"Haaang!"
A loud, helpless moan escaped Tamako's lips, instantly followed by a wave of shame that washed over her face as she realized what she'd just done in front of her son.
The sound was enough to make Nobita and Doraemon freeze and worry, but before they could voice their concerns, I spoke out.
"Looks like you're in pain, Auntie. You need rest. Come, let me take you outside, and I'll make a cup of green tea for you. I think you're having the kind of pain that women have every month. If so, the green tea I learned about will greatly help you."
Nobita looked lost, but Doraemon felt enlightened by my explanation and found it plausible. He relaxed, especially since Tamako said nothing, as if tacitly making a guilty confirmation.
These little bastards had no idea I was feeding them a complete line of bullshit and that Tamako was quiet only because my hand was on her ass, with my fingers digging into her soft flesh as a clear signal to shut the fuck up.
She had no choice but to play along.
"You guys stay here, I'll help Auntie and be right back," I told the two of them before pulling their mother out of the room.
In the hallway outside Nobita's room, Tamako was clearly bracing herself, expecting me to drag her downstairs for another rough fucking. But I didn't move.
"Lift up your clothes. Let me see those tits."
"You..."
Hearing my order, she choked in disbelief and fear, and her expression was priceless.
"If you want your son to find out what a dirty slut his mother is, you can speak now," I said in a casual and loud voice.
Of course, I had already activated the Isolation Field. But Tamako, who was unaware of it, panicked, and her hands flew up in a useless gesture to shush me.
"Shhh!"
She hissed, terrified but too afraid to make a real scene, completely frozen in indecision.
"Hurry up, are you going to do it yourself, or do I have to do it for you?"
I urged her, completely enjoying tormenting her.
A moment later, she seemed to resign herself, and her hands moved toward the hem of her shirt but stopped mid-air. She couldn't bring herself to expose herself right outside her son's room.
Noticing the conflict in her eyes, I smirked.
"Alright, I'll do it then. But for making me wait, there'll be a punishment."
Before she could process the threat, I grabbed both her wrists and raised them above her head with one hand.
With my free hand, I gripped the front of her shirt and ripped it open, sending buttons scattering across the floor, and then balled up the hem of her shirt and shoved it into her mouth.
"Be a good girl and hold it tight. If it falls, the punishment will be doubled."
My tone left no room for disobedience and even carried a hint of impatience, which made her dare not act rashly again. She could only obediently clench her teeth around the fabric.
Satisfied with her obedience, I pretended to soften my expression, hooked my fingers into her bra, and yanked it up, freeing her breasts.
The sight of her tits popping out, with her two bright red nipples each tightly tied with a thin white string so brutally that they stood up like hard, swollen berries, made my cock throb.
I couldn't help but lick my lips.
"Look at these horny nipples."
By the time Tamako reacted and heard my blunt and loud words, it was already too late. She was utterly speechless and wanted to scream at me to stop, to be quiet, but she was gagged and helpless.
This feeling of being completely cornered, of wanting to resist but being utterly unable to, sent a confusing mix of shame and excitement through her.
However, remembering my threat of punishment, she could only bite down harder on her shirt and give a defeated nod.
It was over. She knew it.
Physically, she'd been trained to crave this humiliation. Emotionally, she had accepted that she was tainted forever, that these memories would brand her soul for life.
The moment she nodded, a pleased smile spread across my face.
"Regardless of the punishment, you obeyed my order not to remove the threads. That pleases me greatly. So, you deserve a reward."
Before she could even wonder what I meant, I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her flushed cheek.
"Good girl."
"!!!"
The soft, unexpected kiss stunned Tamako. She stared at me with wide eyes as if to ask, 'What does this mean?'
Unfortunately, I didn't answer the question. Instead, I straightened up again and looked at the hem of her shirt that had fallen from her mouth when she exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh, the shirt fell down."
Realizing that the punishment would be doubled now because of her mistake, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to take the shirt back.
"It's too late."
My voice was flat, and before she could react, I ruthlessly rubbed her exposed tits, while my palm kneaded her aching nipples relentlessly using Eros Touch.
The dual sensation of pain and pleasure shot through her. She squeezed her eyes shut, and a continuous, helpless moan escaped her lips.
One part screamed for escape from my cruel grip, while a deeper, darker part craved the exquisite torment, begging me to never stop.
The sheer audacity of it all crashed down on her—here, right outside her son's room, where he could walk out at any moment and see this shameful scene.
Worse, she might have to continue to do such things or even worse things than this for one month, because this was what she had agreed to.
She knew she was being forced, but the problem was that a treacherous part of her was really enjoying everything.
No matter how hard she told herself it was wrong, that feeling of overwhelming pleasure clung to her and refused to go away like a stubborn mule.
Obviously, this was all due to the Lust God System that caused her Corruption and Obedience to be locked in. Their values could only go up and would never go down, even if she had self-realization of her sins and felt guilty.
Aware of her turmoil, I asked amusingly.
"Feeling good?"
She subconsciously wanted to nod but immediately shook her head. Seeing her being dishonest, I cruelly bent my finger and flicked her left nipple hard.
"Ah!" she screamed instantly.
"I hate lies. Anyways, I am not here to give you pleasure." I lightly tapped the nipple that had just been flicked with my finger. "Next, it's time for punishment."
Having just been flicked hard on the nipple, Tamako vaguely sensed what I meant by punishment.
When I raised my hand again, she realized she was right and instinctively wanted to stop me. But the moment she touched my wrist, she had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.
Sure enough, she saw the storm brewing in my eyes. Of course, I was merely pretending to be angry, and deep inside, I was laughing hard, enjoying fulfilling my sadistic urges.
"Very good, you've learned to resist." I withdrew my hand. "You've guessed what the punishment is, so now it's your turn to do it yourself. Flick each nipple twenty times."
Twenty? On each side? When just one flick had made her scream?
"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong." She looked at me pitifully. "I won't stop you anymore."
"If you don't want to be flicked forty times on each nipple, you'd better not dawdle. The rope on your nipples can only be untied when you're done flicking them."
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Tamako gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and flicked her nipple.
Her nipples, swollen and engorged from being tied up, were already stimulated enough from mere rubbing, let alone being flicked by fingers.
The pain made her tremble all over, and her breasts bounced up and down. The pulling of tight threads made it even worse, making her feel weak in her legs and nearly sending her to her knees, but I was still not satisfied.
"What did I just say?"
"Both breasts... flick each nipple twenty times."
Smack!
A slap landed on her large breasts.
"How about I help you? Only ten times on each nipple." I deliberately lowered my voice and offered in a seductive tone.
"I-I want."
"Then how should you beg me?"
Memories of yesterday flooded her mind, and she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, pleading softly.
"Please, Master, help this slutty bitch."
I placed my hand on her bouncing breast. "How can I help?"
"Flick hard... this slut's nipples."
"Oh?" I feigned shock. "You want your tied nipples to be flicked by me? What a masochistic slut!"
Knowing that I wanted to hear her humiliate herself, Tamako could only continue.
"Because my slutty nipples are both horny and lewd, they like to be treated roughly. The more... the more brutal, the better."
"As you wish." I snapped my thumb and middle finger together and flicked her right nipple, hard. The blow was merciless, causing her eyes to widen in pain. Her body arched like a fish on a hook, and her hands flew to her chest.
"Ahhh, my filthy breasts hurt so much!"
"Noisy. If it doesn't hurt, you won't learn the lesson," I clicked my tongue.
Fearing her son would hear her screams, she tried to stuff the nearby piece of her shirt into her mouth, but I stopped her instantly.
"No need for the shirt. I have something better."
Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the underwear I'd worn last night. It was still heavy with the masculine scent of my body, a strong mix of dried semen, sweat, and the musky aroma of my cock.
"Here, you can just stuff your mouth with my underwear."
Tamako was both ashamed and angry but dared not speak.
Watching me hold the underwear up to her face, she thought of her poor nipples and helplessly tried to suck the underwear in, only to find her mouth empty.
"What a greedy bitch, so eager to eat her master's underwear," I chuckled, shook my head mockingly, and pressed the underwear to her nose instead.
"Smell them first. See if your master's underwear smells good. See if they smell like the kind of underwear a slut like you would like to eat."
'Who likes to eat underwear!'
Her thoughts were practically written on her face as her entire body flushed with humiliation, but at this moment, she was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at my mercy. So she could only mumble, "It smells good."
"I couldn't even feel you sniffing," I laughed mockingly, grinding the underwear harder against her face, almost crushing it against her nostrils. "The punishment for deception is hefty, you slut. Do you think I am being too lenient?"
Not daring to continue this perfunctory approach, she began to take deep breaths, smelling the underwear. Her warm breath seeped through the underwear and landed on my palm.
This time, Tamako was more careful. After seeing the satisfied smirk on my face, she replied, "Master's underwear smells so good, the bitch likes them very much."
"If you like it, I'll give it to you."
I shoved the soiled underwear deep into her mouth, gagging her.
Once it was completely stuffed, I flicked her right nipple, hard. Again, and again, and again. The poor nipple was jiggled violently by the force, swelling instantly to the size of a small peanut.
Tears welled in Tamako's eyes from the sharp pain, and if her mouth hadn't been packed with my underwear, she would have been screaming nonstop.
"Six strokes already, and you already can't take it?"
Seeing me stop, Tamako quickly nodded, "Mmm, mmm, mmm."
Her right nipple was red and swollen, twice the size of her left nipple!
"Poor thing." I touched the nipple affectionately. "It's so swollen."
"Mmm..."
Her eyes begged, pleading with me to spare her. She really couldn't take any more.
Seeing that her right nipple really couldn't take it anymore, I clicked my tongue regretfully and untied the thin string from her right nipple.
The moment it was free, I bent down and took that poor, tortured nipple into my mouth, sucking on it relentlessly. The wet warmth of my mouth soothed her nipple that had been throbbing with pain just moments before and was hyper-sensitive.
At the same time, the pleasure rushed to her already aching pussy. Her love juice gushed out, soaking her thighs.
Tamako's eyes glazed over with a mindless lust, her legs twisted and rubbed together in a frantic, useless attempt to quell the unbearable heat building in her core.
But all her efforts were futile, because just having her nipple sucked like this was more than enough to push her to the very edge of a powerful climax.
However, just as she was about to tip over that cliff and fall into the abyss of pleasure…
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