Wakatsuki Kiyomi. The complete formula for slave training.

Wakazuki Kiyomi. Slave Training Equation

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Chapter 1 The Shame and Humiliation of the Beautiful Fiancée

1

In the spacious honeymoon suite of the XX Hotel, two men sat at the bar by the window, sipping watered whiskey, their eyes fixed on the center of the room. There, two women were undressing like strippers.

The mature woman with short hair, Hongo Yoshiko, seemed to enjoy being watched by the men, wiggling her hips so that her miniskirt fell to her feet. A black embroidered half-cup bra emphasized the cleavage of her snow-white breasts, and a black bikini bottom clung tightly to her full buttocks. Perhaps she attended a fitness salon; her beautiful body curves did not resemble those of a thirty-five-year-old woman.

The full curves from her shoulders to her buttocks revealed the flesh of a mature woman. A smile appeared on Yoshiko's lips as she looked at the men. Then she reached behind her back and took off her black bra. She bent over, swaying her protruding buttocks like a stripper, then pulled her black panties down to her feet. Her smooth, snow-white thighs, concealing her pubic hair with her hands, were exposed as she looked at Kiyomi Yumoto standing beside her.

Kiyomi, unlike Yoshiko, stood there with a bewildered expression, head bowed. Urged on by the men's gazes, she pulled down her suit jacket, her hand remaining still.

"What's wrong? You won't take it off yourself? I can help,"

said Tatsuharu Hongo, a fat man watching the striptease at the bar. Kiyomi looked up, her eyes pleading for help, at Yasuhisa Kano sitting next to Hongo.

Yasuhisa was Kiyomi's fiancé, and they were to marry in three months.

"Kiyomi, if you're too shy to undress in front of your future husband, I can be alone with you,"
Hongo laughed, his beer belly heaving violently from his bathrobe. Kiyomi hesitated again. Then, as if having a sudden realization, she looked up. With her back to the two men, Kiyomi unbuttoned her shirt one button at a time. As she took off her shirt, the straps of a white bra were visible behind her snow-white back. After removing her top and placing it on the bed, she nervously took off her skirt. Kiyomi

looked at the man again. When Hongo gestured with his chin, urging her to hurry up and undress, Kiyomi bent down and took off her pantyhose. Now, Kiyomi was only wearing a white bra and panties. Seeing Kiyomi standing still again, Hongo said loudly,

"Kiyomi, why don't you turn around and let me see your body?"

Kiyomi slowly turned her body, lowered her head shyly, crossed her arms over her chest, and squeezed her long legs together.

"Oh..." Hongo exclaimed in admiration, gazing at the beautiful body.

Hongo was the manager of the food department at XX General Trading Company. Kiyomi had joined the company two years ago, and since then, Hongo had always wanted to get his hands on her. Kiyomi's body was indeed as Hongo had guessed—beautiful without a single flaw. The thought of his subordinate Kano holding such a body in his arms every day filled Hongo with envy and jealousy, causing his blood pressure to rise. When excited, he turned into a sadist—that was Hongo's personality.

"Such a beautiful body! Hehe, is it because you drink Kano's male hormones every night?"

Hearing such lewd words, Kiyomi glared angrily, then looked at Kano with confusion.

"Kano, you're so lucky to have sex with such a good person every night."

Hongo gently patted Kano's shoulder, his eyes gleaming lustfully at Kiyomi's white panties.

"Honey, you can't torture Kiyomi like this, she'll hate you even more." Yoshiko,

standing naked beside him, gently put her arm around Kiyomi's shoulder.

"You're right, if she hates me more, she won't sleep with me anymore. I'm sorry, Kiyomi."
Hongo was just going through the motions. This was a game where the department head and his wife, along with his subordinate and his fiancée, were exchanging female partners.
"Kiyomi, he's already apologized, please forgive him. Look, I'm all naked. Actually, I'm embarrassed too, don't leave me feeling bad alone. Let me help you." He

said, placing his hand on Kiyomi's shoulder. "No, no need, I'll take it off myself." Kiyomi replied softly, then resolutely reached behind her back to unhook the hooks. Even in front of Yasuhisa, being naked was embarrassing, but now the Hongo couple were watching, and a strong sense of shame made Kiyomi's whole body burn. All of this was for Yasuhisa. If she could endure one night of humiliation, Yasuhisa wouldn't be demoted and could still get the section chief position. Yasuhisa worked in the food department, while Kiyomi worked in the general affairs department. Yasuhisa's boss was Hongo Ritsuharu, who, according to company custom, had already served as the officiant at his wedding. Several weeks ago, Yasuhisa said, "The Hongo couple want to play a couple-swapping game with us." At first, Kiyomi thought she had misheard. But after hearing Yasuhisa's explanation, she knew it wasn't a joke. It seems Hongo had noticed Kiyomi long ago, and upon hearing that she was going to marry one of his subordinates, he harbored wicked thoughts. At this time, news broke that Yasuhisa was being promoted to section chief, and Hongo offered to recommend him as a condition for Yasuhisa agreeing to a couple-swapping game. Hongo had this hobby and was a member of a couple-swapping club. If Hongo were just a simple superior, Kiyomi could refuse, but Hongo was very skilled at expanding food exports; it was said even the chairman had to give him some leeway. Hongo was known for his political maneuvering, and if things didn't go his way, he would shift the blame onto his subordinates. Kiyomi knew of several people who had been demoted. Therefore, Kiyomi was confused. She loved Kano Yasuhisa deeply and even believed that marrying him was her destiny. Yasuhisa said, "Never mind, I shouldn't have told you about this. Being sent to the countryside is fine, as long as I can be with you." Kiyomi was deeply moved. After some agonizing, Kiyomi agreed, on the condition that it would only be this once. If she could just endure it one more time, Yasuhisa could become the class monitor and live a life full of hope, so Kiyomi reluctantly agreed. (She had to endure it, just one more night.) Kiyomi told herself, unhooking her bra. Yoshiko reached out and took the bra. Kiyomi immediately crossed her arms over her chest. (Ah...don't look! Don't look at me with those wicked eyes!) Kiyomi's father was an educator, and she had a strict upbringing. She attended a prestigious all-girls high school and university. Therefore, she had never dated a man. Hongo's gaze lingered on Kiyomi like a venomous snake, making her feel a chill. "Kiyomi, you only have your panties left," Yoshiko urged. (Take them off...this is for Yasuhisa.) Kiyomi told herself, but panties were different from other clothes; they were the last line of defense. Taking them off would expose a woman's most private parts. Thinking of this, she hesitated. Kiyomi looked at Yasuhisa with pleading eyes. Even in form, she hoped Yasuhisa would say, "Leave me alone, don't do this!" However, Kiyomi's expectations were dashed. Not only that, Kiyomi could also see that Yasuhisa was excited. From his eyes, she knew he already had a strong sexual desire. At this moment, Hongo seemed impatient and said, "Don't want to take your clothes off? There's no way around it. Let's cancel tonight's plans. If you can't take your clothes off, there's no point in talking about partner swapping." Seeing Hongo about to stand up, Kiyomi hurriedly said, "Ah..." " What is it?" "Take...I'll take them off." "What are you going to take off?"

"Three...panties." Kiyomi's face turned even redder.

"That's good." Hongo smiled, then thought for a moment and said,

"But you've been taking too long. You have to be punished. You have to take them off like a stripper, swaying your hips lasciviously, in a way that entices men."

The excessively vulgar words made Kiyomi waver again.

"I'm sorry, Kiyomi, my husband is rather low-class. You have to forgive him. However, before we swap partners, we must look at each other naked to reduce shame and increase boldness. Since we're going to do this, we should be in a good mood. Come on, take off your panties with the intention of enticeing men. Everyone has a tendency to be lustful to some extent, so take them out."

Kiyomi was a little unconvinced, but she couldn't argue.

"I...I'll take them off. Please dim the lights." Kiyomi pleaded softly.

"Okay, but you have to take them off as I say."

Hongo finished speaking and gave Yoshiko a look of agreement. Yoshiko turned the switch, leaving only a dim light. In this way, Kiyomi's fair naked body was even more prominent.

Kiyomi nervously lowered her hands from her chest and reached for her panties.

"Why aren't you pulling down your panties while wiggling your butt?" Hongo raised his voice.

(Ah... I'm so embarrassed... Don't look...)

Kiyomi had no choice but to obey Hongo and wiggle her butt from side to side. Just a slight wiggle filled her with despair. Suppressing the urge to escape, she pulled down her panties. The panties flipped over and stopped at the intersection of her thighs. Kiyomi involuntarily covered her pubic hair with one hand.

"Take your hand away!"

Kiyomi shook her head.

"You won't? Then turn your butt around and wiggle it."

"This... I can't do it!"

"Or show me your vulva. Choose one, you decide."

Kiyomi thought for a moment, then slowly turned her body, her buttocks facing the man.

"You chose to wiggle your butt? Okay, I'll teach you how." Hongo smiled with satisfaction and said, "You need to stick your butt out and put your hands on your knees."

Kiyomi bent over and slowly pushed her buttocks towards the man.

"You also need to spread your legs apart and make circles with your buttocks."

Kiyomi had no choice but to endure the humiliation, gritting her teeth as she spread her legs. The panties that had fallen to her knees were stretched to their maximum extent. As Hongo demanded, she placed her hands on her knees and slowly rotated her buttocks.

(Ah... I actually did such a shameless thing.)

After wiggling her buttocks, Kiyomi felt like she had really become a stripper. The intense shame made her body break out in a cold sweat.

"Great, Kano, you've never seen her like this

before, have you?" Hearing Hongo say this, Yasuhisa remained silent.

(Ah... Yasuhisa, don't look...)

Kiyomi trembled all over, but her body felt like it was on fire. Kiyomi desperately tried to endure and continued to wiggle her buttocks.
"I can't take it anymore... please spare me."

Kiyomi finally couldn't bear it anymore, pulled her buttocks back, and covered herself with her hands.

Hongo gave Yoshiko another look. Yoshiko knew what her husband meant, walked in front of Kiyomi, and lifted her face with both hands.

"Hehe, you look so cute. Kiyomi, men love seeing women with this resentful expression."
Yoshiko said, then put her arm around Kiyomi and led her to the bed.

3

"I know you feel uneasy; I felt the same way back then. I know you dislike men like my husband; I've had many similar experiences in the past."

Yoshiko whispered in Kiyomi's ear. She helped Kiyomi lie down on the king-size bed.

"Do...do you feel happy doing this?" Kiyomi asked softly.

"I believe that listening to my husband and playing the role of a good wife brings happiness. Maybe I'm too old-fashioned, but you understand, right?"

Kiyomi nodded gently. Kiyomi

disagreed with Yoshiko's statement, not believing that Yasuhisa wanted his fiancée to sleep with the department head. But as long as she sacrificed herself, Yasuhisa could be promoted, and his future would be secure; only this thought sustained Kiyomi.

Yoshiko's hands began to caress Kiyomi's body.

"Ah...don't do this!"

Kiyomi grabbed Yoshiko's wrist and pleaded. Receiving same-sex caresses wasn't a first for her. She had heard of homosexuality, but never imagined she would become a witness herself.

"Your breasts are beautiful, soft and elastic like a ball, I really envy them."

Yoshiko, perhaps also having lesbian tendencies, continued to caress Kiyomi. Then she rubbed her nipples with her fingers.

"Ah!..." Kiyomi raised her chin, her whole body trembling. It was like a chilling sensation sweeping across her back.

(The other person was a woman, she couldn't feel pleasure from such a perverted thing.)

Feeling tense at the hand that continued to caress her, Kiyomi reached out to push Yoshiko's hand away, but the woman's skillful caresses, which knew women's bodies best, rendered her outstretched arm completely powerless.

"Hehe, you're so sensitive. Did your fiancé train you?"

"How could that be..." "

It's okay, this is the most passionate time, and it's the time when you want to have sex every day. Hehe..."
Yoshiko gave a seductive smile and kissed her nipple. The continuous woodpecker-like kisses made the pink nipple noticeably erect, and it shone with an obscene sheen from the saliva.

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

"It's okay to feel pleasure, just be honest with your body,"

Yoshiko whispered, then rubbed her red lips against her nipple before swallowing it. At the same time, she subtly pressed down on the other breast.

"Uh...ah...uh..."

Kiyomi let out intermittent moans. On one hand, she couldn't believe she'd been brought to orgasm by a woman. If the other person were the club president, she probably wouldn't have acted this way. Kiyomi had some feelings for Yoshiko. The sexual flame that had sprouted deep within her body gradually expanded.

Yoshiko reached out and pulled down the panties wrapped around Kiyomi's legs.

"Such beautiful pubic hair, oh dear, wasn't it all wet?"

Seeing the glossy, neat pubic hair, Yoshiko smiled slightly, then squeezed her body between Kiyomi's legs. While rubbing her thighs together, she observed Kiyomi's expression and kneaded her smooth, full breasts. Kiyomi's expression changed, her breathing became rapid, her lips parted slightly, then clenched tightly.

"Hehehe, these lips smell so good, let me kiss them."

Yoshiko pressed down on Kiyomi, kissing her red lips.

"Mmm...no..."

Yoshiko chased after the escaping lips, caressing them with her tongue, kissing them from all angles in a woodpecker-like manner. When she pressed her lips against Kiyomi's red lips and sucked, the resistance completely disappeared from Kiyomi's body.

Yoshiko took the opportunity to use the tip of her tongue to pry open Kiyomi's mouth and slip inside. She wrapped her tongue around the escaping tongue. Kiyomi's body trembled slightly as she gently sucked, then she became completely exhausted. At some point, Hongo and Yasuhisa came to the bedside. The front of their robes bulged as they watched the two women's lesbian show. Soon after, Yoshiko raised her head, her eyes gleaming with a bewitching light.

"Almost ready, gentlemen."

Yoshiko said, then left Kiyomi's body.

"Very good, this time I'll pamper her."

Hongo, his robe open, hurriedly got into bed and lay down next to Kiyomi. During their swapping games, Hongo often had his partner caress the other woman first. Perhaps Yoshiko possessed a lesbian quality, but she always managed to arouse a strong sexual desire in her partner's woman.

Kiyomi's black hair cascaded over her face, her eyes gently closed, her cheeks flushed, emanating a unique, sensual fragrance. She seemed to be under hypnosis, entering a state of unconsciousness.

Hongo stroked Kiyomi's shoulders, tracing the curves of her body.

"Ah! No!"

Kiyomi twisted her body, trying to escape, but then suddenly seemed to wake up, shaking her head with a tearful expression.
"Hehe, are you worried about Kano?"

Hongo nodded to Yoshiko. Yoshiko nodded in return, then led Kano, who was standing by the bed, to the next bed, made him sit down, and pulled open the front of his bathrobe.

"Oh! Really, it's gotten like this."

Yoshiko made a pleased sound, Kano's penis fully erect. A brownish shaft protruded from the thicket of hair.
"Hehehe, are you excited to see your fiancée about to be embraced by my husband? It's okay, all men are a little perverted like this."

Yoshiko grasped the erect penis and kissed the glans. Then she put the lubricated glans into her mouth.

4

Kiyomi could hardly believe what was happening before her eyes. The minister's wife pressed her face against the thigh of the man she loved, watching the saliva-covered penis going in and out of her red lips, and Yasuhisa's penis was magnificently erect.

(Ah... Yasuhisa... don't let other women do that kind of thing...)

She knew that this kind of thing would happen after participating in the couple swapping program, but facing it in reality was still a huge shock.
"Kiyomi, doesn't your husband look very comfortable? My wife is also happily wiggling her butt. Hehe, do you understand? People are all lustful, regardless of gender, Kiyomi, you are no exception."

Hongo whispered in Kiyomi's ear, brushing aside her black hair and blowing air into her ear canal. Kiyomi's weakness was her ears; caressing her ears would cause a sweet shiver. Whether Hongo was aware of the situation or not, he continued to blow air into her ear and suck on her earlobe.

"Ah..."

The tickling sensation combined with the sweet stimulation made Kiyomi's body tremble involuntarily.

"How can we let them both have their fun? Let's enjoy it too."

Hongo subtly curled his tongue and invaded Kiyomi's ear canal.

(No! No...)

Kiyomi screamed inwardly, her body trembling, her hair standing on end. Large fingers reached for her breasts, and as Kiyomi tried to protect them, Hongo seized the opportunity to squeeze his hand between her legs.

"Please... don't do this..."

Kiyomi pleaded softly, pressing down on the captain's arm. But Hongo's caresses were forceful; his fingers skillfully caught her sensitive clitoris, which began to vibrate slightly. Kiyomi realized her legs were loose and quickly squeezed them together. As the man's fingers skillfully rubbed the gap between her petals, Kiyomi let out a moan and covered her face with her hands.
Kiyomi didn't want to appear lewd in front of her fiancé, but her body, already aroused by Yoshiko's touch, was now responding to the caresses of someone she disliked. Her hand slid between her relaxed thighs, and the instant she smelled the alcohol, her mouth was taken.

(Ah…no…Yasuhisa, save me…)

Kiyomi screamed inwardly, forcefully turning her head to resist the invading tongue. In that instant, Kiyomi let out a low moan, her legs hardening as large fingers penetrated her core.

"Ah…"

Kiyomi involuntarily opened her mouth. Hongo seized the opportunity to insert his tongue, entwining it with Kiyomi's. Her tongue was forced into his mouth, and as he sucked, Kiyomi's body completely lost its strength. Large fingers stirred within her vulva, and her already wet opening instinctively clenched around the invading fingers. Unconsciously, her buttocks arched upwards.

As her breasts were rubbed and her nipples played with, Kiyomi unconsciously emitted sounds of pleasure.
"Oh...uh..."

Kiyomi tilted her chin back, letting out a soft moan as she hugged Hongo's head tightly.

"Now, you lick mine. But mine is a little different from Kano's."

Hongo confidently removed his robe. Kiyomi gasped when she saw the erect thing between her legs. A long, fleshy penis, like a French sausage, was bulging everywhere.

"Scared? It's inlaid with more than twenty silicone blocks."

Seeing its ugly appearance, Kiyomi couldn't help but turn her face away.

(I have to lick something like this?)

Completely different from Yasuhisa's penis, the fear left Kiyomi bewildered.

"It's not a couples-swapping arrangement unless you swallow a man's thing. Understand?" Hongo grabbed Kiyomi's hair and whispered in her ear.

"You know, this is related to Kano's promotion. If you can't do it, it's okay to go back now."

(This is the kind of person who uses his subordinates' promotions as leverage. A casual response won't satisfy this kind of person.)

Only now did Kiyomi realize that she had taken the couples-swapping arrangement too lightly.

"So, want to lick it now?"

Kiyomi bit her lip, pressed for an answer.

"As expected of a company employee, you understand the situation quickly."

Taking Kiyomi's silence as an agreement, Hongo pulled Kiyomi's head towards him. Kiyomi tentatively reached out and grasped the brown penis with both hands. As if waiting for this moment, the penis throbbed violently.

(Ah! No…)

Because it was so ugly, she couldn't help but let go, and immediately heard Hongo's groan.

(If I just endure tonight, I'll have a happy life afterward.)

Kiyomi convinced herself, then reached out and grasped the penis again, opening her mouth. Enduring a fishy smell, she swallowed the glans, which was much larger than Yasuhisa's.

(Why are men's things so different…)

She opened her mouth so wide it was almost dislocated before swallowing the glans. At that moment, an unprecedented feeling of ecstasy welled up from deep within her body.

(Ah! How strange. Why do I feel this way…)

She hesitated for a moment before hearing Hongo's reprimand. Forced to comply with Honjo's request, she rubbed his penis with her hands while shaking her head, moving the glans in and out of her mouth. The silicone implanted under her skin gave Kiyomi a strange sensation. This unusual sensation also gave Kiyomi an unprecedented excitement.

"Hehe, very good, did Kano teach you?"

Insulted, she stopped her mouth movements, but was urged again. This time, she removed her hands and only used her mouth to swallow the penis to the base. An unusual sensation arose in her mouth, and Kiyomi suddenly realized that she was experiencing a sense of intoxication.
(No! Yasuhisa is watching...)

Kiyomi desperately tried to regain her senses.

5

Kano was caught in a wave of angry emotions. The woman he loved most, whom he was to marry three months later, was sucking his boss's penis. Seeing that, his mind was burning like a fire.

Kano had no evil thoughts in his love for Kiyomi; he loved her to the extreme. If he were with Kiyomi, he would not mind even falling into hell. Now Kiyomi was about to be penetrated by another man, but for some reason, Kano felt an unprecedented excitement.

"Shouldn't we be ready by now?"

Yoshiko, with a seductive look in her eyes, pulled Kano's hand to the bed. She lay down beside him, then moved her face to his lower abdomen, sucking with the skillful tongue of a mature woman. His erect penis grew even harder.

"Kano, don't just look at Kano. Give me some of your love, okay?"

Yoshiko, exuding mature womanly sensuality, pressed her breasts against Kano's genitals, rubbing them together.

"Start from below." Yoshiko lay down, her eyes alluring with moisture.

"Give it to me, I can't hold back anymore."

Yoshiko parted her legs, grasping his penis. Guided by Yoshiko, Kano inserted his mature penis into her vagina, the melting walls of her vagina tightly enveloping it like a mushy tomato, drawing it in.

"Ah...okay..."

"Kano's so hard...can you move a little?"

Yoshiko actively wiggled her hips, her vagina rhythmically tightening around his penis. But Kano's gaze remained fixed on his fiancée. On the bed next to each other, only a meter apart, Hongo had just pulled his penis out of Kiyomi's mouth. Coated in saliva, the penis, with its prominent silicone, looked even more menacing.

(That huge thing is about to penetrate Kiyomi. Ah… Kiyomi…)

A shiver of both sadism and being sadistic swept through Kano's heart. Under Kano's watchful eye, Hongo pushed Kiyomi down onto the bed. Perhaps to get a clearer view of the point of penetration, he hoisted Kiyomi's legs onto his shoulders, assuming a thrusting position.

Kano saw his fiancée's vulva, about to be penetrated, the petals, played with by his fingers, tragically swollen, revealing the bright red mucous membrane inside.

(Ah… Kiyomi's mouth says no, but her vulva is wet and yearning for the head's thing, what a wanton woman, yet her expression is so innocent, will any man do it?)

Jealousy, resentment, excitement—various emotions swirled within Kano's heart.

(No! No!) Kano screamed inwardly.

"Ouch!"

Kiyomi screamed, frantically shifting her buttocks. But Hongo held Kiyomi's legs tightly, his massive body pressing down, his glans searching for the entrance to her vagina. He quickly found the narrow opening, his penis rolling into her labia as he entered.

"Oh! Ugh..." Kiyomi arched her back, moaning.

Hongo began thrusting, the sound of wetness splashing filling the air.

(Ah... Kiyomi... Kiyomi...)

Kano cried out inwardly, a surge of intense lust rising within him, like a burning desire coursing through his veins, his penis pounding into Yoshiko's slit in rhythm with Hongo's thrusts.

"Ah... good... yours is so good... my vagina is melting."

Yoshiko moaned, her legs wrapped around Kano's waist, pulling hard on his waist as if urging him to thrust even harder. As if aroused by Yoshiko's voice, Kiyomi also let out a soft moan.

"Ugh...ah...no...ah..."

Pressed down by his obese body, Kiyomi let out soft moans.

"It's still early, this is just the beginning."

Hongo reached out and hugged Kiyomi's back, lifting her up to a face-to-face sitting position. They were probably deeply joined. Kiyomi clung to Hongo's neck as if in pain.

"Oh...oh...oh..."

Each time he penetrated, Kiyomi let out a whimper that was intensely stimulating to the listener, causing her glossy black hair to fly wildly. The scene, like Beauty and the Beast, also aroused Kano's lust, generating an indescribable excitement.

At this moment, Hongo whispered something in Kiyomi's ear; all that was seen was Kiyomi shaking her head vigorously. Hongo repeated it again, then left Kiyomi's body and lay back on the bed.

"Put it in, you have to use your hand to put it in yourself."

Kiyomi lowered her head shyly, awkwardly straddling the man's waist.

"Put it in, faster!"

Urged on, Kiyomi looked at her fiancé with a sorrowful expression. Kano was speechless, his heart filled with intense turmoil. On one hand, she hoped it wouldn't happen, but on the other hand, she had the desire to keep watching.

Kiyomi wore a sorrowful expression, nervously gripping the thick, hard penis, adjusting the angle, closing her eyes tightly, gritting her teeth, and slowly lowering her buttocks.

"Ah!" Just as the glans reached the entrance of her vagina, Kiyomi panicked and lifted her buttocks.

"If you're any slower, I'm going to insert it into your asshole."

Threatened by Hongo, Kiyomi had no choice but to lower her buttocks, and Yasuhisa watched as the massive penis slowly disappeared into her vagina.

"Ah...uh..."

When the huge penis was fully inside, Kiyomi raised her chin, letting out a groan, and placed her hands on Hongo's chest to support her almost collapsing body. Frowning, biting her lip, she slightly lifted her buttocks and then lowered them again.

"You have to move harder, you can't stop until it comes out."

Kiyomi gradually increased the distance of her hip movements, rotating her buttocks around the penis inserted into her vagina.

"Ah...uh...ah..."

Yasuhisa heard the wanton cries of his beloved woman. Her slender waist twisted wildly, a sight almost unrecognizable compared to the demure Kiyomi she always appeared to be during sex with Yasuhisa. This was, in fact, the womanly nature hidden within Kiyomi.

Yasuhisa, in truth, possessed sadistic tendencies, though he rarely expressed them in reality. The desire he craved was now being fulfilled by Hongo. In this situation, Kiyomi revealed a wanton side never before shown to Yasuhisa.

If Kiyomi were truly this wanton, Yasuhisa wouldn't be so excited; it was precisely because Kiyomi was almost obsessively timid about sex that this sight aroused him abnormally. Kiyomi
's breathing grew increasingly rapid, as if something else was floating above her from the waist down, as she violently twisted her hips.

(Kiyomi, is the captain's penis really that good?)

Yasuhisa, of course, continued thrusting, eliciting sounds of pleasure from Yoshiko, but his eyes remained fixed on his fiancée. Yasuhisa's gaze met Hongo's. Hongo grinned smugly at Kiyomi and said,

"Kiyomi, Kano's watching you, and he looks like he can't take it anymore."

Kiyomi, hearing these deliberately torturous words, suddenly stopped wriggling her hips.

"Ah...don't look...don't look..."

She lowered her head, her black hair swaying, sweat beading on her snow-white naked body as she straddled the man's waist. Yasuhisa's head nearly exploded at the sight.

"Kiyomi, something's not right. You keep saying you don't want to look, but your vagina keeps tightening around my penis. Actually, you're more horny than you think. Just ejaculate in front of your fiancé."

Hongo thrust upwards like a machine gun.

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

Kiyomi's hips bounced up and down, forcing her to hug Hongo's fat belly. After a few more thrusts, Kiyomi's hands couldn't support her body, and she collapsed onto Hongo's chest. Hongo continued thrusting. Kiyomi's hips tightened with Hongo's movements, indicating that she wanted to reach orgasm.

(Ah… Kiyomi, so this is the kind of lewd woman you are.)

Harnessed by Yoshiko's tight grip, Yasuhisa experienced both heaven and hell simultaneously.

At that moment, Hongo suddenly stopped.

"Ah…" A pleading moan escaped Kiyomi's lips.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah…"

Kiyomi looked up at Hongo. Her beautiful face was pressed against her messy hair, and she looked excited.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"Ah... I can't say..."

"Is it because you're embarrassed in front of Kano? Then stay like this, okay?"

Kiyomi didn't know what to do, and looked confused, but she seemed unable to resist the demands of her body and began to wiggle her hips.

"Why are you wiggling your hips so lewdly? You want it, don't you? You want to be thrust into your vagina, don't you?"
Kiyomi looked unwilling and bit her lip, but she still straddled the man, wiggling her hips based on instinct.

"Okay, here you go!"

Hongo got up and changed positions. With their genitals still joined, he twisted Kiyomi's body and adopted a rear-entry position. He made Kiyomi get on all fours, raised her hips high, and thrust deeply inside.

"Ahhh... Ugh..."

Kiyomi let out a sobbing moan, as if she couldn't bear the pleasure, and her black hair flew wildly.

"Ah... Kiyomi...you're so sexy. I'd do anything for you."

Seeing this, Kano felt a perverse sadistic urge and thrust fiercely into Yoshiko's vagina. In Kano's mind, Yoshiko and Kiyomi overlapped. Through his hazy vision, he saw his beloved woman's excited appearance. Her black hair flew wildly as she was violently thrust into, her sagging breasts swaying incessantly. The huge penis, inlaid with silicone, made a "splashing" sound as it entered and exited Kiyomi's narrow vagina.

"Ah...ah...uh...ah..."

Kiyomi's head bobbed up and down, and soon she finally let out an excited moan, her brow furrowing as she leaned back. Yasuhisa knew that this was a sign that Kiyomi was about to reach her climax.

"Come on! Come out under Kano's watchful eye!"

Hearing Hongo's words, Kiyomi turned to look at Yasuhisa, her disheveled hair plastered to her face, her eyes seemingly misty, radiating the light of a woman about to reach climax.

"Ah... Yasuhisa... I'm sorry..." Kiyomi suddenly raised her head, her tightly closed mouth slightly opening.
"That's right, Kano will be very happy. You can do it now!"

Hongo's eyes, gleaming with a sadistic light, intensified his thrusting.

"Ugh... Oh... Oh..."

Hearing Kiyomi's increasingly excited moans, Yasuhisa began his final sprint, as if he were having sex with Kiyomi.

(Kiyomi! Cum!) Yasuhisa shouted inwardly.

As if hearing this sound, Kiyomi gripped the sheets, arched her sweaty back, and tightened her raised buttocks.

"Ah... No... Hmm... Ugh..."

Kiyomi's body suddenly contracted, and she abruptly raised her head, as if she had just reached climax and then collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. At this moment, Yasuhisa also made his final attack on Yoshiko.

"Oh! Kiyomi!"

Yasuhisa's desire erupted inside Yoshiko.

6

Three months later, Kano and Kiyomi held their wedding ceremony and banquet at a hotel. The bride and groom sat at a table decorated with various flowers. Wearing a white wedding dress, Kiyomi was as pure and beautiful as her name suggested. Seated beside them were the officiating couple, Mr. and Mrs. Hongo.

Hongo stood up to give a speech, pulling out a prepared script from his pocket and beginning a long, rambling address.

"Today's bride, Ms. Kiyomi, is an outstanding young woman, a graduate of XXX University. Not only is she intelligent, but she is also beautiful, and the most beautiful flower in our company..."

Hearing Hongo's speech, Kiyomi felt even more depressed. Since the couple-swapping arrangement began, she had been summoned to hotels more than once; the promise of "only once" had been broken, and her body had been manipulated by Hongo. Now, with the Hongo couple as officiants, it was as if they were declaring that this relationship would continue.

Hongo seemed to have even joined a couple-swapping social club, planning to bring Yasuhisa and Kiyomi along.

(What if these guests knew our secret...)

This sudden thought sent a chill down Kiyomi's spine. Yasuhisa, probably unaware of Kiyomi's feelings, smiled at her. Seeing Yasuhisa's happy expression, Kiyomi felt much better.

After Hongo finished his speech, he sat down and gave Kiyomi a meaningful smile. Kiyomi nervously lowered her head, because that smile reminded her of Hongo in bed. Tears streamed down Kiyomi's face, but only four people knew the real reason for the bride's tears.

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