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After wrapping up that delightful preemptive dominance session with Setsuna, I slipped away from her death-glare and headed straight for the Student Council President's Office where Brynhildr was waiting. Baek Geum-hwa nudged my side and spoke up.
"Master's such a total scumbag. You told that bitch you wouldn't touch the president, and the second she's gone, you're off to do filthy things with her."
"Filthy things? Now that Setsuna's my female pig, isn't it only natural to let Brynhildr know she can relax and focus on her president duties? What if she accuses me of tricking her later?"
"That's what makes you a scumbag. You know damn well how the president will react."
"Heh heh, quick on the uptake, aren't you?"
We hadn't known Brynhildr long, but had Geum-hwa already figured out what kind of woman she was? Still, despite her words, she had no intention of stopping me—she shot me a trash-like glare but stuck right to my side. I chuckled and slid my hand under Geum-hwa's skirt. Her soaking wet pussy immediately welcomed my fingers.
"Ugh, this bastard master again...!"
"My hand was bored. And why are you mad when I'm just touching what's mine?"
"Not wrong, but don't just shove your fingers in out of nowhere! At least stroke it gently a few times first!"
"You pretend to hate it, but you're loving it. Jealous 'cause I was sweet to Setsuna?"
"Crazy bastard master... Hng♡"
They say it's not rough winds that strip the traveler's clothes, but warm sunshine. Despite the crude actions, my sincere affection and loving caresses had finally borne fruit. Now, when I touched her pussy, she only grumbled a bit—and even thrust her tits out first. Compare that to the first time, when she'd snarled, "Who the hell gave you permission to touch my pussy? Pull your hand away before I rip that arm off!" She'd changed a lot.
As praise, I stroked and patted Geum-hwa's plump, swollen pussy, then said, "You know how much I love my Geum-hwa, right?"
"Bullshit. Who 'loves' someone and strips them naked at the drop of a hat, fucking them anywhere without a care?"
"Like this, groping your pussy right in the hallway?"
"Eut... don't pull my clit♡"
"So cute."
Teasing Geum-hwa's pussy like that, we arrived at the Student Council President's Office. I checked for Setsuna nearby, then knocked firmly.
"Wh-who is it?"
"You already know who. Mind if I come in?"
"Y-yes, come i... no, please enter...♡"
Brynhildr's voice came with the knock. No need to play nice anymore, so I replied in a commanding tone. After one last pat on her firm ass, I turned the knob.
"Ugh... what...?!"
"It's so... hot... what the hell? Did you turn on the boiler?"
"Y-you've arrived... I was waiting...♡"
As I turned the knob, a lewd scent assaulted my nose like a spray from the door crack, followed by sweltering heat like mid-summer—not fresh spring. It hit Geum-hwa too. I flung the door wide open and grinned at Brynhildr kneeling naked in the steamy sauna-like center, welcoming me obediently.
Normally, she'd be at her desk piled with papers, glancing up with a curt "You're here?" But now, her whole body screamed she was my female pig. I was a bit surprised, yet thrilled with vulgar conquest at her blue eyes gazing up with lustful anticipation. My voice rose naturally, lips curling.
"Waiting for me?"
"Yes, as Master commanded, I humbly warmed my pussy while waiting...♡"
"Warmed it well? Spread it. Let me check."
"Huuut♡ So casually, as if it's obvious...♡"
Already naked and aroused, she bit her lip at my immediate demand to show her pussy. Brynhildr placed her politely folded hands behind her back, arched into a bridge pose thrusting her chest and belly skyward, spread her legs toward me, and...
"Huuuung♡ Please inspect as you wish...♡"
Without moving a finger, her pussy gaped open, dripping sticky fluids—like the final flourish. Like animals baring bellies to superiors, she exposed her belly, tits, and pussy defenselessly, signaling total submission. I chuckled at her vulgar sow behavior.
"Heh heh heh, that's my Brynhildr."
"Whoa... I figured she'd go full frog-leg spread."
Geum-hwa muttered in surprise at the unexpected move, eyes wide like she'd learned something. But I'd known Brynhildr's lewdness, so nothing she did shocked me. Ignoring Geum-hwa, I strode to Brynhildr and plopped my ass on her arched belly.
"Huuuuuk♡ Treating me like a chair so naturally...♡"
"Heh, waiting for me?"
"Y-yes, I was. Back then, maybe not—but now, I, your female pig... humbly warmed my pussy, awaiting the moment to serve Master...♡"
True to her Valkyrie strength, she didn't waver under my weight, her voice soaked in humiliation and ecstasy. I'd already confirmed via her pussy, but to check if she was lying, I glanced at her tits. Her truthful nipples perked up, shaking invitingly.
"Your pussy... no need to touch. It's lewdly gaping like a total slut—right up my alley."
"I'm glad it pleases you...♡"
I beckoned Geum-hwa, who fetched a case from my bag amid the intensifying pussy stench and Brynhildr's panting arousal. I said, "Anyway, so Brynhildr's officially my female pig now?"
"Yes. I, Brynhildr Ragnarok, am Master's female pig... Kang Han-beom's exclusive pussy, sex-processing toilet, and walking dick case...♡"
"Hey now, with Geum-hwa right here, calling yourself a sex-processing toilet? Greedy much."
"Insane..."
Her lewd words to win favor were fine, but boundaries mattered. I winked at fuming Geum-hwa—"Don't worry"—then flicked Brynhildr's clit as she kept gushing.
"Kkhooooooot?! Why...♡"
"Apologize to Geum-hwa. For calling yourself a sex-processing toilet."
"S-sorry, Cadet Geum-hwa♡ Sorry for calling myself a sex-processing toilet. Sorry for overstepping as a mere female pig♡"
"I didn't say apologize! Who are you mocking?!"
Geum-hwa's ears flushed red, yelling at the mockery disguised as apology. But Brynhildr, deep in arousal, didn't hear. I giggled, grinding my ass into her abs while caressing her clit.
"Good... you're my female pig, right? So no problem if I do this?"
"What 'this' might that be? I don't know, but if Master desires it, I'll gladly accept, kkhooooooot?!"
"Knew you'd say that."
Like putting a ring in a bull's nose, I swiftly pierced her clit with the piercing from the case—no tools needed. It burrowed into her clit-hood like it was meant to, and Brynhildr writhed in pain.
"St-stop♡ What are you doing to my body with this vulgar piercing♡ Ooooh♡"
"That's my Brynhildr. You look so pretty loving it."
Thrashing like disco lights, I gripped her massive tits as handles and fitted the remaining piercings onto her nipples one by one.