Rape of a beautiful girl

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Rape of Beautiful Girls

Rape of Beautiful Girls - The Story of Urging Flowers, a total of six parts:

1. Eri
2. Asami
3. Suzuko
4. Yumi
5. Junko
6. Mizuho

Part 1: Eri

Pleasure Penis (Part 1)

Sneaking through the bustling crowds and flood of lights and sounds, I saw Tokyu Department Store on my right.
As I walked up the slope in the opposite direction, the pedestrians suddenly thinned out, creating an unusual tranquility.

In the complex alleyways, a decadent atmosphere permeated the air, irritating the skin. The wind here made it
difficult to breathe; it was a place for couples. There was a certain tension, a concern for others' gazes. This was
another facet of the Shibuya area. Here, in a forest of hotels, couples, like lost little animals, would suddenly disappear, replaced by
men and women embracing, still showing expressions of excitement. In this environment, Kano Eito finally arrived at his destination
. He couldn't help but feel like he was in a forest of lust. Even in the hotel room he chose at the counter, he
felt uneasy, realizing he didn't belong in this place.

Kano was 37 years old, a shrewd businessman in the fiercely competitive industry, feared by his rivals
. Although he was the son-in-law of the company founder, he was considered superior to the next generation and was now seen as
the emperor of a mid-sized trading company.

Now, Kano's heart pounded with the nervousness of a teenager. His eyes were fixed
on a high school girl standing before him, unable to look away…

"Mr. Kano, what do you think?"

Mineya Miyahiko was the complete opposite of Kano; since entering this area, he had been completely at ease.

"She does look like a high school girl."

They had come together, but he dared not stare, even feeling guilty, as if they weren't a group.
He followed them here a few steps after they had walked apart.

"Don't say 'seems like,' it's a bit too cool. There's a school uniform in this girl's handbag. Should
we have her change into it?"

Every word Mineya said confused Kano. The young girl, already fully developed, stood
in this enclosed room, still dressed, but already excited.

Now it was a group of two boys and one girl. Mineya had told the counter he wanted to take photos, enduring the counter's gaze as he walked in
, but now he felt it was well worth it.

The high school girl standing in front of him was dressed casually, a red sports top and a snow-white miniskirt, white
socks, creating a pure and innocent look. Her legs, long and beautiful, peeked out from under the miniskirt, and her slightly brownish soft
hair cascaded down her shoulders. This youthful and lively appearance filled Kano's eyes with pleasure. "Eri, change into your school uniform for us to see," Miyahiko ordered

the high school girl who stood there looking timid . 　　"Never mind, no need." Kano Eito stopped him, feeling that he was often being led by the nose by this young rogue. He'd only done it for fun, letting him along. This man was strangely popular; as they left the mahjong parlor, he chased after Kano, wanting to buy him drinks at a place where he could stay for a long time. Kano then realized that whether two people clicked had nothing to do with age. 　　He was surprised to learn that Mineya was only in his early twenties. From their conversation, he also discovered that when it came to women , Miyahiko's knowledge far surpassed Kano's experience and understanding. They'd played mahjong together many times, and after playing, they'd drink—a truly incredible friendship. He'd jokingly mention the woman he dreamed of, and also told him about the fantasies he had when he was drunk. 　　"I've heard Mr. Kano say this many times; during puberty, he always longed for high school girls." Seeing Kano stop him, Miyahiko showed a displeased expression. Kano remembered saying something like that. 　　"You said you wanted to change clothes, but this place..." Now, the two men were sitting in chairs, looking like they were watching a striptease. No matter what, a girl shouldn't be humiliated like this. 　　The girl named Eri placed her handbag on the small coffee table beside her, making a gesture of obedience . When both men's eyes were on her, she lowered her head and abruptly took off her sports top. It was a very decisive action; she was left only with a bra, revealing smooth, white skin. The white and pink strawberry-patterned bra was exactly the same pattern as the panties she wore after removing her miniskirt. This cute underwear of a young girl made Kano swallow hard. 　　Kano had many experiences with women in Ginza and many nightclubs, but he considered it just part of social interaction. However, this was his first time with an eighteen-year-old high school girl. After 　　Eri revealed her elastic naked body, she put on her school uniform, from the white background and blue collar, the matching pleated skirt, to the tie . Kano's mouth was dry... He had been a little doubtful, but now he saw that it was indeed the uniform of S High School. This fresh image of a girl made Kano enter a state of longing. 　　"This is it, no mistake!" Kano couldn't help but exclaim. Pleasure Penis (Part Two) 　　A flower that Kana, no matter how thirsty or how much she longed for in her youth, could never have, now appeared before her eyes. Many memories of her adolescence seemed to resurface: the sorrow of unrequited love or heartbreak, the inability to control her desires, and the days of masturbating in her fantasies—all vividly recalled. 　　"Just looking like this won't get you anywhere. The appreciation of the uniform ends here. Take your clothes off!" Seeing Kana staring blankly with her mouth agape, Miyahiko offered this suggestion. 　　Eri glanced at the men, then resolutely removed her uniform. Her hands reached behind her back to unhook her bra , and as it loosened, her inner breasts were revealed. In that instant, her fragrant, young breasts appeared. Eri's breasts, as Kana had predicted, were indeed beautiful. "She's not a virgin, is she?" Kano asked softly to Miyahiko, 　　who stood beside her, a mixture of anticipation and responsibility. The unspoken message was: (Can I just play with a girl like this?) 　　"Probably. Judging by her body, she's definitely still pure," Miyahiko said shamelessly, his expression seemingly completely forgetting the lewd acts he had committed the previous night to enslave this girl.

(You have to give me the thank-you gift you promised back then.)

(No problem... I can give you a lot...)

After a quiet understanding between Mineya and Kano, he immediately said, "Take it off facing this way, otherwise it'll be a whip
."

"Yes..."

Eri reacted immediately to the mention of the whip. She had originally intended to turn to the side to take off her panties, but now she turned her body
around and took them off seriously. She took off one side of her panties, covered her breasts and lower abdomen with her hands, and
exposed her naked body with her thighs clenched together to the man.

"Put your hands behind your back, so you can't see what you want to see like this."

"I'm so embarrassed..." Although she turned her red face away, she obediently put her hands behind her back, revealing her front.

"Mr. Kano, what do you think? A great figure, right? Although you're not a professional player, you've participated in the tennis club.
If you were a professional player, your muscles would be too hard, and we wouldn't be interested."

Kano was speechless, just staring at the naked body of the young high school girl revealed in the soft light
.

"Mineya, this girl is very good, I'm very satisfied..." Kano's words seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

"Satisfied? I'm happy too, Eri. Mr. Kano seems quite pleased with you. To show his gratitude
, you'll lie on your back here and expose your most important thing. After all, a woman's most valuable thing
is there." Mineya Miyahiko said in a commanding tone.

"No... that kind of thing..."

Eri suddenly protested nervously, as if she had just woken up. Everything suddenly changed. Once shame arises,
it can be uncontrollable. Eri immediately covered her chest and lower abdomen with her hands and turned her body away. This
shy action turned into exposing her cute buttocks to the man.

"I'll say it again, lie on your back here and expose that thing!"

"No!"

"This girl doesn't seem to understand." The middle-aged Kano couldn't tell if it was real or acting. The seemingly
fierce Miyahiko stood up from his chair and then pressed the switch in the corner of the wall forcefully.

With a slight motor whirring, a hooked chain descended from the ceiling. Simultaneously, Miyahiko opened a cabinet
, took out various props and threw them on the floor. He then picked up an aluminum tube about a meter long and tied it to
the front of the hook. Leather ropes were attached to both ends of the tube.

"Come here! Resisting like this will be punished."

"Spare me…spare me…"

"It's too late to say that now…"

"Because…spreading it out there, I'm really ashamed, I can't do it…"

"Not ashamed to be a sex toy for men, but ashamed to look? That's strange."

Miyahiko mocked, tying the high school girl's hands to the ends of the aluminum tube. When he pressed the switch, the chain began to
rise, suspending the high school girl's body in a Y-shape.

"No...no..."

The high school girl kept rubbing her face against her arms, her breasts flattened and her abdomen
concave as her body was suspended...

"What's there to say no to? Now I'm going to make you fully understand that you are a slave." Miyako picked up another
aluminum tube, this time squatting on the ground and grabbing the high school girl's feet.

"Spread your legs!" He slapped her buttocks at the same time.

"No! I don't want to be like that..."

"Hehe...now I'm going to spread your legs, as if you're inviting us to see it yourself."

Only her lower body could resist, trying to kick, but her private parts were touched instead.
The high school girl, caught between a rock and a hard place, let out a beautiful moan, letting Miyako spread her legs...

(III)

"Now, this girl has no power to resist except to cry."

Miyako looked back at Gana, making a frightening smile, but Gana was no longer paying attention to that kind of
thing. Her mind was completely attracted by the girl's naked body, which had gone beyond obscenity and looked almost sacred
.

"You should say, 'This is my body, please look closely.'" Miyahiko
tapped the high school girl's face with his finger, continuing his mockery.

Her face, flushed with nervousness, the alluring curves from her waist to her buttocks, the white sheen of her thighs,
the mysterious cleft, and the sparse black hair…

Seeing this, it would be unusual for any man not to be aroused. Kano Eito completely
disregarded his social standing, revealing a greedy expression as if he wanted to bite her.

At this moment, Miyahiko stood before the young Eri's naked body, blocking Kano's view.

"Mr. Kano, don't be like this. If you start acting like this now, you won't experience true pleasure. The true
enjoyment of sex isn't based on feelings, but on concepts. You absolutely mustn't let feelings cloud your judgment."

"Boring… what does that matter? Just do what you want," Kano muttered.

"You're saying that again. That's one of Mr. Kano's bad habits. He thinks that with women, all you have to do is penetrate them
, acting only out of your own lustful impulses, penetrating a few times and then it's over. Take this situation, for example,
being alone with a naked girl in a small, enclosed room is part of your pleasure, and the woman is
a student from S High School, which you've longed to attend. You're like a boy doing this for the first time with a girl."

"Enough... what exactly do you want me to do?" Kano Eito puffed out his cheeks and slapped the armrest of his chair.

"It's not a difficult thing. First, take off your inconvenient suit and put on a bathrobe. Get
ready for battle."

(If only you had said that earlier, I wouldn't have objected...)

Kano went to the cabinet in front of the bathroom and changed into a bathrobe.

"And you?"

"Because I'm an assistant, that's it..."

"Assistant?" Kano was surprised because he had no interest in a threesome.

"Don't worry, I'll leave when you two don't need anyone watching." Kano
glared at Miyahiko, indicating what else he needed to do.

Gong Yan acted like a director, handing Ghana a split bamboo pole.

"The tip of a leather whip is soft and inconvenient for beginners. A bamboo whip is much better, especially
when it hits the buttocks. It makes a beautiful sound and won't hurt."

He then struck Eri's buttocks with the bamboo whip without warning. "

How was that? It felt exactly like being hit on the buttocks, didn't it?"
He calmly told Kano, seemingly oblivious to the high school girl's screams.

The high school girl remained suspended in an X-shape, her head hanging low, her hair covering
half of her cute face.

Miyahiko inserted the bamboo whip into Eri's chin, forcefully lifting her face and saying, "'This body belongs to you
. Please carefully assess its value…' You must say this."

Eri's face contorted in pain. "I can't say those words."

"You absolutely refuse to say them?"

"Because..."

"I don't listen to reasons, Mr. Kano, please punish her with the bamboo whip."...

Kano whipped her relentlessly, each lash causing her snow-white flesh to turn red, creating an unsettling sight,
only to return to normal almost immediately. It was undeniably sexy.

"No...no..." Eri cried like a baby, desperately twisting her body,
a sound that seemed to indicate she was beginning to feel some kind of stimulation besides pain.

"Mr. Kano, please return to your chair. I'll show you something fun."

Kano, his breathing slightly rapid from sweating, sat in the chair, admiring Eri's body. Her stomach and thighs were
soaked, gleaming brightly.

"You have a really nice figure." Kano gently rubbed her cute nipples with his fingers.

"Don't...please spare me..."

"Are you sexy now? You're such a precocious girl." Kano stimulated her nipples while stroking her breasts.

At this moment, Miyahiko took out a very thick brush with a completely open tip, and he used it to
gently brush across Eri's buttocks.

"Ah..." Eri's body trembled violently, almost knocking over Kano in front of her.

"No...no..."

A scream that was almost impossible to breathe.
It was hard to believe that this pure girl from a well-known girls' high school in Tokyo was struggling and twisting her body. But Miyahiko didn't care at all, sometimes drawing circles on her two mounds,
sometimes gently piercing into her flesh, especially brushing carefully on her back and waist.

"No...there...no..." Eri whimpered, twisting her buttocks with the movement of the brush,
her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and sweet whimpers began to appear in her moans...

"Mr. Kano, it's about time to probe down there, see if this girl is wet yet?"

"No...no..." Eri's limbs stiffened in an instant, her brows furrowed, and she tilted her
cute face up.

With slight hesitation, Gana reached out and touched the cleft of her thigh. The area where her hand touched was damp with sweat, and
she trembled slightly with shame.

"It's so hot, like a freshly baked cheese pizza."

Gana was almost speechless, realizing for the first time that a woman's body could become unusually hot after such intense stimulation.

"Eri, how is it? Now that you've touched me there, you know what it's like there. Shouldn't
you give in?"

"But..."

"Do you still want to be tortured?" The thick tip of the brush slid under Eri's armpit.

"Tell me... I'll tell you! So stop scratching there."

"Okay, then explain to Mr. Kano... no, to the new master..."

"Ah..." Eri initially shook her head, but soon after, she looked at Kano with shy eyes, her lips
trembling...

(IV)

Kano gazed in ecstasy at Eri's fresh and beautiful naked body. Her skin was smooth from her breasts to her thighs, seemingly
untouched by sunlight, appearing exceptionally white, especially her breasts, which had a bright sheen, revealing blue veins,
with light red areolas and small nipples at the apex. Another area that caught Kano's attention was her slender waist and full
buttocks. Right now, the desire there seemed unwilling to accept a man, but after a man's caresses, it would surely become
soft. It would definitely exude a seductive charm.

Thinking of slowly transforming such a body into something suitable for pampering in bed, Kano swallowed and reached out
to gently stroke Eri's waist under her armpits... When he touched her slender waist, Eri gasped and twisted her waist desperately.

"You're so sensitive." Kana enjoyed the sensation of flesh against his skin, stroking her waist and buttocks incessantly
, causing Eri's body to tremble.

Occasionally, she would let out a soft "No!" She had probably resigned herself to her fate, so the sound was barely audible, more
like a deep breath.

Kana's hands grew bolder, forcing his hand, which longed to attack her core, to move upwards further, finally
grasping her breasts directly.

"Kiss me!" After fully appreciating her full breasts, he hugged her slender waist and thrust his lips forward.

"Like this?" Eri tilted her head, making a cute gesture. Despite this cruel
treatment, she was forced to act coy; this instinct of the girl was both endearing and pitiful.

"Then...where should we go?"

"In...on the bed..."

This scene, seen by Kana, completely revealed his lustful expression, then he turned to look at Miyahiko.

"Hmph!... You're starting to use your charm, fine, I'll put you down, but once we're on the bed, you need to
show me your most important place." Surprisingly, Miyako said something lenient.

After being untied, she rested on the floor for a moment, then slowly sat down on the edge of the bed at Miyako's urging. As her upper
body leaned back, her buttocks thrust forward, and her most sensitive spot protruded. If she were to
be in this position under the torture of being tied up, she could bear it, but to do it by her own will was bound to be an extremely
intense feeling of shame. Eri covered her face with her right arm, pressing her left hand forcefully against her most shameful spot.

Miyako used a bamboo whip to pry her hand away. "I want to see here. Why are you covering it with your hand..."

"But..."

"Take it away!" As she resisted by tucking her hands between her thighs, the bamboo whip struck her fingers.

"No..."

Hearing the stubborn refusal, Miyahiko made a terrifying expression and then took cruel action. Miyahiko picked up
the aluminum tube he had just used and tied it to Eri's ankles. Just like before when she was hanging up, he spread her legs apart, tied her feet
to both ends of the aluminum tube, and then tied her hands together. He held one end of the rope in one hand and the middle of the aluminum tube in the other, and pulled the two
together forcefully. Her thighs, spread to their limit, were raised high, and Eri, who had no resistance, let out a painful
groan.

At this moment, Eri's body was in a position where her legs were tied to the middle of the aluminum tube and her feet were tied to both ends of the aluminum tube, forming
a posture with her legs spread apart and her back bent.

"You're really ruthless." Miyahiko did not answer immediately, but smiled and said, "I'm leaving," and left
the room.

(V)

After Miyahiko left the room, only Eri, with her legs spread to their limit, was left in the room in Kana. Her hands and feet were nailed to the aluminum tube, but her back was against the side of the bed, so she was not in too much pain. Such a posture was a great humiliation
for a high school girl . 　　"It's because you're disobedient that you've become like this," Kana said gently, but he didn't intend to untie Eri's ropes, and instead harbored a lewd desire to play with the cute high school girl in this position. 　　"Your vulva is beautiful," Kana praised, avoiding blocking the light shining on Eri with his body. 　　Eri's thighs, spread in an inverted V-shape, trembled, and the clitoris surrounded by black pubic hair emitted a fragrance. When Kana's rapid breath hit there, the black pubic hair swayed gently... 　　"No!" Eri screamed when his fingers touched the clitoris, and like a carnivorous plant stimulated , the clitoris contracted. 　　"How interesting!" Eri's body began to sway as she supported herself, and with the swaying, a youthful body odor emanated . Kana's curiosity drove him to continue playing with the clitoris with his fingers. 　　"It's so narrow here, it feels like it's going to trap my fingers." 　　After playing with her fingers for a while, Kano suddenly remembered the high school girl's flirtatious expression when she was tickled. He looked at the props lying on the carpet and picked up a brush that would make anyone's hair stand on end just by looking at it. Eri, who was particularly ticklish, screamed as soon as she saw it. 　　"Hehehe, you seem to know what this is for." Kano first brushed Eri 's throat with the soft brush. 　　"Ah...please...don't do this...this will kill me..." 　　Before he even started brushing her, Eri began to twist her body wildly. Kano watched the aluminum tube swing up and down, enjoying Eri's terrified expression, and then brushed her soles. 　　"Ah...no..." Her cute toes stretched out completely, spasming like ripples, the pain spreading from her soles to her legs. "Please don't do this...I'll do anything...don't do this..." 　　"You're willing to do anything?" He brushed from her thighs to her waist. 　　"Ah...please..." Eri screamed as the brush then invaded the soles of her feet. "No...no ...I'll die..." 　　The moment the brush touched her sensitive skin, Eri trembled as if electrocuted, crying loudly like a baby, cold sweat pouring down her body... 　　Like artificial insemination, Kano carefully caressed her inner thighs with the brush, gently brushing across her vulva. 　　"Ah..." Eri's back suddenly jerked, her hair flying through the air. 　　"No...please don't do it there..." Eri desperately twisted her body. 　　As the brush moved along the cleft of her inner thighs, a ripple-like tremor immediately appeared there. At the same time, dew was squeezed out, and after repeating this several times, Eri's cries weakened into coquettish sobs. The tension in her lower body had disappeared, only occasional spasmodic contractions remained. 　　Kano dropped the brush and switched to a paintbrush, trying to shift from a broad attack to a targeted one. Sliding across the canyon to the entrance of her anus, where a gentle rubbing caused Eri to let out a heart-wrenching scream, thrusting upwards with all her might. 　　"Hehe...how interesting..." 　　"No...not there...please...no..." 　　Kano ignored Eri's cries, continuing to rub her cute little hole with the soft tip of a brush. 　　"Ugh..." Eri's teeth chattered, almost fainting, the overflowing nectar seeming to help , flowing there as well. 　　"You're just a high school student, yet you're so sexy, what a bad girl." 　　Eri was still crying loudly, muttering in her sleep, "No..." 　　"So much sticky nectar flowing out!" Kano looked at the petals in surprise, thinking that this high school girl was far too sensitive, a good candidate for some discipline. Kano selected a thick, ugly thing from the cabinet, about 5 centimeters in diameter, a dildo 　　with an uneven surface . Kano looked at the dildo and then at Eri's young body, feeling an immense excitement. He hadn't realized when he'd developed an interest in playing with women's bodies. 　　"You know what this is for, right?" Kano pressed the head of the vibrating dildo against Eri's nose , a look of fear appearing in her hazy eyes. 　　"No…" 　　Kano pressed the head of the dildo against Eri's vulva. 　　"No…no…" Her weak resistance, her face flushed red to her ears, excited Kano even more . 　　"You want it, don't you?" 　　"That thing…" 　　"You're already wiggling your ass like that, and it's all wet…" 　　"But…I'm scared…" Eri's voice trembled slightly. 　　"Is it too big?" 　　"Yes..." 　　Kano reached out and grasped Eri's chin, immobilizing her, then brought his lips to hers. As if waiting for a long time, Eri opened her mouth, revealing her white teeth and beautiful tongue. During the kiss, she wrapped her tongue around the invading man's, sucking hard—a method Miyahiko Hachiya had taught her the night before. 　　"Did you agree?" 　　Eri rested her head on Kano's chest, nodding shyly. 　　"Be gentle..."

"Of course..."

Kana excitedly flicked Eri's cheek, then moved between her legs. Just moments before
, the stream in her valley seemed to overflow continuously, even wetting her back.

"Wow, amazing, it's like she's peeing."

"You're bullying me..."

"Hey, what a nice sound."

Adjusting the speed and temperature of the vibrating dildo, he gently pressed it against her inner thighs. Eri gasped, tilting
her head back. The vibrating dildo reached her inner thighs, seemingly about to penetrate, but suddenly it skipped over the valley.

"Ouch!" Eri, holding her breath, impatiently twisted her hips, but the vibrating dildo aimed at her tight
anus.

"Ah! Not here..." Her clitoris tightened, twisting in mid-air, but the head of the dildo had already slowly
penetrated her anus.

"No!" A "woo-woo" sound came from her throat, while she shook her bound hands.

"Come on, relax your hips."

"Ah..." Eri let out a weak cry.

In an instant, she felt an intense stimulation in her anus.

"Please spare me...it'll leak out..."

"If it leaks out, that'll be troublesome. Let's do an enema first..." "No enema...don't just leave it there..." Eri pleaded, whimpering amidst

the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body . 　　"What do you want me to do?" 　　"That kind of thing..." 　　"How would I know if you don't tell me?" 　　Using vibrations, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, to induce extreme distress in Eri, Kano teased her verbally. This method was exactly the same as the one used by Hachiya Miyahiko last night, but Kano didn't know. If he did, who knows what kind of expression he would make. 　　"Still up there..." Eri finally uttered the most embarrassing words. 　　"Is it here?" Kano moved upwards. 　　That was the perineum, a place with many sensitive spots. Yoga also emphasized this area; for women, it was even more sensitive than the clitoris—a mysterious part. 　　"Come on, open your mouth and take it in..." 　　Kano revealed his large penis, gently patting Eri's cute cheek, its veins bulging. 　　"No..." Eri smelled a masculine odor and turned her face away. 　　"Then we'll have to do an enema..." 　　"No... no enema..." Eri said, trembling all over. 　　"Then give me a service!" 　　"Yes..." Eri slightly parted her cute lips and gently took it in. 　　"With your tongue." 　　"Ugh..." The thick penis filled her mouth, and with her hands tied, Eri struggled to curl her tongue around the glans. 　　At this moment, Kana also moved the dildo into the crevice and slowly inserted it. The wet opening was exceptionally easy to enter, and it was completely inserted in one go. 　　"Ugh... ugh..." The intense stimulation made Eri twist her body constantly, sweating profusely, her face flushed, but she dared not spit out Kana's penis, and desperately licked it. 　　"Alright, the main event is about to begin." 　　After Kana pulled out his penis, he aimed it at the honey-filled crevice and inserted it deeply. At the same time, Eri screamed ... (VI) 　　Miyahiko Hachiya was on the second floor of a coffee shop in a bustling street. Women all said he was very handsome. He gained trust with his easygoing smile and gentle manners, then led her into a room. When the woman was off guard, he would drug her with aphrodisiacs, then reveal his true nature, slapping her, tying her up, spanking her, and using various methods to make her submit. When the woman was completely subdued, he would resume his incredibly gentle and considerate lovemaking. The woman thought this change was love. 　　After making the woman his slave, he would sell her to wealthy businessmen or friends. Then he would look for the next target. He usually liked to find students who were inexperienced in the ways of the world and play with them like a game. 　　At this moment, Miyahiko saw a woman downstairs wearing a dark blue dress. The skirt was very short. Of course, he dared to wear such a dress because he was confident in his legs . The curves of his legs were beautiful. She had a lovely face and seemed to be of mixed Western and Chinese descent. Perhaps her companion was lost, and she looked around anxiously. 　　(I've taken a liking to this woman.) Miyahiko stood up, a smile on his face that would reassure any woman… Part Two: Asami – The Opened Crack (Part 1) 　　The disheveled state of her kimono is one of the most arousing sights for a man's lust. Especially with a pure face, in a sacred and inviolable place. Izumi Yuriko's current posture is one that completely exposes a woman's most shameful parts. 　　Izumi Yuriko is a 22-year-old renowned tea ceremony teacher, whose beautiful and noble temperament makes her seem sacred and inviolable. But now, in front of this man, she shamefully raises her elegant kimono, revealing a mysterious crack, and right there in the most sacred tea ceremony classroom. 　　"No… don't tie me up…" 　　With her hands simply pulled behind her back and bound with a towel, Yuriko trembles like a little bird. How could this be possible in a place like this? It was something Yuriko, who had a good environment, could never imagine, but this man had done 　　the impossible . 　　Through the open door of the tea room, one could see the trees in the courtyard, their shadows falling on the pebbly path. It was a very quiet afternoon. 　　"Mami's coming back." He managed to say this with great effort, desperately trying to stop himself from using his lewd methods on the woman's body. 　　"If she comes back, let him admire her!" The man laughed, then stroked her full buttocks. 　　"A woman's body is truly unfathomable. When she's wearing a kimono, you'd never imagine she has such big buttocks . 　　" "No…don't touch me…" 　　Wearing a kimono, Yuriko's curves weren't visible; only after she took it off could one slowly discover the fullness of her body hidden beneath. The man squinted his eyes excitedly.

"Mr. Hachiya, we can't do this here! What if Asami sees us? Please stop..."

"Hmph! You don't seem to know your place. Do you think you can order me around?" Hachiya Miyahiko
sat cross-legged in the tea room, reaching out to hug Yuriko's buttocks from behind.

Asami had a beautiful face, and her smile resembled that of a pop idol. Talent scouts had discovered her many times
, but she was always rejected by her older sister, Yuriko. Her parents, far away in America, probably wouldn't approve either.

Asami's body was still young and cute, but her long legs, slender waist, and the curves of her developing
breasts and buttocks all displayed a vibrant youth.

This young Asami, in the prime of her youth, had
her virginity taken so easily by one man—Hachiya Miyahiko, a master manipulator of high school girls.

Faced with a seasoned veteran like Miyahiko, a young lady like Asami, lacking social experience, was utterly defenseless
.

While shopping, he approached her with a gentle smile and a handsome face.
His slender physique, for a man, made her relax and listen to his humorous remarks. When she came to her senses, her skirt
and underwear were already removed.

This isn't an exaggeration; Miyahiko possessed a charm he himself didn't understand, unconsciously
generating a powerful attraction for women.

Then she thought…this guy feels really good. Then she wanted to do things for such a man, ultimately
becoming his slave.

Hachiya possessed an indescribable, gloomy personality, harboring deep-seated torment, a desperate,
agonizing struggle to escape.

Beneath his handsome face lay this morbidity, which, in a woman's eyes, evoked a maternal
glow.

Regardless of the circumstances, the seventeen-year-old beauty, Izumi Asami, was completely controlled by Hachiya.

"Asami's body is amazing!"

On the hotel bed, Asami experienced a pleasure akin to flying through the air. Since birth,
no one except her parents had ever seen her naked in front of a man, yet Asami was unable to resist.

"The drug's probably taking effect," Miyako thought to himself.

Miyako had obtained a specially made aphrodisiac from a friend; supposedly, once ingested, it would render her completely unable to resist a man's
temptation, especially a high school girl like Asami.

Asami's breasts were beautiful, with elegant curves, somewhat immature, yet possessing a youthful beauty, especially
her nipples, still a lovely pink.

When her breasts were kissed, goosebumps rose all over her body. This innocent high school girl, with one breast gently rubbed and the other
played with by a man's tongue, was already completely captivated.

"You're so sensitive, I'm very touched,"

Miyako said, noticing that as long as he gently gave her pleasure, Asami's upper body would tremble slightly. At this
point, there was no need to rush. Miyako began to slowly savor the pleasure of possessing a virgin.

"These are such lovely breasts. Though small, they are beautifully shaped, and have adorable pink nipples.
They are simply wonderful."

Asami was speechless, her face flushed red to her ears. At first, she only felt a tickle, but now even breathing became difficult
. Her whole body felt feverish and weak, yet every place the man touched brought her immense pleasure.

Her skin began to glow pink, and she felt herself sweating. Miyahiko continued to caress her, while simultaneously observing
the changes in the young naked body.

He rested his face against her already erect breasts and reached down to her lower abdomen. He stroked the beautiful mounds
, caressing the curled pubic hair that had just been removed from her panties.

"Ah... there... no..."

It was only a formal resistance. Since she was old enough to understand, her secret place had never been touched, so naturally she had to say some
words of resistance. But the man did not reach the part Asami had imagined. He went past that spot and touched down her smooth thighs
.

"Such wonderful elasticity, smooth and delicate skin."

"You mean it's very rough..." Asami finally spoke, because that was the part she cared about the most.

"How could that be? If they were any thinner, they wouldn't have the charm of a woman. Your legs are neither too thick nor too thin; they're the most perfect
legs."

His hand slipped inside her thigh, pinching it as if checking its elasticity.

"Really?"

No matter how good a girl's figure is, she
's always concerned about how men perceive her thighs or buttocks. Mami stared wide-eyed at the man.

"Of course it's true. Not only are they beautifully shaped, but they're also legs that make my heart flutter."

"That's good..."

She slowly closed her eyes, as if relieved, her long eyelashes becoming even more prominent, revealing a cute expression.

"Ah..." Miyako gently touched the budding flower along the base of her thigh. A sound like surprise mixed with anger
; the bud was tender yet soft and elastic.

"I'm scared..."

She twisted her legs, as if trying to push the man's hand away, but this movement only made his hand
penetrate deeper. There were slightly protruding fleshy bumps there, his fingers lightly kneading them, seemingly touching but not actually touching.

"No...no..." Fear filled her voice as Mami squeezed her legs together even tighter and twisted.

"It's because you twist like that that it touches that place."

"No...don't touch there..." Mami said no, but still followed Miyahiko's instructions to separate
her twisting legs. Seeing her defenseless lower body, Miyahiko couldn't help but lick his lips.

It took a great deal of effort to finally get this high school girl into a position like she was waiting for surgery, lying on the snow-white sheets, her young, beautiful naked body slightly sweaty. The anxiety and anticipation
before giving up her virginity, which she had guarded for 17 years , were completely expressed in this naked body. 　　Such a captivating sight was not easily seen. Most people, seeing this situation, would have already been unable to resist pouncing on her and deeply inserting their penis. But Miyahiko wouldn't do that. He wanted to subdue the girl through cruel whipping and binding, then make her completely his slave, and then subject her to a series of perverse training sessions, making her a complete tool for men.

Asami tightly closed her eyes, anticipating what was to come, unaware that the future would be a series of terrifying nightmares
.

(II)

(The surgery is about to begin...)

Miyako deliberately and carefully stroked her curly pubic hair, sliding his fingers along the edge of the cleft, his fingertips touching
something soft.

The previous caresses had taken effect; that part had surpassed the restraint of a virgin and had fully fermented.
As he gently rubbed it with his fingers, honey gradually seeped out.

"Asami has a young and lovely face, but here she is completely an adult..."

"I don't know about that kind of thing..." The sweet voice indicated that she had completely surrendered. She revealed
the expression of a gentle woman completely dominated by the man's fingers.

"I should taste it now." After Miyako finished speaking, he lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to lick the cleft.

"Ouch... no..." Asami screamed.

"That's a dirty place..." Miyako pressed down on her buttocks, which wanted to escape, with both hands, and used his tongue more carefully
, teasing the sensitive clitoris, licking the petals and gently entering the center.

"Ah...please spare me..." Asami was stimulated more intensely than ever before, twisting her entire
body desperately. Initially trying to escape, Asami seemed to have caught the gentle licking, and only rapid breathing remained.

Kan's tongue technique was exquisite. He was a genius when it came to techniques that pleased women. He took
the petals into his mouth, gently sucking, and lightly inserted them into the slightly parted center. What would normally be an excessively stimulating
caress for a virgin became gentle foreplay through Kan's tongue.

Asami's mind was in chaos; she couldn't even distinguish what was happening. The stimulation from the man felt
incredibly sweet. Asami unconsciously began to sob. She was no longer herself, tears of surrender streaming down her face,
already feeling willing to give everything to the man.

Soon after, Kan's tongue aimed below the overflowing nectar, at the perineum. As
he licked there as if gently tickling, Asami's lower body twitched violently, then moved further down to the tightly contracting area below
.

"Ah..." The unusual stimulation made Mami involuntarily lift her buttocks. She tried to escape by clenching her buttocks tightly.

"Not there..." Her cute anus was being harassed by the tip of a tongue, and Mami let out a series of
screams.

"If you keep moving around like this, I'm going to tie you up." Guan Yan said this, lifting his head from between Mami's legs.

Mami felt a strong sense of fear when she saw the man's expression. Had she encountered a terrifying man? The man
's expression in front of her was so gloomy. His nose and lips were covered with a woman's juices, emitting a lewd sheen, making the man
's expression even more terrifying.

"No... I don't want to be tied up..."

Although a certain premonition made her feel afraid, this beautiful high school girl found that she had
no other way but to plead with her sweet voice. Naked, being caressed by a man's tongue in a secret place that she couldn't tell anyone
, what way could a virgin resist?

"Then, you have to listen to me."

Mami nodded slightly. This was the man's first command. Then, she drifted into her fading consciousness
, vaguely sensing that she was about to become a woman completely obedient to this man.

Yuriko Kazumi bowed her head to the pillar. The dog-like posture
was extremely humiliating for a young lady of high birth, even for any behavior.

Her hands were tied behind her back, and her neck was fastened to the bolt. What made Yuriko even more painful was that her clothes were completely lifted up,
her bare buttocks completely exposed to the man. In fact, what was even more painful was that while she was in this lewd posture,
her body felt pleasure as the man played with her bare buttocks.

"Lift your buttocks a little higher!"

Because this position was so painful, she involuntarily collapsed on the tatami mat, and immediately heard the man's reprimand
.

"I'm so sad..." she cried, feeling the man's gaze approaching her most shameful
part. The man's breath hit her there, and thinking about how her own part was completely open, she wished she could disappear into
the ground.

"What a nice ass! So full." Miyako had been observing Yuriko's ass as if admiring a work of art.

It was indeed a beautiful ass, showing the maturity of a twenty-two-year-old woman,
gleaming like an expensive ceramic vase.

And the valley between the two mounds was an indescribable sight. A light red with a hint of right. The mature
petals turned outwards, loose and parted because of the man's constant teasing. From the parted opening,
a deep red inner vulva was revealed, from which dew flowed. On it, the chrysanthemum was also fully exposed.

When he got tired of playing with the lower part, Miyako's fingers turned to that side. Played with by his fingers, Yuriko lost her
ability to think. It was as if a feeling that melted her whole body came from there, making Yuriko feel fear.

"It's already very soft, and you seem to be very talented in this aspect as well."

"Don't do that there..." Her desperately raised buttocks fell down, her legs bent, and she became kneeling.

At that moment, she was immediately slapped. A crisp sound rang out, and Yuriko's snow-white buttocks instantly turned red.

"It hurts...please...don't hit me anymore..."

Yuriko's father had never hit her, so her voice sounded particularly sorrowful. This was her first
physical examination in her life. She felt pain, but even more painful was the humiliation of being beaten. Yuriko knew that exposing her buttocks to
a man and being beaten was worse than death.

Any resistance would result in being beaten like this. Miyahiko was merciless in his blows;
handprints immediately appeared on her snow-white buttocks, showing how hard he was hitting her.

To avoid being beaten, Yuriko raised her buttocks again, a gesture of begging to be played with.

"It's too cruel...it's too cruel..." Yuriko cried out in pain, moving her body...

After being beaten several times, red, swollen stripes appeared on her buttocks, forming intricate fingerprints on her snow-white skin.

"Ah...please..."

It hurt so much there, and after the pain subsided, her striped buttocks would itch unbearably.

"What's wrong?" Miyahiko asked with a smile, observing Yuriko's expression.

Compared to her younger sister Asami, Yuriko's appearance was rather plain; Asami had a glamorous air, but Yuriko's beauty was...
A sense of gentleness. For Miyako Hachiya, it was the first time he had simultaneously possessed two sisters, one twenty-one and the other seventeen.
He wanted to compare their appearances and their womanly aspects, to compare the sensations there, and the actions at that time, so
he proceeded.

Yuriko, of course, was unaware that the man was calmly observing her, and she couldn't care less about what to say.

"Ah..."

She couldn't say it; if she showed weakness, she didn't know what this man would do. However, she had already exceeded
her limit of endurance.

"Please...please..."

"Scratch it...it's so itchy...scratch it..."

Once she said it, she didn't care about anything else; like a dam bursting, her shameful request flooded out.

"Where does it itch? Is it here?" Miyako was wicked, deliberately going over her buttocks and playing with her groin with his fingers.
"How interesting, the groin flows out even when you're not talking."

The spring kept gushing out. Yuriko could imagine what was happening to her groin. But now she had no
strength left, and felt ashamed.

"No...not there..."

Yuriko twisted her hips forcefully, unaware that this movement would arouse the man's sadistic desires.

"Then, is it here?" This time, he played with her most sensitive clitoris.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore."

There was intense sensuality, and she didn't know why she felt such a strong sensation. Yuriko couldn't help but shed
hot tears.

"You're so horny. You're like a stalactite, all wet, and my fingers are sliding inside." The man's hand finally
touched her buttocks.

"Ah...it feels so good..." Yuriko made a comfortable sound as the man gently rubbed with his nails.
However, this friction only intensified the itching sensation.

"Ah...don't stop."

"This request is too selfish. It's unfair that only you feel comfortable."

"Ah...please, there...ah...I'll do anything...so please..."
Her hair flew wildly as she shook her head violently.

"You said you'd agree to anything, right?"

"I said...please..."

Kan's eyes began to scan the tea room.

"What's this tool called?"

Yuriko gasped when she saw what the man was holding. It was a teaspoon,
a tea-making spoon used to stir tea. Not just teaspoons, but for anyone dedicated to the tea ceremony, the tools in the tea room were sacred and inviolable, more
precious than life itself.

"Very good, try inserting this here."

"No...no..." Yuriko screamed in surprise.

This man actually wanted to insert a teaspoon into her anus.

"No..."

But after being rubbed and moistened by Yuriko's own secretions, it still went in.

"Hey...it seems to have grown a tail..." Miyahiko laughed happily.

(III)

"Ugh...ugh..."

Yuriko could no longer speak. The feeling of this thing being inserted into her anus far exceeded Yuriko's imagination
. The abnormal sensation completely dominated Yuriko. It couldn't tighten up, it made her completely relaxed, all her senses were
concentrated there and she couldn't think of anything else.

"No more...please...pull it out already!"

Yuriko wanted this to stop quickly, willing to do anything to stop it. She knew there was no other way to escape
this cruel situation.

"Mr. Hachiya, please...I want it..."

"Oh...is this hole wanting a man's thing?"

"Yes...it wants it..." Yuriko blushed deeply.

"Hehe...it looks so good, wagging the tail that grows from your buttocks, wag it! Wag it hard
, use this to seduce me."

Yuriko had no choice but to wiggle her sexy buttocks, wiggling them incessantly. The

tea room was filled with a strong smell—women's sweat, women's nectar, women's tears—because the desire for
a man was like a young lady abandoning her feminine reserve, a decadent fragrance arose.

Even Miyahiko, tempted by this, began to show signs. His penis swelled to the point of almost painful
pain. He pulled down his pants, his penis, still at a sharp angle, throbbed like a horse neighing in the lewd atmosphere of the room.

"Ah...finally...I'm so happy..." Yuriko sensed the atmosphere, opened her eyes, and said.

"Do you want this?"

"Yes...I want this..."

The teaspoon was pulled out, and in an instant, she focused her attention on her anus, which was exposed to air
. But before she could determine the cause of the sensation, she applied grease there.

"It hurts...it hurts..."

That wasn't the place Yuriko wanted. Right where it had just been pulled out, an even stronger pain occurred. She
couldn't make a sound. The pain and the strange sensation made her struggle in agony. The invading thing directly pressed against Yuriko
's internal organs.

"Mom...Mom, come save me..." she cried out to her mother's shadow.

Miyahiko looked down into the tight structure of her lower body, concentrating all his strength there.

For a man, the first time digging a tunnel is arduous, but once it begins, it must be completed. Enduring
the immense pain, looking at the beautiful tea ceremony teacher who was about to faint, Miyahiko felt a little sad.

After digging a tunnel in the tea room and experiencing this sensation, this tea ceremony teacher will become a woman who can't live without me
. She's only twenty-two years old, a woman with a future, and I feel sorry for her.

(Hehe...this is so unlike me.) But I immediately dismissed that feeling.

"It's really tight, but you'll soon find it more comfortable here."

After saying this, Hachiya Miyahiko hugged Yuriko's plump buttocks and began to thrust deeply, pumping in and
out.

(IV)

Next to the old doorplate of "Izumi Residence," I walked through the door with the "Teaching Tea Ceremony" signboard, and Izumi Asami
immediately sensed movement.

(Strange, my sister should be attending a tea ceremony today.)

While her parents and grandparents traveled to Europe for a month, only her older sister Yuriko and she stayed at home.
Mami loved this quiet house, slightly off the coast. Most of the buildings had been converted into modern high-rises or plazas,
but the teahouse remained unchanged.

Yuriko, five years older than Mami, had graduated from a vocational school and now taught tea ceremony at the teahouse. She already
had a fiancé chosen by her parents, so it was more of a training ground than housework. However, her tea ceremony skills, honed since childhood
, were very advanced, and her student base was constantly growing. Her simple personality and pure beauty made her very popular, and she often
taught tea ceremony

outside the home. Mami, of course, knew that Yuriko was often worried about her fondness for going to bustling streets. But this worry
had recently changed. Yuriko noticed that the usually cheerful and lively Mami had become quieter and often
lost in thought. This was more troublesome than her love of playing. Because her parents were traveling, Yuriko felt a
responsibility.

One day, Yuriko decided to follow Mami. She saw Asami meet a young man, and the
two of them, seemingly forced, enter a hotel together.

To Yuriko, Asami clearly seemed frightened. The gloomy atmosphere didn't resemble that of a couple. Yuriko
immediately concluded that Asami was being threatened by a man for some reason. She had to save her quickly.

Of course, Yuriko believed she couldn't possibly know that all of Miyahiko's women would turn out that way.

Yuriko decided to negotiate with the man behind Asami's back. Yuriko demanded that the man break up with Asami
.

Miyahiko smiled bitterly; he immediately realized that this beautiful woman had misunderstood. Izumi Asami was Miyahiko's captive,
or rather, his slave. She was a lovely woman who had come willingly to be bound and sexually abused.

But Miyahiko didn't explain; he gazed at Yuriko.

A breakup was possible, but with conditions.

She could only agree once. The beautiful older sister, agreeing to sacrifice herself for her lovely younger sister. It was a tragic resolve,
a beautiful sense of mission; perhaps Yuriko saw the tragic heroine in herself. But this was extremely dangerous
.

I won't go into detail here about the method Minetani used in that one and only time. Yuriko experienced
the pleasure of womanhood for the first time. Yuriko wasn't a virgin, of course; she had had multiple sexual experiences with her fiancé, but
the pleasure Minetani gave her had taken everything from her.

"One more time..." As Minetani Miyahiko made his final, deep penetration, Yuriko began to make this
request.

"Please promise me...one more time..." Yuriko thought, this
situation was already decided when she agreed to sacrifice herself for her sister.

"Meet me, and then...love me..."

She said it while enduring the shame, worried about being ridiculed; if that happened, she wouldn't be able to live.

Miyahiko's response was a sweet and deep, passionate kiss, a sweet kiss that made Yuriko feel as if she were melting, a
long, sweet kiss where their mouths and tongues were indistinguishable. Yuriko felt her brain being sucked in; he had such terrifying
skills. Something hot was moving inside her below, and at the same time, she was melting into one with it above. When
their lips parted, Yuriko experienced mild anemia. She couldn't believe such wonderful pleasure could exist in the world
.

But this was just the prelude; new stimulation appeared in her lower body, causing itching there,
as the thick, hot penis powerfully stirred.

"Perhaps once isn't enough..." Yuriko thought in her almost unconscious state...

Today, she dressed up to greet Miyahiko because he had asked her to have tea in the tea room.

(V)

Asami quietly walked over from the courtyard, sensing unusual noises in the tea room. Sure enough, there was someone in the tea room.

(A robber...?) Asami thought her sister had been violated by a robber. She

was indeed bound, her neck seemingly tied with a rope. But no, it was obvious that her sister, Yuriko, had
subjectively offered up the plump buttocks that her younger sister had admired.

It was an unusual scene of intercourse, with intermittent sounds of suffering. The position of the man's body was also strange
; in short, it was very unusual.

Asami quietly approached and then saw clearly.

(It's with her buttocks... sex...)

Asami saw the man clearly; there was no mistake. He was the man Asami loved,
the man who had suddenly lost contact, the man who had taken Asami's virginity and made her give up everything.

"How is it? Does your buttocks taste good?"

The scene in the tea room continued to unfold.

"Ah... I'm scared... I'm going to die..." It was a sweet voice that even Asami had never heard before.

"Will you do this to Asami too?"

"Not yet, I can't bear to let her become a lewd woman like you..."

"Ah... I'm so happy. You mustn't do this to Asami, only do it to me, because I am a lewd
woman..."

"Are you already experiencing pleasure? For the sake of the lewd Yuriko, well said, but I have to train you."

"Ah... so comfortable... Miyahiko... Miyahiko..."

Asami covered her ears with her hands and squatted in the yard.

(Why? Why is this happening?)

How could such a virtuous older sister become like this, using her lewd buttocks to seduce Asami's beloved Miyahiko.

(Sister…this is too much.)

Miyahiko Hachitani didn't turn around, but he sensed the movement behind him. He was waiting for Asami to return.
Miyahiko had imagined this scene several times.

"Asami, come in too," Miyahiko said calmly.

"What?" Asami was almost stunned into fainting; it was Yuriko more than Asami.

"Asami…"

But there was no way to turn around; even if she wanted to, she couldn't move because her neck was tied to the pillar. And even in
this tense situation, the indifferent man would continue to thrust forcefully, making it impossible for her to turn around.

"Ah…this is too cruel, don't look…I can't look…"

At this moment, Asami heard Miyahiko's words and entered the tea room. Wearing a dark blue school uniform, her cute face
was expressionless, like a mask.

"Sister, why…why?"

His tone was intense, not questioning the man's infidelity first, but instead directing his emotional attack at the woman
.

"Ah... Asami...it's not like that...there's a reason..."

Yuriko cried out, but no matter how much she cried, with a man's thick penis inserted into her, forming a lewd doggy-style
position, nothing she said mattered.

"Your sister offered her ass to me just so I would break up with you."

Miyahiko Hachiya, who had been observing their expressions, knew everything was proceeding as he predicted, and gave
Asami a smug, cold smile.

"So I would break up with Mr. Miyahiko?" Asami's pale face regained its color. "That's impossible
."

The man's words easily shattered the beautiful sisters' bond.

"I want it too...I want it too..." Asami murmured.

With his penis still inserted in Yuriko's anus, Miyahiko pulled Asami closer.

"Asami..." Miyahiko kissed her tearful, beautiful red lips. "I really want to see you."

"Me too." Asami sobbed as she desperately responded to the man's kiss.

It was a very passionate kiss, and Asami's body softened from its tense stiffness.

"Asami, lift your skirt, take off only your panties, and raise your buttocks here like your older sister."

"Do you want me too?" Asami's tears glistened, knowing that her buttocks could also receive affection,
she cried tears of joy.

"Yuriko, you saw it all, don't blame me, I'm going to do it with Asami, you just wait here obediently." "

Ah...no...please..."

As the penis was pulled out, Yuriko screamed, the sorrow, pain, and incomprehension of the situation leaving Yuriko
's mind blank, her reason collapsing.

On the other hand, Asami was experiencing the same thing. Anger, jealousy, shame, devotion...and
the flames of sensuality poured out like a storm.

Trapped in an emotional choice that couldn't solve anything, Asami could only choose to do as the man said and insert it
into her own buttocks as well.

The beautiful female student lifted her uniform skirt high, presenting her cute, bare buttocks to Miyahiko, and
said in a praying tone:

"Tie me up too..."

(VI)

"Haha... okay... my cute little angel..."

Miyahiko skillfully tied Mami and Yuriko together side by side.

"Hehe... Yuriko... I'm going to love your sister properly..." Miyahiko tried to further incite
the jealousy between the sisters.

"No... don't do this to me..." Yuriko cried out.

"Miyahiko... love me..." Mami called out defiantly.

Seeing the jealousy in Mami's eyes, Miyahiko was eager to snatch back the man she couldn't forget.

(Women's jealousy is truly terrifying...)

Miyahiko used his tongue to suck on Mami's tender nipple, gently caressing it, and Mami couldn't help but shiver slightly
.

"Ah..."

"Mami, do you remember the oral sex techniques I taught you... show them to your sister."

"Yes..." Mami answered absentmindedly, her mind only knowing how to please this man. Asami
immediately parted her tender lips and took the huge penis into her mouth, licking it with her tongue.

"Lick it slowly, lick your sister's filth clean..."

Asami licked down the glans again and again, like a delicious candy, but her eyes shone with
a lewd light.

(Asami has changed... she's so different from before the first time she was trained...) Miyako could

n't help but smile bitterly. "Yuriko, do you want to help your sister?"

"Ah... please spare me..." Yuriko couldn't believe that the Asami in front of her was the innocent
sister she used to know.

"How could this be... how could this be..."

Seeing Asami's lewd behavior, Yuriko's consciousness was gradually blurred by the lewd atmosphere
, and her flower gradually became wet.

Miyako turned around and pulled Yuriko close for a deep kiss.

"Yuriko... I love you too..."

Yuriko felt the man's saliva, and a wave of pleasure made her brain feel completely intoxicated, as if it were lacking oxygen. She struggled
for a moment before completely surrendering...

Miyahiko skillfully licked Yuriko's breasts, slowly moving towards her wet, secret cave, thrusting in and out with varying depths.

"Ah... God forgive me... I can't lose this man..." Yuriko felt
a surge of desire to compete with her sister.

Seeing Miyahiko passionately kissing her sister's secret cave and unconcerned about sucking in her juices, Asami's jealousy intensified
...

(No... no... Miyahiko loves me... Am I not doing enough?)

Asami worked even harder with her mouth... Her once lovely lips, already straining to swallow the huge penis,
were now slightly swollen and red from excessive friction.

(It's time...) Miyahiko smiled and untied Yuriko and Asami. The two women, like competitors
, swarmed forward, completely abandoning etiquette and manners, vying to please the man before them. Yuriko
even licked Miyahiko's anus with her tongue, the unique fishy smell further arousing her desire.

"Please...please..." Yuriko murmured.

"No...Miyahiko...love me first..." Asami also raised her head and pleaded.

"You two lie down together, raise your legs together...hurry up..." Miyahiko suddenly commanded with a stern face
.

"Yes...yes..."

Asami, afraid of being beaten by her older sister, immediately lay down and desperately raised her legs. Her cute and innocent face radiated
an unusual glow.

Yuriko hesitated...

(Ah...such a shameful action)

"Hehe...it seems that my older sister still doesn't understand the situation...do you want me to put the teaspoon into your ass again
?"

"No...spare me...yes..."

Yuriko reluctantly raised her legs... and thus, the sisters' secret passages were fully exposed to Miyahiko.

Two stunning beauties desperately raised their snow-white thighs, revealing their most shameful parts; such a lewd
sight would be unbearable for anyone to witness, and Miyahiko felt his penis throbbing painfully.

(Ah... what a beautiful sight... but it's not time to penetrate yet...)

Miyahiko still had many lewd plans in his mind...

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