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Chu… chu… slrr…
After several minutes of heated kissing, with their tongues coiling, tasting the warmth of each other's mouth, and exchanging saliva, the two separated with a thread connecting their lips.
Kanzou stuck out his tongue and licked the string before resuming the kiss. "Come here…"
"Haaah… haaah… Kanzou-samaa…" she panted, her chest rising and falling, but as he resumed, she actively submitted to him, parting her lips again…
Chu.... lick... chu...
The kiss deepened once more. Kanzou's tongue invaded her mouth without restraint, exploring every corner as he claimed her.
"Hnn..." She moaned softly into the kiss, her body melting against his.
Mmmph… muuah… lick…
Continuing to kiss her, he slid down his hands, gripping her waist firmly. Digging his fingers painfully into her as she trembled and pressed herself closer to him, even grinding herself against the growing hardness she felt underneath her butt.
Feeling those grinding movements, Kanzou broke the kiss to speak against her lips. "You're really desperate, huh??"
"Yes…" she whispered, eyes half-lidded with need and lingering grief. "I need you, Kanzou-sama… please… just violate me already…"
"Fufu… I'd indeed violate you… but first, you need to entertain me a little…" He responded, laughing.
"E-entertain?" she murmured, taken aback. She didn't expect him to bring up something like that all of a sudden… Entertain him? What did he mean by entertain him? How is she going to entertain him?
However, she didn't oppose him… To get violated by him, she was willing to do anything, and therefore she asked. "How…?"
Kanzou was happy that she wasn't opposed or argued and agreed at once. He smirked and, gripping the hem of her kimono, yanked it open, exposing her black bra covering her tits. Even through the lacy fabric, her erect nipples were clearly visible, highlighting how horny and aroused she was feeling at this very moment…
Exposed before him, her face flushed red in shame, but she didn't try to hide herself or preserve her dignity. She had no dignity in front of him to begin with… She just bit her lower lip in shame and raised her eyes shyly, expecting him to continue and also waiting for his explanation on how she could entertain him…
Kanzou smiled, and tossing aside the things on the square table, he laid her down on it.
"Kanzou-sama?" she murmured, and with bated breath looked at him looming over her… still wondering what she had to do to 'entertain' him.
"Mikoto… masturbate in my name…" he ordered her.
"M-Masturbate…?" she asked, shocked by the order. For a moment, she even wondered if she heard correctly. Did he really say 'masturbate in my name'?
"Yes, masturbate in my name. I want to see you, my 'to-be wife', masturbate in my name as entertainment," he responded, sliding his hands inside her kimono, caressing her inner thighs, and yanking her kimono until even her black panties became visible…
Mikoto felt more shame, her breath hitching from the caresses, her hips buckling. At the same time, she didn't expect him to want her to masturbate.
She had never done that before…
Indeed, despite becoming sexually active after getting violated by him, she had never really touched herself erotically…
It was always Kanzou touching her, exploring her, pleasuring her, making her orgasm… never really herself…
Now… he wants her to touch herself? Not only that, but he even wants to watch her masturbate in his name? As entertainment?
Just the thought made her breath quicker, her heart beating rapidly. It was definitely shameful… But she didn't want to do anything to offend him or make him angry… If she did that, who knows if he'd start ignoring her again…
She didn't want to be ignored again… therefore, she didn't oppose the idea and nodded. "O-Okay…"
"Fufu… that's good… go on then… masturbate… I will watch," he said, withdrawing his hands and watching her…
Under his gaze, Mikoto lay there with her chest rising and falling.
"Go on already… or is it that I even need to teach you how to masturbate?" he questioned impatiently.
"P-Please order me…" she answered timidly. Although she had a fairly good idea as to how to masturbate since she was used to being explored by him, she still preferred if he would order her.
"Fine… then… Slide your hand inside your panties," he ordered her, more satisfied that she wanted him to order her.
She followed the instruction, hesitantly directing her dominant hand between her legs, slipping her fingers past the edge of her black panties.
Her face burned with deep shame as her fingertips brushed against her own slick folds for the first time.
She froze for a moment, unsure of what to do.
"Don't just touch it," Kanzou ordered coldly, watching every movement with sharp eyes. "Rub it. Circles around your clit."
"Y-yes…" she whispered in a trembling voice.
She began to move her fingers. Trying to draw soft, uncertain circles around her swollen clit. Her movements were awkward and uncertain, and the unfamiliar sensation she brought upon herself made her hips twitch.
"Don't forget to push your fingers inside your pussy. Make it wetter for me…" Kanzou added.
"H-haii…" she nodded and immediately followed the order.
Squelch…
A soft wet sound escaped as she slid her fingers lower and carefully pushed one finger inside herself.
"Hnn…!" Mikoto's eyes fluttered shut. It felt different when she did it herself. Less intimate, less dominant, less controlled, but at the same time incredibly humiliating under his gaze. It was not the kind of feeling she was used to, and she felt highly self-conscious and judged.
It was as if she was being evaluated… and she felt embarrassed… highly embarrassed to the point that she felt like wanting to crawl underneath this table…
"Look at me while you do it," Kanzou commanded.
"Haii…" She forced her eyes open, meeting his cold, amused stare as she slowly began pumping her finger in and out.
Squelch… squelch…
Soon her breathing grew even heavier.
"Add another finger…" he ordered.
She followed through with it, joining a second finger inside her own pussy, and began to pump herself. Her hips started rocking against her own hand as she explored herself.
"Kanzou-sama… this is… so embarrassing…" she moaned softly, yet she didn't stop. She kept moving her fingers, trying to find the sensation that he gives her. She didn't feel it, didn't find it… she barely felt it.
The reason… compared to his large fingers, hers were small… very small… they didn't reach deep enough, and she also didn't know how to guide them… she didn't know where to scissor, where to slide, where to graze… it was all too awkward and difficult.
But she kept touching herself as Kanzou watched her humiliated herself before him with clear satisfaction in his eyes. "Keep going. You're going to be my wife now… so show me how badly you need me."
"H-Haiii…" Mikoto obeyed and cried out shamefully, "Aahnn… Kanzou-sama… I'm… touching myself… for you…"
Watching her degrade herself on the very day her grandfather died, in front of the very man who was partly responsible for his death, and that too in the very clothes she had worn for the funeral, Kanzou felt aroused… getting sick, sadistic pleasure.
'Aahhh... this is the best,' he thought, feeling high from the situation, and his cock became harder… Continuing to keep an eye on her, he slid down his own hand on his bulge…
He had wanted to give her a bukkake earlier, but that didn't happen because of Misaki's arrival. After that, Mikoto was awake, so the chance slipped by, but that didn't mean his desire to give her a bukkake had disappeared.
Right now… he was going to give her that.
With that in mind, he pulled down his pants and boxers, fully exposing his veiny, throbbing cock wanting to burst out its load.
Mikoto's half-lidded eyes shifted to his cock. She thought that he was finally going to push it inside her pussy… and start violating her.
But he didn't give it to her immediately. "Keep fingering yourself…" he ordered, getting up.
"O-okay…" she nodded, understanding that it wasn't going to be that easy. He was going to drive pleasure from tormenting for a while. Although she hated this and wanted to be violated immediately, it couldn't be helped, so she resumed her fingers' movement, but her eyes remained affixed on his cock.
While continuing to watch her masturbate under his order, Kanzou also began to stroke his cock…
After watching her for a while as he himself stroked, he noticed that Mikoto's eyes were not moving away from his cock even for a second.
"You want my cock that badly?" he questioned, amused.
"Y-yess…" she nodded, her voice thick with need. Her fingers kept moving inside herself, but her gaze remained locked on the thick, veiny length in his hand.
Clearly she wanted it inside her… but Kanzou had no intention of pushing it in at the moment… however, that didn't mean he couldn't let her have a taste of his cock…
He circled behind her head and got on his knees on the tatami mat. Immediately, his cock and heavy balls were right before her eyes, and the thick musky scent trickled into her nose, thickening her lust and desire so much so that her throat moved, and she gulped in need.
Continuing to stroke his length slowly, he looked down at her and said, "Here… suck on it…"
Mikoto understood immediately, "Understood."
She opened her mouth obediently. Although her tongue couldn't quite reach his full length from that angle, his balls hung right above her lips. She stretched her tongue out and began licking them with devoted, wet strokes.
Lick… slrrp… chu…
The salty taste and musky scent filled her senses as she lapped at his sac while pumping her fingers into her own dripping pussy under his watchful eyes. Of course, while it's true that she did finger herself, that pleasure was far less than the pleasure she felt from licking his sac.
"Good... and don't forget to take them into your mouth," Kanzou murmured, stroking himself faster while letting her service his balls.
"Hnn..." she moaned against his skin before parting her lips as wide as she could and taking them into her mouth...
Slrrp… slurrp… chu…
Mikoto's mouth worked diligently over his balls. She took one into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the heavy ball, then released it with a wet pop before sucking the other in. After a few moments, she opened wider and tried to fit both at once, the stretch making her jaw ache as the musky scent filled her nose.
"Phuaaah…" she pulled off just long enough to breathe, a thick string of saliva connecting her lips to his sac, then immediately took them back in.
Slrrp… slurrp…
Kanzou let out a satisfied sigh. The dual sensation of her warm, devoted mouth and his own hand sliding along his shaft was delicious. He watched her with half-lidded eyes, the corner of his mouth curling.
"Yeah... that's good, keep this up," he murmured.
"Haaiiinnn," she moaned and kept up.
Meanwhile, he moved his other hand on the clasp of her bra and unclipped it with a soft click.
The black lace fell open. Her full breasts spilled free, soft and heavy, bouncing once before gravity pulled them sideways across her chest. The cool air immediately tightened her already hard nipples.
Mikoto didn't flinch or try to cover herself. Her eyes stayed locked on the thick cock hovering above her face. She wanted his hands on her tits, wanted him to squeeze, shape, pinch, pull as he always does. The thought of him once again playing with her tits alone made her walls clench around the two fingers buried inside her.
It's a pity Kanzou had other plans. He reached down, caught her free wrist, and guided her own hand up to her chest.
Confused for a moment, she released his balls again, mouth messy and glistening. "Kanzou-sama…?" she asked.
"Here." His voice was calm and playful as always. "Play with your tits as well while fingering your pussy. I want to watch all of it."
"A-All of it?" Her face burned hotter. Fingering herself under his gaze was already humiliating enough. Now he wanted her to fondle her own breasts too, perform every part of her arousal for him like some private show.
"That's right... do it... entertain me," he nodded with a smirk.
She hesitated only a second. Then her hand moved. "O-okay..."
Her fingers cupped one heavy breast, lifting and squeezing. She pinched the stiff nipple between thumb and forefinger, rolling it, tugging lightly.
"Hnn…"
The small moan slipped out before she could stop it. The dual stimulation, fingers pumping wetly between her legs, other hand working her own sensitive chest, sent a sharp spark of pleasure through her. She quickly opened her mouth again and silenced herself by taking his balls back between her lips.
Slrrp… mmmph… chu…
Kanzou's stroke on his cock sped up just a fraction.
Watching her like this, dishevelled black funeral kimono, unclasped bra, one hand buried in her soaked panties making wet sounds, the other kneading her own tits while she diligently sucked his balls, was intensely satisfying.
"Harder," he ordered quietly. "Pinch them the way I would. Don't be gentle with yourself."
Mikoto obeyed. Her fingers tightened on the nipple, twisting and pulling until a sharper moan vibrated against his skin. Tears of lingering grief still clung to the corners of her eyes, but they mixed now with the heat of shame and the growing need between her thighs.
Squelch… squelch…
Her fingers inside herself moved faster, the wet sounds louder in the quiet study. She tried to scissor them the way he always did, trying to reach that spot only he seemed to find so easily. It wasn't the same. Nothing she did to herself ever felt as good as when he touched her. That only made the desperation worse. She wanted him to violate her already... but... it was obvious that he wouldn't until she entertained him enough, so she could only restrain her desire and keep entertaining him...
Kanzou leaned forward slightly, letting more of his weight rest on the hand still resting on her head.
"Look at you, Mikoto," he said in amusement. "It hasn't even been an entire hour since we buried Tadayoshi-sama… and here you are, masturbating for me, the man you hate, the man who was responsible for Tadayoshi-sama's death, the man who has made your life miserable like a desperate little slut. Spreading your legs, fingering your pussy, playing with your own tits, and sucking my balls for my entertainment… all because you can't stand the emptiness without my cock."
Mikoto's eyes fluttered. A muffled whimper escaped around his balls. She couldn't deny any of it. The grief was still there, the emptiness was still there, the loss was still there, but the only thing that made it bearable was this: being used by him, degraded by him, humiliated by him.
The thought that she was being able to entertain him made her hornier.
She pinched her nipple harder and pumped her fingers deeper, hips starting to rock against her own hand.
"Hnnn… mmmph… Kanzou-sama…"
The words were barely coherent around the heavy flesh in her mouth, but the pleading tone was clear.
Kanzou's cock throbbed harder in his fist. He was getting close to the edge from the combined pleasure of her sight, his hand stroking his length, and the wet heat of her mouth...
"Gahhh... I am about to cum..." he grunted, feeling his cock twitch as the pleasure peaked...
Immediately, he pulled back, his balls sliding out of Mikoto's mouth with a wet sound as he ordered her. "Keep your mouth open..."
She complied obediently, expecting him to push his thick, large cock inside her mouth and flood it with his cum... She wanted it... She wanted it badly. To have her cheeks bulge, her mouth filled with that salty, musky, creamy flavor... and even stuck out her tongue...
But, Kanzou did the unexpected. He stepped back a little and stroked himself rapidly until his cock spurted out...
"Cumming!!!"
Spurt…! Spurt! Spurt!
Thick, hot ropes of cum shot from Kanzou's cock in powerful pulses.
The first landed across Mikoto's open mouth and tongue, coating them in a heavy, salty layer. The second struck her left cheek and the bridge of her nose. The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth striped across her forehead and right eye, forcing it shut as the warm fluid dripped down, and even reached onto her tits, splattering them. More kept coming, staining her chin, her lips, the soft skin of her throat, until her face was thoroughly painted white.
Spurt… spurt… spurt…
Kanzou groaned, pumping the last thick drops onto her already messy features. He watched with open satisfaction as the cum slowly slid down her cheeks, clinging to her lashes and the corner of her mouth.
Mikoto was frozen, her eyes wide, tongue still out. The heat of his release on her skin, the heavy scent filling her nose, the taste already on her tongue—all of it hit her at once.
A soft, broken sound escaped her throat. "Hnnn… Kanzou-sama…"
She didn't wipe it away. She didn't even try to close her mouth. Instead, she kept her tongue extended, letting more of the sticky fluid drip onto it while her fingers continued to move between her legs. The wet squelching of her own arousal mixed with the soft dripping sounds of his cum sliding down her face.
Kanzou's breathing was still heavy. He looked down at the ruined, beautiful face of the woman.
"What a perfect little canvas," he sighed. "It needs to be properly painted..."
Having said that, he dragged the head of his still-hard cock across her cum-smeared lips, smearing the mess further, staining her beautiful face completely with his cum.
Mikoto felt more humiliated from that. Her entire face was being smeared with his cum... how could she not feel humiliated?
But she also felt aroused by being degraded like this and felt her nipples becoming tighter...
"Fufu..." Kanzou chuckled, noting her becoming hornier; he slapped his cum covered dick against her tongue a few times before squeezing out all the remaining cum on it.
"Don't swallow yet immediately," he ordered. "Keep it in your mouth. I want to see it."
"Hmmm..." Mikoto hummed, obediently holding the thick load on her tongue.
And Kanzou watched her like that, her eyes half-lidded and glassy. Tears of lingering grief still clung to the corners of her eyes, now mixed with the white cum staining her face. He enjoyed the sight so much that he found himself getting erect again and resumed stroking himself.
On the other hand, the humiliation burned within her, yet her hips kept rocking against her own hand, chasing the pleasure, the orgasm, yet not reaching it because that was something only he could let her experience.
After watching her for a while, he allowed her. "Alright… swallow it."
She closed her lips and swallowed with a visible gulp as the thick, salty taste slid down her throat.
After swallowing, she opened her mouth again to show him. "It was so tasty~"
"That's my good girl," Kanzou murmured, slapping his cock on her cheeks as a reward.
Thwap… thwap…
"Kanzou-sama…" her voice came out soft and wrecked. "Please… Have I entertained you…?" she asked.
"...I suppose," he nodded, slapping her other cheek.
"S-So.... please violate me already…" she begged.
Although she liked being degraded, it was still not enough; the desperation within her wasn't going to end like this. The emptiness left by her grandfather's death, the guilt, the loneliness- everything was pressing down on her, and the only thing that could push it back would be the overwhelming feeling of him burying himself inside her and then using her until she couldn't think anymore.
She wanted that... she desperately wanted to be used until she could think nothing.
Kanzou looked at the sticky, ruined face of his soon-to-be wife and smiled. "Very well," he nodded, and circling around the table, he reached the opposite side.
Mikoto became excited and withdrew her hand from her panties with a wet sound, expecting him to violate her next.
"Go on... clean your fingers," he ordered.
"Hai..." she didn't even wait. Opening her mouth without hesitation, she began sucking her own fingers clean, tasting herself mixed with the lingering flavor of his release.
Slrrp… chu…
At the same time, Kanzou hooked his fingers on her panties and slid them down, pulling one of her legs out of it while it remained on the other leg as her dripping, needy pussy was finally fully exposed.
Looking at those dripping folds, he smirked and slapped it. "Is this where you want to be fucked?" he questioned.
"Y-yess..." she nodded in arousal, biting her moans.
Lining himself up against her entrance, and looked down at the mess he had made of her face.
"Beg properly," he said quietly. "Tell me exactly what you want."
She didn't hesitate to beg. Her voice trembled, thick with need and remaining tears.
"Please… Kanzou-sama… violate me. Use me. Fill me… make me forget everything except you… please…"
Kanzou's cock twitched against her folds.
"Fufu... since that's what you want," he chuckled, pushing forward in one deep, brutal thrust, burying himself to the hilt.
Plakk!
The sudden, deep stretch tore a pained cry from Mikoto's throat.
"Aaaahhnnn…!"
Her back arched off the table, toes curling as Kanzou buried himself to the root in one merciless thrust. Her stomach bulged, her walls fluttered and clamped around the thick intrusion, already so wet from her own desperate fingering that the slide was slick and filthy.
"Hnnnn…! Kanzou-sama…!"
He didn't give her time to adjust. Both hands clamped down on her waist, fingers digging hard enough to bruise, and he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in.
Plakk! Plakk! Plakk!
"Haahh... haahhh..." Each impact drove the air from her lungs.
The wet, heavy slap of his pelvis against hers mixed with the squelching of her soaked pussy taking him over and over. Her still-messy face, streaked with his cum, tears, and saliva, twisted in overwhelming sensation.
"How'd you like that, huh?" he asked, amidst thrusts.
"Hnnn… aahh… too deep…!"
Kanzou smirked, leaning over her so that his chest nearly pressed against her bare breasts. He rolled his hips in a particularly brutal grind that crushed against her cervix.
"You begged for this," he reminded her in amusement. "You wanted me to violate you until you couldn't think. So stop holding back and take it like the desperate little parricidal granddaughter you are..."
The word 'parricidal granddaughter' wasn't accurate, after all; it wasn't her who really killed Tadayoshi. But Kanzou used it deliberately to remind her of what she almost did and that her grandfather was dead.
Mikoto's eyes flew open. "I... ahnnn... am a... haaah... haaah... Parricidal granddaughter?" she asked between moans.
"Aren't you? You almost killed your grandfather at my orders... and now... you are enjoying being fucked by the very man who gave you that order... Fufu... that's the kind of woman you are..." he laughed, taunting her as he continued to fuck her.
The taunts brought a fresh wave of shame, guilt, and grief to her.
But all these emotions were also mixed with the relentless pleasure Kanzou was giving her.
Her grandfather's funeral clothes were still half on her body, and in this state she was being fucked on the study table like a cheap whore less than an hour after the burial.
She really was a Parricidal granddaughter... a woman who almost killed her grandfather... a woman who is having sex with the man who undoubtedly holds some responsibility for the death of her grandfather.
This realization... it should have broken her further. Instead, it only made her tighter at the moment.
"I-I'm sorry… Sofu-sama… aahhnnn… I'm so sorry…" she sobbed, even as her hips began meeting his thrusts of their own accord. "But I… I need it… I need Kanzou-sama…!"
"Fufu... hahaha..." Kanzou laughed. "That's right. Apologize to him while you cum on the cock of the man who holds responsibility to put him in the ground."
Having said that, he picked up the pace.
Squelch… plakk… squelch… plakk…
The table creaked beneath them. One of his hands left her waist to roughly squeeze her breast, pinching the nipple hard enough to make her cry out, "Aahnnn...!!"
Mikoto's fingers scrambled for something to hold onto until she clutched the edges of the table. Her legs wrapped weakly around his waist, trying to pull him even deeper. The dual assault of his cock battering her insides and his fingers tormenting her sensitive nipples pushed her rapidly toward the edge she had not been able to reach with her own fingers.
"Kanzou-sama… I'm… I'm going to—!"
"Already?" he mocked and refused to let her, "You can't cum this early..."
"P-Please... please let me... ahnn... I-I haven't... for so long..." she pleaded.
Ever since he hadn't touched her, she hadn't orgasmed; she had been pent up... now that she was finally about to cum, she didn't want to hold back... she wanted to let it all out...
"Really? Want to cum... fine... but..." he began smirking and said to her. "Beg me as the Parricidal granddaughter..."
She bit her lips, guilt coming again, but the pleasure felt more necessary in that moment. "Please Kanzou-sama... let this... let this Parricidal granddaughter orgasm... I can't take it... please...!!"
"Fufufu... alright," he laughed, slamming into her harder. "Then do it. Cum while thinking about how thoroughly you've disgraced yourself today."
The order, the shame, the relentless pounding, everything crashed together as she tipped over the edge. Mikoto's eyes rolled back, a broken, high-pitched cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm ripped through her.
"Aaaahhhhnnnn—! I'm cumming… I'm cumming on Kanzou-sama's penis…!"
A powerful jet of fluid erupted from her, spraying against Kanzou's abdomen and dripping down onto the table in messy arcs.
Gush… squirt.... squelch…
The force of her squirting orgasm made her entire body seize, walls clamping down hard around his cock as wave after wave of release tore through her.
Squelch… splash… gush…
"Aaaahhhnnn…! It's coming out… I'm… I'm squirting…!"
Her voice broke into sobs and moans. Her back arched so sharply that only her shoulders and the back of her head remained on the table. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the drying cum on her face.
The dual sensation of intense climax and the shameful rush of fluid leaving her body left her trembling uncontrollably.
"Ghhh…" Kanzou also groaned at the sudden tightness and the wet heat flooding around him.
But he didn't want to slow down. No, he wanted to go rougher on her. For that, he temporarily pulled out his cock from her pussy, then flipped her onto her stomach…
"Aahnn… ahnnnn… Kanzou-sama… I am still cumming… ahhnn…" Mikoto was too overwhelmed, and her world was white to even realize what was happening…
"And you'd cum more…" he said, slapping her ass as it rippled, gaining a red handprint.
"Ahnnn…" as she moaned, Kanzou realigned his cock against her folds, and roughly shoved it back inside her before resuming the movement of his hips as he continued to fuck her straight through the climax, forcing her overstimulated body to keep taking every brutal thrust as the wet sounds grew even louder, lewd and obscene.
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