The Winner of the Duel Is... None!
While Jia was being whipped by Dohyung, Jiseon remained trapped in the grasp of another Dohyung. He toyed with the chastity belt fastened around Jiseon’s waist, then slyly slipped it free. The sudden disappearance of her belt made Jiseon flinch in shock. This bastard. What the hell is he planning to do this time?
She wanted to break free that very instant, but the rings she had cinched so tightly around herself refused to let her escape.
“Hoo… Before we begin… I should clean you up first.”
Dohyung activated the anal plug buried inside Jiseon.
“Hngh!”
The moment the plug began to work, Jiseon focused every ounce of her attention on the sensation crawling up her spine. Anyway, I just need to cum more than her, right? Yeah. I just have to cum way more than that bitch Nabi—no, Lee Jia.
She poured every scrap of her awareness into the anal plug’s movements inside her ass—the trembling vibrations, the intrusive fullness, all of it. Yet it still wasn’t quite enough to push her over the edge.
What is this? Last time… it somehow worked…
During her previous anal session with Dohyung, she had reached orgasm for the first time without any stimulation to her pussy. The pent-up pleasure had surged all at once like an explosion, the most intense climax of her entire life. She tried to recapture that feeling now, but it remained maddeningly out of reach. What Jiseon failed to notice was that the strange discomfort she once felt when the plug activated had been replaced by a faint, warm throb of pleasure.
“Should be ready now.”
Without bothering to turn the still-vibrating plug off, Dohyung seized it and yanked it out in one smooth motion.
“Hiiiiiiik!!”
Her entire nervous system had been focused on her ass in preparation for an anal orgasm; the sudden, forceful removal made her jolt violently. The shock instantly flipped into raw pleasure.
“What? She came a little just from me pulling it out while it was running. You really have become a proper sex slave, haven’t you?”
Dohyung peered into Jiseon’s gaping asshole, still molded to the exact shape of the plug that had just vacated it. The wrinkled ring slowly shrank back to its original size, twitching and winking with every breath she took. It looked as if it were begging to be filled again. Dohyung chuckled.
He glanced sideways at the other version of himself still flogging Jia. Though he carefully controlled his strength to avoid deep wounds, the repeated lashes had left countless thin red lines across her skin. The truly amusing part was that Jia had grown visibly aroused. Without any direct stimulation to her nipples, pussy, or clit, simply being bound and whipped had caused droplets of her nectar to begin dripping to the floor. Every time the whip landed she screamed that she was a masochistic slave; at this rate, she almost seemed ready to graduate. Of course, that would never be allowed.
The Dohyung attending to Jiseon fetched a chair, sat down, and stared directly at her exposed rear.
“Haa… Haa…”
“Right. Shall I begin too?”
The aftershock of having the plug ripped out so abruptly still lingered; Jiseon’s breathing had grown sharp and ragged. What Dohyung produced next was an oval bead roughly the size of a large egg.
“Let’s start with one.”
“Hiiik!”
He forced the bead into her twitching hole. The entrance resisted at first, then swallowed the object with an obscene gulp.
Wh-what? What the hell did he just shove inside me?
Blindfolded and deafened by headphones, Jiseon had no way of knowing the object now lodged in her body was a smooth bead.
“One slides in nicely. Let’s see how many more we can fit.”
Dohyung had prepared more than enough beads. He fed them into her without pause. When the fourth disappeared inside her, Jiseon cried out in distress.
“Hngh… Stop, please stop… You’ll rupture my intestines…”
The terrifying sensation of something continuously forcing its way into her ass mingled with bursts of pleasure each time a bead popped in, leaving her mind reeling.
“Hmm… Looks like that’s the limit. I wanted to push a few more inside.”
Dohyung stood, brushing off his pants, and positioned himself beside her hips.
“Time to push them out! Use your own strength!”
Slap!
“Huuuugh!”
Unable to hear his command, Jiseon could only interpret the spanking as torment. She simply wanted the beads removed from her bowels. When the spanking continued, irritation flared into anger. She bore down with all her might.
“Huuuugh…!”
Clink!
One bead shot out of her hole. The relief felt strangely, shamefully pleasurable—like finally relieving days of severe constipation. Yet the spanking did not stop. Only then did she realize what he truly wanted.
This insane bastard… He stuffs weird things into my gut and expects me to shit them out on command?
Understanding dawned. Jiseon strained again, expelling the beads one after another until they all lay glistening on the floor.
“Haa… Haa…”
The moment she believed it was over, Dohyung shoved the entire set back inside her.
He’s going to keep doing this?
It was driving her insane.
How the hell does he expect me to cum from this…!
Desperation flooded her. If things continued this way she would lose the duel. She had no idea how many times the other her had climaxed, but anything more than once would mean certain defeat. Panting, she forced the words out.
“More…”
“Hm?”
“Put them in… faster, please…”
She had felt the strongest pleasure when expelling the objects. Therefore, increasing the frequency required him to insert them more rapidly. Dohyung’s lips curled into a wicked grin.
“As many times as you want.”
He began feeding the beads into her at a much quicker pace. The instant four filled her, she would push them out again. They repeated the humiliating cycle without end.
The first to break was Jia.
“H-hiiiiik!”
The moment the whip cracked across her skin, pleasure detonated inside her and she tumbled into orgasm. Her nipples stood painfully erect, begging for attention, while her pussy had already flooded. She even squirted with the force of her climax.
“Wow, Player Nabi takes the early lead! One orgasm!”
The Dohyung wielding the whip announced it playfully, like a sports commentator. Though the words never reached Jiseon’s ears, she grew frantic.
“Ah… No… I don’t have any strength left…”
After several more cycles she still hadn’t climaxed. Whenever the peak felt close, she ran out of beads before she could crest. Worse, she was losing the strength to push them out at all.
“Really? Then I’ll have to help you.”
Hearing her exhausted murmur, Dohyung stepped in front of her and drove his fist hard into her belly.
“Ugh!”
The sudden pain made her jolt, but the real shock came immediately after. The force of the punch pushed every bead outward at once. Without needing to strain, all four shot out in rapid succession.
“Uuuuuuuuugh!”
The thick, egg-sized objects sliding out of her triggered an immediate orgasm. Her untouched pussy gushed, soaking everything beneath her. Even Jiseon herself was stunned by how good it felt.
Ah… I finally came! At least once!
Dohyung, reading both their minds, savored the scene. These were acts they had once despised, yet now they rejoiced the instant they climaxed. Still, the duel was not over. Both had reached orgasm exactly once. A tie would mean punishment for them both.
“It’s about time for those words…”
Dohyung muttered softly, watching them. Jiseon spoke first, voice trembling with desperation.
“Please shove your enormous Master’s cock into this anal hole that exists only for Master!!”
Almost as if they had rehearsed it, Jia immediately followed.
“Aang! Please punish masochistic slave Nabi’s pussy with Master’s cock!!”
Both had reached the same conclusion: one orgasm was not safe. They needed to cum many more times, and the current methods would take too long. The fastest route was Dohyung’s cock itself.
At their desperate pleas, each Dohyung freed his erection. One pressed against Jia’s dripping pussy, the other against Jiseon’s loosened ass.
The familiar girth made Jia’s hips buck instinctively, swallowing him inside her in one eager motion.
“Haaang!”
Yes! This is it! This is what I’ve been craving!
After being teased for so long by nothing but the whip, the sudden fullness of his cock felt like the sweetest reward imaginable.
On Jiseon’s side, Dohyung took the lead.
“Now then, let’s enjoy this well-trained ass, shall we?”
Thoroughly cleaned by the slime plug and thoroughly loosened by the beads, her ass gripped him with a mature, velvety tightness that felt exquisite.
“Ah, aaaaa… Haaang!”
Every thrust sent electric pleasure racing up her spine.
Yes… This feeling… like I’m constantly defecating… It feels so good…
Both women moaned shamelessly around Dohyung’s cock, riding wave after wave of climax. Nothing they had experienced before compared to this pleasure. Time slipped away until the promised lunch hour approached.
“Whew… Let’s stop here for today.”
Dohyung canceled every spell he had cast. He released the rings binding both women. Exhausted from consecutive orgasms, they both collapsed to the floor. Only after tearing off their blindfolds and headphones could they speak.
“M-Master… Who… won?”
“Yes, the winner is…”
Both held their breath, hanging on his next words. Their fates would be decided by a single sentence.
The verdict that fell was—
“None.”
“What?”
“There isn’t… one?”
The sight of their blank, stunned faces finally made Dohyung burst into the laughter he had been suppressing.
“Pfft—Puahahahahaha! That’s right, there is no winner! You both came exactly the same number of times. It was hilarious.”
While Dohyung howled with mad laughter, the color drained from Jia and Jiseon’s faces until they looked deathly pale.
“Ah… Whew… My stomach hurts. Well then… I suppose it’s time for your punishment?”