The Penthouse Ch 14 Sakura

This is the fourteenth in the series. Following the series in order is helpful for context and continuity. However, reading the first one "Penthouse 01 - Who Am I" explains the main characters and setting making it easier to enjoy subsequent vignettes including this one.

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This chapter largely introduces Sakura who showed up in the last chapter. The sex in the beginning is lacking, but keep reading, it gets better.

Prelude:

Sakura was a new guest at our penthouse. She was the sister of Carlos's Japanese girlfriend and had come with them for the weekend with Rigger a visiting businessman and rope bondage expert we had met at a kink weekend the week before. She and Rigger had hit it off immediately she was drawn to this rope expert who also spoke Japanese. She had a great weekend as she and slut shared Rigger in numerous ways.

The Sunday morning Sakura had expressed to slut that she wanted Rigger to take her anal cherry. Slut had embarrassed her by revealing that desire to Rigger who eagerly accepted the offer. Slut helped prepare Sakura's ass fingering and stretching her rosebud and inserting a larger plug to help her adjust before taking Rigger's larger than average cock.

After breakfast Rigger and Sakura had gone upstairs to slut's room. About an hour later Rigger had to leave and after slut escorted him down to the garage, slut went upstairs to check on Sakura.

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When slut arrived and my room Sakura was lying on the bed crying. Slut climbed onto the bed and cradled Sakura in her arms.

"What is wrong, does it hurt?" slut asked.

"He is gone." Sakura cried.

"Yes, he had to go to be ready for his work this week. But are you physically ok?" I explained.

"Oh yes, he was wonderful, so kind and patient. He didn't rush me at all. It hurt when he first started, but very soon it just felt amazing. But he is gone." Sakura was still crying but seemed a bit better.

I held her as she calmed down and the tears finally stopped. She reached up and kissed slut, not so much sexual but more of a thank you.

She raised up and looked at me and started to explain, "This weekend has been incredible for me. Not just him, but you and everyone else has been so nice and so supportive. I've never done anything like this weekend. Carlos and Hina forced me to come this weekend. I didn't want to come. My husband died six months ago and I withdrew into a shell. My late husband did some rope which I always enjoyed, and I was afraid this weekend would bring back those memories. When I got here you greeted me warmly and then Rigger bowed and greeted us in my native language. I was immediately attracted to him and was amazed at how open and welcoming he was. Then you and he showed me what sex was, I had never experienced what happened this weekend."

She kissed me, slut returned the kiss and it became longer and harder, our tongues intertwined, and slut gently bit her tongue and lip. She drew back a moment and again attacked my mouth, returning the nip of slut's tongue and lip. Sakura was a fast learner.

I told her slut wanted to check her ass to make sure it was OK. slut was surprised to see the plug in her ass. "Did Rigger plug you afterwards?" I asked.

"No, I did after he left. I didn't want to lose the parting gift that he gave me." Sakura responded.

I gently pulled the plug out of her ass and was relieved to see no signs of blood on her ass or the plug. As slut gently pushed the plug back in her ass she moaned, so I moved the wide part of the plug back and forth through her ring before finally setting it firmly inside her.

"So, you decided you like anal sex too? Slut asked with a smile.

"Oh, yes. It hurt a bit at first, not as much as I had feared, but with slut's prep and Rigger's care it was just amazing. A question, I've always herd other Japanese girls talk about BWC, big white cock, but Rigger was my first and so far, my only. Is Rigger's cock an average BWC?" Sakura asked while looking slut in the eyes.

I laughed, "No Rigger is not average. He is both a bit longer and wider than average, not a lot but enough. Even more important, he knows how to use it." I explained.

Sakura though for a bit and said, "Do you mind if I ask you personal questions?

Slut looked at Sakura and smiled, "Sakura we have spent the weekend together naked, fucking Rigger together, licking each other to orgasms, eating cum out of each other's cunt, I can't imagine a question too personal."

Sakura smiled and asked, "I don't understand your relationship in this place. You are kept naked, plugged with a leather collar around your neck. You are called slut by everyone. You are groped by almost every man who comes into this penthouse. Are you a slave here?"

I thought a moment before replying realizing Sakura had no reference to the BDSM lifestyle slut led. "No Sakura, slut is not a slave. The life I live here is my own choice. I am free to leave at any time, but I cannot imagine being anywhere else. I may say that Master owns me, but my service to him is my own choice. slut accepts him as my Master and obeys his wishes and commands willingly. slut knows he cares for me and protects me. Within this house slut is my name and my pronouns. I am submissive and this lets me live as one." I replied, watching to see if Sakura understood what I was saying.

slut could see that she was deep in thought. The concept was so foreign to her, that someone would willingly give up control to another and live the life slut led.

She finally spoke, "I think I understand. When I was married, I followed my husband's wishes, I worked to make him happy, while he took care of me. You have just taken it to a whole new level. I see in some ways you are even freer than I was. Can I ask a big favor?"

"Of course, Sakura, what can slut do for you?" I answered.

"Can I stay here with you for a while? My house is so cold and so full of memories, while here is so warm and free, and I'm learning so much." She almost begged.

"It is Master's decision, but slut can't imagine Sir saying no to have another beautiful lady in the house for a while. Fix your makeup and we can go ask Master." I told her. Crying had really messed up her makeup and I wanted her to look good for Master when we asked.

A short while later, Sakura looked much better. She was smiling again. I helped her put her heels on again and we walked naked downstairs together. Master was in his usual chair, and I saw Kathy kneeling between his legs her head bobbing on Sir's cock. Master smiled at us. We both walked over and knelt behind Kathy. Master squeezed his thighs together trapping Kathy's head between them.

"Hello slut, what can I do for you two lovely ladies. Sakura, thank you for visiting us, you have been a joy to have around." Master said with a big smile.

"Master, Sakura has a request. Please accept it, and slut will tell you more about it later." I said keeping eye contact with Master.

Master turned to Sakura with his same smile, "Yes, Sakura what can I do for you?

"Sir, my time here has been an eye opening experience. I frankly did not want to come this weekend, but everyone has been so nice welcoming and friendly. I lost my husband suddenly six months ago and have been living in a shell since. Being here has brought me back to life. Please Sir may I stay for a while longer? By the time she finished Sakura was almost in tears again.

Master reached down with both hands and took Sakura by the shoulders and pulled her up onto Kathy's back and into his arms. He hugged her and said, "Of course, you may stay as long as you wish. We will work out details later, but you are welcome in our home as long as you wish to stay."

Sakura hugged and kissed Master and kept saying, "Thank you, Oh, Thank you Sir."

Master and Sakura eventually released each other, and she slid back down Kathy's back to kneel beside slut.

Master said, "Take my car and get what she will need while staying here. We will talk about her stay at dinner tonight. We are going out so she will need something presentable, but not fancy."

Sakura bowed to Master before she and slut got up. We went upstairs to get dressed. The only thing Sakura had to wear was the body conscious mini dress and heels she had arrived in Saturday night. She looked stunning. Slut looked rather plain in her simple short dress and sandals.

Slut was surprised when Sakura directed us to a very nice house in an upscale part of town. I looked at her and she caught my glance and explained. "My husband was a very successful businessman.

The interior of the house reflected the Japanese owner. Not my style but obviously professionally decorated with antiques and quality was apparent everywhere. We went up to the Master bedroom.

Sakura found a suitcase and started pulling underwear and bras out of a drawer then stopped and looked at me. "I guess I really won't need many of these when I follow your rules."

I told her, "You don't have to follow my rules, dress how you want to dress."

She looked at me and sighed, "But I want to follow your rules. I want to learn what your life is like."

Sakura had her own closet in the Master bedroom, and it was full of dresses and heels. When my mouth fell open Sakura explained. "I was what you call a trophy wife. My husband liked to show me off and made sure I not only looked good but went to every event in a new outfit."

She pulled out several mini dresses, a few skirts and some gorgeous blouses. I grabbed a couple of sweaters for her and helped her pick out a couple of long dresses.

I grabbed a couple of babydoll night gowns out of her dresser and she asked why.

I explained, "Sometimes, being covered but exposed is sexier than being naked. Didn't your husband like seeing you in these."

Sakura blushed, teared up and replied, "True, he always had me wear one on the nights we made love."

slut hugged her and she hugged me back and kissed slut. We stayed together hugging each other until Sakura stopped sniffling.

Her comment made me ask, "Are you on birth control?"

"Yes, I have the implant. My late husband and I had discussed having children, but decided not to." She said softly.

We had everything in the bedroom packed. Sakura had to get another small suitcase for her makeup and bath supplies, and we needed another sizeable suitcase for the heels she wanted to bring.

We made one last stop in the office to get her laptop. I noticed a pile of resumes on the desk. Sakura noticed me looking at them and explained, "I was thinking of going back to work. I don't need the money, but I can't just sit at home forever."

I noticed her college degree and work experience on the resume' and grabbed one to show Master.

Fortunately, Master had let us use his larger car, we were able to get everything in the trunk and back seat. I asked about leaving the house empty, but Sakura said that the maid still came in twice a week and she would check on it in between.

We talked on the way home and Sakura made it clear that she wanted to follow slut's rules and be treated as slut was treated. She asked if we could share Master and I told her that was up to Master, but that I would encourage Sir to enjoy her as he did slut. That got a big smile from Sakura. I could tell she had a question, and I finally got her to ask slut.

"How big is Master? Is he bigger than Rigger? She finally asked quietly.

I smiled, "Master is not as big as Rigger, but is equally skilled in using what he has. You will learn our cunts are amazing things that work well with a wide variety of cocks."

Sakura smiled and sat back in the seat, "I have so much to learn. I am so lucky to have you as my teacher."

When we got back Master and Kathy were in the dungeon again. Her screams were echoing down the hall. Something has changed between Master and his girlfriend. Slut is going to have to discretely inquire why she is now into having her ass beat.

We managed to make room in slut's closet for her clothes. The shoes wound up lined along one wall in the bedroom. Master stopped by while we were arranging things and told Sakura how pleased he was that she had decided to stay with us. Sakura hugged him and kept thanking him for allowing her to stay.

I took the opportunity to tell Master that Sakura wanted to follow slut's rules while she was here and if Master permitted, slut was agreeable to share Master equally with her.

Master took a step back and looked Sakura in the eyes and asked, "Are you sure that is what you want, do you know what all that means? I can be strict, and slut gets punished when she fails me."

Sakura didn't hesitate, "Sir, I am sure that I don't know everything about slut's life and duties, but I want to learn. I have learned so much already in my short time here. When I fail, I expect to be punished as Sir finds appropriate. I desire to serve you in every capacity that I can. Finding a role here will help me reestablish my place in the world. If I am lucky Sir may decide that my place is here."

Master looked at Sakura and then looked at me. "You are agreeable to share me equally with Sakura."

I immediately replied, "It may take her time to learn all of Master's foibles, but I find having her here to be a joy and will gladly share Master with her. "

Master was clearly thinking and finally said, "I accept your request, we will discuss details over dinner tonight. Be ready in an hour. Oh, and Sakura something less provocative than that delightful dress you have on."

Sakura and slut replied in unison, "Yes Master."

We both dressed similarly "modest" finger length dresses and four inch heels. It took her a moment to realize and accept that bras and panties were no longer part of her wardrobe. Sakura still had the John plug in her ass, and I had my other one. I gave Sakura my bright red lipstick that didn't come off on cocks. She added some eye shadow and looked incredible. I had noticed with her beauty and skin tone it didn't take much for her to look amazing.

As we went downstairs together, I noticed Kathy's suitcase by the door. Kathy was over Master's lap and Master had apparently just finished spanking her. Her ass was glowing cherry red. When Master saw us, he pulled her to him, kissed her and told her that he would see her next time. She stood slipped on a dress and came over and gave slut a hug and a kiss. We rode down to the car together. At the car Master told Sakura to sit up front, with Kathy and slut then in the back seat.

It was a bit of a drive to Kathy's hotel, and she never stopped squirming, trying to find a comfortable way to relieve her still burning ass. At the hotel Master came around to open her door and retrieve her suitcase. Slut watched as he gave her a hug and kiss with a firm grip and slap on her bruised ass.

Master had picked a favorite Italian restaurant and was able to snag a nice table in a quiet area. As soon as Master ordered a bottle of wine I asked, "What is up with Kathy?

"What do you mean?" Master asked with almost a straight face.

"Kathy has never gone in for corporal discipline and Sir beat her ass cherry red all weekend." I responded.

Master smiled, "Oh that. It is an interesting story. Kathy showed up Friday uninvited and without letting me know she was coming. With what was planned I was not happy. She begged to stay and, on a whim, I said she could stay but would be caned and be kept naked with a red ass all weekend. You saw the stripes Friday night. To my surprise she not only agreed but seemed eager. To make a long story short, she discovered subspace and that she craved the discipline. She told me I should have done it long ago for her being such a bitch to slut.:

After the waiter took our orders Master turned to Sakura, "I understand this weekend was your coming out party. Would you please tell me your story."

Sakura looked at slut, I nodded so she began, "I was raised by strict Japanese parents. They sent me to Catholic school, not trusting the public schools. I lived at home for my college degree in computer science and didn't date very much. My parents introduced me to the man who became my husband, a successful Japanese businessman. He was very nice to me, and we were married. I was a virgin when we married and frankly knew nothing about sex. My husband had sex with me about twice a week. I never came or knew that I could. My husband decided that he was losing face because I was working, so I stayed at home for about a year until my husband had a sudden heart attack and died."

Sakura stopped for a breath and to read Master's reaction. Seeing a sympathetic look and nod she continued. "My late husband was into rope and I liked being tied up, but it was never associated with sex, it was ancient Japanese culture to my husband. Being tied up made me feel warm, secure and connected with my husband. I was devastated with my husband's sudden death, my whole world revolved around him and his life. His lawyer negotiated a good buyout of his part of the business, so money isn't an issue, but since I had quit work, I really had no basis for my life. While I was a recluse in the house, I accidentally found a porn site. It opened a whole world of sex that I knew nothing about. That led me to legitimate information sites. I discovered masturbation and then orgasms. At first the guilt was almost overwhelming, but I learned that it was normal.

"Then I was invited to your penthouse. I didn't want to go but my sister and her husband almost forced me to go and told me that it was about rope. Then Rigger welcomed me in Japanese, and I was immediately attracted to him. I had my first real orgasm with him, my first sexual experience with a female with slut, and my first anal with Rigger before he left. There is so much more that I want to experience and learn. So, thank you for letting me stay with you."

The food arrived about then and as we ate, I could see Master deep in thought. I knew he was balancing his desires against what was best for Sakura.

After we finished eating and were enjoying the wine Master finally spoke. "You may stay at my home as long as you wish. While with us you slut will teach you her rules and routine and you will be expected to follow them. We will make many experiences available to you, but you always have the right to say No at any time. Rules and roles will change as you learn and discover what works for you and what does not. Do not expect it to be the same as slut. My requirement while you are in my house is that you be honest, submissive and stretch your comfort zone. Do you understand and accept this arrangement?"

Sakura could not agree fast enough, rapidly shaking her head yes, she replied, "Yes Master, I am yours and will do everything possible to make you proud of me."

Master turned to me and asked, "Is there anything we need with Sakura joining our household as my submissive?"

My immediate response was, "Well Sir, we need more plugs. Sakura is currently wearing my John plug."

Master smiled at Sakura, "Don't get used to that size. I think a stop on the way home Is in order. Shall we go?"

Master helped Sakura into the front seat and slut into the backseat. As we were driving, I could tell by the look she was giving Master that his hand was quite high on her thigh. We stopped at my favorite sex shop. Brightly lit, clean, well-stocked and with knowledgeable staff. I knew that Sakura was going to be overloaded like a kid in a candy store at what she was about to see.

As we walked in Master made Sakura lead and we explained to her what many of the things were that caught her eye. I could see Master making mental notes about what she seemed most interested in, and what seemed to shock her.

After we made a circuit through the store, Master grabbed a cart and handed it to Sakura. We followed Master through the store as Sir grabbed things off the shelf, Master explained how Sir planned to use them to a blushing Sakura and tossed them into the cart. The collection in the cart was getting impressive including: two sets of clover clamps, a ball gag, a dildo gag, a couple suction base dildoes including a rather large one, and a double dildo. When we got to the rack of butt plugs Master asked me how big slut's John plug was. I showed him and he grabbed one that size plus one smaller and one larger. At the counter Master had them add a Bluetooth controlled vibrator to the order.