Chapter 31: Letting Kotonoha taste her Mother's Asshole

"Master Busujima!"

Manami swayed her hips seductively as she approached Enzo.

She looked stunning in the black, long-sleeved evening gown, exuding an air of elegance and luxury. Everything about Manami Katsura—from the way she spoke to her impeccable sense of style—embodied the essence of a high-class socialite.

But her composed demeanor faltered with Enzo's next words.

"Did you clean yourself?" Enzo inquired, his gaze never leaving the book in his hand.

"Yes... yes, I did!" Manami stammered, momentarily caught off guard. She had intended to engage in some light conversation, maybe flirt a little before getting to the point. But Enzo, as always, was direct and to the point.

Though Manami had indeed come here to satisfy her desires, she had hoped for at least a bit of foreplay—some small talk to ease into things. But Enzo wasn't one for such niceties.

A week ago, she was penetrated directly and unreasonably in the asshole by the other party, which made her uncomfortable enough to go to the toilet for a few days.

However, shortly after recuperating from her injuries, Manami experienced a sensation akin to a cat scratching her heart. She was restless for two days in a row and felt that her lower body was empty.

So she had spent over an hour preparing herself at home, carefully applying makeup, and another half-hour giving herself several enemas. Finally, she drove to the Busujima Dojo, excited for what was waiting for her.

"Get on that box and show me," Enzo ordered, pointing at the wooden crate beside him with the pointer in his hand.

Manami hesitated, unsure of the box's purpose, but she didn't dare question his command. After all, she had been utterly degraded, fucked to the point of incontinence in front of him multiple times—there was nothing left to lose.

Obediently, Manami began to undress, letting the black evening gown slip from her shoulders to the floor. As she stood there, naked, it became clear she had come prepared—no underwear, no bra. She knew exactly what she was here for and saw no need for unnecessary layers.

She was originally going to try to have some fun with Enzo. After all, she felt that since both parties had been open with each other so many times, they should at least have some feelings, right?

But to Enzo, the beautiful woman before him was nothing more than a tool to satiate his carnal needs. Feelings? She wasn't worth it.

Not to mention Manami, even her daughter, Kotonoha, the heroine of School Days, was nothing more than a plaything in his eyes—a pawn to be used and discarded.

No matter how attractive they were, their personalities were actually those of sluts, easily seduced by a few words from a young boy in the anime.

Wouldn't it be a waste of his time to talk about relationships with them?

If Enzo ever wanted to explore deeper feelings, it was only his daughter, Saeko in this world, who held his interest. Unfortunately, being her father made it really difficult for him to find an entry point.

Manami coquettishly stripped off her clothes, twisting her plump buttocks as she lowered herself onto the box with a hint of charm.

Inside the box, Kotonoha only saw a tender, plump butt pressing against her face. She was so shocked that she didn't dare to breathe, and it wasn't until the butt sat firmly that Kotonoha remembered there was a gap between her and her mother's buttocks, separated only by the thin wall of the box.

"Master Busujima!" Manami called out, sat on the box, bent her waist downwards, and raised her hips provocatively towards Enzo.

"Please inspect it thoroughly!"

"Inspect what?"

Looking at the beautiful woman's movements, the man asked teasingly with a bit of amusement in his tone.

"Examine this slut's asshole. The slut made sure to clean it very thoroughly before coming here!" Manami declared shamelessly. She was here to beg for sex anyway, so there was no need to pretend to be reserved.

"Then spread it yourself!"

At the man's command, Kotonoha watched as two hands reached back. From her angle, she could clearly see her mother using her hands to spread her plump buttocks, revealing the tight pucker of her asshole and the glistening, gurgling flesh hole.

Manami had always taken good care of her body. Even after birthing her two daughters, her vagina remained a deep rose red—not as pink as a young girl's, but still strikingly beautiful.

Her pubic hair was meticulously groomed, in stark contrast to Kotonoha's untamed curls. Manami's hair was neatly trimmed, thick yet perfectly managed, lying obediently against her mons.

"Ah—um—"

Manami moaned as Enzo suddenly jabbed the pointer directly into her exposed asshole.

The beautiful woman let out a lustful cry, unaware that the tool that was now forced into her own anus was earlier used on her daughter's nipples.

After inserting about two fingers' worth, the man pulled the pointer out abruptly.

"Master! I'm still waiting for your guidance!"

Feeling the foreign matter being pulled out of her body, Manami quickly shook her hips and pleaded.

"Patience," Enzo smirked, kicking the box. Kotonoha watched as a hole about the size of a coin opened in the box.

Before she could figure out what the opening was for, she felt the pointer being inserted through the hole.

The hole was positioned right against her cheek, and the pointer was shoved toward her mouth instantly!

'What is this? Does my master want me to lick the prop he just pulled out of my mother's ass?'

Kotonoha suddenly felt an overwhelming wave of shame and anger. Watching her mother act so coquettishly in front of the box was already unbearable. Now she was expected to lick this thing that came out of her mother's asshole? This was beyond insulting!

But she was tightly restrained by the box, unable to move. A hollow ball gagged her mouth, preventing her from crying out, let alone resisting.

The pointer's whip flicked randomly under her mouth and nose. The box was one-way transparent, allowing those inside to see outside but not the other way around.

Fortunately, Master Busujima, a kendo master, proved his skill. Without even looking, he found the opening in the gag ball after just two attempts with the pointer and then thrust the pointer directly through the hole.

'Woooo—'

In fact, after three enemas, there was no foreign matter in Manami's asshole. However, Kotonoha felt uncomfortable when she thought that this thing had just been inserted into her mother's asshole.

But resistance was futile. To prevent the tool from penetrating deeper into her throat, she had no choice but to use her tongue to stop it from going any further.

Enzo felt the tip of the pointer suck into Kotonoha's mouth and released his grip, leaving the pointer lodged in her mouth.

"Turn around!" he ordered the beautiful woman.

Manami obediently turned around.

"Get down on it!"

Without further explanation, Enzo commanded Manami to ride on the box like a horse, with her butt facing out and her head facing downward.

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