Despite being a basic bitch by Mondo's standards, Makoto was at a party hosted by Yasuhiro. There were a handful of his classmates around All enjoying their alcoholic drinks and snacks. Speaking of snacks, Makoto was there with Kyoko, who had asked him to come to the party for "something special".
"What do you mean somethint special?" Makoto asked Kyoko a few hours earlier.
"You'll know when we're at the party. Goodbye." Kyoko replied and walked away. She was always mysterious like this, which kinda frustrated Makoto, but his thirst and his penis overruled his rational thinking. He sat on a couch and Yasuhiro came up to him, 5 shots into his drinking.
"Hey man, why're you sittin' around for?" Yasuhiro questioned Makoto, "Shuichi and Kaede locked themselves in a closet, Kokichi, Tsumugi, and Kiyo are playing strip poker, and Chihiro's blackout drunk. Chihiro said it was something about repressing memories I guess?"
"I'm just waiting on Kyoko, she said she was doing "something special" for me at this party." Makoto replied.
"Oh!" Yasuhiro responded knowingly, "She told me ALL about what she wants to do for you!"
"Wait, what is she doing, and why did she tell you?" Makoto asked, flustered.
"Nope, can't tell you, you'll find out soon!" Yasuhiro replied, leaving Makoto to join the strip poker session.
"God damnit." Makoto muttered to himself. He faced the other side of himself, seeing Kyoko walk towards him with her traditional stone face. She stood over Makoto, seeming almost menacing to Makoto.
"Oh, um, hey Kyoko!" Makoto said to Kyoko, slightly blushing.
"I'm glad you actually came, I was confident you wouldn't, so this is a pleasant surprise." Kyoko said to Makoto. She pulled him off the couch and right to the side of her, walking and talking. Makoto, becoming more red in the face, replied, "H-hey! Where are we going!?"
"Somewhere private to discuss something." Kyoko quickly replied. She took him up the stairs to the second floor, and brought him to an empty bedroom. He sat down on the bed with Kyoko walking towards the bathroom.
"Hold on a sec, I gotta use the bathroom." Kyoko said as sh quickly went into the bathroom. Makoto was unsure what was happening, looking around the room for answers. This clearly wasn't Yasuhiro's room, as there were no obvious features in the bedroom. This looked like it was a guest room for visiting people to sleep in, noting how vanilla the room looked. The door rushed open, and when Makoto faced the door, he saw Kyoko in her underwear, being lit by the light in the bathroom. Obviously, as Makoto would do in these situations, he hyperventilated and his body quickly became a tone of Crimson red, sweat dropping from his face.
"Help! I need an adult!" Makoto yelled out.
"Then I'll be mommy." Kyoko said, stone faced as usual. As she walked up to Makoto, he crawled back onto the bed like a horror movie victim trying to escape the killer, but Kyoko's killer looks proved to be too much. She was on top of Makoto in the bed, and Makoto realized he had to face his problems like a man. So he took off his shirt, pants, and socks, leaving only his pink heart boxers on his body. He took a condom from the drawers and put it on under his boxers. Kyoko was on her knees on top of Makoto, staring down at Makoto.
"Um, aren't we gonna get started?" Makoto asked Kyoko.
"Did you think I was just gonna give this to you?" Kyoko replied, "I thought about giving you a chance after you managed to make me laugh a few days ago. If you want me so badly, you have to earn it."
"I, uh, don't know what you mean, Kyoko?" Makoto said.
"I'm trying to say that you have to know how to get someone like me going." Kyoko explained. "If you can't do that, then you'll never be able to get me." Makoto was irritated that she was acting mysterious in a time like this, but he still took her up on her offer.
"Okay then." Makoto replied. He reached his hand around to her shoulder, trying to rub it seductively.
"Lower." Kyoko ordered.
"Uh, do you mean to your front or back?" Makoto questioned. Kyoko said nothing and stared down at Makoto. He took his hand and went down to the middle of her her back.
"Lower." Kyoko ordered again.
"B-but, that's near your-" Makoto mentioned.
"Do as I say." Kyoko cut off Makoto. As she said, Makoto put his hand lower, positioning it right above her butt where her tailbone was.
"Mmm, you're pretty good after all." Kyoko said, now with the slight smirk she puts on every once in a while. This could have been it, but Makoto knew that he could make her go even further. He flashed back to that previous moment a few days ago in the lunchroom.
"'Smackle that crack, yo.' Makoto said toward Kyoko. Kyoko looked at Makoto and gave a subtle nod as she walked off and laughed."
He gulped ad put his hand even lower.
"Huh?" Kyoko gasped, "What are you doing?" He grabbed her underwear and started to slowly pull it down, revealing her buttcrack.
"M-Makoto, you…" Kyoko started to say, trying her hardest to keep her stone cold face intact. Makoto had finished pulling it down, revealing her buttcheeks. He started to rub her bare butt like he did her back. She was clearly about to lose her demeanor.
"Heh heh, it's going to t-take more than that to break me, Makoto." Kyoko said, staring to get red in the face. Makoto closed his eyes and gritted his teeth for a few seconds, thinking about what he was about to do. Afterwards, Makoto took his fingers, and then he…
"Urgh!" Kyoko's fade froze for a few seconds, displaying shock. Makoto smiled and laughed to himself, as Kyoko's face started emoting in ways that Makoto, or really anyone had ever seen before. Then, Makoto started to sing, "FINGERS IN HER ASS, FINGERS IN HER ASS, K-YO-KO SHE LIKES, FINGERS IN HER ASS" Kyoko started to hit her fist on the bed several times with her eyes to the ceiling, and she took her hand and grabbed Makoto's from her butt. She was panting from exhaustion for a few seconds before she turned her back on Makoto, going on all fours and raising her butt in the air.
"Uh-oh." Makoto thought to himself, "Maybe I took this too far." Then, Kyoko turned her face towards Makoto, putting a finger below her lips with sad looking puppy dog eyes.
"Oopsies! I did a bad thing!" Kyoko said to Makoto in a little girl voice, gyrating her butt in front of his face, "Pweeze don't spank me daddy!"
"Um, Kyoko, what the fuck is going on!?" Makoto shouted.
"I was a naughty widdle girl, and now I gotta be punished!" Kyoko replied.
"No, that's wrong!" Makoto shouted, "I was the one who went too far. I'm not gonna spank you!" Kyoko looked frustrated as she pushed her butt right onto Makoto's face.
"Oops! Your face is in my butt!" Kyoko said, "Now you'll be REALLY mad!" While he was slightly enjoying a face full of her ass, he knew he had to stop this.
"Kyoko, STOP!" Makoto shouted as he slapped Kyoko's butt hard.
"Oh no, anything but that!" Kyoko whined. Makoto kept spanking her butt, each slap making her buttcheeks wiggle but still remain firm. He kept this up until Kyoko started to breathe heavily. Her butt was completely red, with one of her buttcheeks having a purple bruise that looked painful. Kyoko started to sit up with her hand on her forehead.
"Ugghhh…what happened just now?" Kyoko questioned. She felt her buttcheeks and her whole face went more red than Makoto.
"Oh my god." Kyoko gasped.
"Yeah, you got really weird when I used my fingers, sorry about that." Makoto replied. Kyoko laid down beside Makoto in bed under the covers.
"Please never do that again, and never mention this to anyone, got it?" Kyoko asked.
"Agreed." Makoto replied.
"Other than that, you did good." Kyoko complimented. They went on to do the usual sex stuff a few minutes later and they left the next morning.
END OF CHAPTER EIGHT
