Reforming the Walking Disaster
"Haaak... haaak... hng..."
I stopped after exactly ten strikes. Even with mana reinforcing my hand, my wrist ached. And that was without her actively using her mana. The gap between S-rank and D-rank.
If I go any further here, it'll be dangerous.
It wasn't because my wrist hurt. It was from peeking into her desires intermittently with my ability.
-Sunbae... my belly...
-I love you...
Gasping breaths, whispering to me in the illusion—Jin Seong-ah. She casually gripped the blade of a dagger radiating a chilling aura and held it out to me.
-Me...
-If it's from sunbae's hand... it feels like I'd be happy...
-With that...
The Jin Seong-ah in the illusion was in far worse shape than the one right in front of me. Her straight nose was collapsed, blood streaming down. One side of her face was caved in, her shoulder dislocated at an unnatural angle. Yet there was no sign of pain. Her face was filled with pure bliss.
Jin Seong-ah holding out the dagger, whispering for me to stab her throat. If I pushed further, she'd end up like Shin Ji-hye, craving death.
Of course, there were differences. Shin Ji-hye desired death itself, while Jin Seong-ah wanted me to kill her. And unlike Shin Ji-hye, Jin Seong-ah wouldn't come back to life if she died.
Going any further would be too risky.
This one's turning out like Shin Ji-hye...
I'd managed to somewhat twist Shin Ji-hye's death obsession. The desire I glimpsed from her today was walking her daughter to kindergarten hand-in-hand. I'd probably need to do the same for Jin Seong-ah. Make her crave the violence I inflict on her, but not let it go beyond that. Then slowly shift it toward brighter, more hopeful desires.
...Am I gonna end up killed by Shin Ji-hye?
The thought crossed my mind. Jin Seong-ah was the most recent S-rank recruit to the guild, a superstar rookie among the promising ones. Turning a girl like that into this shape...
First things first, clean this up.
I dispelled the illusion. Her legs trembled like she might collapse any second, but she kept her hands locked behind her head as I'd ordered.
"Seong-ah."
"Y-yes, y-yes, sunbae...!"
"Seems like the punishment's enough, don't you think?"
"Ah..."
A sigh escaped Jin Seong-ah's lips. She'd really wanted to get beaten right up to the brink of death by me.
"I, I think... um..."
But she couldn't say it out loud. Her stomach was bruised black and blue, her body on the verge of collapse. Insisting on more punishment would just look freakish. Like she'd been wishing for this punishment all along.
Good thing she hasn't broken that far yet.
The moment I thought that, an unexpected reply came from her mouth.
"It's not... enough..."
"......"
"I think I need more punishment, sunbae. I... still..."
"Seong-ah."
...She's starting to lose it too. The guild master's deranged face flashed in my mind—no way that was my imagination.
"This is punishment for what you did wrong."
"Y-yes..."
"It's punishment for disobeying what I taught you when I was team leader. If I go further, it'd just be me taking my anger out on you, right?"
"Y-yes, that's right..."
"That'd be wrong. Got it?"
I needed to implant the idea. She got pleasure from violence, but that violence had to be framed as punishment dealt to her. She couldn't crave it just for the pleasure.
"Yes... sunbae."
Eventually, as a human, she'd grow numb to the pleasure. One day, like in the illusion, she'd surpass violence and crave death by my hand.
"But, Seong-ah."
"Yes...?"
She didn't get pleasure from violence alone, though. Violence that crossed her lines in situations she thought she controlled, and submitting to it. I could train her using that.
No, I had to.
'Train' sounds kinda off. I'm a gentleman; I don't like this genre. Anyway.
"Separate from the punishment for sneaking into the gate on your own, there's one more thing you did wrong."
"...Huh?♥"
A heated breath slipped from Jin Seong-ah's mouth. Wrong—and the punishment to follow. Her face lit up with anticipation.
"Who said you could piss yourself like that during punishment?"
"Ah..."
I knew it wasn't piss. It wouldn't be this clear and sticky if it was. It even carried that sweet scent like Shin Ji-hye's. A hunter trait, distinctly different from normals.
"P-piss, ah, it's not..."
"Then what is it?"
"Ah..."
She accepted violence as pleasure, but hadn't awakened to sexual desire yet. I needed to open her eyes to it—before her twisted desires led her to beg me to kill her.
"Seong-ah."
"Y-yes...!"
"You dirtied it, so you clean it up."
"Ah... th-that's..."
"You gonna ask the care team staff to clean it? Tell them a girl over twenty pissed the bed?"
"I'll clean, I'll clean it...!"
Her face flushed crimson as she frantically looked around. Searching for something to wipe up the puddle of her own fluids that had soaked the floor.
But there was nothing like that. She never cleaned; the care team handled it. As long as they existed, she'd never cleaned this room herself.
"Towel, a towel..."
She settled on a towel. In this massive room like a hotel suite, she staggered toward the bathroom far from the bed, clutching her lower belly.
The next moment, Jin Seong-ah collapsed to her knees.
"Ah... aaah..."
"What's wrong?"
Pretending concern, I crouched down and whispered coolly into her ear.
"Legs too weak to walk, huh?"
"Ah... s-sunbae, get the towel... please..."
"Forgot you pissed on my feet too? By the time I go to the bathroom... the whole room'll be soaked."
"Th-then what... do I..."
"Dunno."
I tugged lightly at her clothes.
"Wipe it with what you're wearing? You can change after. But when the care team picks up the laundry..."
"Ah, n-no, not that... please no..."
"Then there's another way."
"An- another... way...?"
"Yeah."
To make her realize this was her only option, I gripped the back of her neck and pried her mouth open with my fingers.
"Lick it clean. Right?"
"Ah..."
"You said it wasn't piss? Then you can lick it. It's not that dirty."
"S-sun, sunbae..."
"Seong-ah."
Make her joyfully accept even repulsive acts if I ordered them. That way, keep the pleasure of violence from escalating to death.
"You're being punished right now."
"Ah... y-yes... that's right..."
"Lick it clean. All of it. As much as you squirted."
"Y-yes... ♥"
Her tear-streaked face flushed again. Not violence, but another form of punishment—still, because it was my punishment, it was fine.
She slowly lowered her head from her knees. Bringing her face toward the puddle of her own fluids.
...lick.
Her small tongue slipped out and began lapping at the puddle. It looked like it'd take forever to clean a puddle bigger than my palm.
"Seong-ah, how long you gonna keep that up?"
"...Hng?!"
"It's pooled up, so just drink it. Right?"
"Y-yes... ♥"
Her body shuddered, breaths ragged, but she accepted it. She pursed her lips toward the puddle.
Slurp...
The sight of her sucking up her own fluids. My cock, which I'd been planning to shove into Shin Ji-hye tonight, twitched hard.
"Haa, ha, hng...! I-I drank it all..."
"All?"
"Y-yes, s-sunbae. See? It's clean..."
"Haa."
I sighed dramatically and perched on the bed's edge.
"Seong-ah. I said it's punishment."
"...Hng, yes."
"Why try to end it on your own? You haven't even done it properly."
"Th-then...?"
"Forgot you pissed on my feet already?"
"Ah, s-sorry, sorry...!"
"Gotta teach you every little thing. Jeez."
Muttering disdainfully, I jerked my chin toward my feet.
"Clean it properly. Got it?"
"Y-yes, properly... hng?"
I grabbed her head as she crawled toward my feet.
"Seong-ah."
"...Yes?"
"Wrong order."
Submitting to violence. I whispered to make her feel her utter submission to me.
"You gonna piss all over sunbae's feet all willy-nilly... and just let it slide?"
"Ah... ♥"
"Kinda pisses me off."
Jin Seong-ah's face turned beet red up to her ears. Shame filled her upturned eyes—then excitement burned it away, claiming her pupils.
"S-sorry... ♥"
"......"
"Sorry for pissing on sunbae's feet without permission... ♥"
Her head buried in the spot where her fluids had been, her body twitched. She might not realize it, but her ass was wiggling.
"Fine. I'll let it go once."
"Th-thank you ♥"
"Clean it properly."
"Yes ♥"
Her reaction had changed. Her voice dripped with stickier desire than when begging for more punishment.
She lifted her head and slowly brought her lips to my foot.
"Hng... ♥"
She buried her nose between my toes, inhaling deeply, then stuck out her tongue.
"Slurp ♥"
She licked the fluids off the top of my foot. With surprising care.
She glanced up at me, gauging my reaction, then lifted my foot slightly and began sucking my toes.
"...Smooch."
Watching her, a dark lust stirred in my chest.
"Cl-cleaning it properly, sunbae... ♥"
"Good girl."
"Hee ♥"
Even as I stroked her head, she tried to lick my hand.
I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Seong-ah."
"Yes, sunbae. It's Seong-ah... ♥"
"You did one more thing wrong."
"Yes...?"
I pulled her body up onto my lap between my legs and reached for her mouth. I swept the fluids from around her lips onto my finger.
"Thought you didn't know it wasn't piss?"
"Ah...?"
"I was waiting for you to be honest. That it's not piss—it's the slut juice you squirted while getting punished and excited by sunbae."
I shoved my fluid-coated finger into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around it, sucking like a baby on a pacifier.
"Still not saying it all?"
"Mmph... ♥"
"Why not?"
I slowly explored her mouth with my finger. From gums to the depths behind her molars. She gagged but didn't spit it out or bite.
"Didn't wanna get caught as a pervert who gets turned on from getting hit?"
"Hng... ♥"
"Seong-ah, answer me. If you won't, I'll get a dog or cat instead—why deal with you?"
The moment I parroted the 'me' from Kim Hee-jeong's desires, her shoulders twitched. Her already lust-glazed eyes grew hazier.
"S-sorry... ♥"
"Look at it now."
I grabbed her hand with my free one and shoved it between her legs. Powerless, she couldn't resist even as her pussy spread wide.
"Hng...! S-sunbae, not there... ♥"
"Feel what state you're in? Squirting slut juice during punishment, still leaking now."
Her tightly clenched pussy. Fluids bubbling out between.
"Didn't know our Seong-ah was such a lewd bitch getting excited from punishment and dripping from her cunt."
"N-no, not... hngg!!"
Her voice melted, no shame left. She denied desperately, but unconsciously thrust her hips to grind her pussy slit on my finger.
"Hng... ♥"
She turned her head into my arm. Inhaling deeply—another gush of hot fluids poured out.
"Y-your, s-smell, hugging in your arms, so good... ♥"
"Liking foot smell got you excited, now my body scent too?"
"Y-yes... ♥ So good, I-I'll die... ♥"
Her hips jerked endlessly, trying to force my finger into her slit. I deliberately pulled it away and whispered.
"Then you gotta beg for it, right?"
"Ah... ♥"
Gush. Another hot flood from her pussy slit.