After forming a closer bond, Lady Kyoko brings Yuriko a very special 'toy' which the two of them can 'play' with however they like.
⚠DISCLOSURE: Please keep in mind the content warnings of this scene which are: violence, sexual violence, sexual assault, drug/substance abuse.
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Since then, Yuriko has encountered scenes similar to the one she witnessed at the restaurant. Each time, she stayed to watch in silence.
Each time, Kyoko slept with a different partner.
But what they all have in common is that they all have good physiques and a large build.
Kyoko exchanges affection practically as a greeting.
As soon as Kyoko meets a partner, they will find a hidden spot– no matter where the location is– and have sex.
The lady is like a spider that ups her nest in many places and eats whatever prey she happens to pass by.
Yuriko:
(I can’t believe someone like her exists… She’s so promiscuous…)
And yet, Yuriko can’t bring herself to stop peeping.
Sometimes she was standing, sometimes she was picked up in the air, and sometimes she was on all fours.
Kyoko seemed to be gradually losing her reservations.
These days, she indulges in bringing men into her room.
The room Yuriko is assigned to is next to Kyoko's room. She can often hear strange voices.
While she felt a strong sense of disgust, Yuriko was unable to hold back her fever.
Her injured area has almost healed, but Kyoko doesn't stop applying medicine to her.
Every night, after coming back from playing around, she would spread her legs in Kyoko's room.
Before she knew it, Kyoko's fingers had begun to move boldly.
She had a feeling there that she didn't want to admit. Every time Yuriko sees Kyoko's lewd behavior, she remembers that feeling and rubs her thighs together.
And then, one day…
Kyoko:
“Yuri! Do you have a moment? I want to show you something.”
They just arrived at home after shopping, as per usual, when Kyoko called Yuriko to her room.
And she can’t believe what’s inside.
A naked man is kneeling on the floor.
His entire body is tied up with rope, and a large, frightening object looms up from his crotch.
Yuriko was stunned when she saw his sweaty and flushed face.
Yuriko:
“S-Saburo…?”
Kyoko:
“No. It’s a pest. It might have had a name when it was human, but I really couldn’t care less.”
Kyoko bursts into laughter. At that voice, Saburo trembled and his crotch aroused.
What is this filthy man doing here? Tied and gagged, too?
Yuriko:
“Lady Kyoko… What is this about?”
Kyoko:
“Hehe! This thing right here is my present for you.”
Yuriko:
“Wha—!? Y-You mean Saburo!?”
Kyoko:
“Yes. It’s yours now, so you can do whatever with it. If you want to boil it, go ahead. If you want to roast it, by all means, do so.”
Yuriko:
“I… I’m sorry, but… I’m not sure I’m following you.”
Kyoko:
“Oh? Oh, that’s right. You may not know… I’ll give you an example then.”
Immediately after saying that, the lady lay down on the chaise longue, untied the hem of her kimono, and spread her legs wide open.
Kyoko:
"Come on. It's feeding time."
Saburo:
“Ah… hah!!”
~Picture~
Saburo's bloodshot eyes glared as he flopped over on his knees, snorted heavily, and sucked on Kyoko's crotch.
Yuriko:
“...!”
Kyoko:
"Hah... ah... ha... did you see that? My lady... did you hear that...?"
Saburo licks Kyoko's pussy like crazy, sucks on her folds, and inserts his thick tongue between them.
The sound of his ragged and ferocious breathing… All of it rings a bell for her.
She can feel it— the moment her blood leaves her body.
Yuriko:
“Oh…! …Th-There’s no way! It was…!?”
Kyoko:
“That’s him, your assailant. I knew right away… That’s why I caught and trained him for you.”
Kyoko grins and smiles horribly. Keeping her thighs spread apart.
Kyoko:
"Ah, ah, ah... this guy loves to slurp up women's honey... he's been like that ever since I had him."
“I think he just doesn’t have morals… He stabbed a servant during a fight, easily and without remorse. Luckily, the servant he stabbed was another troublemaker.”
“Anyways, I decided to kick him out, ah, ha… because of all the trouble, hmm… he’d caused. And then, ah, he started working at your house, ah… hah...”
Even while Kyoko is talking, Saburo doesn't stop feasting on her.
Yuriko recalls the beast’s atrocity on that day, and she almost passes out.
She’d had no idea—that it was Saburo who attacked her.
That the horrendous beast from that night was the male servant who’s been working at her family’s manor.
Kyoko:
“This fool is addicted to opium and would do anything to get some, ah, so invited him saying that I would give him some, ngh, he practically came running… Ah, hah! Agh!”
“Ah, hah, ha, coming, I’m coming!!! …Aahh!!”
Kyoko became jumpy like a sweetfish.
Then, a large amount of honey overflowed, and Saburo purred and drank every bit of it.
Yuriko just stared at the scene in astonishment.
Kyoko:
“Aah… hah… So, Yuri? …What should we make of this… pest?”
Yuriko:
“...”
Kyoko:
“The one thing I couldn’t forgive this thing for is… the fact that he hurt you…”
“This… damned beast!”
Saburo:
“Ngh— Urg!”
Kyoko kicked Saburo in the groin and he fell miserably to the floor.
However, it stood there even more firmly and tremblingly as he shook his head.
Yuriko couldn't take her eyes off of it.
That's what tore her apart that night.
That ugly, dirty, dark thing…
Yuriko:
“I… don’t want to touch something like that…”
Kyoko:
“Yes, I agree… You’re an endearing and beautiful woman. You shouldn’t be tainted by the likes of men.”
Yuriko:
“...But you like playing with men, don’t you, Lady Kyoko?”
Kyoko:
“I do. I like interesting things. But I don’t care about men. I just care about playing and having fun.”
“Most importantly, I like lovely young women. I like beautiful ladies… like you.”
Yuriko:
“Lady Kyoko…”
~Picture~
Kyoko pulls Yuriko in for a gentle embrace.
The lady smells nice. She smells sweet… It might be the smell of milk.
Somehow, it reminds her of her mother— the smell of her mother.
The lady might be an awfully promiscuous woman, but she isn’t playing with men. She just likes interesting games.
The lady who surrounds herself with beautiful dolls, who kicks a man rolling on the floor, who says that she likes lovely young women is now hugging her close.
The reason she can’t think of Kyoko as weird, abnormal, or disgusting might be that she herself is starting to become someone similar…
Kyoko told Yuriko that she’d gone through the same experience.
Perhaps the lady’s preference had changed to the state that it is today since that moment.
And now, she’s changing too…
Yuriko:
“...I like you… Lady Kyoko…”
Kyoko:
“Oh, really? Thank you, my lady… I’m happy to hear that.”
Yuriko:
“We don’t need this ugly beast in our life. We just have to care about enjoying our games, right?”
Kyoko:
“That’s right. Which makes this man our toy— a toy of warm flesh and blood.”
Kyoko traces Saburo's shaft with her toes. Saburo cries like a beast in response.
Men are filthy. Men reek. Men are hideous.
Men are such ugly creatures.
They serve no purpose. The only thing men are good form is eating, or being eaten.
Oh. That’s right.
She remembers that spider… The beautiful and ruthless Joro spider that she saw in the garden.
At the time, she wished she could become one.
She wished she could be a woman who preys on men and not a woman that the beats known as men could sully.
Kyoko:
“I want to hear cruel words from your pretty lips… Say it, Yuri. What do you want to do with this thing?”
Yuriko:
“...I hate its voice, so I don’t need its throat.”
Her voice sounds foreign to her ears.
And yet, her lips and her tongue are moving on their own to weave the words.
Yuriko:
“It has an ugly face too, so I don’t need its face. I hate its stench too, so I don’t need its skin.”
“The way it writhes disgusts me, so I don’t need its muscles and entrails. I hate seeing it quiver too, so I don’t need its bones.”
Kyoko:
“Oh, dear… But then what will be left of it?”
Yuriko:
“I guess… we can let it retain bits of itself if you wish, Lady Kyoko…
Kyoko:
“Hahaha! You’re a genius! Let’s get on with the plan.”
-Kyoko claps her hands like an excited little girl.
Kyoko:
“From now on, I’m going to teach you fun and interesting things.”
Yuriko:
“...Are you sure I’m going to have fun?”
Kyoko:
“Of course! Why else do you think I showed you my games? You’ve seen plenty, haven’t you?”
“We were born as women. It’ll be our loss if we live without ever knowing the pleasure only women can feel. And I… will teach you about it.”
Is Kyoko– the woman who waltzes with men under the soles of her feet— trying to make a carbon copy of herself? Or is she trying to make a favorite new doll?
Yuriko’s mind takes her far to the manor of the Nomiya family while she’s burying her face in the lady’s soft bosom.
The days when she was so motivated to find the person who killed her father and mother now seem like they belong in a distant past.
Trying to find the truth behind her family’s chain of misfortunes has led Yuriko to a painful experience, and now, she has lost the desire to return to the manor.
She’s tired. Now, everything seems like a pain to do.
She can pamper her eyes with nothing but beautiful things if she stays by Kyoko’s side. She can laugh cheerfully. She can revel in sweet comfort.
She likes Kyoko.
No one in that manor was able to help her. She only has Kyoko.
This is where she should be.
Yuriko kicks Saburo– or what’s left of him– to the side.
Then, she and Kyoko fall on top of each other on the bed.
Their white limbs tangle…
Much like a beautiful Joro spider with eight legs.
~END~
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