The Demonic Eclipse of Sengoku Miho

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Midnight
.
The atmosphere in the study was unusually heavy. Nikaido lay languidly on a leather recliner, with his handsome and strong personal attendant, Aota Toru, standing beside him as usual. At the other end of the spacious room sat a beautiful woman:
Sengoku Miho.
A prosecutor at the Tokyo Metropolitan Public Prosecutors Office.
By the standards of a prosecutor's experience, Sengoku Miho was quite young. A graduate of a prestigious university, she not only excelled academically but also achieved remarkable results in the bar exam, almost deserving the description of a rising star in the legal profession.
Besides her outstanding performance, Miho was also remarkable for another aspect:
her flawless features formed a stunningly beautiful face, and her eyes sparkled with a dazzling light, making them appear clever and intelligent. Her full, cherry-red lips naturally curled up, and even when she spoke eloquently, she still exuded a touch of girlish sweetness. Sometimes, her slightly exposed white teeth were even more dazzling.
Her perfectly proportioned figure rivaled her beautiful face; her legs were strikingly long. While her attire wasn't overly sexy or fashionable, she often wore short skirts to showcase her enviable legs. Born into a wealthy family, Miho possessed a refined air; besides the shrewdness and competence often associated with prosecutors, she naturally exuded nobility and elegance.
However, these descriptions seemed somewhat inappropriate for the current Miho Sengoku…
“Ms. Sengoku, how is it? Have you thought it through?”
The elite prosecutor's face was pale, her usual sharpness gone, and she appeared lost in thought.
Half a month ago, Miho participated in the prosecution of a politician for corruption and bribery, successfully securing a sentence. Many unscrupulous companies that profited illegally were also brought to justice. However, Nikaido Mitsunori, the most deeply involved and highest-profiting company, escaped punishment and remained unscathed.
"This guy is too smart; he can't be swayed overnight. We have to proceed slowly. Even so, this is already an unprecedented victory." The white-haired chief smiled and said, "Miho, you've worked hard."
For the young and impetuous Miho, praise and advice from her superior were completely irrelevant. Her near-obsessive pursuit of perfection made her intolerant of any blemish on her record.
Thus, Miho threw herself into the investigation.
Just as she had gathered all the clues and evidence, preparing to send the treacherous Nikaido to prison, the situation took an unexpected and astonishing turn in an instant…
The secret witness suddenly changed his story and denied his previous testimony, and even the evidence stored at the police station vanished into thin air; in his magnificent study, Nikaido displayed unbelievable documents, all containing information unfavorable to the prosecution and even the police, involving complex matters including her respected chief of staff, colleagues, and…
“It seems that Ms. Sengoku’s fiancé is also involved…” Nikaido said calmly, casually filing his nails, “What a pity for such a promising young man.”
Miho lowered her head, remaining silent…
"Remember, our goal is to maintain social order and combat crime. Any extraordinary 'means' are necessary under this premise..." the chief said earnestly. "The law is not only for obeying, but also for using!"
His earnest teachings still echoed in her ears, but due to a moment of impetuousness, she recklessly stepped into the trap that Nikaido had prepared. The thought of the disappointed expressions on the faces of her cherished companions caused her pain far outweighed the blow she had suffered. From initial anger to a sense of powerlessness, Miho now felt like a rudderless sail adrift on a boundless ocean, completely lost.
"Including seven charges such as illegal evidence collection, and maybe defamation, or something like false accusation, I'm not good at the law, you'll have to ask our beautiful prosecutor, hehehe."
Perhaps because everything had always gone smoothly, Miho couldn't imagine the scene of failure. The ever-approaching sense of loss seemed like it would suddenly disappear the moment she closed her eyes, but when her bright starry eyes opened again, Nikaido's terrifying face was undeniably real.
Nikaido gazed at the beautiful prosecutor, a cruel smile slowly spreading across his lips. Miho's face, flushed crimson, was pressed tightly to her lower lip; she breathed heavily, the air thick with a suffocating tension…
The merciless night had just begun to fall…
midnight.
In this desolate, uninhabited region, undisturbed, one could indulge in the pleasure of a wild rape. Akagi Hiroyuki's emotions began to boil at the thought of the beautiful woman's contorted face and agonizing cries… A
half-naked housewife ran frantically, her torn dress revealing alluring parts of her body. Suddenly, she was attacked from behind by a beast-like man. Despite her desperate escape, almost completely exhausted, she couldn't shake off the villain behind her, the terrifying feeling of a rabid cat toying with a weak mouse. Yet, thinking of the tragic fate that might await her, she couldn't help but take another step…
The man's footsteps grew closer, her rapidly beating heart threatening to burst from her full breasts. Suddenly, as if the gods had heard her prayers, a glimmer of light appeared in the dim light ahead!
"Help me!"
Although the figure in the distance was blurry, the conspicuous police uniforms were vaguely visible under the streetlights. Her tense emotions instantly relaxed, and tears streamed down her beautiful face.
"Don't be afraid, what happened?" The policewoman calmly asked, supporting the young woman who was almost kneeling.
"...Someone...is...wanting...bad people...to...help...my...life..."
The beautiful young woman's hysterical cries were incoherent, even troubling the policewoman. But she immediately noticed the figure following her. While calming the woman's agitated emotions, she remained vigilant.
Under the policewoman's cover, the beautiful woman fled without looking back from the execution ground that had terrified her...
Akagi slowed down, striding across the muddy ground. The figure receded into the distance, but the delicious food she had almost eaten was nowhere to be seen. Unexpectedly, he didn't give chase. His expression showed no regret for the escaped prey; instead, a strange smile appeared on his face…
A police cap concealed her short, neat chestnut hair. Beneath a bright royal blue jacket, a light blue uniform encased her full, ripe breasts. A crisp red tie, neatly trimmed, symbolized discipline and order. The gleaming police badge shone even in the darkness. Her royal blue skirt, slightly lower than expected, perhaps for ease of movement, clung to her rounded, pert buttocks.
Contrary to the typical rugged image of a policewoman, this officer's beauty was enough to make anyone stop in their tracks. Not the fragile beauty of a doll, but bright, piercing eyes, a high, straight nose signifying a strong personality, particularly full lips exuding sensuality, and skin tanned healthy from work. Her well-exercised waist and hips radiated an enviable elasticity.
Chigoro Miho.
Police officer at T Police Station.
"It's all a misunderstanding. I just wanted to help that woman." With his hands raised and a completely innocent face, Akagi slowly approached Miho, smiling. "I didn't expect her to seem to have suffered some kind of shock, screaming like that..."
In the dim, lonely light, Miho could finally see the man's face clearly. Ugliness wasn't enough to describe the man's distorted features and lewd expression; the eeriness emanating from his very bones was unbearable.
"Turn around! Spread your legs!"
Miho swiftly began searching him.
Upon closer contact, the man's nauseating breathing and peculiar body odor made her feel vomit. Even when facing more vicious criminals, she had never felt such a chilling revulsion. Only his cooperative attitude slightly relaxed Miho.
"Hehe, Officer's little hands feel so good to touch."
Miho remained silent, continuing to caress Akagi. His short stature was unexpectedly muscular, especially his lower body and waist, which seemed to have been trained, with particularly solid muscles full of power.
"I don't think I've checked my lower body yet, have I?"
Akagi grinned lewdly, his crotch already visibly bulging...
the shape of the bulge was quite astonishing, even making Miho's pretty face blush. Although she wanted to sternly reprimand him for his rudeness, when her eyes met his ugly face, she suddenly had a strange feeling of not knowing how to speak. Hidden beneath the man's lewd expression, a sharp glint flashed coldly in his eyes, and his clear black and white pupils appeared incredibly deep, as if the one being searched wasn't a suspicious suspect, but himself…
The result of the thorough search: no weapon was found.
"Bring me that briefcase!" Miho ignored the vulgar insults and calmly said, "Name? What were you doing around here?"
Akagi chuckled, picked up the dusty briefcase, and suddenly hurled it at the policewoman.
Miho caught the heavy briefcase with both hands, but the force of the impact jolted her. Akagi nimbly moved in front of the policewoman, tightening his grip on Miho's neck.
"Hehe… Akagi… Akagi Hiroyuki, just now… raped… hehehehe…"
The powerful force tightened around her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe. Miho's face flushed crimson, and just as her consciousness began to fade, the massive claws suddenly released their grip.
However, the beautiful policewoman had also lost consciousness…
“Ms. Sengoku, don’t you know the etiquette of asking for favors?” Nikaido said coldly. “Aota, show her out!”
Miho felt all the blood rush to her face and whispered, “Excuse me, please… teach… me.”
“What a nuisance.” Nikaido said nonchalantly, “Take off all your clothes first! Nudity best expresses a person’s pure and innocent heart.”
Although she hadn’t been unprepared for such a request, Nikaido’s direct and undisguised vulgar language still startled Miho.
“Hurry up, don’t waste time!”
Untying her long hair, which cascaded like a magnificent black waterfall, Miho quietly removed her cumbersome glasses.
She was only nearsighted by a hundred degrees, and the reason she wore glasses was simply to appear more composed in court. Sure enough, after removing the clunky glasses, she looked even more aloof and elegant, like a model.
Her soft lower lip was almost bleeding. In the silence, the cold black suit had been quietly lifted, revealing an unexpectedly substantial bulge beneath the white embroidered shirt, with the lines and shadows of her daring black lingerie faintly visible.
"Don't be shy, keep taking it off."
Her fair breasts swayed like delicate cheese, forming an alluring cleavage. With her brows furrowed, Miho's delicate hands avoided her remaining bra and moved to her lower body. The tight black fishnet stockings slowly slipped down, the dazzling white thighs contrasting sharply with the sinful black, creating a particularly stimulating effect.
As the black skirt left her jade-like body, leaving only her intimate lingerie, her perfect body naturally shrank back, and Miho's movements gradually slowed and stiffened.
However, Nikaido, who had seemed impatient just moments before, suddenly became calm...
Originally, he had only intended to humiliate the beautiful, proud female prosecutor with a vengeful mindset, but the alluring beauty of her body unexpectedly aroused a strong lust in him. Thus, the thought of slowly humiliating her beautiful flesh took hold, and the lust that burned within him intensified, causing Nikaido to calm down completely.
"Add some more sexy moves, Miho, haven't you ever seen a striptease?"
Clumsily twisting her slender waist, she slowly pulled down her revealing sexy panties, her raised legs so straight and graceful, yet the movements were so vulgar. Unaware that her pathetic appearance would drive a man mad, Miho felt as if her hands and feet were bound with heavy lead weights.
"Lift your ass up! Twist it properly!"
Her almost completely naked body swayed gently, not like a vulgar striptease, but rather like an avant-garde dance full of artistic flair. However, because of the female dancer, probably no one would pay attention to the content of the dance; instead, her full breasts, alluring buttocks, and sexy legs became the focus of attention.
Finally, Miho became a smooth, docile sheep…
One hand covered her two overflowing breasts, the other covered her bulging valley, her flawless skin so delicate it seemed one could break it, a blush rising from her snow-white skin. Miho squeezed her legs together, sitting upright with perfect posture.
“Is this alright?”
“Hehe, I didn’t expect the female prosecutor to have such a voluptuous body.” Examining the naked female body from various angles, Nikaido nodded reluctantly and said, “That’s more like it.”
“Please forgive my rudeness, Mr. Nikaido…” Miho was full of grievances, tears welling in her eyes, her voice trembling involuntarily as she spoke softly.
“Hmm, besides basic politeness, there should also be a substantial apology, right?” Nikaido’s thin hand stroked Miho’s fair thighs, slowly lifting the heavy, soft mounds of flesh along the lower edge of her breasts.
“Yes… yes…”
She slowly stood up, offering her proud body for Nikaido to admire. Her high, full buttocks exuded an elegant charm, fully revealing her rounded cleft. The lush pubic hair, previously concealed, was now completely exposed, its delicate fan-shaped shape neatly trimmed.
"Don't cover it up..."
"Ugh!" Letting out an annoying moan, Miho's outstretched hands, unsure where to go, were spread wide
open , her white flesh swaying back and forth. Her delicate, girlish pink nipples were exposed to the man's lewd gaze, and the rich valley of her triangle shimmered with a sticky sheen.
"What a beautiful body, so beautiful!" Nikaido stroked the unexpectedly swollen curves, gently kneading the shy nipples, while his other hand pinched the juicy buttocks, praising passionately, "Let me see Miho's most beautiful part!" "
I hope that Master Nikaido can forgive our previous rudeness and give us a chance to apologize. Sengoku Miho sincerely expresses her apology with her naked body."
Each word was spoken against her will, blood seeping from her full lower lip. She felt her heart bleeding at the same time, and disgusted yet strange sensations kept coming from various parts of her body.
Closing her eyes, Miho forcefully spread her legs...
Her hands were handcuffed behind her back with strong handcuffs, completely unable to move. When she tried to move or twist even slightly, her wrists immediately felt like they were about to break.
Only now did Miho realize how painful it was to be handcuffed…
“Let me go!”
“Hehehe, you searched me just now, and it felt really good. Now it’s my turn to serve the officer.”
Rough hands climbed onto her innocent body, greedily caressing her sensitive areas. As a policewoman, Miho understood the psychology of sex offenders very well. A woman’s pleas for mercy would only stimulate a man’s sadistic ferocity. The only way was to remain rational and patient, waiting for an opportunity to arise.
"While it might not feel as professional as a police officer's, it must feel pretty good."
Stroking her firm, elastic breasts through the thin uniform, the throbbing sensation of her strong waist and hips was incredibly pleasurable. Akagi turned Misaki around and slowly lifted the policewoman's sacred skirt.
Her clumsy hands tried to cover the boundless beauty, revealing a pale yellow thong nestled between her full buttocks, its shape alluring with her movements. The cloying fragrance was intoxicating, and her round, full, tanned valley made one want to bite it immediately.
"Hehe, I didn't expect a policewoman to wear such sexy panties. But I still prefer you with your bare bottom."
Her round buttocks trembled slightly at the touch of the cold air. Although the simple design offered little in terms of coverage, even the composed policewoman felt a surge of fear when the last barrier was stripped away by the man.
"Someone will call the police soon, you'd better let me go right now."
Even she felt a little guilty about her own threats; Miho's words were less about intimidating Akagi and more about comforting herself.
Akagi wrapped one arm around Misaki's waist, raised the other high, and roared, "Still putting on that policewoman act all high and mighty?"
*Slap~ slap~ slap* The crisp sounds had a poignant beauty in the deserted darkness. The rhythmic beat increased, Akagi's blows becoming heavier, locking onto the target area, all the strikes concentrated, and horrifying bruises began to appear on her already scarred buttocks.
Misaki clenched her lips, suppressing a groan, her almost numb buttocks twisting. Accompanying the pain was an even more unbearable sense of humiliation; silent protest was the only thing she could do now. As a police officer, being subjected to such lewd torture by evil criminals, the pain of self-reproach slowly eroded Misaki's sanity.
"If you beg for mercy, I might go a little easier."
"Don't even think about it, you despicable little man, ptooey!"
He spat the clear saliva squarely onto her ugly, flat nose, laughing as he swallowed it. He said in a lewd tone, "Looks like you're really enjoying this spanking, and don't want me to stop, huh?"
"...Shameless!"
"Hmph, let's see who's more shameless,"
he said, spreading her hot buttocks apart. A semi-transparent fluid trickled from her secret place, instinctively and honestly reacting in her shy, moist vulva. Though slightly diluted, it still smelled of arousal.
His fingers roughly dug into her tender flesh. Akagi grabbed her smooth hair, pulled up Misaki's beautiful face, and began to kiss her red lips passionately. Her clenched teeth stubbornly resisted Akagi's intrusion until he slapped Misaki hard across her smooth cheek. The strange tongue licked the mouth, teeth, and lips with abandon, their tongues intertwined, sucking the policewoman's delicious saliva and spitting the filthy saliva accumulated in their mouths into Miho's small mouth, exchanging saliva.
"Ouch!"
The scream that came from Miho, who was almost vomiting, was actually from Akagi.
Her tongue was almost bitten off...
"Slut!"
he mumbled an indistinct curse, his angry fist striking Miho's beautiful jaw with a merciless blow, causing a few drops of bright red blood to spill from the corner of her beautiful mouth, which immediately swelled up. The second punch was aimed at her lower abdomen, the burning heat making Miho feel nauseous, almost vomiting.
Akagi, with a ferocious expression, forcefully plucked a pubic hair, and Miho let out a mournful scream, as if hearing a beautiful melody, her fingers once again entwining a bunch of pubic hair, her face revealing an extremely fierce expression.
Her body was already convulsing, but the stubborn policewoman swallowed the pleas for mercy that were already on her lips…
“Hmph, this looks much better.”
Her almost bare mound of flesh was stained with specks of blood, and Miho, pale-faced, breathed weakly. At this moment, a thick, hard foreign object pressed against her vulva; its size and feel were strangely familiar.
“Although a police baton doesn’t rotate like a vibrator, its shape is more suitable for a policewoman.”
The cold baton poked and prodded, parting the bulging flesh, the tip barely penetrating before being pulled out again, alternating between deep and shallow thrusts, rubbing up and down between her thighs.
For some reason, her stimulated body was more sensitive than usual, and a pleasure that Miho hated welled up within her. Her moans carried a soft, seductive quality, no longer harsh, and her nipples beneath her uniform unconsciously hardened like beautiful rubies.
The handcuffs and the baton, once Miho’s loyal partners in subduing criminals, now, under the skillful manipulation of the lecherous man, revealed their evil and obscene side, torturing their master in return.
A gleaming dagger sliced through the policewoman's uniform, her bra, torn in two, fell to the ground, her firm breasts swaying gently. Akagi twisted one of her cute, upturned nipples, rotating it clockwise, while kneading the other side forcefully, the substantial mound of flesh changing into unbelievable shapes.
Tears streamed down her face...
The cold blade slid against her breasts, slowly cutting a bloody gash on the left side of her nipple, a horrifying trail of blood. More terrifying than the physical pain was Akagi's perverse methods; his so-called "courage," under the influence of his cruel and sadistic mind, only made her situation more miserable.
Half her body pressed against the ground, the rough gravel scraping her delicate skin, drawing blood, Miho's vision began to blur...
"Such a beautiful color! It seems like it's not often used..."
Peeling back the layers of pink petals, the fine folds were clearly exposed to the air, overflowing with sweet nectar; the blurred, decadent state was already aroused.
"Very sensitive, but this level of lewdness doesn't seem like that of a noble female prosecutor; it's more like that of a lowly bitch." Nikaido pulled a strand of sticky saliva and put it into Miho's mouth.
Stirring the hot flesh, the writhing, lewd flesh tightly clung to Nikaido's fingers, convulsing lewdly, the mucous membranes bulging to their limit, a pitiful sight that evoked pity. Nikaido pulled on the most delicate bud, and the tender flesh that emerged sprayed out a large amount of lewd nectar.
"Haha, you're just a bitch, bark a couple of times and let me hear it."
"Woof, woof, woof woof woof..."
The mature, fiery female body couldn't withstand a man's teasing; this was something Miho had long known. The sensitivity she was proud of when she was in love with her lover was now ruthlessly humiliating her. With
her dignity damaged, Miho's mind went blank. As if escaping reality, rather than thinking about the shameful meaning represented by her lewd behavior, she decided to stop thinking and completely follow the other's instructions. Despite feeling pathetic, after a series of shameful moments, her body began to move naturally in response.
"Such a lewd body, it must be hard for an ordinary man to satisfy Prosecutor Sengoku. You probably dream of having a thick, hard cock filled your wanton cunt every day, don't you?" A
foul-smelling, purplish-black mass of flesh pressed against his lips, the thick, long strip of flesh hanging limply from his mouth, looking like a giant earthworm.
"A prosecutor with such a sharp tongue must be quite skilled in oral sex."
The stench filled his nostrils, and half of the cock slid into Miho's small mouth. The noble prosecutor, who had never actually performed oral sex before, stared blankly at the man's filthy cock, bewildered and stunned.
"You can't just lick it, you have to hold it in your mouth with your tongue and suck it hard!"
Rather than clumsy technique, it was the arrogant female prosecutor's lowly and lewd appearance that excited Nikaido. Her slippery little mouth covered his glans and pressed it back and forth. The wet and sticky environment was like a woman's fleshy pot. For Nikaido, who couldn't get an erection, this was the paradise that could evoke the most memories.
A slight tingling sensation appeared around the glans penis, slowly spreading and gradually dissipating…
Nikaido's aging body used this to prove its continued value, a statement that was indeed entirely apt. Having experienced various forms of spiritual and material enjoyment—power, mansions, gourmet food, or fine wine—the only thing that still concerned him was the moment of conquering a woman's body.
"And lick my testicles, you lazy bitch!" Nikaido commanded, pinching Miho's hardened, adorable nipples.
(No, I can't take it anymore...)
The usually aloof prosecutor could no longer endure this humiliation.
"No need to force yourself..." Nikaido, seeing Miho's wavering, said coldly, "If you don't want to, Miho can leave at will. Of course, I can't guarantee what will happen to the others and Miho..."
His combination of soft and hard tactics fully demonstrated Nikaido's experience; he had mastered the contradictory and complex emotions of women, and finally, it was time to completely awaken the femininity of her body...
"If you want to stay, then lick me properly!"
The thunderous roar was unlike anything a weak old man could utter, instantly frightening the hesitant Miho, who hurriedly lowered her head to lick the dirty crevice of the glans.
The handsome man who had been huddled in the corner, hearing Nikaido's roar, also began to move. Rotating his joints, slightly loosening his stiff body, the burly member emerging from his shorts stood erect.
Gently stroking his wine-red penis, Aota coldly gazed at the submissive female slave kneeling on the ground. Compared to the model who had been tasteless a few days ago, Sengoku Miho was indeed a rare beauty…
Unfortunately, even with a noble lineage like a princess and a cold, mechanical nature, she could not resist the evil control. The demonic nature guided by instinct was not as superficial as it appeared; the deeply implanted lust was innate. The prosecutor before her was not the first sacrifice, nor would she be the last…
Aota skillfully teased the voluptuous female body, coldly ordering, “Sit on me yourself, you shameless bitch!”
The aroused lust burned fiercely, and disregarding her own position, Miho couldn’t help but feel the urge to release her pent-up desires. However, embarrassingly, she had to take the initiative…
Reluctantly straddling the man’s strong body, her inner thighs touching his hard abdominal muscles, Miho felt a surge of heat. It was enormous, the arrowhead-like glans piercing the narrow passage of flesh. Like a powerful electric current, Miho's legs immediately went numb, her body sinking down. With her full weight pressing down, the thick, massive rod plunged to its deepest point. Miho's eyes rolled back, her snow-white body trembling violently.
"Ahhh!"
Her slightly breathless mouth was stuffed full again. Nikaido's crotch was already pressed against Miho's cheek, his rod attacking from both above and below, gradually melting the beautiful prosecutor. The thick rod, swirling deep inside, filled her vagina, scraping the untouched tender flesh deep within.
(I cannot succumb to evil men. I am only doing this to protect everyone. I absolutely cannot feel comfortable with such despicable acts of depravity...)
The cry in her heart turned into a seductive moan, accompanied by a magnificent concerto of hums, wails, and sobs. Aota, the one playing the part, proudly thrust his weapon forward, erupting in a third fiery climax. Her churning body arched into a bow, almost breaking apart.
Abandoning elaborate sexual techniques, Aota went straight for the kill with terrifying force and length. His rapid, jackhammer-like thrusts seemed to be drilling into the depths of her body, wave after wave of intense, pure pleasure.
Driven by sensuality, her voluptuous waist swayed like a white snake as his thick, long penis pushed all the way to her core. Tears streaming down her face, Miho strained to sing her most rousing climax…
“My asshole is contracting…it’s so cute.”
Her adorable anus was clearly exposed under the light, expanding and contracting with Akagi’s licking. Twisting the soft protrusion, his short, almost comically thick fingers probed into her anus, the hot, elastic rectum almost crushing his fingers like a blooming rose.
“No…not there, it’s dirty…dirty…” Misaki cried out in distress.
Her legs were pressed into an M-shape, her upper and lower orifices side by side, the lewd posture like a self-inflicted display, filled with humiliation.
"It's dirty, isn't it? It's okay, let me lick it clean."
Faced with this shameful torture position, Misaki stubbornly swayed her body, her legs kicking Akagi's forehead several times as she was stimulated. But Akagi continued his lewd acts as if nothing was wrong. Slowly, the policewoman's strong legs gradually lost their strength...
"Ugh..."
"The second finger is in, and the pleasure will double!"
The lewdness of the excretory organs was beyond Misaki's comprehension. However, the organs, which should only have simple physiological functions, kept producing strange itchy and numb sensations. As if responding to the intruding foreign object, the violently contracting anus caused even stronger stimulation. The hot sensation not only resonated with her wet honey hole but also kept drilling into her stomach...
Finally, Akagi revealed his proud penis, the stinky glans slapping against Misaki's nose. Although she wanted to enjoy the policewoman's oral service, she suppressed the lewd thoughts in her heart. After all, having her penis bitten off was no joke.
Lifting Miho's right leg, his granulated penis rubbed against her thick labia, thrusting forcefully into her overflowing, wet opening. Her ugly body writhed wantonly on the policewoman, Akagi deliberately leaving her in her smart uniform, symbolically defiling Miho's sacred profession.
"Is it good to be fucked by a criminal?"
Miho frowned, enduring the humiliation of the thick penis, but the annoying moans escaping her nostrils betrayed her pure soul.
Akagi tightened his grip on Miho's slender, swan-like neck; the pain of oxygen deprivation caused her vaginal canal to contract rapidly, gripping his penis from all sides, sucking intensely—the ecstasy was indescribable. His grip tightened, he thrust wildly and relentlessly.
As Miho gradually lost consciousness, she desperately didn't want the beast to discover her growing lust…
Compared to her boyfriend's ordinary size and simple sexual techniques, Akagi's beaded penis was practically a torture device!
The erect penis teased the sensitive vaginal flesh, a sensation so intense it almost brought Misaki to tears. The emptiness within her was only slightly relieved by this extremely filthy penis.
The ironic frustration made the strong policewoman even more miserable. Concealing her desires was her last line of defense for maintaining her self-respect, but Miho's round buttocks writhed incessantly in response to the penis, her posture so obscene it could no longer be concealed.
However, oblivious to the chemical changes occurring in the policewoman's body, Akagi's excitement was no less than the pleasure his penis felt from the narrow passage.
Undoubtedly, Sengoku Miho possessed a masochistic streak…
the policewoman's trained body was strong and athletic, unlike some cheap toys that would break at the slightest touch. More importantly, her sensitive body even produced an unusual pleasure from painful torture. As for Miho's stubborn resistance, it was merely a minor interlude before her eventual surrender to the obstinate Akagi, adding to the allure.
The baton was mercilessly thrust into the still-narrow anus. Without any lubrication, the excruciating pain felt like it was tearing her body apart. The rhythmic thrusting, coupled with the reduced friction from the gushing crimson blood, made the instrument move more and more aggressively inside the anus, rotating within the rectum. The intermittent, diarrhea-like sensation of defecation continued, the thinner tip of the baton relentlessly pushing deeper, the numbing sensation spreading until even the sphincter muscles began to spasm.
"Sister, save me!"
Faced with intense humiliation and the sensual, wicked pleasure, the usually strong-willed Chigoro Miho finally broke down completely…
Looking at the policewoman crying like a baby, Akagi said fiercely, “Hehehe, if your sister comes to save you, I’ll rape her too!”
His filthy mouth sealed Miho’s constantly moaning lips again, greedily sucking. Pain and pleasure simultaneously filled three orifices. The amplified effect of the sex toys wrestling between the two ends through a thin membrane, and the fingers constantly kneading her swollen clitoris, prevented Miho from even groaning.
Ironically and perversely, the more pain Miho felt, the stronger the pleasure became. All the pleasure she had previously endured and resisted surged forth like a dam collapsing, a tidal wave of overwhelming joy instantly engulfing everything.
The beautiful prosecutor collapsed to the ground, her entire body seemingly melting, allowing the withered old hands to play with her every secret place.
"Miho seems to have a beautiful policewoman sister..." Nikaido lewdly chuckled, "It's been a long time since I've played with sister beauties."
"No, you can't do this..."
Suddenly, a low growl interrupted Miho's words...
A young girl dressed in a maid outfit entered the study, her cute face expressionless. Two round holes were crudely cut into the front of her black, tight-fitting uniform, exposing her large breasts, which didn't match her childlike face, to the air. Silver rings adorned her pink nipples.
A giant, fierce dog followed closely behind. Sakura Nana bowed respectfully.
The master nodded in satisfaction. Nana quietly walked to Miho's side and began carefully smearing rich cream on Miho's ripe, swollen vulva. Her nimble fingers parted the swollen labia, not even sparing the most sensitive clitoris, finally pouring the remaining cream onto her full breasts.
Although she didn't quite understand, Miho vaguely felt a strange sense of dread.
Finally, the bizarre ritual ended, and Nana silently left the room.
But the beast remained…
Staring at Nikaido's wicked gaze, before she could even speak, a sticky, strange sensation came from behind her. Nikaido was lying right in front of her, and Aota was even further away. A bad premonition washed over her, and Miho's face completely drained of color.
Sure enough, the hungry, giant hound was licking the cream off her body, from her swollen breasts down to her vulva…
Unable to describe whether it was fear or nausea, Miho twisted her plump buttocks, dodging the nimble tongue. The animal's slightly clumsy nature didn't seem to bother or anger at Miho's resistance; it simply stubbornly licked her wet labia.
As her strength waned, Miho's numb and aching waist could no longer move, unable to resist the giant dog's wicked assault. Especially, the growing pains and tingling sensations weren't limited to her slender waist; they also throbbed from her vulva…
Against her will, a torrent of sweet pleasure surged from deep within her body. It wasn't just the man's delicate licking with his tongue tip, but his entire thick tongue licking over a large area, as if suction cups were attached to its surface. Besides the more delicate teasing, the pulling, suction-like force directly targeted her sensitive clitoris.
"Hehe, have you been licked into heat by this beast?"
"No… no, please let me go. I won't complain no matter how you play with me, but…"
Before she could finish her plea, the mad dog had already mounted Miho's body, its forelegs powerfully encircling her waist and buttocks, its slightly thinner but harder beastly penis slowly penetrating her wet, sticky honeypot.
"No...no...no...no..." Miho mumbled, repeating words of resistance. Her consciousness teetered on the edge of madness, but the cruel reality kept pushing her deeper...
"Ooh ooh ooh, spare me, ooh ooh ooh!"
The ferocious dog, swinging back and forth, was in a state of excitement. Its engorged penis thrust in and out of her tender red vagina, and the beautiful woman, her body and mind tormented, violently shook her almost broken waist.
Seemingly dissatisfied with the insolent movements of the bitch beneath him, the dog protested by scratching its plump buttocks with sharp claws, letting out a low howl of anger, while its thrusting became even more ferocious.
"I'm going to die, help!"
In this act that could not even be called "sexual intercourse," a vile pleasure beyond reason spread throughout her body. The noble prosecutor, almost suffocating in pleasure, cried out, her perfect features contorted into a grimace. Saliva, tears, snot, and other secretions sprayed uncontrollably, mingling with the sweet nectar and the slightly leaking golden spring, gushing wildly in all directions under the pumping action of the mad beast.
The brutal bestiality roared like thunder, but the beast's stamina remained primitive. The incestuous interbreeding, carried out under the guise of reproduction, reached its end, and the giant began to release a torrential downpour of semen, a thicker, hotter fluid than any human's, pouring into her body like erupting volcanic lava.
The beast's rod gripped Miho's honeyed orifice tightly, continuing its prolonged hell of ejaculation…
She collapsed onto the filthy ground, her body covered in mud and dust, her light blue police uniform tattered and obscured by filth.
"Heh heh, haven't had such good stuff in a long time."
Akagi took out a thumb-sized metal plate from his briefcase, engraved with "akaki."
He pressed the deep red power switch, and even the air began to heat up. As it slowly heated, the metal at the tip gradually shone, emitting wisps of smoke. When the entire metal object gleamed with a dazzling red light, Akagi grinned, brandishing the branding iron, and slowly approached Miho.
"No...no..."
"You'll get hurt if you move around."
"Hiss~hiss" A burnt smell wafted out, the black smoke carrying a certain decadent beauty. In the hazy light, the policewoman's image was completely stained.
"From now on, you are my possession, hehehe."
Clear marks were deeply imprinted on Chigoro Miho's chest, never to be erased...
"I, Chigoro Miho, although on the surface I am a prosecutor who upholds justice, in reality I am a lowly bitch who has sex with beasts. I suffer from severe promiscuity, and I love being tied up and tortured by men, then having thick penises inserted into my lustful cunt and anus. Please punish me as you please, Master, and play with my lewd body as much as you like."
Miho recited the humiliating slave declaration, her once shrewish and capable eyes now lifeless. In their place was a bewitching beauty, her rotten cunt constantly flowing with the thick, filthy semen of wild beasts.
"From this day forward, I, Sengoku Miho, swear to be Nikaido's bitch for life, and under no circumstances will I disobey my master's orders..."

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