[Sex Training Garden] (Complete) Author: Unknown

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Sexual Domination Garden
Author: Unknown
Word Count: 70894
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Prologue
This happened on a night in April when cherry blossoms were falling in profusion. I suddenly received news of my father's death. He
had passed away from his old ailment—a heart attack.
Since my parents' divorce, I hadn't seen my father for over ten years, so when I learned of his passing
, I wasn't particularly surprised; I simply accepted the fact.
My father was a painter. Although his paintings were highly regarded overseas, in China,
he was often considered an eccentric or unconventional artist, probably due to his works and his usual behavior
.
My father's paintings were called "bondage paintings." I wasn't quite sure what kind of paintings they were, but his
works depicting women seemed to be quite popular among some people.
My father's usual behavior seemed like that of a madman. Perhaps this was the reason for my mother and father's divorce?
Although I wasn't entirely sure, it seemed he hadn't published any works in recent years, instead hiding away in the Okutama Mountains.
At the time, I was agonizing over whether I should attend my father's funeral. Even though we hadn't seen each other for over ten years, he
was still my biological father; perhaps attending the funeral would be better… Thinking this, I decided to attend
the funeral held in my father's hometown.
************
My father's funeral was attended by very few people; it was so simple that one wouldn't recognize it as
the funeral of a world-renowned painter. On the path where cherry blossoms danced in the air, a few relatives and friends carried the coffin quietly. I simply stood
under the shade of the cherry trees, coldly watching the funeral proceed.
"Are you Mr. Hiroyuki's son?"
A woman suddenly spoke to me, leaning against a cherry tree watching the funeral.
Hiroyuki, yes, that was my father's name.
"And you are?"
I scrutinized her carefully, as if returning her gaze. Because of her mourning clothes, it was difficult
to determine her age. She was probably between 20 and 25 years old, a beauty in the making, but the light in her eyes gave off
a rather strong feeling.
This woman spoke to me in a calm and quiet tone. But her gaze was as sharp as a dagger.
"My father has been taken care of by you..." I deliberately avoided Sagi's gaze and nodded slightly.
"Actually, there are some secrets I want to tell you,"
Sagi told me in her deep, monotone voice. Since I had nothing else to do, and my
interest had been piqued, I followed her and left the crowd of onlookers.
"You know your father's job, right?"
Walking along the path strewn with cherry blossom petals, Sagi looked at me with those dagger-like eyes.
"Yes, I know."
Sagi smiled knowingly.
"Are you really interested in this kind of work?"
"It would be a lie to say no, at least I'm not opposed to it."
"That's great." Sagi smiled, seemingly pleased.
"So, do you want to inherit your father's work?"
"Don't joke around, I don't have any talent for painting."
"Your father's real job wasn't painting!"
Hearing this unexpected remark, I couldn't help but stare intently into Sagi's eyes. But those eyes didn't seem to be
joking.
"Forget it, what my deceased father's job was doesn't matter anymore, it's not my place to know."
"Is that so? But if you inherit his work, you can inherit his estate!"
"An estate? Can getting that old, dilapidated house in the mountains be called an estate? Even though he was a famous painter, he
had no property. Then, a strange lawyer appeared, saying that everything about the estate would be
handled by a woman named Yazawa…" I looked at Sagi's face again as I said this.
"Could it be that you are that Yazawa?"
Sagi smiled and nodded quietly.
"If you're interested, come to the hut to find me sometime; it shouldn't cost you anything."
After saying this, Sagi returned to the procession for her father's funeral. The
forty
-nine-day religious ceremony ended on the last Sunday of May. Afterwards, I drove to
the house in Okutama.
The weather turned bad en route, with thunder and rain. Even with the wipers on, visibility was only about ten meters. The road
was almost completely unpaved, and several times the car nearly got stuck in the muddy mountain path.
Several times I wanted to turn back, but for some reason, I had an urge to get to my father's house. Besides,
turning back in this weather would take more than twice as long as coming, and I didn't have the energy. It
was a feeling akin to a sense of impending doom. What was it? Was I captivated by something? Or
was it because I was interested in that woman named Saki?
Lightning flashed through the clouds. When I arrived at the house, it was nearly eleven o'clock at night.
The dilapidated house looked even more unsettling in the wind than I remembered. I was soaked to the bone
as I pushed open the heavy door and entered the house.
"You've come after all."
Saki, dressed in a black bondage outfit, greeted me. (Upon first seeing this provocative attire, I couldn't help but doubt
my eyes, but since she was the lover of my father, who painted bondage pictures, it wasn't surprising.)
"Please follow me."
Saki led me down a long corridor into a room on the second floor.
The room was very spacious. In the center was a large, reddish-brown bed, an excessively large fireplace, and
a pair of handcuffs with iron chains hanging on the wall. In short, this was a special room for doing *that* kind of thing.
"Did you come here to inherit your father's work?"
"Wait, wait a minute, I haven't heard your explanation yet!"
"That's true."
I sat down in a chair, and Saki stood up in front of me, smiling thoughtfully.
"Your father's estate, roughly estimated, is worth about one billion yen. This includes unsold paintings and various antiques..."
"Dong's collection, and all the other things added up to a certain amount."
"A billion?" I couldn't help but wonder if I had misheard.
"Unfortunately, it's not here. Because it's not cash, but valuable and expensive collectibles,
which are being held by the lawyer along with the will."
"Valuable collectibles? Then, do you know what's written in the will?"
"Of course I know. It says that half of the estate belongs to me—Yazawa Saki."
"Wait a minute, when we met at the funeral last time, you said that I would inherit the estate."
I stood up from my chair, and Saki gestured with her eyes for me to calm down.
"Please don't be so nervous, there's more to the will."
"Then tell me quickly."
"It says: If my son inherits my job along with Saki, all the property will go to
my son's name. However, the determination of whether my son is qualified to inherit my job, and the management of the property,
will be the responsibility of Yazawa Saki... Is that clear?"
"I see."
Saki still smiled meaningfully, looking at me.
"So, what exactly is my father's job? Isn't he a painter?"
"Your father is a painter, and also a sex trainer; especially since he hasn't been painting lately, being a sex trainer
has become his main job."
"A sex trainer?" I asked Sagi again.
"A sex trainer who trains top-notch sex experts."
That certainly sounds like something my father would do…
"I see, but can this kind of thing be a profession?"
Although it's something my dad might do, making a living from it is another matter entirely, so I asked her directly.
"There are many people in the world who want to train their lovers or wives into top-notch sex experts," Sagi
said without changing her expression.
"But wouldn't it be more fun to do it yourself?!" "
Perhaps. However, for them, sending women here is also part of their sex game.
They put women here for a month and see how much they change; that's their pleasure."
I sighed softly. At best, it's just the indulgent entertainment of the wealthy.
"Your father is an education expert. He can train a little girl who doesn't even understand sex into a top-notch
sex angel and return her to her clients."
Saki's eyes seemed to yearn for her father. She must genuinely respect him, or perhaps, she
genuinely likes him.
"Are you interested in your father's work?"
"You could say yes, or you could say no," I answered ambiguously.
"You mean you don't want to inherit it?"
"Well, if the client is good enough, I might as well try." I said after a moment's thought.
"Hehehe!! You and your father are both straightforward people, so I'll leave it to you. If I
can see you become a good dominatrix within a month..."
"In other words, if I'm here with you, providing sexual training to the lovers of wealthy people,
I can inherit a billion yen."
"That's it."
I thought...that sounds good
. "Great. But what if I take the billion yen and run away? I'm just like Hui's father
, I'm very good at lying."
After I finished speaking, Saki laughed happily.
"Hehehe, if your personality is like your father's, you probably wouldn't want to leave here."
"Is that possible? Anyway, let's do it first and see what happens!"
"Yes, it's good that you think that way." After saying that, Sha Gui handed me some envelopes,
three brown ones in total.
"Is this a contract?"
"No, this is the work information we've been commissioned to handle. Two hours before your arrival, three
women were delivered, scheduled to be trained starting tomorrow. These are the files of those three women. Please read them carefully."
I held the envelopes, sitting with my legs crossed.
"Starting tomorrow, you will be the master of this training center. Please act like a master in every way. Well then,
master, please rest well tonight..."
Sha Gui gave a strange smile and quietly left the room.
I looked around the room: the bookshelves were filled with books related to sex, as well as
notes on sex training, etc., probably left by my father.
I mainly looked at the notes, browsing through the books on the shelves, but didn't feel anything special. I think
all I need to do is make that woman named Saki think I'm capable of being a dominatrix.
I open the three envelopes and see what's written inside.
—Utsumi Haruka. This girl is very spoiled, but perhaps that's what makes her so endearing. I hope to train her into
a more obedient and docile sex slave.
—Okura Marino. This girl is still a virgin. I hope to teach her to become an
angel who can derive pleasure from anal sex.
—Okazaki Momomi. This girl is promiscuous but not very intelligent. Please teach her more pleasure techniques.
All of them contain selfish and willful requests. But judging from the photos, all three are very beautiful. Although I don't understand much yet, I guess I just 　　need to
play some sophisticated sex games with these women over the next month . 　　I think about the bright future and chuckle to myself. While excited about the happy things that will begin tomorrow, I 　　lie in bed and drift off to sleep. 　　Chapter 1 　　"Good morning, Master. Did you sleep well last night?" 　　On the first morning, I was woken up by Saki. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and sat on the bed. 　　"We'll begin the training today, and before that, there are a few things I'd like you to keep in mind, Master." 　　"I just got up, so just give a brief explanation." 　　Although it was early, Saki was already dressed in a black, tight-fitting training outfit. She probably planned to 　　start training immediately. 　　"First of all, all training will be conducted by Master. Unless it's something important, I'd like to try not to interfere."

"That's great, I don't like being lectured." After I finished speaking,
a faint smile appeared on Sha Gui's face.
"I will carefully observe whether you can become a qualified trainer."
"Observe me however you like, I have my own methods." After saying that, I got off the bed, sat down
in a chair, and lit a cigarette.
"I have some suggestions regarding training, but in the end, it is up to you, Master, to decide whether to adopt them.
There is only one rule, which you must abide by."
"A rule?" I stared intently at Sha Gui's face and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Sexual intercourse with the sex messengers is prohibited. Violating this rule will disqualify you from being a trainer."
"Hey, wait a minute. How can I train like this?"
"Private sexual intercourse is prohibited, but it's a different story if it's for training."
"What a baffling rule."
"Trainers must be abstinent. If you have personal feelings or love for the messengers, you can't continue
this job."
I thought of the three women's faces in the envelope Sha Gui gave me yesterday.
It's a bit of a shame I can't have sex with those beauties.
"Your job is to train women commissioned by others into perfect sex angels within a month. After
a month, you must separate from the messengers and never see them again. That's the law of the trainer profession." "
I see. Okay, no sexual intercourse, I understand."
"Then let's begin!" I stubbed out my cigarette and prepared to get up from my chair.
"Please wait a moment. Have you read the letter I gave you yesterday?"
Sha Gui said this as if stopping me. I sat back down and crossed my legs.
"Ah, is this it? I've looked at it carefully."
A brown envelope lay scattered on the table in front of me. I'd read it last night and just tossed it here.
"Since today is the first day, please allow me to briefly introduce the sex agents to you." Saki said,
picking up the envelope from the table. Then, she carefully pulled each letter out of the envelope, showing me the photograph.
"This woman is Utsumi Haruka. As you can see, she's a very arrogant woman. Because if such a woman is
forced, she'll resist and become difficult to handle, so please train her appropriately. If you can
weaken her arrogance to a certain extent, she should become compliant."
I listened to Saki's words while lighting another cigarette.
"This is Okazaki Momomi. How to put it? In short, she's a playful and promiscuous woman. Her sexual skills are not
a problem, but her shortcomings are that she's clumsy and disorganized. Simply letting her experience sexual pleasure won't train her."
"And then?"
Saki sighed slightly, placing the last woman's photograph on the table and pushing it in front of me.
"This woman's name is Okura Marino. She's quite honest, so she should be relatively easy to train, but because she's still
a virgin, she lacks sexual experience. As her messenger, I need to have the corresponding skills, and
it's necessary to focus on teaching her this."
"Skills?..."
I exhaled smoke and picked up the photo in front of me. Long hair, full breasts, fair and translucent skin—she
was an absolutely perfect woman in every way. Especially
striking were her large, round eyes that seemed to be telling a story.
"This is Okura Marino..."
I muttered to myself, wondering why I was paying special attention to Marino. Although I didn't know why,
I always felt that she was different from the other two.
"For an immature woman like Marino, it's important to first let her know what pleasure is,
so we have to bring her into this world."
"I see..." I put Marino's photo on the table and stubbed out my cigarette.
"Well then, Master, I think we can begin the training."
"Ah, alright!" I rose from the chair and followed Sagui slowly towards the basement.
**********
The training envoy's basement was unusually damp. The cold air floating around the basement was extremely
uncomfortable.
"Haruka, this is your master who will be training you today."
Sagui first led me to Haruka's room. Inside the sturdy iron bars, Haruka sat on the cold floor
, staring intently at us. Her hands were bound behind her back, her wrists were also tied, and black leather
straps were tied around her body, surrounding her breasts.
"Speak to me!"
"Give me back my clothes."
Long, wavy, coffee-colored hair, a long nose, and straight eyebrows. Haruka, like her stubborn appearance, even
had a harsh mouth.
"Hey, do you know what you're doing here?"
"Pah! If that bald old devil hadn't said he'd give me five million if I just stayed here for a month, I wouldn't be
here! By the way, I'll give you each 100,000 yuan in exchange for you staying here, okay?"
"Show me some respect!"
After cursing, Sha Gui opened the iron gate and went inside, quickly whipping Xiao Yao's unsuspecting buttocks
. Crack! The satisfying sound echoed in the basement.
"Ah! You, what are you doing!"
Xiao Yao tried to escape Sha Gui's whip, but her wrists were tied behind her back and she couldn't escape. Her round buttocks were marked with
bright red welts from the harsh whipping.
"Here, you must absolutely obey your master and me."
"From now on, you must call me master!" I also obeyed Sha Gui's orders.
"I'll go crazy staying in a place like this for a month!"
"I'm warning you now, there's no use trying to escape. I keep many vicious wolfhounds in the courtyard."
Xiaoyao clicked her tongue in regret, turning her face away from me and Sha Gui.
"Master, please begin the training."
As soon as Sha Gui finished speaking, I entered through the iron gate. With an unpleasant creaking sound, the heavy iron gate slammed shut.
Sha Gui immediately ran to the door and locked it from the inside.
"Make a sound, will you?"
"Ugh, no, stop!"
As my hand grasped her white, peach-like breasts, Xiaoyao's large eyes stared intently at me. I squeezed
them tightly, twisting their shape.
"It's...it's all crooked!"
I not only gripped her breasts but also pinched her nipples. Her areolas weren't large, and the pigmentation wasn't
much; perhaps she wasn't as adept at playing with men as I'd imagined.
"Ouch, it hurts so much. Does doing this make you happy?"
"Hey, don't you seem to know your current position? I'm your master, and you're my messenger.
Shouldn't you be the one who's happy?"
I twisted them forcefully, as if trying to crush her pink nipples.
"Since I've come specifically to train you, I'll touch your little hole too!"
After saying that, I forcefully pulled Xiaoyao's legs apart. Xiaoyao struggled desperately, trying to close her legs, but I pressed my body
down, preventing her from doing so.
"Stop!"
Perhaps she didn't want a man to see her secret place. Xiaoyao bit her lip tightly and turned her head to the side.
"Your cleft is quite high! Aren't you only good at showing off?"
Dark pubic hair covered her alluring mons pubis. I parted the thicket of hair and placed my fingers on her cleft
.
"Ah!"
Xiaoyao let out a muffled cry as I touched her labia. Her intricate labia were already
wet.
"How many dicks have been inside here so far?"
"I-I don't understand, what are you saying?"
Xiaoyao's disdainful turn of her head enraged me. I gripped her clitoris tightly; the soft flesh pressed
against my fingertips felt incredibly pleasurable.
"Tell me, how many dicks have been inside here?"
"There's no need to tell you such things!"
"Say it! I am your master."
I said angrily, and Sha Gui handed me a black leather whip from behind. Sha Gui looked at me, who seemed
very excited, and a happy expression appeared on her face.
"A disobedient messenger needs to be taught a lesson."
I put a chain-linked iron ring around Xiaoyao's neck, then, together with Sha Gui, pinned
her to the ground, pulled apart her shackled hands and feet, and tied the chain to the iron gate.
"I'm going to serve you with a whip! After being whipped, you must politely say 'Thank you, Master.'"
"Wait, wait, that hurts!"
"For an arrogant fellow like you who doesn't even know the manners a messenger should have, a whip is the most effective."
The whip lashed upwards sharply, making a whistling sound as it tore through the air, striking Xiaoyao's buttocks directly. Crack
! Crack! Red welts appeared on her buttocks, which had endured the whipping and made a satisfying sound.
"Ugh, ouch!"
"Where's your manners?"
Xiaoyao twisted her body, enduring the excruciating pain; her flesh must be burning!
"I'll beat you until you thank me!"
I showed her no mercy. Her buttocks, breasts, and back were all baptized by my whip.
"Ah, ooh, thank you, Master..."
Unable to bear the excruciating pain, Xiaoyao wailed and thanked me.
After giving her one last lash on the buttocks, I squatted down beside her.
"Do you understand? This is what makes me happy, but you must be in a lot of pain, right?"
Xiaoyao nodded, tears welling in her eyes.
"It would be too pitiful to just make you suffer, so I'll give you a little reward. Hey, Xiaoyao, masturbate here
!"
I unlocked her handcuffs and pulled her hands to the cleft. This was the so-called candy and whip;
I think I saw it written in my father's training diary last night.
"What's wrong? Why aren't you masturbating? Hurry up and start!"
"Pervert! Terrible. Why do I have to do this?"
Xiaoyao looked at me with disdain.
"It's simple. Because you're a sex messenger, obeying your master's orders is a messenger's job, what's wrong with that
?"
"That's right. Just as Sha Gui said, you're a sex messenger." As Sha Gui watched from behind, I added
.
"Come on! Masturbate on this table."
"Pervert!!"
Xiao Yao cursed, slowly climbing onto the table, spreading her legs, and perfunctorily playing with her genitals with her fingers.
"It's not bad to masturbate in front of others once in a while!"
"What a joke!?"
Xiao Yao glared at me with a humiliated look. Her finger movements while playing with the red flesh were far from skillful. Rather than
saying she didn't want to do it, it's more accurate to say that she didn't usually do this kind of thing.
"Do it properly!" Sha Gui seemed to be angered by Xiao Yao's careless attitude, so she approached her and
scolded her.
"Alright, let's stop here for today." I advised Sha Gui, my gaze still fixed on Xiao Yao's genitals
.
"Don't close your legs. Spread your legs open with your fingers so I can see clearly. I need to thoroughly examine
your vagina after masturbating."
"Examine?"
"Knowing the extent to which the messenger has used the vagina is only natural for the master here. Hurry up,
sit there and spread your legs." After I finished speaking, I pointed to the examination table next to the iron railing.
"Don't joke around. Why do I have to sit on that kind of thing?" Xiaoyao made no attempt to hide her displeasure
.
"Stop arguing and sit down now!" I forced Xiaoyao and pushed her onto the examination table.
"No!"
After her knees were secured with metal rings, her thighs were completely spread apart.
The dark pubic hair adorning her mons pubis seemed to reveal Xiaoyao's stubbornness. However, the secret shell breathing quietly within the pubic hair had
an extremely beautiful shape.
"I can't see the vagina clearly like this. Spread your vagina open yourself so the master can see more clearly." Sha Gui
commanded, and Xiaoyao still had that extremely disgusted look in her eyes.
"Fine. If you're that annoying, I have ways to get rid of you too."
I held the vaginal speculum I had placed beside me in front of Haruka's eyes.
"W-what is this…"
"This is a vaginal speculum, a tool used to examine every inch of your vagina."
Haruka looked at the gleaming silver speculum, trembling with fear.
"Stop, no!"
Ignoring Haruka's pleas, I slowly inserted the speculum into her vagina. The silver instrument pushed against her
pink labia, burying itself deeply inside.
"No, don't look!"
"You can see everything clearly! You can see it completely from the outside in."
The gleaming silver speculum vividly reflected the crimson walls of her vagina. As her
vagina slowly contracted in sync with her breathing, secret fluid gradually seeped out.
"Looks like you can't take it anymore, are you that excited to have your secret cave observed? You slut."
"Don't talk nonsense, how could that be?"
I inserted my finger into the honeypot that had been widened by the speculum, only able to touch a little bit of flesh
. The opening of the pot, filled with clear mucus, was very warm, feeling like velvet soaked in water.
"Since we're here to train, let's do it here too!"
"No~!"
I pulled out the speculum and put Xiaoyao on the table. Then I fixed her hands and feet, pulled on
the rope tied around her waist, and lifted her buttocks high.
"You can see her little chrysanthemum completely!"
"Ugh! Ahhh..."
The exposed chrysanthemum was small and narrow, with countless wrinkles inside, as if it were saying that it refused to be entered. "There might be a problem with the hole in the back, I need to check carefully." I grinned wickedly, 　　smeared Vaseline on
my middle finger, and inserted it into the tight brown flesh hole. 　　"No! It hurts, it hurts so much!!" 　　"Ugh, hold it in!" 　　Her anus contracted strongly, refusing my finger's intrusion. So I turned my finger around and tried to slowly 　　insert it. By the time I reached the first joint, Haruka was already screaming in unbearable pain. 　　The small anus was very tight. If I wasn't careful, there was a risk of fracture. 　　"Ah, waaaah, pull it out!" 　　Even rubbing around the anus, the narrow opening couldn't allow my finger above the first joint to go in. Not 　　only that, but if I relaxed even slightly, it would be pushed out immediately. 　　Even if I turned my finger back and forth, the result was the same. 　　Suddenly trying to insert it into her anus was really too much of a stretch... I decided to give up and slowly pulled my finger out. 　　"Let's stop here for today! But if you think that's all, you're sorely mistaken. 　　The training will continue." After I finished speaking, I wiped the middle finger that I had been playing with her anus back and forth on Haruka's face 　　. 　　"I'll start training you better tomorrow." 　　I said this as I walked out of the iron gate, but Haruka remained silent, not even raising her head. 　　************ 　　Next, Sagi led me to the basement where Okagi Momomi was hidden. The room's layout was exactly 　　the same as Haruka's. Only it was darker and very damp. 　　"Momomi, from today onwards, this is your master." Sagi introduced me to Momomi, but she still 　　looked confused. 　　"Master?" 　　"Yes, that's right. I am your master, and you are my messenger." 　　Still excited from training Haruka, my tone was still rough. To be honest, I had never thought 　　I had a sexual training side, probably because I did inherit my father's blood. 　　"Then... why am I locked up here?" 　　"Hey, you have no right to question. A sex messenger is a messenger for the master's sexual use." 　　Sagi said sternly. Momomi seemed to be a rather wanton woman, very beautiful; her prominent, firm 　　breasts and her perfectly curved, hourglass waist were exquisite. The red garter belt suited her perfectly 　　, and her large, watery eyes were even more alluring. 　　"What a 　　great figure!" "Really? Momomi is so happy!" 　　"I'm not praising you to make you happy, I'm just saying, if you're worth training." 　　Sha Gui and I laughed as we walked into the iron cell. 　　Thump! The heavy sound of the iron door closing echoed through the basement. Momomi felt uneasy, her expression suddenly darkening. 　　"Lick my feet first!" I stretched my foot out in front of Momomi. 　　"You mean, lick my feet?" 　　"Yes, use your mouth to clean your master's feet, but it's a duty of a messenger." 　　Urged by Sha Gui, Momomi tremblingly placed her tongue on my foot. 　　*Chirp, chirp, slurp.* 　　Although she wasn't very good at licking, it was still quite pleasant. Her full lips, glistening with saliva, 　　were a lovely red. She licked my toes, then my ankles, and then my heels. So that's how it is, it seems she 　　really does have that potential… I smiled inwardly. 　　"That's enough for today." 　　"Hey, thank your generous master. Let me tell you, we are actually very strict, so you'd better 　　be even more serious from now on." 　　"Yes…" 　　Sha Gui threatened with a whip, but Momo remained indifferent. Her straightforward personality and 　　the charming look in her bright eyes seemed mismatched, but it wasn't deliberate; it was innate. 　　"Momo, stand over there." 　　Sha Gui handed me a calligraphy brush. Wearing a red corset, Momo swayed as she walked over and 　　stood against the iron railing. 　　"Stand still!" 　　Sha Gui lashed out with a leather whip, striking Momomi's thigh. The sound of the whip ripping through the air was followed by 　　the sharp crack of it striking muscle. 　　"Aaaaah...it hurts so much!" 　　Momomi cried out, the red welts on her white inner thighs clearly visible. 　　"Does it hurt that much? Shall we try something gentler?" 　　"Ugh...ah!!"

I stopped Sha Gui, who was holding the whip high, and slowly slid the brush along Momomi's thigh. She seemed to be
itching so badly that she was struggling uncomfortably.
"Ugh! I'm already feeling pleasure!"
"Ah... ugh!"
The brush tip slowly slid upwards along her thigh, and Momomi looked to be in great pain, constantly moving. Perhaps because of
the itching sensation on her leg, her breathing became rapid and disordered.
"It'll feel even better here!"
I quickly moved the brush tip along Momomi's cleft, the black pubic hair rustling.
Every time I poked Momomi's clitoris with the brush tip, her body spasmed and reacted violently.
"It seems to be getting wetter and wetter!"
"Ugh, ahhh!"
The brush tip gradually became wet, slowly drawing out strands of clear, sticky fluid.
"You're already wet? What a lewd woman! Even a woman who's lying
would pretend to be innocent, but don't you feel ashamed at all?"
"I..."
"Never mind. You won't understand with words, let your body understand!"
"Huh? What are we going to do!"
Saki and I tied Momo's hands and feet together, then looped the rope around the pulley hanging from the ceiling, suspending
her in the air.
"Do you know what we're going to do next?"
"That red thing, could it be..."
I took out a lighter and lit a candle. The dim basement was instantly brightened by the flickering flame
. The light from the fireplace cast a lewd shadow on Momo's suspended body.
"What are you going to do with that?"
"Idiot, what else would you do with that? Of course, I'll drip wax on you."
"Oh! Please don't..."
"What are you afraid of? You shouldn't get burned."
The candle blazed closer, and Momomi began to writhe violently. With each twist of her body, the
red rope tightened even more.
"Ah...ah! It's so hot!"
"Of course. If you move too much, you'll really get burned!"
Molten hot wax dripped onto her breasts, clinging to them like crimson blood. Momomi's face turned pale, and
cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
"Ah, ah! It's so hot, so hot! No!!"
Momomi gritted her teeth, sinking into the hell of scorching hot wax. Despite the collar pressing tightly against her throat and
the ropes binding her hands and feet rubbing against her delicate skin, she still struggled violently and frantically.
"I'll give you a little punishment here too."
"Ah! Not there, not there!"
I moved closer to Momomi's lower body, curled up like a shrimp, and slowly moved the candle from her thighs towards her private parts. Momomi's
protruding breasts swayed incessantly.
"Don't move, or your little hole will catch fire!"
"Ha, uh-huh!!"
Momomi swayed her hips, panting heavily. I found a spot and moved the candle. With a sizzling, lewd sound,
her dark pubic hair instantly curled up. The stench of burnt hair filled the entire basement.
"I'll drip some hot wax on your buttocks as a gift!"
I changed positions again, pouring wax from under her buttocks. The scorching wax turned Momomi's lower body a
bright red.
"Feels good, doesn't it!?"
After blowing out the candle, I placed Momomi on the floor. Momomi was panting heavily, her breathing disordered
. Beads of sweat on her forehead frantically told of the pain she was enduring.
"Seems quite effective, doesn't it? Maybe you got burned. Let me put some ointment on you."
"Ointment? What ointment?"
Momomi hadn't forgotten the horror of the wax torture, and her big eyes revealed immense fear. However,
a strange curiosity still lingered in her eyes.
"Want to know? This is the perfect ointment for your lewd little hole!"
I opened the bottle containing the aphrodisiac, scooped out a large dollop of strangely colored jelly, and smeared it on her scorched
mons pubis. The scorched hair, wet with the jelly, shimmered and clung tightly to her mons pubis. Then I
carefully smeared the jelly all over her sensitive clitoris and vaginal walls as well.
"Ah! It feels so strange down there..."
"Has it taken effect? This is the sexy secret formula to drive your secret weapon crazy."
I smoked, watching Momomi's swaying body, which showed an unbearable expression.
Momomi's hands were tied behind her back, so she couldn't play with her private parts.
"It's so itchy! My little hole feels so strange and itchy! Please help me!!"
"Idiot! How dare you talk to your master like that? You're my messenger!"
I stubbed out my cigarette, squatted down beside Momomi's feet, and observed the changes in her vulva. Her pink labia were wide open
, and clear, sticky fluid overflowed. Its moist, glistening appearance didn't seem to be solely due to the aphrodisiac
.
"Want to touch it?"
"Yes, please, it's unbearably itchy." Momomi looked at me with pleading eyes.
"No, I'm not gentle enough to help my messenger with this."
After saying that, I left Momomi's side again. Sagi looked at Momomi with satisfaction. From her expression, I could tell that
my training method was correct.
"Ahhh~ Ugh, ugh!!"
I leaned against the iron gate, staring intently at Momomi. Beads of sweat appeared on Momomi's forehead. She kept twisting her body. It seemed the aphrodisiac
was working strongly.
"Still not working? Ugh..."
The lock around Momo's neck clanged as she rolled around on the ground. Her vaginal fluids,
overflowing like sweat, splattered, and her breasts swayed rhythmically.
"It itches, Momo, Momo's little hole itches so much..."
"So you want to play with my little hole?"
Momo looked at me pleadingly.
"Then will you obediently listen to me?"
"Yes, yes. Momo will definitely listen to what Master says..."
"Is that so? Then urinate in front of me and Sagi!"
I winked at Sagi, slowly approached Momo, spread her thick thighs, and tied them together in a spread-eagle position.
On the iron rod.
"Do you want me... do you want me to pee?"
Momomi's pure white skin was soaked with sweat, and a sticky, transparent fluid oozed from her secret place.
"Don't worry, we'll watch carefully from here."
"Even so, it's too sudden, I can't pee..."
"I said, 'Pee for me!!'"
"Does that mean you don't want to listen to your master?"
Sha Gui kept pressuring Momomi. In Sha Gui's eyes, a lewd and harsh flame blazed.
"Right now, I... I can't pee..."
"If you can't pee no matter what, we have our methods." Sha Gui cracked the whip
.
"I... I can pee..." Momomi said timidly after a moment of silence. Her eyes revealed that she
had completely submitted to Sha Gui's lewd power.
"If that's the case, you should have said so earlier."
"Does Master like my holy water?"
"Hey, a messenger's urine isn't called holy water. To you, the so-called holy water is my urine."
"How can you..."
"Stop babbling and hurry up and pee for me."
Momomi seemed to have realized something. Her thighs were spread apart and fixed, and she used all her strength in her waist. I swallowed
and stared at her.
"Ahhh, I'm about to pee. Momomi is about to..."
At that moment, the yellow urine that had been just trickling out suddenly burst into a rushing
sound. The urine that came out of her secret place scattered foam and drew a perfect parabola. Perhaps because
the basement was extremely cold, white steam rose from the floor.
"Ah~ hoo--"
Momomi's urination process lasted a very long time, and her lower body was completely immersed in the pool of yellow urine on the floor
. The foul smell permeated the entire basement.
"Are you comfortable now?"
"Y-yes..."
"You might have enjoyed it, but we haven't." I smiled smugly, then ordered Saki to prepare
Vaseline.
"You can urinate without a care in front of others, so your back hole should be the same,
right?"
"What...what do you want to do?"
I released Momomi, making her assume a doggy-style position with her buttocks sticking out.
"Wow, not only her private parts, but even her anus is clearly visible!"
"Um, that place is weird, please don't look."
"You idiot, it's precisely because that place is weird that I'm doing this to you!"
I applied a large amount of Vaseline to my finger, then inserted it into the center of her narrow anus.
"Waaaaah, umm, ahh..."
The wrinkled anus didn't offer the same intense resistance as Haruka's. I could forcefully
insert my middle finger all the way in.
"Waaaaah! It's going to split open!!"
"Shut up, shut up!"
But because Momomi's anus was too narrow, it was almost impossible to move my finger in and out.
"Ahhh..."
"It'll feel better this way!"
Since I couldn't move my finger in and out, I could only rotate it back and forth. Momomi shook her buttocks violently, trying to
escape the torment of my finger.
"Hmm, I'll let you off the hook for today. But don't forget, one day I'll insert my big cock
into you, so look forward to it!"
"Ughhhhh..."
I pulled my finger out in one breath, and Momomi gasped for breath. Judging from today's situation,
it won't take too long for her anus to withstand the insertion of my cock, right? And not only that, I even feel that it will
be quick to make Momomi's anus enjoy pleasure.
"Well then, see you tomorrow!"
After I told Momomi to lick my middle finger clean with her mouth, I slowly stood up and left the basement with Saki
.

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