AUTHOR'S NOTES

LONG TIME NO SEE! Sorry everyone, I've been chipping away at several fics at once and dealing with writers block for a while. This is the first fic completed and I do plan on more, maybe not this exact pairing but who knows. Also yes, this will be a heavy mommy-kink/breastfeeding fic (a newly discovered kink and very much going to indulge in it with my writing) Satoko is in college and Akane is the new head of the Sonozaki family (don't ask where her husband is, lets just put it to him going off to the sunset never to return).

WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAIN EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT BETWEEN TWO CONSENTING WOMEN. ALSO INCLUDES MOMMYKINK, BREASTFEEDING, TOYS, SWITCH AKANE, SWITCH SATOKO


Satoko huffed as she tugged at the patio chair she had been dragging for what felt like ten miles. She could feel the sweat dripping down her back and face as she worked. "Last one, last one," she muttered under her breath. Rather than giving her tired body the burst of energy as Satoko hoped, the idea that she would soon be done only sapped what little strength she had left. The blonde grunted as her hands slipped from the back of the chair and she fell onto her behind. Satoko panted on the ground, shaking her hands to snap some life back into her fingers. "Come on, you just have a few more feet," she consoled herself. She could do it. It was just one more stupid chair and she'd be done for the day.

After a minute of Satoko reassuring herself that the end was near, she got back up onto shaky legs and resumed her ordeal. She barely resisted the urge to dig her short nails into the chair's soft, and most likely very expensive, cushions. If she damaged it at all, her debt to the Sonozakis would only increase.

"Its that stupid cat's fault!" Satoko growled, punctuating each word with another tug. She didn't really feel any ill will towards the stray cat that started all this, but it was easier to blame the animal than herself. Satoko could have easily slammed on the brakes or jerked the steering wheel to the left, but no. Of course she had to swerve off the road, avoiding the black cat, and straight into a tree. Everyone proclaimed it a miracle that Satoko had stumbled out of the car with only scrapes and bruises but it was clear at a glance that the vehicle was totaled. Shion didn't let Satoko out of her sight for an entire week, fretting over every little bruise and immediately ordering Satoko to bed whenever the blonde exerted herself too much in Shion's eyes, which meant Satoko could do nothing but rest.

Just as Shion started to give Satoko the space she desperately needed, the black cat's curse of bad luck reared its head once more. Mion visited Satoko, wearing a slightly embarrassed expression as she gave the blonde the bill for the car's repairs. Satoko had blinked at the amount, she had been expecting to sell both her kidneys to pay back what she owed. Mion had explained that the insurance covered almost all of the car's repairs but the customizations like the bulletproof glass that wasn't under the policy. Satoko could have the money in a few months' time but then she saw the name of the owner of the vehicle.

Akane Sonozaki.

The name made Satoko's mouth go dry. Shion had always allowed Satoko to borrow her car whenever the blonde needed but during that fateful day it had been in the shop for maintenance. So when Shion passed her a different set of keys, Satoko had assumed it was a rental or maybe even Mion's car. She would never have touched those keys if she had known it belonged to the Sonozaki clan's current head.

"I, I have to pay this back right away, don't I?" Satoko asked, her voice slightly quivering. She could, of course, but it would mean having to postpone her third year of college.

Mion held up her hands to show that Satoko had nothing to fear from her mother. She explained Akane's plan to have Satoko pay back the money owed. The blonde would visit the Sonozaki estate twice a week and do odd jobs for the family for the summer. Akane had promised to pay Satoko exceptionally well for the hard work. Mion had assured Satoko could easily come away with quite a bit of pocket money with none of the jobs being too hard.

"'Nothing too hard' my ass!" Satoko growled to herself as she pulled the chair the last foot to its destination. She was panting heavily and her body protested every movement. She glared daggers at the glass table and the matching four chairs, wishing dearly that it all went up in flame. "Damn that stupid fucking cat," she hissed under her breath.

"You shouldn't speak too harshly about strays, dear. It's said that one can judge a person on how they treat those less fortunate than them."

Satoko jumped and let out a small squeak at the sound of Akane's voice. It wasn't the first time the older woman had managed to sneak up on the blonde. Satoko had a sneaking suspicion the Sonozaki head rather enjoyed eliciting the reaction out of her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," she said, feeling absurdly guilty at having been caught insulting the stray.

Akane gave a soft smile that could mean just about anything, although her eyes were alight with humor. "I know you didn't. If you truly felt that way, you would have never hit that tree."

Even if Akane meant to soothe Satoko's nerves, the reminder of the debt the blonde owed made Satoko squirm inside. "I, uh, I'm done with the patio furniture," was all Satoko could think to say.

"I can see that," Akane said with a chuckle. "Thank you for fetching it all out of the storage shed. The weather is growing warmer and it would be lovely to eat watermelon outside."

Satoko could easily imagine Shion and Mion chomping down on watermelon, but she couldn't picture Akane doing the same. The older woman would be sipping some imported tea, or sake, and fanning herself. Satoko glanced at the patio chair she was just struggling with and could practically see Akane stretched out over it, a bead of sweat slowly rolling down her neck to disappear into the folds of her kimono. She tore her eyes away from the furniture as her cheeks flushed red.

"Is something a matter?"

"Oh, I, it's nothing!" Satoko took a hasty step back as Akane looked at her in concern, although the blonde could swear the corners of her lips were upturned in the tiniest smile. "I'm just really hot, is all." To emphasize her point, she grabbed the front of her collar and fanned herself. Satoko grimaced as she realized just how damp the fabric was from her sweat. Her shirt was practically stuck to her body as Satoko tugged at her collar. "Goodness, I must look a mess."

Akane laughed, hiding her mouth behind the sleeve of her kimono as she trailed her eyes over Satoko's body. "Not at all. You've just been working very hard." She lowered her hand and Satoko could detect some concern in those green eyes. "A little too hard, perhaps."

"N-no! I'm fit as a fiddle!" Satoko frantically waved away Akane's concerned remark. If the Sonozaki head thought the blonde was pushing herself too hard, then she wouldn't be invited back to work off the debt. "I just need to get a good night's sleep and I'll be as good as new."

"Still," Akane said, studying Satoko. "You must be awfully sore after moving all that heavy furniture just a few days after you mowed the lawn." She gestured at the patio chair Satoko had so painstakingly dragged across the yard. "Sit down and rest a little before you go home."

Satoko couldn't even attempt to deny the claim. She was sore, very very sore. Her body ached worse than she ever remembered and she didn't even want to imagine how bad it would be in the morning. "Maybe I could use a little break." Satoko had taken a step towards the suddenly wonderfully inviting chair when she gasped sharply. She had been standing still for too long. Her leg gave a painful pang and she stumbled a step. "Fuck!" Satoko sat heavily onto the patio chair and clutched at her calf, gritting her teeth at the tightness in her muscles. "Just a cramp," she grunted to Akane who moved closer to help.

Akane grimaced and nodded sympathetically. "I used to get them all the time when I practiced kendo." She sat next to Satoko and gestured at the calf Satoko still clutched. "Here, let me."

Satoko didn't know how to politely refuse Akane's help so she gingerly swiveled in the chair and offered her leg. Her eyes snapped shut as Akane moved her leg so it stretched over her lap. "Ah!" Satoko bit hard on her inner cheek to stop herself from swearing again.

"The pain will go away soon," Akane murmured reassuringly, firmly moving her hand up Satoko's calf to smooth the cramping muscles. She could feel them slowly loosen and saw the pain melt from Satoko's face. When the last traces of pain was gone, Akane continued, her fingers kneading the younger woman's calf.

"Feels good," Satoko murmured. With the cramp gone, Akane's fingers felt heavenly on her leg.

"I'm glad to hear it," Akane laughed softly as she let go of Satoko's leg. She read the disappointment on the younger woman's face and tilted her head at her. "Does your body ache anywhere else?"

"My whole body aches," Satoko groaned without thinking. She gingerly lifted her leg from Akane's lap and carefully flexed her calf, sighing in relief when the pain didn't flair up.

"That won't do," Akane said in what Satoko thought was motherly concern, but there was something lingering in the back of those green eyes that Satoko couldn't quite identify. "Follow me." Without a backward glance, she stood from the chair and began walking to the house.

Satoko didn't have any option but to follow the older woman. She had been in the house enough times now not to feel intimidated by the sheer number of rooms but soon she found herself standing in front of a door she had not been in before.

"I hope you don't reject to entering my bedroom," Akane said, reading the question on Satoko's face. "I have some massage oil here that will soothe your aching muscles."

Satoko couldn't help taking a step back when she learned that this was Akane's room. "I, um, massage oil?" she stammered.

"Massage oil," Akane repeated with an approving nod. "I have a cousin-in-law that makes her own. It's perfect for sore muscles and it smells divine." She slid open the paper door and tilted her head inside. "You don't have to look so afraid, dear. I don't bite."

The grin Akane wore when she said those words made Satoko doubt the statement very much. But there was a hint of a challenge in those green eyes that poked at the blonde's pride. She wants to see how far she can push me. Satoko gave a nonchalant shrug and took the two steps to enter Akane's domain before her more rational side talked her out of it.

"Whoah," Satoko breathed a moment later. To call this a room was an understatement! Akane's room was the size of Satoko's living room and the window on the far side of the wall gave the older woman a perfect view of the mountains far in the distance. The sound of a drawer opening made Satoko move her gaze from the window to the large bed at the back of the room.

Akane pulled out a glass bottle from a nightstand and gestured to the bed. "Take off your shirt and jeans and lay down there."

"Wh-WHAT!?" Satoko squeaked.

"The massage oil needs to seep into your muscles," Akane explained patiently, although Satoko could clearly read the amusement in her eyes. "Your clothing will get in the way of that."

"But, but shouldn't we be doing this somewhere else?" Satoko argued, her face burning. She refused to let her eyes fall onto the bed or else her mind might imagine something it really shouldn't. "Like the living room or maybe even outside?"

Akane tilted her head as she considered Satoko's suggestions. "I'm afraid that the oil will attract insects if we use it outside. And I'm sure you don't want my daughters to catch us in the living room. They might get the wrong idea."

And what idea would they get if they found out I was practically naked in your bed! Satoko thought. Still, she really didn't want Shion to catch her being pampered by Akane. Her Nee Nee wouldn't let her hear the end of it if she saw her own mother massaging oil into Satoko's body. She eyed the bottle still held in Akane's hands. Her muscles did ache terribly and it felt amazing when Akane massaged the cramp away in her calf. Satoko could only guess how incredible it would be for the older woman to massage away her other aching muscles with that oil.

Satoko was still weighing her options when she caught sight of that same mischievous glint in Akane's eyes. It reminded the blonde instantly of her Nee Nee, especially when Shion was pretending to fawn over Keiichi and make him flustered in front of her sister. She's still teasing me. She wants me to say no.

"Fine," Satoko mumbled under her breath. Before her courage could desert her, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled the garment over her head. Her pants and socks were quick to join her shirt until Satoko stood only in her boxers and bra. Satoko walked quickly to the bed and laid on her stomach before turning her head to look up at Akane. She lifted her chin defiantly as Akane blinked down at her. Ha! Bet she didn't expect me to agree to do this here! Satoko thought triumphantly.

"Boxers?" the older woman asked. She gave a small chuckle as she looked at them more closely. "With little hearts? How cute."

The smirk on Satoko's face twitched as she was reminded of which boxers she had put on that day. "I prefer boxers over panties," she explained as casually as she could manage. "They're more comfortable in hot weather like this." Akane hummed as if she were seriously listening to what Satoko was saying, but the amusement was still playing in her eyes. The knowledge that the older woman thought it was funny what underwear Satoko wore pricked once more at the blonde's pride. Perhaps that was why she grumbled, "I bet you only wear silk underwear."

The humor in Akane's eyes only grew at the retort. She glanced down at her black kimono and then back up to Satoko. "Oh no, this is a traditional kimono. Everyone knows that a woman wears nothing underneath it." She savored the blush on Satoko's face and the gaping mouth for a few seconds before she held up the bottle of massage oil still in her hands. "Try to relax while I go and warm up the oil. It works much better when it's warm." With that, she turned and left Satoko in her underwear on her bed.

Satoko watched Akane leave before resting her chin on her crossed arms as her mind whirled. If she needed to warm up the oil first, why did she insist on me getting undressed now? she questioned herself. Satoko had heard a story or two from Mion and Shion about how playful their mother could get when they had a guest over, but from the way they sighed and muttered it was clear that Akane enjoyed the teasing much more than her daughters. She wondered for a heartbeat if Akane ever offered a massage to Rena or Keiichi. An image of Keiichi sprung into her head. He was laying on the bed, his nose leaking blood as he smiled stupidly, waiting for Akane to return with the massage oil. I hope she heated it until it was boiling. The anger that washed over Satoko took the blonde by surprise. She shook her head to get rid of the emotion and the mental image of Keiichi. Curious, she tried to imagine Rena in Keiichi's place, just to see if she had the same reaction. However, when she pictured the brunette on Akane's bed, giving a soft "Hau," everytime Akane's hands slid over her body, Satoko had a very different reaction. She bit her bottom lip and squeezed her thighs together as her lower belly did a pleasant somersault.

"Whatever were you thinking about just now?"

Satoko jolted at Akane's voice. She was so distracted by her own imagination that she hadn't heard Akane enter the room. She did her best to think of very unsexy things like studying or the taste of pumpkin. Even then, Satoko could still feel her cheeks burning as she said, "It was nothing."

Akane tilted her head, her eyes narrowing. Satoko found that she couldn't break the gaze. It was as if the older woman could peer into her mind and see every thought flitting through the blonde's mind. "Truly?" Akane asked, the word dripping with her doubt. "It did seem that you were rather," she halted to see Satoko gulp, "occupied with something."

"Li, like I said, it was nothing." Satoko could have winced at her own voice. It was far too high-pitched and nervous. She could see that her continued denials only furthered amused Akane. Satoko did her best to hide her nerves and slipped on her confident mask that she used during club activities when she wanted her friends to believe she had the upper hand. She was Satoko the Trapmaster! She should be able to bluff away her nerves in front of Akane with no effort at all. Satoko made herself stretch out languidly on the bed, feeling the smooth sheets glide over her belly and legs. She cleared her throat so it wouldn't crack again and nodded to the bottle in Akane's hand. "Is the oil ready?"

Akane raised an eyebrow at Satoko's sudden change in attitude, clearly not believing a second of it. "It is," she said smoothly. She moved to the bed as she flicked open the bottle's lid with her thumb. Akane squirted a small amount onto her hand. As she rubbed the oil between her hands, she nodded to Satoko's bra. "Unclip your bra." When Satoko's bravado crumbled away and the blonde gaped at her again, Akane allowed a small smile. "Have you never had a back massage before?"

Satoko shook her head as her fingers sought out the clasp of her bra. She heard it snap open and raised her body just enough to slip the garment out from underneath her. Satoko held the bra in her hand for a moment, considering, before she tossed it to pile on top of her other clothing. She settled back down onto her stomach, very aware of the sheets brushing against her breasts and nipples.

"I'm going to start now," Akane warned the blonde before she placed her hands on Satoko's back. She kept her touch gentle, barely applying any pressure as she slid her hands up and down the younger woman's back, spreading the oil until her back glistened. When she felt Satoko relax slightly, Akane pressed down a little harder. She could feel the various knots in the blonde's body but she didn't rub them away initially. She knew Satoko was nervous, despite the bravado she tried to put on. Akane had a strange sense of guilt suddenly at putting the blonde on edge so much. She rather enjoyed teasing Satoko, but she conceded that perhaps she went a little too far. "How does it feel?" she asked after a while, running her hands up and kneading Satoko's shoulders, slowly growing firmer as she massaged away the knots.

"Good," Satoko mumbled, sinking deeper into the bed. She sighed contentedly as Akane's hands glided back down her back. Sometimes the older woman would focus on a particular area that hurt slightly as she rubbed, but soon the pain melted away to leave bliss. Her entire body felt like jelly and Satoko didn't think she had enough strength to leave the bed for several years, as long as those fingers continued to rub and knead her body. "Harder."

It took both women a few seconds to process Satoko's command. Satoko tensed when she realized that she had dared to order the head of the Sonozaki clan. Akane however, looked down at the half naked woman, impressed that she had more spine than most of the villagers and well, anyone else. Akane pressed harder down on Satoko's muscles as she worked. "Better?"

"Better," Satoko agreed, her face still red from giving Akane a command. It was better. Much, much better. Satoko turned her head to bite the inside of her arm to keep in the small whimper that threatened to escape.

"Do you want me to massage your legs as well?" Akane asked, noting the blush on Satoko's cheeks. Her hands slid down the other's back, stopping just short of her boxers. She let her nails dig just a little into the skin, not missing the hitch in breath or the way Satoko's hips jerked slightly into the sheets.

Not trusting her words, Satoko nodded. She could only hope Akane didn't notice how she reacted to her nails digging into her back. It must have been an accident, nothing more , she told herself. Don't read too much into it.

Satoko's mental rambling drifted away to nothingness as Akane moved her hands down to her legs. The blonde mumbled something that sounded a little like, "Good," as Akane worked. She melted back into the bed as Akane kneaded and rubbed her calves, massaging away any lingering ache in her legs. Slowly, her hands moved further up, only halting when she found another knot. Satoko hummed appreciatively when Akane's hands reached her lower thighs. Why hadn't she ever gotten a massage before? This was incredible.

But soon enough Akane's fingertips reached the end of Satoko's boxers at the blonde's midthigh. "Do you want me to move higher?"

"Yes," Satoko mumbled, half drowsy from the massage.

"Then you need to take these off." Akane gave the end of the other woman's boxers the tiniest tugs.

Suddenly very much awake, Satoko swallowed. She could ask Akane to focus on her back again, or maybe her shoulders. But she had already agreed to Akane to massage higher up her legs. Determined not to let her embarrassment show, Satoko lifted her hips and pushed down the boxers. The movements were made awkward from laying down but Satoko was afraid to turn around to make the task easier. If she faced Akane, the older woman would see her flushed cheeks and dilated pupils. Satoko could only pray to Hanyuu and even Eua that Akane didn't notice the wetness in between her legs.

Once the boxers were tangled at Satoko's knees, Akane decided to have pity for the younger woman. She deftly grabbed the boxers and pulled them down Satoko's legs the rest of the way. Akane even swallowed the laughter at the fact that Satoko had went the hardest route possible to remove her undergarments. "I'm going to start now," she warned before she laid her hands on Satoko's left lower thigh, using both hands on one leg. She worked her way up gradually, giving Satoko ample time to stop her. However, the blonde's nervousness seemed to melt away as Akane massaged her thigh. Akane let herself go higher and higher until she was only a few inches away from Satoko's sex. She had to pull Satoko's legs slightly apart to get more room for her hands. She smirked as she saw the damp curls at the apex of Satok's thighs.

Satoko bit her lower lip and did her best to keep still as Akane worked. The touch that made her melt into the bed now lit her body aflame. Satoko was acutely aware of each finger kneading the back of her thigh, each touch making it harder and harder to keep her breathing even and still her pounding heart.

"I think I'll miss your company once you pay off your debt," Akane murmured, almost to herself. She moved to Satoko's other leg, starting right underneath the blonde's calf. She took even longer working her way up, letting the younger woman savor the massage and tease her just a bit more. Akane glanced at the apex of Satoko's thighs. The blonde was so excited there was no mistaking the wetness glistening on her lower lips.

It took Satoko several long moments to trust herself to speak instead of whimper or worse, moan. "Mion said that I could continue doing jobs for you even after I pay off the repair costs for the car." Her voice only trembled a little which Satoko considered quite a feat. "To earn more money for college." She didn't want Akane to think she was going to spend the extra money frivolously. She was an adult and a very responsible one at that.

Akane smiled a little at hearing the determination in Satoko's voice at earning and using the money wisely. She couldn't count the number of times Shion good-naturedly complained about grocery shopping with the Hojo woman. Satoko had a nose for good deals and wouldn't allow either herself or Shion to be swayed by impulsive purchases. Akane's own brother-in-law had not-so-subtly hinted at hiring Satoko to keep the books for his business at Angel Mort. Shion had put a stop to that in a heartbeat, especially after hearing that the blonde would still be required to wear the waitress's uniform.

She made herself sigh. "Still, you'll be gone soon enough." Akane reached the bottom of Satoko's thigh. Although she didn't necessarily need the room, she spread Satoko's legs apart further. "It's been rather lonely in this huge house."

Satoko had been so absorbed by the melancholy in Akane's voice that she wasn't distracted by the tempting touches. "I can come visit on my breaks, even the weekends if you want." She lifted her head from her crossed arms and looked behind her. She saw a smile, a true, genuine grin, on Akane's face, without a hint of her usual teasing or aloofness.

"I'd like that," Akane said softly. "Very much."

Satoko nodded with her own little smile before she rested her chin on her crossed arms again. All tension, even the nervous tension that came from such a beautiful woman massaging her, was gone. She was utterly and completely relaxed, her body melting underneath those skilled hands.

Akane let her fingers drift further up Satoko's thigh until they were a few inches below Satoko's sex. She stayed in the same spot for several long moments before she moved higher. If her hand happened to slip just a little, her knuckles would brush against the younger woman's sex. When she moved her hands back down, her ears detected the tiniest sigh of disappointment from the younger woman. "Roll onto your back," she said, acting as if she hadn't heard the sound.

"My back?" Satoko asked, her eyes opening. She hadn't even realized that they had slid shut. "Won't I get the oil onto the sheets?"

"It's about time I clean the sheets anyway," Akane replied smoothly. "The massage oil will come off in the washing machine." She waited until Satoko did as she was asked. She barely could stop herself from smirking as she noticed the blonde's stiff nipples and the flush spreading from her cheeks to her collarbone. Akane grabbed the bottle to squirt more of the oil onto her palms. She rubbed them together to heat up the oil as she eyed Satoko boldly. Satoko met her eyes for a few moments before they darted away, as if the blonde suddenly remembered she was quite naked on Akane's bed, her body flushed and glistening from the massage oil. Akane felt too overdressed suddenly, but she kept her composure. She laid her hands on either side of Satoko's hips, letting her thumbs graze the sensitive skin around Satoko's mound. The blonde's breath hitched and her hips jerked up at the attention. The blush on her cheeks deepened so Akane did it again, watching as Satoko bit her lower lip to keep quiet. "I really will miss you when you go back to college," Akane said, sliding her hands up Satoko's sides. "I had forgotten how exciting it is to see a woman like this."

Satoko could barely register the words, her entire being was focused on those fingers and how much she wanted them to touch her forever. She tilted her head down to watch Akane's hands move up until they were only an inch under her breasts. There was no way the older woman didn't notice how excited she was now. "Akane?" she asked, her voice hoarse and needy.

Akane gave Satoko another genuine grin at hearing her first name being said so breathlessly. The barest tip of her fingernail grazed the bottom of the blonde's breast.

A question.

"Yes," Satoko said breathlessly, praying once more to Hanyuu and Eua that she wasn't making an utter fool of herself.

Akane slid her hands up to cover Satoko's breasts, the movement slow just in case Satoko changed her mind. When the blonde gave a soft whine, Akane began to squeeze gently. She groped both of Satoko's breasts, humming at how they were too big for her hands to cover completely. "You've grown into such a beautiful woman," she husked as her fingers teased Satoko's nipples, the oil making it easy to roll the hard nubs between her fingers.

Satoko arched her back with a moan, pressing her breasts more firmly into Akane's hands. The spice of pain at having her nipples pinched and rolled made Satoko pant and whine. She clenched the sheets underneath her in her fists. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to touch Akane to guide one of her hands down between her legs. She wanted to. She needed Akane to touch her there. But how without touching the other woman? "Please," she gasped.

"Please?" Akane repeated, tilting her head to one side. She was very pleasantly surprised at how sensitive Satoko's breasts were. Maybe she wants me to use my mouth next? Akane licked her bottom lip at the prospect, eyeing the stiff nipples hungrily.

A groan escaped Saotko's mouth instead of words. It was suddenly so hard to speak coherently. Or even think. So instead, Satoko spread her legs and slid one of her own hands down her belly. She gasped as she felt how wet she was. There was no doubt that the sheets were dirty from more than the massage oil by now.

Satoko looked up at Akane as she pressed two fingers against her aching clit, rubbing it in slow circles. "Akane," she whimpered up at the older woman, her hips greedily rocking up against her hand. "Please," she repeated.

In less than a heartbeat, Satoko's hand was wrenched away from her sex and roughly pinned to the bed next to her. Her other hand was similarly pinned beside her head so it wouldn't make any mischief either. Akane glowered down at the blonde, the demon inside her blood purring at the sight of the widened eyes and the small grin on Satoko's face. It didn't matter that she had most likely done exactly as Satoko wanted. All that mattered was that the blonde was completely at her mercy. Slowly, as if she had all the time in the world, Akane climbed onto the bed so she hovered over the younger woman's body. One of her knees had slid up between Satoko's legs and pressed against the blonde's sex.

"Please," Satoko begged again, flexing her fingers but making no attempt in pulling her arms free of Akane's grasp. "I need it, I need you." Ever so slightly, Satoko rocked her hips against Akane's knee. When Akane only narrowed her eyes expectantly, Satoko did it again. She was powerless to stop herself from grinding against Akane's knee and thigh. "Yes," she moaned, but it wasn't enough. She needed Akane to touch her, to fuck her. "Please," Satoko repeated. "Please fuck me."

Akane allowed herself a few moments to savor the sight underneath her, dedicating it to her memory, before she leaned down to capture Saotko's lips. She kissed the younger woman hungrily, muffling the moans and whimpering. She let go of one of Satoko's wrists to slide down the blonde's trembling body. Now that the main course was at hand, Akane couldn't find it in herself to delay their fun any longer. She skimmed her fingers over Satoko's sex before carefully sliding two fingers inside the younger woman. "You're soaked," she broke the kiss to growl into Satoko's ear. "You're dripping onto my sheets, dear. They're very expensive you know."

"Add it to my debt then." Satoko meant to growl the retort, but her voice sounded so breathless and desperate to her own ears. Somehow her legs had wrapped themselves around Akane's hips and she flexed her calves to pull the older woman flushed against her. "Use me until I pay off the ruined sheets," she suggested.

Akane chuckled low in her throat. "You're so eager to be used like this ?" she asked, curling her fingers and making Satoko cry out with her next thrust. "Very well." She buried her fingers to the last knuckle inside the blonde, idly curling her fingers to press against the sweet spot inside Satoko.

"Close," Satoko moaned, grinding desperately against Akane's fingers. It felt so good that it almost hurt and she couldn't even attempt to muffle the moans slipping out of her mouth. All she could think of was those fingers inside her, ruthlessly rubbing against her sweet spot. "Gonna cum," Satoko panted, her back arching as her fingernails dug into her palms through the thin sheets she clenched. "Akane, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, what?"

"Hmm?" Akane hummed, feigning a face of confusion as she pulled her fingers out of Satoko with a slick sound. She had felt Satoko's sex clench and pulse around her fingers, greedily chasing the upcoming orgasm. Now though the blonde was staring at her, half shocked and half accusing. Keeping their gazes locked, Akane brought the fingers to her mouth and licked one digit slowly. "You did say I could use you until you paid off the sheets you're ruining." She took the other finger into her own mouth, sucking the slick off the digit. "I won't be satisfied if you came and our fun ended so soon." Akane nodded to the dresser where she had precured the massage oil. "The bottom drawer, dear."

Despite the haze in her head, it didn't take Satoko long to realize what Akane meant. She eagerly rolled onto her side to reach the drawer. As she grabbed the handle to the bottom drawer, she heard the sound of fabric rustling. Satoko turned her head just in time to see Akane's kimono slide off her shoulders and puddle at her knees on the bed. Her eyes widened at the sight of the older woman's naked body. "Wow," she murmured, her gaze never staying still as she took in Akane. Age did very little to take away Akane's beauty, her breasts were still as full as a young woman's and the nipples tipping them were already hard from arousal and made Satoko's mouth water. The only signs of the passing of time were the faded stretch marks on Akane's belly from her pregnancy. Satoko's fingers slid off from the drawer's handle. She moved closer to the older woman to trace one of the lines on her belly before she bent her head to kiss it. Satoko felt more than heard Akane's soft gasp so she pressed her lips to another line, and then another. Slowly, she made her way up to the other woman's breasts. Her nose twitched as she caught the scent of something that tickled a long, long buried memory at the back of her head. Satoko's eyes had slid shut as she lavished Akane's body with kisses but they lazily opened as the smell grew stronger, making her mouth water even more. Milk. That was it! She could smell milk coming from Akane's breasts. Leaning back a little, Satoko confirmed her suspicions as she noticed two little streams of white leaking from the older woman's nipples. "How?" she asked as she cupped one breast and gave it a little squeeze to make the flow stronger.

Akane hadn't realized she was biting the inside of her cheek until she opened her mouth to explain, "The Sonozakis have a rather strange genetic defect. Once we begin to produce milk, it never fully ceases until menopause. Sexual arousal makes the milk flow stronger however."

"Oh," Satoko said, her eyes following a stream of milk flowing over her fingers. She glanced up as she leaned forward. When Akane didn't try to stop her, her tongue lapped at the hard nipple and a heartbeat later, her lips closed around it. Satoko suckled, echoing Akane's moan as she drank the breastmilk. It was so warm and sweet, so comforting. Her eyes slid closed as she sucked harder, her tongue circling and flicking the nipple in her mouth to make Akane gasp. One of Akane's hands stroked the back of her head and Satoko nuzzled against the breast.

Akane allowed herself to bask in the feeling of nursing Satoko for a few minutes. The blonde looked so content in her arms, as if she and Akane were the only people in the world. Akane held Satoko a little tighter, tilting her head down to kiss the top of the other's head. She gasped as Satoko groped her neglected breast, tenderly squeezing so milk squirted out to cover her fingers and dripped onto the sheets underneath them. "You really are a greedy thing, aren't you?" Akane cooed, gliding her hand down Satoko's back to take any sting out of her words. "You're supposed to pay back the sheets with your body and yet you're dirtying them even more."

Satoko hummed around the nipple in her mouth, the words taking a few seconds to register in her mind. "This feels good though, right?" she asked, pulling away from Akane's breast.

"It does," Akane admitted, a light flush on her cheeks as she noticed some milk on Satoko's bottom lip. She brushed it away with her thumb before she tilted the blonde's head up so she could kiss her. She could taste her own milk on Satoko's tongue and it spurred her to nip at the other's lip where the milk had been. "Still," she purred when she broke the kiss. She quite liked the dazed look on Satoko's face. "I much rather hear you scream for me instead of hearing muffled moans." Anticipation lit the blonde's face even as she gazed longingly at Akane's breasts. "You can have some more milk if you're good," Akane promised.

Maybe it was the flush on Akane's cheeks or the traces of milk still dancing on her tongue, but Satoko was emboldened. One of her hands moved to Akane's sex and she traced the older woman's lower lips. She was so aroused that Satoko's fingers were coated with her slick with just a few touches. "And can I have this too?"

Akane trembled as Satoko teased her. It took all of her willpower not to rock down on those digits but she was supposed to be the dominant one, not Satoko. Her pride and demon blood wouldn't allow her to submit to her body's desires. Not yet. Still, she released a shuddering breath as her eyes fluttered. "Only if you're a very good girl."

The praise was enough to make Satoko whine and let Akane grab her wrist to remove her hand from her sex. She did want to be a good girl for the older woman.

"The drawer, dear," Akane reminded Satoko softly.

Satoko nodded and turned back to the abandoned drawer. She didn't waste another moment before pulling open the bottom handle. "Oh," she gasped, her lower belly squeezing at the sight of a dildo and harness. She grabbed both, her thumb trailing down the ribbed sides of the dildo. "Do you want me to use it first?" Satoko could imagine Akane panting and moaning underneath her, her legs wrapped tightly around her hips so Satoko couldn't pull the dildo out and her short nails scratching and leaving marks down Satoko's back and shoulders.

"Perhaps another time," Akane promised as she took the harness and dildo from Satoko's hands. "For now I want to see how loud I can make you scream."

"Let me," Satoko murmured as Akane slid off the bed to put on the harness. She followed the older woman and went to her knees in front of her. Akane handed her the harness and Satoko helped the older woman get her feet through the proper holes. As she slid the harness up Akane's legs, Satoko left kisses in its wake. When she reached Akane's thighs however, Satoko moved further up. With Akane distracted by the kisses, it was easy for the blonde to lean forward and press a quick kiss against the other woman's mound before grazing her lower lips with her tongue. Akane was so excited that Satoko's chin was soon wet as she pressed in further, moaning at the taste of the older woman's arousal.

Panting, Akane looked down and watched Satoko pleasure her with her mouth. Satoko's eyes had closed as she concentrated, grabbing at Akane's thighs and ass, the harness forgotten as the blonde lapped and sucked. Akane cupped the back of Satoko's head, her fingers gliding through the soft locks in a moment of indulgence. Her fingers clenched a fistful of hair and she wrenched Satoko's head back, glowering down at her. "I don't think I gave you permission to do that, dear." Her words were soft, but her eyes smoldered.

Satoko met the angry gaze boldly and moaned at the burn in her scalp. "I'm sorry," she said, not sounding apologetic in the least bit.

"Are you?" Akane asked, tightening her grip in Satoko's hair to make the other gasp. "Get on the bed. Now." She let go and was pleased when Satoko hopped on the bed, clearly eager for whatever Akane had planned. "On your hands and knees," she ordered and Satoko obeyed at once. Akane pulled up the harness and clipped on the dildo, sensing that Satoko was watching her every movement with hunger. She joined the other and glided her fingers up one thigh, the massage oil making the skin soft and shiny. Just before her hand reached Satoko's sex, she brought it back to smack the blonde's ass, not hard but enough to get the message across.

Satoko gave a loud squeak at the hit as her toes curled in delight. She turned her head to look back at Akane and met her green gaze. There was a question there as Akane raised her hand again. Satoko bit her bottom lip and pressed her torso against the sheets as she raised her ass higher for the older woman.

Akane had to push down a grin at Satoko's unspoken consent. She brought the hand down to spank the other woman again, a little harder. "You've grown quite bold of late." Another smack and she could hear the muffled moan from where Satoko was biting her sheets. "You need to be reminded of your proper place."

The words stung harsher than the next spank. Tears came unbidden to Satoko's eyes as her mouth let go of the sheet to ask. "As a Hojo?"

The hand that was rising for another strike faltered. Akane grit her teeth at the question. She had forgotten, just for a second. Who she and Satoko were. The hand lowered to gently caress the area she had spanked where the skin was bright red. "No," she said gently, leaning down to press a sweet kiss against the abused flesh. "I never meant that." She kissed the spot again. "In this room, we are just Akane and Satoko. Understand? Just Akane and Satoko."

"I understand," Satoko said, her voice thick with emotion. "You can keep going if you want."

"I think you've been sufficiently chastised," Akane said. She used her thumbs to spread Satoko's sex and watched as a drop of her arousal fell onto the sheets. "You've taken your punishment well. I think you've earned a little reward." With that, Akane leaned forward and slowly dragged her tongue up Satoko's slit. She matched the blonde's moan as she tasted the other. "So wet," she husked before she flicked her tongue against Satoko's clit. Her nails dug into the soft flesh of Satoko's ass to keep her as still as possible as she played with the younger woman's body. Already her chin was wet from Satoko's arousal but the warm stickiness only spurred Akane further. She took Satoko's clit into her mouth to suckle gently, her tongue lavishing it with kitten licks.

"Akane, yes!" Satoko cried out, gripping the sheets underneath her so hard her nails dug once more into her palms. She couldn't seem to stop herself from grinding her sex against Akane's lips. "Right there, oh please right there!" Her orgasm was building fast enough that a part of Satoko was slightly embarrassed but most of her just wanted to climax. She had been working so hard to pay back Akane's car, she deserved a little pampering. And from the way Akane was playing with her, the older woman was more than happy to spoil her. "Akane, I'm gonna cum," she warned with a soft whine.

Akane was breathing heavily as she pulled back. She could sense Satoko's disbelief as she pressed her thumb against Satoko's hard clit and rubbed in slow circles, enough to stimulate the blonde but not so much that she'll climax. "I thought I told you. You need to pay back the sheets. I won't be satisfied with simply eating your pussy."

The vulgarity made Satoko's breath hitch as she rocked down against Akane's circling thumb. "What do you want me to do?" she asked. She was eager to please Akane. She wanted to be called a good girl again.

For a few seconds Akane considered. Then the thumb slid up Satoko's slit, gathering the ample slick to Satoko's asshole. "Has anyone ever played with you here?" She pressed a little harder against the puckered hole but was careful her thumb didn't actually enter the blonde.

Satoko gave a groan as she felt Akane's thumb against her asshole. "I, no," she admitted. She looked back to see how much the answer excited Akane. She had no doubt that the older woman was imagining fucking her with the strap on. Satoko glanced down at the size of the dildo and gulped. "Can we save that for next time? I don't think I can take that for my first time."

Akane glanced down at the dildo as if she had quite forgotten she was wearing it. She stroked it absentmindedly with her other hand, feeling the girth and length of it. It would be too much for the younger woman to take. "Of course, Satoko," she purred. She gave Satoko's asshole one last teasing push with her thumb before she slid her hand back down to her sex. Akane slid two fingers inside the other woman and set a rough pace, making Satoko tremble and moan. "I'll have to train you up first. It may take a while, but I'm sure you'll love it when I fuck your tight little ass." Akane could feel Satoko's sex clench around her fingers as she spoke. "Does the idea excite you, dear?"

Satoko nodded and yelped as her left cheek was smacked with an open palm. "Yes," she tried again, moaning.

"Good girl," Akane allowed. Satoko learns rather quickly , she thought proudly. Such an eager woman. Akane curled her fingers and found Satoko's sweet spot easily. She wiggled her fingers against the slightly rough patch and Satoko moaned out her name. How has Shion not claimed her yet? Her loss.

"Don't stop," Satoko begged, her orgasm once more rapidly approaching. She didn't doubt Akane could feel her sex tightening around her fingers. If the older woman stopped again, Satoko feared she might go mad. Everything in the world disappeared until it was just the two of them on the bed, if she were to be denied her release again, what would be left to her? "Please let me cum. I'll be a good girl, I promise!"

The desperation and desire that dripped from Satoko's words made Akane's demon purr with approval. Satoko knew that only Akane could make her climax. She leaned back to better see her fingers pumping into the other woman. "You're so warm and wet for me," Akane murmured. "You're being such a good girl." Her fingers stayed inside Satoko, rubbing against her sweet spot. "Go on, then. Cum for me."

Satoko's body reacted as if it was just waiting for the command. She cried out Akane's name as she tensed, her hips frantically grinding against Akane's hand to prolong her orgasm. It was such a relief to reach her release that Satoko only vaguely heard Akane's soft murmurs. She couldn't register the words but she knew the meaning. Akane was calling her a good girl and showering her with praise. Satoko panted as she calmed, the world slowly coming back to focus. When had she laid down on the bed? That didn't matter. The sheets felt heavenly on her heated skin and her nipples slid against the sheets exquisitely as she panted. "I'm a good girl," she said dazedly, instinctively answering a half-heard question.

Akane's grin grew at the response. She could tell Satoko was struggling to recover after her intense orgasm. Still, she wasn't done yet. Akane grabbed the base of the dildo and rubbed its head along Satoko's still twitching sex. "Are you finished already?"

Already? Satoko thought bewildered. Akane had denied her an orgasm twice and just made her climax! She lifted her head from the sheets to look back at the older woman. She could see the hunger burning in those green depths. But there was a bit of a challenge there too, one that Satoko was very eager to meet. "I can go as long as you," Satoko declared. To prove it, she lifted her hips up from the bed and used her right hand to spread her sex for Akane.

Akane's mouth watered at the sight before her, her fingers twitching like they couldn't wait to touch the younger woman again. She hadn't expected Satoko to react to her challenge like this. It wouldn't do to disappoint her. Akane grabbed Satoko's hips, adjusting the height until it was perfect for her. "Good," she said as she pressed the head of the dildo against Satoko's entrance. "I want to play with you some more." With that, Akane slowly pushed the dildo inside the younger woman. Even though she had fingered her twice, she kept the first thrusts slow and small, letting Satoko adjust to the size of the toy. Besides, this way the blonde would feel the ribbed sides rubbing against her walls more.

Satoko nearly taunted Akane for being so timid with her when the older woman first started pushing the dildo inside. But the little bumps on the dildo pressed just right against ehr walls and all that came out of her mouth were moans. She helped Akane along by pushing back as Akane pushed into her, the dildo filling her more and more. Satoko was just starting to fear that the toy would be too big for her when she felt AKane's navel press flushed against her sex and ass. "It's all the way inside," she whimpered.

"You're taking it so well, dear," Akane praised, using her hands to spread Satoko's asscheeks so she could better see the dildo entering the blonde. She pulled the dildo out slowly, watching with fascination as more slickened silicone was revealed. "I thought I might have to use lube but you're already so wet."

"Shut up," Satoko grumbled halfheartedly. Her retort earned her a swift spank but the burn only added more fuel to the fire inside her lower belly. Boldly, Satoko turned her head to look at Akane. "Is this all you got? I expected more from the great Akane."

Akane's demon growled at the challenge. Even if she knew it was a trap, her pride wouldn't allow the younger woman to mock her. She buried the toy to the hilt inside Satoko, grinding against her ass to make it jostle inside her. Akane bent forward to growl into Satoko's ear, "Such a cocky little brat." She emphasized 'brat' with a sharp thrust as her nails dug hard into Satoko's hips, making the younger woman cry out in both pleasure and pain. She straightened and pulled the toy out until only the head was still inside Satoko. She hesitated a moment, letting the blonde savor the suspense, before she rammed the entire toy inside with one thrust. The loud moan Satoko gave made Akane grin in satisfaction. If any of the maids or her daughters were anywhere in the house, they would have undoubtedly heard that. "Take it," she growled as she set a hard pace, filling the room with Satoko's moans and the slaps as their bodies met.

"Oh god, yes!" Satoko cried out. It was all she could do to grip the sheets under her and moan with every thrust. Her body rocked with the force of Akane's thrusts and the headboard of the bed thumped against the wall rhythmically. Luckily this particular wall was made of wood instead of the woven bamboo adorning most of the house or else Akane surely would have ripped it apart in their fun. Although, even if she had, Satoko didn't think either of them would have noticed until after they were done. "It feels so good! I can't, oh please fuck me!" Satoko bit down on the sheets to stop more embarrassing words from tumbling out. She could taste the strawberry from the massage oil which in turn made Satoko think of how sweet Akane's breastmilk was. Her eyes skewed shut as she focused on the memory of the taste. If she was a good girl, Akane would let her drink some more. Satoko wanted to drink more, wanted to be held and have her hair stroked as she suckled. The promise burned her even hotter and she tried to match Akane's pace, pushing into Akane's thrusts to bury the toy even deeper.

Akane was so enthralled in watching the dildo thrusting into Satoko and how her asscheeks trembled each time their hips met that she didn't initially realize the blonde's moans were muffled. When she did however, her demon was displeased. If there was someone in the house, they needed to know that Satoko's was hers . A hand dashed down and gripped a handful of Satoko's hair. With one sharp tug, the blonde was pulled flushed against her. The angle was a little awkward but it did give Akane the opportunity to nip and suck at Satoko's neck. She left a trail of love bites to mark the younger woman before she reached her ear. "I thought I said I wanted to hear you scream."

" Fuck, " Satoko groaned as Akane nibbled at the shell of her ear. She couldn't stop the next moan from escaping her mouth as she trembled against Akane. She could feel wetness on her back. The reminder of the breastmilk leaking from Akane's breasts made Satoko bite her lower lip to stop a certain word from tumbling out. But the older woman caught sight of her trying to muffle her voice and she gave her hair another harsh yank. "Mommy," Satoko cried out.

The moment the word that Satoko was so desperately trying to push down slipped from her mouth, she froze. Akane stopped as well, her lips on Satoko's pulse point. "I, I'm sorry," Satoko stammered. "That just came out, I swear I didn't mean anything by it an- mph!"

Whatever Satoko was about to say was interrupted by Akane's mouth. The older woman let go of Satoko's hair to turn her head and press their lips together in a sudden kiss. When Satoko gasped, Akane pushed her tongue into her mouth, dominating the kiss and making Satoko moan. "It's fine, dear," Akane said when she broke the kiss. She saw the relief in Satoko's eyes. "More than fine, actually." The relief in the pink eyes was replaced by full-blown lust. Akane gently pushed the blonde back down and resumed her pace, harder than before.

Satoko scrabbled at the sheets as she was rocked by the force of Akane's thrusts. "Oh fuck! Mommy, yes ! Please, pull my hair again!"

Akane rewarded Satoko by reaching around and finding the blonde's clit. She rubbed the hard nub in tight circles as her other hand gripped the back of Satoko's hair, tugging it until the chords of Satoko's throat stood out. Satoko cried out and gripped Akane's arm so the older woman's hand stayed between her legs. A little minx that enjoys pleasure and pain. How in the world has Shion neglected to claim her? "Is Mommy making you feel good?" she asked.

"Yes," Satoko moaned, her body already tensing in the promise of her orgasm. "Mommy, I'm about to cum. I'm so close."

"That's my good girl," Akane purred, angling her next thrusts so the head would press against Satoko's sweet spot. "Now be a good girl and cum for Mommy."

Just as before, it seemed that Satoko's body was only waiting for the command. This time however, her body tensed, letting Akane prolong the orgasm as she fully sheathed the toy inside and grind against Satoko's sex. "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!" became a mantra as Satoko climaxed. It felt like a blissful eternity before her body slumped against the covers, slightly twitching as she calmed from her orgasm. All of her muscles were made of jelly after the denials and the two consecutive orgasms. If the hard work and massage hadn't sapped what little strength Satok had, the orgasms had. Satoko moved slightly on the covers and realized that there was a very pleasantly warm weight on top of her. She turned her head to look back at Akane who had taken to laying on top of her as she recovered. Satoko sighed happily and moved a little more, just to feel Akane on top of her. "Was I good?" she asked.

"Oh yes," Akane answered with a delighted purr. She kissed Satoko's cheek and whispered into her ear. "You were a very good girl." She had taken off the harness before she had laid on top of a recovering Satoko so it was easy to grind her sex against the blonde's thigh. Akane could hear Satoko's surprised gasp through her own soft moaning. "Do you want your reward now?"

"Yes." All the weariness in her body was forgotten in an instant. Satoko rolled onto her back as Akane lifted herself off of her. She was about to sit up when two fingers at her chest kept her lying down. "What-" the rest of her question was left unspoken as Akane moved so she was kneeling on either side of Satoko's head. Pink eyes widened as the angle let her see everything of the older woman. She could die right then without a regret in the world. Oh, well one, if she didn't satisfy the woman kneeling above her with everything she had.

Satoko grabbed Akane's hips to steady the other woman as she lowered herself. She lifted her head off of the sheets, eager to please Akane. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth to lick up the spilled slick from Akane's lower lips. "You taste so amazing," she murmured. Satoko dug her fingers just a little into Akane's hips, encouraging her to put more weight onto Satoko's mouth. She eagerly licked along the older woman's slit, making sure that the tip of her tongue flicked the hard clit with each lap.

"You're doing so good," Akane husked, gripping the headboard with one hand. The other gripped the top of Satoko's head, her fingers tightening each time her clit was flicked. Everytime her fingers clenched, the younger woman would give a soft moan and the vibrations of the sound sent shivers down Akane's spine. "That's it, that's my good girl. You're making Mommy feel so good," she panted. She looked down to see Satoko looking up at her, her eyes alight with the praises.

Satoko focused on Akane's clit, taking it into her mouth to suckle gently as her tongue circled the hard nub. She could feel the older woman's thighs close around her head, stifling some of the moans and whimpers. She's close. Satoko let go of Akane's clit to move down and lap at her entrance, licking up the spilled slick. She dug her nails into the soft flesh of Akane's ass, guiding her hip's movements as the other woman grind against her lips.

Akane let go of the headboard in favor of gripping Satoko's hair with both hands. She was right there but Satoko had moved away from her clit to focus on lapping at her entrance. She looked down and noticed that the blonde's eyes were now shining with mischief. The little brat was toying with her body like they've done this thousands of times before. "Inside, I need you inside," she cried out, rocking needily down, not caring anymore that she was supposed to be the one on top.

"Yes, Mommy," Satoko said, purring the words the same way Akane had been doing to her. She gently pushed Akane off and laid her down on the bed, gliding her hands down her body and pulling her legs apart. She reached to where the older woman had left the harness on the bed. It took only a second for Satoko to unclip the dildo from the harness. Her cheeks burned at the sight of her own slick on the toy. She hadn't realized how much she had climaxed.

Satoko brought the head of the dildo to Akane's entrance as she slid further up the older woman's body, halting when she reached her breasts. Milk had been leaking out since their fun began and Akane's breasts were coated with the milk. Satoko licked her lips and glanced up at Akane. "Have I been a good girl, Mommy?" she asked, adding a teasing tilt to 'Mommy.'

Akane was very tempted to shove Satoko back down and fuck her until she was a pathetic whimpering mess. Instead, she cupped the back of Satoko's head and guided her down to her right nipple. "You have been a good girl," she answered, watching with satisfaction as Satoko's eyes gleamed in delight at the praise.

Satoko circled the nipple with her tongue a few times, gathering the spilled milk, before she took the hard nub into her mouth to suck. She had already forgotten how delicious the milk was and was very happily reminded. As she suckled, Satoko pushed the dildo inside Akane slowly, letting the older woman get accustomed to the size of the toy. The idea of her cum lubricating the toy for Akane made Satoko hum which in turn made Akane moan softly and stroke her head. Satoko's eyes drifted close as she set a leisurely rhythm for the dildo.

"My good girl," Akane moaned as she looked down at the blonde nursing from her. She tenderly brushed aside some of the blonde's bangs to better see her face. Satoko's eyes fluttered open at the feeling of Akane's fingers and she angled the toy to make the older woman cry out as the head pressed against her sweet spot. "Right there, sweet one," Akane rasped, her hips meeting Satoko's gentle pace. The hand not playing with Satoko's hair drifted down and she found her aching clit. Akane rubbed it in lazy circles, not wanting to bring herself to climax too quickly. "Satoko," she said breathlessly as she felt the hint of teeth against her sensitive nipple.

"You're so beautiful, Mommy," Satoko said as she pulled away from Akane's breasts. She pushed herself up with one arm underneath her to better see the older woman. She watched avidly as the muscles in Akane's stomach trembled and the way her toes stretched and curled when Satoko hit her sweet spot. Some of the massage oil had gotten onto Akane's skin from where she had pressed flush against Satoko, making the skin shine.

Akane bit her bottom lip as her cheeks flushed at the praise. She was used to people staring at her for her beauty, but there was something in Satoko's eyes that made her heart pound even harder. The fingers at her clit rubbed a little faster as her other hand went to her neglected breast to squeeze, making more milk squirt out. Immediately, Satoko's eyes dashed to her breast and the younger woman licked her lips. "You can have more, sweet one," Akane murmured and the next heartbeat Satoko was back to suckling her breast, the toy moving faster now. "Just like that. I'm getting close."

Satoko nipped lightly at the nipple in her mouth, smirking at the hitch of breath from the older woman. Once more she let the nipple slip from her mouth to move further up until her lips were an inch from Akane's ear. "Do it," Satoko murmured, her breath warm against Akane's ear. "Can you feel my cum inside you? You made me cum so much, Mommy." She matched the toy's pace to Akane's circling fingers, angling it just right so that it would hit the older woman's sweet spot each time it plunged inside. "It's your turn now." She grabbed a breast and tweaked the nipple, her fingers soon coated with milk, smirking as Akane arched her back to press herself more firmly against Satoko's hand. "I want to see Mommy cum for me. Show me how good I'm making Mommy feel."

Akane couldn't hold off her orgasm any longer. She cried out Satoko's name, her hips desperately thrusting up into the toy as her fingertips rubbed her clit in tight circles. "Mommy's cumming, Mommy's cumming!" Akane let out in a long moan, her cheeks red from the sound of her own voice. She was vaguely aware of Satoko slowing her pace along with her own fingers as she calmed from her orgasm. Absurdly Akane had the impulse to hide her face from Satoko who was smirking down at her, that cute little canine poking out from her top lip. Instead, Akane gave a weak little chuckle as the last of the random tremors in her body subsided. "You did very well, sweet one."

Satoko wasn't fooled in the slightest by Akane's bravado. "I never thought I could make the great Akane scream that loud for me," she teased. Akane's face flushed, apparently still recovering from the orgasm to hide her emotions as masterfully as she usually does. The sign of embarrassment reminded Satoko quite a lot of Mion whenever Rena mentioned she was cute. Satoko decided to grant Akane some mercy and didn't call attention to the blush. Instead she laid back down and nuzzled against Akane's breast. "Do I still get my reward?" she asked.

"Greedy little thing," Akane said even as she rolled onto her side to face Satoko. She cupped the blonde's head and brought her to her neglected breast. Satoko took the nipple into her mouth and began to suckle at once. "I'm surprised you have any room in your belly for more milk, dear," Akane murmured down as she ran her fingers through Satoko's hair.

"Tastes good," Satoko explained simply before going back to sucking. She pressed herself to Akane, one leg curling around the older woman's as an arm wrapped securely around her waist. She was so safe and warm in Akane's embrace.

Akane stroked Satoko's head as the younger woman suckled, humming a soft lullaby. After a while, Satoko stopped nursing, content to nestle against her breasts. Akane had thought that the blonde had drifted off to sleep when the younger woman stirred.

"Nee Nee and Mion will be back any moment now," Satoko warned, although the reluctance to leave the comfort of the bed was clear to both women. Still, the blonde pulled away with a resigned sigh and began to gather up her discarded clothing. Akane soon followed. Both women glanced at each other frequently.

"Here, dear," Akane said softly after she finished dressing. She fetched an envelope out of the top drawer and passed it to Satoko. "I was planning on giving it to you when you went back to college but I trust you to use the money wisely."

Satoko took the envelope more out of instinct than anything. She opened it and glanced inside, gasping at the amount of money Akane was giving her. "This, this is too much!" she exclaimed.

"Think of it as payment for playing with me. You've well earned it." Akane glanced down at the envelope and then back at Satoko. "If you ever wish to play with me again, I'll gladly pay you."

Satoko looked from the money to Akane and then back to the money. She placed it on the bed. "I don't want you to pay me to play with you." She moved closer and pulled Akane to her. She was slightly startled to discover that she had grown taller than the older woman. When did that happen? "I just want to play with you." Satoko slid a hand between them and groped a clothed breast. Despite having drunk her fill, she could already feel a slight dampness from the leaking breastmilk. "If you really want to reward me, let me have this again."

Akane chuckled softly, her heart leaping at Satoko's statement. "You won't do any more hard jobs. Just this." She covered Satoko's hand with her own, encouraging the younger woman to squeeze her breast and make the cloth wetter with her milk. She saw how the idea excited Satoko and couldn't resist laminating. "Still, it's a shame that I won't see you sweaty again."

"I'm pretty sure you'll still work me hard enough to sweat," Satoko returned. "Although you better pamper me with a shower afterwards."

"Hmm," Akane hummed, thinking. "I'd rather us enjoy a nice bath together. You can lay on my chest as I hold you and shampoo your hair." She toyed with a lock. "You do have such soft hair and I believe you rather like petting."

A flush spread on Satoko's cheeks at the teasing. "Everyone likes their hair stroked. It makes them feel safe and loved!" The flush deepened at the word, 'love.' "Besides, you're the one who kept touching my hair!"

Akane gave a languid shrug. "I want you to feel safe and loved." As Satoko's eyes widened and her mouth slacked open in surprise, Akane took the opportunity to quickly kiss her cheek and step out of the embrace. "Now though, we should go. Shion might start worrying that I ate you up."

"Shion?" Satoko asked, her mind still reeling from Akane's statement and her right cheek burning from Akane's kiss.

"Yes, dear. They've been here, oh," Akane read at the clock on the wall, "well an hour ago. You just missed them when I invited you into the house. They were bringing in the groceries."

Satoko's eyes flashed to the clock on the wall, reading the time again and again. There was no way that the twins were back already? Could they though? They only wanted to pick up a few things from the store, and Mion had a notorious lead foot. If she was the one driving, they could have quite easily been back by the time Satoko was offered the massage that started all of this. But wouldn't she have heard them in the house? Satoko looked at the woven bamboo wall. The walls offered very little soundproof so surely she would have heard them moving about in the kitchen, no matter how big the house was. But what if they only bought a few things that were easily put away? They would be done before Satoko even entered Akane's bedroom. And even if she didn't hear them, surely they would have heard her and Akane. Oh gods, they would have heard me moaning and calling Akane 'Mommy.' Satoko could feel both her heart plummeting and her face on fire. She could never look Nee Nee or Mion in the eye ever again. Mion would probably banish her from the estate in a heartbeat if she heard half of what they were doing. Nee Nee wouldn't be able to pat her head without remembering how Satoko begged her mother to pull her hair.

Akane leaned forward to whisper into Satoko's ear. "I see that your title as Trapmaster really is just a ruse." She read the confusion on the other woman's face so she explained. "I would have never fucked you so hard if my daughters were here. They would be very annoyed with me if I took away their Satoko, especially Shion."

Satoko grimaced as she beat down the blush on her face. A moment later however, a chuckle burst from her lips. Akane truly was something to trick her with a few words. "You tease me too much, you know that?"

"Maybe a little," Akane conceded. "But you do look so cute when you're flustered." She opened the door for the two of them. The two walked through the house, occasionally one of them would run their hand along the other's back or take an opportunity to pinch the other's butt. It was clear to both that even if their lusts were sated, it wouldn't be long before they would fall into Akane's bed again.

They did manage to keep their hands to themselves when they exited the house, which was fortunate. Satoko opened the door for Akane, intending to fondle her breast as the older woman exited, but Akane halted at the door. Confused, Satoko turned her head and saw what made the other woman stop dead in her tracks.

Shion and Mion were sitting right outside the house, both staring out into the world with an open beer in their hands. They had looked up at the sound of the door opening and Satoko saw deep blushes on both of their faces. Mion quickly glanced away while Shion glared at Akane. They knew.

"Not. Okay." Shion growled out as she got to her feet. She pointed an accusing finger at Akane who for her part met her daughter's glare without flinching.

"Satoko is a fine woman, it would be a waste if she weren't to join the Sonozaki family," Akane said smoothly. She looked at Mion who stayed seated. "You best hurry as well, or else Rena will fall into that Kei-chan boy's hands. I can't claim both women for you two. Although," she turned her head to look at Satoko, the unspoken question on her lips.

Neither Satoko, Shion, nor Mion gave Akane the chance to ask it. Satoko smacked Akane's arm as Mion's and Shion's right foot connected with her stomach. Akane grunted as she slid back a few feet into the house. She rubbed at her stomach with a pained expression. "I was only joking," she grumbled.

"Liar," all three women said at once. Satoko looked at the twins and they looked at her. "I, uh, I should go." She left before either of them could take their wrath out on her. She heard Mion berating Akane for sleeping with someone more than half her age and Shion complaining loudly that Satoko should have clearly been off-limits.

Later that night, Satoko found that she couldn't sleep. She had been on edge the rest of that day, expecting Mion or Shion or both of them to barge through her door. She had eaten a light dinner and decided to attempt to sooth her nerves by reading the latest manga she had bought with Keiichi a week ago. The memory of that afternoon reminded Satoko of what Akane had said. If Mion didn't hurry, Rena would fall into Keiichi's hands. Did that mean that Mion wanted Rena? Satoko had noticed a strangely guarded look on Mion's face when Rena was made to dress up after she came out the loser during club games. And there was that one time that they had all been drinking and Mion looked so happy when Rena leaned against her.

Satoko's musings were interrupted by her phone ringing. She hesitated for the first few rings. What if it was Mion or Nee Nee? Still, if she didn't answer, they might pay her a visit, which would undoubtedly be worse.

She picked up the receiver right before it went to voicemail. "Hello? This is the Hojo residence, Satoko speaking."

"Satoko? I thought you might not answer."

The blonde breathed a sigh of relief. It was Akane. "I almost didn't," she admitted. "I was afraid it was Mion or Nee Nee about to chew me out." She waited for the soft chuckling to die down before asking, "Are you okay? They kicked you pretty hard."

"Oh that?" Akane asked, sounding more amused than pained. "If they really meant it, I would be in the hospital, dear. They know I've been lonely since moving back to Hinamizawa, although they wished I had taken someone closer to my age into my bed."

Satoko laughed a little at that. "Still, they're not mad at us?"

Akane hummed, thinking. "It'll take them time to get used to the idea, but they haven't forbidden me from inviting you back to my own house. Speaking of, do you think you can come over tomorrow?"

"Sure," Satoko answered without a hint of hesitation. "What time do you want me there?"

"I'll have Mion out of the house at three. As the head of the Sonozaki clan I ordered her to ask Rena out on a movie date. We should have a few hours with the house to ourselves."

Satoko was grinning as she licked her lips, already thirsty. "I'll see you then, Mommy."