"This looks very professional. The quality of the sound and picture is excellent. Did you do this yourself?"

"Thank you very much. I must admit I had a professional set up the lighting and microphones but Mr. Yamamoto and myself operated the cameras. We used three cameras. One on a tripod and two on gyroscopic mounts to avoid shakiness. We spent quite a bit of time editing the tapes to get the best views."

"You did a wonderful job. Who is the girl?"

"She is a daughter of one of my suppliers who owed me a favor. As you know daughters in Japan have little value. His only request was that we would take care of any medical attention necessary for her when we finished."

As he said this the girl was bound tightly to the wall and a dildo shaped like a candy cane was shoved into her pussy. The two men began to throw small darts at her nipples. One of the men yelled happily when he hit a nipple then they pulled out about twenty darts out of her breasts which must have been hooked because she screamed as they were ripped out.

They began thowing at the cane in her pussy. Some of the darts must have either hit or came close to her clitoris as her screams were frightening at some near misses to the exposed part of the cane. Finally the other man put a dart directly in the end of the cane. He whooped in glee as Mr. Yamamoto explained that gave him the right to whip her pussy with the lashes equal to the number of darts thrown at it before success. This was based on the idea that the more she attempted to move out of the path of the dart the more lashes she would get for her cowardice.

The man who hit the nipple started first with a wire whip that cut in to the skin with each lash. The pain must have been terrible! Her breasts were bleeding from several cuts on or near her nipples. She screamed or sobbed piteously at each one while Mindy and I cringed from imagining how each lash must feel.

The other man then came close to the camera to show the whip he would use on her pussy. It looked like a string of beads but each bead was studded with needles.

I shuddered as I had counted the darts when they were pulled out and she would get twenty nine lashes. The pain was so terrible she passed out twice before he was done only to be revived by throwing buckets of water on her which washed the blood from her pussy that looked like hamburger.

"That is the last you see of this girl. She could not stand pain very well. She kept fainting and ruining the scenes so we treated her cuts and sent her home. Her father apologized for her poor showing and offered another daughter which you see now. She is much braver."

That was an understatement. I could never be that brave. The girl had a beautiful slim hard body that made me envious.

After she had given four men blow-jobs she was told to hold on to a trapeze above her head and not to let go unless she wanted to be severely punished. Mr Osuko translated these instructions which had been given to her in Japanese.

When they had adjusted the trapeze till her toes just touched the floor they whipped her with barbed-wire front and back from her shoulders to her knees. She never screamed until one of the men held her legs apart and the other began hitting up into her pussy. Finally she fainted and let go of the trapeze to fall to the floor."

The screen faded to black then brightened to reveal a white girl with huge breasts about 38DD. She had a tiny waist and round butt.

"This girl fell for one of the advertisements in California for talented girls to perform in Japanese nightclubs. Naturally her identification and passport was taken from her and she was turned over to a pimp. He got tired of her as she kept trying to escape in spite of her beatings so he rented her to us to see if we could break her spirit."

They were evidentally impressed by her breasts as they spent most of their time whipping them with a cat of nine tails, laughing when they bounced up to hit her neck on undercuts. When they were totally black and blue they dripped wax on them from candles held very close until they were completely covered then used the candle to burn the hair off her pussy. On the close-up it looked as if singing the hair off was more frightening than painful as her pussy was just red with no sign of blisters. She began to scream that she would do anything if they would stop. They tested her by having her lick their ass-holes and to thank them for letting her do it.

As THE END came up on the screen Mr Yamamoto said,

"The pimp was so happy with her submissiveness he gave us back the rental money as he told her that if she misbehaved he would bring her back."

Mr. Marker replied,

"I am sorry I do not have the talent to return your gift in kind. However I have some professional tapes I think you will find enjoyable and of course my girls are eager to be of service to you."

After the tape this scared the hell out of me and I was greatly relieved to hear Mr. Marker continue.

"Unfortunately my girls are on display almost constantly so I must ask you just to use these thong whips on them so they may heal quickly."

"Of course. We understand completely. We also have our special girls we do not wish to mark permanently. They are very lovely. Although their clothing is very sexy I wonder if I may satisfy my curiosity completely by having them nude."

Mindy and I anticipated Mr. Marker's answer and stripped completely to pose in front of them with our legs slightly spread as we had been instructed.

"Delightful. I love the bare cunts. After singing the hair off the american girl we plucked the hair on our girls as well. It is so much better to be able to see the effects of the whip."

Actually it was not an unpleasant evening. Their pricks were not very big so we could easily accommodate them for blow-jobs and butt-fucking. Of course we were whipped, but in deference to Mr. Marker none were very severe and we were not bound for any of them. Later Mindy and I agreed we were proud of our bravery to hold out our breasts and to hold the lips of our pussies open so they could be whipped. They seemed impressed when we would kneel and thank them for whipping us when they were done. Naturally whipping us gave them erections to be fucked or sucked. When it became obvious they could not get another erection Mr. Marker offered to fly them back to the Olympic hotel which has a helicopter pad on its roof.

As they were walking out the door I heard,

"You are most fortunate to have such lovely brave girls. If you tire of them I would be happy to purchase them from you."

I thought that was ridiculous. I couldn't be sold like an animal. But then I realized that these people were so rich it would be no problem for them to take me anywhere they wanted in their private jet. I was frightened at the prospect and became even more determined to keep Mr. Marker pleased with me.

The next morning he started our exercise program. He wanted us to look good for our trip to Rio.

It was different every day. Monday we would follow exercise tapes on tv. If we made a mistake or couldn't keep up we would be punished.

Tuesday we would have to trot up and down the stairs until one of us could not go any further with the quitter being punished.

Wednesday was weight training by following a video.

Thursday was swimming laps in the pool.

Friday was gymnastics with the aid of a training video. This brought us a lot of punishments till we became more graceful and learned the routines.

Saturday he had us run down the trail while he trotted behind us on his horse while leading ours. If we slowed down he would hit us on the butts with a long painful buggy whip. The ride back after one of us would have to stop running from exhaustion was very thrilling. We were nude for all the exercise programs. Till you have experienced riding a horse bare- back and felt the effect of it's hair on your pussy you have not lived.