All My Control Mortgaged to a Single Remote
The savage vibration racing up her spine from beneath the skirt and slamming straight into her brain showed no sign of letting up.
Even with her mouth clamped shut, the moan that slipped unfiltered through the broadcast gear left a far more devastating wake than she had imagined.
Watching the chat window flood with filthy mockery in an instant made her face burn as if it might burst.
She could hardly believe she was reacting like this in front of so many viewers. The shame crashing over her left her mind reeling.
“Haa… ah, n-no… that just now… the sound just came out weird…”
She tried desperately to salvage the moment, but the forced business-like line she squeezed out sounded painfully awkward.
Blackcard’s order slamming dead-center on the monitor made her heart drop.
“Uh… yes? I didn’t close my legs…”
The terror of angering her master and the cold reality that only obedience as a docile slave would keep the numbers growing in her account slammed into her mind at once.
In the end she squeezed her eyes shut and spread her legs wider than before, holding the pose so the camera could catch everything in raw detail.
The moment her thighs parted, the foreign pressure of the vibrating pad crushing against her pussy hit her even more vividly, and her whole body locked up rigid again.
“Nngh…!♥ Oppa… just like you told me… hngh…♥ I’m holding still… so please look at me pretty… ahh…!♥ Aahh!♥”
The words leaving her mouth were so cringeworthy she thought she might go insane. She felt disgusted with herself, yet the viewers’ cheers beyond the screen and Blackcard’s silence only fed the thrill of the taboo.
Down in the chat, the once-passionate Wolf King spewed raw jealousy and poisoned the mood.
“Wolf King-nim, why are you suddenly like this… this is my stream, so please don’t interrupt…”
The big spender’s single line snapped her fully awake. Still a nobody stream without even one manager, she had to handle everything herself.
With trembling fingers she gripped the mouse, clicked Wolf King’s nickname, and hit the force-kick button. He had thrown her a decent amount of Star Candy in the past, so banishing him like this left a twinge of guilt.
But in front of the giant who controlled the entire room, the right to refuse had never existed. She had no choice.
The viewers who had filled the monitor all fell silent under the big donor’s pressure, holding their breath. It was perfect control—absolute domination.
Her lower body, steeped in the cold touch and vibration of the toy, had already grown so sensitive it felt half-numb. Every time the delicate skin of her inner thighs quivered, she swallowed the saliva pooling in her mouth and desperately choked down another moan.
“Hht…♥ Hnngh…”
The instant that message appeared, the violent vibration thrashing her lower half cut off cold.
“Haa… ah…”
Even after the device stopped, the vicious aftershocks still clinging to her flesh left her breathing hard on their own. Checking the bottom-right corner of the monitor, she saw three minutes had already passed. In that brief span she had completely claimed three million won as her own.
The sweetness of capital wrapped around her entire body, and even the shame that had ruled her moments earlier felt temporarily paralyzed before the power of money. She forced down her pounding heart and managed to speak.
“Hngh… you really startled me, oppa. Doing that out of nowhere…”
“Nngh… l-like it…?”
She couldn’t bring herself to admit she had liked that blatant question. But the master beyond the screen seemed to savor her fluster, leisurely typing out his next words.
The merciless warning slamming onto the screen sent goosebumps racing over her entire body. Level one alone had been so intense her lower half felt ready to go numb—level five would shred her reason so completely she would drop the stream and everything else. If she actually squirted or passed out, her life would be over right there.
This was no time to cling to pride. She had to soothe this man’s mood somehow and dodge the catastrophic crisis.
“Hnngh…! Do you want to see Cherry lose her mind…?! Level one was already that scary and now five… oppa, you’re so mean…”
The very word “level five,” which would wring tears and snot from her, made her flinch in terror. She urgently pursed her lips toward the camera and trembled all over. The unfamiliar, perverted stimulation she was tasting for the first time flooded her mind with fear.
“I’ve never done anything like this before… I haven’t even touched my own body…”
The fact that this pure body had never even comforted itself mercilessly stroked the raw nerves of the wolves watching beyond the screen.
“Y-yes…”
The answer slipped out before she could stop it. Whether this body was actually virgin or not could only be confirmed by having sex, but feeling these lewd, face-burning sensations was a first in her life, so it wasn’t exactly a lie.
That single confession detonated the chat’s firepower in real time. The pure, innocent virgin appeal made filthy, frenzied messages race across the screen too fast for the eyes to follow.
The moment she registered the vulgar flood filling the screen, her jaw dropped.
Those fucking bastards! Do they seriously want to watch me lose my mind?! Stop hyping this shit!
The rage surging up from inside was hard to hold down. The urge to just quit everything and go offline slammed into her hard. This wasn’t about five billion anymore—her dignity was on the line.
But no matter how she thought about it, it still wasn’t an amount she could casually throw away. In the end she slightly lowered her head to hide her flaming face and forced out the coquettish nasal whine typical of a girl cammer.
“Aahh… I’m scared… oppas, please be gentle…”
That desperate plea not to be abandoned by her money source and absolute ruler was more than enough to shatter the brains of every underdog-stream viewer.
The giant donor’s merciful declaration instantly buried the chat in cheers. Just as she was about to pat her chest in relief, Blackcard’s heavy warning from beyond the monitor tightened around her throat again.
The letters filling the screen made her fingertips tremble. That merciless decree was no different from ordering her to abandon her reason. The ordinary viewers’ mocking cheers no longer even registered. Only Blackcard’s sentences on the monitor pressed down on her with crushing force.
The wretched truth that every scrap of her agency had been mortgaged to the single remote in his hand sank ice-cold into her bones. Yet having already tasted the sweetness of that huge sum, she had lost even the chance to run.
In the end, before the master’s unbreakable command, she could only bite her lip and nod.