[Sweet Game]

A Sweet Game

Part 1

The wedding banquet was reaching its climax. Except for the bride and groom, who sat with their backs to the golden screen, everyone
was chatting and laughing in a joyful atmosphere. Laughter filled the air, and some were giving congratulatory speeches that no one was listening to.

"It's truly spectacular! It's like gathering all the leaders of the prefecture's education sector together! Amazing!"

Hearing the head of education say this, Hamamoto Seizo hurriedly swallowed the meat in his mouth.

"We seem to be the odd ones out here."

He regretted using the plural "we" immediately after saying this, and sure enough, the head of education turned away, showing
his displeasure.

(Hmph! Just because they were invited to this event, they think they've become one of the heads of the prefecture's education sector?)
Hamamoto Seizo laughed inwardly, downing his drink in one gulp.

Almost all the guests were people related to the education sector, and they were all important figures: the prefectural education bureau chief,
the city education bureau chief, the chairman and members of the prefectural council's education committee, and principals of primary and secondary schools, etc. Not only the guests,
but most of the relatives were also connected to the education sector.

(Their family practically held sway over the county's education system!) Qing San couldn't help but admire them, but unlike
the director of academic affairs beside him, he didn't feel intimidated. He filled his own glass and drank heartily
, feeling relaxed and comfortable as no one spoke to this seemingly outcast group.

Qing San, representing the school's faculty, was invited along with the director of academic affairs to attend the principal's adopted daughter's
wedding ceremony. This marriage was complicated and needed to be explained first.

The principal was only forty years old, younger than the forty-three-year-old Qing San. Everyone
said behind his back that his rapid promotion was due to marrying the daughter of the education committee chairman as a second wife. However, shortly after marrying his twenty-six-year-old
second wife, he adopted the niece of the municipal education committee chairman. The adopted daughter then married
the wife 's younger brother. So, while the principal and his wife were blood-related brothers, he was registered as the adopted daughter's
husband.

There were other men in this vast world; why did he do this? Of course, it's
to control the education sector and expand his cronyism. The rumors behind this aren't entirely unfounded. The question is,
why is such a young principal in such a hurry to adopt a daughter? His deceased ex-wife had no children, but his new wife
is still young and having children shouldn't be a problem. Given this, why the rush to adopt a daughter?! On this point, the
public opinion is almost unanimously in agreement: the highly shrewd principal might be impotent in that area—that's
everyone 's guess.

Therefore, leaving his property to his wife is much better than giving it to outsiders; his wife would also find comfort.
Those attending had various speculations in their minds, but outwardly they were still happily drinking. Hamamoto Seizo
isolated himself amidst this noise, casting his slightly drunken gaze at the bride.

(She looked particularly beautiful today, her innocent, shyly bowed head perfectly suited to her look…)
The bride, wearing a white wedding dress, didn't touch the dishes in front of her, maintaining a bowed head throughout. Occasionally,
when the groom spoke to her, she responded with a faint smile, her pearl necklace gleaming beautifully under the colored lights. (Heh heh, that woman is a woman after all, she's quite the actress.) Qingsan couldn't help but lick his slightly tipsy lips

at the bride's innocent, feminine demeanor. 　　(If only he could bind her up like this… a snow-white disguise, turn her body upside down, exposing the dark hair between her thighs… not just the dark underbelly… but also those fleshy pink lips, and that sticky nectar…) As he fantasized, he couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his lower abdomen. Reflexively, his eyes began to scan his surroundings for a suitable target. Among the many relatives and friends were middle and high school students, displaying a voracious appetite. He knew from the moment he entered the venue that his target, Kimura Hiroko, was among them. 　　(If she goes to the restroom, I'll have a chance…) Qingsan's eyes kept darting to the girl who could easily be his daughter, and he felt anxious. Hiroko Kimura, the principal's cousin, was a second- year high school student. Today, she wore a dark blue dress with white lace collar and cuffs, her hair slightly curled and tied with a wide white ribbon. 　　Perhaps because of her clothing, or perhaps because she was with her friends and family, and in a relaxed mood, she looked younger than usual. In the lively atmosphere, her face appeared even more beautiful. 　　(She seemed to be deliberately avoiding looking in my direction…) Seizo found it amusing, and at the same time, he felt a strong urge to forcefully pull her away. The way her jaw moved while eating meat reminded Seizo of something, and he could hardly contain himself. Just then, as if God knew Seizo's urgent desire and granted his request, Hiroko wiped her mouth with a napkin, stood up, and walked towards the exit from the back of the crowd. Seizo also left his seat as if it were perfectly natural. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　II 　　. Today was a great day. In the red-carpeted corridor, elegantly dressed men and women constantly came and went. Seizo quickly caught up with Hiroko. Someone tapped her on the shoulder. Hiroko turned around, and her face immediately turned pale. 　　"Are you going to the restroom?" 　　Looking at Qing San with fearful eyes, she nodded slightly. "Let's go together!" 　　Qing San put his arm around Hiroko's waist, seemingly forcing her forward. 　　"Spare me..." 　　Hiroko seemed unable to walk, pleading softly. Qing San didn't answer, instead issuing a command in a deep voice. 　　"When we get near the restroom, pretend you're uncomfortable and lean against me, understand?" 　　"That kind of thing..." 　　"Just lower your head and hug your stomach, leave the rest to me." 　　"You say that, but..." 　　She tried to break free from Qing San's grasp, but he seemed resigned to his fate after applying force. She suddenly lowered her head , whether because they were entering the restroom or because she didn't want passersby to see her crying, it was unclear! 　　"Let's begin!" 　　Pushed by Qing San, Hiroko bent over, leaning against him. In this position, Qing San led her into the men's restroom. This was his calculation; a woman entering a men's restroom is less likely to cause a disturbance than a man entering a women's restroom.

Note. And by holding the uncomfortable woman tightly, you won't make a mistake.

There was only one man in a suit urinating in the men's restroom.

"Just throw it all up."

Kiyosan seemed to be patting Hiroko's back, and as he led her into the toilet stall, he deliberately said this so that the man could hear him.
The man seemed to understand the situation after hearing it and shifted his gaze away. Kiyosan closed the toilet stall door after seeing the man
leave .

"What do you want to do?"

Hiroko looked up at Kiyosan with a tearful face, and Kiyosan hugged her tightly.

"No..."

she said softly, while struggling.

"Try screaming loudly, you'll be embarrassed!"

He threatened while kissing her from her neck to her jaw. Hiroko said no softly, and her body
disappeared with the force.

"Because you look so cute, I couldn't help myself."

He gently bit her cute pink earlobe and said in a passionate tone.

"Is it because this is Noriko's wedding ceremony that you made this place wet?"

He wrapped his right arm around her waist and reached his left hand under her skirt, lewdly touching the front of her underwear.

"No..."

Hiroko began to cry.

"Hehe, you were right, weren't you? I heard all women attending weddings are like this..."

Kiyoshi touched the slightly bulging part of her underwear, causing Hiroko's writhing body to lean weakly against Seiko.
When Seiko lifted her chin, Hiroko seemed to have difficulty breathing and closed her eyes. Seiko sucked hard on
her lips, which trembled with unease, shame, and an involuntary surge of excitement! Her

breasts, pressed against her chest, heaved more intensely, and Hiroko's tightly closed lips began to relax, her tongue seemingly
tentatively reaching out. The sound of hurried footsteps echoed on the tiled floor outside. Seiko looked up and
loosened the front of her pants.

"You do it!"

"In a place like this?"

Her tearful eyes showed confusion, but Hiroko had become a vulnerable woman,
blinking she grasped that "thing" with her slender fingers. Seiko gently moved her body back and forth,
simultaneously asking to kiss that "thing." Hiroko's eyes seemed to blur, her beautiful nose
flaring with excitement.

As Kiyosan pressed down on her shoulders, Hiroko squatted down, her lovely lips almost splitting open as she
took that "thing" into her mouth, the ribbon in her hair trembling slightly. Kiyosan felt an immense sense of ecstasy

at the sight of such a pure and beautiful young woman performing this act in the men's restroom at a wedding ceremony; his whole body felt numb, and he could barely stand. He tried to distract himself from the footsteps outside or the flushing of the toilet next door, but his efforts had their limits. 　　Kiyosan quickly backed away, then turned Hiroko around, lifting her skirt high. 　　"Spare me..." 　　Hiroko leaned against the wall, her voice barely louder than a mosquito's buzz. 　　"You're already like this, and you still say no?" Kiyosan pulled her panties down to her knees, teasing her 　　while stroking her round buttocks and the wet front of her panties . 　　"Ah...so embarrassing..." 　　Hiroko couldn't help but sob softly as her wet spot was touched. Her still-childlike, snow-white buttocks, exposed only through her clothes, seemed even more sexy to Kiyosan. 　　"Ah..." 　　The intense intrusion caused Hiroko to involuntarily turn her back and grab the wall. Kiyosan pushed her face against the wall as well. 　　"Ah! This is too much..." 　　Swallowing her sobs, Hiroko cried uncontrollably at this humiliation. 　　"Put your hands behind your back!" 　　"How can you do that now..." 　　Her resistance lacked strength. Hiroko pressed her face even harder against the wall, supporting her upper body, and then crossed her hands over her waist. Kiyosan took out the handcuffs he always carried and cuffed Hiroko's hands together. 　　(I can't get fully aroused without this. Maybe I'm impotent like the principal.) This feeling of distress flashed through Kiyosan's mind, and then, as if to drive away this thought, he quickened his movements , reaching under Hiroko's clothes to grasp her breasts. 　　There were still hurried footsteps outside the door. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Back 　　at his seat, the bride had changed her clothes once, as if she had secretly seen Seizo return. 　　(Because Hiroko and I left together, she might be overthinking things.) Seizo felt a little cold and quickly drank some wine. 　　The dean of studies was talking to the education committee member next to him, seemingly exchanging pleasantries. The bald spot on the back of his head was slightly red from the wine, making his barely visible hair look even more comical. Someone across from him started singing. 　　At this moment, Seizo noticed the bride's gaze turn towards the doorway. Following her gaze, he saw Hiroko walk in with her head down . She was dressed neatly, her hair perfectly combed, and although she looked shy, her expression was cheerful. 　　(Noriko probably sensed it.) Sure enough, Seizo's eyes met the bride's. Her face twitched slightly, and her red lips seemed to move as if she wanted to say something. 　　(Teacher, you're still so quick.) That's what her eyes said. Seizo smiled and raised his glass to her. 　　The bride, Noriko, was also Seisan's student. They had a relationship during high school, and it continues to this day. Besides them, the only other person in the room who knows this is Hiroko. This fact gives Seisan a sense of superiority , and if he could, he'd love to shout it out to everyone here. 　　This good-for-nothing man, a middle-aged man with no outstanding looks or charm, and whose hair is thinning, is shamelessly venting his frustrations in private, and of course no one will know. 　　(Heh heh, just you wait…) Because no one pays attention to him, he feels lonely, which only amplifies Seisan's pleasure at keeping his secret. 　　(This dean of students is older than not only the principal but also me. He wants to be principal for a few more years before retiring…)

" I never want to become that pathetic figure, bowing and scraping to those powerless education committee members
..." This thought naturally led Kiyosan to look from the last seat. There, he first saw the expressionless Hiroko
, then the bride Noriko's mother-in-law, the principal's wife. The young and beautiful mother, dressed in a formal gown,
watched the wedding banquet unfold, constantly attending to those around her. Her face, though tense,
possessed the poise befitting a principal's wife, despite her youth.

(Attending to the guests is important, madam, but watch your step, it's your turn now
!) Kiyosan, slightly drunk, forced a more unpleasant smile, his already shabby face gleaming with
self satisfaction.

(The first time was with Miss Noriko, now your sister-in-law; the second was with your cousin Hiroko; and now
it's your turn. All the obstacles have been cleared; you can't escape...") The principal's wife
smiled back at the guests who congratulated her, covering her mouth with her snow-white finger adorned with a diamond ring, smiling elegantly.

(Anyway, women really know how to pretend. Noriko acted like a virgin while having sex with me, and even became
a bride. Hiroko, who's a high school student, seems to have forgotten the moans she just made, and is
talking to her relatives with their acne-covered faces. And you, madam, the way you put on that show is really pretty, hehehehe…) Seizo
muttered , turning his gaze to the seats of the woman's relatives. Among the group of men, women, and children there was a particularly
obese man around fifty years old, Noriko's uncle, Kadota, who was the chairman of the education committee at the city government.
When Seizo saw him, his eyes revealed a mixture of inferiority and deliberate arrogance.

(You seemed so nonchalant there, but the whole thing started because of you. I don't know if you're
just unlucky or I'm just incredibly lucky, but if that hadn't happened, I wouldn't have dared to even think about the principal's wife. At most,
I'd just get a female student…

) Looking at the bride, her uncle, the education committee chairman, and the principal's wife, Qingsan thought back to a
night .

Four.

That day, Qingsan invited Noriko to dinner, and then they went to a large, lively café
.

Most of the customers were young couples.

"You must feel embarrassed coming to a place like this with an unremarkable middle-aged man like me!"

Qingsan said to Noriko, who was barely speaking and had her head down. These weren't words of comfort; he had
deliberately .

"No, I don't."

Noriko gave Qingsan a resentful look.

"So, are you touched because I forced you to do something embarrassing?"

"Ugh."

"What's wrong? Are you blushing?"

Noriko involuntarily covered her face with her hands. It was right after Noriko graduated from vocational school;
their relationship, which had continued since high school, had reached a point where they understood each other perfectly.

"Look, that young man in that seat is ignoring his girlfriend and staring at Noriko like a lovesick fool!"

"You're lying to me!"

Noriko covered her face and shook her shoulders in disagreement.

"Ah, I really want that young man to see how happy he'll cry when I strip her naked and tie her up, looking at this woman with such longing and yearning
..."

"You bullied me..."

Noriko looked at Seizo with teary eyes through her fingers covering her face.

Indeed, Noriko's beauty was exceptional; her oval face possessed a classical beauty, but her melancholic beauty
and slender figure exuded a captivating allure that would stimulate any man's senses.

When Noriko was still a high school student, Seizo violently raped her during tutoring sessions, also because he was
seduced the allure of her beauty, causing his masculine instincts to reach an uncontrollable state. Moreover, Seizo
smelled a masochistic scent on Noriko. And later, his "training" was completely successful.

"Go to the toilet and put this in."

Seizo took a banana from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"I don't want it, this kind of thing..."

"Don't pretend to be elegant, you've been sitting there restless for a while now..."

"But..." Noriko turned her face away, saying softly, "If it's just taking off my underwear..."

"You'll catch a cold if you don't wear underwear." Seizo played with the curved banana, revealing a malicious
smile .

"Use this to plug it, and it will gradually get warm, so you won't catch a cold."

"How annoying, you always think about this kind of thing, it's so unlucky to be your student."

"Don't talk big, take it to the toilet."

When he forced her to pick up the banana, Noriko's beautiful cheeks began to flush.

"You're going to... do it like that... until... when..."

Noriko seemed afraid that someone would see, so she hid the banana and asked softly.

"Until it's absorbed the flavor."

"No..."

"If it absorbs quickly, you can take it out sooner and eat it."

Hearing such lewd words, Noriko's eyes became even more moist as she looked at Seizo. Her body became even more restless.

Just as Noriko stood up to go to the toilet, she suddenly sat down again and turned her beautiful face to the other side.

"What's wrong?"

Kiyosan asked, knowing Noriko didn't want anyone to see her. To answer this,
he glanced towards the door, then quickly turned his face away as well. The two people who appeared at the door, seeing the downstairs was full,
went up the spiral staircase next to them. After secretly watching, Kiyosan turned back. Noriko, in the same state,
had turned pale.

"I never expected to run into the principal's wife in a place like this. Who's the man with her?"

"My uncle." "

Is he the one who's the chairman of the education committee?"

"Yes..."

The high school was a prefectural school, so it had nothing to do with the city education committee, and Kiyosan didn't know Noriko's uncle.

"I remember the principal is on a business trip to Tokyo starting today. While her husband is away, she's with another man
..."

At this moment, Kiyosan suddenly remembered the rumor about the principal's impotence.

"That's unexpected..." Noriko suddenly spoke as if she were a different person. "The last time I heard Auntie..."
" She complained to my mother that my uncle often had affairs, but he seemed to not know what kind of women they were, so it must
be... He's such a kind and gentle uncle to me..."

Noriko's beautiful eyes filled with tears, and her face suddenly darkened, turning into a sad expression.

"My uncle wants me to go there to be an adopted daughter."

"The place you're talking about... you mean the principal?"

Noriko's tears finally fell, and she nodded in affirmation. Seizo's eyes widened in disbelief.

"That man is outrageous, wanting to send his niece to be an adopted daughter with the woman he's having an affair with..."

"How despicable, what does he take me for..."

Noriko took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, her beautiful shoulders trembling. At that moment, a plan
formed , and he no longer cared about the banana.

"You should go back first."

"What is the teacher going to do?"

"I need to follow them and find out their relationship."

"And then?"

"Then it depends on what we plan to do."

"Can I go see the teacher?"

"It's fine for you to go, but a student council member is coming at 7:30 tonight. It's a coincidence, the principal's
wife asked her to come; it seems to be her cousin. If I get back late, you can keep her company for me."

"No problem."

Noriko's eyes seemed to have forgotten the tears she had just shed; now they shone with a beautiful light. Kiyoshi paid the bill
first, and after Noriko went back, the two people came down from the second floor. A short while later, Kiyoshi also came out.

In the twilight, the two walked forward closely side by side. The imposing Kadota and
the charming principal's wife looked like a well-matched couple. No, judging from their ages, they were a loving father and daughter.

(Damn it, I thought young women could tolerate impotent husbands, but it turns out they
enjoy it behind the scenes. The principal became principal so young, probably because of his wife's sleeping skills, so he had to turn
a eye...)

Qing San gritted his teeth, not out of a sense of justice, but out of hatred for someone who had fallen from the path of promotion
.

He felt pathetic for having gotten his hands on such a young, inexperienced woman.

(I really want to see that beautiful, talented woman, pinned down by that tall body in bed, I wonder
what kind of moans she'd make.) As if reflecting his reverie, the two people in front of him walked into
an alley , where there were all sorts of love hotels, and many young couples embracing each other passed by.

The two people in front of him suddenly disappeared into the doorway of a hotel.

(Just as I thought...) Qing San acted naturally as he passed the hotel. At this moment, he had made up
his mind.

Five.

Qing San lived in an old two-bedroom apartment. He had been married once, but divorced because he
discovered his wife's infidelity. From then on, Kiyoshi held the belief that women should be tied up with ropes
and whipped, but that depended on whether such women existed. Noriko sat alone in the three-tatami-mat
living room , waiting. Seeing Kiyoshi return, she hurriedly helped him change his clothes and made tea with the prepared hot water.

"Just as I predicted, I saw them go into the hotel,"

Kiyoshi said, sipping his tea. Noriko, however, showed no surprise.

"I need your help with something."

"What is it?"

"Please agree to the marriage arranged by that uncle."

"No, even if my teacher said so, I wouldn't agree." "

That's why I'm begging you." "

No." "

Why?"

"Although I don't know why my uncle did this, I don't want to have such an unclean marriage."

Tears welled up in Noriko's beautiful eyes again.

"You're already tainted. We're both tainted people, so don't you understand?"

"..."

"Whether you want it or not..."

A sudden, crazed light flashed in Seizo's eyes, revealing a fierce personality beneath his shabby appearance;
he became different person.

"But..."

Facing the fearful Noriko before him, Seizo overturned the tea table in front of him, pinning Noriko beneath him, her slender
legs kicking wildly. Seizo kicked away the teacups and teapot that had fallen to the ground, pulling Noriko to her feet. "
Spare me..."

To the pleading Noriko, Seizo slapped her repeatedly, her hair, which had been combed back, now
cascaded down her pale face. She stopped resisting, letting him hit her, tears streaming down her face,
scattering in droplets. Soon, Noriko collapsed weakly onto the tatami mat, and Seizo straddled her, beginning to undress her.

"No..."

she whispered, her body tensing, but her top was immediately pulled off, revealing her trembling
, .

"Aren't some students coming?"

She seemed to have given up resisting, letting Kiyoshi remove her clothes.

"That's why I'm doing this, so she'll see you like this."

"No! I don't want to!"

Her body, which had previously given up resistance, suddenly regained its strength, and she hurriedly tried to escape, but her skirt was pulled down,
and the straps of her petticoat broke.

Noriko, left only in her bra and panties, was bound with the ropes she often used. Her hands were tied behind her back,
her head drooping as if exhausted, only her snow-white shoulders still trembling. Her breasts, covered by her bra,
were irregularly shaped due to the ropes binding them.

Kiyoshi kicked open the bedroom's paper door, made Noriko stand up, tied her to a wooden post, then grabbed her drooping
hair, pulled her face up, and forcefully sucked on her still-breathing mouth. Noriko's slender neck was still trembling as she cried.
But she responded to the man's kiss with passionate intensity.

"How about that? Doing this right in front of a high school girl..."

Qing San brushed his disheveled hair aside, panting and laughing.

"Please don't do that, have mercy on me..."

His face, flushed red from the slap and excitement, now bowed and pleaded.

"If you don't want that, then promise me what I just said."

Kiyosan wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck as he whispered in her ear.

"That kind of thing... is impossible... absolutely not..."

"Then, there's no other way..."

Kiyosan released Noriko's body, squatted down, and pulled her panties down to her heels.

"Spare me... don't do such a cruel thing..."

Noriko squeezed her legs together and cried, but her cries showed no sign of resistance. Kiyosan
lifted her legs, pulled off her panties, and bound her legs together in a position where they were hugging a wooden post. This
forced Noriko's legs apart, and her body arched forward, revealing a tuft of black pubic hair at the apex of her protruding lower abdomen. Her
trembling appearance was particularly pitiful.

Noriko lowered her head, letting out soft sobs, cries that would inevitably arouse the sadistic tendencies of a male.

"You can reflect on yourself like this for a while."

Kiyosan stroked the trembling groin of Noriko's thighs, and Noriko's plaintive cries began to rise.
Her knees trembled, and glistening liquid dripped from the base of her snow-white thighs…

Qingsan straightened his robe, set the tea table, and took the tea set that had fallen to the floor to the kitchen. He
also wiped the water off the floor, ready to welcome guests at any time. Then he sat down and carefully looked at the sobbing Noriko.

Noriko's body appeared very thin when clothed, but quite voluptuous when naked. Especially the sexiness of her breasts and
slender waist , which enhanced the beauty of her entire body, made her look less than twenty-one years old. Noriko
was tied up like this, exposed to the lustful gaze of men, and then she showed a twisted and uneasy look, which had an
indescribable allure.

"Something wants to be stuffed into here, it's itching and unbearable, isn't it?"

A wet look appeared from under her loose hair, as if she was resenting Qingsan for not doing anything for her. Her knees
trembled more violently, and the pink flesh in the dark shadows looked even more wet. 　　"If you don't answer soon, the students will be here. You're a masochist; maybe you prefer doing embarrassing things in front of strange girls ."

Seizo 　　teased Noriko with these words while slowly sliding his dildo from her calf to her thigh . The skin touched by the dildo spasmed as if in a cramp, her knees clenching intermittently . But soon she seemed exhausted and let Seizo do as he pleased. Noriko could only groan when she cried, but occasionally it would turn into a sharp scream, because of the attack on her delicate, sensitive skin. 　　"No, not there…please!" 　　"You bastard, now is not the time for you to enjoy yourself." 　　"But…but…" 　　Each time he did this, Noriko would twist her lower abdomen, and her vulva would ooze nectar , drawing a bright line on her thigh. Seizo's attack skillfully avoided the core, lingering around it. 　　In this heightened atmosphere, the doorbell rang as if deliberately. 　　Noriko was startled, letting out a soft cry before closing her lips. 　　"What are you going to do?" 　　"It's too early, there are still ten minutes left." 　　Qing San glanced at his watch, his jaw dropping, but he didn't show any confusion. 　　"Let's just finish this once and for all." 　　"Please, let me go... really, I don't want to, it's too embarrassing..." 　　Her beautiful eyes pleaded. 　　"It's alright, that person will soon be just like you, and then you'll be so excited your eyes will be blazing with ." 　　Perhaps it should be Qing San who was excited. In the past, besides Noriko, several female students had fallen victim to his cruelty, but he had never made two women face to face before. The doorbell rang again. 　　"Coming right away!" 　　Qing San shouted, then lifted Noriko's face with his hand. 　　"Are you angry?" 　　Qing San would occasionally speak in a gentle tone when he didn't expect it. Noriko's tear-filled eyes saw an impatient look in Qing San's eyes through the blur. She slowly closed her eyes. 　　"Kiss me..." Noriko raised her head. " 　　Noriko is mine, no matter what happens..." 　　"I'm so happy..." 　　If that's the case, why force her to marry someone she doesn't want to! Before asking that question, Noriko was intoxicated by Seizo's first use of the language of love, and the two kissed passionately. 　　When Seizo opened the door, Hiroko Kimura's prepared smile suddenly froze. Seizo's disheveled hair and the front of his robe were open, making him look particularly unusual. Noriko's scent lingered on Seizo, stimulating her sensitive olfactory senses. 　　"Come in, because I need to prepare something," 　　Seizo said, ignoring Hiroko's reaction. Hiroko hesitated, taking off her shoes. Seizo closed and locked the door behind her. Homework was usually done in the living room. Following her usual habit, Hiroko opened the paper door herself without waiting for Seizo to lead the way. Taking a step closer, she saw Noriko, screamed, and began to back away. 　　"The preparation I was talking about is this," Seizo said, forcefully hugging Noriko from behind. 　　"No! Let me go!" 　　Her schoolbag fell to the ground; the impact was too great to resist. 　　"For the future, you'll see," 　　Seizo said, picking up the still struggling Hiroko and carrying her into the room, then throwing her to the ground. 　　"No! No...no, no..." 　　Hiroko saw her teacher completely transformed into a different person, her eyes filled with fear. 　　"You've already seen it, so I can't just let you go back like this." 　　Seizo twisted Hiroko's arms behind her back, and Hiroko spoke sternly. 　　"It's the teacher's fault..." 　　"You were just unlucky when you came here." 　　Seizo pressed his knee hard against Hiroko's back, and the prepared rope immediately bound 　　"Spare me...don't tie me up..." 　　Hiroko began to cry as her hands were tied behind her back. Seizo helped her up and stuffed a towel into her mouth. He then made her sit cross-legged and tied her legs together as well. Her miniskirt had already been pulled down to her thighs, revealing her snow-white underwear.

Kiyosan lifted Hiroko, who was in this state, onto a chair, tied the end of the rope binding her hands to the back of the chair, and then presented her to Noriko
.

Hiroko turned her head away, unable to bear looking at another woman, and continued to sob.

"You're still a virgin, aren't you?"

Kiyosan turned Hiroko's face forward, her tearful eyes enduring pain and shame, pleading for forgiveness.

"This woman is called Noriko, and like you, she came here to study, but you
understand ?"

Kiyosan pointed to Noriko's exposed parts, and Noriko's body trembled. She turned her flushed face away, and Hiroko
screamed through her inability to make a sound, forcefully turning her head to try to push Kiyosan's hands away.

"You are a virgin, and you've masturbated, haven't you? With such a good body, of course!"

Hiroko's struggle was almost frantic. Although she wasn't fully exposed, her chest and abdomen
were already in a vulnerable state, seemingly unbearable for her.

As if toying with her feelings, Seizo's fingers began to unbutton Hiroko's blouse, leaving
her breasts unbound so that it would be easy to undress her.

"Noriko is naked; it's unfair if Hiroko is dressed."

Her blouse was pulled down to her wrists behind her back, and the straps of her petticoat were pulled down as well.
Her breasts, which appeared fuller than her age, trembled under her bra.

"Now, you will see a woman's true joy, and you will know that it is a very beautiful thing." 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Seizo

stood up while stroking Hiroko's inner thigh. 　　"She's a very cute girl, isn't she?" 　　Seizo stood beside Noriko and whispered in her ear. 　　"Teacher, you're going too far..." 　　"You were like that back then, but later..." 　　"Please don't say that..." 　　"As a senior, you should behave well." 　　"You're going too far..." 　　Although Noriko glared at Seizo with resentment, her eyes were already filled with passion as she turned her beautiful, rosy face away. Kiyosan hugged Noriko from behind, even the wooden pillar, and began to caress Noriko's breasts. Noriko sighed and began to writhe. Was this an act she, as a senior, was putting on for Hiroko, or was it genuine? Even Noriko herself couldn't tell. 　　"Ah... Teacher!" 　　Having been caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples, but refusing to touch her lower body, Noriko let out an impatient sound, writhing her hips as if inducing him. 　　Hiroko glanced at Noriko, saw her wanton figure, and nervously turned her head away again, her cute knees trembling slightly, as if expressing her unbearable sorrow at not being able to close them. 　　"Would you like to kiss me?" 　　Kiyosan deliberately let Hiroko hear him speak, and Noriko immediately opened her mouth. Kiyosan sucked hard, his hand slowly moving downwards. 　　"Oh..." 　　Noriko let out a sweet sound, spreading her legs as wide as possible, seemingly deliberately exposing her engorged petals, and then writhing her hips forcefully as if demanding faster action. As if deliberately trying to make her anxious, Kiyosan's fingers gently caressed the dark, tender pubic hair before sliding away again. 　　"Please don't rush me... hurry up..." 　　"What do you want me to do?" 　　"Don't make me say such embarrassing things... I'm going crazy..." 　　"How will I know if you don't tell me?" 　　"There! Right there... harder... okay..." 　　Even Kiyosan was surprised by Noriko's increasingly lewd behavior. Moreover, he felt a sense of fear at having trained her into such a masochist. 　　Hiroko seemed to have forgotten her shame, her eyes fixed on Noriko writhing in lewd poses. Her innocent eyes were moist with shyness, her breasts, barely covered by her bra, heaved violently. When Kiyosan's fingers parted the wet petals and invaded, her body stiffened as if electrocuted. Kiyosan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye while playing with Noriko's clitoris. Sobbing moans escaped Hiroko's gagged mouth, and her spread thighs seemed to unconsciously make obscene movements. 　　(She must have a lot of masturbation experience!) Kiyosan smiled smugly; this would make training easier . 　　"...Okay...Teacher...Noriko...almost there..." 　　Noriko's hips thrust back and forth, making sounds that stimulated the listener's lust. This was no longer acting . 　　"Please...use a dildo..." 　　Her pupils, which were now unfocused as she looked at Kiyosan, moved as the dildo entered her body with a dull thud. Noriko immediately uttered lewd moans and quickly reached orgasm. For the usually elegant Noriko, this was an unbelievable sight. Her head drooped deeply, revealing a half-conscious expression, but her body, still gripping the dildo, seemed to be enjoying the afterglow of pleasure, still undulating. 　　Kiyosan, of course, also clearly saw Hiroko's reaction the instant Noriko reached orgasm. 　　As if she herself had reached orgasm, her lower body trembled, she let out a soft gasp from her throat, her eyes blinked incessantly, and now her head was lowered, her shoulders rising and falling with rapid breathing. 　　Kiyosan untied Noriko's ropes and whispered in her ear, 　　"Go to bed after you've regained consciousness." 　　"Yes..." 　　Noriko nodded lazily at Kiyosan, who knelt beside Hiroko. 　　"What's wrong with you? Did you reach orgasm with her?" 　　he teased, removing the gag from her mouth. 　　"Please spare me..." 　　she pleaded softly, letting Kiyosan embrace her. As Kiyosan removed her bra and gently caressed her breasts, Hiroko began to shake her head, making a plaintive sound. 　　"Your breasts are beautiful." Her 　　full breasts, no less than Noriko's, were firmer and more elastic because they had never been touched by a man. Her pink nipples were already erect and pointed, making her seem even more adorable in her current state. 　　Seeing that Hiroko had completely lost her resistance, Kiyosan began to kiss her. Her lips trembled with nervousness, making Kiyosan...

San felt an unprecedented excitement and novelty. His hand, which had been caressing her breasts, involuntarily tightened. He used the tip of his tongue to pry open Hiroko's mouth,
sucking out her retracted tongue and gently playing with it. Suddenly, Hiroko became more proactive with her tongue,
making San incredibly excited. He then gently moved his hand downwards.

"No…"

Hiroko's body arched back.

"You don't need to be embarrassed at all…"

He lightly tickled her panties with his fingernails,
as if scratching her. With each tick, Hiroko's knees trembled, and she began to sob quietly.

Noriko, who was in the good bed, came over, and the two of them stripped Hiroko naked. Hiroko's vulva was already wet.
Seeing this, Hiroko lost all strength to resist. Crying and shaking her head, she was stripped naked
and forced into a spread-eagle position on the bed.

"Hiroko, you're so beautiful. Let's be good friends from now on..."

Noriko seemed to have forgotten her shame and hesitation, embracing the still-crying Hiroko with
a sense of pity and intimacy stemming from shared experiences of being played by the same man. This seemed to intensify Noriko's lust. Perhaps it was because Hiroko
had seen her in her most shameful state that she developed a sadistic
desire .

"No, no, big sister... please spare me..."

Hiroko said weakly, trembling with excitement at this first-ever experience.

"Hiroko, you're a precocious girl, your breasts are the same size as mine, even here..."

"Ah! No... not there..."

Noriko pleaded, raising her chin, her body beginning to writhe, sliding between Hiroko's parted thighs.

"Don't be afraid, leave everything to Noriko-neechan."

Seizo, sitting cross-legged beside Hiroko's pillow, said, touching her breasts as he spoke.

"Ah...no...no..."

Hiroko's beautiful eyebrows furrowed, her lips twitched, her lower body spasmed,
her legs, which were as wide as the bed, suddenly arched upwards, then bent inwards forcefully.

"So cute..."

Noriko's voice was hoarse as she parted the flesh beneath Hiroko's black pubic hair to its widest point, then
sucked tip of her pink petals. When she touched the cute little bud with the tip of her tongue, Hiroko's body would spasm,
her sobs turning into gasps that seemed to tear her throat.

"Because you're usually naughty, you often play with this place yourself, that's why you're so sensitive."

"Ah, so embarrassing..."

Hiroko's voice began to sound more coquettish, her still-childish buttocks wriggling incessantly,
her thighs trembling as if demanding something.

"What are you thinking when you play with yourself?"

Seizo put his right arm under Hiroko's head, gently stroking her breasts with his left hand, while asking Hiroko. At this moment, Hiroko's
face was flushed, and she could only slowly turn her head.

"Thinking about your boyfriend, isn't it?"

"No... Teacher, don't ask about that kind of thing..."

Kiyosan sucked on her cute lips, his response clumsy, and Hiroko quickly became
breathless .

"Ah... Sister... have mercy on me..."

After letting out a tense scream, her body convulsed, and her eyes trembled as if she were intoxicated by a dream.

"So cute." Noriko's eyes

widened when she saw the wetness between Hiroko's legs. Hiroko seemed to still be enjoying
the pleasure , her waist arched in the air, and her legs supporting her body were still convulsing.

Kiyosan took off his clothes while watching Hiroko's condition.

"Do you really have to do her?"

When Noriko looked up at Kiyosan, her eyes were already blurry. She hugged Kiyosan's body tightly,
revealing a desire for Kiyosan's body. Her snow-white fingers tightly gripped the base of his penis, and she even
rubbed it gently with her cheek.

"From this day forward, it no longer belongs to me alone..."

Noriko's mouth slid forward from the base of his penis and then pressed against the tip.

"You don't belong to me alone anymore..."

Seizo said, running his fingers through Noriko's hair.

"But he can't give me the same happiness you give me..."

"If that's the case, then come find me..."

"Ah...you're so cruel..."

Noriko said, almost groaning, before taking the penis in her hand deep into her mouth...

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Noriko, dressed in a pure white suit and holding a bouquet of flowers, looked as beautiful as an angel. She
was talking hurriedly with Seizo on the train platform. Noriko's gaze towards Seizo was inevitably tense, and Seizo had nothing to say at this moment
.

"Teacher, were you with Hiroko just now..."

A playful smile appeared on the bride's face.

"To be honest, I wanted to hug you in your wedding dress."

Noriko's face suddenly flushed, but her smile dimmed.

"I don't want to go..."

Seizo gently scolded Noriko, who was about to cry.

"Everything starts now, cheer up and go quickly."

"Yes..."

"I'll be thinking of you all night too..."

"Really?"

"Of course, I'm not immune to pain."

"I'm so happy!"

After Noriko finished speaking, she ran away as if afraid that Seizo would see her tears. Seizo watched her
retreating figure, suddenly having a premonition that he would lose Noriko forever.

Laughter came from the crowd surrounding the bride and groom.

Eight

Noriko arrived at Seizo's apartment a little over a month after her wedding. Wearing a kimono, Noriko seemed like
a person, as if she had aged several years in the past month, carrying a bag of gifts.

"It's been a long time since I've come to greet you..."

Facing Seizo, Noriko showed the shyness of newlyweds, but also the composure of a wife.

"It's been a long time. Did you come here today to ask me for help?"

Seizo thought he was joking lightly, but his voice inevitably had a barb, because Noriko's attitude was very similar to
A stranger's relationship. Noriko's face flushed slightly as she lowered her head, her body radiating an unseen
sensuality from beneath her kimono.

"You miss the feeling of my ropes, don't you..."

"Yes..."

The words trailed off before they could even finish, her eyes brimming with impatience. Seeing that look in her eyes, Kiyosan's
previously held onto feelings crumbled completely. He pushed aside the tea table in the middle and immediately rushed over to embrace
Noriko tightly as she collapsed into his arms.

The fragrance of perfume and cosmetics he had never smelled before filled Kiyosan's nostrils, and trembling red lips pressed against his
.

"I think about you every day, teacher..."

Noriko's voice trembled as she reached out and wrapped her arms around Kiyosan's neck. In their tense breaths, they
greedily kissed each other's lips, their rapid breathing turning into sobs. Noriko pulled her face away,
looking at Kiyosan with tear-filled eyes, wiping the lipstick from his lips with her snow-white fingers, then pressed her face
tightly against Kiyosan's chest again.

"Is your family doing well?"

Kiyosan asked as if he were holding something precious he had never held before.

"My husband found out I wasn't a virgin."

"What did he say?"

"He didn't say anything, but he seemed troubled."

"At night, he made love to you, didn't he?"

"Of course... but he seemed impatient, not really affectionate..."

"It makes me jealous..."

"Would he really be jealous of me?"

She looked at Kiyoko playfully. Since getting married, she seemed to have matured a lot.

"You really have to be wary of women. They may seem weak and helpless, but they weigh men on a scale in their hearts."

Kiyoko said, stroking Noriko's excited face.

"That depends on who the man is. I've never doubted my teacher's feelings for me. I just followed him like
a slave ... and I'm happy with that..."

"You're right." "

It's true... I only realized I truly loved my teacher after we got married..."

Noriko's voice began to choke, and Kiyoko felt a pang of heartache, holding her tightly in her arms. Noriko's sparkling
eyes truly captivated Seizo's gaze. At the same time, Noriko saw the sincerity in Seizo's eyes. Noriko could only
silently nod, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling as she repeatedly said, "I'm so happy..."

"Just bear with it a little longer. I will definitely make you my wife. I won't lie to you..."

Noriko's eyes seemed to burst into tears, and she pressed her body tightly against Seizo,
her tears soaking his clothes. Seizo gently stroked her trembling shoulders, holding back his own tears.

Marrying Noriko wasn't part of the original plan, but taking a married woman back would definitely be a huge blow
to her . Regardless of the circumstances, this wasn't something that would affect the plan.

After crying her heart out, Noriko awkwardly pulled away from the body, took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and Kiyosan gently
placed his hand on her shoulder, saying, "To make you mine, we must control your foster mother and
silence her. For the past month, on the nights when the principal is away on business, I've been keeping watch outside his house to spy on his wife's
activities. I guessed correctly that she would definitely go out on those nights, and dressed up beautifully.
As long as we can seize this weakness, we can do whatever we want."

Noriko nodded.

"But, to make this situation even more certain, I need to possess her body and then take
pictures of that scene. I'll need your help then, is that alright?"

"That would make me even happier."

"Yes, that's how you deliver the divorce papers to them. Also, from now on, you need to act
cold towards your husband. You can even act like you're having an affair. Your husband will be furious and demand
a divorce from your sister. With these two things combined, the divorce will be a success. Besides, to protect their family's honor, they
won't dare say a word to outsiders. The more they hate us, the more they need to win us over and smile at the outside world."

After saying this, Qing San laughed loudly. Noriko, being a woman, naturally didn't care much about such grand dreams; she was
only about the future, looking at the man in front of her with an excited smile.

Nine

A week later, Noriko called, saying that her adoptive mother wanted her to come over.

"My husband must have told her about that."

"Probably."

"What should I do?"

"I'll come too."

"But you have to go to school, right?" " I'll

ask for leave!"

Qing San said confidently. Instead of summoning Noriko on a holiday afternoon, Kiyoshi intended to gently and
calmly , hoping to seize this opportunity for a full-blown attack. The next day, the two
met at a nearby café, briefly discussed the matter, and then drove to the principal's house. Kiyoshi carried a briefcase containing necessary tools such as ropes,
while Noriko, considering ease of movement, wore a Western-style dress.

The principal's house, though old, was magnificent, surrounded by high walls and tall trees,
obscuring the view inside. This made it easier to carry out their plan once inside. The principal's wife, Noriko's mother-in-law, Chikako,
greeted them She was dressed particularly plainly for Noriko's sake. At twenty-
six, not much younger than Noriko, she knew that to treat such a daughter-in-law with respect, she had to
start .

"Mr. Hamamoto, why are you also..."

Seeing Kiyoshi and Noriko standing side-by-side at the gate, Mrs. Chikako gave them a reproachful look filled with suspicion.

"I feel that your conversation with Miss Noriko has a lot to do with me..."

Seizo answered seriously, but from the bold smile on his face, Mrs. Chikako's sharp intuition
seemed to sense something. She glanced at Noriko, who stood silently there, then subtly suppressed
her strong inner doubts and led them to the living room. Although not very spacious, the living room, with its fireplace, was bathed in
sunlight streaming through the windows from the courtyard, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Perhaps she had deliberately sent the maid out on an errand beforehand, as the lady personally poured tea, and her attitude towards her daughter-in-law, which was somewhat like
that of a guest, revealed her inner dissatisfaction.

"Mother-in-law, what brings you here?"

Noriko's tone, calling a woman only four or five years younger than her "Grandma," carried a hint of sarcasm.

"I'd like to ask Mr. Hamamoto first, why you came with Noriko?"

Mrs. Chikako had probably been itching to ask this for a long time.

"Of course I'll tell you,"

Seizo said gently, looking into Mrs. Chikako's beautiful but sharp eyes.

"Let me be blunt. Miss Noriko's affair is with me, and it's been
going on . After I say this, I think you'll have the answer to your question, Madam."

Mrs. Chikako's eyes widened in surprise, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand, shouting loudly. Noriko
lowered her head and sat obediently beside Seizo.

"Noriko, is this true?"

"Grandma, it's true."

"Ah, how could this be…"

She shook her head violently, as if speaking would insult her dignity, her face flushed with anger and slightly
convulsing .

"Madam, what are you going to do now that you know?"

"You should feel ashamed, you should feel ashamed..."

"I already feel ashamed, that's why I'm saying this. At least I
'm much better than someone who has affairs with other men and then nonchalantly blames others."

"What did you say? You said I..."

Madam Chikako's beautiful eyebrows shot up, wanting to retort, but seeing Seizo's mocking expression, her face began
to turn pale. Seizo took out a piece of paper and placed it in front of her.

"Please take a look. Do you remember this time, date, and place?"

The paper contained a record of Madam Chikako's meeting with Kadota. The lady's hand holding the paper began to tremble, and her
stiff face began to twitch.

"I also know who the person I was meeting is. Kadota is the chairman of the education committee, which is Miss Noriko's uncle."

Madam Chikako seemed unable to control herself and covered her face with her hands. Because the other party was so easily defeated,
Seizo and Noriko exchanged glances, seemingly surprised. After a while, the lady suddenly looked up, her
face showing no signs of crying.

"I understand. I won't interfere in your affairs anymore, and I'll tell my brother the same."

Every word was clear.

"You mean you don't want us to interfere in your affairs either?"

"Yes."

A blush appeared on her pale face.

"Mother-in-law, I want to separate from my husband. I can't stand my current life anymore."

Noriko began her offensive.

"That's unacceptable. You absolutely cannot agree to that."

"Why?"

"Because it will affect your reputation. Divorce is simply not allowed in families in the education field."

"Are you satisfied with just maintaining a beautiful appearance?"

"That's the tradition of our old family."

Mrs. Chikako's tone was firm. Even Kiyosan admired her attitude, but it also
fueled Kiyosan's resentment.

"You mean you can do whatever you want as long as the outside world doesn't know?"

Just as Mrs. Chikako hesitated for a moment without answering, Kiyosan stood up.

"Madam, we'll just have our fun quietly, without anyone else knowing. The principal is impotent, which
prevents your young body from satisfying its sexual desires, hence your affair with Kadota. But I sympathize with you."

Kiyoshi's lewd tone caused Madam Chikako to immediately stand up. At that moment, Kiyoshi grabbed her sleeve and pulled
hard .

"What are you trying to do?"

she cried, trying to shake off Kiyoshi's hand, but she lost her balance and fell onto the tea table, the teacup crashing
down with a loud thud. Kiyoshi straddled the struggling Madam, twisting her hands behind her back,
and took out handcuffs from his pocket, cuffing them. The cold metal handcuffs on her snow-white hands looked cruel.

"No, don't do this… why are you doing this…"

"Madam, it's something that's inconvenient for others to know."

Kiyoshi looked down at the Madam trying to break free of the handcuffs and removed her belt.

"Noriko, come help."

"Yes…"

Noriko hugged Madam's struggling legs from behind.

"Noriko, even you're doing this..."

"Mother-in-law, this is to keep our secret from others."

The lady struggled and cried out even louder. Kiyosan grabbed her collar from behind and pulled it down sharply,
exposing her back completely.

"No...no!"

"Noriko, tie Madam's legs to the table legs with rope, make sure they're spread apart."

Noriko spread Madam's legs apart, positioning her face as if she were lying face down on the long, narrow tea table, and secured her feet to the table legs
. After Kiyosan saw this clearly, he removed the handcuffs and tore Madam's clothes.

"Ah..."

Madam screamed, covering her face and chest with her freed hands, but her naked body seemed to be
thrusting out her full buttocks, straddling the tea table, writhing in shame, creating an even more lewd pattern.

"Spare me...don't do such cruel things..."

Madam Chikako's body was already red to her neck, but Kiyosan slapped her writhing buttocks without hesitation
.

"I won't do anything cruel, I'll bring you pleasure."

"No..."

Mrs. Chikako, her limbs no longer free, began to cry, emanating an indescribable fragrance. Her posture—with her buttocks raised

high

and legs spread wide, on all fours—was both comical and akin to an erotic painting.
Just she had been elegantly dressed, perfectly maintaining the dignity of the headmaster's wife; now, the resulting
composition appeared even more pitiful.

Yet, the sensual curves from her neck to her shoulders and then to her hips, reminiscent of a slender waist,
did not diminish her beauty in the slightest. Moreover, the contrast with her glossy black hair and her
porcelain- .

Kiyoshi and Noriko, witnessing this scene, were almost speechless.

"It's pathetic that the principal can't even get an erection despite seeing such a beautiful body. I'm even jealous,"

Noriko said.

"This body drains a man's energy. I understand Mr. Kadota's willingness to
risk rather than let go..."

The woman clenched her teeth, trying to suppress a sob. The two men walked to the woman's heels,
where a different view unfolded.

Between her full, firm, snow-white mounds, intricate colors and curves formed, unfolding into a beautiful picture.
Fine wrinkles formed beautiful buds, and further ahead, several layers of pink overlapped, forming beautiful petals
. Fine hairs grew from the sides, becoming denser as they rose, eventually covering the mounds.

"Don't look... please..."

the woman kept saying. As a woman, having her most private parts seen like this
made her buttocks and thighs tremble uncontrollably, as if to further humiliate her. Kiyosan's fingers
gently reached out.

"Ah, no..."

the woman arched her back.

"I didn't expect such a sensitive reaction. Bring me the ointment."

"Yes."

"No! What are you going to do..."

"I've told you so many times, I'm going to give you pleasure."

"Ah, no..." Kiyosan slapped her writhing buttocks with her left hand while applying ointment

squeezed out by Noriko with her right finger . 　　"Madam, it will feel very comfortable." 　　"Spare me..." 　　Overwhelmed by the unusual sensation of the ointment, Madam Chikako had forgotten everything and was writhing her buttocks, but Kiyosan ignored her and covered every part of her petals, the little fleshy mounds inside, and the cute buds with ointment. 　　"Stop, spare me... no more..." 　　Fear began to creep into the Madam's cries because the ointment made her mucous membranes itch , and the buds in her buttocks tightened, writhing even more violently, making it almost difficult for her to breathe. 　　"Itchy... so itchy..." 　　Although the Madam gritted her teeth, she couldn't help but say the embarrassing words, and her bound hands began to scratch the carpet . 　　"Oh..." 　　Her buttocks arched even higher as Qing San's fingers gently rubbed her clitoris. The ointment applied there took effect, softening the previously tightly closed clitoris and slightly opening it, revealing the pink inside. 　　"Ah, no... like this..." 　　Mrs. Zhixiang screamed, shaking her raised buttocks. 　　"Has Mr. Kadota never loved your anus? It seems very sensitive..." 　　Qing San smiled smugly, watching the beautiful petals begin to change color, the first drop of nectar flowing down the petals. The lady was still moaning, her breathing almost choked, repeatedly saying no as if in a dream, but it was no longer a sound of resistance, but a low moan of sexual pleasure. 　　"Ah... that will come out..." 　　"Hehe, it's starting to loosen, it's starting to loosen..." 　　Qing San inserted his index finger into the center of the already relaxed clitoris, and the lady's buttocks trembled as if shocked. 　　"Madam, it feels good, doesn't it..." 　　"No, no... Ah, I'm going crazy..." 　　"Madam, it's not that you're going crazy, it's that you're enjoying it, aren't you? Aren't you wiggling your buttocks?" 　　Kiyosan said, slapping her buttocks. 　　"Noriko, use the dildo on her front. I'll go over there, so when I do the same to her anus, you'll see a very nice scene, the principal's wife getting aroused." 　　"Don't stop all at once, do it slowly, make her keep screaming." 　　Noriko spat out a mouthful of saliva. 　　When the vibrating dildo was placed directly on her wet bud, Madam Chikako immediately let out a sharp scream, her head shaking from side to side. 　　"Noriko, please... spare me... ah..." 　　Her whole body was convulsing horribly, her hair was disheveled, and her cute chin was desperately thrusting forward. Kiyoshi took a picture of this scene, then went to the lady's head, grabbed her hair, and lifted her face up. " Mr. ... spare me..." 　　The lady looked at Kiyoshi with tears in her eyes. At this moment, when the dildo in Noriko's hand touched and twisted, it would emit a hoarse moan from her throat. 　　"Compared to what Mr. Kadota did, how is it? You're feeling pretty good now, aren't you..." 　　"Spare me... it's my fault... I apologize, please don't... ah..." 　　Frowning her beautiful brows, biting her lower lip, she desperately endured the pleasure coming from her lower body. At this moment, Mrs. 's expression had completely lost the dignity of a principal's wife, and was completely overwhelmed by physical pleasure. It was just the last struggle of a female. 　　Noriko's movements were skillful. The dildo in her hand avoided the pink, fleshy lips that seemed to be about to eat, their mouths open and dripping with moisture. She slowly teased the sensitive skin around them, while her fingers simultaneously inserted into her anus, as if enjoying the pressure of anal contractions. 　　"Ah...ah...ah!" 　　Mrs. Chika's cries grew more rapid, her eyebrows arching higher. Noriko immediately removed the dildo, and her previously raised chin suddenly drooped. 　　"I'll go crazy...ah..." 　　Mrs. Chika gasped, uttering embarrassed words. 　　"Grandma, is it comfortable?" 　　"Noriko...Noriko, please!" 　　"Uncle and I, who does it better?" 　　"This kind of thing..." 　　Kiyosan pulled down his trousers. 　　"Ah!..." 　　Mrs. Chika was slapped across the cheek by the penis that gushed from his trousers, almost blinding her. 　　"Answer Noriko's question quickly!" 　　Mrs. Chika stuck out her tongue from her relaxed lips, seemingly breathing in pain, but Kiyosan demanded without hesitation. 　　"It's...Noriko's...doing it well...so...hurry...give it to me..." 　　"Don't you feel embarrassed being made to feel so good by a girl?" 　　"But...ah...hurry up..."

Her hazy eyes began to follow the swaying penis before her, saliva dripping from her mouth in a white
line.

"Put this in your mouth, and I'll fill your hole down there..."

Kiyoshi seemed to deliberately stroke his own penis, and the lady, driven by lust, forgot everything.
She raised her head, closed her eyes, and opened her beautiful lips wide, tightly taking the penis in and sucking greedily
...

"Noriko, put it in her..."

As Kiyoshi finished speaking, he thrust his hips forward, pumping in and out of her mouth.

"Oh..."

A muffled sound came from her mouth, but because of the dildo in Noriko's hand, the sound couldn't be fully expelled from
her throat . This stimulation made the lady twist her body continuously, while spasming violently...

"Is she finished?"

Lady Chikako didn't even notice Kiyoshi looking down at her, her whole body undulating like waves,
while she uttered words that were incomprehensible.

"Ah...Mmm..."

The lady suddenly opened her eyes, her back, which had been sweating profusely, completely stiffened, her buttocks arched to their highest point, and
her labia, tightly gripping the dildo, twitched incessantly, emitting hoarse cries from her throat. Then, as if deflated, her
body went limp.

"Hmph, I've only just begun, you're really useless."

Qing San withdrew his penis from her powerless mouth. The lady seemed not even
to notice ; her naked body was still convulsing from the repeated surges of pleasure.

Ten minutes later...

Lady Chikako's hands and feet were no longer bound to the tea table, but her expression seemed not to have
recovered . At this moment, Qing San used rope to bind her hands behind her naked body, and also
bound her breasts with rope above and below, changing the shape of her breasts and making her nipples protrude. There was also a rope around her neck. Because shaking her head would be
painful , she dared not turn her face away, seemingly having completely submitted to Qing San's manipulation.

"Stand up and walk around..."

With Kiyosan pulling the rope, Mrs. Chikako could only sway and stagger. As she weakly tried to
squat down, Kiyosan smacked her buttocks with the end of the rope.

"You've never made love while tied to your own bed before, have you? Today I'm going to make you cry your heart out."

"Ah..." Mrs. Chikako sobbed as she walked unsteadily towards her bed

in the mirror-like hallway, her naked, white body reflected in it . 　　Behind her was Noriko, carrying a black leather bag. 　　　　　　　　　　-------------------------------------- 　　In April of the following year, Hamamoto Kiyosan was promoted to Dean of Students. Then, in the autumn of the same year, he married Noriko, who had already divorced. Because both the bride and groom were remarried, the ceremony was simple, but everything proceeded in a "harmonious" manner. 　　What kind of relationship Kiyosan had with Mrs. Chikako or Hiroko after his marriage remains unknown to outsiders! 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　—The End—

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