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The Climax After the Discipline

I opened the door to the training room where Chizuru was imprisoned. The pleasure from my encounters with Eri and Mayumi still lingered in my
lower abdomen.

Chizuru before me hung from the ceiling like a packed suitcase.

Her knees were bent against her chest, her ankles and wrists bound together with rope.

Hanging from the ceiling with multiple ropes, Chizuru resembled a butterfly caught in a spider's web, both beautiful and
precious.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Ms. Chizuru. It must be lonely..."

Chizuru shook off the sweat-dampened hair clinging to her face and looked up at me.

I had bound Chizuru before going to Eri's training room, and she had waited for me in this position.

Because multiple ropes were used to distribute her weight, the ropes binding her body didn't seem as painful as
they appeared .

Looking into Chizuru's sleepy eyes, she must have also derived pleasure from the pain of this restraint.

I stepped forward, wanting to see clearly what her wide-open vagina looked like.

There was no deliberate caressing, just being hung up, and
a thick, white liquid was already seeping from Chizuru's cleft.

Just as I suspected.

Perhaps she hadn't realized it herself, but Chizuru's body definitely flowed with the blood of a masochist. I was becoming more and more
certain .

"What's wrong, Miss Chizuru? Is your imprisoned body already aroused?"

She couldn't see it herself, but the wet, lustful fluid between her legs proved everything.

Hearing my words, Chizuru's whole body flushed pink.

"Please don't say such filthy things anymore. If you release me now, I promise I won't
tell anyone what you've done."

I laughed without thinking.

She actually said something so laughable; Chizuru probably didn't understand her position.
I was the one in control now.

"Miss Chizuru, you're quite humorous!"

Chizuru's remorse was completely written in her eyes; her expression and actions were truly pitiful.

I reached out and gently stroked Chizuru's perfect buttocks.

Gently circling, stopping, then sliding to the other side, caressing back and forth.

Under the constant caresses, a sense of powerlessness rose in Chizuru's body, and judging from her expression, she seemed to have given up
.

"Eri is so good..."

Chizuru remained silent, finally unable to hold back any longer.

"You... what exactly did you do to her?"

Chizuru raised her head, glaring at me. She probably didn't even realize how ridiculous and comical her current actions were
.

Chizuru, who had always believed she could save Eri, had gradually fallen into the world of sex slavery.

When would Chizuru be like Eri?

I didn't answer Chizuru's question, but continued to play with Chizuru's raised buttocks.

"Ugh, what are you doing?"

I still didn't answer her. The inner walls of her flesh were already wet and hot. I stroked them back and forth, then increased the force
and thrust inside.

"Ahhh..."

Chizuru, who had been watching my actions, finally couldn't help but groan.

"You're already soaking wet, Chizuru-san. Just hanging you up like this and you're already this wet, you really enjoy
this kind of erotic stuff."

"This kind of stuff..."

Chizuru twisted her body as if trying to escape my fingers, but the warm, sticky membrane inside her flesh clung to my
fingers .

I really wanted to quickly insert my penis into her warm, concave depths, but I had to wait until Chizuru herself begged
for me.

To forget the desire in my heart, I could only violently thrust my fingers in and out of Chizuru's body...

"No. Please stop, please, Mr. Kuroda..."

When I plunged my clenched fist into Chizuru's watery surface, it made a comical splashing sound, mixed with Chizuru's
sorrowful sobs.

"Please... please..."

The repeated words were sweet moans that one wanted to hear forever.

But that wasn't what I wanted to hear now.

I wanted to hear more than just this kind of sweet sound; Chizuru, like a pig, kept
making mournful gasps from her nose.

As my fingers stopped moving, the sweet moan disappeared, leaving only soft, faint
breathing echoing in the training room.

My fingers, withdrawn from Chizuru's vagina, were covered in her thick, white love fluid. I smeared the fluid on the hair of her
mons pubis , cleaned my fingers, and said to her, "I won't do anything to you; the time
isn't right yet." Having spent too much time questioning and answering, and even playing with her vulva, it seemed that telling her about Eri would take some time,

given Chizuru's current state . 　　"Really?" 　　"Yes, it's true. Of course, I won't give you an enema anymore." 　　A wavering expression appeared on Chizuru's face. 　　Perhaps remembering the humiliation of defecating in front of me, Chizuru's entire body turned bright red. 　　"Honestly, I didn't give Eri an enema! Don't react so strongly!" 　　Chizuru looked at me with regret, her hands bound, preventing blood flow, her purple palms clenched into fists of resentment. 　　Chizuru asked slowly and painfully, "Did you... tell Eri about that...?" 　　As expected of Chizuru, whose pride was twice as high as anyone else's. The last thing she wanted was for her younger sister, Eri, to know about . 　　Even if others knew, it wouldn't compare to the pain of being looked down upon by her own sister. 　　I touched Chizuru's cheek. 　　"Eri is an important hostage that allows me to keep you here, Chizuru-san. I've already placed her in a clean room . So, Chizuru, you'd better behave and be my toy. Let's have some fun together." 　　I stroked Chizuru's cheek, and she looked up at me, as if considering something. I waited for her to say something . 　　"Please... don't do this to me again!"

Chizuru's usually strong, arched eyebrows suddenly transformed into pitiful, downturned brows.

Compared to a beauty with only one face, Chizuru's expressions were much richer and more endearing, and the only
person who could make her speak so humbly was me.

I gradually felt a surge of pleasure.

"No, how can we not do it? We haven't even started yet!"

"But...but this has nothing to do with Eri, so please let her go!"

"Didn't I tell you? Eri is an important hostage who can make you obey."

"Even without Eri, I...I will listen to Mr. Kuroda..."

Chizuru stopped halfway through her sentence, finally continuing to speak painfully.

"Yesterday...I thought about it all night. I've reflected on it. Back then, I didn't properly respond to Mr.
Kuroda's feelings..."

A voice broke the silence. Soon after, a burning sensation ignited in my palm.

Chizuru's eyes widened, her body stiffened, and her cheeks were already red and swollen.

I slapped her. Although I had no interest in harming a woman's body, I wouldn't allow Chizuru to bring up
that incident.

It was that incident that made me deny the life I had chosen.

So I let go, I submitted to my fate, and that's why I'm here toying with Chizuru now.

In the stillness of time, I screamed wildly,

"Come on, let's continue. Before Miyako returns to Japan, I'll turn you into the most obscene sex slave."

The burning pain on her cheek made Chizuru's lips tremble uncontrollably. Her eyes widened as if she could
foresee the inhuman training that was about to begin.

"No... please, no..."

Chizuru looked even more terrified after being slapped. Akagi,

the top leader of the organization, always said that to train women into top-notch slaves,
they must first experience terror and fear. In this way, even the most difficult women would succumb to the temptation of pleasure. To
forget everything, they could only constantly crave physical stimulation and live for the male phallus.

Akagi wasn't just saying that casually.

The door behind me was pushed open with a heavy creak. Turning around, I saw Mayumi standing
there, almost naked in an apron, holding a camera.

After that, I don't know how much of a crazy threesome Mayumi and Eri had gone through, but Mayumi seemed
quite satisfied, her face flushed.

"Master, I'm sorry I'm late."

I hadn't ordered her to come along; after all, I was the only one who could play with Chizuru.

Mayumi came to the place where I was disciplining Chizuru herself.

Perhaps it was out of jealousy, because she was worried that Chizuru would take her position as the "first slave."

It didn't matter; having an assistant made the training easier.

"Mayumi, prepare for filming."

Chizuru, who was almost ready to give up, changed her expression instantly upon hearing "prepare for filming.

" "What are you planning to do?"

She thought that if she endured this humiliation, time would eventually allow her to forget it as a nightmare!

That's probably what Chizuru was thinking.

But when I took out the camera, Chizuru's gradually calming heart tightened again.

If this scene were filmed, wouldn't the humiliation she thought she could forget follow her
for the rest of her life ?

"No, let me go, no..."

The ropes binding Chizuru swayed with her resistance.

Her legs widened further with the shaking, and Chizuru, hanging in mid-air, cried out frantically.

During this time, Mayumi had already set up the tripod and aimed the camera at Chizuru.

I retreated to the wall and observed the two women.

Life's twists and turns are truly strange.

Once the two most beautiful women in the company, now one is hanging naked in the air like a package, while
the other is half-naked in an apron, preparing her filming equipment.

This is the life I chose... no, although this is not my voluntary way of life, joining the secret society
is the best and most correct thing for me.

I don't need to thank God; as a member of the yakuza, this is just a way to make myself happy every day.

Haha, this is so enjoyable, hahaha...

With the power, plus a little violence, the whole world is in my hands. Nothing I want
can escape my grasp. Ahahaha...

"Master."

Mayumi's voice pulled me back to reality.

The camera was set up a meter below Chizuru's lower body, supported by a tripod.

In the LCD screen, that perfect body was Chizuru with her legs spread open.

I pressed the power button, and the red indicator light instantly lit up. In the silence, only
the sound of .

"This is an abandoned villa deep in the mountains. Now, a lady is on her way
to . This lady's name is..."

"Stop talking..."

Chizuru shook her head violently, screaming as if she were using all her strength. The water pipes supporting the ropes on the ceiling
made a sizzling sound.

"Ms. Chizuru, you're really bothering me. I'm recording your narration right now, please don't
bother me like this."

"What exactly do you want to do by making this video?"

Her voice trembled, not from fear, but from anger. But no matter how angry you are, you
can't stop me.

Hanging in the air, suffering humiliation, this is your fate, because I love you.

"What I want to do, you can start thinking about it now. It's up to you what you do next.
I don't want to show this videotape to anyone else."

"Really…"

The proud Chizuru was finally about to submit at my feet.

Just one more step.

I beckoned to Mayumi, like a doctor and nurse in surgery, and Mayumi silently
handed me the vibrator.

"Mmm…"

The vibrator easily entered Chizuru's body. I pressed the switch, and the vibrator was buried
deep inside until the sound of the vibrator was completely inaudible.

"Come on, let's continue. Let's take a close-up of her face. This poor lady's name is Miyako Chizuru.
She has such beauty, yet she married a stupid man who can't work and can only
cry . But one day, she was kidnapped by a demon, who slowly developed her innate qualities as a sex slave, leading her into
a world of lust."

I stated in a report-like tone, finding it funny even to myself, but Chizuru couldn't laugh.
It was humiliating for her, but it also gave her a masochistic pleasure. Even treated like this, she still felt
something. Women are indeed just foolish and lustful creatures.

Chizuru felt humiliated and resisted, but this was only the beginning. Soon I would make her forget that I was
filming and make her moan sweetly with pleasure.

I released her, letting the vibrator penetrate deep into Chizuru's vagina, then slowly pulled it out. Chizuru's
love juice immediately sprayed onto the floor.

"Ahhh..."

The moment the vibrator was pulled out, Chizuru's whole body stiffened, emitting a shameful yet pitiful moan.

"What a disappointment, so Chizuru-san is such a lewd woman."

I mocked her half-jokingly.

Chizuru never imagined she would utter such a shameless, lewd moan. She
shook her head sadly, as if unwilling to admit it.

"Next, this time it's..."

I probed Chizuru's nearly festering vulva again.

"How about I give you an enema in this position, and then film it?"

As my fingers moved in and out, Chizuru's vagina made continuous squelching sounds. Chizuru
reacted intensely immediately upon hearing about the enema.

"No, only this..."

"Then please cooperate with me and produce a good film."

I curled my fingers, tickling and playing with her inside. Chizuru frowned, her eyes tightly closed, thinking about
what would satisfy me, what would make me let her go.

"You... what do you want me to do?"

She opened her moist, reddened eyes, slowly succumbing. Chizuru's pained expression was so beautiful.

"In that case, please repeat what I said to the camera."

I approached Chizuru, close to her ear.

The sweet scent of her sweat made me lose myself, but I immediately regained my senses. This cold and proud
slave was carefully considering her words.

"...But..."

Chizuru hesitated, wondering what to say.

Even if she recited the lines as I requested, the humiliation of being recorded by the camera would remain the same.

But compared to the shame of being given an enema and sprayed with feces, verbal humiliation was indeed much lighter.

Chizuru hesitated and spoke to the camera.

"I...I, Chizuru Miyamoto is a wanton wife...One man is...is not
enough for me...I need many...many men's penises to love me properly."

As if using up all her strength, Chizuru slumped her head weakly.

"Come on, let's continue."

I dipped my finger in her overflowing vaginal fluid, gently parted her soft labia, and
rubbed .

Chizuru convulsed in horror, involuntarily letting out obscene cries of "Haaah..." I
lifted my head again from her vagina.

The blush on Chizuru's face seemed to be a little deeper than before. Compared to the pain of being bound and suspended, sexual
excitement seemed to stimulate her senses more.

"How does it feel to have your clitoris played with? Where do you feel the most? Tell the camera clearly."

Chizuru frowned, her voice trembling, and slowly spoke to the camera.

"My ass, I can't stand having my ass played with."

"Then, let me play with your ass properly."

Chizuru was still surprised by what I said when Mayumi beside her handed me the tools we were going to use:
a 20-centimeter-long air-suction tube and a plastic pump.

We might need some lubricant later, but Chizuru's body had already produced enough natural lubricant
, so that should be enough.

Hearing what I said, Chizuru unconsciously became excited.

"Come on, exhale slowly, relax all your strength."

"No, no, please. This is not what you said before... You lied to me."

"But, you really like having your ass played with, right? Didn't you say that just now? Let's watch
the video it's finished."

"No... Only this..."

Remembering the humiliation of being given an enema, Chizuru seemed very unwilling to have her ass played with again.

But I wasn't going to stop there. I couldn't possibly ruin Chizuru's desire to have her ass played
with .

Yes, although Chizuru kept begging me verbally, the constant flow of lust from her lower body betrayed her
longing.

"Let's begin!"

I inserted the air pump into Chizuru's anus, slowly filling it with air. Her wet anus was
powerless , forced to continuously inhale.

The pump swelled and deflated with each pump, but Chizuru's anus stretched wider and wider.

Although it wasn't extremely painful, it still had an enema effect, and Chizuru's anus gradually widened.

Chizuru whimpered, wagging her tail and begging me for mercy. She trembled all over, sweating profusely.

I wiped the sweat from her body, but it was colder than ice.

"Relax and it won't hurt so much. Don't strain your anus. Come on… exhale."

"Haaah…"

Chizuru obediently listened to me, slowly relaxing the tension in her anus.

Because I had promised not to touch her genitals, I targeted her anus. But strangely,
not only relax her anal sphincter, but her vagina also began to secrete copious amounts of vaginal fluid, constantly tempting me.

This was really interesting; I had to capture this moment on camera.

"This is really good, you captured some amazing footage. After you've finished filming, let Eri see
it ."

"No!" Chizuru screamed reflexively.

"Please, this is absolutely not allowed, Eri absolutely cannot see this..."

With her anus wide open to the camera, Chizuru, still desperately trying to maintain her dignity, kept pleading with me.
It was so funny.

This was the "Flower of the Business Department," Sonouchi Chizuru, oh no, it should be the wife of Director Miyamai—
Mrs. Miyamai Chizuru, but she was so lewd and beautiful.

"I understand, I won't show this videotape to Eri, so how will you repay me?
Just tell the camera how you feel right now."

Up until now, Chizuru had been following my lines. But from now on, it would be
what Chizuru felt herself.

What would she say? My erection seemed eager to
fuck her at any moment.

"Have you decided what to do? Should I go and bring Eri over?"

"I...I..."

Chizuru said with difficulty.

"I...I love...being played with in the ass...as long as...whenever this is done, I
feel so good...it feels like I'm about to orgasm when my ass is played with...please look...please
look closely...please...please look closely at my wide-open asshole."

I didn't force her to say this; Chizuru herself admitted that she liked having her asshole played with.

Chizuru's consciousness was already blurred; her eyes were unfocused and she looked at me with confusion.

"There's no other way. Well then, I'll just have to love you even more."

I pulled out the swollen pump; the mucous membrane of her anus was ugly and deformed, and it was shining with an obscene light.

Chizuru cried out, but it wasn't a moan of pleasure. It didn't matter, because Chizuru's internal organs were probably already
injured.

The air was released, and the pump immediately deflated with a "whoosh." Chizuru's anus, which had been filled with air, slowly returned to its original shape like a deflated balloon
.

The tip of the pulled-out air hose was still covered in Chizuru's excrement.

"Ugh...you've dirtied me."

I mocked Chizuru, but her eyes remained unresponsive.

Chizuru was bewildered; she actually enjoyed having her anus played with, and even felt
pleasure from being humiliated. Her mind was now completely blank.

I handed the pump and air hose, now stained with Chizuru's feces, to Mayumi, and picked up a small vibrator from the side
. This vibrator was thinner and longer than a regular vibrator, perfect for an inexperienced anus.
The subtle vibrations of the thin vibrator gently and quietly stimulated Chizuru, slowly entering the center of her anus.

Gently, slowly...

Chizuru's cheeks flushed red as she tightly closed her eyes.

The vibrator was already deep inside, teasing Chizuru's small intestine, but yesterday's enema had left
her intestines empty, preventing her from defecating.

I slowly pulled the vibrator out, but heard a series of "plop plop" sounds coming from inside Chizuru's body.

The vibrator was smeared with feces.

The pleasure of pulling out the vibrator was similar to the pleasure of excretion. Chizuru's lips parted slightly, and she slowly let out a strange
and mysterious moan.

After a few thrusts, Chizuru's anus slowly bloomed like a flower bud.

Feeling the changes in her body, Chizuru tried to clench her buttocks, but being bound and suspended, she couldn't muster any
strength. The thick, sticky fluid overflowing from her vagina slowly flowed into her anus.

The vibrator easily slid into Chizuru's anus, which was not expected, but Chizuru
reacted intensely.

Being wet is definitely more comfortable than being dry, and the anus and vagina are basically the same structure.

Chizuru gritted her teeth and tried her best to control herself from making a sound, but in the empty training room, only Chizuru's obscene moans
could be heard.

"How is it? Is it comfortable? It must feel good to have your anus played with, Miss Chizuru."

Chizuru shook her head frantically, as if trying to convey something.

But Chizuru couldn't say anything; the boiling pleasure in her anus had burned away all her rationality.

I wanted to hear Chizuru's even more obscene moans.

"Isn't it great? You feel good, right?"

I wanted to hear Chizuru's even more obscene moans, so I excitedly pumped the vibrator in my hand even more.

"So good... ah... good..."

Finally, I heard Chizuru's moans.

"So good... so comfortable... it feels so good..."

Chizuru groaned softly.

"Where does it feel the best? Say it clearly in front of the camera."

"Ah... my asshole... my asshole feels so good..."

A lot of honey-like fluid flowed from her vagina, and the vibrator kept pumping, making Chizuru's asshole make a squelching
sound.

"Ah... so good... why... why is it like this... ah... so comfortable... my asshole
feels so good!"

Chizuru probably didn't know what she was saying anymore, constantly uttering obscene words in front of the camera.

Chizuru spoke intermittently, her breathing disordered.

"Haa...haaaah...hahaaah..."

Chizuru seemed close to reaching her climax. Having been pampered since childhood, Chizuru, with her incredibly high self-esteem
, was now about to experience a peak orgasm in her anus.

This memorable moment had to be recorded on camera, so I pulled
the vibrator .

"Ahhh...no...no..."

Chizuru's vagina suddenly tightened, and thick fluid shot out like a projectile.

She had reached her climax.

In an instant, all of Chizuru's muscles relaxed. She had climaxed; Chizuru, whose anus had been played with, had reached
her climax.

I felt satisfied too, pulling the vibrator out of Chizuru's body, looking at her opened, dark cave, where
her intestines were visible deep inside.

The opened cave showed no signs of closing; the camera zoomed in on her anus, and even so, Chizuru
's anus was still so beautiful.

Her anus snapped shut, and looking at the LCD screen, Chizuru slowly regained consciousness.

But she seemed unaware of what she had done, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"You had an orgasm!" I told her.

"Miss Chizuru, you were saying obscene things while you had an orgasm!"

Seemingly recalling her shameful state, Chizuru's body flushed an unusual red, silently
enduring the humiliation.

"And you didn't just squirt; you had an orgasm!"

"Liar…you're lying…"

"It's true! Should we rewind the video so you can confirm?"

Chizuru gasped, remaining silent.

"Director Miyamoto must be very worried!"

Chizuru looked at me anxiously.

"Should we give this video to Director Miyamoto?"

"No…please don't do such a thing. If you really do this…then I'll just have to die
."

Those eyes were so serious; Chizuru really would commit suicide! She still retained a shred of dignity. Looking at Chizuru
's eyes, I suddenly felt a surge of joy. "

I haven't reached the highest level of training and discipline yet. Wouldn't it be too boring to just let you die like this? I will
definitely continue to train Chizuru, making her lose all her self-respect and principles.

"I understand, but now it's up to you what you do."

I took out the videotape and put it in my pocket. Chizuru was still bound and hanging, silently watching me leave.

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