Chapter 32
Seeing Baek Geum-hwa blatantly staring at me like she despised the very sight of me—her pussy on full display—yet obediently swallowing every last drop of the semen I'd showered her with, I confirmed she'd truly made up her mind to become my meat toilet. Stroking her cheek with my hand, I asked,
"Alright then, you're my meat toilet now, right?"
"...That's what the deal was. Yeah. I'm your meat toilet, guarding the side of a filthy bastard like you, spreading my pussy wide whenever your dick gets hard to take care of it."
"Of course, your little sister's my top priority. You remember that well. Good girl. Such a fine sow."
"Don't pat my head. I said I'd be your meat toilet, but I never agreed to be your pet."
"Meat toilet or sow—what's the difference?"
"...Whatever, can't be helped. So, should I just oink oink for you?"
Of course, right now I'd leashed this ferocious beast with gear worth hundreds of billions, but slapping a collar on a wild animal doesn't tame it. Just as wolves slowly turned into man's best friend over time, I too would gradually domesticate this lioness—hiding her fangs and claws—into a sow who joyfully spreads her pussy whenever I wanted. Chuckling to myself as I pondered how best to break her in the future, I pulled my dick out from between Baek Geum-hwa's tits.
At once, a vibrating semen scent wafted from her cleavage.
"Mmm, this semen smell... Perfect for a sow to reek of."
"That all? Then move. Like I said, we're heading straight to the dungeon."
"Whoa, whoa, where do you think you're going? You promised to offer me your virginity... I wasn't gonna go this far, but."
"?"
Sniffing it intently, I suddenly hopped off the bed, grabbed a pen and paper scattered on the desk beside it, and scribbled across the page with handwriting that would make even master calligraphers weep. Thrusting it toward Baek Geum-hwa, who was eyeing me like I'd lost my mind, I said,
"Contract... ser?"
"I wasn't gonna bother writing one up, but you're acting so half-assed about it, I had no choice. No funny business in it, so read it quick. Speak up if there's anything off."
"...Nothing. Too bad."
"Knew it."
We're already tangled up in a financial web worth hundreds of billions. Not pocket change—hundreds of billions. Sure, to maximize destructive power, there's the drawback that using secret ingredients like Brynhildr's pubic hair or my own crotch fur makes the user hornier, but even top Valkyries would have to slave away on the front lines for years to afford gear like this. And I'd handed it over willingly to a rookie Valkyrie who hadn't even graduated the academy, in exchange for her body and loyalty.
So Baek Geum-hwa could only grumble, but she obeyed my words, ready to offer her body. Unlike me, who knew the future, she was scrambling just to survive the present and had no clue her true worth. To anyone looking, this contract was a total rip-off for me. No need for tricks.
"Anyway, I didn't bring a seal."
"Why not? Your pussy's right there."
"Kuh..."
She instantly clocked what I had in mind, clicking her tongue and glaring daggers. But she didn't resist—just let me strip off her leopard-print bra, cooperating as I made her fully naked. When I finally tugged down her panties, a sticky strand stretched between her pussy and the fabric—schlurp♡.
"Heh heh heh, you're soaked? You love serving me that much?"
"Damn it... to a trash master like you..."
While I cackled at the glistening thread dangling like she'd been waiting for it, Baek Geum-hwa's face twisted in utter humiliation. This was the result of my subtle training all along—ever since giving her the gear, fondling her tits, kissing her, building her arousal bit by bit. Oblivious to that, she fumed at feeling pleasure from a loser like me.
She'd become my sex slave purely by contract, not true submission. Of course, I'd train her until she spreads her pussy and tempts me at the mere sight of my face.
I gently stroked her pussy as I cooed,
"Good girl, so good. Getting this slutty for your master. What a star."
"Shut... your mouth. It's not 'cause I drank your semen. Definitely not wet from enjoying your fingers on my pussy. Don't get the wrong idea."
"Sure? Then why's it getting even wetter? Turned on thinking about offering your virginity soon?"
"How do you twist it like that! And stop... stroking... ♡"
Her already hypersensitive pussy quivered under the Breeding Uncle's soft touch, husky moans laced with lust slipping out. Despite her fierce looks, clear nectar dripped over her perineum as her hips twitched. Now desperate for dick, her mouth gaped like a baby bird. A few more strokes, and a pink clit popped out from her platinum bush.
"Knew it—excited to give me your virginity!"
"Stop interpreting it your way! My body's just... reacting on its own. Protective juices. Definitely not 'cause your hand feels good or I'm looking forward to it!"
"Yeah, yeah. Whew, I'm tense too. Getting to use such a gorgeous body as my meat toilet from now on."
"...Spare me. If you're doing it, hurry up."
"Heh heh heh, can't hold back? So needy."
"You... guh♡"
Nice handiwork. Just pinching her clit between my fingers, and the lioness who looked ready to devour me whole let out a lewd cry that had me cracking up. The pheromones of a bitch in heat must've flipped my laugh switch.
"Ready to stamp that contract proper? Pussy at the ready."
"Kuh... ♡"
Tongue-clicking at my crass words, she still went limp, letting me spread her legs wide. Squelch... ♡
"Hnggh...?!"
"Oh..."
Her pussy was fully prepped, so pressing my dick to her entrance had her muscled walls first clench in shock at the intruder—then recognize the seed-bringer and eagerly swallow it down.
"Nngh, what the... my belly's filling up... Master's filthy dick inside me...!"
"Just the tip so far. Alright, here we go..."
"Haagghhh?!"
Splurt♡—A light thrust tore her hymen effortlessly. Her sculpted muscles screamed elite warrior, but that savage face contrasted hilariously with how pathetically it ripped. As she yelped in pain, I pulled out, smeared my dick with the blood trickling from her pussy, then slathered it over her twitching folds.
"Wh-what are you... doinggg!!"
"Now for the contract seal."
"You... huu, fine, get off."
Face twisted in pain, rage, and shame—like a beast ready to kill—she struggled off the bed. Hating every second but bound by our deal with no right to refuse, she even seemed hurried, lest I reclaim her greatsword. Placing the contract neatly on the floor, she asked,
"...Just stamp here?"
"Hold on—hands behind your head. Yeah, interlace 'em. Legs spread wide. Perfect, good girl."
"Kuhh...?!"
Utter humiliation. Lips bitten tight as if pleading with me, she assumed the obscenely slutty pose I demanded. At my thumbs-up, she slammed her blood-smeared pussy down beside the signature line.
"Kuhh, th-this is... Even as your meat toilet, making me do thisss... ♡"
"Your words say no, but you look thrilled."
"Sh-shut up... Never... ♡"
Squish, squelch♡—Defying my teasing, she even wiggled her ass unprompted to perfect the pussy print. Who knows if she wanted to mark her ownership clearly, but to this Breeding Uncle, it was pure sow perfection.
"Done?"
"Huu, j-just a bit more... Almost..."
"Then sign your name next to it. Wait, no—gotta frame it, so leave it. I'll coat and mount it later."
"Y-you're framing this?!"
"Gotta keep the contract solid."
"How'd I end up with a creep like you...!"
Fuming anew, she shot up. But with that crisp pussy print visible under her raised ass on the contract, she wasn't scary at all.