Prison School +Plus

It feels like ages since I last witnessed that moment when Meiko opened up and showed her sympathy, particularly toward the opposite sex. It was a sight to see. For a brief moment, I felt like this was a warning about something negative, but it seemed to come from her heart, almost as if she hadn't fully grasped it herself.

The first time I felt it was on that day when I was accused of peeping into the girls' bathroom. It was a turning point, and I could see Meiko slowly pulling away, her sympathy fading with each mistake and every bit of perverted behavior that the boys displayed.

She went out of her way to explain the Underground Student Council's plan to me. Actually, it would be more accurate to say that this was the ambition and aim of a woman named Mari Kurihara, who was determined to expel the boys.

If it were Mari, I wouldn't be shocked if she decided to take things to the next level. I can totally see her not thinking twice about framing the boys in a serious criminal case, especially if it involved something as serious as a sexual crime.

"Are you getting it now? I just can't help you any further…" Meiko's voice trailed off gently at the end, almost as if she were uncertain about whether her actions were truly the right ones.

I tried to weigh my options, and the conclusion I came to was that I was in a tough spot again. After all the hard work and punishment I endured, I didn't mind leaving this school. I was still clear-headed enough to see that my future here wasn't going to get any better.

Still, there was one thing I just couldn't shake off.

I knew I wouldn't find peace until I got my revenge, and there was no way I was just going to walk away from this school without settling the score.

So, it's pretty obvious—those bitches can eat my ass!

My eyes locked onto Meiko, instantly turning icy, while my expression betrayed a different story. I put in the effort to make her see that I was just a desperate guy with nothing left to cling to. As she started to look more and more guilty, I finally stood up from my chair.

"Listen Kiyoshi, just so you know, I don't care if you end up getting expelled. Honestly, I'm totally ready to do whatever it takes to make Mari's wish a reality. So…"

As Meiko was about to continue speaking, I found myself standing right next to her. She glanced at me, a look of confusion on her face. At that moment, I made the decision that felt right for the situation. Well, this is about all I could pull together from my brain in such a short amount of time.

"I get it, Meiko-senpai, and I won't hold it against you. It's just that there's something on my mind that's been bothering me."

Meiko remained silent, not revealing any hint of suspicion. Instead, she widened her legs as if her curiosity had finally taken over.

"Even though you're the Vice-President of the Underground Student Council, I really appreciate all the help you've given me up to this point..." I took a brief moment to step behind her, not wanting her to catch a glimpse of the hatred that was clearly etched on my face.

How could it not be? What came out of my mouth was so far from reality, and I absolutely hated every little bit of it. The memories of all the pain Meiko inflicted on my body made me clench my teeth in frustration. She referred to it as a punishment, but deep down, I understood it was just one of her ways to unleash her hatred for men.

"I'm a bit concerned that all of this might eventually reach you, Meiko-senpai."

"What do you mean?" Meiko asked, her brow furrowing slightly as a sense of worry started to settle in, leaving her feeling a bit lost. It felt like my presence behind her created a strange sense of familiarity as I noticed beads of sweat starting to trickle down her back, one after another.

"I'm not only referring to the boys getting expelled. I have a feeling that Mari-senpai is fully aware of what the Aboveground Student Council is scheming behind the scenes. If Kate Takenomiya is serious about making her plan work, she's definitely going to start with you."

To make my warning hit home, I firmly placed my hands on her shoulders. In addition to getting Meiko to sit up straight, it felt like she was beginning to take me more seriously as well.

"I'm still confused about what you're trying to say. I don't have anything that bitch can use against Mari."

"I can't say much about Hana-senpai since we don't really hang out, but I do know a bit about you, Meiko-senpai. And I have a feeling that Mari-senpai's enemies could dig up some info too," I said, lowering my voice to a near whisper, leaning in so my mouth was just inches from her ear.

Meiko was already drenched in sweat. Her condition was almost the same as when she had just finished her usual heavy training. Honestly, I was relishing every second of this situation.

Every now and then, I manage to get Meiko to do what I want. I take the lead in our conversation and am always ready to steer things in the right direction if she seems a bit lost.

"Don't mess with me. Are you telling me that you're going to help that bitch?" The question that slipped from Meiko's lips was no longer laced with curiosity; instead, it was tinged with a simmering anger that she struggled to keep in check. She even attempted to rise from her chair, but I pressed down on her shoulder a bit more firmly.

"Hey, senpai, don't get me wrong. Like I said earlier, my main concern is you, not me. So it feels a bit off for you to point fingers at me."

It looked like Meiko picked up on the hint I dropped as her breathing started to steady again. If this kept going, she would follow the path I had in mind. I had to hold back the smile that threatened to spread across my face as I wanted to deepen her suspicions.

"You remember, right? It seems I'm not the only one getting reached out to by the Aboveground Student Council. Feel free to disregard all of this, but we won't have any idea what card they'll present to Kate. So, before it slips away from us—"

"Hmph, this gives me an even better reason to expel them. I'll have to chat with Mari about it soon-"

This time, it was my moment to take control and cut her off. I even went as far as to gently hold her jaw, making sure she understood my point. To her surprise, Meiko felt the urge to fight back, but the words that came out of my mouth next left her wholly frozen in place:

"Someone once shared with me that every person carries a delicate heart, which is why God took the time to create each one of us with such thoughtfulness. If you make the slightest wrong move, I'm afraid you could break Mari-senpai's heart beyond repair."

With her chin still in my hand, I gently guided her to focus her gaze straight ahead, right at the door. I aimed to instill a sense of fear in her, making the door feel like an impenetrable seal that she simply must not open.

I wanted her to think through her options carefully because the regrets waiting for her were just behind that door. The emotion was incredibly genuine, mainly since it all revolved around someone who meant so much to her, not just her own feelings.

"Tell me, how can I solve this problem without dragging Mari into it?"

Even though I sensed her unwavering determination, I just couldn't pick up on any excitement from her. She managed to keep her arrogance completely under wraps. At that moment, she was simply an everyday high school girl seeking a bit of direction in her life.

As I gently pulled my hand away from her jaw, I leaned in a bit closer, my lips finding their way to her bare shoulder for a soft kiss. She didn't even react. I can only imagine that what we've been discussing for the last few minutes has only added to the weight that's already on her mind.

"Senpai, no need to stress! Just remember that I've got your back, no matter what happens. But before I share what's on my mind..."

As my hand, which had been casually resting on her shoulder, unexpectedly slipped down to her chest, she let out a startled scream. At that moment, I inadvertently squeezed her breast.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Trust me, what you really need right now is this," I said, completely unafraid. I aimed to shift her view, showing her that my intentions went beyond mere lust and that there were no hidden agendas at play.

"This isn't the first time I've squeezed your breast, senpai, and if I recall correctly, you were even more relaxed than ever back then," I said, trying to sound as sincere as I could. I leaned in closer and gently nibbled on her ear, hoping to ease away any lingering resistance she might have.

"Bullshit, you're just a pervert... mmmh...♡"

My efforts weren't wasted at all. Even though Meiko was clearly annoyed, she struggled to get up from the chair. Since I was holding onto something sensitive to her, she gradually started to lose her strength.

You might think I've completely lost it, but if everything I've put together goes according to my plan, I'll still be around by tonight. This time around, my actions have changed. In the past, I would seize every chance to exploit her, often hiding behind the guise of a reward or her own carelessness. But now, I want to show her that what I did wasn't perverted at all.

"You can feel it? Your body starts to feel warmer, and the sensations you experience from your breasts can bring a wave of pleasure."

"I-I can't believe what you're saying... Nnngh...♡ K-Kiyoshi, if you don't cut it out right this second... Ahnnn...♡"

Even though I could have easily lifted her snug pajamas to set her ample curves free, I chose to hold back. I was just concentrating on molding her breasts into different shapes. There was even a moment when I found myself using both hands simply because her breasts were just that gigantic.

I never imagined that squeezing these two hefty lumps of meat would take so much energy. My hands were already feeling sore after just a few minutes of working at it. At least I was able to bring her to climax in the end.

Her body shook more intensely than usual, and the excess love juice quickly soaked the chair beneath her. She had stopped trying to rebel, and her energy was thoroughly drained. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was in a semi-conscious state.

There was no way I could take her back to her dorm room looking like this. Before I let myself get caught up in those thoughts, I took a moment to carry her body out of the storage room.

With each step I took, it felt as though gravity was tugging at my body with an even harsher grip. All of this happened because of the extra weight I was carrying. Given her extraordinary assets, I began to take it all for granted. It doesn't mean I'm lacking strength. Just so you know, I'm pretty sure I've got the most athletic and fit body out of the boys.

"If I'm not mistaken, this room," I whispered, my breath coming in short gasps. Without wasting another moment, I stepped inside with purpose.

I've heard this before—that this prison block has a designated room for the guards. It's something that was definitely brought up in discussions with the Underground Student Council.

What I discovered was similar to the dorms' student rooms, particularly the straightforward layout with two beds on either side. Without giving it a second thought, I just let Meiko fall onto the bed.

I stretched out her legs and let her settle in. I also ensured she was cozy by draping a blanket I discovered in the closet over her. As I brushed her slightly sweaty bangs out of her face, I leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead to say goodbye.

"Starting tomorrow, we're going to dive into the process of learning how to trust one another."