Note: The land where Kirito is transferred to in this chapter, as well as the girls he meets there, are from 'The Familiar of Zero' manga.
I was casually enjoying a walk in the sunny street. Asuna and Suguha had gone to the mall to spend a girls only day together, which left me with some alone time. A nice, peaceful day when seemingly nothing could go wrong. If only I knew what was about to happen!
Suddenly, an immaterial pentagram appeared in front of me, out of thin air. Needless to say I was shocked.
I stayed still for a moment. To touch it or not to touch it? If I was a loser that had nothing to live for, if, for instance, I was an old, ugly, dirty hobo, I would have nothing to lose, so it would be justified to give it a try. But as I was now, a handsome boy with a wonderful life ahead and a harem of girls to share it with, I had no reason to risk all that. Therefore, I did not touch it, because it was not worth risking my wonderful life just to satisfy my curiosity. Right?
WRONG! I did touch it. Yeah, I know, stupid me. Stupid me, stupid me, STUPID ME!
I was sucked into that pentagram, which turned out to be a portal to another world. After a long passage, accompanied with dizzying lights and colors, I found myself lying on grass, hearing voices around me.
When I recovered from the daze, I sat up and saw a girl looking at me with frustration. She looked the same age as me, except she had almost no boobs at all! I know not all girls are gifted, but, seriously, no boobs? Despite that, she was very beautiful. She had long, pink hair and eyes the same color. She was wearing what seemed to be a school uniform: a white shirt, a black cape, a black, short skirt and long, dark colored stockings.
Around us, a group of teenagers were standing in a circle. They were wearing the same school uniform as the pink headed girl. It seems I was in the premises of a dorm school, a place very different from the academy I had been attending for one year. An older man was also there, a cloak covering him almost entirely from neck down. This must be the teacher.
'You... you're a human!' the pinkhead exclaimed, staring at me and pointing something at me. Wait, what was that thing she was holding? Was there any chance it was a wand?
'Yes, I'm a human. Sorry for being a human. I didn't do it on purpose,' I said sarcastically and extended one arm. 'Now, care to help me get up?'
The pinkhead ignored my words and turned to the teacher: 'This just isn't right. I'll try again.'
'I'm sorry, miss De La Vallerie, you can't try again. It's against the rules,' the older man said firmly. 'This is what you summoned and will be your familiar.'
Some giggles were heard among the other students.
'Umm, guys, can someone explain to me where I am and what happened?' I tried to draw someone's, anyone's, attention.
The pinkhead gave me a look full of contempt. 'Nobody owes you any explanations, peasant,' she said. 'Nobody owes you anything. You're just a familar, that is to say, a slave, a pet, an object...'
Nevertheless, the teacher considered it fair enough to give me some explanations: 'Miss De La Vallerie! That's enough!'
He turned to me and said: 'It seems you got summoned here from another world. Our world is called Halkeginia. You are in Tristain, a land of this world. This is the academy of magic, an institution only for the highest class nobles.'
'Umm, okay, but what does all that have to do with me?' I stroked the back of my head.
'Each second year student must summon a creature to serve them, their familiar,' the teacher carried on. 'What kind of familiar a student will summon depends on their abilities. For instance, Tabitha, who is an excellent student (pointed at a girl with short, blue hair, eyes the same color, and glasses) summoned a dragon! Louise, on the other hand (pointed at the pinkhead) is not that skilled.'
The pinkhead blushed.
'That's why we call her Louise the Zero,' a girl with long, blonde, curly hair and blue eyes laughed.
'Shut up, Montmorency,' Louise turned to the blonde and snapped.
I turned back to the teacher: 'Anyway, what happens now?'
'Nothing,' the teacher shrugged. 'Since she summoned you, you are her familiar. You will be serving her for the rest of your life.'
I froze in terror. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life as a slave, not even as a slave of a hottie.
'But I want to go home!' I cried.
'I advise you to lower your voice, lad,' the teacher corrected his glasses. 'You may technically be a human, but you are no longer considered one. A familiar is nothing more than a possession of their master. You have no rights. Even the poorest, lowest class citizens enjoy higher status than you!'
'But... but this is unfair,' I tried to stand up.
A kick coming from Louise's lovely leg forced me back to the ground. 'I didn't give you permission to stand up, slave,' she yelled.
Despite her good looks, that girl was a total bitch! So that was my fate from now on? To spend the rest of my life serving such a horrible person?
'And now the ritual that will seal the contract,' the teacher declared.
Louise crouched in front of me. I gulped. What was that ritual about?
'Feel lucky, peasant,' she whispered. 'Kissing a noble like me is a chance of a lifetime for a slave.'
As I said, such a bitch... WAIT, DID SHE SAY KISS?
Indeed, she leant, took hold of my neck (such lovely hands!) and kissed me on the lips! I was shocked, but in a good way.
'Er hem,' the teacher drew our attention. 'I'm sorry, miss De La Vallerie, but a kiss is not enough in your case.'
Both Louise and I raised an eyebrow.
The teacher continued: 'Since you summoned a human, for the contract to be sealed, you have to... err... go all the way!'
All students around gasped. 'WHAT?' the pinkhead shrieked.
'I'm sorry. It's in the ancient rules,' the teacher said, materialized a book and turned it to the relevant page to make his point.
'But... but nobody ever told me that,' Louise protested. 'I don't think this has ever been taught.'
Some students nodded.
'Because nobody had ever imagined that any student would ever be so inept as to summon a human,' the teacher sighed.
Students around laughed. Louise blushed again, though I could tell she was angry.
'Darn. If I knew it would turn out this way, I'd have at least brought along my condom,' she mumbled.
Speaking of which, I had no condoms either!
'I guess it can't be helped now,' Louise whispered and got on top of me!
Tentatively, she lowered her upper body onto mine and our lips joined again. I heard some whispers among the students watching us as we made out.
At some point, I unconsciously raised my hands and took hold of her lovely neck. Louise abruptly grabbed my hands and forced them back to the grass. Ouch!
'I didn't give you permission to move your hands, peasant,' she sat up and glared at me.
Why do such good looks have to be wasted on such an awful person?
She stood up and started undressing. I watched in awe her amazing, nude body being revealed. Gasps among students (especially male ones!) were heard.
She gave me another glare. 'Why are you staying still?' she snapped. 'You're supposed to undress too. That's how sex works.'
'But... but you said I mustn't move without permission,' I said with uncertainty.
'JUST SHUT UP AND FUCK ME,' Louise yelled as she lay down, legs open, her awesome vagina exposed.
This wasn't the first time a girl told me to 'shut up and fuck her'. But, until then, whenever I was given that command, it was in a much more relaxed and playful context.
Anyway, I stood up and undressed. When I was nude, I slowly got on top of Louise. Despite the weird situation, I decided to begin with a little foreplay since I was at it. I kissed her elegant neck. I descended and explored her breastless chest and her cute belly. Her thighs, her calves, until I reached her foot bridge. All the while, she would let out moans that indicated she was not doing this just for the sake of the ritual. She was enjoying it!
However, at some point, she violently grabbed my erect penis and drove it into her womanhood. 'Just get it over with,' she snapped. 'We won't waste all day here.'
Did she have to keep reminding me, even during sex, how much of an asshole she was?
She wrapped her legs around me and we started thrusting. Our moans, which were getting louder and louder, made even the teacher lose his composure at some point. 'Lord gracious,' I heard him whisper.
After a while, the pleasure became so great that we started rolling around; at the same time, I would grope her back and ass (not going as far as to slap it, though; I didn't want to press my luck with that kind of girl.)
Finally, we remained in a missionary position and screamed in a simultaneous climax. Maybe staying in that land wouldn't be that bad after all!