Sparkling Cock (4)
I woke early that morning and prepared breakfast for Master.
Being a five-star hotel, of course it offered a buffet breakfast. But Master's palate had been completely rewritten by the Chef's Warehouse. Even five-star hotel cuisine no longer satisfied her.
I did have Red Salt I could scatter over anything, yet because it prevented any real sense of fullness, it wasn't ideal for everyday meals. The vitamins had already restored my stamina, so I was in perfect shape to cook for her with energy to spare.
I kept it simple and made canapés. Most people either skip breakfast or just grab something light, and canapés were perfect on every front—easy to eat, easy to make. Best of all, I could center them around tomatoes.
Since the tomatoes were the star, I simply tore open whatever crackers were on hand and piled the toppings on. Tomatoes from the Chef's Warehouse had the power to keep skin firm and supple. The reason my little sister and I both had such good complexions was probably those tomatoes we ate from time to time. Genetics played a part, sure, but I was convinced the tomatoes deserved most of the credit. If Master simply ate the Chef's tomatoes on a regular basis, she would never have to worry about her skin again.
Han Ahyoung ranked among the most beautiful actresses in the industry. She visited a dermatology clinic every week just to maintain that flawless, poreless complexion. All that meticulous care was what let her flaunt skin as pure and luminous as something out of heaven. Master no longer needed any of that tedious routine. I only wanted her to be able to rest a little more comfortably.
I approached the bed carefully where Master still slept. The sight of her sleeping was so cute and beautiful I could almost believe an angel had descended. In her dream… I heard her cursing. The stream of filthy language rolled off her tongue with practiced ease. What a bizarre dream. Master would never speak such vulgar words, would never go around insulting people. The very idea of those lovely lips spitting curses felt so wrong it was almost comical. In fact, she had struggled whenever she had to act out the true nature of her character, Park Ha-eun.
I gently woke her.
"Mmm… Cookie, come here."
Still with her eyes closed, Master spread both arms wide. I sank straight into her embrace.
Squeeze♥
My face buried itself between her breasts. Reflexively I sniffed, eyelids fluttering. A moment later my eyes went completely unfocused and my whole body turned languid. Every drop of blood rushed downward until my cock stood rigid and throbbing.
"Cookie… you're wearing clothes?"
Master groped me while blinking her eyes open.
"Was my little puppy cold?"
"Ah… yes. And I made a simple breakfast for you, Master. Cooking naked felt a little… inappropriate…"
She pressed a kiss to the crown of my head.
"Strip. Right now♥"
"…"
"Cookie's a masochist freak who wants to show Master his naked body, isn't he♥"
"Y-yes…♡"
I scrambled out of my clothes at her command. Master stroked my throat.
"We'll have to buy our Cookie a collar too. Want to go online shopping with Master?"
"Huff… I'd love that♡"
I followed Master out to the living room, dropping onto all fours and trotting after her superior legs. She sat in a chair. Naturally I settled at her feet and stayed there on my hands and knees.
"Master… eat this, then go downstairs for a massage. Script study is important, but so is taking care of your condition."
Master stretched one foot out in front of my face. It looked as if it had been carved from glass—transparent, perfect. Flawless toes wriggled.
Twitch♥
As if entranced, I pressed my face against it and inhaled. Master ground her sole straight into my face.
"Thank you, Cookie. As a reward, Master will step on your face."
Sniff sniff♥
"I didn't wash last night. Is it even stronger now?"
Sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff♥
"Want to stay like this the whole time Master eats?"
"Yesh♡ I want to stay crushed under Master's foot…♡"
"Good. My little masochist Cookie—let's thoroughly lose to Master's feet♥"
Twitch twitch♥
"But don't cum yet. You have to do a proper defeat-mating while submitting to Master."
"Yesh♡ I want defeat-sex with Master♡"
I packed Master's intoxicating foot scent deep into my nostrils. Corrupted brain cells twitched awake at the smell of her feet. Ever since I had opened my eyes that morning, a vague emptiness had gnawed at me. Now I understood the cause of that restless hunger: the absence of Master's body odor. My mind was soaking, rotting, collapsing under nothing but her scent. I was becoming a body that truly could not live without Master's musk. The cock already drooling pre-cum looked ready to spurt the instant she ordered me to cum. That was how desperately it was already in heat, writhing.
While I was being defeated and subjugated by the smell of her feet, Master let out a pleasant little hum. She kept stepping on me and praising me.
"Ah, why is everything Cookie cooks so delicious? Lately it feels like I only live to eat Cookie's food."
"The taste is one thing, but my body feels healthier too. My skin's gotten ridiculously bouncy. Was it always this white and elastic?"
"The vitamins work insanely well too. Last night when I went to bed I thought I'd be down for days, but right now—"
"I want to thoroughly defeat Cookie's pathetic little cock♥ Should Master ruin that real dick of yours?"
Twitch twitch♥
Master rubbed her foot all over my face, smearing and grinding. The heavenly foot scent sank even deeper, turning my brain soft and mushy. Perfect defeat and humiliation settled over me, and my balls grew heavy.
"Cum. Masochist."
Gush gush. Brrrrrt. Brrt brrt.
"Aaaah. Masochist ejaculation feels so good♥ When Master orders it, you just cum♥"
Gush gush♥
"Cookie's cock can't live without Master♥"
"Heh, huff…♡"
"Just looking at Master's feet makes you go into heat and come running to get stepped on."
Press♥
"Smell it and your brain turns to mush. Hopeless masochist puppy♥ Fall even deeper♥"
Twitch twitch twitch twitch♥
I came hard, body jerking and shuddering. Even through the aftershocks I stayed crushed under Master's foot. My body had been completely trained by her. Everything now lay under Master's control.
Soon Master began feeding me. She chewed the food, spat it into her palm, and I picked it up and ate. While I ate she praised me.
"Mm. Good boy. Our Cookie is so well-behaved. So cute. Even the way you smile is adorable♥"
"Huff…"
"I'll pet your head. Aww, so good. Cookie is so cute♥"
The gentle pats were the complete opposite of the abuse she had just heaped on me. My ears burned red. My brain had thoroughly broken. Abuse and affection swung back and forth until my mind simply wandered. The only truth it accepted was that I submitted to Master's orders and that submission made me happy.
"You like being treated like a dog? Does my little mutt feel good?"
Pet pet♥
"You like being a masochist who can't say a word and just gets dominated by a woman?"
"…Yesh♡"
Even the abuse now made my body burn with insane heat.
"Master likes it too♥ Master loves this masochist Cookie♥"
Twitch twitch twitch twitch♥
Maybe it was because my body had learned that warm whispers would always follow. Like Pavlov's dog that salivated at the sound of a bell, even pure degradation now made me feel Master's love. The more she degraded me, the more my loyalty to her swelled.
After Master finished her meal with satisfaction, she climbed onto the bed.
"Shall I try sitting on Cookie's pathetic little cock?"
Just like yesterday, I took her from behind while she was on all fours like a dog.
"Ohgok♥ Oho, ohok, ohhk♥ Haa, haa…"
Master's body trembled violently. She was still in the state left by the Sparkling Cock. I could tell her pussy itself had changed.
"Ahh… Master came the second it went in♥ Nghah♥ Cookie's pathetic cock… is it actually that amazing?"
I couldn't hear another word she said.
Brrt. Brrt. Brrt. Brrrrrrrrt—!
I blacked out and collapsed. The stimulation was so intense I couldn't even scream before I went down.
When I opened my eyes again I was cradled against Master's chest.
"Pathetic puppy♥ Master came the moment it went in, so Cookie fainted? Hmm?"
While I rubbed my face against her in embarrassment, Master's body odor naturally stabbed into my nostrils. My eyes unfocused; not a shred of strength remained in my fingertips. I inhaled her musk in a daze, as if I had just taken a hit of pure narcotics.
"Sniff… sniff… sniff…♡"
"Completely marinated in Master's scent. You've been properly trained into a masochist puppy."
"…"
"Good boy♥ Cookie is so cute♥ Let's do Master's thing♥ Smooch♥"
Thump thump♥
I kept sniffing nothing but Master's musk without pause until it was time to leave for the production company. I hated it and didn't want to get up, but it was for Master's sake.
After showering, dressing, and finishing preparations to leave, Master held something out to me.
"Take this with you."
It was a scrap of fabric. Panties. The ones Master had worn yesterday.
"Whenever you get a chance, bury your nose in Master's panties and sniff."
"…"
"Lose completely while smelling Master."
She blew a soft breath across my face.
"Stay hard all day and become a masochist who thinks only of Master."
Twitch twitch twitch twitch♥
"Yesh♡ I'll break. While smelling Master… I'll get stupid."
"Smell Master."
I lifted the underwear in my hand and pressed it to my nose.
Sss. Sniff sniff sniff sniff.
Throb throb♥
"Mm. Instant effect♥ Cookie's cock got hard right away. It's carved into your body properly, hasn't it?"
"Yes…♡"
"Treat the smell of those panties as Master herself and be sincerely loyal."
Sniff sniff sniff sniff♥
Defeated by Master's scent and overflowing with loyalty, I stepped outside.
I took a car to the production company—more precisely, to the set where filming would begin. Tomorrow they would hold the traditional groundbreaking rite and then start the first shoot right away. People in this industry were superstitious enough that a rite before filming was considered mandatory. Master's scenes came later, so there was still some breathing room.
To get on Director Gun Hyun-woo's good side I had bought coffee along with donuts, macarons, and other snacks. Quite a generous amount, and I had liberally dusted everything with Red Salt. Winning favor not only with the director but with the whole staff would help in all sorts of ways. If it could benefit Master even a little, I would do anything.
…Ah.
I wanted to smell Master.
No one was in sight outside, but burying my nose in the panties out here would still be a disaster. I needed to duck into a bathroom first.
Tap-tap-tap.
Just then hurried footsteps echoed from somewhere. They were getting closer—fast. I turned my head, and my eyes went wide.