Terumi & Setsuko Wake Noriko & Nanashi As Maids; Sumiko Fucks Reiko's Mouth On Nanashi's Cock; Dominating Mitsuko Without Hypnotism; Kimiko Lovingly Dommes Reiko; Yuriko Practice-Dommes Kimiko

At some point in the early morning, you feel Terumi slip out of your grasp, peeling away from your body. There's a brief moment where her lips kiss and suckle at your neck, then you let out a little grumble and she seems to catch herself. She gets out of bed, and you hear the shower run before falling back into the depths of sleep.

You're woken up to see a breakfast tray placed along your torso, Noriko sleepily sucking and nibbling on your shoulder, her little teeth digging into your flesh. Terumi's wearing a maid outfit, and she's kneeling next to Setsuko (also in a maid outfit), the two of them bent over to lick at your cock. When Terumi notices you've awoken, she quickly pats Setsuko's side and rises herself, a broad smile on her face.

"Good morning, Master!" Both women say in unison, Setsuko wearing a blush and a nervous smile, Terumi simply an exuberant grin.

"Your maids hope you're happy with your wake up!" Terumi says, with a smile.

"A-ah, right, yes," Setsuko says, nodding along. "Um. Your maids want their master to be happy!" She gives a somewhat overexaggerated smile, and her cheeks are blushing bright red, but you can tell she's kind of enjoying herself, in a guilty fashion.

Noriko mumbles sleepily, her large eyes flickering slowly open. She looks down and blinks more quickly. "I believe I am seeing double," she mumbles, before hooking her head back into your shoulder and closing her eyes once more, practically grinding her petite body against yours.

"You should help Noriko wake up too," you say.

"Yes, Master!" Terumi says, practically diving down towards Noriko's sex, her tongue noisily licking at her. Noriko mumbles and kicks a little in her half-asleep state, her cheeks heating up from arousal.

"I actually meant..." you trail off, as Terumi looks up at you, worried she did something wrong. You decide to let it go, gently petting her. "You know what, this is good too." You snuggle Noriko against you, rubbing her back softly. "Thank you for the wonderful wakeup, you two."

Setsuko leans forward to your cock, sucking your cockhead into her mouth, slurping on it, and Noriko starts to wake up from Terumi's work in her cunt, turning her head down lazily. She mumbles and sighs as Terumi's licking gets more enthusiastic, your concubine clearly enjoying eating her out. Noriko flops onto her backside, softly sighing as she receives cunnilingus. You wonder how thoroughly Yuriko's been training her.

You reach for Noriko's chin, directing her face towards you, and she kisses you softly and sweetly on the lips. Setsuko gives a happy little hum before starting to descend down your cock, her throat slowly enveloping your manhood. Terumi's noisy licking and sucking seems as much for your benefit for Noriko's, and she moans and makes plenty of other noises too. It doesn't take too much of that for Noriko to orgasm, moaning into your mouth as she squirts her juices all over Terumi's face.

Once Noriko's finished, Terumi herself audibly pops off, and pulls Setsuko off your cock for a moment. You look down and see her positioning Setsuko so the two can kiss over your cock, tongues and cum and Noriko's juices sliding across your dick as they awkwardly kiss around your cockhead, doing incredibly interesting and intense things to you down there. You groan, jerking a little, at the sight of them kissing on your cock, and reach over for your phone.

"Hey," you say, making both of them look up at you, seeing as you position your phone for a photo. "Could you pull down your maid uniforms a little?" Terumi eagerly does so, and Setsuko blushes, but does the same, smiling up at you gently. "Now give me a bit of titwank, please."

You take numerous shots as the two well-endowed girls give you a titjob. Terumi's enthusiastic, drooling onto your cock, occasionally leaning forward to kiss Setsuko on slurp on your cockhead where it pops out between her tits. Setsuko's cheeks blush, and she occasionally leans down to lick at your cockhead, more in mimicry of Terumi than having a good idea of exactly what to do in that sort of situation. Both girls keep their hands thoroughly attached to their breasts, smushing them together over your cock, their eyes focused on you to make sure they're putting on a good show.

You wind up exploding all over their tits and faces, splashing them with a thick load of your seed - you make sure to get quite a few shots of that too, the enraptured face of Terumi as cum rains down on her, the blushing face of Setsuko as she licks a bit off Terumi's cheek when Terumi eagerly offers it up to your sexy maid. Noriko quietly watches from your side as you take pictures, then seems to steel with determination. "Take photographs of my bust as well," she says, reclining, presenting her petite chest to your camera.

You take several photos of it, dotingly kissing Noriko on the head, while Terumi slowly cleans herself and Setsuko of your cum with her fingers, running along the lines of it and then slurping it into her mouth. When you're done with your photos, Terumi's also finished with her cum cleanup. She immediately slides back in between Noriko's legs and starts slurping and sucking; this time, Noriko clenches her thighs around Terumi's head, holding her in place. "I do not want you to stop eating me out," she notes, as her ankles twine together.

For her part, Setsuko notices you're still hard, and leans forward, sucking your cock into her mouth, wrapping her tits around your manhood and giving it a bit of a massage before starting to simply indulge herself, fucking her throat up and down your cock. She moans in pleasure as your cock runs along her tongue, soon orgasming from the pleasure and force of it, moaning as her eyes roll up in pleasure. You gently run your fingers through her hair as she eagerly sucks, and Noriko tilts her head to request a kiss.

You give it to her, softly pressing your lips against hers. With one hand, you continue to pet and soothe Setsuko as she eagerly sucks your cock, and with the other, you gently play with Noriko's tit. The three girls orgasm off and on at various points; Noriko from Terumi's cunnilingus, Terumi from running her tongue all over another girl's cunt, and Setsuko from sucking your cock. You enjoy as each of them moans in sequence, the sweet sound of their pleasure music to your ears.

Eventually, you ejaculate for a second time that morning, moaning into Noriko's mouth as your cum fills the inside of her mother's. Setsuko sweetly hums and suckles at your cockhead, getting out every drop of cum, and you enjoy the exquisite feeling of her mature lips sucking you dry.

When you're completely spent, Setsuko gently rises from the bed, taking a tissue from the dresser and dabbing at her tits, collecting the last of your cum, where Terumi missed it. She actually sniffs it, taking in your scent with a happy blush, which becomes embarrassed as she realizes you saw, and she hurriedly pulls her maid uniform back up and throws the tissue paper in the toilet.

Noriko continues to just writhe under Terumi's oral ministrations. You were planning on writing a love letter to Kayo this morning, and Terumi will have a hard time helping given that her head is currently firmly positioned between your littlest lover's thighs.

"Noriko," you say, making Noriko tilt her head to look at you, her lips stretching out expectantly. You smile and give her a doting, quick peck. "I had something I needed Terumi for."

"Her lower holes remain available," Noriko notes.

You laugh. "No, we were going to write a letter to her mother. Something sweet, thoughtful, and romantic, to make her feel appreciated. She can't help me like that." Noriko's shoulders slump a little, but she releases Terumi, who glances up to look at you as if to check to see if she should really disengage from Noriko's cunt. "Tell you what, you can sit in my lap while Terumi and I work on that."

Noriko smiles gently at that, and Terumi pops off her. Soon, the three of you are sitting at your desk, Noriko's arms gently wrapped around your neck as she sits on your cock, her lips absently kissing at your neck and shoulders. Terumi sits besides you, occasionally glancing at Noriko with a certain jealousy, while you try to find the best position to write with the eager little sex kitten's body in your way.

"What were you thinking of writing, by the way, Master? Let's start with your real feelings, and then edit them to be put as well as possible."

"I like her kindness and her dedication to her work. I want to support her. A beautiful, mature woman like her deserves to have a man who can spoil her."

"That's so thoughtful and sweet," Terumi says. "Anything else?"

"I admired her since I first saw her. She was a wonderful and considerate teacher, that much was obvious."

"That's good too," Terumi says. "Be specific about how you'd spoil her, and think of a particular incident that made you believe she was a good teacher. It doesn't have to be the most important one, but you want to have specificity, to tie it directly into who she is as a woman."

You nod, putting together a quick draft. As Terumi reads it over, you swap out the writing pen for a permanent marker and lean over Noriko's body as she gently grinds against you, her breasts pushing into your chest, her lips kissing at your neck. You write"I ♡ You" on her shoulder, and "Sex Kitten" just above her cute little butt, with a little image of a kitten making a :3 face between the words Sex and Kitten. You push her back a little, letting you make little flower patterns around her nipples. She smiles as you do so, presenting your work to you with a certain degree of pride, as she stares dead into your eyes.

Terumi and you go back and forth, editing and re-editing it, until she feels you've got a good final draft done.

Dear Kayo,

I admire you. I have since I first saw you, teaching with such earnestness and dedication. I still remember one troublesome student, Ami, who you spent an enormous amount of time helping, and how much you did to make that girl's life so much better. It must have been slow and hard, but you stuck to it.

I admire your kindness, the way you always reached out, even to the students other teachers might have considered a lost cause. I want to support you, to make it possible for you to keep doing your dream in comfort and security. A woman as beautiful, kind, and good as you deserves a man who can spoil her.

I want to be that man, Kayo. I'm sorry it's been so long since we last spoke - your maturity and level head leaves me feeling like a young boy all over again, and since I want to always make a good impression on you, not to leave you remembering some stuttering or blithering child unworthy of you.

If you would have me, I would be honored. I would treat you with sincerity and affection and care, as you so richly deserve. I've striven to make your daughter happy - let me do the same with you, and I will make sure you do not regret it.

Sincerely yours,

Nanashi Kusakabe​

"That looks great, Master," Terumi says. "Just one last thought - maybe you should send it with an invitation on a date? I can hardly imagine she'd read something like this and deny you that."

"That's a good idea. Thank you." You edit the final draft to include an invitation to watch a movie together on Wednesday, hopefully retiring to her home in the aftermath, if things go well.

At that point, you realize you really do need to get to school, and pull Noriko off you, taking a brisk shower with her and Terumi before the three of you get properly dressed and head to school. Reiko sits next to Kyoko, nervously chewing the end of her pencil, when you enter. She swallows as you sit down behind her, and turns to Kyoko.

"Hey, Kyoko," she says, awkwardly.

"What?" Kyoko half-barks.

"I just wanted to say, you're a really good class vice president."

Kyoko blinks in surprise, looking at her uncertainly. "Oh. Thanks, I guess."

She made a bit longer confession on the tape, and she didn't even apologize for being a slut, nor does it really look like she's about to...

You decide to let her off for the moment. You can make her apologize in further detail later, in private, if you want.

Class starts up, proceeds about as expected, and then comes the lunch break. Mitsuko nervously enters the room to eat with your girls, and Terumi hands you a bento you don't know when she had time to make. Before she got into that maid outfit? Very forward thinking, that girl.

You lean over to Terumi, giving her a little kiss, and she smiles warmly. "Very thoughtful of you, Terumi. Thank you." You turn over to Yuriko, playing with your phone and sending her a clutch of pictures. Her eyes widen and she licks her lips as she receives them, cooing softly, looking like she wishes she could jump into the photographs. "Reiko," you say, tapping her on the shoulder. Her eyes flick back to you, uncertainly. "The bet's not over. Come on."

Kyoko audibly scoffs as you take Reiko out of the room, proceeding to text Sumiko and order her to meet you in Room 42.

The three of you soon arrive, taking your seats and starting to dig into your lunches. There's a very defined heat to Reiko's cheeks, and when she occasionally looks into your eyes, it's with the gaze of a wild animal.

"It is nice to have the opportunity to speak with you again, Nanashi-sama," Sumiko says, in a firm tone of voice, as she rips into what looks to be sushi at a glance.

"How has your training regimen been going, Sumiko?" You ask.

She chews what's in her mouth before speaking. "It has been going well. I have been keeping my body in ready shape to do whatever is required of me."

"Any special plans this week?"

"Ah. Reiko and I were planning to play at the arcade together, on Wednesday. Unless that interrupts some plan of yours, of course, Nanashi-sama." You shake your head, and she smiles. "I was thinking, also, of inviting Chou along. She enjoys playing games, and is better at them than myself. Reiko often finds my contributions to our cooperative victory less than perfect."

Reiko blushes at that. "It's fine."

"I don't wish to be an anchor around your neck, Reiko-san," Sumiko says.

"It's nice to hear that you two are getting on," you tell Sumiko and Reiko. "You were great yesterday, by the way. Your cocksucking was much more loving and passionate than the usual professional flair." Reiko blushes brighter. "And thank you for making an effort with Kyoko. I appreciate it."

"Well... you're welcome," Reiko decides on, her expression a little awkward. "Honestly, I didn't really want to do it, but, you kind of do have the ability to send her video of me saying worse, more degrading stuff, so... yeah."

At that point, the three of you have mostly finished your food.

"I'm not going to show anyone the video without your permission, don't worry, Reiko. And if I do ask you to do something degrading to show to Kyoko, I'll ask Kyoko to return the favor in kind."

"Oh. Well. Cool, thanks." Her cheeks flare up a bit as you finish off your delicious homemade bento that Terumi lovingly made for you, and you rise from your seat. Sumiko puts down her finished meal as well, striding towards you, tall and muscular and absolutely yours. You smile up at her, leaning forward to kiss her, and briefly make out as Reiko watches.

Reiko squirms a little, and there's a little wildness in her eyes. She scrapes her seat as she turns away from the two of you and ravenously finishes off the rest of her meal. When she's done, she glances back, and sort of stares at the two of you kissing for a bit, you catching her out of the corner of your eye. You can't see her expression that well, with the direction of your glasses, but her mouth falls open, and she seems ready to slobber on her shirt. She swallows, noisily, and you pop your mouth of Sumiko's. "Want to join in?"

Reiko nods mutely, her fingers clenching at the table as if she was trying to stop herself from feeling something or doing something, but it fails. "I want you to fuck my throat and use it like your personal cocksleeve," she says, with a manic look on her face. Sumiko's eyebrows raise in surprise at the intensity of her response.

"Think you can help her make her wish come true?" You ask Sumiko with a smile.

"She seems unusually intense," Sumiko says, with a little worry in her voice.

"We made a bet, which she lost. As a consequence, she agreed to suck my cock exclusively for a week."

Sumiko nods along. "Still. This is not how I remember her being about fellatio, earlier."

"She got a little crazy yesterday too, but I think she's just finding her new normal," you tell her.

"You did not... coerce her, did you?" Sumiko asks. "Sorry, Nanashi-sama, but such a question can't escape my mind."

Reiko licks her lips noisily. "PLEASE use my mouth as a cock receptacle already," Reiko demands, leaning forward over her desk and opening her mouth wide, tongue flailing about.

"Like I said. We made a bet. I wasn't blackmailing her or anything like that, and I told her if she really wanted to we could stop."

Sumiko nods, considering the question as Reiko flails her tongue in the air in a desperate attempt to entice you. Then she steps forward to Reiko, putting her finger on the girl's tongue, making her sag a little in relief as she runs her finger up and down Reiko's tongue. Sumiko stares her in the eyes, taking in a look of manic sexual desire. "Are you alright, Reiko?" Reiko nods rapidly. "Nanashi-sama did not... hurt you, did he?"

She shakes her head. Sumiko bites her lower lip in concern.

She removes her finger from Reiko's mouth. "When Nanashi-sama made love to you yesterday, how did you feel?"

"Fantastic!" She breathes out. "He fucked Noriko's throat while I ground my cunt on her chin. It was fun, but then I really, really needed to feel his cock in my mouth, so I let him pop my cherry to feel it in my mouth again. PLEASE fuck my throat, Nanashi, Nanashi-sama, Facefuck God."

"Terumi's into some degradation too," you point out to Sumiko, who has her phone out and is texting someone. "I really didn't rape her," you say. "Come on, you know me."

"Oft has someone said that they know another and been proven wrong. I am texting Noriko, regardless, Nanashi-sama, to confirm Reiko's account." An awkward few seconds pass, Reiko just barely managing to shut her mouth. She sighs in relief as she sees something written on the other end. "I guess this is just how Reiko is with a man she loves, then," she says, looking at Reiko. "How would you like it if I held you aloft as Nanashi-sama used your mouth?"

"That sounds like fun," she says, with an eagerness to her voice. "It'll be like I really am a cocksleeve."

"Yes, it will," Sumiko says, with an almost doting smile, hefting Reiko up, carrying her bridal style for a moment before the smaller girl lays her body flat in Sumiko's arms. Sumiko descends, semi-kneeling, holding Reiko in her hands. "She wants it, Nanashi-sama, and I would not deny my liege's lover her desires." Reiko's mouth lies open and expectant.

You reach for Reiko's panties and skirt, hooking your finger into them and peeling them off, placing them on a nearby desk. The panties are already wet, but you don't want them to get completely drenched. Then you maneuver over to Reiko's mouth, popping open and closed, eagerly awaiting your cock as she salivates in anticipation, and slide your dick into her waiting mouth.

She promptly climaxes, a splash of her juices escaping her cunt. Her whole body twitches in Sumiko's grasp.

Your cock slowly and steadily strokes in and out of her mouth, making her squirm and pant on your dick, her legs kicking absently at the air, forcing Sumiko to shift her grip a bit. You enjoy the feeling of her tongue sashaying about on the upper half of your cock, her soft hums and moans of joy and desire as you stroke in and out, using her throat like your personal cocksleeve, like she so eagerly wants.

Your hands reach for her modest tits, groping and squeezing them as Sumiko holds her body aloft for you, proceeding with a steady and thorough pace. "You're very good at this," you grunt, as you fuck Reiko's throat. "Your strength and steady hands always manage to impress me." Sumiko blushes faintly, but smiles at the compliment.

"Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she says. "I am glad my body and my work serve to please you." You let go of Reiko's tits, gently stroking her throat with one hand, feeling the bulge of your cock as she squirms and orgasms on your dick. The other hand runs through Sumiko's short, blonde hair, absently tucking it behind an ear to get a better look at her, and she blushes as you do so, her blue-grey eyes meeting yours, a soft smile on her lovely lips.

Your cock accidentally pops out of Reiko's mouth, and she rapidly opens and closes it, eager for more. "Please fuck my throat, Facefuck God. Answer my prayer for more throat fucking," she says, putting her hands together in a little miming of prayer. You shove your cock into her throat, rooting around, grinding your balls against her nostrils as she hums on your cock, eagerly taking it before climaxing again on your dick. Sumiko stuggles to keep her balance for a moment, but manages admirably, and you start to thrust in and out again.

With one hand feeling Reiko's throat bulge with your cock, the other reaches for Sumiko's tit, groping it through her school uniform. Sumiko bites her lower lip, a flush coming to her features from arousal at having her body used in multiple ways at the same time. Meanwhile, Reiko moans on your cock, her hands reaching down for her cunt, starting to play with herself as you fuck her throat, joyous moans and gurgles escaping her lips as you stroke in and out. Plenty of drool starts to run down her features, lewdly staining her face, her long pink hair trailing down as well.

As you enjoy Reiko's throat, and the eager little suckslut slurps and moans on your cock, you lean forward towards Sumiko, letting your lips kiss hers. It's an awkward angle, and Sumiko winds up pushing Reiko further along, so she's holding her aloft more by the small of her back than by her shoulders, and your little suckslut grabs onto your sides for purchase as she humps herself up and down your cock. She moans and comes on your cock again, grinding her face into your groin, her nostrils pressing against her pubes as she readily and eagerly uses her throat as your personal cock massager. All the while, Sumiko continues her sensual kiss, softly sucking on your tongue and lower lip, before you finally pant and pull back.

"Where do you want my cum?" You ask Reiko, who hurriedly points at her lips, almost trying to fishhook her mouth open with your cock still inside. You pull back a little and finally release, ejaculating all over her palate, making her moan and squirm in animal pleasure as she orgasms again, a bit of your cum escaping her lips and running down onto her features, an absent stray drop running down her cheek.

When you're completely finished, you pull out, and Sumiko carries Reiko over to the wall, sitting her upright against it as Reiko wears an adorable fucked-stupid look on her face, eyes unfocused. One of her fingers absently traces your cum off her cheek and pops it into her mouth, and she gives a little giggle as she swills it.

"Sumiko," you say, and your loyal servant turns to you. "Thank you for your work. And I appreciate your concern for Reiko's well being. You're a good woman." She blushes a bit at that. "Please, bend over and let me give you a nice, hard fucking."

"As you wish, Nanashi-sama," she says, turning away from you, bending over the countertop that Reiko is leaning against. She flips up her skirt and peels her panties down to about her thighs, and then awaits your penetration. You promptly thrust inside, making her squirm and pant as your cock fills up her waiting cunt. You groan in pleasure at the feeling, your hands reaching up to grope her tits through her shirt, and she bites her lower lip and pants.

"Let out all your sexy noises," you tell her, in a soft coo. "Let me hear my most obedient servant moan on her liege's cock."

Sumiko nods, soon letting her noises be heard, the sensual moans that escape her lips a delight to hear. Each time she comes, her cunt seems to constrict with such force that you can barely stroke in and out, and as you enjoy her eager cunt, Reiko recovers, stepping over behind you to start eating out your ass, her greedy tongue rooting around without even asking, only scattered pants of "love," and "cock," escaping her lips in between noisy slurps.

With a woman in front and another working the back, it doesn't take too long for you to ejaculate a second time, spraying cum inside of Sumiko's waiting cunt, her fingers digging into the counter in front of her as she enjoys herself. "Thank you, Nanashi-sama," she breathes out.

"No, thank you, Sumiko," you tell her, nibbling her ear lightly, making her blush, "for being such a diligent and loyal servant."

You and Sumiko lie there, your body collapsed against her back, while Reiko keeps greedily eating out your butt, or licking your balls, with devotion and vigor. By the time you recover, you have to get back to class fairly soon, so you only really have time to clean up the mess. Reiko's cheeks flush as she comes back to herself while you, fully clothed, dab at her cunt and thighs with a paper towel.

"Th-thanks," she mumbles, uncertainly. "Holy hell," she breathes. "I really... damn..." She shakes her head, then gives a bit of a laugh. "I thought that was a one time thing, last night." Her fingers run through her hair. "Well, I guess it's not so bad. It's kind of a crazy state of mind, but I've got a definitely loving boyfriend to look out for my well-being while I'm in it. Plus you, Sumiko," she adds. "Thanks for being thoughtful. You're a good pal."

Sumiko simply bows her head briefly in acknowledgement. "We must be returning to class, soon."

"Right, yeah," Reiko says, collecting her panties and skirt.

You step over to Sumiko, pulling her into you and kissing her, your hands running first along her back, then along her stomach, feeling her muscular abdomen as she hums and smiles at you. When you pull away from her, you turn to Reiko, who's securing her panties in place, and pull her into a surprise kiss, making her squeak a bit, blushing as you press against her. Still, she gets into it, her hands absently running along your chest.

When you pull your lips away from hers, you really don't have much time to get back to class, so you practically run downstairs. You spot Mitsuko departing for her class, and you grab her upper arm, surprising her. "Mitsuko. I saw some of the boys in my class looking at you, and I'm sure there are more in your class. I won't allow that kind of thing." She blushes, a certain erotic and romantic tinge to her expression, like Terumi's when you call her your concubine. "From now on, you're going to wait outside our class, and I'll personally drop you off at your home."

"Y-yes," she practically breathes out. "I-if you think it's for the best."

"I do, my little princess," you say, jerking her into a full force kiss, your tongue practically sliding down her throat. She moans into your mouth happily, swooning as you hold her upright. When you pull away, you stare her in the eyes. "Don't forget," you command.

"I won't," she breathes.

The remainder of class passes in a blur, and you pretend to be so focused on your book as to remain behind when the rest of the students filter out.

Once they're gone, Amaya-sensei steps forward to your seat, looking down at you with a serious expression on her face. "Are you really just distracted reading, or is it something else that's keeping you here?"

"Something else," you admit. She nods, waiting patiently. "A beautiful woman I've missed out on spending time with. I don't want to monopolize your time, since I don't want to make our relationship too obvious, but I want to see you again."

Amaya-sensei smiles, taking a seat on your desk, her fingers absently brushing your chin. "You know just what to say," she says, with a sly smile, taking off your glasses, tucking them into the front of your shirt, and then leaning down and forward to kiss you, her tongue forcing its way into your mouth. After a long few seconds of sucking face, she pops off. "What were you thinking?"

"Wednesday, afternoon. I have plans that evening, but I'd like to see you again soon. Is there anything you can think of that you'd like to do?" You ask, putting your hand on hers, staring her dead in the eyes.

"Hmm," she says, with a thoughtful little hum. Her finger runs along your cheek, slowly down to your collarbone, teasing your glasses for a moment before continuing the rest of the way down. "Let's try my place. Bring something for me to eat. Surprise me."

She hops off your desk, then, practically strutting her way to the doorway, her long legs making the swaying movements of her hips all the more appealing. She's obviously intentionally exaggerating them, and she flashes you a quick knowing smile as she opens the door. "Ah, Mitsuko-san," she says, "Nanashi-san just wanted to speak to me about something. He's free, now."

Amaya then departs. Mitsuko sticks her head into the room, nervously adjusting her glasses. "I, I'm waiting," she says, full of nervous energy. "If you're not going to drive me home, I could go get another guy to do so," she adds, licking her lips a bit.

You growl, rising from your seat, pinning her against the wall and roughly kissing her. She moans into your mouth, her eyelashes fluttering as her glasses press against your face. Your hands run down her body, slipping under her skirt and giving her tight little ass an appreciative squeeze. You pop off her mouth, staring her dead in the eyes. "You're my princess. Don't forget that. No other guy is allowed to get close to you, do you understand?" She pants, nodding. "Good." You take hold of her upper arm, taking her out to the car, and she blushes and eagerly goes along with you. "Tell Shiiro your address," you order her, clicking the intercom button.

She hurriedly does so, and you close the privacy screen, putting your own glasses back on, making sure to hit just the right angle to cause them to briefly reflect a sharp glare into Mitsuko's eyes. Her cheeks flush in arousal at that, the way the movement evokes a certain archetype in fiction.

"Once you're my kept woman, you'll live in luxury like this all the time," you tell her. "Would you like that?" She nods, quickly. "Then prove your loyalty to me. All this talk about other men has me feeling jealous. Get on your knees."

Mitsuko blushes bright red, but nods, getting on her knees in front of you, nervously adjusting her glasses.

Her hands uncertainly come up towards your pants, and you grab her wrists, stopping her. "First, get me hard," you order. "No touching until then."

You let go of her wrists, and she pauses briefly, her eyes considering your groin. She absently licks her lips, then glances up at you. Her head twists, and she struggles for the moment to figure out what to say, having obviously never been the seducer before in her life. It's interesting, watching the gears turn in her head, and she finally speaks up.

"Do you want to leave your mark on my body?" She asks, starting to undo her blouse. She's wearing a fairly plain white bra beneath it, her eyes looking up at you, and she pulls off her shirt. She practically thrusts her tits forward, expectantly. "Do you want to write your name right here?" She asks, running her finger along the line of her collarbone as she stares up at you from behind her glasses. Your cock throbs, and her eyes flash down to it, a smile on her lips that she came up with a good idea. Her hands reach behind her, undoing her bra. Her breasts are modest, but definitely cute. "Do you want to mark me as yours? Brand me? Own me?" Her cheeks flush as she sees the increasing reaction from you. "I want you to do that too," she says, licking her lips. "Please," she halfway breathes out. "Let me suck your cock."

You dutifully undo your pants, letting your hard cock pop out, and she stares at it, uncertain quite what to do without orders. Her lips gingerly kiss at your cockhead, and she sighs in pleasure at it, a sense of relief running through her body language. She slowly licks her way up and down your length, staring up at you behind your glasses, and you absently run your fingers through her hair. "I want you to start wearing sexy underwear at all times," you order. "That plain white bra just marred your natural beauty." Her cheeks flush. "A girl as sexy as you should look sexy for her man at all times. It'll be fine, since no other man will ever get to see it. Or else."

She breathes out, licking her lips. "What would you do, if you found out another guy wanted me?"

"I'm sure lots of guys want you. In fact, I bet you've rejected a lot of suitors already, since you know you belong to me. Tell me about them."

Her cheeks blush, and you're pretty sure she hasn't had any suitors to reject (unless you count Masahiko, you suppose), but she starts to describe them. "There was one, he was, um, a half-foreign boy," she starts.

"Tell me how much better I am than him."

"You're much hotter," she says, "and so much richer." You reach for the back of her head, pushing her down your cock, making her slowly take you to the base. She just hums in appreciation, eyes lidding as she takes your dick in her mouth, moaning a little on it.

"I'm smarter, too, aren't I?" She nods around your dick, doing amazing things to it. "More charming." She nods again, her cheeks seeming to burn with arousal. "And I treat you the way you deserve to be treated - like a perfect princess trapped in a tower."

At that point, she comes on your cock, her hips bucking as she orgasms with your dick down her throat. You let her ride it out, enjoying the way her eyes roll up, before pulling her off, admiring her heaving chest as she catches her breath. "You don't get to suck my cock again until you tell me thank you. After all, I made you come. You're not an unappreciative lover, are you?"

She shakes her head, panting. "N-no," she stammers out. "Thank you, my prince."

At that, you force her back down, and you can see her arousal at the rough treatment, the way you're using your body like you need it more than want it. "I can't get enough of you," you breathe out. "I'm going to have to build you an actual tower in my backyard, just for you. It will be locked at all times, and only I and my harem will have the keys. I can't risk you getting out of there and absconding with some man." She moans on your dick at that, as you grind her nostrils into your pubes. "I'll take care of you. I don't want to ever live without you, to ever have you escape my side. You'll be a loyal princess to your prince, won't you?"

She jerks and spasms in orgasmic bliss as she eagerly nods up and down your cock, moaning and twisting and sending waves of pleasure through your manhood as you hold her in place. When she finishes coming, you pop her off, and quietly adjust her glasses to be level once more. "I'm so glad I have you. I don't know what I would have done without you," you tell her, and she smiles. "But you would have been sad without me, too, wouldn't you have? I saved you from that Masahiko bastard. You should thank me for making you my kept woman."

She practically shivers in pleasure at that. "Thank you for making me your kept woman, my prince," she says. You lick your lips, staring down at her on her knees like that, and she moves forward to suck your cock once more.

Instead, you grab her hair and hold her off. "No. I need your cunt," you say, putting as much neediness in your voice as you can manage. She hurriedly flips up her skirt and tosses aside her moist panties, before letting you guide her up into your lap, where she bounces up and down on your cock. Her breathing is heavy as she does so, her eyes wild as she stares down at you, grinding in place, her bare tits pressing against your school uniform. You grab her head and pull her into a kiss, and she promptly explodes in orgasm, which makes you do so as well, filling up her cunt with your cum, splattering a thick load inside her, making her whimper in pleasure as her glasses press against your own.

Once you're both completely spent, you have her get dressed once more before letting her sit on your lap, absently fondling her and kissing her neck. "I'm going to keep you all to myself," you breathe out, enjoying her blush. "No other man can ever touch you again, you understand?" She nods. "I don't care how hard it is. You have to stay chaste and loyal to me. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you." She nods again.

At that point, the car comes to a stop, and Shiiro informs you that you're at Mitsuko's home. She gets out of your lap, looking at you, giving you a little smile. "Thank you, my prince," she says, blushing red as she does so, before scurrying out of the car.

You lean back and take out your phone as Shiiro starts to drive you home.

Hi, Kiyomi. I was wondering if you were free to do that brainstorming text thing. I have a free couple hours.

OK. How's this work?

Well, since you're the author, if you have any half-formed ideas in your head, we could work on them together.

I had this idea of a science fiction story about an android who is tasked with defending a nation in case of war, and is in a special bunker or something, and then armageddon happens while she's powered off. She winds up waking up centuries or millennia later, and her nation is destroyed, but civilization has collapsed so she's by far the most powerful being still alive. I was thinking of focusing on her internal struggle to come to terms with what's happened, but I feel like it needs a little more oomph.

What kind of genre were you thinking of, beyond just science fiction?

I don't know. I tend to write more emotionally-focused stories, so I guess something like that.

A romance or character study?

Something like that, yeah.

What's the android's personality like? That seems like a good starting point.

Well, she's a war machine. So probably something very military. Gruff and reserved, maybe?

A quick recommendation - try taking the straight answer and twisting it a bit. Any military archetypes come to mind that aren't going to be straight associated with war machine robot, or robot archetypes that aren't going to be associated with the military?

Hm. What about an extremely polite war robot? "Please, ma'am, do not reach for that firearm." "I suggest avoiding violence, sir." Hm. Maybe there's something there. Seems a little too plain.

Play it up to an extreme extent? "Sorry for killing you."

lol​

The response is almost instant, and she quickly begins texting further.

I mean, that's a humorous idea, but I don't think it quite fits.

Fair enough. Analytical?

Analytical is pretty war machine.

True. Let's try a different tack. History of the robot?​

The two of you text back and forth, with Kiyomi making the occasional slip of her otherwise serious texting style to post "lol", then immediately backpedalling. She makes some progress on the idea with your coaxing, but she doesn't feel confident enough to start on writing itself.

Thanks for the help. This was kind of fun.

Your lols were cute. You don't need to be formal with me while texting if you don't want to. I'm happy you found it fun. If you need help with anything, you can text me whenever.

Sure thing. Talk to you later.​

The conversation ends there.

You decide to head downstairs, sitting down in your mother's office and setting to work on your assigned tasks. It takes you a bit longer than you normally rush through it at, but it's more relaxing this way, a way to quiet down and destress by focusing on a simple, repetitive task and letting your mind wander.

When you finish up, putting aside the work and stand up, Kimiko stands as well. "Was that tougher than normal?" She asks.

"No, I just wanted to take it slow and relax a little."

She gives a snort and a small smile, at that. "You're very lucky if that's your idea of relaxing, Nan-chan."

"I wouldn't be your special young man if it wasn't," you tell her, with a smile. "I was thinking," you say, turning to Kimiko. "Setsuko is a wonderful woman, and she's spent so long feeling like crap because of that asshole she's married to. She wants another child, and she wants it with me. I can give it to her now - she has a job, a roof over her head, she's happy for the first time in years. The issue is that I'd have to stop taking the pill, and that means the rest of my girls would have to start taking it. Can you handle getting them all on the pill?"

Kimiko nods. "Certainly, Nan-chan. But," she says, "are you done?"

"Done?" You ask, uncertainly.

"You've collected quite the gallery of girls, but I've seen you bring over Raya and Chanette, and I don't believe you've started making love to them yet, gauging by their behavior at the time."

"That's true."

"Now, perhaps I could talk to the two of them, explain the importance of safe sex... but, are they it? Are you done? Spontaneous lovemaking after a wondrous date is not quite as spontaneous if the girl has to rush off to the drug store to pick up her pills. If there are any other girls you'd like, they'd have to be provided for. The female pill takes a half hour to take effect, after all, so even if you carried some pills in your pocket - and to be entirely honest, that is considered rather crass by most women - you'd have to wait a while before you could actually properly fuck the girl." She pauses. "I can still do it, if you think it's best."

"You know what? I've actually got a better idea, now that we're talking about it." Kimiko nods. "What if I took a pill on Friday morning, then only had vaginal sex with Setsuko over the weekend?"

"Hm," Kimiko says, thoughtfully, tapping her finger on her cheek. "That would work. You'd want to come inside as much as you could, that increases the odds of impregnation. I think with very vigorous lovemaking... it's been a while since we had Minori..." she says, as she tries to recall. "Something in the neighborhood of a fifty-fifty shot?"

"I'll take those odds," you say, with a smile. "And if it doesn't work, then we can just do it again another time."

Kimiko smiles gently. "You're such a thoughtful young man, doing something like this for Setsuko," she says, with a soft smile, gently caressing your cheek. "You really do deserve all the women you want, you know that, right?"

"Right now, the woman standing in front of me is the one I want," you tell her, with a smile, leaning forward to kiss her tenderly on the lips, her glasses clacking against yours. Her hands gently run along your backside and through your hair, her fingers giving your ass a grope, before you pull away. "What do you want to do? Special alone time with your son? Have Minori involved so you can make love to both your children? Dominate Mariko together?"

Kimiko hums softly, considering the question. Her fingers brush along your cheek softly, as she smiles warmly, looking into your eyes. "As fun as it might be to dominate Mariko, I think she needs a softer touch for you to properly enthrall her." She licks her lips thoughtfully. "Hm. I'd like to have both your younger sister and Momo, perhaps, but I think Momo is not quite over her dislike of me and I'd hate to push her further in that direction. I do enjoy teaching your sluts." She tilts her head, examining that thought. "Could you call over one of your girls I've not yet properly coached on pleasing you, for a little sleepover?"

"How would you feel about two?" You ask. Kimiko smiles in interest. "I was thinking, Yuriko's techniques as a dominant leave a bit to be desired. You saw how she is," you explain.

"That's true, it's hard to see how a girl with her... behavioral problems could really be a proper dominant. To be entirely honest, Nan-chan, even Terumi struck me as more capable of it."

"Well, the other girl is Reiko. She's a bit... enthusiastic, shall we say, in the bedroom. Bad enough that Sumiko briefly worried I'd... done something to her," you say, by way of explanation. "She's fine outside it, it's just when she's around my cock, it's like all her higher thoughts go out the window. Possibly the perfect subject for Yuriko to learn to dominate on."

Kimiko seems interested. "I'd certainly be interested in seeing such a young lady in action."

"She's just recently bonded, which I think might be part of it? It hit her really hard."

Kimiko nods. "Well, then. Let's have a little party, shall we?" She asks, with a smile.

* * *

Reiko arrives first, looking a bit nervous about the entire thing. It seems like it's more that she's worried she's going to go lust crazy again, and she winds up cuddling in your lap, having you wrap your arms around her to reassure her that you care.

"My son tells me you're a very enthusiastic bedroom partner," Kimiko says, as the three of you wait in your mother's bedroom for Yuriko to arrive.

She gives an awkward laugh. "The last couple times, yeah."

"Tell me about it."

"It's weird. It's hard to explain. Especially while I'm on Nanashi's lap, so c-close to his t-tasty cock." She swallows and shakes her head. "Sorry. Ah. It's like... like everything else gets crowded out. By thoughts about his cock, and how I want to feel it on my tongue, in my throat, fucking me, using my mouth and lips and breath to pleasure and suck and be used for his selfish pleasure and come hard and..." her fingers tense and squeeze on your thighs, and you softly nuzzle her cheek, trying to calm her down. "You get the idea." She still shakes a little.

"I do," Kimiko nods. "Quite the peculiar condition. Can you think of any reason it might have happened?"

"Not really," she says, shaking her head. "I dunno, maybe I sucked so much dick that when I finally fell in love with a guy it kinda fried my brain."

"Hm," Kimiko says. The doorbell rings. "That's likely Yuriko. I'm going to be coaching her on domination, and you on submission. Don't worry, I'll be gentle with you, and make sure she is too. Maybe we can work on that issue of yours, too."

Reiko gives a laugh. "Thanks. I mean, it's fun when it happens, and it's not like it's really Nanashi's fault, so I can't be too mad, but I'd at least like to be able to just give a regular blowjob some of the time."

"Hmm." Kimiko hums softly. "I think I'd prefer to work on this issue alone, without Yuriko's involvement, and give it my full attention."

"She's already here, though," Reiko points out. "Kind of rude to kick her out on my account."

"There are any number of other things Yuriko can happily occupy herself with while I work on you. She can join us afterwards. She did like Setsuko, didn't she?"

"She did," you agree.

"Could you see if Setsuko would entertain her? With how much of a drooling lezzo that one is, I doubt she'd need to do much more than let Yuriko touch her tits to have her give us a good hour of free time."

"Uh, sure," you say, picking Reiko up and depositing her on the bed, heading out of the bedroom.

Setsuko's uncertain about handling Yuriko in a solo context, but when you explain that it's for a good cause, she steels herself and nods. "I'm sure I'll manage to enjoy it. I can tell her what to do, right?"

"Of course. Don't let her do anything you don't want to. Tell her I told you that, too, so she knows it comes from me. And if you're uncomfortable, you know, take your time. Make something to eat and eat it with her. You don't need to jump right to sex or anything. You can stop wherever you want."

"Okay," Setsuko says, with a nod. She glances down at herself, currently wearing her maid outfit. "Should I wear something else?"

"I guarantee you Yuriko will love that outfit. She's at the door right now, probably impatiently waiting for me to answer it."

"Right." Setsuko nods to herself again, taking a deep breath. "I can handle one teenager on my own. I'm a grown woman." She marches off to meet up with Yuriko, and you head back to the bedroom.

Kimiko's got Reiko in her lap, and she's absently stroking the girl's hair, Reiko's eyes closed as she does so. "Remain relaxed," she says, softly. "We're going to start soon. Are you relaxed?" Reiko sleepily nods. "Good. Now, Nanashi is here. Keep your eyes closed. Nanashi's cock is out," Kimiko lies. "Keep your eyes closed. Stay calm. Are you calm?" Reiko pants a little. "Breathe. Deep breaths," she softly says, and Reiko tries her best to take some, managing to level out. "Do you think you can stay as calm as you are right now, if you could see Nanashi's cock?"

Reiko hesitates, and then shakes her head.

"Okay, that's okay. It's good that you know your limits. I'm going to blindfold you, and then you're going to get down on your knees, and my son is going to put his big, hard cock in front of your face." Reiko's whole body vibrates with nervous energy, one leg bouncing up and down as Kimiko takes a night mask and slips it over her head. "Now, you know what to do," she says, softly.

Obediently, Reiko descends onto her knees in front of you, panting. She swallows, then lets her mouth fall open.

You kneel down before Reiko, taking the back of her head and softly kissing her on the lips. She whimpers a little, in both unmet need and genuine affection, her fingers reaching out for your chest, softly running along it, then starting to slide down. You take her wrists and stop her from touching your cock, and she stops, letting her hands fall between her thighs. You start to undo the buttons on her blouse, slowly peeling it off, following it up with her top; piece by piece removing her clothes until she's naked. Her breathing is shallow, a mix of arousal and a desperate desire to remain in control.

Your fingers slide down to her sex, gently teasing it, and she pants noisily. "Fuck my throat," she whines. "P-please," she begs. Kimiko slides down off the bed behind her, her hands cupping Reiko's modest breasts, gently teasing her nipples between two fingers, making Reiko quiver a bit.

"Be calm," Kimiko coos. "Be calm. Tell Nanashi in soft, gentle terms, that you would like if you could smell his cock."

"Please let me smell your cock," she whimpers out, and Kimiko gives her nipples a sharp little pinch, making her thighs clench. "May I please smell your cock?" She licks her lips noisily, and you pull down your pants, waving your cock in front of her face. Her nostrils flare as she smells it, and she tries to lunge forward.

Your mother grabs her hair and stops her, holding her back. "You're smelling. Not sucking. Remember. Smelling. Not sucking. Don't suck my young man's cock until I give you specific permission to, do you understand?"

Reiko whimpers but nods. You rub your cock along her cheeks, your dick rock hard, a precum strand winding up smearing on her cheek. You make sure the next one runs right under her nostrils, giving her a thick scent of it, and she shivers. "Puh, please, Kimiko-sama," she pleads. "I need it. I need to suck it."

"That's good," Kimiko says. "You're using your words. You're not degrading yourself. See? You're making progress." Reiko nods, whimpering, her mouth wide open. "Just the tip, then," she says. You push your cock forward, and Reiko's mouth struggles to find it exactly, given she's blindfolded, but soon enough she's loudly slurping and suckling and licking, all the while her lips never go past the ridge of your cock where they soon form a vacuum seal.

Kimiko's hand slides down to Reiko's cunt as she desperately, eagerly suckles on your cockhead. Then she tries to dive down, gurgling noisily as she slurps you to the base, grinding her nostrils against your pubes as she immediately orgasms. Kimiko yanks her off after less than a second, and seh sputters noisily. "Cock, cock, in my mouth, throat, cock, please please PLEASE USE MY FUCKING WHORE THROAT NANASHI," she practically screams, struggling against Kimiko's grip.

Kimiko gives her a sharp slap to the cheek, making her head snap to one direction, and she pants noisily. She swallows. "Are you calm? If you're calm, you can suck my son's cock some more. If you're not, you can't."

"I'm calm," Reiko breathes. "Let me suck his cock," she pants out, and Kimiko gently directs her onto your dick. She wraps Reiko's hair around her hand, and even goes so far as to slowly facefuck her up and down your cock, one hand in her cunt, playing with her.

"Stay calm. Remember, if you're not calm, you can't suck my son's cock. It's fun sometimes to be wild, but you need to be good right now. Be obedient. Be calm. You're sucking cock, and that's fun, but it's not the only thing in the world." Reiko's expression is one of stupid bliss, a dumb smile on her face as she wears the night mask keeping her blindfolded. She orgasms as Kimiko strokes her up and down your cock, giving your manhood a slow jerking off with her throat. When Reiko recovers, sputtering a little, Kimiko speaks. "I'm going to remove your night mask in a second and pull you off my son's cock. Then, you're going to ask him to let you suck his cock, and you are not going to sound like a deranged slut. Understand?"

Reiko nods, and Kimiko pulls her off, your cock exiting her mouth with a soft pop. Kimiko uses her free hand to slide the night mask off, making Reiko blink rapidly as her eyes readjust to the light. "Please let me suck your cock, Nanashi," she says.

"Sweetheart. Call me sweetheart."

"Please let me suck your cock, sweetheart," she says, her cheeks a little pink, a pleasure drunk look on her face.

Kimiko slowly forces her down your cock, and Reiko just sighs and breathes, nostrils flaring as she's fucked up and down your cock. "There we go. This is how you should suck his cock unless you're told otherwise. Happy and eager, but not crazy and mindless. Okay?" Reiko nods. "I'm going to let go. Be a good girl and keep up this pace." Reiko nods again, and as Kimiko lets go of Reiko's hair, the former slut manages to keep the same pace. "There we go. Good girl. You're doing great."

Reiko manages to keep up that steady, level pace, her eyes looking up at you with dopey pleasure as she bobs slowly up and down your cock with a sleepy, insensate look on her face. Kimiko watches from behind her, teasing her tits, playing with her cunt, keeping Reiko in a state of constant physical ecstasy, as she moans and orgasms on your cock again and again. When you finally come, it's all over her face, her mouth held open, her eyes closed as she finds a simple pleasure in a facial, cum running over her features as she accepts your love.

"You did a really good job," you tell Reiko, who smiles and promptly collapses to one side, Kimiko grasping her under the shoulder and keeping her from falling over altogether. Her breathing is soft, like she's asleep.

"I think she's tired," Kimiko says. "Let me clean up her face and tuck her into bed. You can go fetch Yuriko."

"Who will play the role of sub, then?" You ask.

She smiles. "I will, Nan-chan," she says, leaning forward to give you a soft peck on the lips. "Now, go. I need to tend to Reiko a bit."

You head out, finding Yuriko literally drooling as her hands touch Setsuko's breasts (still in the confinement of her maid outfit), her eyes just staring like she's seeing the face of God. A couple plates lie on the table, crumbs and other remnants of food upon them. "Yuriko," you say, and the dollop of drool slowly sliding out of Yuriko's mouth splashes down onto her thigh as she whips her head to face you. "Come on. Kimiko wants you now."

"Y-yes," Yuriko answers, in a wild-eyed, panting tone of voice. "Right." Her hands are still on Setsuko's tits as she says all this. Setsuko grasps her wrists and gently removes her hands from her tits, making Yuriko give a little moan of displeasure, but she soon rushes after you to the bedroom.

Kimiko's naked, wearing nothing but her glasses. "Now," she says, standing before Yuriko, whose eyes drink in her form with a lewd intensity, "show me how you would dominate one of your husband's women."

"A-ah," Yuriko says, hurriedly glancing back and forth between you and your mother, as if unable to form a real thought.

"Try making her kneel," you suggest.

"Right. Kneel," Yuriko says to Kimiko, who obediently does so. Yuriko then hurriedly worms her way out of her skirt and pushes her cunt into Kimiko's face. "Eat me out," she orders, and Kimiko does so with a kind of workmanlike vigor, obviously not particularly enthused. Yuriko's fingers run through Kimiko's hair, and she pushes one leg between Kimiko's thighs, obviously a bit proud of herself as she grinds her calf against Kimiko's cunt. "Y-yeah," she pants, gripping Kimiko's hair, grinding her face into her cunt.

After Yuriko first orgasms, Kimiko pops off her cunt, looking up at Yuriko with a mildly annoyed expression, her features lewdly stained with Yuriko's juices. "Is that it?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" Yuriko pants.

"Your future husband is sitting there, watching you get eaten out. Is all you can think about your own selfish pleasure?"

Yuriko's cheeks flush red. "N-no! I, um, it was just a warmup, to, to," she stumbles for words, obviously lying, "to make sure you were really going to obey."

"It had better have been. I don't want my son to marry some selfish girl who doesn't even think about his pleasure, when he's letting her dominate his own beloved mother right in front of him."

"R-right, right," Yuriko says, hurriedly glancing over at you. "Um, husband, darling," she says, wearing a nervous smile. "How about, um. Well, what do you want to do?" She decides on.

"How about some nice reverse cowgirl sex?" You suggest.

"That's, yes, I was just thinking, that, actually," she says. "Get on the bed, my, darling husband," she says, and you obediently hop on, with Yuriko pulling down your pants and hurriedly inserting your cock. "See? I'm all about Nanashi's pleasure."

"I see," Kimiko says, with a small nod. "But you are leaving me out of the picture."

"R-right, yeah," Yuriko agrees, awkwardly forced to grapple with the difficulty of turning this two person position into a three person one. "Well, get on the bed," she says, and Kimiko obeys, with Yuriko quickly grabbing her hair and shoving her face into her cunt. "That's, lick all around there," she orders.

Kimiko obediently licks, running her tongue up your cock to Yuriko's lower lips, making her hum pleasantly at the sensations going on in her groin. Your own hands run up along Yuriko's backside, gently pressing your thumbs into her shoulders, then slowly rubbing your way down it, helping to massage her and calm her down from the experience of being called unworthy by your mother. She sighs as she slowly runs herself up and down your cock, her cunt practically dripping wet from the previous work up.

Her fingers on both hands reach down for Kimiko's head, pushing it into the place where you and her groins meet. "That's right, slut," she says, panting noisily, "e-eat out me and my husband. Eat me out and lick my husband's big hard cock. I bet you wish," she pants again, "wish you had his cock in you, don't you?"

"I do," Kimiko says.

"Quiet!" Yuriko says, excitedly. "You can nod or shake your head, slut. You don't need to remove your tongue from our bodies to answer." She seems to be getting into character quite well, her voice taking on a certain manic quality. "This is the problem, with fat-titted mother-in-laws! They don't understand how to be quiet!" You hear her slap flesh, hear your mother squeak in surprise. "You think your tits are great, don't you, slut? Well, I was just groping better! Bigger, softer, rounder! Your tits pale in comparison! I'd rather Setsuko was down there, because she's sexier than you!"

Kimiko just hums softly in acknowledgement, and Yuriko promptly orgasms. You feel as Kimiko has her face shoved into your groins, the way her cheeks and lips are rubbed along your cock and balls, while Yuriko thrashes, her cunt convulsing on your cock, a splash of her girljuices spraying out on Kimiko's features. "A~ah, that's right," Yuriko moans out. "This is where a mother-in-law should be, she should be a slutty clitsucking slut who sucks her daughter-in-law's clit, isn't that right?" You can feel as Kimiko has her head forcibly nodded up and down, the way that Yuriko's cunt tightens at that act of domination. "Yes, yes it is. Now be a good slut and pleasure me and my husband!"

She lets go of Kimiko's hair, and you lean up as Yuriko continues her steady riding pace. Your hands run from her backside where they've been rubbing, forward to her tits, groping one in either hand, and kiss at her shoulders softly. It also gives you an excellent view as your mother makes long, steady licks up from the base of your cock to Yuriko's hard little clit, then back down, and back up, her features and glasses smeared with cunt juice. You reach down with your free hand, popping her glasses off, then offer them to Yuriko, whispering in her ear. "Clean them off in her hair," you suggest.

You can feel as Yuriko's cunt tightens, see the manic smile on her face, as she reaches down for Kimiko's hair, gripping it and using it like a moist towelette to clear off her glasses, in the process further smearing girljuices into her hair, a degrading act as it comes. She then places the glasses back in place. "Can you see better now, slut?" Kimiko nods in your groin, currently suckling on your balls, her tongue playing with them as she plays along with Yuriko's ridiculous attempts at domination.

"Good! I want you to see your daughter-in-law's cunt and appreciate that it's much better than yours. My wispy white bush makes it look like I'm almost bare down there, whereas you have an ugly black one!" Kimiko just nods quietly, still staring up at the two of you, and Yuriko orgasms with seemingly no cause as you continue to grope her tits.

"You should try using your hands more," you whisper in Yuriko's ear as she comes, and Yuriko rapidly nods. "Explore her body. Degrade it." You give her tits a demonstrative squeeze.

Yuriko reaches down for Kimiko's tits, groping them as they hang like udders from her body. She then goes one better, placing one foot atop Kimiko's head and forcing her down into the bed, making your mother squeak a little from the force. "Sluts like you should bow to me! I'm the wife of the best man in the world, you're just the, the, um, the," she fumbles around, looking for some way to state that she's your mother that's also degrading.

"The cunt he fell out of," you whisper to Yuriko.

"The cunt he fell out of!" Yuriko says, promptly orgasming again, her eyes rolling up, her insides seeming to jerk you off as she comes.

With her cunt convulsing on your dick, you can't hold it in any more, and start to come, moving your hands down from Yuriko's tits to her hips, forcing her up and off your cock, changing her balance in an awkward fashion. Yuriko manages to rally quite well, grasping your ejaculating cock and spraying the cum all over Kimiko's face - particularly, her glasses and hair, adding a certain degrading angle to the sex as she does so. When you're spent, Yuriko simply collapses backwards on the bed, taking you down with her, and she pants heavily atop you, your cock between her thighs.

"That was a decent showing of sadism, I suppose," Kimiko says, and you see her rubbing the cum out of her glasses with a bit of sheet.

"Shut, shut up, slut," Yuriko mumbles out. "Nobody wants to hear your cockhole talk."

"We're done with that for now, dear," Kimiko says, and Yuriko immediately gives up. Kimiko keeps talking. "As I was saying, that kind of behavior can't be used on everyone, you have to understand. Imagine doing that to poor Setsuko, or little Noriko. More important than sadistic domination, is gentle domination. Guiding, not forcing. Coaxing, not controlling. A light touch that pushes the person the right direction, makes them understand the hierarchy at play even as they voluntarily submit to it."

Yuriko just pants atop you.

Kimiko wears an awkward expression. "Getting cum on my glasses and hair was a good trick. Especially given you were coming when it happened. Quick thinking, very degrading, brings Nan-chan into it in a fun way. Still, it does mean I now have to use the bathroom, so we can't go over it in depth. I'll be back to discuss this further after my shower."

She hops off the bed. By the time she returns, Yuriko is asleep, snoring atop you, and Kimiko gives a little snort. "Of course she's fallen asleep."