The Birth of Slave No. 1
The Birth of Slave No. 1
"A slave... mm♥ what kind of sudden nonsense are you spouting...?"
Jjigeok, jjigeok, jjigeok...
Above the bathroom toilet.
An important secret conversation held while Woo Minjeong was atop my hips and her pussy was being pounded.
Since I didn't particularly want to stop having sex to talk, I kept talking during the act.
Diligently squelching away, occasionally licking Woo Minjeong's skin as we conversed.
"Actually, I obtained that man's ability earlier, and it's a rather peculiar one."
"Haa, haa... the man you killed?"
"Yes. And the man who was about to assault you, ajumma."
I informed her about the ability, <Slave Overseer>, that I had just acquired.
She would need to understand this to comprehend my proposal.
Not wanting to stop my hips, I briefly explained the ability while continuing to rub against the middle-aged pussy.
"So, that's the ability he had, and why he suddenly... tried to attack us?
The girl already fell victim to him?"
"I like how quick you are on the uptake."
Her mind was fairly sharp.
At this point, Woo Minjeong shut her mouth tight.
While continuing to let me feast deliciously on her pussy, she stared at me with half-lidded eyes and replied.
"...You know, hearing all that, do you think I'd actually allow it?"
A reaction that was only to be expected.
I had confessed without omission that once you become a slave, absolute obedience follows.
According to the description, any form of defiance is utterly forbidden, and from the moment the collar is attached, it's a slave's life.
Anyone who would agree after hearing such terms wouldn't be in their right mind.
However,
"Actually, I don't really want to make you a true slave."
"Don't make me laugh!
What do you mean not really? You already stole my ability. And on top of that, rape and violation...."
"Didn't you indirectly admit that a certain degree of retribution is deserved?"
"......."
"And I just want to check what the ability is like.
You have to try things yourself to truly know."
"Eut?!"
Smack!
I smacked her ass once.
It was a completely unconscious action.
I did it just because I felt like it while rotating my hips into her gaping pussy.
Should I call it an instinct inherent to men?
Every time I bit the nape of her neck or squeezed her ass tight, ajumma reacted strongly, so I liked it.
"Hoot, eup! Are you saying... you'll only go as far as putting the slave collar on me?"
"Yes.
Beyond this, I won't order you to do anything or force you."
I don't lie like some people.
I was 99% sincere.
I wanted to use the ability, but the conditions were so strict it was hard to use.
Therefore, break down the conditions through mutual agreement, then test the ability.
That was as far as I wanted to go.
To see what happens when it's actually activated.
Of course, there is that 1% chance of a change of heart.
"Don't make me laugh... how can I trust that?"
So, as expected, a refusal.
The pinnacle of suspicion, a firm rejection.
"Well then, I suppose there's no helping it."
"Aah?! Eung, eup♥ Wait...! Your glans, don't put it in too deep, your thing...!"
Since she refused, I just enjoyed the sex as I pleased.
Pounding her pussy, I made Jinseok's mother fully compensate for the crime.
Every time she shook her hips atop my waist, Woo Minjeong reacted violently.
Every time she was deeply impaled on my cock, ajumma's breath, as she panted, was sweet, so I rammed into her vigorously.
'She's really an ajumma, but she turns me on so fucking much.'
It felt better and better.
I felt good when she felt it on my cock.
In the enclosed space with the door closed, just in case, it got humid with both our sweat, and that was simply nice.
Just like that, thrusting deep into her vagina,
whispering while sliding in and out every time her arousal fluid flowed.
"Honestly, I also kind of took a liking to you, ajumma."
"Haa, ha! Wha... what?"
"Now our grudge-filled relationship is over, right?
It seems like Park Jinseok will keep acting like a damn fool, but I've let go of all my resentment toward you."
"......."
"Now that the revenge is over, I kind of wanted to just get a bit closer."
Honestly, this relationship isn't bad.
I lost my virginity to ajumma for revenge, and the sensation of her inner pussy is at an addictive level.
I wanted to see her a bit longer.
Of course, it was retaliatory rape, and her son witnessed it.
If things get awkward and I need to be safe, I'll take the hint and run away, but my personal desire was that.
I wanted to keep fucking her.
"Well, since your stance is firm, it can't be helped."
"Eup?! Ah, aaaang...♥"
But since I knew she wouldn't do it anyway, I just pounded her pussy more.
Gripping her plump ass tight, I pull her close and ram to the very end with a thud.
Enjoying the sensation of her squeezing tight, enveloping my body,
Bureureut! Bureut, bureut, bureureureut♥
Ejaculation.
A refreshing creampie while pulling the woman's body close.
'Ha... the pleasure is fucking incredible.'
"Hoo-at, eung, keep mixing it in...♥"
It felt different, squeezing the cum deep inside her vagina.
While pulling ajumma's body tight.
While taking in the musty, thick, rich scent of sweat, squeezing out the cum with a creampie, the dopamine surges.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say men are born for this, such an overflowing amount of pleasure.
"No... stop, I said it'll leave a kiss mark...!"
"I'll only make it a little."
"Really, seriously...!"
I pulled back the ajumma who tried to pull away, saying not to suck on her nape, and tasted it.
Leaving my mark on that Park Jinseok's mother feels so satisfying that I do it.
For an ajumma, she looks so fucking sexy that I keep licking her.
After that, we separated.
As I stood up as if it was enough, that stuff dripped down between ajumma's crotch.
"Kept only doing creampies..."
Jureuk...♥
Copious semen dripping down from between her pussy.
Woo Minjeong, her face completely flushed, rolled up toilet paper and cleaned it up.
After quickly wiping it away in front of me, she hastily threw it into the trash can.
"......."
"......."
After that, a brief silence.
On my side, a bit of post-nut clarity hit, so I just sat there.
After feeling slight muscle fatigue, I was slowly pulling up my pants,
"...Alright, I'll do it."
"Yes?"
At first, I wondered what she meant.
But then, as if implying she had been internally conflicted the whole time, she mentioned it again.
"That proposal you mentioned.
If it's okay with me... I'll become your slave."
"...Really?"
I had just casually thrown it out there earlier.
A roughly cast fishing line, thrown under the assumption it wouldn't work.
Woo Minjeong accepted it.
However, she quickly added, as if there were strict conditions attached.
"But, in exchange, only use it for the experiment!
You can't give orders or use the ability. You have to let me remove the collar whenever I want."
"Yes, of course, since it's only for experimental purposes."
"And! ...This condition is important."
She emphasizes it as if it's truly crucial.
Pausing for dramatic effect.
"You have to promise to protect Jinseok."
She told me to protect her son.
Using herself as a hostage, she asked me to protect Park Jinseok.
Hearing that, my face naturally soured.
"As a bonus, as much as possible, don't hit him or inflict injury in front of me."
"Didn't you just see who ambushed and attacked first?"
"O-of course! I think that just now couldn't be helped!
That's why I also belatedly tried to stop it...."
I let out a deep sigh.
"You probably don't particularly want to know this, but Jinseok... had it hard in many ways after his father disappeared.
He didn't get into university and had to retake the exam, things kept not working out, and his anxiety manifests in that way."
I really didn't want to know.
And I had zero desire to consider his circumstances.
"More than anything, it's... ridiculous for me to just stay still after what happened, isn't it?"
"......."
"Uh, anyway, I'll go along with it, so don't lay a hand on my son and protect him.
This is my condition!"
I thought about it for a moment.
Setting aside whether the deal's conditions were fair, this proposal was a bit novel, so I wanted to go along with it.
Woo Minjeong's sudden change of heart was strange.
To trust the person who raped and violated her.
When I asked what she'd do if I decided to betray her, she—
"That... I can trust."
She declared.
"Because you definitely seem like someone who keeps their promises.
Just now too... you only acted exactly as much as you were wronged, right?"
As it turned out, it was Woo Minjeong's thorough calculation.
A groundwork laid on the calculation that I would return my revenge strictly within a set upper limit.
That was amusing.
I let it slide because I found it funny how she acted as if she knew me when she had only seen me for so long.
"Alright, then. Let's go with that."
"Hey, it's a promise? About stopping... the beating of Jinseok."
"Even if I don't touch him, if he does something stupid or acts out of turn himself, I won't be responsible."
"...Fine, excluding unavoidable situations, within a reasonable line."
Thus, the deal was struck.
Under 'mutual agreement', the conditions for the slave formation were met.
[ The <Collar of Submission> has been fitted onto 'Woo Minjeong' ]
[ Woo Minjeong has been registered as Slave No. 1 ]
-As a slave, 'Woo Minjeong' cannot attack the Overseer and cannot disobey commands.
-If she commits an act against her master, pain and physical weakening will be applied as a penalty.
-The Overseer can sense the wearer of the Collar of Submission anytime, anywhere.
-The Slave can be trained with 'Candy' and 'Whip'.
Limited to the opposite sex, if the relationship deepens, a 'Brand of Domination' can be applied.
If the Overseer dies, the collar is automatically released.
"......! A collar really appeared...."
A small light flickered, and a collar appeared on her neck.
The first slave was born.
'Woo Minjeong' was ultimately registered as my first slave.
The Collar of Submission had truly materialized.
It must symbolize a slave, yet the design looked somewhat luxurious.
The collar was rhombus-shaped.
In poker card terms, a diamond form.
Actually, there wasn't really a chain, so calling it a necklace was ambiguous.
It looked like something embedded precisely in the middle of her collarbone, like some kind of magic.
She could confirm its existence by fumbling, as if it didn't feel very heavy.
After checking two or three times,
"Hey, it's according to the promise!
You said it was an experiment, so you mustn't give orders or have any other insolent intentions."
"I know, I know."
Woo Minjeong, who had said she trusted me, yet was frightened like a small bird, worried I might betray her.
After patting Woo Minjeong's shoulders to calm her down,
"Still, before we leave, this much should be okay, right?"
"......♥"
Kkuuk, kkuk!
I grabbed ajumma's ass.
Before leaving the bathroom after sex, I enjoyed a bit more of the feel of my hands and then went back.
I got hard again from the delicious feel of her plumpness, but I consoled my regret like that for now.
*
"......Mom."
"......."
When we returned, Park Jinseok was in the same spaced-out state as yesterday.
Woo Minjeong didn't answer Park Jinseok's question.
Ashamed of herself for having shared her body with me again, she pulled up her cardigan and hid it.
That's how she actually concealed it.
She hid the Collar of Submission created by the deal.
And she hid the red kiss mark on her nape that I had made because it felt good.
"Sorry. Did I take long?"
Aware of that, I slickly stepped in front to block the view and released Park Jinseok.
Freedom from the binding of the barcode cord that had been applied as a penalty.
But Park Jinseok was sagging like a deflated balloon, as if he no longer had the strength to resist.
No time to humor him.
Just as I was about to tell him to get up since we had places to go,
"Uuum...?"
A drowsy voice was heard.
A somewhat stupid-sounding female voice.
It was the girl I had picked up in the bathroom.
I couldn't exactly guess her age, but she probably wasn't much different from me.
Wearing a part-timer's vest, I could only assume she wasn't a civilian or something.
She looks around with those blank eyes.
Still with dreamlike eyes, she looks around, then hastily rubs her butt and retreats backward.
The ropes that had bound her like packaged meat had been untied earlier.
With her now-free hands, trembling, she points at me.
"Who are you?! I'm sure I was with that... bald man and—"
"He's dead."
"Excuse me?!"
"That man had some weird ulterior motives. I smacked him from behind with a bat, and he died."
No time for a long story, so I concisely told her just the facts.
I had somehow saved her, but since I wasn't very interested in the part-timer's circumstances, I stood up.
"Sorry, but that's all you need to know. We're leaving. You should do what you need to do too."
"Wh-what?!"
"Sorry. No time.
I need to go find them before it's too late. Looking for that bitch named Seulgi."
She was the closest target from Park Jinseok's house.
The second person I'd deal with was a woman.
Following Park Jinseok, among the girls, she was the bitch who beat the absolute shit out of me.
Behind my back, she talked shit; in front of me, she kicked me for the absurd reason that my cock was too big and grossed her out.
She was a target I absolutely had to take care of before it was too late.
"W-wait, please!"
"That's enough.
From now on, solve things yourself. I don't have the leisure to help you or listen to your circumstances."
"No, that's not it!"
The girl tugged at my shirt.
When I turned around, she let go out of fear, but she didn't give up, as if she had something to say.
Looking up at me intently,
"Seulgi... by any chance, do you mean my eonni?"
"What?"
"Th-that is... is her surname 'An', by any chance? My eonni's name is 'An Seulgi', so..."
......She was right.
An Seulgi.
The full name of the bitch who tormented me relentlessly.
The world was damn small.
By some incredible coincidence, I ran into the younger sister first.