"Let me cum inside your mouth this time, and I promise I won't do this to you again for at least a week."
Hiashi's slight compromise seemed to give Kushina an excuse to yield. Realizing resistance was futile, she finally parted her crimson lips, her expression a mask of humiliation.
Seeing this, Hiashi wasted no time. He grabbed Kushina's chin and forcefully thrust his cock into her mouth.
Even though her teeth grazed his shaft, causing him a flicker of pain, Hiashi savored the sensation of finally receiving oral service from Kushina. As his cock sank into her warm, wet mouth, he let out a long, contented sigh.
He didn't demand that she use her tongue to serve him; instead, he immediately began thrusting in and out.
Hiashi's glans, roughly the size of a child's fist, stretched Kushina's cheeks taut, making her look like a squirrel.
At first, Hiashi was gentle, unwilling to end Kushina's oral service so quickly.
Kushina wasn't in too much pain, except for the nauseatingly fishy taste of semen filling her mouth.
But soon, the pace quickened. He thrust deeper and deeper, hitting her throat several times and making her retch uncontrollably. She tried to pull away, but Hiashi had anticipated this and gripped her head, trapping her.
She could only keep slapping him, but he ignored her, even speaking-
"Did you ever give Minato a blowjob before?"
"Isn't my cock better than Minato's?"
"Kushina, your body is truly exquisite. I can't hold it anymore—I'm going to come."
Hearing that Hiashi was about to ejaculate, Kushina's eyes widened in fury. She absolutely didn't want to swallow that disgusting thing and struggled desperately.
But Hiashi wouldn't give her a chance. He thrust even more violently, his glans plunging deep into her throat. Amid her pained, gagging sobs, he erupted inside her.
Ugh...
Kushina struggled desperately, the thick shaft plunging deep into her throat. Before she could catch her breath or retch, a wave of hot, viscous, foul-smelling liquid flooded her mouth.
Her lips were already stretched taut by the thick girth of his cock, leaving her no room to spit out the nauseating substance. Helpless, she could only swallow as the spasms of her throat forced it down.
A minute passed before it finally stopped. Hiashi withdrew his cock with a satisfied sigh.
"Phew..."
Cough... cough... cough... Ugh...
Released at last, Kushina rolled over, coughing and retching. White, sticky fluid dripped from the corners of her mouth as she covered her face with hands stained in his semen, weeping in despair.
Watching her, Hiashi considered for a moment before speaking.
"Rest here for now. In half a month, I'll give you an identity that will allow you to approach Naruto."
Only then did Kushina raise her head, stopping her tears. Her eyes, filled with conflicting emotions, fixed on him.
Seeing her reaction, Hiashi decided to adopt a gentler approach. He leaned closer, cradling her chin and tilting her face toward his. His voice softened.
"I don't expect you to forgive me, Kushina. When it comes to lust, I am a vulgar, shameless, cruel demon. But precisely because of this, I can also be incredibly generous. As long as you continue to please me physically, I will do my utmost to satisfy any other desires you may have."
Having made his vow, Hiashi finished washing up, changed his clothes, and left the villa.
By now, he knew Kushina couldn't escape his grasp. All that remained was to wait—wait for her to willingly succumb to her physical and spiritual downfall.
After leaving the villa, he returned directly to his home.
Ever since crossing that ethical boundary with his daughter, Hiashi hadn't spent a single night at the villa in the past fortnight. He remained at home, partly to fulfill his duties as a husband and comfort his wife, but also because he was waiting.
The taboo act of defiling his own daughter was an intoxicating temptation for a grown man, especially when her body was so exquisitely beautiful, like a drug he couldn't forget.
Over the past half-month, whenever Hiashi had a moment of leisure, images of his daughter Hinata's youthful and tender body would uncontrollably surface in his mind- her bashful face, skin as smooth as milk, newly budding breasts, her pure and innocent little hole, slender legs, and dainty feet.
Hiashi longed to indulge in her body every day and night.
He had believed that after that night, everything would fall into place naturally.
But after that single night, Hinata seemed to realize the horror of what she had done in the heat of the moment with her father. She never gave Hiashi another opportunity.
Moreover, Hiashi had promised his wife, Oriana, that he would never force himself on their daughter.
Oriana, though claiming she wanted to forget everything, deliberately began using her body to exhaust Hiashi at home from that day onward, both to drain his energy and to prevent him from approaching their daughter.
So, after that night, Hiashi never had another chance to be alone with his daughter.
But once the forbidden box was opened, it could never be closed again.
So, Hiashi continued to wait for an opportunity to arise…
…
Early morning sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the room in bright radiance.
Hanabi, eating breakfast at the dining table, immediately noticed her father, Hiashi, entering the room. Innocent and unaware of the complexities around her, she waved her hands excitedly and cheered, welcoming him.
"Daddy!"
Hinata, who had been quietly eating breakfast, startled at Hanabi's call. She turned to see her father's imposing figure, then quickly averted her gaze, lowering her head and falling silent.
Hiashi's first glance upon returning was to his daughter Hinata's anxious reaction. His second glance noted that Oriana seemed to be absent. Only then did he look at his younger daughter, Hanabi, and ask curiously, "Where's Mom?"
He walked over and sat across from his two daughters, but his gaze remained fixed on Hinata.
This prolonged stare caused his brow to furrow involuntarily.
Hinata's current demeanor—her head bowed, silent and withdrawn—was exactly like the easily-shy Hinata from the original storyline.
He had doted on Hinata since childhood, determined to prevent her from becoming as introverted and weak as the Hinata in the original narrative. But now...
Where has my once strong-willed and spirited daughter gone? Is it my fault?
Hiashi, who had been consumed by lust moments earlier, now felt a complex and contradictory mix of emotions at the sight before him.
Hanabi also noticed her sister's strange demeanor, but she didn't dwell on it. Perhaps at only six years old, she simply didn't understand such things. She cheerfully answered her father's question-
"Mom went out early this morning. She told me to tell you she'll be staying at the hospital tonight and won't be coming home."
"Oh?!"
Hiashi froze, then felt his heart skip a beat. All his conflicting thoughts vanished, leaving only one realization. Tonight, it would just be him and his two daughters at home.
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