When Naga emerged from the dream, she felt an indescribable sense of ease throughout her body.
He glanced back and saw Risha standing there blankly in the gradually cracking, hazy world, staring at Yuna lying on the floor in front of her. She seemed to find it hard to believe that she was responsible for more than half of the gruesome death.
Of course, Naga was the last to make the move. He dared not take any risks and let the dream-devouring process lead to an outcome he did not want to see.
At least from the final impression, he was satisfied with the result.
Upon waking, he climbed out of bed full of energy, went straight to the bathroom, and leisurely finished washing up. He then came out and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Li Xia's still sleeping face.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and her face was somewhat pale. He thought that this grand feast that belonged to him would probably linger in the girl's mind for a long time to come, becoming an inescapable nightmare.
"It's alright, I'll introduce you to a good agency to help her with her image. The spotlight is the best medicine for a girl like her." He smiled, pulled back the large blanket, and admired Risha's tender body as she slept.
The bad mood brought on by nightmares can be diluted by the pleasure of sex. He thought happily, took off his underwear, and climbed into bed.
Risha slept more soundly than most girls, whether it was always like this or a side effect of the dream, no one knew. Naga stroked her thighs and pulled her underwear down to take it off. She just hummed a few times, turned over and lay face down on the blanket, showing no signs of waking up.
Staring at her slightly rounded buttocks as she lay down, Naga smeared some saliva on his fully erect penis and excitedly mounted her. His thick, long penis easily slipped through the not-so-full mound of flesh, smoothly penetrating between her closed legs. Her vagina was still lubricated with the semen from the previous night. In this position, the woman's buttocks became a comfortable cushion, allowing the man to thrust quickly and effortlessly against her elastic thighs. The limited penetration of his penis allowed him to focus on rubbing against the most sensitive and tightest part of her vagina, providing a wonderful stimulation for both partners.
"Mmm... Ah..." This was probably the first time in Risha's life that she woke up with a moan of ecstasy. After that, she opened her eyes groggily, twisted her body to look behind her, and after confirming that the man playing with her was Naga, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and leaned back into the pillow, saying wearily, "President... your good morning... uh... it was so intense..."
"And you? Did you sleep well?" he asked knowingly, his hand tracing up her slender waist to find her flattened, full breasts.
She shifted her hips slightly, turning her body to make it easier for Naga to fondle her breasts, and whispered, "Maybe it's because it's my first time sleeping in a room like this, I think I had a very... very strange nightmare." Her cheeks, which had just regained their color, turned pale again. "But what exactly I dreamed about... I can't remember at all now. Ah! Ahhh... President, you... you slow down, like this... like this, I'm about to... I'm about to come..."
She was a girl with a real talent for pleasing men, but by the next day, she already understood what kind of reaction would make the man inside her even happier—he was quite certain that the tender flesh around her clenching tightly every time she penetrated was definitely not a natural reaction.
This isn't necessarily a bad thing. The clumsy manipulation of a young, inexperienced woman by her own body, trying to give a man more pleasure, is itself a very satisfying thing. Naga enjoyed Risha's almost subservient reaction with satisfaction and increased the speed of his thrusts.
As she ejaculated, Risha pressed Naga's hand against her breasts, letting out a high-pitched moan of orgasm, half-real and half-fake.
After resting for less than half an hour, Keiko Kuroki called the hotel's internal phone to outline her itinerary for the day.
Risha hurriedly ran into the bathroom, cleaning up the lewd traces left by the man's thorough violation. Naga considered it for a moment; having found a victim, the aimless tour had lost its meaning.
Let's focus on handling official business properly in the time ahead.
These routine talent exchange meetings generally do not require the presence of company presidents or other managers. After attending the morning session, Naga was already starting to feel bored.
Lisha also seemed indifferent to learning about these company affairs; for her, being approached by talent scouts was far more meaningful.
After persisting for another hour and a half in the afternoon, Naga finally surrendered, handing over the rest of the schedule to Keiko and the other two, and this time choosing to head back.
Having just finished eating, he was filled with excitement, eager to unleash his abilities. He could no longer tolerate wasting time in this place.
As a trainee, Risha was very uneasy about the decision to leave halfway, but since the president, Naga, had given the order, she naturally had no choice but to obey. After being played with from behind in the hotel room, Risha packed his luggage and they took a flight back to Tokyo that night.
After leaving the airport and getting into a taxi, Naga called the head of his subordinate agency, conveying Risha's name and the stage name "Akane Rika" that he had chosen on his own initiative. He then issued the order in an unquestionable tone: "No matter which agency we work with, I want to see Rika appear on a sufficiently well-known stage within three months."
Lixia stared at him gratefully with disbelief, making him feel that if he asked her to have sex in the taxi, she would not hesitate to take off her underwear and lift her buttocks up to his penis.
"President...I...I..." She probably wanted to say something to express her gratitude, but in the end she choked up with emotion.
While imagining the magnificent sight of the sparrow beside him transforming into a phoenix, Naga put his arm around her shoulder, wiped away her tears with his thumb, and whispered, "You should understand that the price of this opportunity is not cheap."
"Um...I know, thank you...thank you, President, sob...whatever you want, I will definitely fulfill it for you, really, as long as it's within my ability, just ask." Risha wiped away her tears and hugged Naga tightly around the waist. To her, that glamorous dream seemed more important than everything else she possessed.
"All I want is a promise from you." Naihe straightened her face and stared into her eyes with a blatant gaze. "Let me see if you have the talent to read men's minds."
Risha blinked, her cheeks flushing slightly, as if she were a little embarrassed by her own guess. She lowered her gaze and happened to see Naga's bulging crotch. The president seemed unusually energetic today, which surprised her. She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "President... I will always belong to you until you get tired of me."
As if feeling ashamed of her own presumptuousness for saying such things to someone who wasn't particularly attractive, Risha exclaimed "Oh dear!" and turned her head away in embarrassment, saying in a flustered manner, "I'm sorry, I... I'm sure saying something like this will bother you... Maybe, maybe the president already finds me annoying."
Naihe pulled her close, his hand slowly slipping under her skirt where the driver couldn't see. "No, your answer is correct."
Confidence in her own charm surged instantly, and Risha's eyes sparkled as she looked at Naga. Ignoring the fact that there was another completely unfamiliar man in the car, she excitedly offered her lips. After a passionate, deep kiss that lasted for several minutes, she repeated her promise in a low breath, "President, I... will always belong to you."
After dropping Rika off at her rented apartment building, Naga also got out of the car.
"President, please don't go home tonight, okay?" Hearing the girl, who was still a virgin the day before, shyly make such an invitation, it would be difficult for any normal man to refuse outright, let alone Naga, who was feeling particularly energetic because of eating.
Since he hadn't informed his family that he was going home early, it wasn't a big deal for him to go home tomorrow.
Spending the night in an apartment where a woman lives alone was still a new experience for him.
Risha certainly didn't disappoint him; that night, she expressed her heartfelt gratitude with her body. Naga unceremoniously accepted every part of her body, discovering a delightful new world.
Risha's hips didn't develop as fast as his chest, but he unexpectedly possessed a breathtakingly beautiful anus.
After the light brown anus was pulled open by his fingers, it revealed a fresh and alluring color. It was different from the female anuses he had tasted before. After the penis was inserted, he felt not only the sphincter muscles constricting at the base, but also the surrounding intestinal walls writhing forcefully. Moreover, as he thrust in and out, a layer of oily liquid gradually secreted from the surrounding area, giving him an even stronger pleasure than the honey pot in front of him.
Her buttocks were also unusually sensitive. After getting through the initial swelling and pain, she almost quickly transitioned to enjoyment, even faster than normal sex. After only a few dozen thrusts, she was moaning and reaching orgasm.
During the climax, the anus spasmed in waves from the outside in. The rectum, which could not be reached to its end, suddenly generated a powerful suction, giving Naga the illusion that he was about to be swallowed into Risha's body.
In the end, the amount of semen that Risha swallowed through her buttocks far exceeded the total amount swallowed through her mouth and clitoris.
Completely satisfied, Naga made a phone call to Miku, then happily cuddled Risha and fell asleep.
The only thing that made him somewhat regretful that night was that he didn't dream of anything.