Shinku Kurenai and the Red Book

“Okay, first off,” I began, cautiously, “call me Ken. Secondly, if you know that name, I think one of three things has happened.”

Shinku quirked and eyebrow.

I lifted a finger, “You can read my mind, and if you can, you probably have a lot of questions about what’s in there.” I lifted another finger, “You’re the one responsible for why I’m here.” I lifted a third finger, “I have just lost my mind and am witnessing a vivid hallucination.”

Shinku giggled, “Those are all pretty good guesses; it may surprise you to know that all three are technically on the right track.”

I blinked, “Explain.”

“This part is always a little awkward, so I suppose I will start from the very beginning. Do you remember that little red book with only one line in it?”

“Oh, the one I found at the café?”

“Yep, that’s me,” Shinku smiled.

Now I was even more confused. That didn’t explain anything.

“Keep in mind that what I’m about to tell you isn’t one-hundred percent accurate, but it’s the best way I can describe it in a way you’ll understand. When you read that line, I took a ‘snapshot’ of the entire map of your psyche and can now access it as I please. So, while I’m not a mind-reader in the sense you probably meant, I am capable of reading that one snapshot in that one moment. As for who has responsibility for this, that’s technically on you. You read that line in the book which meant the next time you went to sleep, you’d come here.”

“Oh, so this is a dream then?” I asked, and everything started to make sense. There was definitely a lot of dream logic going on here, very wet dream logic. I guess that was why I was on the right track about the hallucination part, what are dreams if not sleep-hallucinations?

“Yes, very much so. And while this place is technically constructed from your conscious and subconscious preferences, I was the one who assembled those pieces into the greater setting. I am also in control of this world, its inhabitants, and, for lack of a better term, the narrative flow. But before you start to worry about that, I’m on your side.”

I narrowed my eyes a little.

She chuckled, “I know you’ve played the tabletop RPG Lairs & Liches before, right?”

“Yes.”

“Think of yourself as the player and me as the gamemaster. Any good gamemaster who knows their stuff understands that the number one priority is telling a story that the players will enjoy. Except in this case, my goal is specifically to make sure you are having erotic fun.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because, as a living creature just like you, I need to eat to survive. But unlike you, my food is the lust of the dreamer who reads that red book.”

I was silent for a moment as I digested this information. If she was to be believed, she needed to eat horniness, so the way she did that was invading the dreams of people who read the book and give them wet dreams. In exchange, seemingly, the dreamer gets to have an extremely vivid erotic dream that is directed by an entity who has an invested interest in getting them off. It was quite the convenient little symbiotic relationship.

“There’s no catch?” I asked. “I’m not like, gonna end up in a coma in the real world or like, I have to sign away my soul in exchange?”

Shinku laughed, “No, of course not. If you were in a coma your life would be in danger and, well, I sort of need you to be alive to feed off your libido. You’ll wake up at a good stopping point and have gotten a full 8 hours of night’s rest—and this is true no matter how long your dream actually lasts.”

Okay, that sounded like a pretty good deal.

“And I don’t even know if souls are real, so I definitely can’t do anything with that. I recommend you just relax and enjoy the ride.”

“I think I can manage that,” I said, nodding. Satisfied with her answers to what was literally going on here, I decided to shift gears, “So, if this is like an L&L game, what’s the setting? What’s the ‘ride’ I’m supposed to be enjoying?”

She sighed but also looked kind of excited, “Yeah, I suppose I went a little over the top this time. A lot of the time I just end up going with a setting or concept that is pretty simplistic and still grounded in the world the dreamer knows. And there’s fun to be had in that simplicity, but every now and again I get someone like you who has a really vivid imagination, and my creative instincts just get flowing.”

Then she started explaining the setting to me. I could tell that she really enjoyed this part. She truly was a gamemaster at heart, because the amount of depth and thought she put into the setting, as well as the way she talked about it, reminded me a lot of how a few gamemasters I knew would talk about the worlds of their campaigns.

First of all, this world was supposed to be a pretty close proxy to the real modern world with two major differences. First of all, demons were real and a very big threat to humanity and their sense of normalcy. Secondly, to combat them, demon hunters were trained in martial arts and “onmyo magic” in secret academies all around the world. This was one such academy.

The “character” I was playing was a mysterious but legendary demon hunter who was recognized as one of the best in the world. One day, I decided to hang up my hunting coat and open a school around a sacred hot spring deep in the mountains in order to pass on my legacy to the next generation. Before doing so, I had been known only as the “Slayer”; now I was known simply as the “Sensei”.

The school was run by me, the curriculum was set by me, and I got the final say on all the students allowed to attend.

“There’s just one problem, I think,” I said.

“What’s that?” Shinku asked.

“I don’t actually know how to fight demons. How am I supposed to teach something I don’t know?”

She smiled, “Don’t sweat small details like that. Remember, this is a dream, it doesn’t need to make sense. The whole point of this is to get your rocks off, not actually fight demons; so, you don’t need to teach them anything at all. Just like today, you can let me do all the work, that’s why I put myself in this position, after all.”

“Okay and my next question is actually related to the ‘getting my rocks off’ bit.”

“Go on.”

“How is this direct setting conducive to that goal?” I asked, “I mean, the view is really nice, and it really seems like a lot of the girls at the school have the hots for me. But I get the feeling there’s more to it than that.”

“I did mention that you are a legendary hunter. Combined with the fact that you are still young, handsome, and mysterious, you have quite the female following. However, to call them fans would be underselling it a little, so I will make it perfectly clear.”

Suddenly, she leaned forward and reached for the bundle of panties on my lap. She moved them aside and reached inside my robes. I wasn’t so dense that I couldn’t figure out what she was up to and decided to let it happen. I was pretty horny by this point thanks to hours of bouncing, jiggling, and blushing cuties.

She leaned in close to me as she withdrew my penis from within its robes and began gently stroking it, “Every single girl in this entire school signed up for this academy in the hopes that you, personally, would engage with them in a flirtatious, sexual, or even predatory manner.”

My eyes widened, “What?”

“And I know what you’re thinking, ‘there has to be at least a hundred girls here, what are the odds every single one of them wants that?’ and the answer is simple…”

“It’s a dream,” I replied, “it doesn’t have to make sense.”

“You’re learning fast, good,” she replied and smiled warmly as her hand motions became even more intense.

It was really soon, but she was extremely good, or the dream was just making her good, because I was ready to pop already. However, I did my best to hold it in, wincing as if that would help.

“You don’t need to hold back. This dream is for your enjoyment and that’s all that matters. If you need to cum, then cum.”

I was still hesitant at first, but soon I gave in and just let myself go. Then Shinku took one of the pairs of panties, Yui’s, and wrapped the silky material around my shaft before continuing to pump her hand, milking me as I unloaded into the fabric of the underwear. Sperm flooded its interior and a little bit even oozed out of the top where my tip was. In the real world, this might have been all the cum that came out of me, but I could tell I was nowhere close to stopping.

Shinku leaned in and whispered in my ear, “That’s good, Ken, unload everything you have into your pupil’s panties. Those four girls are the elites of this school, each of them studied and trained hard for the honor of being taught directly by you as your personal disciples.”

She then grabbed another pair, Atsuko’s this time, and swapped it for Yui’s. My sperm began shooting into the red lace and quickly sullied it.

“That is why they gave you their panties, it is a gift from them to you, a symbol of their gratitude that you chose them personally. And though you’d be hard pressed to get them to admit it out loud, all four of them want to be your personal object of desire and pleasure.”

By the time I finished my ejaculation, both Atsuko’s and Yui’s undies were drenched in my cum. Shinku set them aside, but clearly wasn’t done with me. She continued to stroke, this time even more heartily. I almost panicked, worried about sensitivity, but there wasn’t any. I was immediately ready to go. Dreams were fucking awesome.

Shinku continued, “That’s why they are excited about ‘supplemental lessons’. These are little more than booty calls under the veneer of personalized one-on-one training sessions. They will pretend that you are teaching them important things, but what you actually do with them and the excuses you give for what you do will be accepted, and they will play along with whatever narrative you spin.”

Her hands were like pistons, pumping up and down my length rapidly and without mercy. I was squirming in place with pleasure, but she didn’t let up. When I neared my next climax, she grabbed the panties of both Chie and Tomoe, bringing them to my head as I unloaded a second round. Just the idea that I was basically using these girls’ sweaty panties as cum rags was getting a few extra squirts out of me. They were given with such grace and significance, and I was literally jizzing into them.

“And they are only four of the dozens of girls at this academy willing to be used in any way by you. As you shoot yourself into your pupil’s panties, think about all the blushing faces of the girls you saw during lunch hours. Think of all their sexy bodies and skimpy uniforms. Think of them doing anything you want to them for any reason because they love you more than anything.”

I followed her advice, closing my eyes and imagining all of those things one after the other. It definitely worked to keep my cock pumping more cum than I even thought possible.

“You could change the mission statement of this school from training these girls to fight demons to training them to be your personal fuck-toys and every single one of them would be happy to see the change. Imagine a harem one-hundredfold.”

I sighed with satisfaction as my second orgasm ended, “That does sound like fun, but I have to admit the pretense is also kinda fun,” I said, panting, “it’s like roleplaying.”

Shinku pulled away the panties and placed them in the same spot as the other two, “You can do anything you want in this world, all you need to do is say the word and I will make it happen. In the meantime, I will keep coming up with narratives and events that hopefully you will enjoy engaging with.”

“What’s my first step from here, oh great gamemaster?”

Shinku traced a complicated symbol in the air in front of her while a glowing red light at her fingertips left trails in my eyes. She then pressed two fingers against my forehead. “That is a pathfinder charm. It’s normally given to new students when they arrive at the academy to help them find their way around. It gives you a mental map of the entire school so you will never get lost here. Additionally, your specific charm will allow you to know the location of any individual you know the name of who is at the academy.”

“Handy,” I experimentally poked my forehead, not feeling anything out of the ordinary. But when I tried to imagine where Chie might be, as an experiment, I knew that she was in the eastern training grounds.

“Use that to find the pupils to give supplementary lessons to. Try to use these experiences to get a feel for the sexual preferences of each one, it’ll give you an idea of what future encounters with them will be like.”

Sounded easy enough.

“I’d recommend finding Yui first, then Chie, and finally Atsuko. Then make your way to Tomoe for the nightfall ritual.” Shinku said.

“Any particular reason for that order?”

“Oh, come now, you don’t really want me to spoil it, do you?”

I supposed that was a fair point. “And what’s this ‘nightfall ritual’?”

We both got up and made our way to the dojo’s exit as Shinku replied, “Another affirmation ritual, this time it is you who performs it. All it actually requires is that you stay the night in their room and have a little date. It’s up to them what you end up doing. The nightfall ritual is meant to be their reward for making it to elite status. This is in stark contrast to the supplemental lessons, in which you are in complete control.”

“Oh okay.” By now we had reached the double sliding doors that led to the hallway outside, which I knew thanks to my new mental map.

“I recommend we stay ‘in-character’ most of the time, even when alone. I enjoy playing Shinku Kurenai, she’s quite the femme fatale. Unless you want something changed or have a question, that is.”

“Okay, got any words of wisdom for me before I head out?”

“My biggest pieces of advice are simply to go with the flow, enjoy yourself, don’t question things too much, and cum a lot.”