Master's Sense of Superiority
The news of clearing the 35th floor spread like wildfire in the blink of an eye. I hadn't even told anyone myself... So why the hell was it spreading so fast?
"Because I posted it all over the place using your account, obviously?"
"...Why the fuck would you do that?"
"'Cause it gets me so damn wet!"
Turns out, it was all Master's doing. Why the hell would she pull a stunt like that? I couldn't hold back and let out a heavy sigh right in front of her.
"Getting famous won't do me any good."
"But when you get famous, the conquest vibe hits different. It's chef's kiss."
"That damn conquest kink of yours... Do you even know how to talk without being vulgar?"
I asked her straight-up, dead serious, and she just grinned like an idiot.
"What's there to hide between us? We're basically married anyway... You've seen it all. You little... pervy bitch-boy!"
SQUIIIISH—!
Master grabbed my ass with her hand and muttered under her breath. Her grip was way rougher than usual.
"Ow, that hurts! What the hell? This is..."
"Your ass is so fucking plump, it feels great. Sluuurp... But seriously, have you been hitting the dermatologist or what? Look at you."
"Look at what!"
"You look so goddamn slutty. Makes me wanna devour you whole."
It had to be the effect of Amodius's Scythe. The item I'd snagged recently from Babel. As a Legendary piece, it didn't just have insane effects—it boosted my overall stats massively. Thanks to that, I ditched my old brutal harpoon sword and made this my endgame weapon. It was good enough to take all the way to the top of Babel, but there was a catch.
Why the hell does it boost Charm?
It came with this seduction ability that made people hot for me. I never asked for that shit... And now Master's sexual demands were ramping up day by day.
"Up you go."
Master yanked me to my feet and turned me to face her. Thanks to our height difference, I had to look up at her. She flashed a satisfied smile and caressed my cheek.
"Your dick's poking my lower belly."
Squish, squish.
My cock pressed against her bulging lower abdomen. That had to be where her womb was—the organ only women had here. That's why it stuck out like that.
"You know we hit every corner this morning, right? Feels so fucking good..."
"Master, I—"
"Ah... Makes me wanna go again. Wanna fuck? Huh? No, no. Gotta hold back for a bit. Mmm!"
For some reason, Master actually restrained herself this time. That wasn't like her at all.
"You know about the fan signing today, right? That's why. Be grateful."
"Fan signing? What? I had no idea."
Why the fuck were all these things happening behind my back?
"I set it up. You should be thankful—all the proceeds go straight to you."
"Uh, yeah... sure."
"Even then, it won't cover this month's interest, but every little bit helps, right?"
Now I got it. Why Master was putting on this show. She just wanted to flaunt me around to feed her superiority complex.
She's so damn creepy.
Even thinking that, I couldn't say no. It was helping pay off my debt, even if just a little!
Like I'd said before, my body wasn't exactly a knockout. Short stature for starters...
Ah, sure, it got way better treatment than in my old world. Women there treated short guys like pets, not real romantic prospects. Here, there was at least some demand for my build.
Or so I thought...
The crowd at the signing was celebrity-level massive! Wow... This many people? I was just some no-name player who'd never even been on TV. I figured my fame was zilch, but nope—way more popular than I imagined. Way more.
"Thank you all so much for coming!"
Nearly a thousand people erupted in cheers at my words. And this was after filtering through expensive lottery tickets—only winners got in, apparently.
"We'll take a 10-minute break, then start the signings!"
"You're the best, Hyunwoo!!"
Ugh, sudden social anxiety spiking out of nowhere. I bolted to the waiting room to calm my nerves.
"Crowd's huge, huh?"
Master was in the waiting room, smoking a cigarette. Buck naked. Fiddling with a condom—she clearly planned to fuck right here.
"Gonna rake in a ton of cash like this..."
"All went to event costs. Can't skimp on love for the fans."
The signing she'd organized was huge. Free food trucks for waiting fans, indoor lounges to chill, even piles of merch...
This'll lose money, not make it.
Master must've dipped into her own pocket. She was dead serious about this event.
Why go this far?
Apparently, my fanbase was exploding because of it...
"You're my disciple, after all. Can't have a sloppy event making you look bad—that'd break my heart. So I went all out. Impressed?"
"Definitely. Food's amazing. And the signings..."
"Then before we start..."
Master thrust her crotch right at me. Good thing we were in the waiting room—no one to see and tank my image.
"Sigh, Master. You wanna do this in a place people paid top dollar for?"
"Yup!"
"...Don't answer so cheerfully. Jeez."
I started by stroking the top of her sealed-shut pussy with my fingers. Already soaked—squelch, the wet sounds rang out loud and clear.
"Nngh... Your skills are leveling up fast. Experience is the best teacher."
"Sigh, we've got like five minutes. This is gonna be a problem."
"Problem my ass... Fuck those otaku losers. Who gives a shit."
Squelch, squelch—!
I fingered her dripping pussy hard for a good while, then stood up when time was up.
"Good boy... Come back in an hour."
So I had to do the signings with my hand soaked in her juices.
"I'm a real fan!"
"Haha, thanks... You think that highly of me?"
"Fastest 35th-floor clear on record! How'd you do it!?"
And I shook hands with these fingers. Did they have any idea where they'd just been...?
"30-minute break, then back at it!"
Back in the waiting room, I dropped to my knees in front of Master with her legs spread wide.
"Suck."
Her commanding tone made me groan as I took her into my mouth. Weird feeling. Used to hate it, but now? Kinda used to it. What if I start craving it? That scared me for real.
"Glrk, haaah..."
"Swallow it all, then you're good."
She even checked my mouth to make sure I'd gulped down every drop of her fluids before I headed back out.
"Insane... Look at those lips. So tiny."
"Bet only sweet words come out of a mouth like that. Like a fairy living off dew."
These people were exaggerating hard. Fairy sipping dew? Saying that shit so casually...
And I'd just been tongue-deep in Master's pussy.
They had huge expectations, but sorry—not happening. My body was Master's to handle only.
"Haha, short break, then we'll continue."
Mid-break again, I got dragged back to the waiting room.
"Up you go."
SCHLORP...
The second her pussy swallowed my cock whole, my strength drained and I went limp like a ragdoll. Perfect for Master to use me however she wanted.
"Fuck, this superiority high is unreal. Those otaku simps outside are probably creaming themselves dreaming of fucking you."
Master badmouthed my fans without a care.
"Those cash cows will never know. Hyunwoo loves pussy so much, he squeals the second it grips him."
"Hngk, hngggk..."
"Or how his eyes roll back begging for kisses. Urgh... Shit, you're turning me on so bad. This conquest rush is driving me insane. Wanna live like this forever?"
Thwack, thwack, thwack...
She rode me for a solid 40 minutes, making me late. I had to bow and apologize to the fans.