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Hello and welcome to my first work on this new account! To start the new year off right, I will be partaking in my own month-long smut writing challenge! 

××× Welcome to Freaky February! ×××

All month long, I will post a smut fanfic of a different ship and/or kink once a day! Each work will be over 1000 words because I like to spoil all you little brats. 

February also happens to be my birth month. I'm a Pisces haha.

I have already picked most of the ships and kinks myself, and a few of them inevitably repeat. This is because there are certain characters/kinks that I don't like writing about, and some are way more enjoyable for me than others. My rules/limits are listed below for anyone who cares.

Also Tenko is on here a lot because I love her so much. She is the best girl and deserves the world.

Keep in mind, although I have my own pre-made list, this list does not have to be set in stone. If you have a request for a specific kink/ship, please leave a comment! If I don't want to do it I will probably just ignore it haha. But most I am open minded to. 

Rules!!

-All ships will be WLW only. Why? Because I am a lesbian and I think it's way more hotter and more enjoyable to write stuff with just girls. I might do futa, if you're lucky.

-Nobody from UDG except maybe Toko and Komaru if people want it.

-No fics will contain Hiyoko or Himiko. I hate both of them, but they are also practically children and I can't do that. Fics will also NOT contain Mikan or Chiaki, because I physically cannot write smut about them. Maybe it's just me, but writing it would not be enjoyable at all if I use them. Sorry to everyone who likes those guys.

-Overall, the kinks will be pretty vague and broad. I'm not great at writing really niche fetishes, mostly because I don't have any of them myself. Last time I tried something like this y'all requested some weird shit that I was not sure what to do with haha.

-Some absolute no-nos when it comes to kinks for me are non-con rape, serious ageplay/age regression, piss or scat, anything sexual with food, vomit, excessive gore/pain/body mutilation / modifications. See? My niche fetishes are pretty lacking.

The days and kink list is below! Remember, nothing is really set in stone, so if you want to suggest any changes or add another day yourself in a comment, be my guest.

I hope we will all have fun together! I can wait to start writing and for you all to read them!

Have a happy and horny Freaky February!

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Bonus Page:  What State Would Each Danganronpa Character Be From?

Day 1: Brat Taming ( Peko x Ibuki )

Day 2: Mutual Masturbation ( Mukuro x Sayaka )

Day 3: Degrading ( Miu x Kaede x Kirumi )

Day 4: Oral ( Ibuki x Mahiru )

Day 5: Sensory Play ( Kyoko x Celestia )

Day 6: Begging (Miu x Kaede)

Day 7: Athletes ( Sakura x Aoi )

Day 8: Praise Kink ( Akane x Sonia )

Day 9: Costume/Roleplay ( Tsumugi x Kirumi )

Day 10: Bondage ( Kyoko x Celestia )

Day 11: Spanking/Hair Pulling/Doggy Style ( Maki x Miu )

Day 12: Petplay ( Akane x Sonia )

Day 13: Voyeurism/Cuckolding ( Kaede x Maki, then Tenko )

Day 14: Friends With Benefits ( Tenko x Angie )

Day 15: Hate Sex ( Akane x Aoi )

Day 16: Group Sex/Threesome ( Tenko x Kaede x Maki )

Day 17: Petplay?? IDK maybe just Collars and Leashes?? ( Peko x Ibuki )

Day 18: Semi-Public/At A Party ( Sakura x Aoi )

Day 19: Car Sex ( Sakura x Aoi )

Day 20: Crying ( Mukuro x Sayaka )

Day 21: Facesitting ( Kaede x Tenko )

Day 22: Over-The-Knee Spanking ( Kirumi x Miu )

Day 23: Dominant Bottom/Submissive Top ( Tenko x Miu )

Day 24: Birthday Sex ( Sophie x Jenny from The Walten Files )

Day 25: Overstimulation ( Tenko x Maki )

Day 26: Praise Kink/Threesome (Tenko x Kaede x Kirumi)

Day 27: Body Worship (Mukuro x Sayaka)

Day 28: Body Worship ( Tenko x Kaede ) 

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Hello all!

If you couldn’t already tell, I’m really chomping at the bit to begin this writing challenge! I had a fun idea in my head that had nothing to do with the smut collection, so I thought I’d publish it here anyway.

I’m assuming most of you don’t know this, but I live in the United States and have my whole life. I thought it would be a stupid fun thing to write and try and assume which state each character in DR would be from if it took place in America. If there are any non-American readers I’m sure this won’t make much sense, but it’s not meant to be taken seriously anyway. Anyway, have fun with this stupid little writing I did :)

If Danganronpa took place in the United States of America, here are the states/cities I think the (human) characters would be from and why.

Makoto: He’s from Michigan. He’s pretty average, and I feel like Michigan is an average, mediocre state.

Sayaka: Los Angeles, California. I feel like being in those big hubs of entertainment made it much easier for her to become big, and all the biggest record labels are in California as well.

Mukuro and Junko : Since they are sisters, I am assuming they grew up in the same state. I could see them living in either New York City or LA, but I’m leaning more towards New York. I feel like the model scene there is much more extravagant. Their family would have lived there for Junko’s modeling career, and Mukuro would just be forced to live there too.

Leon: He is from Massachusetts, and definitely Boston to be more specific. Boston has a huge history in baseball, and his red hair might also indicate he is of Irish descent. Boston has a large Irish population and heritage.

Chihiro: I had a hard time deciding this one. I kinda view him as like this small-town kid who spent all his free time with computers. He is definitely from a state with a colder climate, and one that is in the Midwest. I am just going to say he is from Iowa because I can’t think of anything else. It is a plain state and I view him as pretty plain.

Mondo: He’s from New Jersey. I associate his rough-and-tumble attitude and upbringing within New Jersey since anything is legal there and everyone has a strong personality.

Kiyotaka: I almost want to say he’s from Massachusetts as well, because it is an extremely uptight state. I mean, it is the number one state in the country for education and a bunch of really good schools like Harvard and MIT are there, but I guess it comes at a cost because the whole state is very uptight. However, I cannot picture Taka being from Massachusetts. I feel like he grew up in a relatively laid back state and his uppity attitude was a nuisance to his fellow classmates. That’s why I believe he grew up in Indiana. Not too chill but not too strict, it's right in the middle. A split state the feels divided on his rule-enforcing personality.

Hifumi: He certainly grew up in a small town in a random state. I can just picture him sitting at home all day drawing fan art. I feel like he would live in a southern state. He gives off Virginia energy.

Celestia: She tells everybody she came from a rich French family, but that’s just to compensate for the fact that she’s actually from Maryland.

Sakura: She is of Native American descent. I feel like she has heritage from southern Native American tribes, like in Oklahoma, New Mexico or Texas. Most likely Oklahoma. I’m gonna say Oklahoma.

Toko: She seems depressed so she’s from Minnesota.

Yasuhiro: He’s from New Mexico. His tan skin and spiritual beliefs means he’s from a chill western state like New Mexico.

Byakuya: Connecticut stereotypically has a lot of rich, snobby people near New York City, so I’m going with the easy guess of that he’s from Connecticut.

Kyoko: She’s definitely from New York City. She gives of a mysterious aura much like that of the inner city.

Asahina: She’s from Puerto Rico. Though it is not a state, it is technically a U.S. territory. Her dark skin tone mixed with her love of water and her canon high tolerance for heat. I rest my case.

Hajime: I feel like Hajime doesn’t have that much of a personality, so it’s hard for me to decide what state fits his energy. I guess I’ll pair him with a state that doesn’t have much of a personality either. He’s from Idaho.

The Ultimate Imposter doesn’t have a home state, duh.

Teruteru: I saw in a video one time where someone said that they pictures Teruteru being from New Orleans because of the famous, signature foods and styles of cooking down there. So, I’ll have to agree. Teruteru is from New Orleans, Louisiana.

Mahiru gives off real granola energy, so she’s definitely from a woodsy New England state. However, I do think she is kind of boring, so she is from a relatively tame state like Vermont. Pretty and chill, but lacking in personality.

Peko is from Wyoming. A state as brooding and mysterious as her.

Ibuki is definitely from a small town in an insignificant state with dreams of one day traveling to big cities. I believe she is from a small town in suburban South Carolina. Her energy and kind attitude also matches the same vibe as South Carolina. 

Hiyoko is from Pennsylvania. A state and person that people seem to have mixed feelings on.

Mikan is from Nebraska because she is weird and creepy and so is Nebraska. 

Nekomaru is from Colorado. There is so much sports and recreational activity to do in Colorado due to its variety of climate and landscape, so he would be very active and have a lot of teams to manage.

Gundham adopts an interesting persona to make up for the fact he was raised in a fairly uninteresting state. I am going to say he is from North Dakota, because I also picture him being in a state that’s primarily cold.

Nagito is really pale so he obviously comes from a state that doesn’t get a lot of sun. It rains a lot in Seattle, Washington, so I am going to say he is from there. 

Chiaki: I am going to say she is from West Virginia because she doesn’t have much of a personality and neither does West Virginia.

Akane is from southern Florida, and to be more specific, she grew up in Miami.

Kazuichi is weird, so he is from a weird state like Arkansas.

Fuyuhiko is canonically Japanese because of his connections with the yakuza, but I guess the American version of this would be the Italian mob in New York City. I don’t know which version I want to go with, and I don’t really care. You pick.

Sonia is canonically from the nation of Novoselic. I cannot see her being American, so I still am going to say she is from that foreign nation. However, she could possibly be fascinated by luxurious American cities and wants to experience American public high school, much like how she is fascinated by Japanese culture in the video game canon.

Shuichi is from Rhode Island. A tiny state, but just as depressed as him.

Kaito is from Oregon. A state that treasures the outdoors, and Kaito would probably spend a lot of time outside looking at the stars. 

Kokichi is a sneaky little shit known for constantly lying. I feel like that means he grew up in New Jersey, too.

Kaede lives on the coastline of Maine. I have no explanation for this, it just feels right.

Rantaro gives off real laid back and chill vibes, and he definitely lives someplace tropical. That means Hawaii is the perfect place for him. He is also believed to be the Ultimate Adventurer in the Danganronpa canon, and an island nation like Hawaii in the middle of the ocean is perfect for exploration. 

Ryoma is from Chicago. Illinois. He grew up in a rough neighborhood which led him to an unfortunate life of crime, but he found solace playing tennis.

Kirumi is definitely not American. She came from an extremely posh and lavish lifestyle in Paris, France.

Angie isn’t from America either. She comes from some Polynesian tribal nation in the middle of the ocean. I don’t know anything about Polynesian and where it is or what island nations make it up, but she is definitely not a native of America. 

Tenko is from rural Nevada. Las Vegas is consider the American karate capital, so martial arts would be popular where she lives. She also just gives off Nevade vibes, and she has to suppress her homosexuality in a conservative state.

Korekiyo. Sweet Home Alabama. Ha ha.

No, I’m just kidding. He is from Canada, and lives in Ontario but straddles the American border. His family moved there simply because it’s cheaper, but he still developed an obsession with Japanese and American history and culture.

Gonta is from New Hampshire. In the game canon, he mentions being raised by wolves, so he grew up in the woodsy White Mountains where he discovered a love of bugs.

Miu is from Los Angeles. Her holier-than-thou attitude matches the energy of Los Angeles, and she’d be right near Silicon Valley.

K1B0 was invented in some random guy's house in North Carolina. Since he is a robot though, he can fly and travel wherever he wants really quickly without using a lot of energy, so he easily escaped his master’s house and traveled around the world.

Tsumugi insists that she is very plain, so I’m assuming she grew up in a plain state like Kansas.

Maki is mysterious but has a very big, open mind. The state of Montana is also very big and open yet mysterious.

Himiko : I want to say she’s from Massachusetts becasue of the famous witch trails that happened there, but she is annoying and doesn’t have the sassy attitude that New England is known for. She is small and dull, so she is from another small, dull state. She is from Delaware.

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Ibuki sat in the passenger seat of the car as it strolled down the dimly lit highway. A small, naive smile was plastered on her face as she stared out the window and kicked her legs slightly over the edge of the car seat. Peko glared out the windshield with her hands grasping at the steering wheel like eagle talons. Her red eyes could have probably burned a hole through the glass. The girls had a double date with Sonia and Chiaki, another couple that they knew from school, and went out to a restaurant together. But Ibuki wasn’t aware of what Peko had in store for her, or what she had done. The pair remained in a strained silence the entire drive home.

The car pulled into the driveway of their small condo. Ibuki climbed out of her seat and hopped to the door, opening the front door and kicking her shoes off in the entrance. Peko locked the car and strutted towards the innocent Ibuki, clutching her purse in her hand. Her loose black pantsuit swayed with dominance as she made her way towards her golden-retriever girlfriend in the house.

“Hey, Peko-Peko! Ibuki’s gonna…”

“You’re not going anywhere. Come with me.” Peko barked, cutting her off. She dropped her purse on the hard wooden floor absentmindedly and grabbed Ibuki’s arm, pulling her across the house to the living room. 

“Oooooohh! What are we doing, Peko-Peko?”

Silent, she bent Ibuki over the kitchen counter than overlapped into the living room, and positioned herself, standing behind Ibuki’s rear. She thrust her crotch with a grunt.

“You…( thrust )...little…( thrust )...shit…( thrust )”

Ibuki’s carefree expression dropped, and a frown formed along with it.

“Peko…( thrust )...what’s going….( thrust )....on?! ( Thrust ). Why are…( thrust )....are you mad at me….( thrust )....Peko?”

“Shut up. (Thrust.) I don’t want to hear your whiny voice. You know exactly what you did.

“N-no! What’s wrong, Peko? Ibuki’s confused! Ibuki is sorry!”

Peko’s hand flew across Ibuki's bottom and gave it a swift smack. Ibuki wore a dark blue short dress that exposed a little of her behind when she bent over. “Too late for sorries now, you little brat.” Peko snapped.

Ibuki gulped. She felt her heart drop. She hated that word.

Peko grabbed Ibuki by the hips and spun her around so they were now facing each other. Peko grabbed Ibuki’s shoulders with a vice-like grip before sitting her down on the couch forcefully. She let go, then grabbed Ibuki’s chin in the cup of her hand.

“How many times does it need to be said to you? I DON’T want you wearing that dress out in public! It’s way too revealing, and I don’t like everybody staring at something that is MINE!” Peko hissed, and used the hand that held Ibuki’s face to give her a rough slap across the face.

“Ow..! Ibuki’s sorry, Peko!”

“And you can stop calling yourself that! Start talking and acting like a big girl.”

Once again, Peko grabbed Ibuki’s arm violently to pull her up off the couch, and paraded down to the bedroom, where Ibuki was tossed on the bed as Peko locked the door. She turned around to face Ibuki, sitting up straight on the bed. Ibuki wasn’t the smartest, but she knew better than to mess with Mommy when she was mad.

“This isn’t the first time you’ve worn that dress without my permission. You know better. And since you keep insisting on trying to break my rules, you’re going to have to pay, young lady.”

“Listen, mama...! I said I was really sorry, and I swear I won’t do it again! I just think…”

“Don’t talk back to me!” Peko barked, as she stormed her way over to the terrified Ibuki hunched over on the bed. Once again, Ibuki was roughly grabbed on her shoulders and pushed down, but now Ibuki lay on her back, facing up at the silver-haired vixen who was pinning her to the bed. Ibuki struggled, writhing and whining under Peko’s grasp.

“Listen here, young lady…” Peko spat as Ibuki continued to spasm under her. “Do you want mommy to be mad at you?”

Ibuki shook her head and squeaked.

“Then stop squirming and listen to me. Just behave and listen to mommy, and your punishment can end quicker. Do you understand?”

“Y-yes...mama….” Ibuki squealed, exasperated. Peko smiled, and lifted herself off of Ibuki, sitting up straight on the mattress as Ibuki still lay there. She didn’t dare to move without mama’s permission.

“Good girl. Now, come up here and give mommy a kiss.”

Ibuki leapt up and wrapped her arms around Peko’s neck, giving her a quick peck on the lips, not wanting to abuse her privilege and try and get more than she was allowed. 

Peko smiled at Ibuki’s obedience, and pushed her head back down again.

“Lay on your stomach. Stick your ass out for me, since you wanna be a slut and show it off to everyone.”

Ibuki slowly nodded, and assumed the position she was told. Peko grabbed Ibuki’s hips to adjust her position to her own liking, and unzipped the back of Ibuki’s dark blue, shimmering short dress. Peko placed a quick kiss on Ibuki’s bare skin, which made Ibuki shudder and swell with a bit of happiness and excitement. Peko then grabbed Ibuki’s hands, which had been gripping the sheets above her head, and crossed them behind Ibuki’s back.

“Can you keep your hands there by yourself like a big girl, or do you need mommy to restrain them there in place for you?” Peko said in a condescending voice through an even more confident smirk.

“N-no, mama! I’ll be okay! Ibuki can...I mean, I’ll hold them here! I’ll be good, I promise!” Ibuki chirped. Her heart was racing; she could feel it pounding against her ribcage. What is excitement or fear? Love or lust? A mix of all? She couldn’t tell.

Fortunately, she didn’t have much time to think about it, since Peko had walked over to the dresser and grabbed a leather belt that was sitting on top. She folded it in half, and gave Ibuki a soft whack on her bottom.

“OWWW!” Ibuki cried as her whole body flinched from the sudden impact. 

Peko huffed. “Doesn’t feel so good, does it?”

“No, mama! It really hurts!” Ibuki wailed.

“Well then, my dear. Then the punishment is working.” Peko smiled.

Minute after long minute passed, and every few seconds a sharp clap would echo throughout the cozy bedroom. The sounds of leather on bare skin, and the desperate cries from a whiny little brat.

“Waaaahhhh! I’m so sorry, mama! Peko! I’ll never do it again! It hurts too much! Please...I promise I won’t do it anymore! I...please, Peko!” Ibuki cried desperately. 

Peko leaned down over Ibukis writhing body. Inevitably, during the whole ordeal, Ibuki would move and squirm from the pain, and she had tired her best to keep her hands in place where Peko told her, but she had been moving around too much. Peko had understood, and wasn’t angry. She was very happy at Ibuki for behaving as much as she did already. Nevertheless, Peko still felt the need to lean her standing body down over Ibuki’s folded torso. Using one hand, Peko held Ibuki’s wrist in place behind her back where they belong, and the other hand continued to deliver lashes of the belt against Ibuki’s bottom. 

With her head leaning down right above Ibuki’s, Peko craned her mouth close to Ibuki’s ear.

“What did you do?” Peko rasped. A slap of the belt.

“I…. sniff …I wore the dress I like without your permission, mama!”

“And what will you never do again?” Slap.

“Go out in…( slap )...public wearing something….( slap )...you didn’t give me permission for!”

“And?” Slap.

“And I’ll never...ugh, I’ll always be on my best behavior for you, mama! Please, I will…! I….”

She didn’t get to finish. Peko had dropped the leather belt on the floor and let go of Ibuki’s wrists, letting them flop to the side of her body. Peko smiled, and gave Ibuki a soft kiss on an exposed patch of skin from her neck. Peko rested her body on top of Ibuki’s and interlaced their fingers together, gently cuddling Ibuki as she caught her breath.

“You know mommy loves you, right sweetheart?” Peko said quietly.

Ibuki nodded. Breathily, she said “I know, mama. Ibuki loves you too….”

The two lay in silence for a little while before Ibuki spoke up again.

“And I’m really sorry, mama. Ibuki’s sorry. Ibuki won’t disobey your rules ever again.”

“Oh come on, Ibuki.” Peko laughed. She lifted herself off of Ibuki’s laying body and lightly patted her bright-red ass. “We both know you love this too much to stop for good.”

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Mukuro and Sayaka met and got to know each other in high school, but it wasn’t until after graduation that they acknowledged their romantic feelings for one another, and officially started dating and moved in together. They balanced each other out perfectly. Sayaka could be overly anxious, and Mukuro was good at calming her down. Mukuro had been serious and brooding all her life, but Sayaka helped her break out of her shell and become a more confident person. 

Both girls held jobs outside their home lives. Sayaka worked in the entertainment industry by day, but was an idol sensation performing around the country at night. Mukuro’s job was much more low key, albeit stressful, but she liked it enough.

This particular day, however, seemed to be extra stressful for her. Muku often came home before Sayaka, so when Sayaka opened the door to their apartment, she saw Muku sitting at the kitchen table with a loose necktie, unbuttoned shirt exposing her chest, and a bottle of Smirnoff.

“Hey…” Sayaka groaned. Muku let out nothing more than a grunt with the mouth of the bottle at her lips as she downed another big sip. Sayaka threw off her coat and hung it on the back of the door. 

“How was work?” Sayaka tried again in a cheery voice, to get some more emotion out of Muku.

“Fine..” The ex-soldier lied. 

Sayaka wasn’t that gullible. She could see right through Muku’s stone-cold walls. She knew something was wrong. She paced over to the table, sat down in an empty chair, and rubbed the top of Muku’s back.

“You don’t look fine. Are you sure everything was okay at work?”

“Yes, I said I’m fine!” Muku snapped, but she immediately regretted it after she saw the shock and hurt in Sayaka’s face. 

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. It’s just, um….”

“Long day?” Sayaka asked. “You look and sound stressed.”

“Yeah, I guess you could say that. Heh. It’s just that nothing is working out and I couldn’t do the things I had to do today so now I’ll…” Mukur rambled.

“Hey hey hey, it’s okay.” Sayaka said, wrapping her arms around Muku’s shoulders and pulling herself in for a hug. “You’re all done for today. I don’t want you to stress yourself out too much. What if we…” Sayaka paused for a moment, then giggled. “Hee hee, never mind.”

“No, what were you going to say?” Muku laughed along with her, since she perked up at Sayaka’s unfinished proposition.

“We should...go and relax….together….” She said quietly, giving Muku a light, teasing kiss on her cheek.

Muku smiled, showing off a little sliver of her teeth. “Oh? And what does that mean?” She laughed, teasingly.

“Let’s go somewhere more comfortable…” Sayaka whispered. With her mouth already close to Muku’s ear, she began to nibble on the lobes, which she knew always drove Muku crazy. 

It always worked. Muku was practically melting under Sayaka’s mouth, and she shivered as she tried to relax her body into Sayaka’s care. Sayaka’s mouth grew impatient, however, and she ducked her face lower to get closer with Muku’s mouth. The two exchanged a deep kiss and sunk their tongues into each other’s. During the passionate exchange, Muku cradled Sayaka in her muscular arms and carried her girlfriend over to the couch. The bedroom door was closed, and Muku had no free hands. It was also too far away, and they girls didn’t want to waste a single second of each other. 

Muku laid Sayaka down on her back onto the couch, and rested her own body on top of her girlfriend’s slender frame. The battle of their tongues in each other’s mouth and the exchange of spit lasted a little while longer, to the point where they almost couldn’t breathe. Sayaka initiated the separation, pushing Muku off of her by the shoulders, and made her sit upright. Both girls gasped as they pulled away, a single strand of saliva trailing from both their mouths. 

With both girls sitting upright, Sayaka took off her top and unclipped her bra from the back. Muku went to take her clothes off, but Sayaka grabbed her by the wrists.

“Nope. Stop. You keep your clothes on.” Sayaka said. She was always the more dominant one in the relationship when it come to sex, so Muku did as she was told. 

Still holding onto Muku’s wrists, Sayaka guided the soldiers hands down to her crotch area. A black belt held her black dress pants close to her hips. Restraining Muku’s hands against her crotch, Sayaka looked Muku deep in the eyes and said, “Like what you see?”, pushing backwards and flaunting her bare body and breasts. 

Muku nodded. “You’re so beautiful. A goddess.”

Sayaka raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Is that so? Then I want you to touch yourself for me.”, the idol said, letting go of Muku’s hands and sitting back.

Muku nodded enthusiastically, like a little puppy, unbuckling the belt, siding it off and onto the floor next to the couch, and sliding her pants down to her ankles. They sat there at the tops of her feet, and she was going to move her fingers down to start touching herself before Sayaka grabbed her legs.

“Nuh-uh. Not yet. All the way off. I want to see all of you for myself.” Sayaka demanded. Muku nodded furiously, and kicked her feet the best she could, and folded herself to get the legs of her pants off.

Muku rested her hands on her ankles waiting for Sayaka’s approval. Even though her smile and crimson face should be all the indication she needed to get started, Muku didn’t dream of starting until she was given vocal affirmation.

“Good girl,” Sayaka said, learning over Muku’s body to playfully pinch her cheeks. “Now I want my baby girl to relax and not worry about anything else. Mommy wants you to touch yourself and feel good.”

Muku giggled slightly, and moved her fingers down to her entrance to begin massaging it. 

“Yes, mommy.” Muku gasped. She stared by making small circles around her clit, causing her legs to twitch at the electric pleasures. All the muscles in her body tensed at the surge of excitement, especially her toned abs poking through her torso.

This really turned Sayaka on. To her, nothing was hotter than Muku’s rippled muscled body left over from her days in the military. It was so adorable to see the big, muscular soldier whine and squirm by relaxing at her own hand.

Sayaka herself began to feel her stomach heat up, and there was no way she was going to get by just watching Mukuro; she definitely had to partake in some of the activities sooner or later. But only when she became unbearably horny.

In the meantime, teasing Muku was her favorite pastime. 

“Look at you,” Sayaka said in a sultry-sweet voice. “My big, strong girl breaks down so easily for her mommy. You’re supposed to be this big, brave girl, but you submit so easily to pleasuring yourself all because of me.” 

“I...I also...I was always meant to follow orders, ma’am.” Muku groaned breathily, giving off a cocky, toothy smirk. 

Sayaka was surprised by this little rebellion of Mukuro’s and raised her eyebrow while giving her own cheeky smile. 

“My my, you little brat. Talking back to mommy now, are you?”

“N-no...I’m sorry, I…” Muku said as the smile began to fade from her face. She moved her fingers further down her slit, trying to move her fingers inside her drenched pussy to massage the inside.

“Enough.” Sayaka whispered in a blunt manner. “I said I want you to relax. Mommy has control, so you can relax and not worry about a thing. In fact, I don’t want to hear you talk until you’re done. Understood?”

Muku nodded, and slid two fingers inside her slick entrance. She moaned at the incoming penetration, but still craved the electric shocks gained from rubbing her clitoris, so she continued to use her thumb on it to get the best of both worlds. 

Sayaka sat back and watched for a little while longer, but it didn’t take a big amount of time before Muku’s mind had started becoming clouded. She closed hereyes, and let out those deep, guttural moans of pleasure that Sayaka always found incredibly sexy.

She couldn’t take it anymore. Mukuro’s muscled body covered in pleasure sweat. Her moaning and groaning, and her complete devotion to her own orgasm, making herself happy. It made made Sayaka ridiculously ravenous for some of her own pleasure.

She wasted no time sliding her own hand down her stomach, towards the top of her skirt. Her hand slid below the hem, and she began to massage her clit as well, watching Muku writhe and moan in pleasure.

Her mind was already foggy, but when Muku opened her eyes and realized what Sayaka was doing, she smiled, and felt an immense surge of pride flow through her body.

“Ahhh…! Muku, baby…! This feels so good...I love watching you….oh my God, you’re so hot…”

Muku smiled and laughed. Sayaka’s praise motivated her to go faster. Now that she was watching Sayaka, completely topless, moan and whine while looking at Muku’s own body. 

The fact that each girl recognized her girlfriend got immense pleasure staring at her body made them both fill up with pride. Their fingers moved faster and faster, almost like they were competing who would cum first. Their fingers moved in a weird type of synchronization, and the noises that came from their wet fold and mouths created a harmony in a bizarre symphony. 

“Aahhh…! Muku….Muku, you’re so cute…! I love you, Muku! Does this... mph! Does this feel good?”

Muku nodded furiously, using her other free hand to finger her nipples under her bra. 

“H-hey! That’s cheating!” Sayaka laughed breathlessly. 

A small smile crept across Muku’s face. She got a lot of joy out of riling up Sayaka.

“Are you c-close?” Sayaka asked. She was not as  close as Muku, but all she wanted was to see Muku relieved.

Muku nodded again. Sayaka neutrally got tired of being the only one talking, and allowed Muku to speak whatever she wanted.

“I want to hear all the dirty things you have going on in your mind.”

Muku nodded. “Yes, mommy. Thank you, mommy!  I-I’m so close, mommy! I’m almost there! It feels so good, mommy! Thank you for letting me please myself! Hhhhnnngg...it feels so….so g-g-good!”

“That’s it, baby. Just relax and cum for mommy. Mommy wants to see you cum.” She was telling the truth. She believed that watching Muku completely succumb to watching Sayaka jerk off to her own body. 

A twisted infinite loop. Looking at each other’s bodies and getting pleasure from the other bodies and pleasure from the pleasure. 

Muku was allowed to talk under Sayaka’s permission, but she wasn’t able to form words due to the immense pleasure that was clouding her mind. Incoherent strings of whines, moans, and grunts exited her mouth as she got closer to the edge.

“NNNNnnngghhH!! AhHHHhhh! Grrrnnnnhhhhggg!”

“That’s it, baby. Let it all out.”

Muku screamed and she threw her head back. She faced the ceiling and violently continued to orchestrate her fingers until she finally went numb. Sayaka began to see small drops of cum begin to leak out of Mukuro and onto her fingers. That got her excited. Sayaka herself was even closer to the edge.

Muku felt numb. She felt like her whole body was floating, and electric tingles rocketed through every neuron in her body. Her mouth opened agape, and she let out her silent scream. She was there. She was cumming.

Sayaka saw how drenched Muku was, and the cum began flowing out of hr cunt and drenching her fingers. Her leg muscles were strained, stretching out and shaking violent from a crashing wave of pleasure. Sayaka was right behind her, getting closer to cumming herself, especially after seeing Mukuro destroyed.

Slowly but steadily, Muku rode the calm of the top of the wave as she relaxed. Her muscles became loose, and her legs flopped like rag dolls. Her chest heaved up and down, since her entire fingering session essentially felt like a workout. 

Sayaka had followed in Mukuro’s steps just a few moments later. She had watched Mukuro go all the way over the edge, and tried to replay those images in her head as she finishes herself off. She stared at Mukuro’s limp, sweaty and red body and revelled in the sight. She had mirrored essentially what Mukuro did; straining her legs and throw ring her head back and the silent scream exited though her mouth.

Sayaka sank back down into the couch, laying back on one end while Muku relaxed on the other. After a few minutes, both girls were able to catch their breaths again. 

When she could finally feel her múscles again, Sayaka crawled over to Mukuro laying on the other end of the couch. She cradled herself in Mukuro’s arms and wrapped her girlfriend in an embrace. 

“Do you feel better now?” Sayaka asked, her voice slightly vibrating Muku’s chest.

“Yes. Thank you.” Muku said bluntly, almost like her regular speaking voice. 

Sayaka squeezed Muku tighter and squealed. “I’m glad. You work so hard, baby.”

“Heh heh. Thank you.” Muku paused, curious about Sayaka suddenly joining in on the masturbation session. “Did you...you know, plan on doing that with me?”

Sayaka shrugged. “I couldn’t resist.”

Chapter Text

“My, my. She really is a little brat, isn’t she?”

Kirumi stood over the foot of the bed, with her arms crossed and staring down at Miu and Kaede laying down on the bed. Kaede sat against the bed’s headboard with her arms wrapped around Miu, who was nestling in her arms.

“She really is,” Kaede said, keeping Miu locked and restrained in place. “I wonder what we could do to her to help her learn how to behave.”

It was quite an interesting story how Miu got in this situation. Kaede had called the two girls into her bedroom to ask a favor of them. She needed Miu’s help tuning her piano and giving it a few repairs, and just had dirty laundry laid around her room that she wanted Kirumi to take care of.

Miu entered Kaede’s room first. She had always had a major crush on her, so when Kaede asked for help, Miu jumped at the opportunity. Kaede stood next to the piano, listening to the sound of the notes to make sure Miu was tuning them correctly. Miu was working on the piano, screwing the tuning pegs and adjusting the strings when Kirumi entered the room to take care of her laundry.

Long story short, Miu snapped at Kirumi for being in the room at the same time as her. Was she trying to steal Kaede from her? Miu stood up and marched towards Kirumi, swearing at her, until Kaede grabbed Miu and restrained her to the bed in their lying position

Miu squirmed around under Kaede’s grasp. “Why are you both talking like that? I’m right here, assholes! Stop talking like I’m not even fucking here! Let go of me, Kaede, you bitch!” Miu yelled as she thrashed around.

This only caused Kaede to tighten her arms’ grips around Miu’s body. “Shhhh shhhhh, shhhh. No no no.” Kaede said in a motherly tone, leaning down towards Miu’s ears trying to calm her down. Kaede frowned. “Look at her. Already acting up. I told you, she’s just a little shit who always misbehaves.”

“Shut the fuck up!” Miu screamed.

“My, and such a dirty mouth, too.” Kirumi added. She felt bad Kaede had to restrain Miu all on her own, so she walked over to the left side of the queen bed and climbed over the edge. She made her way over to Miu laying against Kaede, straddling Miu’s legs, so as to look down at her new little prey.

Kirumi cupped Miu’s cheeks with both her hands, looking her dead in the eyes.

“You need to learn how to treat us with more respect, young lady.”

“No I don’t! Shut up! You’re both acting like crazy bitches!” Miu screamed, which sprayed spit all over Kirumi’s face.

Still holding her face, Kirumi talked to Kaede. “What do you think we should do, Kaede? We can’t let her get away with this attitude.”

“Hmmm,” Kaede said. “Let’s give her a taste of her own medicine. I’m sure she wouldn’t like it if we treated her the same way.”

“That sounds like a wonderful idea.” Kirumi smiled.

Kaede and Kirumi stared in each other’s eyes while a squirming, anxious Miu was held before them.

“You’re really pretty, Kirumi.” Kaede said. “And you’re a good maid who follows orders, right?”

“I pride myself on fulfilling any request I’m given.” Kirumi smirked.

“Then come here and give me a kiss.” Kaede’s smirk mirrored the maid who stood above her, but it was quickly morphed into a different shape as said maid leaned down over their screaming baby girl in the middle to plant her lips on Kaede’s.

“No, no! St-stop! I wanna kiss too!” Miu thrashed and kicked her legs, extremely jealous of both girls. Even though she was sandwiched between the two girls bodies, and cushioned by their breasts, she still felt like she was being left out

It started out as a little peck, but once they saw how jealous it made Miu, Kaede and Kirumi both silently agreed to deepen the kiss, and made sure to make it a loud as possible.

Sucking and slurping could be heard from above Miu’s head. At some points, spit from both the girls’ mouths leaked onto the top of Miu’s head from the intense make-out session. The noises combined with the spit fueled Miu’s rage, and she tried to thrash around and fight as much as she could to get out of the sandwich of girls.

“St-stop! I wanna kiss, too! I WANT A KISS, TOO!” She screamed.

Finally, Kirumi and Kaede separated, and Kirumi raised herself slightly. Miu took a deep breath, since she wasn’t being suffocated by Kirumi’s breasts anymore.

Kaede spoke first. “Ugh. Why won’t our little brat shut up? She’s being very loud, Kirumi.”

“Indeed, she is. It’s quite annoying.” Kirumi said. “But she’s just such an insecure little girl who’s desperate for any attention she can get. When she sees other girls having fun, she wants to be included, too.”

“But she’ll never be included!” Kaede laughed. “She’s such a goddamn loser, so no one wants to kiss her since she’s just disgusting!”

That last word hit Miu like a truck. “Wh-what are you t-talking about?!” Miu stuttered. “S-stop talking about me like that! I’m not…”

“My word, she has such a big mouth.” Kirumi said. She then let out a haughty laugh. “We should really put her in her place, Kaede. Teach Miu her manners. Train her to not have a big attitude any more.”

Miu squirmed more violently, and tried to raise her legs and kick at Kirumi the best she could. “What are you guys talking about..? Please! I’m sorry! Just…”

“Yes! Maybe that will help us like her more,” Kaede said. “Then she could finally get a kiss if she deserves it. We need to fuck this attitude right out of her.”

“I couldn’t have said it better myself,” nodded Kirumi.

“Alright! Let's prop her up doggy style then, huh?” Kaede suggested with an excited tone in her voice.

“Very well. Let me take care of her.” Kirumi added, so she wrapped her arms around Miu’s torso to lift her off of Kaede, and turn her over so her stomach faced the sheets of the bed.

“You guys...sto-op!” Miu whined. Her voice was high and nasal, and (although it was pretty much futile), she tried fighting by thrashing her limbs around.

Despite her thin frame, Kirumi was actually very strong and able to hold Miu in place.

“God, stop whining.” Kaede snapped. “I’m sick of hearing your stupid, whiny voice.” Miu looked at her with wide, pleading eyes, hoping Kaede would have some sort of sympathy towards her.

“You heard Kaede, you stupid slut. Hold yourself up on your hands and knees.” With tears welling up in her eyes, Miu had surrendered. There was nothing she could do. These two girls were going to have their way with her and there was nothing she could do about it. She stood herself up on her hands and knees, hanging her head low.

“Look at her, she’s crying!” Kaede chirped. She grabbed Miu’s jaw in one hand and put on a fake sympathetic pout. “Awwwwww..! Is this why you can’t get a pretty girl to kiss you, Miu? You’re just a little crybaby, isn’t that right?”

Kirumi propped herself up on her own knees behind Miu, placed right behind her rear. While Kaede continued to baby-talk Miu, Kirumi pulled down Miu’s skirt and panties to reveal her pale bottom.

“K-Kirumi...stop! Wh-what are you…”

“Shut up. Answer Kaede’s question.” Kirumi barked bluntly. “God, Kaede. I can see what you’re talking about. She’s just so pathetic, she can’t handle the attention of pretty girls.”

Miu cried out even more, and high-pitched squeals exited from her mouth as she whined.

“Stop that horrible whining and answer my damn question.” Kaede ordered. “Or else we could stay here and tease you forever.”

Miu stuttered at first, not wanting to break down in front of the two girls that easily. But, after feeling Kirumi’s fingers and already getting embarrassingly soaked, she feared what would happen if she didn’t comply.

“I-I’m sorry, Kaede! I am just really pathetic! I’m so horny for the both of you! I...I need you both so bad! P-please! I’m...I’m so lucky to be in the presence of two beautiful goddesses! I don’t deserve you!” Miu yelled.

Kaede and Kirumi seemed satisfied with her answer, and Kirumi began to massage deeper as a sign of approval. However, the deeper she rubbed, the more she could feel Miu’s wetness through the panties

“Oh my God, Kaede. You’re not going to believe this. Miu is getting wet from this! Oh my, holy shit! This pathetic little slut is enjoying this whole thing! And we haven’t even started with the good part yet!”

Kaede let out a loud laugh. “Ha ha! Oh my god! I knew she was desperate, but not this fucking pathetic!”

"She's has just so much pent up horniness, but she knows she'll never get relieved of it because no pretty girls want to fuck her ugly face." Kirumi laughed.

Kirumi massaged her fingers deeper and deeper through the cotton, but never moved her fingers past the fabric barrier. Miu didn’t deserve the pleasure of her fingers just yet.

“I think she should get a special treat, Kirumi. Don’t you think she’s deserved it? Especially after apologizing.” Kaede suggested. Although both girls were empathetic, seeing Miu cry softened Kaede a little. Kirumi, however, was annoyed by the tears, and only wanted to torture Miu even more, especially for the foul mouth she had towards them earlier.

Miu got excited at Kaede’s proposal. Hopefully they’d start being nice to her.

“No, actually. She doesn’t deserve a special treat. Maybe once she starts acting like a good girl she can get rewarded, but she’s acted like a spoiled little brat her whole life.” Kirumi blurted out.

“Wh-what…?” Miu stammered. Her stomach dropped. She was so close to a reward, but it slipped through her fingers.

“What makes you say that?” Kaede said in a fake-concerned voice. She smirked and winked at Kirumi, out of sight of the strawberry-blonde brat in the middle.

“We’ve seen just what kind of insecure little girl she is. Since she’s such a horny, ugly loser, she thinks she can yell at people all day long with no consequences. But when people talk back and be honest towards her, she can’t handle it. That’s acting like a real spoiled brat. One who does not deserve a reward.”

“N-n-NO!” Miu screamed. Fury flew through her body, but she couldn’t do anything about it. If she lashed out at the girls, she was sure to only get punished worse.

“Hmm, I suppose you’re right, Kirumi.” Kaede said. “She doesn’t deserve any good feelings after all. You can stop making her feel good, Kirumi. Move your fingers.”

The maid did as she was told. She left Kirumi’s panties and skirt the way they were and gave Miu’s ass a light smack before Kirumi crawled past Miu to lay down next to Kaede at the top of the bed and stare at their little pet together.

Miu shuddered at the loss of constant. Every muscle in her body tensed. She was so close to getting special treatment from the pretty girls, and she let it all slip away. She tried to move where the girls were and at least get some constant there, but Kaede had other plans.

“Nuh-uh. Nope.” Kaede said bluntly. “You stay right where you were, young lady. Hands and knees in front of your mistresses. And don’t move a muscle."

Miu sobbed. A large breath of exhaustion exiting her mouth. Hadn’t they tortured her enough? When would they be satisfied? Nevertheless, she remained on all fours, arms getting sore from holding her up for so long and numb with a mix of pleasure and anger.

“Wh-why are you guys being so mean to me??!” Miu sobbed.

“Because you deserve it.” Kirumi stated. Nothing more than that.

The girls stared in silence for a while at their sobbing puppy, trembling in front of them. Kaede rested her head on Kirumi’s shoulders, and this caused jealous rage to fill Miu. But she had to stand still.

After a little while, Kirumi and Kaede faced each other, and moved their lips closer together. Another intense session of making out had begun, right in front of the destroyed Miu. Deep slurping sounds filled Miu’s ears, and she could only watch in agony as the girls stuck their tounges in each other’s mouths and folded their lips on top of one another.

Miu’s face was contorted in extreme pain. Not physical, but the emotional pain of seeing the girls having fun together and not inlcuded. Her whole body, especially the area near her crotch, burned with jealousy.

“Please...please….please...please…” Miu groaned under her breath while hanging her head. “PleasepleasepleasepleasePLEASEPLEASEPLEASE give me a kiss! I wanna kiss too from you both! I promise I’ll be good! P-please! I’m just a pathetic little girl who’s desperate for attention and can’t get kisses from pretty girls because I’m just a pathetic bitch! PLEASE!” Miu screamed and begged, and finally looked at her mistresses in the eye awaiting their response.

Kirumi and Kaede pulled away from each other’s embrace, and turned towards the Miu falling apart in front of them.

All they could do was smile. Sure, it was nice to hear Miu beg, and they were really close to giving her what she wanted, but decided all they wanted to do was be entertained by the whole show Miu was putting on for just a little while longer.

Kaede delivers the verdict. ”Maybe just stay like that for a little while longer for your mistresses. We really enjoy watching you like this. And maybe, just maybe, if you do a really, really good job, you can get a little kiss or two from us.”

They smiled as Miu realized that it was the only way to please them. It was wonderful to see the egotistical inventor finally taken down a peg.

Chapter Text

Before Ibuki settled down with Peko as her girlfriend, the idol could get whatever girl she wanted in her younger years as a musical sensation. Hundreds of girls would step in line and sleep with the famous idol, sometimes more than one at the same time.

Before she got to superstar status, Ibuki was a regular high school student. She had a great talent for music, which made her stand out among her class. Her dyed hair and piercings and extravagant clothing also helped. There was another pretty girl in her class. Mahiru. A mop of cute red hair sat on top of her head. Her specialty was photography, and was known for taking all the pictures for the end-of-year school yearbook.

One day, Ibuki and Mahiru had gotten paired up to work on a class project together. They decided to combine their talents together to make their project remarkable. They had settled on a day to go to Ibuki’s house and plan the project for their first day working on it together.

Right away after school, they walked to Ibuki’s place and marched straight to her bedroom. It was quiet yet spacious, so it was easy to concentrate on their work.
Upon entering Ibuki’s room, it was noticeably extremely dark. Mahiru couldn’t tell if the walls were painted black or a very, very dark blue. Posters of other famous rock musicians and idols from across the world covered the walls. Next to Ibuki’s messy twin bed sat a large amplifier speaker, and her legendary guitar, basking in the sunlight of her bedroom window.

The girls sat on the bed and began to think of project ideas. Ibuki plucked her guitar strings while Mahiru fidgeted with the camera.

Ibuki’s bed sat right under the large window of her room. Something about seeing the scrawny, rebellious girl finger at her guitar while basking in the late afternoon sunlight made Mahiru’s stomach flitter. Something drew her into Ibuki. Her body, her rockin’ personality, all made her lose focus on the project. She couldn’t stop staring at Ibuki tossing her hair back while making music. After a little while, the project was completely forgotten about; Mahiru was lovestruck, and Ibuki wash lost in the music.

She doesn’t know what come over her. She’d never been a brash, confident person, but she almost felt like a magnet had dragged her into kissing Ibuki.

The pair locked lips in the window sunlight glistening through the trees and lighting up Ibuki’s inky dim room. Their wet lips pushed against each other. Mahiru could taste the metal tang of Ibuki’s lip piercings as their tongues forced their way into each other’s mouths

Ibuki wasted no time taking off Mahiru’s top and undoing her bra. Since Ibuki seemed so excited, and pretty much knew what she was doing, Mahiru let her do whatever she wanted. Ibuki kissed every square inch of Mahiru that she could, and when the bra was off, she sucked on each of Mahiru’s nipples, causing the redhead to throw her head back and moan out of an electric pleasure surging from the tickling sensation on her chest.

Next, Ibuki slid off Mahiru’s skirt and panties. She wanted to see all of Mahiru’s body, expose all her skin, and lay her naked body on Ibuki’s bed. Ibuki slid off her own bra in front of Mahiru, but remained pretty much in all her clothes. As she kissed the newly exposed areas of skin in Mahiru’s lower half of her body, she felt drawn to Mahiru’s neatly groomed cunt. And the smell.

“Ibuki is excited!” The musician exclaimed. “You look beautiful, Mahiru! And Ibuki wants to kiss you here! It looks like a flower!”

“Y-yes, of course. Thank you, Ibuki.” Mahiru muttered. She was laid back on the bed, completely nude, holding herself up by her arms. Ibuki’s pillow was right below her head if she wanted to rest, but not right now. She wanted to look at Ibuki for as long as possible, and become completely enamored by her beauty.

Ibuki, being the fast-paced, impulsive girl she is, wasted no time in getting what she wanted and putting her mouth on Mahiru’s vagina. She opened real wide, and pressed her lips against Mahiru’s entrance. This sensation alone was enough to send shockwaves through Mahiru, and her arms holding her up felt numb already. But Ibuki wasn’t stopping there.

She nipped her lips at Mahiru’s folds, before making the grand gesture of sliding her tongue into Mahiru’s entrance. The receiver threw her redhead back and let out a deep cry.

“I-Ibuki...it feels so good!” Mahiru gasped.

Ibuki raised her head up from her work for just a second to reply to Mahiru. “Ibuki’s glad! Ibuki’s having fun!” She then went right back to work.

Mahiru could only glance down in wonder at the girl going down on her. She thought it felt good, and could only presume Ibuki’s done this before to make it feel so good. Mahiru thought about that. How many girls Ibuki could seduce, especially with this talented mouth. She also thought about how she had never gone this far with a girl. Sure, maybe a few make-out sessions in the school supply closet in between classes with a random girl from the basketball team, but nothing this intimate. And surely in this quick amount of time.

Those thoughts of hers quickly became cloudy, however. Loud slurping noises coming from between her legs was all she could focus on, and the pleasure associated with them was only becoming stronger.

Ibuki had stayed working in the same spot on Mahiru for a little while, and even Mahiru began to feel its effects wear off. Fortunately, Ibuki was creative.

She hadn’t touched Mahiru’s sensitive clit before this, and she now thought it was time, especially since she had warmed Mahiru up enough. With her arms wrapped around Mahiru’s legs, Ibuki came up for a little bit of breath, flashed a toothy smile at her plaything, and gave a quick lick of the tongue across Mahiru’s clit.

Electricity coarsed through Mahiru’s nerves, sending involuntary shivers to every fiber in her body. Her arms were completely useless now to hold her up, dissolving like jelly. Her head fell back on Ibuki’s pillow, and she stared up at the ceiling while trying to move her hand as best she could to hold Ibuki’s head in place.

“F—fuck! P-please don’t stop, Ibuki! It feels so good...You’re so good..!” Mahiru yelled through sharp breaths. It was pointless, however, because Ibuki was never going to stop regardless. Ibuki was nice in the fact that she never teased girls when going down on them. Mostly, because Ibuki herself was very impatient and wanted the fun things to happen right away.

Ibuki wanted to talk to Mahiru, but her mouth was obviously busy. Her lips wrapped around Mahiru’s clit, and she began sucking on the sensitive area. Mahiru arched her back at the wave of pleasure coming over her. Her body began to feel tingly and numb.

Was...it...coming soon? An orgasm? She had never felt one before, and would have been more than satisfied if it was Ibuki who gave her her first one.

Ibuki tried multitasking as much as she could. Mahiru tasted too good to waste space with her fingers, so Ibuki insisted on making Mahiru cum using only her mouth. She would suck on the clitoris, before moving to slurp on the opening of Mahiru’s cunt some more, and shoving her tongue inside to get the best tastes.

“Ibuki…!!” Mahiru gasped. “Keep going, keep going….I’m almost there…! I’m almost there…! It feels so...aahhh!”

Mahiru stopped talking from that point onward. The pleasure had become so immense, just from the power of Ibuki’s mouth, that it was impossible for her to speak the words that came to her head. The only tangible words may have been Ibuik’s name mixed in with a few “shit”s and “fuck”s.

The only thing on her mind right now was Ibuki. The sun shone down on both their porcelain skin, the erotic sweat from both of them glistening like newly fallen raindrops on their porcelain skin.

But after a short while, she wasn’t able to see it anymore.

All she could see was dark. Then some colors. And all she could feel was ecstaty.

This was it. The orgasm.

Mahiru’s eyes had practically rolled back into her head. Her arched back had relaxed, and she sank into the bed with a few scattered muscle spasms from the overwhelming stimulation. Her breath hitched, only short, sharp gasps came from her mouth.

Ibuki knew it had happened before Mahiru did. Mahiru’s cunt dripped its fluids over Ibuki’s lower face, then she noticed her new friend lost in pleasure, sinking into the bed. Ibuki seemed to know how to best handle the situation as well. She moved up and away from Mahiru’s body, letting her relax and overcome the orgasm. She rubbed Mahiru’s clit extremely gently, just to give her a little feeling. Once she seemed to be over the crest of the wave, Ibuki hopped over to Mahiru laying on the bed to stroke her hair with one hand.

The other hand was busy for the time being. Mahiru had made quite a mess on Ibuki, so she used her free hand to wipe away the excess juices and lick them off her hands. It was too tasty a reward, so she didn’t want to waste any of it.

“Aren’t ya proud of Ibuki? Ibuki did that with just her mouth! Does Mahiru feel good?” Ibuki chirped.

She could have waited a little longer for Mahiru to fully catch her breath, but she answered the best she could.

“I’m...I’m extremely impressed, Ibuki. That...felt...that felt really….really good. I’m okay. I feel wonderful, thank you. Yes, thank you very much for that.”

“You’re welcome! It’s Ibuki’s pleasure! I am happy I got to do something so special to a special, pretty girl!”

Mahiru let out a short little laugh and smiled as she placed one of her hands on Ibuki’s thigh. She sighed.

Ibuki held Mahiru’s hand too. After a little while of the girls embracing each other’s company in silence, Ibuki spoke up.

“Ummm...so….should Ibuki and Mahiru start working on the project now?”

Mahiru blinked. “The what?”

Chapter Text

It must have been fate that these two kinky bitches found each other. There’s no other explanation.

Celestia’s extravagant outward appearance made it quite obvious she was into all things wild and extreme, and that especially went for in the bedroom. Kyoko on the other hand, was much more reserved than her girlfriend, and didn’t show her true desires on her sleeve like Celestia did.

Somehow, through Celestia’s enchanting magic, she managed to pull these deep fantasies out of her lavender girlfriend. It must have been during a random hookup or something when it happened. Things were said and done that both girls like, and had no idea the other party was into it as well. Inevitably, they became girlfriends due to this unexpected sudden connection of sexual interests.

Tonight was not unlike most. If they felt extra spicy, they would do more extravagant, dangerous scenes with assorted toys and costumes. Sometimes it was simple. But their sex was never vanilla. It always had to include some taboo aspect. 

Tonight, Celestia teased her submissive by messing with her senses.

“How are you feeling, my dear? Are the handcuffs too tight?” Celestia cooed, looking down at her nude girlfriend laying on her back. Her hands were cuffed above her to the back of the bed.

“I feel great, mistress.” Kyoko nodded, and looked at Celestia with her signature trusting doe eyes.

“Perfect, darling. I can’t wait to completely ravage you.”

Kyoko’s stomach twirled with excitement. It was a mix of fear and adrenaline. Celestia was in complete control. Kyoko could do nothing but let Celestia create whatever sensations she wanted.

She trusted Celestia with her life, and knew she would never do anything to intentionally hurt her, but she gave Celestia the power to inflict whatever pain or feelings she wanted. 

Celestia wasted no time grabbing the blindfold from the bedside table. The first sense they were depriving Kyoko of was sight. This way, it would be extremely difficult to predict Celestia’s actions. The blindfold was just a thick black strip of fabric, but it did its job. Kyoko was in pitch black when Celestia tightened the knot of the blindfold behind the detective’s lavender head. 

“That’s beautiful, my darling. You look the prettiest when you are in complete submission to me.”  Celestia said, cupping Kyoko’s face and giving her a series of good pets.

“Th-thank you, ,m-mistress.” Kyoko shuddered. “I love it when you praise me, mistress.”

“My my, we’ve barely started and you’re already flustered.” Celestia moved her hand away, which left Kyoko shivering. She craved Celestia’s touch, and felt starved of it as she was left in space, completely devoid of her sight.

While Kyoko lay helpless on the bed, Celestia grabbed her next prop from under the bedside table. It was nothing special, just their own stick with a plume of dark red feathers on the top.

Though this scene was one of their more milder ones, Celestia still felt she could be as mean to Kyoko as she wanted, so she started off teasing Kyoko with one of her most sensitive body parts; the feet.

Celestia tried to remain as silent as she could, so it would be nearly impossible for Kyoko to predict where she was or what she was going to do. When she arrived at the right side of the bed, she positioned the feathered stick right in front of Kyoko’s bare feet, and lightly pushed the feather up and down the soles of Kyoko’s sensitive area.

Instinctively, her toes curled, but her whole body also tensed up due to the surprise feeling. Celestia continued to brush the feathers up and down Kyoko’s feet, and Kyoko writhed and squirmed around.

“Ahhh..!!! Shhhh..iiiit!...M-mistress….ahhh! It feels….”

“Shhhssshhh..You talk too much.” Celestia moaned. “You wouldn’t want me to take away your ability to talk, would you? The gag is ready if I must use it.”

“N-no, mistress! I’ll behave..! Ugh…” Kyoko whined. The tickling sensation in her sensitive soles made her body involuntarily move around on the bed, but luckily the handcuffs were keeping her restrained. 

Even though the sensation on her feet caused from the feathers was ticklish but painful, Kyoko still felt deprived when Celestia finally moved it away. Her toes curled again, almost to try and grab the feather stick and bring it back. Celestia let Kyoko rest in the feeling of denial, which was an agonizing few seconds for the poor purple haired submissive. 

While Kyoko writhed in pain, Celestia decided where to make the feathers dance next. She wanted to tease Kyoko before giving her a feeling of release, so she started by dragging the feathers lightly up Kyoko’s belly. 

“Hhhhhhh-haaah!” Kyoko whined, and sucked her belly into her. Her ribs poked through her skiing from the tightening of her stomach, which Kyoko always found adorable. She dragged a few strokes up and down Kyoko’s belly before going to another sensitive area of Kyoko’s body; her nipples.

The feathers lightly grazed Kyoko’s left nipple, which immediately made the bud harden. Once again, she pulled tightly on the handcuffs keeping her in place from the intense electric pleasure. 

A burning sensation traveled down to her crotch area. The sensations of pleasure were too much, but she also wanted more. Her legs were not restrained, which Celestia regretted at this point. In order to keep her burning feelings at bay. Kyoko tried to close her legs over one another, but Celestia grabbed the right leg closest to her. 

“Uh-uh. You only get to cum when Mistress tells you. In the meantime, you can suffer while Mistress watches you become completely underdone by her own hand.

“M-mistress!” Kyoko whined. Her crotch was aching, and her legs were crying. The painful tickling sensations from the feathers dancing around her nipples made the pain to orgasm unbearable in the lower half of her body. 

The pleasure was becoming too much for Kyoko, and Celestia could tell. She didn’t want Kyoko to get feelings of euphoria just yet. She hadn’t deserved it. Celestia moved the feather stick away from Kyoko’s body, and the sharp sensations of teasing pain saturated in Kyoko’s body. Celestia had to move away from the bed to get the next prop, so Kyoko closed her legs again without even adhering to the fact that Mistress watched her do the entire thing. The complete ignorance of her rules made Celestia angry, but fortunately, her next prop was ideal for discipline.

Kyoko had no idea why Celestia stopped, or where she was going, so all she could do was wait in torturous anticipation. Tiptoeing towards the bedside table, Celestia picked up a riding crop.

Kyoko tried as best she could to try and listen to Celestia’s footsteps, but the gambler’s heels on the soft carpeted floor barely made a noise. 

She couldn’t see. She couldn’t hear. She lay on a soft bed. Everything made her feel like she was floating in space. All her sense were gone, and she was not only a prisoner of Celestia’s hand but of her own mind.

She was lost in ecstasy she couldn’t have predicted the sharp pain that was brought onto her next. With a small flick of her wrist, the riding crop whipped onto Kyoko’s thigh. The sudden slap of the skin-on-leather contact made Kyoko jump, mostly from the pain, but also from the fact the loud noise broke her senselessness and silence. 

“O-OW! AHHH!!” Kyoko screamed. The loud noises aggravated Celestia, and she wanted to punish Kyoko for not following her rules earlier. She stood at the foot of the bed where Kyoko’s feet were, and began to whip the insides of Kyoko’s thighs to spread them out.

Whip. Whip. Whip.

“This is what you get.” Celestia muttered. “Bad girls who don’t follow the rules of their mistresses get punished.”

Whip. Whip. Whip.

“AhhhaHHHAAAHH! I’m sorry, mistress! I’m really, really sorry! You just make me feel, s-so g—good! AHHHHH!!”

Whip. Whip. Whip.

“Enough of your mindless blubbering, young lady. You better not even dare to think about cumming without Mistress’s permission.”

Whip. Whip. Whip.

“N-no, ma’am! I w-wouldn’t even dr-dream of it!”

Whip. Whip. Whip.

“Is that so? We both know how much you love it when Mistress hurts you. Kind of pathetic, don’t you think? That someone like you is able to orgasm from someone else inflicting them pain.

The whipping stopped.

“N-not anyone, m-mistress. Only y-you!”

Celestia raised an eyebrow. Now this is what she liked.

Even though the arousal burned her crotch, Kyoko couldn’t close her legs due to the immense stinging between her thighs. 

“Repeat that again, dear.”

“You’re my only mistress! I’m only loyal to you, mistress! You and no one else! O-only you can make me cum! I only belong to you!”

“Keep repeating that last phrase.” Celestia instructed.

While Kyoko kept whining out the same five word sentence over and over, Celestia brought the riding crop up to Kyoko’s nipples. She only played with them lightly since she knew how sensitive they were, but it was more than enough to get Kyoko writhing in pain again.

Tiny whipping taps landed on each of Kyoko’s nipples, one after the other. Truly, this was an experience she did not plan on having. Celestia was a bit naughty herself, in the fact that her whippings may have become a little bit harder and faster the more Kyoko repeated that one phrase.

It was too much for the stone-cold detective. The pleasurable pain coming in rapid succession from each of her sensitive nipples, and her declaration of vowing her loyalty to mistress. She knew Mistress loved her, which is why it was all over within only a few minutes.

Kyoko came.

Wet juices leaked out onto the bed sheets as Kyoko’s muscles strained tightly for a few seconds, then loosening so she hung limply in the handcuffs. At first, the cumming felt great, but it was quickly replaced by fear when she remembered she had done it without the consent of Mistress. 

She couldn’t move. Couldn’t see. All she could do was wait for Mistress’s reaction. 

Please speak to me. Kyoko thought. I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to do it!

To her surprise, she felt a tiny kiss on her cheek. Then it moved its way to her lips. Then the blindfold was raised, and Kyoko could see the gorgeous pale face of her girlfriend right in front of her.

A click from above her meant the handcuffs were undone.

“I’m so sorry for cumming without permission! It just…” But Kyoko was cut off. The gambler placed her metal finger on her girlfriend’s lips to silence her.

“It’s okay. I wanted you to cum. I just love seeing how scared you get when you think you’re not allowed to.”

Kyoko laughed. “You’re the worst,” she joked. “But it still felt really good. Thank you.”

“No, thank you.” Celestia said. “I felt even better.”

Chapter Text

“Th-this is weird…” Miu stammered. “I’ve never given it to you before. You’re almost always giving it to me!”

“Well, I think you’re a big girl now, and you should be able to do these types of things.” Kaede said. She was bent over the big table in Miu’s room, one she usually kept all her small inventions and parts on.

Behind her stood the inventor herself wearing a bright pink strap-on. Kaede decided to give Miu a little treat, and let her see how much work it was to please a girl. Normally it was Kaede railing Miu, but today it was the other way around.

“Make me proud…” Kaede cooed, and winked at the inventor behind her.

Miu stood hesitant. She was scared she wasn’t going to be good enough for Kaede. But, she was also a smart girl. She knew what Kaede did in the past to her, and thought now was finally her opportunity to get some revenge. Give Kaede a taste of her own medicine.

Let the pianist face the music.

Miu began by teasing the outside of Kaede’s slick opening by letting the tip of the strap-on graze the outside. Kaede felt a tingling sensation rise up in her body, and she raised her legs before involuntary giving one of them a light kick towards Miu.

After she thought she had Kaede’s pussy warmed up, Miu was careful methodical in only sliding the tip into Kaede’s entrance.

“Starting off slow, are we? There’s no need, Miu darling. I’m more experienced than you. I can take it.” Kaede hummed, growing slightly impatient.

Still, Miu ignored her and continued to wiggle the toy around, letting the tip play with the inside of Kaede’s vagina.

“Maybe I made a mistake letting you do this…” Kaede sighed. “Clearly, you don’t have what it takes to make a pretty girl cum...If you don’t…”

For once, Miu wasn’t having any of it. Kaede was the one beneath her. She couldn’t tell her what to do.

Miu slapped Kaede’s thick ass and watched it jiggle. This caused the pianist to gasp, not expecting this rash behavior from Miu.

“Shut up,” the inventor barked. “I’m in charge. I decide what I want to do.”

This sent a sense of fear through Kaede.

Crap, she’s right. Kaede thought. She was in a vulnerable position now, and couldn’t dominate Miu even if she tried.

“Y-yes ma’am…” Kaede mumbled shyly. A sense of pride swelled through Miu. Hell yeah. The dominant Kaede was under her spell, and Miu finally had the control.

“In that case…” Miu started, before completely backing away and removing the strap from Kaede’s entrance. Kaede gasped at the sudden loss of whatever pleasure she had, and her pussy throbbed, desperate to get anything back in it. Miu climbed off of the bed and walked towards some tall drawers that almost looked like filing cabinets near the back of her lab.

“M-MIU! Wh-what are you…?” Kaede pleaded, trying to raise herself off of the bed and look for her new master.

“Shut up!” Miu yelled. “And don’t move a muscle! Stay right where you are!”

Kaede sighed helpless and did as she was told. The horniness she was feeling was unbearable, and was hoping that whatever Miu was doing, she would hurry up.

“Jesus, are you that fuckin’ horny you can’t wait just a few goddamn minutes for me? What a whore you are! Once the power’s taken away from you, you can’t do anything but cry like a stupid little horny pig!”

Miu opened one of the metal drawers and rooted around in it. She let out an “aha!” Once she found what she was looking for. Kaede tried to crane her head to see what Miu was doing, but she had to be extremely careful in not letting Miu see her move.

Kaede could hear Miu’s footsteps walking back towards her. She also heard a small click come from around Miu’s waist.

“If you’re gonna be my little slave today,” Miu spat. “Then you’re going to play with my toys...and I fuck you with what I want!”

Miu was standing behind Kaede’s ass in the air, and she heard Miu turn something on. It sounded like a flick of a switch. Then a small humming noise.

“Wh-what are you going to do to me…?” Kaede pleaded desperately. “What is that thing?!”

“Your tiny dog brain must have forgotten that you chose to surrender your body to the best inventor in the world. Who also gets horny. My inventions will save the world, especially the world of sex! You’re about to get fucked with one of my newest inventions!” Miu cackled.

It was a vibrating dildo packing an impressive nine inches that strapped right to Miu’s strap-on. Miu decided to go with her original plan, and tease Kaede’s entrance before giving her what she wanted. She pushed the tip in every so slightly, and the vibrations played with the entrance of Kaede’s walls.

“Ahh-ahhh! It f-feels so g-good!” Kaede stammered. “I want more...I need more..!”

“You really want me to fuck you? You want me to go deeper with this thing?”

“Y-yes!” Kaede yipped. “More than anything! It feels so good...and I’m so horny...I can hardly take it…!”

“Then tell me how much you want it, slut.”

Kaede tried to push her hips back to insert the strap even further, but Miu wasn’t having any of it, and pulled the dick right out.

“I. Said. Beg.” Miu snarled through gritted teeth, and delivered a hard slap on Kaede’s ass.

“P-please, Miu! I need it…! I need your cock so bad…! I-I’m sorry for being so mean to you...I just need you to fuck me…! P-pleasepleaseplease...I need you..! I’m gonna….fuck! Oh my god….you’re so hot and smart and have such a beatitude body…! I need you to r-ravish me, and do whatever you want to me…!”

“Repeat that last part again.” Miu smirked.

“Do whatever you want to me!” Kaede screamed. “PLEASE!! Do whatever you want! Just please rail the shit out of me!! Fucking break me, daddy!”

“That’s good enough, I guess.” Miu chuckled, and thrust her hips forward slightly to insert the vibrating falice. Kaede let out a low groan and hung her head, her hands gripping hard into the sheets. Miu decided to go easy at first, and put more and more of the strap into Kaed slowly the looser she became.

“Ahhh…! Deeper...deeper!” Kaede begged.

“My, you’re so greedy.” Miu grunted. She breathed in short breaths, just now learning how much effort it was to fuck a girl. Beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.

The next few minutes consisted of swears and screaming eac other’s name, along with Kaede’s consistent whining for me.

“Deeper, Miu!”
“G-go faster, Miu! You’re so good...holy shit..!”
“Fuck me harder, Miu! Make me your bitch!”

“Shut up, whore.”
“You’re such a spoiled brat”
“I’m tired of hearing your disgusting voice whining. Maybe I won’t let you cum if you continue to complain…”
“N-no, Miu!”

The fucking went on for a good while, but the vibrations combined with Miu’s strong, seemingly expert strokes meant it was no destined to last long. Kaede was cum in no time at all.

But Miu wasn’t going to let her have that so easily.

“G-god, Miu! I’m so close..! You’re so good at this..!”

“You’re not even ready for the best part! Didn’t I tell ya that this cock is an invention of my own?”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“When I want, I can make this bad boy squirt fake jizz into ya! You’d love that, wouldn’t you? To get filled with my own cum, huh?”

“Y-yes! I want that so b-bad!! I need you to finish me, Miu! Release your load into me and make me cum! I need it so bad!”

“Not good enough…” Miu sighed..

Kaede’s eyes opened wide. Not enough? What ele could she do for Miu to make her cum?? It was already really hard for her to speak, since the pleasure and exertion had taken her breath away.

“P-please, Miu! I’ll d-do anything!”

“Then be a good girl and beg.”

Kaede groaned. There was no way of out this. She had to give it her all.

“Miu...I need to to cum in me…! I need to cum...I need to so bad...I swear I’ll behave, I’ll be a good girl...I’ll whatever you want whenever you want it from now on! I’ll be a good little bitch and let you fuck me silly all the time1 Break me down into your little bitch who craves nothing but your cock! Fill me with your fresh cum and give me your babies…! Please...make me a mommy…! Kn-knock me up and give me your seed! Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease….! I need you to cum in me and let me cum!! I’ll be your loyal puppy forever if you let me cum right now!!”

Miu laughed haughtily. Kaede was desperate to cum, she became a poet delivering a whole monologue. After seeing how broken she had made Kaede, she had no choice but to give her what she wanted.

She continued to thrust in harder and harder, making Kaede’s body melt and go numb with pleasure. When Kaede’s moans became silent, Miu knew ]she was extremely close to the edge.

With almost all nine inches deep in Kaede’s womb, Miu pressed the button, and squirted a flood of artificial jizz into her.

Kaede felt the wave of warmth, and rolled her eys back into her head as she threw her head back. Her body retaliated by cumming itself and leaking her own cum onto Miu’s strap on. A whole mess of a cocktail of fluids leaked everywhere all over the girls’ skin and pooled on the bed sheets.

Kaede lay on the bed to catch her breath. While she was still vulnerable, Miu leaned down over her.

“So, I’m gonna take you up on that offer from earlier. You’re my little bitch now, got it?” Miu said.

Kaede let out a laugh. “In your dreams, slut.”

Chapter Text

“Thanks for driving me to the swim meet, Sakura.” Hina chirped from the passenger seat.

“My pleasure.” Sakura said. “I’m very excited to watch you.”

Sakura had always made a point of trying to see her girlfriend’s swim meets whenever she could, and Hina always visited Sakura’s dojo. The pair never worked out alone, always in a pair. Hina always loved seeing Sakura’s bulging muscles protruding from her body, and was always amazed by her strength. Sakura admired Hina’s small yet toned body, and the way her tight clothes hugged all her curves.

They pulled into the parking lot of the indoor swimming pool. Hina’s school swim team always competed at the same pool with other schools, and her other teammates traveled together. But Hina much preferred to spend as much time with her girlfriend as possible, even if Sakura’s old clinker of a car wasn’t as comfortable as the luxury buses the swim team took.

Hina slung her sports bag over her shoulder that contained her swimsuit, muscle rollers, ibuprofen, candy, and any other crap she put in there and forgot about. As they walked towards the entrance, Sakura posed a question. “Do you want to go to the donut shop after this? It should still be open when the meet ends.”

Hina perked up at the idea, but responded “Only if I earn it…!”.

They made their way through the complicated halls of the athletic center until Hina finally found the locker room meant for the swim team near the pool. As she walked inside, Sakura stopped to wait outside the entrance. Hina noticed her hesitation and got confused.

“Sakura, what’s wrong? Come on.”

“Are you sure?” Sakura asked. “I don’t feel like it’s appropriate.”

“Oh, you’re so sensitive…” Hina teased. “You’re a girl, no one’s gonna care. Besides, I don’t think anyone’s even in there. I don’t hear my team yet.”

“If you insist that it is acceptable, then I will oblige.” Sakura nodded, and followed Hina into the locker room.

It was like a ghost town when they walked in. Hina wasn’t used to it being this quiet and clean.

“Huh, that’s weird.” Hina said. “I don’t think the team is here yet. They’re always here early. I don’t see anyone’s stuff.”

“I’m sure they are fine.” Sakura mentioned. “Traffic is rather unpleasant this time of day.”

“Yeah…” Hina’s voice trailed off. She wasn’t used to the locker room being completely unoccupied.

Unoccupied. They were alone.

Hina felt a tinge of excitement rise up in her stomach. She had gotten the most devilish idea.

When Hina found her designated locker, she threw her bag inside and fished around for her team swimsuit. Once she found the dark blue one-piece, she shrugged off her red sports jacket and began to lift her white tank top over her head. She noticed Sakura turn the corner and walk away out of respect for Hina’s privacy, but that was the opposite of what she wanted,

“Hey, Sakura….where are you going?” Hina asked.

“I’m letting you get dressed.”

Hina rolled her eyes. “Oh, come on. We’re both girls, it’s fine. And you’ve seen me naked so many times before. I don’t care.”

“I will be a guard in case anyone else walks in.”

“No, Sakura. I don’t think you….” Hina stopped. She was so awkward at this type of thing. How was she supposed to initiate it?

Fortunately, Sakura was a good reader of knowing what Hina wanted.

“I want you to...to….you know, um….watch…” Hina mumbled.

Sakura’s eyes widen ever so slightly, the request from Hina giving her a rush of excitement. Silently, she walked over and leaned against the other wall of lockers opposite from where Hina was. Hina slid off her white tank top, exposing her nude sports bra tightly securing her boobs against her chest.

“Like it?” Hina blushed.

“You are beautiful. I’m enamored.” Sakura smiled.

Hina beamed. Next, she grabbed the waistband of her blue athletic shorts and pulled them down along with her underwear. Her toned abs were exposed, which eventually trailed down to a bush of dark hair above her vagina.

Sakura’s heart rate sped up. Her face felt hot, and only got hotter as Hina inched her way closer. Hina wrapped her arms around Sakura’s waist and looked up in her eyes. Both girls breathed heavily feeling the passion and love surrounding them both.

“Sakura….” Hina whispered. “I need you…”

Sakrua pat Hina’s hair, then kissed the top of her head.

“Hina, my darling,” Sakura moaned. “I want you, too. I want you terribly, but what if someone walks in on us?”

“If we hurry we’ll be done before the swim team comes. And no one else in this building would go all out of the way to walk down here.” Hina laughed.

Sakura laughed along with her, and hugged her tighter.

“I need to warm up before my meet, Sakura.” Hina smirked. “Pleaseeeeeeee..? You wouldn’t want me to be sore, hmmm?” Hina cooed as she ran her fingers through Sakura’s platinum white hair.

It was a big decísion for Sakura. On one hand, she never wanted to pass up an opportunity to ravish Hina’s body, but she was also scared of being caught in the act. But when she looked down at her girlfriend and her pleading doe eyes, it was impossble for her to say no.

“Anything for you, my dear.” Sakura beamed as she lifted Hina up to her lips, and the pair began to kiss deeply. Their lips wrapped around one another, and their tongues engaged in a fierce battle with one another.

Hina gripped Sakura's face, and attempted to somehow bring them even closer together. The swimmer moaned into Sakura's mouth, which made the stone-faced martial artist blush and crack a smile.

"Sakuraaaaa…..mmmmhmm…." Hina moaned. "I need….I need more…"

"Hina, dear…" Sakura responded with a hint of concern in her voice.

"Sh-shut up….!" Hina yipped. "I need more…! I need you! Please….! I'm….I'm ready for you!!

The scent of sweat was strong in the air. Not just because of both girls on the intense heat of passion, but also the fact they were in a girl's locker room. Feminine sweat was always the best kind.

"Just...it's okay….you're okay. I know you're nervous...but just take it easy, okay?" Hina tried to calm her girlfriend down, but also get what she wanted. She knew Sakura was self-conscious about getting caught, but she knew Sakura loved her too much to leave her hanging.

"I love you, Hina darling…." Sakura chucked as she slid her fingers in between Hina's thighs, teasing her soaked entrance.

Hina gripped Sakura's workout clothes that draped her body even tighter.

"I...l-love you more…"

Their lips stayed locked as Sakura slid her rough, thick fingers into Asahina's entrance.

"Nnnnnngh...haaa!" Hina whined as she felt the big fingers massaging her sensitive, tense inner muscles.

"More! M-more…!" Hina raised her voice, and Sakura tried to speed up her pace.

Despite the fact she was the one being fucked, Hina always did most of the talking, and she was always the more dominant one, not afraid of being vocal when she wanted something.

"C-c'mon...Sakuraaaaahhh…! You're a big girl…you can do better….!" Hina grumbled, and have Sakura a cocky smirk before forcing their lips together yet again. The sex became more passionate, so the kisses became messier as the girls dribbles spit onto their clothes and skin.

Sakura grunted, trying to satisfy Hina the best she could. She tried to reach her thumb up to Hina's clit and rub it intensely to speed up Hina's orgasm.

"AHHHH…..! Sh-shit…!" Hina gasped at the surprise massage of her extremely sensitive bud.

It didn't take long - only a few more minutes of deep kissing, fingering, tonguing, as well as a fast-paced massage on her clit - for Hina to find her whole body feeling like it was made of old TV static, going numb from the pleasure and bringing her to the edge of orgasm. She was close, oh so close...and she could finish any minute.

But Sakura stopped.

"Sakura….! Hina yelled. "What the f…."

"Shhhh…" Sakura hushed. "I heard footsteps."

The pair remained in silence as Hina listened. She heard the squeak of rubber shoes against the linoleum floor getting louder, and she eventually recognized the voices of her teammates talking.

"Shit!" Hina yelled as she jumped off of Sakura's body. She scrambled around the locker room floor to pick up any of her clothes she could find to cover up her private parts. It was just in time, but she managed to pull pants over her exposed crotch, but remained in just her sports bra, which wasn't abnormal for a girl's locker room.

"Hey, Hina! You're here early. We were wondering why you weren't on the bus with us." One of her teammates chirped. The brunette one.

"AHHHH! Why is there a man in the dressing room?!" A blonde one shrieked.

"That's my girlfriend, her name's Sakura!" Hina clarified in an annoyed voice.

"We're going to warm up now, wanna come with?" A redhead asked.

Hina hesitated. Her body felt like it was one fire being so close to orgasm and getting cut off by her stupid teammates, but she also felt too worn out to join them. She wanted to save her energy for the meet.

"It's okay," Hina said. "I warmed up before you all got here."

Chapter Text

"Come here, big girl…." Sonia drawled as she lay across the king bed. She pat the mattress below where she lay, and glanced at Akane with seductive eyes. The blonde princess was wearing nothing but lacy lingerie, but she was hoping Akane would rip it off soon.

Akane smiled like an idiot and sauntered over to the bed. She climbed across the mattress to sit on her knees with Sonia’a body below her. Sonia sat up, wrapped her arms around Akane’s neck, and pulled them into a deep kiss. Akane snaked her muscular arms around Sonia’s exposed waist and moved her hands up in an attempt to unclip Sonia’s bra.

Without breaking the kiss, Sonia slid her broken bra off her arms. With one arm around Akane’s neck, she lay down slowly on the bed and pulled Akane with her so she rested on top of her. Akane raised herself to break the kiss, but then moved down Sonia’s body to slide her panties off her legs. Akane kissed the insides of Sonia’s thighs, then tried kissing her rosy vagina to start eating her out.

“Uh-uh-uh!” Sonia sang. “Not yet. Today’s not about me. Today’s a day for my favorite girl in the world.”

Akane looked up from in between Sonia’s legs and titled her side to the side, mimicking a confused puppy. Akane prided herself on how well she served her princess, but what did she mean that today wasn’t about her?

Sonia sat up. Akane moved along with her and remained kneeling on the bed. She then leaned downward to unbutton Akane’s shirt, exposing her rippled abs with a tight sports bra supporting her large chest above.

Sonia ducked downward and peppered kisses on Akane's muscular stomach.

"Such a beautiful, strong girl…" Sonia said. "My little hard worker deserves so much needed attention…"

Akane moaned at the light contact on her stomach, but her face also flushed from hearing the words coming out of Sonia's mouth.

"Th-thank you…"

"Shhhh. Don't thank me. You're a really good girl and you deserve it. And this body of yours deserves lots of love."

Akane bit her lip and threw her head back as Sonia continued her kisses. After a while, she stood up again to reach Akane's head. She started kissing the top of Akane's hair while ruffling her fingers through it.

"Such a pretty, pretty girl…." Sonia moaned.

Akane moaned in response, and buried her face in between Sonia’s breasts. Sonia got excited at Akane’s enthusiasm, and held her best friend's face in place.

That’s right. They weren’t technically girlfriends, but more like best friends with benefits. They both had lost their best male friends, and found comfort in each other. They’re friendship blossomed into something much more intimate after they realized what they loved about each other. Sonia couldn’t resist Akane’s strong, tall body as well as her loyal puppy-dog attitude. Akane appreciated the fact that Sonia had a feminine face, body, and clothing style, but also had extremely diverse interests, especially in all things dark and morbid. She was also a good cook.

Akane kissed in between Sonia’s boobs as best she could, and tried to get her mouth on the sides of Sonia’s pillowy boobs. Sonia dug her nose into Akane’s hair. She had always loved the gymnast’s constant musky, sweaty aroma.

“That’s it, my sweet girl. You’re doing so good. Do whatever you want to make yourself happy, okay? You deserve it, my sweetheart.”

Akane nodded her head with her face still sandwiched in between Sonia’s boobs. When they had sex, it was always more common for Sonia to be the one receiving, and Akane was happy to serve her princess. It felt strange for both girls to be experiencing different treatment then they were used to, but they both adapted to change well.

After she was satisfied, Akane raised her head to look Sonia in the eyes, as if to ask for her permission to be done. Sonia simply smiled and kissed Akane on her forehead.

Akane chuckled. “Ah ha, I’m sorry I’m not good at this, Sonia. I like doing whatever you wanna do.”

“Well, I believe I have some ideas.” Sonia smiled. She grabbed a tuft of Akane’s hair and twirled it around on her finger. “Lay down on the mattress. Put your head on the pillow. Just rest and relax. I’ll do all the work. I want you to enjoy this.”

Akane shrugged, but nodded her head slightly. She was filled with a sense of wonder and excitement. What was Sonia planning on doing with her? The darker skinned girl did as she was told and scampered past Sonia’s body to rest on the bed. Sonia crawled shortly after her and settled herself in between Akane’s legs.

“Are you comfortable?” Sonia asked. She placed her hands on Akane’s thighs, and rubbed them up and down to massage the gymnasts legs.

“Ahhhh, yeah…” Akane moaned breathily. She raised her hands and crossed them behind her head. The way her arms were raised exposed her bulging abs, and made her big muscular arms really accentuate themselves.

And she was all under Sonia. God, it was just too hot for the princess to handle.

Sonia continued rubbing up and down Akane’s legs while talking to her.
“My baby girl works so hard, doesn’t she? Look at this wonderful, flawless body of yours. I bet you worked really hard for this amazing body, right? Just so you could impress pretty girls?”

“Y-yes ma’am..” Akane grunted. She jerked her legs slightly, the feeling of deep massaging into her thick muscles made her involuntary convulse in pleasure.

After she was done with the legs, Sonia straddled herself on Akane’s left thigh. Her already slick vagina planted against the skin of Akane’s rigid thigh, making the skin slightly damp. Her arms moved up and down Akane’s sides, curving out around her hips, in at her waist, then cupping her breasts and thumbing at her nipples.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” Sonia cooed. “You’re doing such a good job!”

“Ahhh..it feels amazin’, Sonia! I want more!” A toothy grin stretched across Akane’s face.

“Awww, look at that happy smile!” Sonia chirped, leaning down to pinch Akane’s cheeks. "I love seeing you smile. You’ve always been such a grateful girl.”

"My strong baby is handling this so well! What a little champ you are…" Sonia rocked back and forth faster on Akane’s thighs while admiring her muscles.
“S-so beautiful! My best friend is so beautiful..!” Sonia raised her voice.

“B-best friend?” Akane stammered. She removed her hands from behind her head, and went to grab Sonia’s ass.

“O-of course, my angel!” Sonia’s breath hitched. “A baby as sweet as you deserves all the love in the world.”

“L-love…” Akane repeated.

“That’s right, my smart girl! I love you so much! I want my big, strong baby girl to always be happy…!” Sonia grunted as she tried to rock faster on Akane’s thigh. It wasn’t going to be a groundbreaking orgasm, but enough to get her rocks off while watching the half-clothed muscular gymnast flash her teeth at her.

“Mmmmhhhmmmm...Akane! Your legs feel so good! You’re my best friend! You’re my best friend! My pretty, pretty girl!

“Ahhh...Sonia…! Go...f-fuck...faster!”

“You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Just wait for your mommy to cum, okay? You’d love that wouldn’t you? For mommy to cover your beautiful body in her cum to show you how wonderful you are?”

“O-of course, ma’am!” Akane stuttered. She pulled Sonia faster on her own thighs, trying to get her to rock even faster and push her deeper into the thigh muscle.

“Come here, sit up.” Sonia instructed. She had forgotten her rule from earlier about making Akane relax, because now she wanted them to experience love together.

“Let me give your cute head a scratch while I’m finishing, okay?”

“Yes, of course!” Akane pleaded. She held Sonia close as the princess felt waves of release travel from her crotch upwards, some even draining downwards to her feet. Her hands ran through Akane's hair, scratching her scalp like the good puppy she was.

Akane felt a large puddle form on her skin.
“Didja finish? I think I felt ya. I wasn’t expectin’ that much!” Akane said, slightly pushing Sonia away from her original mount to reveal the small puddle of vaginal secretion standing out on Akane’s dark-toned leg.

“I just can’t help myself!” Sonia breathed. “When I’m with a girl as well-behaved and loyal as you, it’s impossible not to get ravenous over your goddess-like body.”

“Awww, you don’t really mean that, do ya?” Akane blushed.

Sonia cupped Akane’s face in her hand. “I would never lie to my beautiful girl, would I?”

“No, ma’am.” Akane grinned.

Sonia smiled back and came in for another kiss on Akane’s other cheek.

“That’s my good girl.”

Chapter Text

“Thank you again for helping me sew this skirt back together, Kirumi. I don’t know what I would do without you!” Tsumugi exclaimed to the maid who had agreed to mend a tear in her newest cosplay.

“Your happiness is my happiness.” Kirumi responded simply. “After all the physical tasks I do each day like cooking and cleaning, it is quite refreshing to devote my time to a more relaxed activity. I should actually thank you.”

Tsumugi smiled. She stood awkwardly watching Kirumi work with a needle and thread. It was a relatively large tear, but Kirumi was done with it extremely quickly. She didn’t even rush either, since the skirt practically looked as good as new.

“Wow, thank you so much!” Tsumugi exclaimed. “I hope I can think of some way to repay you.”

“There is no need.” Kirumi insisted. “Your satisfaction is reward enough. Now, is there anything else you need me to do?” The maid stood up and held her hand in front of her after brushing off her skirt.

“I mean….” Tsumugi hesitated. “Are you busy? Like, do you have anything else to do for a while?”

“I was planning on making dinner tonight, but that won’t be for a few hours. Thus, I have plenty of time for whatever you need me to do.”

Tsumugi perked up. “Perfect! Okay, so, your proportions are quite similar to mine, and I need someone to try on my newest costume I made to see if it would look good on me.”

What is she talking about? Our bodies are very dissimilar. Kirumi thought. But there was no way she could say no to such a fun request. So, she affirmed to Tsumugi that “I would love to.”

Tsumugi squealed and clapped her hands together. “Perfect! Wait right there, and then you can change behind that byobu, that folding changing wall.”

Kirumi stood in place and waited for Tsumugi to return. When she did come back, Kirumi questioned what she was holding. There was practically nothing there. There were a few tufts of artificial fur and leather to hold the fabrics against a body. Whatever this costume was, it certainly was not going to cover her whole body. Nevertheless, she decided to remain polite.

“What is this costume?” Kirumi inquired.

“It’s for an original character I created. I’ve created a new fantasy world, and this character happens to be a female hunter.”

“Very interesting. Well, I shall try it on for you right now. I will be back momentarily.”

Tsumugi waited in anxious anticipation for Kirumi to emerge from behind the byobu. When she finally heard light, bare footsteps against the hard floor, she knew Kirumi must have been in the full costume.

Tsumugi had faced away from Kirumi. Before she turned around, she asked “How does it feel?”

“It fits alright, but it shows a lot of skin. I’m rather cold.”

Tsumugi turned around to see her work on the porcelain maid’s gorgeous body. Kirumi may have been cold, but Tsumugi felt the heat rising up through her when she saw Kirumi’s sexy body draped in that of a medieval warrior. A short, brown fur skirt covered Kirumi’s waist and they were almost met by extremely tall leather boots. Her stomach was exposed, but then a bra resembling chainmail armor covered Kirumi’s breasts. Two brass arm guards rested on Kirumi’s forearms, and she held a prop crossbow in her right hand.

Tsumugi's eyes popped out of her head, and they might as well have shattered her glasses.

“Wow!! You look amazing, Kirumi! I almost don’t want to try it on myself, since I know I won't look as good as you.”

“Is there any particular reason why I must wear this? Do you need to make any adjustments?”

“N-no…Just wait there. There is something I wanna do with you.”

Holy shit. Was this actually working?

Tsumugi ducked behind the byobu and found a costume she had hid away before the execution of her master plan. Her costume was a little more complicated than Kirumi’s, so it took her longer to get dressed. When she finally emerger though, she adorned a light and flowy, long white dress with an emerald green top. She had ribbons in her hair and a ring of flowers to make her look like a woodland princess.

“That looks wonderful on you,” Kirumi said. “Would you like me to try that one on as well?”

“N-no, it’s fine…” Tsumugi hesitated. “There’s just...something I want you to do for me. You don’t hafta do it, but I mean…”

“Please tell me what it is.” Kirumi insisted. “I shall do whatever you request.”

“I, um….sorry. It’s kinda weird…”

Kirumi still waited in silence.

“I want you to….pretend like you’ve just rescued me...Like a princess.”

Kirumi cocked an eyebrow and microscopically tilted her head to the side.

Tsumugi sensed her confusion. “If it’s too weird, then you don’t need to..! I just…”

“No, no. It’s quite alright.” Kirumi cut her off. “I would love to. I would just get self conscious. I am not that great of an actress.”

“That’s the thing about pretending and roleplay!” Tsumugi said excitedly. “Many people hesitate at first, but once you get used to it, it’s practically natural.”

“I will take your word for it,” grinned Kirumi. “My lady…”

Tsumugi smiled from ear to ear, and jumped up in Kirumi’s arms, feeling the metallic chil of the bronze armguards holding her up.

“Kirumi…” Tsumugi drawled, her voice silently changing, indicating she was stepping into character. “You traveled all this way just to rescue me? It’s dangerous! You could have gotten yourself killed.”

“I had to, my lady.” Kirumi’s voice chained slightly too, trying to get into her role. “It is evil to keep you trapped away like a slave in a tower the rest of your life. I shall take you with me to my haven in the forest, and we can live a life of serenity together.

With the princess still cradled in her arms, Kirumi carried her over to Tsumugi’s bed to lay her down. “I hope you are comfortable, princess. You deserve it after our long travels.”

“Well, come here and lay next to me.” Tsumugi said, “You did all the work, you have carried me all this way through the dangerous wood.”

Kirumi stood above Tsumugi as she lay on the bed. “It was the least I could do for a girl I love as much as you.”

Both girls widen their eyes. It was obvious Kirumi didn’t mean lol lololol p to actually say that. Luckily, Tsumugi was prepared. She recovered from the awkward conversation easily.

“Kirumi…I have seen you in the woods surrounding my tower, hunting robbers and ogres. I have always been jealous of your freedom, your grace. I would sacrifice anything to roam free in the wilderness with you.”

"Well, now you are free to roam the lands with me for the rest of your days. Your suffering is over, my princess. You must be in need of...comfort...after your imprisonment in that wretched tower."

Tsumugi noticed that Kirumi emphasized the word "comfort". She looked up from laying on the bed and gave Kirumi a seductive glare.

"My, that sounds wonderful…" Tsumugi grinned. "Whatever do you have in mind?"

"I suppose it would be best to show you," Kirumi said as she lowered herself down onto the bed next to her princess. As they both lay down on the bed next to each other, staring at each other's eyes lustfully, Kirumi made the first move of grabbing Tsumugi's face and pulling her in for a kiss. As she grabbed her face, Tsumugi wrapped her arms around Kirumi's waist. The kissing was deep and passionate, and Kirumi again instigated twirling her tongue around in Tsumugi's mouth.

It was almost too hot for the princess to handle. She clamped her legs around her burning crotch, but Kirumi was quick to put a stop to it. She trailed her hands down Tsumugi's waist, and forced her hand in between her princess's legs. The coldness of her metal arm guards stung Tsumugi's sensitive skin.

They remained in deep liplock as Kirumi slid her fingers up towards the hem of Tsumugi's undergarments, and quickly began to play with the outside of her pussy, gently using her thumb her clit.

Tsumugi gasped, and moaned lightly into Kirumi's mouth.

"My dearest Kirumi….I want you so bad I cannot bear it, but what if someone were to walk in on us? My reputation as a princess would be destroyed if I was caught in bed with a woodland warrior like you…."

"Shhhh, my beauty. Do not speak of such things. We are together and alone now. The outside world is of no importance to us. Please, let us enjoy this."

Tsumugi nodded, and Kirumi took this as a sign to move her fingers faster. Her thumb sped up so it rapidly vibrated against her clit, and her fingers were inserted into Tsumugi's vagina.

Kirumi cupped her hands inside her and did an odd scooping motion with her fingers. Whatever it was worked, because Tsumugi was practically shivering from pleasure. She gripped Kirumi tighter as the warrior sped her fingering.

"My dear...Ahhh! It feels so strange….Almost too good…!" Tsumugi whimpered. "A princess must not feel such sinful ideas! And not make a mess on her…"

"Your majesty, forgive me, but you talk too much. Let us enjoy this moment together. You can finish whenever you feel like it, okay?"

Tsumugi nodded and rested her head on the pillow and in between Tsumugi's shoulders. She felt herself getting numb, and this only made her confide in Kirumi's comfort even more.

"K-Kirumi….!" were the final words spoken for a while, since Tsumugi felt herself tense, then relaxed into Kirumi's grasp as her warrior had given her the most pleasure and comfort she had ever experienced. They stayed in a warm, wholesome embrace for a while before Tsumugi broke the silence.

"You know," she said. "You look great in that costume. You should keep it. It wouldn't look as good on me anyway."

"I will have to admit, it's rather comfortable." Kirumi mentioned. "I think I might wear it more often."

Chapter Text

Kyoko raised her hands above her head and crossed them over like Celestia told her too. She felt the leather go tight, meaning she was completely out of control. She was held in a standing position, with a long strip of binding leather tethering her hands tied to a fixed horizontal pole on the wall. They had a whole extra room in their house meant to be for guests, but that had repurposed it to fulfill their wilder scenes.

"I do hope you choose to behave yourself this time, because I would hate to silence your whore mouth if you scream too much."

"I'll behave, mistress, I swear. I will only speak when you permit me, mistress."

"That's a good little girl," Celestia smiled as she patted Kyoko on the cheek. "Now for your legs. Spread them apart so I can get them into the restraints."

Kyoko did as she was told, and Celestia bent down to buckle the wall-attached cuffs to her little slave's feet. Kyoko was now completely motionless, bound to the wall and almost completely immobile in her limbs.

"I pray you'll be a good little slut during your treatment today, yes?"

"Of course, mistress."

"Very well then. Now we shall begin." Celestia smirked as she sauntered towards a rack of unique little playthings. There were so many options, but Celestia settled on a short stick with a bundle of slightly longer leather tails on the end, as well as a hot pink plug.

The gambler seductress walked back to Kyoko bound to the wall, and inserted the plug into Kyoko’s slick vagina with ease. She then clicked a button, and the plug began vibrating inside her. Kyoko trembled, but tried to keep her cool.

Celestia then traced the tails of the whip ever so lightly up and down Kyoko's breast and torso. Kyoko shivered feeling the gently harsh touch of the collection of leather tails tickling her exposed skin.

Out of nowhere, Celestia took it upon herself to give Kyoko a good lash from the tailwhip.

“Ahhh..!” Kyoko yelled from the sudden sharp pain. She pulled on the restraints holding her above her head. Unlike last time, she wasn’t blindfolded, but Celestia decided she didn’t need to be. For now, at least.

Already, a light painful hue of red began to arise on the spot where Kyoko’s belly was struck. It hurt like hell, but that didn’t mean she could forget her manners.

“Th-thank you, mistress.” The detective drawled.

“Hmmm, you are a very well behaved girl for thanking your mistress, but what did I say to speak without permission?” Another lash went to the inside of Kyoko’s left thigh.

Kyoko tried to close her legs as a natural reflex to the pain, but they were too spread out and clasped too tightly for the wall for them to barely move an inch. Due to this, all she could do was writhe in pain and hoped the stinging on her thigh calmed down quickly.

Without even thinking, Kyoko immediately blurted out “I’m sorry, mistress!”

When she realized what she’d done, she shut her lips tightly. All she wanted to do was make herself smaller out of shame, but that was rather hard to do with her limbs having her sprawled out like a starfish.

Celestia widened her eyes at her pet’s blatant disobedience. She walked dangerously close to Kyoko, and gripped her pet’s chin in her hands.

“I knew you were also dumb and horny, but not that fucking stupid.” Celestia spat.

Kyoko nodded, to at least give Mistress some type of affirmation.

“Well, since you are completely unable to keep that whore mouth of yours shut, I guess I have no choice but to mute you myself.” Celestia said as she made her way back over to her rack of toys. Kyoko knew exactly what she was going for.

The ball gag. Celetisa was desperate herself to see Kyoko squirm and whine, so she made the whole process efficient. The gag clipped in the back, and a black ball was put in Kyoko’s mouth.

“There. You look so much prettier that way.” Celestia said as she kissed Kyoko’s cheek.

“Now,” and with a surprise movement, Celestia landed another whip in Kyoko’s other thigh. “Shall we continue?”

Kyoko nodded furiously as she whined into the gag muffling her sound.

“How are you feeling, darling? Nod your head for green, shake it for yellow or red.”

Kyoko nodded faster again while hanging her head.

“Perfect. You’re doing so well already.” Celestia praised.

What continued next was a barrage of violent hits to Kyoko’s midsection and thighs. Celestia’s favorite spot to hit her was the inside of her thighs, since it was the most sensitive area and made Kyoko squirm the most. When the lashed became more frequent, they also became more painful, making Kyoko pull harder and harder on the arm and leg restraints.

With every rush of pain and excitement coming from every whip of the tails, combined with the vibrations in her tight cunt, Kyoko felt the pleasure gradually rise up in her, and sooner or later, it would completely boil over.

“You’d better be taking notes, detective! This is how you make a bitch cum!” Celestia yelled, giving two quick whips in a row across the belly.

Kyoko threw her head back. “Mmmmmmpphhhhh!” She moaned through the gag. The pain from the lashings had become so severe, and the pleasure was almost unbearable, thick hot tears streamed down Kyoko’s face.

“Are you close, pet?” Celestia smiled. Kyoko nodded furiously again, but hung her head immediately, feeling herself going numb. Celestia slung the tailwhip over her shoulder in pride.

“I believe you have deserved it,” Celestia chirped. “You’ve handled it really well. I must have given you over thirty-something lashes! Have you been keeping count?”

Kyoko shook her head.

This deserved another whip, right into Kyoko’s side. “MMMMPHHHPMMMPHHH!” Kyoko cried into the gag.

Celestia let out a loud, fake sigh. “Figures. Guess you were so damn horny you couldn’t be bothered to do a simple task, isn’t that right?”

Nod.

“Good girl. Mistress is going to give you a few more hits until you cum, alright? Just let it all out whenever you feel ready.

Kyoko opened her eyes wide. Mistress was being so nice to her, so she shook her head vigorously as a way of saying thank you.

Celestia did as she said she would, and continued to give lighter whips into Kyoko’s sides, causing the slave to rock back and forth in her restraints.

Celestia was good at sensing when her girlfriend/submissive was close to orgasm, and knew it was almost over when Kyoko clenched her wrists together immenly tight above the cuffs of the hand restraints, and her moans became louder and more staggered.

“That’s it, good girl. Let it all out.”

With that instruction, she couldn’t resist. Kyoko relaxed and let it all come over her. A huge sense of relief and pleasure clouded her head as she threw it back and bit down harshly on the gag. Her fingers and toes curled inwards as much as they could, before Kyoko involuntarily forced them open at the apex of her orgasm.

Finally, her muscles relaxed, and her hands and feet hung loosely in the restraints. Celestia wasted no time getting her girlfriend more comfortable, and unclipped the ball gag, taking it off. Kyoko opened her mouth, and moved her jaw around. Then, she turned off the vibrating plug and slid it out.

Then, Celestia undid the arm cuffs, then the legs. Kyoko sunk to the floor, her muscles unable to hold her up after being completely spent. Celestia crouched down to the flood to comfort her girlfriend. She exited the dungeon room, and picked up a blanket she kept outside. She wrapped Kyoko in the blanket, gave her a kiss on her head, and cuddled her.

“How are you feeling?” Celestia asked.

“I’m doing alright…” Kyoko answered. “That was rather nice, thank you.”

“I’m glad.” Celestia smiled. “Can you stand? Are you ready to walk?”

“I believe so…” Kyoko said as she began to prop herself up. With her naked body wrapped in a blanket, Kyoko was led out the dungeon room by her girlfriend.

“Since you’re already properly dressed for it, would you like me to draw you a warm bath?” Celestia invited.

Kyoko nodded. “I’d enjoy that a lot.”

She paused for a while. “I love you, Celestia.”

Celestia grinned. “I know.”

Chapter Text

Maki’s first fatal mistake was leaving her door slightly ajar.

“Yo, Maki! Lemme see that crossbow of yours!” Miu said as she barged in. “I heard you had a cool crossbow in here! I wanna see it, and see if I could toy around with it and…”

“Miu!” Maki barked. “Get out of my room!”

“Excuse me?!” Miu screamed, acting quite offended. “I’m Miu fuckin’ Iruma! You don’t tell me what the fuck to do! Show me where that damn crossbow of yours is. You’re really gonna say no to the gorgeous girl invented.

Maki rolled her eyes. “God, Kaede was right. You really do act like a bitch for no reason.”

Miu snarled at that prompt. Who did Maki think she was, and how could she think she had the right to talk to her like that?

“The fuck did you just say to me, you flat-chested yeast infection??”

Maki stood up from where she was seated, and turned around. From where she was, she happened to be on the opposite side of the room from Miu, making her walk over all the more dramatic. The closer the assassin got to her, the more Miu got a little scared.

“Okay, okay...I’m sorry for askin’ about the crossbow, I’ll just…”

“No.” Maki barked flatly. The simple word hit Miu with a truck of fear. Maki stepped on something on the floor, and a booby trapped she rigged for...special occasions… closed the door behind Miu, causing her to jump.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

Miu was starting to panic. “L-listen! I was just kidding! I didn’t mean to be mean…! I mean, Kaede said…”

“Enough of your mindless blabbering.” Maki spat. “Now that you’re here, I sort of want to share a toy of my own with you. It’s not the crossbow, but it’s just as interesting. Some even think it is capable of doing more damage.

Miu could feel her legs turn into jelly, and they shook as they stood in place. Maki wasn’t gonna kill her, was she?

“You seem nervous.” Maki noted. “Odd. You seemed very confident coming into my private room with such a brash attitude. Don’t worry. Sometimes, brats like you just need to be humbled. Sometimes, girls will have better toys than you.”

Miu tried standing up to herself as best as she could, but she knew that once somebody stood up to her, it was pointless.

“M-my inventions...aren’t t-toys…”

“Oh, come on! You seemed so desperate to see my stuff earlier, and you got me all excited.” Maki said with a stone-cold expression. “Just wait on the bed for me to get it. Oh, and you’ll have to take all your clothes off.”

“W-WHAT?!” Miu screamed. “The hell you gonna do to me, you pervert?! Don’t think I’m gonna strip so easily for you! I don’t do it for just any slut offa the street, ya know!”

“I’m not asking.” Maki looked down, then gave Miu an icy glare in her eyes.

“I’m instructing. Don’t worry. I will take off my clothes, too. That’s part of the game.”

Miu hesitated and pursed her lips. After a few seconds of thought, she caved.

“Ugh, fine! But it’s just because we’re both girls, right? So it won’t be as weird?”

“Sure.” Maki said. “Now go wait for me on the bed.”

Miu nodded, and Maki ducked away behind some secret corner of her room. While she waited, Miu stripped herself completely naked, tossing all her clothes beside her on the floor.

“I’m ready! Hurry up!” Miu barked.

“I’m almost ready too.” Maki responded. “Actually, I want you to turn around. Face away from me.”

“W-why?!”
“Just do it.”
“Ugh. Fine.”

Miu did as she was told and faced towards the headboard of Maki’s bed. When she heard footsteps coming closer behind her, Miu tried to turn around to catch a glimpse of Maki.

“Hey! Keep facing forward.” Maki growled.

“Jesus, no need to be such a bitch.”

“Now, on your hands and knees.”

“What the fuck?”

“Listen, it’s a surprise. You wanna see my toy, right? Then I need you to follow my instructions.”

Miu felt the weight of the mattress shift as Maki climbed on top of it herself.

“Listen, if you’re gonna fuck me, just know I don’t do this for everyone. I’m only doing this because you’re…”

“Shut up.” Maki cut her off. Right at her verbal domination, she thrust the dick of the strap-on she was wearing right into Miu’s tight cunt. A good eight inches of tan silicone creeped its way inside.

“OOO-OOWWW!” Miu screamed. “Get offa me, bitch! I sweat to God I’ll..”

“You’ll what, Miu?” Maki cocked her head as she gave the inventor a light slap on her rear. “From where I am, you appear very powerless. I’m afraid there’s not much you can do.”

“I...I can...I’ll…” Miu tried to fight, but this just made Maki retaliate back harder. Miu had forgotten how strong Maki was, being a trained assassin and all.

Miu let out a loud, painful groan while lowering her head into the mattress, but Maki wasn’t going to have any of that. She reached down across Miu’s back, grabbed a fistful of her strawberry blonde hair, and yanked her head upwards.

“OOoooWWWW! The fuck is wrong with you…?” Maki tugged harder, making Miu’s head fly back. Her back bowed downward. Maki landed another hard smack on Miu’s ass, and watched it jiggle despite tight clenching.

It was amazing how Maki could rail her so hard without using her hands. One hand continued to yank Miu's hair and keep her head up until she could hold all her locks in one fist, and the other hand gave violent slaps onto Miu’s butt.

“You bad, bad girl. What a little attention whore you are.” Slap. Slap.

“Ahhh! I’m sorry, M-Maki, I’m sorry! Please just...be g-gentle…”

“Now you’re begging me to be easy on you? How pathetic can you be?!” Slap. Slap. Slap. Maki laughed. In fact, she did the exact opposite of what Miu had asked her to, and went faster and deeper, determined to get all eight inches buried inside her bitch.

“Ahhh…! C-cumming…!” Was all that Miu could spit out. “I’m gonna..f-fuck!”

“Don’t come in my room again, you bitch! You understand? I’m gonna need you to repeat after me as you’re cumming.”

Slap. Slap. Slap.

“Wh-what?!”

“Say ‘I’m a worthless attention whore.’ Keep on saying it, over and over, until I tell you to stop. Maybe that will drill it into your stupid little dog brain who you are.”

Really hard slap. Really hard slap.

“I-I’m a….”

“Spit it out!” Slap. Slap. Slap.

“I’m a worthless attention whore! I’m a worthless attention whore! Imma...fuck..!”

The more she screamed, the closer she got to orgasm. After a few more yanks on her scalp, some hard hits on her already sensitive ass-cheeks, and Maki practically impregnating her, Miu felt her neck roll backwards as she tried her best to continue saying what Maki had instructed her.
“Imaworthlessattentionwhore...Imaworthlessattentionwhore...Ima…”

“You’re fine. Just relax. Stop being so dramatic.” Maki said plainly as she nonchalantly pulled the strap out out Miu, and let go of her hair. Miu took this as a sign that she was allowed to relax, so she flopped down on the mattress.

“Now get the fuck out of here and don’t even think about coming back in. Understand?”

Miu nodded. Maki gave a nod of affirmation herself, then walked away.

After she seemed to catch most of her breath, Miu absentmindedly climbed off the bed and walked out of Maki’s room, shutting the door behind her.

The air felt cold for some reason. Her nipples stood up on end.

Miu looked down. She finally came to, and panic began to wake her up as it filled every nerve in her body.

Shit.

Her clothes were still on the floor.

What else could she do?

Very lightly, Miu rapped on the shut bedroom door.

“Hey, Maki? Can I come in?”

Chapter Text

She was so happy, so excited. All that was missing was a tail to show it.

Akane was on her knees on the ground, her hands placed in front of her. All she wore was black boxer shorts and a sports bra of the same color. It was of her special days with Sonia, so she tried to sit patiently and wait for her master, but she was far too excited.

She heard the faint jingling of a little bell. Her heart raced even faster as she heard the bell’s noise become louder. Then Sonia emerged.

The princess had a bright right collar, and attached to it was the jingle bell. Akane perked her head up, and shifted her hands forward so she was supported by them as well as her knees. She smiled and laughed.

“What a good girl you are, waiting so patiently, even when you’re so excited…” Sonia praised as she cupped her hand behind Akane's ear and scratched the side of her head. Akane tilted her head and rested into Sonia’s grasp.

“Now, sit up and stay still.” Sonia instructed, and Akane was back to sitting on her knees with her hands in front of her.

“Now, we know the rules, right? Puppies can’t talk unles I say so.” Akane nodded, in which Sonia gave a slight nod and smile in response. With that, Sonia reached both her hands behind the back of Akane’s neck and clasped the collar in place. When she moved away, Akane shook her head to hear the bell jingle.

“Stop it, you’re going to get yourself all excited.” Sonia chuckled. “Now follow me.”

They were in Sonia’s cabin, which was just one small room, but Akane still trailed close behind her as Sonia propped herself up on the bed. Akane jumped up too, and tried to snuggle next to her princess, but she wasn’t going to allow it.

“Uh-uh, nope. Puppies aren’t allowed on the furniture. Get down.” Sonia commanded, pointing towards the floor. Akane whimpered, and she tried to rest her head on Sonia’s shoulders.

“Stop it. Bad girl.” Sonia spat, pushing Akane off of her. “You need to start behaving yourself if you’re going to be around me. I can’t believe that such a refined and extravagantly wealthy princess like me would end up with a mangy, low-life tramp of a mutt like you.”

Akane whimpered and lowered her head, staring up at Sonia with sad eyes. Sonia could practically see puppy ears on top of Akane’s head drooping downwards.

She sighed. She pet the side of Akane’s head again. “You know I could never stay mad at that face. Just get off the bed for me, okay? You don’t want to be a bad puppy, don’t you?”

Akane huffed, and climbed off of the bed so she was sitting right in front of her master’s legs that dangled over the side of the mattress. Sonis crossed one leg over the other.

“Well, puppy, you’re clearly upset about something. No doggy should have that sort of attitude towards their mommy. Something’s wrong with you, isn’t that right? What can mommy do to help you?”

Akane’s ears perked up again. She sat up on her knees, and drooped her hands like puppy paws, and began to pant.

“What is it, puppy?” Sonia spoke in a caring, squishy voice. “Do you wanna go for a walk?” She didn’t even wait for Akane’s answer, before reaching for the least behind her that she had set on the bed prior to the session.

“I know you’re such an energetic puppy, and you need some exercise today.” Sonia said and she leaned down one end of the leash in each hand, and clasped the metal end of the leash into a small hoop on Akane’s collar.

Akane tilted her side to the side, mimicking the confused puppy she was pretending to be.

“What’s wrong? You love going for walks, don’t you? Come on, stop being such a brat. Let’s go.” Sonia leapt off the bed and headed for the door, but Akane stayed in her spot and pulled on the leash.

“B-bark! Bark! Bark!” Akane growled from where she was, holding her position and tugging in one direction while Sonia pulled in the other.

“My, what is wrong with you? Why are you so angry today, you bad girl?”

“Grrrrr….RUFF!” Akane yipped, continuing to yank the leash in her position. Even in her compromised position, Akane’s muscles were much stronger than Sonia’s frail, stereotypically feminine body.

“What more could you possibly want that you have to make this much of a scene?!” Sonia’s voice got louder, and she had one last strong yank on the leash, causing Akane to lurch forward.

She was so tempted to speak words to communicate what she wanted, but she knew she would be in deep trouble if she did. Instead, Akane hoped to communicate by gesturing her head towards the bed.

“Sweetheart, you know what I said before. I said you’re not allowed….”

Akane let out a loud yip to cut her off. She finally walked over to Sonia on all fours and leapt up, throwing her arms around Sonia’s waist, and then pointing her head towards the bed, and she made a slight attempt to try and lead Sonia to the bed.

“Oh. Oh….” Sonia finally realized what was bothering her doggy so much before.

“I see...You were acting so hostile earlier merely because you’re extremely pent up, isn’t that right puppy?”

Akane nodded her head furiously and crouched back down to the floor, turning towards the bed yet again and trying to lead Sonia over.

“Ok, ok. I understand, puppy. Just stay on the floor and relax and mommy will try her best to treat you, okay?”

Akane nodded again, sitting at the foot of the bed as Sonia climbed on top, still holding her end of the leash. Then she crawled to the end of the mattress, and let her long thin legs dangle over.

Sonia sighed. “You’re lucky I love you. Now, will this make you a happy puppy?”

Akane bobbed her head up and down violently, and wrapped her arms around Sonia’s right leg.

“My, you can barely contain yourself. Where are your manners? Well, I guess it’s what I should expect from a dirty, smelly dog like you. Always horny.”

Akane rested her head on Sonia’s knee, and waited patiently for permission from Sonia. Her entire body lit up when she heard the princess mutter, “You may start.”

Akane’s crotch was practically burning from the anticipation and waiting, so she wasted no time placing it onto Sonia’s bare leg. The strong girl already had plenty of stamina, so she was rocking up and down Sonia’s leg, thrusting her pelvis, as a way of massaging her horny parts as best she could.

Akane started panting as she humped Sonia’s leg up and down. As she went faster, sweat began to accumulate on her forehead like raindrops, and drool rolled off her tongue like the hungry doggy she was. She grasped Sonia’s leg tighter in an effort to help her move faster.

“My, my. When I rescued you sorry excuse for a puppy, I didn’t realize you’d be this horny. Now, come on. You were so desperate before. You can go faster than that.” Sonia said, and with leash still in hand, gave Akane’s neck a good yank. Akane yipped again at the sudden force, but continued to go faster anyway, sticking her tongue out and repeating “ruff”s and “woof”s the more she worked, and got closer to a sense of relief.

Sonia was mad at her puppy for acting like such a brat before, but she couldn’t help but continue to fall in love with the girl below her, so violently desperate for any sort of pleasure. As Akane thrusted her crotch , dry humping the leg of a princess, pleading for love, Sonia smiled, and reached down her free hand to pet the top of Akane’s hair.

“Good girl, good girl. You just keep going, and don’t stop until you’re satisfied, okay? I wanna see that little body of yours shaking.”

Akane barked again as a sign of understanding, and looked up at Sonia in the eyes as she felt herself get closer to relief. The horny tension built up inside of her was about to explode, and she wanted to make sure Sonia saw it happen.

She could feel herself just close to coming over the edge. When she had almost reached the apex, Akane tilted her head up straight to the heavens and started howling. “ARRRROOOOO!!”

After a few more harsh thrusts and trembling, Akane let go of Sonia’s leg completely and let herself sink to the floor. Sonia bent down to unclip the leash, and join her best friend down on the floor.

“How are you feeling, my dear? You did wonderful! That must have felt so good, right?” Akane nodded, forcing herself upwards to give Sonia a lick on the cheek.

Sonia hugged her tightly as the two sat on the floor.

“You look famished.” Sonia said after a little while of silence. “Want me to go get something to eat?”

Drool dripped out of Akane’s jaws as she nodded furiously. Sonia raised an eyebrow and laughed.

“You know you can drop the puppy thing now. I thought that scene was over.”

Akane answered. “Wait, when did we stop? I wasn’t pretendin’.”

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“Come on, Tenko! It’ll be fun! What other girl is as lucky as you to be able to watch such a thing?” Kaede swooned.

Tenko stood silently and awkwardly. Maki and Kaede had entered her lab to ask her a rather obscure question. Both girls in the pair wanted someone to watch them, but who could possibly be worthy of it? Why, the friendliest, sexiest girl with the biggest cock in the entire school.

“Y-you, you need me to...what?”

“Well, Maki and I are in the mood for a little, you know, fun together tonight, and we were wondering if you’d want to come and see us.”

Tenko was confused. “Uhh…”

“If you don’t want to, that’s fine…” Maki added.

“No no! I do! I really do! But won’t it be like, weird? Just to have me there?”

“But we want you to watch us, cutie! That’s the fun of it all. You get a free show and we have all the fun and do all the work.” Kaede said.

“I mean...sure. I’d love to. But why are you asking me out of all people?”

“Stop thinking too much! It’s because you're our favorite little girl, Tenko! And you deserved to be treated to a show like that more than anyone else I know. Pleeeeeeaaaaasssseeeee?” Kaede pouted, looking at Tenko with puppy-dog eyes.

“I mean, yeah, sure. I guess, yeah, I’d love to. Yes, I’ll be there. I’d love to have some fun with you pretty girls.” Tenko tripped over her words.

“Yay!” Kaede squealed, and wrapped Tenko in a big, squishy hug.

“Be in my room at 7 tonight, okay?” Maki asked.

“I’ll be there.” Tenko smiled. She started to get a little excited at Maki and Kaede’s odd request, and was honored they chose her. Kaede and Maki bid her farewell, and exited her lab, beginning to prepare for the night ahead. In all honesty, it was not about them. It was about Tenko, and giving her the best experience possible.

The day came and went, and right before 7 pm rolled around, Tenko made her way to Maki’s room, arriving a prompt five minutes early. She rapped on the door, to which she heard a sing-songy voice from within go “Come in!”

Tenko opened the door and sauntered in. Make and Kaede were wrapped in thin, short kimonos, standing in front of each other and turned their heads to the door as Tenko walked through the entrance.

“Good to see you, Tenky! I’m glad you came.” Kaede waved at Tenko. Tenko raised her hand in a weird way, and stretched an awkward smile.

“Welcome.” Maki said, nodding herself. “Please, make yourself comfortable. There's a wooden chair in the corner there, if you'd like a seat."

"Yeah, yeah...sounds good…." Tenko muttered breathily. She made her way over to the chair and sat in it, and Kaede and Maki mounted the bed themselves.

"Ready, baby?" Kaede said, looking Maki in the eyes as they both knelt on the bed.

"Only if our guest is ready…" Maki responded, turning her head towards Tenko sitting in her chair.

Tenko perked up, and sat up in her seat. "Oh, yeah, of course… Please, begin."
With that,Kaede and Maki smiled, colliding their faces with one another to engage in a deep kiss.

As their kiss became more intense, Kaede held their faces together with her hands while Maki untied both their kimonos and slid them off. The silk garments pooled on the mattress and as they fell, revealed Maki and Kaede's completely naked bodies embracing each other. Maki’s body really thin but rippled with a little muscle, and Kaede’s tall and curvy body, showing fat in all the right places. Big hips, big belly, and big thighs.

Maki moved her head down, kissing Kaede's neck and eliciting moans from the pianist. Kaede held her close, Maki squishing against Kaede’s comforting and warm body.

“Fuck…” Tenko moaned. She gripped the armrests of her chair, and tried to fight the erection she felt growing under her pants.

“Getting excited, Tenky?” Kaede teased. “Like what you see?”

“Yeah, it’s so fuckin’ hot...I can’t wait for more…” Tenko groaned as she slouched in her seat, crossing her legs trying to hide the erection. Although that was Maki and Kaede’s intention all along, Tenko still felt embarrassed.

“Well, let’s give her more, shall we, my dear?” Kaede blushed, petting Maki’s hair.”

Maki grinned. “Let’s do it.”

Maki trailed her hand down in between Kaede’s crotch, and rubbed her fingers against Kaede’s entrance.

“Ahhh..!” Kaede moaned. Tenko loved hearing both the girls' voices, only making her harder. Kaede noticed, and gave Tenko a little warning. “Remember, Tenky. You’re welcome to watch us, but no participating. At all. That means you can’t touch yourself and make yourself cum, alright?”

Tenko felt her heart drop. Sweat began to form on her forehead. “Wh-what..?”

“Well, that’s the point when you watch a show, right?” Kaede winked with Maki’s fingers gently sliding in her. Quickly losing her breath, Kaede instructed “It would be rude to cause a disturbance in the audience.”

“But…”

“No butts except your’s in that chair! Now be quiet. Maki, let's make ourselves more comfortable, no?”

“Sounds good.” Maki answered. They were both still on their knees on the bed, so Maki pushed Kaede down so she could rest on her back with her head on the pillows. With the shift in movement, Maki felt motivated to move her fingers faster. Kaede and Maki practically never broke contact with their lips, and their make-out became more intense as the pleasure increased, spilling spit on all of their faces.

“God dammit…” Tenko muttered. This was torture for her, trying to hold herself back. Her cock practically burned, begging to be touched and release everything that was building up inside her. Instead, the head of her cock grew against her underwear and shorts, making the bulge in her pants quite obvious.

Maki’s fingers moved with swift speed in and out of Kaede’s vagina, sending electricity into all of Kaede’s body. She moaned and squirmed under Maki, digging her hands into her back and putting more scratches on the assassin’s skin.

Tenko thought she was making too much of a scene by squirming around too much in the chair, so she tried to make herself less awkward, and instead leaned forward in the chair, folding her hands in with one another and resting her elbows on her knees. She gazed at Kaede’s and Maki’s morphed bodies like the pieces of art they were.

Eventually, Maki moved her mouth away from Kaede’s and brought her mouth to Kaede’s neck and began to suck on it.

“Yeah...that’s it…” Tenko groaned, biting her lip.

“Suck on her fat fuckin’ cow tits, Maki” Tenko barked. She was really pent up now, inevitably becoming more aggressive.

“Hey! Nothing from the peanut gallery….!” Maki barked back at her. “I’ll do what I want when I feel like it.”

Tenko sunk back in the chair, feeling a little remorse for being slightly rude.

“M-Maki! Maki! MAKI!” Kaede screamed, the pleasure was too good, and she was close to her first orgasm of the night.

“This is so hot...I’m so lucky, girls…” Tenko murmured from her seat. She was blushing immensely, and beads of sweat accumulated all around every inch of her skin. However, the horniness and pleasure was too much to handle, and she was dangerously close to coming right in her pants. She threw her head back, gnashed her teeth together, and hissed.

“F-fuck!!! Too good!” Tenko and Kaede both screamed in unison. Kaede smiled, but then pulled Maki’s head in for another session of intenses kisses before she was just about to finish herself.

“That’s it, Maki. Make her cum, make her scream. Lemme see it. I need to see it.” Tenko laughed. Maki was trying to ignore her, and she focused on getting Kaede to cum.

Her main hand was sticking three fingers in Kaede’s vagina, moving rapidly, and her thumb toying her clit. Her other hand pinched Kaede’s nipples. She was grateful for Tenko’s advice, but didn’t want to let her know that.

Receiving sensations from three separate and sensitive areas of her body proved that Kaede would have a big orgasm rather quickly. She wrapped her big arms around Maki’s back, and bit into her shoulder as she felt her mind go foggy. Her limbs began to go numb, and it eventually spread up into her head and every nerve of her body, feeling the orgasm overtake her.

Tenko could tell she was cumming, and felt a tinge of jealousy. She wanted to be touched so bad, by Maki or Kaede. By any girl. Even herself, just anything to make herself cum. She crossed one leg over the other in her chair, and struggled immensely to keep herself calm.

“Ahhh..agghhh….AHHH! Close..closer...So close!” Tenko whined, sqiruming in her seat

“Don’t you dare!” Maki barked. “That would be rude to us, no?”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry!!!” Tenko yelled, grinding her thighs against onc another to keep her cock’s burning sensation at bay.

When Kaede recovered from her orgasm, she pushed Maki off of her, leapt up off of the bed, and walked towards Tenko squirming in her chair.

“God dammit, you’re so needy, Tenko. I can’t believe how greedy you are, needing all the attention on you.” Kaede growled, and knelt by Tenko’s chair. She pulled the hem of Tenko’s shorts down below to expose her dick, and gave it a quick few strokes up and down before Tenko relieved herself. All her pent-up cum exploded onto Kaede’s arm, most of it landing on Tenko’s shorts.

“Thank you,” Tenko moaned. “Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou.”

Kaede sighed, then looked up at Tenko and smiled. “I take it you enjoyed our show for you, hmm? We should invite you to our play dates more often.”

Tenko nodded tensely. “I’ll behave myself better next time. Then maybe I could play with you guys.” She laughed.

Kaede, who still had her hand on Tenko’s penis, gripped it even tighter as she smirked and winked.

“Don’t get cocky.”

Chapter Text

Tenko lay across her bed, propped up on the pile of pillows behind her. Angie cuddled against her, resting her head on Tenko's shoulder. Tenko had her arms wrapped around Angie's torso, using one hand to hold her phone as she scrolled through social media.

"Ugh. Ever since I moved schools, Himoko's been obsessed with me. She won't leave me alone either. It's getting annoying. I thought I liked her, but she's just really weird."

Angie hugged Tenko tighter. "Stop worrying about her. It's just you and me now."

Tenko paused, then let go of her phone, letting it roll onto the mattress and out of mind. "Yeah, you're right," she said, grabbing Angie tighter in both arms.

"Just forget about her. I am your best friend… remember? You only need me…"

"Yeah, you're so right." Tenko said, giving Angie a quick kiss on the top of her head. Angie responded by tilting her head up and shifting her body to give Tenko a kiss on the cheek.

"It's crazy. We've known each other since grade school. And I hated you back then, I'll admit. And now, we're like, best friends. And soon we're gonna grow old and have lives of our own, and maybe never see each other again after we graduate."

"Don't speak like that," Angie said, giving Tenko a playful slap on her breast. "Well, if you think that way, maybe we should make the most out of the time we do have together, no?"

Tenko looked down at Angie and smirked. "How do you mean?"

"Don't be so stupid…." Angie whispered, closing the distance between her face and Tenko's, bringing their lips togther for a passionate kiss.

Tenko smiled as she deepened the kiss herself, and sitting herself up to make the embrace stronger.

Angie took the initiative to insert her tongue into Tenko's mouth first, and Tenko wrapped her lips around it to give it a nice slurping. After a little while of loud slurping noises and spit coating the outside of their mouths, Angie felt a bump growing under her crotch.

"My, my! Someone's quite excited!" Angie exclaimed. "Mmmmhmm...I really want your body, Tenko."

In between kisses and sucking, Tenko muttered "Me too...I need you...but we need to hurry...my parents'll be home soon…"

"I'm sure I could please you adequately in that time…" Angie smirked, and gave two quick pats to Tenko's cheek.

Angie wasted no time, breaking the kiss to move her body downwards. She stopped her face right where the pitched tent under Tenko's pants had been growing, and Angie gave it a quick kiss before wrapping her fingers around the hem of Tenko's athletic shorts and pulling them down. Tenko's boxers came off on the process, and Angie tossed them to the floor.

Putting Tenko's erect penis in her hand, Angie began to stroke it up and down, eliciting moans from the martial artist above. After a few strokes, Angie wrapped her lips around Tenko's cock and slid it up and down her throat.

Tenko threw her head back, letting out a good long "Ooooooughgghhhhh…" and placing her hand on top of Angie's platinum white hair.

It's been a while since Tenko jacked herself off, let alone do anything with a girl, so she had a lot built up inside her. It only took a few short minutes of gagging noises coming from between her legs and expert tounge and lip motion for Tenko to release a small bit of precum into Angie's mouth. Tenko's legs quivered as her voice pitched to a higher moaned, snagging her throat a little. Angie flinched at the sudden release, but smiled anyway and swallowed what she was given.

"Well now, don't soil yourself too much! We haven't even gotten to the best part."

"Y-yeah...sorry Angie...It just felt so good...!"

"I know, sweetheart. But just relax for me, okay?"

Tenko nodded, so Angie took her own initiative to stand up on the mattress, standing over Tenko, and made sure the girl below her had a full view of Angie sliding her own undergarments down and off her legs. She kept her white crop top and big yellow jacket on. Tenko could see that Angie had gotten a little wet herself, and she prayed this wouldn't be too painful for the smaller girl.

Slowly, Angie crouched back down, and gently lowered her entrance onto Tenko's fully erect penis. Tenko groaned and closed her eyes at the sensation of the slow, tight feeling around her cock.

With the penis fully in her, Angie gasped as she leaned forward to grab Tenko by her shoulders. She then propped herself up, using Tenko to ride up and down her shaft.

"Ahhhhh...AHHHHHH! Angie..! Too good...Too good!" Tenko moaned. She clenched her fists together and gripping the sheets beneath her. Her leg muscles tensed up as well, and she occasionally threw her head back from the amazing gripping feeling around her cock.

“Tenko…” Angie whimpered. “Tell me when you’re...Oh my...Atua! Ahhhh!”

“I know, I will. I will.” Tenko grunted. Her hands grabbed the sides of Angie’s butt, and Tenko tried to guide Angie and help her a little bit, since riding the long cock of a martial artist was no easy task.

“Your cock...your body, Tenko...is so divine! You are truly...the best friend I could ever ask for…! The best...ughhhh….” Angie could feel her own fatigue begin to set in as she felt Tenko’s huge member stretching her out

Tenko decided to repeat after her. “You...you really mean that? Y-you’re my best friend, too!” Tenko whimpered, digging her nails into Angie’s skin to compensate for the waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

“You’re my...best friend!” Angie yelled, looking Tenko in the eyes.

Tenko returned her gaze, locking their eyes together, and Tenko repeated after her. “You’re my best friend! You’re my best friend!”

“Keep saying that…” Angie groaned. “Keep saying that until you cum, okay?”

Tenko nodded rapidly, and heeded to Angie’s request.

“You’re my best friend! You’re my best friend! You’re my best frie………...”

Tenko cut the final words off. Her throat clenched together as her whole body reached orgasm, her legs trembled and hands scratched at Angie’s sides as she felt all the built-up tension in her leak out.

“C-cumming!”

Angie quickly dismounted her best friend, and stood to the side, but still continued to jack Tenko off to get every last drop out of her.

Tenko rested her head on the pillows and stared up at the ceiling, gasping for air and continuing to let out deep moans of pure ecstasy.

When Angie was sure she had milked Tenko dry, she crawled up to the top of the bed where Tenko was and kissed her on the cheek, nestling her head into Tenko’s shoulder. The two girls returned to the cuddling position they maintained before by wrapping their arms around each other.

“Man, I made a mess, huh?” Tenko sighed.

“Do not worry about it. I am sure it felt angelic, no?”

“Yeah, you’re right. It felt amazing.”

Angie traced the neckline of Tenko’s t-shirt with her finger, and eventually she had the courage to spit out,

“I love you, Tenko.”

Tenko smiled, and looked down at her golden girl.

“I love you too, dude,” she said. “But like, y’know, as a friend.”

Angie chuckled. “Of course…”

Chapter Text

It was both a blessing and a curse to have the most athletic girls in school on the track team together. It was wonderful since they were both extremely driven and hard-headed to do their best, so this made them a powerhouse on the team, crushing any competition. The only bad side was exactly that: they were both extremely competitive, especially when it came to each other.

Both girls had similar strengths of speed and sprinting, and often got put in the same events; the hurdles, the dashes, and sometimes even the relay. Both strong girls could tolerate the crushing feelings in their lungs when they ran, their toes bashing against the insides of their shoes, and the brutal practices in sweltering heat. In fact, they didn't just stand it, they loved it.

The only thing they couldn't stand was each other.

However, the straw had finally broken the camel's back on this one fateful day. It was time for a handful of girls to practice the 400 meter hurdles for their next meet. Of course, Akane and Aoi Asahina were selected to run the event together.

They were all supposed to go at the same time, but Aoi and Akane both silently and subconsciously agreed to make this lap around the track a race between the two. When one of the teammates yelled "Go!" and everyone took off, everyone bolted towards the first row of hurdles. Akane saw this as an opportunity to play dirty, and when she got close enough to Hina, yanked on her shirt to pull her down. Hina stumbled, mildly scraping herself on the rough track, but getting up as fast as she could. That move had cost her. Akane was already way too far ahead.

Nevertheless, Hina wasn't going to quit. She ran as fast as she could, and rocketed herself over the hurdles in her way.

She was starting to close in on Akane a little bit by the time they reached the final row of hurdles. Akane got too proud too quickly, and miscalculated the height of her jump. She was not even close to clearing the hurdle, so the barrier caught her by the legs, causing her to faceplant in the track.

Hina laughed as she cleared her own hurdle and rocketed past Akane, being the first one to finish. Akane was seething with anger, so much so she didn't even bother to get up and reunite with the team. She instead marched straight back to the locker room.

Eventually, all the team members filed into the locker room once practice ended to pick up their stuff and go home for the day. Akane waited, pouting against her locker until she saw her target. Hina was always the last one to leave since she was such a goody-two-shoes bitch who needed to be better than everyone.

When Akane recognized her footsteps and humming, she pounced out from behind a row of rocker and grabbed Hina by her track jacket, yanking her body roughly and pinning it against the wall of lockers. Although they were both extremely fast, there was no doubt that Akane's taller and muscular body was more strong.

A loud clang echoed through the locker room as Hina's body slammed on the thin cages of metal. It all was happening so quickly, Hina didn't know how to react.

"YOU FUCKIN' BITCH" Akane screamed, jostling Hina back and forth. She gripped the smaller girl's face in her hand and spat right in the middle. "You think you're so much fuckin' better than me, huh? You just gotta make an idiot out of me all the time!"

"I don't do it for you…" Hina struggled. "You already do it yourself."

This made Akane mad. She tightened her grip on Hina's shoulders and pressed her harder against the lockers.

"The fuck didja just say to me? You're such a cold-hearted slut, ya know that? You just gotta show everyone you're better than all of 'em." Akane growled.

"I don't...know what you're talking about…" Hina grunted. She was starting to get a little nervous.

"You know exactly what I'm talkin' about bitch. You think you're better than me and faster and stronger than me, and…"

"It's because I AM faster, stronger and better than you...and everyone knows that…" Hina snarled, trying to appear intimidating to hide her fear.

"I dunno how that's even possible, considering this fat fucking rack you're sportin," Akane snapped, as she moved the hand that had grabbed Hina's face to grip her right boob.

"Jealous? I know you are. You're jealous about everything about me. You wanna be me soooooo bad! You're not very good at hiding it…" Hina snickered.

The raging hormones in the room were as thick as the sexual tension, and they were amplified by the sweat coming off of both the girls.

"I know there's some things you can't handle…." Akane snarled, moving another available hand down to Hina's crotch.

"Yeah? Whaddya gonna do to me, perv? Eat me out like the fat, greedy shit you are? Try me! I've probably been eaten out by half the girls in the swim team. "

"No, bitch. 'Cuz I know you'd enjoy that…" Akane snapped, as she dove her left hand under Hina's tight shorts and weaved them through her pubic hair before feeling her hot, moist outer vaginal folds. A worried look quickly glazed over Hina's face as she flinched at the sudden feeling of warm hands in between her legs.

"F-fuck, you horny piece of shit." Hina grunted, but she couldn't deny how much she wanted it. Since Akane had let go of Hina's shoulders, Hina used her free arms around Akane's neck to pull them in for a deep kiss. Akane dug her tongue into Hina's mouth, letting a cute moan exit from the swimmer's mouth.

Akane wasted no time shoving her fingers into Hina's entrance. Her muscular hands could pump said fingers in and out of Hina's right walls with incredible speed and penetration.

Hina felt herself become undone by the rough hands inside her. She melted against the wall and slouched into Akane's body. Akane continued to kiss Hina as long as she wanted, but quickly moved her mouth towards Hina's neck to give them a good bite. She sank her teeth into Hina's dark skin and sucked to leave a deep red and purple mark, licking over it to soothe at least a little of the pain.

"Yeah, look at you now, Little Miss Stronger-Than-Me. You're practically breaking down under my fingers. I know I can make you cum whenever I want. Not so much endurance for you then, huh?"

"Fuck...you…" Hina spat. She moved her arms to wrap them around Akane's waist and steady herself, but they began to slip the closer she came to orgasm.

Akane let out feral growls as she gave more big bites to the skin on Hina's neck and shoulders.

"You gonna cum soon, huh?" Akane barked.

"N-no…I could go forever…!

"Uh huh. We'll see about that…"

Akane massaged Hina's clit with her thumb, and her other muscular arm held Hina up against the lockers.

Hina could only whine, and they became more high pitched the faster Akane pumped her fingers.

"You wanna cum? Don't even try to hide that you're close. You're not good at it at all."

Hina sighed. "Please…." was all she said.

"Then admit it," was all Akane had to say. Hina knew exactly what she wanted to hear. But was she going to give it to Akane that easily?

Unfortunately, she was. She needed to cum. So bad.

"You're my...you're so much stronger than me...I'm sorry for being such a bitch...I'll...I'll always let you win and be…"

Akane stopped suddenly. "I don't need your fuckin' pity…"

"Ahhh! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please, keep going! For the love of...fuck….I need it so bad..! More, please more…!"

"And…?"

"And I'm sorry for being a bitch! You're obviously was stronger than me and I'm just a useless slut! You're better than me! You're so much greater than me…!" Hina screamed.

"Atta girl…" Akane smiled, giving Hina one last kiss on the cheek before fingering her to climax.

When she felt herself going over the edge, Hina rolled her head backwards against the locker and tugged at Akane's clothes. Her muscles tenses extremely tight around Akane's fingers, but Akane knew she was cumming when she felt Hina's vaginal muscles relax. Her entire body melted into Akane's body as she sank to the floor due to her jelly-like muscles.

Hina was reduced to a breathing pile on the floor, and Akane crouched down to be over her.

"Thanks for those kind words. You're such a good friend! See ya at practice tomorrow…" Akane smirked as she pat Hina's hair condescendingly, and took her gym bag with her out of the locker room.

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After her "good" behavior the last time they hung out, Maki and Kaede saw Tenko's true "potential", and realized she had a lot to offer to them.

A lot.

When Tenko left their session a few nights ago, Maki and Kaede both admitted to each other that Tenko's cock was somehow even longer and thicker than they had imagined. They had approached Tenko training in her lab, and gave Tenko her invitation after a particularly sweaty workout session.

“We think you deserve it…” Kaede said. “After all, we just couldn’t stop thinking about you after that night.”

Tenko lifted up her shirt to wipe her forehead, exposing her ripped abs. Maki and Kaede both felt butterflies in their stomachs, eyeing the martial artist’s body up and down.

“Why, that sounds wonderful, girls.” Tenko smiled. “Are we meeting at the same place, same time?”

“Actually…” Maki grumbled. “We want to do it now. Your body seems in the perfect condition to give your best performance. And we want to go to your bedroom.”

Tenko’s eyes widened. She wasn’t expecting Maki to be the assertive one, since she was normally quiet. She was also shocked at the fact they didn’t even want to wait. They had tried their best to hide it, but Maki and Kaede were both unbearably horny, and this was amplified by the sweaty pheromones intoxicating the air of Tenko’s training lab.

“Take us to your room…” Kaede growled. “...Now…”

A slightly worried expression was painted across Tenko’s face, but she was determined to make these girls happy. “Sure,” she panted. “Let’s go..”
She wrapped one arm each around Kaede and Maki, and the pair of girls clutched close to her as she led them through the school’s hallways.

They arrived at Tenko’s door, and Kaede excitedly turned the handle and pushed it open. Maki kicked the door shut behind them, and, with both girls under her wings, the pair raised themselves to Tenko’s face and gave her good kisses on the cheeks. Tenko wanted to give the girls equal attention, so she swung her head to one side of her body and then the other, to lock lips with either girl as they sauntered over to her bed.

Tenko felt her crotch heat up, and it was only a matter of time before she got fully hard. While she kissed one girl, the other one would kiss any exposed part of Tenko’s body she could find, like her neck, shoulders, chin. They had always awkwardly tried to undress Tenko as they moved, only managing to slide off her shirt and slightly undo the sports bra.

When they completed their journey to the bed, Maki and Kaede pushed Tenko down. Tenko moved up on the bed to give them more room to join her, so they climbed right on. The threesome continued in a pile of messy kisses.

“Want us to get undressed for you, Tenky?” Kaede asked when it wasn’t her turn, and Tenko was busy kissing Maki.

“Y-yes...Yes please..” Tenko gasped, sliding Maki’s shirt up over her head. Kaede got completely naked all on her own, and Tenko ran her hands up and down Maki, enjoying her body as she removed the articles of clothing restraining it. Once she was bare, Maki slid Tenko’s sports bra of her thickly muscled arms, and lowered her body downwards to slide her shorts and boxers down her legs. Her hard penis shot up, and Maki gave it a few strokes up and down to assure its hardness.

Now, all three girls were a jumble of naked skin, the heat emitting from all their bodies creating a sexy, stuffy atmosphere in the air.

“Alright, Tenko,” Kaede was taking charge again. “I want to hold you. Lean down.” Kaede moved behind Tenko’s laying body, and hooked her arms around Tenko’s. “Lean down against me. Just relax.”

Tenko’s upper torso was propped up and leaning into Kaede’s squishy, soft body. Maki was at Tenko’s lower half, stroking her cock up and down before placing it around her lips. Tenko threw her head back and moaned.

“Shhhhhshhhhhshhhh….It’s okay, you’re okay. Just relax. You’re doing so good.” Kaede whispered as she pet Tenko’s hair.

Maki was in charge of getting Tenko’s cock ready, and did this by shoving it down her throat. Slight gagging noises were coming from in between Tenko’s legs, and Maki was surprisingly good with her tongue.

Tenko’s muscles spasmed slightly when they released a good helping of precum into Maki’s mouth. Kaede smiled and giggled, giving Tenko a kiss on the cheek.

“Good girl!” She chirped, ruffling Tenko’s hair. “That must feel so good, huh?”

“Y-yeah…” Tenko stammered, her breathing heavy.

Maki wiped her mouth and rose up to her knees. “You ready, Kaede?” She asked.

“R-ready for what…?” Said Tenko.

“Well, I deserve a chance with this big cock of yours, right? Otherwise it wouldn’t be fair! It’s my turn now, Tenky!” Kaede gently let go of Tenko’s upper torso, and Kaede turned around, bent over on her hands and knees, and stuck her bum in the air so it was facing Tenko.

“I’m ready, Tenky!” Kaede squealed, eager to get Tenko’s hard dick inside of her.

“You can do it,” Maki said in Tenko’s ear. They both turned around to face Kaede, and Maki continued to stroke Tenko’s cock from behind her.

Tenko took a deep breath, and stuck the tip of her dick inside Kaede’s vagina. Kaede gasped at the newfound penetration, and already gripped the sheets and groaned.

“Yes! YESYESYES!!” Kaede screamed. “More, more! I need more, Tenky! Fucking fill me...give me your babies! I wanna have your big, strong babies!!!”

Tenko blushed and shut her eyes as she groaned. Her head sunk, leaning down to kiss Kaede’s back. She stuck her dick in further and further, moaning at the intense squeezing feeling around her cock. The pleasure was becoming so overwhelming, and Tenko dug her nails into Kaede’s buttcheeks, where she had been grabbing her.

“Yes yes YES! That’s it, Tenky! Fucking destroy me, babygirl! You’re doing so good..! Please…cum inside meeee.!” Kaede begged

Her strokes sped up, pumping in and out of Kaede faster and faster with her powerful legs. She had been so focused on the amazing feeling of Kaede’s body that she had almost completely forgotten about Maki. She was still behind them, watching this entire thing, and Tenko was sandwiched in between her two pretty girls.

When Maki thought the time was right, she took her opportunity to stick two fingers into Tenko’s asshole. Tenko was completely unaware of it, so her head shot up in the air as if she was electrocuted and widened her eyes. High pitched moans exited Tenko’s mouth, but she was not going to let the fingers in her bum distract her from her task of pleasing Kaede.

Essentially, Tenko was receiving unimaginable pleasures from both ends of her body. When she thrust her body forward, her dick went further into Kaede, with her tight and wet walls clamping around Tenko’s rod. When she pulled her body backwards, the fingers sunk deeper into her butt, massaging the muscles inside of her.

It was obvious Tenko wasn’t going to last long.

And that was the goal. It was always fun to play with the endurance of the big, strong martial artist.

Tenko’s whole body felt like it was going numb. Her dick was twitching, and every inch of her skin shivered. She screamed and moaned, throwing her head back in the air before lowering it again.

“G-guys…! I’m getting….I’m real close…! Ahhhh…!”

“Shhh, it’s okay. Calm down. Just let it build up, and let it all out.” Maki whispered into Tenko’s ear. She licked and nibbled on the outside of her ear, and peppered little kisses across Tenko’s neck and shoulder.

“Ahhhhh..! Ahhhhhh..!!! AHHHHH!” Tenko’s voice got higher the more she moaned and thrusted and received pleasure from every side of her body. It got so high until it wasn’t even there anymore. Her dick had become numb, and her entire body was lost in space in a whirlwind of ecstasy as she shot her cumload inside Kaede.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!” Tenko and Kaede yelled in unison. Kaede became soft and her muscles went slightly tingly as she felt Tenko cum inside of her. She flopped down on the bed and lay down to catch her breath. Tenko remained on her knees, stroking her cock as Maki took her fingers out of Tenko’s cum and gave a few more kisses.

Eventually, Tenko flopped backwards onto the bed, trying to catch her breath, too. But Maki crouched down and cupped Tenko’s face in her hands. Soon after, Kaede arrived, and both girls were towering over Tenko’s overtaken body.

“Awww, what’s the matter? Don’t tell me you’re already tired, Tenky!” Kaede pouted. “You’re not done until we say you are!”

Chapter Text

Peko came home from a long day at work to hear rock music blasting from inside the condo. She opened the door and saw her girlfriend shredding away on her guitar, the chords blasting through an amp and shattering sound waves.

Already stressed from her difficult day, Peko screamed at Ibuki in an attempt for her to hear her over the music. “IBUKI!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!! TURN THE GARBAGE DOWN!!”

Ibuki was screaming as well, since that was her style of singing. She was using the couch as a stage to practice in front of her imaginary audience. When Peko entered, she saw the door open out of the corner of her eye, and jumped as high as she could off the couch and onto the floor, still fingering wildly at her guitar.

The house shook from the violently loud music, and Ibuki continued to play as Peko angrily walked towards her, shutting off the amp.

“Are you serious?!” Peko snapped. “Why are you doing this crap at this time of day? Especially at home! Our neighbors will kill us.”

“Sorry, Peko-Peko…” Ibuki chirped. “Ibuki was just practicin’,.”

Peko wasn’t having any of it. “I don’t care. You are out of control! You need to calm down, especially when I’m not here.” She walked away, leaving Ibuki alone in front of the couch. Ibuki shrugged, thinking it wasn’t that big a deal since Peko wasn’t lecturing her anymore. She threw her guitar on the couch, and was about to walk away before she heard Peko’s footsteps coming towards her again. She turned around and saw Peko had some weird contraptions in her hands. Ibuki only saw and heard a long link of clanging chains.

A confused glare swept across Ibuki’s face, and she backed away from Peko, scared.

“Wh-what’s that, Peko..?” She whimpered.

“I told you. You’re acting out of control. I’ve been saving this until you truly became untamable, and you’ve proven yourself today.”

“What did I do..?”

“There’s a time and a place to be obnoxious and loud, and you did that today without my supervision nonetheless.”

“Is Peko mad at Ibuki?”

“I guess you could say that.” Peko snapped. “Enough whining out of you. On your knees, now.”

Ibuki sighed, and was too scared to rebel against Peko’s intimidating glare. She sank to her knees in front of Peko, and looked up at her girlfriend with terrified eyes.

Peko first wrapped the collar around Ibuki’s neck and clasped it into place under her hair. Ibuki raised her hand to tug at the collar.

“It’s too tight, Peko…” Ibuki whimpered

“Well, that’s too bad. Now stay still. Don’t use your hands.” Peko said, unconcerned.

Next, Peko unraveled the long but thin band of chain links. Ibuki had finally put it together, that the chains were going to be attached to her neck. The fear overtook, and she tried to back away on her knees.

“N-no!” Ibuki stammered. “What’re you gonna do to me, mama? That looks like it’ll hurt! I’m sorry for being bad..! I swear...I don’t need that..!”

“You little brat..” Peko spat under her breath as she reached towards Ibuki to drag her collar close, and she clasped the chained leash to the front of Ibuki’s collar.

“This is exactly why you need this.” Peko growled. “You can’t keep yourself under control. So I must control you myself by any means necessary. Now get up. Follow me.”

Peko yanked on the chain, which pulled tightly on Ibuki’s neck. Ibuki grunted, but rose off of her knees to stand up next to Peko. Peko pulled on the leash to guide Ibuki towards the bedroom.

Trying to lighten the situation and soften Peko, Ibuki laughed “Look at me, Peko! Ibuki looks like a puppy dog! Woof woof!”

Peko didn’t react. While stone-faced, she responded “Exactly. You’re a little, untrained bitch. You’re a stupid little puppy dog who needs to be put in her place.”

The smile on Ibuki’s face sank as she was led into the bedroom. Peko leapt up on the bed first, and pulled the leash to bring Ibuki up with her.

“Good puppy…” Peko smirked, petting behind Ibuki’s ears. “Hands and knees.” She barked, tugging down on Ibuki’s collar to get on her hands and knees. Ibuki did as she was told, and Peko kept a strong grip on her leash as she worked her way behind Ibuki. The leash twisted around her neck as it followed her.

Peko pulled down Ibuki’s skirt and panties to reveal her bare bum and pussy. She tugged on the leash to jerk Ibuki’s head up. Ibuki yipped, which made Peko smile.
She still had one free hand, so Peko stuck two fingers in Ibuki’s vagina, causing the girl under the collar to groan and try to lower her head, but Peko still had a harsh grip on Peko’s leash.

She then stuck her thumb into Ibuki’s asshole. Three fingers inside of her coming from two separate openings made Ibuki shiver. Peko revelled in the fact that she had all the control over Ibuki now, which she didn’t always have, as was evident earlier this afternoon.

Peko was well deft with her fingers, thrusting two of them in and out of Ibuki’s vagina, and her thumb massaging the inside of her bum. As the pleasure was building up inside of her, Ibuki’s muscles would go limp. This made it harder to keep herself steady on her hands and knees, so she would inevitably lower herself, as well as her neck.

Fortunately, Peko had the ability to control this.

“Stop squirming so much!” Peko barked, tugging on the leash. The clanging of the chains could be heard jingling as they tightened, and Ibuki was forced to keep herself up.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” Peko said. “I’d love to let you cum, but you’ve been a very bad girl. Only if you promise to behave, I might consider giving you a reward.

Ibuki perked up at the information, and was determined to keep herself up. “Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Please, let me cum, mama! I’ll be good, I swear! I won’t be rude..!”

“Then I need you to tell me who you belong to. Scream my name. Repeat my name over and over so I can implant it in your stupid little dog brain who you belong to.”

“P-Peko! I’m your little bitch, PEKO!! I’m sorry for being naughty! I’m sorry for being a bad girl! I won’t misbehave ever again! I’m yours, Peko! I’ll be a good girl, Peko! I’ll follow everything you say, Peko! PLEASE! I need you, Peko!” Ibuki whined. The collar was being pulled so tight that she could hardly breathe, and the pleasure began choking her as well.

Peko wanted to be nice. She wanted to let her poor puppy cum, but she also couldn’t bring herself to do it. Not after everything she’d done and all the trouble she caused. Satisfied with her begging, Peko still had the power to be mean, so that’s what she did.

She pulled her fingers out of Ibuki, and Ibuki groaned, lowering her body and screaming at the loss of pleasure. “NOOO!!!” She screamed. “NO, MAMA!! NONONONO!!” Ibuki grinned her crotch against the mattress of the bed, trying to get any sort of pleasure she could and recover from her dramatic loss.

Peko perked up at Ibuki’s sudden movement. “That’s right,” she smirked. “Keep doing that. Keep humping the bed like the dirty, horny puppy you are.”

Ibuki was allowed to lower herself on the bed, but Peko still enjoyed the control bestowed unto her by the leash. She kept yanking on Ibuki’s neck, and would deliver sudden jolts whenever she felt like it.

“The harder I yank, the more you cum. Isn’t that right, Ibuki? Don’t you just love it so much, Ibuki?” Peko grinned.

“Y-yes, yes! I love it, Peko! I’m getting so close, Peko!” Ibuki yelled as she humped more violently at the clump of sheet gathering in between her legs.

“I’m….almost there..! Almost there…!” Ibuki yelped. Peko took this as a sign to pull as hard as she could on the leash, the chain links tightening into a sturdy leash. Peko delivered a few quick spanks to Ibuki’s rear and bit her lip as Ibuki’s head faced the ceiling under the tension of the leash.

“That’s right, you disgusting little puppy. Cum all over the bed and make a big mess.” Peko cooed, petting the spanked skin ever-so lightly.

Ibuki started trembling and her head pulled on the leash as she tried to lower it as her body wanted, but the pulling on the leash restricted her. All the pleasure built up in her had relaxed and spread throughout her body, and her body relaxed against the bed. Peko decided to be nice for once and loosen up on her grip on the chain, so Ibuki could finally relax.

She lay on the bed, panting like a little puppy dog, and Ibuki pet her hair as she calmed her down.

“Not so wild and energetic, are you now? Hmm?” Peko asked, giving Ibuki a caring kiss on the cheek.

“No, mama…” Ibuki whined. Peko smiled, unclipping the collar from around Ibuki’s neck. It revealed a bright red band around her skin, and Peko felt a small pang of guilt, but quickly snapped out of it.

“Looks like I’ve finally tamed that feral beast you keep inside yourself. Who knew all you needed was a collar and leash, just like the feral bitch you are?”

Ibuki laughed. “Woof, woof.”
Peko came home from a long day at work to hear rock music blasting from inside the condo. She opened the door and saw her girlfriend shredding away on her guitar, the chords blasting through an amp and shattering sound waves.

Already stressed from her difficult day, Peko screamed at Ibuki in an attempt for her to hear her over the music. “IBUKI!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!! TURN THE GARBAGE DOWN!!”

Ibuki was screaming as well, since that was her style of singing. She was using the couch as a stage to practice in front of her imaginary audience. When Peko entered, she saw the door open out of the corner of her eye, and jumped as high as she could off the couch and onto the floor, still fingering wildly at her guitar.

The house shook from the violently loud music, and Ibuki continued to play as Peko angrily walked towards her, shutting off the amp.

“Are you serious?!” Peko snapped. “Why are you doing this crap at this time of day? Especially at home! Our neighbors will kill us.”

“Sorry, Peko-Peko…” Ibuki chirped. “Ibuki was just practicin’,.”

Peko wasn’t having any of it. “I don’t care. You are out of control! You need to calm down, especially when I’m not here.” She walked away, leaving Ibuki alone in front of the couch. Ibuki shrugged, thinking it wasn’t that big a deal since Peko wasn’t lecturing her anymore. She threw her guitar on the couch, and was about to walk away before she heard Peko’s footsteps coming towards her again. She turned around and saw Peko had some weird contraptions in her hands. Ibuki only saw and heard a long link of clanging chains.

A confused glare swept across Ibuki’s face, and she backed away from Peko, scared.

“Wh-what’s that, Peko..?” She whimpered.

“I told you. You’re acting out of control. I’ve been saving this until you truly became untamable, and you’ve proven yourself today.”

“What did I do..?”

“There’s a time and a place to be obnoxious and loud, and you did that today without my supervision nonetheless.”

“Is Peko mad at Ibuki?”

“I guess you could say that.” Peko snapped. “Enough whining out of you. On your knees, now.”

Ibuki sighed, and was too scared to rebel against Peko’s intimidating glare. She sank to her knees in front of Peko, and looked up at her girlfriend with terrified eyes.

Peko first wrapped the collar around Ibuki’s neck and clasped it into place under her hair. Ibuki raised her hand to tug at the collar.

“It’s too tight, Peko…” Ibuki whimpered

“Well, that’s too bad. Now stay still. Don’t use your hands.” Peko said, unconcerned.

Next, Peko unraveled the long but thin band of chain links. Ibuki had finally put it together, that the chains were going to be attached to her neck. The fear overtook, and she tried to back away on her knees.

“N-no!” Ibuki stammered. “What’re you gonna do to me, mama? That looks like it’ll hurt! I’m sorry for being bad..! I swear...I don’t need that..!”

“You little brat..” Peko spat under her breath as she reached towards Ibuki to drag her collar close, and she clasped the chained leash to the front of Ibuki’s collar.

“This is exactly why you need this.” Peko growled. “You can’t keep yourself under control. So I must control you myself by any means necessary. Now get up. Follow me.”

Peko yanked on the chain, which pulled tightly on Ibuki’s neck. Ibuki grunted, but rose off of her knees to stand up next to Peko. Peko pulled on the leash to guide Ibuki towards the bedroom.

Trying to lighten the situation and soften Peko, Ibuki laughed “Look at me, Peko! Ibuki looks like a puppy dog! Woof woof!”

Peko didn’t react. While stone-faced, she responded “Exactly. You’re a little, untrained bitch. You’re a stupid little puppy dog who needs to be put in her place.”

The smile on Ibuki’s face sank as she was led into the bedroom. Peko leapt up on the bed first, and pulled the leash to bring Ibuki up with her.

“Good puppy…” Peko smirked, petting behind Ibuki’s ears. “Hands and knees.” She barked, tugging down on Ibuki’s collar to get on her hands and knees. Ibuki did as she was told, and Peko kept a strong grip on her leash as she worked her way behind Ibuki. The leash twisted around her neck as it followed her.

Peko pulled down Ibuki’s skirt and panties to reveal her bare bum and pussy. She tugged on the leash to jerk Ibuki’s head up. Ibuki yipped, which made Peko smile.
She still had one free hand, so Peko stuck two fingers in Ibuki’s vagina, causing the girl under the collar to groan and try to lower her head, but Peko still had a harsh grip on Peko’s leash.

She then stuck her thumb into Ibuki’s asshole. Three fingers inside of her coming from two separate openings made Ibuki shiver. Peko revelled in the fact that she had all the control over Ibuki now, which she didn’t always have, as was evident earlier this afternoon.

Peko was well deft with her fingers, thrusting two of them in and out of Ibuki’s vagina, and her thumb massaging the inside of her bum. As the pleasure was building up inside of her, Ibuki’s muscles would go limp. This made it harder to keep herself steady on her hands and knees, so she would inevitably lower herself, as well as her neck.

Fortunately, Peko had the ability to control this.

“Stop squirming so much!” Peko barked, tugging on the leash. The clanging of the chains could be heard jingling as they tightened, and Ibuki was forced to keep herself up.

“Doesn’t that feel good?” Peko said. “I’d love to let you cum, but you’ve been a very bad girl. Only if you promise to behave, I might consider giving you a reward.

Ibuki perked up at the information, and was determined to keep herself up. “Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Please, let me cum, mama! I’ll be good, I swear! I won’t be rude..!”

“Then I need you to tell me who you belong to. Scream my name. Repeat my name over and over so I can implant it in your stupid little dog brain who you belong to.”

“P-Peko! I’m your little bitch, PEKO!! I’m sorry for being naughty! I’m sorry for being a bad girl! I won’t misbehave ever again! I’m yours, Peko! I’ll be a good girl, Peko! I’ll follow everything you say, Peko! PLEASE! I need you, Peko!” Ibuki whined. The collar was being pulled so tight that she could hardly breathe, and the pleasure began choking her as well.

Peko wanted to be nice. She wanted to let her poor puppy cum, but she also couldn’t bring herself to do it. Not after everything she’d done and all the trouble she caused. Satisfied with her begging, Peko still had the power to be mean, so that’s what she did.

She pulled her fingers out of Ibuki, and Ibuki groaned, lowering her body and screaming at the loss of pleasure. “NOOO!!!” She screamed. “NO, MAMA!! NONONONO!!” Ibuki grinned her crotch against the mattress of the bed, trying to get any sort of pleasure she could and recover from her dramatic loss.

Peko perked up at Ibuki’s sudden movement. “That’s right,” she smirked. “Keep doing that. Keep humping the bed like the dirty, horny puppy you are.”

Ibuki was allowed to lower herself on the bed, but Peko still enjoyed the control bestowed unto her by the leash. She kept yanking on Ibuki’s neck, and would deliver sudden jolts whenever she felt like it.

“The harder I yank, the more you cum. Isn’t that right, Ibuki? Don’t you just love it so much, Ibuki?” Peko grinned.

“Y-yes, yes! I love it, Peko! I’m getting so close, Peko!” Ibuki yelled as she humped more violently at the clump of sheet gathering in between her legs.

“I’m….almost there..! Almost there…!” Ibuki yelped. Peko took this as a sign to pull as hard as she could on the leash, the chain links tightening into a sturdy leash. Peko delivered a few quick spanks to Ibuki’s rear and bit her lip as Ibuki’s head faced the ceiling under the tension of the leash.

“That’s right, you disgusting little puppy. Cum all over the bed and make a big mess.” Peko cooed, petting the spanked skin ever-so lightly.

Ibuki started trembling and her head pulled on the leash as she tried to lower it as her body wanted, but the pulling on the leash restricted her. All the pleasure built up in her had relaxed and spread throughout her body, and her body relaxed against the bed. Peko decided to be nice for once and loosen up on her grip on the chain, so Ibuki could finally relax.

She lay on the bed, panting like a little puppy dog, and Ibuki pet her hair as she calmed her down.

“Not so wild and energetic, are you now? Hmm?” Peko asked, giving Ibuki a caring kiss on the cheek.

“No, mama…” Ibuki whined. Peko smiled, unclipping the collar from around Ibuki’s neck. It revealed a bright red band around her skin, and Peko felt a small pang of guilt, but quickly snapped out of it.

“Looks like I’ve finally tamed that feral beast you keep inside yourself. Who knew all you needed was a collar and leash, just like the feral bitch you are?”

Ibuki laughed. “Woof, woof.”

Chapter Text

It was nice to see all their old friends again. It had been years since their class had graduated high school, so Makoto Naegi took it upon himself to host a reunion party in his house.

All the 16 members of the 78th class were there eating, drinking, and being merry as they caught up on old times. Sakura and Hina made their ways around to everyone and told them that they had been dating since high school. Everyone had the same reaction, and sad they could have already told all those years ago. They had made it painfully obvious, which kind of made Hina and Sakura blush a little.

The other couple that had met in Class 78 was there, too. Mondo Owada and Kiyotaka Ishimaru had met and formed a friendship during high school, but this inevitably blossomed into a romantic relationship. In fact, they were set to get married in a few months.

The party was fine and fun for a while, but Hifumi had just been sent out to buy more alcohol since the overall mood of the party was winding down, and Makoto, Yasuhiro, and Leon all had a crazy idea of the party being a rager all night long.

When the party had hit a lull, and she was a bit tipsy from the alcohol, Hina leaned against Sakura and hiccuped. “Let’s get outta here…” Hina drawled. “I’m getting kind of tired, to be honest, and I didn’t think this party was going to go all night.”

“I feel quite famished as well. Mayhaps we should be on our way.” Sakura agreed. They were about to say their goodbyes to everyone until they saw Mondo sitting by himself on a bed in one of the bedrooms. Hina, being the empath she was, entered the room to see what was the matter.

“Are you alright, Mondo? You look sad.”

“Nah, I’m fine.” He said. “I’m just waiting for my bro. He’s in the bathroom. I love the kid, but he can’t go five minutes without washing his hands, especially at a party.”

“You don’t need to call him your ‘bro’, anymore.” Hina giggled. “We know you’re dating…”

Mondo chuckled. “Right. I’m just not used to sayin’ it around y’all.”

Suddenly, they heard the bathroom door open, and Taka appeared in the doorway of the bedroom. Mondo perked up and leapt off the bed. “Bro!” He yelled, sprinting out the door, completely forgetting about Hina and Sakura. He slammed the door behind him, completely obvious to the fact they both girls were still in there.

“Hey, wait!” Hina shrieked, running towards the door. She tugged on the knob, tried twisting it back and forth, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Shit,” she spat. “It’s locked.”

“It’s no problem. Someone will open it eventually and find us in here.” Sakura said, sitting down on the bed. Hina followed her, sitting down right next to her. The tired swimmer rested her head on Sakura’s broad shoulder.

“Ha ha. This reminds me of the first night we spent together in high school. We shared a bed, remember? Then we started dating and sneaking up to my bedroom when my dad was home? Good times, high school.”

“Heh. You’re right. Those were good memories.” Sakura smiled. The two girls remained in silence, just reminiscing before Sakura placed a kiss on Hina’s head. Hina smiled and kissed back, but aimed for Sakura’s lips. Inevitably, the kiss was deepened by both girls, before their lips pressed against each other with great force, and their tongues were maneuvered into each other’s mouths.

Sakura had her arm wrapped around her smaller girlfriend, and used her other arm to scoop her up and cradle her. Hina enjoyed the deep kissing, but knew that when Sakura scooped her up, it could only mean one thing. Sakura was going to lay her down and fuck her until she came, then they’d both be happy.

But Hina didn’t want that anymore.

Just as she had predicted, Sakura tried to lay Hina down on the head of the mattress, but as soon as Sakura broke the kiss from her mouth, Hina spoke up.

“Sakura…” she muttered. “I don’t...I wanna switch…”

Sakura raised herself a little off of Hina, and gave her a little confused glance. “Whatever do you mean, my dear?”

It could be argued that it was just natural that Sakura was on top, since she was way bigger. Sometimes, though, Hina thought this was unfair. She loved her girlfriend more than anything and wanted her to be happy, and often felt bad that Sakura did all the pleasing without much in return.

“I want you to lay down, I wanna please you. Please, let me do it. Please…”

Sakura nodded, understanding Hina’s request. This was different, but she was certainly open-minded. “Do you think you are up for it, Hina darling?”

Hina nodded desperately. “Yes, please...I really wanna do this to you…”

Sakura smiled, giving Hina a kiss on the cheek before picking her up by her sides. Hina straddled Sakura’s leg as the girls returned to a short deep kissing session, before Hina tried to nudge Sakura and turn her around. After shifting positions, Sakura lay down backwards on the bed, resting her head on the pillows.

Hina kissed Sakura’s dark, rough skin and her bulging muscles as she meandered her way down her big girlfriends body. Sakura wore dress pants the party, so when Hina reached the buttons on top of her crotch, Hina undid the top of the pants and pulled them down to right above Sakura’s knees, giving Hina just enough room to place her head comfortably and give Sakura the best, and most, that she could.

She was admittedly nervous. Sakura had only cared about Hina’s happiness, and never her own, and Hina would hate to disappoint her girlfriend. After peppering a few tingly kisses on the inside of Sakura’s bulging thighs, Hina delivering a long, deep lick to the inside of Sakura, causing the bigger girl above her to throw back her head and moan. Sakura bent one arm and rested her hand behind her head, and the other hand went to hold onto Hina’s hair.

Immediately, Hina stuck her head up. She held Sakura’s hand, but shook her head. “Nuh uh, no helping me.” Hina said. “I want to prove to you I can do it all on my own. I’m a big girl.” She giggled.

“You don’t need to prove anything to be, my darling,” Sakura moaned, bringing her arm back up behind her head at Hina’s request.

Meanwhile, back in the den of Makoto’s house, Taka and Mondo were busy talking with the rest of the partygoers.

“Hey, where’s Hina and Sakura?” Sayaka brought up. “I swear I just saw them.”

Mondo overheard what she said, and immediately, his heart rate accelerated as he froze in place. Shit.

He had forgotten he had completely left the pair in the bedroom. We’re they locked in? No, that’s not possible. If they wanted to leave, they’d be out by now, right? Maybe they just need their privacy. Mondo panicked internally, but tried his best to keep it to himself.

“Hina….Oh my,” Sakura moaned, feeling Hina’s tongue as deep inside of her as it would go. Her legs gently crossed across Hina’s body that lay in between her legs, which Hina took as a sign that she needed to go harder. Hina wrapped her arms around Sakura’s legs, digging her nails into Sakura’s skin. Her tongue flicked rapidly, and sometimes she would wrap her lips around Sakura’s clit and start sucking.

This feeling was too much for Sakura, and she moaned deeply and loudly. Her back arched slightly, the bed groaning and creaking under her massive weight. The pleasure was clouding her mind so much she had practically forgotten that they were in a room surrounded by other people. A surge of panic flew through her body, and one hand launched towards her mouth to muffle her moans.

Hina raised her hand again. “Sakura...the fuck….? What are you doing? I wanna hear you!”

“Ahhh...Hina, dear. We might get caught….They’re right outside.” Sakura groaned into a whisper.

“Who gives a shit…?” Hina snapped. “I want to do this to you. Are you close…? We’ll be quick, I promise…”

Sakura was scared, but looked down her body to see the small yet determined girl in between her legs. Hina looked up at her with pleading eyes, and this struck Sakura right in her heart. She knew how bad Hina wanted this, so she rolled her head back again and removed her hands from her mouth, and placed them behind her pillow again. She tried to relax and release the tension in her muscles to let Hina do her thing.

Hina’s heart fluttered, realizing Sakura was letting her continue. She was determined to please her girlfriend as best as she could. Hina continued to dig her tongue into Sakura’s vagina, which was becoming more soaked the harder Hina worked.

“Good girl, Sakura. Just relax. You’re a good girl, you deserve this. Who gives a shit about anyone else at this party…” The vibrations of Hina’s voice against Sakura’s already sensitive vaginal area caused the martial artist to yell out of surprise pleasure. The hand she kept under the pillow gripped into tight fists, and sweat began to accumulate under her clothes.

“Hina, darling…” Sakura groaned. “I’m….ugh. You feel so good. I love you, I love you so much.”

Hina squealed and moaned, but didn’t want to stop herself from eating out Sakura. She really wanted to make her cum before they returned to the party.

Sakura melted into the bed, and felt her entire body going extra sensitive and tingly.

“You’re such a good girl…” Hina moaned. “Just let it all out…”

“Hinaaaaahhhhh….!!!” Sakura gritted her teeth together and breathed heavily before eliciting a low, guttural moan.

Then, a deafening silence flooded the entire room. As Sakura felt herself go off the edge, a deep knock rapped from the bedroom door.

“Hey, uh…” It was Mondo.

Hina and Sakura both remained completely silent, staring at each other in shock as their breathing raced.

“We’re gonna do ‘Never Have I Ever.’ I dunno why, ‘cuz that’s a kids game, but some of these people are plastered. Anyway, uh, sorry for locking you both in here.

Hina and Sakura remained in a shocked silence as they heard Mondo’s footsteps walk away from the bedroom door. Finally, the girl turned their heads and looked at each other, before breaking out in hysterical laughter.

“God, we’re so fucking disgusting!” Hina laughed. “No wonder people knew we were dating from the start. We can’t even keep our hands off each other for one stupid party!”

“Now, I wouldn’t say that…” Sakura smiled, her hand making its way to Hina’s head again to give her a good pat. “But I do love you very much. However, it is possible we have overstayed our welcome in this room.”

“Yeah, let’s go back out and join them. They won’t think anything happened, right?” Hina tried to catch her breath. “Jesus, it really is just like old times.”

“Of course. Let us go.” Hina exited from her laying position from within Sakura’s legs, and Sakura swung her legs over the bed to pull her pants back up. She buttoned the top of the pants together, and Hina dusted herself off before they took a deep breath and opened the door, back out to join the party.

Chihiro looked at Hina and Sakura emerge into the kitchen and waved them over. Hina and Sakura smiled. They loved having a dirty little secret. Nobody in this entire room saw what they just experienced. It was their own little intimate moment, a memory locked in their heads.

“Hifumi got donuts while he was out, Asahina.” Chihiro said. “You’ve always loved eating sweet stuff.”

Chapter Text

Sakura drove slowly and carefully through the dark back roads of a nearby small town. The roads were only dimly lit by the hazy headlights of Sakura's low sedan. Her and Hina had spent the night fooling around, going shopping, and hitting the town, but their date was far from over.

A mix of cheesy pop and hip hop music whispered from the radio. It was nice to have background noise, but the girls much preferred the sound of each other's voices.

As they approached the fork in the road that would lead them back to their home, Hina spoke up. "Wait, Sakura. Don't turn to go home yet. Go the other way. I know a spot around here that's really pretty at night."

Sakura smiled, a sense of relief filling her, since she was hoping this night wouldn't end. She took the opposite road, and continued to drive as Hina gave her directions to this mysterious location.

They finally arrived at a secluded alcove, overseeing a sparkling lake illuminated by the moonlight. The sharp pine trees encircled the border of the lake, gently swaying in the cool nighttime breeze.

“My, this is quite beautiful, Hina. Thank you for bringing me here. I had no idea this was even here.” Sakura said, staring intently at the beautiful scenery outside the car windshield.

“I know. Most people don’t know about this. Which is why it’s perfect.” Hina unbuckled her seat belt and climbed over the passenger seat to wiggle her way to the wide open backseat. There was more space, so she spread out her legs. “Join me back here, Sakura.” Hina patted the open seat space next to her.

Sakura was far too big to climb over the seat like Hina did, so she turned off the car and opened her door, climbing in through the car door adjacent to the back row. She sat next to her tinier girlfriend, and put her arm around her. Hina rested her head on Sakura’s big shoulder like she always did, and the pair stared out the clear windshield to appreciate the view of the moonlight dancing off the reflective water.

Hina looked up at Sakura’s chiseled face glowing in the silver light. She ran her fingers through her girlfriend’s platinum hair.

“Your hair looks beautiful in this light…” she said, “I mean, you always look beautiful, but…”

“Thank you, my dear.” Sakura smiled, glancing down at the girl near her shoulder. Sakura cupped Hina’s face. “You look particularly ravishing tonight.”

Hina blushed, and lowered her eyebrows into a seductive glare, locking eyes with Sakura. “Oh? Do I?”

Continuing to hold her face, Sakura leaned down, and pushed Hina back so she lay down completely on the back row of seats. “I cannot stress how terribly I want to please you under this beautiful night.” Sakura was now placed completely on top of Hina’s laying body, their faces dangerously close together.

Hina let out a low chuckle. “God, Sakura. You always make things so dramatic,” she moaned, closing the tiny distance in between them into a deep kiss. “It’s so hot…”

The liplock between the pair became more passionate, lips and tongues intertwining until it was impossible to tell whose was whose. Both girls were extremely greedy for each other.

Hina arched her hips against Sakura’s leg, and tried as best she could to rub her fiery crotch on Sakura’s leg. The bigger girl felt bad that she kept Hina waiting so long, and wasted no time trying to get her hand into Hina’s vagina.

She slid her massive hand under the rim of Hina’s shorts and massaged the outside of her cunt with her big fingers. Hina used the support of Sakura’s hand to leverage herself into a sitting-up position, and cupped Sakura’s face with both her hands to give a few last big kisses before taking her hands away to slide off her sports jacket and shirt. Sakura still had a free hand, so she silently insisted on removing Hina’s bra herself by sliding her fingers under the band of Hina’s bra that supported her ample boobs.

By sliding her hand under the bra, Sakura was able to grab one of Hina’s breasts, but didn’t want to stall for much longer, so she immediately slid the tight bra up and off of Hina’s shoulders and over her head. Finally, Hina’s slim and muscular body was mostly exposed to Sakura, dimly lit by the outside moonlight. Her big breasts dotted with dark nipples looked perfect to Sakura.

The martial artist wrapped her hand around Hina’s breast, groping her beautiful curves while also trying to push Hina back down again. She wanted this all to be beautiful for Hina; letting her relax and Sakura would do all the work.

The windows of the car had begun to fog up slightly. The passionate heat exchanged by the couple during the kissing had been the onset, but the temperature in the small confines of the car was about to rise drastically.

Sakura wrapped her mouth around Hina’s left nipple, sucking on it lightly as her other hand gently pushed itself inside Hina’s wet slit.

Hina moaned loudly at the surges of pleasure coming from multiple points of her body. Her arms wrapped tightly around Sakura’s neck as she kissed the top of her girlfriend’s head.

“Good girl, Sakura…” She muttered. “You’re such a good girl. You’re so good to me…”

Sakura grunted herself and slightly smiled at the praise. This motivated her to pump her fingers faster, which only made Hina moan louder and blush harder.

“Mmmmhhmmmm….it feels so good, Sakura..!!” Hina moaned.

“Anything for you, my dear.” Sakura smiled, raising herself up slightly to kiss Hina a quick kiss on the lips, before returning her mouth to pleasuring Hina via her nipples.

Hina’s legs wrapped around Sakura’s torso since Sakura had begun speeding up. Sakura’s massive and strong body giving big thrusts into Hina caused the small car to shake. The metal squeaked slightly as the car rocked back and forth at the leverage of both the girls, and the windows became foggier and more wet as the heat increased in the car, and the passion grew more intense between the two girls.

“Tell me...tell me you love me, Sakura…” Hina begged, as the pleasure began to build up inside her.

“You are the most….beautiful person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting….I am generally grateful for you to reciprocate my love...I am the luckiest person in the world to become this intimate with you...I love you, Asahina. I love you so much. You are my best friend, and I love you more than anything on this earth. I just want to please you, since I need you so much…” Sakura gasped from her long speech.

Hina’s eyes were shut tightly, and her whole body felt tingly and sensitive. She loved hearing anything that came in Sakura’s low, sultry voice, especially words of praise directed at her.

“You are so beautiful….So beautiful…” Sakura groaned, her fingers pumping wildly, her thumb playing with Hina’s clit, and her mouth continuing to wrap around Hina’s nipples when she wasn’t talking.

“I love you, Sakura…! I love you...so much…! I...love...you..!!” Hina whine slowly faded away as she arrived at climax. She squirted slightly onto Sakura’s fingers. The swimmer’s head rolled back, numb from pleasure.

Her head was perched right next to the steamy car window as Hina panted and tried to catch her breath. Sakura only did what she could find space for, and wrapped her arms around Hina’s small torso to snuggle next to her. Hina’s rippled abs could be slightly felt against the skin of Sakura’s face as Hina’s chest heaved up and down from her breaths.

The two exchanged light kisses as they stayed in embrace, continuing to glance at the moon who had kept watch on them all night.

“I do apologize…” Sakura stated. “This may have not been the most comfortable of arrangements.”

“Oh, shut up.” Hina giggled. “I loved it. And I love you, no matter what.” She gave Sakura one last kiss on the cheek.

The clock on the car’s dashboard read 1:38 AM. Sakura widened her eyes and laughed. “My, it’s late. Should we be getting home now?”

“Only if you’re driving,” Hina said. “I’m staying back here.”

“Very well. Shall I assist you in putting your clothes back on?”

“Who said I wanted to get dressed?”

The passenger window had a thick layer of steam on it. When she knew Sakura was watching, Hina used her finger to draw a heart.

“I love you.” She said.

“I love you more, Asahina. My darling."

"Sakura. My darling."

Chapter Text

“Are you ready for this, soldier?”

Mukuro’s ass was in the air, being held up by Sayaka. Muku was completely naked, and Sayaka was adorned in a black sports bra and camo pants with the strap-on wrapped around the outside.

“Yes sir.” She buried her head in her folded arms. In all honesty, Muku was terrified. But it was this fear that also excited her. In her years as a mercenary, she had learned to hide any sort of emotions, but she knew she was safe to be vulnerable with Sayaka.

“Alright, big boy. Show me how strong you’ve become.” Sayaka pushed down on the top of Muku’s back to give herself some leverage, and allowed her to pound her girlfriend even harder.

With her knees bent, Sayaka was mounted in the perfect breeding position. She thrust her hips back and forth, no planning on giving Muku any grace period. Or mercy.

The first half of the eight-inch strap-on dildo slid easily into Muku’s slick, wet vagina. Muku’s typically low voice let out a higher pitched moan, and lowered her head even further into the sheets.

“God, you’re fuckin’ tight…” Sayaka grunted, giving Muku a swift spank across her ass. “What’s got you so worked up, kid? Can’t loosen up for your master?”

“I’m...I’m sorry, sir…” Muku whimpered from the compromising submissive position she was in. She squeaked and whined from every deep thrust that was plowed into her. Slowly but surely, Sayaka was able to gradually slide more and more of the dildo into Mukuro.

Slight wet and squishy noises could be heard from the intense friction of the dildo. Sayaka was working harder and harder, and her breathing became louder.

“Are you ready to give up, soldier? I could keep doin’ this all day! You wanna tap out? Can handle a good, strong training, you little wimp?”

“I’m so...so sorry, sir…” Muku squeaked. “Please….go harder...ruin me, sir. I deserve it…!” Muku tried reaching out to grab a pillow to grab onto, but Sayaka immediately put a stop to it.

“How about you shut the fuck up and let me do what I want?!” Sayaka barked. “And don’t you dare think of moving without my permission! You’re taking this raw, and handling it like the big girl you are..!”

Muku nodded ever so slightly, and moved her arms out of the crossed position they were in. Now they inched their way above her head as she tugged on the sheets above.

Sayaka had been grabbing Muku’s bum this whole time, but eventually leaned further down to wrap her arms around Muku’s torso. She was closer to Mukuro’s head now, and was able to speak in her ear more intimately.

“You worthless little shit…” she growled. “You’re just a stupid little plaything for me, aren’t you?”

“Please...sir…” was drawn out by Muku in the quietest voice, but just loud enough for Sayaka to hear. She couldn’t say much of anything else as she began getting choked up.

“What’s wrong?” Sayaka huffed. “The big, strong soldier can’t handle an appropriate training? Pathetic.”

“Sir….” Muku whined. That’s when Sayaka heard a little sniffle.

Water had begun to accumulate around the basin of Muku’s eyes, and it was only a matter of time before some small tears were able to escape and stream down her face.

Sayaka saw this, and knew that Muku loved it when she fucked with her emotions, not just her body.

She laughed haughtily. “What’s the matter, private? Ha ha ha! Crying from such a mediocre training exercise. What a goddamn loser. What, do you need your mommy?”

“N-no, sir...I’m so sorry, sir..” Muku sniffled, and the tears only became bigger and falling faster. “It feels...so good, sir...I’m so lucky….”

“Oh, save me the stupid pity talk.” Sayaka barked. “And just take it like the little fucktoy you are. Don’t get my sheets dirty with your stupid tears, got it?”

“I’m sorry, sir…” Mukur frowned, and her eyes were shut tight from the sheer amount of pleasure coursing through her body.

Sayaka loved seeing Mukuro cry, and only wanted to make her sob more. Muku never showed much emotion, so when Sayaka could make her cry in a sexual sense, it was a huge turn-on.

Sayaka then reached her hand out to get a handful of Mukuro’s shortly cut hair. She then yanked her head up so Muku couldn’t mute herself anymore.

Hot tears began to race down Muku’s face, and she yelled out loud as her head was pulled into the air. The beads slid down her face and hugged her jawline as they eventually dripped off her chin. Her eyes felt stingy and irritated from sobbing so much, and it was only going to continue until Sayaka decided it was time to stop.

"Had enough yet, soldier?

“N-no, sir...I wanna cum, please...sir.”

“Are you sure you can handle it, big boy?”

“Yessir! Please, sir! I need you so bad, sir! I need you, sir!”

“God, what a loser. You’re pathetic, private. Such a crybaby”

“Yessss...I know, sir! Please sir! Just please let me...”

Sayaka started to gently stroke up and down Muku’s back, a sign that Muku was safe, and Sayaka was going to start being gentle with her. “Shhhh shhhh shhhh, it’s okay. Calm down, baby. It’s okay. Mommy’s right here. I’m right here. Just cum when you feel good and ready, okay sweetheart?”

Muku’s head bobbed up and down, and the comfort offered by Sayaka only made her sob even more. It felt so good to be vulnerable.

“Thank you, Sayaka, thank you. I love you…”

“I love you too, baby. Just let it all out. You’re safe with me.”

A soft kiss when pressed onto Mukuro’s cheek as she melted into orgasm. Her muscles clamped tightly around the shaft of the silicone cock, and her hands gripped the sheets with an incredible force. Muku gritted her teeth together and breathed heavily, little droplets of spit flying off of her face along with the streaming tears.

As Sayaka sensed her relaxation, she dismounted her girlfriend and let her slump onto the bed. Still in her “military” clothes, Sayaka unstrapped the dildo and tossed it aside to lay beside Mukuro and comfort her. Muku lay on her side, and Sayaka spooned her by wrapping her arms around her torso. Sayaka could feel the slightly raised bumps of Mukuro’s abs as her stomach heaved in and out as she breathed.

One of Sayaka’s arms reached up to Muku’s freckled face and wiped away any stray tears that continued to fall. With every wet droplet she felt, Sayaka delivered a soft comforting kiss to the back of Muku’s head through her hair.

A tiny smile cracked across Muku’s face as Sayaka embraced her as she continued to sniffle. After she caught her breath and calmed down, she managed to speak.

Her eyes remained softly shut. “Thank you, Sayaka. I really loved that. It always feels so...liberating.”

“You did just a good job.” Sayaka rubbed her girlfriend’s arm. “You’re a real trooper, Ikusaba.”

Chapter Text

It was a delicious dinner that night. Shrimp curry, prepared by Kirumi, of course. After all the students in their class had dinner together, Kaede invited Tenko to her room for advice on her latest original piano sonata.

“Oh, I don’t really know. I mean, your music always sounds beautiful to me. I don’t really have a good ear for the technical stuff of music.” Tenko blushed as she put her and Kaede’s dishes into the kitchen.

“Oh come on!” Kaede whined. “I just want to show it to you. I feel like you’d really like it. It just seems so...you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Tenko scrunched her eyebrows together.

“Well, come visit my room with me to find out, silly!” Kaede wrapped her arm around Tenko’s elbow, tugging her outside of the kitchen.

How could she say no? Kaede was so pretty, and had been very nice to Tenko in the past. It was the least she could do to listen to a stupid little piano piece for a few minutes.

Kaede and Tenko walked arm and arm out of the kitchen all the way to Kaede’s room. When they entered through the door, Kaede instructed Tenko to go on the bed. “It’s far more comfortable,” she insisted.

Tenko climbed up on the bed and sat up politely, assuming Kaede would sit down at her piano and just get it over with. Kaede had some other interesting plans.

“No, no, no. Lay down, Tenko. On your back. That way you can feel more in tune with the music.”

Now Tenko was bewildered. “What is that….what? What are you even talking about, Kaede? You’re really confusing me.”

“Just do it, okay? Plus, wouldn’t you be way more comfortable? You’ve probably been working so hard all day, so just relax and I’ll try my best to soothe you.

Tenko let out a deep sigh and shrugged. She slowly lowered herself as Kaede instructed, and lay down on the bed, her head stopping just short of the pillows.

Kaede took her seat at the piano bench and played a few various chords. Tenko didn’t notice anything special about it; all piano sounds the same.

"Do you think it sounds alright? I don't know if the harmonies clash or not…"

"I dunno...it's fine…" Tenko muttered, growing frustrated. What was the point in this? Oh well, anything to make Kaede happy.

Kaede turned her head and noticed Tenko laying stiff on the bed. She stood up off the piano bench and, in one smooth, solid motion, she hooked one leg around Tenko's torso to hoist herself up onto the bed, and straddled Tenko's tight, muscular torso. Tenko flinched at Kaede's sudden contact, and squirmed under Kaede trying to mount.

Kaede leaned down, gripping on Tenko's shoulders. "Are you even listening? You seem so bored. That's so rude of you, Tenko!" Kaede pouted.

"Nononono! I'm sorry, I just don't know much about music and stuff like that. It all sounds the same….I mean, yours always sounds great...I mean…" Tenko panicked.

"After everything I've done for you…and you can't even bother to show me some respect…!"

Tenko felt her heart speed up. "I'm sorry, Kaede! I'm sorry! Ahhh…."

"Shhhh. You need to be quiet, Tenko. Stop talking so much when you don't need to."

"Yes m-ma'am...sorry…" Tenko's voice trailed off.

"Ha. Don't think you're getting off that easily. Naughty girls who speak up with an attitude need their sass to be silenced and kept under control. And I think I have the perfect idea…"

Tenko gulped, and nodded desperately, trying to show Kaede she agreed.

"Maybe my playing wasn't up to your standards because my seat was uncomfortable. That rickety old piano bench is ages old and covered in splinters. I believe a world-class pianist like me deserves a more elegant seat, no?"

Tenko nodded again, trying not to speak, since that's what got Kaede angry before. She prayed that Kaede couldn't feel the growing hardness from between Tenko's legs.

"And, my…" Kaede said, cupping Tenko's cheek in her hand. "You look awfully comfortable."

Tenko began to sweat. What did she mean by that? Her wrists trembled like a leaf under Kaede's grasp.

"Awww, why are you shaking so much?" Kaede cooed. "Don't worry, I'll be nice to you. And I can tell you're already getting excited." She winked.

Fuck. Tenko was in trouble now.

Kaede pat Tenko's cheek. "Now, let's get you put back in your place, hmm? Let's teach you how to be respectful to pretty girls."

Kaede lifted her right leg and swung it around Tenko's torso in order to rotate herself. Kaede then sat up on her knees, shuffled backwards so her ass under her skirt was dangerously close to Tenko's face.

Finally, she lowered herself downward, her big, soft, cushiony butt wrapped around Tenko's face. Kaede rested her hands on Tenko's thighs and tried to jiggle her bum a little bit.

"There you go. Good girl. Now stay nice and still.” Kaede adjusted herself slightly to find the most comfortable spot within the confines of Tenko’s facial features. Then she giggled, running her hand up and down Tenko’s thigh sympathetically. “You don't need to breathe, right Tenky?"

Tenko nodded her head as best she could. Poor Tenko was essentially sandwiched between two heavenly soft pillows; the ones on the bed behind her head, and Kaede's goddess rear. She much preferred the latter.

Kaede could see a growing pole in between Tenko’s legs, so Kaede gently grazed it with the back of her hand to make it twitch. Tenko’s leg muscles tightened in a quick spasm, and Kaede could feel Tenko flinch under her bum.

“Uh oh, someone’s excited!” Kaede laughed. “What a little pervert you are.”

Kaede then hooked her thumbs around the elastic waistline of Tenko’s sweatpants. Dammit… Tenko thought. Why did she always have to wear soft or loose clothing that made her erections that much more obvious?

With an evil smirk, Kaede hooked her thumbs around the hem of Tenko’s shorts and pulled them down just far enough so her hard dick shot up. Tenko squirmed under Kaede’s weight, her legs gently kicking at the feeling of cool air on her flesh.

“Good lord, you’re lucky I’m here to sit on you, Tenky. You’re so aggravated and honey you’d be going wild if I wasn’t here to control you. Well, I shouldn’t keep my baby girl waiting any longer, no?” Kaede said, wile gently wrapping her fingers around Tenko’s erect cock. She stroked the shaft up and down to get Tenko as hard as she would get.

Tenko whined and squirmed. The squeaking coming from the martial artist was muffled by Kaede’s voluptuous curves, and Kaede could feel the poor girl below her already starting to pant like a wild animal, desperate for any air she could get.

“God, if you were seriously this agitated and built up, Tenky, you could have just told me. You know I’d be more than happy to please you. You know how aggressive you get when you’re pent up and horny, dear. Good thing I’m here to restrain you.

Tenko whined under Kaede’s cheeks. Luckily, her hands weren’t restrained, so she moved them up to wrap them around Kaede’s thighs. With her extra bit of leverage, Tenko could strain her neck muscles to raise her head ever-so-slightly, and gave Kaed soft little kisses on her buttcheeks.

Kaede’s skin shivered at the surprising, stinging contact of Tenko’s lips. Kaede smiled, leaning downward to cushion herself onto Tenko even more. Keeping herself supported with one hand on Tenko’s thigh, Kaede gave a quick squeeze to the martial artist’s muscular leg as she sped up her stroking on Tenko’s rock hard penis.

“My! What a good girl you are, Tenko! No wonder all the girls at this school are in love with you...you’re so nice to girls, and you know how to treat them! It’s wonderful that a girl like you knows her place.”

Tenko tried nodding under Kaede’s ass, hoping she could feel it, but Kaede was pressing down all her weight, and Tenko could barely move her head.

Tenko’s legs spasmed as Kaede continued to stroke her cock. “Getting close, Tenky?” She sang. ‘I can feel your horny little cock twitching, just begging to release. You’d love it if I just crushed your face with my ass and things right now, woulnd’t you, Tenky? You, bad, bad girl.”

Tenko frantically nodded, and Kaede could feel Tenko’s hot breath racing, trying to obtain any possible oxygen. “Naughty little thing…” Kaede giggled.

Tenko moaned and squeaked under the suffocating curves of Kaede’s chubby body. Her legs writhed all around, the physical sensations from Kaede’s delicate hands causing her dick to go closer and closer to the edge.

“Mmmmppphhh…! MMMPPPHH!” Tenko tried to scream, but Kaede’s cushioning made her much too quiet. Kaede looked down at her little girl and gave an evil smirk, even though Tenko couldn’t see it.

“Shhh, you’re okay, Tenky. Just relax and let it all go whenever you’re ready.”

A few agonizing seconds go by, and just under a minute later, Kaede felt Tenko’s extremely built up cock explode, leaking jizz all over Kaede’s hand, and a lot spilled onto Tenko’s clothes and the bedsheets below her. Kaede looked at the mess that was on her hand, and began to slowly lick it off like a cat.

At a torturously slow pace, Kaede slid her body forward, moving her ass off of Tenko’s face. The ejaculation had been surprisingly exhausting to Tenko, so she didn’t even try to push Kaede out of the way, rather she just lay where she was.

When Kaede finally slid herself off of Tenko’s face, Tenko’s neck craned upwards as she took a huge, deep gasp. Tenko was panting furiously, appreciating every molecule of the cool, fresh air she was now granted.

Kaede finished licking the last drops of Tenko’s semen off her hand, and used that hand to give Tenko a quick pat on the cheek and a kiss on the forehead. “I’ll let you get cleaned up, okay? Just lock my bedroom door when you leave, okay?”

Tenko nodded, staring Kaede in the face. Kaede smiled sweetly, and headed towards her bedroom door to leave.

“Oh, by the way,” Kaede paused with her hand on the doorknob. “What did you think of my piano piece?”

Tenko, still panting, responded “Music to my ears.”

Chapter Text

Kirumi prided herself on fulfilling any request she was given, and all her attention had been given to her classmates since attending school. Today in particular, she wanted to spoil her friends by preparing an extravagant Japanese meal for her classmates with all the fixings.

For the most part, every student enjoyed Kirumi's meal and showed their gratitude towards her, finishing everything on their plate.

Of course, there was one outlier. Kirumi had been keeping her eye on this person in case she decided to cause trouble, and her suspensions only got higher as her suspect refused to finish the rest of her meal, and acted rather rudely. 

Everyone had finished as much as they could to show Kirumi how much the enjoyed it, but there was one person who hadn’t almost even touched what was on their plate.

“Miu,” Kirumi uttered. “Can you please stay here a minute?” 

Miu rolled her eyes. Everyone else was putting away their dishes and leaving. Why couldn’t she just throw away her crap? “The fuck you want, mommy?” She sneered. 

“You didn’t finish your meal. In fact, you barely touched it. Is something wrong? Are you feeling sick?”

Miu scoffed. “No..! I just wasn’t hungry, and it tasted like crap anyway. I’m also on a diet. I can’t eat the gross shit you make if I wanna keep my goddess-like figure.”

“Is that so?” Kirumi said in a loud whisper. Her face remained frozen still, except for an eyebrow she raised. “If that is the case, then please give me your constructive criticism. I always try to deliver my best work, and if there is anything you…”

“God, just shut up! I’m not in the mood for this. I’m really busy tonight, and I can’t stay here listening to your stupid voice!” Miu barked.

Kirumi was boiling inside, but she couldn’t tell what it was from; anger or lust? Whatever the case, she did a great job of hiding it, because her face and body did its best to remain emotionless and demure. She slowly nodded, almost as if to admit defeat. “Very well. If that is all, you may go.”

“Fuckin’ finally…” Miu muttered, turning around and heading towards the exit of the dining room. She didn’t pay much attention to the loud clack of Kirumi’s shoes walking behind her, until they were close enough to the point when Miu couldn’t move. 

Kirumi has snuck up behind the inventor and grabbed her by the wrists. She held Miu’s hands over her head, and held them against the wall. Kirumi’s body pressed itself against Miu’s, so the fiery-mouthed inventor was practically rendered immobile. 

“Kirumi...what the fuck…?!” Miu tried to spit back at Kirumi and show her fearlessness, but she was honestly terrified of what Kirumi was doing. And why. 

Miu fought and squirmed under Kirumi’s grasp, but the thin maid was stronger than she looked, and kept Miu restrained as best she could. As Miu tried to speak, Kirumi lowered her own face, putting her mouth nexts to Miu’s ear and lowering her voice.

“Stop fighting. You’re only going to make it worse for yourself.” 

“Wh-what?!” Miu screamed, trying to fight harder. That sentence set her fear into overdrive. She strained her arms trying to pull them out of Kirumi’s grasp, and tried to kick back her feet to get the maid’s body off of her. 

“K-Kirumi….” Miu mewled.

“Do you know what happens to naughty little girls who don’t finish their meals?” Kirumi barked quietly in Miu’s ear again. “There’s only one way to discipline spoiled brats like you.”

With that, Kirumi pulled Miu’s hands off of the wall, but still maintained a vice grip on Miu’s wrists. Fortunately, they were in the dining room, and plenty of posh chairs aligned the border of the table. Kirumi kicked out the one that was closest to her and sat down in it. Her hands then pulled on Miu’s wrists, tugging her downwards and folding in half over Kirumi’s knees that stuck out from her sitting position on the chair.

“Well, you certainly came prepared for this…” Kirumi chuckled as she lifted up Miu’s short skirt. “A tiny skirt with thin panties underneath? It’s like you were practically begging for me to give you a good spanking.”

“Sp-spanking…?” Miu sputtered. “Kirumi, what the fu….?”

“Watch that mouth, young lady, or I’ll continue to add onto your punishment.” Kirumi cut her off. “And stop kicking. The more you put up a fight, the harder this is going to be for you.”

Kirumi decided she was wasting too much time, and pulled down Miu’s skirt and panties with one finger, gently sliding them down Miu’s legs until gravity pooled the fabrics at Miu’s ankles. 

Despite Kirumi’s warnings from earlier, Miu continued to violently thrash her legs and scream. “Kirumi..!! Stop..! Stop treating me like a child…! I’m not a little girl, so you can’t punish me like one…!”

Without hesitating, Kirumi delivered a quick yet hard smack onto Miu’s exposed buttcheeks. The echo rattled hauntingly throughout the dining room, and Miu only continued to scream even louder. Her nails dug into Kirumi’s calves as she winced and hung her head. Kirumi pretended not to notice or care, and continued delivering swift slaps to Miu’s bum.

One, two, three, four more. Five. Ten. Fifteen.

Miu’s ass had become too sore to move her legs intensely like she did before, so they hung there like a ragdoll’s legs, only fliching when Kirumi delivered her painful smacks one after another. “St-stop, Kirumi, please! Please, stop! I’ve learned my lesson! I won’t do it again, okay? This is so embarrassing…!”

Sixteen. Seventeen. 

“If you didn’t act like a child, I wouldn’t have to treat you like one. But since you insist on constantly being a spoiled brat, there’s nothing else I can do.”

The more Kirumi spanked Miu, the more Miu’s ass grew redder and more sensitive. This made every spank that much more painful; an exponential increase. 

“Even if you scream and cry, I will continue your punishment until I am satisfied.”

Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty.

If she keeps spanking me like this, my ass’ll probably go numb and I won’t even feel it anymore. But she wouldn’t be that nice. Miu thought. 

The hits were becoming almost unbearably painful. Her ass stung, and she squirmed at any sort of contact to her newly sensitive skin. 

From below her, Kirumi heard light sniffling. She peered down over Miu’s shoulder, and saw the inventor trying to hide her face, but it was painfully obvious to Kirumi. 

Miu was crying.

An evil grin grew over Kirumi’s face. Seeing Miu so compromised only made Kirumi want to hit her harder.

Three more in a quick succession.

Miu jerked herself and screamed, hot tears burning her cheeks as they rolled down her face. 

“Awww, are you seriously crying from a little spanking?” Kirumi pouted in a voice of fake concern. She laughed in a low, sultry voice. “Imagine, a girl your age and your intelligence and beauty crying over a spanking. That must be terribly embarrassing, huh Miu?”

Miu used any strength she had to raise her neck and nod her head, making sure Kirumi could see it. Was this it? Was her humiliation finally over?

“Good. Then it’s working.” Kirumi laughed.

Miu screamed. Oh my God. The bitch.

“You’re….you’re evil…” Miu cried. 

“You will learn to thank me,” Kirumi said. “This is for your own good, after all. 

More. More. More. 

This whole time, Kirumi’s left arm held Miu in place while the right hand, the dominant one, was used to deliver the spanks. After a good twenty or thirty spanks later, Kirumi softly rubbed Miu’s bright-red buttcheeks and giggled.

Miu’s chest heaved, her stomach hurting from Kirumi’s knees uncomfortably digging into her torso. A sense of false relief filled her, because she couldn’t tell if this had been the end or not.

“A-are you done?” Miu shivered. “P-please! I’ve been good! I’ve been so good, right? I handled my punishment like a good girl! So there’s no more, right? I learned my lesson! I’m a big girl! I’ll be good!”

The poor pink-clad girl draped over Kiurmi’s legs begged desperately. Kirumi could feel Miu’s heart racing and her entire body shivering. 

Kirumi was done with the spanking, but she wasn;t done with Miu.

A gloved hand that had been rubbing Miu’s stinging bottom gently slid its way in between Miu’s legs. The inventor found it fruitless to fight, and let Kirumi slip in with ease.

Kirumi’s eyes widen at what she felt.

“I know you’re nothing but a horny little slut…” Kirumi said, “But are you really constantly this wet?”

Miu choked. “Wh-what?” Her head tilted upwards slightly. 

Kirumi’s finger’s gently massaged the outside of Miu’s vagina before widening her eyes. “Oh my God.” The realization had filled her with a god-like pride. 

“You were enjoying this, weren't you, you little shit?”

“Wh-what? N-NO! Nothing like that! I mean, I just…” Miu panicked,

Without any warning, Kirumi forced her hands into Miu’s opening. Miu’s neck flew her head upwards, her goggles starting to slide off her hair. She screamed and moaned, ashamaned of how much this had turned her on.

“My, what a naughty little girl you are…” Kirumi laughed. “Getting this aroused from a spanking from mommy? A dirty little thing you are…” Her fingers pumped at a low, teasing speed in and out of Miu.

Miu’s body became limp, all the muscles within her becoming limp from pleasure. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her nails tearing at Kirumi’s leggings.

Kirumi noticed Miu’s moans of pleasure and felt her vaginal muscles clamping tightly around her gloves. “See what happens to little girls who behave? Now, mommy can treat you.”

“P-PLEASE!! Let me cum, Kirumi! I’ll be a good girl! I’ll never be rude to you or anyone ever again!! Pleasepleaseplease!!” 

“Is that so?” Kirumi cocked her head, speeding up her fingers and experimenting to see if they would go in deeper. 

“YESYESYESYES!!!” Miu screamed. “I’ll be good! I…”

“Hush, now, babygirl. That’s enough.” Kirumi moaned, petting Miu’s hair as she slid her fingers out of Miu, and gently rolled her off her legs. The limp inventor fell to the floor and gazed up at Kirumi in disbelief.

“Wh-what? You said…you said you’d let me cum! Please, Kirumi! I thought you were going to treat me!” Miu growled, but powerless on the floor.

Kirumi simply stood up off the chair and casually brushed off her skirt with her hands. “Well my dear, then it wouldn’t be a punishment, now would it?”

Chapter Text

Miu glanced across the classroom and saw Kaede and Tenko giggling with each other. Kaede was turned around in her desk, laughing stupidly at whatever Tenko said. Tenko blushed like an awkward schoolgirl, reveling in the attention from the pretty girl.

According to Miu, it was the wrong pretty girl giving her all the attention.

Miu didn’t think it was fair. She knew Kaede practically had Tenko on a leash, and knew the martial artist would do whatever for the blonde pianist. This made Miu extremely jealous. She loved Kaede, but hated her at this moment. She wanted Tenko all for herself for once. Fortunately, she was a crafty inventor, and had an idea to get Tenko into her bedroom.

Miu sulked for the rest of class, constantly staring at Kaede and Tenko, loathing every interaction they had with each other. When they were dismissed, Miu practically bolted out of her seat in desperation to pull Tenko aside in the hallway after class.

When she saw an opening, Miu yanked Tenko by the arm and gripped her tightly. “Gaaah..!” Tenko yelped, startled by the unexpected manhandling. When she finally realized who her grabber was, she started sweating. This could mean trouble.

“Oh, uh…hey Miu. What’s going on? Where are we going?”

Miu stopped, and looked Tenko in her face and smiled, suddenly taking on a nicer tone after realizing she may have spooked Tenko a little bit. “Oh, I am so sorry..! I just needed to get you away from that crowd of people to tell you something.”

Tenko shifted awkwardly as she stood. “O-of course,” she said. “What is it? You can tell me anything.”

Miu noticed that Tenko looked nervous. “Oh, it’s nothing huge. Don’t worry! It’s just that…well, I have a weird sort of invention I’m designing back in my room that I will eventually develop to be used for training soldiers and Olympic athletes. You’re the strongest person I know, so I was just wondering if you’d like to come try it out in my room so I could possibly work any kinks out?”

“Uhhh…” Tenko thought for a second. She was scared of saying no to Miu, but she was also terrified of what Miu actually had in store for her. Miu wasn’t exactly known as being a saint around school.

Then again, Miu did say Tenko was the strongest girl she knew. So if any funny business really went down, Tenko could easily fight her way out of it, right?

Right…?

“Yeah, sure. I’m available whenever.” Tenko shrugged calmly.

Miu perked up, excited and relieved that Tenko actually said yes. “Perfect!” She said, grabbing Tenko by the arm again, but lightly this time. “Let’s do it right now, hmmm?” 

Tenko wasn’t given a chance to respond as Miu had already started walking. Miu could feel her heart race faster and her skin heating up hotter the closer she got to the dorms, and her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her ribcage once she found the door to her dorm. She fumbled with the knob, but then eventually managed to open the door and shoved Tenko inside more harsher than she had anticipated.

Tenko stumbled in, and more anxiously shut the door behind her. Tenko's heart dropped when she was positive she heard a lock click. Miu was running on autopilot, trying to run around her room finding the "invention" she had in mind for Tenko.

"Stand right there," Miu said, pointing to the side of her bed. Tenko gave a simple nod and tried her best to stand still, despite the fear that raced through her since entering Miu's room.

After a few moments of Tenko hearing metal clanking from another tucked away room, Miu eventually emerged holding an odd skeleton-like apparatus. 

"See this? It attaches to the arms and legs of a person and automatically moves you body for you, making training much more easier and less straining on the human body. You can get much more done without even feeling a thing!"

"Wow…" Tenko breathed awkwardly. "That's pretty cool, Miu. Looks like you worked hard on it."

"Yeah, but it's alright. Anything for you…Tenky…"

Tenko felt her heart rate speed up and sweat began to form under her armpits. Only Kaede called her 'Tenky', and that's when she's trying to seduce her. 

Miu threw her contraption to the side without much care. "Okay, you need to undress first so we can't put this on you."

Tenko scoffed, taken aback. "W-wait, you mean get fully naked?"

Miu rolled her eyes. "Oh, come on, Tenko. Every girl in this school knows what you're packing under there; it's no secret. Hell, half of them have probably seen you naked. It's not a big deal."

Crap. Tenko wasn't as easy to break as Miu thought she'd be. I thought she was a good girl and was needlessly kind, which is why all the girls wanted to fuck her. Miu thought. Oh well, it didn't matter. Miu was confident in her ability to seduce anyone.

"Well, if you don't wanna undress completely, that's fine. You can probably just take your pants off and we can get it on from there." Miu groaned, slightly frustrated at Tenko's resilience. 

Tenko heaved a heavy sigh. "Fine. Fine." 

Miu perked up immediately, and almost raced towards Tenko to take off her pants herself, but she didn't want to spook Tenko too bad, so she held herself back, watching Tenko gently slide her loose track shorts down her thighs. Until they pooled at her legs, kicking them off to the side. 

Tenko wore tight gray boxer shorts under her pants, and the bulge of her cock made itself prominent in between her legs. Miu bit her lips, visualizing what it could look like underneath. However, she was getting impatient.

“For the love of Christ….” she spat, stomping over towards Tenko. She knelt down in front of the martial artist’s massive bulge and hooked her fingers around the waistband of Tenko’s boxers. 

Tenko jumped, trying to pull away from Miu, obviously startled. “Miu..! What the…? What are you doing?”

“Just stand still,” Miu hummed. “We both know how bad you want this…”

“Miu, I don’t…”

“Hush, hush. Be a good girl and stand still. Trust me, I’ll make you feel amazing.”

Tenko blushed deeply. Crap. With Miu, she should have seen this coming.

Still, she wasn’t against it.

“Y-yes, Miu…” Tenko groaned.

Miu smiled, and gave Tenko a pat on her thigh. “That’s a good girl. I knew you’d come to your senses eventually.” With that, Miu’s fingers pulled down on Tenko’s underwear, letting it pool at her feet. 

Miu then glared at the elephant in the room, staring right back at her in the face. Tenko’s massive cock, the one that had been renowned by girls all around the school. Even though it was flacid and not fully erect, it looked intimidating. Miu’s heart began to race, a mix of fear and excitement. Shit. Could she really do this?

There was no time for either of the girls to think. Miu was already on her knees, so there was no backing out now. With her left hand, she held onto Tenko's thigh right below her butt to keep herself steady, then used her other hand to grasp Tenko's penis in her hand and stroke it up and down. She started out slow, not wanting to hurt the poor girl, then gradually went faster, and slightly twisting her wrists for any extra pleasure she could give.

Tenko blushed and bit her bottom lip as she tilted her head down to look at Miu. Little whines came from the martial artist's mouth.

Miu looked up at her big girl, and wanted some action of her own before Tenko got fully hard. While still stroking her cock, Miu used her free hand to gently lift up Tenko's shirt, exposing her ripped abs underneath. Miu moaned at the sight, and licked her teeth before spreading her tongue across Tenko's chest muscles. Miu felt her tongue bump smoothly up and down over Tenko's tight, rippled stomach, giving the girl the appreciation she deserves.

"Fuck…" Miu said, before placing a final kiss on Tenko's abs. "This is so fucking hot. Who's my big strong girl, Tenky? Hmmm? Who's a big strong girl?"

Tenko nodded, smiling slightly from the compliment. "I-I am…" she moaned. "I'm a strong girl…"

"Yes you are, sweetie. You ready for a treat?" 

Tenko's head bobbed up and down, her hear beating furiously.

“I…I’m a big, strong girl…”

“Yes you are…and you’d like a little treat, wouldn’t you?” Miu said, lowering herself slightly and continuing to stroke Tenko’s excited, hungry penis, even though it was fully erect.

Tenko bobbed her head up and down quickly, letting out a short little laugh mixed with a breath of relief.

“That’s a good girl,” Miu said, before stroking her hand to the bottom of Tenko’s shaft, and wrapping her lips around the tip. Tenko groaned at the feeling of Miu’s moist lips around her sensitive skin, lowering her head to see the strawberry blonde hair going down on her. Miu slid the shaft of the cock further down her throat, making slight gagging noises as she went further down.

Tenko placed her hand on the back of Miu’s head to give her some direction, but Miu immediately pulled away. “Uh uh. Nope.” Miu snapped. “I’m in charge here. If you wanna feel good, you need to do as I say, deal?”

Tenko’s mind was so foggy from arousal that she didn’t have the capacity to think critically, so she blindly muttered a “Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry, ” before completely removing her hands and letting Miu do her thing.

Miu chuckled, continuing to shove Tenko’s cock deeper and deeper down her throat. She sucked hard, causing her skin to cave in around her cheekbones. Her expert tongue played around with Tenko’s penis, indulging herself in every taste across her tongue. 

Miu’s head bobbed up and down the shaft quickly, her hair bouncing as Tenko continued to whine and tears accumulating in her eyes. 

“Miu….Miu…!” Tenko called out after a few minutes of ecstasy. “I’m gonna…I’m real close…I just..”

Miu didn’t want to pull her mouth away and tease Tenko; that would have been way to mean. Rather, her hands that she had used to grip Tenko’s hips gave a quick pinch to tell the horny martial artist to just shut up and let it all happen.

Tenko’s hands dangled limply at her sides, but as she came, she had no choice but to grip onto Miu’s shoulders for support, as the feeling coursing through her body made her legs go numb. A short burst of Tenko’s semen burst its way into Miu’s mouth, and Miu swallowed it all proudly before standing up, with Tenko still leaning on her for support.

“That…that felt so good, Miu. Thank you. Now, what about the…?”

Miu cut her off by laughing wildly. “God, just shut up, Tenky. You’re not getting away that easily. I saw how hard you get, and your little penis was just begging to be unloaded some more. I know there’s so much more you want to do to me, you horny pig. You’re just lucky I wanna let you do it.

“Uhh…”

A frustrated Miu grabbed Tenko by the wrist and yanked her to the bed. Miu threw Tenko down onto the mattress rather violently, and the inventor straddled right on top of her.

“You’re not going anywhere, so long as I’m here.” Miu growled, before leaning down over Tenko’s body to give her an intense kiss on the lips. Tenko only assumed it was best to do what Miu wanted, and wrapped her arms around Miu’s torso in an attempt to bring her in closer. 

Miu drove her tongue into Tenko’s mouth, and Tenko returned the favor by massaging it. After Miu was satisfied, she pulled away so she was sitting above Tenko yet again. 

Weird. This position was definitely giving Tenko some sex deja vu.

“You taste so good, Tenky.” Miu said before fingering a strand of hair behind her ear. “Now, grab me and flip me over. I want you on top of me. Try not to hurt yourself.”

Tenko furrowed her eyebrows at the crude remark, but did her best to comply with Miu’s orders anyway. Tenko sat up and rested her head on Miu's shoulders while wrapping her arms around the small waist. With ease, Tenko’s muscular arms lifted Miu up just enough so she could adjust their positioning, and Tenko then turned their bodies around before letting Miu rest on the mattress, her hair splaying out against the pillows.

With her head still buried in Miu’s neck, Tenko gave soft bites followed by kisses in an effort to please the inventor in any way she could think of. 

“Alright, that’s enough.” Miu barked through a toothy smile. “Now, you’re gonna take off my skirt and panties, and fuck me until you’ve rearranged my guts, got it?”

Panting, Tenko appeared slightly confused, but moved nimbly to position her excited crotch in between Miu’s legs. Without a word, the skirt and panties were thrown off the side of the bed, and Tenko planted light kisses on the insides of Miu’s thighs before kneeling her body upright.

Tenko used her own hand to stroke her cock and get it ready for entrance, and after a little leakage of precum, she gently slid her penis into Miu, causing a loud but breathy moan to escape from the girl above her.

Tenko’s thrusts started out slowly, and both the girls moaned in harmony. 

“Am I…am I doing good, Miu…?” Tenko gasped.

“That’s it…yeah. Good girl. Don’t be afraid to speed up…I want..I want you to pump me full of your babies…!”

Tenko blinked, and glanced at Miu to make sure she heard her right. She definitely knew it was time to speed up, so that’s precisely what she did. Her strong thighs were working overtime sliding her shaft in and out of Miu’s soaked and surprisingly tight entrance.

“Miu…I..”

“Sh-shut the fuck up..!” Miu yelped. “You talk too…damn much…Faster, faster!!”

“Faster, faster..!” Tenko repeated, attempting to penetrate as deep as she could go, almost positive she was reaching her womb. The skin of their thighs clapped against each other, and noises of wet skin slowly filled the room as both girls became sweatier and their sexual fluids became more soaked.

“That’s it, Tenko…” Miu growled. “You’re gonna go so fucking deep inside of me and give me some nice, strong babies, alright? You’d better give me some cute kids too, you understand. Pump me full, Tenko!! Make me a mommy!!”

Tenko yelled, her mind starting to go numb from pleasure. Drool ran out of her mouth and dripped onto Miu’s skin.

“Look at you, drooling like the horny puppy you are. Christ, Tenko, you’re like a bitch in heat. You’re getting me all messy!”

Tenko nodded. That’s all she could have done. The pleasure was so overwhelming, and her efforts from thrusting as hard as she ever had left her exhausted and out of breath. 

“Is that what you call a fucking apology?!” Miu sneered. “Damn, you really are pathetic, huh?”

Miu could only keep her responses so short, as she was beginning to run out of breath, too. She had to yell at Tenko while she still could.

“Come on, Tenky! You can do better..!”

“I’m…I’m sorry..!”

“Don’t be fuckin’ sorry! I don’t wanna hear your whiny voice. All I wanna hear is you begging my name as you cum and give me your babies…”

“M-Miu!”

“That’s it, good girl. Now tell me what…”

“Miu! I’m gonna make you a mommy! I’m gonna make you a mommy!!”

“Fuck, Tenko…!!! Fuck…!!”

Miu was cut off by a rush of thick fluids then entering deep into her vagina. Tenko’s eyes had been seared shut, gritting her teeth together as she hissed of pleasure. Miu let out a deep moan, throwing her head back into the pillow. She was nowhere near close cumming herself, but seeing Tenko so lost in pleasure made her giddy.

Tenko hung her back limply over Miu’s body, panting heavily, and she slowly slid her dick out of the tight, fertile womb. It was covered in an array of both the girls’ fluids.

“There, that must have felt good, right Tenky?” Miu said, trying to shuffle herself back up into a sitting position on the bed.

“Yes…so good…”, Tenko moaned, her head glancing up towards the ceiling as she continued to lightly stroke her own cock, waiting for it to calm down.

As she slowly stood up off the mattress and cleaned herself off, Miu gave Tenko a kiss on the forehead before grabbing her skirt and panties off of the floor.

“Thanks for your help today, Tenky!” Miu grinned. “Good job on your ‘training’ today, too! My invention totally worked it's purpose!!”

Chapter Text

Brighton, Michigan. 1982.

In Sophie's hometown, they shared an apartment that was small yet cozy. It was perfect to fit the two of them. Earlier that week, Jenny discovered an odd arcade machine in the basement of the apartment complex. Oh well, it was probably insignificant anyway.

Jenny and Sophie had been dating for over a year. They met in Sophie's freshman year in college, and they inevitably grew closer. Jenny bought Sophie alcohol and took her to the best parties, and slowly but surely, they developed and recognized their feelings for one another. After they both graduated, the pair moved back to Brighton.

Sophie's parents Jack and Rosemary knew Jenny very well, and thought she was a wonderful friend to Sophie. But only a friend. Sophie had yet to tell them they were in fact dating.

It was surprisingly warm in Michigan this time of year, so for Sophie's birthday, Jenny treated her to dinner out, bowling, a long trip to the arcade, and a lovely stroll around the small town at night.

They arrived back at their place rather late, where they decided to end the day sharing a bottle of their favorite whiskey. (They're lesbians; of course they drink whiskey.)

Sophie and Jenny sat next to each other on the apartment's one couch that faced towards the old, boxy TV. A vinyl record was spinning quietly, filling the room with a gentle ambience. The girls took turns taking sips of the whiskey back and forth, and the alcohol definitely played a part in making the mood more seductive.

"Thanks again... hic ...for today, Jenny. I had a lot of fun. You're always so much fun, if I'm being honest." Sophie said, and she leaned down to place her head on Jenny's shoulder.

"Of course. I love you, Soph. I really do. Happy birthday." Jenny replied, lowering her head slightly so it rested atop Sophie's. The redhead tilted her neck to place a kiss on top of Sophie's head.

Sophie sighed a happy exhale, wrapping her arms around Jenny's round, soft waist. "I love you, Jenny. I love you so much…." Sophie craned her head up, saw Jenny looking down at her, and moved her face closer inward to close the kiss on the lips.

Jenny smiled into the kiss, and twisted her body so she was fully facing Sophie, and grabbed her girlfriend's face to bring the kiss in deeper.

"Mmmmhmm...Jenny…" Sophie moaned, now moving her body upwards so her body was straddling Jenny's thighs. Her arms wrapped around Jenny's neck as the pair brought their faces closer together, intertwining their tongues with one another. Both girls moaned and exhaled as the deep kisses were exchanged, their hot breaths being felt on each other's face. 

Jenny moved her arms down, wrapping them tightly around Sophie's thin waist. Her hands climbed up Sophie's back, reaching the bottom of her arms to slide off her blue varsity jacket.

"God, you look so much sexier with that stupid thing off. You wear it all the time…" Jenny laughed, going back in for a kiss and using her arms to push Sophie down, so her heavier, curvier body was now laying on top of her now jacket-less girlfriend. 

Sophie giggled in return, moaning and gasping from the intense tongue kisses, as it was hard to breathe with them so close to one another. Not like she was complaining. 

Fortunately, Jenny granted her ample opportunities to take a few breaths when she pulled away from Sophie's face, and continued to kiss down the rest of her body. First, she planted little kisses up and down the length of it, then moving to her shoulders and bony collarbones.

Jenny was most excited for the next part. She lowered herself down her girlfriend's torso, running her fingers up and down Sophie's chest that lay beneath the plain white T-shirt she had on. Jenny fingered at the bottom of the shirt, pulling it upward over Sophie's head, exposing the darker complexion of her girlfriend's body.

Sophie's small breasts were covered by a thin gray bra, but Jenny was more drawn to the region below. Sophie had been athletic all her life, which earned her a thin yet muscular frame. This was highlighted with the small ridges of abs Sophie had, slightly peeking out in her midsection. 

Jenny lowered herself as much as she was able, though it was getting increasingly difficult since Jenny was tall herself, and the couch only had so much space.

Nevertheless, she was determined to get what she wanted. Jenny hovered her head right above Sophie's midsection, and ran her tongue up the slightly raised ridges of Sophie's stomach muscles. 

"Ahhh….ahhhhhhh!!" Sophie squealed at the warm and tingly sensation coming from her sensitive area. Her back arched, making her ribs protrude through the darker toned skin.

Jenny let out a seductive laugh from her position, loving how what had given her so much pleasure had also felt so good to Sophie. 

Finally, Jenny craned her neck downwards, so her face was resting in between Sophie’s legs. Sophie had worn a pair of blue jeans, and Sophie’s breathing started to race when Jenny undid the buttons and unzipped the fly. Jenny hooked her fingers around the belt loops of Sophie’s jeans and pulled it down past Sophie’s hips.

Sophie smiled and let out a breathy laugh, raising her torso up and down to try and help Jenny. As she worked, Jenny exposed the skin of Sophie’s legs. Jenny continued to plant kisses on all of Sophie’s skin as she worked her way downward, but quickly ran out space on the couch, so she stood up to remove Sophie’s pants around her feet, and promptly planted herself right back on top of Sophie, engaging another session of deep kissing with both the girls’ mouths colliding with one another. 

Sophie’s arms snaked around Jenny’s neck, and held her down with a strained strength. Sophie’s arms trembled with aroused anticipation, and her shaky breaths were felt on Jenny’s mouth. The restraint that Sophie created on Jenny’s upper body meant she wanted Jenny close to her, whatever she was going to do.

Jenny rested her forehead on Sophies, and with her mouth right about Sophie’s, she breathed. “You want this? Ya ready?”

Sophie gasped and whined, then nodded with a thin smile. Jenny smiled back, giving one more quick kiss onto Sophie’s lips before trailing her hand down Sophie’s body. 

The gentle touch of her girlfriend's palm made Sophie shiver from contact as it slid down her side. She moaned gently in Jenny’s ear, using one of her hands to grip Jenny’s heavy red hair.

Eventually, Jenny’s hand reached Sophie’s exposed thigh right under her underwear. Her finger’s toyed with the waistline of Sophie’s underwear, and she loved seeing Sophie squirm from the teasing. 

Sophie bit her lower lip and squinted, looking into Jenny’s eyes, silently begging for her to get on with it.

Jenny lowered her head for another deep tongue-kiss as she slid her hand under Sophie’s underwear, groping at her crotch. Sophie rolled her head back, at which Jenny seized her opportunity to nip at Sophie’s exposed neck. The tingling sensations from the hand and mouth of her girlfriend made Sophie’s muscles go tense, especially her legs as they involuntarily raised themselves and curled her toes.

Jenny’s fingers played with the outside of Sophie’s crotch, making Sophie roll her head and grip tighter onto Jenny’s back. As she waited for Sophie to calm down and stop moving so much, Jenny slid two fingers into Sophie.

Sophie let out a loud, pitchy moan, arching her back and pushing Jenny closer to her chest. Jenny loved seeing how happy this made Sophie, and immediately picked up the pace of her fingers. She hooked them and moved them around in circular motions, trying to find the best spot that would make Sophie tick.

Sophie’s right arm gripped at Jenny’s clothes, while the left arm was craned to hold Jenny closer to her as she rolled her head back, wanting to keep Jenny close to her neck and face. 

“Jenny….Jenny….” Sophie moaned. “I need more…fuck. Go deeper….”

“I’m tryin’, Soph.” Jenny laughed, giving Sophie a kiss on the lips before moving back to her neck. 

Jenny eventually succeeded, managing to get her primary fingers in deeper, and even treated Sophie by sliding another one in. Sophie’s back arched more and more, and Jenny could feel Sophie’s bony ribs poking at her chest. 

Sophie closed her thighs tightly around Jenny’s arm that was inside of her, which Jenny believed meant that she was not leaving until Sophie was satisfied. 

At three fingers deep, Jenny made use out of all her appendages and used her thumb to play with Sophie’s clit. With this, Sophie’s mouth opened wide, and she let out deep, guttural moans.

“Faster, Jenny…! Faster..!” Sophie begged, pulling her own face closer to Jenny’s. “I need more..!”

“Fuck, Sophie…” Jenny groaned, now starting to move her hips in order to give her more momentum to finger her girlfriend with. “There ya go, birthday girl.” 

The old couch began to squeak as it rocked back and forth. 

As she got closer to orgasm, one of Sophie’s legs bent at an awkward angle, knocking over the open bottle of whiskey that sat on the coffee table.

“Fuck…!” Sophie laughed, looking at the dark liquid spill over the table and pool on the floor. Jenny glanced over at the scene, and laughed along with Sophie.

“You fucking dumbass..!” Jenny chuckled, as she rested her head on Sophies, and the two giggled together like schoolgirls in an sex-intoxicated stupor. 

Jenny’s hand remained inside Sophie, but the relaxation brought along with laughing together made Sophie’s feeling of orgasm fade away. As the mood relaxed, Jenny removed her fingers from Sophie’s crotch and wrapped both arms around Sophie’s neck as Jenny rested her head on Sophie’s collarbones.

Jenny sighed, curling a strand of Sophie’s hair in her fingers. “Were you at least close?” Jenny said.

Sophie stared down at her and laughed, as she didn’t even think Jenny was being serious. “Hahaha…oh my God, you’re ridiculous.” Sophie chuckled.

“What? I’m just looking out for you, dude.”

“Don’t call me ‘dude’, you weirdo.”

“What do you want me to call you?”

“You’re my girlfriend. Just tell me you love me.”

Jenny raised her head off of Sophie, propping her head up on both her fists and looking at Sophie with beady doe eyes. “I love you, Sophie!” She smiled.

Sophie sniggered. “I love you too, Jenny.”

Jenny moaned. “Happy birthday, dude.”

Chapter Text

School was out, and summer break was in full swing. Tenko typically used the extra time to hone in on her Neo-Aikido practice, but she was always willing to hang out with friends.

It was common for girls all around school to ask Tenko to go swimming at a beach or pool, workout with her, watch a movie, or whatever. A lot of girls just loved seeing Tenko wet and sweaty. Today was no different, when Tenko got invited to go to the beach with Maki, Kaede, and Miu.

Kaede drove her parents’ minivan to hold all their crap, and Tenko sat in the back next to Maki. It was a stupidly hot day outside, so the girls didn’t even bother to wear their clothes over their bathing suits to the beach. Maki, Kaede, and Miu all work bikinis, Miu’s being the skimpiest, and Tenko wore the same athletic shorts with a black sports bra.

Tenko stared at the scenery passing the car window, trying to ignore the obvious sexual tension in the car. She could especially feel Maki’s blood-red eyes staring into, as their glance was starting to burn more than the sun. Tenko was blushing and sweating already, but she couldn’t tell if it was from Maki or the fact that Kaede’s minivan didn’t have air conditioning.

They finally arrived at the beach, and hauled all their things to an open, relatively secluded patch of sand. This was difficult to do, considering the beach was packed due to the scorching weather. The girls wanted to spend all day at the beach, and spent the day eating soft serve, splashing in the water, jumping into the waves, building sand structures, and walking along the beach's boardwalk.

The sun went down over the ocean, staining the sky and water a bloody orange and yellow. The crowds from the day had cleared out, and the shops on the boardwalk were locking their doors and turning off their lights, but the foursome stayed on the sand. No one seemed to be coming to kick them off, so Miu suggested they test their luck and try to stay as long as possible.

Although they were sunburnt, sandy, and salty from the eventful day they had, all three other girls thought this was a great idea. Going to a beach at night sounded cool!

When the sun sank and the moon rose, the water was now painted with an inky black. Miu and Kaede stood in knee-length water, passing a ball back and forth. Maki sat next to Tenko on the shore, staring out at their friends under the illuminated moon.

“This was really fun, Maki.” Tenko said. “Thank you guys for inviting me!”

Maki looked over and smiled, which was rare for the stone-faced girl. “Absolutely. We wouldn’t have gone without you.” Both girls sighed and stared back out at the infinite ocean.

Eventually, Maki broke the silence by taking a big breath and speaking to Tenko. “Hey, um, Tenko. I…I uh, I think I left my sweatshirt in the car, and it’s getting cold. Can you walk me there ? I don’t want to walk alone at night.”

Tenko looked back at Maki, slightly confused, as this request was out of character for her. Maki never seemed scared of anything. She claimed to be an assassin, for Christ’s sake. But, Tenko wasn’t gonna say no to any request from a pretty girl, so she happily obliged, yelling towards Miu and Kaede to tell them they were going for a walk.

Maki and Tenko’s feet sank in the cool sand as they walked towards the parking lot. When Tenko was about to turn left towards the car, Maki grabbed her by the wrist, which startled Tenko. Maki stared up at Tenko with assertive eyes and said “Come follow me. Under the boardwalk.”

“Uhhh…” Tenko hesitated, but was never going to go against a girl’s order, so she followed in Maki’s footsteps as they turned right to go under the low boardwalk. Maki navigated through the poles holding up the dock, and weaved through them until she found a spot that was safe enough. It was close to the beach, but there was no one there, and far enough away from anyone who happened to be on the boardwalk.

Turns out, Maki wasn’t the only one with this idea. There were condoms on the sandy floor along with empty liquor bottles and cigarette butts. The conditions were less than ideal, but it was all she needed to have her moment with Tenko.

“What’s down here, Maki?” Tenko shivered as they arrived at the spot, looking around the dark, damp wood.

“Nothing. I just want you.” Maki stated bluntly.

“Huh..?” Tenko grunted, before being cut off by a pair of hands pulling her in for a kiss. She was spooked by this, flinching backward a little, and was close to fighting out of reflex, but the scent of the lips were unmistakably Maki’s. Tenko deepened the kiss herself by wrapping her arms around Maki’s waist. As the kiss became more intense and their tongues began wrestling with one another, Tenko’s hands moved slightly downward, cupping Maki’s surprisingly soft ass.

“God, Tenko. I hate you…I hate how…horny you make me.” Maki gasped in between kisses. “I need you….so bad…”

Tenko moaned into Maki’s mouth as Maki yanked down Tenko’s swim shorts without warning. Her dick was soft, but Maki fondled her balls and cock with such a motherly grace, and Tenko couldn’t help but grip onto Maki’s side even tighter and rest her head on Maki’s shoulders as she moaned.

“Ugghhhhhh…oh my….fuck….” Tenko whined.

Maki was getting impatient, and didn’t think Tenko was getting hard enough fast enough. She gripped Tenko’s rod in one hand and started to jerk off her soft penis, hoping she would make it become fully erect.

Tenko shut her eyes and winced, making hisses as she breathed through her teeth. Maki tried to work hard and smooth, twisting her wrists and moving her hand up and down, and she was able to feel some sort of progress as Tenko’s cock twitched, but it wasn’t going to be enough.

Maki grunted, and fell to her knees on the soft sand. She took the initiative to move Tenko’s cock as far down her throat as it would go, then wrapped her lips around the shaft of the penis to firmly slide her mouth up and down.

Tenko grabbed her stomach and rolled her head back, and she guided Maki’s head with her other hand. Maki’s warm, wet mouth felt amazing, almost the same as the summer and ocean air. Her tongue had been working wonders, and Tenko could feel herself growing, though it was admittedly taking longer than usual.,

Maki gagged slightly as she shoved the cock further down her throat. Looking up to see Tenko’s ripped abs and hearing her moan and whine was hot enough, but she though the poor Tenky deserved more.

Since it was at an arm’s reach, Maki moved her hands towards the outside of Tenko’s butthole, and teased the outside with two fingers before shoving them in without much warning.

“Ahhhhh…AHHHHHH! Grrrrghhhh….” Tenko moaned as the newfound stimulus massaged her inner muscles. The sensation of Maki hitting two pleasure points at once made tingling sensations course throughout Tenko’s body, and she could feel herself going numb.

“Ahhhhhh..! Maki! Maki! It feels so good, oh my God! Oh shit…Maki!” Tenko’s legs began quivering, since she was standing this entire time. Maki let out a slight giggle as she looked up at Tenko’s bright red race, and hooked her fingers inside of Tenko and tried to massage deeper.

“Fuck yeah….” Tenko wailed. “Go deeper, you bitch. Fuck me deeper..!”

Maki slanted her eyes as Tenko’s cheekiness, but wanted to follow her orders as best she could, so she sat up higher on her knees and went into Tenko’s asshole finger deep, the base of her fingers touching the fleshy outside.

Tenko threw her head back and yelped, not expecting the surge of sensations Maki was giving her, from both her mouth and fingers.

Tenko continued to moan and swear for a few minutes, all while chanting Maki’s name, when her legs truly felt like they couldn’t stand on their own anymore.

“Maki! Makimakimaki!” Tenko sputtered. “F-Fuck…! I’m close…! I’m so close..! It’s… t-t-too much!”

Hearing this, Maki pulled her mouth off of Tenko’s penis. “I don’t want you cumming yet, Chabashira.”

What? How was she supposed to resist? Tenko strained her mouth as Maki promptly returned her own mouth to Tenko’s penis for a one more brief minute of sucking.

“Maki…Maki! No more…! I’m gonna cum…No more!!” Tenko begged. Maki somewhat agreed.

She pulled her mouth off of Tenko’s penis and removed her fingers from her asshole, causing Tenko to collapse from the sudden loss of pure ecstasy. She fell to her hands and knees in the sand, panting like a wild dog.

“Nononono!” Tenko screamed. “Please, let me cum! I want more…please! I need to cum, Maki!!”

Tenko lowered herself, squirming in the sand trying to relieve the pent-up ejaculation that Maki had denied her.

Tenko began to cry at the fact she wasn’t able to cum anymore. She sniffled as hot tears ran down her cheek and made little wet dots on the sand.

Maki grabbed Tenko’s chin in her hands and forced the defeated martial artist to stare up at her. “Look at you, Tenko. You’re such a mess. Stop overreacting so much, you big crybaby.”

“I’m…I’m sorry…” Tenko sobbed.

“Pathetic…” Maki spat, standing back up again. She stared down at Tenko, making it obvious that if she wanted to behave, then she stand right up with Maki. Tenko slowly mustered the strength to raise her body, but when she finally reached Maki’s height, she stood like a soldier at attention.

“Good girl. Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

Tenko looked down in shame and shook her head.

Maki huffed in response, but immediately brought her body closer to Tenko’s. She rested her head on Tenko’s shoulder for a brief minute as her hand returned to Tenko’s crotch to continue to stroke her cock. Tenko moaned and groaned, her body involuntarily twisted from the electricity coursing through her body sourcing from her penis.

Maki remained in her standing position, wrapping her other arm to grab the side of Tenko’s head, leaning her little girl in close.

Maki took gentle care of Tenko’s hard-worked penis, tending towards her dick with such care and softness, making Tenko whine like the little girl she is.

“M-Mommy…” Tenko squeaked.

“Shhhhhshhhhhshhhhh..It’s okay, Tenko. I’m right here. It’s okay. You’re okay. Shhhshhh.”

Maki gently moved her hand that held Tenko’s hair downward, stopping to grope at Tenko’s breast. When she had gotten Tenko used to the feeling, her deft fingers pinched Tenko’s nipple.

“Mmmmhhhmmppphhh! Mommyyy!” Tenko howled, lowering her head closer into Maki. Maki didn’t stop. With both hands busy, she needed to give Tenko as much pleasure as she could.

Tenko’s muscles began to spasm involuntarily, and Maki herself could feel Tenko tremble from the extreme levels of pleasure that was being devil eres to Tenko. Her mind and muscles were going foggy.

Tenko rolled her eyes towards the back of her head, her brain beginning to feel numb, and rendering her unable to form full setences.

“M-mommy…please…! I’m real…close…please…! It feels…too good! Too good..! Too much..! Too much, mommy…! Stop it…too much!”

“Oh, quit it.” Maki snarled. “Quit acting like a child.” Her voice sounded harsh and demanding, but she was reveling in every second of this.

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Eventually, Miu and Kaede got bored of tossing their ball, so Kaede chucked it towards their towels that lay on the sand, where she noticed that the other two were nowhere to be found.

“Huh, that’s weird.” Kaede said, wading through the water as she made her way back to shore. “I would've thought Tenko and Maki would be back by now. Our car wasn’t that far away.”

“I’m sure they’re fine.” Miu shrugged. “They’re both strong, sexy badasses. It’s not like they’d let anyone kidnap them or somethin’.”

“Yeah, but I still feel like we should try and go find them.” Kaede whined, worryingly. The blonde pair picked up the four towels laid on the sand along with their ball, and tried to follow Tenko and Maki’s footsteps as best they could in the dark evening.

“These prints are from Tenko’s sandals…” Miu pointed out, eyeing them as they went under the boardwalk. “That’s weird, why are they going this way?”

Miu and Kaede braced themselves as they ducked under the dock. That’s when they heard moaning and crying. Any other sane person would be freaked out and ran away, but both girls turned to each other in unison and said, “It’s them.”

Kaede and Miu quickly tiptoed, following the sounds of the night until they got louder. Once they could see the outline of Tenko’s frame in the shadow, they heard her moan. “More, mommy! More! It’s too good…I love it! It feels….so good! Too good..! Too much, mama! I…I can’t take it! Gonna cum…Can’t take it anymore!”

Miu pulled her phone out of her bag, opened the camera, and turned on the flash. At just the right moment, she yelled “BOO!”, as the light of the camera flashed, scaring the shit out of Maki. Tenko was too confused and dazed from pleasure to process what was going on.

Maki flung both her hands off of their spots on Tenko’s body and fell to the sandy ground. Miu and Kaede were doubled over in hysterical laughter.

“What…the fuck…?!” Maki yelled, boosting herself back up to lunge at the two troublemakers. “Not funny, you guys!”

Meanwhile, Tenko was back in her fetal position on the ground, as she was double over herself from pain. The pain of being pent up and denied once again. Like a puppy in heat, Tenko humped her crotch against the side in a pathetic attempt to get her rocks off, but to no avail.

“Tenky, get off the ground, you weirdo!” Kaede giggled. “It’s just us…”

“No…..” Tenko groaned. “Nononononono…please…more….” She gritted her teeth, pressing them against each other with an intense force. “I…need to….need to…”

“Stop acting like such a baby.” Maki stomped over to the shriveled Tenko and yanked her up by the sports bra. “Get your pants on like a big girl and let’s go.” Maki muttered so casually, almost as if nothing happened.

“But…Maki!!” Tenko shrieked. “Please….!!! I really…! I need….”

“You’ll be fine.” Maki snapped. “Let’s go.”

Eventually, once the pain of rushing orgasm faded away, Tenko managed to climb off the sand and onto her feet, following the trio out from under the dock.

Once out onto the beach, Tenko rammed her way in between Miu and Kaede, and grabbed both their ears to lean them inward.

“Thanks a lot, you fucking bitches.”

Chapter Text

Everyone in their class was there to watch Kaede have her big moment under the spotlight. Kaede had been chosen as one of the best musician’s in the country and was scheduled to play piano in the national orchestra.

Tenko and Kirumi sat next to each other, right in the middle of the theater. They wanted to get as close as they could, but it was difficult since there were so many fancy people in attendance at this concert. Tenko wore a suit and tie, and Kirumi wore a black dress that hugged her thin torso but spread out in a poofy, black skirt.

The concert was wonderful, and all the musicians sounded amazing, but Kaede was undoubtedly the best. At least to her class. Afterwards, everyone met up with Kaede to congratulate her, and they went out to dinner to celebrate. The only drawback was that the concert was really far away from home, so many people had to stay in hotels for the night and plan to catch a bus the next morning.

Kaede and Kirumi had planned on staying in a hotel room themselves, and Tenko was planning on staying with some family in the city before Kaede chimed in. “No, Tenky! You should stay with us! It would be so much fun, and there’s space. Kirumi wouldn’t mind, right Kirumi?”

“Yes,” Kirumi smiled. “That sounds wonderful.”

Kaede clapped her hands together and squeezed both her new roommates’ hands. The trio stayed in the restaurant as their other classmates left, and said their goodbyes and congratulations to Kaede.

Kaede took a deep breath of relief and chirped “Alright, girls! Let’s go. Let’s see if we can get a taxi outside.”

Kirumi flagged down a taxi and it drove them to the hotel Kaede and Kirumi reserved for themselves. They checked in, walked up the stairs to their room. It was all the way at the end of a hallway, right at the corner of the hotel wall. Kaede unlocked the door with the key, and slowly opened the door to find their wonderful room inside where they took off their shoes.

The problem? There was only one bed.

It was a huge king bed, sure, but Tenko was confused and wondering what they were going to do. Maybe she could sleep on the floor? She was the extra one that came late, anyway. A

She didn’t have to think, because Kaede immediately wanted Tenko to sit down on the bed. “Huh?” Tenko cocked her eyebrows.

“I want you to be comfortable…” Kaede smiled. As she did, Tenko’s confused face remained on her face, feeling bad that she was getting the bed rather than Kaede. She had as close as she could to the end of the bed, and awkwardly drummed her hands on her thighs.

“Yeesh, I gotta get out of this dress. It’s getting really uncomfortable. Kirumi, could you…?” Kaede turned around, gesturing to a zipper and ribbon tied around her back. Kirumi nodded and undid the zipper and bow, and Kaede shrugged the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Underneath, she wore black shorts and a lacy bra, standing more than half naked in front of Tenko.

Tenko looked downward, and tried turning away to give Kaede some privacy, but Kaede wouldn’t have it.

“Tenky, no!” She teased, making her way towards Tenko sitting on the bed. She climbed on top of her and wrapped her arms around her, cuddling Tenko and holding her like a monkey while she turned around and looked at Kirumi. Tenko remained in her sitting position and groaned as Kaede’s heavy body sat on top of her, but Kaede obviously did it since she was tired, right? So, Tenko returned the hug.

“C’mon, Kirumi! Tenky wants to see you, too!” Kaede beamed, snuggling her head into Tenko’s shoulder. At this moment, Tenko’s face heated up like it was on fire, and Kaede felt Tenko’s heartbeat speed up at the sight of Kirumi stepping closer to her and undoing her own dress.

“Awwww, Kirumi! I can feel her little heart beating! She got so excited to see you!” Kaede giggled.

“Well then, I am honored. I just know she’ll be on her best behavior for us.” Kirumi’s own dress followed the same process as Kaede’s and fell to her feet to reveal her black lacy underwear. She moved to the other side of Tenko, and moaned lightly as she sat down next to her and cupped her face in her hands, bringing the girl in for a light kiss on the cheek.

“Such a good girl,” Kirumi whispered, which made Tenko start trembling.

“Mmmm, she really is…” Kaede agreed, kissing Tenko’s other side and fiddling with her suit top to try and get it undone.

“Th-thank you, guys….” Tenko muttered. Kirumi worked with Tenko’s pants and belt, undoing the buckle and sliding her pants down to feet as Tenko kicked them off. “There’s no need to thank us, dear. We are doing this because we love you.”

Eventually, Tenko moved in for greater kisses, switching sides back and forth between Kaede and Kirumi to give them smooches on the lips. When Kaede and Kirumi had both untied Tenko’s necktie and gotten off the top of her suit, Tenko shrugged it off and took off her own undershirt, leaving her in boxer shorts and a tan bra.

At this point, Kaede and Kirumi raised one hand and placed it on either one of Tenko’s shoulders. They both gently pushed Tenko down onto the bed at the same time, where Kaede gave her instructions. “Okay, Tenky. Just sit back and relax and let me and Kirumi have our fun with you, okay?”

Tenko placed her hands above her head near the pillows of the bed as she responded with a “Yes, ma’am.”

Kaede pouted her lips. “Awww, she’s so polite!” She squealed, pinching Tenko’s cheek.

“I believe a polite girl like her deserves all our love, no?” Kirumi glanced at her counterpart.

“Oh, yes!” Kaede nodded. “Tenko is so wonderful and sweet, that’s why all the girls in this school love her so much. But we love you the most, don’t we Tenky?”

“Y-yes…and I love you…” Tenko groaned and laughed awkwardly.

“A body as perfect as hers needs to be worshipped and given proper care to.” Kirumi noted. She held one of Tenko’s arms in the air, running her gloved hands up and down Tenko’s muscles. The fabric gave Tenko a tickling sensation, making her shiver under Kaede’s grasp.

“Look how hard she must have worked to earn this. I bet all your hard work and dedication paid off, isn’t that right, Tenko? Now you don’t even have to try to get the attention of pretty girls.”

Tenko gritted her teeth together and smiled, the acknowledgement making her blush and shake.

Kaede hugged Tenko’s other arm and rested her head on her shoulder again for a quick second before perking up. “Kirumi..!” She pouted. “You’re making her tremble! Poor thing is just so excited…!

“That’s not the only thing she’s getting excited about,” Kirumi huffed, darting her eyes down to Tenko’s crotch. A bulge that had started to grow became more pointed.

Kaede’s face melted as she gave Tenko one last quick squeeze before moving herself down to Tenko’s groin. She gasped at the sight of Tenko growing so big in size, and used her weight to straddle Tenko and sit on her cock for a new feeling.

Tenko winced, a mix of pain and pleasure. Kaede rocked her own crotch back and forth to give herself a feeling of pleasure as well. “Oh, Tenky! This feels so good! I bet you’d love it if I just crushed your cock with my massive thighs, huh? Wouldn’t you love that?” Kaede bounced up and down as Kirumi moved away from Tenko’s arm and sat at her side.

“Kirumi, what should we do with Tenky?” Kaede grinned as she rocked back and forth. “We can’t get her this excited to not give her anything. She deserves it, too. She’s been such a good girl, coming to my concert and all.”

“That she had been. I sat next to her the entire time and she is nothing but lovely, especially towards you.” Kirumi said, leaning in towards Tenko and ruffling her hair.

“Here, I have an idea..” Kaede said, dismounting Tenko before she quickly pulled down her boxer shorts. Tenko’s cock shot up like a rocket, now that it was fully hard.

“Oh my, look how big she is!” Kaede gasped. “I swear, she just keeps getting bigger and bigger. No wonder all the pretty girls in school love you…”

Kaede then leaned down and took Tenko’s cock in one hand. She gave Tenko’s shaft a quick kiss, which made it twitch. “Come back here with me, Kirumi!” She said.

Kirumi crawled to the spot on the bed where Kaede lay on her knees, and admired the size and girth of Tenko’s penis.

“I’d think she’d look cuter if she was positioned like this,” Kirumi piped in, and grabbed the sides of Tenko’s hips. “Tenky, honey. Can you turn yourself over so you’re lying on your stomach?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah…” Tenko uttered, using her previously plaid muscular arms to prop herself up and lay on her frontside, resting her head on crossed arms.

“Almost there, but we still want to touch your penis towards you for being so good. Lift up.” Kirumi instructed, grabbing a hold of Tenko’s waist again to raise her ass in the air. Tenko’s cock hung slightly limp in the air as it dangled, and Tenko tried to watch from her compromised position with her head still in her hands.

With Tenko now in a downward-dog-type style, Kaede and Kirumi could easily manipulate her penis. Kaede went first, putting her hand back onto Tenko’s fleshy penis to continue giving it a good rub.

“Oh, Tenky! You’re such a sweetheart for us, did you know that? We always love being with you. Just relax like a good girl and we’ll make you cum, alright?”

“Okay….” Tenko moaned into the pillows.

Now Kirumi had her idea. With her gloved fingers, she put two hands into Tenko’s bum, massaging her muscles inside. Both girls stood off to the side to give the other ample room for giving whatever pleasure they were doing.

Tenko let a low, guttural groan into the pillows to slightly mute it. “Aaaaaauuuuugghhhhh….fuck…”

“That’s it, Tenky. Let us hear your pretty voice.” Kaede cooed, patting Tenko’s buttcheek.

“Ahhhhhhh…haaaaaaaahhhh!” Tenko whined.

“Look at her; she’s being so appreciative of what we give her.” Kirumi smiled. “I love hearing her whine and beg for more.”

“You want more, Tenky? Are you almost there?” Kaede asked. She saw Tenko’s head bob up and down, a sign of a nod.

“That’s it…who’s a big, strong girl? Who’s a big strong girl that’s gonna cum for her mommies….?” Kaede uttered.

“Ahhhhhh…ahhhh…I am…..!” Tenko whined from her spot on the pillows.

“So smart too,” Kirumi smirked.

“As if Tenko couldn’t get any more perfect…!” Kaede squeaked.

Tenko could feel that she was getting close, and so did Kaede and Kirumi. They noticed whenever Tenko started to shiver.

“I just love it when she’s filled with so much pleasure that she starts shaking…” Kirumi added. “Sometimes even the biggest and toughest girls break down at the hands of their mommies.”

“Exactly, she’s so easy to rile up. Luckily, we know how to calm her down.

“Hahhhh..HHAAAAAHH…!” Tenko yelled from the double influx of pleasure as well as their assuring words. “C-cumming…!”

“Oh! Didja hear that, Kirumi? She’s gonna cum soon! I’m so excited for our little girl to unleash her massive load.

“Indeed. Such a perfect body like Tenko’s must surely only produce the best semen.”

Tenko’s body shivered as she became closer to orgasm, finally slowly down and going numb as she felt a rocket of cum spray out of her cock. She sighed into the pillow, and rested her ass down.

As she caught her breath, Kaede and Kirumi high-fived each other with their hands they used to deliver orgasm to Tenko. Eventually, both girls bent down to deliver one last kiss each to Tenko’s temples.

“We love you, Tenky..” Kaede whispered.

“You were so good, as always.” Kirumi added. “Our darling baby girl.”

They could see a little smile on Tenko’s face, since her head was tilted to the side though her eyes were still closed. Tenko giggled, and uttered out a final “Thank you…”

Kaede ruffled Tenko’s hair, and sprung off of the bed. She grabbed her hands together and stretched. “I dunno about you guys, but I had a long day, and I’m really tired. I wanna go to sleep now.”

“Me too.” Kirumi agreed. “You wanna sleep right there Tenko, while we snuggle you all night?”

Tenko finally opened her eyes and looked up at the maid that sat above her.

“Y-yes please…I’d love that.”

“Well, you’ve earned it, our perfect little girl. Good night.”

Chapter Text

"Down, down girl. Easy, easy. Gentle…" Sayaka swooned as a half-naked Mukuro snuggled into her. Her crotch was wrapped around Sayaka's leg as she began to hump it gently. Sayaka sat up in the cushiony loveseat, adorned in her own skimpy lingerie. Muku had worn the black sports bra and matching athletic shorts with white stripes that Sayaka always loved.

"On the floor, dear. You look so much prettier when you're below me." Sayaka said, giving Muku a quick kiss on the head and pet her hair as Muku ducked down.

"No….Sayaka…no!" Muku whined as she did. She hated being deprived of the rubbing sensation in between her legs.

"It's okay, dear." Sayaka uttered. "You'll get rewarded if you behave and do a good job, alright? Mommy wants to see you beg like the little puppy you are."

In a way, Mukuro still looked like a soldier in training. Sayaka loved Muku's outfit which made her look like her little recruit, since Sayaka loved being in control. Mukuro still retained her ripped body from her days in the military, her arms bulging as she stood on her hands and knees, and her solid six-pack protruding through her exposed torso.

Mukuro glanced up at Sayaka on her hands and knees, a worried yet sincere expression painted over her eyes. Sayaka smiled and sighed down at her little girl, crossing one leg over the other and twirling her foot to suggestively play with her toy.

“Alright, puppy. You want to be treated like a good girl, yes?”

Muku nodded and whimpered.

“Then show mommy how much you love her.”

With that instruction in mind, Muku crawled towards Sayaka sitting above her and mounted her one leg that touched the floor. Mukuro held Sayaka by her calf, and peppered soft kisses up and down the idol's smooth, exposed leg.

“Sayaka…” Mukuro whined. “I love how you taste. I don’t deserve the privilege of being this close to such a perfect goddess.”

“Oh, stop it, Muku. You flatter me.” Sayaka teased.

Muku then ran her tongue up and down Sayaka’s shinbone, and when she felt it was appropriate, placed deep kisses and suckings onto her thin calf muscles. 

“Sayaka, please…” Mukuro moaned. “You’re…”

“Enough talking, Mukuro. I have you on your hands and knees for a reason. Keep up this mindless blubbering and I won’t hesitate to get out your leash and muzzle, got it?” Sayaka barked. “You will only speak when I address you, understand?”

Mukuro immediately flinched at the threats in that last sentence, pulling her face away to nod vigorously. 

“Good pet.” Sayaka crooned, ruffling the top of Muku’s hair. “You may now continue.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” Muku gasped, excited to return back to her original task. Now that one of Sayaka’s legs was appropriately moist from alll of Mukuro’s worshipping from her mouth, Sayaka uncrossed her legs so that the other untouched leg was exposed in front of Muku. Next, Sayaka raised her unused leg and placed her foot right onto Muku’s face, to which the soldier did not hesitate to keep on licking and kissing.

“Muku, you look so much prettier when you’re down below me, right where you belong. You’re such a needy little girl, desperate for any attention you can receive, that you rely on literally kissing the feet of pretty girls. How does that make you feel?”

“Amazing, ma’am. There’s nowhere else I’d be. The only place I deserve to be is under your feet, begging for your mercy.”

“That’s right. Such a smart girl.”

Muku’s tongue was becoming sore from all the frequent motions it was making around the unusual curves of Sayaka’s legs and feet; a lot of bones Mukuro was not used to being around. Sayaka caught wind of this, noticing that Mukuro had slowed down just a little, and she was more anxious for action herself, anyway.

“Okay, pet. I think you’ve done a remarkable job. I think you’ve earned it to be able to see the other parts of my body. What do you think?”

Muku pulled away, still continuing to cradle Sayaka’s ankle in her two hands. A toothy grin grew across Muku’s face, her head bobbing up and down wildly. “Y-yes ma’am! I’d love that, ma’am! Thank you for being so caring and generous to someone like me, who is totally undeserving of being this close to your perfect body!”

Satisfied with her begging, Sayaka opened her legs by spreading them apart, allowing Muku to now rest herself on Sayaka’s waist. Her arms wrapped around the base of Sayaka’s torso and settled on her hips, while Muku’s head dove into Sayaka’s midsection to begin kissing the outside of her stomach.

“Mmmhmmmppphh! Sayaka! Your skin is so wonderful! Your body….YOU are so beautiful, so perfect! I don’t deserve to be this close to you..! Oh, thank you thank…!” Muku was cut off by a sharp kick to her side.

“What did I say about talking without my permission, slut?” Sayaka grimaced, looking down at Mukuro with glaring, angry eyes. 

Muku stuttered. “I-I’m sorry, ma’am! I’m so sorry! It was all my fault! I’m not worthy of you, and I am so desperate to be touched by you! It’s disgusting, I’m disgusting! I’m so sorry, ma’am.”

“Don’t let it happen one more time, okay?” Sayaka took on a more caring, motherly voice as she tucked a strand of Muku’s hair behind her ear. 

Since she didn’t want to even risk it, Muku nodded, and vowed to remain silent until Sayaka was satisfied. 

Mukuro worked her way up now, her face being cradled in between Sayaka’s breasts. She grabbed both of Sayaka’s breasts in her hands, and kissed them both one at a time. She really wanted to suck on Sayaka’s nipples, but they were covered by the lingerie bra, and Muku knew way better than to take off Sayaka’s clothes without permission, no matter how much of a low, horny scumbag she was. 

“Good girl…such a good girl…” Sayaka swooned, petting down the length of Mukuro’s short black hair. She enjoyed the feeling of Mukuro in between her breasts, and she was really tempted to reveal one of her naked breasts under the bra, but Muku would easily start taking advantage of it and start sucking and feeding on it like the little girl she was, and she didn’t deserve to be treated that well just yet.

“Alright, soldier. Enough of that. You ready for more?” Sayaka declared, and she held Muku’s jaw with one hand as she raised her other arm.

“Yes ma’am!” Muku yipped. “I’ll be eternally grateful for any gift you give to be! Any area of your goddess body should be treasured by me!”

“Good.” Sayaka stated, now using her hand to guide Muku’s face to under her armpits. If Muku was really keen on loving every area of Sayaka’s body, then that means everywhere should be glorified.

Mukuro got excited, her stomach jumping all around. Her underarms weren’t particularly sweaty or anything today, but Muku still revelled in every second. She repeated her process of giving licks and kisses, and occasionally sucking whenever she felt necessary to embrace as much of the taste of her girlfriend as possible. 

“Other side…” Sayaka instructed, moving Muku’s head and over to her other arm, and switching the hands she held them with. This time, Sayaka closed her arm with Muku under it, trapping her and holding her in place with her hand, basically rendering Mukuro unable to move. Which was exactly what Mukuro wanted and needed. 

“You don’t hafta breath, right Mukuro? This should be enough for you. More than enough. I’m practically spoiling you.” 

Sayaka heard little whimpers coming from under her arms, accompanying the wet sucks and kisses she felt agasint her already moist skin.

“Such a dirty girl, isn’t that right?” Sayaka mentioned, squeezing her arm muscles some more to play with the girl inside. “You are so horny, so desperate for any attention I give to you, that you are willing to put yourself into any crevasse on my body, and loving every bit of it. Right, Mukuro?”

Muku let out a muffled whimper, and Sayaka could feel her nodding her head. “That’s a good little girl…” Sayaka whispered, slowly lifting the strain of her arm off of  Mukuro. The soldier took a deep gasp, and looked up at her beautiful girlfriend. 

“Alright, soldier. Not bad. I think you deserve a treat.” 

Mukuro perked up, and kneeled closer to Sayaka so she could prop herself up high on her body.

“I think Mukuro deserves a little kiss. Come here.” Sayaka smiled, waiting for Mukuro to take action and close the space between their lips.

“Y-yes ma’am! Th-thank you ma’am! You are so generous to me! I don’t deserve your kindness and your caring treatment! My only purpose is to serve you, and I should never expect anything in return! You are a saint to me, giving me things I don’t deserve…! You are….”

Sayaka rolled her eyes, grabbing Mukuro by the jaw quickly and yanking her in for the quick smooch. Their lips touched briefly for just a second or two, before Sayaka pulled away, giving Mukuro all she deserved.

When their faces were far enough apart, Mukuro was about to thank her, but Sayaka started laughing.

“Sayaka….what’s so….?” Mukuro inquired.

“I told you. For a girl who never talks, you just need to shut up sometimes!”

Mukuro rested her head on Sayaka’s shoulder. Both girls blushed and laughed together, embracing the warmth and pleasure of each other’s physical contact. 

Chapter Text

“Aww, you can’t leave, Kaede! We’re all gonna miss you so much.” Tenko lamented as she attempted to shove Kaede’s suitcase shut with the massive pile of clothes Kaede had stuffed in it.

“It’s only for the summer,” Kaede mentioned. “Yeah, it will be a few months, but still. I’ll really miss you, too. I’m sorry, Tenko. I have no choice. I’ll be back soon, and you know it. I’m really going to miss you too. It’s only for the summer.” Kaede mentioned. “Thanks for helping me pack, by the way.”

“It’s no worries. My pleasure…” Tenko reassured, bent over Kaede’s suitcase that sat on top of her bed. She used her weight to push down the luggage’s top as best as she could to zip it up.

“God, I hate that my parents still make me go to stupid Music Camp. I’m way too old, and everyone else there are lame nerds, anyway.” Kaede grunted with her arms crossed, watching Tenko bent over on her bed.

“I’m sorry. I wish I could come with you, but I don’t know the first thing about music,” grunted Tenko, as she stood up straight again after completely sealing Kaede’s suitcase. She heaved it off of the mattress, and set it down on the floor below her. “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you.”

Hearing this, Kaede quickly raised her head from her slumped, crossed-arm position. A small smile crept across her face as she eyed up and down the back of Tenko.

“Really,,.? You really feel that way about me?” Kaede grinned, slowly making her way towards Tenko.

Tenko turned around, hesitant at the fact Kaede was inching closer to her, but remained where she was regardless. “Y-yeah. Of course. It’s…it’s like, I love you Kaede. I really do.”

“Well then. If you’re going to miss me so much, how about we make the most of it, hmm?” Kaede declared, standing dangerously close to Tenko’s face. “I have a few hours before I leave, so revel in the presence of this beautiful goddess while you can…”

Kaede closed the space between their faces by bringing herself in for a kiss on Tenko’s lips, pulling her body in closer by grabbing at her waist. However, Kaede meant for the kiss to be quick, so before Tenko could do anything with her arms, Kaede shoved Tenko away, where she stumbled over Kaede’s suitcase, falling backwards onto the floor.

Tenko now lay vulnerable as Kaede stepped over towards her, her legs spread open. Tenko proper herself up on her arms in an attempt to try and get up, but Kaede used her shoe and its slight heel to press down on between Tenko’s legs, right on her crotch.

Tenko whined, looking up at Kaede who had her hands on her hips while one leg was closer towards Tenko than the other.

“Kaede…” Tenko whimpered.

“Shhhhhshhhh, you’re going to be okay. Just be a big girl and do what I tell you, and I’ll make sure you never forget me.” Kaede affirmed, and emphasized her point by stepping down harder onto Tenko’s penis.

Tenko winced from the pain, and her penis starting to form an erection made it become even more painful. Her hands curled into fists as she rolled her head back and groaned.

After one more big push onto Tenko’s growing cock, Kaede leapt off of Tenko and stood up over her. “On your knees. Now.”

Tenko scrambled to get out of her compromised position and do what she was told by Kaede. She sat back on her knees in front of Kaede, not wanting to get more excited than Kaede wanted. Tenko looked up, and admired how much bigger Kaede’s figure looked from this angle, and appreciated Kaede’s kind yet daring eyes beading down onto Tenko.

“Well, pet. If you’re really going to miss me, show me how bad you’re gonna miss me. Tell me, show me how bad you need me in order to be satisfied.” These were all Kaede’s instructions, and she wanted Tenko to figure out what she should do on her own as Kaede pet the back of Tenko’s head and awaited a response.

From her position on her knees, Tenko bent down even further, appearing to bow in front of her majesty. She started at Kaede’s shoes, giving them a few kisses, but really wanted to focus on her socked feet that were slightly exposed by the shoes’ openings.

Tenko almost wanted to curse Kaede for wearing to much clothes, but she wouldn’t dare. She held onto one of Kaede’s legs for support while holding her own self up with the other hand.

“Amazing,” Kaede swooned. “Even after I crushed your cock with that foot, you still practically worship it. You love it, just becasue I used it to give you some sort of appreciation, of physical contact.”

“Mmhmm, yes mistress…” Tenko moaned, working her way up Kaede’s legs. Fortunately, Kaede’s socks only went to below her knees, so Tenko was going to have contact with skin soon.

The fabric of the socks tickled Tenko’s lips as she gently peppered Kaede’s soft shinbones. Tenko ran her hand up and down the back of Kaede’s legs to feel her calves. They were not muscular and taunt like Tenko’s, but they were round. They were big and soft, and Tenko just melted in them.

Finally, she was getting closer to the taste she craved. As she reached the edge of Kaede’s socks, she hopped right over her knees and dove right into her big, soft, pillowy thighs. Tenko wanted to bring both of Kaede's big thighs together, the stretch marks right under her panties teasing Tenko; she so badly wanted to give them the love they deserved.

With one hand wrapped around the back of Tenko’s thighs, Tenko brought the two of them close together, almost sandwiching Tenko’s face between them. Tenko smiled, feeling like she was in somewhere better than heaven.

Tenko was much more excited now that she had the privilege of being so close to Kaede’s massive thighs. Her kisses were deep yet caring, and she took advantage of the other features of her mouth, licking and biting every square inch of fat on Kaede’s thighs she could feel.

“Ohhhhh, good girl…” Kaede praised, continuing to stroke Tenko’s hair. “Enjoy this while you can, little girl. What if I meet another cute girl at camp and she gets my body instead of you? Oh, wouldn’t that be awful for you?”

Tenko didn’t say anything, just continued groaning and her process of kissing and licking. Good thing Tenko was able to multitask, because as she spoiled herself in Kaede’s legs, her arms trailed upwards to slide off Kaede’s shirt. Kaede noticed what she was trying to do and wanted to help, lifting off her shirt, but pulling Tenko upwards in the motion. Kaede decided it was time for Tenko to revel in the other curves of her body.

Kaede had a chubby belly, with love handles hanging over her hips; the stretch marks that Tenko saw around the tops of Kaede’s legs snaked their way up to Kaede’s midsection like vines. Tenko’s heart fluttered upon the sight of them, and ran her tongue over them to show them the love they deserved.

“Kaede..your body…” Tenko gasped in between licks. She couldn’t stay up for long, since her primal instincts would immediately draw her back down to savor every moment of Kaede’s body. “Your body…is so perfect…you’re flawless, Kaede. Please….I love you…I love your body….you are…perfect…”

Tenko whimpered as she grabbed Kaede’s squishy sides and dove her face into Kaede’s soft belly. She could easily suffocate in here and it wouldn’t matter. She continued to kiss and lick, the pleasure of being so close to a goddess like Kaede making her penis act up again.

Since she was still kneeling but in a high position, Tenko propped herself up by mounting her crotch onto Kaede’s leg, and began humping it up and down as she straddled it.

“My god, Tenko. You little brat. What am I gonna do with you?” Kaede teased, sided by a little giggle.

“Kaede, please….let me enjoy this…I want to remember this…” Tenko panted.

“Oh, you’ll remember…” Kaede assured. “I want you to jizz in your pants while you’re buried in my body and curves, so you know who the only person is that can make you feel this good.”

“Ahhhh! You are, you are….Kaede! I love you so much….Please let me…oh, god…I’m gonna miss you so much, Kaede. You’re my best friend Kaede, you’re my best friend…I love you!”

“That’s it, puppy. Let it all out.”

Tenko could feel a slight bit of relief leak out of her, a drop or two of precum. It was a rather unexciting ejaculation, but Tenko was glad she could get anything out at all in front of Kaede one more time before she left, especially with her face buried in Kaede’s perfectly chubby body.

“Alright, did that feel good?” Kaede said, trying to gently kick Tenko off of her.

Tenko got the hint and slid off, resting on her back on the floor and facing towards the ceiling, still breathing heavily.

“Yes….so good! Thank you mommy…I mean…uhh…sorry…” Tenko laughed awkwardly, tilting to the side to hide her face.

“Good girl! I’m glad we both get to depart with that happy memory.” Kaede chirped, throwing a few more things laying around her room in a handbag. She had to hurry, or she was going to miss the bus to camp.

“Bye, Tenky. I love you so much. Have a good summer, I’ll miss you.”

“Wait!” Tenko sprang up off of the floor and lunged towards Kaede to give her one last sincere hug. “I sincerely don’t know what I’m gonna do without you. I’ll get bored!”

Kaede thought for a minute. “Oh, well here’s a book you can read to keep yourself entertained. I read it in about a month,” Kaede said, pulling a small yet thick book out of her handbag. A book on the history of piano and its greatest artists. “I finished it in about a month.”

“What? Are you serious?” Tenko squawked. “Who the hell would waste a month reading something?”

“Hmmm. Maybe read one chapter a day.”