บท 54: Chapter 54: Saya's Desperation
[Warning: The chapter contains Rape scenes, so please read at your own discretion, you can leave now if you want.]
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'Escape! Escape!'
Saya ran away in fear, her mind racing. She never imagined she would witness such an unbearable scene.
Moments earlier, she had secretly crept to the side of the villa at the center, peeking through the window to see what was inside.
But what she saw was beyond her imagination.
A woman with breasts larger than any she had ever seen was lying completely naked on the floor, cradling a petite girl in her arms. Another girl, with an even more exaggerated chest, stood nearby, doing something Saya couldn't fully comprehend.
Of course, these were nothing. Saya had already suspected that Master Busujima planned to turn this place into his personal base—perhaps even a sex dungeon. Seeing a few naked women wasn't beyond the realm of what she had expected.
What really horrified her was a tall and burly man standing in front of Saeko, pressing his huge cock against her face.
When Saya saw his face, she gasped aloud.
It was Master Busujima—Saeko's father.
While Saya understood that the rich could be promiscuous and had even guessed that Master Busujima was building this base to satisfy his depraved desires, seeing father and daughter in this way was beyond anything she could have fathomed.
After all, they were biological father and daughter!
Right after her unintentional exclamation, Saya realized she was in deep trouble and ran away in a state of panic.
She sprinted toward the elevator, but before she could make it, she felt an immense force pull her hair back sharply.
"Ah! It hurts!"
Saya screamed as she was lifted by her hair, her scalp burning with pain as if it had ripped right off.
"Well, well... what do we have here? A little mouse snooping where she shouldn't be?"
Enzo's deep voice was casual, almost amusing. He stood before her, completely naked, staring down at her struggling appearance with a sinister smile.
"Let go of me, you sick pervert!" Saya screamed, her hands exerting pressure on his wrist. "You're disgusting, having sex with your own daughter!"
"And, so what?"
Enzo smirked, unimpressed by her defiance. Without hesitation, he grabbed the collar of her school uniform and ripped it open in one swift motion.
rip--!
"No—stop! Let me go!"
After her clothes were torn away, Saya's defiance crumbled in an instant, turning her timid and trembling. People are extremely strange, and sometimes it only takes a flimsy piece of fabric—no more than a thin layer of modesty—to transform them into someone completely different.
"Your breasts aren't small."
Enzo remarked, his rough hand greedily groping her breast, squeezing the soft flesh still encased in her pink bra.
In this twisted world of the Breast Apocalypse, it was undeniable that Shizuka Marikawa held the title for the largest breasts—so large they seemed to defy nature's laws. Even Manami, despite having given birth to two daughters and undergoing these days of drug enhancement, couldn't quite measure up to Shizuka.
But besides those two, the one with the largest natural breasts stood right in front of him—the pink-haired tsundere with twin ponytails, Saya Takagi.
Saya was only 1.5 meters tall, two or three centimeters shorter than Kotonoha, but her breasts were actually one cup bigger than Kotonoha at the beginning.
Even with his large hand, Enzo couldn't fully hold her breast, and his five fingers sank directly into the tender flesh.
"No! Please, let me go!"
Saya's defiance shattered as her breasts were caught, and her voice broke into desperate pleas as tears welled up in her eyes.
Only at that moment, the truth finally dawned on her: without the prestige that came with being the oldest daughter of the Takagi family, she was just a helpless young girl.
"Let you go?" Enzo grinned as his gaze darkened. "Even if I agreed, my little brother down here wouldn't."
How could he let go of the delicious meat that itself came crawling into his mouth?
"You disgusting bastard! My father won't let you get away with this!"
Seeing that his pleading had no effect, Saya's pleas turned to fury as she thrashed wildly, throwing out curses as her limbs flailed in a desperate attempt to hurt him.
But her resistance was pathetic—no more effective than a kitten swatting at a lion.
Even a regular man could have subdued her easily, let alone someone like Enzo, a master of swordsmanship. Her futile struggle only seemed to amuse him further.
Ignoring her weak resistance, Enzo tore away the rest of Saya's clothing with two sharp, ripping sounds.
"Ah—no! Let me go!"
The once-arrogant girl now wrapped her arms around her exposed breasts, crying uncontrollably.
Crying, pleading, and cursing in quick succession—did this girl practice face-changing in some drama? Enzo couldn't help but chuckle at her sudden shift in attitude.
Without any concern for her cries, he forced Saya against the barbed wire fence near the top of the mountain, positioning her so she was facing downhill. With a ruthless grip, he spread her soft, round buttocks apart.
"No! Don't! I was wrong, I'm sorry! Please, Master Busujima, let me go!"
Feeling the cold wind brush against her hot, exposed holes, the tsundere immediately wailed in panic.
But Enzo simply grinned at her desperation.
"You did something wrong, and now you're going to be punished. Lift your hips, or I might end up putting it in the wrong hole. Trust me, you don't want to spend the rest of your life in diapers."
With that said, he pushed the tip of his dick against her pussyhole, teasing her while slapping her firm buttocks hard.
Smack!
There was no way, this tsundere was twisting and turning her butt too hard.
'No wonder people say that trying to r*pe a resisting woman is like a five-star workout.'
Enzo suddenly felt enlightened.
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Meanwhile, in the girls' dormitory...
The girls, having just finished their instant noodles, sat around with nothing to do. The boredom was almost unbearable. After all, in these times, who could realistically go to bed at seven or eight o'clock?
But this dorm was barren—no entertainment, no computers, not even a radio.
Only the electric kettle and dim lights offered any distraction. They had lost their cell phones long ago, leaving them with no choice but to sit there and stare blankly into the darkness.
Suddenly, Miku glanced at the other three girls sitting in the dimly lit room, and her expression turned playful.
"Did you hear that? Some sort of strange scream?"
"S-scream?" One of the girls said, her voice trembling. "Could it be... could those monsters have made it up here?"
Miku rolled her eyes, and a mocking smirk appeared on her face.
"Monsters? Please. If anything, it sounds more like that arrogant bitch's scream."
Of course, Miku had no idea whose voice it was, but that didn't stop her from stirring the pot, playing the role Enzo had tasked her with.
Her words had the intended effect. Rei Miyamoto's eyes darkened, and without a word, she stood up, grabbing the sharp steel pipe that leaned against the door.
This building, while simple, had its advantages. Plenty of makeshift weapons and building materials could be found scattered around. The steel pipe in Rei's hand felt reassuring, even in the tense atmosphere.
"Rei, what do you think you're doing?"
Miku inquired, feigning concern but watching with interest.
"I'm going to check it out."
Rei's voice was firm as she cautiously opened the door and stepped out into the night, gripping the pipe tightly in her hands.
Sadly, she missed seeing the teasingly disdainful expression on Miku's face behind her.
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