It was too late for Hana Ren and Shion to be wise people who submitted to circumstances now.
Aoi, inside the wardrobe, almost laughed out loud. Still talking about being a wise person who submits to circumstances, now you know fear?
Fuck her! Fuck her hard!
Thinking of this, Aoi's spirits soared.
Outside the wardrobe, Hana Ren subconsciously glanced in the direction of the wardrobe. If they weren't there, Hana Ren would have decisively chickened out, but they happened to be there.
Hana Ren merely glanced before retracting her gaze, looking uneasily at Ito. Although Ito's level, far exceeding the training aids, made Hana Ren's heart pound, she couldn't back down! Aoi and Rika were still watching, no matter what, she couldn't back down!
Even if she died, she had to die with dignity!
Ito's gaze moved back and forth between the two of them, then he feigned a sorrowful, belated realization and turned the tables.
"You came for me today, didn't you? Aoi having something to do today was also arranged by you, right!? No wonder… I thought my charm had grown so much, turns out it was all an act."
"No… it's not like that." Hana Ren shook her head, wanting to explain, but looking at Ito's disappointed gaze, Hana Ren inexplicably felt a pang in her heart.
Ito pulled Hana Ren onto his lap.
He raised his hand and, through a layer of pure white underwear, firmly smacked her fair, perky buttocks.
Slap~
A crisp sound. The plump buttock flesh rippled under the palm's strike, and the wave of flesh only disappeared at her slender waist, which had no excess fat.
"Ugh!!!!"
Hana Ren trembled all over. It wasn't how hard Ito hit; no one had ever hit her like that before!
An unfamiliar shiver ran up her spine, straight to her brain.
"Hmph… You still want me to say Aoi is a sow? Even if Aoi is a sow, she's my favorite sow!" Ito said righteously. "Compared to the reserved Aoi, you, who are rushing to get into bed after just meeting for the first time, are the sow!"
Slap!
After speaking, Ito slapped Hana Ren's butt again.
Aoi, in the wardrobe, wanted to speak but hesitated. For a moment, she didn't know what expression to make. Although he was speaking up for her, why did it sound so strange!? What the hell is a sow!? She wasn't a sow!
And… reserved!?
Did she want to be reserved!?
Aoi wanted to cry but had no tears. At first, being reserved was to avoid provoking Rika, who also liked Ito, but now… Aoi regretted it a little.
How many girls were progressing faster than her now!
"I… a sow… a sow? No… I'm not a sow." Hearing Ito say this, Hana Ren's eyes became moist.
Ito roughly pulled off Hana Ren's remaining underwear, exposing the sticky part in front of her. "You got so wet from being spanked, and you still say you're not a sow!?"
One hand pressed the wet part against Hana Ren's nose and mouth, letting her clearly smell her own estrus scent, while the other hand raised high…
Slap!
Another hard slap came down.
"Guh!!!!"
Her waist trembled and arched back, and a clear spring sprayed onto Ito's palm.
She had come to drain him dry and prove her charm surpassed Hana Ren's, but she never expected…
Hana Ren, lying on Ito's lap, looked to Shion for help, but Shion not only didn't speak up for her but instead showed a malicious smile.
Ito had been paying attention to Shion while spanking Hana Ren, but Ito noticed that Shion had been watching the whole time and hadn't intervened.
"That's right, my master is indeed a sow." Shion's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. "She's the future heir of the Genji family, yet she doesn't even know how to handle a man. She just had a meal and played a claw machine, and she's already so timid, and even getting spanked made her climax! It's truly comical!"
"Getting so wet from being hit, truly a sow! However…" Shion reached out and parted the slippery valley for Ito. "Please dote on my sow master well!"
"So that's how it is…" Ito smiled and threw Hana Ren from his lap onto the bed. His golden eyes were already full of moisture. The demanding queen who had just been stepping on Ito's giant beast was gone, replaced by the shy appearance of a girl in love.
"You made me quite unhappy just now."
"I… I'm sorry." Her face was full of shame, and her eyes dared not meet Ito's. She did not resist but slowly closed her eyes, preparing herself.
"A sow should act like a sow." Ito reached for the box beside him and took out the collar they had prepared for him.
Then… the next moment, taking advantage of Shion's inattention, Ito put the collar around Shion's neck, then pulled hard on the chain connected to the collar.
Caught off guard, Shion was pulled down by Ito and fell onto Hana Ren.
Ito was certain that although Hana Ren was the master, Shion was the real culprit!
To be fair, being handled by Hana Ren's feet and mouth earlier was quite comfortable; it was only when Shion tied it with the hair tie and forced a stop that Ito felt uncomfortable.
Otherwise, if it was comfortable, Ito wouldn't mind letting them take the lead.
"Hehe…" After being unexpectedly pulled onto Hana Ren, Shion didn't get up but instead stuck out her butt, turning her face to provocatively look at Ito. "Do you think I'll make a shameful, sow-like display from being spanked like this sow master!?"
"If the butt doesn't work, then I'll change places."
Ito pulled the chain, making Shion roll over. Shion, using her master's ample breasts as a human cushion, looked at Ito provocatively.
Ito reached out and grabbed Shion's firm, beautiful breasts, kneading the two snow-white, soft mounds into various alluring shapes. However, Shion's cheeks only flushed, and she continued to look at Ito with a provocative gaze.
With a charming curve to her lips, although Shion was the one being played with now, it felt as if she simply disdained resisting.
"No hurry… you brought a lot more things."
His index finger and thumb pinched the rosy tip on one of the snow-white, soft mounds, lifting it up and then twisting it hard.
"Eek!!!!" Her eyes involuntarily rolled upwards, and her frivolous expression could no longer be maintained.
Releasing his hand, Ito's gaze fell on the box containing various tools. Ito quickly saw a serrated clip with adjustable force, which she had originally intended to use on Ito.
But now… she brought it upon herself.
Shion's face turned slightly pale. She naturally knew how powerful the things she had prepared were. Seeing Ito holding the clip and testing its biting force as if showing off, Shion could only provoke him with feigned toughness.
"Only relying on tools, are… are you useless, you boar!?"
Ito was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.
Since Shion wanted to court death so much, he wouldn't be polite.