Helping hand

[Nagabob]

I've been reading a lot on here and have been inspired to write a bit more.

My previous post I explained about my LTR relationship and generically how that worked out. There's an event that happened early on in that relationship that probably helped nudge the dynamic into the Master/slave it became.

However before that I probably need to give some personal background. I'm a pervert, always have been. I'm smart enough to know to keep my life compartmentalized and experienced enough to know there are enough people like me out there I don't need to fuck with vanilla people. You just need to go to the right places and ask politely.

I've been lucky though. As soon as I could I started going to porno theaters. I met a man there who promised me a threesome with his wife at his house and he actually came through. So at a young age I was initiated into kinky sexual relationships. I met other couples at the theater also. Couples that were fine to play in the theater. Fucking MILFs in front of all the other patrons made me confident. My success made me bold. I would strip naked and wait near where the couples liked to sit and move in quickly, not even really asking for consent or even what they were looking for. There were those that got up and left, but they were few. I just went with the flow. However far they seemed to be willing to go that's where we took it. I even brought my own GF to the theater once we had opened up a bit and were honest about our kinks. Our first time there I encouraged another guy to touch her while she blew me, but she freaked out and we left right away. I cajoled her into going again and even though she was kind of against it I talked her into fucking two other guys as well as me. The four of us left a puddle on the floor under her seat but most of it was her. Even still we eventually drifted apart because she wasn't sure she could "keep up with me". 

I also frequented the sex shops, not because I was looking to buy anything but because I found some success at meeting women there. While not frequent, with the right timing I could find a horny woman or couple to hook up with. I even became friendly with one store's female clerk and she gladly gave me a hand/mouth if the store was empty. There though I struck out a lot more than I got lucky. Considering my approach was often "handsy" or "flashy" I'm lucky that's all that happened. I was young and dumb. And not yet experienced enough to know proper boundaries. 

So what does this have to do with Miki, my slave? Well as I said I lived in Japan and  Japan is kind of infamous for having molesters. It was such a problem they made special cars for women only on the busiest trains in the world. The irony there was that it wasn't just men doing it. I personally was felt up twice by women. Point is, the country has a lot of perverts. 😂 

Anyway, early on in our relationship, after we had started swinging but before the more fet stuff started happening, on the way home from work one night Miki was assaulted. She had worked a late shift and while she was walking back to our apartment some little guy on a bicycle rode past her slowly and grabbed her breast. She came home crying and sobbing and when I finally got the answer to what had happened I asked where he'd done it, grabbed the aluminum bar from my dumbbell set and ran to where she said it happened.

Of course the guy was long gone and I felt stupid and out of breath standing there looking around. I went back home and consoled her some more and then got the details of what had happened. I said she should go to the police and report it, she didn't want to but I insisted. She said they wouldn't do anything but she went to the local police box anyway. And she was right. They wouldn't do anything because there was nothing to indicate a crime, but they would keep their eyes peeled... 🙄

All while this is coming about I was thinking to myself how I use to be. And I was conflicted, of course I wanted to protect my girlfriend but I was also getting a little turned on by the idea of her succumbing to some stranger. I asked her what the guy looked like and she gave the description again of a small guy, youngish, kind of nerdy. Then I started to make fun of him, just to kind of cheer her up. Telling her that was the most courage he could probably muster to interact with a girl, just enough to touch her boobies and then run away. That he was probably afraid of her! I asked her what would have happened if she stood there and smiled and then opened her shirt. He probably would have fled crying. I told her sexiness was too overpowering for such a little man and held her tight for a long while. When her body seemed to relax a little I gave her a long deep kiss and then made love to her for a good while.

Cut to a few weeks down the road. Because of the incident I had been thinking of the times I got lucky at the sex shops and thought how awesome it would be to relive that a bit. I knew I had to be delicate about approaching the topic so I brought up during sex how I "kind of used to" do something similar to what that guy did, but at sex shops. I told her of the older couple I met where the wife's braless nipples were poking out clearly visible through her shirt and after me staring for a bit they grinned at me so I got ballsy and reached out to cup one in my hand. And after feeling her up a bit that they drove me to a secluded spot in an alleyway and let me have my way with the wife while hubby watched. I told her of the Native American woman who had come in to buy a dildo and left with a real cock to take home. I told her I wished I had found her in one of those shops and picked her up. Felt her up in the store and then headed to my car to fuck.

And so the idea was out there. And that night a few weeks down the road... it was late and we were horny and we were "going for a drive". I had already scouted a good shop to go to. When we pulled up she was visibly nervous, asking what we were doing. I told her my idea and after some making out in the car she agreed to give it a shot. We got her bra and panties off and went into the store. We walked around a bit hand in hand, looking here and there. Looked at adult toys and pornos. I teased her and said I could see her nipples through her t shirt. Now there were three other guys in the store, besides the clerk. I told her I was going to walk away and come back to her later, pretending not to know her and then feel her up. She asked "what about the other guys?" I told her not to worry about it. That they probably wouldn't bother her because they saw us come in together. And I leaned in real close and said "to be honest, if they touched you I would be super turned on. I know it's not something you're used to but you're in control here. You can walk away. If you look like you're in trouble, I'll be here."

The thing is, I was counting on them touching her. As I walked past one of the guys I made eye contact and nodded. I went past him and turned around pretending to look at some pornos but really looking past him at Miki. He glanced at her and then looked in my direction. I nodded with a little smile and then turned away and went to another aisle. I passed another guy and nodded again. He was too caught up in a big collection of pornos he was sorting through. A collector I guess. Did the same with the third and wandered to the far corner of the shop. And then after a few minutes went back to the aisle where I had left Miki. She hadn't really moved but sure enough the first guy had closed in on her and was standing very close. I watched for a minute but not too much was happening so I went to the next aisle and saw the third guy was at the end. Where he stood he was able to see her partially through the racks. I closed in on where he was and saw the same thing. Miki pretending to look at pornos while the first guy had come to stand right next to her. I stood there with a raging hard on in my pants, trying to will something to happen. And finally he reached out to touch her. At first Miki didn't react, then she seemed to get flustered and moved a step away from him. After a moment of hesitation he stepped closer and stood there again, seeming to be mustering the courage to do something. And after looking around he reached out to cup her breast. This time she didn't flee. Also at this point the third guy started making his way around the corner to see Miki still pretending to look at porn while the other guy squeezed her tit. He moved in to flank her. Looking around he was bolder in that he had whipped his cock out, took her hand and placed it on his member. The first guy probably encouraged now moved from her breast and put his hand down her sweat pants to her bald pussy. I had come around the corner and stood a few feet away watching. She looked at me with a look of mild concern in her eyes but also a little droopy eyed from the pleasure. When the guy fingering her lifted up her shirt to suck on her nipple I moved to walk past. I slowed as I walked behind the three of them and cupped my girlfriend's ass. The other guy had joined in sucking on a nipple and then I put my hand down her pants from behind. I felt the slickness of her pussy lips as felt around and then I felt the other guys finger moving around, clearly deep inside her. I sucked on her ear, which she loved, and said to her loudly enough for the men to hear "let's go to the car". 

They politely stopped their attentions on her and I took her by the hand to the parking lot leaving then behind. We got in the back seat and she was visibly turned on, cheeks flushed and clothes disheveled. I pulled my cock out and she leaned right over to suck on it. A few minutes later, the first guy wandered out of the shop and saw our car. He was trying to look casual about heading over to it but obviously had a little urgency in his step. He got to the window and saw the back of her head bobbing up and down in my lap. I smiled and nodded at him to go over to the other side and leaned over to pull her sweatpants down. Feeling her wet crease while doing so. The other guy got in and after a very brief pleasantry got to feeling up her ass and then quickly got back to fingering her. Miki squirmed around very aroused at this point, sat up between us to pull her sweatpants all the way off and then pulled her shirt over head. She spread her legs wide and the spread her lips open with two finger with one hand and quickly stroked at her clit with the other. I leaned in to kiss her and then moved down to suck on her nipple. Our "other stick" bent down to lap at her pussy like a licking dog. With her hands free she reached out for both our cocks struggling to get his out of his pants. The two of us used our mouths and hands to keep her pussy flowing. Her head thrown back she radiated heat as her pussy lips and nipples were very engorged. 

I paused long enough to pull my pants down to my knees and pulled her onto my lap. She reached between her legs to guide my cock into her. My balls were quickly covered with her pussy juice. The other stick struggled to get in there and suck on a titty as Miki was bent over, head bouncing off the headliner. That position a bit of a failure I twisted over so my ass was against the car door and Miki could kind of lay down across the bench. She took the other stick in her mouth and sucked away as I gyrated my hips as best I could. Finally close, I pushed her head down into his lap and vibrated my pelvis like a rabbit in that tight confined spot to finally shoot my load in her cunt. 

I looked at other stick and kind of gestured to if he wanted to switch places. He declined and Miki finished him off with her mouth and hand. She popped the car door open leaned past him and spit the jizz from her mouth onto the ground. She still had a lot of training to go through at that point and hadn't learned to keep it unless told otherwise.

Other stick thanked us for the good time and walked back to his car as we pulled our clothes on and then moved to the front seat. After that I still occasionally would bring up the molester bicyclist during sex and asked what she would do if he felt her up again. She said she would flash him her tits and ask him to suck her nipple. We would giggle and say he would probably flee. Me: But what if he didn't? Her: I'd put his hand down my pants to finger me. Me: And then what? Her: I'd get down on my knees to suck his cock. Me: What if he got very horny and wanted to fuck you? Her: I'd bend over for him. Me: He probably wouldn't stop and would shoot his load deep inside you. Her: Yeah I want to be filled up with his pervert cum. I'd come home and fuck you so I could have a double load of pervert cum in me...

Now I know she was saying it just to play into our sex. But if I were a betting man, at that point I don't think she would have guessed her words were going to become more reality than she imagined. Or that she was going to become the kind of woman that would welcome it.

Would this have happened in a country where women generally don't expect to get molested? Maybe not, but Miki certainly bounced back strong enough to become my little cum dump. And she learned that she actually enjoyed that feeling of being attacked and ***d, once she had gotten past the initial shock.