Chapter 112: Hwangdo
Slave girl.
Normally, the word would send you straight to the police station if that term was used.
However, there were people on social media and certain websites who enjoyed sex in this manner. I never thought there would be someone who truly wanted it.
And to think, the one who enjoyed such a play was none other than Hwangdo, known for her love of taking care of her little brother.
Haah Hmmm.
Heavy breathing filled the air.
So, what now?
Lying on the bed, Hwangdos face was flushed red, her legs spread wide open.
Hwangdo avoided looking at me. Her private parts, increasingly wet, had soaked the bedspread with her fluids.
Why are you so wet if you dont like it?
Because because Little Brother keeps touching my chest.
Ah, so youre a pervert? Getting turned on without wanting it.
Pervert Ah. It throbs again
Her breath trembled faintly. Was she excited by exposing herself? Such an erotic body.
Her large breasts and the valley below were drenched with fluids.
Sweat trickled down her thighs and neck.
Just inserting my penis would fill her deep inside with sweet peach juice.
Hwangdo was more excited than usual.
The peach scent that wafted through the room blurred my consciousness, too.
You smell a lot. Cant you control yourself at the sight of a penis?
That, thats because
She couldnt continue her words.
A slave without an answer. As I imagined a medieval elf slave and its master, I added another line.
Arent you going to answer?
Ah
Speak formally.
Your body is so sexy, Little Brother My hole is wet.
Splat!
Ah!
I smacked her thigh.
Little Brother?
What, what should I call you then sir?
Figure it out yourself.
Silence followed. Hwangdo, checking my expression, fidgeted with her fingers and spoke.
Master
Catching the term Master right away, perhaps her preference was indeed strong.
Worse than Seyeong.
Thats it. How would you like it to be done?
Do as you please Make a mess of me.
Again, I struck her thigh.
Hwangdos thigh reddened like a peach.
Slap!
Kyah!
A slave giving orders?
Its not that. Please, Master. Use my vulgar hole to feel good.
She effortlessly spewed erotic words, likely from frequent simulations.
But I wouldnt do as she wished.
The thrill of slave play stemmed from not having it your way.
Splat!
Hng!
In the end, you just want to feel good, right?
Ah.
Lying at the bottom. Submitting, surrendering, serving the other.
Hwangdo, forgetting this in the heat of the moment, rubbed her thighs and rose.
Her eyes, drenched in lust, turned towards my lower body.
Her slender fingers lightly grasped the base of my shaft.
After this is over.
Her lips grazed my penis. Blood surged to the spot with her hot breath.
She teased the tip with her tongue, sending shivers through me. Hwangdo looked up at me.
After its over wont you bother with Baekdo anymore?
Harsh. I suppose I would be upset, too, if I thought my family was meddling with my woman.
Lets see how you perform.
Ill do my best.
I brushed off her comment without any guarantee that Baekdo wouldnt fall for me. She liked me? How could that be possible?
Hurp Chk, chlurp.
With her mouth engulfing my manhood, Hwangdo rolled her tongue, sweeping its grooves.
Chlurp, chk.
The roof of her mouth.
Haak, euh feels so good
The inside of her cheeks.
Poking gently, Hwangdos cheeks bulged outward.
Tears of longing streamed down from her eyes as she looked up at me.
Tap, tap, tap.
With one hand stroking the shaft and the other gently playing with the testicles.
Yet, she skillfully avoided biting, a remarkable skill that made me wonder if she really had been a virgin until recently.
Pha- Master Master Hehe. Thank you for making me your slave. If it means having sex, Id be a slave for life.
Hwangdos eyes, now fully adapted to the role-play, had become utterly lascivious.
Masters semen bag My nutrition A vessel for baby seeds.
She took the tender thing into her mouth. There was no pain, only a surge of pleasure.
A semen bag Was this the right way to treat a master?
It was hard to tell if it was irreverent or just incredibly arousing.
Do you like it that much?
I love you, Master and this manhood.
Crazy slut.
I half meant it.
Why do you like such a guy? There are plenty of men in the world.
But still.
Hwangdo stopped talking and took my manhood fully into her mouth.
Then, looking up with wide eyes at it.
It must have seemed unimaginably big. I thought so, too.
I embraced her frail body as if to break it.
Kyaaang! Aang!
I thrust my hips and released all the pent-up semen.
Zuuuuk!
Guk, haaat my womb its full
Hwangdos eyes glazed over, and she collapsed forward.
Exhausted, she turned over and gasped for breath.
Ah ah
The innocent-looking Hwangdo, resembling a kindergarten teacher, lying beneath me, crying out, was quite a sight.
But cursing didnt quite fit my taste.
Hwangdos face was a mix of laughter and tears.
The bed was littered with large and small peaches, enough to fill a box.
Master
Oh. That seemed quite genuine.
I lay down next to the fallen Hwangdo and embraced her. She pressed her face into mine, pleased.
Noona.
Yeah.
Hwangdo replied softly.
Indeed, this form of address suited me better.
How do you feel now?
Such a cheap shot. Uh. Asking now?
Her satisfaction must have been at its peak.
Honestly, I still dont know.
Dont you trust me?
I always trust Little Brother youre my favorite person in the world.
I had grown so attached in just a few months.
It wasnt like this with my ex-girlfriend. Or was it just the nature of people from this other world?
I was told by my cousin.
Your cousin?
Yeah the person who showed me adult stuff when I was young. Showed me a lot of erotic comics, too.
That was terrible.
Now I know the cause of Hwangdos precociousness.
But my cousin always ended up sad about men. Happy at first, then crying a lot after breakups. Said she hated the men she once loved dearly.
A common love story.
Like something out of a song, depicting fiery love cooling down.
So? You think well end up like that?
I dont ever want to break up with Little Brother.
Hwangdo tightened her arms around me.
Im the youngest, so Im quite selfish If you leave without telling me, Ill catch you and lock you up.
Thats a bit scary. Well. Whos truly altruistic? Everyone lives that way. And Sister, youre quite compromising, arent you?
Not really. Hehe.
Hwangdo laughed heartily. It was a bittersweet smile.
Dad and cousin died. All I have left are Cheondo and Baekdo Seeing them, I felt like youd be taken away from me. So.
She was jealous.
I understood her feelings. But I didnt have much to say.
Even if others come around, Ill always like Sister Hwangdo.
Not promising you wont get more women, huh?
Well that was inevitable.
I had given her the chance to meet other men twice. If she liked me, she lost.
It was a lousy way of thinking, but what could I do? So many people have become more important than my own life.
Hwangdo was also a woman who had risked her life for me.
Then promise me.
Puffing her cheeks, Hwangdo stretched out her finger.
Promise?
Yes Its a song I used to sing with my cousin. Just follow along.
Suddenly? That was my initial thought. But knowing Hwangdos childlike personality, I accepted it.
Hwangdo began to sing first.
Together as lovers~ lets live in harmony.
Her voice was like that of a childrens song.
Link little fingers and make a promise.
Hwangdo was expressionless.
Precisely, she was holding back her emotions.
She must have been thinking of her cousin. Listening closely, it seemed like her cousin was a significant emotional support for Hwangdo.
She must have been reminiscing about those old times since her cousin had passed away.
But I know this song too.
Maybe nursery rhymes really were universal. I linked my fingers with hers and pressed our thumbs together.
Hwangdos eyes widened.
Firmly, firmly, promise.
Our voices overlapped.
Is this it?
You know it well.
The warmth of our interlinked fingers was comforting. Embracing the trembling Hwangdo, I soon felt tears soaking my chest.
Hing
So, thats why you suddenly wanted to sing an old song? Nursery rhymes always trigger tears.
I wont be mad anymore Im sorry
Hwangdo burst into deep sobs. I discreetly checked her affection level.
Hwangdo: (87/100)
It seemed the jealousy had subsided.
But her affection was still significantly present.
Sigh.
Relieved, I gently tapped the back of her head.
Hing, I like Little Brother Kheuk.
Enough confessions. Stop sniveling and calm down.
Sometimes, she seemed even more high-maintenance than Sansuyu.
I smiled wryly and then suddenly remembered something, pressing my forehead.
But then.
Vibrate, vibrate!
The phones vibration had gone unnoticed while I was engrossed in sex.
Its one thing after another.
The obsession lingered.
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