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The sleek black door of the basement nightclub swung open, and Akari tumbled out into the crisp night air, her slender legs unsteady. The lingering scent of cigarette smoke and cheap perfume clung to her disheveled attire – a school uniform gone astray, the crisp blouse half-unbuttoned, revealing the lacy edge of her bra. Her skirt, once pleated and prim, now rode high on her thighs, the silky fabric bunched up from countless groping hands.

Akari had ventured into the underground idol scene, hoping to make a name for herself. But the price of fame in this shady underworld was far higher than she had bargained for. One moment she was belting out a sugar-sweet pop song on stage, the next, she was being dragged backstage by burly men with lecherous grins, their meaty hands roaming her nubile body.

The first touch had made her flinch, but she soon discovered that her reticence only spurred them on. Like hungry wolves smelling fear, they closed in, their collective weight pushing her down onto the grimy carpet. Hands pawed at her breasts through the thin blouse, while others hiked up her skirt, exposing her white cotton panties to the catcalls and guffaws.

Akari had whimpered at first, but as the touching persisted, her body began to betray her. Her nipples stiffened under the groping fingers, and a traitorous heat began to build between her legs. She gasped when a hand slipped inside her panties, fingers stroking her slick folds.

“Looks like our little idol is getting worked up,” snickered one voice. “Better film this.”

A vicious pinch on her clit made Akari cry out, her hips bucking involuntarily. She hated how her body responded, craving even more rough handling despite her protests. More hands joined in, spreading her legs, pushing her panties aside to expose her glistening sex.

“Gimme a taste,” griped another, diving between her thighs. Akari screamed as a hot tongue plunged into her tender hole, lapping at her nectar. Spit dribbled down her thighs as the man thrust his tongue deep, his nose grinding against her sensitive clit.

“Fuck, her pussy’s divine,” he said, pulling away with a loud smack. “One of you dickheads better bust a nut in her.”

Akari shook her head, a garbled “No” slipping from her lips, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. A thick cock prodded at her entrance and then surged forward, forcing her open. Akari howled as she was invaded, her tight cunt stretched around the hefty girth. The man fucked her relentlessly, his heavy balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Cum spurted inside her with a guttural grunt, followed by more cocks, all of them claiming their piece of the underground idol’s deflowered holes.

By the time they were done with her, Akari was a quivering mess, creampied to overflowing with semen. They left her in a broken heap, her makeup smeared, clothes ripped to shreds, body covered in the stench of sex.

Akari stumbled through the city streets in a daze, tears streaming down her face. The Video footage captured everything in stark detail, an unflinching record of her degradation. But it wasn’t until later that she truly understood the depths of her shame.

Because when Akari managed to drag herself home, her mother greeted her at the door with an icy glare. In her hand was a printout of the very same Video, the images of Akari’s defilement splashed across the screen for all to see.

“You made me into a laughingstock,” her mother spat, slapping Akari hard across the face. “Look at you – you disgusting whore!” Her hands clawed at Akari’s hair, dragging her down to the basement. “I’ll remind you of your place,” she hissed, shoving her onto a cold concrete floor.

Akari cowered as her mother changed into leather boots and a strict zip-up corset, her eyes glinting with sadistic glee. It was the uniform she wore when meting out punishments to her daughter.

“Crawl,” her mother commanded, snapping a leash onto Akari’s neck and walking her like a dog. “Shine my boots with your tongue.”

Akari trembled, flicking out her tongue to lap at the scuffed leather. Her mother circled her, savoring the submissive sight. She deftly snapped a bra onto Akari’s breasts, the padding giving her a fake, adult shape.

“Shake your fucking tits,” her mother ordered, disappears behind a screen. Akari complied, cupping her hand underneath her breasts and wiggling them back and forth. Her nipples strained against the material, poking out obscenely.

Slowly, her mother peeled off her clothes, piece by piece, until she stood completely nude, her body toned and muscled from years of stringent training. Akari’s eyes widened at the sight, a confused blend of fear and desire.

“Lick,” her mother breathed, spreading her legs. Akari dived between her thighs, sucking greedily on the slick flesh. She’d had little experience with women before, but quickly learned to pleasure her mother with flicks of her tongue. Akari wondered if this was what she’d become – her mother’s obedient slave, bound to serve her every whim.

When her mother finally came, she gripped Akari’s hair in a viselike hold, grinding hard against her face. Akari gasped, choking on saliva and pussy juice. The aftershocks took minutes to subside, leaving Akari in a daze.

“Hardly worthy of your mother,” she sneered, releasing her hair with a rough shove. “But I suppose you’ll do for now.”

Akari cowered on the floor, her body aching, mind shattered from the abuses of the night. She could only imagine the further degradations her mother had in store, a living hell to remind Akari of her proper place.

But little did the young girl know, this basement held even more sinister surprises than she could ever previous imagine.

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