098. Chase after Kouki.

"Kouki!" I angrily hissed at her as loud as I dare once I’m sure I’m far enough from the bathhouse that Setsuko won’t hear me. She doesn’t respond at first, already at the back door to the manor house. "Kouki!" I said even louder and finally got her attention.

"Kenji!" she gives me a fake smile at seeing me. "What’s up?"

"Don’t play dumb with me!" I shot at her. "I saw what you were doing in there with Setsuko. What were you thinking, doing something like that?"

She didn’t argue, but instead gets a wry smile on her face. "I was thinking how much better it would feel if I had a cock sliding up inside me while I licked her pussy." She said it so honestly that I was shocked stupid. She didn’t let up on her lewd comments either, but turned on her full charm as she walked up to me "I bet your cock would do the trick. So you wanna?" she teased and grabbed my erection right through my pants.

"Kouki, stop it!" I said worried about what she was saying. "Stop being so…" I didn’t know the right word.

"Slutty?" she asked still stroking my cock firmly. "I hear you telling me to stop, but not actually making me stop." I groaned as she squeezed hard to show she knew exactly how rigid I was. She was right. I could stop her anytime I wanted with just a step or a wave of my hand, but instead, I just stood there like a statue, allowing her to toy with my hard-on all she wanted. It was so wrong, but I was enjoying it and too weak of willed to make her stop.

When she did release me I was on edge, ready to cum and I think she could tell. She turned around and placed her hands against the door frame, sticking out her ass and pulling up her skirt. She had taken off her panties so I could clearly see her short-haired fuzzy bright pink gash staring me in the face. "Come on Kenji. Stick it in me."

"What?" I said unbelievingly what I was hearing.

"I know you want to since you peeked on me so many times," she said and reached one hand between her legs. Her fingers sliding up between her pussy lips and spreading them open to show off her pink insides even more. "I’ve been wanting it too for so long," she moaned starting to rub up and down her mound, making me weak in the knees.

"Me too," I groaned for a moment and moved closer, reaching for her ass.

"Yes, Kenji. Fuck me hard and make me a woman. I’m so wet for you right now." She was wagging her ass now like a bitch as I got up to her.

"No!" I screamed and pushed Kouki’s half-naked ass hard away from me and closed my eyes to shut down the lusty blackness taking over my mind.

"Ah!" I heard a scream that wasn’t Kouki and **** my eyes open again. Kouki, still wantonly disheveled lay sprawled atop Chizu. The small foreign **** girl must have been walking out the door when I shoved Kouki and landed right on top of her. "I sorry," Chizu apologized even though she hadn’t done anything.

I almost succumbed to my lust again, looking down at the pile of female flesh, but whatever spell had possessed Kouki had been broken. "Sorry…" she said jumping up and straightened her clothes, but then with a quick terrified glance at me, she just took off and ran off into the building.

I had no clue what had just happened, but Chizu was still apologizing even though Kouki was gone. "I sorry," she said to me as I helped her stand.

"Don’t be sorry, Chizu," I said calmly. "It was my fault. I accidentally pushed Kouki and didn’t see you there."

"Chizu stupid," she muttered as she dusted herself off.

"No, you aren’t stupid, Chizu," I groaned.

"But Mistress say so," she insisted. Well sure Azami would call her stupid. She insulted everyone even on a good day.

"Azami is a stuck up bitch," I said, but Chizu didn’t seem to understand. She probably didn’t know that I was trying to be derogatory. Maybe I needed to phrase it differently. Talking to her like a six-year-old I said again with over-emphasis of the words, "Azami has a head filled with poop."

That got her. She giggled cutely and covered her mouth with her hand to try and hold it in. Then I regarded Chizu closely and only now realized just how beautiful she was; her light purple hair with eyes that matched exactly that strange foreign color. The fact that she could still laugh after a year of being enslaved let me realize that she was a much stronger person than I had given her credit for. Even though I had to work for the Takahashi’s, I still got to go home at night. And as disgraced as my family as they still would never consider striking me, but I’m sure Chizu's dress hid plenty of scars from the whippings that had been more common when she was first enslaved.

She wiped the smile from her face then explained, "But Mistress not pleased with Chizu’s work. Chizu lazy. Chizu slow. Chizu clumsy."

"Well, maybe I can help you?" I offered. "It’s the least I can do to apologize for pushing Kouki into you."

Chizu looks at me critically for a moment before saying, "But you no woman."

"I’m not too proud to do a woman’s work," I assured her. Some guys might not stoop to doing dishes or laundry, but I had done it often enough, and I decided I wasn’t going to back out of helping her.

Chizu still looked puzzled for a moment, but then bopped her fist on her palm as she looked like a light just went on in her head. "If Kenji show Chizu proper work, then Chizu can do work better," she exclaimed.

I still wasn’t sure what the work was, but didn’t back down. "Sure. I’ll try," I responded.

Chizu nodded and then pointed at the ground. "Kneel," she said, not as a command, but as a request.

"Alright," I said going to my knees before her where she pointed. Then looking up at her I asked, "So what job is it you need me to show you?"

Unbelievably she lifted up her short ruffled maid's skirt to reveal her own young hairless pussy. "Night service," she explained simply and then walked right up to me and put her crotch into my face, straddling it before I could overcome my shock.

Her tiny body was on tip-toes to press her slit over my mouth, and whatever power had allowed me to resist Kouki failed me now. With having this beautiful tender young woman’s vulva at my lips, my lust took over my actions and drove my tongue forward to give her lower lips a passionate kiss. I could taste her tangy wetness and the smoothness of her womanhood as my probing tongue danced about inside her birth canal.

Soon my hands snuck up her legs and each one grasped a handful of her tiny tight ass to hold her in place as I feasted on her pungent peach which rapidly began to leak out more of her juice. That just drove me even wilder and soon my entire mouth was working all over her snatch, trying to **** her open and drink down all that wonderful nectar she was feeding me.

"Ah ya!" Chizu screamed out loudly as she came in a shuddering orgasm that caused her tiny slit to spray her fluids all over my face, including what might have been a little bit of bitter urine. It didn’t really turn me off as much as I would have expected, but she went so limp in my hands that I had to let her go so she could slump to the floor gasping for breath.

"So, Azami has been having you satisfy her needs with her husband gone, huh?" I asked getting a dozen dirty ideas running through my head. If the beautiful buxom bimbo needed someone to scratch her itch I’m sure it would be only neighborly for me to help her out.

"Please, Kenji-san mustn’t tell Mistress," Chizu pleaded, but I wasn’t even listening to her pleas as I walked headstrong towards her bedroom and boldly walked right in. Azami was sitting on the edge of her huge tall bed with her eyes closed in ecstasy as my sister knelt before her with her head right in her crotch, obviously doing ‘night service'</font> just like Chizu told me she had done for the older woman.

She was still half wearing an expensive kimono, but opened and it just barely hung off of one shoulder. This left one of her heavy breasts dangling exposed as she rubbed her own nipple with an idle hand while her other pressed the back of my sister's head into her groin. Azami opened her eyes at my brutish entrance, but didn't yell or scream, just gazed at me with her icy blue eyes while Kouki's head nodded up and down, making erotic wet sounds as she too barely reacted to my abrupt entry.

"Ah, Kenji," Azami said nonchalantly as if she'd been waiting for me and I was just fashionably late. "You're right on time."

I couldn't pull my eyes away from my suddenly slutty sister. She had one of her hands gently resting on the older woman's knees as she squatted on the floor at the edge of the giant bed upon which Azami sat on. She was still dressed in her normal working knee-length tunic, but I could see her other hand poking out from under the hem bunched up at her waist as she was obviously touching her own nether regions as she ate her mistress's. "On time for what?" I asked still standing in the doorway figuring I already knew the answer.

Azami pulled at Kouki's clothing, sliding it higher up her back to show off her naked amazingly tight smooth ass to me, complete with her fuzzy-haired twat with two fingers dipping just their fingertips inside. "Lift your ass up ****," Azami addressed my sister again and she did as she was told, still never removing her head from its duties at licking the other woman's cunt. "Good girl," she cooed then looked at me again with a strange unnaturally bright glow to her penetrating pale blue eyes. "Now, Kenji, won't you come in and join us please?"