Miwol's Rampage!!!
"That's right! From the very beginning, it felt strange that there was no one else but you!"
Shinji kept growling at Miwol.
"Taking revenge without even a mediator... I thought you were waiting for one to show up... But you never had any intention of that at all!! You crazy bitch!!"
That was the truth.
Miwol... only wanted revenge. Nothing but revenge itself.
Restoring her honor or spreading rumors—none of that had ever crossed her mind.
She really was a complete lunatic.
"Hehehe... I've been found out... Anyway...
Well... now that you know what I'm thinking... you'll act accordingly, won't you?"
Miwol glared at Shinji with eyes as cold and hard as ice.
Shinji felt a chill run down her spine as she met that gaze.
'Ah... that crazy bitch... I should have realized long ago that she was completely insane... What the hell is she going to do to me... Being raped like a dog... and raped again... and raped again... Uuuugh....'
Tears streamed down Shinji's face before she even realized it.
Yet at the same time, a small part of her felt relieved.
Since no one else was here, the things being done to her wouldn't turn into rumors.
No matter how far this went, she probably wouldn't actually kill her...
If she just obeyed, endured everything until Miwol's anger subsided...
Maybe she could still protect her honor.
That way, it wouldn't cause too much trouble living in this world.
With that thought, Shinji steeled her resolve.
Whoosh!
She stripped off the thin white t-shirt—the only thing she'd been wearing on top.
Her small breasts trembled pitifully.
She turned around, peeling off her panties soaked with her own juices.
Then, without even looking at Miwol, she hurriedly lowered her entire body to the floor and performed a dogeza.
The air felt freezing against her skin. Her whole body shivered.
Huh? Wait... I'm cold?
Something felt strange, but that wasn't important right now.
Completely naked, head bowed, buttocks shamelessly exposed in this humiliating position—she was performing a dogeza for Miwol.
Shinji couldn't pull herself together through the flood of tears.
'Ugh!! I really... I actually did it!! A naked dogeza!!!'
Pungjin's eyes widened at the sight unfolding before him.
The same Shinji who had looked at him with such contemptuous eyes while stroking his cock was now assuming this utterly servile posture—completely naked!
In that instant, the image of her small breasts and that bushy patch of pubic hair flashed through his mind.
His already aroused cock leaked precum, twitching and throbbing violently, screaming to be satisfied.
Mentally, the abnormal situation and the sheer visual overload had pushed him into extreme excitement. Dopamine and serotonin flooded his brain, filling his mind with pure lust.
"Uahahahahahaha!!! Yes, yes! That's the spirit!!
That's so like you, Shinji!! Umhahahaha!!"
Watching Shinji perform her naked dogeza, Miwol felt ten years' worth of pent-up frustration melt away. She burst into triumphant laughter.
Not caring one bit about honor, she had pursued this purely personal revenge. She hadn't called a mediator on purpose.
(Not that she had anyone close enough to ask anyway.)
She had driven Shinji into this exact situation.
"Shinji...
If you stay exactly like that for one hour... I'll forgive everything.
How about it? Will you accept?"
"Wh-what? O-one whole hour??"
Shinji agonized over it, but she had no choice.
It was such a strangely light punishment that she was almost bewildered.
"F-fine... I understand..."
Following proper dogeza etiquette by keeping her head down, Shinji finally answered.
"Hehehe. You absolutely must not move from that position, got it?"
"I-I understand!"
The moment she heard Shinji's reply, Miwol sprang into action.
She stood directly in front of her, still wearing her high heels, and stomped down on Shinji's head.
"Aaaack! Wh-what are you— It hurts! It hurts!!"
The sharp heel dug in, forcing a pained groan from Shinji.
"Tsk tsk... Didn't I tell you not to move? Any movement and it's all invalid. Completely invalid."
Miwol spoke in such a leisurely, yet incomparably cruel tone.
Ah... so this is what she wanted all along.
She'd been completely played.
Shinji realized she'd fallen into Miwol's trap.
Now that she was locked in this position, there was no telling what would come next.
After mercilessly grinding her heel into Shinji's head, Miwol called out to Pungjin.
"Now then, Jinjin... Everything's ready, so get on top!!"
"Huh? Huh??"
Pungjin hurried over at Miwol's command, but the overwhelming scene right in front of him left him even more intimidated. He hesitated again, falling back into his old pathetic habits.
"Ah, this bastard really... Do I have to teach him every single thing?
First, take off your pants! Execute!!"
"Execute!!!"
At the word "execute," Pungjin reflexively yanked his pants down.
"No, since when did this bastard... that... thing... get so..."
When Miwol saw the shape of Pungjin's bulging underwear and cock, she made a face of pure disgust and discomfort.
Yet that very reaction only made Pungjin's cock swell even larger at the thought of this tremendous reward.
"Aah... right. I cast that arousal spell earlier. I completely forgot...
Anyway... hurry up, take it all off and... just... get on her already!"
Miwol turned her head away with a flushed face, as if she'd seen something hideous, and spoke in vague, sloppy sentences.
Even while ordering something so extreme, she couldn't bring herself to describe the act directly. It was strangely inconsistent.
At the command to take everything off, Pungjin removed his underwear too, exposing his painfully erect cock to the open air.
Aah... To dare expose my cock in front of my mistress...
I've gone mad. This is pure blasphemy.
No matter that he was a slave who obeyed every order, Pungjin wondered if he shouldn't do this even if it meant fainting from defiance.
Deciding to stall as much as possible, he began removing his top with agonizing slowness.
With the shirt flipped over his head, covering his face, he pretended it was stuck and waddled around awkwardly.
His exposed cock dangled obscenely in the air.
"What the hell is this bastard doing right now!!
Aish... Stop!! Freeze!!"
With the shirt still pulled over his head, blocking his vision, Pungjin froze completely.
Then...
His body suddenly floated up and began moving on its own?!
The impatient Miwol had simply used magic to drag him into position.
"Uuuugh!!!"
A sudden sensation against his cock!!
Under Miwol's magical control, Pungjin's cock was being pressed against Shinji's body.
"Aaaack!! What the hell are you doing!!! Ugh!! N-no!! Please...!!!"
Shinji screamed as she felt the firm, fleshy mass repeatedly bumping against her backside. She instinctively realized what Miwol was trying to do.
She shook her hips desperately, trying to dodge Pungjin's cock.
Miwol manipulated Pungjin's body with magic, attempting to thrust into the pussy of the naked, dogeza-positioned Shinji. But between the difficulty of finding the right angle and Shinji's constant resistance, she couldn't get it in properly.
"Ugh...!! Ugh!!"
His body moved against his will. His cock kept rubbing against what felt like Shinji's firm, soft buttocks, thighs, and pussy lips. The pleasure was beyond imagination—Pungjin felt like he might pass out.
And because Shinji kept shaking her hips to avoid him, his cock rubbed against her even more, amplifying the sensation.
The only saving grace was that his shirt was still stuck over his head, preventing him from seeing anything. It gave him just enough distraction to keep from fainting or cumming on the spot.
"Aah... This isn't working... Hey, you bitch, stay still!!
You're shaking too much, it's making it worse!! Slap!"
Finally, Miwol moved behind Shinji and delivered a sharp, crisp spank to her ass.
"Aaaack!!"
Shinji, struck directly by Miwol's spanking, was shocked by the subtle wave of pleasure that rose alongside the pain. Her pussy twitched, leaking a little.
"That's it! Stay still like that!! Slap~!Slap!Slap!"
Miwol struck Shinji repeatedly until her ass turned bright red.
Strangely, the first spank had felt so good that she kept hitting her again and again for no reason.
The pained moans that rang out with every strike, the crisp slapping sounds, the firm sensation against her palm, the tingling in her hand, the sight of those snow-white cheeks turning red with handprints—it all perfectly satisfied the true sadist within Miwol.
"Ugh... ugh... ugh...!!"
Under the continuous spanking, Shinji felt an inexplicable rush of excitement and arousal. Her pussy kept clenching, gushing juices, as she stopped shaking her hips and simply rode the lingering pleasure.
Meanwhile, Miwol had picked up a tree branch and used it to guide Pungjin's cock, aiming it directly at Shinji's dripping entrance.
'Ah... this feeling... Could it be... Mistress's finger?!'
He already knew Miwol was right beside them from the spanking sounds and screams.
Pungjin, bitterly frustrated that he couldn't see the scene, imagined the branch touching his cock was actually Miwol's delicate fingers.
Then, as Shinji's pussy continued to gush, Miwol's magic forced Pungjin's body forward, applying pressure.
"Ah... Aaaaah... Aaaaaaaaa!!!!"
A simultaneous scream erupted from both Shinji and Pungjin—filled with pleasure, shock, and disbelief.
Sliiiip...!
Without either of them able to see the other, their pussy and cock finally connected.
Miwol, having finally succeeded, let out a long sigh.
"Ah, fuck... It looked so damn easy in the books...
This was way harder than I thought...
Whew..."
Her tone somehow sounded like she was already starting to regret doing this.
In that instant!
Spurt... Spurt... Spuuuuurt!!!!!
The moment he was inside, Pungjin immediately unleashed a massive, sloppy load deep into Shinji's pussy.
It was premature ejaculation. Classic Pungjin.
