Bathhouse Common Sense (3)
Anyway, the humiliation from this micro bikini was beyond anything I'd imagined. It probably wasn't this small to begin with, but after getting soaked in water and washed so many times, it must have shrunk.
"Ngh...."
As a result, more of my bare skin was exposed than with the other micro bikinis. Even though my areolas weren't that large, the bikini top barely covered my nipples and failed completely at hiding them. My pussy was just barely concealed, with only the slit covered. At least there wasn't a single hair below my neck, which was a relief—if there had been, everything would have been visible. At this point, it wasn't even a micro bikini anymore; nano bikini would have been a more fitting name.
"Let's go over there."
We found a spot in the most secluded corner and sat down on the bathhouse chairs. I almost instinctively spread my legs into an M-shape, but caught myself at the last second and instead pressed my thighs together, lying diagonally on my side.
Why the hell does that bastard have that look on his face!
Meanwhile, Geon-yul's reflection in the mirror was flushed bright red. I didn't need to guess the reason—it was my body. Even I was shocked by my nano bikini state in the mirror, so it made sense.
They say covering up is hotter than stripping naked.
I suddenly understood the meaning of those words all over again. Unable to take it anymore, I shyly raised a hand to cover my faintly visible pink areolas and glanced at Geon-yul for his reaction. He turned to look at me, grinning mischievously without a hint of restraint, and asked,
"Is the chair big enough? Not too cramped?"
"It's fine to sit on. Thank you, Master."
"Yeah? I figured one chair wouldn't be enough for Chae-a with that huge ass of yours."
"......"
I gritted my teeth. I knew exactly why Geon-yul was suddenly acting like this. There was a middle-aged guy across the way who had been staring at us the whole time.
Dragggg!
With the sound of the chair scraping, Geon-yul moved behind me. I stayed still, clueless about what was happening. Until his hand reached around from behind to knead my breasts and then forced my diagonally pressed legs wide open.
"W-wait...! If you do that, everything... will show...!"
"Give that guy over there a little service."
Just from him kneading my breasts a few times, my nipples had hardened and poked out so much that the thin bikini fabric couldn't hide them at all. And as Geon-yul spread my tightly closed legs and used his index and thumb to nudge the tiny strip of fabric covering my pussy aside, my slit—which had clenched shut despite being pounded countless times before—was fully exposed to the world.
"D-don't do this... Don't be mean to Chae-a for no reason, okay? Can't you just wash me quickly, Master?"
"Where does a bitch give orders to her owner?"
"Hiiik?! W-wait♡ Suddenly shoving it in like that♡"
It was embarrassing. The longer I lived as a woman, the stronger my sense that this body was mine became, and naturally, the shame from exposing myself in humiliating ways grew more intense too. At first, walking around naked and showing my nipples, pussy, and asshole to everyone didn't shock me as much because I hadn't fully accepted it as my body. But now, just spreading my legs for a stranger made me too ashamed to even lift my head.
Squelch squelch squelch!
But Geon-yul took it a step further.
"Hrgh...."
Not content with just showing my spread legs to a stranger, he plunged a finger deep into my soft pussy folds and toyed with my insides at will. Every time his finger slammed against the walls or pressed hard on a sensitive spot, I could do nothing but tense up like I was holding in pee, my hips twitching helplessly. Like he was gripping the controls of a robot, Geon-yul manipulated me completely with that single finger inside my pussy.
"Hah... haaang♡ Master... if you do this...♡"
"Just hearing your voice, it sounds like you're already done for? Doesn't it feel amazing having your dirty dog pussy scrubbed clean in every corner by Master's fingers?"
"It feeeels gooood... It feels so gooood... Please turn me around somewhere out of sight... You went all the way to this corner on purpose... Ung?"
Instead of answering, Geon-yul just added another finger. With his ring finger joining in to burrow into my pussy, plus his thumb occasionally flicking my clit, all the strength drained from my body.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
"Open your eyes a little and look over there. That guy's jerking off while staring at you. How's it feel?"
"Ahhuk... I don't knooow...."
As Geon-yul said, the guy across from us was furiously stroking his cock while watching me. It was my first time seeing a man use me as jerk-off bait to shoot his load, so I was incredibly flustered. Geon-yul was probably teasing me loudly on purpose to scare the guy off. Without him, at least this area would be empty, and we could talk more safely.
"Tell me straight. How does it feel watching that?"
"It feels... baaad... Hnggg...."
"Take a closer look at that dick. It's not even that big, buried in fat, but he's shaking it like crazy for you. You want him to fuck off somewhere else, right?"
"Haaang♡ I-I'm... just a pussy-bitch slut, so I have no right to judge superior, awesome cocks like yours over some bald-headed loser's... "
"Who said anything about judging? I said compare it to this."
Geon-yul rubbed his fully erect cock—thick with veins—against my ass crack and waist as I sat there. The cock that would have impregnated me countless times if not for its birth control function. The brutal length that crushed my womb with cum injections. Just feeling that hardness made my body instinctively prepare for a baby. Even though the final say wasn't mine but Geon-yul's, I was getting all excited anyway.
Slap slap slap slap!
"Hup, heuk... hnggg...."
Meanwhile, the guy kept jerking off furiously while watching us. I didn't feel sorry for him or find it pathetic. He was just too horny to hold back—that didn't mean he didn't fuck plenty of women like onaholes out in the world.
By now, Geon-yul must have realized the guy wasn't leaving until he came. So maybe hitting him with some intense visual and audio stimulation would send him packing faster.
"Chae-a, wanna stand up?"
"Haaah... Huh? Stand up?"
"Yeah, Master'll stay sitting, so come stand right in front of Master's hand."
"M-my legs won't hold me...."
I whined but stood up straight anyway. Geon-yul patted my ass a few times like praise, and I nearly shook my butt like I was wagging a tail I wasn't even wearing, which flustered me a bit.
"Stay like this—don't sit back down."
"Y-yes... sir...."
Up until now, that jerking guy had only seen my front. Geon-yul was mostly hidden behind me. But in this position, both our side profiles were visible. I'd adjusted my bikini a bit while standing, so my pussy was somewhat covered again—but only for the moment.
"Nudge your panties aside yourself. And since Master can't keep washing you forever, tell me when you think you're clean."
"O-okay."
"If I stop but you still feel dirty, stick your hips out straight, spread your pussy, and beg for more washing. Got it?"
"Yes...."
I nodded and stood right in front of Geon-yul's face, exposing my pussy again—the one barely concealed by the micro bikini. After being fingered for so long, the hole was gaping and twitching, desperately seeking a male cock plug, drooling honey-scented juices in hopes of being filled with cum. Geon-yul noticed and slid his fingers back in—
"Kyahaang?!♡"
But this time was different. It wasn't fingers.
Geon-yul pressed his mouth directly to my pussy and started sucking.
Cunnilingus—cunnilingus I'd never received before. In plain terms, pussy eating.
Why the sudden change?
In this world, pussy eating wasn't common. Why would it be? It gave the man no direct sexual stimulation. In a society where male superiority was common sense, it was an uncommon act of affection. The opposite—fellatio—was a daily life skill every woman could perform flawlessly, but not this.
For an owner to do it to his bitch meant something incredibly special.
It's not something that happens in a normal owner-pet relationship.
It was the kind of thing an owner might do only if he truly loved his bitch. Or if she'd done something exceptionally meritorious.
So of course I was even more flustered.
The guy who hates being suspected is acting weird.
It couldn't be that Geon-yul truly loved me and wanted to pleasure me with this. And I hadn't done anything that meritorious. I'd expected to be the one washing his cock with fellatio, not this—so the situation was completely unexpected.
Slurrrp! Chuuup, slurp... lick....
"Haaaang... Master, not there... it's dirty, I said...."
"Slurp, that's why I'm washing it. Right?"
"Ahhut...."
It actually wasn't that dirty. I kept it clean as per school lessons, so I trusted the smell and taste weren't disgustingly bad. And though I said that, I didn't really want him to stop. Because pussy eating was one of the best pleasures I'd ever gotten from Geon-yul's touches.
I'd thought I only got aroused from humiliating degradation, but I never imagined this gentle pussy eating would bring such comfort and euphoria, pushing me right to the edge of climax.
"Hup, heuk, hup!"
Meanwhile, the guy was jerking even faster than before, but now it seemed pointless. Whether he came or not, my world right now consisted of Geon-yul alone. The one kindly kneading my ass was Geon-yul, the one sucking my pussy, slipping his tongue slightly inside, or lightly rubbing my clit with his inner lips was Geon-yul.
Splat!
Even the guy's cum didn't reach my feet. It hit me then: the only cum that had ever touched my body was Geon-yul's, and I was safe under his protection—no one else's.
"Master... Master... Maaaster...!"
Geon-yul opened his eyes at me chanting "Master" like a mantra and pulled his mouth away from my pussy.
"Huh?"
While he ate me out, my back had arched like a bow, my hips and ass vibrating nonstop like a phone on buzz mode. And I'd been steadily climbing toward orgasm. But that stimulation vanished in an instant.
"Clean now?"
"Uh, my pussy's still...."
But my last shred of pride reared its head. Was I really going to beg my balls-friend for a little more pussy eating and fingering because I hadn't cum yet? Just thinking about it made my face burn with shame—I couldn't look up.
Should I just settle for this? It felt like something huge was coming if I finished now. And the guy had already cum anyway....
"Something you wanna say?"
"Huh? No, I...."
Then Geon-yul suddenly stood up.
Hic.
I hiccuped without thinking. His body was that intimidating. Muscles carved like sculpture—enough to crush a fragile thing like me just by hugging. Standing before this man's physique, my own body—full of nothing but sex-appeal flesh useless for anything else—felt utterly powerless. A body made solely for snuggling into a man and fucking.
"Haa, haa."
Because of our height difference, I naturally looked up at him. My ears rang. My heart pounded. My lower belly magnetized to his cock.
"Master...."
"What? I told you earlier. If it's still not clean, stick your hips out straight, spread your pussy, and beg...."
Grab—
Before he finished, I hugged him. I rubbed my soft tits and hard nipples against his firm pecs, wedging his upright cock between my thighs. And I begged.
"Please wash Chae-a's pussy all the way clean....♡"
Plunge—!
Like he'd been waiting, Geon-yul's fingers burrowed deep inside my pussy. The hole, already loosened and sopping wet, greedily swallowed them, accepting the stimulation fully. My weakened body climaxed immediately from that—
"Ohogogok♡♡"
Spurt spurt—
I squirted pee down Geon-yul's leg as I came.
"Tch, what the hell."
Looking down at me as my legs gave out and I plopped my ass into the puddle of my own pee, Geon-yul muttered in a voice that sounded oddly excited.
"I finally get you all clean, and you go and piss yourself like a slob. You're such a real bitch."
Unable to deny it, I unconsciously rubbed one cheek against Geon-yul's cock while sitting there. Seeing that, his smile brightened even more.
"......Yeah, a total real bitch."