Discipline in the research lab at the University of Tokyo

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The University of Tokyo wasn't far from home, about an hour's drive away. I walked into the lecture hall and sat next to Nana. Yes, it was my middle school classmate, Nana. For some reason, she was always assigned to sit near me since middle school, and I never imagined we'd end up in the same department in university.
Aside from her penchant for sexually harassing me, she was also a considerate and lovely beauty, and her personality was more outgoing than mine. Having Nana as a companion in university was truly a joy. We were even chosen as the most beautiful girls at the University of Tokyo, something I only found out later.
"Hey, Misa's wearing pants again today, so I guess I'll just have to play with your upper body."
This was Nana's usual way of greeting me. I often thought that if she were a man, she'd definitely be a huge pervert.
"Nana...no...other people will see."
"It's okay, there aren't any male classmates around yet. Hmm, I'm so envious, Misa's breasts have grown so much, mine are all so small."
"You're lying, you're clearly an 85D."
At that moment, I noticed she was wearing a miniskirt and black stockings. "Nana, do you wear stockings and skirts every day now?"
"Yeah, I've been doing it since middle school. Speaking of which, why doesn't Misa wear stockings anymore?"
Nana's gaze moved from my breasts to my thighs, tracing my fair skin back and forth.
"Don't touch me!"
I don't know why I reacted so strongly. Nana, startled by my outburst, quickly withdrew her hand.
"Misa, are you alright?"
Nana hurriedly asked, thinking she had gone too far.
"Sorry... Oh, the professor is coming in."
The professor and students entered the classroom, and we took out our books to prepare for class.
Nana's caress of my thigh reminded me of a male classmate doing the same thing to me on a train before, and I immediately pulled away from her due to psychological factors. I was distracted throughout the class, constantly thinking about my own questions, when I suddenly remembered the card Masato had given me.
I searched the psychology department building for a while and finally found Masato's research room. I wondered if my uninvited arrival would be a mistake, or if I was hindering Masato's work.
Fortunately, Masato greeted me with a smile. The study room was simply laid out. There was a desk in the corner, next to a large bookcase filled with psychology books. What was unusual was a sofa chair in the middle of the room, presumably for mental patients to lie down comfortably.
"Excuse me, there aren't any other chairs in the room, please sit here,"
Yaren said, making tea as he spoke.
"Hehe, it's alright, this chair seems very comfortable."
I curiously sat down and lay down; it was indeed very comfortable.
"Misa, what can I do for you?"
Yaren handed me a cup of black tea.
"I haven't had a chance to visit you since enrolling, so I came to your office specifically to see you. Also, actually… there's something…"
I took a small sip of tea, finding it a little difficult to say.
"Is it about the wedding? If it's Misa's problem, I'd be happy to help, but you have to tell me honestly so I can help."
I mustered my courage and told him about how I was almost turned into a stocking-stocking sex slave in middle school, knowing that Yaren might hate me from then on.
"Hmm, I understand."
Yaren held my hand, making me feel warm. Then, he slowly began to explain.
"Actually, when I made love to Misa last time, I noticed that your body is very sensitive and you have a lot of hormones. People usually call women like that promiscuous, but I think it's just innate, not a bad thing."
My face turned red after Yaren said that.
He continued to explain, "But because you were sexually assaulted, your rational mind tells your body to be disgusted, but your physiology urges you to accept it. When your rationality is stronger, you will do all kinds of avoidance behaviors. For example, you always wear stockings when you are assaulted, so your body will also resist wearing stockings."
Yaren finished his tea in one gulp: "Actually, what you are afraid of is facing the promiscuous self after your rationality is defeated. But psychologically, you will build a wall around your body, and in the long run, you will refuse to get married or even interact with the opposite sex because you are afraid of sex."
"Then... what should I do..."
Not being able to wear stockings is a small matter, but if I can't get married, then my happiness will be ruined.
“Actually, it’s not that difficult to cure. We can try hypnosis, and then…”
Yato stammered a little.
“Then what… tell me quickly!”
As soon as I heard that it could be cured, I was willing to try anything.
“Well… first, I need to hypnotize you, and then you need to experience normal sex. Just make your subconscious stop resisting.”
No wonder Yato was reluctant to say at first; he was probably afraid I would think he wanted to take advantage of me.
“Then… Yato-nii… are you willing to help me?”
I lowered my head, not daring to look him in the eye.
“Hypnotizing you is possible… but if we’re going to have sex…”
“Brother… do you dislike me?”
I looked at him with teary eyes.
“No! Of course not, Misa is so cute, how could I dislike her! It’s just that what I said was just theory; I don’t know if it will actually work.”
Thinking about it, besides me, how could any other girl ask someone to hypnotize her and then have sex?
“Then… Misa will be the good test subject. Didn’t brother say he likes to see Misa in short skirts and stockings? If the treatment is successful, Misa can wear them for you.”
Having said that, Yato couldn’t refuse anymore.
He went out for a while, returning about twenty minutes later with several pairs of unopened flesh-colored stockings. He told me to take off all my clothes, leaving me only in these flesh-colored stockings.
Taking off my clothes in front of Ya Ren was actually manageable, since we'd already been intimate, but wearing stockings still made me a little nervous. However, for the sake of treatment, I tried my best.
Now, I was only covered by a pair of sheer stockings. Ya Ren then blindfolded me with a black cloth and placed me on the large chair.
I felt a little nervous, and my lower body was secreting a little lubrication. I kept rubbing my stockinged feet together, making a rustling sound.
"Misa, don't be nervous, relax."
Ya Ren was massaging my forehead, and I smelled an aromatherapy scent, probably from him.
I felt my body begin to relax, and Ya Ren told me to follow him and slowly count from one to ten. But when I counted to five or six, my consciousness slowly began to dissipate.
"Yes, just relax your body like that, and imagine you are having sex with your boyfriend. He loves every inch of your skin, and he wants to kiss your nipples, is that okay?"
I nodded, and immediately a wave of pleasure came from my nipples.
"Mmm...mmm...ah..." Then, I felt two strong hands stroking my stockings. They stroked faster and harder, and I started to resist.
"Misa, don't be nervous...your legs are so beautiful, you love it when I stroke your legs, don't you?"
"Mmm...Misa likes it..."
I felt Yato's hands becoming gentler, especially at the base of my thighs. I could feel a warm current because he was almost touching my vulva.
At this moment, Yato picked up one of my feet and put it in his mouth. I remembered when Yato licked my toes before, and my lower body couldn't help but produce a lot of love fluid.
"Ah...ah...mmm..."
Although I couldn't see, I guessed that the stockings on my lower body were already wet and transparent. Yato tenderly caressed my labia, constantly comforting me.
"Misa's lower body is very wet."
As Yato spoke, he spat out my foot, and after speaking, he put the other foot in his mouth again. The top of the stocking was wet with his saliva.
"Ah... um... Misa... isn't she lewd?"
These were the words that came out of my subconscious, and for some reason, they came out of my mouth.
"No, Misa is very cute, I like her the most."
After Yato finished speaking, he spread my legs wide apart.
Luckily, I couldn't see, otherwise, with my vulva facing him, I would definitely be incredibly ashamed. I gradually felt breath coming from my lower body, probably because Yato had put his head closer.
"Ah... oh... ah... no... it's dirty there."
"Misa isn't dirty at all, and it tastes good."
Yato ignored my words and instead worked even harder, moving his tongue back and forth through my stockings to stimulate my clitoris, making my body tremble.
I was so aroused by him that I actually asked him to tear my stockings. In the past, when I was violated, the person liked to tear my stockings and then penetrate me. But when I heard the sound of Yato tearing my stockings, I didn't feel scared at all, but rather a little expectant.
Yato's fingers went in, and I don't know why, but he seemed to know my body very well, and he even pressed on my G-spot. Each time his fingers withdrew, I felt some of my love juice being drawn out with them, but there was still an endless flow of it.
"Ah...ah...so good...I'm going to...I'm going to come...oh...mmmmmm!"
I couldn't help but hug Yaren and kiss him deeply until all my juices gushed out from my genitals before we separated. As I was panting, a strong smell of semen wafted around me.
"Misa, next up is your favorite cock."
I opened my mouth and began to suck and stroke Yaren's penis. I should hate giving men oral sex, but hearing Yaren's moans as I did so, I worked even harder. Yaren's penis was so big that I switched to licking his glans and testicles with my tongue. Every time I licked a certain spot, I could feel his whole body trembling.
"Misa, you're a virgin now, and your boyfriend wants to be with you, is that okay?"
Yaren gave me another hint.
This time, my body reacted naturally. I spread my legs, opened my vagina, and prepared for a thick, large penis to be inserted.
"Ah...ah! Ah...it's in...oh..."
I felt the pain of first penetration as if I were a virgin.
Yato, meanwhile, was on top of me, gently and softly wiggling his hips.
"Misa's body is amazing...can I thrust?"
"Hmm..."
After mentally preparing myself, Yato slowly withdrew his penis and then slowly inserted it again. The walls of my vagina were tightly squeezed, making me feel very full.
"Hmm...oh oh oh...hmm hmm...ah...inside...so comfortable...hmm...brother's...so thick...so hot...ah ah..."
My body gradually felt pleasure, and my previously scattered will became even weaker. My body felt so comfortable that I felt like I was about to float.
Yato thrust faster and faster, and I could hear his moans right next to my ear. I had never experienced such comfortable intercourse before.
"Ah... Misa's body... is so beautiful... oh... I love you so much... ah!"
Yato's hips swayed rhythmically, making us both scream.
Yato seemed not to want to disturb others, so he thrust in and out while we kissed passionately. Yato's thrusts were so forceful, almost piercing my cervix with each one, but I wanted more and more to be possessed by his penis.
"Oh... oh... I'm coming, brother... ah... I want it again... oh... ooh... I'm coming... oh..."
"Misa... I'm going to... I'm going to cum... ahhh..."
We both climaxed, and he ejaculated all over me, making me sticky and wet. Afterwards, we kissed deeply for who knows how long.

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