episode_0237

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It was obvious at a glance.

This wasn’t a normal choker.

To be honest,

it was closer to a dog collar.

“H-Hurry up.”

“Before that, I’m curious about something.”

“…Curious?”

“Yeah. What’s this thing you just gave me?”

“…It’s, uh… exactly what it looks like.”

“…?”

Instead of answering directly, Han Sua hesitantly avoided my question and glanced down at my thigh—

more precisely, at the small choker resting on it.

The way it fastened resembled a belt more than a choker.

Most chokers are designed to fit snugly around the neck, with a ring attached to the strap at the right length.

But this one looked like a rugged belt, secured by a stiff metal buckle between the holes.

No matter how nicely I tried to phrase it, the only accurate description was “dog collar.”

…And to make it worse—

“Dog collar?”

“…?”

Especially with the long leash-like strap attached to the back.

Especially with the pleasant sensation when I tugged on it lightly, testing it.

Yeah.

Definitely.

“I-It’s a choker! A choker!”

“How is this a choker?!”

“It’s too small to be a dog collar…!”

“Did you buy this from some adult shop? Or order it online?”

“…”

“Hey, have you ever seen a girl walking around outside wearing something like this?”

“I-I have…!”

“What?”

“…Well, technically, it wasn’t a girl. It was a female… puppy, but…”

“…?”

“Anyway, here. This’ll be more comfortable, right? …For putting it on.”

Just how far would she go with these ridiculous lines?

With that thought, I watched as Han Sua, sitting obediently at the edge of the bed, leaned forward slightly.

She gathered her hair into a ponytail with her own hands to make it easier to fasten the choker.

Even that slight movement made her heavy breasts sway once.

I thought she was doing it on purpose, but when she shyly turned her face away, my gaze lingered on her expression.

…Since you were the one who brought up that cute story at the cinema, I was planning to humor your tastes today.

But seeing you secretly prepare a ‘theatrical prop’ like this makes me wonder if I can even keep that promise.

Maybe once.

Twice at most.

After playing along with Sua’s whims for that long,

I’ll probably end up fucking her my way again.

…Actually, I might forget my promise before even that.

“…Hurry up and put it on. You came to my house to see the lion, right…?”

“…Tilt your head down more.”

I pulled the surprisingly soft leather out from the cold, clip-shaped buckle.

It must’ve been made for humans, given the quality of the leather.

Setting aside my admiration, I fastened the jingling choker around Sua’s neck, having fully unfastened it.

I gently gripped her slender neck with my hand,

then draped the cold leather over that line.

Perfect.

No—just enough space to barely fit a pinky finger.

I pulled the leather through the buckle,

then locked it in place.

“…”

Her skin was soft.

I worried I might accidentally hurt her.

If I fastened the choker too tight, wouldn’t it feel suffocating?

I expected any normal person to start thinking that way, but—

“…Teacher.”

“You said it was a lion. Do lions bark like that?”

“…Then should I growl for you instead?”

“Never mind, it was a joke. …More importantly, why?”

“……”

“Sua?”

“N-No, forget it. …It’s nothing.”

…The pitch-black, barbaric-looking dog collar

suited Han Sua’s fierce expression surprisingly well.

Repeating that thought in my head a few times, I used my hand to brush away a stray strand of her hair caught in the choker.

“…Oh, right. Before that—I should’ve taken my clothes off first.”

“You can take them off like this, can’t you?”

“Yeah. Just wait a sec… …Ah.”

“…?”

“Teacher. Um…”

“…What now?”

“Would a lion… be able to take this off by itself?”

“…It could tear it off with its claws?”

“T-That’s not what I— Ah…!”

A few hours ago, I had picked out an ivory-colored spring jacket for her, calling it pretty.

Now, I pulled it off and tossed it to the side of the bed.

The plain white T-shirt she wore underneath met the same fate.

Like instructing a child, I told her to raise her arms, then got up briefly from the bed to face her and pulled the T-shirt off myself.

…Ah, of course.

There’s fun to be had even while she’s still wearing the shirt,

so before fully removing it,

“…Ngh, ………. …Hn…”

I watched the shadows distort over her chest,

the sides of her breasts,

the loose fabric stretching taut.

…And I watched as Han Sua’s steady breathing faltered.

I took my time,

freely groping those sensitive, ample breasts.

“Okay, you can lower your arms now.”

“Y-Yeah…”

Her neck. It definitely looked like it had been rubbed by the choker.

But it was a new shirt, so it should be fine.

Even if it got damaged, she could just wear it at home.

Brushing it off, I tossed the T-shirt aside like the jacket and touched her underwear.

Her skin, untouched by sunlight, was pure white under my fingertips.

Color and texture don’t always match,

but I could only describe the sensation as “soft.”

Enjoying that feeling, I slid the shoulder straps down,

then naturally

switched places with her, pushing her onto the bed.

…Just like that.

Thud.

If I pulled the front hooks left and right,

the bra would naturally open.

The soft breasts that drew the gazes of men on the street,

the same ones that captivated the boys in our academy class—

just like in their fantasies,

I could squeeze them however I wanted.

-Click

“…She left. The housekeeper.”

“…?”

Han Sua also heard the front door close and nodded slowly.

Personally, I didn’t care whether she left or pretended not to notice in another room, but for Sua, who usually had to see her face 24/7, the embarrassment must’ve been different.

…She probably wouldn’t stop at just tiptoeing and whispering in my ear this time.

Smiling in amusement, I unzipped the firmly fastened side of Sua’s skirt.

Pulled it off.

Then removed the next thing my fingers touched.

All that remained

was Han Sua, wearing nothing but the pitch-black dog collar.

“Kgh…!”

I grabbed the leash lying haphazardly nearby and tugged lightly, making her let out a cute, choked sound as she squirmed.

Then, she sat up in the spot I had just been sitting in and stared intently at my face.

Given her tastes, I had considered making her cosplay characters from manga, anime, or niche games,

but I never planned to have her wear an outright dog collar like this.

…Now that I’d done it, it was more fun than expected.

And Sua in front of me

seemed to be enjoying it just as much, her ears turning red.

“Is this how you wear a choker?”

“…I-I don’t know. It’s my first time too…”

“Really?”

No matter how nicely I looked at it, the design was undeniably a dog collar.

But the size was adjusted for a human.

How much of her claim that she didn’t know how to use it should I believe?

…Maybe I should just take it as nonsense.

Or as lion sounds.

Lost in thought, I reached out to stroke Sua’s soft blonde hair.

“Ah…!”

I ruffled her vigorously, like petting a large dog,

and while she fussed with her slightly tangled hair, I took off my own shirt.

…It might’ve been fun to keep my clothes on,

but nothing could compare to pressing our sweaty bodies together,

Thrust.

Thud.

Creak.

Creak.

and fucking her hard enough to make obscene noises.

As I tossed my shirt onto the pile of Sua’s clothes,

…as if copying something she’d seen somewhere,

she tried to pull down my pants zipper with her lips, but I was faster.

“…… …”

I slid my pants down just enough to reveal the obvious bulge in my underwear.

While Sua blinked her pretty golden eyes at it, I casually stripped off my pants,

…tossed them aside,

and sat comfortably beside her in just my thin underwear.

“…What?”

“Huh?”

“You keep staring holes into me.”

“I wasn’t…! I-I didn’t… Ugh…”

You weren’t?

You’ve been staring at my crotch this whole time.

I wondered how she’d react if I called her out.

Smirking, I gave the leash connected to her a sharp tug.

…The sensation was surprisingly satisfying. Pulling on a collar like this.

Now then… Should I start by making her call me “Master”?

Given that Sua herself had used the word “taming,” I figured I could tease her a bit before fucking her as a reward.

Just as I tugged the leash again to establish the proper titles—

“…Huh?”

Whether it was my cock, hidden by my underwear,

my muscular body,

or my face,

Han Sua, who had been stealing glances at me this whole time,

suddenly

pushed me down with her strength and climbed on top.

“…Hey. Don’t do anything weird. Get off.”

“W-Why should I…? N-No, why would I…?”

“…?”

“You didn’t ask if I wanted to see a rabbit. You said lion. A lion.”

“What’s your point?”

“As the apex predator among carnivores… you should’ve been more careful. …Y-You should’ve been careful. Yeah.”

Honorifics.

Casual speech.

Honorifics again.

Casual again.

It wasn’t hard to grasp the underlying meaning in Han Sua’s words.

Just as it wasn’t hard to figure out what she really meant by “taming.”

The problem was, the more I imagined what was going through her head as she acted like this, the harder it was to hold back my laughter.

…Well, not that it mattered.

“Careful?”

“Eek…?!”

Mocking her while playing along.

Personally, I wasn’t a fan of sly, teasing tones,

but she’d perceive it differently.

“Why? Were you planning to bite my shoulder? Or my neck?”

“Hic…!”

“Like this?”

“S-Stop…!”

I sat up slightly and lightly bit Sua’s shoulder, making the tough act crumble instantly as she let out an adorable whimper.

Even when I moved my lips lower, near her collarbone,

or went deeper, grazing the pitch-black collar,

her reaction was the same.

Her whole body shivered,

and far from pushing me away, she clung to me tighter.

Once more,

she let out an unbearably cute moan.

…The fact that she wasn’t sitting on my waist, where she could resist properly.

The fact that instead of scratching my back with her nails, she was trembling and squeezing her thighs together.

Those were the only two things I could think of, but any middle schooler could’ve figured it out.

Han Sua just

wanted to end up like this.

She provoked me on purpose.

“Relax your arms.”

“…?”

“…Good.”

I tapped her forearm with the back of my hand, and instead of resisting, she immediately loosened her grip and released me from her embrace.

For a moment, I considered being even more stubborn and not indulging her little plan.

But I tossed that thought into the trash.

…I was already pretty turned on, after all.

Burying my face between Sua’s breasts, which had been rubbing against my chest earlier,

…I could tell she was aware of it too.

Since she was sitting near my groin,

…she must’ve felt it.

“D-Don’t lick…!”

“…?”

Despite having done nothing more than grope her through her clothes, Sua’s nipples were already stiff with tension.

When I gently traced the outer edges of her light pink areolas with my tongue,

a whimper-like moan spilled from above my head.

“K-Kneading them too… ugh… s-stop…”

“…?”

Kneading was no different.

If she had at least gripped my arm and tried to push me away, it might’ve been more convincing.

But all she did was place her hands lightly on top of mine, as if to pull them down,

and every time my fingertips brushed her nipples,

she shuddered,

letting out frustrated little moans.

…You crazy girl.

You’re actually loving this so much that drool is dripping from your slightly parted lips, staining your cleavage.

Your body is so sensitive that even having your breasts touched makes you react like this.

Do you not feel embarrassed at all?

Driven by a sticky, sadistic urge, I took her stiff nipple between my lips.

“I’m really… gonna get mad… Stop biting and sucking… …Ngh…”

“…?”

“Nngh… hng, no. No more…”

I wrapped one arm around Sua’s waist to keep her from escaping,

stimulated her dry nipple freely with my fingers,

and treated the other one the same way,

chewing gently and coating it with saliva.

Just as Sua had said,

since we were taming a beast,

the most straightforward way to mark her as mine

was to leave my scent on her.

“…Hah. Alright, I won’t touch your breasts anymore… Stick out your tongue.”

“No… Ngh, mmph…!”

Normally, I’d have to look down at her, but since she was sitting on my thighs this time, I had to tilt my head up slightly.

Grabbing the back of her head, I pulled her into a deep, lingering kiss.

A little more rushed than usual.

A little cruder.

A little rougher.

A little more forced.

A little more suffocating.

A little longer.

…Her soft tongue met mine,

but unlike usual, where she’d let me do as I pleased,

even as she pushed against my chest,

I forced her.

The way she hated it.

The way she wanted it.

“Why didn’t you bite? If you’re a lion, shouldn’t you have bitten my tongue off?”

“…Hah…! I-I was gonna…! You pulled away right before…!”

“Then I guess I shouldn’t kiss you anymore. I could heal quickly, but I don’t like the taste of blood in my mouth.”

“Me neither! I said lion, not vampire… I-I wasn’t gonna bite that hard anyway…!”

“…Really? Then…”

“…?”

After briefly breaking the silver thread of saliva connecting us with my tongue,

I watched as Sua wiped her lips with the back of her hand, then lifted her up and moved her to the side before getting off the bed.

Grabbing the leash connected to her collar, I tugged firmly.

“You come here too.”

“…Why should I?”

“Come. Unless you want things to get worse.”

“…?”

To me, it was just a random threat. But I wondered what Sua was imagining.

After glancing at my face hesitantly, she slowly climbed off the bed and stood in front of me.

I gripped her shoulders firmly and pushed down.

“Kneel. Don’t make me say it twice.”

Someone known as a quiet, pretty classmate with a fierce look.

Someone known as a shut-in otaku obsessed with shoujo manga.

I made her kneel before me.

…While holding the leash in one hand,

I hooked the thumb of my other hand

under my underwear.

Then pulled down.

Snap.

Hard enough to make my cock spring free.

“…Don’t pull your head back.”

“…?”

Not that she had tried to.

But I pointed it out anyway.

Then placed my fully erect cock

on Han Sua’s face.

The same face that had just been kissing me.

The same face that couldn’t hide its excitement, staring blankly.

“W-What am I supposed to do with this…?”

“Ah. Originally, I was gonna make you suck it properly.”

“…Originally?”

“But you said you wouldn’t bite, and I just know you’d chomp down the second it’s in your mouth.”

“…W-Who do you think I am?! I said I wouldn’t bite…! If you want me to suck it, then—”

“Shut up. There’s more you can do besides that, isn’t there?”

“Like what…?”

“You could suck it properly and make me cum. Or just smell it. Or stroke it with your hand.”

“…?”

“Or, y’know, just lick it with your tongue.”

“…?”

“…You don’t want to?”

“What kind of girl… What kind of lion would do something so vulgar…! …But if Seo Jin really wants me to, then I guess I have no choi—”

“Okay. Then forget it.”

“…Huh?”

“If you’re not into it, taming you sounds like a hassle. I’ll just find someone else to—”

“W-Wait…!”

The way you’re desperately trying to act like you’re resisting when you clearly want to submit is so laughably bad that I can’t take it anymore.

…Instead.

“…Seo Jin. Then let’s make a bet.”

“A bet?”

“We’ll both make each other feel good… …and whoever cums first loses. Best of three.”

“…?”

“…The first to cum wins. The outcome stays the same—the loser becomes the winner’s slave.”

“…Huh?”

“If you cum before me, you can put the collar on me.”

“…Wait, that’s…”

“Let’s do it this way. Got it?”

“Huh?”

Twisting your proposal

so you can’t just put the collar on yourself

sounds way more fun.