Where Does a Doll Breathe?
I'd been fondling her breasts, and it was about time to move on to the next request. I laid my senior down on the sofa for a moment and headed for the cardboard box.
Everything I needed to carry out the request was already packed inside. I pulled out an electric dildo and a roll of black electrical tape, then walked back to where she lay.
This dildo's different from the one I used yesterday.
Yesterday's had been pink. This one was shaped like an actual cock — flesh-colored, complete with wrinkles rendered in unnerving detail. It looked almost grotesque. A cord ran from the flat base, and at the end of that cord was a button to switch the thing on.
I pressed it. A low whir filled the room, and the dildo came alive at once, writhing from side to side in a distinctly unsettling motion.
She must have heard it, because her inner voice reached me.
Ah, the dildo. Yesterday felt so good I ended up asking for it again. Hehe.
Ah......
Come to think of it, yesterday I'd tied her up in a bizarre position, jammed dildos into her pussy and her mouth, and locked her in the closet. I'd fallen asleep like that until morning, then overslept — and packed her into the box still bound, without even untying her properly.
Which means......
Yesterday, she'd spent well over ten hours restrained with dildos buried in both holes. What's more, I hadn't even known it was her. I'd boxed her up exactly as she was. And she was telling me that situation had felt good.
Her fetishes really were warped, I thought. Though I had a feeling hers had warped me a little, too.
I'd already heard it in her thoughts, but my senior appeared to be an extreme masochist. She wanted me to sit on her, wanted to be raped — that sort of thing. At any rate, she was a deviant who wanted to be handled roughly. That much was clear.
This was only a guess, but maybe that was exactly why she'd disguised herself as a doll and come to me in the first place. After all, I'd been using her however I pleased this whole time, thinking she was a real doll.
And I decided that couldn't change. Honestly, I hadn't known any of this until now — but after hearing her inner voice, I'd realized she was a mage who'd gone completely off the rails. A lunatic of a mage, in the truest sense. She'd said that if I found out, she'd be so mortified she'd take me down with her in a double suicide. That said it all.
So I needed to act as if I still had no idea. Granted, unless I forcibly peeled the doll suit off her, there was no way I'd know the person inside was my senior. But what could I do? She didn't want to leave even the slightest clue. Which meant the only thing I could do was behave the way I always had — the way I had back when I still thought there was no one inside this real doll at all.
So back then, I would have......
Dildo in hand, I approached her with a blank expression. She hadn't moved at all — just lay on her side on the sofa, for all the world like an actual doll. I sat down on top of her, settling my full weight onto her stomach with a heavy thump.
Ghhhk!! My— my stomach's being crushed!!
With my other hand I grabbed the remote and flipped through the TV channels, checking if there was anything on. I'd done this before. Plenty of times, in fact — too lazy to move the doll out of the way, I'd just sat on her and mashed her into the cushions. Sometimes I'd even used those breasts as a pillow.
Still watching TV with that same indifferent face, I shoved the dildo into her mouth.
Mmph!! Mmmphh!! W-wait, Jihuun!
I started twisting the dildo around, stirring the inside of her mouth. I kept at it with the air of someone idly rummaging around in a doll's mouth — an expression that made it perfectly clear the request itself wasn't giving me any sexual thrill at all. That was probably exactly the kind of treatment that satisfied her.
"This is a little uncomfortable."
I said it in a bored, offhand tone, and her inner voice came back.
Ah, ah, J-Jihun's treating me completely like a doll! Mmmph!!
So this was the right approach after all. I pushed the dildo even deeper into her mouth, then started pumping it in and out.
Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!
Once I'd buried it as deep as it would go, I taped it in place with the electrical tape so it couldn't slip out.
Mmmphh!!
Then I shifted my position. Still crushing her underneath me, I rolled onto my side and propped my chin on my hand, using her stomach as a rest. I pressed down, just to see.
Nnggghhk!! My st-stomach!!
It was no different from what I'd always done — but knowing she was thinking these things while I did it was strangely arousing. I was clearly picking up far too much of her fetish.
I sat back up from my reclining position and grabbed her by the armpits, lifting her into the air. She was heavy for a doll, light for a person, so I raised her easily. Or rather — I'd awakened, so I could lift her even more easily than before.
Haaaah......
She hung limp, as if the pain had knocked the sense right out of her. It could have been an act, but her inner voice told me it wasn't.
I looked down at the doll hanging its head with that same peaceful little smile, and thought about the next request.
The next request was definitely......
Put a black bag over her head and have sex? Now that was a uniquely peculiar taste.
I set her back down on the sofa and headed for the box.
I was about to pull out the plastic bag, the dog collar, and the last of the materials — a photograph of a woman — when my hand froze.
This is......
The woman in the photo was Senior Seolhwa herself. A face so expressionless it was almost cold, those large blue eyes staring straight into the camera.
She's not even trying to hide it at this point.
It wasn't as if photographs of Senior Seolhwa were easy to come by. But I had to play dumb again. I gathered everything up and walked back to where she lay on the sofa.
Come to think of it......
If I put this plastic bag over her head, wouldn't that give away that she was breathing? No — wait. How was she even breathing in the first place?
I looked at the doll's face. Enormous anime-like eyes, a tiny little nose. Right. That tiny nose was the problem. I examined it closely, but no matter how I looked, I couldn't find any nostrils.
So where the hell is she breathing from?
The inside of her mouth was lined with a rubber membrane like a condom, so she couldn't be breathing through there. That meant it had to be the nose. And yet...
Heheh, J-Jihun~ huuurry~
"Hmm......"
Well, she must have thought this through if she'd sent a request like this. Without giving it much more thought, I pulled the black plastic bag over her head, then fastened the dog collar around her neck, sealing it shut. I watched her for a moment.
The bag didn't inflate even a little. So there definitely weren't any air holes in the head. She'd clearly prepared some other method. In that case, all I had to do was proceed without worrying about it.
I grabbed her by the armpits, lifted her up, and drove my fully swollen cock into her pussy.
Nngh, nnghk! I-it's in......
Still holding that position, I taped her photograph onto the bag-wrapped face. Seeing Senior Seolhwa's photo stuck to the plastic bag gave me a strange feeling — as if it were announcing that the woman with a black bag over her head and a dog collar around her neck was, in fact, Senior Seolhwa. Which, of course, she actually was......
That was when it happened.
I-I can't breathe! H-hurry up and start thrusting, Jihun!
Huh?
Breathe? Was she suffocating? But why...... I'd already confirmed there were no air holes in the head.
Wait.
No. Don't tell me......
My gaze dropped to her pussy — to the place where my cock was buried. Just to be sure, I lifted her slightly and pulled out, and she reacted immediately.
Hah! Hahh...... I-I thought I was going to die.
You've got to be kidding me......
Hearing her inner voice, I was almost certain. My senior's breathing hole was in her pussy.
That explains it......
The opening of her pussy, like her mouth, was lined with rubber. The rubber covering her mouth was a thin membrane, the kind used in condoms — but the rubber lining her pussy was thicker. Somewhere in that thicker layer, there was probably an air hole connected to her nose.
It's amazing I never noticed anything weird until now.
No — actually, when I'd thrust into her pussy, I hadn't felt anything unusual on my cock at all. If her pussy were a breathing hole, I should have felt something while I was fucking her.
Wait a second......?
Then was there another air hole? Somewhere besides inside her pussy?
I examined her closely for a moment. And what caught my eye was the doll's clitoris.
Ah......
I understood it on instinct. That clitoris was her other breathing hole. When I'd put my cock in and held the doll against me, that would have gotten blocked too.
Well, damn......
I wasn't sure whether to call it ingenious. It was remarkable that she'd built the doll suit this way just to hide the fact that there was a person inside. And when we had sex, she was probably just enduring a certain amount of asphyxiation. Being an Awakened, her lung capacity wasn't even comparable to a normal person's. As one of the highest-ranking Awakened, she could probably last twenty minutes without breathing.
W-why aren't you putting it in?
Ah......
I'd apparently been standing still for too long. I drove my cock back into her pussy in one stroke.
Nnh! Hyaah! Ah! S-suddenly!
Still gripping her by the armpits, I started shaking her hard, up and down. I bounced her without the slightest consideration, the way you'd handle a doll. I could do this partly because she was light — but also because I'd awakened, and my strength had increased.
I watched her head loll helplessly back and forth as I kept fucking her.