Steel Armor Has a Split Personality (3)
Whirrr-! Whiiiirrr-!
"Ngh! Ahhh!"
Why... why is this happening...?
Han Ji-min panicked wildly as the vibrator, which hadn't moved all morning, suddenly sprang to life. The intense vibrations deep inside her pussy delivered waves of overwhelming pleasure.
"Ah, no... Kyaa!"
Steel Armor had locked her in a chastity belt, so she couldn't remove the vibrator. She had the power to break it, but his threats of far worse punishments if she tampered with it had kept her from trying. It had been annoying but bearable before—because it wasn't moving. Now that it was, everything changed.
"I-I can't... take anymore... Hnnghh~!"
She bolted to the bathroom, clutching the wall, desperately trying to hold out. But her body, unknowingly conditioned by Steel Armor, couldn't resist the mounting orgasm through sheer willpower alone. She climaxed, squirting her juices everywhere.
"Haa... haa..."
Whiiiirrr-!
"S-Stop...! Please stop moving..."
Even after her peak, the vibrator didn't quit. If anything, it felt more fervent, like it was mocking her.
Whiiiir...
"Haa... It... stopped..."
Did the damn thing have ears? Astonishingly, it powered down the moment she begged it to stop. Han Ji-min finally caught her breath.
"Just as you wanted."
No, she hadn't. Not even close.
"I turned off the vibrator. So, what are you going to do for me now?"
"Th-That voice...!"
Her torment—no, her ecstasy—was only beginning.
"So that's your real face, Ice Queen. Just as beautiful as I imagined."
"Steel Armor! How did you—?!"
Steel Armor stood right behind Han Ji-min.
*****
I can't hold back anymore. Time to bail.
Han Ji-min walked with her legs squeezed together like she desperately needed to pee, her backside radiating a hypnotic allure that could drive anyone mad. Proof? A few other guys besides me were eyeing her as she headed into the women's restroom. The skirt she wore today probably made it worse. She usually stuck to pants, but the chastity belt forced her hand—pants would've made the bulge obvious. A skirt was her only way to hide it.
I stood up and headed to the men's room first. Then I summoned a clone (Mark Two).
Unlike my casual clothes, the clone was in a mask and suit.
"Go wait for her. Call me the second I signal."
"Heh heh heh. Got it."
We swapped outfits. I became Steel Armor, and the former Steel Armor clone became Horny Guy.
To train Ice Queen, the real me had to do it. She knew my body was covered in tattoos. A bare clone would tip her off immediately. And though it stung my pride, a clone couldn't overpower her anyway.
With roles swapped, I slipped into the women's restroom after her, hanging a "Cleaning in Progress" sign. Classic move.
"Ngh... Haaang~!"
Her moans echoed from the last stall.
"I-I can't... take anymore... Hnnghh~!"
Soon after, a muffled cry signaled her orgasm. She'd stuffed her clothes in her mouth to stifle it.
"S-Stop...! Please stop moving..."
"...Heh heh heh."
Click!
I flipped the switch as she begged, killing the vibrations. Then I entered her stall.
Whoa! So desperate she didn't even lock the door!
"Haa... It... stopped..."
"Just as you wanted. I turned off the vibrator. So, what are you going to do for me now?"
"Th-That voice...!"
"So that's your real face, Ice Queen. Just as beautiful as I imagined."
"Steel Armor! How did you—?!"
She recoiled in shock upon spotting me in the cramped stall. Never dreamed I'd show up here.
"Is that guy with you your boyfriend? Pretty handsome. Real manly vibe. Even I can see the appeal."
I praised the Horny Guy waiting outside. Why? C'mon, everyone admires themselves in the mirror after a shower. "Damn, I'm hot." What? Just me?
"Ah, aaa...! No!"
Han Ji-min frantically activated her power. Transparent ice bloomed around her eyes like flowers, spreading to form an elegant mask like those at a masquerade ball. Her signature ice mask.
"I already know your face. Why hide such a pretty one?"
"You bastard... How did you find this place?!"
"How'd I know? Probably... because I left my mark somewhere on your body... right?"
I trailed off suggestively, glancing at her lower belly where the vibrator and belt hid. This would make Ice Queen suspect a tracker in one of them—keeping her from connecting Steel Armor and Horny Guy. My identity reveal was saved for the finale.
"...You're trash, as always."
"Harsh. I turned off the vibrator like you asked... If that's how you wanna play, guess I'll turn it back on."
"W-Wait!"
Whiiiiirrrr-!
"Ngh! Haaang~!"
I hit the switch without warning, and she writhed. The vibrator thrummed wildly inside her.
"Turn it off! Off!"
"Ordering me around? Cheeky."
Click!
Another press ramped it up higher. One more would max it out.
"Hnng! Hng! Hoyiiiik?! Please turn it off... I can't take it... Yot!"
"Then you'll do as I say?"
"Y-Yes! I'll do it, so please...!"
"Good."
I smirked and shut it down.
"Haa... haa..."
Ice Queen slumped into my arms, face flushed, panting sweetly. Seeking something to grip amid the pleasure, she'd latched onto me naturally.
I yanked down my pants and underwear, shoving my rock-hard cock at her.
"Suck it."
"Hik?!"
She gasped at the sight. She'd seen it plenty, but its length and menace weren't easy to get used to. And since it had never entered her pussy, a sliver of fear lingered.
I pressed her shoulders, forcing her to her knees. Feeling the heat radiating from my cock, she bit her lip.
"Ngh!"
"Suck."
"....."
Her sealed lips made my own curve into a smile under the mask.
"Don't want to? Fine then."
Whiiiir-!
"Hng! Haaang~! S-Stop...!"
"Suck quick. If you don't make me cum with your mouth, you're not leaving. Your boyfriend out there might worry if it takes too long. Wouldn't want that, hero girl."
"Ngh...!"
Her lips parted, and my cock slid in. Her hot, soft tongue wrapped around the head.
Ah... feels good.
Watching Ice Queen suck me off swelled my chest with pride. All that practice had honed her skills—her tongue work was expert-level.
I grinned inwardly at the sight.
Time for the next phase.
Ding~!
Ice Queen's phone buzzed. A text from me (Mark Two), innocently(?) waiting outside.
"Haa... mmm... smack!"
Too focused on my cock, she missed it. No good! Poor Horny Guy waiting out there!
Tap tap-!
"Hnng...?"
"You got a text."
"Muhjah?"
Fuck! So cute! Her words slurred around my dick, hitting me right in the heart.
"Lemme see..."
"Wait! Don't touch my phone!"
"You just suck."
"W-Wait! Mmph!"
She lunged for it but only deepthroated me instead.
"Lemme see... 'Jimin-ah, wanna split some cheesecake? I'll order ahead. President's son? Which president? Valencia Association President?'"
"Mmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!"
She whimpered for her phone back. Hey! Focus on sucking.
"How about a video call with him? Tell him you're sucking a way hotter guy's dick."
"Mmph?! Mmmph! Mmmph!"
She shook her head furiously—no way.
Fine, a compromise.
"Make me cum in five minutes, and I'll let you go. Pass five, and I video call him right now. Starting... now."
"Slurp... glurk! Gulk! Hnngulp!"
Pale-faced, Ice Queen sucked with frantic vigor.
*****
Han Ji-min didn't return from the bathroom for thirty minutes.
"S-Sorry. Did I keep you waiting?"
"Nah? You okay? Not feeling sick?"
"Huh? Y-Yeah... I'm fine."
"Cool. If something's wrong or hurting... even if it's hard to tell anyone else... tell me? I'll help."
"....."
Her face darkened at my kindness. I pretended not to notice.
"Shall we head out? Or grab more food?"
"No, let's go."
"Yeah. Hey, Jimin-ah, hold on."
"Huh?"
I reached out, wiping her mouth corner. My finger caught something sticky.
"You got water on you. Huh? Is it water? Why's it so sticky?"
"....! I-I'll wipe it."
"Wha—hey?"
As I rubbed the goo curiously, she realized it was Steel Armor's cum and frantically wiped my finger.
I played the innocent guy, startled by the sudden touch.
"Haha..."
I smiled like even that brief contact was bliss, then awkwardly looked away.
"Let's go?"
"Yeah..."
We left the cafe together. A fun, delightful time.
*****
How long do I have to endure this?
Ice Queen stared blankly ahead. Every night, she sought out Steel Armor voluntarily, enduring humiliating acts too shameful to speak of.
Small comfort: he teased and vibed her but never penetrated with his cock.
Obvious reason—he wanted her begging, legs spread, pleading for it.
Don't you want my cock now? Beg me to fuck you. I'll give you pleasure beyond anything you've felt.
He whispered it constantly. No missing that intent.
"Haa..."
"...Ma'am?"
But what tormented her mentally was herself. This cursed body was adapting to his pleasure. Sucking his cock used to make her gag; now she swallowed cum without a hitch. Once, she even thought it tasted good. Chilling.
What if she ended up begging like he wanted? Terrifying. She needed a solution before then.
"Haa..."
"Senior!"
"Huh? Oh, what?"
"What're you thinking? I called you like ten times."
"Oh, nothing. What is it?"
"You got texts. It's been buzzing."
"Huh? Oh, yeah?"
At Aqua Girl's words, Ice Queen checked her phone.
"Pfft."
Seeing the sender, a smile tugged at her lips. It was from Jeong-nam. Time together naturally sparked feelings between young, hot-blooded folks.
Since Steel Armor mistook them for lovers—and she'd called Jeong-nam her boyfriend—she'd grown aware of him. Their shoulders brushing on walks made her jump sometimes.
Maybe he was why she endured Steel Armor's abuse.
"Whoa, Senior's smiling. Who sent it? Boyfriend?"
"Huh? N-No, not like that! Not boyfriend!"
"Not yet? You said 'not yet,' right?"
"I-It wasn't like that?!"
Ice Queen fanned her flushed face as Aqua Girl grinned mischievously.