I totally blew it. Damn it, that was a perfect chance for me to complete the quest. If I had vaginal intercourse with Sakura, I would literally gain a new skill. I don't know what skill it was, but a new skill is always a good skill.
"Urgh." Somehow, my feelings overtook my logic there. That was stupid. I could have taken advantage of Sakura back there, even if she was proven to be a cheating whore later.
"Wait a minute. Now that I think about it, if we did it there, won't it be bad? If we become official, she won't be my sex slave, right? We will be on an equal footing. If she were faithful, that's even worse. I don't want to limit my harem to only Sakura.
My ideal was when Sakura warmed up or even opened up to the idea of me forming a harem. But to do that, I need to be financially stable first before I can even suggest such an idea. That's why I try to take on adventuring jobs.
"If Sakura forgives me and still wants to play, that message should settle things. If not, then I guess I can kiss this ability goodbye. It's not like I actually harmed her today. I just gave her a sob story about my life." I muttered as I went to sleep. I still had about 30 weeks. More than six months to wait until Sakura forgives me.
The next morning. I saw her message. .
'Hmph! If you really want me to become your sex slave, you should work hard to become a successful adventurer. If you mess up in a dungeon and become disabled, it will be you who will become my slave, understand?'
I tilted my head. What does this message mean? Was she implying I was just a sex friend? Did she want to assert dominance over me by becoming a doctor? I have no idea about women's hearts. Let's just invite her over to play today.
'Let's play today.' I messaged her. Short and simple. A few minutes later, she messaged me back with an emote, nodding to my message.
"Was she angry or was she happy?" I muttered. I really can't understand women.
As the school began. Sakura glanced at me, smiling. Such a pretty smile looked like an angel; that's why she was popular. But I am an asshole. Instead of admiring those smiles, I wanted to corrupt her. Make her moan. Well,I will make that scene a reality today.
"Makoto, instead of ordering takeout, how about we cook together?" Sakura beamed as we rode the bus to my house after school. Somehow she was happy. I wonder what made her happy?
"No. Neither you nor I could cook." My comments made her pout. What can I say? That's the truth. Homemade cooking sounds lovely. But I don't really want bland food or worse, some avant-garde food. The reason I have so many instant noodles at home is simple. I couldn't cook anything tastier than fast food. Nowadays, you could even order fast food delivery for just five dollars. There is no reason to cook for yourself.
Nah. I am just making excuses. The reason I instinctively hate homemade food must be because it reminded me of my mom. I didn't even know whether Sakura could cook.
When we came into my apartment. Sakura fidgeted shyly. That's what I want to see, this embarrassed pose as she succumbed to pleasure. I approached her while removing my blazer. My smirk told her everything.
"Now, let's play. Yesterday you said something quite arrogant. You said you love me, want to make it official…" I caressed her nape.
"Um…" Sakura turned her head. Her face blushed.
"You don't mind losing your virginity? That's quite a haughty attitude for a slave, right?" I whispered. "I don't think you actually loved me."
"N-n-no. That's—" I closed her lips with my finger.
"No? Then. What if I say I love you too, right now? Will that make you happy?" I stopped. My eyes gazed at the clear blue eyes of hers. She stared at me, speechless. "See, you look confused instead."
I then went to her back and whispered right beside her ear. "You don't want to be loved. You want me to look down on you. You are a masochist. Imagine if I tied you up and smacked your ass."
I didn't slap her ass, merely caressed it. Her reaction was immediate. She straightened her body as if she were waiting for that exact word. "Why don't you try it? Say master Makoto, please take this worthless slut's virginity."
Sakura's body trembled and dropped to the floor. Did she just… cum? Even though I only lightly caress her? Her imagination had certainly run rampant there.
"Hah….❤ hah…❤ No…❤ this is…" Sakura's breathing grew ragged. Her trembling body was undeniable. I was about to continue teasing her, but when I saw beads of tears welling up in her eyes. I pulled back.
"No… I am not a pervert… I am not a pervert…"
"Don't worry, Sakura. This is just a play. You are not a pervert. Only I knew about this fetish of yours. Your secret is safe. We have the same fetish afterall." I patted her head. Her blazer was off, but she still wore her clothes. She leaned off me while I carried her to the sofa.
At times like this, I wished for powers to read her fetish or mood. I wondered whether I should push her further, but in the end, I decided to play it safe and patted her. Yeah, personal relationships are important. If Sakura decides enough is enough, I will be ruined. Sakura stared at me, her lips muttered, "Y-you won't be disgusted?"
"Stop saying that, you pig. All you need to do is obey my words. When I said, cum. I want you to cum. When I say kneel, I want you to kneel." I commanded. I neither gave confirmation nor denial. Hoping this would confuse her.
My finger then traced down from her nape to her chest. It began with a light caress through the clothes, then I began kneading her bountiful chest. She leaned on me. My words must have turned on her switch earlier because she moaned the moment I kneaded her chest.
I unbuttoned her shirt one by one. Then I unclasped her bra and underwear until she was fully naked. Her beautiful body was flushed. Her face was in a trance as I teased her twin hills.
My fingers run down her flank and to her thigh. As they traveled down her inner thigh, near her most precious spot, I whispered, "So, will you beg?"
"No❤…" Sakura smiled. She looked expectant.
"Interesting. Let's see how long you can keep this brave front for." I whispered. That small whisper sent goosebumps all over her skin. I smiled. She was enjoying this. Good. I brought out my handcuffs and tied her to the sofa.
My left fingers then traced her aerola while my right hand gently rubbed her slit.
"Ahn…❤" Sakura began moaning as we continued the play. I have done this several times, so I got a feeling of when Sakura was about to cum. Just before her pleasure reached its peak, I stopped. Sakura, who was savoring the pleasure, turned her head to me.
"Ah…❤ Ah…❤ Eh? Why… It was close." Sakura muttered. What a foolish girl, announcing her weak point so easily.
"Do you want to cum? Why don't you try to beg? I will put my penis in you. You will cum as I took your virginity," I smirked. Sakura's face turned from confusion to anger.
"Hmph! I am not a S—Ah!" I sealed her mouth by teasing her lower lip. Then I stopped. Sakura gritted her teeth, her body flushed as something slowly built up inside of her. Barely ten minutes in and she looked like she was about to give in. We have a whole evening. I'm sure by the time the sun sets, she will beg me to take her virginity. Once she did, she will officially become my sex slave.
"Hah…❤ hah…❤ Please… Just do it like usual… Ahn!" one hour in, and she already begged me. But I am not satisfied. Her words were not sincere enough. I already removed my pants and sometimes I rubbed her clit with my penis so she could have a taste test before I plowed her.
"Hm? What usual. I'm not sure I followed. You liked this, right? Look how wet you are," I smirked as I rubbed her clitoris and stopped. My dick was on her cheek.
"Just fuck me already! AH!" Sakura yelled, but my finger dug deep into her honeypot. Her body arched, but I pulled out before she could cum..
"This sex slave needs more training." I took out the handcuffs and flipped her. Now, she was in a doggy-style position on the sofa. I put on a blindfold and began caressing her back while whispering in her ear. Her body was flushed crimson. I am sure she would cum if I put my dick into her right now. But I let myself tease her a while longer.
"Do you know Sakura? Women don't usually cum on their first intercourse. Losing their virginity usually hurts, right? But if I put my dick inside of you right now. Like this." I jabbed my finger into her honeypot, gouging her G-spot. Her body arched. But before she could cum, I stopped.
"Ah! More…❤ don't stop…❤" Sakura begged. But I mercilessly stopped my finger, her hips swinging, trying desperately to seek pleasure.
"You would cum, right? Do you know what happens to women who cum on their first intercourse?" I stopped, letting the words seep into her. "They will become slaves. Their body will only be satisfied by the dick who took their virginity."
Sakura gulped. Her body trembled with every caress on her back.
"Now. Do you want me to put it in?" I whispered. This time, Sakura hesitated. But as I traced her slit and kneaded her breast, she relented.
"Ah! Please… just do it. I can't hold it any longer!" Sakura yelled. There were few sobs in her voice. I don't like seeing women cry, but thankfully her eyes were closed by a blindfold.
"Understood. I will now take your virginity," I pumped my fist. With this, her virginity is mine.
I went behind her. With my finger, I opened her honey pot as I slid my dick inside.
"Hn…" Sakura moaned. I went in slowly, careful not to let her cum. I want her to climax when I reach her deepest point. I want her to savor every inch of my cock. Then my cock hit some sort of wall. Like a membrane. This is the first time I feel it, but this is probably her hymen.
Then with a jab, my dick pierced through her hymen and Sakura let out a cry.