Kirika leaned in closer and closer to to Densuke. Her large breasts were barely held by the leather corset. His eyes stood transfixed by the large bosom in front of him. It was only inches away from smothering him in its warm flesh and...
There was a 'click' noise and Kirika's bosom quickly retreated from Densuke, who was now utterly confused.
"Alright, I've had my fun for the moment. You're free to go, slave-chan," Kirika said as she reached up and opened the door to the Eiken club above. She then walked up, sexually sauntering her divine derriere at Densuke.
Densuke checked himself. Other than having a large obscene erection that he couldn't hide, no matter what he could do, he was fine. The chair's shackles were opened, letting him be able to leave the storage room. Which he did so as soon as possible.
Once he entered the club room, he closed the door and looked around for Kirika. she was nowhere in sight.
"Where is she?" Densuke asked himself.
"Ah, Densuke! I'm so glad you could come!" A female voice called out from behind him. As soon as he heard homophone, he cummed in his pants, making it look like he wet himself. The only good thing that came out of it was that his erection was going down.
As he covered his crotch, Densuke looked around and saw...
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