Artemis (5): Taming Logs – Everyday Obedience and Our First Date
Still trapped in the pod, videos scattered across the headgear.
Everyday Obedience Training
Ah, there's me back when I was a fresh-faced newbie hunter just starting to make a name for myself. It must've been right after my session with Master, when I was all languid and hazy. I mustered up the courage to ask.
"Um, Doctor... what are we, exactly?"
In the video, I looked up at him with innocent eyes, my lips still glistening with his cum, not even wiped clean.
"Not 'Doctor'—Master. Light me up first."
He always smoked after we fucked. I knew his habit well, so I obediently flicked the lighter for him.
"Yes, Master."
"Hoo... What kind of 'we' is there? We're just client and therapist. The cardinal rule of therapy is never seeing a client as a romantic prospect."
"I see."
His words cut like a blade. Lately, the clinic sessions—costing a whopping 1 million won every ten minutes—were mostly filled with sex anyway. What a happy arrangement. Getting to fuck and pay for it...
"But we've done all that stuff... so aren't we...?"
My voice trailed off like an ant's whisper. My heart was pounding too hard to control.
I couldn't bring myself to ask if we were dating, so I just bowed my head. We'd never even been on a proper date; it was just sex whenever I showed up at the clinic. He said most psychiatric counseling was like that. No events that could be called boyfriend-girlfriend stuff, no flirting. It was all just my one-sided crush. Unrequited love. Or maybe a love affair I was having all by myself?
It seemed clear there was no chance of Master and me developing anything special. Was that why? My chest ached like a drill boring through it.
What had I wanted, really? Deep down, I knew. I just wanted to be loved. That's all. I was just a 20-year-old girl who wanted to know what love was.
"Hm? Sia? Didn't hear you."
"It was nothing."
"Then grab the ashtray."
I had no choice but to say that. I fetched the ashtray, sat back down in the chair. I wanted to throw a little tantrum at Master for not paying attention to my words.
"Oh! I got a guild recruitment offer... A guy from a party I cleared a few gates with confessed to me. I said I'd think about it and haven't replied yet."
"What? Who the hell is he?"
Master's eyebrow twitched. I thought I'd succeeded in stirring jealousy.
"This guy."
I showed him a photo of the confessor on my phone. The confession part was true, but I'd rejected him flat-out on the spot. I just wanted Master to look only at me... to spark some jealousy. A childish, foolish attempt.
Master snatched my phone and hurled it to the floor.
"Hmph... Looks like Sia needs punishment today."
"Huh? P-Punishment...?"
"You don't test your Master. Especially not me."
"Test? What do you mean, I—"
He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and stood up. He lightly slapped my cheek.
"Punishment for letting your eyes wander to another male."
"I didn't!"
Finally, he was paying attention to me. I'd always believed this—clinging to him until he turned to look—was love.
"S-Sorry, Master...! I was wrong!"
"Run an errand. We're out of condoms. For your punishment, do exactly as I say."
The video cut off there, but I dredged up the memory.
My steps to the convenience store were predictably awkward. The cold night air pierced through my thin clothes clinging to bare skin—and because he'd taped a small rotor to me instead of a bra. The chill and exposure made my nipples harden instantly, poking prominently through the fabric. Passersby's gazes felt glued to my chest; I couldn't help but hug myself.
The automatic doors slid open, and I stepped inside trying to act casual.
"Welcome."
The young part-timer guy glanced at me. Had he caught my bitch scent? Dodging his lecherous stare, I hurried in.
I grabbed the ultra-thin condoms. Put in my earbuds, called Master, and slipped the phone back in my pocket.
"Can you hear me?"
-Yeah, loud and clear. Do it. Exactly as I say.
"Yes."
I walked to the counter, swallowing my shame, and spoke to the clerk.
"Excuse me."
"Yes? Ma'am."
"Is this condom... really thin? My... Master says thick ones kill the feeling."
Immense shame and humiliation. Saying "Master"—a term only for our private moments—out loud to a stranger was utterly mortifying. But this was imprinting practice, punishment for daring to test Master... I held back tears, avoiding eye contact. Worried sick he might see through my thin clothes. Could he? Did he notice my outfit?
I'd tied cum-filled condoms to my panties, and the rotor buried in my pussy vibrated hard, leaking moans I couldn't stifle. Did he like this humiliating play?
Weeeeng—!
"Hngh...!"
I clamped my mouth shut too late; the moan had escaped.
"You okay?"
"Is this thin?"
"It's the thinnest we sell, but..."
The clerk fumbled, unsure where to look after my moan.
"Um... what about size? My Master's pretty big... what if it doesn't fit?"
The rotor wouldn't stop. I crossed my legs tightly, fighting the waves of pleasure.
"S-Size... It's standard free-size, should fit most..."
"Do... guys... hate wearing condoms? Does it feel bad? My Master hates them...♡"
I felt like dying of shame, but I couldn't defy Master's orders. The clerk gulped openly now; a bulge twitched visibly in his pants. Smaller than Master, but still. Guys love this stuff. Master and the clerk were both hard. Was that why he made me do it?
"W-Well... depends on the guy, haha. Shall I ring you up?"
He knows. He totally knows. Saw my pokey nipples through no-bra clothes.
"Haa haa, what about you?"
"Huh?"
"Do you like using condoms?"
"Not really... but you gotta take care of your girlfriend."
"I see. Girlfriend..."
"Your boyfriend... gulp ...has this kink, right?"
His fingers—my age—trembled visibly.
"Kink?"
"Right now, inside you, nothing's... Never mind. Sorry. Not my place, but a pretty, beautiful girl like you deserves better treatment."
"Really? Am I pretty?"
"Yes... If I were your boyfriend, I'd cherish you."
"Ring it up, please."
"Can I see some ID?"
"For c-condoms...? You don't need ID for that, right?"
"Oh, right. My bad."
I paid with my shaking hand, snatched the item, and fled the store.
Girlfriend...♡ I'd guessed this might be Master's kink or his twisted way of showing affection. Utterly humiliating errand, but it gave me a strange sense of security.
But back home, I got harshly disciplined for forgetting the Marlboro Reds—and for flirting with another guy.
"Sorry! Sorry! I won't do it again!"
If this was his way of loving, I could accept it. Even if it wasn't love... Who knows. Is this love? This shitty thing?
Chzzzt—
First Date
The clinic looked the same as always. Seeing Master only during clinic hours made them precious. I lay on the bed like a frog, savoring the afterglow with wet squelches, when he mentioned something.
"You know? Our little bitch has been coming to therapy for 100 days now."
"Really? I didn't know. I should've kept track... Sorry."
"Nah, you couldn't remember anyway. It's a milestone—what do you wanna do?"
"Well... there's something I wanna try."
"What? Spit it out."
To impress him, I gripped the hem of my skirt tight.
"I wanna go on a date..."
"That's tricky..."
"No good?"
"Can't expose this relationship."
"I see. Hiiing."
"Show me some cuteness instead, and maybe."
"What kind?"
Master's face hardened.
"How long you gonna depend on me? Even a dumb bitch should figure that out herself."
"Sorry. I'm dumb... I'll think of something."
Suddenly soft again: "Nah, it's fine. Training the bitch well is the Master's job, right?"
"Yes. Please keep training me well."
"So, the cuteness?"
"One sec."
What to do? How to please Master?
"10..."
He started counting; I panicked more.
9, 8, 7... I twisted my tongue as best I could.
"Mastew~ Go on a date with Sia? Sia wuvs Master so much... Won't you?"
"Too weak. That's all? Think harder. 10... 9..."
What now? Never done aegyo before. He calls me bitch now, not Sia... Dog impression? Yeah!
I got on all fours, buried my face in his lap like a dog rubbing his thighs.
"Woof woof!"
"Oho..."
I unzipped his pants with my teeth. Pulled out his cock carefully without teeth touching, rubbed my cheek on it.
"Woof woof! For Master ♡ Sia doggy will do anything! Woof! ♡ Pant pant pant~♡ Mastah! Woof! ♡ Take walkies! Woof! ♡"
"Good girl. Damn, you're good at this."
"Woof woof! Pet the doggy who wuvs Master's cock wub wub."
"Then our doggy needs a tail, huh?"
"Tail?"
What? Just go along.
"Woof! Want tail, Master! Woof woof!"
"Good. Let's go on that date."
"Weally? Fo weal! Woof woof!"
My heart nearly burst with joy. Finally, hope for something special with Master.
"Here, wear this. Your face is getting known now."
He handed me a plain black mask.
"Yes."
Date...! Alone with Master! We closed the clinic early and hit the streets.
"Wanna grab milk tea at that cafe first."
"Hold on."
I was gonna buy it, but Master did.
Even granting my little whim...!
"Here's your milk tea."
"Thank you. I'll savor it."
Thoughtlessly, I rested it between my tits and slurped. Master, gripping the wheel coolly, smirked watching.
"No cock holder, just a cup holder."
"Cock holder? Master, someone might hear."
"So? It's true."
Cock holder? More like cock case—buried out of sight... Better not say that. Straw height would be perfect. He said all guys are similar, but the audiovisual "资料" he sent proved otherwise.
Slurp— slurp—
My first thrilling drive with Master! He bragged about his watch and car to me in the passenger seat.
"Whaddya think? Just got it—cool, right?"
"Yes. So cool, Master."
Vroom— He revved the engine, flexing his shoulders.
"Engine sounds killer, huh?"
"Totally."
Master started collecting cars around then.
"Keep sending that steady cash."
"Will do. I don't need money anyway."
He'd set up a company in my name. Paper company? Like, paper-making? Dumb bitch like me wouldn't get it. Amazing, doctor and running a paper biz.
He saved portions of my gate mana stone mining or item sale earnings like a piggy bank. World full of scammers—be careful, he said. Master showed me the joy of being born female and helped an orphan like me survive. No regrets wiring gate-earned blood money to his account. He's the only one I can trust.
In return, weekly allowance covered living. When in good mood or I aegyo'd well during sex, he'd stuff living expense shortfalls between my tits or pussy. I dried cum-stained bills carefully before using. Once, bank froze the account suspecting voice phishing; when they called, I blew up. It's my money!
Master's driving was pro-level; I stared mesmerized for ages.
"What're you staring at?"
"Nothing."
"Oh yeah, thinking of moving the clinic."
"Where to?"
"Got an offer I can't refuse—Hunter Association."
"Got it. Guess I'll move too."
"That's why—need about 1 billion won for various reasons."
"1 billion?"
"Ever thought of challenging higher gates, Sia?"
Oh god! He called me Sia after so long...♡ 100-day date best!
"Higher gates?"
"Yeah, A-rank gates pay different."
"Could try, but solo's impossible—pug parties suck."
"Yeah. Didn't you get a guild offer?"
"Yes, Baekya Guild. Teamed with this Kang Jin-woo guy by chance. Met in a dungeon—hilarious dude... Haha, smashing monsters with fists while laughing. Thought he was nuts..."
I had tons to say about him, but Master cut me off.
"Not curious. Time to join a guild and push higher?"
Guild... Better than randos for synergy. Master said expand relations but focus on work now. So no contact swaps even with battle-tested party members. Good folks too... Phone checks culled "bad influences." Narrowed circle made pugging hard; solo overreach became common. Tough, but guild approval was win. (Master regretted this later, bitterly...)
"Got it. I'll do it! Anything for Master. Woof! Woof woof!"
"Good girl, our bitch. Spread your legs."
"Yes... Hngh."
"Love this... Hehe. Touch more."
Bad news too.
"Oh, Sia. Might need to have a casual meal with someone I'm introducing. Big shot in this Joseon land."
Bigwig? Meal?
"Meal? Don't wanna..."
Master withdrew his hand from my panties.
"Then forget it."
"Ah..."
What did I do...? Emptiness swirled.
I grabbed his right hand, placed it back on my thigh.
"Sorry, slipped out. Just one meal, right?"
"Yeah, one meal. Pour a drink or two—super easy."
Super easy... His soft, pleading voice.
"Can our Sia do it for me? I'd love that."
"Okay."
"Good? I'll book it. Open wide, Sia."
"Aah~"
Master dropped two happy pills from his sleeve onto my tongue. Gulp with milk tea. They melt away all fear, fill with dizzy bliss ♡
"Hngh♡"
Then fingers into my pussy. I writhed in ecstasy.
"You coming too, Master?"
"Me? Why? You're the one who has to."
His bored face embarrassed me.
"But... I mean..."
"Hate fat slobs who can't maintain themselves."
Same here... But Master's "request," so no choice.
"Okay...? Where we going?"
I'd fantasized endlessly about first date spots. Fancy dinner, movies? Aquarium fish, hand-in-hand Deoksugung wall path... Jilled to these imagining Master at home.
"You'll see soon."
Wonder where...♡
"...This is the date course?"