Our Bitch Takes After Her Mother (1)
As usual, the morning report from my bitch, Park Minyoung, arrived. Since it was Friday, I only had one class in the afternoon as well, and I had no other specific plans.
'My mom's shop...' I heard that after Minyoung's father passed away four years ago, her mother had earned a barista certification to make ends meet and was running a small franchise takeout cafe. They say the cafe market is saturated these days, so unless the location is excellent, it’s hard to expect significant revenue. I don't know how long I'll maintain this master-slave relationship with Minyoung, but at the very least, I want to make sure she doesn't have to worry about her livelihood while she's under my care.
'I should check it out for myself.'
Around 1:00 PM, I visited my number one fuck-toy, Professor Song Eunchae. Visiting her at this time on Fridays had become an unspoken agreement unless something special came up. Since her 2:00 PM lecture was her only class on Fridays, our free time naturally aligned.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Come in."
"I'm here."
"Yes, I was waiting for you."
I entered the professor's office, locked the door, and turned around to see Song Eunchae rising from her chair and approaching me.
Even though she gets fucked by me at least once or twice, averaging two or three times a week, her inner thoughts are still burning with the desire to be impaled by my cock. With her subservience at 70, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she has become a slave to my cock.
I wrapped one arm around her waist as she approached me, massaged her buttocks with the other, and gave her a light kiss.
Smack... mwah.
She has a boyfriend, but she has become completely uninhibited in her skinship with me.
"Your body is already hot...?"
"Yes. As soon as I see you, my body heats up."
"Show me your cunt."
"Haa... yes."
When I commanded her in a casual tone while locking eyes, she let out a hot breath and lifted her skirt. There were no stockings or panties beneath it. Her cunt, dripping with sticky fluid, was laid bare.
"Should I fuck you right away without warming up? How do you want it?"
"Fuck me... right away."
"As you wish."
I unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock, rubbed it against her cunt a few times to wet the glans, and then, without any foreplay, adjusted the angle and shoved it inside.
Squelch...
"Haaak... haa... haa... i-it feels even bigger..."
"Your cunt is so delicious, I'm putting more power into it today."
I glossed over her comment and pushed my cock deeper. The feeling of shoving it into a tight, un-warmed cunt is quite good. It's slippery because she's already quite wet, but forcing my way into Song Eunchae's unrelaxed cunt makes for an artistic tightness. My cock feels thicker, making her cunt feel even narrower. Since she has a fantasy of being forced and treated roughly, she probably enjoys this, too.
Just as I expected, her inner thoughts changed immediately. So, I didn't wait and started moving my hips right away.
Squelch... squelch... squelch... squelch...
"Augh... hng... hng... aung..."
Having been fucked by me numerous times, her cunt, which is slowly changing to fit the shape of my cock, quickly produced enough fluid so the tightness vanished, allowing for smooth movement. I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and thrust my cock in faster and faster.
"Lift one leg."
I hoisted her leg onto my shoulder, putting her in a near-split position. Song Eunchae, who is quite flexible, took the difficult position without issue, wrapped her arms around my neck, and held on.
Thwack... thwack... thwack... thwack...
"Hng... hng... ha, haak... hng... hts... haang..."
As I wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust rapidly, she let out broken moans. Because it's a position where my cock enters deeply, the impact of hitting her cervix every time I thrust hard made her vision go white for a moment. She shrieked as my fucking became faster and more intense, and her body began to lift into the air until she was completely suspended while being fucked.
"Haak... eung... heung... haang... I'm... I'm cumming... hyaaaaaaang."
Treated like a doll while being bound to me, she reached a peak of excitement and climaxed. But I didn't stop; I lifted her other leg as well and shook my hips roughly in a full doggy-style position.
"Hak... aaak... haang... no. Please... haak... ugh... euk..."
As the pleasure surged, her mind half-drifted away, and she fell into a multi-orgasm, spraying cunt juice.
"Huuuuuuung... ugh... euts..."
Splurt... splurt... splurt...
Matching her, I felt my own climax rising, and I thrust my cock through her frantically tightening cunt, ejaculating my seed.
Throb... throb... throb... splurt... splurt...
"Whew... as expected of my number one fuck-toy, your cunt is delicious."
"Haak... haak... haak..."
She didn't react to my words, just lolling her tongue with unfocused eyes, gasping for breath. I leaned in to suck on her tongue, tasting it, and pushed my cock deeper into her cervix to grind against it.
"Haeung... haeng... it feels insanely good... I think I'm going to die..."
"Shall we wrap it up here for today, short and sweet?"
"Yes... I have no strength left... let me rest a bit before I go to my lecture."
"Sure. But we have to finish up, right?"
Squelch...
"Heung..."
As I pulled my cock out, the semen that had filled her cunt spilled onto the floor. I lowered her, as she had been clinging to me like a cicada, and made her perform a cleaning blowjob.
Slurp... slurp... lick... gulp...
Now skilled, she sucked and licked my cock like a delicious piece of candy, swallowing the remaining semen. After putting my clean, glistening cock back into my underwear and zipping up, she tidied herself up. Feeling satisfied at the sight of her clearly showing that I was her priority, I said,
"Then rest a bit before you go to your lecture. I'll be going."
"Are you leaving already? Why don't you have a cup of tea before you go?"
"If I stay any longer, I might crave your delicious cunt again. Can't you see mine hasn't even died down yet?"
When I pointed to the bulge in my pants, she gasped.
"Ah! You really have monster-like stamina."
"If you're confident you can skip today's lecture, stay longer."
"I understand. See you in the evening next time. Let's have some quality time together..."
"Sure. But don't forget to treat your boyfriend well."
"Haa..."
As her subservience to me increases, her feelings for her boyfriend will likely fade. But since I have no intention of taking responsibility for this woman, it's best for us to remain as fuck-toy and master of the cunt.
"I'm not the kind of man who can look at only one woman. So, as we discussed at the beginning, let's just chase pleasure. Don't let your heart waver..."
"......Yes."
As I spoke as if reading her mind, her eyes wavered slightly, then filled with sadness as she answered softly. I hugged her, gave her a light kiss, turned around, and left the room. As the door closed, I thought I heard her let out a deep sigh.
When I entered the lecture hall, those who were now familiar with me greeted me with their eyes. Among them, some female students sent me blatant looks of admiration. With my tall stature, solid build, decent face, and the fact that I'd recently been seen driving an expensive imported car, the number of women interested in me had naturally increased. However, because of the aura I projected that seemed to intimidate people, no one approached me easily. I was intentionally projecting that aura to block out annoying matters in advance, and perhaps it was also because of Park Minyoung, whom I had kept by my side from the beginning.
I sat in my designated seat, and shortly after, Park Minyoung entered the lecture hall. She was no longer the gloomy girl from the beginning of the semester. With a style that had become quite presentable after passing my daily dress checks, and despite not being tall, her overwhelming volume was on display, immediately drawing the attention of the men. Several men had hit on her, but as I had ordered before, she firmly rejected them and always stayed by my side. However, since Park Minyoung and I didn't act like lovey-dovey lovers, many were curious about whether we were dating or not.
Minyoung, who had become confident in front of others besides me, now talked to a few girls and even had some friends she was somewhat close to. I had instructed her to do so. To make friends... I couldn't just drag her around everywhere, and Minyoung needed to know how to enjoy college life with friends, too.
Minyoung greeted the friends she knew, then quietly came and sat next to me, greeting me.
"Hi!"
"Yeah. Welcome."
She was still awkward about calling my name in front of people, so she just greeted me without the name.
I checked Minyoung's status, and surprisingly, her subservience was at 100. Should I say this girl had completely dedicated herself to me? It meant she had sincerely accepted that she was entirely my possession.
"You said you're going to your mother's shop today?"
"Huh? Y-yes."
"Where is the shop?"
"It's on the main road near my house."
"Then let's go together after class."
"Huh? T-together?"
At the mention of going together, her eyes widened as she looked at me.
"Yeah. We'll go, I'll greet her, and we can have some coffee..."
"O-okay."
She obeys my words unconditionally, but at the mention of greeting her mother, she panicked and asked again.
"Just introduce me to your mother as a friend from the same department."
"Huh? O-okay."
"How is the shop doing? Is it doing well?"
"Well... it was fine before, but lately, a lot of cafes have opened nearby, so I think it's not doing very well..."
"Is that so? Your mother must be very worried."
"I think so."
The conversation ended there, and I decided to think about it again after seeing it with my own eyes.
After class, I went with Minyoung to the cafe her mother ran. The shop was on a main road, but there wasn't much foot traffic, and since it was near a residential area, the commercial district was a bit ambiguous. It might have been fine when there were no competing shops, but I wondered if it would be difficult to generate sufficient profit now.
Thinking such thoughts, I entered the shop.
"Mom, I'm here."
"Minyoung, you're here? Oh my! But who is the friend you came with?"
Discovering me entering with her, Minyoung's mother asked a question mixed with half-surprise and half-curiosity.