Chapter 37 – Silk Blonde (7)
One.
When the word to lie down came out of Pastor’s mouth, silk blonde, no, soft hair became complicated.
Not because he didn’t like his order or because it was difficult, but because he didn’t know if he would be able to handle what would happen after he fell down.
If I fall down like this… What will happen to me?
Often, owners give orders to their dogs to lie down to test their loyalty and educational success. There is no other reason other than that.
However, the meaning itself is different when you say “Down” To someone who is being treated like a dog. Especially if it’s someone who doesn’t wear a piece of cloth.
Unlike dogs, humans have much longer legs than arms. Therefore, if you lie down like a dog, you have no choice but to bend your knees, so your upper body is lowered and your lower body is higher than your head.
If that happens, it will be like thinking with your pussy first before your head. I’m going to admit to myself that I’m a horny bitch who just wants to lift her ass and get stuck in her master’s cock…!
It was an agony that didn’t go well with her, who forgot her shame at her words that she loved her and became naked.
However, even the time spent worrying and adding to her shame was a condiment to increase her excitement level for the bitch Malang, so she slowly lowered her upper body, feeling her lower abdomen thump.
But… No matter how embarrassed I am, I can’t help it. Passy, no, because in order to be loved by the owner, you have to be a bitch who listens well…
Malang’s anguish led her to become a bitch instead of her human, just for the sake of being liked by her Paster.
Malangi bent her upper body with her arms outstretched. Then, her large, soft breasts were pressed against the floor and spread slightly to her sides, and naturally, her full, easy-birthing hips rose upward, showing off her presence.
Malang raised her head and panted at her Paster, proving directly to Paster that it wasn’t just her breasts that were great just by lying down on her face.
“Hee, hee woo ♡ Lord, the owner is down on his stomach. Even if it’s embarrassing, I listened to the master’s order♡”
Malangy exhaled her hot breath and asked Pastor for a hint of praise.
At the same time, her hips, raised above her head, swayed side to side with her tail, as if to entice Pastor. It was an unintentional, just instinctive movement.
“Kuk. Khehehe…”
“Lord, master?”
Even when he saw the sight that a man’s cock would instantly harden, Pastor snorted at her, but didn’t do what she expected.
If you’re not going to do anything, why did you tell me to lie down?
She did things like raise her cunt high above her head, declaring herself to be a non-human bitch, but when she did nothing, a small dissatisfaction bloomed in her heart.
“Stop it…”
With a disgruntled drool, the soft-headed looked up at Pastor with her slightly sharpened eyes.
But even though she got those eyes right in front of her, Pastor just laughed in awe. Pastor’s unfamiliar smile made Malang feel her womb quiver again.
I felt it before, but… Master, something is strange today. It seems different than usual…
If she had been the original Paster, she would have run away the moment Silk Blonde, an S-Class Awakener, expressed her displeasure, or would have done whatever she wanted to soothe her mood.
Her current Paster did not flinch at all, but rather looked at her as if she was cute and asked questions leisurely.
“Keuhehe… It’s so cute, my little one. Do you want to be loved by me like that?”
“Huh… Ugh, yes! No, bruise! Woof woof!”
“Okay? Then, if you listen carefully to my next command, I will treat you well then.”
In front of that smile and eyes full of composure, the silk blonde, an S-class awakener, had no choice but to become Paster’s cute little bitch. She became the perfect bitch and soft-spoken, and there were no more complaints about her.
The master just looked at me and smiled, but he lost. Oh, I don’t think I can ever win against today’s master…
The smile that Pastor put on her lips was one that only those who knew they had complete superiority over their opponents could do so. Even the malang could feel it instinctively.
Pastor asked her as she sat down in the chair she had dragged her to, as if to prove that she had the upper hand.
“Mallang. Do you remember the first thing you did to me on the day we first met?”
Pastor was now barefoot. Softy was on his stomach so she could see his bare feet right in front of her nose. And the moment she heard the question, looking at her bare feet, she reflexively put the answer to her question in her mouth.
“I told the owner to kiss the bar and the instep.”
“Okay. Then why do I suddenly say something like this while bobbing my bare feet at my mellow man? Would you like to guess?”
“That, that’s…”
Malrang recalled that day with her eyes fixed on Paster’s feet bobbing up and down in front of her eyes.
That day was a romantic and dramatic day for the soft, no silk blonde, but it was a day of humiliation and shock for Pastor.
After easily catching Pastor who was about to run away, what the silk blonde did to him was enough to make even her, who thinks the world revolves around her, think, ‘Maybe it was a bit harsh…’.
Apart from feeling such a feeble guilt, Pastor’s face, squatting in her corner, trembling and watery eyes, was still her favorite side dish two years later.
In any case, it was a day that neither Silk Blonde nor Paster would ever forget.
And now, the moment Pastor said to guess, the silk blonde felt that he had finally drawn his sword for revenge.
If you answer correctly, you will be asked to kiss the instep according to the correct answer. If I kiss the instep, from that moment on, I will forever admit that I am the master’s only bitch. Just like I did to the demon beasts I tamed…
Kissing the instep was an act that implied the meaning of dedicating everything to the owner. It was a fact that the silk blonde, who had made the beasts she had tamed up until now know all too well.
And kissing Pastor’s instep and submitting everything to him was what she had always wanted, ever since she realized she couldn’t hold him anymore.
But even so, there is one reason why she can’t answer easily.
Still, I want to kiss my first kiss on the lips of Passi…
Being naked and being treated like a dog, the first kiss was because I wanted to kiss the lips of the man I love.
Eventually she lowered her tail, averted her gaze from Pastor, and evaded her answer.
“Mo, I don’t know. I’m a soft-spoken bitch, so I don’t know if my master steps out like this.”
Pastor laughed as if he was laughing at the soft-spoken saying he didn’t know. It was just the way she turned her gaze to him, who knew why she was avoiding her answer.
Before work, when he ordered Lapis Julie to suck his cock, Lapis Julie sucked Pastor’s lips instead of his cock.
It was too dense and sticky to be called a first kiss, so I was confused, and because of that, I agreed with Lapis Julie’s words, ‘I sucked it thinking it was a dick because it looked like a dick.’
But now that she’s relaxed, she can realize that the reason Lapis Julie said that was because she just wanted to kiss him and she had no good excuse.
For Pastor, who realized that, a new common sense increased: ‘A woman wants to kiss her, but she is ashamed to say it, and she tells a lie that doesn’t make sense’.
So, the moment he heard her “I don’t know” From her mouth of her tumbleweed, Pastor knew that she wanted to kiss her lips instead of her own feet.
She held out her bare feet to the mallard and asked such a question, but saying she didn’t know was a very pointless lie.
Dog bitch… Ah, now she’s a real bitch. It just caught on anyway. It’s like giving her all her allegiance, wagging her tail gently, and losing weight because she’s at a disadvantage like this in the end.
It was an erroneous inference stemming from faulty common sense, but it was like catching a mouse while stepping backwards from a cow.
Sit like a soft dog, lie down. Seeing her gleefully obeying the same orders, Pastor felt her sadism and uneasiness at the same time.
Obviously, silk blondes are people, and if they are people, they can’t help but feel ashamed. How does he excitedly follow every command? What if he does something wrong and doesn’t satisfy you?
He worried about that on the inside, but he couldn’t reveal it outwardly.
The moment she showed her fear, it was clear that the cute little bitch would transform into a little bitch attacking her owner.
Owners who are afraid of their dogs do not qualify as owners. There’s no way the world’s best tamer, silk blonde, doesn’t know that.
So he had no choice but to continue to give her orders that were difficult for her to do, even though he felt no small amount of anxiety at the sight of her soft toy obeying her commands obediently.
The moment she refused or evaded her orders, he had a justification for her, and if only that justification for her, this fight was his victory.
If you win like that, from then on, I’ll collect everything I’ve accumulated so far and crush it with a 108-step, 40-step combo. Like a dog… No, bitch.
With one determination to be sure, he put on a relaxed smile, let out a sinister laugh, created an overwhelming atmosphere, and even mentioned the most special day to the silk blonde.
As a result, Pastor made Malang forget that he was a bitch Malang and become a human silk blonde, evading his answers.
The moment she evaded an answer by lying like a human being, the outcome of this fight was decided. The only thing left for them now is to determine a winner and a loser.
Pastor got up from his chair and sat down on the waist of a soft, no, silk blonde, who was averting his gaze.
“Huh?”
It wasn’t too much trouble for one Paster to sit on Malangi, an S-class Awakener. But she began to tremble with the pressure she felt from him sitting on her back.
Like a dog meeting a dog vendor.
What, what? Why is my body shaking all of a sudden?
Even the intuition of S-class awakeners was developed transcendence. So, the moment Pastor sat down silently, she realized that something was wrong.
“Not really. There’s no way the malang doesn’t know. Did you lie to the soft-headed master?”
“Huh?!”
At the fact that the lie was discovered, the mallard broke out in a cold sweat and made her body tremble even more.
Her guilt as her bitch that she had lied to her master, and her fear of being caught, opened her mouth against her.
Malrang, who did not have the courage to face that feeling, ended up making the worst possible move.
“Oh, no. I’ve never lied to my master…”
Even though she didn’t admit she lied to herself, Malang could see that things were going wrong.
“You lie not once, but twice? I can’t do it, mongrel. I need to get scolded.”
Eventually, a terrifying voice she had never heard came from Pastor’s mouth, and when his palms ran her huge ass down and touched her cunt, she knew what was about to happen.
“From now on, repeat in your heart that you have been fucked. You bitch.”
