Japanese Agreement
Copyright AussieGreg 2011

With my new business partner Thanh Ha (See here for why) I went to work. .I had a contact from my Dragon Business Women's Club Days, Yuri Ogowa and I hoped she was still contactable as she would be supplying the Japanese girls sent here on student visas and most importantly the Japanese clients. Any finance needed would come from my accounting clients trust accounts where profits were hidden from the Govt. and wives or husbands. I got on the phone and aster a few days arranged an interview.

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Well we had touched down after the 10 and a half hour flight from Melbourne to Narita Airport Tokyo a little tired as Thanh Ha had been very active on my cock under the flight blanket and my fingers still had the distinctive aroma of my 45 year old Chinese Vietnamese companion clinging to them. Plus she described in detail during the flight how she was going to fuck my partner Kit Nien and her daughter Cai.

A chauffeured car arranged for us by Yuri Ogowa took us to the Koenji Hotel at 2-5-1 Koenji Kita, Suginami.

So far, so good. At least my plan hadn't been rejected out of hand and Yuri was willing to listen.

And what a plan. It was based upon the internal struggle for control over the Dragon Business Women's Club between the woman who started it and held control in Hong Kong Hong Kong, Chinese Mei Ling, and Japanese Yuri who wanted to take over. I had been a friend of Mei Ling since she fleeced me of money in a street scam when she was 13 and had watched her empire grow over the years. Yuri I had only met a couple of times and it took some time for her to remember who I was.

The Dragon Business Women's Club catered to wealthy Asian Lesbians and Bi women from Japan to Indonesia, from the Philippines to Thailand and China. It operated on several levels: first as a legitimate classy club with a restaurant rivaling the Peninsula Hotel for these women enabling them to meet for both business and sex, providing an exclusive meeting place for businesswomen where they could. seal business deals, make contacts, obtain financial backing : second as a provider of totally real sexual entertainment such as the 4 hour deflowering of a Philippine 15 year old by 6 members who had bid for the right, or sex contests where the betting was strong and active: third as a place to meet women for sex: fourth as a place to settle disputes sexually; and fifth for those with real money as a provider of any sexual activity a person desired, such as providing every day to a rich Chinese 5 women who met her strict specifications, or the 10 women who performed a real cage fight knock out fight each week for a gambling duo, or even the 3monthly visit from the wife of one of Taiwan's richest wives who filmed real snuff videos.

The club i.e. Mei Ling with the help of the board owned and ran quite large legitimate clothing businesses with factories in Hong Kong, China, Thailand, Indonesia and the Philippines, but most of the real income came through the Asian sex trades. Mei was unusual in that she also had a large finger in the Asian sex internet pie usually dominated by European or USA interests. Her clothing business gave her an excellent cover for the Asia wide sex business she had.

Although Mei had the backing of Hong Kong, Singapore, Malaysia, Indonesia Vietnam and the lesser voting power of Laos and Cambodia Yuri had obtained the support of South Korea and Taiwan (both of whom had longstanding links with Japan) and the Philippines. Thailand remained independent under Darunee Sarawadee and China with its own long term aims circled like a predatory shark willing to support what it saw as its best long term chance of total control.

What I was suggesting was for Australia to replace Thailand and Vietnam as the destination for the large lucrative Japanese sex tourism industry, become a major voting power in the club and deliver its vote to Yuri and as a by product make me and of course to a lesser extent Than Ha rich.

What could I do to make Australia replace Thailand and Vietnam and the Philippines as the Japanese factory outing destination? In one word Thanh Ha and her restaurant/nightclub: The Golden Dragon and the infrastructure (hotels tourism) that Yuri would provide.

Why Thanh Ha? As a Mandarin Cantonese speaking Vietnamese who had worked in Japan as a maid and spoke Japanese she was irreplaceable. The Golden Dragon would be a centre for Japanese tourists with their ability to willingly pay high prices without haggling and without being worried about the food or disease or to put it politely being separated from their cash by con experts in Thailand or Vietnam. We would have the best of Asian women for them. Not just Thais in Thailand or Vietnamese in Vietnam or Filipinas in the Philippines. We would have a smorgasbord. Japanese, Vietnamese locals, Chinese illegals, local Filipinas and Thais. Performances and sex for the men and lesbian fucking, lesbian shows and catfights for the women. Thanh Ha was perfect with her fluent Japanese, Chinese Mandarin and Cantonese and Vietnamese and I as back up with my Filipina contacts. Ngoc, who had performed so well at the restaurant a week before would be the perfect trustworthy manageress. Because the restaurant would be Japanese tourist only and we were therefore not competing for the local market we would be under the radar of the local gangs and hassle free.

As with all my plans it was perfect on paper and in theory. I am still at a loss why so many fail.

The next day we were driven to the Kokeshiya Nightclub and ushered upstairs to meet Yuri. The now 8 year older 44 year old 5ft 2 32A 28 34 125lbs Japanese sat at her large desk, Head of Japanese operations of The Dragon Business Women's Club. A far cry from her previous existence as a Yukuzi mistress. I knew from hearsay that she was totally ruthless and willing to do anything to anyone to achieve her goal of overthrowing Mei Ling and taking total control of all Dragon Business Woman Club business.

She stood and her short tight skirt emphasized the power and size in her arse which although wide was flat firm and drum tight, and then Yuriko let it fall to the ground revealing her naked cunt above her short muscular legs surmounted by a matt of thick coarse hair no Asian should possess, truely the equal of any negress's bush. Above this wild mat of hair a tattooed dragon was surrounded by broken dying naked women. Throwing aside her white silk blouse her sturdy upper body that looked disproportionably long compared to her legs was revealed along with her 33B tits with their small nipples and almost non existent areola. The flat wide face of the Japanese with her thick coarse hair was smiling as she clapped her hands and a young naked gagged Korean was brought in and bent over the desk. As she was bent over the table Yuri attached a strap on to herself.

But not just any strapon. The shaft was covered with sandpaper and with out any preamble she drove it into the Korean and pounded her until the dildo was literally blood red. Her reputation was that she had an insatiable desire to "break" other women and publicly display her control over them. My eyes flicked to the wall. The rumour was true. Hanging on the wall was the skin of a rival whom she had fucked to death. She thanked us for coming and bowed politely but her eyes were ice cold, withou feeling.

"You had better have something better to offer than this Korean".

Have you ever felt you were batting out of your league? I had that feeling now. In spades and I hoped she had noticed I was Australian not Korean and a man not a woman.

"On the surface your proposal looks promising, but I need my daughters Sayaka and Katsuni to hear your details," and pressed a buzzer on her desk. Two young Japanese entered. The shorter one Katsuni was dressed cosplay style as a Sweet Lolita, known in Japan as ama-loli (ama rori?) in Japanese, Her pastel pink Shirley Temple cum Alice in Wonderland dress was heavily influenced by Victorian and Edwardian clothing and was covered with a cherry pattern and lace bows and ribbon emphasized the cuteness of the design. Her makeup was common throughout most Lolita styles; pink and pearl paired with a shade of bright nude-pink lipstick. On top of her head was a matching bonnet and she clutched a princess-like design bag in shaped like a strawberry.

She looked a little like this http://img3.lln.crunchyroll.com/i/spire2/607a79f40e371d88b147102ea888b27a1229728284_full.jpg

The taller, younger Sayaka was immaculate in a one off Paris designed and made business suit. Classical, elegant and like a super model except for the samurai sword slung over her shoulder Kill Bill 2 or The Hunted movie style.

"Why should we deal with you two? Now you've given us the idea we can just do it" Yuri said pleasantly in the same way a snake talks pleasantly to a mouse.

My mouth opened and my lips moved but no sound came out for the first 10 seconds but somehow I explained the need for Thanh Ha ability to deal with Chinese Vietnamese and Japanese and my accounting skills as being the essential ingredients. Questions followed and I quickly learned not to trust first impressions. Katsuni, the cosplay daughter had a mind like a steel trap and asked questions that caused me to quickly eliminate the what I thought were well concealed profit pockets I had established in the scheme. Sayaka on the other hand looked a million dollars but was an airhead with the attention span of a seven year old and was soon noisily forcing the Korean girl's head between her open legs.

Finally we came up with a deal. Not what I had hoped for but from an impartial viewpoint one that had Thanh Ha and me only slightly disadvantaged not financially raped. I took a deep breath. It was over and within time I would be a millionaire.

Then Yuri spoke, "There's one final thing", and paused.}

I had a sinking feeling in my guts….It was like waiting for the verdict in a 50 50 outcome murder trial.
"The Vietnamese must fight to prove she wants the deal"………

"Against Kozue Sakashita" and smiled. As did Katsuni and even Sayaka stopped pleasuring herself with the Korean and looked interested.

"She doesn't even have to win, just last 5 minutes"

Kozue entered the room and I felt sick in the stomach. I was so close and yet so far from being a millionaire. She was about 25 years old. Big, powerful and with the body of a man. In fact if it wasn't for the fact she was nude I would have bet she or it was a man.

My throat went dry again and time went into slow motion as I took in the sight of a trained fighting machine. The muscles, the lack of body fat, the scars, the tattoos, the blank expressionless eyes. My eyes locked onto her left hand. One, two, three. No fourth finger.

Yuri noticed. "I find it easier to take the finger debt before any failures. Its standard for my employees.
I tried to talk Thanh Ha out of it. Well maybe I tried a little until I thought it's just like a lottery. Maybe she will get lucky and last five minutes and still be able to run the restaurant.

The 5 ft 1 85 pounds 30A 25 30 figure pound Thanh Ha faced her Japanese opponent. . If you were straight forward you would say she was flat chested and scrawny. Her short black hair had streaks of grey, but was now transformed from the previous prison warder hairstyle into a layered pixie cut. Her round face now had stylish designer rather than her old large round glasses. Her business suit though not as expensive or as tailored as Sayaka's was still quality and to me emphasized her doll like qualities. She stepped out of her skirt and removed her camisole.

It was going to be like leading a lamb to the slaughter.

In that weird sense of honour Japanese have Kozue bowed deeply to Yuri and her daughters and then to Thanh Ha. Someone she was going to relentlessly mercilessly without feeling beat to a pulp in a few minutes.

As she bent low towards her Thanh Ha took a step forward, placed her hands behind the Japanese woman's head pulled her head down and drove her knee upward into her face.

"Uunghhhhhhhhhhhh" Kozue groaned above the sound of the gristle of her nose being splattered across her face. The lateral cartilage situated below the inferior margin of the nasal bone was immediately flattened and almost instantly swelling started under her eyes. The nose is supported by cartilage and by underlying bones. The paired nasal bones, the nasal process of the frontal bone, and the maxilla form a framework to support the cartilaginous skeleton. In this case not only was the damage cartilaginous, but also the nasal bones were fractured.

"UUUnghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," moaned Kozue again as Thanh Ha repeated the move. This time she missed the nose and smashed teeth and blood splattered the floor. The knee had done its damage as the jagged edges of the broken teeth had gone right through the Japanese woman's lower lip

One more time her knee went to work and the eye socket was fractured. It was an indirect orbital floor fracture or blowout fracture. The harder thick bony rim above the eye remained intact, but the paper thin floor of the eye socket cracked and ruptured into tiny fragments. A small hole in the floor of the eye socket trapped part of her eye muscle restricting movement in its socket. Most blowout fractures are caused by an impact to the front of the eye from something bigger than the eye opening, such as a baseball, a fist or an automobile dashboard or in this case the stocking clad knee of Thanh Ha.

Thanh Ha pulled Kozue upright by the hair. Her nose cartilage and surrounding bone structure was broken and already her eyes were swollen shut compounded by the blowout fracture, while her lips were badly cut by her teeth and pouring blood. Thanh Ha measured the distance spun and delivered a roundhouse spin kick.

I don't know whether you have seen those ads where they film the model in slow motion as she stands waist deep in the ocean or pool and flings her head backwards so her hair flails and whiplashes and droplets of water fly in perfect slow motion. I do over and over till the remote is worn out. Well anyway it looked like that to me as Thanh Ha's heel struck Kozue under her chin dislocating her jaw and snapping her head back, with droplets of blood replacing the water in my favourite ad and creating a nice abstract on the wall. Her mandible (lower jaw) was both out of place with the ligaments of the temporomandibular joint where the upper and lower jaw bones meet in front of your ears unable to restrict the lateral movement of the mandible and fractured in two places. She hit the ground unconscious and quivered once, then stiffened.

It had taken 15 seconds.

SWiishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Gurrrrrrrrrrrgle.

The swissh was Sayaka's 16th century 24 inch Katana sword leaving its scabbard. The other sound was my guts as I contemplated being sliced into fish food destined for Yokohama Harbour. Visions of movies where Japanese actors kept saying once the blade is drawn it must taste blood flashed before my eyes.

But Yuri placed a restraining arm on her daughter and said. "You two are the type of partner I like. Greg, you will stay here for a week or so and work out the Accounting aspects of our venture with the staff member I will send to Australia. Katsuni will work out the details with this Vietnamese regarding how many women and what facilities we will need in Australia and then she can go home and start recruiting and we will get the visas for the Japanese and Thais"

Somehow my quivering legs kept me upright and I mumbled how happy I was with the partnership as I watched Sayaka remove another finger from the still unconscious Kozue. I hope Kozue doesn't make many more mistakes or she will have trouble picking her nose or holding the straw she will need to eat with for the next few months I thought. I'm a sensitive person always worrying about others.