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Miyuki covered the red spot on his face with his hand and stared blankly at him.
"That's right, you had some bad experiences in your childhood, so are you taking revenge now? Taking revenge on everyone who loves you?" Shirakawa Natsu shouted sharply, secretly flicking her right hand behind her back. Why is her brother so shameless? Her hand hurt from the beating, but she only had slight redness and swelling.
However, you must maintain your composure at this moment: "How many times has Kanna forgiven you? Do you feel happy when you hurt others? Do you satisfy your desire for control by watching the people who love you grieve for you?"
“I’m not.” Miyuki shook her head. “I just…”
"You're not good at saying no, are you?" Shirakawa Natsu interrupted her directly: "Those are all excuses. You just enjoy the process, enjoy the process of being valued by others, enjoy seeing others forgive you time and time again and feel smug, just like a child who gets attention by crying and making a fuss!"
“I…” Mikoto covered her face with one hand: “Don’t look at me.”
Shirakawa Natsu ignored her struggles, pointed a finger at her chest, pressed down slightly, and pressed on a dent: "Your heart is empty. You keep trying to get love from others to fill it, but you will never be satisfied."
He reached out and grabbed Miyuki's hand, pulled her up, and tossed her onto the bed amidst her surprised expression: "Today I'll fill you up properly."
Shirakawa Natsu reached into the bag and took out a ball with straps on both sides.
Amidst Miyuki's surprised expression, Shirakawa Natsumi held the ball in her hand and shook it, explaining, "It can plug your mouth, restrict your expression, and give you the unpleasant feeling of a foreign object being stuffed into your mouth's mucous membrane. It can bring all sorts of unfreedom to the body."
“But the most important thing is that it can rob you of your ability to speak.” Shirakawa Natsu twirled the leather belt between two fingers in front of Mi no Shiki: “When you are tied up, your language is taken away, your mouth is gagged, and you can only groan like an animal, your body and mind will be restrained.”
"Gulp." Mikoto stared intently at the ball in Shirakawa Natsu's hand, still reeling from the shock of what she had just heard, and was still a little dazed.
When subjected to strong criticism, a strange sense of obedience arises, and this is the state of mind that Miyuki is in.
“There’s another one.” Shirakawa Natsumi took out another prop from the bag.
Unlike the ball stopper from before, this one is cylindrical in the middle with a leather strap resembling a rein on each side: "This is called a biting stopper. The biting stopper means to bite or hold. As you can tell from its shape, it imitates the reins in horse tack. Of course, it is used in the same way as the reins. You can bite it with your teeth, and I can sit on your back and hold the reins, just like riding a horse."
He looked at Miyuki's smooth back as he spoke: "With your figure, you're quite suitable to be ridden, so which one do you want to use?"
“I…” Miyuki was stunned, her thoughts in disarray as she was drawn into Shirakawa Natsu’s rhythm, her gaze choosing between the two stoppers.
"Slap!" Bai Xi's face was slapped hard again by Shirakawa Natsu.
Miyuki stumbled.
"You think you can choose?" Shirakawa Natsumi took out another ring from the bag and said, "This is called a steel wheel stopper. Open your mouth!"
Miyuki was taken aback, opened her mouth slightly, and hesitated noticeably.
Shirakawa Natsu raised her hand to slap him, and Miyuki was so frightened that she closed her eyes and immediately opened her mouth.
He had long since figured out his brother; he just had the face of a handsome older sister, but inside he was a highly obedient person who craved to be filled and longed to not think about anything.
Shirakawa Natsu smiled and reached out, inserting the steel wheel plug and the ring part into her mouth, then securing it in place.
Miyuki immediately realized that her mouth was being held open by the steel wheel plug and she couldn't close it. After a while, due to the structure of the human body, her tongue could not be retracted for long and could only stick out from the ring.
His mouth couldn't close, and saliva dripped onto the steel wheel stopper, making it immediately wet.
Shirakawa Natsu smiled and reached out, pinching her tongue between two fingers.
Being able to freely play with this handsome older sister's mouth, filled with sensitive mucous membranes, is quite a unique experience.
The aloof and elegant woman had tears in her eyes, her cheeks were flushed, and saliva kept dripping from her mouth and falling off the steel wheel plug.
Shirakawa Natsu leaned close to her ear, opened her mouth, and blew her breath onto her tongue: "Now you look like a female dog~"
In the hotel, Hojo Maki looked at her daughter in disbelief. She had thought that her daughter would be furious and blame everything on her for exposing Minoki and Hanabi's meeting.
For this reason, she even gave her virginity to the friend of the person she liked.
“I’m not seeking revenge on Mikoto.” Kanna Hojo seemed to see through her mother’s thoughts and shook her head. “I don’t regret meeting her. She let me taste the sweetness of love, and I’m really happy. Although the days I spent with her were bittersweet, they will all become beautiful memories.”
Looking at her daughter's expression, Hojo Maki, as a mother, could sense that she wasn't lying. She glanced at the bloodstain on the bed, her eyes filled with confusion.
Kanna Hojo also looked at the bloodstains and said, "People always say that this kind of thing is an important part of love, and that you don't understand anything if you haven't experienced it."
"I also want to see if I will change after experiencing men, and I won't be averse to it if the person is Xia."
After saying that, Kanna Hojo's face showed a hint of relief: "I'm glad that I'm still me and I don't feel any difference. Of course, I don't mean that Natsu's skills are bad or anything like that. I'm sure of it, that's what it is, that's the feeling."
Hojo Maki's expression was complicated. She and her daughter had always had a good relationship and could share many little secrets.
She knew better than anyone that beneath her daughter's shy exterior lay a strength and independent thinking that surpassed many others.
But today's topic is still a bit beyond the scope of this topic.
She didn't know what to say as a mother at that moment.
"I've decided to break up with Mikoto. Being with the person you love most doesn't necessarily guarantee happiness." Kanna Hojo smiled at her mother and said, "I'm sorry, Mom."
Hojo Maki was taken aback. She had originally thought that the two of them would drift apart because of this, and their love and hate would turn out like a scene from an eight o'clock drama.
But I never expected it to turn out like this.
She smiled and suddenly said, "Actually, Hua Fei has always loved you too."
With the love issue resolved, the remaining question is the relationship between the two sisters.
“I know,” Kanna Hojo suddenly said. “I’ve known from the beginning that my sister has always loved me and Mom.”
Concubine Hojo was stunned.
“Whenever Dad brought candy home when I was little, my older sister would always give it to me first. And she’s always been a weakling. I’m always the one who stands up for her when she gets bullied.” Kanna Hojo chuckled. “But that doesn’t mean I’ll forgive her. Dad is a hero, I firmly believe that. It’s also true that he abandoned me and Mom. So I will never, ever forgive her for what she did.”
Hojo Maki remained silent for a moment, as both of her daughters had their own distinct stances.
She was helpless about this.
Suddenly, the image of Miyuki appeared in her mind—cool and handsome.
If it were her, she could definitely resolve the rift between the two sisters.
Hojo Maki shook her head, banishing the strange thought from her mind, and said with feigned ease, "Let's go."
"Mm." Kanna Hojo nodded, stood up, and glanced back at the room as she left, her eyes filled with farewell.
Hojo Maki obviously didn't expect that Minoku, on whom she had placed so much hope, would have his eyes covered and drool constantly flowing out of the steel wheel plug.
That handsome face is being severely humiliated.
Chapter 112 Dangerous Gaze
"Yano-Kami, what are you saying? I can't hear you." Shirakawa Natsu put her ear close to Yono-Kami's mouth, pretending to listen.
"Ugh..." Mikoto could only let out heavy breathing sounds from inside the ring.
Her eyes were covered by a leather blindfold, her mouth was gagged with a ring, and her hands were tied behind her back.
Shirakawa Natsumi was holding an in-ear earphone and shoving it deep into the ear of this cool and mature woman.
"This is what you wanted, isn't it? To stop being human." Shirakawa Natsu pressed down on her and whispered in her ear, "Today you'll just be a whimpering dog."
Today he plans to completely fill up his brothers and ruin them.
She had to be taught a profound lesson before there was any chance of changing her twisted personality; it was truly a case of magic defeating magic.
He didn't just give S in a normal way; he used the skills granted by the Yellow Hair APP.
The blond-haired massage technique can relax the entire body of the practitioner, making them feel incredibly comfortable. However, it also mixes in the pain inflicted by S. The combination of pain and relaxation is meaningless, and only he can do this.
He then took out two more clips, which were specially made so that there was no need to worry about them pinching you.
"Ugh ugh ugh~" Mikoto still felt the intense pain and made whimpering sounds. The ring plug had been worn for a long time and she hadn't gradually gotten used to it. Because her saliva was flowing out rapidly and not being replenished, her mouth became increasingly dry.
“The real Mi-no-Kami is a pervert.” Shirakawa Natsu smiled as he swept his gaze over her, finally settling on her jade-like feet: “Let you learn this fact properly, so you won’t go around harming the women who love you.”
He covered the sole of one of her jade-like feet with one hand and lifted it into the air. Miyuki's feet had the strongest mature and sophisticated feel.
She doesn't usually wear high heels, but Shirakawa Natsumi wants to put a sexy high heel on her beautiful foot, which might instantly turn her into a foot fetishist.
He took out a bottle of lubricant, unscrewed the cap, and poured it directly onto his ankle.
The cool, crystal-clear liquid flowed down my ankles to the tops of my feet.
Shirakawa Natsu grasped her ankle with her other hand and began using the techniques of the blond massage.
"You don't feel comfortable, do you?" Shirakawa Natsu rubbed her toes one by one with her fingers, applying rhythmic pressure: "Just being pressed between your toes makes you make such strange noises. You really are a pervert."
The blond-haired massage technique allowed his fingers to play special melodies on her jade-like feet, much like a piano master.
While Shirakawa Natsu kept calling Minoki a pervert, she couldn't help but admit that his toes were really rough.
Holding the delicate feet of such a mature woman in your hand inexplicably gives you a feeling of tingling.
"You're tied up with buckles, and you can't see anything." Shirakawa Natsu continued her verbal humiliation: "You look like a nasty person on the surface, but you feel good when this kind of thing is done to you. Your insides are definitely... broken."
After he finished speaking, he forcefully inserted four fingers between her toes and pulled hard.
"Ah!" Mikoto's body bent over and arched.
"Tonight is just the beginning." Shirakawa Natsu spread her legs apart, took out some lubricant, and began to operate with his thumb.
Miyuki seemed to have anticipated something, her muscles tensing up.
"What are you expecting?" Shirakawa Natsu asked softly.
The special effect that prevented the target from turning back was nullified, but the comfort continued to enter her brain.
He continued to press his middle finger inward, and even with the lubricant, each step was still difficult because he lacked strength.
Pain and comfort, two completely opposite sensations, are transmitted from the body to the brain.
Shirakawa Natsumi believes that she has begun to question her own body.
"Waaaah!" Mikoto struggled like never before, twisting her body repeatedly.
But his body was completely bound, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
However, Shirakawa Natsumi felt that if she hadn't been tied up with ropes, she might not have resisted so fiercely.
Based on previous experiences, Minoki's resistance has always been quite flexible.
It's stuck in a range that it just can't escape.
He felt that his middle finger had reached its limit, so he switched to his thumb, which once again provoked her to resist fiercely.
Feeling that it was about time, he leaned close to Miyuki's ear and said, "You're my brother, so this spot is mine now."
After he finished speaking, he applied some lubricant.
"Waaah!" Miko struggled desperately, then her whole body trembled and she let out a roar of "Uwaaah!"
The whole body arched upwards.
She seemed to be trying to break free, her face contorted with pain, but it was quickly replaced by another emotion.
The bed started to shake rhythmically, but luckily they lived in a duplex, so they didn't have to worry about people downstairs knocking on the door.
Miyuki's resistance gradually lessened, and she slowly began to cooperate.
Her consciousness gradually faded, just as Shirakawa Natsu had said. Today, she was not human, she didn't need to think, and she could abandon all dignity as a human being.
At the same time, at the Inagawa-kai headquarters, Inagawa Hanahi, dressed in pajamas, lay unceremoniously in her private room.
Only here can she be Hanabi, a 19-year-old girl, not the president of the Inagawa-kai.
She opened the dusty wooden box in front of her and took out the photos one by one, stroking them carefully.
The people in the photo are smiling innocently and carefree.
"Mom." Inagawa Hanahi looked at a photo of a young, beautiful woman holding two little girls' hands and buried her head in her arms.
She had also fantasized countless times that a prince charming would appear in her life, just like in TV dramas.
Her mind gradually conjured up the handsome face of Miyuki. What was she doing now?
in the apartment.
The agitation eventually subsided.
Shirakawa Natsu collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted. He pressed her head down and penetrated deep into the ring.
Miyuki cooperated like a puppy.
Everyone gradually calmed down.
"I'll put it inside to sleep," Shirakawa Natsu whispered in her ear after untying her ring.
He was absolutely certain that the unique sensation created by the blond massage technique combined with the S combination was something only he could give his brother in the world.
Whether he likes it or not, his mark is now completely imprinted on his brother.
After saying this, Shirakawa Natsumi fell into a deep sleep.