“Hmmng.”

The pointed, curled tip of his tongue quickly tickled her protruding n*pple. Meanwhile, the opposite br*ast was firmly gripped in his hand, being scratched roughly by his nails.

“Huhh, huh, ung.”

“If you’re lying, I’ll tear your p*ssy apart.”

Muho, holding her n*pple bud between his teeth, looked up at Rosé with raised eyes. Seeing her face flushed red with pleasure, he quickly became er*ect below.

Ah, she was truly lovable. He would make her a breeding vessel and not let her out until her belly became fat. Because…

“I love you too, Rosé.”

That was his way of protecting a beloved partner.

* * *

How many more hours had passed?

After filling her stomach with berries and rabbit meat, she seemed to have fallen asleep from exhaustion. She might have continued sleeping, but unfortunately, the urge to urinate began.

Rosé opened her eyes and looked around. Her hands, which had been tied behind her, were moved to the front after pleading with her master, but she still couldn’t move freely.

She managed to raise her upper body by twisting from side to side. But the important toilet was nowhere to be seen.

“Master……”

Rosé finally decided to wake Muho, who was sleeping beside her. He must have been in a light sleep, as he got up immediately without much stirring.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Master, I……”

Rosé’s lips hesitated. She felt ashamed to say she needed to pee. But if she continued like this, she would wet the cloth wrapped around her like a diaper.

“I need… to pee……”

Rosé’s ears turned bright red as she lowered her head deeply. She couldn’t bear the embarrassment.

“I said you could hold it for a long time.”

Muho snickered as if it were nothing and stroked Rosé’s thigh. Under that suggestive touch, Rosé turned even redder and said,

“Hmng…… please show me the bathroom.”

“Bathroom? Does it look like there’s such a thing here?”

Muho sneered and inserted his body between Rosé’s legs. Through the widely spread gap, he could see the wrap, wet in the middle.

Had the s*men leaked out after all? Grumbling that it was a waste, Muho gently rubbed Rosé’s cl*toris with his thumb.

“Hahh, not now, huh, don’t touch…!”

“Why? You feel like you’re going to cum?”

Muho’s face spread with a mischievous smile. Rosé couldn’t bring herself to answer and just nodded. He laughed more audibly and quickly teased her cl*toris in circular motions.

Rosé’s b*ttocks pulled up tightly, trying to hold in her urine. Muho scratched around her urethra with his nail, as if challenging her to endure more.

“Huaah, ah! No, please!”

“I don’t have a toilet for you. Just go. That’s what you’re wearing it for.”

He eventually pressed his palm firmly on her belly, where her bladder bulged. Rosé’s face grew urgent. The dull urge that had been tormenting her now made her toes tingle. She felt like she might have an accident any moment.

“Ah……! Master, it’s coming, it’s coming out!”

Her urethra, which she had been desperately clenching, began to flutter. She kept losing strength. After noticing a small wet spot, Muho continued to tease her cl*toris and whispered tenderly,

“You need to pee. Can’t you go even with this help? Come on, go pee-pee.”

“Huang, ah, aaah!”

Finally, a stream of urine burst from her completely relaxed urethra. The middle of the white cloth wrapped tightly around her p*ssy became yellowish wet.

A sense of relief came from resolving her pent-up excretion. Simultaneously, the self-loathing of having been seen in a scene that shouldn’t be shown tormented Rosé.

“Huuk, I hate this, no. Don’t look……”

Tears welled up in her eyes. Muho smiled with satisfaction at that fragile face.

A woman who could do nothing without him. A woman who needed his hands for everything from eating to urinating to survive.

He was literally her only guardian. So he could raise her however he pleased.

“Don’t cry. I’ll change you right away.”

Muho kissed both her cheeks and quickly brought a wet cloth and a new wrap. Could he really be planning to change her into a new one?

“I won’t wear it, I’ll pee in the bathroom! Huk, Master!”

Rosé pushed away Muho’s hands with her bound hands in horror. It was a futile resistance.

“Where do you think you are. Stay still before I tie your hands behind your back again.”

Muho clicked his tongue as if caring for a troublesome child and began untying the wrap knot with unrestrained hands.

Soon, the cloth soaked with urine was revealed. Rosé, who had been panting until then, could only quiver her lips tearfully without saying anything when her p*ssy was exposed.

“You peed a lot.”

Rosé finally burst into tears at his deliberately mocking tone and confessed,

“It’s because of you, huk, you touched me so I peed!”

She tried to hold it in. She couldn’t wet herself like a child at her age. If there had been a bathroom, or even a chamber pot, she would have somehow endured and relieved herself there.

So wetting herself was entirely her master’s fault. He didn’t show her where to pee, stimulated her front, and pressed firmly on her belly until he finally made her wet herself.

“Hey, that’s why I’m cleaning you like this. Have you ever seen a man do this much for you? Only me.”

He grinned mischievously and, true to his word, began wiping her moist p*ssy with a wet cloth.

From the pubic hair sprinkled with urine drops to her urethra, and then her p*ssy. But his touch was so suggestive that moans escaped through Rosé’s lips.

He even pretended to wipe urine with the cloth while tickling her vaginal opening with his pinky finger. He acted like he had slipped accidentally, but she knew from his smiling face that it was intentional.

“Heuung…… Master, don’t do thaat……”

“Don’t do what? Would you rather walk around smelling like piss?”

Rosé shook her head, feeling upset. Muho laughed, finding her expression amusing, and suddenly kissed her now-clean p*ssy.

“Maaster, it’s dirty……”

“It’s fine since I cleaned it thoroughly. Ha, smells good.”

His straight nose bridge buried between her trembling l*bia. She felt his obscene breath sniffing, then a thick tongue lightly licked the fluttering entrance. He pushed deeper. Rosé’s b*ttocks twitched.

Her soft l*bia fluttered with his tongue movements. Muho stiffened his tongue tip and pushed it between the folds, opening her vaginal entrance in a circle.

“Don’t put it in, ahng!”

Despite saying she hated it, she spread her groin wide open. Muho gripped her br*ast firmly and buried his face deeper into her p*ssy. His high nose bridge crushed her cl*t. He sucked on her vaginal entrance, which was leaking fluid, with his lips.

Slurp, sluuurp, slurp. He sucked up all the wet fluids clinging to both her outer and inner flesh.

He seemed to have sucked up all the fluids from the shallow areas, but Muho felt unsatisfied. To drink the fluid pooled in the deep folds, more love juice needed to flow out. Perhaps he should stimulate her cl*toris more.

Muho pointed his tongue and licked her triangularly er*ect cl*toris. Huaa, eu, aaahng! Rosé’s screams grew louder when the nerve-packed flesh was stimulated. Thanks to that, sticky fluid gushed out enough to dangle from the tip of Muho’s chin.

The well had filled, so all that remained was to drink it up. Her l*bia already spread wide open from being sucked earlier. Her inner walls were also moist, in perfect condition for sucking.

“F*ck, it’s flowing…… Look at it pooling at your back hole. I’m proud you’ve learned to pee from your p*ssy too.”

“No, haang, no… don’t looook!”

“What do you mean no? You’re squirting p*ssy juice like this.”

Muho inserted his middle finger into her vaginal entrance and twirled it around, showing her. No flood compared to this flood. Her hole gaped when he pushed in and wrinkled when he pulled out, begging him not to leave. When he thrust in roughly, challenging her to die trying, she finally squirted.

“Huaaah! Ah! Aaaahng!”

“I just cleaned your p*ssy, and you’re already squirting. You really have no patience.”

Muho shook off his dripping palm and sucked his fingers. The new fluid was warmer and slipperier than the pooled fluid. Fresh p*ssy secretions would taste even more amazing.

“Huaah, Master, stop sucking, ahng……!”

“Stop? Is this gaping hole telling me to stop?”

He spat saliva onto her moist l*bia. His tongue, flapping like a dog drinking water, cleaned the side path next to her cl*toris. His tongue, having done its duty of mixing well, then stabbed deep into her hole.

“Ha, f*ck, so, hu, delicious.”

Her vaginal folds had swollen more than before, making the fluid pooled between them much stickier. The mucus stretched so much that it kept sticking to his tongue.

Muho firmly grabbed Rosé’s squirming b*ttocks and extended his tongue as long as possible, like he was kissing. Slurp, sluuurp, slurp. Love juice that he couldn’t swallow completely dripped down his chin as he sucked her p*ssy like a thirsty beggar.

“Huah, hua, aaahng! There feels strange, huat, it’s becoming strange……!”

Muho’s Adam’s apple moved constantly. The more clumsily she struggled, the more obscene his tongue movements became.

“Huh, ahh, ah, ahh, Master, ah, I, wait, hua, aaahng!”

Suddenly her l*bia trembled violently, and her vaginal opening contracted strongly. Muho seized the moment and thrust three fingers deep while sucking her cl*toris.

“Huah, ah, ah, ah, aaaa!”

Rosé grabbed the blanket, arched her back, and trembled all over. Soon, clear urine burst from her widely spread vaginal entrance. Air seemed to enter her v*gina as it gaped, making puff, pufff sounds when he fingered her.