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Sissy's Corporate Adventures - Chapter 19
After a six month interruption, the saga of Sissy Slickslut continues. To those following this story, my apologies, but other things had to be accomplished first, causing this one to take a backseat. There will not be any significant gaps from now on, that is a promise.
A totally exhausted Sissy Slickslit was taken down from the bamboo array after Toshiro and Kyoko gingerly removed the head of the machine's probe from Sissy's well-used vagina. The blonde teen's body acted as if it was made from rubber, and she appeared to be ready to collapse at any moment. Toshiro was eager to speak to his half-brothers to let them know that their gift from ME had passed the test with flying colors and was ready to be given over to them for their pleasure. Kyoko, on the other hand, wanted some time so she could perhaps make some type of inroad that might give her a finite chance of capturing the affection of the foreigner. Toshiro was too smart to let that happen, but he couldn't be in two places at once. It was with some trepidation that he allowed his assistant to take charge of their captive in his absence. He did warn her in no uncertain terms that any foolishness would come down on her head from the brothers as well as him.
He was not at all surprised that both of the Hashifumoto sons were up and about at this late hour. This was something that the three of them shared along with a common father. In general they got along fairly well despite the small matter of a different mother. Hiroshi and Shiro had been groomed since birth to take their places as upper level corporate executives, and hopefully one of them would ultimately assume command of the giant multinational corporation, some twenty to twenty-five years from now. That first step had been taken last year after they had finished graduate school in the US; both achieving fine grades as well as making connections with their international peers that would serve them well for their entire careers. Like Toshiro, they too had sowed some wild oats, but to date had been very careful to avoid any entangling relationships that might hinder their progress up the corporate ladder.
If anything, these two were even more interested than their half-brother in enjoying the finest female flesh that money and power could attract. That is why the gift of Sissy was so important to them. They had heard stories of her strange abilities to control men with an ease that was amazing. She was also blonde, beautiful, built and had an impressive sex drive according to the dossier that had been compiled on her by a small company affiliated in some clandestine way with the parent corporation. However what really caught their eyes was the fact that the teen came from a "loving" family in the truest sense of the word.
Both brothers had enjoyed the firm young body of their sister, Michiyo, before Toshiro had returned from Berkeley and fallen in lust with her. Incest seemed to run in this generation of the family, and both were eager to add Sissy to their list of conquests. What would be her fate after they had their way with her was of no consequence to them. This was planned to be a very short affair, more like a hit and run accident than a tryst. Toshiro at this point had no interest in Sissy, since he was focused entirely on enjoying his sister in as many creative ways as possible. Obviously his assistant Kyoko had other ideas, and was circling on the perimeter like a shark at a shipwreck, hoping to take over for the brothers once they had their fill of this delightful morsel of female flesh.
Without going into any details, Toshiro reported truthfully that Sissy had taken what the machine could deliver and was now recovering from her ordeal. To the best of his knowledge she was still in one piece, but it would likely be another day before she was ready for what the brothers had planned for her. Then they proceeded to go over the list of challenges she would be expected to overcome on the road to the ultimate orgasm. This blonde foreigner would not be the first to run the gantlet designed by the Hashifumoto brothers. First they would enjoy her body in many strange ways, singularly as well as united in her flesh. Often this was all it took to reduce the challenger to a mound of twitching nerve ends, disconnected from the world of reality, never to be hooked up again.
If Sissy were to show the kind of rare talent that allowed her to survive this first challenge, she would be turned over to the hulking servant of the brothers. This brute in human form had an enormous penis that he enjoyed using as a weapon to destroy the insides of any woman unfortunate enough to face him in the battle of the sexes. Six women had tried and all failed miserably. Two renounced the world and joined convents, never to be seen by those who lived outside their sanctuary. Another pair spent many long years undergoing various surgeries to rearrange their internal organs that had been brutally moved to areas that were never meant to accommodate them. One unfortunate committed suicide when she discovered she could no longer have any form of sex due to the physical and mental traumas that haunted her until she ended her life.The other is now housed in a mental asylum with a prognosis for any type of recovery classified as near zero under any set of conditions.
If by some miracle, problematic under even the best of circumstances, Sissy survived her encounter with Takashi, the womb destroyer, as he liked to call himself, she would face the ultimate challenge. What was left of her body and mind would be transported to the Mie Prefecture, which contains the Ise jingu, the nation's holiest shrine of the Shinto faith. However that would not be her destination. In the same prefecture is a rundown shrine inhabited by a group of renegade monks dedicated to serving an obscure god. It is to this place that she would be delivered and turned over to the tender mercies of these woman-hating monks, who would do their worst to make her wish she had never been born female.
Toshiro had heard this tale many times and just once he'd like to see someone at least make it to that place. He couldn't help but harken back to what had occurred less than an hour ago. Would his brothers think him crazy if he told them exactly what had happened with the blonde creature and the machine designed by the brightest minds in the Hashifumoto research organization? He knew it to be a rhetorical question, so he didn't bother uttering the thought. There was something different about this blonde teenager; she did things without conscious thought that might confound others.He had seen it with his own eyes. It was at this point that he accepted a taste of some very unique saki that soon led to many more. All thoughts of leaving his charge under the supervision of Kyoko soon disappeared from his mind as they were replaced by the dreams emanating from the fumes of the saki.
Kyoko had no intentions of getting on the wrong side of her master any more than what she had done to date. She knew that her bare body would be riding the bamboo within half a day, perhaps less if he returned within the next few hours. The assistant knew that there was an even chance that her master would fall victim to the delightful rice wine that his brothers often plied him with when he came to visit and talk. After waiting two hours Kyoko threw caution to the winds and headed for the alcove where she had tucked Sissy in for the night. There was more than enough room for another warm body and she was going to fill that void.
Upon her arrival she stripped to the skin and crawled under the blanket that covered her prey. Sissy made little attempt to resist the gentle fingers that walked across her naked body, seeking out all those warm, wet places on the girl. Step two was almost as easy; a few gentle probings, a lick of the tongue and the gentle kiss of a butterfly on those lucious full lips made the blonde snuggle even closer to Kyoko. That did it, there would be no turning back. This one was going to be hers, no matter what the cost!
An exhausted and very sore Sissy was in the middle of a delightful dream, or so she thought. She was sandwiched between Miso and Chiasa, those two wonderful flight attendants that made the air trip to Osaka such a memorable experience. One was kissing her breasts, while her companion's tongue moved from one sweet spot to another. Sissy was eager to reciprocate, but couldn't decide where to start. Gradually as the kissing and tonguing continued and grew more insistent, it began to rouse Sissy from her slumber. She opened her eyes and found herself staring into the wide eyes of Kyoko who blinked and blinked again in surprise. She had been found out and did not know how to deal with the situation. Without thinking, Sissy leaned forward a few inches and planted a wet one on the surprised rope mistress, then had second thoughts and wormed her tongue into the woman's warm, wet mouth. Kyoko at that moment became Sissy's slave forever.
Kyoko did her best to thank Sissy for tolerating her clumsy attempts at making love. The more she tried, the more uncomfortable the blonde goddess became. Sissy decided to seize the initiative by going down on the rope mistress and putting her talented tongue to work. Kyoko may have been a card-carrying lesbian, but she ran with a rough crowd and therefore lacked finesse, which is the key to turning a girl's head and other parts of her body as well. Sissy moved hither and yon, never stopping, always teasing, always moving to a new spot that seemed to make the sensations that she created more intense. The blonde teenager was that rare sexual being, a natural.
Finally Sissy arrived at the seat of Kyoko's very being, that angry, growling cunt that seemed never to be satisfied, no matter the woman or the technique. All that was meaningless now that Sissy had come to visit, pleasure and teach, all in one fantastic lesson that seemed to bend time to her will. There were times when what she did lasted an eternity, other times less than the blink of an eye. Gradually the pressure built up within that magic place and Kyoko knew she was about to see what she had been searching for all these many years. Part of her could hardly wait, another portion was terrified. Then the mother of all orgasms struck with a fierceness and power that she could not have ever prepared herself to experience. Her world was shattered in an instant and she discovered a new universe more fitting for one such as herself. At last she was home, were she belonged. Moments later Kyoko was fast asleep, her head pressed against Sissy's tweeners, her mouth making suckling sounds and motions, but taking no milk that was of this world.
(To be continued-lex ludite)
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