The Japanese Empress's Rape

The United States is not scary, because it's a paper tiger, separated by the distant Pacific Ocean. Russia is not scary, because its home

is on fire right now, and it's a long way from recovering. What's scary is Japan; from the Japanese slaves to the Japanese devils , they 've never changed their dog-eating nature ! ****************

... Although her slightly protruding belly marred her proportions, her intertwined legs still aroused boundless lust. I was about to violate the Japanese Empress's body; it wasn't too late to stop. After a moment's hesitation, I made my final decision. What wouldn't a person who isn't afraid of death do ? The thought of the Nanjing Massacre ignited my fire; I wanted to use my special weapon to vent my . I used the soft cloth strips I had prepared beforehand to pull apart Masako's wrists and ankles, tying them to the head and foot of the bed respectively. At this moment , the Japanese Empress was fixed in a "spread-eagle" position, a lamb to the slaughter! I removed all my clothes and climbed onto Masako's body. My hand roamed over Masako's lower abdomen, her skin so white and tender. My hand moved skillfully, and Masako watched with terrified eyes as my wet tongue slid across her inner thigh and then traveled upwards. Masako's struggles grew stronger, and she made muffled sounds in her throat. To prevent her from screaming—after all, she was the First Lady of Japan, and I couldn't refuse her, I gagged her with my underwear . My fingers moved to her swollen vulva, gently rubbing her slit through her underwear. "...Uh..." The usually dignified Japanese Empress seemed to be electrocuted, twisting her hips to one side and looking at me with a pained expression. I sneered, "Let me see what the difference is between a Japanese Empress and a prostitute!" The Japanese Empress twisted her head violently, seemingly trying to remove the gag from her mouth. But it was a futile effort. "Ah! Your breasts are so beautiful..." I praised them ecstatically. Such full breasts—Japanese women really have great figures for making pornographic films. My hands never left the two mounds of flesh. I opened my mouth wide, greedily taking one nipple into my mouth, while my other hand gently kneaded the other nipple, my tongue licking and sucking it. Masako's struggles were still strong, but they seemed chaotic. Sometimes she struggled, sometimes she thrust her chest out, but she didn't try to break free. I concentrated and used all my strength to conquer those two nipples. As I sucked, my tongue circled left and right, the areolas spread out, and the dark brown nipples gradually hardened, standing proudly on the two hills. Under my assault , the protests in Masako's throat grew weaker and weaker, while her breathing became much heavier. I was overjoyed. Now that she had a reaction, penetration wouldn't be too difficult. I moved my body slightly away, still with a nipple in my mouth, while one hand slid down her lower abdomen and touched Masako's forbidden area again. Masako's legs were spread apart and fixed, her vagina unable to close, allowing my fingers to rub up and down through her panties. In no time, her vaginal fluids soaked through her. Her panties slid inwards along the opening of her vagina, and my fingers rubbed and kneaded this crevice repeatedly. Empress Masako of Japan had completely given up resisting, or perhaps it wasn't so much giving up, but rather throwing herself wholeheartedly into the battle against her desires . I parted her labia with the tip of my nose, and thrust my tongue deep into her vagina. At that moment, Masako's body trembled violently, and her breathing suddenly became heavy. After my tongue entered her honey pot, I immediately began licking along the tender vaginal walls. "...Mmm..." Masako finally let out the moan I had been waiting for. Her labia were everted, her opening wide open, and I easily found the small clitoris. Her clitoris was already engorged and erect, and I couldn't help but salute it. "My dear Empress, you have so much fluid..." My tongue was straight, mimicking the motions of a penis, thrusting in and out of Masako's vagina with varying pressure. Her vaginal fluids flowed down her wet perineum to her anus, making the swirling anus glisten with the fluids. The desires of this Japanese empress, known for her dignified demeanor, were finally aroused by my persistent teasing. I explored her sensitive areas everywhere, and even after stimulating her breasts, I wouldn't have gotten her into the mood so quickly. Her vaginal fluids gushed out in waves, each more intense than the last. First cloudy, then clear; first viscous, then thin. It was time to enter. Soon, I would completely conquer the Japanese empress with my penis, making her my sex slave. (II) Empress Masako knew the intentions of the Chinese man on top of her. She used her last bit of strength to tightly close her legs. But my hands, like sharp knives, pierced between her snow-white thighs, rubbing them from bottom to top. At this moment, a string of crystal tears slid down Masako's cheeks. She knew her fate of being raped was unchangeable. As someone born into a prestigious Japanese family, she could not accept this fact. Her heart was in agony , bleeding, screaming, "O Sun Goddess who shines upon Japan, save your descendants on earth! For your sake, are all the warriors of the Great Japanese Empire asleep right now?!!!!!" Masako's small mouth was pressed against my semen-scented underwear, tears streaming down her face. I saw her thoughts, but remained unmoved Instead, her pitiful appearance aroused my pleasure even more. My hatred for the Japanese fueled my erection! "Japanese bitch, I'm coming!" I said in a low voice. My hot "snake" began to writhe . I lifted Masako's buttocks, closed my eyes, and thrust with all my might, penetrating her vagina and entering her vaginal opening! At this moment, I was like a Chinese cavalryman, trembling incessantly on the body of the Japanese Empress Masako, my eyes flashing.

With drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, she kept singing my adapted version of the "Big Sword March": "My cock is stabbing into the Japanese bitch's
cunt , oh... I'll make you scream every night, I'll make your emperor watch as an audience... oh...
your uterus is so beautiful... so comfortable... I'll smash your mesmerizing uterus... so you can never have
children ... I love you... your pubic hair is so soft, your vagina is so plump..."

I was almost insane, violently assaulting Masako's body, cruelly committing evil deeds, pulling in and out,
and biting and teasing Masako's breasts with my teeth.

Another violent thrust, her vagina already saturated with vaginal fluid and semen, my thick penis
throbbed relentlessly, pumping inside her tender lower body, while I deliberately uttered lewd words: "Your Emperor husband
isn't as thick as me, is he? You Japanese men are naturally short and stocky, how can you satisfy the needs of you Japanese sluts? We Chinese
are just better than you Japanese!"

Upon hearing this insult directed at the Japanese, Masako, who had been unconsciously writhing, seemed to regain her
senses, struggling a few times, but this struggle only brought me immense pleasure.

I continued to thrust and pound into Masako's lower body, her vaginal fluid gushing out like water from my large
penis , flowing onto the bed. Her plump labia, already stained with bright red blood,
turned outwards with each thrust. A large patch of sticky, red and white
fluid had appeared beneath her full, round buttocks.

The continuous rape had exhausted the Japanese empress. She could only stare blankly with bewildered eyes,
unable to utter a sound. Her face was deathly pale, her cherry lips bluish-purple, and between her delicate legs, her vulva was slick with a
mixture of vaginal fluid and blood, mixed with my semen. This fluid flowed from the bed to the floor…

(III)

********** ... ********** ... However, due to the heavy workload of political affairs after his ascension to the throne, the Emperor was too busy with state affairs to attend to his personal life . Thinking of this, Empress Masako felt a surge of heat throughout her body, as if a spring-like flow was erupting from her lower body, causing her to blush. The Emperor noticed the Empress's flushed face and asked with concern if she was tired. Masako quickly replied that she was unwell and needed to return to the palace to rest. The Emperor, concerned, ordered the guards to escort the Empress back to the palace, while he went to receive guests from the so-called " Taiwanese Kingdom." Masako, with her legs tightly pressed together, walked out of the shrine with the dignified bearing of an Empress. Upon returning to the palace, she dismissed the maids and went to be alone with them. Unexpectedly, at that moment, a figure appeared before her and, before she could even scream, knocked her unconscious! Yes, that person was none other than myself, possessing extraordinary skills, who had broken into the Japanese Imperial Palace, abducted Empress Masako, and raped her! While Masako was still immersed in the previous wave of pleasure, I quickly recovered from the brief fatigue after ejaculation and began a new round of assault. Due to the unprecedented rape, Masako was quickly aroused to another climax. Beneath massive penis, exhausted, she lost count of how many times she had climaxed, unaware that the Japanese Imperial Palace was in chaos. The Empress's sudden disappearance had caused a huge uproar, and the Emperor had ordered Prime Minister Koizumi to declare martial law under the pretext of anti-terrorism exercises. Little did she know that I was secretly having sex with their ! Of course, I had killed the abbot, and with my ability to disguise myself, I became his person. How could the Japanese dare search such a sacred place? So, in this protected area, I began my sex slave training of Empress Masako. Every night, I continued my brutal and abusive sexual intercourse with Masako. And Masako seemed to gradually become accustomed to my rough methods. I was secretly astonished . I was delighted to see my training quickly yielding results, and I was filled with confidence for the next, even more cruel, stage of training . I will utterly destroy this proud woman's facade, plunging her into a hell . She will become a model of Japanese prostitution! That night, I decided to begin a new phase of training. Of course, I wouldn't give Masako any chance to escape. For the past few days, Masako had been lying naked, her arms and legs spread wide, waiting. As soon as I entered, a complex expression flashed in Masako's eyes—desire, pain, and resentment. I showed no mercy, slapping her breasts and occasionally teasing her involuntarily wet vagina. "Empress, starting today we're going to increase the intensity! Are you okay with that?" A sinister , and Masako immediately understood my meaning. She struggled desperately, her mouth muffled by a gag. I smiled, got up, found a small bag, and opened it in front of Masako. The bag was filled with a jumble of things: clips, collars, whips, candles, and more—all things she, with her refined upbringing, had never seen before. Although she didn't know exactly what they were, Masako knew they were definitely props I had ill intentions with.

"Empress Masako, all these things will be used on you! Haha, just thinking about it excites me. A
Japanese national mother is being fucked by an ordinary Chinese man like me over and over again. Your Emperor husband
must not be able to sleep these days, hehe!"

As I spoke, I took out a leather whip from my bag, staring with great interest at Empress Masako's long, fair thighs.
Then I flicked the whip, and it cracked in the air with a "snap." The sharp sound of the whip made Empress Masako
look at me with a sorrowful yet alluring gaze. My hand involuntarily loosened, but when I thought of the sins suffered by millions of Chinese
women , the whip seemed to receive a command and lashed hard against the base of Empress Masako's snow-white thighs.

A sharp crack echoed, and an unprecedented pain shot through her thighs. Empress Masako's body convulsed,
her beautiful eyes filled with agony, tears streaming down her face. I could read the message in her eyes: "No!
How treat me like this?"

"This is on behalf of the suffering Chinese people, given to you Japanese slaves!"

I relentlessly lashed her breasts, abdomen, buttocks, and thighs with the whip. Though the force
wasn't great, the whip left clear welts on her delicate skin.

Empress Masako wept, desperately trying to evade the cruel whip in my hand, but with her limbs bound,
how could she possibly escape? The whip lashed mercilessly across her body!

Looking at the weeping Empress Masako, I felt a surge of conquest over this Japanese empress. As I whipped her,
I sneered, "It's obvious you're a born harlot empress; only Chinese men can satisfy your
desires !"

Masako's hair was disheveled, falling loosely over her shoulders, her face flushed a strange red. Whether from
physical pain or emotional excitement, I could clearly see
glistening droplets of moisture clinging to Masako's snow-white thighs, trickling down her legs. Was it the innate submissiveness of Japanese women that my whip had aroused
?

Seeing this lewd scene, I could no longer restrain myself. I pressed the handle of the whip against Masako's tightly closed anus
and gently pushed it in. Her anus was tightly shut, and the whip handle barely penetrated her body, but
was quickly blocked by the strong resistance of her closed anus. Unable to advance any further, I temporarily withdrew the whip handle,
smeared some of her vaginal fluid on my fingers around her anus as lubrication, and
inserted the tip of my finger inside, lubricating the inner walls of her anus.

When my finger entered Masako's anus, her body trembled slightly, and her anus
contracted noticeably, tightly gripping my finger. I rotated my finger a couple of times inside her anus, allowing the vaginal fluid on my finger
to moisten the inner walls of her anus.

Under the intense stimulation of the strange sensation brought on by the foreign object entering her anus, Empress Masako's body
stiffened abruptly, her head tilted back, and a low, hoarse sob escaped her lips.

"I will never submit to the Chinese who have humiliated me!" Masako reminded herself once more. Although she had already
lost her virginity to the Chinese, she must show the integrity of the Yamato people, the chastity of a Japanese empress!

I saw her stubbornness in her eyes. My anger flared, and I thrust the handle of the whip into her vagina,
beginning to pump back and forth, while my fingers rubbed against her anus. I didn't believe she could endure this double stimulation. She
endured unbearable humiliating pleasure emanating from her vagina and anus.

Masako endured it again and again. But the excruciating itching from her lower body stimulated
her uterus in waves. Finally, she could no longer bear the stimulation; her face suddenly flushed, and
a large amount of fluid could be clearly seen flowing from her lower body. Clearly, she had reached orgasm again. This was the nth
time tonight.

Looking at Empress Masako's voluptuous body, I could no longer suppress my burgeoning desire. With a
low growl , I pressed my entire body against her, my penis pressing precisely against her soft vulva. A wave of intoxicating pleasure
surged from my genitals to my brain, and my penis quickly became rock hard. I
could no longer resist inwardly seductive Japanese empress once more!

My penis swiftly entered Masako's body.

Enjoying the warm, soft flesh of the Japanese empress, for me, at this moment, the whole world consisted only of
Masako and me. Everything was so beautiful. Masako's head swayed from side to side;
mentally she felt humiliated. But the waves of physical pleasure betrayed her will to resist.
The Chinese man riding on her continued to rape her. "Emperor, I'm sorry!" Masako cried out in her heart in anguish
.

I pressed Masako down tightly, reveling in her irresistible lust. My hands kneaded
her full breasts, thrusting my massive penis in and out forcefully, all the while hurling insults at the Japanese:
"Feels good, doesn't it! You Japanese bitch! You Japanese slut! Look how wet you are, even ten or eight men
couldn't take you! Your womb is sucking my cock!"

With the clenching of Masako's vaginal muscles, I held back, finally
ejaculating deep inside her.

"Can you feel it? Our Chinese sperm are making their home in your noble womb!" I
murmured in Masako's ear, my penis swelling and engorging again.

Before Masako could recover, I began a new round of "slaughter"!

What followed was endless humiliation. To make Masako completely forget her queenly status, I used
every method of humiliation I could think of.

I lifted Masako's thighs high above her head and tied them up. This position left Masako's vulva completely
exposed . Then, I inserted a lit candle into Masako's vagina. The melting candle wax dripped onto Masako's labia and
anus, burning her so much that she wanted to scream, but her mouth was gagged by her underwear, so she couldn't make a sound. She could only
shake her head in pain, tears streaming down her face. And I sat beside her, smiling, smugly enjoying Masako's...
The Empress's desperate, helpless state only added to my satisfaction.

"Yako, come here, suck my big cock!" I stood up, ripped open the panties from Yako's mouth, and
my massive cock slapped against her face. I grinned lewdly, "The Emperor has never let your little mouth
taste a big cock, has he? Today, I'll let you experience a Chinese man's big cock in your mouth!"

I held my penis and shoved it into Yako's mouth. Yako shook her head frantically, trying to stop me. In the struggle
, Yako suddenly remembered something, stopped resisting, and opened her mouth. My cock, like a dragon, slid
in. My cock reached a warm, moist place; I could feel the Empress's smooth, fragrant
tongue swirling around my cock. The taste was indescribable!

Just as I closed my eyes, fully enjoying the oral sex Empress Masako of Japan giving me, I didn't notice the shameful and resolute look
in her beautiful eyes. She slammed her mouth shut, her teeth biting into my penis. With a soft "Oh,"
I felt the immense pressure from her mouth. "Empress Masako, you're a born sex slave
! You're so good at oral sex!" Masako never dreamed that her masterful skill of "one-handedly conquering the world" would be used on this large
penis. How could she let this Japanese woman succeed so easily? On the contrary, it brought me unparalleled pleasure!

Masako tried to bite off my penis, but to no avail. She could only let my large penis
vent . This feeling of shame and humiliation was
an unavoidable reality for a woman who had already embarked on the path to a hell of depravity.

Someone once said that rape is a powerful aphrodisiac.

In this situation, once night fell, Masako would recover from the pain and exhaustion of the previous night.
The astonishing endurance Japanese women displayed during this rape surprised even me.

We spent several more months in this decadent atmosphere. The Japanese government publicly claimed that Empress
Masako was ill and unable to participate in state or social activities, but secretly increased manpower to search for her.
This resulted in the Japanese underworld and terrorist organizations facing
continuous .

Because no contraception was used, Masako began vomiting. I considered
giving her , but after months of living together, I developed inexplicable feelings for her. Knowing that
abortion is incredibly damaging to a woman, I pondered for a long time before finally making the decision to send Masako back to
the Imperial Palace so she could receive better care.

So, on a dark night, I escorted Empress Masako back to the Imperial Palace. I gently whispered in
her , "Don't blame me. Consider it repayment
for the blood debt your ancestors and your country owed! Consider it a dream!"

In Masako's eyes, I saw the joy of liberation, a sense of guilt, a feeling of resentment, and
an indescribable emotion. I knew that, for whatever reason, she would never forget me in this life. I
sighed and, with a sense of melancholy, embarked on my journey home. I would never set foot on this filthy land again!

In 2002, the Japanese Imperial Family announced that Empress Masako had given birth to a princess for Emperor Heisha
. Soon after, the Asahi Shimbun published a sensational news report: according to DNA testing by Japanese scientists, the
princess's blood sample did not match Emperor Heisha's. A tabloid published a story with the headline, "Who
Cuckolded —The Mystery of a Thousand Sufferings?"

I learned of this news online from mainland China, and I couldn't help but blame myself. If I had known this would happen, I would have brought Empress
Masako back to China. As a Chinese man with traditional values, I decided to return to Japan and bring her and her
daughter back to China! The

story of the Japanese Empress's rape and the filth of the Imperial Palace .

Gazing at the bright moon, I felt a surge of emotion. The same world, yet two completely different
peoples : the hardworking, brave, and kind Chinese people, and the selfish, cruel, and shameless Yamato people. Light and darkness,
beauty and ugliness—such a stark contrast! Looking at the hellish palace before me—the Japanese Imperial Palace—I spat fiercely
, temporarily suppressing my anger, and began preparations to enter.

The heavily guarded Imperial Palace was heavily patrolled. Because of Empress Masako's previous abduction and inhuman torture and
humiliation, and the subsequent seppuku at the hands of Colonel Genda, the chief of police, the guards were all on high alert, not letting any
suspicious activity slip by. Every corner of the palace was equipped with the world's most advanced surveillance equipment; even the mating of ants
could be clearly seen. However, these precautions seemed like child's play to me. Possessing the special ability of invisibility, I used my family's
Phantom Thousand Transformations Lightness Skill to once again sneak into the palace, as if it were empty.

Several graceful Japanese women carrying fruit were walking towards a room. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly followed to see
what was going on . When the Japanese women reached the door, they knelt respectfully on the ground, as if asking for instructions. My figure
floated into the room like a wisp of smoke, and I heard a shout: "Get out of the way! I don't want to eat!"

I immediately knew who it was, and I couldn't help but feel excited. Finally, I saw
the true face of Emperor Taira no Taisho, the representative of Japanese theocracy, for the first time. I looked closely and saw that Emperor Taira no Taisho was short, with a delicate face that was fair and clean
. He gave me the impression of an immature woman, and at this moment, he showed an angry
expression .

According to my research, Emperor Taisho was an oceanographer, particularly fond of turtle studies, and quite
accomplished in his field. His famous work, "Learning from Turtles," has become a classic text widely circulated among the Japanese.

"Prime Minister Koizumi has arrived!"

The Emperor's expression brightened; it seemed he relied heavily on Koizumi. He immediately ordered a lady-in-waiting to summon Koizumi.
I sat on the beam above the Emperor's head, admiring the swaying hips of the lady-in-waiting, and couldn't help but swallow hard
. Damn, the Japanese Emperor really knows how to enjoy himself; so many beautiful ladies-in-waiting! This time, I'm going to ravage the entire
palace I couldn't help but recall the ecstasy of raping Empress Masako, imagining her moaning and groaning beneath me
. I felt an extremely strong physical reaction, and my erection became incredibly strong!

Just as my lewd thoughts were running wild, Koizumi Kame, the minister who had ignored strong protests from China and South Korea for visiting the Yasukuni Shrine,
entered . He awaited the Emperor's instructions. Emperor Taira remained silent for a long while before finally speaking: "How did that matter go?"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, I have secretly ordered the Yamaguchi-gumi to carry out a bloodbath against that tabloid. There will be no survivors!"

Hearing Koizumi's words, I suddenly realized that the Japanese tabloid's special report (Who Made Our Emperor Wear
a Green Hat—The Mystery of the Ages) had touched a nerve with the Emperor, causing him to lose face.
The fact that the Japanese Empress had been raped by an unidentified person was truly an embarrassment for the Japanese Imperial Family!

I chuckled inwardly. The Emperor's anger just now must have been about this. I really wanted to jump down and
tell the Emperor and Koizumi in front of them that an ordinary Chinese man had raped their Empress, giving them a huge green hat!
But I restrained my unwise impulse.

"Any leads on that person?" Emperor Taira asked calmly, but from his elevated position, I
could tell from the clenched hands behind his back that he was struggling to suppress his emotions.

"Not yet. Empress Masako only wept when she spoke of it. Perhaps that thug inflicted terrible
torture on her, making her afraid to recall it. There are no further leads," Koizumi stammered.

Hearing this, I retorted inwardly: Damn it, didn't you see
how your Empress was being treated like a slut by the Chinese? She was having a blast!

I could almost see Masako's firm, white breasts deformed under my large hands, her long, beautiful legs convulsing under my
ravages , and her desperate attempts to suppress her moans and groans while simultaneously unable to contain her lust. Everything
about her was so memorable, otherwise I wouldn't have come back!

"You're all useless! You actually let someone infiltrate the palace, kidnap the Empress, and…!" the Emperor
roared hoarsely.

Koizumi, terrified, repeatedly begged for forgiveness: "Koizumi deserves to die... Koizumi is willing to commit seppuku to atone for his sins, please Your Majesty's judgment!"

Emperor Taira looked at Koizumi, calming down. Although Empress Masako had been raped, became pregnant, and given birth, Koizumi
was undeniably responsible , but he also had his own unspeakable grievances. Koizumi had always been loyal to the Emperor. Since becoming Prime Minister,
he had made significant contributions by pushing through the "Overseas Contingency Law" in both houses of parliament, which increased the Japanese Empire's military spending,
allowing it to interfere in the affairs of other countries under any pretext and thus finding a path to the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere!

"We'll talk about seppuku later, just remember this! How's Formosa (our Taiwan, the American, the Japanese
call it Formosa, their intentions are clear)?" I was fantasizing about how to find Empress Masako
and give her a good consolation when I heard the Emperor and Koizumi talking about our precious island of Taiwan, and my heart tightened.

"Everything has been settled. The Formosa people have requested our military assistance to help them gain independence. I told them that as long as
they are determined to secede from China, the Great Japanese Empire will unconditionally support them. Then we can... hehe,
Formosa will forever be a colony of our Great Japanese Empire!"

I glared at Koizumi through gritted teeth, wishing I could kill the Emperor and his entourage immediately. But then I thought, killing them
would be futile. The vast majority of Japanese people have already been demonized. The only way to eradicate this is
to occupy Japan, to bloodily cleanse Japan, and to eliminate Japan! I made up my mind to find a way to tell my people not to
have any illusions about the Japanese invaders; that would only mean sleeping with ghosts!

"Prime Minister Koizumi is truly a pillar of our Great Japanese Empire. I will reward you!" Emperor Heimasa
suddenly said softly to Koizumi.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I am deeply grateful for Your Majesty's kindness!" Koizumi looked overjoyed.

I was puzzled by Koizumi's delighted expression, as if he were about to receive something he had longed for. Emperor Heisha
turned around and slowly removed his kimono. I stared dumbfounded at this strange action. How could Emperor
Heisha be wearing women's underwear? And something was even more wrong—he was wearing a bra!

I couldn't believe it, could I? I rubbed my eyes hard. It was indeed that. The dignified Emperor of Japan wearing a bra?
No one would believe it! In the blink of an eye, a completely naked Japanese Emperor appeared before Koizumi and me
(of course, I was invisible, haha). My gaze immediately focused on the Emperor's lower body. Was he still a man?

The Japanese Emperor's penis was the size of an eight-year-old child's in China, practically an act of castration. The bean-sized
thing hung limply. However, Emperor Taira's body was as white as a beautiful woman's, almost unbelievable,
especially his high, rounded buttocks, full, smooth, and incredibly elastic. Emperor Taira approached Koizumi with a seductive smile, saying in
a coquettish voice, "Now I'm yours!"

Koizumi completely lost his composure as Prime Minister, lewdly touching and rubbing the Emperor's buttocks.
The Emperor let out a sensual moan, helping Koizumi undress. The two men kissed in front of me,
the Emperor prone on the ground, his buttocks raised high. He turned to Koizumi and groaned, "Come on, my
hero !"

Koizumi grabbed the Emperor's buttocks with both hands and thrust hard. "Oh! Yoshi!" The Emperor and Koizumi cried out
in unison . Koizumi praised, "Your Majesty's sacred buttocks are unbelievable! Oh, so tight, like
a virgin, no, even better than a virgin!"

The Emperor responded to Koizumi's thrusts, panting, "The Foreign Minister and the Director-General of the Defense Agency said the same thing
, so enjoy it!"

In an instant, the whole room was filled with the frenzy of lovemaking. Koizumi frantically explored the Emperor's anus
, and the Japanese Emperor screamed like a woman, rubbing his buttocks wildly.

"
Ah

...

"Okay... Oh... I see... You choose a few representatives... Oh... Harder..."

Watching this unbelievable, perverted, and realistic scene, my stomach churned. I never imagined that the Japanese Emperor was
an emperor who sold his ass as a reward for his ministers! At that moment, I regretted not bringing a camera
to film this unparalleled scandal and expose it to the world, letting people see
what kind of person this arrogant Japanese Emperor, who claimed to be a descendant of gods, really was. (Even if he was a descendant of gods, this so-called Amaterasu Omikami must be a goddess who sold
her ass !)

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Empress Masako . It was heartbreaking to be stuck with an emperor who couldn't satisfy me. No wonder when I raped
her, I sensed she wasn't as dignified and strong as she appeared. She was a woman too, a
woman with sexual imbalances! Just then, I faintly heard soft panting from inside—a woman's voice. A surge of heat rose within me; it must be Empress Masako eavesdropping, masturbating to quell her lust. "Empress Masako," your Chinese husband is here!!! The Japanese Empress's Rape: The Fate of the Empress and Empress Dowager "Ah...ah...no...don't...don't!" Empress Masako awoke with a start, panting heavily, covered in cold sweat. "Empress...Empress...what's wrong!" "Colonel Saburo, the police chief who rushed over upon hearing the commotion, was sweating nervously . His predecessor, Colonel Genda , had committed seppuku for failing to protect the Empress, and he hoped he wouldn't suffer the same fate. Empress Masako, touching her breasts, composed herself . A dozen burly men, like wolves, surrounded her, making her feel like a lamb caught in a pack of wolves, further fueling her unease. "Get out! ...All of you, get out!" Seeing her naked body, Masako was filled with shame, desperately trying to pull the covers up to cover her exposed skin, unaware that the guards were all sharp-eyed elites who had already thoroughly examined her. "Hah, hah!" Colonel Pighead waved respectfully, and a dozen men silently withdrew from the room, disappearing the darkness. Colonel Pighead was the last to leave the Empress's bedroom. He gently closed the door, his heart pounding. The image of Empress Masako's snow-white, delicate body, her deep cleavage, and her full thighs floated into his mind. As an elite member of the Imperial Japanese Army's Self-Defense Forces, he had been instilled with the idea of absolute loyalty to the Emperor. Thinking of this, Colonel Pighead shook his head, trying to shake off the alluring scene he had just witnessed, but he couldn't escape the Empress's captivating beauty. Like all Japanese, Colonel Pighead was a fan of erotic films and comic books. Colonel Pighead... He involuntarily associated the Empress with those heroines, and he had heard rumors that the Empress had been raped by an unknown man. As Imperial officer, he swore to avenge the Emperor, yet now, he felt a pang of envy for that man. Colonel Pighead fantasized about the noble Empress being dominated and abused by that man. He stared intently at the thin door; if he kicked it open, the frail Empress would be his meal. Thinking of this hardened. But the thought of the consequences sent a chill down his spine. He quickly pressed his hand to his crotch, glanced around, and hurried to his office. He needed to borrow… He used the movies and comic books stored on his computer to solve the problem, but tonight, Colonel Pighead's fantasy of having sex with their esteemed Empress Masako was... Empress Masako sat absentmindedly on the bed, recalling her dream. It was that Chinese face again, his lips and tongue lingering on her pink face, his demonic hands roaming over her jade-like body, his enormous member probing between her legs... In the dream, she was so passionately yielding, shamelessly moaning. This was not something a Japanese national mother should do! Had it never happened? Empress Masako trembled as she reached her jade hand towards her lower body, then withdrew it in surprise , her slender fingers covered in... A wet, slippery discharge appeared. Masako couldn't help but sob. She had been raped, raped by a Chinese man. For , she would never forget what happened on September 18th. That strong Chinese man had kidnapped her and raped her in a secret room for months, only releasing her when she was pregnant. Those months of experience had left a deep imprint on her memory . She wished it were all a dream, that nothing had happened when she woke up. However, tonight's dream proved that was just self-deception. Just thinking of that Chinese face seemed to fill Empress Masako's body with endless, uncontrollable lust. "Could it be... just like that Chinese man said... that we Japanese all have a latent servility and lust ... No... no... I'm not that kind of woman... I'm the Empress of Japan... I..." Masako murmured to herself. All of this was observed by me, who had stealthily entered the room. I had just easily sent the elite members of the masturbation squad sent by the Emperor to protect Empress Masako to reunite with their Tengu God. Only that pig-headed colonel escaped, having been fantasizing about their Empress while frantically masturbating in his room. A calamity. Seeing Empress Masako's slightly thinner, pretty face, and her reaching down to explore her lower body, I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire . It seemed that the months of training Empress Masako in sex slavery hadn't been in vain! Seeing the wanton nature beneath her dignified mask, my lust burned fiercely. The surrounding vigilance had been cleared from my mind, and I decided to reveal myself and give Empress . Suddenly, a man with a wicked smile appeared before Empress Masako. She was shocked, her phoenix eyes meeting the familiar face of that Chinese man. "It's...it's...it's you...no...no...you're a demon!" Masako retreated in terror. I walked forward with a lewd grin, as if I were in my own home, slowly and deliberately undressing and removing my pants, then, holding my thick, hard penis, I paid homage to Empress Masako. "Yes...it's me...but...I'm not a demon...I'm just a Chinese man who came to collect a debt!"

"You...don't...come any closer...come any closer...I'll...call for help...!" Empress Masako's face
paled .

"Go ahead and scream...scream louder...the happier I am, the more I enjoy it!"

"Come...help me!...Come!" Masako screamed desperately, but I remained calm. The Empress
's room was generally soundproof, and besides, I had already cleared the surroundings. Even if she screamed her lungs out, no one
would know that a Chinese man was raping the Japanese Empress again.

Hearing no reaction, Empress Masako stared in terror at the terrifying Chinese man before her, instinctively covering
her genitals with her hands. I smiled easily: "You can't forget the pleasure I gave you, can you...hehe..."

Masako turned and tried to escape to the other side of the bed, but I pounced on her like a tiger descending a mountain, pinning
Empress beneath me.

"No...no...please...please!"

Hearing Empress Masako's pleas, my lust and bestial desires surged even stronger. Empress Masako's thin nightgown
was a piece of cake for me. With a "rip," her upper body was exposed, and her full, firm breasts
bounced out. Then I continued to pull it down, "plop," until her body, which I had ravaged a thousand times,
was once again naked before my eyes.

"Look, I can't wait any longer. Hurry up and comfort your old friend!" I rubbed
Empress , and with my right hand, I forcefully pulled her elegant fingers to gently stroke my burning penis. "Remember this, it's
called the Chinese stick!"

The Japanese Empress's noble jade hand made my penis even thicker.

I had to penetrate her! Any rational Chinese man
would find it hard to suppress . Right?!

Driven by lust, I spread Masako's long, slender legs, lifting them onto my shoulders,
widening aimed my penis at her, then thrust my hips forward.

"Ah!" came the Empress Masako's cry of pain.

"Oh!" came my cry of pleasure.

Months had passed, yet Empress Masako's vagina remained as tight as ever. I began to thrust my hips,
pumping my powerful, thick penis into the lower body of the most esteemed Empress Masako of the Japanese devils, engaging her in the most primal human
instinct —sexual intercourse.

Masako struggled desperately, trying to escape my violation, but I held her firmly; her struggles only
added to my unexpected pleasure!

I held Masako's full buttocks with satisfaction, penetrating deeply, fiercely plunging into her alluring depths. Masako whimpered
, her long legs swinging back and forth with my thrusts, my glans sliding through her vagina,
striking her cervix.

“Oh…oh…oh…”

“Ah…ah…ah…”

“You are my slave, I am your master…do you know…oh…Empress Masako…is
a slut…oh…do you know!…”

“Your Emperor’s thing is so small…and it’s glass…now…he’s selling his ass for your
Koizumi to fuck!…You Japanese…are really lewd and despicable!”

Seeing the humiliated expressions on Empress Masako’s face, which were then involuntarily overwhelmed by the pleasure
brought by , I deliberately fucked her while cursing her with lewd voices.

“Look at your lower body, so much secretion, from being fucked by me, and you’re still pretending, you fucking Japanese
bitch!”

Masako endured the Chinese men’s rape on her body. She wanted to resist, but a woman held down by a man’s penis has
no power. Every struggle brought the Chinese men’s more ferocious invasion of her. Masako felt that
a passion that had been dormant in her body for many years was about to be ignited by the Chinese men’s frenzied rape, and her reason was about to sink into
the endless sea of lust.

She clenched her teeth, refusing to utter a sound of submission. Yet, each
thrust from the Chinese man felt like a divine pestle striking her delicate core, so pleasurable, so exhilarating.
The impact, touching her very soul, forced Empress Masako to involuntarily gasp sensually, her long hair swaying like waves.

"Damn it, she's a born slut!" I thought.

If I could do a live broadcast in front of the Japanese Emperor and his people,
the ratings on Japanese television and in newspapers would skyrocket, reaching unprecedented heights. That would be even more exhilarating, though it
was an unrealistic thought, it only fueled my thrusting harder… harder and harder, showing no
mercy.

"No…no…no…ah…oh…oh…"

"Oh my god…no…oh…oh…oh…"

Empress Masako writhed beneath me, tears streaming down her face. I looked down and saw that at the point where Masako and I were joined,
Empress Masako's pink labia were stretched wide open by a huge object. Sweat, semen, and vaginal fluid tangled our pubic hair
, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other. I watched with great interest as my huge object entered and exited Empress Masako's
lower body, and a thought flashed through my mind.

"Don't you Japanese like the Three Alls? Today I will represent the Chinese and penetrate your Empress's three holes!"

Without saying a word, I pulled out my hot, thick penis and held it to Empress Masako's small mouth.
Mixed fluids dripped onto Masako's face. Masako tightly closed her cherry lips, crying and trying to escape this ordeal. I grabbed her
long hair and pulled it back.

"It hurts... ugh... ugh..."

While Empress Masako cried out in pain, my huge penis had already filled her small mouth. Empress Masako's
soft, slippery tongue tried to push my huge penis out, but this reaction turned into her trying to give me a good
blowjob.

"Good...oh...so good...I dare say...not letting you play the flute is a great loss for a man!"

Hearing the words of the Chinese man who was forcing her to play the flute for him, Masako closed her eyes in shame as a
form of protest. Seeing this, I pulled out my large penis, cupped Empress Masako's firm, full breasts in my hands, and squeezed them together, forming...
It became an artificial vagina. I vigorously rubbed my large penis with Empress Masako's breasts, feeling the pleasure of breast sex brought to me by the Empress's
delicate and fair breasts.

"My dear slut, your impotent Emperor must not have deflowered your other hole, right? Today, let me
deflower you."

I forcibly lifted Empress Masako's plump buttocks, making her crawl on all fours.
Empress Masako, who was already dazed from my fucking, seemed to be sensitive to what the Chinese man was going to do next. She screamed, cried, and desperately
crawled .

"Too late!" I said coldly, holding Empress Masako's waist with both hands, thrusting backward.

"Ah...!" Empress Masako painfully endured the pain of her other virgin territory being
deflowered . A burning pain quickly came from her rectum. The brain's nerve center
told her to clench her anus and expel the foreign object. However, contrary to her wishes, Empress Masako's anus
contracted strongly, putting pressure on my large penis. It was like a baby's mouth sucking wildly, giving me unprecedented stimulation.

"Oh...oh...so tight...oh...clench tighter..."

I wildly thrust my huge penis in and out of Masako's anus, ignoring Empress Masako's cries of pain.

"I...want...to...make...you...Japanese...die, die!"

I said fiercely, word by word, "I'm going to take you back to China to be my sex slave, I'm going to make you
unable to leave us Chinese men!"

In my excitement, I ejaculated. I bent down, my hands caressing Masako's breasts, my huge penis now
shooting like a high-pressure water gun, Masako's sensitive anus being assaulted by waves of heat.

With a "pop," I pulled out my still-ejaculating penis, flipped Empress Masako's body over, held her
legs, and once again hit the bullseye, sliding into her vagina and pounding her uterus. Semen sprayed out like bullets
onto Empress Masako's noble uterus and vaginal walls. My powerful ejaculation caused Empress Masako to involuntarily
twist her jade-like buttocks wildly, her cervix opening and closing lasciviously, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop of my semen!

"I wonder which of my sperm will give birth to your little Japanese emperor next!" I whispered to Empress
Masako . Upon hearing this, Empress Masako stiffened. Her snow-white thighs were covered in semen.
Under the rape of this Chinese man, she had completely lost the dignity of a Japanese national mother, Masako thought sadly.

"Don't move!" A cold pistol was pressed against the back of my head. I slowly raised my hands, secretly cursing
myself for my carelessness—how could I have lost my vigilance in the midst of pleasure?

"Don't move, or I'll kill you!" It was a deep female voice.

"Empress Dowager, it's you!" Masako struggled to free herself from beneath me, standing up. Large drops of semen
were dripping down Empress Masako's long, white thighs. Ashamed, she hastily grabbed a garment and stuffed it
under her clothes.

"You're the one who has brought shame upon the Great Japanese Empire!"

"Yes, it's me, a Chinese!" I smiled casually.

"Then die!" she gritted her teeth. It was understandable; I had made her son a cuckold
, causing the Japanese Imperial Family to lose face. How could she not hate me?

"Too late!" I suddenly vanished from her sight. While she was still stunned, her pistol
fell to the ground. Before she could utter her first scream, I had struck her pressure points.

Empress Masako stared dumbfounded at the sudden turn of events. In the blink of an eye, victory belonged to the Chinese man before her.

"You're destined to be my sex slave!" I chuckled and whistled, then sized up the Japanese
Empress Dowager Dowager, around fifty years old, was somewhat plump, but her well-maintained features
still retained a certain charm, and her fair skin still had elasticity.

Empress Dowager Michiko looked at the young Chinese man before her in horror. She had originally intended to comfort
Empress ; to prevent the rapist from reappearing, the women of the imperial family carried pistols. She hadn't
expected to witness this, and even less had she expected the Chinese man before her to be so terrifying.

Looking at this mother of the Japanese Emperor, I reached for her collar and, without hesitation, ripped it down.
"Plop!" Most of Empress Dowager Michiko's chest was exposed to my hand.
Her face ; she hadn't expected to follow in the Empress's footsteps and face rape.

"No…no…!"

Empress Masako screamed, lunging at me, grabbing my hand, her beautiful eyes filled with tears.

"No, please spare the Empress Dowager!"

"Spare her? What about the Chinese women? Have you Japanese devils spared them too?!"

I pressed a finger into Empress Masako's pressure point, continuing to strip Empress Dowager Michiko of her clothes. In an instant,
the Japanese Empress Dowager's voluptuous body lay naked on the ground. This old Japanese bitch was really well-preserved; her skin
was smooth and delicate, her large breasts were slightly sagging, and her plump thighs had thick, dark pubic hair.

I poked my toe into her vagina; it felt warm and tight. Empress Dowager Michiko showed a look of despair;
she knew she was doomed. "Don't worry, I have no appetite for you, you old bastard. I've thought of
a good place for you; you'll find your long-lost youth there!"

I thought of a brilliant plan. I wrapped the Empress Dowager in a blanket and used my illusion technique to run out of the palace.

Every country's city has its share of homeless people, or beggars, who sleep on overpasses, in garbage
dumps, and other such places. Japan is no exception.

Gong Chun and his companions were among these beggars. At this moment, they were talking animatedly about women, describing them in
all sorts of obscene language.

"Have you ever seen a woman's buttocks? So white and tender!"

"When I wasn't poor, I had so many women. Ah, that was so many years ago!"

"Damn it, if a woman appeared now, I would definitely rape her. I'd die happy!"

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, and inside the crooked, rickety thatched hut where Gong Chun and his companions lived, the naked body of a middle-aged woman
appeared .

"Ah...it's a woman...a woman...ah..."

"So white, so tender!"

"It must be a dream...we're dreaming...come on...slap me...!"

"Slap!"

"Ouch...it's real...there really is a woman..."

At this moment, a dignified male voice came from somewhere.

"I am your Amaterasu, the goddess who heard your wishes and specially sent you a woman. You
must treat her well, nourish her with your sperm, and don't let her die!"

"Ah, it's Amaterasu! Thank you, goddess! Thank you for bestowing us a woman!"

"Miyaharu, I'll go first!"

"Ooki, I saw her first!"

"I haven't tasted a woman's pleasure yet, I'll go!"

"Then... let's all go together... anyway, she has three holes..."

"Yoshi!"

Empress Michiko stared blankly at the dilapidated thatched hut, letting three extremely filthy beggars
ravage her noble body. Her mouth, buttocks, and vulva were covered in the fishy semen of the three Tokyo beggars. She wanted
to die, but with my pressure points sealed, she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

Meanwhile, the Japanese beggars, while thanking the "merciful" Amaterasu, climbed onto Empress
Michiko's body like madmen, venting their thirst.

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