Milking the Massive Udder Pussy Bitch
There's no law saying she can only draw one picture as the milking cow udder pussy bitch. What a perfectly fitting slave name. Those enormous jugs were indeed udders straight out of a cow. Jang Il really had a overflowing talent for this sort of thing.
"A very good slave name."
"Haha, a milking cow udder is a milking cow udder, isn't it?"
Jang Il spoke as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, basking in Bang So-un's praise. He was right, of course. Anyone who came up with a different name for udders like those would have to be blind.
Anyway.
Bang So-un turned his gaze back to Yang Yeon-hwi. The real fun was just beginning.
"Who am I?"
Bang So-un tossed the question at her again.
"...You're my Master......"
The perfect response came back. That title never got old, no matter how many times he heard it. Just the sound of it made his cock twitch with power.
Why? Because it was something he'd never have dreamed of hearing in his entire life. And from women who were leagues beyond him—a third-rate escort agency heir who could barely even glimpse their faces.
"That's right. I am your master."
A sleazy grin spread across his lips unbidden.
"...Yes... Master......"
"Then you'll naturally obey my every word, won't you?"
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... will absolutely obey all of Master's commands......"
Absolutely obey all commands. Testing if that was true was simple enough. Especially with a woman. Just order her to do something so utterly humiliating she'd sooner die than comply.
Of course, calling herself a milking cow udder pussy bitch already overflowed with that kind of degradation. But that was auditory stimulation. Visual was essential too.
"Good. Today, you're going to draw a nude self-portrait."
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... will draw a nude self-portrait today......"
Yang Yeon-hwi answered in her dazed voice without hesitation. There was no trace of the painter's pride or a married woman's instinctive revulsion. She was lost in an inescapable hypnosis, her self completely erased. Master and slave—that was her entire world now.
"And to do that, you'll obviously have to strip completely naked, right?"
"...Yes... Master......"
"Strip everything except your underwear."
"...Yes... Master... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... will strip everything except her underwear......"
Repeating the command faithfully, Yang Yeon-hwi shed her outer garments. Swish. Rustle. Her top and bottoms hit the floor in seconds. A far cry from yesterday's hesitation. No shame flickered across her face. She simply stood straight again, eyes blankly vacant.
"Heh, even better up close."
Bang So-un chuckled, drinking in her underwear-clad body. Today, she wore pale purple lingerie that complemented her flawless white skin beautifully. A painter's aesthetic sense, through and through. And the fabric was even scantier than before, ramping up the exposure for maximum visual impact.
Especially those massive udders—half-exposed with exaggerated flair. Yet they still looked stifled. No cloth could properly contain udders that size. They needed room to breathe, damn it. Especially such precious ones.
With that thought, Bang So-un smirked, a decision forming.
"What's that thing covering your udders right now?"
"...Udder cover... Master......"
Jang Il had prepared perfectly, as expected.
"Right, an udder cover. From now on, never wear an udder cover again. Got it?"
A ridiculous command. But it effortlessly stripped away one basic shred of dignity every woman clung to.
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... will never wear an udder cover again... Master......"
Yang Yeon-hwi parroted it back in her monotone. That was enough to ensure she'd never cover them again.
Bang So-un grinned in satisfaction. Jang Il, however, looked a bit flustered.
"I-is that okay? What if her husband notices something suspicious......?"
"Haha, it's fine. Just say a lump formed on her udders and she had to take it off. Right?"
Lumps on a woman's breasts weren't unheard of. A believable enough excuse.
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... will say a lump formed on her udders... and she took it off... Master......"
"Ah, in front of her husband, it's 'breasts.' Got it?"
"...Yes... In front of her husband... it's breasts... Master......"
Only they could revel in such vulgarity. No way was her husband getting in on it. Besides, words like "udders" would raise suspicions instantly.
"Aigoo, I must've worried for nothing. Like you said, young master, it'll be no problem."
Jang Il grinned now, realizing his concern was unfounded. The young master wasn't one to act rashly. And damn, this was thrilling—turning a wife into a pervert who couldn't even cover her embarrassing massive udders in front of her husband.
"Hahat, speaking of which, take it off right now."
Bang So-un commanded.
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... obeys Master's command......"
Snap. The bra strap came undone. It dropped straight down, revealing the massive udders in all their naked glory.
"Ooh."
"Whoa."
Exclamations burst from Bang So-un and Jang Il. Pure male instinct.
First, the overwhelming size seized their eyes. They sagged slightly under their weight, but that only added a natural allure. And between them—that deep, inviting cleavage. No man who knew what titfucking was could resist the urge to whip out his cock and thrust right in there. Lewd as hell.
As if to prove it, Bang So-un and Jang Il unconsciously reached for their pants. But Bang So-un snapped out of it.
"Wait, no. Not today."
Full-body enjoyment started tomorrow. Today was about savoring the pristine married woman's nudity before defilement. He couldn't ruin the perfect plan.
So.
"...Get a grip too."
"H-huh? W-what?"
Jang Il, who'd yanked his underwear down and approached Yang Yeon-hwi, jolted back to reality. His entranced eyes cleared.
"Damn... what a vixen."
He shook his head, pulling up his pants. Bang So-un agreed. Udders that drove a man's buried titfuck lust insane.
"Tell me about it."
No resisting this. Those udders begged to be groped with every curve.
"Hiding these lewd milking cow udders."
Slap!
"Parading around like a chaste wife."
Smack!
"Is that it?"
Crack!
Bang So-un swung his hand, striking her udders. They jiggled massively up and down with each hit, true to their size. The feel was surprisingly good. He'd expected less bounce from their heft, but they were plush-soft, yielding perfectly with just the right springiness. Hand heaven.
And.
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... had lewd milking cow udders but hid them... pretending to be a chaste wife... Master......"
Her mouth fueled his arousal perfectly too. Bang So-un's lips curved in satisfaction.
"No, you are still a chaste wife."
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... is still a chaste wife......"
"No strange man's cock has fucked your pussy yet, right? So you're chaste."
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... hasn't had a strange man's cock in her pussy yet......"
"Of course, tomorrow you'll spread your pussy wide like a bitch and take my cock. Right?"
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... tomorrow will spread her pussy wide... and take Master's cock like a bitch......"
A married woman vowing to spread for him. Bang So-un laughed, drunk on domination.
"Haha, good."
Slap! Smack! Crack!
He struck the massive udders again. Not enough—he pinched her nipples too.
Snap! Pop! Crack!
Her nipples suffered under his fingers. They reddened quickly, erecting instinctively to the stimulation. Pleased, Bang So-un pinched the stiff peaks between his fingers and shook them up and down.
Jigglejigglejigglejiggle!
Jigglejigglejigglejiggle!
The udders thrashed wildly following the tugged nipples. Not human. A toy. One for humans to play with at will.
"Puhahat!"
Jang Il burst into laughter at the ridiculous sight. Tugging erect nipples made it even funnier—like grinding a millstone by its handle.
"Hahaha."
Bang So-un laughed too.
"Whose udders are these?"
"...Milking cow udder pussy bitch's... uselessly oversized udders... belong to Master......"
"Pfft, you know it."
Yes, they weren't hers anymore. Just playthings for him.
"So what am I doing to your master's udders?"
"...Master is... pinching milking cow udder pussy bitch's... erect udder nipples between his fingers... and shaking her udders up and down......"
"That's right. How does it feel?"
"...Grateful... Master......"
"Pfft, grateful. Doesn't it feel good?"
"...It feels good... Master......"
A hypnotized doll had no real emotions. Only those her master implanted.
"If it feels good, smile."
"...Yes... Master... smiling......"
A pleased smile bloomed on Yang Yeon-hwi's lips. But her eyes remained blankly empty, making it a smile missing something vital. An idiot's grin.
And that only fueled his dominance more. The sense of puppeteering her emotions intensified it.
"Now turn your head and look in the mirror."
"...Yes... Milking cow udder pussy bitch... obeys Master's command......"
Yang Yeon-hwi turned only her head left, smiling blankly at the mirror. The man and woman reflected: a refined beauty barely covering her crotch with panties, neck craned with a vacant smile. A man pinching her stiff nipples, jiggling her massive udders like toys.
Ridiculous. Stimulating as hell.
That exact scene.
"There's no rule saying only one picture, right, Jang Il?"
Bang So-un chuckled.
"Haha, of course not."
Jang Il nodded, grasping the intent. One per day before hypnosis. Now? As many as she drew. Her will meant nothing.
Though not if it wasted too much time.
"Just nudes would feel lacking, so let's have her draw a spring painting too."
A nearly nude woman, her udders toyed with by a man. Perfect erotica.
"You really know how to appreciate the finer things, young master."
Jang Il winked.
"Alright then."
Bang So-un finally stopped. Pausing so she'd remember the pose for the painting. But her stiff nipples stayed pinched between thumb and forefinger. A stance screaming the man owned the woman completely. Her turned head and emotionless smile would be the finishing touch.
"Remember this."
"...Yes... Master... remembering......"
A moment of silence. Then her mouth opened again.
"...Remembered... Master......"
"Good girl."
Bang So-un smirked, releasing the udders. Then he said,
"Now spread your pussy too."