This volume is the first part of a 7 volume compendium, which in total, contains 8 Caged & Transported books and 9 Sheik Husni books. The Saga contains a total of 480,000 words and describes events in Japan, Mexico and Dubai. This is the second edition of the 17 books, but the first time they have been edited into one long epic story.

From Tokyo and Folito Island to Salim's Pony-girl stables in Dubai, the story ebbs and flows, as one character after another becomes caught up in the dramatic story. This is a unique chance to read about their Pony-girl and Puppy-girl world.

 

The 7 volumes contain the following books.

Volume 1 contains the first three Caged & Transported books.

Volume 2 contains the fourth, fifth and sixth C&T books.

Volume 3 contains the seventh and eighth C&T books,

Plus, the first Sheik Husni book.

Volume 4 contains the second and third Husni books.

Volume 5 contains the fourth and fifth Husni books.

Volume 6 contains the sixth and seventh Husni books.

Volume 7 contains the eighth and Ninth (The Finale) books.

 

1. Takumi - Double trouble.

 

Takumi swiped his hotel key card and slowly pushed the weighty door open. The reception room was in darkness, which didn't surprise him, because half an hour earlier he left the Komoto sisters fully occupied in the main bedroom. He had been to Aiko Yamada's room to finalize the plans for the evening and check that her father had approved their target's vital statistics.

He, Aiko, Masumi and Sakkara, were in Tokyo to entrap three girls who had been spotted by the sisters earlier in the week. They had the approval of Professor Yamada, so it was now up to them to deal with the first pair of targets later in the evening.

Two of the girls in question were sisters and were apparently within the correct 18 to 21 age range. The target's height and body shapes were also judged to be within the parameters set down by the technicians on Folito Island.

The modification process, which the Tanaka brothers, Hiroto and BJ, had planned for them, was a delicate process. The age and size of the subjects was of the utmost importance. Both brothers had their own shopping list and the team never knew if the girl would go to the island, or end up in Hiroto's laboratories in Tokyo.

Once they had located the sisters at the Southern Star Hotel, they booked two rooms there, three days earlier, so they could keep an eye on the targets more easily. Sakkara and Masumi, had then set about befriending them, which thankfully, had proved an easy task. The girls were of a similar age and the British youngsters were alone in the city, so they hit it off straight away.

Takumi's plan was to get them to a suitable location, a nightclub, snatch them and then whisk them away to the docks, where a preparation team would be waiting to process them. The technicians would take over and the girls would then be caged and made ready for transportation. They would either go to the laboratories on Folito Island, just off the coast of mainland Japan, or we whisked away to a laboratory in Tokyo.

Takumi entered the dark hotel room and, in the darkness, could just make out his surroundings and the shape of the furniture. He was a cautious man and always took care when entering and leaving rooms, just in case someone jumped out from the shadows and leapt on him. In their business that was always possible!

He cautiously crossed the room and entered the dark bedroom, before pausing to switch the light on. He wasn't sure what to expect, but finding Sakkara and her sister Masumi naked, bound and gagged, definitely hadn't crossed his radar.

He had earlier hired a white van, ready to transport their victims to the docks and then visited an S&M store, where he purchased extra restraints, which they were going to need to fetter their captives.

When he returned to his room after his shopping trip, the Komoto sisters were desperate to see all the 'toys' that he bought. Sakkara, the dominant sister, insisted on trying out the restraints on Masumi, who was the submissive in their weird relationship. He flatly refused at first, because he wanted them to concentrate on the job in hand, but as they needed to kill some time he finally relented and left them to it.

They were a pair of devils and since arriving at the hotel, they had been constantly demanding his attention and flirting with him. His reasoning was that the bondage items would keep them happy and occupied while he chatted with Aiko about the plans for the evening.

He was relieved to leave them, otherwise he was afraid he would get distracted from the task in hand. It was Aiko's decision to bring the girls on the trip, because she had used them to great success. They were a fun pair and had always been able to befriend the various targets that BJ had chosen to abduct.

He had had the hots for the girls ever since they came to live on Folito Island with BJ. Until now, he had somehow avoided fucking either of them, despite their constant flirting with him. He knew that they were distantly related to BJ, so he had had to resist the urge on many occasions.

He had only been gone half an hour to chat with Aiko about the evening arrangements and was now flabbergasted to find both girls naked and restrained in the centre of the king-size bed. They were both wearing rubber ball gags, which were pulled deep into their mouths, while the tight chains that held them there, were padlocked at the nape of their necks.

They had donned two identical red wigs, which the girls had bought for their night out, obviously trying to confuse him and hide their identity. After climbing onto the bed, knees spread, butt in the air, they had pushed their hands between their legs and somehow managed to handcuff their wrists to their ankles, totally disabling themselves.

From the back, their hunched slim bodies and bulbous butt cheeks were almost identical, from the ridiculous wigs, all the way down, past their thrusting buttocks, to their smooth labia. The girls had rather cunningly shaved their pussies to make it even more difficult for him to know which one was which.

Both had prominent rolling lips, but one had a thicker line of clitoral flesh; and to make matters worse, the girls were highly excited. Their lips were glistening with pussy cream and their minor flaps were parted, revealing juicy entrances that cried out to be speared. Above their delectable sex, two puckered anuses stared at him, like a pair of squinting eyes.

Sakkara, the dominant one, had jet black hair, while her sister was blonde. He knew another way to tell them apart without turning them over, or removing their wigs. Sakkara's tits were small, while her younger sisters were much larger, probably a full hand. He lent over them, slipped his arms around their giggling bodies and after cupping each girl's breasts knew which was which.

"Okay girls, where are the keys," he asked, looking around the bedroom.

He walked around the bed, giving all the ledges a cursory glance, but there was no sign of them anywhere. The sight of two nubile asses and their protuberant sex, would normally be too tempting a treat for Takumi to resist, but he still held back because of their association with his boss BJ. There was also Aiko to consider, who would definitely frown upon him shafting either of the girls.

His bag of BDSM purchases was lying beside the bed, so he sorted through it and pulled out a wicked looking leather, three fingered tawse. Returning to the bed, he pulled the girls toward him, so that their toes, fingers and butts were slightly proud of the high mattress.

"One more chance girls," he warned "Where are the keys?"

The only response was another bout of giggles. Thwatt! Thwatt!

"Muuuuuuumph!" The girls cried out in unison, clearly surprised by the strength of the blows.

The girls were going to a party with their intended victims later that night, wearing Japanese schoolgirl outfits. After putting the uniforms on earlier to tease him, they showed him that the short skirts only just covered their panties. So, he had to be careful not to leave any marks below their panty lines. However, having seen the large pants, he knew he have a reasonable amount of ass flesh to play with.

He raised the tawse again and delivered a fierce blow to each of their twitching asses on the angle, so the fingers lashed their bulging lips. Thwatt! Thwatt!

"Neeeiiiiiiii!" The girl squealed in genuine pain.

Their tight asses began to bob like crazy in an attempt to relieve the fire his blows were no doubt causing. After two strokes each, there was still no signal from them that they were about to give up the keys.

The sight of their pouting orifices left him with little option but to spear one, or both of them, but which one should he choose first?

"Girls, tell me where the keys are!"

His dominant tone had little effect and they both shook their heads.

"If I fuck one of you, will you tell me?"

Again, they shook their heads. He had to do something with them, just in case Aiko came to his room and caught them with their asses in the air. She would definitely blame him and threaten him with telling BJ.

"What about if I spear you both?"

They both nodded. He threw the tawse on the floor and began removing his trousers.

He would play their saucy game, he decided, because he was rock hard and they were effectively consenting to have sex. Besides, he didn't have much choice, because he still had to finalize the plans for the evening with them. He released his cock and then placed his hands on Masumi's lower slopes and ran his thumbs down and between her large lips, gathering cream as he went.

She was only 19 and it would drive Sakkara crazy if he fucked her younger, submissive sister first. He knew the girls regularly played together and often included men in their erotic games, but Sakkara was always the dominant force.

"I think that this ass is not as fat as the other one!" he said in an extremely serious voice, while prising the teenager's portal open.

"Muuuuumph!" Protested the older sister, while Masumi, who he was about to spear, began to purr.

He lifted her hips, so that her juicy orifice was dead in line with his straining erection, and then leant forward, so that his cock plunged straight into her hot, hungry quim. Her orifice greedily gobbled up Takumi's full 9" boner, enabling him to slam into her shapely ass, thrust after powerful thrust.

"Muuuuuuumph!" Sakkara continued to protest, while her sister bucked and jerked her way through multiple orgasms.

Takumi reluctantly withdrew his cock, from its juicy prison before he came. He moved sideways to tease Sakkara's pussy, by sliding his crown up and down her cleft. He placed his thumbs between her twin rolls, prised her tender folds apart and eased his dick into her fleshy whirlpool.

The girl wiggled her butt, desperate to be speared. He was frantic to reach his own peak, so he drove his granite-hard shaft into the girl's tight, succulent quim, with as much force as his hips could muster.

"Uhhhhhhhhh!" Sighed Sakkara in muffled tones.

Takumi clasped her shapely hips and piston fucked her until he released pulse after pulse of hot . He withdrew and looked at his watch. It was 7 pm and the girls were supposed to meet their targets at 9 pm.

"Where are the keys Sakkara?" he asked in a stern tone.

The girls giggled again and then simply opened their fists, allowing the keys to tumble out of their hands onto the bed covers. He grabbed the keys and opened Masumi's cuffs first. Once her hands were free, she rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed, enabling him to reach round and unlock her ball gag.

"Thank you, sir," she gasped, wiping her mouth with the back of one hand and grabbing his flaccid cock with the other.

Before he could react, the teenager had slipped off the edge of the bed and dropped to her knees. Surprised by her quick movement, he grabbed her wig, which came away in his hand. In a flash, she had his cock between her eager lips and begun to lollypop his stiffening member.

"Masumi...!" he grabbed her shock of blonde hair and gave her a couple of minutes to clean him, before pulling her up. "Enough!" he scolded the grinning girl. "Release your sister, before Aiko catches you fooling around!"

The mention of Aiko's name, changed her expression and she jumped up to grab the other set of keys. He watched her naked, slim body scramble onto the bed to release her sister and decided that she was the more beautiful of the two.

He was not only attracted to her natural, strawberry blonde hair, but to her oval face and huge hazel eyes. Her sister had a stereotypical Japanese appearance with narrower bright green eyes and a heart shaped chin, while Masumi's chin was rounder and less prominent. Both girls had beautiful full, wide lips and strong noses, but it was the fair headed girl's eyes that captivated him.

A knock on the door snapped him out of his contemplations. He grabbed his crumpled chinos and pulled them on.

"Quick, that'll be Aiko," he said, beginning to flap. "Get back into your schoolgirl outfits before she catches you undressed."

He rushed from the bedroom, closed the door behind him, switched the reception room light on and then strode to the entrance door and pulled it open.

"Aiko, come in," he said, as the tall figure of his Mistress strode into the room, almost knocking him sideways.

She stopped when she had taken half a dozen steps and turned toward him.

She was clearly annoyed about something. "Tak, the girls aren't in their room!"

Aiko Yamada stood around 5'6" tall, but in her stilettos, she was a formidable figure. She was 29 years old and had an amazingly lithe figure, with wide hips and generous size jutting breasts. She was a latex freak and liked to wear rubber catsuits in the office and when she was at home. However, unusually, she was wearing a very sexy black taffeta mini dress.

Her anger showed in her blazing, emerald green eyes and her firmly set mouth. It was normally difficult to tell her mood, because her mouth turned up at the edges, suggesting she was in a happy mood, but that wasn't the case, as she stood there glaring at him.

Takumi was in awe of the woman, but when she was in a foul mood, with her jet-black hair flowing behind her and her fierce eyes glowering at him, he was usually in trouble. Takumi floundered for a moment, for he wasn't quite sure how to tell her that the sisters were in his bedroom, just recovering from being roundly fucked by him!

 

 

2. Aiko - Harsh punishment.

 

Aiko looked around the room suspiciously, immediately smelling a soft female scent in the still air of the hotel bedroom.

"I clearly told the girls to stay in their rooms. Have you seen them Takumi?" She asked, thrusting the question at him.

It was obvious to the dominatrix that her tall, dark haired assistant looked unsure on how to respond and was embarrassed about something.

"Er... Yes, Aiko, they came along to show me their party outfits," he replied hurriedly. "Then they went in the bedroom to fool around with the gear I bought earlier," he explained.

Aiko was furious and could smell a rat. She had deliberately kept him away from the girls, because of their frisky behaviour. Both sisters were over sexed, which for the purpose of finding suitable victims was handy, but a huge drawback when it came to getting her assistants, like Takumi, to concentrate on the job.

Takumi was in his late thirties and an extremely vain man. However, Aiko was attracted to the six-foot tall Tokyoite, because of his willingness to be manipulated by her. She discovered that the broad-shouldered, mild-mannered man, would do anything, in exchange for getting his hands, or mouth on her pussy. She enjoyed teasing him and berating him when the need arose.

He was slim and fit, wore his black hair short and had a well-tanned, pock marked face, while his narrow almond shaped, brown eyes and long prominent nose, were complemented with a wide sensual mouth.

Takumi was Hiroto Tanaka's lieutenant, while she was one of Jirou Tanaka's (BJ) lieutenants, and had joined for the mission, at the suggestion of the brothers. She had been put in charge of snatching the girls and there was no way she was going to let the Komoto sisters fuck it up!

Hiroto and BJ ran the Tanaka Tyre Company, with Hiroto based in Tokyo at the massive Tanaka Tower, while BJ lived on Folito Island, where most of the static sexual art exhibits (SSAs) were produced. The two girls they were after, would one day be developed and modified to either become a sales mannequin in the showroom, or fulfil one of their many customer orders.

Takumi visited the Island frequently and it was during those visits that Aiko had gradually groomed him into a willing submissive sex partner. She knew exactly what buttons to push and had gradually brought him to the point where he'd do anything she asked. Yes anything! The dominatrix believed that she had him totally under her control and had warned him to leave the sisters alone, but maybe...!

She knew the reputation of BJ's nieces and how they practiced extreme sadomasochistic acts on each other, as well as involving third parties, so she suspected something was going on in Takumi's bedroom.

She turned away from the perplexed expression on his face, strode over to the door and threw it open. Sakkara and Masumi were sitting on the pillows, at the head of the bed, dressed in their schoolgirl clothes, watching a program on the television.

"Turn that off!" she ordered, looking around the room, which was strewn with clothing and bondage items.

Two pairs of white cotton panties lay haphazardly near the bathroom doorway, almost certainly giving the game away. Takumi followed her into the room and peered over her shoulder to see the situation for himself.

Aiko moved to the end of the bed and glared at the girls, whose expressions turned from glee to contriteness. Her foot nudged something on the floor, which she discovered was a thick, 12" leather tawse. She picked it up and pointed to the girls.

"Slip down the bed, lift your knees up and let me see your posteriors!" she demanded.

"Yes Miss," they cried in unison.

The mischievous sisters worked their asses down the covers and then drew their knees up to their chests to display their bare asses and the smooth bulge of their tight labium folds. Each of the four cheeks displayed a patch of red bruising where the tawse had landed, suggesting that either the girls had beaten each other or Takumi had chastised them.

However, with her practiced eye, she spotted the puffiness of their tender, rolling lips and knew instantly that they had both been roundly fucked by Takumi. To have speared one was out of order, but to have fucked them both was unforgivable.

There were also tell-tale signs of his seed smeared on Sakkara's denuded Vulva and she could see the sticky substance beginning to ooze from the girl's fleshy orifice. Masumi was devoid of any stickiness but the tiny whirlpool of her vagina was saturated with her own juices.

"Both of you, slide down to the edge of the bed and pull your legs back so I can punish you both!" she demanded.

The girls didn't hesitate and in a flurry of red tartan and naked legs they were soon in position, on their backs, knees against their chests and their hand firmly gripping their ankles.

Aiko looked down at the girl's protuberant labia, with their distinctive deep clefts. She seethed at the appearance of the red patches on the upper slopes of their buttocks. Luckily the panties they were going to wear would cover the marks, but Takumi had stepped over the mark and had to be punished in some way.

Well there was only one place left for her to punish them, Aiko decided. She turned to look at Takumi, who was ogling the pair of cute pussies on display. It was the first time she had made the girls pose side by side and was surprised to see the differences. However, both of their lips were long and wide, so made an easy target for the leather tawse.

"Watch carefully Takumi," she said, laying the end of the tawse on Sakkara's prominent pussy. "This is the punishment for disobeying my order."

As she spoke the last word, she lifted her arm right up and brought the tawse crashing down onto Sakkara's puffy lips, with as much venom as she could muster. Thwatt!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrr!" Sakkara screamed, jack-knifing and rolling sideways, away from her sister, off the edge and crashing down in a heap beside the bed.

Aiko could hear the girl sobbing and thought that she'd probably think twice before allowing Takumi to fuck her again. She moved sideways and laid the tawse along Masumi's quivering labia.

"Er Aiko," Interjected Takumi. "Er...!"

Aiko, was aware of Takumi's crush on the blonde haired younger sister and, she thought, he had just shown his pathetic weakness for the fairer sex. Takumi knew that the girl was a masochist and that she was probably waiting expectantly for the blow to land on her most sensitive spot.

She paused and raised her eyebrows, urging him to explain.

"Sh... she'll probably enjoy it Aiko and besides it was partially my fault."

My god, thought Aiko, the man is spineless. She raised her arm and put even more vigour into the stroke than she had with Sakkara's. Thwatt!

"Muuuuuuuuuumph!" groaned Masumi, rolling from side to side.

Amazingly, the girl managed to hold onto her ankles and eventually return to her original position, but couldn't hide her sobs or her heaving chest. Even as Aiko watched, Masumi's lips turned from their usual delicate pink to an angry dark maroon. Aiko, satisfied that they would think twice next time, threw the tawse on the bed and waited for Sakkara to compose herself.

"Alright girls go and shower and when you're finished, we'll check out your outfits. Oh, and Sakkara, make sure you've gotten rid of Takumi's jiz. You don't want a sticky cunt when you're dancing at the club!"

"Yes Mam," Sakkara sang out as she rushed into the bathroom with her sister.

Aiko led the way back to the sitting room, where she sat herself down on the sofa.

"Takumi, you just couldn't keep your dick out of those little rascals," she admonished him. "I warned you about their proclivity for rutting with anyone in pants!"

It felt strange having to reprimand a man almost 10 years her senior, but he was Hiroto's man so she would probably relent when it came to punish him. Aiko was furious, but couldn't go too crazy with the girls in the adjoining room.

"I'm sorry Aiko, I shouldn't have fucked them," he conceded. "But they know just how to push my buttons and when I found them on my bed trussed up like two plucked turkeys, cunts thrusting between their thighs..."

"Uh! Spare me the details," Aiko said, scathingly. "What do we know about these two English girls?"

When the tall Tokyoite seated himself opposite from where she was sitting, she was pleased to see him embarrassed at being caught with his cock in BJ's favourite nieces! She knew that he feared the big man and would be even more amenable to her demands, less she tells BJ what had happened.

"Um, Mary the younger one became 18 last week and her sister Mandy is nearly 20." Takumi took four photographs from the folder and laid them on the table and then continued. "They lost their parents several years ago in a car crash and their only blood relative is an aunt living in Scotland. They came to Tokyo a week ago on holiday..."

Takumi droned on with more details of the girl's backgrounds, while Aiko studied the photographs that Sakkara had taken covertly, while in the English girl's hotel room.

Sakkara had managed to capture an image of them both wearing only white cotton panties. Then there was a better image taken on her mobile phone of them dressed in Japanese schoolgirl uniforms. The English girls had brought the uniforms with them with the aim of wearing them, while they celebrated Mary's 18^th birthday.

Both girls had long brown hair and similar large, smiling hazel eyes. The younger sister Mary, was very pretty about 5' 6" tall with a size, 6 petite figure, while her sister Mandy was the same height, a little heavier and less attractive.

The picture of Mary in her panties, revealed firm, nubile jutting half hand breasts, with richly coloured cherry-pip nipples, while her hips were nicely rounded and her thighs slim.

Her sister's tits were larger and fully developed, while her hourglass figure displayed a narrow waist, wide hips and perfect legs, with flawless parallel inner thighs.

She knew that BJ was pleased with their body shapes, dimensions and flawless complexions. Only the highest quality youngsters and precise criteria were acceptable to their scientists to enable them to coat the girls in living rubber or silicone.

The finished articles, whether they were Pony-girls, Puppy-girls, static displays or mobile models, were amazing creations. The displays were sold to their wealthy clients around the world, while the Puppies were used as pets and the Ponies were raced on the island.

In one hour, the Komoto sisters where going with the targets to the Crystal Maze Nightclub for the celebration. Later on, during the evening, the plan was for two of their young male assistants to befriend them on the dance floor and get them to the back of the building, where the hire van would be waiting to whisk them away.

The bedroom door opened and the sisters filed in. They stood with their hands behind their backs waiting for Aiko's approval. The hem of their red tartan skirts was just low enough to cover their panties, while their blouses were tight enough to display the peaks of their generous nubs, thrusting against their crisp, white semi-transparent cotton blouses.

Both Sakkara and Masumi looked very contrite, Aiko thought, while carefully studying the girls neatly combed hair and lightly applied makeup.

The girls had donned knee length white socks, black 3" stilettoes, and added a maroon bow tie, before donning their red wigs. Aiko glanced at the photos of the English girls in their outfits and satisfied herself that when the four girls were together, a casual observer wouldn't be able to distinguish between any of their outfits.

"Turn around and touch your toes, girls," she ordered.

The girls were no stranger to Aiko's order and were soon bent double, with their legs widely parted. Aiko studied both girl's rounded posteriors and the fig-like bulge at the apex of their shapely thighs.

The thin white cotton panties appeared to be about to burst at the seams, while their blazing red labia's, with their dark clefts, were clearly visible through the narrow strip of their stretched gussets.

Aiko was satisfied and considerably aroused by the sight of their tight asses in their white panties. Maybe, she thought, when the task was completed later that night, she might get the sisters into Takumi's room for a little more punishment. A glance at her older companion and the way he was studying their posteriors, told her that he would jump at the chance to thrash the girls again!

"Good, enough!" she exclaimed. "Off you go. You have your orders, keep them occupied and get them drunk. The boys will do the rest."

The girls jumped up, straightened their skirts, made a deep bow, and hurried out of the room.

Aiko stood up and took two steps toward Takumi, whose eyes were still glazed over, from studying the girl's bulging panties. She leant forward and grabbed his enormous, rock hard erection, through the thick material of his chinos.

"We have just enough time Takumi," She watched his eyes light up. "Before we have to go down to the nightclub to keep an eye on the girls."

Takumi rose from his seat and followed Aiko, dutifully to the bedroom.

 

 

3. Mary - White panties.

 

A knock on the door alerted Mary, who had just emerged from the shower. She was still drying herself and her sister Mandy was still enjoying the hot spray. So, she wrapped the towel around her body and skipped out to the sitting room to open the door.

"Hi!" she exclaimed, opening it wider to allow the Japanese sisters into the room. "Fab outfits Sakkara. They make you look younger than us!" she laughed.

"Are you kidding me?" gushed Masumi, cheekily. "You look every bit a virgin in yours!"

Mary burst out laughing. If only they knew about some of her conquests, she thought. The Komoto sisters followed her through into the bedroom and jumped onto the bed, almost in unison. Sakkara started to fish around inside her bag for something, while Masumi sat back against the bed head and drew her knees up, revealing a protuberant strip of white cotton between her thighs.

Mary couldn't help feeling a thrill at the prospect of also behaving in such a brazen manner, when she too was dressed in her uniform. The Japanese sisters were both extremely coquettish and she was hopeful that they would spend more time with them in their final week in Tokyo.

Mary dropped her towel and leant forward to pick up her panties from a pile of clothes on the bedcovers and noticed appreciative glances from both her new friends, making her blush a little.

Her 'A' cups were modest and taught, belying the fact that she had just turned 18, but her dark areolas and perky nipples, made up for the lack of volume. The teenager could tell that the Japanese sisters had a close relationship and wouldn't have been surprised to learn that they were lesbians. Fantasies abounded in her mind, but she put the thoughts aside to wait for another occasion.

Before leaving England to come on their Japanese holiday, she had sorted through her old school outfits and found enough items for them to both look like Japanese school girls, while clubbing in Tokyo. They had already worn them once to a club and now the birthday celebration was going to be the perfect opportunity to wear them again and have some more fun.

She and Mandy had met the Komoto sisters by the hotel pool and struck up a friendship quickly. The pretty Japanese girls had suggested going to the Crystal Maze Nightclub and when Mary told them about the school outfits, they insisted on copying their idea.

"You have a lovely body Mary," Masumi commented in perfect English.

Mary was just pulling her thin panties up her thighs, over her smooth vulva and pert globes, when her new friend complimented her. She thought that she was bottom heavy, mainly because of her modest breasts, but others disagreed.

"Thanks," she said wiggling her butt and fiddling with the elasticated edges to make the garment more comfortable between her legs. "They are a bit tight. It's been five, or six years since I wore them."

"They look fab on your butt, Mary," Sakkara said.

The material was so tight that the dimple of her cleft and the outline of her lips would easily be seen by anybody peering up her pleated skirt.

She rubbed the furrow. "If they were looser this wouldn't show."

"They're great, Mary. Don't worry," Masumi, reassured her.

The blonde teenager's interest pleased her and she immediately imagined her new friend examining her body at much closer quarters. Mandy appeared in the bathroom doorway, busy wrapping a towel round her hair. She spotted her new friend's smart costumes.

"Great outfits girls, what's the time?"

"Half past, we'd better get a move on," warned Mary, who was the bolder and bossier of the two sisters.

The four girls chatted together, while Mary and Mandy finished dressing and did their make-up. They eventually left the room, just a few minutes before 9 pm, giggling and laughing together, in anticipation of a fun night out.

Mary didn't notice the Japanese couple sitting in reception, who kept a close eye on the small group of friends, as they came through the lobby and gathered outside to hail a taxi. The youngsters also failed to notice that the couple hailed a taxi, which followed them all the way to the Crystal Maze Nightclub.

* * *

The nightclub, was an amazing venue, Mary thought, with mirrors on all the walls, ceiling and floors. The massive room was dark, with the occasional burst of dazzling lights, while heavy metal music reverberated around the busy auditorium.

Mary and Mandy noticed that most of the girls dancing at the club were wearing shorts, trousers or longer skirts, so they lingered around the edges of the reflective floor for a while. However, the teenagers soon realized that their new Japanese friends were attracting all the attention, after a group of boys began dancing around the brazen youngsters.

"Look Mandy," Mary said pointing at Masumi. "All the boys are staring at the floor!"

Most of the lads in the club had homed in on the Komoto sisters, for whenever the dance floor cleared a little, they could see that the girls were shamelessly flashing their tight panties for all to see. Once the English youngsters had had a few drinks, Mary and Mandy joined their friends on the dancefloor and were soon gyrating alongside Sakkara and Masumi.

After a while, they forgot all about their underwear, even though their perspiration and arousal, dampened the tight garments, turning them virtually transparent.

Mary was having the time of her life and eventually began dancing with one persistent young Jap lad, who took an interest in her. Eventually he made a sign that he wanted to buy her a drink, so she followed him to one of the booths. He sat her down and while he went to the bar to fetch her a cocktail, she noticed Mandy heading out through the back toward the toilets and exits with another tall young man.

"Here you are," the young Jap said, setting down the tall glass. "I'm Sho, what's your name?"

"Sho?" she giggled. "Mary, my names, Mary. Thanks for the drink."

She sipped her drink and took another glance round to see if Mandy had returned from the toilets. The Komoto sisters were still bouncing around the dance floor, but there was no sign of her sister.

The young Jap was wearing a white t-shirt with a picture of the pop group 'Clash' on it. He had spiked his black hair and she thought he was quite attractive, so when he made a move she readily allowed him to kiss her.

After a while, Mary could feel her head spinning, but the young Jap ignored her groggy state and slid his hand up her thigh, under her short skirt and cupped her damp pussy through her panties. He took a grip of her firm breast with his free hand and continued to aggressively kiss her. Even though Mary was feeling ill, she managed to push him away from her.

"I... I need the toilet," she stammered, as the room started spinning.

"Here, let me give you a hand," he said, taking hold of her arm.

The tall Jap, helped her to her feet and then escorted her to the exit swing doors, where he pushed his way through.

"Are you alright dear?" asked a well-spoken Japanese woman.

Mary was aware that a tall Japanese man and his female partner had followed them through the door and was helping the young man to keep her on her feet.

"I... I need... I feel sick...!" she stammered.

"You need some fresh air," the woman said. "Come let me give you a hand."

The elegant woman took hold of Mary's free arm and guided her past the toilet door to an emergency exit, which was open to allow cool air to flow into the night club.

"Wh... where's Mandy?" she asked shakily looking around, as they stepped down onto the pavement.

"I know where she is," said the woman, just as a white van pulled up in front of them.

Mary looked around and noticed that the young guy had disappeared and been replaced by the older Jap. She was weak and if it wasn't for the couple either side, supporting her, her legs would have given way and she would have fallen to the ground.

Her head seemed to be spinning in circles and when the side door of the van slid open, she was unable to stop them from bundling her into the dark interior.

The tall couple followed in behind her, the door slammed and the van pulled smoothly away from the kerb. Mary, now lying flat on her stomach, felt hands unfastening her skirt and then grabbing the waistband of her panties, before peeling them off her sweaty butt cheeks.

She tried to struggle, but they easily pulled the flimsy garment down her legs, before removing her socks and shoes.

Mary's final recollection, before blacking out, was being rolled over and having her blouse removed. Then nothing...