Chapter 266: Sumata #2 [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 266: Sumata #2 [R-18]
“The pasta was good. What did you think, Captain?”
“It was so-so.”
“Why are you so sullen? You were being so agreeable earlier.”
“I just realized it’s pointless. You’re going to the hotel anyway, aren’t you?”
“Well, yeah.”
“I don’t know why Chinami likes a guy like you.”
Seeing her act so prickly, it seemed she had more or less prepared herself.
I shrugged nonchalantly as I drove toward the hotel.
“Weren’t you into me too, Captain?”
“No.”
“So firm. Why not?”
“Because I’m not.”
“You slept with me even though you don’t like me?”
“……”
“Hm?”
“Th-that was in the heat of the moment… Let’s drop it…! How about you fix that selfish attitude of yours…?”
“What selfish attitude?”
“The way you just do whatever you want…! You’re driving to a hotel right now without even asking what I want…!”
Didn’t even ask what she wants? The claim was so absurd I was speechless.
Had she completely forgotten how nice I was to her just a moment ago?
Normally, she’d deserve a stern lecture, but I decided to let it slide since she was probably on edge.
“I told you we wouldn’t go if you didn’t want to.”
“Then I don’t want to go.”
“Too late. We’re already here.”
At my utterly shameless words, the folds of Renka’s eyelids deepened.
She looked like she was about to unleash a torrent of curses.
I chuckled, raising one hand as if to apologize before pulling into the hotel parking lot.
“If you were going to come anyway, what was the point of pretending to be so generous…? Do you have any idea how truly obnoxious you are?”
“I’m sorry.”
“And you’ve been dropping the honorifics lately… Do you think I’m a pushover just because I’ve been letting it slide?”
“I said I’m sorry.”
“There you go again. You want to get hit?”
The shy girl from before was gone, replaced by a Renka who was snapping back at me. This was much better.
This is more like the Renka I know. This is how my slave should be.
“Sorry.”
“Hah… You piece of trash.”
“Don’t swear. You’ll be punished.”
“……”
As I continued to speak to her informally, Renka just shook her head and let out a long sigh.
Then she started fidgeting with her clothes, a clear sign that the nervousness was already setting in.
After parking the car, I pressed the button on her seatbelt clip.
With a click, the buckle released, and Renka flinched.
The sound had startled her.
I patted her upper thigh as a silent apology and said, “Shall we get out?”
“…Hey.”
“What is it?”
“D-did you make a reservation…?”
“Of course.”
“Is it… like that prison-like room from last time…?”
“Nope. I booked a normal room. It’s just like a typical motel.”
“…Really?”
“You don’t believe me?”
“Of course not… I have no reason to trust you…”
“That hurts a little. Anyway, you’ll see when we get there. The TV is huge, too.”
“What does the TV have to do with anything…”
At some point, Renka’s fists had clenched tightly.
She must be nervous. This would be our second time doing something truly intimate.
I tapped her thin wrist and said, “It has everything to do with it. Whether we watch a movie or an anime, bigger is better. Right?”
“……”
“Shall we get out now?”
“If… if I see the room and it’s weird, I’m leaving immediately. Just so you know…”
“Got it.”
My immediate agreement seemed to reassure her somewhat. Renka swallowed hard and opened the passenger-side door.
While she was distracted, I grabbed the item I’d prepared in secret. I turned off the engine, got out of the car, and gave a mischievous grin to Renka, who was just standing there blankly.
“What are you grinning at…” she muttered, a timid act of defiance.
I let out a dry laugh at her attempt to act tough, then matched my pace to hers as we walked into the hotel.
* * *
“…This is… not bad?”
That was Renka’s assessment upon seeing the room I’d booked.
Feeling the sharp atmosphere around her begin to soften, I asked, “It’s pretty decent, right?”
“It’s… fine.”
Unlike the dreary room from our first time, this one was clean and tidy.
If I had to make a comparison, it felt like a business hotel.
I sat on the edge of the large queen-sized bed in front of the TV. The feeling of my butt sinking into the mattress wasn’t bad. I patted the spot next to me.
“Sit. Let’s decide what to watch.”
“I, I want to shower first…”
“No.”
“What are you talking about…? Why are you changing your mind again…?”
“If you shower, you won’t come back out wearing the stockings, right?”
“Well, no…”
“And I don’t want that. If you really want to shower, you can, but you have to come out wearing the stockings.”
“Are you insane…?”
“Let’s just say I am. So, what’s it going to be?”
A humorless laugh escaped Renka’s lips. The look on her face said she wanted to punch me for my absurd demand.
She seemed genuinely dumbfounded, even clicking her tongue before clutching her crossbody bag tightly to her chest and heading for the bathroom.
Seeing her take the bag, I figured she must have a spare set of underwear inside.
“Thank you.”
I offered my thanks, and she whipped her head around to glare at me, cursing me to go to hell.
I don’t know why her sharp, clear voice is such a turn-on… I felt the urge to rush over and pin her down right then and there.
“D-don’t look at me like that…!”
Renka’s voice was full of fear, having noticed my lecherous gaze.
I clicked my tongue in disappointment and lay down on my side on the bed, propping my head up with my elbow.
Then I just stared at her.
“I told you not to look…! Avert your eyes…!”
“If you don’t want me to see you, then go inside. Or should we do it together?”
“You psycho! Drop dead!”
SLAM-!
Horrified by my playful tone, Renka slammed the door shut.
No matter what she did, I didn’t feel a single shred of annoyance.
In fact, it was exciting. Because I knew that her feisty attitude would crumble the moment I touched her.
* * *
Renka’s shower took a very long time.
When she finally emerged, cautiously opening the door, she was wearing the stockings as I’d requested.
She grumbled that it was her first time putting stockings back on after a shower, and she was so cute I had the urge to bite her.
As Renka slowly approached, I noticed a slight run in her stockings.
It seemed they’d been damaged when she forced them on over her still-damp skin. It was far sexier than if they’d been perfect, and I could feel myself starting to get hard.
I threw off the covers, got off the bed, and walked over to her.
“What…? Why are your hands behind your back…?”
Renka eyed my hidden hands with deep suspicion.
“Want to close your eyes?”
“What…? No…!”
“Hurry up. I want to give you a present.”
“D-don’t make me laugh…! You brought a choker or something, didn’t you!? I saw you grab something when you got out of the car…!”
She saw that? But she wasn’t even looking in my direction.
Did she see my faint reflection in the window?
Given the circumstances, that seemed likely. My slave is very observant.
Besides, the fact that she saw me grab the choker and didn’t say anything could be taken as tacit consent, right?
Impressed that she had guessed the item correctly, I strode right up to her.
Overwhelmed by my presence, Renka flinched and turned away.
Seizing the opportunity, I reached out and fastened the choker around her neck.
Jingle-!
A clear, bright sound echoed through the room.
Startled by the noise coming from her own neck, Renka jumped.
“Hyaa!?”
The movement caused the bell on the choker to shake violently, making an even louder sound than before.
“Hyak!”
She instinctively brought a hand to her neck to grab the bell and glared daggers at me.
“Hey… I-is this a bell…?”
“Yeah.”
“…You son of a bitch!! Are you out of your mind!?”
“What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong…? What am I, a cat? Are you completely insane!?”
“I think it looks good… You don’t like it?”
“Of course not! Who the hell likes this kind of thing?!”
“Plenty of people do.”
“You could have at least warned me…! Why are you so reckless… Hah…!”
A high-pitched moan escaped Renka’s lips as she was arguing.
It was because I had slid my hand up her skirt.
Her body froze instantly. I started by caressing her inner thigh, my hand moving upward. As I went to touch the space between her legs, I felt a certain emptiness and tilted my head.
…What?
Something important that should have been there was missing.
Her panties.
Did she forget to put them on because she was nervous?
I was stunned for a moment before quickly schooling my expression and asking, “No underwear here?”
At that, Renka’s demeanor instantly became demure, and her Adam’s apple bobbed.
“…That’s… w-well, since you were going to… do weird things anyway, down there gets…”
Her voice became incredibly quiet, trailing off at the end.
It seemed she was too embarrassed to say that she gets wet.
An answer like that meant her not wearing panties was entirely intentional.
And it was proof that she knew exactly what was about to happen.
I nodded in understanding and took off my shirt.
Then, I led the startled Renka to the bed, had her climb on top of me, and got her into position.
“W-wait…! You said we’d watch TV first…”
“I can’t wait.”
“But… so suddenly like this… H-hey, what are you doing…!”
Renka scolded me as I reached between her spread legs and started pulling down my pants.
I grabbed the backs of her thighs and lifted, using my legs to kick off my half-removed pants completely.
Then, I undid the buckle at her waist that held her skirt in place.
“Hey, what are you doooing…!!”
Unable to adjust to the suddenly intimate atmosphere, Renka let out a panicked cry.
But it was short-lived. When a breath heavy with excitement escaped my nose, she clamped her mouth shut and became docile.
Swish.
As soon as the buckle was undone, the skirt fell open and slid down, revealing Renka’s vulva, protected only by her stockings.
Forcibly suppressing the desire that was clouding my mind, I tossed the skirt to the side of the bed. I grabbed both sides of the gusset in the center of her stockings and pulled hard.
Riiip-!
The fabric tore.
Her smooth mons pubis now completely exposed, Renka’s eyes flew open.
“Hey…!!!”
Ignoring her angry shout, I tore the stockings further down the sides of her legs and said in a low voice, “Take off your clothes.”
“…First, calm down…”
“Take them off.”
“Ngh…”
Even with her private parts so openly displayed, Renka only hesitated, offering no real resistance.
It might look like she was crushed by my dominant presence, but the reality was completely different.
She was excited. By the somewhat forceful way I was acting, and by the position she was in, looking down at me.
“Hurry.”
I urged her on again. Her face was flushed as she swallowed hard and slowly took off her top.
And I couldn’t hide my surprise when I saw Renka’s bare chest, not even wearing a bra.
Did she completely resign herself to this in the shower?
I had given her a heads-up through MK, but this was too well-prepared.
Not wearing panties, and now this…
The level of perversion Renka showed today, however temporary, surpassed even Chinami’s.
“I-is this… okay…?”
Her body trembled as she asked for my opinion in an incredibly shy tone.
She looked ready to start right away.
I looked up at the girl who had been so feisty just moments ago, now so obedient, and said, “Put your hands behind you for support.”
“…Like this…?”
“The hand covering your neck, too. Put it back.”
“B-but…”
“If you move slowly, the bell won’t ring.”
“……”
She reluctantly moved the hand that had been clutching the bell and placed it on my thigh. She looked at me as if asking what to do next.
When I said nothing and just stared at her, she seemed to realize I wanted her to move on her own. She began to move her hips, very, very slowly.
“Hah… haah…”
Moans, laced with pleasure, were already starting to spill from her lips.
Listening to that obscene sound, I clasped my hands behind my head.