My Beloved Master (2)
Yoon Selena, believing she had just taken her master's lust into her own hands—or, to put it precisely, into the hands of the human whose skin he was wearing—watched Lee Seonho's expression with a cautious glance, her usual sharp eyes replaced by something far more careful.
Y-you didn't say anything unnecessary, did I…?
He had already said he was satisfied, so what if her offer to do it one more time had put him in a bad mood?
But fortunately, the answer that left Lee Seonho's lips fell squarely within the range she was hoping for.
"Well, honestly, once isn't enough."
"Th-that's right, isn't it?!"
If he had gone so far as to ask her for a favor, it must mean a truly enormous amount of lust had built up inside him.
She resolved to satisfy her master properly this time and parted her lips—
"But don't get any ideas. I'm not asking you."
"…I'm sorry, what?"
-Ssshh.
"You aren't necessary. A well-behaved meat doll is more than enough."
Suggestion: Hypnosis ※ Target: Yoon Ji-yoon
"W-wait just a moment—"
Along with the mana flowing from her master's hand, a buff called Hypnosis abruptly seeped into her mind.
In the midst of that sensation, Yoon Selena quietly reminded herself of the awakened ability Lee Seonho possessed—a mental-type buff. Her master could use the abilities of anyone whose skin he wore, so this power had probably belonged to the original owner of this hide.
…Though it was a little hard to understand how a mental-type buff included something like hypnosis.
N-no, this isn't right…
Her master hypnotizing her didn't particularly bother her. Being used like a meat doll while under hypnosis didn't particularly bother her either.
Still, if he had to cast it, she would have preferred it if he'd said something to her first.
I could serve him far more actively than some meat doll, you know…
Thanks to the intelligence skills she'd learned at her master's side, Yoon Selena was an exceptional actress.
If her master had truly wanted a passive meat doll pretending to be hypnotized, she would have gladly obliged.
But her master had cast the buff on her without a moment's consideration for her devotion, and so Yoon Selena felt a lingering sense of disappointment on many levels.
Next time, for sure…
However he chose to relieve his desires, that was fine—next time, she would have to ask him to let her serve him without the buff.
With that thought, Yoon Selena obediently closed her eyes and let the power of hypnosis wash over her.
"…Hmm, you took it well."
"……?"
For some reason, she still retained consciousness even while 'hypnotized,' and Yoon Selena felt a faint confusion at this reality.
"Hey, Yoon Ji-yoon. You hypnotized or not?"
"……"
…How am I supposed to interpret this situation?
Was the 'hypnosis' her master used simply a buff that worked like this?
Or was it a buff he rarely used, so its effects felt sloppy and unpolished?
Or, failing that—was the bond between her and her master so deep that the hypnosis simply failed to take hold?
That last one is absurd, obviously.
Still, her heart had fluttered at the thought, if only for a moment.
Regardless—if she wasn't hypnotized, she needed to say so. If she delayed and her master later realized on his own that she'd never been under at all…
…Wait. Then again, maybe he wouldn't notice at all.
A fleeting wicked thought brushed through Yoon Selena's mind.
If she just used her usual acting skills and pretended to be hypnotized—
Then her master, knowing nothing, would treat her like a meat doll and use her body to relieve his lust.
That was, in fact, exactly the outcome she had been hoping for.
Her master wanted a hypnotized, obedient meat doll, and she could play a perfectly obedient meat doll anytime he liked.
If she was going to relieve his lust anyway, it was far better to do it knowingly than in ignorance.
All I have to do is act like I'm hypnotized. Honestly, it's much simpler than the acting I do every day.
As she swallowed a nervous, dry breath, Lee Seonho's voice came down over her head once more.
"Hey, Yoon Ji-yoon. I asked if you're hypnotized. Why aren't you ans—"
"Yes, Master. This Yoon Ji-yoon is under hypnosis. Please give me any command you wish."
"…I haven't told you to call me Master yet."
"……"
…That was just a small slip.
"My apologies. Since you cast hypnosis on me, I simply assumed you were my Master."
"…Well, it doesn't matter. It's kind of hot, so keep calling me that."
"Yes, Master."
Her master had praised her, so in the end, it hadn't been a mistake at all.
Relieved on the inside, Yoon Selena quietly met Lee Seonho's eyes—blankly, submissively, convincingly enough that he would truly believe she was hypnotized.
"Hey, Yoon Ji-yoon."
"Yes, Master."
"Go over there, brace yourself against the wall, and stick your ass out."
"…Yes."
…So it's not fellatio, then.
Even within that brief exchange, Yoon Selena grasped the intent behind Lee Seonho's words at lightning speed, and with the composure of someone genuinely hypnotized, she walked to the wall and placed her hands against it.
"No need to be nervous. I won't be doing it back there, anyway."
"…I am not nervous. I am under hypnosis."
"Says the bitch whose calves are shaking like a leaf."
"……"
As expected of my master—he sees right through everything.
She'd thought she was hiding it rather well, but perhaps an intelligence officer's eyes simply saw things differently.
Still, it seemed her act of 'pretending to be hypnotized' hadn't been exposed, and she rested her hands meekly against the wall—
-Whsh!
"……!"
Lee Seonho seized the hem of her habit beneath her and hauled it up above her waist.
The sensation of the fabric below her waist vanishing, peeled away in an instant.
Startled by the sudden emptiness, Yoon Selena turned to look behind her.
But Lee Seonho, paying her reaction not the slightest attention, was simply appraising the underwear she wore.
"And here I thought you spent your days parading around in a modest priest's habit. Who knew you were hiding lingerie like this underneath?"
"…A garter belt is part of my usual attire, Master. But today, with the thought of meeting you, I chose somewhat… special underwear."
"Crazy bitch. Thank god you're crazy in such a pretty way, at least."
-Snap!
"Hah…!"
"After all, it's convenient when you can use a slut this filthy however you please."
The sensation of her panties, hooked at her waist, yanked down past her thighs in a single motion—and the sudden hollowness that spread through her lower body. For one unguarded instant, Yoon Selena's composure cracked, panic flashing across her face.
C-calm down, Yoon Ji-yoon. It's not like this is the first time he's seen you naked.
After all, up until ten years ago, she'd more than once bathed alongside her master.
Sure, back then she'd been far younger, and her master had still been wearing a woman's body—but still, there was no reason to be blushing over something like this. Especially not now, when she was about to satisfy her master's lust.
"What the hell is this?"
-Flick.
"Nngh—ha?!"
Before she realized it, a hand had slipped quietly between her legs, brushing lightly over her pussy.
The touch came so abruptly that a moan escaped her before she could stop it, and Lee Seonho looked down at her and mocked her with a snorting laugh.
All that talk about relieving his lust—and there she was, acting so demure, while her own slit was already soaked through.
"…That is correct."
"Which means you wanted this too, didn't you? Hmm?"
-Shlick.
"Nngh, hah…"
Her master's hands gripped her thighs and spread them roughly apart, as if to confirm with his own eyes the wetness dripping from her core. Between that obscene exposure and the shame burning through her, a hot moan spilled naturally from Yoon Selena's lips.
"Unbelievable. My own disciple, dripping like a faucet because she's desperate for a man's cock."
"It is not a man I want, Master. I am aroused by the thought of being of use to you."
"Is that so?"
"Yes. I-if it were anyone but you, Master, I would never be this obedient to any man—or woman—nor let them place me under hypnosis."
-Pfft.
"Well, good for you. At least one thing hasn't changed since the old days: you still listen well. If you'd gotten fat-headed and grown rebellious, I'd have simply raised a different disciple instead."
"……!"
Her master's true feelings, spoken carelessly—perhaps because he believed she was truly under hypnosis.
The moment those words touched her ears, Yoon Selena felt a flustered fear and a strange relief wash over her at the same time.
Thank god I've stayed an obedient girl all this time…
She had only just been reunited with her master—she couldn't bear to have him cast her aside again so easily.
Her place in Black Moon, Kim Isabel's downfall—so long as she could remain at her master's side, all of it amounted to trivial matters.
"Spread."
"…Yes."
Considering what was about to happen, there was no need to ask what he meant.
Yoon Selena's hands reached behind her and carefully began to pull her asshole open with both sides.
"H-haaah…"
Even if it was in front of her master—to be presenting her ass to another person, spreading her rear hole open with her own hands…
A tangle of shame and humiliation burrowed dangerously through Yoon Selena's mind.
This is more humiliating than I imagined…
What if there was sweat down there? What if she smelled? She was fairly sure she'd used Purification properly after visiting the bathroom earlier, but—
Amid emotions more foreign and mortifying than any she'd ever known, she felt something firm press against her asshole.
-Slip.
"Mmph, hnngh…!"
Her master's—thick finger.
It was better than she'd imagined, actually. She'd been tensed up expecting that, knowing her master's temperament, he might shove his cock straight in without warning.
"Relax."
-Schlup.
"Nngh—haah…!"
The instant she heard her master's voice, her muscles gave way on reflex—and the finger pushed deep inside her rear passage.
Yoon Selena let out a small moan as Lee Seonho's finger began slowly massaging the inside of her rectum.
Come to think of it, that bitch Hong Rachel talked about this once…
According to that second-year classmate of hers, the one who dragged men around by the dozen, anal sex hurt like hell the first time if it wasn't properly loosened beforehand.
Could it be that's why my master is—
-Schlop!
"Nngh, hnnghh…!!"
Still buried inside her rectum, Lee Seonho's finger worked roughly, stretching her open.
For a first-time loosening of her rear hole, it was forceful and utterly inconsiderate—
My master has… gotten so much kinder, hasn't he…
Amid those rough movements, Yoon Selena drifted into the delusion that she could feel her master's affection after all.