【The Daily Life of the Yuri Sisters (Origin)】

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The Daily Life of the Lily Sisters (Origin Chapter)
Author: double
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1. The Mysterious VIP
"Ha...ha...haah!"
"Hohoho, this feels good, doesn't it, little kitty?"
"No, no...ha...that...no there!"
"Scream, scream it out, no need to hold back!"
The man said, while continuing to increase the pressure on his hands. Two thick, hard, fat hands grabbed my
left breast and lower body, kneading them forcefully. My hands were tied behind my back, my legs were spread apart, my thighs and calves were folded and
tied together, and ropes were crisscrossed all over my body, binding me like a dumpling, unable to move at all. I
breathed heavily, weakly and unwillingly leaning against this fat man, unable to control myself from his skillful touch
, letting out waves of moans. Honey continuously flowed from my lower body.
"Heh, your mouth says no, but your body is very honest."
The man held up his right hand in front of me, sticky with my love juice,
stringing out glistening strands between his short, thick fingers. I turned my head away, closing my eyes, pretending to be too shy to look, and pressed my face against the man's
sweaty, hairy chest. The greasy touch combined with the hot, sweaty stench made me nauseous, but
unsurprisingly, this action seemed to please the man. He chuckled and used his right hand to grab my chin
, forcibly turning my head back, pressing his thumb against my saliva-soaked lips, his fingers, along with the sticky honey juice, against my cheek
, making me feel extremely uncomfortable. My breath on his thick palm made it even hotter, and my
body grew even hotter.
"How about it, little kitty, why don't you come to my house and become my personal pet? I'll
pamper you in different ways every day."
"Ah—ha...ha..."
This disgusting man actually put my left earlobe in his mouth, speaking incoherently while
licking the extremely sensitive area behind my ear with his tongue, and blowing his foul-smelling hot breath into my ear. My chin
was grabbed by him, and I couldn't escape. I could only desperately endure his torment, relying on deep breaths to relieve
the pleasure that was constantly eroding my reason. Thanks to my usual rigorous training, I was able to barely organize
my words under the double attack of disgust and pleasure, and cleverly deal with the unreasonable demands of the guests.
"S-sir...ha...huff."
"Hmm?"
"Even the most delicious food...if you eat it repeatedly...too many times...ha...ha...it will get...
tired..."
"Hahahaha, no, no. I could eat you, my little kitty, every day and never get tired of it."
What a greedy and shameless guy—of course, I didn't dare to say what was on my mind. I deliberately
feigned helplessness, my tightly bound body twitching in a token struggle. The man, as expected, was
aroused even more possessive, pulling me closer, his bloated flesh undulating against my skin.
His right hand finally released my cheek, joining his left in a frenzied kneading of my full, firm breasts.
The relentless assault made me feel increasingly overwhelmed; my moans grew louder,
a surge of heat assaulting my lower body. Even worse, the hole filled with the foreign object in my rear
was beginning to produce a unique pleasure, making my situation even more precarious.
"Heh, you're really good at holding back. That's what I like about you, a hundred times better than those women who climax easily
. Come on, let's see how long you can last."
The man's thick lips pressed against my defenseless neck, sucking hard, making disgusting noises. His ugly, filthy member swelled
up, rubbing against my disheveled genitals in a lewd manner, exuding an ominous,
beast-like aura of lust. Though I desperately resisted that disgusting object,
my tightly bound body twisted uncontrollably, actively responding to the man's movements.
A series of moans escaped my lips, my mouth agape, a trickle of saliva dangling from the corner. No, I don't want this, stop
, stop!
"Knock, knock, knock!"
At the last second, the unexpected knocking pulled me back from the brink.
"What are you knocking for? Can't you see I'm busy?!"
the man roared at the door, his voice ringing in my ears. However,
the sight that greeted me when the door opened silenced him instantly.
Two tall, beautiful women stood side-by-side in the doorway, one hand on their hip, the other hanging naturally,
looking down at the man who was sitting on the sofa, tightly holding me. Both women were dressed in tight leather
outfits, long rubber gloves, over-the-knee stockings, and high-heeled boots, exuding a regal aura from head to toe. The only
difference was the color of their clothes; one was deep purple, the other burgundy. The man hesitated for a moment, then magically switched to a
fawning tone.
"What brings you two beauties here?"
"Hmph, sir..."
Sister Hui, dressed in striking burgundy, forced out her signature cold laugh, making the man behind me even more
infatuated. He craned his neck, peering over my bare shoulders, his breath hot from his mouth and nostrils
. His hands, however, continued their groping of my breasts.
"Your appointment is from 5:30 PM to 7:30 PM, right?"
"Ah, yes, yes."
"Then, could you please tell me what time it is now?"
"Hehe, well, almost done. Just give me ten more minutes, no, five minutes, just five minutes
. If you two don't mind, would you like to join in the fun?"
"Sir, you should think carefully."
Lan, dressed in purple, brushed her long hair back, taking over the conversation with an impatient air.
While her words were polite, her tone was anything but.
"Our young lady's twelve hours, from 8 PM tonight to 8 AM tomorrow, have been
booked by a VIP with S-level privileges. If you continue to dawdle like this and delay that gentleman's good time, the consequences will
be unimaginable."
"Uh..."
The research institute categorizes visitors into several levels based on their status, influence, and other factors, offering
different qualities of "service." For example, the lecherous guy currently holding me is a C-level, meaning he
can only enjoy one girl at a time, for no more than two hours, with restrictions on location and tools.
S-level, on the other hand, is the highest level with no restrictions; he can do whatever he wants with any girl registered at the institute
, and even has the right to take a girl home for his own enjoyment. Guests who enjoy such privileges
are either highly capable politicians or top-tier businessmen, figures that are avoided wherever they go.
Sister Lan's explanation was remarkably effective. The man immediately deflated like a punctured balloon
, his previous glib and shameless behavior completely vanished. He looked up at the wall
clock, shook his head, sighed, gave me a hard squeeze of my chest, finally released me, threw me onto the sofa
, picked up his clothes from the floor, and sullenly walked towards the door. Sister Hui and Sister Lan stepped aside to make way for him,
but he deliberately swung his arms, rubbing his naked, obese body against the chests of the two sisters,
slowly squeezing through the "door" formed by the beauties.
Sister Hui and Sister Lan looked like they couldn't be bothered with him, and as soon as he stepped out, they slammed the door shut without any politeness
. Then, they immediately dropped their queen-like, domineering facade and ran towards me with concerned expressions.
"Good sister, you've had a hard time."
The two comforted me while turning me over and looking for the knot on my back.
"Ha...ha...tail...tail...take it off first...I'm...I can't take it anymore..."
The two immediately understood what I meant. Sister Hui put a cushion under me and had me bite on
one corner of it, while she supported my trembling body. Sister Lan lifted my hips. I cooperated by trying to
raise my buttocks as high as possible.
"Bear with it."
Before the words were finished, an unprecedentedly strong stimulation came from the hole in my back. I bit the cushion, letting out
a muffled, piercing scream. Luckily, Sister Hui held me down firmly, otherwise I probably would have fallen headfirst off the sofa.
The man had shoved a fake cat tail into my anus—the part protruding looked
like a real tail and wiggled on its own, quite adorable; but what was inside, for stability, was a string of thumb-thick
balls that writhed irregularly within me with the tail's movements, sending me into ecstasy. The women at the research institute
all loathed these kinds of things, but it seemed there were quite a few clients with this perverse taste.
"Ugh—ugh!"
With a more powerful thrust, the tail was pulled out a little more. If it were pulled out all at once,
the stimulation would be too intense for me, but this dull, agonizing torture was equally unbearable.
My mind was a mess; Sister Lan and Sister Hui's encouraging words seemed to drift from a very distant place
. I desperately suppressed 　　the increasingly intense urges in my lower body, gripping the edge of the cushion tightly with both hands, closing my eyes, and
clenching my teeth.
"Ugh! Ha...ha..."
Finally, I was free. Although my body was still extremely exhausted, and the tide of desire within me had not yet subsided, 　　removing that tail made me feel indescribably relaxed. I felt my mind become light, as if my consciousness 　　had detached from my body, enjoying this rare moment of leisure. 　　"That fat pig, he always drags his feet, never leaves on time." 　　"And he doesn't follow the rules, always likes to do things that skirt the line." 　　"Hmph, typical nouveau riche. He thinks too highly of himself, and doesn't know his own strength." 　　"That's right, look how he's tormented our little sister, so pitiful." 　　Sister Hui and Sister Lan deftly untied the ropes that were deeply embedded in my delicate skin, 　　chatting idly to distract me from the stinging pain of the ropes being removed from my body. I 　　lay lazily on the sofa like a cat basking in the sun, my eyes half-closed, letting the two of them do as they pleased, occasionally 　　letting out a soft groan from the stimulation of the ropes twitching. Before long, the dense ropes binding my body were scattered on the floor. Sister Hui 　　turned and went into the bathroom, while Sister Lan helped me sit up, magically producing a small bottle of sports drink, 　　unscrewing the cap and handing it to me. 　　"Don't drink too much," she said. 　　I nodded, resisting the urge to gulp it down, taking only a small sip. Although it was 　　just a drop in the ocean for my nearly exhausted body, drinking too much would be a problem if I couldn't hold it in while serving the next customer 　　. Embarrassment was secondary; many regular customers knew how to cleverly exploit this to torment us more effectively 　　, and that was the most terrifying thing. 　　Sister Lan wasn't idle either, skillfully massaging the purplish-red rope marks on my body. That 　　damned man tightened the rope too much, leaving deep marks on my body. Now, 　　even the slightest touch from Sister Lan's gloved hand is excruciating. But this massage not only speeds up the pain relief but also minimizes 　　the risk of scarring. 　　"Sister Lan... um... what kind of person is that S-class VIP?" " 　　A super handsome guy." " 　　Oh?" 　　"Just kidding. Actually, we haven't even met him in person yet. Your Sister Hui and I just saw off one guest 　　when the trainer came to tell us that the three of us have been booked for the whole night. He even brought a printed sheet of paper and told us 　　to do what was written on it. So, we quickly changed our clothes and came to pick you up." 　　"Oh, what's written on that paper?" 　　"Hehehe..." Sister Lan gave a meaningful smile, which sent chills down my spine. Just as I was about to ask further, Sister Hui 　　came out of the bathroom 　　with three damp towels. 　　"No time to shower, just use this to wipe yourself down, at least get rid of that fat pig's stench." 　　Oh no, there are only five minutes left until the deadline of eight o'clock. I quickly grabbed the towel to wipe my 　　face, only to suddenly realize that I hadn't taken off the tacky cat ear decoration on my head. Sister Lan and Sister Hui also took wet towels and helped me wipe my body and 　　limbs. The towels, soaked in hot water, gave off a faint scent of bath gel, and felt warm and comfortable on my skin.

The pain greatly relieved the unbearable itching from the rope marks, allowing all my muscles to relax naturally—truly
a godsend.
"Okay, that's enough, let's go."
"Uh, but I'm not dressed yet..."
"Don't worry, everything's ready, let's go."
What exactly did Sister Hui mean by "ready"? I didn't even dare to think about it. Now
, even if there were mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and go for it. I grabbed the sports drink bottle and took
another sip, feeling an even greater thirst in my throat, nothing like the usual comfort. I couldn't worry about that now
. I put down the bottle and, with the help of my two older sisters, stood up, feeling utterly weak and powerless
, my legs feeling like they were walking on cotton.
"Can you walk?"
"Um...yes."
"Good boy, keep going! If we're late, all three of us will be severely punished."
"Okay."
Sister Lan's words implied that the three of us were in the same boat, and she would never leave Sister Hui behind and let me be late and punished
. I nodded weakly, and with the support of the two people, I took a step with my leaden legs and barely managed to walk out of the room
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