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Chapter 4: Wandering in the Demon Realm
(i)
Any female inherently possesses whorishness. It does not appear on the surface because it lies in decency, or is disturbed by upbringing. In short, it is a good face, and when this face disintegrates, the whorishness rises. The so-called whorishness of a woman is really the woman’s instinct to protect herself.
This is the state of your son now.
She can’t put on a single piece of clothing all day long, and she is not only tied up but also supervised in her bowel movements. In addition, she is not the only one, but is also subjected to the whims of Toshie, his mistress, and is not allowed to show any will of her own.
She was also humiliated to death in front of her lover, Michiya, who had deserted her husband and run away. And she feels excited when she is humiliated, exposing her scandalous image at the peak of her power.
What else does Guiko have to sustain herself after this level of depravity?
Even though there is no love anymore, there is no other way but to pander to her husband who still has a soft spot for her flesh. For a woman, being humiliated is not so much a problem as having a man to take care of her.
It is also true that after being humiliated in front of her lover, Michiya, Takako becomes almost a different person.
She showed a completely different attitude. This situation was probably unknown even to herself. What surged out of the depths of her flesh subconsciously caused her temperament to change completely.
Her flesh was more beautiful than ever, and could be said to emit a dazzling shine.
The flab disappears completely and the figure is slimmer. On the contrary breasts and ass are fuller. Every move is full of sexiness.
It really makes one doubt that this woman is the dean’s wife who used to have an elegant demeanor. Shizuhiko, who had personally brought about this change in her, could be said to love her even more passionately than before.
Almost every night, he brought them into his room and did what he could to play with them. However, Shizuhiko and Toshie used various props or drugs, so he himself did not consume much energy, but of course, Takako would not be able to stand it, and would inevitably lose weight.
But looking at the man’s eyes, the beautiful Takako’s tired expression and lazy demeanor for the desolation would instead generate even stronger lust.
“Let me rest… please, just rest…”
That night Takako was also attacked back and forth by the thick dildo and climaxed twice in a row, pleading non-stop.
“It’s just a warm-up exercise. It’s not like you can’t handle it by looking at your horny ass.”
Taking a slap on her ass, Takako wiggles her plump ass and cries.
Takako is hanging with her hands high in the air after being tied. She was stretched to the limit, so she could only stand on her toes. Because she was completely naked, her beautiful body was completely exposed.
It can also be described as a white snake. All the hair on the body is shaved to add to the strong impression. The only thing left is the black hair, which contrasts strongly with the snow-white body, creating an indescribably wonderful pattern.
Across from her was a large mirror. It was looking at herself in the mirror that she reached the absolute peak of her orgasm.
Now, Shizuhiko grabbed Takako’s hair from behind again and made the beautiful face square up to the mirror.
“Well? Still can’t get over Michiya?”
“I’ve already said I’ve long forgotten him.”
“You’re still lying. You were screaming Doyle’s name when you just let it out” Of course that was something that Shizuhiko had made up.
“No… I would never say anything like that… even if I was too keen…”
“It’s because of being so keen… that you speak from the heart. Hey, Min-chan.”
Shizuhiko pushed Takako’s head away to call his mistress.
Toshie is cleaning up the utensils used in torturing Takako.
“As if she didn’t cry enough, put a little more crying medicine on her.”
“Yes, as ordered.”
The mirror shines out of your son making a crying face.
“Don’t… I’ve…”
The look on her face says something about the awesomeness of crying pills.
“I’m going to squeeze all the nectar out of your body tonight.”
“Ah… spare me…”
The way she shook her head slightly and began to sob all exuded a strong flirtatious color.
(II)
“Spread your thighs.”
Jihiko used a whip on your son’s ass… in order to make it easy for Minjang to work.
“Ma’am, come on.”
“Heh… spare me…”
Takako cried and begged, but still spread her legs. Exposing the most mysterious part of a woman.
Toshie first touches the top of the slit, causing Takako to let out a sharp cry. Then smears along the petals to the depths.
“Don’t… ah… don’t…”
Takako’s legs trembled and she kept shaking her head and crying. That’s when Zihiko’s whip hit her ass again.
“Ma’am, it’s not that you don’t want it, it’s that you can’t stand the rush. Look here, it’s oozing such a lot of lust.”
Guiko screamed again, leaning her reddened lids against her dangling arms.
Minie applied a lot of medicine to the tightly closed chrysalis buds as well, not only on the outside, but also carefully in the holes that could be opened easily enough nowadays.
Your son’s cries became more distinct. The legs that were forced apart kept trembling, and the plump mounds of flesh began to squirm, the snow-white stomach undulating like the waves of the sea. The oil stains on her breasts emitted a sheen, and her protruding nipples seemed to tell of unbearable bitterness.
“Can’t take it!” Takako started shaking her head frantically, the potency of the drug was just too strong.
“Do something!”
Both eyebrows tilted up, smoldering eyes fixed on Zihiko’s face, beads of sweat trickling down from his heart.
“Minjang! Please…” had to ask her husband’s mistress for help. Min Gang just smiled at her.
“You have to say you like me.”
“Like you… it’s true.”
“It looks like it had to be said. So, love me?”
Takako hesitated more or less, but immediately nodded. Zihiko smiled broadly.
“Ma’am, you should know what people who love each other do when they’re together!”
“This…”
“Interesting, do it.”
Shizuhiko continuously whipped Takako’s ass with a leather whip. At this point Takako whimpered and threw her head back crying, but more or less managed to restrain the unbearable lust in her body.
Toshie strips off her clothes to become naked, her body just as wet for the lust that burns through her. Walking towards the place where she hanged Takako.
“Don’t run away, give your body to Minie.”
Ba! The whip hit Takako’s body, and as she couldn’t help but lean back, her upper body was wrapped around Toshie.
“Ah… don’t…”
“Ma’am, I love you.”
Toshie hugged Takako’s body tightly and rubbed her erect nipples against Takako’s.
“ah… uh…”
Immediately, Takako became intensely sexy. The drug traveled from her lower body to her entire body, and the sensations in every part of her body were very sensitive.
“How’s it going, ma’am?”
“Heh… Minjang, spare me.”
“Yo, look at you squinting and coming up for air, and you have to say that kind of stuff?”
The erect nipples jumped between the two men’s plump breasts.
Toshie suddenly hugged hard and tight, her breasts were crushed when her body was close together, while kissing on Takako’s sweaty snow-white neck.
“Ah… no!”
Takako shook her head breathlessly. Toshie’s lips gradually forced their way to Takako’s mouth. Takako’s breathing became more rapid, and her teeth clinked and clicked. But her eyes had lost their defiant color and were staring feebly into the void.
“Ma’am, I like you. It’s lovely…”
The lips of the two men came together. From Takako’s throat came a slight hum, before she gave up resisting altogether. The tip of her tongue was sucked over by Toshie, and Takako only half-closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. The sensuality grew stronger, and Takako’s elegant nose kept undulating as she breathed. The snow-white throat trembled along with it.
While kissing Takako passionately, Toshie moves her hands slowly downward. From the back to the waist, then hugging the ass.
Takako let out a dull whimper from her throat, frowning as if in pain.
Toshie’s pubic hair was now about three centimeters long after being shaved. What kind of stimulation would happen to a naked Takako’s lower body, not to mention the fact that Takako’s place was coated with an arousal-boosting drug.
Ignoring Takako’s reaction, Toshie slowly wiggles her ass so that the two of them rub their bottoms together. Toshie not only clutches her ass trying to escape, but also plays with her fingers on the chrysanthemum buds in her ass cleft.
It’s a fierce and unbeatable three-point offense.
The buds of flesh peeking out from the foreskin were rubbed by the hard pubic hair. The tongue was about to be paralyzed in Toshie’s mouth. Nipples were rubbed in Toshie’s hands.
Fingers broke the buds to enter, making the inside of the lower body even more turgid.
Takako rolled up her eyes, and the pleasure that made her die could not be expressed with her mouth, and the muscles of her whole body began to tense up, thus ascending to the pinnacle of pleasure.
(Senator)
Takako hung her head helplessly, her sweaty naked body swaying gently. Shizuhiko hugged her tightly from behind.
“Ah… I have…”
The words begging for mercy stayed in her mouth, and your son could only shake his head feebly. If she hadn’t been hoisted up, she wouldn’t have been able to stand there at all.
“You rotten woman, don’t you stand still.”
Zihiko squeezes a handful of Takako’s breasts, and Takako moans as she bares her teeth.
“Really, it’s no longer possible to…”
“Asshole, we haven’t even started the fun-seeking and you’re the only one feeling comfortable.”
“But…”
Shizuhiko leaves Takako’s body to get the whip.
“I’m going to make you stand still.”
While saying that, he used the leather whip to spank your son’s ass hard. It made a crisp sound and sweat flew away with it.
“I’ll stand still… don’t hit me…”
Guiko stomped her foot, and the iron refining made a tilting sound, and the flesh, barely standing on it, trembled and cried under the lash.
“Cry out loud.”
“Don’t… ah…” The whip struck the plump mound of flesh.
“It’s called a flavor change. It makes the flavor better later and the tightness restores the freshness.”
“I understand, so…”
After continuing to give the encouraging lash, Zihiko went back to Takako’s back. As he ran his fingers over the red whip marks, Takako wriggled her willow waist and cried.
“Spread your legs apart and don’t push on your ass.”
“Ah!”
Takako spread her legs. The mirror in front of her fully illuminated her shameful posture, but Takako had long since lost the power to feel shame.
Zihiko’s body leaned up hard.
“Umm…”
Shizuhiko clutched Takako’s thin waist from behind, her lower body thrusting upward, the developed path powerless to stop the invasion.
“Ah… it hurts…”
Taken against the top, Takako could barely land on her toes, shaking her breasts to struggle, but there was no resistance in such a position.
“It’s nice to pick that position once in a while, isn’t it?”
After entering even the root, Shizuhiko grabbed Takako’s breasts with both hands. The nipples were clamped with his fingers and his palms rubbed the breasts. Lips rubbed on the snow-white neck.
Takako once again came up for air and began to climb upwards. Eyes blindfolded lost focus, but her ass had begun to match Zihiko’s movements.
“Really… I’m dying…”
“Yeah? But it’s getting clamped down in here.”
Takako grunted and gritted her teeth and tilted her head back. As if giving all her body to Shizuhiko behind her, she began to wiggle her ass violently.
“Yeah, that’s the way to go.”
Zihiko let out a laugh grabbing Takako’s hair twisting her face around and kissing her scented lips.
“┅┅”
In doing so, Takako was on the verge of climbing to the top of her orgasm.
It turns out that Minue, who had gone to the bathroom to take a shower, happened to return to the bedroom. She’s as naked as she was a moment ago, but with a marvelous prop in her hand.
Takako, who turned her head when Zihiko’s mouth left, saw the prop in Minue’s hand.
“You must be unsatisfied after what you just did. So, just use this thing, okay?”
Seeing what Minue had in her hand, she didn’t need an explanation to know what it was.
(This…)
The chrysanthemum bud, occupied by her husband, was no longer capable of answering, only shaking her head gently.
Toshie skillfully mounted the props used by women for coitus on her own body.
“Ma’am, this thing won’t lose to your husband’s guy, will it?”
“Minie, give me a break.”
Zihiko shook her body behind her, and Takako couldn’t help but hum again.
“This… is too cruel to me…”
“Isn’t it natural for people who love each other to wish to be joined as one?”
“But…”
“Look, it’s wet, isn’t that evidence of wanting this place filled as well?”
It turned out that your son’s fiery emotions had flowed down to the roots of his helplessly parted thighs.
“Takako, kiss Toshie quickly and delicately ask for love.”
“This…”
“Come on!”
Takako made a shrill sound that almost ejaculated as she was shaken harder, crying out in submission to her husband’s mistress.
“Sandwiches are something that once you’ve had them, they’re said to be something you never forget.”
Toshie showed out a ravishing smile and cupped Takako’s cheeks with both hands and kissed them.
Shizuhiko picked up Takako from behind while spreading her thighs.
“Don’t… I’m scared…” Your son let out a baby-like cry.
Minue also said in an excited voice.
“It’s so nice to be connected to the Mrs. like this.”
“Three go to heaven together.”
“AH… No…” Your son screamed in agony as he was pinned back and forth by the two men and threw his head back.
Min Kang took the opportunity to kiss her snow white neck.
Shizuhiko caresses Toshie and Takako’s breasts as they press against each other.
“Minie, it’s about to start.”
“Yes…”
Encountering the back-and-forth rhythm of the two men, they make breakneck sounds, and the sexiness rises higher and higher.
“I can’t… I can’t…”
“Madam, kiss me too…”
The two women rubbed their mouths together hard. At this time, they also pushed each other’s lower bodies forward, making lewd noises.
(The conditioning of her can also be said to be over.)
Zihiko watched from behind as both women showed their insatiable desire to radiate what they had been holding back for so long.
(Wrecker)
The so-called end of conditioning means that you can give your son to someone else.
Shizuhiko has long planned to bring Takako to the auction at a perverted party to be held here in the hospital, but before that Takako must be made to sleep with a man.
That’s Kensaku Kosano, the chairman of the board of trustees of the Medical University, who is closely associated with this S Hospital.
Now he says he’s staying in room three-zero-three for a body check, but this man has always had a crush on the dean’s wife, and when he hears that Takako was captured and locked up in the basement after she eloped, he clamors to sleep with Takako.
Shizuhiko has little attachment to the wife who betrayed him, and promises Kozono “someday.”
The time to make your son taste all the humiliation and complete the conditioning was now, arguably, at its best.
Shizuhiko had thought about the proper time and place to offer your son to the councilor.
The grounds are too scenic, so they go looking for a secluded hotel, and Kosano likes Japanese-style construction.
“Ah, finally I get to sleep with Princess Takako.”
When he heard about Shizuhiko’s plan, the old Sano looked up excitedly and was very touched.
Kosano half-jokingly called Takako “Princess”, but before he became successful, he once visited Takako’s mother’s house and thought that she could be called a princess, not realizing that he would become a rich man soon afterward.
“In retrospect, I was in love with her before you were. As a result, you were like Cheng Biao Jin who took her love and waited until today to take my turn.”
Sayano’s face reddened to the top of his bald head, and he couldn’t help but laugh with delight.
“Change the atmosphere.”
That night, Shizuhiko takes Takako out of the hospital. It had been months since Takako had left the hospital.
Of course Takako had no way of knowing what kind of fate awaited her, only that she was going to be locked up in that hospital basement for the rest of her life, when she saw the outside world, she couldn’t help but shed tears of sadness.
When Shizuhiko saw Takako quietly wiping her tears with a handkerchief in the car, she felt more or less pity in her heart.
But for a sadistic pervert, the sense of anticipation far outweighs compassion for how Takako will react to the sight of hell that she never dreamed she would see.
To Takako, Kensaku Kosano was nothing more than a small businessman who used to come to the house in pursuit of money-making opportunities, and had shown her a lecherous attitude more than once or twice.
Because Shizuhiko knew about this situation, it must have been nice to see your son’s shock and woeful appearance when he told her to show her humiliated demented state in front of this man.
Just fantasizing about Takako crying frantically and being pressed underneath Kozono’s obese body, he couldn’t help but feel his crotch on fire.
Shizuhiko took Takako to the inn’s innermost room, a Japanese-style room but with crimson carpeting that gave off a sultry atmosphere.
“Being here will make your snowy skin even more remarkable.”
Shizuhiko said without a care in the world even in front of the maid who was leading the way, causing Takako’s face to begin to blush.
The maid, of course, knew what he was here for and exited the room after serving the wine and food.
“Does this look now feel like a secret rendezvous?”
Shizuhiko picked up her glass of wine to look at Takako. It’s not necessarily the red color that reflects the blanket, but it seems like the eyes that are excited are also showing a wet color.
“Strip down to just the long petticoat.”
“Yes…”
Takako put down the glass in her hand and stood up. The smell of French perfume reaches Zihiko’s place as she undresses.
“That look matches the atmosphere here.”
Zihiko took Takako in her arms and let her pour the wine. Reaching in from his chest, he played with his ample breasts, the tiny nipples already erect. Perhaps it was the two or three glasses of wine mouth-to-mouth or the exuberance of her faculties, but Takako’s heart was already damp with sweat.
But Zihiko didn’t lengthen her petticoat, she just stroked her breasts like this, leaving her last memories as the wife who was going to give it to someone else.
Shortly afterward, Shizuhiko asked Takako to stand up and lean against the room post, tying her protruding breasts from top to bottom. The feet in Japanese white socks were also tied up.
Takako hung her head and closed her mouth tightly as if she was afraid to show a moan. When she occasionally glanced at Zihiko, her moist gaze seemed to be urgently telling her something.
“Will the different locations warm up quickly?”
Shigehiko poked her finger in Takako’s face. She didn’t know the scene of hell that was about to unfold… It’s kind of pathetic.
“Darling…” Takako closed her eyes and extended her fragrant lips, and Shizuhiko couldn’t help but hug him tightly.
“I’m so happy…” murmured Takako, before plunging fully into the fiery kiss.
(Ng)
This kiss was the very kiss of Judas, the betrayer of Jesus.
With that, Shizuhiko left Takako behind and walked out of the room to where Kosano was waiting. Kosano, who had asked a woman to accompany him for a drink, immediately showed an expectant look when he saw Shizuhiko.
Zihiko silently sat down across from him and drank the wine the maid had poured in one gulp.
“It’s not at this juncture that you can’t give it up again, is it?”
“But you’re not wrong at all.”
“Hey, you can’t joke around and call me down at this point.”
The maid poured them wine on the side.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“Joking, of course, but not without lingering.”
“It’s no wonder that she was already beautiful and conditioned. But it’s only when you give her up to someone else that you can become a real man. To be able to really get the pleasure of a sadistic pervert.”
“But words can’t match actions.”
“There’s no use in you saying such things now, I’m going.” Kozono stood up.
“You can’t break it!”
“I won’t. It’s going to take something as horsey as me to make the princess shed tears of joy.”
“I’ll have a drink and be right there.”
“Well, there was talk of playing sandwiches.”
“A beautiful wife like that… I really don’t understand the heart of a man.”
The maid said with a sigh after Kozono left.
“I’m going to see what kind of face your son will make.”
The pity that had appeared in his heart a moment ago had by this time been replaced by desire.
Takako thought that her husband was going to the restroom and that her already hot body would have to wait for him to come back in order to be relieved, with great expectations.
However, all hopes were crushed at the sight of the man who opened the door and entered.
“Your son, it’s beautiful! Exactly like the person of my dreams.”
A large old man, Sayano murmured as he emitted a fire-like shine from his eyes.
Takako forgot to even scream because of her excessive shock.
“Ah! Darling…” The first words were a cry for help from her husband.
“It was the man you called who sold you to me. No, how about I make the final payment for your sin of eloping.”
Takako’s face was pale and her lips kept trembling with a hard-to-believe expression.
(The dream I just had was really empty…)
Teardrops fell on the pale face.
Kozono came to Takako.
“Is it because of a lover that you are this beautiful, or is it your husband’s conditioning that makes you this beautiful.”
Little Sano’s eyes look like they want to eat people.
“You can’t come over.”
Takako’s distaste for Kosono was very strong, but being tied to a room post she couldn’t hide, so she could only wriggle as hard as she could.
“Ah… this smell is unbearable.”
“Little Sano! Don’t you come over.”
“Heh heh heh heh, you still call me that, Princess Guizi you don’t want to forget that aura right to the end.”
Kozono’s hand ran a hand over Takako’s breasts, and Takako immediately screamed in misery.
“You can’t touch me.”
“Panic like that, what will you do later? I’ll strip you like this and touch you there if I like.”
Takako let out another squeal as Kosono lifted her long petticoat.
“Oh princess, you’re so much sexier than you used to be.”
Kosono said as he looked at Takako’s face that was flushed from humiliation.
“That time was when the princess was in high school, I think, and when I saw her in her uniform, I forgot who I was and wanted to rape…”
“Stop it!”
“That time, the Princess resisted too fiercely and couldn’t achieve her goal, but the feeling of touching soft flesh at that time is something I can never forget… It was also a great feeling of freshness at that time, but the skin I see now has a divine beauty… I’m glad I’ve lived to see this day…”
“How far will you go to humiliate me before you’re satisfied?”
Takako pulled out the last of her reserve and furrowed her beautiful brow.
“This is just the beginning, Princess.”
Hey, hey, hey, hey… Again, like the small businessmen who came and went in and out of your son’s house in those days, he put on a flattering smile. He knew that the more he put on a lowly attitude, the more he could increase your son’s humiliation.
“I heard from your husband that you’ve learned techniques that ordinary women can’t do… and that you make beautiful noises when you do that… that the princess who grew up in a hothouse had an ass hole that was…”
“Shut up!” Spit was sprayed onto Sano Jr.’s horny face.
Kosono slowly wipes the saliva from his nose with his sleeve.
“Being humiliated like this… I’d rather die!”
“It’s too soon to die. Soon you’ll be crying and saying you’re going to die.”
The way she took your son’s anger not at all to heart caused your son’s whole body to tremble while starting to sob.
“Great, just crying and being my toy is the perfect identity for a princess.”
Sayano licked her lips and grabbed the neckline of her long petticoat with both hands.
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Chapter 4: Wandering in the Demon Realm
(Luk)
Exposing her snow-white upper body.
Takako desperately twisted her head.
“It smells so good. And this smooth skin!” Kozono was excited with her face resting on Takako’s shoulder.
“Don’t! Don’t…”
Kozono doesn’t give a damn about Takako’s pain and licks and bites on one side. All the while leaving the upper and lower bound breasts exposed.
Caressing sweaty, plump breasts while rubbing at the nipples. Big mouth kisses from shoulder to snow-white neck, takes earlobe in mouth and bites gently.
“Don’t… Kojono… don’t!”
The man’s breath sprayed in his earholes, and Takako desperately bobbed her head and twisted her legs.
“I’ve been in love with you for a long time.”
Kosono mumbled like he was drunk. Grabbed Takako’s lower forehead with force so she couldn’t move.
Regardless of the fact that Takako screamed and pressed her mouth to the fragrant lips and sucked on them.
“Umm…”
Takako furrowed her beautiful eyebrows and made a humming sound from her nose.
“Princess, do you hate me?”
Kozono ran his hand over his mouth as Takako squeezed her eyes shut. The lipstick had come off from the forceful kiss earlier, and some of her hair was draped over her face, revealing a poignant beauty.
“Hate it if you want to. Being played at will by a man who hates to kill would be more fun for a sadistic woman, wouldn’t it?”
Takako desperately tried to hold back.
“From the look on your face right now, it’s impossible to imagine crying with joy and reaching orgasmic extinction.”
Kosono’s hands kept playing with the nipples.
“Princess, you hate me in your heart, but your body is honestly starting to show joy.”
Kozono teases as Takako’s nipples begin to harden and her breasts become more full of elasticity. Takako clenches her teeth, it’s all she can do now to not make any noise.
“It’s all over here, and it’s probably already dripping wet down there.”
Kozono lewdly touches Takako’s lower abdomen from her long petticoat.
“From what your husband tells me, you have a lot of nectar in your physique.”
“Ah…”
Takako couldn’t help but wail, and that was because Kosono pulled up the hem of her long petticoat and clipped the pulled-up hem to her thin belt. Inside was a red Japanese-style bib. The red color contrasted strongly with the snow-white socks.
“Heh heh heh heh, Red Bib, your husband really understands the male psyche. There’s not going to be another pair of boxers underneath.”
Takako couldn’t help but cry out as Kosono stroked her plump ass.
Kosono’s hand slowly unwrapped the red bib that had Takako’s body heat on it.
“Don’t… please… don’t…”
“Finally starting to beg? Probably afraid to let me see the shaved fur. But, this way I can get a good look at the princess there.”
“Ah…”
“That’s how you spit again.”
Kozono’s words crush Takako’s heart.
The red bib slipped off of Takako’s ass and thighs. Takako twisted her head to the limit and clenched her teeth to hold back the intense shame.
Because her feet were bound, it was impossible to cover them with her legs. Her mind seemed to be on fire, and she could only pray to God that the ground would crack and she would fall in.
But the truth is, exposing your breasts and snowy ass and being completely naked might lessen the humiliation.
“I see… no wonder…”
Kosono purposely made an exclamatory sound, knowing that it would make Takako even more upset. Unable to clench his thighs, trying to bend his body was blocked by the room post. There were only agonizing sobs at this point.
“This look is rather more suitable for the princess. The crack in the center is not a bit twisted, and it’s also more like the Princess’s…”
The mouthful of princesses stabbed at Takako’s heart like a knife.
“Such elegant things… and Jihiko…”
“You can spare me… If you want to treat me like a toy, hurry up!”
“Princess, that’s exactly what’s happening right now.”
“Ah… this…”
But Kozono immediately unleashed Takako’s greatest fear, which was to feel straight towards the center.
Takako’s frantic cries were like beautiful music to Kosano. Two fingers parted the slit, and the deep red part inside glowed with a moist sheen.
“Sano… don’t… let me go…”
“Haven’t really tasted this place yet. I taste the Princess while she appreciates my flavor.”
Kozono took off the kimono on her body and was naked inside. Something huge seemed to be pushing up the big sagging belly. Takako squealed and averted her eyes, her face immediately reddening to her neck.
“The only thing that’s good for the lower classes. It’s definitely not the same as a regular man, and will make the princess happy as hell.”
(G)
“For a long time, I’ve wanted to use this thing to make the Princess scream with pleasure.”
Compared to Takako’s snow-white, smooth body, Kosano was dark and fat.
Kosono removes Takako’s white stockings and also unties the ropes binding her feet. Immediately, Takako raises one leg to cover her exposed petals.
Kozono began to unbuckle his belt.
“Let each other appreciate what they looked like when they were born from their mother’s womb, and then join as one, Princess.”
Takako only shook her head and sobbed as if she no longer had the energy to struggle. It would have been nice to show a bit of reserve to the former small businessman, but she had been raised in a greenhouse and her body had been conditioned by Zihiko.
Undoing the belt, the front of the long petticoat parted completely, leaving nothing to hide your son’s flesh. With her snow-white stomach and vaguely visible petals, Kosono couldn’t help but feel in a trance.
Just as Kosono was obliviously rushing towards Takako’s flesh, the door was suddenly pushed open.
“Can I help you?” Zihiko walked in naked.
“Ah… you… are too much…”
As Takako cried out, Shizuhiko’s palm hit Takako’s face with a crisp sound.
“Since having sex with a man other than your husband, it’s not the same if two becomes three.”
Another slap made Takako stifle a loud cry.
“Let’s tie her to the table and examine her insides.”
“Good. Then have a glass of brotherly crossover wine on the princess’s belly.”
The dishes on the table moved to the tatami mats at the side of the room.
The slaps knocked the last of Takako’s breath out of her, that is, she didn’t struggle even when she was untied from her bindings, but just let out a mournful cry. The men pushed her down naked onto the table on her back.
The hands are tied high up on the corner of the table. Thighs are tied at the knees after the rope ends are also secured to the corner of the table.
Spreading her thighs Takako struggles but is easily pulled away into a supine riding position.
Takako has the appearance of a frog on an autopsy table. Because the table was so small, Takako’s head was hanging off the table and her hair was spread out on the tatami mat. Her naked stomach was undulating in an obscene way.
Shizuhiko motioned for Kosono to sit in the main seat and himself in the guest seat. Then he moved the sake dishes that had been moved to the tatami mats back to set them on your son’s stomach or heart.
“Let’s have a toast first.”
The two men raise their glasses. The dish vibrated slightly on Takako’s stomach. The feeling of humiliation made Takako’s snow-white belly gradually emit a sweaty sheen, making the two men feel even more pleasant. Kosano used chopsticks to pinch on the nipples, or poured wine into Takako’s bellybutton. Seeing Takako’s screams and distress was the best food for thought.
It didn’t take long for Kosono to move his position in the direction of Takako’s lower body, which was in full view of her pubic hair from the front.
“Face to face like this, and the wine is going to be too much.”
“Pour the wine on it, it’ll burn.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Please… save me… have mercy on me…” cried Guiko, shaking her black hair.
“That kind of thing is quickly forgotten and then waves in a beautiful voice.”
“Ah! …”
Takako’s straight legs begin to spasm. Because Kosono pours a few drops of wine in the cleft on the Venus hill. From there it goes around the half circumference of the female body in the manner of a natural groove. Starting from the lovely projection with beautiful petals, passing through the perineum to the chrysanthemum bud and then the buttock groove. The stimulation of the alcohol passes through the most mysterious and sensitive part of the woman’s flesh.
“ah… uh… no…”
Desperately shaking his head and crying as the scalded wine dripped on it.
“It squirms like a tongue there, and it’s nice to look at.”
Little Sano, who had been staring, suddenly shrunk his mouth and reached over to suck the wine that had run down.
“Ah…”
Takako’s toenails scraped and clicked on the tatami mat. An intense pleasure swept through her back and subconsciously wiggled her ass. That’s when the man’s mouth sucked even harder, as if it was trying to suck out all the internal organs.
“Ah…”
This time it was sucking with her mouth over the entire hole, and Takako rolled her eyes. Her snow-white stomach undulated lewdly, her ample breasts swayed from side to side, and she made annoying whimpering noises.
“Ah… no… spare me…”
As the man sucked, Takako moaned incessantly.
(H)
As Kosono’s mouth finally left, Takako hung her head helplessly, her whole body trembling as if her energy had been sucked out.
“Hmm, the sensitivity is better than expected. It’s rare that you’ve trained a princess to this level.”
The two men raised their glasses again.
“Now let her climb to the peak once first. Look at how sexy she is, and the shakti will reach it.”
Zihiko pulled the larger dildo out of the kit she had brought with her, cupped with protruding particles.
Kozono admires the prop that looks like a tree root for a while, then bursts out laughing.
“Can something like this be inserted for a princess? It’s bound to break, right?”
“I think it’s half and half with your guy.”
“Princess Guizi, can this thing go in?”
Stabbing Takako’s face with that thing, Takako rolls up her eyes and screams. Kosano moves that thing to Yukari’s throat and flips the electric switch.
“Oo… ouch…”
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, slowly approaching, coming… coming…”
“Don’t… don’t use that kind of thing!”
“So, it’s okay to use this thing I have?”
Takako twisted her reddened face around. The mucous membranes of the petals were already red from the alcohol, and though her mind was thinking not to, her body desperately wanted to appease that burning sensation, feeling that the electric dildo was moving too slowly.
“Heh heh heh heh, Princess, is your ass squirming for something?”
“Ah…”
The huge rod in Kosono’s hand slid over the sweaty heart, but then slowly worked its way up to the fleshy mounds of his breasts. The erect nipples began to tremble.
“Ah… you…”
“What’s up?”
“No… no…”
Takako gritted her large teeth to the point of khazi khazi.
“If there’s an urgent need for something down here, let’s give it to this side first.”
Shizuhiko grabbed Takako’s hair and turned it in her direction. Something loomed up from the center of the cross-legged sit, right next to Takako’s mouth.
“Ah… I don’t want to!”
“Don’t think that you can’t do such things in front of Mr. Kosano.”
“But… this… shames me!”
The glans rubbed against the corner of Takako’s mouth. There was a sense of anxiety in Takako’s cries, and her ass began to sway slightly. The huge dildo also came right up to her stomach.
“Jihiko-kun, it’s so wrong of you to let me use props while you use your own things… and in the mouth of the nobleman I aspire to be.”
“Then I’ll let her take that side a little faster when she’s in such a hurry.”
As the vibrations of the dildo came to the tense groin, Takako let out a bitter scream from her throat. The blood-red petals of the blood-filled bulge looked as if they were about to scream as well.
The prop in Kozono’s hand was still moving slowly. There were beads of sweat glowing belly hastily rising and falling, and the spasmodic look of the Venusian hills was more than lascivious, it could be said to be miserable.
On the other side there was Zihiko’s rod at the mouth of the non-stop crying Takako, trying to get inside whenever she had the chance.
The giant rod finally came to the base of his thighs. It kept moving around the area and came to a fountain of nectar that began to overflow with a strong flavor.
“Ah… don’t torture me.” Takako finally yelled obliviously.
The tip of the rod hovered over the petals in what appeared to be contact, not contact. The secret lips squirmed and squeezed out a large amount of mucus.
“How can someone who is a princess be so slutty.”
“Sano… please…”
“You’re going to call me Mr. Little Sano and want your thing inside me.”
Kosono made a motion of thrusting the vibrating thing seemingly into it, causing Takako to let out an expectant yelp and immediately retract it.
“AH… No…” Your son was already wiggling his ass hard against all odds.
“Just say it, and that will give you a taste of pleasure that you can’t get in this world.”
When the vibrating thing came close again, Takako couldn’t help but push up her ass to meet it. But when she missed, Takako began to bawl.
Besides, it was the last of your son’s resistance.
“K… Sano-san!”
Your son’s mouth sounded like he was spitting blood.
“I’ll listen to you no matter what, so… hurry up…”
Takako showed her snow-white teeth and wiggled her ass. When she felt the object begin to enter her body, Takako let out a sharp roar and passed out with a violent shudder throughout her body.
(Nine)
However, Takako was not allowed to maintain that blissful stupor. The dildo inserted deep inside your son stirred the peripheral nerves, forcing your son to wake up from his dream.
Wake up to a world on the border between hell and heaven.
“Spare me… spare me…”
Takako cries and pleads with Kosano. However, Little Sano skillfully manipulates the vibrating dildo in an attempt to push the crying and objecting Takako to the top again.
“Ah… I can’t… Kojono… sir…”
Takako let out a scream like a broken breath, while a tremor ran through the roots of her thighs, and her whole body contracted so as to spew hot nectar onto the dildo.
“This is the second ascension to heaven. This princess really makes people happy.”
Kozono wipes the beads of sweat from his forehead in satisfaction.
“Let’s change positions while we can, this side of the mouth is free.”
“Well, my dream has finally come true.”
Little Sano’s obese body came to where Zihiko was. Grabbing the hair and pulling up the beautiful lips that were still sighing, he pressed his big mouth up to it and rubbed his other hand over the sweaty, slippery, plump breasts.
“Umm… Umm…”
The base of her tongue had been paralyzed by the sucking, and Takako furrowed her brow and puckered her nostrils in an expression of distress, opening her hazel eyes and begging to be allowed to rest.
“Princess, that’s the deal, take what I have in your mouth properly.”
Takako turned her lids away, but something horse-like rubbed against her face.
“Spare me!”
Once again, Kosono grabbed the hair and flipped Takako’s face over.
“Umm… no!”
The horse-like rod rubbed against the tight lips.
Zihiko began to manipulate the dildo that had been inserted inside.
“Oops… don’t…”
Couldn’t help but let out a sad scream when the thing that swelled to the point of exploding plunged into his mouth.
“Ah… this is heaven.”
Kosono looked at Takako’s face with a trance-like expression.
Because her hair was grabbed by Kosono, her eyes tilted up at the corners of her eyes, and a bead of sweat on her forehead, Takako’s beauty was completely distorted. The beautiful nose had completely bulged.
Whenever Kosono’s body moved, Takako’s eyebrows furrowed in pain and her beautiful eyes showed a look of fear, causing Kosono to feel aroused.
“Come up and down and attack.”
As her body was shaken in this way, Takako began to emit a dull hum. Her wet stomach rose and fell like waves, and her erect nipples shook with her plump breasts.
While operating the dildo, Zihiko turned his body around so that Takako’s hands were free below the elbows to hold his rod.
At this time, your son has been completely a prop for men’s pleasure, and this prop, on the one hand, gives men pleasure and on the other hand, also gives herself pleasure.
“Chief Burial Officer, almost there. Are you done?”
“Okay.”
Kozono tilted his head and said.
“I can’t believe I can cum in the Princess’s mouth…”
Just as Takako reaches the peak after several times, her whole body spasms to the point of death, Kozono ejaculates the desire of many years into the depths of Takako’s throat. After Takako swallowed it, she shuddered as if she was still enjoying the afterglow, and passed out.
A temporary break.
Right on the coma’s sweaty stomach, the two started drinking again.
Kozono was so excited that the top of his head was also flushed and kept drinking, and he was stroking Takako’s body with his empty hand. It must have been quite satisfying.
“What a more than imaginable masterpiece.”
“But you haven’t touched the famous weapon yet.”
“No, you can tell by the way she clenches that prop. And the movement of her mouth and tongue, it’s all very skillful. Also, the way she was forced to do such a service and had herself humming sensuously and frowning and shaking her head was teachable.”
“You’re not going to offer me to let you have her.”
“I wish I could bring it up like that…”
“We’ll talk about this later. Because you’ve only used one place yet.”
(pick up)
Takako woke up with her hands tied behind her back, even though she was off the table.
Together, the two men carried Takako to the bathroom to wash her body. Takako curls up like a shrimp and lies prone on the bathroom’s rubber mat.
“This is the Princess’s anus. It’s been used many times, but it’s still unspeakably lovely.”
Kosano rubbed his fingers there with soap on them, causing Takako to whimper and cry. The feeling of elasticity inside the finger as it slid in made Kosano even more excited. When she thrusts hard, Takako wiggles her ass along with it, and clenches her fingers hard.
“I’ve had a colonic at home, so that’s how I can play with it. But, do you want another colonic?”
“No, I don’t like that. Just dunk it in a little soapy water for added slip.”
Take out the colonic device and fill it with two hundred sissies of soapy water.
“Ah… still want to do this to me…”
Takako visibly showed her pleasure at being abused, rubbing her face against the rubber mat.
“Satisfied with my approach, Princess?”
Turning the pipe nozzle made Takako shed another tear, and Kozono laughed out loud.
“Ah… Kojono… I want to die.”
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, look at the way you squint and gasp when you’re injecting…”
“Ah… Finish it faster!”
Takako lewdly wiggled her ass and cried. The princess’s reserve was no longer visible at all in her body, now it was just a perverted woman instead.
Kosono applied soap all over his restored erection. Using both hands, he pulled the two mounds of flesh of his ass apart.
The soapy-washed daisy buds squirmed as if in shock.
“I’m afraid… be gentle… little Sano…”
It was as if calling the man only by his last name like that made the man feel pleasure instead. It was as if Takako’s feeling of being abused was made stronger by the fact that such a man was raping her ass.
“Ah… it hurts… it’s impossible to enter!”
Takako’s body moved upward. Kosono holds onto Takako’s ass and thrusts hard.
“Ah…”
In that instant, Takako let out a cry and her hands tied behind her back clenched.
“Ouch…”
As it went deeper, Takako twisted her body upwards to escape. But that’s the end of it, as a stupefying pleasure arises after the immense pain.
As her body was shaken by Kosono, Takako let out a whimpering cry from her throat. At the same time, a gradual rise in pleasure trained by her husband was felt. To the extent that she could feel pleasure in her own flesh regardless of the object, Takako herself felt fear.
Takako’s face was suddenly pulled up. When she opened her hazel eyes, she saw Zihiko’s hot rod right in front of her eyes.
“It’s a shame to let this place sit idle.”
Stuffed up and down, in a maddening sense of fullness, Takako felt immense pleasure.
Both save energy in the bathroom. Because there will be brotherly intercourse later.
When he dragged Takako back to his room, Toshie was already waiting there.
“Min Jiang, you’re here just in time, do you want to join the three point attack?”
“Of course I will. But first I have something very important to report.”
“Is it about me?”
Shizuhiko asked as she sat down Takako who had her hands tied behind her back. This was all discussed beforehand, but Hopefully Point didn’t show any signs of making a scene.
“I’m ashamed of this…”
“What is it? Come on.”
“The prisoner in the basement instigated the nurses under my command to escape. It was my poor supervision…”
Before Toshie could finish her words, Takako raised her head and shouted.
“Is it Michiya?”
“It’s that man. Who helped him?”
“Takashima Tomoko. She was favored by Mr. Kodoshima like that and…”
“This man named Ayabe Michiya seems to be fond of eloping. After failing once to make a woman have the same fate, he immediately elopes again with another woman.”
Takako felt darkness before her eyes. The way her lips were trembling was pitiful. Shizuhiko squinted at her and said.
“But he’s got a pretty good knack for seducing young girls with a hood on and his hands and feet bound.”
“This…”
Minie matched his kiss with a skeptical expression.
“Having already seduced a married man, Guizi, before, is that man really something? Just one glance with his eyes and your body feels paralyzed?”
The sarcasm didn’t seem to fall on your son’s ears either.
Takako doesn’t think about whether or not Michiya, who escaped, has been recaptured, and if she manages to escape she calls the police about being able to get her out.
Takako was only exaggerating the thought that Michiya, who had loved each other like that, would run away with another woman. Even if that was the first step to saving her, it doesn’t forgive him for being with another woman.
She was abandoned.
She reveals that unsightly look and is abandoned, though of course, but it was Michiya who lured her to elope in the past.
Takako began to cry, her snow-white breasts rising and falling as she did.
Now she has no one to depend on. If she wants a dependent person, the only way is to turn herself into a bitch to ask for a husband.
“What’s wrong with you? Is it just that the man who has given up is still sad when he hears that he ran away with another woman?”
Shigehiko grabbed Takako’s shoulders and shook them. Takako’s pearly beauty with tears in her eyes jerked up to gaze at her husband.
“Darling… torture me… I’ll do anything… I’ll be your slave… that is, Mr. Kozano… any man can play with my body. Now torture me… make me forget everything…”
Takako fell to the ground crying after screaming like that. It was a surprise to the eyes of those who were planning it.
(concluded)