Making Her Submit On Air (19)
Jeong Min-ju's surrender had already left her lips, but Dong-hyun's ankle did not lift from her throat.
The air vanished from her lungs. Pain lanced through her neck as if the bone itself were about to snap.
"Ghhhk... s-spare..."
Her struggles to pry his ankle free grew weaker and weaker. The thrashing faded. Only then did his foot come away.
"Khahk... hhhah..."
Min-ju clutched her throat and coughed violently, gasping as breath finally returned. Dong-hyun drove a kick straight into her stomach.
Caught completely off guard in the middle of her coughing fit, she took the blow full-on with no chance to defend.
"Khuhk... why...?"
She had already surrendered. She couldn't understand why he was still attacking her.
"Don't get cocky. You still don't understand the position you're in, do you?"
The wager had been clear: if she lost, she would submit completely. Dong-hyun was pointing out that she had already forgotten that. But from Min-ju's perspective, losing a fight was one thing — actually surrendering her will was something else entirely. The idea simply wouldn't take root.
His foot came down on her again.
"Khahk..."
Only then did Min-ju drop to her knees.
"I'm sorry. I lost. Please forgive me."
The words did not come from genuine submission. They came from a grim determination to honor the terms of the bet and nothing more. This was a woman who had endured the agony of the collar — a little more pain was well within her tolerance. What she could not refuse was the wager that had secured Chu So-yeon's release.
In the end, proposing that bet had been the right call. Without it, Min-ju would never have bent, no matter what he did to her. Given enough time he could have broken her anyway — but time was the one thing Dong-hyun didn't have.
"Good. That's a little more like it. So you'll do whatever I tell you now?"
Min-ju bit down on her lip.
"I have a husband. Please... at least spare me that..."
Still on her knees, she bowed her head to the floor and begged.
"Really? You're married?"
She was a married woman. Dong-hyun was genuinely surprised. Yoon Jin-ju called her unni, and so did Chu So-yeon, so he'd figured she was a bit older — but looking at her, she could have passed for her early twenties.
"Yes."
"How old?"
"Thirty-four."
"Wow. You've got one hell of a baby face."
A man years younger than her was talking down to her like she was a child, but Min-ju was far too desperate to care about something like that.
"I'm begging you. Please."
"But that wasn't part of our bet, was it? Unconditional submission. And here you are making demands."
"But..."
"Enough. Get over here and suck my cock. I've been hard as a rock this whole time and it's driving me insane."
Dong-hyun cut her off and shoved his pants down, pulling out his fully erect cock. He'd been rock-hard since the fight started — watching that taut, athletic body bounce and flex had done it to him. And when she'd grabbed his ankle and begged for her life, that had only made it worse.
Min-ju's eyes went wide.
Th-that's... a man's cock? My husband's isn't anything like that...
It was nothing like any man she had ever seen. The sheer size of it stunned her.
"What are you staring at with your mouth hanging open? I said hurry up."
She was still frozen, so he prodded her again.
"Please... forgive me. I'll do anything else. Anything."
"Pffhahaha. Anything else? What exactly do you think you can do for me here?"
Min-ju hesitated. Back in the real world, there would have been plenty she could offer him. But here? She ransacked her mind and came up with nothing.
Dong-hyun stepped in close. His cock hovered right in front of her face. She still didn't move.
"Hah. You were so full of yourself a minute ago. Why the sudden cold feet? Fine. You won't keep your promise? Then I don't have to keep mine either. Discard Number Five."
A cold mechanical tone issued from Lee Seul-bi's collar.
Confirm discard?
The instant that lifeless machine voice spilled from her own collar, Seul-bi — who had been hanging back to the side — rushed forward and dropped to her knees in front of Dong-hyun.
"I'll... I'll do it... Please let me suck it. Please... I'm begging you."
Pride meant nothing in the face of her own life. She had thrown it away without a second thought.
"I didn't tell you to suck it. Bring Chu So-yeon over here too."
At his order, Won-seon dragged Chu So-yeon over and forced her to her knees as well.
"If that's your choice, I'll honor it. These two get discarded, and you get to service me whether you like it or not."
Min-ju's eyes trembled as she looked at Chu So-yeon and Seul-bi kneeling in front of her. He was right. Even if she refused to do it herself, there was no escaping him. In that case... wasn't it better to do it of her own accord?
"I was wrong. I'll do it. Please spare the girls."
At last, Min-ju's resolve cracked.
"Hmm. Fine. But you still need to be punished for not moving when I told you to."
"Shock Number Five five times. And Won-seon — take Chu So-yeon and give her a lesson. From now on, every time you don't listen, these two are the ones who suffer."
Seul-bi writhed as the electricity tore through her. Chu So-yeon was dragged off by Won-seon and beaten. Watching it happen, Min-ju edged closer and wrapped her hand around Dong-hyun's cock.
Then, little by little, she parted her lips and took the head into her mouth.
"Nnhh... your mouth's warm."
Her tongue and lips were incredibly soft. She swallowed him down, wrapping that velvet tongue around his shaft and sucking. This was not the work of a first-timer.
"You do this for your husband a lot, huh? You're pretty good."
Min-ju didn't answer. She just kept sucking.
"Shock Number Five five times."
He flicked a glance at Won-seon. The beating started up again.
"I-I'm sorry."
She understood immediately — they were being punished because she hadn't answered him.
"I always did it before we had sex. He asked for it."
"Ever swallowed his cum?"
"Never. Absolutely not."
"That so? Then this'll be your first time. You should feel honored."
Humiliation locked her throat. She couldn't answer. Then Seul-bi and Chu So-yeon cried out again, and she flinched hard.
"Dumber than I thought. I told you to answer every question I ask."
"I-I'm sorry. If you give me your cum, I'll swallow it all. Happily."
She said it, then went back to sucking him with renewed desperation. The sensation was more than satisfying. Dong-hyun moved to the bed and lay down. Min-ju followed, never taking her mouth off his cock.
"Seul-bi."
"Yes!"
After being shocked so many times already, Seul-bi answered with the snap of a soldier at attention.
"Does it hurt when you get shocked?"
"Yes... it does..."
"Min-ju's being an idiot and that's why you're in pain. Doesn't that piss you off?"
"N-not really..."
Seul-bi's voice was quiet. She really did seem to be a kind soul by nature. She was being tortured for something that wasn't even her fault — most people would have resented Min-ju for it. She didn't.
"Heh. Sweet girl. You'll still do what I tell you, though?"
"Yes! I will!"
Seul-bi answered without hesitation.
"Good. Get behind Min-ju and eat her pussy."
"Wh-what?!"
"Shock Number Five five times. Don't make me say things twice."
"I-I understand."
The moment the current stopped, Seul-bi scrambled behind Min-ju, grabbed her ass, and spread her open. Then she drove her tongue into Min-ju's pussy and started licking with everything she had.
"Nnhhhh..."
Seul-bi's tongue burrowed into her, working her over, and Min-ju's mouth froze for a split second. A girl years younger than her was eating her out, and the stimulation hitting her from behind sent a wave of raw shame crashing through her.
Dong-hyun flicked her in the head.
"You paying attention to me or not?"
"Haaahn... I'm sorry..."
Whether Min-ju reacted or not, Seul-bi's tongue didn't stop. It moved like it was possessed. She had never put her mouth on another woman in her life, and she was still doing an alarmingly good job — because every shock Dong-hyun had given her had burned one single thought into her skull: do not get shocked again.
Min-ju had already come once with Yu-min. Time had dulled the edge a little, but she was still painfully sensitive. She endured the assault from behind and never stopped sucking Dong-hyun's cock.
Wet, greedy sounds filled the room as she worked him. Pleasure bloomed between her legs at the same time, and a strange feeling crept over her — as if the act of sucking him off was itself the source of the pleasure. Worse, his cock actually tasted good, and that confused her even more.
She sucked, then used her tongue to lick along the shaft, then lifted him with her hand and took his balls into her mouth too.
"Nnhh... that's good."
If she had to do this anyway, Min-ju decided, she would do it properly and get it over with as fast as possible. She sucked his balls, then went back to tormenting the head with her tongue, then swallowed him down to the base and sucked hard.
"Nnhhhh... I'm gonna come...!"
Her sudden enthusiasm pushed him over the edge. He came. Min-ju swallowed every drop without hesitation — she was not about to get anyone else punished again.
It was humiliating. It was infuriating. She had never once imagined a situation where she would be sucking a stranger's cock and swallowing his cum. Doing it filled her with self-loathing.
Huh? Then why does it taste good...?