Shall We Go for a Naked Walk?
Honestly, I wasn't much into the whole forceful thing.
Even with porn, I mostly went for the soft, mutual-love stuff—not rape fantasies or those American scenes where the girls looked ready to murder someone while screaming oh fuck yeah.
Though if the other person was someone like Seo Ji-young, the kind of girl you could treat roughly without guilt, maybe that would be different.
Had I picked up a bad habit last time at the movie theater?
I hadn't prepared at all back then, so the hypnotized version of me—Hypno-Cheol for short—had gone and done whatever Seol-ah ordered.
And right now it was the same story.
Maybe I really needed to cut back on the drinking.
"Seol-ah."
"Yeees… nngh?"
"Who said you could climb on top of your Master's body like that? Your manners are seriously out of line."
"Ah, aaaaah…"
That same feeling again.
My body moved without my say-so, while my head stayed perfectly clear.
Either way, Hypno-Cheol was carrying out Seol-ah's commands just as faithfully as before.
I should probably be grateful she hadn't ordered me to become her slave.
If I'd actually been a slave in a situation like this, I might've felt pretty lousy about it.
"Clothes off first, Seol-ah."
"Huh…?"
"You seriously thought you could make your Master do something like this while still wearing clothes? Did I look that easy to you…?"
"N-no. I was just startled. I'll take them off. Q-quickly…"
No, Seol-ah.
I am that easy older-brother type.
Honestly, fighting scares me. I just want to stay the harmless guy who likes watching anime and only works out as a hobby, you know?
So don't listen to that Hypno-Cheol bastard, and—
"I'm all undressed. Oppa—no, Master…"
"Good girl."
Good… yeah, she really was.
In the end, the problem with men is that thing hanging between their legs.
Once it starts reacting, you're lucky if you can still use about ten percent of your usual brainpower.
A ridiculously sexy girl standing naked in front of you, calling you Master—of course you start thinking eh, whatever, it's fine.
What made it even hotter was this bizarre hypnotic state, where I could feel the "protagonist's" emotions in full 4D vividness.
Not that it meant Seol-ah was allowed to get cocky and stare at her Master's hard-on while gulping down her drool.
"What are you looking at?"
"Ah, that is… I was looking at… that…"
"Use the proper words. Say: I was staring at Master's cock while looking at Seol-ah's tits and her dripping-wet pussy."
"Y-yes. Master's cock… nnngh, I keep wanting to look at it…"
"And who said you were allowed to look?"
Clink.
I reached toward her and the handcuffs binding me caught.
Seriously, why had she even cuffed me?
In case I refused and she had to actually rape me?
Whatever the reason, the sight of me like this made Seol-ah's eyes go wide; she started flailing in panic.
"W-wait just a second. The key. The key is…"
"Forget it, Seol-ah."
For once, Hypno-Cheol and I were in perfect agreement.
What kind of Master can't break free of something this flimsy with raw strength?
These weren't even real cuffs—just plastic toy handcuffs. I wasn't so weak I couldn't snap those.
Snap.
"Ah…"
"What were you planning to do after chaining me up like this, Seol-ah?"
"Ah, well, um, that is…"
"Forget it. I wasn't asking for an answer."
"Nngh…?!"
The nipple pinched between my fingertips was already nice and stiff.
At the same time, my wrists hurt like hell.
They'd be swollen by morning for sure.
But this stupid, macho stunt had one silver lining.
The pain had sobered me right up.
"Nnngh, Oppa—ah, no, Master, M-Masteeer…"
"You keep making noise. Getting caught turn you on?"
"Haah, n-no. Nngh, it's not like that…"
"Not like that, my ass… Your pussy's dripping girl-juice all over the place and you still keep lying."
I gave Seol-ah's nipple a gentle pinch and sat up.
Then I leaned in and whispered right against her ear, as quietly as I could—like sharing a secret.
"You did the same thing at the movie theater."
"……What?"
"You thought I wouldn't remember?"
"H-h-h-how…"
Seol-ah's face went paper-white in an instant.
Obviously I couldn't just say, well, I was never actually hypnotized to begin with.
I'd go with the concept that the memories only came back while I was under. Classic cliché.
"You woke me up, Seol-ah. After I did what you asked at the theater, I was sleeping peacefully in here."
"……Ah."
"I really wanted to stay your nice older brother, Seol-ah."
"I-I'm sorry. I'm so—nnngh…!"
That hit some kind of trigger deep inside her.
You could tell from the way her pussy gushed while she kept apologizing.
She'd probably always seen me as the kind, reliable oppa type.
The guilt of having corrupted that image herself, mixed with the sheer taboo of it, was getting her off hard.
I decided to poke that spot a little more.
"Seol-ah. Did you like raping your oppa?"
"Huh…?"
"Sure, I came in your mouth that time too, but you're still the one who did the bad thing and forced yourself on me. Right?"
"Ah, uh, that is…"
"Answer."
"Ahhhn…! Y-you're right. Nnngh, I'm a hopeless, h-haah, slut who… ah, nngh, raped… her oppa… haaah…!"
Squirt, squirt.
Even saying it out loud made me think what kind of bastard am I, but amazingly, Seol-ah was climaxing just from hearing those words.
I'd thought Seo Ji-young had a bit of a masochistic streak, but next to Seol-ah she looked like a gentle little lamb.
I was starting to conclude that the problem wasn't me—it was their tastes.
And if a girl who wanted to have sex with me was into this kind of thing, I was more than happy to play along.
I'd said I wasn't into it. I never said it didn't turn me on.
"So what should you do, Seol-ah?"
"Haah, nnngh… I need to… be punished…"
"What kind of punishment?"
"……Well."
Seol-ah shot a quick glance at the swollen bulge between my legs.
Then she swallowed hard again.
She was probably imagining something like, I was bad so please fuck me until I'm pregnant.
Not a chance.
Keeping my face as blank as possible, I squeezed the breast still in my hand.
"Haah, nnngh…!"
"That's a reward for you, not a punishment."
"I was bad, haaah, I was wrooong…"
"You set this whole thing up just to get my cock from the start, and you've got the nerve to act all innocent."
"Nnngh, you're right. Haaah, I… tried to rape… nngh, Oppa… heeuh, nngh…"
Honestly, it would've been easier for me to just shove her down and fuck her right then.
A twenty-year-old virgin pussy would melt my brain, and my cock would happily dump load after load into it.
But then a thought hit me.
If I was going to pretend to be hypnotized even though I wasn't, the least I could do was properly fulfill the desire that had put us here.
If it had been Seo Ji-young, I would've ignored all that and just taken care of my own needs.
But Seol-ah was the little sister I genuinely cared about.
A girl I'd give a kidney to if she needed it wanted my body and my control—as her oppa, of course I had to give her that much.
Yeah. This was all for Seol-ah's sake.
That was the conclusion I reached.
"Haaah, haaah…"
"……"
"Master, h-haah, Master… I'm sorry. I was wrong…"
"Seol-ah."
"H-yeees…"
Her hands trembled near her thighs, clearly dying to shove fingers into her pussy but holding back.
I gently laid my hand over hers and gave it a soft squeeze.
And then—
"Shall we go for a walk?"
"……What?"
I said it like it was the most casual thing in the world.
I mean, all I was suggesting was a little stroll together—nothing weird about that.
As long as the other person wasn't completely naked.
"It's been hot lately, so you probably don't need a jacket, right?"
"Ah… th-that is…"
"Don't worry too much. We're not going far. Just a quick lap around the boarding-house front yard. Sound good?"
"……"
"If you're worried about the CCTV, I manage those files myself. The landlady's never going to ask to see them before I do."
"H-huuh…"
Gulp.
She was looking away, but her dripping little pussy was being way too honest.
And honestly, I was the one shitting bricks the hardest.
This was the year 2026 in the Republic of Korea, where public authority still very much existed.
The second I sent Seol-ah back inside, those CCTV files were getting deleted permanently.
But I couldn't let that show right now.
I mind-controlled myself one more time into being Seol-ah's Master and kept talking.
"Ah, this is supposed to be a punishment anyway. Did I even need to explain?"
"……"
"Lead the way, Seol-ah. We're going for a walk."
"Y-yeees…"
Step, step, creak.
A second ago she'd been moaning without a care in the world, but the moment the door opened she looked a little scared again.
I pressed my groin right up against her smooth, snow-white ass and gave a gentle thrust of my hips while adding:
"If you walk nicely, I'll give you a reward too, Seol-ah. We've known each other so long—just giving you punishment feels a little mean, right?"
"……Ah. Th-that is…"
"So let's get going."
"……"
The lucky part was that the front door was right next to my room.
And while the soundproofing up and down might've been questionable, the walls between rooms were pretty solid.
Besides, both Yuki and the landlady slept like rocks. No chance of waking them.
So don't chicken out, Ha Seung-chul.
Just one or two quick laps and we're done.
"I-I'll open it…"
"Yeah."
Creeeeak—
Looking back on the average luck of my life, though, I'd say I was on the unlucky side.
What the hell am I talking about?
Just look.
"Ah, these fucking bastards leave hate comments even on the hiatus notice, what the fuck is wrong with them…"
"Huuuhk…!"
"……"
Why, the second we stepped out the front door, did Seo Ji-young have to appear scratching her stomach like she'd been waiting for us?
This was just pure rigged bullshit.