The Kingdom - 24
“Mmmph!”
Jia smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes, as she flaunted the mouthful of Ji-wook’s semen she had just taken.
She swirled her tongue around the sticky pool of fluid inside her mouth before closing her lips with a soft pop! and swallowing hard. The thick, viscous liquid clung to her tongue and coated her throat, and because the volume was so immense, she had to bob her throat several times before she could finally get it all down.
The heavy, sloshing sensation of the fluid filling her stomach made the corners of her mouth curl into a blissful, slack-jawed grin.
“*Gasp!* Ahhh~! It’s so thick, I feel like I could chew on Ji-wook’s cum! And the smell is so intense, my head is completely swimming in it! Haaah, just breathing makes the scent rise up—I’m getting dizzy~!”
“Huuuh… Jia… noona…”
Watching her smile, Ji-wook let out one final, weak grin before collapsing like a puppet with its strings cut. Eight rounds! It was a new record. The most ejaculations in the shortest amount of time. But his body was far past its limit to feel any sense of accomplishment.
His eyelids were heavy, threatening to shut at any second. His vision was blurring into a haze, and his mind felt as foggy as if it were blanketed in thick mist. Even the sound of Jia’s laughter and her voice felt so distant he could barely make out the words.
Still, Ji-wook let out a faint, tired chuckle. He figured he’d done enough for one day. *I’ll deal with the anger and the arguments after I wake up,* he thought, and with that, he lost consciousness and drifted into a deep sleep.
“Hehe, good work, Ji-wook.”
Jia gently stroked his hair. She felt a surge of gratitude and affection for him, having pushed his exhausted body to fulfill her unreasonable requests.
I should be a bit gentler next time. Being sadistic like I was in the bathroom was fun, but now that I know how much it drains him, I should hold back. Maybe I’ll let Ji-wook take the lead for once? It’d be a good way to apologize, and it might be fun to let him do whatever he wants to me~.
She giggled to herself, but as if flipping a switch, her expression hardened. Her gaze shifted toward Ji-ho, the man who was still masturbating while staring at her with cold, dead eyes.
“Haa! Haa! So f*cking hot! Haa!”
“…….”
His thick, flabby flesh rippled like waves with every ragged breath he took. His skin was slick and glistening with a waterfall of sweat. It was a face that was hard to call decent even on a good day, and seeing it twisted into such a grotesque, panting expression made Jia’s brow furrow in disgust.
At least he followed instructions well.
No ejaculation. He had been obediently following her command to keep going until she told him to stop, even forbidding him from finishing.
His hand worked tirelessly over his penis, which was so swollen and red it looked ready to burst. Pre-cum was leaking from the tip like a fountain, and though he wore a look of pure agony with drool hanging from his lips, he showed no sign of stopping. He must have been going insane from the mounting pressure and the desperate, agonizing need to finish, yet not a hint of dissatisfaction could be found on his face. If anything, he looked almost happy.
A normal person would have lost control and finished long ago. Was it his own sense of guilt that kept him going, or just his naturally submissive personality?
“Haaah! Haaah!”
Only he knew the answer to that. Though he was repulsive to look at, Jia decided to bump his score up a little bit. Even then, it was only moving from -100 to -99.
“Show me the footage.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
“And don’t stop masturbating. If I catch you stopping because I’m not looking, you’re in trouble.”
“YES!!”
He handed over the phone with a booming reply, and the moment his hand was free, he immediately brought it back to his chest. He began masturbating with both hands simultaneously, his eyes licking over Jia’s naked body with a greasy, lecherous gaze. He was making an unpleasant, pig-like squealing sound from how aroused he was, and honestly, she didn’t even want to look at him.
So gross…
She didn’t even want to show him her naked body if she could help it, but she kept him around because his filming skills were too good to waste. She didn’t know if he’d learned it professionally or just picked it up as a hobby, but the footage he captured always met her exact standards.
Ignoring him, she turned her attention to the phone to check the video.
“Hmm… Hehehe~…”
As she watched the recorded scene, her lips twitched into a smirk. The footage of her and Ji-wook’s intercourse was captured so vividly and clearly on the screen that she couldn’t help but feel impressed and satisfied.
It was the greed to show her beloved husband even better, more lifelike footage. It was the perfect video to satisfy her desire to show him her own raw, exposed self, riding another man and swaying her hips, all to indulge in the NTR fantasy he had requested.
“I was debating whether to just report you for blackmail and attempted rape because you’re so repulsive, but you’re in luck. You’ve earned a reprieve. Congratulations.”
“Haaah! Haaah!”
“Well, you did a good job, so shall I give you permission? To finish.”
“HAAAAH!! HAAAAH!!”
“Ahaha~! What’s with that look? You’re so excited your eyes are bloodshot, it’s hilarious~!”
“C-can I finish? May I finish?”
“…Fine. Show me.”
“Hnnngh?!”
Ji-ho thrust his penis toward Jia and ejaculated with a pathetic *spurt!*
Overwhelmed by a pleasure so intense it felt like his brain was melting, he let out every drop of the ejaculation he had been holding back with all his might, his face a mess of snot and saliva, his lower abdomen aching from the effort. It was likely the most voluminous and potent ejaculation of his entire life.
“Oh… ah, right, right! That’s normal, uh, yeah, ahahahaha~!”
“…….”
Seeing Ji-ho finish, Jia raised her voice, sounding strangely flustered. It was as if she wanted to comfort him but was afraid that doing so would only hurt his feelings more, so she tried to brush it off with a hollow laugh.
“Seunghyun and Ji-wook were just special. Yeah. That’s right. Those two are the weird ones, yeah!”
“…….”
It was no wonder; the semen he had shot out with such gusto hadn’t even reached her, instead falling limply to the floor. It was barely a meter away—a distance he could have reached just by stretching out his hand—yet it hadn’t even touched her. On top of that, the volume was pitifully small. Compared to Seunghyun and Ji-wook, who could fill a mug with their output, Ji-ho’s pathetic few drops made her wonder if he had even ejaculated at all. And the consistency was as thin as rice water…
Even though he was repulsive and what he had done was unforgivable, she felt a sudden pang of guilt and pity, wondering if she had been too harsh. She didn’t realize that her pity, which showed clearly on her face, was dealing a massive blow to Ji-ho’s pride.
“…….”
“Uh…”
“…….”
“Anyway, edit the footage and send it to me by the end of the day! Got it?”
“…….”
“And please clean up the mess~!”
Leaving Ji-ho behind in an atmosphere that had become too awkward to say anything more, she didn’t even bother to get dressed. She simply grabbed her clothes and hoisted the unconscious Ji-wook over her shoulder, fleeing the house as if escaping.
She looked back once, as if something was bothering her, but that was all.
Click.
Clack.
“…….”
The sound of the front door closing echoed, and Ji-ho was left behind, all alone.
The sofa and the floor were a disaster, stained with the remnants of the male and female bodies that had been tangled together just moments ago. The sofa, soaked in white mucus, sweat, urine, and vaginal fluid, gave off a pungent, overwhelming stench. And there, mixed in, was the semen he had just spilled.
He stared at it all in silence, and then—
“……Kuh!”
He finally burst into tears.
“Ugh, hhh, ah, ahhh, aaaaaah~!”
A sorrowful wail tore from his throat. He collapsed onto the floor, clutching his hair as if he wanted to rip it out.
“You idiot!”
How can I be this pathetic! He couldn’t stop the tears at the sight of his own disgraceful self. He’d been compared, looked down upon, and yet he’d still masturbated like a fool because it felt good! He’d been so lost in the pleasure that he’d finished, only to be pitied by her…
As a man, as a male, how could he be this miserable? He spat out curses at himself.
“The comparison was unfair! Of course I look bad when I’m compared to those alpha males! Compared to those monster-sized things, compared to those volcanic eruptions of cum, I’m just… I’m just average, average… average… *Guh!* Aaaaaah!”
He rolled on the floor, not even caring that his entire body was being smeared with the fluids. Or rather, he had no mental capacity left to even think about such things. Ji-ho thrashed his limbs on the floor like a child throwing a tantrum. He was overwhelmed just by trying to vent the surging emotions by pounding his fists against the floor or banging his head.
If he stopped moving, if he stopped thrashing, he felt like he would be swallowed whole by the resentment and emotions burning in his chest. If he didn’t vomit all of this out right now, he felt like he would choke on it and suffocate.
And above all else—
He couldn’t accept the fact that even while he was writhing in misery, he was still erect. He didn’t want to admit that the pleasure he’d felt while being humiliated and ordered around had been so incredibly good. If he accepted that, he felt like he would truly be disqualified as a human being.
“Aaaack! Aaaaa! Aaaaaaack! Aaaaaaaaah—!”
Even though he knew, deep down, that he had already hit rock bottom as a human being.
“Haa… hnn… just you wait…! I will… I definitely will…!”