Karma (6)
"Hahh... s-stop it...!"
Hanbyul writhed and thrashed, his painfully erect cock twitching and bobbing like a living dildo.
"Stop? Fine, then. I'll lend you my phone. Go ahead and call. Report your wife for domestic violence."
Jiwoo handed over her phone with surprising compliance. But the moment Hanbyul saw it drop onto his stomach, her intent became crystal clear.
"W-what... Yang Jiwoo... you really... khh... w-wait...!"
I can't reach it...
With both arms and both legs bound, there was nothing Hanbyul could do.
"What's this? You talked like you were going to do it right away. Why aren't you?"
"Th-that... this thing..."
"Pfft, ahahaha!!! Don't tell me you're asking me to dial it for you? How pathetic, Hanbyul."
Perhaps the reality of his position had finally sunk into his bones. He let his raised head fall back and went limp, as if every last ounce of fight had drained out of him.
"Are you sulking? I knooow. Report me~ Go on, report me, Hanbyul. I'm giving you a chance right now, so report me~?"
Wanting to feast on the sight of him struggling, she hauled Hanbyul's body upright and seized him from behind.
"W-what... what are you...!"
Her arms wrapped around his throat and began to squeeze.
"Ghk! Ugh... why... why are you doing this... I-I didn't report you... I said I wouldn't... s-stoop..."
"Exactly... Why'd you have to piss your wife off like that? You never should've brought it up in the first place. Right? Don't you think?"
She pressed her lips against his ear and whispered, the sound of her voice sliding into him like something unbearably stimulating...
"Hh... ghk... hh... kh...!"
Her tongue stretched out long and began licking deep inside his ear.
Goosebumps erupted across his skin as a moan tore out of him. But with his throat being crushed, even that couldn't come out properly.
"Should I stop?"
Unable to form another word, he made a strangled sound and nodded.
"Then say you love me. Whisper that you love only me. Think of nobody but me and say you love me."
"I... l-lo... kh...!"
The mere anticipation of hearing Hanbyul say those words sent her juices flowing like mad, and she clutched her husband tightly against her.
"You can do it♡ Try harder♡ If you don't hurry up, you'll. Die. Okay?"
"I... I don't wanna... I don't wanna die..."
The tighter she squeezed his throat, the stiffer and thicker his cock grew.
"Hhk!!! Nnnngh...! Nnghhhkkk!!!!"
"Ahaha♡ Why are you squirming so much? You look like a little worm..♡"
"Let me gooo...! I'm really gonna die...!!!"
"You're so good at talking, aren't you? Now say you love me~♡"
Watching Hanbyul's vulgar, broken display, Jiwoo went beyond grinding her hips — she started thrusting them. It had become as if she were the one fucking him from behind. She wanted nothing more than to capture this sight on video, in a photograph, anything that would let her keep it.
I didn't do this just to see him like this... but damn, what a show.
The sight of Hanbyul that only she could see filled her with possessiveness and a deep, intoxicating sense of superiority.
But perhaps she'd gotten too absorbed in those feelings.
He held out and held out... until his eyes rolled back, drool spilled from his lips, and his cock erupted.
Brrrrrrrt...!
Hanbyul's limbs convulsed. His lower body bounced and jerked this way and that... and then he passed out cold.
Semen splattered everywhere. Across the bed, over Hanbyul's body, even onto Jiwoo's face. The force of it had been weak, but it was more than enough to awaken Jiwoo's milking instinct.
"Ah... aah... did he pass out...? Hanbyul? Hanbyul, can you hear me?"
She unwrapped her arms and waved a hand in front of his face, but there was no response.
"I wanted to see him suffer a little more... but it was still good, wasn't it?"
She wiped the semen clinging to the tip of his urethra with her finger, sucked it off with a wet slurp, and made a sulky face.
"He didn't even say he loved me..."
Pouting, the wife poked at her unconscious husband's nipples. Then she started kneading those nipples and his chubby cheeks, a smile spreading across her face.
"This almost feels like a honeymoon."
It was strange. The anger hadn't fully dissipated, but her heart felt clear — almost refreshed. She still resented what Hanbyul had done, still burned with it — and yet the way he looked right now was more precious, more painfully arousing than even on the day they'd married.
"It's been so long since I've seen Hanbyul naked. I didn't even get to before the trip. This is the first time since then. When I think about it, I held out pretty well."
Even as she felt a thrill at being able to torment her husband's cock like this — the same cock that on the day of her business trip had been nothing but a tantalizing picture she couldn't touch — Jiwoo was already thinking about how badly she wanted to fuck him.
"He couldn't even last. Just went brrr and came like a rabbit. If I ride him rough in cowgirl, he'll blow before I even get a chance to feel anything♡"
She felt a regret that wasn't quite regret — she should've tormented his cock like this that day too. But since she was going to keep using him as a living dildo for a while, she didn't particularly mind.
"More importantly... gulp♡"
It was a magnificent cock, the kind that would make anyone's mouth water. Sleep-fucking wasn't her usual taste, but she didn't think she could wait until Hanbyul came to. She peeled aside the panties clinging tight to her skin and swallowed her husband's ripe cock whole.
"Nnh...! It goes in pretty well, doesn't it?"
It was a cheap cock that other women had used left and right. But the way it nestled perfectly against her womb, the way it fit her just right — nothing else in the world could ever replace this feeling.
"Those sow bitches... who the hell do they think they are, eyeing what's mine... nnh...! Go die wrapping yourselves in condoms and making excuses, you filthy sluts... nnghhh...!!!"
Tasting her husband's cock for the first time in so long, the moment she took him to the root, her back arched.
"It... it feels so good...♡ Hanbyul's cock after so long is the best♡♡♡"
Unconscious, with all four limbs bound, Hanbyul was literally a living dildo.
"Living dildo Hanbyeoliii...♡"
Every time they had sex, Hanbyul would complain that it hurt, that it was too much — and because she'd been so mindful of that, she hadn't been able to truly enjoy herself since they got married. Being able to fuck however she wanted through this opportunity filled Jiwoo with an unexpected, almost moved emotion.
"Hahh, it's incredible...♡ Tens of thousands of times better than getting myself off...!!!"
She'd planned to torment him for a while and then start the real discipline, but there didn't seem to be any need for that at all. He'd passed out before the discipline was even over, and this married man was already being used as Jiwoo's personal dildo.
"Hahh... hahh... ssshh~♡ So fucking good♡ It's so goddamn good♡♡♡"
Yang Jiwoo rode him mercilessly, her hair flying wild in every direction.
With every slam of her hips, her pussy clenched and twitched; her waist trembled; her lower lip was bitten white as she tried to swallow the moans spilling from her throat. Just looking at her was enough to make the words "erotic" and "obscene" come unbidden.
Her child-bearing pelvis shook with wet, slapping sounds... and even after what seemed like quite a lot, the Queen showed no signs of tiring.
"Hahh... hahh... more...! More! More!!! It's still not enough♡ Hanbyul's love still isn't enough...♡"
Having gone on a business trip and done nothing but work, it seemed an enormous amount of sexual desire had built up without her realizing it. If this was what it took to work off the lust accumulated in less than a month... just how far did Baek Jiwoo's lust go, after holding out for over a decade...? She found herself newly curious.
"A living dildo doesn't have a usage limit. I'm going to keep using you and using you until I'm satisfied♡♡♡ Jeon Hanbyul. Brace yourself, you fucking piece of shit..♡"
"Nngh... uh...! Huh...? I..."
After nearly an hour of riding him, climaxing several times along the way, Hanbyul finally came to — but.
"Oh my~? My personal talking dildo woke up?"
Before he could even get a proper word out, his wife treating him as a dildo made Hanbyul's blood boil. He might have looked like he had no capacity to learn, but passing out temporarily wiped the previous events from his memory... so it was an unavoidable reaction.
"W-what are you doing! Stop it! P-pull it out right now...!!!"
Jiwoo's pelvis heaved twice as hard as usual. She drew her waist back long and slammed down deep — so deep the outline of his glans showed through her cervix.
"You piece of trash!!! I really can't... nnghhhh!!!"
"Aah... I went to all that trouble educating you. But I guess you're such an idiot you forgot everything. What am I going to do♡"
"It hurts... it hurts... it huuurts...!"
Jiwoo chewed on his nipple, looking up at Hanbyul with her eyes rolled. She looked like a cat extending its claws to inflict harm.
"Remember this well. This is what happens when you go against your wife♡"
"S-stooop! It's... it's tearing...♡ It's gonna teeeear!!!"
She pinched his nipple and pulled. His nipple stretched so far it was a miracle it didn't tear. Because of the pleasure he'd been feeling without even realizing it, he was already in heat — so what should have been pain registered as pleasure instead.
"Ooh, tormenting you made your cock even bigger♡ Ahat..♡ I love it... I fucking love it..♡♡♡"
Brrrrrrrrrt...!!!
Hanbyul came again — and he'd only just regained consciousness.
"Hahh, he finished quick again... but you can still go more, right?"
"Please stop now...♡ I'll apologize, so don't be so rough... Jiwoo... please..."
The pleasure was burning through his brain. If this went any further, he felt like he'd lose his very personality — so he begged her to stop.
"Starting to get it now?"
"I get it! I understand... honey... I'll keep my promise now... I won't lie anymore...♡"
"Good."
He thought that was the end of it.
But if it had ended there, she wouldn't have been Yang Jiwoo — and it wouldn't have been the Queen's true nature.
"Still, you went and disappointed me, so I should get something from you too, don't you think? That's only fair..."
And then Jiwoo's hand began creeping downward.
"W-where are you touching...! I'm begging you, stop...!!! I've never done anything back there...!"
"Then that's perfect♡ Wouldn't this be a good chance to get taken by me...?"