NTR Crush: I Will Steal Every Girl

Book 3: Chapter 10

I walked into the office of the vice-principal and sat down nervously. The room was much smaller than the principals nearby. Other than the desk and two chairs, there was a TV on the wall and a bookcase. The whole room felt a bit claustrophobic.

As I waited, I thought back to everything I had witnessed. Kiras downfall had certainly caught me by surprise. Part of that was because I had always thought she was such a rock. She had always been so steady and capable, that it never occurred to me that shed be in any real trouble. Even if something happened, I always thought that shed be able to handle it.

There was also part of me that felt that it didnt really matter. I didnt owe Kira anything, there was no particular reason I had to protect her. She was a childhood friend, but we hadnt been close in years. This all felt like more work than it was worth when it came to her. Okay, at the very least, Id let her father know. I began working on what I was going to say to him. By the time he came into the room, I had settled on a story.

Mr. Fukumi sat down across from me and smiled. Hello, Hakaru. So, what is it you need to tell me? Remember, this is a safe space, so you can share anything and you wont get in any trouble, okay?

I nodded, deciding it was easier to look at his desk than at the man himself directly. I believe your daughter is being blackmailed or somehow coerced to do things she doesnt want to do.

Mr. Fukumi made a noise of surprise. My my what do you mean?

A few nights ago, your daughter called me late at night. She asked for my help, but then a man spoke on the phone. He seemed dangerous, and then he hung the phone up and wouldnt let her talk to me. Ive tried to talk to her, and she avoided me. Then today today I saw her with a boy. They were doing stuff on school grounds. Thats why I got into the fight. Shes a student council president, so I know she wouldnt act that way on her own.

Shes a teenager like any other? Mr. Fukumi suggested.

I shook my head. He um he said something about the coach. The coach gave her to him as a reward!

Mr. Fukumis eyes narrowed. Are you sure that is what you heard?

I nodded. It was as close to the truth as I was going to get. Was the coach an NTR player? Was he blackmailing her? What could he have on her? I didnt know the answer. I also wasnt going to reveal everything to Mr. Fukumi.

Mr. Fukumi leaned back, shaking his head. Wow. That is incredible. These are very serious accusations to be leveled at a teacher. You understand this, right?

I nodded. I just felt you needed to know.

Mr. Fukumi sighed. This is truly worrisome. And to think I sent you there to see that.

My body froze for a second. After being beat over the head and in all of my concern, I had let that little detail slip from my mind. He was the one who suggested I go there. She was exactly where he said. Plus, he interviewed all of the students. There was no way they would have been able to cover this up as a lie. He definitely would have talked to his daughter, and even if the boys said I was the aggressor, I still didnt think Kira would sell me out like that.

Of course, these thoughts of mine were crazy. He was her father! Even if her mom was unreliable, her father was someone who cared about her. How could he know what was happening to his own daughter? How could he allow it to happen? He couldnt be the blackmailer, could he? I suddenly felt danger in the air. I no longer felt welcome in this supposed safe space.

Ah well, Ive said what I saw. I think Ill go then. I tried to make an excuse to leave.

Before you go He said as I stood up. Id like to give you a piece of advice. Its best not to lie when you tell stories.

I stopped. I didnt lie.

Really? Mr. Fukumis smile grew until it looked sinister. You said there was only one boy fucking my daughter. I seem to recall the entire basketball team having a turn.

Silence permeated the room. I was frozen in place. He had said it. He had actually said it. I had hoped to leave with him thinking I wasnt suspicious, but he went and made sure I knew the truth. My body trembled, and my fist clenched. I truly fought the urge to leap across the table and beat his ass. He was a bigger man than me, though, and even if I won, I could face horrible repercussions attacking the vice-principal.

You to your own daughter? I said with bitterness in my expression.

Of course Mr. Fukumi chuckled. She is mine, after all. I made her. I can do whatever I want with her.

You

You could say its how the game is played.

I hissed, backing up until my back hit the door. It was only two steps. What do you want?

I want to show you something. He grinned, pulling out a disk and sliding it into a DVD player that he had next to his desk. It was connected to the tv. With a click of the remote, a video started playing. It only took me a few moments to realize what it was.

Ahhn. Hakaru fuck fuck fuck keep it up!

It was an image from not long ago. Mrs. Fukumi was riding me. Her exposed ass showed on the camera as she bounced up and down on my cock. The camera appeared to be hidden on one of the cabinets, recording the whole thing. Thats why Mr. Fukumi went back to the nurses station. My mouth was dry. I made five attempts to work moisture back into it.

You you think youve got me? Blackmail? A cruel smile formed on my lips. I dont give a fuck about your wife. Shes just a toy I stuff with my big cock! You leak this video. Itll hurt her. Itll hurt you. Somehow, I think the underaged student who fucks his teacher will walk out of it just fine. Youll only ruin your family, your reputation, and your life!

Mr. Fukumi blinked, and then he burst into laughter. Oh my, arent we the serious type! My, my you completely misunderstand me. Im not the bad guy at all. I may play the game, but that doesnt mean we must be opponents!

I narrowed my eyes. Arent we though? Why else would you record me with your wife? Why else would you send me to see your daughter?

Mr. Fukumi smiled again, his expression not changing from before. Because I want you to keep doing what youre doing!

Wh-what?

Haha when my god came to me and revealed that my wife was cheating on me, my heart hurt so much. I was convinced that I was going to die. That feeling was horrific, painful, and also exciting. He showed me another way. He showed me to embrace my pain and in it find pleasure. He paused the recording of me and his wife just as she was cumming, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Do you see that look on my wife? Ive not been able to make her look that way in years. Yet, here you are, making my wife ride you on top like some kind of slut. Shes never looked sexier to me!

Th-thats crazy!

I heard youre fucking your sister. Well, I see my daughter in the same way. Except, I dont want to fuck her myself. I want to see her defiled by other men. I admit I lied too. I didnt talk to the basketball team. I was there! I was in the shadows, watching as one man after another blasted it all over my daughters face. As a father, it made me feel sad the state my daughter has fallen to, but as I man, Ive never felt more alive!

You you

The reason Ive come to you today is that I want to work together. Mr. Fukumis lewd expression turned more serious. I want you to keep banging my wife. Defile her. Make her your little tasty slut. I heard that your father almost had her in gangbangs. I wont say you must go to this extent, but it wouldnt be bad if you at least got her swapping partners.

You can enjoy my daughter too. And my girlfriend. Haha you havent met her. Shes a 15-year-old Freshman. She was totally into me so I couldnt help having her virginity. Shes as timid as a mouse though and absolutely infatuated. If I tell her to play with you, shell definitely put out.

Why would I do any of this? I demanded, my mind still struggling to keep up.

Why so I can watch? He chuckled. Have my wife. Have her on our marital bed. Make her do the lewd things shed never do with me. Ill be in the closet, touching myself, cumming on a pair of her underwear!

Thats disgusting! How could you win that way?

I wont win! Mr. Fukumi laughed. Who cares about winning anyway? Youll be the one who wins. After all, you get way more points for stealing than I get for watching. However, I keep earning points, and I get what Ive always wanted Ill get to see my family happy!

I put my hand over my mouth. I feel sick

There are other men playing this game. Dangerous men and dangerous gods to boot! He turned serious. You need me! If we work together, I know we can win.

And your god is okay with this?

Hes the one who wants this! Hes only ever wanted to help his sisters! As he spoke this, a form suddenly appeared next to him.

I let out a cry of shock. He was a man who wore nothing but a black leather mask that covered his entire head. He had no shirt and wore a black thong with leather straps. He truly looked like a pervert, the god of perverts! The god didnt speak a single word, merely crossing his arms and looking at me through a mask with eyes I couldnt see.

What the hell? I cried out, shocked by his frightening appearance.

Mr. Fukumi patted the guys arm and smiled at me. As long as you keep having an affair, Ill keep benefiting. You might as well take my offers and earn even more points. It also doesnt just go that far. Im happy to help you with my skills too. We can both earn skills together, and synchronize them. Why do you think none of this ever gets out? Gods powers are truly wonderful. Being able to force every participant to keep quiet, unable to say what they did. We can do anything in this school. Well be gods. Thats what this has always been about. Thats the prize at the end of this game.

What are you talking about?

These powers were not like humans anymore. Theyll only grow stronger and more incredible. Were being turned into gods. When you win, you will be a new god, and Im happy to be the lesser god by your side. So, what do you say? He put out his hand to me.

I stared at it. A-about Kira. The blackmail Ill only take her exclusively

Mr. Fukumis mouth turned bitter for a second. Im sorry.

Seriously? You want to be my ally but you wont stop doing that to your own daughter!

Mr. Fukumi shook his head sadly. You misunderstand. Im not the one blackmailing Kira. I already told you, there are other players, dangerous men. This is why Ive come to you. Youve already won a goddess. Im tired of being under that bastards finger. My God and I, we dont have the strength or the personality to fight back. You, however you might just be able to stop him. So do we have a deal?

He reached out his hand once more. I stared at it. More points. More women. Less effort. No guilt. Mr. Fukumis offer really was an incredible one. My hand started moving towards his. I didnt really know if I planned to clasp it or hit it away. However, before I could decide, there was a slap, and a woman was standing in front of me. My eyes widened.

Netorare I said.

She had knocked away his hand, a furious look on her face aimed at the leather-faced man.

Cuckold! You dare seek to push my man into a corner. She said angrily. I will never allow it!

A stormy feeling filled the room as two deities faced each other.