Chapter 71
Chapter 71
"If there are people nearby, you'll just have to hold back your moans, right?"
Hana clenched her lips shut at his reply, which sounded as if he was stating the obvious.
He was right.
No matter what her master did to her, all she had to do was endure and suppress her moans.
But just moments ago in the elevator, she had nearly lost control and let out a sound—her body had reacted on its own. And now, in this tiny space with nothing but a flimsy curtain separating them from the outside world, she was supposed to withstand his pleasurable touch and keep quiet?
Ahh...♥
That was impossible.
Yet she knew all too well that she couldn't refuse her master's words. Obedience was her only option.
Yang Taegum, indifferent to her plight, pulled her naked body tightly against his from behind.
Snap—
"Haah... Every time I touch you, I'm reminded just how insane your body is."
"Hngk...♥!"
The moment his firm back pressed against her, Hana shuddered, bracing herself for what was to come.
Without hesitation, Yang Taegum reached out—one hand roughly groping her ample breasts while the other slid between her legs, plunging into her already soaked pussy.
Squelch—♥ Squelch—♥
"Nngh...♥!!"
The lewd sound of her wetness mixed with the sensation of his fingers scraping against her inner walls made her writhe.
"Hahh...♥ N-No...♥"
Instinctively, she clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle the moans threatening to escape.
But his assault didn't stop there.
Yang Taegum bit down on her earlobe before exhaling a hot breath directly into her ear.
"Hahng...♥?!"
The searing warmth against her sensitive ear, the relentless thrusting of his fingers inside her, and the rough kneading of her breasts—
The triple assault of pleasure left her on the verge of letting out a shameless cry.
Squelch—♥ Slurp—♥
"Hnn...♥! Hhng...♥!"
Beyond the dressing room curtain, the faint sounds of other customers' footsteps and conversations reached her ears.
If this thin fabric were to be pulled aside even slightly, she would be exposed—completely naked, ravaged by her master in full view.
The terror and thrill of that near-discovery only made her body burn hotter.
Hana surrendered herself entirely to his embrace, trembling with every movement of his hands.
"Nngh...♥ Hhng...♥"
Moans slipped past her fingers, no matter how hard she tried to hold them back.
No... They'll hear me...♥ But his fingers... feel too good... I can't even tense my body...♥ My breasts, my ear... Ah... I'm losing myself...♥
She was already at her limit.
The relentless stimulation from the elevator, his fingers pistoning inside her, the rough handling of her breasts, the hot breath in her ear—
At this point, enduring it would be the real miracle.
And then—
A new, overwhelming presence pressed against the cleft of her ass.
"?!"
Thick. Hard. Unyielding.
A pillar of flesh, as if her master's endless lust had taken physical form.
His cock slid between her ass cheeks, past her thighs, and nestled right beneath her dripping pussy.
Startled, she tried to move, but his arms held her firmly in place, leaving her no room to resist.
Yang Taegum's cock settled into the soft space where her thighs met her ass, then began to move.
Slurp—♥ Squelch—♥
"Ahh...♥! M-Master... please... Hhng...♥!"
Her own arousal acted as lubricant, making his thrusts even smoother.
Even without penetration, each time his glans brushed against her entrance and sensitive folds, her body jolted violently.
"Hhng...! Ah, nngh...♥!"
The hand covering her mouth went slack.
Her ear, her breasts, her pussy—
The triple assault of pleasure was driving her to the brink of madness.
Her nipples, already hypersensitive from previous torment, trembled with every rough touch, sending tiny waves of climax through her and rapidly eroding her willpower.
Then, Yang Taegum's warning hissed in her ear.
"Shh, you're being too loud. Do you want to get caught?"
His low, whispered voice snapped her back to reality, and she hastily covered her mouth again.
But her body was far too honest.
With every thrust of his cock between her thighs, her ass swayed lewdly in response.
It hadn't even been long, yet her legs were already shaking, barely able to keep her upright.
The only reason she hadn't collapsed was the thick shaft supporting her from below and the iron grip on her breasts keeping her in place.
His cock was so unyielding that she could lean her weight against it without issue.
Squelch—♥ Squelch—♥
"Hhng—♥ Hahh...♥!"
Hana was utterly at his mercy, toyed with by the dual pleasure of his fingers and cock.
There was no consideration for her—only the raw, selfish indulgence of his desires, treating her like nothing more than a living onahole.
Yet instead of resisting, she surrendered further, her body and mind long since conditioned to obey.
Then—
"Hana, you okay?"
"?!"
Miles' concerned voice came from beyond the curtain.
Her heart plummeted.
Could he even begin to imagine what was happening inside?
Fear of being caught clashed with the thrill of possibly getting discovered, only amplifying her pleasure.
Desperate, she buried her face in her master's shoulder, swallowing back the moans threatening to spill out.
Yang Taegum's fingers dug deeper, rougher, while his thick cock pistoned faster between her thighs.
"He's calling for you. Shouldn't you greet him properly?"
"Huh...?"
Greet him?
Like this?
Completely naked, with her master's cock grinding between her thighs and her breasts being kneaded like dough?
She frantically shook her head, lips sealed shut.
But Yang Taegum didn't stop. Instead, he moved forward, still buried between her thighs.
Knowing his nature, Hana paled as she realized what he intended.
"M-Master... please...!"
Ignoring her plea, he pushed her closer to the curtain.
"...!!"
If this continued, her upper body might slip out entirely.
Panicked, she grabbed the curtain with both hands, clinging to the fabric for dear life as she barely managed to poke her head out.
Her heart pounded wildly, the thrill of near-discovery only intensifying the pleasure.
"M-Miles. What is it?"
Her voice trembled as she met Miles' gaze outside the dressing room.
She forced a smile, but her strained expression betrayed her.
Only her head was visible—her body remained inside, still under her master's control.
The moment she peeked out, Miles spoke up, concerned.
But when he caught a glimpse of her bare, perky breasts through the gap in the curtain, he flushed and quickly averted his eyes.
Crack—!
The sound of his neck turning too fast was audible, but Miles didn't react.
"H-Hana?! The curtain, the curtain...!"
"Ah...!"
Only then did she hurriedly adjust the curtain, sealing the gap completely.
"Th-Thanks, Miles."
"N-No problem. But... was something happening in there? I heard weird noises."
"N-No...? Nothing was happening. Maybe you misheard?"
"Really...? Uh, so... does the outfit fit...?"
She struggled to keep her expression neutral as she replied.
But right then—Yang Taegum's cock began moving again.
The resumed thigh-fucking made her inner thighs rub lewdly against his glans, nearly drawing out another moan.
"Nn, nngh...! I-It... hhng...♥ f-fits... I think...♥"
To cover the moan, she hastily coughed.
No...! Miles is right there... but his cock... it won't stop moving...♥ My voice... sounds so weird...♥
Too preoccupied with imagining the outfit he'd given her, Miles didn't notice her strange expression and continued.
"Oh, good... That dress really suited you. So... can you come out and show me...?"
"...!"
Come out and show him?
Impossible.
Right now, her master's cock was pistoning faster and deeper between her thighs.
The searing presence of his shaft brushing against her entrance was so vivid she felt her legs might give out any second.
"Ah, no...♥ M-Miles... I'll... hhng...♥ show you... at home...! Okay...?♥ P-Promise...♥"
Her voice, thin and breathy, sounded more seductive than reassuring. Miles gulped and nodded reflexively.
Desperate to get him to leave, she blurted out the first thing that came to mind.
"M-Miles... if there's... anything else...♥ you want me to wear... bring it. I'll... try it all on for you...♥"
Delighted, Miles nodded vigorously before hurrying off to browse more clothes.
Only once he was gone did she finally pull her head back inside, her face a complete mess.
The tension drained from her body, and her legs gave out, collapsing fully into her master's arms.
The memory of their near-exposure sent waves of shame and thrilling depravity through her.
"M-Master... you're too much...♥ Nngh...♥!"
Though her voice was laced with complaint, it melted into sticky pleasure at the end.
Amused by her whining, Yang Taegum chuckled before whispering in her ear.
"You held out well. Hah, I might just finish soon."
He began thrusting wildly between her thighs.
Squelch—♥ Squelch—♥
The obscene sound of his cock sliding through her slick folds filled the dressing room.
"Hahh...♥ Ah, ahh...♥ I-I'm close...! Master...!♥ From your cock... rubbing against me...♥!"
She barely held back her moans as she called out to him desperately.
Just as her entire body trembled on the edge of climax—
Yang Taegum released.
Splurt—!
"Hhngguuuh...♥!!"
His cock, still grinding between her thighs and against her pussy, erupted violently.
Thick, white cum shot out in an arc, splattering against the curtain before dripping down in heavy rivulets.
"Hahh......"
Panting against his shoulder, Hana stared blankly at the aftermath.
The curtain, now stained with his release, was undeniable proof of what had just transpired in this tiny space.
"Ahh...♥"
Her legs completely gave out, and had it not been for his arms, she would've crumpled to the floor.
The thick, musky scent of his cum filled the cramped dressing room. Savoring the aftershocks of her climax, she let out a blissful sigh.
"What're you staring at? Lick up every drop. Then we're going for round two."
"...Huh?"
It wasn't the order to lick up his cum that made her face pale—it was the mention of a second round.
The cum wasn't the issue—she'd even licked it off the floor before after he'd filled her ass.
But another round? Here?
For the first time today, Hana genuinely thought—
We might actually get caught by Miles.