Isekaied Into An Eroge, Time To Have Fun! Chapter 82: Physical Combat (3)

For a long few minutes we were going through the sa motions over and over again, attempting to perfect this set of three attacks as much as possible while ironing out the various kinks that inevitably reared their heads when doing so.

Overextending or not putting enough power into them resulted in a stern reprimand as our Professor tried to mold us into better warriors with these strict basics, showing us how to swing the sword in order to give us the tools to learn how to fight.

Cutting from the right down to the left quickly only to stop the blade from reaching behind was already hard enough, but then having to chain in a downward swing that didn’t go lower than my hips into the finishing left shoulder stab was just...

It was a hard rhythm to set myself into normally, let alone when I was teetering on being a horny ss that was ready to drop to my knees at the first instance of this Orc warrior offering to let slobber all over her aty cock.

I still managed to get into that rhythm though, and even with Professor Bo’Katari coming over to personally show how to improve my form - by grabbing my waist, moving around the ’right’ way while also grinding against my ass without an ounce of sha - I still was able to get it down.

Each step of this chain of attacks was definitely targeting a certain group of muscles more than the others, and it was burning rather nicely as we kept going until we were drenched in sweat... at least those of us that weren’t prolific warriors, such as .

Though... even Lu’Shaki beside was glistening with sweat, just not as much as I was... and she wasn’t panting like a dog in the sumr heat ’chilling’ inside of a car... or contemplating dropping to the ground just to have a few monts of respite.

Our Professor seed to understand that we needed these miniature breaks since she just barked for us to stop and left it at that, giving us so ti to recuperate and giving both of my current friends that gave an amazing set of benefits the freedom to co over to .

"So you’re trying to have so fun with the Professor now too? You are quite the minx, aren’t you~?"

The sowhat bemused tone Kha’Miero took made blush, though I doubt anyone would be able to tell since I was probably just red from the exertion... which didn’t stop Kha’Miero from patting my back as she added "Not that I mind since we’re just having so fun." before dropping her hand down to cop a feel of my ass.

anwhile Lu’Shaki rolled out her muscles and draped an arm around my shoulders as she asked "So you have a thing for anyone that’s not Human, huh?", the slight smirk on her lips making shiver as I was reminded that there was a very high chance I was going to be experiencing sothing for the first ti maybe after class but definitely during the lunch break.

Trying to not succumb to their wandering hands was difficult, though answering her question was sort of a mistake since it forced to acknowledge that I was definitely swinging harder for all of the non Humans in this world... with a few exceptions.

"I um... I might... maybe..."

They just shared a glance above before looking over towards the Professor, who was wandering around offering words of advice to any of the students that she deed in need of it, which also happened to include .

Coming around and staring at us all for a brief second, Professor Bo’Katari smirked before saying "You need to get accustod to handling the hilt with both hands, Natalie. It offers more power and control, though more specifically it keeps it from sliding out of your hands. Otherwise... you seem to be able to handle it quite well for a beginner."

That left with a heat that didn’t want to go away as she winked at before nodding at the other two, who were just as amused as she was; despite being our Professor she was making a very clear pass at , and she was doing so even with two futanari being on either side of .

Walking away like she hadn’t just done that, Professor Bo’Katari had feeling a few different things as I watched her go, and none of them were bad... which was what made sowhat anxious about the rest of the year in her class.

"Alright, that’s a good enough break! Ti to move on to the dummies so you get accustod to the feeling of actually hitting sothing. We’ll do reps of twenty to start, following the chain you just practiced.

Rember, these dummies are enchanted and tailored towards your race, so for the most part they should be quite sturdy. Don’t hold back, but don’t try and impress by attempting to destroy them... that’s a waste of resources and sheer stupidity on your part.

I want to see control, plain and simple. Control your blade, control your body, control the attacks. Keep it in rhythm, keep each attack within similar terms of power, and keep yourself ready. Go find a dummy and start whenever you please."

Gesturing for us to turn around, the Orc walked us over to the plethora of training dummies and watched as we all picked one to resu our training, helping cleanse my mind a little with raw exertion.

Diagonal slash, vertical slash, stab; it wasn’t complex nor was it difficult, so getting into that rhythm was easier now that I knew what to work for, but that was imdiately contrasted by the difficulty of controlling my attacks.

Specifically how to react to the sword striking the dummy, because now I had to work through each strike and bring myself to the next attack in the chain, which was so much harder than before; I wasn’t just flourishing my blade through the air anymore, so going from one to the next was a challenge.

I definitely enjoyed it more though, so I was willing to withstand these challenges and persevere through the pain that ca from landing an attack the wrong way; hitting the dummy too hard with the first diagonal cut really hurt my wrists, and one of the tis I stabbed sothing in the dummy that was really hard, sending a bunch of jolts up my arms...

It hurt but at the sa ti I was able to feel the need for improvent physically now, learning where I could and couldn’t apply a large amount of force or knowing what I should try to avoid whenever I was attacking.

Going through twenty of these against an actual target was draining, but when it was over I was feeling far more fulfilled than I had anticipated... even if my arms felt a lot like noodles while my back muscles were burning fiercely.

I was growing tired with every single set of attacks I had to go through, but at the sa ti these were far more rewarding then almost everything else I had done, further making question if I was just discovering that I was a gym nut...

If I was I was actually rather happy with it since it ant trying to grind away all of the ’weakness’ in myself would be easier if I actually found enjoynt in these things, as well as knowing that I was able to confidently begin a regin to keep myself in the shape I wanted.

After I did my twenty I was just resting for a minute before Professor Bo’Katari told us to do another twenty reps, wanting to further hone us in these three specific attacks; during that ti I got the stab to be in quite a decent form, while the vertical downswing was giving a little bit of trouble.

I don’t know exactly what it was but every single ti I did it I tended to either overextend myself or just put myself into a position where the followup stab that the Professor wanted was just sloppy at the beginning... which was why I had managed to get it into a good form.

That - of course - ant that by the ti our Professor ca over to watch she decided to help get the form right, sliding up behind and showing how I should do it... and even reminding that she was definitely~ willing to let practice on her ’sword’ if I wanted to...

Feeling her erection against my ass as she hugged from behind and rubbed herself up and down, side to side was just... rather motivating in an odd way, since I wanted to improve to make her happy while also knowing that the better I got, the more pointers she would want to give.