Chapter 113: (Rimjob Warning) Heroes Who Lost Their Original Intentions (5)
Chapter 113: (Rimjob Warning) Heroes Who Lost Their Original Intentions (5)
I lost. In the end, I really lost. Even if I only gave in because my desire for defeat flared up, the fact remained that I had lost the orgasm denial contest.
‘Then that future Queen saw is actually going to...?’
Before the Uncle began the discipline in earnest, Queen had said it. She saw a future where my face was buried in the Uncle’s ass. It meant that with the Uncle in the middle like a sandwich, Queen would be giving him a blowjob while I gave him a rimjob.
The Uncle had been clear when we started the first stage—the orgasm denial contest. He said he would give a merit to the winner and a penalty to the loser.
Between a blowjob and a rimjob, it didn't take much thought to figure out which was the merit and which was the penalty.
"Then I suppose it’s time to move on to the second stage. As I mentioned before, the 'original intention' we’re reclaiming this time is 'the spirit of service toward the citizens.' I’ll stand right here, so Queen, come to my front, and Floss, go to my back."
It was finally happening. If I hadn't known, I might have felt relieved for a moment, thinking I’d just be sucking cock like usual. But having the development spoiled by Queen made my heart pound so hard I thought I’d go crazy.
It wasn't just that I was terrified at the thought of having to lick and suck the Uncle’s asshole. After all, wasn't this test supposed to be conducted with the mindset of serving a citizen?
Even if it was just a nominal excuse for a play the Uncle wanted to enjoy, I tried to immerse myself in the situation. Naturally, a certain kind of worry began to surface.
‘Will I be able to make him feel good...?’
For this one time, I had to cast aside any thought of my own pleasure. I had to serve and caress him with the utmost care, as if I were born solely for the other person's pleasure. As if the Uncle’s happiness were my own.
However, unlike a blowjob, I couldn't help but lack confidence when it came to a rimjob. It simply wasn't my area of expertise. Aside from the instinctive revulsion of it being "dirty," I was worried about whether I could provide proper service.
‘What if he makes this a contest too?’
If he turned this into a competition to see which felt better—Queen’s blowjob or my rimjob—just like the orgasm denial discipline earlier, I had no confidence I could win.
Losing itself didn't bother me—in fact, I rather liked it—but I couldn't bear the thought of failing to satisfy the Uncle. Regardless of anything else, wouldn't that mean I failed to meet the standard for the "spirit of service toward citizens," which was the goal of this discipline?
I wanted to do a good job since I was doing it anyway, but the thought that what I wanted to be "good at" was licking a man’s ass made me feel terrible.
While I was trapped in this overlap of strange emotions, the Uncle blocked off any path of retreat.
"I will verify your desire to serve through a blowjob and a rimjob, respectively. Think of me as a citizen and do your absolute best as heroes."
"A... rimjob? I know what a blowjob is, but..."
"I can't tell if you're playing dumb or if you truly don't know. Floss, explain it to her."
The Uncle shook his head at Queen’s moronic expression and pointed at me. It’s not like I’m some star lecturer for lewd vocabulary, so I didn't know why he was making me explain it. Despite my grumbling, I taught her kindly.
"A blowjob is fellatio, right? If you take the first letter of a different place instead of the cock and call it that..."
"A-Ah?! No way...! F-Floss, do you go around doing things like that normally?!"
"Why are you making it sound like that?! Just because I know what it is doesn't mean I've done it before!"
"More importantly... I just can't understand it. Why do men like that kind of thing?"
I couldn't easily answer that question either. After all, back when I was a man, I didn't have a hobby of receiving rimjobs. I just knew the preference existed and had rarely heard people say it felt good to receive.
"Well, I'm not sure either..."
As I hesitated to answer, the Uncle tapped both my and Queen’s heads as if we were pathetic.
"It’s this very mindset that’s rotten. When a hero helps a citizen, do they demand to know why they want that specific help every single time? A hero helps a citizen with their request, no questions asked. I’m sure your original intentions were like that, weren't they?"
"Y... Yes, sir...!"
"I guess I'm a lacking daughter who didn't understand her Dad's intentions, hehe..."
Queen and I immediately bowed our heads and apologized. He was right. Just as the Uncle said, the standard for a hero was to first fulfill a citizen's request for help and serve them before asking for the reason. A hero only exists because the citizens exist.
‘Even if that 'work' is licking an asshole...?’
As even the lingering doubt in a corner of my heart cleared, the Uncle’s thick buttocks appeared before my eyes. Through his slightly parted legs, I could see Queen’s body on the other side, kneeling just like me.
I was jealous. I’d rather be sucking cock too. Facing those buttocks, which felt heavy enough to require both hands to lift, made me feel so pressured I thought I’d lose it.
"Floss, is this your first rimjob?"
"Huh? Yes... a rimjob is... it's my first time. Doing it to Dad is my first time."
"I'm the first one you're licking and sucking the asshole of, then?"
"...Ugh."
"Answer me."
Well, obviously. No matter how much I went around enjoying myself, would I really go as far as a rimjob? And even if I have to say it in front of the Uncle, I’m going to use whatever words I want in my own head.
"......Yes."
"Ho-oh."
"Dad is the first... to have me... carefully suck and lick his asshole... as service..."
Since I was kneeling behind him, I couldn't see his face. But I could tell instinctively. The Uncle was definitely smiling right now. I could even hear the hint of a chuckle in his voice.
"That’s good. Since it’s your first time, I can at least teach you to some extent."
"Ah..."
"Your reaction is quite weak for someone being taught. Aren't you going to say thank you? This is why youngsters these days..."
"T-Thank you! If you teach me how to do a rimjob... I will learn diligently!"
My face was burning. It wasn't even like we were talking face-to-face; I had to offer such polite and formal thanks while staring at a smelly ass.
In the midst of that, I hated myself for finding relief in the fact that he was going to teach me. If he did, wouldn't I at least be able to give the Uncle a level of pleasure equal to Queen’s blowjob? Then I could feel at ease.
"Queen, you know how to do it, so just go ahead. You can start sucking now."
"Ye-Yes... Slurp... Mmph♡"
"Kh... As expected, this is good. Now, Floss, first, spread my cheeks."
The Uncle finished his conversation with Queen as briefly as possible and spoke to me again. He just gave her a general instruction to do it on her own since she knew enough about blowjobs.
But why? For some reason, I liked the Uncle’s attitude. Even though his excuse was to teach me, I felt happy, as if I were being treated a bit special because he was focusing more on me than on Queen.
‘It’s a bit much that the "excuse" is rimjob training... but I’m reacting like this even though I know the situation isn't exactly great.’
Was this proof that my emotions were becoming more influential than my reason? Is this what it means to be a woman—to have the corners of your mouth turn up just because you feel more cared for than another woman, even when you're facing a man's anus...?
‘Uh, no. I’m just a pervert.’
Whether it was being the main wife or a concubine, at first I didn't care about such things and said I’d rather go around being defeated by more people, so why was I getting greedy again?
I didn't even know my own heart. It was truly a mystery.
"Uwaah...!"
However, as I spread his cheeks as instructed, my smirking smile vanished in an instant.
The Uncle’s anus was covered in curly black hair. A pungent, masculine scent rushed out from there and pierced my nostrils, feeling like it was dealing "dot damage" directly to my brain.
"Cough, cough...!"
"What’s this already? We haven't even started. You need to get used to this smell."
"Gah, as for getting used to it..."
At most, it would just be this once. I didn't think I’d ever have to do it again. I didn't think there would be many people who would make me do this.
When I spoke with such a light mindset, the Uncle shouted a loud "Silence!"
"Considering your tendencies, you might have to do this a lot in the future. Kissing someone else's anus in a groveling position and giving them a rimjob is a type of foreplay that almost no woman would ever do. It is the 'Proof of Defeat'—the act of completely surrendering and performing even the most foul deeds."
"D-Does it really work like that...?"
"That’s not all. Even if you get a boyfriend or a husband later, wouldn't you be loved if you were always mentally prepared to do this for him?"
I wondered if that was true. Even though I had no intention of getting a boyfriend or a husband, I couldn't help but tilt my head at those words.
Rather, if a girlfriend or wife was always ready to give a rimjob, wouldn't he lose all affection for her because she seemed like a whore? Of course, it would be weird in its own way if he asked for it and then got disappointed when she did it.
‘But that "Proof of Defeat" part is tempting.’
A magical girl defeated by a villain and placed in a life-threatening situation. A villain demanding a rimjob from that magical girl.
A magical girl who desperately refuses but eventually yields, casting aside all pride and dignity to survive, leaving behind the Proof of Defeat by licking the foul villain’s asshole.
When I looked at it just as text summarizing the situation, it fit my tastes perfectly. The problem was that I had never actually done the rimjob I had to do, and the revulsion was considerable.
"As your Dad, I’m going to teach you that."
"......I understand, Dad. Thank you for teaching me."
As we had this conversation while I stared at the Uncle’s anus, I was gradually becoming immersed in the role. I felt like a daughter practicing a rimjob with her Dad as a preview so she could be loved by her boyfriend.
"Ssshh..."
I tried to get used to the smell by breathing in and out as the Uncle said, but it wasn't easy.
The Uncle was the Chairman representing the Hero Association. He spent most of his day processing documents while sitting in an office chair. Since he wore suit pants, it was inevitable that sweat would soak in and cause a smell.
However, understanding the cause with my head was separate from the unpleasantness caused by the smell I was currently sniffing. Sometimes, even if you know the cause, you can't accept the result.
"You should be adjusted by now, right?"
Amidst the loud slurping sounds—as if she were already performing a deep throat—the Uncle was still only concerned with me and only spoke to me.
How could I tell the Uncle, who was caring for me so diligently, that I felt like I was going to die from the smell? I squeezed my eyes shut and acted like a daughter who loved even her Dad’s asshole.
"O-Of course...?! The Chairman who works so hard for us heroes 365 days a year that he has no time to even get up from his chair... how could I ever dislike my Dad’s smell...♡"
"I knew you weren't an ordinary pervert, but my daughter really is amazing. As I said, I sit all day, so it’s a smell that would make even most whores turn tail and run, yet you say you like it."
"H-Haah...?!"
How should I interpret this? I wasn't sure if he meant I was better than a whore or more depraved than one. But it was certain that I was being compared to a whore.
"Hngh...!"
As soon as I heard those words, my pussy juices began to pour out like a flood. I’m Magical Girl Floss, a near S-rank hero. Even if it’s a roleplay right now, I’m also the Association Chairman’s precious daughter, yet to be compared to a whore...
‘The sense of depravity is insane♡’
My breathing was rougher now than when I was fully savoring the smell of the Uncle’s buttocks. Because while staring at the musky asshole, I was poking my pussy with one hand while holding the Uncle’s leg with the other.
‘I’m so glad the Uncle isn't looking back...’
I was just masturbating because I was purely aroused by the shame and humiliation of this situation, but if he saw me like this, I might have looked like a pathetic bitch playing with her pussy while smelling a man’s ass.
Furthermore, my pussy’s squelching sounds were buried by Queen’s noisy slurping blowjob sound effects, so no one knew I was masturbating.
"Then, before we start in earnest, let’s start with a kiss."
"A kiss?"
When I tried to stand up as if it were natural, the Uncle reached back and pressed down on my head. He was making me realize that the partner for the kiss wasn't the Uncle’s lips, but his anus.
"Not the top, the bottom."
"E-Eeeh...?"
I’d been ordered to kiss the glans many times as if it were natural, but now it was a kiss on the asshole, not even the glans.
"Why are you acting like an amateur? You signal the start of the rimjob with a respectful kiss. This is all service for the citizens."
"H-Haha... I-I suppose so...?"
As the situation escalated, the finger squelching in my pussy grew even faster. At the same time, I closed my mouth, pursed my lips, and leaned my head forward.
‘Wait, if I do this...♡’
I couldn't get a good angle for the kiss while spreading the Uncle’s buttocks with only one hand. In the end, I had to use both. With tears in my eyes, I brought up the hand that had been stimulating my pussy and used both hands to spread his cheeks.
I pressed my lips against the anus that was finally revealed. The sensation of the hair tickling my lips sent my shame past its limit.
Splurt—! Squelch—!!
At that very moment.
My pussy, which was already on the verge of an orgasm from all the masturbation, went over the edge. Without a finger inserted, without even twisting my clitoris, I came just from the complex emotions I felt the moment I kissed him.
‘I’m so glad the Uncle isn't looking...’
Even in that moment, I was just relieved that I hadn't been caught having this orgasm.
