Chapter 9
Translator - Zofu
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"Haah... haah... ahhh...♡ Uh, s-stop! Hehe♡ Nya, I'm dizzy, heh♡ Did I pass out...?♡"
"Haah, haah♡ Hah...♡"
I slowly, laboriously push myself up from where I'd been sprawled indecently across the bed. Just as the lingering, buzzing waves of pleasure in my head begin to subside. I snap back to reality.
"Hehe, huh?♡"
What the hell? How far did I just go from that sex?
I turn my head and look at Puppy. Puppy's face is scrunched up, his shoulders slumped like he's exhausted. Limp. Watching him turn his head away from my gaze in misery, I quickly reclaim the psychological dominance that had been reversed during our sex earlier.
Did I... did I really lose my mind over a pathetic guy like this?
That fact hits me like a massive shock, my face unable to hide my bewilderment. This is just a game. It's not some manga. Just... a fling.
But this is reality.
But this situation right now is just like...
...that manga my older sister gave me, isn't it identical?
No, it's not just identical.
It's more pleasurable, more stimulating.
How can this be?
Reality has surpassed manga.
With slightly trembling eyes, I look at Puppy's cock. Despite his body being in pain, shriveled from finishing sex with another woman once already, his cock stands tall in contrast, filling my entire vision.
The semen clinging to his glans catches the ceiling light, glistening wetly. Drip, drip. Following the falling semen down to the bed, I see a green condom filled with thick, cloudy fluid.
At first, I couldn't see because I was swallowing. Now I can.
That amount... is at least fifteen times my boyfriend's.
I lift my head again and look at Puppy.
"..."
Even though it was just a game, the fact that I shamelessly lost myself to Puppy without any resistance...
...was enough to plunge me into self-loathing today.
Today, today...
...should I just stop?
When that thought occurs to me, I move away from Puppy and approach my boyfriend. Then, I untie my boyfriend's bonds where he's tied to a chair.
"H-huh? Weren't we going to keep going?"
"We're stopping here for today."
"Why?"
"..."
I can't bring myself to say the reason. So I decide to make an excuse.
"Because I love you."
I don't want to lose you yet.
"..."
So please... don't make that sad face.
I turn my head and look at Puppy with the coldest expression I can muster.
"That's enough for today. Go home. You'll find your clothes and wallet in the next room."
Thrown off by my sudden change, Puppy looks flustered.
I try to look into Puppy's eyes... but strangely, I keep...
...my gaze keeps drifting to his cock.
No.
I can't... go any further.
This is just... a game.
If I seriously get addicted to sex with him...
...to copulation, to mating, to that "wind sex" where pussy and cock meet...
...I can't let that happen.
Because then there'd be no turning back.
Despite my words, I catch Puppy hesitating.
No, I have to send him away quickly.
Because I love... my boyfriend.
I shout.
"Quickly! I said go! Now!!"
"Y-yes, ma'am!"
Puppy scurries out of the bedroom, his cock swinging clumsily.
But in the end, I shamelessly...
...can't take my eyes off his cock until he leaves the room.
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I'm fucked.
I'm so fucking fucked.
Not just fucked, but royally fucked.
That Han Ye-rin. She glared at me with an icy-cold face, even shouting at me to get out. When I fled, she was so furious her face turned red with rage as she stared at my cock.
Is my cock going to get cut off?
A fear I've never felt before makes my shoulders shudder.
Is she angry about the sex we had?
Was the problem that I fucked her like an animal, lost in rage?
No, I don't know. I can barely breathe.
Tomorrow, I just won't go to the academy.
If she sees me...
...my cock won't make it out alive.
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Today again, Puppy is absent.
Why, why? Could it be because I shouted at him? Is he not coming to the academy because of me?
It's my fault.
As the thought that it's my fault fills my head, a strange emotion I've never felt before makes itself known in my chest.
Guilt.
Me, why? Why should I feel guilty toward Puppy? This shouldn't happen. Whether Puppy skips the academy or not is none of my business. Puppy isn't someone I should feel guilty about.
My boyfriend.
Kim Seok-hyun. He's the one I should feel guilty toward. But why? Why? I'm confused. So confused. And whenever I think this way... ...my womb keeps... throbbing.
No.
I try so hard to forget, but I'm thinking of it again. That animalistic sex.
That thick, heavy rod pounding away without ejaculation. The methodical sex that targeted places my boyfriend never reached. Not the imitation sex I have with my boyfriend, but real man sex.
No.
My pussy's getting wet again. I've already changed my panties once. I can't do it twice. Don't think about Puppy, about that rough sex. Erase it from my mind. I should imagine having sex with my boyfriend. I have to. Erase Puppy from my mind, from my womb. Fill it with my boyfriend again.
Sex... with my boyfriend...
With my boyfriend...
...
No.
I can't erase it.
That pathetic dick can't erase this 'imprint.'
Absolutely... not.
No.
My panties... are gradually getting wetter.
Aah... no.
I get wet again.
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Today again, Puppy doesn't come.
The extra panties in my bag, more than yesterday, make their presence known. I've brainwashed myself countless times telling myself this is wrong, I mustn't, but in the end, I can't erase that thick cock from my mind.
I try various things.
First, a dildo.
It's big, but different from that feeling. A disappointment.
Second, sex with my boyfriend.
No chance. None at all.
To be precise, ever since then my boyfriend can't get hard unless it's "wind sex." He's been jerking off to that manga my older sister gave him... I haven't had a chance.
Pathetic.
No, that's not it...
Third, masturbation.
It's... effective.
Masturbating while imagining sex with Puppy, pinching and pulling my clit, gave me momentary release from the torment of sex. And the other one.
Is something connected to Puppy.
Right now, I'm not sitting in my seat.
I'm taking class in Puppy's seat next to mine.
Strangely, when my skin touches the seat he touched, the things he touched, my mind and body calm down. And... ...little by little, intermittently, I get aroused.
I know.
This is nothing but a temporary fix.
That's why, as the sky gradually darkens... ...my body and mind that crave him only grow stronger.
This alone... isn't enough.
My boyfriend... won't do.
Without Puppy...
I can't.
Before I know it, it's the end of school.
Tomorrow, Puppy will come.
No, he must come.
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Today again, today again! Puppy doesn't come.
I'm one step away from going insane.
Why, why? Why won't he come? What the hell?! Just because I said one wrong thing, is he never coming back?
No. That can't be. No, it can't be.
Absolutely not.
No, I get it! This is rebellion against his owner. It doesn't make sense that he'd avoid me over one little comment.
Puppy... For a mere Puppy to get me this worked up and then not show up at the academy is a crime comparable to treason. And great crimes must be met with great punishment.
Yes, I've decided.
When Puppy comes, I'll skip the academy immediately and have sex with him all night long.
This is a settled matter. No objections allowed.
If I don't do this... ...I won't be able to hold out.
So if he doesn't come... ...I can't.
Whenever I hear footsteps that sound like Puppy's, my heart pounds. My pussy reflexively floods with arousal fluid. It's only been three days. Already, my body and mind have been captured by that one sex.
Pathetic pussy.
I'm a pathetic pussy.
That's why it's only natural to want the cock that captured me.
I want his dark skin, his blond hair, his heavy build, and his huge cock.
It's completely, totally different from my taste in men.
But now, none of that matters.
Because I've already been captured.
Because my pussy genuinely wants his cock.
Before I know it, it's lunchtime.
Is he not coming today either?
If he doesn't come tomorrow either...
I'll use all the power, wealth, and group influence I have to find Puppy and, by force... ...ease my pussy's loneliness. Force him to have sex. Force his semen into my pussy.
My mind is already pushed to its limit.
I want to have sex right now, right now, I want to have sex. Puppy, Puppy isn't here. Aah, my boyfriend won't do. Only Puppy can soothe my pussy. But... why? Why won't he come? I'm... I'm sorry... I...
And so, I remain alone in the empty classroom. Unable to do anything about my constantly aroused pussy. Just watching the clock.
And then... and then...
The classroom door opens, and a familiar figure appears.
Darkly tanned skin. Tall. A man's man with a heavy build. Rough hair. Pu...ppy.
Ah.
He came.