The Netorare Addict
The acquisition of Seryu Military Company was complete. To prevent Black Tech from continuing their kidnapping attempts, we decided to relocate the company somewhere other than Fussa.
We agreed to decide on the exact location once the other four members returned from their mission. In the meantime, we made sure everyone moved in teams of at least two to minimize the risk of any more abductions.
Honestly, with their secret laboratory heavily damaged and all their researchers dead, Black Tech probably wouldn’t have the bandwidth to worry about us anyway.
During the three days I spent coordinating with Seryu Military Company, I stayed at a hotel near Fussa. Every single night, Sawayanagi Azuma—who had once been a virgin bitch but was now little more than a slave to my cock—came to visit.
After a vigorous round with Sawayanagi Azuma, the daily routine was to let Mimata Chieri, who had already climaxed several times, service me with her mouth before we fell asleep.
“Senior, how exactly did you develop this particular taste?”
After Sawayanagi Azuma left, I had made Mimata Chieri cum about five times. As she panted heavily, I let her use my arm as a pillow and asked the question. She pinched my nipple and answered with a pout.
“It’s all because of you, Junior.”
Huh? Because of me? What the hell did I do?
“The truth is…”
Mimata Chieri’s story went like this. She had been ordered by Taira Danjo to monitor my every move. While secretly watching my wild sex life, she had developed a habit of masturbating as she observed me.
But it didn’t stop there. After she started sleeping with me, watching me fuck other women began to excite her even more.
“My chest tightens, my insides get hotter, and the pleasure becomes even stronger.”
“Is that so?”
I didn’t really understand it. I had no desire to comprehend the netorare fetish. If anything, I was the one doing the netori. I had zero interest in watching my woman get fucked by another man like some pathetic cuck.
“Anyway, since you’re not the official president of Seryu Military Company, we can buy another PMC, right?”
“That’s true.”
“Then wouldn’t it be better to pick one from the recommendation list Grandfather gave us?”
“This time it won’t be an esper unit like Seryu Military Company. It’ll be a regular PMC, so we won’t need to hide the Taira name.”
She was right. The reason I had used the alias Hata Ryuta this time was to completely block Taira Danjo’s gaze. From the perspective of the PMC we were acquiring, even if Mimata Chieri was the one handling the purchase, having the name “Taira” behind it would make them trust us more. It was time to make use of the family name’s value.
“Do you have any places in mind, Senior?”
“Yes. Actually, I was the one who initially opposed acquiring Seryu Military Company.”
“Right.”
At the time, Mimata Chieri hadn’t known that Seryu Military Company> was an esper unit. So while opposing the acquisition, she had probably researched several other PMCs as alternatives.
“I looked through the documents the Chairman gave us back then. There were a few decent ones.”
It seemed the old man Taira Danjo had actually picked out some pretty good prospects.
“The truth is… most of them were trap listings. It felt like he was testing our ability to choose a company. Out of the twenty-five PMCs on the Chairman’s list, only about four were genuinely good deals.”
As expected from that old fart Danjo. He never gave anything straight.
“Then which one do you recommend the most?”
“This one. East Weapon. It’s also known as Touhei.”
Ah, East Weapon…! It was one of the PMCs you could hire in the game. It was the complete opposite of Seryu Military Company. While Seryu was a small elite force of espers, East Weapon was a PMC that operated a large-scale army that wasn’t particularly elite.
During World War III, East Weapon had recruited a massive number of regular soldiers at rock-bottom prices to fill their ranks. Even eight years after the war, it was famous as a PMC where young unemployed people could easily find work.
They weren’t exactly elite, but their industry reputation wasn’t bad. They took on a lot of jobs that other PMCs considered unprofitable, which earned them favor with clients. Things like providing personal bodyguards for women being stalked. Of course, they also handled combat missions in conflict zones.
“It’s a fairly well-known company. How did it end up on the market?”
“It seems the president’s son spent money he shouldn’t have. They put it up for a quick sale because his life was in danger if he didn’t repay the debt soon. You could probably buy it for around six billion yen.”
The son of a PMC president put the entire company up for sale because his life was on the line? At that price? That suggested the creditor was a pretty major organization. Probably the Am Sang… or maybe the Hioni-gumi, one of Japan’s largest yakuza syndicates…
“Who did they borrow money from that the PMC president got scared enough to sell the company?”
“Am Sang.”
Yeah, that figured. To be able to ignore the influence of Am Sang, you’d need to be at least in Japan’s top five conglomerates. After all, Am Sang itself was a shadowy organization that operated on a global scale.
“Then please proceed with the acquisition.”
Once we bought East Weapon from its president, it would no longer be our problem. So even if it was a trap listing, it didn’t matter.
“There’s one more thing… Remember how you lost that bet and promised to do whatever situation or costume I wanted?”
“I did. Since I lost the bet, I’ll honor it. What do you want?”
I was a little nervous, but she’d probably pick something within reason, right?
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Reason, my ass…!
Mimata Chieri said that watching me have sex with Sawayanagi Azuma for three days straight had gotten a bit boring, so she wanted to watch me fuck another woman. When I showed some reluctance, she kept bringing up the fact that I had lost the bet and asked if I was going to break my promise. In the end, I had no choice but to nod.
Still, her attitude pissed me off a little, so I chose Suzuki Chisami—with whom Mimata Chieri didn’t get along—as my partner this time. I drove straight to Suzuki Chisami’s house. It was Saturday, and she had said she was resting at home, so I headed there directly.
When I rang the bell, the door opened almost immediately. Suzuki Chisami, with her dark skin, greeted me with a bright smile. She looked genuinely happy to see me.
“What brings you here?”
“Nothing special. Do I need a reason to come see you?”
“Ah, no, that’s not what I meant.”
“I was thinking we could order some good food, lie around together, and then I’d head out. I wanted to have an indoor date.”
Suzuki Chisami seemed absolutely delighted by the words “indoor date.” After the business trip, we had only rushed into frantic sex at the company and hadn’t spent time like this together. I felt a pang of guilt. I should have taken better care of her sooner.
Before I knew it, I had completely forgotten about Mimata Chieri and was thoroughly enjoying my date with Suzuki Chisami. Surprisingly, her hobby was gaming. She had a console at home, so we had a lot of fun playing together.
After playing for a while, we ordered sushi. The atmosphere between us gradually turned sensual.
“I-I’ll go wash up first.”
Since she still didn’t have much experience, Suzuki Chisami blushed furiously and hurried into the bathroom. I waited about a minute before entering completely naked.
“Kyaa! I-I’m still washing, Ryuta-nim!”
“We’ll finish faster if we do it together.”
Of course, I had no intention of just showering. I lathered my hands with plenty of body wash and freely caressed every inch of Suzuki Chisami’s body. She must have seen it somewhere before—she applied body wash to her breasts and rubbed them against me.
The slippery foam made our skin glide against each other in a completely new sensation. Naturally, my cock stood rock hard, and Suzuki Chisami’s nipples stiffened sharply as if trying to pierce the sky.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pressed her against the glass wall and entered her from behind. The way her breasts were squished and spread sideways against the glass was incredibly arousing. It would have been even sexier if I could have seen them being pressed from the front.
“Hngh!! I love it from behind, ahh♥”
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Maybe because we were in the middle of a shower, the bathroom was filled with moisture. Every thrust produced a lewd, wet slapping sound that echoed throughout the room.
“Mmmh! Haa! Aahng!”
Every time our bodies collided, Suzuki Chisami’s large ass rippled, adding to the visual stimulation.
Her pussy, which still retained the fresh tightness of a recent virgin, gripped my cock tightly. Suzuki Chisami and I reached climax together.
“Haaaa!!! Uhaaaang! I’m cumming, Ryuta-nim, I’m cumming!”
“Ugh, I’m cumming too!!”
Spurt! Spurt!
Thick white semen contrasted beautifully against her dark skin as it overflowed from her pussy and ran down her thighs. I kept my cock buried inside her, holding her from behind. After a moment, we looked at each other and laughed, then washed each other again before stepping out.
Now it was time for round two on the bed. I felt like I was forgetting something, but I figured it was just my imagination.
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After receiving a glowing, satisfied farewell from Suzuki Chisami, I stepped outside to find Mimata Chieri sitting in my car with dead eyes. She was sitting with her legs spread and no panties on. The car reeked of pussy—she must have masturbated at least twenty times while waiting. I was definitely going to need an interior cleaning after this.
“Senior?”
“Hnguuu~!!”
The moment I touched her, she squirted like a water gun. Just how many times had she done it…? After regaining her senses, Mimata Chieri looked at me with a slightly sulky expression.
“No fair~!! Even if I told you to, how could you stay that long? And with Suzuki Chisami, of all people…! You have to do exactly the same things you did to her for me today!”
“That’s not too difficult, but… first, let’s get the car interior cleaned…”
“That’s…! I’m sorry…”
I drove to a car wash to get the interior detailed, then took Mimata Chieri straight to a love hotel. Tonight, I was going to thoroughly teach her the terror of my cock.
“Haaaang♥ I love when you copy it, let’s do this again next time, Junior!! Hnguuut!”
That night, I brought Mimata Chieri to climax countless times following the exact same shower-to-bedroom course. But instead of instilling fear of my cock, I ended up completely addicting her to this netorare play.
She looked radiant. Her dark skin glowed with satisfaction, and her smile was brighter than I had ever seen.
An illustration of her breasts pressed against the glass.
