episode_0109

*Warning! This chapter may contain disturbing elements. Gay (effeminate boy).*

It was natural for a beta slave to cross-dress to excite his Master more. She said.

“Master doesn’t like anything excessive. You must be modest, maintain your natural colors, and at the same time become feminine.”

“The day I re-entered this hotel with you, Master personally proposed to me. He asked me to become his sexual assistant.”

Jiyeon, the Mistress, smiled sensually and began selecting a perfume from the display.

“At first, I refused. I had no intention of giving myself to another man without your permission. …But as I conversed with him, I seemed to feel a strange joy. A thrill beyond words…”

From the Mistress, I felt an aura similar to Joo Chaebin. It felt as if she could now easily trample me to the ground.

“When he said I only needed to watch from his office, I accepted the proposal. Instead of you, Doyun… I chose to become his woman. Ah…♡”

The perfume the Mistress sprayed was intense enough to stimulate the deepest parts of the olfactory senses. Yet, I felt no repulsion.

She put a new wig on me. It was straight, dark brown hair that reached my chest, similar to her hairstyle.

“Surely you’re not angry…? Because I betrayed you on a whim? No, right, Doyuna? Pffft…”

My face, touched by the Mistress’s hands, gradually transformed, becoming more feminine.

She removed my coarse chastity belt and put peculiar underwear on me. It was lace underwear made of soft fabric, designed to be worn over the penis like a thimble.

It was made like a thong and didn’t cover my buttocks at all.

“You already gave me permission several times and even begged me. You said you wanted to see me embraced by other men. But… other men just didn’t catch my eye…”

The Mistress began talking about her work. Every day, new couples visited Master’s office.

Among them, the men had already been trained by the women into true masochists, so they eagerly hoped their girlfriends would become Master’s women.

When sex began, Master changed. He pressed the woman onto the desk and thrust his savagely erect large penis into her. No matter how much she begged him to stop, it was useless.

Master only pulled out his penis after ejaculating three times consecutively inside the woman’s vagina, at which point his erection subsided. By then, the woman would already be unconscious, oozing foamy semen from her pussy.

“Every day, I watched Master’s unrefined brutality right beside him. It was a dizzying experience that made my head tingle. Then at some point… I asked him. I begged him to let me become Master’s sexual assistant.”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I listened to the Mistress’s words. But her gaze was not on my face, but on my crotch. The Mistress kicked my erect penis disdainfully, calling it pathetic.

Was it fortunate…? Master had supposedly refused. The reason was that she still lacked experience.

“But the men who come with them… they have no power to protect their girlfriends, and they just twitch and grasp their small dicks while watching the women get used… It was cute to watch. Your face kept coming to mind… So once, I took a man who was on the verge of tears to the next room.”

The Mistress took the man to the secretary’s office next to the Master’s office to comfort him. But the moment she saw his penis, all such thoughts vanished.

“You idiotic masochistic bastard, you don’t even deserve to watch Master’s sex. After I told him that, he started treating me like a Queen. While only listening to his girlfriend’s moans, every time she orgasmed, I also forcibly made the man ejaculate. Like this—”

The Mistress stomped hard on the ground with the heel of her shoe. Just imagining being crushed under her heel made my vision go white for a moment.

“You’re beautiful, Doyuna. Until now, Master hasn’t paid much attention to the men in the couples… but this time, he said he’d pay attention to you too. Aren’t you happy?”

“Yes… Thank you, Mistress-nim.”

She told me to smile, then took my picture. Afterward, she casually uploaded my picture to her SNS.

After that, we very simply exited the Spade Floor and arrived on the ground level. A car was prepared for the Mistress, but she said she would take the subway.

Saying that it would be better to feel the gazes of others.

The Mistress was wearing a see-through shirt and a suit skirt so short that the folds of her thighs were visible. Lace stockings that came up from below her skirt naturally drew gazes deep within.

She said that outfit was her basic work attire as a secretary.

Meanwhile, I wore a string dress that contrasted with her aura. Since I was only wearing underwear beneath the dress, my steps naturally became cautious.

Because there were quite a few people on the subway, we couldn’t find proper seats and decided to stand in a corner.

The Mistress looked at her phone screen, seemingly unconcerned by the blatant stares she was receiving. She showed me the reactions to my photo that she had uploaded recently.

“Who is this? Your younger sibling? Cute.”

“Give us more pictures! I want to bite her cheeks so badly~~~”

“What’s her Ingsta handle? Can I follow her?”

As more people boarded the subway, the space grew narrower. Several men standing in front of us pretended to look at their phone screens while staring at the Mistress’s body.

Their bodies were quite muscular and puffed up, suggesting they were trainers. They exchanged glances, then cleared their throats as if to strike up a conversation.

It was then.

Due to the subway suddenly stopping, the Mistress stumbled into one of the trainers’ arms. The Mistress gently grasped his arm and then repositioned herself.

As she swept back her disheveled hair, she briefly glanced at me with narrowed eyes. My gaze, my breath, and my reaction. The Mistress smiled as if she had read it all.

“But… are you a trainer?”

“Huh? Hahaha, yes, that’s right. We work out a bit. We even have pictures…”

“Ah… are you suggesting we exchange Ingsta handles now? It looks like you already get a lot of DMs…”

“Oh, well… it’s not like that. How embarrassing… Shall we exchange?”

“…Doyuna, what do you think? Should I give them my account?”

She whispered the question to me, who was standing beside her. Only then did the trainers look at me. She breathed into my ear again and asked again—if she could tell them… without my permission—.

The Mistress noticed my erection with remarkable ease.

“Not Ingsta… try turning on Airdrop…♡”

The Mistress, her face slightly flushed, pressed her phone against the trainer’s phone. Soon, a photo was sent to him with an animation.

It was a picture of her pure white naked body, with only her face mosaic blurred.

Before getting off the subway, the Mistress approached the trainer.

“I’m sorry, but… we already have a Master…♡ Please be satisfied with this photo…”

Even after leaving the station, my heart was still pounding. The fact that she had casually given out a photo of herself naked…

“It always happens. At school, on the streets… even when you were with me. Doyuna, do you want me to be easily picked up by other men? No, right?”

“Of course… not. Really…”

She led me into a large building in front of the station. After a short wait, an elevator arrived automatically, and we took it to the top floor.

On the top floor were a conference room, a secretary’s office, and the CEO’s office. She knocked on the door of the CEO’s office, then spoke politely.

“Master… I have brought Doyun.”

There was no answer from inside for a moment. Would I really offer her up? Jiyeon, my most beloved girlfriend and Mistress, to Namgeon…

Would it become irreversible like this—.

“…Come in.”

After a long silence, the answer came. The Mistress opened the door and let me enter first. What greeted me as I walked in with a pounding heart was not Namgeon, but a woman’s body.

She was oozing fluid of pleasure, having received Namgeon’s penis to the point of fainting, her linguistic functions even lost.

—She was Lee Hyeyeon, Jiyeon’s mother.

She, who had no longer been seen on the Spade Floor, was now gasping for breath here. Her neck was red with handprints, and her softly drooping breasts were covered in hickeys and smeared with semen.

“Why…”

Seeing Aunt Hyeyeon, who smelled of stale semen, I simply collapsed. This shouldn’t happen, this isn’t right…, as I thought this, the Mistress approached me from behind—.

“Huu…♥ Surprised, Doyuna? My mother… she’s a really huge pervert. It took some time to tame her with Master. At first, she resisted fiercely…”

“Mistres— Jiyeon, but Auntie for you—”

Splat—!

“Damn it—! Aren’t you using the proper honorifics? Who told you to call me intimately on your own accord? Get down in front of her and lick every inch of her body. Now.”

I quickly prostrated myself and put my tongue on Aunt Hyeyeon’s thigh. On her skin, yellow stains were clearly dried. I licked and sucked those stains a little at a time with my tongue.

The Mistress nudged me with her foot as she spoke with Namgeon.

“You were educating my mother. Thank you, Master…♡”

“It just finished, so clean it up well. And Baek Jiyeon, come to me. Lift your skirt and put one leg on the desk.”

“Ah… right away, like this♡ I will prepare…”

There was no explanation for this situation. The Mistress spread her legs wide and was penetrated by Namgeon right in front of me.

Every time the large penis thrust deep inside, the Mistress’s eyes lost focus, wandering aimlessly.

Wet squelches, wet squelches, wet squelches, then a deep wet plop— wet slaps, wet slaps, wet slaps—.

“Thank you so much♡♡ Thank you for using my pathetic pussy, you masochistic whore’s vaginaaa♡”

Every time her lower belly was pushed up, the Mistress shouted her thanks loudly. Already, a puddle was profusely forming on the floor beneath her.

I sucked on Aunt Hyeyeon’s stiffly erect nipples. From Auntie, soft moans of “Ahhh…” escaped. Auntie quietly apologized to me.

“I’m sorry, Doyuna… But you’re beautiful. Is that makeup your daughter did for you?”

“Yes… the Mistress herself…”

“Doyuna… Can you clean out my defiled vagina?”

She opened her vaginal opening, which was gurgling with semen, her voice trembling. I approached her and put my tongue inside, and Auntie trembled at the waist, pulling up my hair.

“Now… I’m my daughter’s slave. I tried so hard to stop it… To Jiyeon, I was nothing more than a dirty whore. A woman who left home, consumed by cuckolding… You think of me like that too, don’t you?”

“Sluuurp…. Auntie, I would never…”

Then I looked at Jiyeon. She was screaming for him to go deeper, spewing lustful fluid. Her appearance was the complete opposite of when she had sex with me.

…Aunt Hyeyeon must have been the same.

…As a beta male like me, I could never win against…

“Awake, Madam? Come and help your daughter during sex. Shouldn’t you help her get adjusted as a mother?”

Namgeon’s polite and courteous tone was nowhere to be found. As soon as Aunt Hyeyeon heard him, she pushed me away. Her full breasts, from which milk was flowing, jiggled as she crawled under Namgeon’s penis.

“Oh… ohhh…♥♥ Master, please give your seeds to me too…”

“Have you finished wiping everything?”

“I’m done! Doyun… the small-dicked cross-dressing slave has cleaned everything up♥!”

“You two. After sex, we will proceed with your training. Camera angles, filming methods, cleaning, how to serve your Master… teach them all thoroughly.”

“Yes, Master…! I, Baek Jiyeon, will personally train him! Ooooh—♡♡”

“Do you still remember the taste of that guy’s dick, Baek Jiyeon?”

“No, I don’t♡ How could I possibly remember a pathetic small dick like that♡ I only know the smell of Master’s anus and balls, and the smell of his enormous penis—!!!”

At that moment, the Mistress’s face contorted severely. An unbelievable amount of semen was injected directly into her uterus.

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhh—!!!! Master’s semen is coming—♡♡ Concentrated semen is pouring into my uterus—!!!”

Screaming, she became like a doll with broken joints.

She received the seeds, her reactions gone. Aunt Hyeyeon consumed the semen gushing out of her vagina.

“What a waste…♥ My daughter… no, Master Jiyeon… you worked hard… Your mother-slave will massage you…”

I could do nothing. In front of Namgeon, nothing mattered. I shed tears watching Jiyeon, who was completely gone.

Then Namgeon approached me.

With his monstrously huge penis exposed.

An indescribably stale smell permeated the air.

He laughed, looking at me trembling. His unerect penis was several times larger than my erect penis inside the chastity belt.

He grabbed my wig, unable to resist out of fear, and brought his penis close to my cheek.

“Doyun-student… no, what should I call you now? Doyun will be fine, right? …Will you be able to receive the training from them and me in the future?”

“Uh… ahh… Y-y-yes, I can…”

“Really? Hmm… And Doyun, your moth—… No, let’s stop here for now. You have value. As a woman.”

He lifted his veiny large penis and held it against my nose and lips.

“And I quite like such trained bitches.”

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