Hero Academy (3-23)
Chapter 216 consists solely of the sex scene with Rena that was skipped in Chapter 215. This is a scene filled with the author's personal desires, so if you wish to stay immersed in the story, feel free to skip ahead to the next chapter.
The contents of Chapters 215 and 216 have been restructured. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause while reading.
I peeled Rena's maid uniform off piece by piece as I whispered to her.
"Are the wounds from earlier okay?"
"Thank you for your concern. I received treatment earlier."
I stripped away the top of her maid uniform and buried my face in the valley of her breasts with a sigh of relief.
"I'm glad…"
"Mmm…"
I let out that relieved breath and began slowly kneading her breasts with both hands. Even through the pure white bra she still wore, I could feel the heat radiating from her skin.
"Haa… Rena…"
"Haah… haa… hnn…"
For a moment I simply wanted to nuzzle against her breasts and savor that soft warmth. My cock, however, refused to let me stay so gentle. The breasts filling my hands—still hidden beneath the bra—began to swell from within, something rising hard against my palms. I couldn't see it from the outside, but every sensation in my fingers told me exactly what was happening. Each time I worked my hands over those twin hills, the stiff nipples brushing against my knuckles announced her growing state. The heat pouring from Rena's body into my cheeks transformed into pure fuel that set my own excitement boiling.
"Haa… haang… hnnngh…"
I looked up at the thoroughly aroused Rena and smiled. Then I hooked a finger under the center strap of the bra that was barely containing those two peaks and flicked it free. Instantly her large, gathered breasts surged outward like a breaking wave, bouncing hard.
"Hnn!"
"Slurp… suck…"
I took one bright-red, fully erect nipple into my mouth.
"Haang… hnnngh! Haah! Hnn…"
"Suck…"
Even as my tongue melted under the heat of her, Rena's body only burned hotter, pouring more of that fire into me. I kept her nipple between my lips until it flushed so red with excitement that it almost looked pitiful. When it finally escaped my mouth, the little bud still trembled uncontrollably on its own. I pinched the quivering nipple between my fingers and leaned over her face, watching her reaction as I gently rolled the hot tip.
"Haah… hnn! Haang…"
Rena was fighting with everything she had to endure my fingers. Watching her struggle like that, a new idea suddenly sparked in my mind.
…That might be good.
Once the act truly began, Rena always lost her mind completely, reason flying out the window. But at the start she was always like a pure virgin, too embarrassed to do anything at all. I liked that side of her too, yet right now I was hungry for something different. I stopped my hands, rose from the bed, and went to fetch something from beside it.
"…Master?"
Rena, cheeks flushed, could only watch me with unfocused eyes. I set a large full-length mirror upright next to the bed. Then I gently scooped her into my arms, lifted her, and sat her on the edge of the mattress. Pink hair, eyes that still held a fierce edge, and a maid uniform with the top completely stripped away—Rena stared at her own reflection and fidgeted restlessly. Even in ordinary moments, simply showing me a shameful side of herself made embarrassment bloom deep inside her. The mirror held none of the usual proud, commanding Rena. It showed only a woman with her breasts bare, completely captured by a man. She turned her head toward me in confusion, not knowing what to do, and I smiled as I whispered quietly into her ear.
"All right. Now lift your skirt in front of the mirror."
"Hnn… Yes…"
The Rena who normally answered at once hesitated for a beat before replying. She steadied her breathing, stood before the mirror, and raised her skirt all the way to her waist. Beneath it she still wore the matching white panties with side ties—the last line of defense protecting her most precious place. I began slowly pulling one of those beautifully armed strings.
"Hnn! Hnn…"
The moment she felt the string draw tight, Rena flinched and tried to turn her head away. I immediately scolded her.
"No. Look straight into the mirror."
"Hnn… Yes…"
Everything about the situation was alien to her. She was forced to stare at her own lewd state, and I was radiating a far more intimidating atmosphere than usual. While she struggled to keep her eyes on the glass, one side string of her panties slipped free with a soft whisper. The fabric slid askew yet still managed to cover her pussy for a few more seconds. Only a few more seconds. I untied the remaining string. Rena's face turned scarlet as she watched her own underwear slide down her legs and pool on the floor. In the middle of that fall, the love juices she had been desperately trying to hold back stretched out in a thin, glistening thread of light.
"Khh… mmph…"
I hadn't even laid a single finger on her body, yet the shame alone left her legs so weak she looked ready to faint. She strained with everything she had not to take in the sight of herself, but my command kept her pupils locked dead-center on the mirror. Maid top stripped away, skirt held high by her own hands, and a pussy soaked and gleaming with juices—Rena had never imagined she would feel this much humiliation simply from looking at her own body. That very humiliation, however, was already turning into fresh stimulation that wet her further. While she stood there reflecting every filthy, shameful detail in the glass, I stepped in behind her and wrapped my arms around her. My hands covered her pussy and her breasts as I whispered against her ear.
"Look… Rena de Peron. This is the filthy sight you show me every single day."
"Th-that's not… this is… this is…"
She shook her bright-red face, trying to deny it. Nowhere in the mirror remained the Rena who had earlier swung a silver-filled sword with such imposing presence. There was only a woman who had bared her breasts and pussy like a pervert, craving my cock. Watching that version of her, the will of my dick and what little reason I had left began to clash.
If I keep doing this every time, she might start to hate me.
Other women would feel embarrassed too, but I could say with absolute certainty that none of them matched Rena. She was extremely ashamed of exposing her private places. And that very shame was what stimulated my lower half even more. Completely different from earlier… From behind the Rena who was barely managing to stare into the mirror, I began toying with her breasts and pussy.
Schlick… schlick… schlick…
"Haah… hnn…. Haaang!"
"Don't let go of the skirt."
"Haang… Yes… Haaaang!"
She tried her hardest to obey, yet her hands trembled so hard the hold looked ready to collapse. Every time I issued a direct order into her ear, she forced strength into her arms and legs and fought to stay focused. A fierce urge rose in me—to drown both her mind and her body in pleasure at once. Thinking about it, I only ever felt this particular hunger with Rena. Watching a pure, upright virgin crumble in front of me and sink completely under my control made a sense of conquest overflow beyond control. She possessed the kind of black-hole charm that made restraint impossible. The desire inside me whispered endlessly to keep tormenting her. The once-neat thatch of her pubic hair was already a complete mess, soaked and matted with juices.
I can't hold back anymore.
I stopped fighting the boiling lust, stripped off my pants, sat on the edge of the bed, and spoke to the heavily breathing Rena.
"All right. Put it in yourself."
"L-like this…?"
"Yeah. Keep the skirt lifted and keep looking in the mirror while you put it in."
"U-understood…"
Without taking her eyes off the glass, Rena stepped backward until her entrance hovered over my cock. The juices dripping from her coated not only her thighs but also the head of my dick in a sticky film. I leaned my upper body back as far as I could so she could take me easily. She lined the tip of my cock up perfectly with her hole and asked again in a trembling voice.
"M-Master… l-like this… haah!"
I gave a small upward thrust of my hips, tapped her pussy with the head, then pulled back and answered.
"Yeah. Today you're going to do it, Rena."
"Hnn… Understood."
She spread her legs, settled between mine, and slowly began lowering her hips. Using only the reflection in the mirror to adjust her position, she gently guided the head of my cock between her outer lips.
"Hnn!"
From there she continued sinking her lower body, letting out soft moans.
"Hnnngh…. Hnn!"
Watching herself perform the insertion she normally only received seemed to drive her excitement even higher. My cock pushed deep into her tight, springy insides until her ass met my hips and the tip kissed her womb.
"Haa… hnn… hnnngh…"
Even then her eyes stayed locked on the mirror, clearly taking in the image of herself sitting on a man's lap with his cock buried inside her. The pulse of my dick made her inner walls start to throb in answer. Sitting still like this was useless, though.
"Rena de Peron."
"Hnn! Yes!"
The moment she heard her full name she flinched and answered in a loud voice. Peron Grand Duke… thank you. Thanks to you I discovered your daughter's command switch, and I'm putting it to excellent use.
"Move."
"U-understood…"
Wearing an expression mixed with pleasure and shame, Rena slowly lifted her hips and drew my cock out.
Schlick…
"Hnn…"
Then she sank back down. Drew out again. It was pure repetition, yet every time the head of my cock kissed her womb her face looked as if she were experiencing an entirely different act. Gradually she began to pick up speed.
Schlick… schlick… schlick…
"Haang! Hnn! Haang… Haaang!"
"Khh… haa…"
The pitch of her moans grew completely chaotic, and the pleasure exploding from my cock became almost impossible to endure. Her juices coated my entire length and ran down over my perineum. The pace climbed higher still.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
"Haaang! Haaaang! I can't! I can't stop! Haaaang!"
"Rena de Peron! You're the best after all!"
In that moment I couldn't bring myself to degrade her at all. In the end I was nothing more than a man completely captured by her hole. Even as she increased her speed she kept a white-knuckled grip on her skirt, forcing herself to watch every single thrust she made.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.
"Hnnngh! Haang! Haaaaang!"
Pink hair whipping wildly, breasts bouncing hard, beautiful face twisted in pure pleasure as she cried out— I could only guess at her expression from the back, yet it didn't matter in the slightest. What mattered was that she was dancing on my lap like a gorgeous dancer. Rena began slamming her ass down onto my fixed hips, driving the speed even higher.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Haaaang! Haaaaang! Hnnngh! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cummm!!"
"Khh! Rena, I'm cumming!"
"Cum inside!! Haaaang!! Haaaaaang!!"
The instant her madly thrashing ass crashed down onto my lower abdomen, I forced every drop of semen stored in my balls deep into her womb.
"Haaah! Hnnngh!"
"Khhh!"
Rena, who had been thrashing her waist without pause, seemed to lose all strength in her upper body; she leaned back against me and twitched with every spurt of my cum while still staring into the mirror. Only after every last drop had been emptied could I finally pull my cock free of her pussy. I spread her legs wide, sat her on my thighs, and used both hands to open her folds.
"Hnnngh…"
The opened hole twitched and slowly began to spill white liquid mixed with her juices. Rena stared weakly at the cum trailing down her perineum. I leaned in and whispered softly into her ear.
"Rena… I'm really sorry about today."
"Haa… Master…"
The apology I had promised earlier, when I held her and protected her, was something I could only manage to deliver now. After that I pulled Rena fully onto the bed and decorated the rest of the night with another round of fierce sex.