The Real Sex Rally
An affair with a celebrity.
"I slept with Chan-wook and went on stream the next day."
"Yeah."
"Did you happen to watch it?"
"No."
It wasn't simply about enjoying her body.
There was another kind of satisfaction.
I fucked her. That sort of thing.
Something mental.
The more famous the target, the stronger it grew.
Yoo-min seemed to have gained a bit of recognition herself.
A recent video clip of hers had blown up.
"How is it?"
"Oh~ that's hot."
"Do you know why it's hot?"
"Why?"
"Because right then, Chan-wook's cum was still inside me."
Her viewer count had climbed.
She was getting mentioned more often in the communities too.
She had broken into the big-agency BJ tier.
His satisfaction ticked up a little—
But still nowhere near a real celebrity.
Even celebrities dreamed of marrying rich.
They simply set the bar far higher.
If you met the criteria, meeting them was surprisingly easy.
A single night was never that hard to arrange.
"Just how much did you cum inside me……."
"Want me to put more in?"
"If you put more of that in, I'll get pregnant."
Making her truly his, though—that was a little harder.
The female streamer had fallen pretty easily.
There seems to be a slight misunderstanding, though.
Sure enough, she had been dreaming.
He needed to clear things up.
What kind of relationship he wanted with Yoo-min.
What purpose he had approached her for.
"Did you…… lie to me?"
"About what?"
"You called me your woman. You said I was your woman and now you won't take responsibility?"
"I said you were my woman. I never said I was your man."
It seemed to hit her hard.
Her mouth opened and closed uselessly; she couldn't even form proper words.
No need to explain further.
A pet dog.
He had wanted a woman to play with.
If she tried to act like a proper wife, there was no point keeping her around.
"It was my first time, you know?"
"Was it?"
"How can you take a girl's first time and then……."
"It's not your first anymore."
She sniffled.
Sympathy play.
That kind of thing would never work on him.
He had paid more than enough.
If the product description didn't match, that wasn't his fault.
She kept pestering him.
At times like this, he had to draw a clear line so it wouldn't become a problem later.
"If you don't like it, then quit."
"??"
"Let's end it. If you hate it, there's nothing I can do."
He made a show of putting on the suit jacket he had taken off.
She grabbed the hem of his dress shirt and tried to stop him.
People always change between walking into the bathroom and walking out.
Before sex, women weighed all sorts of things.
After sex, the man had nothing left to regret.
"Please, please don't do this……."
"Don't do what?"
"I don't want to look like a cheap woman."
"You're not cheap. You're expensive."
He had dumped tens of millions of won into her.
For a single night, that was more than generous.
She might think she's worth even more, though.
The world didn't work that easily.
If you wanted high value—
"From an investor's perspective."
"An in-investor?"
"Paying any more than this for that body is overpaying."
"Y-you're so mean."
She had to be worth that much.
In a capitalist society, the logic was painfully obvious.
When a conglomerate partners with a small company—
Just paying proper compensation already made you conscientious.
Wanting more than that meant you didn't understand reality.
The weak got eaten.
Trying to swagger around on borrowed power was already crossing the line.
"Hnnngh. Hnnnngh……."
She was actually about to cry.
He couldn't understand why someone who milked hardcore suckers for all they were worth was suddenly playing the weakling.
Eating a villainess is cleaner and has less aftermath, but—
He hadn't expected a female streamer to have such a fragile mentality.
And he definitely hadn't expected her to be a virgin.
"Do you want to get married that badly?"
"Th-that's not it……. It's just that Chan-wook suddenly changed."
"I never changed. Oppa told you from the start he wanted to raise Mingi."
A nice girl flipping out could be dangerous.
He had already been through one unfortunate accident.
Even if it isn't that special a case—
A knife in the back would still hurt like hell.
Leaving room for negotiation was wiser.
He gently stroked the tip of her chin.
The way her neck lifted slightly made the night of play feel worthwhile.
"If you become Oppa's dog, I won't abandon you."
"Ah, aah……."
"Of course I'll give you money, buy you luxury goods. If you've made up your mind, say woof!"
She would be running the numbers in her head right now.
Was there any way to turn this man's heart around?
There wasn't.
So she would compromise.
How to keep from becoming a loser right this second.
"Woof!"
The choice to obey.
She suppressed the shame and forced out a dog's bark.
She does this every day on stream—what's the big deal?
He didn't know how she managed it on air.
Before the mind, the body needed to get into position.
He made her change.
The same outfit from the video clip—no, something that would leave an even stronger memory.
"Mingi's Oppa's dog, right?"
"Woof woof!"
"Your dog pussy is already soaked, isn't it?"
"Arf……."
He had pounded her all night.
Her first time.
Something she would never be able to forget for the rest of her life.
Sopping wet.
He shoved his hand into her panties.
Just brushing the surface was enough to tell she was nowhere near normal.
"You're turned on."
"……."
"Mingi was born to be Oppa's dog, you know? Or do you not want to be Oppa's dog?"
The more he stroked her, the more the memory of that night would surface.
Pleasure she had nothing to compare it to.
That's why virgins are so easy.
He could mold them however he liked.
Mind and body both had no higher option to choose from.
"Woof woof! Huff huff……."
She took the thumb he shoved into her mouth and licked it coyly, putting on aegyo.
He pulled her into a tight hug.
Teaching her that becoming his pet dog wasn't such a bad deal.
There's a reason people say a dog's life is the best life.
Plenty of dogs ate better than people.
They ate Korean beef for kibble and lived in doghouses bigger than human rooms.
If she became his woman, she would never feel shortchanged.
He scooped her up and laid her on the bed.
Belly fully exposed in a submissive pose.
Wearing the dog costume, she really looked the part.
"Mingi's so cute."
"Woof!"
"Show me that dog pussy. Oppa will make you feel good again."
She spread her own sex for him.
The shape was already quite different from the first time he had seen it.
Swollen red.
The place that had been tightly closed now had a hollow deep enough for a finger to sink right in.
This is why eating a virgin is fun.
The process of making both body and mind his own.
Even if he did something a little rough, she wouldn't know it was rough.
As long as it didn't leave trauma, he would have eaten plenty more.
When the chance came, he squeezed every drop of value out of it.
Click!
He had bought one more thing.
The sudden heavy weight around her neck made Yoo-min's face twist in confusion.
"You're Oppa's dog."
"Woof?"
"You have to wear a collar. It suits you. So cute."
"Woof woof!"
For now it was just an added accessory.
Its true value showed during play.
It raised immersion dramatically.
He pushed into Yoo-min's thoroughly soaked hole—
"Woof!"
—and yanked the leash.
At the same time, the inner grip tightened a little more.
It really feels like mating.
He varied the pace, giving little tugs.
He drove deep into the spots Yoo-min liked.
First, marking.
Making absolutely clear whose woman she was.
"Woof woof woof!"
"That's it. Squeeze tight like that while you beg. Want a kiss? No."
But he was not her man.
Nothing taught more thoroughly than lessons in bed.
He pulled the leash.
That alone made her fragile body follow obediently.
"The only thing Mingi is allowed to suck is this."
"Woof……."
"First, shove it deep into that snout of yours."
"!!"
He could play with her however he wanted.
He forced irrumatio on her.
Clumsy, but enough to get me hard again.
She tried to pull her mouth off as if she were choking, but that decision belonged to him.
He kept a firm grip on the leash.
Right when she was truly about to suffocate, he let her off for a moment.
Then pulled her back on again. Over and over.
"Huff huff huff……."
She gasped for air.
Her eyes had gone hazy from lack of oxygen.
He flipped her over and laid her down.
Because it was the position of her first time, she still remembered how to stick her ass out.
What a view.
White ass.
Liquid dripping steadily from between her thighs.
The leash he was holding completed the trinity.
When he gave the tail a light touch, her hole fluttered open and closed.
Begging desperately for his cock to enter.
I bet the hardcore fans shot star balloons hoping for something like this too.
She was his.
He shoved it into that lewd pussy that wanted both his cock and his money, exactly the way she craved.
Thrust!
Thrust!
The path had been opened.
He had already loosened her once before.
He pounded the depths a little more roughly.
No. Stay still.
For Yoo-min, who had only just lost her virginity, it was intense.
He used the leash to stop her from trying to crawl away.
Slap!
And he punished her.
Force and pain—the most efficient form of discipline.
A red handprint bloomed on her white ass.
The tail she was wearing wagged.
She really has talent for becoming a pet dog.
For someone he had picked on gut feeling, she was a pretty good catch.
Once she got used to it, she would be able to wag it herself.
But her stamina was poor.
Just a little thrusting and she was already panting with her face buried in the mattress.
While Yoo-min's body still held out, he used her as much as possible.
He filled her insides with his seed.
Throb!
Even more than her first time.
With this much, she would be able to dance an even sexier motorcycle dance.
Hope she gets famous.
Fucking Yoo-min had been half amusement.
The other half was a bridgehead.
To do personal broadcasting, you needed connections.
Knowing a famous BJ would help.
"Mingi."
"Wooof……."
"From the next stream, put the tail in too."
"Woof?"
If she played to her strengths, she could get even more famous.
She was already good at the dog act.
Well, if she ever gets caught, her life is over that day—
He could keep her for life if he wanted.
If the risk didn't scare her, there was nothing stopping them.
"And want to try investing once?"
"Woof woof?"
There was one more similar matter.
