Chapter 267

A faint, wet sliding sound tickled my ears. Wet friction wrapped around my hardened cock. The sight of her gently parted labia swallowing a portion of my shaft as she moved smoothly was incredibly erotic.

"Hng...!"

Resting her hands flat against my chest as she worked her hips, Renka's body shuddered intermittently. She was clearly feeling immense pleasure whenever my shaft brushed against her sensitive spot. The faint ringing of the bell at her neck with every movement seemed to play a large part in her current state.

Bouncing her hips as she looked down at me with a deeply bewitching expression, Renka asked in a small voice.

"I-is this right...?"

Was she wondering if she was serving me properly? Or was my silent staring making her uncomfortable? It could be both.

"You're doing great. It feels good."

"..."

"How about you, President?"

"I... I don't know... I don't think it's that good... Ah...!"

Renka's hips, which she had been trying to move coyly, suddenly gave a massive jolt.

Ring—!

The bell rang out in response. At the sound, Renka's face, already looking ready to burst, flushed even redder. She had been taking continuous mild stimulation and was now reeling from a massive surge of pleasure, yet she claimed it wasn't that good? What a joke. Looking up at her ridiculous lie, I spoke.

"Keep going."

"...Turn... turn off the lights..."

"No."

"Turn them off... I can't do it like this..."

"I said no."

"T-then at least dim them..."

I could certainly do that much. Giving my assent, I reached over and turned the dimmer switch next to the bed to the left.

"Is that better?"

Renka's eyes scanned the room. Frowning as if she still wasn't satisfied with the significantly reduced lighting, she replied.

"Dim it more..."

"Why are you so demanding?"

"Hurry... Hurry up and dim it...!"

"Ask politely."

"Hey...! I'm doing exactly what you want right now...! The least you can do is..."

Hearing Renka's whining, I was momentarily swept by the urge to thrust deep inside her. The unintentional, somewhat cutesy tone of her voice was simply adorable. It was almost enough to make me want to grant her wish on the spot.

Barely reining in my desires, I firmly shook my head.

"This is my limit. If you want it dimmer, ask politely."

"..."

Renka's slender fingers curled inward, looking as though they would scratch and pinch my skin at any moment. She glared at me fiercely, her face full of dissatisfaction. But, unable to overcome the embarrassment of looking me in the eye, she eventually squeezed her eyes shut and spoke in a pleading tone.

"P-please dim it..."

"More politely."

"...How can I be any more polite than this...?"

"You can. You know exactly how."

"Haa... Why do I have to go that far...?"

"You don't have to. I'm fine doing it like this."

At that, one of Renka's hands lifted and clenched into a fist. Smack! She punched my chest.

Shooting me a fed-up glare for acting completely unbothered by the rather hard punch, she heaved her body up and down several times, completely forgetting what she was straddling. It was her own way of expressing her impatience. As a bonus, she flinched and froze the moment she felt the rigid sensation pressing up against her from below.

Renka was simply gorgeous today. Her clumsy gestures, her shy expressions, her completely defeated voice... everything about her was perfect. It pierced straight through to my core.

How could I not reward her after all that? Bursting into a low chuckle as I watched her antics, I dimmed the lights almost entirely while she hesitated.

"Better?"

"...Yeah..."

"Now start moving again."

Slip, slide.

As soon as I finished speaking, Renka began working her hips again. Her movements felt far more skillful than when she first started. She had adapted quickly. My slave was a fast learner, which was quite commendable.

In the dim room, I could see Renka's silhouette writhing. The darkness only amplified the arousal. Did she know that this silhouette was far more arousing than looking at her bare body in plain sight? It felt as though all my other senses were sharpening to compensate for the restricted vision.

"Hey... how much longer do I have to do this...?"

"Are you getting tired?"

"I'm not tired, but... it feels weird..."

"Weird how?"

"I don't know... Ahh...! I don't know... Hng...!"

Short moans slipped from her lips mid-sentence. I could feel her love juices thoroughly soaking my cock, and I could hear the heavy, ragged breaths escaping her nose.

"Hyaa...!?"

I grabbed Renka's legs—her entire body radiating arousal—and flexed my lower half. Feeling my cock twitch deep inside her, she let out a startled gasp and trembled.

Ring—!

"Ah...!"

The bell rang out once again. Quickly bringing a hand to her neck, Renka whined.

"Can't I take the choker off...? It's too dark to see anyway..."

"I can see it."

"Don't lie..."

"I'm not lying. I can see it perfectly fine, so leave it on."

"Haa... I really hate this..."

"I like you, President."

"..."

My casual confession seemed to soften her up a little, as the complaining Renka suddenly went quiet. The friction below began to pick up once again.

Feeling the wet warmth of her pussy sliding firmly up and down my shaft, I stroked Renka's stockings, which were slightly damp with sweat. At that, Renka, who had been silently working her hips, cursed at me.

"You perverted bastard... Hng...! Do you like it...?"

"I do."

"Does doing it like this... turn you on...?"

"A lot. A little more and I think I'm going to cum."

"Cough!"

Flustered by my blunt talk about finishing, Renka hacked out a cough. It drove me absolutely crazy with joy that she continued to serve me even in the middle of that. Coughing repeatedly as if she had choked on her own saliva, she asked tentatively.

"So... do I have to keep going until you cum...?"

"Yeah."

"A condom... do we not need one...?"

"Why bring up condoms all of a sudden?"

"N-no... well... what if you cum inside...?"

"Then I cum inside. Nothing you're worried about is going to happen, so keep going."

"...I'm tired..."

"I know you're not."

"I am tired...! I told you I'm tired...!"

Pissed off by my cold response, Renka huffed indignantly and dug her nails in. Then, putting her weight into it, she pressed down hard on my chest.

It looked as though she wanted to pinch or hit me but had held back for fear of actually hurting me. Flashing a pleased smile at her kind-hearted nature, I asked.

"Are you that tired?"

"Yeah...!"

"Come here."

I grabbed one of Renka's wrists and pulled her toward me, causing her upper body to collapse flush against mine. The sensation of her soft breasts pressing firmly against me as she slumped helplessly into my embrace was not bad at all.

"Shall we rest like this for a bit, then?"

"Let go of me..."

She said that, but she didn't struggle to break free at all. In fact, she rested her arms over my shoulders, and her reaction brought a natural smile to my lips.

"Look at me."

"I can't even see anything, so what's the point...?"

"Come on."

"Ugh, no...! You're just going to make me do something weird again... And stop talking to me informally..."

"I said look at me."

"..."

Prompted by my strict tone, Renka lifted her head to look at me, her entire body practically radiating reluctance. A sweet fragrance wafted from her sweat-dampened skin. As I savored the scent, I let out a soft chuckle when her long ponytail slipped down and tickled my side.

"What...! Why are you laughing at me...? Do you want to die...?"

"I wasn't laughing at you. I just laughed because your hair tickled me."

"I told you to stop speaking informally...?"

It was funny how quickly she changed the subject out of embarrassment. Gently brushing back the strands of hair clinging to her faintly visible face, I spoke.

"Try moving just like this."

"How am I supposed to move like this...?"

"Just like before."

"...I can't."

"Do you expect me to believe you can't when you haven't even tried? Do it before I punish you."

"You're always threatening to punish me... when you wouldn't even go through with it..."

"You want me to?"

"Haa... So annoying..."

Grumbling and complaining, Renka started rolling her hips again. With our bodies pressed tight together, her range of motion was restricted, and while the sensation wasn't quite as intense as when she sat upright, the wave of pleasure was more than enough.

Slipping my arms under Renka's armpits, I patted the small of her back and let out a low chuckle as her movements grew a little bolder. Feeling embarrassed by my reaction, she buried her face into the crook of my neck and muttered.

"If you make me do something like this again, I'll kill you..."

"Don't worry, I'll make you do something completely different next time."

"...What do you mean by different...?"

"There's plenty left to do, so you can look forward to it."

"Crazy bastard... Just hurry up and do it..."

"Do what?"

"That..."

"You want me to put it all the way in?"

"Ah, jeez...! That's not it..."

"You want me to cum faster?"

"Yeah..."

"Then you should've just said so. Why say it in a way that invites misunderstanding?"

"Shut up..."

Spitting out a curse laced with a hint of genuine frustration, Renka lifted her upper body once more. Then, as if eager to rush past this deeply embarrassing moment, she began pumping her hips at a much faster pace.

Squelch... squelch...

Wet, sloppy sounds could now be heard echoing from where we were joined together. As I silently soaked up Renka's service while listening to those erotic noises, a sudden surge of heat rushed through my lower half. It felt as though every cell down there was rushing through my bloodstream, and I let out an awkward, dry cough. Noticing my condition, Renka exaggerated her movements even further and asked.

"Haa... When... when are you going to cum...?"

"Just a little more."

"You'll tell me when you're about to cum, right...?"

"I told you I would... Urgh...!"

I cut myself off and reflexively twisted my body. Renka had bent the first knuckles of her fingers and lightly traced them down my ribs.

As I gritted my teeth against the massive surge of ticklish pleasure radiating from that touch, Renka tensed her entire body right along with me and spoke urgently.

"What's wrong...? Are you going to cum now...?"

Given her bewildered tone, it seemed that little caress had just been a coincidence. No, it was too deliberate to call it an accident... Did she just not expect me to react so strongly?

"No, not yet. Keep going."

"...Got it..."

A faint trace of joy lingered in Renka's obediently responding voice. It seemed she was quite pleased with the immense success of her little tease... I was glad to see her actively leaning into her mindset as my slave. With that thought, I tensed my lower half, letting the creeping sensation of climax pool and build higher and higher.