Chapter 395

A long ringing tone sounded from the black screen.

Was she planning to ignore it? If so, her next session would be the whip as punishment for defying her master's orders.

Just as I had that thought, she spoke. "What is it..."

The dark screen flared bright, and Renka's face appeared.

She was in a tatami room at the Lodging. Judging by the large bag visible over her shoulder, she was definitely taking the video call from her own room.

I couldn't tell if she was anticipating what was about to happen or if she was just embarrassed.

Seeing her avoid my eyes even through the screen was cute.

On Renka's end of the call, she would only be able to see my face and half of my shoulder.

That was intentional.

Stimulating the imagination was always more erotic than putting everything out in the open.

Truthfully, I had no intention of actually masturbating.

I only wanted to scold and tease Renka for snapping at me yesterday and today. Eliciting a little arousal out of her would just be a bonus.

That was the only reason I made the video call.

Though, depending on her reaction, I might actually do it.

My decision made, I deliberately half-closed my eyes and stared at Renka's face on the screen.

"Why did you take so long to answer?"

"I was... walking back to the Lodging."

"Doing what?"

"Just... Ah, would you stop looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Are you seriously asking? You look like you're about to..."

"About to what?"

"Ah, shit...! Shut up!"

It was funny how she immediately resorted to cursing, too deeply embarrassed to actually say the dirty words out loud.

"Where did Master go?"

"Chinami is grabbing a bite with her friends..."

"I see. Why isn't the President eating? Don't tell me you rushed back in the middle of a meal because of me?"

"I did, so if you already know, just hang— Hey!"

Renka stopped mid-sentence, her eyes widening.

She must have noticed my shoulder shifting on the screen.

I watched her gaze gradually drift to one side.

A sideways glance would only leave her to her imagination, but she was instinctively, naturally trying to figure out what I was doing.

"Wh-what are you doing right now...?"

Renka stammered out the question, her voice trembling.

Contrary to what she was thinking, I was just tapping my own thigh. I answered her with a question of my own.

"What are you planning to do after the field trip ends?"

"Wait, why are you changing the subject? What are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"What do you mean, 'nothing'! Anyone can see you're doing something weird!"

"Why are you so untrusting?"

"Because that's ridiculous!"

"How is it ridiculous?"

"Because... your left arm is moving!"

"I'm just massaging my thigh."

"Do you really think I'd believe that?"

"Angle your camera down a bit."

"Huh? Why?"

"Just lower it. Since when do you ask so many questions?"

I put on a slightly irritated expression, like someone whose pleasure had just been interrupted. Renka flinched and tilted her camera lens down.

Seeing her obey so meekly meant my acting was spot-on.

Renka's T-shirt came into full view on the screen.

A faint hint of cleavage peeked out from the neckline, but unlike the photo Chinami had sent last time, she was mostly covered up. I liked that.

As expected, my Renka's only flaw was her foul mouth. Take that away, and she was a truly excellent slave.

I tapped my thigh harder, making the movements rougher as I spoke.

"I can see your cleavage. That's one more warning added."

"Wh-what are you talking about! It only looks like that from above! Normally, it covers everything! And stop moving your arm! I said stop!"

Renka was taking this surprisingly seriously.

Between her bright red face, the trembling screen, and how she kept swallowing hard...

She was completely immersed.

This was going to be a bit of a problem. If she found out I hadn't actually been doing anything, she would feel mocked and get genuinely furious.

Then I could just do it for real.

Masturbating while having a casual conversation instead of listening to moans or roleplaying like in phone sex, especially since it wasn't mutual, would probably cause considerable self-loathing. But that was fine, because I could just make her do it too.

My decision made, I slipped my hand down my pants and wrapped my fingers around my hardened member.

Then, dropping my voice to a very low register, I called out to Renka.

"Hey."

"..."

Did she not mind hearing me speak casually after so long?

Renka clamped her mouth shut.

Staring at her face on the screen, I continued.

"When the field trip is over, come to my Home with Master."

"...Why..."

"To eat."

"But... you don't plan on just eating..."

"Stick out your tongue."

"I-I don't want to."

She kept saying no, but I knew she was enjoying it too.

She was definitely feeling aroused.

By the sight of me getting excited over her.

The proof was in how she didn't fiercely refuse, leaving room for interpretation like she was doing now.

I smirked at her transparency and spoke.

"Are you going to keep making me repeat myself? Can you really handle the consequences?"

"..."

Renka parted her lips ever so slightly and rested her tongue against her bottom lip.

A very faint breath hissed out from the Cell Phone's speaker.

That panting sound stimulated my peripheral nerves, adding to the pleasure.

Renka knew it too. She knew I would love it if she did that.

Her voluntarily trying to please me was adorable.

I would have to reward her with a frenzied night when I got back.

"L-like dhis...?"

Why was that face, asking such a naive question with her tongue still sticking out, so unbelievably arousing?

Even her pitch had climbed slightly, making it sound like a moan.

I felt like my brain was going to burn up.

Come to think of it, I had only made Renka give me head once.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to make her do it properly this time.

"Come closer."

"..."

Renka leaned her lips closer to the screen.

Her saliva-slicked tongue quivered, which was insanely erotic.

Her breathing growing louder was the same. It really paid off to use a Cell Phone with good audio quality.

Feeling my pleasure spike significantly, I spoke.

"Sit down and spread your legs."

"M-my legs...? You want me to spread my legs...?"

"Hurry."

"..."

Renka's slender throat bobbed, and a rustling sound echoed through the speaker.

Then, taking a seat, she planted her feet on the tatami and spread her legs appropriately without me having to say anything.

Then she moved the camera lens further away so I could see between her legs.

As her baggy shorts slid down, the stark white skin at the back of her thighs was fully exposed.

Covering her crotch with her hand was a bonus.

She seemed to be doing it out of embarrassment, but did she know that made it feel even more erotic?

"D-do you like it...?"

I answered the curious question coming from Renka's mouth, with only her chin visible on the screen, in a low voice.

"I do."

"Yeah...? You perverted bastard..."

Mhm. The degradation was surprisingly nice to hear.

Just as I had thought before, she gave off the exact vibe of a noble lady who had realized her position as a slave.

"How long are you going to keep going...?"

Saying that, Renka subtly shifted the hand covering her crotch.

With the second joint of her middle finger bent, her fingertip moved up and down so slightly that I wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't looked closely.

It was an action stemming from a desire to excite me even more, and to feel pleasure herself.

Ah... This was why I couldn't help but love Renka.

As my affection for her swelled, my urge to ejaculate spiked instantly.

"I don't know."

Answering in the lowest voice possible, I exhaled a long breath through my nose as I watched the corner of Renka's mouth twitch.

"Haa..."

In sync with that, an erotic moan slipped from Renka.

Realizing that the sound had sent tension straight to my groin, I wet my drying lips with saliva, letting Renka know I was feeling it.

"..."

Perhaps thinking there was no longer any need for useless words, Renka's end of the screen went incredibly quiet.

The only sound left was the faint rustle of her fingers brushing against her cotton shorts—a sound I wouldn't have caught if I hadn't focused.

I had been half-skeptical, but I was immensely satisfied.

Doing this kind of play occasionally wouldn't be a bad idea either.

I would need to correct Renka's attitude promptly, though.

The way she spoke as if I were the only mischievous one, even while she was enjoying it herself.

Still, since this was our first time trying such an eccentric sexual game, I figured I could let it slide for today.

"Boo!"

Hiyori tapped my back with a playful shout just as I was heading to the lobby Convenience Store.

Had she tried to scare me but failed to get the reaction she wanted?

Blowing out a somewhat sulky huff of air, Hiyori suddenly leaped onto my back.

"What are you doing?"

At my words, having unintentionally ended up giving her a piggyback ride, she beamed and answered.

"My legs were hurting, so I hitched a ride~"

Then she blew a soft puff of air into my ear.

Turning my head halfway with a dumbfounded expression at the completely random gesture, I asked.

"What's this now?"

"I was going to whistle. I can do it fine when sucking air in, but I can't do it while blowing air out."

"Why would you do that in my ear?"

"To make you happy. Do you not like it?"

Where on earth did she learn something like this?

Knowing Hiyori, she might have heard things from her female friends.

Pretending to be highly knowledgeable about sex.

Or maybe she had looked it up online and was experimenting.

At any other time it might have been fine, but of all times, for her to do this right after I had finished doing that with Renka...

I was already basking in the afterglow, and it felt like that was translating straight into pure arousal.

Whatever the case, it was true that I felt a pleasant shiver. Wordlessly, I hitched my hips and legs to hoist up Hiyori's slipping body.

Hiyori let out a giddy, somewhat loose giggle.

She even started swinging her legs back and forth against my sides. The fact that I hadn't told her to get down and had shown a positive attitude toward her question seemed to have elevated her mood.

"Hold still."

"Why?"

"You're making it harder to carry you."

"Don't wanna~"

She was still acting like a green frog.

Normally I would have given her a mild scolding, but having just enjoyed that eccentric play with Renka, I wasn't in the mood to do so.

Even though I had just released a wave of pleasure, there was still a lingering sense of lack.

Was my blood still boiling? It made me want to do something wicked.

Glancing around until I spotted a quiet spot, I went over and set Hiyori down.

She immediately started whining, heavily showing her disappointment and asking why we were stopping. I just stared straight down at her with a deadpan expression.

Then, as she engaged in a staring contest with a playfully mischievous face, I took a large step toward her.

Sensing my mood, Hiyori's expression completely changed.

"Wh-what is it...? What are you doing...?"

Looking panicked, she started backing away from me.