Chapter 52 - Hana S
Chapter 52 - Hana S
Thud—
Miles was shoved back until his back hit the wall.
He couldn't gather his thoughts under the touch of Hana's hand groping his crotch. The sensation of her slender fingers tracing the outline of his erection through his pants was so vivid that he had to muster every ounce of willpower to suppress the urge to cum right then and there.
"H-Hana...? We can't do this here...!"
"Haa...♥ It's fine♥ It'll be fine, Miles...♥"
Hana gently stroked his nipples, which had stiffened visibly through his shirt—his body reacting to the pleasure coiling in his lower half. When she pinched the protruding peaks teasingly, a shudder ran down his spine, and he barely stifled a moan.
Ziiip—
With practiced ease, Hana tugged down his zipper, freeing his cock. After all the training she'd endured under Yang Taegum's hands, this much was nothing to her now.
His modest length, small enough that her delicate fingers could wrap around it with room to spare, twitched in her grip.
"...♥"
An unbearable wave of fondness washed over Hana as she looked at the tiny thing.
Maybe it was because she was so used to her Master's monstrous, godlike girth—but seeing this adorable little rod made her feel like she was looking at a tiny, helpless pet rabbit.
The urge to pamper it, to stroke and tease it mercilessly, burned inside her.
"H-Hana...!"
"Huu...♥ Why are you so cute like this?♥"
Swiish—
She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and gave it a slow, deliberate stroke.
"Aahhk...!"
His tiny cock pulsed helplessly against her cool palm, already on the verge of release. Hana instinctively recognized the telltale swelling—he was about to cum.
So she squeezed.
Hard.
"Aah—?! W-Why...?!"
Just as the euphoric pressure was about to overtake him, the sudden denial left Miles dazed and confused, staring at her in bewilderment.
Hana didn't blink. Instead, she licked her lips slowly, gazing up at him with dark amusement.
"Miles... You really have no patience, do you?"
"?!"
Squeeeze—
Her grip tightened gradually, and despite the discomfort, the pleasure still won out—Miles let out a shaky moan.
"Even a monkey could hold out longer than this..."
"S-Sorry! I'm trying...!"
Maybe it was because he'd never been with a woman before.
Or maybe it was just her—but Miles found it impossible to resist when Hana was the one doing these things to him.
The realization that he was still a virgin struck Hana like lightning.
Her grip loosened slightly as she leaned in, her breath hot against his ear.
"You came before you even got inside me last time... Think you'll do it again?"
"!!"
His pride stung, Miles gritted his teeth and snapped back—
"T-This time's different!"
"...Really?"
Hana exhaled against his ear, her breath thick with the scent of aroused female, while her index finger traced a slow, teasing line from the base of his cock all the way to the tip.
"Nngh...!!"
Splurt—
Contrary to his words, Miles came embarrassingly fast—a pitiful spurt of milky white splattering onto the floor with a faint floral scent.
His legs nearly gave out, but Hana wedged her knee between them just in time to keep him upright.
Thud—!
The sound of her knee hitting the wall echoed loudly in the empty room.
With her leg as his support, Miles slumped forward, his softening cock resting limply against her thigh.
"...This time's different, huh?"
"......"
Miles met her eyes—only to immediately look away, crushed under the weight of shame.
Hana stared at him with a stern expression, as if scolding a child for lying.
But when he finally hung his head in defeat, she reached down and gave his limp little cock a gentle pat.
"Lying is bad, okay? But since you seem sorry... here's a reward."
"!!!"
Swiish—
"Good boy~♥ Our little Miles did so well~♥"
She stroked his flaccid length like she was petting a puppy, and to her delight, it stiffened again almost instantly.
"Oh? You're still energetic~♥"
Poke—
When she pressed lightly on the tip, Miles gasped and squeezed his eyes shut—the rough texture of her jeans against his sensitive skin sent another jolt of pleasure through him.
"...Gonna cum again?"
Her tone was flat, almost disappointed.
Desperate to correct the misunderstanding, Miles blurted out—
"N-No! It just feels too good... I can't help it...!"
"Ah."
Her expression softened, lips curling into a wicked smile.
"There's a bed in the other room... Let's go there...♥"
Without waiting for an answer, she pulled her leg free and led him by the hand.
Once they reached the bed, she pushed him down onto the mattress before climbing behind him, pulling him into her embrace.
Squish—
Her ample breasts cushioned his back as she wrapped her arms around him.
Dazed by the sensation, he didn't resist as she began undressing him.
"Raise your arms~♥"
Like she was handling a child, she cheerfully tugged his shirt over his head, then yanked his pants down to his knees, fully exposing his lower half.
Hana, her own body flushed and damp with sweat, carelessly tossed her sweater aside.
Then, in a whisper so soft it was almost inaudible, she murmured into his ear—
"I'll fix your premature little cock, okay?♥ I'll stroke it nice and slow... make you feel so good... until you're squirting out thick, sticky white stuff...♥ What do you think...?"
Huu—
As her breath ghosted over his skin, Miles shuddered violently, burying his face against her chest as he begged—
"Fix me...! Please, fix me...!!"
"Mm♥"
And with that, Hana began her correction in earnest.
"H-Hana...! I'm gonna cum...!"
"No. Hold it♥"
Miles struggled to endure as Hana jerked him off from behind, her fingers working him ruthlessly.
But his efforts were in vain—his cock swelled, the telltale throbbing signaling his impending release.
Squeeze—
"Nngh...?!"
Her thumb and forefinger clamped down hard right below the head, sealing off his urethra completely.
Forced to hold back, Miles writhed in agony, a strangled moan escaping him.
The semen that should have been expelled had nowhere to go—trapped inside, it pooled painfully in his shaft.
Unfazed, Hana used her free hand to stroke the middle of his length.
"H-Hana...!!"
Torn between pleasure and torment, he called out to her desperately.
"P-Please let me cum! It hurts...!"
"No, Miles. Not yet... It hasn't even been five minutes...? You have to last at least ten♥"
His face paled at the mention of ten minutes—he wasn't sure he could endure this exquisite torture for that long.
Watching him suffer, Hana felt a deep, twisted thrill.
Something primal rose within her, urging her to push him further, to torment him more.
The sadistic desire only made her pussy and ass clench, dripping with arousal—her jeans were already soaked through, the fabric darkened beyond recognition.
Squish squish squish—
"Hhnggh...!!"
True to her word, Hana didn't let up for a full ten minutes.
His cock, denied release for so long, was furious—engorged and throbbing, veins bulging under the strain.
Amused, Hana gave the shaft a light flick.
"Look at you, Miles♥ Small but feisty, huh? Hehe, so cute♥♥"
Tap—
"...!!!"
The moment she released her grip, the dam broke.
Everything he'd been forced to hold back exploded out in a violent, blinding rush.
"Uuuaaah...!!!"
Spluuurt—!!
The payoff for denying him for so long was undeniable—the sheer volume that gushed out painted the bed in thick, sticky streaks.
"Aahhk...!! Hhahh...!!"
Drip... drip...
His spent cock twitched weakly, expelling the last few drops.
Just before the bead of cum at the tip could fall onto the bed, Hana caught it with her finger and popped it into her mouth.
Slurp—
Even this small amount, she savored—rolling it over her tongue, tasting it carefully.
But disappointment soon followed.
'Thin. Not much volume. Nothing like Master's thickness... or that nose-numbing stench.'
And yet.
And yet.
She loved Miles.
As a person.
His human qualities.
His premature, adorably small cock.
She loved it all.
Chu—
After licking her lips, she leaned in, whispering to his exhausted form once more.
"It's okay, Miles♥ You can still go again, right?"
"Ah..."
Hana's correction had only just begun.