The dispy on his ID bracer fshed from opaque to visible. Linhart saw his Fighting Score was ticking up, but it was still lower than it had been just an hour ago. He was at

  Fighting:527??, Healing: 20

  So, he was gaining Score from the anal attack on Ami, but it looked like she scored a lot on him before that. But he couldn’t even fuck his Score back up! Having a damaged dick was hurting him in more ways than one.

  Ami was still spread out on his bed like a starfish, but Linhart knew this little nymph would be up in no time at all. He’d have to move fast.

  Spinning the dial to his skill menu, he selected the only skill he had. FEARLESS. It had cost him two skill points, but at the time it had been a life-saver. He imagined again the girl with sharp teeth. Her demented smile.

  But then he looked down at this girl who was now beginning to move again. The senior with wild jet bck hair. Her skin was shiny, pale as moonlight, but her face was flushed red with excitement. Her eye makeup was running from the sweat of their workout, but that only added to her sexy appeal, in his opinion. She was like a tragic, gothic princess waiting for her prince to come along and fuck her.

  He would be that prince.

  He tapped the tiny button next to FEARLESS and watched as the word faded from his screen. A surge of adrenaline rushed into his mind all at once, and Linhart felt more alive than he had in a year. Alive and scared. Was this really his new life? What the hell was he doing bouncing around with all these girls? He remembered Taylor, the boy who had been raped. Girls were dangerous in this world! Is that dresser secured to the wall? It looks like it might fall over!

  A year’s worth of stored up memories hit him all at once and he realized that he was living a very dangerous life here at the Academy. He was lucky to be alive! Linhart’s eyes darted to Ami again. She was like a sleeping lion, just beginning to awaken for her next meal. He had to get that skill, quickly.

  He frowned at his ID bracer. He had no skills now, and he had 1 skill point avaible. He had paid 2 points for FEARLESS, but it had only returned 1 of them. Hopefully this new skill would only cost 1.

  He turned another small dial, scrolling through the list of skills avaible to him as a Fighter: Level 3.

  BLINK THINK, CALM CORE, ENERGY SAP, FOCUSED BREATH, PAIN TO PLEASURE…

  Here it is. Linhart clicked on that one and spent the point. The effect was immediate. Linhart fell onto the bed, his limbs and head spasming wildly as his body chemistry revised itself once again. The nerve endings all over his body were buzzed in pain, but slowly that feeling faded and did not return. Instead, his nerves were humming, sending warm signals to his brain.

  Even his bruised penis had stopped aching. Where the worst of the damage had been, there was now a gentle stimution that told him everything was okay. His dick was back and ready for action.

  He looked at Ami again. She was still ying down, spread eagle, but her eyes had opened and she was studying him silently. She was probably enjoying the feeling of her post-orgasmic glow. This looked like a good chance to get the upper hand.

  Her bouncy little tits were spilling to the sides of her torso, still perky and perfect. Linhart ran his fingers over them, giving each a squeeze. His hands ran down her narrow waist and he scratched a line over her curved hips. Her shapely legs were stretched straight out. Lifting her legs at the calves, he raised them high into the air and knelt in between them. He looked again into her eyes.

  This previously bossy girl now seemed reticent, not saying a thing, just watching his movements, captivated. She allowed him to move her body without argument, and only emitted a small sound as he bent her legs in the shape of an M.

  She was very flexible. Her legs opened wide, with the muscles drawn tight from her thighs to her groin, her wet pussy was fully on dispy. His hands held her ankles up, and he was ready for a struggle. But it didn’t come…

  “You’re a weird little flower, aren’t you.” she said dreamily, not moving her lower half, Ami propped herself up with her elbows. The action made her breasts jiggle seductively. “I expected you to be halfway back to Eryndor City by now, but here you are trying to please me again.”

  “I’m not going to please you. I’m going to punish you.”

  “Ha!” she ughed loudly, her sadistic energy was returning quickly, “Is that so? Are you going to punish me with that big dick of yours? Maybe we should wrestle again.”

  “No, I’m only going to punish you if you stay down there.” Linhart had been pying around with his fully erect rod. Sure, it had turned red and blue like a week-old sausage, but it felt great! He spped it down against Ami’s wet pussy, eliciting a squeal from her. “Let’s see how much dick your pussy can hold.”

  “Uugh! Yeah, put it in.”

  He rubbed the tip back and forth across her pussy lips, then reached down with one hand to open them wide. Pushing down into her slippery wet tunnel, his fat cock started to slide in, pressing over its bumpy red contours. She was way too tight, though, and Ami’s face screwed up into a look of pain. Her leg muscles were tensed up and she looked like she was trying to endure torture.

  “Oh, fuck!” she screamed, “Your dick is too big for this weird angle. I have to get on top to push.”

  Ami’s legs came down and wrapped around Linhart’s waist. Her arms reached out to pull him in close, but he resisted. The struggle didn’t st very long though, as they rolled around on the bed for control. She overpowered him quickly, ending up on top. His dick had fallen out of her, and now that he was ying on his back, it was pointing north. She still held him firmly by the wrists with one hand and was using her other hand to guide him back into her dripping wet snatch.

  Linhart didn’t like that he was back on the bottom again. This was going to cost him points. But the enjoyable sensations that were flowing from his wrists and crotch made it all seem better.

  “And now, I’m going to lower my fg onto that monster pole of yours,” she excimed, spreading her legs wider and lowering her crotch. His dick squeezed smoothly past her entrance and up to her cervix. Her expression told him that it was still painful as hell, but not a sound came out of her parted lips and she kept on going. Her tunnel stretched to accommodate his girth, and Linhart marveled at the way her groin bulged and shaped itself around him.

  Ami was impaled up to the entrance of her womb now, and she had reached her limit, but there was still a lot of dick to go. She was moving her body up and down in a rhythm, but her legs were shaking and it looked like she was ready to colpse.

  Linhart shook her hands off his wrists and went for her tits. He squeezed and moulded them, then watched them bounce about as he gave them a couple of sharp sps. Ami cooed, seeming to like that. He was massaging her nipples now and Ami froze in pce. Her sensual lips in a red O as she lost herself in the pleasures of her flesh.

  He continued to py with her tits, watching her face. It held a sexy, dreamlike expression.

  “You lied to me, Ami.” He tried to sound pyful, but he knew there was something serious he had to hear, and he would have to fuck it out of her. He had started rocking his dick in and out in short strokes, rubbing against her deepest spots. “You said you weren’t going to rape me, you promised me, and now here you are… my wiener is in your vagina. Why did you do this?”

  Ami looked at him, her eyes wild, bck makeup running down her cheeks. “I- I- I didn’t mean to… I- I- I didn’t pn this.” she said hoarsely.

  Linhart leaned forward and reached around behind her to grip her firm buttocks. Despite her unnatural strength, she didn’t weigh much at all, and he lifted her into the air with ease. She was suspended in midair, her sexy legs spread wide to the sides, and her body pressed up against his. She was impaled on his big dick and as she struggled to raise herself off of it, gravity would pull her back down to where she had started. His hands slid down to grip the round folds of her thighs where they met her butt. He was lifting her now, spreading her legs wide to the side, sliding her up and down again and again, Ami found herself getting pulled deeper and deeper down onto his rod.

  The sexy sounds she was making were just like those he heard earlier. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her boobs pressed against his chest.

  “Apologize to me, Ami.”

  “Haghh, huuhhn…” Her body was spasming slightly, and Linhart knew she was climaxing. She shook and gasped as quietly as she could. He started to bounce her little body up and down, and her grip got even tighter.

  “Apologize!”

  “I- I- I’m sorry for raping you, Linhart!” she sobbed in the cutest voice. Her red lips reached for his and they kissed passionately. His pleasure sensors were reaching their heights, and he knew that he was about to blow. A small worry floated across his consciousness, hoping he wasn’t causing his poor wounded dick any permanent harm, and then he was ready to cum.

  Breaking their heated kiss, he gripped her tight and started pumping in and out of her hard. Ignoring her screams, he was treating her like a living, breathing sex doll. He pushed her up against the wall, and repositioned his hands. Opening her butt cheeks as wide as he could, he slid a finger up into her ass. She was wailing and twisting in his arms as his cum shot deep inside of her over and over. He kept her suspended in the air until the st of his sperm had been pumped into her womb. Then, as his mind started to clear, he turned around and dropped her back on the bed. She was limp and lifeless again.

  Checking his wrist, he found that his score was rising:

  Fighting:564??, Healing: 20

  It was now getting close to Midday Meal. It was too te to attend any of his morning courses. Ami’s legs were spread wide and twitching sporadically. Her breasts were heaving as her breathing slowly evened out. A glob of his glowing spunk, mixed with some blood came dribbling out of her onto his soiled bed covers. Maybe he had been too rough with her?

  Looking down at this beautiful doll; this fake Security Guard; this wannabe rapist, he decided no, he hadn't been too rough. He would keep punishing her until he had as much information as he could get out of her.

  Climbing on top of her, he reached for her nipples and pulled on them hard. "Haaagghh..." She was still semi-conscious. Ami groaned in soreness, as he shoved his dick once more into her waiting pussy.