Three Islands (5)
"Master, you're still alive. I came to get you hard again."
"You handled Eun-seo so lewdly that I didn't have a chance to die."
"Hehe, did I do well?"
"Yeah, you did amazingly."
"Then give me a reward!"
"A reward? What kind?"
Seung-ah stroked around her womb and smiled seductively.
"Make me feel even better than on Wednesday... pound me ♡"
What? Such a specific request?
"We've done it every day this week, so why single out Wednesday?"
"On Wednesday, during the second round in missionary at the end, it felt the best. If you thrust even harder than that, it'd be perfect."
"No way, you remember stuff like that?"
"I remember exactly how far you go inside me, Master."
Eun-seo watched our conversation with a dumbfounded look. I was surprised too, so don't make that face at me.
The Submissive Collar supposedly imprints a womb tattoo when equipped, heightening sexual sensitivity toward the owner. I didn't know the extent, but judging by Seung-ah's reactions lately, she seemed in a perpetual 24/7 heat—at least when it came to me. I mean, after sucking off Eun-seo like that, her eyes were still rolling at my cock.
*Plunge plunge, squelch squelch, slap slap*
"Ha-ut, hngh... haaaang. Master, there... deeper inside... ha-wook."
"If you pump harder, it'll go deeper... ngh."
"Haa-wook, ah-wook... y-yeah, you're right. Master's cock makes me lose my mind..."
In cowgirl, Seung-ah was riding and slamming down herself. She begged for it deeper, but from below, all I could do was thrust my hips up. So I moved my hands from kneading her breasts to gripping her slim waist. That elegant curve was artistic no matter how many times I saw it.
"Kyaaang~ M-Master... too intense... ha-hut, hoo-et, heeek... haaaaang!"
As I helped with upward thrusts, she went wild. My hips sped up, making her breasts bounce even more violently. They jiggled everywhere, tracing lewd arcs. Pure sex-optimized motion.
Eun-seo's breaths came with nasal moans. She kept crossing her legs. Watching a smitten woman and a horny man fuck would get anyone reacting like that. She glanced at me, then spread her legs a bit. Her hand slowly slid downward.
"Hngh-ut... hnght, hnghhh, ut, ut, hngh-ut."
She couldn't hold back the moans leaking out. They blended with the wet friction sounds, tickling my ears.
Ha-ut, no... I shouldn't, but I can't hold back anymore!
"Eun-seo."
"Heek! I-I... I didn't do anything!"
"Haa... come suck my tits."
Seung-ah pointed to her free breast while I gripped her waist.
"Sis... the breasts?"
"Yeah. Make me feel good like before."
"Yes!"
She was following my instructions perfectly—pulling Eun-seo in at the right moment. Even if she was aroused by me, she'd hit a wall if I pushed directly. Using Seung-ah lowered her defenses. Getting her in the ring was hard, but once there, she'd blend right in.
*Slurp slurp, smack smooch... slurp... sssip*
She'd been hesitant to even touch me at first, but now she clung tight, devouring Seung-ah's breast. Like a cute baby latched to its mom. Seung-ah stroked her head, making her tremble and suck harder. Our slaves had a talent for training, huh.
"Pwah~ Sis's tits are so soft..."
"But why suck so awkwardly?"
Seung-ah straddled me, and Eun-seo hung off the side sucking her breast. In a MMF threesome, the girls usually sit on the guy for girl-on-girl fun. But with only one on top, the angles were limited and awkward.
"You get on too. I'm holding Master's cock, so it won't touch you."
"S-Still... getting on a guy's body, no."
Even without penetration, rubbing her soaked pussy on male skin was a no-go. I had to break that guard to claim her virginity.
"Then wear your panties. Or should I lay a thin blanket on Master's stomach? What do you prefer?"
Humans are weird creatures. Give them options even in refusal, and they trap themselves. Her expression showed "no" was off the table now.
"Th-Then... lay the blanket."
Suddenly, I was having sex with a thin blanket over my stomach—a bizarre experience. I could feel her judgment clouding. A single sheet of fabric—what help was that? She'd talked herself into allowing contact.
With the blanket down, Eun-seo cautiously climbed on. It soaked through instantly from how wet she was. She'd braced for that much. What she needed wasn't a barrier, but an excuse to press flesh against a man. She immediately stole Seung-ah's lips. Their sticky tongues swapped nonstop, visible even to me. Seung-ah's tongue danced back. Flushed cheeks, hot breaths, gulping saliva, tangling tongues, nasal moans—it was peak arousal.
"Haaang, haa-wut... Sis, I really wanna have you..."
The heated mood ignited Eun-seo's possessiveness.
"I'm already Master's. I can't be yours."
Eun-seo didn't know Seung-ah was a slave. At most, she thought she was just head-over-heels for me. Me enslaving a divorcee was messed up, but Eun-seo trying to steal a taken woman wasn't sane either. Though at this point, who was?
"Then... can I have you? Think of me as a fuckbuddy."
Desperate to wedge between us.
"Haa... that's not up to me."
"Then whose?"
"Master has to allow it."
"Ah..."
Finally snapping back to reality. Proposing fuckbuddies to a girl with a boyfriend. She said ask the boyfriend. Eun-seo probably saw it as "consent" between lovers. Sure, normal couples don't add fuckbuddies, but her eyes were already rolled—she didn't care.
Just friends touching bodies... what's wrong with that?
What kind of friendships had she even had?
"Master has to allow it... for us to keep doing this."
Eun-seo turned back with a troubled look. Unlike my relaxed vibe, she looked desperate for permission. Seung-ah waited behind for my signal. I nodded, and she spoke.
"Don't you think Master and I are boyfriend-girlfriend?"
"Then what are we?"
"Way deeper than that."
"That kind of relationship exists?"
Seung-ah gazed at me behind her with ecstasy.
"I'm... Master's slave."
The bomb dropped on Eun-seo's head.
"S-Slave?"
Pity and anger twisted her face.
"As expected, Sis was blackmailed by that guy..."
"Want me to hit you like last time?"
"Heek!"
Seung-ah's stern face made her tuck tail instantly.
"Listen well. You think it's forced abduction and abuse? Nothing like that."
"Then... what is it?"
"Someone Master cherishes and cares for. I offered my body and heart willingly. He treats me so beautifully. No matter what, he's on my side. Nothing changed except following Master. I still work, meet friends. I... love this life."
Anyone hearing would think she was a cult leader. Seung-ah's Master-praise showed no end. Trivial stuff turned epic achievements, fleshed out like a testimony. Somehow, I'd ascended to saint status.
"But it looks no different from hot-and-heavy lovers..."
"What have you heard so far?!"
"Heek, sorry!"
Eun-seo couldn't empathize with Seung-ah's collar-induced devotion. More talk would just parallel lines. Time for me to speak. First, soothe the cock in her mouth.
"Seung-ah. I wanna cum now..."
"Ah, sorry, Master. Eun-seo, get down a bit."
As Eun-seo moved, I sat up and pulled Seung-ah into an embrace. Thrusting as deep as possible sitting, I bounced her like pounding rice cake.
*Plop-plop, squelch-squelch, slap slap*
"Ha-wook, heek haa-wook! Master, harder... deeper, stab-stab me!"
Gripping her hips and slamming up-down maxed her reactions. Flesh-smacking, wet friction, her shrieking moans wove a grand sex symphony.
C-Crazy! Sis's body's getting pierced! Look at her face! Did she become a slave to get pounded like that? If oppa pounded me like... w-what! Why am I getting so wet?!
Good sign. The more excited by our fuck, the easier to shatter her lesbian guard.
I laid Seung-ah down, slung her legs over my shoulders. Propped a pillow under her ass for height, then pile-drove down. Draining on stamina with weight forward, but necessary to show Eun-seo. How my cock dominated Seung-ah.
*Squelch-squelch, splat-splat, smack smack, clap clap*
"Kyaaaak, ha-ut... aaaak! So good, too... good. Master... gonna go crazy, haaa-wook!"
Feels better than what I do...
My cock freely pistoned where she'd licked earlier. Eun-seo panted, eyes glued to the intense pounding. Her fingers rubbing her labia and entrance were drenched.
Haa, haa... if that thick thing goes in here... hngh, it'd feel...
Feels like 10 minutes of pounding. At one thrust per second, that's 600 in-out in this position. Seung-ah's moans were hoarse long ago. My climax... I'd held back heroically.
"Kguuu... Seung-ah. C-Cumming...!"
She said something, but my mind went white—couldn't hear.
*Spurt! Spurt spshht—*
*Bloop, blorp bloooop bloooop*
I collapsed on her like a puppet with cut strings. Listened to her heartbeat as I savored the peak. Lifting my head, Eun-seo was steadying her breaths too. Her soaked crotch said she'd cum around the same time.
Now, time to speak.