Treat Me More Like an Object ♥
I want you to treat me more like an object♥
"Fuck, that's hot."
I rose from my seat and planted myself right in front of Brina. "Ahh, Master." Just moments ago, she'd been flaunting her curves with a provocative smirk, but now that I was close, her expression melted into pure surrender. Her gaze locked onto the cock right in front of her eyes like she was hypnotized. It was perfectly level with her face.
Brina handled the throbbing, vein-bulging shaft like a priceless treasure, stroking it gently before rubbing it against her cheek as she gazed up at me. "So hot... so hard... so thick, Master's cock♥ You got this excited just from looking at my body."
I said nothing, just stroked her head as she nuzzled my cock against her face. Her silky pink ponytail cascaded through my fingers like liquid silk. Peeking through her bangs were those odd eyes—one violet, one gray—brimming not with a monster's hostility, but infinite affection for me. Her perky nose, cherry lips glistening with lube, soft, plump cheeks yielding to my cock. Ears longer than a human's but shorter than an elf's. It was still hard to believe a being like this was my onahole now.
A creature I could use however I wanted. One that would obey any demand with joy. No need for pangs of conscience or worries about going too far. Because this was just masturbation with an onahole, nothing more. And if the onahole herself craved being treated like an object—and loved it—there was even less reason to hold back.
Yeah, now I got it. Why I'd awakened this ability. I'd told myself otherwise, but deep down, I was hungrier for sex than anyone. Now that I had the tools and stamina to indulge, wasn't I diving headfirst into this nonstop wankfest? Brina, Slami, and all the onaholes I'd make from here on out—I couldn't wait. But for now, time to use the one right in front of me.
Her mouth had gotten plenty earlier, so to make up for skipping stage three, I'd give her pussy a turn. "Brina, spread your pussy."
"Yesss~♥"
At my command, she spun around eagerly, dropping into position on all fours with her ass high. Her fingers pulled her pussy wide open. That perfect, birthing-hips ass, thick outer labia spread to reveal delicate inner folds like flower petals. Her winking entrance, tiny urethral hole. Lube dripped from her clit onto the floor—her pussy was already a sopping mess. Probably since the moment I'd been hand-milking with Slami.
Her pussy looked promising, but something else caught my eye just as much. "You grew an asshole?"
"Interested in this hole, Master?"
Her anus twitched in response. Like the rest of her, it was a beautiful pale pink, tight wrinkles converging to a perfect pucker.
I wasn't uninterested, but not tonight. Right now, I wanted to stuff my cock into her pussy. "Nah, your pussy looks tastier."
No reason to look elsewhere when her pussy was drooling lube and begging. "Good thing. I actually prepared a secret gift for you, Master. Nngh—ahh?!"
She slipped her fingers inside, stretching her entrance wide to show me everything. "Hah, haa... Can you see? Brina's special gift?"
"Your hymen...?"
Deep inside her gaping hole, past the folds, wasn't her cervix—it was the hymen she'd had back in her handhole stage one days, pierced right in the center like an invitation. Why had it regrown after we'd already broken it?
"When Master restored my eye and arm, my hymen regenerated too."
Seemed the defect repair had fixed that as well. What a pleasant surprise. A regenerating hymen meant I could deflower Brina over and over. My personal onahole, always fresh as new. She wiggled her ass side to side, tempting me.
"Pierce Brina's second virgin pussy with your massive cock, Master♥ Nnghaaa...!!♥♥"
Without a word, I slammed straight into her virgin slit. Restored by defect repair, it gripped like brand-new pussy, dense wrinkles pushing back against my shaft. But my cock's force and her endless lube let the head plow through, burrowing deeper bit by bit.
Finally, at about two finger-widths in, her hymen kissed my tip. Brina's back shuddered. Her upturned eyes held a flicker of fear for the pain—and far greater excitement for the pleasure to come.
I dropped to my knees, gripped both her wrists, and locked in for the thrust. She knew what was next and whispered, "Break me♥"
I yanked her arms back and drove my hips down hard. Pop—rip—shrrk! The sudden pressure stretched her hymen, briefly blocking my glans, but my relentless push tore it asunder. My cock plunged to her depths.
"Heguk?!♥♥ Nn, grooooh...!♥♥♥"
Wrists pinned, head thrown back, she convulsed in orgasm. Squirt—squirt— Her pussy gushed, soaking my balls.
I grabbed her chin, forcing her rolled-back eyes to meet mine. "Heuu~?♥"
"How's it feel, hymen ripping?"
"The b-best~♥"
"Then say thanks."
"Th-thank you for breaking Brina's virginity...♥♥"
Her gratitude spurred me on. In push-up position, I pumped my hips—not my upper body—slamming my cock into her cushy ass over and over. Squelch—squirt—squelch—squirt—
"Euk♥ Uk!♥ Ohok♥ Ohoook!♥"
Lube squirted from her pussy with every thrust, splattering between cock and folds. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Flesh smacked flesh, mingling with her moans to fill the room.
Each downward plunge grazed her cervix, creasing her brow and rolling her eyes back. "Like this? Here?"
"Nngkut?!♥ M-Master♥♥ H-ha...hhu...♥♥♥"
Scraping the bumpy ridge near her bladder sent her focus glazing over as my cock dragged past. Spurt—
"What, squirting already? That's your weak spot, huh. The G-spot?"
Clear fluid pissed from her urethra like urine, her face slackening. Dazed eyes stared into the distance, mouth agape with a string of drool. This was no cum-drunk haze from absorbing semen—it was pure, primal bliss from her original body's nerves.
But I wasn't done. Han Yeoul stirred her foggy mind back with my cock. "Ugook?!♥♥"
"Don't zone out—squeeze like a proper onahole!"
I targeted that spot relentlessly. Each hit made her squirt and blank out, only to snap back. Her brain felt like it was turning to mush.
But I'm so happy♥
This merciless Master didn't care what happened to her—He just kept pounding her weakness because her reactions were gold. Her belly bulged with my cock's shape, too massive for her body. Gripping her arms like handles, like He'd torn her hymen, He put His full weight into thud—thud— crushing her ass, threatening to punch through her walls.
That force, that heat, that raw lust—it all hit her. His merciless eyes saw her as nothing but a cum dump. Her body was useful to Him.
I want you to treat me more like an object♥
Her masochistic craving responded: her sealed cervix began to creep open.