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"What, what is it? What do you, of all people, want with me!?"
Rei Membami was already plenty frustrated, wearing a frown on her face, her fists clenched in anger as if ready to attack the woman sitting on a chair across from her in the Yumei University’s Lab.
"My, you Easterners really have no manners, do you?" The words came out softly of Jezaille Brett's lips as the same woman took a cup of tea to her lips and took an annoyingly gentle sip.
"Not towards a convicted murderer, we don't." The aggravated girl promptly responded, with unusual venom in her words. "You killed Professor Wilson, I'm under no obligation to be cordial towards you, you… rancid killer!"
Rei was already an intense person normally, but anyone who knew her could see that those words were laced with genuine resentment and anger towards the British woman.
"Huhuhu…" And in response, tiny giggles laced with malice couldn't help but escape Brett's lips.
The disrespect of a criminal laughing in the face of someone directly affected by their sctions.
Immeasurable.
"Why did you, of all people, call me here? Don't you know that I hate you? I'll never forgive you, just say your piece already, I can't bear looking at your stupid face!"
Rei didn't get easily angered, but if there was a single person in the world that had managed to get under her skin, in her up until then short life, it had to be that British woman.
Indeed, the very British woman that was convicted in court for having killed Rei's mentor. The very British woman that despite everything, walked free. Under supervision, they say. That was a lie, the police showed up to ask her a couple of irrelevant questions once every two weeks, and that's it.
Everyone knew that. Despite everything, she, a British citizen… was untouchable in those trying diplomatic times between the two nations.
And Rei was forced to face that murderer in her school every single day. If she didn't already despise the lady enough before, that sure did it for her.
"Membami, I have some matters of serious importance to discuss with you, lock the door."
"What…? What could you possibly have to discuss with me!? Inside of a locked room, nonetheless. Do you intend to murder me too!?”
To an outsider, Rei would seem crazy to make those assumptions, but one well-informed would certainly be able to understand its basis.
"Trust me, dear. You're gonna want to lock it."
Normally, Rei wouldn't ever trust her, but something about the way she said it… The very implication that it would be in Rei's best interest to do so… it didn't bode well.
Rei started to get a bad feeling, so she reluctantly obliged, went back the way she came from, closed the door and locked it.
She then looked at Brett with inpatient eyes. "What… is it?"
Brett pointed to a little envelope that was sitting casually on top of one of the lab's tables. It's brownish outside giving no clues as to the supposed secrets held within.
Rei quickly opened the folder… And pulled out a single picture, and at first, she couldn't believe her eyes.
A photographic print of Rei and her best friend Susato Mikotoba, kissing each other softly on the lips, in a secluded little corner.
Their first and only kiss, a good memory made somewhere they thought was safe.
Rei's heart skipped a beat, her entire being went cold, the world stopped moving around her for a second.
Immediately, she understood how her life could well be over.
"W-W-Wha…h- H-how…" She dragged the question out of herself.
"Dear me, you're pale as a corpse. What, is what's in there really so surprising?" She said, with obvious sarcasm in her voice.
Rei, without muttering another word, fell to her knees.
It hurt, but it didn't matter."
“Y…you can't… tell anyone…please…”
Rei now put her elbows to the ground as well, and bowed for the woman she hated, in a desperate attempt to grasp at her humanity.
"Pffft… hah… ahahaha!" This seemed like a surprisingly normal laugh for Brett, as if her sophisticated lady mask slipped off for a bit. "How quick the enraged easterner submits to her enemy, bravo!"
The lady clapped with numb, short sounds, not intending to make it a spectacle.
Rei had never felt so humiliated.
She grunted and looked up at the evil woman, while still bowing. “Y…you don't understand! I don't know how things are in the British Empire when it comes to people li-like m…me…”
“I most certainly know, my Eastern friend. Let's put it this way so even such a puny little island-dweller like you can understand, you and I… we are the same.”
“Y…”
Rei's face lit up, and suddenly, she starstruck.
“Y-you can't mean… you're into girls too??? You are, aren't you, Ms.Brett?! I-I’ve bever met an adult like myself or Susie before, I didn't even know they existed!! I understand now, you just called me so you could give me advice, maybe you're not so bad after a-”
“Silence!” Brett uttered. “As if! Do you think I care? Us British queers are much more well-mannered and put together, there is a place like us in society, it simply hasn't grown enough to welcome our kind yet, nothing like you animals!”
Rei was shut down again, embarrassing herself in such a delicate moment. She did always have a problem of jumping to weird, unlikely conclusions. She couldn't help herself, however. She'd often daydream of having an older mentor that understood her unusual attraction to the same sex.
“Peerr?” Having accidentally rather eased the air in that suffocating room, that particular word struck a chord with her.
“Queer, It's what people call women like us, and you'd do well to learn it. Not that it's any of my concern, of course.”
“If… If that's not it… what does all of this mean?” Rei was confused, she genuinely didn't know what to expect now.
“Get up, my Eastern girl.” Brett ordered.
“W-what?”
“You better do what I say.” Brett reinforced her power over the younger girl.
So, Rei got up again, and stared the woman down, imagining that more orders were on their way.
“Close your eyes.”
“What? Why? Why do you want me to close my eyes?” Afraid, Rei attempted to protest.
Brett grunted. “You're so annoying, little girl. You Nipponese are a stubborn bunch, just do it.”
Rei had a bad feeling about that, a really, really bad feeling.
But she has no other option, that picture… couldn't ever see the light of day.
As she gave up to the British woman's demand, the world around her grew dark, and almost immediately after she did, she could hear Brett getting up from her chair, and taking soft, dainty steps towards her.
“W-what are you getting up for? W-what are you going to-”
Before she could even finish speaking, she felt a tingle in her mouth. Her lower lip was enveloped by a pair of other lips, not much bigger than her own, a wet warmth that made her involuntarily let out a small, short gasp.
To which a soft tongue slid in, barely scraping hers, just enough to leave the suggestion of a taste. It made it so Rei's body moved on its own, her own tongue slowly coming around to the naturally pleasant sensation. And as the enemy readied itself, digging the wet slug deeper, their cold noses brushing against each other, the taste spreading…
Rei pushed Brett away with a yelp and fell down to the floor.
“Y-you… you disgusting… you whore!” Rei exclaimed.
“Don't you dare speak to me that way! Who do you think you are, hmmm…?”
The devil licked her lips, savouring Rei's leftover taste.
“I-I didn't give you permission to do that! O-oh my god Susato, I'm so sorry!” Rei talked to herself as she ran to a sink and started desperately washing her mouth with tap water.
“Hmph! I'm the one that should be doing that, infecting myself with a Nipponese. However… I can't deny that you don't taste bad.” She said, feeling legitimately offended at that reaction.
“H-How could you do that to me!? You already know I'm dating Susato, and, and… I didn't allow you to do that!” She frantically wiped her mouth with her kimono’s sleeve as if she wanted to rip it clean off. “I, I could have you charged for sexual harassment!”
“Have you forgotten about that little picture?.” Brett cruelly reminded her, snatching the modicum of hope Rei had just felt.
The world was not a fair place.
“Gghnk-!... no…”
“Huhu… and now, I do believe you have somewhat of an idea of what I want in exchange for it.”
Rei wished Brett was carrying around her mask, because looking at those hungry cyan blueish eyes already eating her with their uncaring, perverted gaze…
The realization broke her.
“N…no… please, Ms.Brett… I'm sorry about the way I've been treating you, I just… really admired Mr.Wilson. Just p-please… don't make me do this. Susato… her heart would shatter. I don't wanna be u-unfaithful to her.”
“I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter, my dear.” Brett harshly reminded her. “You either do what I order you to, like a good Eastern dog, or… not only yours, but her life will be ruined as well.”
“...!” Rei only now realized how self centered she was being. She was only thinking about herself, and it would be bad enough if it was only her.
But Susato's fate was at stake too, she was in the photo too.
And Susato mattered more than anything in the world to Rei.
“B-but, I can't… cheat on S-susato… I... I really love her.” Defeated, she looked at Brett with watery eyes, seeking any shred of sympathy, but found none.
Brett stared daggers at her with her murderous blue eyes. “I have an appetite, and you will be my partner, whether you like it or not.”
“...Haaah… o-oh… n-no…” Rei exhaled as her hope faded, she understood there was no reasoning with that crazed, wicked woman. “I… accept your terms, Brett. Just… just please, don't share this photo.”
“Huhuhu… Good, I give you my word, Rei Membami. Enough chatting now, your first task is to come here and sit on my lap, facing me.”
“Ugh… your lap…?” Even then, it was still very, very difficult for her. She was about to cheat on her beloved girlfriend with a woman she wished to see dead.
“Yes, and arms around me.”
Rei despised the entire universe at that moment, but she had to do this. She tried to pull herself together and took decisive steps towards her tormentor, with tiny tears welling up on the side of her face, her mouth twisted in contempt for it all.
Still, she refused to let the British predator see her cry.
Rei stood in front of her, towering over Brett for just a moment, with the actual power dynamic at play being the exact opposite. At the end of the day she was still obeying her commands, after all, Rei had gotten up… just to sit down again, this time… on her hated enemy's lap.
Rei got uncomfortably close to her, she knew what needed to be done, and should accept the circumstances already, but her legs wouldn't move.
“I'm waiting, Membami. I bet information spreads fast here in this miniscule little island of yours. The whole country will know that you're a girl-kissing bonafide queer.”
Rei instinctively squinted as her frown grew rougher.
She gathered her strength and just did it, first one leg, then the other, her butt, through her kimono finally made contact with Ms.Brett thighs through her thick dress, uncomfortably close. almost suffocating with that French perfume of hers, looking straight at the evil woman.
Brett's delicate gloved hand suddenly grasped Rei's neck, a surprising action, which made her shudder and contain herself not to slap that molesting grip off of her.
Her hands went on a delicate trip down her young body, the hand holding the neck losing it’s grip to fall down her tiny breasts, and down her waist, as if examining a product,
“Arms around me.” Brett ordered again, snickering.
Rei did as she was asked, forced to embrace Brett sensually. She'd rather punch her in the face, but instead she was forced to perform attraction to the monster.
“Good girl.”
Hearing that felt disgusting.
“Grrrr….” She growled, blushing. Rei couldn't help the emotion on her face, at the same time she felt all that hate, she was embarrassed of her actions being acknowledged.
Her following of orders, her submission.
Getting so intimate with Jezaille Brett before she had gotten to the point of doing any of that with her lover Susato… felt insane.
They waited too long, and now Rei’s first partner…
Was going to be her.
With their eyes at the same level, with gazes locked into one another, Brett started to lean forward, and Rei saw it coming, albeit with no power to change the outcome.
She knew she was going to get kissed by that rancid woman, again.
And she just had to sit there and take it, but at the very least, she closed her eyes, and tried to take a deep breath and relax. Maybe if she pretended it was Susato kissing her, it would be over soon, maybe she could try and do some weird form of meditation.
…
Something, anything.
Brett approached the younger girl's mouth with hers but stopped just short of actually making contact.
“By the way…” Brett whispered, her hot breath warming Rei's cold. frightened lips.
“W-what…?” Rei spoke slowly, she didn't want them to, but every time either of their lips tried to let something out, they softly brushed against each other, and this made Rei nervous.
“I did notice you reciprocating my kiss earlier, you filthy little Eastern whore.”
Rei was shocked to her core, did she really… do that?
No, she couldn't have.
“You know what I think? I think you're more than okay with cheating on your little underdeveloped Eastern girlfriend.”
“W-what are you talking about?
She got even closer.
“You know I can give you something she never could. I'm an experienced, older British woman. You should be grateful.”
Now their lips actually rubbed together with every word, the wetness of saliva already being exchanged between them.
“T-this… it's… is not…” Rei herself made the friction between them when she attempted to speak, it was too uncomfortable, she couldn't reply.
But before she could try again, she felt the slug of perversion disgracing her defenseless mouth once again…
Lips and tongue together suddenly clasped Rei's soft lips, the younger girl shuddered with the indescribable new sensations that boiled within her body.
Forced to comply, she reluctantly welcomed them into her.
It still felt so wrong to not push that woman away, to let her do whatever she wanted and go along with that repulsive act, betraying her partner.
But it was for the best, she was doing that to save them.
"Just go with the flow, you can handle it, Rei. Follow her orders… and everything is going to be okay. It's going to be over soon. Rei reassured herself in her mind.
And so, despite the weird feeling going through her chest and throat, she sought it. She sought Brett's lustful lips like the older woman sought hers.
She leans forward herself, her lips advancing into Brett’s warmth of their own volition. Rei’s tongue scraping her beautiful, soft lips, her assailant’s warmth spreading to her.
Brett would reciprocate that advance with gentle, slow pecks, Rei knew she was trying to tease her, and the younger girl retaliated slightly more intensely out of frustration, her tongue briefly being enveloped in Brett's spit cave.
Rei instantly regretted what she had done, maybe she went too far, she didn’t need to do that. Her eyes widened for a second, but then went back to being closed, she reassured herself she was only doing what was needed, as a drip of sweat ran from her forehead.
Her heart beat fast, she wanted to get it over with quickly, meanwhile Brett took her sweet time, taking small bites off of her.
First figuratively, but eventually, quite literally.
Those little pecks would end with Brett giving Rei's defenseless little lips the softest of bites, and it was at that point Rei noticed just how much the older woman was making her body react in strange ways.
While the kisses were soft, Brett still sank her teeth into Rei, and every time that happened, it’s as if a weird itch grew on Rei’s stomach. It felt way too intense, and it scared her.
That damned itch wouldn’t go away, and thinking about it, her thoughts clouded her awareness of the situation. exactly how she wanted before, but unintentionally, and for a bad reason.
Unfocused for a while, she shortly snapped back into reality. Which was precisely the moment when she realized she had been licking Brett’s lips all the while she was distracted.
Slowly, lazily sliding all across them, while Brett just sat there and took it.
Brett opened her mouth to let Rei’s tongue inside, and with their lips enveloping again, put her tongue back into her mouth with her own.
“My, you Nipponese have some strange techniques… but I liked that. You filthy girl.”
A saliva trail unfitting of the refined image of Jezaille Brett went ignored as Rei didn’t know how to take it this time, she just nervously avoided eye contact, her eyes dashing across the lab.
She was confused.
“I have to admit, this was quite the surprise. But that’s because you want it, don't you? You want me to get to it already. You know this is not where it's staying, are you waiting for it…? Yearning… perhaps?” Putting her soft gloved fingers to Rei’s chin and lifting it up, Brett got her lips close enough so she spoke directly against the younger girl’s mouth again, their specially wet lips now brushing together.
“Ggrrr…stop…” Rei couldn't manage to say anything else, she felt speechless, but still showing resistance to the best of her ability. She wanted to bite the woman.
Every thought was interrupted as Rei felt a strong grip and pull on her butt, one that would spread her buttcheeks apart just enough so she could feel her genitals being spread without her consent.
“Ngh!! Grr… Haa…h...” She couldn’t help but moan into Brett's mouth like a slut.
And then kisses came, smooches. So many of them, kisses that were almost passionate, but still devouring, overwhelming, all over the general area of her mouth, Inside and out.
Rei felt herself going weaker on her grasp, gasping out of breath on her assaulter's mouth, her head spinning.
And the itch, the itch was suffocating, it was growing out of control.
“God, dear. You seem to be getting pretty hot in there, hmmm…?” Brett said, finally giving the girl’s mouth time to rest, letting it off of her, while a bridge of surprisingly thick saliva fell out of their joint lips again, and Rei glared at it, exhausted.
Rei couldn’t believe that came from her as well, she couldn’t believe she continued to take part in that filth, was she really tired? Did Brett make her tired.
“N-no… I’m… I’m n-not…”
But she was. She was gasping, she felt like her bones were made of jelly, and she was drenched in sweat. And tried her best to ignore it too, but it was of no use…
Brett slowly descended with her lips onto Rei's neck and gave it a wet, sticky kiss.. “Why don't you make yourself more comfortable and take this silly garb of yours off…”
A shiver went down her spine, her heart was going crazy, another grunt with no answer.
The action surprised Rei given how sweaty her neck was, she certainly thought the British woman would be above making contact with such bodily fluid.
Of course Brett didn't even await the answer and started undressing Rei, pulling her yellow kimono aside with ease, and making her gasp with the quick way in which she did it.
No time for arguments, no time to process it, certainly no time to consent to it.
And there it goes, the first time Rei's naked body is exposed to a sexual partner. Not her beloved Susato, whom she dreamed of sharing this moment with when the time was right, but Jezaille Brett.
Rei's body was in full view for the older woman, her breasts, her sex. Everything.
Brett looked her up and down. of course.
A gift unwrapped on her lap.
“My, that's a surprisingly nice body you got there….”
“I-I don't wa…nt your compliment.”
“You say that, little girl, but your face… is red.” Brett smirked triumphantly.
“T-this is not because of you! And, and my nervousness isn't, either!! I-it's just really hot in here…”
Brett smirked “I didn't even point out your obvious nervousness. You really like telling on yourself, don't you? You should speak less.” The British woman took a finger to Rei’s lips as a soft gesture.
"S-shut up! Nggh-..." But it was Rei who shut up upon feeling Brett's index finger from her left hand drawing slow circles around Rei's hardened nipples, making all the little hairs on her skin stand up, feeding the itch.
"Hard little nipples you got here, girl… you know, that means you enjoy it. Hmm, what a dirty Nipponese you are…"
"N-Nghhh ah- s…top… I don't… like it… at all… I don't want you… t-to touch me…" With a red face and sweating buckets, quick releases of heavy breath contradicted Rei’s eternal stance on the happenings of that encounter.
Brett's lips met Rei's neck again, while Brett grasped Rei's dumplings with her gloves, messaging them softly.. "Stop lying to yourself, you little whore…" She whispered confidently.
"W-whahg- Hnnnhh… ahh..hhahh…" Her expression fought not to show weakness, she tried to close her mouth, but she couldn’t, her frown was started to come undone, it was being forced, to but it struggled to be kept on her face
Unexpectedly, the older woman sucked on Rei's neck, a feeling akin to a pinch. The slight, sharp sting of pain was an overwhelmingly evil combination paired with Brett's devilish touch.
Rei let out an undoubtedly dragged out moan… of pleasure.
An uncontrollable bodily reaction.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you?" Brett spoke against her neck yet another time, already with a good understanding of how that action got Rei's body pleading.
“Nnghhgh…” She was a mess, she was in shambles. She was so embarrassed of the sound she just made, she was even afraid of opening her mouth to argue.
Rei still tried her weak best to try and stifle the emotions on her face. She was fighting for life.
What would Susato think? Those expressions should’ve been effortless to maintain given the discomfort of the situation.
"Enough waiting, Membami."
Her gloved finger rested on Rei's slit.
“Oh my… what a lovely eastern bush” Brett said, inquisitively. It sounded oddly sincere, although Rei was sure that it just had to be sarcastic.
Rei simply held her breath, afraid, terrified.
Itching.
“I'm going to change your world right now, little girl”
Rei's heartbeat was deafening inside of her, the sweat beads wouldn’t stop flowing.
Disgusting.
Two fingers of Brett’s gloves rubbed around the sensitive place in a circular motion, easily pulling out a shameful albeit quiet moan amidst a grunt, Rei never touched herself there, not like that.
A single finger of Brett's glove, the middle finger finally, slowly penetrated inside of Rei, a world of sensation flourished inside Rei's body, as she whimpered while instinctively submitting, looking at her transformation happening right below her breast. As if a bullet had been shot straight up the middle of her legs, but in a
good way…?
She was weak, her head was spinning and she was trying her best. She didn’t want to disappoint Susato, but in the middle of all that feeling. The thought came out, she felt so conflicted, it was only for a second, but she felt so guilty, she had so many feelings…
The itch was already being scratched.
Brett's finger would slowly slide in deeper, the exploration being conducted surprisingly tactfully and gently for such a malicious woman, Rei couldn't help but constrict that intruder on her fleshy walls, and just as it was just getting up to the knuckle…
“Ggghhh…” Rei couldn’t help but let her breath out…
“Hmmm…what is it?” Brett silently encouraged her to speak.
“W-why… ugh… why does this… feel-”
An abrupt knock on the door.
“Ms.Jezaille Brett, what is this door doing locked!? Open it up right now so we can check in on you!”
So they were checking in on her from time to time.
The finger quickly was released from Rei's body, the girl let out a loud gasp out of surprise.
“And who is in there with you? Ms.Brett, we need you to open this door right now!” The man screamed again.
For a second, Brett seemed genuinely startled, but she quickly regained her composure.
“Oh, officer! Pray forgive me, I'm coming out in a second! Me and a student here are having quite the private conversation about boys! You just gave her the fright of her life! I suppose men like you wouldn't understand!” Of course, she lied through her teeth, shouting in a slightly louder tone, so the men could hear.
Things outside went quiet for a second.
“...I suppose not, Ms.Brett. We'll wait, but just to be safe, please come out at once, both of you.”
She was a great actor.
They were still government dogs, at the end of the day, doing their poorly assigned jobs… poorly.
“Well Membami, put your clothes back on.” Brett whispered.
“...” Rei was breathing heavily, her heart almost exploding out of her chest, and she couldn’t say anything. But she got up from Brett's lap, almost fell from her trembling legs, and started quickly putting herself together, as Brett walked not to the door, but to one of the lab’s tables, and started writing something on a piece of paper.
“We are not done here, however. I'll write it down for you… my lodgings in this country, that is. And you will be visiting me tomorrow night, is that clear?”
Rei's eyes widened, of course she wouldn't let her prey off the hook so easily.
“...Ngh… f-fine…” Rei grunted back, without much resistance.
The way the British woman could speak so casually to Rei after changing her life forever. After committing such grave crimes in her country, against her…
It was unsettling.
Rei got ready surprisingly quickly and so, without any goodbyes, Brett grabbed the accursed envelope containing the damning photo inside and hurried to the door, not too quickly, but not too slowly either. And Rei watched her… with a conflicted look on her face.
Before unlocking it, Brett turned to Rei, and brought her gloved middle finger, the one that was just in the younger girl's cunt, into her lips.
A fancy slide of tongue soaked the taste left in the glove.
“Good girl.” Brett said.
And the door was unlocked.