SAVR-695 [VR] After School, The Big Titted Obedient Slave Schoolgirl Comes To Offer Her Tits, Begging To Be Fucked. Himari Momose

Movie Information:

ID Code: SAVR-695

Release Date: 03/08/2025

Category: Censored , Big boob , Highschool girl , Slut , VR

Actress: Momose Himari

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Studio Label: KMPVR-Aya-

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Scene One: A Gentle Pattern

Himari never missed a lecture.
She always sat in the front row, notebook open, hair neatly braided over one shoulder. She never interrupted, never challenged—just watched, took notes, and obeyed every instruction with a soft “Yes, sensei.”

To most, she was invisible. To Kaito, she was a question he never quite asked out loud.

One day, after class, she lingered.

“You assigned extra reading,” she said quietly, “but I already finished it. I was wondering… if you had anything harder for me.”

The way she said it—deliberately, softly—sounded less like an academic request and more like an invitation. Kaito blinked, unsure whether he imagined the tremble in her voice.

“I can give you an advanced text,” he said carefully.

Her eyes lowered. “I’d like that.”


Scene Two: Obedience

They started meeting privately. Always in the afternoon, always in the small reference room at the back of the library. He’d assign her increasingly complex literature, ask for essays due by the end of the week.

She always delivered. On time. In person. Always with her hands folded and voice low.

One afternoon, she handed in her third paper—precise, brilliant, but with a single line at the end, in small cursive:

"I wonder if you’d still read me if I stopped using words."

Kaito stared at the line for a long time.

When he looked up, Himari stood motionless, waiting—like she’d left something unsaid and didn’t want to move until it was noticed.


Scene Three: Crossing the Line

The next week, she arrived late.

Rain streaked her blouse. She’d forgotten her jacket. Her braid had loosened. She looked... softer somehow.

“You’re soaked,” he said, standing quickly.

She looked up at him. “I thought maybe… you’d tell me what to do.”

The room held its breath.

“I’m good at following rules,” she added, stepping closer, fingers fidgeting with the strap of her bag. “But only when someone gives them.”

“Himari,” he said slowly, “you know the kind of power that implies?”

She nodded.

“And you trust me with that?”

Another nod. “I’ve never trusted anyone more.”


Final Scene:

He didn’t touch her. Not that day.
But he did close the door, sit her down, and begin to write a new list of instructions—nothing physical. Just truths to confess. Fantasies to write. Lines to explore on paper.

And when she began to obey, writing each sentence with trembling hands, he realized:
Hers was not a body begging for touch.
It was a mind begging to be understood.~