Make fun of her

You giggle. “Poor Ayako. So **** for young girls that she runs a whorehouse. How pathetic you are. How unseemly. How do you look at yourself in the mirror? Luring girls here so you can devour them both body and soul. You say you love me but are you even capable of love?”

Chigusa sinks down to the floor. Her lips and eyes are trembling with held back tears. “But I do love you, Sora-chan. Please...”

You laugh derisively and saunter up to her. “I believe you.” You put a foot on her head and push her back until she is lying down. “But it only makes you more pathetic.” You step lightly on her chest and stare down at her. “Tell me what a sad old hag you are.”

Chigusa puts her hands over her face. “I’m not...”

“Tell me,” you say, increasing the pressure a little, though not enough to actually hurt her. “Good, honest girls get rewarded, you know.”

Chigusa is silent for a moment. Then she mumbles, ”...I’m a s-sad old h-hag.”

“And you’re **** for little girls to play with your dried up old cooch, aren’t you?”

“A-and I’m **** for...little girls to play with my d-dried up old c-cooch,” she gasps out.

You giggle. “You really are ****, aren’t you? You sad old slut.” You get down on one knee and push her kimono up to her waist. In any other situation, Chigusa would kill someone who treated a kimono like that but you know that right now the depravity is only a turn-on for her. “Gross. Ever think about trimming the hedges? It stinks! Maybe I should put on some gloves?” You look up and see that Chigusa is actually shedding tears now. Shit, did I go too far? You’d seen the actual Yozora say much worse things to Chigusa, though. In your opinion at least.

There is **** but to proceed, however. You lightly touch her and see that she is pretty wet from all the degrading foreplay. So you just jam two of your fingers right into her pussy. She gasps but they go in pretty easy. “What a disgustingly loose cunt you have,” you say as you start pistoning your fingers in and out. Soon you and a third finger and then a fourth. You watch you hand, a little fascinated. As much sex as you’d had as a man, you’d never had you whole hand in a lady’s snatch before.

You make a fist and ram it all the way up inside her. Chigusa gasps and arches her back. For a moment, you think you might have hurt her but then she lets out a long, rattling, “Yeeeeees.” What a freak! You drive your fist into her again and again until she finally cums, squirming and twisting like she was getting possessed. You pull your hand out with a squelching pop and gaze at it. It is completely coated to the elbow with Chigusa's lady cum.

You hear voices in the entryway and jump to your feet. Leaving Chigusa to fend for herself, you hustle to the dressing room and quickly scrub down your arm.