The Karma Stack Exploded! (3)
Ugh… I stood there completely naked after stripping off every last piece of clothing and underwear, now wearing only a white micro bikini and a cat-ear headband. I waited beside the bed, reduced to nothing but The Queen’s eye candy.
… Overwhelmed by shame, I covered my breasts with one arm and my pussy with the other.
“It suits you perfectly, my slave.”
The Queen stepped behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. Her nails traced slow, teasing lines up from my navel.
“Mmph…!”
It would have been less humiliating to just be naked. The soft fabric brushing my nipples and crotch made me feel even more exposed, more degraded.
“So? How does it feel for a former man to wear a micro bikini?” Her warm breath ghosted against my ear, sending shivers racing through me.
“Ugh… I’m so embarrassed.”
I couldn’t stop my face from burning and dropped my head.
“It’s too early to be embarrassed yet.”
I felt leather against my neck. I recognized it instantly—a collar.
“A red one. As punishment for fooling around with another woman, you’ll spend the entire day as my little cat.”
“Huh?” First I was a slave, now a cat. I was drifting further and further from anything human…
“Come on. Meow for me.”
I should have shut down such a ridiculous demand immediately. She was treating me like an animal, not a person. So why… why was it turning me on even more?
“Meow…”
“Good girl.” Still hugging me from behind, The Queen slipped her hand straight into my bikini bottoms.
“You’re already dripping, you perverted little slut.”
The moment her warm fingers touched my pussy, a moan slipped out.
“Haaang!”
Every flick against my clit made me gush even more. The wet, filthy sounds grew louder, more obscene.
“Haa… Just a moment.”
With her other hand she began flicking my nipples where they poked against the bikini top.
“Ahh… No…”
My knees buckled. The sheer humiliation of wearing a bikini while acting like a cat hit me so hard that I collapsed forward.
“Huuu…”
“Your hands are dirty now.”
The Queen stood in front of my kneeling form and held out her fingers.
“Clean them.”
“Yes…”
Full of apologetic shame, I licked her fingers clean. The taste of my own juices only made my arousal spike higher.
“Haa… slurp…”
“Good. Now then…”
The Queen peeled off her jeans and panties.
“Clean here, too.”
For the first time I was close enough to see her glistening folds clearly. Just like mine, they were completely smooth, shining a vivid, heart-stopping pink.
This is a woman’s pussy…
I extended my tongue and began licking around her entrance. I’d never pleasured a woman before, so my technique was clumsy, driven by nothing but raw instinct.
“Slurp… lick…”
Every stroke of my tongue brought more of her sweet nectar into my mouth, making me burn hotter. I couldn’t hold back anymore. My own hand dove into my bikini bottoms, frantically rubbing.
“Haaaa…”
“What a pathetic sight. Licking my pussy while you finger yourself.”
I licked with desperate enthusiasm, but The Queen didn’t even moan.
“My slave, if this is all the service you can give, do you really think you’ll be allowed to cum today?”
“…”
Was I really that bad?
“I’ll help you.”
She grabbed the sides of my head with both hands and pulled my face tighter against her.
“Mmph!”
My nose and mouth were smothered in her juices. It became hard to breathe, and my eyes stung so badly I could barely keep them open.
“Huuuup…”
The insane part was that the harder it became to breathe, the stronger the pleasure blooming inside me grew.
“That expression is lovely.”
“Huuuu…”
Like petting a beloved cat, The Queen brushed my juice-soaked bangs aside.
“Stick your tongue out further.”
“Y-yes… haaout… haaung.”
I stretched my tongue out as far as it would go, tilting my head back to look up at her. The Queen was clearly savoring my humiliated face. And for some reason, just seeing that expression made my entire body burn.
I had become a mere spectacle, yet I wasn’t resisting at all. In fact, I was enjoying it. Where in the world was there a bigger pervert than me? We really were perfect for each other.
“I’m going to move now.”
She began rocking my head back and forth, using my face to pleasure herself. She wasn’t treating me like a person anymore—just a toy for her lust.
“Uup… huup…”
Her juices dripped from my mouth onto the floor in fat drops.
Can’t… breathe…
My oxygen-starved body began thrashing against my brain’s commands. Yet the excitement was so intense I didn’t even know how to describe it. The Queen drank in the sight with obvious delight before finally releasing my head.
“Haa… ha… ha…”
I gasped with my mouth wide open. Saliva and her nectar spilled down my chin in messy strings.
“Good work, my slave. Not bad for your first time.”
The Queen slipped off her coat, lay down on the bed, and casually picked up her phone.
“…?”
Was that it? Why? I hadn’t even properly felt anything yet.
“U-um…”
“Yes, you may leave now.”
“That’s not what I…”
I see. She was acting like this because of work with Aram.
“I’m really sorry… for doing it with Aram…”
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”
The Queen smiled as she watched me.
“Please forgive me.”
When she had touched me earlier, I finally understood it clearly—I had already been completely tamed by her.
“Please… I… I can’t live without you, my Queen.”
“Then…”
As if she had predicted exactly this reaction, The Queen’s smile grew even wider.
“Do a naked dogeza. I’ll forgive you then.”
“Huh?”
Even so, that request was too much. And how did she even know about naked dogeza?
“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.”
I kept my head down for a long moment before answering.
“…I’ll do it.”
“Leave the collar on.”
“Yes…”
I removed the cat-ear headband first and set it aside, then untied the strings of the micro bikini and placed it neatly beside the headband. Being fully naked with only the collar was far more embarrassing than wearing the bikini. My body trembled.
“Huuuu…”
Even though the shame threatened to crush me, I endured it and knelt. I bent at the waist until my heavy breasts pressed against my thighs, then bowed deeply toward The Queen. My nipples brushed my own skin and I flinched.
“Eep! I-I’m truly… sorry…”
Juices from my pussy dripped onto my heels.
“Sorry for what?”
“I forgot my place… and let another woman touch my body. I’m truly, deeply sorry…”
“Oh?”
The Queen drank in the sight of me bowing before speaking again.
“Raise your head.”
“Yes…”
When I looked up, she wore an extremely satisfied expression.
“If it bothers you, my Queen, I’ll cut ties with Aram immediately…” But there was no editor as good as her. Still, if The Queen ordered it…
“That’s going too far. From now on, keep things as friends. You can manage that much, can’t you?”
“Yes…”
Seeing her merciful side made tears well up in my eyes.
“Come here, my slave.”
“Yes, my Queen…”
I threw myself into her arms with pure joy.
“Thank you so much for forgiving me.”
“Don’t worry about it. Now lie down.”
I lay on the bed full of anticipation. The Queen lovingly licked my ears while her hands kneaded my breasts.
“Haauk…”
“My slave, you said you bought a dildo last time, right?”
“Yes…”
“Have you tried putting it inside?”
“Ah, n-no. I only turned on the vibration and pressed it lightly against my clit.”
Why was she asking? Was she upset that I’d used a toy?
“I-I’ll throw the dildo away immediately. Honestly, I have a lot of bad feelings toward it anyway…”
“No, that’s not what I meant.”
“Huh?”
The Queen looked down at me with a wicked smile.
“That means your hymen is still intact.”
“I… suppose so…?” Neither time with The Queen nor with Aram had there been any blood.
“Then I’ll be the one to take it.”
“…”
The Queen was the only person who knew I had undergone TS, and she was someone I could trust completely.
“Yes… Please take my virginity…”
“Good.”
She gently stroked around my entrance before sliding her middle finger inside.
“Huuung…”
Once I adjusted to the intrusion, she added her ring finger, pushing both deep.
“Haaaaang!”
Two fingers together felt so much thicker. A sharp sting of pain flared.
“M-my Queen… two fingers still hurt…”
“You’ll feel good soon.”
She began moving the two fingers, thrusting faster and faster. The wet, squelching sounds filled the room.
“Haa… haaa… haaaaaang…”
All the while she sucked greedily on my nipples.
“Uuuung… uuht…”
The Queen relentlessly attacked only the spots that made me lose my mind. Before long my thoughts were drowning in a mixture of pain and the pleasure blooming from it.
“Haa… ha… M-my Queen, I think I’m going to cum…”
“Really? When that happens, press right here…”
She curled the two fingers upward and pressed firmly against my upper wall.
“Haaang!!!”
“Feels like you’re going insane, doesn’t it?”
“I-I’m… cumming!”
“Then cum for me.”
“Ahung… aht! Haaaaaaaang!!”
This mind-shattering ecstasy… My consciousness melted under pleasure only a woman could experience.
“Ugh…”
Whenever I reached climax, the afterglow clung to me like glue, refusing to fade and tormenting me endlessly. Caught in that lingering pleasure, it felt like sleep paralysis—my mind was awake, but my body refused to move.
“…”
“Look at this, my slave.”
The Queen showed me the two fingers she had used. They were coated with a mixture of blood and my juices.
“The bedsheet is stained red with your virgin blood, too.”
“…”
I really had given my hymen to The Queen.
“My slave.”
“Yes, my Queen.”
“From now on, live together with me in the mansion.”
“Then we…” Even though my body still wouldn’t move, I forced the question out with everything I had.
“Are we officially dating now?”
“Of course.”
With the exact answer I had desperately wanted to hear, The Queen leaned down and kissed my forehead.