I opened my status screen. There, a new skill was displayed.
[Essence Mining:
Earn essence for every orgasm the target has when you copulate, depending on the bond you have with the target.
For bonds between 80 and 100, you will earn 5 shards with every orgasm. For bonds above 100, you will earn 10 shards for every orgasm. You will not earn shards if the bond falls below 80.]
"Yes!" I pumped my fist at the notification. Finally! I got a way to earn essence not from missions alone, but from sex with my girls. With this, I can buy skills and improve my stats without much worry.
"Makoto? What's wrong?" Sakura, who was hot with lust, tilted her head after she saw my reaction.
"Ahem. Nothing. I was glad that you seemed happy," I lied through my teeth. Yeah, even my words sound ridiculous.
"… I am not happy. I am mad. But this feeling…" Sakura's breathing was ragged. "It's kinda new."
Her smile was seductively crazy. It was as if she was possessed. It sent a chill down my spine. If it were on another occasion, I would preemptively avoid girls like this for my own safety. Possessive girls or yanderes were nice on paper. But in real life, not only were they constraining, but they might also do something unexpected. Assaulting people just because of some cheating assumptions was not off the table for them.
But this whole play was suggested by Sakura.
"It's new," she said, smiling faintly.
"It's time to confirm that you are my best slave, Sakura." I nibbled her ear.
"Hn…" Sakura moaned. With a smirk, I lifted her body and carried her to my room.
I laid her on my bed, slowly caressing her chest through the clothes. Sakura was lewd. Instead of feeling angry when she saw me having my way with Nijima, she felt excited instead. She had become my ideal girl. I loved her.
"Sakura. My lovely slave. You are a good woman. I love you," I whispered. I avoided the word love. I wanted to say it. But somehow that word didn't excite her. She was a masochist. She wanted to be abused and degraded. Such sentences as I love you lifted her to be equal and that dampened her excitement.
"Makoto. Please. Pound my pussy. Even though it was my own body that did it with Nijima, I was jealous. I want you to caress me. More than Nijima." She pleaded. Her hand grabbed my shoulder.
"Hm? Why are you commanding me? Strip and beg for my cock like the slave you are." I commanded showing off my cock right before her eyes, just like those hentai characters in doujins. Unfortunately, the angle of the light didn't quite catch my normal cock and it didn't cast the expected cock shadow across her face.
But that doesn't make my cock tiny! It was a normal size! I swear!
"Yes... ❤" Sakura nodded and unbuttoned her pajamas one by one. I take in the view as her beautiful twin hills came into view. My hands found themselves massaging them. Like a dough, I kneaded these twin mountains. They are mine.
"Sakura. Don't cum." I whispered a command as my hand reached out for her honeypot. My finger slid in easily. She was already wet, her love juice dripped from her honeypot.
"Makoto…" Sakura begged as she clenched the bedsheet because of the pleasure that rushed to her head. I knew that the climax was near. My fingers slid in and out, slow and deliberate.
Sakura moaned. Her hips raised, following my fingers. Then, I stopped. It was a cruel punishment. Yet it felt as if it were a blessing for her. The sudden stop left her on the edge, preventing her from cumming.
"Are you trying to cum even though I told you not to?" I smirked.
"I couldn't help it. It feels too good."
"I see. My slaves needed some education. Beg for it. Beg me to make you cum." I commanded. My hand floated above her honeypot.
"Makoto❤ Please pound my pussy with your cock. I want to cum!" Sakura begged with tears on her eyes. Her face was painted with lust.
I then crouched behind her and lifted her body, aiming my cock right at her honeypot.
"Then, cum." I dropped her.
"Ah❤" Sakura moaned as my cock drilled into her most sensitive spot. Her body jerked as she orgasmed. With just a single thrust, she had cummed from my cock. A notification popped, telling me that I had earned 5 shards from her climax.
Despite cumming, her body still pounded my cock like a jackhammer. She was already a slave of pleasure. Despite her flying consciousness, her hips still ground my cock like a pervert she was. I knew she was about to have her second climax soon.
"Come!" I commanded, and her second climax soon followed. Another shard.
I turned off the notification and embraced her. This is not above shards anymore. This is about conquest. I love her. She is mine.
"Ah! Ah! So good! Masterrr… " Sakura groaned as I shifted her into a doggy pose and pounded from her back. My hand gripped her waist so she couldn't escape the pleasure.
"Come on! Cum!"
"I am cumming! Cumming!!" Sakura yelled her third climax. She arched her back and dropped onto the bed. I flipped her body and went into a missionary position.
"Come on. Cum again. Say that my cock feels good! Say that you are enslaved to it."
"Ah… Feels good. Master…" Sakura moaned as I pounded her honeypot.
Her moans echoed through the night as I indulged in her body. Her body was mine. I shall use her. I shall exploit her, I shall mine her for what she was worth. She is mine. Both body and soul.
[You have acquired 30 essence shards.]
[You have 510 Shards remaining]
"Hah… We all dropped to the bed. Our bodies lay naked on top of each other. Sakura lay unconscious. I caressed her head, relishing the aftermath of our sex. It feels as if all of my trouble flew away. With consistent wary of earning essence shards, my path as an adventurer is secured. For the first time in my life, I knew my goal. I knew what to do with my life.
I shall become an adventurer and I shall rise above them all.
Little did I know that the door to our room was slightly ajar as a pair of eyes left its crevice.
***
Nijima POV
I can't believe it. I thought it was just a dream. Sakura was making such a lecherous face as Makoto pounded her with his huge cock. She was there, desperately begging for his cock. Her moan echoed through the house as they copulated like rabbits.
I fled toward my room in fear. But from deep inside my heart, some sort of weird expectation rose. Did it feel that good? Sakura was totally into it. She looked excited and in pleasure. She didn't look as if she had been tortured.
"No way…" I shuddered. The Makoto in my dream was right. Sakura had been enslaved by his cock and if he did the same thing to me, I would be in the same state as Sakura. Begging for his cock. Just the image of me making that face to him sends shivers down to my spine. My hand instinctively went down to my crotch.
Should I leave? No, this is my house now. I can only live here or at Sakura's and honestly, her relatives were a pain. They often made rude comments about me. They weren't exactly warm. They just faked it in front of Sakura.
I think Sakura knew about it, but she hesitated. They were still her family afterall. So, both of us preferred to live in a Makoto house where it was more free. Akoto had a job and rarely stayed at home. I don't want to leave. I like it here. But if I had to become his slave. I don't want that. I don't want to become a man's slave.
"No… As long as I don't cum before him in our first intercourse…" I tried to calm my breathing.
Yeah. First intercourse is supposed to hurt. There is no way I would cum like a slut. I don't like pain. He can touch me all he wants. He could even make me cum with foreplay. But as long as I don't cum from his cock, I am safe. I won't become his slave.
Yes. That's right. And if Makoto ever tried anything funny. I could just go with my original plan. And sued him for sexual assault and requested his house in exchange. He then can live at Sakura's or become homeless for all I care. There is no need to pity sexual predators.
I took a few deep breaths as I dove into the pillow. Pinning my hand between my thighs. Seeing them going at it like animals had turned me on.
"Sakura…" I muttered in my sleep. Wondering whether I should do it with Sakura again tomorrow.
Sakura. She should be in love with me, right? There is no way she would touch me like that if she didn't have feelings for me. We should live together. If I can somehow kick Sakura's uncle and aunt out of her house, we could live happily ever after. I no longer need to bow to Makoto, and Sakura didn't need to be his slave.
But. seeing her face like that, I doubt Sakura can get away from him. What should I do? How can I separate them both?
As I indulged myself in fantasies of living together with Sakura. Morning came. It was a dreamless sleep that night. Makoto didn't come to me inside my dream.
I missed him. I wanted to talk about Sakura. And how she was enslaved by the real Makoto. If it was the dream Makoto, he might know how to undo the curse. He might be able to free Sakura.
"Hah.. Life is hard," I muttered lazily as I dressed myself for a boring school.