Atonement
Seohyun looked so far out of her mind that, in a way, it felt as if anything I did to her would be forgiven—like touching a woman drunk past the point of consciousness, beyond any hope of refusal.
"Do you hate me, Master?"
Hearing her call me Master for the second time, I understood. Her recognition wasn't some temporary discord—it had been truly rewritten.
"...No, I don't... hate you."
I forced the words out through my teeth.
It wasn't that I loved her. But a woman's body didn't require anything so sentimental as a lover's affection to serve as an outlet for desire.
At my answer, the corners of Seohyun's mouth bloomed wide open.
"I knew it. It only makes sense—if you really hated me, Master, you wouldn't have... grown your cock this big, would you?"
"Ugh..."
Seohyun rubbed the bulge straining against my pants with her fingers, tilting her eyes up at me with a lecherous gaze.
"Thank goodness... I can finally atone to you, Master. Hihih..."
With those lax, unfocused eyes, relieved and grateful for the chance to atone, she let out a laugh as innocent as a child's.
"Master, how do you want me to serve you? My body, my heart—everything is yours. So use me however you please."
"However I please...?"
"Yes... whatever you desire, Master..."
Seohyun smiled up at me with those vacant eyes burning with fervor. Like a fanatic, she gazed at me as though she would end her own life on the spot if I commanded it.
The moment I realized there was nothing false in that blind devotion—that the existence and life of a human being lay entirely within the grasp of my will—an intoxicating sense of omnipotence came crackling up my spine.
But the small handful of conscience still left in the corner of my mind bit at me, at emotions that felt ready to detonate at any moment.
Shouldn't I stop Seohyun right now, call Ryeonhwa, and undo this twisted memory before it's too late?
Ziiiing...
"What are you—"
"If you ever dislike it, just tell me. Anytime."
In the instant I hesitated, drowning in conflict, Seohyun had already pulled down my zipper and freed my cock from its confinement.
"Haahm... ha, shluup♥"
"――!"
Before I could stop her, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed my cock whole, and warmth-laced pleasure came surging up from below.
Sluuurp.
Her upturned eyes watched my body shudder, and she gave a satisfied smile with just her eyes.
"Shluuup... chk♥, chk♥, chk♥..."
As Seohyun began to bob her head, obscene sounds rang out through the room. The wet collision of a woman's mouth on a man's cock echoed nakedly through the air.
As if to eliminate any chance of escape, one of her hands gripped the base of my cock while the other clutched my ass, pressing her body even tighter against me.
When that tingling pleasure flooded my skull, the last scrap of conscience I had left declared its surrender.
My blood boiled. And my brain raced to rationalize that boiling desire.
No matter that Seohyun had been used by a demon—that was hardly a full indulgence. Seohyun, as she herself had said, needed to beg my forgiveness. She needed to atone.
And besides—hadn't I saved her life from the demon?
Once I reached a conclusion about this situation, hesitation evaporated entirely.
"Fuck!!"
As if my body had always known exactly how to wring out more pleasure, I seized the back of Seohyun's head with both hands and drove my cock deeper.
The deeper it slid into her mouth, the closer it pressed toward her throat, the tighter she squeezed—and the tighter she squeezed, the higher the pleasure climbed.
"Ggguuuk――khek... ggok♥ gguuuk♥"
Seohyun struggled briefly when her breath ran out, but almost immediately she melted into an expression soaked in happiness and let my cock slide silkily down her throat.
She even bent her body forward of her own accord to take me deeper, tightening her throat as though prioritizing my pleasure over her own suffering.
Smiirk.
She looked up at me, eyes curving into a smile. With her mouth stuffed full of me, Seohyun's gaze was saying:
Don't hesitate, Master. Use my body more. Feel good. I am a sinner. A sinner who must live out her days in servitude to you as atonement. So please—carry no guilt at all, and use me as your tool for relief.
Her body was being used not as a person, but as a vessel for the discharge of lust—and the woman herself welcomed it. Because of that, there was no longer any reason for guilt or hesitation, and my movements grew only more violent.
I surrendered everything to that delicious pull.
Ggok! Ggok!...
My cock, filling Seohyun's throat, began slamming in and out with brutal force.
Joy and pleasure that considered no one else, that owed no one anything, that belonged to me alone—it was sheer, uncut paradise.
It was different from that first experience inside my little sister's pussy; the sensation of being serviced by a throat was new.
The thought of defiling that arrogant mouth that had once humiliated me—that organ made for eating, for speaking thought into words—cramming it full with my own flesh and toying with it, sent me hurtling toward climax.
"I'm... gonna cum..."
Shluup... pop.
Suddenly the movement stopped. My cock, already climbing toward release, twitched and trembled.
She pulled off of me, and the warmth and soft comfort that had enveloped my cock gave way to a chill of open air.
"Uh...?"
Half in anguish, half in longing, I looked down—and Seohyun had already released my cock from her lips.
A sticky mixture of saliva and precum drooled from her lips and down her chin.
Then, brazenly, she wiped the trailing liquid with a fingertip and licked it into her mouth with a soft chup, gazing up at me with a foxlike smile.
"Master, you finally get to cum—wouldn't you rather release it somewhere far more pleasant? Like this..."
Sssk... tap.
Seohyun's skirt whispered down her bare legs and pooled on the floor.
Lying back, she hooked her finger into the side of her pink panties, pulled the fabric aside, and used her fingers to spread open the pink flesh hidden beneath.
"There's a perfectly good toilet right here. It'd be a waste not to use it."
At the sight of that spread-open hole, my cock—which had been trembling with unspent release—lifted its head and stiffened to full hardness.
The reason a cock exists is to sheathe itself inside a pussy and sow its seed. To ejaculate into a womb, to plant itself in an egg, to make a child. The place where a man's organ is most rightly used was quivering before me, as if begging me to fill it with the wellspring of pleasure it held.
"Don't worry, Master. Today's a safe day♥ ...Or what? Were you planning to get me pregnant?"
"Fucking hell..."
I knew it was a deliberate provocation, and I still couldn't let it slide. The rage boiling up in me, and the ache of the release I'd just been denied—my body had already hit its limit.
"Ahaha! You're angry, Master. So now you're going to punish this useless maid, aren't you—"
SLAM!!
My body, burning with excitement, lunged before I could stop myself, and I drove my rigid cock into that hole to the hilt in a single thrust.
"Hyaaah♥"
Her hips bucked upward, cutting her sentence off mid-word, and instead Seohyun grinned, her face drowning in bliss.
Something in it suggested she was mocking me for falling right into her trap—and that only made the anger surge hotter, made me shove my cock deeper still.
She came from penetration alone; her pussy was already soaked with climax, clamping down around my cock in a crushing vise.
I felt her nectar, overflowing with arousal, wrap my cock in scorching heat along with her walls, and for one blinding second I nearly came right then.
"Master... your eyes have gone all bloodshot. Scary."
"Shut up!"
Seohyun cupped my cheeks in both hands, playing the fool even as she provoked me. I snarled at her and slammed my hips forward.
Perhaps because it was my second time, there was no awkwardness in the motion—only the ferocity of a beast devoted entirely to hunting its own pleasure.
"Ahh... Master, you're forgiving this sinner of hers sins. Thank you, Master..."
Seohyun looked up into my face and smiled—happier than she had ever been—as a single line of tears slid down from beneath her unfocused eyes.
Following the tears into her pupils, I found them fogged over like mist. But looking deeper, deeper still—it was as though someone was trapped inside that prison called her eye, screaming.
Get me out of here—!!!
That's not me! That grotesque thing is not me...!!
So please... stop defiling me... the me that isn't me, this body... stop disgracing it...! Please...
It felt as though the trapped thing were shrieking and sobbing at me from within those eyes—but mocking that cry, I heedlessly discharged my pleasure into the body called Seohyun, staining that existence even further.
And at the thought of violating the being called Seohyun, exactly as I pleased, forever and ever after, my cock didn't soften in the slightest, even after release.
I want to become yours.