It was 1972, and I was very much about the women's liberation movement. I'd spent too long being controlled by someone else. Being told what, when, and how to do something by someone else. Correction. It wasn't just someone else. It was by my father. And I've had enough. We've been living in America for six years, and I'd gotten a taste for the freedom this land of dreams offered. And my father didn't like it.
“YURI!” my father bellowed. His voice echoing off the empty corridors of the house. I rolled my eyes, flipping my long black hair over my shoulder. I didn’t give a flying fuck what he had to say. I’m twenty-four years old, and I am done with him trying to control my life. In general, I am done with men, trying to dictate what I can and cannot do. And that’s exactly why I’m heading to this protest.
“We are so going to be dead.” Mayu whispered, casting a nervous glance behind us. I love this girl. She’s been my best friend since we could walk. But she needs to be more confident and fearless. “Fuck them. We are adults.” I scoff as I adjust my burgundy patent leather jacket that matched my mini skirt, cabbie hat, and thigh-high boots. My father hates these boots. He also hates that I wear mini skirts. Again I don’t care.
I felt sexy dressed like this, and I’m going to own my curvy-toned physique. Dad, and especially Shinobu, be damned. They don’t own me. Especially Shinobu. That fucker is never going to own me. Even if he seems to think he can broker a deal with my father to marry me. Like I would suddenly become a submissive and obedient wife.
I am the next boss of the Hatake clan. And soon as either my father steps down or dies, every one of these chauvinistic pricks is going to fall in line or taste my blade. I won’t take any of their shit when I’m in charge. “They can try to kill me, but it’ll be their blood on my blade.” I smirked, tugging my mousy friend out the front doors, making a beeline for my black Camaro.
“GET BACK HERE!” my father yelled from the doorway. “STOP HER!” he shouted to the guards that milled about our compound. They all jumped to attention and rushed for my car. One of the guards managed to grab Mayu, dragging her away. “Yūri! Don’t worry about me! Go! Hurry!” she yelled as her voice faded out as they dragged her inside. I slid behind the wheel before they could get me, slamming the door and locking it.
“IF EVEN A HAIR ON HER HEAD IS OUT OF PLACE WHEN I GET BACK, I WILL MURDER EVERY FUCKING ONE OF YOU! STARTING WITH YOU, FATHER!” I shouted through my open window as I started the car. My father didn’t look amused, staring with his usual hard expression on his face as he glared at me, arms folded. Some of them looked afraid, knowing my threat was to be taken seriously.
“Stop this nonsense, Yūri. Come back inside, put on something presentable, and we can discuss our marriage.” Shinobu commanded, slamming his palms on the hood of my car. That mother fucker. No one touches my car! “MOVE!” I commanded seconds before I slammed my foot onto the gas pedal. I didn’t leave him much choice. He either rolled away or would become roadkill. I preferred the latter if I was honest.
“YOU’RE PSYCHO!” Shinobu shouted as he waved a fist at me from the gravel driveway. “NO SHIT SHERLOCK!” I shouted back, giving him a middle finger as I slammed through the gates. “I’m sorry, love. I’ll make sure you get fixed up and any paint retouched from that nasty old gate. And you’ll get a good proper wash to rid you of his germs.” I cooed, stroking my car’s dashboard.
With the compound in my review, I turned up the radio. I bobbed my head as Alice Cooper’s voice sang out from my speakers. “Well, we got no class! And we got no principals! We ain't got no innocence! We can't even think of a word that rhymes!” I shouted out the lyrics. “School's out for summer! School's out forever! School's been blown to pieces!” I closed my eyes and released all the negative energy being near my father always brings.
I sped away from our clan’s compound and made my way into San Francisco proper. I’m supposed to be meeting up with Trevor and our group of friends. Trevor… now there’s a man I’m willing to spend my time with. Hooking up with him has been fantastic. Opened a whole new world. And it’s from that we formed our plan for today.
I smirked because I am the one that came up with the plan. Everyone else wanted to show up with posters and chants protesting this misogynistic crap. Roe vs. Wade was once again in the courts, and this decision will affect all women. So I will make sure that they understand my reproductive rights are in my control and mine alone.
I grinned as I pulled up to the brightly painted van Trevor’s friends drive. “Hey, babe!” Trevor shouted, giving me a dazzling smile. The sun was shining off his shoulder-length honey blonde hair, his green eyes sparkling with mischief that made my thighs clench in anticipation. And best of all, he was shirtless. This man was a god without his clothes—broad shoulders and lean muscles that I enjoyed licking.
I jumped out of the car and dashed for him, jumping, knowing he’d catch me in those strong arms. “Hey, there, sexy.” I smirked before my lips crashed into his. His hands slid under my miniskirt to grip my ass with a groan. “Fuck, you aren’t wearing underwear.” he moaned against my lips. “Well yeah. One less layer to worry about. Plus, you know I don’t like being restricted any more than legally necessary.” I grinned, licking his lips before untangling my legs from around his waist to stand.
“Hey there, beautiful.” Sebastian winked, bending, kissing my neck in greeting. He’s Trevor’s best friend and the total opposite. Where Trevor is the light, Sebastian is the darkness. Wavy black hair makes me think of clear summer nights, and his eyes are the fog rolling in through the bay. He wasn’t as muscular as Trevor, but he had a body made to be worshipped. And I won’t lie to you. I loved getting to worship them both, especially at the same time.
“Hey, handsome. You primed and ready for our ‘protest’?” I asked, letting my hand slide down his tight yellow tee to his just as tight black bell-bottoms to cup his cock. He groaned, grabbing my hair, tugging it, so I had to tilt my head up to his face. His lips crashed on mine in a searing dance between our tongues while I rubbed the front of his pants, pleased at how his cock hardened in response.
“For you, I’m always ready.” he winked before letting me go. I laughed, licking my lips as the rest of the group arrived. We had about ten of us that are willing to take part in this outrageous plan of mine. But we all agreed it would be fun and certainly wild to have an orgy on the front lawn of city hall. “Let’s do this.” I winked, dropping my jacket and hat in my car, walking with confidence to where we were going to protest.
Some protestors were already there with signs shouting slogans demanding that women’s voices are heard, and our freedoms are upheld. As we approached the crowd, I pulled my very tight red tee up over my head, letting it fall carelessly. Of course, I wasn’t wearing a bra. Why would it? They are horrid things that men designed. Fuck that. My breasts are not meant to be contained. I am not meant to be contained.
The others followed my lead, all of us putting ourselves on full display. All of us owning our bodies. Every flaw, every imperfection. We are all beautiful exactly as we are. The human body was not something to be ashamed of. Expressing physical attraction wasn’t something to be ashamed of. And just as a man should be free to fuck who he wants, so should a woman.
And so I did. We all did. It got hot and heavy pretty fast. We all knew it was going to get broken up. Public nudity was frowned on. And now we weren’t just naked. We had ourselves a hot, sweaty, and orgasmic orgy. It wasn’t just Trevor and Sebastian, who I was getting a taste of. By the time the police had arrived, hosing us down as we scrambled for our clothes, I’d gotten a lick of at least three of the other guys involved.
As I wiggled back into my miniskirt, I noticed a cop watching me. His eyes were on my tits, and they were dark. He liked what he saw. My eyes glanced at his groin, and oh yeah, he liked what he saw. Despite being born and raised in Japan, or maybe because I had been, I never favored men of my own nationality. But this cop was doing something to me.
My nipples were perking, wanting to say hello. My pussy wondered if he would cuff me and fuck me hard while he reads me my miranda rights. Judging by the bulge I saw in those dress blue slacks, I would be waving my right to remain silent. I smirked as I pulled my top back on, giving the cop a wink before Trevor took my elbow, and we ran for our cars.
We were all out of breath and horny between the orgy, the orgy getting interrupted, and then the adrenaline of running from the cops. Trevor pulled me against his glistening chest, our breathing ragged but practically in sync. “You want to come back to mine? Seb and I could finish what we started on the lawn back there.” his offer was delicious and tempting.
Any other day I would. Because right now, being in the middle of a Trevor/Sebastian sandwich made my pussy water with anticipation. But I also knew I had to go home. I couldn’t leave Mayu to deal with my dad or hers for long. Trevor frowned as if seeing what I was thinking. “She’s not coming, is she?” Sebastian asked as I felt his hard cock against my ass.
“I’m sorry, boys. You know I want to. Fuck I want to so bad. I’ll make it up to you soon. I promise. But Mayu sacrificed herself for my escape from my father’s evil clutches. And I need to go save her.” I sighed, leaning back to look up at Seb’s handsome face. “Mayu was going to actually come?” he questioned, arching an eyebrow.
“Of course she was. She was going to be out there with us.” I scoffed. “Babe. Mayu is still a virgin. She wouldn’t have joined an orgy.” Trevor shook his head. “Oh, she is not.” I rolled my eyes. “Fine, but she is a prude. You know we’ve offered to let us join, but she always says no and leaves the room.” Seb commented, rubbing my hips.
“Okay, so yes, that’s true. But I know she isn’t a virgin. And she’s not that much of a prude. She had a threesome with Hachiro and me. She prefers Japanese men.” I shrugged. “Yes, but you don’t.” Trevor smirked. “I still don’t buy it. Did she watch you and whoever is Hachiro screw?” Sebastian asked. “No, she was involved. She was the one getting fucked by Hachiro. I was there more for moral support since she was too timid to ask him for sex herself.” I shrugged.
“And how did you fit into this threesome?” Trevor asked, licking his lips. I know he finds the idea of me with other people hot. “Let’s just say Mayu has a talented tongue.” I winked, slipping out from between the men. They groaned in unison as I went to my car. “Bye, boys.” I wiggle my fingers at them as I get in my car and speed away. The sound of sirens closing in as I watched everyone pile into their cars and drove off in different directions.
****The Present**** I stifled a smile at the looks on their faces. They looked somewhere between shock and awe just at the tidbit my darling wife has told them. “Holy shit! Granny, you dirty, dirty girl!” Forrest laughed. “So that’s where Riko gets it. We assumed just from talking to you. But that… wow.” Elijah smirked. Riko was covering her face trying to hide her blush. Yūri, of course, laughed. “That’s well. It’s impressive.” Darius nodded. “You obviously have heard all this before.” he nodded at me. “Of course. I mean, I lived it. And once we were together, we didn’t keep secrets.” I shrugged. “Well, now we want to know all the secrets.” Forrest smirked. “Not the details! I don’t want the details.” Riko shook her head. Yūri scoffed at her. “Oh, Riko, sweetie. You know we have sex. I mean, if we didn’t, your mo
As I pulled into the compound, I spotted Hachiro waiting on the steps with his arms folded and his default blank expression on his face. I know he’s capable of other expressions. I’ve seen his face when he cums. Hard to forget that. And I’ll admit it’s hard to take him seriously anymore. Not that I took him seriously before.“Mistress…” he sighed, stone-cold brown eyes trailing over my outfit with disapproval. “Your father is furious. You made the news.” he gruffly commented. “Tell me something new. Father is always angry. And good. I’m glad we made the news. This is an important moment in history, and if even in a small way my actions can implement the change, I’m happy.” I shrugged, slinging my jacket over my shoulder as I walked past him.Hachiro muttered something under his
****The Present****“Wow! I mean… we knew you were a badass but wow!” Forrest stared at me gobsmacked. This boy is just adorable. “So what happened next? What did you do to your dad and Mayu’s dad?” Elijah questioned. “Did the clan end up splitting between those loyal to him and you?” Darius questioned. I laughed at how adorably curious they were.“You can’t expect me to spill all the tea in one sitting.” I laughed. “But I want to know what happened to my great grandfather.” Riko pouted. “Awe, cupcake. Patience is a virtue. Or should we remind you after your grandparents go to their hotel?” Elijah teased, kissing her neck. I chuckled at the blush that bloomed on her face.“Well, then we sh
It’d been three days since the orgy incident, and Captain McGuire dumped the Kitsune case on me. I was getting nowhere with the case. She hasn’t made a move, and I’ve yet to see a real pattern. Well beyond that, everyone she’s killed and most she’s attacked are criminals. But then there are people in the mix that have no criminal record and are the ones that don't want to talk to the cops about what happened.“UGH!” I groaned, leaning my head back to hit the wall behind my sofa. I rubbed my hands over my face and up into my hair, removing my top knot, my dark hair falling just past my chin. This is going to drive me crazy if I keep looking at it. I push the folder away on the coffee table and jump to my feet.“I need food. And a drink, or ten.” I sighed, sliding my feet into my black and white Adidas s
It’s been three days since my blowout with my father. Mayu, Hachiro, and I have been staying at the beach house. However, I’ve not spent much time there, having crashed with Trevor and Sebastian for a couple of days. It was fun and a good way to relax. Also, Trevor made the minor repairs to my baby after the whole crashing through the gate. And it lets Mayu and Hachiro have the place to themselves.Let them play house. It’ll be good for them. And me getting away from the compound was good for me. To get away from my father and the urge to slit his throat. My blade still thirsts for his blood. Kitsune still desires his head on a pike. But that needed to be thought through. I was planning my rebellion, gathering my followers.A number in the clan, especially of my generation, was more than willing to follow me instead of my father. I was out in
****The Present****“OKAY, I think that’s enough details.” Riko quickly announced, looking more than a little uncomfortable. She had stood up suddenly from the dining table—my poor granddaughter. For someone far from innocent or naive about intimacy, she’s still timid and reserved. I suppose that’s something she gets from her father.Her boyfriends, however, suffer from no such shyness. “What? But it was just getting good.” Forrest pouts. Yes, I said pouts. The boy is going to be twenty-one, and he’s pouting because he’s not getting the juicy details of the first time Yūri and I slept together. He’s an odd one but endearing in his own ways.“Forrest.” Riko rolled her eyes, smacking his shoulder. “Would you like me to call your grandmothers
When I’d woken my sex coma, I looked around the dark studio apartment. I was on the futon with a very naked and very tasty Hibiki. My thighs still ached from our fun, yet my core was craving more. When I went to move to try and wake him up for another round with a blow job, I knocked down a folder. It shouldn’t have caught my attention.I should have just given him the blow job. But instead, I glanced at the papers, and my breath caught in my throat. Carefully I moved off the futon and picked up the papers. This was a police file on me. I gulped as I glanced at his sleeping form. I knew sleeping with a cop was a bad idea. But I would never have imagined he was the cop chasing Kitsune.Knowing that he’s after me means I can’t see him again. I can’t risk him finding out I’m Kitsune. It was dangerous enough risking him fin
****The Present**** I could see the varied expressions on their faces. Darius remained stoic, unfazed by it all. Elijah had his eyebrows raised as high as they could as he looked at my wife with a new sense of either respect or fear or maybe both. Probably both. Forrest… that boy was smiling like a fool. He’s heard some of her tales from assassinations back in Japan, so he didn’t seem surprised at all. Riko, though, our sweet granddaughter, was pale. It is one thing to be aware of illegal and violent activities. Your mind can handle that. But it is quite another to hear the details and know you are not only sitting in a room with a killer but are of their blood. She’s said nothing we tell her would change her feelings about us. But that’s a hard promise to keep. “Riko?” Yūri frowned, reaching to try and hold our grandda
I don’t know who was more nervous as the three of us climbed into a cab to go to our hotel. I know it wasn’t me. I was as cool as a cucumber. I don’t mind my husband having sex with another woman. I certainly don’t mind it being Ivy, either. I wanted to ask some questions, but I knew it would worsen to ask questions in the cab.So I waited till we reached our suite. Ivy was leaning against the wall nervously, wringing her hands with her eyes down as if her black mary janes were the most fascinating thing on earth. Hibiki looked stiff and not ready to blow this girl’s mind kind of stiff. I sighed and sat on the bed, leaning back on my palms. “Okay, you two need to seriously relax. Ivy, have you changed your mind?” I asked her first.She's only grown into her beauty over the
**The Present***“So that’s it?” Forrest frowned as we sat in their living room. I chuckled. “Well, obviously, that’s not all there is. That is just how things ended with Takashi.” I shrugged. “Okay, but well, what happened after that?” Riko asked. The subject of our story was the only thing that seemed to draw her attention away from the shiny rock on her left ring finger.“Well, what do you want to know?” Yūri asked, cocking her head. We don’t mind talking about our lives, but we’d really rather talk about their future. About their plans. We knew the boys were going to propose. And after arriving yesterday for the engagement party, we got to hear all about the romantic proposal at the trellis where they had their first Christmas date and the
“LET ME OUT OF HERE! YURI IS GOING TO KILL YOU FOR THIS!” A very distinct and familiar voice was shouting. “Shut up Bitch!” a man banged his fist on a door. “Who’s that?” Ivy whispered. “Mayu. Yūri’s very pregnant best friend.” I whispered back. “Stay here.” I pointed to the spot she stood before going around the corner, firing three shots. Two headshots and the third man got hit in the shoulder. “Holy shit.” Ivy exclaimed. The guard I only winged fired a shot missing me by a couple of inches, hitting the wall instead. “Dude, I’m like six feet away, and you missed. Pathetic.” I scoffed and shot him in the chest. Let him die slowly. I shoved him out of the way from where he’d fallen to get the door. “Mayu! It's Hibiki! Stand back!” I shouted before busting off the door handle.
I’d been hoping maybe during these last six months, Takashi was going to give up. That he’d leave us alone knowing he’s dead if Yūri sees him. When we came back to the states, I was hoping maybe we could move forward. Get Yūri beyond her need for vengeance.But no. The mother fucker had to get Ivy and Violet involved. Yes, I’m pissed he also went after Mayu and Hachiro. They’d been living peacefully in Canada, and last we heard from them, Mayu was pregnant. So he is not only holding children hostage but a pregnant woman as well. New fucking low.Now I just want him dead. I don’t care how it happens. I don’t care if it’s me or Yūri who does it. But he’s going to die. And depending on how hurt the girls will depend on how badly he gets beaten up before finally dying. He doesn’t deserve a quic
Getting things in place at the warehouse took longer than I anticipated. We made sure there were plenty of traps. I doubt my father would come alone to face me. I wanted to make sure we kept my number of opponents limited. I wanted the old bastard. Be easier to kill him without anyone getting in the way.I had changed into my Kitsune black and red tight leather outfit, my double edge katana at my hip. “You’re still sure about this.” Hibiki asked. I smiled and pulled him into my by his shirt, kissing him hard.“Yes. I will end this tonight. I can control Kitsune’s blood lust. She’ll be satisfied with his death.” I assured, letting him go. “Now they're here, so buckle up.” I winked, pulling my Kitsune mask down at the sound of cars on the gravel outside. He sighed and nodded, his lips pressed into a thin
“I’ve been thinking...” Yūri sighed, tracing random designs into my chest as we lay snuggled in bed. “That sounds dangerous yet intriguing. What’s on your mind?” I smiled. “I want to visit Ivy and Violet. But to do that, we need to put a stop to my dad.” she sighed, shifting to straddle me.I’m not sure if this is the sort of conversation we should have with her sinfully tempting body on top of me. Yūri laughed and wiggled her round ass against my cock, making me groan. It’s really hard, yes, that’s an erection joke, to focus when my eyes can’t look away from her perfect tits.“Focus. Talk now. Sex later.” Yūri wagged a finger at me. “Easier said than done. You’re naked, straddling me with my dick nestled between your ass cheeks. Any idea how tempted I am to ba
**The Present***“Those mother fuckers!” Forrest exclaimed as Hibiki finished telling them about what happened in the hospital in Tulsa. “Pretty on par with their MO.” Elijah shrugged. “But it’s just crazy. Who does that? I mean, yes, I know, obviously my great grandfather. But still. Who but some comic book villain offers to pay someone off to leave someone and threatens their family if they don’t.” Riko sighed.“Sweetheart, your dad lied to you, stole your phone, broke up with us via text, kept everyone away from you till it all blew up in his face.” Darius reminded her. Riko sighed. “Yes, I know. And that was bullshit.” she frowned, folding her arms. “Also not totally unheard of. Did
***The Present***We’ve been so busy since Riko, and the boys arrived going to various events for Golden week that we haven’t had a chance to sit down and continue the story. But today, we will be able to. Today they are at our place, and I’m preparing a traditional tea ceremony just like my mother taught me.Right after they arrived, Yūri took Riko to go change into a traditional outfit. A particular outfit that she wanted to see if the boys would recognize. I had taken the boys to change as well. Forrest seemed the most hyper about it all.“Do you need some Ritalin or something? You’re really jittery. How much coffee have you had, Forrest?” I eyed him. “One cup. I’m just hyped. I have not gotten to participate in a tea ceremony before. And given your mother ran a tea
****The Present****Yūri has been all a-twitter since she woke up today. I know she's excited to see our granddaughter and her boyfriends. Especially as the boys have us curious because they texted us saying they wanted to talk but without Riko around. One of their most significant rules that makes their polyamorous relationship work is they don’t keep secrets.I can only think of one thing they’d want to talk to us about and keep as a secret. And it certainly isn’t for Riko's birthday that we’ll be celebrating during their visit. “Do you think they plan to propose? Will they do it here? During their visit?” Yūri asked as she bounced slightly in place as we waited at the airport.“I don’t know if they’d do it during this visit. Though if the boys do I&rsquo