Sex Training Center

This happened one April night when cherry blossoms were falling in profusion. I suddenly received news of my father's death; he had passed away from a heart attack, a chronic condition.

I hadn't seen my father for over ten years since my parents' divorce, so I wasn't particularly surprised when I learned of his passing; I simply accepted the fact.

My father was a painter. Although his works were highly regarded overseas, in China, he was often considered an eccentric or unconventional artist, probably due to his work and his usual behavior.

My father's paintings were called "bondage paintings." I wasn't quite sure what those were, but his paintings of women seemed to be quite popular with some.

My father's usual behavior seemed like that of a madman. Perhaps this was the root cause of my mother's divorce? Although I wasn't entirely sure, it seemed he hadn't published any works in recent years, instead hiding away in the Okutama Mountains.

At the time, I was agonizing over whether I should attend my father's funeral. Although we hadn't seen each other for over ten years, he was still my biological father, and attending his funeral might be better... Thinking this, I decided to attend my father

's funeral in his hometown. The funeral was sparsely attended, so simple that it was hard to believe it was the funeral of a world-renowned painter. On the cherry blossom-lined path, a few relatives and friends carried the coffin quietly. I simply stood under the cherry trees, coldly watching the funeral proceed.

"Are you Mr. Hiroyuki's son?"

A woman suddenly spoke to me, leaning against a cherry tree watching the funeral.

Hiroyuki, yes, that was my father's name.

"And you are?"

I scrutinized her, as if returning her gaze. Because of her mourning clothes, it was difficult to determine her age. Probably between 20 and 25, a beauty, but the light in her eyes seemed quite strong.

The woman spoke to me in a calm and quiet tone. But her gaze was as sharp as a dagger.

"Father has been taken care of by you..." I deliberately avoided Sagi's gaze and nodded slightly.

"Actually, there are some secrets I want to tell you,"

Sagi told me in her deep, monotone voice. Since I had nothing else to do, and my interest had been piqued, I followed her and left the crowd of onlookers.

"You know your father's job, right?"

Walking on the path covered with cherry blossom petals, Sagi looked at me with those sharp eyes.

"Yes, I know."

Sagi smiled knowingly.

"Are you really interested in this kind of work?"

"It would be a lie to say no, at least I'm not opposed to it."

"That's great." Sagi smiled, seemingly pleased.

"Then do you want to inherit your father's job?"

"Don't joke around, I don't have any talent for painting."

"Your father's real job isn't painting!"

Hearing this unexpected remark, I couldn't help but stare intently into Sagi's eyes. But those eyes didn't seem to be joking.

"Forget it, what my deceased father did for a living is irrelevant now, it's not my place to know." "Is that so? But if you inherit his work, you can inherit his estate!" "Inheritance? Can you call that old, dilapidated house in the mountains an estate? He was a famous painter, but he had no property at all. Then, a strange lawyer came along and said that everything about the estate would be handled by a woman named Yazawa..." I looked at Sagi's face again as I said this.

"Could it be that you are that Yazawa?"

Sagi smiled and nodded quietly.

"If you're interested, come to the house sometime. It shouldn't hurt you." After Sagi finished speaking, she returned to the procession for her father's funeral.

The forty-nine-day memorial service ended on the last Sunday of May, after which I drove to the house in Okutama.

The weather turned bad on the way, with thunder and rain. Even with the wipers on, visibility was only about ten meters. The road was almost completely unpaved, and the car almost got stuck in the muddy mountain road several times.

Several times I wanted to turn back, but for some reason I had an urge to get to my father's house. Besides, in this weather, turning back would take more than twice as long as coming, and I didn't have the energy. It was a feeling akin to a sense of impending doom. What was it all for? Was I bewitched by something? Or was it because I was interested in that woman named Sha Gui?

Lightning flashed through the dark clouds. By the time the car arrived at the house, it was nearly 11 PM. The dilapidated house looked even more unsettling in the wind than I remembered. I was soaked to the bone. I pushed open the heavy door and entered the house.

"You've come after all,"

Sha Gui greeted me, dressed in a black bondage outfit. (When I first saw this provocative attire, I couldn't help but doubt my eyes. However, since she was my father's lover who painted bondage pictures, it wasn't surprising.) "Would you like to come with me?"

Sha Gui led me through a long corridor to a room on the second floor.

The room was very spacious. In the center stood a large, reddish-brown bed, an excessively large fireplace, and a pair of handcuffs with chains hanging on the wall. In short, this was a special room for doing *that* kind of thing.

"Did you come here to inherit your father's business?"

"Wait, wait a minute, I haven't heard Grandma explain it to me yet!"

"That's true."

I sat down in a chair, and Sha Gui stood up in front of me, smiling thoughtfully.

"Your father's estate is roughly estimated to be worth one billion yen. This includes unsold paintings, various antique collections, and so on—the total amount." "One billion?" I couldn't help but wonder if I had misheard.

"It's a pity it's not here. It's not cash, but valuable and expensive collectibles, kept by the lawyer along with the will." "Valuable collectibles? Then...do you know what's written in the will?" "Of course I know. It says half of the estate belongs to me, Yazawa Saki." "Wait a minute, when we met at the funeral last time, you said I was inheriting the estate." I stood up from my chair, and Saki gestured with her eyes for me to calm down.

"Please don't be so nervous, there's more to the will."

"Then tell me quickly, Grandma."

"It says: If my son inherits my job along with Saki, all the property will go to my son. However, determining whether my son is qualified to inherit my job, and the management of the property, will be the responsibility of Yazawa Saki...is that clear?" "I see."

Saki still smiled meaningfully, looking at me.

"So, what exactly is my father's job? Isn't he a painter?" "Your father is a painter, and also a dominatrix; especially lately, he hasn't been painting, and dominatrix work has become his main job." "Dominator?" I asked Sagi again.

"A dominatrix who trains top-tier sex masters."

That certainly sounds like something my father would do...

"I see, but can this kind of thing be a profession?"

Although it's something my dad might do, treating it as a business is a different story, so I asked her directly.

"There are many people in the world who want to train their lovers or wives into top-notch sex experts," Sha Gui said without changing her expression.

"But wouldn't it be more fun to do this yourself?" "Maybe so. But for them, sending women here is also part of their sex game. They put women here for a month and see how much they change. That's their fun." I sighed softly. No matter what, it can only be considered the indulgent entertainment of the rich.

"Your father is an education expert. He can train a little girl who doesn't even understand sex into a super-first-class sex angel and return her to the client." Sha Gui's eyes seemed to yearn for her father. She must genuinely respect her father, or perhaps, she genuinely likes him.

"Are you interested in your father's work?"

"You could say yes, or you could say no," I answered her ambiguously.

"You mean you don't want to inherit it?"

"Well, if the client is good enough, I might as well try it," I said after a little thought.

"Hehehe!! You're just as straightforward as your father, so I'll leave it to you. If I can see you become a decent dominatrix within a month..." "In other words, if I stay here and work with you to sexually train the lovers of rich people, I can inherit a billion yen." "That's right."

I thought... That seems pretty good.

"Great. But what if I take the billion yen and run away? I'm a good liar, just like Hui's father." After I finished speaking, Sha Gui laughed happily.

"Hehehe, if your personality is like your father's, you probably wouldn't want to leave here." "Is that possible? Anyway, let's do it first!"

"Yes, it's good that you think that way." After Sha Gui finished speaking, she handed me some envelopes, three brown envelopes in total.

"Is this a contract?"

"No, this is the work information for us. Two hours before your arrival, three women were delivered, scheduled to begin training tomorrow. These are their files. Please read them carefully." I sat with my legs crossed, holding the envelope.

"Starting tomorrow, you will be the master of this training center. Please act like a master in every way. Well then, master, please rest well tonight..." Saki smiled mysteriously and quietly left the room.

I looked around the room: the bookshelves were filled with books related to sex, as well as notes on sex training, probably left by my father.

I mainly looked at the notes and browsed through the books on the shelf, but didn't feel anything special. I thought, I just need to make that woman named Saki think that I am capable of being a trainer.

I opened the three envelopes to see what was written inside.

Utsumi Haruka. This girl is very spoiled, but perhaps that's what makes her cute. I hope to train her into a more obedient and docile sex slave.

Marino Okura. This girl is still a virgin. I hope to teach her to become an angel who can derive pleasure from anal sex.

Momomi Okazaki. This girl is promiscuous but not very intelligent. Please teach her more techniques of pleasure.

They all wrote down some selfish and willful requests. But judging from the photos, all three are very beautiful. Although I don't understand much yet, I guess I just need to play some sophisticated sex games with these women over the next month.

I thought about the bright future and chuckled to myself. While excited about the happy things that would begin tomorrow, I lay in bed and drifted off to sleep.

"Good morning, Master. Did you sleep well last night?"

On the first morning, I was woken up by Saki. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and sat on the bed.

"We will begin the training work today. Before that, there are some things I hope you will pay attention to, Master." "I just got up. You can explain it simply and concisely."

Although it was early in the morning, Saki was already wearing a black tight-fitting training outfit. She probably planned to start the training immediately.

"First of all, all training will be conducted by the master. Unless it's something important, I'd like to avoid interfering as much as possible." "That's great. I don't like being lectured." After I finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on Sha Gui's face.

"I will carefully observe whether you can become a qualified trainer." "Observe however you like, I have my own methods." After saying that, I got off the bed, sat in a chair, and lit a cigarette. "

Here are some suggestions regarding training, but in the end, it's up to you, master, to decide whether to adopt them. There is just one rule that you must abide by." "A rule?" I stared intently at Sha Gui's face and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Sexual intercourse with the sex messengers is prohibited. Violating this rule will disqualify you from being a trainer." "Hey, wait a minute. How can I train like this?"

"Private sexual intercourse is prohibited, but it's a different story if it's for training." "What a baffling rule."

"Trainers must be abstinent. If you have personal feelings or love for the messengers, you can't continue this job." I remembered the faces of the three women in the envelope Saki gave me yesterday. It's a bit of a pity I can't have sex with those beauties.

"Your job is to train the women commissioned by others into perfect sex angels within a month. After a month, you must separate from the messengers and never see them again. That's the law of the trainer profession." "I see. Okay, no sexual intercourse, I understand." "Then let's begin now!" I stubbed out my cigarette and prepared to get up from my chair.

"Please wait a moment. Have you read the letter I gave you yesterday?" Saki said this to me as if stopping me. I sat back down in my chair, crossing my legs.

"Ah, is this it? I've looked at it carefully."

The brown envelopes lay scattered on the table in front of me. I'd tossed them here after reading them last night.

"Since today is the first day, please allow me to give you a brief introduction to the sex agents." Saki said, picking up the envelopes from the table. Then, she carefully pulled each letter out of its envelope, showing me the photograph.

"This woman is called Utsumi Haruka. As you can see, she's a very arrogant woman. Because if such a woman is forced, she'll resist and become difficult to deal with, please use appropriate methods to train her. If you can weaken her arrogance to a certain extent, she should become compliant." As I listened to Saki's words, I lit another cigarette.

"This is Okazaki Momomi. How should I put it? In short, she's a playful and promiscuous woman. Her sexual skills are no problem, but her flaws are that she's clumsy and undisciplined. You can't train her just by letting her experience sexual pleasure." "And then?"

Saki sighed slightly, placed the last woman's photo on the table, and pushed it in front of me.

"This woman is called Okura Marino. She's quite honest, so she should be easier to train, but because she's still a virgin, she has extremely little sexual experience. As her messenger, you must have the corresponding skills, so it's necessary to focus on teaching her this aspect." "Skills... ..."

I exhaled smoke and picked up the photo in front of me. Long hair, full breasts, fair and translucent skin—she was an absolutely perfect woman in every way. Especially her large, round eyes, which seemed to be telling a story, were very striking.

"This is Marino Okura..."

I muttered to myself, wondering why I was paying special attention to Marino. I didn't know why, but I felt she was different from the other two.

"For an immature woman like Marino, it's important to first let her know what pleasure is, so we have to bring her into this world." "I see..." I placed Marino's photo on the table and stubbed out my cigarette.

"Well then, Master, I think we can begin the training."

"Ah, alright!" I got up from my chair and followed Saki slowly towards the basement.

The training envoy's basement was unusually damp. The cold air floating around the basement was extremely uncomfortable.

"Haruka, this is the master we'll be training today."

Saki first led me to Haruka's room. Haruka sat on the cold floor behind sturdy iron bars, staring intently at us. Her hands were bound behind her back, her wrists were tied, and black leather straps encircled her breasts.

"Speak to me!"

"Give me back my clothes."

Long, wavy, coffee-colored hair, a long nose, and straight eyebrows. Xiaoyao, like her stubborn appearance, even had a sharp tongue.

"Hey, do you know why you're here?"

"Pah! If that bald old devil hadn't said he'd give me five million if I just stayed here for a month, I wouldn't be here! By the way, I'll give you each 100,000 yuan, how about you stay here?" "Show me some respect!"

After cursing, Sha Gui opened the iron gate and went inside, quickly whipping Xiaoyao's unsuspecting buttocks. *Crack!* The sharp sound echoed in the basement.

"Ah! What are you doing, Madam!"

Xiaoyao tried to escape Sha Gui's whip, but her wrists were tied behind her back. Her round buttocks bore bright red welts from the brutal whipping.

"Here, you must absolutely obey your master and me."

"From now on, you must call me master!" I followed Sha Gui's orders and commanded her.

"I'll go crazy staying in a place like this for a month!"

"I'm warning you now, there's no use trying to escape. I keep a lot of vicious wolfhounds in the yard." Xiaoyao clicked her tongue in regret, turning her face away from me and Shagui.

"Master, please begin the training."

As soon as Shagui finished speaking, I entered through the iron gate. With an unpleasant creaking sound, the heavy iron gate closed. Shagui immediately ran to the door and locked it from the inside.

"How about making a sound?"

"Ugh, no, stop!"

As my hand grasped her white, peach-like breasts, Xiaoyao's big eyes stared intently at me. I squeezed them tightly, twisting their shape.

"They're already... already warped!"

I not only grabbed her breasts but also pinched her nipples. Her areolas weren't very large, and the pigmentation wasn't much; perhaps she wasn't as playful with men as I had imagined.

"Ouch, it hurts so much. Do you feel happy doing this?"

"Hey, doesn't it seem like you don't know your current position? I am your master, and you are my messenger. You should be the one who feels happy, right?" I twisted her forcefully, as if I wanted to crush her pink nipples.

"Since you came here specifically to train me, I'll touch your little hole too!" After I finished speaking, I forcefully pulled apart Xiaoyao's legs. Xiaoyao resisted desperately, trying to close her legs, but I pressed my body down, making it impossible for her to close them.

"Stop!"

Probably not wanting a man to see her secret hole. Xiaoyao bit her lip tightly and turned her head to the side.

"The cleft is quite high! Aren't you just high in terms of presence?" Her alluring mons pubis was covered with dark pubic hair. I parted the thick pubic hair and placed my fingers on her secret cleft.

"Ah!"

As soon as I touched the labia with my fingers, Xiaoyao let out a muffled cry. Her complex labia were already wet.

"How many dicks have been put in here so far?"

"I...I don't understand, what are you saying?"

Xiaoyao's disdainful turn of her head infuriated me. I gripped her clitoris tightly, the soft flesh pressing against my fingertips with a very pleasant sensation.

"Tell me, how many dicks have been inserted here?"

"There's no need to tell you such things!"

"Say it! I am the master of this breast."

I said angrily, and Sha Gui handed me a black leather whip from behind. Sha Gui looked at me, who seemed very excited, and seemed quite satisfied, with a happy expression on her face.

"For a disobedient messenger, it's necessary to teach him a lesson." I put an iron ring with a chain around Xiaoyao's neck, and then Sha Gui and I pressed Xiaoyao to the ground, pulled apart her hands and feet with the iron ring, and tied the chain to the iron gate.

"I'm going to serve you with a whip! After you get whipped, you have to politely say 'Thank you, Master.'" "Wait, wait, that hurts!"

"For an arrogant girl like you who doesn't even know the manners a messenger should have, a whip is the most effective." The whip lashed upwards sharply, making a whooshing sound as it tore through the air, striking Xiaoyao's buttocks directly. Crack! Red welts appeared on her buttocks, which had endured the whip's blows and made a satisfying sound.

"Ugh, waaaah!"

"Where's your manners, Xiaoyao?"

Xiaoyao twisted her body, enduring the excruciating pain; her flesh must be burning!

"I'll whip you until you thank me!"

I showed her no mercy. Her buttocks, breasts, and back were all baptized by my whip.

"Ah, oh, thank you, Master..."

Unable to bear the tearing pain, Xiaoyao cried out her thanks. After striking her buttocks one last time, I squatted down beside her.

"Do you understand? This is how you make me happy. But, does it hurt a lot?" Xiaoyao nodded, tears welling in her eyes.

"It would be too pitiful to just make you hurt. Let's give you a little reward. Hey, Xiaoyao, masturbate here!" I unlocked her handcuffs and pulled her hands to her cleft. This is what they call candy and whip. I think I saw something like that written in my father's training diary last night.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you masturbating? Hurry up and start!"

"Pervert! You're awful. Why do I have to do this?" Xiaoyao looked at me with disdain.

"It's simple. Because you're a sex messenger. Obeying your master's orders is a messenger's job. What's wrong with that?" "That's right. Just like Sha Gui said, you're a sex messenger." As Sha Gui watched from behind, I added.

"Come on! Masturbate on this table."

"Pervert!!"

Xiaoyao cursed, then slowly climbed onto the table, spread her legs, and perfunctorily played with her clitoris with her fingers.

"It's not so bad to masturbate in front of others once in a while!"

"Are you kidding me!?"

Xiaoyao glared at me with a look of humiliation. Her fingers, playing with the red flesh, were far from skillful. It wasn't so much that she didn't want to do it, but rather that she rarely did this kind of thing.

"Do it properly!" Sha Gui seemed to be angered by Xiaoyao's careless attitude, so she approached her and reprimanded her.

"Alright, that's enough for today." I advised Sha Gui, my gaze still fixed on Xiaoyao's private parts.

"Don't close your legs. Use your fingers to spread your vulva open so I can see clearly. I want to properly examine your vulva after masturbating." "Examine?"

"Knowing to what extent the messenger uses the vulva is only natural for the master of this place. Hurry up, sit there and spread your legs." After I finished speaking, I pointed to the examination table next to the iron bars.

"Don't joke around. Why do I have to sit on that kind of thing?" Xiaoyao made no attempt to hide her displeasure.

"Stop arguing and sit down!" I forced Xiaoyao and pushed her onto the examination table.

"No!"

After her knees were secured with metal rings, her thighs were spread wide apart. The dark pubic hair adorning her mons pubis seemed to reveal Xiaoyao's stubbornness. However, the secret shell breathing quietly within the pubic hair had an extremely beautiful shape.

"You can't see the flesh hole clearly like this. Spread your flesh hole open yourself so that Master can see more clearly." Sha Gui commanded, and Xiaoyao still had that extremely disgusted look in her eyes.

"Fine. If you hate it so much, I also have ways to subdue you." I held the vaginal speculum examination device that was placed next to me in front of Xiaoyao.

"Wh-what is this thing..."

"This is a vaginal speculum, a tool used to examine every inch of your flesh hole." Xiaoyao looked at the vaginal speculum that shone with a silver light, and her whole body trembled with fear.

"Stop, no!"

Ignoring Xiaoyao's pleas, I slowly inserted the vaginal speculum into her flesh hole. The silver device pushed against the pink flesh lips, sinking deep inside.

"No, don't look!"

"I can see it all! I can see it completely from the outside in." The silver speculum clearly reflected the crimson flesh inside. Secret fluid gradually seeped from the vaginal opening, which contracted slowly in sync with her breathing.

"Looks like you can't take it, are you that excited to have your secret hole observed? You little slut." "Don't talk nonsense, how could that be?"

I inserted my fingers into the vaginal opening, which had been expanded by the speculum, and could only touch a tiny bit of flesh. The opening, filled with clear mucus, was very warm, feeling like velvet soaked in water.

"Since we're here to train her, let's do it here too!"

"No~!"

I pulled the speculum out and placed Xiaoyao on the table. Then I restrained her hands and feet, pulled on the rope tied around her waist, and lifted her buttocks high.

"I can see your little chrysanthemum perfectly!"

"Ugh! Ahhh..."

The exposed chrysanthemum bud was small and narrow, with countless wrinkles inside, as if it were saying it refused to be entered.

"There might be a problem with the hole in the back, I need to check it carefully." I grinned wickedly, smeared Vaseline on my middle finger, and inserted it into the tight, brown fleshy hole.

"No! It hurts, it hurts so much!!"

"Ugh, bear with it!"

The chrysanthemum resisted my finger's intrusion with strong contractions, so I turned my finger around and tried to slowly insert it. When I inserted it to the first joint, Haruka couldn't bear it anymore and started screaming.

The small chrysanthemum hole was very tight. If I was not careful, there might be a risk of fracture.

"Ah, waaaaah, pull it out!"

Even rubbing around the chrysanthemum hole, the narrow hole could not allow my finger above the first joint to be inserted. Not only that, as soon as I relaxed even slightly, it would be pushed out again. Even if I turned my finger back and forth again, the result was still the same.

Suddenly having to insert it into her anus was definitely too much of a stretch... I decided to give up and slowly withdrew my finger.

"Let's stop here for today! But if you think that's all there is to it, you're sorely mistaken. The training will continue indefinitely." After saying that, I rubbed the middle finger that I had just used to play with her anus back and forth on Haruka's face.

"I'll start training you even better from tomorrow."

As I walked out of the iron gate, I left with these words, but Haruka remained silent, not even raising her head.

Then, Sagi led me to the basement where Okagi Momomi was hiding. The room's layout was exactly the same as Haruka's. It was just darker and very damp.

"Momomi, from today onwards, this is your master." Sagi introduced me to Momomi, but she still looked completely clueless.

"Master?"

"Yes, that's right. I am your master, and you are my messenger." Still not cooled down from the excitement of training Haruka, my tone was still rough. To be honest, I never thought I had a side to sex training, probably because I did inherit my father's blood.

"Then... why am I locked up here?" "Hey, you have no right to question. As a sex servant, you are a servant for your master's sexual use." Sha Gui said sternly. Momo seemed to be a rather wanton woman, very beautiful; whether it was her prominent, firm breasts or her perfectly curved, hourglass waist, they were all exquisite. The red garter belt on her body suited her very well, and her big, watery eyes were even more alluring.

"You have a really nice figure!" "

Really? Momo is so happy!"

"I'm not praising you to make you happy, I'm just saying that you have the potential for training." Sha Gui and I laughed and walked into the iron cell together.

Thump! The heavy sound of the iron door closing echoed through the basement, and Momo felt uneasy, her expression suddenly turning gloomy.

"Lick my feet first, ma'am!" I stretched my feet out in front of Momomi.

"You mean, lick my feet?"

"That's right, to lick my master's feet clean with your mouth, but it's a duty of a messenger." Urged on by Saki, Momomi timidly placed her tongue on my feet.

*Chirp, chirp, slurp.*

Although she wasn't very good at licking, it was still quite pleasant. Her full lips, covered in saliva, were a lovely red. She licked my toes, then my ankles, and then my heels. So that's how it is. She does seem to have that potential... I smiled inwardly.

"That's enough for today."

"Hey, thank your generous master. Tell Grandma we're actually very strict, and you'd better be even more serious from now on." "Yes..."

Sha Gui lashed out with the whip, but Momo remained indifferent. Her straightforward personality seemed incongruous with the charming look in her bright eyes, but it wasn't deliberate; it was innate.

"Momo, stand over there."

Sha Gui handed me a calligraphy brush. Momo, wearing a red corset, swayed as she walked over and stood against the iron railing.

"Stand still!"

Sha Gui, holding a leather whip, lashed it at Momo's thigh. The sound of the whip ripping through the air was followed by the cracking sound of it striking muscle.

"Ahhh...it hurts so much!"

Momo cried out, the red welts on her white inner thigh clearly visible.

"Does it hurt that much? How about something gentler?"

"Ugh...ah!!"

I stopped Sha Gui, who was still holding the whip, and slowly ran a brush along Momo's thigh. She seemed to be suffering from the itching, struggling in pain.

"Ugh! I'm already feeling pleasure!"

"Ah...ugh!"

The brush tip slowly slid upwards along her thigh; Momo looked to be in great pain, constantly shifting. Perhaps because of the itching sensation on her leg, her breathing became rapid and erratic.

"This will feel even better!"

I quickly moved the brush tip along Momo's cleft, the black pubic hair rustling. As soon as I poked Momomi's nipple with the tip of my pen, her body convulsed, reacting violently.

"It seems to be getting wetter and wetter!"

"Ugh, ahhh!"

The pen tip gradually became wet, slowly drawing out strands of clear, sticky fluid.

"You're already wet like this? What a lewd woman!! Even a normal woman, if she's lying, will pretend to be innocent, but don't you feel ashamed at all?" "I..." "

Never mind. You won't understand with words, let your body understand!" "Uh? What are we going to do!"

Saki and I tied Momomi's hands and feet together, then looped the rope around the pulley hanging from the ceiling, suspending her in the air.

"Do you know what we're going to do next?"

"That red thing, could it be..."

I took out a lighter and lit a candle. The dim basement was illuminated by the flickering flame, instantly becoming brighter. The light of the flame reflected a lewd figure on Momomi's suspended body.

"What are you going to do with that?"

"Idiot, what else would you do with that? Of course, you're going to drip wax on your breasts." "Oh! Please don't..."

"What are you afraid of? You shouldn't get burned."

The candle blazed closer, and Momomi began to twist violently. With each twist, the red rope tightened around her.

"Ah...ah! It's so hot!"

"Nonsense. If you move too much, you'll really get burned!"

Molten hot wax dripped onto her breasts, clinging to them like crimson blood. Momomi's face turned pale, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

"Ah, ah! It's so hot, so hot! No!!"

Momomi gritted her teeth, sinking into the hell of scorching wax. Even though the collar pressed tightly against her throat and the ropes binding her hands and feet rubbed against her delicate skin, she still struggled violently and frantically.

"I need to punish you a little here too."

"Ah! No, no!"

I moved closer to Momo's lower body, which was curled up like a shrimp, and slowly moved the candle from her thighs towards her private parts. Momo's provocative, protruding breasts swayed constantly.

"Don't move, or your little hole will burn up!"

"Ha, uh uh uh!!"

Momo swayed her hips and gasped heavily. I found the right spot and moved the candle. With a sizzling, lewd sound, her black pubic hair curled up instantly. The stench of burnt hair filled the entire basement.

"And let me drip some hot wax on your butt as a gift!"

I changed positions again and poured wax from under her buttocks. The scorching wax turned Momo's lower body red.

"Feels good, doesn't it!?"

After blowing out the candle, I put Momo on the floor. Momo was panting heavily, her breathing disordered. Beads of sweat on her forehead frantically told of the pain she was enduring.

"Seems quite effective, doesn't it? Maybe you got burned. Let me put some medicine on you." "Medicine? What medicine?"

Mommy hadn't forgotten the horror of the wax torture, and her big eyes showed immense fear. However, a strange curiosity still lingered in her eyes.

"Want to know? This is medicine suitable for your lewd little hole!" I opened the bottle containing the aphrodisiac, scooped out a large clump of strangely colored jelly, and smeared it on her scorched mons pubis. The scorched hair, wet with jelly, shone brightly, clinging tightly to her mons pubis. Then I carefully smeared the jelly all over her sensitive clitoris and vaginal walls.

"Ah! It feels so strange down there..."

"Has it taken effect? This is the sexy secret formula to drive your secret weapon crazy." I smoked, watching Mommy's swaying body, which showed an unbearable expression. Mommy's hands were tied behind her back, so she couldn't play with her private parts.

"It's so itchy! My little hole feels so weird and itchy! Please help me!!" "Idiot! How dare you talk to your master like that? You're my messenger!" I stubbed out my cigarette, squatted down beside Momomi's feet, and observed the changes in her vulva. Her pink labia were wide open, and clear, sticky fluid overflowed. The moist, glistening appearance didn't seem to be solely due to the aphrodisiac.

"Want to touch it?"

"Yes, please, it's unbearably itchy." Momomi looked at me with pleading eyes.

"No, I'm not gentle enough to help my messenger with this."

After saying that, I left Momomi's side again. Sagi looked at Momomi with satisfaction. From her expression, I could tell that my training method was correct.

"Ahhh~ Ugh, ugh!!"

I leaned against the iron gate, staring intently at Momomi. Beads of sweat appeared on Momomi's forehead as she twisted her body. It seemed the aphrodisiac had taken strong effect.

"Still not working? Ugh..."

The lock around Momo's neck jingled as she rolled back and forth on the ground. Her vaginal fluids, overflowing like sweat, splattered, and her breasts swayed rhythmically.

"It itches, Momo, Momo's little hole itches so much..." "So you want to play with my little hole?"

Momo looked at me pleadingly.

"Then will you obediently listen to me?"

"Yes, yes. Momo will definitely listen to what Master says..." "Is that so? Then pee in front of me and Sagi!"

I winked at Sagi, slowly approaching Momo, spreading her thick thighs wide, and tying her to the iron rod in a spread-eagle position.

"Do you want me to... do you want me to pee?"

Momo's pure white skin was soaked with sweat, and a sticky, transparent fluid oozed from her secret place.

"Don't worry, we'll watch carefully from here."

"Even so, it's so sudden, I can't pee..." "I said, 'Pee it out!!'" "

Does that mean you don't want to listen to your master?"

Saki kept pressuring Momo. In Saki's eyes, a fierce, lewd flame flickered.

"I...I can't pee..."

"If you can't pee no matter what, we have our methods." Sha Gui cracked the whip.

"I...I can pee..." Tao Mei said timidly after a moment of silence. Her eyes revealed that she had completely submitted to Sha Gui's lewd power.

"If that's the case, you should have said so earlier."

"Does Master like my holy water?"

"Hey, a messenger's pee isn't called holy water. To you, the so-called holy water is my pee." "How can you say that..."

"Stop babbling and pee for me."

Tao Mei seemed to have realized something. Her thighs were spread apart and fixed, and she used all her strength in her waist. I swallowed and stared at her.

"Ahhh, I'm about to pee. Tao Mei is about to..." At that moment, the yellow urine that had been just trickling out suddenly burst into a torrent. The urine flowing from her secret crevice scattered and flew in perfect parabolas. Perhaps due to the extreme cold of the basement, white steam rose from the floor.

"Ah~ hoo~"

Momomi's urination lasted a very long time, her lower body completely immersed in the pool of yellow urine on the floor. A foul stench permeated the entire basement.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Y-yes..." "

You might have enjoyed it, but we haven't." I smiled smugly, then ordered Saki to prepare Vaseline.

"You can urinate without a care in front of others, so your back hole should be the same, right?" "What...what do you want to do?"

I released Momomi, making her assume a doggy-style position with her buttocks sticking out.

"Wow, not only her private parts, but I can see her anus so clearly!" "Um, that place is weird, please don't look."

"You silly girl, it's because that place is weird that you're doing this to me!" I applied a lot of Vaseline to my finger and then inserted it into the center of her narrow anus.

"Waaaaah, umm, ahh..."

The wrinkled anus didn't offer the same intense resistance as Haruka's. I could forcefully insert my middle finger all the way in.

"Waaaaah! It's going to split open!!"

"Shut up, you!"

But because Momomi's anus was too narrow, it was almost impossible to move my finger in and out.

"Ahhh..."

"It'll feel better if you do it this way!"

Since I couldn't move my finger in and out, I could only rotate it back and forth. Momomi shook her buttocks violently, trying to escape the torment of my fingers.

"Hmm, I'll spare you for today. But don't forget, one day I'll insert my big cock into you, so look forward to it!" "Ugh..."

I pulled my finger out in one breath, and Momomi gasped for breath. Judging from today's situation, it won't take too long to get her anus to accept the insertion of my cock, right? And not only that, I even feel that it will be quick to make Momomi's anus enjoy pleasure.

"Well then, see you tomorrow!"

I told Momomi to lick my middle finger clean with her mouth, then slowly stood up and left the basement with Sagi.

[size=+1] Chapter Two

Today, I began to train Marino. Marino's room was at the very back of the basement. Sagi

opened the heavy iron door, and after a click, there was a long series of annoying creaking sounds of iron doors being pulled open. I followed Sagi into Marino's room.

"Hey! Say hello to Master."

Sagi suddenly grabbed the chain on Marino's collar. Marino, her hands bound behind her back and lying horizontally on the floor, looked to be in great pain.

"You have such a cute face!"

The petite Marino was a woman unlike Haruka or Momomi. Her long, straight hair, her slightly protruding cherry blossom-colored nipples, and the faint pink hue of her delicate skin all spoke of her tenderness and sensitivity.

"You...you are...?" Marino looked at me timidly.

"From today onwards, this is your master. Hurry up and greet me politely." Saki tugged hard on the chain around Marino's neck.

"Ah, nice to meet you..."

"What's your name? Shouldn't the messenger introduce himself to his master first?" "O-Okura Marino..."

Saki's desire to command seemed to be even stronger than before.

"Say it clearly!"

"Ugh...ugh..."

Saki suddenly kicked Marino in the stomach, and she winced in pain. Saki's black leather boots had sharp, pointed toes, and Marino, kicked in the boots, felt excruciating pain with every step.

"I am... Okura Marino," Marino said tearfully, her large, round eyes filled with grievance.

"That's right, that's more like it. A messenger should act like a messenger, and be polite to their master." Saki released the chain from her grasp and stopped kicking Marino.

"As Saki said, from today onwards, I am your master." I squatted beside her, lifting her chin with my hand.

Marino, seen up close, was even cuter than in the photos. However, her body was undeniably that of a woman. The crisscrossing black leather straps around her body accentuated her beautiful breasts in an obscene shape. I was completely captivated by the sight.

Marino's eyes were very serious; though somewhat timid, she was by no means weak. Why would a woman like this come here? I was confused. It couldn't be like Haruka, coming without thinking for the money.

"There's a plastic bucket over there; from today onwards, that'll be the milk's toilet. Use the dog bowl next to it when you eat, understand?" "Yes..." Marino answered softly.

She gazed at me quietly, her beautiful eyes seemingly deep enough to draw you in. But deep within them lay a strong will.

"Master, please start training her quickly," Saki urged anxiously, perhaps thinking I was pitying Marino.

I spread Marino out in a spread-eagle position and entered between her legs. Marino closed her eyes, turning her face away from me.

"W-what are you going to do..."

Marino's voice was very weak. For some reason, seeing Marino completely stirred a strange feeling of tenderness within me, but at the same time, it also ignited a strong desire to penetrate her intensely. What an incredible woman... I couldn't stop my imagination.

"Next, I'm going to make you act like a doll."

"A doll?"

"You're my toy, my doll. A doll isn't allowed to make a sound, and no matter how much you're humiliated, you won't resist." I bit my lip, forcefully pulling Marino up, raising her arms high, and spreading her legs like a frog.

"Ugh... ugh!"

I pinched her nipple with my fingertips. Marino's areola was small, like a cherry. Its color was a beautiful cherry blossom pink, completely without any black parts.

"I told you not to make a sound when you moan."

To teach her a lesson, I pulled her nipple upwards; her elastic nipple stretched like rubber.

"Ugh..."

Marino kept her eyes tightly closed, silently enduring the pain. Did she have frigidity? Or was she simply faithfully obeying my orders?

"No!"

Just touching her nipple wasn't enough for me; I gripped her entire breast tightly, and Marino let out a sharp scream as if electrocuted.

"Marino, shut up!"

I frantically kneaded her beautiful, bowl-shaped breasts. Marino's breasts were so white that even a firm squeeze would leave red handprints. The soft yet firm touch was truly exquisite.

"Is it uncomfortable to have your breasts kneaded by a strange man?"

Marino kept her mouth tightly shut, not answering me.

"Master is asking you a question, answer me properly!"

"Ugh, ah! Forgive me!"

I placed my hand between Marino's legs, and she reacted intensely.

"Ahhh, no, no!"

"If you don't behave, I'll tear your petals!"

Her cherry-blossom lips, somewhat intricately shaped, were taut and tightly covering her shy little bud.

I turned her lips up and stroked the tiny bud with my fingers. Marino's reaction became even more intense. Her soft lips looked as if they would bleed if I were rougher.

"Ugh, no!"

"What did you say?"

"Please, please stop!"

"You are my messenger, how can you talk back to me?"

I stared at her intently, and Marino, her brows furrowed and enduring humiliation, looked like she was about to cry.

"That's right. For a messenger, the master's command is absolute." Saki's desire to command shone in her eyes, and she became even more ferocious towards Marino.

"Marino, now lick my feet." I slowly stood up.

"Lick my feet?"

"That's right. From between your toes to your ankles, lick them clean with your milky tongue." Marino couldn't hide her disgust at this behavior, her brows furrowed. I held my feet directly in front of her.

"Lick them now!"

Saki was enraged by Marino's expression, cracking her whip menacingly.

"Can't you lick my feet? These are Master's feet!"

"I-I understand..."

Marino slightly opened her eyes, trembling as she held my feet. After a slight hesitation, she slowly brought her lips closer.

"Louder, and lick them carefully."

When she looked at me with pleading eyes, I suddenly wanted to stop, but I knew Saki wouldn't agree.

"Mmm~"

Her tongue movements were clumsy, but being licked on the foot by her gave me a strange pleasure, perhaps it could be called the pleasure of dominating a woman?

"Okay!"

I pulled my foot away and gently stroked her head like I would a puppy. Marino's expression immediately brightened.

"Next, here!" I took Marino's hand and made her touch my erection through my trousers.

"Uh?" Marino's bright expression instantly turned somber. She tried to pull her hand back, but I stopped her forcefully.

"Now you have to cherish it with your mouth, okay? Have you done it before?"

Marino wouldn't say anything.

"Master is asking you, tell me quickly!"

After a period of silence, Marino nodded.

"Then, you don't need any guidance, you should be able to do it very well, right!?" Marino, kneeling on the floor, trembled with fear. She closed her eyes and shakily pulled down the zipper of my trousers. The sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed in the quiet basement. When her delicate fingers lightly touched my penis, it was already erect.

"If you don't hold it properly, you won't be able to take it in!" Because my erection was already swollen inside my pants, it took Marino some effort to remove it.

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