[Translation: Magic Eye]

Magic Eyes
Original Work: Magic Eyes
Author: Shisamasa
Adapted by: Uzi Attributes: 　　MC
, Light Color
First Release: Hypnotic Love 　　Second Release : 　　Spring Full Courtyard
, One Person Hall, Dragon Altar, Dongshengzhou Related Enterprises, Special: Cuiba (Special Form), 　　Yili
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=== ... (Facepalm) 　　Whatever, anyway, it won't kill me to post anything else next year besides the essay contest 　　... Never mind, I'm just escaping reality! 　　By 　　the way, there's a final version of this story, but the male lead is too happy 　　in that one 　　, so I really don't like translating the complete version. 　　I 　　only translated this initial version. By the way, 　　besides a very few descriptive bugs, the only changes I made were adding two 　　sentences at the end 　　. 　　As always, please leave the original intact if you repost, 　　and don't 　　mess 　　with the layout 　　, thank you. === ... 　　The unprecedented terror and anxiety sent chills down my spine. Even more terrifying was the thing moving towards 　　my face. 　　Unable to blink, I could only watch as the cotton-like object crawled across my head. 　　But before I could even find peace, I felt a sensation on my forehead. 　　Something had crawled in. 　　More than pain, it felt like being force-fed something scalding hot. 　　Yes, it was as if my body was heating up from the inside… 　　When I came to my senses, my body was free again. 　　Completely bewildered, I had no choice but to put it aside and obediently head back to school. 　　But my forehead bothered me. 　　Passing through puddles, I noticed 　　something that looked like an eye in the middle of my forehead, which had previously been completely free of sores. The whites of the eyes were green, and the pupils, which should have been black, were purple—it looked completely out of 　　place. 　　To give an example, it was like the eye of a demon… yes, a demonic eye. 　　I covered my forehead with my hand and went back to school. 　　I understood nothing at all. 　　Stepping into the school, my classmates laughed at my awkwardly placed hands, and unable to explain, I could only endure their 　　teasing all day. 　　After class, a strong student from the judo club walked down the corridor and, seeing my embarrassed expression, 　　forcibly pried my hands off. 　　Although I desperately covered my eyes, he quickly pulled them away. 　　My devilish eyes were exposed. 　　As I racked my brains for an excuse, he fell silent after seeing my "eyes." 　　Just as I was frantically trying to sort out the strange events of the day, he spoke softly. 　　"Master..." 　　I couldn't help but wonder if I had misheard. I had no idea 　　what was going on. 　　Guessing the only possibility, I imitated the con artists on TV shows. 　　"It's hot today. Don't wear a shirt, take it off." 　　Of course, I didn't expect the suggestion to work. 　　"Yeah... I'm sweating, might as well take it off." 　　Naturally, it was autumn. 　　Although it was warm with sunshine, the mornings were still quite cool. 　　And when I saw my classmate take off his jacket, looking very hot, I understood everything. 　　I gained ultimate power. 　　Of course, I have absolutely no interest in men, so I quickly dispelled his suggestion and went home. 　　Over the next few days, I conducted countless experiments on various people and learned quite a bit: 　　1. The Demon Eye is normally invisible. 　　2. Concentrating on the forehead will cause the Demon Eye to appear, hypnotizing the person who sees it. 　　3. Even if the Demon Eye disappears, the hypnosis continues. 　　Then, I thought of something terrifying. 　　Things that had only been fantasies before, I could now absolutely make into reality. 　　Among my classmates, there is a girl named Morita Shiori. 　　Although she is a bit short, not very busty, and has a cute, childlike face, she recently broke up peacefully with her boyfriend 　　. 　　Her grades are among the best in the entire grade, and she is respected by both boys and girls. It goes without 　　saying how popular she is at school. 　　I decided to pluck this unattainable flower and make her mine. 　　Of course, using the Demon Eye, I could turn her into my sex slave instantly, but that 　　wouldn't be interesting enough. This kind of thing should be trained slowly. 　　After that, I silently waited for an opportunity to be alone with her. 　　And this opportunity came quite quickly. 　　After school, while I was tidying up my locker, I saw Shiori. 　　Her long hair was tied back, and she looked as cute as ever. 　　Although I'd never spoken to her before, I confidently struck up a conversation. 　　"Morita-san... from now on, you're mine." 　　Of course, being turned away like that by someone I'd just met would make me panic no matter what. 　　"Huh..." 　　While Shiori looked on in surprise, I focused my attention on my forehead.

Her initial surprise quickly faded, and she was unsurprised to be hypnotized.
"Master..."
I couldn't help but laugh.
The beautiful girl, coveted by countless boys, was now mine in an instant.
To completely corrupt her, I implanted the suggestions I had pondered for a long time yesterday into her mind.
1. Wearing the uniform will arouse her.
2. Before I penetrate her, no matter how many orgasms she experiences, her libido will not diminish.
3. Saying "it feels good" will strengthen her loyalty and love for me.
4. Everything I say is correct.
5. Forget about meeting me today.
I really couldn't help but look forward to Shiori's performance tomorrow.
Shiori regained her senses after a while and went home.
2) Development
When she woke up in the morning, Shiori felt her body become hot from the inside out.
Although she thought she had a fever, she quickly composed herself after not finding anything wrong with her temperature and prepared to go
to school.
After putting her notes and textbooks on the table into her bag, she stood in front of the mirror, put on her uniform and skirt, and
tied the ribbon.
However, as she put on her coat, she felt an unbearable itching sensation.
Seeing herself in her uniform in the mirror, she felt even hotter. This
feeling, unlike anything she'd experienced in over a decade, troubled her.
This was the first time in her life she'd felt this way, not to mention she'd only learned to masturbate last year.
The heat spread throughout her body, even to her toes.
Even with her reason trying to resist, her hand unconsciously slid to her crotch.
"I shouldn't do this… I shouldn't be doing this in my uniform… What should I do? My hand just won't stop
…"
Shiori felt a pleasure, unlike anything she'd ever experienced, blossoming from a sense of transgression.
"Ah, ah… um…"
A numbing pleasure spread through her as her fingers brushed against her grey skirt.
Her beautifully curved buttocks trembled slightly.
Even through her panties, her skirt began to smear with her own fluids.
"I want… so good, so comfortable…!"
She wanted to climax.
Then, Shiori curled up, bringing herself to orgasm.
"So… so comfortable…"
Instantly, a craving surged within Shiori.
Her body was still throbbing in a sweet, numbing sensation, yet she noticed something incredible.
(I want another climax…)
Even though she had just climaxed, her desire hadn't diminished at all.
Not only that, but the intense heat intensified deep within her.
Desperate to calm herself, Shiori hurriedly left the house.
However, even at school, her desire showed no signs of abating.
Whether it was the student council president's voice or the shouts of her usual boisterous classmates, Shiori found them all rather hazy
; all that remained in her mind was the pounding of her heart.
Even as the top student, Shiori couldn't concentrate in class.
A blush rose to her innocent face, and her inner body felt as if it were ablaze with lava, enduring
the torment of her overflowing desire.
—Will the other students find out?
—What will they think if they do?
Thinking about these things, Shiori felt no unease, but rather even more excited.
(What… what’s wrong with me…?)
During lunch break, she finally couldn't resist and rushed into the restroom.
"It's just going to the toilet,"
she told herself, deceiving herself.
Once inside the stall, she began stroking her buttocks through her long skirt.
Her skirt was already soaked with vaginal fluid.
When she thought about whether the boy sitting behind her would notice the state of her skirt, even more
vaginal fluid overflowed from her lower body.
Then, as she began to masturbate, a friend's words flashed through her mind:
"Rhythmically touching your nipples feels really good."
(It seems… it was Mayu-chan who said that…)
For Shiori, consumed by lust, reason was useless.
She was simply indulging her curiosity, seeking unknown pleasure.
Taking off her shirt, she touched her nipple for the first time, that small, pink protrusion.
Her outstretched hand trembled slightly, her heart pounding even harder.
The moment her fingers touched her nipple, a sweet current surged through her brain.
"Ah…!"
she let out a groan.
Shiori hadn't realized until yesterday that her nipples were her most intensely sensitive erogenous zone.
(It's already...there's no going back...)
Just a couple more times, and she reached orgasm.
The fact that she was masturbating to orgasm on campus was a profound humiliation for her.
She knew that Mayu was having sex with other boys in the girls' restroom at school, but she had never imagined
she would become a pervert like her.
Although the desire was still there, it had subsided after the orgasm, so Shiori was quickly pulled back to reality by the humiliation and hunger
, and returned to her classroom.
However, as the saying goes, once the wound heals, the pain is forgotten.
After lunch, Shiori was once again overcome by a burning desire.
And then, she no longer hesitated.
Twice during self-study time, and once after class.
Her craving for masturbation had become a matter of course.
Back home, she didn't even take off her uniform before reaching for her nipples.
"Ugh, ha...!"
Having become a slave to pleasure, Shiori let her mind wander in the ecstasy.
"So good..."
Her body craved something more.
Something that could overwhelm her.
Her yearning for some immense being led her to fill the void with masturbation.
Night fell...
As dawn approached, Shizō woke up.
Then, she realized she had fallen asleep in her uniform, completely forgetting about taking a shower
.
Without even turning on the light, she groped her way to the bathroom.
Seeing her reflection in the mirror, she felt a surge of heat;
the lingering scent of her honeyed clothes on her skirt only fueled her excitement.
Her body was already smeared with the scent of honey.
She removed her uniform and placed it in the laundry basket before stepping into the bathtub.
But what awaited Shizō was a hell of pleasure.
The warm water gushing from the showerhead washed over her entire body.
The overwhelming pleasure, indescribable, assaulted her unguarded mind as the warm water touched her skin.
"Ah…!?"
The silence of her family still asleep was almost shattered by the moans echoing from the bathroom.
Her armpits, thighs, even her breasts—her entire body felt the pleasure.
"So good…!?"
she couldn't help but groan.
Then, her desire flared up again.
Yesterday, she had already orgasmed almost ten times, yet her body still craved pleasure.
—Is masturbation really that pleasurable?
A short shower gave her two orgasms, but she had to get ready for school immediately.
As she put on her uniform, she felt excited again.
Morita Shiori in the mirror looked incredibly alluring.
(Wearing a uniform… I look so smart and cute… but the real me…)
Thinking this, her crotch became wet again, and her fingers kneading her nipples became increasingly skilled.
Soon, even at school, Shiori was preoccupied with masturbation.
—I want lunch break soon.
—I want to orgasm quickly.
—I have no one to fantasize about.
—But, wearing a uniform… only this real me can orgasm now.
However, in these short few days, someone noticed something was amiss.
Her ex-boyfriend, Arata Hideto, with whom she had a peaceful breakup, immediately noticed that Shiori was different from usual.
"Shiori, you look tired. Are you alright? Did you stay up too late studying?"
he joked in a slightly flirtatious tone.
"It's okay..."
Shiori answered hesitantly.
"Really? That's good..."
Although he sensed something was off about her tone, Hidetoshi, who hadn't figured out a solution, had no choice but to leave.
After that, Shiori would sneak off to the restroom before self-study time began.
--I really want to climax...
3) Subordination
I watched Shiori's transformation unfold.
As I walked down the corridor, I noticed Shiori's eyes growing increasingly hazy, which was quite exciting.
It was almost time to reap the rewards.
"Um~ I have something I want to ask Morita-san..."
I stopped Shiori, whose cheeks were flushed and who seemed to be deep in thought.
"I feel like you're not feeling well, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, thank you for your concern..."
"That's good. Hmm? Why does the back of your skirt look a little dirty?"
"Ah, this, that..."
Shiori's cheeks grew even redder.
She was probably excited because I, a guy, had discovered that her skirt was stained with her vaginal fluid.
"Why are you excited?"
"Eh, uh, that..."
Shiori's confused expression was also quite cute.
She must have felt both panic and pleasure at being exposed by a stranger like me.
"You really want to masturbate, don't you?"
"No, nothing like that..."
Shiori derived a sense of obedience and pleasure from having her thoughts exposed. Having
one's own feelings and desires spoken by another is the cruelest form of rebuke in the world.
I abandoned my roundabout approach and went straight to the final stage, directly using suggestion.
"Shiori really wants to rub her breasts in front of me, right?"
(I, I want to be seen... I want to be seen, the real me...)
Her thoughts were being altered by my words.
Shiori directly placed her hands on her coat and rubbed her breasts; of course, because her breasts were small, it looked like she
was just making circles on her chest, causing the ribbons of her uniform to sway.
Shiori blushed and looked away from me.
But before I could even ask, she had already started pinching her nipples.
"Ah...!"
A lewd moan echoed in the silent corridor.
The setting sun shone down, and the surroundings gradually darkened.
"If you feel comfortable, you should say 'I feel comfortable' properly. I only like obedient and honest girls
. If you're obedient enough, I'll make you my slave... and give you me as your master."
"How... how can you say something like that..."
Shiori's expression was full of distress, as if reason was making its last struggle.
However, Shiori's desire would not diminish because of this.
"Haa... haa... master... will you be my master...?"
Soon, she put her inner desires into words.
"Please accept me... let me be enveloped in the warmth of my master..."
Saying obscene words, her crotch became even wetter.
"So... so comfortable... ah, so comfortable...!"
While ecstatically pinching her nipples, she complied with my request.
In Shiori's eyes, there was already the awareness of being a slave and the joy of being a slave.
"Good, very good. I will be your master."
"Th-thank you... master..."
I could no longer hold back.
My hard, swollen penis was already pushing against my pants.
Of course, Shiori must have been even more uncomfortable than me.
"Shiori, you must be unable to climax right now, right? Try masturbating here."
"Yes... Master..."
A gurgling, churning sound filled the air as she began to masturbate right before my eyes.
"Hmm, haa..." The sound of
a door opening came from afar.
Hearing the sound, Shiori became even more excited, her movements becoming more intense.
However, under the influence of my earlier suggestions, Shiori couldn't reach orgasm on her own.
Even though she couldn't orgasm, she still masturbated desperately as if nothing was wrong.
"Ah... why can't I orgasm... Master, Master... I want to orgasm..."
Watching Shiori suffer from her longing for orgasm, my penis trembled with excitement.
This aloof beauty, whom I hadn't known for days, was now kneeling before me, displaying a completely
submissive expression.
"As a slave, you can only be granted orgasms by your master, right, Shiori?"
"Hmm, hmm... Master, Master... please let me orgasm..."
she declared, completely relinquishing her freedom as a slave.
"Hey, Shiori. You're begging me, your master, as a slave, right? There must be
ways to make your request even more motivating, right?"
Of course, I'm full of motivation right now.
Or rather, all I can think about right now is motivation.
But naturally, I should play with this slave a bit too.
"Yes...yes, I'm sorry...is this okay...?"
Shiori turned her buttocks towards me, then pulled up her skirt to reveal her completely exposed genitals.
Her genitals were already flushed with excitement, and the pubic hair not covered by her underwear was clearly visible.
Then, Shiori slowly twisted her body, turning her upper body towards me, her cheek and hands close to my pants, and
poking my penis with her fingertips through my crotch.
"Um...that big penis..."
Shaking her buttocks, her breath was constantly exhaling between my legs.
"Put it inside Shiori..."
Shiori's unexpected provocation was directed at my crotch.
The already intense eroticism, suppressed by the practice, was now fully induced by my hypnosis
.
"Alright, I'll grant your wish. But it'll be troublesome if someone sees us doing it here. Come with me
, let's go to the restroom."
The men's restroom gets frequented by men, so we have to avoid it.
If someone finds out I'm having sex with Shiori, I'll have to write a apology essay.
"Um... thank you, Master..."
I stopped Shiori, who was sneaking into the women's restroom.
"Who said you could go like that? Grab your skirt with both hands, or I won't let you in."
"I'm so sorry... Shiori knows she was wrong... Shiori will hold her skirt... so, so
please, Master, insert your big cock into Shiori..."
Knowing she can't climax without a cock, Shiori pleaded with me, unwilling to maintain her dignity.
Shiori lifted her skirt, exposing her genitals, and slowly walked towards the women's restroom.
Although it was only about ten meters away, in this situation where a third party could appear at any moment, Shiori
was probably quite excited.
I followed her into the women's restroom and then to the innermost stall.
The women's stalls were wider than I had imagined.
Looking at Shiori, still clutching her skirt, her face flushed, her genitals exposed before me, her gaze fixed on my crotch
, I finally realized I'd walked into the women's restroom.
"Shiori, I want it so badly… I want a big cock… I want Master's erect cock…"
I no longer had the energy to tease Shiori.
"Shiori wants to taste my cock, right?"
"Yes… I… I really want to… I really want to lick Master's big cock…"
"Then lick it. But, keep masturbating."
"I… I know… Thank you, Master…"
Before unbuckling my belt, Shiori's cheek was already pressed against my crotch, rubbing her cheek against my penis.
"This is my Master's big cock… making me truly myself, a thick, hard cock
…"
she murmured as she rubbed it.
After a while, Shiori, with trembling hands, unbuckled my belt and pulled down the zipper, taking out my penis.
Then, without saying a word, she opened her mouth and took my penis in, her hands beginning to masturbate.
The sounds of her churning flesh immediately filled the women's restroom.
Although her oral sex technique was poor, the exciting scene just now, coupled with Shiori's
expression as she desperately pushed my penis towards her throat to satisfy her master, was enough to fully stimulate this virgin.
My veins bulged, and pre-ejaculate overflowed from my urethra. I gritted my teeth and endured the painful pleasure.
Just before ejaculating, I stopped Shiori from continuing.
Although it felt good to ejaculate in her mouth,
it didn't seem right to let her taste only a thin layer of semen after she had endured it for so long.
I gazed at Shiori and swallowed.
I couldn't help but feel uneasy about the unknown world... about real sex.
To dispel the unease in my heart, I hugged Shiori tightly, feeling her hot body temperature.
Not as her master,
but as an ordinary man who had fallen in love with her several months ago.
The fragrance of an unseen flower wafted into my nose from Shiori's body.
That scent blew away my unease.
I like Shiori.
"I'm going in..."
"Okay, okay..."
From behind Shiori, I officially stepped into the unknown world.
My nerves focused on the tip of my penis.
A slight warmth, different from her skin, wafted over.
With each inch my penis went in, I could feel Shiori gripping me tighter.
Her flesh, which looked like a crimson peony, received my penis with wanton writhing.
"Ahhh...!"
Shiori's face suddenly tilted back.
"What's wrong?"
I couldn't help but ask with concern.
But the answer… the red liquid was already close at hand.
Shiori was a virgin.
“You, you’re a virgin…?”
“Yes, yes… but… please, please make me climax quickly… Master…”
Her words made me cast aside all distractions and thrust my hips forward forcefully.
Shiori’s face also showed a blissful expression from time to time.
And I felt happy that I could take Shiori’s first time and give her my virginity.
“Let’s climax together. Let’s become one with Master.”
“Okay… okay, Master…!”
Shiori’s expression was full of desire.
“Okay, ah, ahh, ooh~~!”
“Ah, gulp, I’m going to cum…!”
My voice overlapped with Shiori’s as we reached our climax at the same time.
Splashing, I ejaculated into her body, even flowing back out of her vagina.
…What kind of expressions do people make after making love?
Thinking about this strange thing, I hugged Shiori’s back and kissed her deeply.
Then, Shiori responded to my kiss, and I let my tongue entwine with hers.
Being clueless about our first kiss, we simply let our tongues move haphazardly, enjoying
the afterglow of our lovemaking.
"Um, Master… please continue, Shiori…"
Before I could answer, Shiori had already begun caressing herself.
With her slender, beautiful hands, she scraped her pubic area to draw out her vaginal fluids and semen, putting them in her mouth.
"This is… my big cock…"
Completely transformed into a pervert, Shiori begged for my cock, opening her mouth to take it in.
Watching her intently licking my cock, I added another suggestion.
"Storing Master's semen inside your body will make you feel better, right?"
I asked her matter-of-factly.
"Yes… yes… Master's semen allows me to become my true self…"
Shiori had completely submitted to me.
And I ejaculated a second time on her, leaving my semen on her youthful face.
"Gulp, mmm…"
Shiori carefully tasted my semen.
Normally, my ejaculation volume is quite large, but today it's exceptionally high.
With her mouth half-open, she swallowed mouthfuls of my thick semen, gulping it down with each breath.
"Haa...haa..."
Our breathing became heavy.
"Let me, your master, give you a special reward."
"Eh...thank you for the reward, master..."
The quick-witted Shiori's expression turned dazed at the word "reward," her face incredibly seductive.
"Let me, your master, help you masturbate."
I touched and pinched her nipples through her coat.
"Ah, master...there, that's Shiori's...ah!"
While playing with her nipples, I reached for her clitoris.
"Here, here's Shiori, ah, the comfortable spot...ahhh!"
When I parted the folds of her clitoris, her body immediately trembled and bounced.
Her expression was breathtakingly exciting.
Looking at her like this, I reached out and forcefully kneaded her clitoris.
"Ah, ahhhhhh!!"
Her voice rose higher as Shiori reached her climax.
"Was that good, Shiori?"
"Yes...yes..."
Her body was still trembling, and her voice trembled.
Compared to the humiliation of being brought to orgasm by someone else, she probably felt the bliss of being brought to climax by her master
.
"Please...please continue, let me climax..."
Her voice was overflowing with desire.
This was probably the culmination of pent-up desire.
"Shiori, that's enough. That's enough for today. I'll reward you later."
Shiori gasped as she looked at the lights coming on in the ceiling.
Self-study time was long over, and now she had to leave.
Next, all she had to do was subtly hint to those around Shiori so they wouldn't notice anything amiss, so that even if
Shiori masturbated, it wouldn't be discovered.
"Hey, Shiori. I like girls who can endure. So, Shiori, you can't
be horny even during class. Instead, don't suppress your desires when you're with me."
"I know... Shiori, you're an endurance-loving girl..."
Shiori told herself.
Then, we tidied ourselves up and left the women's restroom.
I had another intention in saying this.
Even if I changed her mind, I couldn't arbitrarily rewrite her life. This
girl who dreams of attending Tokyo University is the one I like.
Her happiness is my happiness.
4) Punishment
My dream is to make Shiori my lover, but I used a method called hypnosis to accomplish this
, so I never imagined using hypnosis on others.
However, there's one guy I absolutely won't let go of.
Arata Hideto, who broke up with Shiori.
Tall, handsome, and a former member of the soccer club, he has excellent athletic ability and is very successful—
a veritable all-rounder.
I hate that guy.
Of course, there was jealousy involved, but what I couldn't forgive was that
after his peaceful breakup with Shiori, he secretly complained about her a lot.
He spoke disgustingly ill of the beautiful girl everyone admired, the girl I loved most.
For me, who deeply loves Shiori, this was the greatest sin.
As a man who loves Shiori, I had to get back at him properly.
What kind of revenge would be most effective?
After racking my brains for a long time, I finally came up with a brilliant idea and immediately began preparations.
Just like when I targeted Shiori, I prepared for an opportunity for us to be alone…
One day after school, Hideto asked his friends to wait on the stairs while he went to retrieve some belongings from the classroom.
"Wait for me! I'll be right there~"
he was probably saying to his friends.
With most students already home, his shouts echoed through the school building.
Footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
Having deliberately stayed in the school, I quickly deduced from the footsteps and shouts that Hideto was about to arrive; after all, his voice
was quite high-pitched.
Hideto was searching for something on the umbrella stand.
I took the opportunity to speak to him from behind.
"Arata-kun, right?"
I deliberately called out loudly.
Hideto, holding his umbrella in one hand, looked at me, the unfamiliar speaker.
"Yes. And you are?"
"I have something I want to ask you, Arata. You used to date Shiori, right? And you liked her a lot?"
Being suddenly spoken to, especially on such a personal topic, and the way I used the name 'Shiori,' which sounded like I was treating her as my own
, seemed to displease him.
His expression clearly turned sour.
"Well... wait, why are you suddenly asking what's wrong?"
His voice was short and sharp, clearly showing his annoyance.
I was too lazy to feign that kind of voice, and I didn't want others to see and cause a scene, so I immediately used
my Mystic Eyes.
I focused my attention on my forehead.
When Hideto looked at me, he quickly lowered his head silently, and his umbrella slipped to the ground.
"Master..."
Having Hideto, who was superior to me in every way, under my control filled me with a sense of satisfaction.
Then, I gave him a hint.
Although I could get revenge with just one use of my Mystic Eyes, I wanted to repay him tenfold, and tenfold.
"You really like Shiori, you like her so much, right? You get aroused just looking at her, right?"
"Yes, Master, I really like Shiori, I like her so much. I masturbate with her every day."
This unexpected confession surprised me.
Although we broke up peacefully, this guy really liked Shiori.
But that's even better.
"Is that so? Hideto likes Shiori that much? Then you should cherish this feeling. Okay, let's go."
"Thank you, Master."
After saying that, he left the classroom.
The next day, Hidetoshi kept passing by Shiori's classroom.
Although I'd seen him chatting with Shiori occasionally before, it wasn't as frequent as it was every day.
It seemed yesterday's hint had made him like Shiori even more.
Hidetoshi left satisfied after chatting with Shiori, his cheeks still flushed.
Then, I ordered him to meet me under the bridge after school.
He was right on time.
"Hey, Hidetoshi, I've been watching you all day. You really do like Shiori."
"Yes, yes, Shiori used to be mine..."
I sneered before speaking.
"I have someone I like too. I'll introduce you to her right here."
After I finished speaking, Shiori appeared from behind a pillar.
Her steps were slow, and she even lifted her uniform skirt to expose her genitals.
"Shiori...!?"
Hidetoshi murmured, dumbfounded.
Shiori seemed surprised by Hidetoshi's appearance as well.
However, Shiori immediately looked at me.
In her eyes, I,
the devilish master who had driven her to degenerate into a promiscuous girl, was far more important than her ex-boyfriend who would constantly harass her.
Glancing sideways at Hidetoshi, I gave Shiori my order.
"Shiori, come here and let me play with you."
"Shiori, Shiori can't hold back anymore… I want Master's big cock so badly…"
She was already aroused, her crotch soaked.
I reached under her skirt, simultaneously licking her clearly visible nipples protruding from her clothes.
"Ugh… mmm…"
I made love to Shiori every day after school, but today she seemed even more excited than usual.
Perhaps it was because her ex-boyfriend had witnessed her shameful state.
"Ugh… huff…"
Weak in the waist and legs, she collapsed into my arms.
Hidetoshi had also pulled out his penis.
The excitement of his ex-girlfriend in another man's arms filled him with guilt, and the
fact that she had been taken from him made him feel lonely.
However, during our time together, I hadn't realized that Shiori's alluring figure, capable of captivating any man,
had shattered Hidetoshi's rationality.
So he simply watched our entanglement silently, stroking his penis without a word.
Glancing at his pathetic state, I made a further request of Shiori.
"Turn around. You're almost ready for my penis, aren't you?"
"Yes... please give it to me, Master... Shiori, my body is so hot..."
"Let Hidetoshi witness the real you."
Without waiting for her reply, I thrust into her.
Perhaps ashamed of being seen, Shiori still didn't look at him.
"Shiori, what are you shy about? Hidetoshi has already started masturbating with you like this. Let him be your
side dish too."
"Yes... please, please see the real me..."
Hidetoshi looked at Shiori leaning against me, his penis already dripping with fluid.
I couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority.
I thrust my hips even harder, demonstrating to him that Shiori was completely mine.
"Shiori, let's climax together."
"Ah, um... I'm... I'm going to climax... Ah, oh my god!"
I ejaculated inside Shiori in front of Hidetoshi.
Seeing this, Hidetoshi also ejaculated his own cloudy fluid.
Shiori began sucking on the semen on my penis, seemingly captivated by its taste, looking
quite blissful.
"Is masturbating with Shiori comfortable?"
I spoke to Hidetoshi.
"Your things have become mine, you're heartbroken, aren't you? I'll free you from this. That way you
'll never have to worry about girls again."
Hidetoshi glared at me fiercely.
At the same time, I gave Hidetoshi one last hint.
"Although you say you really like Shiori, you're just saving face. Actually, you really like men,
right?"
"No... then, how... how isn't that... yeah..."
It seems that hints contrary to the truth are harder to insert.
"I... I like men... I want to fuck men... I want to be fucked by a big dick..."
But it's just harder.
Hidetoshi's sexual fetishes have been completely rewritten under my voice.
If I turn him into a gay man, he won't retaliate against me for having his girlfriend stolen.
And, with him like this, no girl will ever like him again, and he'll never appear
in front of me again.
"Is that so? So you're gay. Then you should treat your true self well."
My revenge is over.
5) Related
After that, Shiori and I both got into our first-choice universities and continued dating.
Shiori's body also matured, becoming more like an adult.
Although we went to different universities, we would stay together whenever we could; of course, that aspect
of our relationship continued as well.
Lately, I've had sudden urges to have sex.
My penis gets erect without me even realizing it, and I get excited on its own.
At these times, I call Shiori over.
"Shiori, you really want to have sex with your master, don't you? You want to now, don't you?"
I hint at it to her.
"Hmm... but, we're on the train now, how about we do it later..."
Shiori replied with a smile.
"Is that so... no, but we must do it later."
I blushed and covered my bulge.
It would be terrible if we were discovered on the train, so I'd better hold back.
But lately, I get especially excited in places like trains or streets where we can't have sex.
And at these times, Shiori always secretly exposes her breasts and panties to tempt me.
And I could only desperately endure the impending leak, waiting for the right moment.
"...I can't hold back anymore. Let's do it...!"
Unable to contain myself any longer, I dragged Shiori through the bustling streets to a love hotel. Once
inside, I didn't even bother to take off my clothes, pounced on Shiori, and pulled out my penis, thrusting it
in with a powerful stroke.
Normally, I would caress her first, but I didn't have that luxury now.
"Master, ah, so sudden...you must really want to make love...uh, um..."
Shiori said with an expression that seemed to read my mind.
I didn't bother to reply, responding directly with frenzied piston-like movements.
"Ugh, ee, um, umm...ah...ee...ah, ahhh...!"
Shiori moaned continuously with my movements.
"Shiori, I'm going to cum, catch me!"
Then, I ejaculated inside Shiori.
It felt so good, so incredibly good that my mind went completely blank.
"...Master...Ah...Really, you're so horny..."
Gazing at me, lost in ecstasy, Shiori smiled wantonly.
My penis regained its strength.
"Master...want to continue...?"
Shiori laughed lasciviously.
—Shiori would do anything I wanted her to do.
—Shiori would tempt me whenever I wanted to make love.
—Shiori knew my fetishes inside and out.
Such a wonderful girl is hard to find again.
I can't even imagine how I would live without Shiori by my side.
"Whatever Master wants...Shiori knows it all..."
Shiori smiled innocently.
At the same time, the sounds of lewd sucking echoed as she performed oral sex.
—I've stopped thinking about what the Demon Eyes are.
However, I know one thing.
Shiori accepts any hint I give, becoming my slave.
And I, too, have become a slave who can't live without Shiori.
—So, speaking of which
, was Shiori always like this...?
《The End》

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