Perfect World [EN]: Chapter 200

“Hehe. You are mine now.”

With those words, Beomseok’s rough hand delved into Jeremia’s tight workout pants.

Sensing his intentions, she gently closed her sharp eyes and took a deep breath. She realized that the time had come to meet her master. Jeremia trembled as she felt his touch caressing her petals.

“B, Beomseok-nim. Can I really serve you as my master now?”

“Hehe. Yes. I just got word. The deal is done. You will have to serve me for the rest of your life.”

With that, Beomseok grabbed her waist tightly and threw her into the nearby bushes. A few startled insects scattered in all directions, but it didn’t matter. Beomseok’s mind was consumed with the desire to possess Jeremia’s body, and no other thoughts could enter.

With the sound of fabric tearing, Jeremia’s lower body was exposed. Her long, beautifully stretched legs and supple skin were so tempting that Beomseok’s eyes were filled with lust.

‘What an amazing body.’

He thought, looking at the moisture between Jeremia’s folds, and reached out a finger to wet it. As expected of an elf, she was already prepared to meet her master. Unable to resist, Beomseok climbed on top of Jeremia, crushing her, and immediately tore off her workout top.

He gently caressed her full, bouncing breasts with both hands, looking at Jeremia.

“Jeremia. The waiting is over.”

She wrapped her arms around Beomseok’s neck, gazing at him with half-closed eyes.

“Yes, Beomseok-nim.”

He gave a faint smile, unbuckled the belt holding up his pants, and pulled out his erect member. Then, he placed Jeremia’s legs on his shoulders and rubbed the tip of his member against the small flower blooming on her lower body. His hips thrust forward. As the tip of his mushroom pushed into her small crevice, it expanded as if in response.

“Aah, aah…”

Jeremia’s sacred maidenhood stretched long under the brutal force, and with its destruction, innocent blood gushed out, staining his member. The red streaks flowing out of the junction and dripping onto the weeds on the ground caught Beomseok’s attention. His bloodshot eyes narrowed, proud that another sanctuary had succumbed beneath his lower body.

With passionate movements, he forcefully thrust his hips, completing the penetration.

“Hehehe. Now you are mine, no matter what anyone says. Hehehe.”

“Sniff. M, Master. I’m happy to serve you like this. Sniff.”

Jewel-like tears welled up again in Jeremia’s odd eyes, which were gradually turning pink. She instinctively realized that Beomseok was her master, feeling the hot, heavy sensation inside her lower body.

Beomseok looked at Jeremia’s gaze filled with longing and adoration, grabbed her hair tightly, and gave an evil smile.

“Hehe. I’m glad you’re my elf too. Now, I’m going to enjoy your body. Is that okay?”

“Sniff. Yes. Please enjoy me to your heart’s content.”

He vibrated his hips, and Jeremia squirmed, letting out a short moan. The friction of the angry object against her vulva caused severe pain. However, she showed endurance, willingly accepting Beomseok’s lust. Compared to the moments of despair in the past, the pain now was nothing. At this moment, her fellow gladiators were spending a long time of loneliness, not knowing when it would end.

‘Yes. I’m happy. I got my master like this.’

Jeremia’s expression changed subtly as she recognized that pain was happiness. The feeling that came every time Beomseok’s tip brushed against her flesh was so sweet. She soon swayed her hips slowly, matching his rhythm.

Thump. Thump. Thump, thump.

The sounds of rough flesh echoed around them as they shared their love with passionate movements. The blood-soaked giant repeatedly plunged into and out of Jeremia’s vulva, and the fluids flowing from their junction scattered in all directions, unable to withstand the passion.

“Hehehe. Our Jeremia’s body is amazing. It feels so good. Hahaha.”

Beomseok, his eyes red with lust, grabbed the slender waist of the alluring woman and lifted her up. Jeremia, hanging in the air, surprised for a moment, but soon calmed down and tilted her head to the side. Now that she could not take any action, it was a sign of obedience to leave everything to Beomseok.

Soon, he slammed Jeremia’s back against a nearby tree trunk and shook his hips with violent movements.

Thump, thump. Thump, thump.

“Aah. M, Master! Aah! Aah!”

Beomseok’s movements, soaked in pleasure, were merciless. He knew very well that she was still feeling pain, but he had no intention of being considerate. The sweet fragrance of the elf who had become a sex slave chased reason far from his mind.

Beomseok caressed her supple hips with both hands, continuing his intense hip movements.

‘Elves are the best after all.’

He pushed his member all the way in, brutally violating Jeremia’s petals. The mucous membranes and wrinkles felt inside the crevice. The deep moans and musty odor. Beomseok showed his utmost satisfaction on his face at the elf’s feast that satisfied his five senses. However, the man’s pure desire for conquest did not stop there. He passionately kissed Jeremia’s red lips and boldly penetrated his tongue, occupying another hole.

Thump. Thump. Thump, thump. Thump.

As the hot energy of love poured in, Jeremia’s instincts awakened. The pain she had felt until now gradually subsided, and a subtle stream of pleasure from her lower body began to wrap around her mind. Her eyes, which had met the waves of ecstasy, revealed a deep sensuality, and every movement exuded a coquetry that stimulated the senses. Beomseok, realizing that the elf’s time of passion had arrived, parted his lips and whispered in an excited voice.

“How does it feel? Doesn’t it feel like a wonderful ritual?”

“Ahhk. Y, Yes, Master. I, It’s so wonderful! How can it feel like this! Aah! Haaang!! Please hold me tighter! Haaang!!”

Beomseok, greatly stimulated by Jeremia’s request, thrust deeper into her hips. Thanks to this, the roughly colliding flesh heaved greatly, and a thick pink foam seethed at the junction where the two men and women’s lusts merged.

‘Cough. Already?’

A tingling sensation was transmitted to Beomseok’s mind for a moment. Because he had been too excited, he had reached the moment of climax faster than ever. Although he was embarrassed, he soon composed himself and decided to enjoy the pleasure of the moment. He was going to pour his alter ego into Jeremia as much as he wanted today, for Jeremia who had been waiting for him for a long time.

Beomseok, still shaking his hips strongly, opened the tightly blocked dam and poured white, thick love potion into her valley without hesitation.

Thump, thump. Thump, thump, thump.

The fluid that had just been sprayed was pushed out by the pressure due to the continuous piston movement, and it soaked the tree roots that protruded above the ground. Jeremia’s body was gradually soiled by the master’s constant desire, but she willingly enjoyed the current pleasure.

“Aah! Master! Aah! Haaang!”

After several emissions, the beautiful voice of a woman was heard in the distance. Some of the elf gladiators from Golden Lion, who had come to take a break, were chatting happily and walking towards the park. Startled, Beomseok quickly pulled out his member and picked up the scattered clothes around him. He had engaged in intercourse in another team’s training camp, so if he got caught, he would be thoroughly humiliated.

Holding a pile of clothes in his arms, he said to Jeremia.

“Jeremia! Isn’t there anywhere to hide?”

Jeremia looked around and pointed to the low but lush trees.

“There’s a large rainwater outlet over there. You can hide inside.”

“Really? Then let’s go quickly.”

Beomseok grabbed her wrist, passed through the trees, and hid inside the rainwater outlet that continued alone. Fortunately, the elves who came out for a walk in the park were sitting on a nearby bench, chattering and playing, without knowing anything.

Beomseok, who peeked out and looked at them, sighed a long sigh of relief. The elves had set up their seats on the opposite side of the frenzy, and the wind was blowing in the opposite direction, so there was no chance of the smell spreading.

Beomseok, who put his body back into the hall, approached Jeremia inside.

“It seems like we haven’t been caught. But just in case, we need to get dressed quickly and get out of here.”

After saying that, Beomseok looked at his member. It was dirty with the remnants of the act, so he thought his clothes might get dirty. There was a shirt in the bundle he brought, so he could just wipe it off, but he hesitated for some reason. It was clothes he had received as a gift from Gloria. After much deliberation, he finally looked at Jeremia. The sight of her covered in white and red reminded him of a hot dog with ketchup and mayonnaise.

“Jeremia. Come here for a second?”

“Yes, Master. What’s wrong?”

“Hehe. There’s something I need you to do.”

She answered without hesitation to the first order as a master.

“Yes. I’ll do anything for my master. Just tell me.”

“Bring your mouth over here.”

When Beomseok pointed to his member with his finger, Jeremia smiled faintly and sat down in front of him on her knees, leaning forward. It had been a while, but she had learned it at the Elf School, so she could guess what his intentions were.

She looked up at Beomseok’s face and said in a bright tone.

“Then, Master. I will serve you.”

After saying that, Jeremia slowly brought her soft tongue to his member, which was slowly gaining strength, and licked off the dirt on the outside.

Beomseok stroked her hair as if caressing a pet, as if she were a puppy sucking on his finger.

“Our Jeremia is doing very well. I should get service often.”

Jeremia blushed, feeling good about her master’s praise, and gradually submerged the tip of her body into her mouth, starting from the tip.

Soon, the soft, moist flesh that was rolled up stood out sharply and penetrated the urethra. Beomseok, who felt so sweet, let out a small nasal sound and calmly closed his eyes. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to violently violate her mouth, but he had to refrain from doing so because some of the Golden Lion’s elf gladiators were resting nearby.

“Chup. Chup. Chuuup.”

Saliva containing foam flowed slightly from Jeremia’s mouth, which was slowly moving her head up and down, making a deep friction sound. Her body fluids were perfectly clean, as if she had already sucked out all the remaining liquid on the outside and passed it into her throat. Then it would be okay to stop now, but Beomseok leisurely enjoyed Jeremia’s service.

“Good. Very good.”

Jeremia’s fellatio skills showed a step forward. She was wrapping his member with her affectionate tongue, adding a deep fragrance. Before he knew it, Beomseok’s thing was standing tall as if it would burst and filled her mouth.

“Chuuup. Chup. Chup. Chuuup.”

Beomseok, who had fallen into lust again, slyly opened one eye and looked at Jeremia. Right now, she was caressing the stem with her hands and tongue, adding all kinds of sincerity. At that moment, he grabbed Jeremia’s wrist and stopped the act.

“A, Are you going to stop now?”

She looked at Beomseok with regret. It was because she hadn’t been able to show all the skills she had learned at the Elf School yet. Of course, she would serve him as her master for the rest of her life, so she would have another chance someday, but she couldn’t help but feel a sense of regret. She wanted to impress Beomseok today and be loved.

However, she realized that it was just a useless worry when he roughly knocked her down and crushed her under his crotch. Beomseok’s eyes were like those of a male beast in front of its prey. That was it.

“Stop what stop. I think I’ll have to stay here a little longer. Anyway, this is inside the hall, so the sound won’t spread outside.”

Although it wasn’t certain, Beomseok was so sure. For the sake of the current act, any sloppy justification seemed acceptable. He shoved the re-grown member into Jeremia’s vulva and shook his hips wildly, unleashing the instincts of a man to his heart’s content.

However, was it a problem that he released too much? Some time later, the elf gladiators of Golden Lion, who had overheard the strange moaning sounds, came into the hall, and the chaotic scene was revealed in broad daylight. Still, Beomseok continued to enjoy Jeremia’s body. What could he do since he had already been caught? Now that his face had been crumpled as much as it could be, he had to at least get some compensation by sucking out the ppong [Korean slang for ‘benefit’ or ‘advantage’].

============================ Author’s Notes ============================

I came home drunk and I’m out of my mind. I think I should go to bed early today.

Then everyone have a nice day. I’ll see you at the same time tomorrow.