Transcripts of the abuse of a beautiful female investigator (2)

Author: Yuki Aoki Giant English Library Anthology 060

Transcript Key-In:Donning

Title II Arab investigators

Chapter 3: The Jedi Prince

（１）

Makuho Ikegami is called by the head of the Public Security Department of the Police Department, this time on a mission to protect the Crown Prince of Q, one of the Arab countries coming to Japan tomorrow.

“We have information that assassins hired by the opposition have arrived in Japan.”

Minister Inoki explains to Mameha. Yuichiro Ichise stands next to Mameha.

“Is this His Highness Shasamiya a marvelous and great man?”

“He’s going to marry Princess Liza after he returns home this time and inherit the position of king. As we all know, fifty percent of Japan’s crude oil is imported from Q, so not only do we have to protect His Highness, but we also have to treat him well. Just visiting Kyoto and Nara is still not enough.”

“This means…” asked Mameha.

“It is said that His Highness is very horny and especially interested in Thai baths.”

Inoki gave an exasperated look at Mameha and Ichise for a moment before continuing, “The fact that you two were asked to come has a lot to do with this, actually.”

This time, it was Ichise and Mameha’s turn to look at each other.

“Ikegami is to be a twenty-four hour bodyguard to protect His Highness. Sending female investigators is also a request from the other side. Even though they are lustful, they won’t make a move on the female investigator, right? In case of evil thoughts, you’ll try to politely avoid them.”

Listening from the sidelines, Ichise smiled a little and said, “I see, Minister, I’m here to protect Investigator Ikegami.”

“Nope, you’re going to be the tour guide for the night.”

“┅┅”

“The other person is a very important person. If you want to bring them, you have to go to the proper place. You are familiar in this area, aren’t you.”

“Yes, Minister, but the two of us are still too thin, aren’t we…”

“You needn’t worry about that. His Highness himself will bring capable bodyguards, and you disgraced yourself on your last mission, putting the Ikegami investigators in danger. You weren’t supposed to be part of this mission to protect the Crown Prince, but it was thought that you were the most skilled when it came to playing with women.”

“Oh, yes.”

Seeing Minister Inoki’s seriousness, Ichise had no choice but to lower his head, and Mameha couldn’t help but smile when she saw him in this situation.

It was eight o’clock in the evening when Mameha Ikegami returned to her apartment.

Park your car in the basement parking lot and take the elevator up to the ninth floor. Once you reach your room at the far end, look at the bottom of the door before opening it.

When he went out, he put very thin tape there every time. Seeing that the tape was intact, Mameha unlocked the door and walked into the room. Placing her purse on the couch in the living room, she prepared to go to the bathroom when a voice came from behind.

“You’re Mameha Ikegami, aren’t you.”

When he turned around in surprise, he saw a man with a white hood over his head and a silenced pistol in his hand standing in the doorway of the room.

“You are…”

Mameha glanced toward the purse on the couch that contained the pistol, but running to the couch to grab the purse and hide was now too far away.

“My name is Kuan Tennoji, and I’m here to say hello to the police department’s number one beautiful investigator.”

“It’s truly an honor, and since you’ve given your name, why don’t you take off your mask? And it’s not convenient to try to say hello with something as dangerous as that in your hand.”

Mameha finished in a casual tone, crossing her arms and putting her weight on one foot, exposing her thighs from the opening.

The narrow black skirt was knee-length, but the front split was very high, exposing a large portion of her thighs in black stockings.

Taking this position equals a big step forward, and another big step forward to get the purse.

Mameha felt the eyes peeking out from the hood, staring at her thighs.

“It’s better for men and women to meet and greet each other with aromatic wine than pistols, isn’t it?”

Mameha finished in a sweet tone and took a step forward, letting her other leg show through the opening.

Now…

At that thought, the man’s pistol made a “plop, plop” sound.

In an instant, Mameha was six or seven centimeters shorter. Two bullets turned high heels into flats.

“That’s me and you chilling. You’re a female investigator for the Ministry of Public Security and I’m a killer, no one’s going to protest, are they?”

Mameha didn’t know what to say, seeing the man for what he was, but there was no doubt that he wasn’t a generalist, both in terms of his shooting prowess and his ability to enter the room without getting the tape off.

“Put your hands behind your head and walk toward the wall.”

Mameha has no choice but to obey. In the meantime, the man claiming to be called Tennoji takes the pistol from the purse on the sofa.

“Okay, turn your body around.”

After Makuho faced the man, Tennoji coldly looked upward from his toes.

“It’s as beautiful looking as I’ve heard. Nice curves in the legs too.”

“Thanks.” Mameha’s voice made herself feel shaky.

Mameha had never felt a scary enemy since she had been a female investigator. But for some reason, she felt a hint of terror from the man in the mask. It wasn’t just that he was an excellent shot, it was probably because he had an unusual aura like a wild animal that sucked the blood out of people and lived.

“You take off your clothes, but don’t make strange movements that will add a hole in that beautiful flesh of yours.”

“Sooner or later, you’ll have to kill me.”

“When you don’t cooperate. But tonight is just to chill, and you won’t be killed tonight if you’re honest.”

“So you’re very considerate.”

The man let out a laugh.

“Beautiful investigator, start stripping.”

Mameha glanced toward the man before lowering her head, resigning herself to removing her blouse and beginning to unbutton it.

“Can I ask a question?”

“It’s your freedom to ask, I just don’t always answer.”

“How did you get in here?”

“You mean the tape? It’s easy, I unlocked the door and came in while the other guy reapplied the tape.”

“Oh.”

It’s as much a trick as a juggler, and the mystery is worthless when it’s revealed.

After taking off her liner cedar, Mameha pulled down the zipper of her narrow skirt.

As the skirt slid down to her feet, it revealed a fabulous body adorned with a black garter belt, stockings, a lacy bra and panties.

“Show your breasts.”

At some point, another sheen appeared in the man’s cold eyes.

A chill ran through Mameha’s body at the sight, so she had to undo the front hook of her bra.

The exposed breasts weren’t just plump, the pink nipples at the tops were sticking upwards, full of freshness, as if they would peel off a layer of skin with a hard towel.

“More than I expected, didn’t make my trip in vain.”

When Tennoji finished, he took the handcuffs out of his pocket and dropped them at Makuho’s feet.

“Cuff yourself.”

Makuho picked up the handcuffs and cuffed herself on both hands.

“Get down!”

Mameha’s expression tightened as she lowered her head and knelt, hands on the ground.

“Now go to the bedroom.”

At Pistol’s urging, Mameha crawled toward the bedroom.

（２）

Entering the bedroom, you immediately see ropes hanging down from the ceiling. A pulley has been installed in the ceiling and the rope hangs down from there.

“Tie the rope to the handcuffs.”

Mameha bit her quivering lip and slowly bolted the rope to the handcuffs.

Tennoji grabbed the other end of the rope and pulled, and the pulley made a “clicking” sound, hoisting Mameha’s body up.

Secure the end of the rope to the bed rail when your stocking-clad toes are thirty centimeters off the ground.

Tennoji was very careful never to go near Makuho’s front, circling around to his back before trapping his feet with leather ropes.

“Which is the best whip to use?”

Tennoji chooses from several leather whips for horseback riding.

“Miho Ikegami, are you ready?”

“Whatever. But it’s impossible to ask anything out of me.”

“You’re in good spirits, but there’s nothing in particular I have to ask.”

“So why do it?”

“As I said, I came to greet you. You’re going to be the bodyguard of His Highness Shazamiya tomorrow, isn’t it too rude to suddenly ask for the Crown Prince’s life without saying a quick hello to this bodyguard?”

“But you…”

Makuho looked at the man in the hood once again.

“How did you know I served as a bodyguard?”

“I have very good ears.”

“┅┅”

Mameha bit her lip and twisted her body in disbelief. If what this man said was true, Mameha wasn’t the only one, all of Japan’s police were being looked down upon by him.

“Now I’m going to start.”

The man stood to the side of Makuho, his riding crop swung back.

With a light crunching sound, Makuho’s beautiful body leaned back as Tennoji mercilessly struck a second time in the same spot.

“Oh!”

The pain doubled, and then with that as the centerpiece, the whip struck Mameha’s back in quick succession.

“Umm… Umm… Umm…” Mameha desperately tried to restrain herself from whimpering.

“It’s really nice, but how would that be?”

Tennoji pushes Makuho’s hips, spinning the body around before swinging the whip.

“Ummm…”

The pain was also doubled by the fear of not knowing where the lash would hit.

“Whoa!”

Finally a scream came out of Mameha’s mouth. There was a sharp whip mark on the plump breasts. Tennoji began to aim for the breasts to whip them.

“Umm… no… ah…”

Mameha desperately shook her head and shouted, her long beautiful hair dancing with her.

“So it’s so useless. Surrendering like that?”

Tennoji stops thrashing, grabs the hair, and pulls up Makuho’s face for a closer look. Cold eyes are revealed from the mask.

“It’s not time for you to go to bed yet, the real fun starts now.”

Tennoji began to rub the breasts. Contrary to the ferocity of the whipping, the caresses were gentle and skillful.

Because such a difference was so great, Mameha didn’t know how to defend herself, and because the Slayer’s caresses were insistent and surprisingly accurate.

“ah… ah…”

Unconsciously, her breathing became rapid and her nipples became engorged and erect. Tennoji put up his fingers and gently slid them over the top side of the breasts towards the bottom.

“Ah…”

In an instant, Mameha’s body trembled like an electric shock from her fingers to her toes.

“Got a thrill? O beautiful investigator.”

“No… no!” Mameha gritted her teeth and turned her face away.

“Hey, hey, hey, there’s no use pretending. Aren’t the nipples hard?”

Mameha couldn’t help but grunt as she flicked her fingers over her pink nipples.

“You better not be trying to restrain yourself from being sexy. I’m the one who can make a woman come out of her upper body alone.” Tennoji said.

He is by no means exaggerating.

As the upwardly curved nipples were taken into Tennoji’s mouth, Mameha’s whole body began to tremble, and her black lace panties quickly turned moist.

The same man who sucked on the nipples, and the other man who used the fingertips of both hands to caress between his flanks and armpits. The intense pleasure caused Mameha’s body to writhe like a snake.

But the best part was the caresses on the back.

Tennoji licks very carefully at Mameha’s back. When he found the sexy belt, he licked it from waist to neck in one gulp.

“Ah! Ah…”

She couldn’t believe herself that it could feel so sweet, causing Mameha to let out a dewy hum as she forgot herself.

For the first time, Mameha realized that there was such a sensitive erogenous zone in her back. Tennoji took the nipple between his fingers and rubbed his plump breasts with both hands at the same time.

Greasy sweat rose from Mameha’s fiery body as her mind and body finally dissolved completely. The incomparable pleasure caused her to let out sweet sobs.

The moment Tennoji licked his ear and sucked hard on the earlobe: “Ah… I can’t…”

Intense pleasure drove straight to the top of her head, and Mameha had risen to pleasure heaven.

（３）

Three days have passed since the Crown Prince of Q came to Japan.

The most active person during this time was Yuichiro Ichise. Sasaya was, as rumor had it, a very lustful man.

I tried to feign illness or be late for formal trips as well, but I made sure to go to the Thai baths every night, and not with one woman in mind, but to pack the whole store and wallow in the suds until morning.

Makuho, of course, had to be present with the bodyguards the Crown Prince had brought with him.

The bodyguard named Jim, with a body of one hundred and ninety centimeters, weighing one hundred and sixty kilograms, and copper-colored skin, was a barbered giant who had crossed paths with Makuho once.

The first night when Mameha was introduced as a bodyguard, Sasami kept convincing Mameha in English.

“Send you jewelry.”

Delivering the large diamond of unknown carats he wore on his hand to Mameha’s face.

Mameha politely declined.

“Then, let you be my wife. In my country, I can have five wives.”

Mameha refuses and explains that she’s not allowed to do such things in her mission.

Knowing that persuasion would not work, Shasamiya resorted to violence.

Makuho had no choice but to punch Sasami in the stomach. Seeing this, Jim’s eyes widened and he lunged at Makuho.

A few punches were thrown in quick succession in the side of the stomach and in the heart, but it didn’t help at all. Instead, she was cornered and easily lifted up and just slammed her down onto the couch four or five meters away.

The body felt pain, but it kicked out at Jim’s crotch object who lunged again.

“Oh!” Jim gripped his crotch with both hands and fainted.

At that point, a commotion was heard. The guards, who were standing by outside the door, rushed into the room.

Mameha thought that this would undo the mission later, but it didn’t.

Because Satsumiya himself defended Mameha and admitted that he was at fault. Instead of lowering Sasami’s reputation, this incident raised it even higher.

Mameha didn’t let that stop her from being wary.

It’s true that Sasami didn’t make a move on Mameha later on, instead treating her like a lady. However, he still occasionally glances over Mameha’s body with lustful glances.

After five days nothing happened. In two days, Sasamiya was going back to his country.

Mameha is convinced that the assassin, Kan Tennoji, will show up within the next two days.

The matter of the Tennoji Temple has been reported to Minister Inoki.

“That man seems to have a high opinion of himself, and what you’re saying, if it’s true, is tantamount to challenging the police department. Well, let’s quadruple the number of escorts and gather information on that person at the same time.”

However, not only Japan, but also Interpol could not get any information about Tennoji.

All that is known is that it is oriental, about one hundred and seventy centimeters tall, and has female henchmen.

“Tennoji Kuan”

Now the name became for Mameha a name she would never forget in this life.

That night, instructing Mameha to assume the doggy position, Tennoji immediately removed the black lace panties from Mameha’s body.

“Spread your legs.”

With her plump ass being fondled, Mameha had to spread her legs apart, her ankles still trapped with leather straps, and Mameha knew she couldn’t be raped.

Tennoji’s fingers began to play with the petals that peeked out from his ass cleft. This time the caresses were also very skillful.

Already completely wet, the body overflowed with more nectar.

With her sensitive pussy core and fleshy hole violated at the same time, Mameha could only sob. Just a sweet whimper as she lay at the feet of the slayer she had met for the first time.

Mameha hadn’t believed it could happen, but the feeling of such an insult caused the lust hidden deep within Mameha’s body to burn even more passionately.

Mameha was once again forced to rush to the peak of her orgasm. Tennoji continued to play with Mameha’s body with the electric dildo.

Incredible pleasure exploded through Mameha’s body, one after the other.

“Ah…”

Mameha let out a beastly growl, forming an always-on-orgasmic state. The man’s fingers caused Mameha to feel even more intense sensuality than the orgasm she had just reached by fondling her breasts.

Mameha felt something cool on her ass, and it turned out that Tennoji was holding the dildo in one hand and giving her a colonic in the other as well.

“Ah… No! What is this…”

Mameha wiggled her buttocks, but when the dildo’s thrusts accelerated, she lost the power to resist and began to actively wiggle her buttocks. And when the colonic liquid was injected, instead of feeling disgusted, she felt the sensuality more intense, with an indescribable feeling of pleasure.

Makuho’s body was hoisted up again. Tennoji pulls out the dildo and brings it to Makuho’s mouth.

“Lick it.”

Mameha half-closed her eyes and stuck her tongue out to lick the dildo.

“Open your mouth.”

Warily, as she opened her mouth, Tennoji inserted the dildo deep into her throat.

“Just remember, no falling off.”

Tennoji came behind Makuho and whipped again.

“Umm…” A dull grunt came from the mouth where the dildo was inserted.

On top of the pain of a spanking on the buttocks and handcuffs on the wrists, even worse is the desire to defecate caused by a colonic.

After about ten swats or so, Tennoji asked, “Want to go to the bathroom?”

“MMM…” Mameha nodded desperately with the dildo in her mouth, her beautiful face covered in sweat.

“If you can endure twenty more strokes, you’ll be spared.”

How can…

Wanted to say it but couldn’t. The number was just too big for Mameha right now.

Pumping again.

It had reached the point where the slightest mental relaxation would make it impossible to resist defecation, so the pain of the lash was no longer a concern.

Makuho bit down on the thick dildo and continued to endure. Drool flowed from the corners of her mouth. Losing feeling in her arms, she only felt an abnormal burning in her ass.

“Soon not meet a woman worth torturing like you.”

“Put it down faster… I need to go to the bathroom…”

Mameha pleaded desperately as the dildo was pulled out of her mouth, sweat seeping into her eyes.

“Let someone better suited than me put you down.”

Tennoji picked up the phone that was at the foot of his bed and dialed Ichi-Oh.

“What are you doing!”

Tennoji ignored Makuho and spoke to the receiver:

“I’ve got a robber here. He’s on the ninth floor of the New Life Apartments in Kagurazaka. His name is Makuho Ikegami… Please come quickly…”

Tennoji put down the phone and threw Makuho’s pistol on the bed.

“I’ve heard that the police in Japan are so good that they probably wouldn’t let a pretty girl poop out her poop.”

Tennoji headed for the foyer.

“Please wait… please…”

Mameha, however, was disappointed to hear the sound of a door slamming shut and the urge to urinate at that moment.

I had the urge to pee when I got back to the apartment, and when I wanted to go to the bathroom, I was controlled by Tennoji, so I had to hold back until now.

In fact it was less than three minutes, but Mameha felt like hours, urinating and defecating to the limit of her endurance.

The doorbell rang and Mameha felt wretched. Seconds later, it must have been incontinence.

Now call out for help or you’ll have to make a fool of yourself in front of the police.

“Come… come in!” Calling with only the strength of your whole body.

Two police officers entered the bedroom. The sight of the beautiful naked woman with nothing but stockings on her body stood in the doorway with wide eyes.

“Umm… I can’t…”

Mameha relaxed her lower body, warm liquid running down her thighs and onto the carpet.

“Don’t look… ah…”

Mameha lowered her head and pleaded in a shaky voice. The two policemen hurriedly turned their bodies away.

“Put me down… faster… faster…”

When he was done peeing, he then untied the ropes from Mameha’s body.

After landing on her feet, and before she could remove her handcuffs, Mameha rushed into the bathroom.

The two policemen follow her, fearing she won’t be able to think straight. Makuho sits on the toilet and begins to defecate.

（４）

Yuichiro Ichise is drinking at a bar in Azabu.

The time was three in the morning. It’s always dawn when I get home after work because I have to take the Crown Prince to various Thai baths or SM clubs.

There’s no better job for One Color.

Instead of not sending him on a mission due to the failure of his last job, he was given this one due to the Crown Prince’s lustful nature.

As an investigator for the Ministry of Public Security, this was indeed underhanded work, but as long as it satisfied the Crown Prince and reached the ears of the Minister of Public Security, he might be able to be reappointed again.

His Highness Sasami is a very important person not only to Japan, but also to Ichise.

As Ichisei asked for a glass of wine and lit a cigarette, a blonde woman came in. The blonde woman sat in a high chair one seat away next to Ichise.

Wears a dark river colored top and white hot pants. About twenty-two or thirty years old. The top three buttons of the blouse were unbuttoned, revealing half of her ample breasts. Of course no bra was worn.

Slender legs exposed to the fullest extent.

Just like this since this mission, every night to go to the Thai bath, but once did not sleep with a woman, and even just now to fulfill the desire, as long as to see this woman will also immediately produce that kind of desire.

Seeing the woman take out cigarettes from her purse, Ichise immediately handed over the lighter.

The woman glanced toward Ichise and said in fluent Japanese, “Thank you.”

“Can I buy you a second drink, if I may?”

“Uh, yeah.”

The woman flashed a smile. Thinking there was hope, Ichise immediately moved his position to her side and began to pursue.

The woman’s name is Deanna Becca. She’s an international student at the University of K. She’s an international student at K University, and she’s feeling lonely today because her roommate is back in the States, so she’s out for a drink.

“In that case, have some painful fun with me tonight. With a female like you, I’m willing for the first hundred years.”

Ichise pretended not to care as his body wrapped around Deanna’s waist. Deanna didn’t push his hands away, and even leaned her body towards Ichise.

“You have beautiful legs.”

Touch on the thigh and say, “I’ve seen it in the movies, but it’s the first time I’ve actually seen a million dollars worth of legs.”

“Thanks, sentient people seem to like thighs.”

“Really? That’s the first time I’ve heard that.”

“Not long ago, a college professor sneaked up on me and said “I wish I could kneel at your noble feet and lick them until they satisfy you.””

“Let him lick it?”

“Turned it down because this professor is not my type.”

“So, what if I make the same request?”

“Can you really do that?”

“Let’s try it.”

“Change it.”

Fifteen minutes later, One Color walked through the hotel doors with his arm around Deanna’s waist.

By this point, Deanna was getting aggressive.

Get your room key at the counter and initiate a kiss as you walk up the stairs.

One color is also a bit tipsy and greedily sucks on Deanna’s fragrant lips, tongues entwining with each other. At the same time, he slipped his hands through the neckline and rubbed his ample breasts.

“Ah!” Deanna grunted back, reaching down to the front of One Color’s pants.

When the elevator stopped, the two snuggled up and walked to their room.

After pushing the door open and walking in, Ichise immediately pushed Deanna against the wall, raining kisses on fragrant lips, cheeks, ears, and neck.

Continuing the kisses up to her chest, she unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her breasts, and continued the kisses.

The light pink nipples characteristic of white women were immediately erect. After letting her nipples get covered in saliva, One Color’s hand reached the waist of her hot pants.

“No, wait, honey.”

Immediately after stopping Ichise, Deanna squatted down, unzipped the front of her pants, and pulled out her erect rod, swallowing it into her mouth as she did so.

For letting the blonde suck, just like that, produced touched joy in one color, plus Deanna’s skills were excellent.

Not just tonguing and sucking, but bobbing the head forward and back, rubbing the meaty sack with soft fingers, and stimulating the anus with his pinky.

The pleasure rushed upward, and Ichise hurriedly stopped Deanna: “Stop.”

Deanna gave him a kiss on the glans and walked towards the bed with a playful smile, unbuckling the waistband of her hot pants at the edge of the bed. From the back of the hot pants reveals a rounded ass with no boxers on. Crossing her legs as she lifted them to remove the hot pants, she saw tender grassy blonde pubic hair.

Deanna turned around with a charming smile and sat on the bed, spreading her slender legs wide apart.

Revealing his erect rod, One Color immediately removes the top of his suit, undoing his tie as he rushes to the bed. In return, kneeling between Deanna’s legs.

“Oh! No.” Deanna stopped One Color from leaning her face into the base of her thigh.

“Didn’t you promise to lick my feet?”

Instead of being offended, Ichigo couldn’t wait to lift one leg to press his lips against the instep first.

As if spraying perfume, the sweet aroma mixed with the smell of sweat stimulated Ichigo’s sense of smell.

Take the silver-colored cardamom-coated toes, starting with the big toe, and suck on them, one by one, in your mouth.

“AH… AH…” Deanna grunted. Ichise kissed one foot and then sucked the other.

When she put her toes in her mouth and sucked on them while looking toward the base of her thighs, the stamen, surrounded by blonde pubic hair, was already overflowing with nectar and glistening.

Ichise felt lightheaded and knew that it was the result of being too excited.

Shaking his head gently, he licked up from ankle to calf, then knee to thigh.

“Honey, hurry up.”

Deanna’s legs wrapped around Ichise’s neck and voluntarily pressed her lower abdomen against Ichise’s face. Deanna’s voice was heard as if it was coming from far away.

One color blinks hard two or three times, closes his eyes and then doesn’t move.

（５）

Woke up feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The first thing he saw was the light of the room, then Sasami’s face. Mameha’s expression suddenly turned tense as she thought about it.

She was tied to the bed in a large font, and with only her bra and panties left on her body and tape over her mouth.

Mameha regretted being so unguarded.

When Sasaya returns to the hotel from the Thai bath, Mameha feels relieved and prepares to go back to her room to sleep when it happens.

“I brought wine from my homeland and would like to buy you a drink as a token of my apology.”

“Apologize for what?”

“It was the rude behavior towards you a few days ago.”

“That’s not on my mind anymore.” Mameha replied with a smile.

“I know it’s not what you really mean, and your eyes tell me that you’re still wary of me. I can’t blame you for that, but it saddens me that you look at me with such eyes. I feel uneasy thinking of parting with you like this. As a token of our friendship, please drink this wine. This is the same wine that was given to the Prime Minister of your country, and is known in my country as ‘Dream Wine’.”

Hearing him speak with such sincerity, it was hard for Mameha to refuse, taking a light sip of what looked like wine from her glass.

It really wasn’t good, but made a face that it was. A minute later, Mameha passed out.

There was Jim standing with his thick arms crossed over his chest as a gatekeeper in front of the Sasami bedroom where Mameha was trapped and tied up. Opposite the door was the living room, and next door to the living room was the room where the guards were lodged.

“Makuho, just give up resisting. You can’t use your karate to make it work, and you can’t call for help, so you’ll just have to have sex with me.”

With a sly grin, Sasami took off the robe he was wearing, with nothing underneath.

Jump on the bed and immediately unhook the front hook of your bra.

“Umm…”

Makuho twisted his body. But in this state, nothing could be done. The abundant breasts were immediately exposed.

“Oh, it’s beautiful.”

Sasami caressed the breasts with both hands as if fishing for something and licked them carefully with her tongue.

The movements weren’t subtle, but from his caresses, he felt the obsessive nature of the carnivorous race.

Sasami’s hand went to his lower abdomen and stroked the slit of flesh from his boxers.

Mameha stopped writhing her body and closed her eyes, already ready to be raped and needlessly struggling, it would be better to end it quickly.

Sasami’s caresses were very insistent, especially through the layer of panties, which were more gentle than direct caresses. The touch that this produced, in turn, created greater stimulation, igniting the fire of desire within.

Moreover, the humiliation of being abused while losing her freedom caused the demonic desire hidden within Mameha to reach an abnormal level.

It was hard to wait until Sasami started to remove Mameha’s boxers. Mameha grunted as she desperately shook her pink face. The white lace panties were already wet.

The boxers pulled down to her thighs in one fell swoop. Mameha closed her eyes and turned her face to the side.

Don’t look!

Mameha cried out in her mind. Knowing that Sasami’s gaze was focused on the fully exposed petals made them even wetter.

“I was right in thinking that your place is the best. It’s better than the highest class of Thai bathing girls.”

After saying that, he ripped off his boxers and pressed his body into Mameha’s.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door in the direction of the living room.

Jim opened the door to see a color-banded blonde woman standing there.

“Is His Highness here?”

“In, what do you want?”

“I bring the white woman that His Highness wants.”

“Not now.”

“Why? There’s no chance but to-night. His Highness is returning tomorrow.”

As Ichise tried to poke his head through the door and look in, Jim pushed Ichise back with his thick hand and walked out of the bedroom himself, taking the door with him at the same time.

“Not today anyway.”

“Yes?”

A smile appeared on One Color’s face. In that instant, One Color’s body flew up, and Jim rolled his eyes and fell prone to the ground.

“Use the handcuffs.”

One color pulled out two handcuffs from the leather color in his hand and handed one of them to Deanna.

As Deanna cuffed Jim’s hands behind his back, One Color also cuffed Jim’s feet with special handcuffs. A rope was used to connect the hands to the ankle cuffs behind his back. Another cloth was stuffed into Jim’s mouth.

When Ichise went in, Sasami’s rod was already penetrating Mameha’s lower body. In the midst of the violent thrusting, he couldn’t help but wriggle his naked body due to the intense sensuality.

Since Shasamiya’s back was to the door, it was Makuho who realized it first.

“Umm… Umm…”

Makuho tries to tell Sasami, who is oblivious.

Ichise took the camera out of his purse and handed it to the blonde to film.

What’s this for!

As her mind screamed this, the blonde had already started filming from behind Shazamiya’s back. It was only when the camera panned to the right side of his face that Shazamiya realized.

“What are you?”

“Your Highness, please don’t move.”

Ichise pressed his silencer-equipped pistol against Sasami’s face from the opposite direction.

“What do you… what does this mean?”

“Don’t yell, do as I say if you don’t want to die.”

“What… what did you… say? What’s going on here!”

As Sasami tried to push the pistol away with his hand, Ichise’s hand split between Sasami’s eyebrows. Sasaya’s body toppled over onto the bed.

“Remember, move again and watch your head explode.”

As he shoved the muzzle into his mouth, Sasami rolled his eyes and raised his hands high in the air.

Nope! This man is not one color.

Seeing this light, Mameha intuitively decided that he wasn’t Ichise. The resemblance was indeed cool, but Ichise’s hand movements weren’t as powerful and his voice was slightly different.

Just then, Makuho’s mind drifted to Tennoji, who had put on a hood and appeared in the apartment.

Assuming that Tennoji was dressed as Ichise…

“Stand up!” Ichise ordered, pulling his pistol from Sasami’s mouth.

“Keep doing it!”

Sasami slowly climbed on to the bed and tried to penetrate, but his penis shriveled up completely out of fear.

“Deanna, come help.”

The blonde put down the camera and squatted in front of Sasami, caressing the shriveled cock with her tongue.

It took quite a while to finally reach a state where he could penetrate. Sasami’s rod entered Mameha’s pistil.

The blonde picked up the camera to film again, and Sasami showed a watering expression.

（６）

Ichise struggled desperately on the hotel bed.

Woke up with his limbs tied solidly to the four feet of the bed and his mouth stuffed.

Darn fox lady!

Ichise cursed inwardly, having struggled with the trapped ropes for the better part of an hour.

At that moment, Ichise’s mind drifted to the Public Security Minister’s frowning expression and Mameha’s scoffing expression, as well as thoughts of Zuo Qian and the resignation.

What exactly is that woman’s purpose?

Maybe there’s an organization behind that woman’s manipulation.

I’ll never lick the toes of a woman wearing kohl again.

Just then, the phone on the nightstand rang.

Shuji Yamazaki put the microphone to his ear, feeling strange inside.

The blonde and the Japanese man entered room 505 at 3:30 a.m. in the middle of the night. Thirty minutes later, a man with a mustache entered room 505, saying that it was an appointment.

The visitors to such hotels were usually a pair of men and women, occasionally three. This time it was another man who came late into the night, giving Yamazaki a marvelous feeling.

Yamazaki wouldn’t have called for that alone, but after another thirty minutes, the pair that had gone in first walked out.

“The other one let him sleep well until morning.” The man dropped his tip and walked away.

Yamazaki still felt strange, but didn’t think about it anymore. After an hour, it was strange once again.

Remembering that there had been a murder at a nearby hotel a month ago, I couldn’t help but think that it did.

The phone rang to the fifteenth ring.

Is it…

Yamazaki put down the phone, grabbed his backup key and ran to room five hundred and five.

After Shazamiya cums, Deanna lifts her skirt and gets on the floor. Shazamiya is also forced to get on the floor and lick Deanna’s ass.

“Lie down here.”

Seeing the pistol pointed at him, Sasami warily lay on his back on the carpet.

“Deanna, is that okay?”

Deanna nodded, lifted her skirt, and mounted Sasami’s face in a crouch. The only stockings on the lower half of her body were those with garters.

“Open your mouth!”

“What… what are you doing…”

“To drink pee pee. I’ve heard that in your country white skin is as valuable as diamonds, and now you should be thankful to be able to drink a white woman’s piss.”

“Spare me… I’ll give you money… and jewelry…”

“Shut up! Just leak one drop and watch your head. Deanna, start.”

Soon, from the petals between the golden yellow grasses on Shasamiya’s face, holy water squirted out. Shasamiya opened his mouth and drank.

As her mouth ran out of pee, Deanna let out another modest amount.

This was repeated several times before he finally finished peeing. Deanna pressed the petals to Sasami’s mouth and told him to lick them clean with his tongue.

The guards at the hotel’s front door were notified of the emergency, not minutes after seeing Ichigo and the blonde leave.

“I’m Ichise from the Ministry of Public Security, there’s no unusual situation there, is there?”

“Yes, nothing different.”

“For the sake of carefulness, go and see that your highness is safe.”

“But didn’t Ichise-san just meet with His Highness?”

“What did you say? I didn’t go there.”

“Please don’t joke around. Didn’t you just leave here in a car with the blonde? Where is it now?”

“Me and the blonde… wait, does that guy have my ID?”

“Yes, read it.”

“That guy is an impostor.”

“What!”

“Don’t ask, just check in His Highness’s room.”

“Got it.”

One of the police officers ran to the room and entered it after telling the truth to the guard standing in the corridor.

First seeing Jim’s limbs tied behind his back in the living room, the guards’ faces paled.

Rushing into the bedroom, he immediately saw Mameha tied to the bed in a large font. One of the guards immediately removed the tape from his mouth and asked, “Where is His Highness?”

“In the bathroom.”

The two guards rushed into the bathroom, unable to keep their eyes open.

Seeing Sasami trapped and naked, lying upside down with his face coated in Makuho’s poop, Sasami sticks out his tongue and licks it. This is how he is seen to be still alive.

At this point, Sasami showed a demented smile, while his crotch remained erect.

Chapter 4: Fall into slavery

（１）

Crown Prince Sasami of Q is scheduled to leave Japan on a special flight the next day.

On the same plane there was Dr. Yamakai, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, with a broad forehead and thick-browed face that lacked the tenacity of a statesman. Short in stature, he spoke in a weak voice. From his countenance, no politician’s demeanor could be discerned.

Yamakai’s expression was particularly dour again today, and he looked breathless. Restless kept drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes constantly.

Mameha sat diagonally back to watch this situation. Thinking to herself, “It’s no wonder.”

Nominally, it was Q who strongly urged him to visit.

It is not a normal situation for the Minister for Foreign Affairs to visit on the same flight, even though the request was made by a country that accounts for fifty percent of crude oil imports.

The real reason was last night’s emergency manhunt in the city, but it didn’t catch Tennoji.

Tennoji is also in possession of a videotape that captures Sasaya and Mameha having sex.

In case the videotape falls into the hands of the opposition in Q, Japan and Q may break off diplomatic relations. It may already be in the hands of the opposition.

The problem is that it must not be allowed to leave Japan.

By morning, Tennoji had still not been caught. There was a lot of talk in the police department about where he was lurking.

According to Makuho, “Tennoji has broken through the police cordon.”

Because Tennoji actually disguised himself as Yuichiro Ichise and entered the inn through the front door.

Further, it is possible to kill Shazamiya, but instead of doing so, it just forces the request to have sex with Mameha.

The actual situation is as bad as it gets. Not only was it caught on videotape, but when the guards rushed into the room, they had demented smiles on their faces and licked Mameha’s poop out of their mouths. This situation didn’t change when they were at Haneda Airport.

As soon as he saw Mameha, Sasami knelt before her and said:

“Oh! Mameha-sama, my goddess… please give me holy water and gold.”

After saying that, he hugged Makuho’s thighs, looking at his eyes he could tell that he was completely crazy.

There was no choice but to inject sleeping pills and bring them on the plane. Originally, Sasami had strong sadistic tendencies, but this encounter with Tennoji and Makuho, as well as the blonde girl, suddenly triggered his latent masochism because the gap between the two was too great for a moment to be able to control and adapt to himself, thus resulting in a psychotic disorder, which was the diagnosis made by the diagnostic physician.

The Foreign Minister’s trip to Q on the same flight was meant to be a gesture of thanks, but it wasn’t exactly bad news.

Prior to the departure of the plane, it was reported that the person who had the videotape in his possession had been arrested at a hotel in Shinagawa.

The passing scenario is this.

A man called the police department this morning and said, “A man named Kahn staying at the P Hotel in Shinagawa has a videotape.”

The caller wouldn’t identify himself.

The police department, disgraced by Tennoji alone, goes to the hotel with a glimmer of hope.

There is indeed an Arab named Kahn living here, and for half a month more.

The investigator rushes in with a search warrant. Kahn, who was drinking, got nervous when he saw the search warrant.

Kahn was playing that videotape using the VCR in the room’s equipment. So this arrest was very easy. But the person who provided the information could never be identified.

Suddenly there was a growling sound from the back of the plane.

“Mameha-sama, where is Mameha-sama? Let me see Mameha-sama!”

That’s Sasami’s voice.

Mameha saw Yamakai looking toward her and stood up.

From the direction of the tail of the plane an air hostess came quickly.

“The doctor asks you to come right over.”

Mameha followed the air hostess to the rear of the plane. From the medical room, he saw Sasami being pinned to the bed by his bodyguard Jim and still yelling.

But the moment she saw Mameha, she stopped screaming.

“Ah… my Mameha-sama.”

Eyes showing luster, making an expression as if he was in a dream, he held out his hands.

“Please come this way for a moment.”

The random healer from Japan took Mameha outside into the hallway again and said, “I want to use your power.”

“What do I have to do?”

“Please do as your highness wishes.”

“But that…”

“It’s dangerous to keep relying on drugs to put him to sleep any longer, and it’s not like we can tie him up all the way to Q.”

The thirty-something physician shook his head.

“All right. Will His Highness be cured?”

“This… I’m afraid to say yet. It’s because I’ve never seen such an intense patient. Usually it’s more people who are instead sullen and don’t speak… Now it’s dangerous if you don’t let His Highness calm down.”

“Can you leave me alone with him?”

“Yes.”

The physician returned to the medical room and asked the nurse lady and Jim to get out. Then Mameha went in alone.

Seeing Mameha, Sasami jumped off the bed and knelt at Mameha’s feet, kissing the tips of her high heels.

“Oh! Mameha-sama.” Sasami said with tears in her eyes.

“What do you want from me?” Mameha asked in English, looking at Sasami.

“Please keep me as your slave. As long as it’s your command, I’ll give you even my life.”

“Well, as long as Your Highness is satisfied.”

When Mameha finished, she came to sit on the edge of the bed and crossed her long, slender legs.

“Come here!” Mameha’s expression and tone turned cold.

Sasami came and knelt down in front of Makuho, who slapped him and said:

“Are you a fool? Just now you said you were willing to be my slave, you can’t just pay lip service to it. A slave is not a human being, it’s a lowly animal like a dog or a pig. Can a lowly animal like that walk on two feet like a human?”

“Yes… I’m sorry…”

“Do it all over again. This has, to take off that gorgeous dress.”

“Yes, Queen.”

Sasami returned to her original position and hurriedly undressed, her expression showing excitement despite her fear.

After stripping naked, he crawled to Mameha’s feet.

“You haven’t chilled yet.”

“Yes, Queen Makuho, I am not mature enough to be a slave, so please teach me more.”

When he finished, he bowed with his hands on the ground.

“Do we really have to be slaves?”

“Of course it is.”

“That way you have to be made like a slave, your head is too high to be like this.”

Makuho stomps nonchalantly on Sasami’s head with the soles of her heels.

“Ah… please forgive… Queen Makuho.” Sasami let out an intoxicated hum.

“Forgive you, but make you clean your heels.”

“Yes, Queen Makuho.”

Sasami cupped one of Mameha’s feet and licked it from the tip.

“Lick the soles of your shoes too.”

Without the slightest hesitation, Sasami stuck out his tongue to lick the soles of his shoes, taking the heels in his mouth and sucking on them.

Sasami’s eyes were licking one side and looking toward the base of his thighs.

From the tops of the black stockings you could see some white panties, which looked very sexy.

“Where are you looking?” Mameha kicked Sasami in the jaw and Sasami toppled to the floor.

“Queen Mameha… I’m sorry…”

“You’re such a slave to lechery.”

Mameha got up, planted her hands on her thin hips, and lowered her head to look at Sasami.

“Do you really want to see inside the dress?”

“No… yes…”

“What does Suddenly want?”

“Well… yes… I want to see… Queen Mameha’s panties.”

Sasami grabbed Mameha’s heels and pleaded. From this position only the roots of the plump thighs could be seen, not the panties.

“In that case, I’ll show you.”

Makuho changes her stance to stepping across Sasami’s face.

“Ah… thank you Queen Mameha.”

White lace panties were seen at the base of the plump thighs.

“It’s better this way, isn’t it?”

Mameha sat down, her ass on Sasami’s face.

“Umm…”

Being pressed against his nose and mouth by the soft thighs, he grunted with difficulty in breathing, but desperately stuck out his tongue to lick it. At the same time rubbing the erect rod with his own hand.

“And you have to be good with your tongue.”

Mameha wiggled her ass back and forth, letting her lower abdomen rub against Sasami’s face.

It was an act done in accordance with the physician’s request, but True Spike felt the pleasure of being able to play with others freely.

Especially when the other party is the Crown Prince of Q, causing Makuho to develop an even stronger desire for conquest.

“What are you doing!”

Mameha turned around to see Sasami masturbating, stood up and said, “Who said you could masturbate?”

“Yes… I’m sorry.” Sasami nervously left the meat stick with both hands.

“It’s not just a matter of saying sorry. Put your hands behind your back.”

Mameha lifts up her miniskirt and takes off her black stockings. Bind Sasami’s hands.

“I’ll get it for you.”

Once again, Sasami is asked to lie on his back and step on Sasami’s rod with the sole of his shoe.

“Oh…” grunted Sasami.

The meat stick that was stepped on by the high heels was surprisingly more swollen.

Sasami’s humming immediately turned into an intoxicated hum as Mameha’s heels rocked back and forth.

“How about this? That would be sexy, wouldn’t it?” Mameha sped up the movement of her heels.

“Ah… Queen Makuho… has… ah…”

In that instant, Makuho lifted his foot.

Sasami, who was one step away from ejaculating, had to wriggle his body in agony because he couldn’t cum.

“Ah… Queen Makuho… let me cum…”

“Asshole!”

Mameha stomped hard on Sasami’s face with her heels and said, “You’re a slave, how can you enjoy pleasure before me, your master!”

“Ah… I beg the Queen’s pardon…”

Sasami stuck out her tongue to lick the soles of the heels that stepped on her face.

Mameha took off her boxers and threw them in Sasami’s face.

“Oh…”

Sasami let out a grunt and his body straightened.

“Lick it!”

Sasami desperately stuck out her tongue and inhaled the panties into her mouth, enjoying the taste of them.

“How was it? Was it good?”

Sasami hummed on one side and nodded on the other.

“Yeah? Let’s get you a real taste. Start licking.”

Mameha straddles Sasaya’s face again. Sasaya immediately lifts his upper body, spits out his boxers and rubs his nose against Mameha’s lower abdomen.

Makuho palmed Sasami in the face without mercy.

“That’s so rude. You have to lick them in order, starting with the toes.”

“Yes… Queen Mameha.” Sasami hurriedly licked her toes with the tip of her tongue.

Mameha was incredulous at herself for being so cruel, but the colder she was to her opponent, the more abnormally aroused Mameha’s faculties became.

Mameha crossed her arms and spread her slender legs. With a cold stare, she watched Sasami lick from her heels upwards.

Mameha’s petals were moist. Sasami licked the nectar that spilled over the base of her thighs before pressing her mouth to the petals.

Start with your nose in the black grass and garden for a strong scent, then stick the tip of your tongue into the flesh.

True to his word, Sasami was inseparable from women every night and was very well versed in the methods of caressing them. He caressed each part of the petals with a light touch from the bottom up and from the top down. He would never stick his tongue inside, but would just slide it around the opening while stimulating the most sensitive nub with the tip of his nose.

“Ah! Can’t take it!”

Mameha overflowed with fiery nectar, pressing her wet petals against Sasami’s nose and mouth and wiggling her hips in annoyance.

The pretty petals were already engorged with blood, revealing a lovely bud of flesh from the top of the slit. When Sasami sucked on the bud of flesh, the pleasure immediately rose to a mild orgasm.

“ah… good…”

Mameha had the urge to urinate at the same time.

“Are you going to drink my piss?” Mameha asked as she pushed her head into her miniskirt and pulled her ears up.

“Yes, Queen Makuho, please give me a drink.”

Sasami knelt and pleaded, his eyes glowing with a masochistic sheen.

“You open your mouth, I won’t be able to do it if you get it.”

Mameha began to pee in Sasami’s mouth that was pressed tightly against her labia.

Sasami gulped it down.

As the urine increased in strength, it was too late to drink it down, and it spilled out of Sasami’s mouth onto his chest.

After peeing, Sasami carefully cleaned Mameha’s petals with her tongue.

“Well?”

“It was delicious, and I was hoping to get the large size.”

“Not now.”

Mameha saw the rod that had been hard from earlier and said, “It’s almost time to cum.”

After saying that, she pressed hard on the meat stick with her high heels.

“Oh! …” As Sasami’s body trembled, semen spurted from the glans.

（２）

After receiving a simple greeting ceremony at Q’s international airport, Yamakai and Makuho and the others were immediately taken to the palace.

When it comes to Q, foreigners only have an image of the desert there, but the capital there is full of high-rise buildings just like other advanced countries.

Upon arriving at the palace, it wasn’t long before a Saimon Prime Minister came to Yamakai and Makuho’s room.

“As you probably know, the king is slightly ill, so I have come to ask for your advice.”

The Prime Minister is a short, fat, mustachioed man in his fifties. His thin eyes give the impression of cunning.

Simon and Yamakai shook hands and sat down in the plushly decorated chairs on the higher floors.

“I am truly sorry for the accident that befell His Highness this time due to our negligence.”

After apologizing through the interpreter, Yamakai bowed deeply and continued, “Not only does my country wish for a speedy recovery from your highness’ illness, but we are also willing to make full compensation for this time.”

“How about, for example?”

“That’s going to be a negotiation.”

Just then, a woman pushed open the door and walked in. A woman with brown skin and an unusual, but cold temperament.

“Princess Liza, what can I do for you?”

“I’m going to listen in on your conversation, too.”

“This is no place for a princess.”

“No, I am His Highness’s fiancée, and will officially be His Highness’s wife in a week. Now that His Highness is sick, I certainly have the right to know why.”

After that, he turned to Mameha and the others and said, “Please tell me the truth about how His Highness became like this.”

From her expression, she couldn’t tell that she was devastated after facing her completely changed highness.

Yamakai looked at Simon. Simon spread his hands and made a hopeless expression.

“There is an assassin named Tennoji. This man was hired by your country’s opposition to attack Your Highness at the hotel.”

Repeat what was said to Simon again.

“What I want to know is what that Tennoji guy did at the inn. The same thing that made my fiancé that way.”

“About this, it’s really…”

Yamakai had heard of the general situation, but it was really inconvenient to talk about it. Princess Liza’s eyes turned to Mameha and said, “You must be Mameha Ikegami. My fiancé is still in there calling your name. You were at the scene of that incident, weren’t you.”

“Yes.”

“Then, please tell the truth about everything.”

“That’s impossible.”

“Strange? Why is that?” Princess Liza raised one side of her thin eyebrows.

“Because speaking out about it would be tantamount to insulting your country.” Mameha’s tone was firm.

“Isn’t it true that for the Japanese, they just don’t want outsiders to know.”

“No, it’s not. From Japan’s standpoint, I really don’t want to publicize this. However, the fact that His Highness Sasami is mentally abnormal is already impossible to change, so not only for the sake of Q Country, but even for the honor of His Highness himself, I absolutely cannot say anything about it. I also ask for the princess’s understanding on this point.”

Princess Liza said as she glanced toward Simon:

“Well, since you are making such considerations for His Highness, I am not at liberty to pursue the matter. But you may see His Highness, I suppose.”

“Yes, I am fine with that.”

“In that case, let them men talk here.”

Princess Liza urged Mameha to go inside.

Sasami is under house arrest in a room on the second floor. Mameha walks in behind Liza.

“Ah! Queen Mameha! Queen Mameha…”

As on the airplane, the desire to be abused shows in her eyes and her body writhes and struggles on the bed. If her hands and feet hadn’t been bound, she might have immediately jumped off the bed and knelt in front of Mameha to kiss her heels.

“That’s how he keeps calling your name.” Lord Liza illustrated as she stood by the pillow.

“Is there anything that can be done with your power?”

“This…”

Princess Liza must have heard about Mameha pacifying Sasami on the airplane.

“Could I be left alone with His Highness? That might allow His Highness to settle down.”

“Okay.”

When the princess went out, Mameha said to Sasami, “What’s wrong with you?”

“Ah… Queen Mameha, I want your gold.”

“So you’re just messing around? It doesn’t matter if it’s not mine. Don’t want the princess’s?”

“Don’t, I’m Queen Makuho’s slave, I don’t want anything other than Queen Makuho’s.”

“But Princess Liza is your fiancée and much more beautiful than me.”

“Don’t, all my life I’ve only lived on what came out of Queen Makuho’s body.”

“That’s no way to live.”

“That doesn’t matter. Even if I die because of it, it would be the greatest honor for a slave.”

“I’m not from this country. I’m going back to Japan tomorrow.”

“Then I’ll go to Japan too.”

Makuho was at his wit’s end. In his current state, Sasami might actually follow him. Even if Q promised, without a cure for Sasami, he would surely die.

On the contrary, if Mameha stayed alone, the result would probably still be the same. Able to live an ordinary life, but not become the next king.

“Queen Makuho, please, let me stay at the Queen’s side. Use me as a human commode.”

When Shasamiya said this, there were tears in his eyes. On his face, he could not see the cunning, lustful expression of the past, and instead, there was a toddler-like innocent expression.

“If it doesn’t mean that, kill me at once.” Sasami looked at Mameha seriously.

Liza walks out of the room and sneaks into the next room. From the small hole, she looks inside.

“So it’s something like that.”

It gives a general idea of what is happening in Japan.

At that moment, Liza’s eyes bubbled over with luster.

Mameha in the room stood in her heels riding across Sasami’s face, her legs peeking out from her mini-skirt in a jealousy-inducing display of beauty.

Mameha lifted up her miniskirt and pulled down her black pantyhose and boxers.

“You open your mouth.”

Mameha finished, crouching over Sasami’s face.

The sight of a snowy white ass with its face caught in its thighs as it drank its pee.

Liza felt indescribable pleasure deep inside her body spreading through her limbs, her eyes never leaving the small hole.

（３）

Mameha returned to the hotel first and was called to Yamakai’s room before dinner.

“There’s something I’d like to ask of you.”

Yamakai sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. His expression no longer had the bitter look that had been revealed on the airplane.

“I’m taking tomorrow’s flight back home. I hope you will continue to stay and take care of His Highness. This is Lisa’s request, don’t you think?”

“I’m from the Public Safety Department of the Police Department and I can’t answer on a personal basis.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. It will be requested from the Chief of Police through the Prime Minister. I will report to the Prime Minister as soon as I return home, so you won’t have to make a trip back home first.”

It’s better to say it’s a request than an order. Since it’s from the police department it’s not easy to refuse.

What would happen if I quit my job at the police department? The government, not to mention the Police Department, wouldn’t agree.

Because fifty percent of Japan’s crude oil needs are at stake.

“Do you promise?”

“If I can, of course I will.”

“That’s fine.” Yamakai’s expression didn’t look like he was very happy.

“I know it’s going to be a pain in the ass, but I’m going to trouble you to take care of it. Now I’m going to rest.”

Somehow, Yamakai fled back to the bedroom.

“Come here and chill.” Mameha ordered, crossing her arms and spreading her legs.

Sasami said as she got out of bed and knelt naked at Mameha’s feet:

“Queen Makuho, welcome. I heard that I stayed in my home country for me as a slave, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart, so please feel free to temper me as a slave to your heart’s content today.”

Sasami’s forehead pressed against the toe of the high heels, then stuck out his tongue to lick the heels as if he couldn’t help it.

“I hear you don’t eat at all, why is that?”

Immediately after dropping off Yamakai this morning, she was called to the palace, where Liza spoke to her about it.

“I told you several times yesterday, why don’t you eat?”

“I am Queen Makuho’s slave, so it would be an insult to the Queen if I ate something that wasn’t excreted from her body.”

“I told you, it’s not like that. I told you to eat, no matter what.”

“I can’t do anything to betray Queen Mameha.”

As long as there is no concession at all from Shasamiya regarding this issue.

“You mean, not eating anything but my feces?”

“Yes, Queen Makuho.”

“Fine, but you must eat all of my feces, and if you can’t do that, I’ll go back to Japan immediately.”

“Very good.”

“So, get the cooking from there over here.”

“What?” Mameha immediately slapped Sasami in the face.

“Don’t ask, do as I say!”

“Yes, Queen Makuho.”

After a hasty reply, Shasamiya went to the cart of food and brought it over.

Mameha lifted her skirt, pulled down her pantyhose and boxers, and squatted over the plate with the meat dishes.

“Ah… Queen Mameha!”

Sasami tried to get her face close to Makuho’s crotch.

“No you can’t! You can’t move.”

Mameha grabs Sasami by the hair and pees on the meat dish.

When Mameha finished peeing, she stood up, put on her panties, and said, “Now to drink every drop of my pee.”

“Yes… Queen Mameha.”

Sasami excitedly licked the urine left on the cutlery.

“Did you forget what you just said? Didn’t you swear to eat all my feces?”

“Yes…”

“Then drink the part that permeates this cuisine as well.”

Makuho puts his foot on Sasami’s neck.

“Umm… please forgive me…” pleaded Shasanya, his face buried in the meat dish.

“If you don’t eat, I’ll go back to Japan right away.”

Shasamiya closed his eyes and took a bite of meat. In his mind he refused to eat the food, but in his flesh he spent two whole days in a state of hunger strike.

After taking a bite of the meat, the flavor of the meat made Shasamai forget to devour it.

Just then, the door to the room suddenly opened.

Mameha looked back in surprise, remembering that she had locked the door herself.

In came Princess Liza and several gun-toting guards, with Liza’s hand holding the backup key.

“Look, this Japanese woman treats the Crown Prince like a dog and wants His Highness to eat food with urine on it, arrest her immediately.”

The guards immediately surrounded Mameha.

“Princess Liza, what’s going on?”

“Is there any need to ask? You are guilty of insults and atrocities against His Highness and must be arrested.”

“No, there’s a reason for that.”

“Shut up! It’s no use explaining when you’ve already seen the scene. Quickly take her to the dungeon.”

The guard’s gun was pressed against Makuho’s abdomen.

“Come on.”

The short, fat man with a beard said. The opponents would have been able to do something if there were two of them, but if there were five of them, they had to listen.

“You can’t take Queen Makuho!” Sasami rolled on the ground and chased after her.

Liza stepped in front of him, closing the door behind her in the process.

“Get out of my way, I’m going to find Queen Makuho.”

Liza looked coldly at Sasami and ordered the two guards who had stayed behind.

“Tie him to the bed and let him sleep.”

“Umm… don’t! No!”

Shazamiya struggled desperately as two guards picked him up left and right. After being taken to the bed, his hands were bolted down and injected in his arms.

Sasami didn’t scream for a few moments before he closed his eyes and stopped moving.

（４）

Makuho is taken to the underground torture room, which is full of marvelous instruments of torture reminiscent of the Middle Ages.

“Hang her by her hands.” The man with the beard ordered the other two guards.

One man bolted Makuho’s hands to the iron hanging down from the ceiling while the other pulled on the iron.

Fixed the iron as Makuho stood on his toes.

The man with the beard comes over with a grin. Lifts up his miniskirt and strokes over his boxers.

“Don’t…”

Mameha desperately twisted her body and struggled. But the man with the beard continued to stroke the soft part of the panties, and the other two guards, one stroked the breasts and the other the ass.

Makuho grabbed the iron with both hands, using it as a fulcrum of strength, and lifted her knees with all her might.

“Oh!”

When the man with the beard bent his body, he immediately kicked it with the toe of his high heeled shoe, and the man with the beard left a nosebleed and fell down.

“What do you want! Behave yourself!”

The younger guard stabs Makuho in the stomach with the muzzle of his gun. Mameha twists her body to avoid it, and another guard’s muzzle stabs her body.

“Oh!”

Taking a blow to the heart socket, Mameha let out a grunt before the two men continued to beat her without mercy.

“Umm…”

Just as her eyes blurred from tears, Princess Liza appeared.

“What are you doing!”

The two men immediately stopped beating.

“Because this woman resisted the captain and had to…”

The one with the beard is still passed out on the floor.

“That’s because you guys underestimate her. Didn’t I tell you? She’s a very powerful investigator in Japan.” Liza’s expression wasn’t serious.

“Don’t put up any unnecessary resistance. No matter how much you struggle, you won’t be able to leave here.”

Liza said as she pulled up Mameha’s face.

“What do you mean you can’t get out of here?”

“That’s what it means. You drove my fiancé crazy and made him eat your excrement. That’s not just defiling the royal family, it’s also equal to defiling Q. Of course it’s punishable by death. If you die, His Highness won’t live, so I won’t take your life, only, you have to be my slave.”

“Please don’t joke about it. His Highness was attacked by Tennoji and was mentally stimulated, that’s why he became like this.”

“What does this look like now?”

“It’s becoming a masochist.”

“You guys heard what she just said.”

Liza said to the three guards, “This woman called His Highness a pervert, do you hear her?”

“Yes, heard.” All three replied at the same time.

“Please wait, I had no choice but to do this to save your highness.”

“Shut up. It’s no use how you explain. I won’t forgive you.”

“Doing this… Japan won’t care… I’m from the police department, so think about it while you can.”

“Hee hee, it doesn’t matter what you are, no one will come to your rescue in Japan. Even the Foreign Minister has given his tacit approval.”

“What? What did you say?”

“Leaving you at my disposal is one of the conditions of our not pursuing this incident.”

Liza was speaking in fluent English, and the three guards acted as if they couldn’t understand.

“I was asked to stay by the Foreign Minister. If you don’t get contact, you’re bound to get suspicious.”

“No, you volunteered to stay.”

“No, I was asked…”

Speaking of which, Mameha realizes that this was arranged in the first place. As soon as Yamakai returned to Japan and said:

“Ikegami himself volunteered to stay.”

There would be no one to pursue the matter.

“But the police department will come looking for me.”

“At that point say you suddenly disappeared the day before, or that you ran off with a man.”

“…” Mameha tried to speak, but couldn’t.

“Got it? You’re going to be a slave here for the rest of your life.”

“This…”

“Not wanting to suffer the pain of the skin, he knelt down naked at my feet and said, “Please teach me more in the future.”

“No, don’t.”

“Hee hee, yeah? Let’s make you ache a little bit then. Just keep it up until you’re begging on your knees with tears in your eyes.”

Liza finished and turned back to the guards, “You may retaliate.”

“Yes.”

Getting up from the ground the mustachioed man excitedly brought a very thick leather whip from the wall and struck Mameha’s back with the first lash.

“Ah…”

It was through a layer of shirt, but still felt a sharp pain, and before the pain had gone away, a second lash struck the same spot.

“Uh-huh…”

Mameha didn’t want to grunt, but the pain that reached deep into her body was far greater than she could have imagined.

The unrelenting lash continued to hit the back. The shirt quickly ruptured, exposing red and swollen skin.

“Wait a minute.”

After stopping Beard’s continued thrashing, Liza looked at Mameha and said, “Well? Care to strip naked and beg for mercy?”

“Then it’s better to die.”

Mameha clenched her teeth in a haze of realization as the smile disappeared from Liza’s face.

“You guys hit her too lightly. Let’s tie her feet up.”

Two guards grabbed Makuho’s feet and secured them to an iron ring on the ground.

“In the iron hangs the stone.”

A netted stone is suspended from the iron end that lifts Makuho’s hands. The weight of the stone pulls Makuho’s body upward.

“One bag is not enough, add another.”

“Umm…”

Mameha showed a pained expression. Because her legs were immobilized, her body was pulled up and down. Using this method, no one in the past had been able to endure up to five bags of stones, no, there was only one man who didn’t say a word, but that man was already dead.

“Umm… that’s despicable.” Mameha’s limbs trembled, and her voice seemed to be barely squeezed from her throat.

“You seem like you still don’t care. Well, chase another bag.”

Three bags of stones were hoisted up, and the iron was pulled with a “clicking” sound.

“Oh… no… don’t…”

“So, willing to be naked and do as I say?”

“No… don’t… absolutely not.” Mameha shook her head desperately, making grunts of pain.

“There’s nothing cute about you woman. You bring me the gun.”

Liza picks up the guard’s gun and stabs Mameha in the stomach from the front.

“Oh!”

Makuho’s body could only rock slightly, trying to bend her body but unable to move it due to the suspension.

Liza nonchalantly continued to stab Mameha in the stomach with the muzzle of her gun.

“Umm… please, no…”

“Promised to be a slave?”

Mameha clenched her teeth again and shook her head.

“Hoist another bag of rocks.”

The fourth bag of stones is hoisted.

“Umm…”

That’s when the gun hit Makuho hard in the stomach again.

“Woah…” The screams echoed through the room.

“Forgive me, spare me.”

“Have you agreed to be a slave?”

“Yes… so spare me…” Mameha finally gave in.

The bag of stones was removed, and the ropes binding the limbs were also untied.

“Now get naked and kneel in front of me.” Liza ordered as she sat in her chair.

Mameha slowly stripped her body of its clothes, exposing her beautiful naked body to Liza and the three guards.

The guards, seeing the Oriental beauty naked for the first time, stared as if they had forgotten to breathe.

“Bolt your arms and legs to the iron.”

Hearing Liza’s order, the guards placed handcuffs of nearby iron on Mameha’s hands and feet.

“Come here and take the oath of slavery.”

Mameha was still hesitating when Moustache pushed Mameha’s back and made her kneel at Liza’s feet.

“You have to say what I say… I will be Princess Liza’s slave from today… Please teach me more, and don’t say a word wrong.”

“Yes… I…”

Speaking of which, Liza slapped her.

“Who are you talking to? When you speak to me, you must first say, “Yes, Princess Liza…”

“Yes, Princess Liza.”

“Start from scratch again.”

“Yes, Princess Liza… I, Makuho Ikegami, will be Princess Liza’s slave from today, so please give me more guidance.”

Just as I finished, I was slapped again.

“You are a slave with your head held too high. Keep your hands on the ground when you speak, and keep your forehead on the ground when you finish.”

“Yes, sorry.”

“Again.”

“Yes, Princess Liza.” Makuho’s hands rested on the ground as he renewed his oath.

As she finished kowtowing, Liza placed her toes on Mameha’s head and said:

“How’s that? What it’s like to be a slave. You feel honored to have my feet on your head.”

“Yes, Princess Liza.”

Mameha certainly didn’t want to be a slave from the bottom of her heart, it was just that the pain of being hoisted up and pulled limb by limb after resisting was horrible.

“Take off my shoes and lick them.”

“Yes, Princess Liza.”

Hearing the order, Mameha cupped one of Liza’s feet and licked at the instep.

“Sucking on the toes, and between the toes.”

Liza looked at Mameha’s appearance and a very exciting joy of abuse arose in her heart. Perhaps the character that originally had this sadistic desire for abuse developed a strong hatred for Mameha.

The first thing that drove her fiancé, Sasaya, crazy. Sasami’s devotion to Mameha over her also upsets Liza.

“And lick the soles of your feet properly.” Liza kicked Mameha in the face.

Mameha licked the soles of Liza’s feet in silence.

Chapter V. The Ring of Shame

（１）

Yuichiro Ichise is on a jetliner bound for Q.

He was called last night by the Minister of Public Security in Inoki.

“Investigator Ikegami is missing in Q. Wants you to investigate.”

Inoki said in a gentle tone. But the eyes that looked at Ichise emerged with a sharp shine.

“Oh, does she get lost too?”

“If only it were simply lost.”

“It means…”

“Originally, she was scheduled to return home with Foreign Minister Yamakai, but according to the minister, she saw that His Highness Sasami was not doing well and took the initiative to beg to stay and take care of him.

“She’s a good old girl.”

“That wouldn’t matter, but Ikegami would have contacted me if he wanted to stay.”

“Was the desert so hot she passed out.”

“For the sake of carefulness, a note was sent to Q, but the other side said that Ikegami left Q the day after the minister returned.”

“It’s a very strange thing to say.”

“You’re willing to take a trip to Q.”

“I’ll go if you don’t want me to.”

Ichise looked out the window and drank the whiskey the air hostess had brought him. He thought back to being tricked by the blonde Deanna a few days ago, never dreaming then that it would develop into an international incident.

According to Minister Inoki, the minister went to Country Q and had to accede to the other side’s request to increase the price of crude oil by fifty percent.

Of course, on the surface it will be released as only about a thirty-five percent increase, but it will certainly be a fifty percent increase when the consumer buys it.

The assassin, Tennoji, disguises himself as Ichise, an incident that causes the police department to lose face and sympathize with Minister Inoki’s position. In order to save face and keep the minister from being moved left, Ichise is dispatched to try to find a way to save face.

“Investigator Ikegami, I’m really thankful you’re lost.”

Ichise finished his whiskey and then asked the air hostess for another.

（２）

Makuho is on her knees naked, sucking on Simon’s rod. Hands and feet are bolted to an iron, and a dog collar is placed around his neck, which is also bolted with an iron.

Simon’s penis would not be fully erect, it would swell when stimulated, but there was no point in hardness, it was almost semi-shriveled.

But it seems to like a woman to serve with her mouth or tongue. Simon had to suck on True Spike for an hour or two morning and evening.

It was only after a long period of sucking that he barely ejaculated, and the amount of semen was very small.

But Simon prefers to serve women himself.

Simon ordered as he pulled his not-yet-ejaculated, but semi-shriveled rod from Mameha’s mouth:

“Turn your ass around and spread your legs.”

“Yes, Mr. Simon.”

Makuho takes the position requested by Simon.

Simon dropped to his knees and looked at Makuho’s lower body.

Mameha’s body completely overturned Simon’s past impression of Japanese women as unique. Simon had always thought of Japanese women as short, short-legged, and dirty-skinned.

Mameha was yellow, with delicate and glowing skin, more beautiful than any white woman Simon had seen in the past.

The slender legs are not inferior to those of Westerners, and not only are they slender, the curves from thigh to heel are enough to seduce any man.

And, the ass on the thighs is even more impressive. Like arranging two basketballs, and high up in the air.

Simon used both hands to stroke his ass from his thighs upward.

“Oh…” Simon couldn’t help but let out a gasp, rubbing his cheek against his ass.

At this point, Simon almost understands how Sasami feels about wanting to be a slave to Makuho.

Simon’s head dug into the base of Mameha’s thigh and stuck out his tongue.

“A…” grunted Mameha.

In addition to Simon, Mameha has to serve Princess Liza every day.

As she licked from the princess’s toes to the base of her thighs, Mameha must have become erotically aroused.

That’s because the princess’s legs are coated with an aphrodisiac. Licking with the tongue alone makes the depths of the flesh itch and produces a continuous pleasure like a man’s ejaculation.

After serving the Princess, the fire of desire within Mameha’s body remained unquenched.

Just like that, she still had to serve Simon, so Mameha’s body was in a state of arousal all day long.

Now also the petals were being sucked by Simon, and a steady flow of hot nectar was coming out.

One was an investigator of the Ministry of Public Security, as if it was a long time ago. Even to the point of feeling that the sexual act is so sweet that one would rather be a sex slave for the rest of one’s life.

No one can just come into a bedroom and have a woman appear out of nowhere.

“It’s as if he’s having fun.”

Liza sat down on the couch next to her.

“This early in the day.” Simon said in a dissatisfied tone as he stuck his head out of Mameha’s lower body.

“It’s noon already.”

“What? Is it that time already?”

Simon had to climb out from under Mameha’s straddle and said, “I’m going to take a shower.”

Simon walked into the bathroom.

“You come over here.” Liza said coldly.

“Yes, Princess Liza.” Mameha crawled over to Liza and knelt down, her forehead to the ground.

Liza lifted one foot and stepped on Mameha’s head and said, “Wanna lick my foot?”

“Yes, Princess Liza.” These were True Spike’s sincere words.

“Okay, lick it.”

Mameha cupped Liza’s feet in both hands and licked from her thumb, but was immediately disappointed that Liza’s feet were not medicated today.

Liza’s foot suddenly retracted and she slapped Mameha in the face.

“What kind of licking are you doing? Can’t you lick it if it’s not coated?”

“No… no… I’m sorry…”

“You slaves really piss me off.”

Liza hit Mameha in the face again without mercy.

“Ah… Princess Liza… spare me…”

As he stomped on Makuho’s chest with his foot, Simon came out.

“What is the best way to play this slave today?”

“Very important guests came from America, so they were invited to the palace along with the rich and famous to show them special performances.”

“What special performance?”

“This slave knows karate. So wouldn’t it be nice to have her fight a slave bought from Marseilles?”

“I see.” A sly smile appeared on Simeon’s face.

“It’s just a little bit of trouble happening, though, and it’s unrelated to this show.”

Liza withdrew her foot from Mako’s breast. Said, “Call the ministry. Tell them to take the slaves to the car and have a secret word.”

“It doesn’t matter if the slave hears it, does it.”

“It’s about being careful.”

Simon nodded when he saw the look in Liza’s eyes and pressed the button next to the bed. Soon, two guards came.

“Take the slaves to the cart, the princess will be here in a moment.”

“Yes.” The two guards picked up Makuho from the left and right and led him out of the room.

“There are investigators from Japan coming in for this woman. We received information before arriving.”

“But it shouldn’t be traceable here. It can only be traced to getting on an airplane.”

“I’m not worried about that aspect, it’s this that’s the trouble. You see.”

Liza pulled out a few pictures from the envelope and handed them to Simon, whose eyes widened as he looked at them.

“What’s… what’s going on?”

“It was Tennoji who did it.”

The photo shows the scene of the Crown Prince being terrorized by the Tennoji Temple for a performance while he was in Japan.

“He said we’d have to have a million dollars ready if we didn’t want the photos to go public.”

“What?” Simon frowned.

“How can you go back to terrorizing your employer?”

“Probably means half a million dollars is too little.”

“Damn it.”

“This picture can’t be publicized now. At least not until after my wedding to Sasami and I are done.”

“Same thing when it’s over, I guess.”

“No, your highness won’t be needed after the wedding. Pretend it’s a suicide and you’ll still manage to maintain power after you kill him.”

“Are you talking about giving him a million dollars?”

“I didn’t say that to try to delay it until after the wedding.”

“What if it doesn’t work out?”

“There are still ways. The opponent, though a killer, is only one man. Use an eye for an eye against him.”

（３）

Mameha was taken to the van for slaves that was parked in the courtyard, and the two guards got in with them before closing the door behind them.

“Stick out your ass.” One of the guards said as he pushed Makuho down and pointed his gun at her.

“I’ll just do as I’m told, don’t be rough. Do you both want to fuck me? It doesn’t matter, I’m looking for pleasure too.”

Mameha got into a doggy position against the two guards and raised her ass.

The ass, which is usually beautiful standing up, looks even more aesthetically pleasing when taken in this position.

The two guards stared blankly at the two round mounds of flesh.

After hearing from their coworkers that they raped the beautiful Japanese female investigator on the top floor of the palace, they waited for their chance.

It was so beautiful that the two guards just looked and didn’t know what to do.

“What’s the matter with you guys? Don’t want me?” Mameha took it upon herself to wiggle her plump ass up and down and side to side.

Mameha was also deeply confident in the beauty of her ass.

One of the guards finally couldn’t resist holding onto Mameha’s ass.

The anticipation of being about to be raped made Mameha’s lower half completely wet.

Mameha said as she wiggled her ass as if she couldn’t wait before the man pulled down his pants and revealed his rod:

“Hurry! Come on…”

The guard inserted his soon-to-explode rod and immediately thrust it violently.

“Ah…”

For someone who could only suck on Simon’s semi-erect rod, the heat and hardness of the young guard aroused sensuality throughout her body.

The other guard couldn’t wait for his pants to come off either and came to Mameha’s face, grabbing her hair, pulling her head up, and shoving something hard into her mouth.

Mameha didn’t hesitate to suck on it, and unlike Simon’s soft cock, it did produce a filling sensation in her mouth that made Mameha ecstatic.

Almost never have I felt so lovely about a man’s thing, carefully tonguing it and bobbing my head back and forth to suck on it.

The man who was thrusting behind him, holding Mameha’s ass, was finished in no time. At this point, Makuho was pleased to have another guard for spares.

The man held Mameha’s ass and thrust it, immediately spewing a huge amount of cum.

Makuho wasn’t out yet. Laying on his back, he said, “One more time, and I’ll get pleasure too.”

Spreading the iron-bolted feet as far apart as possible, and also separating the petals with his hands, he continued:

“Stick your thick things in here quickly. Ah… please.”

Mameha stuck out her tongue and licked her lips on one side while a sweet humming sound came out of her nostrils.

The first man, once again erect, rubbed the rod with his own hand while slinging Mameha’s legs over his shoulders and thrusting in, thrusting in and out immediately.

“Slowly… don’t rush…”

Makuho clenches the man’s rod in his meaty hole, enjoying the intensely sensual taste.

“Ah… so good… I’m melting… thrust harder… ah…”

As the man’s thrusting motions accelerated, Mameha had successive orgasms.

In a blur of consciousness, Mameha began to suck as the other man inserted the rod into his mouth.

Because it’s the second time, men are presented with staying power.

Wiggling her ass on one side and sucking the rod in her mouth on the other, this was what Mameha was doing in a subconscious situation.

Using one hand to gently rub the man’s meat sack, he swung his other hand around the cock. At that moment it suddenly became apparent that the cock in his hand was much cooler compared to the one in his mouth.

Mameha opened her eyes slightly, and it turned out that it wasn’t a meat stick in her hand, but the muzzle of a gun that the guard was holding in his hand. At that moment, Mameha’s heart regained its composure.

It’s a great opportunity.

Mameha continued to act like she was having a good time while she began to study the battle notation.

“Just grab the gun…”

The only way to make it work is to take a chance.

Mameha gripped the muzzle of her gun, closed her eyes, and clenched her teeth hard.

“Whoa!”

At the same time she heard the man’s yell, Mameha snatched the gun up with all her might.

The guard dropped his gun and fell to the ground with his hands on his straddle.

“Don’t move!”

Mameha pointed her gun at the guard whose rod was still stuck inside and said, “Listen carefully and slowly put your hands up.”

The man wore a nervous expression and slowly raised his hands.

“Just leave me.”

“Okay…” the man thrust his rod in hard after a sudden smile appeared on his face.

“Ah!”

Just as Mameha closed her eyes, the man grabbed the muzzle of the gun and turned it to the side, preventing Mameha from pulling the trigger.

The man tries to grab the gun back, and Makuho clings to his arm, but his strength is no match for the man’s.

Mameha took her feet, which were resting on the man’s shoulders, and spun them around the man’s head, spreading them hard to the left and right.

Iron strangled the man’s neck, seeing the man’s eyes widen, but still not giving up on the gun grab.

Finally the man snatched the gun away. The man racked the gun with shaking hands, pointing it at Mameha. Fingers on the trigger. Mameha couldn’t help but yelp and close her eyes.

But no gunshots were heard; instead, the man’s body gradually collapsed on top of Mameha’s.

Mameha pushed the man’s body away from her and stood up, walking towards the other man and searching his body for the key.

“Where’s the key to the iron?” Mameha pointed the gun at the man who had fainted with his hands clutching his bleeding span.

“Quickly… call a doctor.”

“You give me the key! Go at once and call a doctor for you.”

“Umm…” the man grunted as he brought over a set of keys dangling from his pants belt.

Mameha removed the foot and neck restraints, peeled off the fainting man’s shirt, and put it on.

“You need to be honest.”

Picking up the other gun, he jumped out of the cargo hold of the van.

There was no movement in the yard.

“Don’t go!”

Climbing over to the man with his hands on his crotch, Mameha closed the door of the cargo compartment and hopped into the driver’s seat of the van.

The front door was made of iron railing poles, and Makuho stepped on the gas regardless.

As Liza stood up, there was a pounding on the door of the room.

“What is it?” Simon asked unhappily.

Liza’s chauffeur pushed open the door, stuck his head in and said, “Princess Liza, it’s not to be.”

“What is it?”

“The slaves robbed the van.”

“What did you say?” Liza looked back at Simon.

“How did you let her escape with two guards?”

Simon’s face was ugly.

“Better call the guard now.”

“But I don’t know where to flee to.”

“There aren’t many places that woman can hide in this country. Let’s send guards to the Japanese embassy and airport first.”

“Yes.”

（４）

Ichise walks out of the Japanese Embassy and lights a cigarette.

Got a bit of a hangover, but the cigarettes tasted great.

Wearing a white shirt, a suit without a tie, and sunglasses, which were to hide the red eyes.

Despite meeting the ambassador, no leads were obtained.

“It is indeed known that she came with Foreign Minister Yamakai.” The ambassador with half-white hair said as he looked at Ichise.

“I also only learned about this yesterday when I received a call from the Minister of Public Security in Inoki.”

“How’s it going?” The local cop asked, sitting in the driver’s seat.

“Nothing.”

“Where to now?”

“Go to the palace. At least pay your highness a visit.”

With the help of the local police, they start investigating the airport and the hotels where Makuho and Yamakai stayed.

It is said that Mameha did leave the hotel and walk to the airport in order to return to Japan.

The airline’s story is that it did receive a request from Makuho to book a flight, but did not see Makuho on that flight.

“The Ministry of Public Security didn’t teach the technique of ground escape ah.”

Met up with several vans on the way to the palace.

“As if something happened?”

“I heard it was the female slave of the palace that escaped.”

“Slaves? Are there still people like that?”

“It wasn’t just the palaces, the rich and powerful had many slaves. The highest prices were for white women, especially blondes, and even forty-year-olds had value. The next most expensive are oriental women.”

“Are there Japanese too?”

“I’m not quite sure about that.” The policeman gave a wry smile.

Ichise had heard those words before. Men who got rich on oil secretly abducted women from various countries from around France and traded them.

“Did Makuho also…”

One color thought the possibility was also high. If that’s true, it can be said that it’s impossible to save it.

“If I had known, I should have pursued her more aggressively.” Ichise really thought so.

It’s not accessible in all directions.

There were several police cars parked in front of the Japanese Embassy, surrounded by many guards with guns. Immediately, they headed back, but the main roads were being inspected, so Makuho had to leave the van behind.

Choose an area with few pedestrians and escape into an alleyway.

The sun is still big. Just the color of the skin tends to attract attention. Trying to pretend to be a traveler with unnatural clothing.

Mameha was wearing a dark blue shirt and shorts, and it was ill-sized guard’s clothing.

Makuho hid in the back door of one of the buildings and used the dagger he had grabbed to cut the legs of his shorts down his thighs. Belted this way, they more or less look like hot pants.

Unbutton the shirt all over again and knot the hem at the belly button.

Dressing like this is sure to attract a man’s attention, no matter what country you’re in.

Walk out of the building and into the neighborhood’s not-so-fancy bar.

Hearing the conversation inside suddenly stop, and knowing that many eyes were focused on her, Mameha walked over to the stage and sat down.

“What to drink?”

Only the waiter’s expression remained the same when he saw Mameha, who looked like a cross-dresser.

“Got any scotch?”

The waiter nodded and poured half a glass of wine into his glass.

A little away, two Japanese men were talking and looking Mameha’s way.

Seeing this situation from the rest of her eyes, Mameha pulled a cigarette out of her pocket and then made a show of pretending to look for a lighter.

“Please.” The Japanese man with silver-rimmed glasses immediately said in English.

“Thanks.” Mameha replied in English as well.

“Excuse me, are you Japanese?”

“No, I’m Chinese.”

“Alone?”

“Yes.”

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“May I?”

“Of course. It’s so boring to have two men together.”

“In that case, it’s better to change the location.”

Seeing the man trying to get back to the other man, Mameha pulled him back and said, “It’s best to be alone with you.” Showing delicate eyes at the other man.

The man first gave a puzzled look, then broke into a smile as if he understood what Mameha meant and said, “No problem. Please wait, I’ll go talk to my friend.”

After that, he walked towards his friends.

（５）

The man’s name is Aniki. He works for S Trading Company and often comes to Q on business.

Age 30, has a wife and two children in Tokyo.

He is considered an elite member of the company, with good abilities, and also has good connections in the higher echelons of the company.

His wife, Yanai, is the second daughter of the general manager and was married five years ago.

Yanai, who was twenty-three years old at the time, was not attractive to Yasuki, except for the daughter of the general manager.

It’s not ugly, and I can’t say it’s beautiful.

The general manager looks at him and Aniki agrees to the marriage under hesitation. Aniki is choosing a beautiful woman over a woman who can get him promoted.

After marriage, there was a surprising change in Yanai, who was thought to have a gentle personality. Of course she can do the housework, but she is full of complaints, probably because she is pampered.

And, after having children, became obese, not even thirty years old, and the circumference drew the equivalent.

This is the period when Yasuki is feeling the pain of obligatory sex.

In contrast, the woman in hot pants who called herself “Rino” looked like an angel to Yasuki.

When Aniki traveled abroad on business, he often went shopping for women, but he hadn’t seen such wonderful women.

As she stepped into the hotel’s elevator, Aniki was excited to the max.

Couldn’t help but caress the ass in the hot pants. I was worried that the woman would be angry, but I didn’t realize that she even took the initiative to lean her body over.

By the time he stepped out of the elevator, the front of Aniki’s pants had long since bulged.

“I’m going to take a shower first.”

Entering the room, Rino walked into the bathroom after speaking in English.

Aniki couldn’t wait more than two minutes, hurriedly stripping off her own clothes and rushing into the bathroom.

The woman was showering with her back to this side of the room, exposing breasts and ass that were more voluptuous than Aniki had imagined.

“It’s so beautiful.” Aniki couldn’t help but hug Rino from behind.

Kissing the pink neck, hands caressing the breasts, erect rod rubbing against the ass.

With that request for a kiss, the woman turned around and offered her tongue.

Aniki was touched.

It wasn’t just a night out with his wife, no woman bought anywhere had ever kissed so passionately. Aniki’s desire had overtaken reason.

“Wait a minute.”

Rinoa’s mouth left and she crouched on the spot.

Aniki couldn’t help but let out a humming sound. Aside from the sweet sensation, having such a beautiful woman kneeling in front of him for oral sex excited Aniki.

And Rinoa’s technique is more skillful and passionate than any woman in the past.

“I can’t, it’s coming out.” Yasuki grabbed Rino’s hair.

“Never mind. Just cum out once first, and I’ll drink it.”

Rinoa swallowed the rod into her mouth again, swinging her head back and forth while sucking.

Mameha, who plays Rino, aims at the immediate and urgent need for money, but also has the intention of seeking fulfillment.

Raped by two guards, the body that had taken many aphrodisiacs had not been satisfied, even as the more it touched the men, the stronger the desire became.

“Ah…!”

A grunt was heard from the man as the rod in his mouth began to spray.

Aniki walked out of the bathroom with a large towel around her body.

Rino, who came out first, smoked prone on the bed.

Yasuki, who had just ejaculated, had the towel up high by this time, because Rino was very attractive.

In the past, Yasuki had fucked any woman, never forgetting his status as an elite member of the company, and therefore restraining his desires during intercourse.

When he met Rino, he was able to put aside his pride and shame and became a complete man, and acted like a wild animal at will.

Aniki removed the towel and jumped into bed.

“Just don’t move.”

Stopping Rinoa from going to lie on her back, Yasuki licked from the tips of her toes. Taking each toe in his mouth and sucking on it, he also licked the palms of his feet and didn’t feel dirty.

Breathing so fast my heart almost exploded as I licked my way to my thigh. The thought of dying like this was willing.

When he spread his thighs apart, he saw the wet core and didn’t hesitate to bring his mouth close. Plunging his tongue in, he licked without regard.

“Come… come on!” Rinoa wiggled her ass and said in an impatient voice.

Yasugi lifted his body and held onto Rino’s ass, thrusting to the bottom in one go.

Just the sight of Rino’s beautiful curves creates the desire to cum.

There was no way to restrain himself, only to thrust violently, the pleasure traveling from his rod to his entire body.

As she ejaculated, Yasuki somehow dropped a tear.

Break up with Yasuki at the door of the hotel.

“Can we meet again later?” Aniki asked.

Mameha replied, “I don’t know.”

Yasugi gives Mameha more money than she ever thought possible.

The first thing Mameha does after leaving the hotel is to buy clothes and contact Japan.

Shortly after parting ways with Yasuki, a police car pulls up in front of Mameha. Seeing the guards with guns jumping out of the car, Mameha turns to walk back, but another police car comes along.

“Don’t move! Move and you’ll be shot.”

The waiter who had just been at the bar was seen behind the police captain.

（６）

Lorna was a blonde woman of twenty-seven or eight, with light basket-colored eyes, a slightly tired look, and a cute smile when she smiled.

Ichise meets her on an airplane and tries to woo her despite her wariness.

“I was visiting my husband who works in Q.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Ichise immediately apologized.

Lorna, however, smiled and said, “Never mind, maybe this is the last time I’ll see my husband.”

“It means…”

“Isn’t that often the case? Men and women who are not in a relationship, but are legally married.”

“What does your husband do?”

“It’s the engineer who developed the oil fields.”

When Ichise returned from the palace, Laurana was drinking alone in the barroom of the same hotel.

“Have you seen Mr. Engineer?”

“He’s gone to the palace. Seems like there’s something fun going on.”

“Why don’t you come along?”

“I’m not interested.”

“So, how about we have dinner together?”

Lorna considered it and said, “Okay.”

It wasn’t as if Ichise hadn’t thought that this one was also a trap set up by the Tennoji. If that was the case, wanted to take this opportunity to bring out the person behind the curtain.

When Ichise went to the palace, he was not able to meet due to Shasamiya’s poor health.

“Why did you agree to Mameha’s return when you’re not in good health?”

One color was puzzled. But now he was alone and couldn’t investigate deeper.

There is a very high barbed wire fence around the ring.

The seats around the room were filled with Q’s ministers, dignitaries, the rich and famous, and some came with several wives.

Among them is also seen Maxon, who is Lorna’s husband.

This is the secret showplace in the basement of the palace.

After a fight between women and women, the loser is stripped naked on the spot and subjected to all kinds of abuse. The loser is also sent to the slave market afterwards to accompany the buyer through the night.

In the ring Makuho is stripped naked and kneels in the face of Martha, the American Black Woman.

“You are my slave from now on.” Martha said as she pulled Makuho’s head.

“Y…” nodded Mameha, no longer having the energy to continue resisting.

“What kind of answer is that!”

Martha immediately slapped Mameha left and right.

“Knowing that you are a slave, you should say, Yes, Master Martha.” Masha said as she swallowed the blood in her mouth.

Immediately put in a dog collar with an iron.

“Slave, climb.”

Makuho, who had taken a kick to the shoulder, began to crawl.

Martha rode on Mameha’s back and whipped her ass with a riding crop.

Mameha felt like her back was about to break, but managed to crawl.

“Can’t it go faster?”

Martha grabbed the hair and lifted Mameha’s head up. The audience silently admired, their eyes showing a cold and sadistic color.

In less than three rounds, Makuho collapses helplessly into the ring.

“What’s this little bit!”

Martha’s whip landed on Mameha’s back, ass, and thighs.

“Ah… spare me… Master Masha.” Makuho cried out while rolling around the ring.

“Don’t think that’s the end of it, you still have to ask your guest to play with it painfully.”

When Martha finished, she took Mameha out of the chain link fence and even made her pick up the plastic bucket in her mouth. Inside the bucket were electric dildos, clothespins, wax candles and more.

“Now to chill to each guest.”

With Martha pulling the iron out of the situation, Mameha crawls towards the audience.

First came the rich and famous of Q.

“Please feel free to toy with me with these implements.”

Use both hands to send the plastic bucket through.

This one, as if he was used to it, chose the electric dildo and said, “Hold your ass up.”

When Mameha hesitated a little, Martha kicked her in the ass and said, “Not so fast!”

“Mmm, very pretty ass.”

The man was so horny that he stroked Mameha’s round ass before parting the petals with his hand and inserting the dildo.

“And don’t say thank you.”

Another kick from Martha. Mameha kisses the man on his leather shoe and says, “Thanks.”

There were over twenty guests and each had to be subjected to any and all play.

Then a small dildo is inserted into the anus.

After there was no room for a dildo, the next customer used clothespins on her nipples. Mameha’s body is quickly filled with clothespins.

That’s when the two dildos started to vibrate as well.

At first only painful vibrations would be felt, and it wasn’t long before Mameha’s sensitive flesh finally responded.

And the humiliation of crawling around in front of a lot of guests, being treated with contempt and ridicule, made Mameha’s sensual fire burn even hotter.

Finally the guest lights the wax candle and drips the wax oil on Mameha’s body.

The female guests in particular were far more cruel than the men, and when they saw that there were no more clothespins being used on their bodies, they began to torture Mameha’s face.

The first thing to do is for True Spike to stick out his tongue and clip on the tanning clips from both sides. Then insert the lit two cigarettes into his nostrils.

The smoke choked Mameha to the point where she coughed on her staff, spit spilling out of her mouth.

The woman looked at it with a sneer and said, “Barking in a nice voice for us, aren’t you a bitch?”

This was said while dripping wax oil on the body, and someone else bolted a line to a clothespin that caught the tongue, pulling it and saying, “What a horny slave, still wiggling her ass when she gets like this.”

“Yes… hee hee hee…”

Amidst the jeers of the women, Mameha still had to wiggle her ass in time with the movements of the dildo.

(End of book)