Sword (劍) / Sex (性) Sia (2)

What the hell had I just done…!

I was stark naked, groveling at his feet and licking his toes. And the vulgar words I'd spat out just moments ago still echoed in my ears. Shame and humiliation made my heart feel like it would burst.

"Kuh, what the—!"

At the same time, a surge of murderous intent welled up inside me.

"You bastard…!"

I sprang up like a coiled spring from my crawling position on the floor. Nothing was in ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my hand, but it didn't matter. A solid punch would do ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the trick.

But my fist halted right before it could smash into his jaw.

"What are you doing? Weren't you about to hit me?"

He obnoxiously rubbed his cheek against my fist.

"What the hell is this…! What did you do to me?!"

"Kneel."

Thud. I collapsed. No, I flattened myself to the ground. Then his shoe-clad foot pressed down on my head.

"I don't know what you did, but I'll kill you."

"I only did what you wanted."

"Shut up."

"You know, you threw away your pride all on your own just to chase some quest. Doesn't that mean you're disqualified as a Sword Saint? No idea why it didn't take your blessing. What does a worthless meat toilet like you matter anyway."

I couldn't comprehend it. What had I given up? So you were the source of that nagging unease after all.

"I swear… I'll get you."

Click—

"Guhk."

"Sorry. 'I swear I'll get you.' What?"

My body betrayed my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠will and went limp. The vengeful fire in my heart melted away like a snowman left in the blazing sun. In its place, a wave of submission rose.

"That was close. I like the feisty flavor, but still. Even under perfect control, that quick judgment and momentum—worthy of a hero indeed. Too bad the public has no idea their Sword Saint is crawling on the floor."

He lifted his foot from the top of my head.

"Right, Sia? Life is a series of choices, they say. You should've chosen better."

What the hell had I done? To rebel against Master like that.

"Master. I'm sorry. Please punish this foolish bitch who arrogantly said she'd quit the clinic. As punishment for my wicked thoughts, please plug my mouth pussy with your cock. Any hole will do!"

"Kuhahaha. It was just a test, but so perfect. Sia, this is how it works. I send electrical signals directly to the chip implanted in you, activating only a specific personality. Which one do you think is the real you?"

Personality? Activation?

"Sia doesn't understand Master's difficult words. My pussy itches. I wanna scratch it!"

"Yeah. Even if I explained, that empty head of yours wouldn't get it. So no more wasting points on useless stats like intelligence from now on."

"Yes! Master! It's fine if I only have a pussy, mouth pussy, and anal pussy! My head can be totally empty! I wanna live like an onahole forever."

"Okay. I need to input a few action protocols, so crawl under the desk and suck cock like the onahole you are."

"Yesss~"

I crawled under the desk. It was too low to stand, so on my knees, all I could see was Master's lower half as he sat in his chair.

Does loving a cock this small mean I truly serve Master out of love? Small but precious cockkk. Aaahm~♡ A bitch's joy is nothing but pleasing her male.

"Kuh… You're a goddamn vacuum cleaner today."

So happy you praised me♡♡♡ Slurp slurp—Tap tap— The sounds of fellatio and mechanical keyboard clacking coexisted.

Master smoked and stared at his monitor without sparing me a glance. But from under the desk, I devoted myself to sucking his cock. Every inch of my oral mucosa was as sensitive as the inside of a pussy.

"Sigh. They say if trash like you disappears, Korea falls apart or some shit. That's what that guy says. Fucking dog. What can you do? Gotta listen to the money man. Wonder how many remotes I'll need to make. Headache. Fuck."

Master seems angry. His cock twitched. That means he's close to cumming.

"Cumming. Haven't busted in days, so it's gonna be a lot."

I buried my face in his crotch. Blubblub— So much built-up semen it refluxed into my nostrils.

"Whew. Fuck. Thanks to you, I shot a nice thick load. Bitch."

"…."

"All done now, so take off the helmet and go home quietly. Report back on the situation."

"…."

"No answer?"

Munch munch. My teeth, the roof of my mouth, every taste bud on my tongue—coated in bitter semen.

Master hasn't permitted it, so I have to hold it in my mouth.

"I didn't say swallow. Hold on."

He set down his cigarette for a moment and… Hack—Ptoo! Spat thick phlegm into my mouth.

"Savor it with your tongue."

"Mmm."

Swirling my tongue thinned out the sticky, concentrated semen. Sizzle— Cigarette ash fell into the milky fluid, snuffing out the ember.

"Special nicotine drink. Now you can swallow."

Gulp—Gulp— The semen laden with sediment slid down my throat.

"Puha— Thanks for the meal. Burp—"

Swallowing so much at once made me belch up semen.

"Ah, fuck, the smell. Ashtray."

I stuck out my tongue. Ssssk—! He ground out the cigarette butt on it, extinguishing the lit end. Like an ashtray.

"Regeneration's Blessing is amazing. The mark's already gone."

"Hehe. Praise me more, Master."

"Like it? But we're short on time now, so get ready to go."

"Whiiiine."

"You can even act all cute like that? Ha, I wanna pound your pussy all day too."

"Please fuck this bitch's pussy."

"Go."

Following orders, I grabbed the duffel bag from the desk. Dildo and anal beads all intact.

"Phew, good."

Come to think of it, I'd rudely told Master I was quitting the clinic. Without the clinic, I'm nothing.

"Hey, if you go out naked and end up on the news, it'll be a headache for me."

"Thank you for caring about this stupid bitch."

"Bitch mode's too risky, huh? Time to switch to normal mode…."

Beep—

"Sia, good work at the clinic."

"Time flew by. You must've had it worse, Doctor."

The treatment must be over. Had I dozed off leaning on the plush sofa? It's always like this. After clinic sessions, my memories blur like they've been erased, but my mind feels refreshingly clear.

The doctor was looking at his monitor, so I checked my outfit. All good. I brushed back a lock of hair from the side.

"Right? Haha. How's your condition?"

"Feels refreshed, but something's off from usual… Ah♡"

Strange. Every time the dress fabric brushed my privates, it reacted with oversensitive tingles. Probably because I hadn't worn underwear. My lower body trembled uncontrollably. Something rough like a choker was around my neck. But not important, move on.

"I went into the pod again today, right…?"

"Yeah."

"Sigh. But my body's acting weird."

"Really? No anomalies in the physical data. Hmm, got another client today."

"It's dawn—another client besides me?"

"Haha, curious who?"

"No."

"Or are you jealous? Can't disclose patient profiles; industry rules."

"It's not that… Then I'll be going."

"Wait. What did I tell you to bring next time?"

I answered without hesitation.

"Griffon."

"Protocol took well."

"What's a protocol?"

"Nothing. Don't worry about it. Oh, and Sia—heard my brother Hyun-woo joined your guild. Know him?"

Hyun-woo…? Rings a bell. Oh, the rookie who confessed out of the blue—he's the doctor's brother? Lee Hyun-seong, Lee Hyun-woo. 'Hyun' generation name.

"Yes, I know him. Newbie, so he's been joining as a dungeon training apprentice lately."

"Already acquainted, huh. Take good care of him as a senior. Subtly."

"Since it's your request, Doctor, I'll support him selflessly from the shadows as a senior, without personal feelings."

"Whoa, so strict. They say the Sword Princess draws a hard line between work and personal?"

"Pardon me, but I feel I'm still too lacking to be called Sword Princess."

"Don't be so uptight; it'll wear you out. People might not like it?"

"Then, if you'll excuse me."

"Wait, Sia."

"Yes?"

"Something on your mouth?"

I wiped near my lips—sticky fluid and a suspiciously curly strand of hair stuck there. Why's this on my lips? Embarrassing. Mortifying.

"Thank you, Doctor. See you at the next clinic."

I finally left the clinic, pretending nothing was wrong. Too embarrassed to tell the doctor, but my condition was far from normal. For a moment, he even looked like a man to me. Something jelly-like around my neck, and my tongue felt unusually thick.

"Haa. Haa. Let's check. Status window."

I quickly scanned the status window. Levels up in mouth pussy and nipple development, but nothing else unusual. When did I even get the Pleasure Indulgence skill? Maybe that's it.

I leaned against the wall and turned on my phone screen.

A flood of messages and missed calls. But I'd only been here a few hours?

Clack clack— Footsteps echoed from down the hall. This was basement level 5 of the Hunter Association—unknown even to most members. The silhouette under the lights was a woman. I scanned her top to bottom quickly. Crimson robe and red hair. No way? From another guild, but impossible not to know. Who else wears a robe these days? That's gotta be… Same S-rank as me, ranking 30th. The Crimson Flame Mage. Yeom Hwa-rin.

Best to pretend neither of us knows. But she spoke first.

"Excuse me, are you Hunter Sia Seong?"