Hand Over Everything You've Got
Of course.
The reek of cum suited a cumslut perfectly.
Like she'd always been that way.
"Act like a cumslut. I like that you smell like one."
"Mmnh… uuuugh…!"
At my words, Kang Hyunji shut her mouth and looked up at me.
The shame of having been forced to swallow my semen until the smell soaked into her mouth, then made to let me smell it. A flicker of anger at the man who'd reduced her to this pitiful state. And, beneath it all, the submission that showed through because her body was so worked up her pussy was already wet.
All of it mixed together in her eyes.
Alright.
Discipline enough for now…
"Hey."
"Uuh… y-yes…!"
Hyunji answered in a voice thick with embarrassed shame.
Now it was time to properly claim her as my cumslut.
First order of business: take the things that mattered most to her.
"Your Blow account and your house passcode. Tell me everything."
"W… what..??"
Hyunji went pale with shock.
Fair enough.
Being told to hand over her Blow login and the code to her own front door. If someone had said that to me, I'd have cursed them out on the spot and asked if they had a death wish.
"My house… passcode and my Blow account… that's…"
"A girl who's becoming my cumslut—shouldn't I obviously know her house passcode and her Blow ID and password?"
It was nonsense, sure… but in this situation, it wasn't entirely nonsense.
From the day I'd found her Sect content, a collar had already been forced around Kang Hyunji's neck.
"Th… that's…"
I was good at putting myself in other people's shoes, so her hesitation made perfect sense.
But that was that, and this was this.
From the moment I'd discovered her Sect posts, I'd decided not to treat her like a person.
I already knew a cumslut's personal details—so what was the problem asking for her secret Blow account and the passcode that kept her house locked tight?
If she was going to belong to me, I needed to be able to drop by and use her whenever I wanted.
"Spit it out."
Spit it out…
Even I almost laughed at the line I'd just delivered.
What was I, interrogating a suspect…
My face didn't show it, but inside I was cracking up at how ridiculous it sounded.
"Ugh…!"
Even at that absurd demand, Hyunji looked genuinely panicked.
The atmosphere was heavy enough that she couldn't help it.
"What? You don't want to?"
"I… I can't do that…!"
"Then I guess getting your Sect stuff exposed is fine, right?"
"Uuh…!"
Those Sect photos were an absolute cheat code.
No matter how much she protested, one line about leaking the pictures and Hyunji started trembling.
"So what's it gonna be? Want me to leak them? Or are you handing over your Blow account and house passcode?"
"Uuuh…!"
A death choice.
Die socially, or have her humanity stripped away by me…
For my part, her ending up collared and broken under me was the happy ending.
"I don't even feel like giving you time to think. Decide fast. Unless you want it leaked."
"Aah… ugh…! Fine…."
Hyunji finally answered in a voice that crawled into the floor.
A declaration of surrender.
Having to drag a surrender out of her like this every single time was exhausting…
"Write it here. Blow account, password, house passcode—in that order."
I opened the notes app on my phone, brought up a blank screen, and held it out to her.
"Yes…"
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Hyunji took my phone and started typing.
The soft click of her fingers on the screen filled the quiet.
Two of her most private secrets were sliding into my hands, one keystroke at a time.
"H… here…!"
She held the phone back out.
"Hmm…"
I read the ID, password, and house passcode she'd written in the notes, just once, to myself.
Nothing too complicated.
Then I swiped over and opened the Blow app.
I tapped my already-logged-in profile, hit add account, and entered Nabi's Blow ID and password into the new login screen.
"Hmm…"
The credentials were correct—and a two-factor authentication screen popped up.
Right…
These days everything needed a second login…
She managed her account better than I'd expected.
Picked that up somewhere…?
From the look of it, once a device was verified, it didn't need re-authentication after that.
But that wasn't the end of it.
I wasn't only logging in on this phone…
I checked the email address the verification was going to, closed the Blow app, and opened the portal site app instead.
Then I handed the phone back to Hyunji.
"Hey. Log in here."
"W… what??"
"I said log in here. We need the verification, don't we?"
"Th… this too…?"
"This too what?"
"I really can't do this…!"
Of course she didn't want to hand it over.
A portal account was packed with genuinely sensitive personal information.
Email, identity details, cafes, blogs…
Add certificate functions on top of that, and a full compromise could mean every bank account she had getting cleaned out.
But I didn't care about any of that.
I only needed the one verification email that would land in her inbox.
"You can't?"
"Ugh…!"
Hyunji hesitated.
The pattern was already obvious, so she had to know exactly what I'd say next.
"You sure about that?"
I twisted the knife on purpose.
"I really… can't…!"
She kept stalling.
"Sure. Maybe you can't. Just like you can't get caught doing Sect stuff and have it all leaked, right?"
"Aah…!!"
It was only words, but the moment I touched that raw nerve she flinched hard.
I kept saying it, but it really was an unbeatable cheat code.
I was the bastard for blackmailing her…
But watching Hyunji shake the second I so much as brushed the threat, there was no way I wasn't going to use it.
When you've got a cheat code, why take the long way around?
"I still can't…!!"
Oh.
This time she was putting up a real fight.
She couldn't dig in every single time, so maybe I'd try coaxing her a little.
"I don't need to look at your personal info. I just want the verification email. So why?"
"Even… even so…"
"I won't look at anything else. If you still won't, I'm leaking the Sect stuff. Got it?"
"Ugh… seriously.. Hyunwoo… you're a really bad person…!"
Was she just someone who couldn't swear…
Or was she too scared to?
In a situation where I'd have been spewing every curse I knew, Hyunji only managed to call me a "bad person."
"What? If you're pissed, just curse me out. I don't care."
I smirked and needled her on purpose.
"Uugh… hngh… you bastard…!"
There.
That was more like it.
Curse me. Don't curse me. Either way, she was still getting crushed under me.
"Aww. Sounds nice. Now hurry up and log in."
"Y… you really want me to..!?"
"Then I'll do it myself."
Thud!
"Hiiit!!!"
I kicked up, a little hard, into the crotch of Hyunji's panties—already so soaked through they were see-through, pussy lips fully visible.
Her whole body jerked and shuddered.
I felt the wet slick of her juices on the top of my foot.
"You think I was joking?!"
I barked it at her, loud.
"Hiiit!!"
Completely cowed, she reacted deliciously.
"So. If you don't want to die, log in right here."
"Hngh… huuugh…!"
She sounded like she was starting to cry.
"Stop crying."
Thud! Thud!
"Hiiit!! Hiiiiiit!!"
"Log in. I'm not saying it again."
"O… okay…!"
She clutched my phone and started tapping away.
"I… I'm done…!"
I took the phone back. Her portal account was sitting there, added.
I checked the verification email, hit the button, and Nabi's Blow account finished logging into my phone completely.
One more collar around Kang Hyunji's neck.
"Hngh… hhk… hhngh…!"
Hyunji sobbed.
Maybe because watching herself get stripped of things one by one felt so pathetic…
Or maybe because she was finally feeling the collar close for real.
"Hey. Enough."
"Aaugh…!!"
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and hauled her head up.
I looked at the face that was making those pained little sounds.
Seeing how pretty she was, a sudden question hit me.
Why was a girl this beautiful getting stepped on under me?
Hyunji's puppy-like face was almost unfairly cute.
Slightly drooping eyes, a slim straight nose, lips just full enough.
I couldn't be sure, but she looked like a natural beauty—no surgical tells at all.
An absolute stunner… and she was this much of a filthy pervert…
Reality suddenly felt thin.
One Sect slip-up and she became my cumslut…
The second I registered that I got to use this pretty little cumslut however I wanted, my cock reacted first.
It throbbed and twitched, bobbing up and down.
I wasn't wearing underwear or pants, so she could see it with her own eyes.
Settle down for a second…
I pulled my head back together and came back to the moment.
"You. From now on, take birth control."
"B… birth control…?"
"What, you think I should have to wear a condom for a cumslut like you? Answer."
"H… hngh…!!"
"Answer."
"O… okay…! I… I'll take them, alright!!"
Still had some fight left in her, apparently.
Slap!
"Iieuk!!"
I casually backhanded her across the cheek.
"When I tell you to do something, just shut up and do it, you cumslut bitch."
"Aaugh…!"
"You think I should put on a condom just because of a cumslut?"
"Huuugh…!"
Normally, using a condom would be the right call.
But I was deliberately forcing bareback on her to burn in the fact that I owned her completely.
"Even the cost of a condom is wasted on a cumslut like you. Got it?"
"Y… yes… hngh…!"
"Huu…"
I let out a short breath and pulled my underwear and pants back on.
Time to head home.
I had a lot to think about once I got there.
First, comb through the Blow account…
And after that…
I needed to buy some toys.