Slamming's Liquefied Penalty
To be strict about it, this wasn't technically Slamming's first handjob. Sort of an indirect one, I guess. I'd enjoyed it once by grabbing my beloved Shifon Dog's hands and arms and moving them myself. The result? Disappointing. It couldn't compare to the real deal—a pussy, let alone titty-fucking an onahole.
That's why I was curious about a proper handjob but didn't have high expectations.
And then... rub... rubrubrubrub...
I realized now just how hasty that conclusion had been. A snap judgment made without ever experiencing the real thing.
"...Hah..."
Slamming gently gripped and stroked my cock with her small hands. Like she was taming a fierce beast she'd never seen before. The difference? Mine only grew wilder the more she touched it.
"A-Are you okay? I-Is this not right...?"
As my moans continued and precum started leaking like sweat from my shaft, Slamming panicked, assuming she'd messed up. Her flustered tempo changes only ramped up the stimulation.
I figured she'd at least pull away by now—this was just foreplay level...
This isn't a joke! It's as good as sex...!
I was in agony. Just having someone else do it amplified the pleasure this much? Thinking back, it made perfect sense. Isn't getting your hair washed at a salon way better than doing it yourself? All the sex I'd had so far had been me taking full control anyway. What if I fucked someone else? Would it feel even better?
"...M-Master?"
Lost in those thoughts, I barely registered Slamming calling me.
"Should I keep going like this...?"
Mistaking my reaction for disapproval, her strokes slowed. Perfect timing for a breather. Adorable as she was, this part felt like a letdown.
"Hmm... If you keep that posture, it might end up disappointing."
"D-Disappointing...!?"
Her face crumpled like the sky was falling at the word "disappointing." I shouldn't enjoy that despairing look, but damn, it sent a thrilling jolt through me.
"Yeah, figuring it out yourself is important."
"...R-Right... Ugh..."
Slamming looked ready to cry. Even if I was punishing her, I couldn't just revel in it. The point of this penalty was to build her confidence, after all.
"But."
"...?"
I couldn't forget the goal any more than keeping my cock rock-hard.
"Asking when you don't know is important too. This time, I'll teach you."
"Y-Yes...! N-Next time, I'll figure it out alone!"
Her eyes sparkled with renewed enthusiasm. Satisfaction—and a tiny pang of guilt—washed over me.
"Then."
Now.
"Take off all your clothes."
I planned to defile this pure white girl.
"Slowly."
Turning even that guilt into fuel for the depravity.
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"O-Oh, my clothes?"
"Yeah, seems like you need a proper scolding."
Pro tip: Add "naked" to most things, and it becomes great corporal punishment. Naked apron or naked dogeza are classics.
"...I-Is that so..."
"Don't tell me you hate it?"
"...N-No...! I'll t-take them off right now...!"
Slamming began undressing at my command, and the act itself felt thrillingly fresh. I'd seen plenty of naked women before, but those were always passive—me stripping them manually as Sung Ji-woo. This was the first time a girl actively bared her privates and pussy herself. Even her maid outfit had looked erotic, but this...
"...Hah..."
"...I-Is something weird?"
Just her underwear had this much destructive power. Sky-blue lingerie that matched her personal color while screaming "underwear." Plain fabric, yet its simplicity felt downright obscene.
"Take off your underwear too? I need to inspect first."
"...Y-Yes! I'll t-take it off!"
Her determined, snappy attitude—tongue-tied and stuttering—was hilarious. My cock perked right up.
Slamming removed the last barriers hiding her most precious parts, starting with her bra.
Slipping it off revealed modest breasts. Firm B-cups, maybe. Still, plenty of volume and curves for an alluring figure. Factoring in growth potential? She'd score even higher.
Her cute pink nipples glistened with sweat like morning dew. If my tolerance wasn't jacked from all the sex, I'd have sucked them dry on impulse.
"...P-Panties too..."
She shyly slid them down, glancing at me. Peering closely, I saw why she was so embarrassed now.
Strands of transparent thread... Steam seemed to rise from her heat. Her slow, hesitant pull-down only made the sticky evidence crystal clear.
During the handjob? While stripping? Either way—or both—it turned me on equally.
"You're wet, huh?"
"...Ah... Um..."
"You're wet, right?"
"...Y-Yes..."
Slamming twisted her thighs in shame, trying to hide the juices dripping from her crotch. That wasn't the right attitude.
And as her master, I had to correct it.
"Show me your panties once?"
"M-My panties?"
"Yeah, spread them wide so I can see the wet spots clearly."
"...Y-Yes..."
Her face beet-red like a ripe tomato. Yet she obeyed without hesitation, holding them open with both hands. Admirable.
"...I-I'm sorry..."
She could barely look at the panties—or me—overwhelmed by shame and guilt.
"For what?"
"G-Getting wet without permission..."
She couldn't stop blaming herself. How pathetic could she be? Master was punishing her, yet instead of reflecting, she felt this inexplicable arousal. Her belly tingled like when she'd seen Master's naked body, pussy dripping shamelessly. She tried to hold back, but the more embarrassed she got, the more fiercely it flowed.
"...S-Sorry... I don't even deserve to cry..."
Tears now overflowed from above, trickling down.
"...Calm down."
Master gently wiped them away.
"This isn't wrong."
"...Huh...?"
An unexpected comfort.
"I was actually going to praise you. Remember? I said it's a natural reaction."
"...Natural reaction, oh...!"
Right, he'd said that. During their first battle together. And when Master was resolving issues with his friend the familiar tamer.
"...But I'm being punished right now..."
Was it okay to feel good?
"Then."
Master accepted even this disgrace.
Embracing her warmly.
"I never ordered you not to leak fluids, did I?"
"..."
He turned her "fault" into nothing wrong.
...But... I'm still...
Pathetically leaking sticky fluids even in this grateful hug.
"Leaking well is good. Means you're healthy."
He must have considered that when he said it.
"I was even wondering what reward to give."
"R-Reward? But I'm being punished..."
Sung Ji-woo stroked her head as he continued.
"After the punishment's done, I'll give you a reward. So let's do our best."
Those words saved her. The heavy pressure in her chest vanished, filled with devotion to her master.
"Yes...! I'll do my best...!"
Slamming smiled brightly and sat back down.
"As a familiar worthy of Master...! With all my effort...!"
Her hand reached for my crotch again. Already stimulated by touch, now visual feast poured in too.
A naked girl, more obedient and eager, caressing me...
Stroke... stroke...
It gnawed deeper at my patience than any sensation here so far.
"Hah... hah, Master..."
Slamming felt it too. Stroking Master's leaking cock was pure pleasure for her.
"C-Can I speed up? It might feel better..."
Asking confirmation after her own idea. Perfectly applying my earlier lesson—adorably so, heating my loins further.
Time for a new twist.
"...What if you use Liquefy outright?"
"...L-Liquefy?"
"Yeah, practice your new skill, and it'll boost speed too...!"
"R-Right...! As expected of Master...!"
Pure admiration burst from her. Who'd think of intensifying punishment while honing skills?
"...Then... h-hang on..."
Slamming's Liquefy!
Liquefy—Slamming's near-signature move. It fluidly alters her body, boosting evasion by two stages. Unlike attacks, the effect isn't flashy, so she undervalued it.
Gulp... gulp...
But I knew its true value. In battle, obviously. And beyond.
Squelch... squishsquish...!
The ultimate sex skill too.
The Pokedex description really applies in real life.
Slamming, Slime Familiar
Body composed of special slime. Ejected slime sells as high-grade, human-safe lotion.
Lotion—or lube gel. How premium? The sounds said it all.
Slap slap slap slap...!
Her hands turned to translucent blue slime, insides visible like a living onahole. Warm yet refreshing fluid enveloped my cock—a sensation where both could coexist. No woman's juices could match this ecstasy. Her small hands and slender fingers reached every nook and cranny untouched before.
"S-Slamming...!"
The gentle vibrations of swelling slime pushed me to the limit.
"Yes...?"
"I'm cumming...!"
Splurt...!
Spluuuurt...!!
Intense ejaculation—had I ever cum this hard? The pressure pierced her slime hands, splattering her whole body. Face and tits took the brunt.
"...Ah..."
I was speechless. Sorry, yet my brain melted in the afterglow of my first proper handjob cum.
Before I could react, Slamming...
Lick... lick... slurp...
Scooped the semen from her face and chest into her mouth.
Then.
Gulp...!
Swallowed like it was natural.
"Mmm~♥ Ah...!"
Noticing my stare, she realized it was odd and hurriedly covered her savoring mouth.
"S-Sorry...! It was too precious to waste...! N-No, I mean... H-Hic...!"
I scooped her up and laid her on the bed. Time for reward, not punishment.