183. Entering the forest of death


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tomoka didn’t even bother listening to Anko as she interrupted Ibiki’s speech to give hear own instructions. Though she will admit she did look Anko up and down. The purple haired woman wore a body mesh that left nothing to the imagination. The only thing keeping some of her decency being the ck bra visible through the mesh, her mini skirt and a coat wide open.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nice.” Even though the whisper was so quiet no one should have been able to hear it. Tomoka''s head was impacted by a pair of pencil’s thrown by Hinata and Nozomi. The girls had used their full force knowing Tomoka could take it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anko didn’t even bother with the small disruption as her introduction and instructions had already been given. Instead she just leapt out the same window she hade through. A momentter everyone began leaving, after all, they needed to prepare for tomorrow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To~mo~ka~” Hearing Hinata’s sing song voice made Tomoka shiver lightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“To.mo.ka” On the other hand Nozomi’s curt tone made her realize something.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“hehe, I’m in danger.” Before Tomoka could try to flee, a pair of hands caught her by the neck of her shirt.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Naha you ain’t getting out of this one so easily.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Face your punishment.” With nothing left to be said the two dragged the wryly smiling Tomoka out of the ssroom. After all, she knew how she would be punished, she also knew she would both love and hate it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The next day as all participants that had passed congregated to the meeting point team Yamato sans Yamato could be seen doing just that as well. While both Hinata and Nozomi looked fresh and rested Tomoka looked like she had spent the night being tortured, not too far from the truth though.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really leaving me restrained inside my own mind with a bunch of toys attached was a bit too much.” Of course Tomoka could have broken herself free. She hadn’t for two reasons: first, that was cheating; second, she would suffer an even greater, and less pleasant, punishment if she did.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That is what you get for being a horn dog.” Hinata’s mock anger wouldn’t fool anyone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woof~” The seething re Tomoka received from Hinata did little to reduce the amusement she was feeling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That give’s me ideas.” Tomoka felt a tingling sensation coursing through her spine once she turned to see Nozomi’s smile. She could already see a cor and leash in her future.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I still find it hard to believe how perverted you two are.” Not that she wasining. Tomoka loved them and how they made her body feel.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s your fault for making us wait for so long.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, the only way we found to keep distracted once you got us going and left us wanting was to read.” And read they did. It had happened a year back when they got their hand on a book called Kamasutra. It had introduced the both of them to that world and after they could not stop. They couldn’t help themselves imagining doing all those things to Tomoka. That is why once finished they also got other rted books.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The girls continued chatting until Anko once again made her appearance. She quickly exined the rules and objectives. Signing the waiver was a none issue and no more than half an hourter each team found themselves inside training ground forty four, also known as the forest of death.


    <span style="font-weight:400">““So what’s the n?”” Both girl’s asked at the same time looking towards Tomoka who began grining.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry, I couldn’t sleep properlyst night so I am not feeling all that well. I will be leaving it to you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You can’t be serious.” Tomoka didn’t bother to give Nozomi any other answer aside from a simple shrug.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She is serious.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck.”