Chapter 250
Chapter 250
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Translator: crow
Chapter Title: One Week Calling Me Master
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Han Heejin answered with a dazed, hazy expression, still not fully recovered from the waves of climax.
Her head really does go blank when she's honest like this.
"Did I really win for sure?"
"Yesss... haaah...!"
I thrust into her cervix once more to confirm. It seemed solid enough, but I needed concrete proof.
With her personality, she could always play dumb and back out later.
"Good. But dragging out the bet like this has me doubting your word a bit."
"I said I lost... ngh...!"
"Then mind if I get some evidence?"
"What kind of evidence...?"
I grabbed my phone from the side. I was tempted to record a nude doggy-style video, but that was too risky, so I passed.
Instead, I thought of a milder but solid method.
"Just audio. Say it yourself: 'I admit defeat to Master's cock, so for a week, I'll obey everything he says.'"
"Ugh... Oppa, you into that? You're such a fucking pervert."
"You're the one who made me this way. I wasn't into this before."
"...Fine. But delete it after a week. For real."
"I'll delete it right in front of you. That work?"
"Deal."
With agreement reached, I held the mic up to her mouth.
I wondered what line she'd deliver.
"...From today, for one week, I promise to obey Woojin oppa."
"Too weak. Who are you? Why? What for? Follow the who, what, when, where, why, how."
"You're thorough. Don't trust me that much?"
"Insurance. Just insurance."
I shrugged, and Han Heejin let out a big sigh before closing her eyes.
She stayed still, as if organizing her thoughts, then leaned close to the phone with a sulky glare.
"Hold on, let me check it first."
"I, Han Heejin, lost the pussy-vs.-cock duel at OO Motel on August XX, so for the next week, I promise to obey Woojin oppa."
"That's my Heejin. Nailed it on the first try."
"...I don't want praise for something like this?"
"Good is good. Close enough."
Evidence secured. Han Heejin, having recited that bizarre line, fanned herself to cool off.
I played it back on speaker in front of her.
"You really have to play it back?"
"Gotta confirm together so no backsies later."
Only after hearing her clear, embarrassed voice did I set the phone down.
She watched me intently with a tense expression, waiting for me to speak.
"Then, first order."
"Order? So dramatic."
I ignored her smirk and spoke.
"From now on, call me Master."
"That's easy... What? What did you say?"
"Didn't hear? When it's just us, call me Master."
"...."
At a loss for words, Han Heejin just opened and closed her mouth in bewilderment.
But I knew her true nature. Outwardly shocked, deep down she was probably thrilled.
For a masochistic, affection-starved girl like her, this might be the perfect gift.
"Got it. Master."
"Watch that tone."
"Got it. Master."
She used polite speech, but her attitude was the same. Like a delinquent maid forcing out the honorifics.
Still, it was kinda cute in its own way.
I pressed my glans against her pink pussy and covered her body.
I hugged her waist tight, pressing fully against her, then whispered into her flushed ear.
"This time, I won't stop till I cum. Endure it as best you can."
"Do whatever... you want."
She tacked on the polite ending, at least. I nibbled her earlobe lightly and thrust my cock all the way in.
"Ahhaaang...! Haaahhh...."
"Too intense for a crappy pussy?"
"Crappy pussy... no, it's not."
"Really? Say it every time you cum, and I'll ask the total after. Remember."
"Perverted bas... yes."
I caught a weird word there, but probably just my imagination.
Seemed like I needed to break her in early.
I gave short taps to her cervix entrance, then started fast pistoning.
Thickest part, so tight, but plenty of lube made movement smooth.
"Haak... nghh... aaang...! Hngg..."
Her already tight pussy clenched harder. Condom-crushing pressure.
And instinctively, her cervix sucked at my glans, begging for cum.
Where'd she learn this?
I sped up, pulling out long. Her heavy pants pierced my ears.
Her legs occasionally shot up, trembling.
"Heuk... nghhp... haaahng! Kyaaht...!"
"Feels good?"
"It feeeels gooood..."
"Suddenly so obedient? You love my cock that much?"
"This is... yesss..."
She tried to retort but switched to admission. Not perfect, but progress.
"Hahhup...! Haaak... ugh..."
I pounded like a beast till I came, then released her hands. I placed the used condom on her heaving belly.
"See? Your pussy milked so much out of me."
"S... so?"
"Means have some confidence. Crappy Pussy."
"Can't you drop that title... please?"
"Should've won the bet if you hated it."
She really hated "crappy pussy." I laid my cock on her lower belly and tore open the next condom.
"Turn around."
"Wh-what are you... gonna do...?"
"Same position's boring. Don't you wanna try something new?"
Missionary face-to-face was great, but this time, her favorite.
She got it and obediently flipped over. Hugging the pillow, she raised her ass high.
Perfect for doggy. Her wet anus and jiggling cheeks glistened, wafting lewd scent.
Even then, her ass swayed temptingly, begging to be fucked.
"Kyaaht!"
"You like getting spanked too?"
"Y-yes...! I like when Master spanks me."
Skin rippling with each slap. I pressed her waist down with one hand and slotted my cock into her hole.
"Haaang! Haak...! Kyaang! Hngat..."
I smacked her ass as I entered. Sweet moans mixed with screams—pleasure screams, of course.
Each spank made her pussy grip tighter, anus winking wildly.
I plowed her winding walls and covered her back.
"Keep that ass up."
"Y-yes...!"
"If you're about to cum, say 'I'm cumming.'"
After the warning, I slammed my hips forward.
Pahng... pahng... pahng...
Time lost meaning. Flesh slapping, endless moans.
Yet Han Heejin kept her ass high, following orders diligently.
She'd adapted, even grinding back for more.
"M-Master...! I..."
Rubbing the upper wall suddenly lifted her body. Legs straightened, rigid.
Her pussy spasmed wildly; I felt something gush beyond the wall.
"Hooooh...! Hng...! Hahng..."
A huge moan, but couldn't hide the splattering on the sheets.
How hard did she squirt?
"You just came, right?"
"Pussy... came the third time."
"Good. Proper answer now. I'm close too—squeeze that pussy."
Just like I taught her first orgasm. Her ass bright red, I ramped up speed.
Felt the cum starting from my balls—I unloaded inside.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
My head's gone white. Can't think straight.
All that registers is the hard muscles on my back and sweat-slick skin.
Body sticky all over, but I like it now. Proof of our intense fucking.
'Still... I did it with oppa.'
I'd forced this unreasonable path, and we'd made it here.
He didn't ditch me midway—does that mean he cares a bit?
Feeling his swollen cock inside, Han Heejin closed her eyes briefly.
'That size filling me up tight and hard... endless stamina, and skilled too... perfect.'
Made sense why he had two girlfriends. Once you taste this, no escape.
Even mid-sex, electricity coursed down my back endlessly; my lower body squirted uncontrollably.
A cock that captures any woman. Intermittent pleasure made me smile involuntarily.
'That guy from before felt similar sometimes... but he's him, and oppa's way better.'
Comparing, highlighting Woojin oppa's strengths, something nagged at me.
They overlapped a lot, somehow.
'That brutal size stabbing my cervix... hugging tight when I cum...'
Just imagination? Oppa could fuck anyone if he wanted—no need for tricks.
Invisibility changing bodies didn't make sense anyway.
I shook my head to banish nonsense. Burying my face in the pillow, a big hand settled on my head.
"Used up the regular condoms, so I'll grab more. Rest."
Gentle stroking, whisper in my ear.
So kind. Worlds apart from that guy.
His warmth left soon after. Swallowing regret, I pulled the blanket over instead.
Staring at the ceiling, that thought resurfaced.
'But... that guy filming videos, oppa recording audio. Their tastes overlap subtly? All guys like that?'
Probably proud to fuck a hot girl like me.
I brushed it off casually and waited for oppa.