087. Surrender (4)

He pulls on my leash.

Me, pinned against the wall,

he pulls me into his embrace.

“….”

Those deep eyes.

That sharp breath.

Feeling them.

“Mm….”

Making a voice I couldn’t quite describe.

Lightly.

Our lips meet.

“Chuu…, ha. …Heup…”

A little heavier.

Our tongues mingle, his smelling surprisingly fresh.

“Phha…. Hu. Haa…”

“…Someone’s coming.”

“Eut…”

As he tries to move closer.

Sensing someone passing by the dark alley.

“Scared?”

“….”

“Scared they’ll see this?”

“…Yeah.”

After the shadow disappears,

I playfully pout at him, who’s gently shaking my leash.

“…Then follow me. I’ll let you off for a bit.”

Following Kang Joo-hyuk’s back, who indulges my pout uncharacteristically.

I walk slowly.

There’s no leash, but.

I feel like something’s holding me.

“Shall we go to the convenience store? I’m a little hungry.”

Under the streetlights, not dark like before.

Instead of the underwear line that should be clearly visible,

my nipples stand out prominently.

Pretending to put his hands around my slim waist,

his hand firmly grips my butt.

“…Mm.”

Sticking close to him like that,

leaning my body against him.

Slowly.

Thump-thump.

We walk down the bright night street.

…Someday,

I’ll probably be walking around wearing that leash.

If he wants me to.

“Welco…me.”

The familiar face of the part-timer greets us again.

With an unwelcoming expression.

As if thinking, ‘You guys again?’

Slightly frowning.

“Please ring this up.”

“…Okay.”

…Just like always.

Glancing over my body.

That man scans the barcode of the items he placed on the counter.

With an envious look.

“Bag…”

“I don’t need one.”

To him, acting like he’ll use it right away.

Filled with inferiority.

He throws an unpleasant gaze my way.

…Ha.

So this is how it feels.

Being treated like a slut.

I’m not

that kind of easy person, though.

…Besides Kang Joo-hyuk,

from now on, either.

“…Do you need this?”

“Why?”

“…You don’t use it anyway.”

“….”

Without even looking at those lewd and annoying eyes,

I turn my head towards him and point at the condoms.

…You’re just playing around anyway.

So I’ll play along.

“Still, buy it. You never know when you might need it.”

“…Okay.”

Acting sulky towards him.

But pretending not to be angry.

Leaning a little closer.

I put the purchased items into his pocket.

Without moving my gaze forward the whole time.

…Trying to hide my bright red ears and cheeks somehow.

We exit the convenience store.

And I bury myself in his arms again.

“Why are you so embarrassed? How old are you?”

“…I don’t know.”

He strokes me as I pout like a child again.

Slowly stroking the hair I’d grown unnecessarily long.

…Likewise,

my useless butt too.

Pat, pat.

“Is it because this isn’t here?”

“….”

Without deliberately looking at the dangling ring of the leash again,

quietly.

I pull away slightly and stay still.

I look up.

“Definitely… wearing it suits you better.”

To him, looking down at me,

without saying anything.

“….”

With the bright convenience store behind us on the dark street,

as he casually lifts my cardigan.

without saying anything.

“…Do you know why I bought this?”

“….”

“Doing it on the street would be a nuisance. …Right?”

He takes out the condom I put in his pocket,

and opens the package right there.

…I nod.

Now,

whatever happens,

I can’t say anything.

“Follow me. …It’s too bright here.”

I follow him, his arm around my shoulder,

walking side by side.

With the bright convenience store behind us.

Feeling his blunt fingertips sneakily burrowing under my clothes.

“…This place is good. No people.”

So quiet it’s deserted.

Dragged to a park so unkempt the grass grows wild.

He roughly takes off my cardigan, lays it on the worn-out bench.

And sits me on it.

“It’s fine. …No one will see your face anyway.”

“….”

Then, blocking me with his large body,

he casually pulls down the shoulder strap visible over the cardigan he just took off.

letting my beloved breasts taste the outside air.

…I’m not even wearing underwear.

Ready to be tasted at any moment.

“…You know, the thing you always do.”

Pulling on my leash.

Pressing my head down firmly.

He leisurely enjoys my bouncing breasts with his eyes under the night sky.

Until I myself

lower his zipper.

“….”

Swollen and full.

Until I pull off his pants.

“…Put it on first. It’ll taste bad, don’t use your mouth.”

Then he takes out a thin item from the box,

opens the package, and hands me the slippery rubber sheath.

…That,

I diligently hold with my still clumsy hands.

And put it on his hot, throbbing cock.

This is,

I don’t even remember how long it’s been.

“…Are you okay?”

As I cradle his cock,

It feels like rubbing my fingers on a wet forearm.

A bit stiff and

uncomfortably sticky, brushing against my breasts.

“….”

Then he, without a word,

slightly parts his lips and points to his tongue.

As if asking, ‘Don’t I need to tell you?’

Naturally.

“…Bwe…”

I, also naturally,

gather saliva as he instructed and let it drip, drip.

Even though my cleavage smells unpleasantly of mint and rubber mixed together.

I don’t pay it any mind.

…Just as he wants.

“…Now?”

“….”

As I stroke his now slightly smoother cock,

I look up at him.

Though I couldn’t see clearly with only the faint moonlight for light,

he was definitely smiling.

…Just like he always showed,

that expression full of pleasure.

“Huu…”

Blowing air through the thin condom wrapper.

Cuddling his twitching cock as the spit increases.

Following the leash he pulls.

Thickly.

When I was young, I often thought I wanted to cut them off,

and now, they were my last remaining pride,

these large, beautiful breasts,

I serve him wholeheartedly.

…After all,

besides you, there’s no one else now.

to use them.

“…It’ll be a disaster if someone comes.”

“…Don’t say that, you idiot.”

…The cold night air I tried so hard to forget,

reminded constantly by my wicked Master.

A little mischievously.

Pressing down hard on his cock.

“…Aren’t you taking pictures today?”

“I’d have to turn on the flash. …Well, if you want, we can do it like this?”

“…Turn it off.”

As soon as I say it.

Apologizing to him for shining the bright light on my chest.

“…This won’t work.”

“…What?”

“The position is uncomfortable. …Get up.”

Is he not satisfied even with such devoted service?

Pulled along by the leash he yanks hard.

“…Put on a new one.”

He takes off the condom, now covered in saliva and smelling faintly of toothpaste,

and puts on a new one that smells unpleasantly of rubber.

“Lift.”

“….”

…Without taking off my clothes.

My dress, which covers my calves,

I struggle to lift it.

“…Haa…”

On his knees, crushing the cardigan I was sitting on earlier.

Sitting facing each other.

“…You don’t need to let me go.”

“….”

…Slowly.

Since earlier,

pressing our wet skin together.

“Ngh…, ha. Eup…”

His cock, which I haven’t felt for days,

I accept by biting my forearm.

…Otherwise,

I felt like an echo would ring out in this quiet park.

“…Lower your head. Someone might walk by, right?”

“…Yeah.”

Burying my face in his collarbone.

Startled by the occasional sound of a twig even in the silence.

“Eut, ngh…, haa. A little. Gently…”

“…You move, then.”

Unusually gentle.

Accepting even his leisurely movements with a thrill.

“Huu, huu…. Ha. Eut…! Eup, eugh…”

His cock thrusting into my vaginal walls, not roughly,

even accepting it shallowly is hard to endure.

Using his shoulder as a gag.

“Hide your face well. …It’ll be visible from the front anyway.”

“…Eung…!”

No matter how much I hide,

no matter how much I conceal.

…My bare skin that cannot be hidden,

and my pussy, tightly gripping his cock,

revealed in the not-so-faint moonlight.

“Eut, euk, euk, eugh…. Ha. Haak. Haa…”

Slap. Slap.

As if not afraid.

As if not ashamed.

As if boasting to anyone nearby.

Clinging to him as he slaps my butt.

“…Are you turned on because we’re fucking outside?”

“…No, ahh…, Aang…!”

Whispering lewd words into my ear,

My heart pounds painfully against him as he presses down on my waist and thrusts deep inside.

“Haak, haak…, Hey, Kang, Joo-hyuk…”

“It’s okay, there’s no one around. No one’s watching. Even if they were, it wouldn’t be a big problem. …Probably.”

And then, held by him stroking my hair.

Thrust, thrust.

Not rough,

but skillful thrusts.

Into that deep, hard cock.

I’m devoured.

In a place others might see.

Inside the dark park.

“Ngh, eugh…, Euk, eut…, Euugh…!”

Even my breaths.

Even my moans.

I can’t let them out freely.

“…Huu. Hu…euugh! Ng, eu. He…ek…”

Even kisses.

Even hugs.

I can’t do them comfortably.

“…Cold? Why are you shaking like that?”

“N-no. Not cold…”

“Then are you hot?”

“Yeah…, Yeah. Hot…, So hot…”

He eventually rolls up my leash and holds it in his hand,

burying my head in his chest.

fully enjoying his cock.

“You shouldn’t be hot. …Right?”

“Ah, haak…. Ha, eut…”

Finally, pulling my hair back,

hard.

He,

staring intently at my foolish face illuminated by the moonlight, said.

“…Sorry. Someone’s coming over there.”

“Ah, eh…? Eht, ah, hey, Joo-hyuk, ah, ahh… Haang……♡”

With a sly expression.

He slyly tickles my exposed pussy with his finger.

Slap, slap.

Slapping my trembling butt.

With the hand now free from the leash,

he points behind me.

Loud enough for someone unseen,

…He plays with me again.

“Haa, hey, no. I’m crazy… I think, wait a miiinute…♡”

My pounding heart,

making it race until the end.

So that the sheathed cock,

clings tightly to my vaginal walls without regret.

…That unpleasant pleasure I felt yesterday,

I can’t even remember it.

My head.

My brain.

Into a fool,

into a puppy who can only think of you.

Instead of the night air,

I tremble uncontrollably in his breath.

…Because of the bulging condom.

Making me suddenly think it’s a shame.