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Training Days
By : Aquarius
Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Games
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Disclaimer: Bible Black and all related characters are the property of Active Software, Museum Pictures, Bible Black Anime Production Committee and Kitty Media. No copyright infringement is intended. This work of fiction is for entertainment purposes only and no money has changed hands. The story and all original characters are the sole property of the author and may not be used or archived without permission.
Bible Black: Training Days
Part Seven: Persecution
Imari glared down at Noriko Kozono. “It was you all along! You killed all those people, mutilated all those women, just so you could raise Nami Kozono from the dead!”
“Guilty as charged,” Noriko said as she and Mochida stood. “It was me all along. Me and Junko-sama.”
Imari turned to the prosecutor. “I can’t believe you helped! Why? I thought you were so…”
“Nice?” Mochida said. “Why shouldn’t I be? I had no reason to be mean to you. However, I did have reason to help Noriko-chan in her efforts to bring Kozono-san back to us.”
“But don’t you understand?! She’s evil! She’s done horrible things!”
“Exactly,” Noriko said, “which is why we needed the life-giving organs of seven women to bring her back. The sacrifice had to be commensurate with her crimes.”
“That’s how you knew Tokken was waiting for you! You were right there when Yuge-san gave out the assignments!”
“My, you’re getting clever. Yes, of course that’s how I knew.”
“And you were late this morning because you were up late killing the Sumerigawas!”
“And preparing the spell,” Mochida said. “That took half the night. We didn’t get to sleep until very late.”
Imari ignored her and continued with Noriko. “I should have known it was you! I should have known when you lied about the killer having a toilet fetish!”
Noriko looked hurt. “That was the absolute truth, Kurumi-chan! You don’t need to have a toilet fetish to take advantage of a desperate person’s vulnerabilities.” She grinned evilly again. “It just makes the killing more fun if you do.”
“You’re sick! You’re a murderer and a liar! I bet you even lied about why you changed your name!”
“Again, not so. Father is very particular about what his children should do for a living. I did change my name to please him, but doing so just happened to help deflect suspicion away from me.”
Nami, who had been ogling Imari all this time, suddenly turned to Noriko. “‘Riko-chan, have you been doing a job Father wouldn’t approve of?”
Noriko moved to stand next to her and suddenly became very respectful. “I became a police officer, Big Sister, and then I joined the Special Investigative Division. It was the only thing I could do. I wanted to bring you back, for a very long time, but I had no idea how. I needed access to information on magic rituals not available to the general public.” She suddenly bowed deeply. “Please forgive me. I only wanted you back with me.”
Nami put a finger under Noriko’s chin and made her stand up straight. When their eyes met, she smiled and said, “There’s nothing to forgive. I’m proud of you. You knew what you wanted and you did what was necessary to get it. You’ve grown into a smart, powerful woman, my precious little sister.”
Noriko began to cry. “Big Sister…” she sobbed.
Nami took a moment to examine Noriko’s figure. “You’re also quite beautiful.” She gave in to her urges and grabbed one of Noriko’s breasts. Noriko gasped as Nami fondled it. When Nami bent down to suck on the nipple, Noriko’s knees started to buckle.
“Big Sister,” she moaned as she swooned. The last time Nami had done this to her her breasts were barely developed. Nami had told her that it would help make them big. Noriko had believed it, so when Big Sister died she’d worried she’d never have anyone to do what Nami was doing to help her grow. Of course that fear proved unfounded once she became sexually active with other girls, but she still missed Nami’s touch and mouth. Now that they were back, she was in heaven.
She wasn’t the only one who missed those sensations. Junko Mochida watched with lust and jealousy as Nami worked on Noriko’s tit. “Big Sister,” she whispered as she began to fondle herself.
Nami suddenly stopped. “I hear you over there, Junko,” she said. “Come over here.”
Mochida straightened up and came over immediately as Nami turned to see her. “I’m here, Big Sister,” she said slavishly.
Nami ogled her and grinned. “I always loved it when you called me ‘Big Sister’, Junko. Does it bother you, Riko-chan, that she calls me that but she’s not my sister?”
“No, Big Sister!” Noriko said emphatically. “I know how she feels about you, and it’s because of her feelings that she helped me. I don’t mind if she calls you that. She’s like a sister to me anyway.”
“Good.” She reached out and fondled both of Mochida’s large breasts, making her moan. As she indulged, Nami asked, “Why are you in our old uniform? I know how long I’ve been gone. Surely you can’t still be a student.”
“I…I’m a p-prosecutor…” Mochida said as she started getting wet. “I w-work with Tokken. I…usually wear suits.”
“I see. And you didn’t want to wear a suit for me?”
“I thought you’d like me in this.”
“Oh, I do. I especially like the skirt because it shows off your big ass. You still have a big ass, don’t you Junko?”
Mochida blushed and gasped out, “N-no…that’s not true…”
“Oh, I think it is.” Nami freed a hand to reach around and under the skirt, then grab one of Mochida’s ass cheeks and squeeze hard. Mochida moaned and felt faint. “See?” Nami said. “It’s bigger than I remember it. Does that embarrass you, Junko, when I say that you have a big ass?”
Mochida blushed harder. “Yes. I’m sorry, Big Sister…”
“Don’t be sorry. I like your big ass, and your big tits, and I like how they make you look so fuckable in this uniform.” Nami moved closer and placed her lips on Mochida’s. They kissed passionately while Nami moved her hand from Mochida’s ass to between her legs, where she started stroking Mochida’s cunt through her panties. Mochida’s knees started to knock and she moaned in Nami’s mouth.
And now it was Noriko’s turn to look on with lust, but instead of jealousy, she also watched with admiration. “Look at her, Kurumi-chan,” she said reverently. “Look at the way she conquers the object of her desire, the way she makes a woman her own. Isn’t it beautiful? I find it an honor that someone like her gave me praise for doing this.”
Imari rolled her eyes. “Congratulations,” she said sarcastically.
Noriko wheeled on her. “You don’t know! You’re too young and too naïve! You’ve never been in the presence of Nami’s greatness!”
I haven’t, but Kitami-sensei has, Imari thought, but didn’t say. All of Kitami’s memories of Nami Kozono came flooding back, the most vivid being when the Great Nami accosted her after class on the pretense of helping her study.
Nami broke her kiss with Mochida. “Calm down, Riko-chan,” she said. “I’ll show her soon. Meanwhile, Junko, do you have to pee?”
Mochida couldn’t answer right away. Nami’s hand had progressed from rubbing her through her panties to finger-fucking her and she could hardly do anything but moan with each stroke. She was on her way to a swift orgasm. “Y-yes, Big Sister…”
“You were holding it for Riko-chan, weren’t you? Riko-chan, have you and Junko been together?”
“Yes, Big Sister, since we started doing this together. Our love for you brought us closer to each other.”
“I’m glad. I only ask because Junko is going to come soon. I think she might pee when it happens. Do you want to see?”
Noriko beamed. “Yes! Yes I do!” She trotted around to stand behind Mochida, then crouched down so she could look up the pleated skirt. Nami’s hand was fucking Mochida’s pussy at breakneck pace. The lawyer’s ass jiggled as her thighs rubbed together. Streams of pussy juice coursed down Mochida’s thigh flesh and her stockings.
“N-no!” Mochida begged. “I can’t hold it! Noriko-chan, don’t look! Please, don’t look!” With a final moan, she came. Her body seized as piss splashed past Nami’s fingers and through her thighs. Noriko caught the initial splash in her face and the subsequent streams in her hands. When she had about a cupful she brought her hands to her mouth and drank it down as if it were the nectar of the gods.
When she could control her body again, Mochida hugged Nami close and whispered, “I love you, Big Sister.”
Noriko stood and went to hug Nami from behind. “I love you so much, Big Sister,” she whispered.
Nami luxuriated in the feeling of being in the embrace of her two playthings, then glanced up at Imari. “Don’t worry, little one. It was Kurumi-chan, wasn’t it? Don’t worry. Soon you will belong to me as well. I assume that’s why you brought her here, Riko-chan? As a welcome home gift?”
“Yes, Big Sister, but not just any gift.” She turned to look at Imari. “When I was looking in Tokken’s files for the right ritual, I found Kurumi-chan’s file. She’s very special.”
“Do you know what happened to Reika Kitami after she killed you?” Mochida asked.
Imari suddenly panicked. No! Don’t tell her!
Of course the others couldn’t hear her, and wouldn’t have obeyed anyway. “Reika Kitami made a deal with the devil,” Noriko said. “He helped her continue to live. She stayed on at your school, then later became the Nursing Teacher there.”
“The deal was temporary though,” Mochida said. “In order to keep living, Kitami-san had to possess someone else. She picked one of her students, then last year, on Walpurgis Night, performed the ritual.”
Stunned, Nami broke away from the others and stood facing Imari. She looked up into the girl’s eyes. “Can that be true? She doesn’t seem like Reika Kitami.”
“Kitami-san is repressed,” Mochida said. “Her soul is subsumed by Kurumi-chan’s, but it’s there.”
The look of curiosity on Nami’s face melted into one of rage. “Kitami-san,” she growled.
“We knew you’d want to get revenge, Big Sister,” Noriko said. “That’s why we brought her here.”
Now Imari was enraged. “I’m not her, and I’ll never be her again!”
“Tell us how to bring her out!” Mochida commanded. There was no kindness in her tone at all. She didn’t have any quarrel with Imari, but the blonde bitch that once stole Nami’s attention from her was a different story.
“If you don’t, we’ll punish you until you do!” Noriko said.
“That’s not a threat!” Imari scoffed. “You’ll be punishing me anyway if I do tell you!”
“She’s right,” Nami said calmly. “Besides, we don’t have to punish her.” Nami was suddenly leering. “If Kitami used the black bible to possess this girl, then subdued or not, I know how to bring her out.” She got close and ogled Imari one more time. “I’m going to enjoy this.”
“No! Don’t touch me!” Imari said. She struggled against her bonds as Nami crouched down and put her mouth close to her pussy. Without warning Nami began to lick. Imari moaned at the sensation, then tried to fight arousal as Nami’s tongue worked around and inside her. It didn’t take long for her to stop resisting. Nami was just too skilled. Now I know where her sister learned to do this, she thought. She was on the verge of an orgasm when Nami suddenly stopped and came up for air.
“Girls,” Nami said, “repeat after me: Zazas, Zazas, Nastanada Zazas.”
“Zazas, Zazas, Nastanada Zazas,” Mochida and Noriko responded.
“Good,” Nami said. “Keep repeating it as I continue.”
“No! Don’t” Imari begged, then she moaned again as Nami began to lick her clitoris aggressively. It was ultra-sensitive for some reason and the feeling of Nami’s tongue all over it was sending her passion through the roof. She was squirting pussy juice all over Nami’s face and squirming in her bonds like a slut. And all the while Mochida and Noriko repeated the chant. It was all working. As she got closer to orgasm, Imari felt herself slipping away.
No, Please! Don’t let her out! I don’t want her to possess me again!
Imari came with a scream. Her limbs strained the chains to the breaking point, while her clitoris blew up like a balloon and hardened in an instant, pushing Nami away and making her fall on her ass. The other women all watched in awe until Imari’s body went limp…all except for the massive, pulsing cock that her clit had become. It was erect and hard as a rock.
Mochida was shocked. “She really is a futa girl! It’s incredible!”
Nami wasn’t shocked at all. She stood with an evil grin on her face. “The devil will give you a demon to keep you alive or give you power, but the demon’s desires must be satisfied as well, and a demon is usually male.” She got close and started stroking the hard cock, rousing Imari. “Isn’t that right, dear? I am talking to Reika-chan now, aren’t I?”
Imari’s head came up, and the look of sheer contempt on her face was startling. “That’s Kitami-sensei to you,” she sneered, “you stupid cunt!”
“Why should I show you that much respect?” Nami sneered back. “I’m the same age as you!”
“You were when we were in school, idiot! You’re the same age as when you died, which means we’re all older than you now!”
“Fine, but you were never my teacher, ‘Kitami-sensei’, so as far as I’m concerned you’re just the little cunt that killed me!”
“After you tried to sacrifice me, dammit! And after you harassed me! And had men rape me! And killed my precious dog!”
“You deserved every bit of it for rejecting me! No one rejects Nami Kozono’s affection!”
“That’s right!” Noriko said. “If you had been smart you’d be with us now, but you rejected Big Sister, so now you’re trapped in Kurumi-chan’s body and at our mercy!”
Kitami turned to her. “You hopelessly deluded bitch! Where do you think you would have ended up if you hadn’t let ‘Big Sister’ abuse you? And you, Mochida-san! She practically abandoned you after you masturbated yourself in front of the Student Council, and you still worship her?!”
Mochida blushed. “That wasn’t her fault. I wasn’t worthy of her then. I hope I am worthy of her now.”
“Of course you are, Junko,” Nami said. “You are worthy of my love, while Reika-chan deserves only my hatred.”
“Let me down from here, Nami! If you don’t, I’ll…I…unghh!” Nami had been stroking her cock the whole time. She came at that moment, splattering her enemy’s stomach, tits and face with sperm.
Nami licked the sperm off her lips and kept Kitami hard with her hands. “See? Your demon doesn’t have a problem with me, Reika-chan. He’s going to help me punish you. Riko-chan! Do you still have your favorite goblet?”
“Yes, Big Sister!” Noriko said.
“Get it, and get some things for me to keep Reika-chan’s demon aroused and her body compliant.”
“Yes! I have them ready! I’ll be right back!” Noriko trotted off to the far end of the room and came back with a rolling table that had several ominous looking items on it, including syringes, enema bottles and dildoes. The least evil looking thing was a golden goblet.
Nami continued to massage Kitami’s cock as she explained. “I used to pee in the goblet for Riko-chan while she watched. She hated it when I didn’t fill it up, so sometimes I had to hold it until I was wetting myself before I did it.”
“S-stop it…” Kitami groaned.
Nami grinned. “Oh! I think that made you harder! Is that it, Reika-chan? Are you thinking of me pissing in that cup? Good! Now, Rika-chan! Inject her with the enhancer!”
Noriko rushed to comply. Nami moved her hands so her little sister could inject Kitami’s member with male enhancer. Kitami screamed as she got five times harder and half again as big. It had never hurt this bad.
Nami was about to make it worse. She untied the ribbon from her hair and tied it tight at just the right spot at the base of the cock.
“No, not that!” Kitami screamed.
“Oh yes!” Nami shot back. “Now you won’t be able to come no matter how hard you try! That’s how we’re going to punish you! You’re going to beg us to let you come! Junko, make the rest of her relax.”
“Yes!” Mochida went over to the table an got more syringes. She injected something into each of Imari’s limbs, and suddenly Kitami had no control of them.
Only then did the others detach the shackles from the chains. They carried Imari’s body over to the altar and laid it down. Kitami tried to move, to get away, but the only thing showing any life was her cock, which was turning purple from all the blood trapped inside.
The other women gathered around to admire their prisoner. “Now,” Nami said, “we only have to decide who will go first.”
“I will, Big Sister,” Mochida volunteered. She began to strip, removing her uniform slowly, piece by piece, until she was only wearing her soaked stockings. Then she climbed up on the altar and straddled Imari’s crotch with her ass facing Kitami. With a quick look behind her to flash a playful grin, she crouched down and sank Kitami’s cock into her pussy. Kitami moaned in pain and Mochida moaned in pleasure, and then Mochida began to rise up and sink down again and again. She groaned with each impaling, enjoying the feel of a real live cock inside her after years of dildoes and similar objects. It wasn’t as if she wanted men. Nami Kozono had spoiled her for such desires, but she’d often imagined being fucked by a futa girl. Right now, she was living her favorite fantasy. She was making the most of it. Kitami was big and warm and hard and stretching her every time it went in, which was more and more as she pumped faster and faster. She came with a scream, slicking her juices all over the cock as she kept going. Her next orgasm was even more intense, and her inner muscles squeezed the fleshy rod, inflicting agony on Kitami. There were even worse orgasms later, as Mochida kept going until she was exhausted. She finally climbed off the cock and the altar then, looking tired but infinitely satisfied.
Nami turned to Noriko. “Do you want to go next, Riko-chan.”
Noriko looked flustered again. “I don’t want to be fucked by a penis. Do I have to fuck her, Big Sister?”
Nami shrugged. “You have to do something, or else it’s not torture.”
Noriko thought about it. “Junko-sama was just on her. I’m sure she tastes like Junko-sama.” She became resolved. “I know what to do.” She moved her mouth close to the cock. Kitami groaned again as she licked it along the bottom from base to tip and back, then repeated, once, twice, three times, then she sucked as much of the cock into her mouth as she could manage, and Kitami screamed at the sensation of warmth and wetness as Noriko administered a devastating blow job. To add insult to injury, Noriko maneuvered to squeeze her pendulous breasts against either side of the cock-flesh she didn’t have in her mouth, and now Kitami had to deal with a tit-fuck as well. She felt herself trying to ejaculate several times through the experience, but the sperm just built up and she just got harder and felt more pain.
Finally, Noriko had her fill of sucking cock and relented. She backed away and smiled at Mochida. “You taste wonderful, Junko-sama,” she said. Mochida blushed again at the compliment.
“When I can move again,” Kitami hissed, “I’m going to kill you all!”
Nami sighed. “I guess Reika-chan still hasn’t learned her lesson, so I’ll have to continue. I agree with you, Riko-chan. I don’t like to be fucked either…but I’ll be fine if it’s not in my pussy.”
Kitami gasped. “You wouldn’t!” She’d never stand it if Nami did what she was thinking.
Nami ignored her. She just got up on the altar and stood with her feet on either side of the cock. She was facing Kitami and smiling. A moment later she crouched down over the cock. “Do you want to see, Riko-chan?”
“Yes!” Noriko said with glee. She moved so she had a clear view of Nami’s pussy just as she let loose with a torrent of piss that showered Kitami’s cock. Noriko giggled and clapped. She loved to watch her Big Sister pee!
When she was done pissing, Nami adjusted her crouch so that the cock was pressing against the tip of her anus. “Last chance to beg, Reika-chan,” Nami said. “If I think you’re sincere enough, I’ll let you come in my ass.”
“I’ll never beg you,” Kitami said, though she didn’t sound as defiant as before.
Nami grinned. “In that case, enjoy!” With that she slammed her ass down and took all of Kitami inside her with one swift motion! She moaned and Kitami screamed yet again! Nami’s asshole was tight and her internal muscles strong, and they stressed her cock to the breaking point!
It only took a couple of repetitions for Nami to find her rythym, then she fucked the cock with wild abandon, squeezing it as hard as she could every time it was inside her. The insertions took a toll on her. Having something that solid slammed into her over and over made her guts shake, but she felt it was worth it. Whatever pain she was feeling was nothing to what she was sure Kitami was feeling. “Do you like my ass, Reika-chan?” she teased. “Did you like Junko’s ass when she fucked you? Is that why you killed me and took my power? So you could fuck other girls? Well, fuck me, Reika-chan! Fuck me like you want to!” She started bouncing harder then, taking more punishment as means of inflicting more.
It was working. Kitami was at her limit. She’d had to come almost from the moment she was first inside Nami, felt her cock try to release with almost every thrust, but it was no use. It was the same torture she’d once administered to Minase-kun, but it was working just as well on her, something she’d never considered. It was driving her crazy! In all these years, no one had come this close to making her submit. It was humiliating, but she couldn’t take anymore. “Stop!” she cried. “Please, stop!”
“No! Keep going!” Noriko said. She was enthralled by the sight of her Big Sister being fucked up the ass, something she’d never seen before, something she’d never even imagined!
“Punish her, Big Sister!” Mochida cheered. She didn’t care if the fucking eventually killed Imari, if her death took Kitami’s soul with her.
“Beg me!” Nami barked as she continued. “Show me the proper respect and beg me for relief!”
Kitami started to cry as she complied. “Kozono-san…” she began, then thought again. “Kozono-senpai! I beg you…please let me come! Please! I can’t take it anymore!”
“I bet you want to come up my ass! I bet that would be a triumph for you!”
“I don’t care where! Just let me come! Please, Kozono-senpai!”
Nami stopped moving abruptly, coming to rest sitting on Imari’s pelvis. She grinned in triumph for a moment, then a strange look came over her face as her stomach growled. “Oh,” she said, “Oh, no! Help me off, girls! Please!”
Mochida and Noriko each took an arm and helped lift Nami off of Kitami’s cock. It pulled out with a suction-cup noise, one that was followed by a loud fart. Nami’s knees buckled and she began to shit all over the cock and the altar.
“Big Sister,” Noriko whispered as she watched. It was something else she’d never seen Nami do, and it was the most beautiful sight ever.
When she had control of her body again, Nami let the others help her down off the altar. “I guess I had to do that, too. Did you enjoy it, Riko-chan?”
Noriko nodded emphatically. “Yes, Big Sister! I love seeing your stuff come out of you!”
“Good,” Nami said as she stroked Noriko’s cheek. “I love it when you’re happy.”
“Senpai, Please!” Kitami groaned. She felt like it would exlpode.
“Not yet, Reika-chan. Riko-chan, please go get the goblet and some gloves.”
“Yes!” Noriko rushed to obey again. When she came back, Nami took the gloves and made her keep the cup. “Do you have to pee again?” She asked hopefully.
Nami shook her head. “That’s not for me. Reika-chan’s going to shoot like a geyser. Go to the end of the altar. You have to try and catch all of it for me.”
Noriko and Mochida looked at each other and blinked, but Noriko moved to obey anyway. “But why?” Mochida said.
Nami sneered. “We’re not done torturing her yet,” she said as she put on the gloves. When Noriko was in position, she reached down and put a finger over the tip of the cock, then used her free hand to untie the bow. She moved the finger quickly, but when nothing happened immediately, she grabbed the cock. “Get ready, Riko-chan!”
Kitami wailed when Nami stroked her a couple of times, then she came, shooting an arc of sperm like a stream of piss. Noriko’s eyes went wide as it shot toward her, and her tits and face were splashed before she could get the goblet in its path. Amazingly, Kitami kept spurting till the cup was filled, and beyond. Nami was splashed again and Mochida was hit before the stream dried up. The cock went flaccid immediately afterward, then seemed to melt away until there was a normal clitoris in its place.
“I hate you,” Kitami hissed at Nami. “I’ve always hated you…”
Nami simply winked at her, then turned to Noriko. “Did you get it, Riko-chan?”
Noriko was still coping with her unwitting cum facial. “Yes, Big Sister. There was a lot of it.” She had a scary thought. “Do you want me to drink it?”
“Not just yet, honey,” Nami said. “Just leave it on the end of the altar and stand aside.”
Noriko obeyed. Nami went over and stood close to the goblet. She put her hands over the mass of sperm and began to pray. “Zazas, Zazas, Nastanada Zazas. Eloi elohim…” As she prayed, the sperm heated up and began to boil.
Everyone watched with rapt attention, but only Kitami knew what Nami was doing, and it meant nothing good. Brace yourself, Imari-san, she thought.
Nami ended the prayer and lowered her hands. “Riko-chan, I know you don’t want to be fucked, but would you like to do the fucking?”
Noriko didn’t understand at first, but gasped when she did. “Is…is that okay? Can I?”
“Of course you can. I’m going to, so it’s okay if you do. It will be fine. Junko, I already know you want to.”
“Oh yes, Big Sister! I do!” Mochida was beside herself. Being fucked by a futa girl was one thing, but she never dreamed she could actually be one!
Nami smiled and took the goblet in her hand. “We’ll each take a drink.” She went first, taking a long swallow of hot sperm. She handed the cup to Noriko next, who reluctantly followed suit. She handed it then to Mochida, who didn’t hesitate to gulp down what was left.
Nothing happened at first, then all three women began to choke and fall down. They braced themselves on the altar, then screamed as their clitorises engorged and swelled into large cocks. The cocks pulsed and oozed precum as they caught their breaths.
“They’ll disappear for good after a few hours,” Nami told the others, “but we’ll last a long time and come many times before they do.”
“May I go first, Big Sister?” Mochida asked. She was stroking her cock, reveling in the sensation.
Nami shook her head. “Junko, it’s not so much a matter of who goes first. In this case, it’s more a matter of who goes where.”
The women grinned devilishly at each other, then they all turned to Kitami/Imari. “No,” Kitami pleaded, “don’t do it…”
Nami and Noriko grabbed Imari’s lifeless body and lifted her off the altar so Mochida could lie down on it. When Mochida was in position they lowered Imari so her pussy was over Mochida’s cock, then they impaled her on it. Next, Noriko held Imari so Nami could straddle Mochida’s legs behind her. A moment later, Nami’s cock was forcing its way into Imari’s ass, making Kitami grunt. Finally, Nami held Imari from behind so Noriko could force her cock into her mouth and down her throat.
“Have fun, everybody,” Nami sang, then she started the fucking.
Mochida was only a moment behind her, loving the action of pistoning herself into another girl while also loving the feel of another cock in that same girl. She tried to match her rhythm with Nami’s. I hope we come together! I hope we fill Kitami up at the same time! She laughed as she moaned, fucking the tight pussy on top of her with enthusiasm. As she fucked, she dared to dream. Maybe Big Sister will let me do this to her after she does this to me. Wouldn’t that be wonderful? The thought just made her hornier, and she fucked Kitami that much harder.
Noriko’s thoughts were more about Imari than Kitami as the fucking of the others forced Imari to face-fuck her. That’s it, Kurumi-chan, you little slut, you bitch! Worship me! You owe me this for all the shit you gave me! I’m going to come down your throat the way I pissed down it! That come would be delivered soon. Being new to this, she wasn’t sure how to prolong the sensation, so she just enjoyed the warmth of Imari’s mouth and moved her hips in time with her movements.
Nami wasn’t thinking much at all. For her, fucking was nothing to think about. It was simply meant to be done and experienced, and above all enjoyed. The only time she’d ever experienced it was when she was under the spell of the Black Bible, but she remembered every sensation, and the one thing she was sure of was that it was a greater pleasure for the boy that had fucked her. Well, now she knew that for certain, and this time Reika-chan was on the receiving end. She made a mental note find a way to properly thank Riko-chan and Junko for the welcome home gift, then she let herself get lost in the fuck.
Kitami/Imari was completely helpless under the onslaught. Her guts shook, her pussy hurt, she felt as if she would vomit, piss and shit at the same time. Yet there was pleasure as well as pain, and Kitami found herself working her tongue on Noriko’s cock as Mochida’s fucking brought her closer to orgasm. Much as she hated to admit it, she also loved the feeling of a cock up her ass again after so long. She wished it were connected to anybody but Nami Kozono, but she wasn’t in a position to complain at the moment. When she started to feel her arms and legs again, Kitami moved her hips with Mochida and Nami, while she put a finger up Noriko’s ass and massaged her pussy lips around the base of her cock.
That did it for Noriko. “Ah! AH! Big Sister! I’m coming!” Her body tensed and her cock spat wads of sperm down Imari’s throat. “Swallow it, Kurumi-chan! Swallow it all!” It really did feel like she was pissing in spurts through the cock, and Imari had no choice but to drink it all down. She was still hard when she was done, but she was going to pull away and rest. Kitami wouldn’t let her. Suddenly both hands were on Noriko’s ass and she was held fast. Then Kitami took over the face-fuck.
“Big Sister! Big Sister! She’s sucking me! Oh God!” Noriko was hopelessly unprepared for Kitami’s ministrations. The pleasure of it was brutal. She suddenly had to pee very badly, but the base of her cock was squishing her urethra, so she couldn’t let go. “Big Sister! Help me, please! I have to peeeee!”
Nami couldn’t help, because suddenly she and Mochida had their hands full trying to keep up with Kitami. Imari’s pussy and ass were squeezing the life out of them, and they were both trying hard not to come too soon. All of a sudden Kitami was enjoying the fuck and using her possessed body to make the most of it.
Kitami smiled inwardly. I’ve had a lot more practice at this than all of you. I’ll show you torture!
The fucking kept going. All four women moaned as the woman at the center manipulated her impalers. Noriko was in the worst position. She was feeling it so bad that her knees were locked together and she quivered all over. She had to hold onto Imari’s shoulders for balance. “I can’t hold it,” she sobbed, “It’s coming out!” She came again, pouring more sperm down Imari’s throat. Her cock softened as she did, enough so that her urethra opened up a little. She sprayed piss all over Imari’s tits and Mochida’s stomach, as well as her own thighs.
The sight of her Noriko-chan letting go made Mochida harder and brought her closer to the edge. She quickened her pace, literally trying to outpace Kitami’s movements. It soon proved too much, and with a scream she came too, pumping sperm into Imari’s womb. Nami came soon after, victim of Mochida’s movements, and then it felt like an enema squirting into Imari’s bowels.
Noriko, Mochida and Nami relaxed their bodies and tried to pull out of Imari, their enthusiasm for torturing Kitami spent prematurely. Unfortunately for them, Kitami’s enthusiasm for torture had just been re-vitalized, so she held Mochida and Nami in her body and Noriko in her mouth and worked them till they were rock hard again.
Don’t give up now, she thought. I’m just getting warmed up!
Half an hour later, all four women had collapsed breathlessly into a pile on top of the altar. The temporary futa girls’ cocks had been worked until they were spent and were rapidly receding. Kitami had worn them out long before they should have expired, and had a mouth, womb and bowels full of sperm to show for it. Meanwhile, as she tried to recover, Nami Kozono lamented the situation. “This shouldn’t have happened,” she said to Kitami. “You shouldn’t have enjoyed it that much.”
“Things never go your way when you attack me, Kozono-san,” Kitami said. “You should stop.”
“The sacrifice should have worked,” Nami thought out loud. “I’d planned it all so carefully. It was a simple virgin sacrifice.”
“You’re simple. I wasn’t a virgin that night.”
“Impossible! I felt you! You were a virgin!”
“That was before you left me alone with your boyfriends.”
Nami suddenly shot up. “Those assholes! I told them to only fuck your ass!”
Kitami looked up at her. “And you think horny guys will do what you wish when you give them a pretty blonde to rape? You still have more money than brains, Kozono-san.”
“Maybe so, but I’m here, and you’re here, and there are other ways to torture you.”
“And I’ve probably already used the same methods so…”
Noriko interrupted them with a whine. “Big Sister, my clitoris hurts.”
Kitami grinned. “Don’t worry. In a minute, ‘Kurumi-chan’ will kiss it and make it all better.”
The laughter that followed chilled all the other women to the bone, but before Kitami could act on the threat a horde of people rushed into the room. “Government Agents!” Someone yelled out. Everyone looked. Nami didn’t recognize the uniforms, but the others did.
“It’s Tokken!” Mochida screamed.
Tokken agents pulled her, Noriko and Nami off the altar and away from Imari. Yuge arrived by the time they were secured. He walked straight up to Noriko and gave her body a quick once over before he looked her in the eye. “So it’s Kozono-san, is it?”
“How did you find me?” Noriko asked, stunned.
“Noriko Sho’s file says she lives in an apartment in downtown Tokyo. When you said you were taking her home, that’s where I expected you to be, so imagine my surprise when I checked my GPS and found her at a completely different address.”
Noriko blinked. “GPS?”
Yuge held up the device for her to see the display. A bright red marker labeled “Kurumi-chan” flashed over the spot on the Kozono property where the crypt would be. “I noticed Kurumi-chan always wears her hair in a tail with a barette, so I had tracking devices installed in a set of barettes I gave her when she first agreed to come to Tokken. She’s worn one every day since she started. Anyway, once I learned you had lied to me, I decided to check to see if you had been where you were supposed to be last night. When I found out no one fitting your description had been anywhere near the bar you were supposed to be staking out, the rest fell into place.” He turned to Mochida then. “I’m sure it will be interesting to hear your part in this, Mochida-san.” He straightened up and spoke to them both. “Noriko Kozono, Junko Mochida, you’re both under arrest on suspicion of serial murder and the Kidnapping of Kurumi Imari.” He looked around. “I’m sure other charges will be pending. Take them away!”
The agents holding Noriko and Mochida started to drag them out of the room, reading them their rights along the way. Halfway to the door, Noriko lost it. “You see?!!” She screamed. “He doesn’t trust you, Kurumi-chan!! He doesn’t love you like I could! You should have given yourself to me willingly!”
Yuge ignored her and focused on the other woman being held. “I’ll have your badge for this!” She said haughtily. “This is private property! You can’t just barge in here!”
Yuge came close and lowered his glasses just enough to see her clearly. “You’re Nami Kozono, aren’t you?”
Nami straightened up as best she could with her arms being held behind her. “Yes! I am Nami Kozono and this is my family’s estate, and you’re going to be out of work soon! That will be your punishment for arresting my precious little sister!”
“Your punishment will be more severe,” Yuge grunted. “Nami Kozono, you’re under arrest on suspicion of multiple murder, the attempted murder of Reika Kitami, conspiracy to commit sexual assault against Reika Kitami…”
Nami was astonished. “How did you…?”
Yuge smirked. “Kurumi-chan has all Kitami-sensei’s memories, so you could say the victim testified. Our file on the case is very thorough.”
Nami smirked. “I’d like to see you prosecute it. How will you explain to the jury that you’re trying to convict a dead woman?”
Yuge thought about it. “Well, you’ll be sharing a cell with Mochida-san, so you can ask her how we get around little problems like that. Take her away.”
This time Nami was dragged away, and the remaining Tokken agents began their examination of the crime scene while Yuge focused on Imari. She was being held up by a female Tokken agent. She was a mess, dripping sperm from her pussy and ass. When she looked Yuge in the eye, she began crying and rushed over to him, grabbing him in a heartfelt hug.
“I was so scared!” She cried. “They had me and did such horrible things! I’m so glad you’re here!”
Yuge hugged her back, and Kitami was pleased that she could still manipulate people after being out of practice for so long. He’ll comfort me and take me back home, and there I can… Her train of thought ended when she realized Yuge was holding her too tightly for even a bear hug. It was as if he were holding her captive.
“Um, senpai,” she asked, “what are you doing?”
“Imari would be scared,” he said as he tightened his grip, “but she wouldn’t show it like this. She’d be afraid to around me, so you’re not Imari. You’re Reika Kitami.” After that he began to pray.
Kitami realized what he was doing immediately and tried to break free, but Yuge was too strong and her magic wasn’t working. She had to try talking. “So what if I am?” she asked quietly. “Let me stay, please! With this body I can show you such pleasures as you’ve never imagined. Damn you, just let me stay! Please!”
Yuge just held tight and kept praying, until with a quiet “No” Reika Kitami surrendered her body back to Kurumi Imari, who seemed to awake from a sound sleep to find herself in Yuge’s arms. She gasped and pushed away, horrified, then bowed deeply.
“I’m sorry!” she cried. “I didn’t mean to…Kitami-sensei…I-I’ve made a mess of you! I’ll pay for it! I’m sorry I was weak! Please, forgive me!” She remained bowed as she waited for an answer, mortified that she had failed Yuge so completely.
Her answer came when Yuge draped his long coat over her. When she finally stood up straight, he closed the coat around her. “It’s all right,” he said. “We have to get you to a hospital.”
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “You’re not ashamed of me?”
“Never,” he said as he guided her gently to the exit.
For a few moments, Imari just relaxed and felt safe in Yuge’s arms, then she had a thought. She took off her barette and looked at it. “You planted a tracking device on me?”
“I was worried something might happen to you working with me, so I took precautions. You mean everything to me, Kurumi-chan.”
Imari smiled at him, then looked at the device. “I suppose I shouldn’t complain. It helped you solve the case.”
“Two cases,” Yuge corrected. “I’ve always wished I could make whoever caused Takashiro-san’s problems pay for it. And Kitami should be happy. We brought her attackers to justice.”
Imari was suddenly very forlorn. “That’s not the kind of justice she likes…” She whispered.
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