53. First Climax
“Maybe you’ll even cum just from this?”
The woman kept teasing Rena’s ears, clearly enjoying her reactions. However, as Rena’s responses gradually weakened, the woman stopped touching them.
“As expected, doing the same spot over and over gets boring. Now then, where should I touch next?”
The woman’s voice, which had been behind her, suddenly came from the right. The sound of someone walking around Rena could be heard, but the footsteps were deliberately soft enough not to wake the sleeping person.
“Still… what a slender body. I can’t believe a body like this managed to defeat that demihuman…”
Rena felt the woman’s voice slightly closer than before and braced herself for the touch. She had no idea where the woman’s hand would land until it actually made contact.
The woman had just been commenting on Rena’s body. The mention of “slender” likely referred to her arms or stomach, so Rena focused her awareness on those areas.
“Nnngh!!”
Despite Rena’s careful preparation, the woman flicked her nipple as if reading her mind. Even through her clothes, the woman accurately struck Rena’s nipple.
Rena hadn’t realized it because she couldn’t see, but the earlier ear torment, the restraints, and the blindfolded situation had left her body highly aroused. Her heart rate was elevated, and even the slightest stimulation was turning into pleasure. Her body had become extremely sensitive.
Because her nipples had stiffened enough to be visible through her clothes, the woman could easily flick them.
“You thought I was going to touch your stomach, didn’t you? That’s the trick—when you focus your mind on one place, touching somewhere else completely breaks you. Next is… here, maybe?”
Rena sensed the woman’s hand approaching again. This time, she had no idea where it would go. At best, she guessed the woman might flick her right nipple after doing the left one earlier.
But that felt too obvious. It could be her arm, her stomach, her ear again, or the same spot. Rena tried to spread her awareness across her entire body, preparing for the next instant.
“Right here.”
“Nnnaaah!!”
The woman flicked the exact same left nipple again. This time, Rena’s body jolted from the stimulation, causing the chair to creak loudly.
“There, there. It’s only going to get more intense…”
After that, the woman touched, grabbed, and stimulated every part of Rena’s body. None of it was strong enough to cause real pain—it was all calibrated for caressing and teasing. There was no suffering from pain, but the constant tension and intermittent waves of pleasure began to unravel Rena’s mind.
Only about five minutes had passed, but to the blindfolded Rena, it felt as long as an hour.
“This is my first time tormenting a girl like you, but it’s surprisingly enjoyable.”
The woman slipped both hands under Rena’s clothes. Using all her fingers from index to pinky, she spread her hands open and moved them left and right across Rena’s nipples. Each swollen nipple kept getting caught and flicked by the passing fingers.
Drooling and breathing raggedly, Rena could do nothing but endure the pleasure.
“Let me teach you something good. Men love watching women writhe in ecstasy. So while enduring is fine, sometimes it’s easier to just honestly surrender your body to the pleasure.”
With those words, the woman grabbed both of Rena’s nipples and pinched them hard—hard enough for Rena to feel real pain for the first time.
The sudden intense stimulation, combined with the prolonged teasing, pushed Rena over the edge.
She experienced her first climax.
“Nnnnnngh!!!”
Rena’s entire body—from the top of her head to the tips of her toes—went rigid. After confirming her muscles had relaxed again, the woman removed her hands from Rena’s nipples and resumed the gentle stimulation.
“So you don’t have to struggle too much, I’ll prepare you a little so men will enjoy you. Try not to end up like me…”
The woman’s voice was surprisingly gentle, almost carrying a hint of maternal affection. But Rena, who had just experienced her first orgasm, had no mental capacity to process any of that.
The woman spoke as if she intended to train Rena’s nipples from now on, but they were already far more sensitive to pleasure than those of an average woman. This was the result of Inro’s caresses during her time as a slave in the prison, combined with the mysterious woman’s torment just now.
While Inro’s touch had tormented Rena, the woman before her was on another level entirely.
Her actions constantly went against Rena’s expectations, and her caresses precisely targeted weaknesses with uncanny accuracy. The body the woman thought was still underdeveloped was, in fact, almost completely shaped into one that would please men.
As proof, Rena’s nipples were harder than they had ever been, and a wet stain had formed on her panties. While wondering when it would end, Rena also found herself slightly anticipating what greater pleasure might come next.
Creak
A sound like something creaking echoed through the room for a moment. It sounded like the chair Rena was sitting on, or perhaps Takuma’s bed. In truth, it was the sound of Takuma’s bed creaking.
Normally it would have been an insignificant noise, but the woman did not miss it.
“That’s enough for today.”
With that, she withdrew her hands from inside Rena’s clothes and quietly left Takuma’s room.
A few seconds later, Takuma slowly woke up. Rubbing his eyes, he swung his legs off the bed and stood up.
“W-whoa, there’s a chair here… Wait, Rena?!?!”
In his blurry vision, he spotted Rena slumped limply in the chair. Takuma reached out toward her.
“H-hey, Rena. What’s wrong? Rena!?”
Takuma desperately called out to her, but after the continuous caresses and the prolonged tension from the ropes binding her body, Rena had lost consciousness without realizing it.
From Takuma’s perspective, the girl who shouldn’t have been there was sitting tied to a chair in the middle of his room, apparently asleep. Just trying to comprehend the reality in front of him was already overwhelming.