The nipple that she—Mistress-nim—had pinched hard with her toes was inflamed red. It stung, but the pain wasn’t as intense as I’d expected.

    Slowly, I raised my hand and caressed both of my breasts.

    She was incredibly beautiful. Her fine platinum blonde hair, her dark, bluish pupils that seemed to hold the universe, and her pure white skin, as if she had just stepped out of the snow.

    Such a woman was now being defiled by a strange man.

    Her crimson tint had smudged down to her cheeks, and there were marks around her eyes, whether from tears or sweat, I couldn’t tell.

    Daewook chewed on Mistress-nim’s earlobe. He blew air into her ear canal, ticklingly, whispering so I could hear.

    He told Mistress-nim that he loved her. Of course, she didn’t react. Having already gloriously climaxed once, she wouldn’t reignite with just any stimulus.

    He whispered again. “I won’t fuss over conditions. I’ll love only you. For my entire life.”

    At that, Mistress-nim’s brows twitched slightly. She clearly wanted to refuse, but she didn’t voice it. She merely accepted Daewook’s touch, squeezing her eyes shut.

    He no longer waited for Mistress-nim and wrapped his arms around her waist. Mistress-nim, half-turned, rested one leg on his thigh.

    Now, the two were fully facing each other, their genitals pressed together.

    —I could hear it clearly. Mistress-nim’s escalating breaths, and the sound of his member sliding over her smooth body.

    It was strange. For some reason, I thought Mistress-nim, who was facing him, was even more beautiful. Now I couldn’t even see her face.

    At Daewook’s words to move herself, Mistress-nim pressed herself tightly against him, pushing her entire body upward. Vaginal fluid streamed abundantly from between her parted buttocks.

    “Huuuh—, hogot——.”

    At some point, she let out a moan and stopped moving.

    Obscene and rich juices mingled, and their bodies overlapped again, causing friction. Was it my imagination, or did I see smoke rising from where their bodies met?

    Something about the sensation in my nipples felt different than before. I didn’t know why. Only that an indescribable pleasure welled up as I masturbated my nipples while watching her broken state.

    “…A long-tempo sex that feels like it will melt me. You don’t dislike it, do you?”

    Squishing sounds came from between the two of them. Foamy water spilled onto the floor beneath the chair, soaking it.

    She had definitely… come. Yet, her movements didn’t cease; they grew even more intense. She wrapped her arms around his neck, craving him, and desperately shouted for him to stop teasing her.

    Sweat drops, fallen from Mistress-nim’s taut erector spinae, seeped into her tightly clenched anus.

    Imagining her expression as I pleased, I pinched my nipples. The Queen-nim’s face, slowly crumbling before the alpha male’s cock.

    Despite making a female-like face, she laughed as if to say I could never reach her—and then turned her head back towards him.

    “Uh-hm… Ahhh…♡”

    Unable to hold it in, I let out a vulgar moan. I was ashamed to make such a female-like sound in front of Mistress-nim.

    But she wasn’t paying any attention to me. Daewook forcibly pulled her away from him. He, too, seemed to have held back until he was breathless.

    He chuckled when Mistress-nim asked why he stopped, and told her to stop pretending now.

    “Your acting was great, Chaerin-ah. But honestly… it just felt like getting a handjob from a high-class prostitute. Still, I wanted to love you, so I asked you so many times. But… each time, you avoided my gaze.”

    “…………What are you trying to say—”

    “I must have forgotten for a moment. That this is Spade. Keep rejecting me like that… all day long.”

    “W-wait—Don’t put it in, don’t put it in, please, just no insertion—!!! Ugh— Hohohohok!!!!”

    Again, she was defiled. Stained with the color of a dominant male.

    “This is all acting anyway, isn’t it? The Queen-nim’s consideration to make her slave, who’s masturbating like a woman behind her, feel good. Right…?”

    “At least wear a condom—Ughhh… My pussy is so sensitive—♡♡”

    “Considering you gave your virginity to Director Nam, you’re quite usable. Every fold of your vaginal wall feels so vivid. Just thinking about those VIP bastards who’ve had their fun with your body makes me furious.”

    “Hmph, oh, okay—S-shut up… I’m not that kind of woman—Huuugh—.”

    “Even when you’re penetrated this deeply… Ugh…! So incredibly tight. I think I’m about to cum—.”

    “No…! Don’t cum! Not today—Please, cum outside—Kuooht—goht, hageut, eung, hoht, hoht, hiik—heuek—cock—Nooo—I hate it, don’t get me pregnant—♡”

    Gurgling… squelching, squelching…

    Daewook’s shaft visibly swelled. Did she feel the same thing I did? Deep inside her body, which had stopped for a moment, unwanted seed flooded.

    The moment I saw Mistress-nim’s body convulse as it was filled, ejaculate shot out onto the skirt she had put on me. There had been countless emotional shifts leading to my nipple climax—but all vanished, save for one.

    The memory of climaxing like a female, with sensitive nipples, while watching Mistress-nim’s netorare sex in front of me. This was all that remained.

    He stood her up, still trembling, and said that from now on, they would just follow the rules.

    Mistress-nim stumbled over to my side and knelt down. Like a slave tamed over a long time, she expressed her gratitude to Daewook in a dogeza pose.

    “Thank you for using this humble body of Joo Chaerin, your sex slave…♡ Please mark my body with your Master-nim’s cum anytime…♡♡”

    After that, she put one leg on the table, spread her pussy, and received all the cum that had leaked out with both hands.

    Mistress-nim took the ejaculate into her mouth without a moment’s hesitation. She mumbled and chewed on it, savoring it until the scent fully permeated her mouth.

    There was no longer any trace of the disgusted expression she’d worn when she first faced Daewook’s cock.

    After swallowing the cum she had held, Mistress-nim approached me.

    “How was it…? How did it feel for your Mistress-nim to receive another man’s seed…? It felt unspeakably good, didn’t it…? You’re a netorare masochist, after all…♡”

    Naturally, she ran her hand over my barely-erect cock. Then she put her hand between my bra and caressed my nipples.

    “Men can get hard nipples too, huh…. With my underwear on, you feel like a woman in both body and mind, don’t you? …….That suits you. Keep masturbating until you’re pathetically swollen. To the point where you can’t even walk around without a bra….”

    Mistress-nim’s mouth still bore Daewook’s lingering scent. But even so, I couldn’t refuse her kiss.

    Rather, I wanted to purify her. I wanted to wash Mistress-nim clean of that dirty cum—.

    An acrid, fishy smell filled the air. Without either of us initiating, we intertwined our tongues.

    A masculinity incomparable to my own, the scent of a male, permeated through Mistress-nim’s tongue.

    She said that from now on, the only kisses I could give would be to clean her mouth.

    As Mistress-nim finished speaking and was about to kiss me again, Daewook suddenly pulled her back from behind. Without any further flattery, he directly inserted his already enlarged cock.

    “Oh—Ohh—So sudden… We were in the middle of a kiss—Huuungggghhhhhh—♡♡”

    Even the lips she had uniquely permitted—even that kiss—Daewook heartlessly snatched away. As if exposing her depravity for all to see, he once again instilled in me that this woman was merely property.

    A gurgling sound echoed from inside her. Mistress-nim loudly expelling vaginal gas several times, lewdly releasing her juices.

    “Tell me, Joo Chaerin. What are you?”

    “Eung-oh—!? I-I-I am Master-nim’s convenient sex maid—♡♡♡!!”

    “Tell me every single guy you’ve given yourself to at Spade. And everything about the sex you had with them—.”

    “That—I can’t say that… Uh-heeek—♡♡!! Unghak—I-I’ll do it! I’ll tell you!! …F-five people!”

    —My heart hammered wildly. I felt a little dizzy.

    Daewook forcibly turned her to face me. Mistress-nim hastily avoided my gaze and spoke.

    “Mghh…. The first man was a businessman… H-he deliberately made his wife and me have lesbian sex, then we had a threesome…♡ At the end, while kissing his wife… we shared all the cum from the condom…♡”

    Impossible. I thought there was no way, but my heart rate only increased. Sex I didn’t know about, again and again—.

    “The second was… a popular idol… he recognized me. Despite his kind impression, he liked extremely sadistic sex, so it was hard to adjust… Hwaht…! A little gentler—♡ B-but he didn’t go too far. He even offered sponsorship, but I refused….”

    Suddenly, Mistress-nim let out a loud moan, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly. Whether her words were true or just a story made up to satisfy Daewook, I couldn’t tell.

    But her story flowed into me so naturally, staining a corner of my mind. I imagined Mistress-nim being violently defiled, as if it were the most natural thing.

    —At some point, I could no longer feel my heartbeat.

    The third and fourth were said to be two physical education students. The two had already enslaved a woman, filmed videos, and earned considerable profit from paid sponsorships.

    Mistress-nim only said she had appeared in their videos a few times…

    She said it was nothing special. Just a few casual outdoor exposures with another slave—on the condition that her face and name would not be revealed….

    —But.

    But… hearing that story, I was gripped by unease. For some reason, the “slave” Mistress-nim mentioned didn’t feel like a complete stranger.

    “Chaerin-ah, answer me. That person—. Who is that slave you said you filmed with…?”

    Unconsciously, I raised my head and faced her, who wore an obscene expression. She merely narrowed her eyes and smiled. That was all.

    “………The fifth is a senior from our school…♡ A senior I knew well from our club… I never expected to be caught here. I had no choice but to agree to work at his ‘pet shop’ that Spade operates…♡”

    Club senior…? No way——.

    “Are you really curious, Doyuna? But it seems you already know the answer…?”

    She—no, they—were drifting further away from me.

    I had merely stayed still. Without climbing up or down the stairs, I had only remained in one place.

    “Oh, ohh, gohoh, I-I’ve done wrong—Master-niiim, forgive—ughh♡ So full♡ Ohhh—I’m getting used to it!♡♡”

    Mistress-nim cried out, climaxing from the beastly mating sex. Her genuine juices splattered into my mouth.

    Daewook pinned her neck down with one arm and shouted. He hadn’t known that the woman he’d loved so dearly would be so utterly broken.

    That he was the only one who truly desired genuine love.

    With those words, Daewook shoved his fully erect cock even deeper. Even if she resisted, while being choked, she could barely withstand his weight.

    “Ughhhhhh… Eh, geh, heh-geh, oh, uhh—.”

    “Then just become my sex slave, Joo Chaerin. Live your whole life just to serve my sexual needs—!”

    “…Stop, stop, I’m going to die—Master-niiim—Please, heooh, hhk♡ Gokok♡ Suffocate♡ Suffocating♡ Ahh♡♡ Keu-heuk—!!!”

    Just before losing consciousness, an overwhelming pleasure violently churned her brain. The sound of flesh slamming and thudding ceased, and her two legs, which had been flailing in the air, crossed and gripped his waist tightly.

    His seed flowed into her vaginal canal, which had contracted to its limit. As soon as he released the pressure on her neck, Mistress-nim screamed in a hoarse voice.

    He immediately covered Mistress-nim’s mouth. Each time her vaginal canal relaxed, her juices sprayed around me like a water gun.

    “…Ugh!! Ughhh—♡♡ Let go—I’m coming again—.”

    Her struggles were more violent than ever. The desk she was lying on clattered ceaselessly.

    Mistress-nim’s pupils dilated as she violently twisted her head, and her hands went limp. Meanwhile, the injected milky fluid filled her insides.

    Hiss… trickling….

    Splat—!!

    Each time Mistress-nim received him, she climaxed with a vacant expression. Daewook pounded her cervix as he pleased, completely staining her with his own color.

    How much time had passed like that? When Daewook got up to pull out his cock, the thick bodily fluids clinging between their flesh parted with a squelch…

    Slowly, his cock withdrew from her still-contracted pussy. I had thought his member was of average size, but looking again, he too was well-endowed.

    To the point where my own cock, which had gone limp and was dripping thinned cum, looked infinitely pathetic.

    Her vaginal wall, slightly protruding from her vulva, gripped his glans and wouldn’t let go. Daewook pressed down on her lower abdomen, confirming the cum sloshing abundantly inside her belly.

    Finally, when the seal popped… and broke, Mistress-nim convulsed violently, spraying her juices once more.

    To me, who was lost in overwhelming helplessness, Mistress-nim’s voice reached me.

    “…You want to put it in, don’t you? Into a pussy another man has fully filled.”

    It was a luxury a mere slave could never dare to enjoy, so I hesitated, looking up at her. At that, she pressed her pussy, from which sticky cum was stretching…, directly over my mouth.

    “You didn’t actually believe that, did you? Hurry up and lick it clean, you idiot. Unless you want to see me get pregnant.”

    Her back seemed to have given out, as she couldn’t straighten her posture easily. With my face completely pressed in, I had to listen to their conversation.

    “…Did you enjoy yourself enough, Kim Daewook? You look quite tired.”

    “Don’t joke. No matter how much of a premature ejaculator I am, how could I be worse than a woman who’s been through the wringer at Spade?”

    “Bullshit…. You must have grown tired of me anyway. Just get out.”

    “I know you’re cornered. Whatever you’re thinking…. See you again, Joo Chaerin.”

    Saying that, Daewook put on his clothes without another word and left. Was he trying to keep the memories as just memories? He had been so consumed by possessiveness, yet he could leave without any regrets.

    “That vile bastard. He’s definitely going to tell Unnie that I’m at the pet shop. Well—it doesn’t matter. It’ll sort itself out on the way.”

    Why did her words sound so ominous? Was it because I had barely been freed, yet nothing had truly been resolved?

    —Or. Perhaps.

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