Chapter 57: Training the Haughty Idol
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 57: Training the Haughty Idol
“Hngh…!”
I didn’t know about anything else, but Yoon Ji-yeon’s resistance was at its fiercest when I kissed her.
Was it because she had a boyfriend?
Perhaps she reacted this way because the act of kissing itself is a romantic gesture that confirms the love between partners.
That only made it more arousing.
“Stop… get your face away from me…!”
When she rejected me that violently, it only made me want to keep going.
Above all, I loved hearing the moans escaping from the haughty idol who used to look down on me.
“Slurp. Pwah…”
I held the resisting Ji-yeon and kissed her forcefully, only pulling my lips away after a long while.
A string of saliva connected my lips to hers.
My mouth was filled with her sweet scent.
“How does it compare to kissing Kim Min-hyuk?”
“Are you seriously asking me that? You’re disgusting… Min-hyuk Oppa isn't like this.”
Ji-yeon wiped her lips with the back of her hand as she answered.
Seeing as her expression was still fierce, it seemed a mere kiss wasn't enough to break her spirit.
She certainly had a lot of pride, making her difficult to handle.
But time was on my side.
I hugged Ji-yeon from behind and spoke as I stripped off the rest of her clothes.
“It’s no use resisting.”
“…….”
Ji-yeon glared at me coldly without a word.
Did she know that a defiant gaze like that actually turned a man on even more?
I gave her smooth thighs a lingering, lewd touch and spoke.
“Just give up and leave your body to me. I’ll make you feel good.”
“Stop talking bullshit! You’re just a blackmailer!”
Ji-yeon said, pushing me away with her hands.
“You look like someone who’s never even had a girlfriend… how are you going to satisfy anyone?”
That was something I couldn't just let slide.
The fact that I actually didn't have a girlfriend made the jab sting even more.
I shifted my posture to educate this insolent idol who kept trying to provoke me.
I pulled Ji-yeon into a tight embrace from behind and began to knead those soft, beautiful breasts.
Squeeze, squeeze.
“Well, you’ll find out soon enough.”
<The 'Lewd Touch' trait has been activated.>
I might not have had a girlfriend, but I had the hand techniques I’d honed while taking turns with the other members.
I’d learned how to make a woman feel good in my own way, and I even had skills to back it up.
With that confidence, I tightened my grip.
“Hngh…!”
Yoon Ji-yeon struggled in my arms as I applied enough pressure to crush her breasts.
She pretended to hate it, but honest moans escaped her lips the moment I massaged her chest.
Squeeze, squeeze!
I put strength into my hands as if I were wringing them out.
Now, I indulged myself, kneading her breasts exactly how I wanted.
“W-wait! If you rub them that hard…!”
“Shut up.”
I locked her in a tight back-hug with both arms so she couldn't resist.
While kneading her breasts, I mercilessly tormented her nipples with my fingers.
I toyed with the breasts of a girl group member whose stage costumes rarely showed skin due to her cold, elegant, lady-like image.
“Ugh… stop… it hurts….”
I had no intention of letting her off, even if she begged.
I slid one hand down and placed my fingers on Yoon Ji-yeon’s clit.
To show her who held the upper hand, I stimulated her erogenous zone with a rubbing motion.
“Hnghhhh!!?”
The simultaneous stimulation of her nipples and clit.
Watching Yoon Ji-yeon’s body begin to twitch, I put even more effort into my touch.
“If it feels good, say so.”
“Ngh. Shut up….”
Yoon Ji-yeon replied coldly.
I licked the nape of the neck of this idol who was acting as prickly as a haughty princess.
Perhaps because she was nervous, she tasted slightly of sweat.
The elegant line of Yoon Ji-yeon’s neck.
I licked every inch of her beautiful shoulders as well.
This was the skin of an idol whose appearance was so elegant, luxurious, and sophisticated that she was chosen as a brand model and ambassador for world-famous luxury companies.
I couldn't stop licking her.
“Haah… stop licking me….”
“I can’t stop. You taste too fucking good.”
“Always saying such vulgar things….”
“Should I lick here too?”
I thrust my tongue into Yoon Ji-yeon’s ear.
She had been keeping her eyes tightly shut, but she clearly hadn't expected my tongue to delve inside her ear; her waist jerked and trembled. Slowly, I spent a long time working on her, licking every nook and cranny of her body so she could adjust to my foreplay.
And then.
“Hngh!?”
When I gave her clit a sharp pinch, Ji-yeon straightened her legs and curled her toes.
“It hurts!! Stop it….”
“I didn't even pinch that hard. Don't be a baby.”
“Hngh… you bastard….”
Slap!
I struck Ji-yeon’s butt.
“I told you to call me Master. And have you forgotten that you’re being blackmailed right now?”
“Why do you keep doing this….”
“Because you’re hot, obviously.”
There were plenty of other reasons, of course.
But I had no reason to explain them, so I simply watched her reaction while continuing to torment her clit.
By now, she looked like she didn't even have the composure to hide her moans.
Her clit had been stimulated for over five minutes.
Her erogenous zones, like her clit and nipples, had long since become stiff and erect, and her expression—fortified by cold, haughty pride—was on the verge of shattering.
I took Ji-yeon’s earlobe into my mouth and sucked gently.
Slurp.
“Hngh… haah….”
Ji-yeon let out a sweet moan.
As if melting and eating ice, I tasted every inch of the elegant idol’s body.
The look of shame on her face when I sucked her armpits was particularly exquisite.
“Why are you licking there… it’s dirty….”
“Because it’s delicious. Though it does taste a bit like sweat.”
“Kugh….”
Yoon Ji-yeon glared at me, but the venom in her expression had faded compared to before.
I pinned her arms above her head and spoke.
“Call me Master. Again.”
“Why do you keep making me say that?”
“I want to hear you say it while you’re like this.”
Currently, Yoon Ji-yeon was lying on the bed with her arms stretched upward.
Naturally, she couldn't cover her nipples or breasts, and all the shameful and vulnerable parts of a female, like her armpits and navel, were completely exposed.
Perhaps due to the fact that all her weaknesses were exposed to a man, Ji-yeon’s porcelain skin had turned a flushed, moist red.
“Why do you want me to call you Master? Do you have a fetish for that kind of thing?”
She still hated calling me Master, but I was the one holding the knife.
“Call me Master twenty times. Until then, I’m going to keep sucking your armpits.”
“What kind of bullshit is….”
“Starting now.”
After pinning her arms up, I lowered my head to those elegant, flesh-toned armpits.
Ah, they smelled so fucking erotic.
Unable to help myself, I pressed my lips against them and began to lick.
Whether from the shame of my tongue touching such a private part of her body, Ji-yeon’s face turned beet red as she desperately twisted and struggled.
But my tongue didn't stop.
Lick, lick.
Ji-yeon’s armpits were already filled with her feverish body heat and the sweet scent of sweat.
I sucked her armpits to my heart's content with a thick, wet tongue.
“S-stop it…!”
“Then hurry up and do it.”
Forced to surrender her armpits to me, Ji-yeon finally began to carry out my instruction with a flushed face.
“Master. Master. Master. Master….”
“Slurp. Schlick. Slorp.”
While she called me Master twenty times, I continued to suck her armpits.
Slurp, schlick… slorp…
“Master. Master. Master…”
The wet, squelching sounds of me sucking her armpits and the sound of Ji-yeon desperately calling me Master overlapped and echoed through the motel room.
By the time she finally reached twenty, both of her armpits were soaking wet with my saliva.
“Thanks for the meal.”
“Kugh….”
Ji-yeon jerked her head away, her expression showing she didn't know what to do with her shame.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and sucked her nipple as a palate cleanser before speaking.
“Look at how your pussy is dripping wet. How lewd.”
“Who… when did I….”
Ji-yeon pressed her legs together to hide the changes in her body.
Sensing that she was reaching her limit, I took off my pants as well.
Slide.
“O-oh….”
Ji-yeon’s eyes began to tremble as she saw the pillar spring forth from my underwear.
I thrust my already hardened cock right in front of Ji-yeon’s nose. Her nostrils flared slightly, as if she could smell my thick scent.
“Hngh. What are you doing….”
“Suck it.”
I gave the command casually.
Yoon Ji-yeon glared at me as if I were talking nonsense, but I remained nonchalant.
Eventually, her lips parted.
“I don't want to….”
“You don't? Then I’ll just shove it inside.”
“S-stop! Wait a minute!”
When I moved as if to immediately initiate penetration, Ji-yeon hurriedly stopped me.
“I’ll do it. I’ll do it, so….”
“Do what? Say it clearly.”
“I’ll suck it for you… so don't put it in down there. I can satisfy you with my mouth, right?”
I could feel her disgust toward me in her expression.
Even so, I could feel her intense will to not surrender her virginity to someone like me.
Watching Ji-yeon beg me not to penetrate her, I let out a smirk.
“Well, if Ji-yeon’s mouth-pussy feels better, there’s no need to go inside. Shall we see?”
Ji-yeon bit her lip hard and knelt beside the bed.
I made her move between my legs and presented my cock. Ji-yeon’s brows furrowed as she saw my dick, already dripping pre-cum from the slit of the head in anticipation.
“Ugh….”
“Hurry up.”
“I know, so don't rush me.”
With those words, Ji-yeon slowly lowered her head.