Humiliation

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Humiliation (Published by: Ryusei; Author: Shimizu Mariko) Prologue: Chapter 1: Coercion; Chapter 2: Warning; Chapter 3: Homosexuality; Chapter 4: Out of Control; Chapter 5: Heartbreak; Chapter 6: Brother; Chapter 7: The Truth; Conclusion. Synopsis: Masato, a program assistant at a television company, is left with a large debt after his parents' death. He spends almost every day dodging gangsters who specialize in collecting debts. Just when he feels his situation is becoming increasingly dangerous, his boss, Chihiro, summons him. Chihiro is willing to help Masato pay off all his debts, but on the condition that he humiliates a female idol in the entertainment industry! Her real purpose is to film the entire process and use the video to blackmail her into submission. Forced into a corner, Masato had no choice but to agree, and he invited Rio Sakurai, whom he had seen masturbating by chance before, to meet him, deciding to carry out this mission... What will become of Masato, who has been used by his superiors!? Prologue "Mochizuki, can you come and help me adjust the settings?" "Mochizuki, when is Shihomi finally coming?" "Mochizuki, a bento box should be enough!" "Mochizuki!" "Mochizuki!" After Mochizuki solved everyone's problems one by one, he hurriedly returned to the director. The filming set of a TV drama is always a chaotic mess. The people on set aren't just the actors on TV; there are also numerous staff members. Their pace of work is like the rhythm of a popular song, filled with high-pitched, shrill laughter, the director's angry shouts, some girls watching in stunned silence, and others completely bewildered. Mochizuki Masato's job is assistant director—or, to put it more politely, an "ad"—but even laymen know it's basically being called around on set, doing odd jobs. "Mochizuki, Rio is about to go on stage! Go get her!" "Yes, sir!" Upon hearing Director Nakatsu's words, he immediately dropped his coat and got to work. The rules of this world are different from other places; it's somewhat similar to the senior-junior system in school. If you don't follow the instructions of your direct supervisor, Director Nakatsu, no one can guarantee what will happen to you. "Oh! Right! Could you put this in the equipment room for me? There's a roll of film inside. The content isn't important, just take care of it!" As Masato was about to leave the set, Nakatsu handed him a handheld camera. "Is Ms. Sakurai in the control room?" Sakurai Riona is a currently popular idol star. Director Nakatsu, who knew her before her debut, called her "Ko-Na," though Masato wouldn't allow him to call her that. "Yes, that's right! Ah! Right! She's never acted in a TV drama before, she must be incredibly nervous right now!" "Okay! I understand! I'll go get her now." Masato then took the camera and left the set. The noise from the film set instantly ceased as the two heavy doors closed. It was as if someone had pulled him from a dream world and brought him back to reality. Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! His cell phone suddenly rang. "Hello! This is Mochizuki." Masato straightened up and spoke to the other person in a very tactful tone. "Yes! I understand!... Oh! Is that so!... No, I'm so sorry!... Yes, I will definitely pay it off before the deadline. Then it's settled, I'm very sorry! Because I'm working right now, so... Okay! Yes... Goodbye!" Although Masato had to hurry to the control room, his steps slowed down. Sighing, he dragged his heavy steps down the long corridor. ***Yato appeared to be an ordinary person, but in reality, he was burdened with a huge debt that he couldn't repay on his own. This money wasn't borrowed by Yato himself; it was left by his father, who had passed away a year ago. Legally, if Yato hadn't inherited his father's estate, he wasn't obligated to repay the money his father had borrowed. Forcing Yato to repay it would be unreasonable. That's true, but the other party was a difficult person; it seemed impossible for him to default on the debt. Had his father been scammed out of the money he borrowed? He returned it to someone else, and Yato had no idea where the money went, nor why his father had borrowed such a large sum. He only knew that this wasn't a scene from a TV drama, but his own real life. The phone call he'd just received was from an employee of the creditor. "The deadline is almost here. Do you know any companies overseas that specialize in buying the internal organs of young men? We have a pretty good relationship with them! If you're interested in selling, the price should be pretty good! Want me to introduce you?" How could he say something like that? What should I do? Yato was young, and he didn't want to die like this. He was currently just a director's assistant, but with a little more effort, he could one day become a director, create his own program, and realize his long-held dream. Before, he could easily lie or use being busy with work as an excuse to avoid it. But things had come to this point, and there was no turning back. He had to pay back the money in a few days; was he really going to just watch his dreams shatter, like a fish adrift at sea, its organs gone? Masato sighed several times. Before he knew it, he was in front of the control room. "Ms. Sakurai, it's your turn! Could you please come out for a moment?" He knocked, but no one answered. "Sorry!" Masato opened the control room door and found it empty. On the table were what appeared to be Riona's script, phone, cup, and some crumpled blotting paper. Strange, weren't they saying Riona was here? Why isn't she here? Could she be in the restroom? Masato returned to the corridor, and as he walked, he heard a woman's voice coming from the other side of the quiet corridor. "Ah…" Was someone crying? No, it was a moan. Listening more closely, he indeed heard intermittent moans coming from the women's restroom deep in the corridor. Masato unconsciously lowered his footsteps and quietly approached the women's restroom door. "Ah…! Hmm! Hmm…!" After confirming that no one else was nearby, Masato gently pushed open the door and entered the women's restroom. "Oh!...No! Ah!..." Before him stood rows of neatly arranged toilets. The sound came from the one furthest in. Approaching, he saw that the door was ajar. She'd probably forgotten to close it in her haste. Masato swallowed hard, slowly moving his face towards the crack in the door. He saw Ms. Sakurai masturbating. Wearing a white theatrical costume, Riona squatted on the ground with her legs spread, one hand gripping the toilet seat, the other on her underwear, her fingers constantly teasing her genitals. Her miniskirt was very short, and Masato could clearly see the movements of Riona's fingers. She tucked her underwear into her secret crevice, pressing it tightly against the area near her clitoris, caressing her vulva, her fingers moving back and forth. Her white panties gradually became damp, and the pubic hair turned a glossy black, the sweet scent permeating the entire floor. "Ah!...No! But..." Riona shook her head, letting out painful groans, feeling ashamed of her actions, but her fingers still couldn't satisfy her desires. She kept saying "No, no," but couldn't stop her fingers from moving. It was as if she was teasing the itchiest spot on her body, her hands rubbing intensely between her legs. "Ah!...Why...ah!..." Leona faced the toilet, and Masato could still clearly see her rosy cheeks and furrowed brows. Tears welled in her tightly closed eyes, and she occasionally bit her trembling, slightly parted lips with her pearly white teeth, trying to suppress her voice. "Hmm! Hmm! No...but...I..." She seemed unable to stop the movement of her fingers on her panties. She boldly took off her panties, deciding to stop caressing her private parts through them. This allowed Masato to see her smooth buttocks more clearly, and even her light brown anus was clearly visible to him. With her pure and slightly rustic appearance, Riona gave off an approachable vibe, often being voted "Best Girlfriend" in various men's magazines. Yet, she was caught masturbating in the women's restroom. Any man who saw such a sight would surely feel an irresistible excitement between his legs! But Masato wasn't thinking about any of that; at that moment, only…money was on his mind. Masato held a camera loaded with film. If he could film Riona, he could make a fortune! Just use Riona's name, and there would be no shortage of buyers. Although the earnings might not be enough to pay off the debt, paying the interest should be enough, so he wouldn't die without internal organs. He placed the video camera in the narrow crevice of the toilet, and the camera immediately captured Rio's shameful posture. Masato triumphantly captured the scene between Rio's legs. "Mmm! Ah…!" Rio placed her hand on the damp, sticky black pubic hair, and the center of her vulva gradually opened, the bud thickened by engorgement, expanding further with the rise and fall of her voice. At this moment, blood flowed onto Rio's hand. "Mmm…" But Rio bent down and pulled the finger inserted into her private parts. Even with such intense desire, she was still afraid of inserting the finger too deeply; could Rio still be a virgin? "Ah! Ah! No, if I don't stop, but..." Her mouth kept saying no, but Riona thought, 'Even virgins have the right to masturbate!' So she placed her fingers on either side of the bud, peeling away the thick covering to reveal the small white spot, completely exposing it to the air. Suddenly, Riona exhaled, tears streaming from her tightly closed eyes.It flowed down. "No, no more..." But reason ultimately couldn't overcome desire. Riona now only wanted to pursue momentary pleasure, continuing what she had just been doing. She stroked her bud with her hand, and soon honey-like saliva flowed from the opening, trailing thin threads that dripped onto the floor like saliva. These obscene scenes had already been captured by Yato. "Ah! Hmm!" Her spread legs trembled incessantly until her long hair swayed from side to side. By this time, she was drenched in sweat. The toilet seat she held kept making a clicking sound. "Ah! Ah!" Riona knelt down, her buttocks raised high. She was completely unaware of Masato's presence, her slightly open anus seemingly begging him to take pictures. He carefully observed Riona's anus, photographing its color, shape, and even the depth of the lines. The smooth cleft in front of her anus was now lasciviously open, trembling as if telling of its desire. Riona's fingers moved back and forth incessantly, her intense movements, aimed at reaching orgasm, even emitting lascivious sounds between her legs. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" She tried several times to suppress her moans, her lips tightly pressed together, but failed, and the toilet seat made a loud screech. Leona reached her climax, but she never imagined that her lewd act had been clearly filmed by Masato. "Ugh! Ugh! No!...No!..." After it was over, Leona cried. "Why? Why did I...?" Masato recalled that when Leona was masturbating, she kept muttering "Why?" as if the desire to masturbate was completely unrelated to her will. But Masato didn't have time to investigate. He just wanted to get out of the women's restroom before Leona found out. Masato held the camera, thinking: "With this videotape, I can escape my nightmare!" Masato was excited. But things are unpredictable, and Masato could not accurately predict his fate. Chapter 1 Coercion "Huh? Masato, you?" Oh no. As Masato emerged from the women's restroom, he was bumped into by his colleague, Yuko Nishihara. "You are..." Yuko saw Masato come out of the restroom and, unfortunately, noticed the camera in his hand, so she took a small step back in fear. "You've got it wrong! I couldn't find Riona anywhere, so I came to the restroom to look for her. Director Nakatsu asked me to take this camera to the equipment room." "Oh?" Yuko tapped the large black-rimmed glasses with her index finger and said, "Then... is she there?" "No! I was afraid of being misunderstood, so I came out again. Why don't you go in and look for her for me, Yuko?" Just as Yuko was about to step into the restroom, Riona came out. Yuko quickly said to her, "Ms. Sakurai, we're waiting for you! It's your turn to be on camera, hurry up!" "I'm sorry! I kept you looking for so long." Leona apologized politely, but there were still some tears in her eyes. As she passed by Masato, Leona smelled a strong feminine scent on him, which made her suspicious. "What's wrong! Hurry up, Masato! It's because you've been looking for Leona for so long that Director Nakatsu got angry and called me over." "Oh! Is that so?" Masato, who was following behind Leona and Yuko, quickly ran into the studio upon hearing these words. Masato was still bothered by what Yuko had seen earlier, and although he managed to come up with an explanation, it sounded like a rather weak excuse. *** "Alright! Let's get down to business!" "Camera, turn over here." Masato worked while keeping an eye on Yuko. At that moment, Yuko was checking the script for the next shot near the set. "5, 4, 3..." "Wait! Nishihara, are you an idiot?! You're in the shot, don't you know?" "I'm sorry!" Yuko straightened up in fright after being loudly scolded by Director Nakatsu. She accidentally knocked over a prop glass next to her, and the wine (actually juice) that would be used in the scene later spilled out of the broken glass. "Cut! Cut! What are you doing? Nishihara! Did you even bring your brain with you?" "I'm so sorry, I'm really so sorry." Yuko, who was in the same cohort as Masato, often spaced out while working, especially after seeing Masato come out of the women's restroom, which made her even more uneasy. Masato noticed her behavior and thought, "If I don't maintain a good relationship with Yuko in the future, I'm afraid..." "Hey! Nishihara." Masato asked Yuko, who was hanging her head in dejection after being scolded by Director Nakatsu, with a smile, "Want to go for a drink tonight?" "...Just the two of us?" Yuko stared at Masato in disbelief. Although they often went out for drinks together after work, this was the first time Masato had taken the initiative to ask Yuko out. Yuko was startled by the situation. Just as Masato regretted his words and was about to give up, he saw Yuko immediately smile. "Great!... I'm so happy that you took the initiative to come to me for the first time!" Masato's heart skipped a beat when he saw Yuko's rosy cheeks, because until now, he had never seen Yuko as a woman. She never wore makeup or dressed up, always wore those old-fashioned glasses, and wore worn-out sneakers. No one would be attracted to a girl like Yuko. Even the way he addressed her was quite distant. Masato always called her by her surname "Nishihara," never her first name "Yuko." Could it be that Yuko isn't as difficult to win over as I imagined? If that's the case... "She probably won't tell anyone, right?" Masato wondered, but things seemed to be getting more and more complicated. That night, Masato drank heartily and got drunk before he knew it, completely forgetting that Yuko was with him. Yuko, who usually had a good tolerance for alcohol, inexplicably got drunk after only four or five drinks. Supporting Masato's shoulder, the two left the store. Masato was worried about Yuko's safety taking a taxi alone, and since his home was nearby, he invited her to rest at his place. Although she had another date, she said, "Masato! Since it was Masato who asked me out..." Normally, Masato treated her no differently than a male colleague, but that night, seeing Yuko without her clothes on, he found her figure to be much better than he had imagined. Yuko was quite shy, but she didn't resist. Her fair-skinned breasts, though not large, were not flat either. The nipples, rosy and firm from being sucked, added to the exquisite tactile experience. The color of "that area" was also pleasant, with sparse hair. As Masato attempted to penetrate Yuko, her entire body trembled uncontrollably. "Ah…it hurts…ahhh…" Upon penetration, Yuko's body stiffened considerably, as if something inside her was resisting Masato. "Nishihara, could it be…" She held back her tears and nodded. Yes, this was her first time. Seeing her willing demeanor, one might assume she was an experienced girl, but as Masato thrust deeper, he clearly felt the presence of her hymen. "It's okay...please, it's alright." Yuko hugged Masato tightly. Knowing Yuko was a virgin didn't deter him; instead, he thrust even harder, using all his strength. Finally, their bodies became one. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Masato...Masato..." Their bodies moved in perfect harmony. Masato's hands gripped Yuko's waist as he thrust forward, oblivious to her painful moans. After a long while, Masato withdrew, ejaculating on Yuko's abdomen. The white semen mixed with the virgin blood still clinging to his penis, turning into a pinkish liquid that dripped all over Yuko. Masato stood there, stunned, thinking that Yuko, who had already showered, was probably watching TV now. What should I do? ...How did things turn out like this? Should I tell Yuko about Rio? Now that Yuko and I are in a relationship, many things seem to have become quite troublesome. I wrapped a towel around my lower body and walked out of the bathroom. As expected, Yuko was watching TV. But her expression was blank with surprise. The TV was showing Rio masturbating. "Nishihara..." Masato, in his surprise and regret, completely vented his anger. This video was clearly in my backpack! How come Nishihara is watching it now? I really don't know why he asked her out...? "I'm sorry! Masato! Don't be angry!" Yuko was frightened by Masato's angry face and didn't know what to do. "Because I saw a roll of film in your open backpack... it said it contained TV drama content, so I picked it up and watched it. I really didn't know! I'm sorry!" "...Never mind." Masato suddenly changed his fierce attitude and sighed. He forgot whether he had zipped up his backpack properly. Since Yuko said so, that's probably it! Taking this opportunity, Masato told Yuko all his secrets. "Indeed, I filmed this. I accidentally saw Rio masturbating, and I happened to have a camera in my hand, so I filmed it. I wanted to make good use of this roll of tape." Then Masato told Yuko about the loan. He was afraid that if he didn't repay the money, he wouldn't even know how he died. "I've never told anyone else about this, only you, so please don't tell anyone else. I have nowhere else to turn.""..." "You gave your first time to a man like me, I bet you're feeling terrible right now!" "Don't say anymore." Yuko suddenly leaned into Masato's arms, hugging him tightly. The scent of soap emanating from her freshly washed body, from her delicate breasts, hit Masato's nose. "How could you say that? If you were caught by them, you'd be dead for sure, right? I'm worried about you so much, how could you think you're a bad man?" These words seemed to penetrate Yuko's breasts and seep deep into Masato's heart. "Since you've made up your mind, I'll definitely help you." "Nishihara..." "If there's anything I can do to help, you have to tell me!" Yuko cupped Masato's face in her hands, and the two kissed deeply. Masato had heard rumors that Nishihara had a crush on him, and he wondered if the rumors were true. But asking her about her true feelings now seemed a bit premature. Masato placed his hand on Yuko's breast, and Yuko couldn't help but moan. The two of them fell onto the bed. The video of Rio's masturbation on TV had ended, leaving only black and white images. With only a few days left until the repayment deadline, Masato decided to use the video to blackmail Rio tomorrow. As he thought this, Masato concentrated all his strength and thrust into Yuko's body. ***However, a mere addict could never have a private moment with an idol star. Even when Leona could be seen on set or backstage, she was always surrounded by a large number of publicity and staff. Even if she was finally alone, her best friend Sarah would always be by her side, leaving her no chance to be alone. Sarah was a foreign girl who often played comedic roles. She and Leona were like sisters, very close, and they even lived in the same apartment building. Unable to follow his plan, and completely unable to threaten Leona, what should he do? Masato muttered to himself. Those people called Masato twice a day and anonymously sent registration cards for organ donations. Although Yuko was quite worried about Masato, as an addict herself, she naturally had no chance to get close to Leona either. She was truly powerless to do anything about it. Early that morning, Masato lay in wait near the restroom door close to the control room, hoping to have a chance to be alone with Riona, just like last time. He thought to himself that no matter what, he had to seize the opportunity to tell her this time. "Mochizuki, what have you done?" Before work started, Director Nakatsu asked Masato with a serious expression. "What is it?" Masato thought to himself, 'Could it be that Director Nakatsu found out about Riona?' His expression looked a little dazed. "How would I know that Boss Chihiro wanted to see you?" "Boss Chihiro... you mean our Boss Chihiro?" Masato never expected Boss Chihiro to contact him, so his voice trembled slightly. "Who else could it be? It's our producer... Chihiro Saki! She's incredibly powerful right now! She's the only female producer since the station was founded!" Director Nakatsu said, shrug and making an exaggerated expression. "Anyway, the big boss is looking for you, so you'd better hurry up. When you go in, just keep nodding and apologizing, admitting your mistakes, otherwise... I think your job is..." Although he was scared, he had no choice but to go. Thinking about his performance at the company, he shouldn't have been good enough to attract Chihiro's attention, right? So why did she want to see him? Walking on the top floor of the TV station, the only sound in the deathly silent corridor was Masato's footsteps. Chihiro's office was the second one from the back, and his colleagues called that room "the secret room." "The door's open, come in!" Chihiro answered immediately after the knock. "Excuse me." "Ah! It's Mochizuki! Come in quickly! This way, please!" Chihiro invited Masato to sit in the VIP section and politely offered him a cup of coffee, her expert hospitality evident in every gesture. It was the first time Masato had seen such a beautiful and charming professional woman with long, flowing hair. Chihiro sat down opposite him, leaning back on the sofa with her legs crossed. Her long, slender legs, peeking out from under her bright red, form-fitting suit skirt, were perfectly suited to be an actress. "I'm sorry! I wanted to ask what brings you here today?" "Oh, right! Um! I... I asked you here today to ask you for a favor, but I want to apologize first." "Apologize? Why do you say that? Director Nakatsu may often bully some new employees, but I know it's just his way of joking." Chihiro smiled, her innocent smile highlighting her adorable face. Judging from her appearance alone, it's hard to believe that she's a woman with a very high status at the television station, where everyone respectfully calls her "Boss Chihiro." "Actually, this time, I have a special 'job' that I'd like to ask you to do for me." As soon as the serious matter was mentioned, Chihiro's smile vanished, and her eyes turned cold. Seeing this, Masato felt both nervous and afraid. "Simply put, from now on, you are to approach some female singers and female artists I have designated, then abuse them, and record the abuse on videotape and hand it over to me." "Ah..." Yato's mind suddenly went blank. "Of course, I'll help you get close to the targets I designate. I guarantee you won't be sued by them. Your responsibility is to humiliate them to your heart's content." "Chi-Chihiro..." "Do you want to know the reason? Fine! I'll tell you! You're in the industry too, so you should know very well that I've risen to prominence in just a few short years. Up until now, I've always used actresses who have never acted before to play the lead roles in TV dramas, making them instant stars. But the lead role is the lifeblood of a TV drama. If I can control those actresses 100%, I won't have to worry about not making money." Masato, of course, knew this very well. Currently, Chihiro is the producer of all the TV dramas on the station. Even Shiomi Kurasawa, a currently very popular professional female singer, was recruited by Chihiro. Although Shiomi herself has always said that she does not want to act in TV dramas, the TV dramas she starred in consistently achieved high ratings when they were released. "No matter how hard I work, if I do things honestly, I can't last long. To completely control those popular actresses, I have to use some tricks." "So, therefore..." "Yes! Once I have the tapes of those actresses being humiliated, they will definitely cooperate with me for a long time. If they cooperate well, I can definitely make a lot of money. But if they don't cooperate, don't blame me for being ruthless." "But what if they turn around and sue us? Wouldn't that be the end of us? That seems a bit dangerous!" "Ha! Ha! Ha!... Don't worry! Once the contents of the tapes are released, the consequences will be unbearable for them." "But this is just a hypothetical situation." Chihiro said with a smile. The smile, though as innocent as before, concealed a ruthlessness unknown to anyone. "So do as I say, and whatever you do, don't offend those girls, understand?" "...This..." "I've made myself so clear, you should be able to express your opinion clearly! But let me tell you first, if you don't want your creditors chasing you to the point of no return, you don't need to think twice, just agree!" "You know about this!" Yato jumped up from his chair without saying a word. Why? "This circle has always had some connections with those dark groups in the world, you should know that. Recently, when I was in contact with them, I overheard them saying that a young man on our TV station would disappear." "..." "I just felt sorry for that kid and casually asked his name, little did I know, that kid was you! Isn't that interesting?" Chihiro stood up, patted Masato on the shoulder, walked to the desk at the far end of the room, and opened a drawer. "This, you know what this is, right?" Chihiro spread out the documents, and Masato realized that the thing he cherished most was now in her hands. It was the loan agreement for Masato's father, but at some point, the borrower on it had become Masato. "I bought this from your creditor with my own money. In short, your creditor has changed to me now." "That means you no longer have the right to refuse what I'm asking you to do." "However, if you want to donate your internal organs, I can't force you." "..." Just thinking about what Chihiro had entrusted to him filled him with a strong sense of disgust, far exceeding his fear. But Masato had no choice; he finished the cold coffee in one gulp. "Then it's settled. First, this one..." Chihiro copied down the phone number and handed it to Masato. "This is Sakurai Rio's phone number. Tonight, Sarah, who is usually with her, will be working late and won't be going back to the apartment, so Rio will be alone tonight. You know what to do next, right? Good luck!" What a coincidence! "Leona's performance on television last time was quite well-received, so I want her to become one of my regular actors. Whether this works out or not depends on your performance! My company has very few regular television drama actors. If we can fully control the currently popular Leona and make her my regular leading lady, then the company's future will be limitless," Chihiro said to Masato.The reason for Chihiro's choice of Rio Sakurai was clear. It was such a coincidence that Chihiro's first target for humiliation was precisely the person Masato wanted to blackmail with a video of himself masturbating… Rio Sakurai. And so, Masato, following the instructions of his new creditor, began his "work." But the fact that the target was exactly the same person he wanted to intimidate made Masato feel that unpredictable things were constantly happening in the world. However, there was only one thing Masato understood very clearly. Now, he had no choice but to follow Chihiro's orders. Masato returned to the studio from Chihiro's office, only to find Director Nakatsu looking at him with extreme surprise. "Just now, they said you're getting a promotion starting tomorrow!" "Oh! Really?" "How did this happen? Starting tomorrow, you'll be Chihiro's direct supervisor? You've become the first person to know about Chihiro's job moves. Strange? How did your position surpass mine so quickly?" Masato simply replied, "I'm not too sure either," and didn't say anything more. "Never mind, never mind. If Chihiro invites you for drinks in the future, remember to invite me too!" After saying that, Nakatsu returned to his work station. At this moment, Yuko was watching Masato from a dark corner on the set. *** It's probably around 10 PM now. A girl wearing sunglasses is standing by the crossroads, her face unable to hide her anxiety. Wearing sunglasses in the dark inevitably draws attention, and that innocent face looked even more out of place with them on; it was clearly an attempt to conceal her identity. "Sorry to keep you waiting!" The girl jumped in surprise when Masato greeted her. "You must be Sakurai Riona! I'm Mochizuki, nice to meet you." "Give me the videotape," Riona said to Masato through her sunglasses. Masato didn't say anything, just turned around to leave. "Hey! Wait a minute! Didn't you say you'd give me the videotape if I came here?" "I didn't say I'd give it to you here!" Masato said, clearly annoyed. A frightened Riona could only quietly follow Masato. Masato led her to an apartment near the photography studio. He had originally planned to take her to a hotel to avoid Rio discovering his identity. However, he found it more reassuring to prepare the videotape in his own room. "Come in!" "Give me the videotape!" Rio repeated the same phrase like a robot. After getting Rio's mobile phone number from Chihiro, Masato immediately called her, threatening her with the videotape of her masturbating in the bathroom, demanding she come alone. Perhaps sensing something was wrong, Rio immediately agreed, the conversation on the phone brief and rapid. She sounded quite calm, but her attitude clearly revealed her fear. "I'll give it to you, don't worry! But I need you to do something for me first." He led Riona to the camera near the bed, skillfully concealing its presence. The camera was running. "First, take off your clothes!" "What!...How...how can you?" "No way! That's great! I can sell this videotape however I like. I think if I put Riona's name on it, tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of men will want it!" "I understand!" Riona, fighting back tears that were already welling up, slowly removed her clothes, starting from her elbows, shoulders, and head. Her slender figure was like a model's; under her pink bra, Riona's breasts were surprisingly large. Her trembling hands unbuttoned her miniskirt, and the coffee-colored skirt fell to the floor. Leona hadn't taken off her stockings and stocking suspenders; she was still wearing a small pink pair of panties. "I'm all undressed!" "You call that undressed? You haven't taken off your panties yet?" "Ah, please! Please spare me, okay?" "If you won't take them off yourself, I'll help you!" Leona silently shook her head, placing her hands behind her back to unhook her bra. Instantly, a pair of white, round breasts appeared before Masato. Leona looked at Masato; he didn't speak, only using his eyes to tell her to take off her clothes. Leona bit her lip, a shy expression on her face, and reluctantly took off her only piece of clothing—her panties. "Ah!" Her underwear was only pulled down to her knees when Rio closed her eyes, looking down at the ground, her thick, dark, angular body hair visible between her legs. Looking at her innocent face, so naive, she seemed completely unaware that her body could already be considered a woman. "Come over here! Cover yourself with your hands, I won't see!" "Mmm!" Her nipples swayed at the top of her breasts, and the thick, messy body hair between her legs rubbed against each other. This was a scene that countless men dreamed of, and Yato tried to remain calm, focusing only on completing his "work." But after observing Rio closely, he seemed unable to control his desires. "Okay! You'll suck on it like this!" Yato slowly pulled down his pants and took it out. It was no longer as soft as usual, but erect and pointing towards the ceiling. "No!" Riona reflexively turned her head to the side. Yato was furious at her aversion to male genitalia, so he resorted to the most brutal method. "Ouch!" He grabbed Riona's long, straight hair and forced her to kneel, her face towards his penis. "Seeing how you masturbated the other day, I think you probably don't know what makes you feel best, right? Let me teach you, the pleasure of the mouth. If you bite me, I can't guarantee what will happen to you." "Mmm!" Riona was in tears. Hesitantly opening her small mouth, Yato quickly put his penis into her mouth. "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" He kept pressing Rio's head down, forcing his way deep into her throat, the elasticity of her throat constantly stimulating his penis. Although she opened her eyes to look at him in pain, he ignored her, continuing to hold her head in his hands and violently rock it back and forth. "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Ugh! Mmm! Mmm!" It didn't seem like oral sex at all, but rather like he was making a fixed rhythm with his mouth. Rio's tongue trembled with fear, but this only excited him more, and his whole body burned. "Yes! Right there! Lick that spot again, suck the cleft at the tip! If you don't do it properly, you should know what will happen!" Leona cried, lowering her head. She seemed to hear Masato's request, and her wriggling tongue slowly licked the sensitive cleft where semen was most easily ejaculated. Although her movements were clumsy, the sensation of his penis filled Masato with immense excitement; he seemed to have reached orgasm. "It's coming! Drink it all!" Ah! ...Before Leona could react, Masato held her head still and suddenly ejaculated into her mouth. Leona resisted in surprise, but seemed to have swallowed the semen. Hmm! Her slender neck bobbed up and down, showing that she had swallowed Masato's semen. "Ah! Mmm! Mmm!" Satisfied, Yato pulled away from Rio's mouth. Rio kept patting her chest, making a vomiting gesture. "What's wrong? Feeling uncomfortable?" Rio simply nodded slightly. "Please, the videotape..." Even in her dire situation, Rio was still preoccupied with her own videotape, completely unaware that her even more shameful state had already been filmed. Rio looked at Yato with pleading eyes, a trace of his semi-transparent semen still lingering on the edge of her lips, seemingly expressing her unfulfilled desire. Yato thought that a videotape of oral sex alone probably wasn't enough to satisfy Boss Chihiro, was it? "It's not over yet!" "W-what?" Masato pushed Riona down onto the bed, grabbed her knees, spread her legs, and skillfully positioned himself so the camera could capture Riona's most sensitive area. "No, please..." Riona resisted with all her might, her knees shaking, but she seemed no match for Masato's strength. With her legs spread, Riona's genitals were deeply exposed, forming a cylindrical shape. Riona continued to cry. "Your secret place and your anus seem to be begging me to go in, you look so pitiful!" "No! I beg you, please! Don't do this!" Leona resisted hysterically. At this moment, Yato recalled when Leona masturbated. Although she rubbed her clitoris so intensely, she seemed very afraid when she put her hand inside. Could it be that Leona was still... "You, are you still a virgin?" "I only let Sarah play with my private parts, I won't allow any other men. So I beg you..." Leona shook her head excitedly. Yato tried to put his fingers on her cleft and felt Leona's strong tension, so he believed her. So that's how it is! I guess I have no choice. "In that case, I'll have to choose this place!" "Ah!" Leona jumped up, her entire buttocks facing Yato's face. "If you want to keep your virginity, then stay still like this!" "Ah! Ah!" Yato held Riona's waist with one hand, while the other slipped between her legs, slowly placing his fingers on the budding, visibly contracting skin. "This place will make you feel very comfortable, you know that! Of course, it can also cause you unbearable pain." His fingers traced circles, caressing her sensitive areas. "Mmm!" Riona let Yato hold her, enduring his actions. No matter what he did...Sarah, who didn't want to lose her virginity, was she really that kind of person? Why would the innocent Leonardo think of her like this? Her virginity seemed incredibly important to her. Yato's fingers gradually approached Leonardo's warm spot. "It's already wet, you really like it here!" he said gently, beginning to peel back the outer skin of her bud to bring her immense pleasure. "This feels good, doesn't it? This is where you often touch yourself when you masturbate, isn't it?" "Ah! Ah! Ah…!" Leonardo struggled in pain, but her clitoris showed boundless desire, as if answering: "Yes, that's the spot I always focus on when I masturbate, please caress me faster!" Soon, a honey-like fluid began to flow from there. He smeared a little and placed it on her anus, which was slightly open with excitement. "Ah!" Needless to say, Riona had no idea why Masato was doing this. "No! That place is dirty!" "Yes! I'm going to insert it into your dirty anus. It's a bit like an enema. In no time, your anus will feel unprecedented pleasure." "No, no!" Riona tried to escape, but thinking of the videotape and the danger of losing her virginity, she didn't resist much, just kept crying, letting Masato move his fingers around her anus. With the lubrication of the mucus, it slowly opened, like a secret place, and began to make lewd sounds. It felt so good. Not only was the temperature just right, but the tightness was perfect too. The veins seemed to be sucking on Yato's fingers. "I'm going in now. Take a breath and let your opening relax a bit!" "Hmm! Ah? Ah! No, it hurts! No!..." Yato ignored Ona's struggles; she could only writhe and scream in pain. Yato seemed to feel her resistance through Ona's veins. The tip had entered smoothly, and every time he tried to go deeper, he felt the muscles gradually being stretched open. The warm rectum enveloped Yato's penis from head to toe. Ona seemed to want to make one last struggle, but this only excited Yato more. "Alright! I'm going to shoot inside you, maybe even make you have a huge, towering belly. From now on, whenever you need to go to the toilet, don't let yourself feel the urge to masturbate!" "Ugh!" Riona kept clenching her body, and Masato, like a carnivore devouring a little white rabbit, used his male member, with its fierce teeth, to gradually tear Riona's body apart. Gently shaking, her incredibly elastic rectum slowly opened. Masato knew that although Riona kept saying "No, no," her body was actually enjoying it. Although she was a pure and innocent idol, her masturbation and her buttocks seemed to be beyond her control; her essence was just that lewd! Masato pressed his fingers against her clitoris, which slowly became engorged with blood and gradually swelled. "I'm going to cum!" "Ah! Ah! It hurts... It hurts!... Um! Um! Let me go! Sa... Ah! Ah! Ah!" Masato thrust forward with all his might, ejaculating deep inside Riona's rectum. Masato immediately imagined the scene of Riona's excrement softly mixing with his semen. Masato, of course, had no interest in the excrement, so he began to think about the sounds Riona would make when she went to the toilet. "Pfft!" Masato exhaled with satisfaction and withdrew from Riona's body. Masato's semen still dripped onto her trembling, red-heeled anus. Stunned, Riona got up and, just as Masato had expected, walked towards the toilet. As she rushed towards the toilet, Masato turned the microphone of the camera towards the toilet door. Leona, who was defecating, kept making "plop! plop!" sounds in the toilet. Although he could put the video camera in the toilet, Masato really didn't want to smell the disgusting odor of other people's excrement. "Can I have the videotape back now?" Leona came out of the toilet, her face still showing a little shyness. Hearing the sounds, Leona had a bad feeling. Masato smiled gently at her and said, "Now, you probably don't want the videotape of you masturbating, do you? Your more exciting behavior is now in my hands." "What?" Leona, disheveled, stood frozen in front of Masato, the camera lens on the bedside table pointed directly at her face. "Here's the exciting footage of our climax. You, still a virgin, have already experienced the pleasure of anal sex. I think this tape is more valuable than the one about masturbation!" "..." Leona in the video remained silent, tears streaming down her face. Chapter Two: Warning Early in the morning, Masato was exhausted and filled with remorse. He wanted to tell himself it was a dream, but a few stray hairs on his pillow and blood-stained tissues in the trash can forced him to admit that yesterday's events weren't a dream. Right! In the end, I gave the masturbation tape to the still-crying Leona, negotiated terms with her, and she rushed home, sobbing. I was alone in the room, suddenly feeling incredibly tired, so I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. How could I have done such a thing? Although driven to desperation by his creditors, Yato kept telling himself that he absolutely could not be like them, cruelly persecuting kind people. It was because of this that he couldn't successfully intimidate Riona. Forced by fate to do things against his conscience, he felt a strange sense of exhilaration afterward. "To the innocent girl who was crying incessantly, I actually demanded oral and anal sex from her… and this isn't over yet?" Thinking this, Yato used all his remaining strength to sit up, telling himself, "I will never be at Chihiro's beck and call again," before heading to work as usual. But he didn't forget to put the videotape of Riona's humiliation from the previous night in his bag. It had been quite hot outside since early morning. It was a little later than usual for work. Although he was now Chihiro's direct subordinate, being late after only meeting the big boss seemed inappropriate. So, as soon as he entered the TV station lobby, he hurriedly ran. While running, Masato noticed a girl sitting near the potted plants in the lobby. She was petite, with skin that was almost transparent, frighteningly white, and large, bright brown eyes that were fixed on Masato. "...?" Masato thought, 'Is she an entertainer? But I don't recognize her.' He nodded politely to her. Unexpectedly, she smiled, stood up, and walked to Masato's side. But before she could speak, the girl fainted. "Hey!" Why did he always run into such unlucky things? Masato quickly stepped forward to help the girl up, lifting her in his arms. Her bright, lively eyes vanished in an instant. "What's wrong? Wake up!" he patted her face gently, but she remained unresponsive. Afraid of being scolded by Director Nakatsu, Masato took her to the infirmary without hesitation. "...I'm sorry!" The girl, lying on the infirmary bed, slowly opened her eyes. "Are you alright?" "Yeah! I'm fine! I think my sunburn flared up again!" "I think you should see a doctor; it'll be better!" The place where the girl lay was just a medical scene used by the television station for filming scenes of injured people. It only contained a few beds and a first-aid kit; of course, there was no doctor present. "I'm really alright now, please don't worry!" The girl stood up from the bed and smiled at Masato. That innocent smile could calm one's heart for a moment. "My name is Nana, big brother, and what's yours?" "...My name is Masato." The title of "big brother" made Masato feel a little shy, but a warm feeling slowly spread in his heart. "Well then, Masato-nii, I hope we'll have a chance to meet again!" Nana got off the hospital bed and tiptoed out of the medical room. Masato called after her, "Hey, don't push yourself!" Masato was about to ask who she was and why she was here, but she had already left. Oh well, she's probably just an ordinary girl who wants to become a star. Maybe she just wants to use me to get into this industry. But saving that girl felt like it atoned for some part of my sins. …Brother, I hope we'll have a chance to meet again. Masato thought back to Nana's words, saying, "Anyway, anything related to me is definitely not a good thing!" *** "Ah! Ah! It hurts!…Let me go! Let me go!" The image of Rio being humiliated reappeared on the large television in the machine gun room. Chihiro leaned against the sofa, watching the television expressionlessly, seemingly confirming the outcome of her life-or-death decision. "You did well! Thank you for your hard work!" Chihiro paused the image on Rio's semen-covered anus. "Even though it was your first time, you did well! I hope your performance in the future will be just as good as this time!" Chihiro turned to Masato and said. "Kurasawa Shihomi, you know her, right? She's acting in the drama you're in charge of now. That girl finally decided to work with me, but her attitude is really bad. She's always late for recordings, often forgets her lines, and deliberately acts terribly, like she wants to embarrass me. If I let someone like that act in my drama, wouldn't that be a huge loss of face for me? So this time, I hope you can help me teach her a lesson." Masato wondered to himself, "Does Chihiro intend to use the same methods she used on Shihomi as with Rio to force her to act?" But if he threatened Shihomi with the abuse videotape, wouldn't she be so angry that she wouldn't want to act? Chihiro must have considered this, right? Chihiro seemed to be able to read Masato's mind.Just like before, she suddenly spoke with a very sad expression: "You must think that using such humiliating methods to teach her a lesson is really cruel." Her eyes, painted with bright eyeshadow, looked kindly at Yato. "No! How could I possibly think that? You've misunderstood!" Seemingly afraid of being misled by those brown eyes, Yato looked away. "But, you still don't agree with what I did, right? Right! If you use this, you should feel more at ease." After saying that, Chihiro took out something wrapped in a small piece of paper from her pocket. "If you use this, I think you should be able to make a videotape that I'm satisfied with." "Is this medicine?" Wrapped in translucent paper, it contained some fine white powder; it was clearly medicine. "Yes. But this drug is still in the experimental stage. I got it from those people." Yato recalled Chihiro telling him about how she obtained the contract, and he guessed she was referring to those people. "Any woman who takes this drug will slowly develop a fever, experiencing an insatiable urge to be with a man. But the drug is extremely potent; too much use can be addictive. That's what they told me!" "Then…" "Don't worry! It's not like a typical stimulant!" "Hmm! But if this drug is so effective, it's certainly easier to seize money and power than through hard work, isn't it?" "If it were you, Yato, you could do that. But I am, after all, a woman, a widow who has to support another…" "My daughter's woman... although I've had contact with those people, I really don't have the courage. Because this drug is still in the development stage, it's very unstable. Besides, they'll ask me about the drug's distribution before they'll even consider giving it to me, so I won't get a large quantity." "Oh! Is that so?" Chihiro seemed reluctant to discuss such a serious matter, so she changed the subject, saying, "Hey! Didn't I just tell you I have a daughter? Come to think of it, she should be arriving soon. I'll introduce her to you later." A very rare expression suddenly appeared on Chihiro's face, one that came from a mother's loving heart. "Speaking of which, I'm using the drugs to make things easier for you. I don't intend to use them to control Shihomi. If I really used drugs to control her, many things would have negative consequences. So..." "Is this just a warning?" "You could say that! Anyway, I'm leaving the videotape to you! I want Shihomi and the other girls who watch this videotape to be unable to resist my orders, Chihiro." "..." Chihiro stood up and opened a drawer in the table. The table was usually locked, and Masato's contract was also kept there. She took out a black cardboard box from the back of the drawer, which contained the same packets of medicine as before. She took some and handed them to Masato. "You can use these drugs on the targets I designate for humiliation. They are colorless and odorless, so even if you mix them in tea, the other person won't notice. Moreover, the effects are quite good, and you will absolutely not feel any guilt." Afterwards, Masato imitated Chihiro talking to herself, saying, "If this drug is mixed with water and injected into the body, the effect will be even more amazing, but doing so would be very dangerous. Besides this method, Masato, you can use whatever method you want. It's up to you now! Ah! Ha! Ha!" Bang! Masato returned to his room and tossed and turned on the bed. Although he had obtained Shihomi's phone number from Chihiro, unlike Rio, Shihomi didn't have any leverage over Masato. While the drug itself was colorless and odorless, he couldn't think of a good way to get her to drink it. But Masato, who was always obedient to Chihiro, couldn't imagine how Shihomi could have the audacity to resist her. "Hmm!" Just then, the doorbell rang. Masato, who was rolling around in bed clutching his pillow, wanted to pretend he didn't hear it. "Masato, are you there? It's Nishihara." It was Yuko! He had no choice but to get up and open the door to let her in. "I heard from Director Nakatsu today that you went home early after talking with Chihiro... What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" "Nothing's wrong!" "By the way! I thought you must not be paying attention to nutrition since you live alone, so I bought these groceries. Can I borrow your kitchen for a bit?" "Yay! Ah!" Is our relationship just about cooking in the kitchen? "Hmm, there's fish, tofu, eggplant... these are all nutritious foods that single people like you often lack." Masato looked at Yuko, who was wearing an apron and cooking skillfully, and it was completely unimaginable that she was usually so unsophisticated. Soon, a fragrant aroma wafted from the kitchen, with grilled fish, fried eggplant, and cold tofu salad placed in front of Masato. "So delicious!" Masato didn't really like these simple dishes, but he hadn't expected them to taste so good freshly made. "Really? That's great. I was thinking that I'm not usually like a girl, but at least when it comes to cooking, I should act like one, so I've been trying to learn." For some reason, Masato's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Yuko, who was smiling shyly. "Do you want to drink more?" "Yes!" Masato was enjoying this rare moment of peace and drank several glasses of wine. After dinner, the two of them indulged in sensual pleasures. Perhaps because of the alcohol, this night was particularly passionate. "Mmm! Ah!" He taught the inexperienced Yuko to perform oral sex on him, just like Riona did, and even engaged in anal sex with her. Although Yuko was frowning in pain, she still endured Masato's actions. "Ah! Ah! Ah! Masato..." He forcefully spread her protruding buttocks, inserting his penis into Yuko's anus. Yuko cried out in pain to Masato, but he ignored her, seemingly abusing her. "Today, Chihiro told me that the next target is Kurasawa Shiomi," Masato said, holding Yuko's waist after they finished. He told Yuko about Chihiro's request for him to humiliate some girls and about the drugs. Although Chihiro had instructed him not to tell anyone, Masato felt that telling Yuko shouldn't be a problem. "That's why I came back first!" "But, I've thought and thought, and I really can't think of a good way to successfully complete this mission." "Shiho and I are quite close! If I'm the one to invite her, she shouldn't suspect anything!" "You?" "I already told you! If you need my help, just ask. It might be a bit much for Shiho, but for you, I'm willing to do anything." Hearing Yuko's words, Masato was deeply moved. For a moment, Masato felt that he couldn't lose Yuko. *** The next day. Masato quietly opened the door on the roof of the TV station, and soon Yuko and Shiho arrived. Yuko winked at Masato, drawing his attention to Shiho behind her. "Nishihara, why are we talking here?" Masato immediately noticed Shiho, who was tall and slender with long arms and legs and a somewhat boyish appearance, standing behind him. Yuko was also staring at the dazzling Shiho. "Ah! Producer Yamazaki asked me to tell you this. She asked me to ask you to be more serious when you act in dramas in the future..." "Why do you have to tell me this? I'm busy filming a drama right now!" "Ah! I know that! But..." "Nishihara, you should know that I didn't want to act in this drama in the first place. I trusted you and came here with you because Yuko was very friendly on set!" Although he had a good impression of Yuko, Yuko was, after all, Shiho's senior! She actually spoke to her in such a tone! Perhaps all popular celebrities are like this! They all seem to look down on TV personalities. Thinking of this, Masato felt utterly disdainful of Shiho's attitude and decided to teach her a lesson. "If Chihiro has anything she wants to say to me, tell her to come directly to me! That's it." Masato quickly stood in front of Shiho, who was turning to leave. "What? And who are you?" Shiho's voice was a little timid, but she still looked at Masato with a rather stern gaze. "You've probably forgotten who I am, haven't you? Never mind! But don't you think it's a bit inappropriate to disobey Chihiro's orders? You'd better not provoke her!" "Ah!" Shiho saw Masato take a packet of medicine out of his pocket. "Hey!" She seemed to be trying to snatch the packet of medicine from Masato's hand, but he skillfully dodged it. "You seem to have forgotten your place? Now I'm going to make you remember!" "Wh-wh-what..." "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Shiomi." Just as Masato had planned, Yuko pinned Shiomi's hands tightly behind her back. "What are you doing?" Shiomi struggled in pain, her body twisting into Yuko's. Masato then took out a bottle of mineral water from his shoulder bag, opened the cap, and dissolved the medicine in the water. "Look, this stuff can make you feel really happy!" "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" He forced the water into Shiomi's mouth, forcing half a bottle down her throat. Although Masato didn't really understand medicine, he knew that if he forced all the medicine down her throat at once, she would suddenly feel weak. Just like drinking alcohol, if you drink too much at once, your body will lack strength. "Ah! Ah!" Just as Masato had predicted, Shiomi's eyes slowly welled up with tears, and her limbs suddenly lost strength. Although she tried to struggle, Yuko's strength allowed her to temporarily control her, so Masato began preparing to take the picture."Make her feel good, Nishihara." "Yay! Oh! Okay!" Yuko seemed to understand what Masato meant from his eyes. So she walked behind Shihomi and, like a pervert, pulled down Shihomi's denim shorts. "No! No! Don't do this!" Yuko put her hand inside Shihomi's underwear, trembling as she groped, finally managing to insert her fingers into Shihomi's private parts. In no time, Shihomi's underwear was soaked. "This is the second time I've filmed a video like this. There was an even more exciting one before you!" Masato said to Shihomi in a very gentle tone. He then pulled off Shihomi's top with both hands. "No! You can't...do this!" Shiho struggled, but to no avail. He removed her thin-shouldered short top and strapless bra, forcefully lifting her breasts. Although her breasts weren't large, her nipples were quite large. Masato grasped her breast with one hand, causing the nipple to harden, while his other hand filmed her trembling, distorted breasts with a camera. "Right now, Shiho looks like a perverted woman wanting to be raped! Nishihara, how's it down there?" "It's already quite wet, amazing! Even through her panties, it feels like my fingers are being sucked in. Shiho seems to be enjoying it!" This could be vaguely sensed from Yuko's voice. "Nishihara, you seem quite excited too! Helping another girl masturbate seems like something only lesbians would do." "No! I don't want to take the pill!" Shiho's cheeks flushed. "I think you can't take it anymore! Just touching your genitals probably isn't enough for you, is it?" Masato then pulled Shiho's panties and denim shorts down to her knees. Shiho's breasts and knees were completely exposed. Rather than taking them all off, this partial exposure felt surprisingly good, like an obscene picture. Masato's crotch gradually heated up, and the area between his pubic hair was already wet. "Okay! Nishihara, help me spread her legs, make her kneel on the ground, expand that area even more." "Okay!" "No! No! Don't!" Shiho's voice seemed out of sync with her body. As she bent her legs into an M shape, several obscene sounds came from her private parts. "No! Don't look there!" Ignoring the constantly crying Shiho, Masato's camera, like a large, dark penis, approached Shiho's private parts. The constantly contracting cleft looked like Shiho's lips. With the slightest vibration, a clear, honey-like fluid would flow out. "As expected, even just being stared at excites you this much! Shiho sings some pretty powerful songs, but now she sounds like a slut wanting to be raped." As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of white, honey-like fluid flowed from Shiho's cleft. "Ah! Ah! Look! Your cleft is telling you to stop crying, it's like it's saying to me: 'Yes, I am a slut.'" Although he kept provoking Shiho with his words, Masato himself was already incredibly excited, just like when he was humiliating Riona, he found that he couldn't control himself at all. "I can't take it anymore! That's right! You can use this!" Masato held the mineral water bottle in his hand, which still had half a bottle of water mixed with drugs inside. "I've heard that whether it's alcohol or regular medicine, as long as it's absorbed directly through the rectum, the effect is great! If this goes directly into your body, it will give you a pleasure you've never experienced before!" "No! No! No! Don't do this to me, I beg you, I'll never disobey you again, I beg you, don't..." This was completely unlike the girl who had been so assertive just moments before. Shiho's frail body trembled uncontrollably, like a sobbing child, pleading desperately with Masato. "No! A verbal promise isn't enough, I can't believe you like that." "Then what do you want?" "Give me oral sex first." "..." Masato pulled his penis out of his pants, and Shiho's face showed despair, while Yuko frowned. But actually, Yuko had already known this would happen. Completely limp, Shihomi was held by Yuko and forced to kneel before Masato, who placed his penis in her mouth. "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!" "Don't be so unwilling! Put it deeper! Lick the crevice with your tongue, you should know where it is! That's where men get excited most easily. Yes! Right there!" The man's penis went in and out of Shihomi's mouth, and Masato filmed the whole scene, his head shaking back and forth, his small breasts swaying along with it, it felt really good. Masato silently let Shihomi continue this action, while she could only tilt her head in pain, sucking his penis, drooling and making some noises. Shiho's expression changed; her face, which had initially shown disgust and humiliation, gradually transformed into one of joy and ecstasy. "So you can enjoy oral sex now! Okay, let me see what's going on down there!" "Mmm!" Masato pulled out of Shiho's mouth, and Yuko, following Masato's command, had Shiho lie flat. With her face upwards, she spread Shiho's legs, her knees pressing against her breasts. Although no one was touching her, it was definitely much wetter than before. "Do you want it?" Shiho nodded silently, seemingly unable to deny her body's intense need. "Because you, Shihomi, are a slut who wants to be raped and is filled with lust?" "..." "If you don't tell me, then forget it!" "Yes! Yes! I am... I, Shihomi, am a slut who wants to be raped and is filled with lust. Ah! Ah! Please, ah! Ah! No! Ah! Ah!" Masato inserted the opening of the mineral water bottle into Shihomi's anus. The water flowed into her body, reaching her rectum. The obscene drug seemed to have dissolved into Shihomi's blood. But because of the water entering, a strong urge to defecate struck. "Ah! No! Hmm!" Shihomi spread her legs, trying to suppress the constant convulsions in her waist. "Do you want to go to the toilet?" Shihomi nodded slightly. "Then use your mouth to help me recover!" "Ah! W-what! Hmm!" "I think you must feel good too! Nishihara, insert this into Shihomi's place, and move it occasionally." "Yay! This..." Masato tossed the empty mineral water bottle to Yuko, who caught it blankly. "Didn't you see how much she couldn't stand it anymore? Hurry up and put it in!" "..." Yuko hesitated slightly. But Shihomi had already pounced on Masato and started sucking his penis. She was like a dog that had been hungry for several days, rushing towards Masato. Masato sat down, and Shihomi, with her hands and feet on the floor, buried her face between Masato's legs. "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Ha!" She licked incessantly with her tongue, her weak hands gripping the base of his penis, her face remaining still as she desperately sucked. Perhaps she urgently needed to use the restroom? But then, Shiomi's eyes began to moisten with shame, and Masato realized that the drug from earlier was taking effect. "Okay! I'm going in now, Shiomi." Shiomi seemed completely oblivious to Yuko's voice. Yuko bit her lip, wrapped her arms around Shiomi's waist, and inserted the jar into her slit from behind. "Mmm! Mmm! Mmm! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Shiomi let out beast-like sounds, her body twisting violently. At first, Yuko was afraid and hesitant to proceed. But Shihomi's intense reaction and exaggeratedly open anus allowed Yuko to enter smoothly. "Suck it again! Shihomi, suck it harder! I'll reward you handsomely!" Masato already had a strong urge to ejaculate. When Shihomi gently bit the tip of Masato's penis with her teeth, Masato reached his climax, pulling Shihomi's hair away and ejaculating his semen onto her face. "Ah!" Masato's semen covered Shihomi's tear-stained face, her small nose, and her saliva-covered lips. "Glug!" It seemed that at the same time... Shihomi also reached her climax. Masato then used a camera to film Shihomi's current appearance. He filmed the moment the jar entered her body, causing the slit to open violently, completely. Unleashing her lust, she slowly emitted lewd sounds. But deep down, she seemed to feel... that using a jar to comfort herself was shameful. The jar, slippery with sticky fluid, detached from Shihomi's body and rolled onto the rooftop floor. "Ugh! Ugh! Ah! Ah! I can't take it anymore!" Shihomi sat on the floor with her legs spread, her lower abdomen trembling. Masato sensed something was wrong... and handed the camera to Yuko. "Masato." "Take her to the toilet, and film me there!" "What?" "Don't hesitate. If she really can't take it anymore and relieves herself here, it'll be even more troublesome!" "..." Yuko picked up Shihomi, who staggered to her feet with Yuko's help. The toilet was right below the stairs. Masato prayed silently, hoping it wasn't too late. ***Yuko was quite the photographer. Of the many toilets, Yuko had Shihomi go into the traditional Japanese style, which also allowed her to clearly film Shihomi crying while relieving herself. In his room, Masato watched the videotape he had recorded, and a chill suddenly ran down his spine. The mission was important, but Masato had actually done this to a girl. "...I..." Sensing Masato's feelings from his gaze, Yuko said to him, "If you, Masato, had violated Shihomi in front of me, I probably would have run away from the shock! Thankfully! You didn't. You didn't violate Shihomi because of me, right? I'm so happy!" "..." The truth might be a little cruel to Yuko. Actually, Masato...It wasn't because of Yuko that he didn't take advantage of Shihomi; he just felt that if he were to use ordinary methods of humiliation, the more perverse the better. At that moment, Masato... truly didn't know what he was doing. "Don't you find it strange that I humiliated her like this?" "No!" Yuko rested her head on Masato's shoulder. "I'm so happy!... You know what? From the day I started working with you, I fell in love with

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