Beloved Master (3)
-Shupoook, shupook!
“Ugh, hup…!!”
The black-haired priestess stayed meekly pressed against the wall, hips offered up behind her. Watching her diligently play at being hypnotized while taking my fingers, I couldn't help but find my evaluation of Yoon Selena shifting in any number of ways inside my head.
Of those changes, the most striking compared to everything I'd seen from her until now was, without a doubt, this quiet, docile side of her.
'So Lim Soo-hyuk really is a cheat code, huh.'
It certainly wasn't a bad arrangement, being able to use a mouthwatering little fuckhole like this whenever I pleased. …Well, being a villain, there were probably more strings attached than there would have been if I'd transmigrated as Lee Seonho instead.
And besides, if you know the contents of the novel, hoodwinking one dumb bitch like this isn't exactly hard. Seeing Yoon Selena still believing I was her beloved Master, earnestly playing at hypnosis, made that abundantly clear.
-Shupoook, shupook!
“Haah, huuuuuh?!”
'I don't know what she means to Lim Soo-hyuk, but… either way, she's my fuckhole now.'
If it caused trouble later, I'd deal with it then. After all, if I didn't keep Yoon Selena docile at this point, she'd end up being a pain in the ass eventually regardless.
-Shupook!
“Hh, huuuuuhn?!”
With one last deep thrust of my fingers, I stirred her up inside, then slowly drew them back out. This much, I figured, counted as loosening her up the bare minimum.
'She's no Eunju or Isabel — no reason to be delicate with some villain bitch.'
Had a heroine been the one bent over in front of me, I'd naturally have gone out of my way on her first experience — stretching her extra carefully so it wouldn't hurt at all, maybe even going down on her. But I had no intention of doing any of that for Yoon Selena. Time was getting late, for one, so I didn't have the luxury anyway.
Most of all, judging by her reactions, it didn't seem like Selena herself wanted me dragging things out.
“Haah, ha, haaah….”
Face flushed, she let out obscene little breaths and fixed her gaze on me. Judging by how she'd subtly lowered her hips even further than before, it was her way of asking me to hurry up and put it in.
She was supposed to have zero experience with men, yet here she was pushing her ass back on her own — apparently instinct really couldn't be helped.
-Pop.
“I'm putting it in now, so hold still.”
“…Yes.”
The moment my cock touched her asshole, she flinched slightly and answered in a tense voice. I slowly drove my length into that adequately loosened hole.
-Shupook.
“Hh, hup?!”
-Shk, shupook.
“Ha, huuh!! Hkkkuuuh?!”
I'd barely pushed in past the head, and already she was panting out lewd sounds, face burning red. I then shoved the rest of my hard length a little roughly into her depths.
-Shupuuuook!!
“Hkkkuuuuun…!!”
…Louder than I expected.
They say tough women have weak spots in their ass. In that sense, Yoon Selena was definitely a hardass when dealing with anyone other than Lim Soo-hyuk.
Though saying her weakness was her back door on that basis might be a little strange. What woman has a strong asshole to begin with?
Strictly speaking, maybe Hong Rachel, who's had dicks in the double digits switching in and out of hers. But a skank like that's asshole is politely declined on my end anyway.
Besides, it's only worth slamming into someone when they react this sensitively to every thrust. Just like the bitch in front of me right now, her expression shifting moment to moment with every stroke.
-Shupook, shupook!
“Huuh?! Hup, huup…!!”
-Shupook, shupook, shupook!
“Hokkuuuh…!! Huu, kkhuuuuh…!!”
Watching her take it, spewing obscene moans while making a face so lewd you couldn't tell whether she was a priestess or a prostitute.
Perhaps because this was a hole she'd never used even once, the sensation of it clamping down on my cock came through loud and clear. A hot, fierce pressure enveloping me from every angle.
It was also convenient, of all things, that my partner was a priestess — no need for an enema. For a priestess of Isabel's or Selena's caliber, Purification magic was basic among basics.
-Squeeze!
“Ughhuuuh?!”
“Keep it down, will you? You want the whole dorm hearing that you're getting fucked?”
“S-sorry, M-Master….”
Apparently even she knew her own voice was embarrassing, because after that she cautiously covered her mouth with her hand, trying to muffle her moans. I hammered my cock into her asshole again and again, and for a while the only sound filling the dorm room was the obscene noise of that tight hole swallowing my length.
-Shupook, shupook!
“Hup, hup…!! Hup…!!”
-Shupook, shupook, shupook!
“Huuup, hup…!! Hup, huuup…!!”
That bullshit setting where losing your hymen meant losing your holy power had always been a pain in the ass, but I suppose it had its upsides — anal was far easier to unlock with women like this. Train them properly and you could always take their virginity later, so it wasn't much of an issue at all.
With that thought, I pumped into her ass for a good ten-odd minutes. It took a little longer than usual since it was my second release of the day, but then, Yoon Selena's never-before-used asshole was gripping my cock just as hard in return.
I slammed my cock, swollen with cum, into her asshole with everything I had and emptied myself deep inside.
-Shupuuuook!!
“Hup, hkkkuuuup?!”
Startled by the sudden thrust into her depths, a moan leaked obscenely through her clenched lips. Then the milky tide of desire bursting from my cock began staining the inside of Yoon Selena's ass white.
“Haah, ha, haaah…. Hup, haaah….”
She was probably feeling it too — the warmth spreading through her insides, the sticky sensation. Watching her brace herself against the wall, panting out those breathless sounds, why was it so damn arousing?
My heart wanted to give her another round, but… if I did, I apparently wouldn't make it back to the dorms before curfew. Pushing down a flicker of regret, I slowly pulled my cock free of her ass.
-Pop!
“Up, hnguh?!”
Just how tightly had she been squeezing? The sound of my cock slipping free echoed rather loudly through the dorm room. The one mercy for Yoon Selena was that the sound didn't embarrass her much — since she couldn't exactly hear herself.
“Hu, huuh, huu…. Hoo, houuh….”
Upper body slumped against the wall, she didn't even notice her own asshole gaping wide open — so of course she'd missed the sound her body had just made too.
Finally, I brought my cock, still dripping with my cum, up in front of Yoon Selena's face and gave my last order as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
“Lick it clean. Let's see if you're any better at it this time.”
“Yes, M-Master….”
“Once you're done wiping me off, use Purification to clean your asshole and the floor yourself, too. Can't be bothered to explain it all again after the hypnosis wears off.”
“Yes, yeees….”
Face still flushed, Yoon Selena knelt carefully before me and began licking my cock, slow and obedient. As expected of a woman who'd practically come pre-cleared like a walkthrough target — she stayed submissive right down to the last.
“I-I'll guide you to the front of the church from here, so p-please don't wander off, Master?”
“….”
-Pinch.
“Ah, th-that's why I said please stop pinching me…. Y-you could just give it a little tap with your finger instead….”
…Honestly, back then and now, she really does handle her disciple far too roughly. Deliberately playing mean little pranks even when she could easily afford to be considerate — though, if anything, that's exactly what makes her feel like my Master again, which is somewhat reassuring.
'Still, I never imagined I'd end up doing… that kind of thing with my Master.'
I'd always been prepared to give her whatever she wanted, whenever she asked — but I never dreamed she'd put me under hypnosis and go straight for my backside.
Truthfully, I could have offered her that much even without the hypnosis. …Probably.
Perhaps it was that I'd never earned quite that much of my Master's trust, or that I hadn't been treated like the well-behaved child who'd be allowed anal.
…It stung my pride a little. I hadn't defied her or resisted her even once, after all.
'Maybe she was deeply disappointed that I failed to recognize her at the beginning.'
I'm no真正的 fool — wait. If I'd failed to notice her when she was standing that close, I'd deserve whatever scolding I got, ten mouths or not.
And it didn't end at mere ignorance, either — I obstructed everything she tried to do at every turn. How loathsome must her disciple have seemed?
At this rate, I suppose all I can do is stay quietly obedient until her anger cools. Do whatever my Master orders, and run to help the moment she says she needs me.
…And when she's suffering from need like today, I'll relieve her again, I suppose.
'Next time, I should tell her she doesn't need to bother with the hypnosis.'
If it's anal she wants while I'm under, I can take it as sweetly as she likes. Even if her Master's appearance doesn't match the one in my memories, as long as the person inside is the same, it hardly matters.
Of course, I'll have to pretend I remember nothing of what happened today while feigning hypnosis. If my Master ever learns that her disciple had discovered her secret all along and kept it hidden, the look on her face is easy to predict.
'Then again, I am a little curious how long it'll take her to notice, if things go on like this.'
She told me I had no eye for detail, that I couldn't even recognize my own Master — but if she later learns that she herself failed to see through my acting in a single glance, how will she react?
She might praise me, saying I've gotten better at hiding my emotions. Or she might call it betrayal, snap that there's not a single trustworthy soul left in this world, and suddenly vanish again.
…And if my Master truly decides to run, finding her again would be impossible. That much, I want to avoid at all costs.
'How many years will she stay at the Academy…?'
Going by Lee Seonho's curriculum, probably four — but once her goal is achieved, she might vanish without a word one day, just like before. If that moment ever comes, I have to make sure she feels like taking me with her, whenever she goes. Until then, I'll keep showing her the face of an obedient disciple.
A Cheonmu Academy diploma, a priest's license from the Holy Church of Life — if it meant staying by my Master's side, I could give any of them up in a heartbeat.
Lost in those thoughts, I found myself already through the dormitory corridor and standing at the great central stairs of the church.
'Once I go down these stairs, I'll be parted from my Master again….'
My heart wants to sleep beside her in her room… but she did say there were still things I had to do as 'Lee Seonho.' And we're at the same Academy, so I can see her whenever I wish.
“Master, it's the stairs now. Please be careful not to trip, take it slow….”
“…Ah, Sister Selena.”
“…Sister Isabel?”
…Ah, of all times.
Here I was, wanting just a little more time talking with my Master — why does that woman always have to wedge herself in? Honestly, a woman who's never once been useful in my life. The mere memory of being edged out of the Saint Candidate position because of her still….
“Perfect timing, actually. There was something I wanted to ask you, Sister Selena.”
“…I-is that so? Only, I'm a bit busy right now….”
“It won't take much of your time. About what happened when you went down into the fake Magic Department training grounds earlier.”
“Ah, that, that was….”
…Oh, of all times.
She'd been giving me strangely suspicious looks since earlier, and if I run now, she'll truly believe I'm connected to those terrorists. Somehow, I need to muddle my way through this.
'Master, please wait just a moment. Let me shake off this bitch first….'
-Sqooosh!
“Hup?!”
The sudden feel of a man's hand at my chest. Realizing it was my Master's mischief took no effort at all.
'…Why, of all times, now.'
“Sister Selena?”
“Y-yes…. G-go ahead, Sister Isabel….”
What can I do? This, too, is ultimately my Master's way of showing affection.
…I suppose I have no choice but to endure it, somehow.