Chapter 8
Chapter 8
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 8
Chapter Title: It's Only Natural to Clean My Male Master's Cock
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◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The fear Yoon Do-hwa felt was different from yesterday's.
She despised herself for deriving pleasure and joy from such acts.
She loathed the sense of pride and satisfaction she'd felt after swallowing every last drop of semen.
"Today, I'd like Do-hwa-ssi to move on her own."
But Combatant No. 505 had no reason to care about her emotions.
To him, she was still just a female who hadn't been fully tamed.
"Just face me and sit right down on my cock, then start moving. Not hard, right?"
"Ughhh..."
Do-hwa's body obeyed Combatant No. 505's command without the slightest hesitation.
On the king-sized, plush bed.
A penis as thick and long as a forearm radiated scorching heat and thick pheromones.
She shifted her damp panties aside just enough to expose her slit,
and carefully straddled Combatant No. 505.
'If I put something like this in from this position... my belly might tear apart...'
She worried that shoving a monstrous thing like that inside might rip her open.
But contrary to her fears, her crotch was already drooling sticky love juices, fully prepared for insertion.
"Haa... haa..."
Unlocking a door with its key was the most natural thing in the world.
- Squelchhh♥
"Hngggaaahh?!♥♥"
Do-hwa's body impaled itself on his cock, taking it deep into her pussy of its own accord.
"Kuhk...♥ Huuu...♥"
Not even half his length had entered—barely as much as she'd swallowed earlier.
Yet she felt far more intense pain than yesterday's insertion.
Unlike when she'd bent at the waist for a smooth, gradual slide-in,
this time, the tip slammed straight into her cervix with brutal force, crushing her insides.
"Huu... huuu..."
- Squelch...♥ Squiiiish...♥ Plap...♥
Do-hwa steadied her breathing as best she could and rocked her hips and ass in the most comfortable position possible.
"Hnggg?!♥ Uwaaaah♥♥ Th-this♥ Knggg!!♥♥"
But the cock plunging straight down vertically rendered her efforts futile.
Even without half of it inside, her womb felt crushed.
Her belly felt not just full, but on the verge of bursting.
In their first fuck, his pistoning had given her brief respites every few seconds,
but now, if she didn't keep moving, her womb might get smashed flat.
- Squelch♥ Plap♥ Stab♥ Pwaang♥
The wrinkles of her vaginal walls clamped down greedily on every vein of his shaft, ramping up the pressure.
In response, his cock hammered her cervix relentlessly.
To avoid breaking, she had to keep moving at that pace.
The more she fucked, the worse her heat got instead of improving,
and the sensation of her womb and pussy being ravaged slowly shifted from pain to pleasure.
"Haat♥ Anggg♥ Ugrrr♥♥"
- Squelch♥ Squelch♥ Squish♥ Tzup♥ Squelch♥
Every lift of her hips ground her walls against his cock, flooding her with massive dopamine hits,
and every drop smashed her womb's entrance, delivering even greater ecstasy that zapped her brain.
She moved faster and faster, craving more of that pleasure.
'This is insane. The heat's effects are showing this much already.'
Combatant No. 505 seemed surprised by her frenzied motions too.
He'd only ordered her to move herself,
yet she rode him with genuine passion, like she was desperate to milk out his semen.
"Ngaaah♥ Ohoot♥ Oooh♥♥ Gaaah♥ Haaaaah♥"
"Kruuuh..."
- Bluuuuurshhh♥♥♥
Fresh semen surged deep inside once more, lodged in her womb and ravaging it mercilessly.
- Pssshhh♥
"Hnggggaaaah?!♥♥ Angggaaaah♥♥"
The scorching semen blasting straight into her womb brought supreme pleasure.
Female Yoon Do-hwa let out a cat-like yowl as she climaxed.
- Glurk♥ Glurk♥ Glurk♥ Glurk♥
Semen filled her womb to the brim until the pressure pushed his cock back out,
and her belly began to bulge like she was pregnant.
The round, swollen tummy sloshed audibly with the cum packed inside.
Only after ejaculating for a good long while did Combatant No. 505 rise from the bed and pull out.
- Sluuuuurp... Pop♥
"Huu."
"Hehe...♥ Aheee...♥"
The bed sheets were a mess of love juices and semen leaking from Do-hwa's pussy and womb.
The hotel room hung heavy with the CO2 from ragged breaths and the heat of sex, muggy and stifling.
Combatant No. 505 wiped the sweat from his forehead.
And before his eyes, the Corruption System displayed a few new messages.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Yoon Do-hwa absorbs owner Ha Si-yoon's semen, rapidly increasing Corruption Level.] [Status: Imprint Stage 1 (Corruption Level 100%)] ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Imprint Stage 1 Corruption Level fully satisfied.] [Imprint evolves to the next stage: Stage 2.] Once from her throat-glucking fellatio,
and once from the cowgirl pistoning sex.
Combatant No. 505's two heavy ejaculations had maxed out Stage 1 Imprint's Corruption Level at 100%.
The Corruption System—or just System for short—sent him a few guidance messages.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Imprint has evolved to Stage 2.] [New commands available: 'Sensory Manipulation', 'Perception Alteration'.] The Imprint had evolved to Stage 2, along with new commands: Sensory Manipulation and Perception Alteration.
"Does it usually rise this smoothly?"
He wondered if Imprint Corruption Levels were supposed to go up this easily.
'Semen absorption rapidly increases Corruption Level.'
Recalling that message, he could guess why it had spiked so fast.
Making her swallow every drop after the blowjob, plus multiple creampies—probably the reason.
He nodded to himself, convinced.
Sensory Manipulation and Perception Alteration.
He could hardly believe he was gaining such convenient, powerful abilities after just a few fucks.
Even after enjoying her body-control commands to the fullest up till now.
'Hmm...'
Combatant No. 505 pondered for a moment.
How best to use those two abilities?
Like a kid who'd always begged his parents for snacks or toys,
now agonizing over what to buy with holiday cash.
He furrowed his brow, deep in serious thought.
"Alright. That's it."
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Target: Applying Sensory Manipulation to Yoon Do-hwa.] [Yoon Do-hwa will henceforth perceive owner Ha Si-yoon's scent and semen as an insanely sweet aroma.] ⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙ [Target: Applying Perception Alteration to Yoon Do-hwa.] [Yoon Do-hwa will henceforth perceive herself as owner Ha Si-yoon's faithful sex-processing slave.] "This'll do for now."
Combatant No. 505 applied a few pervy commands he'd mulled over.
"Ughhh..."
Do-hwa, who'd collapsed on the bed moments ago, rose with a weary groan.
"Do-hwa-ssi. Shouldn't you clean this up too?"
"...Yes."
At his words, she naturally began licking the semen off his cock.
Her warm, slick tongue lapped up every residue like savoring yogurt lid scrapings,
meticulously cleaning every nook and cranny over and over until spotless.
Combatant No. 505 was impressed.
He'd only suggested it casually—no body-control command.
Yet she'd reacted as if it were nothing, cleaning his cock like it was obvious.
Not content with puppeteering such a beautiful, powerful Hero,
now he could rewrite her senses and perceptions at will.
He felt like a god.
Do-hwa couldn't fathom Combatant No. 505's amazed expression.
As his sex partner, every sexual act with him was natural and enjoyable.
Cleaning the cum off his cock was just part of that.
Plus, he was letting her taste that sweet, delicious semen—what wasn't to love?
She never even questioned why she was his sex-processing meat toilet.
Just minutes ago, she'd despised herself for enjoying servicing him.
But now, such dread was gone.
She was merely Combatant No. 505's sex-processing meat toilet, dutifully following orders.
No questions for what was natural.
Her strong sense of duty and responsibility as a Hero had simply transferred:
she now performed her role as a sex-processing meat toilet with perfect, responsible diligence.
- Ding!
*Notification Sound* As she tilted her head, wondering if there was more to do as his sex slave,
her phone alarm rang through the room.
"Go check it."
With his permission, Do-hwa picked up her phone and looked.
💬 Messages — Ji-woo (10:35 PM) Finished late ㅈㅅㅈㅅ where r u? — Ji-woo (10:42 PM) Sis, where are you? Why aren't you picking up? Emergency dispatch? — Ji-woo (11:11 PM) Something wrong? Call back right away if you see this? — Ji-woo (11:34 PM) Please pick up sis please... — Missed Calls: 10 The phone's top bar showed the time: 11:36 PM.
Only then did Do-hwa remember she'd made plans with Ji-woo.
'Why'd I plan to meet Ji-woo again... PC bang?'
On the surface, to learn games at a PC cafe with Ji-woo,
but the real goal had been to seek help escaping Combatant No. 505.
'Escape... from here...? Why? I'm that man's sex-processing slave.'
But with her perception altered to see herself as Combatant No. 505's sex slave,
she couldn't fathom why she'd ever seek Ji-woo's help.
— Do-hwa Sorry sorry ㅜㅜ Got an emergency dispatch call far away so I'm out. Really sorry for worrying you!! I'll probably be back late night so sleep first! Situation's urgent rn, will call later for sure!!! PC bang next time for sure! Do-hwa replied to Ji-woo with a blatant lie about an emergency dispatch, without a second thought.
"Handled...♥"