Chapter 5
Chapter 5
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: My Slave (2)
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Druruk.
Park Won-jun stepped out of the hotel shower.
He wiped off the water and roughly dried his hair.
Washing up hadn't taken long at all.
"..."
Park Min-ju lay on the bed, having showered first.
She wore a bathrobe, but it was a far cry from the sultry look of a woman at a hotel with her boyfriend.
Her heart pounded wildly, and as Won-jun approached, she squeezed her eyes shut tight.
"This hotel isn't exactly cheap, but it's not to your liking?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You look like you've got complaints."
"Haa."
Park Min-ju sighed, eyes still closed.
He knew it all but was just teasing her anyway.
"It's not like I'd enjoy having to do it with you by force."
"Yeah? Then I'll make you feel good in no time. Get up."
Won-jun pulled Park Min-ju to her feet.
He slipped off her robe and sat her on his lap.
"Hugging you from behind like this is nice too."
"..."
Won-jun was decently tall and built, while Park Min-ju had a slim figure and stood at 163cm—tall for an adult woman, but not towering.
So the sensation of him holding her from behind felt good.
Her eyes squeezed shut in frustration, lips pressed tight—but that only made Won-jun all the happier.
She cried in sorrow, trembled in fear, rebelled like this; Park Min-ju was someone he couldn't help but adore.
"Your skin's so damn soft."
Won-jun stroked the body of Park Min-ju perched on his lap.
"Mmph..."
No reaction when he grabbed her breast, but fiddling with her nipple drew one out.
Her trying to stifle any sound only turned him on more.
Smack.
When Won-jun planted a kiss on her left cheek, she whipped her head aside.
Park Min-ju knew full well this only made him enjoy it more, but she couldn't stop herself.
"Just get it over with quick..."
"Huh?"
"You're gonna shove it in anyway. Why keep teasing with your hands?"
Her timid act of defiance.
Being toyed with like some plaything was too much to bear.
"What's the rush?"
But even that rebellion struck him as adorable.
"Want me to stick it in quick? Guess you liked getting pounded last time?"
"What? No, that's not—"
"So cute."
"I said no!"
She tried to protest, but Won-jun's hand beat her to it.
He pressed against her pussy and shoved his index and middle fingers inside.
"Don't! Pull them out!"
"Relax, I trimmed my nails nice and short. Told you I'd make you feel good."
His manly fingers invaded her delicate folds.
Leaving startled Park Min-ju behind, Won-jun got a proper angle and curled his fingers upward inside her.
"Out, get them out..."
Smack.
To reassure her, Won-jun kissed her cheek again.
And kept those fingers moving.
Sensation was building for Park Min-ju, but she just shook her head side to side.
"Ahng!"
"Huh?"
"Hup... "
Park Min-ju let out a sound and clapped a hand over her mouth.
Won-jun grinned instantly.
"Found your weak spot, Min-ju."
That spot his rummaging fingers had discovered deep inside.
He'd zeroed in on his target.
"Like it, Min-ju? Huh? Feels good?"
"No, ahng! Hate it! Aang!"
"Then why're you squirming like that?"
Park Min-ju shook her head in denial.
But her cute moans and quivering legs were the perfect lie detector.
"Ha, shit."
"Wuup!"
They said seeing something too cute could make curses slip out.
Won-jun kissed her right then.
His left hand gripped the back of her head to block any refusal, while his right kept assaulting her weak spot.
The area indirectly teasing her clit.
The kiss was feral, but his index and middle fingers caressed her oh-so-gently.
He'd researched all the sex manners and stimulation tricks online beforehand.
Lucky for him, she was pretty responsive.
"Haa, haa."
"Min-ju, you're one soggy girl."
Won-jun gave her mouth and pussy a breather.
Confirming how drenched her insides were left him smug.
Her head drooped forward from the intense stimulation.
Won-jun hugged her even more tenderly from behind.
"Sniff sniff."
Holding her like this was pure bliss.
That faint shampoo scent wafting from her. Her pale, luscious neck. The occasional glimpse of fine hairs—all too cute.
Smack.
"Take back what I said about perfume. Your natural smell's the best."
Won-jun pecked her nape too.
With a body scent this good, perfume would just get in the way.
"Min-ju, feel this."
Won-jun took her right hand.
And placed it on his rock-hard cock, throbbing like it might burst.
"Got this stiff because of you."
'Hot.'
Park Min-ju, toyed with under Won-jun's control.
She jolted at the touch but held back, fearing it'd please him.
His cock: scorching like a pillar of fire, rigid, long, thick.
Unbelievable it'd been inside her before—and would be again soon.
"Now make me feel good."
"Ugh!"
Won-jun shoved her sideways without changing position.
Then grabbed her head with both hands and pulled it toward his cock.
A woman lying sideways to suck a seated man's dick.
It might've looked intimate for a couple, but the semi-coercion made it different.
"Put it in your mouth already."
"Haa..."
Won-jun looked down at her face right at his cock.
Head held forcibly, yet he told her to do it herself.
Park Min-ju glared up at him, eyes fierce.
Perfect pouty charm.
"Slurp slurp."
"Fuu."
His cock slid into Park Min-ju's mouth.
Won-jun was thrilled.
"Ah, too good."
The sensation was great, the angle perfect.
Not sure if blowjobs were inherently that amazing.
But the thrill of this Park Min-ju sucking him off? Immense.
Being fully naked on the bed made it even better.
'What next?'
Won-jun pondered as he watched her suck with a blank expression.
How to crank up the fun?
"Ugh, gonna cum."
"Ha, not in my mouth."
"Feels too good. Gotta fuck you later—what if I blow already?"
She pulled off briefly to warn against a mouth shot.
Won-jun muttered loud enough for her to hear.
"Seriously, no cumming in your mouth. Warn me if it's coming."
"Fine, keep sucking then."
He promised no mouth cum and demanded she continue.
"Slurp slurp."
"Mm..."
Faster tempo now.
Won-jun savored the pleasure.
'That's right. Bet you don't wanna get fucked right now.'
Park Min-ju was still the coerced victim.
Terror at being stuffed with his oversized cock, no doubt.
So she figured a BJ finish meant skipping the fuck.
'No chance.'
Last time's single load wasn't satisfaction—it was just a teaser in the bathroom.
With his adored Park Min-ju? One shot? No way. Pure bluff.
"Suck my balls too."
Won-jun demanded variety.
"Haa."
"Wu."
Park Min-ju lapped at his balls with her tongue while her hand pumped the shaft.
Her small hand couldn't fully grip his big cock, but the warmth of her touch was exquisite stimulation all the same.
Now she stuck out her tongue to lick along the length.
Having to extend it fully forced that lewd expression—sexy as hell.
"Back in your mouth."
And right back to the start.
"Slurp slurp."
Park Min-ju sucked fiercely, even bobbing her head.
"Ugh! Ah, like this I'm gonna—"
"Slurp slurp."
At his words, she sucked even harder.
"... "
Desperate grin suppression.
More than the pleasure, her cuteness was driving Won-jun insane.
'Call it?'
But evening tower climb and part-time shift loomed. He was busy. Plus, her jaw would ache soon.
"Stop."
"Euph? Huh?"
He'd trembled like he was cumming, then casually told her to quit mid-BJ.
Park Min-ju, braced for a mouth load, blinked in confusion.
"Just wanted a quick tease, but damn, you went all out."
"... "
"You love my cock, Min-ju."
"No! I don't! No way!"
She denied it with a straight face.
But anyone watching would've sworn she sucked it like a lover's.
"Sorry to your boyfriend—already got you hooked on sucking my dick."
"Don't say shit like that..."
"Got it. Lie down."
She glared daggers but stretched out straight on the bed anyway.
Won-jun grinned, lining up his cock.
Park Min-ju's eyes locked right on it.
"Excited, huh?"
"As if."
"What? Can't forget fucking me, so you came running."
"You blackmailed me!"
"Did I now?"
Won-jun sneered.
He hoisted her legs, all set to thrust.
"Thought you were a good little girlfriend."
Right on the brink.
Park Min-ju murmured softly.
Won-jun, gripping his cock to push in, met her eyes.
Less contempt, more a flicker of sadness.
"A good guy would've dumped me back then."
"Fuck."
"Huh?"
"Fuckin' say it then! Why bring it up now?!"
Park Min-ju yelled, voice thick with bottled-up rage.
Even she knew she wasn't a saint.
But she hadn't fucked up bad enough for this torment. So why suffer like this?
"And you were always glued to me 'cause you wanted to fuck! I told you about my boyfriend—should I have said 'no alone time since I have a BF' when we weren't even close? Fuck you with a boyfriend around?"
"... "
Lips quivering, tears welling.
Won-jun just watched.
"Aaak!"
Then he rammed his cock in.
Park Min-ju wailed, near-scream.
He'd learned to go slow for her pussy to adjust.
But he drove in till the tip kissed her cervix, her walls forcibly stretching around the fullness.
The agony shook her pupils.
"... "
Won-jun hugged her tight, just like that.
"Haa, haa."
"Min-ju, think there's a misunderstanding."
She panted through the sharp pain's aftershock as Won-jun whispered in her ear.
"Teased you a bit with it, sure. But honestly? No hard feelings anymore. For real."
His tone soothed her like a whimpering lover.
'Truth is.'
Won-jun reflected.
He wanted to blame his past weak, dumb self more than her.
A real man self-checks his flaws first—not points fingers at the girl. That was his creed.
And that grudge? Water under the bridge now.
'What matters is.'
"Aaak-!"
"Fuu."
Squelch squelch.
Won-jun rocked his hips, pounding away.
"Haang! Hurts! It hurts!"
"Just love fucking you, Min-ju. That's all it is."
He thrust wildly, like pleading for her love.
Yeah. That was it. End of story.
"Min-ju."
"Wuup!"
Won-jun kissed her. Pounding hard while kissing. He'd craved it.
Below, his monster cock hammered mercilessly; above, his tongue kissed her like cherished love.
It symbolized exactly what he felt for Park Min-ju.
'Yeah. This is what a woman's for.'
Won-jun truly treasured Park Min-ju.
Young man and woman.
A girl blessed with face and figure draws endless eyes.
Beauty is power for women.
They doll up with makeup, pick outfits, even hit the clinic to boost their worth.
Men primp to court, packaging themselves to seem valuable.
Women sift for the best.
Losers drop out; winners claim her body.
Superiority bred massive confidence in Won-jun—and he loved this dynamic.
Thirty years in the murim world.
Tasting a realm where strength sorted people clean? No going back to ordinary life.
He craved power, freedom through strength, hedonistic highs.
Best thrill: dominating humans as a human.
Women, ideally. Body, mind, life—all conquered.
'Yeah, Park Min-ju.'
She smiled sweet at male part-timers, clashed with the girls.
Prime gossip fodder among female staff.
Customers adored her pretty face, flirty speech and voice. Nine in ten asked for her number.
With a boyfriend, brush off guys? Hell no.
Male attention's a precious resource. Knowing how to leverage it? That's womanhood.
The more he saw of her living that life, the more Won-jun loved it.
A woman's value as a woman? Men decide.
How many crave her? Fantasize futures? Jerk off to her image?
Dominating the woman men lust for. That was Won-jun's dream life.
Paang! Paang!
Flesh slapped loud through the room.
"Ahng! Ahk!"
"Haa, Min-ju. Gonna cum."
"No! No! Not inside!"
Won-jun instead hiked her legs higher, slamming down hard.
"Ugh!"
Climax hit; he froze.
Then felt it pulse out in five thick bursts—more cum than most guys his age mustered total.
"Ah, told you not inside..."
"Love you."
"Haa."
Won-jun pecked her cheek like praising a job well done.
Park Min-ju turned her head aside with a resigned sigh.
He'd cum faster than last time, but the ache lingered. His cock was merciless on her.
"Came a ton."
Deep creampie, yet it overflowed from her pussy.
Smug, Won-jun grabbed tissues and wiped her clean—pussy and bed included.
"We gotta wash up."
"Huh? What're you saying?"
"Wash."
"Later."
"What?"
"Cute."
Smack.
Won-jun gave her lips a light peck.
So many kisses and pecks—she didn't even think to dodge anymore.
"Look at this."
He showed off his cock.
"Huh?"
Park Min-ju's eyes went wide.
The dick that'd just unloaded was rock-hard again.
"Turn over."
Won-jun demanded round two in a new position.
He still had so much he wanted to try with Park Min-ju.