Breaking Her On Stream (9)
Dong-hyun strode into the room and barked at the two women to strip. Running into Lee Su-hyun right before he'd walked through the door had left him in a foul mood.
A pair of arms closed around him from behind, soft and warm. Something had been boiling in his chest — a simmering, wordless rage — but the moment those arms wrapped around him, it began to fade. He glanced back. Gyeoul was holding him.
"Please don't let it bother you so much. Master is walking his own path, after all."
She held him as if she understood every last feeling in his heart, wrapping him in a warmth that settled deep. Dong-hyun treated women without mercy and broke them into submission, yet here he was, finding comfort in those very same women. It felt like reclaiming, if only a fraction, the love his mother had never given him.
He turned and pulled Gyeoul into his arms, kissing her.
"Thanks. You snapped me out of it."
"But... why did you set me free?"
It was the question Gyeoul had been wanting to ask all this time.
"Because I trust you. Slave or not, I knew you'd never betray me."
Gyeoul had no idea that Dong-hyun had freed her because he trusted the System — but his sweet words made her squirm, a bashful little smile spreading across her face.
Behind him, the two women mid-undress stared in bewilderment at the sudden sweetness unfolding in front of them.
"What are you doing? Strip. Now."
At Dong-hyun's threat, both women scrambled to get their clothes off. Their bodies were dazzling.
The larger of the two looked to stand a full six feet, even as a woman, her thighs and arms ridged with flushed, powerful muscle. She had a large chest, but the muscle beneath made her breasts look firm — almost hard.
Standing fully naked before a man, her face burned crimson. Dong-hyun stepped close and ran his hands over her body. She flinched at every touch.
"What's your name?"
"Lee Won-seon."
"Ah... Won-seon. You work out?"
"Yes. I'm a women's bodybuilding competitor."
"No wonder. That body is insane. Impressive."
"Thank you."
Won-seon flushed slightly at the compliment. Dong-hyun turned his head toward Cho Yu-min.
True to her reputation as a fitness YouTuber, her body was sculpted tight. Beyond that, her waist cinched in sharply and her ass sat high and lifted.
Her full breasts rose and fell with every breath. Even among every woman he'd ever seen, this physique ranked in the top class.
"Damn... a body worth a hundred million to kidnap, huh?"
Dong-hyun grabbed her breast. The springy elasticity filled his palm.
"Hnnngh..."
"Won-seon?"
"Y-yes! Yes!"
Lee Won-seon had been staring blankly. She jumped at his call.
"Get dressed."
Dong-hyun had Won-seon put her clothes back on. She assumed he'd told her to dress because her body looked worthless next to Cho Yu-min's.
During the game, Won-seon hadn't taken Dong-hyun's side. She'd played it as hard as she could — she'd wanted to kill Cho Yu-min, but she'd been too afraid. Now they were both slaves, and if Cho Yu-min ended up pleasing Dong-hyun more, Won-seon would drop to the bottom of the hierarchy, and Yu-min would torment her all over again. But she had no choice but to obey. Once she was dressed, she took her place at Dong-hyun's side again.
"Won-seon. What did you and Yu-min do yesterday?"
"S-sir? I... that's..."
Won-seon's body trembled as yesterday came flooding back. She looked terrified. Whatever she'd endured, it had been brutal.
"Ah, never mind. I'm giving you permission to torment Yu-min. Pay her back exactly the way she treated you yesterday."
"R-really? hic..."
Won-seon burst into tears. The chance to avenge the humiliation — the violation of her dignity — came crashing over her in a wave of raw emotion.
Yu-min listened to the exchange and went pale. The thought of receiving exactly what she'd dished out yesterday made her knees go weak.
Won-seon wiped her tears, closed the distance, and drove a kick into Cho Yu-min's gut.
"Ghk!!!"
The blow launched her backward. She hit the floor and rolled. The power behind that kick was staggering.
"You fucking bitch! You're dead. That pose you made me hold yesterday? Get in it."
Cho Yu-min lay on the floor clutching her stomach, unable to get up. Won-seon looked at her, then at Dong-hyun.
"Master. She's not listening."
"That so? Shock, level one."
"Gyaaaaaagh!!!!"
At Won-seon's word, Dong-hyun punished Yu-min on the spot. It was her first taste of the shock. She clutched her throat and thrashed.
"You getting up or not?"
Won-seon snapped at her again, and Cho Yu-min lurched to her feet. Then she dropped into a horse stance, legs spread wide, and pulled her pussy open for display.
"Pffft! One shock and she's already in position. How's it feel? Holding that pose?"
Won-seon mocked her. Yu-min, burning with humiliation, said nothing.
Thwack!
A kick drove straight up between her legs.
"Guhhh!!!"
A woman feels just as much agony as a man when she's struck between the legs.
"Oh? Not holding the pose?"
Yu-min scrambled back into position.
"I'll ask again. How does this pose feel?"
"It's an honor to show Miss Won-seon my pussy. Please use it however you like."
Yu-min said it with her face burning red. Those were the exact words Won-seon had been forced to say to her the night before.
Won-seon smiled and stepped in. Her fingers shoved into Yu-min's dry pussy.
"Hnnnph..."
Won-seon's fingers pumped in and out, rough and unrelenting.
"Ahhhngh..."
The fingers digging into her drew a pained moan. But as they kept moving, wetness began to seep out, little by little.
"You like it when a woman does you, don't you?"
"Nngh... I don't..."
"You go around preaching that women are superior to men, you won't even look at a guy, but you love getting eaten out by a woman? And you're talking down to me?"
Won-seon pulled her fingers out, grabbed a fistful of Yu-min's pubic hair, and ripped it out.
"AAAAAGH!!!"
The pain shattered her stance. Won-seon glanced at Dong-hyun, and he shocked Yu-min again. The shock hurt worse than having her hair ripped out. She snapped back into position.
"What? You ripped all my hair out like this, and now that it's happening to you, you can't take it?"
"I... I'm... I'm sorry..."
Honorifics finally came out of Yu-min's mouth.
"Get yourself wet. If you don't, you're the one who'll suffer."
Won-seon's fingers plunged back into her.
Schlick... schlick...
Wetness began to spill from inside Yu-min, more and more.
"I don't know any fancy finger techniques. I'll just jam them in however I want, so you figure out how to feel it. Got it?"
"Yes.... hnnngh..."
"Hah... just thinking about how I came on this bitch's fingers makes me so fucking ashamed."
Cho Yu-min had always seemed to prefer women over men. She knew how to work a woman's body, which was why Won-seon had apparently climaxed on Yu-min's fingers more than once.
"Look at this bitch's face. You into this?"
"Hnnnngh..."
Won-seon's fingers pumped back and forth. Even with those crude, clumsy movements, Yu-min's face was flushed and heated.
"Looking at your face is making me sick. Get over here and suck my pussy."
Won-seon lay back on the bed. Yu-min approached and pulled down her pants, then spread Won-seon's legs and put her tongue to her pussy, licking.
"Hnnph... ah... this bitch... she's actually good at this... hnnnngh..."
Dong-hyun had told her to discipline Yu-min, but instead Won-seon was panting, falling under the spell of Yu-min's skill.
"What the hell are you two doing? Shock, level one. Shock, level two."
They were shocked mid-act, Yu-min's mouth still on Won-seon's pussy — and fluid sprayed from Won-seon.
"I told you to discipline her and you're the one getting off?"
"Nngh... I'm sorry..."
This was about the limit, honestly. For an ordinary person, turning someone into a slave and tormenting them wasn't as easy as it sounded.
"Hah... Won-seon, you stand back and watch. I'll show you how it's done."
At Dong-hyun's word, Lee Won-seon stepped back.
"Cho Yu-min. Come here."
Yu-min started walking toward him — then clutched her throat and collapsed. Dong-hyun had hit her with a shock.
"Ghhhnnn..."
Yu-min stared at him, completely lost as to why.
"You coming or not?"
"I'm... going... GHHHHH!!"
She was mid-answer when another shock dropped her. She scrambled up and started toward him again, figuring she hadn't moved fast enough — so even through the haze she hurried, and all she got was another shock.
After four shocks in a row, her strength gave out. She couldn't stand, so she started crawling. She didn't want to be shocked again.
"That's it. Crawl like a dog. Who the hell do you think you are, walking around like a person?"
Only then did Dong-hyun give her the answer — why she'd been shocked. Years of YouTube streaming had made Yu-min sharp. She caught on fast. She crawled toward him as quickly as she could, then started taking off his pants.
"Shock, level one."
"GYAAAAAGH!!!"
Yu-min sprawled on the floor again.
"You ever seen a dog use its hands? Do it right."
"Nnnngh..."
Even through the haze, she strained to pull his pants down with her mouth. She managed the pants, but the tight underwear wouldn't come down so easily with just her teeth. Tears were already streaming down Cho Yu-min's face. A wreck, she whimpered and strained — making actual puppy-whimpers, putting on a desperate little show of affection for Dong-hyun.
Even twisted in pain, Yu-min's face was strikingly beautiful. Dong-hyun's hand went to her head of its own accord. He stroked her hair and pulled his underwear down with his other hand.
Dong-hyun's cock sprang free and slapped against Yu-min's face. For a split second, disgust flickered across her expression — but it was so brief Dong-hyun didn't catch it.