Ganged in New York: 3-Book Bundle: Outnumbered Lady-Cop, Ganged by Yakuza, & Burgled!

by Malicia Paine

  The leader actually looked offended by the suggestion.

  "Rape you? Lady, we're Yakuza. We have a code. We don't rape women. And like I said, we've no intention of harming you. Any more than we have to, anyway."

  That was what I was afraid of.

  They're saving whatever anger I just stirred in them and they're going to take it out on Sora. How do I warn Sora?

  There was a part of me that knew I should be angry at him for…whatever it is he did to piss these men off. But I was just so afraid for him right now it was all I could think about, so I just cried.

  "Please just…stop crying. We're not here to hurt you. We just want what we're owed. Look…perhaps we got off on the wrong foot. Let's start over. Allow me to introduce myself. You may call me Tengu. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

  I had not, in fact, heard of him, though I am familiar with the legend of the Tengu—winged doglike demons with big noses who range from being mischievous to evil. I wondered why anyone would choose this name for their son. But then I gathered it probably wasn't his given name, but a name he chose for himself, presumably to strike fear into people.

  I didn't answer.

  He shrugged.

  "These are my associates, Kaito and Touma. Tell me. What's your name?"

  "Suzy," I said.

  The one named Kaito laughed.

  "Your name is Suzy Suzuki?" he laughed.

  His boss shot him a look, which effectively shut him up.

  "Suzy Perkins, actually. I…I never took his last name."

  "Why not?" asked the boss.

  "I…I don't know, he…Sora…he said he liked my name. Like that I was different. Liked who I was. I wasn't sure if I should change it, and asked him what he wanted. And he told me not to change it…not to change anything about myself, and that he l…he likes me just…just the way I…"

  I trailed off into tears.

  "You love your husband, Miss Perkins?"

  "Yes," I said. "More than anything. He's…he's good. He's the only really good thing in my life."

  The ringleader sneered.

  "You don't really know him that well, do you?"

  The truth was I was beginning to wonder.

  "What did he do?" I asked.

  "He made off with a shipment awhile ago. It took our kumicho a long time to track him down."

  "A shipment of what?"

  He gave me an evaluatory look.

  "You really don't know?"

  "No," I shouted. "Do I look like I'm privy to anything? I don't…I don't even see how it's possible he'd be involved with yakuza stuff."

  "Believe me, it's possible. It's not just possible; it's what happened. And now…here we are."

  "No. it's not possible. My husband isn't that kind of man."

  "Let me tell you what kind of man Sora Suzuki is. He likes gambling. He likes whores. He doesn't care about anybody but himself. And when he made off with our shipment, he shot one of our brothers in the back. He's in a wheelchair now."

  None of it made any sense. It was just so unlike anything my husband would do. My husband fixed people, he didn't break them!

  "No," I exclaimed. "My husband is good. He's a doctor and he helps people all the time. Even when he's not being paid. He's the kindest and most generous man I know."

  "It's all for show. You'll see. When he walks through that door, you'll see what sort of man he really is. Or maybe he already knows we're here, and he's content to just abandon you with us. Because above all, Sora is a coward. Just like him to hide behind a waif of a woman. So I'll ask you again, Miss Perkins. Where is your husband? Where is Sora Suzuki?"

  "He's at the hospital emergency ward treating people," I said. "And he's surrounded by cops, so good luck getting to him!"

  "We're not going to go get him. We're going to wait right here for him. Just the four of us."

  "I'll shout for him to run when he gets here."

  "We'll just have to gag you then."

  Shit! Why did I have to open my big mouth!

  "Please don't hurt my husband," I sobbed. "He's the only good thing that ever happened to me. My life was shit before I met him. He's so good to me—to everybody, and whatever he did—whatever you think he did, I know him. And I'll do anything for him. Anything! You hear me?"

  Tengu exchanged a look with his two men. Then he looked back to me.

  "And what could you possibly offer us?"

  "I'll let you fuck me," I said.

  "I thought you said you were afraid of us 'raping' you."

  "I know. But…I'll do it…for him."

  "For him? For your husband. You seek to fuck your way to your husband's redemption?"

  "Yes," I said defiantly. "If that's what it takes. I'll suck your cock if you prefer. I'm…I'm really good at it. Like I said, I used to…I used to be a worthless, dirty whore. And I can be one again if that's what it takes."

  This proclamation seemed to amuse his henchmen, and they noticeably adjusted their crotches at the mention of my past promiscuous inclinations.

  But Tengu himself looked unmoved.

  "Sounds to me like maybe this is something you want to do rather than what we want. And that doesn't help us recover our lost shipment."

  "Maybe not, but I'll be your whore, if that's what it takes. You could even take me away from here. Just kidnap me and ransom me for the lost shipment."

  "What makes you so sure he won't just skip town and leave us with a…how did you say it? A worthless, dirty whore?"

  "He won't. He'll do whatever it takes to get me back because he loves me. He's the only man who's ever treated me like more than a whore."

  "We don't ransom women," said Tengu.

  "Fine," I said. "But if I can satisfy the three of you, would you promise not to hurt him? If he got you your shipment back? So help me, I'll be your whore every day until he can pay you pay. And I know he can and will pay you back."

  Tengu looked me over, and then looked at his two henchmen, who both look like they were just about ready to jump me.

  "What do you boys think?" he said.

  "Would make my balls feel a lot better to empty them into this little whore," said the smaller man.

  "I've never had a blonde before. Now I kind of want to," said the big one.

  Tengu looked back at me, then pulled something out of his pocket.

  With a flick of his wrist, he produced a blade. It was a switch-blade!

  He stood and came towards me with it.

  Oh god, what is he about to do?

  "No, Tengu, please don't…"

  "Relax, Miss Perkins," he said.

  But it's hard to relax when you're hogtied and a tattooed Asian is hovering above you with a switchblade.

  I shut my eyes and braced for the worst. Then I heard cutting, and felt him tearing at the material of my shorts and my sports bra.

  He cut them off and dropped the tatters to the floor.

  Now, much to my shame, I was naked, save the shoes and zip-ties.

  Then he put the blade away, and propped me up to my knees.

  "Wow," he said. "Very nice. I wasn't expecting pierced nipples."

  "I got them for my husband," I said.

  "They look cute," he said. "Especially on such…perky breasts, Miss Perkins."

  Kaito chuckled at the double-entendre.

  "So listen. You've kicked every single one of us in the balls."

  "I know. I'm sorry, I—"

  He put out a hand to shut me up.

  "So I tell you what we'll do. We're going to gag you, and beat you. Then we're all going to fuck you. If you can make all three of us come, we'll call it even. And we'll consider letting your worthless husband keep his ten digits. Sound fair?"

  "Yes," I said.

  I noticed something too. Tengu became noticeably more aroused while saying this, as did his men. My pierced nipples seemed to excite him, like he could tell I had a submissive side that wanted to serve him. But weirdest of all, I was getting super wet at the though
t of being dominated by these men, even though I should be scared.

  No, I was scared. But somehow I was also excited!

  "Just please don't break any of my bones."

  "Break any of your bones? What kind of savages do you think we are? Oh wait…don't answer that. We're Yakuza."

  "There's a ball-gag and paddles in the bedroom," I said.

  "Kaito," said Tengu.

  "I'm on it," said Kaito.

  Kaito went to back to my bedroom.

  Meanwhile, Tengu unbuckled his pants, and pulled out his cock.

  I could see why Tengu had decided to name himself after a monster. His cock was monstrously big! It must have been close to nine inches long! And it was fully erect.

  He stoked it casually and his expression grew darker.

  "Come here, Miss Perkins."

  With my hands trapped behind my back, and connected to my feet, this didn't exactly seem easy.

  "How?" I said.

  He shrugged.

  "Carefully. Walk on your knees. Quickly as you can. Don't make me wait."

  Carefully, I did as I was told. I made my way over to Tengu, while he stroked his cock.

  Half way to him, I heard Touma give an almost retarded-sounding chuckle.

  I looked over to see Touma bringing his cock out. Weirdly, the hulking man's erect cock wasn't quite as big as Tengu's, but it was still plenty big. Probably still about seven inches long.

  These guys are going to hurt, I thought to myself. So why the hell does that make me so wet?

  "Hurry up," urged Tengu.

  I resumed walking toward him on my knees until my face was directly in front of his massive cock.

  Then he whipped me in the face with his cock.

  "Argh," I said, feeling the sting of it. His cock was so big it was like being slapped.

  "You like that?"

  "Yes," I said.

  "Really?"

  "Yes," I said, feeling ashamed.

  But there was something so hot about him using his cock as a weapon like that. Something really humiliating about it too.

  "Well…" he began. "Do you want to show me what you can do?"

  "Okay," I said.

  I licked his cock at first, wanting to tease him a little.

  Tengu put a hand behind my head, stroking my hair with his thumb.

  "You are very pretty," he said.

  "Thank you."

  "How the hell did you end up marrying an ugly loser like Sora?"

  "I don't think he's ugly," I said. "I think he's handsome. And he's not a loser. I'll do what you boys want, but I won't let you insult my husband. He's a good man. And he's hot, too."

  "To each their own, I guess. Still. Do you think he's better looking than me?"

  Yeah, actually. He is.

  It wasn't that Tengu was ugly though. But he's got a very harsh face. Though I can tell he's built. And that's hot.

  "No," I lied.

  "Suck my dick," he said. "Enough teasing with your tongue. Suck my dick."

  I did as I was told.

  "Kuso!" he gasped, as I took him in.

  I gathered that was some kind of Japanese cuss word.

  I looked him in the eyes and sucked him slowly and sensually. The easiest way to perform well was to treat him the way I treat my husband. To suck his cock like I loved him, and to gaze into his eyes like I loved him.

  In a way, I didn't need to pretend. It wasn't just that Tengu was reasonably handsome, and super hot besides. But also, I was literally doing this for my husband, even if he didn't know it yet. But I love Sora, and I'll do anything to keep him safe. And if all it takes is to suck a few strangers cocks, just like my old wild days, that wasn't so bad. I've always liked sucking cock, despite what my girlfriends always said. It's the most intimate way I can think of to get to know a man. Far more intimate than kissing. Because even though I'm hogtied and on my knees, I'm still in control.

  "You are good," he said.

  I didn't respond. I just kept looking deeply into eyes and sucking him.

  He shut his eyes and sat back and let me suck him. Then he opened his eyes again, and gazed back into mine.

  As frightening a man Tengu was, now that I had his cock in my mouth, and his eyes on me, I was getting to know him, and what sort of man he was.

  From the look he's returning to me, I can tell he's holding something back. Not something dangerous either. Something else. I think what he and I are realizing together is that what he really needs is a girl to get on her knees and please him.

  The look on his face grew pained, almost desperate.

  "Stop," he said.

  But I didn't want to stop. I wanted to make him come. Not just because my husband's life may depend on it, but because I knew it would let me connect with Tengu in a way he wasn't used to. After that, he wouldn't have the heart to hurt me, or more importantly, anyone I deeply cared about.

  Unless I'm wrong and he's a complete psycho. But complete psychopaths are actually pretty rare.

  "Stop!" he shouted, and pried my mouth off him.

  I looked up at him, giggling and panting.

  "You really like sucking cock, don't you?" he said.

  "Yes," I admitted.

  "You're really good at it too, I'll give you that. That scumbag Sora really is a lucky bastard."

  It's me who's the lucky one, I thought to myself. But I don't want to argue. I want to please them.

  "I've got the paddles," said Kaito.

  "Good," replied Tengu. "Give me one."

  He tossed the paddle to Tengu.

  "Touma, how are you feeling?"

  "Okay, boss."

  "You have to try her mouth. It's amazing. Miss Perkins, crawl to Touma and show him what you just showed me."

  "Yes sir," I said.

  "Ooo…'sir'. I like that," Tengu said.

  I figured he would.

  I crawled on my knees to Touma, who giggled giddily stroking his big erect cock.

  "Hurry up," snapped Tengu.

  Tengu rose and struck me on the behind with the paddle.

  I tried to move faster, but tied as I was, it was difficult.

  I shot Tengu a look, and he returned a sadistic smirk. Clearly he knew mobility was trouble for me. That was part of the fun. So I bit my lip at him.

  Tengu smiled and struck me again.

  "You like being a little cocksuck slut, don't you?"

  "I do," I admitted. "Ooo!" I shouted, getting another paddle on the other ass cheek from Kaito.

  I hurried my way to Touma while the boys assailed my behind with paddles.

  "Hurry up, you ball-busting bitch!"

  I stopped between Touma's legs, and the others gave me a break from the paddling.

  I bit my lip and looked up at Touma.

  "You're…real pretty," he said.

  He seemed like a bit of a simpleton. So I kept my comment simple.

  "Thank you, Touma. You have a really nice big cock. Can I please suck it?"

  "Okay," he said, looking almost hypnotized.

  I took his cock into my mouth and gave it my all. I sucked his cock slowly and wetly.

  "Ugh…oh…" he moaned.

  I giggled and pulled my head back.

  "Do you like that?" I asked.

  "Yes," he said.

  "I'm sorry I kicked your balls. Do you forgive me?"

  "Okay," he said.

  I sucked him some more, and got to know him.

  Touma, it seemed, really didn't have a mean bone in his body. He was like a really big teddy bear. He didn't even try to touch me at all. He just let me do my own thing. Which was fine, because I knew before long I'd have him spurting cum like a fountain.

  He was already getting close. I could tell.

  Then I felt a swat on my behind again.

  "Ow!" I said.

  I looked back to see Tengu standing there, his massive nine-inch cock still standing at attention, pointing at my face.

  "Go to Kaito now. It's his turn!"
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  "Yes sir," I said.

  Kaito was sitting in the far chair in the room with a sadistic grin on his face.

  "You chose farthest chair on purpose, didn't you?" I accused.

  I was rewarded with a hard smack on the bottom from Tengu.

  Kaito simply chuckled.

  "Hurry up and crawl on your knees, you ball-busting blond bitch."

  I did as I was told, and Tengu didn't make it easy for me. All the while, he tormented and paddled me. My bottom was getting really sensitive.

  When I got to Kaito, he leaned down and grabbed me by the throat.

  Then he slapped me across the face.

  "Don't ever kick me in the balls again," he said.

  Then he squeezed.

  I couldn't breathe. It hurt so much I thought I might start to cry.

  But then he let go and I could breathe again.

  "Yes, sir, I won't. I'll be a good girl from now on."

  "Good," said Kaito. "Now suck my fucking dick."

  He didn't so much wait for me to suck as pull my head into it.

  Kaito's cock was the smallest of the three, at maybe five inches. It was a little below average, but still plenty big. Especially given that he went straight to deep-throating me!

  I gagged immediately and tried to pull away. But he wouldn't let me.

  Instead, Kaito slapped me again.

  "Suck it, bitch."

  Kaito roughly held me there while my eyes teared up and I gagged, trying to breathe.

  Then he let me off for a moment to catch my breath.

  I gasped in a few breaths, then smiled up at him.

  "Don't stop," I said.

  He grew a sadistic grin and pulled me back on.

  I couldn't get to know Kaito the way I got to know the other two. Not with him being this rough. I spent too much attention to trying to breathe, trying not to bite him, and trying to make sure he still enjoyed it. But I didn't need to know much more about him aside from the obvious. He was a sadist, and the more painful the blowjob for me, the more amusing it was for him. So I just made a show of suffering maybe a little more than I actually was.

  I could tell it wouldn't be long before he came.

  So could Tengu, apparently, for he pulled me back by the hair suddenly.

  He turned me to face him.

  "So…now you've experienced all three cocks, you have a choice. Touma, Kaito, come here."