The Tame Cat Scales the Hearth: Nurse's Frenzied Anal Cowgirl MVP
The haughty SNS goddess bitch, Lee Ji-hee, had her eyes rolled back, drooling and convulsing like a ragdoll.
From her gaping asshole, a thick mix of my cum and her juices bubbled out, staining the white sheets.
"Hey, Ji-hee. If you wanna pocket 700 million won, get your shit together. You're passing out already? Fuck, you're such a weak-ass slut."
I spat the mockery and lit a cigarette, clamping it between my lips.
Huuu-.
Exhaling a long plume of acrid smoke, I looked down at Jeong Su-jeong, the last batter, who had quietly watched the whole spectacle.
"Should our Su-jeong start by cleaning me up with her mouth first?"
"Yes, Master!"
Su-jeong, who had been lapping at Ji-hye's pussy, dropped to her knees in front of me and began cleaning my cock. Quick on the uptake as always, Ji-hye was already tending to Ji-hee's asshole without me even asking.
"Oh. As expected, you've always had the quickest instincts."
I chuckled and stroked Su-jeong's head as she diligently licked my cock clean.
"Alright, our good little maknae. Your turn now. Ready to beat those fucking bitches? Get on the bed like your unnies, turn around nice and quiet, and get on all fours."
I figured this fake-innocent nurse bitch would tremble like a leaf and stick out her ass in fear, just like the first two.
But from below me, Su-jeong's head slowly tilted upward.
"Master..."
"What, fuck. Getting cold feet? Or regretting it now after watching your unnies' asses get wrecked?"
"Nooo... Instead of turning around... can I do it facing Master's face?"
"What?"
I furrowed my brow, thinking I'd misheard, but she grabbed my legs and started slinking upward.
"What the hell are you—"
Chup! Churuup... Smack.
Su-jeong's arms wrapped tightly around my neck, and she crashed her lips onto mine.
A goddamn aggressive kiss. She sucked at my lips like she wanted to bite them off, shoving her saliva-drenched tongue deep into my throat.
Maybe because she'd just been licking my cock, the salty tang of my thick cum mixed with Su-jeong's unique sweet saliva, ravaging my mouth like mad.
"Mmph... mmph... Hey... Jeong Su-jeong. What the fu—"
I tried to push her shoulders away in confusion, but this bitch—probably toughened up from hospital shifts—clung on fiercely, tying up my tongue.
She even used my own weight to flip me completely onto the soft round bed.
The tables had turned.
As I lay back on the bed, Su-jeong straddled my waist, seizing perfect control.
Through her disheveled hair, her eyes gazing down at me were already lost to pleasure and madness.
"Haa... haang... Master. I can do it way better than those dumb unnies..."
Su-jeong spread her legs wide, rubbing her soaking wet pussy along my cock to lube it up. Then, with her own hands, she pried her ass cheeks apart and precisely aligned her secret back hole over my rock-hard dick. This bitch was about to pop her own virgin asshole?
What the fuck is with this slut? Aggressively bold to the point of throwing me off... Doesn't it hurt...?
The thought flickered through my mind in bewilderment.
Squelch-! Stab!
"Aaaang!! Haaaaht!"
Su-jeong slammed her hips down without hesitation.
My savage cock tore into her tight, dry walls like it was ripping them apart.
Any normal woman would be thrashing in agony, screaming bloody murder—but Su-jeong shed physiological tears, howling, yet planted her hands on my chest and straightened her back even more.
"Haang! Ah! It hurts...! Master, it hurts so much... it's so full, I'm going insane!!"
"Whoa... Jeong Su-jeong, you crazy bitch. Fuck, this is insane."
Su-jeong straight-up mounted me in cowgirl, shaking her hips like a maniac.
Slap! Squelch! Slap!
Sweat beaded on her refined face, shaking up and down, dripping off.
True madness, converting pain to pleasure.
Every wild thrust sent white pussy juices squirting like a fountain, soaking my abs. The slick, squelching friction echoed through every mic in the studio.
"Haang! Ahh! Master! Ungh, seeing your face makes it feel so good! Haaang! I'm the prettiest, right? I'm the sluttiest whore, aren't I?!"
A total sex-crazed whore.
The angelic nurse flipping charts gracefully at the university hospital was long gone.
The most perfect, horrific monster born from capitalism and my gaslighting was screeching on top of me, dominating the fuck.
Even the sprawled-out Ji-hye and Ji-hee could only pant and stare blankly at the bizarre scene.
"Haa... that crazy bitch... such a tough slut..."
Yang Ji-hye muttered in a daze.
"That bitch... first time? Fuck, wasn't it already gaped?"
Ji-hee couldn't even shut her mouth.
They'd cowered on all fours, passively taking it, but the maknae bitch had gone feral, mounting her master and impaling herself—unbelievable.
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The holographic window in front of me flashed a insane number nearing 5 billion won.
The VVIP chat was utterly overwhelmed by Su-jeong's beyond-imagination aggression, turning into a frenzy of madness.
"Haaang! Aaaah! Masteeer! Cumming! I'm cummiiing! Pussy's squirting waaater!!"
The 700-million-won crazy nurse pinning me down showed no sign of stopping, heating up the basement.
"You fucking bitch... you're really something."
I gripped Su-jeong's hips tight as she sat on me, twisting like a beast.
"If you go apeshit like that on top, my dick's gonna snap, you rag. Want that 700 mil? Then squeeze out every last drop without spilling."
"Yesss! Haaang! I'll take it allll! Cum everything inside meee!!"
Su-jeong threw her head back wildly, slamming her ass into my crotch with wet thuds.
Her tits didn't just shake—they bounced like they might fly off. Saliva drooled from her mouth, soaking the sheets.
The final night in this musty, damp Yeonnam-dong basement. Su-jeong revealed a side she'd never shown before. Fuck, this was way hotter. Where was our sweet little maknae? Now doing anal cowgirl on top?
"Masteeer! Oppa aaaah!! Oppa!!! I love you!! I'll serve you forever. I'm your personal fuckhole!!"
Spouting vulgar shit and confessing love without shame.
"Whoa... this is nuts... fuck..."
Ji-hye muttered, pulling out a cigarette.
Ji-hee next to her felt a surge of irritation.
"Haa... fuck, Su-jeong. You're fucked. Ass is a legend too, you bitch."
At my words, more pussy juice gushed from Su-jeong like crazy. I blasted cum like waves deep into her gripping asshole.
"Haaaaaaaang---!!"
Su-jeong's moan stretched long enough to pierce the studio's soundproofing.
Having sucked up every drop, she finally went limp and collapsed onto my chest.
"Haa... haa... churuup... Master... I did the best, right...? I'm the cutest...? You love me the most...?"
Su-jeong rubbed her sweat-and-tear-smeared face against my chest, acting spoiled.
Yang Ji-hye and Lee Ji-hee's faces twisted in despair—they'd been panting like dogs under me just moments ago.
They'd thrown away all pride, deceiving tens of thousands of followers and husbands to act like total whores, but one performance of the maknae's true madness was about to make 700 million vanish before their eyes. No, fuck the money—it felt like I was getting stolen.
"Ah... fuck... that crazy bitch..."
Ji-hye bit her lip, cursing. Same for Ji-hee.
The two who'd mocked each other moments ago now flipped their eyes in jealousy at Su-jeong nestled sweatily on my stomach. Losing 700 mil sucked, but in this tiny fish tank, the perfect ruler 'oppa' might get wholly snatched by the maknae bitch—an instinctive crisis.
"Oppa... hug me toooo..."
"Master... can't you fuck me more...? I can still gooo..."
Both crawled to my sides, hooking arms and rubbing tits, acting spoiled. Stroking my thighs, licking my chest—pure bitches in heat.
But fuck. How many rounds had I done? So goddamn tiring. Dick throbbing, back aching.
"Haa... back off, girls. Augh. Fucking exhausting."
Despite my annoyed shove and obvious irritation, they burrowed closer, shoving each other.
"That's it for today. You too, me too—if we push more, we can't move tomorrow for the move."
"I can do more, really!"
"Shut up. Ending the live, so say bye pretty to the bosses. They spent a fortune watching your asses get wrecked."
At my command, the three turned their wrecked faces to the camera lens. Tits smeared in juices and cum, holes still leaking thick fluid.
"Oppa-deuls... thanks for watching Ji-hye's ass pop today... next time I'll gape wider..."
"Masters, woof woof! Thanks for the huge tips! Keep fucking Lee Ji-hee like a dog from now on!"
"Patients... my holes were tasty, right...? Gonna grow big on oppa's cum... come eat more..."
The deranged whores' idol-like camera winks ended the relay greeting. I unhesitatingly hit end broadcast on the holographic window.
The soundproof basement fell into heavy silence, thick cum stench, and the three women's ragged breaths.
I slumped deep into the sofa, lit a cig, and checked the app's final settlement.
5.5 billion. Just from the live. VOD sales to the pervs later? Easy 6 billion.
Inhaling deep on the cig, my breath suddenly caught.
The 100-pyeong 2-story mansion for the move? Dropped 6 billion cash on it.
And I'd recouped it all in hours—wrecking these idiot bitches' holes and gaslighting them in this musty basement?
Reality felt bleached white, evaporating.
Money I'd never touch slaving a lifetime ballooned like a phone screen number game.
Had I ever truly had a grip on reality since getting this fucked-up app... power, whatever? Even at 8 billion, no big deal—just piling up.
But 6 bil in one go. I tossed the cig in the ashtray and eyed the three women on the bed.
Money, pleasure, domination. All too easy, too overwhelming in my hands.
Trapped alone in a balloon of endlessly inflating mad desire.
What happens when it pops? If the app vanishes? If this is all a fucked-up dream?
An unknown chill crawled up my spine to my throat. An inexplicable anxiety.