13.3 Outdoor 3P - Bella, Cheong-ah -
"Huuuuh...."
The relentless pounding came to an end at last. Without pulling his cock out of Cheong-ah's pussy even once, Ian finished his sixth ejaculation and heaved for breath.
"Uh-eh.... Heh.... Eub-eh......"
A voice slurred like a toddler's babble leaked from Cheong-ah's lips. Her mouth and tongue had gone slack, leaving her unable to form proper words. Her eyes were fully rolled back—no trace of those dark irises remained.
"Heuk, hek.... Heuuuh...."
Her porcelain skin burned bright red, starting from her ears and spreading everywhere, marked with blue bruises and red bite marks. Her areolae stood out especially—the pale, fleshy ones about the size of those "Big Pie" snacks from Ian's old world bore the largest, most vivid imprints.
With great effort, she let out a voice as faint as a mosquito's wingbeat, stumbling through her words. Perhaps because he'd pushed her so hard her mind had worn down, her brain turned to mush—unlike her usual self, that tiny whisper brimmed with adorable coquettishness.
"Husbaaand.... Heuk.... Cheong-ah.... waaants your cock moooore......"
"Yeah...?"
"Yees.... Belly's.... so full it huuuurts.... Cheong-ah's womb is buuurstin'.... Hyaaa."
Ian listened to her lewd pleas and glanced down at her sweat-drenched, sticky body. The way it glistened under the moonlight was utterly obscene. Slowly, he stroked her lower belly, right where her womb lay crushed beneath his cock.
"......Hmmm. I wanna keep going."
"Hii, hiii.... Huuuh, husbaaand.... No, no moooore pleeease...."
His cock twitched back to life, instinctively demanding to plunge into Cheong-ah's pussy again. But if he kept at it here, she might collapse from total exhaustion.
'Well, a short blackout or two—she's already passed out dozens of times.'
Muttering to himself inwardly, Ian slowly withdrew his hardening cock and separated from her.
"Alright, I'll let it slide for now."
"F-For now...? Whaaat does thaaat mean?"
"Yeah, for now. So rest up."
"Huu, huueh...."
Squelch...
"Heuuuuuk...."
His massive cock slid free. Matching its girth, her gaping pussy hole gushed forth a torrent of fluids—her nectar mixed with thick semen, bubbling and spilling out. Splurt—spluuurt. Her hips bucked with faint vibrations, splattering cum in fine sprays.
"Rest up a bit, Cheong-ah."
"Y-Yesss.... Thaaank youuu.... Husbaaand."
Ian turned away, catching the faint hint of resentment in her grateful words. His gaze shifted to the red-haired, one-eyed bitch panting raggedly after hours of standing motionless, watching them intently.
"Now it's your turn again, Bella."
"Hek... hek...."
§
While Cheong-ah was getting thoroughly fucked by Ian, Bella's situation was a mess.
A rope wound tight around her mouth, gagging her. Her arms were bound like a dog's raised front paws. Her legs were forced into an M-spread squat, ropes cinching them in place. And finally, the leash jammed between her pussy lips.
'Damn...'
She could break free with raw strength if she tried. A surge of mana, a flex of muscle, and these ropes would snap in an instant. But she just... couldn't.
For one, Ian had explicitly ordered her not to untie them on her own. And beyond that...
'Ugh.... Hak.... My body's too sensitive... I can't muster the strength...'
Her body, conditioned over hours of relentless fucking by Ian's cock, refused to defy him.
"Hek.... Heeeek.... Hek."
Unable to struggle or writhe, she stood ramrod straight, her pussy fully exposed, her massive tits crushed against her own bound arms in a lewd display. Two hours in that pose, and now her limbs were numb, her back aching.
'......But why the hell am I getting turned on?'
Her obscenely soaked pussy kept pouring out sticky nectar mixed with leftover cum. By now, it should've dried up—but this slutty body got off on the neglect, fantasizing about Ian's touch, staying perpetually drenched.
And what made it unbearable was the faint hum from her lower belly. Vrrr—vrr—vrrr. The dog tail protruding from between her plump cheeks buzzed relentlessly inside her.
"Hek.... Heuk.... Heuuu.... Heaaang...."
It wasn't huge—just about the size of Ian's thumb plugged into her ass—but those constant subtle vibrations tormented her hypersensitive body even more.
When Cheong-ah first arrived, Bella had clung to a sliver of hope. She couldn't stop or dissuade Ian herself... but Cheong-ah, who'd known him longer and understood him better, might temper things. She won't end up as wrecked as me, she'd imagined.
But that fantasy shattered the moment she saw Cheong-ah's gaze.
'Ah, this crazy bitch... She's lost it again.'
Jealous even of a speechless beast? She'd seemed better lately, but this madwoman...
Cheong-ah was misreading Bella's desperate, pleading eyes as mere envy from some dumb animal. Maybe it's because she's been blind her whole life, relying on ears—she can't read emotions in eyes?
'Goddamn it, come on...'
Can't you hear the vibrator, you sharp-eared freak? Bella pleaded inwardly, but all she got back was a gaze dripping with superiority. Cheong-ah, blinded by jealousy, seemed deaf to it all. Her eyes screamed: A bitch like you could never have our husband's love!
That was when Bella realized it. Cheong-ah truly saw her as a dog—and the reason for that look was simple.
'Ah, this lunatic can't be jealous of me directly, so she's projecting onto the dog and getting jealous of that!'
And so, for over two hours while Cheong-ah got brutally railed, Bella endured in that pose, the tail's vibrations teasing her guts, her slutty body heating up with denied pleasure. The buzz from her ass made her womb throb endlessly.
Unable to cum properly or even fully feel it, she panted desperately, begging in her mind.
'Please, pleeease...'
Hak.... Her sore pussy and womb from the endless fucking had recovered now. All she craved was Ian's cock again.
'Huuu.... But fuck, how long is he gonna leave me like this...'
My pussy's ready again.
After endless silent prayers, Ian rose from Cheong-ah after his sixth load. He grabbed the leash end still pinched in her spread pussy and tugged.
"Now it's your turn again, Bella."
Squirt—
Just those simple words made her pussy gush with joyful nectar.
"Hyaaaah...!"
Her turn was finally back.
§
"Stand up."
"Uung......"
The ropes binding Bella came undone. It was simple enough—they weren't tied meticulously, just long coils looped loosely around her body here and there. If she'd willed it, she could've slipped free easily.
Of course, that's why he'd bound her that way. Whether she untied herself or stayed put, it was all the same to him. If she freed herself, he'd punish her insolence. If she obeyed, he'd reward her good behavior.
Punishment or reward, she'd scream either way.
And Bella had obeyed perfectly, staying meekly bound.
Time for a reward, then.
"You held out well."
"I did, I held out sooo good. So hurry up...."
"Guess I should give you a treat, huh? What kinda treat for my bitch?"
One hand gripped her leash, the other caressed her cheek. Bella rubbed her flushed, aroused face against his palm like a needy pet.
"You know what I want.... Stop teasing and give it to me. Now."
"......Hmmm?"
The reward was decided, of course. Bella knew it well. He had only one to give her.
And she had only one she craved.
Her lust-filled eyes locked onto his cock, slick and shining with Cheong-ah's juices and his own cum.
"Hek— heeek—."
She'd been told to make bitch noises, and now it was habit—sounds spilling naturally from her throat.
"Fuck my pussy, come on, hurryyy.... Pound it hard. Fuck my pussy raw."
Her pitiful, dripping voice begged on. Hands spreading her folds wide, exposing her inner walls fully. She ground against his cock, sticky fluids dripping in strings, as if pleading for it.
Tschlick-tschlick.
"Shove your cock in me, I want cock toooo.... Wreck me. Fill my womb till it bursts with your cum."
She thrust her sloppy hole forward, ready to swallow him. Align the tip, and it'd slide right in.
For good behavior, he could ram straight into that wailing pussy... but.
"No. Wait."
"Hngh.... Why, why?! You said reward!"
Her eyes welled with pitiful tears, voice rising. His thumb traced her lips, then slipped inside, rubbing her mouth.
"Even rewards come with proper bitch training."
"Whaaat...? You bastard...! If it's a reward, just giiiive it, what the fu— Ahh?!"
"Such a cheeky mouth, spewing curses."
Streeetch.
He yanked her cheek, stretching the elastic skin taut.
"No good. Thought I'd reward you, but you're too insolent."
"F-Fucking asshole, seriously...."
"Time for punishment, my Bella."
As he spoke, he gripped her tongue and yanked. At the same time, he slammed his cock into her pussy.
Squelch!
"Heeheeeiit...! F-Fuck yesss hak...! Cock, fuuuck yesss...!"
Just the tip breaching her made her wail loudly. Slap! He backhanded her trembling, excited cheek to snap her back to reality.
"Huu, huak...."
Of course, Bella only got more thrilled from the slap, beside herself with joy.
To her delight, he whispered thunderous words.
"Bella."
"U, uung...?"
"From now on, if you don't bark like a dog, I'm pulling out."
"No way, you fucker. What kinda bullshit..."
"Don't like it? Fine."
In an instant, he grabbed her waist as if to yank free, lifting her body. She panicked, wrapping her arms and legs around him desperately, clinging tight—and barked adorably, like a cute little pup.
"W-Woof...! Woof...! Grrrrowl aaaang...!"
Cutely. Endearingly.