Making Seo Yuri a Slave (10)
"Hah... aaahng! Aaaaahng!"
Caught completely off guard, Employee Seo Yuri let out a filthy, lewd moan as her hips shuddered hard. Her private place looked thoroughly soaked through.
"M-Master......."
Her face flushed scarlet with shame, Seo Yuri called out to me and squeezed her eyes shut. The look on her face said the stimulation was already more than she could take.
"What is it, Seo Yuri? Still not enough for you?"
I clicked the remote up to level two.
Bzzzzt! Whiiirrr! Bzzzzt!
The thing buried deep inside her private place roared to life, pumping up and down with a noisy, relentless whir. Seo Yuri clawed at the floor with both hands and cried out.
"Hah, haaaugh! P-please stop, Master....."
She started begging, her waist jerking in crude little twitches. That vulgar, bitch-in-heat look suited Employee Seo Yuri perfectly. Looking closer, though, she almost seemed to be enjoying herself even while she pleaded.
"Seo Yuri. Aren't you enjoying this a little too much? Stop just wallowing in it and get on with what you're supposed to do. Right?"
"M-Master, I'm n-not enjoying it, I... hhkkgh.."
Seo Yuri stuck her tongue out long and lewd like a cheap bitch, her eyes half-rolled back as she made those filthy sounds. And then.......
Bright yellow piss began to stream out around the massive thing buried in her private place.
"Haaaugh..... I-it's coming out...... M-Master... I'm cumming!!!"
She kept climaxing even as she pissed, her ass bouncing up and down like a bitch in full heat. As expected of a No. 1 Slave. Cumming while she pissed. She must have been holding it for a long time — the bright yellow stream kept pouring down her thighs in thick, steaming rivulets. Steam rose in little curls from the yellow piss Employee Seo Yuri had just voided all over the ground.
And every second of it was being captured cleanly on Assistant Manager Kim Mihui's phone camera — right alongside the lewd sight of Seo Yuri with her eyes half-rolled, tongue hanging out, panting like an animal.
Soon Seo Yuri's waist shuddered through the last of her foreplay high. The yellow stream gradually thinned and died away.
"How was that, Seo Yuri? Feel better? See, for a bitch like you, pissing out in the open suits you far better than any toilet a real person would use."
Even a No. 1 Slave still felt the shame of a public piss play in front of other people. Seo Yuri kept her head hung low. She'd just emptied everything out, so the post-nut clarity had probably hit her hard.
Which meant this was the perfect moment to test a slave's loyalty.
Seo Yuri was a fox who always had some sly little scheme running. You could never let your guard down with her. I needed to put her through something even more humiliating — something an ordinary human would find almost impossible — and confirm just how deep her obedience really ran.
Something more shameful than piss play. Not an easy thing to invent.
"Seo Yuri. Here's the thing, though. When you go and vulgarly piss out all this bright yellow mess, who cleans it up? Hm? So if you made it, you clean it. Right? Come on, Seo Yuri. Your throat must be dry by now. Perfect chance to wet it a little. Lick up the bright yellow piss you just voided. For a bitch, filthy yellow piss suits you far better than clean, refreshing water. Doesn't it?"
Even a loyal No. 1 Slave like Seo Yuri was thrown by that one. A strange little sound escaped her.
"H-hiiik?"
Her pretty face went rigid as stone as she stared down at the yellow piss she herself had just released. A beautifully crushed expression. Exactly what I wanted to see.
If even a scrap of her human mind was still intact, licking up her own piss was the kind of shame that meant giving up on being human at all.
I pressed the sole of my shoe down on Seo Yuri's head and spoke.
"Come on. Hurry up, Seo Yuri. Don't be shy. Lick it. We've still got a lot left to do, you know."
"M-Master, please forgive me. Anything but this, please......"
Right. Even a No. 1 Slave would struggle with this one.
I ground my shoe down harder on her head and spoke in a cold, flat voice.
"So? You're saying you won't do it? Guess I'll have to punish you after all."
At that icy tone, Seo Yuri's face froze solid. I clicked the remote in my hand up to level three — the maximum setting.
When you give a slave a job that's almost too hard, it's only proper for the master to lend a little help.
Bzzzzt! Bzzzzt! Whiiiiirrr!
The thing buried in Employee Seo Yuri's private place screamed at full power, thrashing not just up and down now but forward and back as well.
"Hah.. haaaugh!!!!! M-Master. P-please forgive me."
Seo Yuri slammed her face to the floor, ass shoved high in the air, panting like a bitch. Coming out of post-nut clarity only to be tormented even harder by that huge, merciless thing — the stimulation hitting her sensitive spot must have been several times worse. And that place was one of her weaknesses to begin with.
At 183 centimeters, with a model-tall frame and a coke-bottle body packed full and tight, Seo Yuri was bouncing her ass and begging me for mercy. To say a man wouldn't get hard watching that would be a lie. But to me, Seo Yuri wasn't a woman. She was a rag of a slave, nothing more. A man doesn't feel lust looking at a dog. I didn't feel lust just because some bitch was acting lewd.
I switched off the remote that had been tormenting her private place. Then I ground my shoe slowly, steadily into her pretty head and spoke in a gentle voice.
"Seo Yuri. Come on. Flick that vulgar little tongue of yours and lick up the bright yellow piss you voided. That's the only way you'll earn my forgiveness."
Seo Yuri seemed to make up her mind. On all fours like a bitch, her ass twitching, she crawled toward the steaming yellow liquid she herself had released. It was still giving off little curls of heat. The moment she looked at her own piss, her courage failed her again and she hesitated.
Whiiirrr! Bzzt bzzt!
To kill that hesitation for her, I flicked the switch back on — annoying as it was.
"Hah. Hhkkgh..... M-Master."
"Come on, hurry up! What are you hesitating for? You were the one who pissed it out so shamefully in the first place."
Seo Yuri's thighs trembled hard as she slowly brought her beautiful face down toward the yellow piss. Then she stuck out that small, cute, cat-like tongue and slowly lowered it toward the bright yellow pool.
That was when I called her name, my face cold and full of pure contempt.
"Seo Yuri."
She stopped just short of licking her own piss and turned her head back toward me.
"You were seriously about to lick piss? Jesus, what are you, some kind of mutt? No — even dogs don't lick their own piss......."
At my unexpected words, Seo Yuri's face twisted with shame and rage. Her shoulders started to shake.
Was she finally going to explode?
But she didn't. Seo Yuri couldn't manage a single act of defiance. She just stared up at me with resentful eyes and nothing more.
Oh-ho. Looks like the training really has taken hold.
I finally felt a little more at ease. To put her through this much humiliation and still have her obey without talking back — that meant Employee Seo Yuri had genuinely changed.
Right. A slave this well-behaved deserved a reward.
I crooked a finger and beckoned her over. Seo Yuri crawled back on all fours, watching my face carefully as she approached.
"Seo Yuri. Stick your foot out this way."
"Yes, Master."
Looking at me like she had no idea what I was planning, she slowly extended her foot toward me. Her white, long, beautifully straight thighs and calves came into view.
She'd taken her punishment. Now it was time for a reward. Drive a slave too hard with nothing but the whip and she might snap and try to bite the master. Taming a slave is all about the carrot and the stick.
I stroked her smooth thigh the way you'd play a piano, soft and natural, slowly warming her body. Everywhere my fingers touched, Seo Yuri flinched and shuddered.
"Hah... uk.. haang."
She was breathing hard and rough. Then she looked up at me with a face already flushed hot.
"M-Master......."
Even forming words looked difficult for Seo Yuri, who was burning up. The same Seo Yuri who used to toy with men like playthings was now trembling cutely under my touch like a tiny baby bird.
Delicate handwork that could conquer even a rag of a slut. This was the slave-taming hand technique packed with the secrets of Shima Ken, the S-rank king of the AV world — eighteen years in the industry, eight thousand films, eighty-five hundred women.
A faint heat was already rising in the eyes Seo Yuri turned on me. Just my hand on her seemed to have melted her whole body soft and wet.
"Master, haauk... I can't hold on any longer."
The female slave Seo Yuri was starting to throw a tantrum. I looked at her with an innocent face and spoke in a calm, confident, masculine voice.
"Why? Seo Yuri. Don't tell me you're the kind of spoiled bitch who gets vulgarly aroused just from her Master stroking her? If not, then stay still."
Just as Shima Ken had taught me, I gently brushed the soft down on her thighs in a slow clockwise circle, firm and smooth. Seo Yuri lifted and dropped her hips, looking at me with a sultry gaze. A look that would get any man hard as hell. But Seo Yuri was nothing more than my female slave. Misbehave and you get punished. Behave and you get rewarded. That was all.
I kept stroking her thighs in long oval paths, gradually widening the range, keeping the touch soft. The most important thing here was never to go too fast or too slow. Stroke a thigh too fast and it stops feeling erotic and just starts to hurt. Stroke too slow and a female slave gets bored. The key was holding a steady three centimeters per second — smooth, even, unhurried.
And one more critical rule: never linger too long on a single spot. You always have to keep a slave tense, never sure which place you're going to claim next.
I moved naturally between her thighs and calves, then slowly shifted my hands in a rhythmic, piano-like motion and began gently stroking her feet — her weakness.
Seo Yuri's eyes went wide like a terrified rabbit staring up at a predator. The moment her weak point came under attack, her gaze started to shake hard.