I Was Heartbroken After Discovering My Girlfriend’s Infidelity, but Suddenly I Became Popular With Girls - 14

Chapter 14: Yuna (1)

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Yuna’s POV

The story I told Ryosuke about my past contained no lies. However, that wasn’t everything. There were things I hadn’t told him. For example, despite my father having no prior acquaintance with him, why did Soichi Aida show up at my father’s funeral? It was because that man and I had known each other before my father’s funeral, and I was the one who contacted him. The claim that “my father asked him to look after us” was a lie that man came up with.

My household gradually grew poorer from around the time I became a ninth-grader. I was given very little pocket money, and I reached a state where I couldn’t even socialize with my friends. So, I thought about selling my virginity for a high price. I was that kind of woman. And so, around November, I registered on a dating site, and the first person I met was Soichi Aida.

On the first day, he was extremely gentlemanly. We simply talked and had a luxurious meal in a gentle atmosphere. Just for that, I received 50,000 yen. Aida asked me to meet only him, so I deleted my registration on the dating site.

The second time we met, he made me get completely naked at his apartment, even though I had never shown even a bit of my naked body to any boy before. He saw everything, but that was all. He didn’t touch me. Afterward, he took me to a hospital, where I underwent a health checkup (STD testing) and a gynecological exam (to check for an intact hymen). After the exams, Aida told me, “I want you to sign an exclusive contract with me. I will pay you 500,000 yen a month.”

The conditions were:

◆I want you to help with my (Aida’s) ED treatment.

◆The time required is about six hours during the day every Saturday and Sunday.

◆Transportation to and from the meeting place will be provided.

◆Strict confidentiality is required as the relationship borders on the illegal.

◆Because I (Aida) have ED, your virginity will be protected.

◆During the contract period, dating other men is prohibited.

◆This contract can be terminated freely.

◆In the event of a breach of contract by either party, a penalty of one million yen shall be paid.

Since my parents were at their shop on Saturdays and Sundays and weren’t home, there was no problem at all. I accepted those terms and signed the contract. It was a condition better than anything I could have hoped for. I informed him that I would not terminate the contract until I graduated from high school.

Aida’s apartment was on the top floor of a six-story luxury building, and the entire floor was a single home, so it was incredibly spacious. Because of that, there were three live-in housekeepers, but they apparently had Saturdays and Sundays off. My transportation was handled by a woman named Miyuki Yoshikawa, who was Aida’s private secretary.

Miyuki-san was 24 at the time and was a beauty, but she was a woman whose glasses gave off a cold impression. Miyuki-san also served as my monitor and managed Aida’s private schedule. Apparently, she had been Aida’s mistress, and she adored him, being as obedient as a slave. She was extremely enthusiastic about Aida’s ED treatment and was the one who would come up with various ideas to make me do erotic things.

According to Miyuki-san, Aida had used Viagra only once. Her partner for that had been Miyuki-san, and she said, “I was happy, and it felt good.” However, Aida didn’t find it the least bit pleasurable, and due to some physical abnormalities, he apparently stopped using it.

“You’re not going to take my virginity by taking Viagra, are you?”

“It’s fine. It says in the contract that ‘your virginity will be protected,’ doesn’t it?”

I was a little worried, but a breach of contract was supposed to mean “paying a penalty of one million yen,” so it was the same as selling my virginity for a million yen. I thought if I could sell it that high, it was fine.

The first time he touched my body, I got goosebumps from a sense of revulsion. I didn’t know that being touched by another person was such a disgusting thing. However, while he was touching me only in places that were sensitive, I found myself feeling much more than I did when masturbating. Getting naked was no longer unpleasant, and I became able to strike embarrassing poses. In this way, Aida took his time undressing my heart, just as one would remove clothes piece by piece.

Eventually, I began to act spoiled with Aida and found myself seeking out his caresses. My world changed completely. I didn’t have any romantic feelings for Aida, but my body began to crave his fingers. Even having my nipples sucked, my genitals licked, and my anus licked was no longer unpleasant—instead, I began to seek it out. I was terrified. Did I feel pleasure no matter who touched me?

“Hahaha, no, that’s not it. The reason you feel this way is that in the beginning, I used this aphrodisiac to make you feel it. But now, even without using that aphrodisiac, you have accepted me, so you feel it normally.”

It was a foreign-made aphrodisiac cream. Aida-san enjoyed the sight of me writhing as he applied that cream to my nipples, my private parts, and my anus with his fingers. It seemed to have a tremendous effect on my erogenous zones. I certainly writhed in madness, and I had reached a point where I could no longer achieve climax without Aida-san’s fingers.

“I’m not using it now. You’re already fine without this cream.”

As Aida-san said, my body had become accustomed to his fingers. No, I was already unable to escape the pleasure granted by those fingers.

My father committed suicide. Our household went bankrupt. My mother was so overcome with despair that she was dazed. She was likely escaping from reality. At that time, I had about 1.5 million yen that I had received from Aida-san, but since I couldn’t explain how I had saved it, I couldn’t give it to my mother. Since my mother’s family home was like sitting on a bed of needles, I went to see Aida-san. Aida-san listened to my story and told me, “Leave it to me. I won’t let things go poorly for you.” And then, the adoption. I thought I would be made into a mistress, but I didn’t think I would be made into a sex slave.

Aida-san adopted me and sent me to a prestigious girl’s school. None of my junior high classmates were there. Miyuki-san handled the pick-ups and drop-offs. My schedule was also managed by Miyuki-san. After school, Miyuki-san would pick me up and take me straight to classical ballet or jazz dance lessons. Furthermore, I was forced to go to high-end beauty salons, erotic spas, chiropractors, and even cosmetic surgery clinics. At night, I studied with a private tutor. I always went to bed at 12:00 AM. On Saturdays and Sundays, the three of us—Aida-san, Miyuki-san, and I—would go to Aida-san’s villa for erotic lessons.

During the summer vacation of my first year in high school, I had my private parts reconstructed at a cosmetic surgery clinic. The slightly sepia-colored labia were cut with a scalpel, turning it into a vagina that looked just like a child’s. When the pain was gone and the gauze was removed, I showed it to Aida-san, and he repeatedly called it “beautiful.” I observed it myself, and it certainly was a beautiful vagina.

Even my face was made smaller by having my cheekbones and jawbone shaved down. After that, until I turned 16, I underwent several minor procedures on my eyes and nose, continuing until I achieved my current face. I didn’t think I had changed all that much through surgery, but when I looked back and compared myself to a photo from a year prior, I was shocked by how much cuter I had become.

I think going to high-end beauty salons, in addition to the surgery, was part of the reason. After all, my skin used to be rough with acne and breakouts, but now it was glowing and smooth. Furthermore, my once-damaged hair was now shiny and lustrous. When I first entered the prestigious girl’s school, I looked every bit the poor person, but by the time I turned 16, I felt like a top-tier socialite. Apparently, the fact that female hormones were flooding my system due to Aida-san’s erotic acts was also a factor. That was what Miyuki-san said.

Every day, the beauty gymnastics I performed completely naked along with Miyuki-san also seemed to be improving my figure. They were beauty gymnastics where we took nothing but obscene poses to the point where I wondered if they actually had any effect. Aida-san would record us incessantly with a video camera as we performed pose after pose that even the most shameless harlot would be too embarrassed to do. However, they had the effect of lifting my internal organs, and my waistline became considerably slimmer. Thanks to this, even my breasts, which had been a complex of mine, began to swell a bit, and I felt like they had reached an average size. I could do them in front of Ryosuke if I weren’t naked.

(I wonder if it would be okay to show him just once while naked.)

From the time I turned 16, every Friday night, Miyuki-san began burning aphrodisiac incense in my bedroom. When I was asleep, I was not allowed to wear pajamas, let alone underwear, except during my period. The room was dimly lit by downlights that cast a faint glow at my feet. Perhaps because of the scent of the incense, my body was starting to flush. My whole body felt hot, and it was as if a hazy mist had settled over my thoughts. My body temperature was rising abnormally. I violently kicked up the towel-blanket I had been covered with, casting it off the bed. The heat in my body did not subside. All the strength had drained from my system as well. Moving my legs or even my fingertips felt like a bothersome chore. My body was heavy. With this much lethargy, I would surely fall asleep soon. I closed my eyelids.

My heart was thumping in my ears. It was the sound of my own heartbeat. For some reason, the pulsation echoing from my chest—something I usually didn’t pay any mind to—became impossible to ignore. No matter how many times I tossed and turned, I couldn’t settle down. Absentmindedly, I stroked my own body.

“Hau…!?”

A familiar sensation ran shivering up my spine. It was a sweet feeling, the kind that made me want to indulge in it. Once more, I stroked my body.

“Ahn… nnh!!”

A sweet current of electricity surged through me again. High-pitched gasps spilled from my lips. The fingertips of my right hand reached down toward my crotch. I tried tracing the slit between my legs. The sweet sensation echoed through my body even more vividly. It was still frustrating. My fingers slipped inside the slit. A hot, sticky liquid entwined itself around my fingers.

“Aaah!!”

I cried out, with no room left for shame. I had plenty of experience with masturbation. However, I hadn’t done it even once since coming to this house. The moment the pads of my fingers traced my slit, my thoughts were blown into scattered pieces.

“Nnnh! Hauuuuu!!”

It was all I could do to bite down on my lower lip. My fingertips, following instinct over reason, persistently continued to stroke the fountainhead of pleasure. Lewd juices overflowed from my vagina, staining my fingers. My body temperature, which was already flushed, rose even higher.

(It’s so hot…)

I was still burning up. Atop my slightly swollen breasts, my nipples, red as cherries, were asserting themselves yearningly. My trembling left hand reached for a nipple. I pinched it gently between my thumb and index finger.

“Uaaah!”

Just pinching my nipples caused a sweet current of electricity to pierce through my body. Merely rolling them with my fingertips and occasionally applying pressure caused sparks to scatter behind my eyelids, as if flipping a switch of pleasure on and off. My right hand continued to trace my slit, and it, too, searched for and located the switch of sensuality. Right above the lewd lips that continued to drool slovenly, my fingertips touched my clitoris, which was peeking out slightly from within its prepuce. Instantly, a current several times stronger than the one from my nipples excited my nerves.

“Haah! Aaaaah!! Ah…!!”

My pitiful pink clitoris was captured by the fingers of my right hand. Every time the two switches of pleasure were stimulated alternately, my body jumped with a start. Though I was gasping for breath on the bed, my spine arching like a bow, I could not stop the lewd play. The index finger of my right hand flicked the engorged clitoris. A slight pain and an overwhelming surge of pleasure welled up within me.

“Ugh…! Ah…!!”

I let out a gasp that was closer to a scream, my voice no longer forming words. I could feel the heat within my body increasing. Eventually, it exceeded the limit.

“Hauaaaaa…!!!”

In an instant, I exhaled every bit of air in my lungs. Hot mucus spurted from my crotch two or three times. My right hand became stained, covered in love juices.

“Did that feel good?”

Wait, who…? I suddenly realized that, at some point, the room had been illuminated by bright lights. Miyuki-san was standing there, holding a video camera in her hand.

“That was some quite intense masturbation. I got some good footage. You had your legs spread as wide as they could go.”

I was suddenly overcome with shame. I picked up the towel-blanket that had fallen to the floor by the bed and hurriedly hid my body.

“Miyuki-san, that’s cruel. To record it on video…”

“The one doing the lewd things was you, Yuna. I just caught it on video.”

“Since when were you filming?”

“From the moment you kicked the towel-blanket away.”

Ugh, so from the very beginning. How embarrassing! For a woman to show someone her masturbation… Ah. Overwhelmed by humiliation, I ran into the bathroom. I figured Aida-san probably had Miyuki-san film it so he could watch it later anyway. Ah, whatever. When I finished my shower and returned to the room, Miyuki-san had cleared away the incense and changed the sheets. The sheets had been soaking wet with the lewd juices coming from my private parts. So embarrassing!

“Next week, I’m going to have you masturbate in that armchair in front of the camera. Look forward to it.”

Miyuki-san existed solely to make me do erotic things. I wondered how she constantly came up with such lewd ideas. It was truly humiliating when I was made to walk naked, straddling a rope soaked in lotion that had knots every 30cm. Every time the rope dug into my vagina and the knots stimulated my clitoris or anus, I would cry out. Every second of it was captured on video. Yet, I walked on, love juices dripping from my vagina. It felt good. When I was made to do this blindfolded in the garden of the villa at age 18, I climaxed over and over, my body trembling.

One night when I was 16, while I was masturbating like mad under the influence of the aphrodisiac incense in my room, I found myself desiring penetration.

“Master, please put it in my vagina. Please. Thrust it in!”

Aida-san had ED. It was an impossible request. Even so, Aida-san spoke with a sad expression.

“Miyuki, put on the strap-on. Yuna, your hymen will be torn, but as long as you haven’t accepted a man, you remain a virgin. Understood?”

“Yes, please. Ahh.”

When Aida-san climbed on top of me, I spread my legs wide with a look of ecstasy. When I was pierced by the prosthetic penis coated in plenty of lotion, even the pain turned into pleasure. Apparently, my writhing at that time was incredible. I didn’t remember it myself, though. Miyuki-san told me that after I fainted, she also had Aida-san penetrate her while he was wearing the strap-on. It seemed the aphrodisiac incense had worked on Miyuki-san as well.

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