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Suddenly, her small nose twitched, and she lunged forward.
A musky, rank scent occupied her nostrils. This smell, which Alya had once loathed, now brought her peace. She clung greedily to the ugly filth before her, tears and saliva flowing together, running down his testicles.
"Hmph, for a mere bitch, your nose is quite sharp."
Hirano sneered. He took his rod out from his fly and slapped Alya hard on the cheek with it. The stubborn, cold princess endured this lewd punishment silently. Her hands gripped his pant leg so hard the fabric wrinkled, and her face pressed obsessively against his penis, showing a look of deep attachment.
"You need to understand your place as a bitch. Do you understand?" Hirano reached out and removed Alya's gag. The prop Masha provided had a mechanical structure; once the ball was removed, a ring-shaped support remained, propping her mouth open to reveal her teeth and fragrant tongue.
"This is your last chance. Use your mouth and nose to keep up. If you lose me again..."
Alya nodded frantically, her proud silver hair swaying in a submissive arc. She slowly let go of his leg, allowing herself to fall back into the void of loneliness. Following the faint, intermittent musky scent before her was now her only guide.
An evil light shone in Hirano's eyes as he pulled the chains, strolling through the nighttime academy, walking these sister-bitches.
Their naked bodies were coated in a seductive sheen of sweat, their snow-white skin appearing delicate and smooth under the leather restraints. Crawling like dogs, their breasts were pulled by gravity into perfect teardrop shapes, their pink nipples erect. Moving on their knees in black and white stockings, their buttocks clamped onto the tails of the anal plugs; they looked like the tails of these two bitches, swaying excitedly from side to side as they moved.
"You two sisters are truly erotic," Hirano teased in a low voice, tugging on one of their leashes. "Come here! If you want me to fuck you, don't lose track of me!"
With her jewel-like blue eyes covered, Alya could only rely on sound to crawl toward Hirano. But when the man mischievously dodged, she had to rely on scent, searching for the rod that swung back and forth before her but remained just out of reach.
That rod and its scent—which she had once hated—had seemingly become her only salvation. She finally managed to press her face against it, only for it to retreat in the next instant. Alya chased it urgently, even trying to open her mouth to bite the teasing, blunt tip. But the restraint propping her mouth open forbade her from closing it; she could only slide her delicate tongue once around the glans before it quickly escaped her mouth again.
The gradually falling Alya didn't even realize that she—who had once been terrified of Hirano—was truly doing as he said: crawling naked like a bitch with her ass in the air, filthily chasing his rod to serve him!
Teasing Alya's cold mouth and tongue, Hirano felt the intermittent stimulation on his glans and laughed lewdly. The other bitch, the "in-heat" Masha, was no better. Though he was leading her, her brown hair was constantly rubbing against his crotch. She wanted to take the rod into her mouth, but her gag blocked her thirsty lips, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth, revealing the "lustful woman" side of this academy Holy Mother.
"So stubborn with your mouth, but your body was quite honest about coming," he teased the crawling Alya as his tongue flickered like a snake's, licking the blunt tip. "You've left a trail of juices behind you; I could find you lewd bitches just by following that."
Alya didn't answer, continuing to lick at the rod. It was unclear if she didn't hear him or was pretending not to.
The "Lone Princess's" oral skills were very unrefined; the sporadic licking made Hirano's skin itch with desire. Watching these two fragrant, sexy bodies wagging their heads and tails before him, their breasts and buttocks swaying with their graceful waists, he felt like his lower body was going to explode.
If this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold back. He needed to find a place to properly fuck these two sisters. He looked left and right and suddenly had an idea.
He tugged the chains. "Follow me!"
Alya's heart never settled. Aside from the occasional sounds made while moving, she was still immersed in an unresistible darkness, only chasing the musky scent ahead. The "ugly" shape was being carved into her mind bit by bit through the sensations on the tip of her tongue; Alya, who had never had such intimate contact with a boy before, memorized the shape firmly. Not only that, but under her panic and fear, the scent of the rod and the pre-cum were being forcibly etched into her flesh, making her habituate to them involuntarily.
What does he want to do?
The fear of the unknown kept every one of Alya's nerves taut. The sensation of the cold floor against her knees, the temperature of her sister's skin beside her, the scent gradually diffusing in her mouth... with her vision gone, her perceptions were magnified. Her entire body was tense, and she subconsciously clamped down on the toys deep inside her vagina and anus, which instead brought a sweet, perverted stimulation that nearly burned away her logic, leaving only the instinct to greedily seek pleasure.
Will someone find us?
Where is he taking me?
Guh... I-I'm going to peak again...
In the end, even her sense of shame was rapidly worn away during what felt like a long but was actually a short period of time. Like the latter half of a marathon, Alya had lost the ability to think about anything else. Her mind held only one thing: chasing the glans at the tip of her tongue and moving forward.
Guh, it retreated again... so dangerous, I almost lost it... Guh, mmm~ I still can't bite it. This time, I have to suck it tight with my mouth so it doesn't slip out...
Immersed in this simple, mechanical movement, her exquisite and beautiful face turned into the face of a "cock-sucking, essence-draining mare." The silver-haired girl was completely unaware that her superior qualities and extraordinary intelligence were being twisted into something so lewd, and that her oral skills were improving by leaps and bounds.
After a long time, she discovered with joy that the rod before her finally stopped moving away and remained steady in her mouth. That winding, endless darkness had finally reached its end.
Thank goodness... Fearing the rod in her mouth would disappear again, Alya licked and sucked at it as if addicted. Tears almost fell from her lewd "bitch" face. Thank goodness!