Possum Ch. 03

"Please, no." She begged herself, in humiliation at her body's responsiveness. "Don't let him find out how wet I am. I don't want it. Don't let it happen. Not here with all these men again."

Katsuro then lifted up the hem of Juni's little blue dress revealing her moist thighs. He rubbed his hand around her left thigh where the moisture was and hummed his approval in her ear. He squeezed the soft handful of skin where her thighs met her buttocks. She felt terribly used like this. She felt like she was his sexual plaything and she was horrified that her body had betrayed her. Her responsiveness was completely out of her control. Her hips moved as he touched her and she gasped when he sucked on her breast from the side. Katsuro pushed the little dress up to her waist and began massaging her back and her stomach and squeezed her boobs. He pulled her top down, exposing her breasts and he caressed and squeezed her thighs; although he inexplicably avoided her pussy. Juni was breathing deeply now, feeling that she might actually want his touch while denying it.

"He is going to touch me. No, I don't want that." She thought to herself helplessly. "Do I? I can't stop him unless I leave. It is almost like I am his slave girl, like I volunteered to be his slave-girl."

The question of how it came to be like this seemed to hang in her mind before she saw the trap that she had fallen into.

"I have no choice but to do whatever he wants. Otherwise I leave with nothing."

Suddenly, she saw that many of the men were staring at her and ignoring the other girls. She recognised the looks and knew that to the men, she was like one of the other sluts. Katsuro was openly displaying her as his personal slut to the other men. Her breasts and waist and legs and arse were all on display and she arched her backside up towards Katsuro as she knelt on the seat. She felt a huge wave of arousal as she realised that she was the centre of the men's erotic attention as much as her apparent twin, Shana. She understood suddenly in embarrassment that she was acting like just another purchased whore.

"No," Juni cried out loud. "I am not a slut."

She turned back to look at Katsuro, to see if he had heard, to ask him to stop. He looked at her with mild bemusement and an unforgiving smirk. He forcefully pushed her head back around again, forcing her to look in the direction of the debauchery back in the bus. There was no way she could stop Katsuro doing exactly as he pleased. After all, she was packaged like his personal whore and agreed implicitly to who knows what? To make it worse she was now obviously wet and horny and turned on as all fuck. As she turned back around she saw that the man next to her in the corridor had pulled down his basketball shorts and his hard erection was pointing at her, only inches away from her face and hands, which were gripping the back of the seat in front of her.

"Why is Katsuro letting this man stick out his cock at me? It's disgusting." Juni thought with an unwarranted possessiveness. "I am his, he should protect me."

Katsuro's hands roamed all over her petite body, squeezing her nipples, grabbing and mauling the soft buns of her arse. Her body was reacting, responding both to Katsuro's caresses and the pornographic scene unfolding in front of her as if it had a mind of its own. Juni was still imagining that Katsuro would not mistreat her in public. Suddenly he pulled down her silky G-string and pushed his fingers into her pussy. Juni cried out. She felt her wetness gush out onto his hand and she gasped and arched her back involuntarily, with full sense of arousal. She realised she was not far from an orgasm. He was playing her like a violin.

Katsuro pushed his huge erection up against her hip, while he pushed his fingers into her. Katsuro was shouting more orders for the men to strip Shana and feel her all over. He was like a musical conductor, directing Shana's rape performance, while he fingered Juni towards her own climax. He was pushing two fingers in and out rapidly, fucking her with his hand and she was responding. She was vaguely aware of a number of men in close proximity who were staring at her and rubbing themselves.

Juni could see in the distance that the other two strippers had taken a different tack and had the men entranced. Two of the younger men lay on the ground and the strippers were giving them lap dances with their G-string covered pussies directly on their hard cocks, tormenting them with their own excitement. This time the men had no shorts on it the looked like the strippers were raping the men.

"I am being a slut in an orgy," she accepted reluctantly.

"Rub her with the oil," Katsuro said, bringing Juni's focus back to Shana and her rising excitement.

The man standing next to Juni and Katsuro was masturbating furiously and she knew he would cum soon. His cock was pointed directly at her face and she thought he would ejaculate all over her long blonde hair, at any minute while she inadvertently writhed around under Katsuro's expert touch. It all seemed so surreal.

One of the men with Shana immediately produced a bottle of massage oil and squirted all over her stomach and tits and several hands begun rubbing it all over her uplifted form, as her feet were no longer on the ground and she was in a horizontal position being held up at shoulder height by five men.

Shana began calling out, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!"

Her body had arched back and her entire spine seemed to jerk in orgasmic spasms. It was incredible and the atmosphere was electric. Juni felt hairs rising on the back of her neck like she had heard some irresistible primal call.

Juni then noticed that Shana's reaction was for Yoshi. He had pushed his fingers into Shana's pussy, two fingers looking for her g-spot. She almost hit the roof, her scream echoing off the walls in what could have been agonising pain. She thrashed her head back and forth as she writhed in bliss. It was like she had gone momentarily insane. Shana was obviously highly orgasmic and either ready to go, or easy to arouse. Either way, she cried out in fitful orgasm again and again, as she came on Yoshi's fingers. Then, not letting her take a breath, he put his mouth on her and started to suck on her clit and she continued to buck in orgasm, held in the arms of the men, for what seemed minutes.

The men were calling out, chanting over and over.

"Ōgazumu, Ōgazumu, Ōgazumu".

Katsuro continued to shout encouragement saying, "Yes, yes, that it, keep the slut going, get her a higher orgasm."

Juni was almost at her peak herself and her mind was completely overwhelmed with the sight before her. Katsuro's hands and fingers, her nudity, the cock that looked like it would cum all over her, the men staring at her as she apparently looked irresistibly sexy, Shana, Yoshi and the two other strippers. It was sensual overload.

Trying desperately to hold off her own orgasm, she turned back towards Katsuro and said, "Why are you are giving them instructions? What are you doing?"

"Yes," Katsuro said, pushing her head back towards the orgy again. "I am their teacher. Yes, their master. I am training them in how to make lovely girls, like you, into hot little sex mistresses."

"Noooo," Juni cried out as Katsuro rubbed her clitoris and pulled down her G-string. "You are raping them, you are raping meee."

Katsuro laughed loudly over the music.

"This is not rape, I have the receipts. You are my whore and my slut and you are here through your own choice."

Katsuro suddenly pushed his huge hard cock into her opened, wet, pulsating pussy. Juni cried out and arched back towards his kiss, as he took her, thrusting into her rapidly, making her pant. He had pulled her head back by the hair, forcing her to arch her back as much as she could as he took her on his hard cock again. She experienced just then, how skilled Katsuro was at the art of love-making, as he had brought her to the brink with his fingers and now, just the moment he plunged into her, she came with a shudder and then cried out, screaming in orgasm, as every thrust seemed to push deeper into her soul. He was taking her, owning her and making her his. Every thrust drove her orgasm higher. Just like Yoshi and the other men were doing to Shana with their fingers. With each pulse of her public orgasm, Juni understood that she was an actual whore. She was turning into a real sex-loving exhibitionist and these tracks of thought etched themselves into her mind. She felt her reality shift perceptibly.

Juni felt herself wanting Katsuro never to stop, wanting him to use her and love her. She felt embarrassed she had caught herself feeling that she was falling in love with her rapist. She felt humiliated that she got off on the pure exhibitionism of the act and her own lewdness. She knew she looked like a hot slut, like Shana. It was a word she had always hated but it kept recurring in her mind as a raw fact that could not be disputed. While Katsuro continued to plough her with his cock lifting her to another plane, she acknowledged to herself she was not being raped, she had given her approval for Katsuro to do whatever he wanted. There was no denying that she had agreed through her subservience and her lack of objection to being his sex slave to use for the duration of his holiday. There could be no going back now.

Katsuro had hold of her boobs, squeezing them and she was flushed and felt in heaven as he ploughed into her with his massive cock. He seemed to last for ever. She saw only glimpses of the strippers being felt up through the men, as the girls gyrated on their pole. Then there was Shana, raised in the men's hands, held in perpetual orgasm by the talented fingers and tongue of young Yoshi, who had his head buried in her shaved pussy. Shana was wailing in orgasm in a shrill call to the gods for her release.

Then Juni felt her wrists held against her tiny waist in Katsuro's huge hands as he pulled her back, nuzzled her ear and kissed her deeply. Then he pushed her hand to one side and she realised Katsuro had allowed the man beside her to grab her hand and wrap her fingers around his erection. The stranger was masturbating himself with her hand. Meanwhile, Katsuro had slowed down but he was still fucking her slowly and relentlessly.

"No, I am just yours, I don't agree to this." Juni cried out to Katsuro, objecting to the unwelcome intrusion of his friend.

Katsuro just laughed softly and gruffly said, "You are my slut and you will do whatever I please."

"You will help me train my men in how to make a slut and take her to the highest sexual plane. This is what I want, now be quiet." He ordered her. He pushed her head towards the rear of the bus again. Yoshi had withdrawn and Shana was being penetrated by a large fat man whose belly was jiggling as he pounded into her holding her under the hips while the other men had smothered her with oil and one had thrust his cock into her mouth. She had to arch back to take it all in, showing incredible flexibility and she was sucking enthusiastically and writhing in pleasure.

The other two strippers Ashley and Natalie were pulled from their poles and surrounded by a similar group of men who were following instructions being shouted out by Katsuro and Yoshi. Yoshi pushed one man out of the way as he was clumsy in his touch with the big breasted Ashley, a call girl with huge enhanced breasts of at least 36D, which sat high on her chest, as she was being mauled by the men who had stripped off her lingerie.

Juni then heard Yoshi explain that the men had to be gentle and touch the girls all over focusing on her legs and thighs and feet and arse and stomach and back, shoulders, neck and ears. It was like a lecture, he said that lovers had to be kissed for at least five minutes before, with gentle touch, they could approach anything else. It was crazy he seemed so calm and instructional.

Then Juni was coming and crying out on Katsuro's cock again while she let the stranger use her hand to massage his. She quivered and shook, as her orgasm hit and her whole body writhed in bliss.

Katsuro finally stopped thrusting into Juni as he let her come down from her fantastic climax. He left her slumped over the back of the seat kneeling on her haunches. He pulled away from her, withdrawing his magnificent cock from her, leaving her with a sudden feeling of emptiness.

Katsuro approached Natalie, the very thin and beautiful Asian girl who had dyed the tips of her light brown hair, bright green. Juni was shocked as she saw Katsuro's cock was bouncing about in front of him. The cock that had made her cum was obviously only beginning its performance. The men allowed Katsuro full access and took a couple of steps back from Natalie to watch. Juni looked up and notice that Katsuro was immediately kissing Natalie deeply and sucking on her ears, neck and breasts. His huge erection was pushed up against her buns and the men surrounding the pair were humming their approval as she started to respond to his touch.

Juni began to realise that she was feeling a huge pang of jealousy and she scolded herself for even beginning to feel attached to such a cruel user of women and manipulator of men. Not to mention being a cheat! She laughed to herself at this strange accusation. Had he said he wanted only her? Yet she felt that she needed and wanted him even more. She had to pull herself back from her desire to go over and pull the girl from her lover. However before she could act she realised that Katsuro had his fingers once again inside a girl as he quickly and skilfully brought Natalie into sudden climax. Then he pushed Natalie straight over to the back of Juni's seat, where she was still kneeling. Natalie's beautiful face was inches away, her mouth opening in ecstasy while Katsuro pushed his hard cock into the small Asian girl.

"Kiss her." Katsuro ordered her.

"Like a magician," Juni thought sarcastically. "He brings his bitches together."

Katsuro kept fucking Natalie for so long that she was suspended in an extended orgiastic state, rising again and again as the man plunged into her soft pussy. She grabbed for Juni and she could feel the girl's passion when Natalie thrust her tongue into her mouth at the moment of her orgasm. Juni felt Natalie spasm in orgasm as they kissed over and over and Juni felt her own juices running down her thighs. No one was touching her and inexplicably she felt rejected.

Katsuro meanwhile buried his 8in Cock into the tiny Asian's pussy over and over, holding her at her peak while he pushed towards his own climax. Juni felt herself staring at his inscrutable face.

"How could he do this to me?" She thought. "I am his." She flushed as she recognised the only words that could follow. She meant for him to give her his love, not this.

Katsuro pulled out of Natalie and positioned himself right in front of Juni, standing next to the back of the seat she was kneeling on. If she opened her mouth she could have sucked in his cock. Instead she looked up to see him ordering Natalie to suck. As Juni watched the girl's mouth on his cock she knew she felt possessive and jealous.

He tried to get his entire length into the Asian's throat but was unsuccessful. Yet, Natalie was a fantastic cock sucker and Juni could see the way she was milking Katsuro with her beautiful mouth. Her full lips looked like they were designed to suck a cock as they moved up and down the shaft. Before long Katsuro ejaculated and pulled out, coming all over the face of the little Asian stripper. Juni decided that she would get better at fellatio, to satisfy her man.

Juni, inconceivably felt tears well up in her eyes as she watched her lover come on the face of the other girl and she realised with humiliation that she wished he was ejaculating inside her. She felt jealous of Natalie. Was she really feeling this attached to Katsuro?

For several hours the bus orgy continued with man after man taking each of the strippers over and over and Katsuro felt up each of the girls. Juni suddenly realised that the man's cock she had been pulling had come all over her hand at some point and it was wet with his semen. She felt disgusted with herself but she was not sure why. She felt she had betrayed Katsuro somehow. But hadn't he given his approval? Why would she feel that she had cheated on Katsuro when he was doing whatever he wanted? Or was she feeling guilty for acting like a slut? Or was she just a well-paid whore? She had an epiphany that shocked her. She had chosen to whore herself out for money, that was the reality.

No other man approached her on the bus trip except, after a while, Yoshi came and sat next to her and his hand rubbed her thigh as he talked gently to her, whispering in her ear how beautiful she was, how desirable and how sexy. How he wanted to fuck her and have her for himself. After a long conversation Juni felt that Yoshi was becoming her friend. However, she could not understand why she felt more driven towards Katsuro than the nicer, more considerate Yoshi.

In the mid-afternoon they arrived at a camping site near a trickling little spring on a gravel track somewhere in the Flinders ranges. Juni asked Sanjay, who was still the driver of the new bus, where they were and he said that Peter had arranged for the campsite to be held for them by the local rangers and that they would not be disturbed here. The Japanese men apparently wanted an authentic outback experience; away from cities, technology, their families and work. However they were not without their conveniences. Sanjay set up a generator, floodlights were assembled and a troupe of eight men quickly assembled all of the tents. Most tents were approximately 4 by 4 m which housed the majority of the men for sleeping and relaxation; while the largest tent was as large as a 10m marquee. Along one side behind a curtain there were three double beds which Juni learned were for her, Yoshi and Katsuro. Juni's bed had four posts and she avoided thinking about why her bed was different. In one corner Katsuro also had an office which was walled off. There were outdoor spas and bathrooms, huge rugs and furniture.

Almost as soon as they arrived an older man came towards her with Yoshi. Yoshi explained that he was Katsuro's accountant and he wanted to explain her agreement with Katsuro. With Yoshi as translator he went into great detail explaining to her that she could be videoed and photographed and that no man would touch her without Katsuro's express permission. She swallowed hard with the recognition of what that would mean.

If she managed to meet his requirements over the three weeks she would have $100,000 deposited into her bank account on the second last day so that it would be available as soon as she arrived back in Adelaide. Juni was relieved about Katsuro's desire to keep her for himself, or so she assumed from the contract. She signed the agreement without another thought crossing her mind. The greatest damage had already been done as she had submitted to Katsuro and his wishes without hesitation. She knew she was signing on to be the personal escort to the powerful man but she felt that she had no choice. He would have the videos they took already of her and she would have to leave if she did not sign. There was no other choice but to sign. She signed the agreement and felt relief and acceptance wash over her, as if a great burden had been lifted.

The marquee was decorated with amazingly lavish fold up furniture, blankets, wall hangings and warm rugs and bean bags. The generator was positioned some 50m away so that when the music started it could not be heard. Juni wondered where it all came from.

The atmosphere was surreal to say the least, with subdued lighting inside the tent and as dusk came, flickering candlelight and lanterns, generating a lighting atmosphere from a long gone world, where sheiks might have lived in a similar desert environment, around an oasis. Juni realised that the environment she found herself in mirrored this flash back to history perfectly, as she walked around the campsite. She marvelled at the discrete use of technology to keep the Arabian knights feel, without detracting from its authenticity. There were even large woks for producing the enormous quantities of food needed for the campers and some of the men were obviously chefs as they set to work preparing their offerings.