"Um... how long are you going to follow me?"
Saki glanced over her shoulder at the persistent, beautiful girl trailing behind her. She looked helpless. "I told you, I'm not lying. I really don't know where Alex is."
"But if I follow you, I'm bound to see him eventually."
"..."
Saki realized she couldn't convince Akane. She pulled out her phone and opened LINE. "Alex... there's a girl named Akane Nanao who wants to see you. She's been following me..."
There was no immediate response. After waiting a few minutes without a reply, Saki stomped her foot in annoyance. She pouted, imagining Alex on the other side of the screen doing something lewd with another girl... probably too busy to check his phone.
Saki wasn't wrong.
Alex was still pushing his limits.
[Heart +30]
What did thirty times even mean? A normal person would have been sucked dry. As for Alex... he had long since ceased to be ordinary. To him, thirty rounds was merely "slightly tiring."
The girls in the locker room with him were staring with their eyes nearly popping out. Once again, they marveled at their Master's strength—not just his supernatural power, but his physical endurance.
Strangely, their resistance toward Alex was fading. They were falling in love with his powerful physique, becoming addicted to his violent thrusts.
"Nngh, ah... I can't... I'm coming... my body, my body... eeeeek~~"
The girls' locker room had basically become his private domain. Pale, soft bodies were sprawled across the floor. In fact, the whole school had become his property; the scene in the locker room was just a microcosm of the campus.
The girls who couldn't handle Alex's intensity lay on the floor to rest, watching as the remaining few crawled over him, licking his chest while their lower bodies clamped onto his hard member.
The squelching of fluids, the slapping of skin, and the desperate moans made the resting girls' hearts itch. Having tasted it, they knew how good it felt. Unfortunately, they had no energy left.
Master... is a monster.
Kasumi Haruno was also too exhausted to move. She sat leaning against Alex. After several waves of world-ending pleasure, she looked back at her own disheveled, wild state. She couldn't believe she had revealed such a debauched side of herself.
It was...
But it was so good. Is this what sex is like? It's addictive... no, maybe it's just because he's so incredible...
Kasumi thought of Ayato. Her body twitched. Ayato's thin body couldn't possibly compare to this... No, no, I shouldn't think that! Even if Alex is better at this, the person I love is my brother, Ayato!
"Ah~~ Master~~ I'm coming~~"
One more girl went rigid, bucking and convulsing in a peak orgasm before collapsing softly in his arms. Alex kneaded her breasts as he slowly withdrew. He turned his head. "Kasumi, come here."
This guy... he really treats himself like our Master, using that tone... Kasumi complained in her head, but her body obeyed instantly. Whether it was a biological reflex or something else, the girl sadly realized she had likely been tamed.
The tamed Kasumi obediently took the unflagging "Little Alex" into her mouth. After a few rhythmic bobs, a massive amount of hot fluid suddenly sprayed into her mouth. Kasumi's heart hammered against her ribs, her limbs going weak.
He's erupted so many times... yet he can still produce such a terrifying amount. And the quality is so high... so thick...
This monster!
"Good girl, swallow it," he said, stroking her hair. His voice was somewhat tender. Though he was their Master, he considered himself quite "kind." At most, he was just a bit "energetic" during sex. Well, that was just part of the fun.
He looked at the girls below him. Weren't they being trained perfectly?
"My seed isn't ordinary stuff. Swallowing it is very beneficial for your body. You should have noticed by now, right?"
Kasumi didn't speak. She pursed her lips and swallowed every drop of the sticky fluid, her tongue darting out to lick the corner of her mouth before nodding. She glanced at her lower abdomen. After he had pumped so much into her, she had definitely noticed the changes in her body.
Her gaze toward Alex became complex again. Strictly speaking, she had gained many benefits, but... she didn't know how to face this Master.
"Master~ We want some too~ You can't be biased~"
"Yeah, Kasumi got most of it. Master is so unfair." Seeing Kasumi monopolize his essence, the other girls were envious. They crawled back onto Alex, rubbing their seductive bodies against him.
"We can't live without Master anymore. We want your essence too. Won't you reward us?"
"Without Master's nectar, we'll die..."
These women.
Kasumi saw the girls begging for his seed with hearts in their eyes, like dogs wagging their tails. She cursed them for being shameless in her mind, then noticed a phone screen lighting up nearby. She crawled closer.
"This is his..."
Kasumi picked up the phone and moved to Alex's side. "Um... your phone, Master."
"Kasumi, I think that's the first time you've called me Master while conscious," Alex took the phone, using his other hand to tilt her chin up. He smirked as she avoided his eyes.
"I'll give you a reward..."
Slap!
He smacked her rounded butt. The flesh jiggled with a crisp sound. Kasumi immediately understood his meaning. She bit her lip. Although she was exhausted, she lifted her hips and sat down onto the hard, unyielding member that was still being serviced by a group of girls.
"Ugh—"
She swiveled her hips and moaned.
Alex let the girl grind against him while he checked the records on the phone. "A message from half an hour ago?"
Just as he was about to reply, he suddenly sensed something. He narrowed his eyes with a knowing smirk. "It seems there are quite a few people who won't behave. Heh."
...
"Coach Azuma, are we... are we really doing this?"
Over by the track club, Shoya Katase—who was in contact with Akane via phone—spoke hesitantly to the muscular man beside him. He was wavering. "This kind of thing..."
"Shoya, what are you still hesitating for?" Azuma's muscular arm hooked around Shoya's neck in a friendly manner. "Everyone knows about you and Akane. Even if the track club forbids dating, everyone accepts that she's your girl."
"Now your girl is being... ravaged by someone else. Akane was a virgin, right? She's been occupied by some unknown man. Aren't you angry? That's your woman—"
His voice was low and persuasive.
Of course I'm angry. Shoya's teeth ground together.
"Putting that man aside, look at Akane. Ever since she got involved with him, she's been ignoring you, right? She's avoiding you on purpose. Shoya, women like that are incredibly depraved on the inside. To get her back, you must use these methods."
"Besides, to deal with that guy, we have to unite. Shoya, don't worry so much about a slave who's already been played with."
Shoya looked up. He saw the other members of the club looking embarrassed yet expectant. He took a deep breath, thinking of the white mess at the corner of Akane's mouth, her seductive, flushed body, and the way she had been used by another...
Shoya's face darkened, as if he were falling into shadows. "Fine... I'll do it."