CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 19

The dim moonlight filtered through the windows of the building, casting long shadows over the disheveled room.

Seijirou lay propped against the bed, his body a map of bruises and cuts from Ayano’s brutal assault earlier that day.

Bandages wrapped his torso and arms, but his eyes burned with unyielding fire.

The four women surrounded him on the worn futon, their clothes discarded in a hasty pile, driven by the raw need to heal him through their bodies, to drown the day’s violence in waves of shared ecstasy.

Suzune knelt closest, her gentle hands trembling slightly as she traced the edges of his bandages, avoiding the sore spots.

"Let us take care of you," she whispered, her voice soft as silk.

But Seijirou’s hand shot out, gripping her wrist firmly, pulling her down until her breasts pressed against his chest.

"No," he growled, his voice rough from pain but laced with command. "You’ll do as I say. All of you."

Despite the wince that crossed his face from the movement, he didn’t relent.

He guided Suzune’s head lower, her lips brushing his hardening cock.

She obeyed without hesitation, her mouth enveloping the thick shaft slowly, tenderly, her tongue swirled around the head, lapping at the precum beading there, her sucks were gentle and rhythmic, like a soothing lullaby.

Seijirou’s fingers tangled in her hair, not yanking it, but gently directing her, pushing her deeper until she gagged softly, her eyes watering but filled with devotion.

Emi watched from the side, her usual quiet demeanor unbroken, but her thighs clenched together in anticipation.

Seijirou’s gaze locked on her. "Emi, straddle my thigh."

She nodded silently, climbing over his bandaged leg with care, but he grabbed her hip and forced her down harder.

Her pussy slid against the rough fabric of his pants still clinging to one leg, the friction igniting her.

As she rocked, a loud, unrestrained moan escaped her lips, deep and throaty, echoing in the quiet night as she bit her lip to stifle the next one, but it burst out anyway, her body grinding faster, juices slicking his skin.

Yukina, ever the bold one, crawled forward with a mischievous glint in her eye, her kinky urges bubbling up.

She reached for a clothes scattered around and without a word from him, began binding Suzune’s wrists behind her back while the gentle woman continued sucking his cock.

Seijirou approved with a nod, his free hand slapping Yukina’s ass sharply. "Good girl. Now, finger yourself while you watch."

Yukina complied eagerly, spreading her legs wide, two fingers plunging into her wet pussy, twisting and curling as she moaned.

She added a third, stretching herself, her other hand pinching her nipples hard, twisting the piercing Seijirou himself personally gave her until they reddened, even caressing the tattood "slave" on her cleavage.

The sight fueled Seijirou’s dominance; he thrust up into Suzune’s mouth, making her choke, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she didn’t pull away.

Haruka positioned herself at his side, her face a mask of calm indifference, eyes distant as if detached from the heat building around them.

Seijirou turned to her, his hand cupping her chin roughly before guiding it down his thighs.

She leaned in without expression, her lips parting to take one of his balls into her mouth, tongue flicking firmly.

But as she sucked harder, her body betrayed her as a shiver ran through her, her pussy clenching visibly, wetness dripping down her thighs.

He pinched her nipple, twisting it, and though her face remained blank, she gasped sharply, her hips bucking involuntarily.

Her sensitivity amplified every touch; when he slid a finger into her ass, probing deep, her whole body quaked, silent tremors building to quiet whimpers she couldn’t suppress.

The room filled with the symphony of their submission: Suzune’s soft slurps on his cock, Emi’s escalating moans as she humped his thigh frantically, her pussy lips swollen and red, Yukina’s wet squelches from her fingering, and Haruka’s muffled breaths against his sack.

Seijirou’s injuries throbbed with each shift, but the pain only sharpened his control.

"Switch," he ordered hoarsely.

Suzune pulled back, gasping for air, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his throbbing length.

Yukina took her place, deepthroating him aggressively, her throat constricting around him as she gagged herself on purpose, eyes watering with delight.

Emi, now trembling on the edge, cried out loudly as her orgasm hit, her juices flooding his leg, body convulsing in silent screams broken by those piercing moans.

Seijirou didn’t let her rest; he yanked her forward, positioning her over his face despite the pull on his wounds.

She lowered hesitantly, but he latched onto her clit, sucking hard, tongue delving into her pulsing pussy.

Her moans turned to wails, hands clutching his hair as she rode his face, her quiet nature shattered by the intensity.

Haruka, still bound by her own impassive facade, was next.

Seijirou pushed Yukina off his cock with a pop, the shaft slick and veined, standing rigid.

"Haruka, bend over." She complied mechanically, ass up, face down.

He entered her from behind in one forceful thrust, her pussy impossibly tight and responsive.

Though her expression stayed neutral, her walls clenched around him like a vice, every ridge of his cock dragging against her sensitive spots.

She bit the futon to muffle the building cries, but her body jerked with each pound, nipples scraping the fabric, ass cheeks rippling from the impacts.

Suzune, wrists still tied, crawled to lick where they joined, her gentle tongue lapping at Haruka’s clit and his balls, adding to the overwhelming sensations.

Yukina, not one to be idle, straddled Haruka’s back, grinding her pussy against the woman’s spine while reaching around to finger Haruka’s ass, syncing with Seijirou’s thrusts.

The addition made Haruka’s body arch violently, her first orgasm ripping through her without a sound from her lips, just a flood of cream coating his cock.

Seijirou’s breaths came ragged, pain mingling with pleasure, but he held back, dominating the pace.

He pulled out of Haruka, slick with her release, and flipped Emi onto her back.

"Spread your legs."

She did, moaning loudly as he slammed into her, her pussy sucking him like a vacuum.

Her quiet voice broke into screams, legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper despite his grimaces of discomfort.

Yukina untied Suzune, who immediately joined, kissing Seijirou deeply, tasting Emi on his lips, her gentle hands stroking his back carefully.

But he broke the kiss to command,

"Ride Yukina’s face." Suzune mounted Yukina obediently, the kinky woman devouring her pussy with hungry laps and bites, teeth grazing her folds.

Suzune’s gentle moans filled the air, soft and melodic, contrasting Emi’s raw cries.

Haruka, recovering, slid beneath Seijirou, sucking his swinging balls as he fucked Emi relentlessly.

Her emotionless eyes stared up, but her tongue worked feverishly, her sensitive body quivering from the mere proximity.

The overload pushed Emi over again, her loud orgasm milking his cock, walls fluttering wildly.

Finally, Seijirou’s control frayed.

He withdrew, standing shakily despite the agony in his ribs, and lined them up on their knees.

"Mouths open."

They obeyed as he stroked his cock furiously and erupted.

Thick ropes of cum splattered their faces and tongues—first Suzune’s soft lips, then Emi’s open mouth where she swallowed with a moan, Yukina catching it on her tongue to savor, and Haruka’s impassive features dripping down her chin, her body twitching from the sight alone.

They licked each other clean, bodies entwined in the aftermath, the stress of the day dissolving into sated exhaustion.

But the afterglow lingered only briefly, the women’s bodies still humming from the first release, but Seijirou’s hunger burned hotter than his wounds.

He shifted against the cushions, ignoring the sharp twinge in his ribs, and pulled Suzune closer by her hair.

"Not done yet,".he rasped, his cock already twitching back to life against her thigh.

The room’s air hung heavy with the scent of sweat and sex, the moonlight now painting their skin in silvery streaks.

Yukina, her face still glistening with remnants of his cum, licked her lips and crawled forward first, her pierced nipples catching the light.

She pressed her breasts against his bandaged chest, the cool metal of her piercings brushing his skin, sending a jolt through him.

"Use me again, master," she purred, grinding her soaked pussy along his hardening length.

Seijirou gripped the rings in her nipples, tugging sharply to make her arch and gasp.

He twisted them, pulling until her eyes watered, her body responding with a fresh gush of wetness.

"On your back, slave, and spread your legs." Yukina obeyed instantly, spreading her thighs to expose her dripping folds, the tattoo rising and falling with her quick breaths.

He positioned himself between her legs, slamming his cock into her without preamble, the force making her cry out.

Her walls clenched around him, hot and slick, as he pounded deep, each thrust rattling her piercings and making the rings jingle faintly.

Emi, catching her breath from the earlier intensity, watched with wide eyes, her quiet form belying the fire within.

Her belly button piercings—delicate chains dangling from a barbell—glinted as she moved, a gift from Seijirou to accentuate her subtle allure.

He beckoned her with a jerk of his head. "Emi, sit on her face. Make her eat you out."

She hesitated only a second before straddling Yukina’s head, lowering her pussy onto the kinky woman’s eager mouth.

Yukina’s tongue plunged in immediately, lapping at Emi’s clit with rough strokes, sucking the swollen nub while Seijirou fucked her relentlessly.

Emi’s moans erupted loud and raw, her hands bracing on Seijirou’s shoulders as she rocked against Yukina’s face.

The piercings on her navel swayed with each grind.

Seijirou reached up, flicking the chains lightly, then harder, making Emi shudder and cry out sharper, her juices flowing freely into Yukina’s mouth.

Yukina swallowed greedily, her own pussy spasming around his cock from the dual assault, the tattoo on her chest heaving.

Suzune, ever the gentle soul, knelt beside them, her soft hands massaging Seijirou’s thighs to ease the strain on his injuries.

But he grabbed her wrist, guiding her fingers to her own pussy.

"Finger yourself while you watch."

She blushed but complied, sliding two fingers inside her slick heat, pumping slowly at first, her gentle whimpers joining the chorus.

He leaned over, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss, biting her lower lip until she tasted blood, her fingers speeding up in response.

Haruka, her emotionless mask cracking slightly from the overstimulation, positioned herself behind Seijirou.

She wrapped her arms around him carefully, avoiding his bruises, and began sucking on his neck, her teeth grazing the skin.

Her incredible sensitivity made even this contact electric; her nipples hardened against his back, her pussy throbbing untouched.

Seijirou reached back, shoving two fingers into her ass without warning. She stiffened, her eyes widened slightly, but her hole tightened around him, her body quivering as he scissored roughly, stretching her.

The rhythm built fiercely—Yukina’s muffled slurps on Emi’s pussy, Emi’s escalating screams as her orgasm approached, Suzune’s soft gasps from her self-fucking, Haruka’s silent tremors against his back.

Seijirou thrust harder into Yukina, his balls slapping her ass, the piercings in her nipples bouncing with each impact.

He yanked on them again, eliciting a choked scream from her that vibrated into Emi, pushing the quiet woman over the edge.

Emi came with a piercing wail, flooding Yukina’s mouth, her belly piercings tinkling as her hips bucked wildly.

Not satisfied, Seijirou pulled out of Yukina’s clenching pussy, his cock slick and throbbing.

"Haruka, on all fours. Now." She disengaged silently, assuming the position, her ass presented high.

He entered her pussy from behind, gripping her hips to pull her back onto him forcefully.

Her emotionless expression hid the storm inside; every drag of his thick shaft against her sensitive walls made her toes curl, silent gasps escaping as her body betrayed her with uncontrollable shudders.

Suzune crawled under Haruka, latching onto her swinging breasts, sucking the nipples hard while fingering her own pussy faster.

Yukina, wiping Emi’s release from her chin, joined by straddling Haruka’s back, grinding her pierced tits against the woman’s skin.

She reached down to tug Haruka’s nipples in time with Seijirou’s thrusts, the added pain-pleasure making Haruka’s pussy gush around him.

Emi, still panting, knelt in front of Seijirou, taking his balls into her mouth, sucking them gently at first, then harder, her loud moans humming against him as she tasted the mix of their arousals.

Seijirou’s dominance surged despite the ache in his body, sweat beading on his brow.

He spanked Haruka’s ass red, the slaps echoing, her sensitive flesh blooming with handprints.

Her orgasm hit without warning—a flood of cream coating his cock, her walls milking him in rhythmic pulses, though her face stayed stoic, only her trembling limbs giving her away.

He withdrew, turning to Suzune next.

"Your turn. Lie down."

She stretched out obediently, her gentle eyes locked on his as he plunged into her pussy slowly at first, savoring her soft tightness, then ramped up to brutal strokes, making her breasts jiggle.

Yukina and Emi flanked her, each sucking a nipple, Emi’s tongue flicking while Yukina bit down, tugging with her teeth.

Haruka, recovering, slid a hand between Suzune’s legs to rub her clit in firm circles, the combined touches overwhelming the gentle woman.

Suzune’s moans turned to pleas, her body arching as she came, pussy fluttering around him, but Seijirou didn’t stop, fucking her through it until she sobbed from the intensity.

Finally, he felt his own peak building.

"All of you, around me."

Once again, they gathered close—Suzune beneath him, the others kneeling.

He pulled out and stroked his cock over them, erupting in hot spurts: across Suzune’s face, Emi’s mouth where her piercings caught droplets, Yukina’s tattooed cleavage and pierced nipples, Haruka’s blank features dripping down her neck.

They collapsed together once more, bodies slick and spent, Seijirou’s arms encircling them possessively.

The second round had drained the last of the day’s tension, leaving only the warmth of their unbreakable bond.