Jena's imagination knows no bounds
"Um, sorry, but could you close your eyes for a moment?"
"My eyes?"
I tilted my head in confusion, and Jena nodded. Her slightly flushed face looked surprisingly beautiful, so I slowly closed my eyes.
Swish—swish—
I heard the fabrics draped over Jena's body sliding down her smooth skin to the floor. We'd made love countless times already, but with my eyes shut and focused on the sounds, a fresh thrill began to stir.
What the hell is she planning?
Even after the rustling of clothes stopped, there was no word to open my eyes, so I cocked my head curiously. How much time passed like that? Just as a strange pounding in my chest and curiosity were building, Jena's shy voice reached me.
"I-I'm ready now."
"...So, can I open them?"
"Yes!"
I opened my eyes at her enthusiastic reply. But nothing was in front of me at first—only when I glanced down did I spot Jena kneeling on all fours, prostrate before me.
This is... incredible.
I stared at her in shock, thinking just that. No, there was no other way to describe it. Jena lay completely naked on the floor, facing me on hands and knees. The standout details? A finely crafted leather saddle strapped perfectly to her back. A bit gag like a horse's filled her mouth, and a real-looking horsehair tail was attached to her ass.
It felt like a centaur had appeared right there in front of me.
"I-Is... is it okay?"
Seeing me just staring silently, Jena lifted her gaze anxiously and asked. Honestly, the situation was absurd, but it was also weirdly arousing. I felt blood rushing southward as I slowly stood and approached her.
"Wow. Impressive."
At my brief admiration, Jena broke into a delighted smile. I had no idea why she was grinning, but I started taking in her naked form. Her voluptuous breasts hung toward the floor in that position, nipples already stiff with excitement, proudly on display.
"Hng...!"
I kneaded one breast with my hand while cautiously touching her ass. The firm, toned muscle from her training felt incredible under my palm, and soon the horse tail brushed my knuckles, tickling them.
"Hm?"
Following the tail with my eyes, I let out a surprised sound. The tail attached to her ass was twirling like it was alive. Touching it in astonishment, I quickly realized it started from her anus.
She's insane. For real.
So, she'd shoved something with the horse tail into her ass. The way it moved like a living thing was probably because I'd groped her breast and gotten her worked up.
"Th-Thank you for the praise. Um, Jena has a request for you, Hero."
"A request?"
I eyed her warily, wondering what other wild idea she had, but her actual ask was surprisingly tame.
"I-I want to carry you... on my back."
"Ah... sure. If it's just that."
I said so and slowly stood. Glancing at the saddle on her slender waist, it looked a bit small but serviceable. A grown man's weight might be heavy, but Jena was a knight honed by rigorous training. Settling onto her waist with a dazed expression, I watched her tail spin a full circle.
I hadn't thought it weird until I was actually astride her, but now it was hard to keep my sanity intact.
"Is that good? Then..."
"N-No! I want to give you a proper ride, even if it's short."
Her tone was firm, so I hardened my expression. This whole crazy act felt off if prolonged, but recalling her joyful face at my praise, I couldn't bring myself to stop her.
"The... reins..."
She mumbled around the bit, handing me the reins from her mouth. Gripping them made it feel like I was really mounted on a horse, though the reality hit hard. But Jena wasn't done—she slipped a whip into my hand too.
"N-Now we're set? Jena?"
"Even inside the office, I'll take you for a lap."
"D-Do whatever."
I muttered awkwardly, waiting for her to start. But the Jena who'd promised to circle the room just stayed still on all fours. Staring dumbly at her, I asked,
"Uh... aren't you starting?"
"Y-You need to... whip me..."
How far could a human degrade herself? A philosophical question swirled in my mind, but I shoved it aside and swung my hand lightly.
Crack!
The leather whip met skin with a lewd smack, and only then did Jena slowly start crawling forward. I balanced atop her like riding a real horse as she circled the office with light, satisfied steps.
This is straight-up madness.
The office mirror reflected me perfectly—astride the nude Holy Knight captain, treating her like a mount. Even the Demon King's army probably didn't pull shit like this. But the weirdest part? Seeing that image made my cock throb hard again. Jena's gagged, blissfully smiling face in the mirror looked perversely erotic.
"Stop, Jena. You've done a full lap."
I said urgently, but she ignored me, kept crawling. Realizing how to halt her, I yanked the reins. Her head jerked back, and she finally stopped, letting out her signature neigh.
"Hiiing!"
Chaos. Total chaos.
I shook my head as I dismounted her back. Whatever, she'd earned it, so I undid my pants and pulled out my cock. Jena stared blankly at it.
"A-Are you giving me... a carrot?"
I fed my cock into her casually depraved mouth and watched her suck. Her tail spun another circle, thrilled at the familiar taste after so long. The motion of the plug in her ass seemed to heighten her pleasure, as her suction intensified.
"Mmph! Haaah!"
I gazed at her face, making all sorts of obscene noises as she slurped away. The once haughty, arrogant expression was now the sluttiest, most debased I'd seen. Satisfied with her ruined look, I commanded softly,
"Jena, I want to put it in."
"Ah... Yes!"
She eyed my cock wistfully before turning, presenting her pussy. The horse tail obscured it, but lifting it revealed her sopping wet folds twitching eagerly.
"Hngh! Y-Yes, so gooood!"
I slammed my fully erect cock into her, and Jena threw her head back with a cry. Her inner walls clenched greedily around me, as if starved.
"Haaah! J-Jena will... gallop!"
A light whip crack on her ass made her declare that, and she began bucking her hips up and down furiously, milking my cock. Watching her rear rise and fall felt just like she was really galloping. I thrust naturally in rhythm, spurring her ass. Her pussy felt as amazing as ever after the long break.