"Minister Yumeno, you...you're getting married soon, aren't you? Please, please let me go..."
Naga held her slender wrists down with one hand, keeping her firmly on the sofa, while his other hand caressed her long, shapely legs encased in brown stockings, sliding from her thighs down to her taut buttocks. He neither answered nor showed any intention of stopping.
In just six days, Naga easily gained the trust of this introverted, somewhat withdrawn young girl. The engagement ring on his finger also somewhat lowered Yoshimi's guard against him.
Asami, who was impatient with Yoshimi, was worried that Naga would be too busy to help him after the marriage, so she urged him to move up the timeline. Naga, who hadn't had his fill of excitement for a while, was indeed tempted. Taking advantage of Miku's presence at home while she was overseeing the decoration of the new house, he temporarily entrusted his business to someone else and left early with Yoshimi under the guise of an overseas visit.
He randomly picked a small business with which he had a cooperative relationship and conducted a quick routine follow-up visit, which was usually handled by junior staff. Then, Naga praised Yoshimi's performance since her internship and took her to a nearby izakaya under the pretext of rewarding her.
Dealing with a girl like Yoshimi who was practically naive and had already won over several urban office ladies, Naga easily achieved his goal of getting her drunk.
Naga sent the love hotel room number to Ami, knowing that the next hour or so would be his time to enjoy the perks.
Ryomi's drunken state made him even more tempting to bully, easily arousing the beast in the man's heart. He made up his mind to be rough. He tied Ryomi's wrists with a towel, and after confirming that the weak woman could not do anything even if she resisted, he straddled her waist and poured a glass of ice water over her head.
She must always be bullied; that weak and helpless look in her eyes, coupled with her naturally timid temperament, is like pouring fuel on the flames of violence.
Naga silently did what he wanted to do, pinching her buttocks, biting her breasts, kissing her forcefully, sucking and playing with her tongue, tearing her pantyhose, pulling aside her panties, and directly inserting his fingers into her still wet vagina.
"This isn't the first time you've been treated like this, is it?" Naga knew that after tonight, this weak girl would become Ami's love slave, a character even more miserable than Kae was back then. His slightly aroused sympathy softened his movements, and he asked in a low voice.
Unfortunately, with his penis erect, a man's sympathy rarely lasts long. Naga shook his head, intending to make only a less rough approach than expected. "Not this time." He lowered his head and began to tease the upturned, tender nipple with his tongue. It seemed to be underdeveloped, with a small areola and a nipple like a delicate flower bud. Even as his tongue moved, the erect bud remained soft enough. "If you're obedient, everything will be wonderful."
"No...I...I don't want this to happen, mmm...mmm..."
He immediately raised his hand and covered her mouth. Naga didn't want to waste any more time, since the period that belonged exclusively to him would come to an end after Ami arrived.
"Ugh..." The fingers inside her body began to dig violently. Ryomi's shoulders pressed against the armrest of the sofa. She shook her head in panic and let out muffled groans that were hard to understand.
This inexperienced, undeveloped body was surprisingly sensitive. When the second finger was inserted using the initial nectar, the inner walls of the vagina began to twitch excitedly. Slippery fluids, like oil, gushed out from all sides, paving the way for the man's invasion.
A woman like Ryomi, no matter where she enters society, will probably encounter this kind of thing. Naga chuckled and ripped off the torn pantyhose, then pulled her panties down to her ankles in one go, revealing a mons pubis that was more delicate than her age. Sparse pubic hair covered the simple-shaped labia, and the tiny clitoris was completely wrapped in the delicate foreskin, almost invisible unless you looked closely.
There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. This time, he doesn't want to risk being bitten off by Ryomei's oral sex. After all, the more someone is bullied for a long time, the more likely they are to suddenly retaliate at any time. It's better to get straight to the point.
He stood up, holding her half-naked body, and made her bend over with her hands on the back of the sofa. He stroked her smooth, round buttocks and smoothly penetrated her from behind. He bent down and rubbed her drooping breasts, swaying his hips back and forth with satisfaction.
Eager to release his pent-up sexual desire, Naga didn't put much thought into pleasing the woman's body. He simply thrust in and out for more than ten minutes according to his own needs, then pulled out his penis with heavy breathing and ejaculated a large amount of thick, white semen onto the peach-shaped buttocks protruding from behind the skirt.
Perhaps drawing on her past experiences of being abused, Liangmei thought it was all over. Exhausted, she collapsed onto the sofa, kneeling beside it, her cheek resting on her bound hands, and relaxed.
Naga sat down next to her, smoked a cigarette, rested for a while, took off all his clothes, went into the bathroom, took out a bath towel, squatted down and wiped the semen off Ryomei's buttocks, picked her up and threw her onto the double bed next to him.
"Minister, what...what else do you want to do?" Yoshimi stared blankly, her eyes wide, as the naked Naga climbed back onto her. She said in a panic, "W-wasn't it already over?"
"Looks like the guys you've been with before were all pretty impulsive," Naga chuckled mockingly, still too lazy to speak. He pulled her shirt up behind her shoulders, making it a natural restraint on her arms, and casually unhooked her bra, tossing it aside. He left her panties and stockings hanging around her ankles; it was more visually stimulating. He stripped off her skirt, giving her a satisfied once-over of her still slightly flushed, sexy naked body, and began to gently caress her with his hands.
"Ugh...it itches, Minister, don't touch there, there..." When the fingers brushed against the skin on her side, Yoshimi twisted nervously, the strange sensation making her even more flustered.
However, she seemed to never learn to resist, and even her twisting and dodging movements were surprisingly small.
Okay, I won't touch you. Naga curled his lips and instead attacked the thigh that was twitching slightly due to tension. Instead, he used his slippery tongue.
"Ha...haha, it's so itchy, so itchy...Minister, no...it hurts." Her tongue slid along the marks on her ribs, bringing a subtle, tingling sensation. Yoshimi gasped for breath and let out a strange laugh as she nervously dodged to the side.
Instead of pursuing her, Naga took the opportunity to kiss the skin on her back, bypassing her hands which were tied behind her back. His lips quickly moved to the fleshy buttocks below her waist, nibbling at them little by little.
"Waaah... Please, please don't bite me." Afraid of being bitten and hurt, Yoshimi tensed up her legs and started to strain her gluteal muscles.
"Okay, I won't bite." Naga licked his lips, his nose already close to the cleft between her two fleshy buttocks, and he could even smell the faint stench of the young woman's unwashed buttocks. It was a unique kind of stimulation. He sniffed excitedly, spread Ryomei's buttocks apart with both hands, lay on his side behind her, and stretched his neck to lick her perineum from her anus in one breath.
"Ahhh... Ahhh..." The young and beautiful girl instantly stiffened. The unexpected attack on her private parts by the tongue made her sexy screams mixed with a lot of panic.
"How can you do that! Minister... don't touch there!" The sweet touch of a soft tongue relentlessly attacking the center of her buttocks kept coming. Whether it was her anus or vagina, the surface covered with taste buds would bring a fresh wave of soreness all over her body. Her adult experience was limited to being raped by Ryomi, and she quickly fell into a vortex of lust in fear.
Holding her thighs tightly to prevent her from escaping, Naga moved her nimble tongue, patiently stimulating her wet crotch, skillfully avoiding the most sensitive clitoris, and simply circling back and forth between her anus, labia and groin.
The reason for not ejaculating inside was for convenience at this moment, since he wasn't particularly interested in the taste of his own semen. Naga inserted the tip of his tongue into the moist honey pot while poking Ryomi's anus with his saliva-covered little finger.
The muscles in her pelvic cavity were immediately caught in an awkward situation. If she tightened them, her tight vagina would feel the intense stimulation from the friction of the tongue against the inner wall more clearly. But once she relaxed, the knuckles of her fingers would easily squeeze into the sphincter. Her rectum, which had never only ever excreted but never had anything flowing back in, was immediately aroused by a strange pleasure that made her brain feel numb.
"Ugh...ugh...no, don't...my body is...so...so strange...woo...woo umm..." The first orgasm she experienced in her life came just like that, with her anus being played with and her honey hole filled with the man's saliva. Ryomei choked and bit her lower lip, her body moving back and forth a couple of times, her soft thighs tightly clamping Naga's head on both sides, and she released a mess of nectar.
This was the moment he had been waiting for. He withdrew his tongue, rolled it in his mouth, and savored the sweet taste of the tender female love juice. Then, he grabbed her buttocks and laid her on her back. He then straddled her chest with his head and feet facing each other, forcefully spreading her legs. He lowered his head and brought his mouth to her still throbbing vulva, sucking on her swollen clitoris.
"Gah, gah!" Liangmei's naked body stiffened again, and the leg still covered with tattered stockings and underwear was suddenly lifted into the air, trembling with a muffled groan.
The deliberate cooling treatment had successfully brought the clitoris to a level of sensitivity far exceeding its normal level. Combined with the enhanced effect of the recent orgasm, as soon as Naga's tongue touched the soft yet firm, tender clitoris and rubbed it back and forth a few times, Ryomei moved her slender waist and once again blossomed into a flower of pleasurable lust.
This was, of course, just the beginning. Intending to use the continuous orgasms as a means of tormenting her, the woman's body, which was entering orgasm one after another under the manipulation of his tongue, soon welcomed his inserted fingers. When his fingers began to skillfully and rapidly move, accurately hitting her easily found G-spot, accompanied by a delicate and long, melodious moan, a stream of fluid spurted into his mouth, and a flush quickly spread across her fair skin.
Much thinner than honey, yet slightly thicker than urine, Naga raised her head with satisfaction, turned around and kissed Ryomei, who was still bewildered in the throes of orgasm, pouring all the fluid she was experiencing for the first time back into her own mouth.
While convulsing and swinging her hips upwards, she swallowed the fluids she had ejaculated. Liangmei's mind was probably blank, with only intense pleasure permeating her senses.
Naga licked his lips, becoming even more excited by this orgasm. Among the women he had played with, some had orgasmed to the point of incontinence or unconsciousness, but perhaps due to differences in physical constitution, this was the first time he had ever witnessed a true orgasm. Naturally, merely tasting it with his mouth was not enough to satisfy him. He stared at the swollen mons pubis, which appeared even softer and more alluring due to engorgement, pressed down on her thighs, and reached out his hand.
...Ninety minutes later, when Asami arrived with a portable camera to receive her prey, Yoshimi's crotch was soaked as if a basin of water had been spilled, and the sweat on her body looked as if she had just been dragged out of the bathtub.
Her hands were outstretched, her legs dangling limply over the edge of the bed, spread open to the sides. Her lower groin was dripping with fluid, and the swollen anal muscles bulged outwards. The central anus was almost invisible, and from the center of the swollen sphincter muscles, a white, cloudy liquid slowly flowed out, mixed with bright red blood streaks.
But she didn't seem to be in much pain. Her soft tongue hung at the corner of her open lips. Tears, snot, and saliva smeared her originally lovely face. Her disheveled face even seemed to have a hint of a smile, lewd and eerie. Her eyes, which were only slightly open, showed no pupils, only a sliver of white.
Like a broken doll, covered in filth, lying there quietly.