Hello there bros!
Thanks for the support!
Will update this story soon… been a little busy; too many parties in these few days
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lambchop99
Thanks bro, very nice story
Why you update in the early morning, no need sleep?
I work in the day and write at night bro
and generally I’m more creative at night. haha!
Konnichiwa again bros and happy Saturday!
O matase shimashita! Sorry to keep everyone waiting - been busy with parties and friends coming in from out of town and whatnot these few days…
Finally I’ve had some time to update… just before running off to Beerfest Asia (yahoo!)
Hope you enjoy this update (spent a while on it)
And so, our story continues…
Chapter 11
Misa found herself standing at the entrance of a very exclusive cosmetic surgery center in downtown Tokyo. This was the surprise he had for her. Mr Tanaka had arranged for a personal consultation for her by one of their principal surgeons, who was also a close friend of his, to enhance his secretary’s looks so that she would be more appealing than ever. In the consultation room, the look of nervousness and worry was evident on Misa. She certainly did not expect she would be made to undergo cosmetic surgery. Misa began to panic as they waited for the surgeon.
“Sir…I…I’m not sure about this…I can’t…” Misa pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes.
“But you must. You are a pretty girl, Misa. And talented. Think of it as my gift to you, to maximise your potential. You will become even more beautiful and appealing than you ever have before. You know many girls wish they could have an opportunity like this.” he began stroking her head.
“It is also a requirement for your new responsibilities at work. You did promise you will serve with all your heart, did you not?”
With this, Mr Tanaka reached into her tight dress and fingered her clit through the thin lacy thong panties she wore underneath. Misa let out a quick, soft moan.
“Y…yes…” Misa hung her head in defeat, as she tried to wipe the tears that began to roll.
The surgeon, Dr. Takayama, arrived shortly. He took a few digital photos of her face from different angles and outlined his recommendations for her enhancements, based on Mr Tanaka’s preferences. He then had her stand up, and had his pretty female assistant unzip the back of her dress and pull it down to her waist, and to remove her black push up bra as he proceeded to snap front and profile view photos of her small but firm and round B cup breasts. Misa was distracted by the beautiful female assistant; she certainly looked as if she had a lot of work done on her. She found herself wondering about the possibility that the girl also did after hour duties with the doctors.
The consultation soon ended and Dr Takayama scheduled the operation date. He had Misa sign several documents agreeing to the procedures and an indemnity waiver. Mr Tanaka had the clinic bill all the necessary costs to him. Misa redid her makeup in the bathroom before they left the clinic.
That evening back at the penthouse, Mr Tanaka made out on with Misa on the sofa, amid the night scenery of Tokyo through the floor to ceiling glass windows as they enjoyed a bottle of champagne. Her tight dress had been removed and was draped over one end of the long sofa; Misa was only in her lingerie. They kissed passionately as he began fingering her, gradually removing her thong panties, wet with her arousal. Mr Tanaka slowly pulled her to stand, while he continuously fingered her. He guided her to the window, and from a nearby chest, produced a reasonably large black dildo with a suction cup on one end. He brought it to the stunned Misa’s small, pretty mouth, and told her to get it wet. Misa looked at it for a moment, registering what she had to do, and slowly took it in her mouth, sucking on it like she was giving head, coating the shaft thoroughly with her saliva. Mr Tanaka summarily took the dildo from her, and pushed her into a bent position, her ass facing the window, and at the same time, attached the suction cup end firmly to the glass.
“You will fuck yourself on that, for the whole world to see, as you suck me off.” He removed his pants.
Misa looked confused for a moment, then gave in to her arousal, as she gradually slid herself onto the protruding black dildo. She moaned as it entered her love hole, she felt its fullness inside her, and slowly began to move herself back and forth, moaning softly as she pleasured herself on the black plastic rod.
“Every woman has a desire to be fucked, Misa. Embrace it. The world is watching you. Give them a show they’ll never forget.”
His words bore into Misa. She found herself becoming even more deeply aroused at the wanton show of exhibitionism she was putting on, and began to fuck herself more passionately, bending her body sexily as she tried to align her g-spot with the dildo’s angle of entry. Mr Tanaka grabbed her pretty head, tilting it towards his crotch as he inserted his hard, erect cock into her dainty pink mouth. He kept his grip on her head, holding it in place as she pleasured his shaft with her tongue, while thrusting herself in and out on the dildo at the other end, breathing heavily through her nose. She began to lick, faster and stronger, her lips forming a tight and wet seal over his shaft. Mr Tanaka came, filling his gyrating secretary’s mouth with thick, white and musky sperm, which dribbled down her chin. The arousal she felt as she swallowed his cum as she did herself on the huge dildo sent her into ecstasy, and she climaxed, gasping heavily to catch her breath as she crumpled to the floor, trembling.
As Misa recovered from her orgasm, he ran a warm bath for Misa and had her soak in the luxurious bubbles, relaxing after a long day.
After both of them had washed up, Mr Tanaka was reclining on the king sized bed in his boxer shorts, checking on e-mails on his iPad. Misa came into the bedroom, wearing a short pink satin robe from her new wardrobe. She smelled fresh from the shower. Sexily, she crawled onto the bed, towards her boss and gently pulled down his boxers, removing his now erect dick. Kneeling before him, her eyes gazed at him femininely.
“Thank you for today sir…” she said in a submissive voice just above a whisper.
From her kneeling position, Misa bent down, and begins to pleasure her boss with her pretty mouth as the night ends…
Here are visuals for Chapter 10/11 - enjoy!
The tight bodycon dress Misa wore to the clinic:
The lingerie she wore underneath:
The pink robe she changes into:
Hello there bros and hope everyone had a good weekend!
Beerfest 2015 was a lot of fun, and I certainly got a little smashed.
Well, let us move on with the story…
Chapter 12
Takeshi downed his fourth glass of whisky for the night. He was drunk, his vision was beginning to blur but he didn’t care. He had called his girlfriend Misa earlier in the day, the first time he had been able to reach her on the phone in a week. Over the last month texts between them had been sporadic, with very long intervals in between her replies.
Ever since she had been attending client engagements after hours, he always worried if anything more than drinks would be going on, after all, all of the senior executives were men, and she would be the only girl at the events - a young and pretty one at that, and she had told him before how she had been required to dress attractively for those occasions. He knew all too well how men behaved when they had enough drinks; he’d attended enough group dates and parties with his own friends and senior managers in his company.
In the past few weeks they had not met at all; she was always either busy or tired. His imagination ran wild with the possibilities of what had been happening to her, and the phone call earlier in the day had confirmed his worst fears - she told him she could not see him anymore. He kept asking why but all she would say was that she was too busy to continue their relationship, and hung up. Her voice sounded far away, just as it had been over the last few weeks whenever they spoke on the phone. Somehow he knew that it was far than the truth, after all she was just a secretary doing administrative tasks. What really kept her busy had been all those after hour duties she had to perform. He never thought they would end their relationship; she had always said she was reluctant to go to those client meetings, at least at the start. He recalled the day a couple of weeks ago when he thought he saw her in Shinjuku, dressed like a club hostess, behaving intimately with a middle aged businessman. At the time he had dismissed it as a coincidence; now he was beginning to think that it really had been her. Was she in an affair with one of those clients? Or could it be her boss who always had her attend those parties? He ordered another glass of whisky and gulped it down.
Yui had been hired, not long before Misa, as the personal assistant to Mr Sato, the other managing partner of the firm. She was 24 years old, slim and attractive, and, at 165cm she was taller than a lot of Japanese women. She had also been required to attend client meetings, just as Misa had, and soon enough, Mr Sato had her entertaining his clients as well as himself. Today, she was kneeling under Mr Sato’s desk, her head buried in her boss’s crotch, his erect member deep in her mouth. The tight black shiny blouse she wore was half undone, exposing the bright pink and black lace push up bra she wore underneath. Her drool ran down her mouth as she sucked diligently; she had been sucking him off for a good fifteen minutes or so. She had to get him to cum soon; as his secretary she knew that he was going to rush off to a meeting soon, and she would be punished if she failed to satisfy him by then. Her sucking became more intense and desperate as she took his cock deeper into her mouth. Soon enough, Yui felt as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders as she felt her boss unload a big gob of sticky semen into her mouth. Dutifully, she closed her eyes and swallowed, just as she had been trained, and thanked Mr Sato in a soft feminine voice.
Yui walked back to her desk after retouching her make-up in the bathroom. It was almost time to leave for the day. She walked to her colleague Misa’s desk, wondering if she’d like to get dinner together later; she needed to hang out with someone to take her mind off work. Misa wasn’t there, and her things on the desk were arranged in the same way as they had when she walked by a few days ago. Yui realized no one had seen Misa in the office for 3 weeks now. Had she been out running errands all that much? Perhaps she was on annual leave. Feeling slightly disappointed, Yui decided to go shopping on her own; she had to be present at a client’s trade show in a couple of days and needed to unwind badly before she got busy…
Hi bros!
Hope the story has been exciting enough so far…
I have the next update ready… but before that, an article for some background reading
Sexy Suits for Tokyo’s “Little Devils”
Chapter 13
The trade show floor was a hive of activity. Held in the ballroom of the Grand Hyatt Tokyo, it was an invite-only occasion for corporate investors. One of the firm’s bigger clients, a securities company, had been the principal organizer for the show and the firm had participated in the show as well, as a show of support for their client, and it was also an opportunity to reach out to new investors. As Mr Sato had been the relationship owner with the client, Yui had been made to serve as an event model at the firm’s booth, handing out flyers to attendees who walked by. She was dressed in a suggestive black hostess club-style suit, made up of a tight shiny jacket which hugged her slender curves and a matching skirt which was shorter than a regular business skirt and exposed two thirds of her thighs. She wore thick evening make up, and the six inch platform stiletto shoes on her feet gave her a very sexy gait. Yui tried to keep a calm and composed demeanor but inside, she was a bundle of nerves. The ogling and leers from the mostly male attendees had been far from subtle; she knew how provocative she looked. Some of the men had tried to get uncomfortably close to her and surreptitiously feel her ass; she politely made excuses while she tried hard to pretend to laugh it off and let them pass off as jokes; Mr Sato had told her that in no uncertain terms could she risk offending anyone in case they happened to be potential investors. She felt embarrassed, but somehow she was turned on at the same time. She hoped the thick layer of foundation on her face prevented the flush of her arousal from showing.
Mr Sato had been away from the booth for a while; a potential investor had come calling after Yui handed him a flyer earlier in the day, and he had taken the executive to the hotel’s Grand Club Lounge to negotiate the terms of the potential deal.
Yui had been standing in her six inch heels for a while and her feet were beginning to hurt when she saw her boss walking back to the booth. Right before she could ask him to let her take a break, he told her she could sit down and relax for a while outside; he would have another task for her soon. In her relief, she did not think too much about his “other task” and headed straight for the ballroom exit, took off her heels and collapsed into a chair in the hotel lobby. She had barely rested for ten minutes when her cellphone in her suit pocket buzzed. It was Mr Sato, informing her that she was to entertain their new client that evening. Yui’s heart skipped a beat. She knew what that meant, and not only was there no way she could get out of it, Mr Sato would make sure to punish her severely if she failed to properly satisfy the client. Yet, she could not help being turned on at the thought of being fucked like a slut; ever since she had been forced to sexually serve clients, she had felt her desire for sex steadily grow with each passing day. Through encounters with clients as well as her boss, she began to learn to enjoy herself as she was being fucked; she had become almost addicted to orgasms.
Yui slowly proceeded to the bathroom to straighten her sexy outfit and retouch her make-up for the evening. She took care to darken her smokey grey eyeshadow even further, to make her eyes look more seductive, and sprayed perfume generously over herself. She had always had a knack for dressing to please men, and this job certainly honed those skills to a new level. Yui checked her appearance in the mirror for an instant, then, with bated breath, she began to make her way to the lounge…
Hi bros!
Hope everyone’s doing great, we are nearing the weekend!
Here is the next episode of our story…
Chapter 14
The room in the Grand Hyatt was spacious, warmly lit with a panoramic view of downtown Tokyo. A huge study desk sat in one corner, made of dark polished wood, and Yui was bent over it, in a most compromising position. Still in her tight shiny club-style suit, her short skirt had been pushed up over her buttcheeks, her long high heeled legs obscenely spread, and her gasping moans of pleasure echoed through the room as the 38 year old client, Mr Fukuda, held her firmly by the hips and thrust himself repeatedly in and out of her wet pussy. He had had a raging hard-on ever since he saw her downstairs in the ballroom, dressed in a way that was supposed to pass off as formal yet so blatantly provocative. As luck would have it, unlike the other show promoter girls, who were purely eye candy, for the right clients this girl on the other hand happened to be available for much more than that. Now he had her at his disposal, and he was having the time of his life. He savored the feeling of his cock sliding against the walls of her tight young pussy with each stroke, and the attractive showgirl’s cries of pleasure coupled with the heavy, sensual fragrance of her perfume turned him on even more. He wanted to cum but he held on; he wanted to enjoy her longer.
Yui felt him abruptly withdraw from her, and for a moment, she was dismayed; she had been steadily inching toward orgasm. He guided her toward the king sized bed, removing her jacket and the tight black camisole she wore underneath. As he had her lie on her back, legs spread and her shiny skirt pulled to her waist, he pulled off her scarlet red push up bra, exposing her pert round C-cup breasts. In a submissive voice, Yui made her plea.
“Please fuck me hard, sir…” she gasped; she was strongly aroused and felt the urge to cum.
That was all the prompting he needed; sliding into her, he ravished the slender, pretty showgirl missionary style, squeezing her tender shapely breasts for all they were worth, as she moaned and squealed. As she moved her own body in rhythm with his movements to increase the sensation she felt in her pussy, it had the same effect on his cockshaft as well. The pangs of shame she had initially felt inside her had now been almost completely overshadowed by her own deep arousal and lust, and now she was millimeters away from a raging climax. Her body started to arch upward tightly, and she found herself crying out uncontrollably as she reached ecstasy.
“Ohhh… I’m cumming… I’m cumming….!!!” The orgasm came crashing, rocking Yui’s slender body and for a brief moment she felt like she was being rocketed to the moon. Mr Fukuda’s own orgasm was close, and he increased the intensity of his thrusting into the writhing girl, drinking in the sight of Yui in the throes of her very large orgasm. A matter of seconds later, he pulled out of her and spewed a huge load of semen all over her pretty made up face, as she closed her eyes tightly, struggling to breathe through the thick mess of sperm.
She had pleased the client well that night, but it would only be the beginning. In time, her boss would have even more plans in store for her…
Next chapter…
Chapter 15
It was 5 p.m. in the Ginza district of Tokyo. Heads turned as Misa walked into the hotel lounge. The 6 inch stillettos she wore clicked on the marble floor. Misa walked with a feminine grace, almost drifting, the seductive fragrance of her thick perfume trailing behind her, as she headed for the elevator. Her boss would arrive at the suite any time soon, and she was expected to be there to greet him.
The suite was opulent, with a large king sized bed, a living area with a coffee table and sofa, and full length glass panels that offered a bird’s eye view of the city skyline. Misa touched up her makeup at the vanity in the bathroom, straightened her outfit, then sat down on the large plush sofa and waited. In no time, she heard a key card being inserted into the access slot from outside; Mr Tanaka had arrived. Misa rose and prepared to greet her boss. As he walked into the room, she bowed deeply and submissively, her hands placed one over the other in front of her.
“Good evening, Mr Tanaka.” Her voice was lisping, gentle and subservient.
Mr Tanaka had a raging hard on as he took in the stunning transformation of his attractive secretary, all dolled up, standing in front of him. He hardly recognized her; it was the first time he had seen her in a while, since the day of the cosmetic surgery that he had made her undergo. She wore a long, shiny pink gown, with six inch stilletto sandals that gave her a very alluring gait. Her breasts had been enlarged to a slutty DD cup size, which looked slightly large for her slender frame, but gave her the body of an adult video star. Her eyes had also been worked on; Misa’s pretty Asian almond eyes had been enlarged and reshaped to give her a beautiful, doll-like face. The thick make up and long false lashes she wore further enhanced their appearance. Her hair had been colored a bright shade of reddish brown, and immaculately done up. She had porcelain fair skin now, as a result of the regular whitening treatments. Misa exuded sex from head to toe.
Mr Tanaka sat on the sofa and inspected his transformed secretary standing before him, running his hands over her body, savoring her new voluptuous curves, and how they contrasted against her slender 22 inch waist. Misa gazed into his eyes, her own doll-like eyes wide, pleading, her false lashes fluttering seductively as she blinked. Gradually, she sank to a kneeling position in front of her boss.
“Thank you, sir…” she lisped in a very submissive manner, thanking him for her transformation.
Unzipping Mr Tanaka’s pants, Misa licked his erect cock slowly and seductively from the base to the tip, cleaning up the pre-cum with her tongue, gazing at him sexily as she did so. Taking his cock into her mouth, her tongue swirled expertly around his shaft as she took her time pleasuring him. She could hear sighs of pleasure from her boss, and she knew he was enjoying her service. She relaxed her throat muscles, like she had been taught, as she took in more of his cock into her mouth. With one hand, Mr Tanaka held her head firmly in place as he pushed in further. In a matter of minutes, the sight of his extremely sexy secretary combined with her tongue’s teasing on his shaft made him cum. His cock was so far in her mouth that the large spurts of semen shot directly down her throat. Breathing heavily through her nose, Misa struggled to swallow, trying to get Mr Tanaka’s cum to slide down her throat as quickly as possible.
Mr Tanaka was pleased and satisfied. The evening was still young…
Konnichiwa bros!
Hope you have not been waiting too long…
Here we are with the next part of the story.
Chapter 16
After swallowing her boss’s cum and cleaned the full length of his shaft with her pretty pink tongue, Misa touched up her dark smoky eyeshadow and lipstick in front of the vanity mirror in the bathroom, her face flush with arousal at the service she had performed for Mr Tanaka. She realized that she was becoming more and more easily aroused these days; her subconscious suppression of her desires had diminished significantly and she was beginning to embrace the fact that she was submissive by nature. She had resisted the way she had been dominated by Mr Tanaka at first; it had been a nightmare for her, but she could never deny how turned on she felt whenever she was treated like a sex object, when she dressed the way she had been instructed to, to please her boss and his clients.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Misa still could not get used to how she looked now; her new sensual doll-like eyes was a drastic change from her natural pretty girl next door looks, and she was still trying to get used to the size and weight of her new surgically enhanced DD cup boobs. The implants held them upright without the need of a push up bra, and looked maddeningly sexy on her even though they were slightly large for her slender 45 kilogram frame, or perhaps it was how they contrasted against her svelte waist that made her body look so appealing; especially when she wore tight dresses with plunging necklines. She realized she would have to shop for new clothes and lingerie soon, most of her existing tight blouses and dresses did not fit her any longer because of her new size.
Misa had cried for days after the surgery, the shock at her drastic transformation had been too much for her. As she spent her time recovering in Mr Tanaka’s penthouse over the weeks following the surgery, Mr Tanaka had hired someone to help her adapt, as well as to train her skills in pleasuring men. That person was Madam Saki, an experienced, highly sought after dominatrix in Tokyo’s underground community which catered to such desires, and whom Mr Tanaka had connections with through frequently arranging entertainment for his clients, some of whom who had various preferences. Over the 3 weeks she spent recovering, Madam Saki had played the role of a big sister to Misa, counseling and giving her guidance on how to improve her skills at sexually servicing men, to match her new look and assets. Without Misa fully realizing it Madam Saki was gradually leading her and subconsciously teaching her how to enjoy serving sexually. The deep arousal Misa felt when she prepared herself to greet her boss earlier, the eager readiness with which she had dropped to her knees, and the ease with which she had taken his cock, allowing it to slide deep throat into her mouth had been a result of that.
Her make up done, Misa removed her gown, letting the straps slide all the way down her slender shoulders to the floor, and began to change into her next outfit for the evening…
Good evening gentlemen…
As always, I hope you have been enjoying the story, I am always encouraged by your positive comments, thank you bros!
Here we are with the next chapter…
Chapter 17
Misa lay tantalizingly on her back on the king sized bed in the hotel suite; the straps of the translucent red chemise she wore hung loosely off her shoulders, her nipples, which had been bleached to a fair, virginal shade of pink, were erect and peeped through the cutouts on her sexy outfit. The hem of Misa’s garment had been pushed up to her waist; her smooth, slender legs were spread wide open as Mr Tanaka fucked her missionary style, every powerful thrust drawing high pitched moans and gasps of pleasure from his now doll-like secretary. Fucking her in this way, he could see every inch of Misa’s body in its new, ultra sexy shape, from the large round melons that were her surgically enhanced breasts to her doll-like eyes, accentuated with thick dark eyeshadow and long false lashes against the delicate features of her porcelain face, flush with her sexual arousal. She was inching closer and closer to orgasm. Mr Tanaka could see it in her face and deliberately began to slow the pace and intensity of his thrusting, savoring the feel of Misa’s wet pleasure slit slowly with each thrust while at the same time keeping her on the edge without letting her off.
“Please, Sir… I…*gasp!*” Misa’s plea was cut short as her boss thrust strongly into her. She was desperate for release.
“You’ll always be a good, horny slut for me, won’t you Misa?” Mr Tanaka asked, as he thrust in and out of her, deeply but at a slow, steady rhythm.
“Ye…yes Sir… I…ahhhh!!” Misa involuntary cried out as Mr Tanaka thrust strongly, deep into her.
“You’ll be what, Misa-chan?” Her boss repeated his question, pushing his palm firmly down on her pelvic wall to increase the sensation she was feeling as he slid in and out of her, teasing her g-spot with his dick.
“Good slut… horny…slut…” Her doll-like eyes had a wide eyed, pleading gaze, her breathing shallow and sensual. Misa was amazed at how easily those words came out of her mouth now, and the realization of what a slut she had become, together with her humiliation intensified her arousal.
“Good girl, Misa. You have deserved this. Make sure you cum hard, like the slut you are.” Mr Tanaka began to fuck her vigorously, as Misa moved together with him, trying to align her G-spot with his penetrations. In a matter of seconds, she felt like her insides were bathed in ecstasy, and she could not control her wanton cries of pleasure as her slender body was rocked with a powerful orgasm…