075. Try and ask more questions about Mister Takahashi.

We’d only gotten out the door when I whispered to Chizu quietly, hoping to keep Setsuko out of this, "Did it hurt?" Chizu just looked at me, so I elaborated, "When he… Mister Takahashi…" I couldn’t say anything more than that out of embarrassment so just took my hands and made a circle with one and poked my finger from my other hand through it.

She looked at me as we walked following Setsuko and whispered back, "At first. But later, was…" she looked to be searching for the right words.

Obviously, we weren’t quiet enough to prevent Setsuko from overhearing. We were at the exit to the gardens when she spun around and declared to the fearful little maid, "Now you like getting fucked up your whore ass don’t you?" Chizu’s red blush was enough to tell me it was true, even if she couldn’t admit it aloud, but that still wasn’t good enough for Setsuko. "Tell us, did you like it up your bum?"

"Yes, Mistress," Chizu answered without looking up at either of us for shame.

"Then since Daddy’s been away for quite a while you must miss it. Maybe Kenji here can scratch that anal itch for you?" Setsuko teased her, then astonishingly she looked over to me. "What do you say Kenji? Think you’re man enough to pretend to be a man for a few minutes?"

"What?" I gasped and looked around to see if anyone was watching. I didn’t see anyone else, but we were surrounded by tall hedges and this felt like a setup for some cruel joke.

"I knew about her virginity and ass fucking because I overheard a fight my mother had with him, but I’ve never seen anyone fuck before," she explained as if this was all very reasonable. "So here’s the deal. I’ll let you fuck her ass as long as I get to watch."

I couldn’t believe this could possibly be really happening, but Setsuko looked serious. But then a quick look at Chizu and I knew I could never do anything that might hurt her. "I couldn’t hurt Chizu, so I won’t…"

"It no hurt Chizu now," the shy **** interrupted me. "Chizu happy to please Kenji-san."

"There see. She wants you, but I suppose a whore’s shit hole is all your worth, still, you should count yourself lucky you’re the only prick around," Setsuko laughed. "So come on Kenji, let’s see that little twig dick."

I looked around again, and even though no one was around there was no way I was going to do anything right here in the open. More to shut her up than anything else I grabbed Chizu’s hand and said, "Fine, but not here." Then I pulled her after me back into the Takahashi gardens and into a far corner where we were surrounded by tall hedgerows on both sides and a thick rose bush on the other side. This was about as well concealed as we were likely to get, so I turned around to face the two girls and opened up my pants.

I was hard again from all the talk and the very cute look Chizu gave me as she agreed to the idea of allowing me to violate her rear end. So I was glad to say I took their breath away as my stiff rod sprung free, though I didn’t know if it was really any larger than average. Being short and one of the youngest guys outside of the next oldest boy who was only ten I didn’t have any chance to really compare myself to anyone else. Unsure how to get started Chizu took the lead and simply pulled at the shoulders of her dress.

Stripping down quickly to her simple white bra and matching panties had my full and undivided attention. She had no breasts to speak of so the bra was really more of a formality of her uniform than anything else, yet couldn’t help but be excited as she nimbly twisted her arms to take it off, nor stop staring at her little brown nipples in her pale foreign flesh. It wasn’t showy, but I still memorized every movement she made as she finished the job of disrobing in preparation for our erotic act. Finally, she pulled down her tiny tight panties, rolling them down her nearly broomstick thin legs, leaving her long white stocking on, and letting me see her gentle wisp of purple hair that was only just beginning to grow out above her childlike pussy.

I’d seen my sister naked as we grew up, and back when I was a kid it seemed like no big deal until we started getting curious why we were different down there. Dad, always with the violent drunken temper beat me viciously one day when he caught the two of us innocently comparing our privates when we were only six and that was that. We always covered up afterward, lest we temp another beating, but I didn’t really understand or appreciate that until the last couple of years. The guys all talked about women getting hairy just like I had with puberty, and while Chizu had a few dozen hairs, it was nothing like the tangled jungle between my legs.

With her clothes now piled to the side she came up to me, her head only up to my chin despite my diminutive stature compared to other guys my age. I didn’t know how old she actually was, but she was clearly a few years younger, though from her own admission she was a woman now that she’d just had her first blood recently. But strangely she was the expert between up having already had her rear end **** by her owner Mister Takahashi. That only made me hate him and his family more, but could I turn back now?

Setsuko hovered nearby, all eyes still on my dick as she, unlike me, must have already seen Chizu naked, but then she probably wasn’t turned on by looking at it as I was. Still for setting us up in this situation there was something strange about the way she looked at me and my penis. She was clearly interested, but was it because she had just never seen one before or that she really wanted to witness sex up close? Maybe she really wanted to just see me naked?

Naw, that was stupid. She was engaged to Shinji, mister cool and perfect. I was just a stupid runt compared to him. I turned my attention away from her and actually just tried to ignore her completely as a nearly naked Chizu, now only wearing her frilly white headscarf, her stockings, and her wooden sandals looked up to me and said, "Chizu must make it wet for smoothness."

I was sure what she meant until she squatted down before me, took a hold of my stiff penis, and popped it right into her mouth. Holy fuck! She was sucking my dick! I could feel her warm tight lips around my shaft, her smooth yet nubbly tongue caressing the underside of my shaft, and the tightness as my head pushed at the very back of her mouth. It felt so insanely good my mind literally shut off and all I could think about was the next thrust as I started to unconsciously piston in and out of her hot little mouth.

She had obviously done this before for Mister Takahashi so while it was the first time I’d ever done something like this before she could tell how dramatically it was affecting me. Pulling it out she looked up and said happily, "Is liking?" she asked just pleasantly stroking my wet shaft for a moment.

"I like it a lot!" I groaned eagerly. I’d jerked off imagining sex to be great, so even though this was just the beginning of my experience, right then I figured I could die happy after I came, which wouldn’t be very long. The tiny girl giggled before returning her lips to my cockhead, but this time pursuing her lips tight and then ever so slowly **** her face forward, making my cock **** her lips open as she crept down my length. Her hard pressing lip ring around my cock was almost painful, but I loved it so much I almost came from just that one agonizingly slow thrust alone.

Then, just as slow she pulled back the same way she had gone down. When she got to the end her lips popped like an opening can and I was ready to pop as well, though she clearly knew that. "Chizu anus feel something like practice," she explained and I got the idea that she was preparing me for the act itself. Then turning around and getting on her hands and knees she asked, "Kenji-san much bigger than my Master. Will to please slowly go inside?"

"Okay, er yes," I stammered excitedly as I looking down at her narrow rear end. Pride at her telling me I was bigger made me swell even more as I knelt down to get a closer look between those two porcelain cheeks. I wanted to open up her tightly closed clamshell of her pussy and have a real good look, but my current target destination was higher, the puckered pink star that was her asshole. I saddled my hips up right behind hers, lined up my throbbing hard erection to her rear entrance, and poked it at that impossibly tight hole that was almost completely unyielding to my flesh.

While I felt it stretch open just a little, her gasp of pain as she dropped her head to the grass made me stop. She could tell I had retreated from finishing due to her discomfort and assured me, "Chizu is fine. Continue please." Maybe that gasp had been one of pleasure? Either way, I was just about to go back in when Azami, all dressed in her gardening clothes walked around a hedge, clearly planning on trimming her rose bush by the gloves and clippers she carried.

"Wha… Setsuko!" She howled like a banshee. I had successfully ignored the bossy bitch who had made this whole encounter possible, but now I saw her sitting off in the grass aside from us with two fingers in her greasy wet snatch and one from her other hand up her bum. She had been masturbating as I was about to fuck Chizu’s backdoor! I was shocked and super horny, but now everything had gone to hell.

"You conniving little whore!" Azami screamed, but this was directed at Chizu who reached down to snatch her arm and pull her away from me. "You are a treacherous little ass monkey and will be severely punished!"

Setsuko extracted her fingers from her nethers and jumped up, looking all the world again as a proper young lady. "Mother," she began, but never finished since Azami was on a rampage now.

"Silence! You go wash off your filthy body! And you!" Azami’s rage turned on me and I cowered in fear, "If I ever…" The rage inside her seemed to put her at a complete loss for words. "Just go! Get out of here!" I took her literally and pulled up my pants to run, glad to have gotten away as easily as that. Not that any of what happened had been my fault, but now I wished I hadn’t held back and at least finished in Chizu’s mouth or something. To get so close to ultimate pleasure and then be denied left me very frustrated.

Just to walk it off I was about to go into town for real when I came upon Yuki, her dress all covered in blood, slowly walking up the hill. "Yuki! Are you alright?" I shouted and ran up to her.

"Oh, yes, er..." she looked stunned but not actually hurt. "This isn’t my blood," she started to explain, but seemed hesitant. "It’s Hazuka’s"

"Hazuka?" I ran past her, meaning to go see my friend in person.

"It’s too late Kenji! She’s dead!" she yelled and that stopped me cold. I turned back as Yuki was in tears now and my hurting heart went out to her, "I tried… I tried to save her. I really did."

There was nothing else to do but hold her, coating my own clothes in the blood as well as I tried to comfort her, but I needed to know. "Tell me what happened."

Yuki choked back her tears and answered in slow sentences, "A messenger came early this morning, from the war. Shinji is dead." I wasn’t expecting that, and somehow that filled me with both joy and sorrow. He was a jerk and a bully to me, but that still didn’t mean he deserved to die. As I tried to resolve my feeling to that news she continued, "Natsumi started drinking, and then got in a fight with Hazuka over something."

I knew where this was going and the rage started to boil up within me. "I’ll kill that bitch!"

Only Yuki’s next words kept me there with her, "You can’t." I was about to shout at her, but she cut me off, "After she saw what she did she committed seppuku." My gut rolled just at the thought of skewering myself with a blade before zigzagging around to disembowel myself. Hazuka and Natsumi were both dead? I almost couldn’t believe it, but I’d never once known Yuki to lie about anything. She was honest to a fault which often made me wonder how she could be friends with Setsuko, the daughter of deceit. "I was just coming to tell you and your sister," she distantly finished her tale.

"I’ll tell my sister," I replied. Now that was my responsibility.

"Someone should also tell Misses Takahashi and Setsuko," Yuki said in a cold monotone voice. She was clearly in shock from all that had happened to her.

"I’ll handle all of that," I assured her. "Go home, clean up, and get some rest." Then I gave her one last hug. "Thank you for everything Yuki. You are a good friend." Then without an argument she turned and staggered back down the hill slowly like a ghost. Whatever had happened had really affected her. She had always been so unshakably cheerful it must have been horrible to see whatever she had witnessed and judging from the blood all over her, and now me, it must have been barbaric.

I turned and got back to the entrance of Takahashi manor and thought for a moment. "Fuck Azami," I decided and circled around back to make for my home first. Kouki deserved to know her friend died first. I was almost there when I heard a muffled scream. Looking around I followed the sound down to a small grungy window on the backside of Takahashi manor. It was the only external source of light for the basement, but inside was a bright torch burning to let me clearly see Setsuko garbed in a tight black leather outfit with a big wooden paddle, ferociously spanking Chizu who laid face down and strapped naked to a table by heavy leather straps.

Just then she put the paddle aside and picked up some other device with some straps. I thought it might be some kind of whip, but then Azami started tying it to her hips. Being so close to the window I could just make out her next words. "You like getting fucked up the ass?" Then I saw she had attached a wooden penis to herself with that thing and then got behind Chizu. I didn’t need to see any more to know what was going to happen. I had to act quickly!