Wife's Sadness 2

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Chapter Two of The Sorrowful Song of a Married Woman: The Gift of Alluring Flesh

(Part 1)

Banbu's words were all true; he was clearly a thug. A cruel smile
played his shoulders as he approached. He was flanked by two henchmen, clearly a member of a yakuza gang.

"Banbu, what good news? Bringing me to a place like this, I hope it's not just a casual affair!"

This young man was Ryuya. He was having fun with a barmaid at the hotel when he was suddenly summoned here, so naturally he was quite
unhappy.

He glanced at Emiko with a displeased expression. Although his face wasn't clear, his
posture—arms raised high, standing on tiptoe—aroused Ryuya's curiosity. Even through his clothes, it was immediately apparent that he possessed a voluptuous body
. His beautiful figure, clad in fashionable high heels, was undeniably alluring.

"You'll definitely be satisfied," Banbu said, looking Emiko up and down.

"Oh! This woman is the gift you were talking about?" Ryuya approached Emiko.

"What... what are you doing..."

Suddenly, her hair was grabbed, and her face was tilted back, causing Emiko to cry out in pain.

"Banbu!... This woman..."

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"She's Emiko... it's Emiko."

The cigarette she had been holding in her mouth fell to the ground. A look of surprise appeared on her face, then turned into a lecherous
one .

"Hehehe, I really didn't expect to see her in a place like this. It's quite a surprise."

"No one has touched her yet."

Seeing Ryuya's satisfied expression, Banbu was relieved.

A lewd glint shone in Ryuya's eyes as he stared intently at Emiko, his earlier displeasure
completely vanished.

"She's already yours, young master. But she won't just obediently let you manipulate her. Because she's a sturdy horse."

"Ban-bu, you're amazing, well done. Hehehe, this woman, I dream about her all the time."

Emiko desperately tried to turn her face away, but Ryuya grabbed her hair and forced her to turn back to him.

"Let go! Let go!"

Emiko screamed, humiliated by being treated like merchandise. Besides, men like Ryuya were
exactly the type Emiko hated most. All bluster and frivolity; just seeing someone like that made her feel nauseous.

"You're still as energetic as ever, ma'am! It's been so long!"

"What…"

The unexpected words startled Emiko, who looked at Ryuya in surprise. She seemed to recognize him, but…
she couldn't place him.

"Last time you stomped on my foot so hard on the train, I need to thank you properly today."

Emiko's face paled even more at the thought of that incident .

"You are…"

"Hehehe, you remember now. But I haven't forgotten you for a single day, the feeling of your plump buttocks
…"

"You dared to do something like that… Get away! Don't come near me."

Seeing Ryuya's malicious smile filled her with a fear that almost made her faint. She felt that Ryuya
was even more lewd than Banbe, a terrifying person like a snake.

She still clearly remembered the shame and humiliation she had suffered on the train.
She had been , but none of it had caused her the same intense distress as Ryuya. Just thinking about it made her nauseous,
but now that her opponent was Ryuya, Emiko was nearly driven mad.

"You not only stepped on my foot, but you also slapped me. Hehehe… that's a hefty price to pay."

Ryuya chuckled coldly before reaching out to wrap his arm around Emiko's waist. Emiko was immediately pulled closer by Ryuya.

"Ah, what are you doing!" Emiko screamed sharply, instinctively twisting her body.

"Do you still need to ask? Of course, we'll continue what we didn't finish on the train. Your ass is the best it can ever be
."

"No! I won't agree!"

"Even if you don't want to, I'll still do it. After I enjoy your ass, I'll formally thank you. That's
punishment for the slap you gave me, hehehe."

"I don't want a beast like you!" Emiko's voice began to tremble with fear. This person
didn't seem to be just raping her, but also humiliating her... A terrible premonition arose in her heart.

Banbu stood beside her and spoke, as if confirming Emiko's terrible premonition.

"Our young master won't be satisfied with ordinary methods...hehehe, he's what you call a sadist.
Especially with a woman's anus, you know? Her buttocks."

"How could such a thing be..."

"Using these things to play with your buttocks, our young master is a genius, he'll definitely make you cry
."

Banbu began to arrange the terrifying instruments he had prepared for Ryuya in
front of . A huge glass enema device emitting a terrifying luster. An anal dildo. Glass rods of different sizes,
anal dilators, etc., were all things Emiko had never seen before. Although she didn't know what they were used for, she could at least
guess that they were sex toys used to torture women.

Emiko's heart seemed to stop completely due to the intense fear, and she felt like she was going to faint. Just as I expected…
From the first moment I saw Ryuya, I knew this wouldn't be ordinary sex; I was going to be humiliated…

“Banbe, you’re so clever, hehehe.”

Ryuya’s eyes were already burning with lewd lust. He pulled Emiko’s body closer and immediately reached out
to touch her buttocks.

“What are you doing! Don’t do this!”

Emiko began to twist her buttocks violently, letting out a loud scream. Her plump buttocks
trembled ; Emiko was already disregarding everything! She twisted her bound body wildly, using all her strength to resist.

“Hehehe, the more you resist, the more excited I get. But your buttocks are really sexy.”

Ryuya happily continued to caress her skirt. Not long after, the groping hand tried to slip inside Jiang Meizi's skirt.

"Ah! No! Stop!"

Jiang Meizi's leg instinctively flew up. In that instant, Long, kicked by Jiang Meizi, fell backward to the ground.

"Ouch! How dare you do this!"

Ryuu screamed in pain, unable to stand up immediately because the area where he'd been kicked—his crotch—was his most vulnerable spot.

"This is because you went too far! I won't listen to you!" Jiang Meizi
said angrily, her face pale. Her eyes glared at Ryuu, but she couldn't hide her fear. Jiang Meizi couldn't show weakness now
; if she did, she didn't know what kind of humiliation she would suffer.

"Young Master, I did say that,"

Banbu said helplessly, walking over to pick Ryuu up. He whispered in his ear as he held him.

Although Ryuu had been with many women, his foolish behavior towards a woman as alluring as Jiang
Meizi stemmed from his inability to remain calm in the face of the woman he admired.

"Banbu, I know without you saying it."

Having calmed down after being kicked by Emiko, a faint, cold smile appeared on Ryuya's lips.

"Hehehe, what a tough woman. She doesn't seem easy to train... but correspondingly, the fun is
great."

Ryuya smiled bitterly. He found
immense pleasure in humiliating and subduing a tough woman like Emiko; the more thorns a rose has, the greater the joy of breaking it.

"You don't seem to like me being pampered, no matter what."

"Seeing a man like you disgusts me, you beast!"

"Is that so? Hehehe... I heard you have a younger sister named Masako, and a little thing named Hiroko." "

..."

Emiko immediately tensed up and turned to look at Banbu. Enraged that Banbe had revealed his weakness to Ryuya, Emiko was
furious.

"You're so despicable! What's your purpose in threatening a woman?!"

"Hehehe... I want you to sleep with the young master."

Banbe and Ryuya exchanged a smug smile.

"You're beasts..."

"Banbe, it's about time she saw Masako. That way, she'll be more likely to make a decision!"

Ryuya's words seemed to make sense.

"Hehehe, let's do it that way."

Banbe went to pull the curtains on the wall. There was a magic mirror on the wall. Masako could be seen inside.

"Ah... Masako! Masako!" When Emiko called out Masako's name so forcefully, her face was
completely bloodless.

Masako was naked, her hands tied behind her back, crying on the quilt. Tokuji, wearing only his underwear, looked at Masako with a grin
.

"What did you do to my sister?"

"Nothing much. Just because she was being too aggressive, we stripped her naked."

"You actually did that... Let go of my sister and put her clothes back on!" Jiang Meizi's eyes almost blazed with
fire, her excessive anger causing her body to tremble.

"No need to be so angry, we just stripped her naked, we didn't do anything else to her."

Banbu said as if it were true. He had already devoured even Yako's bones. Thinking of Yako's body, Banbu
couldn't help but reveal a smug smile.

"Give my sister her clothes back!"

"Hehehe, that's impossible. Right, young master?"

"Hehehe! Your angry expression is indescribably beautiful."

Ryuya seemed to greatly admire Jiang Meizi's angry expression at this moment.

"I'm not talking about that! Untie my sister's ropes!"

"That depends on your behavior. Although I haven't touched Yako's body yet, if you continue to resist, Yako
will have to take your place."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you have to obediently let me touch your butt! And you have to be completely naked, hehehe." A

look of fear appeared on Jiang Meizi's beautiful face.

"While I touch your body, your sister will be safe. And for every piece of clothing you take off, your
sister put on another."

Long Ye ruthlessly exploited Jiang Meizi's weakness. Long Ye's words almost made her faint.

If she didn't become Long Ye's plaything, her sister would… To save her sister, she had to sacrifice herself. But they
were going to use that terrible instrument to humiliate her… Emiko's heart began to shrink, and intense fear made her body
stiffen .

"So, are you willing to let me strip you naked and play with your asshole?"

Ryuya deliberately used dirty words, while waving an anal dilator in front of Emiko.
Seeing that thing, Emiko couldn't help but scream.

"No! Absolutely not!" "

Is that so! Then there's nothing I can do. Actually, I don't have to play with you, anyway, there's still college student Yako, hehehe
, let her cry now."

Ryuya said, looking in Yako's direction. In reality, Ryuya's eyes were only on Emiko. No matter
what Emiko said, he wanted to thoroughly play with her. But he also liked to see Emiko in pain.

"No! You can't touch Masako!"

Emiko struggled desperately, her body suspended in mid-air. It was an instinctive resistance, but seeing Ryu about to
walk Masako, she seemed to forget her own position and began to plead.

"Please, don't do that..."

Emiko's beautiful eyes were still filled with anger, but the flames were gone, replaced by a desperate look on the verge of tears.

"Then, can I continue what we did on the train?" "

..."

"This time, I'll remain silent. Fine, I'll just have to enjoy Masako's body, hehehe."

"Wait, please spare Masako!"

Seeing Ryu's eyes, which seemed like those of a hungry snake, Emiko was utterly desperate.

There was no other way; now, only humiliation remained. Although she didn't know how Ryuya
used the terrifying instrument in his hands, she knew in her heart that her body was about to suffer cruel humiliation. But Masako was only twenty
years old and had a fiancé, Junichi. For her beloved sister, only she… Emiko made a tragic decision.

"Don't touch my sister… I can…" Humiliation and fear made Emiko unable to continue.

"Is it okay? Hehehe! Then I'm going to play with your ass."

Ryuya let out a triumphant laugh. At this moment, Emiko closed her eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, almost to
the point , and helplessly lowered her head.

(II)

"Hehehe, you really want to put a piece of clothing on your sister now, don't you? But you have to be shirtless first."

"Ah... don't come any closer."

"Your face is so cute, and your fearful look is sexy too. Hehehe, am I really that scary? But
soon you'll see I'm more adorable than you think." Ryuya's hand touched Emiko's sleeveless top, then
he hugged her from behind, immediately grabbing her bulging breasts.

"Ah... no! No!" Emiko screamed. Although she had to endure it for her cute sister
... she still couldn't help but scream.

"Ugh... beast!"

"Very bouncy, feels good to touch."

As if enjoying the softness and elasticity of her breasts, Ryuya touched them for a while, then suddenly ripped the sleeveless top apart
. The torn top fell to the ground. Full, mature breasts were fully exposed, the nipples still pink, unlike those of a woman who
had given birth .

"Ah!... I can't look!" Emiko shook her head in a panic.

"Your breasts are indeed beautiful, especially the shape, like freshly peeled eggs."

Ryuya poked Emiko's nipple. Emiko gritted her teeth, trying not to scream, and
closed her eyes. Each poke sent a tingling pleasure through her body. Emiko felt disgusted, her body
tensing up.

"Now you're all ready... Now we'll continue what we didn't finish on the train."

Ryuya came in front of Emiko and lifted her hem.

"Ah! Ooh..."

"It's this ass. Hehehe, it's really plump."

Ryuya slowly stroked Emiko's breasts through her underwear. The comfortable feeling made Ryuya almost want to bite
them immediately.

The deep valley from the top of her buttocks perfectly showcased Emiko's very full body.

"Ah...you're a beast!" Emiko swallowed back the scream that was about to come out.

To be humiliated by such a beast, absolutely not, not...

Unable to bear the intense humiliation, one leg lifted off the ground again.

"Oh? Trying to kick me again? Don't you care about the consequences for your younger sister?"

Ryuya's hand moved from her buttocks to the inside of her thighs, stroking back and forth. Her full, round breasts suddenly tightened.

"Ah, I..."

Emiko couldn't speak. Her body had only ever belonged to her beloved husband. But now, this disgusting beast

was groping her at will. If it were just Emiko alone, she would fight desperately, even if it meant dying. But now her sister,
Masako, was also in their hands, and there was a child... Seeing Masako in the magic mirror, Emiko
could only grit her teeth.

"Your lips are so sexy, hehehe."

Ryuya touched Emiko's buttocks with one hand and grabbed her hair with the other, pulling it upwards. Emiko's face was forced
to tilt upwards . Ryuya immediately lowered his head and began to suckle. Perhaps because her mouth was full of saliva, Emiko felt sticky and uncomfortable.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Ryuya's lips covered Emiko's mouth, causing her to involuntarily twist her upper body.

Ryuya's tongue tried to break through Emiko's teeth and suck on her tongue. This action made
Emiko forget the sensation of her buttocks wriggling against him, and she could only clench her teeth tightly. While focusing on his mouth, Ryuya
's fingers pulled on the elastic band of her panties, and in an instant, the panties were pulled up to her legs.

"Oh..."

No! She can't take them off... she absolutely can't take them off...

Emiko cried out, but her mouth was sealed by Ryuya, and she could only let out muffled groans. She could only twist
her buttocks .

"Young master seems to be busy with passionate kissing. I'll take care of this."

Banbu said, squatting down and continuing to pull the panties down to her legs. At this moment, he saw the woman's full breasts
. Snow-white and elastic, her breasts rose high, as lovely as a French woman's, and
the fragrance made even the experienced Banbu feel dizzy.

"Now I know why the young master is so obsessed. This ass is irresistible. Hehehe, so
beautiful..."

Banbu then untied the hook of her skirt, leaving Emiko completely naked.

The old Banbu became as excited as a young man. At this moment, he felt
it was a real pity to give Emiko to a greenhorn like Ryuya. But Ryuya was the second-generation leader of the Kurokawa gang, and for the sake of his own plan
, Banbu had no choice but to endure it.

"Ugh..."

A sob came from Emiko's throat. Ryuya still held Emiko's hair, greedily sucking on her
soft lips, while his other hand roamed over her bare buttocks. He seemed
oblivious .

"Hehehe, now all that's left are these high heels."

Banbu's hand reached for Emiko's high heels, and only then did Ryuya pull away from her lips. For
Emiko , it had been a long and painful kiss.

"Banbu, don't take off your shoes. Being completely naked except for the high heels is more suitable for this beautiful lady,"

Ryuya said, wiping the drool from his mouth, then re-examining Emiko.

"You don't seem to like kissing me. That's okay, I'll slowly make you willing, hehehe."

His eyes lingered on Emiko's naked body. Her snow-white, full breasts, when squeezed hard, seemed as if
milk would flow out; she appeared completely unaware of men's presence, brimming with a sense of novelty. From her slender waist to her thighs, she possessed the fullness characteristic of
a married woman, as if a flick of a finger would break them. The pubic hair at the base of her thighs
contrasted sharply with her snow-white flesh, exuding a mysterious beauty.

After admiring her back and forth, Ryuya muttered to himself,

"I can't take it anymore, such beautiful flesh."

His snake-like eyes seemed to be bloodshot with madness.

"Young master's taste is truly remarkable. Even after training many women, this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful
woman ." Banbu echoed like a worm.

"Don't look! You can't look!...Do you think nothing will happen after you do this?" The intense shame and
humiliation almost made Jiang Meizi burst into tears. But she knew that the more ashamed she was, the happier these men would be, so she had to pretend
to be very strong.

"You only know how to treat women like this, you're the lowest of men, you're beasts!" Jiang Meizi
screamed , but to Long Ye, it was just pleasant music, only fueling his sadistic blood.

"Anyway, this ass is so beautiful. Hehehe... I want to see it soon."

Long Ye squatted down behind Jiang Meizi to look at her buttocks.

"What are you trying to do? Don't do anything rash!"

The fear of what he might do made Jiang Meizi's buttocks stiffen. Long Ye saw Jiang Meizi's snow-white
buttocks and was almost about to ejaculate.

"Your body is indeed beautiful, but your buttocks are especially beautiful, full and elastic..."

As if he had obtained something precious, Long Ye secretly touched them with both hands.

"Don't touch! I don't want to!" Her buttocks twisted from side to side, her hands grasping her mounds of flesh,
a caress that seemed to lift them upwards, a gesture that evoked Ryuya's persistent nature.

"Hehehe, this is so tempting."

While enjoying the sensation, Ryuya's thumbs dug into her flesh, then
immediately spread them apart.

"No...no!" To avoid further humiliation, Emiko desperately tried to clamp her legs together. But
Ryuya attacked from behind, and clamping her thighs was useless; her buttocks were spread wide. The feeling of her flesh being stretched open and
the contact with the air filled Emiko with unbearable shame.

"Hehehe, it's showing."

Ryuya's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Young master, how's her asshole...?"

Banbu asked with a grin.

"Tight...tight...her asshole is so good..." Ryuya emphasized the asshole so that
Emiko hear it.

"No...don't look! You're a beast!" Emiko twisted her body wildly, because
even her beloved husband had never seen that place. Emiko considered it just an excretory organ, so now that it was being violated
, she momentarily forgot about her sister and began to resist. Ryuya was almost kicked by her and could only stand up with a wry smile.

"She seems afraid of having her asshole seen. In that case, I'm going to play with it. Banbu, get the rope and tie her
feet up."

Ryuya's sadism seemed to be growing stronger, and he let out a lewd laugh.

(III)

By this time, the room was filled with a lewd and seductive atmosphere.

"Hehehe, I'm going to tie up your beautiful legs with this rope. Spread your legs as wide as possible, so that
I can play with your ass without worry." Banbu said, shaking the rope in his hand.

"No! Don't humiliate me anymore. How much humiliation do you want to give me before you're satisfied?"
Jiang Meizi 's voice was filled with fear.

She could no longer bear being tied up in a shameful position with a rope, and then having her ass violated... A dark sense of despair arose in Jiang Meizi's heart
. Banbu suddenly grabbed Jiang Meizi's left foot with both hands, trying to lift it up.

"Ah, what are you doing? You can't do this!" Jiang Meizi hurriedly tried to push with her lower body, but since she was being
hoisted up with only her toes touching the ground, she couldn't resist the man's strength, so her legs slowly began to spread apart.

"How can you do this... you beast!" Jiang Meizi twisted her body wildly.

"Hey, you guys come and help too."

Because of the excessive resistance, Banbu yelled at the two subordinates who had come with Long.

"Yes, great."

The two quickly rushed in, pressed down on Jiang Meizi's twisting legs, and helped Banbu wrap the rope around
the knee of one foot.

"I don't want the rope! I don't want to be tied up!"

"Hehehe, you'd better behave yourself."

The rope tied to Jiang Meizi's left knee was hung on a hook on the ceiling, and then pulled hard.

"Ah, ah, ah..."

A shameful scream escaped Jiang Meizi's lips. But with her scream, her legs were pulled apart and
lifted .

She desperately tried to squeeze her legs together, but it was no use. As the rope was pulled further, her inner thighs touched the air,
a sensation that made Jiang Meizi begin to sob. This was the first time Jiang Meizi had shed a tear.

"No, no, help me..." When her knees were pulled to the height of her navel, the rope was secured.
At this moment, Emiko didn't move; in fact, she wanted to move but couldn't.

"Hehehe, so beautiful, everything's showing." Ryuya uttered a lewd sound as he looked down.

"Ah, look there, you can't look!"

Ryuya's hands moved up Emiko's thighs, his trembling fingers lightly touching her. Suddenly, Emiko's
body tensed up.

"Ouch...no! Don't touch me!" came a very intense scream.

"Hehe, your annoying crying makes me want to touch you even more. Besides, it's so fresh..."
Saliva dripped from Ryuya's mouth. Ryuya's actions of humiliating Emiko continued relentlessly.

"Ah...don't look..." Emiko repeated, as if in a dream.

"So beautiful, doesn't look like she's had a child."

Ryuya further exposed that area, touching it back and forth with his fingertips. It seemed to wriggle reluctantly
with each touch.

"Hehe! Such a cute bud." Ryuya's fingertips touched the most shy bud, a smug smile
spreading .

"Ah..." Jiang Meizi's body convulsed.

"You're so sensitive, just a touch makes you this happy, hehehe..."

"Don't do this, if you're going to rape me, just do it already, don't humiliate me like this."

Jiang Meizi seemed unable to endure it any longer. This slow humiliation is worse than being raped…

“I’ll let you have sex with me obediently… but I can’t bear this humiliation…”

“You can’t hold back anymore! Do you want me to hurry up and put it in for you? Hehehe, Banbu, you use
the dildo on her for me, she has a body like this, she needs to be satisfied.” Ryuya
said as he walked behind Emiko.

“What? But, young master, what about you?”

Banbu was surprised to hear Ryuya’s unexpected words. This had never happened before, every time Ryuya would
immediately rape a woman’s anus. But now, Banbu was being made to use a dildo.

"Banbu, are you surprised because it's different from usual? Hehehe, seeing such delicious food
, I won't eat it right away, I'll take a little longer to enjoy it."

"Young master, you like this woman so much..."

Banbu's results were greater than he had imagined. He hadn't expected that Ryuya would be so infatuated with
Emiko. This made the plan easier to carry out. Banbu couldn't help but laugh triumphantly to himself.

"I still want to play with her ass, hehehe."

Ryuya's fingers slowly touched Emiko's snow-white and smooth buttocks.

"No...no!"

The feeling of her buttocks slowly spreading apart made Emiko feel embarrassed.

"I told you, I'll let you do it obediently, but don't humiliate me like this!"

"You want to be my woman?! You're offering your asshole to me...?"

Jiang Meizi didn't understand what "offering your asshole" meant at this point, but instinctively shook her head and said,

"Don't talk nonsense, I have a husband. I just agreed to have sex with you, so let's finish quickly."

"Even if you have a husband, you can still be my woman. Soon you'll think I'm much better than your husband,
hehehehe ."

As he spoke, Long Ye's eyes never left the crevices between her buttocks.

"I don't want to... Who would want to be with a beast like you..."

"Is that so! Well then, I'll show you what beasts do. But my method is very powerful
; you'll definitely regret being born a woman. Hehehe."

Ryuya continued to press harder on her fingers, spreading her buttocks wider to look at Emiko's anus.

The small, tight anus showed its mystery, untouched by any man. Perhaps feeling Ryuya's
burning gaze, Emiko's buttocks began to tighten.

"Don't touch that place... Don't touch... Ah... You're a pervert!"

Emiko cried out as Ryuya rubbed that area with his fingers. Seeing Ryuya
's , Emiko knew that Ryuya was a pervert.

"No! Stop!"

"Hehehe, it's tightened again, this cute hole will open soon."

"No...you're a beast!"

Being violated in the anus is more embarrassing than being bullied in the petals. It was a terrible feeling, and
the intense shame made Emiko sob.

"Hehehe, now you're finally making a woman's cry. Is it really that comfortable?"

Ryu also rubbed Emiko's anus very persistently, as if slowly caressing every part of her chrysanthemum petals.

"Young master, how is it?" He held the handle of what looked like a dildo in his hand, his fingers touching Emiko's labia.

"As expected of the woman I've chosen, her ass is absolutely gorgeous. It'll be so much fun to train her. Banbu
, give me the glass rod, the thin one."

"Young Master. You seem unusually cautious today." Banbu said, handing the glass rod to Ryuya.

"Hmm, I don't want to hurt this beautiful anus with my big thing. I'll wait until it's slowly dilated before
enjoying it. Hey, you two, to make her even more sexy, rub her breasts."

Ryuya said to the two henchmen he brought.

"Yes, sir!" The two henchmen grinned and began to fondle Emiko's breasts from both sides.

"No! No..." Emiko cried out in a hysterical voice, desperately twisting her body, hoping to
escape the filthy hands. But with one leg already hoisted up, her strength was limited.

"Do you know what this glass rod is for? Hehehe, it's for sticking into your asshole, hehehe."

Ryuya waved the glass rod in front of Jiang Meizi, then slowly approached her.

"Ah..." The feeling of the glass rod slowly being inserted caused Jiang Meizi to let out a loud cry.
Her buttocks tightened instantly, and her body arched backward.

"Oh..."

The two henchmen laughed and hugged Jiang Meizi's body tightly. Her snow-white and beautiful breasts were deformed under the men's hands.

"How does the glass rod feel?" Ryuya continued to insert the glass rod inside.

The glass rod rotated inside Jiang Meizi's body. Feeling the glass rod being pulled out and then suddenly inserted again, doing this
repeatedly , made Jiang Meizi unable to bear it any longer. She clenched her teeth desperately, trying not to make a sound, but she couldn't help
but whimper.

"Ugh... ah... ah..."

The humiliation was too intense, and Emiko kept shaking her head.

"Hehehe! It's overflowing here too. So you really like this."

Banbu kept stimulating Emiko's most sensitive nerves with his fingertips while looking at Ryuya.

"Hmm, it's flowing here too." Ryuya smiled smugly.

"Your nipples are hard too, they're already taut." The two subordinates chimed in.

"Young master, do you want to touch them?"

At Banbu's suggestion, Ryuya moved his fingers forward. At this moment, a warm and
melting .

"So wet, it's practically melting... I guess you want it." Ryuya withdrew his fingers and smelled them
.

"Ah, it hurts so much..."

Under the manipulation of the glass rod, Emiko cried.

The lever raised the ugly electric device symbolizing a male genitalia. It made a buzzing sound when the switch was turned on.
The tip of the device even wriggled.

"No, don't use that thing anymore, I can't take it anymore." Fear made Emiko's face twitch.

"Hehehe, I'll give you a lot of fun, at least three times in a row."

The tip of the electric dildo touched Emiko's body.

"Ah, no!"

With the vibration, an almost unbearable stimulation was produced between her wet labia. Just like that
, her brain seemed to go numb. Regardless of her own will, Emiko found that her body began to wriggle. At this moment,
she remembered her husband's words, "Emiko, you are very sensitive," and began to resent her body.

"Now I'm going to insert it."

Banbu was surprised by Emiko's reaction, so he slowly pushed it in.

"Ah...you...please forgive me!" At this moment, the image of her beloved husband appeared in Emiko's mind.
Her body had only ever been with her husband in the past.

"You're going to fill your belly with this thing, hehehe, here it comes..."

The thing went deep inside, almost making Emiko roll her eyes. The thrusting movements, perfectly understanding a woman's weaknesses,
continued relentlessly.

"Ah...good...like this..."

In the whirlwind of sensual pleasure, Emiko couldn't help but let out soft moans, no matter how much she tried to endure. In this carnal
landscape, Emiko had no strength to resist.

"Ah...ah...ah..." At this moment, the feeling of disgust had completely disappeared, and she only wanted to throw herself completely into
the flames of sensuality.

"It's really intense, hehehe, is it really that good! But looking at your body, it's to be expected."
Ryuya manipulated the glass rod even more skillfully. Now Emiko only had one path to take, and that was to let the fire of lust
burn to ashes.

(IV)

"Hehehe, it'll probably be soon. Let me know when that time comes."

Banbu laughed as he continued to rhythmically operate the electric dildo.

"Ugh...almost...already..."

At this moment, Emiko had forgotten everything, only frantically twisting her buttocks. The pleasure was about to reach
its peak . But Ryuya was also very cruel, suddenly turning off the switch of the electric dildo and stopping the movement of the glass rod.

"No! Why! Why do you have to do this..."

She opened her tear-filled eyes and looked at Ryuya in embarrassment. At this moment, Emiko only wanted stimulation, any
kind of stimulation would do.

"Hehehe, if I made you ascend to heaven right away, only you would be happy. It's better
to go up and down , so you can taste the pain. But maybe you'll feel more pleasure that way." This was Ryuya
's reply to Emiko.

"Just accept your fate. Young Master loves torturing women and making them cry. If I made you
ascend to heaven it wouldn't be torture."

Banbe looked at the part still holding the electric dildo inside and laughed.

"How could this be... you beast!"

Emiko retorted, but her voice was weak and powerless at this point.

"Calling me a beast? Hehehe, but you cried with glee over the torment of a beast. You probably understand
what kind of woman you are now... Banbu. Give me the thick glass rod."

"I want a thick one..."

"Hmm, her anus has softened, so I need a thicker one."

Ryu slowly pulled out the glass rod.

"Ah, no!"

The sensation of the glass rod being pulled out made Emiko let out a groan that even her tongue couldn't move.

Once the flesh is ablaze, it needs stimulation, even if it's anal stimulation...
The whimper Emiko made just now wasn't because of disgust; rather, it could be said that it was a sound of greedily trying to hold onto the departing stimulation
.

It seemed as if he saw through Emiko's mind.

"Want this too? I'll get you an even thicker one right away. In your asshole."

Ryuya said this and immediately inserted the glass rod, simultaneously turning on the electric dildo.

"Ugh...ugh..."

A sound like the twisting of intestines came from Emiko's mouth. The intense stimulation was many times stronger than before; even
Emiko herself could feel her engorged labia eagerly clamping down on the inserted object. Separated by a thin mucous membrane
, the electric dildo and the glass rod responded to each other.

Emiko began to cry, her snow-white naked body shaking incessantly.

"That's wonderful. Clench the glass rod tight; it'll look even better during the enema."

Ryuya continued the piston-like motion of the glass rod.

However, Emiko could no longer hear Ryuya's voice at this moment. In an instant, the men all
gasped in , while Emiko let the flames of sensuality consume her body.

"You're so intense, aren't you? Hehehe."

Banbe laughed as he turned off the electric dildo.
The labia seemed to be enjoying the afterglow, occasionally twitching a few times. The glass rod in Ryuya's hand also transmitted
the sensation of anal contraction.

At this moment, Emiko could barely make a sound, her entire weight supported by the rope, hanging
there , her whole body exuding the allure of a woman after being raped, which could only be described as seductive.

Only Ryuya stubbornly refused to let go of Emiko's body, which was still immersed in the afterglow. He relentlessly groped
Emiko 's buttocks, letting the glass rod continue its work. Emiko's buttocks seemed coated with oil, gleaming and creating
an irritating sight.

"Please... spare me..."

Emiko pleaded breathlessly, lifting her face, which was streaked with sweat and black hair. At this moment, she displayed a mature woman's almost
bewitching beauty.

"You're so beautiful... my heart is starting to race."

As if intoxicated by Emiko's bewitching aura, Ryuya's voice became hoarse. However, the glass rod in his hand
continued to move inside Emiko's anus.

"Is that enough? Haven't you humiliated me enough... please, give me back Masako and the child..."

Emiko's voice sounded like a sob.

"What did you say? This is just the beginning."

Ryuya seemed very satisfied with Emiko, laughing happily.

"Hehehe, I want to slowly enjoy your body, you know, right?"

Ryuya rotated the glass rod again, manipulating it skillfully with varying pressure and depth, left and right.

"Ah...stop it..." "

I won't give it back to your sister and child until you hate this thing. Hehehe, how about this, when
you don't hate using this thing to play with your asshole, I'll give your sister back to you."

"How can you do this..." "

Also, when you become aroused and actively ask for it, I'll give your child back to you."

Ryuya inserted the glass rod deeper, seemingly very pleased with his idea.

Having a relationship with Ryuya, becoming Ryuya's woman—so this is what it's like… Emiko
felt a fear that almost made her faint. This man was prepared to devour her completely. She felt
she couldn't , and besides, he would play with her buttocks… Ryuya also had an unusually strong interest in her buttocks.

Jiang Meizi gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.

"If you keep dragging your feet and don't get excited, your sister will have to stay here.
Maybe those young men won't be able to resist and will try to take advantage of your sister, hehehe."

Long Ye looked at Jiang Meizi with an extremely pleased expression. Jiang Meizi's face suddenly turned up,
her eyes filled with hatred as she glared at Long Ye.

"How could you do such a thing... You are beasts in human skin, the lowest of animals."

After saying this in one breath, Jiang Meizi burst into tears.

"Is that so? Then let's take it slow. Now we'll begin the second round. Hehehe, I'll make you scream with
joy ."

He turned on the switch of the electric dildo again, and Jiang Meizi's body suddenly trembled.

"Ah...how hateful..."

But her voice didn't reach Ryuya's ears amidst the men's lewd laughter.

(V)

"Emiko...is indeed a very good woman..."

Banbu muttered to himself as he poured beer into his glass. The setting sun shone brightly, and this time, giving Emiko
to Ryuya had yielded even greater results than expected. Ryuya was already infatuated with Emiko, and he had never thanked anyone else
. As he left, he happily said, "Banbu, I will never forget the benefits of this one time."

"Dealing with young punks is too easy."

A smug smile involuntarily appeared on Banbu's face.

However, Ryuya didn't know anything about how to treat women. I hope I don't ruin Emiko's body...
he thought that as long as a woman cried or suffered, that was enough. I hope she commits suicide...

Banbu was somewhat concerned about Emiko's condition.

Ryuya had brought Emiko to varying degrees of arousal countless times, especially the fourth time, which was so
intense he thought she had gone mad. Even at the very end, Ryuya didn't personally rape Emiko; he
planned to savor the experience slowly before taking his turn.

When Ryuya left with Emiko, the strong-willed Emiko appeared surprisingly docile, almost
unbelievable . Naked, with her hands bound behind her back, the glass tube still inserted in her anus, the scene of her being dragged into the car
was both tragic and alluring.

"Now Oozumi is crying again..." She'll probably remain in hell. Hehehe, I
'll go check on Masako now. After downing his beer in one gulp, Banbu

slowly stood up and walked into the room to look at Masako on the bed. Now Masako was
alone ; Tokuji wasn't there.

Seeing Banbu enter, Masako tensed up, her tearful face now showing even more fear.

"How is it? Miss, are you ready to entertain a customer?"

Banbu smiled, sitting on the bed.

Her hands were bound behind her back, revealing her naked, white body. She shrank back in fear.

"Please spare me..."

This was all Masako could say now, revealing the sorrow of a woman conquered.

"Hehehe, a full-figured, mature married woman is certainly good, but a young girl's elastic body isn't
bad either."

Banbu recalled Emiko's body, and as if comparing, reached out to touch Masako's thigh. Her healthy, elastic
thigh began to tremble.

"Masako. Are you really that embarrassed?"

Banbe chuckled, observing her expression. But if it was out of shame, this trembling would be strange.
It wasn't trembling, but rather a spasm. And she kept twisting her hips.

Hehehe, she probably needs to pee. Tokuji probably hasn't let her pee since this morning...

Banbe chuckled again, gently pressing Masako's lower back with his fingers.

"Ah... it's coming out. I can't let this happen!"

In that instant, Masako let out a tense scream. Banbe's guess was right.

"What's coming out? Hehehe."

Banbe deliberately pretended to be confused.

"Don't bully me, have mercy on me."

She had probably exceeded her limit. Her voice was incoherent, and she desperately clenched her thighs to
avoid peeing.

"You need to explain what you need to come out, or I'm going to do something embarrassing."

He gently stroked Masako's lower abdomen.

"It's..."

Masako's eyes seemed to be accusing something, looking pitiful like a young girl.

"What is it, Masako..."

"Ugh... it's pee..."

Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.

"So you wanted to pee... hehehehehe."

Banbe nodded as if he understood. Perhaps she had experienced something quite painful, because when the heartbroken Masako
saw Banbe's gaze, she showed a fearful expression. Her beautiful face reminded one of a pitiful little
white flower that had been ravaged.

Just then, Tokuji returned.

"Brother Banbe..."

Tokuji seemed surprised. Because he wanted to enjoy Masako alone... Tokuji looked
very disappointed and sent his other partners away under the pretense of developing film. But in their line of work,
taking advantage of women was against the organization's rules.

"I came to check on Masako. Is she willing to take clients?"

"Yes, yes, but... we've already admitted to raping her, but with the clients... now we need to do some final
training..."

Tokuji hurriedly picked up the bucket he was holding.

"Damn it, what are you waiting for? We've already invited a very important guest tonight!"

Banbe stood up and roared.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Tokuji panicked.

Actually, Masako had already resigned herself to her fate. Tokuji had wanted to deceive others and enjoy one more night, but now that
pleasure was ruined.

"Brother, it's almost done. We gang-raped her brutally last night, and by the end, Masako completely confessed,
hehehe ... just one last time..."

Tokuji kept bowing and scraping, trying to please his boss.

Just thinking about it made Tokuji's genitals burn. Three men taking turns raping the crying Masako. All because...
Normally, she was a beautiful female college student who barely had a chance to speak, but Tokuji and his gang would take advantage of the opportunity to roughly grope her. He
could still clearly recall the feeling of his body melting when they penetrated her.

Tokuji was now very confident that after humiliating her like that, Masako would obey any command. In fact, Masako
had said "I'll do anything" countless times, begging and pleading for mercy, and had completely become obedient.

"You bastard, why didn't you say so earlier? I'll do this last hurdle. Do you want Masako to pee?"

"Yes, as long as she experiences the humiliation of urinating, there won't be any problems, hehehehe."

Tokuji seemed to be completely subservient to Banbu's sharp gaze, bowing repeatedly as he stood to the side.

Banbu took the bucket from Tokuji and squatted down at Masako's feet. Masako's expression became even more tense. She desperately
clenched her legs, and Banbu reached for her thighs.

"No, please don't be so mean to me,"

Masako pleaded, knowing it was futile.

She had repeated this phrase countless times since last night. One man after another pressed down on her, and when it was
all over, Masako seemed to have gone mad. He even threatened her, saying that if she refused to take clients
, he would send all the photos to his lover, Junichi. To Masako, each of them was a terrifying person.

So even as Banbu and Tokuji walked towards her, Masako trembled with fear.

"Hehehe, don't be so scared. I'm the gentlest uncle. I
initially but it's the easiest method, so please don't blame me. However, for now
, you'll only be allowed to take two or three clients; the focus will be on filming pornographic movies.

" "No, no, that's too cruel!"

Although Masako had been forced to agree to take clients before, she still felt fear after hearing Banbe say this once.

"Don't be ungrateful. Other women have to urinate or do enemas in front of customers. If you disobey like this
, you'll be forced to take perverted clients too."

"No, I'm scared..."

"Do you know how embarrassing that is? But don't worry, you won't be made to take those kinds of clients.
But it's still embarrassing, you have to experience it once, so you won't refuse in the future. Hehehe,
now pee in this bucket."

Banbu wasn't really kind-hearted. A beautiful and young college girl like Masako wasn't easy to get
. So he had to use her to help Banbu's plan, otherwise it would be a waste. If she was just used as a commodity for the organization to
take clients, she would have been injected with anesthesia long ago. Especially for respectable women, anesthesia is needed to prevent them from escaping. If they didn't
do that, they would be used to curry favor with important figures, a relationship with great value.

"Come on, pee."

Banbu grabbed Masako's ankle and pulled her apart forcefully. Tokuji held down her other ankle.

"Whoa, don't move!"

Daizu had reached the limit of urination, and Masako let out a short scream, her young body arching. Her lower abdomen burned like it was being pricked by needles
because of the urge to urinate.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore, don't look, don't look at me!"

Masako's voice sounded like she was vomiting blood.

"Ah..."

Banbu hurriedly brought the bucket over, and almost at the same time, a white torrent hit the bottom of the bucket.

(VI)

"Hehehe, you've stored up quite a bit. I never thought a gentle young lady would pee like this."

Banbu laughed as he looked at the bucket.

No matter what he said, Masako could only sob. For a twenty-year-old girl,
exposing the physiological act of urinating to a man would be incredibly embarrassing.

"Hehehe, Masako, feeling ashamed? Now you know that if you don't want to experience this again, you'd better obediently
serve customers ."

Ban deliberately spoke in a gentle voice, as if comforting Masako. In fact, there was no need to say anything more.

"Waaah..."

Masako's answer was a face full of tears in despair.

"Hehehe, Masako, let's go. The customers are waiting."

Ban's face showed a smug smile, and he didn't untie the ropes binding her hands behind her back, only
draping a coat over his naked body and urging Masako on.

The car carrying Masako stopped in front of a lavishly decorated club in the red-light district on the outskirts of the port. The bright
neon lights proclaimed "Marquis de Sade's High-Class Club."

"This place is quite nice, isn't it? Putting aside the exterior, the inside is incredibly luxurious. Just from the name, you can tell it's
a place where men take advantage of women for their own pleasure."

This vicious description made Masako shrink back.

"Come on, let's go in."

Banbe and Tokuji flanked Masako, pulling her inside. They immediately smelled the sultry stench of alcohol and saw the carpet illuminated by
candlelight , along with the figures writhing inside.

"The innermost private room,"

Banbe said in a low voice to the bowing waiters. These waiters, though neatly dressed,

were clearly bodyguards for the organization, standing in various places to monitor the women.

"How is it? Not satisfied? The layout here is very sophisticated. It's
famous . It's the best in our organization."

Banbu whispered as he walked towards the innermost private room.

Although she had already admitted it, Masako's legs were still trembling. The shockingly lewd atmosphere almost made her
faint. Moreover, she could vaguely see snow-white female bodies in the various private rooms and hear men's lewd laughter
or women's sobs.

When he led Masako to the innermost private room, Banbu took off Masako's coat and quickly untied the ropes binding her hands.

"There's no time. We need to hurry. The guests will be here soon."

Masako's slender body, with her still numb hands, clutched her breasts and squatted there timidly.

"Miss, please put on the shop's uniform."

Tokuji draped something resembling a lace nightgown over Masako's shoulders.

Masako shook her head repeatedly.

"No...no to this."

Her hope of wearing clothes was instantly shattered; this thin lace was practically nothing. Moreover
, the nightgown only reached her upper thighs. On Masako's beautiful face, it looked like an Arabian dancer veiled.

"Masako. Put your hands behind your back."

"No, no. Don't tie me up anymore. Just like this..."

"Do you want to find a perverted man? Otherwise, put your hands behind your back."

Tokuji's voice was threatening.

"Ah..."

Masako shook her head, but had no choice but to put her hands behind her back, tears streaming down her face.

Tokuji crossed her hands and wrapped them around the chain, then pulled the chain up and put it around her neck.

"It hurts! It hurts so much..."

The intense pain made Masako's body arch backward.

"Hehehe, this chain will become your decoration from now on, you'd better get used to it quickly."

"Ah...it hurts..."

The cold feeling of the chain brought her a strong sense of humiliation.

"Hehehe, all ready now..."

Banbe gently touched the trembling breasts, then pushed her down onto the three-seater sofa. At that moment,
a waiter hurried over.

"Brother Banbe."

"You bastard, I told you not to call me that in the store."

No matter how many times he told them, these lackeys couldn't change their ways. Banbe was also
annoyed that Ryuya loved this kind of attitude. A fake disbandment of the organization wouldn't work to deceive society.

"Excuse me... Professor is here."

A middle-aged man walked out from behind the young waiter.

This man was Professor Inaba, who taught law and psychology at the university Masako attended. Masako also studied
psychology. Professor Inaba also runs a law firm, and is
rumored . Even Banbe highly praises his cunning abilities; Banbe himself
was once acquitted through Inaba's defense. To complete his plan, Inaba needs to win over someone
like .

"Welcome, Professor. I've prepared a nice girl for you today."

At Banbe's invitation, Inaba sat down next to Masako.

Inaba brought someone with him. He seemed like a very honest young man, brought over by a waitress, and sat down on the sofa opposite Dr.
Inaba . He looked very uneasy, indicating that it was his first time in such a place.

"Professor, I feel uncomfortable in a place like this..."

The young man wanted to express his discomfort.

"Don't say that. Don't just confine yourself to the university lab. Sometimes you want
to enjoy ,"

Inaba said with a laugh, then expertly pulled Masako close. He pulled back the veil slightly.
Inaba looked very surprised when he saw Masako's face.

"Hehehe, I wonder what a beautiful face is hidden under this veil."

"You're Masako..."

But his voice was barely audible to anyone else.

Masako herself was even more surprised. Professor Inaba from the university was standing in front of her. Masako disliked Inaba. In
psychology class, he talked about the psychology of women who had been raped, said lewd things, and even gave her a lecherous look.

"Ah..."

Banbe immediately reached out and covered Masako's mouth before she could scream.

"It's a surprise that Masako met the professor. But it's better this way... Just behave yourself. If you make a scene,
your fiancé, Junichi, is sitting right across from you. He'll know."

Banbu whispered in her ear. Masako's eyes widened suddenly. She hadn't noticed in the darkness, but
now it was clear that the young man across from her was indeed Junichi.

"Professor, as an educator, coming to a place like this is...?"

It sounded like a protest against being brought to this place, undoubtedly Junichi's voice. Masako felt like she was about to
faint.

"Got it? If you struggle or make a sound, Junichi will realize it's you. I wonder what kind of expression this
fiancé , hehehe."

Banbu knew from his palm that Masako's mouth had stopped moving, and slowly removed his hand. Masako didn't scream again.

"Brother Banbe, your methods are quite impressive."

Inaba smiled after quickly understanding the situation. Now he also knew why Banbe had asked him to
bring Junichi, a student from the research institute, here.

"I noticed Masako a long time ago. But I didn't expect you to... Hehehe, I'm willing to help you with anything in the future
."

After saying this to himself, Inaba smiled with satisfaction. At this moment, Junichi spoke again.

"Professor, if you're going to treat me to a meal, go somewhere else. Here is..." "

Junichi, this is also an opportunity to learn about society, so boldly enjoy the women. This
will definitely benefit you when you marry Ms. Masako in the future."

Inaba gave him the same look he had in class.

"But... Professor..."

Junichi was hugged by the waitress sitting next to him and made a pleading sound.

"You won't listen to me?"

Junichi remained silent after hearing Inaba's reprimand.

"That girl is nice. Just treat her like your lover for fun, hahaha."

Inaba laughed, looking at the waitress named Yuuko who was hugging Junichi tightly. This Yuuko was a
waitress Inaba had recently requested, but two years ago, she was raped while Junichi was leaving work and had undergone training. It was unclear what kind of ordeal she had endured, but
the needle marks from drug injections looked particularly pitiful.

"Junichi, the girl sitting next to me is also a beauty, hehehe. By the way, she looks a lot like Ms. Masako."

Masako's body reacted. Junichi seemed unhappy about having his lover mentioned in this setting
, but he didn't say anything.

"Professor, as usual,"

Banbe said to Inaba. Inaba nodded and reached out to grab Masako's ankle, while Banbe grabbed her other leg
and pulled it apart.

"Ugh..."

Masako dared not make a sound, only arching her back.

Banbe and Inaba spread Masako's legs as wide as they could, placing them on their own laps and securing them with chains attached to both ends
of the sofa . Masako's body bounced back a few times, but fearing she would notice, her movements became
weak.

"Ah... embarrassing, I'd rather be dead..."

It was an incredibly humiliating experience. Although the club was dimly lit, her lover, Junichi, sat opposite her.

Seeing Masako's posture, Junichi seemed slightly startled, quickly averting his gaze, but occasionally glancing back
.

"Professor, this is too much…"

her voice sounded flustered.

"She's not Miss Masako, she's a girl from our club, so it's alright, it's one of our
services ,"

Banbe said with a smile.

"Yeah, if she were Masako, I might feel even happier, hehehe… How about you do
the same ?"

Inaba seemed very pleased. At the research institute, Junichi often seriously raised objections at the drop of a hat
. Now, she was torturing Masako right in front of him.

"Your lover is mine to enjoy now, hehehe, I'll make her cry her heart out…"

Inaba almost couldn't stop laughing.

"Look closely. This is how you treat a woman."

Inaba's hand suddenly reached towards Masako's parted thighs.

"Waaah...waaah..."

Masako sobbed. His

fingers slowly entered. Masako couldn't help but twist her waist; that spot was the most sensitive
spot .

"Professor, I really can't bear it anymore. I'm sorry, I have to take my leave."

Junichi seemed unable to watch any longer and suddenly stood up.

"Hehehe, you big fool, you don't even know that I'm playing with Masako...Alright, Masako
, let's have some fun."

Inaba laughed as he intensified his finger movements. After that, only Masako's cries could be heard.

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