Sunday, 27 September 2020

Story: UY Authority Badge

 

 Hell's greatest torment is a glimpse of heaven. To behold the paradise that you could have if only for a different choice, but to then be condemned back into the misery you brought upon yourself. Hope raised. Then dashed. Today Ataru Moroboshi was learning the meaning of those words. They were being engraved on his very soul.

Let's step back a little so you know what is going on. Ataru had briefly left Sakura's office so she could take some time to think about her own sexual desires. Yes, that was pretty bad. No , it wasn't the hell being meant.

That came fifteen minutes later, when Ataru knocked on the door to the Nurses office, and Ran answered it.

Ran was naked, with only her hair and a particular crossing of her legs providing any semblance of modesty. “Oh! It’s you! Mister… uh…”

“A Teacher and Faculty Inspector Miss Ran.” The sight of Ran’s incredible naked body provoking no outward reaction as the stoic air of professionalism kept his face’s expression neutral. His gaze focused only on her flushed, smiling face. "So, how is Miss Sakura? Has she gleaned a greater understanding of her own sexuality?"

Ran's sleepy yet enthusiastic nod was super hot. Less so was Ataru coughing and pointedly looking away from her body. No. No you demon, no! Let him look, let him see, let him savour every little bit of it!

“And what about you Miss Ran? Do you feel better about some of your own psychological issues?”

"Mmm, yes!" Ran nodded with great enthusiasm. She looked down, seemed to remember herself, then slid back inside. A minute or so later the door opened up again, and Ran was once again wearing her proper maid school uniform. However, the way she wore it was quite different. It was disheveled, loosely worn, and it was very clear her bra had been lost in the shuffle somewhere. As a professional Ataru would describe the look as her clearly having been in a hury after some vigorous activity.

If Ataru had been allowed to describe it less professionally, it was very clearly clothing thrown on after a girl got fucked.

Stepping inside he found Sakura, slouched in a chair, fully dressed but in very rumpled clothing. There was a mound of papers on the table next to her. In his head, Ataru believed it was impossible that someone could write that much out in fifteen minutes even without any form of sexual activity being involved.

In his heart, the fact they'd managed to do this was, in fact, a massive turnon. On top of a mountain of massive turnons.

"You were right," Sakura said, pushing herself off her chair.  "I desperately needed that. I had no idea how sexually repressed I was, but now Miss Ran has helped me understand it."

"Quite often, a teacher will learn from their students even as they teach," Ataru nodded solemnly. What kind of platitude was that?! "With your permission, may I read through what you have written? It would be quite beneficial to understand where you are mentally - but it would of course be quite inappropriate to do so without your express permission."
Ugh, what a dork his responsible self was. Read it already! At the very least let him read the hot steamy fantasies of Sakura. Knowing what worked for that woman, that absolute babe, would be the sweetest of salvations for him in this responsible hell.

Or so he thought at the time. But when Sakura said it was okay, and he sat down to read, that was when Ataru Moroboshi learned it. This was hell. This was the greatest hell he could possibly imagine.

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Once that official had left, Sakura relaxed a little bit. Her own sexual fantasies? She didn't know where to begin. She tried and tried to think it over, but... What should she write?

"Having trouble?" Ran asked, slipping up behind her to squeeze Sakura's shoulders. "I mean after that <b>Thoroughly satisfying spanking</b> I thought you had a bit of a kinky side to you."

"Do I?" Sakura asked. "Until recently I was always ill. I was beset by a legion of disease spirits who would keep my body in no condition to do much. I could not play with others of my own peer group. I could not date. I could only pray and practise exorcisms. I had no time for earthly desires."

But that was the problem, wasn't it? No matter how enlightened you might become, your body still had needs. Food. Water. Sleep. And yes, sexual relief. She hadn't been able to get that. Due to her body. Due to her upbringing... The idea of erotic fantasies kind of weirded her out a little.

"I see, I get it!" Ran said, running her feather duster along Sakura's chest. "Even a pretty woman like you can have problems with this sort of thing, right? Teehee! And there was Ran <b>getting jealous of those big bags of flesh you have on your chest!</b> Hahaha, oh gosh, my temper doesn't seem to be all the way gone even though I now acknowledge all the <b>nasty deviant shit</b> I want to do to <b>Lum's stupidly erotic body</b>."

... Ran was not making the best case for finding sexual relief, if Sakura was being perfectly honest. Still. She had to write something down. That official was right, how was she supposed to help others understand their own sexulaity, if she did not understand her own?

"Still struggling," Ran asked, and all of a sudden Sakura had a maid sitting in her lap. "Alright, how about this? How did you feel when you were spanking me before? When you were pretending to be Ataru?"

How did she feel...? She opened her mouth to answer, but Ran put her finger against Sakura's lips.

"No, no. Don't think. Feel."

Alright. That didn't really make a whole lot of sense to her, but if that would help... Sakura closed her eyes and thought back. To Ran lying naked and helpless across her lap. To raising her hand into the air, and bringing it down upon warm inviting flesh. Of staying in character, and very obviously catching a squeeze and a rub before returning the hand into the air...

"It felt... empowering," Sakura said "I had you at my mercy."

Then she felt something press against her lips. Ran. Kissing her. Strangely, it almost felt like some sort of energy was being poured into her through this kiss.

"Would you like to spank me again?" Ran asked. "Hrm, maybe this timeI'll pretend to be Ataru, and you're punishing me for hitting on you?"

What was this? This strange feeling in the pit of her stomach? Ah! Sakura almost couldn't stop herself. With remarkable strength, she lifted this... admittedly light girl into the air and flipped her around so that she was, once again, lying across her lap.

"Moroboshi, you have harassed me for the last time!" Sakura said. She unfastened Ran's uniform. Okay, that was a little incongruent with the scene, but whatever. The uniform was tossed aside. "Now you'll learn what you get when you push too far!"

"Ooh, how kinky of yoouuu!" Ran moaned, not really doing anything like an impersonation of Ataru. Whatever! All that mattered was seeking that part of herself and dragging it out, so she could use it to help others!

"Do you have any idea how difficult your antics make my life?" Smack! "Hitting on me all the time!" Smack! "Interfering in my dates!" Smack, smack! "The sheer, unparalleled bullshit you attract to you, like flies are attracted to shit!"

Sakura caught herself breathing heavily while resting her hand on Ran's posterior. She squeezed it .It was... delightful. Licking her lips, Sakura lifted Ran's unresisting body off her, to her feet, and made her lean against a desk.

"Perverts like you only understand one thing," Sakura said, then rushed her face forward. She was always known for her bottomless appetite, but one thing she'd never eaten before was ass.

<hr>

So it turned out that Sakura was a closet dom. That did not conflict in the slightest with his view of her. Now, you might think 'that's not so bad'. You might think 'hell? Really? You're exaggerating.' But Ataru wasn't finished reading yet.

The worst was yet to come. And it started right about...

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"There's only one way you'll learn your lesson, Moroboshi!" Sakura said, having discarded her own clothes in a more careless fashion than usual. Something had overtaken her. A feeling like the sort she'd get on entering a brand new all you can eat buffet.

“I’ve been such a bad girl!” Ran said, her hands having been plunging into her pussy since around a few minutes after Sakura started this. "I mean, boy. I've been a naughty, naughty boy."

"Yes, you have." The hunger was reaching a crescendo. Was this... was this her sexual desire? She climbed on top of Ran's face and started humping into it, grabbing the girl's hair to force her face in as close as it can get. "This is what you want, isn't it? Then take it! Take it until you choke on it!"

Ah, for some reason she was suddenly feling a bit drained of energy. Sakura fell over, unable to bear being upright all of a sudden. Was that an orgasm? No, that didn't quite feel intense enough. Where had her energy gone all of a sudden.

"Okay, so that's official, you're a dom," Ran said. She wiped at her mouth. "But you need to be a little bit more in control over yourself, teehee, <b>unless you want to fucking suffocate your partner between your glorious thighs</b>." Ran then paused, and smiled. “Fuck that’d be a hot way to go…” She said quietly.

<hr>

Ataru wished Sakura hadn’t overheard that bit and decided to include it in the report. Because <b>damn</b> Ran was right.

<hr>

It was pouring out of her now. Which did she mean, the ideas or the juices flowing from her pussy. Fuck, but Ran was so damned good at this! Her tongue was like a flickering nirvana, and every time she whimpered Moroboshi's name another flash of inspiration came to her.

"I know, I'll use my foot to grind against his crotch!" Sakura said quite excitedly. "Hehehe, I bet nobody's thought of that before!"

"Mmm... Ataru..." Ran moaned, sending her hot breath up against an area Sakura didn't even know was sensitive

"Moroboshi..." Sakura growled. But, you know, an erotic growl.Because the idea of sexually tormenting Ataru Moroboshi -

<hr>

"-Is my single biggest turnon," Ataru read. "The very notion of it gets me off to the point it might turn me into a nymphomaniac. Very good, Miss Sakura! You're now more aware of your own sexual needs, and can act on them appropriately. You'll no doubt be a major source of assistance for the troubled students that come your way."

Welcome to hell, Ataru. He'd been unable to stop himself from reading it. Any of it.. This might be hard to believe, but during that whole thing he'd wanted to drop the book, walk over to Sakura, tell her that he was Ataru and let her do all of it to him.

All of it. Every single thing. Including the inventive thing with the salt shaker. And he had been unable to do anything. Anything at all. To make it happen.

Yet he could not. Because responsibility. Accursed responsibility. Kept. Getting. In. The. Way.

"I shall leave you to ruminate on what you've found," Ataru said, and he screamed inside. Horny Sakura! Right there! Horny Sakura ready to do all manner of filthy, nasty things to him! "Ran, let us leave her for now. Our job here is done. You have performed admirably in helping her."

"Thank you sir," Sakura said, giving them a sleepy wave, then grabbing her pen and writing down something else with great excitement and relish. Oh, that smile on her face! It was positively lewd! No, don't leave! No, go back! Nooooo!

"Now that we're alone Miss Ran, I should mention that you should not manipulate others in that way," Ataru said. Huh? What now?!

"Whatever do you mean?" Ran asked, batting her eyelashes all innocently at him.

"I know what you're trying to do, and it is quite immoral," Ataru said. "The only reason that I didn't say anything in front of her, is it would have done more harm than good. If I catch you manipulating anyone else into joining your little fetish club with that Moroboshi boy, I'll make sure you cannot climax for a week. Are we clear?"

...Noooo! Ran was helping his harem grooooow! Why would he have to subject himself to this? It was not fair! Ah! This glimpse of heaven was the worst kind of hell imaginable!

  1. The school day ends, and Ataru heads home with Lum. Trying to think about how to make up for the blueballing hell he experienced tonight
  2. ...and hey, he does get some sex. So it’s almost worth it.
  3. Mendo gets home and takes off the uniform, immediately masturbates to what happened.
  4. Shinobu and Ryuunosuke are doing the best TAing ever..
  5. Something else


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