Perfecting Gos Yeha into a Masochistic Bitch
The room was filled with nothing but the muffled whimpers leaking past the ball gag in Gos Yeha’s mouth and the obscene, throbbing sound of my cock swelling back to full, beast-like hardness even after I had just pumped my load deep into Lolita Yeha’s womb.
Bound in ropes that twisted her body into grotesque angles, her anus brutally stretched around a massive anal plug, her appearance was more than enough to awaken the sadist sleeping inside me.
Gos Yeha stared up at me with bloodshot eyes, desperately trying to speak.
The red ball gag crushed her pretty lips, turning her voice into shapeless noise, yet that noise was thick with shame and undeniable lust tangled together in a strange, potent mix.
Between her pale thighs, clear fluids she could no longer hold back while watching Lolita Yeha and me fuck trickled down, soaking the cold floor.
“Mmph, mmph! Nngh!”
“Doesn’t matter what you’re trying to say, does it? You’re just an onahole that feels whatever your master tells you to feel and shows whatever he wants you to show.”
I stepped closer, smiling coldly.
My cock, still slick from Lolita Yeha’s deepest parts, twitched violently the moment it faced Gos Yeha’s bound form, demanding its turn.
I grabbed her hips to hold her steady and brought my palm down hard on her pale, rope-lifted ass.
“Smack—!”
“Kyaa! Mmph!”
The sharp sound left a vivid red handprint on her white cheek. Gos Yeha thrashed, trying to swallow her scream, but the intricate ropework only tightened around her, refusing to grant her any escape.
Every time the impact of the spanking jolted through her, her spread pussy clenched and squirted transparent liquid.
Her eyes screamed that she wanted to die from humiliation, yet her body honestly drank in the pleasure pain gave her.
Saliva spilled endlessly from the corners of her gagged lips, dripping onto her chin and chest.
I didn’t stop. I alternated hands, raining merciless slaps across both cheeks. The once-pale flesh quickly swelled red and hot, and with every strike her inner walls spasmed harder, pouring out even more arousal.
“Can’t talk, so it’s even more frustrating, isn’t it? Both holes plugged while you’re getting spanked—feels better, doesn’t it?”
I sneered, roughly squeezing her burning ass.
Gos Yeha shook her head, whimpering through the gag.
“Say it. You wanted to scream for my cock while watching me fuck Lolita, didn’t you? You wanted to beg me to replace that plug with my dick.”
My palm cracked against the sensitive underside of her ass again.
She could no longer even moan properly. Her whole body trembled violently as she took the beating.
Each slap echoed through the bedroom while her anus fluttered around the plug and her gaping pussy seemed to steam with heat.
Unlike the emotionless Ye-eun or the arrogant Lolita Yeha, this intensely masochistic reaction completely paralyzed my reason.
I grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, forcing her to meet my eyes. Her pupils already swirled with terror and ecstasy.
“Good girl. You know how to take your master’s punishment sweetly. Time to give you a real reward.”
I gave her flushed ass one last hard squeeze, then stopped the spanking and moved behind her.
Still suspended by the ceiling ropes, Gos Yeha endured the way the weight-bearing lines dug into her flesh while presenting her lower body to me, completely defenseless.
The garter belt straps bit into her thick thighs, emphasizing their plump curves.
Without hesitation, I yanked the cold anal plug out of her in one smooth motion.
“Pop—!!”
“Nnnngh! Mmph! Nngh!”
Her hole, long trained by the massive plug, stayed open in a perfect circle, unable to close. It looked like it was waiting for a new tenant.
I lined my swollen cock up with that open entrance. No extra lube was needed—the fluids coating the plug and the slick dripping from her pussy let me slide in smoothly.
“Kkhh! Mmph! Mmph! Nnn!”
A broken moan tore past the ball gag. The foreign sensation of her sensitive back passage being forced open, the pain, and the violent pleasure that followed completely numbed her mind.
Gos Yeha’s ass was far hotter and tighter than Lolita Yeha’s pussy. The pressure that gripped every inch of my shaft felt like sinking into a scalding swamp.
“Order. Don’t just sit there and get fucked—move. Show me how much your asshole loves my cock.”
I lifted her and settled her on top of me in a suspended cowgirl position. Despite the humiliated look in her eyes, she began to move her hips, using the ceiling ropes for leverage. The awkward, desperate motion only made the sight more obscene.
With her most shameful hole fully exposed to me, she continued the painful, pleasure-drenched up-and-down movement. Her sphincter, long conditioned by the plug, clamped down on my cock like it never wanted to let go.
Every time that soft, elastic grip stroked my length, my orgasm built at terrifying speed.
“Ah, ah… mmph! Nnnngh!”
The more violently she moved, the more saliva spilled from around the gag, stretching into thin strings before falling onto my thighs.
She screamed through the gag, eyes unfocused, staring blankly at nothing as the pleasure filters in her brain were stripped away one by one.
Her movements gradually slowed. I seized her firm thighs and suddenly lifted her entire body.
The ropes dug deeper into her suspended form under the combined weight and gravity, pulling her limbs taut. The pain only intensified the pressure on her ass.
In that position, I began pounding into her with wild, destructive thrusts.
“Kkhh! Mmph! Haa! Nnn!”
She couldn’t even form proper moans. Her whole body shook as broken cries escaped around the gag. She was climaxing from anal alone, without anything touching her pussy—an utterly depraved sensation that now ruled her.
Her inner walls convulsed uncontrollably, trying to drag me even deeper.
“Our Yeha’s cumming over and over from her ass without even getting her pussy fucked? You really are a bitch who craves cock from both holes, aren’t you?”
She couldn’t deny it. Tears and drool streamed down her face as she looked at me with pleading eyes. Those eyes now shone with a female’s instinctive hunger for deeper, rougher thrusts.
“Getting sulky because I stopped moving? Guess I’ll have to fuck you even harder.”
I drove my hips at maximum speed. Her sphincter squeezed like it wanted to crush me, and I punished her rectal walls with brutal, scraping strokes. Every time I slammed into her deepest point, her toes curled from the mix of shame and ecstasy.
My patience snapped. All my cum swelled with explosive pressure. I was ready to pour every drop of my hot seed straight into the very end of her ass.
“Nngh! Yeha, I’m cumming in your ass! Too bad you can’t get pregnant from it, but that’s fine—you’re the kind of perverted bitch who loves it in the ass more anyway!!”
“Ah…! Mmph, nngh! C-cumming, I’m cumminggg! Haaang!”
Thick, hot semen blasted into her bowels. The overwhelming fullness and foreign sensation—completely different from vaginal creampie—made her entire body convulse in orgasm. Her narrow ass milked me greedily, refusing to let a single drop escape until the last spurt was squeezed out.
Gos Yeha threw her head back, drooling, accepting her master’s gift with her whole body.
I kept squeezing her trembling thighs as the aftershocks ran through her. Her unfocused eyes held only the dazed remnants of the climax that had just crashed through her.
The hideout air was broken only by our ragged breathing, the scent of sex, and the soft sound of her arousal dripping onto the floor.
I slowly pulled my still-twitching cock from her ass.
“Splurt—!!”
A thick, sticky mixture of my cum and her juices poured out of her gaping hole, splattering the floor.
Still suspended from the ceiling, Gos Yeha stared blankly into space, panting hard.
I didn’t untie her completely. Instead, I adjusted the ropes connected to her garter belt and secured her even more tightly to the ceiling ring. Now she was bent forward at the waist, legs spread in an obscene M-shape, ass raised high and completely exposed.
“No quests today, so stay exactly like this until I come back. That’s an order. Who knows? If you wait like a good girl, I might fuck your real pussy instead of your ass next time.”
She nodded blankly, eyes still hazy. Her gaze followed the cum weakly leaking from her ass.
The shame that had filled her ten minutes ago was nowhere to be found.
Just then, the bedroom door burst open and Dayoon came in energetically.
“Oppa! Huge news! A limited-time hidden quest just got updated! The reward is a legendary item! We have to go! It’s a two-day trip, so we need to leave right now if we want to make it. You’re good with that, right? Huh? Yeha looks… pretty busy.”
Dayoon tilted her head at the sight of Gos Yeha bound and panting with her ass raised high.
“You heard her, Yeha. I’ve got an urgent quest, so I’ll be gone for a while. Be a good girl and wait in that shameful position until your master returns tomorrow. If you wait nicely, I’ll give you an even hotter, thicker reward than I promised. Don’t move an inch until I get back, got it?”
Gos Yeha let out a long, muffled whimper around the ball gag and nodded obediently, following her instincts. Fresh saliva stretched from her lips and dripped to the floor.
I lightly stroked her messy hair, then followed the impatient Dayoon out of the bedroom.
Through the narrowing gap in the door, the last thing I saw was Gos Yeha—ass raised, cum still leaking from her stretched hole, every inch of her the picture of a female whose very soul had been enslaved to her master.