I awoke to the feel of some one sucking my hard cock. It was my liberator and once again I was free of restraints. We passed a pleasant morning and I eagerly agreed when my liberator suggested we go to the beach. When we arrived we parked and strolled over the dunes and down the beach and further away from the people toward a secluded little bay where the bush came right down almost to the waters edge

I had run up a huge debt gambling in Japan and my Boss called me into his office in Shinjuku. I was sure he would fire me but instead he said he knew a way I could repay my debts. I was relieved but nervous however I agreed to do what he told me as it seemed harmless enough. He knew I often went to a bar in Shinjuku Ni Chome dressed in my leathers and had occasionally been tied up by clients in the bar. He then gave me written instructions and a place and time.

I should have known better, the fat man grabbed me from behind and forced my arms out in front of me while his friend deftly roped my wrists together again palm to palm and then cinched them tightly handcuff style. He the tied a longer rope to my secured wrists and threw it over the branch of a tree As soon as I realised what they planned to do, I drew back and struggled but in vain as they both hauled on the free end of the rope lifting me completely off the ground and securing the rope to another branch leaving me suspended by my wrists with my toes just touching the cool grass. The fat man now stood before me again smiling at my predicament.