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Louisa blinked a couple of times, but her concern for the headmistress's health was pushed aside by something more important. Her expression changed.
The softness vanished, replaced by a determination that hardened her gaze and tensed her shoulders.
"Headmistress, I come on behalf of the student council to file a formal protest."
Her voice rang through the office, loaded with a conviction that lit up her eyes like cold flames.
"Against the psychological guidance counselor system that the academy plans to implement."
She knew how to speak.
"Such an indecent plan should not exist in an academy as prestigious as ours!"
Something ignited inside Jin.
'Indecent?'
His grin widened and his hips, which until that moment had kept a slow, controlled rhythm, sped up.
"Mmm~♥️!!"
Rikka jolted as if she'd been hit with an electric current. Her body pitched forward over the desk and she had to grab the edge with both hands to keep from collapsing. Her eyes went out of focus for a full second as the thrusts went from torturously slow to a pace that slammed into her with enough force to make her legs tremble.
'DAMN YOU, JIN!!'
"Headmistress...?"
Louisa looked at her with furrowed brows.
"Ex... excuse me..."
Rikka adjusted her glasses, which had slid down to the tip of her nose, with a finger that was visibly shaking. She bit the inside of her tongue, using the pain to anchor the little composure she had left.
"Please continue..."
Louisa gave her a scrutinizing look. Something didn't add up. But her outrage was bigger than her suspicions, and the speech she'd been preparing for days burned in her throat.
"Are they really trying to make us believe that doing those kinds of things with filthy men can relieve stress?!" Her cheeks flushed an angry red. "That it's going to improve our grades?! That's ridiculous! Just thinking about it is an abomination!"
She was getting fired up. Passion ignited her voice and quickened her pace, completely oblivious to the irony that, ten feet away from her, what she'd just called an "abomination" was happening against the headmistress's desk.
Jin found the whole situation tremendously entertaining.
"Aahh~♥️... th-that's... impossible..."
Rikka's floating voice cut through Louisa's speech like a needle popping a balloon.
"What?!" Louisa blinked, thrown off. "What do you mean impossible?! This kind of lewd, promiscuous system should not be allowed under any circumstances!"
She took a step forward, and her tone dropped half a notch.
"Headmistress... you wouldn't want the media and the students' parents finding out about this, would you?"
'Her weak spot.'
Jin recognized it instantly. And because he was the bastard he was, he chose that exact moment to drive in a thrust that hit Rikka all the way to her throat.
"UGH~♥️!!"
Rikka's body lurched violently forward. She folded over the desk, her glasses went crooked, and a spasm shot up her spine that made her squeeze her thighs together with every ounce of strength she had left, like trying to stop a sports car going a hundred and twenty by slamming the brakes with jelly legs.
And between her clenched thighs, the fluids kept leaking out, more and more, soaking everything, trickling down her calves in streams that wouldn't stop.
But by some superhuman miracle, her voice came out.
"Th-that~... is nothing... I need to worry about..."
"The most powerful members of the parent association... ahhh~♥️... and also the... the school board of directors... have approved... this system...♥️"
She swallowed hard. A bead of sweat ran down her temple.
"So... even if you go public with it... it will simply... be shut down."
"..."
Louisa's eyes opened slowly. Very slowly. Like someone who just heard that the sky is green and the grass is blue.
"WHAT?!"
'The parents are on board?! The board of directors too?!'
Her mind couldn't process it. Her entire plan was based on the premise that the families would never accept something like this.
And she'd just been told it was all for nothing.
Her fingers clung to the hem of her skirt, wrinkling the fabric, and the flush of indignation mixed with something that felt like helplessness.
"Th-this... how is that possible...?"
Her voice had lost all the power it had a moment ago.
Behind the desk, Rikka felt a pang of guilt seeing Louisa's expression. This girl, no matter how misguided her methods, genuinely cared about her classmates.
But right now, with an invisible monster buried to the hilt inside her and an orgasm building like a storm in her core, Rikka couldn't afford the luxury of empathy.
She took one deep breath. Just one. And in that single inhale she channeled every ounce of authority.
Her back straightened. Her shoulders pulled back. And when her violet eyes locked onto Louisa, the panting, trembling woman vanished, replaced by Headmistress Rikka Sumeragi at full capacity.
"Student Louisa Richter."
Her voice came out steady. Ice cold. Without a single tremor.
It was impossible.
It was a miracle of sheer willpower.
"This matter has been decided. If there are no further concerns, please excuse yourself."
The weight of those words crashed down on Louisa like a block of concrete. The authority, the gravity of the position, the gap in status, it all hit her at once, and her body responded, taking two steps back on instinct, as if something had shoved her.
"I..."
The flame of justice that had been burning in her eyes a minute ago went out. Not completely, but enough for her to lower her head.
"Understood..."
She murmured through a clenched jaw, biting her lip with a mix of frustration and resignation that reddened her eyes. She didn't cry. But she was close.
Seeing that expression, Rikka's face softened again.
A girl carrying far too much weight for her age.
An idea crossed her mind.
"Louisa, while we have this opportunity..."
Her voice shifted. It was no longer the order of a headmistress. It was something closer to advice.
"Why don't you try it yourself?"
?
Louisa raised her head, not understanding.
"As student council president, you're the one who actually carries more pressure than anyone else in this academy. The meetings, the complaints, the responsibilities... all of it piles up."
Rikka looked at her with warmth.
"Besides... I know that because of your family situation, you feel a deep repulsion toward men. Maybe this experience could... shift your perspective."
'IS SHE TELLING ME TO GO FIND SOME STINKING MAN TO RELIEVE MY STRESS?!' Louisa's face lit up with outrage. 'IS SHE INSULTING ME?!'
She wanted to scream. She wanted to slam her fist on the desk.
But arguing any further was pointless. The headmistress wasn't going to budge. The parents were on board. The board was on board. And she, the student council president with her formal protest, had absolutely no cards left to play.
She gritted her teeth. "F-Fine, Headmistress. I'll think about it."
The words came out like she was spitting them, and she turned toward the door without saying goodbye.
Her footsteps pounded against the floor with a force that gave away her mood, and the door shut behind her with a slam that was almost a full on door slam.
...
In the hallway, Louisa walked with clenched fists and a boiling head.
Every step she took was a new thought. How could the headmistress, the most respectable and admirable woman she knew, approve of such barbarism? A male counselor? In an all girls academy? Doing "those kinds of things" with the students?
Just thinking about it made her stomach turn.
But then, like a ray of light through the clouds of her frustration, an idea sparked.
'I know!'
Her steps stopped.
'If there's no way out through the headmistress... then I'll attack the counselor directly.'
A cold smile curved her lips.
'With my abilities, dealing with that kind of pervert shouldn't be a problem at all.'
Even though she'd never seen him in person, the image forming in her head was clear: a disgusting, sweaty guy with cloudy eyes and a head full of revolting fantasies.
She'd make him resign. She'd humiliate him until he left on his own. She'd tear him apart so efficiently that the headmistress would have no choice but to shut down the program.
She would protect the purity of this academy!
...
Meanwhile, in the office.
"IIIIIHHH~♥️♥️♥️!!!"
The instant the door closed and Louisa's footsteps faded down the corridor, everything Rikka had been holding back exploded.
Her neck arched backward, throat taut, and a sharp, animal scream tore from her voice with enough force to rattle the window panes.
Her legs spread wide open. The hands gripping the desk let go.
Her torso collapsed against the wood with the dead weight of someone who'd lost all connection between brain and muscles.
Drool trickled from the corners of her mouth in two glistening threads that soaked her chin and the documents beneath her.
Her tongue poked out between her lips, pink and useless, and her eyes stared into nothing with a glassy, mindless expression.
And Jin, finally free from holding back, unleashed everything he had.
PLAP♥️! PLAP! PLAP♥️! PLAP!
Thrust after thrust, savage, merciless, burying himself to the hilt with a force that shook Rikka like a tornado.
And then he let go.
The release filled her with a hot violence that flooded her insides in thick waves. Spurt after spurt of cum slammed against her inner walls, filling her, overflowing her, dripping down her thighs and trailing in white threads that mixed with her own fluids.
"Hahh~♥️... hahh~..."
Rikka's gasps were the only sound in the office.
Several seconds passed before something resembling thought returned to her eyes.
"That was... a truly... unusual experience~♥️..."
Her voice came out hoarse, wrecked. But there was a smile on those saliva covered lips.
Because throughout the entire conversation with Louisa, the tension, the fear of being caught, the adrenaline of keeping her composure while her pussy was being destroyed ten feet from a student... all of it had triggered something unexpected. Her body had clenched around Jin like a fist for the entire five minutes the visit lasted.
The walls of her pussy had wrapped around him with a desperate tightness, sucking him, frantically massaging him with contractions she couldn't control.
The extreme tension had turned her into a trap that wouldn't let go.
And the sensation had been maddening... For both of them.
"Seriously... we almost got caught~"
Turning her head, she looked at him with reproach, but her flushed cheeks and wet eyes stripped away all credibility.
"But it was exciting, wasn't it?"
Laughing softly, Jin pulled out of her.
Rikka let out a moan as she felt it, but before she could complain, something brushed against another spot.
The tip of his cock, drenched in the mixture of their fluids, slid slowly upward from her pussy, through the space between her cheeks, leaving a trail, until it stopped right over that tiny, pink entrance.
And rubbed gently, without going in.
"Ahh~..."
An electric tingling radiated from that spot throughout Rikka's entire body, and her asshole clenched, tightening and relaxing in nervous spasms that betrayed her anticipation and fear.
It was time to enjoy the aged wine.
"Jin-kun... do you have experience with... this?"
"Hmm..."
Pausing, Jin gave it serious thought. Mira, Miwa, Natsuha, Akane... and sure enough, he'd never tried that particular door.
"It's my first time."
A blink escaped Rikka's eyes before a shaky giggle slipped from her lips. "Th-Then we're both first timers, huh~?"
She bit her lip.
Nervousness showed through everywhere. "Please... be a little careful, okay?"
The last word came out small, childlike. The great headmistress, reduced to asking for gentleness from a man nearly 29 years younger than her, who was about to take the last virginity she had left.
"Trust me."
Jin didn't rush. This had to be done right.
His wet fingers settled over that entrance. He caressed it first, tracing the outline with the pad of his thumb, feeling how it clenched under his touch, squeezing like a tiny fist that couldn't decide whether to let him in or not.
Then he slid in just the tip of his finger. Barely an inch.
"Ngh~..."
Rikka buried her face against her arm.
It was tight... Fucking tight! Fighting him with everything it had. But the fluid soaking his fingers served as lubricant, and with patience and persistence, his finger advanced millimeter by millimeter.
"Hahh~... i-it feels... weird..."
"Does it hurt?"
"N-not exactly... it's like... ngh~... I don't know!..."
Laughing, Jin added a second finger. He pushed them in slowly, spreading them in a scissoring motion carefully, stretching that ring little by little.
Rikka was already panting against her arm, and her body swayed between tension and relaxation.
When the third finger went in, a sharp cry escaped Rikka that she bit down on against her own skin.
"Mmh~♥️!"
But she didn't ask him to stop.
Her hips, in fact, pushed backward. A tiny movement. But Jin felt it.
She was ready.
"Is... is it ready?"
Turned sideways against the surface of the desk, Rikka was a tomato. Her eyes stared at some indeterminate point on the wall, unable to turn around and see what was about to happen.
"I feel a bit embarrassed..."
"Just relax..."
Positioning the head against the throbbing entrance, Jin pressed gently, without pushing. Just letting her feel the warmth of what was coming.
...And he started going in.
"Ngh...!"
The first inch was like forcing through a wall. The ring resisted with everything it had, clamping around the tip with a force that ripped a groan out of Jin.
"Y-You're... incredibly tight!"
"I-it's because... because you're too... too big... Mmh~...!"
Rikka's cheeks clenched involuntarily, pushing outward with a reflex she couldn't control.
Her entire body was tense.
"Mmh... how strange... it feels... ah~..."
She was giving everything she had to relax. She was trying with every fiber of her being.
But it was hard.
It was fucking hard to relax when what was being shoved up her ass was as thick as a fire extinguisher.
Jin advanced another inch. And another. Slow. With a patience he didn't know he had.
"Ahh~... AHH...! Ngh~..."
Rikka's moans swung between pain and something else. That "something else" that grew with every millimeter he advanced, slithering through her nerve endings like electricity, blending with the discomfort until it became unrecognizable.
The tearing pain from the beginning didn't last long.
What replaced it was a completely new sensation. Different from anything she'd felt from the front. Deeper, more... dark.
A fullness that filled a space she didn't know was empty, and an electric tingling with every millimeter that lit up nerves she didn't know existed.
"Hahh~♥️... oh~... this is..."
The moans gradually softened.
What had been sounds of resistance turned into something wetter, hotter, more surrendered. Her hips, which had been pushing outward, stopped resisting. They went still first. And then they started pushing back.
Seeking him.
Wanting him deeper.
"Mmh~♥️... m-more... a little deeper~♥️..."
Jin smiled against the back of her neck. And pushed all the way in.
"AAAHH~♥️!!"
Rikka's back arched violently and her mouth fell open in a silent scream. The sensation of being completely filled from behind exploded in her brain like fireworks, and every inch of her insides throbbed around him, squeezing him, sucking him in, molding to his shape.
Jin wasted no time.
He ripped off the jacket she'd thrown on during Louisa's visit, the black gauze underneath didn't last much longer either, he tore it down the center with both hands, and Rikka's tits broke free.
Then he pulled her back.
Grabbing her by the shoulders, he peeled her off the desk and pressed her against his chest. Her back slammed into Jin's torso, and her juicy, massive tits, covered in sweat, hung exposed with nothing to hold them.
Jin's hands fell on them.
His fingers dug into that sweaty, overflowing flesh with hunger, as if they already belonged to him. He kneaded them however he wanted: pressing them together until the skin stretched tight and the flesh spilled between his fingers, too much to contain, then spread them apart only to grab them again, twisting the hardened nipples with pinches that tore moans from the depths of her throat.
All while fucking her anally.
PLAP... PLAP♥️... PLAP... PLAP♥️...
The rhythm settled into something deep and punishing. Each thrust drove all the way in from behind while his hands ravaged her tits from the front, and Rikka, trapped between both sensations, lost all capacity to function as a human being.
"AHH~♥️!! Mmh~♥️!! OH~♥️!!"
The double stimulation was destroying her. Pleasure hit her from every direction at once, colliding in her center like two waves crashing, and each point of impact multiplied the other in an upward spiral with no ceiling.
She couldn't help it.
She turned her head back, searching for him with her mouth open. Her lips found Jin's at an awkward, desperate angle, and her tongue came out before their mouths even connected, seeking him like a bitch in heat.
Their tongues met before their mouths did, coiling hot and slippery in the air before plunging in together.
A dirty, hungry kiss.
Tongues pushing, twisting, filling each other's mouths with the taste of the other while saliva pooled and neither of them cared to swallow it. They sucked on each other's lips, bit them, breathed the same air because pulling apart was a luxury neither wanted to pay for.
Saliva dripped down their chins in warm threads that fell straight onto Rikka's tits, mixing with the sweat while Jin's fingers kept kneading them without mercy.
"Mmch~♥️... mmph~♥️... hahh~♥️..."
Rikka's moans drowned out, vibrating against his tongue.
When they finally pulled apart, strings of saliva connected their lips like bridges that stretched and snapped as they separated.
"Mmch~♥️... amaz...ing~♥️..." Rikka panted with unfocused eyes and a stupid grin that took up her entire face. "You mas...tered the technique... just like that~♥️..."
She was literally broken. And in her violet eyes, dilated until the irises disappeared, little pink hearts floated, looking at him with a plea of "Fuck me more!!"
Jin caught her earlobe between his teeth and tugged gently.
"I'm just warming up."
PLAP♥️! PLAP! PLAP♥️! PLAP!! PLAP♥️!
The rhythm skyrocketed. Their pressed together bodies moved like a single machine, her back against his chest, his hands mauling her tits and his cock wrecking her ass with thrusts that rattled her body like an earthquake.
The sound of meaty clapping filled the office.
And Rikka's moans, sharper and sharper, further and further from anything resembling a school headmistress, rose above the rhythm like the filthiest melody ever composed.
"AHH~~♥️♥️!! JIN-KUN~~♥️♥️!! MORE~~♥️♥️♥️!!"
...
"Fu~fu~♥️... it feels... so good~♥️..."
Without knowing when they'd gotten there, the two had switched positions.
Jin was lying on his back on the long sofa, arms spread across the backrest and brow furrowed.
And on top of him, Rikka had transformed into something completely different from what the world knew.
With his cock buried to the base inside her ass, she was straddling him, knees sunk into the leather of the sofa on either side of his hips, riding him. Her black hair cascaded down her back in a sweat drenched waterfall, the silver streak plastered to her cheek, and her hands rested on Jin's knees while her hips rocked forward and back with every ounce of passion in the world.
"Mmm~♥️... Come on... give me everything~♥️!"
That voice no longer belonged to her.
It was an animal speaking, a hungry animal mounted on its prey, moving with a greed that left no doubt about who was in charge.
Her asshole clenched hard, squeezing in a desperate suction. Every movement came with a grip that milked him, refusing to let go.
"Ugh..."
Jin groaned.
Rikka felt it, and the sound triggered another spasm of pleasure that shot up her spine like a whip crack.
And she sped up. Her hips swayed like a ship in a storm.
The sofa creaked. The leather protested, and the fluids leaking from her neglected pussy soaked Jin's crotch and pooled on the leather cushion in a warm puddle.
"... Rikka..."
"YES~~♥️!! INSIDE~~♥️♥️!! YOU BETTER... NOT WASTE A SINGLE DROP~~♥️!!"
The scream tore through her throat at the same time her hips dropped one final time with all her weight.
And Jin erupted.
He unloaded everything inside her ass like a geyser. Thick spurts of scalding cum flooded her insides with a pressure that made her feel like she was about to burst, a searing fullness that pushed against her inner walls and expanded searching for space that didn't exist.
"OH~~♥️♥️♥️!!"
An unprecedented sensation shot through her entire body like lightning.
The orgasm hit her from behind, but it expanded forward: her pussy clenched in violent spasms that ripped a gush of fluids that splashed across Jin's abdomen, and the Guardian Angel mark erupted in pink light, amplifying every sensation to levels her brain wasn't prepared for.
Her sinful body convulsed violently.
Her waist arched, tits pointing at the ceiling, back curved like a bow drawn to its limit, and she stayed there, suspended in the climax, for about ten eternal seconds.
Before collapsing onto Jin's chest with the weight of a body that had burned its last drop of energy.
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