Chapter 25 - Apology Dogeza Anal Sex
Chapter 25 - Apology Dogeza Anal Sex
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"..."
Yang Taegum set his phone down on the desk with an expressionless face.
He had been trying to call Hana for a while now, but all he got was the automated message saying her phone was turned off. Behind that emotionless mask, a storm of feelings raged.
What's this? Rebellion? Have I been too lenient with her lately? Why would she turn it off? Afraid I'd call?
Checking the surveillance feed from her house showed no sign of her.
By now, she should have finished patrol and been home with time to spare—yet she was nowhere to be seen. Wondering if something had happened, he even called her assigned handler, only to be told she had already returned safely after patrol.
Late at night, he had been practically giddy at the thought of tasting her ass and pussy again—only for his excitement to freeze over in an instant.
...Don't tell me—
Is she with that bastard Miles?
Just in case, he tried calling Miles, but like Hana, he didn't answer. The only difference was that Miles' phone was still on—but what good did that do if he wasn't picking up?
"Tch."
Creak—
Stress surged through him as he leaned back in his chair, running a frustrated hand through his hair.
"...Are you fucking kidding me?"
After all that groveling and crawling, calling him Master~ Master~, she dares to cut contact and disappear with that piece of shit Miles?
She's crossed a line.
"Haha. Ha."
Did she really think I was some pushover? I thought she'd gotten a lot more obedient, but... pulling this kind of stunt? Seems like I need to remind her exactly what her role as my personal cock sleeve is.
Quietly seething, Yang Taegum began typing out a message to Hana. It wasn't like she'd keep her phone off forever—once she turned it back on, she'd see it.
And if she didn't? Well, if she didn't, things would get very bad for her.
He was confident he could make sure of that.
Click—
He took a screenshot of a certain video just before uploading it, attached the image to a message with the words "AM 08:00", and sent it.
"Sigh..."
His patience lasted until 8 AM tomorrow.
And if she was late? Well, that was fine too.
Pffft— He let out a quiet laugh as he leaned back in his chair and slowly closed his eyes.
.........
......
...
"...Ah."
The moment she woke up, Hana's mind was still hazy—until her eyes snapped wide open.
How long had it been since she last slept this well? Lost in thought, she turned her head and saw Miles' face right in front of her, still fast asleep.
His mouth was slightly open, and he looked so adorable that she couldn't resist pinching his cheek lightly.
...Did I go too hard on him last night...?
Lost in the throes of pleasure, she might have been a little too rough—Miles looked utterly exhausted, as if he'd been drained of all energy. People often described scenes like this as having the life sucked out of them.
That bastard made me feel the same way—so weak I could barely move.
Thinking she should make him a nice breakfast to help him recover, she reached for her phone to check the time.
"Ah, here it is."
She pulled it out from the pocket of the jeans crumpled on the floor. The screen didn't respond to her touch, reminding her that she'd turned it off yesterday.
"Mmm..."
She'd shut it off in a fit of frustration, not wanting their date to be interrupted—but she hadn't thought about the consequences. Had he tried to contact her?
She was scared, but she didn't regret it. Because she'd turned it off, she'd been able to spend this blissful night with Miles.
Chiriri-ring—
The familiar startup chime played as she powered it on. Unlocking the screen, she checked the time.
Just before 7 AM... I should go out and buy something for Miles to eat—huh?
As soon as the network connected, a notification popped up—a single message had arrived.
Instinctively tapping it, Hana's face instantly paled as she read the contents.
Just one photo and the words "AM 08:00"—but that was more than enough to make her panic.
One hour! She only had one hour left.
Frantically, she tapped her screen and called Yang Taegum.
Brrrring— Brrrring— Brrrring— Brrrring—
Hurry, hurry...! Why isn't he picking up?!
Her mind blank with terror, all she could think of was begging him to stop—right now.
How could she not panic? If that video got out, even for a second, the life of the man she loved would be ruined.
Click—
"H-Hello...?"
[...]
Hana spoke cautiously, but Yang Taegum remained silent on the other end.
Desperate, she kept her voice as low as possible to avoid waking Miles, stumbling over her words.
"I-I was wrong...! Please, don't do it—no, I mean, please don't...!"
[...]
"I truly made a mistake. Please, just this once, show me mercy and forgive me. I'm begging you...!"
[...]
Still, no response. Biting her lip hard, she forced herself to speak in the most degrading way she could.
"This... lowly bitch slave of Master's... forgot her place and made a mistake...! Please... show me... mercy...!"
[I'll send you the address. Come there.]
Click—
A message arrived immediately. Checking the location, it was about 20 minutes away from here.
The moment she saw it, Hana dressed in a hurry, left a note in plain sight, and looked at Miles one last time.
"Snore..."
Seeing him sleeping so deeply, blissfully unaware, she made a vow.
No matter what happens, I'll protect you, Miles.
.........
......
...
Time passed, and as Hana neared the address Yang Taegum had sent, a lone house came into view.
Located on the outskirts, far from the city center, the detached house had an eerie, desolate air to it. Standing alone with no other buildings nearby, it stoked ominous imagination.
Gulp—
Swallowing hard, Hana approached the front door and rang the bell.
Ding-dong—
Creak—
The door unlocked automatically. Steeling herself, she stepped inside.
After closing the door, taking off her shoes, and walking down the hallway into the living room—
"..."
There he was.
Yang Taegum sat on a sofa against the wall, staring at her as she entered.
One arm draped over the sofa's armrest, his fist propping up his chin—his posture alone radiated intimidation.
He said nothing as he looked at her.
Hana could feel just how furious he was.
Fidgeting nervously, she couldn't stand the silence any longer and spoke first.
What came out was an apology.
"I'm so sorry for cutting contact without saying anything...!"
"That's not it. You should show proper manners before apologizing."
Emphasizing manners, his eyes trailed down her body.
Realizing instantly what he wanted, Hana clenched her teeth.
"..."
Slowly, she began undressing.
She took off the white sweater Miles had complimented, exposing the bra cupping her large breasts, then slid down her tight jeans to reveal the sheer mesh thong barely covering her pussy.
"Whew~."
The sound of his whistle made her skin burn with shame. She thought she was done, but Yang Taegum wasn't satisfied yet.
"Do I really have to say it for you to take off the rest? Tsk, being this uncooperative is a problem."
"!!"
When he made a show of tapping his phone, Hana panicked and stripped off the remaining underwear.
Jiggle—
Her heavy, soft breasts spilled free, and she untied the strings covering her pussy and asshole. Knowing he'd take it badly if she covered herself, she kept her hands folded neatly over her stomach.
Finally satisfied, he smirked as his gaze roamed over her body before speaking.
"Now, what should we do about this?"
"Eek..."
Trembling from humiliation, Hana hesitated.
The moment she showed reluctance, Yang Taegum shook his phone—
And Hana slowly bent forward, kneeling until her forehead touched the floor in a deep bow.
Dogeza.
Her breasts pressed flat against the ground like steamed buns, her plump ass on full display—the split between her pussy and asshole clearly visible.
Still prostrated, she spoke.
"This... lowly bitch of Master's... forgot her place and acted out... I'm sorry..."
"Then you'll accept your punishment, right?"
"Y-Yes..."
"Good."
Clapping mockingly, Yang Taegum stood from the sofa and moved behind her. Leaning down, he suddenly—
SMACK!
—spanked her pale ass hard.
SMACK!
"Eek?!"
SMACK!
Grope—
"Ngh!"
"God, your ass is insane every time."
Enjoying the feel of her pliant flesh, he slid his hand lower—teasing her asshole.
"H-Hyuh?!"
Squelch—
Still dry, his finger didn't slide in easily, but Yang Taegum forced his index finger inside, toying with her hole.
Squish— Squelch—
"Nngh...! Uuugh...!!"
As his finger roughly scraped her insides, Hana whimpered in pain.
Pop—!
When he pulled his finger out with a wet sound, she gasped in relief. He wiped his finger on her discarded thong before speaking.
"It's morning, so I kinda wanna blow a few loads—but you haven't done an enema yet, have you?"
"...No."
Tensing at the thought of him fucking her ass again, Hana braced herself. Yang Taegum continued,
"So this time, I'll use a condom."
"..."
"Bite this."
Humming, he pulled out a condom from somewhere and made her hold it in her mouth.
"Alright, I'm putting it on. Hold still."
Yang Taegum pulled down his pants, freeing his erect cock.
Hana's heart began to race—not at the sight of Miles' modest member, but at the enormous Ultra Cock of Yang Taegum looming right before her eyes.
Sniff sniff
Before she realized it, she was inhaling the musky scent wafting from his dick, her mind growing hazy from the overpowering aroma.
He brought the tip of his cock close to the condom still hanging from her lips and—
Shhhlick—
"Ghk—?!"
In one swift motion, he shoved it deep into her mouth, sheathing his cock in the condom while violating her throat.
"Ghk—!"
Hana instinctively flinched at the sudden intrusion, but the thought of Miles made her grit her teeth and maintain her kneeling Dogejah position.
Yang Taegum savored the warmth of her throat as he buried himself to the hilt before slowly pulling back, withdrawing his cock with a wet shlick.
"Pwahhh...! Cough— Hack—!"
Gasping for air, Hana coughed violently, her throat slick with drool. Satisfied that the condom was thoroughly lubricated, Yang Taegum moved behind her.
Grabbing her hips, he lifted her ass to the perfect height—
And plunged into her asshole.
Shhhluuuuck—
"Gghhk...!!"
His cock, slick with her spit, buried itself to the base in an instant.
Her hole, already molded to his shape from their previous anal session, accepted him without resistance.
The condom, too small to cover his entire length, left half of his shaft exposed, allowing him to feel the raw heat of her rectum.
"Haaah... Now this is perfect."
As his monstrous cock bottomed out, a slight bulge formed just below her abdomen. Hana clenched her teeth, holding her position. Amused, Yang Taegum smirked.
"Don't move a muscle. You know what happens if you do, right?"
"...Y-yes..."
Creak— creak— squish—
He began slow, deliberate thrusts, each one sending waves of filthy pleasure through her bowels. Hana shuddered but held firm.
Squeeeeze—
"Hnnnghh...!!"
Every withdrawal dragged her anal walls outward, mimicking the sensation of pushing out waste while the ridge of his glans scraped deliciously against her insides.
Squelch—
"Haaahh...!!"
Every re-entry speared her rectum with his burning rod, stuffing her full and wringing lewd moans from her lips.
"Ah, think it's about time for the real deal."
Yang Taegum buried himself deep, savoring the tight clutch of her ass before gripping her hips tightly for full-force pistoning.
"Here we go!"
Thrust—! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Hngk?! Nghh?! Hahh! Hyaaahh♥?!"
Hana's mind blanked under the relentless assault.
The rapid-fire stimulation sent her arousal skyrocketing, her anal passage slickening with lubricating fluids that only made his thrusts smoother.
Her vice-like rectum and spasming sphincter pushed Yang Taegum dangerously close to the edge.
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Kyaahh♥! Hyaaahh♥! Ghhk♥! Fuahh♥!"
"Ghhh...! Gonna cum...!"
SLAM!!!
SPLURT—!
"Gghhhnn♥♥?!"
Slam! Slam!!
SPLURT—!
Slam!!
SPLOOOOSH—!
Three powerful thrusts later, Yang Taegum emptied himself into the condom.
"Hhaaaaahhhh♥...!!"
Hana felt the condom inflate inside her, the sheer force of his ejaculation pressing against her rectal walls.
The overwhelming pulse of his cock, filling her hole to the brim—
If this had been pumped straight into my womb... I wouldn't have survived...
Shhhlick—
POP—!
"Hhaaaaahhhh♥♥♥...!!!"
Spluuurt—
As Yang Taegum pulled out, Hana finally lost control, her body convulsing in an anal-induced climax.
Her juices splattered the floor, her lewd moans echoing through the room.
"Just wanted to blow off some steam with a quick morning jerk, but my dedicated asshole case went and came on her own?"
SMACK!
"Hyaahh♥!!"
Leaving her to whimper, Yang Taegum yanked out the semen-filled condom still lodged in her ass.
Squish—
"Hhiiiihh♥?!"
The sheer volume made it stubborn, but with a firm tug—
Streeeetch— POP-!
"Ghhhhnnn♥...!"
—it ripped free, sending her into another anal orgasm.
"Up. Just your upper body."
"Hahh♥ Hyaahh♥ Hhuuuuhh♥"
"Hurry up!"
SMACK!
"Y-yes, Masterrr♥"
Only after another spank did Hana sluggishly rise. Her flattened breasts regained their shape as Yang Taegum groped them from behind.
Squeeze— squeeze—
"Yeah, this is what tits are supposed to feel like."
Chuckling darkly, he tied the swollen condom around her stiff nipple.
Already erect from climax, it secured easily. Hana's eyes widened when she saw it.
'A condom... on my nipple...♥'
Dangling like some perverse accessory, the condom—stuffed far fuller than Miles could ever manage—filled her with twisted excitement.
The weight made her breasts sag, the taut pull sending jolts of pleasure through her.
Yang Taegum pulled out another condom.
"Gotta be fair—the other nipple gets one too."
"Y-yess...♥"
Again, he rolled it onto his cock, pressing the glistening shaft against her lips—
Shhhlick—
"Ghk—?!"
—before shoving it down her throat.
Since the goal was just sheathing, he pulled out immediately and moved behind her again, pushing her down.
"Back on all fours. Time to wreck that ass-pussy."
"Yess...♥"
Thrust—! Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Hhiiiihh♥♥!!"
As he pounded her mercilessly, Yang Taegum growled.
"Don't know where you were or what you did last night, but we'll get to that later."
Slam—! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Aahh♥ Nghh♥ Ughhk♥ Fuahh♥"
"For now—pray—your hymen—stays intact."
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Nnghh♥ Nghhk♥ Ohhk♥"
"Or else—I don't know—what I'll do!"
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Right here—that's your G-spot. Feels good?"
"Hhhnnnghh♥♥♥?! Ohhk♥...! Ooohhggghh♥♥!!"
Spluuurt—
When he angled downward, hammering against her G-spot through her rectal walls, Hana came instantly.
He didn't let up, ruthlessly targeting that sweet spot from inside her ass.
She had never felt anything like it—pleasure from anal sex alone making her pussy throb in sync...!
Lost in the sensation, she drowned in ecstasy.
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"Feels—good?!—Answer me!!"
"Yesssshhh♥♥!! S-so good♥! Masterrr♥♥!!"
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
Splurt—
"You—came?!—Then say it!!"
Slam! Slam! Slam! Slam!
"I camedd♥!! J-just nowhh♥! Go slowerrr♥♥!"
Ignoring her, he kept pounding, forcing her to endure simultaneous anal and G-spot orgasms. Her body trembled, barely maintaining position.
Feeling his own climax approaching, Yang Taegum delivered a final spank.
SMACK!
"Cumming! Take it all...!!"
"Yesshh♥ This filthy♥ asshole ishh♥ ready for Master's cock milkhh♥♥...!!"
SLAM!
SPLOOOOSH—!
SLAM!
SPLOOOOSH—!
SLAM! SLAM!!
SPLOOOOOSH—!
Spluuurt—
"Nnnaaahhhh♥♥!! I'm cumminggg♥ Your anal slave's cumming againhh...♥!!"
"Haaah..."
After savoring the heat of her well-used rectum, Yang Taegum pulled out.
Squeeeeze—
POP-!
"Hhiiiihh...♥!"
The condom, left inside again, bulged obscenely from her gaping hole before drooping downward, thick semen oozing out to stain her thighs.
"Whoops."
After admiring the sight, he yanked it free.
POP-!
"Hyaahh♥♥?!"
Too lazy to speak, Yang Taegum grabbed her hair, forcing her upright before tying the second condom to her other nipple.
"Hahh...♥ Haaah...♥ Hhhnnn...♥"
Squeeze— squeeze—
Still dazed from climax, Hana shuddered as he groped her from behind.
Peering over her shoulder at her weighted-down breasts, he grinned.
"Gonna fuck you all day today—so be ready."
As he whispered in her ear, her body trembled. Anticipating the debauchery to come, she repeated to herself—
All of this... is for Miles...
"...Huh?"
Waking up, Miles looked for Hana. Finding her gone, he slumped—until spotting a note.
The elegant handwriting was unmistakably hers.
[Last night was amazing, Miles. Was I too rough...? Rest up today—I've got things to do. Love you... Miles... Mwah!]
"Ahh..."
Relieved, Miles collapsed back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"..."
His body felt utterly drained. Even after a full night's rest, exhaustion clung to him.
"Hana... was incredible last night..."
The memory of her in lingerie stirred his lust, but his limp lower half refused to respond.
Check-out's at... 11, right?
Glancing at the clock—9 AM—he decided to sleep more and promptly passed out.