The Ritual of Submission
Master’s cock…♥ Slave cunt…♥
A rise in the obedience stat meant, in other words, that if you steered things toward sex, the target would move on pure instinct.
Watching Hyejin submit made his cock surge hard.
One step short of a full, raging erection.
Even in this state, shoving it into her pussy would make for a magnificent cock—the kind that would send that cunt straight to Hong Kong.
With his cock in her mouth, Hyejin’s cheeks ballooned out like she was sucking on a lollipop.
Slurp— slurp—
The more she sucked, the redder her face grew.
Hyejin, once his personal bully, now had his cock stuffed in her mouth. What had been pure fantasy, pure dream, had become reality.
His father used to say, “Dreams★ come true,” and damn if he wasn’t glad he’d stayed alive for this.
Slurp— suck—
“Mmnh… nn…”
Look at her savoring his thick cock like it was some rare delicacy.
Heh.
The girl who never treated him like a man—hell, never even treated him like a person—was now pure female in front of his cock, suck-sucking away while he watched from above.
Pleasure stacked on top of pleasure.
But the important part? This hadn’t even started yet.
Slurp— suck—
This was just one of the submission rituals he’d invented.
Besides, she was sucking hard, sure, but there was zero technical skill. Her tongue moved like a baby snake that had never learned the leisurely, forest-prowling grace of a seven-banded krait!
…He didn’t like it.
A first experience had to be intense.
Thrilling. Beautiful.
Objectively speaking, though, Hyejin’s fellatio skill was…
Disappointing.
He’d expected a total slut, yet here she was fumbling with clumsy tongue work, and all he could do was sigh.
“Haah…”
Forget skill—there was no heart in it.
She was just a bitch in heat who’d run into a massive cock!
Anyway, Hyejin, who’d been watching his face, tried to answer.
“Mph? Mmph-mmph.”
She answered with his cock still in her mouth, so he couldn’t make out a word.
Probably meant, Why’d you sigh?
Was his cock still too huge for her to handle?
He stopped stroking the back of her head.
“Mph?”
He’d been petting her to confirm she was tamed, but apparently that had made her suck half-heartedly.
He put force into the hand that had gone still.
He grabbed a fistful of Hyejin’s hair.
“Mph?”
“You. Until I say so, cock-sucking is temporarily forbidden.”
“……?”
He ruthlessly knocked away the small hand that had been carefully cradling his precious cock, then pulled her head off his dick.
Drip—
“…Ugh!!”
A moan mixed with a scream, and sticky fluid spilled from her mouth, trailing down her chin.
“Stop.”
“…? Why are you killing the mood… It was just getting good, you tease… Does a cock normally fill your whole mouth like that? It’s way bigger than I thought. Caught me off guard.”
“Of course not. You think cocks like mine are common?”
“Let go of my hair. I’ll suck it… okay?”
“You’ll suck it?… Who told you to half-ass it like that? You ever even sucked a guy’s cock before?”
“…Mmm…”
Her expression looked embarrassed, but it was more of a “got caught?” vibe than a “yeah, I’m a total slut” one.
What about all those filthy posts he’d seen on her SNS?
Don’t tell him Hyejin had been a fashion bully this whole time?
“Whoa, for real? You’ve never sucked one?”
“…Have you ever gotten sucked?”
“Yeah. Obviously.”
Obviously a lie.
Where the hell would he have gotten sucked?
Maybe by the enemy team during a teamfight, sure.
But BDSM was all about momentum.
If you lost the momentum going in, the fun died.
—Or so his master had taught him.
With the items he’d brought, he figured he could enjoy himself for at least a month.
Anyway, there was a reason he’d stopped Hyejin’s blowjob.
For now, having her put her mouth on his cock before the main event was enough.
It was a bit like European culture—kissing the back of a hand to show respect.
First things first.
“Take your clothes off.”
“…Huh?”
“Strip and let’s play. You want it now too.”
“…Mm.”
“Then strip.”
Hyejin carefully slid the straps of her camisole off her shoulders.
Obedience Stage 4—she responded to the order instantly.
I like this.
Then she froze mid-motion and just stared at him.
“What are you doing? One suck of cock and you broke? Your movements are sluggish.”
“…It’s not that. Um…”
“Hm?”
What was the holdup making her hesitate like that?
Frustrating.
What the hell had punched through Stage 4 obedience just to make her stall on a command?
“…Are you… going to tell the other kids we had sex? The classmates… do you still talk to any of them?”
“…Hmm.”
In other words.
She was worried he’d go around bragging that the old loser had gotten his cock sucked and fucked her while she panted?
Thinking about face at a time like this?
“Guys… you know how it is. When they bag a girl they treat it like some heroic tale, use it as drinking-party fodder…”
“Do they? I wouldn’t know.”
“No… you’re going to use all those toys you brought… You’ll exaggerate and spread rumors, right? That would be so humiliating…”
…He had no one to tell.
He didn’t have friends.
The few people he still knew had already left early for the military.
“…I won’t go that far. Just strip already.”
“You promise?”
“Yeah.”
Only after getting confirmation did Hyejin start taking her clothes off.
He watched the show and filed the promise away in his head.
Not as a promise he had to keep.
Just empty words to soothe her anxiety so she’d calm down.
Of course promises were precious.
But a promise with a school bully? Fine to break.
If the sex play with him became Hyejin’s dirty little secret, he could use that too.
That was his conclusion.
Wait a second.
What the hell was he doing thinking about other shit while Kim Hyejin was putting on a fantasy nude show right in front of him?
Right now, the important thing was watching Kim Hyejin’s clothes peel off her body one by one.
When she slipped off the camisole, the fabric caught on the collar around her neck and slid down with a soft rustle.
He unhooked the camisole from the leash and brought the clothes—still warm with her scent—to his nose.
Hnn—
Smelled good.
Faint soap mixed with skin.
Then he spoke to Kim Hyejin, who was covering her white bra with her arms, looking shy.
“Smells nice. Did you wash?”
“Mm, I bathe properly…”
“What about your pussy? Whatever—how long are you going to take? Planning to finish stripping tomorrow?”
“No…! I’ll hurry…”
“Hmm…”
This time Kim Hyejin was peeling off her pants.
A tiny triangle of panties and creamy thighs came into view.
Firm, healthy, full of vitality.
Hyejin had always been good at PE.
She liked working out, maybe?
Now that she was all grown up, he wondered if she was just as good at working out on a bed.
His gaze locked onto her pussy.
Gulp.
The Y-zone.
Even covered by panties, you could see how plump that pussy was with the naked eye.
Hoo.
“Hey, stop drooling all over while you stare at it!”
“Don’t wanna.”
“Well… fine, I guess…”
“So, can you take off that annoying bra and those panties too? I want to check out your nipples and pussy right now.”
“D-Dosik…”
“What? Why are you suddenly saying my name all sticky like that?”
“I-I’m so nervous my arms won’t go up… Can you take the bra off for me?”
She said it and turned her back before he could even answer.
What was this? Seduction?
A woman in nothing but underwear, from behind.
Beautiful.
Look.
The back of that bra cupping Hyejin’s chest in a perfect ㅛ shape—how gorgeous was that?
He tossed the camisole onto the sofa.
Then he stepped close to Hyejin.
Thok—
“Ayat!…♥ Something poked me…”
“Ah, sorry.”
His cock, already at full charge, had accidentally stabbed her ass.
He’d apologized like some weakling instead of a master, but it was probably for the best.
Look at that monstrous cock.
Basically a meat bat… smacking her ass with that had to hurt.
But the second it touched her, Hyejin’s voice got even stickier?
She was definitely reacting to external stimulation.
He was curious.
About Hyejin’s hidden nature. Her instincts.
He grabbed the bra hooks.
Just a couple of tiny little rings holding up those big tits—modern science’s masterpiece, really.
Click.
The hooks came free and the elastic snapped the straps outward.
Whip—
Hyejin turned back around.
“Thanks… Ugh, this is so embarrassing…”
She boldly lowered the bra.
Hyejin’s chest, right in front of his eyes.
“Ooooh…”
Pretty big tits.
That early-twenties firmness.
Nipples that the specialists called pink beans.
The bra marks still pressed into her skin were a nice little erotic bonus.
Extremely satisfying.
He wanted to take a big bite right then and there, but he held back.
Sex with Hyejin had to follow the rules.
“Well? …Do I still look like a slut to you?”
“Nah. A slut would have black beans. Yours are pink. Confirmed virgin. Pass.”
“What… I don’t understand a single word you’re saying!”
Hyejin’s face was flushed and flustered.
Cute.
…Ah.
Cancel that.
This bitch was a school bully who needed a good spanking.
A sly, lewd little fox.
He was going to punish her for real.
He checked his mindset again.
“Why aren’t the panties off yet? You gonna make me say every single thing? Can’t you just do it properly on your own? Do it like when you worked at the department store.”
“…So. Do you hate it? Me… do you hate me?”
He didn’t hate it.
Every time Hyejin acted coquettish in front of him, precum beaded at the tip of his cockhead and dripped onto the floor.
He was marking territory on the linoleum of Hyejin’s studio apartment with his own precum!
Hyejin had gone past obedience and was now actively trying to lead things into sex.
“The panties too. Will you take them off for me?”
“You’re really making me do everything, huh? …Can I rip them?”
“…Do whatever you want.”
He was joking.
They were plain cotton—he wasn’t actually going to tear them.
Anyway.
Without meaning to, he ended up on one knee in front of Hyejin’s pussy.
Thud.
Only one knee, so it didn’t feel like he was groveling or begging for forgiveness.
He held the leash in his mouth and grabbed the edge of the panties riding her hips.
And for the first time in his life, he pulled a girl’s panties down.
When he came face-to-face with her pussy up close, a sharp scent tickled his nose.
So this was what pussy smelled like?
…Kinda addictive!
And then.
Shhhk!
The panties came down, and a pussy even plumper than he’d imagined came into view.
“……!!”
“What. Why are you so shocked…”
“Can I give your pussy a little slap?”
“…What!?”
He hadn’t asked for permission.
Out of pure delight—or maybe just to confirm her nature in real life—he flicked her pussy with a sharp little smack.
Thwack—
“Auuuuugh!!♥”
Hyejin’s legs buckled hard.