Chapter 373

“Wh-what was that just now!? What did you do...!”

The way she screamed—her expression dripping with shame, vulnerability, and sheer eroticism—was incredibly arousing.

My cock felt like it was going to explode.

I patted her hip to reassure her and replied.

“What’s wrong?”

“Why are you touching me there with your fingers...! Y-you said you wouldn't use that...! You promised!!”

“I haven’t used it yet.”

“Y-yet...? Hey! Are you saying you’re going to use it in a bit...!?”

“I really want to.”

“What are you talking about! I’ll never— Hyaang...!”

Renka, glaring with fierce determination just a moment ago, let out a breathy, almost tearful moan.

That was the result of me pressing down hard on her lower abdomen.

Jingle!

The loud ring of the bell in my ears added auditory satisfaction to the visual feast. I wanted to shove it in right away, but I still had to hold back.

“Hah... hah...”

I glanced at her, already panting heavily, and pulled another tool from the nightstand drawer within arm’s reach.

Then, while Renka was dazed and covering her eyes with her arm, I fastened it around her neck.

“Wh-what is this...?”

She murmured in confusion at the strange rubbing sensation against her neck.

Touching the leather collar being fastened around her neck, she frowned deeply just like before.

“Hey...!! You son of a bitch!”

“Why the cursing?”

“How could I not swear? Are you treating me like a pet dog...?”

“Of course not.”

“Then why do you keep putting this crap on me like last time!”

“I bought a modern one. Do you not like it?”

“I-it’s not the design that’s the problem! It’s your attitude...!!”

“Do you hate wearing this?”

“Of course I do...! Am I an object? Am I your pet dog?!”

“Alright. Then we’ll only do this one last time today.”

Renka, who had been yelling angrily, suddenly widened her eyes.

“...Last time?”

“Yeah.”

“After today, we’re never doing this kind of thing again...?”

She sounded half-convinced.

I guess I really have zero credibility with her.

Well, considering everything I’ve done so far, it makes sense.

“That’s right.”

“Y-you said it was the last time with your own mouth, right?”

“I said it with my own mouth.”

“...”

“Is that okay?”

“...T-then, just for today... as a special exception...”

Special exception my ass... She talks like that but still does everything I ask.

Chuckling at Renka—who wore a coy expression but kept her body perfectly obedient—I lightly tugged the leash in my hand.

The leather leash attached to the Choker snapped taut, and Renka bit her lower lip.

She seemed to feel a sense of arousal despite the shame.

“If you’re going to do this, you should have brought a puppy ear headband...”

As Renka turned her head away and muttered, I moved right next to her, still holding the leash, and asked.

“Why puppy ears?”

“Well... cats are independent animals... A leash doesn’t suit them...”

“So it’s better to pay attention to fine details like that?”

“Whatever...! I just said it, so don’t mind it. Don’t even think about doing it next time. You said yourself that today is the last time...”

“I was only asking because I’m curious about the President’s tastes. Do you really need to react so aggressively?”

“Shut up.”

“Alright.”

Readily accepting Renka’s grumbling, I pulled the leash slightly outward—away from her.

Feeling that sensation, Renka turned her head back toward me.

“...”

Renka knew exactly what I wanted when I tugged the leash.

With a face that couldn’t quite decide between wounded pride and sheer embarrassment, she hesitated for a moment. Then, with a rustle, she turned her body to face me, gently closed her eyes, and offered her lips.

It was rare for Renka to initiate a kiss.

Of course, it was prompted by my request just now, but her true feelings were obvious.

Feeling a thrilling surge of pleasure, I reached for Renka's breast just as she slipped her tongue into my mouth.

“Nn...”

Perhaps feeling the sensation of my large hand grabbing her breast, Renka frowned slightly, her eyes still closed.

But that was only for a moment. As I stroked her slippery breast and pressed my body close against hers, she even wrapped her arms around my back, quickly losing herself in our foreplay.

“Hah... hah...”

A clear thread of saliva connected my lips to the panting Renka’s.

Just like I had shown her back when we worked at the cafe together, I severed the thread with my tongue.

“Ah...!”

The sight must have been incredibly obscene, because she wore a deeply aroused expression. I shot her a wide grin.

At that, Renka averted her gaze.

It seemed she was too embarrassed to meet my eyes.

Feeling as though I could sense her raw, exposed emotions, I lowered the hands that had been fondling her breasts and waist.

Then, I teased her by touching her lower abdomen. Once her body started trembling at my touch, I began trailing my fingers around her vulva just like before.

“Ah...!”

Renka’s lower half tensed up completely.

She seemed to expect me to touch her perineum again, keeping her guard up even amidst her pleasure, but I knew my desire wouldn’t be fulfilled if things continued like this.

Having made up my mind, I stroked down the sides of Renka’s soft labia with my fingers and looked straight into her lightly panting face.

“Do you want to turn over?”

“...Huh...? What do you mean, turn over...”

“I’m telling you to lie on your stomach.”

“L-lie on my stomach...?”

“Yeah. Lie on your stomach.”

Did she secretly enjoy my low, informal tone?

Or did she feel somewhat reassured because the blanket was still covering her?

Renka, whom I expected to resist, obediently turned over and lay flat on her stomach.

Stroking the nape of her neck as if praising a purring cat, I pulled back the blanket. She jolted in surprise as I straddled her waist.

Then, I poured out more than half of the remaining oil from the bottle, making her body completely slick and slippery.

“I-is this easy to wash off...?”

It was a random mutter from Renka, who must have felt uncomfortable with her back drenched in oil.

I chuckled and replied.

“It’s water-soluble, so it’ll come right off when you wash.”

“Right...”

Having answered, Renka pulled her pillow closer and buried her face in it.

Thinking I saw a little bit of Chinami in her just now, I caressed Renka’s sides, ribs, and the sides of her breasts. As she twitched and relished the touch, I quietly pulled out the final tool without her noticing.

It was a thin silicone plug with a long cat tail attached to the end.

I set it in the corner of the bed along with a condom. Then, continuing to stroke Renka’s oil-glistening back, I shifted my position.

My body, which had been straddling her waist, gradually moved lower...

Feeling the heavy weight moving downwards, Renka flinched and turned her head to the side.

“Wh-what are you... trying to do...?”

“A butt massage.”

“...I’m fine down there...”

“Could you keep your mouth shut?”

“Hey... how can you say it like that...”

“It’s what the President used to say all the time.”

“I’m older than you... Hikk...!?”

Feeling the sensation of oil dripping onto her tailbone, Renka violently jerked her body.

Because of that, the oil that had been pooling in the groove of her spinal erectors flowed down, carving a wet path as it seeped between her buttocks.

“Hyaaah...!”

The most sensitive area on her body.

Startled by the oil entering that spot, Renka hurriedly cried out as she felt my fingers secretly slipping between her cheeks.

“D-don’t...! If I say don’t, then don’t...! I... I hate that...!!”

“Do you hate it even when it just touches you like this?”

“I hate it! Hyaaaang!!!”

Renka, shaking her head vigorously in refusal, suddenly let out a sharp, agonizing moan as if she were about to faint.

It was because the tip of my middle finger had firmly pressed into the soft part between her buttocks.

A reaction so violent that the bedsheets shook heavily.

The sensation itself must have been extremely unfamiliar to her.

“Hey!! Don’t...!!!”

“I told you this was our last time doing this kind of play. So let’s just do it once.”

“What are you talking about...! Are you saying you’ll keep touching it!? Are you going to stick your finger in...!”

“No. I have something prepared.”

“What...?”

Renka’s gaze, matched with an utterly bewildered voice, met my eyes.

Perhaps shaken slightly by my deadly serious gaze, she wore a look of utter helplessness... before quickly shifting into a resolute expression.

“No! No matter what, absolutely not...!”

“I’m doing this because I really want to see it. If you say it hurts, I’ll take it out right away.”

“I said no...?”

“Is it really a no?”

Pressing my chest against Renka’s back, I persuaded her with a gentle tone completely different from my usual one.

Even as I did, in between my words, I made sure to tickle her skin with just my fingertips, arousing her so that she could feel the pleasure again.

“I... I said... hyak...! No...”

“Please. Yeah?”

“Ah, seriously...!”

It looked like she’d give in if I just pushed a little more.

Thinking so, I pressed my lips against the nape of Renka’s neck just above the Choker, softly bit her earlobe, and lightly tapped it with the tip of my tongue.

“Ah...! Aah...!”

I could see she was aroused to her very core.

Deciding to persuade her just a bit more, I blew hot air into Renka’s ear and whispered.

“I really like you, so just let me do this once. It’ll feel good for you too.”

“Uut...!”

I could feel Renka’s body trembling beneath me.

She seemed to like my soft, informal tone.

She might deny it herself, but it seemed Renka really was a masochist.

Letting out long, ragged breaths from her nose, she plainly showed exactly what state she was in. She stayed quiet for a moment, as if contemplating something, before asking.

“Y-you said you’d take it out if it hurts, right...?”

A question that showed she had finally been persuaded.

I cheered inwardly, suppressing my excitement as much as I could, and gave her a confident yes.

“Of course.”

“Then... Haa... That...”

“That?”

“Y-you can do it... just once... exactly once...”

Ah... that voice, dripping with the implication that she was doing it for my sake, yet holding a hint of genuine curiosity at the same time...

This was exactly why I loved Renka so much.

Smiling in satisfaction at Renka’s decision, I raised my upper body and gently tugged the leash.

“...”

Catching on to my intention, Renka slightly lifted her waist, and her thighs began to rise up.

She was voluntarily getting into a cat-like position on all fours.

Finding the sight absolutely delightful, I dripped some oil between the cheeks of Renka’s slightly raised rear.