Just as Tamako was about to tip over that cliff and fall into the abyss of pleasure, I held her mouth, pulled her into the adjacent room, and closed the door.
The timing was perfect because a moment later, the gate to Nobita's room slid open, and Doraemon stepped out, scanning the empty hallway.
"Strange, I clearly heard a weird noise… must be my imagination…"
He started to turn back, but then his gaze landed on the floor, and he noticed a trail of water leading to the adjacent room.
"Did Mom spill water and forget to wipe it off? But why is it soapy? And it's going to another room? Someone might slip and fall."
Meanwhile, in the room opposite Nobita's, Tamako, who had come to her senses, instantly felt a cold bucket of water poured over her head when she heard Doraemon's voice. Her heart hammered against her ribs.
'He's going to open the door. He's going to see me in this depraved mess. Oh no, what should I do?'
In her imagination, she couldn't help but paint the horrifying picture.
Luckily, before anything could happen, Nobita's voice came from his room.
"Doraemon, are you coming or not? I am going to defeat your player."
"No! I was winning. You cheated, Nobita!"
The distraction instantly made Doraemon forget all about the mysterious soapy trail, and he rushed back inside, sliding shut the door of his room with a click.
Realizing that Doraemon was gone, a boulder the size of a mountain seemed to lift from Tamako's chest. Her knees went weak, and the adrenaline drain made her dizzy.
But before she could collapse, I wrapped my arms around her and supported her while also activating Eros Touch, which sent a tingling sensation through Tamako's lower back.
Naturally, Doraemon's arrival was all because of me, as I intentionally leaked a bit of Tamako's voice for Doraemon to hear.
Why?
Because the more Tamako felt the risk of being caught and the more anxious she became, the more daring and proactive she would be.
'Hehe.'
It was all about pressure, and once she started taking the lead, her fall from grace was inevitable.
Just as I'd planned, the near-miss with Doraemon indeed shattered her last shred of restraint. Although she was still full of lust, the urgency of the situation made her face the reality and risk of the situation. She wanted to end this quickly, but how?
'Sex!'
She understood that once I had proper sex with her, there was a high chance I would stop.
That was the conclusion she reached, and it also somewhat coincided with her own intentions.
A part of her, the mother and wife, fought against it, but the lust was a poison, spreading through her veins and pooling in her core.
Not to mention her pussyhole that ached with a desperate need to be filled, to be fucked senseless, to feel that soul-melting pleasure obliterate her all over again.
So, despite the shame screaming in her head, her desire won. When the moment was right, she couldn't stop herself. Her mouth opened, and she spoke seductively, like a whore begging.
"Master, hurry up and fuck this bitch."
Her eyes were full of pleading, but I knew exactly what she wanted, and I had no intention of giving it to her that easily. So I remained unmoved and slapped her hard on the buttocks.
"What's the rush? You're thinking about being fucked before you've even finished your punishment. Even a bitch isn't as cheap as you."
After being slapped, Tamako became more obedient, realizing I wouldn't listen to her. She also remembered the thin rope still biting into her left nipple.
And clearly, I hadn't forgotten either, as I looked at the still-bound nipple and patted Tamako's head:
"We can't just punish the right nipple. The left nipple needs some attention too. I'll give it six flicks, and then I'll untie it. How does that sound?"
Reducing it from ten to six was already the best possible outcome for her. So she bit down on the underwear in her mouth and decided to endure it. However, I pulled the underwear out of her mouth.
"Don't be greedy. For the next six flicks, you're going to count them out for me. If you miss one, we start over. Are you ready?"
Tamako took a deep breath, and her body trembled with a mixture of fear and anticipation. "The bitch is ready."
I didn't say anything more but quickly flicked the nipple.
"Ah... one."
"This doesn't count," I said in a displeased tone. "Your master went to great lengths to punish you, and you don't even know how to show proper gratitude?"
"The bitch was wrong." She panicked. "Please don't be angry, master."
Looking into her pitiful eyes, I narrowed my own, made a circle with my fingers, and flicked her nipple hard: "No repeated thanks."
This time, the blow was even heavier than before, causing her nipple to swell up from just one strike. Tamako dared not use her hands to block it and could only cry out.
"Thank you, Master, for punishing this lowly bitch."
My hand rose again. This time, I flicked vertically, delivering two quick stinging blows.
"Ah! Second… Third, thank you, Master, for punishing my wretched nipples."
Seeing that she was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her cheeks, but she was still trying so hard to please me, I nodded in satisfaction and didn't make things any more difficult for her, delivering the final three flicks in quick succession.
"Six, thank you, Master, for teaching the bitch some manners."
Once she had finished expressing her gratitude, I noticed that Tamako's left nipple had swelled up even more than her right.
So at last, I untied the thin string from her nipple and asked.
"Do you know why I'm punishing you?"
She took a soft breath and said aggrievedly. "Because the bitch was rebellious and disobedient..."
"Yes, because of your disobedience." I pulled on her two nipples that had just been punished, pinching them up.
"Since you've made your decision, you should understand that your body and soul belong to me for one month. If a slave like you won't even follow my orders and tries to rebel, what was the point of our agreement? Do you think I'm a fool?"
My voice became colder with each word, and I pinched tighter, stretching her tender flesh out.
"Of course, I'm not some mindless demon. I am fair with punishment and rewards. You understand?"
"I understand..."
Although her nipples were being pinched painfully and her lower body was constantly oozing vaginal fluid, Tamako still couldn't help but think about the gentle kiss when she heard about rewards.
Suddenly, a bold and dangerous idea popped into her head.
What if… what if she just gave in? What if obedience were the key to something better than this constant torture and fear?
Once this thought came to her mind, she subconsciously asked exactly what she was thinking: "If I become obedient, will you go easy… I mean, reward me?"
"Yes," I answered frankly. "But—"
I licked my lips and let go of her nipples. "We'll talk about rewards later. You don't think the punishment is over, do you?"
"No... wasn't it already over?" She covered her nipple and trembled.
"There were supposed to be so many more flicks, but only a dozen or so landed on your nipples. The rest was too much for them to handle. But since you were clever enough to understand my intentions, I'll do you a favor… Your tender little pussy can take the rest."
Before she could react, I grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the room, dragging her down the stairs and into the downstairs toilet. I shoved her forward, pressed her down onto the closed toilet lid, and tore apart her skirt and panties.
"Spread your legs, and then open your pussy for me."
The sudden shift in location and demand snapped her out of her daze, and panic flared in her eyes.
"Wait, wait a minute?"
In response, I slapped her hard across the breast. She winced in pain and quickly spread her legs, reaching down to peel apart the tender lips of her vulva, exposing her helpless pussyhole to my gaze.
Her pink, horny vulva was already sopping wet from the nipple punishment. It was a source of deep shame for her, but her body said something else, because the rougher and more humiliating I became, the more her pussy leaked love juices.
"Look at you, what a shameless slut," I sneered. "I punish your tits, and your pussy leaks like a broken faucet."
Without hesitation, I pulled down my pants, setting my huge, erect cock free. The sight of it was a new layer of humiliation forced upon her.
"Do you know how bitch MILFs like you get punished?"
Tamako stammered, and she spoke in a pathetic, whisper-like voice.
"It is... by inserting."
"No, no… You're wrong. Having my cock inside you is a reward for you, not punishment."
I chuckled darkly, grabbed the base of my penis, and slapped her cunt hard. When my big cock hit her sensitive clit, a shockwave of agonizing pleasure went through her.
The shame was unbearable for her, but that was just the beginning because soon, the toilet was filled with the wet, slapping sounds of flesh hitting flesh, accompanied by the lewd splash of her own juices.
Of course, I wasn't thrusting in her pussy. Instead, I was maliciously striking her clit directly again and again.
"Does your slutty little clit feel good being hit by my cock?"
"Ouch, it hurts so much!" she cried out.
"Only pain?"
"It's... It's also nice."
I rained down more dick slaps on her pink, tender pussy.
"Everything I give you—flicking your nipples, slapping your cunt, slapping your face—you must accept it obediently. From now on, you'll be so horny for my punishment that if I slap you a few times, you'll drop to your knees and cum on the spot."
Listening to my vulgar words, and having her tender cunt being relentlessly punished by my large penis, Tamako was in pain and pleasure at the same time and could only open her mouth silently, looking like she had been played with to death.
Smack!
With one final, heavy slap directly onto her clit, I sent her over the edge. Her body convulsed, and a huge gush of clear vaginal fluid sprayed out.
Then, as the orgasm wracked her, an uncontrollable stream of hot liquid shot from her urethra. She had lost complete control of her bladder.
I looked down at her tear-streaked face and her dazed, unfocused eyes and stepped back, letting her legs fall limply to the floor. Then, I pressed my piss-slicked cock against her delicate lips.
"It's all your piss, slut. Lick it clean."
Licking her own vaginal fluid was one level of depravity. Swallowing my cum would be another.
But licking her own urine from my cock was a new depth of shame.
Seeing her lips pressed tightly together, I didn't care about her emotions and thrust my hips forward, pressing the head of my cock against her sealed mouth.
"I told you, if you're disobedient, I will make your mouth my Ona-hole, to be used by me like a slut. It will be my foot-washing cloth, for you to kneel every day and lick my feet clean with your tongue. It will be my spittoon, to open wide and catch my saliva. So take this as a warning and make sure you never forget to obey me."
My lust for control was absolute, and her refusal only amplified my sadistic desires. I reached out and forcefully pinched her chin open, making it impossible for her to close her mouth.
And after ignoring Tamako's struggles, I thrust my urine-soaked penis straight into her throat!
"You'd better remember this: I can use you however I want! You're just a bitch at my feet, and you are not allowed to resist."
Tamako whimpered, but she could only let me do as I pleased. I held my penis, smeared all the urine from its thick shaft onto her tongue, and then pulled it out.
I knew she wouldn't be trained in one or two days, but her fall was not far off, and her home, where Doraemon was, was naturally not a good place.
Once or twice was fine to quickly and brutally break Tamako's mentality, but if I became lax and something unexpected happened, I could capsize in the gutter.
"Let's meet at the same hotel tomorrow, same time as yesterday."
So once I was done, I delivered my orders, pulled up my pants, and left the toilet.
Finally, I walked upstairs casually with a swagger and joined Nobita and Doraemon to play games, two idiots who had absolutely no idea what I had just done to their mother.
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