Rape Garden

Sonoko Nozawa wanted to visit an art exhibition at a department store. As she left her house, someone greeted her. Looking up, she saw a middle-aged man waving at her from a car parked by the roadside. He was about thirty-five years old, similar to her husband, overweight, and had a square face. "Are you Mrs. Nozawa?" "Yes…and who are you…?" Sonoko looked puzzled, as she had never seen anyone like him before."I'm Okamoto, the physical education teacher at Aoki Girls' High School," the man greeted her with a smile. "My husband often receives your help, thank you..." Sonoko could only say this; she didn't know her husband's colleagues at the school, and hearing he was from there, she could only offer this polite greeting. "Madam, Mr. Nozawa has fallen ill, please get in the car quickly," Okamoto said anxiously, explaining the reason for their visit. His robust physique and tone of voice certainly gave him the air of a physical education teacher. "My husband..." Sonoko's face changed. "It's nothing serious, don't worry, get in the car quickly!" Okamoto opened the passenger side door, and Sonoko hurriedly got in. "What happened to him?" A worried expression appeared on her beautiful face. "He suddenly collapsed while we were talking in my room, and he's in my room now." "How could that be? He doesn't usually have a cold..." "I'll take you there right now," Kumaki immediately started the car. "Is he overworked? He seems really busy lately." "Speaking of which, he's been coming home late every night lately." Sonoko looked uneasy. "But don't worry, he'll be fine after a good rest," Okamoto reassured Sonoko. ************ "My apartment is right here." Okamoto's car stopped in front of the luxurious fifth-floor apartment. Going up to the second floor, he pushed open the second door from the inside. ************ "Mrs. Nozawa, please!" There seemed to be a living room and a bedroom on either side of the kitchen. Sonoko hurriedly went in, anxiously saying, "Where is my husband…?" "That bedroom over there." Sonoko quickly pushed open the door. The room, about three tsubo (approximately 33 square meters), had a large double bed, but no one was on the pink sheets. Sonoko looked at Okamoto with a puzzled expression and asked, "Where is my husband?" "Madam, we're finally alone together." "What? What does that mean?" Okamoto's words surprised Sonoko. "It's nothing! I meant I can be alone with you now." Okamoto continued with a smug smile, "I'm a poor man who secretly loves you, and today I finally achieved my goal, I'm so excited." "Don't joke like that! I'm leaving." Sonoko glared at Okamoto, trying to rush out of the bedroom. "Madam, how can you do this? It's so rare for us to be together." Okamoto blocked the doorway. "Let me out." Sonoko thought she used a lot of strength, but she was easily pushed back. She shouted angrily, "I'm going to tell the school." "Unfortunately, I'm an orthopedic surgeon, I have nothing to do with the school." Okamoto smiled smugly. Sonoko regretted following him just because she heard about Aoki Girls' High School. "Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?" "I already told you! I'm Okamoto, an orthopedic surgeon." "Why did you lure me here?" Sonoko couldn't figure out Okamoto's intentions. "Kidnapping..." That was her first thought, because she knew her husband was very wealthy... Sonoko tentatively said, "If it's just a little money, I have more." "I don't need money, don't misunderstand." "Then... why..." "I told you, I have a crush on you, and I want to go on a date with you." Okamoto put on a serious expression completely inappropriate for the occasion. "No... I can't do this." "Why not? It's just a date..." "Why would I go on a date with a stranger? Don't talk nonsense." Sonoko emphasized, and tried to run away from Okamoto, but was immediately grabbed by a strong force. "I'm so anxious thinking about you, don't be so cold!" Okamoto's mouth came close. "No!" Sonoko felt nervous and spat on Okamoto's face. "What are you doing! I'm being so humble to you, and you're acting all high and mighty, are you looking for death?" Sonoko was immediately slapped. "Ah... I'm sorry..." Sonoko hurriedly apologized. Okamoto's threatening voice was terrifying, making her tremble all over. "I'm a fourth-degree black belt in judo! Setting bones is my job; conversely, I can easily break it too." Okamoto grabbed Sonoko's slender hand and twisted it behind her back. "Ouch... No!" Sonoko screamed in fear, feeling pain all over her body, thinking her arm was about to break. "If you don't want all your bones to split, go on a date with me!" His tone wasn't harsh, but his eyes flashed with madness. "Yes... I know... Don't be so rough..." Sonoko nodded involuntarily, terrified that her bones would break. "Okay! First, take off your clothes." Okamoto released her twisted hand. "Why?" "Why else? It's only natural to want to know all sorts of things about the person you're dating." "But..." Sonoko couldn't say anything. "We're not middle schoolers or high schoolers, a date to go to teahouses or amusement parks is no fun, is it!" Okamoto grinned lewdly, then added a threatening remark: "Which do you choose, a broken bone or taking off your clothes? You decide." He then grabbed Sonoko's left hand, twisting it to the right while pressing down on her elbow. "Ouch!" Sonoko cried out in pain, feeling as if her elbow was about to break. She could only plead, "Don't do this, I'll take them off..." Sonoko felt she had no choice but to submit, saying sadly, "This... is too much..." Okamoto looked at Sonoko with a resentful expression. "Excellent, even your crying expression is beautiful, I like you even more." "Ah... but... why do I have to take off my clothes?" Sonoko was still hesitant. "Do you choose to take off your clothes or be beheaded?" Okamoto pressed harder on her. "Please, don't be so rough." Okamoto released her grip, and Sonoko quickly placed her hands on the buttons, slowly unbuttoning them. Once all the buttons were undone, she looked at Okamoto with a pleading expression. "Just unbuttoning doesn't mean taking off your clothes!" Hearing Okamoto's cold voice, Sonoko lowered her head and took off her top. "You still have to take off your skirt." "This...but..." "Don't drag things out once you've made a decision. I hate this indecisiveness." Okamoto roared. "Yes..." Sonoko subconsciously reached for the zipper on her skirt. "Ah..." Sonoko was on the verge of tears. Her burgundy pencil skirt fell to the ground, revealing the lace trim on her petticoat. As if trying to avoid Okamoto's gaze, she lowered her head, her face flushed, biting her lip tightly. "So beautiful..." Okamoto narrowed his eyes and licked his lips. Seeing the beautiful woman in the white silk petticoat standing in front of him, the one he had been secretly in love with for so long, his crotch swelled. He demanded again, "Isn't this enough? There's more to take off!" "Spare me, don't take any more off!" Sonoko weakly shook her head, her body trembling at the thought of herself wearing only a bra and panties. "You can't just take it off like that! I'll be sexually frustrated, and then I'll be even more violent! Is that what you want?" Okamoto glared fiercely at Sonoko. "But..." "Hurry up and take it off... first the pantyhose... bra, then the briefs..." Because the request was different from what Sonoko had expected, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had thought she would be asked to take off her petticoat. She had no choice but to follow Okamoto's instructions and take off the pantyhose first, then reach into her shirt to take off the bra. After taking off the bra, she still felt a sense of aversion to taking off the briefs. Sonoko pleaded tearfully, "That's enough, please..." "A bra and briefs are the same thing. How can you eat without eating vegetables? Is that what a woman does?" Hearing Okamoto say such inexplicable things and his shouting, Sonoko felt fear. "Yes..." Sonoko hurriedly reached into her petticoat and slowly took off her briefs. "Very good, you are very sexy." Okamoto nodded with satisfaction. He felt differently from Sonoko and didn't like seeing women wearing bras and briefs. It was like looking at a sculpture, devoid of any sensuality, more like looking at a woman in a bikini. But a shirt alone was a different story; it exuded a raw, unadulterated sensuality, the barely visible fabric stirring a man's desire to conquer. Beneath the openwork pattern, one could glimpse her beautiful breasts and dark pubic hair—truly stunning. "Seeing you so sexy, if I don't take action, I'll be cursed by the heavens." Okamoto quickly stripped off his own clothes. "No…" Sonoko turned her face away, caught off guard and unsure what to do. "Seems to be working." Okamoto chuckled inwardly. Making a woman naked and exposed was the most effective way to conquer her; most women would waver or become exhausted, reducing their resistance. "Madam, come here!" Okamoto sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned to Sonoko. "No! Don't!" Sonoko finally snapped out of her daze, staring at Okamoto with a resolute expression. "I'm leaving." "So you've chosen the path of breaking your bones." "So be it. I'll report it to the police then." Sonoko's voice was resolute. "It's your freedom to report it, but I won't be the only one facing trial." Okamoto sneered, continuing, "Your husband will also go to jail. Are you willing, ma'am?" "You... what nonsense are you talking about?" Sonoko felt there was something wrong with this man. "Originally, you wouldn't have said anything if you had just obediently listened to me, but now you have to." Okamoto's sneer remained. ******************** About half a year ago, he saw a woman on the street and was immediately captivated. He couldn't help but follow her, learning she was Nozawa's wife, named Sonoko. She was married, and even if he pursued her, he wouldn't succeed. If he raped her, he would ruin his career, so Okamoto could only brood. Unexpectedly, good fortune arrived. He didn't know who his apartment neighbor was, but a few days ago he saw a high school girl in a school uniform go in, and when she came out, she had a tearful expression. The high school girl...She walked with a pigeon-toed gait, her lower body weak. Okamoto knew this was because she had been raped by a man, and then another one… Okamoto began to investigate… He discovered that the man was Nozawa, Sonoko's husband, and that the apartment was a place for prostitutes. Okamoto immediately began to intimidate Nozawa. Although it was just a guess, when he said he would accuse him of raping a high school girl, Nozawa turned pale and tried to settle it with money, probably thinking that money was the real purpose. Okamoto said he wanted Sonoko as a condition for keeping the secret, and Nozawa immediately agreed, surprisingly readily. It turned out that Nozawa had long been tired of Sonoko and hadn't slept with her for a year. If he could exchange her for not accusing her, Nozawa would be happy. ********** ... "In that case, call the room next door and ask your husband to come over! I think he'll be here in less than ten seconds." Okamoto continued triumphantly, "And ask him to hold your legs down for me!" "Stop talking!" Sonoko said, covering her ears with her hands. She felt that Okamoto's words were not false. She thought of many things. In fact, Sonoko herself had been victimized nine years ago when she was a senior at Aoki Girls' High School, and was forced to marry him upon graduation. Nozawa was energetic and wanted sex almost every night, but it only lasted for three months, then it became weekly, monthly... and recently it had stopped for the past year. Even if an energetic man didn't ask for sex for a year, Sonoko would suspect that he was having an affair, so she believed Okamoto's words. "Too big, it seems you agree with me. That's how I got you from your husband, so I can do whatever I want with you." Okamoto looked at Sonoko with lustful eyes and beckoned to her again. "Ugh..." The intense impact left Sonoko's mind blank. At that moment, she thought that her shameless husband deserved to be imprisoned for rape, and she even considered handing him over to the police along with Okamoto, but she gave up because that would also leave a stain on her record. "Come sit here!" Okamoto pointed to the ground. With the sorrowful thought that "I guess I have no choice but to listen to this man," Sonoko resignedly walked over and knelt down. The feeling of resignation and desperation merged into one. "Hehe... Half a year of longing has finally come to fruition..." Okamoto's lustful blood began to boil. Seeing Sonoko kneeling there with her head down, Okamoto was so excited that he was about to explode. He wanted to immediately lift Sonoko's shirt and insert himself, but Okamoto restrained himself because he felt that he would ejaculate the moment he penetrated her. "Good things should be enjoyed slowly, let's relieve ourselves for now..." Okamoto saw Sonoko's cute little mouth and wanted to penetrate her. At this moment, his penis had reached its erection limit and was throbbing incessantly. "If I label you as the wife of a rapist, you'll find it unbearable to live." These words sounded like sympathy, but were actually a threat. "The only way to avoid that is to suck my penis." Okamoto smugly rubbed his penis for Sonoko to see. "Please… think of something else…" She had sucked her husband's penis more than once, but she still wanted to refuse men other than her husband. Knowing that to avoid Nozawa becoming a rapist, she had to suck Okamoto's penis, she couldn't help but feel unwilling. "I understand, you are a chaste woman, I won't ask anymore." Sonoko felt slightly relieved, thinking Okamoto would offer another solution. "The path you've chosen is remarkable, preferring to let your husband go to jail rather than perform oral sex." Okamoto feigned gratitude, picked up the cordless phone on the bedside table, and said rationally, "I respect your decision, then I'll just report it to the police." "This… wait a minute!" Sonoko couldn't help but shout, not expecting him to suddenly suggest calling the police. "No need to wait anymore. This is your decision." "Wait a minute... I'll do it... so the police..." Sonoko knew she had lost. "You said you'd do it, what do you mean?" Okamoto asked deliberately. "I mean that..." She couldn't get the next sentence out no matter what. "You can't explain it clearly, how do you know?" "It's that... oral sex..." Sonoko finally uttered the lewd words. "Oral sex? What's wrong?" "I agree to oral sex, so don't tell the police..." Sonoko blushed, lowered her head, and felt ashamed of saying such vulgar things, but in order not to become the wife of a criminal, this was the only way. "You said oral sex, but I still don't feel it realistically. Let me put it in normal terms, I'm willing to suck your penis, that way I can understand." "That kind of shameful talk..." Sonoko didn't know how to answer Okamoto's request. "If you can't even say something like that, you might as well be the wife of a rapist, I won't keep you." "This... no way!" Sonoko was a little confused. She really didn't know what to do. If she refused Okamoto's request, Nozawa would become a criminal, but her pride wouldn't allow her to say such things. "What exactly do you want?" Okamoto made a fierce expression. "This... please let me suck... your penis... ah... I'm so embarrassed..." Sonoko's face turned red to her ears as she finished speaking. She hated Okamoto for forcing her to say this, and she hated her husband even more. "Married women are all very lustful, you really dare to say that!" "That's right..." Hearing his words, Sonoko showed a resentful expression. "Since you want to suck it so badly, then don't be shy." Okamoto revealed a lewd smile and forced Sonoko to hold his erect penis. "Ah..." Sonoko sighed, expressing despair and resignation. "Hehehe... this day has finally come." Okamoto shouted happily in his heart. He had fallen in love at first sight on the street for half a year, and now the woman he secretly loved was going to put his penis in her mouth. Okamoto, basking in the afterglow of victory, was almost bursting with excitement at the sight of Sonoko kneeling before him, gripping his penis, but he calmly said, "Alright! Let's begin." "No... but this is unavoidable. I can't be a criminal's wife no matter what..." Sonoko told herself, slowly extending her tongue to lick the glans. "Mmm..." The intense pleasure made Okamoto tremble. Sonoko's tongue rubbed against the tip of the glans, then licked down along the folds of flesh on the back. "It feels so good, just like that," Okamoto hummed, his eyes narrowed. The taste of a married woman was different. Whether it was her husband Nozawa's training or not, Sonoko's tongue technique deserved three stars. The soft pleasure intoxicated Okamoto, especially since she was the woman he had secretly loved for so long, now kneeling before him in only a shirt dress, sucking his penis. If he wasn't satisfied, he'd be damned. "I need to finish quickly, so I can escape this damnation," Sonoko thought, frantically moving her tongue, but unexpectedly, this excited Okamoto even more. "Now you're going to swallow my penis." The penis entered Sonoko's mouth. "Ugh..." Sonoko frowned, covering the glans with her lips, her tongue wriggling on the penis—a technique Nozawa had taught her. "Great, I can't hold back anymore." Okamoto held Sonoko's head with both hands, thrusting his hips forward forcefully. "Oh..." The penis plunged deep into her throat, causing Sonoko to groan in pain. Okamoto held Sonoko's head firmly with both hands and began thrusting in and out of her mouth, making squelching sounds. "Ugh... Your mouth feels so wet." "Ugh... Ah..." Sonoko couldn't help but groan as her throat was compressed. Her pained expression made her even more sensual, intensifying Okamoto's excitement. Soon after, he shouted: "I'm going to cum!" The moment his thick penis throbbed in Sonoko's mouth, semen sprayed into her throat. "Ugh... Ugh..." Already struggling to breathe, the large amount of semen she received caused Sonoko to groan incessantly. "Mmm...it feels good..." Okamoto wiggled his penis, ejaculating intermittently, his pubic hair and lips rubbing together. "Mmm...it's so dirty..." The humiliation of having a stranger ejaculate into her mouth was far beyond her imagination. Sonoko wanted to spit it out immediately, but with his penis inserted to the base, it was impossible. Glug...glug... To ease her breathing, Sonoko had to swallow the semen and saliva in her mouth. "Ah...let me go back..." Sonoko pleaded with Okamoto with mournful eyes, half of her pink lipstick slipping off, spilling a mixture of saliva and semen from her mouth, giving her lips a lewd sheen. "You're so naive! Do you really think sucking my cock will absolve you of your husband's rape?" Okamoto scoffed. "I haven't even kissed you yet, and I haven't even touched your breasts!" "This... I've already done something I'm almost ashamed of..." "And I haven't even played with your genitals, and I haven't even licked there!" "You still want to humiliate me! This is too much!" "The most important thing we haven't done yet!" Okamoto laughed, pointing to Sonoko's inner thigh. "Ah..." Sonoko cried out in despair, thinking helplessly, "I've already given him oral sex, he ejaculated, and I swallowed his semen, do I have to be tortured again?" "Sit here." Okamoto pulled Sonoko up and sat her on the bed next to her. "Please, let me go back." "I will let you go back, don't worry about that. But that's only after we've finished what we haven't done yet." Okamoto wrapped his left arm around Sonoko's slender waist and pulled her close with his right, forcefully kissing her sexy red lips. "Mmm..." With her lips sealed and smelling the smoke and alcohol, Sonoko couldn't help but moan, her tongue also entering her mouth, sticky and...Saliva flowed in. A nauseating feeling made Sonoko tremble, but she had to swallow it to breathe. Okamoto, however, thought differently. He was thinking, "This tastes wonderful." Okamoto sucked Sonoko's tongue into his mouth, making soft, lewd sucking sounds. "Oh..." Sonoko's upper body trembled violently as Okamoto kissed and caressed her breasts. Sometime during the kiss, the straps of her shirt dress had come undone, and Okamoto's hands were directly touching her breasts. "Your breasts are even better than they appear. They feel wonderful." Okamoto seemed to enjoy the sensation, kneading them with varying pressure. Sonoko was slender, with large, firm breasts. "No...don't do this..." Okamoto used his weight to press Sonoko down onto the bed. "No!" Sonoko suddenly began to struggle violently, vowing in her heart, "I can't let him do as he pleases, I'm a married woman..." Unsure how much she could trust Okamoto's words, Sonoko reconsidered that even if he was a rapist offering her to him as a bargaining chip, she should still resist according to her own will. "Heh heh, I thought she had resigned herself to her fate." Okamoto, feeling a little troubled, gave a wry smile. Beating or threatening her with a weapon might make her obey, but he didn't want to rape a woman while she was terrified. Okamoto didn't consider himself an ordinary rapist. He wanted to make Sonoko completely his woman, so violence was absolutely out of the question. Okamoto immediately changed his tactics. He straddled Sonoko, using his weight to control her, and took a thin rope from the bedside table, tying her hands and feet to the four bedposts. The young woman struggled desperately, and it took considerable effort to complete the task. Beads of sweat appeared on Okamoto's forehead. "That's too much!... Why did you do this?" Sonoko's limbs were spread in an X shape, her eyes filled with hatred as she glared at Okamoto. "That's what I wanted to say. You've already given me oral sex and swallowed my semen. What's the point of resisting now?" Okamoto wiped the sweat from his forehead, a surprised expression on his face. "Now I'm going to continue." Okamoto pulled down his shirt dress, the straps of which had already come off, revealing his breasts. He seemed to smell a sweet fragrance, the unique scent of a mature woman. "This excites me even more..." Excited, Okamoto looked down at the immobile Sonoko, and involuntarily licked his lips. "Hmm, it feels wonderful." Okamoto rubbed his breasts, enjoying the sensation. They were like freshly made rice cakes, wet and sticky, as if they would suck on his palms. "No, no!" Sonoko desperately twisted her body, which was no longer free, and cried out incessantly. "Her breasts are indeed firm and nice, but her nipples are also very cute." Okamoto began to play with her nipples. "Ah... no... no..." Sonoko's sharp voice echoed in the bedroom. "You say no, but your nipples are hard." Okamoto smiled smugly, pleased to see the cute, erect nipples. Even at twenty-seven, a woman who had never given birth, she still possessed a freshness that rivaled that of a high school girl. "Oh...why is this happening?" Despite her complete resistance, her body reacted differently than her will, and Sonoko couldn't help but resent her own body. "You want me to lick you, so you're hard like this?" Okamoto looked at Sonoko, asking provocatively. "No...no..." "I know you're embarrassed, so you can't say it." After saying this, Okamoto took the nipple into his mouth. "Ah, no..." He teased the nipple with his tongue, then used his lips to cup it, sucking on it like a baby nursing. "Oh...no...no..." Sonoko cried out in distress. Okamoto's attack pattern changed; every five or six sucks, he would gently bite the nipple with his teeth. "Oh..." Sonoko's cries also seemed to change, a sweet sound mixed in with her rejection and resistance. "Ah... how could this be..." Sonoko's face showed confusion. Despite the humiliation, a current of pleasure surged through her body. "Are you comfortable now?" "No... just more uncomfortable." Sonoko desperately tried to feign discomfort. "Forcing yourself to endure like this isn't good for your health." Okamoto grinned and attacked again, kneading her breasts while sucking and gently biting her nipples. "Ah... um..." As his tongue licked, sucked, and gently bit, Sonoko couldn't help but let out a soft moan, probably unaware that her moan had become a sweet one. "Your voice sounds very comfortable.""I didn't," Sonoko continued, bluffing. Since she was determined to resist, she couldn't admit anything. "You're really stubborn..." Okamoto continued with a wry smile, "But to me, your voice sounds quite comfortable." The more a woman resists, the less she surrenders, and consequently, the greater the pleasure of getting her... "Absolutely nothing like that happened." "A sound leaves no evidence after it's made, well, I'll have to find other evidence." Okamoto muttered to himself, lifting Sonoko's upper body and sitting between her legs. Then, confidently, he said, "The evidence is down there." Okamoto finished speaking and grabbed the hem of her shirt. "Ah...no..." Sonoko screamed, twisting her body. "Ugh..." As a result of the struggle, the thin rope dug deeper into her flesh, causing sharp pain in her wrists and ankles, but her white lace-trimmed shirt was lifted up to her navel. "So beautiful..." Okamoto almost drooled, thinking admiringly, his eyes wide as he stared at the snow-white naked body. "Mmm...your vulva is so beautiful!" "Ah...don't look..." Okamoto moved his face closer, and Sonoko, noticing the movement, blushed and cried out. No one but her husband had ever seen her like this, and being seen in such a humiliating position was unbearable. "Hmm? What's this?" Okamoto's middle finger traced along her labia, his verbal assault continuing, "What's going on? It's wet here." After tracing the fleshy opening two or three times, his finger suddenly thrust in. "Ah...no...don't..." Sonoko cried out sharply. As Okamoto twisted his fingers, a soft, wet sound was heard. The pleasure from the assault on her breasts and nipples caused her uterus to relax uncontrollably, overflowing with vaginal fluid. "How could someone who doesn't feel pleasure produce so much vaginal fluid?" Okamoto presented his hand, smeared with vaginal fluid, to Sonoko, a triumphant expression on his face. "That kind of thing...I don't know..." Sonoko shook her head. He had presented evidence of pleasure; she wished she could disappear into the ground. Although the body and mind were different, the fact remained. "You seem so honest, but you're actually a horny woman." Okamoto said, then wriggled inside her vagina, making soft squelching sounds. "Ah...no..." Sonoko protested, but her body responded to the touch of his fingers, releasing more nectar. It was an uncontrollable instinct, and Sonoko was a married woman who already knew the pleasures of sex, especially since her body had been explored by the horny Nozawa, and hadn't been satisfied for over a year. Once her desire was ignited, it burned fiercely, and there was no way to stop it. "Your vagina looks beautiful, and it seems to be quite good." Okamoto smiled with satisfaction. The tender flesh inside was soft and elastic, and thinking about the reaction when he penetrated her, Okamoto felt very excited. "Please, don't..." "Your mouth says no, but your lower mouth says you want more. I don't know which one to believe." Kumaki pulled his fingers out of her vagina, deliberately showing a confused expression. "No...no!" "I'll believe your lower mouth." Okamoto put his hand inside, smeared it with nectar, and rubbed her clitoris. "No...not there..." Sonoko made a sound like phlegm stuck in her throat, desperately twisting her body. Waves of pleasure surged through her, the foreskin of her clitoris was peeled back, revealing a pinkish fleshy bud that didn't seem like something a young woman should have. "You said no, so why is your bud showing?" Okamoto rubbed the bud with his honey-scented fingers. "Ah...no..." Sonoko's scream rose in pitch, as a powerful shockwave reached the top of her head. Okamoto desperately suppressed the urge to penetrate her directly. No matter how wet her vagina was, as long as she still refused, a man who penetrated her like this was defeated; only by making the woman submit could a man achieve victory. Okamoto secretly made a vow: "I'll make her say she wants to have sex." "Hehe...it's leaking again..." Okamoto deliberately spoke loudly, then his voice softened as he said, "It's a waste to let it leak out, let's plug it up." Kumaki took out a strange object from the bedside table, a milky-white ceramic dildo, and presented it to Sonoko, saying, "This thing is quite nice." "Ah...no..." Sonoko screamed and shook her head violently, feeling terrified after realizing Okamoto's intentions. It was much larger than a real penis, emitting a cold luster; if this thing were inserted, her soft garden would surely be injured. "Please...no..." Ignoring Sonoko's pleas, Okamoto dipped the part that served as the glans in honey-like fluid before slowly inserting it. "Ah...no...no..." Sonoko's body trembled repeatedly as the dildo slid in with a squelching sound. "Oh...ah...uh..." Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief, because she didn't feel the fear she had. The surface of this hard thing was smooth, without any unusual sensation, and it even produced a pleasure similar to the insertion of a real penis. "It's different from what I've seen, it feels real, doesn't it!" Okamoto gripped the base and slowly began to thrust. "Ah...no...no..." Sonoko couldn't help but cry out in a sexy voice. "Feels good now! Your expression says it all." Okamoto thrust harder with excitement, because he saw Sonoko's body reacting sensitively. "Uh...I'm scared..." Although Sonoko expressed her refusal, her expression clearly showed pleasure. Her brows furrowed, her nostrils flared, and she breathed heavily with her mouth half open. "What a stubborn woman." Okamoto was surprised, but the thought of the pleasure of making Sonoko surrender only intensified his desire. "You said you were scared, but why are you still leaking so much vaginal fluid?" Hearing the lewd squelching sounds from the thrusting, Okamoto grinned wickedly and continued to press, "You're hiding the truth, giving false testimony, which is perjury. Telling the truth will make you feel better." Okamoto thrust violently while pinching and rubbing her clitoris. "Ah...no...please..." The simultaneous attack on her vulva and clitoris was indeed a powerful stimulation for a young woman who already knew the pleasures of sex, especially since she hadn't had a man's touch for a year. Once her desire was ignited, it was natural for her parched body to burn immediately. "Spare me...spare me!" The almost forgotten sensuality spread through her body, and Sonoko gradually lost control. She worried that if she continued to be stimulated, she might lose herself, and she would feel terrified and ashamed if she did. "You're such a hypocrite, you're already enjoying it and you still say you're not. You'll be punished by God." Okamoto added a circular motion to his thrusts. "Ah...don't do this..." The pleasure surged to the top of her head, and Sonoko's body stiffened. No matter what she said, her body confirmed Okamoto's words were true. "Ah...ah..." Sonoko let out a sound of pleasure and then began to sob, hating her own body as she thought, "Ah...it feels so good...why is this happening..." With Okamoto's thrusts, intense pleasure spread throughout her body, the almost forgotten pleasure fully awakened, and the will to resist vanished. "Ah...ah..." Sonoko moaned, twisting her hips, reason gone, only lust dominating her. "Are you comfortable now?" Okamoto asked, and Sonoko nodded involuntarily. "You want a real penis, don't you!" Sonoko nodded again, reason and shame gone. "Then make your request clearly, say 'Please insert a real penis into my vagina!'" "No..." Sonoko had never uttered such vulgar words in her life. "You really want to have sex?" As Okamoto thrust the ceramic dildo in and out, Sonoko blurted out, "Ah... I want to have sex..." "In that case, hurry up and ask!" "Ah... ah... ah... insert a real penis into my vagina." Sonoko knew she had lost after saying that. But she felt no humiliation, only the pleasure of indulging in lust. "Hehe~~ I finally succeeded!" Okamoto shouted inwardly with satisfaction. Knowing she wouldn't resist anymore, he loosened the ropes binding her. At this moment, Sonoko sighed as if she had something on her mind. ********** ... Okamoto thought to himself, "If I ejaculate now, all my efforts will be wasted..." To make Sonoko completely his woman, it was necessary to bring her to a sensual climax, but if he penetrated her immediately, he risked ejaculating due to his excitement. Okamoto took out a dildo and a pair of ceramic rings with triangular, serrated edges that could be placed under the glans to reduce its sensitivity and delay ejaculation. The serrated edges would rub against the vaginal opening, helping the woman reach orgasm quickly. Okamoto put the rings on the glans and then thrust into Sonoko's vagina. "Ah...ah..." Sonoko wiggled her hips as if welcoming him. The penis immediately slid in all the way. "It's in, my penis is completely inside your vagina." Okamoto hugged Sonoko's body tightly, speaking in an excited, hoarse voice. He was at the peak of excitement, having finally obtained the beautiful young woman he had secretly admired for so long. "Sonoko, you're my woman now, understand?" With his penis inserted and his name called directly, Sonoko truly felt like she was Okamoto's woman, and she nodded involuntarily. "Sonoko is my woman, Sonoko's vagina belongs to me alone." Okamoto wiggled his hips, and began to make a squelching sound.The thrusting continued. Sonoko's body swayed incessantly as Okamoto thrust into her. "Ah...ah..." "Mmm...Sonoko's vagina feels so good, soft yet so tight, it's wonderful." "Mmm...good...good..." Sonoko moaned, twisting her hips, the sensation of the ceramic ring rubbing against her vagina unbearable. "So good..." "Where does it feel good?" "It feels good inside my vagina. Ah..." Without being forced, Sonoko uttered these lewd words, further arousing her. As Okamoto inserted and rotated his penis, the strong friction from the serrated part likely caused Sonoko's reaction to become more intense. "Ah...ah..." Sonoko shook her head and sobbed, her long hair swaying like waves, making her even more alluring. "Ah...good...so good..." Sonoko twisted her hips wildly, reaching a sensual climax. "Sonoko, are you about to cum?" "Yes! Ah… my vagina is melting…" "Okay! Let's cum together!" Okamoto had also reached his limit, grabbing her soft breasts and thrusting his penis violently a few times before releasing his pent-up desire. "Ah… um…" Sonoko straightened her legs, arching her back to receive the semen. The semen shot deep into her uterus, and Sonoko felt her body burning, her mind blank. Sonoko had thus stepped onto a path of no return… As mentioned in the previous chapter, her deprived body was once again irrigated, and the married woman finally lost herself. But for Nozawa, it was a tremendous humiliation. He called over two girls to have a threesome to relieve his inner torment. Behind this extremely perverse and intense sexual intercourse, a storm was brewing… [The End]

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