Adult-FanFiction.org : Anime

Reynalle's punishment	By : hulemorphe Category: +G to L > Highschool DxD Views: 35188 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Highschool DxD. I make no money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Reynalle's punishment
- 1
This story presents an alternate version of some major events from the first half of the first season of the anime series. Basically, it explores what might have happened to Reynalle if Rias had been a bit more sadistic and all the characters had been a lot more licentious.

Warning: This fanfic is a spoiler for the entire first half of the first season of the anime series (and for the first volume of the light novel). In addition, if you haven’t already seen the show, some of the events in this story will be largely incomprehensible.

Part 1: Issei’s POV

My first date was with a girl named Amano Yuuma. She just came up to me one day and begged me to go out with her. I had never seen her before, but as a desperate teenage virgin loser, I wasn’t about to say no.

I wouldn’t have said no even if I hadn’t been a desperate virgin teenage loser. She was beautiful, with her silky black hair and shapely body. She looked so cute as she stood in front of me, blushing and looking at me with wide, innocent eyes.

I stammered out a yes, and soon we had set a date for the weekend.

At last the date arrived. We spent the morning visiting shops around town. In one of the shops, I bought her a pink elastic armband. When noon arrived, we stopped for lunch at a small restaurant.

As Yuuma ate her chocolate parfait, my eyes were drawn to her large breasts. She saw where I was looking and blushed. At first I was terribly embarrassed, but then I noticed a small smile between her red cheeks.

We left the restaurant and walked to a park on the edge of town. It was about mid-afternoon when we stopped by a fountain in the middle of the park.

“Hey, Ise-kun,” Yuuma suddenly whispered, gripping my arm and resting her head against my shoulder. “Would you…?” Her voice trailed off.

I looked at her blushing face.

A kiss? I thought. Is she about to ask me for a kiss?!

She reached around my waist, pulling herself against me. I could feel her breasts pressing against my arm.

She whispered in my ear, “Would you … have sex with me?”

My mind reeled.

Sex … on my very first date? Was that even legal?

What is this? I thought. An ecchi anime? Some risqué light novel?

But it wasn’t. It was reality. A cute girl with big breasts was asking me to have sex with her!

I gasped as her hand thrust into my pants.

“Yu—Yuuma-chan?” I managed to croak out.

Her hand lazily fondled my penis and balls. As I swelled and lengthened, she wrapped her hand around me and stroked up and down.

“How about it, Ise-kun? There’s no one around to see us. Please, Ise-kun?”

I said yes, by the way.

Part 2: Issei’s POV

Tears streamed from my eyes as I emerged from the church’s basement, cradling Asia in my arms. As I laid her down on a pew, her eyes fluttered open.

“Ise … kun …”

“Asia, hang on! You’re going to be okay!”

“It’s useless,” Reynalle said from behind me. “Possessors die if their Sacred Gear is taken from them.”

The fallen angel met my hateful glare and smirked.

“Then give the Sacred Gear back!”

Reynalle laughed. “You think I’d give it back? This Sacred Gear will make me honored among the fallen angels. Even the great Azazel-sama and Shemhaza-sama will love me!”

I gritted my teeth. “You’re nothing like the Yuuma-chan I remember.”

She laughed even louder when she heard that.

“It was fun, you know, that time I dated you. I just loved watching your pathetic reactions. If it hadn’t been for them, I would have been bored out of my mind. And the most boring part of all was the sex.”

She looked at me out of the corner of her eye and smiled cruelly.

“That’s right. All those orgasms were totally fake. You’re pathetic! How big is your dick? Two inches? You were so worried, saying things like, ‘Are you okay?’ and ‘Am I being too rough?’” She laughed. “You were worried about being too rough when I couldn’t even feel you inside me!”

I quivered with anger. “If you just wanted to kill me, why did you bother to ask me out? And why did you bother to have sex with me?”

Reynalle smirked. “Like I said, it was fun manipulating your feelings. I wanted to make you fall in love with me so I could see that look of betrayal on your face when I killed you.”

“Damn you!”

DRAGON BOOSTER!

Activating my Sacred Gear, I threw myself at Reynalle. She leapt into the air, easily evading my punch.

“Fool! You can’t defeat me with your pathetic Sacred Gear. It fits you, though. Tiny power to go with your tiny dick!”

“Uuunngghh!” I grunted, swinging at her again.

“What was that? Is that the sound you make when you jerk your little dick off by yourself?”

She leapt over my head, landing behind me. Before I could turn around, she grabbed me around the waist, grinding her hips lewdly against me. I swung my fist at her, but she leapt away.

“Too slow!” she said. “Funny how you’re so much quicker when it comes to cumming!”

Reynalle held up her arm. A Spear of Light formed in her fist.

“Well, it was fun, little boy. See you in hell.”

Unimaginable rage burned inside me. I felt it fill my body to the brim. The jewel in my Sacred Gear flared up, shining brightly. Without even thinking about what I was doing, I struck the spear away as it flew toward me.

“Impossible!” Reynalle gasped. “How could you deflect my Spear of Light?”

I stepped toward her, my body wreathed in strange green flame. She began to back away.

“This power,” she said, “it’s … it’s … No, get away!”

She hurled two spears at me at once. I batted them away like foam balls.

“No!” she screamed.

Reynalle turned and ran. Her black wings extended from her shoulders as she prepared to fly.

“You aren’t going anywhere, bitch!” I shouted, grabbing Reynalle by the arm.

Reynalle flapped her wings, struggling against my grip. “I am the supreme … the supreme …”

“Die, you filthy angel!” I shouted, punching her with my glowing fist.

Reynalle hurtled into the church’s stone wall. When the dust settled, I saw a huge hole in the wall. Peering past the rubble, I could see Reynalle lying on the ground outside. She wasn’t moving.

As I turned back to Asia, who still lay motionless on the pew, my legs gave out beneath me. Suddenly I felt an arm grip me around the shoulders, holding me up. I turned my head and saw Kiba smiling at me.

“You’re late, Prince Charming.”

“The President told me not to interfere,” he replied. “She believed you could defeat Reynalle on your own.”

“The President?”

I hadn’t even known that Rias was there. But when I glanced toward the doors of the church, I saw her walking toward me.

“So you won,” she said with a smile. “Just as I expected from my servant.”

Koneko also appeared, dragging Reynalle by a wing. She entered the church and tossed Reynalle face-down on the floor like the piece of trash she was.

Reynalle trembled as Rias approached her.

“You’re the daughter of the Gremory clan, aren’t you?”

“That’s right,” Rias said with a cold smile. “My name is Rias Gremory. I’m pleased to meet you, though it won’t be for long. Oh, by the way…”

Rias held out her fist and opened it. A handful of black feathers floated down through the air.

“… I killed that other angel you’d set out to stand guard. What was her name? Kalawarner, I think.”

Reynalle stared, wide-eyed, as the feathers drifted past her face.

“Kalawarner … no …”

Rias cocked her head to the side.

“You cared about her, didn’t you? Was she a friend? Or maybe a lover?”

Gritting her teeth, Reynalle squeezed her eyes shut and lowered her face before the pile of feathers.

“I didn’t know fallen angels could feel such emotions,” said Rias. “But I’m glad you can, because it gives me another way of hurting you. You tried to kill my precious servant, and that I cannot forgive.”

Rias leaned forward. “I made Kalawarner beg for her life before I killed her. Maybe I should make you do the same?”

I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sympathy for Reynalle as grief and hate and fear battled for dominance on her face. In the end, fear won out.

Suddenly she was no longer an elegant fallen angel. A familiar high school girl knelt on the floor, dressed in sandals and a short blue skirt and a frilly white blouse. She turned to me with wide, pleading eyes.

“Ise-kun! Please help me!”

Yuuma-chan?

“I said a lot of mean things, but I had no choice! It was my duty as a fallen angel.”

“Yuuma … chan?” I said out loud.

“Look, Ise-kun!” Yuuma said, holding up her left forearm. She was wearing the armband I had bought for her during our date. “You remember this, right? You bought it for me.”

“W—why do you still have that?” I asked, stepping forward involuntarily.

“I just couldn’t bring myself to throw it away…” Yuuma said. A faint, hopeful smile began to form on her face as I approached. “…because I … I love you, Ise-kun!”

My limbs were quivering as I stood over her. She almost had me, and she knew it. It was completely insane, but I was about to beg Rias to spare the fallen angel.

That was when Reynalle made her fatal mistake.

She blushed and looked away slightly. “Also, I really liked having sex with you. Your big thing made me cum so hard…”

My face hardened. I turned away from her.

“Go ahead, President,” I said.

Rias’s footsteps echoed through the church as she approached the fallen angel.

“No!” Reynalle cried, staring up at Rias. “Please, no! Spare me!”

Reynalle looked around the room, at the faces of the devils standing over her. She saw no pity in their eyes.

“Oh my,” Akeno said, “seeing such a cute girl plead for her life makes me hot.”

That seemed to give Rias an idea.

“You know,” she said, looking down at Reynalle, “maybe we shouldn’t kill her after all. I have a better idea.”

Part 3: Rias’s POV

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon a few weeks after we had defeated Reynalle. Using my magic, I had extracted Asia’s Sacred Gear from Reynalle while leaving her alive, then resurrected the nun as a devil. Now, in the Occult Research Club room, Reynalle and I were putting on a little show for Issei.

“Mmmmmmmnnnnnn!” Reynalle whimpered as my middle finger moved in and out of her pussy.

Her fingers stopped rubbing me through my panties. Gritting her teeth, she struggled against the arousal building inside her.

“Look at you,” I said out loud. “You’re getting finger-fucked by the person who killed your lover, and you’re soaking wet. Does it really feel that good?”

I looked over at Issei, who sat on the bed with his erection in his hand. I knew my dirty words were turning him on. Smiling, I turned back to Reynalle and began sucking on her pussy.

“Aaaaaannnnnhhhhhh!” Reynalle cried out, wide-eyed, as her hips bucked against her will.

“What, are you about to cum already?” I taunted her. “If you cum first, you’ll be punished. You know that.”

Fighting to hold it in, Reynalle went back to rubbing me through my panties. She could hardly concentrate, though, as I attacked her again with my fingers, lightly stroking her pussy lips and playing with her clit.

“You’d better work harder,” I said. “Judging from your body’s reactions, you don’t have much time left.”

“No … please … I … Aaaannnhhh!”

Reynalle couldn’t go on. Her hand stopped moving on my groin. She just lay on top of me, her knees on either side of my head, quivering as she struggled to hold back her orgasm.

I looked over at Issei. “Well, Ise-kun, what do you think? Should I finish her?”

Feverishly stroking his shaft, Issei could only nod.

I leaned my head forward and sucked Reynalle’s clit into my mouth. Reynalle screamed, coating my face with her juices. Then she collapsed onto me, panting, her breasts squashed against my hips.

“Oh dear,” I said, “looks like you need some punishment.”

Part 4: Issei’s POV

Rias looked over at me. “I’ve got a special treat for you today, Ise.”

Reynalle turned her eyes toward me. Despite all she had suffered at Rias’s hands, she reserved her most burning hatred for me, the boy who had defeated and ruined her.

“Go ahead, little boy,” she snarled, resigned to her fate. “I don’t care. It’s not like I’ll feel it. That red-haired slut’s finger filled me better than your pathetic penis!”

“Don’t be ridiculous. My beloved servant wouldn’t soil himself with your filthy pussy.”

Rias held up a syringe filled with a purplish liquid.

“Ise, we’re going to reenact a scene from your favorite hentai,” she said, “Dark Knight Ingrid.”

How does she know I like Dark Knight Ingrid? For a moment I was mortified, before realizing how ridiculous that was in a situation like this.

Wait, does that mean Rias-sempai watches hentai? I pictured Rias sitting cross-legged on her bed, stripped down to her panties. She’s watching a hentai on a laptop in front of her. One of her hands is groping her breast, while the other is inside her panties. When she reaches especially sexy scenes, she moans and frigs herself extra hard.

A sudden movement drew my attention back to the scene in front of me. Rias had pulled Reynalle to her feet. She felt for a vein and then jabbed the syringe into Reynalle’s neck.

“What are you doing, you bitch?” Reynalle hissed. “What are you injecting into— Aaah!”

Reynalle’s eyes went wide, and her whole body began to quiver. A line of drool leaked from the corner of her mouth. I could see her nipples harden as she struggled to keep her feet. After about a minute, one of her hands moved up to cup a breast while the other inched toward her groin.

“Y—you … bitch!” Reynalle moaned between gasps. “What … have you … Aaannnnnnngghh!”

Reynalle tossed her head and cried out as her fingers reached her slit.

Grinning, Rias moved in front of Reynalle and grabbed her breasts.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh!”

Reynalle cried out as the President fondled her breasts, her face contorting impossibly. After a few seconds, Rias let go. Reynalle fell to her knees, a pool of liquid forming beneath her.

I almost shot my load then and there. Watching Rias bring Reynalle to the brink and then finish her off with her clit had been so fucking hot. Now Rias had made the fallen angel cum just by touching her breasts.

“Your whole body is as sensitive as a clit now,” Rias said, imitating the villain from Ingrid. “Isn’t that nice?”

The fallen angel looked up at Rias, her face filled with a mixture of shame and impotent hate.

“Bitch,” Reynalle muttered. “Fucking bitch.”

“If your breasts are like a clit, then I wonder what your clit is like,” Rias said, reaching between Reynalle’s thighs.

“No, stop!” Reynalle pleaded, but to no avail. She screamed as Rias’s finger touched her clit, convulsing violently.

“Come on, slut!” Rias taunted. “Cum on the hand that killed your lover!”

Completely spent, Reynalle collapsed forward onto the floor. Rias turned to Akeno, who had been watching silently from the shadows at the far end of the club room.

“Sorry to make you wait so long, Akeno. It’s your turn now.”

Reynalle lifted her terrified face from the floor.

“Please, no,” she whimpered. “Not Akeno. Please!”

Rias walked to the bed and sat on my lap, impaling herself on my erection. She let out a little groan, grinding her hips against me. I reached up and fondled her breasts. She whimpered as my fingers tweaked her sensitive nipples.

Meanwhile, Akeno had reached Reynalle. Reaching down to her panty-covered slit, she masturbated over the weeping angel.

“Ready for some fun, Reynalle-chan?”

THE END
- 1
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Reynalle's punishment