Chapter 513: 179.
Inside the room.
Fujiwara Reya finished his shower and changed into a yukata.
He called room service to send a bottle of Coke, and sat on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The atmosphere in the late-night hotel room charged with eroticism, sounds of rustling came from the dressing room beside him. Fujiwara Reya eyed the slightly ajar door, listening to the sounds of changing clothes, sipping his Coke, then placed it on the white low table in front of him.
He turned on the light,
The light illuminated the pink large bed resembling a private room, the bedside table, wardrobe, and various massage oils on the coffee table. Fujiwara Reya stepped through the room and came to the handbag left by Miss Shizuka on the table.
Pulling the handbag open, he could vaguely see an ordinary makeup box.
Fujiwara Reya glanced over at the door, quickly took the makeup box out and opened it, then he summoned Mirror Princess, hiding her inside the small mirror in the makeup box.
Just as he stuffed the makeup box back, the door behind him opened.
"Ah, I’m really sorry, terribly sorry, your wife said she wasn’t comfortable with someone helping her change clothes..." Miss Shizuka smiled, her voice like a spring breeze, making people feel comfortable.
Fujiwara Reya took a closer look at her face.
Her age was hard to guess, she could be 25 or 35, her chest curved perfectly, and there was not a wrinkle at the corners of her eyes. She had quite a pretty face, with enticing features, the kind of face that when you looked at it, you knew it belonged to a slut.
"Let her change by herself." Fujiwara Reya said kindly.
"Actually, Shizuka really wanted to help the lady change." Miss Shizuka pressed her hands to her chest, the maid outfit outlining her full bust, "From looks, the lady may not be as pretty as Shizuka, but her figure definitely beats Shizuka’s."
My wife Kasahara Fumi’s face is far more beautiful and noble than yours... Fujiwara Reya scoffed at her internally.
"Oh, sorry, Shizuka spoke out of turn." At this point, Miss Shizuka suddenly appeared horrified and immediately knelt humbly on the ground, her gaze fixed at Fujiwara Reya’s toes, "Shizuka shouldn’t have commented on the lady, please punish Shizuka, master."
Full marks for attitude!
Fujiwara Reya towered over her, curiously asked, "What kinds of punishments are there?"
"Whatever master likes..." Shizuka lifted her waist, looked at him seductively, "The current mainstream training methods, blindfolding, egg stuffing bondage play, Shizuka can accept it all. A bit over the top shame play... as long as master enjoys it, Shizuka will not object."
"Hmm..." Fujiwara Reya mused thoughtfully.
"Bondage play is too much torment for Shizuka." Miss Shizuka placed her hand in front of her collar and continued, "Being tied up, receiving jump throws, the frustration of wanting but being unable to obtain satisfaction burns within, the agony makes Shizuka feel worse than death..."
As she spoke, she slightly pulled open the collar of her maid outfit.
A trace of snow-white skin was revealed.
Fujiwara Reya widened his eyes to observe the situation.
"Master, you wouldn’t let Shizuka suffer, would you?" Miss Shizuka gasped, her chest heaved along with her teasing. Her seductive face suddenly flushed red, as if something was blocking her breath, making you want to help her unblock it yourself.
"Miss Shizuka..."
"Just call me Shizuka or little bitch."
Miss Shizuka’s voice was incredibly seductive, with a hint of vulnerability.
It made people want to protect her, yet also couldn’t resist the urge to ravish her sadistically.
As expected of the Fox Girl... Fujiwara Reya breathed heavily, struggling to say, "Uh, well, I brought my wife here, this is not right..."
"Is Shizuka not as good as the lady?"
Miss Shizuka suddenly stood up and walked towards him.
Seeing Fujiwara Reya’s flushed face, a trace of pride flashed in her heart, holding onto the principle of not letting the offered vitality go to waste, she spread her arms, hooked around Fujiwara Reya’s neck, pressed against him, looked up at him from his embrace, and said coquettishly, "Master can play however he wants, Shizuka will accompany you."
"..."
"Master, master..." Miss Shizuka murmured, calling as she snuggled like a vixen rubbing against a fox with the tip of her nose brushing against his chin, "Please don’t have mercy on Shizuka."
"..."
Fujiwara Reya remained motionless, even his breathing leveled out.
"Master?" Miss Shizuka realized something was wrong, turned her head, and followed his gaze behind her.
Wearing a modified sexy maid outfit, Kasahara Fumi stepped one foot out of the dressing room, looking over coldly.
"Ah, it’s the lady..." Miss Shizuka giggled sweetly, then nonchalantly released her hold, tidied up her collar slightly. "I will prepare the massage tools, master and lady please wait a moment." After saying this, she smiled gently at Fujiwara Reya and nodded, then bent down to bow to Kasahara Fumi, and immediately opened the small door beside her and walked in.
Kasahara Fumi walked over, her clear eyes filled with strong dislike and scorn, stared at Fujiwara Reya: "What’s with that expectant expression of yours?"
"...I was looking forward to your maid outfit." Fujiwara Reya raised his hand to swear.
"Boom——"
An autumn thunder rumbled outside.
The bastard is swearing falsely again!
Kasahara Fumi gave him a deep look, then sat on the couch.
"Luckily you came out quickly, or I would have had to beat her up." Fujiwara Reya said indignantly, "Daring to tempt me under Mrs. Fukaeri’s eyes, she must be tired of living..."
Kasahara Fumi ignored him, her eyes gazed out the window.
Raindrops slid down the glass, and the neon lights shone through, making the entire pane of glass dazzling and enchanting.