Idol Imprisonment Room

Chapter 1 The Rebirth of an Idol

"Welcome!"
A crisp, loud greeting rang out in the Western restaurant.
Watanabe Mami… well, her name is Sato Mami now. Six months ago, she was dressed in a glamorous gown; now, she's
serving customers in a pink-trimmed apron.
"Yuuji, no classes?"
"I'm skipping classes today. I finally got into university, how can I not have some fun?"
The seasoned Yuuji, sitting in his usual spot, couldn't help but let his eyes linger on Mami's ample bosom
. Her alluring curves, barely concealed beneath her pure white silk blouse… not particularly large, but with a firm, supple
feel… swaying slightly.
"I know, Yuuji must not have a girlfriend, that's why you always sit alone on the cold bench. No problem
, starting tomorrow, I'll go to class with you, let everyone see that Yuuji still has ways to hook up with girls.
"
He teased him intentionally.
"What are you doing here?"
She added water to a glass, her long, glossy black hair cascading down, releasing a delicate floral scent. Yuuji felt
his little brother starting to stir, and quickly shifted his gaze to the window.
This was Yokosuka. A pale April day, the sea breeze rustling through the cherry blossoms in full bloom…
"Yuuji, your face is so red! Sorry, did you put too much brandy in your Royal Coffee?"
Yuuji snapped out of his reverie, watching Mami walk back to the bar. Her high, rounded buttocks beneath her short pleated skirt, her almond-white
, long legs, the mysterious area between her legs… Yuuji took another deep breath. On the wall hung a picture of Mami's sweet smile
from a year ago, titled "National Beauty Mami's First Voice Acting: A Million Romances." In her senior year of high school, Mami, through a friend's prank, unexpectedly entered the entertainment industry. But honestly , it would be such a shame if everyone didn't share in the allure of Mami's large, watery eyes, her delicate and bright oval face, her slightly upturned cherry lips, and her innocent and charming demeanor. In fact, she did cause a sensation, winning the beauty pageant and becoming the dream girl of many young men. Yuuji, Mami's childhood friend, never thought this blonde girl had anything particularly captivating about her . Until that time at Mami's concert… watching Mami dancing and singing under the spotlight, Yuuji, crowded among tens of thousands of people , truly felt her astonishing charm for the first time. Mami was a natural-born star; she was somewhat shy, but her gentle smile was so pure and sweet that it was hard not to be mesmerized… Mami on stage was a completely unfamiliar world to Yuuji. Seeing Yuuji, Mami excitedly waved to him, her radiant smile reflecting the bouquet of flowers she held. However, after the concert, Yuuji, who had been flirted with, was severely beaten up by Mami's fans. "Where did this brat come from? Don't try to mess with our Mami." That night, Mami specially took an overnight train from Tokyo to Yokosuka, collapsed into Yuuji's arms with a bruised and swollen face, and cried, "I'm sorry... I didn't know it would turn out like this." To this day, Yuuji still remembers the warmth of her trembling body. However, because Mami's record company was too small, it fizzled out after releasing one album. At that time, Mami's father was finally able to escape the monotonous life of an office worker and opened a Western restaurant with the extra money Mami earned . But due to a lack of experience, "Seaside Recreation Hut" quickly fell into a slump and accumulated a large debt. The filial Mami decided to give up the opportunity to go to university and help at home. This is the story of 18-year-old Mami... *** "Miss, the water in the bathroom seems to be blocked. Could you come and take a look?" A tall and strong man stood in front of the bathroom. He wore sunglasses, his mustache was exaggeratedly curled to the sides, and his long, slicked-back hair, coated with hair gel, was all combed back , revealing his square forehead. A black leather jacket was tightly wrapped around his body. This...this was a frightening man...completely out of place with the fresh and elegant atmosphere here. "Yes...please wait a moment." Zhenmei forced herself to walk over. Just as Zhenmei stepped into the restroom, with a click, the strange man locked the door from behind and then pressed his body against Zhenmei's. Terrified, Zhenmei couldn't scream. The man's hands roamed over her smooth legs, then slid into her triangle... "Miss, your cute little clam is still so tight. How about it, scared? Do you want your parents to come and take a look? " "Ouch!" The man's hands roughly manipulated her two delicate inner labia. Zhenmei dodged left and right, but because her body was held up, she couldn't break free. "Please...please let me go, or I'll scream." "Oh, your voice is lovely! How about trying this?" He said, kneading Zhenmei's young, firm breasts. "Too bad, too small at 33 inches." Zhenmei's breasts resembled two lumps of fermented dough, deformed from being kneaded. "I apologize for any shortcomings in my service, but...but..." Having grown up in a nunnery, Zhenmei had never had this kind of contact with a boy before. She desperately held back the tears that were about to spill. "What, are you going to cry? Miss Zhenmei, crying won't help. Many things in the world can't be solved by crying ." He said, lifting Zhenmei's pleated skirt and grabbing the bottom of her white cotton panties. "Your mom picked this out for you, right? This style is for older women. Little girl, you should choose some underwear with strawberry or floral trim that suits your age." The bottom of the underwear was deeply embedded in the T-shaped indentation between her buttocks. "Let go of me! Stop it!" The man tightly gripped Zhenmei's hands as she tried to cover herself. The cotton underwear was tangled up, like a rough rope rubbing against Zhenmei's body, her nipples so dry they seemed about to burst. "I see your little hole in the back..."

Feeling incredibly ashamed that her most private parts were being wantonly played with and judged by this strange man, Zhenmei was terribly embarrassed
. She desperately twisted her body, trying to avoid his prying eyes, but that only made her panties dig deeper, and the waves
of pain made her start to moan.
"Ah... um..."
The man's eyes flashed with burning lust.
"Hehe! Twisting so much. Little girl, you've never tasted a man's touch before, have you?"
"Why are you asking me this kind of thing..."
Before Zhenmei could say anything more, the man grabbed her hand and forced his warm, thick penis into her hand, the penis
throbbing like a pulse in Zhenmei's trembling hand.
"Hmm, just slide it slowly like this, come on! Miss Zhenmei, do you know that you were
made by your father from inside this treasure?"
The huge male body constantly thrusting in her hand... the memory of bathing with her father when she was a child, the soft, flabby flesh beneath him in the steamy water
, still aroused her great curiosity.
"Dad, what is that?"
She was now firmly holding it in her hand…
'Oh my god! Am I going to die…'
Her consciousness blurred, and Mami finally fainted.
"Mami, are you awake? Are you alright?"
Mami's father asked worriedly.
"A gentleman saw you faint in the bathroom and carried you out,"
her mother's gentle voice came. Mami reflexively sat up, searching for that caring gaze. Now, Mami
was lying on her own bed. The familiar furnishings and romantic pastel colors in the room reassured her.
"Mom, I… I'm fine. I just suddenly felt dizzy. I'll be fine after a rest. I want to take a shower first." Mami
originally wanted to tell him everything that had happened, but she
refrained, thinking of how her parents were already struggling with the restaurant's business.
In the bathroom, Mami took off her skirt and saw her rumpled underwear. That… that thing really did happen
!
The mirror reflected thick finger marks on her inner thighs. Mami touched them, and it seemed she could feel the warm, throbbing sensation of a penis again
.
Mami frantically washed her hands until almost a layer of skin peeled off, but the wet, nauseating feeling persisted
.
She remembered touching a boy with similar hands at a fan meeting; when the PR person explained
what it meant, the nausea was exactly the same as now.
Furthermore, Mami scrubbed her body vigorously until her skin turned red from excessive washing. The milky-white soap
slid across her shapely body… her breasts, swollen like two large buns, the small, protruding nipples in the middle, the
slightly sparse pubic hair below… the soap felt like a fat, chubby hand probing into her private parts.
"Ah…"
Mami stopped.
'Would he…would he have taken advantage of me while I was unconscious? But, if that were the case, it would probably hurt
…'
In front of the large bathroom mirror, Mami lay down, spread her legs, and carefully examined herself.
This was the first time Mami had seriously looked at her private parts. She parted the two pea-shaped
petals with her fingers, revealing the pink flesh and bud inside.
Hmm… I'm so embarrassed, that clump of wrinkled red flesh… Even though it was her own body, Mami blushed
.
'No, I have to figure this out.'
She forced herself to look at her private parts under the dark pubic hair in the mirror; the swollen clitoris looked like a perfectly round marble. Mami remembered
the peculiar, stinging sensation it caused when rubbed, and gently stroked it.
"Ah…"
Pleasure surged through her body like an electric current.
'What a wonderful feeling!'
An 18-year-old girl's body was already capable of enjoying the pleasures of intercourse, but Mami had never had the chance.
'He must not have violated me yet…'
Mami was now only concerned with the waves of pleasure emanating from the clitoris.
'Hmm…'
She gradually increased the speed of her stroking.
'My nipples are sore and itchy…'
Mami pinched the two small buttons with her fingers.
'Who… who can suck me?'
The image of her crying in Yuuji's arms that night flashed through her mind. "
...Yuuji? Is that Yuuji...?"
Yuuji's handsome and dashing figure became clearer and clearer, and Mami felt a clear, sticky fluid flowing from her spring.
"I... feel strange, umm... it's so hot here, Yuuji, help me!"
***
The next day was the restaurant's day off. At noon, someone suddenly came to visit.
The obedient Mami quickly served coffee, but when she opened the door and saw the customer sitting there...
"No!"
That's right, the so-called customer was the strange man who had touched Mami inappropriately yesterday.
"Mami, come and thank the manager. Yesterday, he found you unconscious and carried you out..."
Her unsuspecting mother greeted him warmly.
When Mami put down the coffee cup, her hand trembled so badly that it made a "bang."
"Why did you suddenly faint yesterday? It really startled me. Or did your sister think Uncle looked too scary?
"
When he smiled, his mouth twisted to one side, making him look even more frightening. Zhenmei stared at him blankly,
unable to say a word.
"Zhenmei, look at you. Mr. Manager, I'm so sorry, the child is just being silly."
Zhenmei was scolded, and although she felt wronged, she had no choice but to endure it.
"Thank you so much..." "
Then, Mr. Blackbeard, I will tell Zhenmei what happened..."
Her father's weak voice interrupted Zhenmei's words of thanks. Zhenmei had never seen him so humble.
That evening, her father told her the truth. It turned out that because of poor restaurant management, they
had borrowed over 300 million yen from an underground money lender.
"Zhenmei, the loan deadline is tomorrow. If Dad can't repay this money, our whole family will..." He
finished speaking and sighed deeply.
"The owner of that underground money exchange also runs a talent agency called Cross, and that bearded man
is the manager. He said their company is very interested in you and believes you definitely have
the potential to become an idol superstar..."
Zhenmei understood perfectly what he meant—he just wanted her to pay off her father's debts. But...
but the talent agency run by that terrifying man... his ugly, wicked grin resurfaced in her mind. And he
even stipulated that Zhenmei couldn't go home during the contract period.
"Dad actually sold me off for money, that's too much..."
Sobbing uncontrollably, Zhenmei wasn't really blaming her father, but thinking about leaving the
home that had raised her for 18 years, her loving parents... As she packed her things, tears streamed down her face like a string of pearls
.
Finally, she put her teddy bear, her birthday present from when she was seven, into her backpack
and zipped it up.
"Starting tomorrow, I'm leaving here."
She picked up the phone and dialed the number with a serious expression.
"Oh, it's you... Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"
Yuuji's voice was filled with surprise and joy.
***
In the dead of night, on the small pier of Yokosuka, the dim streetlights illuminated two figures gazing lovingly at each other.
"When we were little, we used to run around here together..."
Mami lowered her head, a bittersweet feeling welling up in her heart.
"Yuuji, I love you."
The words struck them both deeply, as if their hearts had been instantly joined together.
"Thank you for always taking care of me..."
Looking at the sparse lights on the sea, Mami's resolve strengthened. Tonight, she would
give herself completely to him.
As long as she had Yuuji's love, that despicable man wouldn't matter.
"Yuuji, love me!" Mami took Yuuji's hand and placed it on her chest. Yuuji felt the full, rounded texture and intense heaving
of her unbraced breasts . "Yuuji, you don't think I'm a promiscuous girl, do you?" Tears streamed down her slightly upturned face, dripping onto her cherry-red, upturned lips... Just then, thud! A muffled sound rang out behind Yuuji's head, and he slowly collapsed. Four or five people jumped out from a corner of a nearby warehouse and pulled away Mami, who was trying to help Yuuji. "Yuuji, wake up! What happened to you?" Mami's cries faded into the distance. Her imagined beautiful coming-of-age ceremony had ended just like that. *** The next morning, a black luxury car was parked in front of the Sato family's house. A pair of beautiful legs in diamond-encrusted high heels stretched out, a black suit tightly hugging her curvaceous body, her neatly trimmed short hair and sharp, narrow phoenix eyes behind black-rimmed glasses... This was a stunningly beautiful woman. "Take good care of yourself, and don't be discouraged by any setbacks," Mami's mother sobbed, while her father, his expression grave, remained silent. "Hurry up!" A woman's cold, ruthless voice interrupted the mother-daughter farewell. And so, Mami left the protective wings of her parents, flying towards an unknown, potentially dangerous, new world . The woman's name was Kanno Saya. From now on, she was Mami's manager. In fact, Mami was quite familiar with Saya's face. During Mami's high school years, Saya had become one of Japan's top models, appearing in magazines and advertisements across various media. She had once been Mami's idol, but now , without her usual smile, she was cold and aloof, like a completely different person. As the black car sped along the highway to Tokyo, Saya suddenly snatched Mami's backpack and threw it out the window. "What are you doing?" The backpack filled with Mami's precious memories from the past 18 years, the fluffy, chubby teddy bear... "This is too much! That's my only treasure. Yuuji, where are you? Help me get it back..." *Slap!* Saya slapped Mami's tear-streaked face. "Ms. Sato, you don't seem to understand the situation. You are now Watari Mami, a product that our Cross company is packaging and producing. Do products need such sentimental nonsense?" Saya turned her head away, ignoring the heartbroken Mami. The eight-story building, completely covered in black tiles, filled Mami with a strange fear. Mami remembered a popular idol singer from several years ago who, after leaving a note saying, "No, I can't take it anymore. Mom and Dad, please forgive me," jumped off this black behemoth. The elevator stopped at the top floor, and Mami was led into a small room. "This will be your room from now on." A large mirror hung on the peeling, mottled cement wall. There was an iron bed with white sheets, a plastic wardrobe, and a bathroom with a shower… It was a simple room about six tatami mats in size. "Tired? Change your clothes and rest for a bit. Later, go to the manager's office and say hello to the manager." Saya's voice was very gentle, and Mami felt warm inside, thinking that Saya was just being strict with her earlier . She took off her tight jeans, revealing a V-neck and the protrusion of her full lips beneath her white cotton underwear… She unbuttoned her denim shirt , revealing a lace bra that tightly supported her breasts, and a strong milky scent emanated from her low-set valley. In front of the mirror, Mami carefully examined herself. 'I must do my best.' Looking at her sweet reflection, Mami regained her confidence. However, Mami didn't know that this mirror was a one-way mirror, meaning one side was a mirror, while the other side was transparent like a window, allowing her to monitor her every move. Now, Zhenmei was like a king in his new clothes, completely unaware of her nakedness. Wearing a pure white dress, Zhenmei smiled radiantly at her reflection in the mirror. The manager's office was also on the eighth floor; she knocked on the heavy door, but there was no response.

"I'm sorry..."
She opened the door and went in. There was no one in front of the leather sofa or the desk.
Mami looked at the spacious manager's office, the luxurious Persian carpet on the floor... A faint voice
came from a half-open door.
Mami tiptoed over and finally heard...
"Mmm... Ah..."
A woman's unrestrained moans.
Mami held her breath and peeked inside. This...this is...
Mami was so shocked that she fell to the floor without making a sound.
Her pupils, dilated with fear, blurred into thin sheets, projecting scenes of male-female sexual abuse and obscene acts like a screen
.
'What...what...'
The cold, powerful woman, Saya, was now kneeling like a dog between the spread legs of a black-bearded man. Her slender
waist, like a wine glass, twisted, and her small mouth between her thighs opened and closed greedily... Thick, clear saliva dripped down, glistening on the inside of her thighs
. She was completely naked, except for the metal "dog collar" around her neck and the diamond-studded high heels on her feet
.
"Black Beard, my king, Saya's 'sister' can't take it anymore, do me a good deed and come in and fuck me
!"
Saya's deeply defined face was contorted, covered in wet, sticky fluid. She had Black Beard's long flute in her mouth
, skillfully playing it... that thick, muscular thing, Mami felt a dampness in her palm, that sticky, wet feeling
returned.
"Shut your dog mouth and lick it properly for me. Hmm!"
"Yes, Saya shouldn't have said anything."
Saya's marble-smooth cheeks bulged, her tongue peeling away the layers of skin covering them, her breasts
bouncing like two white rabbits.
"What kind of dog are you, what am I keeping you for? Get it straight, if I let you fuck me, you'd be better off eating shit.
"
Black Beard lit a cigarette, kicking her breasts with the tip of his shoe.
"Mmm...please forgive me. Yes, I'm not even worthy to lick Mr. Blackbeard's asshole, reward me! Mr. Blackbeard
, anything that flows from your big treasure is the most nourishing drink for Saya. Mmm..."
White Rabbit's bulging eyes were red, as if they would bleed at any moment.
Through the half-open door, Mami could clearly see her little mouth between her thighs gradually splitting open, the dark red inner walls
twitching like earthworms, a wild scent mixed with perfume, sweat, and vaginal secretions rushing over like a net, the captured
Mami felt her stomach clenching tightly, a surge of acid rising up.
'Wow...there's such a dirty thing...'
Mami had never had any real experience with sex, all of this seemed so ugly and unbelievable to her
, it was simply a picture of hellish suffering.

Chapter Two: Public Confession
"My good brother, hurry up and give me a drink!"
Saya's face was twisted and deformed, the huge, thick, black penis deeply inserted into her throat.
"You slut, you're getting off easy. Drink it all up."
The throbbing penis gushed forth hot, fresh milk.
"Mmm! Ahh!"
Saya's lips pursed tightly, her throat trembling like a croaking frog. However, a thin trickle of fluid still dripped from the corner of her mouth
.
"Idiot, are you deliberately trying to dirty the carpet?"
With a stomp of his foot, Saya's body fell far away like a sandbag.
She groaned in pain as she began licking the carpet with her tongue.
"Please forgive me, big brother, I didn't mean to. I'll definitely clean it up."
The black-bearded man didn't even glance at her, got up, straightened his clothes, and was about to leave.
Mami, who had been crouching at the door peeking, seemed to see him smile smugly at her.
"No… don't come any closer…"
Her legs trembled so badly she could barely stand.
"Devil! Mom, I want to go home!"
Terrified, Mami ran out of the manager's office and began running wildly down the corridor like a sleepy little bird, hoping to find
an escape route.
She screamed, tears streaming down her face.
Finally, with a "bang," Mami bumped into something and fell to the ground.
"Miss, where are you going?"
asked a tall man in a black suit. (In Cross, these burly men are ostensibly security
personnel, but in reality, they do shady things for the manager.) Mami stood up to
run in the opposite direction, but the man grabbed her from behind with the strength of his powerful arms.
Yes, this person must have been involved in the stalking and ambush during the date with Yuuji…
“Let me go, help! I want… I want to go home.”
Mami’s mouth was covered with a damp cloth soaked in anesthetic… In her hazy consciousness, the black-bearded, lecherous mouth grinned wider and wider, like
a bottomless black hole about to swallow her…
***
Gradually regaining consciousness, Mami found herself lying in a room, that cold, desolate cage made of cement walls…
With a “click,” the door opened, and Saya stood there.
“Awake? The manager wants to see you.”
Saya regained her cold, aloof demeanor; just now… just now she was howling like a bitch in heat… Mami started to feel dizzy again
.
Following behind Saya, Mami felt her steps growing heavier and heavier, a sense of powerless despair washing over her
.
‘I… I can’t escape from here anymore.’
***
“Manager, I’ve brought Mami.”
Mami stopped at the door, trembling uncontrollably.
Saya pushed her from behind, forcing her inside.
"Oh, I've been waiting for you."
When the black-bearded manager spun his black leather office chair, Mami's heart nearly jumped out of her chest.
"You're going to be our company's rising star, Cross. We're determined to mold you into the successor to the queen of pop
..."
The black-bearded manager sat comfortably, lighting a cigarette.
"Now, we need to get to know you better. Partly, for promotional purposes, we also need
to archive you."
Mami noticed the small, cannon-like camera mounted behind the black-bearded man.
"Saya, let's begin!"
"Yes, Manager. Sato Mami, stage name Watanabe Mami, born March 21, 1952, Aries
, blood type A."
Suddenly, the black-bearded man winked at her.
Hiss… Saya abruptly pulled down the zipper of Mami's dress and ripped it off.
Mami's skin glowed with a rosy sheen, but it couldn't hide her stiffness from excessive tension.
"What… what are you going to do?"
She crouched down, hugging herself tightly, not letting any more skin be exposed.
"Height 154 cm, measurements 33-22-34 inches… Mami, stand up so the manager can take a closer look
."
"Mami, don't be afraid, this is purely a work requirement, I have no ulterior motives towards you. Of course, as
a manager, the more in-depth your understanding of your artists, the better."
Mami didn't believe him at all. Was this what he meant by in-depth understanding?
"Let's see Mami's 33 inches clearly."
Saya unhooked the clasp on Mami's bra at the back and ripped it off.
"No, give it back to me."
Mami covered her chest with her hands, her slender body curling into a ball. Saya's hand forced its way in,
her long nails, painted with bright red nail polish, digging fiercely into Mami's small bud.
"Stand up quickly, let the manager see clearly."
Her fingertips scratched at the delicate bud like knives.
"It hurts, no, let me go..."
"If you don't stand up, I'll pinch it off."
The intense pain made Mami barely manage to stand up.
"That's more like it! You should have just obeyed earlier, you're so stubborn."
"Waaah...it hurts."
Saya's hand was still on her chest. Seeing Mami now, even the most hard-hearted person would soften.
"Now answer my question properly. Mami, you're an only child, right?"
What a ridiculous question.
"So, when was your first period?"
"Hmm...why are you asking me this..."
"Answer quickly."
Saya pinched hard.
"Let me go! I'll tell you, it was in fifth grade..."
"Hehe, quite precocious. I've heard the earlier a girl matures, the better, hahaha... 33cm bust, a bit small.
Saya, how does it feel?"
"Excellent, Manager. Delicate and elastic, even I'm captivated. Although it's a bit small, I
can cover it with one hand, but it's really soft..."
Saya's hand caressed it freely, cupping and gently patting it from different angles, carefully measuring every
inch.
"No..."
"Hmm, your nipples are starting to react, though a little raw... Manager, top-notch quality."
"No... don't look at me."
"So beautiful, no one likes a shy girl. You have such great assets, you should show them to everyone
! Hmm... although not big, they're shapely and exquisite, standard papaya breasts... not necessarily big-breasted, the company will create
a pure, girl-next-door image for you."
The black-bearded man savored the beauty before him.
"The manager is very satisfied with your figure, it's wonderful."
Saya's fingertips began to circle around her bud, and Mami felt the small and large barbs on the pink area
swelling up one by one.
"Mimi, haven't tasted such a wonderful feeling before, have you?"
"No... no..."
Mami's words were intermittent, the pain in her nipples had been completely replaced by a blissful, intoxicating sensation
.
"I'm asking you, have you ever done it yourself?"
"..."
"The manager is asking you if you've ever done it yourself. How about it, Mami, you must have, right? I only rubbed your nipples a few
times, and you were already moaning and groaning like a slut."
Saya suddenly increased the pressure.
"It hurts, have mercy on me!"
"We can find out by checking."
Black Beard reached for the walkie-talkie...
"Wait, Manager, Mami's private life is my responsibility. I should handle this."
"Alright, you can handle it."
Black Beard gave an order outside, and someone immediately brought in something that looked like an operating table. The only difference was that
the hands and feet were secured with iron chains, a typical SM torture table.
"Mimi, lie down."
"No, let me go, you perverts."
Black Beard and Saya put Mami on the table, her hands and feet were firmly fixed, and
only a thin pair of panties remained between her wide-open legs as the last line of defense.
"Hmm..."
"Let me go, you..."
"I advise you to obediently accept my inspection, it feels quite good."
Saying that, he brought his face close to Mami's lower body.
"It still looks dry!"
He sniffed hard.
"Eh, it smells like pee. Little girl, can't you hold back anymore?"
"Help! Put me down..."
Feeling Saya's breath blowing into her fairy cave, the itchy and tingling sensation made Mami writhe
.
"Mami, I think I know the answer. How about it, are you often touching yourself here, you
little slut, moaning and groaning?"
Saya stroked the two plump petals with his fingers.
"You... what are you doing?"
"Don't move! Fixing this is no joke."
A small, pearl-like fleshy mound protruded, and Saya gently flicked it.
"Ah..."
An electric-like tingling sensation spread throughout her body.
"Your little bean is already so big, it'll be fun to draw circles on it."
She said, then used her slender fingertips to gently stroke it from the inside out, like ripples on water.
"No, don't..."
"No, I absolutely cannot give in..."
Despite thinking this, under the guidance of the magic wand, which was adept at various teasing games, the innocent Mami couldn't help but feel
an intoxicating pleasure.
Her originally distorted and fearful expression transformed into a smooth and comfortable one.
"Mami, you're starting to get wet. Hmm... you're really sensitive."
Waves of watery white fluid seeped out, and the wet area of her panties began to become transparent, making the swollen flower shape even more
obvious.
"Mami, to be honest, you must often do this to yourself, right?"
"No... I don't."
"Still not admitting it? Look at yourself, you're already this wet."
Saya held out her honey-drenched fingers in front of Mami, the dripping fluid glistening with a lewd sheen.
"Ugh..."
"Mami, your attitude is very wrong! This is a good thing, every normal woman likes it.
"
She put her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them with relish.
"Mmm, sweet and sour, so delicious."
"No... I don't like it..."
Zhenmei's words were a low, hypnotic murmur. Her consciousness became increasingly unclear, as if she had taken a hallucinogenic drug and fallen into endless
pleasure.
"See if you can still be stubborn."
Sharp nails pinched the bean tightly.
"Ouch, it hurts, I won't do it again!"
"Only good children get lollipops."
"Okay, I'll talk, I... I did it myself once."
"Once? Hahaha, do you think we're idiots? You're already this wet after just one time."
The bottom of her panties was soaked, and the pink petals peeked through, as if they had been dyed.
"That's the end of the question. Anyway, this young lady seems to have endless potential. Next, you're a virgin, right?"
"...I am."
"Hehe, that's one of the reasons we took a liking to you. But, since you're a virgin,
how did you get in when you played with yourself?"
"I... I didn't go in!"
"Then how did you play?"
"Outside... on top..."
"That? This one?"
Zhenmei's little bead was moistened and became crystal clear.
"This... um... that's it."
"Okay! I believe you this time. But, you've tasted a man's lollipop before, haven't you? Girls these days are so shrewd
, always going around giving each other blowjobs, taking shortcuts, and screaming everywhere, claiming to be virgins."
"No... I've never done that... that kind of thing."
"Now you can try it!"
Sayo's hand vibrated between Mami's full petals.
"Ahhh..."
Mami's beautiful body, bathed in a rosy glow, writhed on the narrow torture table.
*** Mami
was exhausted when she was taken back to her room. She couldn't understand what was happening, being
stripped naked and placed on a table, answering her most private questions, Sayo's fingers roaming over her thighs... more importantly
, she was actually experiencing arousal...
Dazed, Mami wanted to take a shower to clear her head.
Seeing her naked body in the mirror, a strange sense of shame welled up inside her.
"Yuji, I'm sorry. My body is so dirty and filthy now..."
Large tears slid down her cheeks.
"Even my last bit of purity will soon be lost, Manager, that devilish man..."
Mami's hand caressed her smooth, delicate skin.
"No, rather than let that beast take it from me, I'll do it myself."
Mami made up her mind to make her last stand.
"Hmm...it hurts less this way..."
Mami held a light blue bar of soap in her hand.
"Yuji, Yuji's fingers slowly slid over my body...caressing my round breasts..."
The long, light blue bar of soap, like a timid hand, carefully caressed her body.
"Ah..."
Mami cupped her breasts, letting the water fall like hot kisses.
"Yuji, fuck me, it's so big..."
Mami moaned lewdly, some provocative words she had never thought of before, just naturally coming out of her mouth
.
She reached one hand into the tropical jungle beneath her, where the budding flower buds swelled, and the narrow valley overflowed with
sweet nectar.
"Come in, play with me hard, harder..."
Imagining him pressing down on her, Yuuji's gentle yet passionate face faded, replaced by
everything she had just experienced... his
thick, black-bearded, sturdy penis, like a piece of charcoal, thrusting straight into Mami's soft brain...
"No, don't..."
Saya's tongue trembled like a snake's tongue, the engorged penis between her fiery red lips... Mami
became even more excited, her hips swaying wildly in sync with the movement of her fingers.
"I... this feels so strange..."
At this moment, her middle finger was about to pierce the unopened honeypot.
"It hurts..."
The intense pain drove away the exhilarating pleasure she had just felt.
"No, why is it still not working..."
Frustrated, Mami began to hate herself, hate her body, hate her fate...
"Yuji, I'm sorry, I can't do it... I miss you so much..."
Mami sobbed uncontrollably, lying on the rough floor tiles, letting hot water spray over her body.
Unbeknownst to her, someone was watching her with cold eyes.
Chapter 3: Penis Microphone Audition
The next morning, Mami woke up groggily, not quite sure where she was.
Then the door opened, and Miss Saya, dressed in a peach-colored suit, walked in radiantly.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Hmm...not bad..."
Looking at Saya, who had regained her cold and beautiful appearance, Mami found it hard not to be attracted to her. Especially after being "trained" by her yesterday
, Saya, as the first woman to give her sexual pleasure, was deeply imprinted on Mami's body.
It became a secret between the two of them.
"Starting today, we've arranged a series of activities for you. First, there's the album audition, and tonight you'll be
accompanying a political figure. I brought you some pretty clothes; an idol can't dress too sloppily. Here,
take one and change."
In front of Mami, wearing a white long dress, was a pile of colorful clothes.
"Thank you,"
Saya smiled. Her smile was like a spring breeze melting the winter snow, making the whole room seem to glow with
the colors of the fabric.
Mami picked out a red plaid skirt and a light-colored silk long-sleeved shirt, then held them up against herself.
"Miss Saya, what do you think?"
Mami twirled around, even sticking her bottom out, looking completely innocent.
"Hmm, very cute. Let's go! Everyone's still waiting in the recording studio."
Following Saya's gentle steps, Mami almost forgot her imprisoned fate.
***
The elevator stopped on the basement floor. Pushing open the heavy, dark glass door of the recording studio, inside were already the manager, a black-
bearded man, a young sound engineer, and a short, stout middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.
"Good morning, everyone, I'm Mami, nice to meet you."
"Oh, very polite! My name is Ueki, I'll be your mentor, nice to meet you too. Let's get
started!"
He pulled Mami into the recording booth, and Mami, who hadn't sung in a long time, began to feel nervous.
Ueki sat down at the piano, opened the lid, and played some simple percussion notes to match the vocalizations.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~."
"Hmm, the sound is beautiful, but the pronunciation is wrong. Come on, like this, use your abdomen to produce the sound."
Ueki grabbed Mami's hand and placed it on his protruding abdomen.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~."
"No, no, I didn't mean for you to make random noises. Right, let's appreciate some beautiful things, see if that
helps."
He winked at the sound engineer.
"Fuck me, it's so big... come in, play with me hard, harder..."
On the TV screen in the recording studio, a naked woman named Mami appeared in the shower...
"No, don't look."
Mami squatted down, covering her face with her hands. A close-up of Mami's private parts appeared on the screen, her slender white fingers
moving in front of her pink secret cave.
"Hehe... did you hear that clearly? That's the sound, umm... Miss Mami, your beautiful voice makes
me want to create."
Ueki's crotch bulged as if he were blowing air.
"Don't touch me."
"Good girl, Mami, let the teacher teach you the correct pronunciation."
Ueki pulled down his zipper and took out his hard microphone.
"To pronounce, you must first open your mouth wide."
Ueki pinched her high nose.
"No, let me go."
Because she couldn't breathe, Mami gasped for air through her mouth.
"Mr. Ueki, you...no..."
Ueki's massive penis drew closer...and finally, it forced its way into Mami's full lips.
"Ah..."
A stench of rotten fish assaulted her senses.
'This filthy thing...'
Mami's eyes welled with tears.
"Hmm, so good. Such a soft and elastic throat, what beautiful sounds it must make."
He thrust deeply into Mami's throat.
"Cough cough cough..."
Due to the sudden intrusion of the foreign object, Mami's throat convulsed violently, and a nauseating feeling welled
up.
"Okay, now we can start the pronunciation practice. Do it once: do, re, mi, fa, so."
'I can't take it anymore, no, I can't do it...'
Mami was about to faint with the huge penis stuck in her throat.
"Mami, just do as Teacher says. Once a man gets an erection, he won't let go until he releases it, so you'd better be a good girl
and listen to me!"
Sayo's magnetic voice came through the loudspeaker, calming the confused Mami down a little. Knowing she
had no chance of escape, she had no choice but to endure it.
"Do, re, mi, fa, so."
With each sound, Mami's tongue would touch that thick pillar.
"Hey, you've got too much saliva on it. Come on, use your hand to wipe it off."
Ueki grabbed Mami's hand and placed it on his dark, throbbing penis.
Mami's beautiful eyes were tightly closed; she hoped this was just a nightmare, and that she could wake up quickly and
escape all of this. "Now, when you inhale, inhale into your mouth, and when you exhale, slide your breath down. Yes, this will quickly increase
your vocal range ." Mami's long, fragrant hair swayed with the movement of her head. She suppressed a strong urge to vomit, letting Ueki's large penis repeatedly strike the soft soil in her throat. The pungent smell of yogurt filled the small recording studio . "Yuji, you're there, I'm in so much pain!" To end this quickly, Mami sped up her thrusting. "Good, good. Ah! The rocket is launching!" Mami felt the man's body tremble like muddy earthworms in water, then he ejaculated a large amount of white yogurt. "Ah...so disgusting." Silky liquid dripped from Mami's lips; this was the first time she had tasted a man's life-giving fluid, and it tasted fishy and foul. She quickly spat it out. "Mami, why don't you accept your teacher's reward? You should know, this is especially good for your vocal cords." Ueki waved the stinky rod in front of Mami's face, wiping the dripping liquid on his hands, forcing Mami to lick it with her tongue. "Please spare me! Mr. Ueki, I really can't take it anymore." Mami pleaded pitifully, her face covered in tears and the man's foul-smelling fluid. "Alright! That's all for today's lesson. Remember to practice hard during this time." ***

"How's it going? Is it recorded?"
Black Beard asked the sound engineer.
"Yeah, it's perfect."
"That's great, perfect for background music on Mami's album. Hehe... I wonder
what kind of mess Ueki will make this time, he's a master at composing these kinds of songs."
***
"Feeling better?"
Mami, her eyes swollen like walnuts, lay on the bed, still sobbing.
"Mami, I know you've suffered a lot, and I know you care about your father."
Saya's gentle tone was like spring rain nourishing Mami's parched heart. She gently kissed Mami, their
lips pressed together like flower petals.
"Mami, you're so pitiful..."
She pulled down Mami's panties, revealing the pink cleft beneath Mami, like a slightly parted mouth.
"Miss Saya, what are you going to do?"
"Mami, I consider you my own sister..."
Saya took out an ointment and applied it to Mami's private parts.
"It's so hot..."
Saya chose a pair of pale yellow, sheer, lace-trimmed panties for Mami to wear, over which was a small floral dress
.
Saya applied light-colored lipstick to her lips and then tied a white bow in her hair.
Mami now looked like a living French doll.
"Beautiful, Mami, let's go!"
***
Blackbeard was already sitting in the minibus, which sped through the brightly lit Tokyo night.
Mami had no interest in appreciating the charming night view outside the window; her attention was entirely focused on her private parts
.
It turned out that Saya had applied a powerful aphrodisiac to Mami. Once the drug took effect, the intense stimulation would
cause itching and stinging at the application site, making one feel compelled to have a vigorous sexual encounter.
Mami was now quite restless.
"Memi, the person we're going to see now is Mr. Arai, a celebrity in the political and business world. I'm warning
you first, don't create any trouble for yourself. Go along with everything he wants, or you might not even be able to save your family
."
"I...I understand."
As if trying to hold back her urination, Mami tightly pressed her legs together, the veins on her ivory-white inner thighs bulging.
'Miss Saya, what exactly did you wipe for me...'
***
The car stopped in front of an elegant restaurant in Kagurazaka. Walking through the polished solid wood corridor, Black Beard
stopped in front of a small room with a light on.
"Wait here for a bit."
Black Beard pointed at Mami.
"Excuse me, sorry to bother you."
Then he bowed and went into the room.
Just who is this person, that even someone as high and mighty as Mr. Black Beard has to bow so much... Mami
thought, feeling a chill run down her spine.
I'd seen him in newspapers and on TV before; he was a nearly sixty-year-old, ruddy-faced, obese man. And
I'd heard he had connections with the underworld… that's the darkness of politics.
"Black Beard, you've arrived."
"I'm so sorry to trouble you to come all this way. But this time, the goods are top-notch
, guaranteed to satisfy you."
Arai's facial muscles, usually relaxed, flushed red at Black Beard's words.
"Mr. Arai, forgive my bluntness, but you're truly vigorous for your age, your energy is growing ever stronger. Mami, come in
, let Mr. Arai take a look."
"I'm sorry to bother you."
Mami walked in tremblingly.
"Come in, come in quickly, lovely little girl."
Whether from nervousness or discomfort in her lower body, Mami stumbled and fell onto the tatami mat after only a few steps. Facing
Mr. Huang Yan, her two white breasts were slightly exposed, and Huang Yan swallowed hard.
"I'm sorry..."
Zhenmei quickly sat up and straightened her clothes. Because she was kneeling, she felt as if a small
hand was scratching her lower body, making her incredibly itchy.
"It's okay, I like silly pretty girls the most. Come on, have a drink with me first."
Huang Yan reached out to hug Zhenmei.
"Your name is Zhenmei, right? Come on, let me take a good look at your face."
A pungent smell of alcohol wafted over, and Zhenmei turned her face to the side. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Blackbeard's figure closing the door and leaving
.
"Little girl, turn your head back. Is Uncle that scary?" '
Don't cause yourself any trouble... you won't even be able to protect your own home...'
Blackbeard's words echoed in Zhenmei's ears.
"Hmm..."
"Hahaha...this little girl speaks frankly, I like it. Not only young girls like you, many worldly
men tremble when they see me. Hehe..."
Huang Yan used his age-spotted hands to lift her skirt.
"Please...please stop."
"Come on, don't be so reserved, let uncle see your hole."
Huang Yan suddenly grabbed Zhenmei's ankles and pulled them apart.
"Ouch!"
Zhenmei fell down, her legs sticking up high, revealing her pale yellow transparent panties. Her lower body looked like
two lemon slices soaking in aiyu jelly.
"Oh, so cute. You're already so wet, what happened?"
Ever since Miss Saya applied a lot of passion essence, Zhenmei's lower body was like a faucet that wasn't turned off, dripping
non-stop.
"Please let me go!"
Huang Yan pressed down on Zhenmei forcefully. He didn't expect that he, nearing fifty, still had such good stamina. Zhenmei struggled
for a long time but still couldn't break free.
"Hahaha, all eighteen-year-old girls in the throes of puberty are like this. They pretend to be shy on the surface, but as soon as you touch them
, their juices start flowing."
Arai, like a block of fat butter, lay sprawled on Mami's soft body.
"No, help!"
Arai's alcohol-smelling mouth covered Mami's cries.
"Girl, don't talk nonsense. Be a good girl, and I'll help you and the old man."
'The old man?'
...Dad, Zhenmei's struggling body stopped.
"Isn't now the time for you to repay him, to raise you to be so beautiful?"
Zhenmei immediately became very obedient.
'Even your home can't be protected…'
She wiped away her tears, enduring the stinging pain in her lower body as she stood up.
Reaching out to unbutton her dress, the small floral dress fluttered down like clouds, revealing Zhenmei's tender and perfect body
. Her full breasts rose like ribbons, her slender waist a smooth arc, and
beneath the sheer, hollowed-out panties, sparse pubic hair was faintly visible.
Under the gaze of Huang Yan's hawk-like eyes, Zhenmei pulled down her panties.
"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful, you're truly the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
Zhenmei's ivory-white, porcelain-like skin aroused Huang Yan's devouring desire.
"Come here, come, let Uncle hug you."
Aragaki hurriedly stripped naked and lay down. His large belly, covered in layers of fat,
rose and fell with his rapid breathing, swaying like a waterbed.
Mami slowly untied the bow on her head and walked slowly towards him.
"Once a man is erect, he won't let go until he releases."
As long as... as long as she could make him come before he penetrated her... Yes, that's it.
Mami didn't know that such tricks wouldn't fool an experienced old man.
"Mr. Aragaki, Mami is willing to serve you to the best of her ability. Please help my father."
Mami deliberately knelt at Aragaki's feet and cried, one hand reaching into his swollen lower abdomen, grasping his limp
, broken-finger-like penis.
"Hehe, this is a dutiful child."
Aragaki's manhood remained completely still.
"I'm old, not so easy to arouse. Come, let Uncle suck your honey to perk you up."
Saying this, he was about to pick Mami up.
"No, let me use my mouth."
Mami forced herself to take the foul-smelling male body into her mouth. She closed her eyes, feeling as if a lump
of stinky mud had been stuffed into her mouth.
"Oh, oh, it's so alluring."
Mami mimicked the tongue she'd used in the recording studio during the day, but… Mr. Arai's penis was still limp.
"Mr. Arai, is it because Mami isn't good enough that I've upset you?"
Mami's sweet voice was full of grievance.
"It's not that Mami isn't good enough, Uncle is getting old, I need to drink some girl's nectar to get it up. Come on, show
Uncle your cute little flower…"
Despite feeling extremely ashamed, Mami did as he said, and Arai buried his head in her cherry-colored petals
.
"Ah!"
Mami groaned as Arai's tongue teased her swollen, juicy petals.
"The honey water is so delicious. Oh, it's sour, like unopened red wine!"
"Mr. Arai, you've gotten bigger too, it'll be over soon."
"Mami, do you like it?"
Mami didn't know how to answer. But thinking she had to act excited so he would finish quickly, she
deliberately cried out.
"Mr. Arai, so good. Mmm...so wonderful and joyful!"
Although it was just an act, Mami was still incredibly shy about her own coquettish moans.
"Come on, my pure little girl, Uncle is going to go in!"
"No!"
Mami quickened her thrusting, trying to stop Arai from invading her.
"Uncle's lollipop smells so good, so delicious, I want more!"
Mami said the most obscene thing she could think of. She didn't know that a mature man is the general who dominates the battlefield
.
"You little slut, don't try to cheat."
Arai's roar seemed to come from underground. He suddenly picked up the trembling Mami and threw her onto the tatami mat
.
"Ah..." The
man who had been all smiles just moments before, Arai, seemed like a completely different person.
"Do you want me to finish before you go in?"
Arai's obese body pressed down on Mami, making it hard for her to breathe.
"I've seen this kind of trick too many times. There was a girl who cried and played the flute for me for two hours, and in the end, she went home
bleeding. Mami, don't even think about deceiving your uncle! Hehe..."
"Ah ah..."
Arai pressed her down tightly, binding her hands and feet with the sash of his bathrobe.
"You naughty girl, even the old man at home will be ashamed of you. Now your uncle is going to punish you."
He ripped Mami's legs apart.
"Let me go, no, please forgive me..."
The rift between her legs looked like a ripped wound.
"So beautiful. Come on, say it loudly, say that your uncle's lollipop smells so good and tastes so good."
"Waaah..."
Startled,
Mami sobbed. "I hate being lied to the most. But I will punish those who try to lie to me properly."
Arai's penis was as thick as an iron rod. He rubbed back and forth in Zhenmei's secret place, like
a precious sword being refined in a fierce fire.
"Please... spare me..."
Zhenmei's voice squeezed out from between trembling teeth.
"Come on, louder, I love to hear a young girl's song when she bleeds. Mmm, oh, what a beautiful melody
."
He plunged the great sword, filled with lewd energy, into Zhenmei's body.
"Ahhh..."
Zhenmei's sharp scream shattered the surrounding silence, a cry filled with pain and despair.

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