We spent the next two days exploring Tokyo as wide eyed tourists. The sights, sounds and smells of such a vast city with so much history was nearly overwhelming.
Playtime was limited as we kept ourselves busy. But that didn't mean that Jan wasn't able to find moments to tease me. From little whispers in my ear, to touching me or holding me with firm grips - she made sure to keep me under her watchful touch and gaze. It helped that she was also keeping me locked up every night. I would wake up having had my mind full of dreams of both pleasing Jan and being pleased by her.
The night before we were due to leave for Osaka, she sat me on the end of the bed, crawled up to the top of the bed and forced me to sit without touching myself, or her, while she began to pleasure herself in front of me. I could see how wet she was while my own cock ached inside the cage keeping it captive.
Jan's moans were deep and intense as she edged closer and closer to climax, telling me that she had something planned for us when we arrived in Osaka. Speaking of how much she enjoyed her control over me. I deeply wished that I could feel my own orgasm building within me as her sounds filled the room. The intensity of the moment was heightened by Jan's gaze, which stayed firmly fixed on mine throughout. With one final cry, Jan bucked and shuddered through a quick orgasm, while still managing to keep her gaze locked on me.
Our breathing began to return to normal, mine deep and fast simply from the ache of my cock in the cock cage and the joy of watching her pleasure herself. She left her legs wide open for me. Jan spoke about some of the details of her plan for Osaka. She told me that we would be visiting a traditional teahouse. But it was that night that she had something special planned. Despite my asking, or some might say begging, she kept tight lipped about it all.
'You'll see,' she purred, 'you'll see.'
The train journey to Osaka was as simple and enjoyable as could be. We shot along the countryside and reached our destination in what felt like no time. The city had a similar vibe to Tokyo but at the same time felt a lot more intimate in comparison. Our accommodation was simple and did the job.
We explored some temples and had a quick lunch until it was time to visit the teahouse. We arrived at the teahouse and were greeted by a beautiful Japanese host named Suki. My mouth was open at how beautiful she looked in light makeup and a traditional outfit. She welcomed us warmly and showed us to a small room with tatami mats on the floor. The room was filled with traditional artworks, scrolls and lanterns which gave it a peaceful atmosphere. The air was scented with incense, which only added to the overall ambiance. Suki brought in all of the items necessary for the tea ceremony which included matcha tea, sweets including mochi and senbei biscuits, as well as traditional utensils such as chasen (tea whisks) and chawan (tea bowls).
Suki proceeded to show us how to properly prepare the ceremonial grade matcha powder which involved whisking it into a thick frothy liquid before serving it into individual cups. Jan and I both looked mesmerised as Suki skillfully demonstrated her technique for preparing various drinks.
'Very good for babies,' she said in a matter of fact tone.
Her English was much better than we expected and we understood what she meant. I looked at Jan who was savouring the experience of the tea.
Suki offered us to extend our stay for some food if we would like. We gladly accepted the offer and were both ushered to another room.
After tidying up the various tea items, she stood and said, 'I will change now. Please wait.'
We waited while making small talk about the different teas and began to smell food. Despite our lunch I found myself to be starving and my mouth began watering.
Suki returned to the room and my jaw hit the floor. She was dressed in what could only be described as a "sexy kimono". The kimono was made of light purple and black fabric with delicate floral patterns running along it. It clung to her body perfectly, moulding the curves of her figure and showing off her ample cleavage. The no-so-traditional clothing had been modified in an interesting way as there was a cut-out section in the front for nearly all of Suki's breasts to be proudly on display.
I glanced at Jan who had a satisfied smirk on her face, knowing that she knew all along what would be waiting for us today. With a clap, another beautiful woman entered the room with a large tray and presented us with various dishes of sushi, tempura, grilled fish and vegetables.
We devoured the food while taking in the atmosphere created by Suki's sexy attire mixed with the traditional teahouse setting. As the food was running out, Suki sat straight and began speaking.
Tonight you will be a guest at my club. Jan, you know the rules.' Her tone once again matter of fact, but now with a subtle hint of sexiness. She pointed to the doors to her left and said, 'Go to the room and change.'
'Yes mistress Suki,' Jan replied. I was in shock.
'Um, yes... sorry... yes mistress Suki,' I stammered, understanding what was happening and quickly catching on.
We both stood. Bowed slightly and entered the room. Inside there were three racks of clothing, if you could call it that. They could be best described as "fetish clothing". Much like the shop we visited in Tokyo. My shock was still apparent to Jan.
'Don't worry Tiger,' she hugged me, 'Suki will look after us. I thought it would be great for someone with far more experience to help guide me a little bit more. And who better than an absolute babe?'
I smirked and replied, 'You're not wrong there. I just wasn't expecting this at all.'
We took a few minutes to peruse the racks before pulling out two outfits to wear. Jan was the first to choose as she pulled out a deep purple latex mini dress and asked me what I thought, holding it up to her body. All I could do was stare and nod in agreement. She stripped down and I got another surprise to see she was wearing a full set of tight black lingerie under her clothes. I was the luckiest man alive.
Once I had helped zip her up Jan helped me to choose and she settled on a similar tight latex dress with a pleated skirt that had a high neck and straps for suspenders. I tied up my hair in pigtails again, which was quickly becoming Jan's favourite way of seeing my hair. I slide the dress onto me. Careful to make sure my caged cock didn't tent out the skirt too much. Jan handed me some stockings which felt amazing as I rolled them up my legs and clipped them to the suspender straps. Next was a pair of low heels that were blood red in colour. The two of us took another few minutes adjusting ourselves as we both looked in the mirror; Jan looked absolutely stunning in her outfit and I could feel my heart racing at the sight of her.
After we were ready, Suki reappeared now wearing stunning high heels, thigh high laxtex stockings, and a latex outfit of her own showing off her figure in all its glory. I had to stop myself from staring. She smiled as she saw us in our outfits and began leading us outside to where a car with blacked out windows was waiting.
We drove the short journey in silence and as we got closer it became evident that this was not going to be a typical club experience. Low glowing lights greeted us as we made our way in. Thumping music in another not-so-distant room and vibrant colors filled the rooms we could see with life while other patrons dressed in various fetish attire ranging from leather corsets to latex catsuits mingled around laughing and talking loudly. There were maybe two or three other men here from what I could see.
