The small room was now filled with a heavy, ambiguous atmosphere. The air seemed to thick with the scent of the girls' arousal and embarrassment.
"W-what poses do we need to do?" Kita asked, covering her chest and groin with her hands, looking warily at Mashiro and Sagiri. Bocchi and Nijika were equally red-faced, and even the usually stoic Ryo had a deep flush on her cheeks.
In reality, Mashiro and Sagiri were also naked now. Having grown accustomed to their "parties," they no longer felt any shame about showing their bodies.
Mashiro thought for a moment and told them to get on the bed. Kita thought they'd be asked to do a lazy "just woke up" pose, but Mashiro's gaze was fixed on Bocchi.
"Go to the middle and kneel against the headboard... Good. Ryo, sit in front of her."
Bocchi and Ryo posed as instructed, and Mashiro stepped forward to adjust them. Since they were roughly the same height, Bocchi's kneeling position allowed her massive, soft tits to rest directly on top of Ryo's head.
"..." Ryo felt insulted! But... for the money, what was a little humiliation?
"Nijika, go to Ryo's right. Kita, to the left."
Though confused, the two sat on either side of Ryo. Mashiro scrutinized the scene. Ryo, surrounded by the three of them, looked up at Mashiro in confusion. Is she drawing a mecha anime? Bocchi is the head, I'm the chest, and Nijika and Kita are the arms?
"Open your legs," Mashiro said.
"Eh?" Ryo thought she misheard, but Mashiro didn't repeat herself. She reached out, grabbed Ryo's knees, and forced her legs wide apart.
"!!!!!"
Nijika and Kita couldn't help but stare at Ryo's pale, tender crotch. Though they were all girls, it was the first time they had seen another girl's most private area so clearly. Just like her chest, despite being a high school graduate, she looked like an elementary schooler down there.
Ryo instinctively tried to close her legs, but Mashiro just tilted her head. "Don't want to? Then put your clothes back on."
"Wait!!!!" An embarrassed Ryo looked away, then slowly spread her legs again... For the gear! For the venue fees!
Mashiro nodded in satisfaction. Originally, she had wanted to continue last night's play and make Ryo wear the collar, cat ears, and a plug-in tail. But since Ryo brought friends, she had to change the plan. Plus, the plug-in tail required cleaning Ryo's ass, which was too much work right now.
"Hands up. Do a peace sign, like this." Mashiro raised her hands, index and middle fingers extended in a V-shape by her ears.
Mashiro studied her for a moment, then reached out to tilt Ryo's chin up. She used her fingers to pull at the corners of Ryo's mouth to force a "smile." Then she looked at Bocchi. "You, hold her mouth open like that."
"E-eh... okay." Bocchi reached from behind to hold the corners of Ryo's lips. Then Mashiro turned to Kita and Nijika.
"Each of you grab one of her wrists with one hand. With the other, use your fingers to pull open her 'vertical lips' down there."
Nijika and Kita were about to obey when a beet-red Ryo pushed them away.
"Wait, wait, wait! What kind of weird pose is this!? Does an oil painting really need something this erotic!?" Even for the money, Ryo couldn't take it anymore. She knew art often featured nudity, but this was pure filth!
Sagiri was barely holding back her laughter.
"Oil painting?" Mashiro tilted her head. "Who said I was drawing an oil painting? I'm drawing a manga. A porno."
"..." Ryo was speechless. Why would a world-class oil painter draw porn!?
"If you don't want to, forget it. If you do, I'll give you more signatures."
"I'll do it!" Ryo didn't hesitate. One signature was ten grand. More signatures meant... slurp. Ryo felt herself drooling at the thought.
The others didn't have much of an objection. They were embarrassed, but hey, they weren't the ones getting their pussies fingered open. And the band really needed money; Ryo was sacrificing so much for them! What a hero!
The four quickly settled into the pose. In the center, Ryo had her mouth pulled into a forced grin and her wrists pinned. Her most intimate, hidden parts were pulled wide open by the fingers of her friends, exposing her completely to the air. She looked exactly like a victim in a "bullying" photo.
"OHHHH!!!!" Sagiri squealed, recording the lewd scene. As for Ryo, her "smile" looked worse than a sob, but the effect made her look even more like she was being humiliated.
This was the kind of scene Eriri usually loved. Even when Mashiro drew porn, she didn't usually do "humiliation" plots; she was mostly doing this to tease Ryo.
Mashiro looked at Ryo and frowned. "Still missing something."
Before Ryo could ask what, a naked Mashiro turned and left the room, leaving Sagiri to keep drawing them. Mashiro walked straight to Rin's room.
Inside, Rin was still messaging Miku.
When Mashiro entered, she expertly pulled a condom from Rin's drawer and handed it to him. She tore open the package with her teeth and skillfully unzipped his pants. After waking him up with her delicate hands, she lowered her head and used her mouth to slide the condom onto him.
Because Kaede gave them "medicine," Mashiro usually let Rin fill her up. If she was using a condom, it usually meant she wanted to collect his semen.
Mashiro adjusted her position and sat down on him, her body filled. She squinted in pleasure as he stretched her open.
"What are you two up to?" Rin asked.
"Hurry..." Mashiro grunted.
As she greedily ground her hips against him, she slowly explained what was happening in the next room. Her plan was simple: slowly acclimate them to the "party" atmosphere. Once they were adjusted, she'd call Rin over.
"Fine," Rin said, pulling her onto the bed. "If you want it fast, you have to do the work."
"Mean..."
With a small whimper, Mashiro accelerated her hip movements. Her brilliant blonde hair flowed with her rhythm, and her slender waist was soon coated in a fine sheen of sweat.
Rin, meanwhile, picked up his phone and went back to messaging Miku.
Rin: [If you can pass at least one subject in the exam two weeks from now, I'll give you a surprise.]