"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

These were the sounds Sophia made as she pressed her lips against Roland's, her tongue swirling wildly in his mouth.

To her horror, she realized that the very sexual acts she had sworn to forbid were now what she desperately craved, unable to stop herself.

It was as if every second that big dick remained inside her, the passive influence of the Massage Technique kept her body burning with insatiable heat. She could only move ceaselessly, demanding kisses, pressing her D-cup breasts against him, grinding and rubbing against his body.

She knew perfectly well how forbidden this was, how deeply she was betraying her husband, how urgently she needed to stop.

She couldn't continue. She couldn't let her husband's hair turn any greener.

It was one thing to have inexplicably agreed to Roland's absurd request earlier, but now she was fully conscious. How could she possibly continue having relentless sex with a student in her right mind?

Was she still upholding her professional ethics as a teacher?

I have to stop!

Stop already!

Sophia vigorously stirred Roland's tongue, clinging tightly to his body, her legs clamped firmly around his waist, pressing even tighter.

She was stunned.

How could this be happening? Why can't I stop? How could my body become so erotic, so desperately craving sex?

Sophia realized with horror that Roland wasn't even the one initiating the violation. He was merely holding her still. It was she who, while pleading for him to stop, was thrusting against his body, vigorously stirring his tongue, she who was violating her own student!

Aghhn~!

It feels so good... Her resolve seemed to crumble again, threatening to completely lose herself in that pleasure.

No... no, not like this. Let me go... please, let me go.

Gradually, as expected, Sophia succumbed to the pleasure once more, lost in its intoxicating embrace.

When she regained a sliver of consciousness, another half-hour had passed, and yet another unprotected surge of heat coursed through her body.

Sophia knew, with a sinking certainty, that her life was utterly ruined.

Their kiss continued, their bodies still entwined. She knew it wouldn't be long before she lost her mind again to pleasure, only to be subjected to another raw, unprotected injection of heat. Just as she had promised herself, she had truly become nothing more than a toilet.

She no longer wanted to live...

Sophia wept tears of despair. But then, something even more devastating happened: her phone rang.

Even if she ignored it, the ringing persisted, indicating the caller had something urgent to discuss.

Perhaps annoyed by the persistent ringing, Roland actually carried her to retrieve the phone. As he did, she saw the name on the caller ID:

Anna Kinomiya.

It was her daughter calling.

No, she absolutely couldn't answer. In her current state, answering the phone would inevitably lead to disaster.

Although her daughter, raised under her strict guidance, had been completely shielded from any knowledge of sex—a blank slate in that regard—even if she heard those sounds over the phone, she likely wouldn't realize her mother was being used, right?

But even so, she couldn't answer. She couldn't let her sinful voice taint her daughter's pure ears!

Then Roland answered for her.

"Chairman, your call," Roland said, holding the connected phone to her ear.

"You—!" Sophia flushed with shame and fury. How dare this bastard!

But before she could unleash her rage, her daughter's anxious voice came through the line.

"Mom! Are you still at school?" Anna asked with an urgent voice.

"Mmm~! Mmm~! Mmm~! I'm still here~!" Sophia managed to reply, her voice trembling.

"Huh? What's wrong with your voice?" Anna's innocence truly was like a blank slate; she didn't notice anything amiss in her mother's tone.

"N-nothing... Ah! I'm fine!"

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Huff, hnghh... Yes, I just burned myself with hot tea."

"You need to be careful!"

"Mmm-hmm! I know, I know. Is there anything else?"

"Actually, Father suddenly fell ill. I've already called an ambulance. After hearing the description of his symptoms, the doctor suspects it's kxk Syndrome. I heard that's a terminal illness, Mother! Please come home quickly!"

"What? He... Ah! How is he now?!"

"He's very weak. I'll put you on speakerphone so you can talk to him."

"No! Don't put me on speakerphone! Ahhh!!!"

But it was too late. Anna had already activated the speakerphone.

As Sophia relentless thrusting continued, her trembling voice completely broke down.

Through the speakerphone, Sophia could no longer suppress her cries. They grew increasingly frantic, each one louder than the last, wave after wave, all reaching her husband's ears.

"Close it! Cut it now! Hurry!" Sophia's shouted in despair.

"Mother? What's happening over there? Father's condition suddenly worsened! What should I do?!"

"Hang up! Hang up now! Hurry!"

"I... I understand."

Anna immediately obeyed and hung up. She didn't know exactly what was happening on her mother's end, but she could guess it was something terrible, otherwise her mother wouldn't have been screaming so frantically.

What should she do now? Her mother seemed to be in dire straits, and her father had completely collapsed, his face suddenly turning pale before he lost consciousness.

What was she supposed to do in this situation?

Panic rising, Anna called the ambulance again, only to receive even more devastating news.

Traffic jam?

Anna collapsed onto the floor, realizing her father was likely beyond saving. No one could survive kxk Syndrome.

Sophia also realized there was no hope. Her husband's diagnosis with kxk Syndrome had already plunged her into despair.

But now, her husband had heard the sounds she was making. How could she possibly hide the fact that she had been defiled?

It's over. This is completely over. How could she ever face her husband again if she returned?

She couldn't.

Unless her husband succumbed to kxk Syndrome and was taken away, then she wouldn't have to face him...

It must be said, Sophia momentarily entertained an incredibly cruel and malevolent thought. But she quickly banished it from her mind, as the pleasure of the Massage Technique was rapidly overwhelming her senses.

Even with her husband's life hanging in the balance, she continued to engage in relentless sexual encounters with a student at the school.

Heh... Heh heh... Heh heh heh...

Sophia seemed to be losing her mind.