Slave-14
"Wait, hold on."
"Huh?"
I urgently stopped Arin.
"This feels a bit off. Even if we're dating or whatever, jumping straight into this..."
"W-what's off about it! These days, the MZ generation all have sex first and then start dating... or so I've heard!"
"Huh?"
Her eyes wavered, and it was clear she wasn't saying it with any real confidence.
"P-premarital sex then relationship, sleep-first pursuit! Sleep with them and then chase a relationship! Anyway, that's what they said!"
"...Who said that?"
"I saw it on the internet!"
"Real reliable source there."
I shook my head. Just looking her in the eye and chatting for a few minutes made the source obvious enough—yeah, she probably got that from some corner of the web.
"You don't even seem to know how other twenty-somethings actually live. You're just parroting stuff you saw online. That's not exactly credible evidence."
But Arin wasn't giving up. Instead, she latched onto my weak spot.
"W-well, what about you! Do you have proof that what I said isn't true?!"
"Well—"
"You don't have any friends either! You're talking like it's someone else's problem!"
Sharp as ever. Just as I could tell from looking at her, she could probably gauge my lifestyle too. I didn't have friends either. No real proof to bring to the table.
"Think about it. Just hypothetically, even if by some wild chance we did start dating normally."
Arin spoke softly, as if gaining confidence in her own words, trying to persuade me.
"Then what?"
"Two weeks after starting to date her boyfriend, this girl finds out he just handed over hundreds of millions in cash, no strings attached. Does she owe him her pussy for that, or should she play hard to get?"
"Whoa, the conversation just got super vulgar all of a sudden."
Her face flushed red—probably embarrassed. But she showed no signs of backing down.
"J-just answer the question!"
"Well... if you like each other, it could happen, sure."
"See? If you like each other, it could happen!"
Arin reached for my dick again.
"And think about it. Why do women hold back from giving their bodies easily to a guy?"
This didn't feel like a conversation for lovers at all, but if I didn't answer, she looked ready to yank my pants off right then.
"Because if you haven't known the boyfriend long... he might be a bad guy, and you can't trust him yet?"
"That's part of it! But it's also to see if there's more she can squeeze out of him!"
Arin pouted with a sulky expression, but it looked more cute than scary.
"...Got any evidence for that?"
"Of course not! I'm a lifelong virgin!"
"Yeah. That sounded exactly like something a lifelong virgin would say."
"Don't act like you're not one... Anyway, I don't have any other options besides you."
Arin tilted her head, looking a bit downcast.
"And I believe you're a good guy. Besides, what if I don't? I'm a sex slave anyway."
"Fair point."
"No, the whole thing is ridiculous from the start—debating whether I should have sex with you, my owner! I'm a sex slave! Just fuck me already!"
"Whoa."
"If it were any other owner, I'd have seen his dick before even checking out the bathroom in this house!"
I nodded reluctantly. It might've been my imagination, but her cheeks seemed even redder.
"...You have been drinking?"
"J-just a little... for courage. I couldn't do it sober."
"You're not gonna suddenly pass out or forget everything tomorrow, right?"
"No way. I only had like half a glass. I'm totally sober."
Arin grinned bashfully.
"Okay then. We're really doing this. You ready?"
She took a deep breath and carefully tugged my pants down again. I lifted my hips slightly to make it easier for her.
"Whoa, it's so heavy..."
Arin stared at my dick with eyes full of curiosity.
"So this is what I'm supposed to..."
She stuck out her tongue lightly. A moist, soft sensation touched my dick.
"Does it... get bigger like this?"
"Probably?"
She poked at it like a cat discovering something new—not with paws, but with her tongue and face. She buried her nose at the base to sniff, precisely aimed her tongue at the tip of the glans.
"I've always wondered... does this spot feel that good? Like, zappy when you touch it?"
"Something like that."
"So weird..."
She lightly took my still-not-fully-hard dick into her mouth and suckled.
"Mmm..."
Honestly, the pressure on my dick wasn't anything special. But the texture was different. It was my first time feeling my dick inside someone's mouth—wet, with a faint hint of teeth, and her tongue constantly moving. She was trying hard at something, but it wasn't mind-blowing.
Still, I couldn't say it wasn't turning me on. Arin was beautiful. And I could look straight down at her face. My slave, whom I could fuck anytime, the girl who'd confessed she loved me, was sucking my dick for her own pleasure. Her strained expression, her curious one, the desperate effort to avoid her teeth—all beautiful.
A sense of conquest slowly ignited. It wasn't the sensation from my dick stimulating my brain. It was her face before my eyes, the situation my mind registered, that surged through my blood and swelled my dick.
"Oof..."
Arin's eyes went wide. It was too much for her to swallow whole. She desperately tried to suck it in, but it wasn't enough. Her breathing grew ragged. I felt her hot breath on my dick.
"Okay, that's good. Don't push yourself."
"Guh, huff, haa. But you haven't cum yet..."
"You don't have to make me cum."
"But in those dirty videos, they slurp slurp suck it until the guy's mouth-filling load makes them choke and puke it up..."
"..."
"Then he slaps her cheek and says 'Swallow it all,' and she struggles to suck up the cum... Isn't that how it's supposed to go?"
"Normally, guys finish once and that's it. Kinda wasteful to cum in your mouth, don't you think? Especially for our first time."
"R-really?"
Arin didn't seem convinced either. I stood from the chair, finished pulling off my pants, and scooped her up.
"Eek?"
Soft and light. Holding her princess-style, I realized there was a lewd scent wafting from her.
"...You're soaked, huh?"
"B-because... I wanted sex."
"Yeah?"
"It's my ovulation day. Sometimes I get these crazy horny days... ugh. Can't masturbate with you around, no way to relieve it..."
"That's a shame."
"You jerked off like it was nothing! Leaving me hanging! Two days after I came, you did it once, right?!"
"You knew about that?"
"I could smell it... that guy-cum scent. It turned me on back then too. Fear was bigger than curiosity, so I just stayed quiet..."
Arin pouted, a bit sulky.
"Even if she's a sex slave in the same house, jerking off alone is too much."
I laid her gently on the bed. Right away, I moved to satisfy the curiosity I'd felt while carrying her.
"Yeah. Should've done this for you, huh?"
Her black dolphin pants were already soaked with juices. What if I pressed a finger lightly on the mound outlining her pussy? The reaction was immediate.
"Hiiiieeeeeek!!!"
Her body thrashed like a live fish. So intense, I felt awkward even though I'd barely touched her pussy.
"What? I didn't even do anything."
"Guy... finger... slid right in. Zwoop... hii, huu..."
"Never touched it before?"
"I have, but only with my own fingers. This... sudden, hii, feeling... first time..."
Her eyes were spinning. I patted her shoulder.
"Taking these off?"
From my limited knowledge, the right way was thorough foreplay to loosen her up before the main event. But looking at her glazed eyes, she didn't seem to need more teasing.
"Y-yeah... hurry, strip me. Put it in. Fuck my pussy with your dick... like a dog, just breed me."
The word choice felt a bit forced, but the sentiment was genuine. Cute. Beautiful. It made me want to tease her more.
"Eek?"
I pulled off her white t-shirt. Arin's bare body, bare breasts, exposed.
"Damn... big."
Bigger than I'd imagined. Mesmerized, I grabbed them. Soft, squishy-squish. Just touching them felt good—this magical flesh.
"Hngh, stop teasing..."
"Yeah?"
I pulled off her dolphin pants next. Half-expected it, but no panties. Her neatly shaved pussy peeked out.
But I didn't give her what she wanted.
"Hiiiieek, hii, aaah, fingers, no fingers, dick, diiiiick!!!"
"Why would I? This is too fun."
So sensitive. She moaned every time my fingers brushed her. Just dipping slightly into her pussy made her writhe and squirt juices.
"Gonna tease you a bit more?"
I smirked faintly and caressed her body again.
"Hiiiiiiiik!"
Each time, she let out moans laced with pleasure.