Hardcore Pet Training Day 1
Hardcore Pet Training Day 1
"You're so good, Seoyun~"
Junwoo's face flushed hot as he grabbed Seoyun's face with both hands.
Squeezing and kneading it like dough, he creepily stretched the corners of his mouth upward.
"I'm so happy. So blissful."
"Me too..."
"I feel like I'm going crazy... I love you, Seoyun~"
"Yes... Me too..."
Seoyun, hiding her true feelings and awkwardly smiling along.
Seeing her bow and scrape to please the Master, despite disliking this situation more than anyone, was delightful.
"Seoyun, you know what? I'm holding back a lot?"
"Yes..?"
"If I could, I'd push you down right now and pound you. I want to grab your hair and slam you from behind, spanking your firm buttocks hard."
"Ah..."
She couldn't bring the repeated phrase "Me too" out of her mouth.
Seoyun, trembling with fear, felt he might actually do it.
"How about it, Seoyun? What kind of sex do you want?"
"Huh?"
Seoyun flinched at the sudden question.
Junwoo smiled excitedly and lightly tugged the Leash.
"Answer quickly. Come on~"
"That, that..."
The option of saying she didn't want to didn't exist.
She had to say something, but Junwoo didn't give her time to think.
"Why aren't you answering? Seoyun, you don't want to have sex with me? You have no play you want to do with me?"
"No, no..."
"Even now, I have over a hundred things I want to do with you in my head. You know?"
The moment had come to release all the desires he'd held back.
Even during this conversation, obscene bucket list items were popping up one by one in Junwoo's subconscious.
"So, Seoyun doesn't want to do it with me. You're pretending to submit outwardly while feeling disgusted with me?"
"No..! That, that..."
Junwoo, gripping the riding crop, threateningly shook his wrist.
"Heeek..!"
The whoosh of air tearing through space awakened the emotion of fear Seoyun had forgotten.
Her action of cowering in fear from a tool she'd never even been hit with was humiliating, but as a human, it was an unavoidable physiological reaction.
"Seoyun, I asked you. Do you not want to do it with me?"
"No, no..! I also have many things I want..!"
A white lie spat out recklessly to escape the headache-inducing situation.
Even forcing a smile on her terrified face didn't convey sincerity.
Junwoo snorted scornfully and tugged the Leash, tightening the slack chain.
Even a slight tug made Seoyun's body lurch forward.
In this coercive, threatening atmosphere, Junwoo posed a malicious question.
"Really? Then tell me the sex Seoyun wants. The sex you want 'right now.'"
"Ah... Ah, that..."
Right now.
Not tonight or tomorrow, but something to do right now.
Seoyun's face was filled with panic.
"Why? Tell me. Don't pretend you don't know anything. You've watched a lot of porn, right? What play do you want with me?"
"Ah, aah..."
If she wanted to speak, she could say plenty.
Everyone has sexual preferences they can't reveal to others.
The problem was the revulsion surging at the thought that she herself had to perform the act.
"Say it."
The last third chance.
If she didn't answer this time too, Junwoo's attitude would drastically change.
Seoyun, plunged into fear of violence, opened her mouth to say something.
"That, that... So..."
If she had to choose...
If she absolutely had to have sex...
She wanted the most standard position, missionary.
No, no.
Rejected.
Though she came seeking to become a pet herself, her feelings of hatred for Junwoo remained unchanged.
Just imagining sex while lovingly embracing each other, facing each other, was disgusting enough.
"That... Hooouk, so..."
Her head felt like it was spinning.
Cowgirl position? It felt like directly serving him, shameful just to think about.
Doggy style? This was no different from missionary in that she'd have to see his face.
"Uoo..."
Whatever she chose was the worst situation.
Scraping together shallow knowledge, pondering over and over, but Junwoo, unable to wait any longer, sharply tugged the Leash.
"Aak..!"
Seoyun's body, her neck yanked, finally lurched forward.
Junwoo silently grabbed the Leash and headed toward the bedroom.
"Keuk... Heoek..! Maasterrr..!"
Seoyun, her posture unstable, struggled with both legs, dragging her buttocks.
She'd rather crawl on the floor like an animal, but her hands, regardless of her will, were gripping the Leash tightly.
Because her neck was choked, breathing was difficult, unconsciously trying to create an airway.
"Hek... Heoek..!"
Dragged with wide-open eyes, her bloodless face swollen red.
Seoyun keenly felt the disparity in strength and completely broke her will to resist the Master.
"Aak..!"
Entering the bedroom, Junwoo lifted the Leash upward, raising Seoyun's body.
Shortening the chain length, pulling her body to its limit.
"Hek... Heoek..!"
Seoyun, barely lifting her toes, repeating labored breaths.
The feelings of fear and terror were far surpassed.
"Sa, save meeeek..."
Before overwhelming fear of death, Seoyun convulsed, making a desperate plea for life.
Unlike her, terrified enough to piss herself, Junwoo was laughing as if amused.
A gaze looking at a toy, treating a human life as trivial.
That was definitely not a human face.
It was the devil itself.
"Hek... Heoek..."
From the start, choosing to become a pet wasn't the answer.
Even if she couldn't handle the aftermath, she should have reported it to the police.
Now, regretting was already far too late...
"Seoyun, I think you're too stupid. Why can't you grasp your position?"
"Kkheuik..."
Junwoo's hand stroked Seoyun's lower abdomen.
Just the touch of fingertips made goosebump-covered skin felt.
"Heik... Kkheik..."
Junwoo felt the soft touch of belly flesh with a tender, loving stroke like rubbing a pregnant woman's belly.
If you closed your eyes and touched it, it was soft enough to confuse whether it was chest or belly flesh.
Same for touching the waistline and pelvis.
The soft skin creeping between fingers was fantastic.
Seoyun's body was soft like slime wherever touched.
"Seoyun, you need to exercise~"
Her body with moderate plumpness was aesthetically pleasing, but Seoyun's weight was light enough to be held in one arm without moving.
She'd be doing many very difficult and disgusting plays from now on, and he was already worried if her body could endure.
"Hmm... My fault?"
"Kkheuk... Heoek..."
A pet's health problems were entirely the owner's mismanagement.
Well...
From now on, just work hard.
With consistent diet management and coercive exercise repeated, she'd have to manage her health even if she didn't want to.
If still insufficient, using violence and confinement, he'd perfectly manage Seoyun's body.
"Cute Seoyun."
"Kkuuuk..."
Seoyun's legs, on tiptoes, trembled as if they'd collapse any moment.
Her reddened face was like a time bomb about to explode, and her meaningless gesture of tugging the Leash was cute.
Indeed, a spoiled pet needed violence and fear more than love.
"Seoyun, I was wrong."
"Kkheuuuk... Uk..."
"Why did I give you choices? Thinking again, it's strange. Why did I do that? You're a pet and I'm the owner, right? Whatever I do, you're a toy that listens to my commands, right?"
"Aauu... Uuk..."
Seoyun, convulsing without answer, shedding tears.
Even the simple action of nodding her head was impossible.
Lifting her heels and barely enduring was the limit.
"Abandon your humanity, Seoyun. Become a dog that only looks at me. Become a bitch wagging its tail, acting cute wanting love from its owner. Easy, right? You understand well enough?"
"Heouk... Hek..."
Seoyun, choked and not in her right mind, didn't properly hear Junwoo's words.
She didn't know what he was saying, but obedience blossomed in her heart feeling death's fear.
"No answer, so I'm not sure. Do you understand what becoming my pet means?"
Junwoo, clenching his fist, pressed it against the center of Seoyun's lower abdomen.
Slightly below the navel, where a woman's most precious womb is located.
Each press made her lower body tremble violently.
"If I hit your lower abdomen right now, you have to smile and say thank you. Because a pet is like that."
"Kkuuk..."
Junwoo lightly tapped her lower abdomen as if he'd really hit it.
This time too, he intended to just threaten and stop...
But did he need to hold back?
"Probably need to get hit to sober up?"
How long should he repeat mere verbal threats?
Without feeling it herself, she'd eventually return to her original state.
"Let's just beat you. Understand?"
"Aau... Uu..."
The arduous corporal punishment time announcing the start of pet life.
"Sorry. Even if it hurts, you have to endure?"
"Heik..!"
Junwoo's heart throbbed painfully.
Resenting himself for being like this, yet deciding to become a bad man for Seoyun's future.