Introducing the Puppy (3)
"Sss. Haa."
Pale white smoke curled through the room. The tip of the cigarette burned down into black ash, and the scent of tobacco spread thick through the air.
"Does it make you happy when Master sells you short?"
"Y-yes…"
"Master's happy she likes her puppy so much, too. Twitch that little sochu for me — as much as you like it♥"
The woman smoked while gently stroking the head of the now-quiet Sundoong-i. The moment she swept her bangs back from her forehead and took another drag, I knew exactly who she was.
Han Ahyoung — the actress who'd been drawing attention lately for her decadent, sultry image. She'd stood out even as a child actress for her unusual talent and looks. Unlike most child stars whose popularity flared and faded, she'd kept working steadily and built her fame piece by piece.
I wasn't the type to get obsessed with dramas or movies, so I couldn't recall ever watching her in anything. I'd mostly just seen her name trending on portal sites. I didn't know her filmography, but I knew the little TMI bits — that she still looked exactly like she had as a kid, a natural beauty; that there were photos of top-star actors feeding her food. Especially recently, a smoking scene from one of her dramas had been clipped and uploaded to YouTube, and her recognition had spiked overnight. She'd even shot a public anti-smoking ad after that, which only made her more memorable — the woman single-handedly boosting cigarette sales, starring in a quit-smoking campaign. That had been less than a month ago, so she was riding the absolute peak of her career right now.
She was the same age as my little sister, too — still very young. A seasoned actress with nothing but a bright future ahead of her.
And the rest of them were all celebrities I'd seen online at least once. I didn't know their songs or stages or filmographies in detail, but I knew who they were.
Serena of the girl group Ethereal. Ari of the girl group Nova. Yu Su-a, the influencer with a million followers. I didn't know the exact scale of their popularity or fanbases, but every one of them had reached an impressive place in the industry.
Before long, Park Seoh-ah and my sister had settled into the plush sofa. I followed them without thinking.
Park Seoh-ah slipped off her shoes. A haze like heat shimmer rose from them, and a sharp, sour scent spread. While I was still sniffing at the air, her white-socked foot rubbed against my fully erect cock.
"Watching our Cookie friend cum got me so turned on♥ Is that little cock already in danger?"
Twitch♥
I clenched hard so my premature cock wouldn't spill on the spot, and snuck a glance at Han Ahyoung. Those pretty fingers holding the cigarette — the same fingers that had made Sundoong-i cum in under three seconds. The way she held it so dismissively between just two fingers reminded me of my sister. If my sister sold me short and touched me like that, I'd blow in a few seconds too.
Smack.
My body jolted. My sister had given my ass a soft slap and then grabbed a handful of my cheek. That perfect touch of ownership — the way you handle a dog — made precum leak from my cock. Something thicker than precum nearly came out with it.
"Ah, Chaeeun. What are you doing grabbing our Cookie out of nowhere? He almost came right there."
Park Seoh-ah pulled her foot away as she whispered.
"Don't cum♥ Hold it♥ You've practiced so much with Master♥"
I bit down hard on my lip and held on. I'd somehow managed when she took her foot away — but the sudden whisper nearly made me finish. I'd always been a premature ejaculator. I'd known I came fast. But now I was a hopeless case. At this rate, could I even have sex?
Park Seoh-ah and my sister had promised that if I lasted a full minute of simulated sex, they'd reward me with the real thing — but that goal felt impossibly far away. Hands, feet, breasts, mouth, thighs… no matter what they used, I didn't think I'd ever lasted even thirty seconds.
"Ah!"
Yeon So-yul, who'd been watching me for a while, spoke up.
"I knew I'd seen him somewhere. Isn't that Chaeeun's older brother?"
At that, the gazes fixed on me stirred a little. Han Ahyoung tapped ash into the tray and said,
"I thought he looked handsome for a reason. So they're siblings."
"Hmm. Incest? They do look alike."
Seon A-ri — manicured nails, long fingers idly stroking her glass — smiled at me with her eyes. Her stage name was Ari. Her real name was Ari too. Family name Seon. Seon A-ri.
"Oppa? Wait, is that really Jiwoo-oppa?"
Yu Su-a blinked in surprise. Hot pants and a crop top. Among everyone here, her body was by far the most aggressive — heavy, bouncing breasts, ass, and thighs, while her stomach and arms stayed strangely slim. From everyday outfits to cosplay to outright sexy looks, any photo she posted easily cleared four hundred thousand likes. She even did Patreon, and since turning twenty this year, some of the pictures had gotten pretty explicit. I'd just greeted her once a long time ago, heard she had a lot of followers, looked her up, and after that I'd check whenever she posted something new.
No — more than that, how did she even remember my name? I'd already shown them every humiliating side of myself, but my face burned hot anyway.
"Cookie, look at Master."
My sister called me. I turned my head and met her eyes.
"Don't be embarrassed. Master will hold you. Come up here."
I climbed onto the sofa on my knees in a daze. My sister buried my face straight into her chest. Soft fat closed around my face, and the strength drained out of my body all at once.
Ever since I'd become my sister's puppy, whenever I got tense or tried to refuse something, she held me like this. The moment her breasts touched me, every thought went quiet and my heart settled. And after that, when she gave an order, I obeyed like I was possessed. Buried in her chest like this… I could hear her heartbeat, just like now.
Thump-thump♥
A little fast. Was that her heart — or mine?
"Girls, our Cookie's soft-hearted. You can't do this to him. You scared him."
Park Seoh-ah patted my ass while I was still nestled against my sister. My hips twitched on their own, like a dog getting its rump spanked.
"So what happened?"
Yeon So-yul asked.
"You turned Chaeeun's oppa into a puppy?"
Park Seoh-ah scratched my ass gently as she answered.
"Our Cookie is a serious siscon, you know. He used to fantasize about fucking Chaeeun every single day."
"…"
"Then he stole her panties to smell them and got caught by me."
"So you can lust after your own little sister, huh."
"Waaah. And then? After he got caught?"
At Yeon So-yul and Yu Su-a's reactions, I buried my face even deeper.
"I let him smell them as much as he wanted. He did it again this morning."
Park Seoh-ah wrapped her arms around me from behind. Plush breasts pressed in from front and back, and my head went hazy.
"Did you fantasize about fucking Chaeeun again today? If you did, twitch that cock for me♥"
Twitch-twitch♥
"Mm♥ Just imagining it feels good♥ I want to cum inside♥"
Park Seoh-ah squeezed my swollen balls, then released them, over and over. When I was right on the edge of cumming, she let go and unwrapped her arms.
"That's how bad a siscon he is. Chaeeun is absolutely not a brocon."
Thump-thump-thump-thump♥
My sister's heartbeat suddenly got louder. She answered primly, as if the whole idea were ridiculous.
"Ha… There's no way I'm a brocon. That doesn't even make sense."
"Hehe, right?"
Park Seoh-ah's bright, clear voice floated over.
"There's no way Chaeeun could be anything like a brocon."
The interest aimed at me died more easily than I'd expected. The topic shifted, conversation moved on, and my sister's roughened heartbeat settled again. Mine calmed with it, and a quiet peace settled over me.
I stayed nestled a little longer, then started feeling more embarrassed about being held like this. Carefully, I slipped out of her arms and dropped to all fours on the floor. I slowly breathed out, shaking off the warmth and lingering feel of my sister still clinging to my face — and realized the room had gone quiet.
I lifted my head. Every eye was on me again. Then my gaze met Yeon So-yul's. A clear glass in her hand, expensive-looking liquor swirling inside. Was today the day she was supposed to get caught for drunk driving? There was a slave in a chastity cage over there, so maybe not today.
I was still thinking that when Yeon So-yul's voice snapped me back.
"Ah, oh no."
"…"
"The second our eyes met, his cock twitched. His whole face is bright red — isn't that just too cute? Come here, Cookie."
Stroke, stroke. Pat, pat. Rub, rub.
Before I knew it, eight hands were all over me. Yeon So-yul kept playing with my ears, calling me cute. Seon A-ri, Yu Su-a, Han Ahyoung — all of them touched me here and there, praising me.
"Why is your skin so white and smooth? Chaeeun's skin really is genetic, huh."
"His nipples are standing straight up. Still undeveloped? They're so pretty. Makes me want to train them."
"That cock's at its limit, isn't it♥ You've held out so well. Good boy. Cookie is such a good boy♥"
I felt like I might black out. My whole body was burning like a furnace. I'd nearly cum more times than I could count while they touched me. Every time I barely held it in, I could feel my balls getting tighter in real time.
"Were you jealous when I shook Sundoong-i earlier? Want me to shake yours too? This worthless little sochu♥ Should I shake it for you?"
Han Ahyoung was the worst of all.
"Hahk♡"
The second her fingers closed around my cock, I nearly came before anything even started. But I had to hold it. Desperately.
"Don't♥ Don't cum♥ You can't cum right now♥"
My sister's orders were absolute. I absolutely could not cum. No matter how hard it was, if I just held on like this—
"Cum♥ Cum♥ Just cum already♥ Let it go♥"
Surge♥
Precum poured out like semen. My asshole fluttered open and shut. Close. That time I'd almost really finished.
Park Seoh-ah grinned as she spoke.
"If you're going to practice holding it, you should do it properly. This is fine, right?"
Fine? It was already hard enough — if she did this, I couldn't—
"It doesn't matter. Cookie obeys my orders absolutely."
My sister said it gently.
"You've held out so well so far. You can hold it one more time, right?"
"Y-yes…"
I nodded without meaning to. Watching that, Han Ahyoung lightly took hold of my cock — the same two fingers that had finished Sundoong-i. She looked me over and smirked.
"What exactly do you think you can hold?"
"…"
"I feel like I could make you cum without even touching you right now."
"…I can hold it."
Talking back was something I normally couldn't even imagine. But I wanted to properly keep the promise I'd made with my sister. I wanted to show that I listened to orders well.
Shake♥
"Hek…♡"
"What are you going to hold with that cock♥ A cock that got hard just from a woman touching it♥"
Shake♥
"You're dying to cum right this second♥ Twitching because you want to lose♥"
"…"
"Hurry up and cum your loser load and spray that inferior juice♥ Let that inferior little sochu feel good♥"
Twitch-twitch-twitch-twitch-twitch-twitch-twitch♥
"Don't cum♥ Cumming forbidden♥ You can't cum♥"
"Cum♥ You can cum♥ Just cum already♥"
My head went foggy. Like mist closing in, like I was suffocating — everything felt tight and wrong.
Spurt♥ Spurt♥ Spurt♥ Spuuurt♥
I couldn't resist even a little. All the semen I'd been holding burst out. Even if I'd been holding it a long time, it had only been a few hours — and still it surged up with an overwhelming rush of release and defeat.
Han Ahyoung looked down at me like I was nothing. My body, completely defeated by nothing more than two fingers, twitched wildly out of control.
"Huh? I'm out of cigarettes. Anyone have any left?"
Seon A-ri answered in that soft, melodic voice.
"If no one does, just stop. Quit the chain-smoking already."
Maybe it was the faint submissive urge that came with a loser's orgasm. I wanted to give Han Ahyoung a cigarette. I wanted to give her what she was looking for right now.
On shaky arms and legs, I crawled over to the clothes I'd taken off. I wasn't a smoker, so I never carried cigarettes — but something good felt like it would come out of my Pocket right now.
I slipped my hand into the pocket of the pants I'd discarded. And along with a strange new texture, something settled into my grip.