Soaked Soakedly?
Lee Dongwoo released the hand that had been gripping her chin and took a step back. That gesture of creating distance was like an audience member evaluating an actor on stage.
He tapped near his belt buckle and commanded in a voice devoid of any emotion.
“Go ahead. Fellatio.”
Yoo Jimin’s mind went blank for a moment. Here, right now, again. A dildo was awkwardly lodged in her pussy, and her entire body was sticky with sweat and bodily fluids in this most horrific sight.
She lifted her head and looked up at Dongwoo with hesitant eyes. She wanted to beg, but no voice came out.
The moment their eyes met, she swallowed hard. There was no emotion in his eyes. Not anger, not desire, but an empty void.
But from deep within that emptiness, ice-cold killing intent spewed out. A silent warning that words like refusal or hesitation did not exist.
The instant she read that killing intent, Jimin’s body moved reflexively. Before her brain could issue commands, her survival instinct took over her body.
“Ugh!”
She crawled on the floor, nearly falling over as she rushed toward him in panic.
In the process, the awkwardly lodged dildo fell to the floor with a dull thud. But there was no time to look back.
When she arrived at Dongwoo’s feet, she knelt without hesitation. She lowered her head deeply as if it were touching the floor.
Like a child who had made a mistake, or a sinner prostrating before a god. Trembling body, ragged breaths, tears dripping down her cheeks. That was the best submission she could offer.
Dongwoo looked down silently at her prostrating before him. He slowly lowered his zipper with a satisfied or obvious expression.
Chiik—
That sound was like the final death sentence being passed.
The sound of Dongwoo’s zipper descending was like the noise just before the guillotine blade fell.
Jimin closed her eyes tightly. There was nowhere to retreat now, no place to escape. Prostrating at his feet, her trembling hand carefully approached his pants.
Her touch felt rough. Hesitating, she undid his belt buckle and pulled down the zipper all the way.
Next was her underwear. A strange man’s scent mixed with sweat and body odor. Nausea welled up again, but she gritted her teeth and grabbed the waistband of her panties, pulling it down.
Finally, his penis was revealed. It was still asleep. Hanging limply, shriveled.
The cruelty that had pierced her body earlier was gone, it looked like just an ordinary piece of flesh. For a moment, just a moment, she stared blankly at it.
This time, she had to show the results of study. She had to wake up that sleeping thing with her tongue and mouth.
In her mind, the image of the woman from the video earlier swirled. How had she done it? How had she used her tongue, how had her lips moved?
She moistened her dry lips, determined, and lowered her head. And very carefully, she took his still-soft glans into her mouth. A lukewarm, salty taste.
Overlapping with previous memories, nausea rose again, but she desperately swallowed it.
Soon, she began to clumsily move her tongue like in the video. She licked the underside of the glans, where the foreskin folded, with the tip of her tongue.
She extended her tongue along the shaft and swept it up. The tongue movements were still clumsy and stiff, but unlike before, it was different from just sucking. It had clear purposeful movement.
But the reaction didn’t come easily. His was still soft. She got impatient.
More stimulating, more skillfully. She decided to be bolder. She puckered her lips and weakly sucked the foreskin, then took the glans deep into her mouth again.
“Ugh… uuep…”
The hair on his penis tickled her lips with the awkward movements. It was unpleasant, but she couldn’t stop.
She moved her tongue and lips desperately with only one goal in mind: to erect it.
She was trying to reproduce the content of the textbook she had seen in the dark with her own body somehow.
Moving her tongue, moving her lips, sometimes trying to swallow it deep. She used all the techniques she had seen in the video.
But Dongwoo’s didn’t react at all.
It remained a lukewarm piece of flesh in her mouth, and she couldn’t find the image of the firm weapon that had pierced her earlier.
Why isn’t this kid getting hard! Isn’t it impotence or something?
As time passed, impatience tightened her throat. If this continued, failure. Then what horrific punishment would come? Just imagining it made her spine chill.
Why? Why no reaction? She was working hard.
At that moment, a scene flashed in her mind. A moment ago, when she was masturbating with the dildo. Why had she gotten excited?
It wasn’t just the dildo’s touch. The woman moaning on the screen. That explicit video.
Ah.
Suddenly, a realization like pieces of a puzzle fitting together. Visual stimulation. Had her body not reacted when she saw that disgusting video herself?
Then, wouldn’t this kid be the same? Simply serving with her mouth wasn’t enough. He needed something he could see.
If it’s visual stimulation…
Upon thinking that, she stopped moving for a moment.
She pulled his penis out of her mouth, and her saliva stretched long like a string.
She didn’t hesitate. If this was the answer, she had no choice but to execute it.
She raised her body from the kneeling position. And very carefully, wriggling, she climbed onto Dongwoo’s body. Sitting on his lower abdomen.
And then, lowering her upper body, she lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders. Sixty-nine position.
But the meaning was completely different. Her swollen, dripping pussy was right in front of his face, exposed nakedly in his field of vision.
She was displaying her most humiliating part, the one that had been violated and raped, to him with her own hands.
The sour, lewd scent would have directly stimulated his nose. He said nothing, but Jimin could feel his gaze stuck on her torn wound.
She lowered her body again in that humiliating position. And again, she took his penis into her mouth.
With her vision inverted, she focused only on sucking his penis. Much more actively, much more sloppily than before.
At that moment.
From inside her mouth, the lukewarm flesh began to throb slightly, but clearly. With heat, the sensation of swelling firmly.
It was the correct answer. She had awakened another humiliating survival method herself.
His was clearly reacting to her humiliating display and clumsy tongue movements.
The sensation of throbbing and swelling inside her mouth. It was frightening, but it gave relief that she could survive this test.
But this wasn’t enough. His gaze still felt cold. She needed something more certain.
She had to completely erase his doubts and prove that she had completely surrendered.
A scene from the textbook flashed in her mind. The scene where the woman swears loyalty to the master, and herself verbally expresses her lewd actions. Disgusting, but it was the only choice left for her now.
With a trembling voice, she pushed his penis, which was full in her mouth, to one side and barely opened her mouth. Her voice came out cracked.
“Mas, Master… this pathetic bitch… from now on… I will start… fellatio… for Master.”
The humiliation of the words she spat out herself made tears well up. But she couldn’t stop. She had to drive the nail in here.
“My… lewdly soaked bitch pussy… please look at it, Master…♡”
The moment she heard that, a thick smile appeared on Dongwoo’s lips. The words he had been waiting for. The perfect slave appearance, degrading herself and offering service.
“Yes. If you want it that much,” a hint of lewd mockery was added to his voice along with satisfaction. “Then… you have to do as you wish.”
He slowly raised one finger.
She couldn’t see where that finger was going. But she could instinctively know.
Click.
Suddenly, his fingertip precisely and strongly pierced her torn pussy hole.
With sharp pain like digging into tender wounded flesh, and a tingling sensation like electricity flowing, it pierced her whole body at the same time!
“Hyaa…?!”
Her body sprang up like a spring. Her waist arched like a bow, and the mouth that was holding his penis almost slipped out. Pain, unfamiliar pleasure, and shock.
With all those emotions mixed, she couldn’t help but moan. Dongwoo looked at her reaction and showed an even more satisfied expression.
Jimin’s body convulsed with the strange sensation bursting from his fingertip. Confusion mixed with pain and pleasure.
His finger dug into her pussy hole, relentlessly tormenting the tender inner flesh.
“Oh ho.”
Dongwoo felt the sensation of the wet, hot liquid flowing along his finger and sighed lowly.
He didn’t pull out his finger, but instead swirled it inside, probing her reaction.
“Look at this, it’s completely soaked and lewdly wet.” His voice whispered in her ear, but clear as if echoing in the whole room. “You made it so sloppy because you wanted it to show well to Master?”
He pulled out his finger and held it in front of her face. The sight of red blood and transparent mucus stretching stickily.
“Ugh…! Uuep…!”
The humiliation of having the secretions from her own body confirmed in front of her eyes. Jimin, with his penis in her mouth, couldn’t say anything, just trembling with pain and shame.
But his finger moved again, this time towards her most sensitive part.
This time, it wasn’t her pussy hole. His finger began to rub her swollen clitoris.
Very soft, but relentlessly. Twirling the small protrusion, lightly scratching with the tip of her nail, etc., it was a kind of stimulation she had never experienced before.
“Haue! An… hue, aah!”
A sharp, direct pleasure incomparable to before pierced her whole body. Her waist arched greatly again.
The appearance of her wriggling mouth while holding his penis was both pitiful and lewd. Even as her brain burned with pleasure, his penis was getting harder and hotter inside her mouth.
It seemed her visual data and auditory data were working properly.