Full-Scale Bitch Punishment ♥
When Lee Jiun first heard Kang Minu’s proposal, she had scoffed inwardly. ‘Me falling in love with him in just two hours?’ What was this, some third-rate drama? There was no way something like that could happen in reality.
“...Ha. How shameless.”
Announcing it in advance like that only made her bolt her heart shut even tighter. If she gave emotions no room to take root, that was the end of it.
‘I can roughly guess where that confidence comes from, though…’
Jiun gave the man standing before her a quick once-over. Veins bulging on arms that looked ready to burst. The majestic outline of his pectorals clearly visible even beneath the thin shirt. A face believable as a celebrity’s and an overall tightly knit, rock-solid physique. But the physical transformation didn’t matter much. What mattered was the atmosphere. The atmosphere had changed completely from before.
Of course, even when she had seen him on campus or run into him near her house, she had thought he was quite handsome with a decent body. But how should she put it… ‘Back then he definitely gave off a slightly creepy vibe…’
Yet now? The creepiness had vanished without a trace. He carried himself with the relaxed composure of an apex predator staring at prey. Kang Minu was radiating the overwhelming aura of a dominant male.
‘But… can a person really change this much in only two weeks? Did he take something?’
Male hormones, maybe? Some kind of injection? As she kept sneaking glances at the changes, Kang Minu slowly stepped closer. The moment he stopped right in front of her, a thick wave of raw male pheromone hit her so hard it nearly stole her breath. Jiun felt goosebumps rise along her nape without meaning to. She made sure not to show it.
After a short negotiation, one word left Minu’s mouth.
“Scared?”
Crack—. Even though she knew it was pure provocation, that attitude ignited Jiun’s competitive spirit.
“You’re so shameless it’s actually interesting. Fine. Give it your best shot.”
The part about finding it interesting was half sincere. Still, she could already guess how it would play out. Men like this were all the same—the overconfident type who believed any woman would fall if they simply pushed forward with their face.
“Insertion is off the table. I’m a virgin. I’m saving my hymen for someone I truly love.”
Jiun had added the no-penetration clause as a safety net.
“OK. Confirmed. Then we start now. Two hours.”
Minu accepted without the slightest hesitation, as if it made no difference to him. That reaction convinced Jiun she could trust that part. Kim Minji had told her how he had kept their initial contract and never laid a hand on her throughout the entire filming. With that level of self-control, it should be fine. He had held back in front of Minji; he could certainly do the same in front of her. All she had to do was humor him for two hours.
“Go on, then. Try me.”
Slap.Slap!
The moment she accepted, he suddenly delivered two sharp slaps across her cheeks. The stinging burn made stars explode in her vision.
“……?”
Even after slapping a female college student’s face, Kang Minu stood there completely unashamed. If anything, his expression asked what the problem was.
“Why? It’s part of the play. You’re going to whine over something this small?”
…So this is what he’s like?
Still, she could endure this much. No, it was more fun when he came at her like this.
“…Do whatever you want. After two hours I’ll make you regret it for real.”
But that flicker of interest lasted only a moment. Slap— When the third slap landed without even giving her the courtesy of a reply, Jiun had to swallow the rage boiling up inside her.
Endure… just endure…
They had both agreed, so this was a contract. Besides, if she just played along for two hours, she could claim Kim Minji completely afterward with no further interference.
Yeah, whatever. It’s only two hours.
This deal is pure profit for me… That thought turned out to be the greatest miscalculation of Lee Jiun’s life.
Even after they pulled an untraceable black latex hood over her head backwards, fitted her with a nose hook and gag, stripped her naked, and made her lie down in the suit while her spread labia were slapped with an open palm, Jiun still believed she could last two hours.
But.
A moment later her body was hoisted upside-down into the air.
“Gwoooook—!?”
The instant Kang Minu’s cock speared straight down her throat, Jiun realized something had gone horribly wrong.
“Gok… gooook… guuuuup—!!”
Every time that absurdly thick, long shaft invaded the depths of her esophagus and then ripped back out, her consciousness flickered like a dying fluorescent bulb.
“Gok—! Gook—! Geok—! Geoeok—!”
This was insane. Breath play was one of Jiun’s favorite genres. She had even demonstrated it on Kim Minji. But no matter how extreme the genre appeared, there was still a line. You measured how long your partner could hold their breath, then faithfully gave them breathing intervals. That was common sense. Because it was play, not actual torture.
Kang Minu, however, showed zero consideration.
“Bueeeeek—! Geeeeeek—!!”
He gave her no chance to breathe at all, swinging his cock however he pleased. He was truly using her like a giant onahole, like a living toilet. What the hell was wrong with his brain? Was he confusing the steel-skinned 2D heroines he saw in anime with actual women? Had he forgotten the basic biological fact that humans die when they can’t breathe?
How could he be so… lost in his own pleasure that he could mercilessly ram his cock into her like this?
At this rate… she was really going to die.
Her oxygen-starved brain sent frantic signals throughout her body. In the next instant Jiun abandoned pride, the contract—everything. Only one thought consumed her.
Right now.
She had to breathe.
Thud!Smack!Slap slap slap!
Jiun thrashed desperately for survival. Hanging upside down, she beat at Minu’s thighs and sides with her short arms and slapped his cheek with the thighs draped over his shoulders. Since he wouldn’t let her speak, these were desperate bodily signals begging him to stop.
“Kuuu…! Kk! Kkeoeoeok…! Kek kek kek! He… hehyeo!”
But the answer that came back was utterly hopeless.
“Hm? Asking me to let you down? I can’t understand a word. Pronounce it properly.”
“He… hehihahuhuhu!!!(Let… let me doooown!!!)”
“You want me to pull my cock out?”
“Geok—! Halhi! He! Hya hyugeo!! Geok—! Geoeoeok—! (Hurry! Pull it out! I’m dying!)”
“But… I feel so good right now. When else am I going to get an experience like this…”
“……!?”
There was no communication! What was this? Could those words really come from a human mouth? While someone was dying underneath him, he was saying he had no intention of stopping because it felt good?
In that moment Jiun instinctively understood.
She was going to die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. Die. She was really going to die.
This man was a male in the purest sense—a beast. This wasn’t safe, gentle BDSM. He had zero intention of stopping until he was satisfied.
Fear crept up from the pit of her stomach. Her consciousness, deprived of oxygen for so long, grew hazy. Right before it snapped completely—
Sluuuuurp—
“Uwoooook—!”
The massive weapon that had been stuffing her throat was finally pulled free.
“Good. I’ll give you a short break, so pull yourself together.”
Thud!
“Khek! Kulk! Heok… heok…!”
Finally lowered to the floor, Jiun coughed up thick ropes of saliva and desperately gulped down air.
“Ah— My throat’s dry after sweating so much. I’ll go drink a glass of water. Second round starts immediately, so wait quietly.”
Second round right away? Wait quietly?
The carefree voice drifting down from above sent a chill through her. That indifference terrified Jiun to her core.
He doesn’t know the meaning of moderation.
The fear that staying still might actually turn her into a corpse gripped her. Thump. Thump. Kang Minu’s footsteps moved toward the kitchen. That sound became her signal.
Wiiiiing—
Amid the ringing in her oxygen-deprived brain, one pure instinct took root.
I have to run.
While that crazy bastard was drinking water, she had to put even one more meter between them.
Tap tap. Thud. Tap tap.
Jiun scratched at the floor and began crawling on all fours. With her eyes covered there was no sense of direction; she simply flailed her limbs madly in the opposite direction of the receding footsteps. She had no time to register what a pathetic sight she must be.
And at last she found a narrow gap. Jiun shoved her body into it as far as it would go and buried her face inside.
But that desperate flight didn’t last long.
Slaaaaap—!
“Hiiik!”
A sharp pain suddenly tore into the soft flesh of her ass. The instant that brutal slap landed, one thought filled Jiun’s mind.
Found. Found. Found. Found. Found.
This place wasn’t safe.
Screaming, she fled on all fours again. In truth she had no idea where she was going. She simply crawled through the lightless darkness with the single-minded desperation to escape the agony.
Tap tap tap tap.
The sound of her beast-like limbs scraping across the living-room floor. Yet no matter how frantically she ran, the relaxed footsteps shadowing her from behind never faded.
Slaaaaap—!
“Kueeeeek!!!!!”
Her ass burned as if set on fire. Found again. Found. Found. Found. Found. This place wasn’t safe either.
Where? Where could she hide?
Thump— Thump—.
After repeated cycles of beatings and flight, she was finally cornered. When she tried to change direction, her head bumped not into a wall but into Kang Minu’s leg. The moment she realized there was nowhere left to run—
“Heh… hehyehe…”
A hollow laugh slipped out. Normal thought was already impossible through the fog of fear and confusion. Jiun gave up on escape. Having given up, she focused solely on pressing her burning ass against the cold floor to cool it, exactly like a real animal.
Then—
“Hey. I won’t hit you, so stand properly on all fours.”
Eh? He wouldn’t hit her? Really? He was saying he wouldn’t hit her now?
“Huh? Not listening? Want more?”
“……!”
At that moment Jiun’s mind snapped back to clarity. Following the order, she hurriedly pressed her upper body to the floor and thrust her ass as high as possible. If this posture alone could spare her from being hit, from being suffocated, she would hold it forever.
But the next instant her body was flipped upside-down again, floating into the air, and the devil’s voice spoke from beneath her chin.
“Hey. Choose.”
“Hyu… hyuhak?”
“Choose. Option one: hold your breath for one full minute starting now. Option two: stay upside-down with my cock in your throat for the entire two hours.”
What followed was violent sex—or rather, one-sided masturbation and the relationship between a man and a living onahole. His cock drove into her not merely down her throat but as if it were raping her very soul.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
After desperately holding her breath for one minute, the conclusion was a pathetic nasal creampie.
“Goweeeeeek—!!”
Semen poured into her right nostril, swirled through her nasal cavity, and gushed back out the opposite nostril with a wet whoosh.
She barely had the presence of mind to process it, yet Jiun still couldn’t comprehend how a human body could produce that much semen.
Plop—
After unloading, he finally laid her body on the floor. Jiun, who no longer had strength to move, simply panted raggedly.
Yet even after a long time passed in that state, the beast made no further contact. A tiny sprout of relief bloomed within the swamp of anxiety.
Did I… survive? Maybe he went to sleep?
Yes! They said once a man cums his sexual desire vanishes completely! Sage time! It had to be sage time. They said even a naked woman in front of them feels like nothing during that moment.
But the relief was short-lived.
Thud.
Something heavy and scorching hot pressed against her gums.
…No way.
Her mind went blank. There was no way. He had just cum. He had cum so much. Unable to believe it yet with no other way to check, she—
Haaap—
took the object touching her gums into her mouth and carefully rolled it across her tongue to feel its shape.
Slurp. Slurp.
The raw silhouette transmitted along her tongue. It had not gone soft at all. What filled her mouth was still a fully swollen, rock-hard glans.
“……!”
Eyes flying wide in shock, Jiun jerked her head back. The instant she pulled the glans from her mouth, Kang Minu’s voice drifted down from above.
“Well then… I’ve shot one nice load, and you seem pretty satisfied too… up we go—!”
After a brief pause, the death sentence fell.
“Warm-up’s over! Shall we start the real fun now?”
Thump.
Her heart plummeted. Everything until now had been warm-up? This hell had been foreplay? Overwhelming despair painted Jiun’s mind pitch black.
◈ A lewd parasite that burrows into the peripheral nerves of the clitoris.
◈ It stabs the wearer’s most sensitive nerves with microscopic tentacles at random intervals.
◈ Tentacle intensity depends on the parasite’s mood.
◈ The parasite naturally dissolves after two hours.
◈ A lewd slug that clings to the nipples and sucks bodily fluids.
◈ It causes the wearer’s nipples to swell to abnormal sizes for a set time.
◈ The slug naturally dissolves after two hours.
***
I sat comfortably on the sofa, savoring the sight of Lee Jiun trembling like an insect on the rug.
“Kek kek—. Grrruk…! Kek kek!”
Jiun couldn’t control her breathing. She kept blowing her nose with wet hng-hng sounds to expel my semen, but the nose hook made it difficult. Tears slid down the bridge of her nose. Semen dripped from her pig-like upturned nostrils. Saliva poured from her permanently open mouth, soaking the rug.
The miserable sight gave me a momentary twinge of conscience—maybe I had gone too far—but.
She brought this on herself.
To completely detach a vicious bitch like Jiun, half-measures would never work. I had to carve fear and pleasure into her very bones.
I turned my gaze from the shuddering Jiun and looked down at the other tools I had summoned via the app on the sofa.
…What the hell are these?
I examined the bizarre objects that looked like living tissue, then moved on to check the rest of the items one by one. After that I explored Jiun’s own collection lying beside the sofa. One object in particular caught my eye: a 500-milliliter enema syringe as thick as my forearm.
She had seriously planned to use this monstrous thing on Kim Minji?
Staring at the syringe, an idea so devilish it surprised even me flashed through my mind.
……
There was an old saying passed down from our ancestors: women with nasty personalities always have weak assholes. This was the perfect chance to test whether that wisdom was true. I happened to have the perfect items to assist with an enema, and there was still plenty of time left.
I slowly gathered the syringe and the various tools. After laying them all beside the rug where Jiun lay face-down, I crouched in front of her face.
Thud—
My cock, which had returned to full erection without me noticing, poked her gums. Suddenly—
Flinch—!
Jiun’s whole body shuddered. Then she voluntarily took the tip into her mouth and began rolling it with her tongue.
Slurp. Lick.
After licking it several times she suddenly jerked her head back as if spitting it out. I had no idea what she was trying to do, but whatever Jiun did at this point didn’t really matter. Any resistance from her in that state was meaningless thrashing.
“Well then… I’ve shot one nice load, and you seem pretty satisfied too… up we go—!”
I stretched lightly in preparation for the next round.
“Warm-up’s over! Shall we start the real fun now?”