The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth, Part 2

The Osaka Riders of Glorious Youth

by Vincent



Part 2

“Well, look at the two little lover birds.” I rolled over and opened my eyes. Sakura was scowling down at us with arms crossed. I still had mine wrapped around Aiko, spooning her naked body. She was slowly coming around.

“You know you will have to be punished for this,” she continued, “This is a clear violation of rules.”

“Before or after I have my coffee?” I inquired.

“Oh, not you, Romeo. It’s Tinker Bell here who’s in trouble. She knows better than to offer aid and comfort to slaves.”

“I couldn’t help it. He was like a sad puppy dog over here all by himself,” Aiko tried to justify herself, “besides I didn’t touch his cock. I promise.”

“No, she didn’t,” I added, “see.” I raised the blanket to show the chastity devise was still firmly attached. My hormones’ attempt to achieve morning wood filled the cage to capacity.

“None the less, you have to be spanked,” Sakura said, “and lover boy here is going to be the one to do it. And you’d better spank her hard, but you can have your coffee first.”

“It’ll be okay,” Aiko assured me. We stood up and Sakura, much to my relief, released me and my cock from bondage. I had almost forgotten about the butt plug, but when she pulled it out soreness began to set in.

“You did all right Vincent. You passed the first part of the test, you can take a little abuse, but it’s not over. The next part won’t be easy either. Let’s see how you can ride today and later you’re going to meet the rest of the crew. Remember you are still under obligation to please us.”

I was allowed to put on my robe, and Chieko helped me in the kitchen to secure the java juice. No milk, only non-dairy creamer, so I chose to drink it black. I leaned back against the counter and took that first satisfying sip.

“Are you ok this morning?” Chieko asked.

“I don’t imagine there are any lasting psychological scars, but last night was a little tough,” I said.

“Yes, for me, too. You can’t imagine how much I wanted to experience your cock inside me. Girls are nice, but it’s nothing compared a big stiff one in the chute”

“Perhaps I have some idea. Maybe we can do something about it later.” She gave me a friendly kiss on the lips and left the kitchen. I stayed in the kitchen wondering what this day might have in store for me. Despite the mild torture and humiliation last night was really a lot of fun. I decided I liked these people and I thought seriously about joining their club, if they weren’t merely toying with me. I had just poured my second cup when Sakura shouted out to me.

“Vincent, we need you in here.” I walked into the living room coffee cup in hand. Sakura and Chieko were sitting on one sofa in their robes, Aiko was standing naked in the corner of the room, her face to the wall. Her ass looked so cute and vulnerable; I had very mixed feeling about being unpleasant to it. I would much rather kiss it than strike it. “Take a seat,” Sakura continued, gesturing me to the opposite sofa. “Aiko knows she’s been bad and accepts her punishment. Vincent, you have to spank her bare bottom with your hand until she cries.” I instantly changed my mind; I wanted to do that very much. I was already getting hard. “And don’t go easy on her. I want to see her ass turn red.” I took a seat. “Aiko, are you ready?” She turned around looking down, with both hands covering her pussy, like a naughty schoolgirl who’s been sent to the principal’s office. “Come here a bend over Vincent’s lap.”

She complied willingly. She must have seen the concern in my face as she lay across my thighs, she whispered in my ear, “It’s ok, you will probably make me cum,” then bit my ear and settled down across my thighs with her tender white ass fully exposed to me. It was even cuter up close. Her cheeks were small and round and had great muscle tone. I instinctively started rubbing her contours with my hand. Her skin was soft and smooth, like Egyptian cotton sheets. It was intoxicating. I rubbed between her cheeks, tracing around her asshole and pussy with my fingers. I could feel a little wetness. It was going to be a tragedy to tarnish this thing of beauty. I bent forward and kissed her ass as an apology.

“Let’s get on with it,” Sakura said, “we have a lot to get done today.”

I knew I couldn’t get away with just patting, so I drew my hand back and gave her a hard slap on one cheek and then the other. “Harder, please,” Sakura said dryly. I increased my efforts; Aiko’s ass was acquiring a pink glow. “You can’t stop until she cries. Now, let her have it.” I gave her about six more very hard swats before Sakura stopped me. Aiko sat up on my lap and straddled my legs facing me. I could see tears running down her face. She put her arms around my neck and hugged me.

“Can he fuck me now?” Aiko asked without looking back. Sakura answered yes. She untied the belt of my robe and cast it open. My cock was still rock hard. She lifted up on her knees, took my cock in her hand, aimed it right at the opening of her pussy and slowly lowered her body onto my waiting cock. The girl was incredibly wet and the shaft slid inside her pussy effortlessly. She began bouncing up and down, lifting and dropping, slowly, then fast, turning her hips in circles then back to slow. She was playing me for her big orgasm. With all the sexual tension built up from the night before I was worried I wouldn’t last long, but just as I felt I was losing control she started moaning deeply and pounding her hips hard onto my cock. She wrapped her arms around my neck and squeezed. She screamed with pleasure. Her pussy made powerful contractions as her orgasm sent waves of ecstasy through her body. I couldn’t hold back any longer and burst inside her pussy for what seemed like a minute.