Chapter 32
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 32
Chapter Title: Dalrae Midway to Surrender
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Geum Mari's fingers—long and thick enough that they hardly seemed to belong to a woman—began teasing across Dalrae's breasts.
She hadn't even taken off her bra or clothes yet.
And yet, why were her toes twitching and curling like this?
'What the... hell...'
Dalrae was baffled by her own body's reactions. In her long life of using towel strings as toys, she'd never felt anything like this.
Sure, she'd touched her own breasts over her clothes before. But there had never been any real sensation.
In the first place, feeling something special from groping your chest through fabric would be the weird part.
Yeah... it should be weird...
So why wouldn't her toes stay still? Why were they splaying out and curling up over and over?
"Hngh...!"
"Dalrae, you're way too sensitive. How am I supposed to handle you if you're already like this? How the hell did you even use those toys with a body this responsive?"
"Kh... Th-that's nothing, Geum Mari. P-put up a real fight. Show me the skills that supposedly made all those other women cry and beg!"
At Geum Mari's teasing tone, Dalrae clenched her fists and shouted back.
How dare she act like she'd already claimed her with something this minor. Arrogant bitch.
She'd endure this foreplay and turn Geum Mari into her prisoner.
Whoosh!!
Just as Dalrae steeled her resolve...
Her clothes began slipping off under deft, expert hands.
Her top came off effortlessly, exposing those massive tits.
Tremble tremble...
Her breasts had grown so sensitive that even the brush of air made her nipples quiver.
"Look at this. Your nipples are already standing at attention. Like they're begging to be pinched."
"J-just try pinching them... I'll make you regret it...!!"
"Saying that just makes me want to pinch them more."
Dalrae shrieked in a frenzy at Geum Mari's words.
Instinct screamed that getting those nipples—practically yelling to be grabbed—pinched right now would be dangerous.
But conversely, part of her wanted it pinched.
That's why she couldn't help but scream in a way that sounded like begging for it.
The pathetic duality of a female in heat.
Pfft.
The sight was so ridiculous.
Geum Taeyang couldn't help but sneer.
If she was going to pretend otherwise... he'd make those lips beg for it instead.
Geum Taeyang grabbed Dalrae's massive tits in earnest and shook them up and down.
"Dalrae, each of these udders must weigh at least five kilos? Could use 'em for workouts."
"Hmph... Wh-where'd you learn such vulgar talk? Think your girlfriends loved hearing that filthy mouth?"
"Yeah, they loved it. Even though they're all older than me, they begged me to talk down to them like this, President Dalrae."
"S-suddenly calling me President again..."
"Why? Does it bother you when I call you President and use polite speech?"
No matter the female, they all craved submission to a superior male. Domination.
It didn't matter her social status or age.
It was a simple fact of life—but in a world starved for men, women lived on oblivious to it.
In that sense, Dalrae was lucky.
Geum Taeyang had given her the chance to awaken her instincts as a female.
Even if she still saw him as that "male cosplay woman," Geum Mari.
"......Call me."
"What?"
"Call me by name... Talk down to me too."
"Got it. Dalrae."
"Hnnngh...!!"
Dalrae didn't know why, but as Geum Mari fondled her huge tits—fingers grazing her nipples with every pass—the urge to submit surged stronger.
Right now, she wanted to scream for her to pinch them.
But begging another woman like that wounded her pride.
Squish squish♡
But Dalrae's pride didn't last five minutes.
Geum Mari's touch was too masterful. She wanted to cry uncle right then.
"You're holding out well, Dalrae. Next up, your pussy?"
"P-pussy?"
"Yeah. Pussy. Bet it'll feel amazing if I touch you here."
"...I-I have c-condoms..."
"Condoms? For what?"
"Your fingers..."
A condom on fingers?
Geum Taeyang was stunned by the absurd request. Were condoms even made for fingers?
"But I don't have any condoms."
"I-I bought some at the convenience store earlier."
"Dalrae, you were dying to get fucked, huh?"
"Th-that's not it!! Even girl-on-girl, we gotta follow the rules!!"
Dalrae yelled, but Geum Mari just scoffed mockingly.
And that look... it was so manly.
It made her feel like she was just another woman submitting to a man.
'If she were a real Male Lord...'
She'd drop to her knees by the bed and thank him over and over.
Live as the devoted bitch who dies if told to die, lives her best if told to live...
But... Geum Mari was a woman.
She wouldn't submit that far.
Slap-!!
"Eek... D-don't grab my tits that h-hard...!!"
"Shut up, you cocky slut. Your pussy's already drooling just from some tit play."
"Geum Mari... You can't talk to your President like—"
"Hurry up and grab those condoms, you bitch."
"J-just you wait...!!"
As Geum Mari pulled condoms from her pocket, she stripped off her pants and panties too.
Geum Taeyang's cock throbbed hard at the sight of those lewd spiderwebs stretching long before snapping with a twang!.
"Ha... You crazy bitch. You were planning this too? Hiding a penis strap like that in your pants... But that size... Isn't it illegal?"
"Feels illegally good, though."
"That's not the point...!!"
Still convinced Geum Taeyang was just a "male cosplay woman" named Geum Mari, Dalrae bit her lip hard.
This wouldn't do.
Look at that illegal penis strap bulging in her pants...
The International Men's Protection Union—IMPU—had enacted one international law to keep women from getting addicted to masturbation.
Article 1, Section 8
No dildo may be smaller or larger than the cocks of existing Male Lords.
In other words, all dildos are manufactured based on measurements taken from Male Lords during semen collection.
Dildos produced this way require the Male Lord's permission, and 80% of net profits must go to the Male Lord.
Break it, and your life was over.
IMPU's international law was absolute. Violate it, and your nation crumbled overnight.
So.
She didn't know where she'd gotten it, but Dalrae had to shake off Geum Mari and that illegal toy.
Rip-!
But Geum Mari showed no signs of stopping, tearing open a condom packet and rolling it onto two fingers.
"You got the small size that won't even fit properly."
"Eek... B-but it's l-large size..."
"Get bigger ones next time. Got it?"
"Wh-why should I... Hngh..."
Dalrae couldn't stop either.
Her body, freshly cooled with cold water, was burning hot again in no time.
'My life's over today...'
As Geum Mari embraced her again and gently rubbed her pussy, Dalrae gave up everything.
She wanted to stop, but the words wouldn't come out.
She prayed someone would stop it.
But it was just her and Geum Mari here.
Squelch...♡
"Heup...!!"
Geum Mari's thick, long fingers began stroking her pussy.
Neatly manicured, ready at any moment to ravage a woman's depths, they caressed gently.
Squish squish squish...
Condom-clad fingers moved fast over a pussy already flooding like a broken dam.
"Oog... Ohot... D-don't torment my clit with the condom like that...!"
"But Dalrae's clit seems to love it?"
"You trash... Khnnnnngh♡"
Geum Mari spread her two condom-covered fingers wide, using the taut latex to rub her clit—a technique that left Dalrae's mind going blank.
"What next? Straight into your pussy? Or..."
Smoosh♡
Geum Mari's hand slammed down on Dalrae's massive breast, as if the answer was obvious.
"Tr-trash... Fucking bitch... You make all the other women this desperate too..."
"You wanted it too, Dalrae? Even asked me to wear a condom."
Stroke stroke...
"So, what should I do to you?"
"......P-pinch... them..."
"Huh? What?"
"Pinch my nipples—!!"
"Your wish?"
Pinch♡
"Ohooooooh♡♡"
Geum Mari's hand pinched and tugged Dalrae's rock-hard nipple.
Dalrae felt a hammer-blow of pleasure crash through her skull as her legs shot straight out.
Like a hospital reflex test.
No matter how hard you tense, a light knee tap sends your leg kicking.
Dalrae's legs stretched rigid, toes pointed straight.
"Nice polish on those toenails too. What next? Ah... Gotta clip your fingernails first. Too long—they'll snap if we go further."
"P-pussy... In my pussy... P-put it in..."
Pinch♡
"Dalrae, still don't get it? You think you're the President here? Beg like a bitch in heat. Then maybe I'll want to shove it in your pussy."
"P-put it in my pussy, please...!!"
Squelch...♡
"There we go."
Geum Mari's condom-covered fingers began sliding into Dalrae's pussy.
Slowly... torturously slow...
"F-fuck! I did what you said!! Don't tease—f-faster!!"
"Watch that mouth, you impudent slut!!"
Squish squish squish-!!
Geum Mari's fingers plunged deep, stirring Dalrae's pussy wildly.
Her neatly trimmed nails scraped spots Dalrae's pointed art nails could never reach.
"Found your weak spot. In under a minute."
"Ohhhhng...♡ Ohooooh...♡"
"Alright... here too..."
Squeeze squeeze.
'What? What?'
All the spots Dalrae had painstakingly mapped with dildos over her life—Geum Mari found them effortlessly, one after another.
Her lifelong erogenous map meant nothing.
"Th-this... d-doesn't make sense."
"Talking back again?"
"It d-doesn't make sense... All my lifelong weak spots, found this fast..."
"Well, maybe it's those toys smaller than my fingers that don't make sense. I'll find all the spots you missed."
Wriggle wriggle.
Geum Mari's fingers delved deeper into her pussy.
Just as she said—Dalrae's dildos were all smaller than two of her fingers.
Squish squish...♡
The deepest virgin depths, never breached, finally lost their innocence.
"Ahk...♡ Agh...♡ Ahhaaaah♡♡!! W-wait... S-something's wrong! I-I'm going weird♡♡"
"Cumming from all these unknown weak spots? Cum your brains out."
"Hnnnguuuuuh♡♡"
A forceful jet of fluid squirted from between Dalrae's outstretched legs.
"Eh... Eeeek... Wh-what's this?"
"You don't even know squirting orgasm?"
"N-no idea..."
In a world without squirting orgasms, Dalrae—who had just sprayed her juices all the way to the bedframe—clutched the sheets tight.
No turning back now.
"N-now... P-put it in... Your thing... It feels so good... I admit it! I get why other women are obsessed with you!! I admit it! So shove it in my pussy, please!! My womb itches—I can't take it anymore!!"
With her pride shattered once, Dalrae begged Geum Mari shamelessly.
Ring ring ring-!!
At that moment, Geum Mari's phone rang.
"Hold on a sec."
"Hngh... Hnnngh...♡"
Even as she answered, Geum Mari didn't stop.
"Hello? Yeah. Big Sis."
Squish squish squish...♡
She kept tormenting Dalrae's pussy, determined to ruin it completely.
"Got it. My fault for forgetting to ask."
Click-!
The call finally ended.
"Shove it in quick... Dalrae's pussy is wrecked... Waiting for cock♡"
Geum Mari looked at Dalrae and smiled.
"Sorry, President. We'll finish next time. Forgot to get overnight permission. Had fun today."
And with that, she grabbed her stuff and headed out.
Plop!
Tossing the condom—still slick from Dalrae's pussy—right onto her face.
"Y-you're really leaving? After leaving me like this? Y-you fucking... fucking bitch... Don't you dare!!"
Dalrae couldn't chase after Geum Mari.
Her pussy was too pitifully aroused.
Dalrae's hand slowly drifted toward her pussy...
But her poor pussy got no relief.