Charles Patricius

The torturous nature of this session had only just begun on both sides of the proverbial fence. As he'd only just returned, Hiruko was starting relatively fresh, even though Sakura's ass felt like its one goal in life was to squeeze every drop of semen out of him by force. He was a very experienced man, however, boasting an array of techniques to keep himself going while still urging his partner in the direction of orgasm. The constant wedging of his girth within Sakura's rectum was such a technique that hardly contributed to his own buildup. Even though he could feel more pleasant still from the vibrations at the top of his shaft, he had no cause for concern.

Ah, but that wasn't conducive to Sakura's desire. She wanted to experience orgasms ─ her own directly, and his within her. Oh well. There was a thrill to standing at the edge of a cliff. If she wanted Hiruko to push her off, take the leap himself, or both... the burden of motivation was hers. "Oya? If it's so terrible, you should do something about it. I've been at the edge of a cliff before. It's not a good place to rest on your laurels." As he spoke, Hiruko chose another advancement of applied technique. Their combined movements had him wedging outward every few rotations, so he began taking advantage of that to thrust his way in directly. "Who knows? Maybe asking really nicely would be enough... or maybe there's a really good reason I should let both of those things happen?" he teased further.

Sakura was responsible for motivating Hiruko. Such was a thing she found interesting as motivation wasn't something people lacked. Her own experience said things she worked for were more rewarding for her, but there was also a certain threshold of interest required for her to feel like working for anything. In the case of Hiruko, he'd long since met her basic threshold for amusement but he was far from an easy person to read. Given that little bit of information she wasn't entirely sure what would motivate him into acting, her own physical choices seemed to gain her something, the things she said gained her other things, but nothing seemed to push him over the edge. She explained a bit of herself to him, and had gained a bit more interesting information. According to Hiruko she shouldn't be resting on her laurels at the edge, and should do something. He claimed perhaps she should ask really nicely for what she wanted.

More experiences and more devious... that made Hiruko a greater challenge than someone like Reiji. The problem with Reiji had been getting him to agree, everything else flowed naturally. This had taken quite a bit of time to get an agreement, complete with Hiruko not throwing himself at the girl and then a build up into a more deviant endeavor. "Sou ka... I don't think I ask for things very often. I never really have to..." she mused. It was a lightly novel idea, would it be worth trying. She normally gave directions, made demands and on some rare occasions manipulated people into doing what she wanted. But as her body continued to both vibrate and be wedged into that constant pulse within her loins and anus were far too great for her to continue resisting. Even she knew when her desires were past a normal limit and she had no idea what would happen if she denied herself. She wasn't sure it was something she wanted to find out, considering the burning which she'd felt even vicariously through other people. She understood gratitude, begging and even a few other things, perhaps an odd combination of the three, blackmail was also a pretty reasonable option if Hiruko decided to try and pull a fast one and finish without her. "Hirrun♥!~" she said finally leaning into him once more she'd offer him another rather deliberate set of kisses while wiggling her hips against those wedging motions of his. The ring of her rear, twitching constantly against him as the fluids of her loins dripped against his torso. "If this is really your crawlspace you should definitely cum inside and mark it as yours♥!~" she moaned out while licking his lips. "And you should let me cum so I'll always remember it too!~" she said adding in a bit of cuteness at then end. "Please, Hirrun♥?!~" she asked nicely. That push was a mighty one for her, and the building pressure within her loins wasn't something she wished to deny herself.

It came as no surprise that making requests was not a normal part of Sakura's repertoire. The way she looked and carried herself, he could only imagine everything she ever wanted was simply thrown at her feet for approval. Hiruko had seen that type before, albeit with less of the associated mystery, but he would not be one to throw himself anyway. Sure, the purple-haired girl was an incredible specimen beyond all reason... but he couldn't be swayed by something like that. It was gambler's folly to seek the ultimate payout, costing many their livelihoods. He understood that, when aiming for a ten, one must sometimes accept a nine instead to avoid loss of resources. As luck would have it, however... the ten was working out sans any ridiculous costs.

So then, what would Sakura's answer be? It was indeed a request that first came in the form of a suggestion. She made a fair enough point; it would only be right to mark one's territory in the most appropriate way. Establishing a core memory for Sakura herself would also help Hiruko's cause. Ah, but that was the endgame plan regardless. As it stood, he was only buying time to push those moments farther into the future. As such, even Sakura's added tenderness and continued hip motions could not sway him into much action ─ though the sparing pumps into her tight passageway became more frequent and a bit more forceful. "Two. I'll count that one for being logical, but that's the thing... we're doing all that stuff anyway. Maybe it'll happen by morning? We can't be too sure yet♥~"

Sakura would be receiving something of a reward for her actions. In this case an increase in motion and a bit of extra confirmation of her attempt. Ah, but it was still only an attempt. She got points for logic, but there was a logical response to be added to it. Along with something of a threat. Well, perhaps it wasn't a threat perhaps he was simply pushing her buttons. Oddly enough, unlike Kakihara Shota, Sakura didn't actually mind this man trying to goad reactions out of her. "Sure we're doing it anyway, but it could always happen more~" she said with a little smirk appearing on her face. "I didn't expect restraint from you, Hirrun~" she claimed honestly or perhaps those words were used specifically? Well, it was Sakura so it was likely that she chose her words with care. Beyond that if he waited until the morning... "You might end up a whole different person by the morning... don't go denying any of yourselves happiness, Hirrun~" she said in a manner both cryptic and earnest. She'd essentially told the man to treat himself, but she meant that for herself as well. The truth of the matter was, the longer this built the more magic would be invovled, and even though Sakura as quite in control of a lot of things, wild magic had some potential issues she couldn't calculate for.

Beyond that point, she found herself easily meeting those increased motions in alternating methods. She wouldn't be allowing complete control of pacing, but if he wanted to wait for seven instances of convincing. She was apparently two deep and didn't know if her most recent statements would be counting as such. The type of man he was, she wondered if he fully intended to keep pushing. Well, she supposed it didn't matter too much if she managed it now or later. She could always use magic to make him feel all he did at once in the morning if he really wanted to push her like that... that was also a potentially good idea.

The idea of 'more' filling throughout their encounter, as Sakura suggested, was not untrue. Alas, that was a different sort of argument altogether. Sakura called his decisions acts of restraint, and further claimed he may be a different person by morning. True as that was, he couldn't agree with the notion of denying his 'selves' happiness. It was quite the opposite, in fact. "We have days, Sakucchi. Besides... who says I'm denying myself anything? This is just adding a little spice~" he claimed. On his own end, he would be seeing no shortage of orgasms. On Sakura's end, however, she'd be left with a buildup and eventual release of incredible quality. Endlessly and challengingly did he glare into her eyes while making that point known. "At this rate, you'll cum harder than ever before when you're finally allowed. That's how it should be. You think a lot, Sakucchi; it's not good for the soul. I'm going to wipe your brain clean♥~"

And so came continuance. Sakura refused to wrest control of their pacing completely, but she'd find herself losing more and more over time. In her position, there was little that could be physically done to stop Hiruko from forcing her body up and down to take a wilder pace as he rammed her anal cavity. No credit was given for that recent attempt, but he was sure she'd gain at least one more... if she didn't succeed entirely. Either way, the passing of minutes would eventually lead to Sakura feeling two arms hooked underneath her thighs, her body being used as a curling bar for future thrusting. All the while, Hiruko would be found with his mouth latched onto her right breast, dragging its nipple between lips to be accosted by tongue within.

Hiruko was content, claiming that his current bout of torture wasn't a denial but rather an extension of some sort. Well, he was the one who stated he might not be around very long, but if he was willing to forego his other obligations so long as she wasn't left waiting again on someone's disappearance Sakura was willing to continue along. "I'm usually the spice, so... it will be interesting..." she claimed. If he thought he'd be denying her and allowing a great amount of glee for himself over the next few days, Sakura would call him mistaken. She wasn't purely a masochist, after all, and she'd yet to turn the tables on this man. Speaking of such turning tables, Hiruko claimed he planned to wipe her brain and that thinking so much wasn't good for her soul. "Oh? Is that the plan then... I guess there is an easy answer, I learned it rather recently," she said a gentle upturn of her lips happening.

The loss of her own ability to counter the movements of his hips wasn't at all a big deal to her. In fact, it would only serve her own extended purpose to be treated as such. A relaxation was reached and though he was still using her body rather aggressively she'd easily find herself accepting it. Just the same she seemed to be feeling those deep twitches in her core more and more as time went on. "I.... ah♥!~ Should warn you though Hirrun♥~ If I cum and you manage to wipe my brain clean... I can't be blamed for not remembering which one of us is the pet♥~" she flirted and threatened simultaneously. "You'll be at my mercy then, until then... I surrender♥!~" she chimed happily. There was no point in continuing to try and convince him, but she knew... what would happen if she switched back into her more normal methods and knew they were different enough from how she'd presented herself so far that this day might become something very different when she stopped thinking and started acting instead. Still a being of her own word, she wouldn't allow herself to reach completion until he said she could... that was her method of fairness. Even so, that twitching in her rear only became worse as he used her physically.

Hiruko's plan, as always, was a bit deeper than anything he revealed. Sakura presented a few claims about her own plan, and further gave a warning once she lost control of her own movements. If he pushed her to such a limit that her mind blanked, it seemed she thought a role-reversal would be in order. How interesting. Hiruko didn't seem bothered at all by that assertion, and in fact... one corner of his mouth became upturned just a bit. "Oya? That didn't sound like much of a threat~" he stated. Nothing about Sakura's words seemed to go against his ideal evening at all.

Ah, but there was a surrender of sorts. Sakura gave herself to the motions determined by Hiruko, enabling a long-term buildup of ecstasy that would carry on for several more minutes in their existing position. If she was giving up on convincing him, that was fine, if a bit of a shame. Hiruko didn't care too much either way; his ultimate goal was all that mattered in the end. In time, Sakura would find herself leaned over the back of that familiar couch, facing Hiruko as one of his arms kept her thigh held close, and the other kept her raised by tugging the leash at her neck. He'd spent a great deal of time thus far just thrusting into Sakura's rectum. Now, he did so against the couch with a bit of angling and some very direct, perhaps challenging, eye contact ─ all while he continued to swell within her rear. "How's that surrender going, Sakucchi? Seems I forgot what the count of credit was, but you've got a chance now if you'd like~"

Hiruko and Sakura shared a certain ability to keep most of their planning to themselves for extended periods of time. Sakura in her own case, had several ideas spring up given her interest in Hiruko and that led to some rather sadistic thoughts initially. But as the pet her own sadistic thoughts were sat to the side for the sake of finding out the full depth of her new role. Still the words she'd shared were quite honest, "It's good it didn't sound like a threat... it was a promise♥!~" she claimed as if that made the potential role-reversal better. "Especially since you seem pleased about it~" she added taking note of that gentle upturn at the corner of his mouth. Of course, she'd warned him because she would definitely follow through with it, if it came to mind in the right moment. That didn't matter right now though, as Sakura was soon enough treated to an adjustment in position.

Minutes after her surrender, Sakura found herself leaned over the couch once more, held up by one of Hiruko's arms and that leash around her neck. There was massive eye contact happening even as her eyes fluttered open during a blink as she'd been lost staring into such an interesting set of eyes. It'd been her sole focus for several moments besides ignoring the feeling within her loins. Just the same those little diamond shapes in her pupils were pulsing repeatedly, faint though they might have appeared to normal vision. She licked her lips, panting little desirous breaths as angles contributed to an amount of sensation well past what was necessary. As far as her understanding of her own body was concerned she could have orgasmed a half dozen times by now... but her own words held her beholden to Hiruko's claim. Interestingly enough while looking at him she had to blink her vision clear and give herself a moment or two to process the question she was being asked. "Uh... right, I surrendered♥!~" she claimed as if she hadn't been a bit dazed. Her reddened face and that device still vibrating in her core being fairly loud to her. "You've been taking advantage of my weakness and holding me hostage here... it's been really hard not to just fall to all of it but I've been doing really good..." she said seeming to have some direct observations. "Still... I couldn't tell you the count now either, I just really want to cum and I've been good and followed the rules and all so, how about a reward, Hirrun♥?" she asked. Immediately after her tongue fell out of her mouth again, as she struggled to start closing it. There was something about the way she was being entered presently which was far too stimulating, the change on the couch also seemed to be contributing. Just the same her body really wanted filling and her soul also demanded it.

Between this threat and that promise, Hiruko thought things were going well. Was he truly so pleased about Sakura's statement though? Perhaps he was, or perhaps there was more to his elation than that. Whatever the case, no train of thought would detract from his primary objective. He'd proceed with the pummeling of Sakura's ass for some time to come, until one decisive moment reached them both.

What of that moment? He offered Sakura one additional choice to gain one of her desired outcomes. It seemed they had both lost count of how many credits Sakura had, though Hiruko may not have been entirely truthful in his claim. Sakura, on the other hand, seemed a bit gone mentally. This made the second time he'd noticed her otherwise hyperactive mind stammer ─ one more stepping stone on the path he paved. Alas, Hiruko could only wonder how much of a journey Sakura's orgasm would put her on now, versus the one she'd experience if held at bay longer. These things were to be approached with a certain amount of care, not to overshoot or undercut the point of greatest impact. More importantly, Hiruko felt there was something else brewing somewhere beneath the surface of Sakura; he could see it in her eyes as if his own unusual pupils were mirrored in hers. "You have been doing well," he said. That arm around Sakura's thigh still had another purpose: its hand held the remote to the vibrator. While considering his answer for the girl, he switched the tool off and slowed his thrusting to a deliberately slow grind. "I wonder if now is the perfect time. I'd like to say I'll allow this one just because, but... if you do, that'll mean you automatically agree to being a prize as well as a pet. If you cum now, you're a trophy whore~" Hiruko stated with a slight air of humor in his tone. In that same closing statement, another powerful thrust into Sakura's rear pinned her body between Hiruko and a couch that was now cracking at the back. Beyond that, there was a reactivation of that vibrator to the strongest setting yet ─ something continuous with a much deeper pulse that would travel through most of Sakura's body from within. It seemed Hiruko's more recent 'threat' was one he intended to force to fruition.

Sakura was moved closer and closer to a certain eventuality. An orgasm would be upon her eventually and though she was keeping herself from experiencing it... she couldn't help her wandering thoughts. Unlike her normal mind, she wasn't thinking in a manner which was organized, instead random thoughts were shifting through her head and most of them were being sat aside for the sake of concentrating on the eyes staring down into her own. Hiruko really was interesting to look at it. And she gave only that true consideration until the time of shifting and the words being spoken required a bit more of her attention. She'd not even fully registered her own hiccups while Hiruko drove himself into her rear and she in turn was left to feel the cracking of the couch beneath her as he seemed content to ruin her.

Ah, but what was he saying. A change in their agreement would occur if she came now? Oh... good that vibrating within her core stopped giving her a momentary reprieve. She exhaled a sign of relief and gentle frustration. The term 'trophy whore' was used in conjunction with prize. But it didn't hit her ears in a negative way... and something about that pulsing in her eyes would intensify under his gaze and those words. That spiteful feeling felt satisfied by this and as such she'd take the 'whore' reference as one of those which had different connotations depending on who said it. "That... sounds...." she started. But that being said she wouldn't get to express her understanding of their situation. Nor would she get a chance to properly consider if she wanted to fall to this particular instance. No, she'd simply be falling. Hiruko decided to push further, the slowed pace was one thing the stopped vibrating was another, but the sudden resurgence of that vibration at a deeper level was something her own body was content to react to regardless of her own ideations. Rare was it to experience an orgasm she didn't intend of her own accord. Rarer still was it for her to go against her own words, as such the acceptance of that new deal was all but guaranteed. Sakura wouldn't be made a liar after all. "HUUUAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! ♥" her body stopped for a second before convulsions of her loins took place. True satisfaction washed over her, causing her loins to tighten up on that device and spill her fluids onto Hiruko's core. Just the same her rear seemed to tighten around Hiruko's cock as she reached a stable orgasm that rolled and rolled. Those pulsing diamonds within her irises glowed and her entire person seemed to demand filling, as a reflex. Whether he did it or not wasn't the point, but now she found herself desiring more. Both of those hands were wrapped around Hiruko's back digging in none too gently as she experienced an orgasm that had her mind completely blank for several seconds.