All-Fours Race: Winner Gets Master's Cock as Prize

While I was on the phone, the three of them were still panting and running on all fours. They were drenched in sweat.

Surprisingly, Ayoung was in the lead.

"Whoa, Ayoung, you're running better than I expected?"

"Huff huff, Master! I'll do my best!"

In truth, Ollie was hot on her heels, just a handspan from Ayoung's pussy and face.

"Ollie, you're disappointing me."

"Ahng! Ahng! Aaaaahng! Ahng ahng!"

"Try speaking like a human this time. What'd you say?"

"My tits are bouncing too much, it's hard to run, Master! Huff huff, but I'll definitely take first!"

Fair enough—Ollie's chest was huge. Sukja was way behind.

"How many laps have you done now?"

"Four laps!"

"Then the last one gets punished by me."

"Hup!"

Hearing that, Sukja started sprinting faster, but suddenly the leaders—Ayoung and Ollie—slowed to a walk.

Thud thud.

"What the hell, you two?"

"I... huff huff... want punishment..."

"Ahng ahng!"

"You perverts. What do you think you're doing?"

Ayoung, still on all fours, replied.

"I don't know, so it's exciting!"

"Ahng ahng!"

I'd just thrown it out there. Should I grab a whip or something from somewhere? Nah, next time.

"Fuckin' hell, you pervert bitches. Cancel, cancel. Run hard!"

"Huh?"

"Ahng ahng?"

Ayoung and Ollie bolted off again.

Sukja, huh... If she's unmotivated, I'll force it.

"Sukja, from now on, you're not human—you're an animal. A horse. That's an order."

"Hiiiing!"

Sukja let out a horse-like whinny and started galloping forward on her front hooves.

"Kukuku kekeke, haha, look at her."

Ollie and Ayoung glanced back at my words.

Like a real horse, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Sukja was charging from behind at terrifying speed.

Ayoung, her tits and ass jiggling as she ran, looked stunned.

"M-Master! Huff huff."

"What, Ayoung?"

"C-Could you... huff huff... give me some kind of order too?"

"You're already a female dog, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠aren't you? Just run."

"Yes, woof woof!"

"Hiiing, hiiiing!"

"Ahng ahng!"

"This is the animal kingdom."

By the time the three 'animals' who had forgotten human speech passed the five-lap mark, Dalgeon came up to the sixth floor.

"Mr. Seongtae! My god, what's this? You're enjoying yet another spectacle. Truly ingenious."

"Hiiiing~~"

"Sukja?"

"Hiiiing!"

Even turned into a horse, Sukja was embarrassed facing Dalgeon directly.

Dalgeon watched her and said,

"Let me guess. You hypnotized her to become a horse?"

"Then what do you think they're doing?"

"Just hypnotized them to become animals and ordered them to run?"

Hm... Quick on the uptake, aren't you? Kinda dangerous.

"Right. They were in a race, three laps left. Who do you think wins?"

Dalgeon stood beside me, hand on chin, seriously pondering as he watched.

Ollie was leading now, horse-Sukja second, Ayoung last—but it was close.

"Probably the youngest, Ollie?"

"I vote Ayoung."

"Huh? No way. Aren't you misjudging this time, Mr. Seongtae?"

"Dalgeon."

"Yes?"

"You said you like Romance of the Three Kingdoms?"

"Yes. Still my favorite novel. They say don't discuss life with someone who's read it less than three times, right? Haha."

"Then you know the Yang Su chicken-rib story?"

"Of course. During the Hanzhong battle, Cao Cao used 'chicken rib' as code, but Yang Su misinterpreted and ordered retreat, got cocky, and was executed... Gasp."

"You know it well."

"Sorry, Mr. Seongtae. I'll be careful."

"Dalgeon. You're no different from them. Run three laps next to Sukja."

"Yes. I'll run. Sorry, Mr. Seongtae."

But Dalgeon started stripping.

"Who told you to undress? You haven't learned. Can't do this."

"Sorry. Sorry."

Dalgeon immediately got on all fours and ran beside Sukja.

Finally the last lap. Ayoung and Sukja were visibly exhausted. Athletic Ollie still led.

I'll make Ayoung first.

"Ollie~ Come here a sec."

"Ahng?"

It was the dildo remote.

I pretended to press the button, and just seeing it made Ollie...

"Haaaaahng!"

Nothing was even inserted, but like Pavlov's dog, she climaxed and collapsed.

"Woof woof!"

Ayoung seized the chance, sprinted the final stretch, and collapsed first at my knees, gasping.

"Huff huff huff huff."

I brushed back Ayoung's sweat-soaked hair.

"Good girl, good girl. Knew you'd take first, Ayoung."

"Tha... huff... nk you... Master..."

"Hiiiiing!"

Sukja second, Ollie last.

"Huff huff ahng ahng!"

Everyone panted hard. I said to sweat-soaked-suited Dalgeon,

"See, Dalgeon? Ayoung ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠came first like I said."

"Huff huff, yes. Just as you said, Mr. Seongtae. As expected."

"Good. Get the meaning? Let's do well from now on. But three laps and you're this beat? Gotta work out. You."

I should hit the gym on the fifth floor too.

"Yes. I'll exercise."

Ayoung had caught her breath somewhat.

"Thirsty, Ayoung?"

"Yes yes!"

I pulled out my cock.

"Here's your prize. Cock. Time to drink."

"Haang, thank you, Master! Thank you for using my mouth-toilet!"

Ayoung swallowed my flaccid cock whole.

Pretty pathetic for running eight laps naked and embarrassed, but she looked happy just holding it.

"Shall we go deeper?"

Ayoung nodded.

I grabbed her head and shoved deeper. Her training showed—she took my long, thick cock all the way down her throat, nose to my pubes, her breath hot against me.

"Whoa... impressive? Maybe 'cause it's soft?"

Should get a wax soon.

"Gonna cum? Drink it all."

I poured straight into her stomach—no sound.

Just her belly bulging out.

"Feels like filling up a gas tank. Right, Ayoung?"

Airway blocked, she couldn't reply.

Huh? Too much? Urine refluxed from her nose, splashing me.

"Fuck, you're full."

Pulled out, and

"Kek kek cough cough."

Ayoung coughed, spitting some out.

"Hup cough sorry, Master. I'll clean it right away."

"Nah, Ollie's here."

I beckoned Ollie over.

"Ollie. First public meat-toilet duty. Drink."

"Aaaaaahng!"

Ollie opened wide.

Shoved the last drops in and pissed.

Gulp gulp.

"Ah, refreshing. Tasty?"

"Ahng ahng! Kek kek cough."

But Ollie spat too.

"Figures. You were gulping too easy."

Ayoung said,

"Sorry, Master. My fault it got dirty. I'll lick it clean."

She licked the splashes ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠off my body.

"Sigh, Ayoung, why are you worse than your daughter? Seoyeon's different."

"Unlike me, Seoyeon is a true meat-toilet."

I pointed at Ollie and Ayoung.

"You two, get trained by Seoyeon."

"Yes. Even though I'm her mom, I'll retrain under Seoyeon."

The original phone with the hypnosis app rang. I'd set it to silent except for hypnotized ones, each with unique tones maybe?

Screen showed Seoyeon.

"Ayoung, what now? Seoyeon's here."

"Hup, yes."

Ollie, Sukja, and Dalgeon still on all fours.

I approached them.

"Your senior's coming soon."

"Ahng ahng!"

"Hiiiing!"

"Yes, Mr. Seongtae."

"Order. Ollie and Sukja, you're human now. Can talk."

Ollie asked,

"Seoyeon? Or Senior Seoyeon? Do we serve her like Master?"

"Hm..."

Yeah. What to do?

"You three, treat Seoyeon with proper respect as your senior."

"Yes. We'll serve respectfully."

"Sukja. How's being human again?"

"I... really... never wanna do that again. I'll never defy you, serve as Master forever."

"Good."

Mom Ayoung raised her ass toward the entrance, flattening prone to greet her daughter.

Doggy pose.

The other three, including Dalgeon, stood blankly.

"What're you doing?"

"Yes?"

"Copy Ayoung now. That's dogeza. Memorize it—drop anytime I say."

"Got it!"

The three circled Ayoung's dogeza, then lined up at the entrance, mimicking perfectly.

Elevator arrived far off.

"She's here."

Ding-dong.

"Oh, no passcode."

Ayoung, prone, said,

"Shall I get the door?"

"No."

I got up and opened it.

"Master!!!"

Seoyeon saw me and hugged tight.

"Seoyeon's here?"

"Meat-Toilet No. 1 Seoyeon greets Master."

She looked up with sparkling eyes.

Cute...

"What?"

"Missed you."

She pouted, so I kissed her.

Pretty.

"How long's it been? Come in. What's this outfit?"

Tie and all, school uniform vibe.

"Wore our costume test as-is. Take it off?"

"Nah, keep it. Cute."

"Hehehehe."

"Let's go in."

Arm-in-arm with Seoyeon, she yelped.

"Kyaa!"

Three naked women and one suited man in dogeza.

"Greetings, Seoyeon."

Ayoung prone-welcomed; others followed.

"Greetings, Seoyeon."

Seoyeon eyed me.

"Wh-what? Master, who's they?"

"Um, that's Ayoung over there."

"Yeah, Ayoung whatever. The rest?"

"Suit guy's lawyer, Gwak Cheolyong—call him Dalgeon now."

Dalgeon said,

"Honored to meet you, Senior Seoyeon. I'm Dalgeon, the lawyer serving Mr. Seongtae as introduced. Please take care of me."

"Whatever, honored my ass! Hmph! You others? Especially you, big-titted black cow."

Seoyeon showed her haughty side.

Ollie, prone,

"Hello, Senior Seoyeon. I'm Ch—er, Ollie. Outside, Donggang Group chairman's daughter; now contracted public meat-toilet here. I'll learn a lot from you, Senior."

"Well, if you put it that way... Anyway, Master's cock is huge, so train with dildos in mouth..."

"Seoyeon, training later?"

"Yes!"

Sukja continued,

"First time meeting. I'm Sukja, was Ollie's lawyer—now serve Mr. Seongtae. Married with two kids, but love him more now."

"That guy next to you? Can't understand. Women all love Master, obviously."

"Really? Seoyeon?"

"Of course! Master, who else is as awesome? Tall, handsome, longest thickest cock!"

"Stop! Hehe. Seoyeon, introduce yourself to the juniors."

"Yes. Will do."

"Heads up."

All looked at Seoyeon.

"Hi, I'm Lee Seoyeon. Master's Meat-Toilet No. 1. That cover it?"