Walking the Bitch Kang Hyunji
It was a pretty old story by now, but it still made me think of those flasher types who used to be all the rage back in the early-to-mid 2000s.
Biologically speaking, Kang Hyunji was a woman, so maybe “flasher woman” was the right term?
Anyway, she opened her coat and flung it wide right behind a man who was jogging past, teasing him like she was putting on a show just for him.
The body that had been hidden under the coat for a moment got yanked open by my hand, and a cheap, vulgar exposure show unfolded right there.
But the guy never looked back. He just kept running, eyes locked straight ahead.
“Hiiip…!!”
Terrified that the man up ahead might turn around, Kang Hyunji let out a huge, startled gasp.
But I saw it.
That guy couldn’t hear a thing we were doing right now.
He had earphones jammed in his ears as he passed.
Of course Kang Hyunji had no idea he was wearing them.
I’d deliberately pulled her into a hug and kept her gaze fixed against my chest just so she wouldn’t notice, all to mess with her head about that guy.
She was panicking because she was sure that if he heard the sounds we were making and turned around right when the coat flew open, it would be over.
“What? Feeling disappointed? Want me to call out nice and loud for him?”
I teased her while she was still too freaked out to understand the situation.
“Hiiik..!! N-no… don’t…!!”
Just those few words made her jump all over again.
“Why not? Doesn’t he deserve to know what a filthy pervert bitch you are?”
“Eut… if someone else finds out….!”
I let go of the coat flaps I’d been holding open behind her.
Instead, one hand clamped hard around her breast.
Like I was gripping a baseball.
“Heuut!!!”
The sudden squeeze on her tit made her body jolt and she flinched hard in surprise.
I rested the hand that was holding her breast right on top of the nipple cover and started kneading it like a slime toy, squeezing and releasing, humiliating her with every motion.
Meanwhile my free hand settled on her lower belly and slid slowly down along the crease.
“Heuuut…! H-here…!”
“Here what?”
“If there’s a CCTV… what do we do…!”
“Then you just flash a V-sign at it. Brag that you’re a pervert bitch, right?”
“Heuuut….!”
I whispered the slick, shameless words right into her ear while my hand kept traveling down that Y-shaped groove.
At the end of it I felt her clit, standing up stiff and hard like a little bean.
“Haaut…!! Haa….!♡”
Her heat-swollen clit twitched her whole body and pulled a moan out of her the second I so much as brushed it—like it was a critical hit.
I went deeper. The soft, clam-like folds of her pussy welcomed my fingers.
The tips of my fingers found the wings of her labia and the hole itself.
And by now it was only natural.
The pussy that had already been wet earlier was even more soaked now.
Soaked enough that the little pussy cover felt completely pointless.
…Once we got home I was going to have to wash that pussy cover first thing.
It was way too wet…
“Haaaa… heuut…!♡”
Right under a streetlamp on the walking path, she was getting her pussy toyed with by my hand that had just shoved its way in, and now she was moaning out loud like she wanted anyone to hear.
“Doesn’t matter if anyone hears anymore, does it?”
“Heut!! Heuup….!”
The moment I deliberately made her realize how vulgar the sounds she was making were, she clamped her mouth shut tight.
The pussy juice that had already soaked the cover thoroughly was now making my whole hand slick and wet.
This bitch never had a day where her pussy dried up, whether we were outside or inside.
Some of my other partners would dry up completely and get all crispy the second the mood broke…
But this one? Her juices never stopped flowing.
Every single time I trained her, no matter the time or place, the second I touched her pussy it was already dripping wet.
“You never dry up even once when I’m training you, do you?”
I brought my lips right up against her ear and spoke in a ticklish whisper.
“Hiit…!”
When my lips got within a few centimeters of her ear, she tilted her neck away like it tickled—or like she was too sensitive—trying to escape my mouth.
“Th-that’s….!”
“You can’t even answer that, can you?”
“….Heuut… haa… haeuut…♡”
Instead of words, she answered with more of those cheap, slutty moans.
I pulled both hands away at the same time—the one kneading her breast and the one rubbing her pussy.
“…Haaaa… heuut… haa… haaaa…♡”
She bent her waist a little and let out rough, moan-laced breaths.
Slick. Slick.
“Hiit…!”
I wiped the thick pussy juice coating my palm onto her belly.
“Lick it.”
“…Yes… heeup…!”
At my order to clean it by licking, Kang Hyunji stuck out her tongue.
Then, right out in the open, she licked up her own pussy juice that was smeared all over my hand.
While she cleaned my hand of her juices, I thought for a second about where to go next.
If we went a little deeper in from here, there was a stretch of path where the streetlamps didn’t shine quite as much.
The spot where I’d just trained her was a blind spot, luckily, but the entrance to this walking path normally had a few CCTV cameras.
The inner paths had fewer cameras, though, so I didn’t have to worry as much.
Well… I’d already mapped out the cameras while walking around here before, so as long as we stuck to the blind spots it was fine.
In the end it didn’t really matter that much…
Either way, I roughly yanked Kang Hyunji’s coat open again and stripped it off her.
“Hiit… heuut…!”
She made a tiny show of grabbing the collar and resisting, but there was no way she could stop the force of me stripping her.
In the end she gave up the pointless struggle and let go of the fabric.
I yanked the coat clean off her shoulders, took it away, and left her standing there again in nothing but that vulgar micro-bikini…
No—left her in a near-naked state with just those cheap scraps of fabric covering her.
“Eeit…! Heuut…!”
When her almost bare body was forced out into the open on the walking path again, she let out a pure female moan.
Should I make her crawl on all fours from here…
The thought crossed my mind for a second, but I dropped it right away.
Someone had just walked past a moment ago, so it was still too early to switch her into full bitch mode.
If I made her crawl and another pedestrian showed up, dealing with it would get genuinely hard.
For now we’d just walk fast on two legs.
Slap!
“Aeuuuk!!!”
I smacked her ass with my open palm like I was cracking a whip.
Her plump ass rippled like a wave.
Her short scream and the sharp crack of flesh being hit rang out across the empty walking path.
“Walk.”
“Eut… yes….!”
I put Kang Hyunji in front of me and we started walking slowly.
Dressed in that vulgar outfit, collared and leashed, she looked like some medieval slave.
We walked deeper into the path.
“Heut… heuut…!”
Kang Hyunji kept her head down and walked slowly ahead of me.
She knew perfectly well she’d get hit if she tried to cover her breasts or pussy, so she looked a little restless and fidgety.
In the dead of night, deep inside the park, it was even quieter than the entrance.
Not just sparse foot traffic—there was none at all.
Even the streetlamps felt fewer than before.
A place where darkness outnumbered the light.
In a spot like this, I could make Kang Hyunji do any filthy thing I wanted without much worry.
Hmm…
I looked around.
No one.
Completely silent.
I lowered my gaze to the ground.
It was stone, but not the rough, bumpy brick kind.
Her knees wouldn’t get scraped up here.
This spot would do.
Ah.
Right.
I’d remembered my plan to upload everything I was training her with right now to Nabi’s Blow account later.
I should film this vulgar state of Kang Hyunji’s too.
I pulled out my phone and opened the camera app.
Ding!
The sound of video recording starting rang out.
“Heuut…!”
I could see the back of Kang Hyunji, standing in front of me and now framed as my subject, flinch.
“Hey. Flesh toilet.”
“Eut..! Yes…!”
“Get down.”
“Ah…. eut…. yes…!”
At my words she dropped to her knees, planted her hands on the ground, and became a little bitch puppy.
I walked around in front of the crouched Kang Hyunji and yanked the leash.
“Euk… keueuk…! Kek-kek!!”
Her throat suddenly constricted and she coughed, making choking sounds.
“Keuut… heup… heueup…!”
When I pulled the leash again, the bitch in human form started moving her four limbs.
Across the smooth cement ground, Kang Hyunji crawled toward me on a leash like a purebred mutt.
“Eut… heut… heueut…!”
Even while crawling she kept whipping her head left and right, scanning the surroundings.
I was dragging her, so she couldn’t stand up on two feet.
And if a pedestrian suddenly popped out, there was nothing she could do about it either.
Stuck between both options, all she could do was keep looking around frantically, wound tight with tension.
“Kkeueuk.. kkeut…!”
Wait a second…
Why the hell was I walking in front?
Even when you walk a dog, the dog goes first, right?
Why was the owner leading?
I really had done something stupid.
I moved behind Kang Hyunji, who had been forced to crawl after me on the leash.
Slap!
“Hieut!!!”
Because she was down on all fours, her ass was sticking up even rounder and higher than usual. I smacked it hard from the side like I was slapping her face.
The bright crack of impact and her cute little scream filled the completely empty, silent middle of the park.
“A mutt’s supposed to go first. Get ahead, you bitch.”
“Euk… yes….!”
In that humiliating crouched position, she crawled forward ahead of me.
I followed behind, leash in hand, enjoying the vulgar view of her rear.
As she crawled, her ass swayed left and right, repeatedly hiding and then flashing the pussy cover.
That plump ass twitching back and forth looked like it was begging to be hit.
I stepped closer, about to land another nice, sharp spank—
“J-Juin-nim….!”
Suddenly Kang Hyunji called me in a trembling voice.
“What?”
I paused for a second and asked her back.
“I… I…”
“I need to pee….!”