Private Beach? Private Bitch!
Warning! This chapter contains explicit illustrations and highly mature content. Please be mindful of your surroundings before reading.
“Khh, haaang! I will never submit, you hear me?! Hngh♥ When I get the chance… haaht! I’m going to kill you, I swear! Hng♥”
Even as she spat venom about murdering me, Dang Sohwa stubbornly held on. But after two or three shattering orgasms, her attitude began to shift.
“Haaauu♥ N-no more… I can’t take it anymore…! Hngh, nnghuu♥”
After three more climaxes on top of that, her eyes rolled back and she completely lost herself in ecstasy.
“Hng♥ Cock… your cock…! I love it♥”
Now she was nothing but a cock-addicted slut, mindlessly chanting how much she loved dick.
Completely broken, she could only moan “cock♥” over and over. Watching her stand there on trembling legs, white semen and pussy juice dripping onto the floor in thick strings while her eyes had gone totally vacant… I felt a strange sense of pride. I had taken that murderous glare full of killing intent and turned it into this.
She’d probably be fully trained by tomorrow or the day after. Still, if I wanted to make proper use of Dang Sohwa and Yang Seol-hee, I’d have to be careful not to turn them into complete sex addicts. The effects were stronger than I’d expected.
…Looking at her right now, it might already be too late. But somehow it would work out. Probably.
“Alright, this time I’ll feed it to you directly.”
Since I’d cum inside her so many times today, I was worried about pregnancy. I popped the contraceptive pill straight into her mouth, then took a swig of water and passed it to her in a deep kiss.
Even after swallowing the pill with a loud gulp, Dang Sohwa clung to me, begging for more kisses. The water made the kiss even wetter and sloppier, the lewd, sticky sounds of our tongues echoing obscenely.
Chwaap, chup, chuup, chup, chup♥
As we swapped saliva and tangled our tongues, my exhausted serpent—which had been limp after so many rounds—stood back up proudly, thick and rigid, scanning for more prey.
But no matter how desperately she clung to me, I couldn’t go another round with Dang Sohwa. Even though her pussy was slick with her juices and my cum, her mound was swollen bright red. Any more and she’d get hurt. That left only one other person.
I ended the kiss, tossed a few pieces of bread into Dang Sohwa’s cage, locked it, and stepped into Yang Seol-hee’s cage instead.
Yang Seol-hee, who had passed out after her first overwhelmingly intense experience, had long since woken up. She’d been watching us fuck the entire time, fingering herself with wet, obscene sounds.
“Did you loosen up that pussy nicely?”
“Yeees♥”
It seemed watching Dang Sohwa get completely conquered in real time had turned Yang Seol-hee obedient too. Or maybe she just couldn’t think straight anymore after masturbating for hours.
“Please put it in my pussy too, Boss♥ Just like you did with her.”
It was hard to believe she had been a virgin just a few hours ago. Yang Seol-hee spread her pussy wide open, seducing me without shame. As a gentleman, how could I refuse a lady’s invitation? I gripped my rock-hard cock in one hand and slowly approached her. The closer I got, the more her face lit up with pure joy.
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On the third morning at the villa, our schedule was supposed to be swimming as usual. But Yukiko had apparently gotten hooked on shooting, so we headed to the range instead. Since getting her addicted to firearms had been my plan from the start, I welcomed the change. The custom gun I’d ordered would arrive the day after tomorrow. Just imagining her surprised, delighted face made me smile like a proud father without realizing it.
“It’s getting more and more fun!”
“Seeing you enjoy it this much makes me really glad I introduced you to it.”
She clearly had talent. I wasn’t nearly as into it, but I didn’t show it, so Yukiko never noticed.
After shooting, we returned to the villa for lunch prepared by the caretakers. Today’s meal was a clear seafood hotpot. Even though we hadn’t drunk the night before, it felt like a refreshing hangover cure. After finishing the seafood, we added udon noodles and ate until we were stuffed.
Once we finished lunch, old man Fukami approached us.
“How would you like to handle dinner tonight?”
Since we’d been eating dinner separately almost every night since arriving, he was checking in.
“We’ll be eating out tonight, so there’s no need to prepare anything.”
“Ah, I see. May I ask… is there something about the meals we’ve prepared that doesn’t suit your taste…?”
When I mentioned eating out again, Fukami’s expression turned worried. From the caretakers’ perspective, we kept skipping dinner, eating cereal for breakfast, and only having lunch. It was natural for them to be concerned.
After all, if the royal family of the Taira Group wasn’t satisfied, there would be no reason to keep the current staff. Their stable jobs were on the line.
“No, not at all. We’re very satisfied. It’s just that we didn’t come here only to relax—we also want to tour the area, so we end up eating dinner out. Breakfast is usually something light too.”
My answer made Fukami visibly relieved. He was responsible for three people, not just one, so he must have been even more anxious.
Since we couldn’t openly go on dates, we had packed every day of our vacation with “date-like” activities. That meant at least one meal had to be eaten outside.
“We’ll eat dinner at the villa tomorrow, so please make it especially delicious.”
“Understood. I will do my utmost to ensure you are fully satisfied.”
Satisfied with my response, old man Fukami and Mrs. Hashima began clearing the table. We stood up. After yesterday’s shooting, the next item on Yukiko’s packed schedule was a forty-minute drive to a ranch.
She had insisted that as a member of the Taira family, one must know how to ride horses as part of proper upbringing. In an era after World War III, horseback riding as essential etiquette… it was almost laughable.
After lunch and a short rest, we got in the car and headed to the ranch. The moment we stepped out after the forty-minute drive, the sweltering summer heat hit us like a wall compared to the car’s powerful air conditioning.
Next year, I’d have to spend summer in Hokkaido or somewhere cool overseas. Japanese summers felt harsher than Korea’s. Sure, we mostly stayed in air-conditioned rooms, but any outdoor activity like today left me drenched in sweat.
I signed up for the beginner course and learned the basics, from mounting to basic riding techniques. Yukiko, on the other hand, was skilled enough to gallop freely and was already racing across the field on horseback.
This body’s hardware was so outstanding that after just an hour or two of practice, I got the hang of it and could ride decently. Once I reached that level, we spent the rest of our time on a proper date-like experience—feeding the cows, alpacas, sheep, and goats at the ranch.
After playing with the animals for a while, we stopped at the ranch’s small shop-slash-restaurant and ordered cream pasta and cream stew made with cheese and milk produced right there. Mm, knowing we’d met the very cows and sheep that made the ingredients made it taste even better.
Afterward, we visited the small souvenir shop next door and each bought a few keepsakes.
The shop sold plushies of the ranch animals, along with their homemade cheese and cream sauces. For some reason, they also sold a cow-print bikini set and a matching headband with cow horns tucked away in one corner. I bought it without thinking, completely enchanted. It would look amazing on Yukiko with her large breasts.
Yukiko bought a block of cheese and an alpaca plushie. I only bought the cow set. Of course, when she saw it, she blushed bright red, smacked my arm, and cried “Geez!” But I had zero regrets. She was definitely going to wear that cow-print bikini for me.
“Shall we head back?”
“Yes. Today was really fun.”
“Hehe, for me too♥”
After spending every day locked up in the Human Resource Development Institute having secret trysts, doing something that actually felt like a date made her look incredibly happy. Maybe because it was summer, the sun set late. Even after dinner, the sky was still bright. By the time we reached the villa, the sun was finally beginning to sink into the sea.
“We didn’t get to swim today. Want to swim for a bit?”
I nodded at Yukiko’s suggestion. It would be too dark to swim soon, but we still had about thirty minutes of decent light.
When I nodded, Yukiko excitedly ran upstairs to change into her swimsuit. She probably wanted to show me all the swimsuits she’d packed more than she actually wanted to swim.
This time it was a white-and-gold bikini that contrasted perfectly with yesterday’s gold-and-black one. It had a bit of fabric covering part of her thigh, making it look slightly more modest than yesterday. But with Yukiko’s explosively curvaceous body, “modest” was never an option. It still looked incredibly lewd.
I quickly stripped and put on my trunk-style swim trunks, then took Yukiko’s hand as we walked along the beach. The sun was setting faster than we’d expected, so swimming in the ocean seemed impossible.
“Let’s just take a walk on the beach and swim in the villa’s pool instead.”
“Sounds good. The sunset’s already starting. It’ll be completely dark soon.”
As I looked at her while we talked, the sight was breathtaking. She had looked beautiful when she first came down in the swimsuit, but against the backdrop of the setting sun over the sea, she was even more stunning.
Not to mention the swimsuit itself—her golden hair accessory caught the sunset light and sparkled brilliantly, amplifying her charm even further. After admiring her for a long moment, I finally spoke.
“Yukiko, you look even more beautiful today.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. You’re gorgeous.”
At my compliment, Yukiko covered both cheeks with her hands, clearly delighted. Whether from the sunset or embarrassment, her flushed face looked incredibly attractive.
We walked along the beach in silence until the sun completely disappeared. Our mouths said nothing, but our tightly clasped hands exchanged countless feelings.