Brother's Fucktoy: Twisted Desires (3)
“Take out my gift and show it to me.”
“Mmgh…”
I rummaged inside my pussy and pulled out the rotor.
Honestly, this little rotor felt better than Hyun-woo. It wasn’t about the size of his dick or his clumsy technique. He just treated me like a masturbation toy. Shaking his hips alone until he came… I was nothing more than an outlet for his lust, a toilet—no more, no less.
“What if someone sees? Put it back in.”
I spread my labia and shoved the rotor, slick with my juices, back inside my pussy myself.
“That’s right. From now on, you’re keeping it in all the time. All the time?”
“All… the time?”
“Yeah, always.”
“…”
He grinned in satisfaction and pressed the button.
Vrrrrmmm—
“Haah♡”
The rotor vibrated fiercely inside my pussy. Hyun-woo sat on the edge of my bed, a pleased smile on his face. He gently stroked my hair and whispered affectionately.
“Good girl. You have to keep listening to me from now on. I’m different from my brother. I’ll love you, senpai.”
Love? This… this was love?
Last night, he’d sat me on the toilet and used my mouth-pussy. Then he’d made me brace against the wall and creampied my pussy. He’d marked me all over with his cum, like he was claiming ownership…
But I was just obeying my Master’s orders.
Hyun-woo pulled out his cock again.
“Jerk it off.”
Was he trying to turn me into a cum-soaked rag…?
I gripped it with my left hand—precisely, my index and thumb.
Plap—plap—
Even so, the dick twitched and started growing. Now it took my middle finger too—three fingers. Three fingers meant it was time to pound rice cakes.
“Good… Sia… just like that.”
His quivering hips, unable to control themselves as I gripped his cock… kinda cute. Like a quokka, rabbit-quick to cum.
“Just a little more…”
Precum dripped, soaking into the ridges of my thumbprint.
“East sea’s waters and Baekdu Mountain…”
He probably thought I couldn’t hear, but I caught him mumbling the national anthem. In this quiet hospital room, the blessing of the wind carried even the sound of semen rising in his urethra, whether I liked it or not.
I plugged his pisshole with my thumb and gripped it feather-light.
“Already gonna cum?”
Squeeze—
No matter how much his sperm writhed, they couldn’t pass my thumb. It was like a chastity cage.
“Stop…”
Drool spilled from his gaping mouth as he lifted his heels. He was nowhere near Master’s level…
Vrrrm—
My terminal buzzed. I reflexively let go of Hyun-woo and picked it up.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Just a sec.”
“What is it? I was about to cum.”
Hyun-woo’s face twisted in rage. I motioned for him to be quiet and pressed the call button.
Master came before anything else.
I whispered softly.
“Yes, this is Sia Seong. Reporting the current situation.”
“Reporting? To who?”
Unable to cum, his precum dripped onto the bedsheet. Ignoring Hyun-woo’s grumbling, I reported yesterday’s events onward in a calm, polite voice.
> “Alright, bitch. What are you up to right now?”
“Yes, Master. I was just about to comfort Hyun-woo’s cock.”
I reported the situation in polite speech, without a shred of falsehood.
I felt Hyun-woo trembling with fury beside me, but there was nothing for it.
> “Oh? How was it? Satisfied with my little brother’s dick?”
“No, Master. Hyun-woo’s is just a substitute to quench my thirst for you.”
> “Hahaha, really? He’s right there, isn’t he?”
“I have to be honest with you, Master.”
Master’s satisfied laughter echoed from the phone at my sincere flattery.
“Fuck, it’s hyung? Put him on.”
Hyun-woo reached to snatch my terminal. But no matter how he tried, he couldn’t match my speed. I dodged with room to spare and continued the call.
Hearing Master’s voice was good. It flooded me with a whole different level of dopamine.
“God damn…”
Hyun-woo pulled out his smartphone. On the screen was a photo of me, dazed expression as I looked up at him with his cum in my mouth. Taken that day in the emergency stairs, when he’d first received encouragement.
"See? Your master is me now."
Hyun-woo muttered lowly. His eyes blazed with jealousy and rage.
“Hang up. Now.”
I glanced between Master on the phone and Hyun-woo in front of me.
“If you don’t, I’ll spread this photo online. Titled ‘The Noble Sword Princess’s Secret Private Life.’ Wonder what’ll happen?”
“My brother seems pretty pissed. Play along with him for a bit.”
“Understood. Oh, I’m discharging tomorrow.”
“I know. Swing by the clinic.”
“Yes.”
The moment the call ended, Hyun-woo clutched the remote and yelled at me.
“From now on, listen to me. You obey my orders only. Don’t even pick up calls from hyung. Got it?”
“That won’t do. I’m still Master’s bitch, and you’re…”
“Fuck! Seriously! Just do what I say!”
He raised his hand high.
Dodge? Or take it…?
Footsteps rushed toward us.
“Someone’s coming here.”
“What?”
The hospital room door slid open.
“Unni! Who’re you with? What the—you?”
Hyun-woo yanked up his fly and greeted her.
“H-Hi? Hunter Jeong?”
The rotor was still cranked to max.
“Lee Hyun-woo, right? Why the hell are you here?”
“Uh… well, I came to visit too.”
“Thanks, but unni’s not feeling great today. Seems like you made it worse.”
Yumi’s eyes scanned me, then turned back to Hyun-woo. Gotta shield him since he’s Master’s brother.
“It’s fine, Yumi. It’s the thought that counts.”
“Yeah, thoughts matter.”
Yumi crossed her arms.
“No, unni. You gotta be straight about this stuff. I don’t like it.”
“Sorry.”
“No, man up and look me in the eye. How’d you even know she was here?”
“Well… uh…”
Yumi tore into the fumbling Hyun-woo.
“Only a handful in the guild even know unni’s hospitalized. How’d you find out?”
That’s why no one else came.
“…”
“You’re sketchy. Got something to say? Come out here.”
“Yumi, don’t. Why’d you come back?”
Yumi smiled at me.
“Unni~ I’ll tell you later. Hey, you gonna talk or what? Think I’m a joke?”
Hyun-woo hung his head, speechless. Yumi really kept the juniors in line.
Still, telling the truth should be fine.
“Yumi, I was just normally jerking off Hyun-woo.”
“What?”
Yumi too…
“Huh?”
Hyun-woo stared at me, dumbfounded. Silence fell.
Yumi’s face shifted like a genius scientist cracking a complex equation at the final step.
“Why’re you staring like that? Jerk… mmph.”
Hyun-woo frantically clamped my mouth.
“Jerk…? Off? Unni! No, Lee Hyun-woo! You pervert fuck!”
Yumi’s shrill scream roared like a lion, threatening to shatter the window. I couldn’t understand her intense reaction. I’d just stated the facts.
Using your hand to comfort a junior’s cock and relieve their stress—wasn’t that the most basic encouragement Dr. Park taught us?
“No, you crazy bastard! Taking advantage of our sick unni like this?! You trash! Die!”
Hyun-woo paled, trembling as he kept my mouth covered, unsure what to do.
“Die! Die! Die!”
“N-No! It’s a misunderstanding! That’s not—!”
“Misunderstanding my ass! You garbage daring to touch our unni. I’m reporting you to the guild—no, the cops…! Hell, this calls for summary execution!”
Hyun-woo flailed excuses, but Yumi wasn’t listening.
“Get out! You pervert! Stay away from unni—now!”
A senior relieving a junior’s stress was obvious ‘encouragement.’ So why was Yumi so mad? Hyun-woo was weird too. He could just explain. Claiming it was his girlfriend… His pathetic excuses embarrassed even me.
“Fine! But Hunter Jeong! It’s not— This is…!”
He couldn’t even defend himself properly, just repeating himself. Total loser…
Yumi’s face flushed beet red.
“Not what?! You think I’m deaf? Get away from unni! Unni, get away. I’ll kill this bastard. You piece of shit!”
“Yumi… it’s not like that, I was just with Hyun-woo…”
“Enough, unni! I get it without you saying! That trash threatened sick unni into doing it!”
Yumi gripped my right hand tightly.
“Unni’s illness hasn’t gotten better! What do we do?!”
Finally realizing something, Hyun-woo’s face drained white. He fumbled in his pocket for the remote, hands shaking as he poked at buttons.
“Please… please…!”
Notification: Switching to Sword Princess mode. Synchronization in progress 1%.
The burning lust rapidly cooled.
Notification: Switching to Bitch mode. Synchronization in progress 1%.
Do not change modes during synchronization.
“Uh… ugh…”
Notification: Switching to Normal mode. Synchronization in progress 1%.
Heat and cold, submission and murderous intent tangled, tearing me apart in agony.
Stop… stop!
“No, was it this one? Fuck…”
In panic, Hyun-woo mashed buttons randomly.
Notification: Switching to Sword Princess mode.
“What’re you doing? What’s that? Gimme.”
Notification: Switching to Normal mode. Synchronization progress 5%.
Shiver— My whole body convulsed uncontrollably. Purple sparks flew from the magic stone embedded in my choker.
“Unni, what’s wrong all of a sudden?!”
“Kgh… urk…”
Hyun-woo seized the chance and bolted from the room.
“Lee Hyun-woo! What did you do?! Get back here!”
Notification: Entering System Forced Stabilization Mode. Synchronization progress 80%...
Yumi looked ready to yank out the IV stand nearby.
“Unni’s nosebleed!”
Nosebleed? Had I ever gotten one since gaining the Blessing of Regeneration?
“Anyone? Doctor! Unni’s seizing! And someone grab that fleeing guy!”
A nurse burst in.
“Patient? Patient?! Pull yourself together!”
Yumi directed calmly.
“Unni never wears accessories, right? But this unfamiliar necklace is glowing weirdly. Get something to cut it off—now!”
“Right away!”
They tried to remove my choker.
“We couldn’t even do an MRI because she refused to take it off!”