Chapter 38: Choker
Chapter 38: Choker
"Then, from now on, I suppose I must teach you the manners befitting your station, Jaejin."
Lena looked down at my rock-hard cock. Having had my ejaculation delayed several times, it had become so sensitive that even her gaze felt like a stinging touch.
"Starting today, whenever we are alone like this, let's swap roles. Not as a Demon Lord Candidate and his assistant, but in a relationship of sexual subordination—as Master and pet dog."
"Ah... no, I can't just suddenly..."
No matter how much I had already tucked my tail between my legs for Lena, I felt a surge of resistance at being degraded into such an extreme relationship so abruptly. Noticing this, she pressed her body against mine and began to slowly stroke my cock.
"I won't do anything bad, of course. Think of it as a game we're playing just for tonight. What do you say?"
The sweet voice whispering in my ear and the sugary stimulation of my cock sabotaged my reason. As she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my head forward, my face was buried deep in her cleavage.
Savoring the soft texture of the nylon, I inhaled a lungful of her pheromones as my face was sandwiched between her massive breasts.
She knew all too well that if she tempted me like this, I would surrender to even the most unreasonable request.
"I'll... I'll call you that... Lena...-nim..."
"Good boy. I knew you were a smart child, Jaejin, and that you'd listen to your Noona."
Receiving praise while she stroked my hair filled me with a deep sense of joy. My brain was being tricked into thinking that saying these things was right—that it was something happy and wonderful.
"Then, as a reward, I'll let you ejaculate all over my thighs."
Lena lifted her knee to support my cock from below. As she used her hand to stroke it back and forth, rubbing it against her thighs, the urge to climax surged within me.
With her light hand movements and the varied textures assaulting my cock, all I could do was cling to her body and accept her touch.
The thigh-job—plump and satisfying to both body and soul—was a direct hit to my long-teased cock. Splurt, splurt. I fired my semen onto her pelvis, right where it met her thighs.
"Ah, to think you'd soil your Master's body with such thick cock-juice. I told you to ejaculate, I didn't say you could make such a mess. Hehe, I suppose a naughty doggy needs to be punished, right?"
She dipped a finger into the semen trickling down her thigh, tasted it, licked her lips, and then pushed me back toward the bed. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she made me kneel before her and extended her leg.
"Lick it. Since you're the one who made the mess, clean it up with your own tongue."
To lick the semen off her thighs... it was pure coercion. Even if told to do so, how many people could actually eat their own semen?
As I hesitated, wavering in indecision, she made another proposal.
"If you can't lick up the mess you made, I'll have to make you do something else. Here, if you lick this instead, I might forgive you."
She unclipped the garter belt and extended her right foot, now free of its stocking. As that slender, elegant, goddess-like foot was thrust toward me, I felt my heart stir.
Since she had just come out of the bath a short while ago, there was only a faint scent. Her foot, beautiful as an ideal sculpture, was far more appealing than the previous punishment.
No, it wasn't just appealing; it was...
As I held it tenderly with both hands and kissed her toes, a soft chuckle escaped Lena's lips. The excitement I felt was stronger than any shame, and my tongue wouldn't stop moving.
"Just how long have you been holding back your desire to lick your Master's feet? My doggy has quite the self-control, it seems. ♡"
Lena pressed the sole of her foot firmly against my face. Even as I was being stepped on, the sight of myself getting excited was foreign even to me. I never knew I had such a perverted fetish.
"Getting this worked up... isn't this a reward rather than a punishment? Ahaha, look at your cock, fully erect and wagging like a tail."
When she pressed down on my cock with her bare left foot, the dizzying sensation of the skin made my body twitch.
Every time she rubbed my cock back and forth, my body rejoiced at the maddening sense of depravity that came from having my vitals stepped on.
Even with my face being trodden upon, I continued to work my tongue until Lena's right foot was covered in my saliva. Of course, my own face was also soiled by the spit transferred from her foot.
"I told you to clean, but instead you've made it even filthier with your spit. Can't a doggy even do this much right? It seems you need more training. ♡"
Lena lowered her saliva-coated right foot and began to rub my cock. She wedged it between her big toe and second toe, using the saliva as lubricant. As she moved her foot rapidly, a stimulation far more intense than the stockinged left foot flooded over me.
Her free left foot took over the task of stepping on my face. The sensation of the sole—the same one that had just been treading on my cock—softly ravaging my face was an indescribable feeling.
Being toyed with by Lena's feet was shameful and humiliating. But looking at it another way, no one else in the world had earned the right to be toyed with by such beautiful, delicate feet.
To be trampled, toyed with, and insulted by her feet on both my face and my cock was a privilege reserved only for me, the one who received her affection.
Driven mad by depravity and shame, thoughts that were both logical and abnormal surged within me.
I knew it was wrong, but realizing how good it felt to indulge in those thoughts meant there was no hitting the brakes.
"To think you could look so happy while being stepped on by a woman's foot. You really are a born masochist."
At Lena's continued insults, my second ejaculation erupted. My cock, which had reached its limit while being crushed by her right foot, fired off at the trigger of her verbal abuse.
The semen poured onto the floor with intense force, eventually forming a small puddle. The ejaculation, seasoned with the spice of depravity, was so stimulating it made my head spin, leaving me with no strength to even move from my kneeling position.
Lena stood up from the bed and, putting her weight into it, stepped firmly on my cock as it basked in the afterglow of ejaculation.
As I groaned in a mix of pain and pleasure, she grabbed my head and shoved my face into her crotch, which was exposed by her lifted skirt.
The enclosed space between Lena's thighs wafted a scent and pheromones twice as thick as what I had tasted in her cleavage. I could feel the texture of her vaginal flesh through the thin nylon against my mouth.
"For a doggy who ejaculated from having his cock stepped on, I suppose this is a reward too? You'll have to lick your Master's pussy hard if you don't want to be abandoned. Now, do your best, doggy."
Abandoned. That casually tossed-out word felt more real than any of her insults. If she grew tired of me and threw me away like a used rag, what would I have left?
I had no home, no family, and no friends. At best, only Sinclair would remain. But would she take me in after I had been discarded by Lena? I couldn't be sure. I trusted Sinclair, but I still couldn't feel at ease.
Ultimately, all I had gained since coming here was this strange body; I had acquired nothing else, which was why I felt such terror at a passing remark.
"I like obedient doggies. Good, just like that... use your tongue a bit better."
I gripped her thighs to steady myself, pushed aside her tights, and desperately licked the exposed vaginal flesh. I didn't want to be abandoned. I wanted to prove my worth.
Every time I swirled my tongue deep inside, vaginal fluid leaked out. As I drank it all without leaving a drop, my excited cock expanded, and the pressure from her foot crushing it intensified accordingly.
In this chain of pleasure, my excitement rose boundlessly. As I worked my tongue, she seemed satisfied, as the fragrance she emitted grew even more enchanting.
Even as I grew short of breath and began to pant, I couldn't pull my face away. My fear was replaced by arousal, and like a bee seeking a flower, I pressed my mouth tightly against Lena's petals.
"I should give a prize to a doggy who works so hard, shouldn't I? Now, go...!"
The sensation of her bare foot vanished, replaced instantly by the smooth touch of her stocking running along my cock. She stroked the long rod in a sliding motion.
Intoxicated by the sudden change in texture, the rapid footwork, and the deepening scent of lust, my cock vomited semen once again.
Splurt, splurt. The semen shot toward the floor with a force that showed no sign of waning. The puddle of semen from before grew even larger.
"Ahhat! ♡ To think all this semen with such powerful abilities is being wasted like this. Did you enjoy defeat-ejaculating to your Master's foot that much?"
Mocking me as she looked at the undeniable traces of my surrender and ejaculation, Lena lifted her skirt and looked at my face, which had been trapped in the confined space of a Lust Demon's crotch.
My hair was a mess, my face was melted with pleasure, my mouth was smeared with saliva and vaginal fluid, and tear tracks remained on my cheeks.
"Oh... did you cry?"
Startled by my appearance, Lena hurriedly met my eyes, pulled me into her arms, and looked at me.
"Jaejin, was it very hard for you? I'm sorry, I didn't realize... I think I just got carried away on my own."
"Lena... are you really going to throw me away if I become useless...?"
"Ah, I didn't think you'd take that to heart... No. Even if the heavens were to fall, I will stay by your side, Jaejin. I must have made you very anxious... I'm sorry."
Lena hugged my trembling body. It was the warm, affectionate embrace I had craved so much whenever I felt anxious since I was a child.
Of all the embraces we'd shared while our bodies were joined since I came here, this one was the most stabilizing and warm.
"I suppose we should stop here for today...?"
I shook my head at Lena, who was trying to end things after seeing my condition.
"No... my body hasn't calmed down yet... I want to do more with Lena..."
"My, my! ♡ You've become so much more spoiled since your body got smaller. Then, even though it's a bit early, shall I give my honest Jaejin a reward?"
With a full smile, Lena pulled a choker out from the luggage on the table and fastened it around my neck. It was a plain black choker with no particular distinguishing features.
"I had this specially designed and made for you, Jaejin. It looks like an ordinary choker, but if I infuse it with mana like this..."
Mana flowed from her fingertips into the choker. In the mirror, the choker acted as a catalyst for a transformation, turning into a leather collar with a buckle.
"It turns into a collar that marks this doggy as mine. I designed it so you can wear it normally without drawing suspicion, but do you like it?"
A symbol that my body belonged to the tall, blonde, busty succubus standing right next to me in the mirror.
At this sign of faith—that she wouldn't discard me or leave me alone—my cock stood tall and erect before I even knew it.
"I like it... Lena-nim."
The woman in the mirror looked satisfied at the sight of the male rejoicing while wearing a dog collar on his naked body, and she wrapped her arms around him from behind.
She had said it was a game for today only when I agreed, but it seemed she had no intention of keeping it that way.
Even though I realized that, I had no intention of taking off the collar, nor did I intend to end this today.
I realized today, with both my body and soul, that there was no going back to how things were before.
"Then let's end the foreplay here, and your Master will give you some feel-good milking sex in bed. ♡"