My name is Emika. I’m half Japanese and half Chinese, and I grew up in Japan. My mother was a very traditional Japanese wife, meaning her duty was to her husband and family. She obeyed my father’s every command. Only after my Chinese father passed away would I learn exactly what that role entailed.
I loved my parents. My father was a gentle, loving father to my younger sister and me. He owned a large manufacturing plant, and we girls wanted for nothing, being considered wealthy by our peers. In my eyes, our family was a typical, loving, and loyal household. After my father passed away when I was seventeen, I went to live in Tokyo to attend college.
My mother continued to attend my father’s office, I assumed to run the business, but it was only when my mother fell ill that I learnt the truth about my parent’s relationship and, in particular, my mother’s role as my father’s wife.
I had just turned twenty-one and finished my business management degree when my mother became ill, and she asked me to return home to take over her role in the family business.
Arriving home in Hanshin would change my life. Mother had early stages of breast cancer and could no longer attend to the company business. As the eldest daughter, it was my job to take over the family business. Only my role in the business would be very different than I imagined.
“Emika, my beautiful daughter, it is time for you to learn your role in the family business. I have asked Mr Tommiko, the company CEO here today, to show you what your role will be in the company,” My mother said to me as she introduced me to Mr Tommiko.
I had met Mr Tommiko before when my father was still alive when I had gone to the factory with him on a rare occasion. But I was intrigued why Mother was dressed in her business attire at home to introduce me to Mr Tommiko.
Mr Tommiko snapped an order in Japanese to my mother, and she immediately jumped to attention before walking over to him falling to her knees in front of him. She then reached up and unzipped his pants and fished out his soft brown uncut cock. Holding it, she kissed the end before sliding her fingers along the soft shaft. With his foreskin rolled back, she took the pink bulbous head between her lips.
“Mother, what are you doing? Stop that immediately! You are the company owner. You’re not a whore!” I screamed at my mother.
Grabbing mother by the arm, I tried to pull her away only to be struck across the face by the back of Mr Tommiko’s hand. Sending me backwards, landing on the floor on my butt. A tear ran down my face, but I noticed that mother never even looked at me and continued to slide the pig’s cock in and out of her mouth.
“Mother, please, what are you doing? Stop, please, I beg you, just stop,” I screamed as tears flowed down my cheeks.
“Your mother is doing what she needs to do to continue your family’s business. Your mother is the company whore, and very soon, that will be your role if you want to continue living the luxurious life you and your sister currently enjoy,” Mr Tommiko said.
“I will never do that. I will never suck your dick, you filthy pig. Let my mother go now, or I will call the police.” I screamed back at him.
Mr Tommiko Laughed out loud before looking at me with a furious face.
“You stupid naive girl, your mother does what she is told and does it with pride. How do you think you were able to go to the best college in Tokyo? The same college your sister Koharu is attending right now. Your mother will very soon require costly medical treatment for her cancer if you want the best doctors to ensure she gets the best treatment,” he yelled back at me.
My face fell into my hands, and I burst into tears as I realised he was right mother needed medical treatment, and she needed the best doctors available.
“But we own the company I said through the tears. The company pays for our life, not you. Mother is your boss; how can you treat her this way, like a common whore,” I said.
“Your mother owns nothing! Your father was a great designer but was useless at business and ran the company to the brink of collapse. Myself and seven other businessmen saw the potential of the product your father designed, and together we bought the business. Back then, your mother was young and very beautiful, and as part of the sale, we made a deal with your father. We would continue to look after your father’s family as long as your mother looked after us board members.”
With his cock now hard, Mr Tommiko pulled mother to her feet before turning her around and bending her over the dining table. Mother grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it over her shapely arse. Mr Tommiko’s thick cock waved around fully erect in front of him. He took hold of mothers pantyhose and ripped at the crutch tearing them open before mother reached back and pulled her white satin panties to the side, exposing her hairy pussy.
“Please, I beg you, Mr Tommiko, don’t do this to my mother. She is sick. She has cancer. Show mercy, please. Fucking her may hurt her. I understand now. I know the truth, but please don’t do this to mother anymore,” I pleaded.
“Are you willing to take your mother’s place as the company whore? If not, she will continue to serve the other board members and me until her death, in which time your sister will replace her.”
I couldn’t believe this was happening to my family, to my poor sick mother. I had to find a way to stop this. I had to do something to stop him from hurting Mother anymore or from touching my baby sister Koharu.
“Mr Tommiko, I will take my mother’s place, but first, I would like to speak to my mother in private after you can have me.”
In reality, I was stalling for time to maybe come up with a plan or something. My mind was racing; I didn’t know what to do, but I had to do something.
“Alright, Emika, I will give you fifteen minutes to speak with your mother. After that, you will take your place in the company as the board of directors whore. If you refuse, we will cut off all funding to this family, and we will take the family home, which belongs to us; seems your stupid father put it in the company name,” Mr Tommiko said before pushing his hard cock back into his pants and leaving the room.
I rushed to my mother, who was now on her knees crying. I hugged her tight.
“Oh, mother, I’m so sorry they have been raping your all this time, and I had no idea why didn’t you tell me what was going on?”
Mother looked up at me, her face flushed. Tears stained her rosy cheeks. She took my face in her hands and stared into my eyes.
“Emika, my precious daughter, they have not been raping me. I had willing given myself to the directors, as a wife and mother, I did my duty at first to save your father’s position at the company and then to feed, clothe and house my daughters after your father took his own life.”
“What? Father killed himself? No, he died in an accident at the factory. He didn’t kill himself,” I said, pulling away from mother’s hands.
If my head was spinning before, it was going into meltdown mode now, having just been told my father killed himself. Had my entire life been a giant lie?
“No, mother, you are wrong. Father would never kill himself. Why would you say that?”
“Emika, your father’s shame of losing his business and having to let his wife perform lewd sexual acts with multiple men was eventually too much for him, and he hung himself one night in the factory. The directors said it was an industrial accident as to not bring shame to our family. You see, the directors have been very kind to us all. And after a while, I began to enjoy my position at the company. Emika, I have a very high sex drive, and it brings me great pleasure to serve the directors with my body,” mother said, making it sound like a privilege to be their whore.
“Mother, what are you saying you enjoy many men fucking you whenever they feel like it? Please tell me this is not true. How did father allow you to do this act of sin?”
“Your father left himself little choice by making bad business decisions. And being Chinese, he never understood the Japanese culture of honour. As I’m Japanese, it is my duty to honour our family and do whatever is necessary to provide for my daughters. I knew your father’s life insurance would not last long. so I willing continued my duties pleasuring men who also gave me great pleasure as I’m sure it will for you also.”
I couldn’t accept what my mother had told me. She actually got pleasure from being fucked by many men at the same time. That thought and image of my mother being fucked in every hole by multiple middle-aged men made me feel …made me feel. No, that’s not right. Why would that make my pussy tingle?
This can’t be happening hearing of my mother enjoying sexual encounters with many men was making me feel aroused. Surely I’m going mad. I could never enjoy such things. While I’m not a virgin, I can’t imagine many men’s hands and tongues sliding all over my body, touching and licking my private areas. Did mother really enjoy such things?
“Mother, there has to be another way. I have a degree now I can get a job and pay for your medical expenses,” I said, confused that my pussy was profusely leaking juices into my panties.
“And where would we live? And what about Koharu and her education? You would only be a junior starting out. Your pay would never cover such costs. No, Emika, this is the only way. You must work at the company at least until your sister has finished school, please, Emika. I can’t begin to describe how wonderful it is to be desired and pleasured by many men on a daily basis. Each man is unique in the way they make love to you. Personally, I love to be taken by force. I loved being bound and forced to do lewd things. I love having a large fat cock forced down my throat while another one slammed relentlessly into my cunt or arse,” mother told me, her eyes glazed over with lust as she relayed the sordid details of her job at the company.
“Mother, I can’t believe you enjoyed such things. Did father not satisfy you in the bedroom that you would lust and desire such things?”
“Your father was a wonderful father and husband, but he could never satisfy me in the bedroom. I never experienced the pleasure of orgasm until I took up my role in the company. Mr Tommiko was the first man ever to give me that pleasure.”
“Mother, I don’t know what to say? I’m so confused right now hearing you speak like this plus. It is making me feel conflicted.”
‘Conflicted how darling? Tell me, what are you feeling?” Mother asked, taking my hand.
“I’m ashamed, mother hearing you talk like this has aroused me. My pussy is tingling, and my panties are very wet,” I said, embarrassed by how my body had betrayed me.
“If you are aroused talking to me about the role at the company, then you are ready to presume the position and take over from me. You are a beautiful young woman. I’m sure you will love the job as company whore as much as your old mother did.”
“Oh, mother, you aren’t old. You are only forty-four. You are young much too young to have breast cancer. I will do it, mother. I will take the job and get you the best medical help anywhere in the world. I don’t want to lose you, mother. I love you so much.”
That was eight years ago. I became the company whore, and my mother was right. I loved every minute of servicing the board of directors and selected clients sexually. I have done things most housewives only fantasise about, and I did it with pride, but mostly I did them because I was told to. I learnt very quickly that, like my mother, I was a submissive whore, and I gained pleasure from being forced to do things that both humiliated me and brought me pain.
I cum now from having my nipples tortured or my clit and cunt canned. I did much training under Mr Tommiko, that even though I have never given birth, my breasts are full of milk. I love it when my nipples are stretched and pulled, causing me to spray my precious milk everywhere. Some of the other things I was forced to do that I still enjoy are spanking, roping, caning, and anything bondage and humiliation related.
Most women would cringe if they knew what I had been subjected to during my eight years as a company whore. But that is all behind me now. Two years ago, my little sister married an American man and moved to New York. A year ago, my mother also moved to the US. She now lives with Koharu and her husband, Michael.
So for the last year, I have stayed at the company not because I needed to but because I couldn’t give up the pleasure it provided me. That all changed a month ago when I was introduced to Koharu’s husband’s best friend Jackson visiting my sister and mother while I was on holiday.
Jackson is African American and also a lawyer. He is a wonderful man. He has the biggest penis I have ever seen or had inside of me. It’s true very few women orgasm from penetration alone, but the first time Jackson made love to me, I was cumming almost instantly and constantly.
Yesterday I returned to Japan and back to my life as company whore, but somehow it felt different. I shuddered when one of the men touched me. I felt repulsed by it. I didn’t understand what had happened. I had always enjoyed it so much. After lunch, Mr Tommiko asked me to his office where three of our best clients were waiting.
Mr Tommiko ordered me to undress and to lay on his desk. I did as I was told. He produced a massage wand and began to run it all over my cunt before holding it against my clit at full speed until I climaxed, spraying my cunt juices across the room. I continued to squirt and shake for what felt like ages.
Having strangers see me cum like that is very humiliating for me, and Mr Tommiko knew that. Then he ordered me to suck each of the client’s cocks until they cum in my mouth, and I swallowed every drop. The rest of the afternoon, I was subject to having each of my holes fucked repeatedly by the four elderly men until they could no longer get hard.
The next day I disobeyed Mr Tommiko for the first time in eight years. I did not go to the office. Instead, I caught the fast train to Tokyo. Once in Tokyo, I went straight to the American Embassy and applied for my US visa. The five-year visa would take a month to come. And in that time, I serviced countless men, and each one made me feel sadder and sadder on the inside, as if my soul had died. I needed to leave this life now.
I had never known love, but when I spoke to Jackson every night via Skype, my life felt much better, and I knew I had very strong feelings for him. He was the only thing that kept my spirits up while I was waiting for my visa. The day after receiving my US visa, I went to work and told Mr Tommiko that I was leaving. Our family was finally free from the bonds that tied us to Mr Tommiko and the company.
Upon telling Mr Tommiko, I was leaving, he became furious and grabbed at me, tearing my blouse from my body. He then ripped my skirt away from me. Leaving me standing in his office naked except for my stockings. I was forbidden to wear undergarments during work as I needed easy access for those who wanted to use me.
I knew I would be punished for my disobedience, and I was prepared for my punishment. Well, at least I thought I was. That was until Mr Tommiko produced a collar and leash. Placing the collar around my neck, he clipped on the leash and led me naked first through the office. He paraded me past every man and woman that worked in the office. He then led me out to the factory floor.
Mr Tommiko let every worker touch and fondle me as he paraded me through the industrial machines. Once I was paraded past every employee and repeatedly fondled, he led me to the staff canteen where he had the janitors place a rope over a pipe running along with the ceiling where I was tied with my hand above my head.
During the course of the day, every employee was invited to molest me in any way they wished. Thankfully most of the employees were honourable. They had chosen not to take up the offer, but at least fifteen of the younger men fucked me in my cunt and arse before cumming in me or on my body. At the end of the day, I was untied. My body was bruised and red from welts where many of the men had used my leather leash to whip my arse and breasts before fucking me.
I walked to my car in tears, naked through the factory and out into the car park. Getting in my car, I drove home naked, ashamed, humiliated. But also confused, my body had enjoyed the punishment, and I had multiple orgasms throughout the day. But mostly, I was happy because I was free and would never have to endure anything like that again.
Once home, I took a long bath and packed what I could into my suitcases. My flights were already booked. I was ready to start my new life in America with Jackson.
To be continued.
