Chapter 707: Daily Life
Chapter 707: Daily Life
“Yes. Good girl.”
Hearing the answer I wanted from Sara, I smiled in satisfaction and gently stroked her ass.
I didn’t immediately pull out and slide into her ass.
Just as she had hesitated in her answer, I had to tease her a little, too.
With that in mind, I kept my Dick buried deep inside her cunt, pressing my hips flush against her firm buttocks.
The inner folds of Sara’s cunt squirmed, sending desperate signals to my Dick, but for now, I decided to ignore them.
“From now on, always use that formal…”
I was about to say that to press on with her training, but I stopped myself when I realized the meaning of my own words.
Wait a minute. Come to think of it, Sara was a formal-speaking character to begin with.
She only started speaking informally after we got closer.
In fact, she still speaks formally to everyone but me.
So, is it really okay to tell her to go back to speaking formally?
No, of course, this was all just part of our training play.
But even so, I couldn’t help but feel that making a demand like that, even in play, might be touching upon the bond Sara and I had built up until now.
It wasn’t like we were playing the roles of completely different people, like when we did the maid play.
Then again, maybe I was just overthinking it. Maybe I should just treat it as play and move on…
“Pfft!”
As I stood there silently, lost in thought, I heard Sara let out a snicker from where her face was buried in the pillow.
“Wh-what’s so funny?!”
“Hmm? Nothing?”
At this rate, the training atmosphere I’d worked so hard to create would be shattered.
Thinking this, I questioned her in a slightly forceful tone, but Sara’s reply showed not a hint of fear.
No, if anything, she seemed to be enjoying it, even looking at me as if she found me cute. And she’s the younger one.
It seemed… she’d figured out why I had suddenly stopped talking.
She was still uncannily good at reading my mind, as if she were a psychic.
“Ah, would you have preferred it if I spoke formally? It’s not like I was laughing at youuuungh!”
As if to confirm my thoughts, Sara teased me in a voice thick with suppressed laughter.
Moreover, her words seemed to carry a gentle, underlying message: ‘It’s fine to force me to speak formally right now, since we’re playing anyway.’ It felt like the training mood was fading even further.
So, before the atmosphere I’d carefully crafted completely disappeared, I quickly pulled my Dick from her cunt, and at the same moment I removed my thumb from her ass, I slammed it into her with all my might.
I even used a skill that amplified pleasure upon forceful insertion.
“Ah, ah, ahnngh…!”
Suddenly, the cheerful, laughter-tinged voice from moments ago was replaced by nothing but thin, broken moans.
Seeing her body tremble violently, it seemed that this time, unlike before, she was feeling a truly massive climax.
“What’s wrong? Weren’t you going to finish what you were saying?”
“Hic! Hnngh! Nngh! Hnng!”
Even as Sara was still in the throes of her orgasm, I pressed my hips tightly against her ass and stimulated her by rotating them in circles.
I spoke mockingly, alluding to her earlier attitude, but Sara couldn’t even manage a defiant response. She just gripped the pillow tightly with both hands, unable to say a word.
Her only reply was to shake her head from side to side, rubbing her face against the pillow.
But to my eyes, it didn’t look like a simple continuation of her earlier denial.
Looking down at Sara, who seemed to be shaking her head reflexively in the throes of pleasure, I continued in a forceful tone.
“Hmph. Is that so? Fine, we’ll let that go. Anyway, I put it in your ass just like you begged. How about giving me your thoughts?”
“Hnngh! Nngh! Haah! It… hnnng!”
But to this question as well, Sara couldn’t give a proper answer.
Well, considering I was still grinding my hips in circles, I suppose that was to be expected.
For the record, this hip-grinding motion was also a skill.
The Saint’s skills included all sorts of these detailed, minor hip movements.
Though, using these skills felt strange, so I didn’t really like to.
How should I put it? When I use a skill like this, it doesn’t quite feel like I’m the one having sex.
No, I feel all the sensations. I feel every single one, but since I don’t fundamentally use mana to operate my skills—I just use them with the feeling of clicking a skill button, and my hips move automatically—it doesn’t feel like I’m moving myself. The fact that I could feel all the sensations so vividly despite that was a truly bizarre feeling.
I never felt this way when I used to play the game.
I guess it’s because I’ve gotten used to having sex with my girls without skills?
In truth, if I practiced activating these with mana like I did with Saint’s Touch or Saint’s Wave, I could probably solve this problem, but I didn’t feel the need to go that far.
After all, I never use these skills unless it’s for special play like this.
It’s only natural that I’d rather make my girls feel good myself than rely on a skill effect, right? It’s not like I lack the ability.
“Are you trying to gloss over it again? Speak properly.”
“Nngh… hng! Nngh! It… it feels… haah! It feels… goood…”
As I rotated my hips with the skill, I leaned down and whispered into Sara’s ear. Still trembling from her orgasm, she desperately squeezed out a reply.
The only problem was, it wasn’t the kind of answer I was looking for.
“Your tone!”
“Hieeeengh!”
I pulled back until just the tip of my glans was barely inside her, then once again used Penis Smash to slam my Dick violently into her ass.
Sara’s back arched like a bow. Her face, which had been buried in the pillow, shot upward as she let out a high-pitched moan that was almost a sob.
“N-nngh! Ah, ahh… ahhhht…!”
Her jaw still raised, her upper body collapsed back onto the pillow. With only her ass held high, she trembled violently, letting out intermittent, indescribable noises.
A deep climax that came when she was feeling unsatisfied after a light one. That deep climax was sustained longer than usual by the ceaseless pleasure, and before it could even end, another one came in quick succession.
That perfect combo finally made Sara crumble.
“Ah, ahh… ahhh…”
As if she couldn’t bear the intense orgasm, Sara began to flail her arms and crawl forward, even as her body trembled.
It was as if she was trying to get my Dick out of her ass somehow.
But I wasn’t about to let that happen.
“Are you trying to get off by yourself and be done with it? I’m not finished yet!”
“Hnngiiit!”
Just as Sara’s desperate struggle caused my Dick to become halfway exposed, I grabbed her ass with both hands and mercilessly pulled her back.
I pulled until her firm buttocks were pressed perfectly against my hips, without a sliver of space between us.
Of course, I didn’t forget to use the Penis Smash skill this time, either.
“Ah, ahh… N-no! No, no, no!”
Sara’s body trembled as she leaned forward, desperately shaking her head and muttering pleadingly.
“What? What do you mean, no?”
Are you saying you’ll go crazy if the pleasure continues?
That’s fine, isn’t it? Just for once. Just throw away all your pride and dignity and enjoy it.
“The, the bathroom…!”
That was the question I threw at her, but her answer was something I hadn’t quite expected.
…You mean you’re trembling right now not because of the pleasure, but because you’re trying to hold that in?
No, the urge to go to the bathroom in the first place was probably because the intense pleasure had caused her to loosen up down there, so it wasn’t entirely wrong to say she was trembling from pleasure.
“…Hmm. I see. You want to go to the bathroom?”
I was slightly flustered by the unexpected turn of events, but I managed to keep my voice nonchalant.
I placed one hand on Sara’s stomach and the other on her breast, gently pulling her back against my body.
Then, in that very position, I slowly stood up from the bed.
In technical terms, it’s called the standing rear-entry position.
“Hnngh! W-wait! Guwon! What are you…?!”
When I assumed this position instead of pulling out, even after she said she needed the bathroom, Sara looked at me with a desperate expression, a sense of foreboding on her face.
Of course, Sara’s ominous premonition was spot on.
Our Hero really does have sharp instincts.
“Hm? You wanted to go to the bathroom, right?”
Answering her, I turned my body toward the bathroom door, still holding Sara.
“Ah, ah… W-wait. Just a moment. Guwo… Please wait! Master! Oppa! It feels good! It feels so good I don’t think I can take it, so just for a moment…”
Finally seeming to guess what I was about to do, Sara tried to persuade me in a desperate tone.
She said everything I had demanded of her just moments before.
“Master Oppa, huh. I like that. Call me that from now on.”
“Wai… Hiiieeeet!”
Sara’s desperate tone stimulated a bit of my sadistic side. I smiled cynically and took a step forward, getting off the bed.
All while still connected to Sara in the standing rear-entry position.
A little too much, you ask?
Sara had subtly shown her willingness to play along by agreeing to use formal speech just this once, so I’m sure she’d allow this much.
Since I was holding her body firmly with both hands, the impact wasn’t huge, but it was impossible for there to be no shock at all from stepping down from the bed to the floor.
Because of it, Sara’s limp legs trembled as she let out another scream-like moan.
“What’s wrong? Did you leak a little?”
“I-I didn’t… Hnngh!”
“That’s a relief. Let’s go, then.”
As if she no longer had the energy to be angry, Sara could only manage a weak reply to my vexing tone.
But even so, as I started walking toward the bathroom, she quickly regained her spirit.
“Aht, ahng! Haang! W-hnngh! M-Master! Master Oppa! Wait! Haahng! I-if you move now…! Anything! I’ll do anything later! Hnngh! Just for a moment!”
As if she couldn’t bear the pleasure that pulsed through their connection with every step, Sara desperately tried to lessen the impact by stretching out her limp legs, trying to get her feet to touch the floor, even if only on her tiptoes.
At the same time, she pleaded with me in a desperate voice.
“Haaah. Can’t be helped. I was just trying to take you to the bathroom since you said you wanted to go. You promised you’d do anything later, okay?”
Only after hearing Sara’s plea did I finally stop walking.
“Nngh…!”
“Answer!”
“Y-yes! Yes!”
At my spiteful tone, Sara glared at me with a slightly resentful expression, but when I prompted her for an answer while making a gesture of pulling back slightly, she hastily replied in a formal tone.
One way or another, Sara was steadily being trained.
“Anyway, you’ve had enough of a break, right? Here we go again.”
“Hnngh… Wai… Already… Haang! Ahng! Nngh! Aahng!”
Finding her so adorable, I squeezed the hand I had on her breast, gently caressing its firm roundness.
And taking advantage of the moment she let out a nasal moan from the pleasure, I started walking forward again.
At first, Sara tried to resist, but perhaps her will was broken by the pleasure she felt with every step, or perhaps she decided it was better to focus on holding her pee than waste energy resisting. Soon, she fell silent, only letting out moans.
The trembling in Sara’s body, which grew with every step, reached its peak the moment I opened the bathroom door.
I can finally be free.
That thought must have made her lose all composure.
But that’s precisely why I deliberately stopped walking, just one step away from the bathroom.
As expected, with the situation being what it was, Sara seemed to be getting genuinely desperate.
“Hnngh! Hey! Guwon! Why here…?!”
“I see you haven’t been fully trained yet. You still have a rebellious streak.”
“Th-that’s not true! Master Oppa. Sara is ready to do anything Master Oppa says!”
Though she had momentarily snapped and shown her true self, my sharp words made her flash a bright smile and utter a cute reply.
There was something about the sight of Sara forcing a smile while her eyes welled up with tears that really stimulated my sadistic side.
Especially since she never showed this side of herself normally.
“Is that so? Anything?”
“Yes! Yes!”
“Then piss right here.”
“Eek! Th-that’s… Hnngh! Ah, ah, ahh…! Ahhh…”
Taking advantage of Sara’s unguarded moment, I thrust my hips forward forcefully and simultaneously stepped into the bathroom.
And in that instant, the strength left Sara’s body, which had been holding on so desperately. A golden stream finally trickled out from between her thighs.
“Good girl.”
“Hnngh… Ah, ahh…”
Even as I spoke spitefully and gently stroked her breast, Sara didn’t reply, only continuing to tremble.