Women of the Garrison Command

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In the provincial capital's garrison command office, the short, stocky Commander Matsuda Shimotake was reprimanding someone.

The moment Blue Dog entered, his expression told Matsuda the outcome.

Blue Dog bowed deeply. "Yang Xudong is formidable; we've used every form of torture, but damn it, he just won't utter a word."

"A bunch of good-for-nothings!" Matsuda's hand slapped him like a whirlwind.

Blue Dog's face instantly turned purple.

"Hai! Hai! Hai!" Blue Dog craned his neck to endure the blow.

"If we capture Yang Xudong, the underground party in the provincial capital will be leaderless. As long as Yang Xudong speaks, we can wipe them all out."

"I understand! But he's as tough as nails; he won't budge."

"Your Black-Clad Society is no good. Immediately take Yang Xudong to the Special Higher Police. Hand him over to Chief Kawashima Yuko; she'll interrogate him!"

Matsuda clapped his hands; Kawashima Yuko gracefully emerged from inside.

She smiled, her face flushed with desire, her military uniform unable to conceal her curvaceous figure, exuding a seductive yet wild charm.

Upon seeing Yuko, Blue Dog's eyes widened, his pain and resentment vanishing instantly.
"Captain Blue, you're the one who caught Yang Xudong, I don't want to steal your credit,"

Kawashima Yuko said, moving closer to Blue Dog.

Blue Dog immediately caught her familiar, distinctive scent. And today, the odor seemed particularly strong. Based on his own experience, it was clear that Matsuda had already been intimate with her, and just now. Blue

Dog took a deep breath.

She patted Blue Dog's shoulder: "I think we should cooperate. You go for the hard way, and I'll..."
"The soft way, hehe," a lewd grin spread across Blue Dog's face. Inwardly, he cursed, "You slut,
you might be able to handle me, but against Yang Xudong, you're hopeless. Who the hell do you think you are? You underestimate me!"

*Slap!* This time, Yuko's small hand slapped his face.

"For the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, for His Majesty the Emperor! We must make sacrifices!"

"Yes!" Blue Dog replied respectfully.

"Hurry up and leave! Take Yang Xudong with you!" Matsuda disgustedly chased Blue Dog out.

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Blue Dog's heels had barely crossed the threshold when Matsuda, like a wolf, snatched Kawashima Yuko and carried her into the inner room.
"Ah…Matsuda-kun, you're in such a hurry…it was only just now…"

Yuko's arms limply rested on his broad shoulders.

"Miss Yuko, aren't you just as impatient?"

"Matsuda-kun, you're so naughty…"

Yuko playfully punched his hard chest. She was already out of breath.

Matsuda tossed Yuko onto the tatami mat. Yuko's body jerked, the front of her yellow woolen military uniform stretched open by her full breasts, revealing a patch of snow-white skin; clearly, the uniform was empty underneath.

"Miss Yuko is so lewd..."

"Matsuda-kun is no different..." Yuko's

eyes were filled with seductive allure. Matsuda reached out and forcefully pulled out the two breasts that were half-hidden under the uniform. Under his rough hands, Yuko's breasts appeared even whiter and more delicate.

Perhaps because they had already undergone a baptism, Matsuda felt they were more erect and fuller than before.
This woman with Yamato imperial blood was now like a lewd, shameless prostitute, willingly accommodating Matsuda's demonic hands as they frantically, almost perversely, conquered, plundered, excavated, and cultivated her body.
The front was torn open, her beautiful breasts deformed under his kneading.

Matsuda's other hand slipped into her wide military trousers; she was completely naked underneath. He wasn't surprised at all, because the only thing covering her body had already been destroyed by his hands.

He reached Yuko's wet, warm nest without any obstruction or error.

"Ahhh..." Yuko groaned helplessly as his thick middle finger brutally shoved inside—"Ah——
" Yuko let out a long moan that was almost a cry.

Stirring and thrusting. Matsuda's fingers savagely swept through Yuko's tender vagina.

Her slender waist twisted like a water snake, her legs spreading and closing.

"Splash, splash..." Her vaginal fluids soaked his hands and her military trousers.

"Matsuda-kun, hurry...give it to me...I want it...I want it...it's so itchy..." Yuko's lust was high, and she couldn't speak coherently.

"Miss Yuko, where does it itch?" Matsuda smiled wickedly; this noble royal woman had become his plaything completely.

"There, right there."

"Miss Yuko, could you please be clearer?"

"This perverted pig!" Yuko cursed inwardly, but the burning desire forced her to submit.

"My little pussy—itch—" She uttered these words with disbelief.
"Hahaha!" Matsuda was extremely satisfied with her answer.

"Miss Yuko is truly a natural beauty."

He withdrew his hand and smeared the vaginal fluid that had accumulated in his palm onto Yuko's breasts. Her full breasts looked as if they had been coated with a layer of glossy oil, becoming even more moist and alluring. He nibbled at them, licking with his tongue and biting with his teeth. Her small nipples stood erect in his mouth. He cupped her breasts in his hands, pressing his face deeply into her cleavage, and then rubbed his stubble-covered cheeks against her tender, plump breasts.

Yuko was stimulated to the point of being unable to stop.

"Ah...oh...Matsuda-kun...faster...fuck me...I can't take it..."

Her body arched restlessly, responding.

Matsuda used his teeth to pull down Yuko's military trousers.

His lips slid from Yuko's flat stomach down to between her thighs.

Her ravaged, pitifully beautiful private parts were laid bare before Matsuda's eyes. Exuding a faint, alluring scent, her pubic hair, glistening with vaginal fluid, lay flat on her slightly raised mons pubis. Her two crimson labia were half-open, revealing tender flesh, still twitching inertia, fluid dripping from the deep cavern… His tongue immediately blocked that spring of fluid. The tip of his tongue embedded itself between the two tender labia, pushing inward with all its might…
Yuko's hands involuntarily pressed down on Matsuda's gourd-shaped bald head, her pale legs flailing in the air. With a trembling of her body, a gush of scalding vaginal fluid poured out like a flood bursting through a dam…
…Her eyes rolled back, her body went limp, and she fainted…

**************************Matsuda removed his kimono, revealing a muscular physique, dark and hairy, resembling a living black bear. His penis, like his physique, was short but unusually thick, surrounded by a ring of needle-like pubic hair, the purplish-red glans the size of a mushroom. It now seemed to be ostentatiously displaying itself to Yuko, who lay limp on the tatami mat. Yuko still wore her khaki military uniform symbolically, but it had lost its former majesty, loose and disheveled, like a peeled lychee revealing its tender, juicy flesh. Under the soft glow of the lamplight, her exquisitely sculpted body appeared even more erotic and alluring.

The trembling, steaming penis pressed against Yuko's face. Yuko, understanding the situation, opened her cherry-like mouth and licked it with her tongue.

"Suck it!"

Matsuda thrust forward viciously, the pungent, salty penis filling her mouth instantly, making her teeth ache. Just as she was about to spit it out, Matsuda's hands held her head firmly, stroking it back and forth. "Mmm...mmm..." Yuko let out a choked moan.

The penis swelled rapidly inside her mouth.

Matsuda roared like a bear.

"...Oh...ow..."

Matsuda pushed Yuko down heavily again, lifting her long, slender legs and spreading them wide, his burning-hot penis plunging into Yuko's already overflowing, incredibly lubricated passage. A feeling of bursting, almost bursting, mixed with a slight pain, awakened once more the most primal and intense desire within her. Her mouth, now freed, could now scream unrestrained.

He stood in the center of the tatami mat, his hands gripping Yuko's firm, rounded buttocks, manipulating her supple body.

Yuko was almost upside down, her legs wrapped around his waist like a lifeline, her body swaying with his thrusts, her breasts rolling and teasing shamelessly against her chest… The burning flames of desire reddened her fair skin.

This intercourse allowed him to clearly see his dark organ moving back and forth inside her rosy flesh, to see the huge glans scraping against her tender vulva, opening and closing, continuously squeezing out the fluids within.

Matsuda flipped her body 180 degrees, making her cling like a white dog, her plump buttocks raised high.

At this moment, Yuko had completely become Matsuda's human puppet, allowing him to manipulate her at will…

Parting her two snow-white buttocks, he could clearly see the light brown bud between her buttocks; he tried inserting his finger—it was so tight.

Clearly, it was still an unexplored treasure trove. His fingers probed deeper and deeper, joint by joint…
This strange, unprecedented sensation jolted Yuko from her daze.

“No—” she twisted her snowy buttocks, resisting.

Perhaps due to tension, her anal muscles contracted even tighter, biting down firmly on his fingers; her writhing hips were undoubtedly a provocation to him.

The discomfort gradually subsided, and the friction of his fingers against her intestinal wall brought her a strange excitement. She barked like a bitch in heat—Yuko was once again lost in a new wave of climax.

Matsuda scooped up Yuko, who had lost all support and was lying prostrate on the tatami mat. She leaned weakly against Matsuda's rough chest like a piece of boneless white flesh. Matsuda lifted her up, his penis leaving her vagina and thrusting towards her anus…

“Ugh—ah—”

A tearing pain, Yuko screamed in agony.

His hands loosened, and the white flesh fell vertically, his stake-like penis firmly embedded in Yuko's tight rectum. Bright red blood flowed out.

"Ah—"

With a long roar from Matsuda, a thick stream of semen shot into Yuko's body like a high-pressure water gun.

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