I put further pressure on his arm, causing him to cry out. I figured the pain might end up causing him to pass out. “You won’t be pressing anything. I don’t have time for racists. Heard it too often growing up. The fact you will racially abuse her, though. I think it’s about time someone proved you were nothing but a pathetic little man. So, apologise, or lose full use of your arm for the rest of your life. I have no doubt this is the one you use to stroke your pathetic little dick.”
He took a few deep breaths. “S-s-s-sorry, Hanako.”
“Sorry for what?” I asked, “Word for word, apologise for what you called her and what you said.”
“S-s-sorry for calling you a slanty-eyed Jap whore.” I heard the gasps from around the crowd. Hanako wiped her eyes. I knew hearing it again would hurt. “Sorry for saying you don’t belong in this country, that they should kick all you nips out, following by all the other gooks and wogs.” The small crowd had grown, and could hear every word. Universities were full of good people, willing to learn, generally with liberal, open-minded attitudes. They were going to be persona non grata after this. Once the heads of the university heard, they’d likely be chucked out.
“Anything else? How about apologising to everyone around here for being a racist piece of shit?”
I gripped his hair tighter. “Yes, yes! Sorry for being a racist piece of shit. I should be better than that. We all should be! Can you let go of my arm now?”
Part of me wanted to snap his entire arm into small little pieces, but I’d done what I needed to do. “Do you accept his apology, Hanako-chan?” I asked in Japanese, feeling plenty of eyes stare at me at using the language.
She gazed at me in a slight daze. “I accept the apology, Marko-san,” she replied in the same language.
I leaned down to Matt’s ear. “Rest assured, if I hear of you or anyone else around here abusing Hanako again, I will come back and finish the job. I just finished five years in Saudi on the edge of a fucking warzone. You do not want to fuck with me.” He didn’t need to know I’d worked in the oil industry, let him think I was a fucking nutter from the army or something.
Letting him go, he fell onto his side, walking towards Hanako, taking her in my arms. I felt her arms wrap around me tightly as I glanced around. “Okay, folks. Show’s over. And can someone ensure these three arseholes are dealt with please?”
I escorted Hanako all the way to her lecture hall. Word must have passed quickly as more than a few people stopped and stared as I walked by with her on my arm. Stopping at the door leading inside, she kissed my cheek. “I love you even more now,” she whispered.
“Did I do the right thing?” I wondered.
“Yes. Fuckwits like that deserve it. Thankfully, they are the exception, not the norm. Whatever the case, he would have learned his lesson. Hopefully.”
“I’ll be back to pick you up this afternoon.”
I’d only taken six steps out of the building before being stopped by the police. Thankfully, there was a large group of students still outside, and they practically closed ranks around me once I appeared. I thanked them but assured all of them that the police would treat the incident objectively and me fairly. Asking me to join them in one of their patrol cars, I answered a number of questions and was honest with them about the incident that led to the fracas outside.
Surprisingly, I was let out after answering their questions. The two coppers seemed to be grinning slightly. “From what we’ve already learned, they won’t be willing to press charges. There’s a good chance those young men have not only learned their lesson, but might find their previous attitudes will cost them dearly.”
“I would give my honest opinion, but I’m currently in uniform,” the other copper stated.
“I did the right thing?” I received shrugs but their faces suggested what they really thought.
“Where’d you learn that? From what we were told, you were lightning quick.”
“Saudi Arabia. Worked in the oil industry. Some of us decided to undergo a little training in the event shit hit the fan. A little training turned into all sorts of other things.”
They both nodded, understanding what I meant. “Okay, so this will obviously go in the file, and there is a chance they might change their mind.”
“If they do, so be it.”
They shook my hand, thanked me for my co-operation, and I wandered back to my car. I was stopped more than once by a student or two who actually thanked me for taking care of them. Apparently Hanako wasn’t the first to be abused, but apparently they’d intimidated anyone who wanted to report them.
It was only getting behind the wheel that I noticed my hands were shaking, the comedown after the boost of adrenaline. I noticed my knuckles and palm covered in a bit of blood, so headed back to the building to wash my hands. Only after that did I finally drive home.
I told Dad what happened. To say the old man approved would be an understatement. He demanded we sit there and I drink beer while I went through it, second by second. “So my son can fight?” he wondered.
“That’s the first time I’ve ever raised a fist in anger as an adult, Dad. I was always far too old to go intimidating anyone who bothered Hanako at school.”
“Ah, you’ve forgotten then. I remember when you were seventeen, and she was being teased at school. You went around to one of the parents houses and practically threatened to beat them all up if they didn’t stop. Receiving a call from them in return had me roaring with laughter, and your mother ever so proud of you standing up for your sister.”
“I don’t remember that.”
“You were fairly het up, Mark. Never seen you so angry. You see Hanako cry, oof, I pity the poor bastard responsible. You’ve always looked out for her, protected her. I see nothing has changed there.”
“It was the racism, Dad. That’s what really pissed me off. It’s the twenty-first century. Surely we should be beyond that shit now? I’m no bleeding heart lib, but at the end of the day, we’re all human.”
He sighed. “I know exactly what you mean. Noriko… it was worse when she arrived here with her parents, and as I said, when we married. Trust me, son, things are a hell of a lot better now than they were then.”
Picking Hanako up later that afternoon, there was practically a small crowd around her as she walked towards the car. She looked a little embarrassed as she stopped next to me. “University newspaper. They want to know who you are,” she whispered.
“Mystery stranger?”
“Most don’t actually know who you are.”
“Hmmm. Best I be honest. Could bite our arse otherwise.”
I introduced myself as her brother, explained why I involved myself, how I managed to take the three of them down myself, the name of the position I had Matt in where I could have snapped his arm into two pieces and ruined his shoulder, and what I had been doing for the past few years. I won’t say there was a collective swoon from the women, and even a few of the men, but the fact I said I was her brother certainly inflamed interest.
Getting behind the wheel, my sister was thankfully laughing away by the time we were on the main road home. “They’re going to bother me for your phone number intensely going forward. Millions of questions about my brother.”
“Just say I’m in a relationship with a beautiful young woman.”
She sighed, taking my hand. “This is one of those ‘it sucks we can’t tell anyone’ moments.”
“I’d have loved to tell them just then but we can’t take that chance.”
Mum heard all about it from my Dad, so by the time we got home, Mum told us to get changed as she was treating me to dinner, while Hanako needed cheering up as well. Dad was capable of going out, at least, though I did help him to and from the car, then to and from the restaurant. He was still a little weak but he was still getting better with every week.
Returning home, Mum gave me a very long hug before she went to bed, gazing at me with unabashed pride. She might not approve of violence, but she simply said I’d protected my sister and that’s the only thing that mattered. Dad just shook my hand and said he was proud, no matter what.
My sister was waiting for me in our bedroom, sitting in blue lingerie, stockings and heels. Her face lit up once I closed the door, pushing me back against it before she dropped to her knees. She was eager to get my cock out, my trousers and underwear quickly falling to the floor as her tongue licked up and down my shaft.
“Now you are my prince,” she said, smiling up at me, “My knight in shining armour.”
“I didn’t scare you, did I?” I asked softly.
“No. You heard what they said to me, Mark. I think you were remarkably restrained. I know what you’re like when it comes to me.”
“You’re my little sister, now my lover and girlfriend, and you will soon wear a wedding ring.”
“I can’t wait. Now, you just stand there while I suck this big, fat dick. And every drop of your cum is going down my throat.”
“Where has that little girl gone that I so fondly remember?”
“She’s now a young woman and deeply in love with her brother.”
Ever so slowly, she took more and more of my length in her mouth, her brown eyes always looking up into mine, looking delighted to be pleasing me in such a way. Caressing her face, running my fingers through her jet black hair, her head moved slowly as she was definitely teasing me, drawing out the blowjob, no doubt trying to edge me for as long as possible.
I had to put my head back against the door and groan. One hand gentle caressed and fondled my balls, the other squeezing one of my butt cheeks. I did wonder if she’d even slide a cheeky finger up my butt. Had it happen more than once with a previous lover. Wasn’t too bad. But the hand remained where it was, just gently squeezing, her head moving quicker as she stopped teasing and urged me on.
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I tried not to my hips too much, though eventually straightened as I felt my orgasm approaching. She could sense it, no doubt my desire to cum appearing in my eyes. That made her even more determined, feeling her nose bump into my body, and that made her stop. “I did it!” she exclaimed, before immediately resuming her blowjob.
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