It's Not Raping the Manager, It's Just Using the Wish Coupon
A voice tickled my ear. "Manager, wake up♪ Or else... should I just devour you right here?"
Then came a light laugh, followed by the sensation of lips smacking wetly as they trailed down the side of my neck. My shirt buttons came undone one by one until hot breath brushed my bare skin. My mind, half-submerged in the sea of unconsciousness and drifting vaguely, began to slowly rise back to the surface.
"Mmm... uh..."
Feeling a faint thirst, I slowly opened my eyes. There, in the middle of my room as always, was a being who was decidedly not as always—straddling me.
"Ahaha♡ Perfect timing, Manager♪"
Golden hair slightly tousled, draping softly over her shoulders. Large, sparkling crimson eyes brimming with mischief. The corners of those eyes lifted playfully from smiling. A cool, elegant nose bridge. Lips that always carried an obsessive little smile. One corner of her mouth twisted upward in a mocking curl. A charm that drew people in even as it stirred a vague sense of unease...
"Why are you staring at my face like that? Have you suddenly fallen for me all over again?"
"...Calathea."
"That's right. It's me, Manager."
Calathea, who had been leaving a trail of kiss marks across the exposed skin between my half-removed shirt buttons, slid smoothly upward the moment she noticed I had regained consciousness.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Bringing the drunk manager to bed? And removing uncomfortable clothes, I suppose...♡"
"Thanks for bringing me here, but the clothes are fine. Go back to your own room now."
After accepting drink after drink at the home party, it seemed I had passed out again just like last time. Still, it was a relief that I hadn't drunk myself into total oblivion. At least I'd come to before Calathea could take her pranks too far.
I thought Audrey would stop her if something like this happened. Did she go to bed first?
Anyway, if I sent Calathea away now, drank some water, and got some proper sleep, everything would be fine.
"Calathea?"
But no matter how many times I told her to leave, she remained motionless on top of me.
"When there's a drunk man and a woman who looks ready for sex on a bed, something should happen, don't you think?"
"Nothing is going to happen. Absolutely not."
"Hmm?"
With a provocative smile, Calathea lifted the upper body she'd been leaning over me. My gaze naturally drifted downward.
"I wonder about that...♪"
Maybe it was because the alcohol had softened my reason, but Calathea's figure—which I usually tried to avoid looking at—filled my vision completely. Her abundant, resilient G-cup breasts pushed against her crop top, proudly asserting their presence as they swayed gently with her lightest movements. Beneath them, her smooth waist was so narrow it looked like it could be encircled by a single arm, creating a striking contrast with her chest and pelvis that only emphasized her voluptuous curves.
My eyes followed those vivid lines downward to her wide, firm pelvis, wrapped in dangerously skimpy hot pants and planted solidly on my abdomen. Her hips were large enough to fill both my hands, flaring explosively from that tiny waist and drawing a tantalizing line to the thick thighs bracing either side of my torso. Even the slightest sway of her hips looked like an erotic dance, provocative and hypnotic.
It was a body that tempted simply by existing.
"Seen enough, Manager? Then I'll take these off now♡"
"......Huh?"
The moment I finished unconsciously scanning her body, Calathea stood up on the bed while still straddling me and promptly stripped off the hot pants clinging tightly to her pelvis. My eyes followed the fluttering fabric for a second before returning to find her lower body now wearing nothing but a string thong that barely deserved to be called underwear.
A black string crossing her white skin in a Y-shape... and the smooth curves of flesh gently pressed beneath it. As if even that tiny scrap felt too restrictive, she slid the thong down, then dropped back onto me before I could close my eyes. She seized my flailing hands and forcibly pinned them together.
"Don't resist, Manager."
"Wh-what are you doing? Stop it right now!"
"You shouldn't use such strong words. It makes you sound weak."
"I'm being serious, so hurry up and— ngh!"
"There we go♡"
At Calathea's playful tone, I looked down at my wrists. Her warm string thong had already been tied around them in a knot. Like makeshift handcuffs.
But true to her nature, the binding was sloppy. A little twisting seemed like it would free my hands easily.
"Manager, if you untie that without permission—you know what happens, right? A very pleasant punishment awaits."
"Sorry, Calathea. I just woke up and I'm not in the mood for games. So this..."
"If you untie it, I'll take it as permission to do whatever I want to you. Then I'll rape you for real."
The moment I tried to pull my hand free without falling for her rhythm, she grabbed it firmly. Her heated voice whispered right against my ear as she pressed her body close.
"I'll tie the manager up properly and rape you every single day without rest. Safe day or dangerous day, I'll fuck you raw and pump every last drop of your thick, heavy cum straight into my womb. When that sticky white stuff swimming with healthy sperm fills my baby room completely, my cute little egg will soak in your semen and get pregnant, won't it? Then I'll give birth to an adorable baby that looks just like you and me."
"More nonsense—"
"Do I look like I'm lying? Go ahead and untie it then."
...It had to be nonsense. But with Calathea, her madness couldn't be dismissed so easily. Even if it was nonsense now, the moment I released this restraint, it could become deadly serious. Because this was Calathea.
"The look on your face as you watch my belly slowly swelling... Ahaha♡ I'm so, so, so curious what expression you'll make. Aren't you curious too, Manager? Yeah... so let's just untie it right here! Okay?"
"........."
"Why aren't you answering? Fine, the kind me will untie it for you! I'll do it myself so just—♬"
"N-no, don't, stop...!"
I could feel something dangerously slick wetting my abdomen where Calathea sat. I struggled desperately not to let her undo the wrist binding while she fought just as hard to free it. In the middle of our frantic tug-of-war, an elegant voice like a savior rang through the room.
"What exactly are you doing right now, Calathea?"
"O-Oh, Audrey!"
I whipped my head toward the door. Audrey had apparently just finished showering; her moist body was wrapped in a gown as she entered with a languid expression.
"Help me, Audrey...! Calathea climbed on me while I was sleeping, and now she's—"
"Madness, you're late!"
"Sorry. Washing up a bit more thoroughly took longer than expected."
"...Audrey?"
What were these two even talking about? Seeing Calathea trying to torment me like this, Audrey should have been stopping her, calling it unaesthetic. So why were they chatting so casually?
"Sorry to you as well, Manager. Have you been waiting long?"
"Hey, what are you saying? You need to stop Calathea right now...!"
"Calathea, you didn't explain it to him?"
"Ehehe, I got a little ahead and tasted the manager first."
"That's so like you. Stop cutting in line and come down already."
"Tsk— You're the one who took forever showering at your own pace."
Audrey continued her conversation with Calathea as she approached the bed. Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she climbed onto it. The situation had become so bizarre that my mind went completely blank, wrists still bound by the makeshift string cuffs.
I was about to be raped. By S-class crazy women.
"No need to panic, Manager. We're not trying to assault you. We're simply claiming what was promised to us."
"Promise...?"
"During the last spar, we received one wish coupon jointly. You remember, don't you?"
"I remember, but... what does that have to do with this?"
"With that wish coupon..."
"We're going to take some time to thoroughly explore the manager's body together♡"
Calathea on my right. Audrey on my left. Their flushed faces slowly drew closer from both sides.
"You'll grant the wish coupon, of course?"
If I refused here, who knew what would happen. I swallowed hard while studying both their faces, glanced once at the innocent ceiling, then down at the sloppy yet impossibly strong binding on my wrists.
And then...
"...Fine. I'll grant it."
I had no choice but to nod.
"Smart choice, Manager♡"
As if they'd been waiting for exactly those words, both women stepped closer.
"Then let's begin with exploring the lips."
"Manager, shall I make you feel good...? Hauum♡"
With eyes overflowing with joy that looked ready to burst, Calathea quickly grabbed my face. Laughing breathlessly, she bit down on my lips roughly. She kissed me with fierce intensity, as if quenching an unbearable thirst, sucking away every ounce of my breath while her tongue forced my lips apart and invaded my mouth without hesitation. Each time she paused for air, the short laughs she let out while biting my lip made it painfully clear just how much she was enjoying this.
"...You've had enough now, haven't you, Calathea?"
"Huh? Hey, Madness!"
Audrey seemed to have been waiting her turn politely, but watching me kiss Calathea must have set her on fire. She forcibly stole my face away and urgently covered my already saliva-slick lips with her own.
"Mmm, chup, chuup... Mmm, smack, smooch..."
The moment our lips met, her breathing turned rough and ragged. The Audrey who had been obsessively fixated on beauty and aesthetics melted away completely. In her place was a woman staring at me with eyes burning with raw desire, devouring my lips. Her technique was clumsy, yet that very clumsiness made her instincts burn even hotter as she sucked on my mouth with wet, smacking sounds. It was hard to believe this was the same quiet, cold woman I'd first met. Audrey's kiss grew progressively rougher, driven purely by primal need.
"Ahaha♡ See, Madness? I told you. You're exactly like me."
"...No. We're different."
Calathea was clearly delighted by the sight. Audrey pulled her lips away just enough to refute her quietly.
"After kissing him senseless, how exactly are you different from me now? Hmm?"
"Unlike you, I don't simply devour the manager one-sidedly. I exchange with him within the bounds of aesthetics."
"Oh really? Manager, is that true?"
"......I don't know."
With my wrists bound and no way to resist, I was forced to experience the two crazy women's extreme kisses in turns. My heart pounded wildly, my head spun, and the only thing I could register anymore was how incredibly good the kissing felt.
"Hehe♪ You've gone completely hazy, haven't you, Manager?"
"N-not really— mmph!"
Taking advantage of my distraction, Calathea pounced again. She slipped her hand through the gap in my shirt, sensually stroking my skin with her fingertips.
"I'll make you even hazier...♡"
Her kiss grew deeper and more intense than before. Every time her slippery tongue scraped my palate, gently licked the base of my tongue, or tickled the inside of my cheek, an uncontrollable wave of burning heat spread through me, setting my entire body on fire.
The moment Calathea pulled back to catch her breath after thoroughly ravaging my mouth, Audrey immediately filled the void, pushing her soft tongue deep inside. It was as if they were competing to see who could claim more of my mouth. As if they were betting on who could make me feel better.
When Audrey withdrew, Calathea overlapped her lips even more greedily. When Calathea pulled away, Audrey pressed in even more desperately, not even giving me time to breathe. Caught between the two women pouring their desires over me in turns, I completely forgot any thought of escape. I was slowly sinking into the sticky swamp they were creating together.
"Haa, haa... This isn't going to end at this rate, is it? Right, Madness?"
"Huu... It certainly seems that way."
"Then—♬"
After my mouth had been kissed into a complete mess, I lay there exhausted, staring at the ceiling and breathing hard. Then I felt someone's hands at my waistband.
"Shall we move on to the main course now♡"
With a deep smile playing on her lips, Calathea stripped my pants off before I could stop her.