From Owner to Guest (1)
The play in which we invited our friends over and introduced Jihye as both maid and sex slave had drawn to a close.
Now it was our turn to be the guests and pay a visit to Haru and Jisu’s place.
“Hyun~. I’m so excited~.”
“That excited, huh, babe?”
“Mhm~!! Just thinking about seeing our cute little Jisu makes my heart go crazy~.”
“Oh….”
Exactly one week after we had invited Haru and Jisu to our house, I called Jihye over to ours first.
Part of the reason I had her come all the way to our place instead of meeting right outside Haru’s was so we could coordinate the trip together.
But there was another reason, too — to get ready for a different kind of play Jihye herself had proposed.
“By the way, are you really going to do that, babe?”
“Of course~. I’ve been ready since the moment I left the house~.”
“Since you left the house…?”
Jihye nodded, then lifted the skirt she was wearing. The instant I spotted something round and bulging beneath her black pantyhose, I understood exactly what she meant.
When I shifted my gaze back up to her face, a mischievous little smile was already curling at the corners of her mouth.
“With this much preparation, do you think Master will give me a passing grade~?”
“You really are something else…. So where’s the remote?”
“…I slipped it into Master’s coat pocket♡”
The moment I reached into my coat, my fingers found something hard in the right-hand pocket.
When did she even put this in here?
We were constantly hugging and clinging and groping each other, so the opportunities had been endless — but the fact that I still hadn’t noticed was a little shocking.
Anyway, I took the remote Jihye had given me and switched it on. Her reaction came almost at once.
“Hngh…! Nnh♡ Haah…♡”
“That’s a stronger reaction than I expected. Don’t tell me you put one on your chest too?”
“Hik…! Y-yes…♡ I wore something loose so… hyaah♡ no one will notice…♡”
“Yeah, it looks that way.”
“I-if it’s this much… heeuh♡ you’ll do the training I asked for… right…?”
The play she had proposed was outdoor conditioning.
In truth we would keep the master-and-slave dynamic, but on the surface we would act like an ordinary couple while I, as her Master, quietly kept her under control.
With remote-controlled vibrators nestled against her pussy and her breasts, and the remote in my hand, she would have no choice but to stay tense and afraid of stimulation that could start at any moment.
All I had to do, according to her, was toy with her just enough and enjoy the reactions.
“Ahh…♡ Hnngh♡”
“R-right. Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Hah…! Th-thank you…♡”
Somehow it felt like I was the one getting nervous, while Jihye was the one actually enjoying herself.
Still, the control was firmly on my side, so I wasn’t exactly losing out. And more than that, once we got to Haru’s and met Jisu, if Jihye ever went off the rails I would have an immediate way to rein her in — which didn’t seem like a bad thing at all.
Last time, Haru had handled Jisu perfectly when she tried to cross the line. If I couldn’t manage Jihye just as well, what kind of Master would that make me?
I wasn’t looking to compete over something like that… but I still didn’t want to look like I was falling behind Haru.
I was every bit as fine a Master as that guy.
“So what are you going to do about getting wet?”
“J-just in case…. Hyaah♡ I packed several pairs of panties…♡”
“Yeah? How many did you bring?”
“Hngh…. A-about five…? Is that too many….”
Just how thoroughly did she expect to get tormented if she packed five spare pairs?
For a second my head spun — and at the same time, a strange competitive fire started boiling up inside me.
I’m going to make her use every last one of those panties.
“No. In exchange, I’ll make sure you get to use everything you brought today.”
“Hah…! Th-that means….”
“Until you come at least once, I’m not giving you a chance to change. Keep that in mind.”
“…Heeung♡”
Hearing that deliberately weird little moan, it seemed Jihye was more than happy with the arrangement.
Once the preparations for her training were done, we took a taxi toward Haru’s house.
“It’s been a while since we went to Haru’s place, hasn’t it, babe?”
“Y-yeah…. Hik…!”
“Why so tense, babe? We’re just going over to a friend’s house, so try not to stress too much, okay?”
“Mhm…. I-I got it. Hiit…!”
“Still pretty wound up, huh.”
I gently stroked Jihye’s hair.
In truth she wasn’t nervous at all — she was just desperately enduring the stimulation against her pussy and her breasts. But that couldn’t be allowed to show, so I played the part of the kind boyfriend soothing his girlfriend’s nerves.
Of course, Jihye was matching my act just as hard, biting back every moan.
“Thank you, sir.”
“Th-thank you…. Hik!”
When we arrived in front of the apartment complex where Haru lived, Jihye and I thanked the driver and stepped out of the taxi.
The moment the cab pulled away, I turned up the vibrators with the remote and glanced around.
No one in sight. I can afford to be a little more aggressive.
“Eehit…♡ Hik♡ Hyun, it’s too strooong…♡”
“Looks like there’s nobody around right now, Jihye.”
“…Th-the stimulation is too much♡ Hyaah…! M-Master….”
“Yeah? Think you’re going to come?”
“Y-yes…♡ Hnngh♡ I’m going to come….”
“I’m not giving you permission to climax until we get to Haru’s, so hold on a little longer.”
“Haauung…! Yes…♡”
I led the trembling Jihye into the apartment building. Punching in the lobby code Haru had given us ahead of time, we stepped inside to find the first-floor entrance completely empty.
I was ready to stop the second anyone showed up… but maybe I can push a little further.
Jihye and I stood in front of the elevator doors, waiting for the car to come down.
She kept scanning the area, clearly terrified someone might appear. Whenever I cranked the intensity a little higher she jolted and shivered; when I eased it back down she grew restless and checked our surroundings all over again.
Kind of like a meerkat. Cute.
“Jihye, why are you so tense?”
“Hah…! I-I’m sorry…. Master.”
“If you keep looking that nervous, won’t people think something’s weird?”
“Nngh…. But stiiill… hyaaung!”
“Relax, okay?”
“Y-yes…! Hah…, hyaah♡ I-I’ll relax….”
Pretending to knead her shoulders, I turned the vibrators up again, and Jihye’s trembling grew even more violent.
Well — of course she couldn’t relax.
So far we’d been lucky and no one had come this way. But there was no guaranteeing the elevator almost at the ground floor was empty.
Ding-dong. First floor.
“Elevator’s here, Jihye.”
“Haah…♡”
“Come on, get in.”
“Y-yes…! Getting in….”
The elevator arrived at the first floor, and the doors began to slide open. Jihye watched, taut with nerves — and only when she confirmed the car was empty did she finally let out a breath of relief.
Cute.
It’s not time to relax yet, though.
“Lucky. Nobody inside.”
“Haauung…♡ Y-yeah….”
“Then I guess we can do that.”
“D-do what…?”
The instant the doors shut, I took the remote and cranked the vibrators all the way to maximum.
“Hyaaaang♡”
“Haru’s place is on the twenty-first floor, right?”
“M-Master… hiit♡ Hyaaauung♡”
“Hold out until we get there.”
Just the two of us in an empty elevator — a strange little space that was open to anyone and yet, at the same time, a sealed room. Inside it, I decided to put her to the test.
“Eeh…♡ Hyaaung♡ Hngh…!”
“Aren’t you being a little loud, Jihye? What if it stops midway and someone gets on?”
“Hit…!”
“Keep making noise like that and you’ll get caught instantly, you know.”
Of course, riding from the first floor all the way to the top made a mid-stop unlikely — but it wasn’t zero. Now that I’d reminded her of that fact, Jihye would no longer be able to simply surrender to the stimulation.
She would have to keep trembling in anxiety, fretting that the elevator might halt and someone might step aboard. And all the while the vibrators tormenting her pussy and breasts would show no sign of stopping, humming on and on — from her perspective, it had to be pure hell.
Could Jihye endure all the way without coming, even in a situation like this?
I had to admit — I was genuinely curious.