When I finished my errands and entered Ichihime’s room, she was waiting for me in the middle of the room, sitting in a formal kneeling position.
As soon as she saw me, Ichihime knelt down and bowed deeply.
The maids bowed to us and left the room.
A dimly lit space illuminated by the soft light of an indoor lantern.
I took Ichihime’s hand and headed towards the futon laid out in the back.
I sat cross-legged in the center of the futon and had her sit in the middle of me.
With her cheeks flushed and blushing, yet with a hint of anticipation for the pleasure I was about to give her, Ichihime leaned her back against my chest.
I take off her outer robe and undergarments and throw them to the side, gently and slowly stroking her head and shoulders to reassure her.
Then she immediately collapsed and gave me a passionate look.
When I kissed her neck, Ichihime’s body trembled, and when I bit into her, her body jumped.
When I pulled my lips away from her neck, I found a red kiss mark there.
A mark of conquest, standing out against her pale skin.
As I watched, I felt a thrilling sensation, and I slipped one hand between my wife’s underwear and slowly began to play with her full, soft, yet firm breasts.
“…Were you expecting it?”
“Th-that’s not true…”
As I traced her areola with my fingertips, being careful not to touch her nipples, Ichihime’s breathing gradually became heavier.
When I saw them fidgeting and rubbing their thighs together, I grinned.
“What’s wrong?
You seem quite restless…”
“That’s because…
Lord Nagamasa…
mmm…”
I tightened my grip on Ichihime and pressed my lips against hers.
However, this time, unlike usual, I didn’t insert my tongue right away.
He sucks on her lips as if pecking at them, and traces their moist edges with his tongue.
“No…that’s not okay…”
“It’s not bad, is it?”
I insert my tongue into her slightly parted lips this time.
With a dreamy, melting expression on her face, Ichihime accepted it.
As I slurp up her tongue, her body trembles, and when I send my saliva into her mouth, she gulps it down, her hips shaking, and when our tongues intertwine, she clings tightly to me.
“…I’m going to ask you again, Ichi.”
I looked at Ichihime and asked.
“…You were expecting it, weren’t you?”
“…yes”
Ichihime lowered her head, perhaps out of embarrassment.
But if she were to make such a move…
her pristine white neck would be left completely exposed and vulnerable.
As I licked the beautiful line left by my hickey, Ichihime gripped my arm tightly, her back stiffened, and then she suddenly relaxed.
Her breathing was heavy, and her skin was flushed.
It seemed she had come just from kissing and licking my neck.
Perhaps Ichihime enjoys being verbally abused while her body is being violated .嬲Nabu
She seems to have a fetish for being held, verbally abused, and having her body devoured by the person who protects her—her husband, whom she trusts completely.
Wow, now that I think about it, she’s actually kind of cute.
I pressed my lips against Ichihime’s, who was trembling with pleasure, and licked her warm oral mucosa with my tongue.
While doing so, he brushed off her underwear, revealing her beautiful naked body.
She must be in a daze from her orgasm .
My wife, still undressed, exposes her ample breasts to my eyes and leans limply against my chest.朦朧Drowsy
I pulled the thin sash that was wrapped around Ichihime’s waist, placed it over both of her eyes, and tied it behind her head.
Having her vision suddenly taken away, Ichihime was understandably flustered, thrashing about in my arms and desperately trying to remove the narrow sash blindfold.
But I’m not the type to let her resist like that.
I pushed Ichihime’s body onto her back, tied her arms together, and held them down with one hand.
“No…!
Lord Nagamasa, please stop…!
I’m scared, I’m so scared…!”
“This is punishment.”
As I whispered that in her ear, Ichihime gradually weakened her resistance.
“You didn’t give a proper answer to my question just now, did you?
This is your punishment for that, understand?”
“…yes”
I agree that it’s an absurd argument, but Ichihime is also to blame for going along with it.
However, bullying too much would also be a problem.
Humans have limits, and there’s a boundary that no one can endure.
If you cross that line, all that’s left is a quagmire of resentment and revenge.
So I whispered this to Ichihime, who was blindfolded.
“This is because I wanted Ichihime to get to know me better…
Please forgive me.”
“Lord Nagamasa…?”
Ichihime raised her voice in a suspicious tone.
I guess they did have some reservations about my actions after all.
I knew I had to follow through on this.
I lightly kissed Ichihime’s lips and whispered in her ear.
“We humans tend to only trust what we can see with our own eyes.
But there are things that humans cannot see with their eyes…
and that is the ‘heart’.”
“…”heart””
“That’s right.
And it’s something that can easily be lost if you rely too much on your eyes…”
I continued, holding Ichihime tightly in my arms.
“Ichi, how are you feeling right now?
With your eyesight gone, how do you perceive me now?
Answer me…”
“…”
With her eyes still covered, Ichihime pressed her head against my chest and whispered as she ran her hands over me.
“It’s warm…
I can feel a gentle thumping…
It’s so gentle…”
“I see.”
I said, kissing Ichihime’s ears and neck.
“That’s the me you’ve sensed.
We’re married, but it hasn’t been long since we got married.
And last night you said you’d bear my child…
I wanted you to know.
I wanted you, who I love, to know me better than anyone else, the real me…”
“N-Nagamasa-sama…!”
Well, I just made that up on the spot.
I thought I had to follow up, so it was just an excuse that came to mind on the spur of the moment.
However, the fact that it came out so spontaneously means it’s not entirely a lie.
In truth, I’m quite smitten with Ichihime, and I’ve fallen in love with her…
As for Ichihime, she hugged me tightly, as if overwhelmed with emotion, and clung to my chest, desperately repeating words of apology.
“I’m a bad wife for doubting my husband even for a second,” and things like that…
In the world I used to live in, she’s the type who would fall for a bad guy.
As her husband, I’m a little worried.
But I can’t really say anything because I’m a bad guy.
As I kissed Ichihime repeatedly, I slowly massaged the lower part of her breasts.
Then, as she pushed her ample breasts together to create a deep cleavage, I took her gently trembling nipples into my mouth.
“H-hey…!
Lord Nagamasa, you’re scary…!”
“Don’t worry.”
I stretched out one arm and touched Ichihime’s cheek as I said.
“Feel me.
It’s me touching you.
Clear away all distractions and feel only me…”
“Lord Nagamasa…
Lord Nagamasa…”
As I fondled her ample breasts, Ichihime repeatedly called my name, almost as if she were delirious.
But this was exactly the situation I wanted.
Ichihime cannot see me, and in the world of darkness, her body is relentlessly tormented and she is given pleasure.
My goal is to instill in her the belief that “Lord Nagamasa is someone who brings me pleasure.” The key is that I absolutely refuse to call it brainwashing.
And once she starts to see me as such, I’ll begin developing her in ways that involve some pain, such as developing her cervix or anus.
“I’m sure, even so, he’ll still make me feel good…”
Your brain will start processing it that way. New chapters come out on g.com first.
After that, the story simply follows how my nighttime relationship with Ichihime sinks into a bottomless swamp.
“Ichi…
you are beautiful…”
“No, no…
Why would you say something like that now…?”
” Don’t do it…
I truly mean it.”謙遜humble
“Lord Nagamasa…”
“I love you, my city…
my city alone…”
“Me too…!
Ichi, Ichi loves Lord Nagamasa more than anyone else…!”
Don’t forget to praise her and be kind to her from time to time.
Development is, in essence, discipline.
Discipline requires both rewards and punishments.
Right now, I’m like a whip in the form of a blindfold, something she rejects deep down in her heart.
If you drop words of hope like “beautiful,” “pretty,” or “cute” into that sea of pain, anyone would cling to them and try to endure the suffering.
Yes, even if it’s a weight that drags you further into the abyss, you can’t help but want to cling to it.
気障DashingPraising your wife with such words can feel a little embarrassing, but whether or not you can overcome that embarrassment is crucial to the success of your wife’s sexual development.
I licked and sucked Ichihime’s breasts and nipples until I was satisfied, then I continued south and reached her smooth stomach.
I press my ear against its belly button and remain still.
The faint warmth and gentle scent are irresistible.
Perhaps it was because I had been doing that for a while.
Ichihime’s hands wandered anxiously, and as soon as they reached my head, she began to rub and stroke it.
“Lord Nagamasa…
was there anything unusual about Ichi’s body…?”
His voice sounds anxious.
But there’s absolutely no need to worry about that.
I answered with my ear pressed against my stomach.
“Don’t worry, your body is beautiful.
There’s nothing strange about it.”
“Then why…”
She was about to say, “Aren’t you going to touch me?” but Ichihime quickly stopped herself.
Hmm, she’s cute.
Because of her cuteness, I decided to be honest and confess.
“You said you would bear my child…”
“Y-yes…of course.”
Ichihime’s hips twitched, and my head shook slightly.
“Ichi, can you feel where my head is positioned relative to your body?”
“That is…
my body…
so please be clear.”
I slowly sat up and ran my tongue over my belly button.
“You will conceive my child in this womb down there…
swallowing up plenty of my semen.”
“Ah…
ahh…!”
I know I shouldn’t say this myself, but it’s an incredibly creepy line.
I’m disgusted with myself.
However, it seems the situation is different for Ichihime, who is completely smitten with me.
The moment I thrust my tongue into her navel, Ichihime’s hips convulsed more violently than ever before.
It was clear that she had reached her climax, and I could feel the entrance to her uterus moving restlessly beneath my belly, as if it were longing for something to eat.
Yes, just like Ichihime’s lips that were sucking on my finger this morning…
“city…”
“Yes…”
As I kissed Ichihime, I couldn’t contain the overwhelming feeling of affection that welled up inside me.
I want to take off your blindfold and see those beautiful eyes.
I want to meet your gaze and share our excitement and passion with each other.
However, this is a time for patience.
If you give in to your momentary desires, everything you’ve built up until now will crumble.
I must now thoroughly instill the concept of pleasure into my beloved wife’s body, imprinting it on her.
“You’re my woman…
I’m going to train you to be exactly how I like you…!”
As I felt Ichihime’s hips twitch even more at those words, I reached my main objective for the day.
I’ve climbed to high places several times already, and I don’t seem to have much strength left, so my resistance is weak.
I easily spread her legs and brought my face close to her private parts.
In the dim light, its shape is hard to discern, but all that’s clear is that it’s emitting a powerful pheromone and is soaking wet.
“It’s beautiful…
City”
“No…
No!
Please stop…
Please stop…!
Ugh…
Please, have mercy…”
Even if it’s dim and you can’t see its shape clearly, it’s good manners for a man to say, “It’s beautiful.”
You could say that anyone who can’t do this is just like a jerk who doesn’t use a condom properly during sex.
…Oh, come to think of it, I’ve never used a condom since coming to this era.
Not that I should have.
I reached out to Ichihime’s honey pot, fully aware that I was a scumbag.
My hips arched violently.
When I stroked the cleft of her flesh with my index finger, Ichihime let out a delightful cry and her thighs trembled.
“Oh no…
I don’t want to, don’t look…
don’t look…!”
Shaking your head violently won’t get in the way of what I’m doing.
I use both hands to widen the crack, exposing the vaginal opening.
As I felt the layers upon layers of flesh, I could sense Ichihime’s rich scent wafting out of me all at once.
If I think about it carefully, this is the first time I’ve ever seen Ichihime’s honey pot up close.
I would like to observe it more closely in a brighter place, but there’s no other way.
When I touched her hot vaginal opening with my middle finger, I could feel a slippery fluid of love juice oozing out.
“Ah…
uh…
come in…
come in…
ah…
mmm”
When I bent my middle finger towards her stomach inside her vagina, Ichihime let out a hot sigh.
For the time being, I decided to avoid using my fingers to make a piston-like motion and instead slowly massage the flesh that was clinging to my fingers, spreading it open as I went.
Only women with exceptional skills or natural talent can find pleasure in vaginal stimulation like a finger piston.
Amateurs like Ichihime are more likely to be aroused by clitoral stimulation rather than vaginal stimulation.
What I want is to transform Ichihime, an amateur, into a pro—a woman capable of vaginal orgasms—but to do that, I needed to develop her vaginal opening in every sense of the word.
Massaging her vaginal opening is merely a stepping stone to that goal.
“Mmm…!
Ah…
ah, mm…”
I continued stimulating her vaginal flesh with my middle finger while gently stroking her clitoris with my thumb.
Then Ichihime let out a cry of pleasure, her chest rising and falling dramatically, and perhaps embarrassed by it, she bit her finger to try and stop it.
Let’s make her moan even more.
Thinking this, I brought my mouth close to Ichihime’s clitoris and licked it.
“Please stop, Lord Nagamasa!”
With a voice of refusal as clear as possible, Ichihime tried to sit up, still blindfolded.
It was a desperate voice that seemed to blow away all the pleasure she had gained from the caresses up to that point.
She touches my head and desperately tries to push it away from her genitals.
Well, I don’t really understand why I’m resisting this much, so I’ve decided to continue.
“No!
That’s a dirty place, Lord Nagamasa, you shouldn’t be putting your mouth on it!”
Ah, I see.
There’s quite a difference in sensibilities between the world I came from and the Sengoku period, even here.
In my case, I generally don’t see any problem with oral sex, but in the male-dominated Sengoku period, putting one’s mouth on a woman’s genitals meant serving and submitting to the woman. Read the latest chapters at g.com.
There’s also the purely hygiene issue, but in any case, it’s quite unusual for a man to put his mouth on a woman’s genitals.
Given that cultural background, Ichihime’s desperate resistance must have stemmed from her deep feelings for me.
Honestly, I’m happy.
I’m happy, but—such preconceived notions are nothing but obstacles to my plan to develop Ichihime.
I held her thighs tightly with both arms and devoured my beloved wife’s genitals with all my might.
As I licked her clitoris and the entrance to her vagina with my tongue, Ichihime shook her head violently, trying to push my head away.
Well, there was no way a girl could overpower me with her arm strength.
“Hmm…
Ah, no!
Ah, huh…!
Please stop…!”
“I told you, Ichi.”
I was slightly intrigued by the smooth feeling of her trembling thighs, and while teasing her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, I said to Ichihime, who was dutifully still blindfolded:
“Release everything, and think only of me with a clear mind.
Feel only of me.
Besides, you can’t be dirty, can you?
If you were a dirty woman, I wouldn’t have any standing in having married you.”
“Ugh…
no…
nooo…”
My strong tone and words dampened Ichihime’s spirit, and her resistance weakened.
Yes, that’s good.
I’ve been licking her genitals for a while now, so my tongue is starting to get tired.
Ichihime’s vaginal opening was oozing with love juice, and the futon mattress was soaked as if water had been spilled on it.
Ichihime seemed to have been completely overwhelmed by pleasure and was quite exhausted.
Unable to close her legs, Ichihime’s legs were spread wide open, saliva dripping from her mouth, and her ample breasts bouncing up and down.
“Ichi, you’re so cute…”
“Nagamasa-sama…
Ah, mmm…!”
I pressed down on Ichihime and thrust my big cock into her gooey, sloppy honey pot without hesitation.
His sadistic desires were aroused by the beauty of Ichihime, who was blindfolded, and he devoured her lips.
The moment Ichihime felt my breath on her lips, she opened her mouth, which was also filled with copious amounts of saliva, and tried to welcome my tongue.
I accepted the offer and decided to indulge in oral sex.
Of course, don’t stop moving your lower body either.
However, instead of thrusting, I moved by rotating my hips and grinding, aiming to rub my hips and pubic hair against Ichihime’s clitoris.
“Mmm…ah, ah…!
Ah…ah…it feels…good…ahhh…it feels so good…!”
Ichihime let out a completely lewd cry and desperately tried to embrace me with her weak arms.
I hugged Ichihime tightly and then pressed down on her slender body, trying to crush her.
However, my beloved wife seemed to enjoy the pressure, letting out sweet sighs.
“Oh, so it feels good!”
“It feels so good…
so good, ah, ah, ah…
I’m coming…
ah…
I’m filled with Lord Nagamasa…
enveloped by Lord Nagamasa…
Ichi, Ichi…
ahhhhh!”
I felt a tight, constricting sensation in my lower body.
However, perhaps realizing that brute force wouldn’t work on my unmoving Big Sun, Ichihime’s seductive walls began to cling to my rigid penis with a slurping sound, giving it a lewd sucking motion.
Seeing that the time was right, I removed Ichihime’s blindfold.
She probably no longer feels any resistance to inserting a rigid penis into her vagina and reaching orgasm.
All that’s left is to continue training her so that she can experience pleasure solely through stimulation of the vaginal opening and insertion, over and over again.
When I removed Ichihime’s sash, which I had been using as a blindfold, I saw her eyes, completely unfocused and vacant from the pleasure.
I felt an indescribable pleasure from her alluring charm, and I licked her face all over.
Ichihime accepted my barbaric actions, which should have been repulsive to her, with a look of delight.
And she trembles her hips, trying to entice my rigid penis deeper and deeper inside her.
Seeing her like that made me suspect something, so I stroked Ichihime’s collarbone.
Then Ichihime let out a lewd, sweet moan and began to lick and suck my big dick with her lustful cleft, making a smacking sound.
And whether I stroked her shoulder, her cheek, or her head, I got the same reaction.
It seems that Ichihime’s body has now reached its peak, transforming everything into pleasure.
Once I realized this, I decided to abandon all desires and focus everything on a single point.
He firmly grasped her waist with both hands and, putting all his strength into his lower body, slammed his hips into Ichihime’s crotch.
“Ah…!
Oh, ahh…”
Ichihime was unable to speak, and could only let out cries of pleasure.
However, I don’t want to overwhelm her with pleasure and turn her into a sex-crazed madwoman.
The Ichihime I desire is a wife who never forgets her modesty.
The room was filled with an overwhelmingly lewd and sexual stench, like incense.
In the midst of all this, I was simply rubbing my hips against the sensitive flesh of her vaginal opening.
It’s all to reshape Ichihime’s body so that she can experience pleasure simply by having a penis pass through her vaginal opening.
“Aaahhh, ah…
hyah…
hii, uahh, haaa…!”
My poor woman, trapped in the spiderweb that is me , trembled at the hips and reached the peak of ecstasy once again.雁字搦tightly
Ichihime’s honey pot has given up on the hardline approach of tightly gripping my rigid cock, and now seems to have adopted a more moderate approach, gently enveloping it and softly squeezing and licking my penis as if soothing it.
Even though she’s reached climax again and again, Big Sun shows no sign of ejaculating.
He must have completely surrendered to my rigidity, fawning over me and desperately trying to get his reward without regard for appearances.
“Ah…
ah!
It feels good…
no…
ahh, it feels good…
nooo…
ahh…!”
The most beautiful girl of the Sengoku era, in my arms, is covered in my saliva and her own sweat, her face melting with pleasure, moaning like an animal, her beautiful large breasts trembling as she thrusts her hips.
The image of a virtuous wife was nowhere to be seen.
Ichihime could no longer speak properly, and in her extreme state, she rubbed her vagina, the kind of woman every man in the world desires, against my waist.
“Ichi, Ichi, you, you will…
bear my child!”
I held Ichihime’s head to my chest and slammed my Big Sun into her waist.
Each time Ichihime’s hips accept my insertion, she twists, subtly changing the angle at which I thrust into her.
In this way, she is trying to get a different sensation with each insertion.
It was a lewd and depraved act that she would never have considered in her sane state, and it would have driven her to madness.
With a deep desire to somehow record and preserve this moment, I thrust my penis into Ichihime’s cervix, burying my entire penis into her fleshy sheath and womb as if we were deep kissing.
Ichihime’s body shook violently.
I pulled my hips back and dug into her cervix once more.
Even that dull pain can now be transformed into pleasure by Ichihime.
I reached the limit of my patience, and I began to grind and thrust into Ichihime’s deepest parts, aiming for the very bottom.
“Get pregnant, get pregnant, Ichihime!
Give birth to a healthy child, just for you and me!”
“Ah…
Aaaaaaah…!!”
My beloved wife’s body stiffened, her vaginal opening and the walls of her flesh contracted tightly, and the womb that had been swallowing my glans gripped the base of my head.
I could no longer hold back and, like spraying water from a hose, I blasted my milky fluid into her uterus.
I can hear the throbbing sound of my semen being released.
Ichihime’s vaginal opening contracted to prevent the semen from escaping, stimulating my excretory ducts, causing a second wave to erupt with great force.
“Nagamasa…sama…”
With her speech slurred, Ichihime called out to me.
“Long…
mmm…”
“Ichi, you did a great job…”
I praised Ichihime for her valiant effort in not fainting, and gently kissed her lips.
The futon was soaked with the sweat and bodily fluids of the two of them, and it seemed like they would catch a cold if they slept like that.
I laid Ichihime down, then picked up a cloth and placed it on top of the futon.
Then I lay down on top of it, picked Ichihime up, and placed her on top of my body.
He fumbled around to pull Ichihime’s uchikake (outer robe) closer and draped it over her back, completing the two-tiered outer covering.
Ichihime’s soft, supple body felt wonderful to the touch.
This much was a perk of the job, as he was doing it to prevent her from catching a cold in the wet bedding.
And so, Ichihime and I joined our hands together, confirming each other’s presence, and drifted off into a pleasant slumber.