Chapter 37: The Basketball Club's Onahole Manager (8)
Chapter 37: The Basketball Club's Onahole Manager (8)
Though he didn't show it, Michael was extremely satisfied with Do Min-jeong’s behavior.
‘I can’t believe things are going this smoothly.’
Out of all the basketball club managers he’d seen so far… no, out of all the women he’d ever fucked, she was undoubtedly the best. She reacted the moment he touched her, and the second she saw a dick, her eyes rolled back as she turned into a bitch in heat. It was as if she had been manufactured specifically for the pleasure of men.
Excluding the very few who came truly knowing nothing, most women who sought out his basketball club possessed a lewd nature. They came because they craved the situation of being surrounded and gangbanged by the male members. It was a sexual preference that was less of a reverse-harem fantasy and more of a gangbang fetish.
Of course, the intensity was often so great that even the most extreme perverts frequently couldn't endure it. Even if they quickly succumbed to Michael’s cock, many would regain their senses, avoid him for a while, and eventually flee by taking a leave of absence from school.
‘But this woman is different.’
For one, she didn't seem to have any intention of running away. He could tell just by looking at her eyes, which sparkled as if she’d found the love of her life whenever he pounded her a bit roughly.
That wasn't all. Having been gangbanged just yesterday, it would be normal for her to still feel some resistance, yet she was so weak for cock that she’d apparently spent the entire night masturbating as soon as she got home. She’d spent the hours fantasizing about what it would feel like to have Michael’s BBC thrust into her anal—a hole that had never been touched before.
And then, she even apologized for "recklessly touching the Master’s property." She claimed that even though she was just masturbating, it was no different from tampering with a brand-new onahole that the Master hadn't unboxed yet. She truly seemed to believe she was just a piece of equipment belonging to the basketball club.
Taking all this into account, Michael could only conclude that Do Min-jeong was a woman who deserved every filthy epithet imaginable. It was clear that even a common whore couldn't keep up with her.
‘Yes, this was the kind of Asian bitch I’d been searching for…!’
In keeping with the reputation of a Confucian country, she carried herself like a haughty, refined lady on the outside, but in reality, she was a masochist bitch with a nature that craved submission to a violent man. It was his dream to drag that oriental woman’s true nature to the surface through rough sex and turn her into an obedient cock sleeve.
That was the sole reason he, a promising pro-basketball prospect, had boarded a plane and left his hometown for far-off Korea. It was an impulsive move, but as long as he could achieve his goal, he had no regrets.
Of course, it had been a string of failures until now. His results had been nothing but disappointing. There were even times when things had gone so poorly that it wouldn't have been strange if he’d ended up in a detention center.
‘Though I managed to scrape by each time thanks to the power I gained from the drugs.’
Finally, the time had come to reap the rewards. Michael thought this as his cock grew hard at the sight of Do Min-jeong, who was currently bent over, spreading her own butt cheeks to display her anal.
“Please… please punish this wicked onahole manager’s anal for having masturbation delusions about the Captain’s cock…♡”
This was a level of luck that defied logic. No matter how lewd a woman was, she couldn't help but flinch the moment someone mentioned touching her back hole. Even if she was deeply immersed in filth, her brain would usually snap awake. They would get scared or worry about the physical side effects.
Furthermore, this wasn't the West; it was the East, and Korea at that. He had never seen an onahole manager who had passed this hurdle, if nothing else. This was like hitting a one-in-a-million jackpot.
‘I’m already so satisfied that I was thinking of letting it slide if she burst into tears and said she absolutely couldn't do it in the back….’
But looking at Do Min-jeong now, that didn't seem necessary at all. Michael licked his lips as he stared intently at her fuckable anal. He was dying to know how tight it would be and how its flavor would differ from her pussy.
‘Whew… calm down, my brother.’
However, Michael began to soothe his cock, reining it in.
There was a clear reason for his restraint. Setting aside the monstrous size and shape of his dick, while Michael thoroughly enjoyed sex where he treated women like objects and pounded them roughly, he wasn't a fool who would blow a winning lottery ticket he’d finally gotten his hands on.
‘It won’t fit in there yet.’
It didn't just end with the partner saying "put it in." Her pussy had somehow managed to take it, but if he recklessly shoved it into her anal, he could literally kill her. Because Michael knew this, he was able to hold back when necessary.
Of course, he was surprised to see that Do Min-jeong’s anal was already slightly developed. But if the most she’d ever put in there was her own finger, and the next step was Michael’s cock, it was simply impossible.
In reality, the reason he’d been able to fuck her pussy was that Do Min-jeong had grown to a certain extent through her encounters with the invisible man Shin Tae-geon and her breeding sessions with the slimes. But a total newbie anal—even if her claims of anal masturbation weren't a lie—was in a different weight class than Michael’s black cock.
‘I can’t go killing a bitch with a golden pussy with my dick.’
It would be like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. To be precise, since Do Min-jeong was a Magical Girl with a body that transcended human limits, this was somewhat of an overestimation on Michael’s part, but Michael, who had no inkling of her true identity, couldn't help it.
“Min-jeong?”
“H-huut… are fingers….”
“Are fingers not enough for you?”
“N-no, they’re not…! Thank you… for putting in your cool and handsome fingers…!”
Even though she was disappointed that it was a finger instead of a cock, Do Min-jeong’s brand-new back-pussy squeezed tightly. Michael marveled once again at her thorough spirit of service, but hiding his own disappointment, he spoke commandingly.
“Min-jeong, what does a basketball player have to do to get better at making three-pointers?”
“……S-so suddenly?”
“You can use a baseball player’s home run or a soccer player’s goal as a metaphor if you like.”
“Well, um… wouldn't they have to train hard…?”
Slap!
Michael shouted as he slapped Do Min-jeong’s buttocks as a reward.
“Exactly!”
“Kyaaaah♡!”
With a moan, Do Min-jeong’s anal clamped down so hard it felt like it might snap his finger. Michael marveled again and gently stroked her reddened buttocks, playing the role of both the punisher and the healer.
“You’re correct. Training. It’s all about training. Then, what should Min-jeong do if she wants to be fucked by my cock?”
“I should… train too…?”
“Training as a basketball club manager. Now, follow me.”
“Ohoh?!”
When Michael wiggled his finger inside her, Do Min-jeong jumped in surprise, and Michael laughed at her reaction with pleasant mockery. Having been thoroughly dominated, Do Min-jeong didn't even think to fix her clothes as she followed Michael somewhere.
“Um, since the other members are all watching, could you please take your finger out just while we’re walking…?”
“It seems your mental discipline is still lacking. I’m keeping it in specifically so they can see.”
“I-I’m sorry…!”
Do Min-jeong trembled, her face flushing red. As if to reassure her, Michael stirred her anal with his finger.
“It’s okay. Once you finish the training we’re about to start, you’ll be an excellent ‘Onahole Manager’ who can use her anal freely.”
“A-ah….”
Seeing the ecstatic expression on Do Min-jeong’s face as she let out a gasp, Michael thought to himself:
At least as long as this woman was the manager, he wouldn't have a single worry regarding sexual matters.
*
Creak….
Michael, who had expressed regret that he couldn't just shove his massive black cock into my brand-new anal right away, led me back to the locker room.
Perhaps because it was where I’d been gangbanged by the three seniors yesterday, it felt like the scent of semen and my own love juice still lingered in the air. If there was any consolation, it was that the smell would soon be masked by the sweat of the male members who would come swarming in after their practice.
“The… locker room…?”
“Yes. No one is here right now. The members are all out training.”
“Why did we come back? Am I training here?”
“That’s right. As a piece of the basketball club’s equipment, Min-jeong, you’ll need to train here along with the other equipment.”
Without warning, Michael flung open a locker in the corner. The locker he opened was filled with all sorts of adult toys. Everything from dildos and love gel to vibrators, rotors, anal beads, and anal plugs.
In a club full of nothing but male members, there were no onaholes, only adult toys primarily meant for women. I was momentarily puzzled, but I quickly found the answer.
“O-oh… there aren't any onaholes…?”
“The onahole is right here, isn't it?”
Michael laughed as he pulled his finger out of my anal and slapped my butt. Since it was the answer I’d been hoping for, I gave a bashful, silly grin.
When you have an onahole manager with three holes, there’s no need to use a single-holed onahole. An onahole manager washes herself, whereas a regular onahole is a pain because you have to clean it every time you use it. And when you factor in the warmth and the texture of the skin, an onahole manager wins by a landslide.
“Uh… but then, do I have to stay in the locker room by myself?”
“That’s right. The members will do their training as basketball players. Since you’re equipment, you’ll do your training as an onahole along with the other equipment. Is this simple explanation too difficult for you?”
Michael pointed at a dildo and asked me, his expression one of genuine curiosity.
I thought I’d be treated like a sex slave and passed around by the members starting today… but for now, the humans train with humans, and since I’m an onahole, I have to train with the dildos? It was an absurd claim, but I had no choice but to follow.
“Are you disappointed, by any chance?”
“……N-no?! How could I be! It’s… it’s the Captain’s order….”
“I know. I know that Min-jeong is a slut who’s crazy for cock. Just as we’d be disappointed if we had to use a regular onahole after using an onahole manager, you wouldn't be satisfied using a dildo after being fucked by my cock.”
Don't say it like that. Don't call me a slut in that kind voice as if you understand a woman’s heart perfectly. And the worst part is that I can't deny it because it’s all true… if you know, then do something about it.
“S-satisfied? For an onahole to even think of such a thing….”
“But don't worry too much. There will be guys coming back into the locker room from time to time to pick up things they forgot.”
“Coming back…?”
“Or maybe they’ll come to ‘use’ you after seeing you go into the locker room. We don't stop them from going to the bathroom, even during training.”
I swallowed hard.
“B-but this isn't the bathroom, it’s the locker room……?”
“If you’re here, it’s no different from a bathroom. Whether it’s for piss or for semen.”
In that moment, I felt a sharp tingle in my womb. If I was alone in the locker room using a dildo or a rotor to masturbate… no, to train, and someone suddenly opened the door and walked in, I would…….
“T-then what should I do? If someone comes in?”
“What do you mean, ‘what should you do’? A player might be surprised by your vulgar appearance, so just greet them politely like a manager and give them a brief briefing on the training you’re currently doing. If there’s any ‘business’ they need handled, help them immediately.”
On the surface, it seemed like mere humiliation play, but I understood Michael’s intention instantly. He had created this opportunity for the green, rookie members who had heard the declaration that I was the onahole manager today but hadn't yet dared to use me.
It’s difficult to be the first to step forward and use me in a public place. It’s even harder if there are a bunch of friends their own age around. But in a secluded place like this, if they were left one-on-one with me… crossing the line might not be so difficult.
“……I understand♡”
“If you understand, then train hard on your own. Don't even think about slacking off. There’s CCTV in this room, so if you don't train properly and just play around, I’ll be able to see everything.”
“A-ah….”
It was probably less of a CCTV and more of an AV camera meant to record my disgrace. I just hoped he’d keep it for his personal collection or for blackmail, and not immediately distribute it for profit.
“Um, then the first training is…….”
“Do you really have to ask?”
Michael pulled a dildo from the locker. It was similar in color to his own but much smaller. He slapped my cheeks with the black dildo a few times, then spread my buttocks and rubbed it against the slightly parted entrance of my anal.
“It’s special reinforcement training for your back pussy.”
*
“She definitely went in there…….”
A sophomore, a military veteran, a returning student.
These three keywords described the man named Baek Jun-woo.
Because he’d left for the military so early, he hadn't become very close with his classmates. To make matters worse, when he returned after being discharged, the male classmates he’d been somewhat close with were still in the military, and he was finding it difficult to adjust to university life again…….
‘A total disaster.’
He’d tried to find a way out in his own way, but he couldn't muster the courage. Even when he wanted to join a club to find a girlfriend, he was in the paradoxical situation of being too afraid to join a female-dominated club.
In the end, he gave up on finding a girlfriend and applied for a basketball-related club—something he was good at and enjoyed—just to make some friends. He told himself that women weren't for him and vowed to relieve his sexual frustration through exercise.
But sexual desire that had been bottled up for over a year and a half wasn't going to be relieved so easily. He’d joined the club without expecting any women, but the moment a crazy slut appeared calling herself the onahole manager, his cock felt like it was going to explode. He was baffled and taken aback, but he couldn't help being turned on.
Furthermore, the other members around him seemed to already know about this culture within the basketball club. Was he the only one who hadn't known? Perhaps because of that anxiety, he couldn't focus on basketball.
‘No, that’s not it.’
But he soon realized. The reason he couldn't focus was something else. There was no way he could focus on basketball when his cock was so rock-hard it was starting to ache.
‘……Should I go?’
Once he was completely consumed by lust, there was no more room for hesitation. From what he’d heard, it didn't seem like a prank, and in the end, if someone was the first to fuck that woman, it was obvious she would truly become everyone’s public onahole from then on. He had at least that much insight.
If everyone was going to fuck her anyway, wasn't it better to be one of the first? She already looked like she’d been fucked by the Captain, so he didn't have to worry about STDs. Better to take a bit of courage and go now than to fuck a pussy that had been loosened and pickled in semen later.
‘Now is the time for courage…!’
Baek Jun-woo was a man who had fled from joining a female-dominated club because he couldn't muster the courage, but he could certainly find the courage to fuck the pussy of a lewd woman who called herself an onahole manager.
‘It was here, right?’
The locker room where the Captain and the female member named Do Min-jeong had gone in together. The Black Captain had come back out shortly after, but Do Min-jeong hadn't. Even while holding a basketball, Baek Jun-woo had watched the entire situation unfold in real-time.
Creak…!
Finally, he stepped into the locker room, where not a single competitor remained.
“H-huut… haang♡ It’s… it’s here…♡”
And as soon as he opened the door, the sight that greeted Baek Jun-woo was exactly what he’d expected.
“Hellooo…! I am the Onahole Manager, Do Min-jeong… haat…♡ Right now, h-huut… I’m in the middle of back-pussy masturbation training with a dildo… haang… If there’s anything I can help you with, please tell me anytimeeeeee♡”
It was Do Min-jeong, becoming addicted to the pleasure of her first-ever anal orgasm.