Our Pussy No. 1 Is So Wet... The More I Prod...♥
Spanking.
A general term for the act of striking a partner's buttocks with the palm of the hand or with implements.
Beyond mere corporal punishment, it is the most popular and symbolic means of physical and psychological exchange in the fields of BDSM and impact play.
I had contracted Hyejin as a masochist, but she still had no idea what my own inclinations were. I'd started this play thinking, Can't I just master everything?
And yet, without even realizing it, I had come to know the taste of spanking.
Have I figured out my own kink? Or is this... some kind of perk from the ability...?
...I had no idea.
For now, I'd just enjoy it.
I raised the cane high and brought it down on Hyejin's ass.
Crack—!!
"Ahhngh...!!♥"
The sharp impact and her moan crossed in the air.
Instead of the cheek I'd been beating before making her wipe my cock, I struck the opposite side. The left one was already a wreck — pain would outweigh pleasure there by now.
Of course, I didn't ask her directly.
But I figured it this way: a human ass comes in two halves. If you divide the buttocks into left cheek and right cheek, then the remaining thirty strokes I'd promised Hyejin would land on the right — not the left one, already swollen and blazing red.
Crack— crack—
"Nngh!♥... Nnngh!!...♥"
So I was giving her the feeling of something brand new being struck.
The awkwardness of those first hits had long since vanished. The thrilling hand-feel of that first spanking had been the best — but a little hesitation and a failure to control the force had dealt her far more pain than pleasure. Call it the blunder of a BDSM Master ability-holder.
Now, though, I could feel real growth. My mentor's snap technique combined with the experience of turning her left cheek scarlet, and I was striking her ass with considerable skill.
Crack— crack— craaack!!
"Ngh! Nnngh!..."
The more I hit her, the more her right cheek flushed red along the cane marks.
"How is it? You like it?"
"I-I like it... Master..."
Hyejin, too, was climbing fully toward the peak of pleasure. It was still strange to watch someone enjoy being hit. But I was taking pleasure from watching her take pleasure... maybe Hyejin and I were the perfect match after all?
Not that it mattered either way.
By the time I'd nearly finished the full thirty strokes, Hyejin's pussy had gone past merely beading with juices — it was spinning out long, sticky strands that clung and stretched without breaking, held by sheer viscosity.
How good must it have felt for her to be dripping pussy water like that?
Heh.
At last, true to my word, I tossed the cane aside. Then I drove my hand into Hyejin's pussy.
A near-ambush assault on her cunt.
Shlick—
"Ahhhhngh!!!♥"
Hyejin let out a long, drawn-out moan.
"How is it?"
"M-Master... your fingers in my pussy...!!"
"Stay still."
"...Yes..."
I could feel a delicacy and softness that made me wonder if I even ought to be stirring her up with my fingers. What would it feel like if I just rammed them in?
Would it hurt?
I boldly repeated the motion — in, out, in, out. Hyejin, still face-down, began to tremble in her arms.
Was it pain?
Again.
Shlick— shlick—
The harder and faster I tormented her pussy—
"Nngh!! Ahhhhh....!!"
—she clenched her fists tight. I could see with my own eyes that this wasn't pain. She was savoring pure pleasure.
"You filthy slut, look at you... the more I finger-fuck you, the more that pussy of yours flutters open, doesn't it?"
"...Nngh... yes..."
"Want me to go deeper? Until it's completely loose?"
"D-Do as you please, Master... nnngh...!!♥"
Crude talk during play only excites a partner further. Words I'd spat out as payback for old memories seemed to land on Hyejin as pure pleasure instead.
"Want more fingers? That pussy of yours is so springy and tight... you goddamn bitch in heat?..."
"Nnngh... I-I like it... nnngh...!"
My right hand kept up the power fingering; my left didn't rest either. It stroked over her swollen ass, then traveled up her waist. Destination: her breasts.
I seized those full, springy tits hanging heavy against gravity.
"Ahnngh!"
"Fuck, they're so firm. You like that?"
"Thank you... hee..."
Grinning like an idiot just because I praised her.
Tsk.
I wanted to hit her more, but further spanking was out of the question. I'd already delivered every one of the promised thirty strokes.
"Hah..."
"Huh?"
The truth was, both Hyejin and I were complete beginners at this. Of all the tools I'd bought from my mentor, we'd only used a collar and a cane — and look at the state of us. We were a complete mess.
Doing this every day would be impossible. We'd need to moderate the intensity. Two extreme beginners playing for hours straight? Dangerous. Push further and someone could get hurt.
Sure, I could tough it out through the injuries and finish with a climax — but factoring in recovery time, it'd be a net loss. Hyejin needed discipline tomorrow, and the day after that.
Time to bring this to a close.
I put the pedal down on the fingering. She'd said this bitch was wet — I'd confirm that much, then shove it in right away.
Shlick— shlick—
"Nngh...!! Nnnngh!"
Shlick— shhk—
"Ngh! Ngh!"
But the more my hand got coated slick with her pussy juices, the smoother the back-and-forth became. No — slippery was the better word.
And then—
Shlick— shliiick—!
"Nnngh...! I-It's deep... too deep!"
"And?"
"...I-I like it...♥"
My fingers were reaching deep into her pussy. Unlike a man who fires off cum in one shot and is done, she was continuously gushing pussy water.
I found myself fascinated by the changes in Hyejin's body.
Shliiick— shhk—
Squish— slap— slap—
Before long, the sounds coming from Hyejin's pussy turned wet and meaty. That squelching — the kind you only get when a cunt is packed full of thick, sticky juices.
"You filthy little whore... you're completely worked up, aren't you?"
"Ahnngh.... I-I'm gonna cum..."
"You've already fucking cum. You're saying you'll cum more? Even for water, this is way too much!!"
Squish— squish—
With every thrust of my fingers, pussy juice sprayed outward. Her bed was clearly going to be filthy with it by tonight. And before that juice even dried, my cock-water would be splattered over the top of it.
Whether that happened or not—
Squish— squish—
Under that wet, rough fingering, Hyejin looked up at me with a pleading face.
"What are you looking at? Never seen someone get finger-fucked before?"
"Master..."
"What?"
"Please put Master's cock in my pussy..."
"...!"
Huh?
Hyejin was the one asking first — begging to be fucked by my cock. Weren't men supposed to be the ones more vulnerable to lust? And yet right now... Hyejin wanted the penetration even more.
Had her patience hit its limit?
This wasn't a simple request or suggestion. She was begging.
"Fuck me... please, stop already..."
"Hmm."
She was clinging to me pitifully.
"...Please... I want to be pounded hard by Master's thick cock..."
"...Hmm."
Her eyes flicked back and forth between my massive cock and my face... and she was even stretching out a hand, trying to touch my dick!
Smack—
I swatted her hand away without mercy.
"Where does a slave bitch get off trying to touch her Master's cock without permission?"
"I'm sorry... I just wanted to be fucked so badly I couldn't help it..."
"Heh..."
A crooked laugh came out of me on its own. I wanted to remember this thrill for a long, long time.
First sex.
First play.
The smell of a pussy squelching and gushing its juices. The feminine fragrance of Hyejin's room.
Every time I moved my hand—
Squelch— squelch—
"Ahhhhngh!! S-Stop!!..."
Hyejin spilled out another moan. Once again I felt it — gaining this ability had been the luck of a lifetime.
Had this bitch Hyejin ever imagined the situation she was in right now? That she'd be begging to get fucked in front of the loser she'd once ordered around like a servant — ass raised high, getting fingered, crying out in pathetic moans. That she'd be helplessly dripping pussy juice under that loser's fingers.
That proud nose of hers had been completely smashed. Just like her ass, flushed red and burning.
...Dirty bitch in heat.
"I'll show you what cock tastes like today."
"Nngh...! Huh...!?"
Ah. I'd meant to think that to myself and ended up saying it out loud. Not that it mattered. It was the truth.
And I knew, by pure instinct, that the time had come to drive my cock into that pussy — soaked with water that might have been fountain-spray or love juices, I couldn't tell.
The floor was hard. Instinct told me I needed to move her to the bed to fuck her properly... and that instinct made me grab Hyejin by the hair.
Grip—
I seized it, then yanked it back. And there it was — Hyejin's expression, laid bare while she was still feeling the fingering.
"Ghhk..."
Then, with my hand still buried in her pussy, I dragged her toward the bed.
"Get up. Go to the bed."
"Yes... Master..."
"Be careful. If the hand in your pussy slips out, you're getting punished."
"Yes..."
The moment the words ended, Hyejin put them into action. Little by little she tried to rise, trembling as she found her balance, careful not to let the hand in her pussy pull free. She even clenched down around it.
Squeeze—
Hyejin's pussy clamping down on my hand. That grip—
...You've got to be kidding me.
How strong was it? As Hyejin rose and took careful step after careful step toward the bed, it felt like my hand was being dragged along with her. I was hauling her by the hair — and my hand was being pulled. A bizarre situation.
People say humans sometimes display superhuman strength. Exactly what will had produced this force?
Dominated by a fierce lust to get fucked...? Terrifying. Masochist!
And so, aimed at the ass of Hyejin — already preparing to take it doggy-style — I lined up my cock.
