Love Vaccine Episode XNUMX Good and Evil (XNUMX)

We arrived at the love hotel in question.
By chance, Nao had brought her school uniform from middle school.
Mr. Mac asked me to bring this to use as a costume for today's exposure shoot, but if you wear it to a love hotel, it will be a perfect ``reenactment.''
Come to think of it, when we first started, Nao-chan brought a variety of things with her, including her school uniform and club uniforms from middle school.
Was that also due to a desire for a "repeat performance"?
Mac: “Did you even go to a love hotel wearing this uniform?”
Nao-chan: “No, that really didn’t happen.”
Mr. Mac: ``I wish I had brought a collar. I used it to film a naked Nao walking on all fours at the dog park.I put that on, I held the leash, and I put on the uniform over it and went to the love hotel.'' It was fun.”
Nao-chan: “That might be able to be overwritten (lol)”
I changed into my school uniform in the car, got out of the car, and headed to the entrance of the love hotel.
Mac: “This uniform is from a local junior high school around here, right?”
Nao-chan: "Yes, but I have my student ID, so if you ask me anything, I can prove my age, so it's okay."
This is a type of love hotel where you can choose your room using a panel.
Let Nao choose if there is a room that sticks in her memory.
It was so many years ago that I couldn't remember clearly, but I chose a room that looked like it and entered it.
Mr. Mac: "What do you think? Do you remember this room?"
Nao-chan: "I don't know... maybe it's been renovated. I have a favor to ask..."
Mac: "What?"
Nao-chan: “I would like to be in the same situation as I was as a teacher, is that okay?”
Mr. Mac: "Of course. What should we do first?"
Nao-chan: ``First, we filled the bath with hot water and the two of us took a bath.The teacher took a bath first.''
Mr. Mac "I see."
Nao-chan: “I’ll pour some hot water on you.”
Mr. Mac: "I'm just looking at the room. It's a pretty nice room, isn't it?"
When I returned to the bathroom after a while, I found Nao standing there.
He looked stunned and obviously strange.
Mac: "Are you okay? Nao-chan"
I run up to her and hug her.
Her eyes are wet with tears.
Nao-chan: "It's okay...I'm sorry."
Mac: "Maybe you're experiencing dissociative symptoms?"
Nao-chan: “I haven’t gone that far.”
I came out of the bathroom, holding Nao-chan in my arms, and led her to the bed.
I take off Nao's clothes, make her completely naked, and insert myself in the missionary position.
I wonder how many times I inserted it this morning.
I haven't counted, but I inserted it XNUMX times.So the vagina was open and I could insert it right away.
I shook my hips for a while and had Nao say, "It feels good, it feels good."
It's the best reminder.
The junior high school teacher did not insert it into Nao's vagina.
He inserted his finger twice, but each time Nao felt pain, so he didn't do it any more.
Instead, he served them orally.
Apparently it took about XNUMX hours each time.Naturally, she should be good at giving blowjobs.
In order to teach Nao-chan how to have real sex that feels good, she shakes her hips earnestly.
It seems to feel good when it hits the back, so it's probably only a matter of time before it's developed.
He also said, ``Although I've only had experience with two people so far, I think △ and I are really compatible.''
and ejaculation.
This is the second time for Nao-chan today.
Nao-chan: "Thank you. I feel like I can overcome my trauma."
Mr. Mac: "That's good. I mean, if you don't recover, I'll be in more trouble. Good luck. By the way, you were crying in the bathroom earlier. I wonder what kind of feelings those tears represent? Do you have any feelings of fondness or nostalgia?"
Nao-chan: “No, that’s not true.”
I flatly refuse.
Mac: “So, do you feel regretful?”
Nao-chan: “It’s a little different from regret.”
Mac: “Then, are they very primitive and simple tears, like the ones that children cry when they are sad?”
Nao-chan: “I don’t understand.”
Mr. Mac: “Well, if you could say something to yourself back then, what would you say?”
Nao-chan: “I want to say, ``Be aware of this quickly.''
Mr. Mac: “Hmm, maybe it’s the sadness of not being taken care of.”
Nao-chan: “Ah, that might be the closest.”
Looking back, Nao had absolutely nothing to gain from her relationship with her middle school teacher.
There is no take of give and take.It's all brought up from Nao's side.
That's why they feel like they've been "sexually exploited."
In that respect, my relationship with you has a lot to offer.
If it's too much, he'll let out a happy scream.
Of course, the same goes for the allowance, but it seems like the good thing about Nao-chan's ``repeat performance'' is that he deals with her in the right way.
The reason why he had such a relationship with the junior high school teacher in the first place is that when Nao confessed to her about her mother's abuse, he acted like he could help her solve the problem.
Nao-chan clung there.
But the teacher ended up doing nothing.
I asked for help, but nothing was given to me, I was just exploited.
This relationship continued until he was XNUMX years old.
After that, I met a married man online, and we were able to chat about all sorts of things, and it was fun because we were like friends.
So, I tried to trick Nao into cooperating with the ``replay'' to overwrite her memory, but although she enjoyed chatting with him, she didn't seem to understand or show any interest in deeper topics such as cooperating with the ``replay.'' .
Mac: "I'm glad you lost your virginity to me instead of that married man."
Nao-chan: “I really think so now.”
Mac: ``As I've said before, I'm not a virgin, so I'm not necessarily particular about it.However, I instinctively thought that if it was going to be with that married man, I'd take it on.''It turned out I wasn't wrong after all. Hey.”
Even so, is ``trauma reenactment'' something that pulls and moves people in this way?
It's like being drawn to a powerful magnet.

-Replays occur with tremendous conflict. Even when asked, ``Why are you in such a place?'' or ``Why are you such a person?'', even the person himself cannot explain it.I am helplessly drawn to dangerous situations by the power of my unconscious mind.

I read what was written in writing and thought I understood it in my own way, but seeing it with my own eyes has a different impact.
Reason cannot compete with this.
I tried to think about what it might be like, but I think it's similar to the urge that drug and alcohol addicts tend to have.
Although it is not an addiction by any means, I can see why it is often misunderstood as a ``sex addiction.'' (Continue)