Hierarchy War
"Ah, no, Hansol oppa, we weren't fighting or anything..."
"Th-that's right. We were just talking..."
The two girls had gone pale under the rough atmosphere and were now blurting out excuses. I didn't care. My attitude stayed the same.
"Come with me. Right now."
I turned and walked away. I had half-worried they might not follow after I went that far, but I could hear their voices trailing behind me.
"H-he seems really angry... What do we do?"
"This is all because of you, Yoo-ra sunbae..."
"Hey! You're the one who keeps sighing every time you look at someone's face!"
They were bickering again. Their little spat actually made them seem closer, so I didn't feel the need to step in. If anything, it was nice—two pretty, cute girls fighting over me. That was life. That was happiness.
"Jang Hansol, why all of a sudden—"
"Be quiet and follow me."
Yoo Ra shut her mouth at the cold tone. I led them to the spot I had scouted earlier during our walk. When you had sex slaves, finding a secluded place in advance was basic master etiquette. I guided them to the storage shed near the auditorium.
"Both of you, get in."
"This is a storage shed?"
"Hansol oppa..."
The two sex slaves exchanged glances, then stepped inside with uneasy eyes.
—Bang!
I followed them in and shut the door. It couldn't be locked from either side, but everyone was busy with the barbecue and this place was out of the way, so no one would come.
"Hup."
I sat on the vaulting horse in the best spot. Both of them looked uneasy, clearly sensing the dangerous aura radiating off me. They seemed to understand exactly why I had dragged them here.
"Stand in front of me. Both of you."
They hesitated but obeyed.
"H-Hansol oppa... I mean, we weren't really fighting..."
Ha-neul tried to make excuses in a trembling voice, but I cut her off.
"Shh. You shut up too, Lee Ha-neul. I've been spoiling you lately, so you've gotten too comfortable, haven't you? Who said you could make excuses without permission?"
"S-sorry..."
One word from me and she immediately shrank. Yet her body trembled, as if she enjoyed being treated like she was beneath me. Taming Lee Ha-neul was easy. The real problem was Yoo Ra, who had been angry enough to try dragging Ha-neul off alone.
"Yoo-ra noona."
"......"
"You were going to drag Ha-neul off for a private talk? What era do you think this is? Do you really think you're in any position to act like that, Yoo-ra noona?"
"No... she kept sighing every time she looked at me..."
"So what if she sighs? The fact that you're trying to drag a junior off just because she sighed is what's really ugly. It's obvious you're only being cold to Ha-neul."
"Th-that's..."
"Especially when I remember giving you a present and soothing you separately."
"P-present?!"
At the word "present," Lee Ha-neul's shocked gaze shot toward Yoo Ra, full of jealousy. She looked envious that Yoo Ra had received something she hadn't. Sensing another round of fighting about to break out, I told Ha-neul to be quiet again.
Even after I told her to stay still, she was still shooting that look over a single present. Ha-neul had her own issues. Then again, a fight was never just one person's fault.
"You two really are hopeless. You both think you're the best, don't you? Don't kid yourselves."
I spoke in a merciless voice, warning them both.
"Noona, Ha-neul—both of you are nothing but my slaves. And the holes between your legs are just cum-rags for me to fuck."
Both girls flinched at the blunt reminder of reality. Even I felt a tiny jolt. The crude words had slipped out in the heat of the moment, and I was a little surprised at myself, but I didn't take them back.
"Hey! Jang Hansol! That's going way too far!"
Yoo Ra protested, as expected. Unlike Ha-neul, she probably still rationalized everything I did as some kind of role-play. If she didn't push back here, she might actually turn into a real slave. But—
"You've been talking to me so casually lately. This is all just role-play, right? So—"
"Yes, that's right. I'm nothing but a convenient cum-rag pussy for Hansol oppa to use."
"Huh...?"
Yoo Ra looked stunned at Ha-neul's sudden declaration. She had probably assumed Ha-neul was just playing along with the master-slave scenario like she was. But Yoo Ra didn't know the truth: everything Lee Ha-neul showed on the surface was an act. Deep down, she was the most obedient bitch who wanted to be my slave more than anyone.
"Ha-neul really does catch on fast. Compared to her, the so-called senior is... sigh."
"Ugh! Am I the weird one here? Hey, Lee Ha-neul, snap out of it. If you keep accepting everything he says, his ego will just get bigger..."
She still couldn't accept what kind of person Ha-neul really was. I silenced Yoo Ra and stepped down from the vaulting horse.
"Enough. I'll make things clear for both of you today."
"What...?"
"Which one of you is the more useful slave. Strip. Both of you. Right now."
"A-are you crazy?! Say something that makes sense! How can you tell us to strip with Ha-neul right here?"
As expected, Yoo Ra resisted. She usually stripped without hesitation in front of me, but now she hesitated and glanced at Ha-neul. She was fine being naked in front of me, but not in front of Ha-neul.
"Yoo-ra noona, you know what I always say."
"Wh-what?"
"If you don't want to, you don't have to. But don't ever think about being with me again."
"Ah..."
"I'll give you one more chance. If you don't want to, don't. I don't need women who don't listen to me."
"......"
Yoo Ra stared blankly, then pressed her lips shut. Even Ha-neul, who had been quietly hesitating, flinched and looked at me. She had endured the same shame and still obeyed in the end.
"Same goes for you, Ha-neul. If you're embarrassed to strip in front of Yoo-ra noona, then don't. But—"
"A slave who doesn't listen... isn't needed, right?"
"You know it well."
The atmosphere in the storage shed turned icy. It was so cold it was hard to breathe.
"I told you clearly. If you don't want to, you can stop anytime."
My words weren't forcing them. They could refuse. If they didn't want to, they didn't have to. But they shouldn't expect to ever be with me again. I had no intention of letting them play the victim. I would turn them into willing accomplices— no, into proactive perverts. "You girls are the ones clinging to me because you like it, so don't act like I'm the only trash here."
The lewd nature hidden inside women. Drawing it out and seeing how far they would fall for a man—that was my greatest pleasure in life.
At the same time, it was interesting to see who would strip first. I was curious which one would show submission faster.
As expected—
—Rustle.
Lee Ha-neul slowly pulled her dress down. The white dress that made her look like a pure bride fell limply to the floor, revealing her pussy and pink ni—huh?
'Why can I see her pussy already? Where did her nipples go?'
She had only taken off the dress, but there was no underwear. She was completely naked underneath. Even her nipples were covered with what looked like nipple pasties. I stared at her intently.
"Hnn..."
—Drip...
A drop of her juices ran down her thigh.
'Whoa... I didn't expect this.'
I walked up to her and peeled off the nipple pasties. Her proud pink nipples finally came into view. As the pressed nubs began to stiffen, Ha-neul's body trembled. The cold air hitting her sensitive nipples seemed to feel good.
"No wonder your chest was bouncing more than usual when you moved. You were doing something naughty in secret, weren't you?"
She had been walking around outside wearing nothing but the dress this whole time.
'She must have taken it off after I spanked her in the dorm and she was resting in her room.'
I never imagined she would voluntarily indulge her own tendencies during the MT. Ha-neul's sex drive was way higher than Yoo-ra noona's. Then again, she was the type to wear a rotor to school. Classic severe exhibitionist pervert Lee Ha-neul.
"You. Did you sell your underwear or something?"
"This morning... after you spanked my butt, my pussy kept getting wet, so I took them off..."
"Really? Does your chest get wet when you get excited too? Are you lactating or something?"
I pinched her nipple with my fingernail like I was playing with a toy.
"Hnn... hah..."
Ha-neul started squirming, stamping her feet. But she seemed to think she wasn't allowed to touch me, so she just clenched her fists and endured. Her lower body grew even wetter. I moved my hand downward.
"You just wanted to do outdoor exposure, yet you're lying to me."
—Press...
"Hnn♥ Hah...! Oppa, there..."
"Why? You like it when I touch your pussy."
"I do, but... in front of Yoo-ra sunbae..."
"What's the difference? You're the kind of girl who gets even hornier when someone watches."
"B-but... this is the first time someone's actually watching... Hyaang...! I-it went in... Hansol oppa's finger..."
"Feel good?"
"It feels good... ah, ah...♥"
When I pushed my fingertip shallowly inside her pussy, she let out a lewd moan. After pressing her sweet spot a couple of times, I pulled my finger out and slid it between her folds.
"It's the finger Ha-neul likes. I'll stay still like this, so you can play with it using your pussy as much as you want."
"Yes... hah... hnn...♥"
Ha-neul's breathing grew rough. Eventually she carefully grabbed my shoulder. And then—
—Slide, slide...
"Hah, hah...!"
She started grinding her hips, rubbing her clit against my finger. Her ass jiggled with the vigorous movement, and she spread her thighs wide, desperately grinding her clit against my finger, but—
"Th-this isn't enough... haaah... I-I need more... hnn..."
She needed stronger stimulation. Her desperate movements showed how badly she wanted more physical pleasure, but my order had only been to play with my finger. The sight of her frantically rubbing her pussy against my finger to satisfy her own lust was incredibly arousing.
'Ha-neul's sex drive has gone way up from having sex with me. There's no way this would satisfy her.'
No matter how pitiful she looked, I wasn't going to fuck her yet. Because Yoo Ra still hadn't taken off her clothes.
Leaving Ha-neul to grind against my finger alone, I spoke to Yoo Ra, who was just watching.
"You're just going to stand there and watch when Ha-neul is already doing this much? For the number one sex slave, your attitude is pretty disappointing."
"...Hic."
Yoo-ra noona hiccuped at my remark. She must have been shocked by how seriously Ha-neul was going at it. Until now, she had thought she was the one enduring the most shame and had taken pride in being the first slave. Seeing someone even more perverted than her right in front of her eyes must have been overwhelming.
Besides—
"If you're just going to watch, then leave. Ha-neul, from now on you're number one slave. Feels good, right? You were secretly jealous of Yoo-ra noona, weren't you?"
"...I like it... hehe...♥ I'm... Master's best slave...♥"
"Good, good. Once you graduate, I'll knock you up right away so you can live as a breeding machine popping out my kids for the rest of your life."
"Hnn... I like that, I like that♥ I'll give birth to pretty, cool sons and daughters who look like you and serve you for life♥"
"Make it only daughters if possible. If you have a son who looks like me, you'll probably spread your pussy and beg him to fuck you too, since you're such a pervert."
"Nyeheh... I'll give birth to a daughter and as the number one sex slave, I'll teach her with all my heart so she can be a cute daughter who serves you for life...♥"
"Kuh... This is why I can't help but like you."
If it was Ha-neul who wanted to take Yoo Ra's place?
"...I-I'll... do it... if I take them off... right...?"
There was no way she would run. Yoo Ra carefully removed all the clothes she was wearing. I forcibly pulled Ha-neul off me as she kept clinging. Ha-neul looked disappointed, but she seemed to understand I was using her to provoke Yoo Ra's jealousy, so she obediently stood beside her.
Ha-neul really was quick on the uptake in these situations. The lines she had said earlier were probably copied from some anime.
"Hnn, ahh... I'm really going crazy..."
"You already did it outside today, so why are you acting like this?"
"This isn't something you get used to just because you've done it once..."
Both girls were now completely naked. In a storage shed where the door couldn't be locked and someone might walk in at any moment.
'This feels amazing.'
The feeling of conquering the two most beautiful girls in the law department was incredibly satisfying.
"From now on, you two are going to compete."
"Compete...?"
"Yeah. Who obeys my orders better."
I grinned.
"The loser drops to the lowest rank, and the lowest rank has to obey the winner. Being number one or two sex slave doesn't matter anymore. That's just the order you became slaves—it doesn't determine your actual rank."
"...!"
Both girls' expressions changed instantly. Lee Ha-neul, the number two sex slave, smiled faintly at the chance to overturn the hierarchy. Meanwhile, Yoo Ra, the number one, stiffened. She had thought she was the highest ranked, so this must have been a shock. I had told her she could take pride in being number one, but I had never once said she ranked higher than Ha-neul.
"Yoo-ra noona, if you don't want to end up obeying Ha-neul, you'd better do your best. Ha-neul, if you want to be loved the most, just win. Simple, right?"
—Nod...
Both girls hesitated for a moment, but nodded.
"Good. Then shall we begin?"