Erogenous Zone Development Training
"Erogenous zones... you mean?"
Jia blinked, momentarily unable to process what Dohyung had just said. Out of nowhere he was talking about erogenous zone enhancement training.
"That's right. Don't tell me you don't know what erogenous zones are. You're not that innocent, are you?"
"Ah, yes. I know what they are."
"Then explain it. If you truly understand something, you should be able to describe it to others."
"Ah... well..."
Jia faltered at Dohyung's demand. She knew the general idea, but she had never looked up the precise definition. Besides, saying it out loud was mortifying.
"The parts of the body that feel good when touched... right?"
"Close enough. The places that cause sexual arousal when touched or stimulated. So where do you think your erogenous zones are?"
"I'm sorry, Master. I... I don't really know where mine are..."
Jia had never given serious thought to her own erogenous zones. The first true orgasm of her life had only come after the orgasm hell Dohyung put her through, and even light climaxes had been rare. Her sexual experience was almost nonexistent.
"You don't know? That's exactly why we're doing this training. A slave who wants to serve her Master properly should at least know her own body, shouldn't she?"
Jia couldn't understand why she needed to know something like this or why it counted as training. She didn't want to understand. But she also knew exactly what would happen if she disobeyed, so she kept her mouth shut.
"All right. Let's start by finding them."
The method Dohyung described was simple: heighten every sense in her body until it became hypersensitive to external stimuli.
What he did first was block her vision completely. People relied heavily on sight; removing it forced the other senses to sharpen dramatically. In fact, this was the same technique he had used during her previous session of orgasm hell.
Jia took the blindfold he offered and slipped it over her eyes.
I can't see anything at all... What is he planning to do to me today?
"Now, Nabi. Position two."
At his command she reacted instantly, lacing her fingers behind her head, raising her arms, spreading her legs, and bending her knees slightly.
With her sight gone, she sensed Dohyung slowly circling her like a predator.
"Hah!"
Without warning his fingertip traced down her spine. The sudden touch made her flinch. His finger continued its lazy path, sliding all the way down to the curve of her buttocks.
Jia braced herself, certain he would touch her pussy next. Instead his hand moved past her ass and down her thigh. Then it reversed direction, stroking slowly upward.
"Pay close attention to my touch."
His fingers traveled from her thigh to her pelvis, from her pelvis to her navel, rising higher and higher. Blindfolded, the sensation felt unbearably ticklish.
What is he trying to do? This tickles so much I could die.
She still felt nothing pleasurable, only the maddening feather-light strokes of his hands exploring her body. Dohyung, fully aware of her thoughts, refused to hurry. He simply continued caressing every inch of her with the pads of his fingers.
Notably, he avoided the places she would react to most strongly—her nipples, her pussy, any spot that could be stimulated too easily.
"How is it? Feeling anything yet?"
"I... I still don't really know, Master."
"Hmm. Then we'll keep going until you do."
The moment the words left his mouth, something softer than fingers brushed across her skin.
"Hyaaht! M-Master? What is that...?"
"This? I wondered what would be perfect for tickling and remembered these. It's a feather."
In his hand was a soft pink feather that seemed to glow faintly.
"They sell them online specifically for this kind of play. I bought one just for you."
"Ugh... it's too ticklish..."
Because her eyes were covered, the feather's touch felt even more intense. Every delicate stroke made her nerves scream.
"No. This isn't tickling."
"Huh?"
His strange statement made her answer without thinking.
"This feels good. Tell yourself it's a pleasurable sensation, not tickling. It'll start to feel better."
Jia couldn't comprehend what he was saying. He was literally tickling her with a feather, yet he wanted her to reframe it as pleasure.
"I-I'm sorry, Master. I don't understand..."
"If you don't understand, that's too bad. Oh, and I forgot to mention—if you can't cum like last time during today's training, there will be a punishment. Let's say until just before dinner?"
"A p-punishment?"
Since her kidnapping, the single word Jia had come to dread most was "punishment." It only ever brought unimaginable torment. She never wanted to experience it again.
"Obviously. I'm taking the time to train you, but if you don't put in real effort, I'm just wasting my time. Slaves who don't try receive punishment. It's only fair."
"B-but... what you're doing now doesn't feel good at all, and it isn't making me wet... If you'd at least touch my breasts or my pussy..."
"That would be too easy. Training loses its meaning if it's simple."
Dohyung kept stroking her body with the feather as he spoke. Yet Jia had zero confidence she could climax from this alone. Last time a vibrator had teased her nipples and clit for ages before Dohyung finally thrust inside her, triggering an overwhelming orgasm. This stimulation was laughably weak by comparison.
"Master... the stimulation is too weak. I really don't think I can... Could you please show a little mercy?"
"My little Nabi is negotiating with her Master now? How bold. Maybe you need another lesson in obedience..."
"I'm sorry, Master!!"
She had spoken up because she truly believed she couldn't cum from a feather, but his tone told her the request was denied.
How am I supposed to cum like last time with this? I'm completely fucked... What do I do?
Every punishment he had given her so far was something she never wanted to endure again—being treated like an animal, beaten, humiliated. He might even revoke the wish he had granted her as a so-called reward.
"Fine. Because I'm such a kind Master, I'll lower the difficulty slightly for my Nabi."
"R-really?! Thank you, Master!"
A sliver of hope cut through her panic. Jia waited eagerly to hear how he would make it easier.
"Yes, I'll be generous. If cumming is too hard, just get your pussy wet. If your juices drip down your thighs, even better. That should be simple enough, right?"
"Ah... that..."
Jia felt a flicker of disappointment. He had lowered the bar, but making her pussy drip from feather strokes alone still seemed difficult—especially since he was deliberately avoiding her most sensitive spots.
"What, you don't like it? Then we can go back to the original goal."
"No! I like it! I like it very much!"
She answered instantly, terrified he would change his mind. Secretly, however, she felt relieved. The original goal had seemed impossible.
Still... if I think lewd thoughts, maybe I can manage this. I absolutely cannot be punished! I can't believe he actually lowered the difficulty... I was sure he would refuse...
For a brief moment she felt genuine gratitude toward him. She knew exactly what kind of monster he was, yet right now she was truly thankful.
Of course, that was precisely what Dohyung had intended. By setting an impossibly high goal first, he guaranteed she would feel overwhelmed. Then, by "generously" lowering it, he made the new target seem achievable by comparison. The contrast would make her accept it more readily—and feel a tiny spark of gratitude toward the very man tormenting her.
In fact, she did feel that faint gratitude. Watching her, Dohyung laughed silently. He pictured the day when, through these small manipulations, she would become a perfectly broken slave who thanked him for everything he did to her.
"Let's continue. Standing too long will tire your legs. Sit on the chair I brought."
"Yes! Thank you, Master!"
Her legs had already begun to ache, so the chair brought another wave of reluctant gratitude. She sat down carefully.
For the next several hours Dohyung stroked every inch of her body with the feather. He must have touched nearly every part of her skin except the areas around her nipples and pussy.
"Haa... hngh! M-Master..."
"Oh? We're finally getting results."
After endless teasing, her pussy had begun to grow wet. And the time limit was less than thirty minutes away.
Jia let out a mental sigh of relief. The suffocating tension of possibly earning punishment finally eased. Of course, she told herself the wetness had nothing to do with the feather—it was only because she had forced herself to have lewd thoughts. She had not gotten aroused by something as silly as a feather.
"Good. As promised, no punishment. Take off the blindfold and stand."
"Yes, Master. Ah!"
When she removed the blindfold and rose from the chair, she saw Dohyung standing naked, slowly stroking his erect cock.
"Master? What is..."
"What does it look like? Turn around, face the wall, and put your hands on it. I'm horny after watching you, so we're going to fuck."
"Ah, yes... Master."
Before he could say anything else, she hurried to the wall, placed her palms against it, and pushed her ass back invitingly.
"Hngh! It's too big..."
"Hoo... Your pussy really is a treasure, just like last time. It's almost like you were born purely to take cock."
Dohyung thrust straight into her soaked entrance and began pounding. Thanks to the long session of teasing, her pussy was already dripping, so he slid in easily. Even though Jia insisted the feather hadn't aroused her, her body had responded. The proof was how perfectly his thick cock felt inside her now.
"How does it feel, Nabi? You think so too, don't you?"
"Hngh! Aahng! Yes, I think so too! Uuu... haaang!"
"Good. Tell me exactly what makes you think so. Speak clearly."
The cock stirring wildly inside her made it hard to think. She had loved sex with him last time too, but she still couldn't understand why it felt this good. Right now the pleasure overwhelmed her so completely that her mind went blank.
"Aaahng! Th-that is... hngh! My big breasts! My pussy that's swallowing your cock—everything about me was made to have sex with men! Aaaahng!"
Slap!
"Hngh!"
The moment she shouted the words, his palm cracked hard across her ass.
"Wrong. Not to have sex with men. To have sex with me. Understand?"
"Haa... haa... Yes, it's to have sex with you, Master... hnguuu!!"
The stinging burn on her ass felt strangely pleasurable. Her body convulsed in a spectacular orgasm. Dohyung groaned as her pussy clenched rhythmically around him and emptied his balls deep inside her.
Drained by the climax, Jia's legs gave out and she sank to her knees on the floor.
"Haa... haa... It feels so good..."
"Yes, it does, doesn't it?"
"Yes, Master..."
Her mind was filled with nothing but the afterglow of sex. As the haze slowly cleared, she realized he had filled her with another creampie.
"Ah, but Master... if you keep cumming inside, I might get pregnant..."
"Don't worry about that. Getting pregnant isn't that easy."
He answered before she even finished the sentence, as if he had anticipated the question. Of course he had expected her to worry. He had no intention of impregnating her easily anyway—magic made reliable contraception simple.
Lee Jia, I plan to torment you far more than simply getting you pregnant. The woman I'll impregnate... is someone else entirely.
Dohyung smiled down at her, savoring the moment. His revenge was proving more delicious than he had ever imagined.
"We'll continue the training tomorrow as well."
"Yes, Master..."
For the next several days, Jia endured the same routine: feather torment until her pussy grew wet, followed by rough sex with Dohyung.
When he announced another erogenous zone training session days later, she obediently put on the blindfold and assumed position two, waiting for his touch.
She expected the soft brush of the feather again.
Slap!
"Aaaack! M-Master?!"
"Why so surprised? Did you think it would be the feather again? Today we're using these. The conditions are the same—you need to get that pussy wet."
In Dohyung's hand were a whip and a thick spanking paddle used for SM play.