Author's Note: This short story is a spinoff from my KbtBB series. It is meant to be read after chapter 4 of Chisato + Mamoru. Like the short story for Olivia + Eisuke (Punishment), it is meant to take Sakiko through what would be a long evolution of her relationship with Soryu in a few smutty chapters.

If you'd like to read this short story without reading the books, here is some info to help things make sense:

Due to a difficult childhood, Sakiko uses sex to escape negative thoughts, feelings, and memories. So, she's something of a slut (although I don't like that word). She has always avoided deep relationships with people, even friendships. She and Soryu are in love and their relationship is tricky. Sakiko often freaks out and has to run away. She has also made it clear to Soryu that at some point she will be sleeping with other people. Soryu is okay with an open relationship. He loves Sakiko for who she is and he's determined to be the man that she needs. But, of course, he would prefer it if she wasn't running away all the time and he really doesn't want to have to share her. Sakiko no longer works in the casino. She's an amazing card dealer and is now the manager and dealer for the underground midnight poker game.

As for Soryu, before Sakiko he had only had sex once and that was when he was in a freshman in college. He isn't experienced with sex or with relationships.

It may not be necessary, but since they're in the story I'll update some of the other characters. Olivia is Eisuke's girlfriend. She's recently started managing the jewelry store in the hotel. Chisato has been promoted to concierge and has been working on some investigations with Mamoru. Inui is working with Sakiko to learn to manage the Ice Dragons headquarters since he couldn't handle being a yakuza.

Yes, I do feel bad for what I've done to Soryu. I'm crying inside all the time. He deserved an angel and he got a little demon.

"You got this?" I asked Inui. It was after lunch and the two of us were supervising and pitching in to help the two guys who were cleaning up after the meal.
"Yeah, of course," he replied, waving me towards the door. He was determined to prove that he could do everything on his own. "You go ahead."
"Thanks. I'll be back later to help prep for dinner," I said with a smile and headed towards Soryu's office. I'd spent the last two nights at my apartment - by myself - and my pussy was starting to complain about being deprived. Soryu and Kyoichiro had left lunch early to make a conference call. I was hoping that they'd finished their business and Soryu would be free to spend a little time with me.
"Come in."
I opened the door, popped my head into Soryu's office and looked around. He was alone in the room, sitting at his desk using his shoulder to hold the phone to his ear while he typed on his computer. He gave me a smile and a little nod, motioning me to come in with a little wave of his hand.
I smiled back at him and went to flop down on the couch to the right of his desk. His conversation was boring, stuff about collecting protection money in Osaka and some petty gang that was trying to move in on their territory. I thought about kneeling down between his legs and giving him a blowjob while he was on the phone, but I'd already learned that he didn't like to be distracted with sex when he was working. He could be very straight-laced and serious, which was sometimes cute and sometimes annoying. Since he was busy, my only option was to pull out my phone and kill some time on social media.
"You're not going back to the Tres Spades this afternoon?" he asked after he hung up the phone.
"No. We pretty much finished everything yesterday. Hayashino is taking care of the rest of it today. Look at this, Olivia's going to be selling spade shaped jewelry in her shop," I said, holding up my screen to show him. "I'm going to buy the necklace for sure."
"That's nice. Do you still have those pictures on your phone?" he asked. "The ones that you showed me at the airport when we were waiting for Mei?"
"Uh, yeah." Why was he asking about those pictures? Was he going to ask me to delete them since there were other men in them? I started to feel itchy and my defenses started to rise. I wouldn't be able to take it if he tried to tell me what to do. "I don't exactly remember which ones I showed you. I was tied up in them, right? Is that the sort of thing you're looking for?"
"I want you to send me all of them," he said. "Any pictures of you naked or having sex."
"Hmm. That's a lot of pictures," I scrolled through my picture gallery while I wondered what his intentions were. Was he going to go through them and select ones that he wanted me to delete or had he grown so much in his sexuality that he wanted to get off on pics of me, even ones with other men? He'd been suppressing his sexuality for way too long, maybe his inner perv was starting to come out. If that was the case, I had no problem indulging him. "I think I need to download an app to make the transfer easier."
"You have that many pictures? I didn't realize you liked taking pictures so much," he said.
"I went through a phase when I got my first smartphone," I explained. "After that I just did it here and there. Download this app and I'll send you the pics. It's called Share Some Snaps."
"Yeah, no problem," he replied and picked up his phone to get the app.
"If I'm sending you all these pics you should send me some dick pics," I said with a little laugh. "That would be totally hot."
"I have no interest in taking pictures of my own junk," he said, too serious as usual. "If you want them, take them yourself. What will you do with pictures of my dick anyway?"
"Duh. Look at them," I said with a cheesy smile to tease him. "Like whenever I'm bored. Say I'm in a taxi or waiting at the dentist's office or something. It would be nice to look at pics of your dick."
"You can't be serious," he said. "If you look at pictures like that in public someone else might see. Children might see."
"Good point. Your monster dick would definitely traumatize children and old ladies," I said with a laugh. I scrolled through my pics, selecting the ones to send to him. "Are you really sure that you want all of these?"
"Yes, I want all of them. Don't hold anything back," he answered.
I selected every picture, even the nastiest ones. I didn't know why he wanted them but I decided not to ask him for his reasons. I'd give him the pictures and wait to see what he did with them. It was time to let him grow and explore on his own a little bit.
"Looking at all of these pics and thinking about your dick is making me wet," I said, squirming on the couch. "Let's go upstairs when I'm finished with this."
"I have to leave for a meeting in ten minutes." I started to pout but he continued, his voice turning low and commanding. "Take off your dress and show me how you get yourself off."
'What the fuck? What?!' His words shivered over my skin and perked up my nipples, but my mind was still trying to catch up. Soryu was saying this? Soryu? He was always so careful around me. He did his best to make sure that he didn't trigger any of my issues. He tended to be gentle and tender and usually followed my lead, only getting forceful when I asked for it.
Now he was telling me what to do? And even asking me to masturbate in front of him? Had he secretly been watching porn to get ideas? My student was graduating to the next grade. It looked like things were going to get a lot more interesting.
"Is that what you want?" I asked, giving him a sexy smile as I stood up off of the couch and headed to the door to lock it.
"Don't bother with that," his voice stopped me before I reached the door. "Just take off your clothes."
I turned to face him. The door didn't really need to be locked. No one came in without knocking, but it still added an element of tension to the situation. My heart was pounding in my chest as I reached for the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head. What was it about this man and his dark eyes that made everything more exciting and intense than it would be with any other man? This shouldn't be so thrilling that I was already feeling breathless and flushing with heat as I took off my bra and panties.
I reached a hand up to pluck at a nipple. I watched him watching my fingers as I twisted and pinched it until my pussy began to throb and my clit twinged. "Did I ever tell you that I like to think of you when I'm getting myself off? And I'm not just talking about now. I'm mean before I even met you, when I was still working in the casino."
I knew that I'd never told Soryu about the fantasies that I used to have. I'd been saving the knowledge to share with him at the right time. I sucked a couple of fingers into my mouth to get them wet and then traced circles around my other nipple. His eyes were glued to me, watching my every move.
"I always loved it when you came into the casino. You were so gorgeous and powerful with a hint of danger. I wanted you so bad I couldn't stand it. If you'd crooked your finger at me, I would have followed you anywhere."
I palmed my breasts, massaging them before I returned to my nipples, pinching them hard and stretching them away from my body, towards Soryu. I was starting to feel breathless and sweaty. I could feel juice dripping from my pussy. It was a huge turn on to have him watch me while I touched myself. I started letting gasps and moans fall from my lips whenever desire and pleasure peaked inside of me. "I can't tell you how many times I left my shift with a wet pussy because you'd been there that night. I'd go back to the dorms and lay into myself, picturing you the whole time."
I walked over and sat on the couch, skimming my hands over my stomach and then back up to flick and twist my nipples again. "I loved to imagine you following me into a private poker room. You'd push me down on the table and spread my legs." I slid my hands down my body and opened my thighs for him. "You'd fuck me hard, not asking permission or giving any apologies. It would make me so hot just fantasizing about you fucking me. But having you for real is so much better than I ever dreamed."
I slid a hand down and slipped a finger between my wet lips, spreading them wide to give him a good view of my pussy. My thumb brushed over my clit and I moaned, my hips jerking forward as a bolt of electricity shot through me. I closed my eyes against the feeling and slowly caressed my fingers over my outer lips, trying to calm myself down. "You've got me so excited that I could get off in just a few seconds," I said.
I heard his chair creak and opened my eyes to see him coming to stand in front of me. "Do it," he commanded. "Let me see you come."
He crouched down to get a better view as I slid my fingers to my clit and began drawing tight circles around it. I watched him watching me. I was so aroused that my hips jerked with each stroke. My clit was so swollen it felt raw, every tiny touch sent intense waves of pleasure through my aching pussy and echoed over my body. With a few quick strokes over the slippery little nub I came, biting my lower lip to hold back my moans so that the other guys in the house wouldn't hear them.
"Guess I'm going to be late for my meeting," Soryu said and reached down to grab me by the upper arms and pull me up off the couch. He led me over to his desk and bent me over its surface. I could hear the sounds of him unfastening his belt and pants. Anticipation rolled over me in a wave of heat as I settled into a good position to get fucked. His hands gripped my asscheeks and massaged firmly before slipping down to stroke the inside of my thighs.
"No permission or apologies," he said and I felt the head of his cock pushing at my entrance. "I guess that means no foreplay."
"No foreplay necessary when I'm already this hot." I pushed back on him, taking him in greedily, moaning as his thick length stretched my walls. I decided that I didn't care who heard my cries of passion, it wasn't like they'd never heard it before. My clit was throbbing and my entire body was begging for him. I felt his hands caress over my back, sending tingles all through me as they gently explored down my spine, over my ribcage and dipped into the small of my back.
Then he grabbed my hips and thrust his cock the rest of the way into me, hard and fast. He bumped into my cervix and I cried out loudly with pleasure as my pussy clenched around him, begging for more. I braced myself on the desk and moved with him, accepting every deep plunge with a cry or a moan.
I loved his cock. It was the biggest I'd ever had, and I'd fucked a lot of guys. It filled me up completely, pushed at the edges of my sanity and always made me feel as if I was going to explode. My body was throbbing and tensing with pleasure as he fucked me hard, his hands rough on my hips and his body slamming into me with force.
"Soryu!" I cried as my legs began to tremble and everything in me focused in and bore down on his shaft. He responded by thrusting harder, pushing me over the edge into an orgasm and then burying himself deep in my pussy to release his seed.
As I lay gasping on the desk he leaned forward and dropped several kisses on my shoulder. "You're fucking amazing," he breathed in my ear. "I've got to go, but I want you again tonight. Be at my apartment by eight."
My body was overly relaxed, twitching in the aftermath of orgasm and moving slow. By the time I pushed myself up off of the desk and turned around, he'd fastened his pants and was at the door. "I'm locking this," he said with a smile before he closed the door behind him.
I walked over and collapsed on the couch. I massaged my breasts lightly, still riding the waves of the orgasm. Soryu had surprised me and I was feeling more than a little smug. My cautious student was showing more of his true self and I couldn't be happier.
I knew that Soryu was always so careful with me because of my relationship issues. I knew that it was his way of taking care of me and keeping me by his side. He wanted to envelope me in a gentle love that at times just made me feel smothered. I knew he had a forceful side to him, a rough and greedy side. Just as he was working to help me settle into our relationship, he needed to settle in, too. He needed to trust that he could show me his darker side and I wouldn't be scared away.
It looked like he may have begun to reach that point. Of course, the quickie on the desk could have been in response to the fantasy that I'd shared - he never hesitated to get a little rougher when I asked him to - but I was hoping that this was just a taste of things to come.