Breaking Akihito Ch 5
As if nothing happened, Akihito found himself in the dark, floating. Not floating, he was being carried. Not bye Asami, this person laboured while he was walking. Walking, in the dark? Carrying a body? No. Thats not right.
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Akihito's wrist and ankles were cuffed to a spanking bench by the guard who laboured in carrying him. Asami strapped him down with a large thick leather belt across his back completely immobilizing him. Asami glaring at him. Glaring down at him. Down on him. Naked, dirty, no dignity, no pride... physically worhtless except for one thing... Whore. Realization of this did not make him want to cry, it didn't make him feel sad either. It just was... and how it would be from now on. As long as he behaved it would be fine. Asami would never hurt him so much as to do him serious harm. He usually takes good care of his property.
Asami gripped Akihito's cock tightly, stroking it to life. Akihito moaned arching his hips down into the rough hand dispite himself. The pressure was so great and it felt so good. " Oh god Asami, fuck me .......mmmmm. please.....guuuuhha...haaa..ha ha.." Two lubed fingers bore into him, torturing his prostate, making his cock leak uncontrolably. It felt to good to be true. Asami was about to make him cum without fucking him, the mans voice ,though incoherent, was just as seductive as if he were licking his ears. Akihito screams, "yes! Just don't stop!" He was about to errupt when Asami slid a cock ring on his brimming orgasm.
"N-No! Please. Asami. Please!"
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Akihito's eyes went wide as the reality of what Asami said began filling the room. A- Z, Man by Man.
"Dear god no. " He had already counted twenty men since the door opened. " No Asami, I will not do this. You fucking bastard..." There was a short break in the line briefly offering hope that this wasn't going to be as insane as Asami looked.
"Akihito meet group A, group A meet Akihito. I've been paid a lot of money to sell you... so I've decided to rent your space."
"Y-You're pimping me out..!? " Akihito gave the biggest chibi eyes
"Now, now my Kwaii Akihito, I have a gift for you." Asami smirked down on him while fishing in his breast pocket. "Whats with the shocked expression. Isn't it what you always wanted.. granted its a little larger than most... but its still a ring.." He didn't even suppress the chuckle.
Akihito's mouth gaped open in shock. He quickly snapped it shut, clenching his teeth when he remembered he already had one on his cock.. "Why, why are you doing this?" he questioned with teeth still clinched.
"Why you ungreatful brat. I figured since you wanted to work as a "host" then why not help you along in your training. I know you've picked up a few "tricks"- excuse the term I promise I'm useing it "loosely"- huh! the puns just keep on "comming"- ha ha ha! there it goes again. I thought I would help you reach the level of skill as your sex working colleagues.... Now. Open. Up." All humor had drained from Asami's face as he knelt before Akihito with the O-ring gag before him.
Akihito was determined to delay his gangrape to the last second. He clinched his teeth so tightly his gums began to ache.
Asami gave a mock suprised and confused face before smirking out," if you are a good boy and open your mouth, I'll be nice and give you a second gift." Asami shook a small bottle of lube marked Elbow Grease. Akihito shook his head. Asami's face blanked, then he grabbed Akihito's jaw then began to squeeze digging his fingers into his soft cheeks until his jaw dropped in defeat. With his left hand he looped the strap of the O-ring gag around Akihito's head then jammed the ring into his mouth. Akihito desperately tried shaking his head away from Asami's grasp. That was a No - Go. His mouth stretched wide open with the ring secured behind his perfect set of white teeth. His lips were still plump and supple, coupled with the helpless fear stricken kitten face- he was totally fuckable.
Asami stood.
Asami glared.
zzzzzzip, Asami's pants came down.
The room went silent. It sounded like noone dared to breathe.
"Now lets see if it fits." Asami began slowly feeding his cock through the O-ring lodged in Akihito's mouth straight to the back of his throat. Akihito immediately began gagging and sputtering but could not dislodge Asami. Tears welled. They spilled. Hands of steel grasped his hair. The voice above him grunted as he pushed further into his face. Asami's voice was flat when he spoke,"Number one." A pair of hands grabbed Akihito's hips. He struggled but the shackles wouldn't give and the strap didn't allow him anything but to arch his back making him look more inviting. In his mind he let out a whithered and defeated "no". As the man pressed into his soft pink private place, "uumph... ummmph....ummph", Tears trickled down Akihito's red sheeks even with his eyes closed as tightly as they were, while his soul shattered in a million places in a million pieces.
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It was as if nothing even happened. Akihito jerked awake to find himself floating. It was dark except for the soft light that filters in through the shades of the window. His head lolled from one side to the other. His mouth was dry. No his mouth was full. His throat is sore. He becomes alarmed when he realizes he is in a bed. Alone. In a room. His first thought was 'grab your ass and run like hell'. Akihito attempted to throw the covers back and jump out of bed. Which turns out to be a case of the mind racing ahead of his body. Though he's not in great pain, he is incredibly sore as well as his entire body seemingly being dragged down by invisible weights.
Akihito groaned. His head was spinning and he didn't even have the coordination to roll over on his side, his heart thumping hard from the effort. Akihito raises a hand to his face, it brushes up against the tube sticking from his mouth. "Ungh...unghrl!" Akihito took a deep breath before pulling out the breathing tube. The beeping sound he hadn't noticed before became louder as his senses became clearer. His eyes rolled down to look at the I.V's in his wrist. "Hospital?" he spoke more to hear his own voice than in doubt, it was a horse rasp. He began ripping out the I.V's. His eyes scanned the room as far as the door. No guards and no Asami.
He hobbled to the window, he still couldn't run or move vary fast but the light comming from the only other room in the hospital drew him like a moth to a flame. He thought maybe he was dreaming. Who would dream up such things. Asami beating and torturing his best friend, then rapeing and beating him to near insanity, then selling his ass and mouth to god knows how many men and god only knows who they are.... Then his mind clicked.. Something wasn't right about the whole set up here. There was no hustle or bustle, infact there wasn't even a nurse attending. A part of him was afraid to step out of the room, but his mind wouldn't rest on the whole getting sold into sex slavery by the Yakuza thing, it would be nice to talk to somebody to get his mind off of things. However no sooner had he made up his mind and placed his hand on the door knob when...
"Asami-sama wishes us to stay in our room Akihito-sama." The guard that also threw him in the back of Asami's limo was there, with his iron clad grip on his shoulder. He had blended into the shadows behind Akihito's line of sight and had been watching Akihito's every move.
"Sunglasses....GODDAMNIT. Don't touch me you bastard. I want out of here right now and you're not going to stop me you got that asshole. I've had just about enou-" He was interrupted by the door swinging open suddenly.
"Ah! Akihito-kun you are awake. I was worried. This is a large building I had to run all the...well nevermind... I just thought you flatlined thats all." A grinning blonde doctor burst through the door smiling.
" Yeah, you just thought I was dead and you still took an extra 15 minutes to get here huh. All of you...Assholes.. get out of My way I'm going home."
" I'm afraid I can't do that. Asami wouldn't be pleased." The good doctor grinned even wider. "Please let me check your pupils." He took a step toward Akihito, Akihito took two back. The good doctor looked at Akihito's arms, " You've been a naughty boy. You should have never pulled out those needles and breathing tube on your own, all the work I have done could have been for nothing." The good doctor grinned again but it seemed to wrap around to the middle of his cheeks.
Akihito was agast," Get away from me you freak. Docotor you don't understand... I'm in danger and if I don't get out of here... this guys asshole boss is going to come back and make my life a living hell. I appreciate everything you've done so far but.."
" Akihito-kun, Asami is the one who brought you in.. he saved your life..."
"He didn't save shit.. He's just patching me up so he can sell my ass to the next group. Save me! He's the reason why I'm in here. He! Raped! Me! Then when that wasn't fun anymore he beat me up. Then when he was finished with me he sold..." Akihito's breathe hitched in his chest, but he tried again, " he sold... he sold me to a bunch of men, and watched them all rape me. One after another. He told me I was worthless to him." By the time he finished speaking he had absent mindedly walked back to his bed. He layed his hand out on the white sheets he turned his back to Sunglasses and the Good Doctor. He looked down at his hand. He spoke real soft, "Please doctor, I can't go back there. I'd rather die than go back there... You, you could just say I ran away in the night and that you hadn't seen me leave."
"You lying brat, none of that ever happened! I should kill you right now, you don't deserve a lover as good to you Asami-sama. " Sunglasses was angry his arm was trembling violently, so much so that he could barely hold the gun he was pointing at the back of Akihito's head straight.
Akihito whipped around to look at him, to yell back at him but he saw the gun first. Akihito walked straight to the shacking gun and pressed his forehead to the barrel, " Do it quickly before you change your mind." Akihito looked him straight in the eyes pleadingly.
There was a click in the door way, "....before you do Yamato, should I strip the skin from your body, before or after I filet the meat from your bones." Asami leaned on the door frame blowing out a plume of smoke. " We need to talk."
"Ahh, Asami!" The good doctor grinned. " I was just about to call you with my report when Akihito-kun flatlined." The Good Doctor chuckled. "How about I get us some tea and we can all sit down and discuss whats realy going on. Shall we. Yamoto-san could you please lower your gun. You are making Asami-sempai nervous. I mean as much as I like refining my surgical skills I would realy hate to have to strip every muscles from every bone tonight, while you were still awake. I don't think I can handle all the screaming and begging tonight. My nerves are shot," He grinned that all to wide grin again clapping and rubbing his hands together, "now hows about that tea, shall we? The Good Nurse has some wonderful white tea and cakes in the kitchen."
Asami stood at the door never taking his eyes off the guard and Akihito. The Good Doctor continued flitting his way down the hall rattling on to himself.
"Akihito. Yamato. Kitchen. Now." Asami tracked Yamato with his eyes as the body guard tried to squeeze through the small space in the door around Asami. Akihito tried to be defiant, however he only sqeeked out a small, " you're not the boss of me," before hobbling out of the door as fast as possible behind the doctor.
Asami trailed behind to walk to the room where Takato is recuperating. He turned out the light then closed the door. He'd left strict instructions for the doctor to keep that boy sedated until he was well enough to be snuck out of the hospital without that damn nosey brat noticing.