Preparation (1)
What? Just now. Did I mishear that?
I stared blankly at Park Seoh-ah until our eyes met.
"Hmm? What's wrong, Cookie? Is there something on Master's face?"
Park Seoh-ah flashed her usual bright, eye-crinkling smile. A pure, sunny smile so radiant it warmed the heart just to look at it. That soft voice made no sense unless the cold, chilling tone I'd heard a moment ago had been a hallucination.
I must have misheard after all. It had been so quiet I could barely make it out. There was no way Park Seoh-ah would ever utter a curse like that.
"Ah♥ Cookie, you pervert♥"
Suddenly Park Seoh-ah shoved the top of her foot against my lips. Her toes wriggled once more.
"Go on♥ You can swear your loyalty while kissing Master's feet♥"
"..."
Smack♥
I frantically pressed kisses to her foot.
"Cookie's so cute♥ Look how thoroughly you're pledging loyalty to Master's feet♥"
"Hah..."
"Does Cookie serve Master, or does Cookie serve Master's feet? Hmm?"
Park Seoh-ah stroked me gently. My heart hammered wildly. Her sweet words and soft touch made my face burn. Before I knew it, the coppery smell of her feet filling my nostrils had made my entire body hypersensitive. I kept kissing her toes without rest, swearing my loyalty.
Expensive foreign liquors and bottles lay scattered across the table. Everyone's faces were flushed, my little sister's included. They seemed thoroughly drunk; the conversation had gradually died down.
We dogs hadn't touched a drop. We carefully began attending to our Masters. Only Dubu, Yeon So-yul's slave, had left early due to some work.
That left Yeon So-yul alone. I recalled the future Serena who'd been booked for drunk driving. Was she about to call her manager, or... Yeon So-yul looked the most put-together among the drunk ones, but she was definitely in no condition to drive.
"Why are you staring at my face like that, Cookie? Am I too pretty?"
Yeon So-yul asked me. I averted my eyes and nodded. Then I carefully asked,
"How are you getting home?"
At my question, Yeon So-yul's eyes curved into crescents. It was a smile completely different from Park Seoh-ah's, and my heart gave a hard thump.
"You were worried about me."
"..."
"I can just take a taxi. You don't need to worry. Or do you think I can't make it on my own?"
"No... that's not it."
"It's not even that far. Thanks for caring, Cookie. Come here, I'll give you a hug."
I was held in Yeon So-yul's embrace for a few seconds before she let go. Even though she reeked of alcohol, she didn't seem drunk at all—it was almost uncanny. She didn't seem inclined to drive drunk. As a famous idol, it was something she had to be especially careful about.
Even without a taxi, there were Sundoong-i, Tori, and Badugi. Any of them could have dropped her off on their way. I didn't know when that future I'd seen would come, but it didn't seem to be today.
Still, looking up at Yeon So-yul, I said,
"Then... would it be okay if you rode in my car?"
Yeon So-yul met my gaze and let out a soft laugh. Then she planted kiss after kiss on my forehead.
"Haa. Why are you so cute♥ Cookie wants to drive me home? Can I ride with you?"
"Of course you can! I was going to tell him to take you anyway. Our Cookie has such a kind heart."
Park Seoh-ah also bent down to meet my eyes. She slowly brought her lips close. I thought she was going to kiss my forehead like Yeon So-yul had—but then I realized her parted lips had stopped right at my nose.
"Haaaah♥ This is your reward for being good♥ Sniff Master's breath all you want♥"
Sniff sniff sniff sniff♥
Twitch twitch♥
The thick breath spreading across my face made my body twitch as if under a spell. My mind went hazy, and it felt like my prostate was throbbing hard. I was going more and more insane over Park Seoh-ah's scent. Not just her breath—her foot smell, her sweat, her skin, her armpits. The mere brush of her female scent against my nose left my body frozen in total submission.
"Wow, Cookie's little cock is twitching♥ You want to cum again after all that already?"
Yeon So-yul prodded my cock with her finger. My thoroughly premature cock swelled just from that light touch.
"No. You can't cum."
My little sister's command stabbed into my ear, and I clenched my sphincter with everything I had. She slowly lifted my four-legged body upright and pulled a shirt onto me.
"Cookie came way too much today. You're at your limit. Any more would be dangerous."
My little sister gripped my cock between two fingers, inspecting it. That gesture—two fingers looking down on and belittling my cock—brought Han Ahyoung to mind. That same attitude, as if my cock were pathetic, pitiful, and obsolete.
Twitch twitch♥
"Du-ummy♥ Your pathetic little cock's gone weird♥"
"..."
"You've become a Sochu that can't even feel anything the normal way♥ You want to submit again with that obsolete little Sochu♥"
Spurt♥
Her ridiculously light shake of the base made me cum helplessly. The semen was so thoroughly wrung out I couldn't even tell if it was a real ejaculation or something like Sundoong-i's dry spurts.
"Don't enjoy it♥ Don't be happy♥ You're not allowed to feel good from this♥"
Twitch twitch♥
My little sister turned my body around and looked into my eyes. Seeing my completely slack face, she put on a deliberately satisfied expression. It took several minutes after she held me before I could finally collect myself.
By then Sundoong-i, Tori, and Badugi were already dressed. Maybe because we'd met them naked and on all fours from the start—seeing them in clothes felt strangely unfamiliar. How should I put it... They looked like proper human beings.
Without thinking, I glanced down at Sundoong-i's crotch.
"What. Why."
I finished getting dressed too, stood on two feet, said our goodbyes, and parted ways. To the very end, I never heard anything but their dog names. We'd exchanged contacts, so I'd learn their real names soon enough.
Thud thud.
Walking upright felt strangely awkward. I left Park Seoh-ah, my little sister, and Yeon So-yul waiting briefly and hurried to the parking garage. The most expensive foreign car among the three I owned. It was a relief that a car worth hundreds of millions of won finally had a use. Of course, looking at what actors and idols usually drove—mostly SUVs—I probably wouldn't be using this car much going forward.
Vroom.
I drove over to where my little sister's group was waiting. The car doors opened, and the distinctive fragrant scent of women took over the interior. A smell that made me submit just from being surrounded by it.
Yeon So-yul took the passenger seat. She placed her hand on my thigh and said,
"Cookie said he wanted to spend more time with me, so I'll sit right next to you like this. Good?"
"...Yes."
Yeon So-yul stared at me quietly. Did she have something she wanted to say? When I gave her a puzzled look, she spoke.
"Cookie's still new, so he doesn't know yet. Should I buckle your seatbelt for you?"
Ah. The seatbelt. I immediately reached out and buckled her seatbelt. In the process, the back of my hand brushed against Yeon So-yul's chest, and I flinched.
"You can't do that. Is it okay to touch Master's chest without permission? Yes or no?"
"...No. I'm sorry..."
"It's okay. Since Cookie's new, Master will teach you one thing at a time. You need to listen carefully, okay?"
"Yes..."
"And getting out of the car to open Master's door is basic. You can't just sit there like you did earlier."
Just now, I had simply sat there in the car. While I was thinking I shouldn't do that next time, Yeon So-yul's hand seized my chin.
"When Master talks, you look her in the eyes. Obviously you look forward while driving, though."
She made me look at her while her other hand touched my cock.
"And you can't just get hard whenever you look at Master. If you can't hold it—"
"..."
"—Master will have no choice but to lock you in a chastity cage and manage you all day long."
Only then did I belatedly realize Yeon So-yul had been calling herself Master. It had been so natural I hadn't even noticed. And it continued after that. While driving Yeon So-yul home, I learned what I needed to do as a manager and as a dog.
Eventually, after about twenty minutes, we arrived at the destination, and I reflexively checked on Yeon So-yul—whether she needed anything, how she was feeling, what state she was in.
"That's right. You have to look only at Master and think only of Master all day long."
"...Yes."
"You'll do well as Seoh-ah's manager, right?"
Yeon So-yul patted my head like she was looking at a dog she'd trained.
"Cookie's really cute. Listens so well to Master. So good♥ So cute♥"
Thump♥
"Is this why Seoh-ah and Chaeeun's complexions have gotten so bright?"
"Hehe, just looking at our Cookie is healing, right?"
At Park Seoh-ah's words, I flushed and glanced at the rearview mirror. And my gaze locked in place.
Park Seoh-ah wore a good-natured smile with bright, sparkling eyes. But contrary to her words, I couldn't feel much affection for me in those eyes. I could accept that a few days ago, but I'd thought there'd be a little more by now. Had I been getting ahead of myself? Having lived through the future made the shock hit even harder.
"Well then, I'll be going. Thanks for the ride, Cookie."
Saying that, Yeon So-yul looked at me. I blanked out for about a second before snapping to. I quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and opened the passenger door.
"Good job. Master's teaching paid off. Contact me anytime if you need anything."
Then Yeon So-yul whispered to me—as if so Park Seoh-ah and my little sister wouldn't hear.
"Save me as So-yul Master. Got it?"
My lips moved soundlessly for a moment before I answered.
"...Yes."
I stared blankly at Yeon So-yul's retreating back. I watched until she disappeared from view, and only then turned my head.
When we arrived home after getting back in the car, my little sister said,
"Go on inside first, Oppa. Seoh-ah and I will chat for a bit and then come in."
"...Okay. Got it."
Once home, my body felt utterly exhausted. I wanted nothing more than to collapse onto the bed right then. For some reason, it felt like I'd been away from home for a long time.
I took off my shoes and naturally dropped onto all fours. I crawled a few steps before stopping myself. A sense of dissonance hit me—I was crawling as if it were natural even though my little sister and Park Seoh-ah weren't there.
Instead of standing up, I thought back to what had happened at the club. I'd really been a dog today. Did those guys—the other dogs—crawl around even when they were home alone? I'd been aware of it during the training over the past few days, but meeting other people made it hit home even harder.
From now on, I would live as Park Seoh-ah and my little sister's dog.
Thump thump♥
My heart pounded hard.