06/22/2026 IVE - IVE Become Their Plaything II

PART I

Dark skies, the stars are twinkling, and the wind blows cold. Perfect night for a perfect… wild animal.

“Kghh– Arrgh— E-e-easy– HMPPP!” You’re grunting endlessly; pleading’s not a choice since you got your mouth muffled by soaked panties.

“Quiet! I’m a jockey, and you’re my horse! I’m the one who should be saying those easy, easy words!” Liz kept bouncing on you, wildly.

“A jockey that’ll jack you off whenever I want to~” She added, intensifying her hips rolling.

“Hmpp! Hm– Hmmp!” You are hopelessly groaning.

Is it good? Yes, absolutely. Banging IVE whenever, wherever, and however you want is a lottery. But is it also bad? That’s also a yes, since you’re badly beaten.

“You cumming? No… You can’t.” She stopped bouncing the moment she felt your dick throb inside her, resting her shapely butt on your hips.

“Say, manager-oppa… You felt lucky, right?” Liz leaned down, enough for you to see the details of her pretty doll face. Her eyelashes, tipped nose, and cute dimples are all perfect.

“Hmmmp!” It’s a groan of approval and disapproval at the same time.

You approved that you’re lucky, having Liz ride you and your dick sliding in and out of her fresh pussy? You are surely lucky.

But you disapproved of the way they do it.

As you know, you’re their plaything.

“Why does it feel like you’re disapproving? What? Do you feel unlucky? Oppa, do you really have no idea how many guys drool for me? Some of them even write lewd stories about us.” Her fingers dug into your shoulder; she must have felt insulted.

“Hmm– Hmmpp!” You can’t even defend yourself with her wet panties in your mouth. It’s so damp that you keep gulping every fluid coming from it.

“Oh, sorry.” She pulled it off your mouth.

“No—”

“No!?” She slapped you.

“AWW! It’s not—”

“Not!?” She slapped you on the other side.

“I feel so lucky!” You’re basically forced to say it, but honestly, your first sex with the girls is full of excitement until you find out that they’re just an endless loop of lustful women.

“Really?” She bounced happily, and your dick throbbed inside her as a response.

“But Liz, how did you know your fans were writing lewd stories about you?” You wonder if that’s where they got their sex attitude; reading those stories is unhealthy.

“I read them; Gaeul-unnie introduced them to us. Every time I read it… I felt so horny… Hmmm~” She began to continue pleasuring herself, leaning in closer until her lips landed on yours.

“I heard Wonyoung claimed your mouth?” She said in the middle of the kiss.

“Y-yes… that’s what she said.” You’re curious if the girls even recognize Wonyoung’s claim.

“Silly girl.” Her lips curled up and gave you a peck.

Did she really respect it?

“Tongue out.” She commanded a few seconds later.

Of course, she’ll not respect it. These girls are territorial; they’ll do anything to claim everything they feel like they should own.

Did you refuse her? Of course, no.

“Ahhhh…” You stick your tongue out the same way you did when Wonyoung asked you to stick it out.

“She wants this pink throbbing organ? I wonder why?” She puts her fingers into your mouth and plays with your tongue.

Her perfect, slender fingers are dancing with pink organ perfectly.

“God, it looks really alive.” She pulled your tongue out even more.

“I kept playing with my pussy with these fingers, and yet, your tongue gives different kinds of pleasure.” She leaned in.

She stuck her tongue out and let a spit drop on your tongue. A string of clear bubbly fluids connects your tongue and hers.

“Ahhhnmmp~” In just a few seconds after it, she closed the distance, her nose clashed with yours, then your tongues did the same.

Ropes, ribbons, strings, and now tongues… It's actually possible to tie a knot with it.

“Hmmm~”

For the first time in a while, you enjoy it. It's been a long time since you felt the thrill, and Liz's tongue made it possible. It's slick and slithering movements intertwining with yours in harmony.

“Looks like your baby junior's loving it~” She broke the kiss the moment she felt your dick twitch inside her.

tch inside her.

“Uhhh—hmp!” You can’t even say a word; she won’t let you and will devour your lips in an instant.

“How did Wonyoung claim it?” She trails kisses from your lips up to your ear and whispers.

You thought about that moment and remembered how Wonyoung did it.

“S-she spit… she spit on my mouth.” You muttered, scared of what's running on her dirty mind.

“Spit? That’s disgusting.” Liz giggled as if she didn’t let a drop of her own spit into your mouth earlier.

“Y-yea–”

“How about I piss in your mouth?” The girl in front of you dared to call spitting disgusting, and yet she wants to piss in your mouth.