(i)
Miho slowly slid into the large bathtub in her own bathroom, and the warm hot water immediately encompassed her beautiful, plump flesh as if it were being gently stroked by countless pairs of small, gentle hands, making Miho feel very comfortable from the bottom of her heart.
Ripe pear-shaped, plump breasts bobbed in the water due to buoyancy, and Miho couldn’t help but reach out with a pair of jade hands to gently hold her two soft, beautiful breasts from below, looking down proudly.
Snow-white breasts are so smooth and elastic, the tip of the nipple is small and delicate like a cherry blossom with a beautiful pink color, not very large areola is very light in color, light and elegantly dissolved into the white and tender skin of the breasts.
The nipples, which were slightly sunk into the light pink areola, bulged briskly when the slightest touch of a fingertip was applied.
Miho knew that her nipples were so sensitive that her body would warm up after a few more touches, and then she wouldn’t be able to resist masturbating in the water again.
Sighing softly in her heart, Miho lowered her hand and saw the black pubic hair at the base of her long thighs swaying like seaweed in the hot water. Miho’s pubic hair was of the right length and softness, and it matched her intellectual beauty and elegance, forming a beautiful inverted triangle under her snow-white belly.
After stroking her fingers through the soft pubic hair for a while, Miho gently parted the two larger labia with two fingers, revealing the delicate pink petals inside. When the tips of her fingers gently touched the soft petals, a hint of lustful feelings arose in her mind.
‘It’s so comfortable!’ She couldn’t help but miss the one who tenderly caressed her here and gave her great pleasure.
“Nakayama Miho’s body is what all men desire…”
At the thought of the mesmerized eyes of the men around her, Miho gave a contemptuous smile and muttered to herself in a slightly angsty voice.
Twenty-six-year-old Miho is an unforgettable beauty with a slim, well-proportioned body and a very feminine charm. Since graduating from university, she has been teaching at Iwatsuki Academy, which is known as an elite school, for nearly four years.
With her beautiful face and clear-cut expression, Miho, who has a first-rate body even as a fashion model, was called the “flower of the school” after she entered the school. Miho always laughed off her many suitors, earning her the nickname “Iceberg Beauty”.
Many people couldn’t help but secretly spread the word that Miho was gay, but Miho’s outstanding performance and strict style at the academy kept those rumors at bay and disappeared without a trace.
Emerging from the bathroom, Miho simply wrapped herself in a large bath towel and draped her slightly damp over-the-shoulder hair, relishing the comfort of being at home with the joy of free release.
After pouring herself a glass of water, Miho switched on the television in passing, and a message that was being broadcast caught Miho’s attention.
“Now broadcasting an urgent notice, a criminal escaped from prison in the afternoon, now the police are in full pursuit. We hope that the public will be more vigilant and notify the police if they see any suspicious characters.”
Next the television began to show images of the prisoner, a thirty-three year old fugitive who looked like an elite member of society, not at all like a vicious criminal.
“The police these days are really…” Miho was just about to change the channel when the phone rang.
“Does he want to do something?” Asai Yumi, the deputy chief of the Nishijo Police Station, pondered bitterly after receiving the report.
She knew the horror of this criminal, known as the “Demon with a Thousand Faces”, Sato Akira is a very cunning and difficult to deal with, was once listed as the most wanted by the United States Central Intelligence Agency, the Japanese police this time also took great pains to catch him. However, it was not expected that he would successfully escape from prison a month later, which would make it even more difficult to catch him again.
Twenty-eight-year-old Yumi just arrived this year, and she is truly one of those so-called upper-class social elites who graduated from a prestigious university, studied abroad, then returned to her home country to take the civil service exam, and took up her position as Deputy Commissioner Jane without a hitch.
The youngest Deputy Administrator this office had ever seen was petite and delicate, with short, sharp hair that didn’t look at all like a twenty-eight year old woman, just like an innocent college student.
When she first took office, she was nicknamed the “Flower Vase Commissioner” by the police officers under her command. It was true that Yumi was even more beautiful and attractive than those showbiz beauties, but she had quickly demonstrated her ability to convince her subordinates, and although they still called her by her nickname, “Beauty Commissioner”, their tone of voice was one of admiration.
Yumi had a flash of insight: “Damn! That woman will be the first target.” Yumi quickly summoned her detective: “Did anyone go to Ms. Shoko’s place?”
Shoko she was originally Sato’s mistress, and after being talked to by the police, she assisted them in capturing Sato.
“Goes for two.”
“Not enough, send a few more. Move fast.” Yumi urged.
“No way.” A police officer questioned, “Sato wouldn’t have gotten away with it and dared to go to Shoko?”
Yumi said confidently, “There’s no mistaking it. I’ve studied this person in depth.”
As an expert in the psychology of criminals, Yumi’s judgment was amazingly accurate and had proved unmistakable in previous cases. This was one of the aspects that made the henchmen admire her.
A couple of cops were just about to leave when an officer rushed in and called out, “Sato attacked a road patrolman.”
“What?” The crowd was flabbergasted and came forward to ask after them.
It turns out that Sato actually stripped the cop of his clothes after knocking him out.
Yumi reacted the fastest as she immediately ordered, “Inform the public that if a single police officer comes to the door, do not open it. It’s best to call the police immediately.” Then Yumi turned around : “You guys quickly go to Ms. Shoko’s place.”
The crowd roared in response.
Listening to her mother’s incessant lecturing over the phone, Miho responded absentmindedly, anxious to get it over with.
“In short, you two sisters really let me heart.” My mother summarized over the phone, “You’d better find a date early, so you don’t have to worry me all the time. I told you this person is good, want to make time to meet.”
Hearing this made Miho’s head spin; her mother was always pushing her to go on blind dates, and nine out of ten phone calls were to introduce men to Miho.
Miho was trying to think of a way to excuse herself when the doorbell rang.
“Ah, someone’s coming, that’s all.” Miho said in a rush as if she was relieved of her burden.
“Wow, so are you coming back on Sunday?”
“Mom, say again.” Miho hung up quickly.
Miho looked out of her fisheye into the hallway, only to see a police officer standing in the doorway.
Miho opened the door to the room before the police officer rang the doorbell again, “What can I do for you, Mr. Officer?” Miho asked in a relaxed tone. Because this one’s knock was so timely, saving her from her mother’s nagging.
“Sorry to interrupt.” The policeman flashed the ID in his hand and walked into the room, casually closing the door behind him.
Miho watched the policeman’s strange movements and thought that his face looked like she had seen it somewhere before.
“You live alone?”
“Yes.” Miho looked at the cop in disbelief.
Miho felt the police officer’s eyes suddenly become odd, and she snapped to the thought that she was now all wrapped up in just a towel, looking very sexy and provocative.
Knowing that it was a man’s lustful look, Miho’s face reddened a bit as she asked unhappily, “What’s the matter, Officer-san?”
“That’s the thing!” The policeman suddenly gave a strange smile.
“AH…” Miho screamed, clutching her chest with both hands and shrinking into a ball. That’s because the policeman actually reached out and grabbed the towel off her body, exposing Miho’s voluptuous and tantalizing flesh.
“Let’s introduce ourselves first,” the policeman said with a smug smile, “My name is Akira Satou. What’s your name, ma’am?”
As soon as Miho heard that, she immediately screamed and subconsciously turned around and ran for her room.
Satou watched from behind as this beautiful woman ran with her hands clasping her chest and wiggling her snow-white ass, and muttered, “This is an unexpected bonus!”
Before Miho could close the bedroom door behind her, Sato kicked it open, the violent impact knocking Miho down onto the bedroom carpet.
Looking at the man with an impish smile, Miho backed away in fear.
Sato went up and pinned Miho to the ground, pulling out handcuffs and trying to cuff Miho’s hands behind her back. Miho struggled desperately, but the flexibility and elasticity of her body, which had practiced gymnastics since she was a child, prevented Satoru from succeeding for a while.
“Damn it,” Sato scolded, “you be honest.”
Miho felt a chill on her buttocks.
“Move again and I’ll kill you.” Sato drew his pistol and poked Miho’s snowy, plump mound of flesh.
“Ah…” Miho’s heart went cold and her body stiffened.
After the initial rush passed, Miho calmed down and began to fear for her life.
“Please don’t kill me.” Miho’s voice froze.
“Hey, hey, put your hands behind your back.” Sato mischievously touched Miho’s pussy lips with the barrel of his gun.
Miho shuddered and dutifully put her hands behind her back.
“Oooh…” Miho wailed sadly, feeling something hard and cold being shoved into her dry, warm fleshy hole. It turned out that Sato had shoved it in with the barrel of his gun against the closed labia, allowing the pistol to penetrate Miho’s delicate vagina.
“This tastes good, doesn’t it?” Sato asked with a smirk.
His hands weren’t free, and after cuffing Miho’s hands, he stroked Miho’s back and buttocks.
Her skin was smooth and moisturized after the shower, and it felt so good to the touch. But to Miho, it was as if caterpillars were crawling on her body, causing her body to break out in a sweat and sending a chill down her spine.
“What are you doing? Please let me go!” Miho pleaded as she struggled helplessly, face down.
Although she had the realization of being raped in her mind, she didn’t know that this immediate Akira Sato was a horrible demon, and what was about to befall her was an abuse she couldn’t have imagined.
“It’s unbearable, such an annoying ass.”
Sato said to himself as his hand began to lightly slap up the plump, high, snow-white mound of flesh, the bouncy flesh of his buttocks quivering and shaking as he watched the man’s beast grow.
For Sato, who hadn’t touched a woman in over a month, the beautiful, voluptuous flesh in front of him had an absolute allure that made his rod harden violently.
“Let’s do it first, it’s suffocating me!” Sato said, unbuckling his belt.
“Don’t! … don’t..! …” Miho screamed desperately as her beautiful naked body, cuffed with her hands behind her back, was rolled over onto her back, kicking her long legs.
But how can a woman who has lost most of her resistance be a match for a man who is a sadist? In front of him, the appearance of this completely naked beauty who lost her hands and kicked her snow-white thighs to resist with all her might, on the contrary, made the sadistic desire in Sato’s heart rise even higher.
“Just be a good girl and resign yourself to your fate! You’ll be whimpering as soon as my rod goes in.”
Sato clamped Miho’s two thighs on each of his ribs, and his surging rod reached out to the delicate nectar, aiming at the pink slit. Miho could only hopelessly twist her waist and kick her legs, which didn’t have the slightest effect on Satoru’s actions, but instead drove the pair of huge breasts in front of her chest to shake constantly, giving the man even more pleasure.
“Ah! …” The pain of having her narrow, tightly packed flesh hole penetrated by a huge, hot rod caused Miho to let out a miserable cry, moving her body upward to escape, but Sato pulled her thighs tighter as the rod slowly penetrated deeper and deeper into her dry honey hole.
“It hurts! … don’t! …” All Miho could do was to tilt her head back to reveal her slender, snow-white neck, her back arching hard.
“It’s so tight! … it’s so comfortable! …” Satoru couldn’t help but cry out even as he felt a violent contraction in the warm walls of flesh wrapped around his rod.
This was the highest class apartment building, and the soundproofing in every home was excellent, plus Miho’s room was on the far side, so they wouldn’t startle anyone no matter how much they yelled.
“You scream harder!” After plunging his rod to the bottom, Sato watched mesmerized at the beauty’s agonized expression as he began to slowly thrust up.
Meeting such a woman on her first day of escape made the blood of abuse flow faster through Sato’s body.
“Stop! Oops… don’t…”
Miho’s miserable calls, combined with the tight warmth of the sensations in her fleshy hole, greatly satisfied Satoru’s sadistic appetite.
“Just scream as loud as you can!”
Sato now slung his still-resisting legs over his shoulders as his rod made deeper thrusts, twisting violently and pistoning with a force that almost split the flesh hole.
“Ah! … don’t! … It’ll break! …”
The fiery pain caused Miho to keep letting out mournful wails and agonized moans, but made Sato thrust as if he were on the best stimulant.
“Yeah, just keep screaming!”
Sato sped up his thrusts in response to the excitement of going over the top, and his belly hit Miho’s pubic mound like a storm, making a “popping” sound.
Finally the lust in Sato’s heart exploded, and he violently pushed his rod to the deepest part of his meat hole, and a stream of fiery semen shot into his womb.
Miho, who was struggling desperately, when she felt something hot shooting deep inside her, she relaxed her whole body and started sobbing. With her eyes closed tightly and tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes, Miho sobbed intermittently, her legs spread unconsciously as the white semen slowly flowed out of her ravaged pussy.
Thinking that was the end of it she didn’t see that Sato, who had stood up, was taking two steps up and slowly sitting down with his legs apart. Sato rode up on Miho’s breasts, his hips flattening Miho’s plump, high breasts, and he deliberately squirmed a little.
“Uh-huh! …” Miho let out a grunt of pain while opening her eyes, and the shriveled penis immediately came into view.
“Now you’ll clean up the aftermath, you’ll have to lick it clean, it should taste good with both of our lewd cum on it.”
Sato said shamelessly, while rubbing his sexually smelly cock against Miho’s face, making her cries more and more miserable.
Seeing the expression of disgust in Miho’s beautiful eyes and tightly closed lips, Satou immediately and mercilessly slapped her a few times: “How long are you going to cry, don’t hurry up and get it for me!”
Saying that, he reached down and squeezed the thin neck again to strangle it tightly, and from Miho’s mouth came a ruptured gasp, unable to stop herself from opening her petal-like lips and sticking out her pink tongue. The penis, which was covered in lewd fluid, soon swelled up again and increased in hardness after being licked from the root to the tip by the soft and tender tongue.
Being a sadist, there was no way that Sato could achieve fulfillment with a single ejaculation. Sato forced his revitalized rod back into Miho’s mouth and started thrusting in and out.
Looking down at the woman’s agonized expression as she let out a dull grunt, Sato thrust excitedly, an even stronger desire for abuse rising in his heart.
”It’s been a while since I’ve seen such a nice woman, elegant temperament, sexy body. Looks like these days of waiting are no longer boring.”
Miho tearfully struggled to turn her tongue, licking hard at the rod that moved in and out between her lips, her cheeks, which were flushed with several red marks, constantly dimpling and changing.
The hands that were pressed behind her back had long since gone numb, but Miho, who was gripped by powerful humiliation, could not feel any of that, because several times when the meat stick was thrust in, the huge glans slammed into her throat, making it difficult for her to even breathe.
Just as Miho felt herself on the verge of passing out, the rod in her mouth suddenly swelled open alarmingly, and before she realized what was going on, Sato’s hips lifted, and between the jumps of the rod, a thick, fishy, hot spurt of cum gushed violently into her mouth.
“No! Oo…” Miho couldn’t scream out in time as a large amount of semen filled her small mouth, leaving her with nothing more than a muffled whimper.
“Swallow it!” Sato yelled as he grabbed Miho’s hair, “If it leaks out, I’ll kill you!”
The poor woman could only endure the feeling of vomiting in her heart and swallowed the hot semen like poison in one gulp.
Even though Miho had been careful, some of the liquid had leaked out of the corner of her mouth.
Seeing a trace of white cloudy liquid hanging from the corner of the beautiful woman’s mouth, Satou stood up and smiled happily and lewdly: “You didn’t finish my milk, I’m going to punish you properly for being a disobedient woman!”
Miho shook her head in panic and begged, “What are you doing? … don’t! …”
Paying no attention to Miho’s pleas, Sato pulled her up and dragged her over to the couch, leaving her head down with her belly pressed against the backrest of the leather sofa. The female body, weakened by the rape and blowjob, hung limply on the high sofa backrest, her supple body forming an almost folded appearance, with only that plump, fat ass kicking up high as the most conspicuous spot on her body.
Miho, who didn’t know what Sato was going to do, heard the sound of the wind breaking as the belt was swung in the air, and couldn’t help but cry out in fear: “Don’t! …”
Before the words were out of his mouth, the belt hit the snow-white ass with a crisp, meaty sound.
“Ah! …” cried Miho as she felt a fiery pain in her ass and couldn’t help but wiggle her naked buttocks.
“Nice! You look even better when you’re making miserable cries and wiggling your ass, so cry well and make me happy!”
Satori, who had a burning desire to abuse, raised his eyebrows and swung the belt hard. With a soft, crunching sound, a second fiery red stripe appeared on the snow-white ass.
“Ah! … it hurts so much! … spare me! …”
Miho’s whole body shook as she struggled to lift her head and let out a screaming cry through her tears, unaware that it would make the sadistic man even happier and result in inciting his behavior.
“That fat, fat ass of yours is a real spanker. I’ll treat it right!”
Listening to the woman’s screams, seeing her agonizing tears, and the kind of pleasure he felt through the belt all gave Sato’s perverted sadistic mind great satisfaction. He swung the belt in his hand at regular intervals, smacking it against Miho’s voluptuous mounds of flesh that couldn’t stop trembling, causing her cries to grow louder and louder.
As Miho’s mounds of flesh, like large white peaches, became as red as tomatoes, her legs shook and the screams from her mouth lost that sharpness.
After filling Miho’s ass with the pleasure of the whipping, Sato set her down and undid the handcuffs.
Miho flopped down on the carpet in front of the couch, running her hands over her red and swollen ass, whimpering and crying at the pain in her ass.
Sato walked over to the window and pulled the curtains open a crack, his sharp eyes catching sight of that familiar window in the building across the street. Through the half-concealed cloth curtains, several men in uniform were walking around inside, looking busy, and a horrible smile spread across Sato’s mouth.
“They’re so fast!” Satou muttered, then turned his head to Miho, who was still crying, and issued a command in a pleasant tone, “I’m hungry! Go get me something to eat!”
Horrified by his tactics, Miho had no choice but to stop wiping her pussy and slowly climb to her feet, reaching for the clothes beside her.
“Asshole! What are you still wearing, fuck all over me. Just go for it like this! Hurry!” Sato raised one eyebrow and cursed.
Poor Miho had no choice but to wiggle her red ass into the kitchen to prepare a drink for the man who had abused her.
Sato watched carefully for a moment, putting the curtains down and sitting on the couch. He couldn’t see the kitchen from his angle, so he stood up and walked into the kitchen.
In the clean and bright kitchen, Miho was only wearing an apron and her beautiful body was almost completely naked. Seeing such a beautiful sight, Sato couldn’t help but reach forward and touch that mature and gorgeous flesh. Miho gritted her teeth and endured the man’s aggression, her hands trembling slightly, indicating the humiliation in her heart.
Sato’s technique was completely different from the gentleness Miho was familiar with, an almost rough ravishment, but the man’s powerful movements brought her a different feeling.
To add to Miho’s embarrassment, her mature, sensitive twenty-six year old flesh was beginning to react honestly to Sato’s skillful touch, her cherry red nipples slowly hardening and bulging out, standing up against her round, white breasts, and a fiery sensation arose in her lower abdomen.
“You’re really sensitive!” Sato taunted in Miho’s ear, making her whole body heat up at the sound.
By this time his fingers were nonchalantly between Miho’s legs, touching the delicate fleshy petals. His thumb, on the other hand, was pressed between the plump mounds of flesh, gently rubbing the deep chrysanthemum bud.
Miho felt a great sense of shame at having her shameful excretory organs played with in such a way that she almost wanted to scream and run away, and she couldn’t help but think sadly: what other horrible tricks did this man have up his sleeve? But now, she could only endure for a little while longer, maybe this man would leave here after he had had his fill, the wanted criminal should be eager to abscond to a faraway place.
Miho admonished herself this in her mind while speeding up the movements of her hands.
Sato finally sat down and began to enjoy the wine and food that Miho had prepared. Coming from a famous family, Miho had been educated in the best of home economics, and her skills were by no means inferior to those of a first-class chef, and Satoru, who had spent more than a month in prison eating food, was even more impressed by the food.
Instead, Miho was stripped of even her apron, her beautiful torso uncovered as she knelt beside Sato and poured him a drink like an underling.
Miho felt worse than even the lowliest of whores, which was starting to mess with her mind, and it struck her as odd to herself to be subjected to the most complete abuse by a man and still be able to serve him with a smile on her face, and with movements that were becoming more and more natural.
Sato comfortably finished the last bite and held out his hand with the glass, which Miho immediately filled for him. Satisfied, Sato drank it all in one gulp, then rubbed his stomach and stood up, looking around.
‘He’s finally leaving!’ Miho felt a surge of joy in her heart, the nightmare was about to pass.
At that moment Sato found a couple of straps and began to bind Miho’s hands and feet.
“I’m not going to the police, so don’t tie it up!” Miho didn’t resist, just pleaded like this.
Without saying a word, Sato had Miho sit on a chair with her hands tied behind it and her feet tied to each of the chair’s two legs. Once that was done, he stood up and took a closer look to make sure that Miho couldn’t break free and couldn’t move, Sato took Miho’s bag and went to the bathroom for a while and left her house.
Upon hearing the door to the room close, Miho began to struggle as hard as she could, but the rope bindings were just too firm, and no matter how much Miho twisted and turned, she couldn’t move a muscle.
Before long, Miho’s body was dripping with sweat, her naked ass becoming sticky from the sweaty contact with the surface of the chair, making her feel very uncomfortable. Miho stopped her hopeless struggles and began to think, sitting around waiting to be rescued wasn’t her style, she didn’t want to be tied to a chair and praying that someone else would find out and rescue her.
Finally her eyes lit up and a good idea jumped out at her. Miho began to wiggle her ass harder, the chair making a rocking sound.
Yumi got out of the car and looked up at the familiar apartment building across the street, when a middle-aged man stepped out of the well-decorated foyer and got into a cab.
‘It looks so familiar, like I’ve seen it somewhere?’ Yumi looked down in thought.
At a glance it seemed a bit familiar, but when she thought back carefully, the only thing she could see was the broken eyebrow on the man’s face and the black mark on his chin, everything else was a blur, Yumi couldn’t help but shake her head and chuckle, maybe her memory wasn’t as good as it used to be because she’d been working too hard lately.
“Administrator!” The voice of one of his men interrupted Yumi’s thoughts: “Let’s go in!”
‘Let’s call her later… I didn’t realize that I lived nearby, so maybe I can go…’ At that thought, Yumi’s heart swam, and she quickened her pace, briskly following her men into the building.
‘This woman is so beautiful!’ Sato sat in the car and watched through the rear window as Yumi entered the building where Shoko lived.
The first thing he saw was the epaulettes and lapel flowers on top of Yumi’s uniform, and he couldn’t help but be amazed at Yumi’s beauty and status.
”It’s amazing that a pretty young woman can sit in such a high position, maybe it’s because of that pretty face!” Satou smiled wickedly and turned back around.
(ii)
After a few tries, Miho finally got the chair to topple sideways onto the floor, and, not caring that her arms were raw from the pressure, she struggled to move bit by bit with the chair, moving closer in the direction of the telephone.
Miho was only a step away from the telephone when she heard the door lock turn, and since she had expended so much energy, she was slumping over helplessly gasping for air, but in her heart she was ecstatic.
‘Is it anyone?’
A wave of confusion ran through Miho’s mind as she strained to turn her head and raise her eyes to the visitor.
The first thing that came into view was a pair of a man’s black leather shoes; the line of sight moved up to a face Miho wasn’t familiar with, and he was smiling.
Miho didn’t have time to think about how this man was able to open the door to her house, so she was too busy calling out for help, “Sir, quickly help me untie the rope!”
The man unhurriedly went forward to rearranging Miho with the chair, and smoothly pinched her high breasts, scoffing, “What an effort, it’s actually all sweaty!”
Miho whimpered in shame and was just about to lash out when she suddenly realized that the man’s eyes were so familiar that she couldn’t help but flinch.
The man began to wipe up his face with a paper towel, as if something had been wiped off his face, and as the dark mark on his chin was wiped away, Miho’s heart sank hard, her whole body chilled, and she opened her mouth to scream, “It’s you!?”
Satou laughed softly in satisfaction, “Not bad, you recognized me.”
“What else do you want?” Miho asked in alarm.
“Hey, I want to stay at your place for a few days! I’ll leave when I’m done with my business, but maybe you won’t be able to let me go by then.” Sato smiled lewdly and lifted Miho’s chin, saying something that made Miho almost faint.
“Ah… Please leave this place! … I beg you…” said Miho in a panic.
“You, woman, are so bad at greeting guests.”
Satoru swung a slap in the face and Miho couldn’t help but cry out in pain.
“I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson in hospitality.” Sato said wistfully, while reaching out and grabbing her ample breasts, his fingers sinking deep into the softness: “First you have to welcome…”
Miho’s mouth grunted in pain, “That hurts! Forgive me…”
Sato pinched a pink nipple with the forefinger and thumb of each hand, pulling the soft breasts long and hard.
As the perfect pear shape was stretched into a spindle shape, Miho gave in with tears of pain, saying, “I told you, leave my breasts alone…”
“Very well. You remember that next time, if you resist, you will be punished even more severely.”
Sato released the poor nipple, the sensitive and tender nipple engorged and bulging from the pain, standing out like a ruby on top of the snow-white breast.
Following Sato’s request, Miho bowed her head and held back her sadness as she slowly said, “Welcome to my home… your presence is… my greatest pleasure… please make yourself at home…” Her voice grew smaller and smaller, so that it was almost inaudible.
The feeling of great humiliation of letting a demonic criminal stay in her house for no reason and having to show her gratitude burned Miho’s body and mind like fire, making her feel hot all over.
“And…” Sato said coldly, “You slut, do you want me to say it again?”
Miho looked up at Sato sadly, but the stone-hearted criminal’s icy eyes told the poor woman that he would not be soft. Miho had no choice but to resign herself to her fate and recite, “I, Nakayama Miho, am a woman who does not know what is good for me, so I ask Mr. Sato to forgive me for my rudeness. To atone for my sins, please teach me to your heart’s content!”
Miho broke off and finished the paragraph, then let out a loud cry, since she was a child, she had been pampered since childhood, when had she ever suffered such an insult, she couldn’t help but be heartbroken.
But Miho’s sadness didn’t last long, she was interrupted by Sato’s actions.
Sato pulled a piece of rope out of a large bag he’d brought with him and waved it in front of Miho’s eyes, it was dark and stretchy.
“I’ll teach you well.” Sato untied Miho from the chair, pushed the naked one down on the sofa and started to bind Miho with this black rope: “First, put a nice blouse on you. I bought this rope especially for you, it will make your attractive body even better.”
The tied-up Miho looked pale and screamed, “Stop tying me up… don’t do it… I don’t want it!”
But being powerless any resistance on her part was in vain, the cold rope wrapped around her body as if it were a snake, making Miho feel despair from the bottom of her heart.
With great skill, Sato twisted Miho’s hands behind her back and tied them at the wrists, then wrapped the rope around the top and bottom of her breasts and tied them in a circle. The ropes were tied so tightly that the elastic ropes began to contract and sink into the soft breasts, causing a small gasp to escape from Miho that she couldn’t help but let out.
Her beautiful breasts, even more plump and large under the black rope, looked so prominent and attractive. Miho frowned her beautifully shaped eyebrows, fear and anxiety making her body even hotter. In her rapid breathing, her plump breasts kept rising and falling, driving her heavy breasts to do a tantalizing bounce in the light.
“What beautiful breasts, will they drip fresh milk when you squeeze them?” Sato couldn’t help but reach out and knead Miho’s beautiful breasts, muttering under his breath.
Those smooth and swollen beautiful breasts, under Sato’s powerful rubbing, even the pink areola protruded upwards, and the nipple holes on the nipples were slightly open, as if milk was really coming out from them.
Miho moaned uncontrollably and begged, “Don’t! No!”
Sato’s playfulness was quite different from the gentle touch Miho was used to, and it was both painful and refreshing for Miho.
Sato roughly played with the delicate and slippery breasts while he started kissing Miho’s red lips.
He rubbed the tip of his tongue over Miho’s soft lips like a gentle lover, then slowly plunged his tongue back into Miho’s mouth and stirred it, the hot kiss of déjà vu so mesmerizing that Miho couldn’t help but have a flicker of a reaction, her mouth habitually overflowing with sweet-smelling saliva.
While her bound breasts were being roughly played with, her lips were being kissed as tenderly as a lover’s, causing Miho to have a different feeling than usual.
She felt as if she was in a dream, ‘This is just a dream!’ Miho couldn’t help but think this in her mind.
With that the whole person became relaxed and the feelings grew stronger, her whole body began to tingle and she couldn’t help but gently wriggle her body.
This reaction of Miho’s made the demonic man secretly rejoice, and as a veteran of playing with women, Sato knew that that womanly psyche was beginning to awaken in Miho. He was going to tap into the masochistic desires that lay deep within a woman’s psyche, and Satoru was all too good at knowing how to molest a woman.
Satoru took the sweet saliva that spilled out of Miho’s mouth, sucked it up and then kept swallowing it down, making Miho’s nose emit an unbearably hot hum.
Suddenly, he lifted his head, one hand leaving Miho’s breast and reaching down to her crotch, fingertips touching warm flesh.
“I can’t believe it’s so wet!” Sato held his wet fingertips out in front of Miho’s eyes, and the crystallized lewdness glistened lasciviously in the light, leaving Miho mortified.
There was no denying that Miho’s pussy was slowly overflowing with sticky nectar, moistening the slightly swollen flaps of flesh under Sato’s superior lewd skills.
“Sure is a slut!” Satoru hit Miho’s pride with these words, “Since you want something thick so badly, I’ll fulfill your request.”
He pulled a medium sized electric dildo out of the bag and waved it in front of her eyes.
Miho’s heart tightened and she cried out, “Please… don’t use this…”
Sato smiled and said, “Is it too small? I’ll give you a big one later. Come on, spread your legs!”
Seeing Miho just shaking her head and clamping her snow-white thighs tightly together, Satoru couldn’t help but threaten, “Not obeying again. In that case, it’s time to use the whip.” Said, he took out another multi-headed whip from the bag.
Miho couldn’t help but shudder in her body, she really didn’t know what other horrible tools were in that bag, but she had a bit of an idea in her mind, this bag that Sato had brought with him was full of tools for torturing women, and it seemed that he wouldn’t stop until he got his satisfaction. Only by obeying him could she suffer less physical pain.
Once she came to this realization, Miho was busy screaming, “Don’t… I’ll do as I’m told…” she said, closing her eyes and spreading her two long, slender thighs helplessly, revealing the beautiful garden at the root.
“More separation!” Sato said as he applied an aphrodisiac to the motorized dildo, he was going to make Miho fall into a complete hell of sensuality.
Miho could only close her eyes tightly and slowly spread her thighs apart again.
Spreading her legs to about one hundred and twenty degrees, Sato called out, “That’s it, don’t move!”
Miho sighed in relief, in fact, having practiced artistic gymnastics she could easily open up to a hundred and eighty degrees, but she really didn’t want to look like that in front of this lewd man.
Sato put his head to Miho’s pussy, secretly marveled at what a beautiful pussy it was, and took a closer look.
Black shiny pubic hair slightly curled, just the right length to the edge of the plump labia, slightly wet pussy lips show a gorgeous pink color, giving a person a plump and soft feeling. With the legs wide open, the labia also parted to the sides, hanging with the silky nectar, the tiny petals also poked out, delicate pink with wetness.
Using her fingers, she parted the slippery petals further to the left and right to see the pink mucous membrane of her pussy all the way to her womb.
At Miho’s whimpering, Sato’s rod began to throb uncontrollably, indeed it was so tantalizing to the female sex that even the veteran couldn’t help but want to penetrate it right away.
Sato stood up and let out a long breath as he picked up the motorized dildo and spun it around and slowly inserted it into Miho’s fleshy hole.
Miho couldn’t help but let out a slight whimper as the head of the dildo touched the sensitive petals, but her already slightly wet fleshy hole swallowed the motorized dildo, which was one size smaller than Sato’s rod, without much difficulty.
After Sato inserted the electric dildo to the base, he turned it a few more times vigorously, rubbing against the delicate womb opening, and Miho’s ass cheeks tightened and a muffled grunt came out of her mouth.
Satoru smiled coldly at Miho’s forced look, “You’ll be happy!”
He hit the switch on the remote control and the dildo in his flesh hole began to slowly twist and turn.
A squeal bubbled out of Miho’s mouth, and her snow-white thighs clenched forcefully as if to clamp down on the dildo writhing in her flesh hole, but the stronger stimulation this brought caused Miho’s fleshy hole’s tender flesh to quiver incessantly, and she couldn’t help but wriggle her hips, and her thighs parted in more ways than one.
Watching the beautiful woman in front of him wave her snow-white thighs in the air and wiggle her ass, her plump, snowy breasts jiggling uncontrollably as they were tied up with ropes to make them stand out even more, Sato sat down happily and opened a can of beer.
”It’s better than any downer, it’s such a pleasing view!” Thinking like this, Sato started drinking beer.
Beads of sweat beaded on Miho’s snow-white, plump flesh, and she wiggled her hips in response to the dildo’s movements, her legs sometimes parted to a zigzag, in a frenzy that staggered Satoru.
At this time, Miho had already felt the abnormal changes happening in her flesh hole, the mucous membrane was unusually hot and itchy, she could only forcefully clench her thighs, letting the electric dildo and the mucous membrane make a full friction, but the more she did so, the itchy there became more and more powerful, and the lewd water flowed out non-stop, making the snow-white root of her thighs wet and dripping.
“Heh heh heh heh… You’re such a perverted woman. I’ve never seen you get horny even like this before!” Sato laughed lewdly and said something that irritated Miho.
“I’m not…,” Miho cried out violently as she was jolted from the edge of pleasure, as if her heart had been struck hard by something.
“Is that so? But you can’t help but admit that you’re a perverted woman when you’re in such an unsightly position and you’re making waves with pleasure even with just a dildo inserted.” Satou said mercilessly.
Leaving Miho speechless with shame, she just shook her head.
‘What’s wrong with me? Just being played with by an electric dildo gives me pleasure.’
Desperately telling herself to calm down, Miho did her best to spread her thighs apart, the small of her back showing her exertion, trying to squeeze the dildo out of her fiery flesh hole. The more she tried to do so the more clearly she felt the amazing need in her flesh hole, the hot mucous membrane wrapping violently around the dildo.
‘Am I really a sick woman?’
Miho thought sadly, poor thing didn’t realize that the aphrodisiac Sato used was one of the strongest, and the faithful response of her flesh began to shatter Miho’s defenses, sending her on a slow descent into a lecherous hell.
At this point, she could only make a final struggle, and couldn’t stop telling herself: ‘I’m definitely not a perverted woman! I am definitely not!
Knowing that the aphrodisiac had taken full effect, Sato pulled out the dildo: “Hey, hey, your pussy doesn’t seem to want to part with this thing, does it?”
Feeling a great suction on his flesh hole when he pulled out, Sato couldn’t help but be amazed by the potency of the aphrodisiac and the woman’s flesh hole.
Miho’s mind was starting to drift, she could no longer hold back her flesh’s quest for pleasure, and opened her sexy little mouth, gasping uncontrollably as her fleshy hole, deprived of the dildo, opened pitifully and spat out fiery breaths.
“It’s all so wet, your pretty pussy is squirming!” Sato let out a lewd laugh and watched the beautiful Miho shaking her head in a distressed manner, strongly stimulating his libido.
His fingers began to stimulate the pussy, playing with the swollen and thickened labia, flicking the erect nub from time to time, causing Miho to let out a sobbing moan.
“Well, with the buds of flesh in your pussy core swelling so much, you’re still not a normal slut!” Sato inserted his finger into the soaked flesh hole and gently stirred it, slowly tickling it.
“Ah! I can’t… uh… ah…”
Miho felt like she was going crazy, if her hands were free she was going to masturbate like crazy, the slutty itch in her flesh hole seemed to travel all over her body, even her bound and swollen breasts itched unbearably, her nipples stood up so high she couldn’t wait for someone to scratch them a few times.
“Isn’t that a lot of wanting? Just admit it and let you eat the best!”
Sato gave Miho, who was nearing the edge of the precipice, one more push, and with the skillful play of his fingers, Miho’s sensuous ass wriggled lewdly.
‘I’m not… not… yes…’
Miho’s heart finally surrendered to the flesh, and she cried out, “I… I am… a slutty, perverted woman!”
As soon as the humiliating words were out of her mouth, Miho’s ass spasmed slightly and a torrent of lewd water erupted violently from her womb as she actually reached a mild orgasm from such talk.
Satoru couldn’t help but smirk lustfully, knowing that Miho had taken the most important step, and that the next part of his conditioning was even more exciting to look forward to.
Sato pressed his hard-as-iron rod against the fiery petals, and the warm touch immediately traveled from the sensitive glans. Miho’s legs immediately wrapped around his waist and lifted her sexy ass, trying to welcome the thick rod into her slutty, itchy pussy.
Sato’s hips stepped back to keep the rod out of the open, wet, fleshy hole.
Miho cried out in disappointment, “Ah! Come in… please…”
“If you want a meat stick, you have to ask for it like this…” Satoru’s mouth came up to Miho’s ear and whispered quietly, wanting to further torment the woman’s pride.
Seeing a hint of hesitation in Miho’s eyes, Sato pressed his broad chest against Miho’s delicate breasts, rubbing them hard. Miho was almost breathless, her legs trembling, and her nose grunting as her breasts, which were especially bulging from the ropes, were subjected to such powerful pressure.
“Feel comfortable! Say…” Sato began to move his rod in and out shallowly, gently stimulating the already incredibly sensitive petals.
“Ah… this is too much… ah…” Miho whimpered, wiggling her plump ass, eager for him to penetrate deeper into her flesh hole.
Miho, who had the best education and came from a prestigious family, had a really hard time getting those words out of her mouth for a moment. But she held on for less than a minute, and what little pride she had left disappeared when Sato’s hands rubbed and squeezed heavily on her extremely prominent bound breasts.
“Please… please, fuck… me!” With a red face, she screamed out what Sato had asked for. Now that she had started, the rest of her words flowed smoothly.
“I want a rod… I want a big rod… to fuck me…”
“Master, stick your honored big meat stick in bitch’s slutty pussy!”
Miho practically roared out her last words with all her heart, feeling that she was no better than a slutty whore, an epiphany that gave her a mind-breaking sensation. At the same time, her womb was contracting, her lewdness was flowing out, and the abnormal pleasure rose continuously, making her feel alienated from her own flesh.
Sato grabbed both large, round, snowy breasts with both hands and violently pushed his rod into the wet, fleshy hole, all the way to the deepest part, the glans hitting the delicate womb opening.
With that one hit, Miho’s eyes rolled back in her head, producing a mild fainting spell in her brain.
Although Sato had had many women, he was still a little surprised by Miho’s violent reaction, but on his lips he continued to taunt: “Look at your elegant appearance, but you can be so shameless to such an extent, really a slutty bitch. Hahaha!”
“AH… W… W… AH…” In the midst of the intense pleasure, tears of remorse flowed out of Miho’s beautiful eyes, saddened by the fact that she would still be burning even after being humiliated in such a great way.
”Ah, no matter what, such pleasure is just too strong.” Miho was completely immersed in the flames of her faculties: ”Ah, dear, I’m sorry!”
The one inside her disappeared without a trace with those words.
Every time Sato’s rod penetrated deeply, Miho had to arch her back, throw her naked upper body, bound by ropes to an infinitely sultry beauty, backward, and wiggle her sexy ass hard. She felt the fiery mucous membranes of her vagina as if they were about to melt, and the friction from the glans produced a burning sensation even in her womb.
Satoru gripped his breasts, and his rod performed a rhythmic pistoning motion, while still whispering obscene words in Miho’s ear: “Your pussy hole is really good! Flesh to the rod really tightly wrapped ah!”
Miho’s whole body was burning, but she couldn’t help clamping her thighs tighter and tighter, but she kept saying, “No… it’s so embarrassing… ah…”
The fleshy hole that was itching and waving to the extreme was greedily wrapping itself around Sato’s steel-like hot rod and devouring it vigorously.
‘Ah! … It’s over, how did this happen…’ Miho had originally felt immense disgust at the idea of a man’s ugly sex organ penetrating her, but now that her body had turned out like this, even she was surprised.
‘There’s no way out!’
Once she thought that, Miho began to make sweet noises and keep sobbing like she was used to, her flesh that had turned pink from extreme excitement twisted in an incredibly sexy manner, and she put her whole body and mind into the enjoyment of her faculties, displaying an extremely intoxicated look all over her body.
“Yes, that’s the expression! …very good, clench harder!”
It was the first time that Sato had seen a beautiful woman like this one actually display such a lustful nature, even many women who had been tempered did not have such a heartfelt pursuit of lust as this. He couldn’t help but be excited by the latent sexuality in Miho’s heart, and for him, who was addicted to training women, it was like digging up a huge treasure.
“I’ll dig out the true side of your heart completely!” Satoru murmured in Miho’s ear while thrusting deep into the hot, wet, wonderful flesh hole the steel-strong, fiery rod did a skillful rotation, creating a full friction inside while the tip’s glans slowly probed into the mouth of the womb.
At this point, Miho couldn’t hear anyone else’s words at all, and she was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of maddening pleasure from her lower abdomen, her whole body trembling with a pleasure she had never experienced before, her hands tied behind her back unconsciously clawing at the leather surface of the sofa, and her sensual, seductive mouth gasping out loud, “Ahh! I can’t… what should I do? …”
Satoru smiled lustfully, knowing that Miho’s flesh had completely succumbed, he didn’t let Miho have a chance to think about it, and the huge rod in his crotch made even more violent movements, pushing Miho on the verge of an orgasm upwards and upwards, and at the same time whispering in her ear: “You have to say it like this: I’m going to give out! “
Miho’s mind was already in turmoil as the flames of pleasure continued to rise and explode, and she instinctively screamed along with Sato’s words, “Ah! I’m… I’m going to… release…”
“Very well! You perverted woman, let it out in pain!”
Satou happily pushed his rod into the hole that was starting to tremble and contract, and even pushed the mouth of the uterus open as he exclaimed, “It doesn’t matter how many times you let out!”
“Ouch! … ah… I’m leaking… leaking…”
Miho threw her head back desperately, revealing her snow-white slender neck, twisting her thin and supple waist unceasingly, her two long and powerful legs wrapped tightly around Sato’s waist, violently clamping down on the rod in her vagina, frantically leaking out her sexual desire.
Feeling the mouth of Miho’s womb open violently, it wrapped one of the probing glans tightly around it and held it hard as it leaked out. The unusual pleasure was like nothing Satoru had ever tasted before, and Satoru cried out, almost cumming as well.
Satoru hastily crouched over Miho’s body, biting down on a hard, engorged and swollen thumb-sized purplish-red nipple and sucking it desperately, while his hands grabbed and rubbed his breasts, which had grown much larger as a result of his orgasm.
The poor breasts that were tied tightly by the rope were like a ball filled with air, the veins on them were visible, but the elasticity was amazing, no matter how much Sato grabbed them, as soon as he let go of them, they would return to their original shape.
After taking a breather, Sato stood up and looked at Miho who was still enjoying the aftermath of her orgasm, one hand still grasping the plump and large breasts and playing with them, while the firm rod was doing small movements in her wet and dripping hole that kept contracting, letting the pleasure keep stimulating the female body that was even more sensitive due to the orgasm.
“Ah! … ah…”
Miho was completely intoxicated by the overwhelming pleasure brought by the man’s rod, at this time her legs were raised high towards the sky, her slim jade-like snow-white feet were taut in mid-air, her beautiful toes were bent inward with force, and her small mouth was wide open, showing white teeth, and a trace of drool flowed out from the corners of her powerless mouth, and her originally dark and brightly colored beautiful eyes rolled up in their moist sockets, giving her an entirely The lustful appearance of a lustful woman who has satisfied her sexual desire!
Seeing that Miho was about to pass out from her own fucking, Sato stopped the movement of his rod with satisfaction, and let his lustful, gushing, twitching hole clamp down on his huge rod, gripping his breasts in his hands and announcing triumphantly, “Hey, hey, just take your time and enjoy it!”
The next period of time for Miho was a constant hovering between heaven and hell, as Sato raped her in all sorts of positions, and was teasing her so skillfully that the pleasure was as erratic as a wave.
Whenever Miho was about to reach her peak, Sato deliberately stopped, letting the burning flames of lust torment the poor woman, watching the woman who had fallen into the hell of her faculties cry and plead because she craved for more stimulation to satisfy his sadistic desires.
When Miho went crazy with her own carnal whims, Satoru gave her the hardest pounding she’d ever had, causing her to fall deeper into her lustful desires and go crazy with erotic outbursts.
This is tantamount to a deep mark on the woman’s flesh, after such a tormented woman, the demand for sexual desire will become very high, the usual ordinary sexual intercourse will no longer allow them to get satisfied.
Miho now had this realization looming in her mind.
‘I can’t escape anymore…’ Miho thought sadly. At the same time, she was twisting her slender waist even harder, allowing the man’s rod to make deeper thrusts into her hot flesh hole.
By this time Miho’s hands had been untied and she was sitting frontally on Sato’s rod, being powerfully raped by the man.
The pair of huge breasts tightly bound by the black rope swayed tantalizingly in the air with the rise and fall of her beautiful hips, causing Satoru to resist opening his mouth and grabbing an erect nipple like a purple-red grape and biting and sucking on it, while his hand didn’t let go of the other one, grasping it in his hand and rubbing and twisting it, causing Miho to feel the slightest bit of pain in the midst of the joyous beauty, and this strange stimulation caused her sanity to be in a state of collapse, thus further generating masochistic pleasure.
The two of them had already had fifty minutes of continuous coitus, and Miho had already climbed to the highest peak four or five times, and it was more and more intense, but Sato didn’t ejaculate even once. After the previous two ejaculations, his long pent-up desire was released, and the original one who had never ejaculated in a hundred battles was immediately resurrected.
The huge rod was still as hard as steel, rather thicker and more terrifying due to the prolonged soaking in the lewd water, giving even more intense stimulation to the extremely sensitive pussy after multiple orgasms, and causing Miho to let out a sobbing moan with every thrust.
With Sato’s violent thrust, Miho let out a sharp cry of grief as well, feeling as if Sato’s rod had penetrated the inside of her womb, and an unprecedented taste rising from the depths of her womb terrified her, like countless electric currents dancing wildly through her body.
Miho’s whole body was trembling, her whole body softened on Sato’s body, she didn’t even have the strength to open her mouth except for the lustful flesh in her flesh hole that was frantically twisting the rod, she had already reached her sixth overwhelming peak.
What was incredible to her was that during these six peaks, the orgasms simply followed each other in waves, as if there was no moment to stop.
Whenever she reached an orgasm, it was like crossing a step and then climbing up to another higher peak, as if her flesh was going through a whole new process of rebirth, and the sensuality hidden deep inside the woman’s heart burned up completely.
Convener:”After dragging on for three nights, it’s finally here, and now I’d like to invite Won Won’s first 10,000-point writer, Brother Slim, to address you.”
Thin man: “Jade in front, how dare I throw a brick, but the Lord has ordered, I have the consciousness of being a pawn, reluctantly! What’s that? It’s a mess. Honestly, this is the first feeling I wrote from the beginning to read, when the self-importance, rushed to the boss of the order, but also conceptualized a long time, can write out or ugly, I really admire those who wrote a short story of the great.
Lost: “Don’t mention it, your long story is great too!”
Slim: “Maybe it’s the inertia of writing a long story, writing, will think of a faraway place, the play dragged up, looks like a kind of tiger’s head, snake’s tail. Short stories should use the most concise text, express the strongest feelings, unlike the long story, you can slowly bake out, let people gradually play, the writing is almost nothing to do with the short story is difficult, if the allocation of the priorities are not right, the article is like putting the wrong oil and salt dishes, people’s appetite.”
Ximen Chunxue: “In that case, your long stories are indeed more brilliant than your short ones!”
“I don’t seem to be cut out for short stories, so I’d better be honest and write long stories, at least of a middle grade magnitude, that way there’s still a bit of play in it. (Cheeky blurb!) When I have time, I’ll redevelop it, and as the Boss said, there’s room for a continuation to flesh it out a bit.”
Skinny: “Finally, thank you for giving me this opportunity to be able to and so many seniors and experts to make a big move together. Thinking of last year, I was still the ‘Decameron’ of the spectators, to write a good article of everyone shouting; I did not think that this year, I can also as a pawn here to wave the flag, is really thankful to the boss will be my little brother called under the banner!”
Eagle Demon: “And now, we welcome the 30th night of the Decameron – Driving Class Ravishing.”