Learning_About_Myself.21 THE MEGUMI STORIES 06/21 BY MEGUMI KATO AND FRIENDS VOLUME 06: LEARNING ABOUT MYSELF BY SAYAKA ONODERA AND BOB WILLIAMS FINAL REVISED EDITION Part 21 Epilogue I worked for my new Master for nearly six months. After that, he got tired of me and replaced me with another girl, younger certainly and perhaps - I never met her - prettier and sexier than me. It didn't upset me to be dismissed: that had been the deal. In my time with him I learnt a lot about how to arrange sexual displays to tickle the lust of distinguished and experienced men - especially at the occasional evening meetings with his business colleagues. As he had promised, he put me in touch with the managers of some high-class sex-clubs, so I owe him a lot. And the other members of the Chain Gang? As I had expected, Jun and Aki soon left our group: it wasn't that they didn't enjoy the sex, it was just that they lacked the discipline to rehearse our choreographed displays. They have now left school and started secretarial courses, hoping to find jobs as Office Ladies. No doubt their love of sex will make them popular members of staff and ensure that they get plenty of dates. Kokomi's skill as a gymnast meant she was soon talent-spotted for a professional team and there was even talk of her competing internationally. But she could not live without that special thrill it gave her to be whipped while holding a difficult pose without the slightest movement. She found a partner and they formed an act which became quite popular in high-class clubs. She would wear only an old-fashioned white loincloth and one of the high points in their act was when her partner cleverly sent his long braided whip snaking round her so that the tip caught in the cloth and tore it away. After that she continued to pose like a motionless statue while he whipped her, sometimes inviting members of the audience to join in. It was a curious form of sexual enjoyment, I always thought, but the ecstasy in her face showed that it was real enough. I had hoped that Masumi would join me in clubs and studios where her plump, submissive beauty would, I thought, suit her to the kind of bondage videos and displays in which my new friend Kimiko Kobayashi specialised. But after her experiences with the two women who had won her at my birthday treat, she had discovered in herself a new interest in lesbianism, joined a lesbian group and - while we were still friends - she was making a new life. Which brings me to the twins Kin and Gin. The first thing to say about them is that it is now at last possible to tell them apart: with their earnings from the bath-house where they work they paid to have navel studs fitted and their breasts pierced with nipple-rings. They usually wear long ornaments dangling from them, and of course Kin's decorations are in gold and Gin's in silver. The other exciting development is that they now have a lover. Yes, just one lover between them, but he is a very special man - as well as a very lucky one. His name is Kunikazu - Kuni-san for short - and he is a long-distance truck driver. He is big and strong, as he needs to be for his work; he does not spend much money on drink, since he dare not risk losing his commercial licence; and he does not waste money and strength on prostitutes at his overnight stops. Not since he met Kin and Gin, anyway. He came to their bath-house by chance, wanting relaxation on returning to Tokyo with some time off due to him. Because it was a slack hour of the day the proprietor offered him the twins at a special discount. He was so delighted with the things they did to him that he returned whenever he was in Tokyo and always booked a session with them. They looked forward to his visits with great excitement and soon became expert at the things he liked best. None of them could remember who first had the idea of starting to live together but they all agree that they enjoyed their threesomes so much that it seemed the obvious thing to do. With their earnings Kin and Gin can contribute enough to rent a tiny central apartment, convenient for the bath-house, studios and nude hostess-clubs where they work and much better than anything Kuni-san could manage on his pay alone. Of course he is away a lot on his long-distance trips while they work hard developing their careers; but as soon as he calls to tell them he is due back they cancel everything and concentrate on giving him - and themselves - a great time. This is how they describe it. We were out together recently - the twins, Kuni-san, I and my lover of the moment (I can't remember his name). We were sitting in a private room in a favourite restaurant in Meguro and as a treat for afterwards we had booked one of the beautifully equipped dungeon-theme rooms at a big love-hotel nearby. "Kuni-san called the afternoon before last," said Kin. "So we told our clubs and so on that we wouldn't be available the following day and got ready to receive him. I wore one of his favourite dresses - " "So did I," interrupted Gin, "just the same." "It's the one I have on now," Kin went on. "Look!" It was a short, slinky black dress which seemed glued to her figure, with a discreet hole cut at the level of her navel to display her pretty stud and its dangling ornaments. It included a short matching jacket which she now slipped off, while Gin did the same with hers. "Look!" was the right word to use. Without the jackets to cover anything we could see that two larger round holes were cut in the sleeveless dresses to reveal their firm breasts and the matching decorations swaying from their nipple-rings. A big letter L was embroidered to the left of each girl's left breast and a matching letter K to the right of each right breast, spelling out "LOOK". On other girls the effect, though clever, might have seemed vulgar but enhancing the twins' fresh eager sexuality it looked charming. Kuni-san nodded approvingly and my hand could feel my lover's cock begin to stir. "Well, as soon as he arrived," said Gin, "we sat and, er, chatted a bit and, er, you know, asked about where he'd been on his trip ..." Unusually for her she blushed slightly and hesitated. "Then the two of us played _jan-ken-pon_,"[38] Kin went on, "and I won! So I stripped for him, as nicely as I could, but it didn't take long because of course I wasn't wearing anything under my dress. Then I took him to the bathroom and washed him. That was lovely but we both had to be careful not to let him come. It felt _so_ nice to hold his beautiful heavy cock in my hands and mouth again!" This time it was Kuni-san's turn to look down and blush modestly. "When we'd finished I helped him into a comfortable _yukata_. Gin was nude too then of course and had his meal on the table and a _futon_ folded ready in one corner on the room. We knelt on either side of him and helped him eat - but it didn't take long, we were all too excited!" "As soon as the table was cleared out of the way," said Gin, "we brought out the box where we keep our sex-toys and let him select a whip - he chose one of our favourites, of course, he is _so_ kind! - and we started with him whipping us both! Oh, it was _so_ beautiful!" "We got so excited," said Kin, "that we ended up seizing the whip out of his hands and whipping him in return!" We all looked at Kuni-san. "I never thought," he said quietly, "that I'd ever enjoy anything like that, but when _they_ do it ..." "And then ..." said Gin. "And _then_ ..." said Kin. "All that lovely cum built up and waiting for us!" "Six beautiful love-holes all waiting to be filled," said Kuni-san with a happy smile. "When he'd finished," said Kin, "we let him rest a while and gave him a lesbian display. You know, 69ing ..." "And with a lovely double-ended vibrating dildo from our toy-box," added Gin. "And when he'd got his strength back he helped by whipping us gently while we did it!" "Ohhh ..." We were all silent for a moment, imagining the beauty of the scene. Then Kin stretched her arms above her head and swung from side to side, her nipple-decorations swaying and tinkling prettily. "Oh, isn't sex _wonderful_!" she said. Gin copied her gesture. "And there's _so_ much of it!" she said. I thought of the beautiful dungeon waiting for us at the love-hotel. I was wearing a rope _karada_ under my dress as Bob Williams had taught me[39] and the knotted hempen ropes were stimulating and tempting me beyond endurance. My lover's hands were stroking the knots through the thin cloth of my dress. I felt I couldn't live another minute without being whipped, the longer and harder the better. I scrambled to my feet. "Well, it's all waiting for us ... let's go and get it!" I said happily. FOOTNOTES [38] Scissors-stone-paper. - B W [39] See Chapter XI. - S O THE END For complete series so far see /files/Authors/Bob_Williams