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I couldn't move a muscle as I stared at Eun-byeol standing right in front of me. She'd been putting more effort into her makeup lately, and damn, she looked even prettier than usual. My cock was pissed off for some reason, pounding against my pants like it had a grudge.
"Heh heh, alright then... strip."
"Hic...!"
Eun-byeol's face twisted in anguish. But unlike her expression, her body dutifully obeyed my command. Her small hands fumbled around, shedding her clothes one by one.
"Ooh, pink panties, huh?"
"Don't... look...!"
Well, I already knew that, heh heh. Eun-byeol turned her head away in shame. I didn't give a shit—I focused on her tits and pussy. The moment I laid eyes on her naked body, my heart started thumping like crazy. I was getting excited without even realizing it. I'd peeped on her through the Diorama plenty of times, but having live pussy right in front of me was a whole different vibe. And best of all, unlike spying through the Diorama, now I could actually touch her tits.
I didn't hesitate—I reached out and grabbed one of her snow-white tits.
Squish!
"Hngh...!"
"Fuck, these are tits? So goddamn soft."
The warm, squishy sensation spread through my whole hand. I pitied the kids she'd have someday—they'd get to monopolize this perfection all day. What a blessing.
'Nah, what's there to be jealous of?'
Thinking about it, I wasn't jealous at all. I could grope them right now, after all! Squish. I grabbed her other tit with my free hand, kneading one in each palm. Just playing with her tits felt amazing. It was like they were laced with drugs.
Eun-byeol's face flushed beet red with humiliation. Her pupils flickered with terror, like she could guess what was coming next.
"Whew, feels so good."
My cock was rock-hard just from groping her tits. The pants were getting annoying, so I decided to ditch them.
"Eun-byeol. Take off my pants."
"..."
"Answer me."
"Yes...!"
She slowly dropped to her knees. Then, in a polite kneel, she started undoing my pants. The way she turned her head, trying so hard not to look—it was fucking adorable.
Slap!
"Kyaa!"
She pulled down my underwear, and my bottled-up cock sprang free, smacking her right across the cheek. Eun-byeol whimpered, caught off guard by the dick slap.
"Hic, why... why is this happening to me...?"
"Hey, no crying."
"Hic... ngh...!"
I used a command to stop her tears. Seeing her cry was making me feel a bit uneasy. I was about to force myself on her—couldn't have my resolve softening now.
"Don't worry, you'll feel good soon enough. Keh heh heh."
Take it or leave it. I spouted some line I'd seen on Hitomi. No clue if it'd actually feel good for her, but if not, I could just command her to enjoy it. Though I doubted commands could control emotions that deeply.
Stroke, stroke.
I petted Eun-byeol's head as she knelt before me. Then I grabbed her hair and slowly guided her toward my cock.
"Don't... please, don't do this... I beg you...!"
"No resisting."
"Hngh... please...!"
She resisted desperately. But no matter what, she couldn't defy my command. I ordered her not to resist, and the strength drained from her body. Like a puppet with cut strings, I gripped her head and pressed it to my cock.
"Oh god!"
Her warm cheek touched my dick. My flushed glans squished into her soft, pillowy skin. Precum smeared as it slid across her cheek. My cock—untouched by any other living thing besides my right hand—was hypersensitive, twitching wildly. A jolt like static shot from the tip.
I let out a weird moan and bucked my hips without thinking. It hurt a little from the tension.
"Hngh, fucking amazing."
And I hadn't even stuck it in yet. Just rubbing on her cheek felt this good? How insane must actual pussy be? My brain was getting hijacked by lust. Up until a second ago, I'd felt a twinge of pity for her, but now even that cheap sympathy was gone. All that remained were filthy thoughts about how good her pussy would feel.
And honestly, this might be better for her. A rapist with half-assed sympathy would just be pathetic. If you're gonna do bad shit, own it fully.
"Alright... suck it."
"Ngh...!"
I decided to savor the appetizer before the main course. I commanded her to suck my dick.
"Mmph...!"
Bound by command after command, little more than a slave now, she obeyed perfectly. Grimacing, Eun-byeol took my cock in her mouth and started sucking tentatively.
"Oh fuuuck!"
Another weird noise escaped me. It felt that good. Her warm mouth and soft tongue ravaged my dick mercilessly, like she was trying to milk out my cum. After 23 years as a virgin, I couldn't hold back—I blew my load right there.
Splurt!
Thick white semen flooded her mouth. She gagged and spat it onto the floor.
"Heh heh, spitting it out? Lick it up and eat it."
But she'd regret that soon enough. I commanded her to lick up the cum from the floor.
She obeyed, getting on all fours and sticking out her tongue. She lapped up her own spit-out semen and swallowed it back down.
"Please... stop now...!"
"Stop? Why the hell would I?"
My dick was still stiff as ever. I hadn't even fucked her pussy yet— no way was I done. You draw the sword, you gotta slice something. You pull out the cock, you gotta plow some pussy. The rape had already begun. Only a cop siren's wail could stop me now. Her cute begging? Just fuel for my lust...
"Lie down on the bed."
I positioned her on the bed where she usually slept. Waiting to be raped on her own bed. I swallowed hard and climbed on top.
'Let's see, where's the goods?'
First time seeing a real naked woman, but I'd prepped plenty with porn and hentai. Finding the pussy was easy. I spread it with my fingers. A tight red slit peeked out. Up close, it looked kinda gross. Could my dick even fit in that tiny hole? No experience, no clue.
If you don't know, learn. Time for hands-on sex ed. I gripped my cock and pressed it to her pussy, easing the glans in first.
"Ngh."
"Haah!"
It wasn't quite what I'd imagined. I thought it'd feel insanely good—unimaginably so—but nah. Kinda hurt, actually. And it wouldn't go in easy. In hentai, they just ram it and it sinks right in... I wiggled the glans a bit, then pulled out. Full insertion seemed tricky. My dick hurt, and Eun-byeol let out pained moans too.
'Can't give up now.'
No backing down with pussy right there. Like I said, today I was seeing this through. I'd pop her cherry and creampie her womb before quitting. With that resolve, I thrust again. This time, I spread her with fingers and pushed the glans in. Better—it slid in easier.
Squish, squish.
Out and in, out and in. After a few reps, half my cock was inside. Fruits of my labor.
"Ugh, please... stop...!"
"Keh heh heh, it's already in—too late to stop."
Once it was halfway, paradise unfolded. Her virgin pussy clenched tight around me, squeezing relentlessly. Her juices started flowing—clear lube making it slicker. Thanks, pussy. Love the natural grease.
Thud, thud, thud.
I shook my hips in thanks. My cock plunged in and out, sending electric thrills through me.
Spurt!
Crazy pistoning made me cum without warning. Over in seconds. No time for regrets like "shoulda lasted longer."
"Hoo, hoo."
I hugged her tight, cock still buried, and stayed like that a moment. Her faint makeup scent was sweet.
"Told you no crying."
"..."
Tears welled in her eyes anyway. Guess even constellation commands couldn't stop natural tears.
Schlop.
I pulled out. A string of cum stretched. I wiped it on the bedsheet. Wanted to go ten more rounds, but sex was tougher than expected. Stamina couldn't keep up... Shame, but today's limit.
I gathered my scattered clothes and dressed.
"Heh heh, that's it for today. Next time again."
"I'll... kill you...!"
"Kekeke, don't say that."
Whatever—she was already trapped in my web like a fly. If today's rough, just deflower her again tomorrow. But first, safeguards. I piled on commands: slave restrictions galore.
"You can never tell anyone about becoming my slave—directly or indirectly, ever. No cops, obviously."
Starting with gag orders, then "come when called," "never harm me"—all the hentai classics. Safe now. Time to head home. Gotta mark the calendar: Eun-byeol deflowered.
I left the limp Eun-byeol behind and stepped out. Life was about to get way more fun.
'This is me.'