308. Sex Friend (4)

…It’s completely different from back then.

It’s much harder, much more forceful, and much heavier, penetrating inside me, filling me up with a far greater volume than before.

Not a gesture of wanting to punish some annoying girl,

But a gesture of turning the woman one wants into a bitch.

Melted away by the sticky sex that made my head spin, I only came to my senses after even my mouth was defiled with semen, and then I met the Master’s eyes looking down at me.

“Hoooh…”

The Master’s gaze, as he caught his breath after having me suck his cock, letting out a sigh so deep it felt like the earth would collapse.

His gaze held a sense of ease unlike earlier, but

Put another way, earlier there wasn’t even a trace of composure.

…Were you that satisfied with dyeing me in your color, Master?

Heh heh….

You were jealous of me, weren’t you, this person.

“Nngh…, Pfuu……”

“……”

Thinking that, laughter unintentionally leaked out, and while I was grinning only with my eyes,

The Master, who had been looking down at me, took a deep breath this time, yanked his cock out from between my lips with a pop, and came out of the bedroom.

I considered just waiting while looking at his back, but wanting to wash away the lingering fishy taste in my mouth, I left the room with him and walked alone to the bathroom.

I wiped off the semen stuck to my cheeks, rinsed my mouth thoroughly, and then came back out to the living room.

“Water.”

“Ah…, Thank you.”

After drinking a cup of bottled water the Master handed me while waiting at the door, washing away even the lingering scent.

…I glanced repeatedly at his cock, still stiff enough to be frightening,

I was grabbed by the shoulders from behind by the Master and dragged back into the room.

Matching his stride, we walked to the bed, and when I realized his hard cock was touching my butt and turned around,

“…You’re… still okay…”

“I’m always like this.”

He looked at me with eyes as if he were going to devour me again, as if it were natural, burning with lust.

To him, who was horny to a frightening degree,

“……”

I gently lay down prone on the bed,

…offering my soft, tender prey once again.

Seeing the prey collapse on its own, he

Didn’t miss it, smack.

He bit into the meatiest part of my buttocks with his hand.

“…Your butt is fine.”

“That means the other parts aren’t so good, doesn’t it…”

“Can’t be helped. The girls I used to meet were like that.”

“…By that logic, that girl’s face is better than yours, Master… Nnngh…!”

…What would it hurt to honestly praise me?

I tried provoking this mean man who twists words with a false comparison, and this petty Master couldn’t stand it. He slapped my buttocks hard, then pounced on me as I lay there.

Next, he hugged my body tightly, lifted me up suddenly, forced me to stand,

Bent his much taller body down, rested his face on my shoulder, and dragged me to the full-length mirror.

“Who was it that got fucked by that man who isn’t even handsome?”

“……”

“Who was it that spread your legs on your own, spread your pussy with your hands? Who was it that squeezed their legs tight, asking me to cum inside even though I wasn’t wearing a condom?”

…While greedily caressing my body,

He shoved the dirty words I’d used dozens of times in my fantasies heavily into my ear.

“Uh…, Ah. …I’m Hwang Soo-ah.”

This kind of thing…

I actually wanted to try.

A man taller than me giving me a back hug from behind…

…rubbing his cock frantically against my butt as if wanting to ram it in right now.

Fondling my breasts like toys,

Biting my ear and saying dirty things frantically.

The Master, who was teasing me just as I fantasized, seemed to read my mind. He stepped back briefly, picked up my cellphone left on the desk, put it in my hand,

Hugged me tightly again, pointed at the mirror with his finger,

“…Tell me in more detail.”

…The routine I always did alone in front of the mirror when using a dildo,

He ordered me to try it, even in front of his eyes.

I absolutely could not refuse that order.

Really, unavoidably.

Making a face so full of shame,

…since it was my cellphone anyway.

Without any worry, ting, I pressed the record button.

“…Yon… University, class of ’17… I’m Hwang Soo-ah…. Born in ’98, my height is 168… my chest… B… no. C cup.”

The words I usually muttered only to myself while sitting on a dildo.

I began reciting clearly, so they could be captured on the phone too.

“…I had sex for the first time last month… My part-time job Master… took my virginity…”

Pretending to be scared of the Master looking at me with lewd eyes, shrinking back considerably.

I uttered the shameful words I’d thought of countless times, getting incredibly excited.

“I heard you have a close male friend. How did you become friends with him?”

“…Ah, well, that, ah, games! We met by chance while playing games…”

“What game?”

“Won… Eueut……”

Completely dominated by him greedily licking my ear,

Even the corners of my mouth were held by him, forcing a smile.

“You have a ton of cosplay clothes in your closet, did you go out wearing stuff like that?”

“No, that’s not it…”

“Then why did you buy them?”

“…Because I like getting attention. …I secretly post pictures taken while cosplaying on Twitter…”

I twisted my thighs together, capturing even the semen dripping down my skin on camera.

I deliberately moved the Master’s face, which looked like it would devour me any second, out of the frame.

“Does that male friend know you’re doing this?”

“…No.”

“…And you know you’re doing this in front of me?”

“I don’t know…, Heueut…♡”

Being touched in a spot where electricity sparked just from contact,

I captured the sight of being perfectly conquered by him on the screen, without hiding my thrill.

“Then, since you’re filming anyway, won’t you say something you want to say?”

“……”

“…Do it.”

“…Yes…♡”

What words would be good?

What should I say for…

…Will I be unable to forget this thrill for a lifetime?

“Haa…, Ah. Well… Sorry? I’m actually… unlike what you think, a huge pervert…♡”

Even if someday I get a real boyfriend,

Marry someone and start a family,

…Will I never be able to wash this away?

“…Rather than a nice girl like you, I prefer someone like the Master… tall, with a big cock…♡ Haa…”

How far must I break myself?

…For the Master to ravish me like before?

“Ahaha…, Haa, but. It can’t be helped, right…? Even if I dated you, seeing the Master makes my heart pound so much more… Eu, o…eu…♡”

The answer was already decided.

…He,

Being such a selfish and violent man,

If I just touched that one thing gently,

I knew he would do anything.

Looking at his eyes peeking out from outside the camera frame,

I could tell too easily.

“…I don’t want to get cum inside from you… not the Master…♡”

…I,

Cruelly betraying the future boyfriend I would meet someday,

I enjoyed the thrilling sense of forbidden pleasure with my whole body.

…How long can I use this?

It feels like I could use just this for at least half a year….

“Ah, wait, Master…♡”

But the Master,

As if unable to stand the sight of me being satisfied with just this,

He snatched away my cellphone, the focus completely lost from the middle onwards so it was impossible to tell what was recorded,

Held me firmly by force, my body tilting until my forehead hit the mirror.

“Ugh, ugh, eu, oho…ok…♡ Oook…♡”

Inside my pussy, where semen was already dripping down,

He began to thoroughly stain it once again with his scent.

…Someday when I date and get married,

So I can never erase it.

Engraving clearly onto my body whose woman and whose bitch I am.

“……! ……♡…, ………”

…Even my voice dried up.

Until I couldn’t even make moans anymore.

Pang, pang, pang, pang.

Probably capturing even the sight of my skin trembling on camera.

…Me,

He made me his own.

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“…Stop, stooop……♡”

He has no intention of stopping.

That’s probably what this woman wants.

Believing her pleas to stop in such a pleading voice was a fool’s act.

“Eugeuk…, Ah, Master…, S-sorry, s-sorry……♡”

“Shut up.”

“Kekek……”

I now perfectly realized what this masochistic bitch wanted.

…She wants to be defiled.

By a man who’s tall, has a big cock, a good body, and impressive women he meets.

To be obsessed over, envied, and forcibly ravished,

Raped until she’s worn out,

Pretending to be demure outside as if nothing happened,

That’s what you want, you bitch.

“Ah, fuck… this crazy bitch…”

“Keheek……♡”

There was no need to take responsibility for a woman like this.

A bitch like this would look for another thrill the moment you dated her, she was the type to meet other men.

Using her and discarding her was the best option, and

…Just enjoying each other was the second-best option.

Of course,

If she quit her part-time job, it would be troublesome, so unfortunately, the best option was not one I could choose.

“If you find one, fuck… seduce someone on your own. Got it?”

“Nehehe…♡”

“…Even if you meet other men, spread them if I tell you to.”

“Yes… et……♥”

Therefore, choosing the second-best option was unavoidable.

…It’s not because this crazy bitch turns me on.

It’s not because this bitch says only infuriating things.

It’s just that,

A masochistic bitch like this shouldn’t be let loose on society.

…Like I was just joking, she’s a fucking bitch who would really deceive someone with another guy.

There was no one to clean that up except a piece of trash like me.

So it’s really unavoidable, but…

I have to take her.

…Anyway,

She’ll probably be satisfied even if I just fuck her sometimes.

“Ah, wait, Master…♡”

But the Master,

As if unable to stand the sight of me being satisfied with just this,

He snatched away my cellphone, the focus completely lost from the middle onwards so it was impossible to tell what was recorded,

Held me firmly by force, my body tilting until my forehead hit the mirror.

“Ugh, ugh, eu, oho…ok…♡ Oook…♡”

Inside my pussy, where semen was already dripping down,

He began to thoroughly stain it once again with his scent.

…Someday when I date and get married,

So I can never erase it.

Engraving clearly onto my body whose woman and whose bitch I am.

“……! ……♡…, ………”

…Even my voice dried up.

Until I couldn’t even make moans anymore.

Pang, pang, pang, pang.

Probably capturing even the sight of my skin trembling on camera.

…Me,

He made me his own.