Volume 3 - CH 4

My mind gradually went blank as the minister’s daughter licked my left nipple.

The way she moved her tongue and applied her saliva was a bit immature, showing that she was still growing, but the licking itself was extremely regal, creating a new sensation I had never tasted before.

Unable to offer any resistance, the young lady’s right hand was now about to reach my cock at any moment.

It’s over.

I almost thought so, but just before I gave in, I saw the head of the young lady just below me. Judging the distance, my mouth could reach the small ear next to the vertical roll part of her hair, though it was just barely.

With the last of my strength, I gently blow into that ear.

“Hyah!”

The minister’s daughter sighed and removed her mouth from the left nipple.

I got her.

Immediately, I flicked her golden hair away with my tongue and took the protruding cartilage above her earlobe into my mouth.

The smell of shampoo from her head of hair hit my nose.

“Aahhh, nnh… just what are you doing?”

The young lady said this, but her shoulders were hunched, and she was breathing hard.

It seems that as long as I give her sexual sensation, she won’t be able to touch me.

My upper body was restrained, but my lower body is not.

So I stretched my unrestrained right leg into her short-pleated skirt as if to push her away.

“Hey, you! Stop that!”

But the bully girl behind caught me off-guard.

As her long, supple legs swung around to entwine my legs from behind, and just like that, I also lost the freedom of my lower body. If yo u ar e able to re ad th is mess age, you are r ea ding from an unau th ori zed agg regat e s ite. Rea d at my Wo rdPress at stabb ing with a syr inge. ho me. blog to su pp ort me and my trans latio ns.

As expected of an inheritor of a dojo, she is an expert in grappling arts.

But if I don’t keep tickling her ears, the young lady will eventually resume her torture of me.

The situation is still not good.

I analyzed the situation.

First of all, the bully girl keeps my body from moving, which is fatal.

My arms are restrained at the sides, but from the elbows down, they are free.

Let’s do what we can do in the meantime.

I stretched my arms back as far as they would go and grabbed the bully’s buttocks.

It was small, but it was firm and plump.

“You, What are you doing?!”

The bully girl headbutts me in the back of the head.

The impact was heavy and dull.

“Guhh…”

I grunted and almost lost consciousness, but I was desperate. I managed to keep my composure.

But if I get headbutted again, I’m sure I’ll pass out.

This time I groped my way up the bully girl’s skirt, patting her buttocks with my crawling hand. The texture of her cotton underwear was running through my fingers.

“Nn… ohhh. H-hey… stop it!”

No headbutt came.

Instead, the bully’s slightly raspy breath blew into my ear.

Her butt twitches and the restraints on her legs and arms weaken slightly.

This might be a good chance at first, but if I try to break free of the restraints here, she will surely come to her senses.

So I dared to maintain the status quo and continued stroking her ass.

However, thanks to the bully girl’s restraints loosening, my overall range of movement were widened.

After confirming this, I moved my mouth to the thin, white neck of the young lady on the other side.

I stimulated her by sucking along to where the artery was located, reaching up to her collarbone, which was sticking out lickety-split from the neck of her sailor uniform.

“Mm, ahh, To think that I will be the one to get assaulted and not the other way around…”

Is she not used to being assaulted?

I see. so that’s what it is.

As if to support my evidence, her narrow shoulders were shaking, and she was drooling sloppily from her mouth.

Next, leaving my left hand on the bully’s buttocks, I extended my right hand to the young lady’s sailor uniform, then pulled the navy blue ribbon with a tug. After that, I undid the fasteners on her chest and underarms.

However, although the force has lessened, my arms cannot go up when they are held at the sides.

I have no choice but to bite the remaining between my teeth and pull it off with my neck muscles.

“Eeh, eeehh? Are you gonna… take it off?”

The young lady was perplexed, but she raised her arms to cooperate.

Underneath her sailor uniform was a pink bra that encased her large, bowl-shaped breasts, which were hard to imagine from her childish face.

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If I let my guard down, I would return to my bad situation.

I let my left hand, which had been stroking the bully girl’s ass, move to her back and unhook her bra by feeling it over her sailor uniform.

I twisted my upper body and neck back as far as I could, making the bully’s face so close to mine that her chestnut hair was touching my cheek.

I moved my mouth up to suck on her cheeky, pouting lips.

“Hey… don’t fool-…”

Did she want to say, “Don’t fool around with me?”

But before that happened, I sealed her with my lips.

Because she has those protruding lips, it felt really good to kiss her.

The law that a kiss makes a girl more docile is still in effect, and the bullied girl’s feisty eyes with her long eyelashes are becoming less powerful by the minute.

However, if I only cared about the bully girl, the young lady would start to torture me again with my nipples.

The situation still does not allow me to be careless.

While I kissed the bully girl, I undid the hook of the minister’s daughter’s light pink bra with my right hand, stroking the line from her waist to her back.

I looked at her sideways and rolled up her bra, and her soft tits swayed.

Chuup, chuurup, cuupu, chuup. Since the bully girl and I were already entwined with our tongues, it would be too bad if I stopped here, so I dipped my left and right index fingers in the saliva that was leaking from there and then reached them out toward the young lady’s breasts.

These saliva-covered index fingers then stimulated the nipples, and the entire palm of my hand stimulated the entire tits.

The eyes of the minister’s daughter are already in ecstasy.

Indicating it is not good to just kiss the bully girl forever.

Next, I put my mouth on the minister’s daughter’s nipples and put my right hand inside the bully girl’s sailor uniform.

The bully girl’s bra hooks were already undone, so I just took her bra out of her sailor uniform and grabbed her tits.

They are not big, but they are not small either.

The bully girl’s tits had a solid base of muscles, the small nipples pointed upward with a definite will, and most importantly, they were elastic.

I positioned my thumbs and little fingers in a Y hand sign then placed them on the left and right nipples of the bully girl, poking and stimulating them alternately.

Because I was doing this while she’s on my back, my spine felt strained.

With my left hand which was left hanging, I roll up the minister’s daughter’s skirt, and then I creep my index finger over her light pink underwear up to the second fingerjoint so that it rests on her clitoris.

“Haaa, haaa, mmm, aahh, aahh… haaa, haaa.”

The pleasure of the clitoris seemed to feel good as it merged with the sensations of all the important parts of her body.

Around this point, the side restraints by the bully girl became much looser. But for some reason, the leg restraints only became tighter as time went on.