The Way of the Woman and the Way of the Dog

The bright sunshine bathed the earth, selflessly illuminating the bustling city. The dazzling golden light made it hard to believe it was a sunrise morning.

"Honey, it's your birthday today. I'll be waiting for you to come home! Take care." Twenty-five-year-old Masako, like any other housewife, prepared breakfast for her husband, Tasaki, early in the morning. After greeting him with a gentle smile, she began tidying the house.

To their neighbors, they were a warm and loving couple.

Those who knew Masako knew she was a virtuous and good wife. From a young age, her teachers praised her for her gentle and polite nature. A graduate of Tokyo University, her academic achievements were undeniable.

Masako was Tasaki's beautiful wife, married for only three months. She had a pair of pure and lovely eyes, a delicate and graceful face, and smooth, snow-white skin. Gentle and quiet, she was considerate and submissive to her husband. During her school days, she was the dream girl of all her male classmates.

To briefly summarize Masako's life, she comes from a modest family, is law-abiding, and has a harmonious marriage; her husband is successful in his career, and she is a virtuous and capable homemaker.

Tasaki is six years older than Masako and currently works for a medium-sized company. He knew of this beautiful junior from school but never dared to pursue her.

After entering the workforce, Tasaki met Masako at work and launched his pursuit. Although he had enough suitors to fill the entire office, he ultimately won her heart. Tasaki

has a virginity complex, so he paid someone to investigate Masako. According to his records, Masako had no romantic experience during her student days. Although she had many suitors after entering the workforce, her reserved nature prevented them from even shaking hands, let alone having sexual relations. This information was finally confirmed on their wedding night that she was still a virgin. Tasaki was very proud, believing himself to be her first man.

Of course, a wife as gentle and reserved as her would be quite demure and hesitant during sex in the bedroom. On their wedding night, Tasaki had to exert considerable effort. During their lovemaking, she kept her eyes closed, sweating profusely with nervousness; her shy expression was unforgettable. The problem was that her beautiful, private passage, due to tension, remained dry, preventing Tasaki's penis from penetrating.

After much effort, Tasaki finally broke through her tender, fleshy garden, becoming Masako's first man. Despite his wife's conservative nature, Tasaki wasn't unhappy at all. He preferred the extra effort to marrying a wanton, promiscuous woman.

Tasaki's colleagues all knew that his wife was a gentle and virtuous beauty, and since their marriage, their relationship had been excellent; they had never been heard arguing. Therefore, their colleagues all envied their life.

Tasaki entered his office and turned on his computer. "Hmm, someone sent an email. Oh! It's Mimi!" Mimi, whose full name is Matsushita Mimi, is Tasaki's younger sister, currently in junior high school.

It was a birthday card for Tasaki. After reading it, Tasaki couldn't help but smile. "My dear sister, you still remember it's your older brother's birthday today, hehe!" "What are you looking at? So happy?"

The person who asked the question was Yamada Kazuya, nicknamed "Big Fat Mountain." He and Tasaki's wife, Masako, were classmates in school. After graduating, they ended up here and were colleagues at the same company as Tasaki.

Big Fat Mountain smiled mischievously. "Tasaki, after work today, everyone is going to celebrate your birthday! You have to come!" Today was indeed Tasaki's birthday, and he had already made plans with his wife to spend this special day together. Therefore, he really wanted to refuse Yamada's invitation, but he was always indecisive. Although he wanted to refuse, he didn't know how to express it. Thus, half-heartedly, he was forced to go by Yamada.

Section (2)

In the evening, Tasaki came out of the company and went to the private room he had arranged to meet "Big Fat Mountain", but there was no one inside. It was really strange, since they had arranged to meet here! He was also thinking about his wife at home. Although he had dialed his phone several times to go home, no one answered, which made him a little uneasy.

After waiting for a while, no one came, so he simply sat down on the sofa, planning to go home if no one came after waiting a while.

Suddenly, he saw a small notebook on the coffee table. Out of boredom, he picked it up and looked at it. It turned out to be a diary signed by Masako. Wasn't that the name of his beloved wife? Although he was puzzled, he opened it out of curiosity. He was surprised to find that the gentle and virtuous Masako had a different life in private.

The beginning of the diary read:

I, "Masako", am an ordinary wife in front of my husband, but in places unknown to him, I am a lowly sadistic female slave.

About six months ago, on a day that turned out to be a nightmare for me, I met my neighbors, Ms. Kazuko and Mr. Sugino. From that day on, their tragic fate as a lowly female slave began.

Six months ago, I went out to buy something and went to the underground parking garage. When I tried to drive out, I accidentally hit a woman—Ms. Kazuko. I was terrified and immediately got out to check on her. Her husband, Mr. Sugino, arrived just then and took the injured Ms. Kazuko to the hospital.

Fortunately, she was alright, but an angry Mr. Sugino was terrifying. Although I apologized, I couldn't get their forgiveness.

Afterwards, I went to their house in person to beg for forgiveness. That night, I went to Mr. Sugino's house alone.

"Hmph! You deliberately hit someone with your car, do you think I'd forgive you?" Mr. Sugino said angrily.

Hearing this, I was confused: "I admit I didn't see clearly at the time. But that doesn't mean it was intentional. I apologize, but you shouldn't blame me. You suddenly ran into the driveway, which caused the accident." "Say that! I don't think you have any sincerity in apologizing." Mr. Sugino said with a dark face.

"Then how about I pay your medical expenses?"

"This kind of thing can't be solved with money!" Mr. Sugino said with a stern face: "Trying to shut someone up with money won't work. How about this! Let me make two cuts on your pretty face with a knife, that'll settle it, how about that?" "This..." Masako hesitated when she saw Sugino pull out the short knife in his hand.

"You did something wrong but showed no sincerity in apologizing, and you even tried to bribe me. This is utterly insulting. If you can genuinely repent, I'll forgive you; otherwise, I'll slash you twice. If you understand, then strip naked and apologize to me. To show your sincerity, you should say, 'Please feel free to take nude photos of me!'" "How can you ask me to say something like that..." Masako wanted to refuse, but seeing the dagger in Sugino's hand, she quickly changed her mind and said, "If you think my attitude is bad, I'm willing to apologize, but don't make me strip naked." However, Sugino held the dagger to Masako's face and said, "You bumped into my woman, and an apology is all it takes? If you won't take it off yourself, I'll do it for you!" With that, he plunged the dagger into her collar and slashed the collar of her shirt with a "whoosh.

" "Ah! I understand... I'll take it off... Please don't use violence..." Masako's lips trembled as she fearfully removed her slashed shirt.

Sugino's face flushed red, veins bulging on his forehead. Masako wondered if this man had lost his mind. If she resisted him, who knew what crazy things he might do? 'I just have to go along with him, quickly satisfy him, and then deal with it after we're safely out of here…' With this decision in mind, Masako stood up tremblingly, turned her back to Sugino, and took off her skirt, then pulled down her bra strap.

As Masako removed her pink panties and bra, if she hesitated even slightly, Sugino would pat her smooth, ivory-colored back lightly with the back of his short sword to urge her on. This scene, though shameful for a woman, was something she had to submit to when fear overwhelmed her shame.

Masako stripped naked and knelt down, apologizing for her unintentional mistake.

"Besides apologizing, what else do you have to say? If you don't say it clearly, your smooth back will have a few more bloody marks!" To intimidate her, Sugino lightly ran the tip of his short sword across her back. The

cold feeling of the short sword made Masako's face turn pale with fright, and her lips trembled as she uttered the sorrowful words: "To show my sincere apology... please feel free to take nude photos of me today!" It was late spring and early summer, but the night was still a bit chilly. However, for Masako, who was exposing her body in front of the camera lens, the intense shame made her feel no cold. Coupled with the threat of the murderous sword, she could not even cover her shameful lower body, and was forced into a nude posture with her right hand behind her head and her left hand on her buttocks.

At Sugino's command, she turned her beautiful face directly towards the camera. Perhaps due to shyness, her cheeks flushed, and her bashful pupils glanced sideways, not daring to look directly at the camera. Yet, this appearance also revealed another endearing shyness in her. Her

well-proportioned nude body at twenty-eight years old exuded the charm of a mature woman. Her breasts were full and raised, and her slender waist accentuated the fullness of her hips. The pubic hair on her fair thighs, though sparse, was neatly arranged in a black triangular forest. It did not cover the light pink vulva, but rather made the pink vulva appear and disappear, creating a mysterious and alluring scene. This elegant pubic hair was quite compatible with her virtuous temperament.

"Click! Click! Click!" The camera flashed rapidly, taking dozens of shots in a row.

"Although the pubic hair has a certain charm, it still looks out of place. Let's shave it off before taking the photos!" Sugino said with a sinister smile.

Seeing Sugino place the camera on the coffee table and retrieve a razor and lubricant from the room, Masako's beautiful face contorted with a mixture of fear and humiliation. "Haven't you taken enough embarrassing photos already? Please, spare me!" Masako pleaded.

"Well..." Sugino hesitated, "Then I won't take any more photos, but I want to take pictures." "No! Please, let me go..." "Damn it! Don't be so arrogant. After doing something like this, you think you can get away with it?" In his anger, Sugino pried open Masako's legs and roughly ripped off a tuft of pubic hair.

"Ah... no! Please don't use violence." Sugino's ferocious appearance terrified Masako, but her pleas only earned her more torture. "Ugh... spare me..." Masako's cries and tears transformed Sugino's sadistic tendencies into a surge of pleasure.

Sugino brandished a short knife in front of Masako, who looked terrified and stammered,

"Please...don't kill me..."

"Do as I say if you don't want to die!" Sugino lewdly said.

At the end of the diary, it was written: "In the end, I succumbed to Mr. Sugino's methods and became their slave, and was forced to make a vow of service.

Section (3)

Tasaki became more and more panicked as he looked. Suddenly, the TV wall in the private room turned on, and the content of the video on the TV was as follows (the following is in Masako's first person): I was stripped naked and forced to spread my legs, expose my private parts in front of the camera, and say the lines that I was supposed to say in advance.

I felt quite ashamed to be facing the camera, doing such a shameful thing and saying such words, but the knife was watching me intently. Although I was very unwilling, I still did as he asked.

"I... Masako... swear to become Master Sugino's... lowly domestic slave..." Following instructions, I inserted my fingers into my private parts, masturbating in front of the camera while reciting the lines: "Look... I'm a... um... lewd woman... ah..." Master Sugino pulled down his pants and demanded that I perform oral sex on him. Things had escalated to this point, and for someone who had already taken many shameful videos and photos, there was no turning back. My heart pounded, and perhaps because of this sense of humiliation, my body trembled uncontrollably.

Master Sugino seemed to possess a natural magic; although I knew it was wrong, and although I was extremely unwilling to do this, I still succumbed to his orders.

Faced with this unreasonable demand, my mind went blank, and my body instinctively obeyed the command. How could this be? I could not disobey Master Sugino's orders and could only express my dissatisfaction and resentment with tears and sobs. Finally, while giving Sugino a blowjob, I masturbated, ejaculating a large amount of vaginal fluid under the flash of the camera and the lens of the camera.

The camera stopped filming there, and the screen on the video wall suddenly went dark.

After watching the video, Tasaki buried his face in his hands. He couldn't believe it was real; for an honest office worker like him, it felt like a bolt from the blue. He panicked, not knowing what to do.

After a long while, he picked up the diary and flipped through it again, looking for what else had been written. He randomly turned to a page, which read: "

This morning, as usual, after seeing my husband off, I quickly finished my daily chores, such as cleaning and laundry. As I did the work of an ordinary housewife, I thought about the cruel discipline I would face after all the housework was done.

How would Kazuko and the Sugino couple torture me? What kind of sadistic methods would they use today?" A heavy heart made me furrow my brow, bracing myself for the sorrowful fate that lay ahead. The thought of it overwhelmed me, and I couldn't hold back my tears.

I wiped them away, desperately trying to suppress my grief, preparing to face my fate as a female slave.

Masako's attire today followed the instructions Sugino had given her last time. A deep red dog collar, secured with a chain and tied with a pure white bow, encircled her delicate neck. Her full breasts were lightly wrapped in a white silk scarf, making her pink nipples stand out prominently. She wore a thin, pink miniskirt, revealing her thighs as she walked.

Masako knelt before the main door, head bowed, hands clasped behind her back, quietly awaiting their arrival.

The sound of footsteps approached; Masako knew they had come.

As usual, the couple opened the door (which wasn't locked) as if they were returning to their own home.

Masako straightened her clothes, lowered her head, and loudly recited the greeting befitting a female slave: "Greetings!

Today, please continue to rigorously discipline this lowly domestic slave—[Masako]." After finishing the slave's greeting, she still kept her head down, staring at their feet. Sugino was wearing black leather shoes, Kazuko was wearing black high heels, and there was another pair of shoes behind them, indicating that there were three people present.

"Oh dear~~ Is this the simple and elegant Miss Masako? How could she have turned into such a lewd bitch? I'm truly astonished!" The voice sounded familiar to Masako, and she couldn't help but look up. Standing at the door were the Sugino couple and another obese man. This obese man was none other than "Yamada Kazuya," who had been pestering Masako since their school days, known as Big Fat Yama.

'How could it be him? It's that disgusting Yamada! The annoying guy who's been pursuing me since our school days.' Masako thought to herself, a look of disgust appearing on her face.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

"Who are you talking to? You look like an untrained bitch! Haven't you been punished enough?" Sugino said unhappily.

Kazuko grabbed Masako's long, terrified hair with one hand, and with the other, tore off a white silk scarf, forcefully squeezing Masako's mature breasts, scolding, "What kind of attitude is that?" "N-no...sorry...I won't do it again!" Kazuko cruelly dragged Masako, her female slave, into the living room. Sugino, watching from the side, said, "Women abusing other women, so ruthless!" Kazuko made Masako lie on the living room floor, using her exposed breasts as footrests. "Ah...no more, please spare me!" Masako's snow-white body trembled incessantly, her pained expression satisfying Kazuko. "This bitch is useless no matter what! She needs plenty of training today!" Kazuko laughed.

Saying that, Kazuko pulled on the chain on Masako's collar, leading her towards the living room.

Masako was being led to crawl on the floor, her white buttocks swaying from side to side as she crawled towards the living room, following her usual training… Seeing this, Tasaki angrily threw his diary away. He suddenly thought of Yamada; could this all be a setup by him to frame him?

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and a fat man pushed it open.

Yamada Kazuya laughed, “Why is our birthday girl here so early?” Tasaki angrily pointed at Yamada, “You… what did you do to Masako?” “Hehe… don’t get so angry, it’s bad for your health. I’m here to wish you a happy birthday; you can decide on the gift later!” Yamada picked up the remote and turned on the TV: “Hehe, come watch a good show!” The screen showed a small suite. The clanging of chains filled the air as Kazuko, pulling on the chains, led a naked woman crawling in. The woman crawling on the floor was none other than Masako.

Kazuko tugged on the chain, and Masako rose up, her hands clenched tightly, half-squatting, her two snow-white thighs spread wide, her pubic hair completely shaved, revealing her pink cleft. Her cheeks flushed red, her lips tightly pressed together, her humiliated eyes fixed on the ground, unable to meet Tasaki's gaze.

Kazuko kicked Masako's genitals hard with her high heels, angrily saying, "You lowly dog! Have you forgotten the greeting of a female slave again?" Masako struggled to her feet, pleading, "I... Masako... am... Master Sugino's... lowly domestic slave, and today... please discipline this lowly female slave, Masako, severely!" Kazuko made Masako kneel on all fours, then sat on Masako's naked back, one hand holding the chain, the other stroking Masako's hair, as if petting a dog.

Tasaki, his anger rising, couldn't contain himself and was about to rush forward, but was blocked by the much larger, fat man, Yamada.

"Yamada! It's you, isn't it? You're the one who did this!" Tasaki roared.

The fat man grabbed Tasaki and threw a punch. Tasaki took the blow, clutching his stomach and collapsing onto the sofa. Yamada scolded, "What's your rush? Check on how Sugino's business is going." Yamada pressed a few buttons on the remote, and the scene changed again. The scene showed a park, and there was Sugino. Beside him was a girl in a school uniform, who, upon closer inspection, appeared to be a junior high school girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Sugino said to her, "What's your attitude towards your master? Don't forget you already admitted that you're my pet dog!" "Yes... Master!" Her small voice was very soft.

"Say what you need to say to the camera."

The female student slowly raised her head, and Tasaki couldn't help but exclaim, "Mimi!" Mimi naturally unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her snow-white body, her tender, slightly protruding breasts, and sparse, messy pubic hair covering her private parts.

She took a blue collar from somewhere, fastened it around her slender neck, and then squatted on the ground, looking up at Sugino.

Mimi looked at the camera, her brows slightly furrowed, and her face flushed with embarrassment as she said, "Brother... Mimi is now Sugino's female dog." "Did you willingly become a female dog?" Sugino laughed.

"Yes! Master, it's Meimei... who voluntarily became your pet dog..." "Hehe! Very good, you should have heard what this bitch said herself." Sugino slapped Meimei's white and tender buttocks hard, making a crisp "smack!" sound: "Go!

Bitch, let everyone enjoy it."

Suddenly, many homeless men appeared around Meimei. Upon hearing this, Meimei ran to a homeless man's crotch like a dog, pulled down his pants, and then swallowed that ugly penis one after another.

The homeless men hadn't bathed in a long time, and their stench was unbearable, but Meimei seemed to enjoy it, helping each of them take turns giving oral sex. Those who hadn't had their turn couldn't resist and grabbed Meimei's breasts, biting and sucking them. Some people inserted their hands into Meimei's vagina, while others simply used her anus as a vulva. However, Meimei seemed to have never had anal sex before, and the man tried to penetrate her several times but the penetration slipped out, unable to reach her anus.

The scene suddenly shifted to Sugino, who said, "This female dog is almost fully trained. I plan to train her for a few more days before selling her to human traffickers!" Upon seeing this, Tasaki was overcome with rage. A dry cough caused him to vomit blood, and he collapsed to the ground, feeling dizzy. In his semi-conscious state, he seemed to see two naked female dogs being led out of the private room by Fatty Mountain. As Fatty Mountain left, he kept squeezing Masako's breasts.

Tasaki weakly murmured, "No...no..." He coughed violently again, spitting out another mouthful of blood, then closed his eyes, his fate unknown.

[The End]

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