Mind Breaking: Pavlov's Dog (2)
"Khuh... Phuh..."
The faint sound of Master's laughter pulled her mind back just a sliver.
"Eh...?"
Searching for the source of that laugh with her eyes, her gaze drifted down toward her legs. They were clenched tight from the pleasure, trembling uncontrollably, while Master just sat there laughing, not doing a thing.
"Wha...?"
She couldn't make sense of the situation. Just moments ago, overwhelming pleasure had dominated her entire body, but now she had no idea where it came from.
-Tick. Tick. Tick.
"Haht...?!"
As if proclaiming itself the culprit, the metronome's sound tickled straight into her brain through her ears. Her thighs quivered and spread apart, sticky strands dangling between them.
"Hih...?! What... what is this...?"
She'd pinpointed the cause tormenting her body, but her head still wouldn't turn over properly. What is this? Why is my body acting like this...?
As questions kept bubbling up, a large hand settled on her knee.
"Ah..."
Forcing her shamefully clenched legs apart—
-Squish.
"Haht..."
Once more, pleasure pierced her skull as something enormous slid inside her.
-Squelch.
The door that had already been opened once accepted Master's cock without resistance. Her womb greedily swallowed the glans whole, munching on it hungrily, and heat rose from her lower belly, blurring her vision like steam from her eyes. Breath filled to the brim leaked out through her clenched teeth.
-Tick.
The metronome's repetitive, rhythmic beat felt like it was licking her ears.
-Shiver.
Goosebumps prickled across her skin. She was starting to realize the changes in her body, bit by bit. That incessant ticking echoing in her head was raping her mind, making her skin hypersensitive, turning every inch of her acutely aware. One single thrust from Master nearly pushed her over the edge countless times.
-Squish. Squish.
"Huuht... Haak..."
It felt too good. Even to her own eyes, her belly bulged visibly as it churned inside— so lewd, so arousing, so incredibly pleasurable.
"Huuuugh... C-can't... cum..."
"I told you no. Don't cum."
"Hngh... Haht!"
But she still couldn't. The pleasure teetering right on the brink refused to fall. Instead, it piled up layer by layer, heightening her sensitivity until it was pure agony.
-Grip.
"Uhng...?"
A strange sensation from deep inside her belly. Immense pressure and the feeling of a foreign object that seemed like it would rip her apart from within.
"Haak... Haak...!"
That feeling crushed her chest. Her throat clamped shut like her jaw had locked, breath refusing to come. Her neck stiffened rigidly, head tilted back staring at the ceiling while lying down. The swelling sensation drilled vertically through her guts, up her throat, piercing her brain.
-Shake. Shake. Shake.
"...?"
Her body began trembling like a leaf in the wind, madly convulsing. Not from cold, but like someone electrocuted underwater. Her mind, untouched by the pleasure yet, demanded understanding.
-Creak.
To comprehend, she slowly lifted her head to look at their connection.
-Grip.
Master had grabbed it. Her belly—precisely, the bulging lower abdomen—clutched tight in both his hands.
"Huuht...?"
Before her uncomprehending mind could catch up, the pleasure assaulting her body arrived.
"...!!"
Her head snapped back, waist arching sharply. Arms and legs stiffened straight, quivering uncontrollably. Breath filled her throat but couldn't enter her lungs or escape her mouth. Her body had completely slipped from her control, refusing to obey.
-Tick.
-Thud.
-Thud.
"...Kyaahhh...!!"
A scream tore from her throat as her most precious place was gripped and stretched agonizingly long. Her vision sparkled. Consciousness flickered in and out, snapping back only to fade again.
"Feels that good?"
"Uhhek... Huht...?"
A stinging, prickling sensation dominated her head. She couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure anymore. But seeing Master smile filled her with joy.
-Tick. Tick. Tick.
While she drowned in that joy, the metronome's sound wormed into her mind, stirring it up.
-Grip.
"Hak...! Hngh...!"
It wasn't Master tightening his grip. Her pussy, her inner walls, clenched on their own—grip. Like begging for his seed, craving love from the one who made her feel so good. Her body had escaped her control, fawning over its true owner.
-Gush.
The vulgar fawning earned her body waves of pleasure that hammered her mind with torment. Love juices poured like water, her body eroding under ecstasy. Whether pain or pleasure, it just built up without release.
"M-Master... I wanna cum... please..."
She was going mad with the need.
-Tick. Tick. Tick.
So noisy... So hard...
-Tick. Tick. Tick.
Feels good...
-Tick. Tick. Tick.
So torturous...
-Tick. Tick. Tick.
I wanna cum.
"You want to cum that badly?"
Master asked without moving a muscle. Had her body truly broken? Her belly still throbbed with the foreign fullness, heat, and pleasure, yet he just watched, lighting a cigarette.
"Y-Yes... wanna... cum..."
Her tongue wouldn't obey, words slurring as she barely begged.
"Cum."
Master's sudden permission.
"Huht...?"
Her vision rolled upward, brief darkness veiling it.
-Splashhhh.
-Gushhh.
-Shudder.
-Splatter. Splatter. Splatter.
No stimulation at all. No touch from Master. Just the command to cum and the metronome tickling her ears. Those two tiny triggers alone made her squirt love juices, piss herself, and thrash her upper body in the puddle of fluids, sweat, and waste, splashing water everywhere.
"Kuuuugh...!"
The climax she'd held back exploded in her head like it would burst. The peak, finally crashing over her, hurt so much. Her lips quivered, teeth grinding as beastly screams escaped between them.
"Feels that good?"
He laughed softly, bringing his face right up to hers. Lips curved slightly upward, but eyes sharp as a blade— the smile Master wore when satisfied.
Ah. I'm breaking.
"Huu..."
Acrid cigarette smoke filled her nostrils. The soothing fullness in her lungs. She'd become addicted to this sensation, taking up smoking because of it.
"Cum."
"Haht...?!"
Just as her body relaxed from the fading afterglow, Master's command struck again. Her body, now fully his possession—
-Shudder.
"Kngh..."
She didn't want to, but her body came instantly on command.
"Cum."
Another order. Pleasure piled onto her already orgasming body, swelling massively before erupting inside.
-Tick.
"Huht... Huht...!"
Her heartbeat thundered out her mouth. Tears wouldn't stop. Limbs twitched uncontrollably. Yet her arms and legs stayed rigidly extended, shaking.
-Tick.
"Cum."
Warm, fuzzy heat rising from her chest felt good.
-Tick.
"Cum."
The fuzzy heat spurted from her nipples, soaking her body— felt so good.
-Tick.
"Cum, you bitch."
The relaxing and contracting of her pussy walls felt good.
-Tick.
Vibrations rippling through her entire body from her womb felt good.
-Tick.
The sound echoing in her head felt good.
-Tick.
The metronome felt good.
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His lips stretched ear-to-ear, cigarette smoke mingling with bursts of laughter. Ha-jin found the situation hilarious and delightful.
A stunning beauty that drew men's stares and women's envy. Sweet personality making her popular, yet tough when needed. Toned, slim, soft body from consistent workouts. E-cup tits that felt vulgarly oversized. And now, that woman lay splayed like a dead frog at the metronome's tick, face flushed red-hot, pissing and squirting everywhere, polluting the floor, writhing in the filthy puddle lost to pleasure.
His only regret was he couldn't show this sight to others yet— especially not to his brother, that bitch's husband.
"Hahaha...! Fuck... can't... breathe..."
Wiping a tear from his eye, he approached Hye-won, lost in ecstasy.
"Hye-won, feels good?"
"Hehek... Hehek... Y-Yes..."
The afterglow had somewhat subsided; she managed a reply.
-Click... clack.
Ha-jin turned off the still-running metronome. His goal was to link pleasure to the sound, not make her cum from it outright. He couldn't ruin the tower of buildup he'd so carefully stacked for the final gift.
"You still can't cum and it's tough, right? Wanna help?"
"Haht... Haht..."
Instead of answering, Hye-won slowly rolled over. Turning in the filthy puddle with a sticky squelch, legs spread wide with strands of fluid stretching between, she parted her flushed, swollen pussy to display the path to her precious core.
"Cum... inside me... Master..."
Shame and guilt buried under pleasure, her face twisted into a vulgar bitch in heat, begging seductively.
"Good girl."
-Squish.
-Squelch.
Once more, he forced his cock through the entrance to her most treasured depths.
-Quiver. Quiver.
Hye-won's body began trembling madly again.
-Thud. Thud. Thud.
"Hehek... Heeht..."
Her belly stuffed full, organs compressed by the relentless pounding, Hye-won grinned dopily in rapture.
"From now on, cum whenever you want, Hye-won."
"Haak...! Th-Thank... you...?!"
At Ha-jin's command, her head snapped back as she came.
-Gushhh.
Pissing at climax,
-Splashhhh.
Squirting at climax,
-Drip.
Her tits soaked and glistening lewdly at climax.
Suddenly, Hye-won's limp, pleasure-drunk body flipped around onto Ha-jin.
"Too lazy to move. Make me cum like the vulgar slut you are."
"Haak... Yes..."
Squatting with legs splayed obscenely, exposing her pussy like a display. Upper body raised like a sit-up, hands clasped behind her head showing off her armpits. Her filthy, slick body and vulgar pose contrasted her beautiful face smeared with drool, tears, and snot. Yet she shook her hips lewdly, slamming down to milk his cum.
-Splash. Splash. Splash.
"Haht... Haak... Ha... aak..."
Watery slaps from their joined parts filled the living room. Lewd bitch-scent steamed through the air, saturating everything.
Sensing his climax nearing, his already massive cock swelled even larger. Every bulging, grotesque vein felt like ridges in her folds.
"Here... it... comes."
Grabbing her legs— the only things supporting her weight— and yanking.
"Eh...?"
-Squiiiish.
Losing balance, she slammed down, his cock impaling her womb.
-Spurt. Spurt. Spuuurt.
Pure white, filthy seed blasted her pristine womb walls, filling it to overflowing toward her fallopian tubes.
"Heee...♡"
Hye-won didn't pass out, but drowned in warm bliss from her belly. Her head lolled back, tongue lolling out, blissful face gazing at the ceiling.
-Blub.
Excess cum her womb couldn't hold frothed from her pussy. On Ha-jin's lap, back arched, head thrown back, Hye-won's pleasure-immersed body trembled silently.
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"Hm... looks like we're out of groceries..."
The ingredients at home were nearly gone. Master was busy today too, so she was shopping quietly on her own.
"Chickies— peep— peep!"
"Peep— chicks— peep!"
Voices of kindergarten teachers and kids echoed nearby.
"Oh my~ Isn't that Hye-won?"
"Ah... Hello, ma'am."
"Haven't seen your face around lately?"
"Yeah, tell me about it."
"Choo-choo— chug— puff!"
"Chug-chug-puff-puff!"
The kids' voices continued.
"Speaking of, your outfit today is pretty bold~"
"My husband likes it."
"Oh my~ But isn't it a bit too revealing~?"
Clearly mocking. As if some busybody cared about this body she couldn't even wear properly anyway.
"What does the clock say?"
"Tick-tock tick-tock!"
"Tick. Tick!"
Oh— that tick-tock is so clear?
Tick... Tick...?