The Game – Future

For Suzuki
Toichiro, nothing was more comfortable than sitting in his office.

He was the general manager of a large department store. Of course, his success today was not due to any personal ability, but rather to family connections. This department store was founded by his father, and his family owned the largest share. Therefore, it was only natural that he became the company's managing director.

He himself was mediocre, but everything in the company was on track, and with a group of capable assistants, the company's business was unaffected.

In fact, when his father was on his deathbed, he handed over the greatest real power in the company to his two younger brothers. He also knew that his son was just mediocre, so he was not comfortable handing over the family business to his son.

Suzuki was bothered by this, but there was nothing he could do. His father stipulated that everything in the company required a majority vote from the board of directors to be implemented, and his two capable uncles, along with a few minority shareholders, naturally held the reins of power.

Did this mean Suzuki was powerless? Of course not.

Suzuki had secured some power within the company, namely managing the security department.

The department's security was actually quite simple: preventing high-end shopping and theft.

Suzuki didn't need to worry about preventing high-end shopping, as his security manager had already designed everything. All important locations were equipped with 24-hour video cameras and security alarms. As for the plainclothes security guards, they often blended in with the sales clerks and customers, preventing both external and internal theft.

So, what could Suzuki do? He found it quite amusing—to toy with the caught shoplifters.

These shoplifters came in all shapes and sizes, from petty thieves to hardened criminals. In fact, many people are wealthy, yet they still enjoy stealing. Facing these people, Suzuki felt an unparalleled sense of authority (this was unsurprising, as he actually had no real power within the company; only in the presence of those powerless and unwilling to resist could he wield power). He devised various methods to embarrass them, and what pleased him even more was that he often reaped unexpected rewards from this strange game.

To make this game more interesting, Suzuki specially set up a room behind his general manager's office. Of course, no one interfered with his decision to create such a room, as his uncles also believed that having him in charge was better than not having him at all; if he were completely uninvolved, he might spend more time scheming to seize power.

Having received tacit approval, he played the game even more enthusiastically and with more variations.

However, nothing serious had happened so far. That was because those he had cruelly tricked dared not speak out afterward. After all, stealing was not a glorious thing and should not be publicized casually.

Today, Suzuki was sitting in his office again, waiting for new prey.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." "Suzuki said.

The person who opened the door was the head of security, who said to Suzuki, "General Manager, we've caught another one." He was holding a videotape, which he handed to Suzuki, saying ingratiatingly,

"General Manager, you'll definitely find this one very interesting."

The head of security, of course, knew Suzuki's hobby, and he was also trying to please Suzuki. As long as Suzuki was happy, his position would be secure.

Suzuki nodded and said, "Take him to the VIP room first." The so-called "VIP room" was the nickname of the place where he tormented high-end buyers.

"Understood." The head of security withdrew.

Suzuki put the videotape into the VCR, and the screen showed the company's underwear department.

Suzuki was drawn to a customer on the video. Although it was a black-and-white videotape, it was clear that she was a vibrant young woman carrying a bag, one hand slipping a bra into it.

She had a very pretty face, but her expression was extremely nervous. Clearly, this was her first time doing something like this.

She stole three bras in a row, then hurriedly turned and left.

Without watching any further, it was obvious she was heading out the company gate, thinking she'd gotten away with it, only to be caught at the entrance. A

smug look appeared on Suzuki's face. He pressed a switch, and a door behind his chair opened. He stepped out. There, a small passageway led to another door—a glass door. However, the glass was specially made; one could only see through it from this side.

He could now see the room clearly. On the table lay the handbag and three bras, and in the chair in front of the table sat the girl.

Suzuki's heart raced; the girl was incredibly beautiful.

He had already thought the girl was pretty when he watched the videotape. However, the camera hadn't been very close to her, and it was shooting from a high angle, so he hadn't seen her very clearly. Now, it was completely different. The girl was

about eighteen or nineteen years old, with large eyes, a high, slightly rounded nose, and a cherry-like mouth; she was clearly a very lively girl.

But now, she was looking down, seemingly with a worried expression.

Suzuki pressed a switch, and the glass door opened. He went inside.

The girl looked up, her expression now even more terrified.

Suzuki deliberately put on a stern face, then sat down in a chair and said, "Do you know that stealing is a very serious crime? You'll go to jail!"

The girl became even more frightened; tears welled up in her eyes, and she said, "Sir, I know I was wrong. I won't do it again."

Suzuki chuckled inwardly. Every time, he used this tactic. It was always very effective, giving the other party a warning.

"Alright, now I'll ask you, and you'd better answer honestly," Suzuki said, "What's your name? How old are you?" “

My name is Okada Takashiko, I’m nineteen years old, and I’m a first-year student at Michi University,” the girl said.

Suzuki was both surprised and delighted; she was a female university student—a truly rare opportunity.

“Where do you live? What do your parents do?” Suzuki asked.

“Are you going to tell my parents?” Takashiko cried anxiously, “Sir, please don’t! My parents are both university professors. If they find out, they…”

Suzuki was even more puzzled. It turned out that her parents were very influential people. However, on the other hand, he felt even more smug, because the less she dared to be ostentatious, the more unrestrained he could be.

“Whether I tell your parents or not is another matter. You have to tell me your name first, understand?” Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi reluctantly gave his address and his parents' names. Both of them were university professors.

Suzuki looked at Gao Shizi and asked, "Alright, why did you do this?"

"Sir..." Gao Shizi burst into tears, saying, "Actually, I didn't mean to steal. I made a bet with my classmates, and they said I wouldn't dare do such a thing. I was just being playful and did it. Now, I deeply regret it. I'm willing to pay everything, even double or triple the price, just please forgive me. I promise I won't do it again." "

If you were just being playful, why didn't you steal something small instead of a bra?" Suzuki asked.

The girl's face flushed crimson. She said, "A female classmate told me that the bra section is the least noticed and easiest to rob, so I..."

Suzuki deliberately remained silent, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the room was deathly still.

"Alright, stand up," Suzuki said.

The girl stood up as instructed. She was tall and slender, five feet four inches, and very well-developed. Although she wore a loose t-shirt, it was clear that she had a very good figure. She wore jeans. Her

eyes showed a pleading look, and she looked anxiously at Suzuki.

"Usually, we have two ways of dealing with high-priced thieves," Suzuki said. "One: call the police. The police will naturally prosecute the thief. Have you seen those news articles on the wall?" "

This 'VIP room' has many news articles posted on the walls, all about people who bought high-priced goods and were sentenced to prison.

" "No, no," Gao Shizi said.

Suzuki smiled smugly and said, "There's another method we use to deal with underage boys and girls: notify their parents so they can be responsible for compensation and discipline."

"No, no..." Gao Shizi said tremulously. Clearly, she was also terrified of this method.

"Hmm, how old did you say you were this year?" Suzuki asked deliberately.

"I'm nineteen," Gao Shizi said.

"Then, you're not a minor, so we can only use the first method," Suzuki said.

"Sir, please." "Gao Shizi knelt on the ground, pleading, tears streaming down her face.

Suzuki secretly rejoiced. He said, 'Get up first. Things aren't impossible to discuss.'

The girl was overjoyed to hear Suzuki's words. She stood up and said, 'Sir, if you forgive me, I'm willing to do anything.'

Suzuki slowly said, 'Then, it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate.'

Gao Shizi said, 'I'm willing to cooperate.'

Suzuki looked at Gao Shizi and suddenly asked, 'Do you really like these bras?'

Hearing Suzuki's question, Gao Shizi's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, and said, 'I just grabbed them randomly.'"

Suzuki picked up the three bras. Two of them were pink and semi-transparent, while the other was black with a lace pattern—all very sexy.

"Have you ever worn bras like these before?" Suzuki asked. "

No," Gao Shizi said softly.

"By the way, you're a university student; it's not appropriate to wear such revealing bras at school." Suzuki said, fiddling with the three bras. He looked at the sizes; all three were 35 inches.

"Are your breasts 35 inches?" Suzuki asked.

Gao Shizi hesitated slightly before saying, "I wear this size." She blushed deeply as she spoke, her shyness making Suzuki even more amused.

"From the outside, your breasts don't seem that big." "Show me what kind of bra you're wearing," Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi looked at Suzuki in surprise and said, "No, sir, please don't."

Suzuki said slowly, "I originally wanted to help you, but since that's the case, forget it. I'll just have to call the police." As he spoke, he picked up the phone.

Gao Shizi's face showed great alarm again. She said, "Please don't do this." She paused, then said, "I'm just wearing a very ordinary bra, nothing special." "

Really ordinary? People say college girls like to wear front-closure bras, is that right?" Suzuki asked, his gaze fixed intently on Gao Shizi's chest.

Gao Shizi lowered her head, not saying a word.

Suzuki walked to her side and said, "How is it?" "Let me see, and I'll let you go."

"Really? Just let you see, and that's it?" Gao Shizi said, seemingly having made up her mind.

"Of course, I just want to see." Suzuki said with a smug smile.

Gao Shizi gritted her teeth and pulled up her t-shirt, revealing her snow-white breasts.

She was indeed wearing only a very ordinary bra. It was a cheap one, and quite old, clearly used for quite some time.

The bra's bra section was quite large, covering her entire breasts. However, even from the outside, it was clear that they were enormous, thirty-five inches, which was probably the actual number.

Suzuki's gaze was completely drawn to it, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Gao Shizi's face was flushed red, as if she had a fever. She stood there motionless, like a statue, yet her posture was natural and alluring.

Suzuki swallowed hard and said, "So you use such old-fashioned things."

His mind was racing. In the past, he had teased some female high-rollers in the same way. However, he usually stopped there and let them leave.

That was because he himself knew very well that if he went too far, the company might be affected, and his uncles wouldn't let him off the hook.

Besides, in the past, he had only used this method to tease others out of a sense of revenge, to try to demonstrate his power. He had plenty of money; if he wanted to play with women, he could have any beautiful woman he wanted. In fact, many beautiful female employees in the company had actively thrown themselves at him, so why should he take such a risk?

However, facing Gao Shizi today, he felt an indescribable possessiveness; he actually wanted to possess her.

That was perfectly normal. In the past, many of the high-society women he had worked with were students, but he had never encountered a college student. Moreover, Gao Shizi's body was so voluptuous, her large breasts swaying, and she was so beautiful. Furthermore, her shy expression was also alluring.

In fact, some of the female high-society women he had caught in the past had good figures and beautiful faces, but most of them were habitual criminals; some were professional women, and some even actively hinted to Suzuki that they could engage in sexual transactions. That actually frightened Suzuki. He wasn't someone who didn't know his limits, and of course he understood the consequences of messing around.

However, facing Gao Shizi, he wanted to take the risk.

Seeing that Suzuki didn't speak, Gao Shizi asked loudly, "Can I leave now?"

Startled by her words, Suzuki immediately said with a stern face, "It's not that easy." "

You, you..." Gao Shizi tried to argue, "Didn't you just say that you could let me leave if I just looked?"

"Do you think I really want to see your bra size?" Suzuki said, "I want to see if you've stolen any other bras to wear, understand?" "

Now that you've seen it, you should let me leave," Gao Shizi said.

"Hmph, I can't see clearly," Suzuki said. "First of all, I doubt whether your breasts are that big. And with this bra, which is so sealed, couldn't you wear other bras inside and then put this one on top? You people who buy expensive things are all cunning." "

I didn't even go into the fitting room, how could that be!" Gao Shizi argued, her face flushed.

"That's what you said. How do I know whether you went into the fitting room or not?" Suzuki said.

"Then, what do you want!" Gao Shizi said.

"Two options: one, you take off your bra so I can see clearly; the other, I'll call the police," Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi started crying again, saying, "You, aren't you bullying me?" "

Miss, don't talk nonsense," Suzuki said. "First of all, no one asked you to come here to steal. Secondly, I didn't force you to take it off; it was all your own choice." "

Then—" Gao Shizi didn't know how to answer for a moment. She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, you call a female employee in, and I'll let her check." "

No, I don't trust our female employees either." "Or, a compromise would be to have a policewoman search you. Policewomen are more reliable, okay?" Suzuki said.

"You, you..." Gao Shizi knew Suzuki was threatening her, but she couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

"What do you say?" Suzuki urged.

Gao Shizi was at a loss, standing there blankly, not knowing how to answer.

Suzuki smiled and said, "If you don't object, I might as well untie it and search it for you." He paused, then said, "Actually, this is a very common thing. Don't you often have to be examined by a doctor?"

As he spoke, he walked to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi remained standing there, silent.

Suzuki knew she had given in, and his boldness grew. He walked behind Takashiko and unhooked her bra.

Takashiko struggled to hold onto the bra, but Suzuki subtly stroked her waist, causing her to pull away and the bra to slip down.

Suzuki's eyes widened. Takashiko immediately covered her breasts with her hands, but most of her full, tender flesh was still exposed.

Those two mounds of flesh resembled two plump peaches, and because Takashiko covered her chest with her hands, her muscles appeared even more voluptuous.

Suzuki felt a surge of desire. This half-concealed, half-revealed posture was the most alluring. He desperately wanted to know what was hidden beneath Gao Shizi's hands.

Gao Shizi said, "Now, can I leave? You can prove I didn't take anything else." "

No, there's more, your pants aren't off yet. People who steal bras usually steal underwear too," Suzuki said.

"You're shameless," Gao Shizi said through gritted teeth.

Suzuki, however, was relentless. He walked over to Gao Shizi and began to unbutton and unzip her jeans.

"No, no!" Gao Shizi loosened her grip and forcefully pulled at her pants.

Her breasts were completely exposed as she tried to pull at her pants.

She had two large, round areolas with a pale pink hue, and at the tips of those areolas were two slightly protruding nipples.

Suzuki was stunned. He had seen many women's breasts, but in terms of the beauty of their shape, the breasts of the woman before him, Gao Shizi, were the most attractive.

Gao Shizi was startled when she saw Suzuki staring intently at her chest, and instinctively covered her breasts with her hands.

Seeing his chance, Suzuki immediately pulled hard, and Gao Shizi's narrow jeans, along with her underwear, were pulled down.

Gao Shizi screamed again, her hands reaching down to cover her private parts.

However, while she could protect herself up there, she couldn't protect herself down there. The embarrassing situation was truly indescribable.

Suzuki, as if possessed, pulled Gao Shizi into his arms, his hands roaming over her body. Her skin was so smooth and slippery.

Gao Shizi struggled, forcefully pushing Suzuki away, saying, "If you do anything else, I'll scream for help!"

Suzuki was startled. He released his grip, and Gao Shizi struggled to walk to the sofa. She even prepared to pull her pants up again.

"Fine, you can go. But I won't give you that videotape," Suzuki said.

"Videotape? What videotape?" Gao Shizi asked.

"Look, it's here," Suzuki said, pointing to the videotape on the table.

Gao Shizi froze. She didn't know what Suzuki meant by that.

Suzuki turned on the video camera, put in the tape, and Gao Shizi's entire theft was immediately displayed.

Gao Shizi's face turned pale, and she stood

there blankly, at a loss. Her entire body was now exposed to Suzuki without any cover.

Suzuki was simply overwhelmed by the sight. When Gao Shizi stood there, she was like a statue. Her breasts were certainly beautiful, but the triangle area beneath her flat buttocks was even more attractive.

There, a thin layer of pubic hair softly covered that mysterious part.

Her thighs were long and slender, with well-proportioned muscles; everything about her was so perfect.

Gao Shizi stared at the videotape, then slumped onto the sofa, burying her face in her hands and weeping.

Suzuki sat down beside her, pulled her close, and said, "If you behave, I'll give you the videotape in a little while."

Gao Shizi didn't speak, continuing to cry.

A surge of desire welled up within Suzuki. Facing this tearful girl, he felt a sense of superiority; she was now in his grasp, and he could do as he pleased.

His hands began to roam over Gao Shizi's smooth body, quickly grasping her two firm breasts.

Gao Shizi's body twitched. She tried to struggle, but ultimately stopped, letting Suzuki do as he pleased.

Suzuki gently pushed her down onto the sofa, then stood up and locked all the doors. Then, he pressed the intercom and said, "No one is allowed to come in without my permission."

He walked back to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi lay on the sofa with her eyes tightly closed.

Suzuki took off all his clothes and sat down next to Gao Shizi.

"The newspapers say that you female college students love playing sex games and holding naked parties on campus. Is that true?" Suzuki asked, while wantonly kneading Gao Shizi's breasts with his hands.

Gao Shizi shook her head but didn't say anything more.

Suzuki grabbed Gao Shizi's hand and placed it on his penis.

Gao Shizi cried out "Ah!" and immediately pulled her hand back, her face turning bright red.

Suzuki said, "Don't tell me you've never touched a man's thing before."

Takashiko didn't utter a sound; she simply let Suzuki greedily caress her body.

Suzuki placed Takashiko's hand on his penis again, saying, "Carefully caress me."

Tears streamed down Takashiko's face again. However, this time she dared not pull her hand away, silently caressing Suzuki's ugly male organ.

Suzuki's hand began to move downwards, across the patch of grass, and further down.

His hand touched Takashiko's vulva, and found it wet.

Takashiko, her eyes tightly closed, allowed him to do as he pleased.

Although she resisted internally, she couldn't resist Suzuki's stimulation physically.

Suzuki, though excited, was a master of seduction. Frankly, he was very experienced with women and knew exactly how to arouse their desire.

His mouth began to move downwards, first sucking on the two protruding nipples.

Gao Shizi's body twisted slightly, and she let out a soft moan, followed by continuous humming and groaning sounds: "Ah...oh...uh...ah...oh..."

Suzuki's hand felt the love juice flowing freely from the cleft.

His mouth continued to move downwards, reaching the gushing spring.

He had a peculiar habit: he liked to kiss that moist spot. He knew the trick perfectly, specifically stimulating her sensitive areas.

Gao Shizi's body began to writhe violently, and she cried out, "No, don't!"

But her hands couldn't help but move over Suzuki's body, stroking him incessantly.

Suzuki sat on the sofa, pulled Gao Shizi to his side, and said, "Come, serve me too."

Gao Shizi looked terrified and said, "No, don't do this." "

Have you forgotten that videotape?" Suzuki said harshly.

Gao Shizi became an obedient lamb, no longer daring to resist.

She clumsily began to touch Suzuki's penis with her mouth. She clearly didn't know how to do it correctly.

"Gently, mmm... ah... good... so comfortable... mmm... ah..." Suzuki instructed, occasionally letting out soft moans.

Takashiko slowly grasped the technique. Although she was extremely unwilling, there was absolutely no room for bargaining.

Suzuki felt it was an immense pleasure. Many women had performed the same service for him in the past, but those women were experienced; none could compare to this young girl.

Suzuki could no longer endure it. He pushed Takashiko down onto the sofa again, spreading her thighs wide, and began his formal assault.

Takashiko cried out, her face showing pain, and tears welled in her eyes.

Suzuki felt the passage was so narrow, almost impossible to pass through. However, after a few thrusts, Gao Shizi began to accept his fierce attacks.

Suzuki's movements became increasingly intense, and Gao Shizi's initial expression of pain gradually disappeared, replaced by pleasurable moans.

Her reaction excited Suzuki even more; his movements became faster and faster, and finally, amidst Gao Shizi's series of gasps, he reached his climax.

Everything returned to calm, and Suzuki slumped onto the sofa. He noticed tiny red spots on the floor. It turned out this was Gao Shizi's first time, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He handed Gao Shizi a few tissues and hurriedly put his clothes back on.

Then he took out the videotape and the three bras, put them in a paper bag, handed it to Gao Shizi, and said, "Alright, you can leave now."

Gao Shizi didn't say anything, but simply put her clothes back on, took the paper bag, took out the three bras, and placed them on the table. Tears welled up in her eyes,

and her face revealed a venomous expression. She said to Suzuki, "Thank you for giving me such an eternal memory today. One day, I will give you an eternal memory too." Suzuki's face showed a slight sense of shame, and the venomous look in Gao Shizi's eyes made him feel a chill. He dared not say anything more, and simply let her leave.

Suzuki still ruled his kingdom, and with even greater ruthlessness.

He felt only a moment's shame about Gao Shizi before quickly forgetting.

Moreover, having learned from Gao Shizi's experience, he became even more cunning.

He would take advantage of any woman with even a modicum of attractiveness.

Using this method, he had already slept with countless women. What pleased him most was that none of his victims dared to report it to the police afterward.

The fact that nothing happened only emboldened him further.

One day, as he sat in his office, the security manager walked in again.

"General Manager, you have another one to your liking today," the security manager said. He was, of course, aware of some of Suzuki's actions, and also knew that he had a particular interest in beautiful women.

As usual, he first checked the videotape. The videotape showed a beautiful woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

In the video, she was also stealing a bra.

(Women all like to steal bras,) Suzuki thought.

He was overjoyed. Today, he could let himself go again.

He went into the VIP room. The woman was already sitting in a chair. There was also a man repairing something.

"What are you doing?" Suzuki asked the man.

"I'm in charge of the security system. There's a small problem today, so I'm fixing it," the man said. "

Is it done?" Suzuki asked.

"Almost done," the man said. He stood up, looked Suzuki and the woman over, and said, "Sorry to bother you." He then left the VIP room.

Suzuki locked all the locks and hung up the phone. The room was now soundproofed, making it feel like a completely different world inside.

He sat back down and carefully observed the woman.

She seemed a little nervous, but her appearance deeply attracted Suzuki.

She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with long, beautiful hair and large, round eyes. But what was most captivating was her chest. She wore a tight t-shirt, and her breasts looked as if they were about to burst out.

She exuded a mature and alluring charm.

Suzuki scrutinized the woman; she wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but she possessed a unique allure.

"What's your name?" "Suzuki asked the woman.

"My name is Yoshiko Ohno," the woman said.

Suzuki looked at the table; on it lay a bra and a pair of underwear.

"You stole these, didn't you?" he asked.

"I...I..." Yoshiko Ohno stammered for a moment, then said, "I just forgot to pay." "

Oh, forgot to pay," Suzuki said with a smile, "Then, I'll call the police, and they can collect the money from you."

"No, no!" Yoshiko said in a panic.

"Oh, okay, tell me, what's your profession?" Suzuki asked. In fact, knowing the other person's profession is very important. Some professional women are not afraid of intimidation but can be lured in with bribes.

"I'm a singer, but I'm not famous yet." "But," Yoshiko said, "a company has already approached me about signing a contract, so please, please don't call the police." "

Didn't you say you just forgot to pay? In that case, you can explain it to the police," Suzuki said.

"Fine, stop being so pushy. I admit everything. What do you want?" Yoshiko said.

"Okay, that's straightforward. I like straightforward people the most," Suzuki said. "So, what do you think?"

"What do you want?" the girl said. "I think this isn't the first time you've encountered something like this. You must have your own methods, right?"

"What a clever girl," Suzuki said. "I've heard that singers like you sleep with men very easily."

Yoshiko said, "Judging from your words, I think you're interested in asking me to sleep with you."

Suzuki chuckled twice, thinking to himself, "This woman is really something."

"Is this the first time you've asked women who have stolen things to do this?" Yoshiko asked. "I think definitely not. You can tell me, how many times is this?" "

Why do you ask?" Suzuki said with a grin.

"Didn't you say I'm a straightforward person? I think you're just as straightforward," Yoshiko said.

"Anyway, you're not the first," Suzuki said with a smile. Interacting with a woman like this has a unique flavor.

"Isn't this an abuse of power?" Yoshiko asked aggressively.

Suzuki found it somewhat ridiculous. Now, it seemed he was the one being interrogated, while Yoshiko was the interrogator.

"How should I answer you?" Suzuki said with a smile, "Do you think it is?"

"Of course," Yoshiko said, "Usually, do women agree to your requests?"

"If they don't, then they'll go see the police and let them handle it," Suzuki said. "So, I don't think I'm abusing my power; I'm just giving them another option. Actually, for women, having sex with a man is also a kind of enjoyment." "

That depends on the other person." “If it’s a useless guy, it’s torture,” Yoshiko said.

“Do you want to try?” Suzuki asked.

“Do I have any other choice?” Yoshiko asked.

“No,” Suzuki said, “unless you’re willing to see the police and let them handle it.”

“Okay, enough about the police,” Yoshiko said. “Where’s our battlefield? Right here?”

“Yes,” Suzuki said. “I’ve added a lot of equipment here. Look, that sofa can turn into a bed, and the other room is a small bathroom.”

“You’ve thought of everything very thoroughly,” Yoshiko said.

She began to take off the t-shirt that was tightly wrapped around her body.

Suzuki was suddenly struck by a bright light. Yoshiko was only wearing a very revealing bra, her two very full breasts already half-exposed.

Those two mounds of flesh were truly full and appeared incredibly elastic.

Yoshiko unhooked the bra, and her breasts bounced forward.

Like pendant bells, her breasts had two large, round halos at the front, followed by two small brown nipples.

Suzuki swallowed hard; it was incredibly alluring.

Yoshiko smiled slightly and pulled down her jeans as well. Underneath, there was a thin thong, revealing a patch of black skin in the crotch area.

Suzuki felt his penis immediately harden and rise.

Yoshiko walked up to him and said, "So, do you appreciate my body?"

Suzuki said, "You have such an alluring body." "

Then what are you waiting for? This is your prey," Yoshiko said.

Suzuki felt his hands trembling. He reached out and suddenly pressed his hand down on Yoshiko's breasts.

Yoshiko recoiled and said, "To be honest, I think you're shameless."

"Why do you say that?" Suzuki laughed.

"Using this method to coerce a woman, don't you think that's shameless?" Yoshiko said.

"I am shameless, but only if you're willing," Suzuki laughed.

Yoshiko smiled slightly; she had removed her last barrier.

Suzuki felt his hands trembling; Yoshiko's figure was indeed superb.

He couldn't wait any longer, stripping off all his clothes and then pouncing on Yoshiko.

Yoshiko said, "Don't be so hasty. Lie down on the sofa, I'll serve you now."

Suzuki did as she said, lying down on the sofa. Yoshiko walked to his side and began to kiss him passionately.

Then, Yoshiko's lips began to move downwards, reaching Suzuki's most sensitive area.

She was indeed a master; her tongue moved constantly, giving Suzuki an intense and stimulating sensation, his brain seemingly tense.

The Yoshiko before him was unlike any woman he had ever encountered before. Previously, he had used coercion and enticement, taking the initiative in everything. But now, with Fangzi, everything was proactive, giving him a different kind of pleasure.

His most sensitive spot was entering and exiting Fangzi's cherry-like lips.

Suzuki couldn't help but let out a long groan, his hands moving incessantly over Fangzi's smooth body.

Fangzi sat on Suzuki, guiding him into her.

Suzuki felt that her private area was very wet and had a burning sensation.

Fangzi became a rider, galloping across Suzuki's body.

Her body moved up and down vigorously, and her two bouncy breasts bounced up and down as well.

Suzuki couldn't resist grabbing her breasts and kneading them forcefully.

"Ah...oh...good...ah...so stimulating...ah...ah...oh!" Yoshiko began to moan.

These sounds intensified Suzuki's sensations.

Yoshiko's movements became even more intense; she jerked twice, and Suzuki felt himself completely out of control, reaching his final climax.

Then, everything returned to calm.

Yoshiko stood up and said, "You lie down and rest for a while; I'll go clean up."

Suzuki nodded. This time, he was indeed very tired, because everything Yoshiko did was so full of energy and strength.

Ten minutes later, Yoshiko emerged from the small bathroom, already dressed again.

A strange smile played on her lips. She said to Suzuki, "Aren't you going to clean up?"

"Don't go yet, wait for me here," Suzuki said, hurrying into the bathroom.

When he finished and came out, he saw Yoshiko sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, waiting leisurely.

"Yoshiko, today was truly unforgettable," Suzuki said to her.

"You've satisfied your lust. Now give me back that videotape and let me go," Yoshiko said.

Suzuki handed the videotape to Yoshiko, who put it in her handbag.

"Yoshiko, can we meet again sometime?" Suzuki said.

"Are you interested in me?" "Yoshiko took a drag of her cigarette and said, 'Okay, but if you want to find me, find Okada Takashiko first.'

'Okada Takashiko!' Suzuki was very puzzled. Who was that?

'The girl you first took advantage of,' Yoshiko said."

Suzuki immediately remembered—he remembered that venomous look in her eyes—and his heart skipped a beat. He asked, "What's your relationship with her?"

"I was hired by her," Yoshiko said. "Everything that just happened has been recorded. Tomorrow, it'll be sent to all the major newspapers, and then you'll be a celebrity."

"What?" Suzuki felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. That repairman from earlier…

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I have AIDS. Takashiko said she wanted to give you an unforgettable memory," Yoshiko said.

Suzuki felt weak all over and collapsed onto the sofa.

For Suzuki Tomiichiro, nothing was more comfortable than sitting in his office.

He was the general manager of this large department store. Of course, his success today wasn't due to any personal ability, but rather to family connections. This department store was founded by his father, and his family owned the largest share. Therefore, it was only natural that he became the company's managing director.

He himself was mediocre, but the company was running smoothly, and with a group of capable assistants, the business was unaffected.

In fact, when his father was on his deathbed, he handed over the company's greatest power to his two younger brothers. He knew his son was merely mediocre, so he wasn't comfortable entrusting the family business to him.

Suzuki, though displeased, was powerless to change this. Because his father stipulated that everything in the company required a majority vote from the board of directors to be implemented, and his two capable uncles, along with a few minority shareholders, naturally held the reins of power.

Did this mean Suzuki had nothing to do? Of course not.

Suzuki had also secured some power within the company, namely managing the security department.

The security department of the department store was actually quite simple: preventing high-end shopping and theft.

Suzuki didn't need to worry about preventing high-end shopping, as his security manager had already designed everything. All important areas were equipped with 24-hour video cameras and security alarms. Plainclothes security personnel were often hidden among the sales clerks and customers, preventing both external and internal theft.

So, what could Suzuki do? He found it incredibly amusing—to toy with those caught stealing high-rollers.

These high-rollers came in all shapes and sizes, from petty thieves to hardened criminals. In fact, many people are wealthy, yet they crave theft. Suzuki felt an unparalleled authority over these individuals (this was unsurprising, given his actual lack of power within the company; he could only wield power in the presence of those powerless and unwilling to resist). He devised various methods to embarrass them, and what pleased him even more was the unexpected gains he often made in this strange game.

To make the game even more interesting, Suzuki specially designed a room behind his general manager's office. Of course, no one interfered with his decision to set up such a room, because his uncles all believed that it was better for him to manage some affairs than none at all; if he were left unattended, he might spend more time scheming to seize power.

Having received tacit approval, he played his games even more enthusiastically and with even more variety.

However, nothing serious had happened so far. That was because those he had cruelly tricked dared not speak out afterward. After all, stealing was not a glorious thing and should not be publicized casually.

Today, Suzuki was sitting in his office again, waiting for new prey.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in," Suzuki said.

The person who opened the door was the head of security, who said to Suzuki, "General Manager, we've caught another one." He handed a videotape to Suzuki, saying ingratiatingly,

"General Manager, you'll definitely find this one interesting."

The security chief, of course, knew Suzuki's hobby and was also trying to please him. As long as Suzuki was happy, his position would be secure.

Suzuki nodded and said, "Take him to the VIP room first." The so-called "VIP room" was his nickname for the place where he tormented high-end customers.

"Understood." The security chief withdrew.

Suzuki put the videotape into the VCR, and the company's underwear department appeared on the screen.

Suzuki was drawn to a customer on the screen. Although it was a black-and-white videotape, it showed a vibrant young woman carrying a sling bag, one hand carefully placing a bra into it.

She was very pretty, but her expression was extremely nervous. Clearly, this was her first time doing something like this.

She stole three bras in a row, then hurriedly turned and left.

Without watching further, it was obvious she was following them out the company gate, thinking she could get away unnoticed, only to be intercepted at the entrance.

Suzuki's face showed a smug expression. He pressed a switch, and a door behind his chair opened. He stepped out. There, a small passageway led to another door—a glass door. However, the glass was specially made, allowing only this side of the door to be viewed.

He could now clearly see what was happening inside. On the table lay the handbag and three bras, and in the chair in front of it sat the girl.

Suzuki's heart raced at the sight of her; the girl was incredibly beautiful.

He had already thought the girl was pretty from the videotape he'd watched. However, the camera hadn't been very close, and the shot was from a low angle, so it wasn't very clear. Now, it was completely different.

The girl was probably only eighteen or nineteen, with large eyes, a high, slightly rounded nose, and a small, cherry-like mouth—clearly a very lively girl.

But now she was looking down, seemingly troubled.

Suzuki pressed a button, the glass door opened, and he went inside.

The girl looked up, her expression now even more terrified.

Suzuki deliberately put on a stern face, then sat down in his chair and said, "Do you know that stealing is a very serious crime? You'll be imprisoned!"

The girl became even more frightened; tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "Sir, I know I was wrong. I won't do it again."

Suzuki chuckled inwardly. He used this tactic every time. It was always very effective, giving the other person a taste of their own medicine.

"Alright, now I'll ask you, and you'd better answer honestly," Suzuki said. "What's your name? How old are you?" "

My name is Okada Takashiko, I'm nineteen years old, and I'm a first-year student at Michi University," the girl said.

Suzuki was both surprised and delighted. The other person was a female university student—a truly rare opportunity.

"Where do you live? What do your parents do?" Suzuki asked.

"Are you going to tell my parents?" Gao Shizi cried anxiously, tears welling in her eyes. "Sir, please don't! My parents are both university professors. If they find out, they…"

Suzuki was even more puzzled. It turned out that the other person's parents were very influential. However, on the other hand, he felt even more smug, because the less Li dared to be ostentatious, the more unrestrained he could be.

"Whether I tell your parents or not is another matter. You have to tell me your name first, understand?" Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi reluctantly gave her address and her parents' names. Both of them were university professors.

Suzuki looked at Gao Shizi and asked, "Alright, why did you do this?"

"Sir..." Gao Shizi burst into tears, saying, "Actually, I didn't mean to steal. I made a bet with my classmates, and they said I wouldn't dare do such a thing. I was just being playful and did it. Now, I deeply regret it. I'm willing to pay everything, even double or triple the price, just please forgive me. I promise I won't do it again." "

If you were just being playful, why didn't you steal something small instead of a bra?" Suzuki asked.

The girl's face flushed crimson. She said, "A female classmate told me that the bra section is the least noticed and the easiest to steal from, so I..."

Suzuki deliberately remained silent, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the room became deathly still.

"Okay, stand up," Suzuki said.

The girl stood up as instructed. She was tall and slender, five feet four inches, and very well-developed. Although she was wearing a loose t-shirt, it was clear that she had a very good figure. She was wearing jeans.

Her eyes showed a pleading look, and she looked at Suzuki anxiously.

"Usually, we have two ways of dealing with high-priced buyers," Suzuki said. "One: call the police. The police will naturally prosecute the thief. Have you seen those news articles on the wall?" "

This 'VIP room' has many news articles posted on the walls, all about people who bought high-priced goods and were sentenced to prison.

" "No, no," Gao Shizi said.

Suzuki smiled smugly and said, "There's another method we use to deal with underage boys and girls: notify their parents so they can be responsible for compensation and discipline."

"No, no..." Gao Shizi said tremulously. Clearly, she was also terrified of this method.

"Hmm, how old did you say you were this year?" Suzuki asked deliberately.

"I'm nineteen," Gao Shizi said.

"Then, you're not a minor, so we can only use the first method," Suzuki said.

"Sir, please." "Gao Shizi knelt on the ground, pleading, tears streaming down her face.

Suzuki secretly rejoiced. He said, 'Get up first. Things aren't impossible to discuss.'

The girl was overjoyed to hear Suzuki's words. She stood up and said, 'Sir, if you forgive me, I'm willing to do anything.'

Suzuki slowly said, 'Then, it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate.'

Gao Shizi said, 'I'm willing to cooperate.'

Suzuki looked at Gao Shizi and suddenly asked, 'Do you really like these bras?'

Hearing Suzuki's question, Gao Shizi's face immediately turned red. She lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes, and said, 'I just grabbed them randomly.'"

Suzuki picked up the three bras. Two of them were pink and semi-transparent, while the other was black with a lace pattern—all very sexy.

"Have you ever worn bras like these before?" Suzuki asked. "

No," Gao Shizi said softly.

"By the way, you're a university student; it's not appropriate to wear such revealing bras at school." Suzuki said, fiddling with the three bras. He looked at the sizes; all three were 35 inches.

"Are your breasts 35 inches?" Suzuki asked.

Gao Shizi hesitated slightly before saying, "I wear this size." She blushed deeply as she spoke, her shyness making Suzuki even more amused.

"From the outside, your breasts don't seem that big." "Show me what kind of bra you're wearing," Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi looked at Suzuki in surprise and said, "No, sir, please don't."

Suzuki said slowly, "I originally wanted to help you, but since that's the case, forget it. I'll just have to call the police." As he spoke, he picked up the phone.

Gao Shizi's face showed great alarm again. She said, "Please don't do this." She paused, then said, "I'm just wearing a very ordinary bra, nothing special." "

Really ordinary? People say college girls like to wear front-closure bras, is that right?" Suzuki asked, his gaze fixed intently on Gao Shizi's chest.

Gao Shizi lowered her head, not saying a word.

Suzuki walked to her side and said, "How is it?" "Let me see, and I'll let you go."

"Really? Just let you see, and that's it?" Gao Shizi said, seemingly having made up her mind.

"Of course, I just want to see." Suzuki said with a smug smile.

Gao Shizi gritted her teeth and pulled up her t-shirt, revealing her snow-white breasts.

She was indeed wearing only a very ordinary bra. It was a cheap one, and quite old, clearly used for quite some time.

The bra's bra section was quite large, covering her entire breasts. However, even from the outside, it was clear that they were enormous, thirty-five inches, which was probably the actual number.

Suzuki's gaze was completely drawn to it, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Gao Shizi's face was flushed red, as if she had a fever. She stood there motionless, like a statue, yet her posture was natural and alluring.

Suzuki swallowed hard and said, "So you use such old-fashioned things."

His mind was racing. In the past, he had teased some female high-rollers in the same way. However, he usually stopped there and let them leave.

That was because he himself knew very well that if he went too far, the company might be affected, and his uncles wouldn't let him off the hook.

Besides, in the past, he had only used this method to tease others out of a sense of revenge, to try to demonstrate his power. He had plenty of money; if he wanted to play with women, he could have any beautiful woman he wanted. In fact, many beautiful female employees in the company had actively thrown themselves at him, so why should he take such a risk?

However, facing Gao Shizi today, he felt an indescribable possessiveness; he actually wanted to possess her.

That was perfectly normal. In the past, many of the high-society women he had worked with were students, but he had never encountered a college student. Moreover, Gao Shizi's body was so voluptuous, her large breasts swaying, and she was so beautiful. Furthermore, her shy expression was also alluring.

In fact, some of the female high-society women he had caught in the past had good figures and beautiful faces, but most of them were habitual criminals; some were professional women, and some even actively hinted to Suzuki that they could engage in sexual transactions. That, however, frightened Suzuki. He wasn't someone who lacked discretion; he understood the consequences of indiscriminate behavior.

But, facing Gao Shizi, he wanted to take the risk.

Seeing Suzuki remain silent, Gao Shizi loudly asked, "Can I leave now?"

Startled by her words, Suzuki immediately hardened his expression and said, "It's not that easy."

"You, you..." Gao Shizi tried to argue, "Didn't you just say that I could leave if you just looked?"

"Do you think I really want to see your bra size?" Suzuki said, "I want to see if you've stolen any other bras and are wearing them, understand?"

"Now that you've seen it, you should let me leave," Gao Shizi said.

"Hmph, I can't see clearly," Suzuki said. "First of all, I doubt if your breasts are that big. And this bra is so sealed; couldn't you wear other bras inside and then put this one on top? You people who buy expensive things are all cunning." "

I didn't even go into the fitting room, how could I!" Gao Shizi argued, her face flushed.

"That's what you said. How do I know if you went into the fitting room or not?" Suzuki said.

"Then, then what do you want!" Gao Shizi said.

"Two methods: one, you take off your bra so I can see clearly; the other, I'll call the police." “Suzuki said.

Gao Shizi started crying again, saying, “You, aren’t you bullying me?”

“Miss, please don’t talk nonsense,” Suzuki said. “First of all, no one asked you to come here to steal. Secondly, I didn’t force you to take your clothes off. It was all your own choice.” “

Then—” Gao Shizi didn’t know how to answer for a moment. She thought for a moment and said, “How about this, you call a female staff member in, and I’ll let her check.” “

No, I don’t trust our female staff members either. Or, a compromise would be to have a policewoman search us. Policewomen are more reliable, okay?” Suzuki said.

"You, you..." Gao Shizi knew Suzuki was threatening her, but she couldn't think of a way to deal with it.

"How about it?" Suzuki urged.

Gao Shizi was at a loss, standing there blankly, not knowing how to answer.

Suzuki smiled and said, "If you don't object, I might as well unhook it and check it for you." He paused, then said, "Actually, this is a very common thing. Don't you often have to be examined by the doctor?"

As he spoke, he walked to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi remained standing there, silent.

Suzuki knew that she had given in, and his courage grew. He walked behind Gao Shizi and unhooked her bra.

Gao Shizi clutched her bra tightly, but Suzuki subtly stroked her waist, causing her to pull away and the bra to slip down.

Suzuki's eyes widened. Gao Shizi immediately covered her breasts with her hands, but most of her full, tender flesh was still exposed.

Those two mounds of flesh resembled two plump peaches, and because Gao Shizi covered her chest with her hands, her muscles appeared even more voluptuous.

Suzuki felt a surge of desire. This half-concealed, half-revealed posture was most alluring. He longed to know what lay beneath Gao Shizi's hands.

Gao Shizi said, "Now, may I leave?" "You can prove I didn't take anything else." "

No, also, your pants aren't off yet. People who steal bras usually steal underwear too," Suzuki said.

"You're shameless," Gao Shizi said through gritted teeth.

Suzuki, however, was relentless. He walked over to Gao Shizi and began to unbutton and unzip her jeans.

"No, don't!" Gao Shizi loosened her grip and forcefully pulled at her pants.

Her breasts were completely exposed as she pulled at her pants.

She had two round, large areolas with a pale pink hue, and at the tips of those areolas were two slightly protruding nipples.

Suzuki stared, dumbfounded. He had seen many women's breasts, but in terms of the beauty of their shape, Gao Shizi's breasts were the most attractive.

Gao Shizi was startled when she saw Suzuki staring intently at her chest, and instinctively covered her breasts with her hands.

Seeing his chance, Suzuki immediately pulled hard, and Gao Shizi's narrow jeans, along with her underwear, were pulled down.

Gao Shizi screamed again, her hands reaching down to cover her private parts.

However, while she could protect herself up there, she couldn't protect herself down there. The embarrassing situation was indescribable.

Suzuki, like a madman, pulled Gao Shizi into his arms, his hands roaming over her body. Her skin was so smooth and slippery.

Gao Shizi struggled, forcefully pushing Suzuki away, saying, "If you mess around again, I'll scream for help!"

Suzuki was startled. He indeed released his grip, and Gao Shizi struggled to walk to the sofa. Moreover, she prepared to pull her pants up again.

"Fine, you can go. However, I won't give you that videotape," Suzuki said.

"Videotape? What videotape?" Gao Shizi asked.

"Look, it's here," Suzuki said, pointing to the videotape on the table.

Gao Shizi was stunned. She didn't know what Suzuki meant by that.

Suzuki turned on the video player, put the videotape in, and Gao Shizi's entire theft was immediately revealed.

Gao Shizi's face turned pale, and she stood there blankly, at a loss.

Her entire body was now exposed to Suzuki without any covering.

Suzuki was simply overwhelmed by the sight. When Gao Shizi stood there, she was like a statue. Her breasts were certainly beautiful, but the triangle area beneath her flat buttocks was even more alluring.

There, a thin layer of pubic hair softly covered that mysterious part.

Her thighs were long and slender, with well-proportioned muscles; everything about her was so perfect.

Gao Shizi stared at the videotape, then slumped onto the sofa and buried her face in her hands, weeping.

Suzuki sat down beside her, hugged her, and said, "If you behave well, then I'll give you the videotape in a little while." Gao

Shizi remained silent, still weeping.

A surge of desire welled up within Suzuki. Facing this tear-streaked girl, he felt a sense of superiority; she was now in his grasp, and he could do as he pleased.

His hands began to roam over Gao Shizi's smooth body, quickly seizing her two firm breasts.

Gao Shizi's body twitched. She tried to struggle, but ultimately stopped, letting Suzuki do as he pleased.

Suzuki gently pushed her down onto the sofa, then stood up and locked all the doors. He pressed the intercom and said, "No one is allowed to enter without my permission."

He returned to Gao Shizi's side. Gao Shizi lay on the sofa, her eyes tightly closed.

Suzuki stripped off all his clothes and sat down next to Gao Shizi.

"The newspapers say you female university students love playing sex games and holding naked parties on campus, is that true?" Suzuki asked, while wantonly kneading Gao Shizi's breasts with his hands.

Gao Shizi shook her head but didn't say anything more.

Suzuki grabbed Gao Shizi's hand and placed it on his penis.

Gao Shizi cried out "Ah!" and immediately pulled her hand back, her face turning bright red.

Suzuki said, "Don't tell me you've never touched a man's thing before."

Gao Shizi didn't utter a sound; she simply let Suzuki greedily caress her body.

Suzuki placed Gao Shizi's hand on his penis again, saying, "Touch me properly."

Tears welled up in Gao Shizi's eyes once more. However, this time she dared not pull her hand away, silently caressing Suzuki's ugly male organ.

Suzuki's hand began to move downwards, across the patch of grass, and further down.

His hand touched Gao Shizi's vulva, finding it wet.

Gao Shizi, her eyes tightly closed, allowed him to do as he pleased.

Although she resisted internally, physiologically she could not resist Suzuki's stimulation.

Although Suzuki was very excited, he was, after all, a master of seduction. To be honest, he was very experienced with women and knew exactly how to arouse their desire.

His mouth began to move downwards, first sucking on the two protruding nipples.

Gao Shizi's body twisted slightly, and then she let out a soft moan, followed by continuous humming and groaning sounds: "Ah...oh...uh...ah...oh..."

Suzuki's hand felt the love juice flowing out of the cleft.

His mouth continued to move downwards, reaching the gushing spring.

He had a fetish for kissing that wet spot. He knew the tricks of the trade, specifically stimulating the other person's sensitive areas.

Gao Shizi's body began to twist violently, and she cried out: "No, don't." Her hands, however

, couldn't help but roam over Suzuki's body, stroking him incessantly.

Suzuki sat on the sofa, pulled Gao Shizi to his side, and said, "Come, serve me too."

Gao Shizi looked terrified and said, "No, don't do that." "

Have you forgotten that videotape?" Suzuki said harshly.

Gao Shizi turned into an obedient little lamb, no longer daring to resist.

She clumsily began to touch Suzuki's penis with her mouth. She clearly didn't know how to do it correctly.

"Gently, mmm... ah... good... so comfortable... mmm... ah..." Suzuki instructed, occasionally letting out low moans.

Gao Shizi slowly learned the technique. Although she was extremely unwilling, there was absolutely no room for bargaining.

Suzuki felt it was an immense pleasure. Many women had served him similarly in the past, but those women were experienced; none could compare to this young girl.

Suzuki could no longer restrain himself. He pushed Gao Shizi down onto the sofa again, spreading her legs wide, and began his assault.

Gao Shizi cried out, her face contorted in pain, tears welling in her eyes.

Suzuki felt the passage was so narrow, almost impossible to pass through. However, after a few thrusts, Gao Shizi began to accept his fierce attacks.

Suzuki's movements became increasingly intense, and Gao Shizi's initial expression of pain gradually disappeared, replaced by pleasurable moans.

Her reaction excited Suzuki even more, and his movements became faster and faster. Finally, amidst Gao Shizi's series of gasps, he reached his climax.

Everything returned to calm, and Suzuki slumped onto the sofa. He noticed tiny red spots on the floor. It turned out this was Gao Shizi's first time, and he felt a pang of guilt. He handed Gao Shizi a few tissues and hurriedly put his clothes back on.

Then he took out the videotape and the three bras, placed them in a paper bag, handed it to Gao Shizi, and said, "Alright, you can leave now." Gao

Shizi said nothing, simply put her clothes back on, took the paper bag, and removed the three bras, placing them on the table. Tears welled in her eyes, and her face revealed a venomous expression. She said to Suzuki, "Thank you for giving me such an eternal memory today. One day, I will give you an eternal memory in return."

Suzuki's face showed a slight hint of shame, and the venomous look in Gao Shizi's eyes sent a chill down his spine. He dared not say anything more, simply letting her leave.

Suzuki continued to rule his kingdom, and with even greater ruthlessness.

He felt only a brief moment of shame regarding Gao Shizi's actions before letting the matter pass.

Moreover, having learned from Gao Shizi's experience, he became even more cunning.

He would take advantage of any woman with even a modicum of attractiveness.

Using this method, he had slept with countless women. What made him particularly proud was that none of his victims dared to report it to the police afterward.

Since nothing happened, his lust only grew bolder.

One day, he was sitting in his office when the security manager walked in.

"General Manager, you have another one to your liking today," the security manager said. He was, of course, aware of some of Suzuki's actions, and also knew that he had a particular interest in beautiful women.

As usual, he first looked at the videotape. The videotape showed a beautiful woman, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

In the videotape, she was also stealing a bra.

(Women all like to steal bras.) Suzuki thought.

He was overjoyed. Today, he could finally let loose again.

He entered the VIP room. The young woman was already seated. There was also a man repairing something.

"What are you doing here?" Suzuki asked the man.

"I'm in charge of the security system. There's a minor problem today, so I'm fixing it," the man said. "

Is it done?" Suzuki asked.

"Almost done," the man said. He stood up, glanced at Suzuki and the young woman, and said, "Sorry to bother you," before leaving the VIP room.

Suzuki locked all the locks, hung up the phone; the house was now soundproofed, and it was a completely different world inside.

He sat back down in his chair, carefully observing the woman.

She seemed a little nervous, but her appearance deeply attracted Suzuki.

She was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with long, flowing hair and large, round eyes, but most captivating of all were her breasts. She wore a tight t-shirt, and her breasts seemed about to burst out.

She exuded a mature charm and a captivating allure.

Suzuki sized her up; she wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but she possessed a unique allure.

"What's your name?" Suzuki asked.

"My name is Yoshiko Ohno," the woman replied.

Suzuki glanced at the table, where a bra and a pair of underwear lay.

"You stole these, didn't you?" he asked.

"I...I..." Yoshiko stammered for a moment, then said, "I just forgot to pay." "

Oh, you forgot to pay," Suzuki said with a smile. "Then, I'll call the police, and they can collect the money from you."

"No, no!" Yoshiko said in a panic.

"Okay, tell me, what is your profession?" Suzuki asked. In fact, knowing the other person's profession is very important. Some professional women are not afraid of intimidation, but can be seduced through enticement.

“I’m a singer, but not famous yet,” Fangzi said. “However, a company has recently approached me about signing a contract, so please, don’t call the police.”

“Didn’t you say you just forgot to pay? In that case, you can explain to the police,” Suzuki said.

“Okay, stop being so pushy. I admit everything. What do you want?” Fangzi said.

“Okay, straightforward. I like straightforward people,” Suzuki said. “So, what do you think?”

“What do you want?” the woman said. “I think this isn’t the first time you’ve encountered something like this. You have your own methods, right?”

“What a smart girl,” Suzuki said. “I’ve heard that singers are very likely to sleep with men.”

Fangzi said, “From what you’re saying, I think you’re interested in asking me to sleep with you.”

Suzuki chuckled twice, thinking to himself that this woman was truly formidable. "

Is this the first time you've asked women who stole things to do this?" Yoshiko asked. "I think definitely not. You can tell me, how many times has this happened?" "

Why do you ask?" Suzuki said with a grin.

"Didn't you say I'm a straightforward person? I think you're just as straightforward," Yoshiko said.

"Anyway, you're not the first," Suzuki said with a smile. Interacting with a woman like this had a unique flavor.

"Isn't this an abuse of power?" Yoshiko asked aggressively.

Suzuki found it somewhat ridiculous. Now, it seemed he was the one being interrogated, while Yoshiko was the interrogator.

“How should I answer you?” Suzuki smiled and said, “Do you think it counts?”

“Of course,” Yoshiko said. “Usually, do women agree to your requests?”

“If they don’t, then they’ll have to go see the police and let them handle it,” Suzuki said. “So, I don’t think I’m abusing my power; I’m just giving them another option. Actually, for women, doing that with a man is also a kind of enjoyment.”

“That depends on the other person,” Yoshiko said. “If it’s a useless guy, it’s more like torture.”

“Do you want to try?” Suzuki said.

“Do I have any other options?” Yoshiko said.

“No,” Suzuki said, “unless you’re willing to see the police and let them handle it.” “

Okay, stop talking about the police,” Yoshiko said. “Where is our battlefield? Right here?”

“Yes,” Suzuki said. “I’ve added a lot of equipment here. Look, that sofa can turn into a bed, and the other room is a small bathroom.”

“You’ve thought of everything very thoroughly,” Yoshiko said.

She started to take off the t-shirt that was tightly wrapped around her body.

Suzuki felt a sudden light in front of him. Yoshiko was only wearing a very revealing bra underneath, and her two very full breasts were already half exposed.

Those two mounds of flesh were really very full, and they looked very elastic.

Yoshiko unhooked the bra, and her two breasts bounced forward.

Her breasts, like pendant bells, had two large, round halos at the front, followed by two small brown nipples.

Suzuki swallowed hard; they were incredibly alluring.

Yoshiko smiled slightly and pulled down her jeans, revealing a thin pair of thongs underneath, with a patch of black skin in the crotch area.

Suzuki felt his penis immediately harden.

Yoshiko walked to his side and said, "So, do you appreciate my body?"

Suzuki replied, "You have such an alluring body." "

Then what are you waiting for? This is your prey," Yoshiko said.

Suzuki felt his hands trembling. He reached out and suddenly pressed his hand against Yoshiko's breasts.

Yoshiko leaned back and said, "To be honest, I think you're shameless."

"Why do you say that?" Suzuki laughed.

"Using this method to coerce a woman, don't you think that's shameless?" Yoshiko said.

"I am shameless, but only if you're willing," Suzuki laughed.

Yoshiko smiled slightly, removing her last barrier.

Suzuki felt his hands trembling; Yoshiko's figure was indeed superb.

He couldn't wait, stripping off everything and then pounced on Yoshiko.

Yoshiko said, "Don't be so hasty, lie down on the sofa, I'll serve you now."

Suzuki did as she said, lying down on the sofa. Yoshiko walked to his side and began to kiss him passionately.

Then, Yoshiko's lips began to move downwards, reaching Suzuki's most sensitive spot.

She was indeed an expert; her tongue moved incessantly, giving Suzuki an intense and stimulating sensation, his nerves seemingly tense.

Yoshiko was different from any woman he had encountered before. Previously, he had used coercion and enticement, taking the initiative entirely; but Yoshiko was taking the initiative, giving him a completely different experience.

His most sensitive spot was entering and exiting Yoshiko's cherry-like lips.

Suzuki couldn't help but let out a long groan, his hands moving incessantly over Yoshiko's smooth body.

Yoshiko sat on Suzuki, guiding him into penetration.

Suzuki felt that her private area was very wet and hot.

Yoshiko had become a rider, galloping across Suzuki's body.

Her body moved up and down vigorously, and her two bouncy breasts bounced up and down as well.

Suzuki couldn't help but grab those breasts and knead them hard.

"Ah...oh...good...ah...so stimulating...ah...ah...oh!" Yoshiko began to moan.

These sounds intensified Suzuki's sensations.

Yoshiko's movements became even more intense; she suddenly thrust twice, and Suzuki felt himself completely out of control, reaching his final climax.

Then, everything returned to calm.

Yoshiko stood up and said, "You lie down and rest for a while. I'll go clean up first."

Suzuki nodded. This time, he was indeed very tired because everything about Yoshiko was so full of energy and strength.

Ten minutes later, Yoshiko came out of the small bathroom, already dressed again.

She had a very strange smile on her face. She said to Suzuki, "How about you go clean up?"

"Don't go yet, wait for me here," Suzuki said, and hurried into the bathroom.

When he finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, he saw Yoshiko sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, waiting leisurely.

"Yoshiko, today was truly unforgettable," Suzuki said to her.

"You've satisfied your lust. Now give me back that videotape and let me go," Fangzi said.

Suzuki handed the videotape to Yoshiko, who put it in her handbag.

"Yoshiko, can we meet again sometime?" Suzuki asked.

"You're interested in me?" Yoshiko took a drag of her cigarette and said, "Sure, but if you want to find me, find Okada Takashiko first."

"Okada Takashiko!" Suzuki exclaimed, puzzled. Who was that?

"The girl you took advantage of the first time," Yoshiko said.

Suzuki immediately remembered; he recalled that venomous look—his heart skipped a beat. He asked, "What's your relationship with her?"

"I was hired by her," Yoshiko said. "Everything that just happened has been recorded on a videotape. Tomorrow, it'll be sent to all the major newspapers, and then you'll become a celebrity." "

What?" Suzuki felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. That repairman from earlier...

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you, I have AIDS. Takashiko said she wanted to give you an unforgettable memory," Yoshiko said.

Suzuki felt his whole body go limp and collapsed onto the sofa.

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