Pseudo Resident's Illegal Stay in Another World

༺ The Sun, the Moon, and the Sword (4) ༻

Burrrrr—

I brought fingers, which I was oscillating like a modern-day vibrator tool, to Hippolyte’s thighs.

“Mmm, ung, Has—!”

Hippolyte, startled by the unfamiliar sensation, tried to squeal loudly so I raised my other hand to cover her mouth.

“… Hey, it’s nighttime, you should be quiet.”

“Hmph, geugh, heuh…”

Hippolyte overwhelmed by the stimulation on her thigh, twisted her body like she didn’t know what to do, contorting herself in response.

“Heuuh, heuaaah…”

I could feel the hot and sticky moans leaking from her mouth despite my hand covering it.

I slowly removed the palm that was rubbing her right thigh. Slowly, so slowly that I could almost feel her frustration, and then carefully led them to an even more private spot up her legs.

What’s going to happen now?

I was acting without thinking, my heart pounding and my mind racing with excitement. Still, the inner thigh was a precious place to a woman, so I figured that she might refuse my advances.

“Heuuh, uuuh, heuuu…”

I don’t know if it was because her mouth was blocked or because she didn’t have the presence of mind to refuse, but Hippolyte didn’t resist my touch as I moved closer and closer to her intimate place.

Swipe—

And just like that, my subtly vibrating hand reached that lasciviously bulging mound between her thighs.

Her paper-thin pants were already soaking wet and clammy from all the juices she had leaked, and the feel of the prominent mound right above was both unfamiliar and exhilarating at the same time.

Swipe— Swiiipe—

“Euuh, ugh…”

I continued to rub her inner thighs, upward through her clothes. No one ever told me how to do it, but I just gently stimulated her soft flesh from top to bottom.

“Guh, hump, uugh…”

Was she trying to hold her moans back?

That, or maybe it was due to her not being able to breathe as my hand was covering her mouth.

Feeling a little sorry for her, I decided to remove my hand from her mouth.

“You need to be quiet.”

“Y-You devil. You can’t make threats like that… You’ll do something even worse if I scream, won’t you…?”

“… Damn it, make of that what you will.”

Hippolyte was completely consumed by the scenario she was fantasizing about in her mind.

They say that prominent athletes could do image training and make their minds believe as though things were real rather than the illusion they had enacted themselves. Hippolyte was probably being eaten by her own imagination and delusions right now.

A funny situation, to be honest…

She now seemed to firmly believe that I was a barbarian who was overpowering her, and that she was a poor, slender warrior who was being assaulted.

She, who molested me in my sleep, was the one to wake me up and throw me in this predicament in the first place. But now, she was trying to refuse to acknowledge what she had done by enacting this weird coping mechanism in her mind… This was utterly unacceptable.

No matter how much of a good Samaritan I am, I can’t let such injustice happen to me.

Rub— Squelch—

My fingers pried open her quivering flesh through the thin, wet clothing of her lower half.

It was quite thick, and I don’t know if it was because of the clothes, but prying it open took all the strength in my fingers; as though it was actively resisting my touch.

“Hmph, ugh… Ang… Hmph, ha, just, just focusing there… You’re, you’re attacking me as expected…”

Hippolyte spoke to me quietly, as if she’d listened to my earlier command.

I couldn’t really hear her though, my head pounding with excitement, anger, and the sense of immorality I was feeling for doing something horribly wrong.

It would be fair to say that I was in a world of my own right now.

So I finally gave in to the desire whispered to me by my hard, rising cock.

I put my hands on her waist and moved them to peel off the cotton pants that rested on her thighs. The massage would work better on her bare skin than over her clothes anyway.

“U-Ugh, ah, no…”

Hippolyte seemed to have developed some resistance by now, clenching her thighs together and acting like she was trying to avoid being undressed by me.

But her current strength stat was probably at 1. Meanwhile, mine was a staggering 9.

That was about the difference between a small child and a grown man, and so, I ended up ripping the piece of cloth off her thighs in frustration.

Shiver—

Hippolyte’s body trembled greatly.

“… Hua, you tore silk made of an Emperor Dragonfly…? That’s ridiculous. It’s practically impervious to any attack. That, that…”

She must have been surprised at my ability to tear her clothes like that. But that wasn’t what mattered to me now.

I roughly tossed aside her torn clothing, then grabbed both of her ankles and roughly pulled them apart.

Squelch—

Then I saw Hippolyte’s tightly closed pussy gaping open, just a little, in the darkness of the night.

Stimulated by her own masturbation and the touch of my oscillating hand, she was already wet as if she’d been doused with water, with viscous fluid trickling down between her buttocks.

“Why, why are you so wet…?”

I asked, even though I knew everything. I felt like I was bullying someone and my heart was about to burst.

I wondered if she had always felt this way.

“Guh… S-Stop, stop spreading it… I-I’m going to kill you… I’m really going to kill you…!”

Hippolyte desperately tried to close her legs, feeling really embarrassed by this situation.

However, due to my hands resting on both of her ankles and actively spreading them. her pussy was exposed to the world.

This was an inconsiderate act that I would have never inflicted on Luna. But Hippolyte needed none of that.

“You’re not a child, how could you not have grown a single hair down there?”

“It’s, it’s…”

“No one would expect a gold-tier adventurer to have such a childlike pussy.”

“Pu-Pu… what!!! That’s so indecent, let go, let go, let go…!”

By now I couldn’t really tell if Hippolyte was acting or not. I tightened my grip on Hippolyte’s ankles as she struggled to get away from me.

“When did this guy get so strong… It’s like you’re a different person than last time…! Yeah, I thought your karma level was at most slightly lower than 10…!”

Hippolyte seemed to be surprised and frightened by my newfound power that made me strong enough to restrict her movements. Come to think of it, the guild hadn’t renewed my level yet, so my official level was still only 7.

They had no way of knowing that I had gained 12 more levels in the meantime, reaching 19 already. Maybe that was why I was feeling so playful at the moment.

“… It’s a Samaritan spell, a transcendent power that’s limited to assaulting women.”

“That, that nonsense…”

It wasn’t exactly a lie, they say that man exert three times their regular power when assaulting women.

“Ugh…”

Anyway, Hippolyte frowned, as if she was indignant that she couldn’t resist even though her secreting pussy was in plain view for me to admire.

“Y-You pervert…!”

I tired not to do it when Luna was there so as not to embarrass her.

But, Hippolyte was also quite a beauty, and just the way she would gaze at me with a frown on her face often sent a chill down my spine, bringing back memories of my past traumas.

The piercing gaze of a beautiful woman, wasn’t that practically the same way Elfriede used to look at me?

Of course, the difference was that Elfriede always looked down on me. Today, it was me, Hassan, who was looking down.

I, Hassan, am looking down on a Gold Tier adventurer, one of the most successful human beings in this world.

That fact made me even more excited than before.

“… Then I’ll touch you. If you close your legs or yell at me, I’ll bite them… Your important parts, I mean.”

“… Bite me?”

“To a gold-rank adventurer, wouldn’t unflattering rumors be detrimental to your prospects of marriage?”

My God, I was blackmailing a person. It was the first time in my life that I was doing something like this, and it made my eyes dizzy and my heart pound so hard that I found it hard to breathe.

I was nervous, wondering if this crude and sloppy threat would work on someone like Hippolyte.

I was on edge.

“T-This kind of threat…”

Surprisingly, it worked quite well, and I felt very accomplished. Damn it, I can’t believe I was feeling all this sense of accomplishment over this kind of vile thing. Was I a villain?

Swipe—

After removing my hands from around her ankles, I slowly ran my fingers between her legs, which felt quite dry and soft through her thin clothes.

But the sensation that I was registering on my bare hands was something else entirely…

Squish— Squish—

“Uuugh… huaa…”

Smooth, silky, and somewhat erotic. A mix of complex attributes that my short vocabulary couldn’t quite describe.

I clenched and unclenched my fists to make my palm even more luminescent than before, then spread Hippolyte’s pussy lips with both of my thumbs.

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Hippolyte had apparently masturbated quite a bit, so I expected her pussy to be used to it. Surprisingly, there was no such thing.

The labia were small, and the doughnut-shaped hymen placed at her vaginal opening seemed to be quite thick.

“You’ve certainly protected your virginity well, to think it would be taken by a barbarian in the end.”

“Uuugh, ugh…”

Hippolyte covered her face with her palms, as if terribly embarrassed and ashamed of herself.

“Your face, don’t cover it. Here, hold your pussy like this.”

Since I was already knees deep in this mess, I might as well take revenge on Hippolyte by the most shameful and indecent course, a course that I could not have ordered Luna to take.

So I forced Hippolyte’s hands away from her face and forced her to spread her wet, pink pussy lips wide open from side to side with her own hands.

What man wouldn’t be turned on by the sight of a woman, her face red with shame, spreading her legs for them?

And I was a fucking man myself.

Pulse— Pulse

My dick was already so hard that it was beginning to hurt…

But instead of sticking it in that hole, I decided to use my fingers to tease that unused pussy, the one that might actually lose its virginity today.

Swipe— Swipe—

The first thing I did was to gently tease her clit with my thumb. Hippolyte’s waist shuddered in response to my actions.

“Aang… Haahhhh…!”

Her sensitivity seemed to be quite high.

Well, it’s only natural that women like Hippolyte, who are so active, would have a stronger sexual desire than others. So, it was only natural that she would undress a man who was peacefully sleeping and engage in immoral acts like molestation and even masturbation.

Come to think of it, this would take a turn for the absolute worst if Luna were to find out about it. Would Hippolyte take responsibility for what was currently happening? No, she probably wouldn’t.

High-ranking adventurers like Elfriede and others generally lived for their own pleasure, treating people as mere tools.

If Elfriede had enslaved me, then it was clear that this Hippolyte didn’t see me as a human being, but as a tool, a corner of a desk sticking out of the ground.

This woman would not even blink an eye if I were separated from Luna for her sake and left alone to cry myself to sleep. What compensation could I even get from someone who didn’t even have 3 silvers?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

And when one gets angry, they don’t hesitate to do or say things they wouldn’t normally do or say.

It didn’t even go through your brain any longer, it would just flow out…

“You have a very pretty pussy, Hippolyte.”

“P-Pretty…! Now you’re trying to roast me with words like that… Mmmm, mmmm…!”

“I didn’t think you’d be someone who enjoys masturbation so much.”

“… I, I don’t enjoy it. You’re even trying to frame me now—!”

Hippolyte seemed to be trying to say something.

But she wasn’t able to finish her sentence as I lightly circled her slick clit with my thumb, and she bucked her hips and thighs as if she was about to cum in response.

“I told you to spread them with your hands, didn’t I?”

The stimulation caused Hippolyte to pull away her fingers that were spreading her pussy wide open. How dare she not listen to me when I clearly told her to not remove her hands?

A slave who didn’t listen needed to be punished.

I knew that better than anyone, having been whipped many times for my disobedience.

“… You have done wrong, and I will punish you for that.”

But there was no such thing as a whip around here, so I raised my palm, like a mother disciplining a small child, and gave Hippolyte’s pussy a swift slap.

Actually, I was exaggerating; it was more like a flick or a tap than a full-blown slap.

“Hngaaaaaah!”

Hippolyte let out a piercing scream that was quite loud, and my heart sank as a result.

I hastily covered her mouth and looked up to see if there was any response from upstairs.

“…”

“…”