Be My Dog for a Day
Thank god for the partition, or her rattling the doorknob like that would have been a full-blown disaster. If Park Yuyoung hadn't blacked out, all hell would have broken loose.
I hiked up my pants and walked over to the door. At least Kim Seoa had enough of a conscience left to stand there waiting with her hand still on the knob. When I opened it, she shuffled backward in little hesitant steps. I stepped out into the hallway and shut the door behind me.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Uh... you weren't answering any of my messages, so..."
"I'm working. That's why I can't answer. You think VIP clients are a joke? They pay over two hundred thousand won a session. How would you feel if the guy massaging you was busy taking calls and texting?"
"Ugh... sorry..."
Haa.
I pushed my sweat-damp hair back from my forehead.
I'd always known Seoa was clueless, but this was next-level absurd. There'd been a time when I felt a little sorry for her. Not now. I was pissed. Pissed at her, and pissed at whatever half-assed briefing the counter girl had given her. Both of them needed a good hard dose of my cock to knock some sense into their heads.
"Forget it. Just tell me why you're here."
"Well, we were supposed to meet a little later anyway, and I got curious what you were up to..."
I checked the time. The massage session was already over. Under the original plan, the moment Park Yuyoung's appointment finished I would have called Seoa in for another round of massage and then headed out to meet the old classmates.
"Junhyun... I'm really sorry. For real. Are you super mad?"
"Yeah. Mad enough that I want to tell you to get the hell out of my sight right now."
"I-I'm really sorry! I honestly didn't know the rules here, so..."
"What did you tell the counter?"
"...I lied and said I was today's reservation. Sorry..."
Haa. Unbelievable.
The part-timer at the desk had probably figured the session was already over, so sending Seoa my way wouldn't hurt. If it had been Shin Iseol working the counter, a screw-up like this never would have happened.
"Is there... still a lot left?"
"No. The massage time's done. But the VIP client is pretty pissed right now, so I need to talk her down a bit."
An eye for an eye. A lie for a lie.
I looked down at Seoa with cold, heavy eyes. She stood there fidgeting, not knowing what to do with herself.
Today was different, though. She'd put real effort into her look for the reunion—full makeup, extensions, the works. White off-shoulder mini dress. The cut made her figure pop, and it suited Seoa's uniquely striking upper-body lines perfectly. The plump ass I'd given her had settled a little, but whether she was wearing butt pads or not, her hip line still flared out nicely.
Outfit: pass. Everything else: pass. If she could just fix the way she acted...
Maybe it was time for a proper lesson today.
"Junhyun. I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have come... I'll do whatever you say, okay? Just let me off the hook this once?"
"Whatever I say?"
"Yeah, anything! For real."
I pretended to think it over for a second, then looked at her.
"Will you be my dog for the rest of the day?"
"What?"
"Call me Master."
Seoa's eyes went wide, as if she couldn't believe her own ears.
"M-Master? For the whole day? That's... a little..."
"Fine. Don't, then."
"Haa... okay... f-fine."
"You're going to talk casually to your Master? Use formal speech."
"Y-yes... Master."
"I'm going back in to say goodbye. Wait right here."
I made a little "stay" gesture with my hand, the way you would with an actual dog, and stepped back into the VIP room where Park Yuyoung was.
By now she had come to and was in the shower.
Haa. How was I supposed to cool this anger down? A few more minutes and I could have raw-dogged her deep, slipped on a condom, and pumped her full. Missed opportunity.
I pulled the partition aside and walked in. Park Yuyoung spoke from inside the shower stall like she'd been waiting for me.
"Was something going on out there?"
"No. Just someone looking for me for a second."
I leaned casually against the wall beside the shower door and watched her bathe without a shred of shame. She was slim, yet everything that needed to be full was full and everything that needed to be tight was tight. A far cry from Lee Yeondo's modest chest or Seoa's once-flat ass—this was the body of a woman who had spent her whole life maintaining it, and it showed.
Even with me staring, she didn't flinch. At this point, what was there left to feel shy about? Still, a faint blush colored her cheeks.
"I have another shoot a little later..."
The way she said it almost sounded like an invitation—if she hadn't had the shoot, she would have done something.
My crotch stirred hard at her words. I swallowed the saliva that had pooled in my mouth.
"Thank you so much for today. For doing this with me."
"..."
Yeah. Today I actually deserved the thanks. I'd kept my own pleasure to a minimum and focused on working her over. Sure, I'd gotten a blowjob and slipped the head in and out a few times, but the real game never happened. The regret still lingered.
"I've got a reunion to get to soon myself."
"A reunion?"
"Yeah. High school friends."
"Ah... I never really had friends from school. So... are you going to be drinking late?"
"Probably."
She sounded disappointed.
"Mm. I see."
"Why?"
"No reason... I was just thinking, after my shoot, if you had time, I wanted to do something for you. As a thank-you."
On one side, someone offering anything as an apology. On the other, someone offering anything as gratitude.
A fun idea suddenly hit me.
"Then I..."
When I stepped out of the VIP room, Seoa was waiting exactly where I'd told her to. The second she saw me her face lit up—then froze solid the moment Park Yuyoung appeared right behind me. Whether she was thinking how pretty the other woman was or remembering her own screw-up, the panic on her face was unmistakable.
Park Yuyoung turned on me, voice sharp with anger.
"What is this? Is this person a reservation client?"
"Yes... the next reservation."
"Ha, this is ridiculous. A VIP client hasn't even left yet and the next appointment is already standing right outside the door. Might as well just tell me to hurry up and get out, right?"
"No. I'm sorry."
"No wonder someone was yanking on the doorknob earlier. That wasn't the next client getting impatient, was it?"
"..."
"I'm filing a complaint with the owner the second the shop opens tomorrow, so keep that in mind. And you—switch therapists. Why would anyone pay that kind of money for someone like this..."
Seoa kept her head bowed the whole time. If she believed this mess was entirely her fault, she wouldn't dare open her mouth.
Park Yuyoung strode off down the hallway.
Left alone with me, Seoa stole nervous glances at my face, completely at a loss.
"J-Junhyun... I'm sorry..."
Now there were actual tears welling up. Had I taken the joke too far?
Still... sorry, but I couldn't end the game here. I was rock-hard, and she needed educating.
"I told you to call me Master."
"Ah... o-okay... Master."
"Follow me."
I walked over to the counter and spoke to the part-timer.
"Here for a VIP room assignment."
"Oh, you can use any of them. We only have regular clients right now—no other VIPs."
"Still, I should let you know. I'll take room two. Oh, and... Seoa. Come here."
She stepped up beside me without a word.
"You need to apologize to the staff. You lied earlier."
"Ah... y-yes... I'm... I'm sorry."
Her face had gone bright red. She bobbed her head so earnestly I reached out and patted it.
"Aigoo, such a good girl."
The part-timer looked back and forth between us with an even weirder expression than when she'd caught me grinning to myself earlier. What the hell kind of combo is this? The girl was drop-dead gorgeous, and some octopus-looking guy was bossing her around—no wonder she was shocked.
"She wasn't even on the books, but she lied and said she had a reservation, then barged into a room mid-session."
"Ah... I see."
"Please be more careful next time. Her name's Kim Seoa—book her a new appointment."
"Yes, yes! I'll be careful from now on."
"Let's go, Seoa."
She started to follow in silence, so I added gently,
"You need to answer."
Seoa glanced at the part-timer, then said,
"Yes. Master."
"Good girl."
I stroked her hair as we headed for VIP room three. She was already getting into the role-play enough to start panting like a dog—until I scolded her for overdoing it and she went quiet and sulky.
The second we were inside the room I shoved her against the wall and shoved my hand up under her dress.
"Haang—!"
"You know you fucked me over, right? A four-hundred-thousand-won contract just slipped through my fingers because of you. What are you going to do about it?"
"Hnn... M-Master. I'm sorry."
She was wearing sheer high-elasticity pantyhose, so I peeled them down. Then I rolled the hem of her dress all the way up to her stomach—and look at that. Today Seoa had come wearing crotchless panties. My fingers explored the fabric and found nothing but open air underneath. She spoke in a coy little voice.
"I prepared just in case something happened with Master today."
"You tried, huh?"
Wanting a better look, I scooped her up and carried her to the bed. I sat her on the edge, spread her legs, and examined the crotchless panties up close.
Wow. So women really did wear this kind of underwear. Soft little hairs and pussy lips with a faint purple tint. Clear fluid was already peeking out between them. Come to think of it, with these on her juices wouldn't even wet the fabric—they'd drip straight to the floor.
Seoa's pussy had probably been soaked for a while already. The thought of her walking down the hallway leaving little drops behind got me even harder.
Slurp—
I stuck out my tongue and licked all the way up from near her asshole across every fold of her pussy.
"Haaang—!"
Seoa twisted and writhed. Looks like this role-play really suited her. She was ridiculously turned on. Her whole body flushed red, and she grabbed the hem that was already up to her navel like she couldn't wait to get the dress off.
"Should I take this off, Master?"
"No. Leave it. I'll strip you when I feel like it."
Honestly, the way her tits strained against the fabric of the dress was even more stimulating. Naked had its own charms, but fucking her while she still had the dress on sounded pretty good too.
Slurp— slurp—
I licked the pussy that stood out so lewdly through the open crotch, slow and teasing, never quite giving her enough.
Doing this while fully hard wasn't easy. But right now it was a required part of the curriculum. Absolute command, absolute obedience. I planned to brand my body into hers for good.
"Did you masturbate while I was gone or not?"
"I-I masturbated looking at Master's picture."
"Good girl. Want a reward?"
"Hnn— what kind of reward...?"
I dropped my pants and started lightly smacking her clit with my cock the way you'd swat something with a stick.
I'd already cleared every purple spot during the earlier massage, so this thing was fully in monster mode.
Seoa yelped and tried to block my lower stomach with her hands.
"I-it's even bigger than before?"
"Huu... and?"
"I-I like it... hnn... sooo much..."
I wasn't about to put it in that easily.
Smack— smack—
Take your beating.
Just like when I'd disciplined Kim Yujin before, I kept spanking Seoa's clit and entrance with my cock.
"Ah... M-Master... it feels good... hnn... yours is so big and hot and hard."
"Want me to put it in?"
"Yess..."
"Then bark."
"Uh... huh?"
"I said bark, you bitch."
Seoa hesitated, then pressed her arms together to push her tits up high. Her fists half-hid her face, but the sounds that slipped out between them were plenty satisfying.
"Ang... ang..."
"Louder."
"Ang! Ang! Hnn... ah, this is so humiliating."
"Humiliating? Earlier you said you were sorry."
"Hnn... I'm sorry, Master... Please fuck Seoa's pussy."
I made her get on all fours in the middle of the bed and climbed on top of her. I rubbed the purple spots on her ass. Then, as her cheeks slowly swelled fuller, I fed my cock between them.
"Euang! Ah, it hurts..."
"It hurts?"
"It hurts... please go a little gentler. Nngh!"
The second she asked me to go easy, I slammed all the way to the hilt in one thrust.
"Fuck, that feels amazing. Seoa, you taste so fucking good."
"Hnn... ah, do it a lot..."
The texture of the panties spread open on either side made every thrust feel brand new—like sliding into a completely different hole. On top of that, the raw, bare sensation inside was pure liquid pleasure. It felt like a custom-made pussy built just for me. I'd missed out on Park Yuyoung, but right now I didn't regret a single thing.
Seoa stayed face-down, barking in shame. I reached under her, grabbed her tits in a reverse hug, and flattened her completely onto the bed.
Her hands and breasts were crushed together, spilling out sideways.
Slap— slap— slap—
I started pounding down into her from above like I was driving nails.
Savoring every second of that pleasure.
After a long stretch of hard fucking, Seoa twisted her body just enough to look back at my face.
"Hnn... ang... Master..."
"Hmm? What."
"Do I still have to call you Master when we meet the others later?"
Even while getting railed, that was what she was worried about?
"Depends on how you behave."
I paused the thrusting just long enough to yank her dress all the way up and off. I unhooked her bra too, grabbed the bare flesh underneath, arched her back like a bow, and started moving my hips again.
Thud— thud— thud—
"Hnnang! Euhng! Master! Kuhng! Why are you... nngh! so good at this... ang!"
The sticky wetness inside felt fucking incredible.
"Did you take your birth control today too?"
"Yess... I've been taking it every day."
"Then I'm cumming inside?"
"Yeah... cum. Cum a ton. Cum all of it."
"Say 'please cum,' properly."
"Please cum, Master. Fill Seoa's pussy up completely."
Thud— thud— thud—
Slapslapslapslap!
Seoa turned her head, stuck out her tongue, and begged for a kiss with her eyes.
Kiss, my ass. Who the hell did she think she was, aiming for her Master's lips?
Instead of a kiss, I gave her a massive creampie.