Something Long, Hard, and Hot
The moment he stepped into the massage room, the same scene as before unfolded around him.
Only the mood of the place had changed. The lights glowed a soft pink, and the thick, sweet scent of roses hung heavy in the air, as if someone had been waiting for this exact moment and had prepared the room for it.
Yu-yeong lay on the massage bed. Unlike last time, there was no towel modestly covering her backside from the start. When he drew closer, her body gave the faintest flinch — and that alone told him just how tightly she was wound.
Of course she is. She showed me that mess of a state and still came back asking for another massage.
This time, though, he wasn't here to work on her wings. He was here to work on her body. Her ass, her back, her thighs, her calves — and after that, her groin, the mound of her pussy, and further still, all the way inside.
"Miss Yu-yeong."
"Yes...?"
"Before we begin, I picked up a potion that's good for relaxing the skin and muscles. Would it be all right if I used it?"
He had dressed it up nicely as something for the skin and the muscles, but its true nature was an aphrodisiac — and not just one. The colors marked different strengths. If he hadn't falsified the purchase history, he would have been caught for certain.
"...As much as you like. It really is good for the body, right?"
"It is. You don't honestly think I'd have brought something strange, do you?"
He played the innocent without a flicker of shame and, as if to tell her not to worry, smoothed a gentle hand over her ass.
A shiver ran through her. That full, rounded backside quivered like pudding caught in a draft — and visually, the sight was almost too satisfying.
...Time to start.
He couldn't afford to drag this out any longer. From the case he'd brought, he took the purple aphrodisiac at once: the second-strongest of the five. Using the most potent one from the very beginning could go badly, so he had to keep the dose at a reasonable level.
The strongest — the white — is something I'll save for training an S-Rank.
It was an aphrodisiac made by an A-Rank Villain. It would work on an A-Rank, of course, and there was no doubt it would work on an S-Rank as well.
A wet trickle. He soaked his hands in it and scattered it over her body here and there, though he kept roughly half in reserve. That remainder was a provision for later.
"Huu..."
He spread a light coat all the way along the inner walls of her pussy, and worked the aphrodisiac thoroughly over her rear.
"Please wait just a moment. They say it only takes effect once the potion has soaked in."
"All right..."
She waited obediently. At first there was no reaction at all — but as the seconds passed, the change began to show.
"Haa... hnn..."
Faint moans started to slip out of her. The longer she waited, the more her body trembled in fine little shivers, and when he carefully looked between her thighs, love-juice was already seeping out in thin trails.
This should be enough.
Lustful Touch
Erogenous zones stimulated. Overwhelming arousal induced on contact.
Arang triggered Lustful Touch at once and began to knead her back and ass with cold hands.
"Hyaaak...!"
The moment his hands landed on her, she gave up on staying quiet. Soft, helpless moans spilled out as her whole body shuddered. Even so, he didn't go straight for her pussy or the inside of her cunt. He waited — until the moment she asked. He had no intention of touching her there first. Do that, and he might hand her an excuse. He had to advance so thoroughly that she would have neither excuse nor rebuttal. Leave her even a single hole to slip through, and the whole thing could come apart.
That was what training was. You pressed the other person, little by little, until there was nowhere left to run and no way to deny it — and the more honest they became, the greater the pleasure you gave them in return. He had decided to approach this the way one raised a pet.
Calling her a female would prick my conscience, though. I can't do that.
Wasn't that too vulgar? Calling a human woman a bitch... there were lines a man simply didn't cross.
So he was relentless about everything except the one place he refused to touch. He stroked her ass, and her body flinched. He dragged his fingers down her back, and her waist curved in small, helpless arcs. Body and patience both already looked as if they had reached their limit.
"Um, umm..."
And at last—
"The inside... could you massage me all the way inside...?"
"Of course. If there's anything you want, you only have to say so."
Arang accepted her request without a moment's hesitation. She had given permission now. It was time to begin in earnest.
A slick, wet sound. He spread her sticky, glistening pussy — love-juice already drooling from it — with his fingers, and pushed them inside.
"Hup..."
He had only put his fingers in, and already her cunt clamped down hard around them. Even that tight, sucking pressure couldn't stop his fingers from moving.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch—!
He started scraping along her inner walls in earnest, groping her pussy in a messy, obscene rhythm.
"Haaeh, hnueeek...♡"
The moment the fondling began, the sounds she made turned properly lewd.
"Huooh, hoook♡♡"
Spurt! A hissing spray—!
She stretched her legs out straight and jerked her hips in little kicks. Her juices had already soaked the massage bed through, and still it wasn't enough — she came while squirting a fountain straight from her pussy.
Now, if I raise the intensity all at once...
Lustful Touch — power drawn to its limit
He hauled the force of Lustful Touch up to its maximum. And the instant he started fingering her cunt again—
Squelch, squelch, squelch—!
"Oooooohk♡♡♡"
She let out a low sound not even a beast would make, and the gaps between her climaxes grew shorter still. Move his fingers three times, and she came once. Right now her pussy was nothing but a completely defenseless, sloppy little cunt.
"Arang...♡ S-stop, stop it pleeease♡♡ My pussy's dying♡"
She was climaxing without even knowing what she was saying, begging him. Please stop. Please, just stop. But Arang didn't stop. If anything, he worked her weak spots more relentlessly and forced her to come harder.
"Ohoot♡ Ook♡♡"
And when the total number of her orgasms hit something like fifty—
A roaring, endless gush♡
She squirted harder than she ever had, soaking the wall of the massage room. Only then did Arang pull his fingers out of her pussy and stop.
"Huu..."
"Hueuk... hueee♡"
Even with the fondling over, she kept climaxing in intermittent bursts, clearly savoring the afterglow.
"Miss Yu-yeong."
"Hnn, hieeuu♡"
Into that dazed, mindless state, he offered a single suggestion.
"I know you've enjoyed this plenty. But... there's a better massage still waiting. Would you trust me with it, just once?"
"Hieh...?"
Yu-yeong answered while drool ran from her mouth in strings. Whether that counted as an answer was debatable — but he had definitely seen her nod, so it was fair to call it permission.
"I'll take that as a yes."
He wrung the consent out of her and immediately turned her body so she lay on her back, facing the ceiling.
"Ha..."
Laid out properly on the massage bed, her body was almost too beautiful. Breasts enormous, only a little shy of watermelons, with nipples peeking out in shy little points. A narrow waist, and a lower belly that swelled with the subtlest softness. It was fantastic enough to make him think she had been born for the sole purpose of getting men hard. Looking at a body like that, the cock he had been clenching back all this time swelled to its limit — so large that its outline showed clearly even through his pants.
That goddess bitch did hand me a decent body, I'll give her that. The cock on it is filthily huge.
At this size and this stiffness, he could probably make the most obscene kind of size-gap fantasy come true with any woman at all.
"Then I'll begin."
"......"
Yu-yeong said nothing. She simply lay still, as if she had fallen asleep. Arang poured what remained of the aphrodisiac — about half — over that body and rubbed it in, working it over her so thoroughly that there wasn't a place below her face left untouched.
"Huaa... haaa..."
The reaction came even faster than before. A body that had already tasted the aphrodisiac once recognized it again. It had already memorized the pleasure from moments ago.
If I'm not careful, she'll pick up a nasty habit...
The aphrodisiac was a liquid, after all. Once she was perfectly trained, wouldn't she feel it and react with hypersensitivity no matter what liquid he poured over her, as if it were the drug itself? Of course, getting her there would mean using the aphrodisiac for a very long time. And maybe that, in its own way, wouldn't be so bad. Some damp, furtive desire he couldn't quite name seemed to be stirring in him, faint as it was.
Under the name of a massage, Arang pushed on more blatantly than ever. She had to know it too — that this had long since left the realm of any ordinary massage. And still she lay there quietly, which meant...
She likes the situation she's in.
At once he slid the fingers of one hand into her pussy and started to fondle her. At the same time his other hand squeezed a huge breast and flicked the nipple with his fingertips.
"Huit... hiiik♡"
She reacted just as she had before — and came at least twice as fast. He could see, clear as day, the sight of her gradually coming apart.
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch—!
"Hnoooh♡ Ogoooohk♡♡"
The harder he worked her, the more she wailed in that low voice again, shaking her head from side to side. At first she had kept her eyes gently shut, but little by little they opened, and he watched her pupils roll back. This time, though, she didn't call his name and beg him to stop. If anything, she looked as if she wanted more — hitching her hips in small thrusts, as though she wanted his fingers deeper.
"Ook♡ Nnhoooh♡"
Every time her waist jerked, her breasts surged and shook in a wild, helpless jiggle.
She's not even thinking of hiding it anymore.
The first time she came, she must have wanted to conceal it somehow. Now she looked as if she couldn't hide it, and didn't want to — showing him the raw, honest face of her climax exactly as it was.
"There, just hold on a little longer. Come about fifty more times, and I'll stop."
Arang whispered it at her ear the way one soothes a crying child. He no longer danced around the word climax. He said it straight.
"Yes, yeshhh♡♡"
Even treated like that, Yu-yeong didn't deny him or resist. She nodded, drool spilling from her lips.
Thirty... forty... forty-five... forty-nine...
And when she finally reached fifty—
A roaring gush—!
She squirted again and left the wall soaked through. True to his word, the moment the fiftieth climax ended, Arang pulled his fingers free and took his hands off her completely.
We've come this far today. Next time I can aim for putting it in...
If it went that way, he would be able to train her at his leisure. A few years of time bought, and he would have more room to breathe than before.
"Today's massage ends here. Thank you for your har—"
"Arang, Arang...!"
Just as he was about to finish, she spoke.
"Um... it's still throbbing inside, so..."
With a trembling hand she spread the mouth of her pussy and went on. Love-juice was still running from the afterglow of her climaxes, and her clit stood stiff to its limit, but she paid it no mind.
"......"
Something long and hard. Arang knew exactly what she was asking for. She wasn't some woman ignorant of sex, and having come this far, of course she understood. But she still didn't have the nerve to say it outright, so she had talked in circles.
"Understood. But... before we begin, I'll put on some rubber equipment."
He agreed without hesitation. The penetration he had thought would have to wait until next time was an opportunity he could take right now. Even so, the condom was mandatory. He had too much to do; get her pregnant on top of it, and the trouble would pile up without end.
Speaking plainly can wait.
Unless she used the direct words first, Arang had decided he would keep talking around them too. Seeing her now, she still seemed too shy to say it straight. Keep being blunt with a woman like that, and it might backfire. Once she was close to falling, she would say it on her own. He only had to wait for that moment.
Arang started taking off his pants at once. Then he stripped his underwear completely, and when his cock — swollen to its absolute limit — came into view...
"Heh...?"
Yu-yeong, who had been staring straight at him, couldn't help the weak little sound that escaped her. No wonder. The sex hanging from the man in front of her was so far beyond any ordinary size it barely seemed real.
"Huu... haa...♡"
Thinking of something that huge going inside her frightened her. Her body, on the other hand, was honest.
A needy, clenching throb♡
Her womb, which had never once trembled before, was quivering. It felt as if it were crying out with everything it had that it truly wanted that cock.
"Then I'll begin the massage in earnest."
"Yes, yees...♡"
At Arang's words, she answered in a voice dripping honey.