Chapter 267: A Slave's Mindset [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 267: A Slave's Mindset [R-18]
A faint, wet sound tickled my ear.
The moist friction against my hardened cock.
The sight of her slightly parted labia, having swallowed a part of my shaft, moving softly was incredibly lewd.
“Hngh...!”
Renka, who now had her hands braced on my chest as she moved her hips, shuddered intermittently.
She was clearly feeling immense pleasure each time my shaft brushed against a sensitive spot.
The small sound from the bell on her neck with every movement also seemed to be playing a large part in her current state.
Looking down at me with an incredibly seductive expression as she bucked her pelvis, Renka asked in a barely audible voice.
“L-Like this...?”
Was she wondering if she was serving me properly?
Or was she uncomfortable with me just staring at her in silence?
It could have been both.
“You’re doing well. It feels good.”
“.....”
“How about you, Captain?”
“I... I don’t know... I don’t think it’s that great... Ah...!”
Renka’s hips, which had been trying to act coy, bucked hard.
Tinkle-!
The sound of the bell that escaped because of it. Hearing it, Renka’s face, which already looked like it was about to explode, turned an even deeper shade of red.
She’d been feeling a constant, weak stimulation and had just felt a huge wave of pleasure, yet she said it wasn’t that great? That was ridiculous.
To her, who was telling such a pathetic lie, I said,
“Keep going.”
“.... T-Turn off... the light...”
“No.”
“Turn it off... I can’t do it like this...”
“I said no.”
“Th-Then at least dim it...”
I could do that much for her.
Replying that I would, I turned the dimmer switch next to the bed to the left.
“Is that better?”
Renka’s eyes scanned the room.
Frowning as if she wasn’t satisfied with the considerably dimmed light, she answered.
“Dim it more...”
“Why are you so demanding?”
“Hurry... hurry up and dim it more...!”
“Politely.”
“Hey...! I’m doing what you want right now...! You could at least do this much for me...”
Hearing Renka’s whining, I was momentarily overcome with the urge to thrust into her.
Her tone, laced with unintentional cuteness, was so endearing. So much so that for a moment, I actually considered granting her wish.
Barely reigning myself in, I shook my head firmly.
“This is the absolute limit. If you want it dimmer, ask politely.”
“.....”
Renka’s slender fingers curled as if they were about to scratch and pinch my skin at any moment.
After glaring fiercely at me with a face full of dissatisfaction, she eventually squeezed her eyes shut, unable to bear the shame of looking at my face, and spoke in a pleading tone.
“P-Please dim it...”
“More politely.”
“.... How can I be any more polite than this...”
“You can. You know how.”
“Hah... Why do I have to go that far...”
“You don’t have to. I’m fine with doing it like this.”
At those words, Renka lifted a hand and clenched it into a fist.
Thwack-! She punched me in the chest.
She shot me a look as if fed up with how unaffected I was despite her hitting me quite hard, then jolted her body several times, forgetting what she was sitting on.
It was her own way of expressing her impatience.
Then, as if feeling the hard sensation from below, she flinched and froze—an added bonus.
Renka was so beautiful today.
Her clumsy movements, her embarrassed expression, her completely deflated voice...
Everything was perfect. Enough to pierce right through a fan's heart.
How could I not give her a reward for this?
Letting out a low chuckle as I watched her, I dimmed the lights almost completely while she hesitated.
“There?”
“.... Yeah...”
“Now, start moving again.”
Slide, sliiide.
As soon as I finished speaking, Renka began moving her pelvis again.
I could feel that her hip movements had become more skillful than when she first started.
She adapted quickly. My slave is a fast learner; how admirable.
In the darkened room, I could see Renka’s figure writhing.
With the lights off, the excitement actually intensified.
I wonder if she knew that a silhouette like that was even more arousing than seeing her naked body directly.
It felt like all my senses, except for sight, had become sharper.
“Hey... how long do I have to do this...?”
“Is it hard?”
“It’s not hard, but... it feels strange...”
“Strange how?”
“I don’t know... Aah...! I don’t know... Hnngh...!”
Short moans kept bursting out between her words.
I could feel the slick she’d produced beginning to seriously drench my cock, and I could hear the sound of her ragged breaths.
“Hic-!?”
I grabbed the legs of Renka, who was expressing her arousal with her entire body, and flexed my lower half. Feeling my cock stir beneath her, she started in surprise and trembled.
Tinkle-!
“Ah...!”
The tinkling sound that rang out in that moment.
Renka quickly brought a hand to her neck and complained.
“Can’t I take off the choker...? It’s dark anyway, so you can’t see it...”
“I can see it.”
“Don’t lie...”
“I’m not lying. I can see it just fine, so leave it on.”
“Hah... I really hate this...”
“I like you, Captain.”
“.....”
As if my subtle confession had softened her up a bit, the grumbling Renka fell silent.
Once again, the friction began from below.
Feeling the sensation of her wet sex brushing up and down my shaft grow stronger, I stroked Renka’s stockings, which were slightly damp with a cold sweat.
At that, Renka, who had been silently moving her hips, cursed at me.
“You fucking pervert... Hngh...! Does this feel good...?”
“It does.”
“Does doing this... get you all excited and stuff...?”
“Extremely. A little more and I think I’m going to cum.”
“Cough!”
Hearing me talk so openly about cumming, a flustered Renka started coughing.
And yet, the fact that she was still serving me through it all made me so happy I could go crazy.
As if she’d choked on her spit, she coughed repeatedly before asking cautiously.
“Um... do I have to do this until you... come...?”
“Yeah.”
“A condom... shouldn’t you wear one...?”
“Why the sudden talk about condoms?”
“Oh, no... it’s just... what if you come...?”
“If I come, I come. What you’re worried about won’t happen, so keep going.”
“.... I’m tired...”
“I know you’re not.”
“I am tired...! I said I’m tired...!”
As if annoyed by my cold demeanor, Renka huffed in frustration and dug her nails in.
Then she put her weight into it and pressed down hard on my chest.
It looked like she wanted to pinch or hit me but held back, worried she might actually hurt me.
I gave a pleasant smile at her kind heart and asked.
“Are you really tired?”
“Yeah...!”
“Come here.”
I grabbed one of Renka’s wrists and pulled her toward me, causing her upper body to collapse against mine.
The feeling of Renka’s soft breasts pressing firmly against me as she lay limply in my arms wasn’t bad.
“Should we rest like this for a bit, then?”
“Let go...”
Despite her words, Renka wasn’t struggling at all.
In fact, a smile spread across my lips on its own when she draped her arms over my shoulders.
“Look at me.”
“I can’t see you, so what’s the point...”
“Hurry up.”
“Ugh, no...! You’re just going to make me do something weird again... And stop using informal speech...”
“I said, look at me.”
“.....”
When I urged her in a stern tone, Renka lifted her head to look at me, her whole body radiating annoyance.
The sweet scent wafted from her sweat-drenched body.
As I savored it, I let out a small laugh when Renka’s long ponytail slid down and tickled my side.
“What...! Why are you laughing at me...? You wanna die...?”
“I wasn’t laughing at you. I laughed because your hair tickled me.”
“I told you to stop with the informal speech, didn’t I...?”
It was funny how she changed the subject, probably because she was embarrassed.
I gently brushed away the strands of hair stuck to her faintly visible face and said,
“Try moving like this.”
“How am I supposed to move...?”
“Like before.”
“.... I can’t.”
“Do you think I’ll believe you when you say you can’t without even trying? Do it before I punish you.”
“You’re always threatening to punish me... As if you’d actually do it...”
“Want me to?”
“Hah... so annoying...”
Muttering and complaining, Renka moved her hips.
With our bodies pressed together, her movements were limited, and while it was less intense than when she was sitting upright, the pleasure was still transmitted fully.
I slipped my arms under Renka’s armpits to pat her back, and let out a low laugh when her movements became a little bolder.
As if embarrassed by that, Renka buried her face in the crook of my neck and shoulder and muttered.
“If you make me do this shit again, I’ll kill you...”
“I’ll make you do something different next time, so don’t worry.”
“.... What’s something different...?”
“There’s a lot we can do, so you can look forward to it.”
“Crazy bastard... Just hurry up and finish...”
“Finish what?”
“That...”
“You want me to put it in?”
“Aish, fuck...! That’s not what I meant...”
“You want me to cum quickly?”
“Yeah...”
“Then you should have just said so. Why cause a misunderstanding?”
“Shut up...”
Spitting out a curse with a hint of sincerity, Renka sat up straight again.
Then, as if wanting to get this cringey situation over with as quickly as possible, she began to move her hips rapidly.
Schlick... schlick...
The point of connection now seemed to be making a wet, squelching sound.
As I silently received Renka’s service while listening to that erotic sound, I felt a sensation in my lower half, as if every single cell was flowing with my bloodstream, and I let out an uncomfortable cough.
Noticing my state, Renka increased the range of her movements and asked.
“Hahh... when... when are you going to come...?”
“Just a little more.”
“You’ll tell me when you’re about to come, right...?”
“I told you I would... Nngh...!”
I couldn’t help but squirm mid-sentence.
It was because Renka had bent the first knuckle of her finger and lightly grazed my ribs.
As I clenched my teeth against the immense, ticklish pleasure that erupted from the spot, Renka, who had tensed up in response, asked urgently.
“Why...? Are you about to come now...?”
Judging by the bewildered way she asked, it seemed her caress just now had been accidental.
No, it was too deliberate for that... Could it be that she just didn’t expect me to have such a strong reaction?
“No. Not yet. Keep going.”
“.... Okay...”
There was a hint of joy in Renka’s obedient reply.
It seemed she was in a good mood because her caress was so successful... I liked that her mindset as a slave seemed to be developing proactively.
Thinking that, I tensed my lower body, gathering and collecting the slowly rising urge to cum.