Turning Han Sang-mi Into a Total Slut (4)
“Lift your fucking skirt. Now.”
Han Sang-mi hiked up the hem of her skirt. Her panties and smooth thighs were exposed. The glass table gave Kang Geon a perfect, unobstructed view. At some point her shame had been completely overtaken by raw excitement. Lust boiled inside her like lava. It felt as if her skull was filled with thick semen instead of a brain.
“Haaah……”
Han Sang-mi exhaled a scorching breath. She didn’t care who—it could be anyone—she just wanted her cunt ruined. She popped open a button on her blouse, practically begging anyone to stare at her cleavage. Even she couldn’t explain why she was suddenly acting like this.
“Geon… touch me.”
“I’ll touch you after you take those tits out.”
“Yes……”
Han Sang-mi slid her bra down. Her full breasts spilled free, pink nipples already stiff. Kang Geon—the man who had trained Han Sang-mi into an obedient bitch—wore the cold face of a conqueror as he snapped a photo.
“Lift them up and come here.”
Covering her breasts with her arms, Han Sang-mi hurried to his side. A huge hand immediately slipped between her legs. Thick, rough fingers plunged into her soft, dripping pussy and stirred violently.
Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.
“Mmmh……”
Han Sang-mi ground her large breasts against Kang Geon’s thick forearm. His skilled fingers melted her so quickly that her upper body began to twist and tremble.
“Hngh……”
When the orgasm hit, Han Sang-mi clamped a hand over her mouth.
“Geon……”
She looked up at him with desperate, watery eyes. Her face burned crimson. Hot, sweet breaths leaked from her parted lips. A few strands of messy hair clung to her sweat-glistened forehead.
“What?”
“I feel like I’m going to die. Please fuck me already.”
“Want to go home?”
She nodded frantically.
Kang Geon stood. Han Sang-mi’s legs were so weak he had to support her the entire way. Once they reached the house, he collected his payment for helping her—mercilessly driving his massive cock into her cunt without the slightest hint of mercy.
The things Kang Geon ordered her to do grew progressively more extreme. Flashing her panties or breasts on crowded streets, sucking his cock in a movie theater, walking around with a remote vibrator buried inside her, outdoor sex in alleyways where anyone could walk by at any moment, dry-humping on an intercity bus—acts she would never have imagined before. She sometimes worried she was turning into nothing but a cheap rag, and the shame burned, but the moment Kang Geon thrust his cock into her a few times, bliss flooded her mind and every negative thought vanished.
Then there was her restored face. She could look in the mirror without flinching now, and simply seeing her own reflection made her happy.
“Let’s upload everything we’ve done so far online.”
“Geon… I can’t do that.”
“What?”
When Kang Geon’s face fell in disappointment, Han Sang-mi felt as if the world was collapsing. A cock-addicted whore who begged for male attention had just refused her man’s request. That was her final line in the sand. Everything they had done until now had been a private game between the two of them, using society and other people for their own pleasure. Uploading it online felt like stepping into an entirely different territory.
“Putting it on the internet just feels… wrong……”
Han Sang-mi watched Kang Geon’s expression like a guilty puppy.
“How is posting it online any different from everything we’ve already done?”
“It is different… so many people would see it… it makes me feel like an actual whore……”
“Is it so bad to show people what we enjoy?”
“N-no… that’s not what I mean……”
“It’s completely natural. You love cock and cum, don’t you?”
“Y-yes……”
“That’s why we fuck, right?”
“Y-yeah……”
“Then why is uploading the sex bad?”
Han Sang-mi couldn’t answer. She simply hung her head, unable to logically express the instinctive revulsion she felt.
“After everything I’ve given you, you’re telling me you can’t even do this much?”
“It’s not that… let’s do something else, okay?”
“I got revenge for you and gave you four billion won. Was that not enough? I never thought you were the ungrateful type, Sang-mi. Guess I was wrong about you.”
“Geon……”
“Let’s call it a night. Go home.”
Kang Geon turned and walked away without looking back. The moment he disappeared, the sky seemed to lose all color. Han Sang-mi staggered on her feet.
After that, Kang Geon never contacted her once. Han Sang-mi shut herself in a dark room, drowning in endless worry and regret.
He spent four billion won on me… and I couldn’t even grant him one simple request…
In just a few days, she began to crave his cock and cum so badly it hurt. She wanted to press her body against a man and moan like an animal. Masturbation did nothing to quench the obscene hunger.
I’m such a terrible bitch. It’s my fault. I loved doing all those things with Geon. I should apologize. I’ll apologize and do everything he asks. I’m just a perverted woman who loves cock and cum.
Driven insane by sexual frustration, Han Sang-mi finally discarded the last scraps of her pride as a woman. She dressed in the kind of outfit men loved—hot pants and a thin camisole—and went straight to Kang Geon’s house.
Ding-dong.
She rang the doorbell, but there was no answer. He didn’t pick up her calls either. She sent long messages, but they were only read—no reply. Han Sang-mi waited endlessly in front of his door, desperately thinking of ways to make him accept her again.
The moment she spotted him, she shot to her feet and ran.
Kang Geon smirked inwardly. Everything was going exactly as planned.
“Geon!”
“I didn’t call you. Why are you here?”
“I came to apologize. I’m so sorry. I’ll do whatever you want, just please don’t abandon me.”
“You’ll really do anything I say?”
“Yes! Yes! You wanted to upload it online, right? Post whatever you want!”
“Then take your tits out.”
Han Sang-mi instantly slid the straps off her shoulders. It was the desperate flailing of a woman who refused to be discarded by a man.
“Good. Follow me.”
“Okay.”
Kang Geon led her into his studio apartment. Fortunately for Han Sang-mi, they didn’t run into anyone along the way. Inside the room were obvious traces of the sex he had enjoyed with Lee Yu-na. Han Sang-mi desperately told herself those marks had nothing to do with her.
“Should I strip?”
“Take everything off and get on the bed.”
Han Sang-mi hurriedly shed her clothes and clung to him. The moment she felt his bare skin, happiness flooded every corner of her heart.
“You like it that much?”
“Yes. I thought I was going to die from wanting to suck your cock and drink your cum. Are you forgiving me now?”
“If you suck me well this time.”
“I’ll suck you so good.”
Han Sang-mi knelt between Kang Geon’s legs and faced his cock. How long had it been? Honey dripped from her eyes the moment she saw it. Craving his load, she worshipped his cock with genuine devotion—sucking the head with wet slurps, licking up the shaft, even taking his balls into her mouth and rolling them on her tongue.
She managed to make him cum in just five minutes. Pressing her lips tightly around the head, she swallowed every single drop as if she would never let any go to waste.
“Here too.”
Kang Geon rolled over and pointed at his asshole. Having already decided to throw away everything for a man’s attention, Han Sang-mi didn’t hesitate. She pressed her lips to his hole.
Slurp. Suck. Slurp. Suck.
“Push your tongue all the way inside.”
Her tongue—the part of her that should have been the cleanest—slid into the filthiest place. Kang Geon shuddered with pleasure at having turned the once-proud Han Sang-mi into such an obedient bitch.
After thoroughly licking every wrinkle of his asshole clean, she asked in a sweet voice, “Geon, how was it? Did you like it?”
“Not bad. Pretty good for your first time.”
“I’m so glad. I was worried I might do it wrong.”
“Come here. I’ll fuck you.”
“Yes!”
Han Sang-mi’s soft, feminine body wrapped around him like a vine.
“You’ll listen to me from now on, right?”
“I will. I’ll do anything. Just don’t throw me away.”
Her declaration of submission made Kang Geon’s cock throb rock-hard. He drove into her in one brutal thrust.
Squelch!
His cock claimed complete dominion over her pussy. Han Sang-mi, finally reunited with the cock she had craved for so long, screamed in pure ecstasy.
Kang Geon moved his hips a few times, then suddenly stopped. When the pleasure-starved Han Sang-mi tried to grind her hips in circles, he gripped her waist tightly, preventing her from moving.
“You’ll listen to everything I say from now on, right?”
“Yes! I’ll listen! So please hurry……”
“Even if I upload your sex videos online?”
“Y-yes……!”
She hated the idea of her face being seen. But she was too terrified of being abandoned again to refuse.
“And you’ll spread that cunt for my friends too?”
“Y-your… friends?”
“Yeah. My high-school buddies. You don’t want to?”
“I-it’s not that……”
“You love sex. You’re crazy about cock and cum. So I’m introducing you to several men for your sake. You’re saying you don’t want it? I’m doing all this for you.”
“N-no! I’ll do it! I’ll let your friends fuck me too!”
“Smart girl. There’s nothing wrong with being horny. You can’t help that you love cock, right?”
“That’s right… it’s not wrong.”
“Our little rag is so obedient. Cute. Here’s your reward.”
Kang Geon pulled his cock back until only the tip remained inside, then slammed it all the way in.
Slap!
“Kyaaaah!”
Every inch of her pussy was stimulated at once. Han Sang-mi thrashed wildly, drooling saliva and pussy juice everywhere as her hips convulsed.
“I’m going to fuck you to death today.”
“Yes! Kill me today! Wreck my cunt completely!”
Kang Geon began pistoning in earnest.
That’s right! I’m a woman who loves sex! What’s wrong with that? Not enjoying something this good would make me the idiot.
After fully rationalizing it to herself, Han Sang-mi took Kang Geon’s cock until she couldn’t get out of bed the next day.
Once Han Sang-mi was fully prepared, Kang Geon decided it was time to start sharing her. Giving her straight to people she knew would cause resistance, so he planned to start with strangers first. He set up a meeting with his high-school friends Kim Tae-san and Park Sun-woo.
Kim Tae-san was as big as his name suggested. He loved fighting and had trained in kickboxing, jiu-jitsu, and judo, turning himself into a walking mountain of muscle. He once dreamed of going pro, but after getting drunk and assaulting a pedestrian, he changed paths. These days he worked as a collector for an illegal loan company.
Park Sun-woo was handsome and had a silver tongue; girls had never been in short supply during their school days. He had even introduced several girls to Kim Tae-san and Kang Geon. Now he worked as an internet broadcaster.
They met at a private room in a bar where sex was allowed as long as they didn’t make too much noise.
“Geon, it’s been a while. College life’s changed you, man.”
“Yeah. Tae-san, you making good money collecting?”
“Don’t even get me started. I thought I was ruthless, but there are way worse psychos out there.”
“They shit themselves instead of paying you back?”
“How’d you know? When I demanded the money, one guy dropped his pants and took a shit right in the middle of the street.”
“What a fucking lunatic. If the job’s too hard, I can find you something better. Got a good offer lined up.”
“Nah, I’m good. Got something nice going already.”
“Since when do you turn down easy, comfortable work?”
“Heh heh heh. There’s this bitch who pays with her body when she can’t pay cash. I fuck her once and knock ten thousand off her debt.”
“If she’s selling her body, why borrow money in the first place?”
“There are tons of stupid bitches out there. But I got something even better.”
“What?”
“A married woman. Begged me not to tell anyone she borrowed money. Practically got on her knees.”
“So you fucked her? You did her?”
“Of course I did! Fuck, married pussy is so tight and juicy. Whenever I remember it I swing by for a quick raw fuck before I leave.”
“You’re living the dream, you bastard.”
The door slid open. Park Sun-woo walked in and sat down.
“I’m here! But why the hell did you pick a room bar? Let’s go to a club or something. Hunting’s impossible in a place like this.”
“Geon picked it, so ask him.”
“Geon, three guys in a room like this is gonna get us called fags. Let’s go somewhere else, quick.”
“Shut up and wait. I’ll show you something way better than hunting.”
“Ooh~ A girl? Is she hot?”
“Obviously a girl. Face is decent enough.”
“On what scale? Prettier than Hye-jeong?”
“Your ex? Yeah, prettier than her.”
“Oh shit. I’m getting excited now.”
The three friends who hadn’t met in a long time ordered soju and drank together, catching up.
“Geon. When’s this girl you mentioned getting here?”
“She’s almost here. Just wait a bit.”
“What’s her name? How old is she?”
“Han Sang-mi. She’s a year older than us.”
“What’s your relationship? Girlfriend?”
“Not that serious. But she does whatever I tell her.”
“If you told her to suck our cocks, would she do it?”
“She would.”
“Bullshit.”
“Wanna bet? What if she really does suck it?”
“I’ll let her suck mine. I fuck real good. Ahng! Ahng!”
“You’re insane.”
The door slid open again. Han Sang-mi had arrived.