The exhaustion caused Naga to fall asleep quickly and deeply. So much so that when he experienced a brief feeling of weightlessness, he didn't even realize what had happened.
Until he saw the world before him gradually brighten, and in the center of a halo of light, a little girl knelt on the ground, holding a delicate doll in one hand and rubbing her eyes with the other, the bow on her head swaying with her sobs.
Who... is this? Or rather, whose dream is this? Naga tried to get closer, but the other person didn't seem to be sleeping very soundly. The dream world had slightly lost its balance, making it impossible for him to move his body.
This must be someone taking a lunch break.
He watched the dream quietly, sensing that this time, like the one with Ashe, he would not have the chance to devour the dream and could only observe it from the sidelines.
Like Ashi's repressed dreams, this dream was also filled with an unpleasant atmosphere. The girl's sobbing echoed all around, like a wet cotton swab rubbing against his eardrums.
For some reason, he wanted to rush over and hug the girl, hold her shoulders, stroke her hair, and comfort her like a family member, using all his strength to soothe her grief.
"No...don't try to take mine again...don't..." A series of broken, aggrieved words suddenly came through the sobs. With this sorrowful whisper, the halo suddenly brightened, as dazzling as the sun.
His body began to shake violently; someone was shaking him awake. He rose rapidly in the blinding light, knowing that the spying was about to end.
As the light faded, he opened his eyes wide and looked towards the center of the light, staring in astonishment at the rare sight of a serene and beautiful face sleeping soundly on the coffee table.
"Mei...Meijiu?"
"Hey, aren't you and Shimokawa not officially dating yet? How come you've already reached the point where you call her name when you wake up?" Asami leaned against the headboard, her hand still on his shoulder.
"Uh...it's nothing, I just had a dream. It's not what you think." Naga shook her head, deciding to change the subject of Miku. "Did I sleep for a long time?"
"It's only been a few hours." Ashi stretched. "Seeing you sleeping so soundly, even I'm getting sleepy."
"Where's Minister Kuroki?" Naga asked, somewhat surprised, seeing that only the two of them were left in the room.
"It's Keiko's farewell party this afternoon. It's already evening, so of course she's already left. My father doesn't like people who are late." Asami said with a subtle tone of jealousy mixed with smugness, "But while you were asleep, I played with Keiko for a good time. I hope her legs don't give way and she can't climb into a taxi."
"You seem to be taking extra 'care' for Minister Kuroki." He looked at Ami strangely, trying to analyze her mindset.
"It's nothing, she's going to see my father, how can I not prepare a gift for him? He's completely different from you, he's a good-for-nothing who only gets excited when he sees a woman in pain. Keiko's body is already used to being ravaged, if I don't prepare something beforehand, my father will have to go through a lot more trouble." Asami played with her manicured nails and said calmly.
It seems that no matter how much she says she doesn't care, Ashi still subconsciously feels hatred towards her father's other lovers.
"Is it alright that her belly is still full of my gifts?" Naga turned over and lay on her side looking at Ami.
Ashi's bathrobe was tied loosely, and her smooth skin looked like honey dissolved in warm water, with an alluring honey-red glow. He stared greedily at the half-exposed, bulging breasts peeking out from her neckline, wondering what surprise he would receive when she woke up.
"It's alright." As if she didn't want him to have any more designs on her, Ya Shi turned over and retied the sash of her bathrobe. "She's not stupid; she'll take care of herself while showering. As for the pregnancy issue, there's no need to worry. She's had two miscarriages and is no longer fertile. Otherwise, do you think my dad would really let me handle a toy that might still give birth to a son like this?"
Naga blinked, sensing the displeasure in Asami's tone. He was no longer the clueless fool who didn't know how to deal with women, and wisely decided not to continue the topic. "By the way, why did you wake me up? Did you want me to have dinner with you? If so, I'd be honored."
"I think what you're talking about isn't about me satisfying you properly, is it?" Naga asked tentatively, his eyes already lingering on Asami's straight legs peeking out from under her bathrobe. With such a beautiful woman sitting beside him in just a bathrobe, few men could resist the urge to look away, especially when they'd just woken up and replenished their energy.
"You'd better keep your desires to yourself," Ash said with a mysterious smile. "I assure you, you won't waste a single bit of them."
Five or six minutes later, the waiter brought the food cart inside. Ashi took out her phone and whispered a few words to the delivery person, seemingly about who should be allowed through.
The dishes seemed to be specially prepared for the men in this private club who were worried about running out of energy. The appearance and taste were terrible enough, but the effect was amazing. After eating only half of it, Naga felt a warm current surging in her lower abdomen.
Asuka wasn't hungry, so she ate a couple of snacks. Afterward, she stood up and went to a corner to connect her phone to a signal from somewhere and check if the hidden camera was working properly.
Less than half an hour after finishing her meal, the phone by the bedside rang. Asami answered it with a satisfied smile, "Okay, have her come up. No need for further examination. Thank you."
After hanging up the receiver, Asami pointed to the pile of clothes Naga had taken off and said, "Pack your things, bring your clothes and your shoes too. It's almost time to see how well our cooperation works."
He had anticipated a new prey would appear, but he hadn't expected it to be so soon. It seemed that to lower the other party's guard, Naga needed to conceal his presence first. This was for the best; at least it avoided some overly violent actions. Even with a partner like Ami, he didn't need to worry too much about the trouble that might arise from going astray into rape.
"That mirror can be opened; it's a magic mirror. You can wait inside. I don't think you're stupid enough to not understand my signal, right?" After indicating where Naga was hiding, Asami looked around and collected all the props that had been used to torment Keiko on the table, leaving only the few shelves that couldn't be moved.
She was quite worried that she might scare the other person away. If she weren't absolutely certain that Miku was still out of town, Naga would really be worried that it might be her who appeared later.
"Then who could it be?" Naga scratched his chin, guessing at the possible candidates.
It's not too hard to guess, after all, Asami wanted to transfer all the beautiful women she was interested in to the personnel department, and it seems that there is only one lucky person left in the personnel department who has not yet been obtained by her.
But doesn't she have a beloved boyfriend? And doesn't she still maintain the record of staying in the HR department without being taken advantage of by Aya? Could it be that I'm wrong, and she's actually another woman in the parent company whom Aya has her eye on?
A moment later, the pleasant, gentle sound of the doorbell interrupted Naga's reverie. He looked out through the mirror and saw Aya getting up, putting on her slippers, and smiling as she walked towards the entrance to open the door.
"Ah, Miura-neechan, welcome, welcome!" The enthusiastic voice confirmed Naga's guess. Miura Kotone, this big fish that's already been caught, will she also fall into Ami's trap tonight?
"Why come to a place like this? Wouldn't a more ordinary hotel be better?" Qin Yin seemed startled by the furnishings in the room and said nervously.
Ashi pulled her in and, taking advantage of her nervousness and lack of attention, gently stroked the back of her hand.
Kotone was dressed casually, her long, bare legs, tanned with frayed denim shorts, revealing a healthy tan. She wore a simple shirt tied in a knot at her midriff, an early look for summer. She still wore light work makeup, and standing next to Ami, who was completely bare-faced, she looked at least a bit more radiant.
She was even taller than Asami, almost the same height as Naga, and would undoubtedly be a few centimeters taller if she wore high heels. With an aura befitting her height, she shook off Asami's hand, crossed her arms, and looked her up and down, pursing her lips. "Fujibayashi, you're not only a lesbian, but you also like this kind of perverted play, huh? Let me make it clear, the price I promised to pay doesn't include these perverted behaviors."
The price? It sounds like another deal orchestrated by Asami. Naga cautiously guessed that Kotone probably didn't know that Asami had hidden a man here as her "surprise," and this "surprise" was definitely not included in this deal.
"Of course, I promise I won't use these tools on you. I can even promise not to use any tools at all. You know, all I want is you." Asami's eyes became moist. She took Kotone's hand and placed it on her chest, gently rubbing it up and down. "Can you feel it? My heart is beating very fast. This is a sign of being in love."
Kotone frowned in disgust and withdrew her hand. That stark aversion was remarkably similar to that of Asami, whom Naga had first encountered. "I'm not gay. You know why I came here."
Qin Yin turned her head away, looking somewhat aggrieved, and pursed her lips without answering. Clearly, she was very dissatisfied with having to escalate the situation to this point. If the other person hadn't been a woman who could at least offer some consolation that it wasn't exactly infidelity, she would have preferred to find another way.
"I am indeed just an insignificant second daughter." Ashe pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke her slightly curled long hair at her temples. "But don't you also know that in our family, my sister and I will not be much different, at least for the time being. Those guys who bow down and wag their tails when they see me, plus the large sum of compensation I can offer you, will all be as if nothing ever happened. There will only be a small difference."
Asami leaned close to Kotone's cheek and gently licked it. "That means you belong not only to one man, but also to me."
This time, Kotone didn't shake off Ashi. She gripped the purse on her lap tightly with both hands. "Now that I'm here, I won't go back on my promise. But I still have to tell you, I'm not gay, and I don't feel anything when you touch me."
"Impossible, a woman's body is very honest." Ashi chuckled softly, his hand caressing her back. "If you're willing to relax and give yourself to me, you might like this kind of pleasure."
Qin Yin straightened her back, tossed her purse onto the sofa chair, clasped her hands together on her knees, and coldly replied, "Even if you can arouse my body, I won't fall in love with women. This is just part of the deal. Whatever you need me to do, I'll do. Whether it's licking you or caressing you, I'll do it."
Asami turned her head meaningfully to look in Naga's direction, and said with a mocking smile, "Tsk tsk, karma really comes fast." She stood up, took off her bathrobe, stared at Kotone with burning eyes, took her hand and placed it on her most private place, "Although I would prefer to see you moan in pleasure, since you are so determined, then please me first."
Qinyin blushed. She looked nervously at Ashi's private parts in front of her. Her free hand gripped her denim shorts tightly, while the hand pressed between Ashi's thighs froze completely.
Ashi raised her hand and unbuttoned Qin Yin's shirt one button at a time, panting slightly as she said, "You know, I love tall, beautiful women like you the most, with full breasts, and beautiful curves in your hips and legs. You don't look like an office lady at all. When you put your hand there, I get excited. Feel it?"
Qin Yin's cheeks twitched twice, and she said somewhat irritably, "But...but don't you have these too? If you pick any man to look at, he'll think you're prettier than me, okay?"
"So what?" Ashi grabbed Kotone's wrist, guiding her to stroke the soft crevice back and forth. "The feeling of masturbation is completely different from having sex with someone. A woman your age, don't you know that?"
"I...I'm not gay." Qin Yin's voice sounded even more nervous as her hand touched her moist, warm lips. "I like men, though."
"You can try to like women at the same time. I only just realized today that maybe after getting used to it, it's not entirely impossible to like two genders at the same time." Ashi released her hand, letting Kotone's palm slowly move between her legs on its own. She grabbed Kotone's shirt and peeled it off from her shoulders.
Perhaps because they were both women, she was much less resistant to taking off her clothes. When the women's shirt was pulled down to her elbows, Qinyin obediently stretched her arms back, letting the shirt fall onto the bed.
The sky-blue lace bra is a popular 1/2 cup style among men, with deep red areolas subtly visible beneath the wavy lace edges. It's slightly fuller than Aya's, but a little less elastic; her fair, plump breasts, once the bra clasp is undone, freely break free of their constraints, drooping in a beautiful arc.
"Hey... if you keep doing this, I... I can't get any strength in me." Ashi's naked body pressed forward, forcing Kotone to fall backward onto the bed. Kotone panicked and braced herself against Ashi's shoulder with her other hand, saying nervously.
"Although there's still a long time ahead, I don't intend for you to touch my genitals forever." Ashi chuckled, lust blatantly surfacing in her eyes. She cupped Kotone's head, which she was trying to turn away from, and lowered her head to kiss her.
"Ugh... Waaah..." Qin Yin groaned in anguish, her eyes tightly closed, her brows furrowed. Perhaps still mindful of the morality of the transaction, she reluctantly opened her mouth, her two soft, red tongues intertwining wetly between her four equally soft, red lips.
Maintaining the passionate kiss, Asami twisted her upper body, pressing her high breasts against Kotone's breasts. Kotone's nipples were large and deep, while Asami's were small and protruding. The four nipples rubbed and played with each other as her body twisted, and the four smooth mounds of flesh pressed against each other to form a soft shape.
Asami's performance was incredibly skillful, even making the confident and experienced Naga feel inferior. The attacks on her lips and breasts disrupted her reason, and her tightly pressed legs naturally relaxed under the tension in her upper body. Asami's knee thrust forward, easily occupying the private area protected between Kotone's slender legs. She didn't rush to go deeper, but simply bent her legs, using her knee to press and rub the bottom of her denim shorts.
"Ugh, cough cough..." Choking on her saliva, Kotone turned her head away, taking the opportunity to avoid Ashi's kiss. She touched her slightly swollen lips and said breathlessly, "You don't need to please me. Just tell me what I can do to satisfy you."
Ashi lowered his head, his hot breath brushing against the back of Qin Yin's earlobe. "Only when I can bring you to orgasm can I feel even slightly satisfied."
"I'll prove to you that you don't actually know you can like women too." Ashi revealed a predatory look in her eyes, her nimble hand reaching down between their pressed bodies and deftly unbuttoning the denim shorts.
"No, no need!" Kotone panicked and squeezed her knees together, but Aya's legs blocked the way, making it impossible for them to close. "I don't need to know! I just promised to do as you say as long as it's not excessive!"
Kotone glared back at Asumi unwillingly, but after a stalemate of more than ten seconds, she pursed her lips in grievance, curled up her legs and raised her buttocks, pulled off her shorts and underwear together, threw them aside, and angrily spread her legs as wide as possible, "Fine, are you satisfied now?"
"Extremely satisfied." Ashi smiled, ran two fingers across the navel of the piano, made a stepping motion, and walked into the neatly trimmed, dark pubic hair. "An obedient woman is the most adorable."
"Hmph." Enduring the discomfort, Qin Yin raised her legs, her lower limbs dangling in the air, while making a resisting humming sound, and adopting a submissive posture, raising her fair and beautiful buttocks.
"I'll make you feel it's worth it too," Ashi said with a groan, parting Qinyin's plump lips with her fingers, pulling the soft petals to both sides, and slowly lowering her head to lean closer.
"Hey! Hey hey... I, I haven't showered yet, don't, don't do this, don't... uh... oh ah ah... ah ah..." After all, she was a woman who had fully understood sensual pleasure. No matter how much Qin Yin resisted the caresses between women, when the soft, smooth, and slightly rough tongue skillfully invaded the sensitive area around her clitoris, she couldn't help but tremble all over and let out a moan full of lust.
"No, don't lick...don't lick there..." Her bare feet twisted with pleasure as she lifted them, and her light tan thighs, encircled by Asami's arms, convulsed slightly from the groin. Kotone pushed Asami's shoulders with a contradictory expression, crying out in unbearable pain, "No, no! I...I still can't do it with a woman. I...I give up, I quit!"
Asami frowned, pulled her tongue away from Kotone's already wet vulva, lifted her head and sat back on Kotone's chest, supporting her weight on her knees. She changed to a coaxing tone and said softly, "Okay, okay, I was too impatient. Since you really don't want to enjoy the pleasure I give you, then how about you serve me?"
Qin Yin gasped for breath, trying to calm herself before answering in a trembling voice, "Yes, I'll do anything you want, just... please don't do that to me anymore. I... I really can't accept it, you... you're a girl too."
"Does gender matter that much?" Asami rubbed her furrowed brow. "How about you close your eyes and think of me as a cute boy?" she joked, shifting her hips back and bringing her bare crotch close to Kotone's face. "Well then, you can help me."
Qinyin's vision was dim, and she could only see the young genitals in the center of Ashi's honey-colored, round buttocks, which were very close to her mouth. The tender red cleft was overflowing with clear love fluid, as moist as a mouth holding a sour plum. She hesitated for a moment, then brought her lips closer and tentatively stuck out her tongue.
"Mmm...okay, okay...just like that, lick along there, Kotone-neechan, you don't seem like this is your first time doing this for a girl." Asami groaned comfortably, pressing her honey pot against Kotone's mouth, twisting her slender waist.
It seemed that this kind of service wasn't so offensive as to be unacceptable. Kotone closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around Aya's thighs, and diligently served her from below. Thanks to her boyfriend's lack of libido, she had plenty of masturbation experience and knew all the sensitive areas of a woman's body very well. All she had to do was replace her usual middle finger with her tongue.
Ashi swayed her hips and enjoyed herself for a few minutes. A blush gradually rose on her body before her climax. While letting out passionate moans, she gave a new command, "Sister Kotone, lift your leg, lift it up, give it to me, let me see your private parts properly."
Qin Yin frowned and continued moving her lips and tongue, lifting her feet and turning them towards her head.
Asami smiled smugly, gripped Kotone's ankles tightly with both hands, leaned over and kissed her soles, then turned her head to look in Naga's direction, put her head close to her hand, extended her index finger to make a shushing gesture, and winked.
Naga, who had been fiddling with the gloves for a while, immediately understood, gently opened the magic mirror in front of him, and walked out silently.
Kotone's face was completely pressed down by Asami's buttocks, and with her eyes closed, she couldn't see what was happening around her.
Men are always more eager for prey that they haven't yet caught. Although the naked Asami was obviously more beautiful and radiant, Naga's attention was now completely focused on Kotone, who was still oblivious to the fact that she had her legs raised high and her wet genitals exposed.
He carefully walked to the bedside, his bare feet making no sound on the carpet. He swallowed hard, gesturing with his hands, asking for Ashe's opinion.
As Akane was about to reach her first climax with Kotone, she gave a knowing look, nodded, and continued to moan with pleasure. She lowered her grip on Kotone's legs, forcing Kotone to spread her knees wider, leaving her buttocks, protruding from the edge of the bed, completely defenseless.
There's no woman easier to violate than this. Naga smiled and shook his head, lowering his body and carefully guiding the head of his penis towards Kotone's slightly swaying buttocks.
"Ugh... Ugh? What... What is it?" Feeling something warm and hard touching her sensitive vaginal opening, Kotone hurriedly moved her mouth away, but no matter how she turned her head, all she could see was Ami's buttocks.
"Ah... Ahhhhh... Who is it! Who is it! Pull it out! Pull it out..." By the time they realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
Amidst the piercing screams of the piano, Naga held her knees and, using the saliva left by Ami, thrust himself into the very end of her tender, sweet honeypot, completely possessing her unsuspecting body.
"Bastard... Liar... Liar! Let me go... Let me go!" When she realized she had been deceived and felt the agonizing fullness of being violated by a man in her lower body, Qin Yin struggled with all her might.
Just before this struggle, Ami, who had just reached her climax, was almost thrown off by Kotone, but she quickly regained control of Kotone's not-so-strong body with her strength and experience. Her hands still tightly controlled Kotone's wrists, while her feet knelt on Kotone's elbows. In a position similar to a grappling technique, she easily used her weight and wrist strength to completely immobilize Kotone's limbs.
In this position, Kotone's eyes were finally unobstructed. She raised her neck, lowered her head, and stared in surprise at the man who was thrusting into her. "Why...why is it you...Yumeno...Yumeno-kun?"
At this moment, Naga didn't know what to say, nor did he care to speak. He watched from behind the magic mirror as his pent-up desire found solace in Qin Yin's plump and soft honey pot. All he wanted to do was keep going in and out.
"I didn't lie to you." Asami smiled and released her hand, letting Naga hold Kotone's slender ankle. She then pulled Kotone's wrist to the leather handcuffs at the foot of the bed, handcuffing one wrist and holding the other in her hand. She gently stroked the back of her hand and used her toes to tease Kotone's gradually hardening and swollen nipples. "I told you the only change is that you will belong to a man, and you will also belong to me. You should be glad that this man is good-looking and strong, and you can't be completely unfamiliar with him. I can also guarantee that he is very capable and will definitely make you forget your damn boyfriend from now on."
"No! I don't want to! Ah! Ah!" Qinyin cried out, but her hands were no longer free, and her legs were also tightly restrained by Naga's hands. Her twisting waist only made her lower body feel an even stronger invasion. A tingling pleasure emerged from her waist, and she sensed the impact of the opposite sex deep in her uterus. After a series of instinctive throbbing pains, a warm feeling that made her weak all over turned into a warm and moist stream, which was secreted deep in her penetrated honey hole.
A few minutes later, with her nipples being played with in Asami's mouth, her clitoris being rubbed by Asami's fingers, and her clitoris being repeatedly and powerfully pounded by Naga's piano music, she finally arched her back and released a large amount of vaginal fluid amidst shameful, angry, and immoral sobs, reaching an uncontrollable climax.
Ami smiled with satisfaction, while Naga's eyes remained filled with lust. The weeping Kotone understood that the long night had only just begun...