Hentai King System

”…Rigel… san…?”

A trembling voice spilled from the back of her throat.

Why.

She should have thought that, yet even the question would not become words. It froze deep in her vocal cords.

”Man, you were cute. Believing my words that unguardedly. Aren’t you short on wariness?”

Rigel walked closer, slowly.

His fingertip touched Char’s cheek.

The feel was unpleasantly cold, like a snake’s tongue licking skin.

The sensation left on her skin sent a small shudder through her body.

”Hey, Char. How much did you think you knew about me?”

”…Why… why something like this…!”

The feeling in the depths of her heart tried to seep out with tears.

Char held it back desperately.

”’Kindness’ can be a weapon too. That time you called dreamlike… for me, that was groundwork. For my amusement.”

Rigel’s eyes were smiling.

But in their depths there was not a scrap of affection.

Pure malice and a desire to dominate.

And above all, they were filled with mockery.

”Char, I’m going to violate you now. You’re going to become my woman. No, my sex slave.”

”…!”

At the same time as that declaration, Rigel reached for Char’s body.

The instant he touched her, her shoulder jerked.

That tremor was nothing but a physiological mix of fear and confusion.

”Kukuku. You look like you hate it.”

A low voice whispered by her ear.

The sound slid into the depths of Char’s ear as if a snake were whispering.

What was right and what was wrong.

Ruled by turmoil and confusion, even that boundary grew hazy.

Even so, Char shook her head.

Right, left.

Weakly, yet desperately.

”I don’t… hate it. But…”

The words were not spat out in a voice trembling with fear.

Faint and aching, like a confession.

Char was in love with Rigel.

Being touched by him was, somewhere in her heart, truly happy.

She could not deny that.

But there was one shadow in her chest she could not wipe away.

The mistress contract with the wicked noble, ”Rave von Gousel, son of a marquis family.”

For her it was a heavy chain.

Her body was dirty.

That thought bound her, telling her she had no right to receive Rigel’s love.

That was why she had a goal.

To place high in the Academy Martial Arts Tournament, rise to a mid-to-upper class, advance and graduate safely.

After that, take the ”title” of Royal Academy graduate and cancel the unjust mistress contract with Rave.

That was the goal.

She could not be with Rigel until that path was finished.

Char believed that.

”I… with Rigel-san…”

Words leaked in a trembling voice. She herself had not yet grasped what came after.

But—

Rigel’s finger gently touched those lips. As if checking their softness, and as if telling her to say nothing. The motion was even elegant, yet madness and sadism drifted there.

And with an evil smile still on his face, he said,

”What are you misunderstanding? I just want to fuck you. You don’t have the right to refuse.”

Rigel put his hand on Char’s clothes. Then he tore them away with raw force.

”…!?”

Char swallowed her breath. Underwear peeked from her chest, exposing her white skin and the swell of her breasts.

”Hyahahahaha! What a nice view!!”

Laughing, Rigel reached for her chest. His fingertips touched her skin.

”S-stop… please… A body like mine…”

”No way I’m stopping. Ah, but… these breasts are a little precious.”

Rigel’s hand seized Char’s breast. His fingers dug into the flesh, and the soft feel wrapped his palm.

”Higu…!”

Char’s body jumped and trembled. Enjoying that reaction, Rigel played with her breast further.

”A bit underdeveloped. Well, that’s about right for an undernourished commoner.”

A mocking voice. Char’s face dyed bright red.

”Hehe! Glare at me with those eyes all you want. It just turns me on more.”

”Hyuun!”

Rigel’s hand moved and pinched her nipple. At that stimulation a sweet voice leaked from Char’s mouth.

”Fuu… fuu…!! I-it’s no good…! Rigel-san, this… this is…!”

Char desperately tried to hold her voice down. But Rigel’s caresses continued as if trampling that effort.

”Hm? What’s no good?”

”Agu! Auuuu!!”

Rigel’s fingers pulled her nipple hard. Pain and pleasure mixed and raced through her body.

”Hey hey, you’re feeling it. You actually wanted this done to you, didn’t you?”

”That’s… not it…! I…!!”

”What’s not it? Come on, say it.”

Rigel grabbed Char’s chin and forced her to face him. Then he stacked his lips on hers.

”…!?”

A sensation as if the air froze. Char’s eyes opened wide. Before she could even swallow her breath, Rigel’s tongue slid in. The movement was rough like a beast, yet somehow cunning. It wriggled as if searching her mouth, touched her tongue, tangled, and would not leave.

(W-what is this…!)

Something stirred deep in her chest. Char’s reason should have been ringing an alarm, yet her body followed another voice. Heated lips, the temperature of tangling tongues. It was unknown, and it should have been something to reject now. But somewhere, just somewhere, her heart wavered at the sensation.

Every time their lips touched, something creaked inside her. Whether it was fear, anger, or an impulse she could not put into words. Before she knew it, Char was unconsciously wrapping her own tongue around Rigel’s. She had no room to think about what that act meant.

”…Nn?”

Rigel’s eyes widened for an instant as if surprised. He had plenty of experience kissing during rape. After thoroughly ravaging a girl and hammering in the hierarchy, there were women who actively answered a kiss. But there had never been a girl who tangled tongues from the very start.

”Hmph, looks like you’re into it too.”

”Th-that’s not…! This is…”

”But this is still rape. I’ll move it on my terms. Hehehe…”

Rigel moved to the next stage. Strike while the iron is hot. Insertion honors haste. He hiked up Char’s skirt, put his hand on her underwear, and yanked it down in one motion.

”…!!”

Char’s face dyed bright red with shame. Enjoying that reaction, Rigel pressed his cock against her private place.

”Kuku… Sorry, no foreplay. I’m putting it in all at once, okay?”

Rigel’s thing split Char’s entrance. Then he thrust all the way in at once.

”Nnnn!!”

A scream rose from Char’s mouth. As if enjoying that reaction, Rigel slammed his hips fiercely.

”Yah! Ah! I-it’s no good!! Rigel-san!”

”Hahaha! There’s no man who stops when you tell him no!!”

Laughing, Rigel kept moving his hips. Each time, his thing rubbed up the inside of Char’s vagina and dominated her body with pleasure.

”Nn… au! Nnn!!”

Under the merciless piston, Char kept gasping. In the middle of that, she noticed a sense of wrongness.

At first it was a small sense of wrongness. Faint, like a rasp, only tickling a corner of her awareness. It was a sensation hard to describe in words, but it swayed like ripples under her skin and steadily eroded her heart. Over and over, her mind reacted too sharply to tiny gestures, the tone of his breathing, changes in skin temperature. Each time, suspicion crossed her chest, and before long it inevitably transformed into certainty.

”R-Rigel-san… Could it be, could it be that you are—”

”Aahn? What?”

Rigel answered Char’s words as if he were not paying them any mind. The tone was as flippant as always, as if he might laugh it off any second, but far from slowing, his movements only gained force. That only spurred Char’s suspicion further. Still bright red in the face, driven by an impulse she could not hold back, she shouted.

”Aren’t you the son of Marquis Gousel!?”

In that instant the air froze. Rigel’s hands, the movement of his body, stopped dead as if time itself had halted. Breathing shallowly, Char looked straight into the eyes that looked back at her. Those eyes, holding a sharp light, narrowed as if calculating something.