King’s Game 1
After we finished our meal and quickly cleaned up, we gathered in a circle on the floor. In front of everyone sat alcohol and some simple snacks. Mother held a container for drawing lots, filled with sticks marked with numbers. A palpable tension flowed from everyone’s expressions as they stared at the container.
Gulp. Along with the sound of someone swallowing, Mother spun the container. Those who received it pulled out a stick after much deliberation and checked it cautiously.
“Ah……”
“Yes!”
While some sighed in disappointment and others rejoiced, Mother announced the rules before the game officially began.
“You all know that you have to follow the King’s orders, right?”
“Shouldn’t we also decide on a penalty, Mother?”
“There is no penalty for… disobeying an order. Let’s just agree to follow them unconditionally. And let’s set a five-minute time limit for the King’s command.”
Mother answered Yuna’s suggestion with a firm attitude. As she glanced around at the others, no one raised any objections. Usually, in games like this, one would worry about unreasonable commands from the King, but surely no one would give an absurd order like "go kill yourself." Besides, if the order were sexual in nature, there was no way these people would refuse. Even setting aside Seoyeon, who was gradually becoming tainted by lust, all of them were succubi who would be second to none when it came to being lewd.
“……”
Everyone had checked the number on their stick, but the identity of the King remained unknown. However, there was no need to ask.
“Then we’re starting, right, Mother?”
Mina jumped up with a shout. Just looking at her behavior and expression, it was obvious who the King was.
“Hey, what number are you?”
Mina scanned the room, shot a mocking grin, and asked me.
“Is that an order? If it is, I can tell you.”
“……You sneaky bastard.”
That kind of trick wouldn’t work. While I’d love to have sex with her, that would ruin the fun.
“Then I have no choice but to guess… damn it…”
The numbers ranged from 1 to 6. After agonizing for a long time, she shouted.
“Number 1! Give the King a deep, passionate kiss!”
It was unexpected. I thought she would just tell me to suck her pussy right away. It seemed she intended to take things slow since it was the first round.
After everyone accepted her psychology in their own way, they turned their heads to look around. I did the same. ‘Who is number 1?’
Just then, Mother raised her hand and showed everyone the number on her stick.
“Fufu, I’m number 1. A deep kiss with my beloved daughter…… I’m so nervous, you know?”
“Oh… Mother…”
Yuna’s pupils trembled as if she were having a seizure, but in a sacred game held under Mother’s supervision, breaking the rules was impossible.
“Kikiki.”
I was going to get a good show right from the start. Alcohol couldn’t be missing from such an event. As I reached for the glass in front of me, Anna, who was next to me, poured me a drink with a look similar to mine. Meanwhile, in the empty space in the center, which had naturally become a stage due to our circular seating, the two women were lewdly tangling their tongues.
“Sluuurp… so this is what Mina’s saliva tastes like… slurrrp…!”
“Mother… lick, lick…!”
Unlike her initial hesitation, Yuna soon fell deep into the kiss. It was clear that her initial reluctance wasn't because she didn't want to kiss Mother, but because she was nervous about kissing someone she respected and loved so much. Seeing her embrace Mother’s body with both hands, with a face as melted as when she kissed me, there was no doubt.
And Mother, too, with a slightly flushed face, kept working her tongue. Was it because of Yuna’s aphrodisiac saliva? My Adam’s apple wouldn’t stop moving as I swallowed the drool entering my mouth.
“Now, 5 minutes have passed.”
Both of them were so absorbed in the kiss that they showed no signs of stopping even after 5 minutes. Eventually, I intervened.
Smack♥
The two, seemingly regretful, pulled their lips apart after sucking on each other’s tongues one last time. A long string of saliva stretched out like a silver thread before snapping in the air.
While the two were kissing, Francesca, who had collected the sticks, spun the container again. I pulled a stick from it and checked it quietly.
A fishy smile came naturally. “Hehehe.”
Since I had received the stick first, the others hadn't even drawn theirs yet. But as I laughed like a pervert, everyone gulped and rushed to draw their sticks.
“Hey, I…!”
“I’m telling you in advance, I will never pick someone who tells me their number.”
“……What?”
At those words, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked back at me. It seemed everyone, like Mina, had intended to hint at or outright state their number. Seeing Mother included in that group, I continued with a cold, dead look in my eyes.
“Wow, it’s only the second round and you’re all going to do that? I almost ended up masturbating alone.”
As I grumbled with the nuance of wanting a fair play, Mother asked.
“What does that mean?”
“I said I wouldn’t pick anyone who told me their number, so if everyone here says their number, there’s no one left to command, right? Then I’d have to masturbate alone.”
At those words, everyone, including Mother, gulped. Even Seoyeon was among them. The atmosphere felt strange.
“W-wait a minute…!”
“I’m number 1!”
“I’m number 2…”
“Hoho, I’m number 3.”
“I’m number 4.”
“I’m number 5.”
“Jihan, I’m sorry… I’ve started wanting to see you masturbate. I’m number 6.”
Before I could stop them, everyone shouted their numbers. Do they want to see me masturbate? If betrayal could pierce to the bone, this must be what it feels like. My hands and feet trembled, and the cock that had been so horny just a moment ago went limp.
“H-how can you… make me masturbate while leaving these horny cunts alone!”
It was useless to vent my frustration.
“Geez, you said you’d do it, so why are you making a fuss?”
“…….”
It was an irrefutable argument. So, receiving everyone’s gaze, I headed to the stage.
Twinkle! The gazes were so focused I felt like lasers were coming out of their eyes. Usually, just having women look at me would have made me erect, but the threshold for pleasure had risen too high for me to satisfy myself with my own hands. My cock wouldn't even think about getting hard. However, I couldn't disobey Mother’s words. Eventually, I sent an SOS to Mina.
“Noona, please spit on it.”
“Heh! Let me see your cock… oh, it’s really not standing? This might be the first time I’ve seen a flaccid cock.”
That’s because it was always erect in front of her. Mina tried to touch the soft cock, but stopped when Mother intervened. Instead, she gathered a mouthful of saliva and applied it to my cock.
“Ptoo! Ptoo!”
She could have just poured it from above, but she insisted on spitting on my cock as if spitting on the ground. Even so, with excellent control, the saliva was evenly coated from the glans to the shaft. As expected, she was someone who had some experience spitting in her day. I was inwardly impressed, but before long, my cock began to heat up.
As expected, Mina’s special aphrodisiac saliva is the real deal. At this rate, couldn’t it even make a eunuch erect?
“…….”
How long has it been since I masturbated? In my senior year of high school, I was forbidden from ejaculating due to Mother’s orders… it had been well over a year.
Squish, squish.
“Hmm… did you masturbate like that in the past too?”
“I’ve never seen you masturbate, Young Master.”
“It seems less significant than I thought.”
“Ugh…”
It was humiliating, like being a monkey in a cage. But why? Was it because everyone was staring intently at my cock? That piercing gaze made me feel a strange, thrilling sensation. From then on, my strategy changed. I stopped stroking the entire length from shaft to glans and focused exclusively on the most sensitive part: the glans. Furthermore, for the audience who were only looking at my ass because of the circular seating, I spun around to provide fan service.
“Noona, saliva!”
Whenever my cock dried out and I felt pain, I replenished the lubricant. Mina would say things like, “You really can’t do anything without me, can you?” and spit on it again.
Squish, squish, squish.
I had once thought, since I can hold back ejaculation for a long time even inside a pussy, how good could masturbation possibly feel? However, masturbating amidst the enthusiastic cheers of six beauties was a different experience.
“Ah… I’m about to cum… who should I cum on?”
Everyone froze, as if they hadn't thought that far ahead. The relationship had reversed in an instant, from a monkey in a zoo to something else. Now, I had become the zookeeper distributing the feed of semen to these horny female monkeys.
“First of all… Maman is excluded.”
“Ah… my son…!”
The number one cause of me having to masturbate. I feel bad for Mother, but this couldn't be helped. I scanned the room and eventually pointed to Mina, who had provided the heavenly lubricant.
“Noona, come out.”
“Really?!”
“Hurry up, I’m about to cum!”
“Wahoo!”
Mina flew over, slid across the floor, and took my cock into her mouth. At the same time, she began to suck on the glans with powerful suction.
“I’m cumming!”
I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock down her throat as I ejaculated. Splurt! The process was regrettable, but the moment I ejaculated into her mouth felt amazing.
“Sluuurp… gulp, gulp…♥!”
“Ah, I’m jealous.”
“Sniff, sniff, sniff… I’ve never smelled this scent from the Young Master before. It seems… you are angry.”
“Ah, my son… I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. Francesca, spin the stick again. Noona, stop sucking my cock and get out.”
I pushed Mina away, who was still sucking on my cock.
“Aji-gi… slurrrp… what’s left in the urethra… slurrrp… gulp…♥ That’s enough!”
“…….At this rate, I won’t even be able to wear my pants.”
Because of her saliva, everything was damp, making it impossible to put my clothes back on. Eventually, I decided to stay naked. I pulled a stick again from the container Francesca held out.
This time the number was 5. Then who was the King?
“Wa, wow! I’m the King!” It was Anna.
“Ah……”
Whether the other women sighed or not, Anna extended her hands as if gathering the energy of the universe and began to meditate. How much time had passed? Just as Mina’s brow began to furrow in annoyance.
Flash! Was it my imagination that I felt light in her opened eyes? They were eyes that felt that intense. Anna looked at me and said.
“Young Master, from now on, count slowly from 1 to 6. It’s not an order, so if you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to.”
“……?”
What was this unpredictable maid thinking? Unable to suppress my curiosity, I eventually did as Anna said.
“1… 2… 3… 4… 5…”
“Wait a moment.”
I couldn't help but get goosebumps. The moment Anna interrupted me was exactly when I said my number, 5.
“Hehehe.”
Anna smiled lewdly, as if she knew everything. She spat out a vulgar word from her pretty lips.
“Number 5, lie on the floor naked. And just stay still no matter what the King does.”
Then, everyone looked toward me, wondering if it could really be true. I held up the stick and showed it to everyone.
“Wow! Crazy! It’s really number 5!”
“Anna, how did you do that?”
“That’s amazing, Anna.……Could you perhaps share your know-how?”
“Hehe, it’s a secret!”
However, even amidst such intense interest, Anna only watched me lie down, licking her lips. Like a death-row inmate kneeling on the floor, waiting for a long rope to tighten around his neck.
“…….”
I lay still, exposing my cock, waiting for a pussy.