Chapter 73
Chapter 73
Hana froze upon hearing his command, as if she'd forgotten how to breathe.
But Master's orders were absolute—refusal wasn't an option.
With a heart on the verge of tears, she barely managed to squeeze out a voice.
Her hands still clutched the unmistakable outline of his cock pressing against her lower belly, trembling faintly as she gave him a barely perceptible handjob.
"Ah...! Y-yes...! I-I'm fine...♥!"
Her voice quivered pitifully, thin and strained, the edges fraying oddly.
The overwhelming fullness inside made even speaking difficult, and every time her fingers slid across her belly to stroke him, she could feel his cock twitching deep within her asshole—so vividly that she was certain a broken moan would slip out any second.
The sales clerk outside, noticing the faint tremble in her voice, dutifully called out with professional concern.
"You sound a bit unwell—are you sure you're alright? If the clothes are too tight, I can bring another size—"
Clueless about what was happening inside, the clerk's well-meaning words only grated on Hana's nerves.
Desperate, she scrambled for an excuse.
"N-no...! I-I just... love it so much...♥ I'm, I'm excited...♥ The outfit... it's so pretty...♥ Hhng...♥!"
It was a ridiculous excuse.
But she couldn't think of anything else.
The pleasure alone was driving her mad—she had no energy left to care about anything else.
At her claim of excitement, Yang Taegum smirked in satisfaction and thrust deeper, forcing her onto her tiptoes as his cock buried itself to the hilt.
"Nngh—♥♥!"
Hana bit her lip to stifle the moan.
Yet her hands never stopped moving.
Fear of being caught clashed with her desperate need to please Master, driving her to grip and stroke the bulge in her belly even more frantically.
'Please... Master, stop now...♥ I-I'll really get caught...♥ But... haah, harder...♥'
Forcing composure, she called out to the clerk.
"M-my boyfriend... ngh♥... is bringing me... m-more clothes...♥ I'll... I'll try them on and come... hhah...♥ out... soon...♥"
"Ah... alright."
The clerk frowned slightly, clearly suspicious, but eventually stepped away from the fitting room.
The moment Hana relaxed at the fading footsteps—
SPLURT—!
"Hhhaaah—♥♥?!"
Without warning, an explosive climax erupted inside her.
Yang Taegum's cock pulsed violently, unleashing thick, scorching cum deep into her bowels, filling her to the brim.
SPLURT—! SPLURT—! SPLURT—!
"Hhaaahhh—♥! Ah♥ Ah♥ Ahn...♥!"
An inhuman volume—far beyond what any normal man could produce.
The overwhelming pressure of her insides swelling, the searing heat of his cum scalding her from within.
Only Master could flood her like this—so violently, so impossibly—and Hana's eyes rolled back as she was hurled straight into climax.
His cum surged relentlessly, filling her rectum before gushing upward, threatening to overflow.
The once-flat plane of her belly now visibly rounded, bloated with his seed.
The rigid outline of his cock beneath her fingers softened as her abdomen swelled, heavy and full.
She'd taken his cum like this countless times—enough for it to surge past her stomach, even up her throat—but she could never get used to it.
The sensation was obscene.
SPLURT—
"Hhng...♥ Hah...♥ Haaah...♥"
Hana could no longer stand.
Her legs gave out, but with his cock still buried inside, she could only slump awkwardly against him.
Instinctively, her hands cradled her belly.
Warm. Heavy. Overflowing with Master's essence.
She held it tenderly, as if cherishing something precious.
Her insides—her womb, her rectum—all filled to the brim with thick, potent male seed.
The satisfaction of being so utterly claimed.
'Ahh... I'm so happy...♥ Master's cum inside me... so much...♥ This fullness... I love it...♥ I want to keep it forever...♥'
Yang Taegum, finally spent, leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"I'm pulling out now. Clench tight—don't let a drop spill."
With a wet POP—!, he yanked his cock free.
"Hhih—♥!"
The sudden emptiness made her whimper, but she obeyed instantly, squeezing her muscles with all her might.
Her legs trembled. Her belly, swollen like a pregnant woman's, weighed her down.
She felt like she might lose her mind.
As she struggled to steady herself against the wall, another command came.
"Clean me up, Hana."
Clean him.
For a moment, she stared blankly.
Then, understanding dawned, and her face flushed with delight.
She moved immediately.
Still cradling her cum-filled belly, she waddled toward him on unsteady legs before dropping to her knees in near-reverence.
"Haaah......♥"
Before her stood his cock, still flushed red from climax.
Massive. Unrivaled. Master's proud, beloved symbol.
Glistening with traces of cum and her own slick fluids, it looked like the most delicious candy in the world.
"Master...♥ Let me... clean you properly...♥"
With a dreamy whisper, she placed her hands gently on his thighs.
Then, her small tongue darted out, carefully licking the droplet of white clinging to his tip.
Salty. Bitter. Pungent.
A taste she knew all too well.
The moment it touched her tongue, relief and unbearable arousal flooded her.
"Hhng...♥ This is it... so good...♥"
She looked up at him with adoring eyes, as if thanking him for the privilege of servicing him.
"Haaah...♥ Delicious...♥ Can I... lick it all...♥?"
Even as she asked for permission, her lips were already parting, taking him into her mouth.
Her tongue worked diligently, cleaning every inch, even the wrinkled flesh beneath his head.
Lap♥ Slurp♥ Schlick♥
Lewd, wet sounds filled the fitting room.
Once he was spotless, she gave his tip one last loving kiss—♥ before pulling away with a reluctant pout.
Gulp—♥
She swallowed every last trace of him, licking her lips in satisfaction.
A silent signal—I'm done.
Yang Taegum patted her head.
"If we leave now, that bulging belly of yours will give us away."
He pointed to the plastic bin on the floor, meant for discarded clothes.
"Squat over it and let it all out."
"...Huh?"
A cold, empty bin.
And an order to shit out everything he'd just filled her with.
The color drained from Hana's face.
Let it out?
The precious cum she'd begged for—into this filthy bin?
She stared between him and the bin in disbelief, her heart sinking at the thought of losing what he'd given her.
"M-Master...! No...! I-I want to keep it inside...! Please...!"
For the first time, outright refusal.
Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded, cradling her swollen belly like a mother protecting her child.
She didn't want to lose this blissful fullness.
She didn't want to expel any part of him.
Yang Taegum sighed.
"Hana, if we walk out like this, Miles will notice."
"Ah..."
Only then did she remember Miles existed.
Her expression shifted—first blank, then resentful, as if blaming him for this.
Tears spilled as she took slow, reluctant steps toward the bin.
The cold, hollow plastic awaited her.
She crouched over it unsteadily.
The icy touch against her bare skin made her shiver.
A stark contrast to the warmth inside her.
She clenched desperately, resisting to the last second—but it was no use.
"Hhng...! Hic...! No...! I don't want Master's baby to leave...!"
Sobbing, she finally relented.
SPLOOSH—♥ SPLURT—♥ SPLOOT—♥
The sound of cum gushing from her asshole.
Thick, sticky ropes of white splattered into the bin, mixing with her own fluids into a viscous pool.
As her precious load drained away, Hana's shoulders shook with quiet sobs.
But even as she cried, the pleasure of expulsion sent her into another climax—leaving her with a face caught between ecstasy and sorrow.
Her swollen belly quickly deflated, leaving only hollow emptiness behind.
"Tch."
Yang Taegum sighed at her pitiful state before stepping forward and shoving his cock into her mouth to silence her tears.
"Hhng—?! Mmph!"
Mid-sob, a familiar thickness filled her mouth.
The same cock she'd just cleaned so devotedly.
Her cries turned into muffled "Mmph! Ubbh—!" sounds.
Tears still glistened in her wide eyes as she looked up at him.
"Here. Suck on this instead."
His tone was annoyed, but to her, it was the gentlest comfort.
The emptiness in her belly was replaced by the fullness in her mouth.
As if she'd never been crying at all, she began sucking eagerly.
Slurp♥ Schlop♥ Suck♥
Like a newborn clinging to its mother's breast, she latched onto him desperately.
Schlurp—♥ Smack—♥
Her tongue swirled around his shaft, lapping up every inch.
Tears, snot, and saliva coated his cock, making it glisten anew.
She sucked harder, not just to please him—but because she needed this comfort.
Yang Taegum gripped her hair and shoved deeper.
"Gghk—♥ Cough—♥"
She gagged, tears springing to her eyes, but she didn't resist.
Instead, she relaxed her throat, letting him push further in.
This—his cock filling her throat—was the only solace for her loss.
"Hhng...♥ Ghhk...♥ M-Master...♥"
Though she could barely speak, she moaned around him, worshiping him with her tongue.
His way of comforting her only bound her tighter to him.
Now, Master's cock was her cure for sorrow.
Eyes closed, she surrendered completely to his comfort.
Beside the bin full of his spilled seed, Hana suckled on his cock, regaining her peace.
