Before Inko's scream could get out of the house and gather all the neighbors, Herman covered her mouth.
"Shhh! Do you want to wake the entire neighborhood?"
"Mmm… mmmmph!"
She wanted to protest, but her voice was muffled by his hand.
A few seconds later, when he noticed she wouldn't scream anymore and wanted to say something instead, Herman whispered to her.
"I'm going to let go, but promise me you won't shout. Can you do that for me, Inko?"
After a moment's hesitation, Inko nodded.
Herman slowly removed his hand, and she immediately tried to scramble away from him, only to collapse back onto the bed as a sharp pain shot through her lower body.
"H-Herman-kun..." Her voice trembled as she clutched the sofa pillows to cover her chest and pussy in shame. "Why are you... What have you done to me?"
"What did I do?"
Herman raised an eyebrow, pretending to be confused. "Inko, shouldn't I be asking you that? Are you still dizzy from all the orgasms? It was you who did it, not me. I simply went with the flow when you threw yourself at me."
At that moment, hearing him say it, memories of the time she had been under hypnosis flooded back to her mind.
She remembered how Herman arrived, and she led him to her bedroom, the way she undressed herself, and everything else that followed afterwards, little by little.
Gradually, the more she remembered, the more her cheeks burned red, especially when she remembered about her confession, the blowjob, and the mind-numbing, womb-popping sex.
This almost made her unable to even look Herman in the eyes, and she wanted to do nothing but hide her head in a hole like some ostrich.
She recognized that it was indeed she who had done it all.
In fact, Herman had let her retain some consciousness during hypnosis for this exact purpose. And so, the memories and emotions weren't foreign to Inko at all.
Her situation was more like a drunk person recalling all the crazy things they had done the previous day under the influence of alcohol, unable to cope with reality for a moment.
Just that in her case, it was her lust that made her lose her mind.
After all, she was a lonely woman who hadn't had sex for decades. She had even recently been horny all day long, dreaming of being fucked by Herman.
So although it was hard for her to accept it, her mind never conjured up the notion that something was wrong with her. She simply felt that she lost control of her reason.
What was even more troubling was that she remembered someone else being there, who was peeping at them and witnessed it all but was exposed by Herman at the end.
Right away, Inko's face turned pale, but before she could remember who it was, Herman's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.
"Remember how you confessed your love for me? How you said you'd been dreaming of this for weeks?"
"I... I never..." Inko flinched and subconsciously tried to deny it.
"Oh, but you did. You said you loved me. You said you wanted me to pin you down and fuck you senseless."
Before she could respond, Herman pulled her into his arms. Inko stiffened at first, then gradually relaxed, as if her body remembered the pleasure he'd given her.
"My dear Inko, after taking advantage of me, you can't wipe your hands and pretend nothing happened." He kissed her on the cheek and said it in a playful tone.
"I... I don't know what came over me," Inko stammered and spoke in a barely audible voice. "... I would never... I am a married woman, Herman… This is wrong…"
"Married woman?" Herman's hand slid to her hip. "Then why did you invite me into your bedroom? Why did you undress yourself? Why did you call me your husband..."
"Stop it!"
Overwhelmed by the shame and the undeniable memory of pleasure, Inko instinctively wanted to run away. But before she could escape, Herman caught her wrist and pulled her back toward him.
"Were you planning to use me and then discard me, Inko? Is that the kind of woman you are?"
"No! I would never—Mmm…"
Her words were stifled by his lips as he kissed her all of a sudden.
Inko struggled for a moment before melting against him, and with an eagerness that made her feel ashamed of herself, her body responded to his kiss.
When they finally parted, Inko was breathing heavily.
"See? You wanted this. You still want this."
"I..."
Before she could continue, Inko suddenly remembered who the person peeping at them was, and she couldn't help but shout out loud.
"Mitsuki! What happened to Mitsuki?"
"Oh, that nosy bitch actually secretly followed us in. It was completely unexpected, really. But I made a deal with her, and she won't be able to make waves…"
With that, Herman explained everything that happened between him and Mitsuki.
Of course, he hid some things and only told her how, for that beauty capsule, Mitsuki sucked his cock until she was gagging on it, and he had to use her desire for that beauty capsule and make her his slave so she would not reveal what she saw.
The more Inko heard, the more baffled she became, and at the end she was completely dumbfounded.
She couldn't believe that aggressive Mitsuki, who was so proud and outspoken, would be such a person in secret, and Herman could actually subdue her, make her suck his cock, and even make her agree to be his slave.
It simply subverted Inko's world, and she inexplicably felt a bit of annoyance, as if something that only belonged to her was taken by someone else.
But then she saw her own naked state and then saw Herman's huge cock that almost ruined her and about which she had been dreaming for weeks, and she couldn't help but feel a kind of understanding.
"So I had no choice but to do so to make her keep shut. Luckily, I had an extra pill that I gave you, and I broke a tiny piece of it, rubbed it on my cock, and fed it to her while she sucked my cock. Now, she is tied to our boat, and you don't have to worry about her."