Chapter 306: Escape Attempt [R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 306: Escape Attempt [R-18]
“Ah...! Ah...!”
Every time my hand gently pressed the spot just below her mons pubis, Chinami would flinch and shudder.
The way she tightly gripped my arm wrapped around her neck as the pleasure built, and the way she tried to muffle her moans, afraid Renka might hear from outside, was just adorable.
Index, middle, and ring finger.
I teased her plump flesh, applying and releasing pressure with those three fingers. When her body, nestled snugly against my chest, began to tremble delicately, I asked.
“Feels good?”
“Huu... Yes...”
“I like you too, Master.”
“Wha—!? I-Is that what you meant...?”
“Then what did you think I meant?”
“Well... that...”
“Here?”
Poke.
With a playful tone, I tapped her vulva, just enough for my fingertip to brush against it. Her body pressed even deeper into my embrace.
“Heuk...! Y-Yes... I thought you were asking about... there...”
Even though it was an indirect question, it must have been embarrassing to answer, yet she showed her honest side without hesitation.
As expected, my Chinami is a total pervert.
“So this feels good too, then?”
“Y-Yes...”
“Look at me?”
“Hut...?”
Letting out a questioning moan, Chinami turned her head toward me.
Her hazy eyes, her parted lips exhaling hot breaths...
She was completely dazed. I pressed my lips to hers.
“Hup...!?”
She was startled, but she quickly calmed down and naturally accepted my tongue.
Exploring the inside of Chinami's mouth, which was filled with the scent of peaches, I spread my index and middle fingers and slowly stroked up and down along the sides of her labia.
“Uuup...!”
Chinami's eyes squeezed shut, and her body gave a great shudder.
Her grip on my wrist tightened, and she tried to close her legs to endure the pleasure rising from between her thighs.
Feeling her tongue stiffen against mine, I gently tapped her vulva—tap, tap—as if to calm her down.
But Chinami was already far too sensitive to accept the touch so calmly.
“Heuup...! Hek...!”
Each time my hand touched that extremely sensitive spot, covered only by a thin pair of disposable panties, Chinami's body trembled as if she were about to lose control.
She would start to gently bite my tongue in her mouth, then open her jaw again, worried she might hurt me...
And yet, she still wanted to kiss, letting out small, cute sighs, completely at a loss.
The visual satisfaction was so great that I decided to raise the intensity, slipping my hand inside her panties.
Then, I gently pushed my middle finger into the center of her soft, wet vulva.
“Myaak...!”
An unidentifiable cry escaped Chinami's lips.
Her eyes flew wide open. The unfamiliar sensation, teasing the entrance to her most important place, must have shocked her to the core.
Or wait, was it not shock, but pleasure? I think I mistook her cry for a scream.
“J-Junior... your finger is in a strange place...”
Chinami’s voice trembled as she pulled her face away.
I gave her a bright smile and said.
“I know.”
“...Y-You do...? Is this part of the massage, too...?”
“Yes.”
“Aha...”
Chinami's hips swayed slightly from side to side.
The sensation from my finger, now slightly inside her, seemed to be unfamiliar.
It was funny how she just accepted it because I called it a massage.
Feeling Chinami's body, already burning with heat, I pushed my finger a little deeper.
With a soft, sliding sensation, my middle finger stopped near her small vaginal opening.
At that, Chinami's body jolted.
“Hah...! Hah...!”
Chinami panted like a puppy after an all-out sprint.
I could feel the heat rising from within her grow stronger, and the amount of fluid she was secreting increase.
She was about to throw her head back; it seemed she was really feeling it.
“That’s it, that’s it.”
I whispered softly into her ear, as if soothing a child. Her body stirred, and she initiated a kiss herself.
Seeing her come at me so eagerly, she must have liked the sound of my voice.
And so, for a long while, I caressed her as she accepted my touch, her legs fidgeting like a restless child's.
* * *
“Haaah...”
Her eyes darted from the TV to the firmly shut door beside it, then back again.
A sigh escaped Renka's lips as she rolled her eyes incessantly.
By now, inside that room... something must be happening.
It was hard to imagine, but considering he'd called it a massage, he was definitely... touching Chinami's body with his hands.
“Crazy bastard...”
Matsuda must have really lost his mind.
If they were going to do it, they should have done it by themselves... She couldn't understand why he'd brought her here.
Was he trying to show off? Or make her jealous?
She didn't understand Chinami's intentions, either.
Why did she just agree to what Matsuda said?
Of course, Renka couldn't say much, since she hadn't put up any real resistance in front of him either, but Chinami wasn't in a master-servant relationship... or whatever... with him like Renka was.
Whatever the case, there was no reason for her to be here.
A massage? She wasn't getting one. It was obvious he'd try to do something lewd with her after he was done with Chinami, and that could happen anytime later.
Not that she was planning on doing anything like that with Matsuda, anyway.
'I have to get out of here.'
No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't accept being here.
So she had to escape.
It was absurd. This was why Matsuda looked down on her and treated her however he wanted.
Reflecting on her own pathetic behavior, Renka threw off the blanket she'd been comfortably wrapped in.
Then, worried Matsuda might hear her moving, she carefully and quietly gathered her bag.
As she was tiptoeing toward the front door like a thief, Renka was suddenly struck by curiosity about what was happening inside that quiet room.
How exactly was Matsuda treating Chinami?
Was he being kind? Or was he being somewhat forceful, like he was with her?
Matsuda was the type to be gentle when talking to someone as nice as Chinami, so it was probably the former, but...
She wasn't trying to compare, she just wanted to know.
'Hmm...'
After wrestling with her thoughts for a short while, Renka decided to eavesdrop on the room after all.
Honestly, anyone in this situation would be dying of curiosity about what was going on in there.
Having rationalized it that way, Renka postponed her decision to leave and crept as carefully as she could to the massage room door, pressing her ear against it.
-...ing... kay...
It sounded like Chinami's voice, full of embarrassment... but she couldn't make out the words clearly.
It sounded lewd. And she felt a secondhand embarrassment.
Gulp.
Swallowing hard, Renka focused as much as she could on the sounds coming from inside the room.
-J-Junior... you can't...
-What can't I do?
-Renka is outside... Mmmngh... Not there...
She could hear them clearly now. Something... something lewd was definitely happening.
From the way she said 'not there,' were they about to have sex?
Or was it foreplay? Since it was a massage, was she telling him not to touch a sensitive spot?
-I can't? Should we take a little break?
-Yes...
-Alright. Are you cold? Should I turn on the heater?
-Mmm...
-Should I hold you?
-Ah, yes please...
-Like this?
-Yes...
Listening to the conversation, Renka pulled her ear away from the door as her heart began to pound.
It wasn't because she was jealous of getting a detailed look into Chinami and Matsuda's relationship, but because she was getting a little pissed off.
'Asshole.'
The guy who gave her forceful commands was being incredibly gentle with Chinami.
Of course, Chinami was the kind of person you couldn't help but be gentle with, and it was true that people treat others differently.
It was natural for him to be nice to Chinami, who had been kind from the very beginning.
And she understood why he was cold to her, since she'd been prejudiced and snappy.
But she and Matsuda were quite close now.
So would it be so hard for him to be even a quarter as kind to her as he was to Chinami?
It wasn't like she hated Matsuda like she used to, and she felt like she'd been listening to him well even before starting the part-time job...
She'd even done the humiliating maid and bunny girl cosplays.
She'd even been locked in a prison under the pretext of a wish and a penalty.
And yet he still treated her like a slave. It was unfair.
A rebellious spirit surged within her.
She knew she shouldn't compare her relationship to another couple's, but Matsuda had a relationship with her, too.
So this was a justifiable feeling.
She would never bow down to Matsuda again.
Exhaling sharply through her nose, Renka headed for the front door.
She put on her shoes and was about to open the door when a worried thought struck her.
'Doesn't the door make a sound when it opens...?'
Hadn't there been some kind of electronic beep when she came in?
She hadn't paid much attention, so she couldn't remember clearly.
If it made a noise, Matsuda would probably notice... He'd definitely said he would really punish her if she tried to run away.
...
Afraid of the aftermath, Renka hesitated, but after a moment's thought, she decided to just leave.
She could just take the punishment later.
As she reached for the doorknob with that thought in mind, she flinched.
Why was she so naturally accepting the act of being punished?
Had Matsuda called her a slave so many times that she'd actually awakened some kind of slave consciousness?
It was ridiculous. It seemed she'd fallen completely for Matsuda's pathetic gaslighting.
'Get lost!'
Forcibly erasing the image of an enraged, whip-wielding Matsuda that had begun to form in her mind, Renka turned the doorknob.
There was no electronic beep. He wouldn't notice. What a relief.
She wasn't relieved that she could leave without Matsuda knowing, but that she wouldn't be interrupting the good time Chinami was having.
But... if Matsuda found out, what kind of punishment would he try to give her?
She wouldn't accept it, but she was curious about what it would be.
Mulling over this and that, Renka turned the knob all the way and pushed the door forward.
And then,
Clunk-!
A rather loud noise erupted from the door's lock, ringing sharply in her ears.
'Aaargh...!'