The Academy's Savior
We fell silent at the sudden demand to masturbate.
Unlike the other rooms, this one was far too blatant. The others had been explicit enough, sure, but none of them had spelled it out with such direct, crude instructions. Following a pose painted on a wall was one thing. This was something else entirely.
Copying a pose and actually masturbating are completely different acts.
It was the difference between passive and active. Following a pose only required looking and imitating. Masturbation came with no concrete guidance at all.
I glanced sideways at Rachel standing next to me. We had already seen every inch of each other and shown every part worth showing, yet her face was still flushed so red it looked ready to burst.
“Th-this dungeon is seriously…”
Rachel glared up at the ceiling as if she had finally had enough. Then she let out a long sigh and walked toward the center of the room.
“…Chairman. Are you going to do it?”
“Of course. We came this far just to quit? Wouldn’t everything we’ve done up to now be a waste? Not that we have a choice anyway. There’s no other option for us.”
“That’s true, but… I thought you’d at least hesitate a little, Chairman.”
“D-don’t get the wrong idea! I’m not some pervert who likes masturbating! I just resolved not to back down from this dungeon!”
“Right. Of course.”
Was resolve really enough for something like this? If it were, life would be a whole lot easier.
She was right that we had no other choice. But from where I stood, Rachel’s complete lack of hesitation wasn’t only about that.
Right now Rachel is completely worked up from Eplacia’s pollen.
I stole a sidelong glance at her crotch. She was soaked so thoroughly anyone could tell at a glance. Love juices were dripping steadily out from the sides of her micro bikini armor, trailing down her plump, snow-white thighs.
◈ Consuming it raises all physical abilities for 10 minutes.
◈ Consuming it raises defense and attack power by 100% for 10 minutes.
◈ Consuming it restores stamina and heals wounds.
◈ Contains a mild aphrodisiac effect.
◈ Effective on males only.
…I stared too long. Now this is popping up.
Thud!
Rachel stripped off her bikini armor and stood completely naked. Even after writhing her hips naked in front of me and climaxing, she still hadn’t fully discarded her shame; she covered her pussy with both hands.
She isn’t covering her breasts, so I guess that counts as progress.
Despite how aroused she was, her pink nipples remained hidden inside her areolas.
“H-hurry up and let’s move to the next room.”
“Yes, Chairman.”
I wrapped my left hand around my cock. Having a beautiful woman in heat right in front of me and still having to jerk off by hand… it was pure torture.
Gulp. I could hear Rachel swallow from here. She stared fixedly at my cock and slowly moved the hands that had been covering her pussy. Smooth, plump mound, tightly closed labia, and a clit that had swollen stiff from sheer arousal.
The moment my hand began stroking my cock, her fingers started rubbing her pussy.
Her hand movements looked natural enough that she clearly masturbated regularly.
Masturbate at close range.
We had been standing about seven meters apart, and the dungeon clearly didn’t like that.
“…Seong. Come over here.”
“Man, this dungeon is picky.”
I stepped closer.
Three meters.
Masturbate at close range.
Even three meters wasn’t good enough for the dungeon.
“It’s not going away.”
I moved even closer to Rachel.
Not even one meter—less than fifty centimeters. The moment we could feel each other’s breath and body heat, the dungeon’s message finally vanished.
“Haa… haa… haah…”
Her uneven breathing told me exactly how worked up she was. She was properly in heat.
If she weren’t a virgin, she might already be begging me to fuck her.
Even in full heat she was still a virgin, so she didn’t ask to be filled. She simply didn’t know the pleasure of a cock inside her. Once she learned, masturbation alone would never satisfy her again.
“Chairman. Should we sit down?”
“Sit down? Yes… that would be more comfortable.”
We sat on the floor. The entire room was clean, so there was nothing to worry about.
I deliberately thrust my cock out, gripped it with my left hand, and stroked up and down. It was already slick with precum, making wet squelching sounds.
Rachel watched me masturbate as if entranced and spread both legs wide. She began rubbing her twitching pussy with her fingers. Squelch, squelch, squelch. The wet sounds coming from her were even louder than mine.
“Haah… nn…”
“Chairman. There’s something I’m curious about.”
“Hm? Yes, go ahead and ask.”
Even while talking, neither of our hands stopped. It wasn’t that we had grown used to it—our burning lust simply refused to care about anything else.
“Do you usually masturbate like that?”
“Pardon?”
“No, I was just wondering. I usually do it this way myself.”
Jerking off bare-handed was something I hadn’t done in a very long time. With so many women around me there was rarely any need. Even when I did, I used an onahole; if things got truly urgent I just bought some or hopped into another creative work and fucked someone there.
For the record, when it came to worlds good for rape, the Radiant Ascension world was better than Baekhwan. The landmass in Radiant Ascension was ridiculously vast, and you ran into plenty of small villages while traveling. Unlike Baekhwan, you could rape women like a beast without relying on noble authority and almost never face any aftermath.
“I-I see. I… I do it this way too. Hnnn…”
Her fingers, still rubbing her pussy, slid upward and began tormenting her swollen clit—pinching it lightly between two fingers, rolling it side to side.
Pfft.
A thin stream of love juice shot out onto the floor. It felt like she had spat. It wasn’t a full orgasm, just a light peak, but the visual was so perfect I nearly came on the spot.
“Aahn…”
Rachel sank deeper into her masturbation. She moved her free hand up to knead one of her large breasts. The twitching of her pussy grew more intense. Then tension shot through her legs. Her entire body went rigid.
“Hnn…?! Haaaaaahn…!”
Orgasm crashed over her. Her back arched so hard she toppled backward. Her knees rose and her pussy tilted upward. Pfft-pfft-pfft-pfft! Her pussy gushed love juice in thick spurts. Her thumb and index finger never stopped pinching her clit.
I came as well, shooting ropes of cum. The white jets rocketed toward the ceiling as if trying to ascend to heaven, then rained down perfectly onto her body. A flawless cock mortar.
After that spectacular finish, Rachel collapsed limp on the floor. Her body kept twitching as if savoring the aftershocks.
I approached her, putting on a worried expression.
“Chairman! Are you all right?!”
In truth I just wanted a closer look.
“…Aah… Yes. I’m fine…”
Cum had splattered across her face as well.
“The door is open. But it might be better to rest a bit. …Sorry for coming so much.”
“…It’s fine. I… I got some on you too, so we’re even. Just… just let me rest like this a little longer… then we can move.”
“There’s a lot of cum on you. Want me to wipe it off with my hands?”
The aphrodisiac’s effects were still lingering. Even if she was spent right now, there was no way this alone would satisfy her. Rachel didn’t refuse immediately; she stayed silent for a moment, then slowly opened her mouth.
“…C-could I ask you to? There’s… no special meaning. It’s just too sticky and gross. My arms and legs have no strength right now, so I can’t clean it myself…”
“I understand. Hah. Looking at it myself, I really did come a lot.”
I moved my hands slowly.
First I wiped the cum from her face—gently, almost like a caress.
“Aah…”
Rachel’s eyelashes fluttered.
Stimulation.
She would be feeling a completely different level of pleasure from when she touched herself. With her body this sensitive, even more so.
My hand slid down from her face to her collarbone, then to her massive breasts. Because she was lying down, they couldn’t keep their full, rounded shape and spilled sideways under their own weight. I pretended to wipe away cum while stroking her tits, sneaking in little squeezes while watching her reaction.
“Ah… aah…”
Unfortunately I couldn’t keep fondling her breasts forever. Next my hand traveled down to her waist. I brushed along her waist and lower belly, then skipped right over her pussy and moved to her thighs.
Not touching her pussy will only make her burn hotter.
I still lacked a good enough excuse to touch it directly.
Honestly, I could shove my cock in right now and she probably wouldn’t resist…
But that would be no fun.
“Th-thank you, Seong.”
“Don’t mention it. Ah, would it be all right if you called me Yujin instead? Being called Seong feels a little awkward.”
“…Actually I feel the same. The name Yujin is more comfortable for me too. I’ll call you that from now on. Th-there’s no other meaning.”
“Yes. No other meaning on my side either.”
After that Rachel stood up. The way her upper body swayed was spectacular.
We moved to the next room in silence.
The next room was a rest area. I had half expected it. It was about time a recovery room showed up.
Refrigerator, dining table, bed, shower, toilet.
What I welcomed most was the toilet. We had been stuck in this dungeon for nearly four or five hours without being able to relieve ourselves. The only downside was that it was a squat toilet. That part I didn’t like.
The refrigerator was exciting too. I was genuinely curious what was inside. The shower was a perfect chance to wash off the sticky mess. Both our bodies reeked of the fishy scent of love juice and cum. The bed was nice as well—no more lying on hard floors.
“I want to use the toilet first…”
Rachel muttered. A small note of frustration colored her voice.
There was a problem.
There were no partitions of any kind. The shower, toilet, and sleeping area were all completely open behind transparent glass. It was worse than a motel. At least motels hid the bathroom. And the only bed was a single super-single.
“I’ll keep my head turned.”
“…Would you? Even if I’ve gotten somewhat used to everything else, the thought of someone watching me defecate is still too humiliating.”
She walked straight toward the toilet—the squat toilet.
But her steps were blocked by an invisible wall.
You must satisfy the conditions to use the rest area.
Follow the paintings on the wall.
We had been so distracted by the rest facilities that we only noticed the murals late.
“…So we can’t even rest for free.”
“Yujin. More importantly… those murals. Are they what I think they are?”
“Hmm… Probably. It’s pretty shocking.”
There were two paintings on the wall. Both depicted the two of us pissing on each other’s bodies.
“……”
“……”
Leaving the horrified Rachel behind, I wordlessly lay down on the floor. Of course my cock was standing straight up. The first painting showed the woman pissing.
“Chairman. Let’s just get it over with quickly. The shower is right next to us, so we can wash immediately after.”
“To think we have to do even this…”
Rachel approached and stood over my cock.
“Please match the painting exactly.”
“Yes. The dungeon might pick nits otherwise.”
Rachel spread her thighs a little wider and bent her knees. Then she used both hands to spread her pussy as far as it would go. The pink inner flesh came into full view—tiny urethra and the entrance still dripping love juice.
We both kept our mouths shut.
“……”
Liquid began flowing from her urethra and poured onto my cock. It felt like being hit by a waterfall. She must have been holding it in for a long time; it went on for quite a while.
“Haa…”
Rachel let out a sigh and trembled faintly. Then she looked at me and dropped to her knees on the floor.
“Your turn, Yujin.”
“Yes.”
I stood up, gripped my erect cock, and Rachel knelt on the floor facing me. Following the mural, I pissed onto her collarbone. The stream ran down over her large breasts and dripped lower.
Use the rest area. However, all rest facilities must be used by both of you together.
We headed straight for the shower. The rule said we had to use everything together, but by this point we had already come too far to start fretting over that.