Use My Mouth Like an Onahole... Are You Serious?
"What the hell is this?"
My clothes were soaked through with tea. It was because the
[Perfectionist]
trait had flared up—I couldn't control my anger.
The Hongryeon spy standing before me, Ellis, looked up at me with a face full of bewilderment.
"S-Sorry, Master. Let me dry you off right away."
"Forget it."
There was a glint of ecstasy in her pleading eyes. In that brief moment our gazes locked, the first thought that crossed my mind was true masochist.
If I played this right, I could turn Ellis completely to my side.
"Kneel."
"Pardon?"
Ellis, who had been about to wipe my clothes, widened her eyes as if she'd misheard.
"Can't even pour a cup of tea properly, you worm—did you not understand human speech? I said kneel."
"Ah... Yes."
Ellis dropped to her knees in a hurry, as if afraid I'd revoke the order if she was too slow.
"A worthless worm who can't even do her job dares soil my clothes. What punishment do you deserve?"
It had been a while since I'd had a woman to satisfy my
[Sexual Sadism]
. Time to indulge it properly.
Ellis hesitated for a moment before forcing her mouth open.
"Subhuman trash like me doesn't even deserve clothes, I think, Master."
Hah, hah. She couldn't stifle her ragged breathing as she spoke. Her chest heaved.
"You know that well enough. So why are you still dressed?"
"Pardon?"
"You're pissing me off again, you insect bitch."
"Ahh..."
No sooner had I finished than Ellis stripped off her clothes. Her breasts were a perfect handful, lusciously ripe. I stepped on the discarded garments. Naked and kneeling, Ellis trembled violently. Not from fear—from anticipation of the punishment to come.
"Undress me."
"Pardon?"
"I said undress me."
As Ellis rose and reached for my shirt buttons with her hands—
"Who said you could use your hands?"
"Pardon?"
"Do you think a worm deserves human hands?"
Our eyes met, and Ellis shuddered.
"I'm sorry."
"Use your mouth. Take all the time you need—the longer it takes, the less punishment you'll get."
Ellis obeyed, using her mouth to remove my clothes. I didn't even need to instruct her. With every button undone by tongue, lips, and teeth, ecstasy bloomed on her face. She was thrilled at the thought of what degradation awaited.
"Well-trained."
"Y-Yes... hehe."
She mumbled around the button in her mouth, voice muffled and airy.
Just one left. Ziiip. She tugged down the zipper with her teeth and bit the waistband of my underwear. Without a word from me, she stripped me completely—down to the last scrap covering my cock.
It sprang free into the air.
"Gasp!"
Ellis inhaled sharply at the sight.
"Surprised? Bigger than you expected?"
"Ah... Yes."
She nodded.
"Is this why you're so hard?"
My
[Sexual Sadism]
had kicked in the moment she started undressing me with her mouth, so yeah, I was rock-hard. But that wasn't the answer she craved.
"Who do you think I am? You didn't seriously think I got excited over your pathetic body, did you?"
"Ah, right."
"I got excited," I lowered my voice, "seeing the body of that leader bitch you brought with you. Not some worm like you."
Hah, hah. Even as I denied her humanity, Ellis breathed harder, aroused.
"You did well, so here's your reward. Tell me what you want."
"Ah, then..."
She fidgeted shyly with her fingers before whispering cautiously.
"Use my mouth-pussy like an onahole, please."
Hm. Stronger than expected. Ellis pried her mouth open with both index fingers. Saliva stretched in strings inside.
"You serious?"
"Yes, please ruin it completely. A piece of trash like me doesn't even deserve this."
If that's what she wants.
"Fine."
I gripped my cock and slapped her cheeks with it.
"This what you want?"
"Yes. I want it."
Every slap made her stretch out her tongue desperately, trying to lick it.
"Fits you perfectly, you filthy thing."
I shoved my cock into her mouth and grabbed her head with both hands.
"Wish it had handles."
Would've been easier. I yanked her head toward me with all my strength. My long, thick shaft plunged fully into her mouth.
"Gurk!"
Warm, wet tightness enveloped me. I felt her throat clench around the tip.
"If you want to be used like an onahole, squeeze properly."
Her throat tightened instantly at my words. I felt the pressure as I pulled and pushed her face back and forth.
"Grrk, glurk!"
The wet slaps of flesh and Ellis's pained gags filled the room. She couldn't breathe properly—her hands pounded my thighs in frantic resistance. But I had no mercy.
If she wants to be a toy, an onahole...
I'll treat her like one.
Only when she thrashed for air did I pull out.
"Haaah!"
Ellis gulped in air. Thick strands of saliva linked her mouth to my cock. Foamy white drool dripped from her chin to the floor. Were those hearts in her eyes, or was it my imagination?
"Hah, hah."
She was dying to finger her pussy right then. But her Master wouldn't permit it. She wiggled her ass desperately to beg, but—
"Gurk!"
Her Master was busy using her mouth like an onahole.
I'm... gonna die.
She needed oxygen. Ellis clung to her Master's body, flailing for air, but he only glared down with cold eyes. Emotionless—like he was looking at an object. No, less than that.
That gaze set her body ablaze. She'd long passed her limit, but now she swelled like a balloon about to burst.
Her Master's cock ravaged her mouth and throat. The more it did, the more acutely she felt her powerlessness. She was weak. He was strong. It was natural for the strong to abuse the weak. His forceful violence ignored her feelings entirely—and she shuddered, climaxing hard.
Her whole body grew hypersensitive. Her mouth and throat felt like a real pussy, waves of pleasure crashing endlessly.
"Glurk, glk."
Was Master close too? His pistoning sped up relentlessly. Ellis's mind grew hazy.
Aah.
Oxygen deprivation fogged her brain. Thoughts wouldn't form. Reason slipped away—and the pleasure overwhelming her only intensified.
Aaaah.
Dizziness hit. The man before her loomed gigantic. His voice echoed like an echo in her drunken haze.
-Swallow it all.
The Absolute's command. To her, it was divine oracle. She wanted to answer, but her mouth was full.
Yes.
If words wouldn't do, she'd prove it with actions. The Absolute yanked her face deepest. She felt the cock pulse in her mouth.
In rhythm with its throbs, Ellis swallowed. Sweet semen poured down her throat with her saliva.
What a waste. She wanted to savor it on her tongue. But...
Commands were absolute. She gulped endlessly, throat bobbing.
Pop! The suction was so tight, air burst out as I withdrew—like my cock might rip free.
"Hngh."
I looked at Ellis, a mess of tears and drool. Her state was indescribable. She'd chosen to become a complete tool for my satisfaction.
Every time our eyes met, she shuddered. Just from having her mouth fucked, she'd felt it like a real pussy pounding. This woman had fully submitted to my dominance.
Asking if she was okay would be the opposite of what she craved.
Shame.
It'd be nice if the woman kneeling so sweetly before me, gazing up adoringly, were Seria. I truly regretted it.
Because she was more beautiful? No.
Simply because, back when I'd read this novel, Seria was the character I'd loved most.
That was all.
"Ellis."
"Y-Yes, M-Master..."
"Prove your worth from now on. Do that, and I'll give you the rewards you crave."
"I-I'll tell you e-everything."
She answered as if she'd been waiting.
"What can you tell me?"
"I can give you all of Hongryeon's information, Master. I'm... yours now."
"Is that so? Then what do you want?"
"Torment me, please. Use me like a thing."
"Hm, feels like I'm getting the short end."
"Ahh!"
She shuddered at my words alone, satisfied.
"Sorry. How dare a mere object make demands."
"Intriguing proposal. In exchange, dig up the info I want. You're free to go out. Tell them you've earned my trust."
The emperor won't buy it, probably.
"I'll do my best."
Luis nestled back into the emperor's arms. He said he liked her corpse-like state.
"No reaction at all, really."
The emperor smirked down at Luis.
As expected.
Being held by him felt like nothing. It had to be that man's weird technique. Luis vowed never to return to that mansion. She didn't want him seeing her true naked self.
"What did the spy we planted say about Morris?"
"No issues."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Even after her report, the emperor stroked his chin thoughtfully. What was he thinking?
"Even Hongryeon's leader fooled? Fascinating. Heh, fascinating."
The emperor laughed like a madman.
"Get regular reports. And update me on the progress—the original one I ordered."
"You mean Seria's training progress?"
Slap! Out of nowhere, the emperor backhanded her. Luis's head snapped to the side. His smile vanished.
He glared at her with murderous eyes.
"Watch that mouth. She's not someone whose name you get to utter."
"Sorry."
In times like these, apologizing was best. No one knew what a rage-blinded emperor might do.
"Have them check and report on that status-executed bitch's training progress."
"Understood."
Luis's heart wasn't light as she received the order.
"The weather's really nice today."
I glanced down at Emir, walking shoulder-to-shoulder on my right.
"As Lady Solarion says. Fine weather indeed."
I'd come to a famous park in the capital with Emir. But her expression wasn't fully bright.
"Though I don't get why you two are tagging along."
She muttered at Baekseol on my left and Seria trailing a step behind.
Indeed. Today, I'd gone for a light stroll with Emir, Baekseol, and Seria.