night stand wasn't too amazing given he had said when carrying her down the stairs he wasn't usually the type to settle down. That generally meant resorting to such things; and having just found out there was a Prostitution Ring ....well ... it would be easy enough for him to find women. Assuming, of course, that was where he went.

Her cheeks had gone back to a normal color; right up until Logan asked his questions. Her head shook no as they went crimson again. This was ... three times in one day? Four? A record for sure. "Y-yes I am. I ... I've done nothing. The ... most I've done ...." Her head turned so that she would be gazing out the window if she could see it. Swallowing nervously, her voice lowered as if she were confessing the worst sin ever, "I ... I do have a few toys I've used on myself. But ... that's it. Eggs mainly; the vibrations make up for the size and I don't ... break myself ...." She knew there was nothing wrong with it; but even Shinjiro - as far as she knew - didn't know of her occasional nights she played with herself. So to say this was a personal issue ... was quite the understatement. "I ... don't really self-teach myself with porn because too many watch it for no reason but lust. So ... it ... seems like more of a sin than masturbating; to resort to such measures. I ... guess the next closest thing aside from my toys are a few erotic novels I have read. Otherwise ... n-no. I ... don't know nor have definitely not done anything." Her cheeks were still very crimson by the time she forced her head to turn so she would be gazing out in front of her to avoid seeming too rude by looking away. She may regret it.... but she decided to get it out of the way in case. "Um ... anything else?"
 
Logan could barely contain the wicked smile that crept across his lips as Asuka confessed her deepest and darkest secrets to him. She was nearly one-hundred percent pure, just as he had thought, and hearing the truth of the matter come straight from Asuka's own mouth made his mind reel with possibilities. It was extremely rare that Logan got the chance to pop a cute little virgin's cherry and even then, it was usually a one-time thing with a girl that he had slipped a pill or something of the sort. Now here he sat with a virgin whom would be staying with him for a long time. He could mold her into whatever kind of little deviant that he wanted.

"Oh, Asuka," Logan said in a voice laced with tones of both endearment and playful tease. "I had suspected that you were probably a virgin, but I never imagined that you would be quite this pure. I can't wait to get you alone again. I will show you a pleasure unlike anything that you could hope to achieve with simple little vibrating toys."

The thoughts that were running through Logan's head now caused his manhood to stiffen inside of his jeans. Though driving suddenly became rather uncomfortable, Logan couldn't focus on anything other than the images flashing through his mind. He wanted to see Asuka's lips wrapped around the base of his shaft. He wanted to feel the sensations of her hands caressing his package. He wanted to bury the full length of himself deep into Asuka's virgin pussy and claim her as his own. Nothing that she could say would stop him.

Unfortunately, Logan wasn't very good at waiting. Though he would need to wait until he had Asuka alone to do anything really juicy with her, that did not mean that he could not continue to tease her as he had been doing just about all morning. The young ganger allowed his right hand to drift off of the wheel and over into Asuka's lap where he wrapped his hand firmly around her left wrist. Once he had a good grasp on the girl, he pulled her hand slowly across the car and pressed her hand against the bulge that had formed in his lap.

"You asked me earlier if I meant it when I told you that I wanted to make you mine, to which I told you that I let my actions speak over my words," Logan said in a soft and sultry tone as he pushed Asuka's hand down onto his groin. "Well let this speak for me. All of five seconds of letting you run rampant through my wildest dreams and I am ready to teach you all about your deviant self. You would like that, wouldn't you?"
 
Asuka &Shinjiro Tsuimori​

"W-well I ...." That was as far as poor Asuka could get out. Though it looked impossible from gazing at her, somehow the crimson seemed to darken even more. Swallowing nervously, she managed to finish the rest, "I ... guess I've never ... seen a reason to rush?" Her legs closed as a tingle surged in between them from the hint of being taught - no shown - things. She'd always been a good student but ... she was still somewhat anxious on the idea. Then again, better to learn from someone who would be willing to take care of you than otherwise.

"You.... don't have to ...." And yet, she got the feeling her words wouldn't matter. Her head looked downward as she felt her left wrist being ... moved? She had to move her hand around a few times ... but the feeling of pants and then that her hand was in between Logan's legs helped her put two and two together as she gasped and blushed more. "L-logan! Do ... you really ... I ... I mean ... you're driving! Isn't ... that ... risky?!" Worse than that, weren't cars beside them?

Oh gods, can anyone see this?! Panic and more embarrassment began to fill her. Her legs crossed again as the same sensation she'd felt not long ago run through her body, this time making her whimper again. Her breathing got a bit heavy as she tried to ignore it but the task was becoming easier said than done. Unfortunately, even if this was a bad time to be doing such a thing, quite a bit of Asuka was wondering on how it'd feel ... for the both of them though mainly him. Her head lowered as she slowly nodded at the final question. "....I ... yes. I don't fully understand it but ... I would." She murmured, barely above a whisper.

Trying to recall anything she had read from before to help out, her hand finally began slowly moving up and down. That had, she assumed, been what he'd wanted anyways. A bit of a pause, she added, "..Do .. am I bad for wanting to learn such things? I ... don't want to seem too ... sleazy for it but admittingly ... there is a time one needs to start growing up .... " Was that why she was so eager to embrace the change? To help her grow up better? It made some sense but ... was that really it? Or something more?
 
When Logan felt Asuka's hand begin to stroke his erect manhood through his denim jeans, Logan couldn't help but feel as though the asian woman had finally gotten a one-up on him. Logan had not expected her to take to having her hand in his lap so eagerly and he hadn't intended to get a hand job while he was driving. Though it was true that Logan did love sex and just about any other activity that could bring him the same sensations, he also respected that there was a time and place for such things and while he was driving was not the time. Of course, that did not mean that Asuka could not enjoy herself if she was so eager to get their 'relationship' off of the ground.

"No, you are right. We should not do this while I am driving," Logan said as he pulled Asuka's hand away from his groin and placed it back into her own lap where he had retrieved it from. He then reached out and turned the heat on inside of the car. Things were about to get steamy for Asuka so it only seamed appropriate for the car to be hot.

"Of course, that does not mean that you can't have a little fun, does it?" Logan's voice was still thick with a sultry tone as he continued. "This might not be the time or place for you to be learning anything about pleasing me, but there's no reason that I can't learn something about you. I want to know how much stamina you've got so why don't we have a little wager? I know just the bet to make and I know just the stakes to play for."

Something about Logan's tone had taken a playful twist to it. Whether or not that was exciting or frightening would have really depended on how Asuka was beginning to feel about this whole situation. "I am sure that you have already come to the conclusion that we will be having sex tonight, one way or another, so how about this? We're about twelve minutes, give or take, from the restaurant. If you're so eager to get someone off, then I want you to play with yourself. If you can bring yourself to have five orgasms before we reach the restaurant, then you win the wager and we can move at your pace tonight. If you have less than five, then I play by my rules tonight."
 
Asuka &Shinjiro Tsuimori​

With how eager Logan had seemed for this due to all the hints he'd given earlier, Asuka was very astounded he actually let her stop. Alas, not without a catch ... something she should be getting used to. However, said 'catch' definitely would have made her spit out any drink ... if she had one. "F...five?! W-well .... " Her head gazed up, as if she was trying to plan before accepting to see about winning. From what she had read up on, sensory deprivation was - along with what she had been noting with the blindfold on - supposed to help the other senses out. So with her sight gone, everything else - touch included - would be more keen than usual.

But that was only one factor. She'd need more than that ... and perhaps; no, definitely the most nerve-wracking thing was knowing even if she couldn't see, there were definitely some other cars on either side of her. She wasn't usually one for showing off in any form or fashion in regards. However, she had admitted wanting to go along with exposing her 'deviant' side, as Logan had called it. She'd come too far ... it'd be foolish to try to go back on her word now.

Hoping the sensory deprivation, along with a few other things, would greatly help ... she gave a nervous nod. "Fine." Without another word, she slid her hand under the waistband of the skirt and underneath the panties. Quick math said as long as none took more than 2 minutes each, she could do it; so she would have to try to work fast. Guiding two slim fingers inside, she let them gently move in and out, purposely hitting her clit a few times in the process.

"Mmmm ...." Her head tossed back, panting heavily in delight. Her right hand hesitated ... but only for a few seconds. Allowing it to navigate under her blouse, then under the bra, it found an already somewhat hard nipple. Grasping it between her index finger and thumb, she began massaging and tweaking it gently. Her breathing was definitely heavier as soft moans began leaving her lips. Pretending to be alone was helping a bit; she was merely just doing this as if she were in her room. True, her mind tried to make her remember the truth a few times but she shoved it away.

Her lower lip bit in annoyance as she continued working. This ... would be much easier with her toys than without. And it made her a bit anxious .... that she wouldn't be able to do it. Not five ... maybe two. Don't just give up like that! Quickening the pace on her fingers, her head tossed back as her moans began to get louder, her body trembling. Gods what .... what am I doing? Letting her fingers from her left hand to move out of her slit and upon her clit. Her body convulsed as she rubbed on her clit hard and fast. A cry - near scream - of delight left as she came, panting and breathing heavily as she tried to regain her composure.
 
Logan was surprised, to say the least, when Asuka slid her hand underneath of her skirt and panties. He hadn't expected the girl to play along with him and he found himself, once again, being one-upped by the attractive asian woman. With Asuka sitting no more than a foot or two away from him, with her hand buried between her legs and soft moans of pleasure escaping her lips, Logan couldn't ignore the discomfort in his own groin as the denim cloth restrained his erect eight inch cock.

The young man wasn't about to sit there and suffer while Asuka enjoyed herself so much. His right hand slid from the wheel again and reached down into his own lap to unzip and unbutton his pants. Once that was done, he shifted his boxer-briefs until his manhood slid through the woven slits in the front and stood tall and proud now that it was unrestrained by his stiff clothing. With his cock free of its cloth prison and the discomfort remedied, Logan's hand returned to the wheel.

"That's a good girl, Asuka," Logan teased with a twisted and playful tone when Asuka climaxed in the seat beside him. She had taken longer than the needed two minutes to reach her first climax and would certainly lose the bet if she kept the same rate. Of course, that is what Logan wanted. Once again he would try to get into the young woman's head to confuse and distract her. "Or, is that a bad girl? It's good that you listen to orders so well, but doesn't it make you feel dirty to masturbate in a car with a man sitting right beside you? Does feeling dirty excite you, Asuka? Does feeling dirty make you want more?"

As Logan spoke, he sped the car up just enough to shave a minute or so off of the remaining drive. With Asuka's eyes blindfolded, she wouldn't be able to tell that he had done it and it would all but ensure that she would lose. It wasn't the most honest thing to do, but Logan was a man of his word and if Asuka won, then she would be the one calling the shots tonight and Logan couldn't have that.
 
Asuka &Shinjiro Tsuimori​

Even from her breathing heavily, she could hear tell-tale hints of unzipping and unbuttoning. It would, no doubt, be easier if she had seen his cock but ... she would have to use how it had felt. Hard and erect ... definitely more than 6 though she wasn't sure how much more. Letting her memory aid out as best as it could, her hands resumed working. She hadn't thought on it till now ... but pausing for too long would probably make her lose this. So no matter how hard she was breathing or how little composure she had regained, it may be best for her to continue until he gave a hint of whether she had won or lost.

"I ... I'm not sure. I ... can barely think straight ..... oh gods ...." The hand on her nipple had gone from gently tweaking and teasing to roughly pulling, making her whimper and moan loud. Her fingers inside were going as fast and hard without breaking herself. Damnit it ... it's not enough! Inwardly cursing, she still showed she wasn't going to give up even with the favor seeming to be on Logan's side.

"I just ... know this ... feels good even ... if I ... shouldn't .... AHHHHHHH!" Her body trembled hard as she came again. Still panting and breathing heavily, her hands continued working as fast and hard as they could. Her lower lip bit down again as she felt herself shudder. She couldn't win ... she wasn't used to orgasms being so fast like he had asked. Maybe after some 'training' of sorts. As it was? She highly doubted it.

Her head fell against the head rest, trying to silently plead with her body to keep going. It did ... but her fingers were beginning to tire. Just from feeling that, she bit down on her lower lip harder to hide a whimper of fear and anxiety from leaving.
 
"Was that number two, Asuka? You only have a few minutes left, Asuka. If you can't bring yourself to orgasm faster than this then your body is going to be mine to do with as I please tonight," Logan continued to tease the young woman in the seat beside him as he pressed the gas pedal further down onto the floor. The car was speeding down the road now at a good twenty or so miles per hour over the speed limit, but there were so few cars out this morning that it did not matter. Two, maybe three minutes were now gone from Logan's estimation on arrival. At her current rate, Asuka would only have time to squeeze one more climax out of herself before they arrived and she would lose the wager. To make matters worse, her fingers were tiring; a fortunate turn of events that Logan couldn't have planned for.

"But do you want to know what I think?" He was unrelenting in his assault on her psyche. Wasn't the poor girl confused enough about herself by now? "I think that you want to lose this little wager. I think that you want me to take you and do with you as I see fit. I think that you want to be taken and turned into my own personal plaything. Don't be embarrassed about it, Asuka. Lots of women like being powerless before their men."

The speedometer continued to climb as the car raced down the street. The restaurant would come into view soon enough and then it would be over. Asuka would lose the bet and, later that night, her virginity. Logan would be tender with her, of course. He'd been known to bite, pull hair, and spank his partners, but he'd never struck a woman anywhere other than her ass even if he had been asked to. Logan knew where to draw the line between playing rough and abuse. Despite his occasional temper and his history of taking what he wanted, he'd never allowed the scales to tip toward the latter.
 
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Her head nodded wearily at Logan's question, her body trembling from the afterglow that was still surging through her body. Panting and breathing heavily, her head bowed. "I ... don't usually .... rush myself .... " She managed to get out, her fingers direly trying to work as fast as they could. It was annoying to feel, to know that it would probably be much easier ... if her fingers could go deeper. Honestly, it was worth considering just breaking herself; but she restrained herself from doing that at least. Finally, her hand moved out of her slit and began rubbing frantically, eagerly on her hardened clit.

"I ... I ..... AHHHHH!" Her body convulsed wildly as she got to her third one, sweat beginning to fall from her forehead. Swallowing nervously, she tried to think on Logan's words. She had convinced herself she had wanted this but ... was it to that extent? The more she thought on it, the more part of was beginning to think so. "I ... guess ... " She finally confessed softly. "Though I ... really don't ... need to usually rush my body like this either ... oh gods .... "

Her body was close ... though she wasn't sure if it would be enough. Her head remained against the back of the seat as she panted, whimpered, moaned heavily. Even underneath the waistband, her arms and hands were trembling by now. Her body was a bit sore; but content all the same. Deciding that there wasn't as much of a point now that she had confessed, she pulled her hands out, making sure her breast didn't sneak out of her bra. Holding her right fingers up to her mouth, she slowly began licking her juices off.
 
By the time that Asuka had reached her third orgasm, the restaurant, a local diner on the outskirts of the Old Port simply known as Becky's, had come into view. The name Becky's didn't mean much to most of Portland's younger crowd who had grown up with fast food chains and nightclub nachos, but it was the diner of choice to most of Portland's older crowd due to everything on the menu being scratch made. Perhaps that is why it was Logan's favorite diner. Between his mother being a burnout and his father being a drunk, he and Rose didn't get many home cooked meals growing up. On top of that, Logan loved haddock and lobster, both of which were delivered to the diner fresh on an almost daily basis from the adjacent dockyard. Lobster was out of season by this point in the year, but he could never say no to grilled, fried, or baked haddock.

Of course, there was something that Logan needed to take care of before he and Asuka joined the others. Between the constant teasing that he'd been doing this morning and the scent of sex thick in the car now, Logan couldn't wait until later to take care of a certain urge. Asuka would be learning a little something right here and now.

The car slowed down quite noticeably as Logan turned into the dockyard parking lot. Noone would bother them here. Only the fishermen and dock hands parked in this lot, but they would either be out at sea all day or wouldn't be arriving until noon to start work, respectively. Logan could take as long as he wanted here and noone would care or be any the wiser. Of course, he didn't plan to take long. The others were probably waiting now.

The sage mustang pulled to a stop between two large delivery trucks. With the big white vans blocking either side flank of the care, it would give the ganger and his new toy even more privacy. After topping completely, Logan turned the ignition off and wasted no time in making his move. He turned in his seat to look at Asuka while his right hand reached across the car to grab a handful of her beautiful black hair. Before she could have seen it coming, Asuka was being pulled forward and Logan's lips were being pushed firmly against her mouth while his tongue was being thrust between her soft pink lips.
 
Asuka &Shinjiro Tsuimori​

After a bit, Asuka finally heard hints, mainly the ignition going off, that they must have arrived. Wiping the sweat off her forehead, her hand had began to reach for the door. But it seemed that Logan had different plans. A scream of agony left as her hair abruptly got pulled. "Agh, Loga---!" That was when she felt it; her lips locking onto his. Her nipples - and body in general - had all almost completely calmed down. But between the kiss, rough grasp on her hair, and sight still being gone ... everything was reacting again. Trying to ignore the pain from her hair being grabbed, she slowly began returning the kisses back.

Feeling him initiate Frenching, she moved forward, deeper into the kiss. Her right hand slowly felt around, and first found his chest. Moving her hand down, trailing and dancing along, she finally reached her destination; in between his legs. Sure enough, her ears hadn't deceived her earlier when she had been certain she heard him getting his pants off. Her cheeks flushed, remembering how long ago that had been. To think he'd been that hard for so long ... gods what a bold move. Then again, she'd pulled off quite the stunt herself.

Moaning softly into each kiss, she slipped her own tongue in after a bit. Her hand gently wrapped around his cock as she began moving it slowly up and down. It was warmer than when he had kept it in his jeans. Now she could feel every vein ... every inch. She knew this was so lewd, so unlike her. But gods ... she was loving this. Everything ... the deprivation, the unorthodox method of teaching but the best part, to Asuka, was hands down ... the domination.
 
For mere moments that seemed to stretch into hours, Logan kissed Asuka with a passion that until now, he had only been able to fake. There was just something different about Asuka. In no time at all, Logan had been able to turn her into putty in his hands. She was so eager to learn and so malleable in her thoughts. It was strange that Logan found that quality attractive, as he usually enjoyed the chase; the challenge; the thrill of the hunt, so to speak. With Asuka, however, there was just a new spark that he'd not felt before. Where any other woman would ave annoyed him with her apparent weakness, Asuka made him want to protect her and hold her close.

When at last Logan broke the kiss, he did so by tugging Asuka's head backward by the grip that he'd still not released on her hair. It wasn't until then that his hand unlocked itself from her raven hair to move down and unbuckle the girl's seat belt. She would need to be able to move much more freely to carry out Logan's next 'request'.

"So eager to learn and so eager to please, even if it means doing something that should make you feel like a dirty little whore; that is good, Asuka," Logan all but purred in a sultry tone. "But it isn't fair that you're the only one that gets to feel fulfilled this morning, is it? You're going to make me feel good now, before we go inside. You're going to wrap those pretty little lips around my cock and you're going to suck me dry before I let you out of this car."
 
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Asuka knew what she should be asking, saying, doing. But she didn't want to; not yet. Even with how sinful it seemed, knowing she was doing such intimate acts in pubic ... wasn't she? Even if that wasn't the case, she had gone in moments from the shy, naive Asian Logan had met to an eager and willing slave. Her hand continued eagerly moving up and down, moaning and pressing deeper into the kisses. Finally, she felt their lips leave and heard something she had almost forgotten; her seat belt.

Panting and breathing heavily in ecstasy, she looked up towards Logan's voice. She gave a slow nod, though if he could have heard her mind, she was honestly wanting to try that next anyways. For once, she had been one step of him. Giving his lower lip a playful nip, she moved her lips beside his ear to whisper what one could determine a mix of a plea and a kind request, "I do .... want to be shown the darker sides. Consider me a bit more ... than your 'controlled guest' ... please."

Letting him think on the words, her mouth found her hand. Taking it off, she began slowly licking and sucking at it, as if it were a popsicle. Sighing and moaning softly, she opened her mouth wider. Slowly - steadily - she began to take more and more inside. In the midst of doing so, she now felt she wasn't the only one who waxed and/or shaved. It was strange .... but it felt good. Men were almost never that bold; it was definitely new. Her head looked up, trying to find his eyes as if to ask how she was doing.
 
Logan didn't need time to consider Asuka's words. The moment that Asuka had uttered them, Logan knew what they meant. Or rather, he knew how he was going to take them. Asuka wanted to be more that his controlled guest? That was fine with Logan, but that would mean that she was going to become the one thing that she had explicitly told him that she was not the night prior. The only thing 'more' that Asuka could be to Logan than a sexual guest would be to become his slave. He simply did not do the girlfriend thing.

Of course, this revelation was fine by Logan. It had been years since he had last had a slave and had dedicated himself to a single woman. Though he did enjoy the variety that came with freely sleeping with any woman that happened to catch his eye, he could not deny that he missed the stability that came with a dedicated partner. Asuka would always be there for him as his slave. He would not have to go out at night in search for his next play date for as long as he controlled her which, he hoped that she realized, was until he was finished with her. Asuka would have no say on the matter. She had just signed herself away to Logan's will.

When Asuka's lips finally made their way to his erect member, Logan allowed his head to fall back against the headrest just as Asuka had. She certainly would need more practice if she ever wanted to make Logan's 'top ten list', but her novice attention still felt amazing. As far as Logan was concerned, there wasn't a such thing as an unpleasant blowjob so long as Asuka had enough oral dexterity to keep her teeth off of him.

Logan's breath deepened as Asuka worked her magic on his cock, but it wasn't until she paused and looked up at him through the blindfold that Logan spoke. His eyes looked down and, if not for the blindfold, their gazes would have met. "I did not tell you to stop," he said firmly. If Asuka wanted to be his slave, the he would treat her like a slave. Little did she know what she had truly asked of him. She would learn eventually, but would she like it?
 
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Gods what had she said? Done?! Even by the time it dawned on her ... she knew it'd be pointless to argue. She may as well have signed a contract in her blood because it was about as official and serious as that. Shuddering from anticipation, she cringed as she got scolded for ceasing. Bowing her head down, she quickly resumed licking and sucking, moving her head up and down. It took a bit of practicing, moving her head around at different angles but finally she got at least 6 inches inside well enough. Breathing heavily through her nose, she could feel her slit getting wet once again. Her body - mind maybe even - was going absolutely insane!

How she was going to be able to wait till tonight was beyond her. But she'd make herself ... somehow. Moving her head steadily up and down, soft moans leaving with every movement of her head, her tongue continued it's steady dance along the head and shaft. One rule of thumb she had always read about - though in her mind it sounded like a common sense type of thing - was to avoid biting. Her jaws didn't dare come close to even attempting that as they remained open.

All the while, her clit and nipples were aching, begging for something as were her insides. She wanted to reach back .... finger herself .. but with how strict a tone he had given her from merely stopping, she dreaded doing something without his consent even. Forcing herself to keep her hands nearby until otherwise given another order, she continued moving her head and tongue up and down, the pace quickening a bit. Muffled moans left as she felt her panties getting soaked ... drenched.
 
When Asuka resumed sucking upon Logan's manhood, the young man allowed his head to recline once again against the headrest. Though this was Asuka's first time with a cock in her mouth, she was surprisingly good at this. Logan didn't feel any teeth strike the length of his member and she was able to take a surprising amount of himself into her mouth. She would need a little practice in the days to come if she was going to comfortably fit his entire length into her throat, but she was almost there - leaving only two inches between her lips and the base of his shaft. Asuka would undeniably make a fine slave as far as her more 'pleasurable' duties were concerned.

Each time that Asuka's head bobbed down to take him in, a soft moan left Logan's lips. His eyes closed and he allowed his mind to drift elsewhere. He imagined himself back in his apartment with Asuka, laying on his bed with her legs spread and his cock between her virgin folds. Logan wasn't normally one to daydream when receiving any kind of pleasure but he could not deny that getting head in his car at the dockyard wasn't exactly how he would have pictured his first time with anyone - let alone a virgin girl this cute.

After several minutes, Logan could feel himself drawing close to his climax as the pressure began to build up deep in his abdomen. His hand drifted back to Asuka's head to grab a handful of her hair once more. Once his grip was secure, he began to guide her movements manually. Though his actions were rough, Logan took great care not to force Asuka to take in more of his length than she had already been doing, knowing that doing so could cause her great pain.

"You will swallow all of it," Logan managed to growl out between his labored breaths and the soft moans. "You will swallow every last drop or there will be consequences."
 
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Breathing and panting heavily, Asuka could feel her jaw beginning to get a bit sore. Keeping her mouth open at the right angle along with a couple things was becoming - she was noticing - much easier said than done. Or, in her case, read up on. Books, then again, did always make things sound and look easier. Still, she refused to let herself stop for one second even. Though gods she was wishing with each passing second she could touch herself. She'd be lucky to behave in the restaurant with how her body was getting so hot, so turned on.

The moans she was hearing were, thankfully, a sign that she must be doing right. Her own moans, along with heavy breaths, continued to leave, her body shuddering. Anticipation, desire, deprivation ... they were all actually driving her so close. She had no idea how much more of the waiting or torment she could take. Her moans became whimpers then muffled cries - near screams - of delight. A light wince left as she felt her hair grasped again. And yet still, the only direction she moved was up and down.

Another shiver trailed as she heard his words. Giving a careful nod while licking and sucking, she assumed from his hint he was close like she was. Though with herself she may - annoying as it sound - have to hold back. It sounded like he heavily enforced the 'no speaking unless spoken to' rule and she would go off the assumption it applied to actions also. A long and muffled cry of delight left as she barely kept herself from cumming, panting and breathing heavier as she barely managed to keep her body in control.

The delayed teasing of her own body was making it convulse so damn hard, her clit was pressing roughly against her panties, her breasts and nipples doing the same with her bra and blouse. Trying desperately to ignore them, she continued listening to Logan's breathing as her head and tongue moved up and down ... trying to gauge just how close he was by now. Her mouth closed enough so it should be able to swallow every drop yet still avoided teeth touching his head and shaft.
 
As the seconds crawled on, Logan slowly increased the speed in which he forced Asuka's head along the length of his manhood. With the steady increase in speed came a steady increase in the force that was being applied to the girl's scalp as her hair was tugged each time that Logan pulled her head back. By this time, her head was probably getting sore and her hair was, beyond a doubt, going to be a mess when Logan was finished with her. Between the dishevelment of Asuka's clothes on account of her forced masturbation, the way that Logan was going to have her hair looking, and the thick scent of sex that Asuka was going to have about her, the young woman was certainly going to be making one awkward first impression on Logan's associates. Logan would not care, of course. He would wear her on his arm as if she were a trophy to display.

At last, Logan could feel himself growing closer and closer to his climax until the pressure in his abdomen peaked. With one final thrust, Logan forced Asuka's head down to shove her roughly halfway down onto his shaft. That is where he held her as his manhood erupted inside of Asuka's mouth. Stream after stream of thick, salty seed shot from the end of his member and splashed against the back of the young woman's throat, her tongue, and the roof of her mouth.

Logan released more semen than Asuka was probably expecting. There wasn't nearly as much as some of those Japanese adult graphic novels that were popular among the perverted patrons of Portland's anime culture, of course. Still, there was more than what most people would call 'normal', and it would have been difficult for Asuka to keep up.

When his orgasm was complete, and the last stream of seed was released into Asuka's throat, Logan finally released her hair. He then laid there with his head against the headrest, panting heavily as he basked in the afterglow of Asuka's first blowjob and the knowledge that he had taken her oral virginity. There was something... fulfilling about that.
 
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A muffled whimper left as her hair got grabbed rougher, tighter. Ow ow ow ow! None of that dared to leave her lips though. She, personally, couldn't think of many 'consequences' off the top of her head; but if she were to find out, it would not from an intentional screw-up. No, she would find out if she genuinely deserved it, not seemingly begged for it. Her jaw felt like it was getting close to giving in and stopping ... till finally she felt him throbbing. It - along with not wanting to find out what consequences he could think of - made her keep licking and sucking.

As her head got shoved down, she finally felt and tasted it. She had read it was supposed to be salty; but actually experiencing it ... that was quite a whole different story. Making damn well sure to heed his earlier words, she began swallowing the second he hit his peak to ensure not one drop left her throat or mouth. It had, indeed, been difficult to keep it all in as there were a few close calls. But Asuka had - probably through will power more than anything - kept it all from escaping.

The release of her hair was - she hoped - her cue. Pulling up, she too panted as her head rested on her own headboard. She'd wanted to use his shoulder; but she also didn't want to push her luck. Glancing over to where his breathing was coming from, she licked her lips, cleaning off any last bits that had tried to sneak away and out of her mouth. Words tried to leave ... but she wasn't sure if it was her cue or right to anymore. Well ... like she had mentioned when they first met; hard to follow rules if you don't know they exist. So hopefully he'd let this one slide.

Swallowing nervously, her head lowered as a sign of submission and respect, "...Are there any rules I should know of now that ... I have given myself completely to you? Like ... do you do the 'no speaking or acting unless told to' like I've heard of?" Her hands went to her bra and skirt, straightening both out as best as she could while she had a chance to look somewhat decent. The odors ... would be difficult to get rid of, especially without perfume or deodorant. Hopefully, however, there would be another stronger odor to block it out well enough.
 
Logan simply smirked at Asuka's question as he tucked himself back into his denim jeans. Though he would not have thought it possible, it seemed as though the girl understood what she had asked of him. The question now remained whether or not she could handle it. Could a girl whom had been spoiled and protected by her big brother handle the life of a slave under one of the most powerful gang lords that the city had ever seen? Only time would reveal.

"When you are with me and my crew as a group, try to keep the small talk to a minimum. Do not be afraid to speak when you feel that you have something that should be heard, however. You will be one of the most valuable tools that we will have when dealing with the Yomi," Logan said simply as he straightened his clothes out to try and hide that he had been late because he was getting head in the parking lot. "When we are alone, you may speak as you see fit and I do not much care about what you do unless the acts are sexual in nature. You are not permitted to perform any sexual acts without my permission. That includes masturbation."

Once Logan had gotten himself as about as presentable as he could from a seated position inside of the car, he reached over and removed Asuka's blindfold. Now that they were at their destination and would not be returning to the complex any time soon, she did not need it and Logan was quite sure that Asuka might appreciate being able to see her food so that she could feed herself. Besides, it would have looked rather suspect to drag a blindfolded girl into a crowded diner.

As he removed the blindfold, Logan's eyes fell upon Asuka's. His gaze was stern and his tone was serious as he spoke again. "I do hope that you understand what you have delivered yourself into, Asuka. You're mine now, and for as long as I see fit, you're little more than a toy with which I can, and will, amuse myself."
 
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Her head remained against the headrest, still panting and breathing a bit heavy. Though ... not nearly as much given some of her composure was coming back to her. As Logan began to speak, she stayed silent save her breathing and pulse. A weak but noticeable nod left her head as he finished. A bit of her was secretly annoyed -- mainly at the last request of even masturbation being restricted. But she'd sealed her fate way too long ago. There would not be - she doubted - any way to take back what she had said. More than that, she wouldn't want that. She had meant it quite a bit when she had asked, begged for this.

A light wince left as sun hit her eyes. She'd had the blindfold on for quite a while and her eyes direly needed to adjust. Shielding her eyes with an arm, it remained in front of her face for several minutes. Slowly - gradually - it left and fell back upon her lap. Glancing back down to her skirt and blouse, she did some last minute straightening-out before they got out. She had been certain enough she had done all she could to look somewhat decent, but Asuka wanted to be as sure as possible.

Finally her head gazed slowly over to Logan, her eyes mostly adjusted now. Her eyes remained gazing right into his as she nodded. "I do understand, yes." As a thought came to her, she paused for a bit. "...What do you want me to address you as? In public or otherwise?" Her right arm rested against her door but made no other movement. She would wait for his cue to get out; and even then she would allow him to leave first, then she would follow behind.
 
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