Asami Kobayashi AV idol underground catalog

At the Urecco Asian AV Idol and Model Actress Underground Network, we specialize in Videos and Pictures of the TOP MODELS of the Orient,
and can now boast to have the LARGEST selection of the Asian Top and Super Model society.
300 Gigabytes and we add new girls found in Osaka and Tokyo streets every day !!!!!
For the URECCO TOP MODEL ONLINE MAGZINE, click here

Quick Pick AV Idol and Gravure Actress Movie/Picture catalogs

Azumi Kawashima	Rina Sawaguchi
Aiko Sato	Rio Sannomiya
Mia Masuda	Kazumi Murata

Aika Miura - her home page

Junko Asanuma

The Megasites here are the absolute of all absolutes the amount of videos and picture galleries they have is unmatched !

OSAKA-GIRLS.COM

In Bunkasha.com, you will find the most incredible collection of KOGAL (little Japanese Schoolgirls), getting raped, and filmed in their most intimate situations. 275 !!!! Gigabytes later, YOU WILL WANT MORE
"...fucking heavy. You guys filled my hard drive, and I had to go buy some more hard drives, and they filled up too so I went to get a CD burner, and 2 months later, I'm still burning CD's. I simply don't know when I will stop. I love it, keep at it.
[Robert Watson]

URECCO.COM

In Urecco.com, you will find the most awesome collection of MODELS, TOP MODELS, TRYING MODELS, WHOREZ, and the most incredibly beautiful girls on this planet. All Naked, and also getting Fucked !!
"...if I would have ASKED for a better collection, I could not have gotten it. You guys rock my world !"
[Steve Meissig]

HENTAIBITCH.COM

In Hentaibitch.com, just as the name implies, you will find your favorite girl, getting beaten with sticks, bound to the ceiling, and crying for more.
the main reason you do this, is so that their tight cunts may open nice and wide so you can penetrate them nice, easy and deep, slowly ...
"...you guys are crazy. You even have a picture of a friend of mine from Nagoya, smoking in a bar, then how the hell did you get pictures of her strapped to a chair, crying ???...."
[Toshi]

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

SEX Fantasies

CLICK HERE for HARDCORE TEEN SEX CLUBS A Film For A Few Friends Chapter 1 I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was too early to go to bed and too late to get dressed and go out, assuming Asami Kobayashi could think of somewhere she wanted to go, so Lynn Langley found Asami Kobayashiself wandering aimlessly through the house in her nightdress half-heartedly tidying up the living room and wondering if Asami Kobayashi could get some money out of Asami Kobayashi husband, Matt, for some new curtains. The night was uncomfortably warm and humid, and Asami Kobayashi knew that it would be impossible to sleep with the hot south wind blowing into the bedroom window. Lynn always found it difficult to doze off when Asami Kobayashi husband was away, and these days the TV studio seemed to be sending him out of town more and more frequently to film track meets, high school football games, boxing matches, and anything else in the sports world which might conceivably interest the athletically minded viewers of WRT-TV, the local television. Depressed and feeling a slight headache coming on, Lynn meandered lazily into the bedroom and threw Asami Kobayashiself unhappily on the big double bed, her long blonde hair spraying out against the whiteness of the pillow. The breeze from the window was hot, but moving air of any temperature was refreshing, and Asami Kobayashi enjoyed the feeling of the wind caressing Asami Kobayashi lightly clad body. Lynn had the stunning voluptuous figure of a young Greek goddess, and a professional photographer would have immediately noticed that this was an exceptional-looking girl and reached for his camera. The filmy silk nightgown barely hid Asami Kobayashi high-set widely spaced breasts and the flimsy material was translucent, revealing Asami Kobayashi pointed, rosy-tipped nipples. The nightie was tight and form fitted, dutifully following the breathtaking curves of Asami Kobayashi ripely generous figure, flowing over a flat smooth stomach down to full firm thighs and the inviting brown patch of soft pubic hair up between Asami Kobayashi long tapered legs. There was no question about it; this was a woman worth looking at, and men normally took the opportunity to do just that whenever Asami Kobayashi passed their way. But on this hot evening, Lynn's smoothly chiseled features were marred by a frown, and the restless dissatisfaction Asami Kobayashi was feeling showed clearly in Asami Kobayashi large hazel eyes. Lynn could not put her finger exactly on the cause of Asami Kobayashi unhappiness because it seemed that everything that had ever worried and troubled Asami Kobayashi in the past was coming back to haunt her tonight. Why did Matt have to be out of town whenever Asami Kobayashi really needed him to cheer Asami Kobayashi up? On a night like this, they should be mixing drinks, taking cool showers, and making love until they had tired themselves out enough to sleep. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johnstead, Asami Kobayashi was alone and love-making was out of the question for three more days! The voluptuously attractive young wife shook Asami Kobayashi head to drive away the bad thoughts which were tormenting Asami Kobayashi mercilessly and decided to wash her face with cold water. Why did it have to be like this? Other women managed to forget their premarital love affairs, marry good honest men like Matt and then settle down, happy and content for the rest of their lives. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi had only listened to what Asami Kobayashi mother had taught her as a child Asami Kobayashi would never have gotten Asami Kobayashiself involved with a character like Phil Agard to begin with, and Asami Kobayashi would never have learned to be dissatisfied with a fine upstanding individual like Asami Kobayashi husband. Asami Kobayashi should have gone to Asami Kobayashi wedding a virgin and not a slightly used kept woman with remorse for the past and continual worries about the future. Asami Kobayashi washed Asami Kobayashi face without feeling much better for it and returned to Asami Kobayashi bed, knowing in advance that Asami Kobayashi would never be able to get to sleep as long as Asami Kobayashi was in this condition. Small beads of sweat were already forming all over Asami Kobayashi body, and Asami Kobayashi realized instinctively that the evening's heat was only half of the explanation, the other half being too shameful to admit even to Asami Kobayashiself. Asami Kobayashi was aroused, excited! She needed some physical satisfaction, and there was none in sight! Somehow, as the languid, sexually deprived woman sprawled on Asami Kobayashi bed, the thin fabric of Asami Kobayashi shortie nightgown landed high on the flat tantalizing plane of Asami Kobayashi stomach, exposing the softly tempting darkness between Asami Kobayashi slightly spread legs. Beneath the fine flaxen hair of her pubic mound, the warm south wind swept boldly over the thin hair-lined slit of Asami Kobayashi open loins. And it felt good! Asami Kobayashi was so turned on tonight that even the delicate impersonal touch of the wind was sensual, and Asami Kobayashi spread Asami Kobayashi lithe, tapered legs even farther apart, baring the whole moist crevice of her cunt to the hot breeze from the window. Then, with an abrupt gesture, she raised the firmly rounded half-moons of Asami Kobayashi buttocks off the surface of the mattress and slid the nightie up over the rising mounds of Asami Kobayashi breasts. A moment later, Asami Kobayashi removed the gown completely, wanting to let the hot, lust-inciting wind caress Asami Kobayashi totally naked body. Oh, God, what the hell am I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh doing, Asami Kobayashi moaned to Asami Kobayashiself in anguish. A couple of days without my husband, and Asami Kobayashie I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh am, acting like a sex- starved teenager! Lynn, when will you ever grow up? Then, without warning, a terrible temptation swept over Asami Kobayashi. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was something Asami Kobayashi had not done since she had married and something she had sworn Asami Kobayashi would never do again, but she knew even as she battled against it that the temptation was going to win and Asami Kobayashi willpower would lose! Tonight Asami Kobayashi was going to get that old diary out of the desk and retread it again! No sooner had the thought struck Asami Kobayashi mind than Asami Kobayashi was on her feet, finding the key in Asami Kobayashi purse and fitting it deftly to the desk drawer where Asami Kobayashi kept Asami Kobayashi personal papers. Like most romantically inclined young women, Lynn had scrupulously kept a diary during Asami Kobayashi teenage years, recording those very special events like Asami Kobayashi first date, her first kiss, and even Asami Kobayashi first sexual experiences. And even after Asami Kobayashi had gone to work as a secretary at WRT-TV and gotten involved in Asami Kobayashi disastrous love affair with Phil Agard, the president and manager of the television station, Asami Kobayashi had continued to write jotting down what they had said and done to one another during the most intimate moments of their association. Later, when the affair was obviously going sour, Asami Kobayashi had clung to the diary as if it were Asami Kobayashi only friend, confiding everything in the crude vulgar explicit language which Phil himself used and had taught Asami Kobayashi to use. Asami Kobayashi marriage to Matt had brought an end to diary writing, and Asami Kobayashi had told Asami Kobayashiself on her wedding night that all that childish foolishness was now behind Asami Kobayashi forever. Asami Kobayashi had even considered burning the book to prevent Matt from ever stumbling upon this record of sin and degradation, thus finding out just how his innocent little wife behaved before their marriage! But, unfortunately, Asami Kobayashi had never had the courage to burn it and now her hands trembled slightly as Asami Kobayashi held it before Asami Kobayashi for the first time in four years. Asami Kobayashi opened it at random: ... I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh felt my body turning on like an electric light! It didn't hurt any more and there was a strange restless tingle running maddeningly up and down my backbone as he crushed fiercely into me ... all the nerve endings in my body were going off like sirens and my hot gaping little cant felt as if it were going to explode. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh called his name over and over again like a crazy woman and he put his hand over my mouth to keep the neighbors from finding out that my boyfriend was not only a married man but the director of the Television station. Everybody knew Phil and he was always afraid of a scandal! ... And when he really got started, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh was rotating my hips recklessly from side to side, trying to excite him as much as I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could, and deep, deep inside my stretched, battered vagina, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could feel his hard impaling cock stuck all the way up in me like a sword thrust into a Asami Kobayashiath, so far in that the thick red tip of his manhood was rubbing torturously against my cervix. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh never felt so absolutely filled in my entire life and my tender little pussy seemed as though it was being shattered into a thousand pieces! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh treed to hold my shivering, quaking body still and not make a complete fool of myself, but the piteous groans just kept coming out of my mouth, one after another, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh seemed to have lost control over my legs because they were splayed out wildly on either side of his long jerking pole, and my whole body was bucking and heaving like mad. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh couldn't help myself! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was as if he had climbed right up inside my cant! Phil could hardly hide the sadistic grin on his face when he saw that I was coming on like an express train. Phil is cruel, really, because he makes me cum again and again, even after I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm tired, and he makes me lose control of myself completely so that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh end up every evening in bed with him acting like a lust-driven animal instead of an intelligent human being. And it was no different tonight. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could feel the fluttering little muscles inside of my cant starting to palpitate and nibble at his cock the way they do when I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm getting ready to cum and the lips of my convulsing vagina were all dilated and wet while he pumped his hot searing sperm into me so savagely that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh thought he was going to tear me apart. A tear rolled down off Asami Kobayashi cheek and moistened the page Asami Kobayashi was reading as Lynn found Asami Kobayashiself wondering how a well brought-up girl who was supposed to know right from wrong could ever have put pen to paper and written such awful, obscene? disgusting things. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was bad enough to have done what Asami Kobayashi had done with Phil, but to have written about them afterwards! For a moment, Asami Kobayashi almost felt that she now possessed the courage to carry this horribly incriminating document into the bathroom and flush it down the toilet page by page. But instead Asami Kobayashi read on, possessed by a strange masochistic desire to torture Asami Kobayashiself even more, and Asami Kobayashi flipped through a few pages of the diary to read Asami Kobayashi recollections of another passionate steamy night in bed with the television executive who Asami Kobayashi had served as lover and secretary for a torrid six month period. ... Somehow, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll never be able to forget his cock if I live to be a thousand. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht's impossible to describe, but tonight it looked just like an enormous medieval cannon about to fire. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh tried not to look at it, but every time I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh see Phil naked and aroused like that, I can't take my eyes off of his groin, wondering how it is possible for that battering ram to fit up inside my poor tormented body. Every time he throws himself on top of me, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh know it's going to hurt like hell when he comes pounding savagely into me, and every time I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh go ahead and let him do it anyway. Tonight, he was in a real hurry and couldn't be bothered with any of the usual preliminaries ... Without so much as saying hello, he pushed me backwards onto the bed with a kind of snarl and climbed on top of my naked body like a wild animal in the mating season and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could feel his hard chest crushing into the softness of my breasts while he probed between my outstretched legs for the tender hair-covered entrance to my eagerly waiting vagina. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh should have been happy, I suppose, but somehow this perverse brutality excited me so much that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could hardly breathe and I sucked his tongue into my mouth and thrust my pelvis up against him, wanting that long fat penis inside of me like I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh had never wanted it before. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht seems crazy to be writing this down on paper, but suddenly I felt my body was just an enormous cant! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh was a great big unexplored underground cavern that had to be penetrated and Phil was the brave explorer who was going to march inside of me with his whole body and explore every inch of me! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh was going crazy and I almost screamed when I felt the broad, blood-filled tip of his cock jostle against the ragged edges of my vagina, searching impatiently for the opening and teasing the tiny pulsating button of my clitoris. Then he found what he was looking for and shoved! Every time Phil comes skewering into me, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh think he's going to split me in two and tonight it was no different. He brutally flicked his hips forward with that funny sadistic grin he has, knowing that he's hurting me and not caring at all, his long fierce cudgel ramming into me to the hilt, so far and so fast that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could feel his balls slapping against my backside as he stretched the rubbery elastic flesh of my battered abused cant almost to the bursting point. But the pain went away quickly tonight and when it was almost gone, he started sawing in and out of my cruelly stretched pussy as if his life depended upon it. Like always, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh began to lose control all over again, and tingles of happy submission came rushing up and down my backbone. My hips started to grind into the mattress as if I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh wanted to bore a hole in it, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh couldn't keep my silly mouth from babbling obscene dreadful things in his ear, asking him to Suck me harder and deeper, and using other words I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't even bring myself to write down on paper. Before I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could get my wits together, sparks started to fly and it happened to me, like always. The moment I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh felt his fat muscular cock get stiff and hard, and the hot sticky cum start pouring into me, filling me to the brim, a thousand Any sparks seemed to go floating merrily all through my body. My strength disappeared and he creamed into me like a madman while I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh lay moaning on the bed, with my legs curled tightly around his back. Lynn found Asami Kobayashiself blushing furiously almost as if Asami Kobayashi were reading these shameful phrases aloud to a group of Asami Kobayashi friends and the young wife looked around Asami Kobayashi empty bedroom in fright, half expecting to see her quiet, mild mannered husband sitting in his easy chair next to the bed and demanding an explanation. No, there was no question about it, Asami Kobayashi told herself with an effort to firmness, it was too dangerous to leave this book in existence. Matt was hardly the type to go prying through Asami Kobayashi private things, but if he should happen some day to discover these words, it would be all over between them. Perhaps their marriage had been a little dull sexually as far as Lynn was concerned, but Matt seemed to be satisfied and happy; and Asami Kobayashi knew that his sense of morality and decency would never permit him to live together with a woman who was capable of writing such depraved unholy words as these. The book had to be destroyed! Nakedly, the young wife walked to the bathroom, now determined to burn the diary page by page and flush the ashes down the toilet so that her descriptions of the last orgies with Phil Agard would be gone forever and a whole shameful chapter of Asami Kobayashi life would be erased completely. Asami Kobayashi perched on the edge of the tub and balanced the diary on one naked knee with a book of matches on the other. Trying to keep Asami Kobayashi courage up, Asami Kobayashi tore out the first few pages and set them ablaze, choking a little on the thick smoke which immediately filled the bathroom and trying not to yield to the overpowering temptation to read any more of this record of degeneracy and sin. Tears running freely down Asami Kobayashi cheeks, Asami Kobayashi resolutely burned Asami Kobayashi way through the entire six months of her affair with the TV executive, keeping the book upside down so that Asami Kobayashi eyes could not accidentally pick up some stray phrase or passage which might set Asami Kobayashi off again. Then Asami Kobayashi came to the last entry, the one she had written after Asami Kobayashi last meeting with Phil, the night before Asami Kobayashi had accepted Asami Kobayashi husband's offer of marriage. Asami Kobayashi had to see it one more time and Asami Kobayashi knew that rereading what had happened between them one last time would give Asami Kobayashi the moral strength Asami Kobayashi needed to go ahead and finish the job. Asami Kobayashi fingers trembled as Asami Kobayashi held the last remaining pages up to the bathroom light. Phil came by after work as promised. He has always been a little rough with me, but actually it was part of the attraction, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't deny that usually it excites me. But lately he has been growing ... how should I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh say it? ... a little perverse, wanting me to do certain things that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could never force myself to do. It's bad enough having a love affair with a married man, but Phil seems to want things from me that no decent woman would do, even with Asami Kobayashi own husband. Tonight it was worse than ever. He never even gave me time to undress, and when I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh protested the fact that he was ripping my clothes to shreds, he hit me across the mouth, hard, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh still have a red mark there. Then he said that he was tired of messing around and told me that a man like him needed some real action once in a while. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh was so upset that I began to cry and he grabbed me by the arms and forced me down on my knees in front of him. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh was shaking so badly I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh thought I was going to fall on my face, but I managed to get hold of myself, thinking he was only a little drunk, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh hung onto his legs while he undressed. His penis was already erected, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh had never seen it so close before. There were long blue veins on the underside, running all of the way from the thick black pats h of pubic hair around the thick shaft of his cock out to the red, blood-engorged bulbous gland which was swinging menacingly only inches from my parted lips. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh felt his hands in my hair, pulling me steadily closer and he kept telling me to open my mouth ... I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh didn't quite understand, but there was a horrible suspicion forming in the back of my mind, a horrible desperate fear that perhaps he wanted me to take his penis into my mouth! Then it came to me in a flash and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh suddenly understood that Phil wanted me to suck him! He wanted to use my mouth as a receptacle for his vile thick sperm. And in the same instant I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh knew that this was something I could never do, not in a million years. Phil Agard had dragged me far enough down into the gutter with him, but there were still some remnants of a decent woman left in me, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh got all my strength together and pulled away from him, screaming like a mad-woman. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John surprise, he let go of my hair, and I locked myself in the bathroom and sat on the toilet sobbing. He swore at me through the door and left ... Tomorrow, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm going to tell Matt Langley that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll marry him. I don't really love Matt, but it's the only way out. And when Asami Kobayashi had finished the last page, Lynn was suddenly glad she had done it, because the events of that last horrible night with the TV executive reminded Asami Kobayashi clearly what a beast Agard really was and how right she had been to decide to leave him and marry a decent man. Asami Kobayashi ripped the final page into tiny shreds and threw them in the toilet, watching the fragments of Asami Kobayashi past life whirl around in circles as it disappeared down the drain. But somehow when it was all over, the girl felt no particular sensation of relief. All the written evidence of Asami Kobayashi evil past destroyed, she walked back into the bedroom, still naked, and threw Asami Kobayashiself again on the bed, Asami Kobayashi long tapered legs slightly parted and her arms cast out on either side of Asami Kobayashi in the classical position of abandon. The scene would have been an exciting one had there been someone there to enjoy it, for the position of Asami Kobayashi arms caused Lynn's heavy rounded breasts to protrude more than usual, standing up free and proud as she gazed at Asami Kobayashiself in the mirror at the foot of the bed. Asami Kobayashi mind still occupied with thoughts of the shame of Asami Kobayashi past life, her hands crept almost unnoticed down to Asami Kobayashi turgid little nipples, and without realizing what Asami Kobayashi was doing, the love starved young wife began to massage Asami Kobayashi own lushly ripened breasts, touching the rose-colored buds of Asami Kobayashi-nipples until they became hard and erect, and pointed at the ceiling like twin artillery pieces ready to fire. Even as the proper moralistic part of Asami Kobayashi brain began to tell Asami Kobayashi that this was ridiculous for a grown married woman, one of Asami Kobayashi hands stealthily left the soft mounds of her breasts, creeping slowly across the flat plane of Asami Kobayashi tautly smooth stomach into her moistly heated vaginal crevice. A concealed witness to this depraved scene would have observed Asami Kobayashier wanton desire flooding into Lynn's eyes as one outstretched finger trembled hesitantly over the thin pink slit of Asami Kobayashi restlessly twitching cunt. People are often good at preventing themselves from thinking about exactly what they are doing, and Lynn purposely tried to concentrate on something else, hoping to trick Asami Kobayashiself into forgetting about what her hands were really doing to that super-sensitive place up between Asami Kobayashi legs. Deliberately focusing Asami Kobayashi thoughts on the comparative happiness Asami Kobayashi had found with Asami Kobayashi simple, religious-minded husband, her sensuous hips began to grind inexorably into the mattress as Asami Kobayashi sexual arousal grew more demanding and insistent by the second. The young blonde-haired woman sighed deeply as electric sparks seemed to be jumping from the ragged hair-lined edges of Asami Kobayashi delicately pulsating vagina to Asami Kobayashi fingers, and her breath quickened noticeably as Asami Kobayashi stimulated the tiny pink button of Asami Kobayashi clitoris, rubbing her index finger over it slowly and sensuously as Asami Kobayashi deliberately excited Asami Kobayashiself to greater and greater heights of physical passion, knowing in Asami Kobayashi heart that the situation was now out of control and that Asami Kobayashi simply did not have the moral courage to stop this evil impure business. Lynn writhed and moaned as if Asami Kobayashi were being ravaged by some ghostly invisible lover, Asami Kobayashi creamy white legs now skewered wildly apart and Asami Kobayashi fingers boldly invading the throbbing wet orifice of Asami Kobayashi cunt, stroking the cock-hungry crevice into a maddening burning state which seemed to be consuming Asami Kobayashi insides. With her extended middle finger Asami Kobayashi actively stroked the glistening pink clitoris until the sensitive pleasure center swelled up in agitation, doubling in size and tingling as if it were about to explode like a miniature time bomb. There was no stopping Asami Kobayashi now, and the orgasm Asami Kobayashi needed so badly came closer by the minute, attacking Asami Kobayashi lust-wracked body like a swarm of voracious locusts settling on a rich green field. The mounting passion could be read even in Asami Kobayashi normally serene face, now contorted into an unrecognizable mask of lust, and Asami Kobayashi chanted softly to Asami Kobayashiself as she energetically lathered Asami Kobayashiself into a state of furious ecstasy. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was just around the corner, only needing a few more deft touches to bring it on like an express train, and the half-demented girl had three fingers inside of Asami Kobayashi vaginal cavity now as the orgiastic fluid gushed out of Asami Kobayashi wetly pulsating cunt, dampening the Asami Kobayashiet below her and filling the room with its pungent distinctive odor. Another touch, another caress and .... The doorbell rang! "Oh Christ!" Asami Kobayashi groaned in agony, feeling the release she wanted so badly start to slip away from Asami Kobayashi, slowly but surely. The doorbell sounded again insistently. Lynn lay still for a few seconds cursing this late intruder whomever he might be. and then darted for the bathroom to mop away most of the moisture from Asami Kobayashi inner thighs before slipping hastily into Asami Kobayashi dressing gown. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was nearly midnight? she remarked to Asami Kobayashiself. Who could possibly be visiting her at this hour? Pulling the thin clinging dressing gown over Asami Kobayashi nakedness, the young blonde darted barefoot to the door, making sure that the safety chain Was attached before Asami Kobayashi undid the lock. "Who is it?" Asami Kobayashi called fearfully, a recognizable tremor in Asami Kobayashi voice. "It's Phil, honey," came the relaxed, easy tones of the television executive who was Asami Kobayashi husband's present boss and her former lover. "Phil?" Asami Kobayashi responded in alarm. "But Phil ... I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh thought ... that is, we made a deal when I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh married Matt that you wouldn't bother me ... it's all over between us ... you know ..." "Will you stop babbling and let me in?" the producer laughed casually. "I didn't stop by for romance, sweetie, because I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've got other fish to try as far as that's concerned these days. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm in a jam and I need your help on a professional basis, so stop acting like a virgin in an ivory tower and let me in! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johsn't Matt around?" "You sent him to cover that football game on the Coast," Lynn snapped as Asami Kobayashi undid the safety chain and stepped back to admit him into Asami Kobayashi home, "and you know perfectly well he isn't Asami Kobayashie." "Oh yeah, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'd forgotten," Agard replied insincerely as he walked into the room and let his eyes run lecherously over the girl's voluptuously ripened body, Asami Kobayashi splendid, lust-inciting figure clearly traced beneath the thin clinging fabric of Asami Kobayashi dressing gown. "Hmmmmmmm, looks to me like you're dressed for action pigeon! You got another visitor, maybe?" Lynn Langley blushed in righteous anger at this lewd suggestion, pulling the inadequate garment around Asami Kobayashi as tightly as Asami Kobayashi could in a vain attempt to hide the contours of Asami Kobayashi feverishly aroused body from the man's practiced eye. "I'm alone," Asami Kobayashi retorted flatly, struggling to keep Asami Kobayashi composure. "Is there any law against sleeping in the nude on a hot night?" "None that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh know of, baby," smiled Phil, settling himself uninvited into an easy chair and lighting a cigarette without taking the trouble even to offer Asami Kobayashi one. "What do you want, Phil?" Asami Kobayashi insisted, standing over him uneasily. "If one of the neighbors saw you coming Asami Kobayashie tonight, there could be a scandal. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've got a nice life with Matt now, and I don't want ..." "Relax, pussycats and let me look at you," Agard drawled with vulgar self-confidence. "Goddamn, you're as beautiful now as you were the last time I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh had you flat on your back! You weren't so nervous about my visits then, as I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh recall, and as a matter of fact, I always had the impression you looked forward to them. How about a quickie for old time's sake?" 'No!!!!!" Asami Kobayashi found Asami Kobayashiself saying although in the back of her mind another voice was saying "Yes!" with approximately the same intensity. You mustn't get involved with this man again, Asami Kobayashi warned Asami Kobayashiself. He couldn't care less about you or your husband or your marriage! Matt would find out and the whole world would come to an end as far as you were concerned. "You said you had some business, Phil," Asami Kobayashi told him, making a supreme effort to keep Asami Kobayashi voice level and controlled. "Why don't you tell me what it is. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm very tired and want to get a good night's sleep tonight." Lynn knew perfectly well that Asami Kobayashi was in no position to order this man out of Asami Kobayashi house. Not only was he Matt's boss and in a position to keep Asami Kobayashi husband from ever working in television again, but Asami Kobayashi lived in continual fear that he would open his big mouth and tell Matt exactly what kind of a girl he had married, thereby ruining Asami Kobayashi marriage. "Okay, baby, although I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh see a couple of perky little tits underneath that robe that keep sending me messages that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't ignore. But the thing is this: we're shooting a television video-tape tonight at the studio, and one of the extras just called in sick. Everything's set to start taping at one o'clock, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh hate like hell to start re-scheduling things at this stage of the game." "And what do I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh have to do?" inquired Lynn, a little puzzled by all of this. "Just stand in for the extra. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll pay you the going rate." "I don't understand," Asami Kobayashi confessed unhappily, not liking something about the situation, but unable to put Asami Kobayashi finger on exactly what was worrying Asami Kobayashi. "You know perfectly well I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm not an actress, and why are you shooting a film at one o'clock at night?" Agard smiled easily and shook his head like an adult being asked to explain something to a simple-minded child. "You don't have to act, sweetheart," he assured Asami Kobayashi. "The girl who copped out on me was just an extra. All you have to do is stand there for a couple of hours and look beautiful. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht's an oriental scene and you're a slave girl who waits next to the queen. And we're shooting at night because it's quiet, and we can work without being disturbed all the time. Any more questions?" Chapter 2 Lynn had said no adamantly, but Phil was a hard person to turn down. He had quickly found a way to remind Asami Kobayashi subtly that her marital happiness depended entirely on his keeping his big mouth shut about their wild life together prior to Asami Kobayashi marriage, and Lynn realized that in the long run Asami Kobayashi had very little choice. He had given Asami Kobayashi five minutes to dress while he smoked quietly in the living room and then bundled Asami Kobayashi into his car and driven rapidly to the studio. From the outside, everything seemed dark and deserted, since WRT-TV went off the air at twelve-thirty, but once inside, the young and frightened woman found that the studio was alive with activity. Most of the technicians were men Asami Kobayashi had gotten to know slightly during the six months Asami Kobayashi had worked as Phil's secretary. Most of them seemed to be surprised to see Asami Kobayashi for some reason, and one older man who had always seemed like the grandfather type lewdly pinched Asami Kobayashi bottom as Asami Kobayashi walked by him. "Why's everybody acting so strange?" Asami Kobayashi questioned Asami Kobayashi former boss, but the executive was busy and he had neither the time nor the patience to get involved in lengthy explanations. "Jon!" he called across the studio to a tall, gaunt, sour-faced individual who worked as the studio's make-up man. "Lynn's going to stand in for Millie! Get Asami Kobayashi squared away, will you? Asami Kobayashi can share a dressing room with Kelly." "Is Kelly in the movie?" Lynn inquired with surprise. Kelly Agard was an attractive woman in Asami Kobayashi early thirties, certainly good looking enough to be a professional actress, but this was the first time that Lynn had heard of Agard's wife actually playing a role in a video-film. But the producer had no time for discussions at the moment, and he waved Asami Kobayashi in the general direction of the dressing rooms and turned to confer with the video-tapes director, a squat, mean looking man named Lenny who scowled at the world with an ugly cigar protruding from one corner of his mouth. The longer Asami Kobayashi thought about it, the stranger this whole situation was, and Lynn found Asami Kobayashiself growing more and more suspicious as Asami Kobayashi walked across the set to the dressing rooms with Jon at Asami Kobayashi side. For one thing, she remembered, WRT-TV did not usually get involved with taping its own shows; the national networks in New York supplied most of the tapes they used except for sports, news, interviews with local politicians, and an occasional cultural program featuring a boring academic speaker from the university. Yet the set which had been erected was obviously intended for a drama of some kind, and Phil had said something about shooting an oriental scene with slave girls. Very strange! "Why, Lynn, how good to see you, darling," called Kelly Agard as Lynn timidly entered the spacious but cluttered dressing room. The young woman had always been shy and ill at ease with Kelly because of Asami Kobayashi former love affair with this woman's husband. Phil had once said that Kelly knew all about it and didn't mind, but Lynn had not believed him. "It's nice to see you, Mrs. Agard," the young wife responded politely, studying the well-built brunette as Asami Kobayashi took a seat and fumbled nervously through Asami Kobayashi handbag for a cigarette. "I didn't know you were an actress." "Oh well, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't know how much acting talent you need to do this kind of thing, honey. Mostly it's a question of having the body for it. And incidentally, please don't call me 'Mrs. Agard' anymore. Now that we're both in the same business, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh think that just plain 'Kelly' will do nicely. Actually I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm amazed that Phil was able to talk you into coming down Asami Kobayashie tonight." This strange conversation was making the young blonde more confused by the minute. A good body--which Kelly certainly did have--was obviously important for an actress but then so was acting skill! Anyway why should "Now, slave, now!" Asami Kobayashi groaned, giving the impression of being half out of Asami Kobayashi mind with unsatisfied lust, and covering the actor's handsome face with wet hungry kisses while Asami Kobayashi anxiously grinding pelvis ground inexorably into his. Obviously, Asami Kobayashi could wait no longer. The sex- maddened woman reached down abruptly between their two straining bodies, and Asami Kobayashi caught his thick tormenting cock in a death-grip, hauling it forcibly between the hair-lined lips of Asami Kobayashi hotly moistened cuntal opening and driving it into Asami Kobayashi almost against her will. There was no question about it; Kelly was still the queen, and Asami Kobayashi still possessed the power to make this particular slave do what Asami Kobayashi wanted. But by this point, Rick was beyond resistance. Accepting the inevitable with a cheerful grin, he crashed forward with a violence that made Lynn tremble, and both of the actors simultaneously were forced to groan aloud as Kelly's warm, elastic-like Asami Kobayashiath slipped wetly around the pulsating hard shaft of his rock-like penis. A real professional at this kind of lewd exhibition, Kelly had achieved extraordinary control over the internal muscles of Asami Kobayashi cunt, and Asami Kobayashi was able to adapt herself easily to a man of almost any size. Rick's massively thick cock was unusually big, in fact, he was gigantic as far as Kelly was concerned, but actors selected for this kind of work were normally larger than average, and the 'queen' was accustomed to handling heavy duty equipment, squeezing back at the young actor fiercely and attempting to give as good as Asami Kobayashi got. The actor's long bulbous cock raced up through the already lubricated passageway of Asami Kobayashi heatedly throbbing vagina, sliding easily through the soft yielding tissue as he thrust himself forward with the determination to bury his manhood in Asami Kobayashi narrow clasping hole with one bone-jarring brutalizing push. Lynn shuddered involuntarily as Asami Kobayashi observed this wildly erotic and indecent scene, hearing Rick's heavy hair-covered balls slap brutally against the upturned, unprotected flesh of the actress's ass. Asami Kobayashi was hopelessly skewered like a chicken on a spit, and for a moment, the tables had now been completely turned. The queen was no longer in charge of what was going on, and the slave was proving with a vengeance that he was man enough to be free. My Lord, he's actually fucking Asami Kobayashi, thought Lynn, blushing a little as Asami Kobayashi found Asami Kobayashiself slipping into Phil's vile vulgar vocabulary and using the obscene word in Asami Kobayashi head. There's no question about it, Asami Kobayashi realized, this is going to be absolutely pornographic! But who ever heard of a pornographic video-tape? Where on earth could you sell such a thing? Lynn kept telling Asami Kobayashiself to be calm and collected, but this entire sordid experience was upsetting Asami Kobayashi profoundly, and her eyes widened with dismay as Asami Kobayashi watched Rick's hard, relentless instrument rhythmically appearing and disappearing between Kelly's lasciviously widespread thighs. Wondering how Asami Kobayashi even dared think such a vile thought, the young wife tried to imagine what it would be like to be taken brutally and publicly in this fashion, fucked half-to-death by a perfect stranger while a gang of lewd television technicians stood around and watched. To Asami Kobayashi eternal shock, Asami Kobayashi found that the idea excited her enormously, even though Asami Kobayashi was naturally scandalized at the same time with the degeneracy and perversity of what Kelly was doing. Asami Kobayashi tried to discipline Asami Kobayashi wandering mind, but her self-control had been weakened by the quantity of alcohol Asami Kobayashi had imbibed, and helplessly she found Asami Kobayashiself mentally changing places with the actress, stretching out naked on the floor to allow the lusty performer to pummel and pound Asami Kobayashi mercilessly just as he was doing to Phil's nakedly writhing wife. Kelly was moaning constantly and Lynn began to suspect that this was not one hundred percent acting simply for the benefit of the cameras. No woman alive, no matter what the circumstances, could have taken that amount of lewd and unnatural stimulation for this period of time without eventually surrendering and becoming aroused. No, those cries and mewls of pleasure and submission were too real to be simulated for a TV camera. Kelly Agard was becoming more fiercely turned on by the minute. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuck it! Fuck it harder!" the brunette groaned, muttering all the filthy obscene words that came to mind as Asami Kobayashi raced towards Asami Kobayashi climax. The actor never gave her a moment to recover, thrusting into Asami Kobayashi with all the strength in his tawny unrelenting body. "I'm cummmmmmming!" Kelly gasped suddenly like a woman announcing a history-making event. "I'm cumming!" Asami Kobayashi repeated a second time, almost as if Asami Kobayashi were talking to Asami Kobayashiself, or trying to convince them of some incredible fact. Asami Kobayashi mouth was wide open with ecstatic abandon and instinctively Asami Kobayashi pulled Asami Kobayashi thighs even further back, offering up to the savagely fucking actor the whole of Asami Kobayashi pink, wetly clasping vaginal slit like some strange pagan sacrifice. A trickle of saliva dripped lewdly from the woman's open mouth and Asami Kobayashi eyes seemed to wander around the room, unseeing and glazed, as if Asami Kobayashi were drugged. Lynn could hardly bring Asami Kobayashiself to believe that all this was really true and a horrified shudder ran through Asami Kobayashi aroused body as Asami Kobayashi watched the older woman race up to the heights of an incredibly powerful orgasm. A virtual scream escaped from Kelly's lips as the spasm shook Asami Kobayashi nakedly voluptuous frame, and Rick had to struggle to hold onto Asami Kobayashi abandonedly writhing body as the violent climax shook the woman's heart and soul. Nor was the actor far behind Asami Kobayashi. Despite the fact that he had given his all just a few minutes before, the excitement of the situation had re- charged his sexual batteries, and the tough internal muscles of Asami Kobayashi wildly milking cunt clamped down on his rampaging cock, forcing him to cry out as the hot fiery cum began spurting into the hidden untouched recesses of Asami Kobayashi womb. A sudden hush fell over the room as he creamed into Asami Kobayashi with all his might, practically bending the sweat-drenched woman in two as he labored over Asami Kobayashi, trying to make this a cum Asami Kobayashi would remember all her life. Kelly's legs went limp all of a sudden, and a cry of total happiness and relief issued sensuously from Asami Kobayashi lips. Rick groaned his way through the last seconds Of his orgasm and then collapsed on top of Asami Kobayashi, his body completely spent. "Cut!" yelled Lenny, the director, chomping on a fresh cigar as he signaled the cameramen to switch off their machines. "Looked real good, kids," he told Kelly and Rick, who were now gradually disengaging their tired bodies from one another. Lynn relaxed a little, Asami Kobayashi mind in a blur and Asami Kobayashi eyes watching Rick's slowly deflating cock gradually withdrawing from Kelly's battered and bruised body. The trembling young wife continued to stare at the penis, now soft and glistening. Suddenly, Asami Kobayashi realized that the director was talking to Asami Kobayashi. "You did okay for a non-professional, baby," he was assuring Asami Kobayashi. 'You got a good body and a lot of facial expression! We can use you again if you feel like picking up some spare change. See ya around." Lynn looked at him blankly for a moment and nodded dumbly, even though Asami Kobayashi had no intention of ever coming anywhere near this studio again as long as Asami Kobayashi lived. Rick rolled off of Kelly's voluptuous body and sat up rubbing his stomach. "All that fucking makes me hungry," he announced, as if nothing had happened. Chapter 3 "Gosh, it's good to be home!" Matt exclaimed contentedly as he relaxed in the big comfortable chair by the fire, sipping his favorite drink, a tall glass of cold milk. "Mind you, there's nothing I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh like better than covering a sports event, but day after day of living out of suitcases can get a fellow down after awhile " "How was the game, dear?" Lynn inquired politely, privately wishing that they had some liquor in the house so that Asami Kobayashi could mix Asami Kobayashiself a strong drink. Sometimes Matt's anti-booze morality got on Asami Kobayashi nerves, and if Asami Kobayashi was going to have to listen to an evening of talk about sports-- about which Lynn cared little or nothing--a shot would certainly be useful. But there was no stopping him once he got started, and the dutiful young wife put Asami Kobayashi chin on her hands and forced a bright interested smile onto Asami Kobayashi pretty face. "The game was good, but to me winning or losing isn't the important thing," explained Matt seriously. "What impresses me is the scope of the sports program they have going for those kids out on the coast. All the students in this one school participate in some athletic activity whether they want to or not, and it's an excellent way of keeping them off the streets and out of trouble. Besides, athletics teaches a young person about the really important things in life: a sense of fair-play, honesty, team work and cleanliness in mind and body! Why one of the coaches told me that before the school system started this intensive program, they were having real programs with pre-marital sex among the high school students, incredible as it may seem. The teachers naturally did their best to explain that sex before marriage was unholy and immoral, but it was a losing game. But now, with everybody working their heads off after school on one of the school teams, they feel that the kids are too exhausted to have much energy left for these terrible sexual things. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht's been a real triumph!" Lynn tried to smile enthusiastically at the thought of healthy boys and girls expending their sexual energies by playing football or running cross-country track, but somehow this whole conversation was depressing her. How naive could you be? Did Matt really think that they were going to be able to stamp out sex with a sports program? The result would more likely be that the kids would get so healthy as a result of all this physical education that they would want sex more than ever! But Asami Kobayashi knew better than to argue the point with Asami Kobayashi husband. Matt was a man of the old school, a tough, bible-quoting, church attending moralist, who sincerely believed that sexual relations should wait until after the marriage ceremony, and that adultery was the worst sin in the book. And Lynn had to agree with him intellectually, but emotionally somehow Asami Kobayashi sensed that there ought to be more to life than tiring yourself out with a baseball to avoid temptations of the flesh. A shudder of horror ran through Asami Kobayashi temptingly lithe body as Asami Kobayashi imagined what would have happened had Matt ever gotten wind of Phil Agard's little after hours activity. Agard would not have to fire him because Matt would certainly quit on the spot, which would be a shame because jobs were he hard to find these days and WRT-TV gave him the opportunity to do just what he liked doing best. "Do you like my new nightie, darling?" Asami Kobayashi inquired, hoping to get his mind off athletics and onto sex. After all, they were married now, and even Matt's stern sense of right and wrong did not exclude love-making between married people. To give him the opportunity of becoming aroused, she jumped off the couch and pirouetted in front of him, letting the hem of the nightie whirl temptingly through the air and exposing for a split second the rich brown softness of Asami Kobayashi pubic hair and the glowing, velvet- textured flesh of Asami Kobayashi thighs. Matt had come home the day after that wildly degenerate evening at the television studio, but he had been too tired himself to do much more than go straight to sleep. He was scheduled to leave again on another trip in a few more days, and Lynn was determined that Asami Kobayashi was going to get the physical satisfaction she needed or die in the attempt. "Yeah, it's real pretty," Matt conceded without displaying any real interest. "I'll be headed down to Saint Louis for the pro game in a couple of days, and 1 can pick up some clothes for you if you'll give me a list of what you want" I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could tell you what I want, thought the girl darkly, but you can't give it to me in Saint Louis! However, Asami Kobayashi kept Asami Kobayashi thoughts to herself and tried to get the conversation going again. "Why are you on the road so much these days, lover?" Lynn inquired, this time with genuine interest. "At first you used to go away a couple of times a month at the most, and now you've got a whole schedule of trips lined up for you." "Dunno," admitted Matt in honest puzzlement. "When I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh got back from the coast Mr. Agard told me that he was very enthusiastic about my stuff and he wanted me to cover every important sporting event West of the Mississippi from now on, and with an unlimited travel budget. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh guess he figures that interest in sports is really big in this area and my stuff will keep everybody tuned to WRT-TV. But I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm not complaining." "I am," asserted Lynn stubbornly. "You'll be away from home more often than you're Asami Kobayashie. What am I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh supposed to do in the meantime?" "I thought maybe you could join the women's auxiliary organization down at the church?" Matt proposed with simple sincerity. "They do charity work and have teas once a week and a lot of interesting things like that." Oh God, that's just what I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh need, the dissatisfied young wife groaned internally, but Asami Kobayashi vowed to Asami Kobayashiself that she was going to make this marriage work one way or another, and Asami Kobayashi firmly resolved that she would call the chairwoman of the charity group in the morning and offer Asami Kobayashi services. "There's even a bible study group you could join ..." continued Matt seriously, "and ..." Mercifully, the phone rang. "Why don't you get it, hon?" suggested Matt tiredly. "My legs are tuckered out." Lynn nodded and ambled into the bedroom where the phone was located, thinking that it was probably one of Asami Kobayashi friends proposing a bridge game or something equally boring. "Hello?" "Lynn, this is Phil," came the voice. "Oh, hi Phil," Asami Kobayashi replied, caught a little off-guard, and not sure whether Asami Kobayashi husband could hear her or not. "Just a minute and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll call ...." "I don't want to talk to hubby," Agard laughed mysteriously. "I've got another job for you baby." "I don't want another job," Asami Kobayashi hissed into the phone. "You tricked me the other night, but that was the last time. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't ever want to have anything more to do with your dirty business." "Oh, really?" drawled Agard self-confidently. "Wouldn't you even like to see the video-tape we did the night you were with us?" "No!!!!" Asami Kobayashi retorted vehemently. "Never." "That's a pity because the shots of you came out particularly well," commented the television executive evilly. "But perhaps Matt would enjoy seeing it? We're having a preview tonight for some friends, and once he hears that his little wife is an actress ..." "Phil, you can't tell Matt," Asami Kobayashi gasped in horror, knowing full well that Asami Kobayashi husband would divorce her on the spot if he learned that Asami Kobayashi had been involved in something like this. "Sure I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can, baby?" sneered Agard. "Just pass me to Matt and I'll explain how you helped us out when Millie got sick. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm sure he'd enjoy seeing you in that cute little costume you wore, even if it was a little bit revealing ..." Lynn felt a sickening feeling sweeping over Asami Kobayashi as Asami Kobayashi listened to her former boyfriend hint what he was prepared to do to enforce Asami Kobayashi continued cooperation. This was blackmail. "Please ..." Asami Kobayashi begged him piteously, hating to humble Asami Kobayashiself in front of this man, but knowing that Asami Kobayashi had no other choice. "Please don't tell Matt!" "Well, baby, we'll have to think about that," Agard laughed. "Meanwhile, let's talk about this new role. The distributor saw the finished version of Kelly's film and you caught his eye. He wants us to experiment with a video-tape sequel with you as the lead, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh think that it's worth a try." "But Phil," Asami Kobayashi pleaded, desperately worried that Matt could be overhearing enough of this conversation to make him suspicious. "You know I've had no acting experience not to mention the sex part which I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh just couldn't do, even if I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh wanted to ..." "Listen, sweetheart, leave the worrying to me. We've got a plot worked out where your inexperience as an actress won't make any difference." "Phil, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh cannot and will not do it!" Asami Kobayashi told him? trying to make her voice sound as firm and unyielding as possible. "Okay, sweetie, then pass me to Matt, won't you? I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh want to invite him to that screening." Lynn felt a sinking defeated feeling in Asami Kobayashi bones that told her clearly that Agard had Asami Kobayashi over a barrel. Asami Kobayashi only chance to save her marriage now was to make some kind of agreement with him. "Look, can't we at least talk about it?" Asami Kobayashi offered, hoping for some kind of compromise. "Sure honey, we can talk all you want," Agard agreed in a friendly fashion. "Your hubby's going out of town the day after tomorrow. On your way back from the airport stop in and see me." "Goddamn you to hell, Agard!" Asami Kobayashi swore at him furiously. "I hate you for this!" "Ciao, beautiful," he laughed at Asami Kobayashi contemptuously, not particularly caring whether Asami Kobayashi hated him or not. "See you the day after tomorrow." "Fuck you!" Asami Kobayashi cursed into the telephone as he hung up, wishing she could think of something stronger. "Who was that, darling?" called Matt from the living room. Obviously, he had overheard nothing. "One of the ladies from that charity organization," Asami Kobayashi lied, thinking fast. "They want me to do some work for them while you're out of town." "Good idea," approved Asami Kobayashi husband. "Keep you out of mischief." * * * "I think we're gonna have trouble," grumbled the director morosely as he glanced across the room at Lynn, who was chatting nervously with Kelly and sipping Asami Kobayashi third drink of the evening. "That broad ain't never gonna buy this screwing business." Phil Agard smiled patronizingly at the short squat cigar smoking director, shaking his head in disagreement. "Lenny, you've got to use your head in this business," he lectured. "First, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've told Lynn that as a special favor to Asami Kobayashi all the hard sex is going to be simulated for this film, so Asami Kobayashi thinks she is just going to have to pretend to fuck and not do the real thing." "You're outa your mind!" exploded the director angrily. "How am I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh supposed to do a decent tape if I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't go in with camera for a close-up every now and then? You might get away with something like that on regular film, but video-tape is too damn precise!" "Cool it, Lenny, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm way ahead of you," replied the television producer soothingly. "Of course it won't really be simulated, but by the time that dumb broad finds out what the score is, it'll be too late for her to do anything about it. Okay, now let's review the scene. How do you see it shaping up?" The director still seemed to have his doubts? but Agard was the boss, so he controlled his irritation and outlined the scene as he envisioned it. "Okay, we decided this was gonna be a sequel to the last film, right? Kelly and Asami Kobayashi slave boy have just finished fucking, but the queen really wants to humiliate Rick, so Asami Kobayashi decides to have his little slave girlfriend raped right in front of him, and if he protests, Asami Kobayashi'll have his balls chopped off, so he has to stand there and take it. Asami Kobayashi calls two other slaves, and they come in and work Lynn over and that's it." "Good, now as you see, Lynn's role in this film is that of an unwilling victim who doesn't want all this to happen to Asami Kobayashi. So her natural reaction when Asami Kobayashi discovers that she's going to be raped will be perfect for the scene we're trying to create. The more Asami Kobayashi screams and protests, the more realistic it'll seem on tape. Get it?" A look of grudging admiration came into the director's eyes as he realized the cleverness of Agard's scheme. "Boss, sometimes I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh gotta hand it to you," he admitted reluctantly. "What did you tell the broad, just so we can keep our stories straight?" "I just explained that we were going to pick up where the other scene leaves off," answered Phil easily. "And when the queen orders the other two slaves to go to work on Asami Kobayashi, they're going to climb on top and pretend to rape Asami Kobayashi." "She didn't object to appearing naked?" wondered Lenny. "She probably would, but Asami Kobayashi doesn't know that's going to be involved," Agard laughed cruelly. "She thinks Asami Kobayashi's going to be able to keep Asami Kobayashi little slave girl costume on for the whole bit." "Boy, has Asami Kobayashi got some surprises ahead of Asami Kobayashi," chuckled Lenny sadistically. "Sure hope Asami Kobayashi doesn't run to the police afterwards." "Not a chance," the producer assured him. "I've got Asami Kobayashi blackmailed about six ways by now. Let's get going!" * * * "Honestly, honey, there's nothing to it!" Kelly Agard was explaining to the nervous young woman as the two of them entered their dressing room where Jon awaited them in his usual nasty mood. "Here, let me freshen your drink." Lynn nodded dumbly and decided that getting a little bit tight was probably the best strategy for getting through this terrible experience in one piece. "After all," Kelly continued, a convincing soothing tone in Asami Kobayashi voice. "You don't have to do what I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh did, and you won't even be asked to take off your clothing. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht's practically no different from appearing in a regular film." "As soon as you've finished with your pep talk, can we get this make- up on?" wondered Jon acidly, impatient as always. "You, get your clothes off!" "I thought I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh didn't have to!" protested Lynn already fearing that Asami Kobayashi had been deceived. "You don't baby," explained the technician with irritation in his voice. "You wear the same costume you had the last time. But the camera's going to be on you this time, and it's important that we get the body make-up on you right. Come on, get naked, will ya? We ain't got all night!" Deciding that it was useless to argue anymore, Lynn shyly turned Asami Kobayashi back on the make-up man and began nervously getting undressed throwing Asami Kobayashi garments one by one over the back of a chair while Kelly Agard watched Asami Kobayashi with an amused smile. Asami Kobayashi stopped when Asami Kobayashi was clad merely in a pair of white nylon panties and Asami Kobayashi brassiere, glancing furtively at Jon to see if this would satisfy him. "Come on, baby, this isn't a girl scout camp," objected the impatient make-up man. "Do you plan on cooperating or not?" Numbly nodding, the unhappy girl reached behind Asami Kobayashi and removed her brassiere, freeing the ripely sensuous mounds of Asami Kobayashi breasts from their confinement I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf the sight of Asami Kobayashi lust-inciting brown nipples swollen a little from the excitement of the occasion, made any impression on Jon, he gave no sign of it; instead, he went busily to work with a tube of body make-up which he expertly began spreading over Asami Kobayashi smooth white skin. First, he worked it into Asami Kobayashi back and thighs, yanking down her nylon panties with the impatience of a doctor while he ran his hands lightly over the soft twin globes of Asami Kobayashi warm, nakedly quivering buttocks. At last, the make-up man rose again to his feet and stepped around in front of Asami Kobayashi to apply the ointment to her lush young breasts and stomach. "I can't see why you bother putting it on places which won't show!" she protested a little petulantly, but Jon merely grunted non-committally in response and Kelly giggled. Lynn jerked a little as he took each gently swelling breast in his hard hand and briskly covered the soft yielding Mesh with make-up before darkening each tiny tingling nipple with a special pencil. Lynn knew that Asami Kobayashi face was burning with embarrassment, but every time Asami Kobayashi opened Asami Kobayashi mouth in the presence of this man, he snapped at Asami Kobayashi, so this time Asami Kobayashi wisely decided to remain silent. Asami Kobayashi stomach jerked in and out nervously as he dropped once m ore to his knees and began spreading the make-up cream on to the surface of Asami Kobayashi stomach. "A little too hairy down Asami Kobayashie," he commented suddenly. "Kelly, pass me those scissors, will you?" Lynn thought for a moment that this was one of his crude jokes but when the older woman obediently passed him a pair of scissors, Asami Kobayashi realized with a shock that he fully intended to trim away some of Asami Kobayashi pubic hair. "No ... listen," Asami Kobayashi began. "Shut up and hold still," he retorted. "One wiggle too many and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh might cut off something serious!" Deciding that never in Asami Kobayashi entire life had Asami Kobayashi been quite so humiliated, Lynn did as Asami Kobayashi was told, staring straight ahead of Asami Kobayashi and listening to the clip-clip of the scissors as Jon trimmed away a few offending locks of curly brown pubic hair. "0kay, now get into your monkey suit," he commanded as soon as he finished, rising once again to his feet and looking at Asami Kobayashi critically. "Lenny wants the two of you on set as soon as possible." A few minutes later dressed in Asami Kobayashi skimpy slave girl costume, Lynn walked timidly out to where the technicians were busily setting up their television cameras. Before leaving the sanctuary of their dressing room, Lynn had considered wrapping Asami Kobayashiself up in a bath towel as Asami Kobayashi had done for Asami Kobayashi first appearance on the set, but for some reason tonight Asami Kobayashi felt less embarrassed about being so lightly dressed in front of all these people. "Have you met Rich and Jay?" Kelly asked suddenly, catching Asami Kobayashi by the elbow. Lynn looked up to find Asami Kobayashiself confronted with two tall burly men who looked like professional wrestlers, both of them dressed in the same kind of slave costume which Rick wore. They were both mean looking customers, but they grinned at Asami Kobayashi agreeably enough while introductions were being made and hands were being shaken. "How do you do?" quivered Lynn nervously, feeling Asami Kobayashiself dwarfed by these two monsters and wondering if Asami Kobayashi was expected to 'simulate' a love scene with one of them. "Man, this is gonna be a treat!" proclaimed the man named Rich boldly studying the smoothly-rounded contours of Asami Kobayashi ripe well developed body without even taking the trouble to hide his lustful gaze. "Where's Phil been hiding you, baby?" "Well, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh normally don't do this kind of ... of thing?" Asami Kobayashi began to explain with an unhappy stammer, but the other man, Jay cut Asami Kobayashi off with a harsh laugh. "Why does every skin-flick actress have to say the same damn thing?" he wondered sarcastically. "Sure, honey, we'll believe you were a virgin until the day before yesterday if you want us to! Just make sure you put some life into those screwing scenes. Anything I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't stand is a cold fish while I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm working in front of the camera." "Of course," Lynn found Asami Kobayashiself replying, making a timid attempt to appear sophisticated, but wanting to remind everyone that the scenes they were going to do were supposed to be pretending, not the real thing. "But I've never had to simulate a love scene before, and nobody's yet told me what I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm supposed to do." Rich and Jay exchanged an amused grin as they heard the unsuspecting woman use the word 'simulate,' but before either of them could offer some lewd comment, the director began shouting for attention. "Okay, everyone," Lenny ordered brusquely. "Same positions as last time." Out of the corner of Asami Kobayashi eye, Lynn spotted Rick moving into his position next to the queen's throne, and Asami Kobayashi watched Kelly regally seat herself on the throne, again draped in the massive shoulder-to-floor robe she had worn during the first sequence. Rich and Jay whispering excitedly to one another, both remained off-camera for the moment while Lynn took her designated place. "Right actors, you've been told what to do," growled the rotund director, waving his half-smoked cigar in the direction of the throne. "Let's get it right the first time! Roll 'em." The young wife had not the foggiest notion of what Asami Kobayashi was supposed to do, but Asami Kobayashi imagined that this scene was one in which she simply stood still and watched, assuming that someone would surely have given Asami Kobayashi explicit directions otherwise. The television cameras lighted up. "I am bored," announced the queen imperiously as Asami Kobayashi glanced at Asami Kobayashi favorite male slave "Your majesty has only to command," replied Rick obediently, bowing slightly as he answered. "I think it's time that your little friend entertained us," announced the queen, jerking Asami Kobayashi head in Lynn's direction. "What do you say to that slave?" A worried look crossed the slave's face, and Lynn saw him glance nervously back and forth between the two women, acting his part beautifully. The handsome slave had a fairly good idea of what his queen had in mind, and he was thinking feverishly of some way to avoid a situation in which he would have to choose between the royal lady and the slave girl. Also he realized clearly that the queen was jealous of this younger and more beautiful woman. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was a difficult moment for a helpless slave, but the queen gave him no time to think of a suitable answer. "Let us experiment! Let us see exactly how loyal Asami Kobayashi is to you," suggested the queen with a lewd grin. "Guards!" I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johmmediately the two actors Lynn had met earlier entered, both carrying spears. They presented themselves respectfully in front of Kelly. Both men had jet black hair and smooth muscular bodies which glistened slightly under the set lights. Rick's face was open and honest, but Rich and Jay seemed a little sinister and cruel. They were both in their late thirties and looked tough and ready for anything, on or off a movie set. Lynn felt a tremor of fear run through Asami Kobayashi near-naked young body. "Your queen has decided to reward you for your royal services," Kelly announced, raising Asami Kobayashi arm to point to Lynn. "You may take this slave girl and do with Asami Kobayashi as you desire ... but do it here so I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can observe." I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht took the young blonde woman a moment to realize exactly what was happening and by the time Asami Kobayashi understood, it was too late for action. The guards galvanized into action, dropping their spears and sprinting across the set to where Asami Kobayashi stood helplessly waiting. Lynn expected that one of them would sweep Asami Kobayashi into his arms in some typical Hollywood embrace, but it was not that kind of film. Grinning like the devil himself, Rich hit her like a football player, knocking Asami Kobayashi completely off her feet and wrestling Asami Kobayashi to the ground as his greedy hands roamed over her body. Suddenly Lynn knew that this had all been a terrible mistake. Asami Kobayashi could not go through with it! Phil would have to understand, and Asami Kobayashi was sorry that they had wasted all that tape, but Asami Kobayashi absolutely would not take part in a scene like this. "Let me go!" Asami Kobayashi gasped as the man's heavy body crushed into Asami Kobayashi. "I don't wan ..." but the breath was knocked from Asami Kobayashi frantically squirming body as the other guard, Jay jumped on top of the pile. For a moment Lynn lay stunned under the combined weight of the two big men. The guards wasted no time, going to work on Asami Kobayashi like a pair of professionals, each one rolling off of Asami Kobayashi vainly resisting body as a television camera angled in from above to catch every minute of action. "We're gonna fuck you till you can't stand up, beautiful!" Rich whispered viciously in Asami Kobayashi ear, keeping his voice too low to be picked up by the microphone over their heads. Both of the two guards were hardened professionals at making this kind of film and they worked more for pleasure than for the money involved. Lynn's cringing young body froze with terror as Rich reached carefully down between Asami Kobayashi two firmly heaving breasts and brutally ripped away the flimsy covering which had shielded Asami Kobayashi tiny ripe nipples from the public. Jay cooperated by thrusting his hand cruelly down along the smooth skin of Asami Kobayashi stomach and yanking loose the frail material protecting her soft fleecy pubic hair. Asami Kobayashi was suddenly stark naked, and with a shock Asami Kobayashi clearly understood why Jon had insisted upon applying make-up to all parts of Asami Kobayashi body. They had planned this from the very beginning, Asami Kobayashi realized with horror, and who knew what other lies they had told Asami Kobayashi as well? But the two rough professionals gave the violently writhing girl no time to contemplate the difficulties of Asami Kobayashi situation. Rich's cruel hands swarmed over the warmly fleshed globes of Asami Kobayashi naked breasts, twisting and pinching Asami Kobayashi little brown nipples and forcing her to cry out with the sudden pain. Jay amused himself at the same time by pulling Asami Kobayashi long blonde hair with one hand the other tried to force its way up between Asami Kobayashi tightly clasped thighs. Lynn's eyes flew open with alarm, and Asami Kobayashi saw the two men on their hands and knees over Asami Kobayashi like avenging angels preparing to punish Asami Kobayashi for her sins. Their eyes seemed to glow with lewd lusty anticipation as they tormented Asami Kobayashi, and fear rushed through her naked body as Asami Kobayashi realized that there was going to be nothing 'simulated' or make believe about this scene. They were going to ravish Asami Kobayashi for the benefit of the cameras and enjoy every minute of it. Asami Kobayashi had been tricked, and she understood at last the cunning cruelty of Phil Agard's plan. The more she screamed and protested, the better the film would be. Asami Kobayashi was playing the role of a woman being raped by two brutal men, and all Asami Kobayashi reactions would be perfectly natural. Deciding to fight back in the only way Asami Kobayashi could, Lynn tried to lay absolutely still, making it as undramatic as possible and looking straight up at the television camera which was peering obscenely down at Asami Kobayashi. Rich rose up on his knees beside Asami Kobayashi, his hands busily undoing the fastenings on his loin cloth, and the frightened girl got Asami Kobayashi eyes closed just in time to avoid seeing the burly man strip himself completely. Let them do what they want, Asami Kobayashi was telling Asami Kobayashiself unhappily, as she lay unresistingly naked between them. There's no use in struggling anymore. They win this round. There's no point in prolonging the misery. Let them do their dirty business to Asami Kobayashi helpless vulnerable body and get it over with. Then Asami Kobayashi felt Rich's hard hands coursing over Asami Kobayashi stomach and the girl shivered involuntarily. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was not the pain Asami Kobayashi feared particularly, although Asami Kobayashi knew that this was going to hurt but the thought that after they were finished with Asami Kobayashi Asami Kobayashi would never be the same again. This experience was going to soil and dirty Asami Kobayashi forever, and Asami Kobayashi would never again be able to look Asami Kobayashi young husband in the eye. "Hey, beautiful," commanded Rich. "Open those lovely brown eyes and take a look at the present the queen is giving you." Lynn shut Asami Kobayashi eyes even more tightly, refusing to cooperate in the slightest, but Asami Kobayashi felt Jay's hands tighten their grip on Asami Kobayashi hair and start to pull, torturing Asami Kobayashi into obeying their orders. Asami Kobayashi eyes popped open and Rich rose nakedly up off his buttocks to give Asami Kobayashi (and the camera) a good look at the instrument of torment he was planning to use on her. As Asami Kobayashi eyes focused on his lust-thickened penis, the girl's face suddenly contorted in horror and Asami Kobayashi could hear chuckles from off-camera as the technicians laughed at Asami Kobayashi innocence. His cock was monstrous by any standards, thick and blunt like cudgel, and Asami Kobayashi could see in a glance that the actor had worked himself into a real state of arousal while they had been abusing Asami Kobayashi. A look at his face informed her clearly that there was no point in asking for mercy. He had every intention of brutally ramming that long hard shaft up into Asami Kobayashi frantically trembling vagina, and there was nothing to stop him from doing anything he wanted! By this time, Jay had stripped himself as naked as his partner and occupied himself With holding Asami Kobayashi arms tightly to prevent any attempt at an escape. At some pre-arranged signal, both men suddenly rolled Asami Kobayashi over onto Asami Kobayashi stomach and Rich cruelly spread her long tapered legs apart as she struggled to keep Asami Kobayashi balance. As Asami Kobayashi felt her tender young breasts crushing into the unyielding floor, Rich moved quickly and deftly into position behind Asami Kobayashi, his legs mercilessly working to force her knees farther and farther apart despite Asami Kobayashi desperate efforts to clamp her thighs together and protect the defenseless little opening to Asami Kobayashi femaledom. His hands kneaded and tormented the helpless half-moons of Asami Kobayashi buttocks, forcing a painful groan from Asami Kobayashi lips. The miserably unhappy young woman ground Asami Kobayashi teeth together, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of hearing Asami Kobayashi cry out in agony. "Up on your knees," Jay whispered to Asami Kobayashi suddenly, his voice as impersonal as a stage manager giving instructions to a forgetful actor. Lynn had no intention whatsoever of obeying and Asami Kobayashi stayed where she was, trying to cover Asami Kobayashi face with her hands in the vain hopes of somehow managing to spoil the scene for them. Then Asami Kobayashi felt the manes hand slipping beneath Asami Kobayashi shoulders, and his fingers found the tender swollen nipple of Asami Kobayashi left breast. He squeezed, hard, and Lynn immediately forgot about Asami Kobayashi resolution to remain silent and motionless. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johnstead Asami Kobayashi screamed as Jay squeezed again, even harder, digging his sharp fingernails into the softly yielding flesh of Asami Kobayashi breast until Asami Kobayashi thought she could bear it no longer. Hastily, Asami Kobayashi tucked Asami Kobayashi knees under her, willing to do anything to alleviate that torture, and the next thing Asami Kobayashi knew, Asami Kobayashi full smoothly rounded backside was thrust obscenely into the air. They were winning every round, and Asami Kobayashi realized now that further resistance was almost useless. Asami Kobayashi would have to surrender in the end no matter what, so why not make things easy on Asami Kobayashiself? To them, her lush naked body meant nothing anyway. They were not in love with Asami Kobayashi, and Asami Kobayashi hardly knew them so there was no question of there being anything involved here but lust stimulated by the promise of money. Asami Kobayashi was a toy, an object, a plaything to be used, filmed, and then tossed aside! Kneeling above Asami Kobayashi, the actor named Rich gazed down at the full white moons of Asami Kobayashi buttocks, offered up to him like some depraved pagan sacrifice, and he felt his body start to throb with savage uncontrollable desire. Rich had participated in dozens of these porno-films and tapes, and the idea of actually raping a naked young girl in the presence of all these people only made it more stimulating for him. He had seen many a skin-flick actress in his sordid career, but never anything as young and innocent as this one, and the thought that Asami Kobayashi was his to use and abuse as he desired was driving him wild. His sperm-bloated testicles were burning as if they were on fire, and he could not tear his bulging eyes off of the narrow, lust-teasing pink slit which trembled helplessly before him. For all practical purposes, Rich had virtually forgotten that a video-tape was being made. At the moment he could only think of jamming his hot throbbing cock into Asami Kobayashi tight little pussy, and he realized that he could not hold himself back another minute. But the actor knew from past experience with women that his penis was abnormally large and capable of bringing a gasp of pain to the lips of the most experienced of females. What his massive hardness would do to this tender little vagina was anybody's guess ... and, abruptly, Rich did not really care. Taking his long punishing rod in his hand for better control, the actor grinned lasciviously at his partner who was pinning the girl's shoulders to the floor and leaned forward, running his long thick cock up and down in the narrow moistly pink crevice of Asami Kobayashi ass. He was about to worm his way into Asami Kobayashi when an even more depraved idea entered his perverted mind. Bending from the waist, the actor planted a wet, open-mouthed kiss on the tiny puckered hole of Asami Kobayashi anus, using his strong hands to pry her warmly gleaming buttocks even farther apart as he lapped at Asami Kobayashi like an animal gone mad. Lynn's body jerked forward and Asami Kobayashi involuntarily uttered a muffled gasp at this indecent unnatural embrace. This man was kissing Asami Kobayashi backside, Asami Kobayashi realized with a horrible shock. He was sloshing his long fluttering tongue up and down the entire length of Asami Kobayashi widespread cuntal crevice, all the way from the tingling pink button of Asami Kobayashi clitoris up to the tightly-clasped entrance of her anus. Was nothing sacred? What kind of an animal was he anyway? Seeing that he was really starting to get to Asami Kobayashi, Rich grinned sadistically and dropped his face down for another run over the target, this time lingering over the straining muscles of Asami Kobayashi inner thighs, his tongue lashing in at the thin red folds of Asami Kobayashi hair-covered flesh which surrounded Asami Kobayashi tight little pussy. The actor realized that the glands deep inside of Asami Kobayashi frantically squirming young body had already been triggered in involuntary action and begun secreting the heated juices which were designed to prepare a woman's body for sexual intercourse. Like it or not, he told himself cruelly, this chick is turning on. Time to bring in the heavy artillery. Lynn was confused and mystified by all that was happening to Asami Kobayashi. Since this horrid scene had begun, Asami Kobayashi had been preparing Asami Kobayashiself for pain and mistreatment, but it had not materialized, and now everything seemed to be changing. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was humiliating and shameful to be t forced into this unnatural and ridiculous position, but there was nothing painful about it, and what the degenerate actor was doing between Asami Kobayashi widely-spread legs was quite the opposite of pain; in fact, little whispers of forbidden pleasure were creeping inexorably up and down Asami Kobayashi spine every time Rich's tireless tongue wormed its wet way into Asami Kobayashi private parts. Asami Kobayashi tried hard not to let Asami Kobayashi guard down gritting her teeth and thrashing her head wildly from side to side, but bit by bit, Asami Kobayashi sensually ripened body began to relax. Rich knew that he had to move quickly and skillfully if he wanted to penetrate Asami Kobayashi without opposition. He and Jay could obviously overpower the girl by brute force if necessary, but if Asami Kobayashi decided to put up a real battle, Asami Kobayashi could make the two of them look really foolish. Besides, Lenny was gesturing impatiently from off-camera, urging the two of them to get on with it and not waste quite so much of the video-tape in foreplay. What the viewers would be paying to see was raw brutal sex, and not a lot of fooling around, and the director had based his career on giving people exactly what they wanted. A sigh escaped Lynn's wetly parted lips as the man's thumbs moved past the soft brown pubic hair covering the blushing pink lips of Asami Kobayashi vagina into the flowering secret cavern itself, and he noted with satisfaction that the girl was sopping wet inside. Asami Kobayashi's ready to fuck, he told himself contentedly, feeling the muscles in Asami Kobayashi warmly moistened pussy relax a little as he gently massaged the soft pink flesh, letting his outstretched middle finger slip inside of Asami Kobayashi pulsating hot tunnel every once in awhile. Lynn's mind was a whirling mass of confusion. The drinks Asami Kobayashi had consumed in their dressing room were beginning to catch up with Asami Kobayashi now, and Asami Kobayashi found it strangely difficult to concentrate on Asami Kobayashi present situation and decide exactly what Asami Kobayashi ought to be doing. For that matter, she told Asami Kobayashiself vaguely, why try to do anything? Asami Kobayashi meditations were interrupted by a new sensation from behind. There was a hard unrelenting pressure against Asami Kobayashi backside, but in her dazed state Asami Kobayashi could not identify exactly what it was and felt no immediate pain. "Mmmmmmmm," Asami Kobayashi sighed, without really knowing why, feeling this strong new presence work its way gently between the flaccid full moons of her buttocks while Rich's hands continued to open Asami Kobayashi up like a blossom touched by the morning sun. Rich gradually moved his hips forward, trying to worm his massive tip of his long blunt cock past the sensitive elastic lips of Asami Kobayashi vagina without hurting or alarming Asami Kobayashi. Once his hard thick shaft was inside, the little bitch could scream all Asami Kobayashi wanted, but at this stage of the game, delicacy was very important. e groaned, but it was the mindless sound of pleasure and nothing more. Encouraged, the muscular porno-actor inched forward, angling his heavy cudgel from side to side in order to widen the passage. The queen had stepped down off Asami Kobayashi throne by this time, drawn by the overpowering sensuality of what was happening before Asami Kobayashi very eyes, and Rick, the loyal slave, stood obediently by Asami Kobayashi side, apparently not overly grieved at what was being done to his delicate little girlfriend. "Ooooooooh, OOOooooh!" Lynn was murmuring now, Asami Kobayashi moans matching the cautious maneuvering of the man's massively throbbing cock as he pushed gently and easily into Asami Kobayashi. The girl's cunt was flowering open completely now, and Asami Kobayashi felt there was a serious danger--whether she realized it or not yet--that the girl would ruin the whole scene by cumming before he got the full length of his hardness totally embedded in the warm moist pocket of Asami Kobayashi naked body, and decided that the time for caution was past. This slave girl was ready to be skewered, and his painfully throbbing penis was aching with anticipation. He moved forward again, forcing his knees as far up between Asami Kobayashi widely-stretched thighs as it was possible to go, and used his thumb and forefinger to guide the long slippery shaft directly into the moistly receptive chamber of Asami Kobayashi tight little cunt. Experienced and hardened as he was, the man found himself forced to groan aloud with pleasure as he felt the soft warm lips of Asami Kobayashi pussy closing tightly over the bulbous rounded tip of his throbbing cock. Never in his long depraved career had he felt a sensation quite like this one. He expected Lynn to groan or cry out with sudden pain as he steadily worked his way into Asami Kobayashi juicy, well-lubricated vagina, but Asami Kobayashi was already too far down the road to object to anything he chose to do to Asami Kobayashi now. e moaned, half in discomfort and half in ecstasy as the man surged powerfully into Asami Kobayashi, pushing the smoothly yielding walls of Asami Kobayashi wetly clasping cunt ahead of him like the prow of a ship dividing the waves. Lynn's entire sensually aroused body quivered and trembled before the suddenness of this all-out invasion, taken a little by surprise. Now Asami Kobayashi had no further illusions about what was going to happen to Asami Kobayashi; in fact, it had already happened. Lulled by his gentleness into a false sense of security, Asami Kobayashi had let down Asami Kobayashi guard and now Asami Kobayashi was paying the price. He was already deep inside of Asami Kobayashi, buried to the hilt, and any hopes she may have entertained of rallying Asami Kobayashi strength and fighting him off at the last moment were now dashed forever. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John the presence of at least ten people and two television cameras Asami Kobayashi was being fucked, yes fucked, like a bitch in heat. But Asami Kobayashi entire mood was quickly changing, and Lynn found herself overwhelmed with an unending wave of bitter shame and humiliation. The nakedly-writhing young woman was now actually longing for the pain Asami Kobayashi had expected all along, almost disappointed that there was nothing now inside of Asami Kobayashi but sensual pleasure. Asami Kobayashi needed the pain to cleanse her, to punish Asami Kobayashi for being the kind of whore Asami Kobayashi had now become! But unfortunately for Asami Kobayashi peace of mind, there was no real pain, only the violent slap of Rich's nakedly pistoning loins as he ploughed repeatedly into the soft twin cushions of Asami Kobayashi buttocks, balancing on his knees and slamming into Asami Kobayashi time and time again, each savage thrust carrying his red-hot poker deep into the untouched recesses of Asami Kobayashi churning white belly. "Oh Christ! Oh Christ!" Asami Kobayashi moaned incessantly, feeling as if the stout shaft of a baseball bat had somehow been thrust up inside of Asami Kobayashi tortured young vagina, and Asami Kobayashi fought desperately to keep him from conquering Asami Kobayashi completely, knowing that if he kept up in this fashion, Asami Kobayashi would soon be beyond resistance. But it was already useless, and Lynn was thrashed back and forth between the two men, realizing with despair that the cruel sadistic porno-actor behind Asami Kobayashi was going to force her all the way to the ultimate degradation. He was going to make Asami Kobayashi cum, right here in front of everyone! But the futility of Asami Kobayashi struggles only served to excite her tormentors even more as Asami Kobayashi warmly clasping cuntal muscles tightened around Rich's long driving shaft, stimulating him to greater and greater efforts. And out of the corner of Asami Kobayashi eye, Lynn saw the TV camera zooming in for a close-up and despaired, knowing that the magnifying lens of the camera was recording everything on tape: his hard relentless cock and the pink, cruelly-stretched flesh of Asami Kobayashi cunt clinging tightly to his rough leathery foreskin as he pounded in and out of Asami Kobayashi like a sex maniac. "Come on, baby," he jeered at Asami Kobayashi from above, tormenting the white moons of Asami Kobayashi buttocks with his hard demanding hands as he fucked back and forth with long punishing strokes. "Let's see a little life! The queen wants you to give us a good time." Asami Kobayashi mind said no, but Asami Kobayashi poor over-stimulated body was no longer taking orders from Asami Kobayashi brain and reacted by doing precisely what he had commanded Asami Kobayashi to. Experimentally at first, and then with real determination, Asami Kobayashi began to rotate Asami Kobayashi nakedly quivering ass, twisting and swinging back against the man who was fucking so ruthlessly into Asami Kobayashi, trying to give him as good as Asami Kobayashi was getting. "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!!!!!" Asami Kobayashi was chanting mindlessly, knowing that the saliva was dripping from Asami Kobayashi open mouth and that Asami Kobayashi was making a perfect fool of Asami Kobayashiself, but unable to fight off the storm of lust which was sweeping over Asami Kobayashi. Asami Kobayashi was an animal, a passion-driven pile of flesh being fucked half to death by a strange savage man and this was the bottom of the barrel. There was nothing lower or more depraved than this! Asami Kobayashi was wrong! They had one last little surprise in store for Asami Kobayashi. Unexpectedly, Asami Kobayashi felt Jay's hands fumbling at Asami Kobayashi mouth. What does he want? Asami Kobayashi asked Asami Kobayashiself blankly. Why is he sticking his fingers into my mouth? "No, no!" Asami Kobayashi groaned, and this proved to be Asami Kobayashi fatal mistake. The moment the innocent young woman opened Asami Kobayashi mouth to protest this new depraved invasion, Jay expertly flicked his hips forward, burying his long invading pole between Asami Kobayashi wetly trembling lips and holding her head rigidly between his hands so that there was no possibility of escape. Disgust and revulsion swept over Asami Kobayashi and the doubly-penetrated woman tried to wiggle free, but these men were real professionals, and Asami Kobayashi only succeeded in exciting them more. Gagging slightly at the unaccustomed presence of this large unnatural object in Asami Kobayashi mouth, Asami Kobayashi could feel the length and the weight of the man's heatedly throbbing cock on the softness of Asami Kobayashi tongue. Jay's hands were entangled in Asami Kobayashi hair, and Asami Kobayashi knew from bitter experience that he would not hesitate to hurt Asami Kobayashi in order to get his way. "Suck!" he commanded harshly, giving Asami Kobayashi long blonde locks a slight tug just to remind Asami Kobayashi of his mastery. "Suck me like you never sucked anyone before!" Lynn was beyond resistance. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht passed vaguely through Asami Kobayashi head that she had broken off Asami Kobayashi love affair with Phil Agard because he had asked her to perform this same vile unnatural act, and yet Asami Kobayashie Asami Kobayashi was, doing it to a man Asami Kobayashi didn't even know. But the tormented young girl no longer had a will of Asami Kobayashi own, and Asami Kobayashi involuntarily began to do as Asami Kobayashi was told. Asami Kobayashi tightly ovaled lips went slowly to work, timidly nibbling at this strange hotly pulsating instrument and Asami Kobayashi experimentally began to make use of Asami Kobayashi tongue, whipping it back and forth over the broad pungent surface of his penis. This was the punishment Asami Kobayashi had been longing for, and she accepted it with masochistic joy, knowing that Asami Kobayashi had finally hit bottom and there was nowhere lower to go. They had broken Asami Kobayashi down to the bottom-most level of humanity ... Asami Kobayashi was worse than the lowest whore! Asami Kobayashi tried desperately to think about something else: Asami Kobayashi home, memories of school days, anything to keep from contemplating exactly what she was doing at that very moment. But the reality of Asami Kobayashi situation was too strong to be denied. Asami Kobayashi could smell the heavy sweat odor from the man's sperm-filled testicles, and deep in Asami Kobayashi throat, Asami Kobayashi could already taste the acrid seminal fluid issuing obscenely from the lust-swollen cock-head. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm actually sucking a man's cock! The thought caused a sudden jolt of perverse excitement to ripple through Asami Kobayashi. "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" he was grunting almost painfully as he tried to bury himself inside of Asami Kobayashi, working like a demon to finish himself off and hardly noticing what was happening to the battered and abused body of the woman beneath him. Lynn's subserviently kneeling young body was suddenly jerking and wantonly twisting, and moans flowed out of Asami Kobayashi cock-filled mouth one after another without interruption. Asami Kobayashi fair, naked flesh shone with a fine light layer of sweat, and Asami Kobayashi long blonde hair thrashed back and forth as strange torturous sensations raced overpoweringly through Asami Kobayashi shamelessly aroused body. The depraved thought of being fucked halt-to- death by two strange men simultaneously, while a roomful of other people looked on, had finally gotten to Asami Kobayashi ... and Asami Kobayashi was masochistically racing towards the wildest orgasm of Asami Kobayashi entire young life. Jay caught the mood of intense lust and doubled his own efforts, surging in and out of the soft warm hole formed by Asami Kobayashi ovaled lips and watching in a wanton excitement as the wetly glistening shaft of his long hard cock disappeared into Asami Kobayashi saliva-filled mouth. Asami Kobayashi was almost driving him insane with pleasure. "I'm cumming," Asami Kobayashi mumbled incoherently, Asami Kobayashi words distorted by the presence of Jay's massively thick penis between Asami Kobayashi sucking wet lips. No one heard Asami Kobayashi, but a special announcement was hardly necessary since it was perfectly obvious to everyone in the room what was happening to the kneeling young girl. Asami Kobayashi straining, nakedly pulsating body rammed itself savagely back into the loins of the man who was fucking so energetically into Asami Kobayashi from behind, and Asami Kobayashi rotated her smooth rounded ass around in vicious little circles as if Asami Kobayashi were trying to suck the cum out of him by brute force. The spasm hit and all the muscles in Lynn's lust-stricken body seemed to go tight and tense at once, causing both men to groan simultaneously as her orgasm caught them off-balance. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was customary for porno-actresses to simulate a moment of ecstasy at the end of the scene, but the two actors both realized that there was nothing simulated about this. The girl was cumming as if there were no tomorrow! Nor were they destined to be far behind Asami Kobayashi. The quantity of saliva in Lynn's mouth grew greater by the moment, becoming thick and pungent With the emissions of lubricating fluid secreted by the glands in Jay's wildly plunging cock. His hands were winding their way into the curls in her hair and he was pulling Asami Kobayashi head brutally up and down over his long thrusting shaft as if Asami Kobayashi face was nothing more and nothing less than another tight little cunt into which he could shoot the torrential waves of his cum. Lynn could feel his lust-thickened penis expanding and sweating until he had Filled Asami Kobayashi mouth completely, pushing farther and farther into the gagging depths of Asami Kobayashi throat as if he intended to try to meet the other brutalizing cock which was pounding into Asami Kobayashi from the other end. Rich the man behind Asami Kobayashi, had had a head start. but Jay beat him to the finish line by a split-second, ramming his wildly jerking cock into her throat until Asami Kobayashi nose was crushed up against the wiry curls of his black pubic hair. Suddenly his massively pulsating cock began to explode like a roman candle as he mumbled profanities into the air. The steaming white cum poured into Asami Kobayashi furiously gulping mouth, causing her to gag and choke as Asami Kobayashi did Asami Kobayashi best to swallow every drop of this obscene, degrading drink. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht seemed to go on forever as Asami Kobayashi mouth filled with the thickly heated fluid from his loins, and Asami Kobayashi gulped and swallowed like a real slave, Asami Kobayashi mind almost completely destroyed by the shameful degradation of what these men were putting Asami Kobayashi through. But then Asami Kobayashi was distracted by a grunt from behind Asami Kobayashi, and Lynn felt Rich fuck violently into Asami Kobayashi one last time as far up inside of her tormented young womb as he could go and then began spewing forth his own hot sticky cum. A warm pleasant sensation flooded over Asami Kobayashi as Asami Kobayashi felt the semen flowing hotly into Asami Kobayashi from both ends and for a moment the confused girl felt like one enormous cunt, available for all the men in the world to batter and pound, a bottomless receptacle for cum! The thought triggered Asami Kobayashi second orgasm? and the second quickly ripened into a third. "Cut!" cried the director and dimly in the distance, Lynn saw the short fat man smiling at Asami Kobayashi happily. "Jesus Christ!" said Jay gleefully, carefully withdrawing his slowly- deflating cock from the girl's cum-filled mouth and getting casually to his feet. "Another days another dollar," sighed Rich philosophically, abruptly removing his glistening drooping penis from Asami Kobayashi exhausted body. "Best lay I've had in years!" "This kid's got what it takes," commented Kelly, getting up off Asami Kobayashi throne and lighting a filter cigarette as Asami Kobayashi hoisted up Asami Kobayashi royal robes to avoid tripping on them. "Why don't we use Asami Kobayashi in the next flick as the lead, Phil? I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh like making money too much to be jealous." Lynn said nothing. Asami Kobayashi was conscious and Asami Kobayashi mind was slowly clearing as the cool air of the studio swept over Asami Kobayashi naked tortured young body, lying motionless in the pool of cum where the two actors had left her, too tired and beaten to move, or even to close Asami Kobayashi widely-spread legs. Chapter 4 Lynn headed for the bedroom as soon as Asami Kobayashi heard Matt's car pull out of the alleyway and head off down the street, knowing that Asami Kobayashi was already late and hoping Phil would not be angry. Asami Kobayashi was ashamed of the thought, but for some reason, the young wife was enormously happy that Asami Kobayashi husband was gone. He had been home for three days and by the end of the second day, Asami Kobayashi had begun to find his presence almost unbearable. Perhaps it was her own guilt feelings, or the fact that Asami Kobayashi now had even more shameful secrets to keep from Asami Kobayashi husband, but whatever the cause of the tension, he had seemed like an absolute stranger to Asami Kobayashi, and the young blonde- haired woman had been delighted to find out that Phil Agard had scheduled him for another business trip. Darting into the bedroom, Asami Kobayashi began stripping off Asami Kobayashi clothing as fast as Asami Kobayashi could, wondering how much time she would have to dress before the taxi would arrive at the front door and start beeping its horn. As soon as Asami Kobayashi was totally naked, the lithe full-breasted young woman rushed into the bathroom to wash, and do Asami Kobayashi hair and then came racing out again to get into the new clothing which Agard had sent over and wanted Asami Kobayashi to wear tonight. Catching sight of Asami Kobayashiself stark naked in the mirror, Asami Kobayashi paused for a moment, deciding that it was foolish to run Asami Kobayashiself into a tizzy. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi was a few minutes late, what difference did it make? And Asami Kobayashi could afford to let the taxi man wait, since Agard was picking up the tab. Asami Kobayashi gazed at Asami Kobayashi sensual young body in the mirror, wondering a little over the fact that this body had gotten Asami Kobayashi into so much trouble. Maybe Asami Kobayashi would have been better off had Asami Kobayashi grown up flat-chested with a flabby lumpish figure that no man would look at twice! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was difficult to understand, at least for a woman, how two full ripe breasts, a narrow yielding waist, a light brown triangular patch of pubic hair, and a pair of long slender legs could arouse men the way they did. To Asami Kobayashi, it seemed like standard equipment and nothing more. The girl shrugged, deciding not to worry any more about the mysteries of life, and reached into the box which Phil had had delivered to examine the dress Asami Kobayashi was supposed to wear to the presentation tonight. Asami Kobayashi held the garment up in front of Asami Kobayashi and turned her attention again to the mirror. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was nothing! Phil had undoubtedly paid a fortune for this dress, and there was hardly enough material in it to make a decent sized handkerchief. And he had firmly ordered Asami Kobayashi to wear nothing under it but the tiniest pair of panties Asami Kobayashi could find and absolutely no brassiere. Why didn't he simply tell Asami Kobayashi to come naked and be done with it! Lynn was feeling unusually depressed and irritable as Asami Kobayashi climbed into the skimpy flimsy garment, resolving that if anyone so much as looked at Asami Kobayashi cross-eyed tonight, Asami Kobayashi was going to give them a piece of her mind. For a twenty-five year old housewife, it seemed to Asami Kobayashi that Asami Kobayashi had an unusual number of problems to worry about. First, of course, there was this whole business with Agard and his gang of filthy pornographers. Except for asking Asami Kobayashi to attend this party tonight, they had said nothing about the future, but Lynn knew that Phil Agard had other plans for Asami Kobayashi, and that every time Asami Kobayashi took part in one of his lewd undertakings, she was wrapping Asami Kobayashiself ever more securely in his web of sin. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf he chose to use the video-tape they had just made as blackmail against Asami Kobayashi, what could Asami Kobayashi do? But aside from that, Asami Kobayashi was worried about Asami Kobayashi relationship with her husband. Matt had come home from his last trip just the same as always, and they had gone to bed together as normal. Matt had made love to Asami Kobayashi, patiently and gently as was his custom, but this time, Asami Kobayashi had felt absolutely nothing! Asami Kobayashi husband seemed to prefer the missionary position, and frequently made love to Asami Kobayashi while wearing his pajamas, and the whole business had seemed faintly tiresome and boring. Somehow, everything had changed since that horrible night, and Asami Kobayashi was now afraid that normal sexual relations were no longer enough for Asami Kobayashi. Asami Kobayashi knew perfectly well that Asami Kobayashi had been wildly excited that night with Rich and Jay, despite the fact that what they had done was wicked and perverse. And Asami Kobayashi realized that the same innocent embraces of Asami Kobayashi husband were no longer turning her on at all. What did this mean? There was a honking out in the street and Lynn Langley realized that the taxi had arrived. Now in a hurry, Asami Kobayashi slipped quickly into the dress which Agard had provided for Asami Kobayashi and zipped it up the back. The garment barely covered the smoothly rounded mounds of Asami Kobayashi buttocks and Asami Kobayashi realized that Asami Kobayashi would have to be careful about bending over in this kind of an outfit. To top it all, the neckline was scooped daringly low, exposing the ripe tempting contours of Asami Kobayashi high-set breasts and the fabric of the dress itself was so thin that the outline of each turgid little nipple was clearly visible. Feeling like a cheap prostitute, Lynn seized her purse and left the house, hoping none of the neighbors would catch a glimpse of Asami Kobayashi dressed in this scandalous fashion. * * * "There's the girl now," Phil Agard whispered to the tall gaunt man in his late fifties who was the biggest buyer and distributor of porno-tapes and films in the state. "A knock-out, isn't Asami Kobayashi?" "She's got all the tickets," admitted the buyer, gazing admiringly in Lynn's direction. "I like the innocent girlish look Asami Kobayashi has, and the body is a sensation! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johs Asami Kobayashi hair natural?" "Yeah, Asami Kobayashi's a blonde all the way down," confirmed Agard proudly. "It's a bitch, isn't it, when you get a really bleached blonde on top and jet-black pussy hair! And Lynn's body is smooth and athletic too," he added. "None of that wobbly fat." "And you've got Asami Kobayashi under contract?" inquired the buyer carefully. "Yeah, in a manner of speaking," Phil nodded convincingly, thinking that he had better sit down with Lynn at the first opportunity and get Asami Kobayashi to sign on the dotted line. "She works for me and nobody else." "I wasn't thinking of taking Asami Kobayashi away from you, Phil," laughed the distributor, "because my days of making flicks are over. But there's a lot of money wrapped up in this contract. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf the girl is working for you, it'll probably be worthwhile; but if Asami Kobayashi should decide to quit, then we'll both have problems. You know, the business has changed since I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh first started doing films. Nowadays, the kind of person who buys a video-tape to play on his television set at home is a different breed of cat. He likes a little style, a little gracefulness, and you can't palm off some forty-year old lady with wrinkles and a spare tire. He's spending good money for a tape and he wants something he can show his friends or his girl without embarrassment. But I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'd say that our Miss Langley Asami Kobayashie fits the bill perfectly. God, what tits that girl's got!" "I can arrange a private showing, if you'd like," Phil offered gallantly. "After Lynn's had a few drinks, we normally find Asami Kobayashi's pretty manageable, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm sure Asami Kobayashi wouldn't mind showing you the merchandise. On a strictly business basis, naturally." "Naturally," responded the distributor, his voice heavy with sudden lust, unable to drag his eyes off the tall blonde woman on the other side of the room. * * * Lynn caught sight of Kelly talking animatedly to Lenny near the bar and Asami Kobayashi walked over to join Asami Kobayashi. Asami Kobayashi did not particularly feel like conversing with either one of them, but they seemed to be the only people in the room Asami Kobayashi knew, and everyone else seemed to be looking at Asami Kobayashi as if she had two heads. "Hello, beautiful," the director, welcomed Asami Kobayashi, handing her a drink and slipping his arm into Asami Kobayashis. "Well, how does it feel to be the hit of the evening?" "I don't understand," confessed the girl unhappily. "Phil just told me that there was a party Asami Kobayashie tonight, and that it was important for me to be Asami Kobayashie. Why am I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh suddenly the hit of the evening?" "This isn't just a normal party," explained Kelly Agard kindly. "Phil got together a group of distributors and buyers who are going to handle our films and let them have a sneak preview ..." "Oh God, you mean all these people have seen that ..." "Yeah, and they loved it," interrupted Lenny, staring boldly down the front of Asami Kobayashi dress as he spoke. "Phil's got a half-dozen good offers already, and we've got the financing we need to go ahead with a full production schedule. Starring you, naturally." So that's his game, thought Lynn, Asami Kobayashi worst suspicions now confirmed. But instead of protesting immediately, Asami Kobayashi decided to bide Asami Kobayashi time and see if there was not some way to avoid becoming Agard's slave for the rest of Asami Kobayashi life. "Ah, there you are!" called the producer himself from across the room. "Lynn baby, come on over and meet an old friend of mine!" Forcing a smile onto Asami Kobayashi face, Lynn obeyed and walked up to the tall gaunt man who was standing beside Asami Kobayashi ex-lover. "Elton, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh want you to meet the hottest little number in the skin- flick industry," said Agard boastfully. "Lynn, this is Elton James, who's going to handle all the distribution problems for our new little enterprise. Elton Asami Kobayashie has the contacts to put you into more television sets than Ed Sullivan ever dreamed of. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johsn't Asami Kobayashi lovely, Elton?" "Certainly is," agreed the distributor, inspecting Asami Kobayashi as if Asami Kobayashi were a race horse on sale. "I think we're going to make a lot of money with this young lady." "We've learned a lot since Lenny and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh started this new venture," enthused Phil to his former mistress. "Lenny did a marvelous job of directing, even though we've only done a couple of those things. The scenes of you and the two guys were simply fantastic! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh was ready to cum in my pants, just watching it!" Lynn blushed furiously at this crude compliment, knowing that Phil would be enraged if Asami Kobayashi did not play along with the sales job he was doing on this distributor. Without responding, Asami Kobayashi drained Asami Kobayashi drink, and Phil instantly refilled it. They're trying to get me drunk as usual, Asami Kobayashi told Asami Kobayashiself accurately. And why the hell not? I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't seem to have much to say about anything any more. As Asami Kobayashi was meditating on the unhappiness of Asami Kobayashi situation, their group was enlarged by the addition of Kelly and Lenny. Elton James lit a cigarette and cleared his throat for attention. "Okay, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh guess we have all the principals Asami Kobayashie," he began. "As an old and successful hand in this business, and someone who knows the market pretty well, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'd like to give you folks some advice for your future efforts. Now what we saw tonight showed a lot of promise and talent, but there's room for improvement. Video-tape is a lot different from regular film, and a television set isn't a motion picture screen, so you have to adapt your technique to the medium. Make your scenes smaller and more intimate and use a lot more close-ups. You've got a marvelous young chick here with good clear unwrinkled skin, so move in tight with that camera and let us see what Asami Kobayashi's got to offer." Phil and Lenny looked at each other and nodded, neither man being too proud to accept advice from a real pro, particularly since he was going to make them all rich by purchasing their product. "Now as far as your action is concerned, you've got a lot of liberty because these days practically anything goes," the expert continued his lecture. "The standard boy-on-top-of-girl-on-bottom scene isn't too effective because the viewer basically can't see anything. What you need for this next film is more of the 'sixty-nine' stuff with real good close- ups showing exactly what's going on and where. That kind of thing really turns a viewer on. And don't be afraid of the wild stuff either! You know what I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh mean, Phil, and if you don't, I'll explain later." Lynn didn't know what he meant by 'wild stuff' and the phrase worried her a little. As he spoke, Elton James was strolling across the room, forcing the others to trip along behind him if they wished to hear what he was saying. From the general direction of his stroll, Lynn guessed that he was heading for the bedroom, wanting to hold his conference in a little more privacy. When they were out of the main room and away from the noise of people talking, laughing and drinking, the distributor turned and faced the group again with more advice. Lynn downed Asami Kobayashi fifth or sixth drink of the evening and felt a little unsteady on Asami Kobayashi feet, but no longer quite so worried about the future. The alcohol was starting to relax Asami Kobayashi body, and she felt less embarrassed about appearing so scantily dressed in front of all these people,. After all, all the technicians at the studio had seen her stark naked! Why should Asami Kobayashi be concerned about a skimpy dress which showed a little too much behind and bosom? "Now, there's another point you might remember, Lenny," James lectured on, giving the director a friendly smile. "You're not approaching this girl's body properly with your camera. You should pan in gently, giving the viewer a chance to see all of Asami Kobayashi, tits and pussy included, and then zero in on whatever it is you want to emphasize. And you, little lady, have got to learn to hold still a little bit while the camera is on you. The film we just saw was beautiful, but during the early section of the rape scene, you were jerking around so much that you're liable to give your viewer a headache trying to keep track of you." Lynn longed to explain that Asami Kobayashi had not known in advance what was going to happen to Asami Kobayashi and had no intention of ever doing it again, but she caught a dangerous look in Phil's eyes and decided to keep Asami Kobayashi mouth shut. All he had to do, Asami Kobayashi knew perfectly well, was to show that film to Matt and Asami Kobayashi entire life would come tumbling down around her ears. "Now who's going to be your male lead in this next flick?" James wanted to know. "We were thinking about using Rick again," explained Kelly. "He played opposite me when we shot the first sequence in the slave girl thing." "Good, get him, will you? I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll show you a couple of techniques you might be able to use." Lynn helped Asami Kobayashiself to another drink and lit a cigarette while Lenny went out into the main room looking for Rick, who had last been seen eating peanuts over by the bar and chatting up the girl who was serving the drinks. Lynn had no idea what kind of 'techniques' James wanted to explain, but Asami Kobayashi understood this business well enough by now to expect the worst. Rick came in, smiled at everyone, kissed Kelly and Lynn and shook hands with Mr. James. "Okay, now in the clinches, you should always have Lynn's body at an angle, otherwise you lose all the effect," the distributor explained. "I don't follow you," questioned Lenny dubiously. "Okay, look, we'll demonstrate," offered the tall serious man, reaching out and taking Lynn gently by the arm. "You stand Asami Kobayashie, honey, and Rick, you come over Asami Kobayashie and put your arms around her." Lynn gulped the last half of Asami Kobayashi drink, feeling her head fairly spinning and hoped that Asami Kobayashi would not be called upon to do or say anything complicated which would reveal to everyone that Asami Kobayashi was already thoroughly drunk. Rick came obediently forward and put his muscular arms around Lynn as directed, and the young housewife suddenly felt warm and comforted as the handsome actor held Asami Kobayashi. "Okay ... now ... well, you really can't see what I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm trying to demonstrate this way. Kelly, will you help Lynn slip out of Asami Kobayashi dress? Pretty as it is, it hides too much of what we're trying to illustrate here." Had James told Asami Kobayashi to take off her dress, the dazzled, intoxicated young wife would probably have objected, but the fact that he had told Kelly to take it off for Asami Kobayashi made a subtle difference somehow, as if the question of undressing in front of these people was no longer Asami Kobayashi responsibility. Asami Kobayashi lifted Asami Kobayashi arms with submissive obedience and allowed the producer's wife to draw the dress over Asami Kobayashi head, leaving her clad merely in a tiny transparent pair of bikini style panties which offered very little in the way of protection for Asami Kobayashi modesty. Rick decided that he had better undress at the same time, and within half a minute, the man and the woman stood facing each other, dressed only in their shorts. "Good, now take Asami Kobayashi in your arms," James instructed, and the actor obeyed, once again putting his powerful arms around the girl's frail shoulders. "Right, now pull back just a little, so that you show this breast completely ... Get it Lenny? The way you were doing it in your flick, the viewer gets cheated out of seeing Asami Kobayashi tits during the scene, and this young lady has tits worth seeing!" To illustrate exactly what he meant, James put one arm around Lynn's creamy white shoulders, turning Asami Kobayashi slightly to one side and then placing his hand boldly on the warmly quivering flesh of Asami Kobayashi right breast, arranging it the way he wanted it. "Oh, another thing, have Lynn take off Asami Kobayashi brassiere at least an hour before you start to shoot, or you'll have bra strap markings still showing on Asami Kobayashi skin. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johs this boring you, or are some of these suggestions helpful?" "Hell yes," replied Phil Agard enthusiastically while Lenny nodded in agreement. "Lenny and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh know a lot about television, but not much about this kind of work. We're happy to learn whatever we can." "Good, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm glad you feel that way because I think the two of you make a successful team. Now in the tape we screened tonight, you had an oral- genital scene, as I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh recall; but it was supposed to be a rape scene so the clumsiness didn't matter much. But in your next effort, you're certainly going to want a couple of shots of a blow job where the girl is at least a little bit willing to do it. Do you know how to handle that sort of thing, Lynn?" Suddenly realizing that he was talking to Asami Kobayashi, the young wife blushed to the roots of Asami Kobayashi long blonde hair, but Phil--who knew from personal experience what the truth of the matter was--answered for Asami Kobayashi. "I suspect that Lynn could use some pointers on this sort of thing, Elton," he advised seriously. "You'll find that Asami Kobayashi's a real fast learner." As he spoke he shot Asami Kobayashi a glance which told her very clearly that Asami Kobayashi had better cooperate or face the consequences. Lynn was too overpowered by the circumstances and too woozy from drink to object to anything at this point and so Asami Kobayashi simply nodded, wondering how James intended to teach Asami Kobayashi the fine points of oral intercourse. "Rick, do you mind putting on a free performance?" inquired the distributor of films, as easily as he might ask for a cigarette. "Are you kidding?" laughed the actor happily. "I ought to be paying you!" And without the slightest trace of embarrassment, the tall blond actor removed his shorts, exposing himself quite proudly to the two women in the room. His penis was in the relaxed state, hanging quite naturally between his muscular thighs, but Lynn remembered clearly what it had looked like when it was erect and ready for action, and Asami Kobayashi shuddered at the recollection. "All right, Lynn," Mr. James continued as if he were conducting a class. "Now let's imagine a scene for you to enact. Let's say that our friend Rick Asami Kobayashie is a sadist, and he's just beaten you into submission in order to get you to allow him to penetrate you orally. You're willing to do it only to avoid another beating, but once you get started, you really go to town on him, sort of for revenge. Now imagine I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm the camera, and please recall that everything you do has to be played to me. Okay, down on your knees in front of him, please." Lynn shot a quick glance at Asami Kobayashi former lover, pleading with her eyes to be spared from this awful humiliation, but all Asami Kobayashi found in Phil's face was mild amusement and the beginnings of a lusty feeling. There was no help to be expected from this quarter, and Lynn had come to the conclusion that Kelly had some latent homosexual tendencies and actually enjoyed seeing a younger and more beautiful woman tormented in this degenerate fashion. No, there was no way out. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi refused Phil's merest request, he could end all chance of happiness in life for Asami Kobayashi by means of a quick telephone call to Matt. Asami Kobayashi went down on Asami Kobayashi knees, just as Kelly Agard had done the first day of shooting when Lynn had made Asami Kobayashi entrance into this vile depraved business. Rick's heavily swaying cock jerked a little as he felt Asami Kobayashi hot breath on the thick leathery foreskin, and he took a step closer to move his groin up against Asami Kobayashi face. "Good, but the two of you are forgetting where the camera is," James reminded them. "I know this is fun, but don't lose track of the fact that you're making a movie." Rick shifted his posture slightly so that the 'camera' could get a full view of his long, but still flaccid instrument. "Good, now go to work, Lynn, but take your time. You've got to arouse this man, or he's going to take the whip to you again. And remember to keep your face turned so we can see you. Good clear distinct movements, remember?" Oh, this is really too much, the humiliated girl told Asami Kobayashiself in absolute misery. How did they get me into this disgusting position? They never gave me a chance to draw the line and refuse to go any further, and now it had come to this: lessons in sexual perversion! And what could Asami Kobayashi do about it? Nothing, she realized with a growing sense of despair. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi angered Mr. James and ruined Phil's chances of making this sale, Agard would certainly find a way to get even with Asami Kobayashi. And besides, Asami Kobayashi would look totally ridiculous if she started getting prudish at this point. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi objected to this kind of thing, why had she come to the party in the first place, wearing that shameful dress? Besides, Kelly had done this terrible business and gone out afterward to eat a pizza. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi refused now, they would think she was nuts. Besides, even though Asami Kobayashi found it difficult to admit to Asami Kobayashiself, she was beginning to feel the tingles of lusty excitement starting to grow in the base of her spine and shooting into Asami Kobayashi stomach like little shocks of electric current. So Asami Kobayashi did as she was told and went to work, feeling the strange quivering sensation spread deep in Asami Kobayashi belly as Asami Kobayashi ran her full wet lips lightly over the surface of Rick's hard muscular groin just above the forest of brown pubic hair. With Asami Kobayashi hands, Asami Kobayashi reached up and grasped his warm limp penis, gently stimulating it by rubbing the foreskin back and forth over the red-tipped bulbous glad until Asami Kobayashi felt the organ begin to twitch as Rick became aroused. Once this process was underway, there was no holding it back, and Rick's eagerly throbbing cock popped up as if it had suddenly come to life. There was an amused murmur of comment from the observers, and the actor flashed a proud grin around the room. Lynn, having some difficulty focusing Asami Kobayashi eyes because of the alcohol, studied the massively heated object Asami Kobayashi held before Asami Kobayashi like a conductor's baton. "Come on, baby, use those beautiful lips," urged the porno-actor from above Asami Kobayashi, moving his loins even closer to her face so that his long hard penis was aimed at Asami Kobayashi half-open like a cannon about to fire. "Go to it, honey," commanded James in a calm voice. "But remember your camera angles." Gradually a change began to settle over Lynn's fogged mind, and a deep sense of slavish masochistic resignation began to settle over Asami Kobayashi. All right, Asami Kobayashi told Asami Kobayashiself. Do what they want; don't fight any longer. Enjoy it if you can, whore! Asami Kobayashi decision made, Lynn leaned forward, Asami Kobayashi tongue flickering lewdly out to touch the lust-swollen head of his impatiently pulsating cock. Rick jumped at the sudden spine-tingling contact, and James moved up closer, still pretending to be the camera and wanting to see everything. The others stood around smoking and drinking, all behaving very seriously as if this were a scientific experiment of the utmost importance. Lynn circled Asami Kobayashi wetly darting tongue around the man's smooth rubbery flesh, forcing a groan from his lips, and Asami Kobayashi tormented the tiny opening of the gland at the end of his long rigid shaft, already moist from the miniature droplets of seminal fluid oozing from the interior. But Rick was a clean person, and to Asami Kobayashi surprise, Asami Kobayashi found that there was nothing really distasteful physically about what Asami Kobayashi was being obliged to do. Humiliation and shame were both there, of course, but Asami Kobayashi tried to blank out Asami Kobayashi mind and concentrate on the whispered instructions coming from James. "Use your hands, baby, that's it," he counseled and the trembling young girl raised Asami Kobayashi hands to his thick towering cock. Tenderly Asami Kobayashi cupped the softly swaying balls, pulling on them gently and teasingly. The other hand crept to the base of his visibly throbbing penis where Asami Kobayashi stroked the thick brown hair which bloomed in the man's crotch and caressed the length of his long hardness while Asami Kobayashi continued to delight him by kissing and licking the blood-filled spongy tip at the other end. "Pull the skin down," advised James, hovering over Asami Kobayashi like an anxious parent and watching as Asami Kobayashi slavishly obeyed, gently tugging on the foreskin of his jerking uncircumcised penis and drawing it down to leave the large bulbous tip naked against the softness of Asami Kobayashi tongue. Asami Kobayashi kissed it with wetly parted lips and then slowly began to insert it directly into the warm moist sanctuary of Asami Kobayashi mouth a little at a time. "Oh Christ, you're driving me mad!" Rick groaned, the eyes rolling back in his head as crazy rippling sensations began racing up and down the base of his spine and shooting up to the back of his neck. Rick was an experienced actor in sex films, but there was something so extremely abnormal about this particular situation that it was turning him on powerfully. For one thing, he knew perfectly well that Lynn was not just another aspiring porno-star. Asami Kobayashi was an innocent little girl who had somehow gotten involved in this degenerate business by mistake and was clearly being held in it against Asami Kobayashi will and better judgment. "Suck harder," he pleaded, not knowing whether this was precisely what James had in mind or not, and not really caring. "Ahhhhh, Lynn, your mouth is like butter!" Again, the blackmailed young wife did as Asami Kobayashi was told, feeling the excitement slowly mount within Asami Kobayashi own nakedly kneeling body and shivering with masochistic joy at the idea of Asami Kobayashi mouth being used as a receptacle for this man's vile semen. There was something so depraved and perverse about the situation that it was impossible not to be excited by it, and she could sense that the others were becoming steadily aroused as well. Now Asami Kobayashi put Asami Kobayashi heart into it, sucking on him like a woman possessed and slashing Asami Kobayashi tongue agilely back and forth across the tip of his thick meaty cock as it rammed relentlessly in and out of Asami Kobayashi face. His hands crept into Asami Kobayashi hair, and no one was paying any attention to James any more or spending any time worrying about camera angles. Eventually the distributor gave up trying to give advice and contented himself with watching this lurid drama unfold before him. "It's cumming," groaned the actor, his voice low and husky with passion. "Any minute now!" The two of them seemed like candidates for an insane asylum by this point. Rick, his hands holding Asami Kobayashi head tightly before him lest Asami Kobayashi try to escape at the critical moment, was fucking ruthlessly into Asami Kobayashi mouth, and the girl's hands had snaked around behind him to pull his muscular buttocks forward, urging him to skewer deeper and deeper into Asami Kobayashi cruelly- stretched mouth while mewls and hums of passionate masochistic acceptance erupted from Asami Kobayashi cock-filled throat. The rich ripe globes of her breasts were dancing up and down on Asami Kobayashi chest as her entire naked body jiggled voluptuously back and forth from the violence of the actor's savage pummeling of Asami Kobayashi delicate mouth. Then a deep animalistic groan erupted from between his parted lips, and Lynn knew that he was summing at last. Asami Kobayashi throat gulped as the first wave of hot sticky white liquid flowed into Asami Kobayashi, causing her cheeks to billow out like a balloon as he filled Asami Kobayashi mouth with a never-ending stream of his heatedly spewing semen. The crowd around them watched Asami Kobayashi Adam's apple bobbing up and down as Asami Kobayashi labored not to lose a drop of the lust-inciting fluid, Asami Kobayashi wetly glistening lips forming a tight seal around the thick shaft of his wildly ejaculating cock. "Don't quit until you're finished," warned James, his face almost touching Asami Kobayashis. "Lick him clean!" * * * Lynn locked Asami Kobayashiself in the bathroom, managing to get the door shut behind Asami Kobayashi before the tears started streaming down her face. Plunged into the deepest despair Asami Kobayashi had ever experienced, the blackmailed young wife sat on the edge of the toilet and cried piteously into a towel to muffle the noise, hoping that no one would overhear Asami Kobayashi and realize how seriously this was affecting Asami Kobayashi. Gradually, Asami Kobayashi sobs came to an end and Asami Kobayashi faced herself in the mirror to do some repair work on Asami Kobayashi make-up which had been badly smeared by Asami Kobayashi tears and Rick's frantically pistoning cock as it fucked in and out of Asami Kobayashi mouth. What now? Asami Kobayashi asked herself, studying the reflected image of Asami Kobayashi grief-stricken face and noting that traces of Rick's cum were still clinging obscenely to the corners of Asami Kobayashi lips. Where exactly do you go from Asami Kobayashie? What terrified the young woman more than anything else was the power of Asami Kobayashi physical reactions to the experiences they were forcing upon her. It would be normal for a woman to feel sentiments of shame and disgust, and at the beginning, Asami Kobayashi had been nauseated at the vile and depraved things they had asked Asami Kobayashi to do. But now, all that was changing! Despite the perversity and sinfulness of the act Asami Kobayashi had just committed with Rick, she could not find the slightest trace of remorse anywhere in Asami Kobayashi. Instead, Asami Kobayashi sensually awakened body seemed to have been overpowered completely by lust and Asami Kobayashi shivered, standing nakedly alone in the bathroom and recalling every movement Asami Kobayashi had made a few minutes before. There was no question about it; they had changed Asami Kobayashi life radically by introducing Asami Kobayashi into this world of bestiality and degradation. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johnstead of feeling dismayed and disgusted, Asami Kobayashi was excited, stimulated, aroused .... call it what you will, this girl was virtually beside Asami Kobayashiself with unsatisfied lust! Someone was banging on the bathroom door. "Hey, don't take all day in there, Lynn," Kelly Agard called through the thin wooden door. "Elton James is going to show us a video-tape which has been having a lot of success over on the East Coast. He says there's a lot to be learned from it!" "I'm coming," testified the stricken girl in a low husky voice. "Keep your pants on." "I won't promise a thing!" joked Kelly lewdly as Asami Kobayashi turned away from the door and went to join Asami Kobayashi husband in the next room. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John the meanwhile, technicians from WRT-TV had set up a video-tape screen system, by which it was possible to take an ordinary video-tape, made for television, and project it on a large wide screen so that the picture could be viewed simultaneously by a large group of people. The other guests had already taken their seats, and Kelly Agard joined Asami Kobayashi husband who was sitting alone on a large sofa in the rear of the room. "Taking a back seat, lover?" Asami Kobayashi teased him. "Yeah," he responded lustily. "Remember when we were kids, always sitting in the back row of the movie house so we could neck without being disturbed?" "I might have known you had something up your sleeve, your dirty old man," Asami Kobayashi laughed at him. "I've got something up all right," he shot back at Asami Kobayashi with a lecherous grin. "But it's not up my sleeve. Hey, where's the guest of honor?" "I just called Asami Kobayashi," Kelly informed him. "She was in the bathroom, drying Asami Kobayashi maidenly tears, or finger-fucking herself, or both." "Poor kid," Phil Agard sympathized insincerely. "She got excited playing around with Rick, and then got left in the lurch without any satisfaction." "You planning on helping Asami Kobayashi out, sweetheart?" purred Kelly lustily, running Asami Kobayashi fingers through her husband's thick black hair. Agard chuckled in reply, and then continued seriously. "Listen, we can't afford to let up on that girl, not even for a minute. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi thinks she's scraping the bottom of the barrel now, she's mistaken, because I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've got big plans for this next flick, including some things our Miss Lynn never dreamed of. We've got to keep the pressure on, breaking Asami Kobayashi willpower down bit by bit until Asami Kobayashi's putty in our hands. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf we give Asami Kobayashi a minute to thinly for herself, Asami Kobayashi'll be out of our hands like a light, and we'll be minus the best potential porno-actress I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've ever laid eyes on." "You've laid more than eyes on that little girl," Kelly reminded him a little sharply. "But I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't quite blame you. If I were a man, I'd be climbing all over Asami Kobayashi like the rest of you." Phil's face darkened as his wife uttered these words, a new foul idea suddenly entering his head. "That's a thought," he said slowly. "As long as we're breaking Asami Kobayashi into the refinements of life, we might as well experiment a little in that direction. You never can tell, it might make an interesting flick with the two of you working each other over. When Asami Kobayashi comes out, we'll sit Asami Kobayashi between us and have some fun with Asami Kobayashi during the film. Unless I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh miss my guess, Mrs. Langley is plenty stirred up right now, and James' film sure isn't going to calm Asami Kobayashi down any. We've got to keep her horny as hell until we're ready to shoot. Lynn's trouble is that Asami Kobayashi's trying to make herself believe that Asami Kobayashi's a clean living upstanding young wife, when underneath it all, Asami Kobayashi's a whore, and she knows she's a whore!" * * * Lynn put the last finishing touches on Asami Kobayashi lipstick and hair, adjusted the scoop-necked dress to cover as much of Asami Kobayashi voluptuous body as possible, and walked out of the bathroom to join the others for the screening of James' film. Asami Kobayashi knew perfectly well that they were all looking at Asami Kobayashi expectantly, and Asami Kobayashi kept Asami Kobayashi eyes carefully focused on the ground in front of Asami Kobayashi, not wanting to lose her balance. The alcohol was still very much with Asami Kobayashi, even though her drunkenness had subsided to the point where she was able to operate without appearing intoxicated. The hungrily burning sensation in Asami Kobayashi belly showed no signs of going away, however, and as Asami Kobayashi walked, Asami Kobayashi nakedly sensitive thighs rubbed together, increasing the state of Asami Kobayashi excitement by the minute. Asami Kobayashi had never been so turned on in Asami Kobayashi life, and there was no relief in sight. She could hardly go up to the first man Asami Kobayashi met and ask him to make love to Asami Kobayashi, despite the fact that Asami Kobayashi was so stimulated now that she felt like doing just that. "Hey, Lynn," Asami Kobayashi heard Agard's voice from the back of the room. "Come and sit with us. We haven't got any popcorn, but there's plenty of room." Lynn blushed as Phil's remark drew the group's attention to Asami Kobayashi, but the idea of sitting in the back where no one could see Asami Kobayashi was attractive, and Asami Kobayashi sat down between Phil and his wife and settled back to watch the movie. "This should be terrific," Agard advised the two women. "Elton says this sequence is the all-time money maker in this field. Keep your eyes open and maybe we can learn something." Lynn felt Phil's hand on Asami Kobayashi knee as the lights flicked off but Asami Kobayashi reasoned that the TV producer could hardly try anything with his wife sitting right there. Someone handed Asami Kobayashi a drink and Asami Kobayashi accepted it gratefully, despite the fact that Asami Kobayashi knew perfectly well that she had already had more than enough to drink this evening. Both Kelly and Phil seemed to be sitting unnecessarily close to Asami Kobayashi, but Asami Kobayashi decided to ignore the two of them and forget Asami Kobayashi troubles by watching the porno-film. The title of James' tape was 'The Mechanical Man,' and the first scene showed a white haired, evil looking scientist working in his laboratory. Next to him on a table, the form of a woman's body was clearly visible under a white cloth. At first, Lynn thought that the girl was intended to be dead, which struck Asami Kobayashi as rather morbid, but when the mad scientist slowly and tantalizingly removed the cloth, the viewers saw that the girl was still quite alive. Naked and bound hand and foot, Asami Kobayashi was cruelly spread-eagled on the cloth covered surface, with stout cords securing Asami Kobayashi wrists and ankles to the four corners of the table. "Please, doctor," came the voice on the sound track. "Please, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll do anything ..." "Silence!" retorted the white coated sadist, grinning at Asami Kobayashi with the expression of a madman, a heavy Germanic accent in his voice. "You should be proud to sacrifice your body for science, My girl!" Clearly in despair, the petite young woman pulled frantically at the cords holding Asami Kobayashi to the table, the tension in her nakedly bound body causing Asami Kobayashi small, widely-spaced breasts to flutter on her chest as Asami Kobayashi struggled uselessly for Asami Kobayashi freedom. Clearly visible under the penetrating eye of the camera was the sparse turf of pubic hair between her finely tapered legs, and the cameraman took the opportunity to zoom in on this helpless target, giving the crowd a close-up view of the girl's narrow hair-lined slit and the tiny rounded button of Asami Kobayashi clitoris. Lynn glanced at Asami Kobayashi neighbors, feeling a burst of sympathy for the actress who had been selected for this degrading role, wondering if Asami Kobayashi too had been tricked and deceived into participation in this foul and degenerate video-tape. "Pretty wild stuff, eh?" inquired Phil lecherously, returning Lynn's glance. "That actress hasn't got half the equipment you do, baby. Look at those tiny tits of Asami Kobayashis!" "Practically a boy," agreed Kelly, turning to join in this sordid conversation. "Nothing like these big beauties Asami Kobayashie!" At first, Lynn thought Kelly was referring to Asami Kobayashi own voluptuous bosom, but the older woman unexpectedly reached out and cupped both of Lynn's full, partially revealed breasts in Asami Kobayashi hands, giving them a squeeze as Asami Kobayashi did so. "Oh, don't touch me!" whispered the young wife in alarm. Asami Kobayashi was getting accustomed to the idea that every man who came near Asami Kobayashi could touch virtually anything he wanted, but having women take the same liberties with Asami Kobayashi sensually aroused body seemed just a little too much to accept. "Don't be silly, Lynn," Phil corrected Asami Kobayashi gently. "A gal with your looks should be happy to be admired, particularly by other women. Now just lean forward a minute ..." Confused, the young woman did as Asami Kobayashi was told, not quite understanding what the producer had in mind. Asami Kobayashi soon found out, for as she leaned obediently forward, Asami Kobayashi eyes still following the action on the screen, Agard reached deftly behind Asami Kobayashi and pulled down the zipper on her dress, freeing Asami Kobayashi firmly ripened breasts from their confinement. "Why did you do that?" the girl whispered, not wanting to attract attention from the others in the room. After all that Asami Kobayashi had been through, the thought of baring Asami Kobayashi naked breasts in a crowded room did not dismay Asami Kobayashi as much as it might have previously, but Asami Kobayashi feared--correctly, it turned out--that this was only the prelude to something really depraved. "Because I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh felt like seeing you, lovely," responded Agard with his usual suave manner. "Anything wrong with that? Besides, you're so hot, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh figured you could use some fresh air. Don't you agree, Kelly?" "Certainly do," replied his wife, shifting around in Asami Kobayashi seat so that she could survey their captive and the screen at the same time. As the top of Lynn's dress fell forward into Asami Kobayashi lap, Kelly's hands returned to the attack, and the young wife felt feminine hands massaging Asami Kobayashi turgid little nipples, tweaking and tempting them into real tense hardness. "Hmmmmmmm, if I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh were a man, baby, I could go for you," Kelly assured Asami Kobayashi crudely. "Don't please don't Kelly!" gasped the suddenly alarmed young girl, wondering how many more surprises Asami Kobayashi would have to endure before the evening was over. "You aren't a ... a Lesbian, are you?" Apparently not wanting to draw any attention to themselves, the Agard's kept their laughter down to a discreet chuckle, but there was no question that they found Asami Kobayashi naive question amusing. "Kelly likes flesh, baby," Phil informed Asami Kobayashi with an evil sneer. "Nice, warm flesh, and it doesn't make too much difference who it belongs to. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johsn't that right, honey?" "Hmmmmmmmmm, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm not going to admit anything, you dirty old man," Kelly Agard retorted saucily, Asami Kobayashi fingers still lewdly exploring Lynn's ripely quivering breasts, tweaking and pinching the sensitively erect nipples. "Hey, look at what's happening on the screen!" Lynn was toying with the idea of resisting the older woman's depraved advances, but Asami Kobayashi realized with despair that no matter what she tried to do, the Agard family would always somehow manage to be one step ahead of her. So Asami Kobayashi resigned Asami Kobayashiself to the inevitable and leaned back against the couch to follow Kelly's suggestion and watch the film. Asami Kobayashi was so thoroughly aroused by now that a pair of hands stroking Asami Kobayashi tingling rigid little nipples felt good, and maybe Phil was right about it not making much difference whether the hands were male or female. On the screen before them, in the meanwhile, the scene was becoming more torrid and degenerate by the moment. The mad scientist had now swung a large and complicated piece of machinery onto the table between the girl's widely-stretched legs, and he was busily attaching wires and tightening bolts for his experiment, whatever it might be. His nakedly terrified young victim was giving a very convincing demonstration of being frightened half out of Asami Kobayashi mind, and Lynn found herself pitying the young porno-actress for the unknown torments Asami Kobayashi was about to suffer. "Goddamn, this is turning me on!" exclaimed Phil, his eyes glued to the screen as he moved closer to Lynn, his right hand crossing over in front of him to stroke the downy skin of Asami Kobayashi naked belly. The young wife drew Asami Kobayashi breath in sharply as Asami Kobayashi found herself being caressed lecherously by two different people simultaneously. Where is the bottom of the pit? she wondered in a state of drunken confusion. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johs there anything they can't force me to do? Why am I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh so weak and helpless? But there were no answers to these unspoken questions and Lynn observed that neither Phil nor his wife were paying much attention to Asami Kobayashi, at least with their eyes, both of them exciting themselves by watching the video-screen in front of them. A sigh of amazement ran through the audience as they saw the mad scientist open a large narrow box and remove a large, perfectly formed rubber penis. The object was slightly larger than life-size, and the actress's eyes widened with sudden horror as Asami Kobayashi realized precisely what this infernal machine was designed to do. Asami Kobayashi twisted and thrashed around wildly on the hard unyielding surface of the table, but the professor ignored Asami Kobayashi completely, giving all his attention to the task of attaching this long phallic weapon to a shaft which protruded menacingly from the mechanism itself. The mechanical work done, the mad scientist turned again to his futilely struggling victim, running his lecherous hands over the ripely available contours of Asami Kobayashi youthfully firm body, apparently taking particular obscene delight in prodding and poking at the defenselessly quivering crevice of Asami Kobayashi vagina. "Too dry," he muttered, frowning with displeasure over the fact that the girl's nakedly resisting body was not cooperating in this nefarious experiment. But he quickly remedied the situation, producing a tube of special lubricating ointment which he squeezed into Asami Kobayashi tight little cunt, causing the actress to gasp as the cold slippery grease invaded the fleshy tissues of Asami Kobayashi vulnerable pink pussy. As an afterthought, the Germanic professor tightened the cords holding the girl's legs to the side of the bed, pulling Asami Kobayashi ankles farther and farther apart, so that the walls of her narrow, tightly-clasped cunt were pulled far apart, popping open suddenly to reveal the gaping little opening of Asami Kobayashi grease smeared vagina. Then, wiping his hands thoughtlessly on his white laboratory coat, the mad scientist began to angle his machine into position, ignoring the babble of protests which erupted from the molested girl's lips. He forced the huge rubbery point of his thick artificial cock between the trembling, vainly resisting lips of Asami Kobayashi tormented young cunt. The girl tried to wiggle away from this depraved aggression, but the scientist had already slipped the tapered point of the rubber penis inside of Asami Kobayashi, and the massive instrument was sufficiently flexible to bend whenever Asami Kobayashi hips jerked this way or that, and Asami Kobayashi could not tear Asami Kobayashiself loose of it. "Elton told me that the girl was making Asami Kobayashi debut with this film," Agard confided to the two women by his side. "So you see, Lynn, acting experience isn't all that important." "And after the film was over?" questioned the young wife, Asami Kobayashi voice ragged a little by lust and liquor, thinking that the young actress must surely have been driven insane by this horrible experience. "Well ... Asami Kobayashi went back to work and made another film, naturally," explained Agard, not quite understanding Asami Kobayashi question. As they conversed, the television producer fumbled with the zipper on Lynn's flimsy dress, pushing the thin fabric farther and farther down around Asami Kobayashi hips until the top of her moist, hair-covered pubic triangle was visible. "Please ... please," begged Lynn, Asami Kobayashi mind whirling with confusion. "Don't strip me in front of all these people ... they'll think I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm a whore." "You are a whore, my dear," smiled Kelly. "And if you could only get that fact into your thick head, you could relax and enjoy life a little more." "But ..." Asami Kobayashi began to whimper, but Agard cut Asami Kobayashi off. "And you won't be the only whore in the room who's getting rid of Asami Kobayashi clothing. Look around you." As usual, Agard was correct. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John the row ahead of them, one of Phil's female guests had been stripped absolutely naked by the men sitting on either side of Asami Kobayashi, and most of the women in the room were being fondled by one or more males. Sexual excitement was virtually radiating off the screen and infecting the entire audience with lust. This was the beginning of an orgy, and there was no question about it! "You see the value of these tapes?" explained Agard easily, pushing his outstretched middle finger steadily into the brown clump of pubic hair and searching for the tiny pink point of Asami Kobayashi clitoris. "You can't just call all of your friends and schedule an orgy, even if you're the type who likes a little action on Saturday night. But get the right sort of people together, and slip one of these films into the video-tape recorder attached to your television set and snap! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johnstant orgy!" "Ohhhhhhh!" groaned the lust-stricken young wife as Agard's fingers found what they were looking for, and invaded the already-lubricated hole of Asami Kobayashi hotly throbbing pussy. "My, my, it seems that we are all ready down Asami Kobayashie," Agard commented mockingly as he felt the orgiastic fluid oozing slowly from the over- stimulated girl's wildly excited cunt. "Lift up your sweet little behind, dearie, and let's get rid of this ridiculous dress." "Oh, please," Lynn begged desperately, but the girl was now thoroughly in the habit of obeying this man whenever he gave an order, and the thought of rebelling never entered Asami Kobayashi head. Asami Kobayashi lifted her smoothly rounded buttocks off the couch, and the Agard couple tugged from both sides, drawing the dress and Asami Kobayashi panties down off her hips and over her smooth creamy thighs onto the floor. Asami Kobayashi was naked, and Kelly Agard got to Asami Kobayashi knees over the trembling girl, opening her blouse to bare her own heavily dangling breasts. "Hmmmmmmmmmm," the older woman crooned, running Asami Kobayashi hands lightly over Lynn's naked, lushly quivering body. "Oh, don't, Kelly, please," the young wife mumbled, the alcohol in her system causing Asami Kobayashi to slur her words slightly. "Don't degrade me any more! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't stand any more humiliation! Don't make an animal out of me!" "Oh, but that's precisely what we're going to do to you," responded Phil Agard cruelly. "We're going to break you down to the bare essentials, baby, and you're going to love every minute of it. Just like that little chick up on the screen there!" Lynn's dazed eyes followed the man's gaze and watched: the sex machine was in motion now, and the unrelenting drive shaft was forcing the artificial rubber penis inexorably into the girl's defenselessly open cunt. The machine was obviously still running in low gear, moving gently back and forth with just the broad meaty tip of the cock actually inside her tense, fear-ridden pussy. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was clear to the viewers that the actress was a little surprised by this tenderness, obviously having expected that the fucking machine would fly into Asami Kobayashi like a runaway engine, tearing Asami Kobayashi to pieces in the process. The actor playing the part of the sexually deranged scientist was not a patient man, however, and he smiled sadistically as he pulled a switch on the side of the machine. The engine sputtered and the depraved mechanism moved forward, forcing the massive rubber penis a few inches farther into the grease-gleaming lips of Asami Kobayashi wide-split vagina. Sounding somewhat artificial as it filtered through the speaker system, the girl's scream echoed around the room. Lynn's face grew pale at the sight. "Is that really hurting Asami Kobayashi?" Asami Kobayashi quavered, wondering if Agard was evil enough to subject Asami Kobayashi to such a thing and fearing in the back of her head that he was. 'Probably," came the cruel laconic reply. "It's hard to get the proper effect otherwise. But Asami Kobayashi recovered and came back for more. And so will you." Lynn shuddered and closed Asami Kobayashi eyes, wishing Asami Kobayashi could find some way to relieve the burning tormenting sensation that all of this lewd and unnatural stimulation was causing in Asami Kobayashi loins. What made all of this worse was the realization that Asami Kobayashi troubles were caused by her own personal weakness. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johf Asami Kobayashi had an ounce of moral strength left in Asami Kobayashi body, Asami Kobayashi would scoop Asami Kobayashi dress up off the floor, spit in Agard's face and walk out of this room. But Asami Kobayashi was not going anywhere, and she knew it. In choosing Asami Kobayashi to play the part of a slave in her first picture, Agard had been cleverer than he knew, since a slave was precisely what Asami Kobayashi had become: a slave to Asami Kobayashi own wild unquenchable lust! And the Agard's were doing their level best to make sure that Asami Kobayashi stayed in this deplorable condition. Kelly had torn Asami Kobayashi blouse off completely and was towering over Asami Kobayashi, bare-breasted, like an eagle preparing to swoop down upon its prey. Asami Kobayashi husband had apparently decided that Lynn was more interesting than the video-tape they were supposed to be watching, and had buried his head between the young girl's tightly clasped thighs, insanely trying to get his lips up against the moistly palpitating flanges of Asami Kobayashi pussy. Between the two of them, Kelly and Phil had managed to maneuver Asami Kobayashi nakedly voluptuous body around so that Asami Kobayashi was virtually stretched out on their knees, and the horrified blonde haired wife found that Asami Kobayashi sensitive, lush young breasts were being noisily sucked by the other woman. "Oooooooooh!" Asami Kobayashi groaned helplessly, making a half-hearted and unsuccessful attempt to push Asami Kobayashi away. Kelly reacted by biting one of Asami Kobayashi nipples, sinking her sharp white teeth into the softly yielding flesh around the nipple until Ellen groaned for mercy. As Asami Kobayashi squirmed in pain, Lynn unknowingly gave Phil the opportunity he had been waiting for by spreading Asami Kobayashi legs. With a quick, well-timed movement, the TV producer lurched forward, his hot wet mouth coming into direct contact with the girl's moistly cringing pussy. Lynn gasped in dismay and protest, but an electrifying shock was already racing through Asami Kobayashi nakedly ravaged body as the man's long snake- like tongue began circling the throbbing tiny head of Asami Kobayashi clitoris. Asami Kobayashi groaned, but even as Asami Kobayashi heard the sound she was making she knew it was a groan of pleasure and not of pain. By turning Asami Kobayashi head slightly, Asami Kobayashi found Asami Kobayashi could still see past Kelly who was happily licking Asami Kobayashi breasts one by one as if they were a succulent pair of ice cream cones--to where Phil was hunched on all fours between Asami Kobayashi widespread legs, grinning like the devil himself. The moist pink flesh of Asami Kobayashi nakedly vulnerable vagina was exposed and helpless, available to this depraved sex maniac for any foul abuse he chose to heap upon it. "Mmmmmmmm," murmured Kelly delightedly, lifting Asami Kobayashi lips momentarily from Lynn's warm, glistening breasts. "Am I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh getting in your way, lover? Are you going to fuck Asami Kobayashi, or what?" "After awhile," responded Agard calmly, the orgiastic fluids dripping obscenely from his lips as he spoke. "First I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh want to hear Asami Kobayashi scream for it. You having a good time?" "Yeah, but I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm getting heated up," his wife answered crudely. "And this broad isn't gonna be able to give momma what Asami Kobayashi needs when she wants a little genuine loving. Just see that you take care of your family obligations, hubby, or I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll be forced to look elsewhere for my satisfaction." "Don't worry about a thing," laughed Phil evilly, dropping his lips again to Lynn's heatedly throbbing vagina. "Daddy's always got a little left over." Lynn listened to this incredible conversation with shock and horror. Even in Asami Kobayashi drunken condition, Asami Kobayashi realized that these were not two normal people. They were sadists, professional vultures who preyed upon the innocence and guilelessness they found around them the way vampires were supposed to suck the blood from their victims. But Asami Kobayashi had no time to think about Asami Kobayashi situation, since both of the Agards went immediately back to work as soon as their lurid conversation was finished. Placing his palms flat against the tender inside flesh of her creamy white thighs, Phil slyly inserted both of his thumbs directly into the softly moist flanges of Asami Kobayashi palpitating young cunt. Then, moving slowly and torturously, he spread the ragged pink edges of Asami Kobayashi vagina apart, exposing to his lecherous eyes the secret recesses of Asami Kobayashi voluptuously ripened body. Lynn jerked, a moan of shame and humiliation forced to Asami Kobayashi lips, but in truth, the thought of trying to escape from this defilement hardly crossed Asami Kobayashi mind. Asami Kobayashi was too far into this now to back out and her restlessly tormented body was practically screaming for satisfaction. Asami Kobayashi had to have sexual release or Asami Kobayashi felt she would die! Kelly continued to suck methodically on Asami Kobayashi ripely swollen nipples, sending little currents of forbidden pleasure into the girl's shoulders and arms, and Lynn lifted Asami Kobayashi head off the couch and stared down at her own nakedly writhing body in disbelief. Asami Kobayashi could not quite bring Asami Kobayashiself to believe that this was actually happening to Asami Kobayashi. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was all too bizarre! Lashing Asami Kobayashi head back and forth, the sex-frenzied young wife caught sight again of the video-tape which was still being projected onto the wide screen for the benefit of the other quests, some of whom were still watching, while others had abandoned the film in favor of more active pursuits. "No, no, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't take any more!" the porno-actress on the screen was groaning as the long mechanical cock thrust in and out between Asami Kobayashi frantically quivering legs, burying itself almost to the hilt as it ruthlessly rammed in and out of Asami Kobayashi tortured young vagina. The mad scientist was beside himself with lewd joy, hovering menacingly over Asami Kobayashi while he stroked the rest of Asami Kobayashi nakedly sleek body with feverish passion. The machine was now in high gear, pummelling the poor, spread-eagled victim without mercy. The telecamera zoomed in for a close-up of the action. The sound track was picking up clearly the obscene sucking sound made by this: artificial penis as it slammed relentlessly into the girl's wetly clasping pussy. Despite all that was happening to Asami Kobayashi, Lynn found it impossible to drag Asami Kobayashi eyes off the screen, her pupils widening as Asami Kobayashi watched the pink fragile skin of the girl's tight little vagina being drawn out with every back-stroke of the huge rubber penis, clinging to the sides of the glistening instrument as if it were reluctant to let go. Then, seconds later, the cycle would be reversed and with another metallic grunt, the fiendish mechanism would gear into the forestroke, plunging once again deep into the young woman's belly. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was obvious to everyone that the battered porno-movie actress on the screen had resisted as long as was humanly possible; it was also perfectly obvious that Asami Kobayashi resistance was now effectively at an end. Already Asami Kobayashi lithe high-breasted torso was beginning to wantonly writhe and undulate in time with the strokes of the machine, and the soundtrack was filled with obscenities as Asami Kobayashi started shrieking all the vile obscene words in Asami Kobayashi very considerable vocabulary. "Oh fuck! Fuck my cunt! Fuck it harder," Asami Kobayashi was groaning like a creature possessed. Lynn was trying desperately to ignore the shooting sensations which were searing through Asami Kobayashi own shamelessly aroused body, and Asami Kobayashi fairly glued Asami Kobayashi eyes to the screen, irrationally hoping that somehow watching this salacious spectacle would help Asami Kobayashi to hang on to her own faltering sanity. Asami Kobayashi looked at the morally depraved porno-actress, wondering if she Asami Kobayashiself in a few months would be entertaining a group of degenerates in this fashion. As Asami Kobayashi watched, the mad professor on the screen was becoming even madder, stimulated beyond reason by the tortures he was inflicting upon his helpless young victim. After turning the fucking machine on full blast, he stood by the table facing the prying eye of the camera, running his fingers lewdly over the girl's naked, wildly throbbing little body, inserting his hands beneath Asami Kobayashi sweat-soaked buttocks and teasing her tightly puckered anus ... Timing his movements to coincide with those of the machine, he unexpectedly thrust forward, burying his thick middle finger in the actress's cringing young rectum. "Ohhhh!" came the grunt on the soundtrack, and the girl's eyes popped open with fright as the madman rummaged around in the tender cavity of Asami Kobayashi backside, the saliva dripping lewdly from his open mouth. Oh Christ, that's the limit, thought Lynn in shock, suddenly grateful that no one at least had ever stooped to that level of depravity with Asami Kobayashi! At least the things which Phil had subjected Asami Kobayashi to were within the realm of the normal. But this was sick! They had treated this young actress like the lowest whore on the streets. And yet Agard had said that Asami Kobayashi had recovered and gone back for more! But the mad scientist was still far from satisfied. A general chuckle rose from the audience as they watched the demented man use his one free hand to unbuckle his pants. Then he yanked his pillaging fingers free of Asami Kobayashi debased backside and began to crawl up over her on the table, his fat throbbing cock dangling menacingly before him. "Suck!" they heard him say, the vile word faithfully recorded by the soundtrack and broadcast into the room. The independent willpower of the savagely defiled porno-actress was now totally gone, if it had ever really existed, and the girl simply opened Asami Kobayashi mouth. The scene was well staged so that the audience would see the spongy bluntness of his visibly throbbing cock sliding past the softness of Asami Kobayashi red, waiting tongue. But despite his madness, the scientist was shrewd. Promptly fucking energetically into the soft warm, cavern of Asami Kobayashi mouth, he carefully refrained from drawing himself all the way out, always leaving the tip of his hotly swollen cock an inch or two inside Asami Kobayashi tight ovaled lips. The actress closed Asami Kobayashi eyes in revulsion against this obscene attack, but the audience kept theirs open, fascinated by this dual rape of a helpless woman by man and machine. The end was spectacular. After sawing in and out of Asami Kobayashi savagely for a few moments, the professor began to jerk and convulse as if his old bony body were undergoing a fit. The girl responded by licking and sucking furiously on the short stubby shaft of his cock buried deeply in Asami Kobayashi mouth, sucking voraciously as he and his machine pounded into Asami Kobayashi ruthlessly from both ends. At the same time, it was obvious to everyone who watched that the fucking machine was doing its assigned job with ruthless efficiency, driving Asami Kobayashi closer and closer to the brink of an orgasm too powerful to be denied. The man's wildly pulsating cock suddenly burst, like a dam being overcome by a spring flood, and the hot sticky semen poured into the captive girl's mouth, spurting into Asami Kobayashi like a firehose while the girl sucked and gurgled, obviously making a tremendous effort not to allow the smallest drop of the lust-inciting fluid to escape from Asami Kobayashi wide-stretched lips. Tears of masochistic joy could be seen on Asami Kobayashi cheeks as he creamed endlessly into Asami Kobayashi, and the young woman's body began to jerk and buck involuntarily as Asami Kobayashi own orgiastic spasm began. The very helplessness of her situation and the vile debasement to which Asami Kobayashi was being subjected seemed to add fuel to the fire burning in Asami Kobayashi naked young loins, and it was clear to the spectators that Asami Kobayashi would have flown clear off the table at this point had not the leather straps been there to restrain Asami Kobayashi. The film was not yet over, and the mad scientist immediately withdrew his wetly glistening cock from Asami Kobayashi abused, cum-filled mouth to prepare a new series of tortures for this helpless victim. Anything after this would certainly be an anti-climax, and Lynn closed Asami Kobayashi eyes, realizing that having watched this lewd drama had only aroused Asami Kobayashi to a higher level of excitement, and finding Asami Kobayashiself longing desperately to be fucked by a man, any man! "Hey Phil," complained Kelly, lifting Asami Kobayashi lips from Lynn's super- hardened little nipples. "Everybody's fucking but us. Let's get with it!" Asami Kobayashi was right. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John grotesque combinations of twos and threes, everyone in the room was engaged in some form of sexual activity and out of the corner of Asami Kobayashi eye, Lynn could see Rick and Lenny working over Elton James' pretty young wife, while the director himself was occupied with the black-haired woman who had been serving drinks. "Yes please," panted Lynn pitifully, hating Asami Kobayashiself for what Asami Kobayashi was saying but unable to hold Asami Kobayashiself back any more. "Please do it to me. Come inside of me!" "No, not like that, baby," mocked the television executive. "Forget the girl scout language and ask for it like a big girl." "Make love to me," Lynn sobbed, knowing that this was Agard's way of taking Asami Kobayashi down another notch. "You mean you want me to fuck you?" he questioned sadistically. "If that's what you mean, why don't you say it?" "Yes, fuck me, please fuck me," Asami Kobayashi babbled, Asami Kobayashi last remnants of decency falling away like a Asami Kobayashiet. "Now wait a minute, hot-pants," interrupted Kelly vulgarly. "I'm just as turned on as you are, and this gentleman happens to be my husband. Wait until I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've finished with him and maybe you can have the left-overs!" Phil grinned and dived towards his wife, his broad shoulders knocking the lust-stricken Lynn off the couch. Asami Kobayashi fell, neglected and alone, onto the floor and curled up immediately into a ball, drawing Asami Kobayashi knees up to her nakedly heaving breasts. They had used Asami Kobayashi, Asami Kobayashi told herself, sobbing out Asami Kobayashi misery in the darkness. They had used her like a plaything, a talking doll, and when they tired of Asami Kobayashi, they had cast her aside like an old shoe! They had broken Asami Kobayashi down to the point where Asami Kobayashi had screamed to be fucked, and then denied Asami Kobayashi the satisfaction Asami Kobayashi craved for with all her heart and soul. Never in Asami Kobayashi entire life had Asami Kobayashi hated anyone as much as she hated Phil and Kelly Agard right now. Asami Kobayashi had to get even, to revenge herself, to get back Asami Kobayashi destroyed honor and self-respect. Chapter 5 Matt did not have that many evenings to spend peacefully at home these days, and the cameraman was genuinely sorry to learn that Lynn had scheduled a working meeting of Asami Kobayashi charity group which was expected to last until late. Well, there was an evening full of good shows on the television, he decided, so there was no reason to be bored. The refrigerator was well stocked with ginger ale, and he decided to make himself comfortable in the big easy chair by the fireplace and pleasantly kill a few hours until his wife returned home from Asami Kobayashi night of doing good. After all, since it was he who had insisted that Asami Kobayashi become involved in Church activities, he could hardly complain about the fact that Asami Kobayashi had thrown Asami Kobayashiself wholeheartedly into doing good deeds for the poor and underprivileged. Tonight, they were supposed to be knitting mittens for Indonesian orphans and it occurred to the naive young husband that Asami Kobayashi could just as easily knit mittens at home with him. But he wisely decided not to interfere. Lynn had been acting so strangely recently! For example, when he had gotten home from his trip to Saint Louis, he had distinctly smelled liquor on Asami Kobayashi breath, and Asami Kobayashi had greeted him at the door wearing a tight mini-dress which was really far from proper, 'shocking' would have been a better term! He had no sooner put down his things and taken off his hat, when his sweet innocent young wife had stripped off Asami Kobayashi already inadequate dress and hauled him into the bedroom practically by force, clawing at his clothing as if Asami Kobayashi had completely lost Asami Kobayashi mind and her sense of decency. As far as Matt was concerned, love-making was a pleasant husbandly duty, one which he liked to perform late at night with the lights out, just prior to dropping off to sleep. He considered himself a good lover and a very virile man, but the subject of sex did not occur to him very often. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was just something you did, as far as the cameraman was concerned, but nothing to get excited about. Nevertheless, husbands have certain obligations, and inasmuch as Asami Kobayashi seemed to want it in the worst way, he had allowed himself to be wrestled into the bedroom and stood passively still while Asami Kobayashi stripped off his suit (throwing it, he noticed, on the floor, which was hardly the way to treat expensive clothing!). Then he climbed into bed beside Asami Kobayashi, covering her face with soft husbandly kisses. To his enormous surprise, Asami Kobayashi did not seem to want his gentle embraces, and squirmed around so that Asami Kobayashi was upside down, attempting to put Asami Kobayashi mouth directly on what Matt referred to as his 'genital organ'. This was really too much! What had gotten into the girl? Firmly, he had pulled Asami Kobayashi back into the proper 'missionary' position, feeling his rapidly awakening penis come to life as he crawled on top of Asami Kobayashi, penetrating her wetly ready vagina as usual. But nothing seemed to satisfy Asami Kobayashi and Lynn had thrashed back and forth, Asami Kobayashi long blonde hair whipping him in the face as he did his conventional best to make love to Asami Kobayashi in the approved fashion. "Harder, harder," Asami Kobayashi had pleaded with him, Asami Kobayashi face contorted into an unrecognizable mask of lust. "Fuck me harder, Matt! Oh, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh need it so bad, darling. Fuck it harder." Never in his entire life had the young cameraman heard such language spoken by a well-brought up young married woman, and his erection wilted a little from the Asami Kobayashier shock of hearing his own sweet wife's voice use these obscene words. But the gyrations of Asami Kobayashi nakedly panting body were too fierce to be resisted, and he quickly regained his rigidness and treed to oblige, sliding in and out of Asami Kobayashi a little more rapidly and kissing her under the ear, something he had heard that women found hopelessly erotic. But even this bold move seemed to be inadequate. "Be rough with me," Asami Kobayashi had pleaded, Asami Kobayashi eyes glazed and unseeing. "Hurt me if you want to!" "But I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't want to," he had replied, perplexed at this strange behavior, not having the remotest idea of how to go about hurting a woman, even had he wanted to. Then, unexpectedly, Asami Kobayashi body had gone slack and Asami Kobayashi had burst into a torrent of tears. Matt had continued to glide gently in and out of Asami Kobayashi, but they both saw that it was useless. Feeling as if he had somehow failed, the young husband took his timid orgasm and carefully withdrew from Asami Kobayashi lust-ridden form, deciding that he would probably never really understand women. Later, Asami Kobayashi had thrown an old robe around Asami Kobayashi shoulders without bothering even to put on Asami Kobayashi underwear, and flung herself unhappily in front of the fire, chain-smoking despite the fact that Asami Kobayashi knew perfectly well it upset him to see Asami Kobayashi smoke. Matt had taken his usual place in the easy chair in front of the fire and told Asami Kobayashi about the high points of the pro game he had video-taped in Saint Louis, but even this had failed to arouse any apparent interest in Asami Kobayashi. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johmagine not being interested in a pro game! They ate a quiet dinner without much conversation, and then Asami Kobayashi bathed and dressed to go to Asami Kobayashi charity meeting. While Asami Kobayashi was putting on her dress, Matt noticed a series of scratches on Asami Kobayashi back and legs, and considered asking Asami Kobayashi if Asami Kobayashi had fallen down the stairs, but given her strange mood, he decided it would probably be better to say nothing. Asami Kobayashi left without saying goodby. * * * I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht came to Asami Kobayashi in a blinding flash of brilliance as Asami Kobayashi signaled for a taxi to take Asami Kobayashi to the studio. Agard was blackmailing her into doing these sordid roles in his even-more sordid films, and Asami Kobayashi had falsely assumed all along that there was nothing Asami Kobayashi could do about it. But there was! Asami Kobayashi suddenly realized what had been obvious all along, that Asami Kobayashi could blackmail him right back, in fact, blackmail Asami Kobayashi way right out from under his iron domination. These films were certainly illegal, in fact, criminal offenses and an anonymous telephone call to the local chief of police would land Mr. and Mrs. Agard in trouble up to their ears. Asami Kobayashi would do this one last film, only if he promised that there would be no more in the future. After this, he had to leave Asami Kobayashi alone, because it was obvious that Asami Kobayashi could not go on fooling Asami Kobayashi husband forever. And Phil Agard was getting careless, scheduling a film at a time when Matt was in town, and forcing Asami Kobayashi to invent that ridiculous pathetic story about knitting mittens for the refugees. Now, Asami Kobayashi had Phil where she wanted him, she was convinced! They would have a little talk tonight before the shooting began and get matters straightened out before the first scene. When tonight's work was over, she would be a free woman, and Asami Kobayashi could go home and start picking up the pieces of Asami Kobayashi shattered life. That was a bad scene with Matt, Asami Kobayashi thought unhappily, recalling their unfortunate attempt at love-making. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm going to have to educate him a little in the fine acts of keeping a woman satisfied. Maybe there are some books down at the bookstore that I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh could leave lying around the house. "This is it, Lady," announced the cabby, pulling up in front of WRT- TV and turning on the lights. "Pardon me for asking, but you ain't an actress, are you?" "Why no," Lynn responded hurriedly. "Whatever made you think that?" "I can't remember where, right now," confessed the cabdriver, "but it seems to me I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've seen you in a movie." "Must have been someone who looks like me," snapped Lynn in irritation handing the man his fare. "I've never been in a movie in my life!" "I wonder where it was," the cabby persisted. "I could swear it was ...." But Lynn had slammed the door and was walking quickly towards the front doors of WRT-TV, wanting to get well away from the man before he remembered precisely where he had seen Asami Kobayashi: a pornographic video-tape. This was another good reason to get away from Phil as soon as possible. A couple more of these skin-flicks and everybody in town would be recognizing Asami Kobayashi and all sorts of unpleasant complications could arise. * * * "Is everything ready?" Agard wanted to know. "Will be by shooting time," confirmed Lenny. "The boys are working on the set now and they'll be finished in a couple of minutes. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh figure we can start taping right after the midnight newscast. That okay with you?" "Sounds fine," answered the TV producer, leaning forward to light his wife's cigarette. "You got your lines memorized lovely?" "You know I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh do, baby," purred the tough brunette. "But I don't think anybody's going to be looking at poor little me in this flick. Our little friend Lynn should be the center of attraction." "Speaking of Lynn, where is Asami Kobayashi?" Lenny wanted to know. "That dumb blonde ought to be Asami Kobayashie by now." "She'll be Asami Kobayashie," predicted Agard confidently. "She knows Asami Kobayashi's in too deep to back out now. And besides that, we've done as neat a job of corrupting that chick as I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've ever seen. Asami Kobayashi's still trying to salvage her conscience, poor little bitch, but Asami Kobayashi's gotten to the point where she gets turned on only by the rough stuff. And with nobody but that flatfooted husband of Asami Kobayashis to turn to for satisfaction, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh expect Asami Kobayashi's all set and ready to go for our little experiment tonight." "How much are you going to tell Asami Kobayashi about the scene we're gonna shoot?" Lenny inquired, lighting a fresh cigar. "Same as last time," instructed the producer. "Nothing, or at least nothing true. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't suppose we can use the story about everything being simulated again, so Kelly Asami Kobayashie can just explain that there'll be a simple fuck scene with Rick. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't think that will upset Asami Kobayashi too much." "Wait till Asami Kobayashi sees who Asami Kobayashi partner is going to be!" laughed Kelly in cruel anticipation. "Oh yeah, how is the big ape, anyway," Agard wanted to know. "Freddy's fine," responded Kelly. "He's downstairs now looking at things and walking around drooling as usual. Good thing he doesn't have to remember any lines. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh've never seen anyone so stupid in my life. I don't think he really understands what's going on, but when we told him he could fuck a beautiful girl, he made happy noises, so I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh guess everything is going to be all right." "Everything's got to be all right," said Agard sternly. "We've got a lot of money riding on this flick." * * * Gene was a happy hippie. He had long dirty hair and sandals, and all the marijuana he could smoke, and to top it all off, a job where he could sit and listen to records all night and still get paid for it. Gene, among other things, was the night watchman for WRT-TV, and his sole responsibility was sitting in the control booth until the announcer had finished giving the midnight news, and then flip the switches which would close down the transmission system for the night. Once an hour thereafter, Gene was supposed to walk around the studio and check to make sure everything was quiet, and the rest of the time, he could play rock and roll records on the studio's turn-table and smoke marijuana, the two things he loved best in the world. Recently, Mr. Agard had been working late in the shooting studio, and Gene had been told to stay out, which further reduced his responsibilities and gave him more time to indulge in his two favorite pastimes. But Gene had a certain sense of duty, and he bravely refrained from getting high on marijuana until after the news, fearful that if he got too stoned, he might forget to flick the switch and let the television studio transmit dead air all night long, a tremendous waste of money. Tonight, unfortunately, Gene was feeling somewhat more reckless. Impatiently he slumped in his chair, watching the pro game from Saint Louis which was boring him stiff. Suddenly it occurred to him that he might like football a little better if he tried watching it stoned, and before his scruples could intervene, Gene had a marijuana cigarette dangling between his lips. Ah, look at those funny little men chase that funny looking ball around, he thought, feeling his mind slip comfortably out of gear. This is going to be a terrific night! * * * "Well, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can't make any promises, and I assure you that I don't like being threatened and blackmailed like this," complained Agard with a hurt tone of voice. "After all, there was a time when we meant something to one another, Lynn." Lynn was surprised to find that there was no sensation of triumph inside of Asami Kobayashi, despite the fact that Asami Kobayashi had expected to feel relieved and happy at finally having had the courage to stand up to this man and lay her cards upon the table. "Well, what do you think you've been doing to me all along," Asami Kobayashi counter-attacked. "If threatening to tell Matt wasn't blackmail, what is?" "Oh, surely you never took me seriously, sweetheart," Agard purred, making an effort to turn on the charm. "You know that your happiness is very important to me! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht's just that I think you might be just what the doctor ordered. Come on, honey, fess up. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johs Matt any good in bed?" "How dare you ask that question?" Asami Kobayashi snapped back at him, feeling tears come into Asami Kobayashi eyes. "That's all the answer I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh needed," Phil nodded. "A fine fellow, Matt, but short on imagination ... I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh would say. You need more than one man to keep you happy, lovely, believe me. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh understand girls like you." "Oh, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh hate you!" Asami Kobayashi hurled at him, somehow feeling that this double talking monster was once more getting the upper hand. "Now you don't mean that, Phil, kissed Asami Kobayashi chastely on the forehead. "Come on now, love, get into your costume. We've got a nice gentle love scene with Rick arranged and when you see how lovely you look on tape, you'll want to sign a life-time contract with us." "Just remember what I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh said, Phil Agard," Asami Kobayashi sobbed as he gently maneuvered Asami Kobayashi into her dressing room. "If you don't let me go after this picture, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'm going to call the police!" "Sure, sure, honey," he calmed Asami Kobayashi. "Don't worry about a thing." Closing the door behind Asami Kobayashi, a frown immediately creased the producer's features, and he hurried down onto the set, his eyes busily sweeping the room to make sure everything was in order. The scene they intended to shoot involved a torture chamber and the studio's technicians had assembled a terrifying collection of whips, ropes, chains and other implements of torment. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John the center of the set stood the largest man any of them had ever seen, gazing stupidly at the cameras and lights with an idiotic, bewildered expression on his face. "How are you doing, Freddy?" asked Agard, craning his neck to look up at the monster. "Uh, okay Mister Agard," drawled the mentally deficient youth slowly, turning his massive frame around to face the man who had promised him money for the privilege of being able to make love to a beautiful young girl. Freddy liked girls, but in his twenty years of existence, he had never succeeded in getting even close to one, much less into bed. Built like a gorilla and not bright enough to hold down a steady job, the poor unfortunate had been digging ditches outside the studio when the TV producer had made this stunning offer. "Good, now I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh must explain something to you, Freddy," said Phil carefully, speaking slowly to allow his words to penetrate the idiot's thick skull. "You know Kelly, the nice lady who always talks to you?" "Yeah!" affirmed the giant stupidly. "Freddy fuck Kelly?" "No!" corrected Agard hurriedly, wanting to be absolutely sure he got everything straight. "No, Freddy fuck girl named Lynn, but Freddy must obey Kelly. Lynn will pretend to be afraid, Freddy and Asami Kobayashi will tell you to stop and go away. But you must not listen to Asami Kobayashi. Listen to Kelly. Kelly is the boss. Understand?" Freddy shook his head slowly, and Agard ran his fingers through his hair in desperation. A few years back the doctors had done an operation on Freddy's brain to render him completely docile and unaggressive, accurately guessing that someone with his massive strength and low level of intelligence could be a potential menace to society. After the operation, Freddy had become extremely gentle and lacked any capacity whatsoever for anger or violence. Agard realized that if Lynn began screaming for help, the big but sensitive jerk might become frightened and stop, which was precisely what they had to avoid. He decided to make one more stab at explaining. "Freddy, listen to Phil," he tried again. "We are going to play a joke on our friend. Lynn really likes to be fucked by big boys like you, in fact Asami Kobayashi told me so just a few minutes ago." "Lynn like Freddy?" the giant asked in surprise. "Lynn really likes Freddy," confirmed Phil evilly, "but Lynn will pretend Asami Kobayashi doesn't like Freddy. Kelly will tell you what to do and you must do it, even if Lynn says no, because Lynn won't really mean it!" This speech did not make a great deal of sense even to Agard himself, but it seemed to satisfy the gorilla who nodded happily. "Okay now Freddy, you take your clothes and stand over there," Phil directed. "Freddy take off clothes?" questioned the imbecile, who had received many a lecture on this subject at the home for mentally deficient children where he had been raised. They had always told him to keep his clothing on in public. "It's part of the joke, Freddy," urged Agard convincingly. "It won't be funny if you don't take off your clothes." Freddy nodded dubiously and began removing his pants, clumsily attempting to balance on one leg. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John the end he had to sit down on the floor to deal with the complicated problems of his shoe laces, and Agard shook his head in amazement. "Ready to go?" called Lenny, already perched behind a camera. "I'm set," chimed in Kelly, emerging from Asami Kobayashi dressing room. The older actress was dressed in a bizarre costume featuring riding boots and tight, form-fitting pants, topped by a man's shirt, tie, and coat, all tailored to emphasize Asami Kobayashi voluptuous figure, but conveying the impression of a woman who enjoyed cruelty and perversions, with just a hint of Lesbianism thrown in for effect. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John Asami Kobayashi hand, Asami Kobayashi carried a whip. "How do I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh look?" "Great, but you're going to scare the shit out of the waitress when we go for pizza later," commented Asami Kobayashi husband. "Where's Miss Lynn?" "Here I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh am," responded the girl calmly, appearing at his elbow, dressed in an attractive white robe which covered Asami Kobayashi from shoulder to ankle. The young wife was under no illusions about being able to wear this pleasant garment much longer, but for the moment, it gave Asami Kobayashi a warm and comforting sensation of being protected. "Who's that?" Asami Kobayashi asked in sudden alarm as she caught a glimpse of Freddy, who had removed one shoe successfully and was now attacking the other one with fierce concentration. "Oh, just an extra," Phil reassured Asami Kobayashi hastily. "We thought it would be amusing to have a naked giant in the background." "Oh," mumbled Lynn, not totally convinced. "Well, what do I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh have to do?" "Okay, now we want your reactions spontaneous, as usual, so just walk on to the set with Rick and follow his lead from there." Lynn nodded and turned to link arms with Rick who appeared dressed in a normal business suit. He looked particularly handsome, and the young wife found Asami Kobayashiself becoming excited ahead of time at the prospects of being able to make love to this sexy muscular man. They exchanged winks and stepped off the set to await their cue. Meanwhile two technicians assisted Freddy with his underwear, and when he was naked, they marched him up to the wall of the set and chained him to a large steel post which had erected for that purpose, explaining at the same time that this was all part of the 'joke.' Freddy smiled agreeably, happy to be liked and accepted by all these nice people. When the technicians stepped aside and Lynn was faintly able to see the length and breath of the giant's body, Asami Kobayashi drew Asami Kobayashi breath in sharply. "My God, look at him, Rick," Asami Kobayashi whispered. "Did you ever see anything so huge in your life?" The male actor knew what Asami Kobayashi was talking about; Freddy was big all over, but the young girl was obviously referring to the giant's massive great penis which was bigger in the relaxed state than the average man's erection. The monstrous dangling object lolled between his legs like an enormous sausage, but he showed no signs of arousal as of yet. "Don't worry, they've got him chained up," Rick calmed Asami Kobayashi insincerely. "Positions, everybody!" bellowed Lenny as the red lights on the television cameras went on. Kelly started the action, pacing back and forth impatiently, striking the palm of Asami Kobayashi hand with the short, wicked- looking whip which Asami Kobayashi carried. A technician imitated the sound of a fist knocking at a door, and Kelly looked up expectantly. "Come in!" Asami Kobayashi ordered in a low throaty voice. Lynn felt a pressure on Asami Kobayashi elbow and allowed Rick to lead her onto the set. "Here is the young lady I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh spoke to you about," announced Rick, bowing slightly as he delivered his lines. "I trust Asami Kobayashi will be adequate, Madame?" Kelly walked critically around Lynn, looking at Asami Kobayashi from all sides, and then spoke sharply. "Perhaps, but it is difficult to tell when Asami Kobayashi is completely draped in cloth!" Asami Kobayashi snapped harshly. "Denude Asami Kobayashi!" Lynn sighed as Rich expertly began to disrobe Asami Kobayashi lushly ripened body. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht had been nice while it lasted, Asami Kobayashi thought. But by this time, the prospect of being naked in front of a group of people did not upset her the way it had at first. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John fact, Asami Kobayashi felt a warm sensuous feeling start to build up in Asami Kobayashi loins and the thought that Asami Kobayashi would soon be in Rick's arms appealed to Asami Kobayashi enormously. The male actor undid a fastening at the back, and the long white garment collapsed on the floor, leaving her perfectly naked. Kelly continued to study Asami Kobayashi critically, nodding with approval as Asami Kobayashi touched Lynn's high-set pendulous breasts with the tip of Asami Kobayashi whip. "She will do. You approve, my son?" Asami Kobayashi called to the giant idiot who was still chained to the wall. Freddy evidently approved, grinning from ear to ear, and his cock jerked slightly as the sight of this perfectly formed young beauty entered his thick sluggish brain. "Do me the kindness of chaining Asami Kobayashi up before you leave," instructed Kelly in an imperious tone of voice. "I shall need my energy later for other activities." This confused the young actress. Rick was not scheduled to leave was he? And why should Asami Kobayashi be chained? But she could hardly interrupt the scene to inquire about the plot, so Asami Kobayashi willingly followed the young male porno-star to a mat on the floor. Attached to a ring in the floor, was a long silver chain which was in turn connected to a dog collar. After forcing Asami Kobayashi gently to her knees, Rick fastened the dog collar around her neck. "Thank you, my good man," Kelly dismissed him regally. "You will receive my check in the mail, as usual." Smiling and bowing, Rick left the set, deserting the startled Lynn who was beginning to have severe second thoughts about this whole business. Asami Kobayashi thoughts were interrupted by the flick of Kelly's whip which sailed through the air out of nowhere and caught Asami Kobayashi on the right buttock, forcing a shrill yelp to Asami Kobayashi lips. "What? I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh won't stand for that!" Asami Kobayashi screamed, deciding to end this whole business once and for all. "Touch me once again with that thing and I'm going to call the police!" Lynn realized Asami Kobayashi was wrecking their video-tape, but Asami Kobayashi no longer cared. No one had said anything to Asami Kobayashi about submitting to a whipping. A nice gentle love scene was what Phil had promised. "Call the police, will you?" responded Kelly viciously, still speaking in the same throaty masculine voice. And before Lynn could dodge or protect Asami Kobayashiself, the whip flashed through the air a second time, catching the tortured girl cleanly across Asami Kobayashi white tender back. creamed in agony, Asami Kobayashi mind in a jumble. This whole business no longer made sense! Why were the cameras still turning when Asami Kobayashi had made a direct reference to calling the police? Why wasn't Phil up Asami Kobayashie trying to soothe her injured feelings and talk her out of it? The whip fell again. "STOP! Goddamn you!" Asami Kobayashi screamed. "Let me go! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh didn't come Asami Kobayashie for this. They said I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh would just have to make love ...!" I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johnexorably, the whip descended another time, this time angling in from the side to flick against the tip of Lynn's sensitive left breast, bringing a groan of agony to Asami Kobayashi lips. The pain seemed to clear her mind, and suddenly it all became perfectly obvious why they had not stopped the cameras and why they had no intention of stopping them. Everything Asami Kobayashi had said and done this far was perfectly in keeping with the character Asami Kobayashi was unwittingly playing. Asami Kobayashi was a prostitute, tempted in off the street to this torture chamber with the promise of money. Naturally Asami Kobayashi would threaten to call the police. They had tricked Asami Kobayashi again! But the scene was going ahead rapidly, with or without Asami Kobayashi consent. The whipping had stopped, momentarily, and Kelly was standing next to the post to which Freddy was chained. "Isn't Asami Kobayashi lovely, Freddy?" the older actress purred, Asami Kobayashi hand reaching down to stroke the idiot's giant genital organ. "Freddy fuck girl," came the monster's stupid reply. His eyes were glowing with lust, and his face bore a happy smile, knowing that he was taking part in this elaborate joke. He now remembered clearly what Phil had said about obeying Kelly and not the girl. "That's right, Freddy," murmured the actress in Asami Kobayashi ear. "But you must do it exactly the way I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh tell you, or the girl will not be happy. Do you understand?" "Freddy un'erstan'" grumbled the giant, straining at the chain which held him back. With a quick practiced motion of Asami Kobayashi hand, Kelly reached up behind him and unfastened the chain, freeing the giant from all restraint. His monstrously thick cock swaying menacingly between his legs, the imbecile hunkered across the floor, his beady eyes fastened on Lynn's nakedly ripe young body. "Now we're going to have a little fun, my friend," Kelly informed the intimidated girl sadistically, reaching down to seize Asami Kobayashi by the hair, and waving the whip threateningly over Asami Kobayashi. "My little boy likes girl's like you, and as a good mother, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh try to keep him amused. I'm sure you don't mind." "Don't you let him near me," spat Lynn from between gritted teeth, but Kelly ignored Asami Kobayashi completely, turning her attention to Freddy who was devouring the girl with his eyes, but not yet daring to touch Asami Kobayashi. "You like Asami Kobayashi, Freddy--darling?" Kelly asked coyly, despite the fact that it was obvious from the idiot's eyes that he was entranced. "Freddy like!" affirmed the monster. "You haven't seen the half of Asami Kobayashi yet, my darling," continued Kelly cruelly. "Show him what you have to offer, love," Asami Kobayashi ordered Lynn, who shot a hate-filled glance at Asami Kobayashi and did not move, keeping her knees pinned tightly together and Asami Kobayashi hands crossed across her full, lushly swelling breasts. The whip whistled through the air and slashed across her back. Lynn reacted promptly. "I told you to show Freddy what you have to offer him," ordered the sadistic woman a second time. "Do I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh have to beat you to death? Your situation is hopeless, any dear, and your only hope for salvation lies in total submission!" * * * Oh wow, oh wow, Gene was grooving high and happy on the latest long play by the Reckless Climax, the newest and hottest folk-rock-acid-stoned- soul group from the Farout West Coast. Gene's mind was a thousand miles in the blue as he finished his third marijuana cigarette and his feet had not touched the ground since the announcer had finished the newscast, wished everyone a pleasant evening, and gone home to his wife. Gene could care less, and the happy hippy lounged back in the padded chair, his mind bouncing from nonsense to nonsense like a mouse in a cheese factory, forgetting about all the tiresome boring things of this square, unhip, ungroovy universe, most particularly, the switch which de-activated WRT- TV's transmission equipment for the night. This was to prove most unfortunate. * * * Matt stirred into life just as the newscast was ending and realized that he had doted off to sleep, his half-finished glass of ginger-ale in his hand. News did not interest him generally, and he was not sorry to have missed the newscast, and started telling himself that he ought to get up and turn off the set. WRT-TV had finished its series of programs for the day and nothing more would be broadcast on this channel until tomorrow morning when General George, hopefully almost sober, would burst into the airwaves with stories and songs for the little folks. But Matt was tired, and he decided to rest a minute longer before getting up to turn off the set. This too was unfortunate. * * * "Please ... Lynn had started to say, but Asami Kobayashi saw the whip cutting cruelly through the air again, and squirmed desperately in a futile attempt to escape that dreadful sting. "Agh!" Asami Kobayashi groaned as the whip found it's mark, raising a welt along the length of Asami Kobayashi creamy smooth thigh. "Open up, bitch!" Kelly was commanding, and the tormented young woman realized that anything was better than the lash again. Asami Kobayashi timidly spread her legs, sitting back and allowing the giant's dim-witted eyes to focus on the tiny tight opening almost hidden by the sparse pelt of softly curling pussy hair between Asami Kobayashi long tapered legs. "Ummmmmmmmmmmm, look at that Freddy," Kelly prodded the stupid youth evilly. 'Did you ever see anything like that before? Wait my son, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll show you something even more interesting." Asami Kobayashi raised the whip threateningly. "Turn over, bitch. Show him everything." As Lynn saw the whip hover over Asami Kobayashi, fear took possession of her mind, and Asami Kobayashi quickly obeyed, not understanding precisely what she was supposed to show but flopping hastily over on Asami Kobayashi stomach anyway. "Spread'em!" came the lewd command. Anguish in Asami Kobayashi heart, Lynn slowly separated her trembling legs, and instantly felt Kelly and the giant crouching down beside Asami Kobayashi, menancingly leaning over Asami Kobayashi nakedly helpless body. Suddenly a woman's hand invaded the delicate flesh surrounding Asami Kobayashi vagina. "See, isn't this nice down Asami Kobayashie, Freddy? UMMMMMMH, how big your cock is getting, my fine, handsome son. Lynn would be so happy to have you make love to Asami Kobayashi, Freddy, only Asami Kobayashi's too shy to ask you for it. Just go ahead and fuck Asami Kobayashi, Freddy. Asami Kobayashi really likes you." "Freddy fuck girl?" grumbled the monster dubiously, not quite able to convince his sluggish brain that happiness like this was possible for someone like him. Kelly guided him into position, Asami Kobayashi fingers were wandering lewdly and the chained young wife shivered with terror as Asami Kobayashi felt the older woman separating the fearfully trembling cheeks of Asami Kobayashi buttocks. A soft finger swept over Asami Kobayashi tightly puckered little anus. "Do you know how to do it, Freddy?" whispered the actress lustily, her hand kneading and twisting Lynn's soft, smoothly rounded buttocks without mercy. "Do you know where to put it, that big beautiful hard thing you have?" No, no, no! Lynn was screaming inside of Asami Kobayashi head, her hands uselessly clawing at the dog collar in a first futile attempt to break away from Asami Kobayashi torturers. "Of course you do," Kelly continued, in the same sugary voice. "You put it right Asami Kobayashie, in this little round hole. Lynn will really like that, Freddy. You'll make Asami Kobayashi so happy." The young wife froze with sudden fear. Kelly was not touching Asami Kobayashi open empty vagina as Asami Kobayashi spoke, Asami Kobayashi fingers were lecherously caressing the tight rubbery ring of Asami Kobayashi anus. "Noooooooooo! not there. Noooooo!" Asami Kobayashi screamed, but Freddy had been told to listen to Kelly and do whatever he was told, and the young man obeyed instructions to the letter, too ignorant to dream of trying to think for himself. Lynn felt Kelly's hands move quickly away, replaced almost immediately by the giant's wetly slavering lips as Freddy thrust his face into the crevice separating Asami Kobayashi frantically cringing buttocks. The monster had lost control, and he was biting and licking wildly, his massive hands pinning Asami Kobayashi to the floor and his fingers inching their way into the warm moistness of Asami Kobayashi hotly quivering vagina. The pain was getting fierce and Lynn knew, this time with certainty, that Asami Kobayashi had found the bottom of the barrel at last. Freddy was moving in steadily, forcing Asami Kobayashi knees apart as he opened her up with unconscious roughness, his finger now prodding and poling at the tiny brown hole, causing the nakedly kneeling wife to jerk forward spasmodically each time with the unexpected pain. "Open up to him," warned Kelly Asami Kobayashi voice steady and menacing. "Open or we use that whip again." I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht made little difference in fact whether Lynn cooperated or not, since Freddy by this point was taking matters into his own hands. One huge finger had already penetrated the fragile elastic ring and he was working it around methodically inside the moistly heated depths of Asami Kobayashi rectum. Asami Kobayashi groaned pathetically and lowered Asami Kobayashi face to the floor, trying desperately to relax Asami Kobayashi stunned body in order to minimize the pain when he came pounding into Asami Kobayashi. Lynn had never in her life even heard of such a thing, and Asami Kobayashi could hardly make Asami Kobayashiself believe that this sordid sodomy was actually happening to Asami Kobayashi, Lynn Langley, the blonde housewife married to a TV cameraman. But if Asami Kobayashi had any doubts about the reality of her situation, they were soon washed away. Freddy added a second finger to the first and began thrusting the two in and out of Asami Kobayashi tightly-clasped anal passage with even greater vigor, and Lynn was forced to jerk Asami Kobayashi naked young buttocks back and forth in a futile attempt to escape the pain. "Come on, my handsome son," urged Kelly obscenely. "Can't you see she's ready to go?" The giant grunted in agreement and jerked his fingers abruptly from the tortured anal crevice and grasped his own massively throbbing instrument, now fully aroused. Gleefully he moved forward. He was going to make Lynn happy and he was proud of his fine big cock, the biggest one- -they had told him--that anyone at the studio had ever seen. He would be able to make Asami Kobayashi happy with this, they had assured him, and Freddy believed that it was true. Asami Kobayashi position was not right, he sensed, and so the muscular giant easily hoisted Asami Kobayashi up on her hands and knees, simultaneously pressing forward into Asami Kobayashi tormented backside with his broad, lust-swollen cock, instinctively feeling for the opening. Given his total lack of experience, it was amazing that he found it as quickly as he did. The tight sphincter muscles offered all the resistance within their feeble power, but the contest was clearly unequal. With the clumsiness which comes with unnaturally great strength, he pushed forward, harder and harder, until he felt the tight elastic ring of Asami Kobayashi anus beginning to cave inward. A broad contented smile crossed his face as the dim-witted monster realized that he was about to have the first sexual experience of his tragic life, and he shoved all the harder for joy, ignoring Asami Kobayashi agonized screams for mercy as he did. * * * I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was the screaming which awoke Matt, finally, and he sat bolt upright in his chair, thinking at first that it was much earlier in the evening than it really was, and WRT-TV was featuring a Western or a murder movie. He rubbed his eyes in confusion and focused unsteadily on the screen. What was this? He slid off his chair in alarm and crouched on his haunches in front of the TV set. No it couldn't be! This was a nightmare! Unless his eyes were deceiving him, he was watching a frail- bodied young blonde woman being sodomized by a giant! But this was no nightmare, he was wide awake, and he was really seeing what he was seeing. The television cameraman was stunned for a moment, unable to think of any possible explanation for this incredible phenomenon. He checked the channel setting and discovered that the set was still tuned to WRT-TV. He checked his watch and realized that his station should have been off the air a half-hour ago. The only explanation was that some depraved television employee was broadcasting this filth on WRT-TV's airwaves, for some incomprehensible motive. For the good name of the station he had to do something fast, before someone saw this monstrous business and called the police. Matt jumped for the phone to call Phil Agard's home. * * * The spasm of pain was unbearable, and the nakedly chained young wife twisted and screamed, bellowing so loudly that the technicians, smiling lewdly at one another, turned down the sound to protect the ears of their future viewers. Lynn's frantically quivering buttocks seemed to be on fire, and Asami Kobayashi wiggled and squirmed like a creature possessed, not capable of rational thought and driven only by an overwhelming need to free Asami Kobayashi poor fragmented anus from the tree trunk which had suddenly been rammed up inside of it. Asami Kobayashi bucked back at him with all the strength on Asami Kobayashi nakedly straining body, but Asami Kobayashi frail muscles were no match for the three hundred pound giant of a man who had thrown himself on top of Asami Kobayashi. God!" Asami Kobayashi beseeched, feeling as if this dreadful impalement had reduced Asami Kobayashi to something less than human. Freddy skewered himself forward another time, drops of saliva drooling from his open mouth and onto Asami Kobayashi white naked back as he instinctively established a rhythm and began fucking steadily in and out of Asami Kobayashi heatedly clenched rectum with steady regular strokes. Lynn felt that the battle was over, and Asami Kobayashi strength disappeared suddenly. Asami Kobayashi collapsed forward on Asami Kobayashi belly, her ripely dangling breasts cushioning her against the hardness of the floor. "Like it, Lynn--baby?" whispered Kelly lecherously, wanting to deepen the young woman's torment. The girl's response was a heart-felt groan as Asami Kobayashi pain wracked body was jerked involuntarily back and forth by the violence of the giant's sodomizing thrusts. The pain had not gone away by any means, but it was more manageable now and Lynn found Asami Kobayashi mind clearing somewhat. Asami Kobayashi had to survive, if only to have Asami Kobayashi revenge on the Agard's for what they had subjected Asami Kobayashi to. Asami Kobayashi had to live long enough to see them both in jail. Her life was finished, though! After this, Asami Kobayashi could never look another decent person in the face again. Now Asami Kobayashi was running on hate alone. Asami Kobayashi began to fight back, somehow! She had to show them how much Asami Kobayashi hated and despised them and in a sudden burst of rage, Asami Kobayashi slammed Asami Kobayashi much-abused white buttocks back against the giant who was savagely molesting Asami Kobayashi. Asami Kobayashi thrust back again and again, trying to tear his great beating cock right out of his groin if Asami Kobayashi could! * * * No one answered at the Agard household, and Matt decided that Phil and Kelly had probably gone out for a night on the town. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johnvoluntarily, his eyes crept back to the grossly degenerate scene on his television tube. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johncredible, he told himself, his mind searching unsuccessfully for a set of circumstances which would explain this strange phenomenon. He moved closer to the screen, a tiny bit aroused by the unfamiliar sight of a woman being anally raped ... wait a minute, that gal isn't being raped, he decided. At first it had seemed as if Asami Kobayashi were being taken against Asami Kobayashi will, and those screams had certainly sounded realistic enough, but now it looked much more as if Asami Kobayashi were cooperating fully in this degenerate sodomistic adventure. Asami Kobayashi lush young breasts were shaking back and forth excitingly as Asami Kobayashi surged to and fro, and the girl's hips were now slamming back energetically into the giant's massive groin. Matt had little experience with this sort of thing, but all the evidence told him this was not a rape. Wait, the camera was moving in for a close-up, and Matt stepped nearer to the set, hoping for a clue as to what was going on. "Hmmmmmmmmm," he said aloud in the empty room. "Pity you can't see her face because that is a very attractive woman there. Looks vaguely familiar somehow. Ah, Asami Kobayashi's turning Asami Kobayashi head ..." The world suddenly fell in on the young cameraman and his knees unexpectedly went weak, forcing him to sit down hard. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was Lynn, Asami Kobayashi lips drawn back up over Asami Kobayashi ivory teeth and her face contorted into a mask of what was actually pain, but which Matt interpreted as passion. A cold sweat broke out on the young man's face and for a moment he was seriously afraid he was going to faint. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht couldn't be! I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was! The camera panned in directly on Asami Kobayashi clean-cut attractive features, leaving no doubt about Asami Kobayashi identity. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht was his wife being fouly violated on television for everyone in town to see. Suddenly a great many things began to fall in place in the man's head. Agard's strange enthusiasm for sending him away on constant field trips; Lynn's unusual behavior, Asami Kobayashi unexpected interest in knitting mittens for refugees until late at night; there were a great many questions still left unanswered, but the main outlines of the situation were clear. His wife had become something worse than a whore. Matt Langley knew his duty. A great many questions, thought the young sports enthusiast as he pulled his battered suitcase down off the closet Asami Kobayashilf, but I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't really want to know anymore answers. "Ugggggh!" grunted Freddy as he felt the powerful internal muscles of her sphincter close around his wetly pistoning penis. He grunted again and found that the increased pressure was doubling his pleasure and the giant smiled to himself as he felt Lynn's voluptuous young body start to come to life under him. At first he had feared that he was hurting Asami Kobayashi, but now it seemed to his feeble brain that Asami Kobayashi was enjoying Asami Kobayashiself, just as Kelly said Asami Kobayashi would. The chained young wife's body undulated fiercely, Asami Kobayashi smoothly rounded buttocks rotating in vicious little circles, and Freddy's massively throbbing cock was tingling with a strange mysterious excitement which he had never experienced before. With his huge muscular hands? he spread the cheeks of Asami Kobayashi firmly working ass even farther apart, and his eyes almost bulged from his head as he watched the glistening thickness of his long rubbery cock as it glided smoothly in and out of the tortured receptacle of Asami Kobayashi rectum. Mistaking the girl's frantic writhing and moaning for intense passion, he increased the tempo of his stroke, ploughing into Asami Kobayashi with a maniac's sexual fury and feeling the beginnings of a wildly exciting sensation deep inside his own body. "Ohhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhhh Christ!" groaned the girl as Asami Kobayashi felt him jerk convulsively inside of Asami Kobayashi? and realized that he was now about to fill her helpless belly with his hot churning cum, and that there was nothing in the world Asami Kobayashi could do to prevent it. Asami Kobayashi would have to take it, kneeling submissively and chained to the floor in front of him like the most humble slave in the world. "Oh cum, Freddy, cum!" Asami Kobayashi encouraged him, wanting him to spew his vile seed into Asami Kobayashi nakedly trembling body and get it over with, freeing her from the bestial indignity which was being heaped upon Asami Kobayashi. Freddy gurgled like an animal and dug his sharp fingernails into Asami Kobayashi sensitive flesh, trying to force his mammothly swollen hardness even farther into the girl's helpless young body, his great murderous cock throbbing for an instant and then exploding like a damn. Lynn thought it was going to go on forever as the huge youth spewed a lifetime of accumulated lusts into the unnatural cavern of Asami Kobayashi anus, the hot sticky cum overflowing and forcing its way out of the tight nether ring to dribble shamefully down Asami Kobayashi legs, mixed with the orgiastic juices from Asami Kobayashi own body. Lynn tumbled forward on the mattress, completely spent and exhausted and the big youth collapsed on top of Asami Kobayashi, gently caressing her hair and mumbling childish endearments, convinced that he had finally made a woman happy despite his size. Lynn gasped and sighed in defeat, feeling his deflated flaccid penis slowly retreating, leaving a trail of cum and pain behind it and making an obscene wet sucking sound as it slipped out from between the full half-moons of Asami Kobayashi buttocks with a popping noise which could be heard all over the room. Now, Asami Kobayashi thought irrationally, now there will be peace. Whatever happens tomorrow is unimportant. Now they will take me home and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh can sleep. "Okay boys, round'em up!" came a voice from the back of the room, and Lynn looked up, thinking that the tape was not yet finished and Phil had engineered a second part which would probably be more obscene than the first. God, why couldn't they at least halt the cameras for a few minutes to allow Asami Kobayashi to rest! They had no right to start in with another debauchery without at least giving Asami Kobayashi a chance to recover from the first one. Men dressed in policeman's costumes were walking onto the set and once again Lynn had the opportunity to admire Kelly's acting skill. The older actress looked terrified, as if Asami Kobayashi were actually about to be arrested. Lynn felt vague and dreamy, not particularly caring what happened or what wild plot Lenny and Phil had organized so long as Asami Kobayashi was able to rest. Maybe these actor policemen would start on Kelly instead of her. They sure looked like real policemen ... "Okay, baby, on your feet!" ordered one of them, a tall redheaded Irishman with sergeant's stripes on his shoulder. More good acting, thought Lynn dreamily. He really sounds like a policeman and Asami Kobayashi complied slowly, remembering to face the camera as Asami Kobayashi rose ... The camera was stopped. Shaking Asami Kobayashi head with disbelief as the sergeant wrapped a blanket around Asami Kobayashi shoulders, Asami Kobayashi saw Phil Agard standing in a corner, his hands in handcuffs and Lenny loudly demanding to see his lawyer as he was led out of the room. Freddy looked mystified as he held out his hands meekly for the cuffs, and Kelly snarled at the policeman for pinching Asami Kobayashi skin as he slid the metal circles over her wrists. * * * "So we got a deal?" smiled Agard, waving his cigar at the lieutenant across the desk. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh must remember to say something nice about you guys the next time I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh attend a town meeting." "Yeah, do that," grinned the police lieutenant evilly. "Yeah, we got a deal buddy. The police ain't in the business of keeping an enterprising businessman like yourself from earning an honest dollar. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Johncidentally, how did it happen?" "A fluke," explained Agard easily. "The technician who was handling the wires forgot to unplug the studio from the main board after we shot the live newscast. So when that idiot of a night watchman forgot to close down the transmitter, the sound and picture from the studio were broadcast normally, just as if we had intended it that way. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh understand half the town saw it." "Yeah, but we only got a couple of calls from a few spoil sports. By the way, we're going to have to book the kid. We found him smoking pot. A little fun and games with girls and television cameras we can get around, but smoking marijuana is a serious offense." "Yeah, throw the book at him," agreed Agard callously. "If the press makes any noise, we can always say that the kid was using the studio to watch dirty movies and one of them accidentally got transmitted. Not our fault at all." "Right, perfect," exclaimed the corrupt policeman. "We're gonna need a story of some kind anyway, and we might as well dump it all on the kid. Damn dirty hippies deserve anything that happens to them! Listen, before you go, there's one last thing ..." "Yeah?" asked Agard agreeably. "Well, some of the boys have taken a shine to the little blonde girl who was doing the scene. Well, you know how it is, we were wondering if we couldn't hold Asami Kobayashi here over night and have a little fun with her before we have to let Asami Kobayashi go in the morning. A whore like that shouldn't mind a couple of tired old cops climbing on Asami Kobayashi bones, especially since Asami Kobayashi's getting off scot-free!" "Lieutenant, Asami Kobayashi's all yours," Phil assured him with a sympathetic smile. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joht must get boring around the station house and I know the boys'll enjoy our little Lynn. Oh, by the way, my check will be in the mail tomorrow, don't worry about that end of it." "And you promised to invite us to your screenings," added the policeman, helping himself to another of Phil's cigars. "I won't forget," promised the producer. "You keep people from bothering me, Lieutenant, and I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh'll do my best to return the favor." The two men shook hands and went out to get the others from their temporary cells. Lynn was led to a back room, still naked underneath the blanket they had thrown around Asami Kobayashi, and the policeman winked at one another as the door closed behind Asami Kobayashi. * * * The phone was ringing as Asami Kobayashi let Asami Kobayashiself into her home the following morning, but Asami Kobayashi ignored it, walking straight to the bedroom to wake up Matt. He would probably leave Asami Kobayashi anyway, but Asami Kobayashi had to confess everything before he heard it from some other source. Who knows? Maybe he would understand. But the bedroom was empty except for the ringing phone and the girl observed that Asami Kobayashi husband's clothing was missing from the closet. I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami John the living room, the television was still glowing, a silent message to Asami Kobayashi that he had heard and seen everything. Too tired and broken to have much of an emotional reaction, Lynn wandered back into the bedroom and answered the phone. "Lynn-baby, this is Phil. Listen honey, everything's been taken care of." "Matt is gone," Asami Kobayashi informed him dully, feeling completely empty inside. "Yeah, now listen lovely, that accidental transmission last night didn't hurt us in the slightest. We're beating the rap as far as the police are concerned, and the market for that film we made has just gone off the boards. Everybody who saw it wants to see it again and those who missed it want to see it to judge for themselves. We'll re-shoot the last scene tonight and Sammy thinks we can get copies on the market by sometime next week. Naturally, there'll be a sequel ..." "Phil, Matt is gone," Asami Kobayashi repeated, Asami Kobayashi mind hardly functioning with exhaustion and shame. "Yeah, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh heard you baby, listen now, you don't need him and I think WRT-TV's been over-doing this sports bit anyway. You're big business, Lynn and you're gonna make big money because we got police protection. It's all been arranged." "I ... I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh don't want to do it anymore, Phil. Don't you understand? I've lost my husband ..." "And who's going to support you now, love?" asked the producer cruelly. "You've got mortgage payments on that house, as I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh recall and you got to keep food on the table, hubby or no hubby. You got one job that can keep the cash flowing in, lover, and that's with me, so forget about quiting. Now, I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh want you to get some sleep because we shoot tonight at nine." Lynn felt the beginnings of a dull headache coming on. The policemen had worked Asami Kobayashi over mercilessly last night, and her bones were aching. "Will you send a cab for me?" Asami Kobayashi asked. "Baby, you're a star now," raved Agard. "The cab'll be there at eight thirty. Now will you get some sleep? I,Asami Kobayashi,Asami Joh want you fresh and beautiful tonight." "Yes, Phil," Lynn whispered, knowing it was all lost. "Whatever you say, Phil." The End