What a Thoroughly Rotten Human You Are
After a long stretch of explaining everything that had happened over the course of the day, Bok-soon nodded as she took in every word.
"So, in other words — you ran into Miss Jeom-soon purely by chance, and at that moment you just so happened to be naked because you'd been making a baby with Senior Cheon A-rang. Miss Jeom-soon, startled by that, tried to punish you, only for a post-rigor-mortis minotaur to just so happen to shred her suit, after which she just so happened to slip and launch into a Flying Kkanf Pussy maneuver… and the place her pussy was flying toward just so happened to be where you had your cock standing at attention?"
"Mm-hmm, that's exactly it. I was just standing there trembling like a hotteok shop on fire, and Jeom-soon came flying in of her own free will and went nom on my dick! Looking at how you're talking, sounds like you've got it completely figured out!"
When I'd first told her about what happened with Jeom-soon, she'd been staring at me with a face that said What kind of absolute nonsense is this bastard spouting right now? — but now she stood with her arms folded, eyes closed, nodding along.
Looking at her like that, I figured there was no need to explain any further.
"Figured out, my ass! Say something that actually makes sense!"
"Huh?"
Contrary to my expectations, Bok-soon bellowed that it wasn't even funny, then immediately started thrashing her tits around and slapping me across the face with them.
"You crazy bastard — I got curious how far you'd take the bullshit, so I sat there and listened quietly, and now you're just spinning lies without end! Lies so ridiculous even a passing Freyja wouldn't believe them!"
"…So Freyja ranks about the same as a passing dog?"
"That's how completely unfunny this is! Park Jeom-soon of Nightfall… no, Ellarien — do you have any idea what kind of elf she is, that you'd feed her a lie this transparent?!"
"What kind of elf…?"
Could it be that Jeom-soon, like Bok-soon, was some highly prestigious celebrity in elven society?
I shot a skeptical glance at Jeom-soon, who was still nestled in my arms wringing the last of the cum from my cock — and Bok-soon, jealous, cracked me with another tit-slap as she snapped, "Where do you think you're looking?!" before continuing.
"Never mind the claim that Miss Jeom-soon came to you first and offered up her pussy — the part about slipping in a puddle of blood at her feet is already laughable. Do you know how thorough and perfect Miss Jeom-soon is in everything she does?!"
"Thorough and perfect in everything? Hmm… well, sure, even now she's thoroughly wringing my cock and getting me hard, and it's making me — eugh?!"
"I told you to look at me!"
Slap—♡
Her tits were especially vicious today.
Clutching my stinging cheek, I lifted my head back toward Bok-soon, who snorted and pressed on.
"Now, listen carefully. Nightfall is a noble house of ancient lineages that has guarded us elves from the shadows of history for generations. Among elves, it is a great house among great houses, praised nearly as highly as our own proud House Silvanel!"
"What, so Jeom-soon was a young lady of a prestigious house too?"
"Ooohk…♡"
This breeding sow, currently clenching her pussy every time Senior Seo-rin poked her clit with a finger?
"You're looking away again!"
"Eughk?!"
Slap—♡
As I stared at Jeom-soon in disbelief, Bok-soon cracked me with another merciless tit-slap and continued.
"Ahem. As you said, Miss Jeom-soon is indeed a young lady of a prestigious house! She fully mastered the Nightfall family's famously brutal secret martial arts by the age of fifteen, and even then she remained utterly devoted to her studies — a genius among geniuses, lacking nothing in the phrase 'master of both pen and sword.' Her abilities were so recognized she was scouted as a maid by the Crimson family… What is it? Why are you suddenly raising your hand? Do you have a question?"
"No. I just find it amazing that you of all people are calling someone a genius. You barely ever praise anyone, and here you are going on and on with your mouth practically watering. That's why."
As I said it, I tried to sneak another glance toward Jeom-soon — and Bok-soon hurriedly pressed on.
"W-well of course she's not as good as me! If she'd been a genius on my level, she would have entered Korea University instead of Goguryeo University!"
"That's true enough. If she had that much academic talent, who'd go to Goguryeo U over Korea U? Right, Jeom-soon?"
"Ooohk♡"
Instead of answering, Jeom-soon clenched her pussy with everything she had.
She clearly wanted to say something, but Freyja's merciless hands were gripping and tormenting her breasts with a flap-flap♡, and she couldn't get the words out.
"Anyway, among elves, Miss Jeom-soon is called a perfect superhuman and a career woman. Famous for completing every task given to her with that uniquely expressionless face of hers, without the slightest emotional disturbance…"
"Expressionless face?"
"Nngh♡ Nnghoooooh♡"
Spurtsss—♡
"Yes! With that uniquely expressionless face of hers…?"
"I-I'm going again. Going again with my pussy♡ Showing off how I fawn over the cock that seeds me as I go♡"
"E-expressionless…"
"Nngooooohk♡"
"Expressio— damn it, you fucking bastard! How hard have you been pounding her to reduce an elf to this state?!"
"Eughk?!"
Slaaap—♡
Bok-soon cracked my cheek with another merciless tit-slap, then — as the blow spun my head around — slammed her other heavy breast into the cheek she'd just turned toward her.
"Her tits are forming the shape of infinity (∞)… th-this is the Tit Psi-Roll?! Eughk?!"
"No wonder I thought it was strange I didn't recognize Miss Jeom-soon right away! We clearly met at my mother Lee Baek-soon's banquet! Back then she was a dark elf so cold you'd wonder if pricking her with a needle would even draw a single drop of blood — who could have imagined she'd be oinking away with the face of a cock-crazed breeding sow?! Recognizing her at a glance would have been the weird part!"
"I'm telling you, this is all a misunderstanding! I didn't do this because I wanted to either! A-A-rang! Ask A-rang?!"
Apparently determined to thrash me thoroughly, Bok-soon began whipping her watermelon-sized breasts at my face with dizzying weaving footwork, her voice thick with fury.
"Hmph! Do you think I'm so stupid I didn't already ask Senior Cheon A-rang? The answer was already decided, so… I simply saw no need to bother asking!"
"No? Husband's telling the truth, though?"
"What? Hu-husband… I mean, wh-what did you just say?!"
"Phew…"
At last the Tit Psi-Roll stopped. Bok-soon's eyes went round as saucers as she turned to Senior A-rang.
"You're saying… this is true? So Miss Jeom-soon… just like this crazy bastard claimed, went Flying Elf Pussy straight onto his cock…?"
"Yeah. Even I was shocked when I first saw it. Who would've imagined a lucky sukebe moment could actually happen in real life?"
"So Seung-yong wasn't just making that up on the spot?!"
Unable to believe what she was hearing, Bok-soon bounced up in place and turned to me.
"That's what I've been saying. I heard it straight from Jeom-soon herself. That whole thing you mentioned — about never showing any emotional disturbance — she told me herself she did that to keep that weird constitution of hers from activating."
"Even if the world these days is a complete circus, is… is something like that even possible?!"
"Nnghoooh♡ Ooohk♡ Cock… cock, a little more…♡"
I nodded and asked Jeom-soon to say something, but all she did was clench her pussy tighter.
Apparently, for the moment, she just wanted to keep savoring the cum and the cock filling her womb.
"So that means… this ridiculous training was also…?"
"If that constitution of hers kicks in again during the upcoming Grand Festival, we're screwed. So we need to train her in this direction."
"And Miss Jeom-soon agreed to this?"
"That's right. So help me out a little, will you?"
"Haaah… ugh, what am I even supposed to say to this?"
Even after hearing the whole story, she still struggled to accept it. Dropping the young-lady act entirely, Bok-soon let out a deep sigh.
She clearly hadn't swallowed it all — but at least she wasn't cracking me with tit-slaps and yelling at me to stop lying. Rubbing my cheeks, still stinging from the Tit Psi-Roll, I sat Jeom-soon up in my arms.
"Alright then. Now that you two are here, shall we resume Jeom-soon's training?"
"What? Miss Jeom-soon is still completely dazed and lost on your cock."
"Exactly. We train her while she's like this — so she can fall even more perfectly into being a breeding sow."
"Ugh. What a thoroughly rotten human you are♡"
The words came out as if she were looking at the most irredeemable man alive — but Bok-soon herself was a masochistic breeding sow second to none when it came to filthy acts. And the fact that this was outdoor exhibitionist training, where anyone might walk by at any moment, had her thoroughly worked up. She promptly handed me the leashes connected to Seo-rin's and Freyja's dog collars, and then—
Click—♡
"Proud House Silvanel…? Wh-what are you doing? Why are you putting a dog collar on yourself…?"
"Hooooh♡ We've all fallen for a thoroughly rotten sex maniac, haven't we♡ And don't call me Silvanel — call me Bok-soon. Lately I've been hearing 'Bok-soon, Bok-soon' so much from everyone around me that it's become more familiar♡"
Having fastened the dog collar around her own neck, Bok-soon immediately dropped to all fours like a dog, then languidly licked her lips as she gazed at Jeom-soon, who was staring back at her with wide, startled eyes.