Renji snapped the cuffs shut behind her back with two clicks.

Miyako whimpered. She felt the steel bite into her wrists immediately, forcing her shoulders back, tits thrust forward, the blue lace nightgown stretched so tight across her chest that the seams threatened to tear.

He grabbed the short chain between the cuffs and yanked upward, making her gasp and arch, then shoved her face-first onto the bed.

Kenoji was just right there. His back was facing them but he was still fast asleep.

Miyako looked at him. How could he be asleep at a time like this? Dear husband, your wife is becoming a whore for a teenage boy and you are doing nothing but sleeping.

This is why I'm doing this. This is why I'm accepting his 18 year-old cock. Because it's giving me the attention I need as a woman. Because it fills me up better than you do.

'I'm so sorry,' her mind cried.

Her cheek smashed into the pillow, ass high, knees spread wide on the mattress, the lace hem riding all the way up to her waist, exposing her dripping pussy and the fat, jiggling globes of her ass.

Renji knelt behind her, gripped the chain like a leash, and slammed his cock balls-deep into her cunt in one brutal thrust.

The wet squelch was obscene, her walls clamping down instantly, juices squirting out around his shaft and splattering his thighs.

Miyako screamed into the spit covered pillow, the sound muffled but raw, her whole body jerking forward from the force.

He had just cum in her minutes ago so her pussy was even wetter than before. It felt so good. Hopefully, he would fill her up more and more.

"Shut up and take it, cop whore," Renji snarled, pulling the chain harder so her cuffed hands were wrenched up between her shoulder blades.

There was a pain in her spine as she bowed. But that pain was pleasure to her.

Fuck.

"Please don't stop fucking me," she begged with whispers. "Don't deprive me of your big, hard c— mhmmm!"

He drew back until only the head remained inside, then hammered forward again, hips crashing into her ass cheeks so hard the flesh rippled in waves.

"Yes. Like that, Renji. Mhm. You're fucking me so hard."

He set a punishing rhythm: long, violent strokes that dragged every inch of his veiny shaft across her g-spot before slamming home again.

"Look at you, Mrs. Endo!" Renji slapped her ass. "What kind of cop allows herself to be handcuffed?"

He spanked her again. "A cheating slut," he groaned. "Say it, bitch."

Miyako moaned, spit dripping down her lips. "A… cheating slut."

"Correct!"

Renji fucked harder.

Each impact made her ass clap, thwacking like twin water balloons, the bedframe groaning and shifting an inch across the floor with every thrust.

He leaned over her back, chest pressed to her shoulders, and licked a long, wet stripe up the side of her face from jaw to temple, tasting salt and shame.

"You taste like a cheating slut," he whispered against her ear, then bit the lobe hard enough to make her whimper.

He kept fucking her, never slowing, hips pistoning like a machine. Her tits dragged across the sheets with every thrust, nipples scraping the fabric raw, leaving wet streaks of sweat.

After two hundred merciless strokes he suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her back like a rag doll, grabbed her ankles and forced them up and back until her knees were beside her ears, ass lifted completely off the mattress.

"I'm so ashamed," Miyako said, gazing up at him as he leaned into her. "My husband is right there and you're fucking me like no man has before."

Renji grinned as he gazed down at her. "Isn't that why you're so wet? Knowing that he could catch you right now, doesn't it turn you on?"

Miyako looked away shyly, her cheeks reddening from his statement.

She felt the cuffs dig deep into her lower back, metal grinding against her skin and muscle. But even that slight pain only accentuated her pleasure, her desire.

Renji leaned in more, lining up his cock in front of her.

"Look at me," he said.

Miyako still kept her eyes away, nervous and ashamed.

Renji suddenly speared her again, straight down. He sent his cock right into her wet hole, stabbing her full of his shaft as his balls slapped her asshole.

Miyako moaned with indescribable please. But she immediately shut her mouth, trying to avoid waking up her husband.

And when she was reminded of that, it made her pussy wetter, with every drop of his hips she only got hornier.

Her pussy made filthy wet farting noises around his cock, cream bubbling out in thick white rings at the base.

"Look at me," Renji ordered this time, grabbing her chin with one hand and forcing her tear-streaked face up.

Her eyes were already glassy, pupils blown wide. She was so ashamed, so red and excited. She was such a slut.

"Look at me while I ruin your married cunt."

He spat directly into her open mouth, watched her swallow reflexively, then slammed in so hard her whole body jolted upward on the bed.

"Ughhh!!! Oh my… fuckkk!"

Renji fucked her like that for ten straight minutes, never changing speed, just brutal, steady, womb-bruising thrusts.

Her tits bounced crazily, slapping her chin, nipples so hard they looked painful. He reached down with his free hand and pinched one, twisted it viciously until she screamed into the pillow he shoved over her face to muffle the sound.

Then he yanked the pillow away, dragged her off the bed by the cuff chain, and marched her to the desk by the window.

"You're manhandling me! I feel so… ngh… inferior."

Regardless of Renji's lanky strength, it was true. He was manhandling her.

He bent her over the desk hard, pressing her so low that her cheek smacked the wood, her cuffed arms trapped behind her.

He used his feet to open her legs wider until she was practically doing the splits.

Renji smirked. "Look at this position. Who would ever know that the commissioner's daughter could pose in such an immoral way?"

Miyako moaned hungrily, moving her hips in a slow enticing manner. "Please Renji, just fuck me. Please, no teasing."

He chuckled. "Okay, Mrs. Endo. Anything you want."

Then he rammed back in.

The desk rocked quietly in the room as he fucked her. He looked back at times, making sure Kenoji was not secretly watching them.

A perv cuckold.

Then he reached forward, fisted her hair, and yanked her head back so hard her spine bowed like a bowstring.

"Tell me who owns this pussy now," he growled, each word punctuated by a savage thrust.

"You do—Renji—fuck—you own it—you own me!" she sobbed, drool running from the corner of her mouth.

He let go of her hair, slapped her right ass cheek so hard the print bloomed instantly, then reached under and rubbed her clit in brutal circles while he pounded.

Her legs started shaking uncontrollably; thirty seconds later she came with a strangled wail, pussy spasming, squirting in long arcs that soaked his balls and puddled on the floor.

Renji didn't stop.

He pulled her upright by the cuffs, spun her, and slammed her back against the wall beside the bedroom door.

He lifted her left leg, hooked it over his hip, and slid back in, fucking her standing, her cuffed hands pinned uselessly behind her.

PLAP! PLAP!! PLAPPP!!!

"Take it! Keep taking it! Keep taking my hard cock, slut!"

"Ugh! Oooh! Ohh! Ooo!! Fuc— ohhh! I can't! Ooo! Toooo…. goooood…. Ohhhh!"

Her tits bounced against his chest with every thrust, lace soaked translucent. He bit her neck hard enough to leave teeth marks, sucked the skin between his teeth until a dark bruise bloomed, then licked up to her ear and spat in it.

"You're never going back to that limp-dick husband after tonight, Mrs. Endo," he hissed, grinding deep, stirring her insides. "You'll be my onahole cop milf from now on!"

"Yesshhhh! I will. Never—never—oh god—never—" she babbled, head lolling.

But then they both heard the bed creak.

Time froze.

Kenoji's sleepy voice drifted through the dark room. "Miyako… honey? You there?"

Both their eyes widened. Fear danced through Miyako and she was just about to moan when Renji clamped a hand over her mouth, and dragged her down to the floor.

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