The Panty-Stealing Game
"Just keep it clenched in your teeth for about three minutes, haha."
Master can't help laughing at the burning determination in Kim Sung-jin's eyes.
"Then let's get this started already."
Whether Master laughs or not, Kim Sung-jin burns with the will to win this bet and thoroughly punish his taunting wife.
He clamps down hard on her panties, stuffed into his mouth.
This insolent bitch...!
In his mind, he fucks her raw and rough. Whether that fantasy becomes reality is entirely up to him.
"Haha, you want it raw with me that badly?"
As if her husband's seething face is hilarious, Jang Hyo-jin sways her ass, taunting him.
"But nooo~ I'm not doing it with you, lol."
Not just her body — every word she picks is designed to piss him off.
"You're gonna lose anyway... heh."
She glances at her husband with a mocking smile.
"Shut up and jusht shtart already...!"
"Aww, so you really want to watch me suck Master's cock that badly~"
She fires back without giving an inch, then immediately brings her lips to the cockhead right in front of her.
"Hahp—"
Beep — right as the timer starts, greedy, ravenous sounds begin to fill the air.
"Schluurp...! Slurp—!"
It's humiliating, sure... but she thinks I can't even handle this?
A simple bet — all he has to do is keep the panties clenched in his mouth. Of course, they called this Stage 1, so who knows what's coming after.
I'm going to win this...!
For now, he's got this.
That said...
The momentary mental breathing room lets him actually take in the scene.
She never once did this for me... and yet she sucks cock like a goddamn pro?!
And so Kim Sung-jin gets a long, lingering look at his wife's sincere, devoted blowjob.
"Mmmph... schluuup—!♡"
Through lips puckered so tight they jut out, his wife's tongue comes into view, swirling wetly around the cockhead.
"Bleeeh...♡"
This... this filthy slut...! How many cocks did she slobber on before she met me?!
In truth, even before she met Kim Sung-jin, Jang Hyo-jin had never sucked a man's cock. She'd always held the line: Me, suck that filthy thing? Why would I? And yet Kim Sung-jin jumps to this conclusion because, even at a glance, the way her tongue works is anything but amateur.
"Ahh~ right there, between the foreskin — that's my favorite~ Hyo-jin really is a pro, huh? Haha."
"Heheh...♡"
"Honestly... it was worth teaching her~ haha."
Every last bit of that skill is Master's work, completed in this short span of time.
Meanwhile, a buzz from below draws his eyes to his wife's ass — her lower body.
Sucking another man's cock... and dripping all over the floor...!
The dildo is still buried inside her pussy, buzzing away. Because of it, she's leaking, soiling the floor drop by drop. He swallows.
I... I can finally... go in that pussy raw...!
Whether it's because he's so aware of his wife's pussy, or because swallowing sent the juices soaked into the panties down his throat, her scent starts rising thick from the fabric clenched in his mouth.
"Hahh... hahh..."
Between the graphic visual and the lewd smell climbing into his nose, his breathing starts to grow ragged. His body is already fully ready to fuck, right this second.
"Alright~ one minute down~"
F... fuck... time's barely moving...
Of course, per Master's bet, all he can do is wait. Leaving her husband behind, Jang Hyo-jin is lost in sucking cock.
"Slurp...! Schluuurp...!"
Today those thick, voluptuous curves look downright suffocating. Her body has aged enough that bedroom performance used to suffer — but the thoroughly trained, dripping-wet female Master's made of her is more than enough to resurrect a dead cock. And on top of that, he's got that very woman's panties in his mouth.
"Huff... huff...!"
He starts going into heat.
Have I been pushing myself too hard lately...? I'm getting dizzy all of a sudden...
His head starts going foggy because of it.
"Your head's going fuzzy, isn't it?"
A sudden woman's voice whispers right into his ear, and Kim Sung-jin startles violently.
"Why do you keep jumping like that?"
"B... because you keep talking to me out of nowhere...!"
"You're such a scaredy-cat... how did you even climb all the way to that position?"
"..."
Her taunts aren't even registering right now. His male eyes have already locked onto his woman, and they aren't leaving.
"Anyway, our unnie's really going at it, huh?"
Kim Ha-eun doesn't particularly care whether he's ignoring her or not. She keeps needling him.
"I was surprised too~ At first she was so disgusted... and now she might like Master's cock even more than I do... I'm getting a little jealous, you know?"
"Well, any woman would fall for Master's cock...♡"
"..."
"A cock that thick and magnificent... if you were born a female, you'd crawl to it yourself...♡"
So that this man, worn down by overwork, doesn't lose his drive and give up entirely, she endlessly tops up his rage.
"In that sense, I really feel for you~ You worked so hard to climb all the way up... only to have your woman cruelly stolen by a born alpha... hehe."
A vein pops in his temple.
"You... think you can shtill talk like that when I win..."
And as a bonus, his raging erection is starting to mistake her taunts for pleasure. Looking at the cock that's gone hard listening to her mockery, Kim Ha-eun smiles down at him with open contempt.
"...I'll be looking forward to it."
"Thirty seconds left~"
Before he knows it, they're closing in on three minutes. Right on cue, Master cums into Jang Hyo-jin's mouth.
"Nnghhp...!♡"
...Straight into her mouth, like it's the most natural thing...
At first, Jang Hyo-jin couldn't even hold it — she'd spilled cum out her mouth and nose. But she's gotten used to it already, swallowing every last drop like it's delicious, determined not to waste a single one.
H... he's still going...
When Master's long orgasm finally ends, Jang Hyo-jin pulls her mouth off with a refreshed look and sticks out her tongue, showing her husband the cum still coating it.
"Bleeeh...♡"
At the same time she flips him the middle finger, keeping the mockery going. That insolent smirk laughing at him is infuriating — and it turns him on anyway. Then Master's still-half-hard cock slides over and covers her eyes.
That thing is seriously...!
He won't even let him look at that infuriating smirk. And at the same time, the timer starts going off.
"Alright~ three minutes! You held out pretty well, haha."
Master saunters over, all casual. The mocking tease comes free of charge.
"Looking forward to it that much? You're standing at full attention, haha."
"C... can I let go now...?"
This is terrible for his body. He's already overworked — and now this overstimulating visual, seasoned with his wife's scent. The damage is stacking in his brain, and it's going to hit his body next. But—
"Nope. Keep it in your mouth."
Not yet.
"W... why? The tesht is over...!"
Right after Master's words, Jang Hyo-jin comes crawling over.
"We're going straight to the next stage~"
That's right. What just happened was only Stage 1. Now the real bet begins.
"Oh, you passed the test, by the way. That will to cum raw in your own wife's pussy... confirmed, haha."
"Hmph...! Like thish was even hard...!"
"Most people think that... but some of them can't hold back the heat and just lunge, you know~"
"...You do this shit to other people too?"
"Well... I'll introduce you slowly later... haha."
"You... when I get out of here, you're not getting away with this..."
Whether the other party is a Chief Prosecutor or a chaebol chairman, the threats of a male sliding into slavery don't scare him in the slightest. He casually ignores the threat and moves on to the next wager.
"Anyway — congratulations on passing the test."
"You won the fight against yourself, so next..."
Before he knows it, his wife has come up to him, planting both hands on his knees and pushing herself up. He flinches.
"You just have to beat your wife."
"W... what...?"
"From now on, Hyo-jin's going to try to take the panties out of your mouth. Chief Prosecutor, you just have to keep them away from your wife."
"W... what kind of..."
"I'll give you the same three-minute time limit, haha."
"What kind of deranged...!"
Still ignoring his outburst—
"Then — start!"
The instant he slaps her ass, Jang Hyo-jin lunges straight for her husband's mouth.
"Ugh... w... wait...!"
In that sudden rush, he almost loses the panties. He clenches his jaw just in time.
"Come on, be a man... don't let your wife take them, haha."
Thankfully he doesn't lose the instant it starts — but a good chunk of the panties has already been pulled free.
"Ggh... nnghhh..."
And it's already a scrap of fabric with barely any surface to hold. If he lets his guard down just because she's a woman, he might actually lose. Meanwhile the panties stretched between the couple's teeth pull taut, threatening to tear.
H... hmph...! All that tough talk, and she's still just a woman...! That little bit of strength isn't taking these from me...!
His body is already trembling from overwork, and still he puts on a show, lying even to himself. Jang Hyo-jin, on the other hand, has always eaten well and taken care of herself — and ever since meeting Master, her brain has been flooding her with lively female hormones. She's in peak condition. She smiles easily and starts playing mind games with her husband.
"Honey... are you a pervert...?"
"W... who'sh the... p-pervert here...? You can look at yourshelf and shtill shay that?!"
"I am, though? Tasht Mashter's cock and any woman turnsh into a perv..."
"You're shtill making thoshe goddamn Mashter noishes...!"
"But what are you doing right now? Shitting there with your own wife's pantiesh in your mouth... clamping down 'cauz you don't wanna give them back to their owner? Thatsh pathetic, you know?!"
"Hahaha, watching a married couple fight like this is breaking my heart~"
That's when Master steps between them, coming up behind Jang Hyo-jin.
"When a couple makes up, they need to share the sides of each other they didn't know... get a little closer~"
And then he yanks the dildo out of her pussy.
"Ooohk?!♡"
"W... what are you doing...?"
"I'll just help the two of you get along a little better."
Master rubs the tip of his cockhead against her pussy.
"Hgyk!♡"
"H... heheheh...♡"
Jang Hyo-jin's face goes slack and dopey. Kim Sung-jin is stunned by the slack, drooling look on his wife's face.
"Y... you...!"
She already looked ridiculous with panties in her teeth — and now, with her facial muscles going slack like that, it becomes an obscenely hot expression, whether he likes it or not.
Hahh...!
T... that face... what even is that...!
It's still too early to be shocked. Thanks to the power of Master burying his cock all the way to the back of her womb, her eyes roll back instantly as she lets out a bizarre moan.
"Oooohp...! Oohp...!♡"
Her whole body writhes, shoving her upper body toward her husband as she tries to flee Master's cock — the pleasure — and pours out vulgar, wrecked moans right in front of his nose.
"Nnghhh...! Nnghhh...!"
"Eeeehk?!♡"
Even then she clamps her teeth down so she won't lose the panties, which only doubles how wrecked her face looks. And on top of that, a tear wells at the corner of her eye. Jang Hyo-jin — that fierce, high-handed, prideful woman — reduced to whimpering, helpless against a man's cock, right in front of his face.
"Hngh... hhk...!"
"Hahh hahh hahh"
For a husband who knows her so well, his breathing can't help but grow ragged. That's when Kim Ha-eun brings her lips to his ear and whispers.
"Chief Prosecutor..."
He looks at her out of the corner of his eye.
"If you stay like this... you're really going to fall into being a masochist slave..."
Kim Ha-eun, cheering him on.
"Show a little more... grit...♡"
Of course, that encouragement will only tighten the noose around him, making him even more stubborn.