Gym Sex
I grabbed Lee Ji-hee's hair and yanked her lips off my cock.
"Puha! Haa... slurp... M-Master... I can suck more..."
"Oral's done. If you wanna prove you're the top whore, show it with your other holes."
I stood up and jerked my chin toward the treadmill in the corner of the home gym.
"Get on all fours up there."
"Ah... up there...? She looked a bit shocked. Yeah, she knew exactly what being on all fours on a treadmill meant.
"Don't wanna?"
"N-No!! Master!"
Ji-hee's legs trembled from the vibrator buried in her pussy, but she crawled onto the treadmill anyway and got on all fours. I fiddled with the display panel, setting the belt speed to a slow walking pace. With a low hum, the black rubber belt started rolling backward.
"Ack...!"
Her body slid back along the belt. Reflexively, she scrambled forward on all fours to keep up—or she'd tumble off the end. I positioned myself at the back edge, gripping her hips tight with both hands. Then I squeezed massage gel onto her exposed asshole through the ripped leather outfit.
"Haaang..."
She shivered at the cold slickness. I pressed my glans against her hole, rubbed a few times, then slammed my hips forward in one brutal thrust.
Squelch—thud!
"Aaaang! Haat! Huaaah!!! Ah... it huuurts...!"
"Hurts my ass. We already broke in that backdoor, remember?"
"Haaaang... Y-Yes! You're right!! Sorry! Sorry for saying it hurts, Master!!"
"Keep up the pace and crawl straight, bitch."
I started pounding her ass in earnest doggy-style. Thwack! Smack! Squelch! Ji-hee took my savage pistoning full-force while desperately crawling on all fours to match the backward pull of the belt. The forward crawl clashed with my merciless rear thrusts, turning the treadmill into a bizarre fuck machine.
"Haaang♥ Ah, ah! M-Master! I'm sliding back... huaang!"
"Crawl harder so you don't, you fucking slut. You're the academy owner, right? Core strength just for show?"
I hammered her ass without mercy.
VVIP 'MoneyCopyBug' donated 100,000,000 won.
Increase the speed. Make your tits and ass bounce like crazy, slut.
The donation hit with a vicious mission. I smirked, pulled out, and hammered the speed button. The belt sped up noticeably.
"Hik! Ah, aaaak! M-Master, too fast! I'm gonna fall!"
"Fall and the stream ends. The donors will understand. Don't wanna drop from my whore group? Crawl like hell."
"Yeeesss!!!"
At the higher speed, Ji-hee panted wildly, limbs flailing like a beast on all fours. Dildo in her pussy, my cock in her ass, treadmill pulling back—triple torment made her massive tits bounce wildly outside the ripped bunny suit.
"Huaaang! Aaang! Ah! C-Cumming♥ Hiiiik!! Cumming so haaard♥ Master, I'm cumming on the treadmill♥"
"Cum while you walk, bitch."
She squirted sticky fluid all over the belt, soaking it, but kept crawling like a dog, panting nonstop.
"Haa... haa... S-Stop! I'm really gonna die!"
"Who the fuck asked you, you mutt."
"S-Sorry! Sorry, Master!"
"Bark while you crawl."
"Woof!! Woof woof woof!!"
Damn. Actually barking while scampering on all fours. Personify a female dog and you'd get this bitch. The treadmill torture lasted about 20 minutes. I finally blew a massive load deep in her ass.
VVIP 'MoneyCopyBug' donated 100,000,000 won.
I hit stop. The treadmill ground to a halt.
"Huk, huk... M-Master♥ Did I... crawl good...?"
Sweat, pussy juice, and my cum smeared all over her, she looked up from her near-collapse on the belt. Instead of answering, I grabbed her by the scruff and shoved her toward the squat rack against the wall—right in front of the massive full-wall mirror. I'd prepped leather cuffs on the top bar. I hoisted her arms high and locked her wrists tight.
"Ah, ack...!"
Her arms stretched taut overhead, heels lifting off the floor. On tiptoes, suspended before the mirror, her slutty reflection stared back: bunny suit ripped open at tits and pussy, panting in mid-air.
"Hey. Eyes open. Look straight."
I locked eyes with her reflection, gripped her waist from behind, and shoved my glans into her pussy this time. Squish, squelch—!
"Kuaaang! G-Good...♥ Master so deeeep, huaaang!"
"Look at your wrecked slut self. Influencer dance academy owner getting her pussy railed and squirting like a faucet."
I met her gaze in the mirror and resumed the merciless pounding. Thud! Thwack! Smack! She couldn't turn away or close her eyes. Her pale ass cheeks spread wide, my huge cock plunging in and out relentlessly. Drool stringing from her open mouth, tongue lolling in ecstasy— the whole depraved scene assaulted her vision via the giant mirror.
"Aaah! Aaang! M-Mirror... everything shows... my pussy eating oppa's cock, all visible!!"
Shame and depravity ignited the masochistic fire I'd trained into her. Her toes curled and spasmed as she wailed, dangling in the air.
Donations exploded on screen.
VVIP 'OilHouseYoungestSon' donated 100,000,000 won.
VVIP 'MonthlyTopDickGuy' donated 200,000,000 won.
VVIP 'JiHeePussyIsMine' donated 150,000,000 won.
The top-earnings counter spun wildly: 1 billion... 1.1 billion... 1.2 billion... finally breaking 1.3 billion. I leaned to her ear and whispered low.
"Congrats, slut. Over 1.3 billion. Ji-hye hit 1.25 yesterday? You finally topped Yang Ji-hye as number one whore."
Her eyes rolled back. Crazy bitch.
"Ah... aaa...! Number one... Ji-hee number one... huaaang♥ I'm Master's top whore!!"
Money. Hierarchy. Capitalism proving her dog nature, dragging her deeper into depravity. Staring at her mirror self, she lost all reason, howling. Her pussy walls clenched my cock like a vice. Feeling her climax shudder through her, I unbuckled the cuffs.
"Auk!"
She collapsed onto the rubber mat. No breather—I flipped her face-down, ass up.
"Number one deserves a prize."
"Yes! Hehehe. Prize for number one! Thank you, Master! Thank you!"
How does a person change this much? The old Lee Ji-hee overlapped in my mind, heightening my thrill. Fuck. This was fun. Underground art. And what I was doing? Pure fucking entertainment.
I smacked her ass—crack!—grabbed the dildo, and jammed it in her ass on max vibration.
"Hiiiiik! It's coming again! Dildo in Ji-hee's shithole agaaain!!"
She loved it. I gripped her hips and plunged back into her pussy. Thwaack! Squelch! Smack! Smack! Flesh-slapping echoes filled the gym. Dildo vibes in her ass mixed with my cock-friction in her pussy, dragging her to the abyss.
"Heee♥ Hehehe♥ So good♥ Love Master's cock so much. Wanna live forever getting fucked by it♥"
"Talk a big game, slut."
"Treat me like a filthy cumrag! I'm Master's top whore! A dirty fucking bitch!"
Fuck... she knew exactly how to turn me on. Real talent for streaming. Fine. I'll milk your body for donations till it wrinkles.
"Haa, fuck... gonna cum."
"Yes!! Yeees!!"
"Take it straight to the womb."
"Yeeeees!!"
Peak pleasure surged. I yanked her hips flush, glans buried deepest.
"Huaaang! M-Master's cum... so hooot♥ Love it♥ Knock me up♥"
Hot, thick semen blasted her cervix nonstop. Face-down, she shook her ass, pussy clenching to trap every drop. I exhaled long, pulled out. White globs oozed from her gaping pussy to the mat.
"Haa... pregnant, huh, slut."
I chuckled, smacked her ass again—crack!
"Haaaang♥"
"Closing remarks."
With cameras everywhere, she just faced her reflection.
"Donor Masters! Thanks for watching cumrag whore Ji-hee's slut show today!! Love you♥"
Switching to VOD sales.
I shut down the stream, looking down at the giggling top whore collapsed on the floor.
"Good work. Clean up and go."
The next morning, I lounged at the kitchen island, sipping iced Americano. Ji-hee had clung sticky-sweet last night, begging to sleep over after hitting number one, but I chewed her out and sent her home.
Coffee in one hand, I fired up the VVIP app—my business tool.
◈ Full 24-hour control and access to all target's smart devices (phone camera, mic, messenger, etc.). No traces left. Perfect for real-time dirt collection.
Ji-hye and Ji-hee netted 2.8 billion over two days. After their cuts—30% of Ji-hye's (375 million), 20% of Ji-hee's (310 million)—still plenty. With existing funds and VOD sales, 30 billion was chump change.
I hit purchase without hesitation, targeting Cha Su-ah's number.
Real-time mirroring of target 'Cha Su-ah''s devices.
A translucent hologram popped up, displaying Cha Su-ah's phone screen perfectly.
The screen scrolled frantically. Begging loans from the Gangnam housewives and execs she'd lorded over, pride tossed aside. No collateral, no suckers for that cash. Her fingers trembled opening loan apps—visible even through the screen. Three days till the audit. Fail to fill 22 billion, and her pristine life hits bars.
My call log? Still silent. Haha. Tough bitch. Won't crack to me. Too ashamed to bow to a no-pedigree nouveau artist like me?
Fun. Still got that shit pride.
"Let's see how far you squirm."
I drained the last of my coffee. Let her thrash till she's bloodless. Hold out as long as you can, Cha Su-ah. She's got a shitty personality anyway... Might drag her lower than Ji-hee.