Chapter 118
Chapter 118
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 118
Chapter Title: Shut Up, You Stinky-Headed Bitch
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Scraaape...!
"Hey, you sow! Isn't your pussy clenching?!"
"......"
While I came once, Seol Harin climaxed twelve times.
A bit more than last time?
"Hey! Did you pass out?!"
"N-No... Ahhiiik......"
Seol Harin babbling like a baby.
Drenched in sweat, she couldn't come to her senses.
"Kukuku. Your messed-up face is fucking adorable."
"Oooong-♡"
She came at the word "cute" and fully passed out.
And with that, Seol Harin's challenge ended.
By the way, knocking her out took quite a bit out of my stamina too.
I wanted a quick break, but Cloé couldn't wait and pounced.
"Harin passed out? She acted all high and mighty, but she's such a wimp...."
"That's as trained as she gets."
"Pfft... Training your pussy? Well, it might get a little better."
"Hey! And what makes you so smug?! Huh?! You, begging for my cum!!!"
Cloé suddenly pulled down her skirt.
Then she flattened herself on the floor in a cat pose.
"If you're curious... just use it...♡"
Her waist bent flexibly.
Her large ass relative to her body drew a pretty heart shape, flaunting its taut bounce.
Unprepared, her plain gray panties were stretched tight.
The crotch was soaked with juices, darkening the color.
Cloé had wide hips.
They'd caught my eye from the first time I saw her.
Watching that pretty ass wiggle like it was begging to be pounded nearly made me lose it, but...
"Hah? You think flaunting something that tiny makes you a woman? This bitch is hilarious-!"
"Eut...!"
I'm the sadist president...!
I have to keep my dignity.
Today wasn't my day—it was Cloé's.
"Urp!"
I grabbed her nape and lifted her like a cat.
Cloé was short, and everything except her ass was small, so she wasn't heavy.
"Eh? W-Wait a sec?"
Cloé seemed extremely flustered.
"This thing's so small it's not even a woman—just a plain onahole. Kukuku."
"It's my first time...!"
"Whoa~ Got myself a plump miso soup onahole-!"
And just like that, while holding her in the air.
Squelch-!
"Oguh...!?"
I shoved it in.
"Uooht! New product's grip is no joke! The ass bounce is insane—feels so good every thrust!!! Way better onahole than you look, huh?!!!"
"Aaht! Hah...! Too, deep...! Wait, stop......!!"
"Hah? You think I'd stop after pounding something this good? Blame your pussy for feeling so great—if you're mad, tell it!!"
"Ogoguh...!"
There was a reason Cloé acted confident.
Her sensitivity was definitely lower than Seol Harin's.
She only came four times while I unloaded once.
Cloé's weakness was elsewhere.
She couldn't handle maso situations...!
A total pervert wimp who cums from maso roleplay even without dick, so how much would she love it with pounding and maso play?
Cloé, you lucky bitch.
Fuu...
You've got it good.
Being the sow of a kind man like me...
"Kinda hungry, huh?"
"Heok... Huh...?!"
With Cloé still impaled, I headed to the fridge.
I heated up some chicken breast and grabbed a protein drink.
Back in the room, I had her sprawl on the bed.
I kept pounding from behind and placed a plate on her back.
"Ahk...! H-Hot...!"
No worries about burns.
This was all just acting.
I had no intention of actually hurting Cloé.
The plate was just lukewarm, but Cloé was overreacting...
"Hey!! Onaholes don't talk!!!"
"Eup...!"
I stuffed my panties in Cloé's mouth.
And started eating.
Munch-
Chicken breast and drink while buried in Cloé.
🍗 Today's Diet Tip! Chicken breast tastes even better when eaten during sex! "Keep your back flat. Spill the plate and I'll kill you."
"Gonna... cum again...!"
As expected, Cloé was cumming nonstop.
Hm. But something felt lacking...
Her reactions were so good, it ignited my acting soul...!
What would real trash Gold Sun do right now?!
He wouldn't focus on sex.
He'd find something more fun.
Like...
A game.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ 📱 Asmo Raising Asmo is calling for Daddy! I placed my smartphone on Cloé's back and launched 'Asmo Raising'.
So now I was pounding Cloé's pussy, eating chicken breast, and playing a phone game.
"This... is awesome...♡ Being a tool... is the best...♡"
My customer seemed highly satisfied.
The problem wasn't Cloé.
It was the daughter in my phone.
💬 Chat -Asmo: Daddy! Asmo leveled up! -Me: Hey. Level 3 already? -Asmo: Yeah! I'll get even stronger and protect Daddy! The bubbly Asmo hit level 3.
I had auto-battle on, and she was growing fast on her own.
Then it happened.
Asmo's expression turned icy.
💬 Chat -Asmo: But Daddy... who's that sister you've been pounding since earlier? "Hah...?!"
I was fucking shocked.
So shocked I came without meaning to...!
Spurt spurt spuuurt-♡
"Oooong...!?"
Kim Taeyang failing to control his ejaculation...!
Asmo's line was that impactful.
She can see me...?
She can see me even inside the game...?
I just live-streamed fucking another woman to the world's strongest yandere daughter?!
Tap!
I immediately closed the app.
Asmo's probably pissed.
Proving it, creepy alarms blared from my phone.
📱 Asmo Raising Asmo is calling for Daddy! Asmo is calling for Daddy! Asmo is calling for Daddy! Asmo is calling for Daddy! Asmo is calling for Daddy! ... We're fucked!!!
Asmo is fucking pissed...!!!
📱 Asmo Raising Asmo attempted to escape! Asmo's escape failed.... Asmo is plotting ways to escape. Escape... from inside the smartphone...?
Guess I need some solid excuses ready.
First, wrap up with Cloé, then soothe Asmo.
"Hey. You pass out too?"
"......"
Cloé couldn't speak.
Her vacant eyes burned with pleasure.
Good. Next step.
Make Cloé a public meat toilet! ~Fake hidden cam operation!!
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ I experienced ultimate pleasure from the maso roleplay.
My body felt light, floating...
Like ascending to heaven.
Memory cut out briefly,
and when I came to, my limbs were bound.
"Ugh.... What is this...?"
"Kkubul kkubul~"
"Kkubul?!"
It was Kkubul binding Cloé's hands and feet.
Originally Rasha-ra, the whip constellation that was Cloé's.
She had Cloé in a strict turtle shell bondage, immobile.
Cloé's body was crammed in some box.
That much I could tell.
Hard to survey surroundings.
Kkubul had her bound so tight, she couldn't turn, not even her head.
"Explain what's going on..."
"Kkubul kkubul~ Just following Master's orders..."
Then.
Kim Taeyang's voice from behind.
On the phone with someone.
"Yeah- heading out now."
"T-Tae, Taeyang? Where are you going? Untie me!!"
Kim Taeyang continued the call like he didn't hear Cloé.
"Got a meat toilet in my lounge, so let's make some cash off it."
'Cash...?'
Her heart pounded fiercely.
Kim Taeyang's roleplay wasn't over.
Maybe it never was roleplay.
The crisis of it being real.
Before that violent pleasure, Cloé nearly came again.
"Hah? 10,000 won to fuck that mutt pussy once?! Do it for 5,000 a shot!"
"......"
With that, Taeyang's voice faded.
Just the click of the door told her he left.
"K-Kkubul... Stop joking and untie me...?"
"Kkubul kkubul~ Someone's coming..."
"?"
For real.
Door opened, footsteps approaching.
Swish-
Something fluttered down in front of her.
A 5,000 won bill.
"N-No...! Stop...!"
Cloé clenched her pussy and asshole tight.
Her only resistance in this situation.
'Really gonna get fucked by some nameless guy...? No way...!!'
She enjoyed maso, true.
But she didn't want to be a slut.
That was instinct as a woman before maso.
Fear crept in.
Heart thumping.
Sweat beaded along her pussy folds.
Yet part of her anticipated it.
'So I'm... Taeyang's "product" for sale...?'
Reduced to a sex commodity.
Spread if Taeyang says spread, fucked if he says fucked, roll if he says roll—a perfect possession.
Her price? Not even Lady Shin Saimdang, but Yi Yulgok...
Even Joseon scholars would call it cheap!
'I've become... Taeyang's slut...'
Maybe the ultimate maso pervert form.
Squelch-♡
Finally, dick stabbed in.
Clearly different shape and size from Kim Taeyang's.
Pathetic male organ, sorely lacking.
"Ogook...♡"
.
.
.
"Kuhahaha! Look at this!! Cumming her brains out thinking it's another guy's dick!! You're a hopeless fucking pervert, huh?!"
"......"
I grabbed Cloé's chin and forced her to watch the video.
Yet her pussy still stroked my dick gently.
"Hey, mini sow."
"Y-Yeah...?"
Cloé was humiliated.
Watching herself cum wildly, mistaking it for a gangbang—her face twisted.
Her pussy got wetter endlessly.
"Get it now? Only I can handle a maso slut sow like you."
"Right...♡"
"Then lick my toes. Clean between every nail."
"Yes...♡"
"Hey!! I said don't really do it!!! It's dirty!!!!"
"?"
I'm exhausted...
Let's stop...
Acting sadist so much is breaking my heart...
Am I turning into a real psychopath...?
"Hoo."
I sighed without thinking.
A sigh from Kim Taeyang's body.
Never sighed before, it feels like...
Sadist acting must be mentally draining.
Cloé looked shocked, eyes wide like a bunny,
then hugged me tight.
"Thanks, Taeyang."
"Hey. What's that out of nowhere?"
"For acting... for me."
As expected.
Cloé noticed too?
Well, even I'd think it was acting.
I'm nothing like a sadist normally.
"Thanks, so... I'll serve with my pussy...♡"
"Hah?"
"You just stay still...! I'll take care of everything...!"
Cloé pounced like she wanted to devour me.
Hearts thick in her eyes.
"I wanna cum! Cum more!! Keep... insulting and pounding me...!!"
Sex zombie mode, driven only by pleasure.
Sex addiction symptoms.
Knew it'd come to this.
"Urp."
I popped the prepped pill in Cloé's mouth and closed her jaw.
Then stroked her throat to swallow.
Gulp-
"Huh...?"
Pill effect was spot-on.
"Suddenly... so tired..."
She collapsed into me.
Hm... A hug's fine.
I stroked her sparkling blonde hair.
We were sweat-soaked from long sex.
Cloé's scalp scent wafted faintly.
"This bitch's scalp smells nice."
"...Taeyang. You can drop the act."
"Hah?! What act?!! Your scalp really smells like dick cheese!!! Sniff it yourself if you don't believe me!!!!"
"I said drop it!! Pointing out non-existent scalp smell isn't funny...!!!"
Back to normal in a flash.
Yelling at each other like this reminds me of untamed Cloé.
Back then, she'd scream defiance to not lose to me.
"Think your scalp doesn't smell?! Uweeeek!! Warm garbage from your scalp!!!"
"Shut up, you stinky-headed bitch."
"Gyaaaaaak!!!!"
Bickering a bit more.
Finally, exhausted Cloé laid her head on my thigh.
"What's the plan ahead?"
"Hah? What plan?"
"You got dungeon assignment rights. Guild master's grinding her teeth. Says she'll kick you out no matter what."
I'm using dungeon rights to pull guild forces into the Sun Church.
Also boosting clear rates with optimal dungeon knowledge.
In two more weeks, opinions on me will flip.
Justis stock will skyrocket too.
Above all, in Justis's coming chaos, 'Sun Church' and my position will be the solution.
Eventually, shocked by my leadership, Park Hee-yeon will kneel in tears, speaking in tongues...
Only I foresee all this.
From Cloé's view, my position might seem shaky.
"Don't worry. Got it all planned."
"You know the guild master was a big deal in her prime?"
Park Hee-yeon, guild master.
Like most guild masters, a retired hero off the frontlines.
"So what? Retired hero? No constellation left— no reason to watch out for the guild master sow."
But she has no constellation.
The one that made her top hero cut ties upon retirement.
That's the backstory I know, and what the game showed.
"What if the guild master has a hidden constellation?"
"Hah...? Hidden constellation...?"
Cloé smirked devilishly.
The smile from her Guidance Committee President days, trampling student rights.
"It's a constellation in ant form... the God of Stocks."
"God of Stocks? Ant?"
Park Hee-yeon.
Seemed there was another hidden reason for her stock obsession.