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Ai was seething. She kept her arms and legs crossed and glared daggers at the chalkboard.
“DETENTION” it read in big loopy letters.
Its just me here, its not like they need to write it on the board, she thought.
Keeping her legs crossed in this desk and chair was beginning to hurt her legs, but Ai didn't care. Her offense and disgust at being put here like a little kid in time-out would be known.
This is a place for delinquents and slackers, not for me, she bitterly thought over and over again. The real reason I'm here is because Miss Konno can't admit I'm smarter than her.
As if on cue, the very teacher that put her here today walked back into the near empty classroom.
Now Ai glared daggers at her and the chalkboard.
Miss Konno, not looking the student in the eye, turned toward the chalkboard and began writing on it. Ai couldn't be bothered to care what.
Miss Konno spoke. “Alright Miss Mizuno. While you're here, you're welcome to work on assignments or read any books you have. You are not to speak unless you need something from me.”
Ai didn't acknowledge her, instead using this moment of quiet to let her eyes roam all over the backside of the young teacher. For an insufferable dummy, she has a nice ass, Ai could admit to herself.
Her moment of enjoyment was cut short as Miss Konno moved the clipboard held in her other hand to cover up her rear end. Ai let her resentment for this teacher take over again.
After only a few minutes of nothing but the sound of chalk and a ticking clock, Ai couldn't bite her tongue anymore.
“I should be at dance practice right now,” Ai grumbled. “I wouldn't be on track to valedictorian if I spent all my evenings wasting time like this.”
Miss Konno didn't react.
Ai huffed a sigh of frustration. “How does it feel knowing the only way you can exercise any power over me is by putting me in detention, Miss Konno?”
For a second, Ai thought she saw Miss Konno grip the chalk in her hand tight enough to snap it in two. But not quite.
“Got nothing to say to me now, Miss Konno?” Ai couldn't stop herself from smirking.
“You're here, Miss Mizuno, because of your continued insistence on disrupting my lesson plans to debate me in class,” Miss Konno said while keeping her voice level.
Yes, Ai thought, pleased that she could get a rise out of the meek teacher. “Is it wrong to question the person who's supposed to be teaching me when they're wrong all the time?”
Miss Konno stopped writing and set her chalk down. “Do you speak to all your seniors this way, Miss Mizuno? I imagine you would be fired rather quickly with such an attitude.”
Ai cackled. “As if I'd ever end up subservient to anyone! Any company that would hire me would promote me to manager right off the bat if they knew what was good for them!”
Miss Konno turned around slowly, her baby blue eyes downcast. “I'm afraid that's not how that works in a school environment, Miss Mizuno. As long as you are a student here, I am your superior.”
Yes. Now to finish her off, thought Ai. “Save me your little power fantasy. We both know that if I were a teacher here, I'd be promoted to principal the first day, and then you'd have no choice but to listen to me.”
Miss Konno didn't move. She simply blinked at Ai, staring at her coldly.
Ai locked her stare with Miss Konno's. “Good thing for you most of the kids in this school are too braindead to see what a pathetic wimp you are when challenged, Miss Konno.”
Miss Konno turned away, hiding her face with the silvery fringe of her bob cut. “Is that really what you think?”
“Oh, I know it.”
Wordlessly, Miss Konno strolled over to the classroom door and turned the lock.
“Hmm, do you think I'm so dumb that I don't know how to unlock a door?” Ai sneered.
Miss Konno didn't respond, she walked over to her desk and Ai could hear the rummaging of a few items as she pulled them out of her drawer.
Ai crossed her arms and turned up her nose. “Hmph, just face it Miss Konno. There's nothing you can do to–”
SNAPPPPP!
Ai jumped in her seat, her heart suddenly beating twice as fast as a second ago. She looked up to see Miss Junko standing over her, and only then did she realize that the loud snapping noise that reverberated through the empty classroom had been a ruler that she took from her drawer and struck the desk Ai sat at.
Wha–What? What just happened?!
Ai, taken completely off-guard, could only lift her eyes to meet Miss Konno's. A shadow had descended over the muted blue of her eyes, and had turned her gaze into a searing indigo. Fear flickered in the pit of Ai's stomach, quickly spreading to the rest of her body and paralyzing her. Ai could barely stutter out her next words…
“Y-You can't do anything to me… Co-corporal punishment isn't a-allowed here…” Ai was surprised at how afraid her own words sounded.
Miss Konno spoke again, her voice rumbling with a predatory purr Ai had never heard her make before.
“Think of it not as punishment, Miss Mizuno…” Miss Konno said, a lecherous grin spreading across her face.
Ai could feel Miss Konno lift her face up by one finger on her chin.
“Think of it as… tenderness…”
Then, like a lust-addled demoness, Miss Konno grabbed Ai's face and forced her tongue into Ai's mouth.
Ai couldn't even form a thought as her teacher violated her with her tongue, teeth and lips. Her whole body was buzzing with something, was it fear? Was it terror? Was it the pure unexpectedness of this meek teacher having not only a dark side, but a dangerous side? Could it have been…. excitement?
Whatever it was, she couldn't pull herself away.
Ai hadn't kissed a ton of people in the past, just a few dates close to her age. Those kisses weren't exactly the breathtaking experiences she'd hoped for…
But right here, right now, she found herself kissing her teacher back, sucking her in and letting Miss Konno probe her and mark her as her own. Her teacher's skill and experience were daunting, but the scariest thought to Ai right now was that by far it had been the best kiss of her life.
Miss Konno finally separated herself from Ai's mouth with a loud “mwah!” followed by catching her breath.
Ai could only catch her own, fixated on her teacher's face.
Miss Konno tucked a few wisps of her hair back. A heated blush covered her face. “Oh Ai… I've wanted to do that for a long time.”
Ai could only stare and blush, her mouth still open.
“Speechless, I see?” Miss Konno tittered. “It seems I've figured out how to quiet that little smart mouth of yours.”
Ai gulped. She still couldn't form words. Then, the light tinkling sound of a chain could be heard.
Miss Konno narrowed her eyes. “But just in case…”
In a whirlwind, Ai felt something stuffed into her mouth. It wasn't the tongue of her teacher, but it was chewy and rubbery and Ai couldn't spit it out, especially after the metal chain was fastened around her head.
Is this… Ai swathed her tongue across the object and a noise gurgled from her throat. Is this a gag? Did she just GAG me?!
Miss Konno stepped back and eyed her student up and down. Ai felt frozen in place.
With a darkly dulcet tone, Miss Konno spoke again.
“Now then, Ai. I believe we have no need for honorifics anymore. If and when you're permitted to speak again, just call me ‘Junko’.”
Miss Konno— Junko then sat upon Ai's desk and used the tip of the ruler to lift Ai's chin again.
“Alright. Here's how things are going to be, my pet. You have humiliated me in my own workplace for the last time. You've ruined many of my lesson plans, and in doing so you've also impeded the education of your peers. That is something I cannot allow to happen.”
Ai made a noise, something like a whine, anything to interrupt her teacher's monologue.
Junko scowled. “Oh? Even now you still choose to object to me? Then I suppose its time I put you in your place, Ai.” She then rapped the ruler against the palm of her hand a few times with a dastardly smile.
Ai whimpered. This couldn't be happening. This had to be some crazy dream.
At once, Junko stood up and roughly yanked Ai up with her. Before Ai could react, Junko grabbed both of Ai's wrists and tied them together in front with a scarf Junko usually kept in her shirt. Then Junko spun her around and bent her over the desk, forcing her head down. Ai objected with a few whines from her throat, but nothing could slow Junko down.
Ai felt the hands of her teacher on her thighs, and a shiver ran all up and down her body. Junko got a few good gropes in before lifting the skirt of her student and exposing her rear end, covered only in a pair of dark blue panties with white trim.
“You have cute taste in underwear, Ai.” Junko giggled. “I hope you don't end up ruining them, fufufu…”
Ai couldn't see what her teacher was doing, but the grip Junko had on her hair told her it wasn't something nice.
Junko leaned in, and after biting Ai's ear, whispered “Let's see how you like being the one humiliated, Ai.”
THWACK!
Ai yelped as the ruler made contact with her ass. It stung, and started to burn just a little bit when another THWACK! combined the burn with a fresh sting.
“If you're as smart as you say you are, keep track of how many strokes you receive, dear Ai,” Junko mockingly cooed.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
With every strike of the ruler, Ai burned with pain, embarrassment, and the excitement of having her bare ass handled so roughly by such a beautiful woman. Between the loud strikes and her own groaning, Ai could hear the soft, pleased humming of her teacher.
Ai bit into her gag as she tried to close her legs. The sound of Junko's delight was making her tingle and a wetness was beginning to collect. She only noticed now that her panties had been pulled down to her knees. When had that happened?
Suddenly, the hard and pointed corner of the ruler was prying her swelling, throbbing vulva open. Ai felt the cool air hitting her hot, wet core, and it made her shiver.
“Oh ho ho, look at this,” Junko chuckled. “You naughty, naughty girl.”
Ai blushed hard, biting down harder on her gag and letting a moan rise from her throat.
Junko continued. “You know Ai, you are a smart girl. I respect your input in class discussions, really. Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot, you and I?”
She traced the corner of her ruler downward, finding Ai's clit and circling it carefully. Ai couldn't silence her moan at all, even letting a little drool drip from the mouth she couldn't close.
“Perhaps we could… start over, Ai?” Junko's soft breath could be felt on Ai's vulnerable pussy, and she shook with the thrill. “Once I find your reset button, of course, fufufu…”
The hard corner of the ruler was removed and suddenly Ai could feel the soft lips of her teacher once again, this time on her hot pussy. They felt cool and gentle, a contrast to the warmth of her spanked ass.
Ai couldn't believe this. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her lids fluttered shut in a baffling combination of humiliation and ecstasy.
How am I enjoying this? Its utterly embarrassing! My teacher is trying to fuck me!
Were the only thoughts that Ai could form now, her brain getting lost in a haze of pleasure.
After a kiss deep in Ai's leaking core, Junko pulled away.
“I cannot wait to devour this beautiful body of yours, sweet Ai. It's so freeing that we no longer need to hide behind the facade of rivalry, isn't it?”
Ai panted and groaned in response. This was too much. She couldn't fathom her teacher having crushed on her all this time… Do I feel the same? She wondered.
“Be a good girl and hold tight for a minute.” Junko said as she stood up. She walked back to her desk, but not before groping Ai's now sore ass a few times. Ai helplessly shifted in her position, unable to push her away. She was left to frantically guess at what Junko had planned, listening to the sound of rummaging at her desk drawer.
“Ah yes, here we are!” Junko delightedly chirped. “Now the real discipline can begin.”
Ai's heart raced. The REAL discipline??? What is she going to do to me NOW???
Ai felt the hands of her teacher on her butt again. Junko hummed, squeezing and rubbing the reddened cheeks.
Pervert… touching her student's butt like this… Ai bitterly thought, teeth sinking into her gag.
“Fufufu~ As cute as your behind is, dear Ai, I'm ready to see you face-to-face again.” With the same shocking strength from before, Junko picked Ai's prone body off of the desk, and flipped her over into a supine position. Ai kicked her legs hoping to fight off Junko's grip, but the formerly meek teacher grabbed both of Ai's ankles, one in each hand.
“Tsk tsk tsk,” Junko chastised, shaking her head. “Your days of fighting me are over, Ai. From now on you will obey,” Junko tightened her grip for emphasis, gritting her teeth and narrowing her fiery blue eyes as she snarled at Ai.
Ai felt like a helpless lab rat, at the mercy of a scientist's cruel experiments.
And yet… those eyes, that low growl that Junko spoke in, the way she had more power in her arms than Ai had in her legs… Ai's whole body started to flush with heat, and another little gush of wetness flowed from her exposed pussy.
Why am I getting wet from this???
Junko smirked. “Ah, I see. You want me to be rough with you, am I correct, dear Ai?”
Ai's face flushed even harder, her eyes darting around to avoid Junko's.
“Fufufu~ That must be it! Such a naughty, naughty girl you are!” Junko haughtily cackled. “Perhaps I should have known, all those times you've pushed my buttons, you just wanted me to fight back with the same fervor as you the whole time.”
Wha-What? I didn't, I haven't, that's—
SLAP!
Ai shrieked as much as her gagged mouth would allow. Junko had spanked her, this time with her open palm.
“Oh Ai,” Junko affectionately sneered. “If you wanted me so badly, you could have just said so.”
No way, no way! Ai squirmed, trying to communicate her distaste.
SLAP! Another spank.
“I'm not a fool, Ai.” Junko growled, seizing Ai's lower jaw so she couldn't turn away from Junko's accusatory stare.
“I've seen the way you undress me with your eyes when you think I'm not looking.”
Fuck. Fuck, fuck fuck.
SLAP!
Ai groaned. That one really hurt…
“That's for lying to me. You should know by now not to lie to your lover~” Junko finished with a sweet purr.
Lover?! ME??? Ai tried kicking again, but it was futile.
“I think that's enough squirming for now, my pet,” Junko barked. She produced two more light grey scarves from her shirt, and quicker than Ai could react, fastened both of her legs to opposite sides of the desk, spreading her thighs wide open.
Ai gulped, well and truly trapped now in her teacher's web. She attempted to move either of her legs to no avail.
Junko looked very pleased. “Hmm-hmm, this is a very good look for you, Ai. All opened up just for me, like a birthday gift.” She licked her lips. “Delicious,” she rumbled.
Ai didn't know how much more humiliating this could get. Then she heard clothing drop to the floor…
The next thing she saw nearly made the eyes pop out of Ai's head.
Junko had removed her skirt and underwear, and stood naked from the waist down, with a fully erect penis standing proudly between her legs. The head was a pretty purple and it twitched in the cool air of the classroom.
Ai was frozen in place. This wasn't the most surprising place to see a girldick, but she hadn't expected it at all either. The tip leaked, and immediately Ai knew it had to be real.
With her hands on her hips, Junko swayed them from side to side as she walked over to her prey.
Ai couldn't push the thought away anymore… yeah. Miss Konno was hot. Really hot.
Junko loomed over Ai menacingly. She licked her lips, and Ai shut her eyes, refusing to let her teacher fluster her any more than she already had.
Ai waited.
If she's gonna put that in me, she should just do it already… she grumbled to herself. Get this part over with!
Instead, Ai felt Junko's appendage slide through her wet pussy lips as the tip pressed into her clit.
Huh? What is she doing? Isn't she gonna…
“Oh… my beautiful Ai,” Junko crooned, sliding her cock back and forth in her most peculiar way. “You seem surprised that I must punish you this way.”
Ai opened her eyes, and saw a kindness, a love in Junko's face.
“You see my dear, part of your training as my pet is patience. You must learn to wait for your reward.”
Ai whined. You call this a reward?!
“And as long as you exercise patience, a pleasure even greater than this you will receive.” Junko said with a sexy wink.
Ai was afraid to find out what a greater reward would be. Her clit throbbed in both fear and excitement.
Junko lifted her now wet cock away from Ai's swollen sex. “Yes, that should be enough,” she said, assessing the wetness.
She beamed at Ai. “Now, my darling. You appear to have ceased your resistance. I must say, I'm quite proud of you!”
Ai could only scowl at her teacher.
“I think we can take this off now,” said Junko cheekily, reaching behind Ai’s head and unlocking the metal clasp that held her gag in place. As soon as the gross toy was pulled out of her mouth, Ai spit and spluttered, trying to get the taste off of her tongue. She stretched her jaw, which by now had become a bit sore.
“It'll wear off, my dear.” Said Junko as she went back to her desk and set the gag down.
Ai couldn't see what her next instrument of discipline was, she was still spitting out the bitter taste of the gag.
As Junko returned to Ai, she wore a smug expression. Both of her hands were behind her back as if she held something.
Between spits, Ai rasped. “You're fucking insane.”
Junko giggled. “And you sound dehydrated, pet.” Junko then produced a water bottle from behind her back, uncapped it and held it up to Ai's mouth. “Have a few sips, you'll need it.”
At first Ai turned away from the drink, but she could only ignore her dry mouth for so long. Succumbing to her teacher's desires, she sipped water from the bottle.
“That's more like it,” Junko breathed. Ai pulled away, having had at least enough to wash away the taste of the gag.
Junko took a few sips herself, making sure Ai saw the way she licked her lips clean.
Ai recoiled. “Its just water, you pervert.” She couldn't resist putting a disgusted bite in her words.
Junko's eyebrow twitched at that sentence. She took another swig of the water bottle. Then she leaned over Ai, her face hovering a few inches over her own.
Ai stared up at Junko, afraid of whatever wrath she'd incurred now. Why don't I think before I speak? She thought.
Then, Junko spat out the water she held in her mouth onto Ai's face.
“Ugh, yuck!” Ai spluttered. She shook her head from side to side.
“I don't want to have to gag you for this next part, Ai. Be a good girl and show me you can behave.”
Ai had done her best to wipe her face of the water with her shoulders, as her hands were still bound. “You expect me to behave while I'm tied down like this—OUCH!”
Junko had given her another slap, this time just a few inches away from her pussy, which by now was flowing with the natural lubrication of the body.
Junko heaved a sigh. “It seems that I'll have to combine my next two lessons in discipline for you, Ai. You may be an eager student, but you're a tough one to teach.” With a flip of her silvery hair, Ai's teacher went back to her desk and pulled out her newest instrument.
Ai had to crane her neck to get a good look at it. It was smooth and colorless, glass. It was thick, in a most unusual shape. Miss Konno held it in both of her hands.
Junko wore a sinister expression, and as she stalked closer and closer, Ai finally recognized the shape of the device.
Oh my fucking god. Ai's heart raced and she struggled in her bonds. She's gonna put that dildo in me, isn't she?
“Hold still my dear, fufufu~” Junko relished in her sadism. After licking the tip of the toy, Junko placed one hand on Ai's thigh, and with the other she held the big glass appendage and worked it past the soaking wet labia of her bratty student.
“Hhhhnnnnnggg!” Ai cringed as the girthy toy began to fill her. “Why is it so cold?!”
“I would have warmed it up for you if you hadn't given me such a nasty attitude, Ai,” Junko lilted. “It'll warm up soon anyway. Patience, my dear.” Junko seemingly couldn't resist singing at the end.
Ai was shocked her body could open up so wide. She was almost as shocked at how wet she'd become through all of this, how with every touch, every push and caress from Junko, Ai had become more and more turned on. What did this mean? Did she secretly want to have sex with her teacher this whole time?
With a schlup, the toy was almost all the way in. Ai threw her head back, caught between discomfort and the soothing scratch of an itch she'd had the entire afternoon.
Junko would lean over and press a loving kiss to Ai's clit, as if placing the cherry on top.
“I hope that's comfy for you my darling,” said Junko as she gazed down lovingly at her slightly squirming prey. Ai was breathing steadily to adjust to the massive object, one that had absolutely no give whatsoever. Her muscles spasmed and squeezed around the glass looking for a place to constrict it, but they found nothing.
Junko stalked around the desk to the side where Ai's head lay. She gingerly held it in her hands and gazed at her student's disgruntled face.
“Hmm, I see… You've never taken something so big, have you?” Junko mocked.
“Grhhhnnngg… n-no,” Ai said, still adjusting. “I've just… hrrghh… never had something as unnatural as glass shoved inside me, you freak… Was it not enough to just fuck me, you gotta... nhhhhh... wreck my insides!?”
Junko smiled. “Fufufu, who said I wasn't going to do both?”
Wait, what?
Before Ai could respond, Junko had pried open Ai's jaws, and slipped her hard, wet cock into Ai's mouth.
“Hmmhh!” Was all Ai could say as she was gagged once again. Junko slid herself back and forth, mewling in pleasure and holding her student's head in place.
Ai definitely felt odd in such a position, being forced into giving her teacher an upside-down blowjob like this. She could only see Junko's sack swinging back and forth as she used Ai's throat as a fleshlight.
“Aah, oh yes~” Junko cooed, getting lost in the sensations.
Ai was so caught up in shock at her teacher's bold move that she nearly forgot about the wide glass dildo still deep in her other end. She could only gurgle and writhe as Junko played with her flesh.
While continuing to thrust into Ai's mouth, Junko leaned over and gazed at the lovely sight of her favorite student's twitching pussy as it held the large glass dildo in place. The transparent material allowed her an inside view, and she watched the rippling walls grab and squeeze the instrument and slowly adjust to its girth.
Beautiful. Her body is bending to my will.
Pleased, Junko placed her hands on each of Ai's thighs and gave them a hard squeeze. She raked her fingernails over the soft skin, and as a pained groan rose from Ai's throat, Junko felt her dick throb with passion. She thrusted harder and faster, nearly forgetting about the toy.
But not quite.
Junko released her grip on Ai's legs, and with one hand grabbed hold of the dildo's base, then with the other she stroked Ai's bright pink clitoris, pinching it and pulling on its hood.
She guided the glass toy in and out of Ai, earning a muffled squeal with every re-entry, each one often deeper than the last. Junko played Ai's bottom half like a cello, with grace and dexterity, earning the muffled cries of pleasure and pain from her arrogant student.
Junko snickered with the slight burn of Ai's blushing face on her thighs. The sweet, sweet humiliation she had so craved from Ai was finally hers, and it tasted better than she had ever imagined.
“Wanna hear a little secret, Ai?” Junko drawled, happily pounding away at Ai's mouth and pussy.
Ai moaned, although it sounded more like a pitiful whimper. Junko didn't slow down.
“I bought this toy just for you, Ai. Your body is taking it so well.” She twisted the glass dildo like a screwdriver for emphasis. “I've dreamt about the day I'd finally get a chance to use it on you and watch you writhe in my hands.” Ai bucked her hips with a whine as Junko continued.
“Remember the start of the school year, Ai? I remember the very first time you mouthed off to me during class….”
“Mmhm?” Was all Ai could say.
Junko pinched Ai's clit. Hard.
“From that moment, I knew I needed to fuck–” she dragged out the word for emphasis. “...that pretty…”
Junko gave Ai's mouth a deep thrust.
“...little…”
Another.
“...THROAT!”
Junko slammed herself as far down Ai's gullet as she could go, and all Ai could do was take it. Tears welled up from her eyes, soreness beginning to set in.
It was all too much. Not just the blurring of intense pain with rapturous pleasure, but the thought of Miss Konno, the teacher who up until today Ai had thought was nothing but a meek, pathetic wage slave, being the person packing such powerful punches. That she not only had the balls to stand up to Ai and completely dominate her, but that in the same breath, sing of her affection, her longing and craving of her student.
Even more confusing was how quickly Ai had resigned herself to the torture after putting up such a front. Sure, she'd found Miss Konno attractive… perhaps a little more than she had wanted to admit. But she had barely fought her teacher's forceful discipline, taking it almost as a twisted form of expressing her lust in return.
Ai knew this was wrong. Teachers should never fuck their students. And students couldn't fuck their teachers.
Never before had doing something wrong felt so right.
Before she could process that thought any further, Ai came with a shudder around the glass toy. She could feel her flesh mold itself into the shape of the dildo, and the near constant wetness trickling out of her nearly caused it to slip out. Her legs shook, her fingers curled, her eyelashes fluttered. Ai swathed her tongue around Junko's dick as she lost herself in ecstasy.
“That's a good girl, Ai~!” Junko panted.
She thinks I'm good? After everything we've said to each other?
Salty fluids filled Ai's mouth, and before she knew it, Junko had pulled herself out and aimed her throbbing cock at Ai's face. She released the rest of the liquid, and it landed in gooey ropes all over, sticking to her hair and ruining Ai's makeup.
It didn't matter anymore.
Ai, now free of her second gag of the day, took some time to catch her breath. Her whole body was spent and sore… she almost didn't notice as Junko walked back around and slowly pulled the big toy out of her pussy.
Ai cringed a little bit at her exposed flesh hitting cold air again, and the shift of her surely now rearranged insides at the loss of something so enormous.
Junko loosened the scarves holding Ai's legs apart, and she helped the other girl up and off the table. She then untied the scarf that bound her hands together.
Junko gazed into the eyes of her lover, and Ai gazed back fondly.
After a little clean-up, skin being wiped, sipping more water, massaging sore wrists and bottoms, the two zombies left the basement certain that their tracks were covered. They lounged together on the sofa, nestled close. They were grateful they had the house to themselves for the evening, and hopefully wouldn't be asked any probing questions by the rest of Franchochou or an extremely nosy manager-producer.
Junko twirled a lock of Ai's dark hair. “You did a wonderful job, Ai-san!. I kept expecting the safeword when I put the toy inside, but you toughed it out. You're so amazing~!”
“Aw, Junko. It was nothing compared to your performance. There were times I was convinced you'd actually turned into ‘Miss Konno’,” Ai responded, holding Junko's hands.
Junko blushed. She really wanted to impress Ai with her roleplaying this time, and it most certainly paid off. “W-Well, your performance was also very convincing!” Junko bashfully mewed.
Ai placed a hand on Junko's face, looking her in the eye. “I mean it, Junko. Your poses, your tone, your expressions, they were all incredible.”
“Oh… well I suppose I just found my inner domineer…” Junko said, looking down and blushing more.
Ai pressed her forehead to Junko's. “But you know…”
“Yes?”
“What really won me over…
“Uh-huh?”
“...Was your dirty talk.” Ai winked at Junko.
Junko's face lit up. “Oh! I'm so happy you liked that, Ai-san! I've… I've been rehearsing it. Just for you.”
“I could tell, you said it all with such confidence! It was… really really hot.”
Junko giggled. “It was?”
Ai kissed her cheek. “It was.”
Junko purred, snuggling up to Ai on the sofa. “Then it was worth it.”
“I wouldn't mind getting another visit from Miss Konno sometime…” Ai whispered.
“Well, she hopes that you will behave… Miss Mizuno.” Junko whispered in return.
A few hours later, the rest of Franchouchou would return home, none any the wiser to the naughty, naughty scene that had played out in the dungeon below.
Just how Junko and Ai liked it.