Awards Ceremony (2): Master's Lust Knows No Place
The master's lust knew no bounds, not even here.
In this cramped waiting room, I was forced to my knees. Forced to look up.
And with my face buried between the folds of her dress skirt, it had been ten minutes already, and I still couldn't pull away.
"Huuuuh..."
Chiiik, click.
She pulled out the lighter she always carried, lit a cigarette, and took a drag. The sharp scent of tobacco smoke stung my nose. I felt a cough building, but there was no time for that.
The moment I inhaled, the sweet aroma wafting from her pussy filled my entire nasal cavity. Not tobacco... it was sweet. So damn sweet.
Her juices seeped out, staining my face, when suddenly light flooded in.
"Look at that pathetic face. Heh heh... fucking adorable."
She'd lifted her skirt just to see my miserably distorted expression.
The master stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray and lit another one right away. What the hell is she doing...?
"Hyunwoo. Your big sis is so fucking thrilled right now."
"Mmph...!"
"You have no idea how hot it is watching a cute guy like you flail around while eating pussy. You don't even see this in porn."
She stroked the back of my head, murmuring to herself. I had no choice but to move my lips and tongue frantically, desperate to satisfy her more.
"Huuuuh... Ahhh, this is fucking insane. Feels like a dream. Never thought I'd get a day like this."
"Mmmph...!"
"Feels good for you too, right? Say it feels good, Hyunwoo."
"Slurp..."
"Knew it feels good. That's why you're not saying a word. Right? I'm spot on!"
Of course I can't talk—my face is buried in your pussy, sucking away!
The master seemed to be interpreting the situation however she damn well pleased. I wished she wasn't.
"Hello? Anyone in there? Time to get ready for your turn!"
"Mmph?!"
"Park Hyunwoo? You in there!?"
A staff member's voice came from outside the door, right in the middle of me devouring her pussy.
Uh, what now? If that door cracks open even a little, they'll see everything.
Of course, no one would dare spread word that Ryu Ga-eul, of all people, was doing something like this... But still! It's humiliating! What will they think of me!?
"Hyunwoo?"
"Kid's busy."
"Who is this...?"
"His master. He's in the middle of some extremely important business. Come back later."
"Ah, got it. If it's his master, then... that must be..."
"Ryu Ga-eul."
The staffer on the other side of the door muttered in an excited, reverent tone, clearly starstruck.
"Whoa... I just talked to Ryu Ga-eul."
"For real? The person inside is that Ryu Ga-eul?"
"Totally for real!"
I could hear the staff whispering beyond the door—thanks to my heightened physical abilities from leveling up.
"Think we can get an autograph later? This is huge."
"Doubt it... Ga-eul never gives autographs. She's famous for that."
"True, but nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?"
The master was Korea's highest-level player. That meant she was the strongest, most famous one too. Naturally, she was idolized in the industry.
What if they knew the object of their admiration had her disciple bound by some shady contract, forcing him to eat her out?
I suddenly wanted to shatter their illusions, but I held back...
"Speaking of, he's just like his master. Hit level 9 in months after debuting."
"No way that's possible. Doesn't it usually take big guilds a year to raise promising rookies?"
"That's what I'm saying. Even with Ryu Ga-eul as a master, you need talent."
Why aren't these staffers going somewhere else? One push on that door, and they'd see their 'promising rookie' with his face jammed between the most revered player's thighs, slurping away.
"Hnnngh."
...And yet, the master didn't shoo them away. She was probably using the situation to fuel her arousal.
"Bet in two years, Park Hyunwoo breaks level 60."
"That's a stretch."
"No, it's not my hot take—multiple agencies seriously analyzed and predicted it."
"Probably some bullshit from a shady forum. Stop reading rumors."
So I'm that highly rated, huh. Even I don't know if it'll come true...
"Ah, this feels so fucking good... You little shit."
Whether it thrilled her to have someone so hyped stuffed between her legs, force-feeding on her pussy, she even muttered curses.
"Guess it's about time to head out... Good, swallow every last drop. I saved up a ton just for today."
"Mmph?"
"Open wide. Here it comes...!"
Gulp gulp gulp gulp!
Her juices gushed straight onto my face—an absurd amount, hard to believe it came from a human body... Caught off guard by the sudden flood, I froze, unable to react. The master grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.
"Told you to suck it all down. How dare you let it spill... We'll settle this in the room later."
"Ah...!"
"I'll torment you all night, no sleep. Get ready, you little fuck."
No way... Just for catching it on my face, now I'm in for hotel hell.
"Hyunwoo? We really need to go now!"
"...Go on. Sis'll be waiting in the room. Come find me right after the ceremony. I'll fuck you senseless."
"Ughhh..."
"Wipe that face first. No need to advertise you just ate pussy, right?"
The master chuckled, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe my face. I couldn't say a word, just toyed with helplessly...
The Rookie Award, given to the best new player, went to Park Hyunwoo—who had reached level 29 in just a few months.
"That little guy's Ryu Ga-eul's disciple, huh."
"Yes, Guild Master."
"Insane... Even with her backing, there's gotta be a limit."
Players below level 10 have physical abilities no different from normals. From level 20 up, they start transcending human limits, becoming monsters. That's why hitting 20 is the threshold for true player status.
Reaching 29 in months was prodigious talent.
"Tch... Can't we scout him?"
"His master's Ryu Ga-eul."
"Can't we buy him out, pay her compensation?"
"You know the Sword Saint's temper..."
Naturally, every guild coveted Park Hyunwoo, but no one dared hope Ryu Ga-eul would let him go.
"Such a waste... No matter how rich the Sword Saint is, a lone player can't outmatch a guild's resources. Can't we tempt him somehow?"
"Impossible, Guild Master... Forgot what happened to Solar Guild five years ago? They outbid her on an item."
"The thorium ingot bidding war? Yeah, she stormed their place and wrecked it. Sent 40 guildmates to the hospital."
No matter how tempting the talent, some lines you don't cross. Most guild masters thought so.
But one woman in a doctor's coat didn't.
"That's Ryu Ga-eul's disciple, right?"
"Yes."
"Still just level 29? Easy to kidnap."
Lee Seo-ah, the sadistic assassin-for-hire player, said it casually. Her subordinate panicked.
"Madam President... You're saying kidnap him here? Too much attention."
"Doesn't matter. My summon will handle it discreetly. Anyway, did the knights show for the ceremony?"
At the mention of the medieval-knight-obsessed psychos, the subordinate knew things were going south.
"Yes, of course..."
"They haven't wired the money yet? Kill one as an example."
"M-Madam? Making enemies on two fronts?"
Don't swing that fist just 'cause you're pissed, you pervert bitch. That's what her subordinate thought. True to her lack of respect, even her underlings cursed her inwardly.
"Understood... But whatever happens from this..."
"I'll take responsibility. You just do the job."
But Lee Seo-ah didn't know.
That Ryu Ga-eul—furious over a 10-minute dildo delivery delay—could unleash even greater wrath than in the auction house incident.