Saturday Morning's Training
Saturday morning's assistant [Idrien Ksakru] (4) Idrien, who had been forcibly trained, looked as though she was in pain. No—rather, she let out soft nasal sounds as if savoring the moment. “Mmm.... mm... schluuuurp....” Only after thoroughly sucking out the remaining semen from the urethra did Idrien carefully pull away from the penis. She exhaled several hot breaths before looking up at Marei with startled eyes, as though she had just come to her senses.
“Uuu.... You’re better than Illien.”
“This... what is this..... I... I.... That’s not it… This is..!”
Marei let out a small laugh at the sight of the female teacher who had been so eagerly servicing him moments ago now trying to back away. “Now then, climb up onto the desk.”
After an entire day of masturbation that still left her unsatisfied, she had stayed up all night, her body exhausted. The pleasure that quenched her thirst and the strange, intoxicating feeling had driven her to act on impulse, but Marei showed no interest. Idrien could not regain her composure with a body that felt joy while serving like a bitch in heat. “I told you to get on.”
“Aah, yes....”
At Marei’s urging, Idrien climbed onto the desk without even sorting out the jumbled mess in her head. “Stick your ass out for me. Spread your pussy.”
“Y-you.... Stop it already...”
Idrien knelt on the narrow desk and slowly leaned her body forward. Her hands reached her buttocks, but they refused to touch her sex. That strange, unidentifiable feeling kept brushing against her, whispering in her ear to obey Marei’s words. The more she hesitated, the stronger the fear grew that following this feeling would change her in some irreversible way.
“Hurry up!”
“Uuu....”
Her mind was simply spinning. Unable to understand her own emotions or thoughts, Idrien once again felt a wave of shame as she thrust her hips out and spread her sticky, thoroughly soaked folds wide enough to be seen from behind. “D-don’t stare so much....”
Idrien’s pride had not yet collapsed. The moment she regained her senses, her usual haughty demeanor returned, and she felt deeply ashamed of her current state. Yet the disgust in her eyes as she looked at Marei was gradually fading, replaced by pleasure and anticipation. The sight made Marei’s penis twitch with renewed vigor.
“Your anal wrinkles are clearly visible. So is that meat toilet hole flooded like a river. Hoo~”
“Hnnit...!”
When he parted the platinum bush and blew a warm breath over the pink flesh, both holes twitched and quivered. “How is it? Feels good?”
“Uhh..... Something... feels strange....”
The fact that the training never grew dull was largely thanks to the beautiful female teacher gradually becoming more honest. Marei had already been thoroughly educated by the two women at home on exactly how to handle this, and things were unfolding just as they had described. Still, breaking in and taming someone was no easy task for a young boy. Yet even as Idrien voiced her reluctance, her body trembled and gushed with arousal, and he found he could endure the difficulty. In fact, he was enjoying it himself.
“It must feel good, right?”
“There’s no way... hnn...!”
When he lightly dragged his tongue over her folds, Idrien bit down on her index finger and let out a small moan. For a moment, he recalled Illien’s image, the one who had told him not to worry and to do as he pleased with her strait-laced younger sister. The sight of the once-violent and threatening female teacher now completely submitting to his words continued to arouse Marei. Every time she neared climax she would lose herself, yet after each orgasm her pride would straighten again, and he found it simply adorable. It felt as though the cries of “more, more, more” were echoing inside his head.
“Idrien’s lower mouth is drooling. It must be hungry?”
Idrien had her eyes tightly shut. Seeing that she had no intention of answering, Marei pressed firmly on her clitoris once more. “Your lower mouth keeps saying it’s hungry. Tell me why it’s drooling so much.”
“Hnn...! When it’s seen.... it gets hot... inside keeps getting poked and prodded...”
Marei tormented the female teacher in a teasing manner, tracing her with his fingertips or blowing air without ever using the lewd meat jar that was gushing like a tropical rainforest. “H-how long... are you going to keep teasing me...”
“It’s not enough, is it?”
With a nod of understanding, he brought his penis—glistening with precum—before Idrien. The woman whose legs were held open and sex fully exposed was subtly shifting her body toward Marei. Idrien, staring fixedly at the massive shaft, seemed unaware that her own body was moving forward of its own accord.
“I was thinking of using this hole today... What do you think?”
“Th-that place... ahhnn...!”
He brought his finger to the heavily wrinkled rear hole. Her body flinched as though startled by the sudden suggestion, but Marei slowly pushed his finger between her buttocks. “Ahhnn..! Th-this is strange.. Th-that kind of place...!”
The sight of her twisting her body while speaking with a flushed face held no persuasive power whatsoever. Marei spotted an ink pen on the corner of the desk and smiled mischievously. “Wh-why the pen...?”
“Stay still. That’s an order.”
Though the oil-based ink did not adhere well to bare skin, Marei slowly began writing. Idrien trembled as she read the words inscribed on her thigh and lower abdomen, yet she could not even resist the command and only continued to drip with arousal.
“Idrien Ksakru, the meat toilet who loves Marei’s cock. How about it? Do you like it?”
“Khh...!”
When he read the written words aloud, Idrien’s fingertips trembled violently as she clutched her own thighs. Marei gently stroked her face, which looked as though it might burst into tears from humiliation. At his touch, Idrien visibly swallowed her shame to the point that her cheeks quivered.
“D-don’t think you’ll be forgiven.. hnn.... M-my ass.... hnn..!”
Marei’s finger slipped into her anus as though being sucked in. After moving it back and forth a few times to loosen her, he added another finger and gradually stretched the rear hole wider. “Wh-why that place... hiii...!”
Idrien twisted her body roughly. “Since Idrien is my meat toilet, I have to use this place too. Loren’s anal pussy was nice and tight. I wonder how Idrien’s will feel.”
“M-my ass is... khh...! Th-that’s not what it’s for..!! St-stop....! P-pull it out... hnnn...”
When he withdrew the finger that had been inside her, Idrien let out a sigh of relief. Only after her body continued to tremble and his fingers were thoroughly coated in her fluids did Marei notice the tension leaving her, and he pushed his fingers back into her ass once more. “If you put it in... khhh..... Th-this isn’t a place to put things...! St-stop.. augh...! St-stop...! Hiii...! I-if you put in another one... hnn...!”
While stretching the wrinkles around her anus, Marei’s second finger invaded her rectum. “Saying you hate it while gushing so much is just too cute, isn’t it, Idrien?”
“I-it hurts.... uuu..... It’s strange.. This kind of thing...! M-my ass... hnn...!”
Even as she trembled from the discomfort, Idrien kept throwing her head back and then forward, letting out adorable whimpers whenever inexplicable pleasure suddenly struck her.
“Shall we try using it now? Your anal pussy?”
“Th-that kind of thing. Th-there’s no way it’ll fit!!”
Idrien cried out loudly. Her green eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, as though she might burst into tears at any moment. “Then shall I just use your pussy instead?”
“R-rather the front.. the front...”
Watching Idrien begin to sob, Marei felt a drunken sort of exhilaration. It was similar to the hazy feeling he got when the elders occasionally let him have a sip of alcohol during festivals. Intoxicated by the atmosphere, sadistic impulses he had never shown toward Illien or Labella came spilling out.
“Then beg for it. I was planning to use this place today, but I’ll consider listening to what Idrien has to say.”
“D-don’t poke... hnnn...!”
When he pushed his fingers even deeper, Idrien let out another adorable cry. Marei grew even more mischievous, repeatedly thrusting and withdrawing his fingers inside her ass. “Hurry. Well? Do it quickly.”
“Auuu...! St-stop...! I-I’ll do it..!”
When he finally pulled his fingers out from between her buttocks, the lewd hole fluttered and then carefully clenched shut. “Th-the meat toilet wishes to receive Marei’s cock.... hnn...! I-I said I wouldn’t..”
“That’s no fun. Start with a self-introduction. Make it one I’ll like. Something worthy of a meat toilet.”
At the sight of Idrien hesitating, Marei brought his penis between her buttocks, and she continued in a trembling voice. Upon hearing the words “worthy of a meat toilet,” a fresh gush of fluids poured out and her eyes grew heavily clouded.
“The second daughter of the Ksakru family, Idrien Ksakru... is Marei’s meat toilet... A sex slave who drools while craving his cock....”
“Idrien is my sex slave, right? You spread when told to spread, speak when told to speak. Because you swore on the World Tree. Isn’t that so?”
“Yes. No, yes....”
When he reminded her of the oath she had tried not to think about, the rebellious look in her eyes began to soften. The hands that had been tightly gripping her thighs slowly loosened, and her body—which had been tense enough to show scattered muscles—melted into a limp, pliant state.
“Good. How many times did you masturbate yesterday?”
“I-I don’t know.....”
Marei smiled faintly at the natural honorific that slipped from Idrien’s lips. Seeing the female teacher’s pride and actions wavering under the atmosphere made him want to ravish her thoroughly right then and there, covering her in semen. “Why don’t you know? Answer me. My Idrien is a meat toilet, after all.”
“......I did it all day... so I lost count....”
“All day? You stayed up all night doing it?”
“Yes....”
Once she had been made honest once, she answered everything he asked with ease.