Chapter 26: Weird Action – 2
I couldn't afford to be picky about my first job.
Without hesitation, I threw off my coat.
"You heard everything, right? We don't have time. I need to train you into a proper slave, and you need to accept that training willingly."
"What if I don't want to?"
"Then we'll just wear each other out. Even if you refuse and leave the city, you have no future out there."
I reminded myself to speak calmly.
Master once said that training only worked when both parties cooperated.
The key was to make Rona recognize that she needed to be trained by me.
…But honestly, if I were in her place, I wouldn't be eager to become a blowjob slave after hearing a cold explanation like that.
'In the end, I have no choice but to shape the situation myself.'
I had just three days.
That was less than half the time it had taken to train Calissa.
With pussy sex off-limits, it would be hard to get the results I wanted.
I couldn't just go for anal either.
Would a customer who wants a virgin woman be willing to buy a slave whose asshole is a rag?
Even if this were a game, if I take advantage of loopholes in the contract, there's a good chance it will affect future transactions.
I have to find out exactly what the other person wants.
Since the deadline is short, they probably don't want a completely submissive slave.
In other words, they want a pure virgin who doesn't know sex to serve with her mouth. ....
I have the details.
This woman who's staring at me like I'm her parents' enemy, I'm going to train her to be a good blowjob slave who will cling to her master's dick and suck it whenever she sees it.
This was the first mission of coach Geum Taeyang.
"Stand up."
"..."
Rona just stared at me, but she didn't disobey my words.
For now, her hands are tied and she must think that there's no good in defying me.
Should I test her?
I placed my mouth on Rona's neck.
Just then.
"Eek!"
As if she had been waiting, Rona tried to bite my ear off.
It wasn't difficult to subdue her because I expected it, but Rona's venom, which revealed her true nature, greatly exceeded my imagination.
"Die! Die! Die!"
"Ugh! Stay still!"
She's amazing.
It wasn't easy to calm Rona down. She struggled with desperate strength, and I couldn't understand where such power came from in her slender frame.
Her resistance was even more intense than Fiona's had been.
She twisted her entire body wildly, completely ignoring the risk of injuring herself.
'This is no joke!'
She had pretended to cooperate, only to suddenly try and land a fatal blow on me.
I had expected some resistance, but that moment still sent a chill down my spine.
'Damn…'
As I fought to restrain her violent thrashing, a flicker of regret crossed my mind.
Maybe I should've picked someone who looked a little more submissive.
The thought of having to put my dick in this woman's mouth makes my eyes go dark.
But if I don't put it in, the client will definitely complain, 'My dick disappeared'.
How was I supposed to make up for this?
"Stay still…!"
"Die! Dieeee!"
I slammed my fist into Rona's stomach.
"Ugh!"
She drooled and crumpled forward.
"You really don't understand your position, do you?"
Rona lifted her head, eyes burning with hatred.
Yeah, I knew it. She'd been too quiet until now.
I kicked her in the stomach.
"Ack!"
"Should I just beat you to death? Is that what you want?"
The corners of her mouth curled into a slight smirk.
"I know you paid a lot of money to buy me…"
She had even figured that out.
Training someone meant thinking ahead in countless ways.
But some things didn't need much thought.
I stepped on her head as she lay collapsed on the floor.
"Ugh!"
"So?"
"You can't hurt me recklessly."
"It's not like I'll get my money back for a useless slave. So, what do you think happens now?"
I put on the mask of a ruthless trainer.
It was a persona I had created to keep women from getting the upper hand. Years of practice made it look real.
But inside, I was just as terrified as Rona.
The situation I was in was dire.
I had spent everything I had to buy her. There was no turning back now—I had to see a return.
I couldn't rely on Calissa's pussy forever. If she kept helping me, her husband would eventually catch on.
I had no money.
Rona glanced around at the shabby interior of the workshop and quickly understood my vulnerability.
But that was fine—as long as I didn't let it show.
If she saw through my thoughts, I'd become nothing more than a pushover. I'd never be able to break her.
"You keep acting like that, and it makes me think terrible things, you know?"
I pressed my foot down harder.
"St-stop…"
Eventually, Rona gave in to the pain.
When I lifted my foot, she raised her head and glared at me like she wanted to kill me.
But I didn't flinch. I stayed in character.
My eyes and expression stayed cold, showing nothing but killing intent.
Fear began to settle in her eyes.
A clear sign—she was under the status of fear.
Rona, overwhelmed, lowered her gaze.
That was the moment a hierarchy formed.
"Stand up."
"…"
She didn't respond, so I grabbed her hair and yanked her upright as she hesitantly tried to rise.
"Ack!"
"Answer when I speak."
"…Okay. Okay."
'The training begins.'
I grabbed Rona's hair and kissed her.
Before she could even realize what was happening.
"Don't get hard. I'll pull out all your teeth."
"…Ugh…"
The stake of fear, once planted, is not easily pulled out.
Because she recognized me as a fearful being, I sucked on Rona's mouth to my heart's content.
I stick my tongue in and pour saliva.
Calissa swallowed it deliciously, but Rona turned her head away, gagging.
I immediately slap Rona's cheek.
"Hak!"
Large tears formed in Rona's eyes and fell.
"Don't show it."
My heart ached.
I didn't want to do this originally.
Since I chose to survive in this world as a trainer, I can't have a weak heart.
"Look at me directly.
"..."
I grab Rona's hair and force her to look at me.
"I'm trying to help you. Do you know what happens to useless bitches who don't sell like merchandise in this town?"
"I don't know..."
"They get dragged away like pigs and chopped up."
That's what I heard at the Chartreuse Mansion.
D-class slaves who don't become C-class slaves don't just die.
They are recycled as meat.
I didn't see such a bloody place when I went to the Beast District with Master, so I thought it was just a horror story.
But now I have to use it, whether it's a scary story or not.
This woman may be C-class by the standards of the Magnetar Center, but in the city, she's nothing more than a lowly D-class slave.
"I guarantee you'll be better off being sold as a commodity."
"How do you know that!"
"Open your mouth."
Rona opened her mouth, crying.
As I kiss Rona, who is sobbing, I am filled with a strange excitement.
The kiss is a pass….
While unilaterally sucking on Rona's mouth, which is filled with sadness, I gently stroke her body.
"Ah…. Don't touch me…!"
Ignoring her, I knock Rona down and overlap our bodies.
"Hueugh, hh…!"
As expected, when I pin her down like this, there's no way to overcome the difference in physique between a man and a woman.
Rona is just a slender woman.
She was stuck to my body and couldn't move.
I naturally take off Rona's full-body tights and check her clean skin.
My dick was already hard as a rock and was about to burst through my pants.
"Stop it…!"
I lick up her underdeveloped breasts with my tongue and suck on her nipples with my lips.
"Hic!"
I cover Rona, who is shivering, and gently rub her virgin pussy with my fingers out of regret.
Rona bared her teeth again, but I put my arm in her mouth and hold her down like I'm handling a ferocious dog.
Her teeth pierced my skin and it stung.
"Kkeuk!"
"If you bare your teeth one more time, I'll really break them, okay?"
Then the fangs that were piercing my arm came out.
But her anger didn't seem to have subsided, as Rona continued to huff and puff.
"Don't worry. I just had a taste."
I can't ignore the customer's request and take her virginity.
I took out a rope and tied Rona up. Seeing her naked and kneeling with her whole body bound, a strange excitement boiled up in my stomach.
Looking at her like this, the curves unique to women, where there's a place to come out and a place to go in, are emphasized even more by the rope, making it a pleasant sight.
The fact that she's kneeling as if she's being punished is also a point I like.
"I… I won't become a slave in this place I don't even know."
Rona has become much weaker.
She must be dizzy because her whole body is tied up so tightly that her blood can hardly circulate.
The helplessness of being tied up and unable to escape must dominate her entire body.
Considering Rona's strong temperament, I had no choice but to tie her up so she could maintain a kneeling position, and I turned my hand to her exposed buttocks and tortured her pussy.
As I pull on the rope, Rona's soft buttocks rise like fruit caught in an onion sack, and her pussy hole opens.
As expected of a verified slave from the Magnetar Center, it certainly looked like pure virgin pussy that didn't know sex.
With my fingers slicked with lube, I caress her clean pink pussy.
"...Huh. Keuk..."
Rona just lets out a ragged breath from time to time without making a sound.
As if she thought that making a sound would mean defeat, she kept her lips closed and endured.
As if it was a rebellion against me.
I immediately pulled the rope.
"Ahhh."
The rope digs into Rona's tender skin like a snake winding around its prey.
As Rona, kneeling, leans forward, her buttocks naturally rise, exposing her pussy.
I rubbed Rona's pussy mound with my slippery fingers until her pussy was sufficiently wet, while stimulating her clit.
Because I'm stimulating it gently, like a feather brushing against it, she will eventually have a pussy orgasm.
I decided to use up Rona's stamina first.
"Stop it..."
After an hour, Rona's lips trembled and a ragged breath escaped.
"Stop it."
"What?"
"That…"
"Speak properly."
"Don't touch my body…!"
I hold down Rona, who is resisting, and put my hand between her defenseless buttocks, caressing her pussy even more persistently.
I mechanically finger her pussy without thinking.
"Ahh, ahh, ah…"
I keep pouring lubricant so that her pussy doesn't dry out.
Squish, squish, squish, squish, squish, squish.
"Ah…. Ah…. Hueugh…!"
"If you don't cooperate, I have no choice but to use this method."
Rona's pussy is already dripping wet.
It's quite erotic how she's wiggling her asshole due to the repeated pussy orgasms.
The hand techniques I learned from Master are quite useful.
"I… hate it!"
I silently continued to torment Rona's pussy.
It's about to burst, but her dripping wet pussy feels so good that I keep touching it.
I wasn't bored at all.
After three or four hours, Rona closed her thighs and gasped for breath.
"Bathroom…"
Finally, the time has come.
It's time for the inevitable bowel movement that humans can't avoid.
"No."
I ruthlessly refuse and continue to rub her pussy.
Rona twitched her buttocks and hung her head low.
"I, I think I'll go."
"Go ahead."
After a few more minutes, Rona became very insistent.
"Please, bathroom..."
"Promise you'll cooperate with the training."
"I, I will cooperate, so please let me go to the bathroom."
It seems like she thinks she only has to pretend to cooperate.
"Call me Master."
"Master."
"Say, 'Please let me go to the bathroom.'"
"Bathroom... let me go..."
Rona's expression is one of humiliation.
I picked Rona up and walked to the bathroom.
"Big one or small one?"
"Small, one..."
When I didn't put her down in front of the toilet, Rona groaned and struggled in my arms.
"Put me down."
"Do it like this."
"L, let me use the bathroom alone."
"Is that something a bitch who tried to bite my ear off a few hours ago should say?"
I put force into the arm holding Rona.
Rona, still bent at the waist, was held by me and twitched her buttocks.
"Master will watch you pee"
"Ugh..."
Rona finally gives up and relaxes her body.
"Ah. Wait a minute."
I turned my body to face the wall instead of the toilet.
Rona was startled and clenched her buttocks and held on.
Haha, I think she just peed a little.
"Don't mess around! I, I almost peed on the floor."
She must have been brought up well.
Even in an urgent situation, there seems to be a line she can't justify crossing.
"I'm not kidding."
I said as I sucked on Rona's neck.
"Hold her until I say it's okay."
"What?"
"Don't go without my permission."
"…"
Rona sighed.
It seems like she thinks I was asking for something strange.
"Okay."
I turned my body towards the toilet again.
And until I say she can go….
We are enveloped in a strange silence.
"…Not yet?"
"Shh."
For a moment, she must have thought it was no big deal, right?
Anyway, since her whole body is tied up, she can't even go to the bathroom without me taking her.
But if you think about it, it's very humiliating to ask someone's permission to relieve yourself.
For example, if an adult virgin whom I don't even know can't go to the toilet without my permission, and she begs me to let her go to the toilet while twisting her body in front of me, how bizarre is the situation?
This is the taste of training that I didn't know before.
The taste of controlling an attractive person of the opposite sex at will.
As Master said, I have installed a "switch that only I can push.
At first glance, delaying peeing in this situation may seem like a small thing, but it is also a form of training.
Especially effective when taming a disobedient dog!
Rona trembled.
"I... is it okay now?"
"Don't bother me. Wait until I give you permission."
"Ah... Keuk..."
Rona might have thought, "Should I just let it go? Do you want to be comfortable?
"Ask me to let you pee."
"…"
"Say, 'Master, please let me pee.'"
Rona turned her head and glared at me.
Her cheeks are red.
"Do, do you not have parents? Siblings?"
"If you go without permission, you'll get punished."
Rona trembled.
I hug Rona's slender body tightly and wait for her to pee.
It would be fun if she couldn't hold it in and just let it go.
"It's not often you get to see a grown virgin pee in front of you.
"Master…"
Finally, Rona's mouth opened.
"Please let me pee."
"Okay. You can go."
"Ah…!"
With my permission, Rona happily peed.
I admire the stream of pee that gushes out with good momentum, as if she had been holding it in for a long time.
"Don't look…!"
"You held it in for a long time, huh? Good job."
Since she did as I told her, I add some praise.
Rona closed her eyes tightly, as if she couldn't bear the shame.
"Now, let me wipe you."
I make Rona kneel on the floor and clean her pussy with the precious toilet paper that we rarely have in our workshop.
Perhaps the bowel control had a bigger impact on Rona than I expected, because now even when I caressed her pussy, she relaxed her body and stayed still.
It's because she realized with her body that she can't even relieve herself without my help.
Rona gave up her stubbornness and started asking questions.
"What the hell is this world? Is it that dangerous?"
"It's dangerous, alright. I almost got stabbed to death."
"I wish you had died then."
I silently rubbed Rona's clit quickly.
"Hiiikkh...! Stop it. Stop it...!"
"Did you do something wrong or not?"
"Wrong... I did something wrong!"
"Master!"
"Master, I was wrong...!"
"That's right."
Behave yourself before I rub your clitoris.
I'm already rubbing it, but I'm rubbing it more aggressively.
My hand is soaked.
Half with lubricant, half with Rona's pussy juice.
It was time to take the next step.