You find old and new faces

As expected, at the warehouse you find the faces of the three would-be rapists of your adoptive family, the ones who would permanently sever the bond between Yuu and the Tachibanas. Their tanned skin and dyed hair were unmistakable, their musculature admittedly well-defined. Their cocks were huge and massive, and while you mean no harm, Yuu's original cock was sadly incomparable to theirs. At least with the power of magic, you now have sexual prowess on par with theirs.

Their names? Irrelevant. You shall refer to them as Rapists A, B and C from now on.

A car pulled up outside the warehouse, and you see the face of none other than the commissioner of the Kobe Police Department: Saito Tokifusa. Accompanying him were two other plainsclothes detectives, pistols hidden beneath their coats.

A fat, slovenly man with a balding hairline and rotund figure, he was the very stereotype of an ugly bastard in hentai tropes. You know he is the one responsible for throwing any police officers off the trail of these villainous entrepreneurs running their own den of carnal sin and ****. Three of their victims - all female police officers - used to be on their case before they were **** into dropping it.

"Hey, old man. Got the cash?" **** A asked.

"Oi, the briefcase," Tokifusa commanded in a harsh, guttural voice, like an oinking pig.

The briefcase was opened, revealing tens of thousands of yen in cash. The Rapists whistled appreciatively, and **** B moved to grab the briefcase only for it to be closed and withheld from his reach.

"Not so fast. The goods?" Asked Tokifusa.

**** A gestured to **** C, who smirked and handed a paper bag full of DVDs with labels written in permanent marker. Tokifusa smirked evilly in return as one of his goons took the bag, then gestured for the briefcase to be given to the Rapists.

"Thanks for your business as always, Dear Commissioner," Said **** A.

"Just keep the goods coming and I'll keep the cash flowing," Said Tokifusa.

"Sure thing, boss," Said **** B.

As the commissioner and his goons left, the Rapists talked to each other.

"You know, quite a lot of people have been talking about how the Commissioner's been dealing with Yakuza and **** dealers, earning some money on the side while getting the gangs to make peace," **** A commented, "But I don't really get why he's getting involved with such stuff when his commissioner salary's more than enough."

"I don't think money's a concern for him; I think he's maintaining his power," **** B corrected, "Not that I care."

"Yeah, me neither, not when they pay us such good money," **** A smirked, "Beats slaving away at part-time jobs for college funds."

"And we get to have a good fuck, too!" **** A cackled, "I swear, you just can't beat having rough sex with some tough women and watch as they break, then they come back begging for more!"

"I think you ended up impregnating one of those police officers, right?" Said **** B, "Some sort of prudish, self-righteous bitch who can't keep her trap shut?"

"She was exceedingly noisy," Said **** C.

"Yeah, tell me about it," Said **** A, "Wait, you hear that?"

There was a stumble and fall, and they saw a little boy stumble into the warehouse, pained from a fall.

"Oh, what's this?" **** A said, "We've got an eavesdropper!"

The little boy panicked and tried to run, but his body would not obey him, paralyzed with fear. The three rapists picked him up, **** C holding him where he stood.

"Hey bro, what should we do with him? We can't let him go, not after what he heard," **** B asked.

"We can't, but if we carelessly handle this, we'll bring the police on our asses and expose the whole op instead," Said **** A, who then knelt down to face the boy at eye level, "Hey, little boy. Would you rat us out to the police?"

Trembling in fear and unable to resist, the boy shook his head, his eyes and nose leaking like faucets.

"Aw, that's so sweet. It's just... I don't really trust you to do that, not when you could easily do that without us knowing," **** A said, his predatory smile making the poor boy shake in his legs.

They heard a phone rang, and **** C took out the phone to inspect the caller ID: Aunt Shioko.

"Aniki?" Asked **** C.

"Answer it," **** A said, "Let me have the phone."

When the phone was answered, the voice of Oshima Shioko spoke, "Hey Danjuro, you back yet? Your mother called and said you're supposed to be back ten minutes ago. Did you get lost?"

"Hello, Aunt Shioko," Said **** A.

You instantly notice Shioko's tone dropping to a chilly evenness, recognizing that something was wrong.

"Who the hell is this?" Shioko demanded.

"Someone who, let's just say, is holding this kid cause he heard plenty of stuff he wasn't supposed to hear," **** A smirked, "Unless you want something bad to happen to him, you come to the address I send you, alone. And no cops, or he gets it."

You can imagine Shioko grinding her teeth, anger and indignance coursing through her mind, and for a moment the Rapists wondered if she was willing to cooperate.

"I'll be there," Shioko said.

"Excellent," Said **** A, "Don't be late."

You sigh to yourself, knowing what will happen next.

Shioko arrived just as she promised, alone and without backup. A very foolhardy endeavour and one that left her hapless and **** in the lion's den. Strategists would chastise her, calling her foolish, reckless and simple-minded, easily handing the kidnappers the absolute advantage in these negotiations.

But she would not - she could not - leave her dearest friend's nephew to the wolves like that.

Shioko had to restrain herself from leaping at the kidnappers who held poor Danjuro hostage, the poor boy **** and tied up.

"I'm here," Shioko said, "Now let him go."

"Oh no, not so fast," Said **** A, "If you would?"

From her blind spot, she felt a damp cloth over her mouth and hands restraining her. She struggled to move and break free, but the chloroform did its work, and she fell limp.

"Come on, let's bring her up to the manager's room," **** A beckoned.

They entered a spacious office, empty and bereft of furniture. The glass windows remained stuck wide open, fossilized by a thick layer of dust and mold, the door in a similar condition. They took Shioko inside and stripped her of her clothing and her gun before placing them to the side, then gagged her and tied her hands behind her back with a sturdy cable tie and lay her back against the wall. Danjuro would be placed slightly further away, in a position that allowed him full view of what they were about to do.

When Shioko stirred awake, the first thing she noticed was how cold the air felt on her skin, and when her eyes took in her naked form, she screamed but could not move her arms or form words past her gag. She saw the three tanned Rapists looming above her, their clothes tossed to the side.

"Sorry Ma'am, but we just can't not fuck you for fun, you know?" Said **** A, "It's a shame that sexy women like you go their whole youth without having fucked even once, so we're just doing a service for you."

Their cocks were monstrously huge, glistening with precum and reddish with anger, veins popping with the energy of lust, swords of Lilith hardened and ready to break down the gates.

For the first time in her life, Shioko felt truly powerless and helpless.

'Please... Someone, help me!'