Shaman King Fan Fiction ❯ The Lust For Tamao ❯ The Kidnappers ( Chapter 2 )

 

 

 

“Make sure she's comfortable then let her rest. We all need some sleep,” the man said and she could hear footsteps retreating. She heard lots of movement but no one came towards her. Finally though she felt hands on her feet and hands. The shackles on her arms and ankles were removed briefly. Just long enough for them to take out the dildo and put a different type of restraint on her hands and feet. She was helped to stand and then nothing she wasn't expecting happened.

 

“I will remove this if you don't scream. If you do we will all be forced to punish you. Besides it won't help you anyway; no one can hear you where we are.” A soft muted voice said as they took out the mouth gag. Tamao moved her sore jaws from side to side. She would have screamed anyway but her mouth was too dry. As if her thoughts were read she felt something pushed to her lips and she drank. Her mind focused on her basic needs didn't stop her to think about the fact that they could be drugging her, until of course it was too late. She gave a mental shrug. It was obvious that if they did want to drug her they would do it with or without her cooperation. Better that she not deprive herself of the much-needed liquid.

 

“Why are you… doing this to me?” Her question earned her a hard smack on her ass and a brisk command.

 

“Don't ask any questions, we will tell you when to talk, now walk forward.” She was pushed lightly and she stumbled forward. It seemed now that she wore restraints linked in the middle with a foot-wide chain. It was enough so she could walk, but she still shuffled as someone led her from the front.

 

She was sat on a toilet and was told that she had nine minutes to do her business. Tamao had already been shown that these people were serious and deprived, so she took her chance to go to the bathroom now. Who knew when they would let her again? She felt embarrassed when they had to wipe her like a baby. They, however, didn't seem to mind, as one wiped the front and the other the back. In fact, they seemed to like it too much. They both lingered in their task. One caressed her anus while the other played with her lips. Tamao tensed, thinking this would lead to another sexual assault. But she heard the same harsh voice tell them to stop… and they did. She was then taken to a tub and helped in, shackles and all. The water was hot, but not too hot and her body welcomed the warmth. The water was kiwi scented and she could feel the bubbles caressing her body.

 

“Wash her, but do not take all night. Master would like to see us,” the one Tamao was starting to think was in charge said. Well, at least in charge of these four; that “Master” was clearly the real leader. Three sets of hands washed her gently; even with the warning, they lingered over any spot they thought would arouse her. Once finished she was dried and her hair was pulled back into two pigtails. She was laid back to the bed and laid down. These shackles gave her more options on how to lie so she took advantage of it and tried to get comfortable. They had not given her any clothes or food, but at least she was not chained to the bed. She waited on them to put the gag back in and said a small pray when they didn't. A heavy blanket was throne across her and the leader said,

 

“You should rest; you can't get out, so if I were you I'd save my energy. And make no mistake that we will be back for you sooner rather than later. We need you.” They walked out and she was left alone. Her first thought was relief. It was quickly replaced with distress. Would anyone come for her? As she continued to think about it her predicament tears flowed from her eyes again, until she cried herself to sleep.

 

In a room upstairs in the house, the four walked into the study where the Master awaited.

 

“It is done, she is clean and resting,” Machi said.

 

“Good, now all of you sit, we need to get some things straight,” Hao said as he spun the chair around to face them. Silently the girls sat and the dark haired, handsome Hao stared at them. They had the decency to put some clothes on before coming to see him, though it didn't matter since they all wore see-through nightgowns and wraps.

 

Anbu, Kanna, and Mari became nervous as Hao looked at them intensely. Had they done something wrong? Only Machi didn't seem concerned with whether or not he would be happy. Now he spoke,

 

“So far so good tonight. But I want to remind you why all this is happening. It does only because I'm allowing it, never forget that. Tamao is mine and I choose to share her with you. I know we all love her and need her and want her, but make no mistake that she is mine. I am running this show.” Machi sneered at him but didn't say anything to him at the moment.

 

“Now remember there will be no activities without my say-so. Anyone caught trying to please herself with her will be punished. And I mean it. I'm fair so you will have a chance to love her fully. Let her get some sleep. Wake her at nine to see to her needs. Then at ten we will introduce ourselves and show her some more of our love.” They nodded and rose to leave. Machi was in a hurry to get out of the office before she would say something to him she shouldn't, so she was the first out the door. Anbu and Kanna followed, their thoughts on tomorrow when they would be able to touch her again. Mari got to the door then slowly turned around and sexily walked back to Hao. She flipped her long blond hair then gave him one of her winning bright smiles. Hao only frowned as she walked behind the desk and stood before him, massaging her breasts.

 

“Hao-sama, Mari knows it's hard on you, not touching her tonight. Mari wouldn't mind helping you… with that tonight, just so you would feel better,” she said, while slowly running one hand down to her crotch and squeezing. Hao reached up and tweaked both nipples hard, causing her head to fall back. That was what he wanted. He swiftly pulled her by both arms and locked her head and shoulders under one of his arms, laying her across his lap. With the other hand he yanked up the orange robe and gown and tore the thong panty from her body, exposing her creamy bottom. Without hesitating he began smacking her hard on the ass, her cries and struggles starting immediately.

 

“Don't you ever…” Smack! “Ever…” Smack! “Offer yourself…” Smack! “To me again. I have told you…” Smack! “That I'm only for Tamao…” Smack! “I don't want…” Smack! “Any of you. If I decide…” Smack! “To take you then…” Smack! “It will be an honor.” He hit her harder with every word. “And don't you ever try to take her place again. You are not Tamao and you never will be.” He was incensed at her trying to fill the void left by Tamao; no one could do that. No one! In a rage, he paused long enough to reach on his desk for the first acceptable object. His hand came back with a six-inch marble statue of the goddess Selene that he had bought because it reminded him of Tamao.

 

“Fine, you want to be like Tamao, take this!” He rammed the statue head first into her open privates. Mari cried out in pain and struggled more fiercely, but that only excited him. And so for the next four minutes he slammed the statue into her as hard as he could, causing her to write on his lap in pain; he didn't care though. This would teach her that no one took Tamao's place. When his anger was finally spent he let the statue drop to the floor covered in her juices and some blood. All four of them were virgins so the statue had been her first lover. He did not let her go though and began spanking her again like a naughty child who had not learned her lesson. When he did stop, he roughly pushed her to the floor, where she landed on her hands and knees. He bent down, still sitting in his chair, and jerked her head up by the hair as she breathed hard and tears wet the carpet.

 

“Now don't let that ever happen again. Go to your room and clean yourself up. Try not to be a disgrace again. You're supposed to protect Tamao and instead you try to fuck her man.” He gave her head a push as he released her. “Now get out of my sight.” She started to stand shakily, but he pushed her back to the floor. “Crawl out of the office like the ungrateful dog you are.” Mari sobbed but painfully started to crawl for the open door. Hao had already forgotten about her and turned his chair to face the wall. He was thinking of Tamao and what was to come tomorrow.

 

 

 

I bet now you're all thinking about how harsh and crazy I am. It'll get worse later on.