Chapter 79
Seoyeong appeared, and Minseo's pale white thighs quivered with a shiver. Tears streamed down his cheeks—not from tangled emotions, but from his body reacting to the overwhelming pleasure. "Hahk—hngh—" Even minutes after he'd come, his stomach heaved with ragged breaths. The anal hole left empty by the dildo clenched and relaxed repeatedly, cutely fluttering open.
Hayoung returned with water and rested his head on her thigh. His face was flushed red around the eyes from the flood of tears, and his mouth and neck were drenched in saliva. "Good job—" she murmured tenderly, stroking his sweat-matted hair.
"Y-you said... you'd let me live..." Minseo whimpered in a plaintive tone, as if resenting her.
"You have to know your limits when you're such a slut... Your cock was dripping precum while you were moaning like a bitch in heat. How could I hold back? Right?" Hayoung glanced at his body and smirked. His cum-smeared stomach and limp dick still looked adorable to her.
"I... I really won't be able to walk tomorrow..." Minseo's legs had gone completely numb; he couldn't move them. At this rate, the aftermath would hit hard tomorrow for sure.
"Don't worry. I'll tell Seoyeong to give you the day off."
"...Thank you..." Despite everything, Minseo felt a flicker of gratitude for Hayoung's human side. If she'd fucked him senseless and made him work... he'd have collapsed in days. Even as a slave, he was relieved not to be used like a disposable tool. He'd thought it before, but if Lee Jiha had been the mafia boss... he might've spent every waking moment—365 days a year—with something plugged in his ass.
"How was it...? Your first female orgasm." For Minseo, who'd only ever come from his cock before, the shame and humiliation burned his face crimson. But... that feeling was different from ejaculating—better, even. His body had heaved uncontrollably, his hips bucking every three seconds... saliva drooling from his mouth from the sheer ecstasy. Just thinking about it made his lips tremble.
"It was... so good I nearly blacked out..." When Minseo answered shyly, Hayoung smiled in satisfaction.
What if I keep falling like this... turning into a total pervert? Minseo worried on one hand, but deep down... a small part of him craved experiencing that female orgasm again.
"Here, drink this." Hayoung uncapped the bottle and held it to his lips. Parched beyond belief, Minseo gulped it down greedily. Gulp—gulp— He drank so eagerly that the bob of his Adam's apple was perfectly visible with every swallow.
Something mischievous sparked in Hayoung's eyes, and she stopped pouring. As Minseo stared at her blankly, she filled her own mouth with water and kissed him, passing it over. Her soft lips parted his, the water flowing in along with their mingling tongues in a tender, lewd kiss.
"Mm—mmph—" Minseo startled at first but soon adapted, savoring the water she fed him—and the sweet kiss, of course.
Slurp—schlurp—smack— Even after the water was gone, their kiss deepened, saliva mixing as their tongues explored every corner of each other's mouths. Hayoung's spit trailed in a long string as she pulled away.
"Hah... hah..." Minseo gazed at her with glazed, lustful eyes.
"One more round?" Hayoung met his stare, unable to hold back.
"I'd cry my eyes out for real..." Minseo shook his head in horror.
"You get me so worked up my pussy's dripping just looking at you. Don't you have to take responsibility?" Hayoung pinched his nipple lightly.
"Eek! Hngh..." Minseo fidgeted anxiously, then murmured in a tiny voice. "...I-I'll take care of it... with my mouth..."
"...What?" Hayoung had heard him perfectly but feigned ignorance, her lips curving up.
"I-I'll suck you off..."
"Suck what, exactly?"
"Your... pussy, Mistress..." Hayoung's face lit up with delight at his words.
"What a good little slave~" She laughed happily and scooped him up in her arms. "You're all dirty now, so let's get your service in the bathroom~"
Without a hint of fatigue, Hayoung princess-carried him to the bathroom. 'Did I say something stupid...' Regret flooded Minseo, but it was too late to take it back. Besides... it beat getting fucked again.
He rationalized it as the smart choice and let her carry him in.
"Haaang—! Hah—!!" Hayoung's raw moans echoed through the bathroom as she sat on the edge of the tub, legs spread wide, receiving Minseo's devoted service. Her arousal dripped in thick streams, and Minseo lapped up every drop, sucking her pussy hard with his lips.
"Your sucking skills are getting so much better?" Hayoung trembled, her hips quivering as she praised him.
Am I really turning into her slave? To his surprise, her words made him feel good, spurring him to suck even harder. He licked and sucked her swollen, pearl-like clit... traced her inner folds with his tongue, slurping greedily.
"Hngaaang—! Hah—! So gooood—!" Hayoung cried out, her body shuddering in climax. Her perky tits jiggled wildly, and her pussy squirted like a fountain—psshht— soaking Minseo's face in her sticky juices.
"Hah—hah—Minseo, that was amazing—" Hayoung pulled his face to her ample breasts, rubbing against him shamelessly.
"Khk—" Unable to breathe in her smothering cleavage, Minseo squirmed, but Hayoung—lost in her afterglow, cheeks flushed—showered him with praise, oblivious.
At last, Minseo's grueling bath ended. They applied lotion, and glancing at the clock, it was already 2 a.m.
"Mistress... how long have I been here...?" Minseo asked as Hayoung dried her silver hair with the blow dryer from his chair.
"Around 9...?"
......Her answer made Minseo's mind go blank. ...Does sex really make time fly like this?
"Alright, let's go—" Hayoung finished drying her hair and moved to princess-carry the limp Minseo from the sofa again. Her own bed was too soiled with cum and fluids, so they'd share his.
"I-I can walk..." Minseo stood, thinking a short rest might've helped—but his legs wobbled pitifully.
"Pfft—walk on those shaky twigs?" Hayoung chuckled and easily lifted him princess-style. "Stop being stubborn. Or I'll fuck the defiance out of you."
Her chilling words sealed Minseo's lips shut.
Plop— "This is nice too." In his room, Hayoung laid him on the bed and slid in beside him. His bed was narrower than hers, but big enough for two—if they pressed close.
"Can you behave for three days without me?"
"Yes."
.......Hayoung pulled his waist flush against her at his immediate reply.
"I was kidding—!! Joke—!" Minseo caught on and trembled, yelling.
"Joking with your Mistress now...? You've grown bold." Hayoung slipped her hand under his shirt and nibbled his ear.
"Hnggg... feels so weird—!" Minseo moaned lewdly as she toyed with him again.
"Your punishment. Sleep like this." Her hands roamed inside his shirt, twisting and pinching his nipples like playthings—twirl, pinch—
"Heee—!" Minseo's hips twitched with every whimper.
For what felt like forever, Hayoung tormented him before finally drifting off. Minseo passed out the instant she did—it had been an exhausting, bone-weary day.
Chu— The soft press of lips roused Minseo, slowly waking him. What... Mistress...? He rubbed his bleary eyes and looked again.
"Seoyeong..."
It wasn't Hayoung—Lee Seoyeong grinned brightly before him. Oversized gray hoodie and dolphin pants—her comfiest outfit. The more he looked, the cuter it seemed on her.
"Minseo~ I'm here!!" Seoyeong dove into his arms, acting all cutesy.
She'd always been this affectionate... but she'd terrified him before. Minseo was glad they'd reconciled.
"Khk—" But his body was wrecked. Not a cold, but his back ached brutally, movement was a chore, and his legs still felt like jelly.
"Ah... you're hurting bad, huh?" Seoyeong chuckled awkwardly and pulled back. "How intense was it with Sis Hayoung... I'm jealous..." Her cheeks flushed; she clearly knew everything.
Her bluntness turned Minseo's face beet red.
"I don't have much work anyway, so I'll wrap it up quick and play with you. Hehe." Seoyeong giggled, gazing at him with adoring eyes.
......Can I survive three days unscathed? Minseo's worry grew as Seoyeong stared at him with frightening affection.