The New Hustle
“Do you know... what you’re supposed to do?”
“Then let’s head to the bed.”
I lead Line to the room with the bed and toss her onto it as if she were a doll.
“Hngh...”
I start the foreplay again. This time, I decide to take it a little slower. Her entire body has already become as sensitive as a collection of erogenous zones. It’s like typing on a keyboard with the volume turned all the way up—even the slightest brush of my fingertips makes her moan in agony.
I trace my hand over her thighs, waist, and breasts in order, and she flinches with every touch. Then, I slowly graze her skin before grabbing her breast firmly at a moment she doesn't expect.
“Hiyang..! ♡♡”
“Do you like that? You like things like this, don't you?”
“I do... I love it...”
I was starting to get a little bored of the same old foreplay. That’s when a novel idea popped into my head.
“Line, you’re my woman, right? You’re mine?”
“Yes...”
“Then, how about I give you a tattoo?”
“A tattoo...?”
“Yeah. A mark on your body that shows you belong to me.”
As I say this, I pull out a cigarette. She looks at me with a bewildered expression.
“Line, can you show me a magic trick? Like you did earlier today?”
I push the cigarette toward her, and she touches the tip with her finger to light it for me.
“Good girl. I’ll give you a reward for that.”
“Yes...!”
I put the cigarette in my mouth and take a deep drag. *Sssss... exhale.* Then, holding the cigarette in my right hand, I slam my lips onto hers.
“Mmph...!”
First, I need to leave a mark with the scent of tobacco. It’s a sort of ritual before the real tattoo. I knew this would elicit a much more interesting reaction.
“Hngh... *smack*...”
We were completely absorbed in the kiss. Or rather, just you were.
Without her noticing, I lower the hand holding the cigarette slightly. After a brief pause, I press the burning cherry of the cigarette against her side.
“Mmmph!!”
Even in the middle of a kiss, a scream of agony escapes her as she writhes in pain. I stop kissing her and watch her expression. It’s a look of genuine pain, which only makes it more arousing.
“Are you okay?”
Obviously, she’s not. I just wanted to see her reaction.
“It burns...”
“Sorry, I must have moved my hand wrong and touched you.”
Of course, I did it on purpose.
Even as her skin was searing, she tried her best not to lose her smile. Hostesses usually have better mental fortitude than the average person, but this one is definitely in my top three.
I felt so proud of Line that I patted her head.
“Hehe...”
I take one more drag of the cigarette, then hold a mouthful of saliva. I toss the cigarette into the water-filled ashtray next to the bed. I can’t speak right now, but you know what to do, don't you?
I touch her lips with my finger once, then point to my own mouth. Her mouth begins to open like an automatic door. I spit the saliva I was holding into her mouth.
“Good girl. Swallow.”
*Gulp.*
“Ugh...”
Swallowing saliva laced with the taste of tobacco must have been pretty harsh for her.
“Is that enough foreplay for you?”
She was already leaking from her lower lips.
“I want you...”
“But we already did this position earlier. Turn around.”
Line immediately turns around and gets on all fours.
“Is this okay...?”
“No, you have to lift your hips.”
“I’m embarrassed...”
At her hesitation, I slap her ass with all my might.
*Smack!*
“You don’t want to do it? You won’t listen to your master?”
“I’m sorry... I’ll listen well...”
When she lifts her already ample hips, it looks like two giant watermelons. I get so excited at the sight that I almost shove it in right then and there, but I hold back. Because everything has its order.
“Now, what are you supposed to do?”
“I don’t know...”
*Smack!*
“Line, what are you supposed to do?”
“Master... into my pussy...”
“Want to get hit again?”
Line hesitates for a moment. If she’s a masochistic bitch, getting hit is a pretty good option, too. But right now, she needs to listen to her master.
She opens her mouth cautiously. Then, she uses both hands to spread her pussy open.
“Please put it in my female hole... I want to get pregnant... I want to be your cock case...!! ♡”
She said it with her mouth, but her lower lips were opening and closing in sync with her words.
“Good, well done. Take my cock!”
*Thrust.*
“Ah, haa...!!”
“Did you just finish from the insertion?”
“...”
When I get no answer, I begin a violent piston motion.
“Oh... oh-gok... ♡♡♡”
Every time I thrust in and out, strange, bestial growls echo from her throat. I can’t tell if I’m moving or if I’m being moved. So much fluid is pouring out that it’s easy to get confused.
I grab her waist with both hands and pull her toward me as I thrust.
“Ugh... ugh-gu... eek-ge... ♡♡”
“Haha! What is that? What kind of sound is that?”
“Gu-gu...!! ♡”
I haven’t even fully entered yet. How can you be feeling this good already?
“It’s not all the way in yet. Lower your waist and lift your hips.”
“Eh...?”
*Smack!*
“Ugh-gu-guk...♡”
She flinches, but she tries her best to follow my instructions. Her body begins to form a curve. I move my hands from her waist to her ass.
“My baby, well done. I’ll give you a reward.”
I thrust all the way in with a *bang!* It feels like her vaginal canal has stretched a bit, but I easily touch her cervix. And the female accompaniment follows.
“Uuuuu-gu-gu-gu-gu!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡”
“What am I supposed to do when you leak like this? You’re soaking the bed.”
“Haa... haa...”
I focus on thrusting while gripping her ass tightly. I want to make her happy. I want to break her. I want to shatter her pussy!! ♡♡♡
*Bang! Bang!*
“Ah-geu... ah-geu-geu...!! ♡♡”
Her vaginal walls squelch in time with the size of my cock. Line’s delicate hands grip the pillow tightly.
“Fuck, I’m reaching my limit too...”
When I say I’m struggling, she trembles and answers.
“Cum for me... Master, please cum for me...!!”
“Don’t spill a drop, take it all. I’m cumming!! ♡♡”
*Squirt-squirt.*
“Eee-gi-gi-gi-gi-gik!!!!! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡”
“Haa... haa...”
She collapses, limp. Of course, I’m the same. My body overlaps with her soft frame. I can feel her warm body heat. No, maybe it’s a little hot. It feels like I’ve stepped into a bathhouse, which I actually like.
“I’m pulling out now. You worked hard.”
Pulling out a sensitive cock is always a pain...
“Tsk...!”
My cock was covered in my semen and her juices. I wedge it between her buttocks and press them together with both hands. Then, I do a few piston motions. I’ve cleaned my cock with the flesh of Line’s ass.
“Phew... refreshing.”
“...”
She doesn’t say a word. I can’t see her face buried in the pillow, but I’m sure... her eyes haven’t come back down to earth yet. How many times did you go? ♡♡♡♡♡
I decide to lie down next to Line and watch over her.
“I’m a bit tired...”
I feel so refreshed that I’m getting drowsy. My eyes close. *Zzz... zzz...*
‘Who is it?’
Someone is stroking my hair. The touch feels so good that I wake up slightly, but I stay still. I can feel the texture of small hands. Obviously, there’s no one here but Line. I already know it’s her touch.
Still, I get curious, so I peek through half-closed eyes without her noticing.
“Oppa, you worked hard...”
She whispers, curled up beside me. This sight is surely more beautiful than any natural landscape. My lovely woman is right here with me.
I close my eyes again and open my mouth.
“When did you wake up?”
“What!?”
She’s startled.
“You were awake!?”
“Yeah.”
I open my eyes and lock gazes with her. She blushes, looking embarrassed. A laugh escapes me before I can stop it.
“Pfft! What was that?”
“... It’s nothing...”
She denies it, but a smile spreads across her lips.
“By the way, what time is it?”
“Right now? It’s 2 AM...”
“Line, just get some good sleep. I have somewhere I need to go.”
“At this hour?”
“Yeah.”
If I want to feed and provide for a girl this lovely, I have to work hard.
“And I’ve always been more comfortable at night than during the day. Don’t worry about the wet bed, just get some sleep.”
“I’ll wash it for you!!”
Well, if you’re willing to do it, I’m not complaining.
“Thanks.”
*Smooch.*
I head straight to the bathroom and finish my shower in a time-attack frenzy. I change into clean clothes and head out. I pull the flyer from my pocket and check the number.
“The number there is... this one?”
*Beep. Beep. Click.*
“Yes, hello~ This is Lumen~”
“Hello! I’m calling after seeing your flyer.”
“Which flyer did you see?”
“The one looking for hosts.”
“If you look at the flyer, there are conditions. Do you meet them all? Our shop is a high-end establishment that serves wealthy madams.”
“I meet the physical specs, and I’m a former escort office manager, so I’m confident in my ability to talk.”
“Ah, that’s great. In that case, would you be available for an interview right now?”
“Yes, I’m available right now.”
“Then please come to 159-42 Whisper City. Make sure to call again when you arrive in front of the shop.”
“Yes, understood. I’m on my way.”
“How long will it take?”
“I’ll be there soon. About 15 minutes?”
“Yes~”
*Click.*
I head straight to the shop called Lumen.