Sex dungeon

A bucket of cold water wakes you up. You’re instinctive reaction is to try and jump back but you can’t move any of your limbs and just sort of wriggle in place for a moment. You glance around in a panic and see that you are in a large, brightly lit room. Naturally, your eyes stop on the two men in the room. Fat Yoshi and an older man in a white lab coat with fringe of white hair. You also note that you are suspended in the air. You crane your neck around and confirm and you are hogtied and dangling from a rope attached to ceiling. Oh, shit. You wriggle a few times just make sure that there is no getting out of it. Your arms and legs are already starting to ache.

“Welcome!” Yoshida says loudly. “To the fourth floor of my building." You shudder. You know that a lot of East Asian buildings didn’t have a fourth floor since the word for ‘four’ was a homonym of the word for ‘****.’ “This man here is Bunishichi.”

The older man gives a short bow and says, “You can call me Doctor B.”

Like that is going to happen. “Yoshida, you don’t know what you are doing. I’m not who you think I am.”

“You’re not an intelligence officer posing as a prostitute?” Yoshida asks with feigned curiosity.

“No...well, yes, but I’m not with the NPA. I’m with the CIA. I promise you that if you do this, the CIA will make apprehending you its number one priority. I didn’t get anything on you. Let me go and we can both pretend this didn’t happen. I gave you a pretty good fuck for your trouble, right?”

Yoshida sighs and walks up to you. Then he slaps you hard across the face. “How stupid do you think I am?” He pulls a ball gag out of his pocket and shoves it in your mouth before you can think of trying to resist. “I knew I should have done this before waking you up. Your shitty attempt and talking your way out of this is making my penis soft,” he says while tying the gag behind you neck. You didn’t even give me a chance to talk my way out of this! I thought evil bigwigs like this were supposed to engage in some witty repartee! “There,”</span> he says, stepping back. “Well, B, shall we get her ready?”

The old man nods and kneels down in front of a small box. He extracts two long, pink dildos out of it. Your eyes widen and you try to voice your protests through the ball-gag. You only manage to make a few random noises. Yoshida and Doctor B circle around you.

“These are self-lubricating right?” Yoshida asks while prying your legs apart. You try and resist but he is strong and you have no leverage. “I want to have some fun with her first.”

“Of course, of course,” Doctor B assures him. You feel the soft, cool tip of one of the dildos against your pussy and try to crawl forward. Obviously, you can’t. The dildo is slowly pushed all the way inside you. Your only consolation is that it was indeed well-lubricated. Because you weren’t. Then the thing that really worried you happens. The other dildo is pressed up against asshole. You try and relax your muscles since you know it won’t do any good to resist but you’re feeling very nervous. Slowly but surely, the dildo is pushed inside your ass and then further up into it than you can believe. You feel too full and very, very odd. Thanks to all the lube it didn’t really hurt but you can’t say you are feeling good either.

Yoshida walks back around you and reaches into the box. He comes out with two silver nipple clamps. He clips one to each of your nipples and you arch your back at the sensation. It hurts but also feels kind of good. Jesus, it’s like Yozora’s body was designed to be a fucktoy.

“Well,” Yoshida says, rubbing his hands together. “Let’s get started.”