Romantic Young Master [Complete] - 35

Chapter 57 ◆ One-Shot Rape (Part 2)

I immediately roared, "Amaterasu! Come out now! Stop hiding!" My voice traveled in a direction towards the northern mountains, transmitted using my true energy. With my current power, I could definitely send my voice over mountains and valleys at least a kilometer away. She was spying on us from at least 17 or 18 kilometers away, maybe even further.

The sensation from the north immediately disappeared. I guessed that bastard Amaterasu had probably run away, but she must have heard me.

All the flower ninjas were stunned, including the outsiders Koizumi Yuka and Tojo Emi.

The flower ninjas, led by Hana, immediately wanted to bow to the north.

I immediately stopped them, "Don't bow to her! I've decided to take her as my sex slave. Her status will be the same as yours, so you don't need to bow to her at all! The only person you should bow to is me! Your lord! And your only master! Do you understand?"

The flower ninjas were stunned on the ground, unable to react for a moment, or rather, they didn't know how to react.

I was even more enraged, but knowing these stubborn fools wouldn't change their minds anytime soon, I stopped talking and just sullenly buried my head in my work, brutally fucking the Flower Goddess I was trying to leave. My movements were rough, my strength fierce, my actions frenzied; I was completely venting my frustrations on this Flower Goddess, who resembled Amaterasu in sculptures and paintings. At that moment, I didn't care whether she was an ethereal fairy or not; in my mind, I had imagined her as Amaterasu's sex slave, ravaging her with all sorts of sadistic, humiliating, and perverse methods!

When the image of Amaterasu, with a dog collar around her neck, naked and crawling on the ground like a female dog being led by me, appeared before these Flower Ninjas, I wondered how they would react? Would they laugh or cry? Or would they be extremely embarrassed and terrified? Or would they plead with me for mercy?

The thought of that bizarre and interesting scene fills me with excitement and strengthens my resolve to make Amaterasu my sex slave. I'll use every method I can imagine, from fantasies to all the other women, and all in front of these flower ninjas. Wait

a minute! Could it be that Amaterasu is deliberately avoiding me because she knows I intend to abuse, humiliate, and trample on her?

Very likely! Absolutely! Damn! So that's why Amaterasu is hiding from me.

Damn it! She can't hide forever! I'll search every corner of Japan to find her, hmph…

But I've discovered something interesting, no! It's 200, a full 200 dog collars with chains, and each exquisite collar has a name on it—the names I gave to Amaterasu's 200 female guards. These dog collars, meticulously crafted with various precious diamonds and jewels, were definitely my design, and perhaps even made by me personally. Remarkably, none of the 200 collars are alike. Aside from the somewhat incongruous but undeniably sturdy alloy dog chains, each collar appears to be a uniquely designed, exquisitely crafted, and intricately made necklace—a rare and precious piece, comparable to the work of a master jewelry designer. Women would be absolutely captivated and driven mad by them, all wanting to own one. However, each collar features either small gemstones or a single large gemstone carved into a floral pattern with the wearer's name, and the metal clasp used to fasten the dog chain suggests that the collar's purpose was not simple. Fortunately, women have hair to conceal this. They are currently buried intact in a mountain cave 13 kilometers to the north, seemingly for quite some time, yet remarkably well-preserved.

I suspect these special neck ornaments, crafted specifically for the Flower Ninja, were buried by a certain Flower Ninja leader during their transmission, simply because they couldn't bear the symbol of shame! But why not just destroy them?

Oh! Perhaps knowing these "neck ornaments" were discarded, I, a thousand years ago, enacted a law-like rule: no Flower Ninja is allowed to damage or lose their collars without permission, otherwise, they will face severe consequences. If they are worn out, they will be responsible for repairing them. In short, they must cherish and preserve their collars as if they were their gods or lords.

This is amazing! I was originally planning to spend time and effort crafting a batch of these to give to the Japanese beauties I've subdued, but now I've struck gold! I don't need to waste time, effort, or brain cells designing and crafting them. I am extremely satisfied with these 200 dog collars! I'm ecstatic, overjoyed, and feel like I've found a priceless treasure. I want to dance with joy in my heart.

There are currently 136 active Flower Ninjas, plus 13 successors, so there are still 51 dog collars left, meaning 51 more Japanese beauties could be given away. Of course, people like Yuka Koizumi and Emmy Tojo are not qualified to receive such precious items; they only deserve collars sold in pet stores or adult shops.

I've already figured out how to give these 149 "neck ornaments" to the Flower Ninjas. And I'm not afraid that the Flower Ninjas will know my thoughts; in my heart, I can freely and unrestrainedly fantasize about them, imagining how cute, interesting, and of course extremely beautiful the 149 Flower Ninjas—no, I should say my pets—would look wearing dog collars.

Wait! That's right! I've noticed that most statues and paintings of Amaterasu depict her with a collar around her neck. Especially near the flowerbed next to the "Starry Night Tower," there's a jade statue of Amaterasu and me. It shows Amaterasu crawling naked like a female dog, then lifting one leg to urinate on the flowers, while "I" proudly lead her. Actually, the statue is intentionally designed as an inappropriate timed watering can for children. The carving is incredibly detailed, with every hair and wrinkle meticulously rendered, making its watering function seem secondary. There are many other statues with similar inappropriate content, but two others depict Amaterasu as a female dog. The second set of sculptures depicts me (made of jade) sitting on a black jade chair, holding an untied dog leash in one hand, while Amaterasu (made of mutton fat white jade) crawls back to me with a frisbee (made of chicken blood stone) in her mouth, vividly portraying the scene. The third set of sculptures shows Amaterasu, cast in platinum, still crawling naked on the ground, but in addition to a dog collar, she also has a gag (made of a luminous stone similar to a luminous pearl) and a leather strap (on the back of her head). She looks more like livestock with reins on her, with a specially made stirrup-less saddle (made of leather) tied to her back. I, cast in gold, ride on her back, holding a dog leash (passing through the straps) in one hand and a real horsewhip in the other, "whipping the horse." The three sets of dog collars and chains used on these three sets of statues are the same as those worn by Hana Shinobu, only more jeweled and exquisitely beautiful. The gemstones used on them would probably make even the King of England jealous. Yet, they are casually placed around the necks of Amaterasu statues, left outdoors to be exposed to wind, rain, and sun. The image of "Amaterasu the Bride Urinating on Flowers" is even faithfully depicted in the "Springtime Garden Scene with Pets" on the wall of Amaterasu's bedroom in the "Love Star House."

Actually, these aren't even the most lewd statues of Amaterasu, but they are enough to show that Amaterasu Omikami, whom the Japanese worship and revere, was already my pet sex slave a thousand years ago! Hahaha! This is fucking amazing! It's making me very excited and energetic!

If the Japanese devils knew this truth, would they be so ashamed and indignant that they committed suicide? Or would they make their goddess their primary object of fantasy? Hehehe! Damn! I used force…

“My Lord! Please… have mercy!” the flower teased annoyingly, “The Flower Goddess can’t take it anymore!”

I looked down and, hehe! Sure enough, in my excitement, I had used the Flower Goddess as Amaterasu to vent my desires. How could a newly deflowered girl withstand my murderous intent? Her swollen and red vulva was bleeding profusely and severely injured, and she was crying out in pain and begging for mercy. I immediately pulled out my big treasure and apologized with heartache and unease: “I’m sorry! I was too careless. I was only thinking about my own pleasure and didn’t notice in my excitement…” But I felt no guilt or remorse.

This attitude was very similar to the Japanese government’s attitude towards Asian countries that had been invaded after the war! However, at least I felt uneasy, while the Japanese government not only felt no unease, but also arrogantly and shamelessly argued that invading other countries was to rescue the colonized countries, occupying other countries was called “entry,” and the massacre of other people would probably be called a humanitarian measure to end and relieve the suffering of the poor masses in dire straits as soon as possible.

"I'm sorry! Your Majesty! Please forgive me!" Knowing what I was thinking, Hua Sao knelt before me, repeatedly apologizing.

"This is none of your business. Take the Flower Goddess down to rest and apply some medicine!" I said calmly, which was already quite good considering my current mood.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hua Sao ordered Hua Feng and Hua Yun to help the Flower Goddess down.

The Flower Goddess, pale and with furrowed brows, apologized to me as she left, saying, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty! This servant failed to satisfy Your Majesty, this servant deserves to die!" She was ultimately not a transcendent fairy, but more like a servant girl, or even a sex slave.

Sigh! Should I take her as my sex slave?

Never mind! I'll think about it later. I looked at the Flower Ninja, who was still untouched by me but already feeling a bit apprehensive, and asked, "How is it? Scared? Do you still want your Master to deflower you?" I thrust out my menacing weapon.

"Your Majesty! We are willing to be deflowered by Your Majesty! Please, Your Majesty, deflower us!" The remaining 39 flower ninjas in the row shouted in unison, swaying their hips and spreading their arms to continue tempting me, but their passion was clearly not as intense as before.

No matter! I'll make you my women first. I moved behind Hana-Rin.

Hana-Rin's real name is Tanaka Misa, one of the flower ninjas who was a little reluctant to fully hand over her skills to me earlier. She is 39 years old and about to retire, but she doesn't look 39 at all; she looks at most 27 or 28. She is stunningly beautiful, much like Michelle Reis, and not at all skinny. No wonder she cares so much about her appearance; it's understandable. I thrust into her vaginal canal in one go. There was no hymen to obstruct her, but I believe she is definitely an old virgin. Perhaps the intense exercise from her rigorous training caused her to lose her hymen. After all, nearly 40 years of life must have brought countless changes and unforeseen events. While I could understand it, I still felt uneasy. Coupled with our previous animosity, I didn't have much affection for her. If it weren't for her stunning beauty and resemblance to Michelle Reis, I definitely wouldn't have slept with her. After sleeping with her, I naturally didn't hold back, but I wasn't as lenient as I was with the Flower Goddess. In no time, I had her in a state of both pain and pleasure, pleasure followed by pain, pain followed by pleasure again. Watching this seemed to bolster the confidence of the other 38 Flower Ninjas. Finally, with a scream, she climaxed, and I left.

Next to Hua Ling was Hua Zi, her apprentice and successor, a young woman in her late twenties. According to Hua Sao, she was the daughter of a wealthy Japanese conglomerate. I didn't know how Hua Ling had tricked her into becoming her apprentice; I only knew that Hua Ling was currently a department manager in the conglomerate owned by Miss Yi's family. Hua Zi was skilled in hypnosis, hidden weapons, swordsmanship, pressure point techniques, and sniping. After taking over, she would belong to the Thunder Group. Hua Ling had a great figure—slender, tall, and exquisite—with a pure face and a star-like aura. A talent scout had approached her, but she refused. She said she hated being a rich girl or a celebrity; she preferred thrilling extreme sports and loved adventure and exploration. After I fucked her, she became very bold, always trying to show off her independent and unconventional personality. To be honest, I quite liked this lively, playful, and highly individualistic girl, but judging from her age, she should still be in school, so I gave up on the idea of collecting her this time and will do it later.

Hana Shan, Soma Akane, 21 years old, a second-year student at the University of Tokyo, and the school beauty. She belongs to the Wind Group and is skilled in hypnosis, hidden weapons, swordsmanship, and intelligence gathering. Her master retired two years ago. Soma Akane's figure isn't very tall, only 164 cm, but it's really good, with curves in all the right places. Her pure and pretty face has a touch of charm, making her very attractive and endlessly pleasing to the eye. While I was stroking her tender buttocks and fucking her, I praised her, and she proudly said that she was the number one beauty of the University of Tokyo and the captain of the cheerleading team, often winning first place in various beauty contests. Unable to bear the harassment of talent scouts, she asked me what to do. I laughed and said it was up to her; she should make her own decisions about these things. My advice was for her to consider whether her studies would allow it. Soma Akane then said she'd wait until after graduating from university in '98, and then, in an extremely seductive tone, told me her birthday was also the 8th of next month. What did that mean? Was she implying I should celebrate her birthday? Or did she see me as her Prince Charming?

Hana Midori, from the moment I arrived at "Hyakuka Abyss," she was one of the few beauties I paid special attention to. She resembled Green Shadow, both naturally alluring and charming, possessing a rare blend of innocence and precocious sexiness. Most men couldn't help but harbor impure thoughts upon seeing her, regardless of her age. Her real name was Asou Kyoko, only 12 years old, just one year older than Green Shadow, but her figure was far superior. She was fully developed, resembling Hanazuki, but five years younger, making her even more captivating and alluring—a true little loli, a perfect blend of youthful beauty and pure allure. Standing behind her, I felt a surge of excitement, but I suppressed it to avoid leaving a childish and perverted impression on the other women. As for whether Hua Sao and Hua Si knew, it didn't matter; I wasn't worried about them gossiping. Hua Sao was indeed understanding, not only continuing her introduction but also actively encouraging her, like a pimp, while I was a reluctant customer being pushed onto a prostitute's bed. Aso Kyoko was the youngest in her family, with an older sister, Aso Naoko. Her grandfather was the politician Aso Taro. Aso Taro? That name sounds familiar. Then I remembered; I'd read about him in the Japanese materials I'd seen at the mainland base. He was a far-right figure in Japan, often making outrageous statements about China, comparable to Ishihara Shintaro. His political stance included being pro-American, supporting Taiwanese independence, and being tough on the mainland. I didn't realize Kyoko was Aso Taro's granddaughter. Good! Let's see what it's like to mess with this famous person.

I originally intended to use the rear-entry position, but Kyoko's body was petite, and her lower body was even more beautiful and alluring. I couldn't resist lifting her legs and kissing her soft, smooth little buttocks, then biting and sucking on them from left to right. This naturally presented my large penis to the upside-down Kyoko. She felt both itchy and uncomfortable from my teasing, but she still naturally grasped my penis with both hands, staring at it shyly and charmingly for a few seconds. Just as she was about to open her mouth to take it in, I lifted her up, then spun her around in the air, instantly turning Kyoko's body right up, so that we were embracing face to face. I held her soft little buttocks, and my penis was pressed against her beautiful little vulva, which was covered in my saliva.

As I smiled at her, Kyoko pursed her lips shyly and charmingly, then smiled sweetly, revealing her cute little white tiger teeth. Her eyes naturally released a captivating and mesmerizing light; she also had a pair of mesmerizing peach blossom eyes! I immediately kissed her small lips, my tongue being passionately drawn into her mouth. I intended to teach her a French kiss, but she very actively engaged in a tongue-to-tongue exchange with me, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist. Logically, I should have been uncomfortable; judging from the situation, although she was still a virgin, she should have experience kissing men. But that wasn't the case. This charming young virgin was taking the initiative; her passion, she was trying to please me. So much so that at first, she didn't quite know how to control the pressure, hurting my tongue—she was too excited. And her "experience" must have come from books and adult videos. In this pornographic country, any sexual knowledge is readily available without deliberate searching. Besides, to welcome my arrival, almost all the virgins must have systematically studied "sexual techniques."

As expected, Hua Sao confirmed it. She said that preparations for my arrival had actually begun forty years ago. From the careful selection of these two generations of flower ninjas to the comprehensive development and shaping of each flower ninja's strengths and highlights, everything was designed to attract me and make me satisfied and happy. Therefore, the selection of flower ninjas was even more rigorous than the selection of imperial concubines in ancient China, of course, based on my aesthetic standards. As a result, the overall quality of the flower ninjas was extremely high. Any one of them would definitely be a world-class beauty, and even the worst would be on par with Namie Amuro or Takako Tokiwa. Not to mention the outstanding and exaggerated figures of many flower ninjas, which were crafted to be the standard of unparalleled allure that could topple cities and ruin kingdoms. Hua Sao also told me that in order to make the selected flower ninjas as excellent, outstanding, and perfect as possible, "I" had specially left behind "body shaping techniques." Therefore, the excellence of many flower ninjas, especially those I selected as sex slaves, was due to their greater achievements in cultivating "body shaping techniques" compared to other flower ninjas. Although I didn't ask what aspect "my" "body shaping and slimming exercises" were aimed at, I could guess that their effects were nothing more than "detoxification, blemish removal, hair removal, skin rejuvenation, whitening, body shaping, body refinement..." and even "breast augmentation, acupoint tightening, and anti-aging..." and preferably, the ability to restore virginity. Hua Sao didn't answer, but her pretty face turned bright red.

I slowly pushed my big thing into the green flower, causing her to cling tightly to my neck and shake her head. The beautiful girl's sweet moans grew louder and longer, and the pressure on my neck increased, as if she no longer cared whether I was her master. Without even looking or probing, I knew that my big thing must be stretching her open, and a few drops of blood were flowing down it. I was glad that this wonderful scene was captured by the little bitch, especially the key parts, which were magnified, highlighted, and repeated. When I finally reached the deepest part of the green flower, I let go of her holding hands, ignoring the life or death of my big thing that was bearing all my weight, and ran to remove the cumbersome and hindrance-inducing kimono from the green flower.

This was the first flower ninja (not counting the flower face) that I had completely stripped naked! It's clear how much I value and pamper her, to the point that many flower ninjas cast envious and jealous glances my way. The area is filled with 20 from the kitchen, 29 from the bath (their clinging to bamboo sticks in the water is quite amusing!), and even a flower goddess resting on the tatami mat. Their probing aura suggests they wish they could take Hana Midori's place, even if it meant dying under my rod. Completely naked, Hana Midori truly resembles a little loli from an erotic anime—small and delicate, yet perfectly proportioned, large in the right places, slender in the right places, sexy and alluring, utterly captivating. Her innocent, childlike face, yet her eyes are full of spring, alluring and seductive, utterly irresistible. Even without Aso Taro's sake, I would have given her a good taste of the ultimate pleasure of soaring through the clouds, of ecstasy and death, at most ending up injured and resting like a flower goddess.

Little Flower Green seemed unable to bear it any longer, clinging tightly to my neck, struggling to lift her body, as if my big treasure wasn't a source of pleasure, but rather an instrument of torture from hell, piercing and tearing her body. But then, she felt weak and numb all over, her little jade body sinking deeper and deeper, even her painful screams turning into moans of pleasure mixed with a numb, itchy feeling that couldn't be completely scratched. This was all because of what I had done; I had used the "Aphrodisiac" technique on her. This miraculous technique not only rendered Flower Green powerless but also ignited a powerful fire of desire and unprecedented excitement, enough to suppress the pain she was currently experiencing. That way, no beauty would think I lacked gentleness.

Her swaying, heaving buttocks shone dazzlingly in the direct sunlight, making the other beauties find it hard to believe that this little Flower Green, so young and newly deflowered, could be so bold, passionate, and wild. They were probably only impressed and shocked, but no one suspected me of being malicious.

Xiao Hua Lü's "bold, passionate, and exhilarating" performance greatly satisfied me, while also bringing her intense pleasure and ecstasy (at the cost of immense energy and damage to her genitals). Of course, she was incredibly envious of the other flower-like women. After changing to the third position, I was now thrusting into Hua Lü on top of her master, Hua Hui, with fervor. Jealous, Hua Hui twisted her hips violently and groped for my "treasure,

" wanting me to have it too. I cooperated, deliberately letting Hua Hui touch my weapon. Hua Hui eagerly pulled it out of Hua Lü and shoved it into her own vagina—truly courting death, no wonder. But Hua Hui had no semblance of a teacher's demeanor, vying for attention with her own disciple; she was so lewd, perfect for my amusement. So I satisfied her needs, penetrating her virginity completely, finishing in one go, whether she could satisfy me or not was her business. Sure enough, what seemed easy to watch was actually painful. As I fucked her to the very end, Hua Hui finally realized she'd been too hasty. Before understanding the situation, she'd rushed in and found herself a torture device. The pain was so intense she wanted to escape and scream, her whole body trembling, but she was too embarrassed to cry out.

Ultimately, sex is a mutual pleasure, and I didn't let Hua Hui suffer unbearable pain; after all, there wasn't anyone in her family I disliked. Hua Hui, also known as Xi Wu Lingzi, 32 years old, is a famous Japanese beauty painter who occasionally draws comics. Despite her very quiet and elegant appearance, she is skilled in swordsmanship, sniping, explosives, poison, and hand-to-hand combat—a testament to the duality of human nature. Of course, she also belongs to the "Thunder Group." While I stroked Hua Lu's ravaged, swollen, and unsightly vulva, I channeled energy into her wounds to heal her. I believed she would soon regain her radiance, her former beauty restored, perhaps even more alluring than before. Perhaps it was the cool, refreshing sensation that made Hua Lu moan softly, her eyes filled with seductive allure. As I thrust my large member in and out of Hua Hui's beautiful hole, the deep impact made her both want to respond and unable to bear it, because the extreme stimulation and pleasure I gave her was so intense that she experienced wave after wave of pleasure and orgasms. In the end, it was too late to escape; her buttocks, which I held firmly, could only withstand my powerful thrusts. Under this pleasurable impact, Hua Hui finally screamed a few times and passed out from pleasure.

Hua Ru, a friend of San Youzi, 25 years old, is in charge of organizing a trading company in Tokyo. The vice president of that company is Hua Ru's retired master. According to Hua Sao, her master is still a virgin. The gentle and composed Hua Ru belongs to the Wind Group and is skilled in pressure point techniques, hypnosis, swordsmanship, light body skills, grappling, and hidden weapons. Not only did she add a chapter to my romantic history, but she also provided me with considerable enjoyment, it's just a pity that I didn't intend to take her as a concubine.

Hua You, Matsushima Nanako, 23 years old, has also been a swimsuit model for many years, and only began to emerge this spring after participating in the NHK long-running drama "Sunflower". This long-haired beauty who looks like a teacher doesn't look like she knows martial arts at all; she belongs to the Wind Group. I really like her buttocks—full and rounded, they're especially powerful and satisfying to slap and fuck. Having sex with her brings back memories of happy days in school with my teachers. Unfortunately, in the end, I didn't intend to keep her. Maybe I hope she goes further and further down the path of stardom, and then… hehe…

Mizutani Hideko, 25 years old, is a real teacher, teaching math at Nishizono-cho Junior High School in Shinjuku, Tokyo, near Waseda University's Nishizono campus. Mizutani Hideko is sexy, charming, and radiant; she doesn't look like a teacher at all, more like an AV actress. Yet, she is a virgin, outwardly alluring but inwardly strong. She belongs to the Rain Group. Besides being skilled in swordsmanship, light footwork, grappling, hidden weapons, and pressure point techniques, she also possesses telekinesis—the ability to move and destroy objects within a certain range using mental power (very similar to telekinesis, but it's unclear which is stronger. This ability is known only to a few Flower Shinobi). I really wanted to possess this ability, but Hua Sao's inner thoughts told me that besides Hua Ling, Hua Shu also possessed this ability. However, Hua Shu was born with this psychic power, unlike Hua Ling, who was deliberately trained from childhood. Moreover, Hua Shu's psychic power was much stronger, and she was also much more beautiful. Hua Ling's beauty and charm belonged to the mortal world, while Hua Shu was a celestial being, even more outstanding than a flower fairy, comparable to a flower goddess. Therefore, I naturally chose Hua Shu. However, giving up Hua Ling would also break my heart. Alas! I could only compensate her more physically. But after tasting Hua Ling's wonderful and intoxicating pleasure, I changed my mind. I'll think about it later. There's another point. I highly doubt that a beauty of Mizutani Hideko's caliber would already be either famous or troubled in the mortal world, especially in a pornographic country like Japan and an international metropolis like Tokyo. Could it be... that she also wears glasses like Superman? And gets some kind of hairstyle...? Yes! It seems I myself have taught beautiful women to conceal their beauty like that, hehe! Concern leads to confusion.

Hana Kiyoshi, Kondo Kazumi, 17 years old, a student at Tokyo Makuhoku High School, has a tall, slender figure like a model, looks a lot like Soma Akane, sexy and charming, with the looks of a school beauty. She's about to take over her mentor Hana Fei's class. And I know that she and Hana Fei are not only teacher and student, but also aunt and niece, and even teacher and student at the school—ha! What an interesting coincidence. So I pulled them together and played with them, deflowering them from the left and right. Then I put them on top of each other and thrust in and out.

Hana Fei, Kondo Kazuko, 38 years old, is also a teacher. She's an English teacher at Tokyo Makuhoku High School, and she also has a model's figure, but she's much sexier and more prominent, very much like my math teacher, Lü Wanying. And the more you look at them, the more alike they seem, even their breasts are similar in size. It's easy to imagine the shock, temptation, and impact such a devilishly beautiful teacher would bring to the boys in class; I know all too well. This allowed me to meticulously examine every single one of her beauty's best features. By the time I had thoroughly understood them, these two beauties—master and apprentice, teacher and student, and aunt and niece—were completely exhausted, their kimonos undone. For some reason, I didn't feel a strong urge to possess them; I couldn't understand myself.

Hanasou, Kagami Saki, 12 years old, another beautiful and innocent little girl, only her figure wasn't fully developed yet. So, with the help of her master, Hanakoto, I finally managed to deflower her. But I quickly withdrew and transferred my attention to her master, Hanakoto.

Hanakoto, Matsuura Aya, 34 years old, is the president of Hoshino Entertainment Co., Ltd., a fairly large company headquartered in Tokyo. On the surface, Matsuura Aya is clearly a shrewd and capable woman who can handle big situations, much like Hanakoto. Ever since my mother started her entertainment company, I've heard her talk about this Japanese entertainment company, run by a woman, saying it has made many Japanese stars famous, and she seems to admire it greatly. Heh! If my mother knew that the person she admires is now beneath me, displaying her wantonness and seductive charm to please me, I wonder what she would think. So, everything and all of Hana-nin's companies are mine, including this entertainment company. I bet there are tons of actresses signed to it, hehe…

I was happily fucking Matsuura Aya while endlessly fantasizing when Hana-nin confirmed it. Her thoughts told me that everything Hana-nin owns belongs to me, and all the wealth Hana-nin has built comes from the will left by "me." Besides her own companies and businesses, Hana-nin also owns shares in many world-class companies, with total assets exceeding 1.725 trillion US dollars. And that doesn't even include Hana-nin's collection of diamonds, jewelry, paintings, antiques, and other inanimate objects. Good heavens! Is this real? I was so shocked I forgot about my own erection. My family's large conglomerate only has a little over 14 billion US dollars, while they possess a near-astronomical 1.725 trillion US dollars. The world's richest person probably only has a few hundred billion, while they have 1.725 trillion, all in US dollars, and it all belongs to me? Am I dreaming? But Hua Sao told me she would never dare to lie, because based on the information I left behind about the development of major companies around the world—for example, which promising companies were founded and when, Hua Ren would immediately invest heavily, and which companies would go bankrupt for some reason and she would sell all her shares in advance. How could she not make a sure profit? With just a hundred years of "foresight," it wouldn't take a thousand years; her wealth would surely accumulate to this astronomical figure. Hua Sao also told me that because Hua Ren was entirely female, she could have accumulated even more wealth. For example, she couldn't easily get involved in things like oil from Arab countries or military industrial enterprises in the United States. Now, these assets were managed by retired Hua Ren, who sometimes controlled men behind the scenes when it was inconvenient to appear in public, such as the husbands of the previous two generations of retired Hua Ren.

"So, we also have shares in Mitsubishi Corporation?" I didn't want to invest in a Japanese military industrial enterprise that had taken countless Chinese lives. "No! According to the decree left by our Lord, we servants did not invest in companies like Mitsubishi, otherwise our accumulated wealth would be far greater than this." "Hmm! Very good!" I stroked Hua Sao's pretty face to show my praise. "But the decree left by our Lord includes a secret order to kill and seize the assets of major shareholders of large companies like Mitsubishi, to be carried out in stages, once every ten years, so as not to arouse suspicion." "Heh! Is that so? 'I'm' so damn clever! No! So cunning!" But was I inspired by the Black Dragon Society of Japan to retaliate in kind? This "using Japanese against Japanese" tactic is truly brilliant! It seems that Hua Ren and the others did not refuse to carry out "my" orders just because I am Chinese and they are Japanese. Even Hua Sao, or Amaterasu hiding on the side, fully understand that I am detrimental to Japan, that I will make things difficult for the Japanese, but they still have no intention or action to harm me, not even resistance or passivity. At most, they only hesitate and waver! They can't possibly not love their country, can they? What is the reason for this? Are they inherently wicked? Or is there some force restraining them? Hua Sao immediately knelt before me, still transmitting her thoughts, "Your Excellency! In fact, all your efforts are to eliminate the world-destroying threat from outer space someday! Your far-sighted Excellency tells us: national interests and hatred are not the most important things; what matters is the continuation and inheritance of Earth's civilization and the human race." What does that mean? This has risen to the level of the survival of all humanity on Earth? "What extraterrestrial threat?" "We don't know either! We only know that in 2003, one of those extraterrestrial threats brought you, Your Majesty, back to ancient times. Whether you defeated or subdued it, Your Majesty hasn't told us. We only know that the threat's true strength is immense, even the combined power of the Divine Lord and Amaterasu Omikami is no match for it. Furthermore, there are many more powerful extraterrestrial enemies threatening the entire universe, including Earth. If we don't prepare early, humanity might be wiped out. Therefore, all we can do for Your Majesty is to ensure you have enough influence to stand up and call on everyone in the world to put aside prejudice and selfishness, and to do everything in our power to protect Earth." Really? Could it be that I'm deliberately deceiving them or exaggerating to satisfy my own desires and make them completely submit to me? "Wow! Does that mean I'm the savior?" "Of course! In our hearts, Your Majesty is the savior! Otherwise, if Your Majesty, carrying the hatred of national and personal grievances, returned to ancient Japan, wouldn't you have easily destroyed that backward and ignorant Japan? And you certainly wouldn't have brought Chinese civilization to Japan. It is our greatest honor to serve Your Majesty and relieve your worries!" I see! “But you have the power to kill me now! Don’t you want to kill me and become saviors yourselves? At least you wouldn’t have to endure this humiliation…”

Hua Sao immediately knelt down in fear and trembling, saying, “We would never dare! We would never harm you, our lord! We would never even have such thoughts! Moreover, we don’t feel that you are toying with us, so we don’t feel humiliated.”

“Heh! Is that so? But what if I wanted to use you as sex slaves, to treat you like bitches and abuse you?” Saving the world can wait. Let’s have some fun first, so this trip to Japan won’t be in vain.

“That would be our greatest honor! We would be willing and happy to play with you however you wish, our lord, as long as you are happy!” Hua Sao swore again, and the other Hua Rens followed suit. Even those in the kitchen, those who rushed to help, and the Hua Shen who was resting, painfully got up to show their loyalty.

"Really? Alright then! Since you all enjoy being my sex slaves and pets so much, you wouldn't mind wearing this, would you?" As soon as I finished speaking, numerous dog collars rained down from the sky—the very 200 collars I had remotely retrieved from the cave 13 kilometers away.

The flower ninjas were initially stunned, then their pretty faces flushed crimson. They looked at each other, unsure what to do; the younger ones were already weeping with humiliation.

I laughed, "These are all items worn by your ancestors. Count them if you don't believe me—a full 200! And they even have the names of the current flower ninjas on them." I proudly thrust into the flower zither beneath me.

The leader, Flower Slut, was the most "enlightened" and quickest. She immediately found the collar bearing her name, which she remotely absorbed, then swiftly unlocked the collar, which was studded with large diamonds of various colors, and slipped it onto her beautiful, sexy neck. She then skillfully fastened the collar and locked it behind her neck. Then, she took the end of the leash in her mouth, stood on all fours like a female dog, and crawled towards me, meaning I should lead her. From then on, she was officially my beautiful dog. From her skillful movements to her standard dog walk, I really wondered if she had ever been someone else's pet. Because her hind legs were longer than her forelegs, her jade-like buttocks were high and round, and her pink legs were long and slender, incredibly sexy and alluring. For ordinary people, this kind of difficult posture was nothing, but for them, the cumbersome and eye-catching banquet kimono wrapped around their waists looked out of place and ridiculous!

With someone taking the lead, others naturally followed. Soon, except for the 13 young flower ninjas who had not yet taken up their posts and had to give up because they couldn't find dog collars that matched their names, even the 49 flower goddesses in the kitchen were wearing their own dog collars. The 13 young flower ninjas, including Hana-gao, seemed to feel both lucky and a little disappointed.

Wow! Are they all so great? They sacrificed their dignity so I would wholeheartedly save the earth, just for my happiness, ease, and peace of mind? I chuckled, "Except for Hua Yan, you can choose whichever you like to wear first. Hua Yan, you'll soon be taking over as leader of the Flower Ninja and the title 'Hua Sao,' so the Hua Sao collar will be yours. Now, choose one for the soon-to-be-retired Hua Sao." While vigorously slapping Hua Qin's bare buttocks, I turned to Hua Sao and asked, "What's your worldly name?" I tugged at the leash, pulling her closer.

"Reporting to Master, this bitch is called Kitano Mika." Hua Sao licked my hand with her tongue. She's really gotten into the role of a bitch?!

As I was surprised, I was jolted back to my senses by the eagerly responding Hanako. I patted Hanako's head and praised, "What a good bitch! Good! Master will pamper you."

Unexpectedly, Hanako also wriggled her buttocks and said in a sweet voice, "Master! Matsuura Aya is also a good bitch! Master..." It seems that Hanako is a slutty bitch who knows how to be charming and win favor.

As soon as I responded, all the bitches joined in with sweet voices, their buttocks swaying and shaking incessantly. What a bunch of intoxicatingly lewd bitches!

The scene was absurd and bizarre, sensual and seductive!

Fortunately, I have a strong mental and physical endurance, otherwise I would either have had a nosebleed or ejaculate uncontrollably.

In this hazy, half-drunk state, I felt like a god and thoroughly explored the virgin territory of the remaining 15 Hanako ninjas in this row, with the principle of being faster! Higher! Stronger! Who told me there were still 12 in the next row, and lunch was almost ready.

Hana-Wan, Tanaka Reina, 26 years old, a film and television star. Although not wildly famous, she's undeniably beautiful, alluring, and seductive. She's incredibly wet and has a beautiful vagina, both wanton and lewd, giving me ecstasy!

Hana-Ying, Ueto Aya, 27 years old, a singer. While not as famous as Namie Amuro, she has a devilish figure, with a pair of voluptuous breasts that are breathtaking. Her moans are especially melodious and captivating, giving one a sense of irresistible allure.

Hana-Hui, Yamaguchi Tomoko, 36 years old, a kendo instructor. Besides her devilish figure, her vagina is incredibly tight and deep. During orgasm, she loses control of her bladder and sprays urine wildly, a truly spectacular sight. Perhaps she'd been holding it in all morning.

Hana-Si, Yoshioka Miho, 15 years old, Yamaguchi Tomoko's successor and a student at Daihan Uran Junior High School. Pure, beautiful, and charmingly cute.

Hana-Sui, Naomi Hosokawa, 24 years old, a flight attendant for ANA (All Nippon Airways), is considered the most beautiful flight attendant in Japan, possessing stunningly long and beautiful legs. Only by standing behind her and having sex with her can one truly appreciate this.

Hana-Yu, Takako Uehara, 22 years old, this year's runner-up in the Japanese Culinary Newcomer King Contest, besides her stunning beauty, also has twins, just like Chef Huang Chunyu. Such a rare beauty, even among a million women, is something I've encountered only once. When I deflowered her, she joked that I'd gotten an extra time. I decided to keep her as a collector, not only because of this rare woman, but also for my stomach. I believe that someone with a talent for food should be able to understand and appreciate the cuisines of other countries.

Hana-Yi, Yuko Ogura, 9 years old, wow! She's younger than me, still in elementary school, yet she's taken Hana-nin as her disciple. To be honest, she's a real little beauty; she hasn't developed much, but her face is incredibly cute. And at such a young age, she already knows how to spread her legs and be seductive, even better than the girls in my class. I don't know if this is due to the Japanese culture of promiscuity, or if Japanese girls are just precocious. I wanted to let her go for now, but my master was there to pimp me out—or rather, to help spread her legs, even spitting saliva on her vulva for lubrication. I had to shrink my "treasure" several sizes before I dared to deflower her. But the process was incredibly painful. Thinking about how my engorged "treasure" had shrunk considerably, it was clearly self-inflicted suffering. But what can I do? I'm a chivalrous person. However, I think it would be quite interesting to play the popular Japanese "beauty raising project" game sometime.

In the end, having finished quickly, I vented my lust and resentment on my flower arrangement master, Hana-nin. My "treasure" not only returned to its original size but also seemed to have grown even larger. Hua Yin, also known as Hayama Reiko, is 30 years old, but outwardly appears as a beautiful 15 or 16-year-old girl. She bears a striking resemblance to the young Athena Chu from Stephen Chow's "Fight Back to School," possessing both pure innocence and alluring charm, especially her seductive red lips and alluring peach blossom eyes—she's practically a little enchantress. Is this due to practicing "my" "body shaping technique"? Actually, she has a well-developed figure, just appearing petite and delicate. So, when I ravage her, it may seem like I'm bullying her, but few know that her inner strength is not much weaker than mine now. Reiko is a host of a children's cable TV program; it's said that at least half of Japanese children like and admire her. Yet, she's a key member of the Hana Ninpuku group. If I so desire, she'll immediately become my sex slave—and of course, her current appearance isn't much different from that of a sex slave.

Hua Jie, Sato Aiko, 26 years old, is the vice principal of Tokyo Hanae Girls' Private School. Actually, this school was founded by Hana Shinobu to cultivate future talents for her—in crude terms, it's my Japanese harem's reserve and training base. The principal is the retired Hana Shinobu, who is also Hua Jie's mentor. There are five other private girls' schools like this in other parts of Japan. Hua Jie is the principal of Kyoto Hanae Girls' Private School, located in Nakagyo Ward. Aiko's skin is very white and delicate, so soft it seems like you could squeeze water out of it. It can't withstand being slapped; the red marks left behind won't fade for a long time. Her lower body is even smoother and more beautiful. When my big treasure breaks through and stretches it open, the red, engorged appearance gives me a great sense of conquest and possession. Unfortunately, she needs to train more beautiful female slaves for me, so I can't always carry her with me. However, I'll visit her school often when I have time, hehe…

Hua Yin, Goto Sen, 26 years old, manages all of Hana Shinobu's companies in Kyoto with her retired mentor. She also had the tall, slender figure of a model, but her breasts weren't flat and small like a model's; instead, they were very full, large, and firm. Her tight cleavage allowed her to easily hold a pen without it falling, and her slender waist and long, beautiful legs also gave me a strong visual impact. Unfortunately, when I was having sex with her, she wasn't very cooperative and kept trying to escape, unable to bear the abuse. Sigh! Maybe I was too strong.

Hana Yan, Kawai Rimi, 38 years old, I never imagined she was the governor of Yamanashi Prefecture. I don't know what excuse she used to get out of this prefecture and come here. I only know that I felt extremely excited and pleasured when I was the prefect. If she were the female prime minister of Japan, it would probably be even more exciting and enjoyable. Should I use all my power to help her ascend to the prime minister's throne? Hmm… I'll think about it later!

Hana Shu, Maijima Yuka, 17 years old, is both Rimi's niece and her apprentice. She currently attends Shohoku High School in Yamanashi Prefecture. Leaving aside her stunning beauty and innate star quality, I was already very interested in her simply because of her special abilities. So, when I deflowered her, I was exceptionally gentle and considerate, carefully and slowly pushing in until she was fully accustomed to it before gradually increasing the force and speed, until I brought her to a blissful paradise. Only then did I reluctantly kiss her and separate. I decided that no matter what, I had to keep her by my side and possess her completely, regardless of whether she went to school or not.

Hua Wan, Hasegawa Kyoko, 24 years old, is the vice-principal of Nagoya Kaei Private Girls' School, and the principal is also her mentor. Her defining characteristic is gentleness, with a sweet and charming smile. While I was having sex with her, she would often use her hands to caress and pinch my large penis exposed outside her vagina, or rub her own cute little clitoris.

Hua Zheng, Miho Yuki, 25 years old, is the principal of Osaka Kaei Girls' School, and her mentor is the vice-principal. After I deflowered Yuki, she liked to show off her flexible body, striking several difficult positions to satisfy me!

Hanae, Ishikawa Rika, 24 years old, is the vice-principal of Kobe Hanae Girls' School, while her master is the general manager of Hana Shinobu's company in Kobe. Rika is ticklish and loves to laugh; from the moment I touched her body, she kept laughing, except when I bit my finger during deflowering. She was so ticklish that her body kept twisting and turning—truly a very cute beauty.

Coincidentally, just as I finished playing with the Hana Shinobu in this row, Hana Fairy came out to report that lunch was ready. I glanced over and "saw" a sumptuous feast laid out in the banquet hall, among which the three female body sushi were particularly eye-catching. The three Hana Shinobu serving as the body sushi were Hana Kokoro, Hana Yan, and Hana Fen. It seems today is destined to be a sensual and romantic day; even lunch is so erotic and restricted—I like it!

"Alright! Let's eat first!" Anyway, enjoying delicious food while also enjoying beautiful women is a win-win situation, a perfect combination. I pointed to the twelve flower ninjas in the last row and laughed, "We'll continue in a bit..."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The twelve flower ninjas blushed, their beauty beyond words.

"Let's go then!" I pulled out my incredibly wet treasure and rubbed it against the white and red buttocks of the flower calyx before releasing my control over her slender waist, letting her go limp on the ground. Then, I embraced the slender waists of the flower maiden and the flower fairy on my left and right, and walked towards the house.

Interestingly, the two women I was embracing, the "flower fairies" on my left and right, were still clinging to me because I hadn't yet given them the order to lower their kimonos up to their waists. So, while their bare, beautiful buttocks were still exposed, they continued to hold up their kimonos, taking small, quick steps in their wooden clogs as they nestled in my arms. However, their tall, slender figures weren't shorter than mine, so to emphasize my noble status and their own petite, charming appearance, they deliberately appeared shorter than me. This meant that while their heads were bowed and they leaned against me, they had to arch their high buttocks backward to lower their overall posture. With a bamboo stick stuck in their buttocks, they looked like hens whose buttocks had been almost plucked, which was quite amusing.

Laughing heartily, I placed my hands on their buttocks, kneading their tender flesh—a pleasure I could never tire of. I even deliberately slapped them a few times, making a crisp, melodious "slap, slap" sound. This made the Flower Fairy and Flower Moss huddle shyly in my arms, while all the Flower Ninjas present, their eyes fixed on us, blushed with shame, their hearts pounding like deer, covering their faces or turning their heads away. I, however, grinned even more smugly, shook the bamboo branch behind the Flower Fairy and Flower Moss, and climbed the steps.

The twelve undeflowered Flower Ninjas followed closely behind.

Then came the other Flower Ninjas.

Truly, a feast for the senses! Each person gets an unlimited supply of 1-2 kilogram Australian lobsters, and one large deep-sea crab weighing over 3 kilograms per person. The aroma of French foie gras and black truffle mushrooms is mouthwatering. Over 30 kinds of large fish from different regions are neatly sliced for you to pan-fry, stir-fry, stew, or deep-fry, or simply dip in sauce and eat as sashimi. There are also four naked ninjas wearing only aprons operating the teppanyaki grill. As for other delicacies and ingredients, both common and rare, they are all available, including specialties from all over China—all my favorites, mouthwatering indeed. The bowls and plates used to serve them are either of great historical significance or antique masterpieces (mostly from China), showing how much effort the ninjas put into pleasing me. The ninja told me that Chinese language and cuisine are compulsory subjects for every ninja, so each of them has a high level of Chinese language and culinary skills. They also understand my preferences and habits quite well and have recorded them in writing.

Now that's great, I don't have to keep speaking Japanese anymore. But I still prefer them moaning in Japanese, otherwise the pleasure of raping Japanese women would be greatly diminished. Now my eyes are fixed on the half-exposed breasts and alluring buttocks, while my chopsticks pick up a piece of "Tohka Meat" (a flower-shaped meat dish made from the meat of more than a dozen kinds of land, sea, and air animals) from the breasts of the female body sushi in front of me and put it in my mouth, while I'm having sex with Hana-ruka's tender and beautiful vagina. There are also 11 beautiful and charming Hana-ruka ninjas standing nearby, their beautiful buttocks raised high, looking at me expectantly. Actually, by this time, everyone had already taken off their clothes, including Koizumi Yuka, Tojo Emi, and me. Only the four Hana-ruka ninjas wearing aprons were barely covered, but that only made them more alluring.

Hana-ruka, Igawa Haruka, 19 years old, a freshman at the University of Tokyo. To be honest, she wasn't prettier than anyone else. Aside from her sexiness and innocence, and her bold and unrestrained nature when she was with me, her private parts were deep and mysterious, providing me with immense pleasure and stimulation. Her naked body, coupled with the dog leash I held in my hand, created a visually striking and exhilarating feeling of complete control and domination. She was my plaything; I could manipulate her as I pleased. I could place any food on her back and buttocks, watching it fall as my penis violently pounded against her, only to be caught by the beauties beside me. After quickly bringing Igawa Haruka to orgasm, I changed positions, standing and passionately kissing her while I pressed her against several female ninjas and thrust into her wildly. The female ninjas around me gave me the feeling of a human sex chair, almost like a "womanizing car" or a "free ride"—that's the advantage of many hands making light work, and many variations. Of course, all of this depended on my stamina and strength; otherwise, one against a hundred would just be a fantasy. After several orgasms, Igawa Haruka couldn't withstand my force and guided my large member to her mouth, then her anus, until even she couldn't take it anymore, then a new one took her place.

This naturally slowed down the speed and efficiency of our meal, but thankfully I didn't have to lift a finger. Food was served to me, soup was served to me, and I was surrounded by warm, soft flesh, the undulating waves of breasts and buttocks pressing and pushing against me, so gradually I didn't need to use my waist anymore. In a blissful state, I simply held my large member erect, enjoying the imperial pleasure, pointing out the flowers, chatting and laughing, thoroughly enjoying myself!

Hana Mei, Yakushiji Maruko, 25 years old, principal of Nagasaki Hanae Private Girls' School. Her enormous breasts made me seriously doubt how she could be a good principal, and her breasts were overflowing with milk, now constantly spilling over, soaking her entire body. Yet, she was definitely a virgin when my large member entered her. Could it be that she had practiced some kind of "body-shaping technique" that could repair her hymen, and then she was deceiving me? Hua Sao's timely explanation dispelled my doubts. It turned out that Wanzi had a special constitution; her breasts had developed to a large size since she was 8 years old, and by the time she was 10, they began to secrete milk. As she grew older, it became more and more severe, and the milk often soaked her clothes, which often made her the target of ridicule from her classmates. Her parents sought medical help everywhere, but to no avail. Later, Wanzi's master found out and came to her door, taking her as his apprentice... Wow! So that's how it is! I took her nipple into my mouth and suckled, while grabbing her other huge breast with one hand and squeezing it hard, watching the spectacular sight of white milk spraying far like a fountain. It was really interesting! Hmm! Having such a milk-producing person by my side would provide fresh and delicious human milk at any time. Hmm! Not bad! That's a good idea! And when she orgasms, the milk sprays out even more violently and spectacularly. If this milk-producing person appeared on an adult TV program, the ratings would skyrocket. And she's so beautiful and sexy, and she's also the head of a school in the education field. This only fueled my frenzied fucking, and Wanzi gushed uncontrollably, as if her enormous breasts had an inexhaustible supply of milk, leaving everyone around us covered in it. Hana even came up to collect a small bowl, and by the time I understood her intention, a plate of meticulously prepared human milk fruit shaved ice was served. Mmm! It tasted truly sweet and delicious, further solidifying my resolve to make her my milk-producing woman.

Hana, Fukuhara Aimi, 22 years old, a famous Japanese violinist, won the world championship last year. I heard she was incredibly focused and moving when she played the violin, so I had her play while I deflowered her to see if she would be distracted. And I must say, Fukuhara Aimi was truly pure and serene when she played the violin, a completely absorbed and earnest dedication that was both touching and even a little enviable. But I went and destroyed that pure and serene beauty, taking something down with me. At first, Aimei could endure the pain of deflowering, but later, the powerful thrusts of the large penis into the deepest part of her vagina brought extraordinary pleasure and pain. Her voice became disordered, and gradually the melodious violin music became out of tune, eventually blending with her moans into a true melody.

Hanahi, Takahashi Hanako, 30 years old, runs an entertainment company specializing in AV films. Famous actresses like Iijima Ai, Suzuki Momoka, and Hoshino Hikaru are among her contracted actresses. When I deflowered her, a 13 or 14-year-old girl with big eyes came over to spread Hanako's legs. While I was touching the girl's tender face and body, I slowly thrust in, deeper and deeper… The girl blushed and lowered her head, embarrassed by my gaze, but she still tried her best to satisfy my lewd hand that wanted to touch her buttocks, quietly shifting her buttocks away.

Seeing my apparent interest in the big-eyed Hana Shinobu, Hana introduced her. It turned out her name was Hana Chi, a disciple of Hana-hi (no wonder she was so eager to help), her real name was Fukada Kyoko, and she was 14 years old, attending Tokyo Kaei Private Girls' School. To be honest, she looked a lot like Ogura Yuko's older sister—pure and lovely, a rare beauty, especially her beautiful, captivating eyes, which left a deep impression. She was sure to become incredibly famous in the future. I simply lifted her up and placed her on my big treasure, letting her straddle me. This was like my big treasure simultaneously ravishing two women. Because Xiaohua's legs were short, her feet couldn't touch the floor, so all her weight was concentrated in her buttocks and genitals. That heavy pressure and grinding against my big treasure was like another beautiful hole. Plus, my big treasure could withstand her fucking her master. This strange friction, this rare and erotic scene, I think only someone with my assets could do such a high-difficulty, high-risk, even impossible, extremely lewd and beautiful thing. "One rod fucking two cunts"? Or "Drilling wood to make two fires" is more accurate? Or "Big cunt and small cunt burning"? Sigh! I've done this before, and now I'm getting more and more addicted. If my big treasure were a little longer, maybe even Hualu and the Green Shadow in Shanghai could sit on it, one end fucking Amaterasu. What could be more beautiful than that? If they started doing pull-ups on my big treasure… Ugh! The more I thought about it, the more lewd it became! The more absurd it seemed. I quickly pulled my attention back and took action, leading Kyoko, having sex with Hanako, squeezing her breasts, stepping on her balls, inserting into her hole, leaning against Kyoko, eating fruit, and surrounded by a large group of vibrant and beautiful bodies. This life was beyond just "pleasure"! When it came time to deflower Kyoko, her master Hanako also came to help, supporting her waist, spreading her legs, holding her penis, aiming it at her hole, almost as if she was sitting on a pole herself. And so, Hanako's 141st virginity was destroyed by my rod.

Hana-hime, Tomosaka Rie, 24 years old, is also a lawyer and Hana-fu's assistant. On the surface, she was a dashing and capable woman, quite like my teacher Sima Xiufang. But once she started flirting and seducing me, she was no less impressive than anyone else. I'm sure I was the first man to witness such a dramatic change in her personality, the first to know all her measurements, and her first man. What impressed me most about her were her beautiful pink areolas and her passionate kissing; I'm sure she'd be quite skilled at oral sex.

Hua Gui, Kobayashi Yukiko, 25 years old, is the temple caretaker of the Kureno Shrine in Shinjuku, Tokyo. Actually, this shrine is Hua Shinobu's secret gathering place in Tokyo. Yukiko is somewhat aloof and cold, but in front of me—her master—she couldn't maintain that aloofness. Yet, asking her to abandon her dignity and coquettishly fawn over me was awkward and inappropriate. In short, she looked very embarrassed. Her pretty face flushed crimson, she struggled to spread her legs, but was utterly ashamed, trembling all over, and wouldn't even look me in the eye. She was truly an anomaly among Japanese women. I wouldn't be lenient with someone like her. She was originally my servant, my pet, yet she lacked the awareness of being a servant, a sex slave—that was utterly wrong. So I was going to tear away her fragile dignity. I roughly broke her hymen in one go, thrusting all the way in. Then, ignoring the tears of humiliation streaming from her eyes, I vigorously pumped and raped her. After a dozen or so thrusts, I immediately pulled out my penis, grabbed her hair, and presented it to her. I didn't care about her first kiss; I wanted her to perform oral sex. She opened her mouth in grievance, but it wasn't fully inside. I tried to penetrate her several times, but couldn't get in. Clearly, she was unwilling. Enraged, I was also incredibly excited. I liked rape too! Playing with gentle, submissive women all the time was getting boring. So I used my "big treasure" to slap her jade-like face, left and right. In just a few strokes, her pretty face was red and swollen, demonstrating the power of my "big treasure," though Hua Gui's virginity also played a part. The other Hua Ninjas could see that Hua Gui had angered me. Whether it was because Hua Gui was usually unpopular, or because everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, or perhaps it was simply a Japanese custom: superiors could arbitrarily beat and punish inferiors, elders could beat and punish the young, and no one would think it was wrong. So no one pleaded for Hua Gui. Just as I was getting into the swing of things, Hua Gui finally grabbed my "big treasure," decisively opened her mouth wide, and took it in, beginning to suck and swallow. Although her movements and technique weren't great, I felt a sense of conquest. Finally, even Hua Gui's bud was opened by me, and I even deliberately tossed and turned her three wonderful holes...

Hua Zi, Yukari Umezawa, 23 years old, is known as the "Number One Beauty in the Japanese Go World." She obtained her in-student status at the Japan Go Association at the age of 10 and became a professional first dan in 1995. Although she is only a fourth dan now, she is very popular due to her talent and beauty. Since April of this year, she has served as the host and assistant commentator for the Japanese Broadcasting and Television Educational Channel's "Go Time." Her appearance and beautiful smile always captivate the audience when she commentates on Go games, and she is often used as the prototype for characters in Go game software. I believe she is also the object of many people's fantasies in the Japanese Go world. Such a beauty is now writhing and pleasing me beneath me. I can't help but sigh at the twists of fate. God has been kind to me! I've decided to take her in and learn Go from her when I have time. Hmm! Learning in bed might be more effective.

Hua Xun, Ayano Ooyoshi, 19 years old, is also a first-year student at Waseda University. She stood out in this year's Japanese university competition and is gradually being called the "Number One Beauty in Japanese Tennis." Her youthful, radiant, and healthy image was incredibly attractive. One could imagine how dashing and captivating she would be on the court in her white tennis outfit. It's said that many men fantasize about beautiful female tennis players, especially when their short skirts fly up, revealing their underwear – a moment that can cause even the most impotent to become aroused. And now, I could hold her breathtakingly long, beautiful legs high, focusing my firepower on that secret place so many men dream of. The intense sense of accomplishment filled me with immense pride.

Hua Yao, Murozono Asuka, 29 years old, was the head of the advertising company within the organization, headquartered in Tokyo. If you removed the dog collar from her neck and dressed her in business attire, her demeanor and expression would possess the captivating charm of a sophisticated white-collar woman. But at this moment, she had become my plaything and a tool for my venting. While I was having sex with her, I fantasized that I was fucking her on her desk, doing it with earth-shattering force, not even sparing her secretary… After a while, I snapped out of my fantasy and found myself with a little Hana Shinobu, about the same age as Kyoko Fukada, straddling my big penis, just like Kyoko. Her head was still thrusting into Asuka's wonderful hole. This little Hana Shinobu, though petite and not fully developed, possessed a natural allure. Her pure and lovely face revealed charming little tiger teeth, and she wore a mischievous, lively, and rebellious smile. The way she stared at me was clearly not afraid of me, but rather curious. Through Hana's introduction, I learned that she was Asuka's apprentice, Hana Ei.

Hana Ei, also known as Hirosue Ryoko, was 16 years old. She was naturally active, and despite her petite stature, she was exceptionally athletic. She was a key player on her elementary school basketball team, joined the school team in fifth grade, and switched to track and field in middle school, specializing in high jump and hurdles. In her third year of middle school, she won second place in both hurdles and high jump at a large-scale sports meet in Kochi Prefecture. At 14, Ryoko won the "Beautiful Skin Girl" newcomer audition held by Kurearsitu, demonstrating just how delicate and smooth her skin is. After graduating from middle school last year, Ryoko went to Shinagawa Private Girls' Academy in Tokyo to study, while looking for opportunities to develop her career in the entertainment industry. She was spotted by Asuka and taken on as her apprentice, and from then on, her career took off smoothly. Last year, she played a capricious piano prodigy in the drama "Long Vacation," which was a pleasant surprise, and soon after, she filmed a commercial for "Glico." This year, she hosted a radio program called "Ryoko Hirosue, Let's Do Our Best Tonight" and starred as the obedient and considerate younger sister in "Shota's Sushi." Her brilliant performances in different aspects of her personality have boosted her popularity. Currently, her singing skills are being developed, with plans to release an album and hold a concert for her next year, and several drama scripts are in the works for her. But this newly packaged and cultivated star girl is actually prepared for me, just to make my plaything more exciting and charming. Of course I appreciated her offer, and the pleasure of playing with her was indeed endless. Playing with celebrities is definitely more exciting than with ordinary girls, and the delicate skin of the "beautiful girl" made it especially pleasurable to fuck her. I almost ejaculated inside her or in her mouth, but there were still two more flower ninjas to come, so I held back and let her truly experience my prowess. I made her orgasm eleven times in a short time, each time more intense than the last. From then on, she looked at me with eyes full of admiration.

Hua Bei, Miyata Haruko, 27 years old, has no worldly identity, only one duty: to guard "Hundred Flowers Abyss". Hua Sao says she rarely leaves "Hundred Flowers Abyss", and her skill is second only to Hua Sao. For such a person, I can only express my love for her beauty with my passion, my pity for her with my gentleness, and my strength to completely conquer her. I need people who are loyal to me, so I also let her know that I affirm her. Her efforts will surely be rewarded beautifully, and from then on, she will no longer be lonely. Hua

Rao, Sakurai Yomi, 26 years old. Truly living up to her name, she is also a stunning beauty, a fairy. Originally, with her looks, she could definitely have been selected as one of the first 30 sex slaves. Unfortunately, in addition to her innate seductive nature, she also has a lewd appearance. Although she is not the only one with it, hers is terrifyingly long, exceeding 7 inches. According to Hua Sao, hers grows particularly fast and in great numbers. Often, if you pluck one, three more will grow around it. Even if you shave it, it will grow back quickly. I have tried all sorts of methods, but none of them are effective. Now it is thick, dense, and very long. To make it easier for me to deflower her, she braided her hair into cute little braids last night, so my "treasure" could freely enter and exit her paradise. Otherwise, even if my "treasure" wouldn't be cut by her "grass," her own paradise would be blocked by its own abundant "grass," causing injury, unbearable itching, and even inflammation and ulceration leading to gynecological diseases. Furthermore, Hua Sao specifically told me telepathically that Hua Rao's secret duty was to manage the secret warehouse of Hua Ren, where there were things about me and some secrets unknown to outsiders. Therefore, Yao Mei's identity was also particularly confidential and important. I naturally understood Hua Sao's meaning: I should pamper her and win her over. So, under my deliberate guidance, I made Yao Mei reach ecstasy time and time again.

Of course, I also derived immense pleasure from her. She truly deserved to be called a stunning beauty; the tightness and powerful suction of her paradise were no less than that of Hua Yao. Her extremely lewd and wanton actions and style made any Hua Ren feel ashamed. Therefore, the pleasure I received was unprecedented, so I simply stopped suppressing it. At the peak of pleasure, my 'big treasure' erupted in her mouth, so much so that I could even give her a facial on her lustful, alluring face!

This attracted countless envious and jealous glances. After all, this was my favored rain, my essence. Whoever I ejaculated on would undoubtedly receive the greatest reward and honor. Perhaps, for her, becoming pregnant and bearing my child would be the ultimate glory. But

I had no time to care about the gazes or thoughts of these flower ninjas, or to feel smug about my feat of raping all 149 flower ninjas in one fell swoop (actually, Hua Feng was still undeflowered due to her period), because I "saw" Hua Ya, dressed as a nurse, sitting in an ambulance that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, speeding north from Zhongjing District. The driver was a man dressed as a paramedic, probably an outsider for the flower ninjas, but Hua Xiu was nowhere to be seen.

Chapter 58 ◆ The Romantic Flower Garden

What does this mean?

My tenth uncle must be in trouble. Two hours have passed since Hua Ya and Hua Xiu were sent out to gather information, and only Hua Ya has returned. It shouldn't take more than half an hour to get to Uncle Shi's house from here, and at most an hour round trip. The fact that only Hua Ya has returned means something has happened to Uncle Shi; otherwise, if he were safe, good news would have already arrived. Only Hua Ya has returned with the news, while Hua Xiu is either still keeping watch or continuing the pursuit. Crown Princess Masako may also have been discovered, and then Uncle Shi is finished. The crime of kidnapping and raping the Japanese Crown Princess is no small matter! Even if ordinary Japanese citizens find out, it will be enough to make Uncle Shi suffer, let alone the right-wing elements in Japan.

If Masako were to reveal all the details of my "kidnapping her, slaughtering the Black Dragon Society, raping her, storming the base, killing Japanese and American soldiers, and abducting the Poison Princess," and combined with the Japanese analysis, they would surely uncover the "mysterious disappearances and deaths at Narita Airport and throughout Narita, the attack on the Crown Princess's convoy and Masako's kidnapping, the massacre of Black Dragon Society members in Tokyo, the destruction of Japanese and American military bases and the bizarre infighting between soldiers from both countries, the mutual attacks between naval ports and warships, the same infighting among soldiers at the 'Temple Base' and the complete annihilation of the superhumans, the mysterious disappearance of the superhuman psychic from Taiwan who came as an 'exchange' and a machine monster from the US military... and the bloodbath at the Black Dragon Society headquarters in Kyoto this morning..." Add to that the rescue of the kidnapped Crown Princess Masako from the basement of the Yamaguchi-gumi's Kyoto branch leader's house, and even a fool could guess that the person responsible for this series of earth-shattering events is closely related to my tenth uncle. My tenth uncle is in trouble! If only I had killed Masako Owada! I regret being blinded by lust and implicating my tenth uncle's family. What a blunder! If only I had subdued her pressure points, but I only knocked her unconscious. If the Americans find out the truth, it will be a huge problem. I don't want to involve my family in Taiwan. Now I just hope my tenth uncle won't betray me. If he can't withstand the torture, at least hold on a little longer until I come to rescue him!

Fortunately, my skills have greatly improved, and I have the formidable Flower Ninja as my strong backing. Their intelligence network should be able to help me find where my tenth uncle is being held. How is Hua Xiu now?

So I telepathically asked Hua Ya, "Hua Ya! How are my tenth uncle's family? Are they alright?"

Hua Ya was startled upon hearing the telepathic message, but quickly regained her composure and whispered, "Reporting to Your Majesty! Forty minutes ago, the police finally discovered the entrance to the basement beneath the villa and rescued Crown Princess Ya Zi. Your family was formally arrested by the police, but were later taken away by the security department in a helicopter, along with his wife and three daughters."

Just as I suspected. I quickly asked, "Where were they taken?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty! To the east. Hua Xiu has already gone after them."

"Can Hua Xiu catch up?" Even in a car, could she catch a helicopter?

"She should be able to." Hua Ya seemed a little uneasy; it seemed she herself wasn't very confident.

Of course, I wouldn't blame them; they had already done their best. I asked, "Can you contact Hua Xiu?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty! Not now, but Hua Xiu will call back once she finds the location where your family is being held."

"Where did Crown Princess Yako go after she was rescued?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty! Towards Tokyo."

I said to Hua Sao, who was holding my hand, "Can you find Yako? Make her unconscious, and she can't speak for at least 24 hours."

"This servant will try! Your Majesty." Hua Sao bowed and withdrew to make the arrangements.

"Alright! Now select the last ten sex slaves..." I wanted to finish this before Hua Yako returned.

Before I finished speaking, all the unselected and those already impaled with bamboo branches knelt down, displaying their beautiful and charming buttocks. Even the Flower Goddess came and obediently knelt down.

Instantly, I inserted ten bamboo branches into the anuses of Hua Zhu, Hua Zhen, Hua Lin, Flower Goddess, Hua Lu, Hua Yu, Hua Shu, Hua E, Hua Mei, and Hua Zi.

Immediately, these ten new sex slaves were in an uproar, jumping around wildly with ecstatic joy.

The 107 flower ninjas who didn't get their hands on the desired woman were extremely disappointed. Some were sobbing uncontrollably, some were grumbling, and others couldn't help but whisper that I was being biased.

It was then that I suddenly realized I might have made a mistake. This was detrimental to unity and stability, easily dividing a harmonious group into two factions. Jealousy and resentment would only lead to infighting and harm, ultimately escalating into tragedy. I absolutely couldn't let that happen. In truth, favoritism and bias are inevitable; it's best to keep them in your heart and not be so obvious, lest you embarrass others. Therefore, I decided to change this situation and eliminate the hidden danger of resentment. It seems I truly can't bear to see beautiful women heartbroken!

"Alright, alright! I've decided to add some more sex slave slots. Get into position! I'm going to insert the last batch of 'tails'! Hehe!"

The 107 flower ninjas immediately perked up and rearranged their alluring poses.

Instantly, I flew over 107 bamboo branches, one for each of them, and inserted them all.

The dining room was now filled with an even greater atmosphere of joy, the fervor seemingly about to lift the roof off. Some of the women were weeping with joy, others laughed, jumped, and danced, perhaps more elated than winning a championship. Some, disbelieving they had a "tail" on their buttocks, pinched themselves as if in a dream, while others bent over with great difficulty, burying their heads in the bamboo sticks stuck in their buttocks to kiss them. When they finally congratulated each other, they discovered everyone had received a gift, and the intense gazes directed at them seemed to melt me.

This intense atmosphere also affected me, letting me know that I had done the right thing. This was exactly how beautiful women should be treated, and I didn't have to give anything to make them so happy—why not? Happy women are the most captivating!

I believed that after this experience, even if I did something excessive to them, they would only see it as an expression of my affection. Women really do need to be coaxed, especially beautiful women. And I gained inspiration and understanding from this incident.

The joyful scene allowed the women to freely express their happiness. So, beautiful and vibrant flowers bloomed on the floor, walls, and ceiling of the dining room, their intoxicating fragrance attracting swarms of beautiful butterflies and adorable insects. The flower ninjas even brought out various musical instruments, creating a chaotic cacophony of playing and singing. Besides giving me a taste of the exhilarating atmosphere after a football victory, it also made me realize that playing musical instruments, singing, and dancing were essential skills for flower ninjas. Amazingly, large snowflakes began to fall from the ceiling, disappearing without a trace before reaching the floor—perhaps evaporated by the enthusiastic atmosphere!

Now, only Hanae and Hana-shu were missing. Koizumi Yuka and Tojo Emi, who shouldn't have been there, stared at us as if we were monsters, and I decided to thoroughly shock them before taking any action against them.

When Hanae returned, we were already bathing in the hot spring, with various beautiful flowers blooming all around us.

Although there were many people, the hot spring pool in Hundred Flowers Abyss was large enough to be specially designed for 200 Flower Ninjas to bathe at the same time and for their own pleasure. It was comparable to the hot spring pool in the Forbidden Land of Amaterasu. I imagine that "I" from a thousand years ago often indulged in pleasure in this hot spring pool.

But now, surrounded by fragrant beauties and a garden of flowers, I had no mood for such things. I was waiting for news from Flower Show. Flower Show had told me in my mind that the Flower Ninjas' outer perimeter was already in action and that good news would come soon. But I didn't know the true strength of the Flower Ninjas, so I couldn't help but feel apprehensive. However, I kept comforting myself: an organization with a massive fortune of 1.725 trillion US dollars was no ordinary organization, not to mention so many extraordinary people and women, plus their two retired masters. I believed that their strength could turn the world upside down. Moreover, the Flower Ninjas, who were well-prepared, should have made arrangements in advance. If I wanted to, I could even save my father who was murdered a few months ago.

But why didn't I stop that tragic event from happening?

I really don't understand "myself".

"Hana-sao! If I wanted all of Japan to kneel at my feet, could that be done?" I suddenly asked, pinching Hana-sao's breast.

Immediately, all the beauties in the bath pricked up their ears, including, of course, Koizumi Yuka and Tojo Emi in the corner.

"Your Excellency! It can be done, in just two weeks," Hana-sao replied solemnly.

"Oh! Then I'm relieved." I believed Hana-sao wouldn't lie to me.

"If Your Excellency were to encounter Amaterasu Omikami, perhaps it would only take three days."

I understood Hana-sao's meaning; utilizing Amaterasu's influence might be faster and more effective! "With such immense power, didn't the Sword Sect take any measures to counterbalance you?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency! Yes! But thanks to Your Excellency's foresight and arrangements, everything has been resolved. The Sword Sect founded by the Divine Lord only has political influence in Japan, while we Flower Ninja control Japan's economy and its covert power. With just one order from Your Excellency, you will be the master of Japan in two weeks."

"I see..." While it was tempting, I didn't seem to enjoy standing on high ground and giving orders; that was too boring. If it really came to that, revenge would lose its meaning, and I wouldn't be free anymore. However, I sensed that half of the Flower Ninja present were breathing rapidly and their hearts were beating faster; clearly, they didn't fully understand the true strength of their organization. I completely relaxed. The safety of Uncle Ten and my family in Taiwan seemed to be a minor matter, requiring no effort from me.

So, I let loose and indulged in debauchery again, in this hot spring, resuming my pleasure with the beauties I hadn't been able to fully enjoy earlier.

When Hua Ya came in to give a detailed report, I gave her a bamboo stick before pulling her into the pool to comfort her.

However, as I listened to Hua Sao's mental description of the organization's strength, I truly understood that Hua Ren, following "my" orders, had been accumulating vast wealth while secretly developing its power, especially in modern times (after World War II). Besides openly and covertly controlling countless large companies, they had also established a comprehensive and massive intelligence network spanning four continents and infiltrating various countries. The person in charge of this intelligence network was Hua Mei, the leader of the Wind Group, and her retired master. Hua Chi, responsible for assassinations; Hua Qing, responsible for sabotage; and Hua Ling, responsible for elimination, along with their respective masters, controlled various forces in the shadows. The two deputy leaders, Hua Xian and Hua Yao, were responsible for all of Hua Ren's companies and wealth. Hua Rao controlled a secret warehouse containing top-secret information left by "me," which determined Hua Ren's development direction. Hua Sao was in overall charge. Therefore, the core of Hua Ren's power was actually Hua Sao, Hua Xian, Hua Yao, Hua Mei, Hua Ling, Hua Qing, Hua Chi, and Hua Rao—the eight people in total. The others were merely specific individuals in charge of certain aspects. Several other figures illustrate Hana-nin's formidable power. For instance, Hana-nin owns four banks, one of which is Mizuho Corporate Bank, Japan's largest bank; another is a global multinational bank registered in Switzerland; and the third, though only fourth in the United States, still demonstrates its immense wealth. Hana-nin also owns seven private universities, twelve laboratories (two of which are secret), three major insurance companies, and countless oil fields, estates, castles, islands, and forests worldwide. Therefore, the world's exclamations of "The Japanese are coming!" are largely due to Hana-nin's expansion, but little did anyone know it was "I" who orchestrated it.

Gradually, whether it was the temperature of the hot springs, the effects of alcohol after a hearty meal, or the burning desire within us, our activities became increasingly elaborate and excessively lewd.

For example, when raping women, I was either "completely absorbed" or "absent-minded."

For example, once I started to play with these beauties, they would often offer up every part of their bodies that I could play with. Even nine-year-old Yuko Ogura was not spared. So in the end, except for Hanafū, who still retained her virginity and her other parts, every part of all the beauties had been visited and cleansed by me, and was deeply imprinted with my marks.

In fact, the most exciting part was the many different, novel and interesting ways I played with the perfect and sensual cooperation of so many beauties. This was definitely more colorful and wonderful than any of the 48 ways of erotic art. For example, they would line up one after another in a long line, either from the front or the back, and I would go after them one by one from the first to the last. Or, a dozen or twenty Hanafū would be piled up into a small mountain of flesh, and I could "climb" from one side of the mountain to the other side. The most interesting, impressive, and favorite part was the intricate and movable "sexual intercourse bed" that thirty or forty of them could coordinate to create. I think only those skilled in martial arts and with perfect teamwork could accomplish such an amazing and astonishing feat. Of course, this lewd and erotic creation was definitely my idea, inspired by the "woman-controlling carriage" and the "ruyi carriage," but it was far superior. It took countless rehearsals from them to reach this earth-shattering level. As for the "flesh forest and fragrant sea" and other such luxurious beds, I think any emperor with sufficient resources could enjoy such a privilege, and even ordinary wealthy people could occasionally indulge in debauchery if they had the energy and were willing to spend the money. Yet here, it was just an ordinary thing.

Now I only worry about one thing: if I leave them, will I still be interested in other women? Will I still be able to enjoy myself so much? Many emperors had homosexual tendencies probably because they couldn't find anything more exciting or pleasurable. I probably won't be like that, will I?

Shaking off these disgusting thoughts, I buried myself back in the pile of women, in a world of gentle pleasures, indulging in unrestrained revelry, forgetting all about home.

I wonder if I'm like a product being processed on an assembly line, or if they're more like exquisite works of art that I'm meticulously crafting.

As the sun set, I still had no answer, but I was certain of one thing: my tool, or rather, the product they were processing—my precious treasure—was of indestructible quality.

And Hua Xiu hasn't returned or called yet. Has something happened to her? Or has she chased me out of the Northern Territories?

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