mark - elderly, seedling

1.

Michiya and Tomoko were under 24-hour surveillance, so they were arrested before even leaving the hospital,
leaving no time to call the police.

Therefore, while Takako lamented her abandonment and vowed to be a slave, Michiya and Tomoko were already locked back in the basement
. Min-e's report was merely a timed gesture to shock Takako.

Shigehiko and Min-e continued their performance, urging them to catch them quickly or risk danger, and to clean the basement
in preparation for a police investigation. However, Takako barely heard a word of these words or actions. For Takako,
whether Michiya would fall into Shigehiko's hands again, or whether he would escape and bring someone back to rescue her, was no longer important
.

For Takako,
the real problem was Michiya's seduction of young girls like Tomoko and his escape with one of them. Perhaps this was a woman's selfishness. She had originally believed that Michiya wouldn't run away, that he would die for her love.
Hadn't abandoned her position as the dean's wife for this love? ...

Living in such pain was worse than death. Takako began to cry again. If it could make her forget this
sorrow , she would do anything for her.

Seeing Takako's state, Shigehiko and Toshie both smiled smugly. Kosano, who knew the inside story, also
laughed.

"Princess Takako, now you don't have to think about that man named Michiya anymore, and you can indulge in pleasure to your heart's content. Those
two are probably in some hotel right now, embracing naked."

Hearing Kosano's words, Takako began to cry again.

Recalling the days when she eloped with Michiya, the passionate days, this was the first time Takako had experienced crying for love
, sighing with joy. She had demanded his body day and night, never thinking of lust, believing it
was the natural behavior of lovers.

But less than a month later—Michiya eloped with another woman, letting that woman experience
the same emotions she had once felt—

However, this period of emotional turmoil didn't last long; Takako's pride wouldn't allow her to lose to that nameless little
girl .

"Sano-chan."

Takako shook her head, tossing her disheveled hair behind her ear, her tearful eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

"Princess, what is it?"

She had intended to speak boldly, but in reality, only her lips trembled, unable to utter a sound. Sano-chan
nodded repeatedly, as if to comfort her.

"I understand the princess's heart. You want me to torment you thoroughly, to make you forget the painful memories, isn't that right
?"

Takako couldn't help but turn her head away, but still quietly nodded. At the same time, a shy
expression ; it was truly beautiful.

"Takako, don't just nod, say it clearly."

Shigehiko commanded from the side, and Takako knelt obediently with her head bowed.

"Mr. Kosano..."

After saying this, Takako felt a tremor she had never experienced before. A numbing sensation seeped into her body
, making her feel as if she were floating.

"Torture me...play with me..."

For some reason, beads of sweat streamed down her chest, accompanied by a sharp pain in her heart.

"Well said, well said to me. I'm not like those emotionless young men. The princess is my
dearest love might."

To prove this—Kosano grabbed Takako's hair and plopped down on the table.

"Princess, serve this thing with true feelings."

"Don't call me princess anymore..."

The pain at the base of her hair made Takako furrow her beautiful brows, her face flushed as she extended her fragrant lips.

"Ah...don't laugh at me..."

He truly began to use his tongue with focus, and Takako's heart grew increasingly hot.

Soon after, the battlefield shifted to the bedroom bedding. Even Min-e was now completely naked; it wasn't just
a sandwich , it was more like a quartet.

First, Shigehiko inserted himself into Takako's anus from behind, then pulled her back and lay down. Takako

's lower body was spread wide between Shigehiko's legs, the petals a deeper color, as if waiting to bloom. Next, it was Kosano's turn. His massive cannon, which had once tasted Takako's fragrant lips, aimed at her vulva. "Ah..." Takako rolled her eyes back, her head tilting back. Her husband's member already filled her belly, and now another enormous thing was buried in the cramped space, making Takako feel like her body was about to split apart. The sensation was so intense; she couldn't think of anything, only feel short of breath and scream uncontrollably. Then, as the piston-like movements began... "Help... I'm going to die... I'm really going to die." Two laughing men sandwiched Takako from the front and back, and she cried incessantly. The feeling couldn't be described as pleasure; it was more brutal, like being thrown into the air, feeling her body and mind shattered. Right above Takako's mouth, where she cried out with her white teeth showing, a monster with a blood-red tongue writhing in the darkness pressed down. Min-e looked up at Takako's eyes, filled with a look of utter disarray. "Madam, curl your tongue." Then their lips gently met, and a rich scent filled the air. Takako seemed resigned, closing her eyes and curling her tongue forcefully. "Brother..." Mika, hearing what Okawa had said, clutched her chest, unsure what to say. "Your brother seems to have a particular fondness for seducing women, but he's the kind of guy who'd take advantage of even his own sister if given the chance. Perhaps it's only natural for him to do something like this." "Brother..." Mika murmured again, tears welling in her beautiful eyes. Mika affirmed her brother's past actions, though her feelings were completely different from Takako's. She was directly saddened by her brother's failures, knowing that this disappointment prevented her from escaping her current situation. Okawa, still dazed as if from a dream, led Mika out of the room, dressed her in a long red petticoat. The still-childlike beauty, like a geisha, slowly walking forward while holding the hem of her petticoat, perfectly suited the old man Kojima's tastes.

The room she was led into was room 002 in the basement, where Mika had been imprisoned before her escape. As she was pushed into the room
, Mika cried out "Brother!" and stood there blankly.

It resembled a butcher's storeroom, with two pieces of flesh hanging there, swaying slightly.

The dark-skinned and robust man was, of course, Mika, the brother.

Two meters away, with his snow-white flesh exposed, was Takashima Tomoko, who had helped Mika escape.

Their hands were raised high, hanging from hooks on the ceiling, their toes about ten centimeters off the ground.

Both their heads were drooping. They hadn't made a sound when Mika entered, likely
exhausted from prolonged torture. Their naked bodies were covered in purple and red welts from whipping, and oil stains oozed from their skin.

For the muscular and robust Dao Ye, it might look like a badge of honor, but poor Tomoko, with her
delicate skin and snow-white body covered in swollen red welts from the whip, her body glistening with sweat, was
more than just tragic; it was heartbreaking.

Old Man Kojima seemed furious at his young mistress's betrayal, especially since Tomoko had tried to
commit suicide by swallowing potassium cyanide she'd stolen from the pharmacy when he caught her.

This behavior could be seen as a complete rejection of being Old Man Kojima's plaything. He had never seen a woman like this before, and therefore,
Old Man Kojima hated her to the core.

"Mika, Okawa has already told you what your brother did to me, hasn't he?"

He took a breath and slowly stood up from the chair.

"Not long ago, he was a married woman, and now he's stolen my woman."

This was his brother's business, but Mika lowered her head as if it were her own.

"What should we do with her?"

"Tie her up there, let her hear the screams of two people!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

Mika let Okawa tie her to a pillar.

"Mika, you're so unfortunate to have a brother like this."

The old man came over and placed his hand on Mika's shoulder. Mika's body immediately trembled, and she turned her head away. Every time,
it was the same: verbal torture or voyeurism first. Today, she didn't know what he would do using her brother's situation. Mika couldn't
stop the goosebumps of disgust rising on her skin.

Okawa grabbed Michiya's hair, turned his face towards Mika, shook his head, and slapped him several times . Michiya
slightly opened his eyes.

When he saw that the person in front of him was Mika, his lifeless eyes regained their vitality.

The old man reached out and pulled down Mika's long petticoat, revealing her snow-white shoulders, seemingly deliberately showing it to Daoye.

"Mika..."

"Brother!"

Mika screamed, twisting her bound body. Although she had experienced heartbreak, her brother was still
her brother . Her longing for him, because of that incident, had subtly changed, one could say it had transformed into a powerful, almost
obsessive, love.

The old man pulled open the petticoat's chest, revealing her breasts bound with rope. The beltless petticoat completely
exposed her snow-white belly and her genitals, which she tried to hide by clenching her legs. The long petticoat offered no cover, but instead
enhanced her sensuality.

The old man reached from behind Mika to touch her smooth, jade-like breasts.

Mika knew her brother was watching, and desperately shook her head, the red petticoat swaying and releasing a sweet fragrance.

"No...my sister is innocent..."

His arm was about to be severed, causing him to groan in pain, but he still managed to shout with all his might.

"Scream all you want, I'll make you wish you were dead soon."

A terrifying smile appeared on the old man's face as he forcefully grabbed her small, peach-like breasts, causing Mika to scream in agony.

Mika's body was completely exposed, just like last time, her genitals laid bare
before Even with one leg bent desperately, she couldn't completely conceal the pubic hair in her triangle. The thought of
the old man lewdly fondling her breasts made her almost faint.

"Mika, look, it's starting again. Look at your brother's lower abdomen, it'll probably be the same as last time."

(Damn it...)

Michiya swayed, gritting his teeth. He wasn't sure if he'd stay conscious in the throes of pain, but that part
seemed completely unaffected; seeing his sister's body only aroused him.

"That's a weapon used to commit evil. For the sake of the future, it'd be better to cut it off." "

Brother! Don't do that! Don't do that!"

"Okawa, spank his butt harder, he'll definitely cheer with delight."

"No...no..."

Michiya cried out in a pathetic voice, because he was beginning to have that perverse feeling of regret at the end of his suffering.

"Right, tie the base tightly with string or something. It'll be too easy to reach the extreme, it'll lose all its charm.
"

Okawa immediately obeyed.

"Damn it...no..."

"Stop fooling around. Look at your eyes rolling back, isn't it because your ass feels like it's melting that you're
like this?"

*Crack!* Okawa mercilessly lashed the whip across Michiya's buttocks.

"Ugh...damn it..."

Michiya gritted his teeth and groaned, his erect penis trembling as if it were about to explode. Okawa
swung , and the suspended body began to sway and rotate.

"Don't do this...forgive my brother..."

Mika pleaded as the old man fondled and played with her breasts and groin.

"Ah!"

After being whipped multiple times, Michiya couldn't help but ejaculate a milky white liquid, his whole body trembling, before his
head drooped weakly.

"If it weren't tied tightly, it would have shot into Mika." The old man

chuckled lewdly, pinching a tuft of Mika's black hair with his fingers. 3 "This time, it'll be on Tomoko." The old man seemed satisfied with Michiya's ashamed appearance. Tomoko had woken up from her coma, but she didn't have the strength to move. When Okawa grabbed her hair and pulled her face up, she could only let out a soft moan. "What should I do?" The pain, like her shoulder was about to dislocate, made Tomoko's face covered in sweat. "Let's try adjusting her breasts first." Okawa brought over some tape and used it to tighten her breasts like a bra. But even then, Tomoko started crying .

Her breasts, tightly constricted, resembled half-inflated balloons, blue veins gleaming, nipples poised to
burst forth like bullets. Okawa pinched one nipple, and Tomoko's suspended body jerked violently.

"Tomoko, if you must hate someone, hate the man who almost made you die for him."

"It hurts so much...put me down..."

Tomoko managed to say in a hoarse voice, her toes spasming ten liters off the ground.

Okawa toyed with her nipples with his fingers. Tears and sweat were indistinguishable on Tomoko's face.
Her breasts , were no longer a source of pleasure, but a tool for intense pain.

"Spare me..."

she cried, shaking her disheveled hair.

"No. Okawa, make her cry loudly, and let her know what the consequences of betraying me will be."

"Yes."

Okawa pinched her nipples hard, and Tomoko revealed her pearly white teeth, her body bouncing in mid-air.

"Let me go!"

"Now we'll use this."

Okawa also seemed excited; torturing a woman like this wasn't a common occurrence. He picked up a whip and
lashed it against her swollen breasts.

"Ouch..."

Tomoko rolled her eyes. Mika closed her eyes tightly and turned her head away, but was pulled back.

"Mika! Look!"

"Spare me..."

At this moment, Tomoko seemed to have fainted, her body limp and swaying in mid-air.

However, it didn't end there. Okawa took a needle and pricked her nipple.

"Ouch!"

Tomoko's eyes rolled back again, her body leaping like a carp.

"It hurts! I can't... take it anymore!"

Okawa's needle wasn't just on her nipple, but also stabbing her breast repeatedly; Tomoko couldn't even faint.

"Pretty boy, Tomoko is suffering terribly for you, you should say something to her."

"Forgive me..."

Tomoko didn't even have the strength to answer; each time the needle pierced her, there was only a slight, rebounding vibration.

But it still didn't end.

Okawa, now as excited as a demon, pulled a trolley from the roof track, pressing Tomoko and Michiya face-to-face
, then lifted Tomoko from behind like a baby being urinated.

"Ah!"

Mika couldn't help but turn her face away.

Because the base of Michiya's penis was tightly bound, it naturally wouldn't shrink; Okawa wanted the two to unite.

"Please...no..."

Michiya pleaded, already feeling an unbearable itch; this would surely drive him mad.

The old man happily came over to help.

"Come on, enter the body of your beloved woman."

"Ugh...no..."

Hearing the man's scream, the woman could only gently shake her lowered head.

Okawa and the old man used rope to tie Michiya and Tomoko's bodies together, then pulled Tomoko's legs around Michiya
's waist, securing her feet with rope.

From Mika's position, she could see the point where the man and woman were united.

"Will you use a whip from now on?"

"Yes."

Okawa picked up the whip and measured the distance.

The first lash completely jolted Tomoko awake, and she was about to experience the full force of hell.

The same went for Michiya; when Tomoko's buttocks were whipped, they would contract violently, clenching tightly around Michiya's member.

For Michiya, this sensation was more unbearable than the whip, generating an irresistible, radiating desire.

Tomoko cried as if she were about to suffocate.

Michiya roared incessantly at Tomoko, who was wrapped around him, with a feeling akin to hatred.

Mika felt a lump in her throat, forgetting that her body was being toyed with by the old man, and only cried in panic.

Michiya finally exploded, almost breaking the binding ropes.

4.

Loosening the chains to allow their feet to touch the ground, the two men lacked the strength to stand; their weight was entirely suspended by the hooks
, and they gasped for breath, like wild beasts on the verge of death.

The tape on their breasts was removed, leaving purple marks, and several more whip marks appeared on their snow-white buttocks. They
bowed their heads too weak even to cry.

Meanwhile, Michiya hadn't even had a moment's rest. His penis, glistening with Tomoko's juices,
remained somewhat erect due to the binding at the base, a situation that intensely tormented Michiya.

"Please, untie this!"

He didn't have the strength to shout, only to plead in a low voice, oily beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

The area where blood circulation was obstructed had turned purple.

"Please..."

The plea turned into a sob, showing she had no strength left.

"Please... let my brother go..."

Meixiang, who had been crying all along, began to plead loudly upon hearing her brother's voice.

"That depends on your attitude. Perhaps we can let him go."

"What... does that mean?"

The naive virgin immediately fell into the trap set by the old man.

"You agree to be my woman... that is, a concubine."

Meixiang's expression immediately stiffened.

For a virgin not yet twenty years old, especially one with a good family background like Meixiang, this felt like an immense humiliation
.

"I won't do that kind of thing!"

Mika cried out, her face flushed, unaware that this was exactly the kind of expression the old man wanted to see.

"Alright, I won't force you. However, your brother's condition will be troublesome once his blood circulation stops
; it'll end up like frostbite."

"Help!"

Dao cried out, also sobbing.

"That's the root of all evil; cutting it off might be a matter of public virtue."

"Please, save me!"

Abandoning his brotherly pride, he weakly pleaded, and Mika felt a pang of heartache.

"Brother...you have to be strong."

"No matter how strong he is, he can't stop this physiological process."

"Ah...brother...what should I do?"

The younger sister looked at her brother with anxious eyes, then painfully turned her gaze away, but the excruciating pain still relentlessly continued.

"Mika..." The

voice had a silent, compelling effect on Mika.

Of course, Miya didn't want his lovely younger sister to become an old man like Kojima's concubine, but he believed Mika's virginity
had already been taken by Kojima.

(Since that's the case, to solve the immediate problem...)

He couldn't suppress the selfishness unique to handsome men. Thinking back, eloping with Takako and choosing Tomoko as
a tool for escape were nothing more than Miya's handsome appearance leading him to act selfishly.

"Brother..."

The virgin's heart was filled with despair, and she began to cry loudly.

"Answer quickly, or it will be too late!"

The old man urged from the side.

Even so, the girl needed some time to make such a heartbreaking decision.

"I will..."

Mika said, crying.

"Make it clearer."

The old man stared wide-eyed, wanting to savor the shyness the beautiful girl displayed as she spoke those words.

"I... will... be... your... concubine..."

Her front completely exposed, uttering words of surrender under such circumstances, Mika couldn't help but
cry out .

"Mika..."

Dao also called out his sister's name, grieving along with her.

"You've ruined another woman."

Okawa finished speaking and picked up a small knife.

"Ah..."

Dao let out a groan, whether from his own sin or from the sense of security of cutting the thread.

5

Shigehiko and Toshie, along with Takako, filled the room to capacity.

"You succeeded."

"It's like her brother's escape helped me a lot; I really need to thank him."

Old Man Kojima and Shigehiko shook hands with exaggerated gestures in front of the victim.

For Shigehiko, everything was going according to plan. Now, the university's chairman, Kosano, and
the behind-the-scenes Kojima, owed him a favor; his future was bright.

Takako, unaware that Michiya had been captured again, was shocked to see Michiya and Tomoko covered in injuries.

(As expected, it didn't work...)

Although she hated this man, seeing his face now still brought sadness to her heart.

"Takako, you have something to say to him, don't you?"

Shigehiko said half-jokingly, looking at Takako's stiff expression.

Takako gently shook her head.

"I don't know this kind of person."

"Have you forgotten the person you eloped with?"

"I slept with many men afterward, so I forgot about the man from before. Pretty boy, do you hear me?"

Shigehiko and the old man were laughing, but Takako's expression was cold.

It seemed as if she had come to some understanding after giving up everything.

For sadistic men, they don't like this kind of expression on a woman's face. What they want is a woman who cries sadly,
groans in pain, and sobs when tortured.

"Not necessarily. You two used to be so in love you eloped, but now he's found someone else. You must want to yell at him
, right? Why hold back?"

"I have nothing to say."

Takako turned her face away slightly. She had so much to say, but once she uttered a single sentence, she might not be able to stop.
Besides, what was the point of saying it now? Last night, she was tortured to the point of near fainting by three men and women, and she now fully understood
that resistance was futile.

Conversely, going with the flow brought peace of mind. Letting them play with her and seeking greater pleasure from it—
Takako had already grasped the lifestyle of a slave.

"So, this man is useless?"

"No."

Takako said resolutely.

Shigehiko turned to look at the old man.

"Then, let him witness his sister's deflowering ceremony, and then dispose of him."

"It's simple. Only when there are no men like him in society can women rest easy."

The first to react to their conversation was Michiya.

"Could it be... you really want to..."

"A man who's good for nothing but stealing women, what's the point of living without women?
"

"Don't kill me... that's too much!"

After this incident, Michiya fully understood how much power Kojima and Shigehiko wielded in secret. Eliminating someone would be incredibly easy for them. Besides, this was a hospital; one or two people
died every day . Michiya crawled naked on his knees, kowtowing to Shigehiko. "Please, spare my life!" Takako turned her pale face away. Mika began to cry loudly. Tomoko lay there motionless, head bowed. The slender body, its hands bound behind its back, was still breathing faintly, but something within her seemed to have died since her failed suicide attempt. "What a persistent bastard." Shigehiko sneered, kicking Doya to the ground. "You can still make such a fool of yourself in front of a woman." "Please...don't kill me..." Doya immediately raised himself and kowtowed again. Shigehiko looked at the old man, a cruel smile spreading across his handsome face. "Well then," he said, "I'll give you a test. The ceremony for your sister becoming Mr. Kojima's woman is about to take place, and you'll be a witness, because you're her only relative . However, during this time, how many women's penises have you seduced? If you can sleep peacefully, that will prove you have a repentant heart, and I'll spare your life." Mika's cries grew louder. "I will...I will..." Michiya cried out as he looked around. Shigehiko's condition was based on Michiya's reaction when he last saw his sister; he believed Michiya absolutely could not endure it. At this moment, Michiya needed to desperately endure, not only for his life but also for his reputation. Last time, his loss of composure was due to the suddenness of the situation; this was the second time, and seeing his sister suffer from deflowering under these circumstances , while his own penis became erect, made him truly less than an animal.

He felt even more sorry for Tomoko, who had sacrificed herself to save him.

(But...)

Thinking of that situation, Michiya couldn't stop his lips from trembling.

They began preparing the altar for the virginity-breaking ceremony.

The bed was placed in the center, and Michiya and Tomoko were hoisted up again, with Takako replacing Mika and tied to the pillar.

Okawa, as before, acted as the recorder, while Toshie busied herself with preparations.

"Come, get on the bed!"

The elderly Kojima, still showing excitement, urged Mika, who was now squatting on the ground after being untied.

Mika gripped the collar of her long petticoat, trembling slightly. Even though she had said that earlier, she couldn't immediately get on the bed and spread her body out
.

The old man Kojima was deliberately urging her.

"I've told you before, when I was young I played with all sorts of noblewomen. You're the last noblewoman
, perhaps the last time I'll ever enjoy myself, so I'm going to indulge in pleasure to the fullest."

The old man looked at the sobbing young woman, drool dripping from his mouth as he spoke.

"Mika... forgive me..."

Dao cried out.

Shigehiko removed Mika's only long petticoat from behind, revealing her snow-white skin that dazzled the men.

Mika resembled a naked mermaid, a sight that fueled the sadistic, perverted men's desire.

"Hurry up and get on the bed, spread your legs, and kneel down in a position to receive men."

Mika seemed afraid to breathe, even her neck turning red.

"Then part the pubic hair with your hand to reveal the little mound of flesh."

The old man seemed to be fantasizing about that scene, using it to amplify his excitement.

"I'd rather be tied up!"

Mika crossed her arms, looking up at the old man with tearful, beautiful eyes.

"Oh, you want to become a woman while tied up?"

"No...but..."

Mika couldn't help but cover her face and sob. She felt that being tied up and
raped was better than committing that shameless act herself.

But these sadistic men were already well aware of this situation.

"Hurry up, or your efforts to save your brother will be in vain, understand?"

Shigehiko chimed in from the side.

"The more you show shame, the more you'll arouse your brother's desire.
Even if . It would be better to act like a dead person."

Even so, a young girl couldn't possibly do that.

"Looks like there's no other way."

The old man shrugged and turned to look at Minjiang.

"I remember a dog leash."

"Yes.

" "Bring it to me."

"Yes."

Minjiang immediately brought it.

Although it was called a dog leash, it was obviously made for human use. The leather ring was soft, and the chain
was .

"Since you enjoy being tied up like this, I'll treat you like a dog."

The old man pulled up Mika's long hair, revealing her snow-white neck, and put a leather ring on her head. The four-centimeter-wide black leather hood with
gold studs was indeed an unusual ornament for the beautiful girl.

He pulled the chains behind her back.

"Put your hands behind your back."

Mika obeyed the order while crying, her appearance making her even more heartbreaking.

The old man used gold chains to tie her hands together.

"Ah..."

Mika couldn't help but cry out.

"Don't do that! You can achieve your goal without doing that!"

Dao also couldn't help but shout, but no one paid him any attention.

"Get on the bed quickly."

Meixiang received a slap on the bottom, screamed, and wobbled to her feet. When she reached the bed, two men picked her up.

"No…"

"Because you're not alone. Hurry up."

Meixiang was thrown onto the bed, lying on her back. She quickly squeezed her thighs together, the way her firm breasts bounced further arousing the men's
eyes.

"Now see if you want to spread your legs yourself."

"Spare me!"

"Don't forget about your brother."

"Ah… what should I do…"

"Meixiang!

" "Brother!

" "Look, your brother is looking at you from the front."

"Ah…"

Meixiang squeezed her legs together even tighter.

"Ugh..." Dao Ya groaned, his eyes closed, the

electric shock-like stimulation from his sister's earlier writhing movements.

( Ah... God...) Dao Ya began to pray, trying to shift his focus, afraid that closing his eyes would trigger lewd fantasies. He stared intently at a point in the room, concentrating on the stains on the wall. However, his mind wandered, the stains began to pulsate, and when he regained his senses, he found his gaze fixed on his sister's naked body , lost in a trance. Dao Ya began to feel... the intoxication of sin, the disorientation of facing death. "Miss, what exactly do you want?" The old man patiently persuaded the curled-up Mika. "Spare me... I can't take it..." "Your tone is cute, but I can't agree. You can't do anything unless you spread your legs." "She insists on not spreading her legs, is that alright?" Shigehiko suggested a solution. "I thought having sex with a woman only involved spreading your legs." The old man echoed Shigehiko's tone. "A woman's body is designed so that it absolutely cannot resist a man's intrusion. The God of Creation must like all kinds of sexual positions with women." Hearing the obscene conversation, Mika felt utterly humiliated. "This is how it's done." Shigehiko grabbed Mika's legs, which were pressed together, and lifted them, pushing them towards her chest. "Ouch..." Mika cried out, trying to struggle, but her knee was already pressing against her breast.

"Look, your thighs are together, but here..."

"It looks like a public toilet comic, even the inside is showing."

Mika's face turned even redder; she couldn't bear the lewdness she was displaying.

Dao also glanced at her before immediately looking away.

"Please... don't do this!"

"That's because you won't comply. Now, are you willing to spread your legs so I can get on top? I'm old
; this position is too strenuous."

The old man licked his lips and played with the base of her thighs, which smelled sweet.

"Should we tie her up like this and play with her flower buds here?"

"Hmm, they are indeed very cute."

"No...not there..."

Mika screamed and twisted her buttocks, but her fully exposed flower buds contracted in shame, which
only made the men happier.

"She says no, but it's getting hotter and hotter here."

"Ah...no..."

"Don't torture Mika!"

"He's probably getting his period too."

"Damn it..."

"Hehehe, you're naked and can't hide, don't be polite, lift your head."

The old man resumed playing with Mika's inner thighs, using his fingers to dab the overflowing hot nectar onto her anus and
gently massage, sometimes even trying to push open the tightly closed chamber with his fingertips.

"Ah...no..."

Mika cried and shook her head in distress because her private parts were exposed to everyone, but the old man
found it even more endearing.

The entrance finally softened, swallowing the old man's fingers, and Mika squeezed out a painful cry from her throat.

"Just crying like this, I can't understand the situation."

The old man slightly bent his fingers, rubbing them against the sensitive, smooth inner walls, still pressing her with this question.

Mika finally gave in.

"I...I spread them myself...so don't..."

"Why are you spreading your legs?"

"To let you...ah...spare me..."

"Say it, keep saying it."

The old man pressed harder on his fingers, and Mika's cries grew louder.

"I'm willing...to accept...ah..."

"Very good, that's a good girl."

The old man nodded in satisfaction before pulling out his finger.

7

Mika straightened her body, seemingly powerless. Looking down from her heaving belly, one could see glossy black hair, and small nipples on her

firm but not yet fully warm breasts. Mika seemed to be taking a deep breath, then slowly began to spread her legs. "Ah..." Mika raised her flushed face, a strong sense of shame causing her to sob. "Brother...don't look." "Mika..." Dao Ye was already feeling intense stimulation, and the root of his sin was beginning to show signs of arousal. However, everyone's eyes were fixed on Mika, and no one reprimanded Dao Ye's change. "Ah, I want to die...I'm going to die!" Her slightly parted legs trembled incessantly. "Still parting, we haven't seen inside yet." Mika's groin twitched. "Put your feet on either side of the bed." "Raise your knees." The beautiful girl slowly parted her lower body, crying. Even seeing that scene would excite Takako; she felt hot, honey-like fluid . (I've already become this body... This girl will... in a month...) Such a lovely girl, about to be tormented by a man, will forget everything and plunge into a vortex of lust . At this moment, Michiya also looked at Mika with a dazed expression, his penis fully erect. (As expected...) Takako suddenly felt jealous. Facing a life-threatening crisis, the man still showed such ugly behavior, entirely for his younger sister and not for her, making Takako feel defeated. That power was used entirely on her, which is why she abandoned her status and reputation. (It's all over... like a dream...) Although Takako still felt sadness, she suppressed it. In this situation, only Tomoko seemed indifferent to everything. "Ah..." Mika let out a painful cry. The men applauded, and Minjiang sighed deeply. At this moment, Mika's legs were completely spread apart, her knees trembling, and she sobbed, shaking her head from side to side. "Very good." The old man ordered Minjiang to fix Mika's feet to the ends of the bed, placing a thick cushion under her buttocks , exposing the center of the deflowering ceremony high above. The old man happily stroked Mika's pubic hair and ordered Okawa to film the scene. "Mr. Kojima, it seems they're ready on this side too." Shigehiko told the old man about Michiya's situation with a smile. "He really can't control himself." Michiya let out a beast-like roar. Tomoko, who had been as quiet as a dead person until now, suddenly raised her head. "Die, Dao! Let's die together!" In the room filled with screams and groans, Tomoko's voice penetrated everyone's hearts. However, the old man quickly recovered from his sorrow and regained his composure. "You're right, but that's for later. Now, we'll perform the ceremony." The old man, seemingly impatient, removed his robe, revealing his ugly flesh. Shigehiko untied Takako from the pillar and made her kneel before the old man. "Excellent, you'll definitely complete the virginity-breaking ceremony." Takako's expression turned excited as she gently kissed the old man's genitals. She behaved completely differently from Mika; everyone who saw her felt a strong desire. Soon, Takako's nipples hardened, her body became wet, and her buttocks began to writhe annoyingly.

"See that, pretty boy? The woman you once loved is now grinding the dagger to pierce your own sister
. Doesn't it look pretty good?"

Hearing the sarcastic words, Doya had no answer; he was a complete loser.

"Doya, you've made me a woman capable of doing this."

Takako glanced at Doya and said.

Takako shook her head, thinking that this was the only way she could surpass Doya's women—Tomoko and Mika
. Mika would be the last woman in Doya's heart; Tomoko's words about dying with Doya had defeated
Takako.

(I'm a woman who only lives under my husband's control...)

Thinking of herself, obeying her husband's orders in front of her former lover, and offering herself to an ugly old man like this, she
felt even more excited, a strong desire rising within her.

(Now I can break that woman's hymen...)

In a daze, Takako's lips pressed together.

8

Mika's painful cries after losing her virginity constantly irritated the men's hearts.

Like a chorus, Michi also cried incessantly.

The old man Kojima, leaving Mika's body, revealed a satisfied expression, allowing Min-e to clean up the mess.

Okawa filmed Mika's limp lower body.

It hadn't been cleaned yet, revealing the tragic marks of her deflowering. Okawa filmed her sweat-drenched thighs, her heaving white belly,
and trembling pubic hair.

Looking through the screen, the scene was heartbreaking.

A peerless beauty of noble lineage was being violated and humiliated by a vile old man, bleeding and being defiled.

Okawa, with utterly cold-blooded cruelty, filmed the entire process. The old man specifically ordered him to meticulously film the scene of his
body and the virgin's flesh uniting.

"Finding such a pure girl might be my last chance in this life,"

the old man said, laughing as he toyed with the weeping beauty.

Now, it was all over. The virgin,

still in pain from the loss of her virginity, wept again for the humiliation.

Meanwhile, Michiya, who had caused this sacrifice, was forced to witness the tragic scene of a virgin losing her chastity and
couldn't help but weep.

"Please forgive me, brother... spare his life... I'll do anything... please save my brother..."

Mika said this as the old man's mummy-like body lay beside the girl.

Even in extreme pain, she pleaded for her brother's life.

Upon hearing this, Michiya burst into tears.

"Since you say so, I'll spare his life. But you can't act like a dead person; you have to move your hips in accordance with my movements
."

"Yes..."

Mika cried out in pain, almost fainting, but desperately trying to save her brother's life, she moved her body up and down, or
wiggled her hips.

At this point, Michiya's manhood had completely shrunk; only now did he realize
the enormity —it had completely withered.

"I'd be content to die... I want to say that, but instead I feel even more reluctant to leave."

He finished speaking and burst into loud laughter.

"Too much excitement will shorten your lifespan."

Shigehiko also raised his glass.

"If it were with her, I wouldn't regret dying on her stomach, but only after I've trained her to cry freely
."

"I'll help.

" "You can play with her later, but not now. You understand how I feel, right?"

"Of course I understand. I feel the same way about this wife."

"I want to try it with your beautiful wife someday too."

"Please, anytime."

The two clinked glasses and laughed loudly.

Okawa and Min-e were also drinking. Min-e fed Takako expensive wine mouth-to-mouth, which pleased the old man
.

"Okawa, give Tomoko something to drink too. It's a pity she can't die with Michiya; something to cheer her up
would be best."

"Yes, ma'am. Then inject her with her favorite NTD."

NTD is an implantation drug used on infertile women, but it also has a strong aphrodisiac effect.

Tomoko would become a woman kept by the old man with this drug.

Tomoko didn't struggle after hearing this; perhaps she thought it would be better to numb her body with the drug.

"Lastly, it's this pretty boy."

"Let him handle his sister's funeral arrangements; that's blood sacrificed for him, he shouldn't refuse."

"Good idea. From now on, he and Tomoko will be kept by me. It'll be good to clean up my mess while we're at it." The two men laughed

and toasted again. 9 Dao, lowered from the iron hook, didn't resist and walked towards the bed. This was the only act of atonement Dao could currently perform. "Brother, no... I don't want to..." Dao seemed to hear Mika's cries. He leaned against the bed, putting his head under the desperately twisting and turning lower body. The intense flavor intoxicated Dao Ye. "No...no..." She struggled desperately, her bound body twisting, but to no avail. "Ah...no..." Finally, Mika gave up struggling. "Mika...please forgive me..." When their lips touched, Mika let out a desperate scream, her teeth chattering. How terrifying, yet how sweet... Mika cried out "no" in a dreamlike state, but then, a baby-like sobbing sound escaped her lips , and perhaps unconsciously, her buttocks twitched slightly in response. Everyone else stared wide-eyed, no one speaking. At some point, Dao Ye's tongue had become indistinguishable between cleaning and caressing. "No... Brother... No..." Mika cried incessantly, but the rhythm of her sobs grew faster and faster. "She's almost there." The old man had barely finished speaking when Mika let out a heart-wrenching scream, her upper body arching upwards, her whole body trembling. After completing his task, Michi was hung up again, this time alongside Tomoko, but he wore a satisfied expression, his penis now erect again.

"One day I'll make that boy and sister have sex."

"A performance of incest between siblings would be very interesting."

"A lecherous guy would drool over it."

After Mika was completely cleaned up there, apart from a little swelling, she regained the freshness of her virginity. Her brother brought her
to orgasm, and the stimulation made her fall into a semi-conscious state.

"We need to do the final touches so I can truly feel like she's mine."

"Is it shaving? This girl is best suited to being hairless, completely revealing her freshness, it's
wonderful ."

"If she becomes like Tomoko, it won't work; we need to maintain that freshness."

"Her drug seems to be working; may I borrow it?"

"Of course, I think her front and back holes are well-trained, so I can fully enjoy her."

In Room 002, only Mika, the old man, and Okawa and Michiya remained.

The old man, having taken the soap, brush, and razor from Okawa, sat between Mika's legs.

"Please don't do this...it's embarrassing..."

Mika blushed and gently wiggled her hips.

"From now on, only I will see your body. Since I'm the one doing this, don't be ashamed."

"But... ah..."

The terrifying sensation from the razor made Mika cry again.

"Mika, you don't have much hair, it'll be shaved quickly. Don't move, you'll hurt your skin."

Seeing the girl's fear, the old man smiled and carefully applied soapy water to her genitals.

A strong sense of shame caused Mika's body to sweat like oil, but it also added to her vibrant shine.

"Don't move..."

"Ah... no..."

Mika clenched her teeth, her whole body stiffening. When the razor touched her pubic hair, she couldn't help but scream.

*Snap... snap...*

The razor made a crisp sound, revealing pale skin where it passed. Okawa, standing nearby, used a handkerchief to catch
the pubic hair and the foam inside. He would clean it up afterwards and add a record to the old man's scrapbook.

"I saw it, I saw it very clearly."

The old man flicked her most sensitive little mound with his finger, and Mika screamed again.

"You have to show this cute thing often from now on, to make me happy."

Michiya saw it all, not daring to utter a sound, while simultaneously recalling the times they showed each other their genitals when they were children
.

(Could it be from that time...?)

Michiya saw the exact same scene as then, and no matter what, he couldn't control his desires.

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