OL Misaki's Resume 6

Chapter Six: Slave
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"I still...don't want to see your wife."
Misa stood nervously at the door of Sahara's house.
A few days ago, Sahara had let Yusuke rape Misa at the SM hotel, and today he was bringing her back to his home, knowing his wife was also there. She
really didn't understand what Sahara was thinking. How was he going to explain this to his wife?
Sahara forcefully pulled Misa inside.
When the beautiful woman, around forty years old and wearing a kimono, appeared, Misa was genuinely surprised.
Willow-leaf eyebrows, gentle eyes, smiling lips…this woman exuded elegance and aristocratic bearing, yet she didn't seem arrogant.
"This is Miss Yuuki Misa."
"Hello, please come in."
Hearing her say this, Misa felt guilty; her initial repulsion had completely vanished, replaced by unease.
Sahara introduced her as his wife, Kinue; she wondered how Kinue would react after learning the truth.
Entering the living room, Misa still couldn't relax.
"You seem uneasy."
"Why did you call me here..."
"Because I want you and Kinue to get along peacefully."
"This... after she found out about us..."
"She already knew."
Hearing Sahara's words, Misa was speechless.
Kinue brought tea and snacks. Like Sahara, she had a gentle smile on her face, which could only be assumed that she knew about her husband's impotence and was therefore quite at ease.
Did she know that Sahara would do such a shameless thing? Sahara would never do anything unusual to such an elegant woman. At most, he would caress her with his fingers and mouth. Thinking of this, Misa felt both jealous and envious of Kinue.
"The coffee is also good, but tea is for our countrymen. This tea is very fragrant."
"If it doesn't suit Miss Misa's taste, we can change it to coffee."
Kinue said when she saw that Misa hadn't touched the coffee.
"No... I don't have much time today, I have to take my leave soon."
Why didn't she shake off Sahara's hand and refuse to come in? Misa regretted it. She didn't want to meet such a beautiful lady. She hoped to get to know Sahara without knowing anything about him.
"You'll be staying here tonight, so be prepared."
"No..."
She thought it would be like any other time, staying at a hotel. How could she possibly be staying at his house with his wife there?
"Please don't be so polite. I heard about it from your husband."
She didn't know what Sahara had told his wife. Kinue adopted a welcoming expression.
"No, I have something to do."
Misa wished she could disappear from Kinue's sight immediately.
"I didn't hear you had something to do. Did you have a date with your boyfriend?"
Sahara put down his teacup, subtly implying Yusuke.
"Excuse me. "
Misa tried to stand up
. "You can't leave yet."
Sahara grabbed Misa's wrist.
"Please let go..."
Misa was confused, unsure how Kinue felt about Sahara's actions.
"I told you, you won't be going back tonight. You don't need to worry about Kinue."
Sahara pulled hard, and Misa resisted. Sahara pulled Misa closer with even more force.
"No!"
"Do you want to be punished again?"
Sahara ignored his wife's presence, causing Misa to lose her composure.
"No, please let me go."
Misa resisted resolutely. But the thought of losing Sahara if she continued to resist made her heart ache.
"Kinue, the rope."
Sahara pulled Misa down, making her upper body lie on his lap, and said something Misa couldn't believe.
"Didn't you hear me?"
Sahara emphasized to Kinue, who looked confused.
"Looks like you don't understand."
Sahara lifted Misa's skirt, revealing a dark green garter belt matching the skirt.
Sahara then pulled the high-slit panties down to her knees.
As Misa struggled, Sahara slapped her buttocks.
"Ah..."
Misa really didn't want Sahara to see the garter belt she had just bought that night in this situation. Kinue's gaze stung Misa more than the slapped buttocks.
"Be gentle with her..."
Kinue's words made Misa think she had misheard.
"I'm being gentle enough with her. This spanking makes Misa wet, so she likes being punished like this."
Misa was sweating all over, not wanting to suffer any more humiliation in front of Kinue. Misa struggled to lift her body.
Kinue picked up the red rope and handed it to Sahara. Sahara used one hand to press down on Misa's back, binding her hands behind her back.
"Ah...no!"
Her hair was disheveled, her breathing rapid, and Misa's back heaved up and down.
"You two...why are you doing this..."
Misa began to suspect that the two of them had planned this. The spanking and binding her hands seemed the same as before, but the purpose felt completely different.
Hearing Misa's breathless question, Kinue's expression changed slightly.
"Do you hate my husband?"
Misa was confused by Kinue's completely harmless expression.
"Or...do you hate me?"
Misa couldn't understand Kinue's true intentions, so she turned to look at Sahara.
"I want to enjoy happy times with you now, not just you and me, Kinue too. It's nice that we're both women."
Misa was speechless.
"I started training Kinue before the marriage, so she won't resist what I say. She's an absolutely obedient and excellent slave, even more submissive than Misa. It seems Misa hasn't been trained enough."
Training, slave... Hearing Sahara say such things so openly, Misa finally understood the relationship between Sahara and Kinue.
But seeing the quiet and gentle Kinue, she couldn't imagine her as a woman who had been humiliated.
"Kinue, show her the labia ring."
Hearing Kinue swallow, her slightly parted lips trembled as if she wanted to speak.
After a brief silence, Kinue pulled open the front of her kimono in front of Misa and Sahara, revealing a smooth garden when she pulled back the red apron that served as underwear.
Seeing her shaved genitals, just like her own, Misa couldn't help but gasp. When Kinue pulled open her labia, Misa was even more stunned.
A golden ring shone on one of the petals. A thin gold chain, about five or six centimeters long, hung from the ring.
"The labia ring is a sign of obedience, indicating that Kinue is my beloved slave, and not just anyone can wear this ring."
Misa was in turmoil after hearing this.
"Kinue, show her how you caress those beautiful petals with your own hands. Misa hasn't seen other women masturbate before."
After Sahara finished speaking, something unbelievable happened.
Kinue, with a shy expression, rubbed the ringed petals with her delicate fingers.
This shameful act, which she absolutely couldn't let others see, was performed standing there, her kimono pulled open. The expression of her enduring humiliation, on the verge of tears, was beautiful even to Misa, who was also a woman.
"Ah...ah..."
Her beautiful red lips parted wide at times, looking as if she were crying with her brows furrowed.
"Ah...let me do this shameful thing...have mercy on me..." Kinue
showed great obedience to Sahara's command, which moved Misa deeply.
Kinue's body swayed, almost falling over.
"Ah...I'm about to...come..."
Kinue's chest heaved more rapidly, and Misa could almost hear her own heartbeat.
"Ah...I'm coming...oh..."
Kinue's chin jutted forward, her whole body convulsed, her snow-white thighs trembled, and her pulled-up kimono fell down.
Sahara supported Kinue's nearly collapsing body, then pulled up her kimono and licked her wet vulva. Kinue let out a loud moan; Sahara brought her the most intense sensuality, and her body trembled violently.
Misa, seeing this, felt it wasn't real, and at the same time, her own body felt hot.
Sahara helped Kinue sit on the sofa and slipped his hand under Misa's skirt, who was sitting on the same sofa.
"Ah..."
Because the high-slit panties were pulled up to her knees, Sahara's hand immediately reached her vulva. Then he withdrew his hand and presented his wet fingers to Misa.
"It seems you're sensual too. I hope Misa can become like Kinue, and that you become the woman that Kinue and I share. Even if you sleep with other men, your heart will still belong to both of us."
Sahara said suggestively.
"Will you hate me for doing this? I love you. You're the woman my husband has his eye on. I hear about you every day. He says you're a very lovely woman and he wants to have you no matter what. Please don't hate me, okay?"
Misa felt like she had heard these words somewhere before. "Don't hate me..." Remembering those words she'd said to Sahara, she also recalled the urgency she felt when she uttered them.
"Misa is very satisfied with Kinue, that's why she's so wet. Seeing that your clitoris is wet, you're going to lick Misa's vulva now."
"No..."
Misa's hands were bound behind her back, but she still desperately tried to escape. However, Sahara placed Misa on his lap, spreading her snow-white legs.
"No...no..."
Kinue entered between Misa's legs, caressing her smooth labia with her lips, then pulling her vulva apart.
"Ah...so beautiful. Such pretty petals, and the clitoris is so cute."
Kinue's face pressed against Misa's inner thighs.
"No...uh..."
As the gentle tongue softly licked, Misa was immediately assaulted by a powerful wave of sensuality, tilting her chin back and letting out a joyful moan.
2. Sahara and Kinue took her to the basement. There was a spacious wooden house there. There were eight tatami-sized Japanese-style rooms higher up inside, seemingly more fully equipped than any SM hotel. Misa's legs trembled involuntarily.
An X-shaped platform stood about 60-70 centimeters off the ground. There was also a cross by the window. Several whips hung on the wall. A sled and chain hung from the ceiling, and several ropes and various toys were on the wall cabinet.
Just seeing them made her breathless.
A large mirror on the wall made the room appear even larger.
The Japanese-style rooms were already made up. The red quilt was likely intended only for sexual intercourse.
Who would imagine such a secret room in a typical family's basement? It made Misa feel like she had entered another dimension.
"This is the best living room in my house. Are you satisfied?"
Misa's heart was pounding so hard that even Sahara could hear it.
"From now on, the task of dilating Misa's anus will be entrusted to Kinue. You'll be responsible for ensuring the last dilator can be inserted."
"No!"
Sahara's plans were beyond Misa's imagination; he even wanted Kinue to dilate Misa's anus.
"You absolutely cannot refuse. From now on, you must get along well with Kinue, and lay your heart bare. If you want to lay your heart bare, you must first take off your clothes."
"No!"
Misa ran towards the stairs. Sahara grabbed her back and tied her hands to a pillar.
Misa said that the punishment she refused would be taken by Kinue instead. Sahara's words surprised Misa again.
Kinue only moved her lips slightly, showing no intention of resisting.
Kinue took off her kimono, leaving only white socks.
"I'll ask you one more time, do you not want Kinue to dilate your anus?"
"That...that kind of thing...no..."
Misa didn't hate Kinue, but she felt it was more humiliating than what Sahara had done. She also thought that Kinue shouldn't do that kind of thing.
Hearing that Misa still refused, Sahara tied Kinue's hands and hung them on the hooks of a pulley hanging from the ceiling, then rolled up the iron chain.
First, he raised her hands, then her heels, clad in white socks, lifted off the ground, stopping only when her toes barely touched the ground.
The two women stood facing each other.
Sahara brought out a leather whip, a six-tasseled whip.
"Make a nice sound."
Sahara stood behind Kinue and lashed out at her snow-white buttocks with the whip.
"Oh..."
With the crisp sound of flesh against flesh, Kinue's moans and the metallic clanging of the chains could be heard.
Misa had been whipped a few times before and knew it was for play. But seeing someone being whipped in front of her, and hearing the loud sounds, she couldn't help but turn her face away.
In addition to her buttocks, her back and thighs were also whipped. Kinue frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and a groan, neither painful nor joyful, escaped from her red lips.
Sahara moved from behind Kinue to her.
"How does it feel to be whipped in Misa's place? I'll give your breasts and genitals a good beating."
Sahara used the handle of the whip to lift Kinue's oval face, and seeing the submissive female slave's trembling lips, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Kinue's lips weren't trembling with fear, but with anticipation of the impending orgasm.
Kinue's vulva, without even looking, was already wet.
Unaware of this situation, Misa might soon utter the words Sahara expected.
Sahara stood in front of Kinue, blocking Misa's view.
Sahara used the handle of the whip to press against Kinue's nipple.
"Oh..."
Kinue's back arched slightly backward.
"Misa said she didn't like you touching her, and now that you're being punished, Misa will definitely enjoy it."
Misa wanted to say that nothing like that happened, but she couldn't bear to let the beautiful Kinue do something to humiliate her.
Sahara swung the whip, striking her breast with a sharp crack.
"Oh!"
Kinue's body swayed, the pulley and chain rubbing together, making a grating sound.
After whipping her breasts several times, he moved on to her shaved pubic area.
"Ah..."
Kinue felt dizzy, but Misa, whose breasts and pubic area had never been whipped before, thought Kinue must be in great pain.
"Oh...uh...ah..."
Hearing Kinue's screams, Misa's body trembled.
"Stop...stop..."
Misa cried out.
Misa could now see any of Sahara's actions as expressions of love, but she didn't understand the motives behind punishing his innocent wife.
Sahara ignored Misa's cries, but he knew that Kinue was waiting for the impending orgasm.
Sahara went behind Kinue again and whipped her sweaty buttocks hard.
"Oh..."
Kinue, anticipating her orgasm, opened her mouth and her whole body trembled violently.
Reaching orgasm after being whipped was something Misa couldn't imagine. She thought the pain and fear were causing Kinue's body to exhibit abnormal behavior.
Sahara knew that Kinue had reached the peak of her orgasm, so he put down the whip and reached behind Kinue to her clitoris.
"Ugh..."
Her buttocks trembled violently.
Her vulva was wet and hot, like urine. Inserting a finger into her vulva at this moment might produce even greater sensuality.
"Please... don't hit her... spare her..."
Misa's mouth was dry.
"Don't you hate Kinue? Don't force yourself to let a woman you hate touch you. I'll show you something very interesting."
Sahara attached a gold bell to the gold chain of Kinue's labia ring. Although the bell wasn't very big, the way it pulled the petals downwards made Fusa frown.
"With the bell attached, it will make a cute ringing sound when you whip her. And don't use a game whip with tassels, use a whole whip, although it will hurt a little."
"No! I don't hate her, so please don't..."
"You don't hate Kinue? I don't believe it. You'll have to try to see if you really don't hate Kinue. And don't forget, you will be punished in Kinue's place in the future."
Sahara untied Kinue, then untied Misa.
"Kinue, you're starting to train Misa's anus. You should know what to do without me saying so. Before that, Misa needs to remove the bell for Kinue."
Misa's fingers trembled as she removed the bell, and she noticed that Kinue's inner thighs were wet.
Misa didn't realize it was honey; she thought Kinue had lost control of her bladder out of fear when she was beaten.
After removing the bell, it was Kinue's turn to train Misa.
"Lie down like a puppy, I'll be gentle."
Misa wanted to refuse, but she knew that Kinue would be punished if she did. Sahara, holding a leather whip, watched from a Japanese-style room on the upper floor.
Misa thought she would immediately have a dilator inserted into her anus, but instead, a glass enema nozzle was inserted.
"Oh..."
Warm water was slowly injected into Misa's abdomen.
When the injection was finished, Sahara walked over and said, "Misa, you have to be patient until I say yes. In this time, I'm going to show you what Kinue's anus looks like after it's been trained."
Upon hearing Sahara's order, Kinue immediately assumed a doggy-style position.
Sahara applied Vaseline to her anus, rubbed it gently with his fingers, and then used a large dildo to push against it.
"This is a demonstration, Misa, watch carefully."
Sahara inserted the dildo into her anus.
"Ugh...ugh..."
Misa forgot her impending need to defecate, staring at the large dildo disappearing into her anus.
"Ah..."
Kinue's anus easily accepted the dildo, and Misa almost forgot to breathe.
Sahara began to slowly thrust in and out, and with Kinue's panting, nectar overflowed from her vulva.
A strong abdominal pain brought Misa back to her senses.
"Let me go to the toilet..."
Sahara's hand, which was operating the dildo, stopped moving.
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"Ah...no..."
At Sahara's command, Kinue washed her body in the basement bathroom. As Kinue gently cleansed her vulva and anus with her delicate fingers, Misa felt her body begin to itch.
She had never thought of letting a woman wash her body before. Now that Kinue was personally enemas her, she no longer had the intention to avoid her.
Like a slideshow, the entire process from meeting Sahara to now flashed through her mind. And now, the three of them in the basement—it all felt like a dream.
"You're beautiful…"
Kinue whispered in Misa's ear.
"Now… what else do we need to do…"
Misa still felt uneasy.
At this moment, Misa felt a motherly warmth towards Kinue.
"He will bring us joy, you understand, right?"
"But you did nothing wrong, yet you took the beating for me, and he hit my breasts and there really hard."
There were too many things that defied common sense; Misa was as confused as a lost child.
"That way… I can reach orgasm… He knows that whipping me will make me orgasm."
"This…"
Without penetration or caressing with fingers, Misa couldn't believe that this could lead to orgasm.
"Sexiness isn't something you feel with your body, it's something you gain with your heart, you understand? As long as you truly believe in my husband, you will definitely gain a lot of joy. As long as you are willing to endure the pain or shame."
Because she completely trusted Sahara, Kinue could remain so calm.
Misa felt she had never truly loved a man like Kinue. Perhaps it was meeting Sahara that made her understand what true love was.
Stepping out of the bathroom, she saw various toys laid out there.
"Kinue, you used this penis to insert it into her from behind. It should be fine to use it on Misa now."
Sahara gave Kinue a belt containing a thin, black penis; although thin, it was still exactly like a penis.
Kinue hugged Misa.
"I'm scared..."
"It's alright."
"Be gentle..."
Misa no longer refused, but still felt uneasy and ashamed.
"Mmm..."
Kinue kissed Misa's red lips, and Misa's body tensed.
Soft lips gently rubbed against Misa's mouth, and a warm tongue slipped into Misa's mouth.
This was the first time she had received such gentle caresses. Kinue's tongue moved in Misa's mouth, and Misa was so excited she wanted to cry.
"You're such a lovely person... I'll be very gentle with you..."
Kinue put on the dildo belt, the black dildo protruding from her lower body appearing clumsy in comparison to Kinue's beauty.
"Behave like a puppy,"
Misa deliberately feigned reluctance. Now she wanted to act cute not only towards Sahara but also towards Kinue.
Urged on by Kinue, Misa gently knelt down, bent her upper body, and placed her hands on the ground.
"Raise your butt higher, make a shameless face and raise it high,"
Sahara shouted.
Misa thrust her buttocks forward, as if begging to have her ass played with. She felt a new thing was about to begin.
Kinue's fingers applied Vaseline to Misa's slightly twitching anus. Misa couldn't help but pant and wriggle her buttocks.
"Don't move, I'm going to insert my penis into that cute ass right now."
Kinue knelt down, positioning the black glans against Misa's anus.
"Ah... gently... I'm afraid it will hurt..."
Her arms would tremble when a dilator was inserted in the past, let alone something shaped like a penis.
The foreign object pushed aside the anus and entered her body.
"Mmm..."
Sawahara sat cross-legged in front of Misa.
"You're beautiful, much more beautiful than when I first saw you." Sawahara's words made Misa cry with joy.
Kinue began to slowly thrust in and out.
"Ah... I'm scared..."
"It feels good, doesn't it?"
Misa shook her head.
"Kinue, look, is Misa wet?"
Kinue, with the dildo inserted, reached out and touched Misa's clitoris, where there was a lot of nectar, like urine.
"How is it?"
"It's fully wet."
Misa felt embarrassed by Kinue's words, her ears burning.
"Use your fingers to make Misa come."
Kinue began to rub Misa's petals and also rubbed her protruding clitoris.
"Ah..."
Misa groaned, feeling an intense itch deep in her uterus. When she tightened her anus, she felt pain because of the dildo.
"Oh..."
Kinue's fingers were inserted into her vagina.
"Hot... such a lovely vagina, I want to put it in here."
Misa looked at Sahara, wanting to say "let me put it in," but swallowed back. If Sahara's thing were inserted, she might reach orgasm in that instant. Sahara's penis was an illusion, but she still wanted to caress it.
"Ah... let me caress your thing... caress it with my mouth..."
Sahara then picked up the bow-shaped dildo with penises at both ends and put one end into Misa's mouth.
"Lick it."
Sahara thrust the dildo in and out of Misa's mouth, explaining that it was something two women used when making love, with a fleshy piece in the middle to prevent the dildo from going too deep into one woman's vagina and damaging her uterus.
Misa mistook one end of the double-headed dildo for Sahara's penis and put it in her mouth.
"Want me to use this on you?"
Misa nodded with the dildo in her mouth.
"Kinue, take off the dildo belt and go to the Japanese-style room. Misa can't reach orgasm yet."
When Kinue pulled out the black dildo, Misa's vagina turned slightly, revealing pink intestinal walls.
Kinue kissed her anus lightly.
"Ah...no..."
A strong itching sensation spread, and Misa let out a sweet moan from her nostrils.
When the warm lips slid across her anus again, Misa shook her head, spat the dildo out of Sahara's mouth, and then raised her upper body.
"No...not there...no..."
"The chrysanthemum is slightly blooming, so beautiful."
"Ah...no..."
Misa covered her face with her hands, and Sahara pulled her to the left and right.
"From now on, you should enjoy more pleasure with Kinue."
When Misa was led into the Japanese-style room, she swayed and almost fell over.
"Kinue will insert it into your anus, Misa. As a token of gratitude, you will insert it into Kinue's vagina
." Misa was at a loss after receiving the double-headed dildo. Although Sahara explained how to use it, it was impossible to insert it into Kinue's clitoris.
"Use your mouth to caress my petals or buds. Then insert it..."
As if encouraging the hesitant Misa, Kinue lay on the bed, spread her legs, and the gold chain gleamed.
Sahara pushed Misa's back hard. Misa fell onto Kinue's belly, touching smooth, warm skin.
Misa raised her head and looked down. In addition to the labia, she also saw part of the gold chain of the labia ring. Although frightened, she longed to see how it was fitted, and felt a desire to separate the area to examine it, but she couldn't.
At that moment, Sahara pulled Misa into his arms.
"Do you want one of Kinue's rings? If you want one, I can fit you one, and it's ready. But you have to be obedient."
Misa felt terrified, yet on the other hand, she desperately wanted to have that thing fitted.
"A labial ring is a sign of obedience. Kinue is my beloved slave; not just anyone can fit her with one."
Misa remembered what Sahara had said in the living room: if she had a labial ring, she could become an equal to Kinue. He didn't mean to reject Kinue, but rather wanted to be a woman of equal value to her.
"I'll get a labial ring too… then… we can live together…"
Misa couldn't bear to think about life without Sahara. Back in her apartment, the feeling of being alone was unbearable, and she deeply envied Kinue.
"If we're going to live together, Misa's room will be here for now. But before that, there are some things to do."
Misa nervously parted Kinue's thighs, gently swaying the gold chain, then stroking her ringed petals. Misa
wished she had a labia ring too.
"I want to wear... this..."
Misa looked up at Sahara.
"I really like that wolf-like guy at Ginny's. I feel good watching that man rape Misa. Wait a minute, call him over and let him rape Misa who's tied up on the rack, is that alright?"
Misa was a little nervous. If she didn't agree, she might never get the labia ring.
If this was Sahara's wish, then she had to do it. Misa didn't dislike Yusuke's rough personality.
"If you really want to do that..."
Seeing Misa's reaction, Sahara smiled and said, "Call Ginny now."
Sahara walked out of the basement.
Kinue lifted her body and said, "You're not afraid anymore, are you? Do as he says, and you'll definitely find happiness."
Kinue picked up the double-headed dildo, licked one of the glans, and then pressed it against Misa's clitoris before slowly inserting it.
"Oh..."
"Does it hurt?"
After Kinue inserted it all the way in, she aligned the other glans with her clitoris.
"You move, let me insert it. You didn't kiss me, so maybe it's not wet enough, so be slow."
Misa felt uneasy about what was to come, but also very excited. The best way to dispel unease is to fully immerse oneself and enter a dreamlike world.
Misa slowly brought her lower body closer to Kinue.
"Ah... right... be gentle..."
The two bodies embraced tightly, and they began to kiss naturally. Kinue moved her lower body while gently caressing Misa's clitoris.
At this moment, Sahara returned.
"Misa, you did a great job. I'll give you a prize. What do you want? Do you want to be tied up with rope?"
Praised, Misa wiggled her hips even more vigorously, causing Kinue to let out a sweet moan.
[The End]

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