This choice: Soyeon, for some reason, picks specifically you as her first slave. • Go Back...Chapter #6You got it babe by: Juliet   "Thirty-two... ugh! I'm short four, are you fucking kidding me?," Soyeon's expression turned pensive and frustrated. She was never trusting a shady-ass dealer for a discount again. "I guess I'll have to make you little fuckers last longer than usual." Soyeon raised both palms to her forehead to part curly locks hung over her face, brushing the black hair behind her ears to expose her deep brown eyes. Her gaze locked onto different slaves in sequence, your stomach jumping for the microcosm she spent sizing you up. Sighing, she declared, "Alright, who wants to go first?"
The box was silent. Men and women alike fell into a desolate hush, fearful for their lives. No one wanted to volunteer. A shivering young woman blurted out in desperation, "Please! Please, let us go home!"
The idol's head turned toward the solitary girl, Soyeon's looming presence sending a ghastly chill down her spine. "You. Thank God someone here was generous enough to speak first. Come here," she scooped the tiny girl up with one finger, drawing a scream of fear out of her. In a flash, Soyeon was rolling her puny body between two fingers, curling her up into a whimpering ball that struggled to blubber for mercy from beneath the caress of flesh. She toyed with the speck for a few minutes before her fingers oh-so-gently pressed together, a gurgled shriek escaping the woman's lips as her body collapsed under the strength of the two digits. Like she was nothing more than a gnat, Soyeon reduced a life to a smear of twitching limbs and crimson viscera against the pad of her thumb.
Then, she brought her fingers to her mouth, parting her pink lips as her tongue wrapped under both fingers and wetly scraped the blood away and sent it down her stomach with a loud gulp. The inhabitants of the box let out a mixture of gasps and barely concealed whimpers, effectively silenced.
"That was fun," Soyeon said, popping a finger back into her mouth to clean it of any remains. "Who's next?"
She was truly everything you'd hoped for. A paradoxical instinct overwhelmed you - an intense desire to offer yourself as an object to the idol. As she watched the stunned group of servants continue to tremble, you stood as the only one absolutely absorbed in the unerring dominance this celebrity held over you. Would it be too terrible a fate to offer your life to her if it meant pleasing her for even the shortest moment? Had your life, truly, ever been worth more than the seconds of joy she'd experience taking your life?
Soyeon noticed your longing gaze at her, a strange confidence that no one else exhibited. Your eyes locked again and you felt a wave of arousal rush through your body, as if through her gaze alone you'd been touched by a goddess. "Hi there little guy," she smiled down at you, her tone condescending but masked with a layer of sweetness. "Did you wanna go next?"
Oh my God! She was talking to you, she was really, like, actually speaking to you! From the corner of the box you scrambled to your feet at full attention as if a great responsibility had been bestowed upon you to faithfully serve your goddess. You were obviously elated, an irregular dedication Soyeon had never seen in anyone she'd bought before. It was uncanny enough for her to, in a swift motion, hook her pinky around you and pull you to her face for closer inspection.
Her eyes now stabbed into you, her beautiful visage blown up into IMAX proportions, hovering over you with a sense of complete authority. Even in this position, you remained flushed, flustered and increasingly aroused - a sick fact that Soyeon picked up on by the sudden hardening of your dick. As she smiled, a moist set of flawlessly white teeth were revealed from behind her full lips. A single string of red blood still clung to a canine.
"Would you look at that? I don't think I've ever seen a slave get as hard as that without me touching them first." Unexpectedly, her thumb curled forward and flicked at your member, pressing it into your stomach. You let out a cry informed by a mixture of pleasure and distress. The digit retracted, leaving you squirming and perspiring as Soyeon smiled wildly. "Oh yeah, I like you, a lot!"
She unceremoniously folded the box shut with her free hand and tossed it to the floor, the rattling and screams of a battered many completely inaudible at this distance. You were thrown back onto her table, now completely alone and in the shadow of the colossal idol. With a clear and unbroken view of her, a sensation of submissive arousal washed over you anew.
It appeared she had been dolled up for a photoshoot earlier that day. Either that, or she naturally was incomparably gorgeous. Her eyelashes, clumped together with black mascara, brought her wide eyes to life while she watched you hungrily take in the beautiful sight. She wore a tight pink top that hugged her petite chest, the low-cut exposing two rigid collarbones. Your eyes came to rest on her breasts. Soyeon scoffed.
Like readying a wet willy, Soyeon popped her pinky in her mouth, covering it in sticky saliva before pressing onto you, drowning you in the foul fluid. Caught off guard, it found its way into your mouth, stomach and most unfortunately your lungs, leaving you sputtering and coughing as you squirmed against the pressure she applied on you. But your own desperate struggles rubbed your erection against the whorls of the waterlogged pinky, producing traitorous moans from your throat that left you inhaling more spit. The moment you felt a building orgasm, the pressure relented all at once.
A trail of saliva split and fell back onto you as Soyeon pulled away. "You're lucky I like you, you little pervert," she said, "I'd have loved to crush you just as you came under my finger."
Sexually degrading commentary aside, you couldn't fight your urge to speak anymore. You spat up Soyeon's spit, rocketing to your feet again. "Soyeon! I- I-" your stuttering wasn't part of the plan, but you couldn't stop yourself (and who could?), "I'm not a slave! We- I mean, I- I sold myself to you!" Just putting together sentences was becoming increasingly difficult amidst the haze of intense ecstasy that merely being in the presence of this Korean goddess brought you. Even fully focused on putting your words together, your cock bounced up and down, as if ready to ejaculate at any moment.
"Excuse me?," she inquired, "Sold yourself? Like, sold yourself into slavery?"
You nodded in response all too excitedly, as if unaware of how pathetic the admission truly made you look. Soyeon's jaw dropped in surprise. "Uh, okay," she continued flatly, unimpressed. "Try not to act so... embarrassing when I kill you, please."
"B- But, Soyeon," you protested, a desperate tone taking over your voice, "I mean, I gave my life to you, but, but, I wanted to-"
She cut you off: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, spend time with me, talk, whatever. Look, I don't buy slaves to make friends, dumbass. Especially not with some guy who, uh," she smirked as she looked at your erection again, in disbelief that this little freak could be so turned on by being degraded, "Clearly needs to sell himself as a fucking slave just to talk to a woman."
Your sad little heart sunk to your stomach as your ego rapidly deflated. You'd lost everything for the approval of a stranger, but she'd so easily deemed you unworthy. Soyeon watched as your shoulders slouched and you hung your head. You looked like a child that had been denied candy. It was pathetic. She tutted, clearly unamused.
A powerful force clobbered you, the flesh of Soyeon's pointer finger knocking your head back and pinning you to the ground. She began to grind it into your dick, a handjob (or fingerjob) so overwhelming that you weren't sure if your dick or pelvic bones would bust first. The sensation drew a loud moan and cry of ecstasy from you as you started panting.
"Look at how pathetic you are," she mocked you as she continued to jerk you off, "You must not have had much of a life back home, did you?" She was right, but hearing it from the object of your affection stung. "No girlfriend, I'm guessing..." Her words trailed off as she saw you grimace, clearly struck by a feeling of shame and emasculation. Soyeon's expression turned smug.
Just as you were on the verge of orgasm, the finger pulled away again. You responded instantly, reaching out, grasping for its embrace again. Tears came to your eyes as the hand left you and Soyeon shook her head, clearly teasing you. Then, a gasp fought from your lips as it returned again...
And stopped just before contact. She pointed at your dick, starting to snort. "What is that little thing anyway? I don't think it could even cum!" Your face flushed, cheeks turned rosy as she degraded you. But the emasculating words were all it took to send you over the edge. The taunts cast an emotional hex that drew an incredible orgasm from you, ropes of semen spurting out far enough to grace the round surface of her finger.
Soyeon cackled, absolutely amazed. Her laughs echoed through the room, loud enough for even those in the box to hear from far below. "What the fuck! There's no way!" she sniggered, eyes watering as she bent forward to laugh harder. As your member grew limp, still leaking post-orgasmic strings of ejaculate, you pouted and a sob came from your throat. In that moment, you truly looked like an overwhelmed child, being bullied by a girl you'd idolized.
She brought her finger to her face and licked your seed off it. "Nah, I don't taste anything," she taunted you, "Guess I was right."
Not a single protest left your lips. The Korean celebrity now held complete dominion over you, no matter how she treated you. Jeon Soyeon was very entertained by such a submissive toy. What could she do with it?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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