Daisuke Yamamoto: A Business Man

You have been bought by Daisuke Yamamoto, a Japanese native who bought you for his 'business'. He's a tall man, towering over you even while sitting, and intimidation practically oozes off of him. He doesn't tell you exactly what he wants you for, but it isn't too hard to guess. It has to be something sex-related, as all the selling points mentioned at the auction had to do with your body and fertility.

He informs you that you are in Japan and you know that you have little chance of escape. The country's population had taken a huge nosedive, having lost all their women and then having many men die as an outbreak of another disease swept through the island. Any man would want to make sure you stayed as long as possible. And it's not like you can tell anyone you've been kidnapped, you don't speak Japanese and you doubt anyone would care.

The driver of the car pulls up in front of a large apartment complex surrounded by tall brick walls lined with barbed wire. You can tell that there will be no escaping from this place, spotting what appears to be snipers in high towers. The place reminds you of the prisons you had seen on the documentaries you watched with your father.

Mr. Yamamoto leads you inside the complex and to an apartment building not too far from the front gate. You follow, shivering as you can feel the guards hungry gaze upon you.

"No worry about them." Daisuke says, voice sharp and commanding, "You not for them. You for paying customers, unless you disobey."

You nod, not feeling like you could speak even if he commanded you to do so. He leads you up three flights of stairs and into a small studio apartment. It's sparsly furnished, a bed against one wall with a couch and an old television in front of it. Further back is the kitchen and a small dining table with four chairs around it, along with a door you assume leads you to a bathroom. It's simple, but at least you have a roof over your head.

Again, your attention is grabbed by Mr. Yamamoto as he explains what you are for. You are a breeding bitch, though he doesn't put it into such crude words. Your purpose is to have sex with whoever comes in here with a red wristband. You are to give into all their desires until they leave or one of the guards forces them to do so. In six weeks, you will start to take weekly pregnancy tests until you successfully conceive. After that, you will be left along until you give birth, at which time your child will be left with others to watch during your working hours. After your shifts, your child will be returned to your care. If you behave and do as you are told, you will be reward with things such as extra supplies and days off. If you rebel, you will be given to the guards to do as they see fit until they deem your punishment over. Once a week, a guard will come to restock your kitchen and your bathroom with the necessary items. You will not be allowed to see anyone but Mr. Yamamoto, the guards, and your clients until you prove that you will obey, at which time you may gain some free time to interact with other breeders.

With that, Mr. Yamamoto leaves you alone in your apartment, letting your new reality sink in before putting you to work.