The Harem and the Voyeur

Several months ago….

It wasn’t possible! It simply wasn’t possible! Her beloved senpai wasn’t the kind of person to get so familiar with a girl like her when he was already seeing someone! He would have said something. Anything! And even if he was so heartless surely he wouldn’t be so crass and brazen as to take a girl…into a place like…

Kasumi stood in front of the entrance to the women’s bath, hair tied back in a bun and nothing but a small towel to cover her naked body. Steam poured from various rooms in this small, sequestered neighborhood bathing facility, tucked away from the rest of Tokyo by a series of back alleys. The fact it was so very close to her senpai’s abode was mere coincidence. Kasumi had been watching (she preferred to call it ‘watching’ rather than something more distasteful like ‘stalking’) her senpai for some months now. She often saw him entering the small facility. And the urge to follow him in, perhaps sneak a glance at ALL of him, had crossed her mind. But she had never given in to the urge. Not until she saw him and Ann Takamaki walking hand in hand into the baths together. But surely they were just making use of the facility, the same way their little group sometimes entered together. Men and women sharing a bath was highly illegal even in public facilities! She just had to make sure!

“Just poke your head into the women’s bath. Nothing wrong with that! Ann-senpai will be there, alone. No need to worry. The time is odd, but the situation is purely…”

And so Kasumi cautiously entered the bath, and made her way to the entrance to the women’s room. And just as carefully, opened the stylized door just a crack, just enough to confirm…

Ann was there. Kasumi’s heart stopped for a moment. A whole lot of Ann Takamaki was there, a lovely naked blond goddess standing up in the bath, leaning forward and hanging on to the lip of the tub, her back arched and her breasts thrust out in front of her, her eyes closed and face a mask of pure unbridled ecstasy. She was there…and so her senpai, equally naked, standing behind the professional model, hands on her hips and…Kasumi blushed. Other parts were rather obviously being tightly embraced by the naked girl as their hips gently moved as one.

For a moment, she felt heartbroken. Perhaps even betrayed. But her senpai had never been dating her. Perhaps she had misconstrued his intentions, coloring them with her own expectations. Or perhaps that strange feeling of displacement she had felt since her sister had passed away was sparing her from the full impact of the scene. Another part was…happy. The mysterious, quiet young man who had helped her so much always had an air of loneliness around him, something she was very familiar with. But he managed to find someone. At least one of them…

But these thoughts quickly gave way to one rather astonishing revelation. They were beautiful, these two lovemakers, dancing a dance far more intimate and moving than anything she had ever presented. There was an odd sort of joy seeing them both together, embracing and filled with love. An odd joy, and a far more lecherous feeling of excitement at catching the pair doing something so scandalous in a public place! She knew she should be looking away, should be leaving the pair to their business, perhaps safeguarding them from other passersby (or, one vindictive thought crossed her mind, report them and get them in a different kind of hot water). But she was paralyzed. Her infatuation was now fueling a far naughtier, more voyeuristic urge inside her. She wanted to watch. She wanted to be a part of this private moment, no matter how wrong that might be.

“I-idiot! I can’t OH! I can’t believe…I let you…talk me into this!!! What if someone comes in!!” Ann moaned.

“Then they’ll see us. They’ll find us naked and together doing something shameful right in public. Imagine the rumors that you’ll be hearing tomorrow. Your reputation would be ruined.” Joker whispered.

“Shut up, you idiot!! It’d be worse for you. You’re on probation! Why would-OHHHHHH!”

“Because of that. You love the danger. The fact we might get caught just makes it more exciting. And I love seeing you like this…”

“Idiot.” Ann moaned.

Ksumi finally took a step back. And promptly tripped over a wood stool. A dual gasp from the bath confirmed the lovers had heard her. Kasumi began to panic. Her feeling of arousal and terror was unrelenting. In a daze she rose to her feet, trembling, her towel fallen away and her mental state too hysterical to look for it. What was it that inspired her next move? Pure adrenaline? Or something far more nefarious? Whatever it was, Kasumi failed to resist the sudden compulsion that came over her, homing in on the only two occupied clothes lockers in the changing area (both unlocked, silly little senpais) and gathered up the contents. Hearing footsteps padding toward the exit to the bath, Kasumi ran, naked and holding bundles of clothes. She fled as fast as her bare Olympic tier legs could carry her, past the gawking clerk at the front desk, out the doorway and down the alley. A moment to pause, to assess her humiliating situation…and then forward again, into the front patio of Le Blanc and then up the stone brick walls of the building, her well trained body giving her an almost spider-like grace as she parkoured her way onto the rooftops too fast to even register her intentions. And there she hid, entirely naked, bewildered, ashamed and more than anything else overwhelmingly aroused.

She was already playing with herself when a light went on in Leblanc. She possessed enough human decency to scold herself for her own actions. And yet the fact that the pair at best had had to make their way back in a simple towel…and at worst…Kasumi blushed as the same exciting whisper that had compelled her to stare was back. To her credit, she put up a valiant struggle, scolding herself and refusing…until she heard the noises from upstairs. Cursing herself, applying every demeaning title and insult she could think of, the naked girl slowly crept across the rooftop silent as possible. Blushing, beyond ashamed of herself but even more curious, Kasumi peaked through her Senpai’s window. The bed was not far away. And there they were, as naked and beautiful as ever, the fresh blushes only adding to the arousing image. With a sense of shock Kasumi watched as Ann straddled Joker’s waste, a look of humiliation and wanton lust in her eyes. Was she as aroused by their unexpected streak as Kasumi was? Joker had certainly implied such an odd kink earlier. And her lovemaking was all the more enthusiastic and energetic in the aftermath of their brief naked humiliation.

Kasumi learned later that Ann borrowed some of Ren’s summer clothes, awkward though it was leaving so early dressed in a boy’s shirt and jeans. Kasumi in turn helped herself to Ann’s ensemble, though it was just as awkward walking around early morning with clothes so much skimpier than her usual tastes. A few days later she guiltily left the stolen clothes on Leblanc’s front porch, having no courage to face the pair directly. For a few weeks she avoided her senpai completely, focusing on school, unable to look either in the eye. But then she overheard a comment implying another clandestined date night. And once again, cursing herself the entire way, Kasumi sneaked up onto the roof of Leblanc and occupied a long night with the sight of her Senpai and his girlfriend. It wasn’t the last time it would happen. And to her shock, Ann was not the last Phantom Thief she would see naked in the bed of her senpai.

Back in the present…

“I don’t…you…I…I DON’T BELIEVE THIS!” Ann thundered. “That was YOU! Kasumi, how could you?”

Kasumi hung her head. There really was no excuse she could give. It was an addicting habit, to say the least. Doubly so when she began to realize her little infatuation with Joker had spread like a disease to his conquests.

“Ummm…so, before you come down too hard on her, you might want to know that Kasumi wasn’t your only audience…” Futaba piped up, looking much less guilty than Kasumi felt.

“You what?” Makoto scolded.

“Meh. You guys know what I’m about. The whole reason I knew to contact you scrubs for help was because I had Leblanc wired. Did you think I didn’t have any cameras hidden around the place?” Futaba shrugged.

Ann looked on in horror.

“Oh come on. It was for security. I knew the new tenant had a record. Had to make sure he wasn’t going to steal anything. Just never took them down…” Futaba trailed off.

“You knew I was there?” Kasumi asked, blushing.

“Oh yeah. You were sneaky, but I have like six cameras covering that window. I saw you every time….heh. Actually, I have a whole file of vids hiding in my desktop. Sure loved getting naked on that roof, huh?”

Kasumi blushed. “Since we’re being honest, I…I saw you with him too.”

“Tch. Of course you did. Didn’t you think it was weird all our date nights happened to fall on your days off?” Futaba asked, blushing.

“You wanted her to watch??” Ann said in disbelief.

“I mean, the thought was terrifying, but I was on a self improvement kick, and I had my key item with me and I just thought…” Futaba babbled a moment. “Oh, whatever! It was hot seeing her watching you guys, and I wanted to see how it felt, okay?”

“…and?” Haru asked, smiling.

“And…and I made sure she was always free on date night…” Futaba stammered, blushing.

“Great. This is just great. I can’t believe either of you!” Ann snapped.

“I’m disappointed as well. But you have some responsibility to bear as well, Ann. Taking a bath together in public. Going to Leblanc for late night trysts? I thought you’d be more discreet given his situation. You drew too much attention to yourself.” Makoto said.

“Oh? Like you were any better!” Ann snapped back.

“As a matter of fact, I was. I am dead certain Futaba has no videos of me and Joker.” Makoto said, smiling.

“Yeah. Freaking prude.” Futaba fumed.

“Hardly. Joker and I have just been more methodical at being unnoticed.” Makoto said snidely.

Haru snorted. “You mean meeting up with him on the roof of the school to have sex?”

Makoto’s eyes widened. “H-how-but…but…we were careful! I have the only keys to the rooftop! The door was always locked!”

Haru gave a calculating look. “Just a word of advice, Class President. Best to remember Shujin Academy has TWO buildings, with TWO roofs, each level with the other. If a certain red headed stalker finds one door locked, she could always sneak over to the other roof to see if she can get a good view of anything that might be happening on your private rooftop with your locked door.”

Makoto looked horrified.

Several weeks ago….

Kasumi’s heart was pounding in her chest as she ran as quickly as she dared through the hallways of Shujin Academy, conscious of the danger of being scolded by a passing teacher but even more aware that time was of the essence! Today was the day! She was certain of it! Already she had successfully caught no less than two of the mysterious goddesses that so monopolized her senpai’s attention in their full, naked glory. There was still a feeling of guilt, still frequent recriminations and self-deprecating speeches to herself following every encounter. But she had long ago stopped making excuses or promises to cease her perverted adventures in violating her senpai’s privacy. She knew very well she was telling herself lies. The thrill of hiding and watching her fellow students performing their own illicit debaucheries was too intense. She was a hopelessly addicted pervert through and through. She could hate herself all she wanted, but the facts were the facts. May as well admit the truth and move forward.

For months now she had been trying to solve a certain riddle regarding the relationship dynamics of Joker and his inner circle. She was dead certain the stern class president was just as deeply embroiled in a scandalous affairs as his other two girlfriends, and yet not once had the beautiful brunette answered the red head’s perverse prayers and revealed herself in all her tawdry naked glory! Clearly the upperclassman was more clever than that. But she was also a creature that valued plans and routines, and thus stuck to a pattern Kasumi could learn. Every day the pair stole away to the rooftop during their lunch hour. Every day Makoto Niijiima returned to her classes looked a bit more exhausted and listless with a telltale glow that Kasumi had learned came as a direct consequence of the intense, satisfying sessions of lovemaking her senpai provided. And today! Today Kasumi Yoshizawa would complete her perverted collection of the women Joker had seen naked!

With a deep breath, Kasumi turned the handle of the door to the adjacent rooftop. She had to hurry. She had only a few dozen precious minutes before the pair would arrive, like clockwork, on the opposite roof. She could not risk making a sound or she might scare them off! Best to arrive first and find a proper hiding place before…

“Oh good! You’re here!” A cheerful voice came from the rooftop.

Kasumi almost screamed. She felt as if her heart had tried to leap up into her throat. And the feeling of shock and terror did not immediately vanish, only mingling with deep confusion as she stared up from the rooftop entrance to find Haru Okumura gazing right back down at her, smiling as bright as the sun and naked as the day she was born.

“Please hurry! If you leave the doorway open someone might pass by and see us, and that won’t do any of us any good.” Haru said casually.

Kasumi obeyed the command in a shell shocked stupor, dumbly walking onto the roof and closing the door behind her. For good measure she locked it. Then, with eyes the size of dinner plates she walked up the small flight of stairs to find a small botanical garden taking up as much space as the small rooftop would allow. And there casually humming to herself, dressed only in garden gloves and boots, was the gorgeous form of her rich third year classmate. Kasumi swallowed hard. The older girl had always seemed so quiet and unassuming, always dressed so modestly with stylish but baggy clothing that hid most of her body. Seeing her like this, completely bare with such a thin, graceful physique (albeit with enough fat to give her lovely curves and beautiful large breasts that competed with Takamaki for size and splendour) was awe inspiring.

“S-senpai! You..! Wha..Your…” Kasumi’s brain was trying to reboot without success.

“I believe the word you are looking for is ‘naked’?” Haru asked with a smile.

“Yes!...Why are you naked? W-what are you doing here??” Kasumi stammered.

“Answering in reverse order. I was given permission by the school to use this space for my gardening. Usually I keep the door locked, but I thought I might want to make an exception for you. And I’m naked for two reasons. First, the roof gets very hot during the day, and watering the plants often turns this place into a sauna. Its more comfortable being naked, and it avoids getting my uniform dirty or covered in sweat.” Haru said, examining a potted plant.

Kasumi’s mouth was trying to form words, but only managed to uselessly open and close as she gaped the other girl.

“And second, and more importantly, it only seemed fair. If I’m going to spy on a certain pair who will be getting naked soon enough I may as well take the same risks and thrills as they are.” Haru said.

Kasumi blinked. “You know about Senpai and Niijima-san?”

“Oh yes. I’ve been watching them closely for quite some time. I’m not sure I’d call myself a ‘friend’ exactly. In all honesty, I’m a little put off by them for hurting a good friend of mine. But they seem like nice people, if a little thoughtless at times. I’m hoping they can make amends soon. In the meantime, I happened to take note of their ‘routine’ just as you did, and just like you I became curious.” Haru explained.

“I…I…” Kasumi shook her head. “But how did you know I’d be here?”

“Oh. Well, I mentioned my new friend. He’s been teaching me certain skills, helping me pick up on certain details. While I was keeping an eye on them I couldn’t help but notice you and how eagerly you were doing the same. Your quite good at being sneaky, Kasumi-chan. But you’ve been a little…careless with how often you follow that boy.” Haru chided.

“I…I see. I’m sorry.” Kasumi bowed.

“Oh goodness! No apology necessary! Not with me, anyway! I’m just giving you fair warning. Now, the best observation spot I’ve found is over there near the supply shed. Would you like some binoculars?” Haru asked casually.

Kasumi turned bright red. Was this really happening? But she nodded all the same, her instinct not to be rude going into autopilot despite the bizarre situation. She watched the retreating form of her gorgeous upperclassman, a blush on her face. Her eyes darted left and right. No, surely she couldn’t…but maybe…how did the westerners put it? When in Rome?

Haru came out of the shed, binoculars in hand, pausing a moment in surprise to find Kasumi standing in the middle of the rooftop, blushing from head to toe, her clothes folded neatly near the entrance, her hands nervously held behind her back and a pensive look on her face. Haru’s smile was wide and contagious.

“Yoshizawa-chan, you and I will get along perfectly.” Haru said.

The pair shared a looked of bashful excitement, each caught up in the other’s nudity. All at once a noise came from the opposite rooftop. Haru quickly directed the freshman to a hiding spot, the pair kneeling on the ground. Kasumi gasped in awe as a vision of a very naked class president abruptly came fully into view, practically leaping up on the chain link fence that safe guarded the other roof. A moment later her senpai was there, holding the brunette close. Makoto grasped onto the fence for dear life, her well muscled body convulsing in pleasure as Joker took her from behind. She heard Haru sigh in admiration, the enthusiastic lovemaking shaking even her calm demeanor. Glancing at Kasumi kneeling next to her, Haru lifted up a hose fitted with a spray nozzle.

“Would you mind? It’s a little cold, but its quite effective. Better than a shower head.” Haru said.

Kasumi watched, her attention now split between the couple opposite the pair and the sight of her other senpai squatting on hands and knees, the nozzle between her legs, splashing a light spray of water against her private places, moving her hips to the same unseen beat as the couple. Kasumi blushed all the more when Haru switched to using her fingers, offering the hose to the younger girl. Her face blazing, Haru slid the nozzle between her own legs. The water was cold, but the sensation it provided was as perfect an accompaniment to the performance taking place before her as she could have asked for.

Back in the present, Makoto had gone beat red, trembling like a volcano about to erupt.

“I…I can’t BELIEVE you two!” Makoto snarled.

“Gee Makoto-chan. What they did was wrong, but I’m disappointed in how indiscreet you were being.” Ann muttered, her voice a poor attempt to mimic the older girl.

“I am sorry, Senpai. Sorry for everything. I know I have no excuse.” Kasumi said with a bow. “I was too caught up in how beautiful all of you were. I should have controlled myself. I know it was wrong. I hope you can forgive me.”

“Well, I suppose someone has to be sorry.” Haru muttered.

Makoto glowered at her in outrage.

“Spare me that look, Niijima-san. You knew the risks of doing something like that. No one goes up on the roof of their school and takes their clothes off without knowing they might be seen. The only reason someone would do that in the first place is because they love taking that risk…or because they are hoping someone will catch them.” Haru shrugged. “Kasumi and I know that as much as you do.”

Makoto seethed, then took in a very long breath. “All right. This conversation isn’t over. But we’re going to postpone it until we get out of here.”

Haru smirked at Makoto’s glare.

“I..I do have one question!” Kasumi piped up, earning another glare from Makoto.

“Go ahead.” Makoto said, menace in her voice.

“Well…I…the four of you are all dating Senpai.”

“Three of us. Joker and I have not gone on any dates. Or done anything else of interest.” Haru said, sporting a chershire cat grin.

“Oh, don’t worry. He’ll ask soon enough. He’s just waiting to get to know you a little better.” Futaba predicted.

“Three of you.” Kasumi said, interrupting. “What are your intentions? Are you all really okay sharing him like that?”

The three girls exchanged looks, Makoto sighing. “We’re waiting for him to make a decision. We’re giving him until Valentine’s Day. If he hasn’t decided between us by then…well…it won’t end well for him.”

“Do we really have to **** him to do that?” Futaba muttered.

“Better us than my sister. I don’t want to imagine how would react to this situation.” Makoto said softly.

“But…look, you guys know how I feel. The three of you…four of you are hot as hell. And tonight makes it pretty obvious all of you feel the same way. So..why? Why don’t we do it Joker’s way and just…date everybody who’s interested? That’s way kinkier anyway and…it means none of us have to get hurt.” Futaba plead.

“That’s…that isn’t that simple.” Makoto said.

“Futaba…I can barely handle Joker being in my life right now. I don’t know if I can balance half a dozen people!” Ann whispered.

“Can’t we at least try? I know this situation is completely insane but…I care about you guys more than ‘friends with benefits’ okay?” Futaba sighed.

“I know.” Makoto said. “Let’s…let’s get out of this place. We can figure the rest out later.”

“But-“ Kasumi began, but found herself suddenly interrupted.

The group collectively jumped back in surprise as a loud noise shattered the stillness, limbs flailing and naked bodies jiggling as they anxiously looked around for a source. The suddenly tense atmosphere did not abate once the noise had been identified. It was the familiar ring of Kasumi’s cell phone. Taking in a long breath Kasumi hesitatingly picked up the device and accepted the call, putting on her speaker phone and waiting expectantly with the other girls.

“Sorry to interrupt.” Mishima said snidely.

“What do you want?” Kasumi asked harshly.

“Well, personally I’d love this melodrama to continue forever. Seeing the righteous phantom thieves reduced to humiliated naked harlots has been a delight to witness! But if I’m completely honest, I am a little disappointed. I knew when I took your names that the chains of your inhibitions would be loosened, but I didn’t expect them to break so completely this soon. I think I badly miscalculated what a pack of closeted perverted sluts all of you really were. How long exactly have you all been hiding those depraved little desires from each other, I wonder? Did I just fulfill some demented little exhibitionist fantasy for you all? How long have you wanted to start this little lesbian orgy now?” Mishima asked mockingly.

“Shut up you…wait…” Makoto paused. “How do you KNOW…about that?”

“You dutifully recorded every moment of it, didn’t you?” Mishima asked.

“….you…can see that?” Kasumi asked in horror.

“Of course. I know your names. I can access the Nav now, and through that I can peek into everything on your phone. Just like I’m watching you all through the camera right now.” Mishima taunted.

There was a loud series of gasps as the girls scrambled to hide their bodies behind their hands and cower away from the phone.

“Oh, why so shy? I’ve already seen everything. All of us have.” Mishima said, his words confirmed by a loud mocking hoot of collective laughter from horde of shadows.

“When we find you…” Ann began.

“Oh, we’ll be meeting soon. That’s the other reason I was calling. I’ve been able to affect Mementos to a certain degree thus far. But I can’t delay the inevitable any longer. Believe me, I have no desire to cut your attempt to make this little harem of sex craze humiliation loving sluts official! I think it is a wonderful idea! But our time is up. You’ve been hiding too long, indulging too much in this new perversion you share. I’m looking forward to seeing you in person again.” Mishima said.

“Oh please, as if we’re going to just waltz right over to you just because you say so!” Futaba snapped.

“That is an option. If you hurry you might be able to come to us. But whether you ‘waltz’ over here yourselves or get dragged here in chains…” Mishima whispered.

A chill ran down the spine of every girl in the group. Kasumi shuddered involuntarily, unsure why she felt such sudden dread. But the other girls looked far more terrified. As well they should. They knew all too well what the slow, distant sound of dragging chains heralded. The reaper was coming...

“We’ll be seeing you soon.” Mishima finished, letting the line go dead.