Hypnosis Challenge 4: This Time, I Thought I Could Finally Win
I thought this time, I could finally win. But there was one thing I'd overlooked. This body... it has no stamina.
“Haaah...♡ Hnngh...♡”
I'd assumed that since it had such great durability, the stamina would be good too. That was my mistake. Being pounded by this monstrous cock for hours on end, cumming over and over—it had tricked me into thinking my stamina matched it.
“Hnn...♡”
Having high durability doesn't mean you have good stamina. Even if I could take this cock slamming into me all day without getting hurt thanks to that durability, the moment I started shaking my hips myself, I'd collapse from exhaustion in less than two hours.
“Hah... hah...”
In the end, I used up every last bit of strength and collapsed onto Jung Taeyang. How many times had I cum by then? Forty? No, fifty? Something like that. And he'd only cum twice... Talk about the height of inefficiency.
I lay sprawled on top of Jung Taeyang, panting for breath. My pussy was still squeezing his cock tight♡ tight♡ on its own, but all it did was make me twitch and climax sporadically now and then—it wasn't doing much to him anymore.
“Hnnngh...♡”
My ass trembled as pussy juice gushed out in spurts. My body was so worn out that it wasn't squirting like it had at first; now it just dribbled pathetically.
Jung Taeyang watched me like that and stroked my head.
“Good girl. You did great.”
“D-don't praise meee...♡”
“Nah, you worked so hard to make my cock feel good. Gotta praise you for that.”
“Ughhh...♡”
...This is weird. I was the one trying to torment him, so why am I the one getting praised? My thoughts wouldn't connect. Proper thinking had ground to a halt.
With my face buried in Jung Taeyang's chest, I accepted his touch, feeling all warm and cozy.
“I-I was trying to torment you...♡”
“It's fine. Sebin's pussy is just too pathetic, so no matter how much you prepare and come at me, it always loses to my cock.”
“D-don't tease meee...♡”
My brain really must've melted. These words were utter nonsense—no woman, no human should ever hear them and feel good. But they sounded so nice. My brain had turned into an idiot from all the overstimulation. Otherwise, why would my heart race at being called a pathetic pussy...♡
“N-next time... I'll really... get you back...♡”
“With that pathetic pussy? How?”
“I-I'll make it... not pathetic...♡”
“I like the pathetic pussy better. The kind that drools and squirts like a dumb slut just from a little playing around.”
“Nngh...♡”
The moment he said that, all the plans I'd made for next time vanished from my head. And not just that—thoughts of how to make my pussy even more pathetic started bubbling up. Ridiculous, impossible ideas... they kept coming.
“Hah♡ hah...♡”
I didn't even have the strength to twitch a finger, but my pussy kept clenching, seeking stimulation. Maybe my lack of stamina was because my pussy was hogging all the energy. I could feel it moving so intensely, it was almost funny.
The cock wasn't even moving, but my pussy was feeling things on its own...
“Hrngh...♡”
I came again without even moving. There was no way I could get more pathetic than this... If I did, it wouldn't be a pathetic pussy anymore—it'd be a disease. Cumming just from walking around, orgasming from a mere glance. That kind of sickness.
“I hope Sebin turns into that someday. The moment she sees me, she drools like a dog spotting its owner. Though actual drool might be a bit much, so how about drooling from your lower mouth instead?”
“I-I'm not a doggg...♡”
I said that, but I ended up imagining it anyway. Jung Taeyang standing over there, and the second I spot him, I rush over, pussy juice dribbling down my thighs... Standing in front of him, showing off my pussy, then crouching beside him as he pets my head...♡
“Hnn...♡”
“What do you think? Sounds good?”
“Th-this...♡ could never...♡ be good...♡”
“Then? What would you like?”
“Th-that's...♡”
I tried racking my brain at his words, but maybe because the dog treatment had burned itself so deep into my mind—nothing but scenes of being pampered, obedient to Jung Taeyang, kept popping up. No way I could say any of that out loud.
I couldn't answer, just heaved ragged breaths.
“Haaaah...♡”
Seeing me like that, Jung Taeyang started stroking my chin with one hand. Just like you'd pet a dog. But with all my strength gone, I couldn't resist—I just took it.
“D-don't do thaaat...♡”
One hand petting my head, the other tickling my chin. It was exactly how you'd treat a pet. Somehow, it felt more humiliating than the sexual torment, and my face flushed red.
Chuu, chuu, chuu... And then my pussy started moving again. Like a dog desperate to wag its tail, but with no tail, it clenched with whatever it had instead.
Feeling my pussy squeeze on its own, I came again.
“Hnnngh...♡”
I was really turning into an idiot. At this rate, I might end up as a total moron who climaxes on reflex just from seeing Jung Taeyang.
I spoke to him as he kept petting me with both hands.
“L-let me go now...♡”
But Jung Taeyang didn't stop petting me. He sat up, still holding me tight in his arms, refusing to let me out.
“Hnn...♡”
I glared at him with resentful eyes, but he put on an innocent, wronged expression.
“I wanna let go too, but your pussy won't let me.”
“Th-that doesn't make sense...♡”
Hearing that, he stopped petting and grabbed my waist. He lifted me like he was trying to pull off his cock...
“Hiiiik♡ hah♡ hng♡ hrngh...♡”
But it was like my pussy was really gripping him—it wouldn't come loose. It kept munching on his cock greedily, and the price was another orgasm for me.
“Haaahk...♡ Nooo...♡”
“I wanna pull out too, but I can't. Your pussy's too greedy.”
“Hnnngh...♡ Bad pussy...♡”
He checked my melted face and started petting my head again. I couldn't do anything but quietly lean my face against his chest.
I wanted to get up right now, but my greedy pussy really was clamping down on his cock, refusing to let go... Thinking about it like that just made me more embarrassed. Even for a pathetic premature pussy, being this greedy was too much... My pussy was the outrageous one. I'd punish it later...
“...So, how long are we gonna stay like this...♡”
I didn't know how much time had passed, but it had been quite a while. The chicken restaurant inside was a mess. There was a puddle of my pussy juice, the two gold-tanned guys were passed out over there. And way over there...
...the blue-haired girl who'd been masturbating for hours, leaking about as much juice as me.
“...How long is she gonna keep masturbating...?”
“Oh, turns out the aphrodisiac was stronger than I thought. She'll probably stay in heat for about a week.”
“A week is way too lo—hnn♡”
“Why worry? You're gonna be in a worse state than that for life.”
“Ughhh...♡”
Suddenly embarrassed, I averted my eyes—then a question popped into my head.
“But how'd you even get here...?”
Jung Taeyang suddenly looked flustered and started putting on this really awkward act.
“Uh, just passing by? Saw you? So...”
...He really can't act.
“Tell me the truth... and I'll let it slide.”
“F-for real...?”
“You saved me... just this once...”
He rolled his eyes back and forth a few times, then cautiously started talking.
“Well... you remember that hypnosis app on my smartphone? The one I showed you with Choi Yubin before?”
“Yeah... I do.”
Back when I heard that crazy bitch yelling in the park...
“...Hnn♡”
“It has a location tracker kinda thing? Super detailed. I was checking it, and suddenly you're heading to this chicken place. And I knew the owner here was tangled up with some bad guys...”
“...Why were you checking that?”
“Huh?”
“You wouldn't just track me for no reason.”
“Just... missed you?”
“...”
“I mean... I check it a lot. When you're off on your own...”
“...”
“That's all, right?”
Jung Taeyang hurriedly hugged my head tight and started petting me again. His hands were rougher than before—not my imagination.
Still, I wasn't gonna complain. If he hadn't come, I'd have been raped by those gold-tanned creeps. Better to be raped by him, at least it felt good...
...Huh? Since when did I start thinking getting raped by Jung Taeyang was normal?
Something felt off about myself, like I didn't recognize who I was anymore. But I just accepted his touch anyway.
Whatever. He treats me well... If you ask when hypnotizing me and fucking me senseless until I turned into a bitch qualified as treating me well, I'd have no answer.
“Haa...♡”
A little longer like this... might be okay.