Chapter 94
By the time we wrapped up the unexpected press conference—reporters, dazzled by the volleyball match and Park Ayoung's MVP performance, clamoring for interviews—the sky was already dyed a deep crimson sunset. The four-hour round trip probably played a part.
"Nnghiiik♡ Th-that's enough already... Nooo, stoppp♡"
"Stop? Then you want me to pull my dick out?"
"Nooo! Cum inside me like this♡ You promised five straight creampies without pulling out♡"
But the biggest reason was today's MVP, Park Ayoung, who'd gone cock-crazy despite the packed schedule and begged for one more round in the locker room—along with the entire volleyball team, who'd gotten horny watching her. Feeding them all my reward dick took a while.
Anyway, after confirming the team disembarking the bus and heading into the gymnasium, I turned to Baek Geum-hwa, who looked utterly exhausted.
"Geum-hwa, head home."
"Hoo, quick to say that. How long do you plan to drag me around before you're satisfied?"
Worried Baek Eun-ah might get suspicious if I kept her out too late, I immediately told her to go home. She snapped right back to plain old Geum-hwa from meat toilet mode, glaring daggers at me.
"That piss you dumped in my pussy? I'll pay you back for it someday...!"
"Yeah, yeah, got it. Here, special bonus since you got dragged everywhere today. And I reserved a restaurant—go eat something nice with Eun-ah. Whoa, quick on the draw."
"You think I'm some whore who spreads her legs for cash? It's annoying, but... whatever. I'm Master's personal meat toilet and exclusive whore anyway..."
"Heh heh heh."
Her family situation made her money-obsessed, sure, but seeing her say that so casually now? Baek Geum-hwa had fallen hard over the past three days. She valued practicality, wasn't the type to obsess over pride... but she wasn't completely without it either.
I shoved the envelope of cash into her cleavage, smirked like 'So, gonna use that pussy of yours?' while flipping up her skirt, then rammed the vibrator I'd reclaimed earlier deep into her exposed tanned pussy.
"Aghhh♡ A-again with this shitty toy in my pussy...♡"
"Keep it in except when sleeping or washing. Send me a pic every hour."
"Y-you crazy bastard Master! Y-you said I was off duty♡"
"Being off duty doesn't make you any less of a meat toilet. Gotta train that pussy to stroke Master's dick nice and good in your spare time. And tomorrow's normal shift—no need to come early like today."
"Kkhuhng♡ J-just you wait...♡"
I watched her stagger out the school gate, eyes glazed with lust as she vowed revenge on wobbly legs, then headed straight for the main building and the student council president's office.
"Heh heh heh, the emails are piling up faster by the hour."
While I'd been bickering with Geum-hwa, the sun had long dipped below the western mountains. Knowing today was Brynhildr Ragnarok's duty shift, I figured she'd be burning the midnight oil in her office. My dick already stiffening, I made a beeline there, letting it swing freely.
Knock knock—
—Hoo, nngh...♡
"President? You in?"
—Th-this voice... K-Kang Han-beom...♡
A clatter from behind the door, something tumbling over, then her voice—drenched in lust, just like Geum-hwa's right before we parted, like she'd been waiting, primed for me.
"Coming in. Just checking—no secret pussy masturbation while I wasn't looking, right?"
—Shut your mouth and get in here, you rat...!
I chuckled, twisting the knob. Her voice alone screamed she was fired up; the moment I opened the door, a storm of pussy scent hit my nostrils—rivaling the locker room's team aroma.
My mouth watered instantly. And there she was: Brynhildr, stark naked, not a thread on her perfect body, glaring at me. I played it cool.
"Whoa, President, bold outfit you've got there."
"Didn't you order me to wait like this?!"
"Heh, at times like this, you say you sensibly prepared for a massage with me, right?"
"Hmph, to a lecherous demon who seizes weaknesses for blackmail and ravishes women..."
I ran my hand over her neatly folded uniform. Ice-cold, no body heat.
'Told her to strip when I boarded the bus...'
Two hours plus, despite her words. The proud, noble Brynhildr, anticipating our filthy fun in this historic student council office, stripped bare and wafting her aroused pussy scent everywhere.
'And a pussy smell rivaling the whole volleyball team's combined...'
Truly the world's horniest.
Today's just another pussy-rape tally... Seeing our fully grown Breeding Uncle Kang Han-beom brings tears to my eyes.
'Say that in that flat voice all you want—no dice.'
『Sob sob?』
'No dice... Wait, why's it a question?'
The dick-busting pussy scent screamed to slam Brynhildr down and rape her pussy raw, but I ignored the System's urging, plopped onto the sofa, and fought off the impulse.
"Come here."
"..."
"Got it? Come on, quick."
"Kh... Now casually dropping the honorifics...♡"
"And why are you using casual speech? Want a punishment?"
My unilateral declaration flipped our hierarchy; she glared sharply, lips quivering, then rose shakily, approaching step by trembling step.
"Mm, getting that female pig vibe now. You'll make a fine head sow."
"Spouting nonsense...!"
No attempt to cover up anymore. Her fully erect nipples—impossible to believe they'd ever been inverted—jutting clit, silver pubic hair matching her locks, and that vulgar pussy mouthing for dick. She dropped to her knees between my legs.
She licked her lips at my bulging pants, ready to burst from my raging erection.
"Y-you really came to ravish me...♡"
"Hey now, it's a massage. Uterus massage with my dick. You know from experience it actually works."
"I don't know—I mean, I do not... Like how taking Master's dick melts away fatigue, or swallowing semen boosts your physical abilities even higher..."
"You know damn well."
"Kh...♡"
Unable to hold back at my smug tone, she dove for my zipper with her mouth. The noble president, degraded enough to unzip with her teeth like before— I chuckled, rummaging in my bag.
Slap—♡
"Ah... Master's dick... So hard 'cause you wanna ravish me again...♡"
As she fished out my dick using only her mouth, lost in ecstasy staring at it slapping her cheek—click.
"Using massage as an excuse to defile me again, but I won't submit... Wh-what are you—?!"
"What else? A dog collar."
The unfamiliar leather on her neck froze her mid-lunge for my dick.
"Dog collar...?!"
"Yeah, dog collar. For my female pig. Too tight? First time making one—tell me if it chafes."
"Wh-why put this on me? Didn't you come to grope my body under pretense of a massage?"
Shocked enough to halt her dick-lust, she fingered the collar repeatedly, asking why.
Before answering, I slid my hand to her lower belly, still stroking it in surprise.
"Hngggg♡ W-wait...♡"
"Mm, bloated. Nice and full."
"Y-you bastard... Don't tell me you forbade me to pee for this...♡"
"Ehehe."
Quick on the uptake. No plans to bully her relentlessly, though. As shock mixed with anticipation—her eyes gleaming more with excitement than fear—I said,
"How about a campus stroll while you take a leak, President?"
"Haa... S-stop that... A stroll like this? N-naked around campus...♡"
"Oh, feeling unfair 'cause you're the only one stripped? Don't worry—I'll strip too. Can't be a good owner if I embarrass my female pig alone."
"That's not the point! Don't even start such nonsense—ah...♡"
She shook her head no to the exposure walk. But eyeing me actually stripping, my body emerging from the shedding uniform, she bit her lip audibly.
"F-fine, you... If even Master strips, you won't pick crowded spots...♡"
"Knew you'd come around, you perv."
She reached out like she wanted my clothes; neatly folding each piece I tossed. Confirming even my boxers folded tidy, I tugged the leash gently.
"Stroll aside, something more urgent first."
"D-don't yank...♡"
Despite her "strongest" title, she came meekly, rubbing her tits against me.