Winter Passes, and Spring's Everyday Life (2)
After tossing aside every last date plan I'd put together, I brought Jihye back home.
It was a home date in name, so I figured I'd at least flip on the TV and put a movie on — but even that turned out to be impossible. The way Jihye slipped out of her clothes the moment we stepped inside was so unbearably erotic I couldn't hold myself back.
"Jihye."
"Yes, Mas— mmph!"
I yanked her against me and crushed my mouth over hers. She shuddered hard, clearly startled. Was kissing her out of nowhere too sudden, after not seeing each other for so long? That worry barely had time to form. Jihye recovered almost instantly and melted into my arms.
"Mmh♡ Chup... haah...!"
"Hah. Now you're the one coming at me."
"But you were the one who jumped me first, weren't you, Master~?"
"True. But when you get this into it, it feels like I'm the one being jumped."
"Hehe~."
"Don't just sit there giggling. Get the rest of those clothes off. I want to use my meat toilet already."
"Yes~."
While Jihye stripped off what remained, I sat on the sofa and watched her. God, she was beautiful. Every single time. Seeing her dressed up and showing that beauty off for all it was worth was incredible in its own right — but watching her peel those clothes away, slowly baring that mesmerizing naked body, was so gorgeous it stole the breath from my lungs. It felt like a heavenly angel descending to earth. And the knowledge that I had turned that angel into a meat toilet who submitted to me absolutely filled me with an overwhelming sense of conquest.
"Nnh... Master, how do I look?"
"You're so beautiful. I can't take my eyes off you."
"Th-thank you, Master♡"
"I still can't believe a girl this pretty is my meat toilet."
"...Nnh♡"
She squirmed, her face flushing — embarrassed by the praise, it seemed. Though I couldn't shake the feeling she reacted more happily to being called my meat toilet than to being called pretty. That had to be my imagination. The difference in her reaction nagged at me a little, but I decided to keep going.
"If you're done undressing, come here, Jihye."
"Yes, Master...!"
Jihye hurried over and sat beside me. I pulled her into a gentle embrace and ran my hands over her body. My fingers found her breasts, her stomach, then her pussy — and she trembled at each touch in turn. She looked like a little lamb shivering in a hunter's grip, and a wicked smile crept onto my face before I could stop it.
Our Jihye — endlessly cute one moment, insanely sexy the next. How was I supposed to devour her? After mulling over how to put my personal meat toilet to use after so long, I decided to ask her first.
"How should I use my Jihye?"
"I-I'm Master's meat toilet, so...♡ Please use me however you wish to dump all your desires. I'd be so grateful♡"
"Don't give me the obvious answer. Come up with some ideas for how I should use you."
"Mmm... W-well, I think it would be good to go through some prep first, before you use me...!"
"Prep?"
"Yes. It's been at least two months since I last served as a meat toilet, so I think I need to be prepared..."
"Hmm."
She had a point — it really had been a while. What she wanted was probably various kinds of training play with the conditioning equipment. The problem was I didn't have the patience left to train her. I wanted to bury my cock in Jihye's pussy and start thrusting right now. How was I supposed to put her through training until she was satisfied? But she wanted that kind of play, and just ignoring her and slamming into her didn't sit right either.
I thought it over for a moment, then a brilliant idea hit me that would solve everything at once.
"Alright. Let's do this."
"Yes...?"
"We don't actually need the TV to watch a movie, do we?"
"W-well, no...?"
"Then let's go to the room and watch it together on my phone."
I grabbed my phone and led Jihye toward the training room.
Having finally seen Taehyun again after so long, I found myself on a movie date at his place. Of course, this was no ordinary home date. This wasn't the two of us curled up together on the living room sofa, watching a movie on the TV like a normal couple.
Whirrr. Schlick, schlick.
"Nngh...! Mmh♡ Nnhh♡ Mmph!! Ahhnn...♡"
I was bound to a restraint chair in the training room, being conditioned, watching a movie on Master's phone. The outfit I'd poured my heart into putting together for our date had been stripped off long ago. Suction vibrators clung to the breasts I would offer up for Taehyun at a moment's notice, tormenting my nipples without mercy. A silicone cock attached to a piston machine was slamming into the pussy that had been prepared to take his cock, and the mouth that should have been whispering beautiful words for him was stuffed with a ball gag, reduced to nothing but crude, unintelligible noises.
It was a scene no one could have imagined from the words "home date" — and yet I wasn't the least bit surprised or flustered. I had chosen all of this myself. Master had given me plenty of options, and I had gone out of my way to pick meat toilet. I'd known full well I would be trained like this. More than that — I'd chosen it expecting exactly this.
"Feeling good, Jihye?"
"Nnh♡ Hahh... comingg♡"
"It's about to start, so get ready."
I nodded as hard as I could. Get ready — those words meant Master intended to use my body as a meat toilet, and I was to prepare myself for it. From the moment we'd entered the training room, my fate had been to endure the conditioning machines while Master watched the movie on his phone. There was only one brief window where I could escape that fate and take Master's cock as a proper meat toilet.
Namely —
"Ahhng♡ Haaang♡"
— whenever a scene of the characters having intense sex came on screen.
"They're using her pussy this time."
"Nngh...♡ Hahh..."
"Alright. Then I'll use mine too."
Master worked the remote in his hand, and the restraints binding my legs spread wide to either side, forcing my own legs open with them. This was a new piece of equipment Master had prepared while I'd been away living my ordinary life — an automated restraint chair that could shift positions at will. It had cost thousands of dollars, and it lived up to that staggering price tag: arms, legs, body height, even the angle of my face could all be adjusted. Until now, being bound to a restraint chair had meant holding one position for a long stretch. With this chair, a single tap of the remote could change everything. He could spread my legs into an M-shape, perfectly positioned for using my pussy.
"Mmh♡ Slurp...♡"
"Hmm. They're kissing too."
"Nngh...! Ahhmm♡"
"Guess I'll have to use both at once, then."
From there he could tilt the whole chair back, dropping me into a reclined position with my neck arched. The world flipped upside down. Master's hand came toward my face, and a moment later the ball gag stuffing my mouth was gone. My mouth was free — but I had no words to say. Before I could even close it, Master's massive cock shoved roughly inside.
"Nngh...! Ahhmm...♡"
"You know a meat toilet's mouth-pussy includes the throat, right?"
"Mmph♡ Nnghk...!"
"Alright. Let's put it to use."
Master's cock pushed into my mouth and nudged the back of my throat, and at the same instant the silicone cock spearing my pussy began thrusting even harder. Both holes, top and bottom, being violated at once. The one working my lower hole was obviously fake — and yet, with Master's real cock filling my mouth, it somehow felt genuine. Is this what it would feel like if Master were cloned and taking me from both ends at once? My whole body felt like it was going to break apart, but the fact that I was being used so thoroughly as a meat toilet washed all that pain away and left only joy.
If I could take Master's cum in both holes like this...♡
I did my best, writhing and working both holes as hard as I could, desperate to receive the cum that was a meat toilet's entire reason for existing. But before I could take a single drop, the movie's intense sex scene came to an end.
"What, it's over already?"
"Nngh...♡ Ghk...! Cough, cough..."
"Didn't even give us time to properly enjoy it. What kind of movie is this?"
"R-right...? If you'd just enjoy me a little longer... mmph!"
"Can't do that. Rules are rules."
"Mmph...! Cominggg♡"
"No throwing tantrums, understood?"
I let out a moan thick with complaint, and for that I was punished with clit torture. Afterward I quietly submitted to Master's words and went back to being trained. Feeling Master's body directly was so much better — but this was still play that had his attention in it. Not being able to tell him what I was feeling was a little frustrating, but it was well within what I could endure.
...Come to think of it, there was something I needed to tell Taehyun today.
"Alright. Hang in there until the next scene."
"Nngh♡ Ehhnn...♡"
"Think I'll play with your ass this time too."
At the mention of finally training the ass that had been left neglected this whole time, I shoved the thought that had surfaced to a far corner of my mind. Right. Like whatever I had to tell Taehyun even mattered right now. As long as I was in the training room as a meat toilet, anything related to girlfriend-Jihye needed to be forgotten. Focusing on being a meat toilet was the right thing to do.