The Lesson Continues
I got scolded. Because I didn't even follow that simple, easy command to just wait quietly in the room. Because I wanted to be scolded like this, I completely ignored Master’s order. And so, quite naturally, I was thoroughly scolded by my furious Master.
"Huu… hu…."
…I really thought I was going to break. Thump, thump, thuuump…. To shove that massive thing entirely into my body, to keep hammering away and creating space as if crushing my womb even when there was no room left—was he trying to kill me or what? I only survived because I’ve spent nearly ten years doing image training about being raped all night by a forearm-sized cock; if I weren't that kind of woman, I might have gone into shock and died already. For example, like… that Su-a-chan right in front of me?
"…I’m going to pull your hair, just a little?"
"…Ugh…."
Just a moment ago, he was ramming into me like I was an onahole without a single word like that, but now he’s asking Su-a-chan so gently before making her perform fellatio. Far from feeling bitter about that fact, I lay slumped over the sofa, spraying aeki out of my gaping, twitching hole. …Even though I’d been treated like an onahole rather than a girlfriend until just now, I was leaking stickily as if I wanted to be penetrated even more. On one hand, I felt ecstatic, as if I were a happy, abandoned stray dog.
"……Ugh…. Phuh…. ……."
Slurp, glug. Right next to me, the sound of Su-a-chan swallowing something deep in her throat echoed repeatedly. Every time it happened, Seo Woojin’s thick cock would twitch and pulse, growing and shrinking subtly like a pump, while he tugged firmly on Su-a-chan’s hair as if telling her to swallow deeper. And I could see Su-a-chan, her cheeks puffed out to the brim, chewing and swallowing in rhythm with the sounds. She was still furrowing her brows as if the taste of the semen was disgusting, yet her tail was wagging back and forth as if she were happy. Watching her swallow the semen while her throat bobbed repeatedly, I slumped onto the sofa, feeling like I was melting away.
Truth be told, by my standards, it’s still a bit lacking…. But I suppose she just barely crossed the threshold. I had hoped that if I thoroughly educated her until she became a twisted bitch who knew nothing but cocks—despite being a virgin—and then offered her to Master, he would be pleased, but this fresh, innocent look is quite a turn-on in its own way, isn't it? From Master’s perspective, there’s a certain pleasure in teaching her one by one.
…Anyway, I’ve shown Su-a-chan, who used to pursue being a "sex partner who doesn't have sex," just how good sex that feels like being raped can be. Today’s events will surely remain etched somewhere in her memory, tormenting her every single day. So, for today, I’ll leave it at that….
"……?"
…Eh. Wait a second. Hey, Seo Woojin. Where are you dragging me by the wrist all of a sudden….
Honestly speaking, I think the house itself is kept fairly tidy. It’s not because I’m the type who lives a neat and organized life, but because a cleaning service comes by every week. They clear away the liquor bottles I’ve left here and there, wipe up the alcohol I’ve accidentally spilled, and even run the vacuum cleaner, which I haven't even used five times myself. So, it’s usually quite clean….
…But.
"……."
At the threshold of the bedroom. Seo Woojin paused there for a moment, glanced back at me, and let out a faint sigh. Seeing the floor in front of the door covered in aeki, he probably realized I’d been kneeling here, pressing my ear against the door to listen to the sounds outside while masturbating. It was a sigh that seemed to say exactly that.
…So what? It’s your fault for letting me hear such arousing sounds from the living room. Blegh. Can’t I masturbate while listening to you teach someone fellatio outside? Can’t I masturbate while listening to an innocent girl who doesn't know much about this stuff say, "I, I want to be your sex partner"? If you don't like that I bit my fingers instead of your cock and groaned while masturbating, then go ahead and scold me plenty on the bed again. Hehehe…. Oh, but is "biting" (kkopda) the right way to use that Korean word? …Well, it’s probably fine. What does that matter? I don't know.
Seo Woojin soon turned his head and took a half-step, stretching his stride to avoid stepping on the floor. Because I was being dragged by the wrist by him, I stepped firmly on the aeki that was drying on the floor. It felt good, in a way, as if my pride was being directly trampled upon. I wonder if this is how I’d feel if Seo Woojin shoved a phone with a red "REC" icon in my face and told me to declare myself a toilet with my own mouth. If he’s planning on making me do something like that, I’d rather he just do it now….
If I say all those things when I’ve become an affectionate, clingy cat instead of a mischievous cat who pretends to be drunk because she wants to be scolded, wouldn't he be even more turned on when he eventually fucks me again once I’m sober and pretending to have blacked out? Like, "This kuso-bitch, she only knew how to have big-cock sex when she was drunk, but she hates it when she’s sober…." …"I want to fuck her until she’s sober after we drink together," or something like that? Something like that.
"Lie down. Get up there."
"…Since we did it lying face down just now, this time we’re lying on our backs?"
"That’s one reason. …It’s more convenient to show her that way. If you lie face down, you’ll just bury your face in the pillow and moan, won't you?"
"Her…. Ah."
The slipperiness and stickiness remaining on the soles of my feet were transferred all over the bedroom floor for a moment. When I glanced back, I saw Su-a-chan stepping gingerly on the floor, looking bewildered. I had been having bad thoughts while trampling all over the place. The innocent virgin can only think something like, "What is this?" …Even as a woman, it’s incredibly arousing, honestly…. Haa….
"Then, well, there’s still plenty of semen left, up to a liter…. …We’ll have to do it at least a few dozen more times. Sex."
"Take it easy. She might actually believe you."
"…Why? It’s not exactly a lie."
My cock, still stiff and engorged with blood. My semen sacs, still bubbling as if boiling. Glancing at them, I crawled onto the bed and pulled the pillow over. It’s subtly uncomfortable if my hair gets pressed under my body, so I wrapped it around one hand and flopped down. And then.
"Hey, Su-a-chan."
"…Y-yes?"
"Here. Won't you come over next to me?"
I called Su-a-chan to the bed—she who had followed me of her own volition but was busy fidgeting with her fingertips while hiding behind me, and who stood there with her ears perked up in panic the moment she was singled out.
"I, I didn't come here with the intention of having sex…."
"I know. I know. It’s just, it’s better to watch from right next to us than from far away, isn't it?"
"I’m not trying to watch…. That… I-internal ejaculation is dangerous, so I thought I’d stay by your side and drink it when you’re about to ejaculate…."
"Then it’s even better if you’re right next to me. If you’re far away…. I might just shoot it all inside me, you know?"
"……."
Easy. So easy. Look at her, hesitating and then coming over to lie down the moment I throw her a decent excuse. Well, it’s not like she could have no interest in sex after watching the kind of sex we just had right next to her. Besides, I’d recommended all those manga books, carefully selecting only ones where the woman is helplessly ravished…, and her friend right next to her had actually buried her face in the sofa backrest and climaxed while leaking aeki after being rammed hard? I guarantee it, she’ll definitely spend the whole night masturbating to today’s events as soon as she gets home. Like when I first learned to masturbate, she’s bound to search for words like "Rape" on some secret site. Hehehe…. Though, that’s censored, so it won't come up with normal methods.
"In that case, I’ll have to use this as a pillow. I usually use it to hug while I sleep, but…."
"…Ah, you don't really have to worry about me…."
"I don't want to? I want to use it for you? If I could, I’d even bring the massager from the bathroom…."
"N-n-no need!"
They say a strong denial is a strong affirmation. When I was learning Korean, I wondered what kind of expression that was, but right now, it seems to fit perfectly. Even though Su-a is speaking as if she’s angry, her body is lying obediently on the bed, isn't it? …As if she wants to see me and Seo Woojin have sex as soon as possible. Yes. Yes. Then, I, who want to be loved by Master, have no choice but to give in a little. Smiling brightly at Su-a, I inserted my V-shaped index and middle fingers between my thighs, which I had folded while crawling up, and… blinked a greeting to the cock that had crushed my womb several times just moments ago, spreading my aeki-covered crack.
"…There. Please ravish me, Teacher."
"……."
"……."
When he was a cute, aspiring villain, it was "Hey." After he left the villain party saying, "Live well," it was "Seo Woojin." After he started blackmailing me with photos, it was "Asshole." Now, it’s "Teacher." I looked up at Seo Woojin, who had begun to cast a shadow over my body after picking up a title that appeared frequently in the manga genres I enjoyed, and grinned. Seeing as he didn't say anything more after asking why I was using honorifics earlier, he must like it well enough now. Well, if a girl whispers "Teacher" to a man, it sounds like he’s brought a student over to lie down and ravish her. …Imagining what word might be attached before "student" is, of course, a man’s freedom. Oh, of course, I can only think of the word "Academy student." Korean words like "high school student" are too difficult, so I haven't studied them yet.
"…If you have the energy to say weird things, spread your legs properly."
"Why? If I fold my legs like this, does it not go in because it’s too tight?"
"Yo, Yozora…."
"I don't really care. It’s not like it won't go in just because of that position. …It’s just that it would be burdensome for you, the one receiving it, that’s all."
"…I don't really care either. I like positions that are burdensome. …Like ekiben, or breeding press."
"Eki…? Br-breeding…?"
The honorifics were very awkward since we usually only use casual speech. However, thanks to all the image training I’ve done, the honorifics flowed out like a mountain stream. The honorifics emitted like that reached the very edge of the limit. …Phew, Seo Woojin let out an inexplicable sigh and eventually gathered my legs and flipped them to one side.
"……."
He occupied the space as if covering me, restrained me as if to bind me, pinned both my wrists to the bed, and then the muscles near my collarbone twitched.
"Slurp…. Phah…."
…He slowly intertwined his tongue, which also smelled of alcohol, with my tongue, which must clearly reek of alcohol.
"…Hehe…. You’re terrible at kissing…. Should I teach you a little? It’s not something you can do just by mixing tongues recklessly like when you’re ramming your cock in…."
"……."
"Hick…."
He thrust his cock, slick with Su-a-chan’s saliva, into my narrow hole, which was already soaked with nothing but lewd aeki, as if he were going to ram it in. Even though Su-a-chan, who was lying next to us, was watching while rubbing her thighs, thinking we wouldn't notice, he didn't care at all. …I, who had been trying to shake off the suffocating embarrassment by forcing myself to talk a lot, gripped the bedsheets, shook my body, and let out bitch-like gasps until—
Thrust…. Master’s massive cock pierced my small body and began to crush my womb. …With the intention of, truly, breaking me.