Common Sense of Bitch Contracts (5)
I'd known it all along. Ever since Geon-yul started waving his cock right in front of my face without me doing a thing, Kim Ji-yeon had been glaring at me like she wanted to kill me on the spot.
I knew, but I didn't lift a finger. There was nothing she could do about it. According to the rules, this was fine—she could only nag and persuade.
"Isn't a bitch supposed to help her owner with his jerking off? He looks so tired. Your owner is struggling like that, his cock is all red and swollen, and you're just watching? Is that really bitch behavior?"
Part of me wanted to plug my ears. But I couldn't block out Kim Ji-yeon's voice. Her clear, ringing tone tickled at my mind.
Am I under suspicion right now? Do I have to act to prove I'm not?
No matter what, helping a friend jerk off was... But kneeling here like this, my legs were going numb and aching, and he was taking forever to cum—it was exhausting just waiting. And Kim Ji-yeon's piercing, murderous stare wasn't helping.
...No matter what, though.
"E-even if you say that, how am I supposed to...?"
I kept staring hard at his cock, answering her in a trembling voice.
"There are all sorts of ways."
Kim Ji-yeon's pale, slender fingers—nails painted with manicure—slowly, so slowly, crept up my back and over my shoulder. I couldn't move, not with his cock right in front of my face.
"What... ways...?"
"Shall I show you right now?"
I could practically see her lewd smile, even though it was behind me.
What happened next was simple. She reached around and stroked my lips.
"You could kiss his cock, or suck it with your mouth."
Her hand slid down slowly, grabbing my breast.
"Or squeeze that slutty rack around his cock and shake it."
She trailed over my stomach, then pulled aside just the crotch of my panties, exposing my sopping wet pussy.
"Or beg him to shove it in here... Oh my, you're already drenched? All ready to go?"
"N-nooo... Hnngh!"
I let out a slutty moan without thinking and clapped my hands over my mouth in shock. But I couldn't stop the juices flowing from my pussy. Her long fingers glided over it like a broken faucet, coated in my slick.
Kim Ji-yeon teased me slowly.
She's totally treating me like a toy...!
Of course, Geon-yul was watching the whole thing live—while diligently stroking his cock. A sweeter scent started wafting from it, and my brain was fogging up.
"How about it? Don't you want to help your owner cum?"
"I-I don't knooow... Don't touch my pussy...!"
"I'm sorry too. It's not socially acceptable for a lowly female bitch like me to play with another owner's bitch. But you made me do this, Chae-a."
My head was spinning. Was this my fault? I couldn't afford to be suspected as a social misfit. Did I have to help Geon-yul jerk off?
No! Calm down, think rationally!
I'm Geon-yul's friend. Friends jerking each other off is weird no matter how you slice it. He'd cum soon if I just waited a bit longer...
"Chae-a."
Then Kim Ji-yeon purred again in that sultry voice.
"Y-yes?"
"You're still a baby bitch, so blowjobs are tough, paizuri too, and full insertion must be scary, right?"
I nodded vigorously. Scary. That size was terrifying.
"Then use another method!"
"Another... method?"
"Your hands! Hands! Surely you can use your hands? It's not your tits or mouth—just hands, that's nothing!"
"...Ah."
She had a point. Sucking a guy's cock or titfucking it—that's filthy and slutty. Even if I'm in a woman's body now, just a few days ago I was a guy; that's not something I'd do. But hands? I'd jerked off with hands as a guy, so it's familiar. Way better than sucking or titfucking. No comparison to spreading my pussy myself. Handjobs are the most efficient all around.
"Just stroke up and down like this, rub it nice and smooth, and your owner will feel so good he'll shoot his white jelly—spurt, spurt! Shake that slutty body to catch it on your collar, use your face as tissue, and you're done!"
Kim Ji-yeon pulled my arms from under mine, grabbed my hand lightly, and guided it straight to Geon-yul's cock. I clenched into a fist on instinct, but ended up spreading my fingers again.
"Good. Ready?"
"No, not yet...!"
"No need to prepare. When an owner jerks off, his bitch helping with a handjob is just common sense, right?"
Common sense? No way that's...
I hesitated, hand spread wide right in front of his cock, then looked up at him.
Am I really doing this?
Geon-yul's response was simple.
"If you're gonna do it, do it."
Acting. That arrogant tone, the cold voice, the excited face—all an act. But I couldn't resist his command. That's how this world worked. I had to play the bitch to survive.
"...Yes."
I gripped Geon-yul's cock. Too thick for one hand—I barely managed with both.
"Hngh, ugh...!"
"Stroke it. Nice and slow."
It had been rock-hard in front of me for so long, but the rigidity was insane. The girth too. Seeing it was one thing; touching was another level. Soft and squishy yet firm—a contradictory sensation.
"From the shaft, gently stroke up and down."
As he said, I rubbed the stiff shaft up and down, tapping the blood-engorged red glans with my thumb now and then, serving diligently.
Every time, Geon-yul reacted instantly, like a vending machine with a coin.
"Hoo, hngh...!"
At some point, he didn't even have the spare breath to reply. That's when I started doing it my way—ignoring the "gentle" instruction, gripping harder.
"Chae-a, where'd you learn th— ngh!"
Don't say stupid shit. Learn where? First time helping someone else.
"Sit down."
My arms were getting tired, so I patted his thigh. Maybe his legs hurt from standing too—he happily stepped back and perched on the bed.
I knelt in front of him like before and gripped his cock. The arm strain eased a bit. Looking up, his face was closer—more reassuring.
"This... ha, perfect now. Just this strength."
"...Good?"
"Good. Fucking great."
I glanced at his face. Eyes shut, perverted blissed-out expression. It pissed me off. I'm working this hard, and he's just sitting there reaping all the benefits?
"...Pfft, ahahaha."
Then Kim Ji-yeon's laughter rang out mid-stroke. I glanced over— she was pointing at the floor, clutching her stomach.
Looking down, a thick trail of wetness marked the path where I'd crawled, pushing him toward the bed. My pussy drool dripping the whole way.
"Ahaha, Chae-a, you leave a trail everywhere! I feel embarrassed for suspecting you as a social misfit earlier. Handjob skills top-tier, and this pussy juice highway... I admit it."
"Admit what?"
"What else? You're a natural bitch. I won't say another word—get lots of cum. And use proper honorifics for your owner."
I turned back and stroked Geon-yul's cock harder. Massaging the base near his pubes, gently kneading his heavy balls, still teasing the glans.
"Hahk, haa, Chae-a. Chae-a...!"
"Yes, Owner. Chae-a's right here."
"I said you didn't have to, why...?"
"Because."
The sweet scent grew stronger. Like it was about to burst any second. I could feel it—his cum ready to surge up his urethra.
Final sprint. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and let the pooled spit drip—plip, plip.
Then I stroked faster and harder, the now-slippery cock slick in my hands, looking up at him.
Our eyes met.
Something... I should say something. He said I didn't have to, why did I? He told me to do it if I was gonna, but your face looked like "do it now." But I couldn't say that outright.
...What do I even say?
Stroke, stroke, stroke!
"Say it and I'll cum. Hngh, why'd you give me a handjob?"
"Why would you...!"
No time to think. blurted the first thing.
"...Because I'm your bitch, Owner."
"Right? You're my bitch, Chae-a?"
"Y-yes? Yes, that's right. I'm Owner's bitch."
"Chae-a is Geon-yul's exclusive bitch."
"Yes, so cum alrea—."
"Not a friend. A bitch."
"Huh?"
Wait, what did you just say...?
"Cumming, Chae-a! On your face!"
"Eh? W-wait a sec. Hold it just— kyaaah!"
"Ngh! Nngh!"
Splurt! Spluuurt!
Sweet-scented white semen erupted like a fountain, splattering my face. I shut my eyes just in time—no sting. But the sheer volume and sticky feel made me grimace.
"So sudden...!"
"Ngh! More left!"
Spluuuurt!
Second load. No less than the first. I'd luckily avoided my mouth before, but it was open to speak—cum slipped right in.
"Kyaa, kyaak! In my mouth...!"
"One more!"
"Eeeeh?!"
Splurt, splurt, spuuurt!
Third time, still thick globs clinging to my face. Splashed my tits too, dripping down—full-body bukkake.
My whole body reeked of sweet semen. Ah, this must be that luxury cum perfume women go crazy for. The scent... not bad...
"Hngaa, uheee, hngghhh...!"
"Haa, haa. Got your neck?"
I nodded silently. Couldn't speak easy with cum in my mouth. Spit or swallow? Couldn't decide. Too tasty to spit, too humiliating to swallow.
"Perfect. All done? I'll show you out. This way."
"Uh, the cum on the floor...?"
"It's fine. Toilet meats will lick it up later. Or make that bitch over there do it. What'll it be?"
"...We'll head out first."
"Yes, this way."
Geon-yul supported me as I staggered up. Couldn't dress like this—had to wash first. Meanwhile, he wrapped an arm around my waist, ignoring the cum all over me. Somehow, it felt reassuring.
To me, it all smelled sweet, but to him who shot it, it must be gross.
But what was that last thing he said?
Not a friend, a bitch? ...Must've misheard. Situation was chaos. Probably a slip-up. Happens when you're cumming.
"Good work, Chae-a."
"...Yeah, sure."
"Let's head back and rest. Wash up first. You can do it alone?"
"O-of course— gulp!"
"Hm?"
Shit, got worked up answering and accidentally swallowed the cum I'd been rolling around, tasting it.
My pussy buzzed, squirting juices—psshht!
"Uheee...♡"
What? Did I just... cum as a woman? Pussy played with by a female clerk, handjobbing, bukkake, accidentally swallowing cum—and orgasming?
"You okay, Chae-a?"
No. Hide it. If he finds out, who knows. He's been seeing me more as a girl lately—if he catches me cumming alone with him...
"Hngh, I'm fine. But Geon-yul."
"Yeah?"
Luckily, he didn't notice. I pulled my arm free, braced against the wall with one hand. Thin legs trembling, ignoring my throbbing pussy.
"We're friends, right?"
A beat late.
"...Of course."
One beat. Just one. But to me, it felt eternal.
I flashed a fake smile, pussy dripping slutty bitch juice, and staggered toward the bathroom.