Chapter 5 – Irina-senpai, Please Be My Girlfriend! 　　　　　　　→ I’m a Girlfriend and a Maso, You Know

It had been about a month since the secret master-servant relationship between Yuji and Irina began.

Most often, the two would spend time after school in the student council room, their bodies entwined as they indulged in intense acts drenched in masochistic pleasure.

On weekends, Irina would spend the entire day holed up at Yuji’s house, and there were times they sought each other’s bodies until they lost consciousness.

Yuji still hadn’t found the right words to clearly define their relationship.

But even so, as he drowned daily in exquisite ecstasy with Irina, he found himself thinking it would be nice if things stayed like this forever.

Then came one day.

It was a Friday just before the weekend. As they shared lunch in the student council room, Irina seemed absent-minded, her expression tinged with ennui as she stared out the window in a daze.

[a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement.]

For someone like Irina, who was usually so forthright, this behavior was quite unusual.

“What’s wrong, Irina-senpai? Something on your mind?”

When Yuji asked, Irina let out a big sigh, haa~.

“I won’t be able to spend time with you after school today, Yuji-kun. I have to make an appearance at a party back at the family estate.”

A『party』but not the kind of Christmas party ordinary folks might imagine.

Yuji pictured a grand ball in a luxurious mansion and couldn’t help but let out a sigh of his own.

“A party, huh… That’s the Ojou-sama of the Shirogane family for you. So, do you wear a dress and everything? I’d really love to see you in one, Irina-senpai…”

Yuji murmured dreamily, but Irina still looked distracted.

“It’s not nearly as fun as it sounds. I have to repeat boring greetings with a hundred fiancé candidates. Ugh…it’s depressing. If only you were at the venue, Yuji-kun, and could see me in that dress—then at least I’d have something to look forward to…”

As Irina let out another sigh beside him, haa~, Yuji’s body stiffened.

The word『fiancé candidates』had caught in his chest.

And not just one or two—there were a hundred of them.

As expected of the heiress of the Shirogane Conglomerate. It wasn’t surprising that someone like her would already have her future secured. But that also meant… this relationship, no matter how long it lasted, would surely end by the time they graduated from the academy. A sharp pang throbbed in Yuji’s chest.

“That’s right! Next week, I’ll wear a dress just for you, so make sure to tie me up and thoroughly ravish me. Humiliate me while I’m still in that dress, let me fall into disgrace and become your devoted masochistic slave, Yuji-kun… Haaaan! I can’t wait… I’m so excited already~!”

Irina twisted her body in a squirming motion, hugging herself with both arms as she imagined being toyed with by Yuji while dressed up. Just what did Irina truly think of him? How long did she intend to continue this relationship? While Irina had clearly brightened up, Yuji now found himself weighed down by a heavy cloud of confusion, his gaze falling toward the floor.

***

After school, Yuji went home alone for the first time in a while. He tossed and turned on his bed, unable to find peace. Without Irina, time felt like an endless void. She was probably at a party right now, smiling nobly as she was surrounded by her suitor candidates. The very thought made him want to claw at his chest.

“It can’t be helped. Irina-senpai and I live in completely different worlds, and we’re not even dating… In the end, I’m nothing more than her SM partner…”

Yuji muttered to convince himself—but it only made him feel more pathetic. Wanting to just get it over with, he pulled out a photo of Irina from his drawer and gazed at it, thinking he’d relieve some of his frustration. But what surged inside him wasn’t lust—it was a wild, burning ache to see the passionate Irina again.

“Uuuuugh… Uwaaaah! I can’t take this anymore! Maybe Irina-senpai will be completely fed up with me and that’ll be the end of it… Maybe I should just be satisfied with how things are now… But still!!”

Yuji shot up from his bed with a gaba, eyes fixed on the corner of the ceiling, and shouted.

“Celestine-san! I know you’re watching from somewhere! I have something I need to talk about. Please, show yourself!”

He recalled how Celestine, Irina’s butler, had once hinted that she was eavesdropping on his room, and so he raised his voice. But five seconds passed—and she didn’t appear. Thinking it through, it made more sense that she would be attending the party with Irina, her master.

“Ugh… Of course not. I should’ve stopped her at lunch when I had the chance. I really am hopeless… someone unworthy of Irina-senpai…”

“No. That is not true.”

The sudden voice from behind made Yuji whip around in shock. Standing there, her head slightly bowed, was Celestine dressed in a tuxedo.

“Wha—!? C-Celestine-san!? So you were listening, after all.”

“Yes. I heard everything. The pain you carry in your heart, torn by your feelings toward Irina Ojou-sama… As her butler, I wish for her happiness above all else. If you, too, sincerely wish for her happiness…”

At that point, Celestine fell silent, head still lowered. Yuji questioned himself once again—what did he truly want? What did he wish to become with Irina? If he failed, he might lose everything. Even so—he could no longer suppress the feelings in his heart. Yuji made up his mind, clenching his fists tightly with a gyuッ.

“Celestine-san! Please, take me to Irina-senpai. There’s something I absolutely must tell her!”

Upon hearing his words, Celestine slowly raised her head and gave a small smile.

“…Understood. Then, let us go to Irina Ojou-sama.”

With that, she reached for her tuxedo—and with a dramatic battoo tore it away. Beneath it, she had somehow already changed into her signature skintight black bodysuit, embracing her form completely. From outside, the sound of helicopter rotors could be heard. A gust of wind blew in from the window and Yuji raised a hand to shield himself as he looked up at the sky.

“We’ll now head to the Shirogane estate aboard that helicopter. If you’re ready, hold on to me.”

“Y-Yes! Please take care of me…! Uwahhhh—!?”

As Yuji tightly grabbed onto Celestine’s slender waist with a gyuuuuuu, she reached up with her right hand to grab the rope ladder hanging from the helicopter. The helicopter began rising, lifting Celestine into the air, and the two of them soared high into the evening sky.

***

“Yuji-san, it’s in sight. That is the Shirogane estate.”

“That’s it…? Wait, that’s not a mansion—that’s a freakin’ castle! Eh? Ehh!? Are you sure that’s not an amusement park or something? This is seriously still Japan!?”

By the time the sun had fully set, Yuji’s eyes widened in disbelief at the massive, towering structure beneath them. It was so grand and expansive that it easily rivaled, no—surpassed—even the fairy tale castles found in the country’s largest theme parks. It was an extravagant, resplendent Western-style castle in every sense of the word.

Eventually, the helicopter approached a balcony on the upper floors of the castle. But just then, a group of men in black suits—presumably the estate’s security—looked up and suddenly began to open fire.

“Hiiiee!? C-Celestine-san, they’re shooting at us!”

“No need to worry, the helicopter is bulletproof. Now, let’s descend. That balcony should lead directly into the party venue.”

While Yuji flailed in confusion amidst the gunfire, Celestine calmly leaned out of the helicopter and began descending. With her left hand gripping the rope ladder, she drew the knife from her waist with her right hand and slashed through the incoming hail of bullets.

“Hyaaah!? Wh-Why is this happening!?”

“…This is what it means to crash a Shirogane family party. Do you wish to turn back?”

Celestine asked without a hint of emotion, her gaze cool as ever, while Yuji, utterly panicked, gulped hard and shook his head furiously.

“N-No way! I’m going to see Irina-senpai!”

“…Fufu. I see. Then, let us go.”

With a faint smile in response to Yuji’s resolute words, Celestine continued descending toward the balcony. She leapt from the helicopter with Yuji in her arms, opened a parachute mid-air, and slowed their fall, landing with a roll onto the balcony of the Shirogane castle.

“Leave this to me. Yuji-san, go inside!”

“Y-Yes! Thank you, Celestine-san!”

As the men in black swarmed toward them, Celestine struck them down barehanded with fluid movements. Hearing her firm voice, Yuji gave her a heartfelt thanks—for doing all this, just for him and Irina—before opening the balcony doors and stepping into the party hall within the grand estate.

***

“Ufufu. I’m beautiful again today. Aaah, but… if only Yuji-kun could see me like this… Kuuuu, I’ll just have to endure until next week.”

Irina admired herself in the mirror, wrapped in a passionate crimson sleeveless dress. She struck a sharp flamenco-like pose with both arms raised, exhaling a sultry sigh. But even as she gazed upon her flawless beauty, it no longer stirred her heart the way it once did—most likely because the one person she truly wanted to see her was not here.

The one-piece style dress hugged her prominently thrust-out bust, drawing a seductive silhouette. The skirt tightly embraced her shapely rear, while a bold slit revealed a generous glimpse of her thigh. Her hands, down to the fingertips, were elegantly adorned with silky red gloves. Her legs were made even longer and more graceful by the gleaming red high-heeled pumps she wore.

She imagined how that boy would react if he saw her like this—so beautiful, so temptingly clad—and just the thought made Irina’s body heat up.

But where she was headed, there would be no sign of the boy to whom she had pledged her heart. Instead, she’d be surrounded by unremarkable men with insipid smiles, all trying to curry favor with the Shirogane family. No matter how many of their gazes she received, her body—so easily aroused when facing Yuji—remained cool and indifferent, not even a flicker of warmth in response.

Though it made her happy to see her busy father again after such a long time, the party itself was a source of nothing but gloom. In the past, she had managed to get through it by taking pleasure in displaying her own splendor. But now, even that no longer felt like enough. What Irina craved wasn’t the admiration of the crowd, but the sharp, piercing gaze of that one boy alone.

Even so, she reminded herself that this too was her duty as a daughter of the Shirogane family, and opened the door of the dressing room. The moment she appeared at the top of the grand staircase leading to the hall, all eyes turned toward her. Applause burst out in celebration of the party’s star making her entrance. Overlooking the entire venue from above, Irina began descending the long staircase, each step graceful and poised.

“………? It’s rather noisy, isn’t it…”

However, the commotion outside the castle had nothing to do with the rising excitement within the party hall caused by Irina’s entrance. Pausing mid-step atop the staircase, Irina furrowed her brow at the distant noise—when suddenly, a boy came tumbling out into the center of the grand hall with a goroッ.

“Irina-senpai!”

“Y-Yuji-kun!? Why are you here…? You there! Do not lay a finger on him!”

Though clearly shocked by Yuji’s unexpected appearance, Irina stood firm and scolded the group of black-clad guards swarming in behind him. The moment she spoke, the men froze in place, stiffening into statuesque postures.

Irina let out a fuuh of relief—but the very next moment, an overwhelming pressure surged from far above, strong enough to send a chill crawling up even Irina’s spine.

“F-Father…!?”

It was Irina’s father who appeared. A middle-aged man with a muscular body that easily surpassed two meters tall, packed tight into a crimson suit, descended the stairs with heavy, thunderous steps.

“Who are you, boy!? To break into the Shirogane castle alone… a bold act. But depending on your answer, I may not let you leave here alive!”

Yuji, completely overpowered by the sheer force of his presence, stood frozen. The party guests, too, were struck silent—the room falling into a still hush as if time had stopped. Irina hurried to descend the stairs ahead of her father, rushing to Yuji’s side and supporting his body.

“Yuji-kun, why would you do this…?”

“I… I had something I absolutely had to say to you, Irina-senpai… That wrestler-looking guy up there… he’s your father, right? I know your father and everyone else is watching… but will you listen to me?”

Though chilled by fear and overwhelmed by Irina’s father’s intimidation, Yuji tightly gripped her hand. Irina’s father looked down upon the scene, a vein bulging at his temple as he glared with intensity.

“You dare touch my daughter so casually!? I asked you who you are—answer me!”

“F-Father! This person is—!”

Trying to protect Yuji, Irina attempted to step in despite being overwhelmed. But Yuji shook his head to stop her. His knees shook violently, yet he stood up on his own. Even though his whole body trembled in fear beneath Irina’s father’s gaze, he didn’t look away. Holding Irina’s hand tight, he declared with everything he had:

“I… I’m Sado Yuji! I’m the one who’s going to be Irina-senpai’s… b-boyfriend!!”

“Y-Yuji-kun!?”

“Her boyfriend, you say!? Irina—answer me! Is this true!?”

Irina’s eyes went wide in shock at Yuji’s sudden declaration. Her father’s stern demand for an answer left her flustered and speechless. Yuji turned toward her, placing both of his hands over hers, holding them tightly as he looked her straight in the eyes with sincerity.

“Irina-senpai. I heard you’d be meeting potential fiancés at this party and I couldn’t sit still. I don’t know how you really feel about me. Maybe you’ve never thought of me that way… but still, I have to be honest about how I feel. Irina-senpai…please be my girlfriend! Not just as someone who serves you—I want to stand beside you as your partner, as someone who loves you!”

With that passionate confession, Yuji’s gaze shot like an arrow straight into Irina’s heart. Having rejected countless confessions and proposals in the past, Irina now felt, for the first time, a burning emotion violently shaking her core.

Then in the next moment, before she even realized it, Irina had pushed Yuji down and straddled him. Her eyes were glossy with emotion, her breathing ragged with haa haa gasps, overwhelmed by the heat rising in her chest. And without a word, as if delivering her answer through action, she pressed her lips hard against Yuji’s with a loud buchuu.

“Nnmmfuu~! I’m so happy, I’m so happy, Yuji-kun! Not only are you my Master—you want to be my boyfriend too! That someone would love not just a selfish, narcissistic girl like me whose only strengths are her beauty and body, but even my heart too…! Ah, I want to be yours. I want to be your girlfriend—make me yours~! Muuuah, nchuchuu~!”

Irina had always held absolute confidence in her beauty. But when it came to being loved for her inner self, she had never truly believed it was possible. That was why—even after pledging herself to Yuji as his servant—she never sought anything deeper.

But Yuji had said he wanted to love all of her, completely, as his girlfriend. The joy in her heart exploded. Overwhelmed with happiness, Irina found herself unable to stop kissing him.

“Npu, npu… puaaah. I-Irina-senpai, your father and everyone’s watching! I’m super happy you accepted my confession but—nppupu! H-Hold on, just calm down!”

“Muchumuchuu! That’s impossible! Because right now, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my life! You’re accepting all of me, aren’t you, Yuji-kun? My kisses—my proof of love! Bchubchuuu~!”

Ignoring Yuji’s attempts to slow her down, Irina continued to press passionate kisses on his lips. Yes. To love all of Irina Shirogane—not just the physical part—meant accepting even these wild, unrestrained acts of affection.

The party guests standing around them watched from a distance with expressions of stunned disbelief. The rich young men, in particular, were clearly thinking they couldn’t possibly keep up with Irina’s behavior. Some of them were probably disillusioned, seeing this side of her true nature.

But Yuji was different. Before coming here, he had made up his mind. No matter how unpredictable or outrageous this beautiful girl might be, he would accept her fully as her boyfriend.

Yuji reached up from below and wrapped his arms tightly around Irina’s back with a gyuuu. Then, as her lips pressed hungrily against his, he returned the kiss with a muchuuu of his own.

“Okay, Irina-senpai. I’ll accept everything about you. I don’t care who’s watching—kiss me all you want. And in return, I’m going to kiss you a ton too, right in front of everyone! Buchu, buchu, muchuchuu~!”

“Mupuaan! Yuji-kun is kissing me too! Aaahn, I want more—I want to kiss you more! So much that my lips go all soft from it!!”

And so, Yuji and Irina—without a care for the crowd—continued sharing deep, passionate kisses while lying in the center of the party hall.

And as for Irina’s father, who watched the shameless display from atop the staircase—

“Wahahahahaha!! I never imagined anyone could get through to that Irina so completely! And to think he stared back at me without flinching from my gaze! Splendid, boy! I’m counting on you to take care of Irina from now on!! …Now then. Celestine—you’re the one who guided that boy here, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Because my duty is to ensure Irina Ojou-sama’s happiness…”

Celestine, who had at some point knelt quietly behind Irina’s father, answered calmly as she gazed at her mistress. Watching Irina, completely lost in joy and kisses, Celestine’s eyes softened and a gentle smile spread across her lips.

***

Released at last from Irina’s storm of kisses, Yuji soon found himself, before he even realized it, being treated as the guest of honor and warmly welcomed by Irina’s father. What was originally meant to be a formal introduction party between Irina and her fiancé candidates had, somewhere along the line, transformed into a celebration of Irina and Yuji’s engagement.

Though he managed to politely decline the toast of alcohol offered by Irina’s father, Yuji eagerly savored the luxurious banquet laid out before him. Irina, meanwhile, clung to Yuji’s right arm with both hands, resting her small head gently against his shoulder, a radiant smile spread across her face throughout the entire party.

When the evening drew to a close, Irina declined her father’s offer to stay the night and instead boarded a helicopter with Yuji, heading to the Shirogane secondary residence where she usually lived.

“So this is where you live, Irina-senpai.”

“Yes. Since I attend the academy, it’s more convenient to stay here. My mother passed away when I was a child, and Father is always busy—so even if we lived together, I’d only see him during events like tonight.”

This was actually the first time Yuji had ever visited Irina’s home. While not quite on the scale of the main castle, the residence was still opulent in every way, with dozens of rooms. As Celestine guided him through the grand halls, Yuji glanced around, wide-eyed, as they made their way down the corridor.

***

“Hehe, I can’t believe you’ve prepared even this. How adorable, you piggy Irina.”

With a light tug on the leash connected to a red collar, the naked Yuji Sado smiled and whispered. Kneeling in front of Yuji’s erect member, still dressed in her crimson gown and collared, Irina Shirogane relaxed her cheeks dreamily despite the derogatory words thrown at her. A headband with piglet ears sat cutely atop her head.

“Oink! To treat me, Irina Shirogane, as a piggy, ohh… Only you, Yuji-kun, haa, can do this to me.”

Trembling with the thrill of submission, Irina pressed her noble beauty against his member, rubbing it affectionately. With hands gloved in red, she gently stroked his testicles, pressing her cheek against his tip oozing pre-cum, spreading the slick fluid across her lovely face.

“That’s right. The only one who can do this to Irina is me, her lover. I’m happy.”

Yuji gently placed a hand on her head, caressing her silver hair. That simple action sweetly throbbed Irina’s womb, causing a dark stain to spread on her provocative red panties under her mini-skirt.

“This room is amazing, isn’t it? It’s filled with all kinds of SM gear. Did you gather all this yourself, hoping to be trained by a master who might appear someday? You really are such a masochist, Irina”

“Hah, no, that’s not it. At first, I prepared all this to endure whatever you might subject me to, as part of my training. But before I knew it, ah, I kept imagining being intensely trained by you with these lewd tools, and I ended up masturbating….”

As Irina revealed the secrets of her specially prepared playroom, she pressed her nose firmly against the shaft, inhaling its musky scent deeply before extending her tongue to sloppily lick his testicles. The rod trembled with a slimy, lewd pleasure.

“So that’s how it is. Then today, I really must fulfill all those kinky masochistic fantasies of yours. Next, I will give this gift to the piggy Irina.”

“Aah! No way. You can’t put that on me. To try and attach such an unsightly device to me, Irina Shirogane, is absolutely unforgivable, haa haa.”

Yuji picked up a small metal hook, which had been stored together with the piglet ear headband, and dangled it in front of Irina. While her words strongly denied it, her eyes were completely glazed with arousal. Ignoring such inviting rejection, Yuji hooked it onto Irina’s proudly high nose and gave a light tug.

“Ahii~!? My nose, Irina Shirogane’s nose is being pulled, oink oink, squashed like a piglet’s, nhooh~!”

With her nose deformed by the hook, ruining her proud beauty, Irina trembled violently from the immense humiliation. Gazing down at the pitiful moans of the disgraced Irina, Yuji pressed the tip of his increasingly firm rod against her flattened nose.

“You’ve become an even cuter piggy, Irina. Look, let me make you smell more of your favorite thing, the scent of dick, letting it fill your widened nostrils. I’ll smear plenty of pre-cum on it, making your aroused masochistic nose even more desperate.”

Yuji, with a cruel smile, looked down at the hooked Irina, pressing his precum-dripping tip against her deformed nose, intensifying the direct flow of the dense musky scent and the burning stickiness of the precum on her nasal membranes, making Irina roll her eyes back and moan in agony.

“Nhhyuaah~!? The scent of dick is flowing directly into my nostrils. My nose tingles, my head spins, and my brain is mushing up. I, only by Yuji-kun’s hand, ah, have been corrupted into a masochistic piggy!”

As a lady of the Shirogane family should never be subjected to such disgrace, tears welled up in Irina’s eyes. However, the perverse excitement of exposing her disgraceful pig face to Yuji, who adores it, only fueled her masochistic fervor further.

“Drooling with pleasure, you really are adorable, Irina. Just getting hooked by the nose and smelling dick has you all melty; you’re too easy. Now, let’s make you even more like a piggy, shall we add a tail?”

“Eek, treated like an easy piggy, a masochistic piggy being handled like this~ Only by you, Yuji-kun, pufah, to push such a thing into my butt~!”

Yuji lifted Irina’s dress, shifted her bright red underwear, and firmly pushed a small plug with a piglet tail attached into her twitching anus.

“Now, Irina is the perfect masochistic piglet from any angle. Look, my easily corrupted masochistic piggy, corrupted by master’s dick. Why don’t you greet cutely?”

“Nhufaah… Irina Shirogane is Yuji-kun’s piggy alone. Chuu. I’ll expose any disgraceful form you wish, chupa, chupa. Please keep doting on this hopelessly easy masochistic piggy forever. Puhiin.”

As Irina layered kisses on the tip, she sucked it lovingly and moistly. Then, rubbing her distorted nose, twisted by the hook, against the saliva and precum-covered tip, she oinked adorably like a piglet.

Acknowledging that she, born to serve, had been completely ensnared and charmed by this boy, offering herself wholly in body and soul. Overwhelmed with excitement and emotion, Yuji looked up at the ceiling, deeply touched by joy.

However, quickly resuming his role as her master, he gently stroked Irina’s small head, adorned with pig ears, while his tip tore through the lips offered to him.

“Of course, Irina. I’ll keep you and care for you forever and ever. Now, I’m giving you your favorite treat. You can savor it as much as you like.”

“Npnp, hmmm~ The dick has entered deeply. I’m eating up the dick, chupa chupa. Piggy Irina is gobbling up her beloved master’s dick full inside~ Npnp, puhpuhin!”

While tethered by the collar and her nose hung by a hook, Irina bobbed her head back and forth, swallowing the erection. With cute oinks, she savored the rich taste of meat, melting her cheeks and eyes in bliss as she worshipped the person she loved.

Yuji, too, indulged in the supreme pleasure her slick mouth provided, continuously caressing the head of his beloved pet lover. The very first lover born out of such a commotion. Yet, rather than feeling guilty about making his beloved kneel as a piggy, his desire to dominate blazed more intensely within him, stirring his passions ever more violently.

Yuji flicked the hook on Irina’s nose with his right hand, while with his left, he yanked down the front of the dress. Her breasts bounced out vigorously, causing Irina to blush momentarily. However, she shook her upper body, flaunting her breasts, and took the rod deeper into her throat with vigorous sucking.

“Kupokupo, my breasts are being seen. The dress I promised to show Yuji-kun is getting more and more lewd, chupo chupo. Tethered by a collar, with pig ears and a tail even. My nose is hung by a hook, ruining this perfect beauty while bare-breasted and sucking on my favorite dickk, showing it all to my beloved Yuji-kun! Such a sight might be disappointing, npuaah~”

“If those fiancé candidates from that party had seen Irina now, they would’ve been so appalled they might have called off the engagement immediately. But for me, kuuh… it thrills me to no end to see the 『Silver Fairy Queen』degrade herself so lewdly just for me. Ahh~!”

As his excitement became uncontrollable, Yuji also began to thrust his hips rhythmically with the oral pleasure, savoring the slimy sensation of the mucous membranes in the mouth. Looking up at Yuji losing himself like a beast, Irina, shamelessly stretching her upper lip further, provided an even richer oral service, delivering melting pleasure to him.

“Jupajupa, I’m so happy. Seeing me like this, puhii, and getting your dick all hard. Yuji-kun, you really are my greatest master. Irina Shirogane was born to be trained and loved by Yuji Sado. Puhaa~n!”

The more disgracefully she displayed herself, the more Yuji’s arousal grew, hardening his manhood. Irina, her masochistic nature unavoidably stimulated, grew more devoted, wanting to give her all. She lasciviously jiggled the beautiful breasts that spilled out from her dress and swung her adorned tail, turning even the ruin of her proud beauty into pleasure as she drowned in deep service.

Then, while keeping her mouth occupied with his member, Yuji slowly started moving by pulling on the collar. Irina, with her nose pitifully hung from the hook, staggered on all fours following Yuji’s lead.

Yuji moved in front of a large mirror that reflected their full bodies. The sight of the once-celebrated beauty of the party in her gorgeous red dress now marred by vulgar pig accessories was overwhelmingly humiliating and obscene. Confronted with her masochistic pig appearance in the mirror, Irina’s whole body flared up in crazy heat, shaking violently with immense shame.

“Npuahh, fuhii, puhiii~!? Me, looking so disgracefully like this! This is me. Tethered by the collar, fully embracing my role as a piggy, npupuu, happily devouring dick with a sloppy face. This is the true nature of the masochistic pig, Irina Shirogane, exclusively for Yuji-kun. Puhiiaa~!!”

“Kuuh~ Yes, this is your true face, Irina. For narcissistic Irina, this must be an intensely striking scene. Ah, I’m going to cum, Irina. I’ll splash my semen all over that cute piggy face of yours. Make sure you imprint it in your eyes.”

Stunned to a halt by the shocking pleasure, Irina stopped her service, and Yuji declared as he thrust his own shaft deeper into her mouth. The silhouette of his shaft starkly outlined on her smooth white cheek, he drove it in and out, bringing himself close to climax.

Then, Yuji pulled his member out from her lips with a 『jupojupojupo』sound and pressed the tip against her hooked and lifted nose. While witnessing her own high nose squashed like a piglet’s in the mirror sideways, Irina, with heavy drooping testicles in both hands, softly squeezed them, urging ejaculation.

“Puhiin, the twitching of the dk, it’s transmitting to my nose wah! The dk smell is so intense I’m getting dizzy. It’s making me cum just from the smell~!”

“To be unknowingly begging for ejaculation by ball-squeezing while your pig nose is being violated, really, Irina, you’re too adorable, the best masochistic pig. Ah, I’m going to cum, I’m going to splatter my semen on your nose~!”

Then, a vigorous ejaculation began into the nose holes hung by the nose hook, displayed to the degraded but exquisitely beautiful Irina. The massive load of thick, cloudy semen pumped into her small nostrils caused her to nearly suffocate with the sharp heat and pain burning her nasal mucosa, making her eyes tear up. But realizing that this intense outpouring was a testament of Yuji’s affection, even the pain transformed into pleasure. Irina turned her sensitive nasal lining into a sexual zone much like her vaginal folds, writhing in intense masochistic climax as she caught his ejaculation, breaking down her beauty.

“Coming from being ejaculated on the nose, truly, you are my adorable, easy masochistic pig. Ah, I’m going to splash my semen all over your face now! Use that mushy pig face to catch all your master’s semen. Make a plate with your hands under your chin to catch any spillage. Beg for it and cum wildly in a semen shower!”

“Npuahh, now my face is splattered with semen too! The semen on my nose sticks and doesn’t come off, tingling and making me climax again! My beautiful face is ruined, heehee, turned into a dish for facials. Irina Shirogane is Yuji-kun’s, puhii, facial masochistic pig lover, puhiin~ I’m climaxing!!”

As Irina openly displayed her beauty, catching the spilling semen with her hands formed into a dish, she reveled drunkenly in the perverse pleasure of being utterly defiled by the boy she loves. With semen dripping from her hooked nose, her tongue quivered red as she lasciviously extended it, her whole body shaking in climax as she moaned adorably yet disgracefully.

Even soaked in such humiliation, Irina shows no signs of dislike as she joyfully receives Yuji’s semen, her expression one of delight. Yuji, gripped by his own fierce desires, furiously masturbated, intent on leaving not a single drop inside, splattering his semen all over her face, utterly soiling her beauty.

Thus, Yuji thoroughly defiled his beloved with semen. After finishing, Yuji looked down at Irina with a contented sigh.

Despite her pride and beauty being muddled, Irina breathed hotly from her lifted nose, showing a happy face as she rubbed her cheek against the spent member. Her tongue, hanging out in climax, lay limply on the semen-filled dish she made with her hands, obliviously squishing around in the indecent mess.

“Wow, what a face you’ve made, Irina. Such a semen-covered pig face, it’s not something anyone else can see.”

“Puhiin. It’s okay if only Yuji-kun sees me… After all, I am only Yuji-kun’s masochistic pig slave, lover. Sniff sniff… Ahh. There’s still semen left on the tip. Make sure you give it all to me… fuggu, hyugun.”

As Irina rubbed her nose still hung by the hook against the urethral opening with lingering residues, she exhaled indecently with her lascivious moans.

Yuji, while gently stroking her head with his palm, softly whispered in her ear.

“Look in the mirror, Irina. My cutest masochistic pig lover is reflecting such a happy face.”

Encouraged by Yuji, Irina rubbed her nose against the glans while shifting her gaze sideways. Reflected in the mirror was an incredibly lewd, disgraceful yet blissful face of a female. It was the figure of Irina’s aspirations ever since she met Yuji.

“Npuah…what a face I have. Covered in semen, my nose squashed by a dick. I am a pig… the beloved masochistic slave of my beloved master, Yuji-kun, the happiest, most disgraceful, love-drenched masochistic pig… Puhiin, I’m climaxing, too happy to handle!”

Merely gazing at her own happiness-soaked yet disgraced face easily swept Irina into a fierce climax. Her eyes rolled back, her tongue twitched, and as she climaxed, she breathed hotly from her suspended nose.

As Irina squirted climactic tides from her secret slit, soiling her sexy red underwear shamelessly, Yuji watched her climax face with delight, gently caressing her elegantly semen-streaked silver hair.

“Just looking at yourself turned into a pig and climaxing… You really have always wanted this to happen, haven’t you, Irina? I’m so glad I met you. Because I could make you this happy…”

Yuji murmured, then pulled Irina’s head closer with both hands, and softly blocked her nose with his testicles, suffusing her with the steamy, intense scent of flesh and semen. Irina, with her nostrils sinfully invaded by the overwhelming odor, let her rolled-back eyes tremble in ecstatic abandon as she continued to drown in perverted climax.

***

“Naaah… To think that I, in such a disgraceful state, reduced to just a piece of meat unable to move. Haan!”

Suspended by ropes dangling from the ceiling, Irina, bound and unable to escape, lets out a tantalizing sigh despite the pain and humiliation soaking through her. What awaited Irina next, still intoxicated by the climax of soiling her beauty, was an even more intense humiliation.

Yuji lifted Irina’s dress, removing her soaked underwear. He then tightly bound her breasts and buttocks with rope, cinching them out.

The bound Irina was rolled onto the floor, placed in a shrimp-bend position, with her red-gloved hands and high-heeled feet tied together at the back, binding her completely. Yuji then hung Irina from a ceiling hook using a pulley system, lifting her to just about his waist height—a mere few feet off the ground where she was completely immobilized.

As he observed his own pitiful reflection in the mirror, Yuji slapped her exposed buttocks with an open hand. He then placed the panties, soaked with her love fluids and now stripped from her, over Irina’s face.

“Nhyuooh~!? To cover this beautiful face with panties!”

“With pig ears and stained panties covering your face, you look supremely disgraceful, Irina. Here, I’ll put the nose hook back on you too. Bound and suspended, you can’t escape, can you? Irina has completely become my plaything, a sexual tool at my disposal.”

While patting the reddened skin exposed by the rope, Yuji reattached the nose hook over the panty-covered face, securing it in place. Overwhelmed by such humiliation, Irina looked upwards, twitching in agony. Yuji slapped his engorged member against her beautiful face and rubbed the glans against her suspended nose.

“Hyumah~ I’m just a tool. This Irina Shirogane, merely a toy to be played with by Yuji-kun, just a piece of meat. Nhaa~!”

“Being slapped with a dick and having your nose crushed like a pig, yet gasping happily. You really are a perverted masochistic pig, Irina. Dripping drool from your pussy while your tongue hangs out limply… Seeing that face just makes me want to torment you endlessly. Hey, Irina. Can I mess you up as much as I like, in any way I want?”

As Yuji asked this, his eyes bloodshot with lust, Irina’s gaze fluttered and she breathed sloppily, but Yuji’s hand stroking her silver hair adorned with pig ears felt endlessly gentle and warm despite the situation.

Comforted by his warmth, Irina trembled pleasantly, tilting her head, adorned with a red collar, and kissed the tip of Yuji’s dick.

“Fuahn, please, torment me. Irina Shirogane exists solely for Yuji Sado, as a masochistic pig slave. You can use me, violate me, mess me up as much as you like. I feel everything with you, Yuji-kun, because I’m an easy pig. So… enjoy me, all of me, however you like. Chu.”

Even though she was to be treated as mere flesh from now on, discarding all pride and status, Irina smiled blissfully. Receiving such a submissive kiss from Irina, Yuji’s member swelled with intense heat. He moved around to her rear, showing Irina her pitifully suspended form in the mirror as he positioned the tip of his manhood against her dripping wet pussy.

“Thank you, Irina. Then, I’ll use you. My personal masochistic flesh fleshlight. Here it goes!!”

“Ahiieein~!? Your dick, it’s too deep, suddenly going deep inside? Nwoooh, I’m coming, I’m coming!! With just one thrust, Irina’s masochistic pussy comes, the easy pussy comes!!”

Bound and disgracefully suspended, her vulnerable body was evidently in heat beyond control. Just one harsh thrust into her cervix by the tip, and Irina was pushed to climax in an instant.

Gushing copious fluids, her entire hole clenched tightly around the shaft, creating a sublime honey trap. Yuji, drunk on supreme pleasure, satisfiedly watched Irina’s climax face in the mirror as he firmly grasped her slender waist and swung his hips vigorously, fiercely churning the climaxing pussy.

“Kuahh~! Irina’s climaxing pussy is clenching so tightly, it’s the best. You’re drooling and trembling all over, feeling incredible even as you’re being raped in such a pose. But we’re far from done yet. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy tormenting Irina’s easily pleased masochistic hole. Here, take it, take it!”

“Ahiin, Kyahiin! Every thrust makes my body sway, Naaah, my womb is getting crushed by your dick, I’m tingling all over! Ahn, Ahn, Hiaah~!”

As Yuji thrusts vigorously from behind, the force propels Irina’s restrained body forward. However, her suspended body is pulled back like a pendulum, clashing again with Yuji’s thrusts, doubling the impact deep inside her. With each thrust, explosive pleasure hammers into her sensitive depths, and Irina moans like a beast in heat.

To the backdrop of Irina’s beastly moans, Yuji immerses himself in deep, intense thrusting. Each penetration brings supreme pleasure due to the intense contractions of her vaginal walls, further driving his primal desires and making his hip movements more dynamic.

Soon, Yuji’s hands, which had been gripping Irina’s waist, move to her contorted breasts. Continuing the forceful thrusting, he squeezes her breasts hard.

“Higyuuu~! My breasts are being crushed. While my pussy is pounded relentlessly, my breasts are being mercilessly milked too! Hiaah~!”

“Squeezing your downward-pointing breasts like this, it’s like milking a cow. No milk comes out, but every time I squeeze, your pussy clenches tightly. Milking your breasts makes your pussy tighten – truly, you have the perfect masochistic body. Come on, you want that creampie, don’t you? I’ll torment you plenty, so clench that fleshlight pussy and beg for my semen milk.”

“Hiyii, ahiin~! My breasts are tingling and numb from being squeezed too hard. My pussy keeps clenching, kyahi, it clings to your dick and begs for semen. Despite being raped so messily, Ahh, my masochistic pussy is delighted and keeps tightening, I’m feeling too much~!”

The more roughly she’s handled, the more Irina feels the joy of masochism. After releasing her breasts, Yuji starts slapping her exposed buttocks repeatedly.

Her buttocks turn bright red, the pig tail swaying pitifully. The hot, throbbing flesh of her buttocks spreads an erotic ache throughout her body, and Irina gasps lasciviously in a high-pitched voice.

“Kyahin, Hahin! My ass is being spanked, being pounded and spanked at the same time. Even though it’s being spanked, it feels so good, my ass is throbbing hot~!”

“If spanking makes you happy too, there’s no way to punish masochistic Irina, is there? Well, how about this then?”

Yuji starts a new form of torment for Irina, who transforms any attack into pleasure: he stops moving while deeply embedded inside her. This edging is the most tormenting punishment for Irina.

“Naaaah… Noo… Don’t stop. Please move, Yuji-kun. Torment me in any way, just don’t leave me alone~”

Irina, with a tearful voice, starts wriggling her suspended body restlessly. The ropes bite into her skin, and her body cries out under the strain of gravity. Yet, she continues to squirm desperately seeking Yuji.

“Higyuuu~! The ropes are biting into me, my body is coming apart~. But, nkuahh, if it means being tormented by Yuji-kun, my master… I’ll tighten my pussy, my fleshlight pussy, keep moving~”

Desperately, Irina writhes and struggles, causing the rope suspending her to start moving back and forth. Though slight, her restrained body begins to sway like a pendulum again. The movement allows her vaginal walls to intermittently expel and swallow the dick. The friction against the vaginal walls with each sway fills Irina with overwhelming pleasure.

Watching Irina’s desperate attempts, Yuji’s heart warms with affection. Despite being completely immobilized, her eagerness to wriggle even slightly to achieve pleasure and her dedication to providing pleasure to Yuji is profoundly touching.

Unable to contain his excitement any longer, Yuji wrapped his arms firmly around Irina’s waist, pulled his hips back for a moment, and then thrust forward violently, striking deep into her vaginal depths with a forceful push.

“Hagyuuu~!? I’m coming~~! It’s here, Yuji-kun’s dick, it’s come! I’m so happy, Haah, my pussy is squirting~”

“Really now, even though you can’t move at all, you’re still trying so hard to shake your body, becoming a fully automatic fleshlight. I thought about teasing you by holding off, but I changed my mind. It’s much more fun to ruthlessly torment my selfish, horny masochistic pig Irina, making her moan and gasp. There, there!”

“Haahyii~! Here comes another intense rape! Yes, I am selfish. Even as a masochistic slave, I beg to be tormented. Rather than endure a tease, I’d rather be punished and keep begging. Even this pathetic me, Ahh, will you keep me and torment me, Yuji-kun?”

As Irina looked over at Yuji through the mirror, tears welling up in her eyes, she reflected on her born nature as a selfish queen who, despite everything, cannot help but seek the joy of submission—a troublesome fetish in his beloved beautiful girl. Rather than breaking Irina’s spirit and training her to be submissive, Yuji must intoxicate her with perverse pleasure while maintaining her queenly nature. In a sense, as her master, Yuji has become her servant.

But for Yuji, being able to be that for Irina filled him with joy. He wants to continue to serve as her master, continually offering “punishments” to this beloved masochistic slave. Filled with fervent emotions, Yuji hugged Irina’s suspended body from behind and relentlessly hammered his glans into her again and again.

“Of course! Only I can satisfy such a hopelessly selfish masochistic slave like Irina. I will keep you, torment you, and let you drown in the happiest masochistic climaxes forever. The more I thrust, the tighter you clench!”

“Nhaaah~! It’s too wonderful, Ahn Ahn, too much happiness~! I’m so glad I met you, Haah, you are my greatest, my only master, Nhaahin~! I’m coming, I’m coming! With continuous rape from behind, Irina’s masochistic pussy becomes non-stop climaxing, Nhaaah~!”

Yuji’s words warmly enveloped Irina’s heart, filling her entire bound body with a melting sense of bliss. Her greedy body, unable to hold back any longer, exploded in climax with every thrust, abandoning all nobility and pride to voraciously devour pleasure like a beast.

Irina’s vaginal folds became increasingly wet and slitheringly nimble, desperately contracting and writhing to beg for ejaculation. The continuous overwhelming pleasure caused Yuji too to tremble, yet he continued to thrust vigorously to satisfy the woman he loves.

But eventually, his endurance reached its limit, and an overwhelming urge to ejaculate raced down Yuji’s spine. As he continued the fierce pistoning, he grabbed Irina’s chin with his right hand and made sure she looked directly into the mirror.

“Look, Irina. Watch carefully. That’s the true face of masochistic slave Irina. Wearing stained panties on your head, nose hooked, your luxurious dress ruined by pig accessories while being tightly bound and disgracefully suspended. But what kind of face does Irina have now?”

As he asked this while relentlessly ravaging her pussy, Irina once again gazed at her own reflection. There, stripped of all ladylike beauty, pride, and dignity, was just a miserable female. Yet that face was filled with an unprecedented level of happiness and joy.

“Hiyahh~. What a happily looking me~! Covered in shame, reduced to mere flesh, but wearing such a blissful, albeit disgraceful, smile~! Nhaaah, Ahhaah~! It’s amazing, something amazing is coming! Despite climaxing over and over, an even more incredible orgasm is on its way. In front of my beloved Yuji-kun, I’m hitting the ultimate masochistic climax~!”

As Irina confirmed just how enveloped in joy and happiness she was, she felt an immense climax swelling within, shaking her body vigorously.

Irina’s pussy continued to clench intensely, craving the ultimate climax. As she begged for ejaculation, her vaginal folds kneaded the shaft, the entire uterus descending slightly to catch the impending ejaculation more deeply.

Feeling through the vaginal folds that Irina’s body was fully ready, Yuji pulled her body close with all his might, preparing for their ultimate climax together. The pressure built up in his member as he drove it deeper and deeper into her, with the head forcing its way through the cervix and deeply embedding itself.

“Uwaaah! Irina, I’m coming, we’re coming together! I’m going to flood your womb with my semen. Show me your ultimate drooling climax while you bathe in my semen at your deepest spot!”

“Higyuuuu!! Your dk is too deep, my womb is completely locked! If you come inside now, not just my womb but also my head, my face, everything will melt, become a mess! Nhiiaah, but it’s okay, Yuji-kun, ruin me. Swallow this Shiragane Irina in a messy masochistic climax, make my face drool with your dk, make me come hard!”

Completely aimed by Yuji’s member, her womb, far from resisting, seemed to welcome him, offering its most vulnerable part to the head.

With Irina’s pleas for ejaculation filling his ears, the entire vaginal canal tightened around his shaft, milking him from base to tip. The erotic milking sent shivers up his urethra, and the intense suction of the cervix on the head was the final straw, leading to a blindingly intense climax deep inside her.

“Kuuaah! It’s coming, my semen is pouring into Irina’s pussy, into her womb!”

“Dobyudobyu, Bubyubyu, Byubabyuba!”

“Ohiyiiii! The semen is flowing, pouring into my pussy, flooding my womb! Nhooh, I’m climaxing, my pussy is climaxing, I can’t stop coming! Irina’s easy masochistic pussy is non-stop climaxing!”

As her white throat strained back and her restrained body convulsed in an intense climax that seemed to burn her insides, Irina let out a high-pitched scream.

The intense release moved Irina’s suspended body forward, but Yuji pulled her back, refusing to let go, embedding his head deeper into her, repeatedly ejaculating and scorching her womb with his seed.

“Ahiyii! Your dick is so deep, I can’t escape! Exploding again and again, my pussy is getting messed up. My belly’s getting hot and heavy. I’m being turned into a vessel for your semen, Ahiyiiin!”

“Kuaah! The semen won’t stop, it keeps coming. My pussy keeps sucking and sucking, it’s too much pleasure, my dk can’t stop coming! I’m the one who can’t escape, Irina’s eating my dk, her masochistic pussy is devouring it!”

Yuji, overwhelmed by a continuous wave of overpowering pleasure, clung to Irina, his hips buckling, as he continued to twist his member deep inside her, relentlessly spilling more semen.

“Nhaah, hiaah. My pussy is endlessly climaxing. My womb is swollen with semen, overflowing, and I don’t want to waste it, hiaah! My creampie pussy is coming again!”

“Kuhaah. Irina’s masochistic pussy is too greedy. It keeps sucking and sucking at the ejaculating dick, swallowing relentlessly. At this rate, I might be the one being trained by the masochistic dk!”

Despite ejaculating so much that his member should have wilted, it showed no signs of tiring, continually violated by Irina’s contracting vaginal flesh, which seemed to dissolve into a delusion of murkiness. Staring dumbfounded at Yuji’s face in the mirror behind her, Irina saw the usually sharp-eyed Yuji desperately clinging to her buttocks, drowning in pleasure and tightly shutting his eyes.

Seeing such an expression, perhaps a dominant emotion stirred within her. Irina intensified the contraction of her semen-filled vaginal canal even more lewdly, delivering further pleasure up the shaft and dominating Yuji in return.

Amidst uncontrollable excitement, Yuji tightened his grip around Irina’s waist, drawing her close. With a powerful pull, he thrust forward, penetrating deeply into her, forcing his way through to her cervix with a forceful plunge.

“Uwaaah! Irina, I’m coming, we’re coming together! I’m going to flood your womb with my semen. Show me your ultimate drooling climax as you bathe in my semen at the deepest spot!”

Overwhelmed by the piercing pleasure, Irina’s eyes widened, and her tongue shot out as she climaxed, her voice drowning out any previous pretense of control.

Yuji, firmly grasping Irina’s chin with his right hand, continued to tease the convulsing depths of her vagina with his glans, leaning close to whisper in her ear.

“I’ll pass on that offer. To let Irina, who’s writhing with such an indecent face, act as the master, that would be too cruel. Look, Irina. Wearing panties on your face, hooked by the nose, eyes rolling back and tongue hanging out—do you think someone who turns into a drooling mess so easily could really act as a master?”

Prompted by Yuji, Irina looked at her own face in the mirror. Reflected there was a figure far more lost in ecstasy than Yuji, a hopelessly lascivious creature laid bare in the throes of pleasure.

The realization of her own masochistic nature sent a jolt of sadistic thrill through Irina’s body. As her vaginal folds clung tightly again to the shaft, she shook her head from side to side, panting heavily, drooling, and convulsing in agony.

“Nhyuaah, puhiin! Impossible, impossible. After all, in front of Yuji-kun, I am such a disgraceful, masochistic sow! I got carried away, I’m sorry. Don’t be mad. Or rather, it’s okay to be mad, scold me. Scold this cheeky masochistic pussy, thoroughly chastise this insolent masochistic pig with your dick, and keep punishing me with rape!”

Irina herself began to thrash violently, her body begging for punishment, trying to thrust her deep interior against Yuji’s glans. Clearly, the role of a masochistic slave suited Irina best. Yuji alone knew this fact, relishing the joy and superiority of being the sole possessor of Irina’s secrets.

“Fugyuu~! My neck is tightening, I’m getting dizzy. But the dick is so deep in my womb, it feels good~. The punishment is amazing, becoming stupid from rape!”

“Kuuuh, your semen-drenched pussy is clenching non-stop. I feel like I’m going to come again, just squeezed out but still being milked! I’m coming, Irina, I’m pouring semen into you. Despite being a masochistic slave, I love it when you get carried away or go wild. I’ll keep punishing you as many times as needed, so just keep climaxing to your heart’s content!”

Irina, overwhelmed by the waves of climax, continued to convulse vigorously. Despite the intensity of the restraint, Yuji maintained a gentle hold around her neck, ensuring she wouldn’t suffocate as he held her immobile and drove his shaft deeply into her, spilling hot, searing torrents of semen once more.

Dobyudobyu, Byurururu, Byugbyugbyug!

“Nhyuooo~!? Ohihhohih, Hyugyiiin~! The creampie semen is bursting inside, flooding my womb! My head is filled with climax, puhii, it’s spinning~! I’m climaxing, I can’t stop coming, my pussy and womb are too easy, I’m making a terrible face, a face that only Yuji-kun should see, a sow face. Puhipuhi, I’m coming again, drowning in drooling climax~!”

Even in the face of her own degraded climax, reflected in the mirror was a creature of pleasure melted down and broken by bliss. Yet the vision of this ultimate masochistic climax face only fueled Yuji’s arousal further.

“Kuuaah! Irina’s drooling climax face is too erotic! Only I get to see Irina’s face like this, only I can make her come apart this easily. Uwah, I’m still coming, my dick won’t soften, it’s still rock hard and won’t settle down. I’ll do more, much more. I’ll make Irina a complete mess, drown her deeper in the ultimate masochistic climaxes. Kuhaaah~!”

Yuji, with a look of intense gratitude, continued to gaze into Irina’s face. Despite having already ceased ejaculation, he was still thrusting into her clouded and overflowing core with his engorged length, making squelching noises as he did so.

Despite exposing such a disgraceful and pitiful face, she still accepted him—more than that, she continued to love him, even finding joy in it. As her mind melted in climax, Irina too was moved, feeling a tingling sensation in her heart. Realizing there was no longer any need for pretenses, Irina laid bare her entire self, moaning and writhing in Yuji’s arms indefinitely.

How much time had passed since then? Yuji, who had ejaculated countless times, was now overwhelmed with a profound sense of fatigue, staring blankly at Irina, who was still suspended from the ceiling.

Irina’s core was left agape from the excessive thrusting, the copious amounts of clouded fluid poured into her spilling messily, forming a large pool on the floor. Whether from continued climaxes or complete exhaustion, Irina’s neck had slackened, her mouth open with her tongue lolling out, dripping saliva lasciviously.

“Ugh… I’m still dizzy… Irina-senpai, are you okay? It must hurt. Shall we take you down?”

Sometime during the ordeal, Yuji had reverted from addressing her informally back to his usual way of speaking. Even in the daze of his post-ejaculatory trance, he managed to speak to Irina. Slowly lifting her head, Irina, with her face melted into an excessively troubled expression of pleasure that wouldn’t return to normal, shook her head weakly from side to side.

“No… I want to stay like this for a bit longer… The lingering pain that envelops my body feels like proof that Yuji-kun loves me… I’m incredibly happy right now. I want to stay enveloped in this happiness, intoxicated… Is that strange?”

Irina asked with a distant look in her eyes, to which Yuji slowly shook his head, placing his right hand on her cheek.

“It’s not strange at all. It’s very like you, Irina-senpai… hopelessly masochistic, selfish, but irresistibly charming… my Irina alone. You’re adorable… Chu.”

Gazing fondly at the blissful, melting face of Irina, Yuji pressed his lips to hers. Irina, already overwhelmed by a sense of lethargy that made even moving a fingertip an effort, found Yuji’s lips warm, and she responded by sweetly sucking back with a chupa, chupa.

“Hehe… Chupa. You’re probably the only one in the world who would find me charming like this. That tingling sensation that ran through my body when you first looked at me… I can’t believe it myself, but in front of you, I just become hopelessly easy. It turns out you’re indeed the only one suited to be my master. My eyes weren’t mistaken… Muchuuchuu.”

Being praised so highly by such a beautiful girl was ticklish to Yuji. As he intertwined his tongue with Irina’s saliva-coated, drooping tongue, Yuji pulled her suspended body close with a hug.

“Does that mean you fell for me at first sight? You really are easy… just kidding, haha. I’m surprised too. If I hadn’t met you, Irina-senpai, I never would have realized I had such inclinations. You’ll have to take responsibility for that from now on.”

“Oh, that’s a heavy responsibility. Just as you sought me, Yuji-kun, you wouldn’t have discovered your true self if you hadn’t met this Shirogane Irina. I understand. From now on, unleash your beastly desires on me to your heart’s content. I’ll take responsibility and accept everything!”

“So, you just want to be tormented more, Irina-senpai?”

“Ufufu. That’s one way to put it. I look forward to more, my dear master. Chu.”

Irina said with a mischievous smile, giving Yuji a kiss on the cheek.

From now on, Yuji would continue to be tossed about by this masochistic and selfish young lady. But that too, surely, was a happiness that only Yuji could experience in the whole world.

Holding the bound Irina tightly, Yuji felt profoundly grateful for this miracle that had brought them together, perfectly complementing each other’s deficiencies.