This is my first time entering Oshimae's office. After all, people like the club owner are not something that I can reach, as an ordinary member, not to mention that I am still a Chinese. I am a second-class citizen in the Japanese SM club. If there was no serious video leak in the club, I was afraid that I would make a big deal, he would not have called me to his office on his own initiative.
In this club, it is strictly forbidden for members to shoot videos privately. When entering the club, they must leave their mobile phones to the security guard for safekeeping, not to mention taking out their mobile phones to shoot at the training site.
In such a place, a video leak of members actually occurred, which is also a very serious matter for the club.
The entire club is located on a remote mountainside in the suburbs of Tokyo, with two buildings on the ground and underground
On the ground is a Japanese-style building with a zigzag shape, which looks a bit like an enlarged courtyard house. It is mainly decorated in a special style guest room. If you don't know, you will think it is a luxurious resort.
But the underground of Siheyuan is a unique cave. It is said that it was an air-raid shelter dug during World War II. Almost the entire mountain was hollowed out. Most of the activities of this club were carried out in underground space.
Oshimajiang's office is in the room farthest from the entrance of Siheyuan. There will never be members or other idle people passing by in this location. There are two solid electronic doors at the door. It seems that this boss is also a person who needs a sense of security. A trace of disdain flashed through my heart.
I glanced at Oshimajiang's office with my own eyes. On the wall facing him was a row of surveillance videos, with at least 20 display screens, switching the screen in a loop, monitoring every corner of the club
On the wall to his right are two paintings from the Warring States Period, one is a fully armed warrior in armor, and the other is a female prisoner kneeling on the ground, with her hands tied up and her breasts exposed, and a samurai holding a knife stands behind her. From the background, it should be on the execution ground.
In front of the two paintings is a wooden stand, on which is a delicate samurai sword is placed horizontally
On the left wall is a row of cabinets, and there are rows of cabinets in it. There is nothing special in the cabinet, all of which are ordinary ornaments and books.
A pen holder on the desk attracted my attention. At first glance, the pen holder looked like a female genitals, but when you look closely, it looked more like a blooming cherry blossom with a few golden pens inside, which looked very valuable at first glance. My wife's contract was placed on the table next to the pen holder.
Hello, Mr. Fang!
A middle-aged man who was less than 170cm but was very strong, politely extended his hand to me. It should be Oshima E himself. The tall and thin man in his early 30s next to him was Kawasaki. He was my partner in Japanese business and he introduced me to this club.
I am very sorry about the video. We were negligent in management. Oshimae signaled us to sit down, but we have found the person who leaked and will definitely punish us severely.
Yeah?
Actually, I only have one idea now, which is to cancel my wife's contract and take her home
As for whether the person who leaked the video and why he sent the video to his wife, it was secondary.
Yes, Oshimae reached his hand under the table, as if he had pressed a button. In less than half a minute, two big men brought in a man covered in blood and threw it in front of us.
Blood was irregularly distributed on the broken white shirt, forming a unique visual effect, obviously I just encountered a painful blow
He secretly recorded the video, not only sent it to your wife, but also to the newspaper and the police station. However, the two videos were taken back in time by us, but the video we gave to your wife was not processed at a time.
I was a little surprised that these people were able to settle even the police and the media, and the depth of the relationship behind them was evident.
Why did he do this?
I took a closer look at the man's swollen face. Although he was familiar with him, he must have never dealt with him, but there was no grudge. I actually wanted to ask why he sent the video to my wife alone?
Mr. Fang, he has always held a grudge against us because he was abandoned by his wife. A month ago, he sneaked in here as a waiter and happened to shoot your video.
Oshimajiang walked to the man and stepped on the man's right hand. The man immediately let out a painful humming sound.
He blamed us for his incompetence and retaliated against us in this way
I stared at the man on the ground. He should be less than 30 years old. Has his wife become a sex slave here?
Logically, I should hate him to the core of the initiator of everything, but strangely, I can't even hate him, but I feel a sense of compassion for the same disease. If my wife has received training here that is beyond my tolerance, would I hold a grudge against everything in the club like him?
What will he do? I swept the scars on the man's body. Although the person who beat him was very ruthless, he avoided the vital parts and obviously did not want his life.
According to the rules, the person who leaked the secret here will be cut off one hand. If it is still entangled, then hum... Oshimajiang's words made my vest chill. This method is indeed the style of the underworld.
The man obviously heard Oshimae's words, and a look of fear appeared on his face. But what I didn't expect was that he did not beg Oshimae to let him go, but kept begging him to put his wife back.
Oshima Jiang sneered, walked to the bookcase, turned around and looked down at the man, I'm afraid your wife wouldn't want to go back
I saw Oshima River pressing a mechanism, and the bookcase automatically separated from the middle to the sides, turning into a sliding door. There were waves of women's moans coming from the door, as if they were blocked, but they were clearly happy and excited.
As the bookcase was fully opened, a picture that was enough to make every man's blood expand appeared in front of us: it was a naked woman tied to a sofa chair. The woman's hands were tied behind the chair, but the hemp rope was obviously not just to deprive her of freedom. The woman's breasts were tightly tied by the hemp rope, like two full peaches. A little pinched water would seep out. Her legs were even placed on the armrests on both sides of the chair. After folding, they were tied into an M shape by the hemp rope. The most private part of the woman was exposed to the air without any obstruction.
Two electric rods, thick and thin, were inserted into the woman's vagina and anus, and a thin linen rope was inserted around the bottom of the two electric rods, tightly tucked between the woman's thighs to prevent the electric rod from sliding out of her body.
Judging from the two twists left outside her body, most of the electric rods were running full power and raging inside the woman's body, stimulating the woman's senses
A white mouth tucked in the woman's mouth, and the white mouth tucked ball formed a sharp contrast with her bright red lips. As the woman moaned, a lot of saliva oozed out from the edge of the mouth tucked ball, flowing down her breasts and accumulated on her abdomen.
The woman's eyes were covered with a cortical eye mask and completely deprived of vision
The woman should have been tied like this for a while. Her beautiful body was covered with thin sweat, and she emitted a very seductive luster under the light. On the blanket below her body was a large pool of liquid, perhaps the love fluid flowing out when the woman was excited, or perhaps the urine she had incontinent...
Such a picture may be regarded as a crime such as kidnapping and restricting personal freedom, but in this place, this is an ordinary thing. Every man here enjoys being abused by women. The women who appear here, whether voluntarily or forced, are just men's playthings.
Faced with such a sexy scene, even Kawasaki, who was knowledgeable, was blinded by his eyes, but he felt a different feeling about the man at my feet.
His expression changed from fear to surprise, and then he suddenly screamed madly: Miko! Miko!
I immediately understood that the woman in the secret room of Oshima River was the wife of this poor man, the lover he tried hard to save.
But what I didn't expect was that in the man's hysterical scream, the woman only had a little reaction at first, but soon returned to her original appearance. Not long after, her tightly bound body stretched upwards and the blocked moans became more and more rapid. Her plump breasts were rising and falling frequently with the rhythm of breathing. Suddenly, a stream of liquid spurted out from the woman's lower body. The woman actually reached orgasm in front of her husband in such a shameful way.
I watched all this in a daze, and an illusion emerged in my mind. The woman tied to a chair became my wife. No matter how I shouted, she was still immersed in the joy of her body, like a sleepwalker who could not be awakened...
Your wife is reluctant to leave here. Oshimajiang closed the bookcase and took out a piece of paper and threw it in front of the man.
I noticed that at the top of the paper, there were a few Japanese traditional Chinese characters written in divorce agreements. Below is a line of exquisite handwriting Miko Tanaka. This reminded me of the signature of my wife on the contract. What was Miko's state when she signed the divorce agreement? Was she coerced by them, and she really wanted to leave her husband from the bottom of her heart?
No, no, Miko won't leave me, this must be your forced sign. The man holds the same suspicion as me
In order to stay here, Miko even gave up her divorce and child support, but don't worry, we will take good care of her.
Oshimae deliberately increased the volume of the word "care" and obviously had a special purpose.
You bastards!
The man glared at Dashijiang unwillingly. There was no better way than cursing. If I were in his situation, I would definitely not have more ways to deal with this organization.
Take this cowardly, leave his right hand, and then throw it to the foot of the mountain. Oshimajiang waves to the two men. If you can't get entangled, don't blame us for being rude to you. And your old mother will no longer be taken care of.
The poor man was forcibly dragged out, leaving only a useless scolding, which became weaker and weaker as the distance drew...
Kawasaki Kun said, do you have something to tell me? Oshima E sat back on the boss's chair and wiped his hands with a towel on the table.
I... After experiencing the scene just now, I couldn't even say a word about pleading for my wife. Oshima's coldness and cruelty made me shudder. If I pleading for my wife, would I be ruthlessly rejected? I would even be regarded as cowardly by them, just like the man just now
I think so, I can't convince my wife to cooperate with her hobbies and vent in the club. After being found out by my wife, I can't change her decision. Even my wife signed a shameful contract. I can't do anything about it. Now if I ask the club to contact my wife's contract, I will definitely be ridiculed as an incompetent coward, especially in such a place where the atmosphere of a big man is serious, which is very embarrassing.
Mr. Fang is a pretty good partner. Seeing that I was a little nervous, Kawasaki took the initiative to say good things to me.
Mr. Fang's wife is also a brave woman. Oshima Jiang looked through his wife's contract and probably saw the page where he checked the training program.
Yes, Mrs. Fang has not received any training before. Fortunately, Kawasaki did not say what I had failed to persuade my wife before, so she would definitely be looked down upon by Oshima.
Yes, mainly because she is too busy with work
I quickly took Kawasaki's words and stopped him from talking, but my reason was very thin. It was the truth that my wife focused on her work, but there was no necessary connection between busy work and refusing to cooperate with me to play SM.
Fortunately, Oshimae didn't notice this. He happened to flip through the physiological and psychological test report attached to the contract. There seemed to be some photos on it. It must have been taken by my wife during the physical examination. Your wife is in good health and is a very suitable woman for training. How could such a top-notch woman not have been trained?
Mr. Fang loves his wife very much, and he must be reluctant to use training methods to deal with her. Ah, the hateful Kawasaki snatched the conversation again
Women should be vassals of men. Women who do not know how to serve men will lose their most important value.
Oshima Jiang proudly expressed his big man's theory, and the implication was more like sarcastic, a husband, who was incompetent to make his wife such a woman.
Yes, so I hope she can get the most professional training. I agreed with Oshimae's point of view against my will, which was also considered as finding an excuse for myself.
Yes, our training here is the most professional. My words really resonated with Oshima River and helped me get rid of the embarrassing situation for the time being
To express my apology and thank you for your contribution to your wife, I will upgrade your membership level to level 2 Oshimajiang pushes two green bracelets in front of us
In the club, Kawasaki and I wore black bracelets, which meant that we were the most ordinary members and could only move within the basement floor to contact men and women who are also enthusiasts. I have been listening to Kawasaki that the membership hierarchy here is very strict, and members are divided into three levels: ordinary paid enthusiasts can only be ordinary members, wearing black bracelets, and can only communicate spontaneously within the basement floor. Some senior players with rich training experience are listed as senior members. Wearing green bracelets can enter the second floor of the basement to enjoy exclusive membership services.
As for VIP members, they are all mysterious figures. They wear red bracelets, there are politicians with high power, businessmen who are rich and wealthy, and some top teachers in the Japanese SM circle. They can train any woman in the club according to their preferences. Even if they kill and trash the woman, they will not have to bear the consequences. If my wife falls into their hands, there will definitely be no good things.
Really? Fang Sang, you really want to thank Mr. Oshima, this is the holy place for us SM enthusiasts
Kawasaki picked up one of the green bracelets, like treating a priceless object, playing with it with her love.
Can this green member bracelet allow me to see my wife? Can I save my wife? I picked up this green bracelet and my mind fell into deep thought...
In this club, it is strictly forbidden for members to shoot videos privately. When entering the club, they must leave their mobile phones to the security guard for safekeeping, not to mention taking out their mobile phones to shoot at the training site.
In such a place, a video leak of members actually occurred, which is also a very serious matter for the club.
The entire club is located on a remote mountainside in the suburbs of Tokyo, with two buildings on the ground and underground
On the ground is a Japanese-style building with a zigzag shape, which looks a bit like an enlarged courtyard house. It is mainly decorated in a special style guest room. If you don't know, you will think it is a luxurious resort.
But the underground of Siheyuan is a unique cave. It is said that it was an air-raid shelter dug during World War II. Almost the entire mountain was hollowed out. Most of the activities of this club were carried out in underground space.
Oshimajiang's office is in the room farthest from the entrance of Siheyuan. There will never be members or other idle people passing by in this location. There are two solid electronic doors at the door. It seems that this boss is also a person who needs a sense of security. A trace of disdain flashed through my heart.
I glanced at Oshimajiang's office with my own eyes. On the wall facing him was a row of surveillance videos, with at least 20 display screens, switching the screen in a loop, monitoring every corner of the club
On the wall to his right are two paintings from the Warring States Period, one is a fully armed warrior in armor, and the other is a female prisoner kneeling on the ground, with her hands tied up and her breasts exposed, and a samurai holding a knife stands behind her. From the background, it should be on the execution ground.
In front of the two paintings is a wooden stand, on which is a delicate samurai sword is placed horizontally
On the left wall is a row of cabinets, and there are rows of cabinets in it. There is nothing special in the cabinet, all of which are ordinary ornaments and books.
A pen holder on the desk attracted my attention. At first glance, the pen holder looked like a female genitals, but when you look closely, it looked more like a blooming cherry blossom with a few golden pens inside, which looked very valuable at first glance. My wife's contract was placed on the table next to the pen holder.
Hello, Mr. Fang!
A middle-aged man who was less than 170cm but was very strong, politely extended his hand to me. It should be Oshima E himself. The tall and thin man in his early 30s next to him was Kawasaki. He was my partner in Japanese business and he introduced me to this club.
I am very sorry about the video. We were negligent in management. Oshimae signaled us to sit down, but we have found the person who leaked and will definitely punish us severely.
Yeah?
Actually, I only have one idea now, which is to cancel my wife's contract and take her home
As for whether the person who leaked the video and why he sent the video to his wife, it was secondary.
Yes, Oshimae reached his hand under the table, as if he had pressed a button. In less than half a minute, two big men brought in a man covered in blood and threw it in front of us.
Blood was irregularly distributed on the broken white shirt, forming a unique visual effect, obviously I just encountered a painful blow
He secretly recorded the video, not only sent it to your wife, but also to the newspaper and the police station. However, the two videos were taken back in time by us, but the video we gave to your wife was not processed at a time.
I was a little surprised that these people were able to settle even the police and the media, and the depth of the relationship behind them was evident.
Why did he do this?
I took a closer look at the man's swollen face. Although he was familiar with him, he must have never dealt with him, but there was no grudge. I actually wanted to ask why he sent the video to my wife alone?
Mr. Fang, he has always held a grudge against us because he was abandoned by his wife. A month ago, he sneaked in here as a waiter and happened to shoot your video.
Oshimajiang walked to the man and stepped on the man's right hand. The man immediately let out a painful humming sound.
He blamed us for his incompetence and retaliated against us in this way
I stared at the man on the ground. He should be less than 30 years old. Has his wife become a sex slave here?
Logically, I should hate him to the core of the initiator of everything, but strangely, I can't even hate him, but I feel a sense of compassion for the same disease. If my wife has received training here that is beyond my tolerance, would I hold a grudge against everything in the club like him?
What will he do? I swept the scars on the man's body. Although the person who beat him was very ruthless, he avoided the vital parts and obviously did not want his life.
According to the rules, the person who leaked the secret here will be cut off one hand. If it is still entangled, then hum... Oshimajiang's words made my vest chill. This method is indeed the style of the underworld.
The man obviously heard Oshimae's words, and a look of fear appeared on his face. But what I didn't expect was that he did not beg Oshimae to let him go, but kept begging him to put his wife back.
Oshima Jiang sneered, walked to the bookcase, turned around and looked down at the man, I'm afraid your wife wouldn't want to go back
I saw Oshima River pressing a mechanism, and the bookcase automatically separated from the middle to the sides, turning into a sliding door. There were waves of women's moans coming from the door, as if they were blocked, but they were clearly happy and excited.
As the bookcase was fully opened, a picture that was enough to make every man's blood expand appeared in front of us: it was a naked woman tied to a sofa chair. The woman's hands were tied behind the chair, but the hemp rope was obviously not just to deprive her of freedom. The woman's breasts were tightly tied by the hemp rope, like two full peaches. A little pinched water would seep out. Her legs were even placed on the armrests on both sides of the chair. After folding, they were tied into an M shape by the hemp rope. The most private part of the woman was exposed to the air without any obstruction.
Two electric rods, thick and thin, were inserted into the woman's vagina and anus, and a thin linen rope was inserted around the bottom of the two electric rods, tightly tucked between the woman's thighs to prevent the electric rod from sliding out of her body.
Judging from the two twists left outside her body, most of the electric rods were running full power and raging inside the woman's body, stimulating the woman's senses
A white mouth tucked in the woman's mouth, and the white mouth tucked ball formed a sharp contrast with her bright red lips. As the woman moaned, a lot of saliva oozed out from the edge of the mouth tucked ball, flowing down her breasts and accumulated on her abdomen.
The woman's eyes were covered with a cortical eye mask and completely deprived of vision
The woman should have been tied like this for a while. Her beautiful body was covered with thin sweat, and she emitted a very seductive luster under the light. On the blanket below her body was a large pool of liquid, perhaps the love fluid flowing out when the woman was excited, or perhaps the urine she had incontinent...
Such a picture may be regarded as a crime such as kidnapping and restricting personal freedom, but in this place, this is an ordinary thing. Every man here enjoys being abused by women. The women who appear here, whether voluntarily or forced, are just men's playthings.
Faced with such a sexy scene, even Kawasaki, who was knowledgeable, was blinded by his eyes, but he felt a different feeling about the man at my feet.
His expression changed from fear to surprise, and then he suddenly screamed madly: Miko! Miko!
I immediately understood that the woman in the secret room of Oshima River was the wife of this poor man, the lover he tried hard to save.
But what I didn't expect was that in the man's hysterical scream, the woman only had a little reaction at first, but soon returned to her original appearance. Not long after, her tightly bound body stretched upwards and the blocked moans became more and more rapid. Her plump breasts were rising and falling frequently with the rhythm of breathing. Suddenly, a stream of liquid spurted out from the woman's lower body. The woman actually reached orgasm in front of her husband in such a shameful way.
I watched all this in a daze, and an illusion emerged in my mind. The woman tied to a chair became my wife. No matter how I shouted, she was still immersed in the joy of her body, like a sleepwalker who could not be awakened...
Your wife is reluctant to leave here. Oshimajiang closed the bookcase and took out a piece of paper and threw it in front of the man.
I noticed that at the top of the paper, there were a few Japanese traditional Chinese characters written in divorce agreements. Below is a line of exquisite handwriting Miko Tanaka. This reminded me of the signature of my wife on the contract. What was Miko's state when she signed the divorce agreement? Was she coerced by them, and she really wanted to leave her husband from the bottom of her heart?
No, no, Miko won't leave me, this must be your forced sign. The man holds the same suspicion as me
In order to stay here, Miko even gave up her divorce and child support, but don't worry, we will take good care of her.
Oshimae deliberately increased the volume of the word "care" and obviously had a special purpose.
You bastards!
The man glared at Dashijiang unwillingly. There was no better way than cursing. If I were in his situation, I would definitely not have more ways to deal with this organization.
Take this cowardly, leave his right hand, and then throw it to the foot of the mountain. Oshimajiang waves to the two men. If you can't get entangled, don't blame us for being rude to you. And your old mother will no longer be taken care of.
The poor man was forcibly dragged out, leaving only a useless scolding, which became weaker and weaker as the distance drew...
Kawasaki Kun said, do you have something to tell me? Oshima E sat back on the boss's chair and wiped his hands with a towel on the table.
I... After experiencing the scene just now, I couldn't even say a word about pleading for my wife. Oshima's coldness and cruelty made me shudder. If I pleading for my wife, would I be ruthlessly rejected? I would even be regarded as cowardly by them, just like the man just now
I think so, I can't convince my wife to cooperate with her hobbies and vent in the club. After being found out by my wife, I can't change her decision. Even my wife signed a shameful contract. I can't do anything about it. Now if I ask the club to contact my wife's contract, I will definitely be ridiculed as an incompetent coward, especially in such a place where the atmosphere of a big man is serious, which is very embarrassing.
Mr. Fang is a pretty good partner. Seeing that I was a little nervous, Kawasaki took the initiative to say good things to me.
Mr. Fang's wife is also a brave woman. Oshima Jiang looked through his wife's contract and probably saw the page where he checked the training program.
Yes, Mrs. Fang has not received any training before. Fortunately, Kawasaki did not say what I had failed to persuade my wife before, so she would definitely be looked down upon by Oshima.
Yes, mainly because she is too busy with work
I quickly took Kawasaki's words and stopped him from talking, but my reason was very thin. It was the truth that my wife focused on her work, but there was no necessary connection between busy work and refusing to cooperate with me to play SM.
Fortunately, Oshimae didn't notice this. He happened to flip through the physiological and psychological test report attached to the contract. There seemed to be some photos on it. It must have been taken by my wife during the physical examination. Your wife is in good health and is a very suitable woman for training. How could such a top-notch woman not have been trained?
Mr. Fang loves his wife very much, and he must be reluctant to use training methods to deal with her. Ah, the hateful Kawasaki snatched the conversation again
Women should be vassals of men. Women who do not know how to serve men will lose their most important value.
Oshima Jiang proudly expressed his big man's theory, and the implication was more like sarcastic, a husband, who was incompetent to make his wife such a woman.
Yes, so I hope she can get the most professional training. I agreed with Oshimae's point of view against my will, which was also considered as finding an excuse for myself.
Yes, our training here is the most professional. My words really resonated with Oshima River and helped me get rid of the embarrassing situation for the time being
To express my apology and thank you for your contribution to your wife, I will upgrade your membership level to level 2 Oshimajiang pushes two green bracelets in front of us
In the club, Kawasaki and I wore black bracelets, which meant that we were the most ordinary members and could only move within the basement floor to contact men and women who are also enthusiasts. I have been listening to Kawasaki that the membership hierarchy here is very strict, and members are divided into three levels: ordinary paid enthusiasts can only be ordinary members, wearing black bracelets, and can only communicate spontaneously within the basement floor. Some senior players with rich training experience are listed as senior members. Wearing green bracelets can enter the second floor of the basement to enjoy exclusive membership services.
As for VIP members, they are all mysterious figures. They wear red bracelets, there are politicians with high power, businessmen who are rich and wealthy, and some top teachers in the Japanese SM circle. They can train any woman in the club according to their preferences. Even if they kill and trash the woman, they will not have to bear the consequences. If my wife falls into their hands, there will definitely be no good things.
Really? Fang Sang, you really want to thank Mr. Oshima, this is the holy place for us SM enthusiasts
Kawasaki picked up one of the green bracelets, like treating a priceless object, playing with it with her love.
Can this green member bracelet allow me to see my wife? Can I save my wife? I picked up this green bracelet and my mind fell into deep thought...
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