The 20,000 Won Sex Toy
Cheol-gyu Lee still remembered the Christmas gift he'd received. It was a transforming robot called Earth Warrior X-Guard. He couldn't recall exactly why he'd wanted it so badly, but he remembered throwing a three-day tantrum to his parents, begging for it. Then, on Christmas morning, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, there it was, presented right in front of him. He'd prayed endlessly to Santa Claus, vowing to live a good life. And now, that same joy from back then was resurrecting itself.
"Haa... haa! Come here, you filthy slut...!"
It was the pure, innocent thrill of finally possessing a toy he'd desperately craved—just like when he was a kid. Of course, it wasn't like he'd earned it by being good or anything...
"Hng... mmph...."
"Heuk... heuk."
The gift adult Cheol-gyu had received was his cousin's body—a plaything he could use like a toy.
In doggy position, as he thrust into his cousin's pussy, Cheol-gyu grabbed a fistful of her long, silky black hair with one hand. It felt just like reins in his grip. He yanked it hard.
"Kgh!"
She didn't bolt forward like a horse, but with a groan, her whole head jerked back toward him. In the hazy mirror, her face twisted in pain and humiliation, satisfying his sadistic urges. He shoved his fingers into her mouth without asking.
"Wub...!"
The soft tongue inside instinctively tried to push out the intruder, gliding over his fingers in a way that felt incredible. Of course, he started with two fingers, then three, then four... stuffing her small mouth fuller and fuller, forcing her pretty lips wide until her throat was visible in the mirror.
"Gheuk...!"
Her mouth pried open, drool spilling out like a filthy mess. His fingers had no pleasure nerves, so it wasn't about physical sensation for him—it was the force. The sex itself was already coercive, but cramming fingers down her throat to make her drool proved his dominance. The power to toy with someone else's body however he pleased. It went beyond mere cock stimulation; it was psychological conquest that drove him wild.
"Haaa... haa... fuck, you bitch... so goddamn delicious..."
And her eyes—filled with humiliation and fear, yet powerless to resist. That helpless expression in the mirror was pure stimulation. Savoring it, Cheol-gyu gripped her hair with both hands and yanked even harder.
"Kgh...! Ah, it hurts!"
Her head snapped back fully, neck arching to the breaking point, face forced toward the ceiling. Now he could look down at her directly. Her tear-glazed, contorted face made him lose it.
"Haa... haa... let's kiss."
"Mmph...! Mmm...!"
Cheol-gyu's "kiss" wasn't a light peck. He stuck out his tongue and licked her face like a dog.
"Hngh...! S-stop... m-my makeup... it's smearing..."
Yeon-woo Lee, confident in her bare face, usually only needed a touch of blush and lipstick. But this was about humiliation, so despite her protests, his tongue roamed relentlessly: over her furrowed eyelids, down her tear-streaked cheeks, across her moaning lips, along her nose bridge and nostrils, the philtrum, sweat-slick forehead, earlobes, nape... coating every inch in saliva like he was claiming his toy, marking it as his.
Only when he was satisfied did he pull back, smacking his lips as he admired her terrified expression.
"Haa... haa... your face tastes so good, sis..."
"Hngh... p-pervert..."
"Heh... yeah, I'm a pervert."
He was. No denying it. He'd lived as a total loner, but his sex drive was insanely strong—way beyond normal guys his age. He'd devoured porn, hentai, every twisted medium out there. All that unspent lust, piled up from indirect experiences, had fermented into a reeking mass of perverted desires.
"You're a sex toy submitting to this pervert... got it?"
"....!"
"My toy, so I'll use you however I want. Don't you dare puke, bitch..."
"Hngh....!"
Of course, all this happened mid-doggy, so Yeon-woo endured the perverse humiliation while her lower belly throbbed from the relentless 17.5cm monster pounding her—pain... no, pain and forced pleasure crashing together.
Slap! Squelch! Slap! Squish!
"Haht... ughk... mmph!"
Every forward thrust crammed the thick, long banana-cock deep, battering her cervix, folding her G-spot, shoving her womb aside—then as he pulled back, the girthy shaft and hooked glans scraped everything on the way out. Her clit root, connected midway down like a male glans along the urethra line, got brutally raked—
"Haaahk... hnggggh...!"
—making her plump ass jiggle like slime, her body trembling in tiny shudders.
"Kgh.... ugh...."
Veins bulged on her neck as she bit down to stifle moans, the overwhelming pleasure injected forcibly.
"Heuk... hauk..."
"Haa... haa... you're loving it, huh, sis? Getting fucked by your little bro at cram school..."
"Haa... haaa... y-you're too big..."
After each cycle, her body went limp, drained and melted... but then—
"Look. See what your face looks like right now."
—her hair yanked violently again, forcing her head up to face the mirror. Between her spread legs, the ugly little monkey boy's repulsive dick buried to the hilt, pussy juices drooling down her thighs, inner legs glistening slick.
"Ahh...."
And the worst was her expression. Blackmailed by her cousin into this secluded warehouse for rape... mouth agape with drool leaking, eyes half-rolled back like she was high as fuck, blank and dazed. Stunned by her own vulgar transformation—thud!!—Cheol-gyu's rock-hard cock slammed extra deep, shoving her womb up.
"---Gheuk..."
Air whooshed from her lungs, the last shreds of reason evaporating.
"Haa... haa... s-stop..."
"Heuk... heuk... no."
No more whines about hating it—smack!!
"Ah...! It hurts..."
Slap! Smack! Ass, lower belly, outer thighs. Even mid-thrust, his palm flew, blooming sharp pain across her skin, red handprints rising delayed.
Yeon-woo knew it too. Spankings made her pussy clench instinctively, giving guys massive pleasure... which led to more spanks, more pain. And her dumb maso-pussy got even dumber pleasure from the pain, milking harder in a vicious cycle...
"Hnggh... hngk..."
"Heuk... heuk... heuk... fuck, too good... shit... shoulda fucked you sooner, you bitch in heat."
Cheol-gyu was clearly the one raping her by force. But ironically, her devouring tightness made him feel squeezed dry like toothpaste in a tube.
Cheol-gyu couldn't hold out long either. The extreme mental and physical stimulation had his dick throbbing painfully after so long erect. At 163cm with a 17.5cm monster, prolonged erection made blood rush dizzily.
Unable to endure— he reached forward, monkey-grabbing her massive G-cup tits like bananas, squeezing with all his might.
"Ah!... Hurts... aaa!"
"Shh. Fuck, others'll hear...! Quiet!"
"...Ahk... euk...! Hngh...!"
Snapping at her cow-like moans mixing pain and pleasure, he kept crushing her tits, pistoning his hips fast. Soft fatty flesh filled his hands; he milked them like a cow, squeezing and releasing in rhythm, ramping to full throttle for the finish.
"Hngh... ughk... ah!"
The forward pressure and electric jolt from his abdomen buckled Yeon-woo's trembling knees; she collapsed forward with a splat.
"Ah...!!"
She barely kept from fully face-planting... but hands and knees hit the filthy, year-ungleaned dusty floor. She grimaced.
"Haa... haa... w-wait...! G-get up..."
"Fuck...! Stay put...! Heuk, heuk..."
Climax cresting, pre-orgasm, Cheol-gyu didn't want interruption. He pinned her struggling form, forcing all-fours bitch position, then thud! thud! thud!—hammering her pussy like a mallet on an anvil, flesh-smacking viciously.
"Fuck... haa... haa! Gonna cum, sis...!"
"Ah... ah, ah, ah...! Aht...!"
Her perfect onahole cousin pussy, plush and squishy inside. Kneeling on cold concrete, he gripped her huge tits like handles—
"Kgh....!"
—a final grunt, slamming deep, flooding her depths with thick cum.
Ah... fucking kills...
The spark of total female conquest exploded in his brain...
I was raped by my relative Cheol-gyu in the warehouse... forced to my knees like a dog on the filthy dusty floor... creampied against my will. He grabbed my breasts and milked them while pounding so hard my cervix throbbed...
So... so humiliating and shameful... but my body betrayed me again, cumming on its own...
I knew the floor was dusty, but my strength failed, and I collapsed forward anyway...
"....Haa... haa."
The forced pleasure faded... strength gone, emptiness crashing in, I lay there panting face-down. Utter exhaustion—not a finger could twitch.
Then Cheol-gyu recovered first, patting my ass. His voice softer now, like he'd wrung every last drop of pleasure from me...
"Hoo... hoo... fuck, that was amazing... shit... haa... good job, sis."
"...."
"Here."
But contrary to the soft tone, to the end he wanted to humiliate me... he tossed something at my face.
Thud—two light sheets of paper, like leaves. 20,000 won.
As per the sex slave contract... used as his sex toy for a measly 20,000 won.
"Your pussy fee as promised. Earned 20k—nice, right?"
"...."
"Used you good~"
A single tear fell...