Her buttocks was facing me.
It was snow white, smooth as white porcelain, and was quite fleshy like a peach.
That is definitely my favorite type of rear.
But that’s besides the point. It’s no exaggeration to say that whether a derrière is good or bad solely depends on the size of the waist.
A plump bottom that comes from a slender hip is irresistible.
Such an ass is right in front of me.
In this situation, I can’t help but fondle it.
“Makoto, I’ll be giving your training for the first time.
Down on all fours, Makoto’s butt was opposite me while her skirt was rolled up.
“Y, Yes…”
She gave a faint reply, however, I didn’t sense any discomfort in it. She was trying desperately to keep the rising feelings of hope in check.
This is the first training session. I already gave her a lot, but that was when it was covered under the lie of massage training. That can’t truly be called training.
Until now, I was extremely cautious to keep it hidden. I definitely held myself back.
But, when thinking of how this idiot knew about what she was receiving, it makes me so angry―that isn’t it. I totally knew that she did, which is why I used that to make her fall.
Yup, it’s all good.
That’s the reason why I don’t need to be angry.
I’m not really upset as I don’t think I have a stomachache. I’m really not.
So I wasn’t caught by surprise nor did I become so flustered that I fell into dyspnea either.
Only the result is important. Regardless of the process, nothing is wrong if I reach the desired result.
Which means everything is perfect.
However, it’s probably necessary to make sure. It isn’t good if Makoto misunderstands.
Squat down in front of her bare behind, I touch the right side and lightly stroke it.
“Nnn”
In reaction, Makoto flinches and let out a sweet voice.
“I don’t think it’s necessary to ask, but Makoto, do you completely understand? Do you? I took advantage of you while knowing everything, and flipped it so you’d fall into my plan. Which means I knew more than you ever did. You understand? Do you?”
Ugh, it seems that my throat is not in good condition. It’s trembling.
“O, Of course! I was only rolling in the palm of your hand! You’re amazing! You really are amazing!”
“…I, Is that so.”
She shouts overwhelming praise of me, but for some reason, I feel like I’m being made a fool.
“…What I’m asking is irrelevant, but are you making a fool out of me?”
There, what, uh, my view is a little hazy. Well, that, that’s because there is only a small lamp here. That’s why my vision isn’t clear. That has to be it.
Fufu, I won’t give in even if I’m, um, I’m tired of this.
Shit, that’s right, I didn’t notice. All I was thinking about was how my plan was proceeding so smoothly.
I didn’t think Makoto was the deceitful type. I didn’t think she was that skillful.
It’s completely my defeat. She gave me a piece of my own medicine. It’s that bad, isn’t it? If you want to laugh, laugh.
My eyes were becoming hot, causing my view to become even more indistinct. Not only is my sight getting away from me, my heart seems to be as well.
“Ma, Made a fool…”
As I almost got lost in the maze of Life, Makoto muttered to herself.
“I didn’t think of you as a fool! To me, every second I spent with you is a treasure! That is why, that is why―”
Being on all fours, she twisted her neck and stared directly at me. No, she’s staring like she’s going to kill me.
These weren’t the eyes I see every day; these eyes were full of tears.
“Makoto―isn’t a woman who would show her butt to just anyone without a care!”
Her angry scream echoed throughout the room.
I could feel what her body and soul were saying by just listening.
“Ku…”
A laugh surged up unconsciously.
I get she’s serious, but in what kind of situation would one usually say something like that?
Even if you had to, aren’t there other ways to put it?
It really does seem to be her, or rather in a non-adorn way, she seems really dazzling now.
“D, Don’t say that in any other place but in front of me. Since it’s really weird, it will just cause unwanted attention and trouble.
When I said that, desperately holding in my laughter, Makoto hung her flusteredly red face.
“I, I’m sorry. Makoto isn’t clever, so she can’t express her feelings that well…”
Thinking that she didn’t get it though to me, she became visibly depressed, which made me want to laugh even more.
No, I’m still not going to laugh here. No matter how famous I am as a devil, one wouldn’t laugh here.
Although I agree it’s hard to express in words, it’s not good to convey such controversial feelings.
The word choice is a small issue, but her conveying her feelings more than necessary is the problem.
“Kuku, you idiot. You don’t need to think of something so unnecessary; all you need to do is concentrate on becoming the best meat toilet.”
I tapped her buttocks along with my words; Makoto reacted with her face flinching upwards. Then she turned her neck towards me.
“Pl, Please leave it to me! Although Makoto won’t show anyone her butt without concern, she will if it’s you!”
She gave a nod with a tightened expression. I had to try really hard to endure laughing at it.
“Is, is that so. That’s plenty. Do your best from now on.”
I managed to somehow speak my words while covering my mouth with my hand. As soon as I relax my guard, I might immediately burst into laughter.
“Okay! I will do my best!”
Makoto, who didn’t seem to have any way of knowing my thoughts, nodded heavily while sincerely answering.
Upon reaching the end of my endurance, as anyone would expect, I quietly stood up and then went to the corner of the room to hit my stomach.
I will definitely go mad looking after her, but oh well, it doesn’t feel too bad.
After washing myself in the restroom, I managed to pull myself together to begin the training.
I will now perform the full training. It’s entirely different from before.
Now that I have proof of the whisper attack having an amazing effect, I can double it depending on the blend of training and whispers.
Moreover, the training will harddrive to her body. Makoto will see hell.
The increased training will certainly go above her expectations.
Will she really be able to endure? But then again, even if she has to beg and cry for forgiveness, I don’t intend to.
While I struck my stomach in the corner of my room and washed my face in the washroom, Makoto was obediently waiting for me on all fours, and not that long ago she squatted down while side glancing towards me.
Her eyes were shining. It looks like she really wants to be trained.
Kuku, how long will that composed smile last?
“Makoto, do you want to receive the punishment from a while ago? Do you want to receive an even harsher punishment than the one Shizuka got?”
I moved my right hand to her revealed, white buttock, due to the skirt being rolled up, and asked while lightly hitting it.
“Y, Yes! Spank me! I want you to spank my butt!”
Heart marks arose from her glistening eyes and Makoto spoke with a slight excitement.
She was unusually fussy over the spanking a little while ago, but does she want her ass smacked that much?
For me, it’s necessary to give a moderate amount of pain, but nothing else since pain goes against my principle for training.
When a woman is at the point of being ruled over violence, it’s no longer interesting.
“Do you really like feeling pain?”
Although I thought she may be a masochist, this is the first time she clearly said she wanted it.
Did witnessing her sister being spanked in front of her awaken her sleeping masochism?
“N, No, I don’t like pain….I’m sorry, I may like it. I don’t understand it that well myself…”
The brightness that was in her eyes before had left with her smile.
“For a long time…I don’t remember when it started, but it feels like I’m being submerged in water. As if the water sticking onto me formed a chrysalis(1), I feel the things around me move farther away. Until I met you, I never cried. Afterwards, I didn’t even remember what made me so emotional…”(ED: 1 the translated word here was cocaine beforehand)
She spoke bit by bit. As she feebly spun her words, I felt the illusion of her body shrinking.
“So…When seeing Shizuka endure the pain, I was jealous. I wanted that sort of strong stimulation to go through this wall of water around my body. I really was…jealous.”
After saying that, she silently hung her head.
I see, so the reason is because her emotions were sealed? Perhaps she isn’t aware that’s a self-defense instinct.
Confined within her own mind from the incident with Sasaki, she no longer consults anyone to avoid the same thing from happening again.
Nevertheless, that wasn’t the solution to fully solve it, which caused her thoughts to worsen.
Perhaps the masochistic side of her may have birthed from there, but maybe being completely confined and isolated from the outside world induced it.
Makoto, the person who takes on all the responsibility, can no longer even feel the send of weight that’s carried with it.
Hot and cold are both lukewarm to her.
She wasn’t able to feel so her despair would die down.
This may be something like an oversea or overhead view.
So, the pain was it? Pain is the strongest feeling in humans.
To protect one’s life and to recognize danger, pain is essential.
Which reminds me, she immediately started to change when I was doing the training.
She became even stronger and more intense. It seems like she’s desperately asking for a stimulus.
Isn’t this why she’s knowledgeable with obscene things?
Eh? Wait? If that’s the case, then the one who reshuffled the DVD really was Makoto?
In order to demand a stronger stimulation, she swapped the contents on purpose.
If that’s true, then how did she get the DVD? The same way as ordering a sex toy? Well, that seems to make the most sense.
“Yeah, I get what you’re saying. But…”
I am able to understand why she desires pain, but even so I don’t like it.
I don’t intend to change my principles, and to begin with I don’t really like a meat toilet giving orders to their Master.
In my own way, I will remove the wall of water around her.
“Makoto, I have one question.”
Makoto flinched in reaction to it. She probably did so because it was a question.
If I ask her something, she has to answer. Even if it opens a wound.
I think it’s sorta like that.
Well, it’s logical to think like that with the current flow of discussion.
This retard, that’s why she’s so frivolous. I’m not interested in your past.
I don’t care about the DVD matters either. On the other hand, I care about how you got it.
“What do you think is my favorite color?”
Her body stiffened to that question; she probably didn’t expect it, but when she raised her face and glanced at me, her eyes twinkled.
“…C, Color? U, Um…the color you like…It’s just my own image, but is it blue?” (I don’t know if I need to remind this since I already explained the breakdown of Aoi-san’s name, but just in case his name is made out of the Kanji for blue.)
As she answered unsurely, she looked at me with upturned eyes.
Blue. Because my name is Aoi, she imagines me liking blue? So cheap. But, well, I do like it. However―
“Wrong. You really doesn’t know anything. The color I like is neither red nor blue. Even if you mentioned green or yellow, it’s neither. Of course, it also isn’t black or white. I only like one color.”
Telling her in a plain tone, Makoto swallowed her saliva.
“I’m the color.”
Yeah, the color is me. It’s impossible for it to be another color than that.
What meat toilet couldn’t immediately answer such a thing? As I expected, this idiot needs to be thoroughly taught from every inch of her body.
She will be thoroughly dyed in my color.
Makoto stared at me in a daze, but then snapped back with twinkling eyes. She also seems to be smiling so much that it’s like she’s happy from the bottom of her heart.
“ ‘Me color!’ That is right! You really are amazing!”
Then just as heart marks arose from her twinkling eyes, she began to praise me.
“Fu, well, that’s me.”
“Yes! Aoi-san is amazing! Real―yyyyy amazing!”
“Fufu, gosh, aren’t you embarrassed?”
“The strongest! Aoi-san is the strongest! I think you can probably win against a dinosaur! I think you can overcome a Tyrannosaurus Rex!”
“Eh? T-rex? What? I mean, I am strong, but as anyone would assume, a dinosaur can jump at you―”
“It’s the Tyrannosaurus Rex that Makoto made! It is pink! It also spits fire! It can fly in the air even without feathers! It is Mach 2! It eats magma rice! Roarrrr! Roarrrrr!”
“Eh? Wa, Wait, pink? What a gross dinosaur―”
“Roarrrr! Roarrrrr! Roarrrr! Roarrrr!”
“Wa, Wai―”
Did something in her burst and fly away? Makoto, who was so excited that her cheeks were dyed red, increased her breathing while imitating a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
No, I don’t know about a Tyrannosaurus Rex’s cry, but she’s probably imitating the dinosaur’s cry in her story.
Come to think of it, she drew a lot of pictures. Though it didn’t have any feathers, there was a pink dinosaur flying and spitting out fire…it didn’t make sense at all.
I’ll leave it alone.
“Calm down a little, retard!”
“Ahinn!”
When I hit her buttocks, she gave a strangely sweet scream.
Ah shit, now I’ve done it. I acted against my principles.
Moreover, as Makoto stared at me with dim eyes, she calmly said, ”Please hit me more.”
Isn’t this what she wants? Isn’t this exactly what she wants? Damnit, I’m completely dancing in the palm of her hand, aren’t I?
“Ahh, amen. That was just to get you to talk, it didn’t count. I won’t hit you anymore.”
“No way…”
Like hitting her ass was amazing, she became depressed with knowing it won’t happen again.
Ah, shit, what is this? It’s different. Isn’t this meat toilet training? If it were darker and damp, wouldn’t I feel dark emotions swirling?
You begging to get your butt struck, that isn’t good, ahhh, what is this.
“Ahh, Makoto, I’m sorry, but let’s take a break. We’ll resume after five minutes.”
“Again? But you just took one a short while ago.”
“What’s bad about that?”
“Do you have to pee? Should we go together? Makoto will show some service―”
“Shut up you bitch! I am not going to piss! I’ll be taking a break, retard!”
“Ahhh!”
Without thinking, I excessively slapped her ass.
Makoto’s sweet cry echoed through the room.
God damn, this isn’t suppose to happen. This isn’t what I wanted. I’m being completely guided by Makoto.
But even with how she said a wall of water was around her body, isn’t she just an ordinary masochist in the end?
After giving a big sigh, I stood up and began to walk towards the washroom.
When I approached the corner, I heard a sound and stopped. No, a voice?
It’s so small that I couldn’t really hear it if I didn’t strain my ears.
A lot of noise was made, but I believed in the possibility of that person getting up to be slim. Reluctantly, though, she got up after all.
Ogasawara Shizuka, who was lying face down on the blanket in the room corner, suppressed her voice trembling in laughter.
Her eyes are opened enough to see her older sister on all fours.
Her important older sister, whom she depended to murder her, had her skirt rolled up and her buttocks exposed.
How savage; the little bitch is laughing at her big sister’s appearance.
No, I think the reason she’s laughing isn’t because her sister’s indecent appearance, but because she saw the exchange between her and I to this point.
Whether she saw me stop or saw my glance, she quickly closed her eyes and faked being asleep.
When it becomes inconvenient, both the sisters pretend to sleep.
Shit, it’s because of me smacking Makoto before that I also thought of slapping Shizuka in frustration. But it’s not like I can hit her when she’s pretending to be asleep.
The big sister won’t smile anymore. She’s broken. That idiot will yell out loud something stupid, and shed tears while smiling.
She doesn’t have the innocence of a high school student. She’s lost in the desperation of trying to get back the time she lost.
As for Ogasawara Shizuka, she has an unrealistic view which is more like the world is ending tomorrow for her.
Haa, it originally wasn’t my intention to show such training to an unrelated person, but it was I that kept mercilessly hitting Ogasawara Shizuka. As such, I have no right to say what to do.
So, this will be burned into her eyes. Her older sister will no longer be the former. The woman I knew gave in even though she was unwilling.
Be proud of your sister. She isn’t just a fool. Even if she collapsed and couldn’t stand up, or has fallen to the point that she can’t recover from a broken heart, this gigantic idiot won’t stop continuing.
If you understand then come in with a big box of cake when visiting my room. I don’t like sweets, but that isn’t a problem since your big sister will eat it. It would be a great peace offering considering you held a boxcutter to my throat.
The five minute break ended and I returned to Makoto with resolution.
Third time’s the charm. I will take over now. But there’s a saying that whatever happens twice can happens thrice.
I should believe in my ancestors. They made it clear by leaving a saying.
No. Wait. On that matter, there are also sayings like the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and a hawk gives birth to a black kite.
To begin with, I’m confused when thinking about amphibians and birds of prey being in the same line. It should be reorganized to be easier to understand.
A frog gives birth to a hawk. Yup, that’s great. It’s better than a hawk giving birth to a black kite.
The child of the frog is a black hawk. Yeah, that’s so amazing. The point is—even if the meaning changed to a frog laying a black kite, the idea of both of these creatures giving birth to a black kite would be amazing.
Conclusion—the possibilities are endless.
“Woooww! Aoi-shan is backkkk! Training! It’s training time!” (1)
In high spirits, Makoto was still on all fours by herself.
Oops, I carelessly escaped from reality.
Ignore her, ignore. I’ll be pulled into this person’s pace again. Instead of endless possibilities, I’ll fall into an infinite loop.
“Aoi-shan’s hair is wet! Did you soak it? Sexy! You’re sexy with wet hair! It’s making Makoto’s heart throb!”
While blushing, her breathing rises in excitement.
Ignore her, ignore it. Even if I hit her buttock in irritation, it will only delight this fellow. I mean, I think that’s what she’s aiming for.
Does this person really have a speech defect? She’s awfully good at controlling the flow of a conversation?
When I think about it, she sleeps quite often. When I’m up, she’s down. When I’m awake, she’s sleeping.
When I find free time, I diligently study, but does she ever?
The only image that comes to mind is her drawing in a room, folding origami, blowing up a balloon, and sleeping.
Supposing that’s just it, it’s outrageous. How in the hell does this person maintain such high grades? Even I, someone who with no doubt has the best intellect, I don’t review the class if the school is simply posting the results of each class.
No no, how could I think she was a natural airhead? Shit, after knowing that she already knew the massage practice was training, shouldn’t I fall over in suspicion after knowing she kept it hidden?
To have maintained high results, well, um, is by chance.
By chance…is the vague conclusion that I put to try and escape this.
“Aoi-san! You’ll catch a cold with your hair wet! I’ll blow it to make you dry! I’ll do,’haa, haa, haa’!?”
“What do you intend to do with your,’haa, haa, haa’ing? What a stupid idea―”
“When it dries in the spare time…when something like you pushing down Makoto happens like a while ago…Ki, kis, kis, kisi―”
“Oi, this idiot, do you even listen when someone speaks―”
“You can kiss me! Wauuu, I said it! Em, Embarrassing…” (2)
Because of Makoto, who was ignoring me as she selfishly spoke, something snapped in me.
“Listen when someone talks to you, retard!”
“Aiyaa!” (3)
A dry bang echoed throughout the room, and from the impact of my palm, Makoto’s rump rippled. At the same time a sweet sound rang.
After a short delay, a deep red color arose from her white ass cheek.
“A, Amazing. But then, pain fe―”
“Don’t say anything more than that!”
Realized what she was going to say, I raised my voice and firmly aligned her rear with both hands.
Like hell I’ll let her say it! She was going to say, ”It felt good”. Even I would pull back.
But, well, I’m not backing down.
Additionally, it would have been fine if it were just the two of us raging, but the little bitch in the corner of the room will start roaring with laughter at any moment.
Taking a glance in her direction, I could see an orange shadow clearly shaking.
Is it funny? Do you want to laugh that much?
I returned my gaze to Makoto’s bum, and with a deep breath I slowly exhaled.
The time is now. I’ll show your sister how much of a savage and unjust man I am.
“Makoto, let’s begin the desired training. I said this at the start, but there is no escape, even if you beg forgiveness. I will continue the training till I’m satisfied.”
“Okay!”
To my stern question, she gave a cheery answer.
“Then, I will kindly give your severe punishment.”
“Ok, Okay!”
Hearing her reply, which included a vigorous anticipation, I nodded.
Severe training. She approves of it so easily without even knowing the extent of how severe it’s. She is completely underestimating me.
Well, that’s fine. I’ll make her regret taking my seriousness lightly. When I reach her limit she will give an amazing cry.
Grinning, I picked up the plastic container I prepared. Naturally, it contains lotion.
I carefully applied the lotion on my right hand finger.
“It’s rather important to study and train in the basics. Of course, since preparing for a class is also important, one mustn’t neglect reviewing the basics.”
Placed the lotion container on the floor, I quickly pull her bum that I caught with my left hand to the side.
“Nn―uuu”
As such, the developed anus faintly opened.
As if she were embarrassed by her anus being suddenly opened, Makoto shook her bottom in an attempt to twist and tighten her anus.
However, adjusting to her movements, I pulled my thumb attached to the side of her anus. The anus opened and closed as a result.
“Ah―uuu”
In the embarrassment of trying to close something she cannot, Makoto shakes her neck side to side. Nevertheless, it doesn’t seem like she intends to resist.
Hmm, I guess that’s natural. I said she has to endure it. It’s out of the question that she would resist when it opened.
“Now then, let’s review. Inserting it suddenly will hurt. As such, it’s necessary to carefully and softly massage it.”
Thinking that, I placed the forefinger of my right hand on it and gently traced a circle.
“Nhii!? Ahhhaaa―nnn―it, it ticklessss”
The moment my finger touched her anus, her lower back jumped as she moaned.
Liquid immediately begin to overflow from her vagina. The amount quickly increased from before.
Drops trickled down onto the floor as it flows down her inner thigh.
It seems that due to past training, once her switch is turn on she accelerates. The downside is the anticipation in this.
Stretching out the anus with my left hand thumb, I lightly sank my other hand’s forefinger into her open anus.
“Ha―nnn―it, just, quickly put it in―”
She gave a sweet voice as I suddenly push down on her buttocks. She’s dying to have my finger inside her hole.
However, in prediction of this moment, I sank the tip of my forefinger in lightly and led my hand over her buttocks at the same speed.
“Ahh―nn!?”
As if she doubted I would put my finger in, she twisted her neck and ass, looking at me in a side glance.
Her eyes seem to be moist and eager.
While ignoring her gaze and fixating my left hand on her buns, I moved the forefinger in a small circle.
“Nnn―just go in―it is okay now”
Her buttocks jerked again. However, my finger continued at the same speed and didn’t go in her anus.
“Wh, What is it!? Aoi-shann, Makoto is okay to receive it now. She’s ready, so, so quickly.”
Her buttocks suddenly pushed. However, I concentrated on all the nerves in her body; shoulder, waist, rear, and by watching the hip joint, I was able to react quickly to her movements.
On the outside, it looks simple, but it takes a considerable amount of concentration and insight to accomplish this. It also needs a moderation of kinetic vision and reflex. Not only that, precise finger control is only possible after getting a higher level technique from training.
She shook her head and began to breath heavily while looking at me with moist eyes. Nevertheless, I ignored her gaze and continued to slowly and carefully draw a circle with my finger.
The sound of indecent liquid were heard. Intestinal juices started to overflow out from her anus.
While biting her lower lip, Makoto pushes her buttocks up while waving her neck. However, her desire wasn’t satisfied due to my finger moving at the same speed as before.
Her anus is already completely loose. Furthermore, with the intestinal juices overflowing in addition to the lotion I placed on my finger, it should easily swallow my finger with a little force.
No, even if I didn’t loosen it up, it would still swallow my finger easily from all the training done to it.
“A, Aoi-shan, you aren’t going to start the training!? Makoto, wants to be trained quickly. Like the usual, like the usual―”
Shivering and begging miserably with her eyes swimming.
She’s hesitating about something. It’s just mannerism, but she hesitated for an instant as well.
Her desire has exceeded her shame.
“I want to be done deep! I want it deep in my buttocks as always! Aoi-shan, Makoto is okay now! I’m ready!”
Thinking I’m being extra careful with her anus, Makoto desperately and eroticily begs.
Her desire has skyrocketed, but her embarrassment doesn’t seem to change. As proof, Makoto’s whole body is dyed with a deep red along with sweat pouring out of her.
As for the amount of liquid overflowing from her vaginal tract, it was to the point of a wide-eyed flood.
My reasoning also seems to vanish as the female smell tricks my nose.
“Aoi-shan! Makoto wants it in and out! Big is fine! Please put the round, bead stick in one go! But, but―”
Once a dam collapses, it won’t be able to hold a thing. Nevertheless, Makoto, who shot out a series of indecent words that decreased her shyness, was still hesitating as she cut off her words.
Her words were still at the hesitation stage. A chill ran down my spine with that assumption.
“I want you! I want you! Makoto, Aoi-san, I want Aoi-san’s Auaunya!”(I do not know. Do not ask me ;-;)(you saying you don’t know about the auaunya and fuanuaua?)
While her heart was filled with excitement, she glossed over an essential part. ‘Auaunya’, I don’t know what that is.
Titles are known when you’re a high school student. I mean, there are plenty of secret languages and common names. What is that, ‘Auaunya’? I seriously don’t get it.
But, no matter how much her reasoning crumbles, this firmly crosses over the line.
It’s not bad to destroy it before the lewd meat toilet removes all her shackles before me, but it isn’t even at that point.
What she must do is show her sincerity of desire and loyalty to me. That’s it.
Basically, that means Makoto, who’s body is in agony as she simply endures her only desire, is concealing it.
“Aoi-shan, Aoi-shan, Aoi-shan, Aoi-shan, Aoi-shan I want your auaunya―”
“Makoto.”
I neither raised my voice nor spoke softly, I simply told her, calm as I always am.
However, her movements suddenly stopped at my call.
Still biting her lower lip, she looked at me with wet eyes while shaking, and as if a typhoon passed by, the room became quiet.
I expected this to happen, but even so, I didn’t think she would completely confirm her desires now.
Even if she managed to completely seal her desires, they cannot fully disappear. Biting her lip and shaking are clear signs that show she’s she’s enduring it.
Nevertheless, to me she passes with a perfect score. So I’ll use that notion to purposely seal it.
“That’s fine. It’s good child. You did great, Makoto.”
Of course, I won’t say that she got a perfect score no matter what, but praising her is fine. It is a method of producing good training.
I separate my left hand from her behind and then place it on her head, patting it gently.
“Waa, waaa”
Cheeks dyed red with a big smile, Makoto’s voice rose eagerly while also displaying a joyful smile.
“Makoto, you should desire me. That is, when you want to receive a harsh punishment. How is that? Would it be harsh? It would also have various intensities. If you’re really a meat toilet, then try to withstand it well. Can you do it?
Unlike in my simple, everyday tone, I spoke in a gentle way.
Hearing my words, she lowered the ends of her eyebrows in a quick worry, but then nodded.
“Okay, good child. Then I shall resume the training. The training you will receive is the harsh punishment your younger sister had, no, it’s ten times that. Do your best to endure it.”
This time when she gave a nod with no hesitation, she turned her stiffened face and then looked up at me.
It seems the reasoning that she held onto so tightly came falling down as soon as I praised her.
Kuku, this is why an obedient fool is fascinating. However, does she really think she can endure it?
Did she forget the whisper attack?
The praise I just gave her also foreshadowed that attack.
Having developed her anus so it could climax, I made sure not to do any more than necessary while continued to caress it slowly.
It may still be possible to climax by this much, but her desire to reach one will increase further.
Additionally, I won’t touch the nipples, clitoris, or any of the other erogenous zones. I’m only touching the anus. No, only the entrance to be exact.
How long will she be able to endure it for?
As for the little bitch holding in her laughter, she will soon turn pale from watching my savageness.
Hell’s Gate is opened. From now on, let’s enjoy our slow descent into Hell.
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