Entry 18: Just an Outlet? [01]

Despite his theatrics, Samuel had to wait an additional 10 seconds before Mai began to stir awake. The young adult just watched as the drooling athlete groaned in her grogginess, in a very unladylike fashion, before suddenly curling up into a ball.

“Mh~ Fuck! What is this feeling?”

Mai felt an unnatural warmth in her loins which was a completely foreign feeling for her. Her lust-addled mind had not been able to come up with the reason for it, but Samuel watched amusedly as she writhed on the ground like a bacteria that had penicillin poured on it.

‘Who knew 70 lust was enough to make a woman go crazy? Or maybe it’s just this bitch?’

Several seconds of insensible movements later, Mai finally came to a realisation. She was horny. Really fucking horny. She didn’t know why she was horny but what she knew was she wanted to get a finger under her skirt.

As she tried to bring her hands to her groin, she abruptly felt her movements were restricted to behind her back, as though they had been tied there.

“What… the… fuck! What is this?” Irritated and horny, she struggled against her confines while rolling around the centre of the art room.

Finally, her body had rolled into something solid and bony, which caused her to realise she’d been on the floor the entire time. She’d only just understood the implications behind having her hands tied behind her back, and so she slowly looked up at whoever she assumed her kidnapper was.

“Sam… Samuel?”

“Surprise!” Samuel just looked at her with mirth in his eyes as he enjoyed watching her shoulders deflate in relief as though she’d made it out of the fire pit already.

“Samuel, help me right now!” With her confidence back, and feeling in a hurry because she had some business to get down to in her lower region, she quickly ordered the bullied kid in her class, unbothered that he may have already seen her squirming about until now.

“Oh? And why would I do that?” Having noticed the smirk on his face, and realising Samuel had total control over the situation, Mai somewhat relented, as she altered the way she spoke to him. She could just as easily get back at him later on.

“Samuel. Okay, please get me out of… whatever this is. Please just help me, damn it!” As the sexual scent was approaching its end, Mai was getting increasingly hornier and couldn’t keep the frustration out of her voice.

Samuel didn’t bother to watch this farce any longer, however, and decided to drop the act. Crouching, he reached out his hand towards Mai’s chin and made her look at him.

“Mai, Mai, Mai. Who do you think tied you up in the first place?” While shaking his head, the young man asked such an ominous question as Mai felt a chill running down her spine.

‘Surely he’s joking, right? He’s supposed to be the help… not the kidnapper. He can’t be, right? He wouldn’t, right? Surely not.’

While watching as she was mulling over her thoughts as she unconsciously rubbed her thighs together, Samuel grabbed her collar and began to drag her back to the centre of the room from where she had rolled away, with every curse under the sun following soon after from her vulgar mouth, before plopping himself down on a chair in front of her.

“Mai, look around you. Where are we?”

Finally looking around, she noticed many tables and chairs pushed untidily towards the outskirts of the room. But what caught her attention was the several drying racks and random pieces of art littering the wall.

“That art room?”

“Correct. And why do you think we’re all alone in here?” Guiding her towards his intention slowly, Samuel watched as the light of understanding dawned within her eyes before anger soon flared up.

“No way! Fuck you!” She tried to spit at him but the saliva just dribbled down her chin as she’d been feeling weak from the blood drained towards her groin. Given the room’s notorious reputation for sexual activity and the fact that she was tied up alone with Samuel, she quickly inferred the purpose of her presence here.

“Oh come on, Mai. It’s a horny you and a horny me in an abandoned art room. Why don’t we just get it on?” Samuel leaned forward as though egging her on.

“Like I said. Fuck… you… I’ll only… do it with… my boyfriend.” As her sentence came out in broken parts and her voice became airy from having to hold back her rampant urges, Samuel’s good-natured expression fell. He reached out with his hand and roughly sandwiched her cheeks in between his fingers, squishing her lips in the process.

“I don’t think you understand the situation you are currently in. You’re in a locked and abandoned room while tied up and alone with me. Get it? No one needs your permission to do anything.” Samuel leaned back in his seat again and once more displayed a fairly amicable smile, while Mai stared at him in disbelief and horror, wondering when the boy she and her friends had bullied had become such a terrifying person.

[Obedience +5]

It was at this point that Samuel began to notice the other presence in the room stirring awake. While Samuel found the idea of exhibitionism and showcasing his sex extremely distasteful, he reasoned that it was just for this occasion, since his completing the revenge mission was built upon the anguish Jun would feel at watching his girlfriend being fucked by another guy- the boy he bullied no less.

‘Even if I fucked her out of fear, or didn’t bother with getting some form of implied consent, it wouldn’t have the same effect on the couple compared to if she willingly bounced on my cock. Haa… Hard and soft tactics it is. System, magnetic voice please.’

[Magnetic Voice Potion (Grade 1)]

[Effect: Recipient’s voice becomes more pleasing to the ears with a slightly hypnotic effect and lasts for an hour.]

[Side-effect: Recipient’s voice will become croaky for the following 15 minutes.]

[Available: 0]

[Cost: 10 SRP]

Applying the only magnetic voice potion tag he obtained from the beginner pack on his arm, Samuel began to focus his attention back on the girl sitting in front of him who couldn’t see her boyfriend- the young adult who, with his hazy vision, was beginning to direct his attention toward the duo.

Samuel reached his hand out to Mai. Before he could touch her though, she recoiled, as if trying to put up a last-ditch attempt at rebelling against her kidnapper. But when his hardened gaze landed upon her, she gave in as she understood the inevitability of the situation, and allowed his hand to reach her cheek and slowly stroke it.

“Mai, I don’t want to have to hurt you. I just want us both to give in to our desires.” He tested how effective the hypnotic element of the potion was, but when her forehead began to crease, he realised he’d have to put in a bit more effort.

“But!..”

“Shhh.” Samuel placed his thumb over her lips before she could get anything out.

“Mai, it’s only you and I in this room. Let that feeling in your lower half out on me. No one’s got to know. No one will ever find out what you do here.”

The conflicted look on her face began to wane, as the combination of her fear of her assailant, her rampant lust, and her lowered inhibitions because of Samuel’s assurances came together to have her forego the fact that she’d be cheating on her boyfriend.

It was at this point that despite the slight blurriness in his vision, Jun Aoyama was able to see his girlfriend on her knees before Samuel Armaan, while Samuel stroked her face as though he was her lover.

“Mai? What are you doing? Why are you letting him touch you? Mai?” When Samuel heard the confusion of the young man sitting adjacent to the pair, in full view of their actions, a smile began to grow on his face. He brought his fingers back to the girl’s chin, gentler this time, and made her look into his eyes.

“Mai, it’s just you and me. Do you want to do it?” Shifting the decision-making for their actions onto the girl, Samuel patiently waited until he felt the weak nod of the now meek-looking girl.

‘Huh… it’s quite nice to see the fiery cat turn into a docile rabbit so quickly. But wasn’t that a little too quick… and easy? Whatever… probably some system shenanigans.’

“Mai! Do what? Mai? What are you going to do?” At this point, Jun was feeling extremely anxious in his heart about the activity Samuel had insinuated. He was feeling quite lethargic- like the feeling after a long nap where one’s body hasn’t fully woken up yet. He tried to stand up to remove his girlfriend from the proximity of the bastard caressing her face, but he found he couldn’t move.

Looking down, he noticed he was tied down to a chair, with all sorts of things holding him down.

‘What is going on? Why can’t she hear me? Why am I tied up like this?’

“Mai! Stop it! Come here! Oi, you stupid bastard… let go of her!” Samuel watched in amusement as Jun was struggling against his binds and the combined weight of the tables he was hooped to. He would not be getting out of the contrivance anytime soon, so Samuel focused his attention back on the girl in front of him, while in his mind he filtered out the sounds from Jun Aoyama. While he quite enjoyed watching the ever-so-intimidating Jun struggling, between looking at his contorted facial expression or the resigned face of a girl who realised what she’d just signed up for, Samuel was acutely aware of which he’d prefer.

The pudgy young adult reached down for his flyer, with his arms that weren’t tied like the couples’, and slowly pulled it down, while Mai’s entranced gaze just fixed in on the movement of his hand, as though she’d never seen what was behind the contraption before and was curious. With the zipper completely down, Samuel shuffled his boxer out of the way so that his 6-inch erect cock was flung out of the hole in his trousers.

“What’s with that look? Is your boyfriend not as big?” Samuel’s ego felt sated when Mai just stared at his veiny, hard shaft in surprise. She didn’t reply to his question, but Samuel noticed the way her head began to slowly draw closer to his lower region.

“Mai, I think you know what to do.” Samuel encouraged, watching as her lips were gravitating toward the tip of his manhood without his explicit instruction.

“Mai! No, please don’t do this. Mai! Stop! Please!” Jun’s voice, which went unheard by the duo, continued to screech as he felt something inside of him breaking apart. His childhood friend-turned-girlfriend was about to give a blowjob to another man.

But, Mai couldn’t hear the invisible athlete in the background, who watched as she drifted ever closer to Samuel’s little brother. Samuel, too, did not care for the young adult’s squealing, as he focused his undivided attention on the spellbound Mai.

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