Chapter Twenty
Yuriko nuzzled me gently, her head resting against my shoulder. Despite my immense dislike for her, it was moments like this that even back then I enjoyed. Her pale body against my own, her exceptional beauty for once not destroyed by the arrogant, selfish things that constantly spewed from her mouth. I gazed at her, reaching up gently, running my hand along her dark pink locks and soft face. If things had happened differently between us, I might have wanted her far more than I did now.
At my touch, a tiny whimper fell from her throat. It was...sexy, tempting. If I were to be completely honest sex with Saya's mother was incredibly pleasurable, despite the mental torment. Even now I felt so filthy. I would for a long time afterwards. Yuriko definitely knew what she was doing with her body, more so than even Shizuka or Yuuki. And no matter what I did to her, she enjoyed it. Like when I had taken her ass. Shouldn't that have hurt? That was the intent and yet she had melted against me as if I'd just put it in her pussy or something. It made no sense.
Instead, it made me feel terrible. For trying to hurt her, even though she deserved it. And that was the thing with Yuriko. Despite what she always did to me, I had always respected her, especially when I was younger. I had a crush on her back then, that much was true. But she took advantage of my youth, of my inability to defend myself against my father's friend, of my feelings and used me. Even so, why did I still feel like I had no right to try and hurt her like she hurt me? Even though I had been so angry, now I just felt tired, disgusted, and...sad.
I pushed the covers off of me and sat up, tossing my legs over the side of the bed. I gazed into the darkness of the bedroom, at the fancy wallpaper and even fancier furniture. Despite how beautiful it was here, I wondered how long this peace would last. Yuriko seemed to sense my worries or perhaps she just missed my body warmth and she shifted, draping herself against my back, her breasts soft and large. I sighed.
"Your husband. Where is he?" Yuriko shifted closer, and she crawled around me until she was in front of me. I didn't try to stop her as she climbed into my lap. Her firm, round ass pressed against my crotch. I twitched. Her smirk was annoying.
"My husband is away on business." Yuriko reached up and cupped my cheek. When she tried to kiss me, I turned my face away. That was something I would never give to her. Not willingly. I expected her to get angry, to slap me or do something similar or even force me to kiss her. Instead, when I looked back at her she was just smiling. Her fingers curled into my long, straight hair, tightening in a fist as she jerked my face closer. "He should be returning early tomorrow. Will you help me?"
I gazed back at her, eyes hooded. My teeth grit. "Help you?"
"You will see. I expect you to stand at my side. Now, you have reminded me of the work I must tend to." She sighed as she gently pushed away from me, brushing her fingers through her long hair. I watched her as she moved. Her naked body was and always had been incredible. Firm. Womanly. Shapely hips and such a lovely waist and stomach, not to mention those breasts…I shook my head.
It was wasted on someone like her. Wasted on someone like Yuuki Miku as well, for that matter.
"Get some sleep." I watched her dress, unmoving. She walked away towards the doorway, then looked back with her knowing smile. "And do remember the rules love. No touching, no kissing, no flirting. You're mine." I stiffened, hands on my knees as I tried to figure out how to respond to that. She opened the door. I stood quickly.
"Wait Yuriko please!"
She turned back, condescending smirk still on her pouty lips. I looked at the ground. "Is there...anything I can do to change your mind?" I closed my eyes as I waited for her response. I felt a rush of shame. This was almost like begging. I waited in that dark room, the lights still off as they had been most of that night. I felt her walking closer to me, so so close. Around me.
"About what," she asked innocently, still circling me like I was prey.
"About..." I gnashed my teeth together and clenched my fists. "About the girls. I...I love them. I want to hold them, after so long, after so much danger. I miss them. I want to kiss Rei, and Shizuka, and even Saya." Before I knew it tears were biting at my eyes. "I've been through so much with them! I can't go back, to being friends, to being normal with them!" My knees suddenly felt week as I spoke. I couldn't! It would be too hard. Their life depending on whether or not I could resist them? Whether or not I could refuse their love and hurt them!? It wasn't fair! If I appealed to her, if I begged- she had to listen to me. Yuriko couldn't be that cruel. Not towards a bunch of teenagers. Not after what we'd been through!
"I'm begging you to understand," I whispered, and I grit my teeth as I felt wetness on my cheeks. Yuriko's expression was unreadable. When she saw that I had nothing more to say she sighed. Then, a flicker of disgust entered her eyes and she slapped me so hard I was seeing stars for a moment. It felt like my cheek was on fire! Damn, Saya must have learned that from her...I held my face, shocked. The Takagi woman glared at me, and I felt weak before her.
"You're disgusting. To cry like a baby. I didn't take you for such a fool, such a weakling." She shook her head. "I do not share. If I wanted to then I would be joyous about my marriage with my cheating husband."
I wiped at my eyes with my arm. "Yuriko! Please! I can't-"p
"Be quiet!" I shut up. Yuriko turned away from me. When she glanced back, she sighed. "You are a very lucky girl. Lucky that I find myself so enraptured by you- that you are so cute. If you were any other person, you would be gone from this estate. And your friends would suffer the same fate. If you want them, then you'd better leave with them." She smiled cruelly. "But fine. You want to play pretend marriage with those girls? Saya, only. And even with that I have...expectations." Yuriko walked away. The door shut quietly behind her. I didn't have anything else to do. I just went to bed, wondering what I was going to do.
I never knew Yuriko's husband was cheating on her. Then again, with how batshit she was, who could blame him?
I woke up to someone bouncing on me. It was painful, and extremely annoying. My eyes snapped open. Short pink hair, a tiny body? I remembered her. Alice.I reached up and grabbed two scrawny arms.. "Enough," I muttered. Alice beamed, smiling back at me as if she couldn't tell how pissed I was. The obliviousness of a child, I supposed. She hugged me tight.
"I was so worried about you! I thought you were never coming back like my mommy."
"Alice! Stop that, get off of her," a male voice exclaimed, and I glanced over lazily at where her father was. He looked horrified and embarrassed at his child's actions. "I am sorry, ma'am." Behind him, some other familiar faces. Takashi again, and Kohta. Shizuka too. I smiled slightly, my dark mood lifting at the sight of them. I sat up in bed, rubbing the back of my head.
"Hey guys." Takashi beamed back at me.
"Sup Saeko."
I picked Alice up as I stood. I was relieved. Almost all the pain in my back had dissipated. It had been worrisome. I was glad it wasn't too serious and that Shizuka's bandages and formula she'd put on me when we were alone actually helped. I bounced Alice in my arms. "Of course I came back, Alice. Why wouldn't I," I gave her a small grin, before returning her to her father.
He bowed deeply. "Apologies again. We'd best get going."Alice waved at me as her father dragged her away. I crossed my arms.
"Pretty sure she has a crush on you," Kohta muttered, "why in the world do girls like you?" I glanced at him. My brows furrowed.
"And why wouldn't they?" I didn't wait for his response. Since I was only in boxers and a t-shirt, I decided it would be wise to get dressed. I searched around for the clothes I had worn the night before. I tugged them on. They were wrinkled and worn from use. I pat my clothes down, before picking up my sheathed katana and walking towards the door. I gave them a smile." So, shall we go and see the others?" The two boys nodded.
"Yeah, they'll be pumped to see you," Takashi laughed.
I gestured at the door. "Lead the way then." Takashi gave me the thumbs up then turned away. I followed him and Kohta, who gave me an odd look. I sighed as I thought about the previous day's events. It was good to be outside that awful room though. The house truly was beautiful. All of it. Even the guards in it were rugged, handsome men. We passed by a lot of them, katana wielding guys who thought they were better than me. I could tell by the way they eyed by sword, the way they glared at all three of us. I glared back, and so did Takashi. Kohta just kept his head down. I wanted to ask Takashi how Saya had been that morning, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I kept thinking about that glare she gave me. How angry, how serious she had been...
Yet Yuriko said I could be with her...
Speak of the devil. I could hear her screaming from here. "Like you would ever understand, mother!? You don't even care do you!" I lowered my head. I'd caused a fight between Saya and her mother, I was sure of it. Guilt filled me. Takashi glanced at me, nervous.
"Go on ahead. I need to talk to Saya and her mother."
Takashi nodded gravely, understanding. "We're all downstairs. So just have Saya show you where we are when you're done. She said she had something she wanted to talk about? Not sure." He gave me a wave, which I returned. Kohta gave me one last look, a gaze I now recognized anger in, and dashed down the stairs besides us. I turned my own eyes down the windowed corridor. Then, I took a death breath, and followed the sounds of Saya's shrill shrieks. That girl sure was loud...
It was Yuriko's office again. Then, I raised my hand, and knocked on the wood. The shouting died down. Saya ripped the door open. "We're bus-" She saw that it was me, and her eyes widened. "Saeko?" Her entire body tensed. I resisted the urge to reach out and try to calm her. Instead, I just nodded. She rubbed at her temples. Then she opened the door wider and let me inside. Yuriko looked as beautiful as usual, a different red dress tight on her body, a white shawl draped loosely on her arms. I bowed.
"Good morning, Yuriko."
"And good morning to you, Saeko."
Saya snorted. "Good way to greet your rapist," the pinkette shook her head. I didn't say anything in response, but I agreed with disgusted sarcasm. I was a coward. I straightened, crossing my arms. "Now that you're here we can discuss this issue."
"Discuss? Do you mean continue to scream at me without giving me a chance to reply," her mother asked calmly. "Or are you actually going to be a good girl and listen." I flinched at the use of "good girl." I glanced between the two of them. It was clear to me that even before I arrived, there had been tension between the two Takagi's. It made sense. They were both so headstrong, arrogant. Yuriko was also quite snobbish, and proud of her accomplishments. No doubt she took any opportunity she had to rub that in Saya's face. Even when she was a child.
Saya's face was scarlet from her mother's words. She looked like she was about to explode. "If you would stop lying to me, and stop accusing me of doing things I didn't do then I would have no reason to scream!" I smiled. Saya always had a reason to scream.
Yuriko sighed, standing gracefully. "My darling. I'm not lying to you. I promise you I have not touched Saeko. And I know that you touched her. I am simply trying to make sure my daughter stays pure before marriage. I don't want you to ruin your life." Saya didn't say a word for a long second, her mouth opening. Then, her fists tightened.
"I don't believe you."
Yuriko sighed, and glanced at me. "Saeko. Did I touch you?"
Lowering my head, I responded. "No. You didn-"
"Stop lying," Saya screamed, cutting my reply off. I flinched, and Yuriko's face tightened with invisible rage. I saw a fire in her eyes. "I know you did, mother. I know you touched her when she was a younger teen. She told me. I saw the look in her eyes, the honesty in her tone! I also saw you take a visit to her room last night. I was on my way to apologize for yelling and hitting her, and there you were. Disappearing into her room. And I heard you moaning like a whore!" I didn't have anything to say. What could I say? It was the truth. Yuriko also wasn't saying anything, mouth a tight line. Saya grabbed me by the arm, and tugged me towards her. Shock filled me when she stepped in front of me.
"And I won't let you touch her again. I saw it. The look in her eyes." Her expression hardened further, dark pink eyes burning into Saya. "I trust her more than I have ever trusted you. You were always so selfish. So childish. Jealous. So quick to rub your accomplishments in my face. You denied me what I wanted at every opportunity. You will not deny me Saeko, and you will not hurt her. I'm telling father about this."
Now Yuriko's eyes widened. She never thought Saya would bring this news to her father? "You will do no such thing, daughter," the older woman snapped. I didn't know what to think of this. What to do. If I took one wrong step, her mother would have the group removed. But would that really be so terrible? The desire to protect Saya from her mother's words, and her possible actions was so strong in me. Saya had stood up to Yuriko for me. She wanted to protect me. Her love for me, her trust in me, was clear with every word that fell from her lips... "You think I wish to refuse you Saeko? I didn't, and I won't. I even told her last night that she could have you. That you could have her. Just that the other girls you came here couldn't."
Saya was silent. Then she laughed. "And why would you do that?"
Yuriko crossed her arms. She stepped closer to the two of us. Saya seemed to unconsciously step back. "Because you're such a good girl..." Saya backed into me, and I rested my hands on her shoulders, steadying her. She shivered slightly at my touch. I saw the look in Yuriko's eyes. She looked like a caged animal, her eyes. She was truly scared of her husband finding out about what she'd done to me. I wondered the reasons. Those scared, cornered animal eyes met mine. Then a smile, graced those plump, painted lips, and she swiftly stepped forward. She reached forward. Her fingers tightened into pink hair, and-
My eyes widened. No way. This wasn't happening.
But it was. Arousal pounded into me. Yuriko was...kissing her. Her own daughter. I stumbled back, shocked by what I was witnessing. And disgustingly turned on. I was paralyzed, watching it. Saya's eyes were saucer wide. There was something so hot about it. About seeing Yuriko holding her so possessively, watching their mouths crush together. Saya stumbled back again, hitting the door. Yuriko grabbed her wrist when her hand reached for the doorknob, to escape. Then she pinned Saya's hands against the wood. Saya whimpered, writhing, eyes starting to close a little. When she pulled away, Saya opened her mouth. To do what? Scream, say something? I wouldn't find out, because Yuriko covered it quickly. Her grip was strong, firm, and she pushed Saya towards me.
The girl looked horrified, terrified, disgusted. Tears were starting down the top of cheeks. She stumbled into me, the beginning of sobs starting to rise in her throat. Yuriko smirked. "Now. Be a good girl, Saeko. Convince her this is for the best. Just the three of us."
I understood now, why she wanted to let me "be with Saya." At least partially. This woman had no limits to her depravity, and it was clear she was truly terrified of- and truly hated- her husband. But what did she expect me to do? Convince Saya it would be best to let her mother share me? Convince her how? It made no sense. I wrapped a protective arm around Saya. "I don't understand what you're asking."
Yuriko sighed. "Saya. You've always been such a good, gracious little girl. You've seen what your father does to me. Is it so shocking that I would seek the love of someone else? That I would reach out to Saeko after that abuse, after he cheated on me?" Saya's eyes widened, she was holding her mouth. I could see she was thinking, always thinking, trying to make sense of this situation just as I was. Love? She wanted my love? Or was she lying again, as usual. But when she looked at me, I felt it. The same way I felt it from the other girls. In some odd way this woman actually was in love with me. So much that wanted to keep me from the other girls. But why was she doing this to Saya? "Mommy is so...hurt by the fact that you would tell him about this. Yes, at first, I was cruel to Saeko. I hurt her inside, I was selfish! I know," Tears brimmed Yuriko's eyes. "But I do love her. Is it so bad to want her for myself? You feel the same way..." Her fingers cupped Saya's cheek. "Come now, Saya. Share with your mother."
Tears streamed down Saya's face. It was clear she was confused. So confused. Whatever this was about her father roughing Yuriko up had to be true, because she looked guilty as well. She didn't want to tell on her mother. She didn't want to get her hurt. Despite not getting along with her from what I'd seen, she loved her. It was obvious, especially after seeing her reaction to me telling her her mother had raped me. And she was obviously so violated, so hurt, from the way her mother had just touched her. Kissed her. And now her mother was asking her to let that continue... The conflict in her eyes was painful to see.
"Saya...I don't mind. If I have you. Your father is arriving today. Later. But Yuriko...she's going to get rid of our friends. Throw them out. If she does that before he arrives, then resisting her right now would be pointless. That's why," I tucked my arm tighter around her. "That's why this is okay."
Yuriko nodded her approval. She stepped close again, heels clicking. "A mother embracing her daughter. It's not so wrong..." Her hand touched Saya's face. Gentle and soft. I felt Saya press back further into me. "I know Saeko as well. I bet you can feel it right now. Her erection. This turns her on. Us. And you don't have to share with anyone else. None of those other girls. They won't lay a hand on us. And your friends will be safe. Think about it. This is the most beneficial choice for all of us. Saeko is right. If you resist me here, I will have all of your friends thrown out- or worse, I'll have them killed. And of course you're my daughter so I'd spare you. You could watch it happen."
Saya slumped against me.
"Okay."
Yuriko smiled. Pleased. "Good. I knew you'd make the right choice. Now, come here Saya...I know it must have been hard not going all the way with Saeko last night. But we can change that right now." The adult woman guided Saya away from me, towards her desk. Tears were still streaming down Saya's face. Yuriko smiled at me. "Saeko. Let's give her what she wants. Let's give her you." I didn't move. "Now, Saeko."
"You can't do this...your daughter she doesn't want it!" Yuriko smirked.
"She doesn't? I know my daughter, Busujima. I know her desires. I know the way she works."
"Saeko. It's okay," Saya whispered when I still refused to move, leaning into her mother, face against her breasts. When she glanced at me, she was blushing. I stiffened, shocked at the way the tears were now gone. Surely, Saya couldn't want this? Then I realized why. Because Rei, Shizuka, Yuuki even, wouldn't get me. Only she would. She was just as crazy possessive as her mother. I swore, every girl I met except for Shizuka was insane. I didn't move from the spot. Saya was willing to have a threesome with her mother, just so she could fuck me? What the hell was wrong with her!?
"You have five seconds," Yuriko snapped, "to get over here, and give her what she wants. Don't be selfish. Last night, it was Saya that comforted you. She was willing to give you her body, let you have your way with her while angry and brutish. She was going to let you hurt her just so you could feel better. You owe her this. Your love, your loyalty. I made you who you are today really, Saeko." Yuriko smirked wider. "You owe us both. Now get over here...now." In the end, it was my own depravity that made me move. The thought of having them both. Of fucking them both at the same time. And it was my ego. I acted shocked at the way Saya wanted me so desperately, at her possessiveness but...it was hot. The way she'd kissed her mother, the way Yuriko was holding her even now. It was so fucking hot. I was so messed up.
Two powerful, wealthy woman wanted me. Not Takashi, not Kohta, not even the mysterious man that was Yuriko's husband. Me. Just me.
My lust made my feet move forward. I wanted them. I wanted them to myself. If I could protect everyone in the process, then why not?
But once this happened. Well, there was no going back, was there?