A quick note from the author: Thank you for all the great comments I got on the first chapter. I hope you enjoy this one just as much. It's a bit shorter then the first, but I'm already working on chapter three and hope to have it finished and posted in a week or two.
While I was getting the playroom ready for Mika's first experience, I left her to talk to her family on the phone. I took my time so she would have plenty of time to talk in private. When I was finished preparing the room, I walked back out to the living room to find Mika curled up on the couch crying softly. I immediately became concerned and rushed over to sit beside her.
"What's wrong Mika? Is there a problem with your family?" I asked, as I put a comforting arm around her shoulders and gently pulled her closer to me.
"I-I-I'm sorry Trevor san. I shouldn't be crying. I-It's just that I miss my younger sister so much and it's so hard for her in Japan. She is treated very badly because of our mixed heritage. At least when I was there we could face it together. Now she has to deal with it on her own. She also misses me very badly," She said between sniffles.
"It'll be ok. Everything will work out," I said in what I hoped was a reassuring manner.
"You think so?" She asked almost pleadingly.
"I know so," I said confidently.
I knew that if I wanted Mika to be happy I was going to have to have her sister brought to the United States too. I was sure that the attorney I had hired to help with any immigration issues regarding Mika would be able to help me with her sister.
"I never asked before, but what's your sister's name?" I asked nonchalantly.
"Ami," Mika said.
"That's a pretty American name for someone of mixed Asian decent," I said.
"Yes, I suppose. Well, it's spelled with an I instead of a Y," She said by way of explanation.
"Hmm, it's a nice name either way you spell it," I replied.
"If you think I'm beautiful Trevor san, you wouldn't believe how beautiful my sister is.
"Really? Maybe I should have brought her here to marry instead," I said jokingly.
"You are not happy with me?" Mika asked in a concerned tone.
"Mika! Of course I am. I was only kidding with you," I said reassuringly.
"Oh, ok," She said in a tone that made it clear she wasn't sure whether or not to believe me or not.
"Are you ready to have your first BDSM session?" I asked.
"Oh yes, Trevor san," She said excitedly.
"Mika, have you ever done any BDSM before?" I asked suspiciously.
"Um, no, not really," Mika replied hesitantly.
"What do you mean not really? Either you have or you haven't," I said impatiently.
"Well I have read about it and seen pictures of it online, and both my uncle and my father were both very strict. It was not unusual in our household to receive a bare bottom spanking if we did something wrong," Mika answered.
"I see, and that's the only BDSM experience you have had so far?" I asked.
"Yes. Unless you count being dominated by my father and uncle? It wasn't sexual, but we always had to do whatever we were told without question or delay or we would get spanked. Even my mother and aunt would get spanked if they displeased the men. I think my parents and my aunt and uncle may have been into BDSM, but I don't know for sure," Mika answered honestly.
"I see. And, that's all?" I asked again.
"Yes," Mika said meekly.
"You're sure?" I persisted.
"Yes Trevor san," Mika replied.
"Good, then lets got to the playroom," I said eagerly.
Mika hopped up and followed me to the playroom door.
"Are you ready Mika?" I asked.
"Yes Trevor san. I can't wait," She said eagerly.
"Then lets go," I said, as I opened the door and gestured for her to go in ahead of me.
Mika gasped softly when she saw a leather sling hanging from the ceiling by four thick steel chains.
"Hop in," I said.
Mika turned away from the chair, wrapped her arms around the rear set of chains and pulled herself into the chair. Still holding onto the chains, Mika put her feet in the stirrups and wiggled around a bit until she was comfortable.
"Comfortable?" I asked.
"Yes Trevor san," She answered cheerfully.
"Good. From now on whenever we're in a session you are to address me as Master. Do you understand?" I said.
"Yes Master," Mika said with a smile.