Chapter 1:

All Akihito could feel was the cold ground against his skin. That and a numbing pain on his side. His whole body ached. He struggled to sit up, a striking pain was in his shoulder. He tried to move his arm up to get some release of the ache. Little by little the pain started to subside. His eyes were blurry as he opened them. The room was dark. Where am I, he thought. He moved to get up, only to collapse without getting too far. His leg was asleep. His eyes adjusted to the darkness a bit and he then slid over to the bars that kept him locked in. Was this a jail? He used the bars of the wall to help stand up. There was a door to the left, outside of the caged room he was in. A light came through the window. Was it natural light though, or a lamp, he could not tell. How did this happen? The last thing he remembered was he was walking down the street, he was on his way to a case, and that was it. Should he dare to yell out and see if anyone came. This did not seem like a normal jail cell. The air was damp, and it was awfully cold.

"Hey. Hey, is anyone out there? Hello?" he yelled like this for a few moments, but no one answered him. "This isn't funny, you know!" The only sound he heard though was the short echo of his voice down the hallway. Akihito started to rattle the bars, hoping that one would give way. It was a small bit of hope that was quickly diminished as they did not even budge. He turned around then to see if there was anything else in the small room he was in. Of course, he could not see much of anything. He was starting to get feeling back in the side of his body and limped over to the other side of the wall. There was some hay on the ground, along with a blanket and he sat down. His body was starting to really feel the cold. As he sat down, he heard a clank and realized that he had just tipped over a glass filled with water and he then recognized just how thirsty and hungry he was. How long had he been in here? He had left a note for Asami, letting him know that he was on a case that he wouldn't be back for a few days. He didn't like this at all. He didn't have his camera bag, or his cellphone, nothing. This made him nervous, and yet, all he could do was wait for whomever would show up eventually. He just hoped that this was some sort of misunderstanding and that once he talked with them he would be set free.

He sat there for what felt like hours, until suddenly the sound of a door creaking open jolted him awake. He did not even realize he had fallen asleep. Accompanied with the creaking door, came a flash of light. Akihito covered his eyes instinctively.

He didn't see, nor did he understand the man that was talking, another man opened the door to his cell door. Akihito moved his hands to see who he was being greeted with when suddenly someone was grabbing his arms to lift him up.

"Hey! Let go of me. Who are you? Let go of me! I can walk you know. This is illegal. Hey!" but his voice fell on deaf ears, and he was continued to be dragged out of his cell, the direct light still hurt his eyes, so he squinted to try and better see. He couldn't move. There were two men dragging him along, holding such a tight grip on him that it hurt. Another man, a very bulky, tall man, walked in front of them. They had exited out the door that Akihito had noticed earlier and were now climbing up stairs. He was completely confused as to where they were, and he didn't like how hollow the place he was in felt. He was clearly not in a police station, and he had a feeling that he was not here by mistake.

"Where the fuck are we going?! Someone better answer me," he said, and yet no one even turned to look at him. He had lost track on how many turns they had made until finally they entered another room. It was plain and yet still had a desk towards the opposite wall of the door. Akihito was dragged to the chair in front of the desk and forcibly sat down. He made an attempt to stand up, but to no avail. His wrists and ankles were then cuffed to the arms and legs of the chair. The two men then went back and stood by the door they had entered.

"What is the matter with you people? If you just talked to me, I would have come here all the way by myself, no need to drag me here," Akihito said while looking at the woman in front of him. She had been leaning against her desk, watching as they had cuffed Akihito.

"That's sweet of you, but I am not going to take any chances now that I have caught Asami's little pet mouse," she spoke fluent Japanese, but she was white. Even Akihito could admit that she was a very attractive, beautiful woman. Her hair was long and blond, and she wore a deep, almost red, pink pencil dress.

"Well you got me here. What do you want?" All she did was smirk and walk towards him. He suddenly had the urge to scoot back into his chair as far as he could go.

"I want many things, but for now we will settle for asking questions. How about this, I will ask you a question and then you may ask me a question. And that way it is fair. However, we both must answer honestly."

"And what if I decide that I don't want to play your little game?"

"You get a tally, and my friend here, Yuri, will keep track." Akihito looked up then at the man that had been walking in front of them earlier. It couldn't be. He was dead. How is this possible? Yuri stared back at Akihito, a tight-lipped smile on his face. This gave Akihito the shivers, and he desperately didn't want to stay here. I guess this answered the question of where they came from though. How is he caught by the Russian mob once again? "After we play our little game, which we will only do for a short while, as I know you will get tired, and I will get tired, I will send you back to your cell, where you may rest until we pick-up this little game again later."

"What do you mean by tally?" She moved around Akihito, her slender hands moving across his shoulder. When she reached the end she then moved to his head and started to play with his hair.

"You'll find out. Now, since you have already asked me three questions, and I have answered you honestly, I get to ask you three questions. The trick to this little game of ours is that I already know some of the answers to my questions, so you better be telling me the truth," she stopped tussling his hair and made to grab it, pulling his head back, exposing his neck. She then pulled out a knife and held it to his throat. "You have such beautiful hair, and your skin is so fine." Akihito made to retaliate when suddenly her mouth was on his. When Akihito made an attempt to pull away, she put the knife right up against his throat. When he caught his breath because of the sudden sharpness, she plunged her tongue into his throat, and swiveled her tongue around his own. She then moved to nibble on his lips, and finally sucked on his bottom lip until finally she let up. She pulled the knife away and let go of his head. "Not bad, not bad at all," she smirked.

Akihito made to catch his breath and spit out at her. All she did was laugh.

"Now then, on to our little game. What is your name?" she then moved back to her desk, the knife she had used on his throat, the tip was now resting against her lips.

"I think you already know," he said, sending what he hoped felt like were daggering eyes at her.

"Come on, this one is easy, just answer it, or would you rather have a tally?"

"Takaba Akihito," he said straightforwardly. "Now tell me, where am I?"

"Ah, ah, ah. I still get two more questions. Where do you live Akihito?"

He answered her with his old address.

"That is not your current address, now is it?" She picked up a piece of paper that lay next to her on the desk.

"Sorry, you'll have to be more specific."

"You should be glad Akihito that I enjoy games. But just so you know, I enjoy them to a certain extent. Don't piss me off, okay." She said this with a smile on her lips, but Akihito could tell she was being serious. "Now, let's try this again."

Akihito hesitated to answer, but she clearly already knew where he lived so it would not harm Asami any more than it already did. Besides, he was sure Asami could protect himself. If not, then they would not have targeted him. So he told them. Cringing inwardly.

"That wasn't so hard." She continued to the next questions. The next one seeming even more personal than the last. What did Asami's favorite restaurant have to do with anything? But again, he told her, having no fear that this would inflict anything against Asami. Seeming satisfied, she waited for him, giving him the go to ask her a question.

"Where am I?" As much as he wanted to know, he also feared the answer.

"You are in a bunker in Japan."

"That's not very fair, nor is it specific."

"Sorry hun, I never did say I would play completely fair. The one that really needs to be honest is you now, as it is I who holds your life in my hands, not the other way around." She then came closer to him, twirling the knife between her fingers. "My turn," and she came and sat on his lap. "I want you to tell me," she leaned in closer to his ear, "What your favorite position is."

Akihito automatically blushed. "Why do you need to know that?"

"Mainly because I love teasing you. If you tell me, I will tell you exactly where you are." She giggled some.

Akihito closed his eyes, and with the smallest voice he could muster, he told her.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you." Her smile widened against his ear, her hot breath making his ear tickle.

"Bottom, on my back." His voice rose out of frustration.

"Oh, how lovely. This is perfect. Arkedy loves doing bottom." Shivers went down his spine and a fear reverberated throughout his body, more so now than when he saw Yuri.

"What are you talking about? I thought this was question/answer game." Akihito struggled to say without making his voice sound shaky.

"Oh it is, but you see," she then grabbed the bottom of his shirt, using her knife to cut up until it reached the top of his collar, when she released it exposed his entire chest. "This is more than just a game. You see, not only have you and Asami been cruel to my friend here, Yuri, which by the way, when I told him my plan for capturing you, he was more than happy to oblige, but Asami hurt me more than anything. He used me to get to my brother, you know Mikhail." She then brought her fingers to one of his nipples and began to twist one of them. "But as soon as they made a connection in the underground trading market, Asami discarded me. I love him you know. He broke my heart, and so now, with you, I am going to break his. Pay back really is a bitch." She got up off of his lap and sat on the edge of her desk once more. As if that was the cue, Yuri then took out a big camera and set it up so it faced the side of Akihito. "You like cameras, right? Make sure you smile." One of the men from the door came up then to Akihito. "Arkedy, make sure you blind fold him. I really want him to get into it."

"Like hell I will!" Akihito squirmed in his chair without any luck. Arkedy took out his own knife and went to the bottom of Akihito's shirt and cut upwards again to his neckline making a fine wide strip of cloth which he then used to cover Akihito's eyes. The last thing Akihito saw was the broad smile across Arkedy's face.

"You can't do this! Someone help!" Just then a hand went to cover his mouth, forcing Akihito to breathe through his nose. The smell he knew, and regretted as soon as he had sniffed. Asami had used this on him a couple of times to get Akihito in the mood.

"Is it rolling?" she asked Yuri.

"Yes, Mika."

"In three days, make sure you let Mikhail know about this, so he isn't surprised when Asami starts to make threats. But until then, let's not worry the little brother."

"Stop! Asami don't watch-" Another strap was made to be put around his mouth. With each passing second that went by, he could feel his body tremble even more. All he could feel were hands. They moved to the button of his pants, and suddenly Akihito felt the relief of his jeans being unzipped.

He started to scream some more, wanting them to stop but to no avail. A pair of mouths then went to the cloth around his lips, the tongue tracing his lips muffling his screams. He turned his head away only to feel dizziness. He hadn't realized they had unchained his legs, but it was only to take off his pants and briefs. He now sat almost completely nude against the chair. A sudden breath of heat could be felt against his shaft. Even though it was a warning, Akihito was not prepared for the wet heat that consumed the tip. His body was getting warm and his head was getting fuzzier from the drug. His shaft was completely consumed and the tongue moved around the tip, without realizing it Akihito let out a breath filled with lust. How could he! No! Akihito, despite the sudden pleasure he was feeling, tried desperately to shrink away and to somehow manage to go limp. It was no use though once a warm hand started to fondle his balls. Akihito heard the sound of his dick being sucked and for a moment, he forgot where he was. Teeth moved to his tip and nibbled at it, a pop could be heard as the mouth released him. A tongue moved then to the side of his member until it came to the base. Lips began to suckle at his balls, and oh how it felt so good. Arkedy fondled and played with him for a bit more, until Akihito, shamefully, was on the verge to burst. Knowing that Akihito was at that moment, Arkedy took out a string and tied it around towards the top of his shaft. The sudden pinch made Akihito flinch in pain.

Meanwhile, Mika watched this from her desk, and she could not help but get aroused. There was a sudden burning, tingly sensation down in her nether regions. Without shame, know that the camera wasn't on her, even if it were, she wouldn't have cared. She hiked up her dress until it became a wad around her waist. One hand supported her on the desk while the other slid down under her delicate underwear until she found the spot that itched to be touched. Her eyes couldn't keep away from the lips in front of her that continued to suck on Akihito. She quickened her pace to match the scene before her. Her chest was becoming heavy and she started to hold her breath, only to release it a second later with a quick burst of air. She was almost at her limit when Arkedy let up his lips then to move to Akihito's nipples, leaving a wet trail of saliva up his stomach.

"Take his blindfold off now," she ordered, her own breath slightly heavy. Arkedy did just this, and then moved his hand so it pumped Akihito.

Akihito looked down then at the man that was suckling his nipples and pumping him to the point that he wanted to burst but was unable to.

"Ah," Mika was almost at her limit. The motion of the hands in front of her quickened and she looked up then to see Akihito staring at her. This was the turning point. A huge wave consumed her and she held her breath one last time until she finally felt a burst. Her finger moved then lower, and she felt her sweet wetness, and she shoved her fingers in, only to bring them out with a coating of her cum. Satisfied with this she got up from her desk. Using her other hand to shove her dress down.

"Yuri, I don't want you to show my face, so zoom in on Akihito," she walked over then to Akihito, around Arkedy who was still doing his due diligence. Akihito, anticipating what she was going to do tried to move his head away, which was indirectly staring at the camera. "Good," Mika said, and used her hand to force Akihito's head to not move, and she took off the strip that was covering his mouth only to plunge her own fingers, the ones covered with her cum, into his mouth, almost gagging him. All he could do was take it. He was still high from the drug, and he was still so heavily aroused and in pain that he didn't have the strength to bite her. "That's a good boy," she said and giggled. She let her fingers rub against his tongue a bit before releasing them and putting the cloth over his mouth again.

"I think it is time Arkedy," she said and moved over to where Yuri was. He had zoomed out again so that the whole picture could be seen.

With that que, Arkedy let up from the nipples and moved to Akihito's mouth once more. Akihito closed his eyes shut, not wanting to look at this man that was giving him this pleasure. He felt not only a huge disdain for these people but towards himself. How could he let this happen? Why couldn't he fight this? Arkedy let go of Akihito's shaft and moved to release his hands from the chair only to use one of the cuffs to tie both of Akihito's hands together in front of him. He took this second to try to think, try to fight back but he was suddenly just so tired, and he was still so incredibly aroused, that it was painful. He still was not allowed to feel release.

Arkedy pulled him up suddenly, and he shoved Akihito towards the desk that Mika was just using. Some of her cum was still on the desk. Akihito stood in front of it, and made an attempt to turn around when Arkedy pushed him down. His stomach was forced to bend over Mika's cum on the desk, and his hands were held above his head. Arkedy, put his hand in his hair, making his head turn towards the camera. Akihito did nothing but look at Mika and Yuri who were behind the camera. Their eyes held a glint of satisfaction and Akihito, not wanting to, but know exactly why they were filming this, looked into the camera directing, and he could not help the tears that formed in his eyes. All he hoped was that he could convey was a sense of apology to the man that would be receiving this video.

"Oh, did you catch that Yuri?"

"Yes."

"How delightful." At the ending of her statement, Akihito, unprepared, felt his legs being pushed apart and an all too familiar form being shoved into him. Except this time, he was dry, there was no lube, or anything to make it easier. Arkedy hadn't stretched him, hadn't prepared him. It was so fast and so crude that Akihito screamed out at the sudden pain. His head was still being pinned to the desk, and his whole body shook with each movement that Arkedy made. The movement became faster, and Akihito cried out with each thrust. It hurt like the devil. He felt a trickle run down the side of his butt to the inner part of his thigh. He was sure it was blood. The pace quickened so fast that Akihito could only hope that it would end soon. With that thought, a sudden sting was pushed upon him, as Arkedy slapped his butt. Akihito was on his tip-toes, unable to move. He closed his eyes, wishing this was just a dream, but it wasn't. His butt was slapped again, this time harder. What more could they possibly do to him. Dear god, let this be over. And with that thought, Arkedy was at his limit, and with one final thrust his body shivered and he let go inside of Akihito. Arkedy's breath came out in waves. He waited a moment before releasing Akihito, letting all of his cum enter Akihito. Akihito, thinking it was over, made to move to try and stand. However, with the hand that was holding Akihito's head, it was then moved down now so it was at his lower back where Arkedy was at a better angle to bend. Akihito couldn't move, his arms were still stretched above his head when he felt a breath being blown against his sphincter.

"Ahh!" he was not prepared for that. Suddenly a tongue dove in, and Akihito had the urge to vomit. A tongue lavished his butt until it was satisfied. Arkedy stood up, shoved his dick back in his pants and turned Akihito over, only to sit him on the desk, take off the cloth around his mouth and shove his tongue down Akihito's throat. Akihito, still couldn't move, even still he tried, but one hand gripped the back of his head, while another had a tight hold over his penis. Seemingly satisfied with himself, Arkedy let go of Akihito's lips. Saliva still connecting their mouths. Arkedy made a ball of it in his mouth, only to spit it back at Akihito.

"Slut," Akihito didn't give them the gratification of a response but just sat there. He was out of breath, and yet somehow, he was still aroused and in pain, being unable to give release. "Your turn," Arkedy said loudly, while he still stared at Akihito. He let go of Akihito for a moment just after replacing the cloth around Akihito's mouth, only for him to be replaced by the other man that was at the door. Akihito's eyes widened. Hadn't they done enough.

"It's only fair right," he said.

"Be quick Bogdan, this video is getting long," Mika said. Akihito turned then to look at her. "You said bottom and on your back. We only did half of it," she said with a grin. Akihito then was shoved again, his head banged against the desk. It was hard to catch his breath. He heard the buckling of Bogdan's pants being undone and so he closed his eyes and waited for it. Bogdan dragged Akihito closer to him, lifting his legs up and wide, so his bottom was at the edge of the desk. Arkedy moved behind the desk and held Akihito's hands above his head, and he began to play with his nipples once more. This time being a bit more prepared, and already his sphincter was ruined and soiled, it wasn't quite as painful when Bogdan shoved his dick into Akihito. Bogdan stared at Akihito and full of shame, Akihito made an attempt to look away from everything, from the men that were raping him, and from the camera that was taping him.

"Turn his head towards me," Bogdan said to Arkedy. Using the hair on Akihito's head, Arkedy made it so Akihito was facing Bogdan. "Oh, yeah." He stared at Akihito and grabbed his shaft, and began to pump it. The pumps and thrusts slowly became more in sync. Akihito was more than at his limit. The thrusts became faster and faster, and with each thrust it hit Akihito's sweet spot, he couldn't hold it anymore, but he was unable to cum. There was still the string tied around him. Akihito stared at Bogdan, trying to convey his desperation of wanting to be released but Bogdan just stared at him. Arkedy continued to suck and flick his nipples. They were so hard now that it also became painful with each new flick. Akihito arched his back, his body started to move wantonly in-sync with the Bogdan's. Bogdan continued to thrust and pump, the movement became faster until finally his body was at his limit, and he gave one final thrust into Akihito, letting out a satisfied breath. He released all of his cum into Akihito. Akihito moved restlessly, and continued to take a breath and arch his back, he needed to be released, it was too painful. Tears started to form at his eyes again. Bogdan grabbed his dick, the pressure sending painful tingles throughout Akihito's body, when finally Bogdan got down and untied the string. The release was unbelievably gratifying. Not because of the pleasure but because the pain of having it up so long, and not being able to release, and finally being free, it was more of a sense of relief. His cum splattered his stomach and up his chest. Even through the cloth, he breathed in deep breaths. Bogdan made to lick the slowly limping shaft. Akihito didn't even notice until he was once again being shoved up into a sitting position, and pushed off the desk. His legs were too weak to hold him so he fell to the ground on his knees.

"You're not done," and with that Bogdan grabbed Akihito's head and shoved his dick in Akihito's mouth. "Remember that this dick was just inside you, you slut." Akihito was still out of breath and now he was almost gagging. Thankfully this didn't last long. Bogdan shoved his head away and tucked himself back in his pants. Akihito sat on the floor, against the desk, completely in pain, covered in sweat and semen, and completely and utterly humiliated. He suddenly had the wish to die, if only it would help so that Asami wouldn't see that tape.

"And cut. Did you get till just now Yuri?"

"Yes."

"Perfect. Alright then, go throw him back in his cell until next round," Mika said.

Akihito made to move. "No, you had your fun, now let me go!" He grabbed the end of the desk, slowly bringing himself up to stand, still almost completely nude.

"I don't think so, the fun is only beginning," she said and made to move behind her desk. Arkedy and Bogdan came around and grabbed once again Akihito by his arms. "See you later hun. Oh wait, I forgot to tell you. You are in the west side of Tokyo." And with that he was thrown back in his cell, the push so forceful that he lost his footing, tripped and hit his head against the opposite wall, passing out.

"Make sure you edit out our voices okay Yuri," Mika said, and she strolled around her desk. She wiped her hand against the spot where Akihito had been. A spot of his cum had been left on the desk, she made to swipe it up with her finger. "I know you want this Yuri. You of all people. But you shall get him next time. We don't want you to be in the video." She moved then so she stood in front of Yuri and she shoved her finger with Akihito's cum on it inside his mouth. He suckled at her finger. "I am so horny right now. Take me Yuri," she said and pulled her finger out of his mouth.

"As you wish," and so he hiked up her dress once more, pulled down her underwear, and moved to lift her up by clenching her ass.

"If you ripped my panties, I won't forgive you," she said playfully.

"I'll buy you another one," he set her on her desk, the same place Akihito had been and took her.