The Point of No Return of the Meng Man Wuchuan Chapter 15 Total 9 Chapters

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Chapter 1 The Sexual Frustration Within the Barbed Wire:
The Torito Prison, plagued by lax discipline and a series of bizarre incidents, began after Warden Kitajo's arrival. Within the prison administration, the "Sun Faction," represented by Warden Kitajo, relentlessly extorted money from inmates using every possible method. They determined who received a reduced sentence and by how much based on the amount of money or gifts given. Inmates seeking parole or a short stay at home naturally had to bribe them. Those in the latter category were even required to present local specialties they brought back from their hometowns to the warden and his associates upon returning to prison.
With the warden leading the way in violating discipline, many guards followed suit. Among the more than three hundred male and female inmates at Torito Prison, a significant number bribed guards for extra favors or favors. Particularly serious was the fact that it was an open secret that some female inmates with even a modicum of attractiveness willingly or unwillingly slept with guards. Especially the guard, Ogata, a burly, rough-looking man, who, using his power to assign jobs to prisoners, had slept with no fewer than two dozen female prisoners. This was a count by the male prisoners based on the number of female prisoners leaving Ogata's office.
Male prisoner Takekawa Takeo was sentenced to ten years in prison for murder. Among the male prisoners, he was the tallest. He had strong arms and well-developed muscles. No matter how bad the prison food was, he always ate it all. Unlike many male prisoners who resorted to masturbation when they couldn't hold back, he had secretly resolved to use his strong body to enjoy a life of freedom after his release. Of course, for a male prisoner like him, who had no one to rely on outside and no money to hire prostitutes for release, this was all he could think about.
Among his cellmates, Takekawa had been there the longest, and his ten-year sentence was almost up. Three months ago, Ogata, seeing that Takekawa's sentence was almost over and that he had a good record by not causing trouble with other inmates, assigned him a relatively easy job: cleaning the guards' quarters and office. Takekawa's work hours were 6:00 AM and 6:00 PM each day. No other work was assigned at other times.
This afternoon, it was Takekawa's turn to clean again. He threw his deck of cards on the floor and said to Hirata, who sat next to him, "You play."
Hirata was short and had terrible breath. He snatched Takekawa's hand before Yamada, who was also sitting next to him and wanted to play cards, could.
"What, going to clean the toilets for the guards again?" Takekawa's opponent, Matsumoto, took the cigarette from his mouth and sneered at Takekawa. "The women's toilet is a good place. Have you seen that damn big-assed guard—Haruko—pee?"
Matsumoto flicked the ash from his cigarette, which landed on the arm of Yokota, one of his cellmates and a loyal listener of his stories. Matsumoto was the cell's "storyteller," but all his stories were vulgar and obscene. He was imprisoned for rape.
Yokota quickly moved his arm away: "It's a pity Haruko never comes over here. Otherwise, I'd definitely fuck her from behind."
Matsumoto never said anything nice. Yokota chuckled beside him. Cleaning the guards' toilets was Takekawa's job, but the women's toilets weren't his responsibility; they were cleaned by a female inmate. Moreover, their work hours were staggered. Every time Takekawa went into the storage room between the men's and women's toilets to get cleaning supplies, the female inmate had already put the mops, brooms, and other items she had used back in their place. The storage room was piled high with things. Besides cleaning supplies, there were discarded tables and chairs, worn-out single beds from the guards, and so on.
The large wooden wall separating the storage room from the men's and women's toilets was old and worn. Takekawa stood in the room, staring at the wooden wall separating the women's toilets for a full three minutes. He forced himself not to think about it.
Just as Takekawa was about to move to the wall to get the mop and bucket, he suddenly heard the door to the men's restroom open, followed by a woman's voice:
"Here you are."
"There's no one here right now, please make do." It was the guard, Ogata's voice.
"Oh dear, how unromantic!"
"Miss Yumi, please."
Ogata said breathlessly. The sound of the door closing followed. Takekawa froze instantly. It was guard Ogata and female prisoner Yumi in the next room. Judging from their tone, they were about to do *that*. Right there in the men's restroom next door. This was the kind of thing the inmates often talked about with envy, yet also with great anger—guards messing with female prisoners.
Today, Takekawa had stumbled upon it. The desire to hear it didn't allow Takekawa to hesitate; it immediately filled his heart. After all, it was a matter between a man and a woman. Where else in prison could one find such an opportunity? Takekawa felt his blood rushing to his head, his heart tightening, and his calves trembling slightly with excitement. He tiptoed to the door and gently closed it. He could already hear the sounds of two people undressing from next door. Takekawa approached the wooden partition separating the men's restroom and stood motionless, his ear almost pressed against the wall. Ogata, from next door, started speaking again.
"Same as always, let's start with the mouth."
"You guards, none of you are good people, you don't even spare the female prisoners," Yumi said with a soft laugh.
"You women want us to do it too, huh? It's not good without a man, is it?"
"Bullshit, who's as bad as you?"
The voice stopped; Yumi had probably already started sucking his penis.
Then came Ogata's panting, mixed with sucking sounds. Takekawa held his breath, every nerve taut.
"Miss Yumi, really good!" Ogata praised, his breathing becoming rapid.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Takekawa wanted to see more. He craned his neck, searching the wall for a crack through which he could observe what was happening in the opposite restroom. He knew there was nothing separating the men's room. If there was even a small hole in the wall, he could see everything clearly. He twisted his head back and forth, searching the wall. The wooden wall was old, but there were no obvious gaps.
The sucking sounds from next door continued, and Ogata's panting grew louder. Takekawa was frantic, searching the wall even more frantically. Suddenly, he noticed a large crack about a meter above his head, and his heart leaped into his throat. He tiptoed over and placed an old high chair against the wall, then stood on it. Sure enough, there was a crack about 1.5 centimeters long. Takekawa's eyes widened as he saw what was happening inside the men's restroom.
Ogata had pulled his pants down to his ankles, his lower body bare, his buttocks half-leaning against the edge of the sink, his lower body thrusting forward desperately, while Yumi was sucking his penis. Ogata's penis was quite large, filling Yumi's mouth completely, saliva already dripping down it. She licked it while simultaneously stroking it with her hand. Yumi's panties had been pulled down, revealing her round, firm, and elastic white buttocks. Ogata's right hand was constantly probing and stroking the cleft of Yumi's upturned buttocks.
Takekawa was so excited he almost fell off his chair. He'd been in prison for almost ten years and had never seen a woman's body before. This vivid scene of lovemaking, this naked woman's body, was something he usually only saw in his dreams! He composed himself and continued watching.
Ogata's middle finger rubbed between Yumi's buttocks, then slowly moved his nectar-covered finger towards Yumi's light brown, tightly clenched anus. With a "plop," his middle finger began to penetrate her anus. Yumi twisted her buttocks, as if resisting Ogata's action. Ogata continued to insert his finger deep into Yumi's anus until his middle finger was completely inside her clitoris. Yumi began to make "mmm" sounds, probably trying to get Ogata to pull his finger out, but Ogata had already started thrusting his finger in and out of her anus.
He used his left hand to hold Yumi's head down, preventing her from lifting it, while his right middle finger rapidly thrust in and out of Yumi's untouched anus, his expression one of great satisfaction. Helpless, Yumi could only let Ogata play with her anus at will, but she stopped what she was doing with her mouth.
"Don't stop, keep sucking."
Ogata gently patted Yumi's head, his middle finger starting to rotate in her anus again. Yumi had no choice but to start sucking Ogata's thick penis again. Ogata continued to cruelly torture Yumi, considering himself the god of these female prisoners. Women like Yumi were imprisoned because of their laziness. Even after coming in, their nature remained unchanged; they wanted easy work and delicious food, and to achieve these things, of course, only Ogata could do it. After satisfying their demands, they would naturally have to give back to Ogata in return—it was a fair trade.
Ogata played with both of Yumi's orifices simultaneously, completely disregarding her feelings. His mouth was wide open, his body trembling, and his face flushed red with extreme excitement. Suddenly, Ogata forcefully shoved his index finger into Yumi's anus as well.
"Ah!" Yumi let out a short scream. She hurriedly stood up, trying to break free of Ogata's fingers. Ogata had no choice but to pull his fingers out of Yumi's anus and said,
"Now, sit on me."
Yumi frowned, slowly turned around, and, as Ogata instructed, extended her plump buttocks in front of Ogata's genitals. Ogata reached out and hugged Yumi's round buttocks. Yumi spread her legs, aligning her honey-drenched cleft with Ogata's thick, erect penis, and with a downward thrust, the penis smoothly entered Yumi's body. At this moment, Takekawa's body suddenly trembled. He hurriedly grabbed the wall to prevent himself from falling.
"Hurry up, Miss Yumi, my darling, my baby, hurry up!"
Ogata braced his hands on the edge of the sink, thrusting his lower body forward repeatedly, while constantly urging Yumi to move faster. Yumi felt much better now because there were no fingers inserted in her anus. She gripped her knees with both hands, lowered her head slightly, and vigorously thrust her hips back and forth in a piston-like motion. Ogata's thick, hard penis filled Yumi's vulva, and Yumi's plump, round buttocks slapped violently against Ogata's hairy abdomen. Yumi felt as if a red-hot iron rod was inserted into her vagina. She began to moan.
Ogata, head thrown back and lips twisted in a smirk, frantically pounded into Yumi's juicy vulva, and Yumi's full breasts bounced up and down with the violent movements. Takekawa, watching with barely suppressed lust, unzipped his faded jeans, pulled out his already hard and slightly aching penis, and slowly stroked it with his hand, trying his best to hold back from ejaculating.
Then, Ogata changed his tactics again. He stood up straight, had Yumi place her hands on the ground, and raised her buttocks high. He grasped his penis and rubbed it up and down between Yumi's buttocks a few times, then thrust it into her vagina with a sudden, forceful motion. He first pumped in and out slowly a few times, his thick penis tightly enveloped by her vagina. With each thrust, her labia were pulled open and closed, and Yumi's vaginal fluids soaked his penis.
Ogata quickened his thrusting, his facial muscles tense, his hands pressing down on Yumi's plump, white buttocks, the impact of their flesh producing a "slap, slap" sound. Yumi's lowered head began to shake violently, her buttocks responding with all her might.
"Ah
... " Ah ... "Ahhhhhh!" Oogami's body trembled violently with a groan, and soon, a large amount of semen sprayed into Yumi's red lips. Since the last time, Takekawa seemed lost and disoriented. He hastily finished the cleaning work for the first time. While carrying the bucket of water up the stairs, he almost tripped and spilled all the water. He knew this was due to his dazed state and decreased concentration; after all, the stimulation was too intense. His suppressed lust was ignited by chance this time. He knew that once this instinct was awakened, the desire for a woman's body would be extremely strong, and his last days in prison would be the most unbearable since his imprisonment. Takekawa was twenty-four years old when he entered prison. Strong and healthy, the long, unbearable days without a woman in prison were unimaginable. But Takekawa had calmly considered that although a ten-year sentence was unbearable, it would eventually end. As long as he worked dutifully in prison and didn't antagonize the guards, everything would start anew after ten years. At that time, women and such would be readily available! To secure a reduced sentence, Takekawa worked as hard as he could, behaving impeccably. However, since Warden Kitaro arrived, the rule here was that money mattered, not personal connections. Without bribes, even the best behavior wouldn't get him a reduced sentence. Takekawa had no relatives outside, so naturally no one would help him. As for Miyamoto, the gang leader he had worked for ten years ago, he was even less likely to receive any help. The reason he had been in prison for so long was because Miyamoto, the leader of the Inayama Matsuda-gumi, had tricked him into confessing to murder, taking the blame for him and being sentenced. Miyamoto had promised to find a way to bail him out immediately after sentencing (claiming he was very confident), and that he would receive special treatment within the organization. However, Miyamoto was lying. With no hope of a reduced sentence or bail, Takekawa gritted his teeth and resolved to endure the full ten years. To prevent an intense craving for women during his ten years in prison, Takekawa worked tirelessly to suppress his desires. "After I get out, I'll have everything," he often told himself, which brought him some peace. Enjoying life like an ordinary person after his release was Takekawa's only source of strength during his imprisonment. However, the sudden shock that afternoon had unleashed the floodgates of desire he had suppressed for years, making the coming days extremely difficult. Whenever Takekawa closed his eyes, images of Yumi's plump, round buttocks, her flowing vagina, her light brown anus, and the brutal penetration by Ogata would vividly appear in his mind. "Hang in there, it's almost over," Takekawa shouted to himself. "He really is quite voluptuous! That Ogata kid wasn't lying to me." In the cell, Matsumoto, with his burly face, sat on the floor in front of Matsumoto's bed with the short Anzai and the local Yokota. A bottle of shochu sat in front of them, and a teacup contained salted fish slices that Yokota had offered. There was still more than half an hour before the cell lights went out, and Matsumoto began to vividly recount to his fellow inmates his meeting with the geisha during his afternoon visit. "I went into the family visiting room, and that kid Ogata wisely left. Of course, maybe he peeked, but I didn't care. Once the guard was gone, I went up and hugged the woman tightly, pressing my already hard penis against her lower abdomen. I asked her, 'What should I call you?' 'Call me Chiyoko.' The woman seemed a little embarrassed, turning her pale face to the side. I bit her ear, licking the inside of Chiyoko's ear with my tongue, my warm breath tickling her."

Matsumoto picked up the bottle, took a big gulp, and drank it down.
Yokota pouted, anxiously waiting for what he would say next.
"When I paid Ogata, I specified that I wanted a voluptuous woman, but this bitch is damn voluptuous,"
Anzai said, swallowing hard.
Matsumoto gestured with his hands, speaking enthusiastically.
"After nibbling on her face for a while, I started to undress her. I lifted her sweater and pulled it up hard, and wow, a pair of big breasts popped out. I cupped them in my hands. They were real, no stuffing, soft and yielding in my hands. I squeezed them together, making them firm, with a deep cleavage in the middle. I stuck out my tongue and started licking them. This woman started moaning and groaning, tilting her head back. She really knew how to arouse people."
Yokota's hand, which was reaching for sashimi in the teacup, remained motionless.
"I licked her breasts until they were wet, and her nipples became hard and protruded forward from the stimulation. I bit one of them, gently rubbing it with my teeth, and Chiyoko's moans grew louder and louder. Then, I released her breasts, squatted down in front of her, and started to pull down her pants. Chiyoko's ass was really big, and the pants were stretched taut inside. She stood still, and it took me a bit of effort to pull them off. Underneath, she was wearing a pink pair of briefs, which I quickly pulled down as well. Good heavens, this woman's entire abdomen was covered with curly pubic hair, so damn sexy! Chiyoko started to wiggle her body at me while standing. I stared at her for a while with my mouth wide open, then pressed my face against this slutty woman's crotch and started licking her thick labia, while my hands kept stroking her full and elastic buttocks from behind."
Anzai began to moan excitedly.
“That bitch was fucking slutty. The moment my tongue touched her opening, her juices started flowing. I curled my tongue and thrust it into her pussy. She spread her legs wide, grabbed my head with both hands, and slammed it down on her genitals.”
Matsumoto stopped talking for a moment, pulled out a pack of decent cigarettes from his clothes, took one out and put it in his mouth. Anzai quickly took out a match and lit it for Matsumoto. Thanks to the financial support of his friends outside, Matsumoto was living a relatively comfortable life in prison.
“My tongue kept sucking on Chiyoko’s opening and between her labia, rubbing against her clitoris. This bitch was moaning and groaning from my ministrations. After I’d had my fill, I stood up and started taking off my pants.”
Matsumoto took a deep drag on his cigarette.
"After my thing was revealed, Chiyoko screamed in fright, or perhaps in delight. She said she had never seen anything so big before. I told her to come over and squat down to serve me with her mouth. She excitedly opened her mouth wide and took my thing in her mouth, sucking, licking, and stroking it with one hand and rubbing it with both hands. It made me feel incredibly good. She truly is worthy of being a prostitute."
Matsumoto deliberately paused for a moment, glanced at Anzai, whose face was flushed with excitement, and then continued.
"I cradled Chiyoko's head, thrust my hips forward, and pressed my penis against her throat. Soon, she couldn't breathe. She wanted me to let go, but I held her head, my penis pressed against her throat, unmoving, until she turned red from suffocation and tears welled in her eyes. Only then did I release her. Now, I commanded her to turn around, grab the table legs with both hands, and extend her buttocks. She did as I instructed, her plump, white buttocks sticking up high. I grasped the head of my penis and slowly rubbed the engorged glans up and down in her buttocks cleft, gently touching her anus.
Chiyoko's anus was very large and smooth, arousing my urge to fuck her asshole. I used the head of my penis..." After rubbing against her buttocks for a while, I spat on my palm, smeared the saliva on my glans, and then forcefully pried open Chiyoko's buttocks with both hands. Her buttocks were spread wide open, and her anus was exposed. I gently pressed the head of my penis against her anus, and then thrust hard. With a "plop," my penis went all the way into her anus. Chiyoko
screamed in pain. She never expected that I would fuck her anus. I held Chiyoko's buttocks tightly with both hands, not letting her escape, and then desperately began to violently thrust my huge cannon into her tight anus..."
Anzai and Yokota were so excited that they trembled all over and secretly stretched their bodies straight and ejaculated under the covers.
Since the last time, Takekawa had been staying in the storeroom for more than half an hour at a time. On the one hand, he wanted to see the good thing he had seen in the men's restroom again, and at the same time, he also began to peep at the scene in the women's restroom.
Torio Prison is a mixed-gender prison, so there are quite a few female guards, mostly around thirty years old. There are a few nearing forty, but also some just over twenty; for example, female guard Haruko looks to be only twenty-two or twenty-three. Peeping at female guards defecating or urinating is no ordinary violation of discipline; if caught, it's not just a matter of a reprimand, and could result in further punishment. However, Takekawa couldn't resist the temptation to peep at women, but he had to do it discreetly. After all, the storage room is generally inaccessible, and the female inmate responsible for cleaning the female guards' dormitories and toilets entered the storage room at staggered times, so they would never bump into each other. Haruko and the other female guards, when using the toilets, would never dream that a male inmate was peeping at them naked while they relieved themselves in the adjacent storage room.
But there was indeed a male inmate peeping. Takekawa had secretly made a small, concealed cut in the old wooden wall separating the women's restroom from the toilet. When not in use, he would plug the gap with a small piece of wood. From there, both in the mornings and afternoons, Takekawa spied on many female guards, including Haruko, urinating and defecating. These were the most wonderful days of his imprisonment. When the guards relieved themselves, their buttocks were directly in Takekawa's direction, only about a meter away, allowing him a clear view. The guards' snow-white, plump buttocks, and the soft, curly pubic hair revealed when they stood up, made Takekawa's heart almost stop!
While spying, Takekawa noticed that young Haruko's buttocks were indeed very large, especially when she bent over to urinate; the muscles around her anus contracted, and the color of her anus was pink, very beautiful. The guard with the thickest pubic hair was Shino—a very large woman. While peeping, Takekawa stared intently at the female guard's snow-white buttocks, imagining himself raping her, and then secretly ejaculated.
Chapter Two: The Lewd Female Guard
Yokota was the youngest prisoner in the cell, imprisoned for assault. Before his imprisonment, he and his brother Ichiro ran a motorcycle repair shop in town. One day, a customer brought in a nearly new imported motorcycle that needed a part replaced, but it was stolen. This greatly distressed the brothers, who were running a small business; they couldn't afford to pay for it! The brothers were both angry and anxious, especially Yokota. He thought about how his brother Ichiro was waiting to earn money quickly so he could marry his future sister-in-law, Hideko. Now it was all over; even if they lost the entire repair shop, they still couldn't afford to pay for the imported motorcycle.
Although his brother reported it to the police immediately, they found no clues at the scene, and his brother just sighed. On the third day, Yokota heard that a neighbor named Oshima had been loitering near Ichiro's repair shop before his motorcycle was stolen. Oshima was a local hoodlum and a complete thief. Confused by the theft, Yokota immediately confronted Oshima, who naturally denied it. The two started fighting, and in a fit of rage, Yokota punched Oshima in the eye, blinding him. Later investigations proved that Oshima had no chance of committing the crime, while Yokota was sentenced to six years in prison for unprovoked assault and imprisoned in the local Torito Prison.
Yokota had a good relationship with Takekawa, and he invited Takekawa to visit his brother after his release.
"My brother is truly a blessed man,"
Yokota thought, lying in bed that day, thinking about his brother Ichiro living freely outside, with his sister-in-law Hideko and her family.
Everyone else in the room had gone out for a walk, except for Yokota and Takekawa, who remained on their beds resting. Takekawa needed to conserve his energy for the storeroom later. He knew Yokota was thinking about his brother Ichiro's robust rural sister-in-law again.
"Damn it, what this place lacks most is women,"
Yokota muttered, turning over and making the bed frame creak.
His sister-in-law, Hideko, was a farm girl from the countryside outside the city. Due to years of manual labor, she was very strong. Her arms and thighs were thick and strong, her body was sturdy, and her pubic hair was thick and abundant—something Yokota had discovered before he went to prison when he spied on her bathing outside the makeshift bathroom in his house. He had spied on her twice. He saw that Hideko had fair skin and a very full figure. When her back was to Yokota, the cleft between her wide buttocks formed a straight line, and when Hideko bent over, her buttocks appeared even larger. Yokota really wanted to touch Hideko's buttocks with his own hands. Of course, Yokota was always on edge when he spied on her, afraid that his brother would see him—that would be terrible.
Less than half a year after Yokota went to prison, his brother Ichiro married Hideko. In prison, Yokota often worried about his brother. Could his physically weak brother handle his sister-in-law Hideko? He had heard that women with big buttocks had very strong sexual desires.
"When I get out, I'll definitely ask my sister-in-law to find me a woman just like her," Yokota said, as if speaking to Takekawa, but also as if talking to himself.
Takekawa, on the other hand, was lost in his own thoughts. Just a little longer and he would be out, never having to return to this hellish place again. All his dreams would suddenly become reality; ten years of torment would finally be over. Deep in Takekawa's heart lay a secret known only to him: buried beneath the kitchen floor of the ordinary house his parents left him in Matsukaze City lay a sum of hard-earned money from five years of fighting his way into the Matsukaze gang—five million yen and five diamonds weighing a total of 9.2 carats, contained in a roughly square wooden money box. The money and diamonds were carefully packed in strong plastic bags before being placed inside the box, so there was no worry about the yen notes getting damp.
After his release from prison, with this money earned at the cost of his life, Takekawa would have no worries about making a living as long as he didn't cause trouble again. Moreover, the money from selling the diamonds would be enough beyond the necessary capital for starting a business. And naturally, he wouldn't lack for women.
Takekawa didn't even tell his then-girlfriend, Nobuko, about the money box under the kitchen floor. It was fortunate he didn't. Although Nobuko and Takekawa had been living together for six months and their relationship was quite good, after the gang leader, Miyamoto, tricked Takekawa, a low-level henchman, into taking their place and being sentenced to Torito Prison, Nobuko immediately broke up with him and turned to Miyamoto's deputy, deputy gang leader, Nakamura. In reality, Nakamura, a key member of the gang, had long been eyeing Nobuko, and it's possible that his own imprisonment was a scheme orchestrated by the two gang leaders. If Nobuko had known about the money box under the kitchen floor, Takekawa would have truly been in despair in prison.
Today, according to Warden Kawasaki, the procedures for Takekawa's release are being processed. Yesterday afternoon, in an office in the prison, Wu Chuan stood against the wall, having his picture taken by a staff member for archiving… It was
cleaning time again. With a surge of impulsiveness, Wu Chuan carried buckets, mops, and other supplies to the storage room. Now, he was more careful and cautious. His release date was approaching, and he desperately wanted to avoid any trouble. However, the urge to peep at women's buttocks was something he couldn't suppress. He hadn't witnessed the scene of two people making love in the men's restroom since his last peep; and he rarely saw female guards urinating or defecating, as Wu Chuan couldn't stay in the storage room for too long.
This time, before entering, he looked back carefully as usual, making sure no one was watching. He then tiptoed into the storage room, gently closing the door and locking it. After placing his cleaning tools, Wu Chuan stood in the gap of the wooden wall separating the women's restroom and waited quietly.
About ten minutes later, the door to the women's restroom opened. Takekawa held his breath, staring at the door of the women's restroom. He saw the female guard, Shino, enter—the woman with the thickest pubic hair. But then, another person slipped in behind her. Takekawa froze. The person who followed Shino into the women's restroom was a man! It was Matsumoto, the rapist from this cell!!
At first, Takekawa thought Matsumoto was going to rape Shino, and his mouth dropped open in surprise. But then he heard Shino's voice:
"Matsumoto-kun, hurry up, you only have five minutes." Shino looked between Matsumoto's legs and chuckled softly.
"Can you get into peak condition quickly?"
"Absolutely no problem, I guarantee you'll be satisfied and comfortable."
Matsumoto had already started pulling down his pants; he was already incredibly excited, even his voice trembled slightly.
Ah! So the female guard was seducing the strong Matsumoto. Takekawa suddenly understood. That bastard Matsumoto, he's got quite the luck with women. Perhaps the burly Shino couldn't resist any longer, and she actually seduced a male inmate in the prison. Shino must have heard that Matsumoto was a sexually voracious rapist! But she had no idea that in Torino Prison there was someone even more formidable than Matsumoto, and someone who had always kept his virility hidden!
Matsumoto had already taken off his pants, his already erect penis stretching out long. Shino also lifted her short skirt to her waist, pulled her panties down to her ankles, revealing her thick pubic hair. Shino turned around and saw Matsumoto's erect penis, exclaiming in surprise, "Ah!" She quickly rushed to Matsumoto's crotch, cupped his hard penis in her hands, and took it all the way into her mouth. Takekawa shuddered at the sight.
The female guard, Shino, was about thirty-two or thirty-three years old, with a voluptuous figure, and when she bent over, her round buttocks were surprisingly large. A woman like that must have an extremely strong sex drive.
Matsumoto, his lower body bare, thrust forward forcefully, letting Shino lick his penis, while he tilted his head back, mouth agape, panting.
"Wow...so good...oh...ah...ahh..." Matsumoto cried out in pleasure.
Matsumoto thoroughly enjoyed the service of the large Shino's red lips, feeling as if he had ascended to heaven. Shino, while rapidly sucking on his penis, vigorously stroked it with his hand, excitedly emitting indistinct "ooh-ooh" moans.
"Ah...okay...so good...like this...ah..." Matsumoto excitedly shook his head wildly.
"Mmm..." Shino's moans sounded like whistling.
Suddenly, Shino stopped his mouthing, stood up abruptly, and said urgently to Matsumoto, "Come in quickly."
After saying that, Shino turned around, braced himself on the edge of the sink in the toilet, and stretched his buttocks towards Matsumoto behind him.
This was an incredibly large, plump ass, the kind of white ass any man would want to ride and fuck. But now, this good fortune had fallen to Matsumoto, his cellmate. Matsumoto, imprisoned for rape, was now going to brutally fuck the ass of Shino, the female guard who watched over the prisoners!
That bastard! Takekawa was practically bleeding with jealousy.
Because of time constraints, Matsumoto didn't dare to properly admire Shino's trembling ass. He hurriedly aimed his stiff penis at the bottom of Shino's cleft and thrust hard, "whoosh," it was fully inserted.
"Oh..." Shino lifted her head in extreme pleasure.
Once inside Shino's vagina, Matsumoto revealed his true colors. He cupped Shino's round ass and began to thrust viciously. And this was exactly what Shino needed. She desperately twisted her ass, demanding that Matsumoto be more vigorous, even more vigorous.
“Oh…oh…” Matsumoto thrust desperately, each stroke reaching the deepest part of Shino’s vagina.
“Ah…ah…you…Matsumoto-kun…you’re so fierce…you’re raping…raping a female guard…ah…raping…raping me…”
“I’m raping you…raping you to death…” Matsumoto grinned savagely.
His scalding penis pumped rapidly inside Shino’s vagina, Matsumoto’s lower abdomen slamming heavily against Shino’s plump buttocks, almost making Shino faint. Matsumoto continued to thrust tirelessly into Shino, her large buttocks fueling his lust.
“You really are…so strong…you’re going to fuck me to death…won’t you cum…” Shino had already climaxed several times and began to beg for mercy.
“No, I have to do it again… I’ll make you die again…”
Matsumoto seemed to have inexhaustible energy. He simply used both hands to lift Shino’s buttocks up and fuck her. Now only Shino’s toes touched the ground, her buttocks were suspended high.
“Ah…!”
The extremely stimulating sexual intercourse drove Shino crazy again. Matsumoto lifted Shino’s plump buttocks and pounded wildly against her vulva. Shino’s vaginal fluids had already soaked all the pubic hair on her lower abdomen.
“Oh… oh…”
“Mmm… oh… oh…”
Matsumoto was now fucking Shino hard with a feeling of rape. “You asked for this.” Matsumoto thought maliciously.
After a few sharp moans, Shino went limp again, her head slumped weakly against the edge of the sink. The big Shino was completely overwhelmed by Matsumoto several times in a short period of time. She had to admit that this guy was powerful.
However, Matsumoto continued to relentlessly pound into Shino's flesh, making her feel a burning sensation inside her vagina. Finally, it was Matsumoto's turn to erupt. He desperately suppressed his roar, but it still escaped his mouth. Hot semen, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, shot deep into Shino's full body.
Just as Matsumoto lifted Shino's large buttocks and began to pound into her, the extreme stimulation caused Takekawa on the other side of the wall to ejaculate immediately.
Matsumoto didn't tell anyone about this incident of violently pounding the female guard. Naturally, Takekawa never mentioned it to anyone again. The matter passed by unnoticed...
Chapter 3? The perverted rapist
Takekawa respectfully received his release certificate from Warden Kawasaki. Warden Ogata was also in the Warden's office, flipping through a foreign magazine and chewing gum.
"Here's some money, enough for your trip back to your hometown, Matsuoka City." Kawasaki picked up an envelope from the table and handed it to Takekawa, then added, "Don't come back in!"
"Takekawa-kun, do a good job after you get out." Warden Ogata also looked up and smiled at Takekawa.
Takekawa folded his release certificate and carefully hid it in the inner pocket of his jacket. He put the envelope containing yen into his canvas backpack, then bowed deeply to Warden Kawasaki, who was a head shorter than him:
"Thank you for your care."
He then bowed again to Ogata, who was sitting next to the desk, and said "Thank you for your care" as well. These words came from the bottom of Takekawa's heart, because the cleaning work Ogata had assigned him had given Takekawa quite a bit of fun in the storeroom.
"Hmm!" Ogata nodded.
The tall Takekawa walked out of the warden's office.
Finally, he was free! The excitement of regaining his freedom made Takekawa want to shout! Everything he had lost was back. Ten years of losses must be meticulously and completely made up for.
Walking out of the prison gates, Takekawa strode forward without looking back.
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The night before Takekawa's release, at the home of Yokota's brother, Ichiro, around 2:00 AM, Ichiro and his wife, sleeping on the tatami mats in their bedroom, woke up simultaneously. They saw the bedroom door open and two dark figures moving towards the bedside. Hideko screamed in alarm.
A man's low, menacing voice rang out: "Don't shout, or I'll kill you."
The two figures pounced, pressing Ichiro and his wife's heads onto the pillows, sharp knife tips pressed against their heads. Hideko was too terrified to scream again.
"Turn on the bedside lamp!" the one holding Ichiro's head against the pillows commanded.
The weak Ichiro was so frightened he almost stopped breathing. He blankly reached out and switched on the bedside lamp. The lamp was positioned about a meter above the pillow on the wall, and suddenly, the situation inside the room could be roughly seen.
"As long as you obediently do as we say, we'll disappear quickly,"
the man holding Ichiro's arm spoke again; he was probably the leader. Ichiro could see that the people who entered the room were all wearing women's black stockings over their heads, obscuring their faces, and were all dressed in dark clothing. The knife held against them was about a foot long. The tip of the knife had already pierced the skin on Ichiro's forehead, and he pressed his head tightly against the pillow, afraid to move.
Before going to bed, Ichiro hadn't checked if the repair shop door was closed; he assumed his wife, Hideko, would have closed it. It seemed the door wasn't properly closed. Perhaps Hideko shared the same thought as her husband; she hadn't checked the door either and went into the room to rest. Once inside the repair shop, it would be easy to pry open the bedroom door with that long knife. Ichiro was filled with regret.
By the dim light in the bedroom, the thugs bound Ichiro's hands with wire and gagged him with wide duct tape. The wire and tape were likely obtained from Ichiro's repair shop.
"Take out all the money in the house,"
the taller man commanded, lightly tapping Hideko's cheek with his long knife. Hideko had been forced to sit on the tatami mat, the blanket pulled aside, her arms crossed tightly to her chest, trembling with fear. The two thugs' eyes were fixed on Hideko's muscular body; most of her breasts were exposed in the crook of her arms, and her lower body, clad only in underwear, and her bare thighs were completely visible.
"Money...money..."
Hideko hesitated. Ichiro, his mouth still sealed, nudged his wife with his foot. Hideko turned to look at Ichiro, who was mumbling something and nodding. Ichiro wanted to give the money to the two masked intruders so they would leave quickly. Hideko understood her husband's meaning, and she slowly got up from the tatami mat. The two masked men watched silently as Hideko, with her plump and muscular lower body, walked towards the place where the money and valuables were kept inside.
The money she kept at home totaled a little over 30,000 yen, including 20,000 yen she had just withdrawn to buy a water heater for showering. Without thinking twice, Hideko handed it all over to the two masked men. Then, Hideko squatted down and picked up the blanket to cover herself.
"Is this all you have? You run such a lucrative shop, and you think you can get rid of us with this little bit of money? Aren't you a bit stingy?"
The tall man suddenly pulled the blanket off Hideko.
"Ah!" Hideko screamed again.
"You bastard, don't scream!"
The tall man grabbed Hideko's arm; it was a smooth-skinned but very thick arm. The shorter man held a knife to the terrified Ichiro again, threatening in a low voice:
"If you don't behave, we'll kill you!"
The humiliation began.
The two men quickly stripped Hideko of her only clothes—her bra and panties—revealing her dark pubic hair in the dim light. Hideko was forcibly pushed down onto the tatami mat by two men. She struggled desperately, kicking the pillow against the wall. The taller man pulled off the sock covering his head, revealing an excited face. He pounced on Hideko's lower abdomen, rubbing his face against the thick pubic hair, his hands kneading her plump thighs, his breathing heavy. The shorter man kneaded before Hideko, bending down to kiss her face passionately, the sounds of their kisses echoing in the bedroom.
Hideko's body was held down by the frenzied men, unable to even twist. Her thighs were forcefully spread apart, and the taller man's mouth moved towards her groin, his tongue sliding between her labia. He used his hands to separate her thick labia, lightly licking them with his tongue; the distinctive scent of her genitals intensely stimulated his nostrils. The taller man used his lips to pull Hideko's labia outwards, while simultaneously scratching and picking at the soft skin on either side of her labia. The other man simply sat on Hideko's head, grabbing her full breasts and fondling them with obvious pleasure. Hideko's head, pinned down, shifted slightly to breathe. The shorter man pinched and pulled her nipples with his fingers, while his hands rubbed her waist and navel. Hideko was being played with by two men simultaneously. Then,
the man below stopped licking, stood up, and told Hideko to stick her buttocks out. Helpless, Hideko complied, extending her plump, firm buttocks towards the man's crotch. Ichiro remained tightly closed in pain, unable to move or cry out.
At this moment, the man about to rape Hideko chuckled, his hands continuously caressing her round buttocks. Hideko's buttocks began to tremble, her hands struggling to support her on the ground. The man standing in front of her quickly pulled down his pants, shoving his already erect penis to her mouth and ordering her to take it in. Hideko shook her head in protest, but the man slapped her across the face. Then, he cupped her face in his hands, pried open her teeth with his glans, and began thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth.
The man behind her could no longer restrain himself. He unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, and positioned his erect penis against the cleft of Hideko's buttocks.
"Mmm, this part needs to go in too."
He slapped Hideko's buttocks, took a deep breath, aimed his penis at her vagina, and with a forceful thrust, "plop," it slid in.
Hideko suppressed a sob.
The two men, one in front and one behind, were defiling Hideko. In the dim light, the three bodies were projected onto the wall, forming a lewd shadow. Hideko's body was simultaneously penetrated by two men's penises; the extreme humiliation was driving her to the brink of despair. The man behind Hideko knelt on one knee, his buttocks moving back and forth, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina.
"Ah...ah...ah..."
His mouth was wide open, his eyes looking up at the ceiling, each thrust more violent than the last. His glans rubbed against Hideko's vagina until it was red and swollen, the tingling sensation causing his body to convulse. The man thrust hard into Hideko's vagina, shaking his head and groaning:
"Ah...so full...so hot...so tingling and numb...Madam is truly...exquisitely wonderful...ah..."
"...Madam's vagina...is really...so beautiful...ah...so tight...I...I feel so...good..."
The man's knees left the ground, his body bent forward, almost pressed against Hideko's back, his hands on either side of the woman's firm waist, his lower body slamming even harder against Hideko's buttocks, making rapid "slap, slap, slap" sounds of flesh colliding. Hideko's vagina was being frantically thrust into by the man. His thick, hard penis felt like a scorching hot iron rod, and she felt as if a million ants were crawling all over her body, making her incredibly itchy.
"Ah... Madam... I really... thank you... for giving us money and... your body... to fuck... fuck your little hole... ah... I'm going to fuck you to death..."
"Ah... so beautiful... such a beautiful ass..."
The man relentlessly raped Hideko, his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina quickly and forcefully. Hideko's face was flushed red, her nipples were erect, and heavy breathing began to come from her mouth, which was filled with another man's penis.
"How is it... comfortable, isn't it... being raped by two men... Madam probably dreams about it all the time..." The man in front began to tease Hideko, his penis still thrusting in and out of her mouth.
“Haha… How does it feel to have two men’s big cocks inside you at the same time…”
“…Madam’s body is so strong… You should have two men serving you at the same time…”
The man in front bent his legs, stroking Hideko’s strong arms with his hands, while his penis pressed against Hideko’s upper palate, stopping his thrusting. Hideko licked the hot glans with her tongue.
“Oh…oh…” the man groaned.
“Ah…it’s about to come out…Madam…it’s so good…Madam is aroused too, isn’t she…”
“Fuck you to death…fuck you to death…ah…ah…”
The man behind was so excited he was about to faint. Hideko’s labia tightly gripped the thrusting penis, and after another round of frenzied pounding, the man pressed his lower abdomen firmly against Hideko’s buttocks, and his hot semen shot into Hideko’s slit. At this moment, the man in front pulled his penis out of Hideko’s mouth, knelt behind Hideko, made his partner, who had finished, move aside a little, and then suddenly inserted his almost numb penis into Hideko’s anus.
“Come on…move faster…big ass…”
He was demanding Hideko’s cooperation, so Hideko began to move her firm buttocks in response to the man’s movements. The thick penis inside her anus was very large, filling the anal sphincter completely.
“Ah…good…good…madam is really good…your anus is so beautiful…so beautiful…your buttocks…so round…so firm…”
The short man pounded hard against Hideko’s buttocks…
After the two men finished their first time, they asked Hideko to get them some food. Hideko brought them a plate of salted fish and two pieces of bread. After eating, the two men drank the large glass of ice water that Hideko brought them. Then, having filled their stomachs, the men launched a second attack on the voluptuous Hideko, this time even more intense than the first time, continuing until dawn.
After dawn, the two thugs left the unconscious Hideko aside and fled with more than 30,000 yen that they had stolen.
Around noon, Takekawa arrived at Ichiro's repair shop. He was there at the request of Ichiro's younger brother, Yokota, who was still in prison. After his release, Takekawa had hitchhiked into town, trying to save money as much as possible. He had originally planned to rush to lunch; he carried a letter Yokota had given to his brother, instructing him to treat him well. Takekawa also wanted to see Yokota's mistress—his sister-in-law, Hideko—whom Yokota constantly talked about.
However, Takekawa noticed a large crowd gathered in front of Ichiro's shop, mostly Ichiro's neighbors. Something had happened at Yokota's brother's house, Takekawa intuitively realized. Apparently, after the two thugs left Ichiro's house, the awakened Hideko untied her husband's hands from the wire bindings. Seeing his wife still naked and with lingering semen between her legs, Ichiro was furious. He no longer cared about saving face and quickly picked up the phone to call the police.
After receiving the report, the detectives arrived promptly at Ichiro's house to investigate, questioning him for nearly three hours before leaving. Hideko wept throughout the questioning, while her husband, Ichiro, sat silently on the tatami mat, his hands covering his head. Besides the robbery, Hideko was primarily the victim; however, she didn't mention the incident where two men had aroused her. Ichiro pretended not to know. After the detectives left, some curious neighbors gathered at the shop's entrance, remaining there until noon.
Takekawa took the letter Yokota had given his brother from his pocket and tore it to shreds. It wasn't convenient to go inside at this point, so Takekawa left Ichiro's house.
After hearing the general situation from the neighbors, only two things came to Takekawa's mind: first, the two men who gang-raped Hideko must have been incredibly excited; second, he wondered what Yokota thought after hearing that his sister-in-law Hideko had been raped unconscious by two masked men.
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After crossing the Tsugaru Strait, Takekawa boarded a high-speed train from the Japanese National Railways directly to Shimonoseki.
On the train, Takekawa always tried to sit next to women. The seats on Japanese trains are relatively comfortable, and two people sitting together wouldn't feel cramped. However, after sitting next to a woman (especially a young woman), Takekawa would press his buttocks tightly against her genitals and desperately inhale her body odor. Once the female passenger sensed Takekawa's ulterior motives, she would immediately leave her seat.
The further south the train traveled, the higher the temperature became. The female passengers who boarded along the way wore increasingly lighter clothing. Takekawa's gaze constantly swept over the young women in his carriage; the sight of their trembling breasts and vibrant bodies beneath their clothes often made him breathless.
When the train stopped at Matsue Station, a group of female university students traveling south for vacation boarded Takekawa's carriage. A female student who introduced herself as Kyoko sat down in the row of seats next to Takekawa. Takekawa offered her a seat by the window, and the girl thanked him happily. Actually, Takekawa wanted to pretend to admire the scenery outside the window while secretly watching the girl.
This girl named Kyoko had very fair skin, a smooth neck, and a well-developed figure. Just as she sat down, Takekawa noticed that her buttocks appeared quite full under her skirt. Takekawa squinted, his hands clenched tightly in the shadows, and his lower body was already aroused.
After the train had been moving for a while, the girl stood up and put her luggage bag on the luggage rack above the window. The luggage rack was quite high, and Kyoko stood on tiptoe, her buttocks sticking out as well. Seeing this, Takekawa's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up as well, helping to put Kyoko's luggage on the rack, while his lower body pressed tightly against Kyoko's full buttocks. Kyoko was stunned for a moment, then quickly sat down. From then on, she kept looking out the window and never looked back. Wuchuan couldn't contain himself any longer. He closed his eyes, pretending to doze off. His left hand stealthily reached under Kyoko's buttocks.
Wuchuan's fingers began to slip between Kyoko's buttocks and the seat, the comfortable sensation of his fingers touching the cleft of her buttocks under her skirt making his heart pound. "Oh..." Wuchuan began to groan softly.
Suddenly, Kyoko stood up. She quickly stood on her seat, grabbed her luggage bag, jumped down, and left the seat Wuchuan had given her, running away to her classmates without looking back. Chapter
Four: The Loss of the Treasure
- Matsuoka City, the second largest city on Kyushu Island.
Matsuoka City is located in western Kyushu, with a population of 620,000, and is the capital of Matsuoka Prefecture. It has a developed industry, mainly in machinery, electronics, and textiles. Its suburbs have a thriving horticulture industry, and its valuable flowers and trees are sold throughout Japan. The city has changed a lot, with many high-rise buildings now constructed. In some places, Wuchuan could hardly recognize where he was.
The house left by his parents is located in Futamacho, a neighborhood mostly comprised of private homes. When Takekawa went to prison, he entrusted his house, which had a small yard, to his girlfriend, Nobuko, giving her the deed as well. When Nobuko wrote to Takekawa saying she wanted to break up with him, she didn't mention the house. Logically, since they had broken up, she should have moved out of Takekawa's house and given the deed to someone else Takekawa approved of. However, after Takekawa sent his letter inquiring about the deed, Nobuko never replied. Now, Takekawa has no idea whether anyone lives in the house or who lives there. To make things easier, he decided to sneak into the house at midnight and retrieve the money box from under the kitchen floor. The prison allowance is now only enough for a simple dinner.
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Kosaka Yasunari has been having an affair with the young maid, Chie, for over two months. Their first sexual encounter took place in the kitchen where Chie was working.
That morning, Mitsuko, Mitsuko's wife, went back to her parents' home in Nagasaki. Before leaving, she gave Chie detailed instructions regarding her husband's life for the coming days, telling her to come early and leave late each day, and to do as much work as possible so that her husband wouldn't have to worry about household chores after she left. Chie happily agreed.
Chie had been working as a maid in the Kosaka household for over half a year. Chie was well-developed and of medium height. Because she had done various farm chores at home, her skin was tanned dark, which gave her a more robust appearance. Chie had thick lips, full breasts that stretched her shirt tightly, and round buttocks.
Simple-minded, not very educated, yet exuding sex appeal, Chie had long since aroused Kosaka's desire to taste forbidden fruit. Because they had no children, the Kosaka couple lived a relatively comfortable life. After their maid, Chie, came to live with them, Kosaka secretly gave her many favors, saying it was to help Chie's family, which was struggling financially, but he couldn't let his wife, Mitsuko, know. Chie was very grateful to Mr. Kosaka.
One day, when Mr. Kosaka went into the kitchen to get something, Chie, seeing her master enter, secretly unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, intentionally exposing her ample breasts to him. She knew that Mr. Kosaka had long been paying attention to her body. Mr. Kosaka was generous and handsome, and Chie had long intended to have an affair with him.
Today, Mr. Kosaka had already heard that his wife, Mitsuko, was going to visit her parents, so he didn't go to the company and worked from home. In fact, as soon as he saw his wife off, Mr. Kosaka went into the kitchen.
Chie was standing in front of the sink, head down, lost in thought.
Kosaka and Chie, already "in perfect harmony," embraced tightly in the kitchen. Chie's breasts pressed tightly against Kosaka's firm chest, her head tilted back slightly, her lips parted, her warm breath hitting Kosaka's nostrils. Kosaka held Chie's voluptuous body tightly in his arms, breathing heavily; he had been waiting for this day for a long time. Making love with the maid Chie in the kitchen had been something he had anxiously longed for ever since Mitsuko prepared to go back to her parents' home.
Chie's breasts were full and firm. Kosaka frantically unbuttoned Chie's blouse, pulled up her bra, and lowered his head to kiss her. Chie's head snapped back, soft moans escaping her lips, her lower body becoming wet.
"Ugh, ugh," Kosaka murmured intermittently, nibbling and biting wildly at Chie's large breasts. Chie's breasts ached from the bites; she tensed, clenching her teeth, savoring the pain and pleasure. Kosaka left teeth marks on Chie's breasts, then began licking her deep cleavage.
"Ah..."
Chie couldn't help but cry out. Chie's nipples stood erect, her legs trembling with excitement. Kosaka's legs bent slightly, his hands gripping Chie's firm waist, his nose almost buried in her cleavage. Chie's breasts began to harden and bulge, the distinctive scent emanating from her genitals when a woman is aroused intensely stimulating Kosaka. Chie's voluptuous body writhed incessantly, the pleasure of their affair thrilling Kosaka.
He stood up and, taking advantage of the situation, pressed the equally aroused Chie face-up onto the sink. Chie's head tilted back, leaning against the tiled wall, her hands bracing against the sides of the sink for support, while her plump buttocks pressed against the edge.
Kosaka hastily lifted Chie's white apron tied around her waist, along with her short skirt, revealing her pinkish-white panties. He
then yanked the panties down, tearing them with a "ripping" sound, exposing Chie's alluring abdomen and vulva to his view. Kosaka, panting heavily, quickly pulled down his own pants, and his already erect penis sprang out. Seeing Mr. Kosaka's thick and erect penis, Chie couldn't help but cry out, "Ah!"
Kosaka moved closer to Chie's body, lowered his head, aimed his penis at Chie's vagina, and thrust it in with force.
"Ah!" Chie let out a soul-stirring moan.
Kosaka grinned, supporting Chie's body with both hands, and began to thrust rapidly from the start.
"Ah...ah..."
Chie's legs were stretched straight, receiving the vigorous thrusts of her master. Kosaka leaned forward, his chin almost touching Chie's forehead, while his lower body thrust desperately.
"Ah...so good...Chie...Chie..."
Kosaka placed one hand on Chie's large breasts, gripping them tightly. To maintain this position, Chie had to arch her body upwards with all her might.
"Ah...ah..." Chie's moans echoed in the kitchen, her legs, stretched out desperately, already lifted off the ground.
“…Sir…you’re so strong…it feels so good inside…so good.” Chie used both hands to push herself up, tilting her head back and sticking out her tongue to lick Kosaka’s freshly shaved chin.
“Oh…oh…Chie…it’s so tight…so pleasurable…”
“…Sir…you’re so naughty…keeping it from the madam…in the kitchen…doing it with the maid…oh…doing it with me…” Chie was extremely excited, and she began to tease her master, Kosaka.
“…I just want to…do it with you…from the moment you came…I’ve…seen your…body of flesh…” Kosaka answered intermittently as he thrust hard into Chie.
“Oh…Sir…you’re so good…so powerful…ah…ah…”
Chie’s head shook wildly as she tilted her head back in extreme pleasure. At this moment, Kosaka straightened up and lifted Chie’s two thick thighs onto his shoulders, and because of the change in position, Chie’s entire vulva was fully exposed. Kosaka held Chie's knees with both hands and thrust violently into her plump vulva. This position allowed him to fully penetrate her each time, her labia opening and closing with each thrust.
"Ah...so full...sir's thing...so thick...so big...Chie feels...so good being penetrated..."
Her anus was already wet with gushing vaginal fluids, and his penis continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, making a pleasant sound.
"Chie's vagina...so deep...so hot...I feel so good..."
Kosaka removed his hands from Chie's knees and cupped her buttocks, which were hanging over the edge of the pool, continuing his thrusting motion. This voluptuous but simple-minded young maid was truly exhilarating to work with! Kosaka forcefully spread Chie's thighs, looked down at his glans sliding between her labia, and then forcefully thrust the glans deep into Chie's anus. The maid, Chie, was almost curled up in the sink, her chin pressed against her chest, and her moans turned into muffled groans. The master of the house, Kosaka, held the maid's large, plump buttocks and thrust relentlessly. Exhausted and seemingly about to collapse, he finally ejaculated inside Chie's anus.
"Ah…!" Chie's body trembled violently.
During the week that his wife, Mitsuko, was away, Kosaka had sex with Chie every day—in the kitchen, in the bathroom, and in Mitsuko's bedroom. Once, Chie had just finished urinating in the toilet when Kosaka walked in, made her hold onto the bathroom wall with both hands, and stick her buttocks out high so he could penetrate her from behind…
Kosaka found the smell of sweat emanating from Chie, as a maid, very stimulating. Regarding Chie's concern about pregnancy, Kosaka assured her that she absolutely wouldn't, and Chie believed him. Naturally, Kosaka gave Chie another sum of money, saying it was to supplement her household expenses.
Since his wife, Mitsuko, returned home, Kosaka's access to her services had become less convenient, but opportunities still existed. Several times, while Mitsuko was taking a nap, Kosaka would quietly slip into the kitchen and embrace Chie from behind as she worked. Actually, Mitsuko, as Kosaka's wife, was quite beautiful, but Kosaka, as the master of the house, had fallen for Chie, who
was a maid. That night, after a hasty encounter with his wife, Kosaka fell into a deep sleep. The light was still on, and Mitsuko lay on the tatami mat, staring at the pale yellow ceiling, unable to sleep. It was strange; lately, her husband seemed so weak during sex, unlike before. Now they only made love twice a week. And her husband hadn't mentioned any physical discomfort, not even a minor illness like a cold. Why was it like this?
Finally, guided by a woman's intuition, Mitsuko thought of the maid they hired, Chie. However, she wasn't sure; after all, Chie was just a maid. Besides, having grown up in the countryside on the outskirts of the city, she was rather rough around the edges. Would her husband even be interested? But men's hearts are unpredictable. Mitsuko secretly decided that from now on, she would pay close attention to their actions during the day, especially after her husband came home from work. Fortunately, Chie was just a maid who came to work during the day. Before dark, she returned to her home in the countryside on the outskirts of the city. Chie rode her bicycle back and forth, which was quite tiring...
Mitsuko gradually felt her eyelids grow heavy. She fell asleep but forgot to turn off the light.
That night, after midnight, a figure jumped down from the wall in the courtyard of the Kosaka couple's house. It was Takeo Takekawa. This house was the family property that his parents had left to Takekawa. The Kosaka couple had been renting it from a woman named Nobuko.
After jumping over the wall, Wu Chuan immediately saw the bedroom light still on.
Someone was living there!
He held his breath, standing still, carefully observing the bedroom window with its light on. After a while, seeing no movement inside and hearing no voices, the entire house was quiet. Wu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, carrying a half-new shovel he'd bought with his dinner money, and headed towards the kitchen. The kitchen was located at the far right of the four rooms side by side. Wu Chuan reached the door, gently pushed it open, and stood there for a moment, smelling the lingering smell of cooking oil in the kitchen. It was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see anything. But Wu Chuan didn't need to turn on the light; he knew where the money box was buried.
Wu Chuan tiptoed into the kitchen, feeling his way to the corner where the money box was buried. He squatted down, gently placing the shovel against the wall with his left hand, and began feeling the ground with his right. But Wu Chuan was immediately stunned! The kitchen floor, which should have been dirt, was now cement! The dirt floor had been altered!
"Damn it!" Takekawa's mind went blank for a moment, and he was so angry he felt dizzy. He swung his arms violently, and the shovel beside the wall crashed to the ground.
"It's all over, all over!!!"
Takekawa screamed repeatedly, filled with rage and anxiety. The money box was buried a foot deep in the ground, with a low cabinet on top, but the cabinet was no longer there. To pave the cement floor, the ground would have to be dug up, and the money box would naturally have been discovered and taken! Inside were five million yen and nine.2 carats of diamonds! That was Takekawa's entire livelihood for the rest of his life!
"It's over, completely over!"
Takekawa squatted on the ground, almost collapsing. Ten years of hope had vanished in an instant, as dark as night.
"Who's breaking into my house in the middle of the night?"
Takekawa seemed to hear someone questioning him, and then he noticed the kitchen light was on. Mitsuko, who had already drifted off to sleep, was suddenly awakened by a noise. She thought for a moment and confirmed that the sound was coming from the direction of the kitchen; indeed, she had clearly heard a noise. She woke her husband. At first, they guessed it was just a mouse knocking something over in the kitchen, but they weren't entirely sure, so the couple each put on a coat and went out of the bedroom to check.
They found the kitchen door open, but Kosaka didn't think much of it. The kitchen door was usually left unlocked; perhaps it had been blown open by the night wind. Kosaka entered the house and reached out to turn on the light switch. To his horror, he saw a man kneeling on the concrete floor in the corner of the room. He couldn't help but shout.
Takekawa, kneeling on the ground, slowly turned his face, his features contorted with extreme anger, his furious eyes fixed on the man and woman outside the door. This was the current owner of the house, the current owner of this kitchen!
"Give it back!"
Takekawa jumped up from the ground and lunged at Kosaka. Before Kosaka could react, the man grabbed his shoulders tightly. The man was tall and burly, with astonishing strength in his hands, and a terrifyingly crazed expression on his face.
He continued to roar at Kosaka, "Give me back my things!"
Kosaka was completely bewildered.
"Damn it! Give me back my money box!"
Kosaka desperately tried to break free from the tight grip on his shoulders, shouting, "What money box?"
"My money box! The one with money, the one with diamonds!"
Kosaka was even more confused: "Money box? What money box? I don't understand what you're talking about."
"Damn it! Give it back, give me back my money box!"
Takekawa's nose was almost touching Kosaka's face; he was even more furious. Kosaka was a whole head shorter than Takekawa, and facing this almost crazed man and his inexplicable words, Kosaka was both terrified and frightened. Perhaps this guy was capable of anything. So Kosaka lowered his head and raised his left leg, kicking Takekawa's knee with all his might. This kick used almost all of Kosaka's strength.
Takekawa fell heavily to the ground, a piercing pain shooting through his knee. Kosaka quickly ran to the kitchen cabinet and grabbed a sharp cleaver. Seeing this, Takekawa turned and picked up a shovel from the floor behind him, standing up. Grasping the wooden handle of the shovel, Takekawa's eyes flashed with malice as he approached Kosaka, who stood in front of the cabinet, cleaver in hand: "You bastard! Give me back my things!"
Forced against the cabinet, Kosaka had nowhere to go. His voice trembled as he protested again, "What money box? I really don't know anything about it." His hand trembled uncontrollably as he held the cleaver.
"Liar! You must have taken it!" Takekawa roared, shovel in hand.
Kosaka felt this guy was completely unreasonable; his priority was to get rid of him. He took a breath, suddenly swung the cleaver at Takekawa, and in the instant Takekawa blocked with the shovel, Kosaka leaped in another direction and fled towards the door. But Takekawa, wielding his shovel, swept it in the direction Kosaka had fled, the shovel striking Kosaka on the back of the head with a sharp crack. Kosaka, still in his pajamas, collapsed violently to the floor in front of the kitchen door, his brains spilling out. He died without understanding what had happened.
Kosaka's wife, Mitsuko, had been frozen in fear since the man grabbed her shoulder as her husband entered the house. Only when the man struck his head with the shovel and he fell to the ground did she scream in terror, her body jolting violently. But Mitsuko remained motionless, completely stunned by the sudden tragedy.
Takekawa had completely lost his mind, panting like a mad beast as he stared at the dead Kosaka, who lay sprawled on the ground, making gurgling sounds in his throat. After a moment, Takekawa, his eyes gleaming with malice, slowly raised his head towards Mitsuko. Mitsuko remained rooted to the spot, her eyes glazed over. Her outer garment had slipped off her shoulders, revealing a thin nightgown underneath, exposing most of her snow-white breasts.
Takekawa stared at Mitsuko, his eyes also fixed on her.
Oh! A woman! A woman in a nightgown, her breasts exposed!
Takekawa's mind went blank for a moment, forgetting everything else. He dropped his shovel, rushed to the door, and pulled the still-trembling Mitsuko into his arms. The woman's full, soft body made Takekawa feel weak in the knees. He carried Mitsuko into the house, placed her on the floor, his eyes fixed on the woman's exposed, firm breasts, and let out a dry, maniacal laugh.

Chapter Five: The Mistress Submitting to Violence (Part 1)
The Rape Begins.
The sight of this living woman before him made Takekawa's heart pound wildly. He ripped Mitsuko naked in a few quick movements. Mitsuko's fair, mature body was presented to the insatiably thirsty Takekawa.
"Heh, heh..."
Takekawa's rough hands suddenly pressed down on the woman's full breasts, beginning to knead them forcefully. Mitsuko's mind went blank. Her two delicate and full breasts were squeezed and kneaded into various shapes in Takekawa's hands. Takekawa's hands, grasping her breasts, pinched, pressed, and spread his fingers, pressing his palms against her nipples, desperately rubbing her round, swollen breasts.
Mitsuko's upper body swayed on the ground as Takekawa kneaded her with immense force, her arms lying limply on the ground. Then, Takekawa reached out and pulled Mitsuko's hair. Mitsuko let out a painful groan. Takekawa was excited, his half-squatting body trembling violently. He removed his left hand from her breasts, sliding it down her soft belly to her lower abdomen. Mitsuko's abdomen was very smooth, clearly indicating she hadn't given birth. Her pubic hair was thick and soft, quite alluring.
Takekawa grabbed her pubic hair and yanked hard, pulling out several strands. Mitsuko cried out weakly in pain. Takekawa then forcefully inserted his hand between Mitsuko's tightly closed legs, grasping her full, loaf-like vulva. His middle finger began sliding between her thick labia majora, and then, Takekawa abruptly forced his middle finger into Mitsuko's vagina, pressing, digging, and probing inside.
Mitsuko's legs remained tightly closed, her body stiff and rigid.
Takekawa was breathing heavily, his chest heaving rapidly, his mind flashing back to the images of others having sex that he had secretly witnessed in prison.
Suddenly, Takekawa swiftly inserted his right middle finger into Mitsuko's anus.
"Ah!..." Mitsuko cried out in pain again.
"Bastard! Don't shout!"
Takekawa slapped Mitsuko across the face, while simultaneously beginning to slowly thrust his right middle finger in and out of her anus. The sphincter muscles of her anus were tight yet supple, enveloping his finger. Takekawa's groin was already throbbing violently. At this moment, Mitsuko felt the urge to defecate due to the foreign object inserted into her anus.
"Please take your finger out of my anus," Mitsuko, lying on the ground, pleaded with Takekawa.
Takekawa seemed not to hear Mitsuko's request, instead forcefully digging his finger into Mitsuko's dark brown anus. Mitsuko's plump buttocks writhed on the ground, the discomfort causing her to break out in a sweat.
At this moment, Takekawa was consumed by a desire to ravage women. Ten years of abstinence, once unleashed, had resulted in a terrifying outburst. He flipped Mitsuko over, making her face down on the ground. Mitsuko had a slender waist and wide, plump buttocks. Takekawa immediately pressed his face against hers, his teeth beginning to frantically gnaw and bite at her snow-white buttocks. Then, he pressed his entire body against Mitsuko's, forcefully spreading her buttocks open with his hands, and began to lick her anus with his tongue. Mitsuko's anus was very smooth, and soon it turned slightly red from Takekawa's licking.
His soft tongue persistently licked her anus and the surrounding skin, and she began to feel the hot breath from Takekawa's mouth on her perineum, which surprisingly caused a slight physiological pleasure within her.
"Ah..." Mitsuko's face was pressed against the ground, and she began to let out a soft moan.
Takekawa's saliva had soaked Mitsuko's anus and surrounding skin, and her breathing had become heavy. Then, Takekawa left Mitsuko's buttocks, stood up, and began hurriedly removing his shirt, then stripping his lower body completely naked. Takekawa was tall and muscular, with thick body hair covering his chest and legs, and his already erect penis pointing upwards excitedly. Takekawa
ordered Mitsuko to serve him with her mouth. Mitsuko sat up and discovered that the man's penis was frighteningly large, nearly a foot long, with bulging veins, an engorged glans, and extremely thick pubic hair. Mitsuko shifted forward, sat on the ground, grasped the lower half of the man's penis with both hands, and opened her mouth to take the erect glans in.
Takekawa's glans almost filled Mitsuko's mouth; he held Mitsuko's head with both hands and began thrusting in and out of her mouth. Mitsuko rubbed her tongue and lips against Takekawa's penis, sending waves of tingling sensations through him. Because his penis was so long, he could only manage to put a small portion into her mouth. Takekawa lifted his head, his hips moving back and forth in a piston-like motion. With his penis in her mouth, Mitsuko's hands involuntarily wrapped around his firm buttocks from behind.
"Ah...ah..." Takekawa gasped, feeling immense pleasure. Today, he was going to fully enjoy this first woman he'd met since his release from prison.
His thick penis filled Mitsuko's mouth, and the part she held in her hands felt like an iron rod, a scorching hot iron rod. Mitsuko felt her lower body getting wet; this iron rod would eventually go inside, but it was just too thick and large. Such a large penis was unimaginable. Mitsuko's desire had been aroused by Takekawa's thick penis, and she began to become somewhat dazed.
Wuchuan pulled his penis out of Mitsuko's mouth. The purple glans and surrounding area were covered in her saliva. He pulled Mitsuko up from the ground, turned her around, and made her kneel with her buttocks raised high towards him. Wuchuan bent one leg and knelt behind Mitsuko's buttocks. He held her buttocks with one hand and grasped his erect penis with the other. With a sudden thrust, he plunged his thick, long penis into Mitsuko's body with a "plop."
"Ah..."
Mitsuko let out a long groan from the depths of her heart, and Wuchuan felt extremely comfortable all over. After entering Mitsuko's body, Wuchuan felt a warm wetness. Mitsuko's long groan after being penetrated from behind excited him even more.
He cupped Mitsuko's raised buttocks with both hands and began to slowly thrust in and out. Wuchuan savored the feeling of his penis inside the woman's vagina. A hard, thick penis thrust in and out of Mitsuko's vagina, filling it completely. With each thrust, Mitsuko's vagina contracted and relaxed in response. Mitsuko lay on the ground, her high buttocks being relentlessly penetrated by the man. She felt a powerful sense of fullness within her, the thick penis reaching the very bottom with each thrust. So thick, so long, the glans so big! She imagined the horrifying sight of this man's penis.
Takekawa increased the force, and Mitsuko's body trembled back and forth.
"Ah...ah..."
Mitsuko's moans were heavy and deep, her vaginal opening tightly gripping the thrusting penis. Takekawa slammed his penis against Mitsuko's buttocks, producing crisp "slap, slap" sounds.
"Ouch...oh...ah..."
Mitsuko's head shook wildly, her buttocks desperately responding.
Mitsuko had been conquered by the strong man behind her; her primal instincts as a woman had been fully awakened. The pleasure of lust filled her entire being; she was completely lost in the joy of intercourse.
"Oh...so beautiful...so fulfilling...it feels so good inside...ah...ah...fuck me hard...big guy..."
Takekawa's heart pounded wildly, and he thrust even harder.
"Ah...madam...so good...so cooperative...you like me fucking you...fuck you...oh...you're shaking so well..."
"Ten years...first time fucking a woman...so good...so good...madam's pussy...it's so tight...ah..."
Mitsuko's buttocks gripped Takekawa's penis, shaking it frantically, as if trying to break it off. Takekawa's head was thrown back, groaning through gritted teeth:
"Ah...madam's buttocks are so good at shaking...I...so happy...so...ah..."
Mitsuko, overwhelmed with excitement, let out a sound like crying. The frenzied intercourse made Mitsuko lose her senses; the man lying beside her, her husband whose head had been severed by this man's shovel, seemed completely unrelated to her.
Like a sex machine, Takekawa relentlessly and violently pounded into the woman. Saliva, drooling from his drooling mouth, dripped onto Mitsuko's buttocks. His glans inside her vagina was swollen and bruised from the friction.
"I'll fuck you to death... I'll definitely... fuck you to death..."
Takekawa pounded and thrust wildly into Mitsuko's flesh, the mature woman's body giving him immense satisfaction. Suddenly, an intensely tingling sensation surged from his glans to his entire body. Takekawa pressed himself firmly against Mitsuko's plump buttocks, his body trembling violently.
"Ah...!"
After a long groan, Takekawa finally ejaculated inside Mitsuko. It was as if the passion suppressed for ten years had exploded entirely within this woman's body.
Mitsuko collapsed to the ground...
Chapter Five: Submission to the Violent Mistress (Part Two)
After ejaculating, Takekawa left Mitsuko's body, sitting naked on the ground. He began to calm down. Suddenly, he felt a ravenous hunger in his stomach. He remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yesterday, and he was completely broke. He had just brutally raped the woman in front of him, and now, of course, he was starving.
"Hey, is there anything to eat?" Takekawa asked, rubbing Mitsuko's still-slumped buttocks with his dirty-socked foot.
Mitsuko sighed softly, struggled to her feet, and walked naked towards the cupboard. Takekawa watched with satisfaction as Mitsuko's buttocks trembled with movement. Mitsuko
brought out half a pot of leftover rice from last night's dinner and a plate of liver and sausage, placing them on the floor in front of Takekawa. Takekawa wolfed down the food, finishing it all in just ten minutes. Still seated, Takekawa asked Mitsuko to scoop half a ladle of cold water from the water tank for him to drink. After finishing the water, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and asked Mitsuko to sit down in front of him. Mitsuko crossed her arms and squatted down on the floor in front of Takekawa.
Takekawa said, "Can you give me back the money box now?"
He was determined to achieve his goal, but Mitsuko, squatting on the floor, seemed not to have heard him.
"What's wrong? I'm asking you a question," Takekawa said, growing impatient.
After her earlier frenzy, Mitsuko had come to her senses. She felt ashamed of her beastly behavior; her husband had been killed by this man, and she wondered how she would live her life. Hearing the man's words, she turned around, staring at him blankly.
"Didn't you hear me? Please give me back my money box!" Takekawa was convinced the couple had stolen her money box.
"What? I really don't know anything about the money box." Thinking that all the misfortunes of the night were caused by this inexplicable money box, Mitsuko couldn't help but cry sadly.
Seeing the woman's shoulders trembling with sobs, Takekawa panicked: "You bastards! You dare say you don't know? You're the ones living here! The money box I buried under this room—who else could have taken it if not you? The floor's been repaired!"
Takekawa angrily slammed his fist on the cement floor: "This used to be hard earth, but you replaced it with cement. During the repairs, the money box was bound to be discovered. Who else could it be but you?"
Mitsuko finally understood, and she cried, "So that's how it is. When my husband rented this house from a woman named Nobuko, the floor was already cement. We didn't touch it at all!"
Hearing this, Takekawa suddenly froze. Could it be that the cement floor in the kitchen was modified when Nobuko lived here? If so, then Nobuko must have discovered the secret of the money box. And Nobuko must have taken it. Considering that this woman and her deceased husband refused to admit taking the money box tonight, it seemed entirely possible that Nobuko had taken her money. So, they had wronged the couple.
But it was too late for regrets. Just moments ago, in a fit of rage, he had killed this woman's husband. The man was dead, irretrievable. Then, he had raped this woman. For Wu Chuan, fresh out of prison, the consequences of such a heinous crime were all too clear.
A wave of sorrow washed over him. Heaven had finally laid out a path to hell for him. Ten years of hope, all for naught. His future would be spent in constant flight and hiding. No! He couldn't let the police catch him again! He absolutely couldn't go back to prison! Wu Chuan screamed to himself.
He couldn't blame himself for ending up like this; he was a victim too! It was Chief Miyamoto, that bitch Shin, who ruined him, who caused his current predicament! And they were probably still living very comfortably, squandering his hard-earned money! He had to bear the brunt of it all! He had to get revenge, even if it meant killing again!
Looking at the woman crouching on the ground, curled up like a ball of flesh, Wu Chuan thought to himself, "I can't let her live." But before killing her, Wu Chuan, who had already filled his stomach, wanted to enjoy her one more time.
"Hey, you!"
Wu Chuan stood in front of Guangzi, his already limp penis hanging long between his legs. Even when not erect, his penis was a good five or six inches long. Guangzi knew this man wanted her again. She didn't dare refuse; she was afraid this man would kill her. This guy was as fierce as a demon.
Ignoring her cold body, Guangzi hurriedly grasped this demon's penis and put it in her mouth. Soon, the penis began to thicken, lengthen, and harden in her mouth and in her hand. It returned to nearly a foot in length, and seemed even thicker and harder than the first time!
Guangzi felt her body begin to heat up. She saw that Wu Chuan's glans had swelled up to the size of a peach, and Guangzi's cheeks were bulging as she held it in her mouth. She licked the tip of his penis with her tongue, circling it around the coronal sulcus, saliva dripping down his erect penis.
Wu Chuan raised his head, his firm buttocks taut, his hands on his hips, standing motionless, his mind solely focused on further ravaging this woman. The woman gripped the base of his penis with both hands, stroking it vigorously. The glans, constantly stimulated by her tongue, would often throb involuntarily in her mouth. Wu Chuan looked down at the woman squatting before him; only a third of his foot-long penis was inside her mouth. Saliva clung to her lips and penis; her hair was disheveled, tears still wet on her face, and her knees were firm as she squatted.
Takekawa pulled Mitsuko's hand away from his penis, removing it from her mouth. He chuckled, "Heh, heh," and said,
"Madam, how about I slap your pretty face?"
He gripped the base of his penis with his right hand, waving the large, red glans in front of Mitsuko's face, then moved his lower body forward. Suddenly, his penis slapped Mitsuko's face, making a "smack, smack" sound. The unexpected slap caused Mitsuko's face to tilt slightly to the right. Takekawa, still holding his penis, continued to slap Mitsuko's fair face wantonly. At this moment, he felt an unusual excitement, his sadistic desires greatly satisfied.
"...Use this...big thing...to swell you up...to knock you unconscious..."
Mitsuko's face was burning from Takekawa's slaps. The man's sudden, strange action surprised her, and the thing hitting her face felt like a stick.
Ignoring Mitsuko's feelings, Takekawa relentlessly slapped her face, eyes, nose, and mouth. Mitsuko felt dizzy and her face was in excruciating pain. Her legs, which were crouching, began to weaken, and she almost lost her balance. She hurriedly grabbed Takekawa's hips for support.
The chill from the courtyard seeped into the house, and Mitsuko's naked body shivered. The blood flowing from the back of Kosaka's head, who lay motionless on the ground, had already begun to congeal on the ground.
Takekawa stopped slapping her. He grabbed Mitsuko's arms and lifted her from her crouching position. He was about to begin a new, even more torturous act.
He made Mitsuko stand with her back to him, then forcefully pressed her head towards the ground while using one hand to stabilize her body and prevent her from falling.
"Like this, don't move under any circumstances!" Takekawa commanded.
Thus, Mitsuko was forced into a head-down, buttocks-up position. Because her knees couldn't bend, the cleft of her high-raised buttocks naturally opened, revealing her entire vulva.
Takekawa touched his bulging, veiny penis, then straddled Mitsuko's snow-white, plump buttocks. He spat into his palm, smeared it on his glans, pressed his right thumb against Mitsuko's anus, then pulled back slightly, aiming his penis at her anus. With a sudden, forceful thrust, his thick penis slid into Mitsuko's anus with a "whoosh."
"Ah…!" Mitsuko almost fell over; the excruciating pain nearly made it hard for her to breathe.
Takekawa held Mitsuko's buttocks tightly with both hands to prevent her from collapsing. He leaned forward and began thrusting into her anus. He felt that the soft tissue inside her anus was much tighter than that inside her vagina, and it would take some effort to insert his thick, long penis all the way in. But Takekawa's energy was astonishing; he thrust into Mitsuko's anus relentlessly until it was fully inside. The
constant thrusting of his thick penis made Mitsuko feel a burning pain in her anus, so painful that she could hardly breathe and could not even make a sound.
Takekawa, on the other hand, rode on Mitsuko's fat buttocks, thrusting and pounding incessantly. When he pulled out, only the head of his penis remained inside her anus; when he thrust in, it was fully inserted.
"...Ah...ah...Madam's...anus is so good...so deep...so tight...ah..."
Takekawa thrust violently, his penis already beginning to be stained with yellow feces.
"Ah...ah..."
Takekawa relentlessly thrust and pounded, ignoring Mitsuko's suffering. Mitsuko was drenched in sweat, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain.
He was plunging his thick penis into a woman's anus, sodomizing her. This was a sexual act Takekawa often fantasized about while in prison. Now, he was fulfilling this desire.
"Oh...ah...ah..." Takekawa fully enjoyed the pleasure of his penis rubbing against the soft, tight anal sphincter. He felt that Mitsuko's anus was now much more lubricated and comfortable. But Mitsuko's anus was torn, and blood flowed out.
Mitsuko's head drooped limply in front of her calves, the sweat on her face soaking the ground beneath her. The powerless Mitsuko was only kept from collapsing by Takekawa's strong hands.
At this moment, Takekawa simply stopped moving himself, holding Mitsuko's large buttocks with both hands and moving them back and forth in front of his hips, causing Mitsuko's anus to actively engage with his penis.
Only then did Wuchuan realize that the blood flowing from the tear in Guangzi's anus had stained his penis red. His lust surged, and his movements became even more violent. Guangzi's buttocks were forcefully slammed against Wuchuan's abdomen, making gurgling sounds from her anus.
"Ah..."
Wuchuan shook his head rapidly, letting out a long groan as he ejaculated inside Guangzi's anus.
Guangzi had already lost consciousness.
Around four in the morning, Wuchuan left. Guangzi, unconscious, had her neck snapped by Wuchuan.

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