[Urban] Erotic Tales Series (Complete) - 14

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The identity check went more smoothly than expected. The security personnel merely gave Anzu an ambiguous and envious look before entering the elevator code behind them and using the access card to open the passage to the 16th floor.

According to Anzu, floors 16 to 18 were the exclusive floors of this club; the other elevators did not stop on these three floors, and there were no surveillance cameras installed in the corridors of these three floors. The soundproofing of the rooms was excellent; no matter how sharp the screams from one room were, they would not affect the guests in the next room.

As Koga Yu said, the access card did not offer any room rate discounts, nor could it be used to book rooms. Most of the rooms next to 1608 were already booked, and Naga, whose wallet had suffered a real blow, had no choice but to choose 1602.

It was just a themed room, and the time limit was the industry standard until noon the next day, but the money spent could have stayed in a presidential suite for two days even in a top hotel in Tokyo. Even with the strongest resolve, Naga still felt a pang of pain at the sudden expense of almost a month's salary.

Determined to get revenge on Aya, Naga, preparing for the impending attack, used her access card to open room 1602 and entered with An.

There was nothing particularly special about it; the first impression that came to mind was its size. Unlike typical love hotels, this room was a suite, with a layout closer to a regular hotel. Thinking about it, it made sense, since the rest of the hotel, except for these three floors, was essentially a normal hotel.

The bed was enormous; sitting on it, one's buttocks immediately felt its soft elasticity. There were steel frames at the four corners that could be raised and secured, allowing it to be raised as needed, echoing the hooks hanging from the ceiling. At the bottom of the steel frames were leather handcuffs connected to metal chains, and the headboard was covered with buttons listing various functions that could change the bed's position.

Just this one bed alone suggested countless exciting possibilities.

Metal frames with X and cross shapes, a rocking horse, a shackle chair, a restraint table… all the large equipment that SM enthusiasts typically need is scattered throughout this suite. Add to that the abundance of props in the closet, and it's definitely a favorite of people like Ami.

Anzu looked at the furnishings with a complicated expression, standing in the entryway, seemingly unwilling to go in.

For ordinary women, this kind of place certainly wouldn't leave any pleasant memories. Such a place, so focused on privacy, must have hidden the sorrowful cries of countless innocent girls.

“Let’s sit for a while,” Naga shook his head and patted the mattress beside him. “I think they won’t be up for a while.”

Anzu hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down next to Naga, clasping her hands between her knees, and whispered, “Kae said she’d let me know when she gets to the room.”

“Then we just need to wait patiently.” Naga nodded, his gaze unconsciously falling on Anzu’s slender ankles. After changing into slippers, her beautiful ankles involuntarily reminded him of the leather handcuffs attached to the bed leg next to them.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he quickly pulled his attention away from the room's furnishings.

A hardcover guidebook sat on the bedside table; he picked it up and flipped through it, intending to pass the time.

Sure enough, the book, filled with illustrations and text, described the usage and safety precautions for the various props and equipment in the room. He glanced at the closed doors to the suites on either side. According to the guidebook, the room behind the blue door was the rope-binding room, and the room behind the red door was the torture room. The contents were self-explanatory from their names. After

quickly flipping through the book, Naga felt even more agitated. The models in the illustrations were only average-looking, but paired with the lewd and novel props, they were incredibly stimulating. He subconsciously rubbed his crotch and asked, "Has Kae not sent a signal yet?"

An picked up her phone and shook her head. Seemingly looking for something to do, she took out a spare digital camera from her purse and adjusted the lens.

This was just in case, because members-only clubs like Asami's would provide a full set of photography equipment in the room.

"Anne, can we really threaten Fujibayashi?" Naga lay back on the bed, looking at the huge mirror on the ceiling, her tone still somewhat confused.

Anzu nodded seriously. “It’s definitely possible. Even if Ami doesn’t care, her dad does. I heard that Ami’s inheritance rights have already been squeezed very low. If something really happens, it’s not impossible for them to be revoked. Her dad is an old-fashioned man. He’s never been very satisfied with her mixed-race heritage and has always preferred her pure-blooded sister. If he doesn’t get a son in the end, the heir will probably be her future brother-in-law. Her performance will probably determine how much scraps she gets.”

“Hearing you say that, it seems like she doesn’t care much about the inheritance rights.”

Anzu shook her head. “Don’t underestimate their family’s business. Even the scraps are not a small amount that can be given up easily. Otherwise, why do you think she’d be stuck in this small company? Isn’t it because she’s here to gain experience at her dad’s behest? If it’s really just for a pretty girl, their family has a dedicated agency for the old man to enjoy.”

Uh… Although he had a general idea of Ami’s father’s family and knew a little about the Fujikawa family’s reputation, he was still somewhat shocked to hear this.

The one they were planning to target was the second daughter of such a powerful family head… Besides a vague sense of fear, a surge of eagerness welled up inside her, just like the feeling she had when she agreed to this operation. Naga smiled and reached out to stroke An's buttocks. “Well then, let’s pray we don’t get thrown into Tokyo Bay.”

About forty minutes later, the long and agonizing wait finally came to an end. After a series of buzzing sounds, An nervously picked up her phone and looked at Naga. “It’s Kae.”

Naga took a few deep breaths and stood up. “Well then, let’s begin.”

“Naga-kun, be careful. Ami is quite strong. Don’t let her knock you down.” An nervously clutched her purse and followed behind Naga, giving him a pep talk.

“Kae said she secretly opened the door. We can just go in.” An put her phone down, hesitated for a moment, then took out her stun gun and held it in her hand, as if only in this way could she feel a little more at ease.

1608. After confirming the gilded doorplate, Naga carefully grasped the doorknob and gently pushed it open. The heavy door slid open silently, revealing a messy entryway with three pairs of high heels scattered around.

"Ugh... ugh—" A tight, delicate moan was an unfamiliar sound Naga had never heard before. He glanced back at Anzu, and the two of them took off their shoes and crept in along the wall.

Sure enough, the naked beauty bound to the X-shaped metal frame was none other than the usually aloof and taciturn Keiko Kuroki.

Naga's gaze uncontrollably moved to Keiko's body, carefully licking her from head to toe. Her long hair, which was usually neatly styled in a bun, was now disheveled and scattered around her cheeks, a few strands damp with sweat, clinging to her flushed forehead and cheeks. Without the obscuring effect of her old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses, her half-closed eyes were shrouded in tears, creating a distressed yet alluring expression combined with her furrowed brows.

A soft moan escaped her sweat-drenched nose, her rosy lips stuffed with a gag, only saliva dripping from a small opening. She seemed to have just experienced an orgasm, her fair skin from her neck to her chest flushed crimson. Her already proud breasts were tightly bound at the base with thin rope, the purple mounds pierced with hollow needles, the ends of which raised red, pearl-like nipples, like a blooming hydrangea. The nipples, gripped tightly by red iron clamps, were precisely the stamens at the center.

Rough hemp rope, coiled in a tortoise-shell pattern, tightened between Keiko's legs and down her back, two large knots securing a wrist-thick black vibrator to the center of her swollen genitals. It vibrated like a motor, churning the sticky inner walls of her mature body, squeezing out drops of vaginal fluid that dripped from beneath the rope onto the floor.

Compared to the abuse Kae suffered, Keiko's ordeal was clearly far more thorough. Her long legs, which possessed beautiful curves when encased in stockings, were not only fixed to the bottom of the X-shaped frame, but also tightly bound section by section of plastic rope as thick as a violin string, turning her once alluring legs into purple, bony joints. Each purple protrusion, where blood had pooled, was studded with tiny needles adorned with red beads, much like a breast.

Kae, having likely spent the previous time creating Keiko's current state, sat calmly on the edge of the bed, wearing a bathrobe and biting her index finger in fear, staring at Ami in front of the frame.

Ami, also wearing a simple bathrobe provided by the hotel, stood barefoot on the carpet, seemingly having just derived some satisfaction from Keiko's abuse, leisurely holding a glass of red wine, admiring the scene with satisfaction.

It seems Kae must have secretly opened the door while Ami was engrossed in the pleasure of playing with Keiko's body.

Such a beautiful boss, and you've managed to toy with her like this… Naga couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. He rubbed his swollen crotch, looking for an opportunity to strike. If Ashi really knew martial arts, it would be best to subdue her with a sneak attack. Anzu and Kae were both helpers, and Ashi's only confidante was enjoying the perverse sexiness on the shelf. No matter how you looked at it, the situation was definitely advantageous.

Watching Ashi put down her wine glass, walk to Keiko, pull out a thin needle, and focus on stabbing the purple flesh of her nipples squeezed out from the sides of the iron clamp, Naga closed his eyes, took a deep breath, bent down, and pounced like a leopard.

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He couldn't leave any physical damage on Ashi that would cause trouble, so Naga's attack could only be aimed at subduing her. Learning from the stances he'd seen in movies, he tightly grabbed Ashi's arm and twisted it behind her back.

"Who!" Ashi was startled, but her reaction speed far exceeded Naga's expectations. As she screamed, she twisted and thrust her elbow backward, striking Naga squarely in the ribs.

The impact blurred his vision, weakened his grip, and then a sharp pain shot through his ankle as Ashi swept him off his balance, causing

him to fall sideways to the ground. "Yumeno?" Ashi instinctively tightened her bathrobe, then saw Anne at the entrance. "Anne, what are you doing here? Uh…you want revenge?" Anne

knew there was no way out and clenched her fists, charging forward as well.

"Hmph." Ashi didn't take Anne seriously at all. All the women who became her pets were only admired with the look of toys.

But just as Ashi was about to lift her foot, she felt a tightening around her ankle as Naga, who was lying on the ground, grabbed it.

"Filthy man! Let go of your stinking hands!" Asami's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. She kicked An in the chest with her other leg, then fell diagonally downwards, her elbow slamming into Naga's abdomen.

"Ugh—" A surge of acid rose in Naga's throat, and he groaned, curling into a ball and rolling to the side.

"To think you'd send such a scumbag to deal with me." Staring at Naga's back, Asami's eyes flashed with unusual disgust. She kicked Naga near his lumbar spine, sending him sprawling onto the carpet beside the bed.

"Kae, you opened the door for them, didn't you?" Asami glared angrily at Kae. Although she used a questioning tone, it was clear to everyone that she had already identified the culprit.

Indeed, Keiko was tied up like a mummy, and only Kae remained in the room.

"No...don't come any closer..." Kae, who hadn't expected things to turn out this way, crawled backwards towards the other end of the bed, looking like she was about to cry.

"That bitch, she's got such a heavy hand..." Naga felt a spasm in his internal organs from the pain, but thinking of the consequences of failure, he had to tense his muscles and let the anger rising in his heart control the strength of his arm.

But he didn't expect the difference between an ordinary person and a practitioner to be so great. Naga's punch, which he threw as he got up, was easily dodged by Ami, but Ami's chop landed squarely on Naga's armpit.

However, this time, Naga was not defeated by the pain. He endured it and grabbed Ami's bathrobe, pulling at her as he fell.

This method, which could be easily countered by her turning to the side and letting the bathrobe fall off, was not expected to work anyway, but Ami, who could perform various forms of sexual sadism on other women with complete ease, stubbornly refused to expose her body in front of a woman. She protected her opened clothes with both hands and was pulled bent over.

"Let go!" Ami shouted in disgust, punching Naga's wrist.

Naga loosened his collar and used his other hand to grab Ashi's wrist. In a pure contest of strength, the inherent disadvantage of women would certainly play a role.

Ashi, no longer bothering to cover her exposed chest, swung her other fist at Naga's face.

The punch landed squarely on his nose, making him see stars, and his grip on her wrist was easily broken.

At that moment, An, who had gotten up, pounced on Ashi from behind. Ashi, who was already leaning forward, finally lost her balance and fell onto Naga with a scream.

Without even wiping away the hot blood from her nose, Naga quickly grabbed Ashi's forearm and twisted his legs around to press down on Ashi's legs, as if to use a grappling technique. The other's strength was greater than he had expected, and he could only shout, "Kae! Come and help!"

"Do you guys want to die! Let go!" Ashi struggled fiercely, and despite having her hands held by Naga, she still managed to kick An in the side with her heel.

Anzu was in so much pain she almost lost all strength, but she still managed to grip the carpet tightly, pinning Aya's body down.

Kae rushed over in a panic, looking left and right, then grabbed a leather handcuff with a metal chain from the bedpost and cuffed it to Aya's right hand.

"Well done, Kae!" With one hand free, Naga finally managed to subdue Aya's remaining left hand with strength. However, as soon as his lower body relaxed slightly, Aya bent her knee and thrust it forward, just centimeters away from hitting the man's groin.

Not daring to be careless any longer, Naga grabbed Aya's wrist and moved his lower body away, panting, "Anzu, hold her legs down. Let me out from underneath."

"Okay." Anzu nodded frantically, not daring to get up, and rolled sideways onto Aya's legs, her hands tightly gripping her ankles.

"Yumeno Naga, I'm warning you, let me go right now!" Aya's voice trembled slightly, but still sounded very authoritative, clearly that of a young lady accustomed to giving orders.

Only a fool would let go at a time like this. Naga used all her strength to drag Ashi closer to the bed, pressing her left hand down with her knee. Turning to Kae, she said, "Go help An and get this damn young lady onto the bed. Be careful not to get kicked." She

used all four arms to subdue Ashi's powerful legs. Once her left hand was also handcuffed to the corner of the bed, Naga breathed a sigh of relief and went to help the two women spread Ashi's legs and secure them to the headboard.

The woman, bound in a spread-eagle position, finally lost the ability to resist. Ashi's beautiful eyes almost blazed with fire, her vicious gaze seeming to want to gouge two holes in Naga's face.

"Yumeno, I'm warning you, if it were someone else, it might be okay, but if it's you, you'll definitely… Waaah! Waaah! Waaah—!" Ashi's unfinished words were choked back down by a piece of cloth—it was a pair of underwear lying on the chair, whose ownership was unknown.

Kae's face was full of fear, and An hesitated slightly. Naga knew that she couldn't let this woman, who had always been in control, continue talking. No matter how intimidating she was before, she was much easier to deal with now that she was disheveled and gagged.

Finally able to relax and appreciate the beauty before him, Naga wiped the sweat from his brow, leaned back against the headboard, and used his toes to lift Ashi's bathrobe, taking in the deliciousness of his prey.

Ashi's figure wasn't that of an average office worker; her body was full of powerful elasticity. Even though he'd seen it once in his dreams, now, facing those irresistibly alluring legs, Naga couldn't help but feel a fire throbbing deep within his abdomen. Ashi was still struggling unwillingly, her muscles twitching beneath her smooth, taut thighs, drawing his gaze to her mysterious garden.

Beneath the curled pubic hair was a small area of slightly lighter skin. Clearly, Ashi had already experienced pleasure while tormenting Keiko. At the bottom of the crevice between her soft, pressed labia, the pinkish vaginal opening glistened with moisture.

It made him eager to thrust all the way in and fully enjoy the wonderful experience those strong, powerful legs offered.

Unfortunately, there were more important things to do. Naga pulled out a cigarette, lit it, took a drag, and provocatively blew white smoke onto Ayami's inner thigh. "Kae, where's the filming equipment? Let's begin."

Ayami looked up, glaring angrily at Naga, but then, the anger in her eyes gradually turned into mockery, as if she had remembered something ridiculous. She relaxed her body, stopped struggling, and quietly lay down. Naga

felt a little uneasy at the change in her expression. He stroked his chin, still unable to figure out the reason for Ayami's change.

Soon, Kae and Anne pushed a camera with a tripod through the ropes beside them, holding a portable one in their hands.

"Strange, she's so well-prepared, it feels like she's going to threaten someone again..." Anne whispered to Kae.

Kae shook her head and handed the portable one to Naga. "I don't know either. Ayami did say that Keiko might need to help with the filming, so we can't go too far with her."

Can't go too far? Naga glanced at Keiko, whose head hung limply, obscuring her expression. But judging from her physical state, it was intriguing to think what she would look like if things went too far.

Memories of the first dream, the one that consumed Nami's life, flooded his mind. He quickly shook his head, forcing himself to forget that outburst of dark emotions and focus his attention back on the beautiful, alluring naked body before him.

"Kae, go untie those ropes that are affecting blood circulation. Don't let Kuroki's body get damaged because of our carelessness. An, come help me. Let's get down to business." Naga turned on the two cameras, adjusted the angle of the one on the stand so the lens could accurately capture Ami's face, handed the portable camera to An, rubbed his hands together, and began to undress. "If possible, try to film my face as little as possible. It'll save us the trouble of post-production."

Seeing Naga's exposed naked body, Ami's face paled slightly. She frowned and groaned a few times, a sound that seemed both annoyed and utterly disgusted.

"What? You hate men that much?" Naga climbed onto the bed unhappily, grabbed Ashi's hair to make her lift her face, and slapped her cheek with his erect penis.

"Ughhhhh—! Ughhhhh!" Ashi shook her head angrily; this was probably the first time she had ever experienced such humiliation. But her restrained body was powerless to resist, and the sharp pain in her hair prevented her from pulling her face away.

The swollen penis, unwashed and carrying a strong male scent, began to slap Ashi's cheeks from side to side, some of the secretions from the glans dripping down and sticking to the bridge of her delicate nose.

Ashi's breathing became stronger and stronger, and Naga had no doubt that if he dared to release the shackles on his limbs at this moment, it wouldn't be impossible for Ashi to bite him to death.

It seemed unlikely that he would be able to get that beautiful little face buried between his legs for oral sex, and Naga stepped back with some disappointment, letting An zoom in to give Ashi's face, covered in male secretions, a close-up.

"After you've given her a shot on the face, take a close-up and see if she still has that awful expression." Naga patted Ami's cheek, quite satisfied with his current advantage. "Kae, weren't you two planning to get revenge? How about we play a bit?"

An licked her lips, looking eager. Kae, still focused on removing the needles from Keiko's body, shook her head and said, "No, I... I'm too scared. Naga-kun, you... you do it."

So, let's do it once. Surrounded by four beauties, two of whom were practically naked, Naga's penis was already throbbing. Having decided to take advantage of the situation and taste Keiko's body, Naga, considering how to allocate his energy, crawled towards Ami's genitals, deciding to first give this young, sadistic homosexual a dose of his pent-up semen.

Trying to maintain a facade of calm, Ami reacted instinctively with disgust when she felt her buttocks being lifted and the man's hot, naked body pressed between her legs. She forcefully pulled her knees inward, swaying and thrusting towards Naga's ribs.

This struggle, while unable to expel him from between her legs, also prevented him from penetrating her smoothly. Her writhing hips were slippery, and Ami's strength was far greater than that of an average woman. After five or six minutes of struggling, the sweating Naga still hadn't managed to get his penis to complete its task.

"Damn it, Kae, come help me." Naga beckoned, summoning Kae, who was standing beside Keiko, staring wide-eyed.

Kae obediently climbed onto the bed, tightened her bathrobe's belt, and then, as Naga instructed, sat down on Ami's waist.

Despite her petite stature, she still weighed around forty kilograms, and Ami groaned, her body's movements immediately becoming less intense.

Naga smirked smugly, lowering his body until his face was almost buried in Kae's cleavage, feeling the soft elasticity of her breasts as he aimed at her barely movable honey hole and thrust inside.

The entrance was dry from the previous struggles, and Naga retreated somewhat angrily, wiping some saliva on his glans before pressing down again.

This time, the massive glans finally squeezed into the warm, narrow cavity. Asami's toes immediately curled together, and veins bulged on her erect neck.

The tightness deep inside, comparable to a virgin's, confirmed Naga's suspicion that the beauty beneath him had only ever had sexual experience with other women and toys; he was definitely the first man to enter this place.

"Ugh—" As the tip pressed against the cervix, Asami arched her back beneath Kae's buttocks, a desperate groan escaping from behind her tightly gripped panties.

Having completed her task, Kae immediately climbed off the bed. Anzu, holding a camera, filmed Asami's grief-stricken and ashamed expression alongside her body swaying under the man's thrusts. The

grotesque, veined penis, like a giant throbbing bolt driven by a motor, repeatedly thrust in and out, reveling in Asami's beautiful, immobile naked body.

The sticky semen finally splattered all over Asami's face. She didn't turn her head away or even close her eyes. She just kept breathing heavily, staring at Naga's face, her sky-blue eyes never leaving her...

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No matter how beautiful a woman's naked body is, a man who has just ejaculated is always much calmer than before. Naga, panting heavily, smeared the remaining bodily fluids from his penis onto Ami's breasts. He sat on the edge of the bed, met her gaze, and asked curiously, "Has your hatred of men surpassed even your sensuality?"

He was now a man of considerable experience, possessing the energy and stamina bestowed upon him by his dreams, and with the techniques pointed out by Koga Yu, even without using his hands, mouth, or props, he could satisfy most women to the point of begging for mercy simply by changing the rhythm and angle of his penis.

This time with Aya, the process was indeed somewhat rushed in order to capture some useful evidence first. However, Naga wasn't just indulging himself. With ample opportunities to make love with women, he increasingly enjoyed seeing their alluring expressions as they climaxed under his manipulation. Even with the same partner, their expressions during orgasm were far more seductive than usual.

But with Aya, none of the techniques he hastily employed were effective. Her delicate genitals maintained only a minimal level of lubrication, like a dry well from which no water could be drawn, leaving only a layer of slippery moss on the well walls. The

insufficient lubrication, coupled with Aya's complex and beautiful structure, meant that Naga ejaculated faster than ever before. His penis felt like it had undergone a massage inside a mollusk's intestines. In the end, he almost used all his strength to pull out and ejaculate on Aya's face.

Next time, he must ejaculate inside, leaving not a drop behind, Naga thought, reaching out to pull the underwear out of Aya's mouth.

“I hate men, I really hate them.” This was probably the answer. Asami was much calmer than he had expected; she neither cried nor made a scene, though her voice trembled slightly at the end of her sentence, showing that the impact of being violated by a man was considerable.

“Because of your father?” Naga recalled that monotonous and oppressive dream and said with a smile.

Asami's expression changed, and she turned her head away. “That’s none of your business. Since you came to help them, you’ve achieved your goal. I promise I won’t bother Kae and An anymore. Are you satisfied?”

“That would be best.” Naga hadn’t expected Asami to give in so easily; the threats hadn’t even had a chance to be made. He seemed somewhat at a loss and could only give this dry reply.

Just let her go like that? He felt a little reluctant… Naga glanced at the key on the bedside table, feeling somewhat disappointed that he had only come once and hadn’t even touched Keiko. But this time, his goal had indeed been achieved; Kae already had a liberated expression, looking as grateful as if she were about to cry.

"Aren't you satisfied yet?" Asami turned her head, staring at him, a mocking smile playing on her lips covered in semen. "Just like men's greed..."

Naga, caught off guard, scratched his chin awkwardly, unsure how to respond. He'd never encountered a woman like Asami before, and this brought back a long-lost feeling of clumsiness.

"At least, please untie my hands first." Though it was a request, it still carried a commanding tone.

Kae hesitated for a moment, then went over and picked up the keys, freeing Asami's hands.

Naga instinctively moved towards the head of the bed, still somewhat fearful of Asami's fist.

Asami flexed her wrists, pulled the sheet over her face, gathered her bathrobe, and looked up at Naga, staring intently, just as she had when he ejaculated, as if contemplating something important.

"If you can keep your promise..." Naga's voice was a little hoarse, but this matter needed to be brought to a close.

“Fool,” Asami interrupted him, “Do you think I’m afraid you’ll give what you bought to my father?” Her clear blue eyes were filled with sarcasm. “He wouldn’t care about such trivial matters. Even if I ran naked in his company, he’d only complain that I was interfering with his employees’ work. Don’t think the second daughter is anything special; she’s just an accidental byproduct of one of his toys. What you bought can’t threaten me, much less blackmail him.”

She glanced at Kae, seemingly still reluctant to part with the toy she had already acquired. “But I can promise you, Yumeno-kun, I will return everything related to those two to them by next week.”

“Why?” Naga was taken aback and asked in confusion.

“I’ll tell you, but only after they’ve left.” Asami lazily tossed her hair and looked at Kae. “You’ve achieved your goal. Pack up and leave.”

“W-what are you going to do to Naga-kun?” An asked nervously.

“Hey, hey, I’m the one whose feet are shamefully handcuffed like this right now. Your Naga-kun might do something else to me later, so what are you worried about?” Asami narrowed her eyes, her cat-like gaze sharply locking onto

An. “Or are you planning to stay here and wait for me to change my mind and make all three of you disappear with me?” Wait, is this woman really only in her twenties? Naga licked his dry lips and nodded to An. “It’s fine. If you’re worried, you can handcuff her again before you leave. I can’t be killed by a woman who can’t move her limbs, can I?”

Whatever Asami’s purpose, at least he could stay here and have some more fun

. The two women didn’t insist any further. Filled with questions, they dressed, pushed Asami down, re-handcuffed her, gave Naga a few instructions to be careful, and then reluctantly left the room. Only

Naga, Asami, and Keiko remained in the room, and an awkward silence fell over the room.

Before the next wave of lust could rise, Naga stood up and walked to the bedside table, flipping through the hardcover brochures found in every room. He asked, "Alright, Ms. Fujibayashi, why did you keep me, the rapist, here? Don't tell me I ejaculated on your face and made you like men."

Ami snorted. "Looks like you know you're a rapist. Do you know there are actually several hidden cameras in this room?"

"What?" Naga was stunned, a chill running down his spine.

"You didn't know? People act unnaturally when there are cameras around, so sometimes I like to use hidden cameras to film. Heh, that makes sense. No wonder you didn't know. Kae and An are quite obedient; I haven't had the chance to see their lewd behavior without their knowledge..." Ami's smile was beautiful but piercing, giving Naga the illusion that he was the one currently bound.

"Just say what you want to say." Hearing this, Naga calmed down. Although he didn't know where the footage was, at least Ami was still under his control.

“I just wanted to commend your boldness, Mr. Rapist.” Asami looked at him with a smile. “I hate all men, but the kind I hate the least is someone like you who’s fearless.”

“Hmm? So?” Sensing a subtle atmosphere, Naga cautiously turned to look at Asami.

“Obviously you already know who I am, so you should also know that my insignificant inheritance doesn’t belong to me personally.”

Naga nodded. “I know it’s shared with your future husband who will marry into your family.”

“But I hate men. That physiological aversion, you just… felt it, didn’t you?” Asami stretched her neck. “It’s not like I’ve never been with a man, but let alone sex, even holding hands and kissing make me feel uncomfortable. I only like women, soft and delicate, smelling sweet, women who cry and convulse with orgasm when I play with them. I feel like I was born the wrong gender.”

“That’s just a psychological issue,” Naga smiled wickedly. “Physiologically, I can guarantee you’re an absolute woman. Your womanly aspects are truly wonderful.”

Asami curled her lip in disgust. “It’s terrible for me, painful and swollen.”

"You don't expect me to marry you and share the inheritance, do you? I don't believe that raping you will bring me such a good thing." Naga turned back and started flipping through the brochure. No matter what the outcome would be, it had already been filmed, so he might as well play until he was satisfied. Even if he was thrown into jail or Tokyo Bay tomorrow, he would at least get some of his money back.

“What you said isn’t impossible.” Asami’s tone softened, combining with her already delicate and charming voice to create an alluring sound. “If you can keep me satisfied, making you the son-in-law of the Fujikawa family isn’t unacceptable to me.” Naga

’s heart skipped a beat, but immediately Miku’s smiling face flashed before her eyes. “Satisfy you?”

“If you don’t like it, I can put it another way.” Asami licked her lips. “I hope you can help me. Or, to put it another way, I think we can cooperate.”

“Cooperate?”

“That’s right,” Asami nodded. “My father doesn’t care about me, but he won’t help me either. At most, I can only transfer employees I’ve taken a liking to from the parent company to my side, and that’s limited to those insignificant little roles. After all, I’m a woman. To be honest, homosexuality isn’t very effective as a means of coercion. And if I go straight to the sadomasochistic stage, it will arouse their resistance like Kae and Anne, and they’ll start to hate me too. Actually, for me, hunting down women I want isn’t easy.”

“So?”

"That's why we need a bold and handsome man like you, isn't it?" Seeing the subtle change in Naga's expression, Aya smiled with satisfaction. "Imagine you're a man who just got a girlfriend. Compared to seeing your girlfriend entangled with another woman, seeing her being casually played with by another man would definitely be more shocking, right? And for most women, video footage of them in bed with a man is much more effective as a blackmail tool."

Naga picked up his red wine, Aya's lip print still lingering on the glass. He pressed the lip print against it and took a sip, seeing Aya frown with satisfaction. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and lifted the collar of his bathrobe, caressing Aya's full breasts, and said with a smile, "I have to say, your suggestion is very tempting."

“I know you’re a smart person. Even if a fool had the guts, he wouldn’t have the ability to actually attack me.” Asami frowned, looking at her own chest, clearly suppressing her disgust. “Lustful, bold, and not stupid, plus she’s my colleague. I think we should be able to work together quite well. And I can guarantee that what you get in the end will be much more than just those beautiful women.”

“Your targets include…”

“I promise there won’t be Kae or An,” Asami said quickly, then immediately added, “Of course, there won’t be Shimokawa Miku either.” When she mentioned Miku’s name, a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.

Naga pinched Ami's nipple, gently rubbing it, his manhood gradually awakening, lust mixing with his blood and gathering in his lower abdomen. "To be honest, I always feel like you're not telling me the truth. But I really can't find a reason to refuse. If I don't agree, my next identity will probably be that of a rapist."

"Exactly." Ami's smile was a little forced, still not used to having her breasts played with by a man. "And if you agree, not only will all sorts of beautiful women become our toys, but you can also live the life you want. Whether you plan to marry Miku or come and enjoy the Fujikawa family's assets with me, it's a wonderful future, isn't it?"

"But if Miku finds out..." Miku's weight in his heart was much greater than he had imagined, and it became the reason for his last hesitation.

“Any reward comes with risk,” Ashi pursed her lips, the feeling against her chest making her shift uncomfortably. “If you have to worry about something like this, how did you manage to risk raping me for Kae and the others?”

She was right. Naga laughed. After all, from the moment he decided to come here, he had already embarked on a risky path, only the results were surprisingly plentiful. Ashi’s conditions were too much for him to refuse. She could have easily threatened him with denunciation to force him to obey.

“If you promise not to make a move on Miku, I think I’d be happy to cooperate with you.” Naga breathed a sigh of relief and agreed.

“I promise, Miku, Kae, and An, these three women are all yours alone. Do I need to swear?” Ashi said seriously. “Next week, Kae will be transferred to your department. Then, if you want to cheat on Miku, it’ll be up to you.”

“And what about you?” Naga’s desire reignited. He lowered his head, his chin resting on her breasts, looking closely at Ashi. Whether she agreed or not, this time, he was determined to ejaculate inside her, to fully savor that exquisitely beautiful honeypot, comparable to a legendary virgin. Even if it meant shattering their newly established partnership, he was willing to do it.

Asami frowned and forced a smile. "To be honest, I still have no desire for men." She turned her head, looking somewhat troubled at Naga's swollen and breathtakingly erect penis. "But it seems that from any perspective, I don't have much room to refuse you."

"And what's your answer? I prefer a more direct approach." He turned his chin, his stubble brushing against her rosy nipples.

Asami pursed her lips, seemingly weighing something carefully. After deliberating for about ten seconds, she sighed somewhat dejectedly. "Although I'm reluctant, I should still pay a price for my demands. Okay, I promise that within our cooperative relationship, I will also belong to you. However, I must state one thing: you are not allowed to force me to do anything anymore. I will try my best to cooperate with you."

She stared at Naga's face, puzzled by the dissatisfaction on his expression. She hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Okay, I think it's a bit difficult for you to get my consent for everything, so I'll compromise. I will try my best to show my sincerity. Similarly, you cannot leave me without a chance to refuse. Under this premise, as long as I don't refuse, you can do whatever you want."

Naga smiled, lowered his head, and sucked on her nipple, encircling the delicate, grainy bud with his lips, flicking it back and forth with the tip of his tongue.

"Uh... if you don't say anything, I'll take it as... umm, you agree." Asami tensed her back, staring down at Naga's head against her chest, goosebumps rising on her smooth, tender chest.

This beautiful naked body, capable of seducing any man in the world, was indeed instinctively rejecting men. However, Naga firmly believed that this was merely a psychological issue stemming from witnessing his parents' abnormal sexual activity as a child. He was determined to gradually let Ami experience the wonder of men through this collaboration.

He patiently kissed Ami's breasts, alternating between the two, while his hands slipped inside her bathrobe, gently caressing her. He teased her like this for over twenty minutes, focusing on every possible erogenous zone except for directly attacking her groin.

If it were someone with a more sensitive constitution like Kae, she would probably have already orgasmed.

But Ami's expression still seemed to be barely suppressing her disgust, and even her breathing didn't become much more rapid. On the contrary, Naga, under such caresses, could hardly control his impulses, and his penis began to throb and protest against him.

Hmm… I'll satisfy myself first. Naga didn't have much trust in Ashi to begin with. He thought for a moment, then untied Ashi's hands, spread his legs, and knelt above her chest. He braced himself against the foot of the bed, aiming his erect member directly at Ashi's mouth.

“Ashi, come on, help me.” He moved his hips downwards, the huge, purplish-red glans pressing against Ashi's lips.

“Aren't you afraid I'll bite you?” Ashi pulled back a few centimeters in disgust, looking up at him.

“Cooperating with you is risky enough. I'd rather take the risk than not see you with my mouth inside me. You said you'd try your best to be sincere, and I gave you the chance to refuse. Come on, little Ashi.” Naga lowered his head, his voice low and hoarse, his breathing like that of a beast in heat.

“I don't like that nickname. You should just call me Ashi.” Ashi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then raised her hand and carefully grasped the base of Naga's member. “Uh… harder than I expected.”

She opened her mouth, the soft, rosy slit gradually widening to accommodate the hard tip, but she didn't just put it in. As if remembering something, she simply stuck out her tongue and gently licked the tip of the glans, saying, "I suddenly realize that I seem to have conceded too much in this collaboration."

That lick sent a shiver down Naga's spine, almost forcing his penis into Ashi's mouth, but he had to endure it, asking, "So what do you want?"

"Since you insist on me belonging to you, then in exchange, shouldn't I have a share of those women who belong to you?" Ashi lightly touched Naga's glans with her lips, playing with the penis in her hand as if examining a novel toy.

"So you've changed your mind..." Naga narrowed his eyes, wanting Kae and An to return to Ashi's torment—something he could refuse without even considering.

Understanding his meaning, Asami spoke first, "This isn't about going back on your word, it's just a small agreement." Observing the changes in Naga's breathing, this clever beauty quickly grasped the knack of manipulating his penis. Her fingers began to skillfully squeeze the foreskin in the middle, letting it slide around the glans. Clearly, she understood when men were most willing to talk. "I'll share all my prey with you, including myself. I might as well take a step back. If any of my future prey have a target you fancy, you can still remove her from my torture list. In return, my request is that Kae and An, plus any women you fancy that you conquer, if there are any I particularly like, please let me enjoy them too. I promise I won't do anything to harm them, and I promise you'll always be present. When I love them, you can play with me at the same time."

This wasn't an unreasonable condition. After all, with Naga's current abilities and Miku's supervision, it was unlikely he'd find new women as sexual partners. Even if he did, it would simply be Asami engaging in pure lesbian intercourse while he was present—essentially enjoying the pleasure of playing with two beauties simultaneously.

The lewd scene of Kae and An writhing and moaning beneath him resurfaced in his mind. If one of them were Ami, who was incredibly skilled at manipulating women's bodies, it would be even more arousing.

Desire was almost overwhelming him, but he still managed to ask, "Is Miku also among your targets?"

Ami raised her head, kissed his penis from the side, and chuckled softly, "You know, the parent company's PR department has countless beauties who can make men's eyes pop out of their sockets. I gave you a chance to have them, can't I exchange that for the possibility of me getting closer to Shimokawa-senpai?"

"She'll be angry. She gets very unhappy whenever she mentions you." Naga's penis was almost about to explode. If it weren't for Miku's genuinely angry appearance that made his heart ache, he would have already agreed.

“I’m just a woman, a woman who can’t possibly have violated her.” Asami groaned as she licked the side of Naga’s penis, kissing the taut scrotum from his groin. It seemed that even without practical experience, her knowledge and intelligence were enough for her to accurately find the way to drive a man crazy. “If she really gets angry, I promise I won’t do it again. And I will definitely help you beg her for forgiveness.”

She hooked Naga’s testicles with her tongue and breathed hot air on them. “If you’re still not reassured, why don’t we add the same clause? You do your best to meet my demands, and I will give you the right to refuse.”

“As for Kae and An, it might take some time. You know they’re still very afraid of you.” Naga breathed heavily, his entire scrotum being skillfully caressed by Asami’s tongue, the pleasure sending a jolt through his entire spine.

“Okay, I can wait. Once the cooperation begins, you’ll have many opportunities to show your sincerity.” Asami’s voice came from between his legs, her tongue gradually sliding to his perineum, stopping near his anus, circling and sucking.

“Alright, let’s settle everything then.” Naga habitually adopted a businesslike tone, and couldn’t help but laugh.

Ami turned her head with satisfaction, kissed his glans, and then looked at him with moist eyes. “If you insist I show some sincerity, I hope you can let me go and take a good shower. You don’t want me to only have that terrible memory of rape every time we make love, do you?” “Of course

,” Naga said hoarsely, his eyes already reddening with desire. “I want to be the only man who can make you cry with joy.”

Ami’s tongue traced across his red lips, nimble and swift, like a bright red snake’s tongue.

“I’m also very much looking forward to it.”

(47)

After being rinsed by the showerhead, Naga’s mind finally calmed down considerably.

But even with his reason returning to normal, he couldn’t find a reason to refuse Ami. This cooperation wouldn’t do him any harm. He couldn’t say he was completely unmoved by the Fujikawa family’s wealth, but the two women in his heart held more weight, offsetting his thirst for riches.

Miku wouldn't willingly become his mistress; she'd simply dump him. As for Yui, who hadn't appeared in a long time but still filled him with sweetness when he thought of her, he never considered letting her exist in a shady place.

Even if it was a choice between the two, Naga firmly believed that his wife would only be one of them. This feeling was very strange, and it became even stronger after he had Kae, An, Ami, and more and more sexual partners in the future.

He wondered if he, with his promiscuity, still had the right to call it love.

But if he were to actually say it, out of ten thousand women, ten thousand and one would disagree.

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, turned off the tap, dried himself, fiddled with his softened erection, and, too lazy to put on his cumbersome bathrobe, opened the door and went out.

Around each shelf, a large plastic sheet was laid, covering the carpet. Asami stood on the plastic sheet beside Keiko, embracing Keiko's still bound body. She tilted her head and nibbled at Keiko's slender neck, like a beautiful vampire, pulling at Keiko's fair skin with her teeth.

Her hands covered Keiko's breasts, the ropes loosened, the full, white mounds heavy in her palms, soft flesh overflowing from between her fingers. Compared to the previous needle pricks and tight binding, Asami's current action of simply gripping them tightly could almost be considered gentle.

But being a woman trained in martial arts, Naga could tell from the sweat constantly beading on Keiko's forehead that the pain from those small hands was not pleasant.

Indeed, she was an abnormal fetishist who could find strange pleasure in the suffering of her object. Asami's simple torment already elicited pleasurable gasps, her beautiful legs, protruding from under her bathrobe, parted and clamped around one of Keiko's tightly bound lower limbs, moving back and forth to please herself.

She rested her head on Keiko's chest, her cheeks flushed with pleasure. She tugged at Keiko's swollen, purple nipples with her fingers, smiling seductively as she said, "You washed so quickly. Can you wait a bit, let me... let me enjoy myself first?"

"Of course, just don't keep me waiting too long." Seeing the two contrasting yet equally alluring naked bodies nestled together, Naga's penis immediately began to swell, rising from its base.

Keiko's moist eyes had been fixed on Naga since he appeared, fixed on his strong, young, and powerful naked body, an obvious longing flowing from the corners of her shining eyes.

"Keiko, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting so long..." Ami stood up, panting, and placed her hand on Keiko's crotch. "Come on, I'll make you go to heaven." With each word she spoke, her fingers pushed the enormous vibrator, which was wrapped in rope inside Keiko's vagina, further in. After that sentence, not only was the entire thing completely swallowed, but Ami's fingers also sank nearly two knuckles deep.

" Gaa

... With practiced, fluid movements, Ami used only her left hand; her right hand remained beneath her crotch, caressing and exploring with each shift in motion. As Keiko convulsed, and urine streamed down her inner thighs, Ami bit her lower lip, her cheek pressed tightly against Keiko's breast, her body trembling. " So easy to orgasm? She's clearly very sensitive." Naga's mouth grew dry. He strode behind Ami, close to her, his lowered hand caressing her round, smooth buttocks, gently moving up and down. "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe you can orgasm so easily." Ami's voice still trembled slightly; her hand lingered on Keiko's nipple, but she didn't show any obvious resistance to Naga. Perhaps to fulfill her promise to show sincerity, she stood on tiptoe, leaning against Keiko, her buttocks raised high. His fingers explored between the rising hills, following the damp heat, his fingertips quickly touching a patch of slippery, tender flesh, like honey-coated flesh. The narrow vaginal opening still savored the afterglow, contracting and relaxing rhythmically. Was it really only a woman's body that could excite her? Just this little bit of torment had made Keiko so wet. Naga reluctantly pushed his fingers further in, his thick knuckles easily entering Ami's body. The moist, warm, soft flesh writhed and tightened, quickly gripping his fingers. Completely different from the dry well before, Ami had now become a moist, abundant cavern, slippery and powerful. He immediately forgot his original plan to continue with oral sex; the sensation from his fingers made him impatiently lower his hips, grasp his swollen penis, and send the glans towards the source of ecstasy. Ami closed her eyes, playing with Keiko's body even more intensely, as if this escapism could distract her from the fact that she was being violated and assaulted by a man. This did have some effect. When Naga thrust in, Ami forcefully pinched Keiko's breasts and squeezed her waist; when he pulled out, she bit Keiko's nipples and twisted her thick pubic hair. He swayed back and forth, easily feeling the space between them contracting excitedly. The swollen, soft cervix, like a bud overflowing with nectar, slowly opened with each thrust. Ami's movements transmitted intense sensuality to the immobile Keiko. The once cold and elegant voice inside the gag, mixed with the muffled groans from saliva, transformed into a sensual moan. That moan, in sync with the rhythm of Naga's thrusts, gave him the illusion that he was playing with Keiko's body. This strange, disorienting feeling made his lower body even more aroused. Coupled with the exquisite and intoxicating sensation inside Ami, an ordinary man would probably have collapsed and ejaculated after only a dozen or so thrusts. Asami's experience with men wasn't enough for her to recognize the signs of impending ejaculation. As Naga's enlarged glans pressed tightly against her aching clitoris, his rapid, small thrusts still lingered, immersed in the fresh pleasure woven from Keiko's delight and Naga's ignited lust. Soon, Asami clung to Keiko's body, tiptoeing to nibble on Keiko's earlobe. Her left hand gripped the rope between Keiko's legs, pulling upwards forcefully. The vibrator, which had barely slipped out, was once again pulled back into her voluptuous flesh by the rope. Both women trembled simultaneously, reaching their peak in a series of delicate spasms. Asami's climax was so intense it could make a man weep with joy, as if countless baby fingers were encircling Naga's penis, circling upwards, constricting, and squeezing deeper. Her blooming clitoris clung tightly to the tip of the glans, each squeeze ending in a pleasurable sucking of her tender stamen. Naga pressed down on Ashi's buttocks without leaving any gap, wishing he could stuff his testicles into her body as well. He bent down, excitedly grasping her sweaty, cool breasts, his penis throbbing violently inside her. "Ahhh—I'm coming!" "Uh—" Ashi, who had been biting her lip to keep quiet, opened her mouth in panic, but only managed to utter a syllable before the heat surging against her core brought her to an even greater wave of pleasure. The pleasure layered on top of the previous orgasm was so intense that she forgot the dreadfulness of men for a moment. Instinctively, she twisted her waist, grabbed Naga's arm, opened her eyes, and looked at Naga's face in a daze. With a long, thin moan, she swallowed every last drop of the thick semen. Her fit and elastic young body displayed an even more dazzling beauty during orgasm. All the muscles in her body tensed and strained, maintaining the curves twisted at the peak of pleasure. The internal muscles were also intricately working, the walls of the cavity enveloping Naga's penis constantly stimulating him, making his lower back go weak, and slowing down the softening of his penis considerably. Asami looked at him with an expression that was almost bringing her to tears, her tense body remaining taut for a full half minute before softening with a soft, seductive moan escaping her nose. She slowly knelt on the ground, holding onto Keiko's thighs, tilting her head to look at Naga, the smile on her lips seemingly still savoring the pleasure of the moment. Naga slumped back onto the carpet, panting as he looked at Asami's sweaty, bare back, the lower part of her rapidly rising and falling, smooth curves, the center of her full, beautiful buttocks, where his bodily fluids were slowly dripping, a white, murky line drawn from the rosy cleft of her vulva. A few minutes of breathless silence followed before Asami tossed her hair and said, "If you can try your best to ignore the fact that you're a man, it's not actually that bad." Naga smiled confidently, "Sooner or later you'll find that I can give you an even better feeling." "Mmm... so much stuff inside." She frowned, casually picking up Keiko's underwear that was lying to the side and wiping away the leaking fluid. "You didn't refuse, and I couldn't help myself. It should be alright, right?" Naga deliberately adopted a relaxed tone, watching Asami's expression and guessing the consequences. "It's nothing. If I really get pregnant, and it's a son, I might even thank you." Asami looked down at her crotch, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom. "But this sticky feeling is so uncomfortable. I'm going to take a shower." Reaching the bathroom door, she turned to look at Naga, gesturing towards Keiko's naked body. "I'm going to take a proper shower. If you have nothing to do, you can use Keiko to pass the time." "You can't leave for now. You can do whatever you want with her to kill time. From now on, she's yours." Asami casually said this before closing the bathroom door.

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