Chapter 151: Mouth-Pussy Service Training (4)
"Guhhh!!"
Her hair was yanked back forcefully, the glans that had been stabbing her uvula now shoving deeper into her throat. Caught off guard by the sudden assault, Heo Seong-ah's eyes bulged wide as she thrust her hands forward. She tried to shove Jun-ha away in panic, but it was hopeless.
"Urk... Urrgh!!"
I'm really gonna die... Save me... She screamed through her mouth stuffed tight with cock, but her desperate pleas never reached Jun-ha's ears.
"Guhk... Kk...!"
She wanted to pull her head back, but with her hair tied in pigtails and gripped tight, resistance was impossible. All she could do was tremble helplessly, serving as an onahole to drain her master's lust.
"Guuuh... Hoo-urgh..."
Time dragged on with her airway blocked... Terror of suffocation gripped her, sending her body into involuntary spasms. Heo Seong-ah chewed desperately at her lips, her face a pitiful mask on the verge of tears.
"Fuck, that's hot..."
Far from pitying her, that expression ignited Jun-ha's dormant sadism to its limit.
"I won't stop even if you die, so endure it yourself."
She gasped and begged with tears, but Jun-ha brushed it off like it was someone else's problem and started thrusting his hips.
"Guk! Urk! Guuuuhk!!"
The glans withdrew to her lips, then slammed straight back into the depths of her throat. Each round trip stretched the mucous membranes inside, sending stinging pain through her.
It felt like a brutal flu, endless hacking coughs wracking her.
"Urk! Urrgh, guuuuhk!!"
"Yeah, your throat twitching like that feels fucking amazing. Good job, Seong-ah."
The wounded lining of her throat burned hotter with every stimulation, the pain worsening over time. She cried and pleaded through the agony, but no matter how she thrashed, Jun-ha showed no sign of stopping.
"Uuuuuk!!"
"Stay still."
Capriciously, Jun-ha shoved his hips all the way in and started counting down in that position.
"10 seconds, 9, 8, 7..."
"Urk... Uurk..."
Heo Seong-ah's frantic slapping with her palms slowed to a stop. She squeezed her eyes shut, bracing to endure at least 10 seconds.
"3, 2, 1..."
"Hoo..."
The countdown ended... but Jun-ha didn't release his grip on her hair.
"Urk... Uurk..!"
Why? Heo Seong-ah glared at him, her face full of bewildered betrayal.
"Puhahaha!! You're so fucking stupid~ You actually believed that?"
"Uuuuuuk!!"
Plunged into panic, Heo Seong-ah pounded desperately on Jun-ha's body, screaming silently.
"Stay still."
"Urk... Guhk!!"
Jun-ha resumed thrusting, and each pounding of the thick glans against her throat sent her convulsing in retches.
"Ughk! Urk! Guuughk!!"
Unable to hold back any longer, she rolled her eyes back and vomited. Her empty stomach yielded only a flood of clear yellow gastric fluid.
"Uuuughk! Guuuk..!"
Stomach acid leaked from the seal between her lips and his cock, acting as lube. With smoother strokes now possible, Jun-ha grinned in pleasure.
"Haa... Fucking love this. You're the best, Seong-ah."
"Guuuk..."
Unable to open her throat on her own, forced wide to fit his cock—yet her tear-streaked, humiliated face still burned with defiance. Pigtails gripped like handles, she couldn't even muster proper resistance.
"Urk!"
Jun-ha switched tactics, burying his cock as deep as possible and grinding his hips in circles. Overwhelmed by the choking fullness, Heo Seong-ah thrashed meaninglessly again.
"Guuuuk!! Urk! Guuughk!"
Her pathetic, sloppy sucking and begging for mercy were too arousing.
"Good. So fucking good, Seong-ah."
"Guuuuh..!"
He forced her virgin throat to expand to his size, creating intense suction. Her clumsy tongue and the perfect vacuum at the entrance gave killer stimulation. And that contemptuous glare while servicing him? Pure visual bliss.
Any average guy would've blown his load after a few strokes, but Jun-ha felt something lacking if he came like this.
...Huh? Wait, lacking? Why bother? This wasn't a one-night stand... Heo Seong-ah would spend her life as female livestock, never escaping.
"Gonna cum, so do like I taught you? Got it?"
"Uuurk..!"
Jun-ha shook his hips even harder. His pre-orgasm cock twitched sensitively, ready to erupt.
"Guhk..!"
Each thrust into her saliva-drenched throat produced lewd squelching, like pounding a sopping pussy. Thick mix of spit and acid dribbled down her chin. Used like an onahole, she had no chance to wipe it.
"Cumming?"
"Urk... Uurk..!"
After the warning, Jun-ha went into a final sprint, then rammed deep into her throat.
"Guhk...!"
His cock pulsed as semen surged up. Nose buried in his pubes, Heo Seong-ah grimaced and swallowed the load flooding her mouth. The ripple of her throat was mesmerizing through her skin.
"Uuuuk..!"
Finished, Jun-ha pulled back. Heo Seong-ah collapsed forward, hands on the floor, expelling held breath in agony.
"Hoo... Kkgh... Haa... Kek..."
Even breathing hurt. Her raw throat throbbed with every swallow; oxygen-starved lungs felt tight. Heart pounding wildly, contracted chest heaved in dry heaves.
"Urp..."
The fishy reek of cum lingered. Hands clamped over her mouth to hold back vomit, but her gut bubbled relentlessly.
"Urk... Uwaaagh!!"
Unable to contain it, she spewed the semen. Gelatinous white globs mixed with acid soiled the living room floor.
"Uuuugh... Hoo-ik..."
Her wounded throat stung. Breathing was torture enough, but Jun-ha loomed arrogantly, extending his foot to crush her head underfoot.
"Hey."
"Hik..."
No warmth in his voice. The harsh tone screamed anger to anyone.
"Who said you could puke?"
"S-sorry... Ahh-huk..."
Her throat hurt too much to speak easily. Clutching below her jaw, Heo Seong-ah wheezed, staring at the mess on the floor. She couldn't muster the courage to look up at her master...
"Hey, fuck. You don't still think you're human, do you?"
"N-no..."
"Right. You're just a pussy house livestock crawling my floors forever. You know that, yet you pull this shit?"
"Sorry..."
Terror made her tremble. What had she done so wrong...? First time deepthroating and swallowing cum... No one nails it on the first try. Vomiting was wrong, sure, but him raging like this after causing it felt unfair.
"Sorry, Master..."
She apologized to soothe him, but without true remorse.
"You fucked up, right?"
"Yes, Master..."
"Then lick it up."
"Pardon?"
Thinking she'd misheard, she peeked up. Meeting Jun-ha's scary glare, she dropped her head in fear.
"Fuck, listen the first time. Lick it clean. What the hell are you doing, you filthy bitch?"
"Uwuk..."
Obvious disgust as she eyed the vomit. Watery from just acid and cum, but the sour, fishy stench lingered.
"Not gonna?"
"I-I'll do it!! I'll do it!!"
He always shocked her after such threats. Trauma etched deep, Heo Seong-ah flung herself flat without hesitation.
"Hik..."
Trembling eyes on the mess, she tentatively stuck out her tongue. How to lick up all this...?
"Euk..."
Swallowing tears to lap it up—that moment, Jun-ha on the sofa clutched his gut in hysterics.
"Pfft! Puhahaha!!"
Why again...? What now?
"You retarded bitch, you actually do it?"
"Euk..."
It felt cruel, but as livestock, she had to obey unconditionally. She'd followed faithfully, yet this humiliation left her unsure how to react, head bowed.
"Whatever. Maid'll clean that later. Go shower off your filthy body. When you're clean, I'll properly teach you how to live here."
"Yes, Master."
Rising to her knees, Heo Seong-ah crawled the direction he pointed.
"Oh, and..."
"Yes?"
"Don't forget your punishment."
"Ah..."
Minor infractions earned one ass smack. No clue how many had stacked, but imagining the tearful beating already made her ass throb.