Asteria Academy
“Slurp, slurp…♡ Haa, Ian… it tastes weird.”
“Probably the precum. You were licking me so slutty that I started leaking already.”
“Precum? Slurp… Aah, so this is proof you’re feeling good…… Mm, it’s salty and kind of strange. But it smells so strongly of you…… I want more.”
Serena lapped at the fluid beading from the tip of my cock over and over, like a child who had just discovered a delicious piece of candy.
“All of that’s coming out because you got me so worked up. Now stop just licking and take it all the way into your mouth.”
I seized a fistful of her pink hair and forced my cock into her small mouth.
“Mmph! Nngh……!”
The massive girth stuffed her mouth full, and Serena’s eyes flew wide. But she soon began sucking with careful devotion.
“Schluurp! Schluuurp!”
She’s a real bitch in heat, no question.
I twisted her hair tighter and shoved the camera lens right up to her face.
“Nngh…… Mmph……!”
“Serena, I’m about to cum. You can swallow every last drop, right?”
“Ummph…… Nngh!”
Her slender throat bulged slightly, and I unloaded a scorching flood of cum straight down into it.
Spurt! Spurt!
“Schluuurp, gulp! Gulp……! Haa, nngh……!”
Thick white fluid she couldn’t swallow in time spilled from the corners of her lips and streaked down over her chest.
I raised the phone that was still recording and took a tight close-up of Serena’s face—mouth hanging open, eyes unfocused, throat still working to swallow my load.
“Good girl, Serena. You ate it all up so nicely.”
My low, vulgar voice cut through the silence, and the pleasure-drenched haze in Serena’s eyes slowly sharpened back into focus.
With a dazed expression she wiped the white traces from her lips with a finger and murmured absently,
“Mm… I swallowed it all. Ian, I did good…. Huh? Ian…?”
In an instant her eyes flooded with pure horror.
“Oh look, the illusion’s worn off.”
The moment Serena realized whose hot, bitter fluid had just slid down her throat—
“Y-you…… Ah, aah…….”
She trembled in shock.
“Ian……? Where’s Ian…… Ugh, ugh!”
“Ian’s been outside crying this whole time. You gave my cock a nice thorough suck while listening to him.”
“N-no!”
I shoved the phone screen right under her nose. The video played: her tongue out, my cock stuffed deep in her mouth, her face lost in pure bliss.
“What do you think Ian would say if he saw this?”
“No… that can’t be… I just…”
She crawled across the floor trying to deny reality, but the girl on the screen was unmistakably sucking my cock with a look of pure happiness.
Meanwhile, Ian had barely clawed free of the illusion and was on his knees on the floor, retching violently.
“Bleeeegh!”
The aftereffects of that vicious hallucination. He had watched his parents murdered and his hometown burn hundreds of times over; his mind was already shredded to rags.
The hand braced against the floor shook hard.
“…These are my memories?”
Everything he had forgotten came storming back through his skull.
The burning house, the screams, his parents’ hands going cold. The more the shattered pieces fit together, the sharper the pain crushing his heart became.
“The memories aren’t fully back yet… I have to drag all of them out.”
Yet at every decisive moment a fog closed over the culprit’s face. Something vital felt sealed away.
He shook his head, straining to remember, but nothing came. Instead Serena’s face rose before him.
“Ah, Serena…….”
He was terrified for the girl who had entered with him. Especially the fact that Lee Seo-jun had also come into this maze sent a chill down his spine.
Ian staggered upright, bracing against the wall.
How long had he run, lost in the maze? Sweat-soaked and groping along the walls, he suddenly heard a faint sob.
“Hic…”
Serena’s crying.
“Serena!”
“I-Ian?!”
Her voice, startled out of her wits, came from the other side of the wall.
“Where are you?! Are you okay? Are you hurt?!”
“U-uhh… W-wait… don’t…”
Serena’s voice sounded wrong. And for a second it felt like she had been talking to someone else.
No way?!
Ian’s heart plummeted. He pounded frantically on the wall where the voice came from.
“Serena! Who are you with?!”
“Ah, th-that’s…”
He felt he couldn’t wait another second. Spotting a seam in the wall where Serena was, he threw his full weight against it.
When he burst inside, only Serena sat crumpled on the floor.
“Serena, are you okay?!”
“Mm… I’m fine…”
“Fine my ass! Your face is burning red!”
Her breathing was ragged, and tear tracks still glistened at the corners of her eyes.
“I-I’m really fine. Ian, I just… the illusion was so scary.”
Serena hastily straightened her clothes and kept her head down.
Ian’s eyes swept the room in a flash.
I definitely heard someone else’s voice just now.
Maybe he was still trapped in an illusion. As he checked the surroundings, doubting his own sanity, Serena grabbed his sleeve hard, looking frantic.
“I-Ian. Can we just get out of here? Please….”
Seeing her so terrified, Ian couldn’t push the questions further or waste another moment.
Getting this girl—who looked ready to collapse any second—to safety came first.
“Okay, but… is Lee Seo-jun all right?”
Serena felt a flash of frustration at how damn nice Ian was and rushed out,
“Th-that bastard went down another passage earlier. He has nothing to do with us, so please just let’s leave, okay?”
The two of them ran, trying to escape the maze. But it was never going to be that easy.
I timed it carefully and slipped out. I’d been inside the maze a long while, yet the space the great mage had created made time flow differently inside and out.
The ratio was roughly ten to one, so while I was wandering the maze only an hour or two had passed outside.
Back in the dorm, I flopped onto the bed and replayed the video I’d shot of Serena today.
With this, turning Pinky into my toy is only a matter of time.
Just imagining what filthy words those lips—that had so eagerly swallowed my cum—would spill next made my cock heavy again.
The next morning I headed straight for the classroom.
It was early; the room was still empty.
I walked right to Serena’s desk and slid a note into the drawer.
You know the old warehouse on the outskirts? Come at lunch. If you’re late, I’ll show Ian the video.
I wonder what face she’ll make when she finds this.
I twisted a smirk and went to my seat at the very back, face down on the desk.
Before long students began trickling in. Finally Serena appeared, walking in side by side with Ian.
She was trying hard to act like last night had been nothing but a dream, but she couldn’t hide the deep shadows under her eyes or her deathly pale complexion.
Ian helped her into her seat and took his own. Out of habit Serena reached into her desk drawer—then froze.
“Serena, what’s wrong?”
“Ah, nothing.”
She’d found the note. She excused herself to the bathroom and slipped out, no doubt to read it in private.
While she was gone I stood, dropped into the seat beside Ian, and slung an arm roughly around his shoulders.
“Hey, pretty shitty of you two to ditch me and leave first.”
“That’s…”
“I got stuck in there forever because of you, you bastard. Felt good running off and leaving me behind?”
“…Sorry. Serena wasn’t doing well. I didn’t have a choice.”
Ian hung his head, guilt written all over his face.
“Then you should apologize, right?”
“…….”
“You’re buying dinner tonight. Something expensive. The three of us, clear the air over a meal.”
“Out of nowhere?”
“Yeah. And… sorry for messing with you lately.”
The second the apology left my mouth my gut twisted like hell, but I didn’t show it.
Thankfully, after swallowing the dragon’s blood my physical abilities had shot past human limits—including sphincter control—so I managed to keep a straight face and force the pain down.
At least I can survive this.
Ian’s eyes went wide at the sudden apology.
“…Okay. I’ll ask Serena and we’ll go together.”
“Good. Looking forward to it.”
I clapped his shoulder and returned to my seat. Right then Serena came back from the bathroom, shot me a quick glance, flinched hard, and looked away.
She’d definitely read the note.
A moment later Ian went straight over to her and started talking about dinner.
Serena looked ready to scream on the spot, but when Ian insisted she accept the apology she finally gave a weak little nod.
I was already looking forward to dinner.
When lunch came I headed for the warehouse at once. But Chloe stopped me.
“Lee Seo-jun.”
“What business does the Young Lady have with this lowly bastard?”
Even at my mocking tone Chloe didn’t so much as twitch; she just pinned me with those ice-cold eyes.
“I heard from Ian. What the hell are you scheming?”
She stared at me full of suspicion.
“Scheming? Why twist a man’s sincerity like that? I’ve had a change of heart. I’m just trying to get along with Ian properly from now on.”
“Liar. Your eyes say nothing of the sort.”
“Then come check for yourself.”
“Fine. I’ll join you at that dinner. Whatever plot you’re cooking up, as long as I’m there it will never succeed.”
“Whatever you say.”
I shrugged, brushed past her, and kept walking toward the warehouse.