Rape Garden

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"Madam!"

Sonoko Nozawa was heading to the art exhibition at the department store when someone called out to her as she left home. Looking up, she saw a middle-aged man waving at her from a car parked by the roadside. He was about thirty-five years old, around the same age as her husband, overweight, and had a square face.

"You must be Mrs. Nozawa." "Yes…and you are…?" Sonoko looked

puzzled, having never seen anyone like him before. " I'm Okamoto, the physical education teacher at Aoki Girls' High School," the man greeted her with a smile. "My husband often receives your help, thank you…" Sonoko could only say this; she didn't know any of her husband's colleagues at the school, and hearing he was from there, she could only offer this polite greeting. "Madam, Mr. Nozawa has fallen ill, please get in the car quickly," Okamoto said anxiously, explaining the reason for their visit. His robust physique and tone of voice certainly gave him the air of a physical education teacher. "My husband…" Sonoko's face changed. "It's nothing serious, don't worry, get in the car!" Okamoto opened the passenger side door, and Sonoko hurriedly got in. "What happened to him?" A worried expression appeared on her beautiful face. "He suddenly collapsed while we were talking in my room, and he's in my room now." "How could that be? He doesn't usually have a cold..." "I'll take you there right away." Kumaki immediately started the car. "Is he overworked? He seems very busy lately." "Speaking of which, he's been coming home late every night recently. " Sonoko looked uneasy. "But don't worry, he'll be fine after a good rest." Okamoto comforted Sonoko . ********** ... ********** ... She shouted angrily, "I'm going to tell the school!" "Unfortunately, I'm an orthopedic surgeon, and I have nothing to do with the school." Okamoto smiled smugly. Sonoko regretted following him just because she heard about Aoki Girls' High School. "Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?" "I already told you! I'm Okamoto, an orthopedic surgeon." "Why did you lure me here?" Sonoko couldn't figure out Okamoto's intentions. "Kidnapping..." That was her first thought, because she knew her husband was very wealthy... Sonoko tentatively said, "If it's just a little money, I have more." "I don't need money, don't misunderstand." "Then... why..." "I told you, I have a crush on you, and I want to go on a date with you." Okamoto put on a serious expression completely inappropriate for the occasion. "No... I can't do this." "Why not? It's just a date..." "Why would I go on a date with a stranger? Don't talk nonsense." Sonoko emphasized, and tried to run away from Okamoto, but was immediately grabbed by a strong force. "I'm so anxious thinking about you, don't be so cold!" Okamoto's lips approached. "No!" Sonoko panicked and spat on Okamoto's face. "What are you doing! I'm being so humble to you, and you're acting all high and mighty. Are you looking for trouble?" Sonoko was immediately slapped. "Ah... I'm sorry..." Sonoko hurriedly apologized. Okamoto's threatening voice was terrifying, making her tremble all over. "I'm a fourth-degree black belt in judo! Setting bones is my job, but conversely, I can easily break them too." Okamoto grabbed Sonoko's slender hand and twisted it behind her back. "It hurts... No!" Sonoko screamed in fear, feeling pain all over her body, thinking that her arm was about to break. "If you don't want all your bones to split, go on a date with me!" His tone wasn't harsh, but his eyes were filled with madness. "Yes... I know... Don't be so rough..." Sonoko nodded involuntarily, afraid that her bones would break. "Okay! First, take off your clothes." Okamoto released his twisted hand. "Why?" "Is there any other reason? It's natural to want to know all sorts of things about the person you're dating." "But..." Sonoko couldn't say anything. "We're not middle schoolers or high schoolers, a date to go to teahouses or amusement parks is no fun, is it!" Okamoto grinned lewdly, then added a threatening remark: "Which do you choose, a broken bone or taking off your clothes?" He then grabbed Sonoko's left hand, twisting it to the right while pressing down on her elbow. "Ouch!" Sonoko cried out in pain, feeling as if her elbow was about to break. She could only plead, "Don't do this, I'll take them off..." Sonoko felt she had no choice but to submit, saying sadly, "This... is too much..." Okamoto looked at her with a resentful expression. "Excellent, even your crying face is beautiful, I like you even more." "Ah... but... why do I have to take off my clothes?" Sonoko was still hesitant. "Do you choose to take off your clothes or be beheaded?" Okamoto pressed harder on her. "Please, don't be so rough." Okamoto released her, and Sonoko quickly put her hands on the buttons, slowly unbuttoning them. Once all the buttons were undone, she looked at Okamoto with a pleading expression. "Just unbuttoning doesn't mean taking off your clothes!" Hearing Okamoto's cold voice, Sonoko lowered her head and took off her top. "You still have to take off your skirt." "This...but..." "Don't drag things out once you've made a decision. I hate this indecisiveness." Okamoto roared. "Yes..." Sonoko subconsciously reached for her skirt zipper. "Ah..." Sonoko was on the verge of tears. Her burgundy pencil skirt fell to the ground, revealing the lace trim on her petticoat. As if trying to avoid Okamoto's gaze, she lowered her head, her face flushed, biting her lip tightly. "So beautiful..." Okamoto narrowed his eyes and licked his lips. Seeing the beautiful woman in the white silk petticoat standing in front of him, the one he had been secretly in love with for so long, his crotch swelled. He demanded again, "Isn't this enough? There's more to take off!" "Spare me, don't take any more off!" Sonoko weakly shook her head, her body trembling at the thought of herself wearing only a bra and panties.

"You can't just take it off like that! I'll be sexually frustrated, and then I'll be even more violent! Is that what you want?" Okamoto glared fiercely at Sonoko.

"But..."

"Hurry up and take it off... first the pantyhose... bra, then the briefs..." Because the request was different from what Sonoko had expected, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought she would be asked to take off her petticoat. She had no choice but to follow Okamoto's instructions and take off the pantyhose first, then reach into her shirt to take off the bra. After taking off the bra, she still felt a sense of aversion to taking off the briefs. Sonoko pleaded tearfully, "That's enough, please..." "A bra and briefs are the same thing. How can you eat without eating vegetables? Is that what a woman does?" Hearing Okamoto say such inexplicable things and his shouting, Sonoko felt fear.

"Yes..." Sonoko hurriedly reached into her petticoat and slowly took off her briefs.

"Very good, you are very sexy." Okamoto nodded with satisfaction. He felt differently from Sonoko and didn't like seeing women wearing bras and briefs.

It was like looking at a sculpture, devoid of any sensuality, more like looking at a woman in a bikini. But a shirt alone was a different story; it exuded a raw, unadulterated sensuality, the barely visible fabric stirring a man's desire to conquer. Beneath the openwork pattern, one could glimpse her beautiful breasts and dark pubic hair—truly stunning.

"Seeing you so sexy, if I don't take action, I'll be cursed by the heavens." Okamoto quickly stripped off his own clothes.

"No…" Sonoko turned her face away, caught off guard and unsure what to do.

"Seems to be working." Okamoto chuckled inwardly. Making a woman naked and exposed was the most effective way to conquer her; most women would waver or become exhausted, reducing their resistance.

"Madam, come here!" Okamoto sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned to Sonoko.

"No! Don't!" Sonoko finally snapped out of her daze, staring at Okamoto with a resolute expression.

"I'm leaving." "So you've chosen the path of breaking your bones." "So be it. I'll report it to the police then." Sonoko's voice was resolute.

"It's your freedom to report it, but I won't be the only one facing trial." Okamoto sneered, continuing,

"Your husband will also go to jail. Are you willing, ma'am?"

"You... what nonsense are you talking about?" Sonoko felt there was something wrong with this man.

"Originally, you wouldn't have said anything if you had just obediently listened to me, but now you have to." Okamoto's sneer remained.

**********

About half a year ago, Okamoto saw a woman on the street and was immediately captivated. He couldn't help but follow her, learning that she was Nozawa's wife, named Sonoko. She was married, and even if he pursued her, he wouldn't succeed. If he raped her, he would ruin his future, so Okamoto could only suffer in despair.

Unexpectedly, good fortune arrived. He didn't know who his apartment neighbor was, but a few days ago, he saw a high school girl in a school uniform go in, and when she came out, she had a tearful expression.

The high school girl walked with a pigeon-toed gait, her lower body weak. Okamoto knew that she had been raped by a man, and that there had been another one after that...

Okamoto began to investigate... and discovered that this man was Nozawa, Sonoko's husband, and that this apartment was a place for playing with women.

Okamoto immediately began threatening Nozawa. Though it was all guesswork, when he threatened to accuse him of raping a high school girl, Nozawa turned pale and tried to settle it with money, probably thinking the money was the real motive.

Okamoto offered Sonoko as a condition for keeping the secret, and Nozawa readily agreed, surprisingly readily. It turned out Nozawa had long been tired of Sonoko and hadn't slept with her for a year. If she could get him to not accuse him, Nozawa would be happy.

＊ ... "In that case, call the room next door and ask your husband to come over! I think he'll be here in less than ten seconds." Okamoto continued in a triumphant tone, "And while you're at it, ask him to hold your legs down for me!" "Stop talking!" Sonoko said, covering her ears with her hands. She felt that Okamoto's words were not false. She thought of many things. In fact, Sonoko herself had been victimized nine years ago when she was a senior at Aoki Girls' High School, and was forced to marry him upon graduation. Nozawa was very energetic and wanted to have sex almost every night, but it only lasted for three months, then it became every day, then every week, then every month... and it stopped for the past year. Even if a man with such high energy didn't ask for sex for a year, Sonoko would suspect that he was having an affair, so she believed Okamoto's words. "Too big, it seems that you agree with what I said. That's how I got you from your husband, so I can do whatever I want with you." Okamoto looked at Sonoko with a lecherous gaze and beckoned to her again. "Ugh..." The intense impact left Sonoko's mind blank. At that moment, she thought that her shameless husband deserved to be imprisoned for rape, and she even considered handing him over to the police along with Okamoto, but she gave up because that would also leave a stain on her record. "Come sit here!" Okamoto pointed to the ground. With the sorrowful thought that "I guess I have no choice but to listen to this man," Sonoko resignedly walked over and knelt down. The feeling of resignation and desperation merged into one. "Hehe... Half a year of longing has finally come to fruition..." Okamoto's lustful blood began to boil. Seeing Sonoko kneeling there with her head down, Okamoto was so excited that he was about to explode. He wanted to immediately lift Sonoko's shirt and insert himself, but Okamoto restrained himself because he felt that he would ejaculate the moment he penetrated her. "Good things should be enjoyed slowly, let's relieve ourselves for now..." Okamoto saw Sonoko's cute little mouth and wanted to penetrate her. At this moment, his penis had reached its erection limit and was throbbing incessantly. "If I label you as the wife of a rapist, you'll find it unbearable to live." These words sounded like sympathy, but were actually a threat. "The only way to avoid that is to suck my penis." Okamoto smugly rubbed his penis for Sonoko to see. "Please… think of something else…" She had sucked her husband's penis more than once, but she still wanted to refuse men other than her husband. Knowing that to avoid Nozawa becoming a rapist, she had to suck Okamoto's penis, she couldn't help but feel unwilling. "I understand, you are a chaste woman, I won't ask anymore." Sonoko felt slightly relieved, thinking Okamoto would offer another solution. "The path you've chosen is remarkable, preferring to let your husband go to jail rather than perform oral sex." Okamoto feigned gratitude, picked up the cordless phone on the bedside table, and said rationally, "I respect your decision, then I'll just report it to the police." "This… wait a minute!" Sonoko couldn't help but shout, not expecting him to suddenly suggest calling the police. "No need to wait anymore. It's your decision." "Wait a minute... I'll do it... so the police..." Sonoko knew she had lost. "You said you'd do it, what do you mean?" Okamoto asked deliberately. "I mean that..." She couldn't get the next sentence out. "You can't explain it clearly, how do you know?" "It's that... oral sex..." Sonoko finally uttered the lewd words. "Oral sex? What's wrong?" "I agree to oral sex, so don't tell the police..." Sonoko blushed, lowered her head, and felt ashamed of saying such vulgar things, but to avoid becoming a criminal's wife, this was the only way. "You said oral sex, but I still don't feel it realistic. Let me put it in normal terms, I'm willing to suck your penis, that way I'll understand." "That kind of shameful talk..." Sonoko didn't know how to answer Okamoto's request.

"If you can't even say something like that, you might as well be a rapist's wife. I won't keep you." "This...no way!" Sonoko was a little confused. She really didn't know

what to do. If she refused Okamoto's request, Nozawa would become a criminal, but her pride wouldn't allow her to say such a thing. "What do you want?" Okamoto made a fierce expression.

"This...please let me suck...your penis...ah...I'm so ashamed..." When she finished speaking, Sonoko's face turned red to her ears. She hated Okamoto for forcing her to say these words, and she hated her husband even more.

"Married women are all very lustful. You really dare to say that!"

"That's right..." Hearing his words, Sonoko showed a resentful expression.

"Since you want to suck it, then don't be shy." Okamoto revealed a lewd smile and forced Sonoko to hold his erect penis.

"Ah..." Sonoko sighed, expressing despair and resignation.

"Hehehe...this day has finally come." Okamoto shouted happily in his heart. He had fallen in love at first sight on the street for half a year, and now the woman he secretly loved was going to put his penis in her mouth. Okamoto, basking in the afterglow of victory, was almost bursting with excitement at the sight of Sonoko kneeling before him, gripping his penis, but he calmly said, "Alright! Let's begin."

"No... but this is unavoidable. I can't be a criminal's wife no matter what..." Sonoko told herself, slowly extending her tongue to lick the glans.

"Mmm..." The intense pleasure made Okamoto tremble.

Sonoko's tongue rubbed against the tip of the glans, then licked down along the folds of flesh on the back.

"It feels so good, just like that," Okamoto hummed, his eyes narrowed. The taste of a married woman was different. Whether it was her husband Nozawa's training or not, Sonoko's tongue technique deserved three stars. The soft pleasure intoxicated Okamoto, especially since she was the woman he had secretly loved for so long, now kneeling before him in only a shirt dress, sucking his penis. If he wasn't satisfied, he'd be damned.

"I need to finish quickly, so I can escape this damnation," Sonoko thought, frantically moving her tongue, but unexpectedly, this excited Okamoto even more.

"Now you're going to swallow my penis."

The penis entered Sonoko's mouth.

"Ugh..." Sonoko frowned, covering the glans with her lips, her tongue wriggling on the penis—a technique Nozawa had taught her.

"Great, I can't hold back anymore." Okamoto held Sonoko's head with both hands, thrusting his hips forward forcefully.

"Oh..." The penis plunged deep into her throat, causing Sonoko to groan in pain.

Okamoto held Sonoko's head firmly with both hands and began thrusting in and out of her mouth, making squelching sounds.

"Ugh...it feels so good to have your mouth wet."

"Ugh...ah..." Sonoko couldn't help but groan as her throat was compressed.

Her pained expression made her even more sensual, intensifying Okamoto's excitement. Soon after, he shouted:

"I'm going to cum!" The moment his thick penis throbbed in Sonoko's mouth, semen sprayed into her throat.

"Ugh...ugh..." Already struggling to breathe, the large amount of semen she received caused Sonoko to groan incessantly.

"Mmm...it feels good..."

Okamoto wiggled his penis, ejaculating intermittently, his pubic hair and lips rubbing together.

"Mmm...it's so dirty..."

The humiliation of having a stranger ejaculate into her mouth was far beyond her imagination. Sonoko wanted to spit it out immediately, but with his penis inserted to the base, it was impossible.

Glug...glug...

To make breathing easier, Sonoko had to swallow the semen and saliva in her mouth.

"Ah...let me go back..." Sonoko pleaded with Okamoto with mournful eyes, half of her pink lipstick slipped off, spilling a mixture of saliva and semen from her mouth, giving her lips a lewd sheen.

"You're so naive! Do you think sucking my cock will make up for your husband's rape?" Okamoto scoffed.

"I haven't even kissed you yet, and I haven't even touched your breasts!"

"This... I've already done something I'm almost ashamed of..." "And I haven't even played with your genitals, and I haven't even licked there!" "You still want to humiliate me! This is too much!"

"The most important thing we haven't done yet!" Okamoto laughed, pointing to Sonoko's inner thigh.

"Ah..." Sonoko cried out in despair, thinking helplessly, "I've already given him oral sex, he ejaculated, and I swallowed his semen, do I have to be tortured again?"

"Sit here." Okamoto pulled Sonoko up and sat her on the bed next to him.

"Please, let me go back."

"I will let you go back, don't worry about that. But that's only after we've finished what we haven't done yet." Okamoto wrapped his left arm around Sonoko's slender waist and pulled her close with his right hand, forcefully kissing her sexy red lips.

"Mmm..." With her lips sealed and the smell of smoke and alcohol filling her mouth, Sonoko couldn't help but moan, her tongue darting into her mouth, sticky saliva flowing in. A nauseating sensation made her body tremble, but she had to swallow it to breathe.

Okamoto, however, was thinking differently. He was thinking, "This tastes wonderful." Okamoto sucked Sonoko's tongue into his mouth, making soft, lewd sucking sounds.

"Oh..." Sonoko's upper body trembled violently as Okamoto kissed and caressed her breasts. Sometime during the kiss, the straps of her shirt had come undone, and Okamoto's hands were directly touching her breasts.

"Your breasts are even better than they appear. They feel wonderful." Okamoto seemed to enjoy the sensation, kneading them with varying degrees of pressure. Sonoko was slender, with large, firm breasts.

"No...don't do this..."

Okamoto used his weight to press Sonoko down onto the bed.

"No!" Sonoko suddenly began to struggle violently, vowing in her heart, "I can't let him do as he pleases, I'm a married woman..." Unsure how much she could trust Okamoto's words, Sonoko reconsidered that even if he was a rapist offering her to him as a bargaining chip, she should still resist according to her own will.

"Heh heh, I thought she had resigned herself to her fate." Okamoto, feeling a little troubled, gave a wry smile. Beating or threatening her with a weapon might make her obey, but he didn't want to rape a woman while she was terrified. Okamoto didn't consider himself an ordinary rapist.

He wanted to make Sonoko completely his woman, so violence was absolutely out of the question.

Okamoto immediately changed his tactics. He straddled Sonoko, using his weight to control her, and took a thin rope from the bedside table, tying her hands and feet to the four bedposts. The young woman struggled desperately, and it took considerable effort to complete the task. Beads of sweat appeared on Okamoto's forehead.

"That's too much!... Why did you do this?" Sonoko's limbs were spread in an X shape, her eyes filled with hatred as she glared at Okamoto.

"That's what I wanted to say. You've already given me oral sex and swallowed my semen. What's the point of resisting now?" Okamoto wiped the sweat from his forehead, a surprised expression on his face. "Now I'm going to continue." Okamoto pulled down his shirt, the straps of which had already come off, revealing his breasts. He seemed to smell a sweet fragrance, the unique scent of a mature woman.

"This excites me even more..." Excited, Okamoto looked down at the immobile Sonoko, and involuntarily licked his lips.

"Hmm, it feels wonderful." Okamoto rubbed his breasts, enjoying the sensation, like freshly made rice cakes, wet and sticky, as if they would suck on his palms.

"No, no!" Sonoko desperately twisted her body, crying out incessantly.

"Her breasts are indeed firm and nice, but her nipples are also very cute." Okamoto began to play with her nipples.

"Ah...no...don't..." Sonoko's sharp voice echoed in the bedroom.

"You say no, but your nipples are hard." Okamoto smiled smugly, seeing her cute nipples erect, the 27-year-old woman who had never given birth still maintained a freshness that rivaled that of a high school girl.

"Oh...why is this happening?" Despite such complete resistance, her body reacted differently from her will, and Sonoko couldn't help but resent her own body.

"You want me to lick you, so you're hard like this?" Okamoto looked at Sonoko and asked provocatively.

"No...no..."

"I know you're embarrassed, so you can't say it." After saying that, Okamoto took the nipple into his mouth.

"Ah, no..."

After teasing the nipple with the tip of his tongue, he used his lips to pinch it from top to bottom, sucking it like a baby nursing.

"Oh...no...no..." Sonoko kept crying out in sorrow.

Okamoto's attack pattern changed; every five or six sucks, he would gently bite the nipple with his teeth.

"Ouch..." Sonoko's cries seemed to have changed, a sweet sound mixed in with her rejection and resistance.

"Ah... how could this be..." A confused expression appeared on Sonoko's face. Despite being so humiliated, she felt a current of pleasure coursing through her body.

"Are you comfortable now?"

"No... just more uncomfortable." Sonoko desperately bluffed.

"It's not good for your body to endure this like this." Okamoto grinned and attacked again, rubbing her breasts while sucking or lightly biting her nipples.

"Ah... um..." When his tongue licked, sucked, and lightly bit, Sonoko couldn't help but let out a soft moan, probably unaware that her moan had become a sweet one.

"Your voice sounds very comfortable." - "I'm not." Sonoko continued to bluff. Since she was determined to resist to the end, she absolutely could not admit anything to him.

"You're really stubborn..." Okamoto continued with a wry smile, "But to me, your voice sounds quite comfortable."

The more a woman resists, the less she surrenders, and consequently, the greater the joy of getting her... "Absolutely not."

"A sound leaves no evidence after it's made, well, I'll have to find other evidence." Okamoto muttered to himself, then lifted Sonoko's upper body and sat between her legs. Then, confidently, he said, "The evidence is down there." Okamoto finished speaking and grabbed the hem of her shirt.

"Ah...no..." Sonoko screamed, twisting her body. "Ugh..."

As a result of the struggle, the thin rope dug deeper into her flesh, causing sharp pain in her wrists and ankles, but her white lace-trimmed shirt was lifted up to her navel.

"So beautiful..." Okamoto almost drooled, thinking admiringly, staring wide-eyed at her snow-white naked body.

"Ugh...your vulva is so beautiful!"

"Ah...don't look..." Okamoto brought his face closer, and Sonoko, noticing the movement, blushed and screamed. No one but her husband had ever seen her like this, and being seen in such a humiliating position was unbearable.

"Hmm? What's this?" Okamoto's middle finger traced along her labia, his verbal assault continuing, "What's going on? It's wet here." After tracing the flesh two or three times, his finger suddenly thrust inside.

"Ah...no...don't..." Sonoko cried out sharply. As Okamoto twisted and bent his finger, a squelching sound was heard. Due to the pleasure from the assault on her breasts and nipples, her uterus involuntarily relaxed, overflowing with nectar.

"How could someone who doesn't feel pleasure produce so much lustful fluid?" Okamoto presented his nectar-covered hand to Sonoko, a victorious expression on his face.

"That kind of thing...I don't know..." Sonoko shook her head. The other party presented evidence of pleasure, and she wished she could disappear into a hole. Although the body and mind are different, the fact was the fact.

"You seem so honest, but you're actually a lustful woman." Okamoto finished speaking and twisted again inside her flesh, making squelching sounds.

"Ah...no..." Sonoko protested, but her body responded to the fingers' movements, overflowing with new nectar. This was an uncontrollable instinct, and Sonoko was a married woman who already knew the pleasures of sex, especially since her body had been explored by the lustful Nozawa, and hadn't been satisfied for over a year. Once her desire was ignited, it burned fiercely, which was unavoidable.

"Your vulva looks beautiful, and it seems to perform well too." Okamoto smiled with satisfaction. The tender flesh inside the vulva was soft and elastic. Thinking about the reaction when it was inserted, Okamoto felt very excited.

"Please, don't do it anymore..."

"Your mouth above says no, but your mouth below says you want more. I really don't know which one to believe.

" Kumaki pulled his fingers out of her vulva, deliberately showing a confused expression.

"No...no!"

"I'll still believe your mouth below." Okamoto put his hand inside, smeared it with nectar, and rubbed her clitoris.

"No...no, not there..." Sonoko made a sound like phlegm stuck in her throat, desperately twisting her body.

Pleasure surged in wave after wave, the foreskin of her clitoris was peeled back, revealing pink flesh that didn't seem like something a young woman should have.

"You said no, so why is your clitoris showing?" Okamoto rubbed the clitoris with his honey-scented fingers.

"Ah...no...!" Sonoko screamed, her voice rising in pitch, as if a powerful shockwave reached the top of her head.

Okamoto desperately suppressed the urge to penetrate her directly. No matter how wet her vagina was, if she still refused, the man who penetrated her was defeated. Only by making the woman submit could the man achieve victory. Okamoto secretly made a vow: "I will make her say she wants to have sex."

"Hehe...it's leaking again..." Okamoto deliberately spoke loudly, then his voice softened as he said, "It's a waste to let it leak out, let's plug it up." Kumaki took out a strange object from the bedside table, a milky-white ceramic dildo, and presented it to Sonoko, saying, "This thing is quite nice." "Ah...no..." Sonoko screamed and shook her head violently, feeling fear after realizing Okamoto's intentions. Larger than a real penis, it gleamed with a cold, indifferent light. Inserting this thing would surely hurt her tender garden.

"Please…no…"

Okamoto ignored Sonoko's pleas, smearing the glans with honey-like fluid before slowly inserting it.

"Ah…no…no…" Sonoko's body convulsed as the dildo slid in with a soft, squelching sound.

"Oh…ah…uh…" Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief, as she didn't feel the fear she had. The surface of this hard object was smooth, without any unusual sensation, and it even produced a pleasure similar to the insertion of a real penis.

"It's different from what you see, it feels real, doesn't it!" Okamoto gripped the base and slowly began to thrust.

"Ah…no…no…" Sonoko cried out in a sexy voice.

"Feels good now! Your expression says it all." Okamoto thrust excitedly, seeing the sensitive reaction in Sonoko's body.

"Ugh... I'm scared..." Sonoko refused, but her expression clearly showed pleasure. She frowned, her nostrils flared, and she breathed heavily through her half-open mouth.

"What a stubborn woman." Okamoto was surprised, but the thought of the pleasure of making Sonoko surrender only intensified his desire.

"You say you're scared, but why are you leaking so much vaginal fluid?" Hearing the lewd sounds from the thrusting, Okamoto grinned wickedly and continued to press, "You're hiding the truth and giving false testimony, which is perjury. Telling the truth will make you feel better." Okamoto thrust violently while pinching and rubbing her clitoris.

"Ah...no...please..." The simultaneous attack on her vulva and clitoris was indeed a powerful stimulation for a young woman who already knew the pleasures of sex, especially since she hadn't had a man's touch for a year. Once her desire was ignited, it was natural for her parched body to burn instantly.

"Spare me...spare me!" The almost forgotten sensuality spread through her body, and Sonoko gradually lost control. She worried that if she continued to be stimulated, she might lose herself, and she would feel terrified and ashamed if she did. "

You're such a hypocrite, you're already enjoying it and you still say you're not. You'll be punished by God." Okamoto added a circular motion during his thrusts.

"Ah...don't do this..." The pleasure reached the top of her head, and Sonoko's body straightened. No matter what she said, her body had already confirmed that Okamoto was right.

"Ah...ah..." Sonoko let out a sound of pleasure and then began to sob, hating her own body as she thought, "Ah...it feels so good...why is this happening..." With Okamoto's thrusts, the intense pleasure spread throughout her body, the almost forgotten pleasure fully awakened, and the will to resist vanished.

"Ah...ah..." Sonoko moaned, wriggling her hips. Reason had vanished; only lust controlled her.

"Are you comfortable now?" Okamoto asked, and Sonoko nodded involuntarily.

"You want a real penis, don't you!" Sonoko nodded again, her reason and shame gone.

"Then ask clearly, say 'Please insert a real penis into my vagina!'" "No..." Sonoko had never uttered such vulgar words in her life.

"You really want to have sex?" As Okamoto thrust in and out with the ceramic dildo, Sonoko blurted out,

"Ah...I want to have sex..."

"In that case, ask quickly!"

"Ah...ah...ah...insert a real penis into my vagina." Sonoko knew she had lost after saying that. But she felt no humiliation, only the pleasure of indulging in lust.

"Hehe~~Finally succeeded!" Okamoto shouted inwardly with satisfaction.

Knowing she would no longer resist, he loosened the ropes binding her. At this moment, Sonoko sighed as if she had something on her mind.

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"It's in, my penis is completely inside your vagina." Okamoto hugged Sonoko tightly, speaking in an excited, hoarse voice. Having finally won over the beautiful young woman he had secretly admired for so long, his excitement had reached its peak.

"Sonoko, you're my woman now, you know?" With his penis inside her and him calling her by her name, Sonoko truly felt like she was Okamoto's woman, and she nodded involuntarily.

"Sonoko is my woman, Sonoko's vagina belongs to me alone." Okamoto twisted his hips and began to thrust in and out with a squelching sound.

Sonoko's body swayed incessantly from Okamoto's thrusts.

"Ah...ah..."

"Mmm...Sonoko's vagina feels so good, soft yet so tight, it's wonderful." "Mmm...good...good..." Sonoko moaned lasciviously, twisting her hips; the sensation of the ceramic ring rubbing against her vagina was unbearable.

"So good..."

"Where does it feel good?"

"It feels good inside my vagina. Ah..." Without being forced, Sonoko uttered these lewd words willingly, further intensifying her excitement.

As Okamoto inserted and rotated his penis, the strong friction from the serrated part likely caused Sonoko's reaction to become intense.

"Ah...ah..." Sonoko shook her head and sobbed, her long hair swaying like waves, making her even more sensual.

"Ah...good...so good..." Sonoko twisted her hips wildly, welcoming her sensual climax.

"Sonoko, are you going to cum?"

"I'm going to cum! Ah...my vagina is melting..."

"Okay! Let's cum together!" Okamoto had also reached his limit, grabbing her soft breasts and thrusting his penis violently a few times before releasing his semen. "Ah...uh..." Sonoko straightened her legs and arched her back to receive the semen. The semen shot deep into her uterus, and Sonoko felt her body burning, her mind blank.

Sonoko had thus stepped onto a path of no return...

As mentioned in the previous chapter, her deprived body was once again irrigated, and the married woman finally lost herself. But for Nozawa, it was an immense humiliation. He summoned two girls, intending to have a threesome to relieve his inner turmoil.

Behind this extremely perverse and intense sexual intercourse, a storm was brewing…

[The End]

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