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Friday night, I was sitting at a bench on the side of the street. The light of the sun was just starting to set. A nondescript, black vehicle pulled up to the side of the street, stopping right in front of me. Without a word, I walked up to it, opened the door, and stepped in. Sitting in the driver’s seat was none other than Gio. As soon as I got into my seat, he shoved a pile of folded-up clothing into my lap.

“So, what’s the deal?” I asked, unfolding the items he gave me.  

Inside the bundle was a dark cloak with a hoodie. There was also a kind of identification card. The card had nothing on it but a single symbol. The symbol was ‘V’ surrounded by a circle. God of Lust Society, huh? There wasn’t a V in the name, so perhaps it stood for a woman’s vagina? Talk about literally putting the pussy on a pedestal.

“Put on the cloak,” Gia said. “No one is supposed to know anyone else’s identity. That’s kind of the point of the society. In our case, it’s doing us a favor. You don’t want to be identified in there.”

“No masks?” I asked, remembering the animal masks we had to wear as part of that hot spring’s orgy event.

“No, it’s considered bad etiquette to look at others directly. Keep your head down, bang the women, say very little. Anyone who obtains membership is allowed to enter. There is nothing barring either of us entry, but I don’t want my face associated with that place. It defiantly has a cult-like feel to it.”

Pulling apart and eyeing the robe, I definitely couldn’t disagree.

“The most important thing isn’t the badge or the robe. It’s the phrase. The phrase is what gives you entry into the next meeting. ‘May the bonds of matrimony be broken, and he return onto this world.’ That’s the saying.”

“Bonds of matrimony? Do you mean marriage? Saying it like that makes it sound like a prison sentence.”

“Yeah… it’s definitely odd, but I don’t really want to be asking too many questions about a cult I’m planning on sneaking into.” Gio sighed. “My plan is to find the name of the person who wronged Gina. I’m going to find her baby’s daddy, and then I’m going to break his legs. If anyone else was involved, I’ll make them pay too. What is it you plan to do there? I have a feeling that once we get inside, we’re going to be on our own.”

“I have a camera I’m using. I just want to get some incriminating photos.  I might not be able to blackmail them, but I should be able to keep them from blackmailing me.” I explained. “Although the cloaks will make things a bit more difficult.”

That was the story I was willing to tell him, but that was only a small part of what I wanted to accomplish. I also wanted to find information on anyone who was supported by a god or goddess, free Kira, and get a little revenge of my own. I had discussed my plans with Akiko, Maria, and Netori. I had gleaned every piece of information I could from Eiko as well. I wasn’t planning on going into this blind. Although, I didn’t want any of them actually coming to the society. I feared for their safety above all else.

The location where they were meeting was a rented-out club. It looked like it used to be a strip joint or something. I could see other cars pulling up, and men in robes getting out. They seemed to be coming from all walks of life, with some in beater cars, while others were in a Lexus. We found a secluded spot away from the entering people, put on our robes, and then headed towards the door.

Like Gio had recommended, he moved with his head lowered. It was a strange sight to behold, although I couldn’t see his face. It was hard to imagine the normally hot-headed Gio acting docile. He must have been using all of his restraint to keep quiet. I suspected he wanted to kick the door down and yell out that whoever touched his sister better surrender or die. It spoke to the seriousness of this all if even he was frightened to act out at this event.

That was actually part of the reason I didn’t mind splitting and going on my own once inside. I needed to move secretly, and I didn’t need Gio causing a ruckus. Actually, with us separated, it’d be great if he caused a ruckus at the right time. That might actually make what I needed to do even easier. We ended up approaching the front of the doors. There was just a nondescript door that seemed like it was locked. If I wasn’t following Gio or had seen other men knock on it not a few moments ago, I would have assumed there was nothing happening here.

Without missing a beat, Gio knocked three times on the door. At least for this part, it seemed like he was very comfortable with this kind of thing. There was absolute silence on the other side. Had I been alone, I might have started looking around confused. However, Gio leaned close to the door and spoke.

“May the bonds of matrimony be broken, and he return to this world,” Gio said, although his voice showed some strain like he was forcing himself to enunciate every word.

There was another second of silence, and then a click, scrape, and the door opened. On the inside was a man easily twice the thickness of the both of us. He was wearing a robe too, but his hood was up. He was a bald, middle-aged tough who looked like someone I did not want to bounce with. Gio’s shoulders relaxed upon seeing the door open. Had the code been wrong, then our night would have ended right there.

“Well, passed the easy part.” He mumbled under his breath and then stepped in.

I followed behind with a nod. It seemed stupid repeating the same code that he had just said. Obviously, I’d know it because he knew it. Thankfully, the big man didn’t bar my path, only looking at my pass and then closing the door behind me.

As soon as the door shut, I could hear the sound of music playing off in the distance. We were in a long hallway with curtains up over every window. It had a somewhat skuzzy feel. It wasn’t nearly the rich lavishness I had imagined from that gold embroidered card with the V. Rather, this looked like some club that depended on bribes to the health commissioner to allow them to keep going. We took a look at each other and then followed the only path made available.

The music continued to increase until we came out into a bar-like area with a stage. On the stage was a stripper. God of Lust my ass! This really was just a bunch of guys at a strip club, wasn’t it? All the secrecy had gotten into my head that this was some kind of deep, dark conspiracy. I was expecting virgin sacrifices, goats, and rich aristocrats. The reality was something far sillier.

The men were all robed, but they were just drinking and ogling the stripper women. Most of them had their hoods up now that they were indoors and were chatting quite casually. Occasionally, a man slipped a woman extra and the pair left into a backroom, likely so he could get a lapdance or a blowjob. Admittedly, I had never been in a strip club before, so this was all new to me, but I had seen movies and stuff. In the end, this big secret society of the Goddess of Lust was actually a group of middle-aged men sneaking out to bang strippers!

No, that wasn’t all they had. There was also the main event, an unwilling high school girl who was being coerced into providing her body. These may just be normal men, but they were normal men that were doing something despicable in secret. I couldn’t forget that. Just because many of these men looked like normal people, I couldn’t let myself be distracted. That guy could be a gardener. That one might be a doctor. The one over there was the vice-principal.

My eyes widened as I located him so easily. Of course, he was the one I was most interested in following. It was his daughter at this event, so if I wanted to get to her, he was my best bet. I shot Gio one last look and the pair of us nodded and split up. As for me, I didn’t head straight to the vice-principal. Even with my cloak, there was too much chance that he would recognize me. Instead, I found a table close enough to his that I could listen. It was close to the strip tables, so I didn’t need to engage with the other men. They were too busy playing with the stripper, trying to slip ¥1000 bills into her thigh.

I sat down, in my seat and watched the woman dance. Admittedly, this really was stimulating, but I had tasted a goddess and beautiful teen women. This woman was at least ten years older, and couldn’t compare to the beauties in my life. Even so, I found it difficult to remain seated and listen to the conversation happening at the table the vice principal was at.

“And then… that little slut told me she was married! I was like, so? That’s your problem for being such a hoe!” A guy broke into laughter.

The other guys chuckled along with him. It seemed like the men were regaling stories of their sexual conquests over the week. It was… such a regular thing to do.

“What about you?” The man continued after he finished laughing at his own story. “You’re a teacher or something, right? All those hot high school students, you must get all kinds of youthful pussy.”

The vice-principal laughed while scratching his balding head. “Ah, I occasionally get a good taste. However, I’m more about bringing people together. It’s pretty easy. Teenagers are always horny. You just put a male and a female in the same room, and they just start fucking. Then, of course, you film it.”

“Is that how you blackmailed all those girls to come to these things?”

“Haha… you show them caught on tape and talk about explulsion, and they never even question why there was a security tape in the closet. In my office, I have tapes of half the students in the school banging in one position or another.”

“Sloppy amateur porn… what about feeling the girls.”

“Excuse me, sir, do you want something to drink?”

My attempt to listen to them was cut off by a busty woman with big breasts who came to get an order.

“Ah… yeah, jack and coke.” I ordered without missing a beat.

I wish I had thought of it on my own, but it was actually my dad who said if I wanted to look like a man but order a sugary drink, Jack and Coke was my best bet. It was half soda, so I could get away with drinking something sweet without ordering something too fruity like a Pina Colada or something.

The woman left, but then the stripper on the stage started harassing me, shaking her ass in my face. I could smell the baby oil and perfume. I guess the men she had previously been hitting up were dwindling on bills. I sighed and went into my wallet to find something to pay her to go away. Unfortunately, I only had some ¥2000 bills. I grabbed one and quickly tried to shove it in her g-string.

As soon as my hand went to leave, she reached down and grabbed it. While holding my hand, she removed the twenty with the other. At first, I thought maybe I had a counterfeit and she was going to call me out on it, but she took the money up to her lips and then pushed them against it. When she turned it around, a red lipstick stain was on the folded-up bill. She then put it in my hand and had me stick it between her chests She was still a hot stripper, even if she was older, so naturally I responded with a gulp as I slid it down her chest.

She finally let go of my hand, and the men who were around the table with me cheered. As for the girl, she jumped down from the table and started straddling my lap. Apparently, giving her a ¥2000 bill made her think she could get more from me with a lap dance. She started grinding on my lap, and my member started to grow. This seemed to encourage her more as she jammed my face in her chest. I only just managed to keep my hood on.

Behind me, I heard the vice principal’s voice. “Come on, I’m going to go prep the special prize. It’s about time we enjoy tonight’s sacrifice.”

“She’s upstairs?” Another said, “I can’t believe you’re offering up your own family.”

“Hehe… the more, the merrier I always say!”

The guys were heading upstairs where she was. I was running out of time. However, now I had a stripper riding my lap and way too many eyes on me. Damn it!

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