"Stop struggling. Not only have I sealed the courtyard with a barrier, but this room is sealed as well. Unless I choose to let outsiders hear or see, even if I were to rape you right here, Itachi wouldn't hear a thing, let alone see a thing. If you don't believe me, we can test it. Actually, I really want to test it—to see what it feels like to rape you right in front of Itachi."
"!!!"
Izumi trembled violently, her face paling as she stared at Hiashi with terrified eyes. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she dared not struggle any further.
This pathetic sight instantly fueled Hiashi's sadistic desires to their peak.
Ignoring Itachi outside, he gripped Izumi's head tightly with both hands. After a few rapid thrusts, he forced his cock as deep into her throat as possible.
Then, his cock began to tremble.
Izumi realized what was happening in an instant. Before she could even struggle, she felt something pierce her throat. A wave of nauseating pain washed over her as scalding liquid, carrying an overwhelming stench, flooded her mouth.
What terrified her most was the sheer volume of the fluid. It felt like she'd drunk an entire cup of milk, making her want to retch.
But Hiashi's demonic voice cut through her panic.
"Swallow every drop. If a single drop spills, I'll rape you in front of Itachi."
Tears welled in the corners of Izumi's eyes as her throat worked spasmodically, forcing down the foul-tasting semen.
After more than ten seconds, the gushing finally stopped, and all of Hiashi's semen had been forced into Izumi's stomach.
"Don't worry, Itachi. I'll take good care of Sasuke for you."
Hearing Hiashi's slightly weakened voice, Itachi found the words a little odd, but he didn't dwell on it.
"Thank you, Lord Hiashi. Then I'll take my leave now!"
Izumi's eyes widened in desperation. She didn't want to lose this last chance to escape this hellish situation. But Hiashi's hands gripped her head tightly, his cock still buried in her mouth, leaving her completely immobilized.
A few seconds later...
"Itachi's already gone..." Hiashi said, pulling his glans, now covered in thick white semen, from Izumi's mouth. He released his grip on her head.
Her body, lifeless as a discarded doll, collapsed onto the bed.
Her eyes were empty, devoid of any light. She lay on her side, staring in the direction of the door—where Itachi's voice had just come from—thick white semen mixed with saliva and tears slowly dripping from her mouth, like a corpse...
Hiashi knew that Izumi's mind was on the verge of collapsing.
To be humiliated by another man in front of her lover, and then watch helplessly as he left—this despair was too much for a girl her age to bear.
Naturally, Hiashi had no interest in a body as lifeless as a corpse.
Moreover, his ability, though capable of healing physical wounds, could not mend psychological trauma.
But there was no need for that.
He spoke.
"I'm quite satisfied this time, though you still disappoint me somewhat. But considering how much pleasure you've given me, I'll forgive you. From today on, continue to please me like this, and I'll keep my promise of not taking your virginity."
But Izumi's eyes remained completely impassive, as if she had already lost all feeling.
Seeing this, Hiashi slowly crawled down to her ear and whispered words like a devil-
"Don't worry, no one will ever find out about you and me—not even Itachi. As long as you keep pleasing me like you did today, when I become Hokage, I might pardon all of Itachi's crimes. Then he can return to the village, and you can be with him—as his wife..."
"...Don't you want to live happily ever after with Itachi?"
…
After saying this, Hiashi paid no further heed to Izumi and got up to go to another room.
There, Kushina and Mikoto were still waiting for him.
Although the two sexual encounters today had been of unprecedented quality, even by Hiashi's standards, they still hadn't completely satisfied him.
During their second encounter, Kushina's body was still too fragile, unable to withstand penetration. Even oral pleasure had to be gentle, leaving her physical pleasure minimal, mostly derived from psychological arousal.
But now...
Hiashi dove into Kushina's bed, pinning her beneath him. Without any foreplay, he tore open her nightgown and thrust inside.
Kushina's warmth and wetness enveloped him, as familiar as ever.
His cock finally found its perfect harbor, bringing him dual satisfaction of body and mind.
It seemed Kushina couldn't escape his attentions tonight.
As for Mikoto, he wasn't in a hurry. He had an experiment to conduct.
His recent conquests included Mikoto, Izumi, over twenty pairs of Sharingan eyes, and a pair of Mangekyo.
While Hiashi indulged in Kushina's body, sobs emerged from the neighboring room, gradually escalating into louder cries.
Yet Hiashi found the weeping not irritating, but rather arousing. The sound seemed to fuel his desire, driving him to ravish Kushina even more brutally.
Kushina, who had been asleep, awoke once more under his rough assault, beginning to moan.
Thus, under the dark night, within the Hyuga Clan's residence, in Hiashi's secluded villa, a peculiar symphony played in the dimly lit room…
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