Silk Blond (7)
When the word “down” came out of Pastor’s mouth, Silk Blond—no, Malangi—became extremely flustered.
It wasn’t because she hated the command or found it difficult. She simply wasn’t sure if she could handle what would happen after she obeyed.
If I get down like this… what exactly is going to happen to me?
Usually, when an owner tells their dog to “down,” it’s to test loyalty and the success of training. There’s rarely any other reason.
But when the command “down” is given to a person being treated like a dog, the meaning changes completely—especially if that person isn’t wearing a single thread of clothing.
Unlike dogs, humans have legs much longer than their arms. So when a person gets down like a dog, they have no choice but to bend their knees, lowering their upper body while raising their lower body higher than their head.
That means my pussy will be higher than my head… It’s the same as admitting I’m a horny bitch in heat, sticking my ass up high and just waiting to be mounted by Master’s cock…!
It was a level of anguish that didn’t suit the girl who had forgotten all shame the moment she heard the words “I’ll cherish you” and stripped herself naked.
Yet even the time she spent worrying and building up her shame acted like seasoning that heightened her excitement. Feeling her lower abdomen throb heavily, Malangi slowly lowered her upper body.
But… no matter how embarrassed I am, I have no choice. If I want to be loved by Patsi—no, by Master—I have to be an obedient bitch…
Malangi’s inner conflict led her down the path of becoming a bitch rather than a human, all for the single reason of wanting to be cherished by Pastor.
She stretched both arms forward and lowered her upper body. Her large, soft breasts pressed against the floor and spread slightly to the sides, while her plump, perfectly shaped ass naturally rose high, proudly showing off its presence.
Just by getting down, Malangi proved to Pastor that her breasts weren’t the only impressive thing about her. She lifted her head and panted toward him.
“Hek, heeeung♡ M-Master, Malangi got down like you said. Even though it’s embarrassing, I endured it and obeyed Master’s command♡”
Breathing hotly, Malangi subtly begged for praise.
At the same time, her ass—raised higher than her head—swayed gently from side to side along with an invisible tail, seducing Pastor. It was an instinctive movement she wasn’t even aware of.
“Kuk. Khuhuhu……”
“M-Master?”
Any normal man would have gotten rock-hard at the sight, but Pastor only snorted and didn’t do what she was desperately hoping for.
If you’re not going to do anything, why did you tell me to get down?
She had done something equivalent to declaring she was no longer human but a bitch in heat by raising her pussy higher than her head, yet he still did nothing. A small spark of dissatisfaction rose in her heart.
“Kkuuung……”
Letting out a discontented groan, Malangi looked up at Pastor with slightly sharpened eyes.
Even when receiving that gaze head-on, Pastor only smiled as if she were ridiculous. The unfamiliar smile made Malangi feel her womb tremble again.
I felt it earlier too… Master seems a little strange today. He feels different from usual…
The old Pastor would have either run away or done everything possible to appease her the moment an S-rank Awakener like Silk Blond showed any sign of displeasure.
But the current Pastor didn’t shrink back at all. Instead, he looked at her as if she were adorable and asked leisurely,
“Khuhuhu…… Our Malangi is so fucking cute. You want to be cherished by me that badly?”
“Heut…… Y-Yes! I mean, woof! Woof woof!”
“Really? Then if you listen well to my next command, I’ll cherish you then.”
Faced with that relaxed smile and gaze, the S-rank Awakener Silk Blond could only become Pastor’s adorable bitch, Malangi. Once she had perfectly become bitch Malangi, no dissatisfaction remained.
Master only looked at me and smiled, but I already lost… Today’s Master feels impossible to beat…
The smile on Pastor’s lips was one only someone who knew they held complete superiority could wear. Malangi instinctively sensed that fact.
As if to prove his dominance, Pastor sat down on the chair he had pulled over and asked her,
“Malangi. Do you remember what you made me do the very first day we met?”
Pastor was barefoot. Because Malangi was down on all fours, she could see his bare feet right in front of her nose. The moment she saw those bare feet and heard the question, she reflexively answered,
“I told Master to k-kiss the top of my foot.”
“That’s right. Then why do you think I’m suddenly wiggling my bare foot in front of you and asking this? Want to take a guess?”
“T-That……”
Malangi kept her eyes fixed on Pastor’s foot wiggling up and down in front of her and recalled that day.
For Malangi—no, for Silk Blond—that day had been dramatically romantic. For Pastor, it had been a day of humiliation and shock.
After easily catching the fleeing Pastor, the things Silk Blond had done to him were so extreme that even she, who believed the world revolved around her, had thought, ‘Maybe I went a bit too far…’
Aside from that faint sense of guilt, the image of Pastor crouching in the corner, trembling with teary eyes, was still one of her favorite side dishes even two years later.
Anyway, that day was unforgettable for both Silk Blond and Pastor.
And the moment Pastor told her to guess, Silk Blond instinctively realized he had finally drawn the sword of revenge.
If I answer correctly, he’ll tell me to kiss the top of his foot. And once I kiss it, from that moment on I’ll have to admit I’m forever Master’s bitch Malangi… Just like the demonic beasts I tamed…
Kissing the top of the foot was an act that implied devoting everything to the owner. As the world’s greatest Tamer, Silk Blond knew this fact better than anyone.
And being completely subordinated to Pastor by kissing his foot was something she had secretly wished for ever since she realized she could no longer capture him.
Yet the reason she couldn’t easily answer now was one thing.
Still… I want my first kiss to be on Patsi’s lips…
Even while naked and being treated like a dog, she still wanted her first kiss to be on the lips of the man she loved.
In the end, she lowered her tail, avoided Pastor’s gaze, and dodged the answer.
“I-I don’t know. I’m just bitch Malangi, so I don’t really understand even if Master is showing me his foot like this.”
At Malangi’s claim of ignorance, Pastor let out a ridiculing chuckle. Knowing exactly why she was avoiding the answer, her averted gaze looked utterly pathetic to him.
Before leaving for work, when he had ordered Lapis Julie to suck his cock, she had sucked his lips instead. The kiss had been so dense and sticky that it left her dazed, and he had accepted her excuse of “It looked so cock-like that I thought it was one and sucked it.”
But now that he was calmer, he realized the real reason Lapis Julie had said that was simply because she wanted to kiss him but couldn’t find a proper excuse.
From that realization, Pastor gained a new piece of “common sense”: Women tell ridiculous lies when they want to kiss but feel too embarrassed to say it out loud.
So the moment he heard Malangi say she didn’t know, he understood she actually wanted to kiss his lips instead of his foot.
Telling her she didn’t know when he had stuck his bare foot right in front of her was a truly terrible lie.
You damn dog bitch… Ah, you really are a bitch now. Anyway, I caught you red-handed. You were wagging your tail like you’d give me all your loyalty, but the second things get tough you try to weasel out. How pathetic.
It was a wrong inference based on wrong common sense, but it hit the mark anyway.
Seeing Malangi happily obeying commands like “sit” and “down” like a dog, Pastor felt both sadistic pleasure and anxiety.
She’s clearly a person, and people are supposed to feel shame… So how is she following every command while getting excited? What if I fail to satisfy her by mistake?
He worried about it internally, but he couldn’t show it outwardly.
The moment he showed fear, the cute bitch Malangi would instantly turn into the bitch that pounces on her owner.
An owner who fears his pet dog doesn’t deserve to be an owner. The world’s greatest Tamer, Silk Blond, would know that better than anyone.
So even while feeling considerable anxiety at how obediently Malangi followed his commands, he had no choice but to keep giving her increasingly difficult orders.
The moment she refused or dodged a command, he would gain justification to punish her—and once he had that justification, the fight would be his victory.
And once he wins, he would gather everything that had built up until now and smash her with a deadly 108-step 40-hit combo. You damn dog… No, you bitch.
With the single-minded determination to thoroughly dominate her, he forced a relaxed smile, let out a sinister laugh to build overwhelming pressure, and even brought up their most special day.
As a result, Pastor made Malangi forget she was bitch Malangi and answer as the human Silk Blond, dodging the question.
The moment she dodged the answer with a human-like lie, the outcome of the fight was decided. All that remained for the two of them was to clearly determine winner and loser.
Pastor stood up from the chair and straddled the waist of Malangi—no, Silk Blond—who was still down on all fours and avoiding his gaze.
“Hek?”
Having an S-rank Awakener like Malangi bear the weight of one person sitting on her waist wasn’t physically difficult. But she began trembling violently at the overwhelming pressure she felt from him.
It was like a dog that had just met a dog catcher.
W-What is this? Why is my body suddenly shaking?
An S-rank Awakener’s intuition was transcendentally developed. So the moment Pastor silently sat on her, she realized she was in big trouble.
“No way. There’s no way Malangi wouldn’t know. Did Malangi lie to Master?”
“Hiit?!”
The moment she realized her lie had been caught, Malangi broke out in cold sweat and trembled even harder.
The guilt of lying to Master as his bitch and the fear of being caught opened their jaws toward her.
With no courage to resist those emotions, Malangi ended up playing the worst possible move she could make right now.
“N-No… Malangi has never lied to Master……”
Even while refusing to admit she had lied, Malangi could tell the situation was turning worse and worse.
“Not once, but twice? That’s not good, Malangi. You need to be punished.”
Finally, an terrifying voice she had never heard from Pastor reached her ears. When his palm slid down her large ass and touched her pussy, she could guess exactly what was about to happen next.
“From now on, repeat ‘I’m fucked’ inside your head. You damn bitch.”