Pinara's Masochistic Breaking
Pinara hurriedly washed her body and emerged. She rummaged for something to wear, but...
'Ah! They all got torn yesterday.'
Seojun had ripped every last piece of clothing off her, leaving her with nothing. At a loss, she hesitated—until Seojun barked an order to snap her out of it.
"Ha.. fuck, you maso bitch looking for clothes? Just stay naked!"
"Yes!"
She reacted instantly to his command, awaiting the next.
"Clean up!"
"Yes!"
She set to work stripping the bed, filthy from yesterday's mess of her own pussy juices and piss mixed with Seojun's cum.
By the time Namgung Seojun finished washing up and returned, Pinara was still stark naked, kneeling politely in wait.
"Ha.. what a fucking maso slut."
He looked down on her with utter contempt, and that gaze filled her with wretched misery. The humiliation aroused her fiercely—her pussy leaked juices like a faucet.
Namgung Seojun casually ate the breakfast Isu-yeon had brought. Pinara endured her hunger, holding position without a word.
Moments later, Isu-yeon reentered the room.
"Master, I've gathered everything you ordered."
Seojun nodded and glanced at Pinara.
"You? Hungry?"
Pinara nodded eagerly.
"Beg for it. Beg Isu-yeon desperately."
Pinara was a devotee of the Lord God, holding a position beyond the reach of ordinary adventurers—an elite warrior, far superior, one that couldn't be attained lightly.
And now Namgung Seojun was ordering her to grovel before Isu-yeon, a near-failure turned 1st Class Slave.
Wretched as it made her feel, Pinara bowed her head to Isu-yeon and pleaded.
"Please.. give me some food."
Gulp.. gulp..
As she spoke, juices gushed from her cunt, her pussy twitching wildly. Naked, begging a slave—the elite warrior reduced to this self-inflicted degradation—it all ignited her masochism in a frenzy of stimulation.
At Pinara's plea, Isu-yeon received Seojun's permission and returned with food.
"Your meal."
Isu-yeon placed the steak and bread set—steaming, mouthwatering—beside Pinara with perfect deference. Starving, Pinara reached for it, but...
"Stop."
"......"
Pinara shot Seojun a faintly resentful look. He approached and kicked her ass with his foot.
Thud! Thud!
"Agh!!"
"Maso bitch! Hate this treatment? Then get out! Leave my room!"
This was reality. If Pinara truly despised it, she could walk out and reclaim her status as a regular Namgung Seojun Party member and Lord God devotee—treated with respect.
Yet she couldn't leave. Not him—the man who stimulated her masochism perfectly, introducing her to unprecedented ecstasy.
"S-sorry.. I was wrong."
She took the blows limply, begging on. All the while, her arousal surged higher.
Once Pinara had been thoroughly beaten and knelt silently again, Namgung Seojun turned to Isu-yeon.
"Suck it."
"Yes."
For Isu-yeon, serving Seojun was her very reason for living. She slipped between his legs at once, lavishing his massive cock with her mouth.
Slurp.. slurp..
Clink clink.. mmm..
The room filled with the sounds of Isu-yeon's oral service and Seojun eating. Pinara remained bowed and silent.
Slurp.. lick, slurp.. lick, slurp..
As climax built from the relentless blowjob, Namgung Seojun pulled out and aimed at Pinara's meal.
Gulp.. gulp..
White semen erupted from his urethra, splattering generously over her steak and bread.
"Eat."
With his command post-ejaculation, Pinara finally lifted her head.
"Ah..."
Steak and bread drowned in thick white cum—a meal unthinkable in normal times, pure degradation. Yet she sank deeper into the thrill.
'Ah... why does this misery feel so good?'
Without even being told, she forwent utensils like a true slave, burying her face in the plate and devouring the cum-soaked food piggishly.
Slurp.. slurp.. slurp..
As she ate like an animal, face smeared in semen, she climaxed again.
"Ah. Ahh.. Ah!!"
Seojun watched her squirt pussy juices and piss mid-meal, reconfirming via his Super Sense that his merciless brutality was perfect for this severe maso slut.
Once Pinara finished eating, Seojun inspected the items Isu-yeon had brought.
"Handcuffs, rope, rotors..."
She'd procured the full array of SM tools he'd requested. He grabbed the handcuffs and rope first.
"Lie on the bed."
"Yes."
Anticipating what new pleasure awaited, Pinara lay down. Namgung Seojun bound her arms and legs to the bedposts with handcuffs and rope, immobilizing her completely.
Then he pulled out the aphrodisiac and several rotors.
Aphrodisiac: smeared on a woman's sensitive spots to induce raging heat. Top-tier magic potion with stellar effects.
The vibrator rotors, shaped just like Earth's, were magic tools sold for 1 gold each.
He slathered aphrodisiac over her erogenous zones, focusing on pussy and asshole.
"Ah! Ahh.. Ha.. ha! Hehkk.."
The tickling, burning stimulation heated her body fast—juices poured from her cunt.
Bzzz.. bzzz..
Next, he affixed vibrating rotors to her body via adhesive stickers: clit and both nipples.
"Ah.. Ah! Hkk.. Ah."
Several more went deep into her pussy.
"Ha..."
As her moans grew louder, he stuffed her soaked, reeking panties back in her mouth.
Finally, he shoved in an expanding anal bead up her ass.
Mmph.. mmph..
Every sensitive spot tormented, asshole stretched, utterly helpless—Pinara writhed.
With setup complete, Seojun looked down at her.
"Have fun by yourself."
"!?"
Namgung Seojun and Isu-yeon left the room.
"Mmph! Mmph!! Mmph!!!"
Pinara desperately wanted to beg him to fuck her itching pussy, but she couldn't speak. The aphrodisiac and rotors overwhelmed her senses—she convulsed in torment.
Three hours later...
'!.. !.. !..'
Dozens of orgasms in... Pinara was long past sanity. Eyes rolled back, body spasming, all she could do—bound as she was—was squirt pussy juices and piss endlessly.
"Hoo..."
Isu-yeon entered, sighed at the sight, and set to cleanup per Seojun's orders.
The bed was a disaster of piss and fluids.
She carefully removed the anal beads and rotors one by one.
"Mmph! Mmmph!!"
Each rotor pulled from her pussy triggered climaxes and fresh piss.
Grimacing slightly, Isu-yeon extracted them all, wiped Pinara down with a wet towel, and changed the bedsheets.
Pinara steadied her breathing, then passed out—still bound.
Evening. Pinara woke to find Isu-yeon reading by the bed. She fed her prepared food.
"Ahh—say ahh."
Bound, Pinara obediently opened wide as Isu-yeon spoon-fed her bread and water. She wolfed it down.
Meal done, Isu-yeon pulled out more aphrodisiac and rotors.
"Wha.. y-you mean again?"
As Pinara tried to speak, Isu-yeon crammed the wet, stinking panties back in.
"Mmph? Mmph!?"
Just like Seojun—aphrodisiac smeared on, rotors and anal beads inserted.
Pinara trembled helplessly once more. Isu-yeon left her.
"Sweet dreams."
Thus Pinara spent the night in ceaseless stimulation—pleasure and agony denying her sleep.
Next morning, day three. Namgung Seojun, who'd slept in Isu-yeon's room, entered his own.
"Mmph.. mmph... mmph...."
Pinara lay passed out inside. Tormented all night by aphrodisiac and rotors, even her formidable stamina had crumbled.
"Hm? Perfectly primed."
Her body was hypersensitive. Seojun removed the rotors and anal beads—her pussy gushed juices and piss.
Satisfied, he dropped his pants and slammed his erect cock into her pussy.
Squelch!
"Mmmph!!!!"
Gagged, Pinara let out a bizarre wail, body jerking in violent spasms.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Seojun ravaged her pussy and ass brutally. Pinara passed out and woke repeatedly over two hours.
Finally, he gripped her throat.
"Mmmph!!!"
Air cut off, excruciating pain and brain fog hit. 'Am I dying?'
Throat crushed relentlessly, helpless, she thought her end had come.
As death loomed, her pussy clenched tighter, squirting like a fountain.
"Mmph..."
Seojun's hands stayed firm.
'Ah...'
Pinara sensed true death. And it felt good. A bizarre euphoria enveloped her.
His Super Sense guided him: he choked her to the brink, then released.
"Kah! Kek.. kek!!"
Back from the dead. An explosive orgasm crashed through her—the pinnacle of her masochism at death's door.
Pinara blacked out completely.
"Hoo.."
Seojun creampied her as her pussy milked him perfectly.
Pinara is no longer a standard masochist. She has evolved into a severe case.
That afternoon, as Namgung Seojun napped, Pinara slept unbound beside him. Utterly spent from climaxes beyond imagining.
Lunchtime neared. Someone entered: Isu-yeon, naturally approaching the bed. She tied back her long hair, leaned to her master, and spoke.
"Master, it's lunchtime."
Seojun woke, alert at once.
"Let's wash up."
"Yes."
Already naked, he headed to the bathroom; Isu-yeon stripped and followed. Serving him there was her role.
As the pair bathed and emerged, Pinara stirred groggily. Her body ached everywhere. Yet her mind was blank, lost in the indescribable bliss she'd never known.
Seojun eyed her coldly.
"Now, get out."
"Pardon?"
"Three days aren't up yet, but I'm done with a maso cumrag like you. Boring. Leave my room."
"H-how can you say..."
Namgung Seojun never blocked incoming or outgoing women. He might've accepted her as his if she wished. But she was a severe maso pervert who'd relish this cruel rejection—masturbating to the memory of abandonment for weeks.
No value in keeping such a freak. She'd crawl back begging anyway.
"Three days with you? Just a severe maso bitch."
"....."
Pinara had no retort. She'd been utterly dominated, granted pleasures no other man could match.
"Not even a virgin—a used-up slut holds no interest. Scram."
"....."
Pinara stared like a lost soul. But she couldn't move. Leaving meant never tasting that ecstasy again. No man had come close.
"Ha..."
Seeing her frozen, Namgung Seojun simply left. Isu-yeon followed.
"....."
Left alone, Pinara stood like a statue for a long while.