Hypno Hero in a Party

Yeong-woo ran his hand over Zaid’s lower body. Despite not being erect, it’s clearly huge in shape, and he can’t imagine how imposing it will be when it is.

‘Well, he won’t be able to use this weapon, and he’ll be enjoying his backside.’

Yeong-woo ran his tongue across his lips and said to Zaid.

“Zaid, now shake it like I showed you.”

Following his words, Zaid took out his eggplant from his pants. It was enormous even through the fabric, but once it came out, it was even more impressive. Is it true that if you’re big, everything else is big too?

Anyway, it’s time to turn [Lust] into [Excitement]. Yeong-woo knows what happens when you give these people pleasure.

As Zaid starts to masturbate, Yeong-woo continues to make suggestive comments.

“[Good]. Shake it like that. [You’re doing well]. Touch your balls, too. Oh, and squeeze your chest. Why are your nipples so small compared to your body? [Good boy], don’t hold your moan. Yes, take the nipple there and pinch it. Now you’re doing it without me telling you to, aren’t you? [Right].”

“Huff…, Uuhhh… Hngh.”

Zaid played with his nipples and carrot as Yeong-woo instructed, his body burning with pleasure and the . His hands sped up as the rush of pleasure and excitement grew, and he moved them quickly, instinctively seeking pleasure and slipping into a blissful trance.

*Squelch* *Fap* *Fap* *Fap*

“Uugh…! Haa..”

Yeong-woo stroked Zaid’s hair as he caught his breath after c*mming on his hand. Zaid stared at Yeong-woo with a glazed over expression. Yeong-woo whispered to Zaid, hiding his sordid inner thoughts.

“Did you feel good? Don’t you want to keep experiencing it?”

Zaid blinked at Yeong-woo’s words, then gave a small nod.

“Then you’ll listen to my [Command], right?”

“…Yeah.”

Zaid, who has agreed to Yeong-woo’s [Suggestion], will now listen to commands instead of favors. Now, even if a stronger suggestion is made, he will find it hard to refuse. Just as Yeong-woo was about to show a satisfied expression, an alarm went off.

*Ding!*

[Skill [Suggestion] has improved. Level has increased! (D) → (C)]

After reading the text in front of him, Yeong-woo caressed Zaid’s cheek and ordered.

“Then call me [Master].”

“Master.”

“Good job, Zaid.”

“Yes….”

Seeing the fierce-looking individual displaying a submissive attitude, a strange sense of conquest strongly emerged.

The Molo Tribe is a peaceful race, but their high pride means they don’t serve anyone. Additionally, ruling over the Molo tribe is considered as possessing strong military power, so enslaving them is prohibited.

‘In my case, it wouldn’t matter, because he’d be a s*x sl*ve.’

Yeong-woo thought as he patted Zaid’s head once more.

Then, he lifted Zaid’s body, made him grip the bench, and stuck his b*tt out. Yeong-woo pulled Zaid’s pants all the way down over his pelvis. Zaid looked back in Yeong-woo’s direction, embarrassed.

Still, his hands stayed calmly on the bench. As a sign of being good, Yeong-woo gave his b*ttocks a gentle smack.

“Ugh….”

“You’re a slut. Are you feeling this now?”

“Aack…that’s….”

*Slap!*

“Be honest. I’ll make you feel better if you do.”

“Hah… Good… Master.”

“Puhaha. I’d believe you if you told me you were a succubus instead of a Molo.”

Zaid’s reaction, with his reddened b*ttocks twitching and shaking, resembled that of an aroused b*tch. Yeong-woo slowly admired his appearance, gently stroking the b*ttocks he had smacked.

His under-skin was slightly lighter than the exposed bronze tone, complementing the firm yet smooth texture of his b*ttocks well. He tensed against Yeong-woo’s touch, then relaxed, groaning at the slap.

Yeong-woo lowered his hand to Zaid’s ass, rubbing his @n*$ below the hip bone.

“Zaid you’ve never used this before, so I’m going to have to work my way in. You’ll have to loosen yourself later. So you can give [Master] your hole anytime.”

“Y-Yes… Uugh!”

Yeong-woo then plunged his middle finger into Zaid’s @n*$. Even though there is no lubricant and it feels rough, it was still possible to squeeze in since Zaid’s copious c*m coated the entrance.

“Ugh, ugh! Master… ! It hurts, ugh… !”

A finger that intrudes on someone who has never used a hole before must be painful. If so,

“Zaid, feel it carefully. It’s not just pain, right? You were moaning when I hit your b*tt earlier. Don’t pretend to be hurt by it.”

It was easy for him to switch from [Pain] to [Pleasure] in his senses. Yeong-woo implied that the pleasant ache Zaid felt from the spanking earlier was similar to the pain he was feeling now.

Then, excitement reappeared on Zaid’s face that had been furrowing its brows in pain. Yeong-woo, observing Zaid’s expression, quickly raised his finger and stabbed at the inner wall.

*Squelch* *Poke* *Squelch* *Stab*

“Huff! Aah! Hnngh!! Master! Maaster!!”

The way he seemed to enjoy the relentless thrusting of his ass was quite enticing. Yeong-woo increased the number of fingers, widening Zaid’s hole.

“…Huff Euung! Haa!”

“You feel that. Are you naturally horny or are you just rolling around somewhere?”

“N-No… Uungh!”

*Fap* *Squelch* *Squelch*

Before he knew it, the hole had loosened and become slick. The hole slowly swallowed the fingers, filling up with all but the thumb.

“Is this really your first time? If it’s like this, you must be a natural,” Yeong-woo teased Zaid.

“Or is it that the Molo Tribe is banned from slavery because they might become sex slaves?”

“Aaah, Master…!”

“Just wait. I’ll give you something better, so don’t be impatient.”

When the hand was suddenly withdrawn, Zaid staggered back and called out in a raspy voice. As if it had been deprived of a delicious treat, the hole twitched, and Yeong-woo teased it with his erect carrot.

Then he rammed his carrot relentlessly into Zaid’s hole.

“Heok..! Uuugh!”

Zaid strained against the sudden thrust of the carrot inside him until the muscles in his arms stiffened. The tearing pain quickly gave way to pleasure, and he lost himself in the rush of pleasure. Zaid’s h*le clamped down on Yeong-woo’s carrot.

“Aah! Hhngh! Haa!”

“Mmm, are you trying to chop me off? Relax.”

*Slap*