Chapter 90: Virtue is Obedience [R-18]

The hard sensation of a foreign object deep inside her.

It didn’t move, nor had she truly accepted it, yet her body was reacting all on its own.

“…Hnngh…”

The red ball gag muffled her faint breaths. Saliva escaped from the corners of her mouth, tracing a path down her chin and dripping onto her chest, pooling in the valley between her breasts.

With her hands on Rio’s shoulders, Seojin was completely still. She couldn’t even look at him, her head bowed as she gasped for breath, eyes brimming with tears.

“……!”

Her body flinched instinctively at the slightest stimulation.

A strange pressure rose from deep within her stomach. Again and again… without her even realizing it, she tensed, her insides clenching tight.

And that clenching spread to her cunt.

Ah, no…

This felt entirely different from the last time he’d released her. The tighter her ass clenched, the tighter her pussy clenched with it. Her legs began to tremble, and though she was nowhere near climax, her body was burning up.

“Huuph…!”

She tried to suck in a breath, but her jaw quivered uncontrollably. A shiver ran down her spine, and though it was imperceptible, her nipples hardened, puckering tightly.

He smiled slowly, his palm cupping the nape of Seojin’s neck.

“This is why I find you so cute.”

Shame washed over Seojin, and she swallowed behind the gag. But for some reason, that very shame was spreading through her from a deeper place, feeling almost like pleasure.

Rio patted her bottom with one hand, a series of gentle, affectionate taps, before pushing her away from him.

He slowly rose from his perch on the armrest and leaned back leisurely against the plush cushions in the center of the sofa.

Seojin looked up at him.

“…Uuh.”

She wanted to throw herself into his arms right this instant. Even in this state, she wanted to climb onto his lap.

And so, with the gag still in her mouth, Seojin carefully placed her hands on her knees, steadied her breathing, and moved toward him.

But just as she lifted her body, about to climb onto his lap, Rio’s voice came down, sharp and clear.

“A dog stays on the floor until its master calls.”

“…!”

Seojin froze as if turned to stone. She held the pose, her hips still raised, and briefly lowered her head.

Even with her mouth forced wide open like this, she couldn’t utter a single word. She quietly knelt back down.

On the floor. In the place he had designated for her.

“Good girl.”

From his seat on the sofa, Rio leaned forward slightly and gently stroked Seojin’s jawline, glistening with her saliva.

His fingers traced the line beneath her chin, then cupped her cheek. Seojin began to shamefully rub her face against his palm.

“…Ngh…”

Her mouth was gagged, her cheeks flushed a deep red.

That single touch felt like praise, like comfort, like a small reassurance that she was needed by her master.

Rio smiled, his fingers brushing against the side of her ear.

“Such a pretty display.”

At those words, Seojin’s knees seemed to press deeper into the floor.

Laying her tail plug flat against the floor like a submissively drooping tail, Seojin simply leaned her cheek against his hand, letting out only the faintest of breaths.

His hand on her cheek stroked her once, twice, then fell still.

Then, Rio leaned back halfway and picked up his phone from the side table.

“……?”

Seojin blinked.

The moment his gaze left her, her body was the first to react.

“…Nnngh…”

The disappointment clouding her pretty eyes was unmistakable.

She carefully shifted her position. Propping her elbows on the sofa, she tilted her chin up as if nodding, trying to catch his eye.

But Rio just kept scrolling, his expression indifferent as he stared at the screen. Seojin couldn’t explain why that nonchalant look felt so cruel.

“Huuph… Hnngh…”

Saliva still pooled at the tip of her chin, and her cheeks were flushed hot.

Just one more touch. Seojin wished for his hand to cup her cheek again, but Rio didn’t move a single finger.

As the wait grew longer, she began to whimper.

“Ngh, ngh… Huuph… Nnngh…”

The moans, crushed inside the ball gag, came out as a series of whimpers, like a pet begging for attention.

Still, he didn’t spare her a single glance. Her lips trembling, Seojin rubbed her face against his leg.

Finally, when Rio looked up from his phone and smiled down at her, he patted his own thigh.

“Come up.”

At that one command, Seojin pushed herself up again. Before he could change his mind, she straightened her back and carefully climbed onto his lap, still on her knees.

A place she once thought was hers by right, but now, a place she was only just granted permission to occupy. Seojin’s body now remembered that even resting her body on him was something that required his consent.

It was only natural that Seojin would start grinding her aroused cunt against his pants. But even after letting her sit on him, Rio still didn’t put down his phone.

Without even tearing his eyes from the screen, he tossed out a curt, wicked command.

“If you want it inside you, get it hard yourself.”

The words were so casual. A single phrase tossed out like a joke, almost with complete indifference.

He used to get hard just by looking at me before. Her hands weren’t tied, but she hesitated, unsure of how to use them. She slid down from his thighs to his calves.

“Uu…”

Seojin worked to undo his pants and wrapped her palm around his cock.

“…Nnngh…”

A small breath echoed from behind the gag. She could feel his not-quite-hard cock growing firm in her palm. But she couldn’t take it in her mouth, couldn’t even lick it with her tongue.

After a moment of thought, Seojin let out a small breath and lifted her torso. Then, she gathered her breasts with both hands and carefully pressed his cock between their soft mounds.

“Ngh…”

Unable to do anything with her mouth, she served him only with her breasts, without the fellatio they usually enjoyed.

The more she squeezed and pushed, the hotter the space between her breasts became. As his flesh pressed against her skin, Seojin’s fingers squeezed tighter.

Rio let out a short laugh, his eyes still fixed on his phone.

“That’s right. The initiative to do something for yourself… I like that very much.”

The saliva that had been dripping down her chest moments before still glistened slickly in her cleavage.

In that wet crevice, cradled by her two hands, Rio’s cock had grown to its full size.

Even then, Rio’s gaze remained on his phone. He never once looked down, merely stroking the top of her head with an absentminded air.

“……”

Her mouth was gagged. She couldn’t ask if this was okay now. She couldn’t ask for permission.

“Euk…”

But her own desire was clear. She wanted it. Seojin sucked in a breath. Her flushed face was contorted, her shoulders heaved, and heat bloomed through her body, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

So, she slowly raised her body, back to the place she had just been.

Seojin grabbed the cock she had erected and shifted her body to align herself. The moment the tip touched her entrance, she knew instinctively.

It’s too tight.

Lowering herself down while her rear was already filled was a completely different sensation than usual.

There’s not enough room for it to go in…

And yet, her body began to part that thin space on its own, little by little, impaling herself as she descended.

“…Hht…!”

A breath burst from behind the gag. The scream that echoed from deep in her throat emerged as a muffled cry.

“Ngh… Nnngh…!”

The farther she lowered herself, the more fiercely the narrow passage resisted.

But she didn’t stop. As the hard sensation pushed deeper and deeper inside her, Seojin squeezed her eyes shut, tightened her hips, and, with trembling thighs, threaded herself onto him.

The predator beneath her stroked her head and spoke curtly.

“Is it in all the way?”

Seojin had mounted him of her own accord, driven by a silent desire. Her mouth was gagged, her rear was filled, and now her front was impaled, every one of her senses hanging on Rio’s reaction.

It was no surprise that tears began to fall, drop by drop. Her face was a complete mess. And in that moment…

Click. A short, sharp sound. The shutter of a smartphone camera.

Seojin instantly held her breath.

“……!”

Her body went rigid. Impaled deeply upon him, she couldn’t move. She covered her breasts with her hands, overcome by an unbelievable wave of shame.

She hadn’t seen the camera, had no idea how she looked on the screen, but one thing was certain: this pose, the pose of his loyal dog, was now saved in his memory.

Rio glanced down at the photo as if to check it, then turned off the screen and leisurely turned his gaze to Seojin.

“Maybe I’ll start a collection.”

Seojin couldn’t answer.

She wanted to curse him out, to beat her fists against his body, but all she could do was let out a trembling breath from behind the gag and give the tiniest of nods.

When he pulled her head forward, shifting his body just once, the sensation of being deeply filled sloshed slowly within her.

“Aah…!”

He maintained her precarious balance as she rode him, his right hand wrapping around her pale waist. He smiled, like a boy utterly captivated by the sight.

“I’ll allow it. Move as much as you want.”

His voice was more debauched than anyone’s.

“…Ngh…”

The breath she couldn’t release through her mouth escaped through her nose.

She squeezed her eyes shut, letting all the pooled tears flow free, and slowly put strength into her trembling legs.

“Nghh…!”

She pushed up, then fell back down with a soft thud.

With his member filling her front and her back passage blocked, the only space she could move was minuscule.

Truly. With his massive cock in her front and a string of beads in her back, the movement was infinitesimal, but for her, it was a tidal wave of pleasure.

Her glutes clenched, and Seojin’s back arched slightly.

“Huuph… Ngh…”

That short back-and-forth motion quickly made Seojin’s body burn.

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Translated By: Meher (RaidenTL)

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