Chapter 170: Master
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 170: Master
“D-Doah…?”
What in the world was this new prank?
In the pitch-black darkness.
The other end of the loosely hanging leash didn't lead to the bed or the floor.
If what I was seeing was correct…
“…Oppa.”
A small voice, mixed with the sound of her breath.
Her slender fingers caressed my cheek from top to bottom.
“What… what is this? Seriously.”
Her call, seemingly shy, was laced with a tremor that made it sound almost plaintive.
“Today.”
“Yeah.”
“Just… try doing whatever you want.”
“Whatever I want?”
“Yeah. I… I prepared myself for this today.”
Unable to grasp the context at all, I slowly reached out, my hand moving toward the end of the leash.
Leather. Not too soft, but not too hard either.
When I realized what Doah had around her neck, I forgot how to think.
On the off chance I was wrong, I moved my hand downward.
“…Ngh.”
Doah’s body flinched.
My jaw dropped when I realized what I had just brushed against was her firm, raised nipple.
Doah was completely naked.
“No… Hey… D-Doah… you… why…”
“…Because you.”
She caught her breath for a moment, then turned her head sharply as if trying to suppress her embarrassment.
“Because you were looking at that stuff behind my back.”
I wondered what “that stuff” was, but I immediately knew what she was talking about.
I thought we’d moved past that.
Did she really hold onto it all this time?
My conscience pricked me since I'd just been reading it moments ago, but I decided this was a time when a lie was necessary.
“No. I told you I don’t read it. Yoonje just…”
“…I saw your purchase history.”
…I’d never even shown it to her. When on earth did she see that?
It was too late to deny it.
If she’d already seen the proof, making excuses was pointless.
“That’s not it, Doah. I just looked at it out of curiosity. It’s not like I’m into that kind of thing. It’s not…!”
“The fact that you were curious is the problem!” she yelled, her voice like a clap of thunder.
“Hey! Why are you looking at that stuff when you have me?! Huh? Is it because my body isn't as curvy as those illustrations?”
“No… that’s not it… Hey. And there were only a few of those drawings. That’s…”
“Then that means you looked because you were more interested in the story than the art! Because I don’t do that kind of thing for you!”
She threw herself against me.
I lost my balance and fell back onto the bed with a thud.
“…Han Taemin.”
The leash attached to the collar around her neck tickled the nape of my neck.
“…Yeah.”
“Don’t look at that stuff.”
I heard the pouty tone she used whenever she was complaining.
“I won’t.”
“It’s okay to just do it to me. Really.”
“No, it’s fine. I just won’t look at it.”
“Unnie told me everything… that if I don’t do it for you, you’ll just end up hiding somewhere and watching it alone…”
Having become quite familiar with Doah’s social circle, I wondered which of her ‘unnies’ had filled her head with such wicked knowledge.
It was highly likely one of the unnies from her friend group, or Clover.
“But… Doah.”
I was a man, too.
There was a limit to how long I could maintain my composure and pretend to be a gentleman.
To be honest, a frantic desire to turn on the lights had been bubbling up inside me for a while now.
My girlfriend, Luka-tan, naked and wearing a dog collar.
In the highest definition.
I wanted to see her love with my own two eyes.
“Huh?”
“Did you… by any chance, read that novel…?”
Seeing the item she’d prepared, it was clear she had gotten the idea from somewhere.
Even if she had read an erotic novel, most people wouldn’t think to bring something like this.
“…Yeah. I read it.”
“Then you know what I’ll want to do… and you’re still doing this…?”
I could feel her body trembling against mine.
“…I don’t know. But it’s okay.”
The scent of floral shampoo tickled my nose.
She must have showered right before I arrived.
“Because… I love you, Oppa.”
How could she compel such a wicked act with such beautiful words?
I considered just pulling her into my arms and having a normal night, but I quickly changed my mind.
I needed to understand why she was doing this.
After a moment of thought, the conclusion I reached was ‘insecurity.’
By reading that novel, I had made her feel insecure, worried that she might not be enough for me.
If that was the case, the surest way to resolve that insecurity was…
My hand, which had been stroking her back, slowly moved downward.
I grabbed her pale, soft ass.
A surprised, erotic moan escaped Doah's lips.
“…Will you call me Master?”
Who knew I’d be using my short-lived acting classes for something like this.
I had become someone who could say things I didn’t mean with a straight face.
“…Yes. No. I mean, yes, sir.”
“Lift your ass.”
Even if I was emulating the novel, I had no intention of doing anything overly violent.
Slapping her cheeks, or stepping on her breasts.
I could never bring myself to do such things to the woman I loved.
Instead, I’d just give her a little bit of shame.
That should be fine, right?
“Spread your legs.”
As if she were a doll, Doah began to slowly part her valley at my command.
My lower body had been swollen for a while now.
But for now, I had to be patient and continue the act a little longer.
“More.”
Rustle—
Only the sound of the sheets moving cut through the silence.
Doah, her face buried in the bed, spread her legs in a dog-like position.
A part of me wondered if this was right, but the curiosity inside me was screaming, demanding I give her the next command.
“Do you want to get fucked?”
“…Yes.”
Her muffled voice, buried in the bed, made it impossible for me to hold back any longer. I pulled down my pants.
I pressed my already-erect member against her vulva.
Her pussy was still dry, untouched by any foreplay.
I started to gently rub the head of my cock against her lips.
“Doah.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Looks like your pussy isn’t ready.”
I was curious how she would react to that.
“Then… I’ll help you…”
Without being told, Doah turned her body around, lifted her head, and pressed her lips to my cock.
The hot puff of her breath on me, right above her soft lips.
As her tongue began to lick my shaft, I was the one who had to tense my hips to stay still.
Sluuurp, slurp, sluuuurp.
I couldn’t see well, but I knew.
Her face was becoming a mess of saliva.
“Hah… hah… haaah… ugh…!”
Her movements were more intense than usual.
Of course, she’d gone down on me before, but she had never taken me this deep.
“Cough…! Cough…!”
I thought she might be overdoing it.
As expected, a cough began to rise from her throat as a side effect.
“Are…!”
The words ‘Are you okay?’ rose to my throat, but I swallowed them back down.
“…Good girl.”
Knowing that showing concern now would break the mood, I suppressed the impulse and moved behind her.
Instead, I gave her plenty of time to catch her breath.
“How about you get on your hands and knees and spread your pussy for me?”
“Like… this…?”
“Yes. Just like that.”
I stuck out my tongue and licked her already-damp vulva, making her hips tremble violently.
When her legs instinctively tried to close, I held her thighs wide apart and savored her sweet nectar.
“Haah… ahh… Ma… ster…”
The title, which had felt so awkward at first, soon became a trigger for my arousal.
Twisting her body, Doah repeated ‘Master’ over and over, sounding like a maid character straight out of a manga.
“What is it?”
“Please… p-put it in me now…”
I, who had been holding back my desire to enter her, got up from my knees.
The setup was the same as before, but the wetness was reversed.
My cock was glistening with Doah's saliva.
Her pussy was drenched with her juices and my spit.
As I placed my cock against her smooth, pink flesh, I felt a suction pulling me in, as if I could slide inside without any effort at all.
But there was one last ritual we had to go through.
“Doah…”
“Nngh… Oppa…”
“Not Oppa. It’s Master.”
I smacked her ass, making a sharp sound.
Half-lost in the dizzying foreplay, she seemed to have forgotten the title.
“Yes… Master…”
“If you want it, what do you have to do?”
Honestly, while I was doing this under the guise of acting, I think about 80 percent of it was genuine.
It was a line every man dreams of saying at least once.
And Luka-tan, the idol of countless fans…
As she swayed her hips, the juices running down her thighs began to leave wet stains on the bedsheets.
“Please put your cock… in Doah's pussy…”
The sound of wet slapping filled the small studio apartment.