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Life had once been much simpler for Hiragi Utena. Her only worries were getting good grades in school, avoiding social contact with others and buying the latest Tres Magia gadgets before they disappeared from the market. A simple life, almost pathetic and banal, but looking back now it had been peaceful.
Then, from the moment that little demonic black cat appeared in her life, everything fell into an ever-deepening vortex of madness. Many things had happened since then, including the discovery of her sadistic side that remained hidden beneath the devotion to the Tres Magia, meeting and bonding with her first true friends, taking command of the evil association Enormita and the mirabulous fights where heroines and villains had unlocked ever higher levels of power.
Two particular events were burned into Utena's mind.
The first had occurred shortly before Lord Enorme's rebellion and fall, one night when Magia Azul had attempted to confront her alone in search of some redemption for her lewd behavior. Magia Baiser was ecstatic and decided to give the 100% in a merciless fight, wanting to make the magical girl bring out all the potential she had.
Instead, Magia Azul had broken like a piece of glass hit by a rock. The vision of the strong and powerful girl crawling on the ground and calling her Mistress still left an unpleasant feeling in Utena's stomach. She fled, traumatized by the encounter, and then decided to solve the problem.
The next day she had asked Magia Magenta and Magia Sulfur for help, using them as a conduit to meet with Magia Azul again and try to fix things. Luckily for her, the magical girl recovered, returning to fight more determined than before. And something had grown between them.
The second significant event had occurred less than two weeks earlier.
After the great battle that had shaped the Flower and the subsequent recovery period, Enormita and the Tres Magia had met again for a great fight at the temple. Unfortunately, Utena had been burned by the dark transformation that had made her a monster and by the blurry images of the actions she had performed without any control. While she fought Magia Azul, Utena had a panic attack and fled into the woods, trapped in a cage of pure terror. Azul reached her but, noticing her state, had calmed her down instead of attacking, but the emotional overload canceled the transformation, revealing her identity as Hiragi Utena.
The cataclysm, however, deviated in an unexpected way.
Magia Azul revealed herself as Minakami Sayo, reversing her transformation in a gesture of trust. From that moment on, an even more united and strange relationship was born between the two girls.
The next day they had gone to the waterfall owned by Sayo's family and, after a relaxing day, the two had rested at the magical girl's house. Here Sayo had attempted a seduction move, revealing that Utena had not only received emotional trauma from the Flower, but also physical ones. Horrible scars marked her back, an eternal reminder of that terrible day, and for the third time they had spoken to each other, exposing their dark secrets and giving each other comfort.
However, fleeing Sayo's house before her mother could discover them, Utena found herself half naked in front of her best friend, right-hand man and suitor Araga Kiwi.
And then the real problems began.
Hiragi Utena was sure that the universe had decided to make her life a living hell. Or the gods, fate, chance, a fairy, or a loser writer. At any moment, she expected a giant shoe to appear in the sky and crush her like a cockroach. Maybe she would have preferred it to the current situation.
She sighed, looking up from the notebook covered in erased sentences that had left their mark on the paper and small stylized drawings of three girls fighting against monsters. Too many thoughts crowded her mind to focus on what the teacher was saying. The only clue that reminded her that she was doing math were the equations written on her blackboard.
She shifted her gaze to the left, towards the two main sources of distractions that filled her mind these days.
Minakami Sayo, the true identity behind the face of Magia Azul, the one who began as her idol with the Tres Magia, became a rival and victim after the birth of Magia Baiser and finally became... something special after having discovered their respective identities. As usual, the teal-haired girl followed the lesson with dedication and control, high and beautiful as the statue of a greek goddess. It was that kind of behavior that made her so attractive in Utena's eyes, and it was also the main reason why she loved to see her moan and beg, destroying that pure and chaste image of perfection.
Moving her gaze, the nascent lust transformed into shame and discomfort. The place where Araga Kiwi would normally have been was occupied by another girl, while the explosion-lover blonde now stood on the other side of the room, in the corner furthest from Utena. She was cold like an ice statue of a Yuki-Onna, so cold to hurt eyes only looking at her. A sting of pain shot through Utena's back as she remembered.
A week ago, she and Kiwi had a particularly tense argument about why Utena had returned to Natch Base without her shirt. At the time, she hadn't found a better excuse, not wanting to say anything that could endanger Sayo's secret identity and not wanting to break Araga's heart, knowing how much the blonde girl was in love and jealous. She said that her clothes got dirty when she returned from the waterfall and, in embarrassment, she fled into a portal, specifying that nothing physical had happened between her and Sayo.
Kiwi hadn't seemed completely convinced, but in the end she had nodded, spending the next hour squeezing Utena like a puppet and trying to drag her to a love hotel.
The situation could have ended there, but the next day Sayo brought with her those same biscuits that she had offered to Utena the day before, revealing the fact that the two had been together, alone, inside the teal-haired girl's bedroom. And Kiwi had heard it all.
Utena had expected that her friend would blow up the entire school. Instead, Araga had remained silent, she had turned and sat at her desk, and since then they had not spoken again.
The week had passed slowly and in a constant, shapeless tangle of emotions that not even she could open. On one hand, she missed Kiwi and felt guilty for having lied to her, even though it was for a good purpose. The wall that now separated them reminded her of when she once felt isolated from everything and everyone. Once upon a time, that feeling hadn't bothered her, but the value of something only becomes clear when it's lost. On the other hand, Sayo's company comforted Utena and made her feel appreciated and free to express both her sides, the shy one and the obscene one, together with the girl who had been her idol and who was now... something special.
During the week, the two met practically every day, each time getting to know each other a little more. One day they went together to the park where their particular relationship really began, while the next they ate together in Sayo's favorite bar. Just the day before, Utena had taken Sayo to her room and showed her the enormous collection of Tres Magia gadgets, action figures, posters etc. The teal haired girl's face could be summed up as "This explains a lot."
Obviously, during these meetings, they hadn't just talked. Sometimes one or the other started it, but inside the playground, in the bathroom of the bar, on Utena's bed, and in other secluded places, the two had gotten to know each other in a more intimate way. They had seemed like the classic encounters between Baiser and Azul, but this time there had been something different.
Utena still clearly remembered the softness of Sayo's breasts under her fingers, the cute sounds she made when brushed her nipples, the wetness of their...
"Miss Hiragi."
The teacher's voice burst the obscene bubble in which Utena was hiding, making her jump with a low squeal of surprise. "Y-Yes?" she asked too loudly, her face red as a pepper. She suddenly felt the eyes of the whole class on her.
"If you don't mind stopping dreaming, come and solve this equation," the teacher said, tapping the marker on the blackboard.
Embarrassed beyond belief, Utena nodded and stood up. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Sayo chuckling under her breath. As she wrote down the answer, the more lewd part of her brain began to think about punishment.
"M-Mistress Baiser... ahhh..."
A slap. A hand on that delicate ass. A red mark on white skin. One of many.
"I'm sorry..."
Another slap. Another moan.
“A good girl shouldn't laugh at her mistress,” Utena said, a sharp smile on her face and her eyes shaped like gold stars. Luckily for her, the transformation item had remained in her backpack, or by now she would have become Baiser for the excitement.
Sayo was pinned with her hands against the metal wall of the bathroom stall, with Utena behind her, pressing the body against hers, small breasts against her back. A hand was placed on the chin of the teal-haired girl, caressing her cheek and passing the thumb over those honey-sweet lips. The other hand was resting on the exposed and vulnerable ass, made red by the constant slaps. Sayo had counted to thirteen slaps before both lost interest in keeping count.
"I'm sorryyyyyyyy" Sayo moaned, her breathing made heavy and hot by the obvious excitement that dominated her. "Mistress is so cute when she is all red and embarrassed."
For an instant, Utena's face showed surprise, and her cheeks tinged with a more genuine blush, but immediately the sadistic smile returned in full force as another slap rang out in the empty bathroom, followed by another moan.
"And you're soooo cute when you moan for me" she said into her ear, starting to bite it tenderly as she caressed the sensitive red area of that delicious ass, squeezing that cheek until she buried the fingers in the fleshy softness. Sayo trembled at those gestures and words, letting out a louder moan from lips.
"Shh, easy my sweet Azul. You certainly don't want anyone to find out about us, do you?" Utena said, starting to move her lips down to Sayo's tense neck. She placed her sharp teeth on her pale skin, dragging them slowly over the throbbing veins.
As if fate had wanted to stick its finger in, the bathroom door opened, and a pair of voices entered. Utena and Sayo gasped and turned pale, stiffening like statues and staring in terror at the entrance to the stall where they were hiding. Luckily for them, the girls seemed to have come in just to freshen their faces and talk to each other about this and that. Utena didn't even listen to them, too busy hearing her own heart beating furiously in the chest, so close to Sayo's, beating both at the same time. She felt a great fear in her own soul, and inside that fear a spark of something more obscene.
The hand gripping Sayo's ass moved lower, beginning to caress her inner thigh. The teal-haired girl gasped and turned to look at the other, her face red like a tomato and her eyes wide open in terror and surprise. "U-Utena, what are you..."
"Shhhh." Utena whispered with a smirk on her face. She moved her other hand and grabbed one of Sayo's breasts, feeling the softness through her shirt. "Be a good girl for your Mistress and don't make any noise."
"W-Wait... n-not here..." Sayo's protests died away on a note of pleasure. "Yes... M-Mistress...".
Their breathing exuded fear and excitement, both trying to breathe as quietly as possible. Part of Utena wondered what was taking the girls so long, while the other hoped they would never leave. She moved her hand against the damp panties, rubbing her fingers against Sayo's most intimate area, and the teal-haired girl bit her own lip to block any lewd moan.
"Good girl" said the mistress, giving her a kiss on the back of the neck and continuing to play with her. She squeezed Sayo's breasts more and more forcefully through the shirt, feeling the fabric getting wetter and wetter as the heat increased with each passing moment. Deciding that it wasn't enough for her own lust, Utena opened a couple of buttons and slipped her hand into the slit, now feeling the soft, living flesh beneath the fingers.
Sayo's face was a feast for Utena's eyes. Those beautiful red eyes now full of lust and desire, glistening with tears. Her mouth was closed in an attempt not to make a noise, but saliva was dripping down her chin. "She's so damn cute!" Utena mentally screamed. She wanted to take a picture and hang it on the wall like a new poster.
Finally, the girls left. After the door closed and the voices disappeared, the two waited several seconds before moving, as if they were afraid to even breath. "B-Baka..."
Utena couldn't help but smile. She raised a hand and placed it on the magical girl's cheek, caressing it gently. "You were a good girl." Sayo looked bad at her, but didn't move. Instead, she rubbed the cheek against her hand, letting out something vaguely like a cat's purr.
They got out of the stall and freshened their faces at the sink. They were both hot and sweaty, something that happened more and more often every time they were alone together and which, Utena knew, would get them into trouble sooner or later. She had been telling herself to be more cautious every single time all week.
"Gah..." she moaned softly, stretching her back that had been hunched for too long. She felt the scars pull at her healthy skin, feeling little bites of pain around the edges of the damaged zones. The pain became less and less severe day by day, but it still remained there, a reminder of what had happened almost a month ago.
"Open the shirt."
Utena looked at Sayo. The magical girl had pulled a tube of cream out of the purse she carried around with her. "N-No need, the lesson is about to start..."
"We still have time. The shirt. Now."
Just as Utena's sadistic side did not erase her natural shyness, Sayo's masochism did not erase her determination and coldness, one of the main reasons why many people saw her as the leader of the Tres Magia. This clash of personalities was something that Utena deeply admired, and that turned her on a lot. “Y-Yes,” she said, unbuttoning her shirt and placing it on the sink.
She turned and, after a few seconds, felt the cold touch of the cream on her sensitive skin. Scars burned for a moment, making her wince slightly before a cooling sensation soothed the pain. Sayo's fingers were delicate as feathers, extremely cautious as they passed over flesh made purple by the dark magic that still permeated it.
"Much better..." Utena finally said, stretching her arms upward. Common medicines could not eliminate the source of those wounds, but they could provide some relief. She put the shirt back on, her face red as she closed the buttons. "I... thank you Sayo..."
"No problem. We're... friends..." The magical girl suddenly fell silent, her gaze betraying uncertainty. "...Right?"
A tension spread in the silence created between the two. Utena's mind went blank for a moment, as if she had forgotten everything except the question. Were they friends? What was she supposed to answer?
She opened her mouth, not even sure she could say anything, when the bell rang so loudly that it made them jump. "C-Come on, it's late."
Sayo said nothing, just nodded.
They went back to class, and luckily for them, the teacher was still out, but someone else was waiting for them. “Oi, here you are finally,” Kaoruko exclaimed, making them both gasp in surprise. "It took you a long time."
Utena and Sayo exchanged a quick glance and parted ways. The first kept her face down and sat at her desk, while the second let out a nervous laugh. "I... there was a long row at the bathrooms. I had to wait a bit."
Utena opened her bag in search of her notebook for the next lesson, but stopped when she felt a strange sensation on the back of her head. She turned slightly, locking eyes with Kaoruko's sapphire blue eyes, which stared at her razor-sharp. She let out a surprised squeak, blushed, and looked back into her backpack.
"Sure, a long row."
The final ring of the bell signaled the end of lessons.
Utena raised arms and stretched her back. Scars tightened slightly, but thanks to the cream her skin was softened enough that it didn't hurt too much. The rest of the lessons had proceeded without too many obstacles, and she, thanks to a little help from Sayo, had managed to relax enough to follow them to the end.
A soft moan made her look back. Out of the corner of the eye, she saw Sayo rubbing her butt with obvious embarrassment, telling her friends that she had torn a muscle. Utena giggled with a certain lewd look in her eyes.
“I was thinking, it's been a while since we went shopping together,” Kaoruko said, turning first to Haruko and then to Sayo.
"Oh, sorry, I can't" was Haruko's response. "My parents are away today, and I have to take care of my little sisters."
"Me neither... I have some commitments at the temple," Sayo said, without adding the fact that these commitments involved a meeting with Utena.
Kaoruko snorted and muttered something in an annoyed tone. Utena had the feeling that the girl had looked in her direction for an instant with that sharp look.
"Ugh, you're mood killers these days, especially you, Sayo" commented Kaoruko, putting her hands behind head in a bored pose. Her gaze moved to the blonde figure who was walking out the door. "Hey Big Tits, thanks for switching seats. That empty head was starting to smell musty."
Kiwi stopped in the doorway and turned. When their eyes met, the blood in Utena's veins suddenly ran cold. She knew Kaoruko wanted to start an argument, maybe even a fight.
Instead of screams there was absolute silence. Kiwi let out a thin huff and walked out of the room, leaving all four other girls surprised. Utena felt a tangle of emotions gnawing at the stomach, and before she could understand what she was doing, the girl was on her feet, running after her friend.
"Kiwi... w-wait..."
She turned and stared at Utena with that cold look she had been giving her for days, even if now there were some warm sparks. "What?"
"I... sorry... please, can we talk?"
Several seconds passed before Kiwi spoke again. “Will you tell me the truth this time?”
“I…” How could Utena tell the truth? She would have risked revealing Sayo's secret identity. She already felt partly guilty about knowing it herself, despite all the pleasure that had come from that discovery. "You see... it's complicated... I don't..."
Kiwi leaned forward, bringing face extremely close to Utena's and staring straight into her eyes with a gaze comparable to an iceberg. "I want a clear answer. Will you tell me the truth, yes or no?"
Utena didn't answer, tormenting her own lip for something to say. After a few seconds of silence, she lowered her head in defeat.
"As I thought" were Kiwi's words, heavy as iron. She turned and left. "Have fun you two."
Utena watched her go, feeling the tears slide down her cheeks and make her vision increasingly blurry. She felt two pairs of hands grab her shoulders to support her, while Sayo and Haruka's voices sounded as if they were far away, all deafened by a terribly loud silence.
A black cockroach skittered in front of her feet before vanish.