Loser's Masturbation
Huuu♥ Huuuuuu.
Eyes rolling back in blinding pleasure that sweeps away all reason. Only instinct remains, panting ragged breaths as she peeks through the crack in the door.
“Heeek♥ Hek huuu♥ Hnng.”
It felt good. Pleasure that overlaid every single ecstasy from a lifetime of thrusting with masturbation toys.
Her mind was shattering with happiness. It felt addictive.
Aah….
She realized it.
Peeking on Master and Lumia like this for the rest of her life, masturbating—that would be her remaining existence.
She understood. This pleasure would never be forgotten. It would linger forever in her mind, circling endlessly.
And….
She, who would never be loved….
Would be ignored by Master.
Han Siwoo.
Her master, the man who saved her. Her first love, the only one she'd love until death.
She knew he'd never spare her a single glance for the rest of his life.
This was atonement. So she wouldn't make excuses or plead her case.
Huuu hnnng huuuung.
Frustrated, tears streaming, heart tearing apart, she reaches climax.
“Uguuuuuut.♥♥♥”
Pssshhhiiit pshuuuuuuut
“Heeek, hek, huuung… hnnng….”
Me….
I've tried to kill Master twice. I have to atone for a lifetime.
So I can't expect anything.
Miserable. But….
She'd try to be satisfied with this.
'I love you.'
Just with the wall between them. With the door she couldn't open.
Just confessing emptily. Conveying her heart.
And masturbating to satisfy herself.
Even as she indulged in these delusions, Lumia was pinned beneath the man, screaming happy cries amid pleasure.
Envious.
So envious….
Insanely envious.
Me too.
I want to be pinned there too.
She'd vowed never to crave affection her whole life. But these emotions from the human heart—she could never suppress them forever.
Jealousy, envy, defeat—they'd never fade.
“I love you. Master Siwoo….”
Squelch zzgrrrk.
“Hek♥ Heeeek♥ Huuuuup!!”
Her trembling legs give out, and she collapses to the floor.
Thud pssshyyyyyuuuuwut
“Siwoo, did you hear some weird noise just now?”
Her climax leaks splashing sounds. And then—
Lumia approaches. Oh god….
“Heeek♥ Hek huuu♥ Huuuuuuu….♥”
Get up….
Pshuuuuut
The squirting won't stop….
Transform… into a magical girl, overlay the armament—only then does strength return.
She clamps her hand over her endlessly squirting pussy. Leaning on the wall, she barely stands.
Stop stop stop ittt.
Dizzying pleasure scrambles her brain, trying to topple her.
But….
If she's caught, it's over. That terror grants miraculous power.
With shaking legs, she clings to the ceiling. Catching the dripping love juices with one hand.
Please.
Go away go away….
“Hng, wrong ear?”
Lumia glances at the puddle soaking the floor, smirks, and heads back inside.
“Must've misheard. Keep going, Siwoo.”
Tension releases—
“Uguuuut.”
And she squirts from the ceiling.
Pshuuuuuuuuuwut
Trotltltltltl
The tide from the ceiling splashes into the pooled juices, making bizarre water sounds.
No! No! No!
Hand clamped over her pussy, but it only stimulates more, squirting wildly.
“Uguuuuuuuut!!”
Psheeeeeeit pshnut
Trotltltltl
“Lumia, hear water dripping?” “The soundproofing here's always weak. No one's around.”
Lumia knew. She knew and let her off.
Ignored her.
That fact was humiliating. Yet.
There was no other choice. This was her fate.
“Huuu huuu….”
She descends to the floor on trembling legs.
“Heeek hek”
Legs give out, she flops down.
Splash
She never knew she could produce this much fluid. She'd always used lube or lotion for masturbation.
“What if Myohwa Serin comes back?”
Lumia, knowing she was hiding and watching, whispers to Master like a sly fox.
“Should we show Myohwa Serin then?” “Lumia, you've turned total perv, huh?”
Master seems pleased, grabs Lumia's body, and thrusts deep.
Szzgrrrk
“Eek♥ Ohgohuk.♥”
“Already wanting to show off to another guy.” “Oguuuuuut goaaaaah!!!”
Lumia climaxes.
“You're only for my eyes. Won't show you to anyone.”
Master's thick desire—she wants in too. Watching him reveal such desire for the first time… her soul slips away.
She never knew a woman's body could bend so flexibly. Arching like a bow, quivering uncontrollably—so… so erotic.
And Master thrusts mercilessly.
Even through climax. Breakdown. Thrashing.
“Uguuuuuut.”
Envious. Me too… me too.
Squish zzguuuk zzgrk. Face pressed to the door, she stares.
“Huuu huuuu I wanna go like that… hu uuuu, huuuu, huuuuunguuuuwut!!”
Pssheeeeeit
She squirts pathetically toward the floor.
Pshut pssit psheeeit
Even pinned down, Lumia regains her senses and speaks.
“Ohguk uuut but… Siwoo your dick got bigger oguuuuwut bigger it feels.”
Bigger? No way, because I'm watching?
“Ha… provoking me like this?”
Because of me? Master's thrusting cock looks even bigger.
No, it is bigger.
Imagining Master got hard thinking of her—her lower belly throbs, uterus aching.
Her head spins. Me….
He got bigger thinking of me.
Her pussy begs for semen.
“Huuu huuuu huuung….”
Excitement dizzies her whole body. Blood rushes to her head; nosebleed imminent.
“Good so goooood….”
Exactly three hours pass. Lumia and Master sleep in bed.
“Huuu hu….”
She'd masturbated beside them till her pussy swelled hugely. Gripping shaking legs, she stands.
Clean… clean up.
Having devoted her life to Master, she must remove every inconvenience from his world.
She tidies scattered clothes. Then picks up Master's discarded panties.
Haa….
No. She knows she shouldn't.
I'm not that kind of pervert. Hypnotizing herself, she gathers clothes.
I'm… not a pervert….
Dozens, hundreds of brainwashing repetitions to restrain herself. But her eyes won't leave the panties in hand.
Haa haa haa….
No….
Washing machine.
Laundry….
She slips out to the balcony.
But….
The panties won't leave her hand.
A pervert who masturbated watching Master's sex—does she have room to be picky? That thought erases hesitation.
Huuu huuu hu….
Cautiously, she presses the panties to her nose.
Musky scent. Master's smell.
“Uuuuguuut.”
Haa haa….
The addictive scent pierces her brain.
“Good… I love it.”
Hand thrusts into her pussy again. Master would despise her if he knew. Her….
That thought excites her more.
“No, uguuuuut!”
I'm… a pervert…. Probably ruined already.
I've… become a pervert.
“Huuu huuuu….”
But one thing's certain. At least this path of perversion is one she chose.
No more agony watching people die from afar. No more flailing in distant emptiness.
This is just perversion.
Snuuuuuuup
Deep inhale—the musky scent ravages her brain like conquest.
“Uguuuuuuuwut.”
Pahaaaaaaa
Pssheeeeeeiiiit
What?
Woke up to a room spotless like new. No stale smells—really….
“Awake, Master?” “Yeah… Myohwa Serin, uh… did you….” “Yes, I cleaned. Any discomfort….”
What to say? Having filthy sex then making Myohwa Serin clean up—this feeling.
Did she see me and Lumia naked? More than that… is this okay?
“Uh… I should do this myself…” “No. Let me clean. It's my entire life. I beg you.”
Entire life? This is….
Huu….
Can't refuse. No excuse to.
Her entire life—what could he say?
“Huu, alright…” “Uu Siwoo…?”
Lumia wakes to their voices.
“Whoa, all cleaned up nice?” “Yes, Madam. I'll ensure you never soil your hands again.”
“Ma… Madam? Myohwa Serin sneaks in the flattery, huh?”
Lumia blushes, laughs, waves it off.
“Oh yeah, the errand—sorted?” “Yes… Allow me to explain.”
The truth Myohwa Serin uncovered outside was shocking. He wouldn't believe it otherwise.
“A third of the Association are Fallen Ones or villains?” “Yes…”
For real? Ha….
Does Korea have a future? A third means the Association could collapse anytime.
Just coordinate with dimensional monsters and it'd crumble.
Head spins. Does Dad know? Tell him first? No letters or messages.
A third—leaks likely before. Must meet in person….
“Luna Pixie Yuna, whom you ordered investigated, is on the verge of falling under Heretic Inquisition Chief Serena.” “Yuna too, on the verge by Chief Serena?” “Yes.”
Things are turning dire. Can't let Yuna fall.
He dislikes Yuna—tried to kill him, tormented Lumia. But a 1st Rank magical girl fully corrupted by Serena?
Korea might end. That blade would turn back on him.
Already a third Fallen/traitors. Let a 1st Rank go too? No.
This had to be done. Lumia's help essential for success.
“Lumia, wanna help rescue Luna Pixie Yuna?”
He extends his hand. She grabs it without hesitation.
“Seriously, always diving into danger?” “So… you hate it?”
Lumia hugs him.
“No, I love it!”