Chapter 36: Session with Anna
Kim’s Pov
The door slammed shut as Kim stepped onto the hallway. "Jesus Christ! Did Kenji just kick me out of his room. Like this!?"
"Mmmmph.. fuck... it’s still dripping... I feel so empty and full at the same time."
Walking slowly down the hallway, only wearing a bathrobe and nothing underneath, both arms crossing and pressed against her body, trying to hide her shame.
She looked utterly miserable, her eyes were red and glassy with unshed tears of shame.
Makeup smudged from earlier tears and sweat.
Hair messy and sticking to her flushed cheeks.
Her legs were shaky and unsteady.
She whispered miserably to herself. "Aahh.. oh God, what did I just do... I feel so disgusting."
Inside, she felt broken and used. Like her youthful days were circling back her promiscuous memories.
Her pussy throbbed more painfully with every step — still gaping slightly from the brutal stretching, swollen and puffy.
The deep ache radiated through her lower belly where his huge cock had been hammering against her cervix.
Every movement reminded her how thoroughly invaded and reshaped she had been.
Naomi saw Kim, not long afterwards, "Ma’am! Are you okay?"
"I’m fine darling," Kim says, voice broken and raspy.
"You don’t sound good either, let me take you to your room," Naomi said worriedly and walked Kim all the way back to her room.
Sato had already gone to but Naomi had a master key to get Kim inside.
The door slowly closed behind as Kim mumbled.
"Can’t believe he just kicked me out like that.. like I’m nothing but a toy."
She collapsed onto the edge of the bed, laying with her legs slightly apart.
The cool air hitting her sore, abused pussy made her whimper. She felt cheap, dirty and humiliated.
The taste of her own stepson still lingering on her tongue and twitching with need.
Sato wakes up suddenly as he felt the presence of another.
"Honey! Where have you been? I sent a few staffs in search for you. And why are you dressed like that?"
Kim quickly sat up, pulling the fabric over herself hurriedly, face burning with shame and panic.
"I-I went to the s-sauna.. haaha... extremely hot my l-love." She breathed.
She looked even more miserable now. Her eyes darted nervously, cheeks bright red with guilt. Hair disheveled, lips still slightly swollen.
"Hmmm, you seem out of breath. And you hair!" Sato tried adding the pieces together. "Are you supposed to wipe your makeup before going into a sauna!?"
But Kim forces a weak smile, she shifted uncontrollably, suppressing a whimper as her stretched pussy throbs, just to lands a short kiss on Sato’s cheek.
The one move that happens to be Sato’s soft spot towards his wife.
Inside she felt absolutely wretched — heart pounding with fear — the deep ache from being brutally fucked by Kenji’s big cock still radiating through her core.
Every tiny movement made her painfully aware of how gaping and used she was.
Liquids still oozing out, and she was terrified Sato would smell her arousal.
"Go and take a shower, you’re really sticky." Sato voiced obliviously, cleaning his cheek with his hand.
’—ha thank God.’ Kim breathed. "Okay honey," she ran off to the bathroom.
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"What a night it was LUST." A dark smirk playing on my lips as I sipped my champagne and sprawled on my bed like a noble.
[Congratulations Kenji, on your several completed quests]
[Your hard work has earned the following rewards]
The system chimes softly. Casting is purple holographic glow in the air.
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[System Updates..]
[Cucklord’s Dominance: 2 cucked victim’s — both wife’s of your victims will completely lose all sexual interest in their partners — they find them completely inadequate in bed, and they’ll always hide evidence of encounters with you.]
[Taboo incentives: Earn 10x LP rewards from forbidden intimate affairs.]
[Current Accumulated LP: + 515,510 Lp]
[Level Up!: ~> Level 15]
[New Ability Unlocked: Morph]
[New System Quest: Stealth Seduction]
[Disguise yourself as the private masseuse for Anna Goto]
[Objective: Turn a professional massage into a complete corruption]
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Second day... Legacy Getaway. 2:07PM.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the tall arched windows of the palace spa wing.
I wore the crisp white uniform of a luxury spa therapist — fitted shirt stretched over my physique, and pants that did little to hide my growing arousal. A fake name tag read *Bruce Khan, Senior Masseur.*
"So how does this morphing thing works? LUST."
[Just think of whatever you want to change on your body but it only lasts for a hour]
"Hmm.. I don’t want to look too different so maybe I’ll just wear some specs and grow a thick mustache."
[Sound good, but remember Anna can’t not know your real identity, and if she does. Your DEAD MEAT]
"What? Are you kidding! So you aren’t going to save me?"
[I’m sure you don’t really need much introduction to who and what her husband could do if he knows]
"Well I’m scared of that guy, he’s days are numbered." I taunted.
Naomi personally escorted Anna to the private spa treatment room, whispering that this was a complimentary "VIP deep tissue session." While her husband was out golfing with Sato and ordered prominent guests.
Anna entered wrapped in a plush white robe, her blonde hair piled high.
She looked relaxed but still carried that high society poise. "My husband insisted I take advantage of all the amenities," she said with a smile. "I’m not sure this is going to help me but either way, maybe it will."
Naomi gave me a familiar stare from the doorway before slipping out. "Enjoy your season, Mrs. Goto."
’That was close, do you think she noticed?’
[If Anna hasn’t even been able to, then definitely you’re good]
’No I meant, Naomi.’
[Ohh]
"Ahem... welcome ma’am it’s a good to have you." I said, with a warm smile. "Can you kindly take of the robe ma’am." I adjusted my glasses.
"I’ll be fully naked if I do. Is that professional?" She questioned like I had ulterior motives.
"No need to worry ma’am I’m a professional and I’m just here to render my service."
"Okayyy." Anna slowly voiced.
She loosened the knot and let the robe dropped, revealing her naked body, only left with a pink thong.
Anna was a classic beauty who had aged like fine wine — mid-length blonde hair with subtle black streaks that made her look distinguished and seductive.
Full DD breasts that still sat high and heavy, wide hips, a soft toned stomach, and thick thighs that giggled deliciously with every step.
Her ass was plump and juicy — the kind that begged to be grabbed.
"Face down first." I Instructed, voice smooth and professional.
’Hmm.. he seems professional. But being naked alone with this young man!’’
Anna climbed onto the table - her breasts swaying tremendously, sighing as she settled.
I lit the scented candles. Soft classical music played from hidden speakers.
Anna was starting to feel uncomfortable with me just standing behind her.
I placed a towel over her ass. Then I poured warm, heated oil over her back and started professionally.
’What if he rips that towel and squeezes my ass, or he spreads my pussy and puts his fingers inside me? There’s no one else here — he could do whatever he wants to my body.’
’And reporting such things could cause a big breakout between Sato’s family and us. My husband wouldn’t take that lightly.’
She was preparing herself for the worst case scenario, imagining how completely at my mercy she was.
But her body began to react to her imaginations, and her pussy was starting to get wet.
’Why I’m i becoming horny in this strange situation?’
Strong hands gliding over her shoulders, working down her back with firm pressure. That made Anna sigh deeply. "That feels incredible already.."
"You’re body.. it’s just so beautiful.." I didn’t even realize when that left my mouth.
"Wh- what did you say?" Her face flushed red.
"I-l mean you’re skin, It’s so smooth and clear." I rubbed her skin softly.
I suddenly grabbed the towel and threw it off her body.
"Wait what are you doing?" She asked, sitting up raising her hands to cover her chest.
I looked oblivious. "It’s a deep tissue massage, I wouldn’t be able to massage you well with the towel in the way."
"Ohh right." She hesitated for a second.
[Kenji just brainwash her, she’s clearly resisting you]
’No, I’ve already told you my stance on that LUST, I’m skilled so let me handle this.’
The room was dimly lit, soft amber light spilling from the lamp at the corner.
"Alright ma’am, just breathe a little. I can sense the tension coming from you and all I’m here for is to ease it down."
"I know you’re just doing your job but I’m a married woman and having another man touch me, just feels pretty new to me."
"Ma’am, I have a confession to make," I sighed.
She sat up slightly. "What is it.. Bruce?"
"The young man that organized this getaway, do you know him?"
"Yes I do.. Kenji, his the one." She answered...