I Became the Master of a Slave Party (12)

-Thump.

-Tap.

“Uuuh… Ngh, mmph!”

After she took off her socks, Lee Subin was completely naked. Oh, right—she was wearing a necklace, so not completely naked. Let me correct that: Lee Subin, wearing the Obedience Collar, stood there with her bare body on full display.

“Now, now. Don’t even try to speak. Stand at attention and stay still.”

I captured the sight on my smartphone, then walked over and caressed her two rounded breasts.

Lee Subin’s breasts fit perfectly in my hands. They were a little smaller than I would’ve liked, but their shape was lovely, and they were firm and pleasant to touch.

“Actually, you can moan if it feels good.”

Ah… Seriously, I could never get tired of touching a woman’s breasts. Thrilling, always fresh—breasts are the best! After fondling them for a while, Lee Subin was soon letting out sultry sounds just as I’d ordered.

“Haa… Aaah…”...