"…Ugh."
The edge of release surged—a vow to outdo her past fueling it.
Not inside. Last time was a bust, but this time, her mouth for "Cum-and-Climax"… no, wait.
"Sensei, where do you want it?"
"…Fuh, ugh, wha?"
"My cum—where do you want it?"
I kept thrusting, unrelenting, slipping a finger past her panting lips.
"Here? Your mouth?"
"Auh… aee…"
A garbled whimper—she met my finger with her tongue, sloppy and eager.
"N-No…?"
"No? Then…"
I pulled it out, a slick thread gleaming, and grazed her nipple.
"These cute tits?"
"Ih… ahh…!"
Her swollen, aching nipples stiffened as I pinched them—pain and pleasure twisting her voice. She shook her head at me.
"Oh? Then where?"
"…Uuh, uuh…"
I didn't stop—cock spearing her from below. Finally, she cracked.
"…F-Face! On my face!"
"Good girl."
She'd embraced it—voicing her raw desire, accepting her face as a trigger. Her vibe shifted hard.
"H-Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
Heat pulsed from my balls. I yanked out, aiming for her face.
Let's make it cute too.
"Hands behind your head, Sensei."
"Uh… l-like this?"
"Yes. Perfect."
Her white armpits bared, hands clasped—nice handle.
I gripped her bent elbows with my left hand, right clamping her head, pressing my cock flush against her face. No escape, no matter how hard she comes.
"Here it goes."
"Ahh!!"
I unleashed—thick, sticky cum splattering her pretty face, pulsing out in waves.
"Hii, hiii, ahh!"
Too much—she writhed to flee, but my hold pinned her arms tight.
"Ahh, hot, it's hot… my face, aaah!"
Each splash painted her white, her screams like she'd been scorched.
Forced to take it all, she went limp, collapsing as I let go—sprawling onto the bed.
I straddled her face, legs splayed wide.
"Miyuki-san. Forgetting something? Sex slave duties?"
"…Ahh…"
Glassy-eyed, cum still streaking her face, she inched her lips toward my cock.
"Gotta… clean it…"
"Yeah. Make it spotless—I'm not done with it."
Her dazed eyes flared wide.
"N-No more… can't…"
"Your body's mine to use, right? Hurry up—clean it."
"U-Uh…"
She steeled herself, kissing my cock. Not licking—wiping it with her lips, root to tip, over and over. Each rub jolted her—soft "ah, ah" gasps as "Sensual Genesis" lit her up.
No resistance now—just greed. The poised Sensei, reduced to dragging her lips along my shaft.
Spotting a stray smear, she mashed her lips into it, desperate to soak it in.
Hours ago, I'd never have pictured this.
Her soft lips and frantic need stiffened me again.
"W-What… already? Hard again…?"
She gaped, lips still brushing me, stunned by "Stamina Surge." If I want it, I'm ready—simple as that.
I wouldn't call it something lame like "Stamina Surge," though. "Infinite Phoenix Thrust" has a ring to it. Maybe I'll ask the goddess about a rename—nah, she'd get jealous of my wordplay and sulk. Pass.
Anyway, divine power and last night's BBQ calories kept my cock unyielding. I stroked her cheek.
"Round four."
"N-No, can't, no more…!"
She scrambled across the sheets as I declared it, but I snagged her ankle, flipping her facedown.
"Hya! …Uwah!"
She buried her face in the pillow, muffled cries leaking out. I grabbed her hands.
"Hands behind your head again. Like a good bitch submitting—looks hot."
She resisted faintly but obeyed, locking them back. Her body sank into the bed—prime for a prone fuck.
"T-This… pose…"
"Let go, and you're punished."
I hissed it in her ear. She tensed but kept her hands clasped.
"Here we go."
"W-Wait, no, really, no more, no—no—auuuh!!"
I slammed in from above, a fresh angle hitting new spots. She sobbed into the pillow, voice breaking.
Her small ass, slim back, toned frame—I loomed over it all. Pinned beneath me, she was mine, rocking to my rhythm, bound by my words.
"No, no, stop, please! Ihii! Forgive me, let me go!"
All she could do was scream and beg.
Her pleas stoked me hotter, turning sadistic—I hammered harder.
"Sex slaves don't say 'no' or 'stop,' Miyuki-san."
"Hii, ah, b-but, this—!"
"From now on, when I thrust, you say 'feels good.' Three, two, one—"
"Eh? Auu!"
I drove deep. She just wailed.
"Wrong. 'Feels good.' Say it."
"T-That's… impossible…"
"Not impossible—do it. Again."
I pulled back, then rammed in.
"Aah, aaah!"
"Useless slave. Punishment."
Smack!—right on her ass.
"Iiii!?"
Pain arched her back hard—she'd forgotten that sting.
Big thrusts, sharp slaps—I drilled the lesson in. Her cum frothed, stringing from my cock; her spanked ass glowed red.
"…F-Feels… good…"
"Finally. Again."
Thrust—deep.
"G-Good… feels good…"
She exhaled it, scripted and faint. Her arms, once clasped, hung limp at her sides—total collapse.
I kept pounding. "Good, good, feels good," she chirped, a reflex in a tiny, birdlike voice.
Hot in its own way, but she's done.
"Let's call it here for today."
"U-Uh…"
I lifted her prone body slightly. Relief washed her face.
"Getting close myself. One last load on your face."
"Ugh… s-stop…"
I ignored her weak plea, flipping her onto her back. Straddling her chest, I rubbed my cock across her dazed face.
"Auh, hiii!"
I dragged the tip over her, stroking fast, then pressed hard against her lips.
"Coming."
"Aaau, hguh, uuuuh!"
Her face twisted—pleasure or pain?—but those tears weren't from suffering.
"Ugh."
Fourth peak—I unloaded, smearing her lips with it.
"S-Stop… ah, auh, uu, uuuuuh!!"
I ground against her mouth, blasting thick, hot cum across her face—way more than a fourth round should have.
"Aaa, hot, hot, aaaah—!"
She took it all, gushing one last time before passing out cold.
"Sensei, good work. Felt amazing. But, uh… this?"
I wiped her cum-soaked face with tissues, eyeing the drenched, cooling sheets.
"She'll catch a cold sleeping here, but if I shift her right…"
I cleaned her up, dressed her, and moved her to a drier spot on the narrow single bed. Two of us? Tight fit with this mess.
"Hmm, now what?"
I could bail, but no keys to lock up—can't just leave it open. Plus, she'd mentioned tomorrow's off. Sticking around for morning coffee could be a nice perk for her.
Dressed, I scoped the place, found a sofa, and crashed there.
And so, my first night with Sensei ended—kicking off our secret little fling.