Chapter 41
Morning.
I woke up intoxicated by the sweet scent of flesh, but kept my eyes closed to enjoy the fragrance a little longer.
“Mmm….”
I savored even her thoroughly petulant voice, then slowly opened my eyes to find an enchanting sight spread out before me.
The face of a woman sleeping as peacefully as could be in nothing but a dress shirt that covered her all the way to her fingertips.
Lowering my gaze a little and lifting the shirt revealed pale breasts and pink nipples poking out.
Her ribs weren't visible, but her torso was plenty lean.
A slight bit of belly fat protruding to protect her uterus.
A smooth, hairless vulva, waxed clean.
Plump thighs and buttocks.
Childbearing hips.
Smooth knees.
Calves and ankles whose curves were sexy without being thin.
Every part of her aroused me, but what aroused me most was probably
the fact that this woman was Seo Ha-eun.
The director's daughter.
She'd been a virgin.
She was fucking prickly and looked rude as hell,
and even her pussy was pathetic.
“…Fuck, I really want to fuck her brains out.”
I always tried to refrain from vulgar wording when possible, but seeing Seo Ha-eun's body made it impossible to remain a gentleman.
As expected, I still couldn't possibly be satisfied with just getting off twice.
Handjobs and titfucks were both great, but nothing beat sex.
Deep-throating it all the way down her throat wasn't bad either, but then kissing her afterward was awkward, so I didn't care for it much.
“Haa…, Ha-eun, wake up. It's morning.”
“Mmm…?”
Seeing her sleeping so deeply and obliviously made it look as though I'd done something terribly wicked, but what I'd actually done yesterday wasn't much.
I got a titfuck.
I got a handjob.
We took some pictures and videos, then called it a night.
She'd fallen asleep naked and looked cold, so I put one of my shirts that had been lying around on her,
then spent nearly an hour fondling her breasts in that state before falling asleep myself.
I hadn't had sex with her while she slept, so I thought I'd treated her fairly gentlemanly.
Honestly,
I could fuck you now and you couldn't complain about it, Seo Ha-eun.
“I said wake up. It's morning.”
If she hadn't been waxed, I would've found some way to fuck her, but I'd gotten plenty of things more valuable than sex, so I was fairly satisfied.
Of course, I wasn't talking about erotic videos.
How far I could push her before she started trembling in fear.
What insults I had to throw at her to make her furious enough to cling to me.
Ah, her period would be coming in a few days, so I absolutely had to do it once before then.
Those were all incredibly useful pieces of information.
“Mmm…, morning…. …Ah!”
“Why are you so surprised? You lost the bet and slept with me. With me.”
As expected, the moment she opened her eyes, Ha-eun had completely forgotten what happened yesterday and gave a startled little squeak, but after I stroked her hair a few times, she quickly remembered.
Of course, that didn't improve her expression; if anything, it grew darker.
As she mulled over,
what she'd done,
what had been done to her,
and what would be done to her from now on,
I lightly pressed my lips against hers.
Since it was morning, I didn't use my tongue.
“Eek…, wh-what…?”
“…I was horny, so I did it. Why?”
She tried to push me away in shock, but unfortunately, there was no way she could shove me off.
By now, she couldn't refuse me,
or resist me either.
I had far too much in my hands for her to do that.
“You can't get someone horny first thing in the morning. Ha-eun.”
“Hey, wait…!”
I thought breakfast should come before a rich deep kiss, so I climbed on top of her and sucked on her nipples as a substitute for breakfast.
Unfortunately, no milk came out, but the sweet scent of baby powder filled my mouth.
A lewd background track was playing too, as if someone had put it on to help me enjoy my meal.
“Ah…, fuck. This is driving me crazy.”
I didn't want to curse, but the words rose from somewhere deep inside me on their own.
Feeling a dream every man might have dreamed of against my skin, I somehow didn't get tired at all.
A sense of conquest with a direction entirely different from simple sex.
Thinking about staining every untouched part of a woman with whom I'd built up such a terrible history in my own color,
I was honestly reaching my limit.
But I endured it as an appetizer.
I couldn't be less patient than a pet, after all.
“Why do you look so fucking tempting, Ha-eun? Your younger sister's are big too, but not this big.”
“Haa…, le-let go…!”
“How can I let this go? Fuck….”
I buried my nose in her breasts and smelled them,
bit into them with my mouth,
licked them with my tongue,
gently nibbled them with my teeth,
sucked noisily until filthy sounds came out,
and, savoring the feeling of my fingers sinking into her flesh, rubbed the cock straining through my panties against her body.
Fondling her and teasing her,
with a half-naked woman laid out before me who couldn't resist even when I shoved it in wherever I pleased—this was already a remarkably gentlemanly meal.
Even though she hated that too and glared at me with an utterly rebellious expression,
“You were fucking sexy yesterday, Ha-eun.”
With this one meal ticket, every sin had been forgiven.
“For the next thing I upload to YouTube, want to wear your employee ID too? This was really good.”
A video of her spreading her legs and cleavage while flipping me off.
A video of her devotedly wrapping her breasts around my huge cock and squeezing out sticky semen with a titfuck.
A video of her turning around, throwing off her business suit piece by piece, covering only her nipples and pussy, and staring blankly at me.
An audio clip of her praising my cock in coded language without a single dirty word while stroking it.
Of course, the level was milder than the video from when I took her virginity,
but there was one crucial difference.
“…Delete it, delete it….”
“Why? We filmed it because I won the bet. You said it was okay for me to film you—what if you take it back now?”
The important thing was that these were videos filmed with her consent.
That she knew she was being filmed,
yet stripped herself bare and soothed my cock, was what mattered.
Of course, I had no intention of distributing them,
and I had absolutely no intention of blackmailing her with something like this,
but she knew better than anyone that her life would be over if they leaked.
“Ha-eun, …will you suck me off today? You have to wash anyway.”
“The bet's over….”
“This isn't the bet. …I'm just pouncing on you. I'm holding back from sex because you said no.”
Thinking of how Ha-eun's mental state had been shattered by a single dog collar outside,
even if I irresponsibly came inside her on a dangerous day now, she wouldn't be able to defy me; she'd take a morning-after pill instead.
I hadn't tamed her completely,
but I'd succeeded in putting a leash around her neck.
She was mine now.
Completely.
“…If you really hate it, push me away. I broke my promise, so you can kick me out too. Do whatever you want. Whatever you want.”
YouTube had already passed twenty thousand views,
and she would only get more famous as time went on.
She was even the real older sister of a popular celebrity.
There was no need to say how many men would come running the instant they caught her scent.
The more famous and successful she became, the more afraid she was of tumbling all the way to the bottom.
The more afraid she was,
the more willingly she put on the collar herself.
Please use me like a dog.
Woof, woof, as I barked.
“Yeah, you can't. …I can't, because I'm better than those fucking idiots. Fine. Let's do something a little less dirty than my cock.”
“No, that's—mmph….”
I let my cute pet bite my tongue instead of my cock, then pulled her close in an embrace full of affection.
Going from being worked like a dog by the director to making the director's daughter work like a dog filled me with a conquest I couldn't put into words, all the way to the tip of my cock.
Taking her virginity had aroused me too, but back then, we'd merely stood on similar ground.
The power dynamic had completely flipped.
Seo Ha-eun was a pet.
I was…, if not her owner, then her keeper.
I didn't know when she would come to regard me as her owner, but there was no chance the hierarchy would be reversed.
Kneeling once is difficult, but from the second time onward, it's easy.
Sex was the same.
Kissing was the same.
Popularity was the same.
Once you've had a taste, there are all sorts of things you simply can't give up.
“Mm…, ah…. Haa…, haa….”
“Ah, fuck…. Ha-eun. Let's go wash up.”
“Eek…!”
I scooped her up in my arms and headed for the bathroom.
I still had no intention of fucking her yet.
I hadn't tamed her completely yet, and showing her too much affection could sour things between us.
Slowly.
A handjob in the morning.
A titfuck at lunchtime.
A blowjob in the evening.
Sex tomorrow.
I'd have to spend a full day carefully taming her.
I had no intention of training her to do ‘Paw!’
but if I said, ‘Spread.’,
I wanted to train her to the point where she'd spread her legs.
That's how
cute and fluffy the pet in our house was.
And sexy too.
I had to give her a tail as well.
Someday.
***
My tall younger friend was really chewing me out.
So unfair.
Seriously.
I hadn't done anything wrong.
“Apologize, Hinami. Seriously. I'm angry.”
“Sorry, sorry, Jia-chan. Gomen ne?”
….”
We were standing face-to-face, but to look at Jia-chan, who was bristling with anger, I had to look up.
I wasn't all that short myself, but she was just too tall.
Not very idol-like, huh?
An idol's job was originally to use cuteness as a weapon to suck money from fans who called themselves believers.
That lanky bitch went around pointlessly acting cool, so she even looked cool to me, an outsider from across the sea.
…Of course, once I got a closer look,
she was kind of cute, though.
“Ah, seriously…. Big Sis is going to cause trouble again.”
Even though she grumbled every day about being afraid her sister would cause trouble, why was she acting like this just because I'd added a little to it? Seriously.
I hadn't cursed at her, had I?
Simply because a handsome man…? A beautiful woman was standing before me, I'd only greeted them while wishing they would enjoy doing things idols couldn't do.
If they were a couple walking around outside wearing dog collars, wouldn't they have been happy to get an autograph?
I wanted to ditch Jia and follow those two to watch their lewd SM play live, too.
What would it feel like to see Jia's shorter older sister gagging and pinned beneath him with that enormous body?
You're curious, honestly.
Idols weren't allowed to date, so we couldn't do things like that.
Everyone else did it,
but Jia-chan kept me under radar surveillance, so I could never do it.
It was scary sometimes.
“But, Jia-chan. Why do you let your sister win? Just tell her to pay back the debt, and if she doesn't, can't you kick her out?”
“If I kick her out, she'll cause trouble, idiot! …She's bringing some man home again and making things difficult. What if she does something weird because she has no money after I kick her out? It's better to keep her in line with money.”
But idols were forbidden from dating, not from getting angry, right?
Even after getting backbitten by her own older sister, Jia-chan still lent her money, and lowly as I was, I couldn't understand her way of thinking.
Why is she like that, fans?
The Seo Jia you know is a cool-beauty girl-crush sexy vocal-machine perfect idol.
Why is the Jia-chan I know the very embodiment of being indecisive and soft inside but strong outside?
“Come on, Jia-chan. It's not the Warring States period. People don't curse you too just because you don't get along with your sister, do they?”
“…Are you seriously saying that?”
I couldn't understand that incredulous expression either.
What's so important about having a bad relationship with your older sister?
I have two fathers and one mother, you know.
Isn't that cute, if anything?
Even if your sister filmed porn with the boyfriend I saw yesterday, that has nothing to do with Jia-chan, right?
Just ignore the public's opinion.
The fans are the ones paying tribute money anyway.
“…Forget it. Rather than talking to my sister, I'll try talking to him. I'll ask him to keep my sister on a leash.”
“…L-leash?”
“I don't know how she ended up falling for him, but if she lives happily with her boyfriend, she won't cause trouble, right? …Ah, my head hurts.”
But,
hearing this bombshell about entrusting her own sister to such a frightening, violent man made my head spin in an instant.
…Isn't that a bit much, Jia-chan?
His build was kind of…
really dangerous-looking.
It might work for you, but wouldn't the height difference be a problem for your older sister…?
“Um…, y-yeah, I guess. Ahaha….”
…But when I imagined Jia's older sister being mercilessly ravaged by that burly man,
it seemed like it might actually work, so I didn't bother objecting.
At least she's taller than me!
And her breasts are so,
so, so huge.
She'll be able to take it.
She isn't an idol, either, so she's probably had plenty of relationships.
Hmm….
…If it were me, I couldn't take it, though.
Yeah.
No.
Absolutely not.