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Jeremy had just untied the restraints—slowly, almost tenderly, as if she were his fragile princess. He kissed her reddened wrists, caressed her ankles, wiped the saliva from her chin, and carefully pulled out the ball gag. “You were absolutely perfect, Mrs. Tachibana,” he whispered lovingly, his voice soft and respectful. “I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You are the bravest and most beautiful woman I know.”

She sat on the rumpled bed, still completely dazed. His thick, white cum continued to ooze in thick, sticky strands from her clean-shaven, swollen cunt, running down her plump ass cheeks and dripping onto the sheet. Her heavy breasts rose and fell frantically, her dark nipples still rock-hard. Her face was a jumble of shock, shame, and afterglow. Her eyes were wide open. She said nothing about the photos. Not a word. Instead, she stood up, her legs trembling, a long streak of his cum running down the inside of her thigh to her knee.

“I… I’m just going to freshen up,” she murmured in a broken voice and disappeared naked into the bathroom. The hidden camera there showed everything: how she stood at the sink, her hands trembling as she leaned on the porcelain, while his creampie continued to run out of her and splash into the basin in small drops. She stared into the mirror, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen from kissing and from the gag. “That… that wasn’t just a fantasy… he has photos… real photos of me tied up and covered in cum… oh God, I’m a mother… he’s almost as old as my own son… this is sick… this is so wrong… but… I’m still so wet… I can still feel him inside me…”

She reached for her phone. Not to her best friend—that stupid school friend who had convinced her back then that it was all just harmless fantasy and she should just let herself go. No. This time she texted Ms. Meier. Her coworker. The only one who had been honest from the start about the Base System and the “binding expectations.”

The chat opened. I watched everything live in the web client that Jeremy had set up for me.

Ms. Tachibana: Ms. Meier… I urgently need your advice. Things just escalated. He tied me up and gagged me. And then… he took photos. Lots of photos. While I was tied up. I’m totally shocked. What should I do now???

The reply came within seconds. Ms. Meier typed like a machine.

Ms. Meier: Girl, that’s really bad. You could have just ended the dates after today before that perverted shit. But now that he has photos. Have you ever heard of **** porn? He could leak them at the company. Panic

My mother leaned heavily against the sink, pressing one hand between her legs, trying in vain to stop the semen from flowing out. Her fingers slid unintentionally over her still throbbing clit. She kept typing, her thumbs flying.

Ms. Tachibana: That’s exactly what I’m thinking… I’m totally panicking. He says he wants the photos tonight to jerk off to. I feel so dirty. What do I do now???

Ms. Meier: There’s only one thing you can do. Play along as if it’s no big deal. What else did you promise him for today?

Ms. Tachibana: …my ass. Anal.

Ms. Meier: Then you have to see it through now. You have to offer up your ass. And DO NOT mention the photos. Don’t give him the idea that you have a problem with it or that you’re **** to ****. Play it cool. Act like everything is super romantic and you’re totally into it. Otherwise, it’ll only get worse. You accepted the Base system. Now see it through.

My mother stared at the screen. Her knees almost buckled. Tears streamed down her face, mixing with the sweat on her full breasts. “I can’t do this… I have to offer up my ass… after everything he’s already photographed… I’m **** to ****… but if I back out now… he’ll leak everything… at the company… oh God, I’m such an idiot… but… I still want him… I can feel his seed inside me… this isn’t right… this is so wrong… he’s twenty years younger… but I can’t turn back now…”

My mother was still standing naked at the sink, Jeremy’s thick cum dripping in long, sticky strands from her clean-shaven pussy and splashing softly against the porcelain. She stared into the mirror, her full breasts rising and falling rapidly, her nipples still hard. Her hands trembled as she clutched the phone tighter. “I’m sure he’s nice…,” she told herself. “He was always so sweet and shy… he won’t share the photos. He did say they’re just for him. I just can’t upset him. If I panic now or bring up the photos, he’ll think I don’t want any of this anymore… and then… then he might do something bad after all. I didn’t actually want to give him my ass… that was just a chat fantasy… but better safe than sorry. I have to follow through now. I have to play it cool. Otherwise… otherwise it’s all over.”

She hastily wiped away her tears, took three deep breaths, pulled her shoulders back, and walked back into the room. Naked. With his cum running down her thighs with every step. Jeremy was lying on the bed, naked, his cock already half-hard again. He smiled at her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. “Ms. Tachibana… come here,” he whispered tenderly, reaching out his hand. “You’re beautiful. I can’t stop looking at you .” She crawled onto the bed, straddled his lap, and then slowly turned around. On all fours. She thrust her plump, round ass toward him, spread her cheeks with trembling hands, and offered him her tight, virgin hole. Her voice was soft, but she **** herself to sound cool and seductive. “Jeremy… I… I want to give you everything today. Everything I promised you. Even… here.” Jeremy stared at her for a moment, his eyes wide as if he couldn’t believe it. Then he smiled—that gentle, shy smile he always wore. He stroked her back tenderly and said softly, almost reverently, “And I thought you weren’t serious… that you just wanted to turn me on… but apparently you’re serious about everything. I want to explore every one of those dark fantasies with you, Ms. Tachibana. Together with you. Slowly. If you really trust me… then I’ll take you right now, exactly as you wished.”

She just nodded, biting her lower lip. He’s nice… he’s always been nice… Fuck, and he didn’t mean it seriously either, but now that I’ve offered my ass, he might think even more that I do mean it seriously. I have to follow through now.

Jeremy kissed her back, tracing her spine, while he grabbed some lube and slowly, very carefully, slid a finger into her tight ass. She whimpered, but pushed back anyway. He remained loving the whole time—caressing her hips, whispering, “You’re so beautiful… so brave… I can’t believe you’re really doing this for me.”

But his message to me came at the same time, cold and dirty:

Jeremy: Your Japanese MILF is voluntarily offering me her tight ass just because she’s scared of her own cum shots. I just told her I thought she didn’t mean any of it—and now she’s riding herself even deeper into the trap. In a minute, I’m going to stretch her plump MILF ass over my cock while you watch your mother turn herself into a complete three-hole cum dumpster

He fucked her ass slowly—first with two fingers, then with his thick cock, inch by inch. She moaned loudly, tears streaming down her face, but she pushed herself toward him, taking him deeper until his balls slapped against her dripping cunt. Her whole body trembled. “Jeremy… yes… take me… I belong to you…,” she gasped, while her inner thoughts nearly tore her apart: This isn’t right… he’s almost as old as my son… I’m letting him fuck my ass like a cheap slut… but it feels so full… so good… I hate myself… I can’t stop anymore…

He came deep inside her ass, with a long, loving moan. Then he pulled her up, kissed her passionately, and fucked her mouth one last time until he came there too. Three holes. All filled with his cum. She fell asleep, naked and cuddled up to him , his cum still in her mouth, pussy, and ass. Her face looked satisfied—cheeks rosy, lips swollen—but I saw the slight twitch of her eyebrows. That bad feeling in the back of her mind. “What have I done… what happens now…”

The next morning, just a note: You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Ms. Tachibana. I’ll always treat you like a queen. ❤

On the mirror it said: Thank you for giving me so much of yourself. I am the happiest man in the world.

The next morning, she wrote to Ms. Meier again right away. I saw the chat live.

Ms. Tachibana: Ms. Meier… it’s happened. Everything. Even… the ass. I’m a total mess. How do I get out of this now???

Ms. Meier: Not yet. He has to leave you. Otherwise, he might take ****. It’s best if you try to find him a new girlfriend. Let him go slowly, without him noticing that you’re afraid. Keep playing the lover, stay active, until he loses interest on his own or you introduce him to someone younger.

My mother stared at her cell phone, her fingers clenched white around the screen.

She put on the short, almost see-through summer dress again—without underwear, just like yesterday. The thin fabric immediately clung to her sweat-dampened, cum-smeared skin. You could clearly see the imprints of his fingers on her hips, the red marks on her wrists from the restraints, and how her nipples were pressing hard against the fabric again. She walked barefoot to the front desk.

The receptionist smiled professionally.

“Good morning. Room 412—the junior suite for one night? You still need to pay. Your young boyfriend already disappeared this morning. And please allow me to say that we’re not actually a love hotel, and please only let your gigolo in through the back entrance.” My mother nodded, her cheeks deep red. Her voice was soft, almost breaking. “Yes… I’ll pay for it, please.” Her hand rested lightly on her lower back, right where his cum had been running out of her ass just yesterday.

The receptionist typed. “That’ll be 680 euros, including room service and the bottle of champagne.”

680 euros. For a single night in which my old school bully had fucked my mother in all three holes. I felt bile rising in my throat.

She pulled out her credit card without hesitation. Her hand trembled slightly as she entered the PIN.