That Woman's Circumstances (Not Creampie)-3
That Woman's Circumstances (Not Creampie)-3
"Ahak?!"
Even by her own standards, an absurd level of pleasure slammed into Scarlet's brain.
Of course, she wasn't doing anything particularly impressive.
She was just cautiously stroking and caressing her own erogenous zones with her fingers.
'And yet...'
And yet, she was in this state.
Scarlet let out a hollow laugh at her own lewdness.
"..."
However, her Master—Hyeondo—simply watched in silence.
With an unreadable gaze, chin resting on his hand.
He looked like he was appreciating a masterpiece painting, or perhaps like a company employee reviewing work documents.
'That's why it turns me on even more...'
It was okay to break even more.
No matter what embarrassing display she put on, that man wouldn't so much as blink.
To that man—no, to him and him alone.
He was the only one she could entrust and rely on with everything she had.
With that bizarre sense of relief, Scarlet flung open every lock that had been holding her back.
"Haa, haa, hng...! Ngahk...!"
—Jjigeok, jjigeok, jjigeok, jjigeok...
No matter how much Scarlet thought about it, she couldn't figure out the reason.
In fact, she wasn't even trying to think about it.
Her craving for domination and ecstasy in submission... it was her innate nature, literally.
However, finding a Master who could fully contain that nature was incredibly difficult.
"Uh...? I-I'm not into that kind of thing..."
Partners whose inclinations didn't match were fine.
Having a different innate nature wasn't wrong.
"Yeah? Then get on all fours. Suck it. Pant like a dog."
The problematic ones were the types who immediately revealed their true colors when the time came.
They'd blabber about becoming her Master and accepting everything about her, but they lacked dignity.
To put it precisely, they just wanted to satisfy their barbaric curiosity and base desires.
"Ah, so annoying... Why's it so sticky?"
So, it was only natural to reach that conclusion.
That's why, at some point, Scarlet had given up.
Because the person she wanted wasn't a lifelong partner to share life's path with.
What she wanted was the selfish desire itself—to dump the full weight of her being onto someone else.
No one would accept this filthy craving that would dirty them just by looking at or touching it.
That's what she'd thought.
"Haa, haa...! Aaaang...!"
But what about now?
With just a gaze upon her.
With him simply being right there in front of her.
'I'm alive...!'
Scarlet truly felt alive.
Is a human living, or dying?
If someone asked her that, Scarlet could answer without hesitation.
Right here, right now, she was alive.
Only in this moment did she exist.
"Gguuk...! Uk, ngghuk...!"
—Pusyik!
Like fireworks exploding, a clear fountain burst from between Scarlet's legs.
"Huu, huu... Kkheut...!"
—Teolseok...
An orgasm that left her collapsing face-down on the floor without realizing it.
An afterglow so intense that post-masturbation emptiness didn't even come close.
Thanks to that, as Scarlet lay there twitching wordlessly, Hyeondo, who had already stood up, approached her.
—Tuk.
"...!!!"
Scarlet sensed it instinctively. She didn't need to see.
She knew that what was now on top of her was his foot.
Of course, the only emotions she felt were ecstasy and thrill.
If he'd praised her with a "good girl" or patted her head saying she did well, she would've been disappointed instead.
"M-Master...nim..."
Scarlet immediately corrected her posture.
She straightened her limp body, neatly gathering her trembling arms.
Just like a slave prostrating herself before her Master.
Soon after, Hyeondo applied a bit more pressure with the foot pressing down on her head and spoke.
"What did I tell you?"
"T-To masturbate... You commanded me to..."
"Yeah, I did. But that wasn't all."
"T-To speak... You told me to speak..."
About what she would do.
About what she was thinking.
Hyeondo had clearly told Scarlet to voice every thought in her head.
But Scarlet had gotten lost in her own excitement, stirred herself wildly, and climaxed spectacularly.
The moment she realized that, Scarlet grabbed Hyeondo's foot and began begging.
"M-Master-nim, I did wrong, I did wrong...! Give me one more chance...!"
"..."
"Please, please... Please don't discard me..."
"Did I tell you to lift your head?"
The response to her desperate plea was his foot stomping down on her head again.
If the first one had been more like just placing it there, this time it was fully crushing down.
"Huu, hng...! I-It hurts... Master-nim...!"
There's no Master in the world who cares about a slave's feelings.
Hyeondo stomped on Scarlet's head even more mercilessly.
"Hngut...! Ahang...! Master-nim...!"
But the sound from Scarlet's mouth wasn't a groan—it was a moan of rapture.
As if begging him to trample her even rougher, more thoroughly.
Normally, one would grimace or burst into hollow laughter at this.
"Auk...!"
But Hyeondo, with an utterly emotionless face, mercilessly grabbed her by the hair.
"Looks like you prefer having your head trampled over masturbating?"
"Y-Yes, yesss...♥ Th-Thank you...♥"
Her face smeared with saliva and tears, Scarlet flashed a completely broken smile.
However, Hyeondo shot back in a heavy, sinking voice.
"I was trying to punish you... but for a lewd bitch like you, it turned into a reward, huh."
"Ah...?"
"Guess I'll have to punish you a different way."
"P-Punish...?"
"If you fuck up, you get punished. Right?"
"Y-Yes... Master-nim... Punish me... Punish this pathetic, worthless bitch who disobeyed your command..."
"Good. Then close your eyes. If you open them before I tell you to..."
The trailing words turned to silence, then gripped her throat.
That would be the end of everything.
The suffocating silence branded the worst possible conclusion into Scarlet's mind like a mark.
"Y-Yes, yes! I won't open them! Not until Master-nim commands me!"
"Good. From now on, close your eyes and move only according to my commands."
"Yes... Aak!!"
—Cheolssak!
In response to her submission came a sharp slap across her breasts.
Thanks to that, as Scarlet collapsed to the floor again, her Master's icy voice stabbed like a dagger.
"Did I tell you to answer?"
"Huu, huu... Eung...!"
"This is the last time. Don't do anything except breathe. Not without my command. Got it? Answer."
"Yes, yes! Master-nim...!"
"Good."
Right then, Scarlet heard footsteps gradually moving away from her ears.
Scarlet simply listened.
Eyes tightly shut, collapsed on the floor.
—Ppulseok...
He sank back into the sofa.
The next thing to do was, of course, to punish Scarlet.
I gave a command to Scarlet, who was still lying there with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Come to me. Crawl."
"...!"
Scarlet immediately crawled over to me.
Even when she bumped her head on the table leg midway, she didn't so much as twitch, let alone groan.
To Scarlet prostrated before me like that, I gave the next command.
"Get up here. On my lap."
"Hng, hng...!"
Panting roughly, Scarlet groped her way up onto my lap... but.
Since she couldn't see a thing, she struggled to climb on.
"Tsk..."
I mercilessly smacked the ass of this pathetic bitch who couldn't even follow such a simple command.
"Aak!!"
"Who told you to make a sound? Hurry up and get on."
Only then did Scarlet finally manage to climb onto my lap.
I pulled her twitching arms behind her head and spread her trembling legs wide open.
"Huu... huu..."
Dewdrops glistened at the corners of Scarlet's tightly shut eyes.
Panting breaths leaked continuously from her slightly parted lips.
Her body trembled faintly in a pitiful way, but...
Her nipples were swollen so hard it hurt just to look at them.
The arousal fluid dripping from between her legs was now stretching like spiderwebs.
"Hmm..."
"Eung...!"
And on top of that, she twitched at just the sound of my breath.
Scarlet had become overly sensitive.
In that case... this should count as punishment.
I reached out, firmly embraced her waist, and took one of her bursting nipples into my mouth.
"Kkuuk...! Hahit...!"
"No sounds."
"Hgrk, kkh... heuk...!"
To obey my command not to make noise, Scarlet bit down hard on her teeth.
She squeezed her eyes shut so tight that the pooled tears fell, gripping her own hair tightly with her hands behind her head.
Of course, the more she did, the harder I sucked on her nipple.
—Jjuuup...!
"Hggik...!"
"This keeps..."
—Cheolssak!
I smacked the other breast that was pressing against me like it wanted to be sucked too.
"Mmh...! Heup, hheup...!"
"Stay still. No sounds. Answer."
"Y-Yes, yess..."
I gazed at Scarlet silently for a moment.
Even as I relentlessly smacked her breasts with my hand, she only got more aroused.
She'd probably be thrilled even if I whipped her.
Exploring sadism and masochism could be meaningful too.
But right now wasn't the time for exploration—it was time for punishment.
With my thoughts sorted, I gave a command she absolutely couldn't keep.
"No sounds. Got it? Answer."
"Y-Yes, yesss..."
"The more you break the command, the longer the punishment time gets. No sounds except breathing. Got it?"
"Yess...!"
If pain becomes pleasure and reward instead of punishment, how do you punish her?
The answer is simple.