[Fuck, you piss me off! (R-18)]
Hachimitsu Academy is renowned as one of the country's top private girls' schools, known for its exceptional standards and prestigious reputation. Nestled in the heart of Nerima Ward, this spot is part of the vibrant Tokyo metropolitan area. Every student is guaranteed access to an exceptional education system featuring top-notch female teachers who have been carefully chosen for their expertise in their respective fields. It's pretty clear that every graduate is on track for a bright future ahead.
Last month, the chairman kicked off some changes at this traditional school by opening the doors to male students. However, it's important to note that this institution remains a sought-after learning environment for women across the country.
If you're new to the school and stepping onto the campus for the first time, you might find yourself a bit puzzled by the intriguing building that stands right in the center of the main courtyard.
The official name is Prison Block. The place is quite spacious, surrounded by a variety of trees and shrubs, and features a prominent iron gate set in the archway. The building takes on an even more foreboding presence due to the imposing wire fence that divides the prison courtyard from the school courtyard, right in the heart of the main structure.
At night, the lighting in the school courtyard and the interior of the compound brighten up the walls of the Prison Block, giving you a much clearer view.
The prison compound has long been under the watchful eye of the Underground Student Council, a group dedicated to upholding the traditional elements of the academy's school code. Last month, this place took on a fresh purpose, especially with the arrival of five new male students.
So, don't be shocked if you spot guys rocking those classic black-and-white striped shirts paired with matching trousers over their undergarments, topped off with sleek black dress shoes. They aren't really prisoners since they still hold the status of students at this school.
On the other side of the school building, you come across a troubling scene. A prisoner is seen attacking a female student, and it's hard to misinterpret what's happening as he forcefully squeezes her breasts while grinding his penis between her ass crack. The situation is alarming and clearly inappropriate.
Her stunning white hair is elegantly tied up in a bun, and those glossy pink lips add a lovely touch. Together, they create a picture of perfection that is truly captivating. At the same time, she has a curvy figure that stands out, which some high school girls might find a bit too much. Her body is developing rapidly, and it's easy to see why the prisoner loses his mind and attacks her.
If you take a moment to look a bit closer, you'll see that it's not just the man who finds enjoyment in this situation; the female student is also experiencing it in her own way. The dampness of the ground beneath her feet indicated that they had been in this situation for a while now.
Kiyoshi felt an overwhelming surge of desire that he could no longer contain, and he could sense that his arousal had reached its fullest extent. He pressed both hands firmly against her ass cheek, ensuring that everything fit snugly as his hips kept up their rhythmic motion.
"Aghhh...♡ T-This is different from what I asked for... K-Kiyoshi, what happened back there… Nnngh...♡" Meiko exclaimed in a state of panic, her mind racing as she tried to seek an explanation. Yet, no matter how many times she asked, the response remained frustratingly the same.
"You need to hold it in, senpai... this is just one way for us to build trust between each other."
"I've been feeling a bit of heat in my butt for some time now... Ahngg...♡ D-Did you bring something to hurt me?... Mmmhng...♡ K-Kiyoshi, stop that now!..." Meiko's voice took on an angry edge, yet her heart continued to race, showing no signs of slowing down.
What Kiyoshi did was completely unexpected for Meiko. Initially, she was simply curious, hoping to relive the intriguing experience from the night before. She craved that mysterious sensation again, and to her delight, she not only found it but experienced it multiple times.
So, she felt like it was time to wrap things up. At the same time, she craved a little break and, if she could, a drink to help recharge her energy. However, she found herself ensnared by Kiyoshi's selfishness.
Meiko wasn't a fan of it when Kiyoshi touched her butt. It made her feel uneasy, especially when a guy invaded her personal space without asking. The way his fingers brushed against her skin sent shivers down her spine, and not in a good way.
She felt the urge to protest, but Kiyoshi squeezed her breasts once more, leaving Meiko torn and unsure about what to do next. And here they were, caught in this moment. Once she started to regain her senses, she quickly became aware of a hard object pressing against her butt.
On top of that, what really threw Meiko for a loop was how the object gradually started to stretch out and grow in size. She began to notice the warmth gently enveloping her skin, a comforting sensation that felt almost like a soft embrace. She was worried that as the object heated up, it would begin to hurt her butt.
"Meiko, I can't handle this any longer. Nice work keeping your position…"
"Wait, bastard, don't just call my name... Argkkk...♡" Meiko was just about to give Kiyoshi a piece of her mind for his rude behavior when suddenly, a scream of pain cut through the air, taking her by surprise.
Kiyoshi went beyond simply squeezing her breasts; he took it a step further by yanking her nipples downward, seemingly indifferent to the pain it might cause her. All of that happened because he was already at his limit and wanted to make the most of every moment before he finally reached that point of release.
After a few days of holding it in, Kiyoshi finally felt the relief of being able to let go of the pressure building in his balls. The view that unfolded before him was truly impressive. The semen splashed around without a care, with most of the droplets landing on Meiko's backside. The final, thickest, and stickiest splash made a casual mark on the surface of her ass.
"hahh... hahh... I'm going to kill you!... what did you do to me!..."
As Meiko tumbled to the ground, Kiyoshi took a moment to catch his breath. He was determined not to leave any hints that might alter her view of him, especially after all the effort he had put into convincing her he wasn't a pervert.
"I apologize, I may have gotten a bit too enthusiastic..." Kiyoshi responded with a calm demeanor, then reached into his pocket for a tissue he had grabbed earlier from the canteen, gently using it to wipe Meiko's mouth.
He took his time, meticulously wiping away every drop of saliva that had made its way from her mouth down to her neck, ensuring the area was spotless. Luckily, Kiyoshi brought enough tissue sheets to cover the tears that wet her face.
"Don't touch me..." Meiko let out a frustrated growl, her irritation bubbling to the surface as she snatched the tissue from Kiyoshi's hand. "Don't think for a second that I'll let this slide. You can bet I'll make you pay for this."
Even though Meiko's threat seemed genuine, Kiyoshi brushed it off as just another typical outburst fueled by the heat of the moment. After all, he didn't experience even a hint of physical violence from her, which only reinforced his view of the situation.
"You should get some rest; I've got everything else covered," Kiyoshi offered, but Meiko remained silent. She decided to push herself off the ground, but she found it challenging to do so.
"Be careful," Kiyoshi said, rushing to her side. Meiko hesitated, pushing back against his support, but with a little encouragement, she found her balance and finally stood tall on her own two feet. Still, her pale face couldn't mask the sheer exhaustion that weighed heavily on her, physically and mentally.
"I don't need your help..." Meiko said, her frown still firmly in place, not giving an inch. Suddenly, it hit her that she was still exposed, and in a rush, she adjusted her clothes. "Fuck, you piss me off!"
"Senpai, I appreciate you trusting me—" Kiyoshi's voice trailed off, not because Meiko had cut him off, but because he sensed he was pushing his luck. He could see it in her icy gaze; she wasn't in the mood for too much teasing today.
He caught sight of Meiko walking away, and for a brief moment, a wave of concern washed over him. He couldn't shake the thought that she might head back to the boys in that condition. So he sighed in relief when Meiko walked into the school building instead.
Kiyoshi finally released the grin he had been holding back. He hoped that what he had left inside her could spark something intriguing. Particularly the semen that he intentionally left on her backside.
Fortunately, the students were all settled in their own classes, and even though Meiko had bumped into one or two of them in the hallway, they were unlikely to notice anything out of the ordinary.
Meiko continued walking while trying to forget what happened with her and Kiyoshi, but all she got was mixed emotions that made her mind even more confused. Just when she felt invincible, her legs began to weaken, and she nearly stumbled to the ground.
She had to carefully hold onto the handrail as she climbed the stairs. She didn't want to fall and get herself in more trouble than she already was. As she made her way to the second floor, she continued on, heading straight for a particular room that seemed to draw her in.
"Seriously, what am I doing..." Meiko muttered, her voice laced with uncertainty as she questioned her choices. What she had done up to this point felt like a world away from her true self. Not to mention what went down today. All she could think about was how much she wanted to just punch herself more than anything else in the world.
With a heavy heart, Meiko gently rapped her knuckles against the door of the Underground Student Council. With no response coming from inside, she appeared to have drained much of her energy, leaving her unable to muster any real force behind her knock.
After giving it a shot a couple more times, she finally heard Mari's voice inviting her to come in. For some reason, as she opened the door, she felt a slight lift in the burden on her heart.
"Meiko, it's not often I see you back this late. Everything okay?"
Meiko completely missed what the person said, her gaze locked onto Mari's face, captivated by every detail. Her noble face remained as beautiful as ever, and when that beauty shifted to a look of worry, Meiko felt a warm sensation fill her heart.
Meiko found herself captivated, wanting to gaze at her face endlessly, soaking in every bit of her attention. She didn't want to be weighed down by sadness or anything trivial when she was with Mari. Instead, she hoped to see her as a strong woman, someone who took pride in who she was.
A little smile here and there could make it perfect.
"That's not bad at all..."
As soon as Mari noticed that Meiko had drifted off into her own little world, she didn't hesitate for a second. Concerned for her best friend, she quickly made her way over to her side. She started by checking her temperature, worried that she might have a fever, just like the time she discovered it a few days earlier.
"What happened to you? This morning, I searched for you in your room but couldn't find you anywhere. Turns out you were fast asleep in the prison block. Now, though, you look pale."
Mari felt the urge to lay down a serious scolding, but she managed to rein it in when she discovered that Meiko wasn't running a fever or dealing with anything major—she was simply worn out.
"I'm sorry, Mari, I..." Meiko knew better than to spill the whole truth to Mari about what had gone down. Still, it took her some time to come up with the perfect excuse. Finally, she settled on, "I think I might have overdone it a bit during my training."
"You did, just look at all this sweat," Mari said with a grin. She could see just how soaked Meiko's clothes were, but what caught her attention was the odd, unfamiliar smell that lingered in the air.
"I can't just leave you here like this. You need to come with me," Mari insisted. She had no option but to bring Meiko along to the baths. She didn't have the heart to tell her best friend about this strange, unusual smell because she feared she would hurt her feelings.
"Wait Mari, where are we going?"
"You're going to take off your uniform."