My Slave Classmate 03

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(III)
p.s. Although I know my writing is terrible, I actually enjoyed writing it because I really like the character Sakura. p.s. 2. Why isn't there any description of her being trained? Why doesn't Sakura seem like a slave at all? And what happened to her master? Why doesn't he get a chance to appear? Because I don't know how to write...
p.s. 3. My wife just had a miscarriage yesterday... I'm feeling very down... so I'll try to write something cheerful
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Happiness can come from trivial things, it can be a sweet little conversation between lovers, it can be getting the attention of someone you like, it can be the tacit understanding between two people, or it can be the pride of sharing a little secret. And for me, this is my happiest moment.
Sakura and I walked side by side, and classmates who were leaving class would occasionally brush past us and greet us. If they paid close attention, they would notice that the girl in front of them had a blush on her delicate face, her pretty eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her small mouth was slightly open, deliberately adjusting her breathing. My legs trembled slightly as I walked with a shaky gait, as if I were enduring something, which looked very strange.
"Sakura, I... ah!... huff... is my walking posture... weird?" I suddenly remembered something and asked Sakura softly beside me. But as soon as I opened my mouth, I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp, so I had to slow down my speech... to regulate my breathing.
"Hmm~ it's okay, it's not really a big deal if you don't look at it intentionally, just don't stand with your legs too far apart, that posture is like..." Sakura mischievously dragged out the word, keeping me in suspense.
"...like wearing a diaper and wetting your pants~"
I was so embarrassed when I heard that that, I turned around and playfully punched Sakura. Sakura, already prepared, chuckled and dodged backward. I raised my leg and gave her a light kick, but the movement was too strong and stimulated my honey hole where the little bead was hidden, causing me to feel dizzy and weak in the legs, panting heavily. Sakura teased me for it. After the playful fight, I looked at the girl next to me a little uneasy and said,
"Sakura... during class just now, I noticed that the girl sitting in the front row kept turning her head to stare at my skirt. Did she notice?"
"Don't worry~ You're so cute~ It's probably because you're too cute that you keep looking. It would be strange if you didn't look at a beautiful girl. Who told you to have bigger breasts?" Sakura exaggeratedly showed off her chest.
"No! The way she looked at me was weird, like she was scrutinizing me. And when our eyes met, she blushed and lowered her head guiltily... she didn't dare look at me... that look was just like... the way I looked at you back then..."
"Then you can rest assured. A girl who can discover our secret must be one of us. Think about it, we're all girls, why would we notice someone else's private parts? Isn't that strange? Besides, the things we have inside us are silent. If she suspects us based solely on our expressions and posture, maybe she's one of us, maybe she's in class with a vibrating egg inserted, otherwise how would she be so familiar with it?"
Sakura once again presented her bizarre logic. Although the reasoning was weak, Sakura's confident look reassured me a little.
The little thing inside me was still vibrating continuously. I often had to stop and rest after walking for a while. Looking at Sakura's relaxed expression, I couldn't help but ask her,
"Sakura, how can you be so relaxed and natural? You don't even blush or pant. If I didn't know you, I would never guess that you're wearing a bunch of sex toys."
"It's not difficult at all. My good classmates practice hard every day. This kind of slight vibration is nothing to me," Sakura said proudly.
"Liar! You can even practice this kind of thing?" I stared at Sakura with disbelief.
Sakura continued slowly,
"Actually, I used to have a habit of self-harm. I felt that it would be best if a filthy girl like me were tortured to death. Especially when I thought about my rotten hole being raped by my uncle, I would want to ravage it. This self-harming behavior of venting resentment gave me great pleasure, but at the same time, it made me so ashamed that I once wanted to commit suicide."
Listening to Sakura's inner monologue, I worriedly stepped forward and hugged Sakura, wanting to comfort her.
"Don't worry, now that I have my master and you in my life, I will cherish my life."
My heart skipped a beat, and I felt very sweet inside.
"Because I've gotten used to intense stimulation, my master, in order to increase the pleasure I get during training, orders me to stay excited at all times, enduring orgasms. To match my masochistic nature, the longer I endure, the stronger the pleasure when I finally orgasm.
Then, my master often praises how beautiful I look when I'm in heat, especially how I hover on the edge of orgasm while desperately trying to hold back—the deliberately suppressed moans, the fine sweat on my face, my slightly trembling legs, my flushed skin, the look in my eyes yearning for orgasm, he says he likes it all. I remember last time he secretly took a picture of my expression with his phone and showed it to me… How naughty!"
Looking at Xiaoying's blissful and intoxicated expression, I knew that Xiaoying's heart already belonged completely to her master. Thinking about this, I felt a little depressed. After meeting her master in person yesterday, I found that apart from his strange sexual fetishes, he was handsome, rich, and successful at a young age; I really couldn't find any flaws. My opponent was so powerful it was despairing… But thinking that her master could bring Xiaoying happiness, I also felt comforted for her.
Xiaoying didn't notice my disappointed expression and continued to speak:
"To maintain constant excitement and mental clarity so as not to disrupt my normal life, I've been wearing all sorts of vibrators for the past year, whether I'm showering, eating, in class, or sleeping. I've already honed my endurance to an extremely high level."
I was immediately shocked!
No way! Wearing a vibrator all the time? I thought she only wore them when she was being disciplined. She's been living with sex toys for almost a year! ? ...How come I didn't notice this in the month I've known her? Then a question popped into my head...
"You just said you've been wearing it all the time...including sleeping?"
"Of course, I leave it in." Sakura said matter-of-factly.
I was shocked!
"Can this thing stay in all night?!"
"Don't worry, it's rechargeable, the battery is full, I don't have to worry about it running out of power even if I leave it in all night." Sakura said earnestly.
"That's not what I meant! Who's worried it won't have power! I meant how can I sleep with it plugged in!?"
"Oh, that's what I meant. I couldn't sleep at first, and because I had the vibrator plugged in all night, even though I'd filled my vagina with a ton of lubricant beforehand, it was still red and swollen when I woke up. I had to maintain that state and keep wearing the vibrator to class. And I had to control my orgasms, constantly suppressing the pleasure, stopping the vibrator when I reached the edge of orgasm, and then starting it again after the feeling subsided, and that continued.
At first, I could only endure for a few hours, but now I can stay excited for a week, only orgasming after getting my master's permission. My master really likes to see me dazed
during orgasms. To make my orgasms even stronger, I'm trying to intensify my self-torture to accumulate more pleasure, hoping to please my master." Sakura's face was full of sincerity.
"How could I stand that! Last time you turned the vibration up to the strongest during my speech, and I had to endure the feeling of almost climaxing to finish my speech in front of the whole class. Only afterward could I secretly find a place to release myself. That feeling of not being able to climax at will is really painful." I was once again shocked by Sakura's masochistic tendencies and submissiveness.
All day today, this little bead inside me has been vibrating weakly, making me mentally foggy and unable to concentrate on class. Right now, all I can think about is finding a place to comfort myself and prepare for an orgasm. If this state of excitement continues, I can't even imagine how crazy I'll go.
"Oh, right! I bought a little gadget to increase my libido, let me show you."
Sakura pulled my hand and led me into the accessible restroom in the park next to the school. After locking the door, she eagerly took off her school uniform and bra, revealing her small and cute breasts. Two shimmering nipple rings adorned her pink nipples. Each ring was connected to a choker around her neck by a thin chain, slightly lifting her breasts and giving them a firm, lifted appearance—very attractive.
I'd known for a while that Sakura wore nipple rings, but I hadn't expected them to look so glamorous and sexy when paired with the chains and choker.
"Isn't it pretty? Why don't you wear one too? Hehe~ Although my breasts aren't as big as yours, I look so much cuter with these nipple rings, don't I? And with rings, you'll never run out of ways to play during sex." Sakura proudly described the benefits of nipple rings.
"I secretly got these nipple rings to surprise my master, and as I expected, he loved them. Then he had several famous French doctors pierce my vulva with rings. They're all so delicate and sexy.
And after getting them, whenever I go swimming at the beach, I'm basically the talk of the town... everyone's secretly staring at the tiny rings on my nipples and vulva."
Sakura said, pinching her breast with her right hand, her middle finger pushing outward through the nipple rings, tugging at her nipple with a dazed look.
"Doesn't it hurt a lot to get them? And won't it be uncomfortable to wear a bra or underwear after getting them?"
"It doesn't hurt. It's similar to getting your ears pierced. It's done in no time. You just have to be careful afterward to avoid infection. It heals in about two weeks. And then you'll love these little things, and..."
Sakura explained, pulling hard on the nipple rings until her breasts were deformed. Then she grabbed my hand and rubbed it on her left breast.
"Look~ these little things, just a light touch gets me excited. They make me feel my master's love all the time, like being gently stroked by my master's hand. And in public baths or on the beach, the stares at my nipples and labia make me even more excited."
Listening to Sakura's description, I fantasized about wearing nipple rings and clitoral rings, wearing a white bikini swimsuit, the thin fabric tightly wrapping my breasts, and the shape of the nipple rings clearly visible from the nipple area. I cut off the thick padding in the crotch of the bikini bottoms, so people could see my pierced private parts through the thin swimsuit bottoms. I swam in the breaststroke, my legs opening and closing as I paddled, the shape of my vagina faintly visible.
A group of men gathered around, secretly staring at my private parts, betting on whether I had piercings, while a group of women looked at me with disdain, like looking at a lovesick girl. The parents took their children away or covered their eyes, teaching them not to look at the perverted aunt's body...
I lay naked, facing everyone's gaze. My body was unusually excited, and my love juice flowed down my thighs from my vagina. Then a lewd old man was stroking my thighs... and the touch felt so real...?!
I suddenly woke up. I opened my eyes and saw Sakura stroking my thighs with a wicked grin, occasionally lightly tracing my labia with her fingers, pulling back just before touching my clitoris, making me burn with desire.
"What are you thinking about, you naughty little cat? Hehe~"
"N-nothing..."
My face was burning.
"Really nothing? Sigh~ Poor Sakura... she tells her friends everything, but her friends only keep it to themselves... I'm so unlucky." Sakura put on a sad face, shaking her head and sighing.
I was defeated by Sakura again. I said with difficulty:
"I... I seem to enjoy secretly exposing my body... As a top student, I've always been the center of attention, constantly receiving different gazes—envious, jealous, disdainful, and even some lewd looks from male classmates.
Actually, I quite enjoy being watched.
I remember that day after it rained; I was wearing my school skirt, and my underwear got wet on a park bench while I was resting. To avoid getting sick, I took off my underwear and put it in my bag, going to class with my bare bottom exposed.
At that time, I became very sensitive to other people's gazes. While I was standing in my seat reading aloud, I felt the whole class staring at my butt. That feeling of shame is unforgettable.
From then on, I would deliberately do some dangerous things, such as going to school without underwear, or wearing light-colored, thin swimsuits to the beach. Whenever..." There's a strong sense of satisfaction when I accomplish something, like winning a game.
And the thought of being scorned and insulted by all my classmates and teachers if I, as the class representative, were discovered... I would feel ashamed... utterly humiliated. The greater the contrast between pretending to be well-behaved and secretly doing such shameful things, the stronger the sense of transgression, and the more severe the consequences.
This love for this contradictory feeling led me to increasingly daring actions in search of more thrills. The thrill and danger of my life being ruined if I were discovered was addictive, I couldn't break free... If this continued, I was afraid I would do something uncontrollable one day. Am I strange? "
Sakura listened quietly, her eyes curving like the moon, her pursed lips slightly upturned, revealing two adorable dimples, and she smiled as she said to me:
'I know, Minako is an exhibitionist, she likes seeking thrills, anticipating being seen naked yet afraid of being discovered, the more dangerous it is, the more excited she gets, truly a typical model student type of exhibitionist.'
An exhibitionist? Is she talking about me?" I remembered the magazine featuring nude girls submitting their work... Did I like doing things like them? Suddenly, the image of seducing the driver yesterday flashed through my mind... I blushed crimson.
"You look so cute right now, I can't resist eating you." With that, Sakura gently hugged me, and before I could say anything, her soft lips pressed against mine, silencing me.
"Mmm... mmm!!!"
My teeth were forced open by her tongue, our soft tongues intertwining. Sakura's kissing technique was superb; her tongue seemed alive, swirling in my mouth. Sometimes she teased my palate, sometimes she sucked on my tongue, making me feel dizzy with desire, saliva dripping from my lips to my jaw.
Gradually, I got into the mood too. Because she was taller than me, I stood on tiptoe, straightening my body, wrapping my arms around Sakura's slender waist, responding defiantly to her.
After a while, I started to feel short of breath, so I gently pushed her away. A sticky string stretched between our lips. I lowered my head shyly.
Sakura looked at me sweetly and slowly took off my sailor uniform…
“No…”
I gently pressed my hand against hers, pretending to resist… Suddenly she leaned in and gently bit my earlobe.
“Ah~”
I felt a wave of weakness. Sakura took advantage of the moment to lift my hand, pulling my uniform off my arms, revealing a white, sexy lace bra that didn’t belong to a student.
I saw a teasing look in Sakura’s eyes.
Before I could explain, Sakura had already skillfully unhooked the bra at the back, and a pair of snow-white breasts popped out.
“Wow! They’re big! I’m starting to get a little jealous of you… This is too much! I even want to tease them.”
Sakura leaned down, burying her head between my breasts, sucking on the rosy nipples amidst the snow-white skin. Slowly, in sync with the slightly vibrating beads inside me, my desire was completely aroused.
Sakura's small mouth kissed my body, but her hands weren't idle; they were slowly taking off my skirt. As the buttons of the skirt were undone, it gently floated to the ground, held back by gravity. On my snow-white legs, I saw white lace panties that matched my bra.
Sakura slowly kissed her way down from my chest, her slender hands slipping under the edges of my panties, gently pulling them down to reveal my already soaking wet vulva.
Sakura's soft tongue traced from my chest to my waist, licking towards my honey pot… I was immediately shocked!
"No… it's dirty here…"
"No! Minako doesn't have any dirty spots."
Sakura buried her tongue in my most private and hidden place, her tongue constantly teasing my clitoris, my sensitive spot, almost making me cry out. I quickly covered my mouth with my hands.
Sakura's nimble tongue playfully teased my clitoris, pushing the foreskin back with the tip of her tongue to reveal the engorged and sensitive clitoris.
Sakura began licking from the vaginal opening peeking out between my labia minora towards the clitoris… the warm, soft touch of her tongue brought me indescribable pleasure with every stroke… the stimulation made my legs involuntarily tighten, but Sakura forcefully pried them open with her hands. Then she quickened her licking, her lips directly enveloping my clitoris, her tongue licking left and right! It was too stimulating! I couldn't take it! I really couldn't take it! I pressed my hands on Sakura's head, trying to push her away… but my limbs were weak, and I couldn't muster any strength.
"Ah!!!"
Suddenly, Sakura gently bit my sensitive and delicate clitoris with her teeth. The sudden stimulation finally unleashed my suppressed pleasure.
It's coming! I'm about to climax!
"Mmm!! Mmm!"
All the pleasure rushed to my brain, my legs involuntarily straightened, and my toes curled up. I covered my mouth tightly with both hands to stifle any screams.
With the approach of climax, a stream of foul-smelling urine gushed from my urethra, followed by a sudden feeling of satisfaction and liberation. Sakura, as if she had been expecting this, smiled and pressed her entire mouth against my urethra, using her tongue to buffer the urine, gulping it down. Because she was urinating so quickly, even more spilled out of her mouth…
It was horribly disgusting! I had actually peed on Sakura's face! And Sakura had actually drunk all that filthy stuff! I raised my hands to cover my eyes, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand… Then came another wave of tingling sensation. I opened my fingers and peeked through the gap to see Sakura licking my genitals like a puppy, cleaning them with her tongue.
After a while, Sakura looked up at me and said,
"Was that good?"
"Sakura, really, that… that was so dirty…"
I was so ashamed I wanted to bury my head in the dirt.
"Didn't I tell you before, Minako isn't dirty at all. And you wouldn't even dare drink the urine of someone you like, yet you dare say you like her?"
This line seems a little familiar...?
Looking at Sakura, her nose sticky with my semen and her lips still dripping with urine... coupled with her joking expression, a strange feeling suddenly filled my heart. It was a little happy, but mostly I wanted to cry. I held back a sob and hugged Sakura tightly. Sakura was startled by my hug, and in her dazed gaze, I kissed her lips.
Tasting the liquid remaining in her mouth, salty and sour, that must be the taste of my semen and urine... As I kissed her, tears couldn't help but fall. Noticing my abnormality, Sakura reached out and gently stroked my back...
"What's wrong? Did I scare you?" Sakura asked, a little bewildered.
I stared at her silently, wiping my eyes in vain, trying to stop the tears, but the more I wiped, the faster they flowed... Slowly, I finally mustered my courage and said to her with a sob,
"Sakura, actually I...you..."
Suddenly, Sakura raised her index finger and put it to my lips, making a shushing gesture, and gently shook her head.
"No need to say anything, I know everything. For the past month, you've covered for me when things went wrong during my training, stood up for me when I was ostracized by my classmates, and even wore a lace choker to make the collar around my neck, which symbolized my slavery, less conspicuous, so that my classmates would think it was just a trendy accessory, avoiding my embarrassment. To get closer to me, you've done some perverse things with me, and yesterday you even went to talk to my master because you were worried I was being bullied. You've done all this for me... I know everything. But you know I'm just someone else's slave... I can't promise you anything..."
So she already knew my feelings... Suddenly, my tears fell like broken pearls... unstoppable.
"Nothing needs to be promised... Just like you can dedicate your life to your master, I think I can too..."
With a sob in my voice, I finally spoke the words buried deep in my heart.
"Thank you, Minako."
Sakura thanked me and slowly took off her pleated skirt, revealing her smooth mons pubis. After hair removal, her genitals were now completely bare.
Sakura wore a very unusual pair of silver chain panties, which, despite being called panties, offered no concealment whatsoever. They looked more like props from an SM film. A silver belt encircled her waist, with a ring on each of her labia minora. Chains were attached to these rings and connected to the belt. Because the chains were short, her labia minora were pulled apart, exposing her entire vagina to the air. Of course, a vibrating dildo was still inserted inside her vagina, its end secured with a small ring on the labia minora to prevent it from falling out.
A small ring encircled the base of her clitoris, pressing down the entire clitoral foreskin and exposing the clitoris. A silver ring on the clitoris was also attached to the belt, and the clitoris, stretched taut, stood erect, already about the thickness of a little finger's knuckle.
Having calmed myself down, I stared at Sakura like a curious child.
Having spent so much time with her, this was the first time I'd directly seen her private parts. My curiosity got the better of me, and I became lost in thought. Sakura noticed my gaze fixed on her clitoris and chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying,
"This is my body. Isn't my clitoris big and ugly?"
"No… I don't think so at all…"
"From a young age, my clitoris has been larger than normal. During the year I worked as an escort, those perverted clients always liked to play with it, and it slowly grew even bigger. I always hated my body like this. I often abused my clitoris, binding it with rubber bands, clamping it with clothespins, dripping hot wax on it, or applying some unknown aphrodisiac to make it hot and throbbing. I even pricked it with needles, trying to torture it to pieces. Until I met my master, he taught me how to enjoy pleasure with this body…"
"I… I really don't think it's ugly…! I think it's sexy, beautiful. Because I love everything about Sakura's body. I think it's cute… Can I touch it?"
"Of course you can, play with it however you want."
I gently touched her clitoris with my index finger; it was so soft and warm… I couldn't resist gently stroking it with two fingers… Seeing Sakura's expression of endurance and frowning, I playfully scraped her clitoris with my fingernail, causing her to raise her neck, close her eyes, and bite her lip, looking quite pleased.
Finding it amusing, I forcefully pulled up the ring of her clitoris, and Sakura suddenly shuddered, letting out a soft cry as she fell towards me. Startled, I quickly pulled back and caught her.
"Squeeze it harder! Squeeze it now! I beg you!!"
Sakura suddenly shouted at me. Before I could react, Sakura was on top of me, grabbing my hand and squeezing my fingers hard against her clitoris. She was squeezing so hard that my fingers hurt, let alone her clitoris, which was almost deformed.
Sakura's face was contorted in pain, tears welling in her eyes, her whole body trembling and convulsing, her eyes rolling back, her lips clenched to stifle her moans, but her fingers kept squeezing harder...
Suddenly, she collapsed onto me, panting heavily, and released my hand. After catching her breath, Sakura said to me,
"You were so good, I almost couldn't hold back my orgasm, thankfully the intense pain stopped me. A woman like me doesn't deserve the right to orgasm freely..."
Then Sakura excitedly opened her bag and took out a tube of ointment, waving it in front of me.
"What's this?"
"It's an aphrodisiac."
"What!?"
"Didn't we just say we wanted to enhance the effects of the training? I was going to apply some aphrodisiac to make my body more excited..."
Sakura explained to me while applying the ointment to her swollen nipples.
"Won't that make it even more uncomfortable? Won't you be unable to hold back your orgasm?"
Sakura turned around and sat on the toilet, spreading her legs in an M-shape. She unfastened the chain holding the vibrator inside her vagina, pulled the vibrator out, and a large amount of sticky, vaginal fluid dripped down it. Sakura let out a long sigh, her body trembling again.
"Mmm~ Ah~ My pussy is so sensitive, I almost orgasm even after pulling out the stick... I have to hold back! Ugh!... You're right. I'm going crazy wanting to orgasm right now, and with all this aphrodisiac, I'm probably going to die."
Sakura said this but didn't stop what she was doing. She stuffed the whole tube of ointment into her vagina and squeezed it hard, filling her vagina completely with the aphrodisiac. Then, afraid that she hadn't filled it deep enough, she used the vibrator to push the aphrodisiac in and out of her vagina, and finally fastened the chain of the vibrator to seal her vagina shut.
Seeing me staring in disbelief, Sakura handed me the last bit of ointment and teased,
"Want some? It's really potent."
I was about to refuse when a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.
"Okay... whatever you've taken, give me some." I grinned and mimicked Sakura's famous internet quote, and Sakura, who thought I would refuse, was taken aback.
"I also want to experience the extreme orgasm you mentioned. Let's try to endure it for a day first. I hope I can handle it."
"Hehe~ Then I'll apply it all over for you." Sakura was eager and very proud.
She squeezed a little ointment into her palms, rubbed it evenly, and then stood behind me, hugging me. Her breasts were pressed against my back, and I could feel the two soft mounds and two ring-shaped protrusions on her chest. The warm nipples and the cold nipple rings stimulated my nerves with their alternating hot and cold sensations.
She, who was half a head taller than me, stood on tiptoe, stretched her head to my shoulder blade, and began to lick my neck from my collarbone up my neck, gently sucking on my earlobe with her tongue, constantly swallowing and releasing inside.
Her right hand grasped my breast and gently kneaded it, occasionally pinching my nipple with her thumb and forefinger.
Her left hand pressed her entire palm against my mons pubis, her middle finger slipping past my labia minora and into my sensitive vagina, probing until the clitoris was pushed against my cervix. Her thumb pressed against my sensitive clitoris.
Our naked bodies felt each other's warmth; I smelled her fragrance, heard her soft breaths, and Sakura was relentlessly teasing every sensitive spot on my body. I felt so good that my legs went weak and I fell backward, supported by Sakura's body. She then pulled me onto the toilet, focusing all her attention on my clitoris, probing hard.
"Ah...ha...so...good..." My consciousness began to blur, my hands moving uncontrollably. I knew I was about to climax.
"Sakura... Sakura... Stop... Stop... I'm almost... there... I want to... hold back like you..." I struggled to my feet, leaning against the wall to regulate my breathing, afraid to move, lest even the slightest movement trigger my climax. After a while, I finally suppressed the urge and successfully held back the climax.
Immediately, a feeling of emptiness and disappointment spread through me.
"Your body is in pain and you want it, right? Hold on a little longer, it will feel great when you climax," Sakura said.
"Hmm..."
Seeing that it was getting late, we picked up our clothes to put them on, only to find that my underwear was already soaked with urine from the floor. After washing it off, Sakura suggested that I go home without a bra and underwear to experience the pleasure of exposure. After thinking about it, I blushed and agreed.
After I got dressed, I tidied myself in front of the mirror. Because my breasts are large, they stretched the clothes, making my nipples more noticeable. I tried adjusting the angle of the bow on my sailor uniform to cover them up a little.
Sakura gave me a sly, mischievous laugh, then said she'd give me a new hairstyle. Under my questioning gaze, she walked over, holding my underwear in her hand.
"What are you doing...?"
"I'm tying your hair into a ponytail~" She combed my hair into a ponytail from behind, then used the underwear as a rubber band to tie it up.
"Hmm! It looks really good!" she said, pleased with her skill.
"Where did you learn that!? This is so embarrassing!" Although I felt shy, I didn't want to take it off since Sakura had done it for me, so I just left it like that.
Many hairbands these days are lace, so you can't tell the difference unless you look closely, but it's hard to guarantee that someone with ulterior motives won't notice. Tying my underwear to my head will definitely make people think I'm not wearing underwear... I felt ashamed, but also excited. My recently calmed emotions started to flare up again.
"I won't wear a bra with you either." Seeing my hesitant expression, Sakura reached into her sailor uniform and tugged a couple of times, revealing her bra from the sleeve. After hiding it in her backpack, she straightened up, her nipples clearly visible through her clothes due to her nipple rings.
"Ugh~ This will definitely be noticed~ Everyone will only notice me and ignore you." Sakura pulled her clothes back even tighter, making her nipples even more prominent.
"Okay, like this!" Sakura pulled me, still hesitant, out of the restroom.
After a few steps, my whole body started to tingle, especially my nipples and clitoris, which were unbearably itchy. The aphrodisiac must be taking effect. Seeing my confused state, Sakura smiled and held out her hand, saying,
"Do you need my hand?"
I nodded without replying, taking Sakura's arm and placing it against my chest, strolling around like close sisters. Then I kept rubbing my throbbing nipples against her arm to relieve my itching. My upper body felt better, but my lower body felt the need even more.
"Ah! It's Minako-san... Hello, Sakurai-san." Kako-san, who was passing by in the distance, saw us and waved to greet us.
"Y-you... Hello Kako." My heart skipped a beat when I was suddenly called by name, and I responded to Kako in a slightly flustered manner. I was afraid that she would find out that I wasn't wearing a bra, so I tried to hide my body by covering my chest with Sakura's arm.
"It's so late, Kako, did you just stay at school to study?" I tried to cover up my embarrassment with a topic.
"Um...yes..."
Kako was still wearing her school sailor uniform, with small in-ear headphones in her ears, the headphone cord extending into the pocket of her pleated uniform. She had a textbook under her right hand, and with her left hand, she took off the earphone in her left ear. She stared at Sakura's chest in disbelief and didn't reply.
I followed her gaze and saw that Sakura's chest was soaked with sweat, revealing her nipples and nipple rings... Without a bra, the chain connecting the nipple rings to her choker was also clearly visible.
In this cool autumn weather, she was sweating so much! I suddenly remembered that Sakura had just poured an entire vial of aphrodisiac into her vagina; she must have been enduring a lot of pain. I had been so blinded by her relaxed expression that I hadn't noticed, and I had been stubbornly holding her arm, enjoying myself alone... I had just said I would share her pain; what a hypocrite I was!
Sakura noticed Shikako's gaze and then straightened up confidently, allowing Shikako a better look.
This made Shikako blush. She habitually adjusted her thick-rimmed black glasses and lowered her head slightly, but her gaze never left Sakura's chest. Then, as if remembering something, she shifted her gaze to me. Knowing I couldn't hide it, I stood there, just like Sakura, confidently thrusting out my breasts.
It's all Sakura's fault... She just said something about how everyone's attention would be drawn to her and I'd be ignored... No way! Everyone who saw her exposed breasts would definitely notice me too; she was clearly making things worse.
Seeing how nonchalant we were, Shikako blushed even more and lowered her head further.
"Um...you guys...your chests are exposed..." Shikako reminded us, her face flushed.
Hearing this, I blushed from my neck to my ears...Shikako saw it...what would she think of me? Would she look down on me? Would she tell everyone? What should I do...? The intense shame and fear actually made me even more excited.
"Yeah! It was a bit hot just now, and the sweat made our clothes transparent. Did it show your nipple rings?" Sakura casually blurted out our secret, as if asking if we'd eaten.
"Huh? Yeah...but...then...why aren't you wearing a bra...?"
"Because it's hot~" "
..."
"Then what are...nipple rings...?"
"Hmm~like earrings. They look nice." "
..."
"Then...what about the chain?"
"Because I'm not wearing a bra, I need a chain to lift them up, otherwise my breasts would sag and look bad."
I was so embarrassed listening to this. This isn't normal human logic, but what surprised me even more was that Shikako actually nodded in agreement...
then Sakura suddenly whispered something in Shikako's ear, and the latter blushed deeply, hurriedly covering her face with the book in her hand, saying "Thank you, goodbye" before running away like a madwoman.
I looked at Sakura curiously. She chuckled and said to me, "I said the vibrator wire was showing..."
"She...actually...? I didn't see it?"
"I didn't see it either...I was just kidding...how would I know she'd react so strongly..." Sakura shrugged at me.
"..."
(To be continued)

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