After divorcing my husband, I was in a state of despair. My life was in disarray, and I was frequently engaging in compensated dating through online platforms. During this time, I met a man who was more than ten years younger than me. He was quite dominant and subjected me to some rather abnormal training play. For the first time in my thirties, I engaged in exhibition play. The setting was a rural park, late at night, with only one streetlight and no houses nearby, making it a deserted park. This dominant man stripped me naked as soon as we entered the park. We then engaged in outdoor intimacy, and I was honestly quite excited about doing it in such a place. But that wasn't all. He tied my hands and feet to the legs of a swing in the park, and after thoroughly caressing my exposed body, he stuffed a handkerchief into my mouth as a gag and fitted me with a contraceptive device known as a 'Mile Ruler.' For those unfamiliar, a Mile Ruler is a type of female contraceptive that is no longer available on the market. To continue the story, he pressed his tongue against mine, making it difficult for me to make any sound. Then, he went into the restroom. I wondered what was happening when a man who wasn't him emerged from the restroom. In the dim light of the streetlamp, I could see that this sluggish, overweight man was a homeless person. In my emails with him, I had expressed a fantasy of being violated by a homeless person or beggar. My body froze in fear. I was about to be assaulted by a homeless man. I desperately tried to say, 'No, stop,' but my words were completely muffled. How can I describe it? Imagine a homeless person in Shinjuku, wearing tattered clothes, smelling bad, flabby, and seemingly mentally challenged. This homeless man approached me, completely naked. His face was obscured by a thick beard. His hand touched my chest as I was tied up. Even though I screamed, it only came out as a muffled groan. The homeless man, with his flabby body, moved sluggishly and caressed my slender naked body. He made incoherent sounds and began to violate me. I shuddered at the smell of his body, but my resistance was futile. When his saliva-covered, grimy body moved between my legs, I understood the purpose of the Mile Ruler. This mentally challenged homeless man couldn't possibly perform withdrawal. In other words, I was about to be violated internally by this filthy homeless man. As my mind reeled, I felt a hot sensation in my groin. Something surprisingly hard and thick entered me. It was likely something that had never been washed, and it filled me completely. I don't remember much after that. Only the stench and the animal-like groans of the homeless man remain in my memory. In the park, the groans of the homeless man and me, along with the faint, dirty sounds, continued to echo. To be honest, I think I climaxed two or three times during that time. I was so excited that I lost count. Then, his heavy body collapsed on top of me, and it was over. In that state, he approached me, removed my gag and handkerchief, and inserted something large into my mouth. I was aware of the abnormality of the scene, but I was too exhausted to resist. After ejaculating a large amount into my mouth, he removed the homeless man and drove him back into the restroom. I put on a coat over my violated body and returned to my room around 4 a.m. I fell asleep on the sofa and woke up in the afternoon. As I sat there, naked under my coat, the memories of that scene came flooding back. Sitting cross-legged in front of the full-length mirror, I removed the Mile Ruler. I gazed at my reflection, touched my still-wet groin, and, while caressing my filthy, violated body, I reached another climax through masturbation. Afterward, I took a shower. For the past year and a half, just thinking about that experience has led to nothing but climactic masturbation. I haven't seen him since, but if I were to meet him again, I'm afraid I might offer myself willingly without being tied up. But as he said when we parted, 'The sight of your beautiful body being violated by a beast was incredible.' Those words make me want to experience it again. Because of his training, I've become a complete deviant mature woman, and I've given up on having a normal romantic relationship.

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