[Police Inspector Supplement]

Chapter 1 My Female Boss
The sky was stained red with blood, and a strange, long-haired woman collapsed before me.
It was that dream again. When I woke up, I was lying in my own bed, my head aching.
The most annoying thing about work is that even if you don't want to, you still have to get dressed and leave home.
Taking the subway, it was packed with commuters, all exhausted, their hair disheveled,

occasionally dozing off, just like me.
I am a police inspector, belonging to the Shibuya Police Station, the Metropolitan Police Department's First Investigative Division, Violent Offenses Division, my name is

Akiyama Ryunosuke. I don't have outstanding looks, only a passable brain, a slightly protruding belly,

and a rather worldly personality. Of course, in most people's eyes, such a person is unlikely to achieve anything significant, and that's

certainly true. The work of a police officer isn't as simple as people imagine. Punishing evil and promoting good? Seeking the truth? No,

at least not in my opinion.
"You're late." As soon as I stepped into the police station, a woman blocked my way.
She was Japanese, but she had inherited her mother's blonde hair.

Wearing bright lipstick only popular among young girls, and a beauty mark under her eye, it was hard to imagine

she was a policewoman, and my superior, Inspector Hinazuki of the First Investigation Division.
"Please...please let me explain."
"Nothing to say, your year-end bonus is gone." Her cold face was expressionless.
"But..." I lowered my head and turned to walk towards my desk.
"Who said you could leave? Don't you remember to greet your superior?"
I turned back helplessly, saying sullenly, "Good morning, Inspector Hinazuki."
"Very well, now come shopping with me."
"But it's working hours..." I was quite surprised.
"You know that, you have to obey your superiors during working hours." She tossed me her handbag. "Let's go."
"...Yes." I followed behind her, still mourning my lost year-end bonus.
On the way to the department store, many pedestrians noticed us. At first, it was her striking blonde hair that captivated them,

then her beautiful face and shapely figure. Soon after, they would inevitably notice

me following behind, looking shabby and subservient like a servant.
"Let's go to this one today," she said, pointing to the most bustling department store in Ginza.
"Okay," I nodded.
Actually, this wasn't the first time. This woman was used to bossing people around, and I was currently

her most favored subordinate. But this wasn't a good thing. She never

turned a blind eye to minor mistakes; instead, she would intensify her scolding and punishment. My year-end bonus, which I so desperately wanted, was

the best example.
She often took me to high-end clothing stores in Tokyo, spending lavishly on all sorts of designer clothes.

If I didn't know her father was the famous Metropolitan Police Department Commissioner, I would definitely

investigate her as a suspicious person.
"This is it," Natsuki stopped and turned to walk into a shop.
Before I could even see the store's name, I was stunned by the items displayed in the window. It was

lingerie ! Mannequins were dressed in various provocative poses. The walls were covered with

explicit pictures: a woman in a lace bra, her ample breasts encased in sheer fabric, only her areolas

subtly covered by simple patterns; low-waisted, extremely thin panties

barely pubis, her neatly trimmed pubic hair peeking out, the panties swallowed by her vulva.

This incongruity made the poster incredibly impactful, and unfortunately, I got an erection.
"What are you standing there for? Come in," she said in her unchanging, cold tone.
While I wasn't exactly a saint, I wasn't a lecherous scoundrel either.

Getting an erection always made me feel a little ashamed, so I took off my coat and draped it over my wrist to conceal my "

tent."
"Inspector Kiyoshi, it's a bit inappropriate for a grown man like me to be here like this..." I

said softly, standing beside her.
She seemed not to hear me, pulling a pale green, sheer nightgown that resembled a curtain from the hanger,

then holding it up to her chest and asking, "How about this one?" A cute expression suddenly appeared on her blank face;

she pouted slightly, her eyes half-closed.
"This..." I was suddenly struck by a realization. Having been her subordinate for years, this was the first

time I'd seen this woman display such a frivolous expression.
"Don't you like it?" Her face instantly returned to its previous expressionless state. "What about this one?"
She then pulled out a set of light pink lingerie. It couldn't even be called a bra; it was only

the size of a baby's palm, and the panties were like fishnet stockings, revealing numerous holes. She held it up, then gave me a

flirtatious wink, licking her lips with her tongue.
"It's really..." I felt my penis instantly swell, the glans throbbing slightly. "Inspector

..." I couldn't understand it at all. This woman was suddenly so capricious; I couldn't fathom what she was thinking.
"Idiot." She saw my hesitation and her face darkened.
"If I had to choose... this one isn't bad." I finally relented, reaching behind me

to pull out a piece of cloth and holding it in front of her. A closer look revealed a shock—it was just a piece of white cloth.
"Huh? What's this?" She looked at me suspiciously, as if I were a monster.
"You two have excellent taste! This is our latest women's loincloth, made from the finest

trousers in Japan. It's even more comfortable than a thong, highly absorbent, and won't cause any discomfort or chafing around the anus...

" The middle-aged saleswoman standing beside me enthusiastically introduced it.
Natsuki's expression remained strange as she chuckled to herself, "So Inspector Akiyama has this kind of fetish..."
"This beautiful lady, you'll look incredibly sexy in this. This item is still on sale, the price

is very ..."
"Okay, I'll take it, but I need to try it on first." Natsuki snatched the white cloth from my hand, gave me a disdainful

glance, and then strode towards the dressing room. "This way, please." Seeing a customer, the salesperson quickly accompanied her.

I went up with her. I was left standing alone in a "sea" of bras and panties. I never expected to be misunderstood like this;

she probably thinks I'm some kind of pervert… I thought. It's all my fault for acting impulsively; what was the point of getting angry with this

woman ? In the end, I'm the one who suffers. I hope she won't transfer me

to some fringe department because of this. Anyway, being a rapist is something to be proud of,

and I don't want this misunderstanding to ruin the rest of my life.
While I was standing there in a daze, strange noises suddenly came from Natsuki's changing room.

First sounded like glass breaking, followed by obvious fighting sounds. I quickly realized the seriousness of the situation and

ran to the changing room door in a few steps. Just as I was about to push the door open, my hand froze. Could that woman be naked

…? The saleswoman next to me stood there, trembling uncontrollably. Anyway, now is not

the time , I thought, and forcefully pushed the door open.
Just then, I saw Natsuki kneel down on one knee facing me, grabbing a man's arm with both hands. The man's

feet left the ground in an instant, clearly losing his balance, and he flew over her back towards me...
With a "thud," we both fell to the ground. The man was relatively sturdy and

quickly got up, trying to run away. I wasn't going to let him get away with that either, so I grabbed

a wooden stool that had fallen to the ground and smashed it hard into his ankle tendon. He fell to the ground again, unconscious.
"Well done." At this moment, Natsuki came out of the changing room, looking calm, as if everything had gone according to her

plan.
"Inspector...?" I lay on the ground looking at her, imagining my own confused expression.
"This is a shady establishment. The owner secretly films female customers in the changing room and then sells the videos to black market dealers,

or directly extorts money from the customers. Although I haven't reported it yet, I've been watching this place for a long time." She

grabbed my collar and dragged me along the ground all the way to the changing room door. "Look."
The dressing room mirror was shattered, but behind it lay a hidden space. A small, dark space, clearly

intentionally left during the store's renovation. Two cameras stood inside.
"Hey," Natsuki said to the terrified salesperson, "The police will be here to clean up the mess soon."
"Yes...yes!" The salesperson slumped to the ground.
"I'll just take this. I'm sure your boss won't mind, right?" She held up the white undergarment

, asking smugly.
"Yes..." the salesperson replied.
"So..." I recalled her affected, provocative actions from earlier; now it seemed like

a trap to lure me in. And I... Thinking of this, I felt deeply ashamed.
"Ryunosuke, how long are you going to lie there? Get up now!" Natsuki kicked me in the thigh. Her

high heels were long and thin, like cones, and I yelled in pain, jumping up from the ground with a "whoosh

. "
"Inspector Kiyoshi, where are we going next...?"
"Hmm..." She straightened her clothes and stuffed her "spoils" into my hand. "Come with me to buy

sanitary napkins ."
I turned to look at the lingerie shop owner who had collapsed on the ground, and felt a pang of shared sorrow

...
It was afternoon when we finally returned to the police station. Since it happened to be afternoon tea time, I was

forced to buy Inspector Kiyoshi coffee. "It's what a subordinate should do," she always said.
We sat facing each other in a corner of the coffee shop on the second floor of the police station. Natsuki usually ordered a cappuccino

with a small piece of chocolate cake, while I only ordered a cup of instant coffee, because my meager salary simply didn't allow me

to splurge in such a place; even this was already a struggle.
"Aren't you going to eat?" she asked in a flat, monotone tone.
I shook my head and swallowed. "Excuse me..."
"What?" Natsuki's hand holding the coffee stopped in mid-air.
"My year-end bonus..."
"It's gone. Didn't I already say?" She interrupted me coldly, taking

a small sip of her coffee.
"Could it be..." I looked at her cautiously and continued, "...is there any way to get it back?"
"No." She gently placed the coffee on the saucer, and after a short while, she suddenly spoke again, "Well

...actually, it's not impossible."
"Wh...what way?" My eyes suddenly filled with hope again.
"It's just..." Her deep pupils darted around in her eyes.
Could it be a newly come up-to-date solution...? I couldn't help but wonder.
"It's just...cleaning my room for a week." She nodded, a satisfied smile on her face.
"..." I choked up. I never expected to be threatened by my boss with my year-end bonus...and with something as trivial as

cleaning my room. What was this woman thinking...? Was she just

considering what to threaten me into doing...? My hair stood on end. But being an extra week of maid to

save that bonus was still a good deal.
"Well? It's okay if you don't agree, but I'll cancel your year-end bonuses next year and the year after...

"
"Wait! I agree, I agree..." Seeing the critical situation, I blurted out.
Next year and the year after...? Cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
"Very good." Natsuki gave me a fake smile as if she were treating a pet, and then began to cut

the chocolate .
"It's been so many years, and you still haven't changed this bad habit, old hag Natsuki." At this moment, a woman in a blue-

green uniform walked over

. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses and had a long ponytail. Although she wasn't as beautiful as Natsuki, she had a different style, practically the standard office lady. She was wearing black stockings... 　　"Hey, Ryunosuke, what are you looking at?" 　　"My beautiful legs, of course, hehe." The woman teased smugly. 　　"I..." Caught red-handed by these two women, I felt utterly ashamed. 　　"Hmph, don't joke around. Those outdated stockings aren't fashionable anymore," Natsuki said coldly, but I could sense the deep-seated hostility in her voice. "By the way, old woman Natsue."

"What did you say!" The woman called Natsue blushed and roared, "Don't think I'll give up just because your father is

the Metropolitan Police Department Commissioner! I applied to be transferred to Shibuya Police Station to beat you! What do you mean, the number one beauty in the police force?

Pshaw!" She stuck out her tongue and made a face like a child, then strode away.
"Who was that person...?" I asked after she was out of sight.
"Natsue Hayami, the new inspector of the Second Investigation Division. You'll have to deal with her sooner or later." Natsuki suddenly leaned closer

, our noses almost touching. "But don't get too close to her, or I

might ... fire you." Her expression was sinister and terrifying, her eyes like two sharp blades, and her awkward, trembling voice

sounded like a vengeful ghost summoning.
A few hours later, the tumultuous day finally came to an end, and I walked out of the police station with my purse. The streets of

Shibuya were even brighter at night; it was the most densely populated area in all of Japan. After turning a few streets,

I looked up and saw the iconic giant screen of the QFront digital technology mall. It accepts advertisements from anyone,

even blessings from family or lovers, provided you can afford it.
As a single office worker in Japan, the best place to relax is naturally a pachinko parlor. Although my luck has

never been very good, especially when Inspector Hinazuki is around, pachinko is an exception. To make ends

meet, I always come here to "work overtime" after work, and I often get unexpected gains. Today was no exception,

but not an accident, but an "accident."
I arrived at an arcade as usual and was about to step inside.
"Dad..." A hand suddenly tugged at my sleeve. I turned around and froze.
Standing in front of me was the long-haired girl who had appeared in my dreams many times, but she was wearing a sailor-

style school uniform and looked much younger than the woman in my dreams.
"You... hello..." My mouth was obviously not very fluent. "Do...do you need...help?"
"Daddy!" She suddenly hugged me tightly, but her chest was clearly much larger than her age, and

I almost couldn't breathe...
I instinctively pushed her away. Then I tried to remain calm. "Miss, I think...I think you've

mistaken me for someone else..."
"Daddy..." Unexpectedly, the girl's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and she burst into tears. While crying, she kept

rubbing her eyes with both hands, and kept wailing. No matter how you looked at her, she looked like a four or five-year-old child.
A large number of pedestrians gathered around, pointing and whispering about me. Could they really think I was

a heartless ...?
"Miss, don't cry..." I quickly took out a tissue from my pocket and handed it to her.
But she completely ignored me and continued to cry loudly.
More and more people gathered around. If this continued, someone would call the police... What am I worried about?

Aren't I a policeman myself...? At this moment, my mind was completely in turmoil, and the girl's chaotic

and annoying . In any case, I should take her home first.
"My dear daughter..." I stepped forward and hugged her, desperately trying to squeeze out a tear,

but her ample breasts pressed against my chest, their incredibly soft texture and perfect elasticity causing

me to become erect again, my penis pressing against her lower abdomen. "Daddy... it's Daddy's fault..."
"Don't do such cruel things again!" someone shouted from the crowd. Several middle-aged women in the crowd

even shed tears. What kind of world is this... I thought to myself, suppressing my resentment as I comforted the mysterious

girl in my arms until the crowd dispersed. I took her hand and walked to the roadside, hesitating for a long time before finally steeling myself to haile a

taxi . She sobbed softly the whole way, and I didn't dare ask a single question, afraid that the driver would be nosy,

and even more afraid that nosy driver would scold me again.
Finally, we arrived home. I led her into the entryway, closed the door, and turned to carefully examine the girl.
Except for her face, which looked like she was twenty, the rest of her body was already as mature as a woman in her thirties or forties

. Her breasts were high and firm, with two bean-sized protrusions on her sailor uniform. No bra...?
My lower body heated up again. Even though her top was restrained, her breasts were easily a G-cup.

Perhaps because of her youth, these full mountains of flesh stood proudly upright, showing no signs of sagging. Even more terrifying

in comparison were her plump, fleshy buttocks and her wasp waist, which contrasted dramatically with them.
"Daddy..." she smiled at me, her childlike expression

contrasting sharply with her alluring body below the neck.
"...Do you know who I am?"
"Akiyama Ryunosuke." She answered without hesitation.
"...And what's your name?"
"Um... Hanano... Ayaka." She frowned, answering somewhat haltingly. "Hanano Ayaka...?" This was an extremely unfamiliar name to me; I had rarely even encountered
the surname Hanano . 　　"Yes, Daddy loves Ayaka the most." She said, reaching to unbutton her blouse. By the time I noticed, Ayaka's deep cleavage was already exposed through the seam of her clothes. 　　"Wait! Ayaka, what are you... doing?" I had to grab her hands, because if she unbuttoned the last button, her breasts would be completely exposed before my eyes. 　　"Mom said Daddy loves Ayaka's breasts the most." She smiled brightly. 　　"Then your mom is..." Just then, my phone suddenly rang. I had to free one hand to reach into my pocket. I pressed her head down with my other hand and then put it to my lips, signaling her to be quiet. Ayaka was also very understanding, looking at me with innocent eyes and nodding gently. 　　"Hello, this is..." 　　"Is this Ryunosuke?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, the woman who gave me orders every day . 　　"Inspector Kiyoshi, you have... Ah!" I suddenly noticed that Ayaka beside me had taken off her top. Her fair and tender breasts stood erect, full and fleshy, reflecting a faint sheen under the light. Her nipples were dark brown, and her areolas were unusually large. Her large breasts swayed wildly with her body movements, like two bouncing balls. At this moment, she was about to squat down and take off her long skirt. I quickly reached out and grabbed her skirt waistband, shaking my head violently at her. But she only smiled in response, then jumped up and down, squeezing her plump buttocks out from under her skirt.

Within moments, I could see her buttocks; she wasn't even wearing underwear.
"Ryunosuke, how dare you disrespect your superior! Do you want to be punished?" The voice on the other end of the phone started threatening again.
"No… Inspector, I'm just feeling a little unwell… You have…" I turned away from Ayaka's

naked body, my hand still tightly gripping her skirt. "…What is it?"
"Nothing, I just want to know what you're doing right now?"
"I…" I sensed something was wrong and turned to look. Ayaka had crouched down, intending to

crawl out from under her skirt.
"Answer me!"
"I…" Completely overwhelmed by these two women, my mind went blank for a moment. Suddenly,

Ayaka jumped naked in front of me, excitedly shouting, "Daddy! Make love with Ayaka!" At that moment, I was about to

collapse.
"Hello? Ryunosuke? What are you doing?"
"I… I'm watching adult videos…" I answered hastily.
"I have to tell you, Hanano Ayaka is..." At the same time, Ayaka shouted at me, "Natsuki's mother

said Daddy will take good care of Ayaka."
"Natsuki...Mom?" Natsuki's surprised voice came from the phone.
"Inspector Kisaki...you know her?" I asked blankly.
"Hanano Ayaka is an important witness. I'm entrusting her to you. You have to take good care of her." After a while,

she whispered, "You're not allowed to have sex with her, you're not allowed to touch her, you're not allowed to see her naked, otherwise...you'll be fired."
She hung up with a "click. "
I put down the phone and stared blankly at Ayaka in front of me. She was already naked...the sparse

pubic hair could hardly cover her alluring, wet vulva. There were obvious signs of binding on her body. Could it be a case of sexual abuse?
No, the inspector would definitely say she was a victim, not a witness. Could it be that the woman deliberately arranged for her to appear in front of the arcade I frequented

...? She wanted to see me make a fool of myself, but…
just as I was thinking this, Ayaka's fair hand had already reached down to my crotch. Before I could dodge, she

gripped my penis tightly through my pants.
"Ah…" I couldn't help but groan… was she really only twenty?
"Daddy… um…" Ayaka wouldn't let go, swaying her ample breasts and making seductive

moans slowly walked in front of me.
"Ayaka… no… you can't…" I said, but my body didn't resist. Only an idiot would

resist.
I slumped against the wall in the entryway, Natsuki's words echoing in my mind: "You're not allowed to have sex with her, you're not allowed

to touch her, you're not allowed to see her naked." Since I was destined to be expelled anyway, I might as well…
To be continued　　　　　　　　　　　　　　 …

Chapter Two: The Unfortunate Man

"Ayaka wants to have sex with… um… Daddy." She grabbed my hand and slowly pulled it towards her

chest .
"No..." My penis was tightly gripped in her slender, delicate hand. I couldn't muster any strength

, and even my spirit had given in. I watched as my palm was pressed against her fragrant, fleshy

mound.
"Mmm...so warm, I like it...Daddy..." She stroked my genitals with her fingers, the

sensation sliding from my penis all the way to my scrotum, the tingling feeling growing stronger, and my breathing becoming unsteady.
"Ayaka..." My five fingers pressed tightly against her plump, firm breasts, my palms teased by her erect

nipples making them itch unbearably. I couldn't help but clench my fist, squeezing her huge breasts until they deformed.
"Ah...good...so amazing...mmm..." Her body didn't retreat; instead,

it began to twist in response, raising one of her fair thighs and rubbing it up and down between my legs, moaning softly. Her

tender face slowly pressed against mine.
"No... Ayaka... ah..." I felt my penis being gripped again, the heat from her palm

radiating through me. My glans seemed to swell to its maximum, the pain unbearable, my foreskin almost bursting

.
Ayaka slowly closed her eyes, licking her shy red lips with her wet tongue until they glistened,

then drew closer to my mouth. "Kiss... Daddy... kiss Ayaka..." I could

feel her warm breath on my cheeks, her body exuding a rich fragrance.
Behind me was a wall, nowhere to hide, I could only watch helplessly as this woman who claimed to be my daughter

forcefully kissed me . Her lips finally met mine, her saliva wetting mine, her

unending lewd moans echoing incessantly in my ears, like waves crashing against my

already weak defenses. My hands began to knead her breasts.
"Mmm..." Ayaka, her sensitive areas stimulated, writhed even more violently against her naked body, her

lower abdomen rubbing against me like her thighs. Her soft, saliva-covered tongue licked along my lips and teeth,

playing with each one, then began to wander between my gums.
"Uh... ah..." My hands, as if acting on their own, greedily kneaded her breasts, shaping the round

flesh into ovals, pressing her nipples deep into the flesh with my fingers, teasing along the contours of her large, voluptuous areolas.

The breasts began to dance wildly, then I cupped her ample breasts in my palms, rocking them back and forth, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Finally one hand was no longer enough, so I joined the "battle" with my other hand.
"Ugh...!" Clearly, the play of two hands was taking its toll on Ayaka. Her body stiffened, her brows

furrowed , and she let out even more restless and seductive gasps. The hand that had been gripping my penis lost its strength. "Ah

...ah..."
"Ayaka...your breasts are so beautiful..." I squeezed her breasts together, flattening them

into semi-circles. The skin on her breasts appeared even whiter and more striking, and her

two brown nipples pressed together, creating an extremely lewd scene.
"Daddy...so amazing...mmm...hum..." She gradually regained her senses, revealing an

unusually lewd smile, and once again touched my lips to hers. But this time

, instead of clinging to my "weakness," she pressed her hands against the wall, her body pressed against mine, and began to writhe again, this time...

She was rubbing her vulva against my genitals. Her vulva was already incredibly wet, and she was now

dancing wildly on my body like never before. Before long, I felt the wetness around my penis; her vaginal fluid had

soaked my pants and underwear… My penis was burning hot, and at the same time, it was painfully constricted by the damp underwear. Suddenly, Ayaka

thrust her soft tongue, covered in saliva, into my mouth, like a tentacle

writhing and twisting inside. Her tongue tip slid and licked all over the walls of my mouth, then even thrusting in and out, rapidly pumping

deep .
My mind became hazy. I had been played like this by a girl more than ten years younger than me. The

competitive spirit deep within me suddenly swelled and became blind. My hands went from under her armpits to her back,

aimlessly greedily groping, finally stopping at one spot. I grabbed at it like a lifeline, desperately

digging my fingers into it.
“Ugh… Ah!” Ayaka’s tongue was quickly pulled out of my mouth, and she couldn’t help but scream. "

Anus ... ah... no... Ayaka doesn't like it... my anus being... ahh..." She suddenly stopped

all movement and slumped into my arms. I didn't expect her weakness to be her anus? I felt like I had discovered a new continent,

because I had finally gained the upper hand.
"Ayaka." My index finger wriggled as I inserted it deeper, admiring her flushed face and her

ecstatic moans.
"No... don't insert it anymore... ah... Ayaka... um... Ayaka listens to Daddy..." She

twisted her fleshy buttocks, trying to shake my hand off, but found it was futile.
"Then, you can't just push Daddy against the wall and force him to have sex anymore, understand..."

After saying this, I suddenly felt a little ashamed.
"Okay... okay... Ayaka understands, Ayaka will agree to whatever Daddy says... um..."
"That's more like it..." Just as I was about to pull my hand out, the phone that had fallen to the ground rang again

. I held Ayaka in my arms and slowly slid down the wall to the floor, of course, my fingers still inside Ayaka's

rectum. I picked up my phone and glanced at the screen. It was Inspector Kiyoshi again. My heart skipped a beat. Ayaka lay on my

chest, groaning softly, looking exhausted.
"Inspector Kiyoshi...? What's up?" I asked, my voice trembling with guilt.
Her cold voice came from the other end of the line: "I'm just calling to confirm if you've done anything wrong to the witness

."
"Absolutely...absolutely not! Please don't worry...!" I shouted as loudly as I could to cover it up.
"...You're speaking so loudly, are you guilty?" I hadn't expected her to see through me so easily.
"No! Absolutely...I really didn't, I promise you..." Tears welled up in my eyes.
"Okay, it doesn't really matter. Just remember to bring the witness tomorrow, I'll question her myself."

After a while, she added, "If you lie to me, if you really did something bad, I'll...make sure you

can never be a man again." She slammed the phone down.
"Can never be a man again...?" What kind of threat was that...? But

then everything went black. Although dealing with that woman's threats was commonplace for me, and

I always managed to complete even the most demanding requests under various pressures... the problem was that if

I didn't do what she threatened me to do, she would definitely keep her promise, and it had been like this for years... Being unable to be a man...

Thinking of this, I trembled all over. This wasn't just a simple price to pay for being expelled...
"Daddy, what's wrong?" Ayaka asked with concern, looking at my pale face.
"Ayaka, Daddy... I need something from you..."
"What is it?" she smiled innocently.
"Tomorrow, Natsuki's mother... if she asks me if I've done anything bad to you, you must say no

..."
"Yes!" She nodded firmly.
"Really?" I didn't expect her to agree so easily.
"Really! In exchange, Daddy will give Ayaka a penis." She gave a mischievous, childlike smile.
"..." I moved my finger, which was still inside her rectum.
"Ah... no..."
"You're threatening me too..." My fate was in the hands of two women, and my pride was severely

wounded.
"Ayaka wants... wants to eat a dick! Ah... no matter how much Daddy bullies Ayaka... um... Ayaka

won't give in... sob sob..." Her face was resolute, but to me it was kind of cute. I couldn't bear to torture

her anymore, and I was afraid she was just agreeing verbally. It's better to bribe than to torture. I gritted my teeth and pulled

my finger
"Um..." Ayaka's body arched back seductively, her breasts bouncing.
"Daddy will give you a dick... but Ayaka must keep her promise and not tell Mommy." I had no choice but

to place my last hope on this beautiful, mature girl, throwing my cheap pride to the wind, and unbuttoned my pants

...
The next morning, I took Ayaka's hand and walked out of the house.
We didn't actually look like a father and daughter, because I wasn't that old... Yesterday, because of the darkness

, the onlookers didn't notice. But today, standing in the subway station, Ayaka nestled in my arms. Two

people with such an unusual age difference were so intimate that many people couldn't help but glance at us, but I had no mood

to care.
"Gurgle..."
"Daddy, your stomach is growling again." Ayaka curiously touched my lower abdomen.
"N-nothing..." I answered, forcing a smile.
"Strange, you were fine yesterday." Her eyes darted around, as if she were thinking.
Of course, there was a reason for all this... I had agreed to let her play with my penis, but Ayaka had a very good grasp of

the limits . She always stopped just when my body reached its limit of arousal, and after a while, when I relaxed

, she would start teasing me again. My penis remained erect all night, and my anal sphincter kept

contracting until four or five in the morning when this hellish torture finally came to an end, and she fell asleep...

The final consequence was that I started having stomach problems, and I couldn't help but regret the decision I made last night.
When I led Ayaka into the police station, Inspector Hayami Natsue came up and started chatting with me, putting on airs.
"Oh, isn't this Inspector Hye's pet subordinate?" She was wearing the same clothes as yesterday,

but her black stockings were a different style.
Ayaka, like a frightened lamb, quickly hid behind me, while I clutched my stomach. "

Inspector Hayami... what's up...?"
"Why did you bring a woman in? She's not a police officer here, is she?" She clearly noticed

the age difference between us and sneered, "She doesn't seem like your girlfriend either. Is it... related to the case that stupid woman Natsuki

is investigating?"
I didn't know what she was up to, so I could only evade the question: "Sorry... I can't say." "
What does it matter if you tell me? I'm not going to steal her credit." She took two steps closer and

flirted .
"Yes..." Of course you're going to steal the credit... I thought to myself.
"Gurgle..." My stomach made a strange sound again.
"What's that sound?" She looked around in confusion, finally fixing her gaze on my lower abdomen.
"Oh, right... I need to go to the toilet, excuse me." I seized the opportunity, grabbed Ayaka's hand, and the two of us

scurried away.
I arrived much earlier than usual, so the classroom was still quite empty.
"Gurgle..." My rectum was almost at its limit.
"Akiyama-kun." A fat guy came over to greet me. His name was Takayama Tetsu, and he was one of Hinatsuki

's subordinates, just like me. However, he was a bit neurotic at times, and apart from me, he didn't know many people well.
"Gurgle..." This time... it wasn't my stomach. Ayaka was pouting and imitating the

strange ... which obviously intensified my urge to defecate.
"Takayama." I pulled Ayaka in front of him. "Take care of her for a while... I need to... go to

the toilet ."
"Uh, she's a real beauty, and her figure is... where did you get her?" He looked at me enviously.
"Uncle." Ayaka tugged at his sleeve at this moment. "I want to do it with Ayaka..."
"Ahhh!" Seeing that the situation was bad, I quickly shouted. Everyone in the classroom looked in our direction

.
"Sorry...sorry." I hurriedly turned around and bowed apologetically, but this only intensified the peristalsis of my rectum, and

some stool had already come out...
"What are you doing...aren't you going to the toilet?" Takayama looked at me strangely.
"I'm going..." I ran towards the bathroom, vaguely hearing Ayaka say to Takayama behind me:

"Want to play...games with Ayaka?" I almost tripped.
After turning two corners, the toilet was right there, but when I got there, I was filled with despair. The doorknob of the men's room

had a "Under Repair" sign on it. I pushed it hard, but was it already locked...?
"Gurgle gurgle..." The stool was still slowly being squeezed out, but for me, who hadn't even safely reached

the toilet seat was already fast...
I looked around helplessly, and unintentionally noticed a young woman coming out of the women's room. The doorknob of

the women's room didn't have a "Under Repair" sign either.
"No way..." I muttered. The urge to defecate grew stronger and stronger, and I didn't know when it would gush

out . I made a difficult decision in my heart, and tiptoed towards the women's restroom. First, I made sure

no one was around, then gently knocked on the door and said, "Excuse me... is anyone in there?"
No one answered.
My courage suddenly grew. I slowly turned the handle and pushed the door open a crack, peeking out.

There was indeed no one there. The mirror on the sink reflected the sunlight from the window, making the whole room as bright as paradise.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle..." This sound was undoubtedly a warning. I pushed the door open abruptly and charged into a stall like a rhinoceros

, pulling down my pants and sitting on the toilet. The churning feeling in my stomach

gradually disappeared with the continuous sound of water. Had I ever felt such freedom and liberation in my life? I couldn't help but ask myself. Every day, I

was oppressed by Inspector Kiyoshi, living a life like a slave. Finally, at this moment, all the fatigue and pressure were

released, even if the path was somewhat dirty...
Just then, the stall door opened. My heart suddenly skipped a beat and began to pound rapidly. Had I forgotten to lock the door in

the urgency ? Instinctively, I pulled up my pants, though only halfway, my buttocks still

sticking out , but my genitals were conveniently covered…
When the door was fully opened, I was stunned. Hayami Natsue was standing there, filming my disheveled

state with her phone. A smug smile played on her lips.
“Inspector Hayami, you… what are you doing…” I clutched my waistband,

looking at .
“Oh my, isn’t this Akiyama-kun from the First Investigation Division? What are you doing in the women’s restroom?”
“I… because…” It was too embarrassing to say, so I whispered, “Please… stop filming, okay

…”
She put down her phone, her eyes crinkling into crescents. “So, how about reconsidering my

question?”
“What question…?”
“Who is that girl? If you tell me, fine, but if you don’t, hmph…” She

waved her phone in front of me. “I’ll expose your scandal. In less than a day, the whole police station will know.”
“Could it be…” My body trembled instantly. "You deliberately lured me here!"
"Hmm? Don't say such harsh things. I just put up a sign in front of the men's restroom." She

poked , like a thug harassing a woman. "Who told you to follow that stupid woman, Natsuki, all the time? You

've become a fool yourself."
"You're so despicable..." I gritted my teeth in hatred, but there was nothing I could do.
"Excuse me, did someone call me?" A cold voice, it was Natsuki.
"Inspector Kiyoshi..." Natsuki, wearing a white top and a miniskirt, stood behind Xia Jiang, her dull

eyes staring straight at Xia Jiang's phone.
"You've come at the worst possible time, old hag Natsuki." Xia Jiang turned around and glared at her fiercely.
"Akiyama is my livestock, it's none of your business to tell him what to do." Natsuki stepped forward, forcing Hayami to take a step

back.
"Hmph..." Xia Jiang was not to be outdone, and the two of them faced off.
"You two..." I realized I was naked, and in the women's restroom no less.
Hayami suddenly turned around angrily and yelled at me, "You lowly little man, talk to me!"
She kicked me, landing squarely on my crotch, revealing her

beautiful legs Her legs were perfectly toned, and even through the fabric, I could see her

fair skin. But this wasn't the time to admire them. I could even feel the tip of her heel just centimeters from my

...
"Hey, Ryunosuke, you know the consequences of disobeying your boss, right?" Natsuki threatened in her chilling,

emotionless voice.
"I..." One was my devilish boss, the other the one who had leverage over me. I never imagined I

'd face the most crucial decision of my life on a toilet seat in the women's restroom...
Seeing my hesitation, Hayami wiggled her leg a few times, her heel twisting closer to my crotch,

the base of my penis already feeling the pressure. I instinctively shifted my weight back, and before I knew it, the urge to defecate struck.

"Splash!" The previously quiet and tense toilet was suddenly filled with

the sound …
"I…" I glanced at Natsuki; her eyes were filled with malice. As my superior, she was

the woman who would ultimately decide my fate, and after only two encounters, I could tell she was far more

ruthless … So I whispered, "Inspector Hayami, I'm sorry, I can't… tell you."
"Hmph." Natsue glared at me angrily, her leg slamming down towards my groin. Luckily, I was

prepared; I twisted my lower body, avoiding a fatal blow. She lowered her leg, glanced at Natsuki, and then quickly walked out.
Only the inspector and I remained in the toilet.
"Don't you remember to greet your superior?" Natsuki didn't even turn her head, only her eyes shifting

towards me.
"Inspector Natsuki… good… good morning."
"Very good, come to my office later." She finished speaking and turned to leave.
"Please wait…" I whispered.
"What is it?"
"Could you close the door for me...?"
She glanced at me and went out...
Ten minutes later, I cautiously pushed open the door to the section chief's office. Natsuki was lying on that expensive

massage chair, her eyes slightly closed. Ayaka stood to the side with her head down, as if she had done something wrong. When she saw

me, she immediately called out happily, "Dad!"
"..." I didn't dare to answer. Given that she also called Natsuki "Mom," I didn't want to take

advantage of someone who could put me in danger at
any moment. "Ryunosuke?" Natsuki sat up and beckoned to me. "Come here."
Could it be that Ayaka has already confessed...? I thought to myself, and walked over nervously, my steps

unsteady.
"Do you know what you did wrong?"
"I..." My heart was pounding. Was it too late to apologize now...?
"Ayaka shouldn't have touched Uncle Takayama's penis..." Ayaka said softly at this moment. Only then did I realize that I wasn't the one

who had made the mistake .
At that moment, Ayaka and I stood before Natsuki, heads bowed, looking like a mother scolding her two

children. But I didn't look like a child at all, and she didn't look like a mother.
"Ayaka, let me ask you something," Natsuki said, glancing at me first before turning to Ayaka. "

Did Ryunosuke do anything bad to you last night?"
Ayaka looked at me unconsciously. She really couldn't lie… My heart was

pounding in my chest.
"No…" She shook her head slightly.
"Really not?" Natsuki's gaze was unusually sharp; a child would surely be terrified

.
"No…no!" Ayaka
shook her head even more vigorously. "I believe you," Natsuki nodded.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Daddy was always very good to Ayaka, kissing her, massaging her breasts, and even letting her play with his penis…"
Halfway through, my head buzzed as if it would explode.
Natsuki turned to me, her beautiful face still expressionless, but her eyes were even

sharper . I clearly realized that was the look she only had when facing a criminal.
"Please...please let me explain..." I hadn't expected Ayaka to treat those things as something good...

and she spoke as if I were the one who had molested her...
"Shut up." She calmly looked at Ayaka again, like a

volcano holding back its eruption. "Ayaka, is there anything else?"
"No...no." Ayaka lowered her head.
"No, there must be something else you haven't told me." Natsuki's alertness could see through my lies,

let alone the naive Ayaka. She gave a rare smile and said gently, "Tell Mommy quickly, and Mommy will buy you

chocolate."
"Really?" Ayaka's eyes lit up immediately.
"Really!" Natsuki nodded vigorously, and I realized that Ayaka had learned this gesture from her.
"Hmm..." Ayaka looked at me, as if to say, "I'm sorry, Daddy." Then she whispered,

"Daddy did something very bad to Ayaka...he...he poked Ayaka's anus with his finger..." Ayaka

became shy.
Natsuki's smile vanished instantly. "Ryunosuke, do you have anything else to say?"
"Inspector...I...I..." So Ayaka only considered playing with her anus as a bad thing, and

now 'd told Natsuki everything. I couldn't help but cry. Being tormented by her all night, and then

this embarrassing situation in the bathroom—all of that was easily wiped out by a piece of chocolate. Inspector Kisaki

must think I'm a pervert, no matter how I explain... Thinking of that

threat of "I can't be a man," I trembled and said, "Inspector...it's my fault..."
"Is this an apology?" Natsuki looked at me disdainfully.
"I..." I took a step back and bowed deeply to her. "I'm really...really sorry...it was my

fault...please forgive me..."
"Is this an apology? Don't be ridiculous." She said coldly, "If you truly feel guilty,

then kneel down before me."
Chapter 3? Ayaka

kneels...? I wondered if I had misheard.
"Inspector Kisaki... kneeling is such a thing..."
"What? You won't?" Natsuki crossed her bare legs.
"Such a request... I really can't accept it."
"So, you're planning to take responsibility for this?" She deliberately made every word

clear .
These words really made me waver. What would she do...? Although she threatened to make me "unable to be a man

," even a superior doesn't have the right to harm a subordinate... I hesitated for a moment, then nodded

slightly . "...Yes." I carefully observed her expression

. Gradually, a smile appeared on her cold and beautiful face...
"Hmph..." Natsuki stood up from the massage chair and walked to a spot very close to me. We

stood together like a couple, looking at each other. "Even if your life is in danger, you're not afraid?" She suddenly grabbed

my collar, and I felt a pressure on my neck.
"...Yes, for a man... dignity is more important than life." I tried my best to suppress the trembling in my body,

constantly on guard against any possible attack on my genitals.
"Very good." Natsuki simply let go, and I almost fell to the ground. Before I could even stand up,

I heard her say, "As expected of my subordinate, I can trust you now."
"Huh?" I was stunned, not understanding what she meant.
"This was just a test, because for the case we're going to investigate next, I need an absolutely trustworthy

assistant... You've heard of the name Kuki, haven't you?"
At this moment, Ayaka, who was standing to the side, first gasped, then swayed and collapsed to the ground with a "thud,"

her petite body trembling uncontrollably. In her eyes, I saw an indescribable fear, an

expression that only someone who has experienced darkness firsthand could show.
Kuki… As far as I know, it's a mysterious and unpredictable yakuza organization. Its founder was

Kuki Nobumoto, the third-ranking member who broke away from the Yamaguchi-gumi years ago. This small gang has always kept a low profile, until Nobumoto

's sudden death last year and the appointment of a new leader, which propelled it to become the second-largest

gang in Japan, second only to the Yamaguchi-gumi, even bringing Tokyo under its control. However, the police

know nothing about the new leader's name or methods.
"Ayaka, are you alright?" Seeing her frightened expression, I felt a surge of pity. Although I wasn't her

"father," the less than a day we'd spent together had created a close bond between us.
"Ayaka… I'm alright…" she stammered.
"Inspector, what kind of case is this? What does it have to do with Ayaka…?" I asked anxiously.
"You should know best how Ayaka is different from other girls her age, right?" Natsuki countered.
"Hmm..." Indeed, although Ayaka was at least twenty years old, she was as innocent and

naive as a child. Her communication and thinking abilities seemed underdeveloped. On the contrary,

her strong sexual desire and skillful techniques surpassed those of any mature woman.
"Kuki's henchmen recruit young girls through bribery, abduction, and even kidnapping, then raise them

like have no ability to think or resist. They are forced to film pornographic videos,

engage in prostitution, or are even sold as pets to the wealthy," Natsuki said to me in a very soft voice.
"They... are doing such heinous things..." I couldn't help but sigh, looking at the pitiful Ayaka,

never expecting her to have such a tragic experience. "But Inspector... the Kuki organization is huge, and besides, we

don't even know who their leader is."
"This isn't something that can be done overnight. This is a mission secretly assigned to me by the Superintendent General. We can only investigate

covertly and wait until we've collected enough evidence before we can take them all down."
"Superintendent General...?" That's the highest-ranking official in the entire Metropolitan Police Department, while Natsuki's father,

the Commissioner General, is more of a politician. Although he holds a high position and great power, he doesn't have

the same authority over all the police forces in Japan as the Superintendent General.
"Do you understand now? There are yakuza informants everywhere in the police station. You can't even trust Takayama."
"Yes..." I suddenly felt a heavy burden on my shoulders. Could Natsuki and I really take down

the second largest yakuza gang in Japan? It was like a pipe dream. But now, there was no

other way but to grit our teeth and keep going. "Then... what should we do now...?"
"First..." Natsuki walked to her desk, gently opened a drawer, and took out a fist-

sized metal object. "You need to wear this."
"This is..." I leaned closer to examine it. It was a cylindrical metal cage with

a cat's-eye , and the streamlined side walls were finely perforated, with only a two-finger-thick

hole at the back. It looked very much like...
"A chastity belt." Natsuki said without any attempt to hide it. "I borrowed this specifically from the evidence room."
"A chastity belt...?" I stared wide-eyed at the exquisitely crafted, condom-shaped metal

chastity belt, a little panicked.
"Yes, for the safety of me and Ayaka, starting today, you two will have to move into my house.

But what you did to Ayaka last night..."
So she deliberately dumped Ayaka on me to test if I was lustful... But how many men can

resist Ayaka's temptation... In a way, I felt more like I was framed by Natsuki.
"I... I understand..." I reluctantly grabbed the chastity belt on the table, about to turn around.
"Where are you going?" Natsuki asked in a commanding tone, sounding more like she was telling me to stop.
"Of course, I'm going to..."
"Put it on right here," Natsuki said coldly. "How can I know if you're

really wearing it if I don't see it with my own eyes?"
No way... doesn't she have any sense of shame that a woman should have...? It suddenly occurred to me that this

might be the true meaning of what she meant by "not being able to be a man."
"Ryunosuke, what are you daydreaming about?"
"Yes..." I never imagined I'd been forced into this situation. Exposing

my genitals in front of this cold-faced female boss? Even as a man, I couldn't help feeling a pang of shame. But now I had no right

to object . I reached for my waistband and unbuckled it. "Inspector Kiyoshi..."
"Do you want me to help you? Stop dawdling," she said impatiently.
I paused for a moment, then finally steeled myself and pulled down my trousers. My blue briefs and hairy

thighs were exposed before her. The slight bulge in the front of my underwear would have seemed

lewd to any woman...
But Natsuki's expression remained unchanged. Her beautiful face was still expressionless, her deep

eyes scrutinizing my lower body before she tilted her head slightly. "Take off your underwear too."
"Okay..." I obeyed her instructions, pulling down the sides of my underwear slowly. First, I saw my

thick, dark pubic hair, then the base of my penis, the folds of my scrotum, and then even the glans was

mostly .
"Daddy..." Ayaka seemed to have overcome her fear; her cheeks were flushed, and she was staring intently at my

genitals, breathing heavily.
With a slight tug, the panties were completely off my genitals, and my sense of security

vanished . I held the chastity belt in one hand, pointing the hole towards my lower abdomen, and with the other hand

, I lifted my trembling penis and slowly inserted it. The gleaming silver metal monster swallowed my flesh bit by bit,

and soon the glans reached its limit. I fiddled with the pull ring at the bottom a few times, feeling the base of my penis

gradually tighten, and then with a "click," it locked tightly onto my body. The cage was small,

barely enveloping my penis; the intense tightness made it hard to imagine the serious consequences if I accidentally got

an erection .
"Very good, Ryunosuke, you can leave now." Natsuki smiled with satisfaction.
"Yes..." I pulled up my pants, the heavy metal chastity belt feeling like a lead weight hanging from my crotch, hard and

cold. I glanced at Ayaka again with concern, my heart filled with mixed emotions.
Stepping out of the section chief's office, Takayama was sitting in front of his computer, intently looking at something. I

walked over, and the "lead weight" began to tug and pull at my penis.
"Takayama, what are you doing..." I followed his gaze to the computer monitor and saw only

a . In the picture, I was sitting on the toilet, my hands covering my crotch, my face full of terror. This was

the picture that Hayami Natsue had taken with her phone.
"Haha, Ryunosuke, how did someone take such a picture?" Takayama almost burst out laughing.
"Where...where did you get this? Did Inspector Hayami give it to you?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Inspector Hayami? Ha, no, I don't know who posted it in the police station's public mailbox, but now

probably everyone in the station has seen it." He covered his mouth, but his eyes still narrowed with laughter.
I looked up and inadvertently noticed that many of my colleagues were looking at me, their expressions the same as Takayama's.
"Hayami Natsue!" She actually published such an embarrassing photo, I

roared . I planned to go to her office to confront her, but as I took my first step in my anger, I used too much force,

and the chastity belt slammed hard against my scrotum, causing an instant, excruciating pain. "Ah..." I cried out in surprise and

immediately squatted down on the ground.
"Ryu... ha... Ryunosuke... are you alright?" Takayama patted my back and asked with a smile.
"N-no... I'm fine..." My anger instantly subsided to half. After a long while, I slowly

stood up and walked step by step toward the floor of the Second Investigation Division. Along the way, many male and female colleagues whispered behind my

back, but I could only pretend not to hear them.
"Knock, knock, knock," I knocked on Hayami's office door.
"Come in," her voice came from inside.
I opened the door, and she was sitting leisurely in her chair. When she saw me, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"Oh, Inspector Akiyama, what brings you here?"
"You...you know perfectly well what I'm talking about." I retorted, slightly embarrassed.
"Huh? I don't know anything about it."
"...That photo, you actually sent it!"
Natsue finally burst out laughing. "Who told you to team up with that stupid woman Natsuki to go

against me in order to please her? This is the price." As she spoke, she turned the monitor of the computer on her desk towards me,

which also showed that indecent photo of me. "Haha, you look pretty good in photos."
"You despicable woman..." Helpless because her rank was higher than mine, all I could do was vent

like this .
"Tsk tsk tsk, what a pathetic little man. He got so angry but didn't dare do anything?" She stood up,

gracefully walked to the office door, and gently closed it.
"Why did you close the door? Are you afraid your subordinates will find out the truth?"
"Hehe, of course not. I'm doing this for your own good." She put her hand on my shoulder,

pressing her body against my back. "The feeling of a chastity belt, it must be unpleasant, right?"
"How could you..." I quickly shut my mouth, but it was too late.
"I only suspected it. I didn't expect that perverted woman, Natsuki, would actually make you wear that chastity belt?"
"No..." Although I knew it was just futile resistance, I still denied it.
"No?" Xia Jiang hugged me from behind at this moment, her soft breasts pressing against my back. "Mmm

... I want to make love..."
The sudden physical contact and moaning aroused my body reflexively, and my

penis instantly became engorged and swollen, but it was forcefully stopped by the metal cage tightly binding it. The intense

, throbbing pain felt like being hit by a hard object. "Ah..."
"Ha, just as I thought." Xia Jiang pushed me away triumphantly, and I staggered a few steps and collapsed onto her desk.

"Now you can't deny it anymore."
I didn't care about anything else, and covered my groin with both hands, but because of the cage, I couldn't reach the painful

area at all, and could only let it freely send painful electric currents through my body. "You..." "Don't misunderstand, I'm here to help you." As she spoke, she took out a key from her pocket and turned it
on her finger .

"...Could it be..." After the pain subsided, the lingering soreness only intensified, and my legs

began to weaken.
"Oh? You haven't seen it before? This is your lifeline." She said, leaning closer and

bowing as she spoke. "I'm acquainted with Minako in the evidence room. She told me that the perverted woman wanted to borrow the chastity belt,

so I specifically asked her to keep a spare key. How about it, want to beg me?"
"...What exactly are you up to!?" Of course, I wasn't stupid enough to think she was a good person.
"Oh dear, have you seen through me?" At this moment, she reached out and lightly stroked my buttocks.
"Haa..." This teasing stimulation was like adding insult to injury; the gradually lessening pain instantly

intensified.
"Of course, it's still the same question. Who is that woman? What exactly is Natsuki plotting?"
"I can't say..." I endured the excruciating pain. Since the inspector told me I couldn't reveal it to anyone, she

was no exception.
"Hmph, I'll see how long you can hold out." Xia Jiang pressed one hand against my back,

forcing my body against the desk. Her other hand moved to my buttocks, her slender fingers tracing the crevice

, the increasing pleasure almost instantly turning into pain, an intense agony that rendered me

utterly unable to resist.
"Ugh..."
"Hey, are you a masochist? Enduring this without saying anything isn't good for your body."
"No matter how much you threaten me... it's useless..." I forced out those words with all my might.
"Fine." Xia Jiang released her hand.
The relentless torment finally stopped. I gasped for breath, my buttocks convulsing, and it took me a while

to finally manage to stand up.
"I'll let you off the hook today, but you'll be begging me in three days." She shook

the keys in her hand a few more times. "But I won't agree so easily then."
I didn't respond, just glared at her, then clutched my waist and limped out.
In the afternoon, I sat alone at my desk, my penis still throbbing. Bored, I glanced

around the room. Takayama wasn't there; some of my colleagues were working diligently, others were napping at their desks. Then

I noticed a man dressed as a postman enter. He carried a small package,

looked , and then walked straight towards me.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Ryunosuke Akiyama?" he asked politely.
"Yes… that's me."
"This is your package." He placed the package in front of me, bowed respectfully, and then turned and left

.
What is this…? I hadn't ordered anything, and no one had said they were sending me anything. I suspiciously

tore open the outer packaging. Inside was a roughly made wooden box. Sliding open the lid, I

examined it closely. It resembled the packaging of an adult film. To my surprise, the naked woman on the cover poster was Ayaka. My penis twitched. I tried my best not to think about lewd things and managed to suppress

my desire . 　　The box was filled with all sorts of DVDs, and without exception, the protagonist was Ayaka. So it really was as Natsuki said, that Ayaka had been Kuki's slave... I felt even more sorry for her. 　　"Ryunosuke." 　　Hearing Natsuki's voice, I looked around and found her standing behind me. I was sitting there, holding these pornographic DVDs... 　　"Inspector, let me explain..." 　　"What do you want to explain?" 　　"These things were just now..." 　　"I ordered them." She interrupted me. 　　"This is Inspector...?" 　　"Of course, Ayaka is our only lead right now, and we can only start our investigation from this direction." 　　A terrifying thought arose in my mind. "Inspector, you mean we're going to watch these videos ...?" 　　"Yes, at my house tonight." Natsuki answered without hesitation. 　　"But I'm wearing..." I suddenly stopped, noticing that there were other people around. 　　"That's your own business, none of my concern." She replied coldly. "If you can still get an erection while investigating a case , you're a completely incompetent police officer, aren't you?" 　　"You're right..." I couldn't refute her rebuke. 　　"Good to know." Natsuki turned and walked into the office. 　　I sat there alone, flipping through the DVDs. The pictures on the back of the packaging showed Ayaka entangled with several men at the same time, and even scenes of her being abused. Seeing this, my lower body trembled slightly. Tonight ... I'll die. 　　For the next few hours, I hardly left my seat, because even taking two steps would be enough to shorten my lifespan by several years. It wasn't until it was time to leave work that Natsuki brought Ayaka to me. She didn't say a word, just looked at me, and then walked outside, with Ayaka following closely behind, not daring to fall behind. 　　"Inspector!" I quickly stood up and staggered after her. 　　When we reached the door, Natsuki smiled and said to Ayaka, "Wait for me here, Mom will go get the car." 　　"Okay." Ayaka nodded, and she secretly glanced at me when Natsuki wasn't looking. 　　A moment later, an elegant black convertible pulled up in front of the police station. Ayaka skipped and hopped to the passenger seat, opened the door, and got in. I took a few steps with difficulty and walked to the car door as well . 　　"Ryunosuke, subordinates don't have the right to sit in a car driven by their superiors, don't you think that's very disrespectful to me?" 　　"Do you... expect me to walk...?" 　　"Of course not, I won't do that to you, but you have to pay." She gave me a fake smile. 　　"What? How much...?" I asked incredulously. 　　Natsuki's deep pupils darted around in her eyes, and she said softly, "Ten thousand yen." 　　"That...that's one-tenth of my monthly salary..." I stared at this price that was almost like robbery. 　　"Shut up." She said coldly, "I've made up my mind, if you don't agree, you're fired." 　　"Yes..." I obediently got in.

Chapter Four? A Confession from the Body

"Ryunosuke... um... you're... mine now." Xia Jiang's slender body straddled me, her

smooth skin soaked with sweat, her pert breasts bouncing wildly. Semen... this

woman dry, just a little bit more...
a few hours ago.
"Ugh..." I felt dizzy and vomited uncontrollably on the toilet.
"Dad... are you alright?" Ayaka patted my back gently, looking worried.
"Useless man." Natsuki stood at the bathroom door, saying indifferently.
"It's all Mom's fault!" Ayaka blurted out, and seeing Natsuki's cold gaze fixed on her, she

lowered her head . "...the car..."
"Don't worry... I... I'm fine..."
"Here." At this moment, Natsuki slowly walked over and handed me a towel.
"Thank you... Inspector..." I took the towel and wiped my mouth.
She watched me finish before slowly saying, "That's a rag, for cleaning the toilet."
"..." I stared at her blankly, speechless.
"After you're done cleaning, then do my laundry."
"Ayaka can help..." Ayaka hadn't finished speaking.
"No, that's his job." Natsuki patted my head, like grooming a dog's

fur . "Ryunosuke, we made a promise."
"Yes, Inspector, but we won't have time for dinner..."
"Don't worry about dinner, I'll prepare it." She answered firmly, seemingly very

confident. "Ayaka, come with me, Mom needs a reliable helper."
"Okay!" Ayaka answered excitedly, then hurriedly caught up with her.
"Probably the most unreliable person," I thought to myself...
After carefully wiping the toilet seat I'd soiled, I searched the bathroom. Natsuki's house was

spacious , even the bathroom. A huge frosted glass wall separated the washroom and shower area.

In the corner next to the glass door stood a half-person-high hardwood wardrobe; this was probably where the dirty

clothes . I squatted down and casually opened the wardrobe door. A pile of clothes instantly spilled out,

almost burying me alive. I calmed myself down and realized these weren't just clothes; they were all women's underwear

... all sorts of bras and panties, and a few sheer nightgowns... Could I have made a mistake...? I

looked around there was nowhere else to store clothes, so I finally felt relieved.
I piled them all by the sink, randomly pulling out a pair of pink silk panties. They looked

clean; there was no need to wash them. But I still methodically dripped a few drops of laundry detergent on them and listlessly

rubbed them. Each pair of panties was vastly different: white stockings, deep purple lace—it

reminded me of Natsuki wearing them. Because of her lineage, her skin was exceptionally fair,

a whiteness that even ordinary Japanese women, confined to their homes from birth, could hardly emulate. If it weren't for her

intimidating personality, her alluring red lips, deep eyes, and the beauty mark beneath her eye would surely

sway any man, not to mention her mature, naked beauty… ugh… lewd thoughts sent

a sharp pain through my groin.
Suddenly, I noticed a pair of panties that stood out from the crowd. The difference wasn't in their style, but

in what stained them. On the crotch of the light blue low-rise panties, though not very obvious, there were undoubtedly

traces of blood—menstrual blood… My heart skipped a beat. Even such a cold-blooded woman couldn't escape

the female menstrual cycle. Humans are humans after all; God is fair.
"Dad...?" Only then did I notice Ayaka standing in the doorway, looking at me with a puzzled expression.

No wonder was a miracle Natsuki hadn't noticed.
"Ayaka, what's wrong...?" I quickly tossed the underwear into the sink.
"Dinner's ready! We can eat!" Her expression vanished in an instant, and she skipped away.
I washed my hands and followed her to the dining room. Natsuki was cutting her steak into pieces,

just like when she ate her chocolate cake. She didn't stop when she saw me. "Let's eat first."
I nodded obediently and sat down at my seat. Ayaka sat opposite me. The table was

laden with a variety of dishes, looking incredibly appetizing. I picked up a piece with my chopsticks and put it in

my mouth. The taste... even a restaurant chef couldn't compare. Natsuki's confidence wasn't unfounded; she was

indeed a very good cook. I just hadn't expected someone with her personality to be interested in cooking.
"Is it good?" Natsuki looked at me and asked calmly.
"Hmm..." I nodded silently, still savoring the aroma of the dish.
"What's this? If you don't like it, don't eat it." Seeing my noncommittal expression, she seemed angry.
"Delicious...delicious..." I nodded frantically, afraid that if I hesitated even a moment, she would really kick me off the table.
"Ayaka, bring that over." Natsuki said gently.
"Yes..." Ayaka's expression was a little strange. She slowly walked into the kitchen and came out carrying a

small plate.
"What...is this?" I asked, puzzled, looking at the bright green vegetables on the plate.
"Just ordinary spinach, try it." Natsuki's eyes gleamed.
"But it doesn't look like it at all..." Judging from its strange shape, it definitely

had nothing to do with spinach...
"Shut up, eat it." Natsuki's tone suddenly turned stern.
"Yes..." I cautiously took a bite. At first, I didn't feel anything, but after

chewing it only twice, a strong, nauseating taste filled my mouth, and I almost fainted. "This

...uh...Inspector..."
"This is my specialty dish. Ayaka just tasted it. How was it?" Natsuki looked at me

confidently .
I swallowed back the stomach acid that was about to rise from my throat, and tears immediately streamed down my face. Not wanting to provoke this

woman—that was the only thing on my mind. I glanced helplessly at Ayaka, whose sympathetic gaze

happened fall on me as well.
"Delicious...absolutely delicious..."
"Hey, there's no need to pretend to cry," she said angrily, then whispered, "Although Ayaka was like that

just now too..."
"Hmm..." I tried my best to suppress my stomach, forcing a painful smile. Strangely, Natsuki

was still looking at me... "Inspector, what's wrong...?"
"Eat." She pushed the plate of food towards me again. "Eat it all if you like it."
"Eat it all...?" Natsuki had never been so "kind" to me before, but now it felt like

the end of the world . "Inspector, aren't you going to eat...?"
"This is the only dish I've never tried before, and I'm afraid that if I do, I'll never be able to make it taste the same again."
Indeed, if her sense of taste was normal... It was strange that a woman so skilled at cooking would

make such inhumane food... and judging from her confident demeanor, this dish had already

received "positive reviews" from many people. They were probably all afraid of her, I quickly came to the conclusion. "Ryunosuke,

eat it all right in front of me." She rested her chin on her hand, tilting her head and staring at me intently.
"..." I looked at Ayaka, who quickly lowered her head to avoid my gaze.
"Is there a problem?" Natsuki asked again in her numb, declarative tone.
"No, no problem..." I grabbed a leaf of greens, gritted my teeth, and stuffed it all into my mouth. The

nauseating taste almost destroyed my sanity, and tears streamed down my face. When I swallowed the last

bite, I finally collapsed onto the table, unable to hold on any longer.
Natsuki and Ayaka quickly finished eating.
"Ayaka, want to go take a bath with Mom?" Natsuki asked with a smile.
"Ayaka wants to go with Dad..."
"Ryunosuke, are you willing?" She turned and glared at me sharply.
"No..." I shook my head desperately.
"See, he doesn't want to." She took Ayaka's hand, and the two of them walked towards the restaurant entrance. "Eat your meal

and get back to work. No slacking off."
"But..." I was about to say I couldn't go to the bathroom when the two of them had already left.
Finally, I could eat in peace. In fact, I hadn't had a

proper meal , and today's ordeal had really tormented me. I picked up a slice of sashimi with my chopsticks.
"Ryunosuke! You come here!" Natsuki's roar came from far

away , sounding extremely angry.
Almost instantly, I was in front of her. "Inspector...?" She stood

by the bathroom sink, right where that huge pile of underwear was.
"What is this..." Natsuki's eyes were sharper than ever before, looking as if she wanted to kill someone. Ayaka

stood far behind her, clearly frightened.
"...Underwear?" I hesitated for a moment before answering timidly.
"I'm asking you why my underwear is here!" Natsuki's cheeks flushed slightly, I didn't know

if it was from anger or something else, but it was an expression I had never seen on her face before.
"...You didn't mean for me to do the laundry..." I gradually realized I had made a huge mistake, and my legs went weak.
"I said clothes, clothes! Not underwear!" Her voice grew increasingly hoarse. "The dirty clothes

are all piled up on the balcony, and you lecherous bastard actually..." She choked, her face still flushed. "
..." My legs instinctively started to back away.
"Stop right there!" I froze, and the bathroom fell silent.

Ayaka's petite body trembled, while Natsuki glared at me fiercely. After a long while, her emotions calmed down

a bit. "Ryunosuke, have you...done anything strange...?"
"No...absolutely not!" I hadn't expected her to think of me as that kind of perverted man...
"Hmph..." Natsuki glanced at me and turned away. "Ayaka, let's take a shower."
"Then I'll go first..."
"You're not allowed to leave. If you want to live, you'd better stand here and not move."
"Yes..." I obediently stood at attention against the wall.
Natsuki opened the glass door and went inside with Ayaka. Through the glass wall,

two Natsuki helped Ayaka remove her top and skirt, revealing her exposed fleshy outline. I

had seen Ayaka naked before, so even from the blurry figure, I could roughly imagine what she looked like now:

a pair of full, plump breasts, swollen as if about to burst with milk; every inch of her skin as

smooth as a baby's; the alluring curves between her buttocks… My penis was starting to stir again… The swollen corpus cavernosum already

filled the iron cage of the chastity belt; if it swelled any further, it would inevitably bring a terrible price. I

closed my eyes without hesitation. Natsuki had ordered me to stand here to take revenge through this method; I

hadn't …
“Mommy’s breasts are so beautiful.” At this moment, Ayaka’s childlike voice drifted into my ears. It seemed that

the inspector was also starting to undress. “Her figure is good too… mmm…” Suddenly, Ayaka’s sweet voice forced me to open my eyes

again . The two women stood not far apart, the taller, more slender figure's hand resting on

the other's chest.
"Mom...don't be so rough...ah..." What was the inspector doing...? Suddenly,

the sound of a shower came from inside, and the bathroom gradually filled with steam, making it difficult to see clearly. "Oh...Ayaka's breasts

are all deformed...uh...ah..." How could I not get an erection hearing such lewd moans...my penis swelled with

each , a crushing pain relentlessly washing over me.
"Here...not here...hum...uh...ah..." Ayaka kept

begging for mercy , but her lust seemed to grow stronger. "My...clitoris...Mom's pinching it...uh..."
There was still no sound from the inspector inside. Although this was meant to punish me, it was going too far. I

covered and collapsed against the wall.
"Ayaka...it feels so good...Mommy...hmm...it's already...hmm...it's already...

ah...no...don't wash it here with water...ah...it feels so strange...hmm ah..." Ayaka's

voice never stopped. I could almost imagine how Natsuki was playing with her, as if I

were seeing . It hurt so much...If it weren't for the chastity belt on my penis, it would feel like heaven right now, but in reality, I was locked up...

I was plunged into a carnal hell, tormented by the pain.
"Ah! Anus...no...don't touch...uh...ah! It hurts so much...stop

...don't go in...please don't..." My legs gave way, and I slumped onto

the tiled floor. The burning pain in my penis was driving me insane.
But then the situation suddenly changed. "Ayaka...you...what are you doing...no...don't...

ah..." Natsuki's first words ended with a moan. Could such a cold woman make such

a sound ? This magical moan was undoubtedly several times stronger than Ayaka's. A sharp pain shot through my penis.
"Ayaka...uh...make Mom feel good too..." Once Ayaka's desire was aroused, it was impossible to stop her

easily . I knew this all too well.
"Wait...don't lick there...uh...ha...stop...I'm going to get...get angry

..."
A sucking sound came from inside. Soon the steam dissipated, and two figures lay overlapping on

the ground , Ayaka seemingly on top of Natsuki. "Ayaka, stop...stop it..."

I hadn't expected Natsuki to be so sensitive. A few teasing touches and she was completely powerless to resist, letting Ayaka

do as she pleased.
"Mommy's leaking so much liquid...mmm..."
"Ugh...don't touch...uh...Ryu...Ryunosuke...what are you standing there for? Get

Ayaka off me..." I struggled to my feet, hunching over as I ran to the bathroom door.
"But Inspector...you're not wearing any clothes..." I was afraid I couldn't control my desires.

If it weren't for that chastity belt, I probably would have already gone in... "Ayaka, listen to me, stop now."
"But...Mommy's body looks so happy...her nipples are erect..."
"Ayaka! Stop talking..." Natsuki had completely lost her composure this time, probably not wanting to lose face in front of me again.
"Daddy'll let you play with his penis later, please spare Mommy." I blurted out in a moment of inspiration.
"Oh..." With Ayaka's response, their bodies slowly separated.
I took two steps back and waited patiently. A short while later, Natsuki came out dressed, her clothes slightly

disheveled , probably because she hadn't bothered to tidy them. A slight blush lingered on her face, her brows furrowed slightly,

and she said in a low voice, "Please forgive Mom...?"
I then realized that my words had undoubtedly offended her authority and quickly said, "I...I'm sorry, Inspector

...I acted rashly just now..."
"I'm going to sleep!" She turned and walked towards the door.
"But didn't we agree to watch those DVDs tonight to investigate the clues..." I tried to be

as .
"I'm going to sleep!" Natsuki repeated, this time seeming genuinely angry.
"Dad, let's go play." Ayaka, however, acted as if nothing had happened, walking up to me and

gently touching my genitals.
"Ayaka! Come with me." Natsuki said sternly.
"Yes..."
"Ryunosuke, you'll sleep on the sofa in the living room tonight."
"Inspector, aren't there empty rooms..." I clearly noticed that her house had at least three bedrooms.
"That's an order!" Natsuki's men had already left.
That night, I lay alone on the sofa, carefully recalling the scenes that had unfolded in the bathroom. That Natsuki

... although she appeared to be an ice queen on the surface, was she actually more sensitive than Ayaka...? Her expression, a mixture of

anger and shyness, the sudden, lewd moan in her cold voice—this indescribable

allure was unmatched by any other woman in the world. The desire it brought was even more ferocious, yet that

desire wasn't lust, but a desire for conquest.
"Beep beep beep, beep beep beep." Just then, my phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Is this Mr. Akiyama Ryunosuke?"
"Yes, it is. May I ask who you are...?"
"I'm the owner of Hirai Tavern. We've already closed, but there's a drunk female customer

who insists you come and pick her up in person before she'll leave."
"Do you know her name?" She insists I come and pick her up in person? Could it be Miki...? I shook my head. She

should already be out of Tokyo.
"Miss, is your name... Hayami... Natsue?" A noisy

voice came from the other end of the phone. "It's Miss Hayami Natsue. Please come and pick her up. If this keeps up, my staff and I will have to

work overtime."
Hayami Natsue, why is she contacting me...? "Okay, I'll be right there. What's the address...?"
Twenty minutes later, I pushed open the door of Hirai Tavern. The owner's brows immediately relaxed when he saw me.
"You've finally arrived. Miss Hayami is over there." He pointed to a table against the wall, where Natsue

was slumped over as if asleep, with two empty bottles on the table. "She's been making a ruckus for so long. It only just calmed down

. Business is really tough with customers like this." The kind owner sighed.
"I'm so sorry." I bowed to him apologetically and then went straight to Natsue's side. "Inspector Hayami,

Inspector Hayami." I gently nudged her shoulder, but there was no movement. I had no choice but to hold her

shoulders and help her sit up.
"Akiyama...-kun..." She was somewhat awake, looking at me with hazy eyes, her pale

lips, now devoid of lipstick, twitching slightly.
"Inspector Hayami, are you..." Just as I relaxed and was about to ask what was going on, she pounced

on me and kissed my lips deeply. Caught off guard, I felt her moist lips gently caressing my

mouth ; her eyes were half-closed, completely absorbed. The tavern owner also noticed everything and

stared in a daze from a distance.
"Akiyama-kun... take me home..." After saying that, she fainted in my arms again. To

avoid troubling the owner, I carried Natsue on my back and walked to the street. It was so late, and the street was really deserted. It was

a secluded alley, with nothing but dim streetlights. Speaking of which...

where does Inspector Hayami live...? We've only known each other for two days, and... why did she suddenly kiss me...? She must have been drinking...

"She must be drunk... If she lives in a police-provided apartment, it shouldn't be far from my house. There's no

other way, so I just kept walking down the street.
Xia Jiang was still wearing her uniform as usual, so my hand was only separated from her thigh by a

thin layer of black stockings. Her legs were slender, but still very soft,

encased , feeling like... What am I thinking... a chastity belt on my penis... I quickly dismissed

the wicked thoughts from my head.
"You know... that stupid woman, Natsuki..." Xia Jiang on my back uttered a weak voice.
"Inspector Hayami, what did you say...? Where do you live...?"
"Natsuki, she... fell in love with you..." Her words undoubtedly shocked me.
"What nonsense are you talking about... that woman..." Of course I didn't believe it.

How could the woman who always took pleasure in humiliating and exploiting me, the woman who always maintained the lofty dignity of a superior in front of me, possibly...
"I know... Natsuki and I have always been good friends in college..."
"Inspector, are you drunk?" I listened to her saying these strange things, the content of which was becoming more and more outrageous.
"In college, I had a boyfriend named Akiyama Haruya, who died in a car accident one day... You

and he look a lot like each other... but he was more handsome... and had a better physique than you..."
"But this has nothing to do with Inspector Kisaki..." I was naturally a little annoyed to hear her belittle herself like this,

but I finally understood why Natsue had kissed me when she was delirious, but more doubts

followed .
"The day before he died, he asked me to break up... because the person he loved was Natsuki..." At this moment, I

felt something warm and wet on my collar. Was it tears? "That woman... she's

better , but even Zhiye, I never thought she'd go after Zhiye too..."
"So..." I gradually realized she wasn't just talking nonsense. It turned out they both loved

the same man, which is why they'd become such bitter rivals. Do I look a lot like Zhiye...?
"Natsuki only doesn't hide her bad habit of chopping food when she's eating with her closest people...

She was like that with me, and with Zhiye too, and with you yesterday too..." Not just yesterday, even tonight's steak

... I thought back carefully, she'd had this habit since the first time she forced me to treat her to dinner...

Could it be...? I still couldn't believe it.
"I'm home, put me down." Natsue's legs tried to break free from my grasp, so I released her.
I looked around; we were still quite a distance from the police apartment. "Inspector Hayami..." Before

I could speaking, a loud "boom" rang in my ears, and then everything went black; I passed out.
When I woke up, it was still pitch black. But the difference was stark: I was lying down, on

something very soft… a bed? My police instincts told me my hands were bound. I tried to pull my wrists,

but all I got was pain and the sound of metal—police handcuffs! All of this made me gradually recall what had just happened…
“You’re awake?” A voice came from the darkness. I struggled to lift my head. In the moonlight, I could only see

a pair of smooth, long legs crossed; the rest of her body was hidden in shadow. The voice was very familiar; it

was clearly Xia Jiang, who had just been talking to me.
“Inspector Hayami… this is…”
“Do you like it? The feeling of being a prisoner.” She stood up and slowly stepped out of the shadows. I was surprised to see

a completely different Xia Jiang. She wore a black mask over her eyes and a bright red Chinese cheongsam with

slits that seemed to reach her upper thighs, making her look extremely alluring. “Do you remember the story from earlier?”
“What you told me earlier was just… a… story?” I had believed her so easily, even though she

was clearly a woman full of schemes and plots.
"Pretty much, but the protagonist is different from reality. I stole Natsuki's boyfriend."
Her voice was slightly different from usual, a weak whisper mixed with soft moans, full of allure.

Just like that, my lower body began to stir.
"What are you going to...do to me..." I realized I was being held captive by this woman, completely at

her mercy.
"Who knows?" She answered casually, then moved her body slightly. She raised

one thigh, still covered by black stockings, but I could see all the way to the top of her thigh, even

half of her bare buttocks. Her soft skin reflected the moonlight; any man would be aroused by such a sight. Her

feet, resting on the sheets, moved slowly, her slender legs stretching out,

approaching ...
Even without touching, my body would react subtly, and this reaction was the most terrifying

excitement I felt right now. My corpus cavernosum was gradually swelling, and the part of my penis that was beginning to harden was already throbbing with pain. "Inspector,

no ... I'm still... I'm still wearing my chastity belt..."
"Oh dear, you're already begging for mercy? You'll ruin my mood."
"Hmm..." Her foot touched my scrotum at that moment. Even through my pants, I could

easily feel her cold instep absorbing my body heat. "Stop..." My penis was

swelling , and the excruciating pain was becoming increasingly intense.
"I'm starting to understand why Natsuki likes a man like you. Although you seem obedient on the surface, you're constantly resisting

deep down . You really have a personality that arouses women's desires!" She used the instep of her foot to bounce my scrotum,

and then suddenly put it down.
"Inspector... no..." I tried my best not to feel any pleasure, and all my muscles were tense. Has

this woman gone mad?
"Oh la oh la." She repeatedly manipulated my scrotum, and the up-and-down vibrations made my body

stiffen . The pain had made my whole body covered in cold sweat.
"Why...why are you doing this..."
"Oh, you still have the ability to think, as expected of Inspector Akiyama. I just wanted to get revenge on that stupid woman, Natsuki

, who always tries to compete with me...and she's so beautiful..." She

gritted her teeth , her foot beginning to grind against my scrotum. "How about that? Let's see how you dodge this time. I'll

get harder and harder."
"Ah..." Sure enough, her body gradually tilted, her entire weight slowly shifting onto that foot.

The tingling sensation in my scrotum began to turn into pain, and my legs instinctively clamped together tightly. If this continued

…
“Akiyama-kun’s adorable testicles are about to shatter, huh? Even I feel a little sorry for them.” Yet,

a ghostly smile lingered on her face, her eyes gleefully enjoying the contorted pain on my face.
“Stop…” I didn’t know how to stop her anymore. “This is a… crime!”
“A crime? A beautiful female police inspector abusing a poor male officer? Who would believe that? Haha!” She

laughed triumphantly . “But you’re in a bad situation. The charge of breaking and raping your female superior is easily

solved by tearing two pieces of clothing. The bar owner can attest that I was completely drunk, can’t he? Ha.”
“You despicable! Despicable woman!” I roared, venting my pain in my groin.
“Hmph, it’s unwise to humiliate the woman who holds your life in her hands.” At that moment, she released

my legs, bent down, and unzipped my pants.
"What...do you want to do..." I twisted and tried to resist, but she held me down with her slender yet strong arms

, and my pants were easily pulled down. She knelt on the ground, her upper body between my legs, and with great interest,

she extended a finger and pressed it against my genitals through my underwear.
"Hmm..." I tried to suppress my emotions, but the pain made me inevitably make sounds, and

excitement turned them into groans.
"It hurts there, doesn't it? If I keep teasing you like this, I wonder if Akiyama-kun's lower body will be ruined

?"
"No...ah..." Suddenly, Xia Jiang swallowed my scrotum through my underwear like a wolf, and

I could feel the sensation of my testicles being stirred by her tongue in her mouth, while my penis burned with pain. This

feeling of pleasure and pain intertwined was unbearable. Then she opened her mouth, pressed her lips against mine, and breathed softly. The warm,

wet sensation seeped through my underwear, amplifying the pain many times over. "Haa... Inspector... Stop

... Stop it..."
"Huh? You're calling me Inspector again? You really are an indecisive man." She teased.
"Torturing me like this... isn't really revenge on Natsuki..."
"Of course not, but if I make you completely submissive, a man who only submits to me, that stupid woman Natsuki

will taste the bitterness of having her lover stolen again." This time she even pulled down my underwear,

revealing my scrotum, already slick with saliva, and my painfully erect penis. "Well, admit defeat now?"
"Never..."
To be continued
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