Quiet Dawn, Feral Cravings
A quiet dawn. Silence hung heavy in the living room of Ayoung's luxury apartment. After carefully washing his wounds in the living room bathroom and slapping on some bandages, Ohu sank back into the sofa, draped in a loose shower robe. Fresh from her own shower, Ayoung had spent the entire night sweating bullets on cleanup duty per Ohu's commands. Clearing out the kimchi plastic sheets from the master bedroom turned makeshift operating room. Patching the busted door lock temporarily. Scrubbing bloodstains off the floor, and so on. She was quietly playing the role of the dutiful aunt, handling the housework without a peep.
I've gotta rest today. My head and body's at the limit.
Ohu resolved to launch the real revenge tomorrow morning, once Ayoung got back from her normal commute as a KHC exec. Starting shit sloppily at night might lead to irreversible fuckups.
"Auntie. Clean up roughly and crash wherever."
"Got it, Ohu. You must be beat too—go rest up. I swapped all the guest room linens for fresh ones."
Ayoung flashed a bright smile while running the vacuum. Ohu ignored that nauseating grin, hauled himself up, and headed to the guest bedroom at the end of the hall.
He pushed open the door to find a cozy bed under soft lighting. As Ohu rolled his stiff neck and turned to flop onto it—
Slipping in through the cracked door came Miyang, clad in nothing but a thin shower robe, scampering after him.
"......The fuck? Why're you following me instead of sleeping?"
Ohu eyed her wearily, but Miyang just clicked the door shut with a snap. Then—
"Maaaster......"
With cat-like spring, she pounced—whoosh!—straight onto Ohu, tackling him like prey.
"Mmph......!"
Her hot, soft lips devoured his in a greedy, feral kiss. Schlurp—. Saliva sloshed thickly as tongues tangled roughly, an intensely lewd, heat-drunk smooch wrapping around Ohu's mouth.
Ohu tried to push her off in panic, but Miyang locked her arms around his thick neck and hoisted her legs up, coiling them like a vine around his bloated waist.
"Haaah...... haa, Maaaster...... smack."
Their lips parted briefly, and Miyang whispered with glazed, hazy eyes.
"Praise Miyang...... I ran so hard to save Master...... nyang."
Her body was already scorching hot. Under the robe, buck-naked, her crotch pressed to Ohu's belly was leaking hot juices, soaking his robe.
"Give Miyang a prize...... Master's cock...... gimme cock...... nyang."
Her ass started subtly grinding against his groin. Ohu's massive dick reacted to the blatant friction and her sticky she-cat musk, swelling terrifyingly once more.
"Hey, Miyang. I'm fuckin' exhausted today...... ngh."
Ohu clung to his sanity, trying to back away—but his back hit the soft mattress. Done in by her weight on his waist and clingy charm, he toppled onto the bed with a thud.
Now Ohu lay sprawled on the bed, Miyang straddling him triumphantly. She slipped the robe's tie loose, baring her naked form. Perky tits, slim waist, sleek hips with that tail swaying. Legs splayed wide like a cat in heat, she gazed down at him seductively.
"Master's scent...... so good......"
No more room to retreat. Ohu stared up at Miyang, thighs spread, desperately craving him. Inside, two selves clashed.
Forcing emotions with that cheating Hypnosis App, injecting fake love, then defiling her body with it. It was the exact garbage his dad Ha Deok-gu pulled—the shit he loathed, the shit that dragged his mom to hell.
Am I...... turning into that bastard fucker......
Bitter self-loathing surged up his throat. Fucking a woman broken by hypnosis made him want to puke.
But his lower half was rock-hard, gnawing at his reason. This pathetic, hulking worm-body's instincts craved pleasure harder than any morals.
In the end, Ohu squeezed his eyes shut and dove into rationalization.
Fuck it. Line's already crossed...... Pretending to be pure just gets me killed. Revenge tomorrow crosses it too...... So...
Ohu snapped his eyes open.
First one's for Miyang, who worked for me.
His thick hand slid down her thigh toward her secret spot.
"Haaah......! Aaang♡"
His rough, burly fingers plunged fearlessly into her sopping-wet pussy.
"M-Maaaster...... nngh! Heeeung......!"
"Fuckin' soaked."
"Miyang's pussy's all slick already...... Earlier, on the street, thinking of Master while I masturbated...... Inside's all melted, nyang...... ahhnnn......!"
Forgetting shame, she confessed her slutty deed, bucking her hips. Each finger-thrust into her walls made her cat ears twitch, cat-like moans spilling out in ecstasy.
"Maaaster...... not fingers...... Master's cock right now...... put it in pleeease......! Haaang♡ Heeeeng!"
At her desperate begging, Ohu stopped teasing and pulled his fingers out. He shed his robe, then teased her dripping entrance with his throbbing monster cock.
Her body stiffened at the hot, hard glans.
"Ah...... Master, wait...... aaah!"
Miyang gulped, staring down at it. Even through pants earlier, it was huge—but up close, it was beyond imagination: thick, brutal.
"Master's cock...... too big...... Miyang's pussy'll rip...... nyang...... heeeuk......!"
The heat-drunk vixen from moments ago quailed before the real thing, instinctively trying to clamp her legs shut.
But Ohu had no patience for her whining.
"Hold still."
He gripped her hips firm with both hands. Then mercilessly—
Squelch—crunch!Splurt!
—he rammed his massive cock into her tight slit in one go.
"Heeeeeeuk—!! Aaaaang♡!!"
A sound like her narrow gap tearing forcibly—
"Ah...! Ah....! Haaang! Hnggg......!"
—and an immense girth brutally stretched her walls, burrowing deep. Miyang's back arched bow-like, a silent scream ripping from her throat. Her knuckles whitened clutching the sheets.
"Hngk...... hngggk! M-Maaaster......! Nngh♡ Ahhnnn......!"
Her body rigid, she gasped for air.
"Just the cock in...... feels like my belly's bursting...... can't... can't breathe, Master......! Heeeeeeng!"
Overwhelmed by the novel mass, pain-laced pleasure, tears welled physiologically in her eyes.
Ohu too, veins bulging on his forehead, panted roughly. So tight. Her hot, slick walls gripped his monster without mercy, a brain-melting squeeze.
"Haa...... relax."
To loosen her up, he leaned down, nipping and sucking her floppy cat ears.
"Nyat! Master, not there...... aang! Haaaang♡!"
Teased at her erogenous ears, tension melted from her body, juices gushing. Feeling her walls soften, Ohu drew back—then slammed forward, starting full piston-fucks.
Plap!Thud!Thud-thud-thud!Squelch!Splorch!
"Aaaah! Master! Aaang! Aat! Haaaang♡ Heeeung......!"
Dull flesh-smacks and sloppy juice-squelches filled the guest room. Each bombing thrust from Ohu's heavy hips shoved Miyang up the bed, beastly howls erupting.
"Miyang...... Miyang's breaking! Master's cock melting my pussy! Nyang! Ahhnnn......! Hwaaang!"
Meanwhile.
Beyond the soundproof door, where those savage mating cries leaked faintly—under the dim hall light, Ayoung, just finishing living room and kitchen cleanup, froze mid-step toward the master bedroom.
"Haa...... haat......."
The muffled flesh-slaps and woman's moans from the closed door. Her face, so recently the obedient aunt under hypnosis, began flushing with raw arousal.
Thanks to the Hypnosis App command, she perceived the room's fuckfest as just her nephew and his girlfriend's passionate lovemaking.
"Young folks...... so full of energy...... hng."
Ayoung licked her wet lips, trying to head to the master—but her feet wouldn't move. The male grunts and heavy thuds from beyond stoked her buried voyeurism and lust like mad.
In the end, she gave up on the master, slumping against the firmly shut guest door.
"Haa...... Ohu......"
She hiked up her silk homewear skirt. Her long white fingers slithered under her piss-damp, sticky panties from earlier.
Using her nephew's rough sex sounds as BGM, Ayoung's flushed face sank into voyeuristic bliss, pleasuring herself.
"Hngggk...... heuk, heuk...... slurp! Haat......! Ahhnnn...... fingers...... feel so good......"
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Inside, the fuckfest raced toward climax. Sweat-drenched, Ohu kept pounding away. But even in the heat, a question nagged his mind.
Thought a back-alley villain slut like her would've been worn loose as fuck, but why's it this tight?
Her walls clenched his monster like they might draw blood—not the feel of some well-fucked whore. Panting roughly, he kissed her sweat-slick forehead and asked.
"Haa...... hey, Na Miyang. You're a villain, right? Then why're you this fuckin' tight? Were you...... a virgin?"
The casual question—even Ohu felt pathetic asking it—froze Miyang mid-gasp in pleasure.
"......."
A flicker of sorrow and misery crossed her ecstasy-glazed eyes. Flashes of her past: scraping bottom as a villain, doing filthy shit.
"Hngk...... kk......"
Tears suddenly burst from her eyes. Sobbing pitifully, she crushed Ohu's waist in a bone-breaking hug.
"D-Does Miyang...... feel like a virgin......? Maaaster...... aaang......!"
"Why... why're you crying?"
Ohu panicked, slowing his hips—but Miyang clamped her legs tighter, sniffling.
"No...... Miyang's dirty...... not a virgin......."
With her tears, she added a piece of her past.
"Back then...... whenever Mom was gone, that stepdad fucker...... grabbed my tail...... locked me in the basement...... hwaaaang! Heeeuk......!"