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King of MolMol
By : Saiga123
Category: +G to L > Love Hina
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Chapter 25 – Kittens pt. 1
With her knee pressed into the base of her sisters spin Tsuruko pulled hard on the lace that crisscrossed Motoko’s back making her gasp. “How does that feel Motoko-chan?” Tsuruko asked as she stroked Motoko’s shoulders.
“I-It’s a bit tight Mistress.” Motoko said uncomfortably.
“Of course it is.” Tsuruko smiled as she tied off the laces. “That’s how corsets are meant to be worn.” She explained as she smiled down at her kneeling sister. Cupping her chin Tsuruko smiled as she stroked her hair “It should feel as if your lover is embracing you tightly. So long as you can breathe it is fine.” Tsuruko assured her as she kissed the top of Motoko’s head. “Now come and look at yourself.” She ordered as she pulled Motoko to her feet and pulled her over to the full length mirror. Doing as she was told Motoko stared at her reflection.
The tight leather the corset fit snugly over her midsection, clearly displaying her large perky breasts. Around her hips she wore a lacy garter belt which held up a pair of sheer black stockings that contrasted against her pale skin and framed her hairless pussy. Stepping behind her sister Tsuruko caressed Motoko’s leather clad flanks and kissed her neck “Well? Do you think Master will like it?” seeing Motoko nervously bit her lip instead of answering Tsuruko pinched one of her nipples. “Something you want to say Motoko-chan?”
Gasping at the rough treatment of her teat Motoko shook her head “N-No it’s nothing, just...”
“Just?” Tsuruko wondered as she tugged on her nipple.
“Kei-kun likes to see my belly button.” She explained hesitantly. “W-When we were intimate he seemed to enjoy kissing and nuzzling into my stomach and telling me how sexy I will look when I carry his child.” She reported, the memory making her quim moisten and a blush spread from the tips of her ears down to the tips of her breasts.
“mmm, I had not considered that.” Tsuruko said thoughtfully. “A very astute observation Motoko-chan. I shall have it altered to something more suitable. Something along the lines of a halter top perhaps.” She smiled and kissed her sister’s cheek. Motoko smiled happily at the praise only to cry out as Tsuruko harshly twisted her nipple. “But you just called our Master Kei-kun didn’t you?” Realising her mistake Motoko opened her mouth to apologise only for Tsuruko to pull her over to the table and forced her to bend over it.
Before Motoko could get a word out Tsuruko started to rain down blows onto Motoko’s firm, muscular ass. Hearing her cry out with ever slap Tsuruko grinned and said “When it is just the two of us you shall refer to our Master by his title is that clear?” she demanded to know as she continued to add more red hand prints to her sisters ass.
“Yes!” Motoko whimpered as she received another slap “F-Forgive me Mistress!” she begged.
“I am not as forgiving as our Master is.”Tsuruko warned her. “But I shall forgive you this one time. Be sure to remember your place Motoko-chan.”
“I-I shall Mistress.” Motoko said meekly as Tsuruko tenderly ran her fingers over Motoko’s stinging ass cheeks.
“See that you do.” Tsuruko smiled and pinched her ass making her jump. “Now stand up straight.” Doing as she was told Motoko straightened her back but dared not turn without permission. “Do you know what this is Motoko-chan?” Tsuruko asked as she slid a hand around her to hold the item in question up for Motoko’s inspection.
Seeing her sister holding a gold ring Motoko said “An earring?”
“Close.” Tsuruko smiled. “It’s a nipple ring.” She said happily.
Hearing this Motoko’s eyes went wide. “A-Are you going to pierce my nipples?”
“I would.” Tsuruko nodded “But our Master won’t let me do anything permanent to you so we shall use these clamps instead.” Tsuruko explained as she put aside the ring and showed Motoko two clamps. “They work just as well for hanging weights from.”
“Weights?” Motoko asked with a tremor in her voice.
“Yes, like these.” She smiled as she held up a small golden ball at the end of a gold chain. “This is one of the smaller ones.” Tsuruko grinned at the look on her sisters face. “Don’t look so concerned Motoko-chan. We won’t be using the weights today, just the clamps. Once you’ve gotten used to them then we shall add the weights.” She explained as she tugged and tweaked Motoko’s nipples until they were rock hard at which point she attached the clamps to them making her hiss. “How does it feel?” Tsuruko wondered.
“It hurts.” Motoko complained.
“Perfect for a masochist like you then.” Tsuruko grinned as she tugged on her sisters teats making her whimper. “Now let’s discuss what I am going to be doing to your ass.”
“M-My ass?” Motoko asked.
“That’s right.” She grinned “Our Master is an ass man. He loves having anal sex and doing all other kinds of things to a woman’s backside so I shall be training you how to give him the upmost pleasure with your slutty asshole. Now, apart from the spankings that you oh so enjoy,” She leered as she pinched Motoko’s rump. “I will also be giving you regular enemas to make sure you are nice and clean for when our Master wishes to use your ass. Understand?”
“Y-Yes Mistress.” Motoko nodded.
“Under normal circumstances I would require you to spend days on end with your bowels filled with water to help you master your anus but seeing as Master could call upon your ass at any time it would be incontinent to do so. Unless of course Master takes a liking to fucking you like that but until we know for sure we shall have to train your ass by filling it with something else.” She smiled as she grabbed Motoko by her clamps and pulled her over to another table filled with toys.
Bending her over so that her face was almost pressed against the table Tsuruko slipped her middle finger into her ass making her grunt at the sudden invasion. Staring at the items on the table Motoko’s eyes widened. “First we have your standard dildos and vibrators. They can be shoved up any hole you like but there are other toys more suited to being put up here.” Tsuruko smiled as she wiggled her finger inside of her. “These eggs for example...” she said as she placed them on the table in front of her and turned them on. Vibrating violently the eggs made a loud sound as they shook against the polished wood and rolled around in front of her “Can you having imagine one or two of them rolling around inside of here?” Tsuruko asked as she pumped her finer in and out of Motoko’s ass before leaning down and whispering in her ear “It feels amazing.” She confessed as she bit Motoko’s ear causing her to moan.
Kissing her neck Tsuruko presented her sister with the next toy. “Next we have a buttplug. These are used with enemas to ensure that none leaks out and also lets you get used to having something shoved up your ass.” she explained. “Personally I’m not a fan of buttplugs. If you're getting a cock shoved up your ass you should get used to having your ass stretched by that cock. It’s a lot more fun for all parties involved.” She thought aloud “As for enemas, I find it's a lot more exciting if you could lose control at any moment.” She breathed into Motoko’s ear. “I much prefer these.” She leered as she placed a tray in front of Motoko filled with a row of anal beads arranged from smallest to the largest.
As Motoko stared fearfully at the size of the larger ones Tsuruko leaned out and whispered into her ear “From now on you will always have something in your ass. Be it an enema, a vibrator, a buttplug, these beads or our Masters cock your ass will never be empty is that clear?”
“Y-Yes Mistress.” Motoko nodded.
“Good now let’s stick something up there.” Tsuruko grinned. Reaching out, Tsuruko picked up the largest set of anal beads and held them in front of her face. “I think these will do nicely.” Tsuruko grinned.
Seeing that the largest bead was larger than her fist the colour drained from Motoko’s already pale face. As Tsuruko picked up the beads and moved them downwards Motoko called out “M-Mistress! P-Perhaps a smaller set would be better?”
“Oh? What makes you say that?” Tsuruko wondered.
Thinking fast Motoko said “Y-You said yourself that the best way to get used to having things shoved inside of me is to use Masters cock.” She pointed out. “A-And if my ass is stretched too much won’t Master not feel as much pleasure?”
Smiling down proudly at her sister Tsuruko kissed her shoulder and said “Quite so. A small set it is then.” She agreed. As she placed the beads back on the table Motoko let out a sigh of relief as she saw her sisters hand move towards the smaller sets only to whimper when she instead picked up one from the other end of the spectrum. “I think this will suffice. The largest is no thicker than Masters cock.” She told her sister. “Spread your cheeks for me.” She ordered.
Doing as she was told Motoko reached behind her and spread her ass cheeks to expose her tiny anus. “Good girl.” Tsuruko smiled as she withdrew her finger and placed the smallest bead against Motoko’s tiny puckered anus. Pushing forward Tsuruko smiled at the way she grunted. Watching as her sphincter engulfed the bead Tsuruko paused to admire the way her anus surrounded; ever so slightly pumping it in and out of her ass to watch it expand and contract around the circumference of the ball with a smile before allowing it to enter her entirely.
“There, that wasn’t so bad was it?” Tsuruko smiled as she kissed Motoko’s ass cheek.
“N-No Mistress.” Motoko breathed heavily.
“Good.” She praised her sister “Now let’s see how you like the next one.” She grinned as she continued to feed the beads into Motoko’s bowels.
“Mistress Tsuruko?” a voice called out to the side.
Looking up from Motoko Tsuruko saw Yuna standing next to her. “What can I do for you Yuna-chan?” she asked as she blew on Motoko’s anus and smiled at the way it twitched.
“I have just received a word that we have detained three young women who have entered the country illegally.” Yuna said as she watched Tsuruko play with her sisters ass.
“And?” Tsuruko asked.
“They claim to know Mistress Motoko.” Yuna replied as she held up a tablet with photos of the three girls in question.
Taking the tablet from her Tsuruko regarded the girls before shrugging. “I’ve never seen them before.” She replied before turning Motoko over so that the beads hung down out of her asshole. “Do you know them?”
Looking at the images Motoko nodded her head “They are my friends from school.”
“They must be here to celibate our engagement.” Tsuruko smiled “Bring them to the palace if you’d be so kind Yuna-chan.” Seeing the slave staring at her sisters wet cunny Tsuruko smiled “Would you care for a taste Yu-chan?”
“May I Mistress?” Yuna smiled as she stepped closer to Motoko.
“Only if I may taste you as well.” Tsuruko smiled as she stroked her thigh.
“But of course Mistress.” She smiled as she loosened her skirt and let it fall from her hips. Bending forward Yuna lustfully licked her lips before running her tongue up and down Motoko’s wet labia. As Motoko moaned Tsuruko smiled and said “Do not let those beads fall from your ass Motoko-chan.”
“Y-Yes Mistress!” she moaned as she shuddered from Yuna’s talented licking.
“Good girl.” She purred as she knelt behind Yuna and started to lick the slave’s asshole. As her tongue burrowed into her bowels Tsuruko brought her hand up to cup Yuna’s dripping mound and caressed her moist cunny. Enjoying the moans both girls were making Tsuruko withdrew her tongue and slid it down her taint to lap at Yuna’s pussy lips. “You have such a sweet pussy Yuna-chan. Do you enjoy the taste of my sister?”
“Yes Mistress!” Yuna moaned as she hungrily feasted on Motoko’s honeypot.
“Your tongue seems very talented Yu-chan. Has my cousin been giving you lessons?” she wondered.
“Yes.” She nodded as she suckled on Motoko’s clit.
“Let’s see what you’ve learned.” Tsuruko grinned as she pulled her face away from Motoko’s cunny and pulled it to her own. As Yuna started to pleasure her Tsuruko moaned and smiled at Motoko’s flushed face. “Don’t worry Motoko-chan. I haven’t forgotten about you.” She purred as she slid two fingers into her cunny and started to roughly pump her digits in and out of Motoko’s moist depths.
It wasn’t long before both Aoyama’s came; their pussies constricting around the fingers and the tongue inside of them. Adoringly stroking her hair Tsuruko pulled Yuna away with a smile “My cousin has taught you well.” She observed as she ran a finger over her sticky lips. “I’ll have to make use of your mouth again.”
“It would be my pleasure Mistress.” Yuna giggled as she licked her fingers. “So long as Master is not using it.”
“I’m sure our Master wouldn’t mind sharing.” Tsuruko smiled as she stroked her. “Now off you go and get Motoko-chans friends. I have to get her ready to greet them.” She purred as she stroked the panting Motoko’s thigh.
Having been led to a room and told to be seated the trio of girls waited impatiently. Looking at the slave girl who had brought them to the palace Kikuko said “Why have you brought us here?” she demanded to know as she frowned at Yuna’s revealing attire.
Giving the girl a cool look Yuna replied “You wished to see your friend didn’t you? Just sit down and be quiet.” Seeing the girl open her mouth Yuna quickly said “The three of you smuggled yourselves into our county, a crime we take very seriously. The only reason why you haven’t been arrested and charged is because you know Mistress Motoko. But that only grants you so much leeway so I wouldn’t push my luck if I was you.” Yuna warned her.
Glaring at the slave Kikuko huffed angrily and folded her arms over her small chest. Leaning over to her, the short haired Sachiyo whispered “Why did she call Motoko-sempai ‘Mistress’?” she wondered.
“Who knows?” Kikuko shrugged “All the matters is that we have found Motoko-sempai and we can rescue her.”
“Rescue me from what?” Motoko asked as she entered the room.
“Motoko-Sempai!” Sachiyo and Emi cried out as they rushed over to her and threw their arms around her.
“It is good to see you all too.” Motoko smiled as she returned their hug.
“What are you wearing Sempai?!” Kikuko asked. Motoko had her hair tied up into a ponytail and wore a tight fitting white blouse that was thin enough to make out the pink of her nipples through. Around her hips she wore a tiny pencil skirt that tightly clung to her figure showing off her beautiful long legs and shapely ass. She still wore her sheer black stockings and on her feet she wore high heels making her even taller.
“She’s adorable isn’t she?” Tsuruko smiled as she entered the room to stand next to her sister. “I picked out her clothes myself.”
“Who are you?” Emi asked as she looked at the tall beauty.
“I am Tsuruko Aoyama.” She smiled “Motoko-chans sister.”
Hearing this Emi and Sachiyo released their hold on Motoko and hastily bowed. “I-It’s an honour to meet you!”
Laughing at them Tsuruko stepped forward and cupped their chins. “What... pretty friends my sister has.” She smiled as she ran her thumbs over their soft lips. “Thank you for taking care of my precious sister.” She purred as she leaned down and pressed her lips to theirs. When she pulled away from them both girls blushed deeply and trembled. Smiling at them both Tsuruko said “Come, let us sit and talk.” She smiled and led them back to their seats.
Sitting opposite them Tsuruko smiled at them and said “I presume you have come for our wedding?”
“So it’s true then?” Kikuko asked “You are getting married?”
“That’s right.” Motoko smiled bashfully.
“To that man you live with?” Emi asked.
“Yes Kei-kun shall be marrying Motoko-chan.” Tsuruko nodded.
“How can you allow such a thing?!” Kikuko demanded to know of Tsuruko. “The man is a pervert who wants to defile your sister!”
“I can only hope so.” Tsuruko smiled happily “Otherwise how would Motoko-chan have a child?”
“You’re pregnant?” the trio cried.
“Not yet.” Motoko smiled as she rested her hand on her stomach.
“But with the way those two have been going at it won’t be long.” Tsuruko grinned.
“Y-You mean they’ve already...?” Kikuko stuttered out.
“Oh yes. Quite frequently and quite loudly.” Tsuruko leered as she stroked Motoko’s thigh “It wouldn’t surprise me in the least if she was already pregnant.” Seeing the look on their faces Tsuruko smiled and said “There will be plenty of time for such girl talk later. You three seem like you have had a long journey to get here. How about we have a bath to relieve you of your weariness?” she leered at them as she licked her lips.
“So what do we do know?” Emi asked as she hugged her arms around her body to cover what the revealing clothes they had been forced to wear didn’t. At first the prospect of a bath had been a welcome one but once it had been revealed that Motoko would not be bathing with them the whole experience quickly went downhill. Tsuruko had groped and molested their bodies at every opportunity insisting skinship between her and her sisters friends was important. She had touched them in ways they had never been touched all the while kissing and telling them it was thanks for being such good friends to her sister.
When they were done with their bath they had gone to get changed only to find that their clothes had been taken and replaced with the clothes Tsuruko and Yuna had been wearing. Telling them that they were presents Tsuruko had forced them into the revealing clothes all the while commenting on how sexy they looked.
“We have to rescue Motoko-sempai.” Kikuko declared.
“But she doesn’t seem to want to be rescued.” Sachiyo commented.
“That’s because that man must have done something to her.” Kikuko assured them “Our Sempai would never allow a man to touch her let alone do... those other things.” She said with a blush. “That woman who claims to be her sister probably had a hand in it.”
“You don’t think they are sisters?” Emi wondered.
“How could they be?” Kikuko frowned “There’s no way such a lewd woman can be related to Motoko-sempai.”
“But they looked so alike.” Emi pointed out.
Kikuko let out a huff. “It doesn’t matter if they are or not. What matters is getting Motoko-sempai away from that pervert.”
“But how?” Sachiyo asked “It’s not like we could ever make Motoko-sempai do something she didn’t want to do.”
“We have to get rid of that man.” Kikuko decided “If we do that then Motoko-sempai will be free of whatever spell he has her under.”
Nodding their heads the two girls agreed with their leader. “How do we do it?” Emi asked.
“First we’ll knock him out and carry him somewhere private.” Kikuko decided “We’ll interrogate him and get him to tell us what he did to Motoko-sempai and then we’ll make sure he can never harm Motoko-sempai or any other woman.” She declared.
“There he is.” Kikuko pointed out from their hiding places in the bushes.
“Are you sure that’s him?” Emi asked as they looked at the shirtless man talking to a slave.
“Wasn’t Motoko-sempai’s dorm manager kind of geeky? That guy looks... kind of manly.” Sachiyo said with a slight blush.
Frowning at her Kikuko said “It must be. He’s the only man in the palace.” She said as she turned her attention back to the man who she saw kissing and groping the ass off the slave he was with “Look at that! Not only has he tricked Motoko-sempai into sleeping with him he’s cheating on her too!” she cried out angrily.
Glaring at the man from the bushes the trio watched as he pulled the clothes off the woman and started to suckle on her tits before kneeling down in front of her and licking her cunny. Able to hear her moans from where they were hidden a blushing Emi said “H-How can they do something like that out in the open?”
“It’s because he’s a pervert whose only goal is to corrupt women.” Kikuko glared at the couple. It wasn’t long before Keitaro made the slave orgasm; her hips bucking against his face as she moaned loudly. The girls watched as Keitaro kissed his way up her slender body and captured her lips. When they eventually from their kiss the naked slave said something the trio couldn’t hear as she slid a hand down his trousers. Shaking his head Keitaro kissed her again and gave her a playful slap on her ass to send her on her way. Seeing him approach them Kikuko cried out “Now!” and all three jumped out. Wielding makeshift weapons they stormed over to him and yelled “Stop right there!”
Staring at them Keitaro blinked in surprise before smiling “oh you three are Motoko-chans friends. When did you get here?” he wondered.
“Be quiet!” Kikuko yelled at him. “Tell us what you’ve done to Motoko-sempai!”
“I haven’t done anything to her.” Keitaro replied.
“If you won’t tell us we’ll force you to!” Kikuko declared as she charged forward with her sword raised only to fall to the floor and cry out in pain as her arm was wrenched backward.
“Who is this bitch and why did she attack Onii-san?” a voice growled out.
“They are Motoko-chans friends.” The familiar voice of Tsuruko said as she stood next to Emi who was writhing on the floor in pain.
“I knew they’d be trouble.” Yuna said as she pinned Sachiyo to the ground “You should have let me deport them.”
“I’m sure we can tame them.” Tsuurko smiled.
“Um, what’s going on?” Keitaro asked bemused.
Stepping close to him Tsuruko slipped her hand down his trousers to squeeze his cock “Nothing you need concern yourself with my pet.” Tsuruko purred as she kissed him.
Moaning into her mouth Keitaro smiled and said “Yes Mistress Tsu-chan.”
“Good boy.” She grinned and stroked his shaft. “Now, I want you to go find Motoko-chan, strip her naked and fuck her senseless. Don’t stop fucking her until she’s passed out is that clear?”
“Yes Mistress.” Keitaro smiled as he nuzzled into her collarbone.
“mmm, if you’re good I’ll let you fuck me too.” She promised before sending him on his way. Turning back around Tsuruko smiled down at the girls. “Well, I think you naughty girls need to be re-educated.”
Finding Motoko in her room Keitaro smiled and took her in his arms. “Hey Motoko-chan.” He said as he nuzzled into her hair.
“Master!” Motoko breathed happily as she buried her face into her chest.
“It’s Kei-kun, Mo-chan.” Keitaro corrected her.
“Forgive me Kei-kun.” she said as she bashfully bit her bottom lip.
“It’s fine Motoko-chan.” He said as stroked her hair. Taking a step back from her Keitaro looked her up and down. “You look gorgeous Motoko-chan.”
Blushing deeply Motoko smiled and said “T-Thank you Kei-kun.”
“Did Tsu-chan pick it out for you?” he asked.
“Y-yes.” She nodded.
“She told me to come and find you.” He revealed as he kissed her collarbone. “She must have wanted me to see how sexy you look.” He told her as he led her over to the bed.
“A-Am I sexy?” he asked breathlessly as he caressed her thigh.
“Very.” He smiled “You look cute with your hair in a pony tail.”
“D-Do you prefer my hair like this?” she asked.
“No, I prefer your hair loose.” He said as he undid her ponytail and allowed her hair to flow free. “It’s so much easier to run my fingers through. That’s not to say I don’t want you to try different hair styles if you want to. For instance those twintails you had when you were dressed as a maid were so cute.” He smiled as his hand slid up her thigh to cup her hot, wet mound “Or maybe it was because you were dressed like a maid that I liked it so much.” He suggested as he caressed her cunny.
“Master!” Motoko let slip as she arched her back with a moan.
Grinning at her Keitaro withdrew his hand from between her thighs and unbuttoned her skirt. Peeling it off her Keitaro had her stand in front of him. Staring up at her Keitaro licked his lips and held onto her hips. “You look so gorgeous Mo-chan.”
“Thank you.” She blushed.
“I mean it.” He said “Right now you look even sexier than when you wore that maid costume.” He told her.
With her skirt gone Motoko was left in just her stockings and blouse; the shirt just long enough to teasingly hid her pretty pussy from sight. With a couple buttons undone to show off her cleavage and the way she nervously chewed her bottom lip Keitaro thought she was the very embodiment of sexiness.
Leaning forward Keitaro slipped his nose underneath her shirt and inhaled her musky scent. “You smell so delicious Mo-chan.” He told her as he kissed her thigh before rolling up the hem of her shirt to reveal her wet cunny before leaning in to kiss her. His tongue sliding in and out of her tight channel Keitaro squeezed her hips as he hungrily drank down her juices causing her to moan loudly and thrust her hips against his face. Holding her hips Keitaro moved her onto the bend and had her lie down.
Kneeling between her legs Keitaro smiled down at her as he caressed her thigh. “You look so beautiful Mo-chan.” He told her as he stared down her; loving the way her chest rose and fall beneath her thin shirt. Slowly sliding his hands up her legs Keitaro started to undo the buttons of her shirt; very slowly moving upwards and pulling apart the shirt. When he found her stomach bound in soft leather Keitaro caressed the smooth material and asked “What’s this Mo-chan?”
“A-A corset Kei-kun.” Motoko breathed hard.
“Is it uncomfortable?” he asked as he kissed her stomach.
“N-Not really.” She trembled.
“We’ll remove it soon.” He promised her as his fingers continued upwards until all but one button remained. Grinning down at her Keitaro leaned down and very carefully undid it with his mouth causing the garment to slide off her perfect mounds. Looking down on her teats Keitaro’s eyes went wide at what he saw “What are these Motoko-chan?” he asked as he lightly poked her nipple.
“N-Nipple clamps Master.” Motoko revealed as she bit her bottom lip.
Not correcting her Keitaro asked “Did Tsuruko make you wear these?”
“Y-Yes.” She nodded hesitantly.
“Don’t they hurt?” he wondered.
“A little.” She admitted.
Hearing this Keitaro frowned. “Then let’s remove them.” He said and with upmost delicacy removed one of the golden clips. As soon as he set it aside Motoko let out a hiss as blood rushed back to the stiff nub before Keitaro captured the nub and gently suckled on it; caressing and massaging the tormented teat with his tongue before doing the same to the other one.
“I’m going to have to have a talk with your sister.” He decided as he kissed and fondled Motoko’s heavy breasts. “I warned her about being mean to you but she still does this to your beautiful nipples.” He shook his head as he buried his face between her mounds. “I’ll tie her up again and give her such a spanking she won’t be able to sit down for a month.” He promised with a growl.
In a hidden room of the palace Tsuruko, Kanako and Yuna watched the pair on a large television screen along with their prisoners. Turning to the elder Aoyama Kanako smiled at her and said “Aren’t you lucky?”
Letting out a laugh Tsuruko smiled and said “I am aren’t I?”
“You seem to enjoy tormenting your sister, Mistress.” Yuna observed.
“Not at all.” Tsuruko disagreed. “Everything I do I out of love.” She insisted “Love and a desire to bring her and our Master closer together.”
“And how does getting off shoving anal beads up her ass accomplish that?” Yuna wondered.
“The more I torment her, the more Kei-kun seeks to comfort and protect her.” She explained. “Watch her face as Master removes her corset.” She told them.
On the screen in front of them Keitaro had Motoko kneeling in front of him as he kissed her neck. Sliding his hands from her hips and up her flanks Keitaro started to undo the lace. As soon as he had loosened the knot Motoko was able to breathe easier; a happy smile spreading across her face as Keitaro deftly unthreaded the lace and peeled off the tight garment. Freed from its confines Motoko leaned back gratefully into Keitaro’s chest and moaned euphorically as he stroked her smooth stomach.
“You see? She has already started to associate his touch with relief. Soon just the thought of him shall produce a similar effect and make her pussy dampen.” Tsuruko grinned happily.
“My pussy already dampens at the thought of Onii-san.” Kanako pointed out.
“That’s because you’re not a repressed slut like she is.” Tsuruko replied.
“You’re just a normal slut.” Yuna put in with a grin.
Poking her tongue out at the slave Kanako turned back to the monitor and watched her brother bend Motoko over and examined her ass. Seeing what was shoved up her anus Keitaro gingerly pulled out the beads causing Motoko to moan with every removal all the while he marvelled at the elasticity of her anus. Having set the beads to the side along with her clamps Keitaro had lovingly licked her anus before turning her over and kissing her. Their tongues mingled for a while longer until Motoko broke the kiss and started to slowly trail her lips down his body before eventually taking his thick, engorged shaft between her pretty pink lips.
Hearing their prisoners wail at the sight of their beloved sempai debasing herself Kanako turned to the gagged girl sitting in front of her and twisted her nipple. “Something the matter bitch?” she wondered as she roughly removed her gag.
“P-Please!” Emi begged as tears streamed down her face “Please take me off this!”
The young woman was naked and straddling a wooden horse whose angled seat dug uncomfortably into her pussy. Kanako, who was likewise sitting on the torture device, smirked at her and pushed her hips down hard making her cry out “Why would I do that?” Kanako wondered “I’m perfectly happy to sit here.” She said as she rocked her hips back and forth, bumping into Emi’s ass causing her to whimper at the movement.
“Please!” she wept “It hurt’s-” she started only to be silenced when Kanako grabbed her by the throat.
“You tried to hurt my Onii-san.” She growled into her ear “You should consider yourself lucky to still be alive you little cu-”
“Kanako.” Tsuruko called out a warning.
Sparing the elder woman a cool look Kanako saw her prisoner was struggling to breathe and released her hold making the girl cough and splutter. “I’m sorry!” she managed to gasp out.
“Not good enough.” Kanako declared as she pushed her forward so her chest was pressed against the horse and started to slap her ass. “You’re going to be punished for your crimes.” Shifting forward so that she was pressed against her back and was forcing her harder against the pointed edge of the horse Kanako growled into her ear “I’m going to take my time and make sure you know what happens to naughty bitches who try to harm my Onii-san.” She threatened.
Hearing this Emi cried and fearfully wet herself, her urine trickling down either side of the horse. Seeing what she was doing Kanako gave her ass a slap and roughly tugged her head back by her hair. “You filthy slut. I hope you realise you’re going to be cleaning that up with your tongue.” she threatened. “But first I want you to watch your precious Motoko-sempai drown herself in cum.” She spat as she forced the girl to star at the screen.
“What a vindictive girl she is.” Tsuruko thought too herself as she watched Kanako. Looking down at the girl at her feet Tsuruko brought her riding crop down upon Sachiyo’s plump ass adding to the numerous other welts she had already inflicted. Sachiyo was on her hands and knees before Tsuruko; both arms tied to a metal bar that slotted through the back of the collar that had been forced upon her which restricted her movements. Running the tip of her crop over her once pale rear Tsuruko smiled and said “You three are such naughty girls. I don’t know why you can’t be happy for my sister, she’s finally grown out of her man hating ways and blossomed into the cum hungry slut she was born to be.” She said as she swatted her ass making her whimper. “No doubt it is due to Mo-chan and her man hating ways that convinced you act so unladylike.” She commented as she sat down on the girls back and pressed the tip of her riding crop to her anus to make her gasp.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to retrain you and thoroughly break you of any bad habits my sister has taught you.” She leered as she brought her crop down right on her puckered anus causing her to cry out.
The third girl was tied to a chair with her legs bound up above her head meaning her pussy and ass where completely exposed to Yuna who was kneeling between her legs licking her cunny while a vibrator buzzed against her anus. Seeing the breathing hard with her eyes squeezed shut Yuna abandoned her pussy and moved upwards. Slapping her hard to make her open her eyes Yuna smirked at her and said “What’s wrong? Don’t you like seeing you beloved Motoko-sempai suck on a thick cock? She loves it. Look at the way she touches herself as she does it.” She said as she forced her to look at the screen just as Keitaro came and filled her mouth with his thick sticky sperm.
“Look at her swallow that cum like a dirty whore. Watch, I bet she spreads her legs and begs him to fuck her next.” As if on cue Motoko lay back with her legs spread wide and invited Keitaro to fuck her which he eagerly did. “See? What a slut she is.” Yuna laughed before looking at her captive glaring at her. Reaching out to remove her gag she asked “Got something to say?”
As soon as the gag was removed Kikuko spat in her face. As Yuna wiped off the spit Kikuko snarled “I don’t know what you’ve done to Motoko-sempai but it won’t work on me! So you can do whatever you like to me but I am going to rescue her!” she declared.
Glaring down at her Yuna shoved two fingers up her pussy to make her moan “You really don’t understand the position you’re in do you? You attempted to assassinate the next king of MolMol. I could have you executed if I wanted. But that takes paperwork and I hate paperwork.” She explained as she harshly twisted her nipple. “I could make you and your little friends disappear and you’d spend the rest of your lives fucking farm animals for the pleasure of any pervert who wants to see you take a horses cock up your ass.” she threatened. “But I think I’ve come up with a more suitable punishment you and your cohorts.” She smirked as she held up a small pink vile.
“What’s that?” Kikuko frowned. Instead of answering Yuna covered her mouth and pinched her nose closed. Realising she was being smothered Kikuko started to thrash about in her bindings to little effect. Just before she passed out Yuna released her nose and shoved the vile up her nostril so when she desperately inhaled she got a nose full of fumes. The effect was instantaneous; her panicky eyes glazed over as lust over came her body. Panting hard Kikuko’s nipples and clit stiffened to a tortuous extent and her pussy was leaking a steady flow of juices onto the floor.
Smirking at her Yuna grinned and flicked her nipple causing the girl to cum hard and lose control of her bladder. Laughing as she soiled herself Yuna looked over to the other occupants of the room and found that both Kanako and Tsuruko were forcing their captive to watch the orgasming girl in front of them rather than the one getting fucked on screen. “What did you do to her?” Kanako asked.
Grinning widely Yuna held up the vial and said “I’ve come up with their punishment.”
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King of MolMol	By : Saiga123 Category: +G to L > Love Hina Views: 213747 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 16
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King of MolMol