My Bat Goes WHAM-BAM-SLAM!
A legendary item, dropping there of all places.
Boss-fight prep, finished to absolute perfection — and completely by accident. For free, no less.
Going straight home like this felt like a waste. He figured he'd clear his head and wander Seoul a while.
There was something he'd been dying to eat the moment he set foot in the capital. A famous franchise that had officially landed in Korea a month ago and set the whole country talking. The only stores were still in Seoul, so Minjun, stuck down in Busan, had never gotten the chance.
"Whoa, holy shit. This thing is huge."
He swallowed hard and lifted it in both hands. Jaw unhinged as far as it would go, he took a bite that filled his whole mouth.
Double beef patties gushing juice. Barbecue sauce thick with smoke. Cheese that clung to his tongue, and vegetables that crunched between his teeth. And that wasn't even the end of it.
Fwoop!
He dunked a long fry deep into the milkshake, gave it a gentle stir, pulled it out, and popped it into his mouth.
God... fuck.
Salty crunch soaked in peanut oil, meeting cold and sweet. Harmony, plain and simple. A blood-sugar spike could hit him right now for all he cared — he still wanted to shove the whole thing down his throat.
Right after that deeply satisfying lunch, the two of them headed for a department store.
A man ought to wear something decent at least once in his life. Minjun's had never had room for style or ornament. He'd been too busy scraping together the next meal to spare a single thought for how he looked. Not anymore. The account was stacked, he had a place of his own, and rent was no longer a worry. So, naturally, the idea of dressing up started to appeal.
Shrrk!
The fitting-room curtain whipped open, and out he came — head to toe in luxury, strutting like he owned the floor.
"How do I look, Charlotte? Does it suit me?"
"It suits you perfectly. I would very much like to preserve this sacred moment as a painting and keep it as a family heirloom."
She fired the praise off like a machine gun, without taking a breath.
"If you see anything you like, pick it. I'll buy the lot."
"I'm fine. What I'm wearing already feels like more than I deserve."
She declined, perfectly polite.
"And."
"And...?"
"New clothes... don't smell like Master. I don't like that."
He blinked at the reason he hadn't seen coming.
"You can get my smell on you without it having to be those clothes."
"B-but..."
"Or are you gonna turn down my kindness in a crowded store and leave me standing here looking stupid?"
"A-all right."
A moment later.
Shrrk.
The closed curtain slowly drew open.
"Whoa..."
Charlotte stood there so perfectly that, for a second, he lost every word and just stared.
Flawless enough to walk a runway this very moment. So the real finishing touch of fashion was the face and the body, after all. The designer pieces looked as if they'd finally found their rightful owner, brightening a beauty that was already blinding.
"M-Master... if you stare at me like that, it's embarrassing..."
This, from the woman who'd done every cheap, filthy thing imaginable in his bed every night. He snorted at the flush rising in her face.
"That was incredible."
Time passed, and evening began to settle. Minjun stepped out of a Japanese restaurant under an elegant sign and patted his swollen belly. The fatty tuna belly in particular — Christ!! A man whose entire experience of tuna had been the canned stuff, hit with something that melted on his tongue like cotton candy. Pure shock.
"I was surprised too. I never dreamed fish eaten raw could taste this heavenly."
Charlotte licked her lips and made it perfectly clear she wanted to come back.
They were strolling home when a neon sign snagged Minjun's eye and wouldn't let go.
A shop that sold the secret, filthy toys of grown-ups. Plain sex had started to get a little old. As if some huge magnet had him, his body drifted toward the entrance and the strange air hanging over it.
Ding!
The moment he pushed the door open and stepped inside, a whole new world spread out in front of him. Literally.
"Ooh...!!"
Charlotte, standing right beside him, let out a short gasp, eyes sparkling.
Put this in and you'd lose your mind for real, wouldn't you?
He stuck his tongue out at the anal beads — balls nearly the size of a fist, strung in a long row. Right beside them, a display rotor sat out for customers to try. He flicked the power on.
Vrrrr—!!
He set it lightly on his palm. A vibration violent enough to numb his whole arm exploded out of it. Next to that: rope, fur-lined cuffs, a gag, a blindfold. BDSM goods, laid out neat as a shop window. The second he saw them, filthy imagination spun up fast in his head.
Shit. I'm getting hard.
Strain!
Everything between his legs went rigid against his pants.
"M-Master. Master!!"
He turned at the urgent sound of her calling him.
"......!!!"
Both her hands held something terrifying, and he jumped. Look closer — a dildo. And not just any dildo. Bigger than most people's forearms.
This would punch straight through a womb and kill you. If it's sitting on a shelf, that means somebody actually buys it. What kind of insane woman is that? I want to see her face just once.
Gulp!
Oh. She's standing right in front of me. A masochist slut drunk on dopamine.
"Thank you! Please come again!"
One outing, and the inventory had gotten decently heavy.
"Ahh, that feels good!"
Fresh out of the shower, Minjun toweled the water off and opened the bedroom door. That instant—
"Fuck— what the hell is that smell!"
A thick, ripe bitch-in-heat stench packed the room and stabbed straight up his nose. His head turned toward the bed on its own.
"Ooohp!!!♥ Nnnngh—!!!♥ Ook……!!"
Tied in bright red rope in a diamond harness, blindfolded, gag clenched between her teeth, she groaned and writhed.
Vrrrr—!! Vrrrrrr—!!!
Vibrating dildos buried deep in her pussy and her ass whirred at full tilt, churning her insides raw.
"Oop—!♥ Oooop!!♥"
Her back arched like a bow and snapped flat again. Clear fluid gushed from her cunt in heavy pulses.
"How long did I leave her?"
It had started the second they got home. He'd gotten hungry out of nowhere and ordered fried chicken and draft beer. A little drunk, he'd dozed off on the living-room sofa. Then he'd gone straight to the shower the moment he woke. Three hours, minimum. Maybe four.
And then—
Vrr—!! Vrrr...
The dildos thrashing inside Charlotte suddenly went quiet.
"Batteries dead already?"
No way. The box said a full charge ran for twenty-four hours. He yanked both out at once to see what was wrong.
"Nnnngh...♥ O... ook!! Ooooh...♥"
She came again on the spot, sobbing.
Minjun looked over the soaked toys.
"They're a little crushed..."
The pressure of her walls and her sphincter, clenched tight in the heat of it, must have wrecked them. Anyway.
Thud!
He tossed the useless dildos on the floor.
"You waited a long time, didn't you, my meat-toilet bitch."
He picked the ropes loose, pulled off the blindfold, and worked the gag free.
Driiip—.
The spit pooled inside stretched in a long strand and splattered across Charlotte's face.
"...Haaah!♥ Nnn...!♥"
The face looking back at him was a work of art, in the worst possible way.
"Charlotte, get up."
Smack!
He tapped her cheek to wake her. Her unfocused eyes rolled slowly. She drooled. No real response at all.
"Get up already. We've got sex to have."
Pinch—!!
He caught a stiff nipple and twisted it out. Charlotte still didn't move.
"Even you can't take this."
He grabbed her most sensitive clit and wrenched it. Still nothing. Minjun clicked his tongue and opened his inventory.
"This method's disgusting, so I try not to use it if I can help it."
Glug—.
Grumbling, what he pulled out was an enormous bottle of love gel so thick it barely poured. He dumped the sticky gel over his whole right hand, and once it was slick he gathered his fingers into a single point, like a spearhead.
How many times has she come already...? My head's so dizzy...♥
"No choice... if I'm gonna wake her... this is the way..."
A familiar voice echoed, as if from far away. And a moment later—
Squelch, crunch—!!
"Hnnnngh—?!!♥"
A massive weight punched straight through her pussy in an instant. The stupid size of it snapped Charlotte's eyes wide open.
"Oh, you're up?"
"M-Master? Just now, inside me, what is this..."
Trembling, she tried to work out what on earth was happening. And realized, late, exactly what was currently stuffing her cunt full.
"I didn't want to be this crude. But."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Heavy impacts driving in without a shred of mercy.
"O-oooh—!!!♥"
"You wouldn't wake up no matter what. So I got a little rough."
Thud!! Thud!! THUD!!!
"Ooh!!! Ook!! Ooooh!!!♥"
Ah, my womb! It's actually getting wrecked—!!♥
Psssh—!!
Her hips bucked wildly as she sprayed.
"Whew. That ought to have woken her for sure."
Schlk—.
He slowly drew his fist back out. Love gel and her fluids coated it until his hand was a slick mess.
"Well, Charlotte? Head clear now?"
"Yesh, Mashter...♥"
"Shall we keep going?"
He held the wet hand out in front of her face.
"Yes...♥ Slurp, lick—!"
Her trembling tongue stretched long and licked every knuckle clean.
Putting it in her pussy right now wouldn't feel like much. That rough treatment left her gaping way too wide. She needs a little cooldown.
"Wanted to eat that pussy properly first... oh well."
He flipped her limp body over in one smooth turn.
"Then this insanely tasty ass. I'm digging in—!!"
He aimed his cock — furious, veins standing vicious — and drove it home.
"Hnnngh—!!"
Hips shoving hard, he slowly filled the heated depths of her guts.
Squelch—.
"Ooh... ok!♥ Nnnn...♥"
Yeah. This is the taste—!♥
A living force no imitation of a dildo could ever give. She drooled like her salivary glands had broken and grinned with real, helpless joy.
"Damn, you're clamping down like crazy!"
Thudthudthudthud!
He hammered his hips without mercy, like a machine gun on full auto.
"Ooooooh—!!!♥"
A hot moan dragged long out of her mouth as the flood of his cock drowned her in pleasure.
"I-I'm dying—!! Master's cock is killing meee—!!"
"Yeah? Want me to actually test that?"
Thud!! Thud!! Thudthudthud!!!
He fucked her viciously, like he meant to punch straight through her organs.
This monstrous power that could turn every woman in the world into a bitch! How am I supposed to hold out and not come—!!♥
Psssh—!!
Clear fluid sprayed again across the blanket already soaked through with sweat and secretions.
"Fuck... genius of a woman, squeezing my cock like that..."
He shook out the last of his cum inside her and let a filthy laugh slip.
"Hah, fuck. That was a damn good meal."
Breathing hard, he dragged his deeply buried cock out with a heavy pull.
"Ohoooh... ok...♥ Hnnnngh...!♥"
Gush—!
The thick, cloudy semen packed inside poured out in a sticky stream.
By now her pussy ought to be back to normal, right?
He caught her by the waist and turned her over again.
"Aahaha...♥ Nnngh...♥"
"Nice! She's recovered a lot!"
Squelch!♥ Schlick!♥ Squish-squish—!!♥
Minjun climbed on top of her and moved without mercy, like he meant to shove his balls in too.
"Uooh!! Ooh...!♥ Ooook!!♥"
"I'm gonna dump a fat load inside, so squeeze properly!"
Kung! Kung-kung!♥
He answered the woman who could only grunt like a caveman by knocking hard against her womb.
Jiggle! Jiggle!
His eyes locked on the big tits swaying, lush and heavy.
Holy fuck. Look at those milk jugs!
They sloshed like milk pudding, plump and delicious.
"Aghghk!!"
Chomp! Chomp!
"Ooooh—!!♥"
He set his teeth and bit down on her right nipple like he meant to tear it clean off.
"Ah! M-Master...♥ Please, this breast too... together...♥"
What was this, the grown-up version of that old tale about the two brothers — chew the right one, so bite the left too, or it'll feel left out?
"I'll wreck it exactly the way you want!!"
SQUEEZE—!!
"Hnnnngh—!! My nipples, they're gonna get torn oooff—!!♥"
Even in pain sharp enough that flesh might actually come away, she found pleasure and joy in it and grinned like an idiot.
Classic Charlotte. A pervert masochist meat-toilet bitch, down to the bone. Her whole way of thinking sat a long, long way outside anything a normal person would call sane.