Let's Play with Na-young!
Im Na-young knew all too well how kind the world was to beautiful women. She first realized it back in middle school. From then on, the prettiest girl in school lived surrounded by endless attention. During breaks, guys crowded the front and back doors of her classroom, making a huge racket.
"That's her, Im Na-young."
"Damn, the kids in that class are lucky..."
"Hey! Im Na-young!!!"
Some just gawked in awe, others made a desperate fuss just to catch her eye. At first, the attention and rumors felt a bit overwhelming, but soon they became her source of confidence.
Before long, the girls around her started turning hostile. And Na-young wasn't entirely blameless. Drunk on all the attention, she acted extra cute and openly ignored her plainer friends, so their resentment was only natural.
But Na-young didn't care much. Hanging out with her guy friends was way more fun and easy. They'd take her to karaoke even if she had no cash, hit up amusement parks. For a girl who'd grown up poor, it was like a dream.
That's how Na-young naturally learned to toy with men. Teasing them just enough to drive them crazy without giving in completely—it was thrilling. I'm that kind of girl, she'd think, her self-esteem soaring.
Especially the hotshots, the guys everyone envied. Watching them—the ones other girls craved—beg for her attention gave her a smug satisfaction like no other.
Having lived that way, Na-young couldn't comprehend her current situation. The girl who'd always been pampered by men her whole life was now getting called a worthless bitch while shaking her ass in front of her kidnapper and cumming her brains out. She couldn't accept it.
But the evidence of her orgasm was laid out plain as day. The dildo was soaked in her juices, slick and glistening. The sheets bore streaks of her squirt.
Na-young shook her head side to side, denying it all, but reality wouldn't budge.
"Hey. Didn't you say you weren't feeling it?"
She couldn't respond. That low, beastly growl made her freshly orgasmed pussy quiver again, clenching to squeeze out every last drop of arousal left inside.
No...
She bit her lower lip hard to stifle a moan, clenched her fists, and tried to steady her trembling legs.
"This time you straight-up squirted like a fountain."
"Hng... ugh..."
Despite her desperate efforts, his words turned it all to nothing. Moans slipped through her gritted teeth. Her legs shook like a newborn fawn's. Her refined face flushed crimson with shame, and pussy juice still dripped sporadically from her slit.
No matter how she denied it, her body reacted the instant he insulted her.
"Answer me, you bitch."
"...I'm sorry."
It sealed all her doubts. In that moment, Na-young tumbled into a shallow climax. She didn't want to admit it, but it was undeniable. Pleasure surged from her pussy, raced up her spine to scramble her brain, then flooded her whole body. After it passed, she floated in a hazy bliss, perfectly content.
"Sorry for what?"
"Hng... hngk... Sorry for cumming from the insults..."
Burning away years of pride, Na-young confessed her orgasm.
*
"A-ram. Back to your room."
"Yes."
I patted her ass like a good girl, and she gulped down the cum I'd shot before standing.
I'd planned to torment her for three days, but it looked unnecessary. Her downcast eyes held no rebellion. All that remained before me was a bitch fully accepting her place.
"Aren't you way too easy?"
"I'm sorry..."
I grabbed Na-young's arm and pulled. She came willingly, collapsing into my arms. Snuggled against me, she slowly exhaled. Her sobbing breaths calmed, returning to normal, and then she finally spoke.
"You freaked out?"
"...Woof."
"Speak normally."
"Yes..."
I'd only tormented her to break her pride and make her submit completely, but getting off on it in the process? I was a bit thrown too.
"You know why I said I'd go save your parents?"
"To torment me..."
"Tormenting you doesn't need an excuse."
"Then why?"
"Out of everyone I brought here, you were the only one who asked my name."
"Really?"
I stroked her head instead of answering. Her silky black hair parted and flowed under my fingers. With each pass, she seemed to relax more, her weight against my chest growing heavier.
"So-hyun didn't ask either?"
"Nope."
"...That's cold."
"Can't exactly call her out on it."
I chuckled, and Na-young let out a soft giggle in agreement.
"Ah... sorry."
"It's fine. You look good smiling."
"...You made me cry first."
I ruffled her hair wildly as punishment for leaving me speechless.
"Yesterday, I asked if the reason mattered."
"...Yes."
"I thought it didn't... but guess it did. Never figured asking my name would mean so much."
"...It did?"
If it truly hadn't mattered, she wouldn't be touched by such a tiny gesture. She wouldn't have steeled herself for the dangers outside either. Truth be told, tormenting her might've stemmed from petty jealousy. Like a kid demanding, Love me for real! Seeing her fully submit filled my chest with embarrassing fulfillment—guess it was true.
We stayed like that, embracing for a while. Then Na-young suddenly lifted her head from my chest.
"Hold me."
"...Out of nowhere?"
We were already hugging tight. Asking to be held now clearly meant sex. When I asked, puzzled, she tilted her head like she didn't get it herself and slowly explained.
"Just... I don't know... It's cold... Being like this feels happier than hating you... I'm just blank... But it's comfortable..."
Resentment, shame, self-loathing, anger—all shed, leaving some kind of liberation? Her words were vague, but she looked peaceful and drowsy, so it rang true. Right now, Na-young reminded me of the fairy from The Fairy and the Woodcutter—wings lost, three kids in tow, accepting she can't go back and falling for the ordinary guy.
I leaned in slow for a kiss, and she parted her lips naturally to welcome me.
"Ha...♡"
The kiss started with her aroused breath—sweet, impossibly so for the mouth that had screamed obscenities moments ago. I couldn't pull away, sucking her in again right after.
No room to breathe, just hot nasal exhales between endless kisses.
"Hng...♡"
Even with her lips stolen, there was no rejection from her. Not as aggressive as yesterday, but that made it feel more genuine.
My hand slid down to her chest, grabbing the soft mound. Her tongue froze mid-kiss. As I kneaded her breast, it softened again, lewdly.
Stroking her supple body lower, my hand reached her thigh, and it parted slightly. Just nearing her pussy, I already felt thick wetness.
"...Perverted bitch."
"Hng...♡ Again..."
"So, not a pervert?"
"Yes... I am a perverted bitch... hng...♡"
Rubbing lightly around her pussy lips with casual degradation, she clamped her thighs, trapping my hand against her slit. Then she ground softly against it, hand wedged between.
"Hng... Perverted... I'm a perverted bitch...! Hn...♡"
Even admitting her true nature shook her with masochistic thrill.
"Spread your pussy."
"...Woof. This perverted bitch will spread her pussy."
Legs wide, she used both hands to pull her labia apart left and right. Just exposing herself made her entrance twitch and contract repeatedly, pleasure evident.
I circled my finger around the hole like a massage, and her walls clenched tight, inner flesh peeking out.
"Hnggg... Ah... So embarrassing..."
Each touch made her pussy flinch; she covered her face with both hands.
"Hands off, bitch."
"Hngk...♡ Yesss...♡"
To give her a good view, I gripped my cock and tapped her pussy a few times. The soaked slit splattered with each wet plap, deepening her blush with shame.
"...Fuck me."
"Where?"
"……."
Too humiliating to spit out, her eyes rolled, then squeezed shut as our gazes met, blurting it.
"Stupid slut... Pound this dog pussy deep...♡♡♡♡"
Those words ignited me. I seized her slender waist and slammed my cock in.
Squelch.
The thick shaft pierced her tight pussy amid sloppy water sounds, and Na-young's cunt quivered into orgasm right away.
"Hnguut...!!! Ah... I-I'm cumming..."
"What a bitch. Squirting from one thrust."
"Hngk...♡ Hng... Sorry...♡"
Na-young clung to me, arms around my neck, hips bucking wildly. When rough thrusts loosened her grip, she'd slap back on repeat.
"Hng... Hng... Oppa...♡"
"Bitch, who do you belong to now?"
"Hn... Again...♡ Yours..."
Drunk on conquest, knowing she was finally mine, I pounded her hips. Even light insults made her hyper-aware, pussy clamping like it might burst.
The slick, squeezing walls milked my cock. Lost in pleasure, my own release neared before I knew it.
"Heuu... Ung...♡♡"
Na-young's eyes rolled back, yelping ung-ung with each thrust, writhing in nonstop ecstasy. That face nearly made me blow.
"Hngk...♡ C-Cum... Cumming againnn ♡♡♡"
As her slim waist arched skyward in climax, I timed my hot release. Her bow-curved back shuddered with each pulse.
"Hngk...♡ Uk...♡ Ungg...♡"
Spent, her hips crashed to the bed, then bucked oppositely, quivering.
"Hnggg.... So good...♡"
Tongue lolling as she confessed her peak, I chuckled. She bucked a few more times, shaking off the afterglow.
"Good girl."
"Thank youuu..."
I collapsed fully atop her, sharing the languid haze.