MASTER

　 　 (Eon’s Perspective) It was just a month ago when my bottom hits rock. I have so much debt andy college loans were still waiting for me to pay for it until I die. The landlord kicked me out and I found myself curled into a ball on a bench in the park. It’s so cold. The winter night could really kill homeless people. Just before my eyes closed forever, a shiny car screeched and halted. Someone took me inside and I felt rich leather hitting my back, slumped and warmed. Slowly cascading into sleep, I decided dying might be better than living for a long time but still starving everyday. Heaven it must be to feel softness underneath me and the blinding light overhead added to that thought. I dreamed of those beautiful ladies, their boasom heaved and bounced as they ran after me. Laughing and inviting me to come play. Their skin shimmered under the sky and their hair flowed on their backs. Ahhh, but a lovely sight. Surely, I’ll die happy. "I see you’re well and healthy." Startled, I looked around and I saw where I am. In a room lavishly furnished with a hard situation between my legs. She inched forward, the owner of that domineering voice. Her short, punky hair well groomed and her face void of sincerity only mirth. I cannot find a word to say. But- "Thank you for bringing me here. I will pay your kindness soon, I promise. May I go now? I don’t want to bother you any longer." "Pay? With what exactly?" I cannot look at her eyes. I hate being poor And I hate poverty but here I am, drowning with what I hate the most. My pride cannot take any more of her. "May I suggest?" She inched forward, her heels clacking on her glazed terracotta floor. "Be my slave for a month." She smiled that maniacal smile. "And what does my job description entail?" I asked. "Simple. I call you, you come. You play my game and I give you 1,000,000 Won per day plus a car of your choice and a penthouse from any hotel of your choice. Deal?" I’m dumbfounded by her offer. "What happens a month after that?" "Well, if you want to go cut all ties with me, you’re free." "But what’s in it for you? I mean, that’s just too much." "Boy, you must’ve missed when I told you you have to play my game. I’ll get my money’s worth I promise." She smiled again. "If I refuse?" "Hahaha! Darling, you cant." She laughed and left. It took me quite a while to realize my situation and I got up. I can’t open the door. But there’s a note that says: "wash. Clothes on the drawer near the sink. I checked the bathroom and it’s colors were all glorious. The gold accents of the sink and the architecture if the place just shouts unaffordable to me. I started to wonder what kind of a job does she have to get this much money. For the record, there isn’t a speck of dust around. Everything is so clean. I can see my reflection on the furnitures. I washed and changed my clothes with what’s offered to me. It’s quite comfortable. Then I heard her footsteps. She’s carrying a folder and laid the papers to me. "It’s our contract." I don’t quite get it why I signed it. Maybe because she’s just deym beautiful that I can’t refuse it maybe because of the fact she already tied my neck. After I gave her the signed paper. Her eyes went to me. "Your job starts now." Those eyes gave away everything that those otionlwss face shows. It just full of desires. I’m not new to this. There are countless of girls I screwed when I was in college. Too many to count and too many to remember. "Feel free." I said. She pushed me to the bed and sat on my stomach. Her weight no big deal. I thought this is something I am competent but he’ll swallow whole, she opened the bedside drawer and fished some serious trouble in there. Restraints. I saw those on a p°rn site. But that’s not just it, she took some other things there which are alien to me. I recognize those beads, and those plugs but I cannot tell what those dull pins and rings are for. One look at me and she smirked, she knew I’m perfectly scared right now. She removed my shirt first and strapped those rope around me. The tightness- She continued to tie up. My hands already cuffed to to my feet. Holy mamafvcking cilow, this is so new to me. She stood up and took a pair of gloves from the other drawer and a bottle of lubricant. She parted my knees and she’s perhaps satisfied with my reaction. "You’re very well drenched. For a slave." She squeezed a generous amount of gel into the furry plug and insert one into my- ugh. Deym this girl’s crazy. She slapped my ∆sscheeks and I moaned. "I like that. Make more if that noise." She placed a pillow on my back and pushed me towards the headboard, propping me to properly. She took one pin and touched my already hard shaft. I saw it and there could only be one place that slender rod could go in. I thought it’d hurt but her skills is plausible. She nudged the ring on the tip of it and my nerves went insane. It feels to good. She didn’t talk much but she started kissing me on the chesr while playing with my already gloriously tortured cuckoo. I huffed and and moaned and she sure enjoyed what she’s doing. She’s kissing me licking and sucking every inch on my body and I just wanted to come. But I can’t. I feel like I can explode and it’s painful. It hurts but it hurt so good. I moaned louder trying to get myself loose from the restraints. More and I’ll loose my mind. She stopped kissing me and pulled away to get that writing toy. She removed the an@l plug and replaced it with the thing’s she’s holding. No shit, it hurts. I grunted. I tried to look at her face but I can’t see it. Question is, is she enjoying this? It moved, writhing and whirring. "Ugh..  aaaahh..." Every inch of my muscles flexed and ever nerves inhad screamed. "I’m cvmming." She’s not saying anything. "Ughhh! P-please." My body convulsed. "Aaaahh-" I dropped on the bed. Strentgh failing me. The pleasure is too much I might die. "Please." "Stop." I begged. "Stop. Please, stop." She halted as if coming back to her senses and removed the pin. I came and I came lots. It spurts everywhere, on the sheets, her clothes, her gloved, on my skin. I didn’t know I can come that much. "You’ve done well." She whispered to me while removing the handcuffs. "Clean everything up. I’m leaving." I fell asleep. Exhausted and tired. "Eat. There’s food in the kitchen. Someone will come pick you up tomorrow, and show you the best hotels and apartments and cars. Pick whichever you like." She left without more word. I guess I can’t leave yet. 　 　 Long time no update, huh? Well, it’s because I’m still working in my comics. You wanna read that? Well, recommend me to more readers so I can buy a decent gadget to which I can draw. I have some steamy scenes in my mind that I want to share to you my dear readers. I am also working on a book right now which I think I will publish outside of mangatoon, IDK. Also, please tell your hornknee mfking friends to read this book so we won’t be bored during our stay in hell. Thanks.