The Secret Story of Shinji and Pungjin
Shinji knew all too well that human males were this ignorant and stupid by nature…
She let out another inward sigh.
Even in a situation like this, he still couldn’t read the room…
Then again, for a magnificent race like her own to be sucking the cock of a human male slave who was no better than a dog…
It was a scenario no passing mutt would ever believe.
And with that realization, her hatred and fury toward Miwol—the one who had created this situation—deepened even further.
Of course, she could somewhat understand why Miwol was doing this to her.
The things she herself had done to Miwol were, even by her own standards, quite cruel.
But so what?
Wasn’t it Miwol’s own fault for underestimating the world?
It wasn’t as if she had asked to be born as this kind of creature, was it?
She too… she truly… had wanted a friend. Just one friend.
She had been so unbearably lonely…
Finding even a single person to ask how she was doing, or just to talk to, had been nearly impossible.
But… but…
The urge to suck “that” from those who approached her—or whom she approached…
That was an absolute necessity tied to her very survival.
It was like a solemn destiny imposed upon her entire race.
Ask anyone.
Wasn’t doing whatever it took to stay alive the most natural and justified act for any living being?
The world itself was nothing but a struggle of all against all!
Living without the constant readiness to stab someone in the back—or be stabbed in return—was simply too harsh in this cruel world.
Of course, the reason she had ended up captured by Miwol like this was because she herself had been weak.
She was irritated that the spell Miwol had cast on her left her completely unable to move, but Shinji had decided to quietly accept Miwol’s revenge.
After all, it wasn’t as if she had any other choice.
If she could just survive and return home…
There would surely come a day when she could repay this humiliation.
Still… having to suck the cock of a male slave who was little more than a dog…
Even thinking about it again was utterly horrifying, but…
If she at least refused to look miserable or ashamed, wouldn’t that anger Miwol even more?
Aaah… dear lord… what difference would angering Miwol even make?
And more importantly, could she actually perform that act without feeling genuine shame?
Just imagining it was horrifying.
No… it was impossible…
Maybe if she pretended to be in absolute agony, Miwol would take pity and end things quickly before it went too far?
Shinji endlessly turned these thoughts over in her mind, cursing and despairing over the situation she found herself in.
She sighed as she watched the slave slowly approach her, driven by his mounting heat.
“Sniff… sniff… sniff…”
Pungjin was now openly inhaling Shinji’s irresistibly alluring scent.
Had he truly become a dog?
He seemed to have grown extremely sensitive to smells.
And Pungjin could not deny that the look of contempt on Shinji’s face only fueled his lust to an even greater degree.
Aaah… that expression… it’s so… so good… it’s thrilling… ugh… I want to pounce on her right now and do every dirty thing imaginable!!!
His mind already flooded with raw sexual desire, Pungjin’s cock stood at full, painful attention as he slowly, slowly drew closer to Shinji.
His face flushed crimson with lust and his pants obscenely tented, Pungjin approached.
Shinji’s eyes filled with a mixture of shock, contempt, disdain, rage, and embarrassment as she watched him.
Aaah… what an unbearably beautiful expression…
Without thinking, Pungjin reached out and cupped Shinji’s face with both hands.
Caught off guard by the unexpected movement, Shinji made a bewildered face and spoke.
“Huh? W-what are you—?”
He leaned in toward her lips, puckering his own, just about to kiss her—
“WHAM WHAM WHAM—!!”
“You idiot! I told you to fuck her, so what the hell are you doing?!”
Miwol suddenly appeared out of nowhere and smacked Pungjin with her staff.
He flew off and immediately lost consciousness.
She must have been hiding herself with invisibility magic or something similar.
“Pfft… pfft… hahahahaha… What the hell did this dog learn to act like that?
Don’t tell me you two have been playing around like this behind my back?”
The moment it became clear that the act of the male slave getting his cock sucked had been canceled, Shinji regained her composure and immediately began teasing Miwol.
“Wh-what?! This bitch and her big mouth…!!
Just you wait—I’ll find a way to destroy you no matter what, so shut your damn mouth and wait!”
Unable to contain her rage, Miwol shoved Shinji back into the makeshift prison of iron bars and vanished.
Shinji felt a twinge of regret for running her mouth and stirring up unnecessary trouble, but the fact that she had successfully angered Miwol brought her such joy that she cackled to herself.
“Anyway, I managed to get through today, didn’t I?
That’s all that matters. Just take it one day at a time…”
Now feeling considerably more relaxed, Shinji flopped down onto the floor of her cell and rolled around.
Her eyes landed on Pungjin, who had been flung into the corner.
“Hmm… I wonder what that slave was trying to do to me earlier?
Miwol’s a crazy bitch, so of course her little slave boy is out of his mind too… heh heh…”
Shinji gazed at Pungjin with a spark of interest in her eyes.
She was wondering whether the slave might prove useful in helping her escape this place.
Evening soon arrived.
Pungjin, who had been knocked out cold in the corner, began to twitch and stir, slowly regaining consciousness.
“Ugh… ow… it hurts… ugh… aaah…”
The moment he woke up, Pungjin writhed in pain.
“Are you alright? What was your name again… Jjong?”
“Yes, Lady Shinji. This happens every day, so I’m… fine… ugh…
And my name isn’t Jjong… it’s, um… Jinjin. I’m Jinjin.”
Traumatized by the memory of revealing his real name only to become a slave, Pungjin had avoided giving his true name.
“Um, Lady Shinji… would you like me to bring you some water? Or maybe a blanket…?”
Having recovered his senses, Pungjin asked politely.
“Ah… some water would be nice. A blanket too, if it’s not too much trouble.”
Pungjin gathered water, a blanket, and some fruit, then brought them over to Shinji.
Since Miwol had given him no specific instructions regarding Shinji, there was no immediate problem with his actions.
Of course Pungjin was afraid he might get scolded by Miwol later, but the simple joy of meeting and talking to someone new outweighed his fear.
When Pungjin brought her water, fruit, and a blanket, Shinji felt a flicker of gratitude.
He was nothing more than Miwol’s dog, her slave—and yet he was treating her with such kindness.
Kindness without reason was naturally something to be wary of, but she couldn’t fathom why this slave was being so good to her.
Was it simply the conditioned behavior of a slave?
Whatever the case, Shinji decided she wanted to repay this debt quickly so she wouldn’t have to feel grateful anymore.
Getting the slave indebted to her so she could ask for help was far more important.
Shinji made up her mind.
“Um… Jinjin? Isn’t it… uncomfortable down there? Because of the magic… it probably won’t go down…”
She carefully broached the subject.
The prominent bulge in his pants looked painfully constricted.
“Y-yes… it is… I’ll, um… take care of it later… with my hand… hehe…”
The innocent dog’s plan to simply masturbate and solve the problem.
“That… that spell… it can’t be resolved… that way…”
“What? Wait, what do you mean? Is that true?”
Shinji kindly explained that the heat-inducing magic could not be relieved by his own hand.
In fact, it would only intensify his desire.
Aaah… my knowledge has grown… was not what Pungjin felt.
This was more like a bolt from the blue.
Did this mean he would have to beg Miwol again tomorrow morning to remove the spell?
As he agonized over this, Shinji spoke again.
“Jinjin… if you stay erect for that long because of the heat magic…
you could end up with a serious condition later. Poor blood circulation… tissue necrosis…”
Shinji’s words were utterly terrifying.
Pungjin had occasionally thought about just cutting the useless thing off anyway, but hearing that still scared him.
Come to think of it, he realized he had never actually relieved his sexual desires since arriving here.
After this long, he should have had a wet dream at least once…
But he had no such memory.
What on earth was going on?
What kind of magic had that witch cast on him?
It wasn’t as if he never got erections at all…
Or maybe constantly being around a beautiful woman like her every day had simply dulled those feelings?
It was impossible to know.
As Pungjin sat there tilting his head in confusion, Shinji delivered the decisive line.
“So… Jinjin? I’ll help you… ejaculate. So take off your pants.”
“Huh? N-no… even so… it’s too embarrassing…”
Pungjin’s face turned bright red just from imagining it.
Shinji was slightly taken aback.
“Hmm… if you keep it like that, you’ll really be in trouble… Jjong, Jjong. Come on, take your pants off. There’s a good boy…?”
“Yes, Mistress… Ah… Lady Shinji…”
The moment she called him Jjong, Pungjin reacted on pure conditioned reflex.
He pulled his pants down in one swift motion.
His grotesquely swollen, twitching little cock looked almost pitiful.
“Come closer… that’s it… good boy. It would be better if you stood up.”
Shinji coaxed him like a child, positioning Pungjin in front of the iron bars of her cell.
Through the bars stood Pungjin’s hideous, rigidly erect cock and his flushed, unattractive face.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Soon, Shinji’s soft hand wrapped around his pathetic little member and began to slowly stroke it.
Aaah, this is a woman’s touch!!!
Pungjin stared in rapture at the sight of Shinji’s pure white fingers touching, rubbing, and stroking his cock.
Before long, her signature refreshing scent rose up and completely overwhelmed his mind.
Pleasure surged through him. Pungjin gripped the iron bars tightly with both hands.
“Hehe… Does it feel good?”
Watching Shinji smile up at him, Pungjin screamed inwardly.
Aaah… instead of smiling at me like that…
Make that face again—like you’re looking at something filthy…! Please!!
It turned out Pungjin was quite the uncontrollable pervert himself.