Confusion

He pushes himself up to hands and knees and shakes his head.“What happened?”

You place a hand on your breast. “I am uncertain. When you...” You blush lightly and glance to the side. “When you...peaked, you suddenly passed out.”

“Did I?” Yoshida sits all the way up. His mouth is in a tight frown and his dark eyes are like augers. This is the true face of one of the most powerful men in the most populous city on Earth. “For how long?”

“Only for a few moments.” The short duration was meant to both set him at ease and to make him think that nothing could have happened while he was out.

His eyes flick over you. “Strange.” You consider suggesting that implants might be to blame but you decide that would be too forward of you. Instead you sit silently until he gets to his feet. “I think I need a drink.” You bow in agreement and move to get your clothes. Before you can take more than a step, however, Yoshida grabs you and drags you out of the room with him. He hasn’t bothered to put anything on either.

When you reach the entertaining room, Satsuki is the only one left besides the bodyguards still stationed at the door. She sitting at the table and eating leftovers and drinking sake. She coughs on her sake when she sees you walking in and hurriedly bows and edges away from the table. Yoshida doesn’t even acknowledge her. He sits down heavily and holds out a cup absently. You scramble to fill it up and he gulps it down and holds out the cup again. This one he sips slower. Satsuki tries to ease her way back into the corner and Yoshida’s eyes widen, as if he just noticed her. “Yozora-chan,” he says abruptly. “Why don’t you entertain me by playing with that young woman for a while.”

“But, Yoshida-sama, Satsuki doesn’t...” Usually entertain the guests that way is what you were going to say. Yoshida’s hostile gaze brooks no argument, though. You stand up and walk over to a frightened Satsuki and kneel down.

You give her a hug and whisper, "It’ll be alright. Just leave this to me.” She gives you a nervous nod, her eyes jumping from Yoshida to the bodyguards and back to you. You undo her obi and gently remove her clothing. Then you kiss her deeply. To tell the truth, of all the girls at the Hoseki House, including Yozora, Satsuki was the one you found the most attractive. She was a perfect little Japanese doll. You take her hand and walk her over to the table.

Yoshida is watching your every move but he doesn’t seem aroused. You sit Satsuki on the edge of the table and then get between her legs. You go to work on her, lapping at her pussy with all of your skill. You sneak a quick glance at Yoshida, whose face you can just see over Satsuki’s leg, and he seems to be watching as if nothing is amiss. Satsuki, meanwhile, is trembling and trying not to make any noise. But every once in awhile a high-pitched little squeak emerges. It makes you want to devour her. Maybe I will have to ask her out when I am back in my body.

You glance at Yoshida again and you can see that his gaze is slightly off the action. If fact, he is staring at your feet, which should still have tabi on. A hint that his blackout might have been longer than you said. There were other small clues as well, such as how dry the semen on your skin had been. It seemed Yoshida didn’t miss a trick. I need to do something now or I am done for. There are two bodyguards armed with swords at the very least between you and the door. You're naked and only armed with the needle in your finger.