Ball Game – Future Chapter

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For Suzuki Tomiichiro, nothing was more comfortable than sitting in his office. He was the general manager of a large department store. Of course, his success today was not due to any particular ability, but rather to family connections. This department store was founded by his father, and his family owned the largest share. Therefore, it was only natural that he became the company's managing director. He himself was mediocre, but the company was running smoothly, and with a group of capable assistants, the business was unaffected. In fact, his father, on his deathbed, handed over the company's greatest power to his two younger brothers. He knew his son was just mediocre, so he didn't feel comfortable entrusting the family business to him. Suzuki was unhappy about this, but there was nothing he could do. His father stipulated that everything in the company required a majority vote from the board of directors to be implemented, and his two capable uncles, along with a few minority shareholders, naturally held the reins of power. So, did Suzuki have nothing to do? Of course not. Suzuki had also grasped some power within the company, one of which was managing the security department. The security department of the large department store actually had a very simple job: preventing high-rollers and theft. Suzuki had no worries about preventing high-rollers, as his security manager had already planned everything. All important areas were equipped with 24-hour video cameras and security alarms. Plainclothes security personnel were often hidden among the sales clerks and customers, preventing both external and internal theft. So what could Suzuki do? He found it very interesting—to toy with those caught high-rollers. High-rollers came in all shapes and sizes, from petty thieves who were greedy for small gains to habitual thieves. In fact, many people had money but still preferred to steal. Suzuki felt an immense sense of authority over these people (this was unsurprising, as he actually had no real power in the company; he could only wield power in front of those who were powerless and dared not resist). He devised various methods to embarrass them, and what pleased him even more was that he often reaped unexpected rewards from this strange game. To make this game more interesting, Suzuki specially designed a room behind his general manager's office. Of course, no one interfered with his decision to set up such a room, because his uncles all believed that having him in charge was better than having him do nothing; if he were completely uninvolved, he might spend more time scheming to seize power. Having received tacit approval, he played the game even more enthusiastically and with more variety. However, nothing had ever happened so far. That was because those he had tricked dared not speak out afterward. After all, stealing was not a glorious thing and should not be publicized. Today, Suzuki was sitting in his office again, waiting for a new prey. Just then, someone knocked on the door. "Come in," Suzuki said. The person who opened the door was the head of security, who said to Suzuki, "General Manager, we've caught another one." He held a videotape in his hand, handed it to Suzuki, and said ingratiatingly, "General Manager, you'll find today's one very interesting." The security chief, of course, knew Suzuki's hobby and was eager to curry favor with him. As long as Suzuki was happy, his position would be secure. Suzuki nodded and said, "Take him to the VIP room first." The "VIP room" was his nickname for the place where he harassed high-rollers. "Understood." The security chief left. Suzuki put the videotape into the VCR, and the screen showed the company's lingerie department. Suzuki was drawn to a customer on the screen. Although it was a black and white videotape, it was clear that she was a vibrant young woman carrying a bag, one hand slipping a bra into it. She had a very pretty face, but her expression was extremely nervous. Clearly, this was her first time doing something like this. She stole three bras in a row and then hurriedly turned and left. Without watching further, it was obvious she had followed him out of the company gate, thinking she had gotten away with it, only to be caught at the entrance. A smug look appeared on Suzuki's face. He pressed a switch, and a door behind the chair opened. He stepped out. There, a small passage led to another door—a glass door. However, the glass was specially made, allowing only one side of the view. He could now clearly see the interior. On the table lay the handbag and three bras, and in the chair in front of the table sat the girl. Suzuki's heart raced at the sight; the girl was incredibly beautiful. He had already thought the girl was pretty when he watched the videotape. However, the camera hadn't been very close to her, and the shot was from a high angle, so it wasn't very clear. Now, it was completely different. The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with large eyes, a high, slightly round nose, and cherry-like lips; she was clearly a very lively girl. However, she was now looking down, seemingly worried. Suzuki pressed a switch again, and the glass door opened. He went inside. The girl looked up, her expression now clearly more terrified. Suzuki deliberately put on a stern face, then sat down in his chair and said, "Do you know that stealing is a serious crime? You'll be imprisoned!" The girl was even more frightened; tears welled up in her eyes, and she said, "Sir, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again." Suzuki chuckled inwardly. He always used this tactic first. It was always very effective, giving the other party a warning. "Alright, now I'll ask you, and you must answer honestly," Suzuki said. "What's your name, and how old are you?" "My name is Okada Takashiko, I'm nineteen years old, and I'm a first-year student at Michi University," the girl said. Suzuki was both surprised and delighted; the other party was actually a female university student—a truly rare opportunity. "Where do you live, and what do your parents do?" Suzuki asked. "Are you going to tell my parents?" "Gao Shizi cried out in desperation, 'Sir, please don't! My parents are both university professors. If they find out, they…' Suzuki was even more puzzled. It turned out that the other man's parents were very influential people. However, on the other hand, he felt even more smug, because the less the other man dared to reveal his identity, the more recklessly he could act. 'Whether I tell your parents or not is another matter. You have to tell me your name first, understand?' Suzuki said. Gao Shizi reluctantly gave his address and his parents' names. Both of them were university professors. Suzuki looked at Gao Shizi and asked, 'Alright, why did you do this?' 'Sir…' Gao Shizi cried, saying, 'Actually, I didn't intend to steal. I just made a bet with my classmates, and they said I wouldn't dare do such a thing. I was just being playful and did it. Now, I deeply regret it. I'm willing to pay everything, even double or triple the amount, just please let me go. I promise I won't do it again.'" "If you were just being playful, why didn't you steal some small trinkets instead of bras?" Suzuki asked. The girl's face flushed red. She said, "A classmate told me that the bra section is the least noticed and easiest to steal from, so I..." Suzuki deliberately remained silent, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the room was deathly still. "Alright, stand up," Suzuki said. The girl stood up as instructed. She was tall and slender, about five feet four inches, and very well-developed. Although she was wearing a loose t-shirt, it was clear that she had a very good figure. She was wearing jeans. Her eyes showed a pleading look, and she looked at Suzuki anxiously. "Usually, we have two ways of dealing with high-rollers," Suzuki said. "One: call the police. The police will naturally prosecute the thief. Have you seen those news articles on the wall?" "The walls of this 'VIP room' are covered with news articles, all about people who bought high-priced goods and were sentenced to prison." "No, no," Gao Shizi said. Suzuki smiled smugly and said, "There's another method we use to deal with underage boys and girls: notify their parents, and they'll be responsible for compensation and discipline." "No, no…" Gao Shizi said tremulously. Clearly, she was also terrified of this method. "Hmm, how old did you say you were this year?" Suzuki asked deliberately. "I'm nineteen," Gao Shizi said. "So, you're not a minor, then we can only use the first method," Suzuki said."Sir, please!" Gao Shizi pleaded, kneeling on the ground, tears welling in her eyes. Suzuki, secretly pleased, said, "Get up. Things aren't impossible to discuss." The girl was overjoyed to hear this. She stood up and said, "Sir, if you forgive me, I'll do anything." Suzuki said slowly, "Then it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate." Gao Shizi said, "I'm willing to cooperate." Suzuki looked at Gao Shizi and suddenly asked, "Do you really like these bras?" Hearing this question, Gao Shizi's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, and said, "I just grabbed them randomly." Suzuki picked up the three bras; two were pink and semi-transparent, and the other was black with lace—all very sexy. "Have you ever worn bras like these before?" Suzuki asked. "No," Gao Shizi whispered. "By the way, you're a university student. It's not appropriate for you to wear such a fleshy bra at school," Suzuki said, fiddling with the three bras. He looked at the sizes; all three were 35 inches. "Are your breasts 35 inches?" Suzuki asked. Takashiko hesitated slightly, then said, "I wear this size." As she spoke, her face flushed red, her shyness only making Suzuki more amused. "From the outside, your breasts don't seem that big," Suzuki said. "Which bra are you wearing now? Show me." Takashiko looked at Suzuki in great surprise and said, "No, sir, please don't." Suzuki said slowly, "I was going to help you, but since that's the case, I'll have to call the police." As he spoke, he picked up the phone. Takashiko's face showed great alarm again. She said, "Please don't do this." She paused, then said, "I'm just wearing a very ordinary bra, nothing fancy." "Really ordinary? People say college girls like to wear front-closure bras, is that right?" Suzuki asked, his gaze fixed intently on Gao Shizi's chest. Gao Shizi lowered her head, saying nothing. Suzuki walked over to her and said, "So? Let me see, and I'll let you go." "Really? You'll just let me see and that's it?" Gao Shizi said, seemingly having made up her mind. "Of course, I just want to see," Suzuki said with a smug smile. Gao Shizi gritted her teeth and pulled up her t-shirt, revealing her snow-white breasts. She was indeed wearing only a very ordinary bra. It was a cheap one, and quite old, clearly used for a long time. The bra part was quite large, completely covering her breasts. However, even from the outside, it was clear that it was enormous, thirty-five inches, which was likely accurate. Suzuki's gaze was completely captivated, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. Gao Shizi's face was flushed red, as if she had a fever. She stood there motionless, like a statue, yet her posture was natural and alluring. Suzuki swallowed hard and said, "So you use such an old-fashioned thing." His mind was racing. In the past, he had teased some female high school girls in this way. But, he usually stopped there and let them leave. That was because he himself knew very well that if he went too far, the company might be affected, and his uncles wouldn't let him off the hook. Besides, in the past, he had only used this method to tease others out of revenge, to try to demonstrate his power. He had plenty of money, and if he wanted to play with women, he could have any beautiful woman he wanted. In fact, many beautiful female employees in the company had thrown themselves at him; why should he take such a risk? However, facing the beautiful Gao Shizi today, he felt an indescribable possessiveness; he actually wanted to possess her. That was perfectly normal. In the past, many of the high-ranking officials were students, but he had never encountered a university student. Moreover, Gao Shizi's body was so voluptuous, her large breasts swaying, and she was so beautiful. Furthermore, her shy expression was also alluring. In fact, some of the female high-ranking officials he had captured in the past had good figures and beautiful faces, but most of them were habitual criminals; some were professional women, even actively hinting to Suzuki that they could engage in sexual transactions. That frightened Suzuki; he wasn't someone who didn't know his limits, and of course he understood the consequences of reckless behavior. But facing Gao Shizi, he wanted to take the risk. Seeing that Suzuki didn't speak, Gao Shizi asked loudly, "Can I leave now?" Startled by her words, Suzuki immediately said with a stern face, "It's not that easy." "You, you..." Gao Shizi tried to argue, "Didn't you just say you'd let me leave if I just looked?" "Do you think I really wanted to see your bra size?" Suzuki said. "I wanted to see if you were wearing any other bras, understand?" "Now that you've seen it, you should let me leave," Gao Shizi said. "Hmph, I can't see clearly," Suzuki said. "First of all, I doubt if your breasts are that big. And this bra is so sealed; couldn't you wear other bras inside and then put this one on top? You people from Gaoshi are all cunning." "I didn't even go into the fitting room! How could I!" Gao Shizi argued, his face flushed. "That's what you said. How do I know if you actually went into the fitting room?" Suzuki said. "Then, what do you want!" Gao Shizi said. "Two options: one, you take off your bra so I can see clearly; the other, I'll call the police," Suzuki said. Gao Shizi started crying again, saying, "You, you're bullying me!" "Miss, please don't talk nonsense," Suzuki said. "First of all, no one asked you to come here to steal. Secondly, I didn't force you to take it off; it was all your own choice." "Then—" Gao Shizi didn't know how to answer for a moment. She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you call a female employee in, and I'll let her check." "No, I don't trust our female employees either. Or, a compromise would be to have a policewoman search; policewomen are more reliable, okay?" Suzuki said. "You, you…" Gao Shizi knew Suzuki was threatening her, but she couldn't think of any other solution. "How is it?" Suzuki urged. Gao Shizi stood there, flustered, unsure how to answer. Suzuki smiled and said, "If you don't object, I'll unbutton it and check it for you." He paused, then said, "Actually, it's a very common thing. Don't you often have your doctor check you?" As he spoke, he walked to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi remained standing there, silent. Suzuki knew she had given in, and his courage grew. He walked behind Gao Shizi and unhooked her bra. Gao Shizi tried to hold the bra tight, but Suzuki subtly touched her waist, causing her to pull away and the bra to fall down. Suzuki's eyes widened. Gao Shizi immediately covered her chest with her hands, but most of her full, tender flesh was still exposed. Those two mounds of flesh, like two plump peaches, appeared even fuller because Gao Shizi covered her chest with her hands. Suzuki felt a surge of desire. This half-concealed, half-revealed posture was most alluring. He longed to know what lay beneath Gao Shizi's hands. Gao Shizi said, "Now, can I leave? You can prove I didn't take anything else." "No, there's more. Your pants aren't off yet. People who steal bras usually steal underwear too," Suzuki said. "You're shameless," Gao Shizi said through gritted teeth. Suzuki, however, pressed his advantage. He walked to Gao Shizi's side and began to unbutton and unzip her jeans."No, no!" Gao Shizi loosened her grip and forcefully pulled at her pants. Her breasts, exposed from her efforts to pull down her pants, were fully revealed. She had two large, round areolas with a pale pink hue, and at the tips of those areolas were two slightly protruding nipples. Suzuki stared, mesmerized. He had seen many women's breasts, but in terms of beauty, Gao Shizi's were the most captivating. Gao Shizi, startled by Suzuki's intense gaze on her chest, instinctively covered her breasts with her hands. Seeing his chance, Suzuki pulled hard, tearing off Gao Shizi's narrow jeans, along with her underwear. Gao Shizi cried out again, her hands reaching down to cover her private parts. But while she could cover her upper body, she couldn't cover her lower body. The embarrassing situation was truly indescribable. Suzuki, as if possessed, pulled Gao Shizi into his arms, his hands groping her body. Her skin was so smooth and silky. Gao Shizi struggled, pushing Suzuki away forcefully, saying, "If you do anything else, I'll scream for help!" Suzuki was startled. He released her, and Gao Shizi struggled to the sofa. She even prepared to pull her pants up again. "Fine, you can go now. But I won't give you that videotape," Suzuki said. "Videotape? What videotape?" Gao Shizi asked. "Look, it's here," Suzuki said, pointing to a videotape on the table. Gao Shizi froze. She didn't understand what Suzuki meant. Suzuki turned on the VCR, put the videotape in, and Gao Shizi's entire theft was immediately revealed. Gao Shizi's face turned pale, and she stood there blankly, at a loss. Her entire body was now exposed to Suzuki without any cover. Suzuki was simply overwhelmed by the sight. Gao Shizi stood there like a statue. Her breasts were beautiful, but the triangle beneath her flat buttocks was even more alluring. There, a thin layer of pubic hair softly covered that mysterious part. Her thighs were long and slender, with well-proportioned muscles; everything about her was so perfect. Gao Shizi stared at the videotape, then slumped onto the sofa and buried her face in her hands, weeping. Suzuki sat down beside her, embraced her, and said, "If you behave, I'll give you the videotape in a little while." Gao Shizi didn't speak, still crying. A surge of emotion welled up in Suzuki's heart. Facing this tearful girl, he felt a sense of superiority; she was now under his control, and he could do whatever he wanted with her. His hands began to roam over Gao Shizi's smooth body, and soon grasped her two firm breasts. Gao Shizi's body twisted slightly. She tried to struggle, but finally stopped, letting Suzuki do as he pleased. Suzuki gently pushed her down onto the sofa, then stood up and locked all the doors. Then, he pressed the intercom and said, "No one is allowed to come in without my permission." He returned to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi lay on the sofa, her eyes tightly closed. Suzuki took off all his clothes and sat down beside Gao Shizi. "The newspaper says that you female college students love to play sex games and hold naked parties on campus, is that true?" Suzuki asked, while wantonly kneading Gao Shizi's breasts with his hands. Gao Shizi shook her head but didn't say anything more. Suzuki took Gao Shizi's hand and placed it on his penis. Gao Shizi cried out "Ah!" and immediately withdrew her hand, her face turning bright red. Suzuki said, "Don't tell me you've never touched a man's thing before." Gao Shizi didn't utter a sound; she simply let Suzuki greedily caress her body. Suzuki placed Gao Shizi's hand on his penis again and said, "Carefully caress me." Tears welled up in Gao Shizi's eyes again. However, this time she dared not pull her hand away, silently caressing Suzuki's ugly male organ. Suzuki's hand began to move downwards, across the grass, and further down. His hand touched Gao Shizi's vulva and found it wet. Gao Shizi, her eyes tightly closed, let him do as he pleased. Although her heart was constantly resisting, physiologically she couldn't resist Suzuki's stimulation. Although Suzuki was very excited, he was, after all, a master of seduction. To be honest, he had a wealth of experience with women and knew exactly how to arouse their desire. His mouth began to move downwards, first sucking on the two protruding nipples. Gao Shizi's body twisted slightly, and she let out a soft moan, then kept making humming and groaning sounds: "Ah...oh...uh...ah...oh..." Suzuki's hand felt the love juice flowing out from the crevice. His mouth continued to move downwards, reaching the gushing spring. He had a fetish for kissing that wet spot. He knew the trick well, specifically stimulating the other person's sensitive areas. Gao Shizi's body began to twist violently, and she cried out: "No, don't." But her hands couldn't help but move over Suzuki's body, starting to caress him incessantly. Suzuki sat on the sofa, pulled Gao Shizi to his side, and said: "Come, you serve me too." Gao Shizi looked terrified and said: "No, don't do this." "Have you forgotten the videotape?" Suzuki said harshly. Gao Shizi became an obedient lamb, no longer daring to resist. She clumsily began to touch Suzuki's penis with her mouth. She clearly didn't know how to do it correctly. "Gently, mmm... ah... good... so comfortable... mmm... ah..." Suzuki instructed, occasionally letting out low moans. Gao Shizi slowly grasped the technique. Although she was extremely unwilling, she had absolutely no room for negotiation. Suzuki felt it was an immense pleasure. Many women had performed the same service for him in the past, but those women were experienced; none could compare to this young girl. Suzuki could no longer restrain himself. He pushed Gao Shizi down onto the sofa again, spreading her thighs apart and beginning his assault. Gao Shizi cried out, her face contorted in pain, tears welling in her eyes. Suzuki felt that the passage was so narrow, almost impossible to pass through. However, after a few thrusts, Gao Shizi began to accept his fierce attacks. Suzuki's movements became increasingly intense, and Gao Shizi's initial expression of pain gradually disappeared, replaced by pleasurable moans. Her reaction excited Suzuki even more, and his movements became faster and faster. Finally, amidst Gao Shizi's series of gasps, he reached his climax. Everything returned to calm, and Suzuki slumped onto the sofa. He noticed a tiny red dot on the ground. It turned out this was Gao Shizi's first time, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He handed Gao Shizi some tissues and hurriedly put his clothes back on. Then he took out the videotape and the three bras, put them in a paper bag, handed it to Gao Shizi, and said, "Okay, you can leave now." Gao Shizi didn't say anything, but simply put her clothes back on, took the paper bag, took out the three bras, and threw them on the table. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her face showed a venomous expression. She said to Suzuki, "Thank you for giving me such an eternal memory today. One day, I will give you an eternal memory in return." Suzuki's face showed a hint of shame, and the venomous look in Gao Shizi's eyes sent a chill down his spine. He dared not say anything more, simply letting her leave. Suzuki continued to rule his kingdom, and with even greater ruthlessness. He felt only a moment of shame regarding Gao Shizi, then his feelings quickly faded. Moreover, having learned from Gao Shizi's experience, he became even more cunning. He would take advantage of any woman with even a little bit of beauty. Using this method, he had already slept with countless women. What pleased him most was that none of his victims dared to report it to the police afterward. The fact that nothing happened only emboldened him further. One day, as he sat in his office, the security manager walked in again. "General Manager, you have another one to your liking today," the security manager said. He was aware of some of Suzuki's actions, and he knew he had a particular interest in beautiful women. As usual, he first checked the videotape. In it appeared a beautiful woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. In the video, she was also stealing a bra. (Women all like stealing bras,) Suzuki thought. He was overjoyed. Today, he could finally let loose again. He went into the VIP room. The woman was already seated. There was also a man repairing something. "What do you do?" Suzuki asked the man. "I'm in charge of the security system. There's a minor problem today, so I'm fixing it," the man said. "Is it done?" Suzuki asked."It'll be ready soon," the man said. He stood up, glanced at Suzuki and the woman, and said, "Sorry to bother you," before leaving the VIP room. Suzuki locked all the locks, hung up the phone; the room was now soundproofed, making it feel like a completely different world inside. He sat back down and carefully observed the woman. She seemed a little nervous, but her appearance deeply attracted Suzuki. She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with long, beautiful hair and large, round eyes, but what was most captivating was her chest. She wore a narrow t-shirt, and her breasts seemed about to burst out. She exuded a mature charm and allure. Suzuki scrutinized the woman; she wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but she possessed a unique allure. "What's your name?" Suzuki asked. "My name is Yoshiko Ohno," the woman replied. Suzuki glanced at the table; on it lay a bra and a pair of underwear. "You stole these, didn't you?""He asked. 'I, I…' Yoshiko stammered for a moment, then said, 'I just forgot to pay.' 'Oh, forgot to pay.' Suzuki smiled and said, 'Then, I'll call the police, and they can collect the money from you.' 'No, no!' Yoshiko said in a panic. 'Oh, okay, tell me, what is your profession?' Suzuki asked. In fact, knowing the other person's profession is very important. Some professional women are not afraid of intimidation, but can be obtained through bribery. 'I'm a singer, but not famous yet.' Yoshiko said, 'However, recently a company has approached me to sign a contract, so please, please don't call the police.' 'Didn't you say you just forgot to pay? In that case, you can explain to the police.' Suzuki said. 'Okay, don't be so aggressive. I admit everything, what do you want?' Yoshiko said." "Okay, that's straightforward. I like straightforward people the most." Suzuki said, "So, what do you think?" "What are you asking for?" the woman said, "I think this isn't the first time you've encountered something like this. You must have your own methods, right?" "What a clever girl." Suzuki said, "I've heard that singers like you sleep with men very easily." Yoshiko said, "From what you're saying, I think you're interested in asking me to sleep with you." Suzuki chuckled twice, thinking to himself, "This woman is really something." "Is this the first time you've asked women who have stolen things to do this?" Yoshiko asked, "I think definitely not. Can you tell me how many times this has happened?" "Why do you ask?" Suzuki said with a grin. "Didn't you say I'm a straightforward person? I think you're just as straightforward." Yoshiko said. "Anyway, you're not the first." Suzuki said with a smile. Interacting with a woman like this has a unique flavor. "Isn't this an abuse of power?" Yoshiko asked aggressively. Suzuki found it somewhat ridiculous. Now, it seemed he was the one being interrogated, while Yoshiko was the interrogator. "How should I answer you?" Suzuki said with a smile, "Do you think it is?" "Of course it is." Yoshiko said, "Usually, do women agree to your requests?" "If they don't, then they'll go see the police and let them handle it." Suzuki said, "So, I don't think I'm abusing my power; I'm just giving them another option. Actually, for women, doing that with men is also a kind of enjoyment." "That depends on the opponent." Yoshiko said, "If it's a useless guy, it's torture." "Want to try?" Suzuki said. "Do I have any other choice?" Yoshiko said. “No,” Suzuki said, “unless you’re willing to see the police and let them handle it.” “Alright, stop talking about the police.” Yoshiko said, “Where is our battlefield? Right here?” “Yes.” Suzuki said, “I’ve added a lot of equipment here. Look, that sofa can turn into a bed, and the other room is a small bathroom.” “You’ve thought of everything very thoroughly.” Yoshiko said. She began to take off the t-shirt that was tightly wrapped around her body. Suzuki felt a sudden light in front of him; Yoshiko was only wearing a very revealing bra underneath, and her two very full breasts were already half exposed. Those two mounds of flesh were really very full and looked very elastic. Yoshiko unhooked the bra, and her two breasts bounced forward. The two breasts were like bells, with two round and large areolas at the front, and then two small brown grapes. Suzuki swallowed hard, his mouth watering at the sight. It was incredibly alluring. Yoshiko smiled slightly and pulled down her jeans, revealing a thin pair of briefs underneath, and a patch of black skin in the crotch area. Suzuki felt his penis instantly harden. Yoshiko walked to his side and said, "So, do you appreciate my body?" Suzuki replied, "You have such an alluring body." "Then what are you waiting for? This is your prey," Yoshiko said. Suzuki felt his hands trembling. He reached out and suddenly pressed his hand against Yoshiko's breasts. Yoshiko recoiled and said, "To be honest, I think you're shameless." "Why do you say that?" Suzuki laughed. "Using such methods to coerce a woman, isn't that shameless?" Yoshiko said. "I am shameless, but only if you're willing," Suzuki laughed. Yoshiko smiled slightly, removing her last barrier. Suzuki felt his hands trembling; Yoshiko's figure was indeed superb. He couldn't wait, stripping off all his clothes and pouncing on her. Yoshiko said, "Don't be so hasty, lie down on the sofa, I'll serve you now." Suzuki complied, lying down on the sofa. Yoshiko moved to his side and began a passionate kiss. Then, Yoshiko's lips moved downwards, reaching Suzuki's most sensitive spot. She was truly an expert; her tongue moved constantly, giving Suzuki a strong and stimulating sensation, his nerves seemingly taut. Yoshiko before him was different from any woman he had encountered before. Previously, he had used coercion and enticement, taking the initiative in everything; but Yoshiko before him took the initiative, giving him a completely different experience. His most sensitive spot was now entering and exiting Yoshiko's cherry-like lips. Suzuki couldn't help but let out a long groan, his hands moving incessantly over Yoshiko's smooth body. Yoshiko sat on Suzuki, guiding him into penetration. Suzuki felt that her private area was incredibly wet and burning hot. Yoshiko became a rider, galloping across Suzuki's body. Her body moved up and down violently, and her two firm breasts bounced up and down as well. Suzuki couldn't resist grasping those breasts and kneading them forcefully. "Ah...oh...good...ah...so stimulating...ah...ah...oh!" Yoshiko also began to moan. These sounds intensified Suzuki's sensations. Yoshiko's movements became even more intense; she thrust twice suddenly, and Suzuki felt himself completely out of control, reaching his final climax. Everything returned to calm. Yoshiko stood up and said, "You lie down and rest for a while; I'll go clean up first." Suzuki nodded. This time, he was indeed very tired, because everything about Yoshiko was so full of energy and strength. Ten minutes later, Yoshiko came out of the small bathroom, already dressed again. A strange smile played on her lips. She said to Suzuki, "Aren't you going to clean up?" "Don't go yet, wait for me here," Suzuki said, hurrying into the bathroom. When he finished washing up and came out, he saw Yoshiko sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, waiting patiently. "Yoshiko, today was truly unforgettable," Suzuki said to her. "You've satisfied your lust. Now give me back that videotape and let me go," Yoshiko said. Suzuki handed the videotape to Yoshiko, who put it in her handbag. "Yoshiko, can we meet again sometime?" Suzuki asked. "Are you interested in me?" Yoshiko took a drag of her cigarette and said, "Sure, but if you want to find me, find Okada Takashiko first." "Okada Takashiko!" Suzuki was very surprised. Who was that? "The girl you first took advantage of," Yoshiko said. Suzuki immediately remembered her; he remembered that venomous look—his heart skipped a beat. He asked, "What's your relationship with her?" "I was hired by her," Yoshiko said. "Everything that just happened has been recorded. Tomorrow, it will be sent to all the major newspapers, and then you'll become a celebrity." "What?" Suzuki felt sweat beading on his forehead. That repairman from earlier, so… "Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I have AIDS. Takashiko said she wanted to give you an unforgettable memory," Yoshiko said. Suzuki felt weak all over and collapsed onto the sofa.

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