【The Hall of Prostitution---Mother

The Mansion of Lust – Chapter of Mother Miyako
Author: Chongchong
On a neat, sloping hillside facing the sea, there are rows of orderly, luxurious buildings.
Unlike ordinary houses, they are more worthy of being called mansions.
The third house from the corner of the Western-style private hospital bears a marble
nameplate that reads "Hameju." Although it's the third house, each one has a spacious courtyard and long walls, so walking around
takes a while.
The car stops, and a sweet, mature female voice comes from the intercom by the door,
"Who is it?"
"Hello, I'm Shoka's teacher, Hasebe."
"Ah, please wait."
The tightly closed door slowly opens, and then slowly closes again after the car enters. Compared to the neighbors' houses, the main house, not very large but exquisitely structured, is bathed in the 　　soft golden sunlight
of the winter sunset .
The path from the parking lot to the entrance was flanked by lawns, like a layer of withered yellow
carpet. The entire front yard was filled with an empty, lonely feeling, as if symbolizing a family atmosphere.
A woman stood silently at the entrance to greet me, her face calm, or rather indifferent.
That was Xiangxiang's mother—Hazumi Miyako. I had met her a few times during our three-way interview at school.
Looking at her noble and clean face, her sun-kissed hair was neatly combed back. It seemed that Xiangxiang
's beauty was inherited from her beautiful mother. Calling the two mother and daughter flowers wouldn't be an exaggeration. But if Xiangxiang was
like a wild rose blooming in the meadow, then Miyako was a cold and beautiful winter rose carefully cultivated by a master.
"Welcome."
"I'm a little late, I'm very sorry."
"No, you're so busy, yet you still made a special trip, really..."
Underneath her simple sweater, her breasts, larger than Xiangxiang's, with a perfectly contoured and mature fullness
, stood beautifully upright. I admired her beauty; it was truly irresistible to men.
She led me to the living room, her slender waist taut, and her buttocks beneath her black dress were
far more voluptuous than Xiangxiang's at her age. Her back view was truly alluring; her body's lines were flawless
. However, this woman was only slightly past thirty. I had thoroughly investigated her beforehand;
Xiangxiang was the child she had given birth to after being raped in high school, but she hadn't told her daughter.
The father was unknown.
Because her family was Catholic, she endured the scorn of those around her to give birth to Xiangxiang. She was a
woman of great inner strength.
The only person who helped Miyako at the time was her current husband, whom she met at church. He was an archaeologist
, and there was a more than ten-year age gap between them. His parents were very concerned about their reputation and couldn't tolerate her situation, so
they lived separately. Despite this, he didn't mind and still loved Miyako wholeheartedly, treating Xiangxiang, whose father was unknown
, as his own daughter. However, after getting a lecturer job at a university, he had to
travel all over the world and rarely returned home.
A sense of loneliness permeated the house, a source of constant worry for Miyako.
Despite her stunning beauty and exquisite body, Miyako waited for her husband's return, hoping
to spend her life with him.
Previously, when Shoka spoke of her beautiful mother's anticipation of her father's return,
a look of disdain crossed her face. That was the rebellious spirit of adolescence; as a woman, she found such a lifestyle distasteful. I felt
the same way.
Such a beauty, never having tasted another man besides her husband—it was such a pity. I intended to let this woman
fully understand the taste of female happiness.
"Shoka! Shoka! The teacher's here!"
Miyako called upstairs.
"Okay."
Miyako and Shoka sat side-by-side on the sofa in the living room, just as usual.
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"It's a bit ridiculous to still be doing home visits now, but we do this every year for graduating students;
there must be some benefit to it," I said on the phone earlier. But it was all a lie. What 　　school conducts home visits
for students graduating in a month ? 　　However, Miyako somehow learned that some schools had similar activities, and Shoka had said the same 　　thing, so she believed the teacher wasn't fabricating. 　　The three of us didn't have any particular topics to discuss. We just talked about Shoka's future after graduation, her current 　　feelings, and her expectations for high school life. Although Miyako was initially listening attentively, she 　　gradually relaxed when she saw Shoka and me chatting happily, maintaining a beautiful smile on her face. 　　After chatting easily for a while, Shoka started speaking according to my prompting. 　　"...Hey, teacher, um, let Mom try it too." 　　"But..." 　　"What?" Miyako asked with interest. 　　"If the teacher recites the incantation, your hands will be stuck together and won't be able to separate." 　　"Huh? Is that so?" 　　Shoka took Miyako's hand and placed it against her chest. 　　Because it was her daughter, Miyako cooperated. 　　"Come together, separate," Shoka gestured with her hands in front of her chest, saying "come together, release, come together again." 　　"It's easy," Miyako said, easily following along. 　　"If the teacher casts a spell, we'll stick together tightly. It's fun!" 　　"...Is that so?" 　　"No way, okay, it's just a game, I accept." 　　I smiled wryly, looking at Miyako with anticipation. 　　"Now, please cross your hands, close your eyes, and like you're praying." 　　"Okay." 　　Perhaps the word "prayer" was reassuring, as Miyako obediently did as instructed. 　　"Just like that, imagine God is right beside you." 　　The devout Christian Miyako immediately lowered her head. Perhaps she was thinking of the image of Christ hanging on the cross. 　　"Relax. Please take a deep breath with me. Imagine your body is fully inhaling air, don't move 　　, and exhale slowly. Slowly inhale, fully accumulating air, and exhale slowly. Your mood will be even more..."

"Relax. Once again, try to inhale slowly, now your body is full of air, then exhale
the full air from your body. As you exhale, your body's strength also dissipates. See, you feel relaxed. Inhale
... exhale... inhale... exhale. With each breath, your body's strength dissipates a little. Your mood becomes pleasant
... becomes... very relaxed, your mood is very pleasant."
At this moment, Miyako's head began to sway slightly, and I had her open her eyes.
"Stare at your clasped hands, gradually stiffening, tightly stuck together. Hands pressed
together, pressed together, no longer separating. The gap no longer exists. Your hands are tightly pressed together and cannot be separated.
"
As I spoke, Miyako stared at her hands, entering the initial stage of hypnosis.
"Now try to let go. Try to let go of your hands, but no matter how hard you try, your hands are still tightly pressed
together, and you can't separate them no matter what you do."
Miyako began to exert force, trying to separate her hands, but her clasped hands could not be separated no matter what she did.
"Oh...?"
"How does it feel?" Xiangxiang said.
Now that Xiangxiang is my assistant, she's completely absorbed in the pleasure of being hypnotized and
doesn't mind hypnotizing her mother at all.
"Now separate your hands. Notice how the strength in your hands is gradually disappearing."
I held Miyako's hands and gently shook them back and forth. Her stiff arms immediately relaxed.
"Count to three from now on, and your hands will soften and separate easily. One, two, three, separate
!"
After removing my hands from the back of Miyako's hands, her soft hands separated smoothly.
"………………" "
Please stand up."
I can't push her down right now; this isn't the place. I had Xiangxiang hold Miyako's waist and stand up
, pulling her hands off the sofa and standing in front of me. I also stood up, looking directly at Miyako.
"Look here, look here without moving. Does it feel uncomfortable with the flashing lights in front of you?" It was shimmering, almost
dazzling. "Close your eyes, your eyelids become heavy, they keep getting heavier, and then suddenly they close.
"
Miyako blinked a few times, trying to resist, but when I gave the command and took her hand, she reflexively
closed her eyes.
"Relax your mind. Relax deeply, raise your arms, stretch your arms out."
I moved behind Miyako and lifted her hands. Miyako raised her hands forward.
"Slightly spread your feet too, spread your feet shoulder-width apart." "
Okay, put power into your hands raised in front of you, continuously, continuously putting power into them, continuously putting
power into your arms, your arms feel like stone, becoming stiff."
Slowly, Miyako clenched her fists, her knuckles cracking, the tendons in the back of her hands spasming.
"Slowly, your hands are stiff. Your hands are very, very stiff. Your hands, wrists, and elbows are all
completely stiff." " Your arms have become like stone, you can't move them anymore."
I tried pressing down on Miyako's wrist, and although her hand lowered slightly, it felt stiff like an iron rod,
and pressing down on it didn't make her feel anything.
"Not just your arms, but your shoulders and head, your whole body has become stiff. Look, it keeps getting stiffer.
You can't move any part of your body. Your body has become rigid, you've become a statue, a very beautiful statue.
Your body can't move. You can try to move. But you'll find that you can't move. The more you try to move something,
the less you can move it ."
Miyako's body swayed slightly, and then became completely still.
"Let's try shaking your body. It's okay, I'll hold you well. Tilt your body,
don't move anything else."
I grabbed her shoulders and tried to pull her back. She straightened her back, stretched out her arms, and tilted her body. After turning her around
a few times, Miyako lifted one leg. Even her toes were pointed straight, like a ballerina
spinning on one leg.
"Start counting to three from now on." "When you count to three, your body will fall backward. If you count to three,
you'll feel a suction force pulling you down from behind. Don't worry, I'll catch you. That's right, one, two,
three!"
I gently pulled Miyako's shoulders back, and her body stiffened as she fell.
"See? After falling, the strength in her body vanished instantly. Her whole body was no longer stiff; it became soft."
I supported her shoulders while watching Miyako's body. Miyako's arms slowly drooped, and I
felt her body gradually loosen. I supported her waist, letting her plump buttocks slowly
sit on the floor.
I laid Miyako down on the carpet, bringing her hands and feet together. Her eyes were unfocused,
swaying slowly from side to side.
"The power is gone. The power is gone, gone, and my mind is incredibly relaxed. The power in my body no longer
exists, and the thoughts in my mind have also disappeared. I can't think anymore, I must remain relaxed, I can't think of anything, and
I can't hear anything except my voice." "Whatever I say, you will do it. Whatever I say
will become... reality."
I parted Miyako's legs and tried to roll up her skirt, but Miyako didn't react.
Turning around, I saw Shoka lying on the sofa, her empty eyes unfocused. It seemed Shoka had also been deeply seduced
. This saved me a lot of trouble.
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I carried Shoka down to sleep on the floor and let Miyako sit back on the sofa. Miyako's hands
hung naturally at her sides, and her knees opened.
"You will answer my questions very frankly, and you will feel happy for answering my questions.
Your frank answers will make you feel relaxed. If you understand, say yes."
"Yes..."
"Relax your body..."
I began to ask her about her experiences with sex. Miyako talked about her feelings when she was raped. As she spoke, she
hugged her body tightly and trembled incessantly. She had a deep fear of sex, and because of this, several
She hadn't had sex with her husband at all.
"Does having sex with your husband feel terrifying?"
"...Yes...no matter what, my body stiffens..." "
Have you ever fantasized about having sex with your husband?" "
...No..."
The previous investigation seemed to be true. Asking further might provoke resistance and wake her from the hypnosis.
"Does being touched by your husband make you feel good?"
"...Slightly..."
Thankfully, she still responded to that; if she were completely asexual, it would be troublesome.
"Now let's turn back time. Every time I snap my fingers, you go back a year. You will remember
happy things from back then."
She snapped her fingers three times. Miyako said that Shoka had passed her junior high school entrance exam.
She continued snapping her fingers. Shoka became younger, Shoka was born, returned to her high school days when she knew nothing,
returned to her innocent junior high school days, and finally became the cute elementary school student Miyako.
"...Your name."
"...Miya...ko,"
Miyako mumbled in a childish voice.
I took Miyako's hand and led her to the balcony.
"This is a fun playground! It rained yesterday, so there are puddles here and there. The weather is lovely today
, sunny and warm. The sun makes the puddles sparkle. Want to play? Want to knead the mud to your heart's content
? It looks like you'll have a lot of fun playing there. You can play as much as you want!"
Miyako laughed cheerfully, running forward and squatting down. However, because she was wearing a long skirt, it looked
a bit cumbersome.
"Wearing a skirt makes it hard to move around. I can't play like this. Take it off!"
Without hesitation, Miyako unzipped her skirt and threw it away. She was wearing sheer, light camel-colored
, alluringly tight shorts that clung tightly to her lower body, showcasing the beautiful curves of her thighs.
She stood tall and proud, her hands raised to the sky, jumping around as if playing in the puddles,
laughing loudly. All traces of her previous prim and proper wife demeanor were gone. "That should be enough," I 　　said
hastily as I saw Miyako, her hair all disheveled from playing, fall to the ground, about to roll around . 　　"Sorry, time's up. The game's over." 　　I pulled Miyako up, her cheeks puffed out. Her current expression was a far cry from her serious demeanor just moments before 　　. 　　"Ah, you're covered in mud. You'll get scolded if you go in like this. Being scolded will make you unpopular. You 　　have to take off all your dirty clothes," I 　　said, grabbing the hem of Miyako's sweater. Miyako obediently raised her hands. 　　Perhaps not intending for any man other than Mr. to see her body, Miyako's underwear was a practical and rather plain 　　style, so I quickly helped her remove it all. 　　"...Now, let's start your afternoon nap. Lie down there, yes, close your eyes, and fall into a deep, deep 　　sleep. Begin to dream. Count to ten from now on, slowly. As you count, you will fall into a deep 　　sleep and enter the world of dreams." ..." 　　Back on the sofa, Miyako gently sucked on her finger, arching her back as she did so 　　. The fullness from her thighs to her buttocks almost made me lose my mind. In this situation, I can't believe 　　I didn't pounce on her. 　　"Ten, ..., you've entered a dream now. You're in the world of dreams. It's not surprising what happens here 　　. Because it's a dream, it doesn't matter what you do or how you become." 　　I gave the instruction, placing my hand on Miyako's firm, beautiful breasts, even when she was asleep, and gently 　　kneading them. 　　"Ah..." 　　Compared to the younger Shoka, they felt a little less elastic, but much softer. The delicacy of her skin 　　was no less than my daughter's. Moreover, my hand felt as if it were sinking into her, 　　as if my hand was pressed tightly against her breasts, inseparable. 　　If she wasn't moved by such a powerful body, her husband must be impotent. I pinched her nipple and carefully kneaded it. The pink protrusion, like a young girl's, 　　stood up instantly 　　between my fingers . 　　"You seem to be in a good mood. Can you tell me how you feel?" 　　"……Ah…my feelings…tell me…" " 　　Just say whatever comes to mind. Because this is a dream, there's nothing to be ashamed of. In this dream world, 　　nothing you hate will happen. Nothing that will make you feel bad will happen. In the dream, you'll feel even better." 　　I continued to caress her breasts, rubbing them while sucking on her nipple. Miyako gasped 　　, saying "okay" intermittently, and raised her snow-white arms, intending to hug my head. 　　I stopped caressing and lifted myself up. 　　Miyako made a sound of dissatisfaction through her nose. 　　"How do you feel? Do you want to continue?" 　　"…Yes…" " 　　Right, be honest. Tell me frankly how you feel right now." 　　"……Continue…" 　　"Continue what? Tell me properly." 　　"Continue…breasts…touching…feeling good…" 　　"Good. Say it again, say it again so you'll feel even better." " 　　...Ah...please continue...touch..." 　　Miyako swayed uncomfortably. Her breasts swayed and bumped against each other. 　　"Very good, your mind is filled with thoughts that make you feel even better. You 　　can't think of anything but wanting, wanting. Your body is getting hot, painfully hot, and desperate. Your body 　　is starting to heat up. Your body is suddenly burning hot everywhere. You have to do it no matter what." 　　Miyako gasped heavily in anguish. 　　"From now on, touch your body. Wherever you touch your body, it will feel like it's melting, 　　and your mood will become pleasant. Do you understand? Wherever you touch your body, it will feel pleasant. First, your shoulders, 　　your shoulders will feel like they're melting." 　　I placed my hand on her right shoulder, and Miyako uttered a sweet voice. 　　"I will continue to stroke like this."

"...Come on, tell me your feelings..."
I stroked her neck, armpits, then her chin, back to her shoulder, then down to her arm and fingers.
When I touched her fingers, a sharp cry escaped Miyako's beautiful body, accompanied by gasps. She
arched her back, indicating that her fingers were particularly sensitive there. I took her fingers in my mouth, and her head immediately tilted
back. Shoka reacted exactly the same way when I tried to do this. Do parents and children even resemble each other in this way?
"Then, try touching your own body with your own hands. Your body will feel
good no matter where you touch it. Try touching it as if you want to feel even better."
I covered Miyako's cheeks with her hands. While indulging in the pleasure of stroking her cheeks, Miyako
reached down with one hand and began to knead her breasts. She hesitated at first, but soon a tidal wave of pleasure
overwhelmed her, and she began to knead them vigorously.
It was time to use Shoka. I got her up.
Xiangxiang had become my complete slave. Without any special prompting, I made her undress. She was completely
naked except for her white stockings. I whispered in her ear,
"You can't hear anything except my voice. Your body can't move. Your hands and feet can't move,
you can't move. Your mind is gradually becoming lustful. Lewd thoughts keep surfacing in your mind. Unless I pat
your shoulder and talk to you, you won't be able to think about anything else."
I set Xiangxiang aside, her body and face flushed with excitement, her head trembling, and returned to Miyako's
side.
Miyako continued to rub her breasts with one hand, while the other hand stroked her body, but didn't touch
anything intimate.
I lifted Miyako up against the sofa back, placing her feet on the sofa, forming an "M"
shape with her legs open.
"From now on, count to three. Your feet will be pressed tightly against the sofa and cannot separate. One, two, three!"
I said sternly, pressing down on her insteps. Miyako's feet twitched and then became immobile.
She pressed her arm against the back of the sofa as well.
She brought Xiangxiang over and knelt before her.
Xiangxiang, being the daughter, bore a striking resemblance to her mother.
"Look closely. That's your own vulva. Touching it will make you feel very good. Now,
stare at it without moving, and you'll feel a strong urge to lick it. Gradually, you'll feel the urge. Okay, try
licking it very lightly with your tongue."
Xiangxiang extended her tongue and gently licked Miyako's vulva from bottom to top.
"Ah..."
"Ah..."
Mother and daughter simultaneously let out sweet moans.
Xiangxiang was instantly captivated. She swayed her hips lasciviously, her vulva overflowing with love juice, constantly
stroking her mother with her tongue and fingers. For Xiangxiang, this was masturbation; she could almost feel it herself, from stroking
the labia to gently stimulating the clitoris by pulling back the foreskin.
"So comfortable... ah!"
Miyako's hair swayed up and down with the movement of her head. I held her head between my hands.
"Don't be afraid of anything. This is a dream world. There's no need to be afraid. Nothing bad will happen.
Look, the fear will vanish in an instant... vanish. You can't think about anything. You don't need to think about anything, just let
pleasure control you."
Feeling her experienced daughter's fingers ravaging her body, the mother was about to melt.
Xiangxiang's fingers plunged deep into Miyako's vulva.
"Ah... ah! Ah!"
The veins on Miyako's head bulged and began to tremble.
"A very intense feeling. Concentrate on feeling it; you can't feel anything except the movement of the fingers inside .
"
Xiangxiang increased her fingers to two. She also used her other hand to separate the vulva and licked her clitoris with her tongue. Miyako
began to cry out. A lascivious wet sound came from the vulva.
"...From now on, count to ten, and you will experience an unprecedented orgasm."
Hearing me count, Miyako and Xiangxiang both let out high-pitched, lascivious cries.
"...Five.
" "Oh! Oh! Heh! Come on, I feel so good! So comfortable!"
"Six, continuous orgasms."
"...Nine, now, the last one, you will experience the ultimate orgasm."
"Or...God...you...please..."
Miyako began to ramble.
"Ten!"
"Ah...ah, so good!"
"Ah!"
Miyako and Shoka both let out desperate cries, their bodies trembling as they climaxed.
I wiped my sweat. I
was finally certain that Miyako could feel sexual pleasure.
Next.
I moved a sofa opposite Miyako and placed Shoka on it as well.
"Just sit there without moving. Unless I touch your shoulder and talk to you, you
won't hear anything. Become deaf. Already deaf."
I removed my hand and tried to give another suggestion, but Shoka didn't react. Okay.
I gave Miyako the same suggestion.
Miyako tilted her head back, her expression calm.
"Close your eyes, Miyako, and enter the deep dream again ."
She was positioned correctly.
"…Slowly open your eyes. You see a mirror in front of you. It reflects your beautiful body
. You can't see anything else besides that. Don't understand where you are? This is your dream. Here, only
you are. Okay, slowly open your eyes."
Miyako's eyes trembled as she opened them.
"Look, do you see it? The mirror reflects your figure. Very beautiful."
There was no need to emphasize the allure of Shoka's naked body. Because of the recent nourishment I had given her, the stiff young
girl's body had begun to bloom beautifully. From a woman's perspective, it was the same; Miyako
had no doubts about the naked body, sighing contentedly.
"Look carefully. Don't look away. That's your body. The mirror reflects your real body. You…"
"In the dream, the mirror reflects your image, and you will feel everything that happens on that body."
Accepting the mirror's suggestion, Miyako raised her arms, striking the exact same pose as Yoshika.
I walked to Yoshika's side.
"Look, a man's image appears in the mirror. Seeing that image will make your body hot, and
the pleasure you just felt will rekindle."
Hearing me say this while stroking Yoshika's shoulder, Miyako's shoulder trembled.
My hand slid down to Yoshika's breasts, kneading them clearly and quickly. Miyako
reacted along with Yoshika, opening her mouth and exhaling a deep breath. I saw that her neck
had turned bright red as I held Yoshika's nipple. Yoshika's pupils only flickered slightly, her gaze fixed on the air.
I pressed down on Yoshika's shoulders, whispering in her ear in a voice Miyako couldn't hear.
"...Listen carefully, now you and I are in a hotel. I want to watch you masturbate. Not the usual way, but in a different
way. There's a large mirror in front of you." "Masturbating while looking at your own body
as it appears in the image gives you unparalleled pleasure. Show me now. Slowly play with your own
body."
Xiangxiang's gaze was fixed on Miyako's body.
Mother and daughter stared at each other.
Her cheeks flushed, and Xiangxiang slowly raised her arm.
Miyako's arm followed almost simultaneously.
"...Sway your body like that,"
she said to Miyako.
Xiangxiang covered her chin with both hands.
The hands of the beautiful mother and daughter slid neatly down from their necks to their breasts.
"...Ah..."
"..."
Xiangxiang, rubbing her breasts, lowered her head, while Miyako tilted her head back.
"No. Don't look away, keep looking. Don't look away,"
I said sternly to the two of them.
The gazes of the beautiful woman and the beautiful girl intertwined again.
It moved to between Xiangxiang's legs.
Her left hand slowly moved downwards.
Miyako's legs also opened in the same way.
"Open it wide, as if you're trying to see yourself clearly,"
she whispered to Xiangxiang.
Hearing the suggestion, Xiangxiang shifted her hips, boldly opening her snow-white thighs.
Miyako adopted the exact same posture.
Miyako had more pubic hair, but because her vulva wasn't used often, it had a beautiful pinkish tinge underneath
.
Xiangxiang first used her index and ring fingers to stroke her labia, moving them up and down. Then she closed her hands, extending her thumb
and little finger to expand the rubbing area, beginning to stroke around her vulva.
Because the slow, suggestive touch was working, Xiangxiang didn't insert her fingers inside, but instead began
stimulating her labia again.
Miyako stared intently, like a studious student, moving her fingers in exactly the same way.
Xiangxiang, more accustomed to pleasure, only felt comfortable, while Miyako's whole body turned red, showing
great excitement. Because Xiangxiang didn't make any sounds of unbearable pleasure, she also endured it, but
she would soon reach her limit.
Shoka's middle finger began to move.
From her perineum, it slowly caressed towards the center of her vulva.
"Oh!"
Watching Shoka's gentle caress, Miyako cried out impatiently, letting out a gasp
.
Shoka's middle finger, already glistening with overflowing nectar, finally touched her clitoris.
"…………!"
"Ah, oh, little sprout!"
Waves of pleasure surged through Shoka's body.
Miyako was also assaulted by waves of continuous pleasure.
"Look! Notice that finger playing with your most sensitive spot! Doing that makes you feel even
better. Don't be shy. The intense pleasure is coming."
Staring at Shoka's small clitoris, Miyako convulsed as she vigorously moved her own fingers.
Tears welled in her eyes.
Shoka had a hallucination, thinking that the lewdly burning Miyako was herself, and seeing herself
burning like that made her even more excited.
"Look, I'm about to climax. Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel the climax intensely."
"Ah, ah, ah…!" "
Ah, little sprout, oh dear, like that!"
Mother and daughter both let out sharp moans, gushing forth a torrent of fluid from their love-soaked clefts.
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on Wednesday, September 24, 2008 at 11:24 am. 　　Back to top 　　jack19780720 　　visitor 　　Published on: Wednesday, September 24, 2008 at 11:22 am Subject: Introduction Reply 　　First 　　, Miyako. 　　"Please close your eyes. Feel very relaxed. Look, what a blissful dream this is, do you want to keep having this 　　dream forever? If you think that way, then go deeper, deeper into the dream." ...Look, you've entered 　　the world of dreams deeply. You feel even more joyful. You don't know where you are now. You feel light and weightless 　　, unable to feel your body, but you feel good. Your body has no feeling. 　　The feeling of the body is lost." 　　I tried to insert my fingers into Miyako's wet and slippery vulva. Three fingers went in and were 　　slipped inside, but Miyako's vagina was very tight, lacking the looseness of a woman who has given birth 　　. 　　"Slowly try to open your eyes. There is a woman's body there. That's you. 　　What happened to that body will happen to you. You can feel the same pleasure that body received." 　　This is a continuation of the mirror's suggestion. But this time, I didn't let her move. Just feel.

Miyako opened her eyes, not adopting the casual posture of Xiangxiang lying on the sofa, but silently
gazing at me.
I picked up Xiangxiang, letting her hear my voice.
"Then, you can begin,"
I said, casting a burning gaze at Xiangxiang, reaching out my arm to bring her small mouth close,
our tongues intertwining tightly.
Miyako watched, making sounds .
Xiangxiang's hands loosened my tie, unbuttoned my shirt, and pulled off my belt. I used my fingers to trace along her buttocks, all the
way to her vulva. Miyako, who had been staring intently, seemed to sense it, her back trembling.
"Tell me how you feel right now."
"...Men's clothes, take them off, I like it. Excitement,"
Xiangxiang expressed her inner feelings, and combined with the "live" scene before me, I thought this should be very helpful for Miyako's training
.
"Ah...your shoulders, so strong, so nice...I really want to bite...ah, there,
that touch, it feels so good..."
I tore off the last bit of clothing, naked from the waist up, and pushed Xiangxiang down.
Miyako also seemed to be enduring some sensation, curling up her body.
I made Xiangxiang straddle me.
"...This, I've taken it off."
The moment Xiangxiang removed my last piece of underwear, my penis sprang into the air. Miyako's burning
gaze was fixed on it.
Xiangxiang brought her desire-filled cheek close to my penis.
"Hmm...can you put this in my mouth?" "
If you put it in, what do you want to do?"
"What? Just a kiss...oh." "
I want to give you oral sex, what about you? " "
I want to, I want to do it." "
When you suck a man's penis, is your vagina wet?" "
That's right, that's how it is,"
Xiangxiang's heart burned with anxiety, and Miyako was also guided into a more intense state of excitement by this suggestion.
"Okay, suck it,"
Xiangxiang immediately lowered her head and deeply sucked my penis.
Miyako's mouth also opened. Saliva dripped between her lips.
"So good... Right, use your tongue, move your tongue, lick the whole penis,"
Miyako's tongue also began to move in her mouth. I had been holding back for a long time, and seeing her like this
, I quickly felt that I was about to ejaculate.
"Okay, stop,"
if Xiangxiang was two seconds slower, I would have ejaculated. "
Put it in..., align your pussy with my penis, put it in completely..."
Xiangxiang straddled my legs, bringing her vulva closer while holding my penis.
Under Xiangxiang's open pussy, my penis stood straight.
"Let your penis penetrate me,"
Xiangxiang lowered her body.
Just as the tip touched her vulva, Miyako, who had been staring intently, suddenly slapped her own vagina with her hand.
"Ah, ah, ah, it's in, it's in..."
Xiangxiang let out a sweet moan.
"Amazing, oh my, my vagina is so full, so thick, so thick, ah, it's in, amazing,
oh my, so good, so good!"
Xiangxiang's body temperature was very high, feeling as if it was about to boil.
Her vagina was penetrated, and Xiangxiang maintained the position of her hands raised in the air. Her tender flesh tightly enveloped my throbbing
penis.
I slowly began to lift my waist, allowing my penis to enter even deeper, and Xiangxiang immediately began to let out sweet, pleasurable
moans.
Across from us, Miyako's face was filled with lust, her legs spread open, and along her fingers placed on her vulva,
drops of love juice began to splash onto the sofa.
"Little bean sprout, ah, ah, amazing!" "
How does it feel?"
"It feels so good, so good! Ah, amazing, it's in, it's in! I'm feeling so strange,
even more...!"
I quickened my thrusts. Xiangxiang swayed her hips in response, fully enjoying the pleasure.
I grabbed her breasts, pinched her nipples between my fingers, and began to rub them hard. Xiangxiang frowned, closed
her eyes tightly, and tears of joy streamed from the corners of her eyes.
"Ah, ouch!"
Xiangxiang's head tilted back, her long, loose hair falling into the air. I quickened my thrusts, sending Xiangxiang to
heaven again.
"Oh no, no, it's already... broken, I'm feeling so strange, no, ah, ho, oh!"
I ejaculated violently like a flood. Xiangxiang collapsed onto me like a limp rag doll, like a puppet with its strings cut,
leaning against me, her head drooping, only her hips occasionally twitching.
At the same time, Miyako let out a groan, her chin lifted, and she leaned back, passing out.
If it were an ordinary woman, repeated hints like this would probably make her pounce…
But this Miyako is still somewhat resistant to sex.
Until now, because I haven't done it with her, I don't understand what caused this resistance. It's
like holding a bomb.
Therefore, I can't directly force her to have sex. I must guide her to
choose to have sex with me according to her own will.
First, I let Miyako fall into a deep sleep, and during that time, I took a shower with Shoka. Shoka
helped me wash my entire body with a satisfied expression. So…
※
After tidying up my clothes, I opened the door to the living room and came in. Miyako, who was leaning against the sofa in a daze, suddenly
opened her eyes.
As if wondering if she had dozed off, she looked around questioningly.
She didn't notice that the beautiful living room had been tidied up. There were three coffee cups on the table.
Shoka, sitting opposite her, was dressed properly, just as usual.
—Miyako didn't even notice that she was naked.
It seems the subtle hint is still working perfectly.
"I'm truly sorry for being so rude."
"I need to use the restroom." Xiangxiang left her seat as if remembering something.
Miyako stared at me without moving.
I sipped my coffee, placing the cup on the table with a soft clinking sound.
Hearing the clink, Miyako flinched. Her skin immediately flushed a rosy red.
... "Okay, listen to this sound. The intense pleasure you feel now, like the distant echo
of a bell, is gradually reviving. Many times. Each time you'll feel it more intensely. And, when I
finish my coffee and put the empty cup on the table, you'll experience another peak of pleasure. You'll want to feel even better.
At that time, you're still in a dream, so it doesn't matter what you do. There won't be anything shameful, and
no one will know."
I imprinted this suggestion deeply on Miyako.
What would happen, I didn't know.
I repeated, sipping my coffee and placing the cup on the table.
"...Ah, yes, that's right,"
I said, remaining silent. Miyako suppressed her pounding body, trying to calm herself with her breathing, desperately feigning composure.
However, the naked, lewd rubbing of her thighs together and her muffled words revealed her inner thoughts.
I put down the cup again.
"...Oh dear, I was almost done drinking it all,"
Miyako said, swallowing hard. Her eyes were
fixed on my hands and lips, burning with intense heat.
I deliberately swirled the remaining bit of coffee, then dramatically lifted the cup past Miyako's
eyes and brought it to my lips.
"..."
The moment I put down the cup, Miyako's entire body flushed, turning a deep red as if she were about to boil.
"Ah...!"
Miyako's body stiffened, her hands covering her private parts, her body trembling and swaying.
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, no, nothing, nothing..."
Miyako said, still trying to think of a rational answer, huddled together.
Suddenly, she squatted down, her knees still shaking, her breasts and buttocks swaying wildly.
"Ah, excuse me, I'm doing..."
A slippery, warm flood flowed down Miyako's thighs.
It seemed there was progress; that secret place had been stimulated, and her will to endure was fading with a short, empty moan
.
"Are you alright?"
I approached her earnestly.
The moment I touched her arm, Miyako cried out.
"Oh! Don't touch me!" "
Is the situation bad? Let's sit down on the sofa anyway."
"Ah...stop, stop..."
I moved behind her, forcefully lifting her up under her armpits.
"Ah...!"
I helped Miyako onto the sofa, placing her legs on it so she lay sideways, and stimulated
her again with the stroking motion of my middle finger. Miyako must have felt like she was being electrocuted.
"So hot..."
I placed my hand on Miyako's forehead, then slid it down her neck. Miyako's mature, tormented
body arched in response.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The intense, subconscious sensation caused Miyako's face to spasm violently.
"...Are you alright? It seems like you're having a nightmare,"
I guided her.
"A dream..."
Miyako mumbled incoherently.
The recurring image in her mind dominated her.
In a dream, anything is possible.
Miyako gripped my arm tightly.
Her mind was in turmoil. I slowly guided her hand towards her breast. Before touching her nipple,
Miyako's subconscious resisted, and her hand stopped.
I didn't care and held her hand tightly, grasping her breast.
"Ah!"
— Miyako succumbed to pleasure.
Perhaps because she had crossed that line in her mind, Miyako suddenly became a wanton animal.
"Oh, good! Touch, harder, over there, over there too!"
I didn't disturb Miyako's fantasy and thrust my hand into her secret place.
"Oh, there, there!" "
Miyako cried out in ecstasy.
I slowly lay down, and Miyako curled up beside me.
But as I entered Miyako's alluring gaze, her snow-white arms reached out.
"Ah, I can't take it anymore! Do it! Hold me!"
Miyako, now a prisoner of lust, pressed her burning naked body against me. Miyako
straddled me, ripped off my tie, and tore open my shirt and blouse.
"Oh..."
Her moist pupils gazed down at my chest, and she bent down to kiss my breasts with her fingers and tongue. Was this
the worried married woman?
After a few hasty caresses, Miyako immediately shifted her attention to my pants, her eyes gleaming with desire
. Remembering that Xiangxiang had also become like this, I sighed, no matter parents or children, how similar the licentious bloodline is.
"………………"
Looking at my erect penis, Miyako licked her lips.
She spread her legs wide. Using her fingers to push open the slit, she aimed at the tip of the penis and deeply inserted it
into her tight body.
"Ah!"
Miyako, her hair loose, let out a sweet exclamation.
"Oh!"
I also let out a sound of pleasure.
Amazing!
No wonder this is where Shoka was born!
This feeling is melting!
My penis was enveloped, stroked, and sucked.
It felt like being played with by hundreds of tiny hands.
I had only ejaculated once, and now I felt incredibly excited, but my limbs felt a little numb.
Initially, Miyako, who was cautiously and slowly swaying because she wasn't used to the position, seemed to have grasped the key and
began to sway her hips vigorously.
"Just like that, ah!"
... That was my voice.
"Look, 'a beautiful dream,' a beautiful dream!"
I quickly called out the pre-set command for a hypnotic state.
Miyako stopped. Her lewd eyes began to calm down.
I'm saved.
I hurriedly gave Miyako a suggestion.
"...Don't move too vigorously, feel the friction between us slowly, that's how you get intense pleasure.
Okay, move slowly."
Even when she stopped moving, I could still feel the friction between my penis and her vagina.
How can I put it, this is a masterpiece.
I snapped my fingers to wake her up.
Miyako immediately began to move.
Like the suggestion, I slowly moved her hips up and down.
"Ah, ouch..."
Beads of sweat appeared on Miyako's forehead, she clenched her teeth, and intermittent panting sounds rang out.
"Then, your movements will become slower. Doing this will make you feel more comfortable." "...Okay, if
you thrust ten more times, you'll have an orgasm. Keep moving slowly and continuously, and on the tenth time, you'll have an intense
orgasm,"
I said, my voice accommodating Miyako's hip movements.
As if giving a command, Miyako's hips slowed with each count, but her body was burning hot,
being tormented by pleasure.
Miyako couldn't hold back any longer and collapsed onto me. From where our bodies overlapped, I seemed to have become
a part of Miyako. Her large breasts pressed against my chest, distorting my shape, and my mind went blank
. I was startled when Miyako's tongue plunged into my mouth.
"...Probably the tenth time," Miyako cried out.
My penis felt intensely being licked from all directions. I must have ejaculated inside Miyako,
but I don't understand why I seemed to have made a sound. After regaining my senses, I moved Miyako away and slipped out.
The door to the living room made a sound.
I turned the handle, and as if blown by the wind, the door opened.
Xiangxiang walked in.
She was naked, and behind her, clothes she had taken off and discarded were piled up in the hallway, as if she
couldn't hold back her desire while undressing.
"Also... please... give it to me!"
One time of pleasure is far from enough for a woman. Even
though I'm quite confident in my stamina, I'm somewhat unsure about this continuous onslaught.
But Xiangxiang approached like a starving she-wolf. Hinting at her should be able to control her, but
I wasn't sure if I could suppress this lust.
I gave Xiangxiang a hint.
"Who is this woman? Do you know?"
"...Mom...?"
Finally, when Xiangxiang saw her mother, a rational look returned to her face.
"That's right. It's your mother. Your body is getting very hot. Um, if you touch your mother's body, you'll
feel wonderful sensations, and nothing unpleasant will happen. Now you really want to touch your mother, want to
be affectionate with your mother, and make her happy. If you do that, your mother will be happy too." Then gradually, I started
to want to do erotic things to my mother.
"Ah..."
Xiangxiang stared at her mother with lustful eyes.
But her body still wouldn't move despite my prompting.
"You want your mother so much. You love your mother very much. That's right, she's a mother you love very much, Xiangxiang
is a good child. You miss your mother, a kind child. Count to five from now on. When you reach five, you'll start to
really want to do erotic things to your mother.
One, two, while counting, your mood will become impatient, unbearable. Three, you want to do it. You really want to
do it. Four, here, you want to do it. You want to do it. ...Five! Go!"
————Xiangxiang pounced on Miyako.
"Ah!"
Miyako woke up.
But her eyes were unfocused.
"Miyako, your mind is gradually clearing. If I snap my fingers three times, your mind will become clear. But
, no matter what you can accept, your body will retain the memory of the pleasure you feel now." "Okay."
After hearing Miyako's voice grow slightly louder, I snapped my fingers.
"…………!"
Miyako's face flushed instantly.
"Ah, Shoka! Teacher! What, what is this!"
Miyako spread her legs wide, and Shoka squatted in the middle, making cat-like sounds as she licked
my semen flowing from Miyako's body and the honey overflowing from her.
"Doing something very good!" "
It's alright, madam,"
I said in a low voice, pressing on Miyako's temples.
"Your skin is very sensitive, and you can't control your will."
"...Oh, what, ah! Stop! Shoka! What's wrong! Please stop!"
"Stop what? Try to say it."
Miyako turned to me, looking at me with confused eyes. She couldn't understand what was happening.
"Stop! My…………" "
Where? Saying it will make things more pleasant. Please say it."
"………………Little hole, lick, stop!" Miyako 　　was torn
between a mixture of shame and disgust about her situation and an overwhelming pleasure . 　　"Stop! ...Ah, oh, please stop, that place, ah, there, stop, no, 　　little sprout, no, Shoka, stop, stop, ah, oh dear, no, no, ah, there, even more, lick, lick, no, 　　oh dear, no, no, even more..." " 　　Keep a good mood. It's not a big deal. You love Shoka, and you must 　　accept what Shoka does, no matter what. If you accept it, you will be happy. Being touched by your beloved daughter makes you happy, very..."

"I'm in a very good mood. I feel love, I feel your love growing stronger, and I can experience even stronger pleasure."
While emphasizing pleasure and inducing her, Miyako's ego
crumbled like sand in a sandstorm at high tide.
"So, to your beloved daughter, say what you want, and you'll get immense
pleasure from saying it. Shoka, do everything your mother says."
My words made Shoka's hands and tongue stop, staring intently at the corners of Miyako's mouth.
Miyako suddenly spoke excitedly. Shoka looked, but no sound came out of her mouth, her lips opening and closing.
"Say what you want to do. Here, Shoka is waiting. If you say what you want to do, Shoka will feel
very happy. Want to make your lovely daughter happy? If you love your daughter, then say it. If you say it, your love will
be fulfilled. A huge sense of satisfaction will fill your heart. If I tap your shoulder on a count of three, you will be able to
tell Shoka what you want to do
." Tap her shoulder.
"...Shoka, Shoka!"
Tears streamed down her face, and Miyako finally collapsed. "
Lick! Mommy's little hole, stroke it hard! Play with it hard! Even harder, against your shameless
mother!"
"Mommy! I'm so happy!! Love…!"
Mother and daughter embraced tightly, their lips pressed together.
Shoka's fingers slipped into Miyako's vagina.
Miyako's fingers, hesitantly, explored Shoka's genitals, carefully
inserting as if afraid of breaking something.
There were no positions or techniques. The two simply swayed their bodies tightly. The delicate skin of the girl and the beauty pressed
together, subtly rubbing against each other. But Shoka and Miyako seemed to experience a pleasure no less intense than any other caress.
Watching the mother and daughter make love, my penis also revived.
I moved to their intertwined legs, gazing at the two tightly pressed, erotic slits. Each time Miyako's soft
hand withdrew and inserted, slippery droplets of fluid flowed from Shoka's vulva, dripping down her pubic hair onto Shoka's delicate
hand, then being drawn back into Miyako's vulva by Shoka's hand, overflowing again,
glistening as they flowed down to Miyako's buttocks.
"...Look into each other's eyes without moving. Do that, and you can no longer look away. Good,
you've become one, you can feel what the other feels, and the other can feel what you feel.
Look into each other's eyes without moving,"
I gave the hint, and then entered Shoka first.
Shoka's body felt like a crucible, as if it had become ablaze, filled with love fluid. My penis
entered without much resistance, tightly surrounded by the folds inside.
"Ah, so good!"
Shoka cried out, overwhelmed by intense pleasure.
Miyako, who had been watching intently, also changed her expression.
After a few thrusts, I pulled out and then inserted myself into Miyako's body.
This was a furnace, melting my penis; a suction force drew me deep inside.
Unlike the elastic touch of Shoka, it tightened little by little, like a bottomless pit drawing me in.
"Oh!"
Miyako's panting, seductive gaze appeared in Shoka's moist eyes.
I thrust, then returned from Miyako's body to Shoka's.
I put it into Miyako.
Penetrating Shoka.
Miyako.
Shoka.
The two looked at each other, each feeling equally excited as I entered, their dual moans
filling the living room.
Shoka:
"Oh, ah, so good, so good!"
Miyako:
"Ah, ah, ah, so wonderful!"
Mother and daughter shared the surge of pleasure.
And me:
"Ah, I'm coming!" "
Give it to me! Give it to me! Full, full!" "Oh, it's so hot, scalding hot!"
"...!"
I don't know where I ejaculated, I don't understand myself, how could I have left such an astonishing amount of semen
inside the woman?
Both of them simultaneously let out a long, drawn-out moan, their faces showing an unprecedented mix of excitement and dazed expression
.
In the staff room after class, I leisurely gazed at the winter sunlight outside the window.
"Excuse me!"
A gentle voice rang out in the air.
Footsteps approached, and the fresh scent of a young girl entered my nostrils.
"I brought the diary!"
"Ah."
Straight, long black hair brushed against my nose as she turned around.
It was Xiangxiang.
"Um, why are your eyes so red?"
Xiangxiang asked. "
...I stayed up a little late yesterday. Well, tomorrow's a day off anyway. I can sleep in as much as I want.
" "
Well, Mom had some ridiculous dream too, and couldn't sleep last night." "Is that so
?" "Then, I'll make sure she has sweet dreams tonight."
"Goodbye."
As I saw Shoka off, skipping away, I overheard my colleague whispering to someone in the next seat.
"Oh, that Hazumi guy lately, he's gotten pretty."
"Just getting older , 　　I guess. "
"He probably has a boyfriend." "Maybe. 　　" "If it were me, I wouldn't just leave him alone." 　　"That's a crime, teacher." 　　"What kind of man is he? He's such an enviable guy." 　　That person was me. 　　After making sure no one was around, I made a phone call. 　　"...Hello, is this Mr. Hazumi's residence? I'm Hasebe, Shoka's teacher. 　　" "...Because it's important, it sounds nice. 　　" "...Okay? From now on... 'Sweet dreams.'"

On the other end of the phone, Miyako seemed to be in a hypnotic state.
A hollow voice came back.
"…………Yes…"
"Good, you can have a beautiful dream. Now you are deeply immersed in the dream world. You are very relaxed." "
Yes…I am relaxed…"
"Tonight, I will go there."
"…Yes, waiting."
"You're back."
That night, Miyako, wearing a cooking outfit over her kimono, greeted me at the door of Yu's house.
She still looked simple, but beneath her seemingly calm exterior, her lips shone with a red luster, her beauty
blooming brilliantly. I really wanted to push her down immediately, I wanted to pounce on this beautiful
woman who exuded beauty and fragrance.
"Shall we eat first, or take a bath first?"
"Are you ready? Please let me taste your cooking first."
"Yes."
Miyako smiled happily. This was her true personality. I wasn't her real husband, but
even so, I still wanted to protect this radiant smile that had leaped into my heart.
I hugged Miyako tightly from behind.
"Ah...no..."
Miyako weakly resisted.
I forcefully kissed her lips.
Miyako excitedly stuck out her tongue.
Parting our lips, Miyako gasped for breath as she squatted down. The hem of her kimono was torn,
revealing her snow-white calves.
Miyako noticed me staring at her and deliberately and slowly adjusted the hem of her kimono.
The movement of her fingers, the trembling of her shoulders—clearly showed her anticipation of being violated here.
I ignored her and walked away. No need to rush here; the fun will continue all night. No need to be greedy now.
Miyako stood up, looking very shy, but her eyes were filled with a mournful expression.
Shoka also came down, and the three of us sat together and began to eat dinner happily.
Miyako carefully poured beer into my glass.
Shoka cutely stuck out her tongue and licked the rice grains stuck to her face.
After dinner, we took a bath.
I felt very relaxed in the bathtub, but my penis was standing erect.
It should be coming soon.
"...We're coming in,"
Xiangxiang and Miyako entered together.
The two of them washed my body together.
Xiangxiang's hands lathered my body with soap, rubbing it back and forth.
Miyako knelt, applying soap to her full breasts, making soft sounds as she
rubbed the soap evenly on her chest, creating lather, then hugged my back tightly, her breasts acting as a sponge, thoroughly
washing my back.
Her nipples stood erect and hard, like pencil marks on paper, filled with desire,
her breath coming in gasps.
During the meal, I hypnotized them both again, making them recall all the experiences of that shared feeling.
What Miyako felt, Xiangxiang could also feel; Xiangxiang remembered pleasure, which also became Miyako's feeling. Miyako made
sounds of unbearable discomfort, and Xiangxiang's eyes glazed over as she twisted her body.
Soon, Xiangxiang finished washing my feet and reached out her small hand towards the penis she had previously avoided.
She grasped it with her slippery left hand. One hand gripped my penis, stroking it up and down, while the other hand carefully
and meticulously washed my scrotum.
Behind me, Miyako, like Shoka, inserted her left hand from my tailbone to my buttocks, her fingers
stroking up and down my cleft. She nibbled at my earlobe while her right hand pinched my nipple.
"Mmm...so good..."
If I let the two of them serve me, I'd be on the verge of climaxing.
I pulled Shoka into my arms
, straddling her waist, and thrust my penis into her already overflowing, wet opening.
"Ouch!"
Shoka cried out sweetly 　　, clinging tightly to my shoulders.
"Mmm!" Miyako trembled behind me. 　　Immediately, Shoka began to sway her hips, pushing me away, ignoring me, and pulling me into Miyako's arms 　　. 　　Miyako, likewise, opened her arms and embraced both of us. 　　Between the two bodies, I felt Shoka's movements, experiencing unparalleled satisfaction. 　　This is paradise. 　　Across my shoulder, Shoka and Miyako's eyes met. 　　Shoka, without any prompting, reached climax in the blink of an eye. 　　Shoka's climax also caused Miyako to reach climax as well. 　　Afterwards, the mother and daughter began to kiss me eagerly, letting me taste their tongues, 　　white fluid rising in the bathtub, making me feel like a god. 　　After soaking in the spacious bathtub for a while, the mother and daughter got up and left the bathroom. 　　I didn't give any special instructions. Their actions were up to them. This was part of the fun. 　　I emerged from the bath, my mind filled with desire. 　　Miyako, wearing a white yukata, waited for me outside the bathroom and dried me off. 　　She led me to the bedroom. 　　"………………Ah," 　　I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. 　　A red candle was lit, its flickering light filling the room with fantasy. 　　On the double bed lay Shoka's figure. 　　But, was this Miyako's doing? 　　The candle flame reflected in the black enamel. 　　Xiangxiang was wearing a collarless, long-sleeved, tight-fitting bondage outfit, like the kind seen in SM magazines. 　　Her breasts bulged out from two holes specially cut into the garment. 　　The top was cut at the waist, with several straps connecting to her thigh-high leather boots. 　　A gag was stuffed into her mouth, causing her to emit pathetic, muffled moans. 　　Her hands were chained to her ankles, forced into a shrimp-like contorted position. 　　Tears welled in her distressed eyes. 　　'………………'

Seeing me standing there speechless and stunned, Miyako opened her yukata.
It was a stark contrast to the dull-colored lingerie of the past few days; underneath was a blood-red queen's outfit, complete with fishnet
stockings.
What any man would see would absolutely be captivated.
She wasn't wearing underwear.
Deliberately wearing a size too small, the flesh peeking out from the edges of her clothes seemed to overflow with a passionate intensity;
my eyes saw nothing but her voluptuous body.
"...How beautiful,"
Miyako murmured as she approached the bed, seductively caressing Shoka's breasts and thighs
.
It must be that suggestion working in a strange way.
Having experienced rape, Miyako remembered the horrific act of having her body taken from her with crystal clarity.
Yet, at the same time, it also aroused her desire for restraint. That desire was 　　absolutely unacceptable
to Miyako, who had decided to protect the fetus and toiled to raise Shoka amidst the scorn of those around her . 　　Had my suggestion awakened another side of her subconscious? 　　If I bound my 'clone' Xiangxiang, but left my own body unrestrained, then I would purely experience the feeling of constraint 　　. 　　— I considered such things after the storm of lust had passed. 　　At that time, I looked back and saw Miyako raising her beautiful, full buttocks, and Xiangxiang, who was like someone who had lost control of their 　　bladder, her vulva slick with honey-like fluid, unable to move. I pounced on her frantically. 　　I don't remember much after that. 　　Many, many times I violated and was violated. While our bodies were intertwined, I whipped the bound Xiangxiang. Miyako 　　bound, Xiangxiang whipped, Miyako whipped, Xiangxiang bound, Miyako, Xiangxiang, licking, touching, I didn't know which 　　was real and which was fantasy. The three of us had become unconscious, our consciousness fading away. 　　※ 　　I think I fell asleep. 　　Staring blankly at the bright ceiling of the room, I gradually remembered who I was and where I was. 　　I touched the sheets. The stench of semen and vaginal fluid mixed together. The sweet fragrance of a female body. I felt like vomiting. 　　(!) 　　I was the only one lying in bed. 　　The thought sent a chill down my spine. 　　Hadn't Miyako's hypnosis been lifted after I fell into a deep sleep? Only Miyako, or perhaps even Xiangxiang! 　　If that's the case, it's all over. I'm doomed. 　　"...Excuse me," 　　Xiangxiang's voice came from outside. 　　The curtains were flung open, the blinding light burning my eyes. 　　I raised my hand to shield my eyes from the sunlight, peering around with half-open eyes. A young girl stood by the window. 　　Long, black hair cascading down her chest, leaning against a chair. 　　My white shirt was draped over her shoulders. 　　The thin, almost transparent fabric accentuated her beautiful figure. 　　"Oh. What a beautiful day," 　　Xiangxiang said with a bright smile, approaching and giving me a deep good morning kiss. 　　In the kitchen, Miyako, naked except for an apron, was making breakfast. Her cheeks flushed red when she noticed me, and she 　　shyly looked away. The whip marks on her buttocks still bore vivid stripes. 　　The mother and daughter were completely brainwashed. 　　After breakfast, the three of them pressed their bodies together again. 　　This time I had a lot of energy. 　　The two of them entered a hypnotic state together, first putting on shackles, and then trying out various tricks. 　　When the master, Miyako, was treated as Xiangxiang's slave, Xiangxiang transformed into a stern 　　queen who didn't match her pitiful appearance. 　　Miyako's memories were taken back to her elementary school days, to the bathroom. Watching Miyako squat down to urinate. 　　Making Xiangxiang feel like she was masturbating in front of all her classmates at school. Xiangxiang screamed and became excited, her eyes 　　rolling back until she fainted. 　　At the same time, Miyako was made to try being a female teacher. I became invisible, violating " 　　Teacher Miyako" from behind during the lesson. Miyako screamed as she stood on the podium (actually a sofa), tightly hugging me and waving 　　her buttocks, "Look, everyone, look how lewd the teacher is!" 　　Xiangxiang became the student, and Miyako became the tutor. While studying in Xiangxiang's room, Miyako felt 　　desire and pushed Xiangxiang down. Miyako bound the annoying Shoka and relentlessly stimulated Shoka's clitoris 　　until Shoka's vulva was sticky and wet. 　　Shoka fluttered around the room like a butterfly, sucking on Miyako's wide-open 'flower,' seemingly licking 　　the nectar with a delicious look. 　　... 　　By the afternoon, I had the mother and daughter tidy up the house until there were no traces of intercourse anywhere. 　　"My husband will be back next Wednesday. 　　" "Yes..." " 　　You will wake up from this dream, and as before, your husband will be the one you love most in the world. However, you 　　will no longer be afraid of sex. Not only that, but you will also want to have sex with your husband a lot. 　　You will feel good if you are hugged by a man you like. If you look at his face, you will want to be hugged by him forever." 　　The underwear and restraint materials can be used in the same way. I told her in advance what to say at that time 　　. 　　"...Yesterday, everything from receiving my call until now has been a dream. It's good. Because it was a good dream, 　　I remember it very clearly, but no matter how clear it is, I can't recall it." If you wake up from the dream, you'll become 　　a wife waiting for your husband to return, just like always. 　　If you sometimes want a change, then tell Xiangxiang you had a ridiculous dream. Then I'll let you 　　enter a pleasant dream world like today's. Do you understand? When your husband isn't around, if you 　　really want to make love, tell Xiangxiang you had a ridiculous dream. 　　"Yes..." 　　Because "this is also a promise made in the dream; you'll completely forget it after you wake up. If you want to make love, tell 　　Xiangxiang that. So, if you understand, try saying it out loud." 　　"...I, if I want to make love, I'll tell Xiangxiang I had a ridiculous dream." 　　"Okay. You must do that." 　　(Let Miyako lie down on the sofa.)

"When the clock strikes five, you will wake up. From last night until today, you did
what you always do on Saturdays and Sundays. You only had a slightly unbelievable dream last night. Other than that, nothing happened
. Okay."
Once again, I recited the keywords to put Miyako into a deep sleep.
I moved the sleeping Miyako to another spot and led Shoka away from the Yu family home. I
changed Shoka's memory to that she had played with friends and sent her home.
"How was last night?"
I asked while stroking Shoka's hair.
We were in bed. Of course, we were both naked.
Shoka's father, Miyako's husband, Yu Kiyotaka, returned from overseas three days later.
"Hmph, Mom, you were amazing yesterday too..."
Shoka peeked into the couple's bedroom.
Miyako's lewd cries echoed throughout the room.
"...What's wrong with you? You're acting like a complete stranger."
"Oh...do you hate me like this?" "
Oh...that's how it is...no, but seriously, what's wrong?" "…
Um…you…um…if you're going to talk about something like this, please don't look down on me
…"
Miyako nervously took out the vibrator.
"Ah, this…!" "
…I'm sorry…" "
No need to apologize…you have something like this too, how…"
"…Shoka's room…I found…that awful comic book. On the flipped-open part, there was something that
said…I threw it away immediately…but…if I'm alone in there, it's lonely, lonely
…if that's the case, I always feel…oh, oh, I'm sorry, I did something awful
…!"
Hearing this, I smiled knowingly.
Miyako seemed to be performing exactly as I had told her.
"Alright…" "
Don't say stupid things. Think about what I did. How can you look down on me? I'm so
happy you've become like that. Really."
Then the couple started their battle again. Outside the door, Shoka, along with Miyako, became excited, feeling quite distressed
.
"You feel something too? You're so lewd."
"Hmph... I'm lewd... oh."
"How lewd. You have to take down that kind of Shoka."
"Ah... take down, do it..."
While playing with Shoka's body, which was wet with anticipation, I was almost certain that my plan had succeeded
.
My goal wasn't just to use the mother and daughter of Yuzumi as my playthings.
That was just part of the plan.
My plan, which I had carefully considered for a long time, was about to be put into action. A
dazzling light shone across the staff room window.
Things in spring always seem to end abruptly, as if exhausted.
Shoka is now a high school student. In our girls' high school.
My slave hasn't changed.
We meet once a week. Even without sex, just hypnotizing her is enough to satisfy her. Giving
hints over the phone and having her stay overnight at my house is nothing new.
"Hasebe-sensei,"
this time I was talking to my colleague across the room. "
Yuzumi, a former student of yours."
"...That guy, what's up?" "
She seems to have become a problem student in the high school."
"Huh?" "
She studies well in class and participates in club activities, but she doesn't seem to be able to adapt."
"That shouldn't be the case."
"People change when their environment changes."
"Maybe there's something wrong with her family."
"I've heard a little about that. It's complicated."
Shoka will become an older sister at the end of the year. Therefore, Shoka has become even more emotionally unstable. This is to be expected. After learning that her biological father is not Mr. Kiyotaka, she intuitively felt that her 　　existence in this family was awkward
after Miyako became pregnant . 　　...Of course, that child is definitely Mr. Kiyotaka's child. 　　Shoka has started to hate going home lately. 　　Because she feels calm and intense pleasure when she is with me, she is becoming more and more dependent on me. She is completely 　　under my control and will say anything even without hypnosis. 　　Finally, the final stage has arrived. 　　I took a deep breath, calmed my trembling fingers, and dialed the phone. 　　"...Ah, hello. Nice to meet you, it's me, Hasebe from the middle school." " Formerly Yuzumi Shoka's teacher 　　. 　　...Yes, about her...I know a little about her..." 　　Miyako is an incredibly charming woman. 　　But she's someone else's wife. Not mine. So what if I cause the Yuzumi family to collapse? Make her divorce Mr. Kiyotaka 　　and marry me? Give birth to the child in her womb? I absolutely won't do such troublesome things. 　　Therefore, I only hinted to Miyako that everything that happened was just a dream. I am the nightmare demon appearing in Miyako's dream. 　　To prevent Miyako from feeling embarrassed towards Mr. Kiyotaka, whom she deeply loves. 　　As for Shoka, she's a lovely child. 　　Marrying her wouldn't be so bad. But buds have their advantages, however, if it's about marriage, it's better to marry a mature woman who has blossomed 　　. 　　Now, on the other end of the phone, that woman. 　　The successful brainwashing of the Yuzumi mother and daughter was just an experiment to conquer her. 　　The beautifully brainwashed Shoka is the bait. It's 　　bait to lure big fish into the waters of high school, where she's lively and jumping around. 　　Now, the prey has taken the bait. 　　A cold voice came through the receiver, yet hearing that coldness only fueled a burning desire within me 　　. A dignified and beautiful figure, like an ice goddess, clearly appeared before me—snow-white skin 　　, crystal-clear eyes—I longed for those eyes to gaze upon me. 　　She was a music teacher in the senior high school.

Clichés like "tall and slender" and "voluptuous" simply can't fully describe her. Her divine beauty,
always shrouded in sunglasses, makes her unapproachable.
Unmarried and without a boyfriend, such beauty intimidates men—
I understand the feelings of the male teachers in the higher education department.
But even a woman like that has desires. And I possess the weapon to unlock her mind:
hypnosis.
First, I implanted an interest in music in Xiangxiang.
Then, I had her join the music club, where the beautiful teacher in the higher education department was an advisor. I
created problems there to attract her attention.
This was the trap I set to get close to her.
"...Yesterday, I got scolded by the teacher again,"
Xiangxiang reported.
No matter how I spoke face-to-face, she certainly wouldn't notice that Xiangxiang was hypnotized. If she were a psychiatrist,
that would be one thing; but a teacher? No need to worry. "
She gives me guidance every day after class,"
I controlled my excitement, planning. I
would use hypnosis on her, like Xiangxiang and Miyako, to thoroughly brainwash her.
That way, she will live her life for me, live happily ever after, become mine, my wife.
She will love me the most in the world.
A hypnotic technique I can never unravel.
This is how hypnosis is used.
Shoka, Miyako, I sometimes play with you too. I'll even ask you to help train my wife
.
I stopped at the entrance of the girls' high school, which stood tall on the hillside.
"It's Hasebe from the middle school. Is Ms. Hyokami here?"
Entering the girls' high school requires an invitation. While waiting, a rosy future of enjoying time with beautiful women
flashed into my mind.

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