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Chapter 1 Sexual Desire Within the Barbed Wire
Chapter 2 The Lewd Female Guard
Chapter 3 Perverted Rape
Chapter 4 Lost Treasure
Chapter 5 The Mistress Submitting to Violence
Chapter 6 Sexual Games in the Garden
Chapter 7 The Old Man and the Girl
Chapter 8 The Struggling Beast
Epilogue The End of the Thug
Chapter 1 Sexual Desire Within the Barbed Wire
The lack of discipline and the constant strange occurrences at Bird Prison began after Warden Kitajo was transferred there. Within the prison administration, the "Sun Faction," represented by Warden Kitajo, sought every means to extort money and bribes from prisoners. They determined who would receive a reduced sentence and by how much based on the amount of money or goods given. Prisoners seeking parole or a short stay at home naturally had to give money. Those in the latter category had to present local specialties they brought back from their hometowns to the warden and others upon returning to prison. The money and goods extorted by Warden Kitajo and his associates naturally came from the prisoners' families.
With the warden leading the way in violating discipline, many guards followed suit. Among the more than 300 male and female prisoners in Torio Prison, it was not uncommon for many to bribe the guards in order to receive extra care or favors. Particularly serious was the open secret that some of the more attractive female prisoners willingly or unwillingly slept with the guards. In particular, the guard Ogata, a burly and burly man, had allegedly slept with no fewer than two dozen female prisoners, using his power to assign jobs to them. This was according to a count by the male prisoners of the number of female prisoners leaving Ogata's office.
Takeo Takekawa was sentenced to ten years in prison for murder. He was one of the tallest male prisoners in the prison, with strong arms and well-developed muscles. No matter how bad the prison food was, he always finished every meal. Unlike many male prisoners who resorted to masturbation when they couldn't control themselves, he had secretly resolved to use his strong body to enjoy a life of freedom after his release. Of course, for a male prisoner like him, who had no one to rely on outside and no money to hire a prostitute for his venting, this was all he could think of.
Among his cellmates, Takekawa had been there the longest, and his ten-year sentence was almost up. Three months ago, Ogata, seeing that his sentence was almost over and that he had a good record by not causing trouble with the other prisoners, assigned him a relatively easy job: cleaning the guards' quarters and office. Takekawa's work hours were 6:00 AM and 6:00 PM each day. He wasn't assigned any other work at other times.
That afternoon, when it was Takekawa's turn to clean, he threw his deck of cards on the floor and said to Hirata, who was sitting next to him,
"You play."
Hirata was short and had bad breath. He snatched Takekawa's deck of cards before Yamada, who was also sitting next to him and wanted to play cards as well, could.
"What, cleaning the toilets for the guards again?"
Takekawa's rival, Matsumoto, took the cigarette from his mouth and sneered at Takekawa.
"The women's toilet is a good place. Have you seen that damn big-assed guard, Haruko, pee?"
Matsumoto flicked the ash from his cigarette, which landed on the arm of Yokota, one of his cellmates and a devoted storyteller. Matsumoto was the cell's "story king," but all his stories were vulgar and obscene. He was imprisoned for rape. Yokota quickly moved his arm away.
"It's a pity Haruko never comes over here. Otherwise, I would have fucked her from behind."
Matsumoto never said anything nice. Yokota chuckled beside him. Cleaning the guards' toilets was Takekawa's job, but the women's toilets weren't his responsibility; they were cleaned by a female inmate. Moreover, their work hours were staggered. Every time Takekawa went into the storage room between the men's and women's restrooms to retrieve cleaning supplies, the female inmate would have already put her used mop, broom, and other items back in their place.
The storage room was piled high with things. Besides cleaning supplies, there were also discarded tables and chairs from the prison, a worn-out single bed used by the guards, and so on.
The large wooden wall separating the storage room from the men's and women's restrooms was old and worn. Takekawa stood in the room, staring at the wooden wall separating the women's restroom for a full three minutes. He forced himself not to make any connections.
Just as Takekawa was about to move to the wall to get the mop and bucket, he suddenly heard the door to the men's restroom open, followed by a woman's voice.
"Here you are."
"There's no one here right now, please make do." It was the guard, Ogata's voice.
"Oh dear, how unromantic!"
"Miss Yumi, please."
Ogata said breathlessly. Then came the sound of the door closing. Takekawa froze instantly. It was the guard, Ogata, and the female inmate, Yumi, in the next room. Judging from their tone, they were about to do *that* kind of thing. Right there in the men's restroom next door. This was the kind of thing the inmates often talked about with envy and anger—the kind of thing guards did to female prisoners.
Today, Takekawa happened to witness it. The desire to hear it filled his heart without hesitation. After all, it was a matter between a man and a woman; where else in prison could he find such an opportunity?
Takekawa felt his blood rushing, his heart tightening, and his legs trembling slightly with excitement. He tiptoed to the door and gently closed it. He could already hear the sounds of two people undressing coming from next door. Takekawa approached the wooden partition separating the men's restroom and stood motionless, his ear almost pressed against the wall. Ogata from next door started speaking again.
"Same old routine, let's start with the mouth."
"None of you guards are good people; you don't even spare female prisoners," Yumi
said with a soft laugh.
"You women want us to do it too, huh? It's not pleasant without a man, is it?"
"Bullshit, who's as wicked as you?"
The voice stopped; Yumi had probably already started sucking his penis. Then came Ogata's panting, mixed with the sucking sounds. Takekawa held his breath, every nerve taut.
"Miss Yumi, that's great!" Ogata praised, his breathing becoming rapid.
"Ah..."
Takekawa wanted to see more. He looked up at the wall in front of him, searching for a gap to observe what was happening in the opposite toilet. He knew there weren't any barriers in the men's restroom. If there was a small hole in the wall, he could see everything. He twisted his head left and right, searching the wall. The wooden wall was old, but there were no obvious gaps.
The sucking sounds from next door continued, and Ogata's panting grew louder. Takekawa was burning with impatience, searching the wall even more frantically. Suddenly, he noticed a large gash about a meter above his head, and his heart leaped into his throat. He tiptoed over an old high chair, placed it against the wall, and stood on it. Sure enough, there was a gash about 1.5 centimeters long. Takekawa's eyes widened as he saw the scene inside the men's restroom.
Ogata had pulled his pants down to his ankles, his lower body bare, his buttocks half-leaning against the edge of the sink, his lower body thrusting forward desperately. Yumi was sucking his penis. Ogata's penis was quite large, filling Yumi's mouth completely, saliva already dripping down it. She licked it with her mouth while constantly stroking it with her hand. Yumi's panties had been pulled down, revealing her round, firm, and elastic white buttocks. Ogata was constantly probing and stroking the cleft between Yumi's upturned buttocks with his right hand.
Wu Chuan was so excited he almost fell off his chair. He had been in prison for almost ten years and had never seen a woman's body before. This scene of lovemaking, this naked woman's body, was something he usually only dreamed of! He composed himself and continued watching.
Ogata's middle finger rubbed between Yumi's slits, then slowly moved the honey-slicked finger towards Yumi's light brown, tightly clenched anus. With a "plop," the middle finger began to penetrate her anus. Yumi twisted her buttocks, as if resisting Ogata's action. Ogata's finger continued to penetrate deeper into Yumi's anus until it was completely submerged. Yumi began to make "mmm" sounds, probably trying to get Ogata to pull his finger out, but Ogata had already begun to thrust his finger in and out of her anus. He pressed Yumi's head down with his left hand, preventing her from lifting it, while his right middle finger rapidly thrust in and out of Yumi's untouched anus, his expression one of smug satisfaction. Helpless, Yumi could only let Ogata play with her anus at will, but she stopped what she was doing with her mouth.
"Don't stop, suck it."
Ogata gently patted Yumi's head, and his middle finger began to rotate in her anus again. Yumi had no choice but to start sucking on Ogata's thick penis again. Ogata continued to cruelly torture Yumi, considering himself the god of these female prisoners. Women like Yumi were in prison because they were lazy and didn't want to work, and even after entering, their nature remained unchanged. They wanted easy work and delicious food, and to achieve these things, of course, only Ogata could do it. After satisfying their demands, they would naturally have to give back to Ogata in return. It was a fair trade.
Ogata played with Yumi in both of her orifices simultaneously, completely disregarding her feelings. His mouth was wide open, his body was trembling, and his face was flushed red with extreme excitement. Suddenly, Ogata forced his index finger into Yumi's anus as well.
"Ah!" Yumi let out a short scream, and she hurriedly stood up,
trying to break free of Ogata's finger. Ogata had no choice but to pull his finger out of Yumi's anus and say...
"Now, sit on me."
Yumi frowned, slowly turning around and, as Ogata instructed, extending her plump buttocks in front of Ogata's genitals. Ogata reached out and embraced Yumi's round buttocks. Yumi spread her legs, aligning her honey-drenched cleft with Ogata's thick, erect penis, and with a downward thrust, the penis smoothly entered Yumi's body. At this moment, Takekawa's body suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly grabbed the wall to prevent himself from falling.
"Hurry up, Miss Yumi, my darling, my baby, hurry up!"
Ogata braced his hands on the edge of the sink, thrusting his lower body forward repeatedly, while constantly urging Yumi to move faster. Yumi felt much better now, because there were no fingers inserted in her anus. She held onto her knees with both hands, lowered her head slightly, and vigorously performed piston-like movements with her buttocks. Ogata's thick, hard penis filled Yumi's fleshy cleft, and Yumi's plump, round buttocks slapped violently against Ogata's hairy lower abdomen. Yumi felt as if a red-hot iron rod was inserted into her vagina. She began to moan.
Ogata, head raised and mouth twisted, frantically thrust into Yumi's juicy fleshy cleft. Yumi's full breasts under her clothes bounced up and down with the violent movements of her body.
Takekawa, watching, was somewhat aroused. He unzipped his already faded jeans, took out his already hard and slightly sore penis, and slowly stroked it with his hand, trying his best to hold back from ejaculating.
Then, Ogata changed his move. He stood up straight, made Yumi put her hands on the ground, and raised her buttocks high. He grasped his penis and rubbed it up and down in Yumi's buttocks a few times, then aimed at her vulva and thrust hard, his penis penetrating Yumi's body to the hilt. He first thrust slowly a few times, his thick penis tightly enveloped by her vagina. With each in and out, her labia were pulled open and closed, and Yumi's vaginal fluids soaked his penis.
Ogata quickened his thrusting, his facial muscles tense, his hands pressing down on Yumi's plump, white buttocks, the impact of their flesh producing a 'slap, slap' sound. Yumi's lowered head began to shake frantically, her buttocks responding with all her might.
"Ah...ah...!"
"Oh...oh...!"
Ogata pounded violently into Yumi's vulva, as if trying to pierce it, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.
"Ah...oh...oh...!"
Yumi was driven to the brink of ecstasy by the strong Ogata, her moans sounding like cries. Ogata was already covered in sweat, but he continued to thrust wildly without regard for anything else.
"So...so good...O...Ogata-kun..."
Yumi cried out in ecstasy, her buttocks thrusting back desperately. Takekawa could no longer hold back, and a large gush of semen suddenly shot out. Several more spurts followed, and he felt an intense pleasure coursing through his body. Almost simultaneously, he felt a wave of dizziness.
Ogata was also about to ejaculate; after another twenty or so hard thrusts, he abruptly pulled his penis out of Yumi's body, pulled her close, and forcefully shoved it into her mouth. Yumi quickly grabbed his penis and began to stroke it vigorously.
"Ah..."
Ogata's body trembled violently with a groan, and soon, a large amount of semen sprayed into Yumi's red lips.
Since the last time, Takekawa seemed lost and disoriented. He hastily finished the cleaning work for the first time. While carrying the bucket of water up the stairs, he almost tripped on the stairs. All the water spilled. He knew this was due to decreased concentration caused by mental confusion; after all, the stimulation was too intense.
The lust he had been forcibly suppressing was ignited by chance. He knew that once this instinct was awakened, the desire for a woman's body would be extremely strong, and his last days in prison would be the most unbearable since his imprisonment.
Takekawa was twenty-four years old when he entered prison. Strong and healthy, the prospect of living without women was unimaginable. But Takekawa had calmly considered that although a ten-year sentence was difficult, it would eventually end. He would work dutifully in prison, not antagonize the guards, and after ten years, everything would start anew. Then, women would be readily available.
To obtain a reduced sentence, Takekawa worked as hard as possible and behaved exceptionally well. However, since Warden Kitaro arrived, the rule here was that only money mattered, not people. Without bribes, even with excellent behavior, a reduced sentence was out of the question. Wuchuan had no relatives left, so naturally no one would help him. As for Miyamoto, the gang leader he had worked for ten years ago, he was even less likely to receive any support. The reason he had spent so long in prison was because Miyamoto, the leader of the Inayama Matsuda-gumi, a yakuza organization, had tricked him into confessing to murder, taking the blame for him and getting himself sentenced. Miyamoto had promised to find a way to bail him out immediately after sentencing (claiming he was very confident), and that he would receive special treatment within the organization. But Miyamoto was lying. With no hope of a reduced sentence or bail, Wuchuan gritted his teeth and resolved to endure the full ten years.
To prevent himself from having an intense urge to craving women during his ten years in prison, Wuchuan worked as hard as he could to avoid thinking about them. "Once I get out, I'll have everything," he often told himself, which brought him some peace. The only thing that kept Wuchuan going during his ten years in prison was the thought of enjoying life like an ordinary person after his release. But the sudden onslaught that afternoon had unleashed the floodgates of desire that Takekawa had suppressed for years, making the coming days incredibly difficult. Whenever Takekawa closed his eyes, vivid images of Yumi's plump, round buttocks, her flowing, honey-scented vagina, her light brown anus, and the scene of Ogata's forceful penetration would appear in his mind.
"Hang in there, it's almost over," Takekawa told himself.
"She really is voluptuous! That Ogata kid wasn't lying to me."
In the cell, Matsumoto, with his burly face, sat on the floor in front of Matsumoto's bed with the short, muscular Ann and the local Yokota. A jug of shochu sat before them, and a teacup held salted fish slices offered by Yokota. With more than half an hour until lights out, Matsumoto began to vividly recount to his fellow inmates his meeting with the geisha during his afternoon visit.
"I went into the family visiting room, and that bastard Ogata wisely left. Of course, maybe he peeked, but I didn't care. Once the guard was gone, I grabbed the woman and hugged her tightly, pressing my already painfully hard member against her lower abdomen. I asked her,
'What should I call you?'
'Call me Chiyoko,' she replied.
The woman seemed a little embarrassed, turning her pale face away.
I bit her ear, licking inside with my tongue, my warm breath tickling her." "
Matsumoto said, picking up the sake bottle and taking a big gulp.
Yokota pouted, anxiously waiting for what he would say next.
"When I paid Ogata, I specified that I wanted a voluptuous woman, but this bitch is damn voluptuous enough."
An swallowed hard.
Matsumoto gestured with his hands, speaking enthusiastically.
"After nibbling on her face for a while, I started to undress her. I lifted her cardigan and pulled it up hard, and wow, a pair of big breasts popped out. I cupped them in my hands. They were real, no stuffing, soft and yielding in my hands. I squeezed them together, making them firm, with a deep cleavage in the middle. I stuck out my tongue and started licking them. This woman started moaning and groaning, tilting her head back. She really knew how to arouse people."
Yokota's hand, which was reaching for fish slices in the teacup, remained still.
"I licked her breasts until they were wet, and her nipples became hard and protruded from the stimulation. I bit one of them, gently rubbing it with my teeth, and Chiyoko's moans grew louder and louder. Then, I released her breasts, squatted down in front of her, and started to take off her pants. Chiyoko's buttocks were really big, and the pants were stretched taut inside. She stood still, and it took me a bit of effort to take off her pants. Underneath, she was wearing pink pantyhose, which I quickly pulled off as well. Good heavens, this woman's entire abdomen was covered with curly pubic hair, so damn sexy. Chiyoko started to wiggle her body at me while standing. I stared at her with my mouth wide open for a while, then pressed my face against this slutty woman's crotch and started licking her thick labia, while my hands kept stroking her full and elastic buttocks from behind."
An began to moan excitedly.
"That bitch was so damn wanton. The moment my tongue touched her opening, her juices started flowing. I curled my tongue and thrust it into her pussy. She spread her legs wide, grabbed my head with both hands, and slammed it down on her genitals."
Matsumoto stopped talking for a moment, pulled out a pack of decent cigarettes from his clothes, took one out and put it in his mouth. An quickly took out a match and lit it for Matsumoto. Thanks to the financial support of his friends outside, Matsumoto lived a relatively comfortable life in prison.
"My tongue kept sucking at Chiyoko's opening, between her labia, rubbing against her clitoris. This bitch was moaning and groaning from my ministrations. After I'd had my fill, I stood up and started taking off my pants."
Matsumoto took a deep drag on his cigarette.
"After my thing was revealed, Chiyoko screamed in fright, or perhaps in delight. She said she had never seen anything so big before. I told her to come over and squat down to serve me with her mouth. She excitedly opened her mouth wide and took my thing in her mouth, sucking, licking, and stroking it with one hand and rubbing it with both hands. It made me feel incredibly good. She really is worthy of being a prostitute."
Matsumoto deliberately paused for a moment, glanced at An, whose face was flushed with excitement, and then continued.
"I cradled Chiyoko's head, thrust my hips forward, and pressed my penis against her throat. Soon, she couldn't breathe. She wanted me to let go, but I held her head, my penis pressed against her throat, unmoving, until she turned red from suffocation and tears welled in her eyes. Then I released her. Now, I commanded her to turn around, grab the table legs with both hands, and extend her buttocks. She did as I said, her snow-white, plump buttocks sticking up high. I grasped the head of my penis and slowly rubbed the engorged glans up and down in her buttocks cleft, gently touching her anus.
Chiyoko's anus was very large and smooth, and I felt an urge to fuck her asshole. I used the head of my penis in her buttocks cleft..." After rubbing for a while, I spat on my palm, smeared the saliva on my glans, and then forcefully pried open Chiyoko's buttocks. Her buttocks were spread wide open, revealing a small hole in her anus. I gently pressed the head of my penis against her anus, then thrust hard. With a soft "plop," my penis was fully inserted into her anus. Chiyoko screamed in pain; she never imagined I would penetrate her anus. I held her buttocks tightly with both hands, preventing her escape, and then began to violently thrust my massive penis into her tight anus… An and
Yokota trembled with excitement, secretly stretching their bodies straight and ejaculating under the covers.
Takekawa had been staying in the storeroom for more than half an hour at a time since the last time. On one hand, he wanted to peep at the good thing he had seen in the men's restroom again; on the other hand, he also began to peep at the scene in the women's restroom. Torio Prison is a mixed-gender prison, so there are quite a few female guards, mostly around thirty years old. There are a few nearing forty, but also some just over twenty; for example, female guard Haruko looks to be only twenty-two or twenty-three. Peeping at female guards defecating or urinating is no ordinary violation of discipline; if caught, it's not just a matter of a reprimand, and could result in further punishment. However, Takekawa couldn't resist the temptation to peep at women, but he had to do it discreetly. After all, the storage room was generally inaccessible, and the female inmate responsible for cleaning the female guards' dormitories and toilets entered the storage room at staggered times, so they would never bump into each other. Haruko and the other female guards, when using the toilets, would never dream that a male inmate was peeping at them naked while they relieved themselves in the adjacent storage room.
But there was indeed a male inmate peeping. Takekawa had secretly made a small, concealed cut in the old wooden wall separating the women's restroom from the toilet. When not in use, he would plug the gap with a small piece of wood. From there, both in the mornings and afternoons, Takekawa spied on many female guards, including Haruko, urinating and defecating. This period was the most wonderful time Takekawa had experienced since entering prison. When the female guards relieved themselves, their buttocks were directly in Takekawa's direction, only about a meter away, allowing him a clear view. The guards' snow-white, plump buttocks, and the soft, curly pubic hair revealed when they stood up, excited Takekawa to the point that his heart almost stopped!
While spying, Takekawa noticed that young Haruko's buttocks were indeed very large, especially when she bent over to urinate; the muscles around her anus contracted and twitched, and the color of her anus was pink, very beautiful. The female guard with the thickest pubic hair was Shino—a very large woman. While peeping, Wu Chuan stared intently at the female guard's snow-white buttocks, imagining himself sodomizing her, and then secretly ejaculated.
Chapter Two: The Lewd Female Guard
Yokota was the youngest inmate in this cell, imprisoned for assault. Before his imprisonment, he and his older brother Ichiro ran a motorcycle repair shop in town. One day, a customer brought in a nearly new imported motorcycle that needed a part replaced, but it was stolen. This greatly distressed the brothers, who were struggling with their small business; they couldn't afford to pay for it! The brothers were furious and anxious, especially Yokota, who was worried because Ichiro was eager to earn money to marry his future sister-in-law, Hideko. Now it was all over. Even if they lost the entire repair shop, they couldn't afford to pay for the stolen motorcycle. Although Ichiro immediately reported it to the police, they found no clues at the scene, and Yokota could only sigh in despair. On the third day, Yokota heard that a neighbor named Oshima had been loitering outside Ichiro's repair shop before the motorcycle was stolen. Oshima was a local hoodlum and a possible thief. Confused by the theft, Yokota immediately confronted Oshima, who naturally denied everything. A fight ensued, and in a fit of rage, Yokota punched Oshima, blinding him in one eye. Later investigations proved Oshima was not guilty, while Yokota was sentenced to six years in prison for unprovoked assault and incarcerated in the local Torio Prison.
Yokota and Takekawa had a good relationship, and Yokota invited Takekawa to visit his brother after his release.
"My brother is truly a blessed man,"
Yokota murmured, lying in bed that day, thinking of his brother Ichiro's free life outside, with his sister-in-law Hideko and her family.
Everyone else in the room had gone for a walk, except for Yokota and Takekawa, who remained in their beds, resting. Takekawa needed to conserve his energy for the upcoming trip to the storage room. He knew Yokota was thinking about his brother Ichiro's robust rural sister-in-law again.
"Damn it, what this place lacks most is women."
Yokota rolled over, making the bed frame creak.
His sister-in-law, Hideko, was a farm girl from the countryside near the city. Due to years of manual labor, she was very robust. Her arms and thighs were thick and strong, her body was sturdy, and her pubic hair was thick and abundant—something Yokota had discovered before he went to prison when he spied on her bathing in the makeshift bathroom in his house.
He had spied on her twice. He saw that Hideko had fair skin and a very full figure. When her back was to Yokota, the cleft between her wide buttocks formed a straight line, and when Hideko bent over, her buttocks appeared even larger. Yokota really wanted to touch Hideko's buttocks with his own hands. Of course, Yokota was always on edge when he spied on her, afraid that his brother would see him, which would be terrible.
Less than half a year after Yokota went to prison, his brother Ichiro married Hideko. While in prison, Yokota often worried about his brother. Could his physically weaker brother handle his sister-in-law, Hideko? He'd heard that women with large hips had strong sex drives.
"When I get out, I'll definitely ask my sister-in-law to find me a woman just like her,"
Yokota thought, seemingly speaking to Takekawa, yet also to himself.
Takekawa, however, was lost in his own thoughts. Just a little longer and he'd be out, never having to return to this hellish place again. All his dreams would suddenly become reality; ten years of torment would finally be over. Deep in Takekawa's heart lay a secret known only to him: buried beneath the kitchen floor of the ordinary house his parents had left him in Matsukaze City lay a sum of hard-earned money—five million yen and five diamonds weighing a total of 9.2 carats—in a roughly square wooden money box. The money and diamonds were carefully packed in strong plastic bags before being placed inside the box, so there was no worry about the yen notes getting damp.
After his release from prison, with the hard-earned money he'd risked his life for, Takekawa wouldn't have to worry about making a living as long as he didn't cause any more trouble. Moreover, the money from selling the diamonds would be enough to cover his business needs, and naturally, he wouldn't lack for women.
Takekawa hadn't even told his then-girlfriend, Nobuko, about the money box under the kitchen floor. Fortunately, he hadn't. Although Nobuko and Takekawa had been living together for six months and their relationship was decent, after the gang leader, Miyamoto, tricked Takekawa, a low-level henchman, into taking their place and being sentenced in Toriya Prison, Nobuko immediately broke up with him and turned to Miyamoto's second-in-command, Deputy Gang Leader Nakamura. In reality, Nakamura, a key member of the gang, had long been eyeing Nobuko, and it's possible that his imprisonment was a scheme orchestrated by the two gang leaders. If Nobuko had known about the money box under the kitchen floor, Takekawa would have truly been in despair while in prison.
According to Warden Kawasaki, the procedures for Takekawa's release from prison are being processed today. Yesterday afternoon, in an office in the prison, Takekawa stood against the wall and had a staff member take his picture, saying it would be for filing…
It was cleaning time again. With a surge of impulsiveness, Takekawa carried a bucket and mop to the storage room. Now, he was more careful and cautious. His release date was approaching, and he desperately wanted to avoid any trouble. However, the urge to peep at women's buttocks was something he couldn't suppress. He hadn't witnessed a scene of two people having sex in the men's restroom since his last voyeurism; and he rarely managed to peep at female guards urinating or defecating, as Takekawa couldn't stay in the storage room for too long.
Before entering the room, he glanced back carefully as usual. Seeing no one was watching, he tiptoed into the storage room, gently closing the door and locking it. After placing his cleaning tools, Wuchuan stood in the gap of the wooden wall separating the women's restroom and waited quietly.
About ten minutes later, the women's restroom door opened. Wuchuan held his breath, watching the door. He saw the female guard, Shino, enter—the woman with the thickest pubic hair. But then, someone else slipped in behind her. Wuchuan froze. The person who followed Shino into the women's restroom was a man! It was Matsumoto, the rapist from this cell!
At first, Wuchuan thought Matsumoto intended to rape Shino, his mouth agape in astonishment. But then, he heard Shino's voice.
"Matsumoto-kun, hurry up, you only have five minutes."
Shino chuckled softly, glancing between Matsumoto's legs.
"Can you get into peak condition quickly?"
"Absolutely no problem, I guarantee you'll be satisfied and comfortable."
Matsumoto had already started taking off his pants; he was already incredibly excited, even his voice sounded a little trembling.
Ah! ! ! ! So it was the female guard seducing the strong Matsumoto, Takekawa suddenly understood. That bastard Matsumoto, he's got quite the luck with women. It seems the big Shino couldn't resist any longer, openly seducing a male inmate in the prison. Perhaps Shino had heard that Matsumoto was a sexually voracious rapist! But she had no idea that in Torii Prison there was someone even more formidable than Matsumoto, and someone who had always kept his virility hidden! ! ! !
Matsumoto had already taken off his pants, his long, erect penis stretching out. Shino had also lifted her short skirt to her waist and pulled her pantyhose down to her ankles, revealing her thick pubic hair. Shino turned around and saw Matsumoto's erect penis, letting out a surprised "Ah!" She quickly rushed to Matsumoto's crotch, cupped his hard penis in her hands, and took it all the way into her mouth.
Takekawa shuddered at the sight.
The female guard, Shino, looked to be about thirty-two or thirty-three years old, with a fleshy body and surprisingly large, round buttocks when she bent over. A woman like that must have a very strong sex drive.
Matsumoto, his bare lower body thrusting forward, allowed Shino to lick his penis, while he tilted his head back, panting heavily.
"Wow...so good...oh...ah...ahhh..."
Matsumoto cried out in pleasure.
Matsumoto was thoroughly enjoying the service of Shino's large, red lips, feeling as if he had ascended to heaven. Shino, while rapidly sucking on his penis, was also vigorously stroking it with her hand, excitedly emitting indistinct moans.
"Ah...yes...so good...just like that...ah..."
Matsumoto excitedly shook his head.
"Ugh..."
Shino's moans sounded like whistling.
Suddenly, Shino stopped sucking, stood up abruptly, and said urgently to Matsumoto ,
"Come in quickly."
With that, Shino turned around, bracing herself on the edge of the toilet bowl, and extended her buttocks towards Matsumoto behind her.
It was a very large, plump buttock, the kind of large, white buttocks that any man would want to ride and fuck. But now, this good fortune fell upon Matsumoto, his cellmate. Imprisoned for rape, Matsumoto was now going to brutally fuck the ass of Shino, the female guard watching over the prisoners!
That bastard! Takekawa was practically bleeding with jealousy.
Because of time constraints, Matsumoto didn't dare to properly admire Shino's trembling buttocks. He hurriedly aimed his stiff penis at the lower part of Shino's buttocks and thrust hard, with a "whoosh," it went all the way in.
"Oh..."
Shino lifted her head in extreme pleasure.
Once inside Shino's vagina, Matsumoto revealed his true colors. He cupped Shino's round buttocks and began to thrust viciously. And this was exactly what Shino needed. She desperately twisted her buttocks, demanding that Matsumoto thrust harder, even harder.
"Oh...oh..."
Matsumoto thrust desperately, each stroke reaching the deepest part of Shino's vagina.
"Ah...ah..."
"You...Matsumoto-kun...you're so fierce...you're raping...raping the female guard...raping...raping me..."
"I'm raping you...raping you to death..." Matsumoto sneered.
His scalding penis thrust rapidly inside Shino's vagina, Matsumoto's lower abdomen slamming heavily against Shino's plump buttocks, almost making Shino faint. Matsumoto continued to thrust tirelessly into Shino, Shino's large buttocks fueling his lust.
"You're really...so strong...you're going to fuck me to death...won't you cum..."
Shino had already climaxed several times and began to beg for mercy.
"No, I have to do it again... I'll make you die again..."
Matsumoto seemed to have inexhaustible energy. He simply used both hands to lift Shino's buttocks up and fuck her. Now only Shino's toes touched the ground, her buttocks were suspended high.
"Ah...!"
The extremely stimulating sexual intercourse drove Shino crazy again. Matsumoto lifted Shino's plump buttocks and pounded wildly against her vulva. Shino's vaginal fluids had already soaked all the pubic hair on her lower abdomen.
"Oh... oh..."
"Mmm... oh... oh..."
Matsumoto was now fucking Shino hard with a feeling of rape. "You asked for this." Matsumoto thought maliciously.
After a few sharp moans, Shino went limp again, her head slumped weakly against the edge of the sink. The burly Shino was thoroughly overpowered by Matsumoto several times in a short period of time, and she had to admit how formidable he was.
However, Matsumoto continued his relentless pounding on Shino's flesh, making her feel a burning sensation inside her vagina. Finally, it was Matsumoto's turn to erupt. He desperately suppressed his roar, but it still escaped his lips. Hot semen, accompanied by a sizzling sound, shot deep into Shino's full body.
Just as Matsumoto lifted Shino's large buttocks and began to pound them, the extreme stimulation caused Takekawa on the other side of the wall to ejaculate immediately.
Matsumoto didn't tell anyone about this incident of violently pounding the female guard. Naturally, Takekawa never mentioned it to anyone again. The matter passed by unnoticed...
Chapter Three: The Perverted Rape
. Takekawa respectfully received his release certificate from Warden Kawasaki. Warden Ogata was also in the warden's office, flipping through a Japanese magazine while chewing gum.
"Here's some money, enough for the trip back to my hometown, Matsuoka,"
Kawasaki said, handing Takekawa an envelope from the table.
"Don't come back in, okay?" he added.
"Takekawa-kun, do a good job after you get out,"
Warden Ogata said, looking up and smiling at Takekawa.
Takekawa folded his release certificate and carefully tucked it into the inner pocket of his jacket, placing the envelope containing yen into his canvas backpack. He then bowed deeply to Warden Kawasaki, who was a head shorter than him.
"Thank you for your help."
He bowed again to Ogata, who sat beside the desk, and said "Thank you for your help" as well. This was a heartfelt thank you, because the cleaning duties Ogata had assigned him in the storeroom had given Takekawa quite a bit of a feast for the eyes.
"Hmm!" Ogata nodded.
The tall and imposing Takekawa walked out of the warden's office.
Finally, he was free! The thrill of regaining his freedom made Takekawa so excited he wanted to shout! Everything he had lost was back. He would meticulously and completely make up for the losses of the past ten years.
Walking out of the prison gates, Takekawa strode forward without looking back.
The night before Takekawa's release, around 2:00 AM at Yokota's brother Ichiro's house, Ichiro and his wife, sleeping on the tatami mats in their bedroom, woke up simultaneously. They saw the bedroom door open, and two dark figures moving towards the head of the bed.
Hideko couldn't help but scream. A man's low, menacing voice rang out.
"Don't scream, or I'll kill you."
The two figures pounced, pressing Ichiro and his wife's heads onto the pillows, sharp knife tips pressed against their heads. Hideko was too frightened to scream again.
"Turn on the bedside lamp!"
the man holding Ichiro's head against the pillows commanded. Ichiro was so weak he could barely breathe. He reached out and switched on the bedside lamp. The lamp was mounted on the wall about a meter above his pillow, and suddenly the situation in the room became more or less clear.
"Just do as we say, and we'll disappear quickly,"
the man holding Ichiro's arm spoke again; he was probably the leader. Ichiro could see that the people who entered the room were all wearing women's black stockings over their heads, obscuring their faces, and dressed in dark clothing. The knife held against them was about a foot long. The tip had already pierced the skin on Ichiro's forehead. Ichiro pressed his head tightly against the pillow, afraid to move.
Before going to bed, Ichiro didn't check if the repair shop door was closed, assuming his wife, Hideko, would. Apparently, the door wasn't properly closed; Hideko probably thought the same thing as her husband, as she also went inside to rest without checking. Once inside the repair shop, it would be easy to pry open the bedroom door with that long knife. Ichiro was filled with regret.
In the dim light of the bedroom, the thugs bound Ichiro's hands with wire and gagged him with wide duct tape. The wire and duct tape were likely obtained from Ichiro's repair shop.
"Take all the money in the house,"
the taller man commanded, lightly taping Hideko's cheek with his long knife. Hideko had already been forced to sit on the tatami mat, the blanket pulled aside, her arms crossed tightly to her chest, trembling all over. The two thugs' eyes were simultaneously fixed on Hideko's muscular body. Most of her breasts were exposed in the crook of her arms, and her lower body, clad only in pantyhose, and her bare thighs were completely visible.
"Money... money..."
Hideko hesitated. Ichiro, whose mouth was gagged, nudged his wife with his foot. Hideko turned to look at Ichiro, who was mumbling something and nodding. Ichiro wanted to give the money to the two masked intruders so they would leave quickly. Hideko understood her husband's meaning, and she slowly got up from the tatami mat. The two masked men watched silently as Hideko, with her large and muscular lower body, walked towards where the money and valuables were stored. The money stored at home totaled a little over 30,000 yen, including 20,000 yen she had just withdrawn to buy a water heater. Without thinking twice, Hideko handed it all to the two masked men. Then, Hideko squatted down and picked up the blanket to wrap herself in.
"Is this all you have to offer? You run such a lucrative shop, and you think you can get rid of us with this little bit of money? Aren't you being a bit stingy?"
The tall man reached out and abruptly pulled off the blanket covering Hideko.
"Ah!"
Hideko screamed again.
"You bastard, don't scream!"
The tall man then grabbed one of Hideko's arms; it was a smooth-skinned but very thick arm. The other, shorter man held a knife to the terrified Ichiro again, threatening him in a low voice.
"If you don't behave, we'll kill you!"
The humiliation began.
The two men quickly stripped Hideko of her only clothes—her bra and pantyhose—revealing her dark pubic hair in the dim light. Hideko was forced down onto the tatami mat by the two men, her desperate struggle kicking the pillow against the wall. The tall man pulled off the sock covering his head, revealing an excited face. He pounced on Hideko's lower abdomen, rubbing his face frantically against the thick pubic hair growing there, his hands kneading her plump thighs forcefully, his breathing heavy and labored. Another, shorter man knelt before Hideko, bending down to cup her face and kiss her passionately, the sounds of their kisses echoing in the bedroom. Hideko's body was pinned down by the frenzied men, unable to even twist. Her thighs were forcefully spread apart, and the taller man's mouth moved towards her groin, his tongue sliding between her labia. He used his hands to separate her thick labia, lightly licking them with the tip of his tongue; the distinctive scent of her genitals intensely stimulated his nostrils. He then used his lips to pull Hideko's labia outwards, while simultaneously scratching and picking at the soft skin on either side of her vulva. The other man simply sat on Hideko's head, grabbing her full breasts and fondling them with obvious pleasure. Hideko's head, pinned down, twitched slightly, allowing her to breathe. The shorter man pinched and pulled her nipples upwards with his fingers, while his hands rubbed her waist and navel. Hideko was being played with by two men simultaneously. Then,
the man below stopped licking, stood up, and told Hideko to stick her buttocks out. Helpless, Hideko complied, extending her plump, firm buttocks towards the man's crotch. Ichiro remained tightly closed in pain, unable to move or cry out. At this moment, the man about to rape Hideko chuckled, his hands continuously caressing her round buttocks. Hideko's buttocks began to tremble, her hands struggling to support her on the ground. The man standing in front of Hideko quickly pulled down his pants, shoving his already erect penis to her mouth and ordering her to take it in. Hideko shook her head in protest, so the man slapped her, then cupped her face in his hands, prying open her teeth with his glans, and began thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth. The man behind her could no longer restrain himself. He unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and positioned his erect penis against the cleft of Hideko's buttocks.
"Mmm, this part needs to go in too."
He slapped Hideko's buttocks, took a deep breath, aimed his penis at her vagina, and with a forceful thrust, 'plop,' shoved it in.
Hideko suppressed a sob.
The two men, one in front and one behind, were defiling Hideko. In the dim light, the three bodies were projected onto the wall, forming a very lewd shadow. Hideko's body was simultaneously penetrated by two men's penises; the extreme humiliation had caused her unbearable pain. The man behind Hideko knelt on one knee, his buttocks moving back and forth, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
His mouth was wide open, his eyes looking up at the ceiling, each thrust more violent than the last. The glans of his penis rubbed against Hideko's vagina until it was red and swollen, the tingling sensation causing his body to convulse. The man thrust hard into Hideko's vagina, shaking his head and groaning.
"Ah...so full...so hot...so tingling and numb...Madam is truly...exquisitely wonderful...ah..." "
...Madam's vagina...is really...so beautiful...ah...so tight...I...I feel so...good..."
The man's knees left the ground, his body bent forward, almost lying on Hideko's back, his hands on either side of the woman's firm waist, his lower body slamming even harder against Hideko's buttocks, making rapid 'slap? slap? slap' sounds of flesh colliding. Hideko's vagina was being frantically thrust into by the man. His thick, hard penis felt like a scorching hot iron rod, and she felt as if a million ants were crawling all over her body, making her incredibly itchy.
"Ah... Madam... I really... thank you... for giving us money and... your body... to... fuck... fuck your little hole... ah... I'm going to fuck you to death..."
"Ah... so beautiful... such a beautiful ass..."
The man relentlessly raped Hideko, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina quickly and forcefully.
Hideko's face was flushed red, her nipples were erect, and heavy breathing began to come from her mouth, which was filled with another man's penis.
"How is it... comfortable, isn't it... being raped by two men... Madam probably dreams about it all the time..."
The man in front began to tease Hideko, his penis still thrusting in and out of her mouth.
"Haha... How does it feel to have two men's big cocks inside you at the same time..."
"...Madam's body is so strong... You should have two men serving you at the same time..."
The man in front bent his legs, stroking Hideko's thick arm with his hand, while his penis pressed against Hideko's upper palate, stopping its thrusting. Hideko licked the burning hot glans with her tongue.
"Oh... Oh..." the man groaned.
"Ah... I'm about to cum... Madam... It's so good... Madam is aroused too..."
"Fuck you to death...fuck you to death...ah...ah..."
The man behind her was so excited he was almost fainting. Hideko's labia tightly gripped the thrusting penis. After another frenzied thrusting, the man pressed his lower abdomen firmly against Hideko's buttocks, ejaculating hot semen into her vaginal opening. At this moment, the man in front pulled his penis out of Hideko's mouth, knelt behind her, and made his partner, who had finished, move aside slightly. Then, he forcefully inserted his almost numb penis into Hideko's anus.
"Come on...move faster...big ass..."
he demanded Hideko's cooperation. So Hideko began to move her firm buttocks in response to the man's movements. The thick penis inside her anus filled her anal sphincter completely.
"Ah...good...good...madam, you're really something...your asshole is so good...so beautiful...your buttocks...so round...so firm..."
The short man thrust solidly into Hideko's buttocks...
After the two men finished their first time, they asked Hideko to get them some food. Hideko brought back a plate of salted fish and two pieces of bread. After eating, the two men drank the large glass of ice water that Hideko had brought them. Then, having filled their stomachs, the men launched a second attack on the voluptuous Hideko, this time even more fiercely than the first time, continuing until dawn.
After dawn, the two thugs left the unconscious Hideko aside and fled with the more than 30,000 yen they had stolen.
Around noon, Takekawa arrived at Ichiro's repair shop. He was at the request of Ichiro's younger brother, Yokota, who was still in prison. After being released from prison, Takekawa had hitchhiked into the city, as he had limited money and wanted to be as frugal as possible. Takekawa was originally planning to rush to lunch. He carried a letter Yokota had given to his brother, instructing him to treat Takekawa well. Takekawa also wanted to see Yokota's mistress, Hideko, whom Yokota constantly talked about.
However, Takekawa noticed a large crowd gathered in front of Ichiro's repair shop, mostly Ichiro's neighbors. Something had happened at Yokota's brother's house, Takekawa intuitively deduced. Apparently, after the two thugs left Ichiro's house, Hideko, now awake, untied her husband's hands from the wire bindings. Seeing his wife still naked and with lingering semen between her legs, Ichiro was furious. He disregarded all pride and quickly picked up the phone to call the police. After receiving the report, detectives arrived at Ichiro's house promptly to investigate, questioning him for nearly three hours before leaving. While answering the detective's questions, Hideko kept sobbing. Her husband, Ichiro, sat silently on the tatami mat, his hands covering his head. Besides the robbery, Hideko was primarily the victim; of course, she didn't mention the incident where two men had aroused her. Ichiro pretended not to know. After the detective left, some curious neighbors gathered at the shop's entrance, remaining there until noon.
Takekawa took the letter Yokota had given his brother from his pocket and tore it to shreds. Going inside wasn't convenient at this time. Takekawa then left Ichiro's house.
After hearing the general situation from the neighbors, only two things came to mind: first, the two men who gang-raped Hideko must have been incredibly excited; second, what Yokota thought after hearing that his sister-in-law Hideko had been raped unconscious by two masked men. After crossing the
Tsugaru Strait, Takekawa boarded the National Railway's high-speed train to Shimonoseki.
On the train, Takekawa always tried to sit next to a woman. The seats on Japanese trains are quite comfortable, and two people sitting together won't feel cramped. However, when Takekawa sat down next to a woman (especially a young woman), he would always press his buttocks tightly against her genitals and desperately inhale her body odor. Once the female passenger sensed Takekawa's ulterior motives, she would immediately leave her seat.
The further south the train traveled, the higher the temperature became. The female passengers boarding midway through the journey wore increasingly lighter clothing. Takekawa's gaze constantly swept over the young women in his carriage; the sight of their trembling breasts and vibrant bodies beneath their clothes often made him feel breathless.
When the train stopped at Matsue Station, a group of female university students traveling south for vacation boarded Takekawa's carriage. A student who introduced herself as Kyoko sat down in Takekawa's row of seats. Takekawa offered her a window seat, which she thanked him for. Actually, Takekawa wanted to pretend to admire the scenery outside the window while secretly watching the girl.
The girl named Kyoko had fair skin, a smooth neck, and a well-developed figure. When she sat down, Takekawa noticed her ample buttocks beneath her skirt. He squinted, his hands clenching tightly in the shadows, his lower body already aroused.
After the train had been moving for a while, the girl stood up and placed her bag on the luggage rack above the window. The rack was high, and Kyoko stood on tiptoe, her buttocks sticking out. Seeing this, Takekawa's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stood up and helped her place her bag on the rack, his own genitals pressed tightly against her full buttocks. Kyoko froze for a moment, then quickly sat down. From then on, she kept looking out the window, never turning back to look. Takekawa couldn't contain himself any longer. He closed his eyes, pretending to doze off, while his left hand stealthily reached under Kyoko's buttocks.
Takekawa's fingers began to slip between Kyoko's buttocks and the seat. The pleasurable sensation of his fingers touching the cleft of her buttocks under her skirt made his heart pound. "Oh..." Takekawa began to groan softly.
Suddenly, Kyoko stood up. She quickly stood on the seat, grabbed her luggage bag, jumped down, and left the seat Takekawa had given her, running off to her classmates to beg for food without looking back.
Chapter Four: Lost Treasure
- Matsuoka City, the second largest city on Kyushu Island.
Matsuoka City is located in western Kyushu, with a population of 620,000, and is the capital of Matsuoka Prefecture. It has a developed industrial sector, mainly in machinery, electronics, and textiles. The suburbs have a thriving horticulture industry, and its valuable flowers and trees are sold throughout Japan.
The city has changed a lot, with many high-rise buildings now built. In some places, Takekawa could hardly recognize where he was.
The house his parents left behind was in the Futabacho area of the city. This area was mostly comprised of private homes owned by ordinary people. When Takekawa went to prison, he entrusted his house, which had a small courtyard, to his girlfriend Nobuko, giving her the deed as well. When Nobuko wrote to Takekawa saying she wanted to break up with him, she didn't mention the house. Logically, since they were breaking up, she should have moved out of Takekawa's house and given the deed to someone else Takekawa approved of. However, after Takekawa sent his letter inquiring about the deed, Nobuko never replied. Now, Takekawa has no idea whether anyone lives in the house or who lives there. To make things easier, he decided to sneak into the house in the middle of the night and retrieve the money box from under the kitchen floor. The prison allowance was now only enough for a simple dinner.
Kosaka Yasunari had been having an affair with the young maid, Chie, for over two months. Their first sexual encounter took place in the kitchen where Chie was working.
That morning, his wife, Mitsuko, had gone to her parents' home in Nagasaki. Before leaving, she gave Chie detailed instructions regarding her husband's life in the coming days, telling her to come early and leave late each day, and to do as much work as possible so that her husband wouldn't have to worry about household chores after she left. Chie happily agreed.
Chie had been working for the Kosaka family as a maid for over half a year. Chie was well-developed and of medium height. Because she had done various farm chores at home, her skin was tanned dark, which gave her a more robust appearance. Chie had thick lips, full breasts that stretched her shirt tightly, and rounded buttocks.
Chie, simple-minded and uncultured yet radiating sensuality, had long been arousing desire in the nearly forty-year-old Kosaka. Childless, the Kosaka couple lived comfortably. After Chie came to their home, Kosaka secretly gave her many favors, ostensibly to help her struggling family, but without his wife Mitsuko's knowledge. Chie was very grateful to Mr. Kosaka.
One day, when Kosaka went into the kitchen to fetch something, Chie, seeing her master enter, secretly unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, intentionally exposing her ample breasts to Mr. Kosaka. She knew he had been eyeing her body for some time. Mr. Kosaka was generous and handsome, and Chie had long desired an affair with him.
Today, Mr. Kosaka had already heard that his wife Mitsuko was going to visit her parents, so he didn't go to the office and worked from home. In reality, after seeing his wife off, Mr. Kosaka went into the kitchen.
Chie was standing in front of the sink, head bowed, lost in thought.
Kosaka and Chie, already in perfect sync, embraced tightly in the kitchen. Chie's breasts pressed against Kosaka's firm chest, her head tilted back slightly, her lips parted, her warm breath filling his nostrils. Kosaka held Chie's full body tightly in his arms, panting heavily; he had been waiting for this day. Making love with the maid Chie in the kitchen had been something he had anxiously longed for since Mitsuko prepared to return to her parents' home.
Chie's breasts were full and firm. Kosaka hurriedly unbuttoned Chie's shirt, pulled up her bra, and lowered his head to kiss her. Chie's head tilted back, soft moans escaping her lips, her lower body becoming wet.
"Ugh, ugh," Kosaka murmured intermittently, nibbling and biting at Chie's large breasts. Chie's breasts ached from being bitten; she tensed her body, clenched her teeth, and savored the pain-pleasure. Kosaka left teeth marks all over Chie's large breasts, then began licking her deep cleavage.
"Ah..."
Chie couldn't help but cry out. Chie's nipples stood erect with passion, her legs trembling with excitement. Kosaka's legs were slightly bent, his hands gripping Chie's firm waist, his nose practically buried in her cleavage. Chie's breasts hardened, the unique scent emanating from her genitals during arousal intensely stimulating Kosaka. Chie's voluptuous body writhed, the pleasure of their affair driving Kosaka wild with excitement.
He stood up and forcefully pushed the equally excited Chie backwards onto the sink. Chie's head tilted back, leaning against the tiled wall, her hands bracing against the sides of the sink for support, while her plump buttocks pressed against the edge.
Kosaka impatiently lifted Chie's white apron and skirt, revealing her pinkish-white panties. He
then ripped them off with a sharp tear, exposing Chie's alluring abdomen and vulva. Panting, Kosaka quickly pulled down his own pants, and a hard penis sprang out. Seeing Mr. Kosaka's large, erect penis, Chie couldn't help but cry out.
Kosaka pressed close to Chie's body, lowered his head, aimed his penis at Chie's vagina, and thrust in with force.
"Ah!" Chie let out a soul-stirring moan.
Kosaka grinned, supporting Chie's body with both hands, and began to thrust rapidly from the start.
"Ah...ah..."
Chie's legs were stretched straight, receiving the vigorous thrusts of her master. Kosaka leaned forward, his chin almost touching Chie's forehead, while his lower body thrust desperately.
"Ah...so good...Chie...Chie..."
Kosaka placed one hand on Chie's large breasts, gripping them tightly. To maintain this position, Chie had to arch her body upwards with all her might.
"Ah...ah..."
Chie's moans echoed in the kitchen, her legs, stretched out desperately, already lifted off the ground.
"...Sir...you're so strong...it feels so good inside...so good..."
Chie used both hands to push herself up, tilting her head back and sticking out her tongue to lick Kosaka's freshly shaved chin.
"Oh...oh...Chie...you're so tight...it feels so good..."
"...Sir...you're so bad...keeping it from Madam...in the kitchen...doing it with the maid...oh...doing it with me..."
Chie was extremely excited, and she began to tease her master, Kosaka.
"...I just want to...do it with you...ever since you came...I've...seen...your...body of flesh..."
Kosaka responded intermittently as he thrust hard into Chie.
"Oh...sir...you're so good...so powerful...ah...ah..."
Chie's head shook wildly as she tilted her head back in extreme pleasure. At this moment, Kosaka straightened up, hoisting Chie's two thick thighs onto his shoulders. The change in position made Chie's entire vulva fully exposed. Kosaka held Chie's knees with both hands, violently thrusting into her plump vulva. This position allowed him to fully penetrate her each time, her labia opening and closing with each thrust.
"Ah...so full...sir's thing...so thick...so big...Chie feels...so good..."
Her anus was already wet with gushing vaginal fluid, and the penis continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, making a pleasant sound.
"Chie's vagina...so deep...so hot...I feel so good..."
Kosaka removed his hands from Chie's knees, cupping most of her buttocks dangling over the edge of the pool, continuing his thrusting motion. This voluptuous but simple-minded young maid was truly exhilarating to work with! Kosaka forcefully spread Chie's thighs, lowered his head to watch his glans slide between her labia, and then forcefully thrust it deep into her anus. Chie's upper body was almost completely submerged in the sink, her chin pressed against her chest, and her moans turned into muffled groans. Kosaka, the master of the house, held the maid's large, plump buttocks and pounded relentlessly. When he was almost breathless with exhaustion, he finally ejaculated inside her anus.
"Ah...!" Chie's body trembled violently.
During the week that his wife, Mitsuko, was away, Kosaka had sex with Chie every day—in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in Mitsuko's bedroom; and once, Chie had just finished urinating in the toilet when Kosaka walked in, made her hold onto the bathroom wall with both hands, stick her buttocks out high, and he entered her from behind…
Kosaka found the smell of sweat emanating from Chie, the maid, quite irritating. He assured her that she wouldn't get pregnant, and she believed him. Naturally, Kosaka gave her some money to supplement her household expenses. Since
his wife, Mitsuko, returned home, Kosaka's access to her services had become less convenient, but opportunities still existed. Several times, while Mitsuko was napping, Kosaka would sneak into the kitchen and embrace Chie from behind as she worked. Actually, Mitsuko, Kosaka's wife, was quite beautiful, but Kosaka, as the master of the house, had fallen for Chie, the maid.
That night, after a hasty sexual encounter with his wife, Kosaka, the husband fell into a deep sleep. The light was still on, and Mitsuko lay on the tatami mat, staring at the pale yellow ceiling, unable to sleep. It was strange; lately, her husband seemed so weak during sex, unlike before. Now they only made love twice a week. And he hadn't mentioned any physical discomfort, not even a minor illness like a cold. Why was this happening?
Finally, guided by a woman's intuition, Mitsuko thought of their maid, Chie. But she wasn't sure; after all, Chie was a maid. Besides, having grown up in the countryside on the outskirts of the city, she was rather rough-looking—would her husband find her attractive? But men's hearts are unpredictable. Mitsuko secretly decided that from now on, she would pay close attention to their actions during the day, especially after her husband came home from work. Fortunately, Chie was just a maid who came to work during the day, and she returned to her home in the countryside before dark. Chie rode her bicycle back and forth, which was still quite tiring...
Mitsuko's eyelids gradually grew heavy. She fell asleep but forgot to turn off the light.
That night, after midnight, a figure jumped down from the wall in the yard of the Kosaka couple's house. It was Takeo Takekawa. This house was the family property that his parents had left him. The Kosaka couple had been renting it from a woman named Nobuko.
After jumping down the wall, Takekawa immediately saw that the bedroom light was still on.
Someone was living there!
He held his breath and stood there, carefully observing the bedroom window with the light on. After a while, seeing no movement inside the house and hearing no voices, the whole house was quiet. Wu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, carrying a half-new shovel he'd bought with his dinner money, and headed towards the kitchen. The kitchen was located at the far right of the four side-by-side rooms. Wu Chuan reached the door, gently pushed it open, and stood there for a moment, smelling the lingering smell of cooking oil. It was pitch black inside; he couldn't see anything. But Wu Chuan didn't need to turn on the light; he knew where the money box was buried.
Wu Chuan tiptoed into the kitchen, feeling his way to the corner where the money box was buried. He squatted down, gently placing the shovel against the wall with his left hand, and began feeling the ground with his right. But Wu Chuan was immediately stunned! The kitchen floor, which should have been dirt, was now cement! The dirt floor had been altered!
"Damn it!" Wu Chuan's mind went blank; he was so angry he felt dizzy. With a sudden, forceful swing, the shovel beside the wall crashed to the ground.
"It's over, all over!!!"
Takekawa cried out repeatedly, filled with anger and desperation. The money box was buried a foot deep, with a low cabinet on top, but the cabinet was no longer there. To pave the cement floor, the ground would have to be dug up, and the money box would naturally have been discovered and stolen! Inside were a full five million yen and nine.2 carats of diamonds! That was Takekawa's entire livelihood for the rest of his life!
"It's over, completely over!"
Takekawa squatted on the ground, almost collapsing. Ten years of hope had vanished in an instant, as dark as night.
"Who dares break into my home in the middle of the night?"
Takekawa thought he heard someone shouting, and then he noticed the kitchen light was on. Mitsuko, who had already drifted off to sleep, was suddenly awakened by a noise. She thought for a moment and confirmed that the sound was coming from the direction of the kitchen; indeed, she had clearly heard a noise. She woke her husband. At first, they guessed it was just a mouse knocking something over in the kitchen, but they weren't entirely sure, so the couple each put on a coat and went out of the bedroom to check.
They found the kitchen door open, but Kosaka didn't seem to care. The kitchen door was usually left unlocked; perhaps it had been blown open by the night wind. Kosaka entered the house and reached out to turn on the light switch. To his horror, he saw a man kneeling on the concrete floor in the corner of the room. He couldn't help but shout.
Takekawa, kneeling on the ground, slowly turned his face, his features contorted with extreme anger, his furious eyes fixed on the man and woman outside the door. This was the current owner of the house, the current owner of this kitchen!
"Give it back to me!"
Takekawa jumped up from the ground and lunged at Kosaka. Before Kosaka could react, the man gripped his shoulders tightly. The man was tall and strong, his strength astonishing, and his crazed expression terrifying. The man continued to roar at Kosaka.
"Give me back my things!"
Kosaka was completely bewildered.
"Bastard! Give me back my money box!"
Kosaka struggled to break free from the grip, shouting.
"What money box?"
"My money box! The one with money, the one with diamonds!"
Kosaka was even more confused.
"Money box? What money box? I don't understand what you're talking about."
"Bastard! Give it back to me, give me back my money box!"
Takekawa's nose was almost touching Kosaka's face; he was even more furious. Kosaka was a full head shorter than Takekawa, and facing this almost crazed man and his inexplicable words, Kosaka was both terrified and frightened. Perhaps this guy was capable of anything. So Kosaka lowered his head and kicked Takekawa's knee with all his might. This kick used almost all of Kosaka's strength.
Takekawa fell heavily to the ground, a piercing pain shooting through his knee. Kosaka quickly ran to the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a sharp cleaver. Seeing this, Takekawa turned and grabbed a shovel from the floor behind him, standing up. Gripping the wooden handle of the shovel, Takekawa's eyes flashed with malice as he approached Kosaka, who stood in front of the cabinet, cleaver in hand.
"Bastard! Give me back my things!"
Kosaka was forced against the cabinet, with nowhere to go. He protested again in a trembling voice,
"What money box? I really don't know anything about it."
His hand trembled as he held the cleaver.
"Liar! You must have taken it!"
Takekawa roared, shovel in hand. Kosaka felt this guy was completely unreasonable; his first priority was to get rid of him. He took a deep breath and suddenly swung the kitchen knife in his hand towards Takekawa. In the instant Takekawa blocked with his shovel, Kosaka leaped in another direction and fled towards the door. But Takekawa, wielding his shovel, swept it in the direction Kosaka was running, and with a "crack," the shovel struck Kosaka on the back of the head. Kosaka, still in his pajamas, collapsed violently to the ground in front of the kitchen door, his brains spilling out. He died without understanding what had happened.
Kosaka's wife, Mitsuko, had been frozen in fear since the man grabbed her shoulder as her husband entered the house. When her husband was struck on the head with the shovel and fell to the ground, she screamed in terror, her body jolting violently. But Mitsuko still couldn't move an inch; she was completely stunned by this sudden tragedy.
Takekawa had completely lost his mind, like a madman. He stared, panting, at Kosaka, whom he had hacked to death and who lay sprawled on the ground, a gurgling sound coming from his throat. After a while, Takekawa, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, slowly raised his head toward Mitsuko. Mitsuko remained rooted to the spot, her eyes glazed over, her outer garment slipping off her shoulders, revealing a thin nightgown underneath, exposing most of her snow-white breasts.
Takekawa's eyes also widened as he stared at Mitsuko.
Oh! A woman! A woman in a nightgown, her breasts exposed!
Takekawa's mind went blank for a moment, forgetting everything else. He dropped his shovel, rushed to the door, and pulled the still-trembling Mitsuko into his arms. The woman's full, soft flesh made Takekawa feel as if his bones were melting.
He carried Mitsuko into the house, placed her on the ground, his eyes fixed on the woman's exposed, full and firm breasts, letting out a dry, maniacal laugh.
Chapter Five: The Mistress Submits to Violence -
The Rape Begins.
The living woman before him made Takekawa's heart pound wildly. He quickly stripped Mitsuko naked. Mitsuko's fair, mature body was presented to the insatiably lustful Takekawa.
"Heh, heh..."
Takekawa's rough hands suddenly pressed down on the woman's full breasts, beginning to knead them forcefully. Mitsuko felt her mind go blank. Her two delicate and full breasts were squeezed and kneaded into various shapes in Takekawa's hands. Takekawa's hands, grasping her breasts, pinched, pressed, and spread his fingers, pressing his palms against her nipples, desperately rubbing her round, swollen breasts.
Mitsuko's upper body throbbed on the ground as the incredibly strong Takekawa kneaded her, her arms lying limply on the floor. Then, Takekawa reached out and pulled at Mitsuko's hair. Mitsuko groaned in pain. Takekawa, his body trembling violently as he half-squatted, felt a surge of excitement. He moved his left hand away from her breasts, sliding it down her soft belly to her lower abdomen. Mitsuko's abdomen was very smooth, clearly she hadn't given birth yet; her
pubic hair was thick and soft, incredibly alluring. Takekawa grabbed her pubic hair and yanked hard, several strands falling out. Mitsuko cried out weakly in pain. Takekawa then forcefully inserted his hand between Mitsuko's tightly closed legs, grasping her full, loaf-like vulva. His middle finger began to slide between her thick labia majora, then suddenly forced it into her vagina, pressing, digging, and probing inside.
Mitsuko's legs were tightly closed, her body ramrod straight.
Takekawa was breathing heavily, his chest heaving rapidly, his mind flashing back to the images of others having sex that he'd witnessed in prison.
Suddenly, Takekawa swiftly inserted his right middle finger into Mitsuko's anus.
"Ah!..."
Mitsuko cried out in pain again.
"Bastard! Don't shout!"
Takekawa slapped Mitsuko across the face. At the same time, his right middle finger began to slowly move in and out of her anus. The sphincter muscles of her anus were tight yet supple, enveloping his finger. Takekawa's groin was throbbing violently. At this moment, Mitsuko, due to the foreign object inserted into her anus, felt the urge to defecate.
"Please take your finger out of my anus,"
Mitsuko, lying on the ground, pleaded with Takekawa.
As if ignoring Mitsuko's pleas, Takekawa began to forcefully probe and pluck at her dark brown anus with his fingers. Mitsuko's plump buttocks writhed on the ground, the discomfort causing her to break out in a sweat.
At this moment, Takekawa was consumed by a desire to ravage a woman. Ten years of abstinence, once unleashed, had erupted in a terrifying manner. He then flipped Mitsuko over, making her face down on the ground. Mitsuko had a slender waist and wide, plump buttocks. Takekawa immediately pressed his face against hers, his teeth beginning to frantically gnaw and bite at her snow-white buttocks. Next, he pressed his entire body against Mitsuko's, forcefully spreading her buttocks open with his hands, and began to lick her anus with his tongue. Mitsuko's anus was very smooth, and soon it turned slightly red from Takekawa's licking.
A soft tongue persistently licked and teased her anus and the surrounding skin, and she began to feel the hot breath from Takekawa's mouth on her perineum, which surprisingly gave Mitsuko a slight physiological pleasure.
"Ah..."
Mitsuko's face was pressed against the ground, and she began to moan softly. Takekawa's saliva had already wet Mitsuko's anus and the surrounding skin. Mitsuko's breathing became heavy. At this moment, Takekawa left Mitsuko's buttocks, stood up, and began to hurriedly take off his shirt, and then stripped his lower body naked. Takekawa was tall and muscular, with thick body hair on his chest and legs, and his already erect penis was excitedly pointing upwards.
Takekawa ordered Mitsuko to serve him with her mouth. Mitsuko sat up and found that this man's penis was frighteningly large, nearly a foot long, with bulging veins, an erect glans, and extremely thick pubic hair. Mitsuko shifted forward, sitting on the ground, grasping the lower half of the man's penis with both hands, and opening her mouth to take the erect glans in.
Takekawa's glans almost completely filled Mitsuko's mouth. He held Mitsuko's head with both hands and began thrusting in and out of her mouth. Mitsuko rubbed Takekawa's penis with her tongue and lips, waves of tingling sensation washing over him. Because the penis was so long, he could only take a small portion into Mitsuko's mouth. Takekawa raised his head, his hips moving back and forth in a piston-like motion. Mitsuko, with his penis in her mouth, involuntarily wrapped her arms around Takekawa's firm buttocks from behind.
"Ah...ah..."
Takekawa gasped, feeling immense pleasure. Today, he was going to fully enjoy this first woman he had met since his release from prison. His thick penis had filled Mitsuko's mouth, and the part she held in her hands felt like an iron rod, a scorching hot iron rod. Mitsuko felt her lower body was already wet; this iron rod was bound to go in sooner or later, but it was just too thick and large. Such a large penis was truly unimaginable. Mitsuko's lust had been aroused by Takekawa's thick penis, and she began to become somewhat dazed.
Takekawa pulled his penis out of Mitsuko's mouth; the purple glans and surrounding area were completely covered in Mitsuko's saliva. Takekawa pulled Mitsuko up from the ground, made her turn around, kneel on both knees, and stick her buttocks high in his direction. Takekawa bent one leg, kneeling behind Mitsuko's buttocks. He held Mitsuko's buttocks with one hand and grasped his erect penis with the other, aiming at the small opening at the bottom of Mitsuko's trembling buttocks. With a sudden force, with a 'plop,' his thick, long penis plunged completely into Mitsuko's body.
"Ah..."
Mitsuko let out a long groan from the depths of her heart. Takekawa felt an extreme sense of pleasure throughout his body. Upon entering Mitsuko's body, Takekawa felt a warm, moist sensation. Mitsuko's long moan as she was penetrated from behind only fueled his excitement.
He cupped Mitsuko's raised buttocks in his hands and began to slowly thrust in and out. Takekawa savored the feeling of his penis inside her. His hard, thick penis pumped in and out of Mitsuko's vagina, filling it completely. With each thrust, Mitsuko's vagina responded with contractions and a sucking motion. Mitsuko lay on the ground, her raised buttocks being relentlessly thrust into by the man. She felt a powerful sense of fullness within her, the thick penis reaching the very bottom with each thrust. So thick, so long, the glans so large! She imagined the horrifying sight of this man's penis.
Takekawa increased the force, and Mitsuko's body trembled back and forth.
"Ah...ah..."
Mitsuko's moans were heavy and deep, her vaginal opening tightly gripping the thrusting penis. Takekawa slammed into Mitsuko's buttocks with force, making crisp "slap, slap" sounds.
"Ah...oh...ah..."
Mitsuko's head shook wildly, and her buttocks began to desperately respond.
Mitsuko had been conquered by the strong man behind her, and her primal instincts as a woman had been fully awakened. The pleasure of lust filled her entire being, and she was completely overwhelmed by the joy of intercourse.
"Oh...so beautiful...so full...it feels so good inside my pussy...ah...ah...fuck me hard...big guy..."
Takekawa's heart pounded wildly, and he thrust even harder.
"Ah... Madam... so good... so cooperative... you like it when I do it... let me do it to you... oh... you're shaking so well..."
"Ten years... first time doing it with a woman... so comfortable... so good... Madam's pussy... it's so tight... ah..."
Mitsuko's buttocks, wrapped around Takekawa's penis, shook wildly, as if trying to twist the shaft off. Takekawa's head was raised high, and he groaned, baring his teeth.
"Ah... Madam's buttocks are so good at shaking... I... I'm so happy... so... ah..."
Mitsuko also made a crying sound due to excessive excitement. The frenzied sex made Mitsuko confused and infatuated. The husband lying beside her, whose head had been chopped off by this man's shovel, seemed to be a completely unrelated person to her.
Like a sex machine, Takekawa relentlessly and violently pounded into the woman. Saliva dripped from his drooling mouth onto Mitsuko's buttocks, and his glans inside her vagina was rubbed until it was extremely large.
"I'll fuck you to death... I'll definitely... fuck you to death..."
Takekawa pounded wildly into Mitsuko's flesh, the mature woman's body giving him immense satisfaction. Suddenly, an intensely tingling sensation rose from his glans to his entire body. Takekawa pressed himself firmly against Mitsuko's plump buttocks, his body trembling violently.
"Ah...!"
A long groan escaped his lips. Takekawa finally ejaculated inside Mitsuko. It was as if the passion he had suppressed for so long had exploded entirely within this woman's body.
Mitsuko collapsed to the ground...
After ejaculating, Takekawa left Mitsuko's body and sat naked on the ground. He began to calm down, and suddenly felt a ravenous hunger in his stomach. He remembered he hadn't eaten dinner the day before, as he was completely broke. He'd just brutally raped the woman in front of him, and now, of course, he was starving.
"Hey, is there anything to eat?"
Takekawa asked, rubbing Mitsuko's still-lying buttocks with his dirty-socked foot. Mitsuko sighed softly, struggled to her feet, and walked naked towards the cupboard. Takekawa watched with satisfaction as Mitsuko's buttocks trembled with movement.
Mitsuko brought out half a pot of leftover rice from yesterday's dinner and a plate of liver and sausage, placing them on the floor in front of Takekawa. Takekawa wolfed down the food, finishing it all in just ten minutes. Still seated, Takekawa asked Mitsuko to scoop half a ladle of cold water from the water tank for him to drink. After finishing the water, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and invited Mitsuko to sit down in front of him. Mitsuko crossed her arms and squatted down on the ground in front of Takekawa. Takekawa said,
"Can you give me back my money box now?"
He absolutely had to achieve his goal, but Mitsuko, squatting on the ground, seemed not to hear him.
"What's wrong? I'm asking you a question,"
Takekawa said, growing impatient.
After her recent frenzy, Mitsuko had come to her senses. She felt ashamed of her beastly behavior; her husband had been killed by this man, and she wondered how she would live her life. Hearing the man's words, she turned her head, staring at him blankly.
"Didn't you hear me? Please give me back my money box!"
Takekawa was convinced the couple had stolen his money box.
"What? I really don't know anything about the money box!" Thinking that all the misfortunes of the night were caused by this inexplicable money box, Mitsuko couldn't help but cry sadly. Seeing the woman's shoulders trembling with sobs, Takekawa panicked.
"You bastards! You dare say you don't know? You're the ones living here! The money box I buried under this house—who else could have taken it if not you? The floor's been repaired!"
Takekawa slammed his fist on the cement floor in anger.
"This used to be a hard floor, but you replaced it with cement. During the construction, the money box was bound to be discovered. Who else could it be but you?"
Mitsuko finally understood, and she cried.
"Oh, I see. When my husband rented this house from a woman named Nobuko, the floor was already cement. We didn't touch it at all!"
Hearing this, Takekawa was suddenly stunned. Could it be that the cement floor in the kitchen was modified when Nobuko lived here? If that's the case, then Nobuko must have discovered the secret of the money box. And Nobuko must have taken it. Considering that this woman and her deceased husband refused to admit to taking the money box tonight, it's entirely possible that Nobuko took his money. So, he had wronged the couple.
But it was too late for regrets now. Just moments ago, in a fit of rage, he had killed this woman's husband. The man was dead, irretrievable. Then, he had raped this woman. For Wu Chuan, fresh out of prison, the consequences of such a heinous crime were all too clear.
A wave of sorrow washed over him. Heaven had finally laid out a path to hell for him. Ten years of hope, all for naught. His future would be spent in constant flight and hiding. No! He couldn't let the police catch him again! He absolutely couldn't go back to prison! Wu Chuan cried out to himself.
He couldn't blame himself for ending up like this; he was a victim too! It was Chief Miyamoto, that bitch Nobuko, they were the ones who ruined him, they were the ones who caused his current predicament! And they were probably still living very comfortably, squandering Wu Chuan's hard-earned money! And all of this, Wu Chuan had to bear the burden for them! "I must avenge them, even if it means killing more people!"
Takekawa looked at the woman curled up on the ground like a ball of flesh and thought, "I can't let her live." But before killing her, Takekawa, who had already filled his stomach, wanted to enjoy her one more time.
"Hey, you!"
Takekawa stood in front of Mitsuko, his already limp penis hanging long between his legs. Even when limp, his penis was a good five or six inches long. Mitsuko knew this man wanted her again. She dared not refuse; she was afraid he would kill her. This guy was as fierce as a demon.
Ignoring her chill, Mitsuko hurriedly grasped the demon's penis and put it in her mouth. Soon, the penis began to thicken, lengthen, and harden in her mouth and in her hand. It returned to nearly a foot in length, and seemed even thicker and harder than the first time!
Mitsuko felt a heat rising within her. Wu Chuan's glans was swollen like a peach, and Guangzi held it in her mouth, her cheeks bulging. She licked the tip of his glans with her tongue, swirling it around the coronal sulcus, saliva dripping down his erect penis.
Wu Chuan raised his head, his firm buttocks taut, his hands on his hips, standing motionless, his mind focused solely on playing with this woman again. The woman gripped the base of his penis with both hands, stroking it vigorously. The glans, constantly stimulated by her tongue, would often throb involuntarily in her mouth. Wu Chuan looked down at the woman squatting before him; only a third of his foot-long penis was inside her mouth. Saliva covered her lips and penis, her hair was disheveled, tears still wet on her face, and her knees were firm as she squatted.
Takekawa pulled Mitsuko's hand away from his penis, then pulled it out of her mouth, chuckling, "Heh, heh."
"Madam, how about I give your pretty face a slap?"
Takekawa grasped the base of his penis with his right hand, waving the large, red glans in front of Mitsuko's face, then moved his lower body forward. Suddenly, his penis slapped against Mitsuko's face, making a 'smack, smack' sound. The unexpected slap caused Mitsuko's face to tilt slightly to the right. Takekawa, still holding his penis, slapped it wantonly across Mitsuko's pale face. At this moment, he felt an unusual excitement, his sadistic desire for women greatly satisfied.
"...Use this...big thing...to...slap...you...to...slap...you unconscious..."
Mitsuko's face was burning from Takekawa's slaps; the man's sudden, strange action surprised her, and the thing hitting her face felt like a stick.
Ignoring Mitsuko's feelings, Takekawa relentlessly slapped her face, eyes, nose, and mouth. Mitsuko felt dizzy and her face was in excruciating pain. Her legs, which were crouching, began to weaken, and she almost lost her balance. She hurriedly grabbed Takekawa's hips for support.
The chill from the courtyard seeped into the house, and Mitsuko's naked body shivered. The blood flowing from the back of Kosaka's head, who lay motionless on the ground, had already begun to congeal on the ground.
Takekawa stopped slapping her. He grabbed Mitsuko's arms and lifted her from her crouching position. He was about to begin a new, even more torturous act.
He made Mitsuko stand with her back to him, then forcefully pressed her head towards the ground while using one hand to stabilize her body and prevent her from falling.
"Like that, don't move under any circumstances!"
Takekawa commanded.
Thus, Mitsuko was forced into a head-down, buttocks-up position. Because her knees couldn't bend, the cleft of her high-raised buttocks naturally opened, revealing her entire vulva.
Takekawa touched his bulging, veiny penis, then straddled Mitsuko's plump, white buttocks. He spat into his palm, smeared it on his glans, pressed his right thumb against Mitsuko's anus, then pulled back slightly, aiming his penis at her anus. With a sudden thrust, his thick penis slid into Mitsuko's anus with a "whoosh.
" "...Ah...!"
Mitsuko almost collapsed; the excruciating pain nearly made her gasp for breath.
Takekawa held Mitsuko's buttocks tightly with both hands to prevent her from collapsing. He leaned forward and began thrusting into Mitsuko's anus. He felt that the soft tissue inside her anus was much tighter than in her vagina; it would take some effort to insert his thick, long penis all the way in. But Takekawa's energy was astonishing; he thrust into Mitsuko's anus relentlessly until it was fully inside.
The thick penis thrust in and out relentlessly, causing Mitsuko a burning pain in her anus. The pain was so intense she could barely breathe and couldn't even scream.
Takekawa, straddling Mitsuko's plump buttocks, continued thrusting and pounding, withdrawing only the head of his penis inside her anus and plunging it in completely.
"...Ah...ah...Madam's...anus is so good...so deep...so tight...ah..."
Takekawa thrust forcefully, his penis already smeared with yellow feces.
"Ah...ah..."
Takekawa continued thrusting and pounding relentlessly, ignoring Mitsuko's suffering. Mitsuko was drenched in sweat, desperately gritting her teeth to endure the pain.
To thrust his thick penis into a woman's anus and sodomize her—this was a sexual act Takekawa often fantasized about while in prison. Now, he was fulfilling this desire.
"Oh...ah...ah..."
Takekawa fully enjoyed the pleasure of his penis rubbing against the soft, tight anal sphincter. He felt that Mitsuko's anus was now much more lubricated and comfortable. However, Mitsuko's anus was torn, and blood flowed out.
Mitsuko's head drooped limply in front of her calves, and the sweat on her face had soaked the ground beneath her head. The powerless Mitsuko was only kept from falling by Takekawa's strong hands holding her up.
At this moment, Takekawa simply stopped moving himself, grabbed Mitsuko's big buttocks with both hands, and moved them back and forth in front of his crotch, making Mitsuko's anus actively engage with his penis.
Takekawa then noticed that the blood flowing from the torn part of Mitsuko's anus had stained his penis red. The lust in his chest suddenly surged, and his movements became more intense. Mitsuko's buttocks were forcefully slammed against Takekawa's lower abdomen, and a 'gurgling' sound came from her anus.
"Ah............"
Takekawa shook his head rapidly, letting out a long groan from his wide-open mouth. He ejaculated inside Mitsuko's
anus .
Mitsuko had already passed out.
Around four in the morning, Takekawa left. And Mitsuko, unconscious, had her neck snapped by Takekawa.
Chapter Six: Sex Games in the Garden
The Matsuoka City Police Department received the report around nine in the morning.
Chie, the maid employed by the Kosaka family, entered the yard at 8:50. After parking her bicycle against the wall, Chie headed towards the kitchen. Cleaning the utensils used by the Kosaka couple the previous night and the following morning was the first chore Chie had to do every day. Just as she reached the door, the horrific scene inside the house made Chie scream like a pig being slaughtered.
The detectives who came to investigate the scene all had grim faces. A case involving the murder of more than two people was the first of its kind in Matsuoka City in over a decade. Upon receiving the report, due to the seriousness of the case, the police station immediately made an emergency report to the county bureau and promised to fax the information as soon as they understood the details of the scene.
The scene was shocking; the young detectives who had only recently been assigned to the station had never seen such a murder scene before. The male victim was lying face down on the cement floor of the kitchen, wearing a cotton nightgown, his body already stiff. The cause of death was clearly a brutal blow to the back of the head with a sharp weapon. However, no weapon that could have been used to decapitate the victim was found at the scene. About two meters in front of the victim's head, there was a sharp kitchen knife, but there was no blood on it, so the murder weapon was clearly not this knife.
The female victim was about thirty-three or thirty-four years old, completely naked, and the cause of death was a broken neck caused by the murderer. Her anus and thighs were covered in blood, indicating that the woman had been raped in an extremely cruel manner before her death.
"Immediately collect the perpetrator's semen for testing,"
ordered Inspector Kazuma Ohira, who was in charge of the investigation at the scene of the Kosaka couple's murder. He was the head of the police station's investigation department and was 40 years old.
"That's really cruel!"
Ohira's assistant, Detective Takahashi from the investigation department, said with a grim face.
Upon examination, the perpetrator's semen was found in the woman's vagina and anus. After being collected, the semen was immediately sent back to the police station for testing.
Chie, the first witness, had vomited three times in the house, terrified by the gruesome scene involving the couple. She was somewhat disoriented from the shock. After repeated questioning by the detectives, they only learned the names of the murdered couple and that she was the Kosaka couple's maid, who only came to work during the day.
"Let's send her to another room to calm down first,"
Ohira said to the detective who was questioning Chie.
Kazuma Ohira carefully examined the scene in the kitchen. So far, apart from the semen left in Mitsuko's body, he had not found anything that could identify the perpetrator. The kitchen was also searched, but no murder weapon or similar equipment was found. Clearly, the murder weapon used to kill Mr. Kosaka has been taken by the perpetrator.

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