Weekend, at the Sakuramiya home.
After receiving the command to get into a university, the two girls were diligently studying the exercise book problems at the desk over the weekend for the reward Rin Ito had promised. Their grades were above average, and combined with their achievements in archery competitions, getting into a decent university wasn't an issue, but they needed to work much harder to get into the best one.
With their heads lowered, soft strands of hair fell. They tucked the stray strands behind their ears with their fingertips, and their eyes met inadvertently, causing their hearts to beat faster.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
Buzz, buzz, buzz....
"!!!"
The vibration of the phone startled the two, making them quickly avert their gaze. Hinata, realizing it was her phone, hurriedly picked it up... It was a message from Rin Ito.
[Have Saya pick out a set of lingerie for you, then have Saya drive you to my house.]
Hinata instinctively held her breath upon seeing the message and looked at Saya. A feeling akin to the thrill of a secret affair made Hinata's heart race.
"Um, Saya-nee, Master... he... he wants you to pick out a set of lingerie for me, and then... drive me to his house."
"Eh... okay." Saya was stunned for a moment, then felt her heart pound wildly. She nodded in a barely audible voice and got up to pick out a cream-colored set of lingerie for Hinata from the closet.
The two changed their clothes and left together. Soon, Saya drove Hinata to Rin Ito's doorstep. They were both blushing and didn't say much along the way. Only when they arrived at Rin Ito's house did Hinata speak.
"Saya-nee, you should go back now. If... if Mom asks tonight, Saya-nee, just say I went to play at Kaede's house. Be careful on your way back..."
Rin Ito had only asked Saya to bring Hinata, not to come inside with her... Picking out lingerie for the person she loves and then sending her into another man's arms. The feeling made Saya feel her little baby's room tremble! Even though nothing had touched her, she felt like she was about to climax.
"You too, Hinata... be careful."
"..." Hinata wanted to say something but held back. We're already here, what's there to be careful about? Careful not to get pregnant?
Just as the two were hesitating at Rin Ito's doorstep, a taxi pulled up next to them. Then, a blonde, twin-tailed girl wearing a dark green tracksuit, a backpack, and glasses emerged from the taxi.
As soon as she got out, she looked at the two curiously.
"Are you... Sakuramiya-senpai?"
"Eh?" Hinata and Saya looked at the girl next to them. "You are... Eriri Sawamura-san?"
"That's right, that's me."
As the captain and vice-captain of the Girls' Archery Club, the two had given speeches in the auditorium representing the club after winning a competition. Eriri, as a high school artist who could hold her own exhibitions, was also quite famous at school. Although Hinata and Saya had no personal interaction with Eriri, they vaguely remembered each other's names.
Seeing the two, Eriri's eyes lit up. She adjusted her glasses and looked at them excitedly... Mashiro had mentioned before that the nude model was hired by her and someone else, and other doujinshi artists would also be coming. I didn't realize the Sakuramiya-senpais from the Girls' Archery Club were secretly doujinshi artists!
"You... you also have this interest?"
"Eh... Sawamura-san too?"
Saya and Hinata exchanged glances... I'm bringing Hinata to a party today, and Sawamura-san is also here... Could she also have the same NTR fetish as us!? They hadn't heard that the school's great artist had a boyfriend... but her friends in Eriri's class had mentioned that she often bickered with someone named Utaha Kasumigaoka. Could they be like Hinata and me?
"Everyone with the same hobby is a fellow enthusiast! Just call me Eriri. I can't believe you also have this interest. I wish we had met sooner."
"Uh... yes." Hinata's lips twitched. Eriri is so bold... She can talk about such a perverse NTR fetish so casually, even loudly discussing it outside without any embarrassment. Eriri-san is really... amazing!
"Let's go. It wouldn't be good to keep them waiting."
"Mhm." Saya nodded. "Then you two go on inside. I'll head back now."
"Mhm... Bye, Saya-nee."
Eriri glanced at the two. She had thought both of them were doujinshi artists, but it turned out only Hinata was. But that's okay... finding three fellow doujinshi enthusiasts in school is more than I expected!
Watching Saya leave, the two rang Rin Ito's doorbell.
"EEK!!!"
Through the door, they vaguely heard a short scream from inside the house. With a series of light footsteps, the door opened. A delicate blonde girl, dressed in a shirt like a doll, appeared before them.
So bold and tempting! Eriri subconsciously swallowed, looking at Mashiro, who was wearing only a shirt. She could faintly see the outline of two reddened nipples through the fabric. The innocent and pure girl is wearing a tempting no-pants shirt, and you can faintly see the marks of her two nipples. I didn't expect Mashiro to dress so boldly at home.
But... whose shirt is she wearing?
"Come in." Before Eriri could react, Mashiro turned and walked toward the living room.
Closing the door, the two followed Mashiro's footsteps into the living room, and then...
"WOAH!!!!"
Eriri was utterly shocked by the scene in the living room.
In the living room, a well-endowed, dark-haired girl whose breasts were still dripping milk was kneeling on the floor with her butt up. Although her head was lowered and her face was obscured, the wetness in her crotch clearly trailed down her thighs. A slender chain on her neck was clipped to the sofa leg. The restricted chain length forced the girl to stay on the floor, kneeling like a pet.
Hinata wasn't too surprised by the sight. After all, Kaede, Saya-nee, and she all had the NTR fetish, so it wasn't surprising for Rin Ito to have other female companions besides Mashiro.
"Hmm?" Mashiro tilted her head, looking at the overly surprised Eriri. "What's wrong?"
"Eh... Who is she?" Eriri was stunned for a moment. Looking at the calm expressions of Hinata and Mashiro, she suddenly realized. "Is this the model you mentioned, Mashiro?"
Hiss... As expected of the model Mashiro pays 1 million Yen a month for! No wonder this nude model is so expensive! This isn't an art school nude model; it's a doujinshi nude model! It turns out she doesn't just strip naked for Mashiro; she also has to pose in such humiliating ways for them to see. If it were me, Eriri, I wouldn't do it for any amount of money.
To Eriri's surprise, Mashiro didn't nod.
"She's not a model; she's a pet."
OvO?
Just as Eriri was in shock, Mashiro added another sentence.
"I am too."