Charles Patricius

Finally back to the stage, Dreameater was also right back to skating a circle around it. The song wasn't quite over, despite being at the end of its final verse. No, Dreameater had a need ─ a need to really wow the audience with one final, strong chorus. He'd physically deliver it just as he did originally, albeit backwards. His voice, however... well, he was still making a point.

"TO STAND OUT!♪ ABOVE THE CROOOWD~♪
EVEN IF I GOTTA SHOUT OUT LOUD!♪
TILL MINE IS THE ON-LY FACE YOU SEE~♪
GONNA... STAND OUT... STAAA-AAA-AAAND OUT, YEAH!
STAND OUT!♪ ABOVE THE CROOOWD~♪
EVEN IF I GOTTA SHOUT OUT LOUD!♪
TILL MINE IS THE ON-LY FACE YOU SEE~♪
GONNA STAAAAAAAAND OUT... TILL YOU NO-OTICE ME~♫"

One final strum of Dreameater's guitar occurred. In that same instant, dozens of multicolor fireworks burst all in unison. The fourth song was at its end. How would he top it with so many left to go? Could he top it? Time would tell, but the concert would continue uninterrupted for a full two-hour block of time. In that same two hours, much would be happening elsewhere. . .

The concert and its applied happiness would continue on for quite a while yet. In the meantime, there was a certain beach house containing three people which was nearing an end to one particular journey. Sakura had been enjoying herself quite a bit, bent over with her arms cuffed behind her back as they were, being railed. It was quite the experience and one she'd not gotten on Gaia since being here. That wasn't to say she'd not had some enjoyable sexual experiences, even ones in which she was physically dominated. Even so, this was something else entirely and was to be savored in its own right as a stand alone type of experience. Credit was to be given to Hiruko for managing something many could not, impregnating a goddess and getting her to the point of forgetting her initial plans when starting something. It wasn't often that one like Sakura managed to forget something important like the reason she started an endeavor. Even so, she kept up her own movements. That constant wiggling of her hips seemed to be chaotic in nature, like all she was seeking was the meeting of flesh and that slick and musical sound that came from constant pounding. "Hirrun♥~" she moaned while turning her head up to look up and into his face. Her own completely reddened and her tongue crossing her lips before she managed any other speech. "What are you doing to me?~ I feel like I forgot something~" she mentioned not knowing at all how she managed something like that. Rare was it for things to go missing from a mind like Sakura's but all the feelings her body and soul were receiving she couldn't quite place it.

Hiruko could claim the strangest mark of success as he continued to batter Sakura's backside with his pelvis, doing the same to the end of her womb with those long, forceful strokes. She'd forgotten something? How strange. Sakura seemed to be the brainy type who had a photographic memory and a very organized mind, so of course... he could claim that as an absolute victory. Sadly for Shota, it only marked a greater loss for him. He was witnessing the type of mental break he'd been pushing for, but... again, it had to be a test run, right? He and Hiruko thought the exact opposite upon seeing that reddened face. "Yare yare. You can't just go forgetting the plan, Sakucchi ─ it was your idea. I think that sort of negligence is grounds for punishment in these cases," he said while grabbing Sakura by the hair.

In the following moments, Hiruko would be removing himself from the lass, stepping away from the couch and pulling Sakura by the hair. In doing so, he'd ensure her head was turned toward Shota. Perhaps a quick glance in his direction would jog her memory. "I've got one. Get on your knees and use your mouth until you remember. Do a good job, and we'll see about making you forget... well, everything♥~"

It was indeed quite the feat to make Sakura forget anything. Technically speaking it was also a feat to get her to emote or try her hand at seduction. Hiruko was winning a gambit he might not even know fully existed. Ah, but after mentioning her current thought process or rather the missing one, Sakura found herself being exited by Hiruko. It was an interesting sensation beyond much else and almost as satisfying as the first entry had been. She couldn't go forgetting a plan because it was hers? Yeah, that did sound pretty familiar but she wasn't given a lot of time to focus on it, as she was moved around by her hair, a warm tingling sensation spreading across her scalp. She squealed excitedly as she was turned around, "Ayyye♥!~" that pleased sound tampering off immediately as Kakihara Shota made his way into her vision. Right, they were cucking him for his audacity. She remembered now, ah, but there was still something more important in front of her.

Actually in more ways than one. Apparently, she was being given a punishment and she was to service Hiruko with her mouth and if she did a good job, he'd reward her by helping her forget, everything. Sakura's brows drew together in genuine confusion. 'I don't think humans truly understand the concept of punishment. Ask about that later...' she thought still, she wouldn't ever turn down a few meal and with her hands still locked behind her, she supposed she'd have to make a bit of extra effort to get everything where it needed to go. "If that's my punishment... I'll do my best, Hirrun♥~" she mentioned. She'd lean forward then, that giant piece of meat before her being treated to lavishing strokes of her tongue from around it's middle up to it's tip. At the glans, she'd grace it with a playful little kiss before she'd open her mouth and begin the process of sucking him in deeper. Without the use of her hands, this was a bit of work and exertion, but knowing the kind of meal that was coming at the end. She didn't mind working for it. 'I really don't see this as a punishment.' she thought happily as she looked up into Hiruko's face with those alluring eyes of hers full of light and offered a wink. She remembered what she was doing but that didn't mean she planned to stop doing this either.

Sakura didn't seem to grasp Hiruko's meaning when he claimed a punishment was in order. She was obviously new to this sort of play; perhaps there was something to learn when exploring from the other side. Whatever the case, that expression Sakura wore was clearly one of confusion. "Ho? You don't get it, huh?" he wondered as a hand landed atop the girl's head. As she licked, kissed and sucked upon his member, Hiruko was able to relax.

Ah, but an actual punishment had to come about at some point, didn't it? She clearly enjoyed what she was doing, whether bound or free. As such, Hiruko placed a finger one-third the way down his shaft before Sakura's lips reached that point. With a smug grin, he went about explaining the next little detail. "There's your stopping point. Don't go past it, or I'll have to... well, we'll cross that bridge when we get there. If you get your memory back, maybe there'll be a reward instead♥~" he said teasingly. All the while, Shota was in relative shock. He'd seen Sakura's recent response to hair-pulling, and he couldn't get a grip on what was truly happening. She was vehemently opposed to that sort of thing just a day ago. What could have facilitated a change? He could only wonder. . .

Sakura indeed didn't understand. Of course, it wasn't beyond her notice that he'd relaxed quite a bit as she started to work on his shaft. Hiruko had been quite forthcoming with information so she assumed he'd be clarifying eventually. It was the truth that nothing about servicing someone she enjoyed the taste of seemed like a punishment. And beyond that point as he'd already claimed distaste for things she didn't count as sex she felt there was nothing to worry about. Ah, but there was something, a mark about the third the way up that massive cock was given as her 'stopping' point. He knew already she didn't have such a stopping point naturally and apparently some punishing would come if she crossed said line. Oh, but if she remembered what she'd forgotten she would get a reward instead. So back towards the end of his dick she'd go, so she could flick the tip with her tongue as she spoke. "Sou ka, I mean that almost seems like more a punishment for you than for me, Hirrun♥~" she explained her understanding while going back to stroking his cock with her tongue up to that one point he'd marked.

"Still, I like rewards from you Hirrun... so," she went back to work making sure to stop exactly where he claimed she should. Each movement of her head, came with strokes of tongue and lavished suction as applied by her mouth. She'd prefer someone buried in the depths of her throat, but this could be considered low impact. She did lots of intimate things without thinking much of them and she'd seen something similar before. 'Ah, right, Kazzun did something similar to An-chan. I can exploit that a bit later,' she thought happily. Her brain was working once more, but that didn't change the fact that she remembered already exactly what she was doing. She also had a unique understanding of the number of eyes on her, and as such, she continued to appreciate the dick in front of her, with a flushed face and happy tongue and mouth movements. Without depth or hands adaptation was necessary, she could have a bit of fun with that.

Hiruko would have the privilege of seeing what the little temptress could do with limited ability. Restraining her arms had only been the start originally; this would be the true showing. Apparently, she didn't intend to break the given rule. He'd been wondering about that, as Sakura seemed the type to have a few bratty tendencies. Instead, it seemed the showing of that would be via speech instead. Was it a punishment for him instead of her? Well... "Not really, Sakucchi. See... I'm still just a guy. Even if all you do is rub your face against it, it'll still do the job for me~" he explained.

And so, he took the front-row seat to adaptation. Sakura's ability obviously wasn't limited to her lack of physical restrictions. Hiruko would place her tongue-work in the expert category. Shota, however, saw it as the work of a whore ─ work that didn't involve his own efforts to break her down. Maybe it did, though. Maybe he'd been the one to shatter her mind the previous night, and the lack of his presence left her so cock-hungry that she sought the nearest one instead. If that were the case, he'd only have to ensure she came back around to understand her place. If Sakura was going to be a commode, it was only right that he be the owner as the man who freed her from that purposeless boyfriend she'd been dealing with before! Yes, his eventual freedom would have to involve quite a few developments. Little did he know what those developments would actually be. . .

Hiruko was another man who told Sakura that men didn't require much to achieve ejaculation. That was something she understood but given what she'd seen of this world that wasn't a benefit to anyone. There were thousands of things wrong with knowing that sort of information an existing in the world, just the same she wasn't one to argue the point. "Well, I know it doesn't take much, but I don't think people like you should sell themselves short~" she claimed. That was the truth. The kinds of men that Sakura truly enjoyed could for the most part do what they wanted and it'd be worth the experience. Just the same, her mouth continued to work and adjust to its limitation.

As was the case with most things, Sakura was capable of learning through experience. The truth was, limitations like the ones she was being given, left her to observe and make use of her tongue and the gentle suction of her cheeks. She'd massage that small amount of shaft, and use her tongue to entangle different areas of it periodically. She actively developed her own sort of techniques swirling her tongue around his cock up to the point of his marking only to apply suction as she worked her way back out. Little kisses would pepper the tip and then she'd start up again. Actually as muscles tongues were quite useful... she could easily figure out quite a few things by using her body in this way, her mind was working once more on all the different ways she could use such techniques as the ones she was developing. She also thought of asking a few questions to her peers, the ones who'd gained more experience in such things. Maybe it would be easier to just observe? Speaking of observing... Kakihara Shota came back into her mind properly, if only because she had an inkling of the kinds of desires he currently had. She felt those and she disliked him more in the moment. She didn't know what kind of logic he was currently using but she knew truthfully he was going the wrong way... she'd continue to work Hiruko around in her mouth looking up at him, panting, licking, sucking, likely looking quite desperate but the truth was, she was still enjoying herself immensely.

According to Sakura, he was selling himself short. Hiruko did no such thing. Something so simple could always be appreciated regardless, and he'd even been on the receiving end of a few such 'teasing' approaches. "It's nothing like that. That's just the honest truth; it doesn't take much. Well... something like that would take way longer, but sometimes it's all about the show~" he specified. Sakura didn't have much to worry about either way, considering the show she was presently putting on. Considering the restrictions placed on her, performance could still be called exceptional. In fact, Hiruko would wager she had a very specific fetish.

Such an active tongue this girl had; that wasn't even the whole of Hiruko's experience. The fact that Sakura kept pecking the tip of his cock with her lips all but confirmed his suspicions. If not for the fact that he needed a moment to compose himself, Hiruko would have already provided his commentary. Ah, but he would get around to it eventually. "That's some pretty good cock worship there, Sakucchi! I didn't know you had it in you♥~" he said. Hiruko knew her desired result, but even in that, there were questions. The time for that would come soon enough. For now, he was gripping her hair again while pulling himself away just slightly, further limiting the distance she could travel until only his glans was available to her. "I wonder, though. . ."

Hiruko claimed that just rubbing against her face would take longer to accomplish the goal, but also insisted that he wasn't selling himself short. That there was an aspect of showmanship which made some things better than others even if they couldn't fulfill the same goals as quickly as others. She took the logical sentiment and assumed such a thing would only be done for the show part, and not expected to fully be the act itself. Still beyond that there was further confirmation of the human need for visuals. Though she enjoyed watching things herself, the entertainment needs of humans from Gaia were far beyond her own understanding. Perhaps some more normal human exploration would clarify that as well. "Sou ka..." she murmured.

Sakura continued to learn and would keep up the ideations for the near future. Unlike Kakihara, the things Hiruko said could be put into practice for him and anyone else she deemed worthy of her time and effort. The number of people worthy of effort in her case, were quite limited but she could easily count Hiruko as such. He'd already more than proven himself. Speaking of proving himself worthy there was an addition made to Sakura's vocabulary as the term 'cock worship' had never appeared before but now had a place and immediate logical understanding within her head. There was also an amount of praise given by this statement which was oddly gratifying. "Oh? I really do like the way you talk to me, Hirrun♥~" Sakura replied. That was such a pleasant thing on her ears and soul. And then her boundary was moved forward. Just the tip, how teasing. She looked up at Hiruko almost curiously. Whatever he was thinking she wasn't entirely sure, but this sort of limitation would only make her use her tongue more. Once again, a gentle kiss was placed at just the tip. Then her tongue flicked along the opening at the tip of his dick. She prodded it gently before using her mouth and lips to passionately kiss just the tip. Lips, moved in and around it, her tongue lashed and swirled around it her mouth even occasionally opened to allow a warm resting place for it. If one looked at it from the outside, it would almost appear that she was making out with his glans, using it as a replacement for his tongue, appreciating and learning every trace of skin there. Even a gentle flick along the underside which dragged saliva outward into one of those snapping lines was something done. Why? Because it felt most natural and because she liked the sensation.

Once again, Sakura proved herself capable of easily adjusting to limitations. When held to only the very end of his cock, she still managed to deliver an array of sensations that sent tingles through his entire core. Just her tongue would have been enough. Just her lips would have been enough. Hell, just a little bit of suction would have been enough. Sakura didn't settle for 'just enough' however, deciding instead to do just about everything possible. Those moments of shallow sucking would find the taste of champagne gracing Sakura's tongue after only a few additional seconds. It wasn't much by Hiruko's standards, but a dribble was somehow still equivalent to any standard human from this world.

In due time, Sakura's efforts would be receiving repayment... though not in any final way just yet. In fact, Hiruko felt a compulsion that he wasn't going to reject ─ one that was a bit deviant in nature. He palmed Sakura's head, pushing it further inward while she held his glans in her mouth. In doing so, he'd continue until half his total length was buried in her mouth and throat. Ah, but that was well past the mentioned stopping point, wasn't it? What a shame. Someone would have to take the blame for that, and of course... it wasn't going to be him. "Oh no! Looks like you're going past the line, Sakucchi. Punishments might be in order♥~" he teased.

Sakura's current antics were ones she noted as being good. Why? Well there were some very favorable reactions coming from Hiruko. At the very least she got to taste more of whatever delicious flavor was assigned to his body as it leaked from his rod across her taste buds. It would seem though that her ability to perform this act was something much greater than even she realized. As one of those reactions from Hiruko involved him pushing himself deeper into her mouth while she none too casually sucked upon his tip within her mouth. Only when he completed this action did he claim some sort of punishment was in order, teasing though he was, claiming she'd gone past the boundary he'd originally established.

Well, she didn't mind this progress, but didn't think blame should be placed on her. 'Sou ka, if that is the case, he probably should have said he wanted to be in control of me and expected me to hold him to his own rules. Fine,' That's what Sakura thought in a slightly menacing way. Just the same whatever punishment was coming from this she was quite interested to know. The teasing nature of Hiruko's voice didn't imply anything in particular happening. And if this was one way to be the sort of sadist she was, she'd make sure to remember the technique for her later usage. And... exploit those who so frequently didn't say exactly what they meant or claimed not to want the details. Sakura already took minor advantage of indecision... this was a different level of entertaining. She swallowed on the tip of his cock since he decided to delve so deeply. It was his own choice to put it there after all. And then she'd casually begin pulling back against that hand. This was definitely none of her responsibility but... for the sake of her own learning she'd find out what these punishments entailed.

Though it may have been his fault and his prerogative that Sakura went beyond her given limit, Hiruko wasn't going to miss a golden opportunity. Sakura showed so many signs of submission, it was high time he found out what this side of the proverbial fence was really like. Of course, Hiruko first had a bit more enjoyment to get out of her mouth... and her throat, apparently. Indeed, it seemed Sakura had no qualms with the methods he chose ─ even feeding further into the decision by having her throat actively convulse around the tip of his cock as it slid inward. The deep exhale through Hiruko's nose couldn't be stopped. In fact, the same could be said of his effort to slide just a bit deeper in the moment. That didn't last long, though. He felt Sakura pushing against his hand, and thus... it was time to let her go and be free of her mouth for now.

What would Hiruko do with that freedom, though? Well, his idea required a bit of movement. "Hmm, yeah. I know exactly what to do. I saw some stuff I could use upstairs, so I'll bring it down for your... punishment. Keep Shocchi here busy for a minute, alright?" he said. If uninterrupted, Hiruko would be making his way toward the bedroom Shota believed to be his own. All the while, Shota himself was as confused and enraged as he had been since those first few minutes. Those two didn't even have a reason to be continuing for so long, he thought while writhing in that stool.

Hiruko was indeed at fault for the mishap that had so recently happened. Even so, it would be Sakura offering reward to him for breaking his own rules and in turn being punished in someway. She supposed she'd be finding out what that was, but not before extracting a few more moments of pleasure from Hiruko. His push forward had continued with that convulsion of her throat and it seemed he did know exactly what was happening, even when he was only buried at half-mass. That exhale and that gentle forward push were enough to let Sakura know that whatever punishment he came up with, was bound to be interesting. Ah, but first he had to leave to retrieve some items upstairs and he did so after Sakura helped him eject from the depths of her throat. "Hai hai, I'll be waiting for you Hirrun♥!~" Sakura chimed as if she was perfectly fine with a man taking off with his erection in search of items.

In a world without magic she imagined such things were fairly common place. At the idea of keeping Kakihara company that spiteful bubble returned to the core of Sakura's being. She supposed now would be as good a time as any. She turned to him fully looking into his face as he struggled atop that particular stool he was strapped to. He still couldn't speak but that was likely for the best, and while Hiruko was gone she supposed it was time for him to learn why this was something he was being forced to witness. "Kakihara-san, you should calm down and listen very carefully because I was informed quite recently that you misunderstood our arrangement," Sakura said as calmly as if she hadn't been taking the railing of a lifetime even mere moments ago. Whenever she was sure he was listening properly she'd work towards continuing her explanation. "I assume you're very confused and enraged, seeing something like this is probably quite jarring for you. Even if it is still enough to make you horny," she said calmly as if analyzing the full array of someone else's emotional state was a part of her normal behavior. "Still, our arrangement was nothing serious enough for you to be reacting this way, unless of course you misunderstood or planned it to be something different in it in the first place. Perhaps, I wasn't clear enough in my initial explanation," she said while looking at him, her face devoid of any emotion, even that little blush was fading from her face with every passing moment. "I accepted your offers of sex and being taught new things simply because I wished to learn. I wasn't being coy or vying for your attention, you threw yourself at me, and I willingly accepted for my own reasons. Then your explanation of sex friends implied that you knew and understood that such would be a temporary arrangement. A thing of convenience. Like me texting you because none of the others I would have rather tried out were available when I was horny. Or coming here because I have some other issues I needed space and I wanted to see the beach. These were actions of self-indulgence, not indulging you..." she explained clearly. Much like Kaguya had mentioned she kept her observations very much within her own style, nothing she was explaining would have been much different even if she was talking to someone else. "Sex with you was informative, even if you didn't possess the same size and quality of dick that I am truly accustomed to dealing with, Hirrun's closer to what I am used to by far. That being said I hadn't met him yet and learning about sex from you and using you to experiment a bit could have simply been mutually beneficial. You get to have sex with someone who normally wouldn't even look at you twice and I get new information. A completely logical and equivalent exchange," she clarified knowing that her sense of things was off and that he'd even been trying to manipulate her in such a way as to steal her from others was almost foreign as a concept.

"And while I was aware that you were trying to goad reactions out of me, I figured initially that it was mostly an innocent way of you trying to assert yourself. I'd already been perfectly clear with you that I didn't do fake reactions but perhaps you didn't fully understand me then either. What I truly meant was, it is impossible for someone like you to get me to do anything I do not already wish to do. So, all those bits of advice and things you claimed you wanted to see, were all, always going to be used on someone more worthwhile to me. Like all those texts you sent me earlier. I'm sure you enjoyed seeing them play out... as much as I enjoyed showing you the version of me you couldn't achieve, giving that effort someone who was actually worthwhile," she finished explaining the whole of the situation which had been the last few days of their 'friendship' from her own perspective. "And I think, even with you trying and failing to manipulate me into doing things, I might have still forgiven the misunderstanding, and let us end amicably. Sex with you stopped being informative last night, when I fucked you unconscious for the third consecutive time. You don't have the ability or the dick to fuck me all night, and you don't have the attitude or ability necessary to make me even think about submitting. So you have no right to be upset about anything I chose to do. I do not and have never and will never belong to you. We are barely associated with each other, Kakihara-san." Sakura said with an amount of shamelessness which might have made her seem conceited to most, but it was simply the truth. "I figured watching Hirrun and knowing what the rest of the competition actually has to offer would help you understand. There are some things you simply cannot imitate, like Hirrun's speech pattern for instance, it sounds wrong coming from you. It's disingenuous and fake, especially if you know what the real one is like," she explained in brutal detail just the personality differences between them. "But I digress, in truth, making sure you know absolutely how much of nothing you are, is also a matter of self-indulgence for me... and I asked Hirrun to help me, figuring that since you are so keen to imitate him, you should know exactly how bad your imitation looks compared to the real thing," she said and in that moment that aura of murderous intention returned for just a second. Because while Sakura might have excused away any behavior aimed specifically at herself, she didn't like two things about Kakihara Shota, one was his treatment of those who would fall to his manipulation and the other was his badmouthing of Kimura Kazuhiko.

Once Hiruko took his leave of the living room, Shota was left with only Sakura. Perhaps now was the time he'd discover the true meaning of this whole debacle. Perhaps she'd free him and show the true turn of events that was always going to happen ─ one involving her subservience to him as a personal plaything. No, that was not to be. As she looked his way, Sakura appeared far less aroused by each passing moment. Her explanation was long-winded and almost cruel, tearing down one fact after another to unveil the truth behind their entire arrangement. At what point was she not just flirting when she talked about learning and the like? He was supposed to be teaching her the true pleasures of life, that she might escape a useless boyfriend. No... no, there was something else a bit deeper.

One thing Sakura said was odder than anything else. When she shifted to talking about his dick versus Hiruko's, she claimed the latter was... closer to what she knew. Suddenly, it all made sense. She wasn't broken down by him because she was already used to something completely inhuman. Despite all she said, Shota gathered that Sakura was absolutely some street-bound whore with an innocent face and demeanor. If that was her claim, she had to be used to fucking porn actors and freakshows... or perhaps even horses. Yeah, that made sense. Shota had every reason to become more upset as she spoke, whether it was the right reason and interpretation or not. Oh well. He couldn't do more than mumble and struggle anyway, unless Sakura decided to free his mouth. There was also the question of Hiruko's intentions upstairs. What could he be collecting? Time would tell... but he'd also be taking that time to make another brief phone call.

Sakura got to witness something interesting from Kakihara Shota, perhaps the most interesting he'd ever been was in these moments where the truth of their friendship was revealed to him. He became the most honest version of himself, when he realized that he wasn't going to be freed and given the lass who sat on the floor before him. The moment when he thought he made sense of what was happening was the one which should have been a revelation and perhaps if he'd actually looked inward there might have been some form of reprieve. In coming to know everything now was the chance for him to become pensive and reflective. "Sou ka, you figured out that you aren't better than what I have, and now you're judging me. That is a lot of audacity from someone who thought they were taking advantage of me. Doing things like breaking my trust by taking nudes and lewd photos of me without my permission, sharing them with people I didn't give them to and making video recordings without my consent. All while trying to goad me into saying things that built your ego while down talking someone you don't even know," she said remembering moments of his choosing to try and get her to say bad things about Kazuhiko and those being the times she most disliked him. "It's even more audacious that you thought you had the ability to turn me into a mindless sex-slave while offering only the bare minimum physical endowment. You made no other appeals, weren't interested in actually spending time with me or even really getting to know me but you expected a devoted submissive sex partner," she said as calmly as if she fully understood the kind of thoughts going through his mind. She didn't of course, but got the feeling that his thoughts towards her were less than the proper amount of appreciation for her. "I think I fully understand what it is about you I don't like. You are so full of expectations and demands but all you have to bring to the table is dick..." she said. She was ever attentive, watching for every change in his facial expression ever bit of grief. She wouldn't be untying him or listening to him. In truth, she thought he talked too much, with too little to actually say.

At the same time, that phone call Hiruko was making would be answered by a mysterious woman on the other side. She was sitting in a room in a high backed plush chair, her legs crossed at the knee. She was looking over a ledger of some sort, fiddling with a ring necklace with perfectly manicured nails while her almost serpentine pupils constricted. A glance towards the phone wasn't even offered, but a cordial greeting was given just the same, "Hello~" she said in a sultry tone. She'd seen new names on the books and was interested in them, but nothing could be found connected to the duo who'd so randomly appeared on this list. Granted the work which was needed at the time had been completed without upset, so she wouldn't simply jump into business.

Shota didn't have to keep listening to some horse-fucking bitch. Well... sadly, he did, as he couldn't free himself. He had little choice but to hear her prattle on about his alleged worthlessness. He knew he'd gotten her off repeatedly; this was all a load of bullshit. The pictures, she'd even sent to his phone herself. There was a full pornographic film nearing its completion already. All he needed to finish it, was the final farewell from Sakura to that boyfriend of hers. He still had a chance. If need be, all he had to do was take her by force with reckless abandon. Seething, Shota neared the conclusion that she could be broken not by coercion, but with aggression, a hopeless situation, and... perhaps some drugs.

Meanwhile, another phone call of Hiruko's was being answered. He'd reached the bedroom and opened the closet door already to peruse a small collection of bondage tools. While looking through them, that hello from the other side of the call brought a grin to his face. "Say it again, but slower~" he said first. "Konbanwa, Tamacchi. While you keep me stiff as a board by existing, I'm going to need two things. First... I need a restock on tokens sent to the new Diamond Casino. More immediately, I want an expert opinion on leashing, and I'm already an extra favor deep for Kimacchi. That's literal leashing, by the way; I want to add a bit of flair."

The aggression which lay behind Kakihara's expression wasn't something that Sakura would continue to allow. It wasn't even truly by a mechanism of her own control that every bit of menace that Kakihara showed contributed to the karmic debt he was busy accumulating. "You are oddly interesting right now... thinking so many negative things about me while still wanting to fuck me. Those things should contradict each other... but it still it persists. You've been inside me and you were overjoyed about it. You cannot judge me. You were able to peek into my womb, while not a full experience for you, it should have still been a formative memory," Sakura said calmly. "I am going to have to do something about all that aggression aimed towards me, I don't like it. You can't disrespect me and think I'll still be willing to fuck you. It's illogical," Sakura mentioned directly. The longer he stewed the more she was sure he was going to develop into a problematic individual. "I can see it now. Your mind is working but not in a way that is conducive to finding a solution. You should stop. You'll break yourself beyond repair and never attain the place you're seeking," she said. Her eyes had attained a certain eerie glow. She had enough power after processing mana from Hiruko to keep pressing karma on this lad. At this point all the actions of his texts had been completed but the burning happiness of spite hadn't left her yet, which only meant there was more to do. Or maybe she was a sometimes angry drunk? That was possible given her consumption of what was a lot of alcohol and then Hiruko's mana. 'If he stops lashing out, this will end, but... his suffering won't be complete until he can no longer think to aggress me. I suppose I could treat him like the rapists in the alley... I should have the ability to apply something like that without touching him by now,' she thought actively. And with that in mind, she began working on a rather complex bit of magic, one which would write itself not only into him in the moment, but into the child she was working on. All the threads coming off the lad were things of bonding, and their colors were several reds tied into blacks and extending outward. Kakihara had quite a few enemies in this world, but those reds were more interesting. The magic she applied seemed to delve into something like what was put between Kazuhiko and Miko. Except not a matter of friendship but instead a matter of interference. Though she couldn't see her own, she already didn't have to worry about it, as both Hiruko and Kazuhiko could stand between them. Now though... another was being formed to shield others from him, but as with all things, decisions had to be made before such things would be fully enacted. For spite to trail this young man he had to keep thinking the way he was. Perhaps... he could change. Hiruko maintained it as a thought.

Speaking of Hiruko he was flirting on the phone for the umpteenth time in a single day. The woman on the other end of this line, couldn't help the smirk that spread across her face, as she heard his initial demand. Would she be replying? Well, yes, she didn't know what this call was for just yet, "Hellloooo♥!~" she flirted unabashedly. Soon after she had it confirmed that the man was indeed, ready for sex but the rest of his words implied that he was quite busy. "Oh? Way to get a lady's hopes up~" she complained lightly. Still, his desire for more tokens made sense by her own approximation, he did have two new names on the roster of the Casino after all. "That desire of tokens wouldn't happen to have something to do with these two new names I see, are you scheming without me, again?" she asked almost teasingly but the young had to amuse themselves and she wasn't one to be upset over such things. Still there was a certain interest in any individual who caught Hiruko's eye, he couldn't expect to keep them all to himself. Still there was news of immediate needs regarding leashing. "Intriguing... I didn't take you as a pet owner. Must be interesting walking on the other side," she commented almost absently. "As for leashing, make sure it's a good quality human collar, dog ones don't have built in safety so you could accidentally strangle someone or break their necks if it isn't treated with care. Depending on the flexibility of your pet, a short to mid-length chain would be good with arms or legs bound as long as they have a good bit of balance. If you want to make a true show of it... placing the collar and attaching the leash or one of those chained harnesses as a matter of punishment or reward are applicable. Getting the pet to accept it happily or as a matte of humiliation is a preference thing, but I can trust you to decide which would be best in your situation. Just make sure there isn't too much tug room, and that the collar has at least two fingers of space so normal breathing and other mouth and throat related activities can be performed without issue, don't want anyone accidentally hanging or choking themselves~" she said with a general rundown. "Oh, and be very clear with the rules if you plan to be a good pet owner. Even if they don't act like a full animal... there is a certain implied trust in someone else to be controlled that much physically..." she said. "And if the show is for someone else, not the pet, make sure everything being done whether punishment or reward is fully vocalized that part can be soul crushing, but it creates some of the ripest memories," she explained. "Does that work for you?" she asked at the end. It was always odd receiving such calls from him, but she would always provide him information and for the most part they had an agreed upon price.

Strangely enough, Sakura spoke as if she could tell precisely what went on in Shota's mind. She'd done that sort of thing before; it was another of those weird traits she seemed to have. No matter; it wasn't like much would come of him being easily read in the moment anyway. They weren't done with one another. Yes, he'd been overjoyed during their time... but so was she, obviously. Nothing Sakura said or did could dissuade him from believing in the reasons for her constant returns. At the end of the day, she'd be texting him again just like before, sending sultry images to his phone for a singular purpose. In fact, he'd soon enough have images worth sending to someone else. She'd be cum-bathed and smiling about it, sending that picture out of her own volition to show someone else who needed to know who she was having a better time with. Yes, he'd have to put forth a bit more effort next time to match what he'd been seeing recently, but... that could be done. Sakura would be the one broken beyond repair. However he made that happen was yet to be determined; he'd have to consider the options upon getting free.

While Shota schemed, Hiruko did the same for different purposes. Hearing that woman on the other end of the line give that extended greeting, he inhaled deeply and throbbed in the open air. She claimed he was getting her hopes up, but only so much of that could be happening once a conversation started. "Keep talking slow; you're keeping something else up. You're making me want to come back home even sooner♥~" he flirted. As for the two new names she was witnessing in connection to the Diamond Casino... well... "Three. Robin, Briar, and... Passionlip," he claimed, having nothing to say about his alleged scheming. Regarding the leashing matter, there was much to be said. She spoke of collar design, purpose, applicable techniques... even leash length and rule deliverance for multiple purposes. All the while, Hiruko was using one hand to scan the contents of the closet. "Ho? That's experience at its finest. You haven't been thinking of experiencing things from the other side, have you? I just found a nice little number that'd look good with your handcuffs. You know I've been testing this stuff out for a bit now~" he said while still planning something for Sakura. What he pulled out was a collar of the wider variety that would cover a neck like hers in full, and already had an attached leash he figured would reach her legs if left hanging. "Or is Lady Jade too bougie now to be turned-on by experimental ideas?"

The longer Kakihara remained in silent thought about his future plans for Sakura the more current ones she gained. He had no idea how much she was able to understand of his desires and how much she would make him receive. 'At this point, Hirrun should have let me kill him... he might have had a shot at not being punished through his next life,' she thought almost absently. Ah but this world didn't understand death, reincarnation and karma the way the other side did. Well, even the other side didn't fully understand it. "Every time you think something like that... it gets added to the other side, but I suppose humans are visual creatures. You may have to witness it multiple times to get the point. You don't have the soul for true conquest..." Sakura thought aloud. 'There won't be bending, only breaking...' Sakura thought. She was willing to mete out punishment but not at the complete cost of a new life, she'd make sure no karma applied to her newest child when he acted as its agent. Just the same more nails were being driven into the proverbial coffin. In her own opinion this particular experiment was almost worthless as its outcome seemed to be assured, she'd been having fun lately with the unexpected so results that played out normally were almost boring. There was an abject bit of disinterest in her face after she came to the realization that this man was on a path he likely didn't have the sense to turn back from, it was bad enough that he was living as pet while playing at being the owner, but he didn't even understand that outside of his own small bubble, he was becoming more feeble by the moment. The closer her creation came to being finished, the smaller he'd become. And that didn't even count what was going to happen when Hiruko returned. Still, Sakura saw this as a plus, at least by her own logic, she could save quite a few from interactions with him.

At the same time, Hiruko was flirting shamelessly on the phone. What was he saying now? She was making him want to come home sooner. "Oh is that right? Are you buttering me up?" she asked playfully. He always did such things, but it was almost normal to his speech at this point. Apparently there were three new names, Robin, Briar and... Passionlip. That last one wasn't on the current list so that must be his new... pet. "Sou ka, what an interesting set of names... I do wonder how a few of them came about~ And nothing to say about scheming, for shame~" she said in a manner most teasing. Still she had information for him and shared it. It seemed that he found it useful and was still rather apt to flirt just the same, "No, it isn't a thought of mine, submitting without the right gain isn't a normal thought for me," she mentioned cheekily. "Still, I am not opposed to a new idea, as long as there is more in it for me~" she specified. A person like her, was always looking to reap more rewards than she put into something. "Willing to make another deal... I wonder?"

At this point, Shota was considering that Sakura was simply some crazy person. Hearing her talk about some 'other side' and call him human as if she wasn't one herself, he couldn't think anything else. Oh well. Nothing she said was of any importance either way. Whatever she was getting at, Shota was too busy having a completely different train of thought. He wasn't making eye contact while she spoke; he was glaring up and down her body, thinking what a simultaneous shame and blessing that such a bombshell could be a nutcase. Well, at least he could appreciate the visuals for now. Everything else would continue stewing in his mind until there was time to strike, whatever way that happened. Ah, but Shota was already mumbling through that cloth. For all the talking Sakura did, she would have made more of a point by bending over to show that meaty ass. It may not have been the point she was trying to make, but it would have been a preferred one Shota considered more important. Of course, he couldn't even realize what point that truly would have made. . .

While Shota remained in the prelude to a terrible time, Hiruko was having an even better experience today. Maybe he was buttering up the woman called Jade. If that was the case... he was sure it was effective enough. "Who wouldn't butter you up? If it works for you, I'll rub butter or whatever else on you. I know there's one thing I wouldn't mind putting on that body~" he said shamelessly. Hiruko would continue to avoid the topic of scheming. Of course he was doing exactly that, as always, but there were more important things to address. Perhaps most important for the tail end of their conversation was Jade's question... about a deal. She wasn't naturally fit for the submissive role ─ that much he knew. Even so... everything, and everyone, had a price. If he had the right chips, Hiruko could place a wager. The thing about Hiruko was... his chips were always in play. "I'm always willing to deal, Tamacchi. I'll even raise you one. You already know something else I'm hoping for when this call is over♥~"

There was an interesting thing happening. Sakura had the understanding of the mentality possessed by Kakihara even without the finer details. She knew he wouldn't fully be able to process the things she was saying, but he also wasn't truly trying. No, he was content to think she was just saying things, that there was something off about her and thus she was the problem. "Sou ka, still haven't learned that basic lesson, when I am talking I say exactly what I mean," she said almost confused. Literally he was adding to his own punishments as enforced by karma and her with every derogatory thought he had of her. And he wasn't even trying to see the magic happening right in front of his eyes, too busy was he being distracted by her body. "You want something to look at... alright," she balanced effortlessly, rising from her knees and turning around on the spot. The camera of her phone still pointed in such a way that she could see him and the camera could also see her. But that wasn't important in the moment. No... because what Kakihara Shota would be witnessing was that massive and glorious ass possessed by Sakura with that tiny thong slid out of the way still, but also the show of what Hiruko had actually accomplished. She'd processed so much of his mana, to refuel herself and her unborn magically, still there was extra. Even after burning away a large quantity of it... it was dripping down her folds in an almost foamy consistency. It would seem as if multiple people had been ejaculating within the girl for several hours. "Does this make it better for you?" she wondered as a point of genuine curiosity, she looked over her shoulder dispassionately wondering what sorts of things would be added to his punishment after he witnessed this. Where would his mind go?

Meanwhile, if one asked any of the women in contact with Hiruko to describe him in three words, one of the overlaps would probably always be, shameless. Jade as she was called, was certain of this as she heard the man offer to rub butter or something else on her if she wanted. How easily he twisted words to find himself with a giggling woman at the other end of the phone, "Tehehe~ You keep talking to me like that and you won't make it home to see me~" she flirted right back. Of course, she would always be in such a mood. She always enjoyed watching his schemes play out and more so than that, was interested in his developments, and what sorts of fruits they would leave to be harvested. Beyond this point, her interest or lack there of, in becoming the opposite side of her normal arrangement was something they could technically talk about. She was well past the point of power flexing just for the sake of it, her own maturity came with an understanding of her growing motivations, whatever they entailed. As for what he was hoping for at the end of this call, she was aware of a certain hobby this man had. And while it was initially a thing of concern, he was probably one of the most trustworthy individuals with sensitive information she'd ever met. "Yes, we are all aware of your hobby. I am still willing to indulge... we can talk the details of the rest later. Any idea how many more tokens you'll be needing?" she asked of him playfully. If three had already been given away she wondered what kind of subsect he was truly working on.

What Sakura meant by her words wasn't Shota's concern. He only had to worry about what he'd eventually be doing to that spectacular body he now had eyes full of. Little did Shota realize, he'd soon be getting an even fuller view as Sakura rose and turned, showing the full roundness of her ass and... an impossible amount of jizz leaking out after that recent bout with Hiruko. Shota's eyes were wide open. She looked as if she'd recently been on the receiving end of a gangbang. As infuriating as that was to see, Shota's mind was far from positive. He found himself staring at her asshole, thinking it may have been the only remaining way to establish his position. Everything else had been sullied. If he was going to make a move, his target was simple... but why did it seem almost like she was reading his mind?

A threat from Jade implied some loss of ability to reach home. Hiruko scoffed jokingly. There were a few possible implications in that threat, and he found all of them interesting. "Ho? I wonder how you plan on making that happen. Actually... I might make it a dare~" he replied without hesitation. Holding a small bundle of items including that collar, Hiruko figured it was time to meander his way downstairs. Of course, he'd be taking his sweet time until this phone call ended. It seemed things were leaning in his favor, as they tended to. "Details later, eh? That's dangerous coming from you, but I'll bite ─ literally if you want. Anyway, I think a lucky seven tokens will be more than enough. I might be using at least a few more in the next week or so. With what I've got left, I'll run out by Wednesday."

It became obvious a while before now, to Sakura that Kakihara Shota wasn't a respecter of women. That being said, not listening when someone was giving obvious information was an amount of stupidity her home wouldn't have abided. Killed or cast out... someone like Kakihara Shota would have found himself rather swiftly. Ah, but that wasn't the point currently. Sakura prodded his psyche with her actions and found his plan within moments. The evidence that she'd found satisfaction within her womb in a way he couldn't provide was enough for him to abandon that as a thought. He'd seen how far down her throat she'd taken Hiruko as well... so his last bastion of hope was her ass. Interesting, she had a certain weakness related to that, but that was a matter of her physiology and her own formative experiences. "Sou ka, you think my ass is your way in. You could give up your entire life within and still not do what you're thinking of," she said clearly. "Ah, well, that isn't entirely fair... you did succeed at showing me something new when you used your tongue. That was an experience I honestly enjoyed. I suppose that could be called your shining achievement," she said giving it some good consideration. "Though I did consider someone else might be capable of the same or better. Perhaps a bit more study is in order," she said aloud. She was being quite honest. Either Hiruko or Kazuhiko could likely accomplish something very similar. Actually, Hiruko poking around that area had been quite entertaining... perhaps she could ask for it as a reward, or a punishment there was still quite a few hours left and now that Kakihara's focus had been on her...there were a few things left to do, to finish this less than amicable separation.

At the same time, the flirting between Hiruko and Jade didn't seem like it'd be stopping anytime soon. A dare was in order after an amount of curiosity about how Jade would keep him from making it home. "A dare? How interesting... I might take it and leave it a surprise~" she said playfully. The truth of the matter was, Jade's informants said there was quite a bit going on in Osaka. Popping in to check on things and scout was far from the worst thing she could do. Besides, it wasn't as if she was barred from the city or anything like that. Apparently, the details coming later was dangerous but he'd bite, literally. "I don't know how I'd feel about that, but I'll keep it in mind~" she said seemingly amused by the entire situation. Beyond that seven tokens were needed by Hiruko and she should have expected something like that. "Sounds like a busy week coming up, but I'll make sure you get what you need. Yes, your hobbyist photo included~" she added at the end. Of course, she hoped he continued to have fun, whatever these new people did to attract his attention, she'd be sure to have a look at them later.

One thing was certain: Sakura knew more of Shota's mental processes than she should have. While he was thinking of claiming her ass, she was aware. How? Well, it didn't matter. She admitted to the pleasure gained from his use of tongue against her rear. With that knowledge, he had a certain chance. If she thought someone could do more than that, she was surely wrong. One chance to toy with her ass again, and he'd have her wrapped around his finger soon enough. No one could do better than a motivated Shota. He writhed in that stool, as if to demand an opportunity to prove his point right then and there.

All the while, it seemed Hiruko's little dare was received well. Whatever surprise Jade had in store was one he looked forward to. "You surprise me, I'll surprise you. You know this house they set up has some modifications I didn't even think to ask for. I might learn some new fun things long before I get back~" he suggested. With that, it seemed he had everything necessary in the works... apart from a few things that simply weren't possible at present. If nothing else though, he'd at least be seeing something to keep him busy soon ─ besides Sakura whenever he reached the living room again. "A very busy week. But, that's how I like it. When it's all over, maybe I'll take a vacation. You've got one saved up too, don't you? Maybe luck will strike, and they'll overlap~"

An interesting thing was happening behind Sakura. She found herself watching the physical reaction to her words and it seemed that Kakihara Shota had reached a certain decision. Her honest assessment of her experience with him licking her ass, was enough to see him aggressively shaking on that stool. That desire in him was rather strong, he wanted to prove himself, he wanted to break her though the use of his tongue. He really thought he could, "Hm, that is definitely a positive response or a visceral one. You think you can prove yourself because I didn't speak negatively of that experience. That's what you're doing with that information," she said almost inquisitively. Still she remained in the same position just looking at him absently. "But it's a singular experience, with nothing else to compare it to... there are a lot of variables to consider," she mused. These were her true understandings of the moment, of course, she still had no intention of freeing this lad just to have him lick her ass. Nor did she truly want him within her personal space as such anymore. It was just an interesting point to realize that there was something he did that she enjoyed as a singular experience. Doing it more and with other people might allow her a bit more understanding which was how her mind worked. She also still understood Kakihara's underlying motivations weren't truly positive, he was simply clinging to the idea that he could have her, when she'd already told him that wouldn't be happening again.

Meanwhile Jade and Hiruko continued a bit of playful banter while the latter worked his way back towards the living room. "Oh I know it has quite a few things in it that weren't in its original design, though I am not sure what they are in their entirety. Perhaps I will surprise you then... see what you've been up to~" she said as a flirtation that seemed almost too open for interpretation. He proposed a dual vacation of sorts, well... not directly. "Overlapping time off... hmm, something like that might be arranged. I guess we'll have to wait and see if you're that lucky~" she claimed in an almost serious manner. Of course, she could do anything she wanted, whenever she wanted, but it was always interesting to have these sorts of conversations with the young man known as Daikichi Hiruko. "Goodnight. I'll check in with you later~" she offered as a parting sentiment.

Did Shota think he could prove himself based on that little mention? Of course he did! Any success was a shot at something greater; all he had to do was make the push. Ah, but how could he manage it? Restrained as he was, there were no efforts that could put him in the right position. So long as Sakura saw fit to leave him in place, he could do nothing before Hiruko's eventual return. He had to think. In doing so, mention of lacking comparisons from Sakura made Shota believe she intended to offer Hiruko the chance he should have. That couldn't stand. Shota jerked forward again, as if challenging. She thought wrong if she believed that one time was enough. The second opportunity was always the moment of true victory; of this, Shota was certain.

As one might expect, Jade already knew this beach mansion had some customizations against the original design. Alas, she didn't have the full list of alterations. That did bode well for Hiruko, who thought to make use of them whenever possible. Excited as he was for the possible exploration with Jade, that would have to wait for at least several days. For now, he had something immediately exciting to deal with. All things that needed discussing between Jade and himself had been addressed, and with that, she bid him farewell. "Check in whenever you like, Tamacchi. You know I'll always get back to you♥~" he said as the call reached its end.

Kakihara Shota was surprisingly honest as an individual when stressed. Sakura could easily piece together his mindset based solely on his desire, physical movement and reaction to the words she spoke. Even now, with just the idea that Sakura might be looking for a second experience he seemed to be challenging her to let him try. Perhaps she would have even respected this response... if several variables were different. "Hm? You think the opportunity of my second such experience is yours," she said studying his face. Her own thoughts processing all the information she was able to take in. "Thinking like that is odd. I've already said I am not interested in more sexual experiences with you," she said thoughtfully. It was obvious that she always intended to use what she learned from him elsewhere. Perhaps if his personality was different it might have gone differently, but they hadn't. He'd been trying to do something she couldn't allow and she had to allow him to learn the consequences of his negativity towards someone she truly adored.

At the same time, Jade was saying her final words to Hiruko. He'd always come back to her... that much was always the truth, since she'd known the lad he was a constant within her life. "Oh I know~" she said about his always coming back. Interesting that he was this type of person, but she was fully happy to indulge him a bit. Here and now she'd be doing just that. After the line cut off she'd be sending him an image. One of her sitting atop a white almost sofa using her phone's timer function to take a picture of her as an upshot barefoot in her lingerie with her clothes half hanging off her arms. She still hand on several pieces of golden jewelry around her thighs and ankles. She remained wearing that characteristic hat in front of a large window giving her a glowing halo effect within the light cast from the window. A bit of black lace lingerie showing off her form where nothing about the shot was truly lewd only a hint at something more including an almost upskirt view of her bottom and covered folds. Such an image was completed by a gentle blush on her face. Yes, that would do nicely. But... as if someone else had become aware of something, the woman called Makima was rather suddenly annoyed. "Come, lay down on the floor and take this picture." she said easily. Why? Well, she was currently squatting in high heeled shoes, her pants skin tight to boot. Such a picture would be taken for the purpose of.... pulling a certain leash.

Sakura was quite adamant about having no further interactions with him. There was a grand opportunity slipping through Shota's fingers. She wouldn't take his challenge. Shota believed her line of thought was leading to a lost cause. If she wanted her entire world turned upside-down, she'd have freed his mouth at least. It was her loss if a chance was never given, but Shota wouldn't just take that loss upon himself either. Endlessly did he struggle against those bindings, believing even a few seconds would have him well on his way. If only he could create that opportunity. Well, he'd certainly be trying to, leaning forward as much as possible in an attempt to reach Sakura's ass... even with a gag in his mouth.

While Shota struggled and Hiruko descended the stairs, someone else was being ordered to a different sort of descent. A young man with medium-length black hair in a topknot, sporting a black suit and tie was addressed by Makima briefly after a summoning. The strangest of requests was made for him to lower himself... and not for the usual reason. She wanted him to take some sort of picture... why? Hayakawa Aki was the male's name. He'd been somewhat recently brought into the Wardens organization, a former yakuza member himself. He was a criminal, a murderer, and now... an on-call photographer? Well, one didn't simply say 'no' to Makima. As such, Aki was soon lowering himself to the floor, phone in hand. "That's a... hai. How should I take it?" he wondered. He already understood that, when dealing with Makima, it was best if one adhered to any and every minor detail she desired. Aki wasn't exactly prepared to have someone cleaning up his body after something as simple as a photograph.

Kakihara Shota was struggling and though Sakura quite enjoyed watching people squirm, this didn't give her the same sort of pleasure she normally took from such things. Maybe it was simply because the restraints weren't her own, or maybe it was because she was a sexual sadist and this was only satisfying in an purely domineering way. Watching as this young man's mind tried and he physically struggled to try and impose himself on her from the distance she currently maintained was different for her than such things normally were. It was a different sort of learning experience, seeing him get so worked up even after she told him he wouldn't be getting another opportunity to touch her. "Gagged, bound and told no... still a struggle. That would almost be admirable, if I didn't know how selfish your desire was," she said taking a single step towards her own fore. She put more space between them even with her arms bound but continued to watch. Just a step, watching him struggle to reach her was amusing but not in the sexual way she usually found struggles. No now, it simply felt like purely satisfying to see... perhaps she'd work that in too. The trial and error was good for learning experiences. She knew that by her own failed experiences.

All the while the picture of Jade would be sent to Hiruko's phone and another man was answering a summons to take a picture. Like most who dealt with the woman known as Makima he'd already learned not to ask the wrong questions when she made a demand of him. No, instead he was simply figuring out the details to avoid any negative flack. "It'd be best if you laid on your back. I need an upward angle. It should include my entire body, shoes and all. It must be flattering." she explained of her desire. Once he was in the proper place she'd lower her hips quite a bit. In those tight black pants it seemed like they were near bursting as her curves filled out the room within them completely. Her own hands were found at the sides of her hips. The lines of her body and clothes were as perfect as she could make them from her own angle and she looked over her shoulder down at the man. There was a set of rings in her eyes which seemed to be gently glowing, but obviously that was a trick of the light. "Take the picture and then show me," she ordered as calmly as she did everything else.

Shota remained with an eyeful of Sakura's unmentionables, sullied as half of the sight was. He had to get there; he had to prove himself supreme. If anyone was going to lay claim to that purple bombshell bitch in the future, it had to be him! As she took a step away, nothing changed. Shota continued thrusting himself forward until the stool scooted with him. With a bit of care behind those movements, he managed to avoid tipping over. Alas, using enough force to move forward at all was possibly a bit costly. He'd accidentally scoot forward a bit too much... so much that his nose would be the thing reaching Sakura's anus, and his gagged mouth would be just shy of reaching that outpour of semen. It was by sheer stroke of luck that he managed to avoid that disgusting occurrence. . .

Meanwhile, Hiruko was receiving an image of one he hadn't physically seen in... a bit longer than he'd like. Jade was on the shorter list of people who managed to take images that were elegant in nature, but just the right side of sultry to arouse. That would keep him going even as he walked through the house toward the living room. Ah, but that wasn't the only stroke of luck happening. Elsewhere in Osaka, something else was being set up. Aki, told to lie on his back, acquiesced without hesitation. He stretched across the floor perpendicular to Makima, turning his upper body sideways just enough to aim the camera. In doing so, he became blinded by a veritable dump truck full of ass that was barely kept in check by a pair of pants. How was he supposed to focus on taking a good picture of that? He couldn't even focus enough to keep the blood from rushing to his dick! This job was somehow stupid and wonderful all at once, but... Aki would sigh and angle the camera for an all-inclusive photo. From a bit of the floor beneath those red soles, all the way to a bit of ceiling right over Makima's hair, the end result was... somehow still mostly ass. Aki took an extra moment to review the snap, realizing he could even see the curves of Makima's crotch through those tight slacks. Was he supposed to be looking? He didn't even know if that was a punishable offense. Either way, the phone was soon extended toward Makima. "Uh... there. I don't know if 'flattering' is the word I'd use for it, but... I think it's a good shot."

Watching Kakihara struggle was indeed an amusement, but his lack of physical ability and balance were becoming obvious as Sakura looked at him. Even as she stepped forward he was still apt to 'claim' her. He wanted so badly to take her from someone else that he hadn't even realized this wasn't possible. And beyond that he was willing to put himself in harms way to try. It was illogical to Sakura especially when she'd already told him no. "This isn't going to go the way you want it to," she said noticing him rocking forward. He'd end up face first in her rear, his nose reaching her anus and his face barely avoiding the spillage she'd let him see. "Actions have consequences. I told you I wasn't interested in you touching me again and I meant it," she said as deadpan as she'd been talking to him all day. He thought himself lucky to have avoided the spillage of fluids from her core, she thought he desired to be stuck with the taste and potency of it. Her hips shifted backwards against him. Luck had no place here. With enough force to soak his gag in the foaming mixture of Hiruko's spilt ejaculate. And then another step forward would leave the other man once again out of reach of her, but with a parting gift of Hiruko's fluids on his gag. Something about that was oddly satisfying in the way it fed Sakura's sadism and a small smile appeared on her face.

While Hiruko received a sexy picture from Jade, another was being taken and then offered for review to Makima. The woman had made some very simple but very specific demands and the most interesting thing about the pet called Aki was his ability to do exactly as he was told. This little yakuza convert was actually quite amusing as he acted within the confines of Makima's demands. She knew there was a certain fear involved in his life, after finding out how easily Makima would kill people for disobeying her or even displeasing her in the slightest. Oddly enough when that picture was taken she looked at it for several seconds. Her head tilted left, and then right. He said he wouldn't call it flattering but it was good. Makima for her part in this looked down at this man's body directly at his bulging erection and a small approving noise escaped her. "Hm. It seems like you think it's good as well. Send it to Hi-pyon." That was it. All she had to say was that such a picture should be sent to a specific contact in her phone. And then she'd stand with her hand out-stretched waiting for phone to be placed back into her hand after said instruction was followed.

Sadly for Shota, there was no avoiding the taste of another man's spunk. He initially believed Sakura was pushing back against his face because the impact of his nose was effective. Alas, that was not the case. The cloth in his mouth was soaked in spunk ─ the taste of which quickly made its way directly onto Shota's tongue. He would have gagged immediately, but... he was gagged. All of that struggle was redirected, becoming an effort to remove the gag from his mouth. Sadly, that only made things worse in time. Worse still, Sakura was now out of reach again.

Meanwhile, things were only getting better for Hiruko... but not for Aki. With his current erect state, he would have hoped for some lucky gratification... if he didn't think even hoping would be some sort of offense. He'd have to settle for that little noise passing Makima's lips when she discovered his erection; it didn't sound like something of disgust. Yes, that would be good enough. With that, Aki lifted himself off the floor while Makima returned the phone to him. As he was to send it to whomever 'Hi-pyon' was, he did so without question... only to stare down into Makima's open hand while returning her phone. "Hai. It's sent," he said as a moment of eye contact was made. It seemed Aki would be quickly averting his gaze for some reason or another. "Is there anything else?" he wondered.

All the while, Hiruko was paused in the hallway by another received message. Assuming it was a follow-up from Jade, he opened his phone and appeared surprised immediately. This was the second image from Makima in one day, and... what an image it was. It felt almost like there was a greater purpose to the picture ─ one he'd be questioning via text. "Thinking about me that much? What's the occasion?" he sent. Moments later, Hiruko was quietly walking toward Sakura while she looked away, toward Shota. With utmost nonchalance and not a word spoken, he'd be clipping that collar around her neck.

Makima had a man take a picture of her from a ridiculous angle, then used that same man to... send the picture. Makima all the while studied one of her newer pets. He seemed to have gained enough from seeing what she did, to avoid looking her in the eye while standing. He also did as he was told without question and didn't ask her any unnecessary questions. She found that to mean he'd been properly broken in. Did she require anything else from him? "Good boy. Nothing else. Leave." she said such a limited number of words after her phone was returned, but for many not ending up dead was likely one of the best things to happen. Granted, he had a raging boner given what he'd just seen, she'd leave him to deal with that as he would. She still didn't know if she cared to have sex with him, and she was far from sexually frustrated enough just to try it. No, she simply waited for the secondary text which she knew would follow such a picture being sent. She went back to her seat, watching the screen almost impatiently.

Meanwhile. Kakihara thought he'd gotten a reaction out of Sakura, but instead what he received was a punishment in the form of tasting another man's spunk. "Sou, can you taste it or are you just upset because it's in your mouth?" she wondered as a point of genuine curiosity. While she continued to watch him and try to figure out the nature of the answer to her question... Hiruko was returning. Though not before he sent a text message which Makima was reading with a smile and formulating a reply to all the while, Sakura found herself with a collar around her neck rather suddenly while she was studying the face of Kakihara Shota. "It's just a treat." that was her reply no special occasion or anything of the sort was necessary. Meanwhile, Sakura rotated her neck as she finally stood, straight. "Oh? I wasn't expecting something like this... is this my punishment?" she asked curiously.

After all that, Aki was told there was nothing more required of him. Some may have been bothered, but he believed Makima was best dealt with in short bursts, regardless of the reason. The less of his presence she required, the less he had to be concerned about. That annoying stiffness in his pants was an issue he could, and would, always deal with later. No further words were spoken by the man once he was instructed to leave. Discussion was not to be had with Makima; he believed that firmly. As such, he simply... left.

During that time, Hiruko checked his phone once more. Just a treat, Makima claimed that picture was. How ridiculous; that woman didn't know what a simple gift was in Hiruko's opinion. Regardless, he'd take it as part of the collection. Once that was done, he was putting his phone aside and watching as Sakura rise to a standing position. He didn't know exactly what she'd been doing with Shota, but he didn't care either. A collar was quite appealing on the purple-haired girl; he could get used to this sort of thing. Was it her punishment? Well, it was certainly connected. "Not entirely. I figured it was in my best interest to make a proper pet out of you. It's something I've been meaning to try lately, and you seem like the perfect target. That's your punishment; you have to be my pet now," he said, grabbing Sakura's leash right against the collar itself. He tugged, gently yet forcefully, bringing her face closer to his while staring deeply into her eyes, almost challengingly. "You'll accept, right? I mean... you did go past the limit, after all~"

At the end of that little endeavor Makima had answered an odd itch she'd developed and she'd gotten a bit of knowledge about her newer pet's tool. Perhaps the next time she found herself in need of amusement she'd call him to see what he was capable of. Well, that wouldn't be something which happened now, no... she had a more appropriate pet coming to visit soon and she was the one in control. Nothing would come between her and that one, she knew this was the best scenario. This was especially true given how unsatisfactory she generally found trying to replace that particular young man.

While Makima thought over her favorite pet, Sakura was suddenly being introduced to the more self-serving nature of Hiruko. Odd, this man was kind but had seemed a bit distant initially. When he returned from the other room he claimed that the collar currently around her neck was only part of her punishment. In his time away he'd decided she was a good target to be made into a pet. This was interesting to hear him say. Kakihara had wanted something similar out of her, but wouldn't have been able to get it. But soon enough she was being pulled by that collar and looking up into rather dazzling eyes. Would she accept because she went past the line? No. Still, that challenging aura and the sensations she got from him being so close said she'd agree with him. "Sou ka, an astute observation and honestly self-serving..." she mused a small smirk coming to her face. "I like that from you, Hirrun..." she admitted feeling that arousal return to her in an instant and forgetting all about Kakihara again in the moment. A meal worth eating, a deal worth taking and... a connection worth making. Sakura had been told the pervious day that being raised in Munetsuchi meant she didn't know about denial of desires. And Miko had been right. "I'll be your pet. Please treat me well, Hirrun♥!~" Another bit of relief occurred in the depths of Sakura's soul, like that karma was still being answered. More so than that, a certain acceptance occurred and beneath that collar a glowing bit of magic began to appear. It likely was only a shadow, but eventually it would be magically visible at least to Hiruko himself.

As Hiruko stared endlessly into Sakura's face, he awaited her answer. In the beginning, it seemed to be going in a rather positive direction. She first spoke of his demeanor again. Afterwards, Sakura very easily accepted a deal that most would think long and hard about. She did have the demeanor of one with no sense of self-preservation... but Hiruko didn't think that was truly the case. No, he'd say she was far more calculating than most could give her credit for.

Even so, certainty had to be achieved. Hiruko would be seeking that certainty while pulling downward on that closely-held leash, seeming to urge her into kneeling again. This time however, he'd be bending at the waist to effectively lower with her. "That was quick. You should know I take my deals very seriously, Sakucchi. It's a very demanding position. If I say kneel, you may as well open your mouth and get ready to start sucking. If I say bend over, you may as well open up. You know, stuff like... if I pat my lap, you occupy it in some way. Some regular niceties sent my way are expected too. I'm a pretty reasonable guy, so I'll give a little wiggle room~" he explained. Hiruko had reason to believe Sakura already understood part of the whole 'pet' arrangement, at least in theory. She was mostly playing that role already ─ that being the primary reason Hiruko even had the idea. "So... is that still your answer? I think we both want to know~" he continued as if to reference Shota, who seemed lost as an abandoned pup. While awaiting Sakura's answer, Hiruko even extended his free hand toward Sakura's face, two fingers outstretched in front of her lips.

Sakura had no problems making the agreement to be a pet belonging to Hiruko, mostly because they'd already had the conversation about what she did and did not consider to be sexual activity. With that part out of the way she was almost certain his care in this case wasn't anything to fear. Ah, but it seemed that despite his self-serving antics, he still had quite a few things to clear up, she was lowered to her knees which she accepted with a fair bit of ease. She continued looking up at the man who bent down a bit to look at her as well. The amount of eye contact between them never stopped. Unlike Kakihara, Hiruko had a full amount of clarification to make about what he did and didn't expect from her if she accepted this deal.

Sakura didn't break eye contact with him, his explanation was something she was curious about. Given that he'd felt the need to stop and question her properly she thought it might be something ridiculous included in the ideations. But no, he implied he simply wanted sexual gratification from her when he demanded it and though she understood now that humans found those kinds of acts debasing, she was a goddess. And his was a tool she placed in the top one percent. In fact, if she didn't already have someone she was attached to, she would call him the best possible option for her. "Well, as long as your wiggle room acknowledges that there is someone else I will always answer to... I can still agree to being your pet, Hirrun." she said clearly. "All you said sounds like fun to me♥~" she claimed in all honesty. Her second favorite option was still the best option in most situations, she didn't even know if Kazuhiko would ever fully have this kind of attitude, so she could easily have this one and him for their own separate but equal reasons. She was raised by a woman who did something similar she felt not shame in her actions. And there was the fact that making herself Hiruko's pet was absolutely something she do, to answer the spite and karma she was using to cuck Kakihara Shota with. She was sure he was interested in her answer, to know that she absolutely wouldn't ever be his by any meaning of the word. And she could easily see herself answering to this one, before her other pick ups, just not before Kazuhiko.

Even as Hiruko listed demands he expected her to meet under the current arrangement, Sakura seemed entirely complacent to everything. In fact, it could be said that she was meeting his challenge, desiring it before any words were spoken, and even... perhaps thinking it was all to be expected anyway. The one stipulation she had was that another came before him. Given the way her friends behaved, he could expect as much. Oh well; Hiruko considered himself lucky just to receive an agreement regardless. "Ho? I shouldn't be surprised someone laid claim to you before I showed up. It doesn't matter. I was in a similar situation once," he mused absently, yet to give a proper response. When he did, it was something of a trademark statement for Hiruko the eternal gambler. "Bet♥~"

Now that an agreement had been established, Hiruko took it upon himself to press those two fingers against Sakura's bottom lip, fully intending to slide them into her mouth while his grip on that leash tightened slightly. Shota was aghast by the display in front of him. How was it so easy? Something else had to be going on before his return; this didn't make any sense. Well, sense or no sense, Hiruko had additional schemes playing out in his mind. Just as Sakura paid no mind to Shota during these moments, the same could be said of Hiruko. "So, how about a treat for starters? I think it's in good taste to start these things that way. You obviously don't need breaking in quite yet~"

Hiruko's demands weren't the type of thing Sakura would disagree with, in fact, it was one of the best possible things for her. It would only be made better when he understood that another had a higher place in her life, and didn't hold it against her. For Hiruko, Sakura mentioning that she had someone else who claimed her, made him claim it was fine... that he should have expected it and even had him sharing that he'd once been in a similar situation. His reaction made her truly happy and she'd be seen smiling up at him in a more genuine way. Life was complicated but what was between them, didn't have to be, and that was a relaxing thought. He'd even offer his agreement in an original term, which left his lips and sent a tingling sensation straight to Sakura's loins. "Oh, it's those kinds of tingles... I get it now. I really do like the way you talk to me~" she offered the man happily.

Ah and Sakura's happiness would only continue to expand. Hiruko's fingers upon her bottom lip would be pressed further in. The natural inclination of one such as Sakura was to happily run her tongue across them as that leash on her neck was pulled a bit tighter. Her head was fully tilted up and she found herself looking up at Hiruko still. The confusion of Kakihara was almost magical, he truly didn't understand that envy when recognized wouldn't be tolerated. And that honesty was always more applicable than anything else, especially with people like Sakura. Oh well, it didn't matter anymore, she now had exactly the kind of situation she'd prefer, and so she'd sink herself into it. While continuing to work on that spite baby and experiencing being a pet for the first time. And it seemed she'd be given a treat first, instead of anything resembling a punishment. "I'm receiving a treat?" she said seemingly genuinely excited. In truth, she was abjectly curious as to what would be considered a treat in this case, and she'd only paused the movement of her tongue to ask that question.