Eden - Kkotnim
Thwack!!!
“Keuk!!”
“Keuhang!!”
When I pulled my hips back, the flesh inside her asshole clung to my cock and came out with it. Kkotnim’s asshole was flushed a deep, angry red. I’d already dumped two loads of cum into that hole and was now ramming through for the third time. Cum seeped out from the tight seal where cock and asshole met, dripping steadily onto the bedsheets. I smacked both of her ass cheeks with open palms, slap after slap.
“Pussy tasted like absolute garbage, but this asshole’s fucking killer. Now that it’s my personal fuckhole, keep it scrubbed spotless… huh?”
“Haa…! Haa…! Haa…!”
“Why so quiet, you fucking bitch?!”
With my cock buried to the hilt in her ass, I slapped her cheeks again. Her ass jiggled under the blows.
“You bastard… I’m gonna kill you…”
“Heh… talking shit. You fucking bitch… let’s see how long that crap keeps coming out of that mouth.”
I clenched my jaw, jammed both thumbs into her asshole, and wrenched it open as wide as it would go. Then I drove my utility-pole cock straight back into Kkotnim’s ass with everything I had. Thighs slammed against ass, the wet, brutal friction loud in the room. The bitch’s head snapped up; her whole body convulsed.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaah…!!!”
“Heh… trying to black out again? Not a chance…”
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head all the way back. Her eyes had rolled white, foam drooling from the corners of her mouth. I flung her head down hard and kept pounding without missing a beat. The urge to cum was climbing fast. I pulled out until only the head was still inside, then slammed forward. Cock and asshole locked together as I buried myself to the root. I felt the load surge from the base of my balls, race up the shaft, and blast out the tip in thick, powerful spurts.
“Keuk…!”
Kkotnim stayed completely limp, unconscious, as her asshole swallowed every drop shooting from my cock.
“Hey. Bring me a glass of water.”
“Yes, oppa…!”
Still buried root-deep in her ass, I shifted just enough to fish out a cigarette, stuck it between my lips, and lit it quietly. Then I started rolling my hips again in slow, deliberate strokes. My utility-pole cock, still rock-hard, slid in and out of Kkotnim’s cum-stuffed asshole. I took a deep drag and blew the smoke straight into the bitch’s hole. Every thrust forced more of the cum inside her out through the stretched rim, running down her thighs.
“Here, oppa…!”
“Yeah. Pour it in my mouth.”
“Yes…!”
Mi-ho tipped the cup and poured. I gulped it down and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Flicking ash from the cigarette, I went right back to wrecking the unconscious Kkotnim’s asshole with my pole-thick cock.
“Film me fucking this bitch and send it to the chat.”
“Yes, oppa…!”
I fucked her ass again and again, not giving a single shit whether she lived or died.
“Haang!! Heung!! Kyaaaaang!! Haaang!!”
Sweat soaked every inch of her body. The skin around Kkotnim’s asshole had gone past red into deep, bruised purple. I’d lost count of how many times I’d cum in that hole. I remembered five, then stopped keeping track. The clock on the wall already read past noon. I’d shown up around five, so that made seven straight hours of fucking her without a break. The bitch was holding out better than expected, though. Every time I asked if she was ready to become my fucktoy she refused to say yes. She wasn’t threatening to kill me anymore, but she still wouldn’t admit she was mine. From the way she was reacting, she’d clearly gotten hooked on the utility-pole cock… but my own dick was finally starting to hit its limit.
I gave Mi-ho a small gesture. She understood at once, slipped a cigarette between my lips, and lit it for me. I took a long drag and blew the smoke across the back of Kkotnim’s head.
“Still not enough? Huh?”
“Heuang!! Aang…! Haat!! Keung…! Haa…!”
“Guess the Ace of a handjob parlor didn’t get that title for free… I’ll give you that much.”
“Haa…! Haa…!”
I pulled my utility-pole cock free of her asshole. The urge to cum had been building again, but another load wasn’t going to get me the answer I wanted. My cock sprang out, still rock-hard and glistening with cum. Kkotnim’s hole stayed gaped open, refusing to close after hours of being stretched around my dick. The cum that had been packed inside her poured out in a sudden gush.
“I’ve still got work tonight, so I’m gonna crash for a few hours… This your place?”
“Yes…! Oppa…!”
“Alright. I’m gonna sleep like the dead—wake me around five. We’ll grab food and head in together.”
“Yes…! Just a second…! I’ll make up the bed for you…!”
“Forget the bed. Just knock this bitch out and swap the sheet. You’re sleeping next to me too.”
“Huh…? But… Dambi unnie…”
“I let you freeload a free pussy fuck. Least you can do is pay me back a little. From today on, take it easy. No more running errands like a servant.”
“Yes…!”
“You fucking bitch, how long are you gonna stay like that? Get up!”
I gave Kkotnim’s ass a rough shove while she was still locked in the doggy position. She didn’t budge an inch.
“…Give it…”
“What?”
“…Put it in…”
“Speak up. Can’t hear you.”
“Fuck me! Fuck me!! Fuck meeeee!!!”
Her ass started thrashing wildly.
“Heh… Thought you didn’t want to be a fucktoy? So why the hell should I fuck you? Stick it in yourself, you fucking bitch! Where’s the bathroom?”
“This way…! Oppa…!”
I followed Mi-ho. Something suddenly seized my arm and spun me around.
“Fuck me!! Fuck me!! You fucking bastard!!”
“Jesus, has this crazy bitch lost it… Let go.”
“I said fuck me, you piece of shit!!”
Kkotnim grabbed my cum-slick cock and started jerking it like a madwoman. I folded my arms and just stared down at her.
“Then say it. Who does this pussy and this asshole belong to?”
“Mine.”
“Still not trained enough. Hands off the cock, you fucking bitch.”
“This cock is mine! Give it back!”
She squeezed and twisted my dick like she was wringing it out.
“You crazy bitch! I said let go! Let—kehat!! Hey, get this bitch off me.”
“Yes…!”
Mi-ho stepped in and drove an uppercut straight into Kkotnim’s jaw. A sharp crack rang out; the bitch lifted clean off the floor for a second before crumpling.
“Hey, she makes her living with that face—what if you break her jaw… huh?”
“Huh…? Ah…! I’m sorry, oppa…!”
“Ah, fuck. You okay?”
“Haa… haa…”
Kkotnim touched her jaw, then spat on the floor. Blood mixed with the spit—her mouth was cut. The damage didn’t look too bad, though.
“Hey, grab some water… Gotta rinse this bitch’s mouth out… Scratch that. Let’s just wash up. Come here.”
I grabbed Kkotnim’s arm and hauled her toward the bathroom. When she refused to stand, I simply scooped her up and followed Mi-ho. Inside, I turned on the shower and hosed her down roughly. I aimed the spray into her mouth to clean the cut, then squeezed a thick line of body wash into my palm.
“Spread your legs and put both hands behind your head.”
“……”
“Ah, you fucking bitch… never listens.”
Mi-ho took one step toward her. Kkotnim flinched and immediately spread her legs, hands locked behind her head.
“That’s better. Should’ve done it the first time… Mi-ho, scrub her back too.”
“Yes, oppa…!”
Together we soaped Kkotnim’s body from top to bottom. When our hands reached her crotch she twitched hard.
“Aaah… it hurts…”
Mi-ho’s fingers brushed her asshole and Kkotnim let out a pained moan. Fair enough—after hours of getting reamed by a utility-pole cock.
“Leave the ass alone. She’s gonna need a few days of rest before that calms down.”
“Yes, oppa…!”
I dropped to my knees and worked my way down her thighs to her toes, scrubbing thoroughly between every digit. She squirmed, rubbing her heels and toes together in shy resistance.
“You might not admit it yet, but you’re already my fucktoy. This is just what I do for my fucktoys, so stay still.”
“Oppa, listen to him…!”
She seemed more afraid of Mi-ho—the one who’d just cracked her jaw—than of me, but I didn’t care. I finished scrubbing every last toe with care, rinsed her clean under the shower, and sent her out. Then I let Mi-ho wash me, her hands careful and thorough. Without a word she grabbed a towel and dried me off.
When I stepped out of the bathroom I found Kkotnim sprawled on the living-room sofa, smoking. I dropped onto the opposite end, lit my own cigarette, and smoked in silence for a while.
“How many have you touched?”
“Huh?”
“How many of the girls have you fucked?”
“Eh, about half the night shift, maybe?”
“You crazy bastard… You think you can pull this shit and walk away clean? You know who owns this place?”
I already had a pretty good idea. Gangster, right?
“I know. He’s a gangster… So what? I heard one of the managers got his jaw rearranged for messing with the girls.”
“You know that and you still do this? He’s not just some random thug… He’s the boss of the Namseongno faction.”
“What?”
Namseongno was the biggest outfit in the whole region. Why the hell would a guy like that be running a cock-sucking parlor? This bitch must think I’m an idiot.
“Hey, you fucking bitch… What kind of gang boss runs a massage parlor? Huh? If you’re gonna lie, at least make it believable.”
“There’s a figurehead boss now, but the owner’s the real power. That’s why people still call him the boss… He used to be the actual boss too.”
“Used to be?”
“Yeah. He went out to a turf war with some other crews, almost died, and retired after that…”
Hmm. So the knife scar on his neck was from that fight. Didn’t really impress me. At the end of the day he was still the same loser who couldn’t even bag Nabi and kept whining about it.
“Quit the bullshit… I don’t care who that bastard is. Just tell me if you’re becoming my fucktoy or not.”
“You crazy bastard… You could actually die if you fuck this up… Getting your jaw broken is the lucky outcome…”
“We’ll see when we get there… Maybe I’ll just take that fucker out and sit in the big chair myself? Heh…”
“You’re insane…”
“Oh, just figuring that out now? Thought you were sharp, but I guess not.”
“You’re really not scared? They could bury you and no one would ever know.”
“Yeah. My life’s already fucked anyway. Dying like that wouldn’t even feel like a loss… Now shut the fuck up about it already.”
“Haa…”
Kkotnim took a deep drag, then exhaled a long stream of smoke toward the ceiling. I’d already known the knife-scar bastard was a gangster; one extra rank didn’t change a damn thing. If it came down to it, I’d just remove him myself.
I finished the cigarette and crushed it out in the ashtray.
“Hey. Change the bedsheets. I’m gonna get some sleep.”
“Yes, oppa…!”
“You can stay or leave—whatever your cock wants.”
“……”
I ignored Kkotnim and headed into the bedroom to wait. Mi-ho rolled up the cum-and-pussy-juice-soaked sheet—complete with pubic hair from both of us—and brought a fresh one. The second the new sheet was on, I flopped down spread-eagle.
“Hey. You lie down next to me too. We’re sleeping together.”
“Yes, oppa…!”
“Strip. We’ll sleep a few hours, grab a meal, then head to work.”
“Yes…!”
Mi-ho’s face was brighter than I’d ever seen it. She stripped naked in one smooth motion and stretched out beside me. I stroked her small, sticky tits and closed my eyes. Just as the darkness started to pull me under, I felt someone settle in on my other side. I cracked one eye open. Kkotnim. The bitch lay down next to me, stared at my utility-pole cock, and gave it a little shake. Our eyes met. Neither of us said a word. I just smiled. The corner of her mouth slowly lifted; she stuck her tongue out and pushed it into my mouth. Our tongues tangled, and we swallowed each other’s spit. I didn’t need her to say it out loud. Kkotnim had just been added to the fucktoy list. I stroked her back and let sleep take me.