ASAMI THE JAPANESE COCKSLUT
by Hamlet



Alex Saundersson entered the house in Carlton in Nottingham silently,
cautiously moving through to the lounge.

Meanwhile his fellow Cock Robin and Partner Juliette was busy debauching a
Japanese couple with her huge strap on in another part of the city.

(SEE FUTURE EPISODES)

He was dressed completely in the shiny black rubber uniform of the Cock Robins
or Hanirningjar the most vicious of all the Norselandic Fucking
Organizations (FOs).

The only parts of his anatomy that were visible were the slits in his rubber
mask for his eyes and mouth.

His caution and silence unnecessary as he knew the house was empty

He had watched Asami the Japanese cockslut leave, watched her long dark hair
bounce as she walked, her tight sexy arse wiggle slightly as she moved down
the street, her delicious petite breasts swaying inside her clothes. She
possessed a sweet curvaceous body that exuded a natural sexiness not brought
about by make up or faked attitude, but something that lay within.

Something he wanted to own. Something he needed to own.

He had to hurry now though, the house wouldn't be empty for long.

The silence in the house made the sound of his breath beneath the black rubber
and latex deafening, especially when paired with the heavy beating of his
heart. He squeezed the whip handle tightly in his grip and drew his other hand
over the bundled rubber chord in his pocket, as he felt pure visceral
excitement.

He peered through the eyeholes in the mask but the eyes that gazed out were
not his anymore, they belonged to the Cock Robin the invisible invincible
beast the Monster, the creature that took exactly what it wanted without fear
or remorse.

Moving upstairs he worked out in the layout of the room before making his way
to one of the tall white fitted wardrobes that stood on either side of her
bed. It was a tight squeeze, but he was well concealed inside and able to view
the room easily through the small crack he had left in the door. With perfect
timing he secreted himself just as he heard the door close downstairs. It' was
almost time.

He heard her ascend the stairs, his heart beating furiously now.

He watched her as she entered her room and started to undress. The purple vest
top being peeled off slowly, revealing a silky looking black bra beneath,
barely containing her soft full breasts, the very top of her yellow arsehole
visible over the materiel. Next came the jeans, each button undone driving him
wild with desire and anticipation, he had to hold himself back from revealing
his intentions too soon.

The jeans slid slowly down her arse and legs, the bending down revealing a
soft bulge caused by her pussy lips filling the fine fabric of her panties. He
longed to slip his massive Norse Cock between them and deep inside. Her black
panties remained on as she sat on the far side of the bed, her hands
uncoupling her bra with ease, slipping it off and stretching her luscious body
long and straight, her curves giving her body an amazing shape.

She slipped beneath the covers without revealing more, relaxing in the safety
of her home, unaware that he was waiting so close and what he had planned for
her.

He didn't have to wait long till her breathing changed and he knew she was
asleep. The light she left on as she ascended the stairs bathed the room in a
low indirect glow. He slowly opened the light wooden door; the hinges made no
sound as if collaborating in his stealth.

Stepping out fully he stood before her in all his rubber splendour, the large
silver bullwhip gripped tight in his hand, light glinting. He walked slowly
and silently around to the side of the bed that her sleeping form rested on,
the condensation from his warm breath inside the hard-black rubber mask making
it damp and hot. He lifted it to wipe his face, then became the Monster again
quickly ready to pounce on his prey.

He watched her sleep for a moment, absorbing her beauty. Then it was time to
begin.

He lightly lifted one floppy wrist and secured the rubber chord around it.
Tattoos covered much of the skin on both her arms, some colourful, some black
and grey, before securing the chord to the metal bedstead and then on the
other wrist.

Now she was secure he started to pull the covers off her. She was lovely, and
he wanted her. As her body got slowly uncovered, he could see all the sexy
curves of her body, the whip's edge running lightly across them. Slight
twitches came from her body. As his fingers brushed over her exposed nipples,
he saw them harden.

She started to try to turn over on the bed. He watched; a grin formed on his
lips behind the mask as he watched the realisation started to appear on her
sleeping face. She tugged her arms, her face confused, still in the mist of
sleep, eyes closed.

Then they burst open as her understanding exploded. She stared at him for a
moment that felt like a lifetime, her mind struggling to absorb the scene
before her. This hooded man totally dressed in shiny skin tight black rubber,
burning eyes peering out of voids in the mask that covered his face, a large
bullwhip in his hand. She finally tried to scream.

She knew he was a Norse Man a people the Japanese especially the women had
been taught to fear and respect The Nation of Tigers 'Taigāsu no kuni ', just
as the Anglo-Saxon women 1000 years before were terrified of their Viking
ancestors and had prayed every night.

'From the fury of the Norse Man good Lord deliver us,'

Before any sound could leave her mouth, he was on top of her, his latex
covered hand clamped over her mouth, eyes staring hypnotically into hers, his
massive superior weight on her, holding her down, forcing his way between her
legs. He spoke, trying to keep his voice calm as he issued his first of many
warnings. Pressing the whip handle against her lips he spoke in his fluent
Japanese even though she spoke good English

'Don't scream, don't make a sound, if you do, I'll whip fucking arse.
Understand?'

'Himei o agenaide kudasai,-on o dasanaide kudasai. Rikai suru?'

Her eyes are wide and fixed on the whip, he watched as she nodded slowly.

'Good girl' he breathed the words into her ear and started to lift his weight
off her.

' Ī musume'

As he rose up, he drew the sharp whip handle harder over the skin of her
breast, not hard enough to cut, but enough to leave a clear red line that led
to her nipple. Her body trembled and he could hear the word 'no' or being
whimpered. The blade moved down the body till it reached her panties, the
sharp handle line paving a trail of intent.

Her fears were confirmed as her underwear was a cut effortlessly from her body
and ripped

'No please, no, don't hurt me, what do you want? Please, no. Master. '

' Īe, īe, watashi o kizutsukenaide kudasai, anata wa nani ga hoshīdesu ka?
Īe, īe. Shujin!'.

He moved above her body again, her hands fighting painfully against her rubber
restraints, his hand slipped into her dark hair and gripped hard, pulling it
viciously so the pain showed on her face. He looked through rubber his mask
into her pleading eyes and brought the whip handle to her throat, and in a
cold low growl said

'I am going to fuck you. You can be alive, or dead, but either way I'm going
to fuck you. you Japanese whore!

'Watashi wa anata o seik suru tsumoridesu. Anata wa ikite ite mo shinde ite
mo, dochira ni shite mo watashi wa anata o seik suru tsumoridesu. Nihonjin
baishunpu!

'No, please no Master, you can't, no please, no!!.'

'Īe, īe, Masutā, īe, dekimasen, īe, īe!!.'

He smacked her leg sharply with the flat of his whip handle as he slowly moved
down her body again, her pleading lowered to a frightened moan.

He leant back, the whip held against her stomach, his eyes however, were held
by the sight of the amazing shaved pussy between her legs. He started to run
his fatex coverd fingers over the soft skin of her sexy hairless lips, one
fingertip breaching the opening. within dwelt a greater level of wetness than
he expected.

He smiled beneath the mask as he positioned two fingers at the mouth of her
tight wet hole and forced them inside her. She whimpered as her pussy was used
and violated by him, as the muscles begin to relax, he started to roughly
fingerfuck her cunt. Her moans of defiance increased as she added new fight to
her battle with her rubber bonds.

He withdrew his fingers, the rubber sticky from being slammed inside her. He
slipped his fingers beneath the mask to taste the sweet juices from her tight
hole, then inserted them forcefully, coating them once again. He moved round
the bed, put the whip handle back to her throat, and rammed his fingers into
her mouth

'Taste yourself!!' he exclaimed, louder than he had planned. He forced his
fingers in and out of her mouth till her wetness was replaced by saliva.

.

'Jibun o ajiwau!!'

Moving close to her face again he kept the handle against her throat and
calmly said '

'I'm going to make a deal with you, I'm going to put my Cock in your mouth,
you promise not to bite and I'll promise not to slap you in the face. Ok?'

「私はあなたと取引'するつもです、私は私のコック'
なたの口に...れます、あなたは噛まない"と'約束し
す、そして私はあなたに"'平手"ちしない"と'約束
ます。

'Watashi wa anata to torihiki o suru tsumoridesu, watashi wa watashi no kokku
o anata no kuchi ni iremasu, anata wa kamanai koto o yakusoku shimasu, soshite
watashi wa anata ni kao o hirateuchi shinai koto o yakusoku shimasu. OK?'

She shook her head hard but he could see she knew she had no choice. He opened
his rubber pants. Her eyes stare wildly at his rock-hard Cock three times the
size of any Japanese as he slipped it from within his skin tight rubber. He
moved towards her and took a handful of her hair.

'Open' he said softly.

' Aita'

She shook her her head and clamped her lips tight.

'Open!' he said more forcefully at the same time he twisted and pulled the
handful of hair he held.

' Aita!!'

She moaned in pain but kept her mouth tight.

'Open. now!' he said again

'Eigychū!!

. As he added extra force to the twisting and pulling of the handful of hair
she cried out in pain, as her mouth opened he took the chance to ram his Cock
in her gaping mouth. As he filled her face, her mouth remained open but she
did not suck, retaining an act of defiance even now. He liked that.

He started to fuck her mouth anyway, thrusting his hips back and forth as he
pulled her head against him. He could feel her gag as his Cock was forced into
the back of her throat. Her eyes watered as he fucked her sexy lips hard, not
letting his grip on her hair loosen for a moment. He pulled his Cock out so
she could catch her breath, as saliva drooled and fell from her panting mouth,
as her eyes blinked wildly.

Before her breaths returned to normal, he shoved his hard, saliva coated Cock
back into her mouth and fucked it hard again, the soft feel of her mouth and
tongue driving him wild as he pushed it further and further in down to her
tonsils. This time she coughed and spluttered as he withdrew it.

Putting his masked face to her ear he whispered 'good girl'.

. いい娘

.Ī musume.'

While he had been distracted by the overwhelming pleasure of her mouth on his
Cock, one of her hands had begun to come loose, as he moved round the bed she
suddenly pulled her hand free and started to try to untie the other in
panicked desperation.

'No!!!' she exclaimed.

'Bang! !

He dived over the bed and ramsmed the whip handle against her throat.

'No please I'm sorry dont hurt me please Master !!!'

'Iya, watashi o kizutsukenaide gomen'nasai Masutā!!!'

He gripped her tight by the throat, the point of his whip handle stroking down
her trembling face. As he pinned her down, he spotted the answer to his
problem on the floor. A long leather strap on her handbag.

He removed the purple strap from the bag and fastened it around her neck, then
the bed and then her wrists. Gathering the rope up he looked at her and said
thoughtfully in Norselandic,

'Seems a shame to waste this doesn't it.'

"Synes det er synd aa kaste bort ikke dette."

She didn't reply, she pulled on he new restraints, but every time she pulled,
she choked.

He smiled at his brutal ingenuity.

The chord that first bound her wrists now got wrapped around her ankle, then
around the bedhead and then the other ankle leaving her legs spread wide and
held in the air. She continued to struggle, but it was futile, a look of pain
in her eyes tells him she was realising this too. She started to beg again.
This time he sharply slapped the inside of her thigh and softly but firmly
said 'Quiet'.

Shizuka!'

Moving back onto the bed he knelt before his prize, taking in the beauty of
her body, laid out for him to use till he has had his fill. He looked into her
glassy eyes and softly said

'You look like such a slut with your legs spread wide like that. I'm going to
make you my little cockslut. I've already fucked your sexy mouth, now it's
time for your pussy!.

'Anata wa sonoyni ashi o hirogeta so no yna on'na no y ni miemasu. Watashi
wa anata o watashi no chīsana-chin ko-darake ni shimasu. Watashi wa sudeni
anata no sekushīna kuchi o okashimashita, ima wa anata no neko no jikandesu!.

'No please, not that, please Master. Have mercy on me!!!

'Īe, soredewa naku, Masutā shite kudasai. Watashi o awarende kudasai!!!

He was not listening. He started to rub the head of his mighty engorged Cock
in-between her soft pussy lips. He felt his proud Cock met with almost gushing
wetness within. He smiled beneath the hard rubber, but did not let it show in
his eyes.

Soon he could take no more and he plunged deep into her. The feel of the
slight resistance of her tight hole taking him inside almost made him empty
inside her instantly.

He regained his composure and started to slam his solid Cock into her tight
wet watery hole

'NO, PLEASE NO MASTER NO!!!! . . .

' Īe, īe Masutā shinaide kudasai! ! ! !

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TO BE CONTINUED