127. Sneak in, but wait until Azami is done.

Sloth/Sloth Chapter 3: The seed that grows.

I've got to do something, but what? My indecision gives Azami too much time and in moments I hear Chizu shriek out in pain as she violated her with her strap-on. "Fuck!" I mutter to myself, but maybe that will give me the opening I need. Now with all her attention and Chizu's moaning maybe I can do something.

Creeping away I sneak into the house and begin edging slowly around, making sure I won't accidentally run into Setsuko. Seeing no sign of her though I finally get to the basement door and gently push it open. I can just make out the slapping sounds of leather on flesh as Azami is still **** her poor foreign **** and her laughing at the poor girl's cries. I took the steps one at a time every few seconds, inching down so that I was absolutely positive Azami would have no idea to my presence. I saw the older woman still in her black leather outfit driving her hips into the young girl who was bound over a bench getting her bloody cunt pounded by a fake wooden dick the older woman was wearing.

As appealing as watching this was though I finally built up enough courage to formulate a plan. I saw an open manacle on the wall and tensed as I prepared to strike once the moment was exactly right since I'd likely have only one shot at this. Biding my time, several minutes passed until finally Azami, tired from her aerobic workout took a break from her **** to view her work. That was my time.

I grabbed her arm and pushed her hard, taking her by complete surprise. "Wha…?!?" she shouted, but it was too late. Her wrist clamped into the restraint and I secured it in a blink then stepped back. "Matsumoto you petulant little fuck!" she shouted, but then showed me that she was thankfully bound securely as she pulled and thrashed to get free. "How dare you!" Then as if remembering she pulled out a key from a pocket and I snatched it away. "You give that back or you are going to pay!"

"Yeah?" I laughed feeling empowered and emboldened as I turned to release Chizu from her bonds. "You'll have to catch me first!" Once she was free I took the small naked girl's hand and pulled her up the stairs after me. Azami started to go insane screaming at the top of her lungs, so I closed the heavy wooden door and she was almost completely muted. Then I looked at Chizu, still naked with a thin trail of blood running down her leg. I took her in my arms and kissed her savagely for a moment. She was surprised but didn't resist. But this wasn't the time or place, so after releasing her from my lusty embrace I figured she'd need some clothes quickly so we could get away in peace.

I grinned having an evil idea. Chizu was so caught up in the whirlwind that she just allowed me to drag her along as ran into Setsuko's room. Unfortunately, she wasn't in there, because I'd hoped to actually make her watch as I got her own **** dressed up in her rich expensive clothes, but I supposed the show would be its own reward. "Here," I said throwing open her closet and just tossing clothes at her. "Find something nice to wear."

"But…" she started, but something made her ignore her doubts and start playing dress-up. She was shy changing in front of me, but knew that I'd already seen her naked and getting fucked, so after cleaning up a bit she was soon able to take off her clothes in front of me without even a second thought. Before long we actually started to have quite a bit of fun with her trying on silks and satins, some with seductive cleavage that she had no hope of filling out properly, and most that were so long that they dragged on the floor. She was a good bit shorter and had no breasts to speak of, so almost nothing fit her properly, but there were a few long shirts that she could use as dresses and some scandalously short dresses that I wondered if Setsuko had ever worn that would be passable in public for the young girl.

I could have watched her model for me all day, but Setsuko must come back eventually, and it would be better to be as far away from her when she did. Chizu decided to wear a small camisole t cover her top that would have only just concealed Setsuko's rack, and a matching pair of knickers that had a drawstring so she could adjust them to her tiny waist. With another brief kiss Chizu now happily took my hand and followed me to the kitchen where I grabbed a sack and just filled it with a few apples, carrots, a block of cheese, and a small loaf of bread. It would be enough I hoped to tide us over until we reached her people.

The rest of our escape was thankfully uneventful. The sun was setting as we took to the fields and behind buildings, cautiously running and hiding hand in hand as we passed by the town and reached the watchtower over the land bridge. I ran up quickly just to scout with the last rays of sunshine, but saw no one so we fled the town out into the mainland. By the time night had truly set in we had taken cover in a small bit of woods and I felt safe enough to start a fire for us to stay warm on this chill clear spring night. The moon rose huge and full, bigger than I remember ever seeing it, and Chizu came up and snuggled next to me by the fire once I'd finally sat down and opened the sack of food to share it with her. As we ate Chizu finally felt like talking.

"Kenji-san," she began softly. I looked at her, a bite of apple still loudly crunching under my teeth. "Chizu sorry she make him exile."

I swallowed and said laughing, "Don't sweat it. That place was a dump anyway." Then just before I took another bite I said, "Besides, I can think of a few ways you could pay me back." Then with one finger gently tracing up her arm I hooked it around the strap of her top and gently caressed it down her arm.

Chizu blushed mildly, not embarrassed at me seeing her, but of me disrobing her. "Kenji-san not want Chizu," she muttered. "Chizu damaged."

Undeterred I proceeded to pull off her other shoulder, making the whole garment which was already loose on her body fall to her waist with the shoulder straps at her elbows. "Why don't you let Kenji-san decide what he thinks he wants," I said mimicking her poor grammar as dropped the apple to the ground and ran my two hands up her naked flat chest to give her tiny nipples a gentle squeeze. Chizu didn't stop me, but just gasped cutely and blushed some more. I couldn't keep away from her and had to kiss her again.

Our tongues entwined and soon my hands were pushing down her slim ass to work her clothes off of her body completely. She squirmed in my arms to help, kissing me more passionately than ever the whole while. Suddenly she was the most active I'd ever seen her, writing as she kicked off her tangle of top and shorts, now naked again as she now worked her miniature hands into my clothing to relieve me of my own coverings. We didn't speak again until she pulled my pants off from my feet as I tossed my shirt aside.

"I want to make love to you, Chizu, but don't want to hurt you," I said lovingly.

"Chizu want that too," she said and then surprisingly took charge and gently pushed me back as she sat on my lap. Her tight cleft of her womanhood pressed down around the center of my shaft and she pressed down so I could feel her wet hot flesh without penetrating her. I hoped that she wasn't sore still from when Azami **** her just a few hours ago, but she must have been. The small girl gasped as I stretched her open inside and didn't move for a moment, but then did slowly begin to grind up and down my length as she clearly endured it to try and make me feel good.

Which clearly she had done given the mind-numbing pleasure that was coursing through my body. It was like every nerve in my body was on fire and connected to my penis as what seemed like just moments I started pouring my soul out into her. Now to I've had good orgasms before, but not like this. This one truly did rend my soul in half. "Chizu!" I gasped, suddenly confused and scared by what was happening. How did I get out here, and how the fuck did Chizu get on my lap and start riding my cock?

The last few hours were really fuzzy, but I could remember them, but almost like I was watching them, not actually doing the things I remember doing. Shaking my head I had to ask Chizu who seemed in real pain as my member, having lost its rigidity squirted out of her leaving his salty trail in his wake. "Chizu, what happened? Are you okay?"

Then she started laughing and it wasn't a normal laugh. It was hollow and deep for her small voice and then she opened her eyes. Her once cute violet irises were now blood red. <How could anything be wrong when I finally feel alive, Kenji, my love?> she answered my heart sank as she pushed me down and stood up, stretching out her small arms and legs as if they were brand new to her, and I knew that the evil that had possessed me had moved now into her. Paralyzed with terror I just looked up and knew that the Chizu I knew was gone.