Chuseok Morning
September 26th, Saturday—the day itself. Slurp, sluuuurp. While everyone else was bustling from early morning, I lay spread-eagled on the bed, totally leisurely. Not just vegging out, though—I was making my own plans.
'Farm the Go master's board... Plan a gift for noona... And... And...'Slurp, schlop. Couldn't concentrate for shit.
'Roughly, head up to Pyongyang for Chuseok, pay respects... Give gifts... Meet the family... Then,' Tons of shit to do. Piles of loose ends. And on top of that, something I couldn't slack on: leveling up this body's specs. So far I'd been fucking around, but things were getting tighter by the day. Stats were basically middle-schooler level—that said it all. Even sex. Stamina running low, so no matter how many women I had, I couldn't go as wild and sloppy as I wanted—sllluuuuuurp.
“Guh?!”
“Mmm... President~. What're you thinking so hard about? Hmm?”
The woman sucking my cock looked up at me with big, sparkling pretty eyes. Jeong Ga-in, the six-year actress we'd just signed. Innocent concept, but she had a history of playing wild. And that meant... she was good.
“Haa... Why the fuck are you so good at sucking dick?”
“I'm kinda—,”
I grabbed her head and shoved it down hard. She yelped in surprise, mouth opening wide to take my glans. Shlurp.
“Hng.”
She immediately worked her tongue and cheeks, slurping away at my cock. All my pussy houses were virgins, so their sex skills were kinda clumsy, but this one? Different story. Fuuuucking amazing.
'Smart move bringing in the slut pussy houses.'
Pussy house = stunning virgin beauties.
Slut pussy house = beauties, but not stunning, or stunning but not virgins.
That vibe. And so far, it was a killer choice. Oh, and for the pussy house friendship meetup we're holding(?) in the Sinan Islands, the slut pussy houses are joining too.
“Hold out.”
I grabbed her hair and slammed her head down deep. Grinding her face around like I was rubbing it raw, but this bitch adjusted the pressure while teasing my cock. Sluuurp. Pulled her head back up, then schlop! rammed it into my crotch again.
“Haa—fuck. Making it impossible to focus.”
I praised her while force-pistoning her head. Pro term was irrumatio? Irama-something? Whatever, right up my alley. Forcing it down a throat that sucks like hers? Fucking insane.
“Ngh!”
Anyway, result? Blasted off in one minute flat. Felt premature... Oooh. She slurped it up root-deep like she was devouring it, swallowing every drop. Jeong Ga-in looked up with slutty eyes, slowly popping my cock out.
Pop.
“Haaa—,”
She licked her glossy lips, even sucking up the pubes stuck to them and swallowing. Then she grabbed my spit-soaked cock without hesitation, jerking and shaking it. My mind went blank.
“Eugh.”
“President, premature?”
“What the fuck did you say?”
One minute and done, sure, but calling me premature? That last minute was just the final sprint—the blowjob endurance was way longer!
“Bet you'd cum again if I do a holot or something~.”
She wrapped her lips around the glans, hollowing her cheeks and going to town. My brain got sucked out in seconds—boom, round two.
“Mmm,”
She swallowed it casually, flashed a flirty smile, popped it out, pressed down the shaft, and gently sucked my balls. Pain and pleasure dancing on a razor's edge—an indescribable sensation. After working my nuts a while, she went even lower, teasing my asshole.
“!”
Lightning shot through my whole body. Felt wrong, tried to stop her, but her tongue was already in, sucking away—my hands went limp. What was I, Samson?
All I could do was groan “Ngh, ngh,” and mess up her hair like crazy.
“Pwah... President, never had this done? You're so sensitive~.”
She found it hilarious, smirking and diving back in.
“Haa... You, you... ”
“Mmm?”
“You do it.”
“?”
“Train the girls... You're in charge. Hoo.”
Decision made. From now on, Jeong Ga-in handles pussy house sex ed. This fucking slut.
She pulled off. “Ehh? Training? I'm not good at thaaat~.”
“Do it, bitch. You're the sex instructor now.”
“Kyaaang.”
I flipped her over, hiked up her ridiculously short skirt, and brought my cock to her.
“Ah! I just changed!”
“Change again.”
I grabbed her whining ass, spread it, and thrust in. Squelch.
“Eek!”
She must've gotten wet from sucking, 'cause the slick walls clamping down felt fucking fantastic.
“Ahng! Ang!”
“Hoo.”
Her mouth was pro-level, and her pussy? Squeezed like a goddamn vacuum. Schlop, schlop. Milking me dry.
Im Sua came in. She reported without a flicker at the sight of me pounding Jeong Ga-in.
“Preparations complete. Advance team's site secured too.”
“Yeah. Hang on. Just finishing with this bitch.”
I pinned Jeong Ga-in's arms and hammered her mercilessly. The cocky one who called me premature was now groaning and moaning.
“Acting all high and mighty, huh.”
“S-Sorryyy...!”
“You're going like this today.”
“Haaang?! N-Nooo!”
She freaked that she couldn't, so I bound her and fucked her raw till I creampied her good. Jeong Ga-in collapsed, panting. Spluuurt. Pop. Pulled out, and Sua handed me a glass of water like she'd been waiting.
I sat on the bed's edge and chugged it. Meanwhile, Sua dove between my legs and sucked my cock clean.
“Eugh.”
Morning already, and I'd cum three times. Even her slightest move sent electric jolts through me.
'Gonna need a few hours to recover. Damn.'
+++
Got ready roughly and headed to the mansion courtyard. Sure enough, everything was prepped like Sua said.
“You're here, Master.”
Ina-eun greeted me with a faint smile. The rest bowed casually. Ironically, Ina-eun—the stoic prosecutor famous for being cold—was second only to Im Sua among my pussy houses in enthusiasm and chattiness. Guess achieving her goal did that.
“Mm. You all dressed slutty. Pass.”
Main goal was snagging the Go master's board, but it doubled as a pussy house outing. Like a vacation. So I ordered them to dress sexy. Results? Perfection. Their killer figures made those long legs, sideboob peeks drive me nuts. But after blowing so much this morning thanks to Jeong Ga-in, no touching yet.
“Load up.”
The pussy houses boarded the AV. I smacked Jeong Ga-in's ass as she followed.
“You too, get in.”
“Ugh... Yesss.”
Slut pussy house Jeong Ga-in was supposed to ride in the car, not the AV—and at dawn, not now. Seol had taken the slut pussy houses, Seo Eun-mi, and non-pussy house Rainbow Miracle actresses as the advance team already. Jeong Ga-in should've gone early too, but her skills kept her around till now.
The AV interior was spacious. Room for all the pussy houses plus me with space left. Unlike normal cars, high ceiling too—2.5 meters easy, stand no problem. Wide front-back, left-right, up-down.
Meaning...
“Anyone wanna dance?”
“...”
“...”
“...”
“...”
...we could do anything inside.
+++
Baekseol watched the women bustle about. They'd rented a whole Sinan Island for this absurd "Pussy House Outing," and the scale was massive. First off, tons of people mobilized: Goryeo Entertainment sent LUMINA's five members, top 20 beauties from their actresses, plus 10 singers/idols talented in song or dance regardless of looks—35 total. From Rainbow Miracle, under pussy house CEO Emilia, another 20 selected.
'...Such a lecher.'
Baekseol sighed, thinking of her lord. How did he love women this much? Even right after claiming her, he'd fucked her over and over. And not just that—he invented this weird "cleanup fellatio" ritual. After creampieing someone, the receiver or a nearby woman had to suck him clean.
Usually, if he came in Baekseol, Im Sua handled cleanup. Spit got on it anyway—what made it "clean"? Still didn't get it.
'...But it wasn't as bad as I thought. That's a relief.'
Relief that it wasn't the nightmare slave life she'd imagined. Less brainwashed than others, she'd despaired at her life and becoming Ko Mu-yeol's exclusive knight as enslavement. But it wasn't all bad. Sex wasn't awful, and surprisingly, her master was decent. A guy who mobilized women en masse, fucked them senseless, raped without hesitation... but to her, he felt lenient somehow.
—I'll accept whatever you say without twisting it.
—No matter what you do, I trust you completely.
“...”
—You're the free one. They're the slaves. Don't mix that up.
“Free... one...”
Bound so tightly no proof needed—paradoxically free. Sounded like sophistry, but it hooked her. And he didn't just talk—he backed it up. "Handle it your way if shit hits the fan." She believed him, nearly ruined trainee knight No. 2 Jin Gu-ok beyond saving, and... no repercussions. Her lord Ko Mu-yeol must've blocked it.
So if she truly followed him? Not as a knight, not as property, but willingly, loving him? If following him was her choice, and he trusted her actions fully? Wasn't that true freedom? No limits on her will.
“I'm... free...”
She murmured absently.