[49pic] After the Last Train / 終電後、立場が入れ替わる夜 (Patreon)

“If you go home now, you won’t even get any sleep, right?”

She said it casually, smiling at her junior.

A major incident had dragged on late into the night.The last train was already gone.In a business hotel near the station, they talked things through, cracking open cans of chūhai as they did.After listening to his feelings, she headed back to her room—planning to take a shower.Or so she thought.

—When she found herself…

Her upper body was bare except for a button-down shirt.Below, only pantyhose.Her wrists were bound together with cold handcuffs, and a cloth gag filled her mouth.

“Nn…? …nnn—!?”

Before her thoughts could catch up, his hands were already crawling over her body.From her face, to her shoulders, to her stomach—moving with deliberate precision, picking up nothing but pleasure, slow and relentless.

Only then was she forced to confront how oblivious she had been—not only to his feelings, but to the masochistic desire that had been sleeping inside her, the one she had been carefully turning her eyes away from.

“Mmph… nnn… f—nnmm…”

With a sharp rip, the pantyhose tore, and his fingertips slid to the sensitive place.Fatigue from work, the alcohol…the constant stimulation slowly dissolved what remained of her dulled reason.Even through the shirt, the hard bulge was unmistakable.Her body clamped down on the finger inside her, acting on its own.

“Nn— ah… ahh…!”

He teased her with exquisite changes in pressure, as if testing her reactions, winding her up until she was on the verge of coming apart.

I have to endure this. I can’t—

She thought so, but she had already been driven that far.

“—!?”

Everything stopped.

The frustration felt like being abandoned, tightening painfully in her chest.Her reason snapped back and she tried to protest, but with the gag in her mouth, it came out as nothing more than muffled, helpless sounds.

That only pushed her further into the corner—mind and body alike.Her body alone still wanted it, desperately.

He met her eyes quietly.From here on, say it yourself.That was what his gaze demanded.

“……mmph… p-please…”

A pathetic, humiliating plea.Taking it as approval, he thrust himself inside her.

“Nmmph—! Nnng—! Ah… nnn—!”

Her entire body seized as she was sent clean past her limit, climaxing at once.A numbing sensation tore through her, leaving no room to think as her body jolted violently.Each deep thrust stole her breath, her vision flickering at the edges.

“Nn… nmm… ah…”

The sound leaking past the gag was weak, shamefully honest.The roles had completely reversed—and the woman who was supposed to be the one protecting him was left utterly subdued, her submission observed in silence, all the way to the end.

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「今から帰っても寝る時間ないでしょ？」彼女はそう言って、後輩くんに笑ってみせた。

特大のトラブルで終電も過ぎた深夜、駅前のビジネスホテルで相談にのりつつチューハイの缶を開ける。後輩くんの気持ちを聞き終え、部屋に戻ってシャワー――のハズだった。

――気づくと。上半身は素肌にワイシャツ、下半身はパンストだけ。手首は冷たい手錠で繋がれ、口には布の猿轡。

「んぅ？……んん……ッ！？」頭が追いつかないまま、後輩くんの手が身体を這っている。顔から肩、お腹へと、狙いすましたみたいに快感だけを拾いながら、ゆっくり執拗に。ようやく、自分が彼の気持ちに鈍感だったこと、そして、自分の中に眠っていた被虐の欲望から目を逸らしていたことを思い知らされる。

「むっ……んんぅ……ふ、んむぅ……」ビリッとパンストが裂かれる音と同時に、指先が敏感なところへ――。仕事の疲れ、お酒……与えられ続ける刺激が、鈍った理性をじわじわ溶かしていく。シャツ越しでも分かるくらいの硬い突起。中に入ってきた指を、勝手に締め付けてしまう。

「んッ、うぅぅ……うぅぅ……ッ！」反応を確かめるみたいに、絶妙な強弱で煽られ、今にもイきそうになる。耐えなきゃ、だめ――そう思うのに、もうそこまで追い込まれていた。

「んッ！？」ぴたりと動きが止まる。置き去りにされるみたいな焦れに、胸の奥がきしむ。理性が戻って抗議しようとしても、猿轡のせいでくぐもった鳴き声にしかならない。それが余計に心と身体を追い込んでいく。身体だけが最後まで欲しがっている。後輩くんが静かに目線を送る。――ここから先は、自分で言え。そう迫ってくる。

「………………お…ぇ……あ…ぃ……」みっともないお願い。それを聞いた彼は“合格”とばかりに肉棒を突き刺した。

「んむぉっ……ん゛ん゛っ……！ ん、ん゛ぅう……っ！」――全身がびくんと固まり、さっきまでの限界をあっさり飛び越えて、イってしまった。痺れるみたいな感覚に、考える暇もなく、身体が大きく跳ねる。奥まで突かれるたび、息がひゅっと引きつって、視界の端がチカチカする。

「ん……んむ……ぁ……」猿轡越しの声は弱々しく、情けないほど正直に滲む。守ってやる側だったはずの立場が逆転したまま、お姉さんだった彼女が完全に屈した姿を、静かに、最後まで鑑賞されていた。