Beyond the 10th Floor
Squeeze! Squeeze!
"Haaah♡ Haaaah♡♡"
Arms, legs, and pussy clamped down on Jun without mercy as Fortuna savored the afterglow of climax. Her face had melted into such a thoroughly debauched expression that it was something she would never, under any circumstances, show to anyone but him. Jun drank in that lewd yet adorable look — a privilege reserved for him alone — sharing the lingering pleasure with her before finally setting her down.
Because he hadn't used electric stimulation, she hadn't lost consciousness. She withdrew reluctantly, but without protest.
For reference: after one of his wives had not only fainted but also wet herself under the overwhelming force of those electric jolts, they had come to an agreement — at least in the early stages of sex, they would take things at a leisurely pace.
Squelch!
"Hnnngh♡"
With a filthy wet sound, his cock slid free of her pussy, glistening and dripping with sticky juices.
Gulp. Gulp.
It was thoroughly soiled with another woman's fluids — something that ought to have been off-putting — yet Dohwa and Rebecca swallowed hard, eyes glazed over as if gazing upon the rarest delicacy in the world.
"Dohwa. Come here."
"Yes, my lord. This humble wife has been waiting desperately for your summons."
Jun settled his hips onto a mat that had somehow already been laid out and called for Dohwa. Rebecca, thoroughly in heat from the scent of semen, stared at him with eyes full of desperate longing — but he did not change his mind. Little things like this were exactly how fights started. In any group, hierarchy was best respected.
"My looord♡"
The fairy with beautiful pink hair and matching eyes came tumbling into his arms, dressed in nothing but a pure white jeogori and knee-high socks. How could he possibly stay still? He pulled her tight against his chest and crushed his mouth to hers.
"Haahp♡ Mmmph♡ Gulp! Haaah♡ My lord's saliva is so delicious♡"
"Yours tastes amazing too, Dohwa."
It wasn't a lie — it really did taste intensely of peach. He kissed her several more times, savoring the flavor, until a sudden urge struck him to sample other places as well. He had already confirmed them countless times, of course. But desire was desire. He laid Dohwa down on the mat.
She asked, bashful, yet with eyes that glittered with pure lewdness:
"Ah, my lord… do you mean to taste this humble wife again?"
He nodded and began untying the knot of her jeogori as carefully as if unwrapping a birthday present. Her doll-like, exquisite naked body was laid bare.
"Shall I have a little taste of my Dohwa?"
"Yes. This humble wife's body exists solely for my lord's pleasure. Please, enjoy it to your heart's content."
Well then — he wouldn't refuse.
Lick. Lick.
"Haaah♡ If you lick my neck like that… Ahn♡ My ears — not my ears, please♡"
He had licked her so thoroughly and so often that Dohwa began letting out heated moans the instant his tongue made contact. The sounds were so sweet he wanted more, so he lightly nipped the ear he had been licking.
"Haaahn♡♡♡"
That alone sent her body trembling into a light climax. The peach fragrance rising from her skin grew even richer. If it was this strong just from breathing it in, then down there it must be even more intense.
"Dohwa, raise your arms."
"My lord, I have told you time and again — not there. That place is filthy. Why do you keep ignoring this humble wife's words…"
He forcibly lifted the arms of the resisting Dohwa, then buried his nose in her fully exposed armpit before she could pull away. What followed hardly needed saying.
Sniff. Sniff.
"Hnnngh♡ Are you… ignoring me… euh♡"
Dohwa looked ready to die of shame, but Jun paid it no mind, inhaling and licking her armpit with abandon. Watching her squirm only made him want to do it more.
Why do all my wives draw out this sadistic streak in me?
His nose and tongue worked even more busily. It wasn't pure sadism, either — her armpits tasted incredible. It was almost impossible to believe this was one of the body parts humans typically found repulsive.
"Ahn♡ My breasts this time?"
Exactly so. After soiling the other armpit the same way, he licked down along her collarbone and buried his face between her breasts. A pair of perfectly ripe E-cup peaches softly enveloped his face. Among his wives they were the smallest — but still unmistakably large. There was only so much he could enjoy with his face alone. Recruiting his idle hands was the natural next step.
Soft. Bounce. Squeeze.
"Nnhah♡ If you treat my breasts like that♡♡ You can't — you mustn't♡♡♡"
He swept lightly upward from beneath them, gave the sides a gentle slap that set the whole of them quivering, then kneaded them as if milking a cow. All the while he carefully avoided stimulating her areolae and nipples — until Dohwa, moaning with pleasure yet somehow still unsatisfied, cast him a plaintive look.
Circle. Tug. Tug!
As if giving her a moment to brace herself, he scraped his fingertips across her areolae a couple of times, then pinched and pulled her nipples.
"Nngiiih!!!"
Spurt! Spurt!
Dohwa arched her back like a drawn bow and climaxed again. Unlike before, this was a proper orgasm — a spectacular fountain erupted from between her legs.
It was only natural. Jun caressed his wives' breasts at every available opportunity. As a result, his breast-play technique had risen to a level that would put most professionals to shame, and his wives' breasts had become erogenous zones every bit as sensitive as their clitorises. If he put his mind to it, he could now reduce any of them to ahegao in mere seconds using nothing but their breasts.
Suck!
"Kyaaahn!!!"
But he was still hungry. Breasts more sensitive than a clitoris — he wanted them. To that end, he took one of her thoroughly hypersensitive nipples into his mouth. Still mid-orgasm, Dohwa let out a moan that was practically a scream.
Suck. Suck.
Despite having been bitten and sucked countless times, her nipples retained a delicate pink hue like a virgin's. And even though, unlike Fortuna, she produced no milk, her nipples somehow tasted more intensely of peach than any other part of her body. If they were like this now, what would happen if she started lactating…
Twitch. Twitch.
His other self — his cock — twitched and urged him not to merely imagine it, but to use it and make that fantasy real. There were still places left to taste, but this time he decided to heed the demand.
He took hold of Dohwa's thighs — slender, yet with a surprising amount of soft flesh to grip — and lifted them, spreading her lower body into an M-shape. The adorable little pussy thus revealed was dripping thick juices; he smeared them along his shaft as he spoke.
"Dohwa. I'm putting it in."
"M-my lord, even a moment to rest…"
Sorry — I'm a little impatient.
With that, he thrust in before she could finish speaking.
Schluuurp!
Her dainty pussy lips stretched to their absolute limit as if they might tear, but his cock paid no mind and pressed deeper. At last the root of his shaft vanished inside her. Through countless rounds of pounding, Dohwa's once-somewhat-small flesh sheath had become a vessel made exclusively for Jun.
Gasp. Gasp.
"!!!"
Her mouth worked open and shut like a fish's — but no sound came out. The very absence of sound made it all the clearer just how much pleasure she was drowning in. Her mind had surely gone pure white under the overwhelming ecstasy.
Squelch. Squelch.
To inflate that pleasure further, he began thrusting as if pumping air into a balloon. At least take the early stages leisurely — that agreement had already completely vanished from his mind.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Dohwa, this is your fault. Your body is so lewd I can't hold back."
"Ahn♡ Aaahn♡ Ahh♡"
Her frame was delicate and petite, yet carried just enough healthy flesh. Her ass was as luscious as a peach, and her breasts were large enough to envy. Whether it was her figure or something else, her flesh sheath clamped down as if trying to crush his cock, and the sounds of her panting in pleasure were so beautiful he wanted to record them and listen forever. Slender and lewd — the ideal body countless women must have dreamed of at least once.
"M-my looord♡ It's too — too intense♡ This humble wife♡ This humble wife is going strange♡♡♡"
Belatedly recovering her senses, Dohwa covered her face with both hands in shame and begged him to ease up a little.
"No. In the first place…"
Of course Jun had no intention of granting her plea. Instead he accelerated his thrusts and tore both hands away from her face.
"You can't say things like that while making a face like this, Dohwa."
"Aaahn♡"
A face melted into complete mush, mouth hanging open in a thoroughly debauched gape — and yet her pink eyes still blazed brilliantly with lust. Anyone could see she was reveling in the pleasure. If a stranger saw her like this, they would never believe it was the same woman.
Who would ever guess? In everyday life she was always composed and strict — but once the switch flipped, she transformed into a sex-crazed harlot.
"My looord♡ Does this humble wife's pussy taste good♡"
Squeeze! Squeeze!
The fairy whose true nature had been exposed began squeezing her flesh sheath and putting on coquettish airs. Moments ago she had been mindlessly crying out — now she was composed, as if none of that had happened. For Jun, who wanted to dominate his wives so thoroughly at night that they couldn't even squeak, it was an unwelcome sight.
Fortunately, the lewd fairy had a fatal weakness that could shatter that composure in an instant. Matching her slender figure, she had an adorable little navel — and just below it, for some reason, her lower belly bulged and receded with every thrust. He pressed his palm firmly against it.
"Hooohk♡♡"
Spurt! Spurt!
A fountain erupted at once. Yes — true to her lewd nature, the fairy's most fatal weak point was her womb.
"Dohwa, do you like the pressing? Ah — shall I do it from inside too?"
Press. Press.
"My looord♡♡ My lord, please♡♡♡ This humble wife — this humble wife is dying♡♡♡♡"
Womb-pressing from the outside, followed by pressing against her cervix with the head of his cock from within. The fairy wasn't joking — she genuinely looked ready to die of pleasure. If he used electric stimulation here… her body, if not her mind, would love it even more — but recalling their agreement once again, Jun put it off for later. The early stages should still be intimate (???), after all.
Squeeze!
Unable to bear the pleasure, Dohwa curled her toes tight and clutched the mat hard enough to tear it. If her limbs were like that, what of the flesh sheath that was the source of all this pleasure? It hardly needed saying.
Throb! Throoob!
"Nngiiih!!!"
A crushing squeeze so intense it seemed ready to sever him entirely. Sensing danger, his cock released the seed it had been holding in an effort to soothe the sheath. The warmth and fullness flooding her womb sent the fairy ascending straight to heaven — her mind only, not her body.
Drip. Pop!
"Hoooh… You've been waiting a long time, haven't you. Give it here."
He pulled free of the fairy whose mind had temporarily checked out, rose from his seat, and extended his hand — toward Rebecca, who stood with both hands hidden behind her back, eyes trembling.
Anyone could see she was anxious and hesitant. Jun ordered her again, gently but firmly:
"Come on. Don't you want to go for a walk with Master?"
At that command, Rebecca's face flushed so red her bronze skin nearly vanished from view. From behind her back, she handed him what she had been hiding.
A bright red leather collar and a black leather leash. Two items made for walking a pet. The metal nameplates attached to them caught the light and glittered especially brightly.
The metal nameplates read as follows:
Name: Blackie
Owner: Jun