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Superia #6: Trouble in Tokyotown pt. 2

by Sigma

The Story So Far: The Igarashi-Kai, one of Delta City’s two Yakuza groups, has hired an outside assassin, Kenshiro Oda, to kill Asa Miyazawa, the Iron Crane. Superia and Chiyo, Asa’s student, are trying to track Oda down after he defeated and kidnapped Asa following a fight. Shigeru Kitano, a boss within the Igarashi-Kai and Asa’s lover, is quietly tailing them, hoping to rescue Asa without angering his bosses.

III

Tokyo, Japan – Around 30 years ago

Rain slicked the skyscraper rooftop and lightning flashed in the distant night sky. A young woman, dressed in all black, gripped a katana in one hand and a young man holding two swords stood at her side.

A young Kenshiro Oda stood across from them, holding his kurasigama and smirked. “I get to kill two Miyazawa dogs in one night. Two more lives for my tally,” he boasted, looking at the two. “Or, perhaps, I will take Maiko as mine while you bleed out here on this roof, Akira.”

Maiko Miyazawa looked at Akira Miyazawa, a man who had only been her husband for a few months and then back at Oda. “I hope you maintain that attitude right up to the moment we kill you, Oda.”

“You’ve shed enough blood from our clansmen, Oda,” Akira said. “It ends here.”

Oda smirked and took a fighting stance. Akira and Maiko looked at each other and did the same, and the two sides charged.

The battle lasted roughly 20 minutes, and after that, spilled blood mixed in with the rain and washed away. Oda knelt on the ground, holding a wound in his side, and Maiko limped forward, being held up by her husband as her own leg bled.

“You think this is the end, clan dogs?” Oda growled, coughing. “I will get my revenge on you, and if not you, then your future children.” He looked over and saw his weapon on the ground. He lunged for it, then screamed when a kunai dagger pierced his hand and pinned it to the ground. Maiko glared at him with her hand still outstretched.

“It’s over, Oda. You’re going to answer to our clan elders.”

Delta City – Present Day

Asa gasped and whimpered as the orgasm soaked her panties as well as Oda’s fingers. Her chest heaved with her breathing, and Oda chuckled as he continued fingering his captive.

“I spent a year in your clan’s captivity thanks to your fucking parents. They only kept me alive because they wanted information on their enemies. I swore I’d get them back, but by the time I had the chance, that bitch Maiko was made clan matriarch and there was no way I could have gotten close to her. And your damn father went and got himself killed by someone else.” He cupped her tit and pushed two fingers in. “So I never got to keep my promise…” He then pulled his finger back and licked Asa’s juices up. She soaked through her panties and her pants were now damp, but she looked at Oda defiantly.

“Keep father’s name out of your mouth!”

Oda smirked and walked around her. He grabbed Asa’s jaw with his still wet hand and made her look up while he looked her over. “The more I think about it, the more killing you would be a waste.”

“You plan on going against the Igarashi-Kai’s bosses and not fulfilling your duty?”

“Oh, I will,” Oda promised. “But instead of killing you, perhaps I’ll keep you as a pet and seed you instead. Over and over. Then, our sons and daughters will be trained to destroy your clan. Kae and I will teach them our ways.”

Kae watched from a distance and smirked.

“I imagine with your lineage and our tutelage, it will not be long at all before our children bring me their grandmother’s head while the clan estate burns.”

“You bastard!” Asa screamed, trying to lunge at him in her bonds.  She grunted and her head turned aside when Kae rushed over and hit her hard with a slap that echoed through the warehouse. Asa’s head hung as her face stung with pain. Kae then stepped back.

“I’m going to get lunch, Oda-san. I’ll return shortly.”

Oda nodded. “Can we get you anything, Miyazawa?”

Asa stayed silent as they laughed and she heard the click of Kae’s heels as she walked away. Once Kae was gone Oda circled his prisoner. “Yes, you and I are going to get very well acquainted over the next few years. I will take you from this city, to my stronghold in the mountains of Honshu. That will be your world, until I have no more use for you. Then I will keep you alive just long enough to watch your clan fall.”

“My clan will never fall!” Asa said.

Oda pulled her hair and made her look at him. “Excellent! Keep that fire!” He then let her go. “Rest. After Kae returns, we will continue.”

Asa heard him walk away and then turned to see him go into a back office. She waited for several silent seconds before slipping the blade from her sleeve. Within seconds, she managed to get herself free.

She limped through the warehouse until feeling returned to the leg that was suspended, then she began running. She found herself in a confusing maze of containers, getting turned around several times.

She spent ten minutes in the maze, and rounded a corner just to find Oda in her path. Before Asa could react, he lunged forward and kicked her hard enough that she flew back into the container behind her. She slumped to the floor and Oda rolled her over. He ripped her shirt open, revealing the lace bra that held her ample tits back. He then took the bra and shirt off and found her hidden blade, which he tossed aside.

He then ripped off her pants and panties, leaving Asa completely naked and stretched out on the cold floor. Oda licked his lips before sucking on the flesh of her right tit after mounting her waist. Asa protested, trying to get him off of her in her weakened state. Oda held Asa’s hands above her head so she couldn’t swing at him, and he smirked.

“When Kae gets back, I’ll have her go track down that brat of yours and drag the girl back here to join us. I have no use for her,” he said. “But Kae likes them young.”

“Leave Chiyo out of this!” Asa said.

“Chiyo…? Huh, a lovely name. I like the way it sounds coming out of your mouth. I’ll have to force you to watch as Kae has her fun with her.” Oda then punched Asa hard in the face, knocking her out cold, and he dragged her unconscious, naked body back through the maze.

*

“What is this place?” Naomi asked, sitting in the passenger seat of a black luxury sedan. Shinzo was at the wheel and Chiyo was in the back and they eyed a small restaurant.

“Oda’s men have basically taken over this restaurant,” Shinzo said. “It belongs to us, so they know no one will bother them.”

“Is the food good?” Naomi asked.

“The best.”

“Huh…” Naomi got out and Chiyo followed her. “Kid, if you don’t have the stomach for this, I’m cool going solo.”

“No, I want to help find sensei,” Chiyo said, determined.

Naomi smiled and nodded, then banged on the hood when she saw Shinzo still in the car. Shinzo rolled the window down.

“What?”

“Come on, I need you to point the bastards out to me.”

“I’m fine right here!” Shinzo argued.

Naomi reached through the window and grabbed Shinzo’s ear. “Out!” Shinzo whined pathetically as Naomi pulled him out through the window and then pushed him toward the restaurant. He straightened his suit and glared at her.

“You don’t need to be so mean…”

“Don’t make me strangle you, Shinzo.”

“...Don’t threaten me with a good time…” Shinzo uttered to himself, walking toward the building with a boner in his pants.

They walked into the restaurant, and a harried-looking hostess quickly composed herself when they walked in.

“Good afternoon. I’m sorry, but we’re closed for a private event.”

Naomi looked at the woman. “Sis, you look exhausted. I’m looking for a bunch of Yakuza assholes. I’m gonna punch their teeth in.”

The hostess looked at Naomi. She fixated on her sculpted physique and then whispered. “Through the door. I’ve been on my feet for days catering to these pigs.”

“Well go lay down somewhere,” Naomi told her. “I’ll try not to mess the place up too bad.”

“Thank you!” The hostess beamed and ran off. She ran into the kitchen and Naomi could hear her say something to the staff in Japanese as she, Shinzo, and Chiyo walked into the dining hall.

Inside, several men and women in suits, some shirtless with visible, colorful tattoos showing, were sitting at long tables with beer and entrees in front of them. On some of the tables, fit, young women lay naked, with platters of sushi on their bodies as Oda’s people ate off of them, laughed, smoked cigarettes, and joked.

Naomi looked around, scanning the room. She counted 20 in total. She then raised her fingers to her lips and whistled sharply.

The chatter died and all eyes were on her.

“All right, listen up, screwheads! First person to tell me where to find Oda gets to keep all their teeth!”

One woman finished what she was eating and shot up. “Who the hell are you, cunt?!”

Naomi looked to her side and grabbed a vase. She then launched it across the room, hitting the woman in the face. The woman went down, screaming and covering her bloody mouth.

Chiyo gasped as Oda’s people got up. “You just resort to violence right away?!”

“I tried, kid. I really did,” Naomi said.

Oda’s people charged, and Naomi ran to meet them as the restaurant erupted into chaos. The women on the tables screamed, got up and ran for cover as food and fists flew.

Shinzo ran and took cover behind a fish tank. Naomi engaged Oda’s people. One fighter came after Chiyo, who screamed and defended herself from fast strikes. Once she put some distance between herself and her attacker, Chiyo knocked him back with a kick, ran forward, and the leapt up and sent him flying with another kick.

Naomi was on the floor, with one of Oda’s men in an arm bar. “Damn, kid! Asa taught you well!” She then snapped the man’s arm and rolled to her feet while he writhed, screaming.

Chiyo stared in astonishment. “Can you show me how to do that?”

Naomi smiled and put her hands on her hips. “Sure, kid.” She then growled when one man wrapped her in a bear hug and pulled her away. Chiyo screamed when a woman grabbed her by her hair and yanked her back.

Shinzo crawled through the chaos, looking for better cover, and took shelter under a table.

The melee was over after another twenty minutes. Chiyo breathed heavily, favoring a fresh bruise on her ribs. The hostess brought her a glass of water, which she drank thankfully.

Naomi sat on a table, pinning one of the few conscious people left down by sitting on his chest. She ate a platter of crab sushi that survived the battle. “Holy shit, this is good.”

The man cursed at her in Japanese.

“Shinzo! Get your ass over here!”

Shinzo hurried over and looked down when Naomi pointed.

“Translate.”

“H...he’s calling you an evil witch. He says he hopes you and everyone you hold dear suffer.”

Naomi nodded, grabbed a chopstick, and poked the man in his eye. He screamed. “Ask him where Oda is.”

Shinzo jumped and then asked. The man answered in a defiant tone, so Naomi slapped him hard in the face. The man whimpered and his tone changed.

“He says none of the people here know Oda’s location, they aren’t in his inner circle, but the Hashi twins are and they can tell us where Oda is.”

Naomi grabbed a plate of fried chicken. “All right, where do we find them?”

Shinzo asked and got an answer. “I know the place.”

“Cool,” Naomi said, getting up. “Let’s roll. Chiyo, you good?”

The girl was drinking more water. She looked at Naomi and gave a thumbs up.

Naomi headed for the door, still eating. She looked at the hostess. “Sorry about the mess, babe. I’m coming back here though, this food is the shit. I’ll leave a huge tip.”

“No worries,” the hostess said, glaring at Oda’s people. She was backed by kitchen and serving staff, all armed with knives and other kitchen tools. “I think we can handle it from here…Thank you for your help. You eat for free from now on.”

“Fuckin’ A!” Naomi laughed. “All right, team, let’s bounce.”

She, Chiyo, and Shinzo walked out, and the restaurant staff turned on Oda’s people, who looked up at them and whimpered with terrified looks in their eyes.

As they walked back to the car, Naomi stopped Shinzo before he got in the car.

“Why’d Oda bring such a big crew? I would think a guy like that rolls light.”

“The Iron Crane is not to be trifled with. Oda brought support in case the Miyazawa clan or the city’s heroines retaliated.”

“Ha!” Naomi laughed. “He should’ve brought more goons. This is a Tuesday for me and any of those other bitches.” She was interrupted by commotion at the restaurant. The door burst open and the woman who was hit in the face with the vase ran out, her mouth and nose still bloody. She had a panicked look in her eye, took one look at Naomi, and then ran down the street, past onlookers. A angry cook wielding a meat cleaver wasn’t far behind, shouting at her in Japanese.

“Could I...have one of those?” Chiyo asked of the friend chicken.

“Yeah, go crazy,” Naomi said, giving her the plate before getting in the car. Chiyo got in the back seat and began eating as they drove off.

*

Asa was restrained with chains now, the cold metal biting into her naked skin. Oda was in the back room, taking scheduled meditation and his lunch, and Kae sipped from a large soda while eyeing the naked Asa, helpless in front of her.

Kae then set her drink down and walked toward Asa, who couldn’t help but look at the spread on the table when Kae stopped in front of it. There was a riding crop, there were gags, there were dildos and clamps. Asa also noticed a taser, plugs, and vials filled with pink liquid. Bliss.

Kae considered the tools in front of her for a moment before grabbing some of the Bliss. She walked over and grabbed Asa’s jaw, forcing it down her throat. Asa gagged and tried to spit it out, but Kae clamped a hand over her mouth and massaged her throat, making her swallow it.

“A shame I have to treat you like a dog,” Kae taunted. “But, perhaps when I’m done, you’ll be as obedient as one.”

Asa glared daggers at Kae as the Bliss worked its way through her. She could already feel the subtle high coming on, and knew that whatever Kae did, the drug would just heighten the sensation. Kae went back to the table and ingested her own helping of Bliss. She then grabbed a ball gag and put it in Asa’s mouth, moving her hair out of the way and tying it behind her head.

“You know, I really want to find that girl and bring her here with us. I like them young, if Oda-san hasn’t already told you. There’s just something so...intoxicating about their energy, their agony, their pain,” she giggled. “High school students are the best, but Oda-san doesn’t let me indulge that vice too often because of the attention it brings. So I stick to college campuses. I especially like the ones here in America. These young people get so drunk and high on drugs, it makes my hunt easier…” She caressed the sides of Asa’s face. “Once I get my hands on sweet Chiyo, I am going to have so much fun. She looks like a crier, and I’m sure her tears are sweet.”

Asa screamed in her gag and her chains rattled. Kae laughed and backed away, mocking Asa as she went back to the table. She then grabbed the nipple clamps and the riding crop. “But, taming you will have to do for now, Asa-chan.”

She fixed the cold, tight metal of the clamps to Asa’s erect nipples and then removed her suit jacket, revealing a tight, white blouse underneath. Kae walked around Asa, admiring the flawless fitness of her body. “I was always jealous of you Aphrodites. Of your perfect bodies. When I was a girl, I was a school athlete. Mother pushed me to it, when really all I wanted to do was play music. But it was day in and day out of practice. Soccer, football, volleyball, martial arts. I had to master all of them, and oooh, mother’s wrath if I didn’t. She would call me ugly, call me stupid, say I was too fat to achieve anything. She starved me and beat me until I was a certain weight. She constantly asked why I didn’t look like Tokyo’s selfless defenders in their skimpy outfits. Never mind that I was only 12.”

As Kae talked, Asa felt her body growing warm. Her pussy throbbed and her pulse raced.

“Do you know what else mother made me do?” Kae asked.

Asa glared at her over her shoulder.

“She forced me to cook, all the time. She made me make the meals and then would not let me eat if she saw so much as what she perceived to be an extra pound. Then, one day, I couldn’t take it anymore.”

Asa froze, not liking where the story was going.

“I threw the boiling water on her first,” Kae said, wrapping her lean arms around Asa’s bare shoulders. She traced a thin finger on Asa’s chest, digging her nail in the skin slightly. “Then, when she crawled across the apartment floor, groaning, I took a serrated knife, and I carved...little by little...drawing out just enough blood a bit at a time, that it took mother hours to finally die.” Kae laughed at recounting the tale. “And do you know what happened? The bitch cursed me to her final breath. She probably cursed me all the way to the gates of hell. But I learned a valuable lesson that day. I learned that humans can tolerate an ungodly amount of pain.”

The smack from the riding crop came suddenly, and Asa cried into her gag as Kae brought it down across the meat of her ass. Kae smacked her again, and Asa braced herself, biting back the pain while fighting the stinging pleasure made worse by the Bliss.

“I’m not going to use anything sharp on you, Asa-chan. But I do want to see how much you can take.” Kae walked around and whipped Asa across her tits. She jolted in the chains, and they rattled, and Kae smacked her tits again, enjoying the sight of those meaty globes growing increasingly red. Each time, Asa gritted her teeth and took it, refusing to cry out again.

Kae bit her lip, grinned, and hit Asa with the crop again. “Yes, make me work for it, Asa! Resist me as long as you can, just as mother did!”

Asa groaned when Kae pulled hard on the nipple clamps, stretching her nipples and pulling at her tits. Kae then whipped Asa across the tender flesh of her tits again, and laughed as Asa refused again to scream. Kae’s own nipples were hard under her blouse, and she dug her fingers into the front of her own pants, pleasuring herself while leaving her marks on Asa’s vulnerable body.

“Yes, this is it,” Kae said. She smiled and breathed deep. “Do you know an Aphrodite from Tokyo named Arisa Okada?”

Asa just stared at her.

“She was a troublesome bitch who caused problems for several nightclub owners who were selling drugs out of their establishments. They hired Oda-san to deal with her, and he gave the task to me. The bitch lasted just over a week in my care. When she showed her resilience, Oda-san sold her back to one of the club owners, who then rented her out to his clients. Last I heard, she was sucking some drug lord’s cock in the jungles of Colombia. Do you think you can break her record?”

Asa narrowed her eyes.

“Oda-san is going to fulfill his plan to make you bear his children, so I need to be somewhat gentle until you’re all used up.” She pressed her hand to Asa’s bare, tight stomach and licked the side of her face.  “But my own personal restraint may falter at times.”

She walked back to the table and dropped the riding crop, and then retrieved a vibrating dildo with a small hook on top, some duct tape, and the taser. She inserted the dildo in Asa’s pussy and the smaller arm rested against her clit. Kae fixed it in place with the tape and then turned it on.

Asa moaned into the gag, her drool coating the gag as the toy vibrated, and Kae stepped back and admired her work.

“Now,” Kae said, raising the taser. “You have to hold in your climaxes. Every time you don’t, you get this,” she said, thumbing on the taser. It crackled with electricity and Asa breathed heavily, looking at the tool.

“Can you do that?” Kae asked cruelly.

Asa could feel the Bliss working. Even now, Kae’s words were starting to blur as the pleasure built up. The crack of the taser cut through, but the sensation of pleasure came back strong, and Kae grinned at Asa as she fought to hold off the coming orgasm. Her body was left with the marks from the crop and the vibrator buzzed, stimulating every nerve in her womanhood and bringing her closer to the brink. Kae stood close and turned the taster on, leaving it just inches from Asa’s bare tits.

“Be strong, Asa-chan. I want to enjoy this,” Kae told her.

Asa tried to focus on her rage rather than her pleasure, looking Kae in the eyes and thinking of what she was going to do to her when free. Her muscles tensed and she pulled at her chains, but Kae remained calmed.

Asa then gasped, feeling her thighs quiver. The vibrator continue shaking as Asa cursed into her gag and her juices soaked the toy stuck inside her.

“Aww...too bad,” Kae said. She cracked the taser on. “I’m sure you’ll get it…” she said as she pushed the weapon toward Asa, who screamed and tried to get away, even though the chains held her tight.

Kae paused when her cellphone rang. She took it from her pocket and answered. Asa could hear a panicked voice on the other end, but Kae remained calm, right up until she ended the call.

“It seems someone attacked my men, looking for you. A loudmouthed devil woman with a strong punch.”

Asa couldn’t help but smile.

“I’ll keep a spot open for her if she finds us,” Kae promised before turning the taser back on.

IV

“What is this place?” Naomi asked. She, Shinzo, and Chiyo were outside of nondescript building on the edge of Tokyotown.

“A gambling den and bathhouse,” Shinzo said. He led them inside, past a muscular doorman who let them through once Shinzo said something to him in Japanese.

Inside, patrons drank, smoked, and enjoyed table games of cards, roulette, and craps. In the middle of the floor, a steel cage held two fighters as they battled on bloodstained canvas.

“You see these Hashi twins?” Naomi asked Shinzo.

“No,” he answered. “Trust me. They stand out. Wait here.” He then walked away to speak to someone.

Chiyo looked around the room. “Places like this exist in Delta City.”

“You have a lot to learn, kid,” Naomi said. “You seriously don’t, like...drink, or do drugs, or anything?”

“No!”

“Do you watch porn?”

“No!” Chiyo insisted

“Chiyo,” Naomi said, putting an arm around the girl. “Are you a virgin?”

“I…” she turned red. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“Christ, you’re like a mini-Asa. Please tell me you at least masturbate.”

The girl clammed up.

“You can tell your buddy Naomi.”

“This is very inappropriate!” Chiyo said.

“It’s fucking ridiculous is what it is. How old are you?”

“I turn 21 in two months.”

“When this is done, I’m taking you to a strip club,” Naomi said.

“I don’t want to go to a stri-” Chiyo took a deep breath. “Can we just focus on finding sensei?”

“Fine,” Naomi said. “Just answer one question for me.”

“What?”

“Given the chance, would you fuck Asa?”

“Ms. Naomi!”

“I would,” Naomi said. “She’s kind of standoffish, but Asa looks like she gives good head.”

“I don’t think about sensei in that way,” Chiyo said.

“Well who do you think about in that way?” Naomi asked.

“No one!”

“Bullshit,” Naomi said.

“It isn’t!”

“No guy or girl?”

“No,” Chiyo insisted. She jumped in surprise when Naomi grabbed her hand and put it on her left tit.

Chiyo just looked at her hand on Naomi’s tit and then at Naomi.

“Nothing?” Naomi said.

Chiyo shook her head.

“She doesn’t mean it, girls. She’s just confused,” Naomi said to her tits. She then let go of Chiyo’s hand and looked at the girl. “Shit...this is just sad. I’m half tempted to give you some sympathy pussy.”

Chiyo began to say something until Shinzo came back.

“The twins are upstairs. Come on,” Shinzo said.

He led them up a pair of stairs, and the air became noticeably humid. The group walked through a locker room and Chiyo looked around.

“Is this a men’s locker room?”

“Who are these Hashi twins?” Naomi asked Shinzo, ignoring Chiyo.

“Isamu and Taro,” Shinzo said. “Very tough fighters, according to their reputations.”

“Good,” Naomi said.

Shinzo led them through another closed door at the back of the locker room, and thick steam filled the air as they entered a bathhouse. Naked men walked around, spoke, and sat in the baths scattered through the room.

Chiyo yelped and turned to leaved, but Naomi grabbed her arm and yanked her back.

“You’re gonna see a dick eventually, kid. Stop it.” She held Chiyo’s arms in a tight grip and yelled out to the room. “Hey! Hashi twins?! Where the fuck are you?!”

The naked men in the room all turned to face them.

“You scrawny punks get your asses out here now! I wanna see your boss!”

Two big bodies shifted in one of the baths as a pair of giants who resembled sumo wrestlers rose from their bath. Most of the other men cleared out as the Hashi twins got out and approached Naomi, water dripping from fat bodies that concealed mountains of muscle.

“...Shit,” Naomi uttered.

“They’re all yours!” Shinzo said, running out.

“Shinzo, you pussy!” Naomi yelled at his back. “Okay…” She let Chiyo go. “Which one of you is Taro?”

The one on the left pointed to himself.

“Right, that makes you Isamu,” she said to the other. “All right. Where’s Oda? Talk, I won’t smack you around too much.”

Chiyo yelled as Taro gave Naomi a big backhand that sent her into the wall. He then lumbered toward her, leaving Chiyo with Isamu.

Chiyo looked up, fighting every urge she had not to look at the huge cock between his muscular legs. “...Hi.”

Isamu took a swing and Chiyo quickly dodged and ran from him, but he gave chase, surprisingly quick for a such a big man. Chiyo ran for one of the tubs and vaulted over the water, making the distance to the other side. She found a bucket and looked back as Taro chased her. Chiyo kicked the bucket into the air in front of her and then kicked it at Taro.

Taro’s momentum carried him forward as he batted the bucket away, but he tripped on the edge of the tub and fell in face first with a big splash. Chiyo then ran back, using his broad back as a stepping stone and crossing back to the other side. She set her feet on the side of the tub when Taro emerged from the water and wrapped his big arms around her narrow waist.

“Ah! No!” Chiyo screamed. “Ms. Naomi! Help! Please!” she cried out as Taro pulled her into the water.

Naomi and Isamu were locked in a test of strength when Naomi heard Chiyo. She looked over and saw Chiyo struggling not to be pulled into the water. “Fuck! I’m coming, kid!” With a surge of strength, Naomi pushed back against the much bigger Isamu, swept his leg, and then threw him to the ground. Tile cracked under his immense weight and Naomi turned and ran to help Chiyo.

Chiyo was half submerged with Taro, his arms wrapped around her as he chuckled and fondled her small, perky tits under her t-shirt while licking the side of her face.

“Ugh! Gross!” Chiyo gagged while trying to push away. She could feel this thick, swollen cock against her butt in the water and then looked up and moved out of the way as best she could. Naomi launched over the edge of the tub and hit Taro in the face with a flying kick, making him let Chiyo go.

Naomi and Taro struggled in the water, and Chiyo turned when she heard Isamu yelling and saw him charging at her. She yelled, ducked, and extended her leg, and the big man tripped and fell in the tub with Naomi and his brother.

“Wha...Shit!” Naomi yelled when the second big man came barreling in the water.

Water flew everywhere as Naomi tried fighting off not one, but two big men in the tub. Chiyo stepped back, unsure what to do as Taro put Naomi in a headlock and pulled her back while Isamu laughed and ripped off her top, exposing her tits.

“Kid…!” Naomi gagged. “Do something…!”

Chiyo looked around desperately, trying to find a way to help Naomi. She then ran out the bathroom in the direction of the locker room.

“Chiyo! You pussy!” Naomi screamed while the brothers restrained her. Taro then lifted her and tossed her out of the bath. Naomi slid across the tile floor, and she tried crawling away, but slipped on the tile. Isamu grabbed her right ankle and Naomi kicked him in the face with her left foot. Taro grabbed her arms and held them to the floor and Isamu grabbed her legs and pulled them apart. He pulled her shorts off her thighs and threw them aside, and his swollen cock stood erect as he mounted Naomi.

She gasped when he stretched her out, and then grunted as he began thrusting in and out. Isamu put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed her tit with the other while Taro continued holding her arms down.

The brothers laughed, having Naomi at their mercy and Isamu sat up, grabbing Naomi by her slim waist and rolling over so she was now on top of him. She bounced up and down on his cock, her tits jiggling.

“Fuck!” she groaned while Isamu’s member pushed in deep. She tried to push away, tried to get off of the big man, when she then felt thick fabric wrap around her neck as Taro began strangling her with her own discarded shirt. Naomi grabbed and clawed at the other brother while continuing to fuck Isamu, but Taro leaned in.

“Stop fighting. Or I’ll strangle you,” he threatened.

Naomi growled and stopped trying to hit Taro, and he laughed and loosened his hold while she continued bouncing on Isamu’s shaft.

Taro gripped his stiff cock and smacked it against Naomi’s face. She glared at him in a huff before taking his length in her mouth, and then she gagged when he forced it down, all the way to his pubic mound. Naomi wrapped her lips and tongue around it, bobbing her head back and forth while riding Isamu. Taro pulled her soaked hair, grunting and groaning while she sucked him off. He was on the verge of coming already, and when Naomi tried to pull back, Taro forced her to stay.

Before long, a warm, sticky spray filled Naomi’s mouth, making her gag as it spilled out of her mouth and slicked her jaw. Isamu came inside her at the same time, but even as his seed spilled out, he kept pumping the conquered heroine, laughing as she got creampied.

Both brothers then pulled out at the same time, and Taro threw Naomi on the wet floor. She lay there, spread eagle, with her pussy dripping and tits heaving as the brothers drained what seed they had left on her naked tits and sculpted abs.

Taro then said something to his brother in Japanese, and they both looked at Naomi and laughed. Isamu grabbed her by her hair and forced her to her knees, inches from his flaccid cock.

“Lick it clean, whore.”

Naomi looked at him defiantly and grunted when the big man slapped her had in the face and grabbed her neck and squeezed. He pulled her in and she stuck her tongue out, licking his shaft. He laughed, shuddering at the sensation on his shaft. Isamu grunted and stumbled forward after the echo of a sharp crack and something struck his back. When he looked back, Chiyo stood behind him, holding a man’s leather belt tight.

Isamu charged and was beaten back when Chiyo snapped the belt like a whip and struck him in the face. “Little bitch!” he cursed. He charged and she kept hitting him, dodging his clumsy swings and attempts to grab her.

Taro ran to help his brother, but Naomi jumped up and clung to his back, wrapping his neck in a sleeper hold. Taro growled and spun around, trying to get her off his back. He reached back, but was unable to grab Naomi, and she took the fight out of the big man with a few well-placed kidney punches.

When Taro stopped, Naomi let go, wrapped her arms around his big waist as best she could, and then lifted with her immense strength, going back in a suplex.

The very floor shook and gave way under the impact and Taro crashed through. Naomi looked through the hole he made and saw Taro laying out cold, in the middle of the combat cage on the gambling floor below. She grinned and then turned to help Chiyo.

Isamu turned when he heard his brother go through the floor, and Naomi came flying through the air, hitting him hard in the face with a flying punch. He flew back into the wall. When he tried to get up, Naomi ran and kneed him in the face, knocking him to the floor.

He lay down, groaning while Naomi paused to catch her breath. Chiyo walked up to her.

“Are you okay?”

“I thought you bolted on me,” Naomi said, patting the girl on the shoulder.

“I needed a weapon,” Chiyo said, raising the belt. “Sensei emphasizes the importance of being able to improvise.”

“Yeah, that sounds like Asa,” Naomi nodded and stood up.

“What now?” Chiyo asked.

“Now, we make this prick talk. Tell us where Oda is.”

“How?”

Naomi put a foot on Isamu’s chest and forced him to the floor. She then spread her legs and sat on his face. “Tell me where to find Oda if you don’t want to suffocate.”

Isamu let out a muffled cry into pussy, grabbing her thighs but Naomi squeezed his head with her powerful legs and grabbed his short, dark, hair.

“I can drag this out, buddy!”

Chiyo watched, stunned, and then backed away. “I...I’m going to wait by the car with Mr. Shinzo,” she said before running off.

“Hey!” Naomi said.

Chiyo paused and looked when Naomi held her hand out.

“Gimme the belt.”

Chiyo did as she was told and then ran out, not wanting to see what Naomi was going to do next.

*

Chiyo walked through the gambling den, avoiding looks from confused gamblers as she made her way out of the building.

Shinzo was by the car, smoking a cigarette when she arrived. He looked up, surprised.

“Where’s Naomi?”

“She’s finding out where Oda is,” Chiyo said. “You ran away and then came out here for a cigarette?”

Shinzo looked down and then put out his smoke.

Chiyo went in his jacket pocket, took his pack and lighter, and threw them into a nearby trash can.

“Hey!” Shinzo protested.

“I made my dad quit. You should too,” she said. She then straightened his necktie and smoothed the shoulders on his suit jacket. “You’re a nice man, Mr. Shinzo. I know you’re Yakuza, but...my sensei loves your boss so I think there’s some good in you guys. You should try to live long and do good things.” She smiled at him and then got in the car.

Shinzo watched her get in the car and then looked at his straightened tie. “Huh…” he smiled.

Naomi emerged from the building about 5 minutes later. She wore a stolen, too-tight T-shirt that had the logo of the Delta City Gladiators, the local hockey team, and her shorts.

“What are you smiling about?” she asked Shinzo

“Nothing.” He then jumped when Naomi grabbed his balls.

“Why’d you run on me?”

Shinzo said nothing. He simply winced at the sensation of Naomi squeezing his balls and breathed deep. After a few moments, Naomi let go when she realized his cock was stiff.

“Heh,” Naomi smirked. “So, that’s your deal?” She then poked out her chest.

Shinzo stared, bit his lip, and raised a hand to feel, but Naomi grabbed his fingers and bent them back at the wrist. Shinzo grunted in pain, nearly falling to one knee when Naomi leaned in.

“Prove you aren’t a pussy when we face Oda, and maybe I’ll give you a little something.”

Shinzo groaned at the pain, his cock still stiff, and he nodded.

Naomi chuckled and patted the side of his face. “Good boy.”

 “You know where Oda is?” Shinzo asked, his erection poking at his pants.

“Yeah, I do. We need to go to the docks on the eastern side of the neighborhood. Get in and start the car before I step on your balls,” Naomi said while letting go.

“Again...don’t threaten me with a good time…” Shinzo said before getting in the driver’s seat.

“Hey,” Naomi said to Shinzo. “Who is Kae Kugo? Big boy said we’d have to deal with her before getting to Oda.”

“She’s Oda’s right hand woman. She’s a vicious viper of a woman. A real sadist, from what I gather.”

“Huh...all right. Onward.”

“Was there something wrong with Mr. Shinzo’s hand?” Chiyo asked.

“He asked me to limber it up for him so he doesn’t hurt himself jerking off later,” Naomi said.

“Ew!” Chiyo gasped.

Shinzo started the car and drove away. Down the block, it passed a parked sedan, with Kitano behind the wheel. Once they were a good distance away, he started his car and followed.

V

Asa shuddered, her body wracked with pain from hours of constant torment. Her arms were numb in the bonds that held them over her head, and her tits dripped with sweat as she struggled to breath. She moaned as Oda, standing behind her, pulled his cock out of her ass, dripping with cum that spilled out onto the warehouse floor.

She’d been dosed with Bliss over and over by Kae and her body bore bruises from the taser, which Kae held in her hand as she stood, naked, in front of Asa. Kae grabbed Asa’s jaw and look in her eyes. She looked away and Kae laughed and let Asa’s head drop.

In truth, Asa wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Oda and Kae were relentless, and it seemed like the two of them had only begun. Her head swam and her mind raced. She had to get out before they broke her.

The chains rattled as Oda lowered them so that Asa was brought to her knees. Kae then stood in front of Asa and pulled her long, black hair, bringing Asa’s face to her snatch.

“Eat,” Kae ordered.

Asa swallowed her pride and pushed her face against Kae’s pussy and began eating her out. Kae gasped, dropped her taser, and began massaging her tit while Asa ate. Oda then walked over, grabbed the back of Kae’s head, and began kissing her while he stroked his cock. Asa was sandwiched between them, on her knees with her face buried in Kae’s snatch. There was heavy panting and breathing, moans and grunts of pleasure, and the sounds of Asa slurping Kae’s juices.

Kae’s toes curled as her pleasure heightened. She threw her head back and her jaw fell open. She forced Asa’s face in even more as Oda sucked at the skin on her neck, shoulders, and upper chest. He reached around and squeezed Kae’s toned ass while continuing to stroke himself.

Then the ring of a phone cut through the pleasure.

Kae turned to her piled clothes, groaned and went to answer after finding her phone. “Isamu, what do you want?”

Oda stepped back and Asa slumped over in her chains.

Kae got a furious look on her face, hung up, and put on her bra and pants.

“What is it?” Oda asked.

“The she-devil bitch bested the twins. She’s coming here.”

Oda smirked and then he and Kae paused when they heard Asa laughing. Oda grabbed Asa’s hair and yanked her head back. “What’s funny?”

“Naomi is going to beat you both senseless,” Asa laughed with Kae’s juices coating her face. She gasped when Oda slapped her. He then looked at Kae.

“Go. Deal with this.”

Kae nodded and put on her heels. She then turned and walked out. Oda went back to Asa and grabbed her hair again, forcing his cock in her mouth.

*

Kae opened the door to the warehouse, on the Tokyotown docks, and smelled salty sea air as she walked out. She closed the door behind her and turned to go to her parked car, only to take a hard sucker punch to the jaw that floored her.

Before she could get up, a running shoe was on her throat, pinning her down.

“Where the fuck is Asa, you cunt?” Naomi asked, stepping on Kae’s neck.

Kae narowed her eyes, grabbed Naomi’s leg, compacted her own body, and wrapped her legs around Naomi’s to pulled her down. They rolled away from each other and got to their feet, and Kae saw Chiyo standing right behind Naomi, ready to fight.

“Ah...little Chiyo. Excellent,” Kae said with a grin.

Kitano watched the two sides square off from the roof of a nearby warehouse.

Kae looked past her two opponents and saw the area, just on the water, was littered with discarded debris. Chains, cinder blocks, lumber, and broken down vehicles. She smirked and went on the attack. Naomi countered her attacks and she countered Naomi’s.

When Chiyo came in, Kae dodged her flying kick and fought with the girl, managing to hit her with a few strikes before Naomi hit her hard in the back with a piece of lumber. Kae stumbled and dodged another hit before grabbing a car tire and throwing it at Naomi.

“Shit!” Naomi yelled, dodging it.

Chiyo tried to sneak up on Kae, only to get floored by an elbow to the jaw. With her down, Kae ran at Naomi and knocked her back with a flying kick. Naomi went down and Kae grabbed a length of chain. She looped it through a cinder block and tied the other end of the chain around Naomi’s leg.

“Bitch!” Naomi yelled, kicking at her. Kae stomped on Naomi’s leg and secured the chain, and Naomi fought Kae as she dragged her to the pier’s edge.

“What the fuck…” Naomi froze. “No! No, no, no! FUCK!” she cried out as Kae threw the cinder block in the water. Naomi yelled and tried to free herself as she was dragged under the water.

“Ms. Naomi!” Chiyo yelled in panic. She ran after Naomi but Kae grabbed her hair and pulled her back, putting her down with a hard fist to the stomach. Chiyo doubled over, crying in pain before Kae kicked her in the ribs.

“You have bigger things to worry about than that bitch, little one,” Kae taunted. She forced Chiyo on her back and then ripped her t-shirt off. Chiyo wore a gray sports bra underneath that contained her small, perky tits, and Kae grabbed her throat and tore the bra off.

Chiyo gagged and clawed at the older, stronger woman in a panic but Kae punched her. Chiyo lay under, dazed, and Kae licked her lips at the young body at her mercy. She grabbed the sides of Chiyo’s face and leaned in, a maniacal grin on her own face.

“You and I are going to have so much fun,” she said. She reached back, slipping her hand into Chiyo’s leggings, and she began rubbing the outside of Chiyo’s panties, toying with the lips of the girl’s pussy.

“No...stop…” Chiyo moaned lightly.

Kae grinned and bit her lip, then licked Chiyo’s face. “I can taste your fear, girl.” She put her fingers down Chiyo’s panties, and Chiyo gasped as Kae penetrated her.

“Oh, but you are tight!” Kae said gleefully. Her eyes went wide with delight. “Are you a virgin, girl?!”

Chiyo looked at her in a panic.

Kae cackled. “It has been far too long since I’ve deflowered someone! Oh, I am taking you with me!”

Chiyo tried fighting back, but Kae pinned her in place and kissed her.

“You are oh so sweet,” she said with joy. “I am going to savor this. Get up!”

Chiyo screamed as Kae pulled her hair and made her get up. The girl struggled to get out of Kae’s grip, and groaned as Kae punched her hard in the stomach, making her double over again.

“Don’t fight me, or the pain will be worse,” Kae taunted. “Better yet...do fight me.”

Kae then turned when she heard a car horn beep. She saw a black sedan with tinted windows and got up to approach it. Just then it accelerated toward her.

“Fuck!” Kae said. She didn’t have time to dodge, so she jumped on the hood just before the car struck her. It swerved to avoid running Chiyo over and Kae put her fist through the windshield.

“Oh fuck!” Shinzo panicked. “Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Kae grabbed his necktie and tried to pull him through, but Shinzo slammed the brakes and Kae rolled off the hood. She instantly got to her feet and saw Chiyo getting up, wobbling.

“I’ll kill the Yakuza worm first,” Kae said, stomping over to the car.

Just then, she heard a rattle before getting smacked hard in the face with a chain. She went down, her mouth bleeding. When she looked up. Naomi stood a few feet away, soaking wet, with a snapped chain wrapped around her leg and a length of chain in her hand that she swung at her side.

“We ain’t done, cunt!” Naomi roared.

Kae got up and ran at her.

Naomi whipped the chain around and hit Kae again, and when she staggered, Naomi wrapped it around her neck and pulled her to the ground. Kae pulled and kicked as Naomi dragged her over, and once Kae was at Naomi’s feet, Naomi began beating her with the chain.

“Try to fucking drown me!” Naomi raged.

Kae bit back the pain as Naomi whipped her with unbridled fury. Naomi’s blows only grew more powerful, and the pain began to get overwhelming.

“S-Stop!” Kae finally relented.

“Nope!” Naomi refused. She only beat her harder.

Shinzo ran over to Chiyo and took his jacket off. He looked away and gave it to her, and Chiyo thanked him while using it to cover her naked torso.

“Sh...should we stop Ms. Naomi?”

Shinzo watched the display as Naomi, with all her rage, continued pummeling Kae with the length of chain. Kae curled up, trying to mitigate the damage, but she howled in pain and was on the verge of tears, begging Naomi to stop.

“Mr. Shinzo…?”

“Hmm?” Shinzo asked, looking at Chiyo.

“Is something wrong with your pants?” she asked, pointing to his erection.

*

Asa winced when Oda squeezed her tit, and her gaze stayed fixed and fearful, on the short blade his carried in his hand. Oda smiled and grabbed her jaw.

“Behave yourself and I won’t have to use this,” Oda said of the blade.

He then heard footsteps behind him and looked back. “Did you take care of the devil woman already?”

“Sorry, I’m not Kugo-san.”

Oda spun around and Asa perked up.

Kitano walked in, removing his gloves and smiling as he approached.

“Young Shigeru,” Oda said. “Come to say a last goodbye?”

Kitano stood next to Oda and looked at Asa. “Something like that.” He touched the side of Asa’s face with the back of his hand, and she looked up at him. 

“This is going to hurt,” Kitano said. “But it is for the good of the clan.”

Asa’s lip quivered and a tear rolled down her cheek.

Oda smirked and looked the young man over. “I don’t plan on killing the bitch, just so you know. My ambitions with her are greater than that. But she will never set foot in America again.”

“Huh…” Kitano said. He walked around Asa, delicately touching her exposed skin. Asa closed her eyes and sighed, making peace with what she thought to be happening. Kitano put a hand on Asa’s shoulder and knelt down, kissing the top of her head. “I would never abandon you,” he whispered.

Asa’s eyes shot up as a blade slid out of Kitano’s coat sleeve and sliced the chains holding Asa like they were butter.

“Bastard!” Oda roared. He charged at Kitano, who waved his arm around, dispersing a cloud of blinding power that got Oda in his eyes. Oda staggered back, cursing and holding his stinging eyes and Asa grabbed the blade he held after it hit the floor. She lunged forward with it, stabbing him in the leg.

Oda cursed them both, but then gagged as a blade pierced his torso and his lungs filled with blood. He opened red eyes and saw Kitano in front of him, holding the sword stuck in his chest. Kitano narrowed his eyes, pulled the sword free, and let Oda collapse to the ground.

Asa stared at Oda’s body and tried to stand, but Kitano stopped her.

“No...your ordeal has left you weak. Your friend is outside, along with your apprentice. They’re on the verge of defeating Kugo, if they haven’t already. Rest.”

Asa nodded and stayed where she was while Kitano sat next to her and put his arm around her.

“I’m sorry I put you in this position.”

“This is my life…” Asa said. “I never expected a quiet or pleasant end. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

Kitano hugged her. “Even as fate has put us on opposite sides, I will always be there for you.”

Asa looked at him and smiled. He wiped her eyes and the two of them shared an embrace as Asa let out a sigh. “You’ve condemned your family to destruction…” She said, looking at Oda’s body.

“No…” Kitano said. He put his bloody blade in Asa’s hand. “Oda’s death was simply the Miyazawa clan settling an old account. The bosses will think twice before sending another assassin.”

Asa looked at the weapon, then at Kitano, and nodded. “Thank you, Shigeru. This stays between us.”

Kitano lifted her chin and gave her a kiss on the cheek. They both looked up as rapid footsteps approached.

“Asa! Asa, you here?!” Naomi shouted.

Kitano stood up and Asa shouted. “This way!”

When Naomi and Chiyo arrived, Kitano was gone and Asa was alone with Oda’s body and the bloody blade.

Chiyo gasped and covered her mouth and Naomi paused. “Shit...this was supposed to be a rescue, but you’ve got it handled.”

“Not easily,” Asa said, holding her arms up. “Please.”

“Yeah,” Naomi said, rushing over and helping her up. She put Asa’s arm over her shoulder and Chiyo helped as the three of them left.

“Naomi,” Asa said. “Why do you smell like the sea?”

“I swam here. Shut up.”

They walked past the table with Oda’s weapons and tools and Naomi eyed his kusarigama. “Fuck me, what’s this thing?” She let Asa lean on Chiyo and picked the weapon up. She swung the weight around. “Oh shit. This is cool.”

“Naomi, put that down before you hurt someone,” Asa chastised.

Naomi ignored her and took a few wild swings with the sickle. “Asa, show me how to use this thing!”

Asa sighed. “...Very well. Bring it with you.”

Kitano watched them go from his perch in the rafters and nodded in approval before leaving.

Outside, Shinzo was waiting by the car as Naomi escorted Asa. Asa was soon able to stand on her own, but leaned on the back of the car to catch her breath. She looked around.

“Where is Kae Kugo?”

Naomi nodded to Shinzo, who went to the trunk and opened it. A furious, bruised Kae was in the trunk, bound and gagged with heavy chains.

“Del says she’s got like a dozen warrants all over the world, so every country between the US and Japan is gonna want a piece of her ass,” Naomi said. “Foxy’s gonna meet us and hand her over to Interpol. Enjoy prison, you evil twat!”

Asa nodded and closed the trunk and Chiyo helped her into the car. Shinzo got in the driver’s seat and Naomi in the passenger’s seat while Chiyo got in back with Asa. They drove off and Naomi sighed and sunk in her sink.

“Another epic adventure in the books, eh?” She said. “Hey, Asa, guess what?”

“What?”

“Chiyo wants to go to a strip club.”

Asa shot Chiyo a surprised look and Chiyo froze. “No...no I don’t!”

“I want to go to a strip club…” Shinzo said as he drove away.

“Fine, me and Shinzo will go then,” Naomi said.

VI

Some days later, Naomi, Asa, and Chiyo sat in a coffee shop in Tokyotown.

“Are you feeling better, Chiyo?” Asa asked.

“A bit, sensei. My ribs are still a little tender. How is it you two are fully recovered already?”

“Aphrodite genes, kid,” Naomi said. “Asa and I were back at it, sparring the morning after the fight.”

“Lucky…” Chiyo said.

“That is not the word I would use,” Asa said. “Speaking of which, I appreciate your help, both of you, but I do not want you anywhere near any of this, Chiyo.”

“Come on, Asa. Let the kid make her own decisions,” Naomi said.

“She could get hurt or worse, and I cannot have that on my conscience.”

“Stop being a nag, Asa. She did fine out there. And…”

“No,” Chiyo interrupted Naomi. “If that’s what sensei wants, I will obey. Besides, that was enough excitement for a lifetime. I’m just going to spend my days in my room reading, when I’m not working or at the dojo, I think.”

Asa smiled and rubbed Chiyo’s shoulder.

“Neeeeerds…” Naomi groaned.

Chiyo looked up at the door and smiled and waved when she saw someone walk in. “Over here!”

A Japanese man in his 50s, tall and broadly built, with a close-cut haircut and a mustache, smiled and walked over.

Asa stood up and bowed. “Harada-san. Good morning.”

“Good morning to you, as well,” The man said. He then nodded to Naomi.

“Ms. Naomi, this is my dad. Goro Harada,” Chiyo said.

“Hey,” Naomi waved.

“Are you ready to go?” Goro asked his daughter.

“Yeah,” Chiyo said, taking her coffee. She and her father left after saying their goodbyes and Asa sat back down at the table. She looked at Naomi.

“What is that look?”

“Why didn’t you tell me Chiyo’s dad was hot?” Naomi said. “I wanna ride the fuck outta that mustache.”

Asa narrowed her eyes at Naomi. “You aren’t his type.”

“Bullshit. I’m everyone’s type,” Naomi said. “So...what’s the deal? He and Mrs. Harada in an open marriage, or…”

“Mrs. Harada passed when Chiyo was 11…” Asa explained.

“Ah...shit…” Naomi said. “...So, Chiyo looking for a stepmom? Ow!” Naomi recoiled when Asa kicked her under the table. She rubbed her leg and glared at Asa, who got up.

“We she should go meet with the others now.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Naomi uttered, grabbing her coffee and following Asa out. Naomi’s motorcycle and Asa’s car were both at the curb.

“You know, Del told me when you first got here to kill some guy, Lea smacked you around and made you join the team.”

Asa glared at her. “That is not what happened...”

“Sure Asa…” Naomi laughed and approached her motorcycle.

 Asa paused as Naomi got on her bike.

Naomi looked at her. “Yo...you good?”

“Yes. Go ahead. I’m right behind you…”

Naomi looked back, shrugged, started her bike and rode away.

Asa looked across the street, where Kitano stood on the sidewalk. He flashed Asa a smile, and she couldn’t help but smile back, blushing slightly as she got in her car and drove off.

Kitano then walked away. Moments later, his phone rang.

“Yes?”

“Kenshiro Oda has failed,” the Tokyo boss said. “The Iron Crane has killed him, according to our sources in America. Kae Kugo and the Hashi twins are in prison. Perhaps for the rest of their lives. The cost of going to war with that woman is too high.”

“Yes, boss,” Kitano said.

“The Miyazawa woman is to be left alone, as are her friends. Lay with her if you must, young Shigeru, but never forget your loyalties are to us first.”

“I haven’t forgotten, boss,” Kitano said. Then the call ended.

Epilogue I – Two Days Later

Night fell over Tokyotown, and Iron Crane sat on the edge of a rooftop, watching an apartment across the street and taking in the busy sounds of the neighborhood below. The small communicator in her ear rang and she took out the small, matching handheld unit to see who it was.

“Hello, mother,” Asa said.

“My dear Asa,” Maiko Miyazawa said on the other end. “I hear you had some excitement recently.”

“I did.”

“Kenshiro Oda, that monster. I never liked not being able to close that entry in my ledger. I intended to hunt him to the ends of the Earth after he escaped captivity, but you came along and then I became clan matriarch.”

“But it’s settled now, mother,” Asa said.

“That it is, my dear. When are you coming to visit? You haven’t been back in years.”

“I will, mother. Soon. I promise.”

“Mhmm...you should bring your friends as well. Anisa has told me about this new woman, Naomi. She sounds interesting. I’d like to meet her.”

“Absolutely not, mother! You two are too much alike. It will be nothing but trouble for me.”

“All the more reason,” Maiko said with a laugh. There was a pause and Asa looked at her phone. “Asa...are you still involved with Shigeru Kitano?”

“Mother…”

“I won’t tell you not to be. The heart wants what it wants. To be honest, I regret killing his parents, but it had to be done. You two may care about each other, but never forget that the Miyazawa clan and the Igarashi-Kai are enemies, even if you two are not.”

“I know, mother…”

“Just promise me you’ll be careful.”

“I will, mother,” she said. Just then, a light came on in the apartment she was watching. “I have to go.”

***

Kitano opened the door to his apartment, a spacious penthouse high above the neighborhood. He turned on the lights and removed his coat and shoes at the door, leaving them in their proper places before walking in.

It was quiet, and the young Yakuza boss looked around, thinking something didn’t quite feel right. Still, he continued to the kitchen, opening the refrigerator and looking inside. He then felt a presence behind him just before a hand grabbed one of his wrists and twisted it behind him. They put something sharp to his neck, positioning the blade so it didn’t actually pierce his skin.

With a nudge, Kitano was turned around and marched toward his bedroom. His assailant made him turn the light on and pushed him toward the bed before pausing.

Kitano stared at the bed and smirked before twisting his arm free and spinning around, managing to knock the blade out of his assailant’s hand. It clattered on the floor and Kitano grabbed both of Asa’s wrists, spun her around, and threw her onto the bed.

She wore her black and white, low-cut Iron Crane kimono, but not her mask, and Kitano could see the smile on her face as they looked each other in the eye. He climbed on top of her, keeping her arms above her head, and mounted her waist.

“It was too easy to sneak up on you,” Asa said.

“And you were too easy to overpower,” Kitano teased. 

They kissed, and slowly, Kitano let go of her wrists, instead using his hands to explore her supple body. At Asa’s urging, he sat up and she began undoing the buttons of his shirt. It came off, revealing Kitano’s chiseled upper body and the colorful tattoos on his chest. Asa knew what to expect, but still smiled when she saw the ink. On Kitano’s right pectoral was a tiger tattoo, an animal he associated with  ever since she’d known him. Behind the tiger, smaller for perspective, but still noticeable, was a crane.

On his left side, from chest to arm, Kitano had a samurai and dragon engaged in battle.

Asa smiled, brushing her hands gently on the colorful ink as Kitano undid her belt and then opened kimono, revealing the shapely, curvy, healthy body underneath. Now, both of them bare chested, leaned in and kissed, embracing each other as Asa wrapped one long leg around his waist.

*

The bedroom was filled with sounds of grunting, heavy breathing, and flesh slapping against flesh. Their collective body heat filled the space, their athletic bodies glistening with sweat as Kitano gripped Asa’s hips tight, thrusting his cock into Asa’s pussy, slowly, gently. Asa’s hair fell around her shoulders, her tits swung back and forth with the motion, and she gripped the sheets, burying her face in the silk to muffle her cries of pleasure.

Kitano’s body shuddered and he released. Asa squealed and did the same and they both took a minute to catch their breath as Kitano pulled out and back. Asa turned around to face him and sat up. She then forced him onto his back, climbed down to the edge of the bed, and took his flaccid, dripping cock in her mouth and began licking it clean. Kitano sighed in pleasure and laid back, closing his eyes as the warmth of his lover’s mouth around his cock washed over him. Every muscle in his body relaxed, and a smile crossed Shigeru Kitano’s face as he took a deep breath.

*

Later, the two of them lay naked and entangled on top of the sheets, awash in ecstasy and comfortable silence. Asa’s head was on Kitano’s chest and he had his arm around her, one hand on her plump ass and the other behind his head.

“I wish this, right here, was our entire world…” Asa said.

Kitano only muttered in agreement and then sighed, sitting up. “It is a shame, then, that fate decided our paths cross the way they do.”

Asa looked at him with a saddened smile and nodded. She kissed him on the cheek before taking a moment to linger. She then got up and climbed out of the bed.

Kitano watched her dress, admiring the way she moved with such an effortless grace. He watched the taut muscles of her body, moving when she slipped her kimono back on and tied her hair back into a ponytail. Asa retrieved her blade and slid it up her sleeve. By the time she was dressed, Kitano was on his feet, still naked, and stretching his limbs.

They both paused when a phone rang. It was Kitano’s, on his nightstand. He looked at the name and then pressed to answer.

“Nobu. what’s wrong?”

“Boss,” Nobu’s voice came in over the speaker. “Apologies for the late call, but one of my boys just told me some Kiyota clan dogs have been seen on his turf. Too many for his crew to handle themselves.”

Kitano nodded while Asa listened quietly. “Gather Shinzo and few of the others.”

“Shinzo is with the devil woman. Damn fool turned his phone off. ”

Kitano shot a glance at Asa, who looked away, snickering. Kitano smirked at her and began gathering his clothes. “Send me the address. I’m on my way.”

The call ended and Kitano looked at Asa. “What has Naomi done to Shinzo?”

“He has some strange obsession with her,” Asa said. “He came to the bookstore yesterday asking where he could find her. I told him she may punch him for surprising her without warning but he seemed...I guess receptive of that outcome?”

Kitano slid his pants on. “On second thought, I don’t want to know.”

Asa moved toward the bedroom window. “This business of yours with Kiyota. No innocent people get hurt…”

“Of course,” Kitano said. “Lest we suffer the wrath of Delta’s defenders.”

Asa smiled at him. “Be careful.”

“Always.”

Asa then leapt out of the window.

Epilogue II

“So you beat the bitch with a chain?” Alexis Adelson, Naomi’s best friend, asked. She sat the bar of the sex club where she and Naomi both worked, wearing her skintight, leather dominatrix outfit that barely contained her shapely, caramel-colored curves.

“And this was after me and the kid thrashed those sumo wrestlers,” Naomi said from behind the bar.

“It seems like you’re getting into some shit every week,” Alexis said.

“I didn’t chose the hero life, babe. It chose me,” Naomi said. “Oh! Wanna go to a good restaurant in T-town? I eat there free!”

“What? How?”

“Me and the kid cleared out a bunch of assassins who were taking over the place.”

Alexis shrugged in disbelief. “All right…”

They then turned when someone approached them.

“What the…?” Naomi blinked and leaned over the bar. “Shinzo?!”

Shinzo bowed his head. “Miyazawa-san said you worked here...I was wondering…”

“What…?” Naomi asked.

“You said you would strangle me...and then you said you’d step on my balls. How much do you charge for those?”

Alexis laughed in surprise and then got up and left. “I’m gonna leave you to it, girl.”

Naomi looked at Shinzo. “...You’re serious about this?”

Shinzo grinned and nodded.

Naomi looked at him, then sighed. “All right.” She leapt over the bar. “There should be an open room. Let’s go.”

“Could you...perhaps, be a little more forceful?” Shinzo asked.

Naomi smirked and slapped him hard across the face. She hit him hard enough that he staggered, turned and fell to one knee.

He then grunted when Naomi stepped on his hand on the floor.

“Who the fuck said you could talk?”

Shinzo smiled and bit back the pain. Naomi grinded her foot into his hand.

“Shit...I should see if Lex will let me borrow her heels,” Naomi said. “Would you like that, maggot? That’s your name now.”

Shinzo grinned and nodded. “Very much!” He then groaned when she applied more pressure.

“I thought I said no talking?” Naomi said. She lifted her foot and Shinzo held his hand, looking at the mark on the back of it. Naomi put her foot to his chest and laid him on the floor. She put her foot against his crotch and applied just a small amount of pressure. Shinzo breathed deep and his cock stiffened.

His gaze went up Naomi’s muscular thighs, imagining what it would be like to be crushed by them. He then went the short gym shorts that wedged between pussy lips not covered in a pair of panties, and wondered what being smothered felt and tasted like. He stared at her as she put her hands on her shapely hips, and imagined those hands around his neck.

“Get your ass up,” Naomi ordered before stepping off of him.

Shinzo rose slowly, never taking his eyes off of her body. His heart pounded and his cock was rock hard. He looked up at Naomi, who at 6 feet tall, had a good 6 inches of height on him. She smirked at him, and then grabbed his stiff cock.

“Let’s go,” she said, pulling him along to a private room.

The submissive Yakuza goon groaned a thank you as he was led along, grunting when she squeezed him harder.

The End