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‘Tomoyo chan, I was thinking about the time I capture the wood card…’

‘Sakura chan--!’ Thoughts of the event made Tomoyo blush in embarrassment, and Sakura twisted Tomoyo’s long violet curls with her fingers. She leaned in to take in the scent of Tomoyo’s neck. Pure sweetness, she thought.

‘We…can’t here…. supposed someone found us…’

Sakura looked around the deserted penguin park which was completely void of any sign of living being. Tomoyo was right, it was 5.37pm and any parent might come with their kid anytime soon.

‘How about behind the trees over there? Fly!’ The wand expanded and they flew into the denser part of the woods.

They landed and Sakura took out the Woody card. ‘Tomoyo chan, are you ready for some fun…’ Sakura said with an evil grin.

‘Sakura chan, don’t look at me like that…’

‘Woody, enslave Tomoyo chan with your bracnches and tease every inch of her skin… haha…’ Sakura ordered with an evil smile.

Tree branches twisted around Tomoyo’ s school uniform, making her immobile. Her limbs were spread out into a X shape, and there was a sign of submission in her expression…

‘Show me her breasts!’ Sakura ordered, and two branches reached up to the hem of Tomoyo’s uniform and slowly lifted the top… ‘No! Stop that, Sakura chan!’ She begged to no avail. Sakura giggled and said, ‘You sure are pretty, Tomoyo chan, really nice breasts…’ Tomoyo ‘s face turned bright red… her unwillingness and shyness aroused Sakura chan more, and Sakura became more excited at the prospect of humiliating her.

Sakura ordered woody to undress Tomoyo completely, and a soft cry escaped Tomoyo’s lips…’You have become so hentai… Sakura chan….’ Her eyes met Sakura’s for a second and looked away, as if afraid of seeing her own reflection in Sakura’s eyes.

‘Would you like me to touch you, Tomoyo chan?’ Sakura asked teasingly…

‘Don’t make to say those things…’ Tomoyo begged, her body covered by perspiration.

‘Then maybe I should just leave you here alone in the forest, and leave.’ Sakura said coldly.

‘Please don’t leave me here, Sakura chan!’

‘Then please be honest, Tomoyo chan.’

‘Please touch me… Sakura chan…’ Tomoyo looked away and thought she would die from the humiliation.

‘You didn’t specify where.’ Sakura wanted to prolong Tomoyo’s torment.

‘my… breasts…’

Sakura cupped Tomoyo’s breast with her hands and immediately her nipples became taut… I almost forgot how sensitive Tomoyo’s breasts were, Sakura thought to herself. Tomoyo closed her eyes and began to moan softly.

‘I bet you are already wet down there…’ Sakura said and touched the opening of Tomoyo’s sex with her finger… ‘Sakura chan… not there…’ Tomoyo said in a small whisper, but her body betrayed her and arched forward. Juices poured from Tomoyo’s vagina.

Sakura chan decided to torment Tomoyo further and deliberately stopped the action.

‘I think this is enough for now…’ Sakura grinned and the woody branches disappeared. Tomoyo fell onto the ground and put her uniform back on, only to find her panties missing. ‘You won’t be needing those…’ Sakura said.

‘Sakura chan, give me my panties back.’ Tomoyo begged.

‘Nope, I think I like Tomoyo chan without panties more…’

Tomoyo’s body was desperately needing some release for the activity that took place a moment ago, and her vaginal opening was still wet….

Back in the mansion, Sonomi was reminiscing of Nadeshiko… too bad so many memories of them had to be stained by disgusting old grandpa…

Old Grandpa used to play the grossest and most indecent games with innocent Nadeshiko…

Once, Grandpa invited them to live with he in his mansion, and one night he asked Nadeshiko and Sonomi to go to his room. Sonomi was to play on the piano while Nadeshiko was to dance ballet for him.

It all started innocently enough…

Grandpa went over to Nadeshiko, kissed her on the lips (Nadeshiko struggled), and he stripped her until she was wearing nothing by her pink pointe ballet shoes.

Sonomi stopped playing on the piano and shouted, ‘Stop taking the dancing suit off Nadeshiko! She doesn’t want this!’

‘Just shout the fuck up and keep playing.’ Grandpa said roughly.

Nadeshiko looked haplessly vulnerable in the middle of the bedroom… and Grandpa told her to start dancing…

‘Don’t look at me like that, Grandpa…’

Nadeshiko tried to focus on the music so that she would be less aware of the fact that she is dancing naked.

Every twist and turn of her body fueled Grandpa’s lust… Her curves enhanced the beauty of the dance and Sonomi’s heart was half moved by the sight of Nadeshiko’s dancing… it was gross and immoral, but it was quite a sight.

During certain moments the dance was almost poetic, and Nadeshiko looked like an angel dancing in paradise, for god himself. Everytime she lifted or bent her leg, Nadeshiko could feel Grandpa’s intense gaze at her shaven pussy… her instinct told her she should cover herself up, but her mind knew it would only make Grandpa scold her. As the dance progressed , the movement of the legs became more frequent and extensive, and the thought of spreading her legs like that made her blush in shame.

Tears began to run from the corner of Nadeshiko’s eyes, and the Nadeshiko raised her leg into the air, allowing Grandpa a good view of her shaven pussy… Nadeshiko looked as if she would faint from the shame at any moment, but her dance continued… her right leg was high up in the air behind her back, and the spin was erotic enough… the pink opening of her sex was glistening with moisture… she did yet another spin and Grandpa gasped… Sonomi was wide eyed.

The next kick was even more… disturbing… Nadeshiko kicked her left leg straight into the air, so that it would almost form a straight line with the other le, standing vertically to the ground. Her pussy is wet… Sonomi could tell instinctively. She could never understood why Nadeshiko could be aroused be such humiliation. There were a few more of those high kicks, and it became more painful to watch (for Sonomi, at least).

The dance steps were innocent enough, but the twist of nakedness made everything feel so strange… Sonomi thought to herself. She never thought the steps could trigger such degree of lustfulness in someone.

The dance was not over, but Grandpa stood up and walked toward Nadeshiko… and he whispered in her ears… ‘ let Grandpa dance with you…’

… to be continued
- 5
- 6
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