Chapter 1: A Lawyer Recalls (historical)

Sunday Night, July 20, 2008 and Monday, July 21, 2008.

Master Bedroom of David Barnes, his Wife and Daughter

Three people were in their new large triangle-shaped bed, but one was not sleeping yet.

The new bed was being considered for the pilot of a new TV show that Ann owned a piece of. It was indeed shaped like a triangle. The proposed show was a comedy set 150 years in the future, a combination of the “Jetsons” meets “Three’s Company” which would push the limits of allowable bare skin on TV. They were not sure yet who would do who, but they would sleep in one bed and a marketing intern suggested a triangle. The idea was so stupid it caught fire so they actually built some. There was some discussion of trying a trapezoid-shaped bed next month.

The annual mid-July partnership meetings - the longest on record - finally wrapped up after a rare Sunday session with a number of critical issues addressed. Recently blown-up partners took up a lot of time. All of the issues did not go the way David Barnes wanted, but with more than 30 partners present, each of whom thought they were the smartest guy in the room who deserved the most money, it never did. As the partner-in-charge, David Barnes usually could use profit projections to sway minds, since they were in this for the money. But that didn’t always work, especially two weeks after seeing body parts of their partners strewn around the parking lot they all used. No culprit had been identified. Security issues were on every mind. Eventually all the issues were decided and each partner returned to his billable work.

One of the agenda items was agreement on a new and more expensive contract for the computer service firm. Sam talked constantly about the need for more extensive and expensive options. Now Barnes had to arrange for it to be wrapped up by the end of the month - only 10 days away. He hated deadlines, especially short deadlines. Well, hopefully this would be the last short deadline for awhile. Sam had played it straight when presenting terms. Before their last contract was signed, their disagreements were serious, which was the reason the previous contract was so short. Finally Barnes took the three contentious issues to the partners with firm price-tags, to let them decide. He lost on two of the three.

The partners had decided to remove one security hole relating to their convenient access to personal investment data, a few of the partners liked to play with their money, but the majority saw the real security flaw and voted for less convenient/more secure system for their money. This came after another security attack the Friday before the meeting.

They also saw the need for camera surveillance of the parking lot and the areas around the building, the hang-up was ownership of the images. Sam finally proposed a expensive solution. On both of these issues the partners sided with Sam’s advice over David’s frugality. Seeing body parts inspired a bit of extra caution. (No arrests yet due to a lack of leads, once the FBI knew they would never solve it they kicked it back to the local cops as soon as the news cycle ended.)

They did decline the very expensive line-by-line audit of their code. As promised, Sam included a strong disclaimer of liability to the contract. The disclaimer was a good one, written by a top lawyer someplace. Barnes wondered who, but that was a small issue.

Barnes had to stress to his partners that Sam was not trying to hold him up or leverage her company unfairly, security cost money and her prices for the audit were not extraordinary considering what had happened. Dead partners changed minds about ethical issues, even Judge Stern admitted his view had moved as long as they would own the videos. There were no surprises in the outline of the deal. Now that both sides finally agree on a contract for a year, with a second five-year contract for the camera operations. (Five years would amortize equipment costs.) All he had to do was get it in black and white and then seal the deal with his signature and his cock making Sam happy one night with whatever erotic theater she elected. That was why they paid him the big bucks.

But dollars were not David’s late night concern.

For the first time that last part - Sam’s proposal for sealing the deal - was giving David Barnes some pause.

In the past, Barnes had closed a few major deals with others using a model based on a closing ceremony he was exposed to early in his career, by some Japanese firms.

At his first closing with Sam, he thought he was going to hold the upper hand and fuck her as he willed. Wasn’t that normal? But given the skill she had shown him defending his firm, she held the power so he really had no choice but to do something he thought he would never do; he was asked to sodomize Sam’s ass with his own tongue. As he bent forward David thought it would be disgusting. He was wrong. She had prepared her ass with great care, including finishing her cleanse with fine scotch, so the experience turned out much better than he ever imagined. The evening was really an unforgettable pleasure. But those initial few moments of loathing and doubt after her initial request stayed with him.

For their second closing Sam asked for something more, a special rosy sweetener. Barnes brought his daughter Rose and all three enjoyed it when she participated sexually with both CEOs at the closing. It seemed that Rose was more experienced than David expected. That night David fell in lust with his own daughter, and she returned the favor. Sam went both ways and considered Rose a very sweet girl who deserved plenty of pleasure. It all turned out well because Rose was thrilled with the experience, she and Sam hit it off wonderfully. Even more fortunate, while getting ready for the meeting David opened himself to the profound joys of both physical and emotional love with his wonderful daughter. The truth was, Rose had been absent from his life for so long she was more like a beautiful stranger - one that he slept naked with - than a daughter. It helped that his current wife quickly grew attached to Rose. Ann was overjoyed with Rose’s increased participation in both business and, unexpectedly, the sexual part of their marriage.

When David and Rose prepared for the closing they ended Rose’s self-imposed sexual drought. She had given up on immature males her own age and only allowed herself the once-a-month law firm socials, where she spent the night with a mature lover who working for her father and strived to impress her. They were skilled, very considerate of her needs, and did the job to their limits. But once a month was really was not enough to satisfy her.

With her father Rose discovered both emotional and physical love better than she had ever known. David was also impressed. Ann, who had fewer desires these days, felt a weight had been lifted.

After that, Barnes found himself questioning whether he was prostituting his daughter while he was falling in love with her. Also, Barnes felt concerned about some of the things Sam said previously because of what they suggested about him and his Rose for this third closing.

Awake in their shared bed, thinking about the whole issue led David to reminisce about some of his past experiences with contract closings.

David would readily admit that his special method of closing a significant deal was not typical. It said more about him and his ego than it did about contracts and the Uniform Commercial Code. But then, his introduction of the service girls at the office and the wife exchanges at the monthly socials was also not typical. Both paid off well.

Early in his career as a lawyer David worked for a law firm that specialized in the entertainment industry. For one job he was attached, at a low level, to a complex Japanese contract dealing with a complicated multi-picture international distribution deal for everyplace except North America. They had to negotiate with the Japanese firm, the studios, and various individuals (directors and stars) with contractual rights regarding the movies, all with an eye toward the way the movies needed to be modified for different markets. It was a quagmire, many of his superiors were convinced that no deal was possible.

In these negotiations David acquired the nickname of the “Clever Gaijin” because he had a knack for finding mutually beneficial solutions to complex problems. His cleverness was noticed at the highest levels. When the negotiations concluded he was one of the six Americans invited to the “consummation ceremony” where the CEO of the Japanese firm and the lead partner of his law firm signed and celebrated the progress they had made together. A dozen male Japanese were on hand, all business people and lawyers who worked in teams. In the Japanese tradition every level of the firms was represented, symbolizing their importance to the group effort.

The event was held at a promotion center that was attached to the consulate, even if they were in LA it was Japanese soil. The events included sexual components and cultural values that were not politically correct even for the Reagan era.

The ceremony had three phases. The first was entertainment titled “Pleasure Victim” to set the mood and “engage the appetite” of the group. The second phase was the actual signing, where the leaders sealed the deal by sharing a woman as a symbol of their united progress. The third phase involved all the men bonding on behalf of their entire firm by sharing a woman jointly. Being selected to participate was a signal honor and a sign that a man’s efforts contributed to the success of both firms. Only men from the two firms were involved in the negotiations, and all participants were selected from the negotiators.

(Note: the Japanese ethic does not view a contract as a chance to screw the other firm and enrich yourself at their expense. Instead the philosophy is that “you grow stronger as your allies grow stronger.”)

For the first phase, a troupe of Japanese females performed a sexual show to arouse the audience. Two naked girls were bound in complicated, stressful positions using rough hemp ropes. The bondage was designed to highlight their private flesh to the men, so they could see clearly all that was being done. Then six other girls played sexually with the two bound “pleasure victims” in an obvious and explicit case of “to much” pleasure. One girl squirmed, moaned, and cried from the excess of stimulation to her pussy and breasts, her team did not let up when she seemed to go from ecstasy to agony and beyond until her body was clearly out-of-control with both feelings. The other girl was subject to cruel and painful sexual acts, like twisting her nipples and pulling her labials. Eventually weights suspended from delicate chains attached to the tender flesh and she was stimulated with intimate touches until she jerked her body in response, torturing herself while climaxing. (This was her speciality.) At the end of the performance the girls were unbound and the tormentors tended them with gentle kisses and caresses. The pleasure victims looked happy as Japanese schoolgirls when they walked through the room allowing the men could see and touch how the rough rope had chafed their tender flesh. The girls’ makeup was smeared by their tears, but the post-performance smiles and chatter seemed very sincere.

The very erotic bondage and active sexual excess, with the explicit lack of inhibition of the young, beautiful innocent-looking girls who accepted intense sensation for the pure viewing pleasure of the crowd, had every man in the room hard under his kimono by the end of the performance

Then came phase two, the actual signing of the contract. A young woman employed by the Japanese firm appeared. They all knew her as a translator, it was the only word used to address her. She sat in on meetings of every level, deferring to every man and keeping silent except when called upon. Her answers were short and precise, which David admired for her position. She was selected as “worthy” to the project so she was honored to serve the most important men with her body.

The Translator was attractive but not beautiful, she was always made up so David could not guess her age between 30 and 65. Her waist was not trim and her uneven breasts sagged. Still, her hair and makeup were perfect, and she was wearing body makeup including highlights for her genitals. She plainly knew what was coming. She calmly stood on the platform where she removed all her clothing as if she was alone in her bedroom. She had been stimulated beforehand, the moisture flowing in her hairless pussy gleamed in the light so all saw it. Once undressed she got on all fours, in profile to the room, taking a stiff pose making her body a simple table. The contract documents were placed on her back. There the two corporate leaders sat, shook hands, calmly signed the documents then exchanged gold bars, as a symbol of the prosperity which both firms would accrue from the contract. Once the exchange was complete and “the table” was cleared the woman went smoothly to her back and assumed the missionary position. A second woman, a lowly but attractive receptionist, came out, undressed, and knelt at an oblique angle. The two leaders opened their kimonos then stood with their backs to the Receptionist, who fastened the kimono hems in a raised, open position, with the leaders’ exposed for action. Once each kimono was secured the leader turned and used the Receptionist’s mouth harshly, stiffening and moistening their cocks. When both were ready the two leader alternated using the Translator’s pussy. Three times they each entered her and fucked for a time, until the third time when they each grunted loudly as they took their release.

During the act they took the occasion to discuss things with each other, including explicit talk of the pussy they were using, as if the woman had no more feelings than a piece of furniture. Negative comments about her looks were actually considered compliments, since an unattractive woman would only be used this way if she was very good at her job and deserved the honor. Tradition was for each to enter and enjoy the woman at least three separate times, taking their release inside her pussy or on her belly during their third turn. No consideration was given to the pleasure of either women.

Once the leaders had finished and had been cleaned up by the Receptionist the leaders presented the Translator and Receptionist with necklaces holding small gold charms, as symbols of their honorable service. Then the Japanese leader clapped his hand, signaling the third phase of the ceremony, “shared enjoyment.”

One or two of the men might be called out by the leaders to enjoy the Translator they had soiled as she remained posed where she was. The leaders would eat, drink, talk, if they were so moved, make use of the Translator again, either her pussy or her mouth. But the main focus now moved to the Receptionist servicing all the other men in the room with her body.

While no consideration was given to the the Translator’s looks, the Receptionist was one of the most attractive woman employed by the company. She worked at the front lobby desk providing directions to visitors, the Japanese knew that first impressions were critical.

The Receptionist went to a futon placed in the center of the room and assumed the doggy position. Meanwhile, all the remaining men disrobed then formed a semi-circle around the futon, close enough to touch her. One-at-a-time they moved behind the woman to use her in turn. The order was supposedly based on chance. The time allowed for each man was indicated using a small hourglass. Less time could be taken, some married men simply put their cock in once and then withdrew, honoring both the ceremony as well as their marriage. It was considered dishonorable for any man to discharge on the first round, any who did so merited derision and a demotion in rank.

After each man had been inside the Receptionist for his first time he resumed his seat to enjoy the food and drink that was served. Once the last man returned to his seat the leaders took note. Each called a toast and made a speech about how the negotiation had been a success and had enriched the two enterprises. The gold bars were held up as they spoke, the bars would be used to make “honor coins” presented to the attendees, obscene explicit “heads” and “tails” depictions of the Translator were used as the embossed images on the side of the coin. David Barnes still had his, he had it attached to a tie clip. He could not decide which side was more obscene so he flipped it over on a whim.

After the toast the formal part of the ceremony was concluded. At this point it was acceptable to leave. The Receptionist had a brief opportunity to refresh herself but then was expected to return to the futon and remain available to the men, for pussy or oral sex or both at once until the last man present had spilled the last of his cum. David learned that sometimes the finish was a shared bukake. Social conversation began; up to that point the entire ritual was silent, except for the leaders and the moans from the women.

At some point the Translator was dismissed. Sometimes she went home, other times she went to a leader’s bedroom to await more private uses during the night. Sometimes members of the “Pleasure Victim” troupe returned to participate in the party.

On the first round David was the third in line with the Receptionist. When he heard about the ritual he dreaded putting his cock in a messy pussy, but then he learned that cumming on your “first hourglass” (it was actually a little over three minutes) was dishonorable. In addition, the second guy in line “honored his wife” by taking only a single stroke, so when David stepped up and entered her body the Receptionist was juicy and had been opened, but her pussy was still tight and not messy at all. She felt very good on his cock. Her smile and her moans said that she was very happy with what he had and what he was doing with it. She was so good that he was barely able to withhold his climax before his time was up.