The Ruler's Welcome
Cha Eun-ju carefully closed the front door, making as little noise as possible. I watched her from behind. Her hair was pulled up, exposing the elegant curve of her neck. Pearl earrings swayed gently from her ears. The slim dress hugged her body tightly, tracing the beautiful line from her waist down to her hips and thighs. Her smooth calves and the alluring arch of her ankles in high heels completed the view. Any man would have been aroused by the sight of her from behind.
—Click.
While I was admiring her back, she finished closing the door and turned around. Her front was even more captivating than her back. The pale skin from the tops of her breasts up to her collarbones and neckline. A necklace that accentuated that neckline. Above it, her distinctly Western features drew the eye. Like her younger sister Cha Eunyung, the contrast between her snow-white skin and jet-black hair was striking. But what really captured my attention was…
'Whoa… Every time I see them, they’re seriously massive…'
Her ample breasts. Soft, heavy mounds that wouldn’t fit in one hand. Those pale breasts pressed visibly against the fabric of her dress, asserting their presence. Just looking at them made my blood boil.
'How am I going to… persuade her this time?'
Persuasion was closer to blackmail, really. The sex video of her younger sister, Cha Eunyung—especially the one where she was moaning in the professor’s office—was more than enough leverage. And…
'She was definitely filmed that time too.'
Professor Kim Byung-yoon’s office. Cameras were hidden all over the bookshelves. The footage of me having sex with Cha Eun-ju there must have been recorded as well. I had more than one way to blackmail her. Professor Kim had probably contacted her today using the same method. All I had to do was take his place and enjoy myself.
While I was lost in thought, Cha Eun-ju spoke first.
“Professor… You must have been surprised when I called, right?”
'…Huh?'
Apparently the professor hadn’t been the one to reach out first. Had Cha Eun-ju contacted him and arranged this meeting herself?
“Professor… Ever since that day, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you…”
'What kind of thoughts?'
Cha Eun-ju slipped off her heels and stepped inside. She walked slowly toward me. I was standing with my back to the living room. Behind me was a sofa large enough for several people; across from it hung a wall-mounted TV.
“I know I shouldn’t… but every night I keep remembering the time we spent together… I couldn’t help it.”
She was clearly still thinking about the sex we’d had that day. Every single day since.
'…Why?'
It was a natural question. Just from one time? Was that even possible? Vivid memories of her that night flashed through my mind: her pale body convulsing violently every time I thrust into her, her heavy breasts and thighs shaking nonstop with each snap of my hips. Her reaction had been intense, almost as if she were experiencing her first orgasm.
'No… maybe…'
I remembered spraying her pussy with a ridiculous amount of Itch Spray that day. The item that turned even the lightest touch into overwhelming pleasure. I’d drenched her with it… and if memory served, she’d squirted after only a few thrusts. Just how intense had the sensation been?
“Professor, I’m sorry. Could I ask you for just one more time? And after that… we can pretend none of this ever happened.”
'Just one more time, huh…'
My cock had swollen to its full size right in front of her. It was as thick as a child’s forearm. Ridiculous as it sounded, the quest system reshaped my size and shape for perfect compatibility with whoever I was with. And with her, it grew larger than with anyone else—Iayoung, Kang Dahyun, Eum Jiyeon, Yoon Eunseol… noticeably bigger. She probably could never have felt this way with an ordinary-sized cock. Maybe that night really had been her first orgasm.
—Pfft.
A laugh escaped me. The prey was walking straight into my mouth. She clearly wanted to sleep with me once more and then end things cleanly, but once she tasted even stronger pleasure, even more mind-blowing stimulation, her thoughts would change.
'Hoo…'
Watching Cha Eun-ju approach, I felt my grip tighten unconsciously around the ruler in my hand—so hard I thought the edge might cut into my palm.
'Huh? Ruler?'
I’d been distracted and momentarily forgotten I was still holding it. Then I remembered why I’d picked it up in the first place. I lifted my head and looked at Cha Eun-ju standing before me in that form-fitting dress. Her full breasts were visible above the low neckline. The hem rode up just enough to reveal the pale skin of her thighs. Her legs tapered beautifully from thick thighs down to slender ankles.
'Hoo…'
I opened my mouth, deciding to play with her a little before the main event.
“Eun-ju. Come here and bend over the arm of the sofa.”
“Pardon? Right here… standing?”
Her gaze flicked briefly toward the bedroom and the bed inside, but she obeyed. She placed both hands on the armrest of the living-room sofa and bent at the waist.
“Keep your legs together.”
Whenever she hesitated, I corrected her posture myself—pressing down on her shoulders or gently pushing her waist. Each time my hands touched her, the soft warmth of her body sent a thrill through me.
'Good.'
Soon she was exactly as I wanted: hands on the armrest, back arched, legs straight and pressed together. I slowly pushed her dress up, savoring the moment like unwrapping a Christmas present. The tight fabric slid over her hips, revealing even fuller buttocks and thighs. On either side of her pink lace panties, her long, straight legs extended.
'This skin color… this texture…'
Her mixed heritage gave her unusually pale skin. The flesh was soft and yielding; for some reason it reminded me of soft tofu—pale and trembling at the slightest touch. I stood to her left. With my left hand I held her dress bunched at her waist; my right hand gripped the ruler tightly. A fifty-centimeter ruler. Its weight felt solid in my palm.
'Ah. Right. I should do this first.'
Still holding the ruler in my right hand, I slipped only my index finger into my pants. A small stamp came out pinched between my fingers. As soon as I held it up, its description appeared.
Uses: Unlimited
Effect: Stamping this on a person grants them the kink “Masochism” for 1 hour. All pain is converted into intense pleasure. Any wounds sustained during this period disappear once the effect ends. Ordinary people cannot see or touch this item.
A plain-looking stamp. Yet it was a quest item. Pressing it onto someone’s body would make them feel pain as pleasure. I examined the stamp pinched between my right index finger and thumb.
'Just press it on?'
There was no ink pad nearby. I brought the stamp to Cha Eun-ju’s butt and pressed down. Her pale, plump cheeks yielded softly beneath my touch.
—Press.
When I lifted it, a purple stamp mark remained on her skin: two smiling children and the words “Good job!”
'What the…?'
A random “Good job!” stamp? I’d expected something like “Masochism” engraved on it…
'Well, not my problem.'
I slipped the stamp back into my pants. The lettering was odd, but the mark was now on Cha Eun-ju’s butt.
'Now… she should feel pain as pleasure, right?'
“Professor… what are you doing right now?”
While I’d been standing to her left, Cha Eun-ju finally couldn’t hold back and asked. She turned her head; her brown eyes were full of doubt.
'Well… it’ll work out somehow.'
Without further delay, I swung the ruler in my right hand with full force across her pale, plump buttocks.
—Thwack!
“Hnnngh~! Haah~!”
The moment the ruler struck, her legs stiffened visibly. Her heels lifted off the floor. Her back arched sharply and her head snapped up. From the side, I could see her eyes squeezed shut, lips parted. She was clearly feeling pleasure.
—Grin.
Like a child who’d just received a fun new toy, a smile spread across my face. I swung again, striking her pale buttocks once more.
—Thwack!
“Aghh~! Haa…!”
Her buttocks rippled with the impact. Both legs locked straight again. A red welt rose where the ruler had landed, and right on top of that welt sat the cute little mark: “Good job!”
—Pfft.
A laugh burst out of me. Just hours ago this same Cha Eun-ju had been strutting sexily across campus; now she was bent over in front of me, offering her ass to be struck. Her legs trembled lightly. The item’s effect was working perfectly—she was drowning in intense pleasure. Every time the ruler landed, her back arched like a bow, her head lifted, her legs locked, her heels rose, and her pale flesh rippled beautifully. With each strike, Cha Eun-ju revealed an even more alluring side of herself.
I paused, ruler still in hand, and recalled how she’d looked on campus earlier—talking on the phone in that sexy outfit, scolding her crying child because their mother wasn’t around. I remembered her exact words: “If you don’t stop crying, I’ll give you a spanking tonight, got it?”
—Grin.
Looking down at the woman bent over and moaning in front of me, I spoke.
“Eun-ju. Does getting spanked… feel that good?”
“Haa… Pardon…?”
I swung the ruler again.
—Thwack!
“Hnnngh~! Haah~!”
Feigning ignorance, I continued, “Where did you send your husband and child today so you could come see me, Eun-ju?”
“To… to my parents’ house… haah…”
I already knew from eavesdropping on her call, but I wanted to hear it from her own mouth. I wanted her to feel at least a little guilt.
“Eun-ju. Aren’t you ashamed in front of your child? If they knew you sent them to your parents’ house just to do this here… how do you think they’d feel?”
“I… I’m sorry… haah…”
“You were bad, weren’t you?”
“Yes…”
—Grin.
Smiling, I gave her the next line. “If you were bad… you need to be spanked, right?”
“Yes…”
“Ask for it yourself.”
“Please… spank me…”
I swung the ruler with full force once more.
—Thwack!
“Hnnngh! Haa…!”
Her entire body convulsed. Her back, which had been arched downward, now curved upward. She buried her face and moaned, legs shaking violently. I struck again.
—Thwack!
“Aghh~! Haa…!”
Her heels lifted reflexively with every impact. Her thick buttocks and thighs jiggled softly. The flesh looked incredibly plush. I asked the woman lost in pleasure, “Does it feel good?”
“Yes…”
“You like getting your ass spanked?”
“Haa… Yes… I like it…”
I swung again.
—Thwack!
“Hnnngh~! Haaang~!”
A seductive moan spilled from her parted lips. Cha Eun-ju’s eyes were closed, savoring the pleasure.
—Thwack!
“Aghh~! Aang~!”
I was hitting her with all my strength, yet there was no trace of pain in her moans. With her buttocks flushed red, she begged, “Hnnngh~! Professor… harder… haah…”
She was completely intoxicated by the pleasure radiating from her ass. I swung the ruler once more with full force.
—Thwack!
“Hnnngh~! Aang~!”
Her body convulsed nonstop.
'Maybe I shouldn’t hit her any more.'
Her buttocks were covered in swollen red welts. Any harder and the skin would break and bleed. I didn’t want to see blood. Then my eyes fell on her thick thighs below. The pale thighs I’d seen swaying as she walked across campus earlier, the same thighs that had tempted me beneath her slim dress. I swung the ruler across her thigh.
—Thwack!
“Aghh~! Hnnngh!”
Her back arched sharply. Her lower body trembled. At that moment, a clear liquid began to seep through her pink lace panties.