episode_0107

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I got scolded.

Because I couldn’t even follow the simplest order—to wait quietly in the room.

Because I completely ignored Master’s command, as if I wanted to be punished like this.

And so, of course,

I ended up getting thoroughly wrecked by Master, who was absolutely furious.

“Hng… Hh….”

…Seriously, I thought I was going to break.

Thud,

thud,

thunk….

To think he shoved that massive thing all the way inside me—

even when there was no more space left, he forced it in, crushing my womb like he was making room, pounding into me over and over—

Were you trying to kill me or something?

If I hadn’t spent nearly a decade training my mind to endure the image of being raped all night by an arm-thick cock, I might’ve died from shock right then and there.

Like, for example…

…that girl right in front of me, Sua-chan?

“…I’ll just pull your hair a little, okay?”

“…Nngh….”

Just a moment ago, he was slamming into me like I was nothing but a fleshlight, without a single word of warning—

but with Sua-chan, he asks so gently before making her suck him off.

Far from feeling bitter about that, I just collapsed face-first onto the sofa, my dripping hole puffing out streams of slick arousal.

…Even after being treated like a glorified onahole rather than a girlfriend, my body still ached for more, sticky and shameless.

And yet, at the same time, I felt euphoric, like a stray dog overjoyed at being abandoned.

“……Ngh… Hhk… …….”

Squelch, glurk.

Right beside me, the sound of Sua-chan gulping something down echoes repeatedly from deep in her throat.

Each time, the thick cock twitches like a pump, subtly swelling and shrinking,

while Seojin tugs her head deeper, as if urging her to swallow more.

And with every gulp, I see Sua-chan’s cheeks puff out before she messily swallows.

Even now, she wrinkles her brows like the taste of cum disgusts her—

yet her tail wags happily behind her.

Watching her throat bob again and again as she drinks him down, I slump limply onto the sofa.

Honestly, by my standards, it’s still a little disappointing…

But I guess it barely scrapes by.

I thought if I thoroughly trained this virgin into a twisted bitch who only lives for cock before offering her to Master, he’d be pleased—

but there’s something kinda hot about her innocent act too, right?

From Master’s perspective, there’s fun in teaching her step by step.

…Anyway,

I’ve already shown Sua-chan—who once claimed to want a “sex partner who doesn’t have sex”—

just how good it feels to get railed like this.

Today’s events will be seared into her memory, tormenting her day after day.

So for now, I’ll stop here…

“……?”

…Huh?

Wait.

Hey, Seojin.

Why are you suddenly dragging me by the wrist—

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Honestly, I think my place is pretty clean.

Not because I’m naturally tidy—

but because a cleaning service comes by every week.

They put away all the liquor bottles scattered around,

wipe up the alcohol spills I accidentally leave everywhere,

and even run the vacuum cleaner for me (which I’ve barely used five times myself).

So normally, it’s pretty spotless…

…Except.

“…….”

At the threshold of the bedroom.

Seojin pauses there for a moment, glancing back at me before exhaling a quiet sigh.

Seeing the doorway drenched in slick, he must’ve realized I was kneeling here earlier, pressing my ear to the door and fingering myself while listening to the sounds outside.

That sigh practically screams as much.

…What’s it to you?

This is your fault for making such lewd noises in the living room. Bleh.

What, I can’t masturbate while listening to you teach her how to suck dick?

An innocent girl who knows nothing about this stuff,

saying she wants to be a “sex partner”—

you expect me not to get off to that?

If you’re mad I used my fingers instead of your cock, then punish me on the bed again.

Heh heh…

Oh, but—is “kkopda” even the right Korean word for this?

…Eh, whatever.

Who cares.

Dunno.

Seojin turns away and takes a big step forward, avoiding the mess on the floor.

But since he’s pulling me by the wrist, I end up stepping right into the half-dried slick.

Somehow, it feels like my pride’s being trampled—and I love it.

If Seojin shoved a phone in my face with a red REC on the screen and made me declare myself a toilet with my own mouth, I’d probably feel like this.

Honestly, if he’s planning to make me do that, I’d rather he do it now…

If I pretend to be drunk—

not a bratty cat who disobeys to get punished,

but an affectionate puppy—

and say all those things now,

won’t it be even hotter when he fucks me later, acting like I’ve forgotten everything?

This damn bitch—

when you’re drunk, all you know is cock,

but when you’re sober, you act all disgusted…

…”Wanna get drunk together and fuck like animals until you sober up?”

Something like that.

“Lie down. Get on the bed.”

“…Last time, I was on my stomach, so this time I’ll lie on my back?”

“That’s part of it. …And it’s easier for her to see. If you’re on your stomach, you’ll just bury your face in the pillow and moan, right?”

“Her… Oh.”

After smearing the slick from my feet all over the bedroom floor,

I glance back to see Sua-chan stepping cautiously, looking utterly lost.

Here I was, stomping around with dirty thoughts—

while this innocent virgin probably just thinks, “What’s all this?”

…Even as a fellow girl, it’s so hot.

Haa…

“Well, there’s still at least a liter of cum left… …so we’ll have to go at least a few dozen more times. Sex.”

“Keep it reasonable. She might actually believe you.”

“…Why? It’s not exactly a lie.”

His cock, still stiff and throbbing.

His balls, still swollen and seething.

Eyeing them, I crawl onto the bed and pull a pillow close.

If my hair gets trapped under me, it’ll be annoying, so I gather it in one hand before flopping down.

And then—

“Hey, Sua-chan.”

“…Huh? Y-yeah?”

“Here. Wanna come sit by me?”

From far away—

after following us on her own, she’d been hiding behind us, fidgeting nervously—

but the moment I call her, her ears perk up in surprise.

I beckon her to the bed.

“I-I didn’t come here to have sex or anything…”

“I know. I know. But watching from up close is better than from far away, right?”

“I’m not here to watch…! I-I just…! Creampies are dangerous, so I thought I’d stay nearby and… swallow it when you’re about to…”

“Then being close is even better. If you’re far away… he might just pump it all inside me, you know?”

“…….”

Too easy. So easy.

The moment I give her a flimsy excuse, she hesitates—then crawls onto the bed.

Well, after watching us go at it like that, of course she’s curious.

Plus, all the manga I recommended to her were carefully selected for their themes of women getting utterly dominated…

…and now she just saw her friend get railed against the sofa, dripping and screaming in pleasure?

I guarantee she’ll spend all night masturbating to this once she gets home.

Just like when I first learned to touch myself—

she’ll definitely search for words like “rape” on some shady site.

Heh heh…

Good luck finding anything that isn’t censored, though.

“Guess I’ll use this pillow. Normally, I hug it when I sleep, but…”

“…Y-you don’t have to worry about me…”

“But I want to. In fact, I’d love to bring you the bidet from the bathroom too.”

“I-I don’t need that…!”

They say strong denial is strong affirmation.

When I was learning Korean, I thought that was a weird expression—but right now, it fits perfectly.

Even as Sua protests, her body stays obediently on the bed.

…Like she wants to see me and Seojin fuck.

Good. Good.

If that’s the case, then I, who longs for Master’s affection, have no choice but to play along.

Smirking at Sua,

I slide my index and middle fingers—

between my thighs, still folded from crawling onto the bed—

…and part my slick-drenched slit, blinking playfully at the cock that wrecked my womb just moments ago.

“…Go ahead. Fuck me, sensei.”

“…….”

“…….”

Back when he was just a cute wannabe villain, I called him “hey.”

After he left the villain party with a “live well,” it was “Seojin.”

Once he started blackmailing me with photos, it became “you bastard.”

And now—sensei.

Pulling out a term often used in my favorite genre of manga,

I grin up at Seojin as his shadow falls over me.

He asked why I’m suddenly using honorifics but didn’t press further—guess he likes it.

Well, when a girl whispers “sensei” to a man,

it’s like he’s brought a student to bed.

…What kind of “student” she is—

well, that’s up to the man’s imagination.

Ah, but of course, I can only think of the word “academy student.”

Terms like “high school student” are still too advanced for my Korean studies.

“…If you’ve got the energy to spout nonsense, spread your legs properly.”

“Why? If I keep them folded like this, will it be too tight for you to get in?”

“Y-you…”

“I don’t care. It’s not like it won’t go in. …I just figured it’d be harder for you to take it like this.”

“…I don’t mind either. I like positions that push me to my limit. …Like the ekiben pose, or mating press.”

“Eki…? M-mating…?”

The honorifics feel awkward after always using casual speech—

but thanks to all my mental training, they flow out effortlessly.

And right at the edge of that delicate distance—

“Hah…”

—Seojin exhales, then flips my legs to one side.

“…….”

Looming over me,

he pins my wrists to the bed like he’s restraining me,

his collarbone tensing.

“Mmph… Hahh….”

…My tongue must reek of alcohol—

but his does too as he slowly tangles it with mine.

“…Hah… You’re terrible at kissing… Want me to teach you? You can’t just shove your tongue in like you do with your cock—”

“…….”

“Hhk…!”

Without warning, he rams his cock—

still glistening with Sua-chan’s spit—

into my tight, dripping hole.

Sua-chan lies beside us,

probably thinking we don’t notice—

rubbing her thighs together as she watches.

But Seojin doesn’t care.

…I tried to distract myself from the suffocating shame by rambling,

but now I’m just clutching the sheets,

trembling,

“Hah… Hah…”

—whimpering like a bitch in heat.

Throb—

Master’s monstrous cock

pierces my small body,

crushing my womb.

…Seriously—

he’s going to break me

at this rate.