Audition Plans
The Doctor’s moan reverberated through the narrow utility room. “Haaang…♡”
It hadn’t been long since the foreplay started. I was barely even touching her—just gently stroking—and yet the space between her thighs was already soaking wet. I lifted the hand that had been caressing her pussy and smirked.
“Noona.”
“Whyyy…”
“Aren’t you getting a little too excited?”
“It’s because… because you’re the one touching me…”
Was she even more aroused after my love confession? Or was it the fact that we were standing in the same room as Edward Parsons’ belongings? Probably both.
I placed my palm beneath the Doctor’s right breast and slowly closed my fingers, pressing down. “Hngh…!” The moment my thumb and index finger began to flick her stiffened nipple, the hand she’d rested between my shoulder and neck started to tremble. It wasn’t just her hand—her legs were shaking too. Her entire body was quivering faintly. Much more intensely than usual. The result of several overlapping emotions, no doubt.
I need to lay the foundation today so the Doctor learns to feel pleasure from betrayal.
While gazing at her intently, I reached out with my free hand and picked up the framed photo on the shelf.
“Ah…!”
The startled Doctor instinctively reached out to snatch it back, then froze. I slowly shook my head and asked in a low voice, “Haven’t you made up your mind yet?”
“N-no! I have! It’s just… I’ve kept it for such a long time…”
“Something you’re attached to?”
“I used to be… but not anymore.”
“Then can I throw it away?”
“…..”
“Do you feel bad for your husband if I do?”
“I-it’s not that…”
Like hell it isn’t. Guilt toward Edward Parsons was written all over her face. She must have steeled herself before entering the utility room, but actually seeing the memento made her feel genuinely sorry. Proof that my conquest of her was still incomplete.
Yes. She needed to reach the point where she would go insane the moment I was out of her sight for even a second. She needed to become someone who would commit murder for me. Only then could I call it true conquest. I had already instilled the dependence. The next stages were borderline personality disorder and delusions. Since I had been laying the groundwork for those for a while now, they would develop naturally in daily life. Of course I couldn’t just sit back—I would need to use various methods—but we had plenty of time.
“Be honest. You feel sorry for your husband, don’t you?”
“…..”
The Doctor, who had been flushed with arousal, now wore a tearful expression. She seemed terrified that telling the truth would make me angry. I showed her the gentlest face I could manage and reassured her. After a moment she let out a long sigh and nodded obediently.
“Yes…”
“I see.”
“B-but I love you the most right now. So please give me time. I’ll try to forget him…”
Don’t try to forget him on purpose. Forget him naturally. Until then, keep comparing me to your husband. You must realize I am superior to him in every way and regret ever marrying such a worthless man. I’ll make you sincerely believe that loving a mere “human” was utterly disgusting.
“All right. I trust you, Noona.”
“Thank you… thank you, Jihyeok…”
“But you lied to me, didn’t you?”
“Huh…?”
“You still feel attached to it, but you lied and said you didn’t because you were afraid I’d be disappointed. Right?”
The Doctor’s face crumpled with distress. She hung her head and admitted it meekly.
“Yes… that’s right. I’m sorry…”
“You don’t need to apologize. You just need to be punished.”
“P-punished…? You don’t mean…”
The Doctor looked horrified. I closed my eyes gently and shook my head.
“I’m not going to leave you.”
“Ah…”
The Doctor breathed a sigh of relief. She seemed to think she had dodged the worst possible outcome. But then she looked up at me with a puzzled expression.
“Then what kind of punishment…”
“You’re already thinking you deserve one?”
“Yes… because I lied to you… of course I should be punished… If I take my punishment, will you forgive me?”
“Yes, I’ll forgive you.”
“Okay… what do I have to do?”
“From now until we leave this utility room, you just have to obey everything I say and answer every question honestly and immediately. Can you do that?”
“I can…”
“Turn around and spread your legs.”
At those words the Doctor swallowed hard. A faint smile even played at the corners of her lips. She was probably thinking this was exactly what she had been hoping for. She quickly turned, placed her hands on the shelf, and spread her legs a little wider than shoulder width. She didn’t forget to arch her upper body down flexibly either.
I pulled down my pants, took out my cock, and pressed it between the Doctor’s now-slender thighs.
“Huu… huu…”
The Doctor began letting out thin moans. I rubbed the tip of my cock against her pussy and asked,
“Want me to put it in?”
“Put it in…”
The moment she said that, the Doctor lowered her hips, trying to swallow me. But when I placed my hand on her ass and pushed her forward, she let out a disappointed “Ah…”
“Who said you could put it in without permission? Looks like you’re not ready to be punished yet.”
I scolded her in a slightly lowered voice and pulled my lower body back. The Doctor hurriedly apologized.
“I’m sorry… Ah! D-don’t pull out…! I was wrong… I was wrong…”
“Do you love me, Noona?”
“Yes… I love you…”
“More than your husband?”
“…..”
The Doctor, who had been shaking her hips from side to side to seduce me, suddenly froze. But then she nodded.
“More than my husband… I love you more…”
Squelch…
“Haaah…♡”
I kept only the head inside her and stayed still. Even as the Doctor let out sweet, coquettish cries and clearly wanted to swallow my entire length, she desperately held herself back. It seemed she had learned from my earlier behavior. Giving appropriate rewards at the right time was important—like training a three- or four-month-old puppy.
While staying in that state, I pushed my cock in just a little further, teasing her with the possibility of going deeper. The Doctor’s legs began to tremble more violently. The spread lips of her pussy seemed to twitch and gasp.
“Huuu… huuu…”
“Should I put it all the way in?”
“Mmm… put it in…”
“I don’t want to. This is the hole my husband’s cock used to enter.”
“…..”
“It’s dirty.”
At those words the Doctor let out a sob. She looked utterly heartbroken. I gripped both of her ass cheeks tightly and thrust my hips forward.
Squuuueeeelch…!
My cock pushed her labia inward as it sank deep inside her.
“Haaang♡”
The Doctor’s whole body shuddered as she cried out loudly. Maybe because it was right after my love confession, her pussy was gripping me exceptionally hard today. I kept my cock buried to the root and grabbed her ass.
“Does it feel good?”
“Hic… it feels good…! It’s so deep…!”
“Better than your husband’s cock?”
“Yeees…! It feels better than my husband’s…!”
“Was your husband’s small?”
“It was… it was small… smaller than yours, Jihyeok…!”
“It must have been a tiny dick. Right?”
“…..”
The Doctor hesitated. I slowly began to pull out as if I were going to withdraw completely, urging her for an answer. Just as my cock, glistening with her juices, was about to slip out, she answered in a panic.
“It was! It was a tiny dick!”
A satisfactory answer. She had hesitated, which was a shame, but since this was her first time being verbally degraded, I could be understanding. Time to give her a reward. I thrust back in with one smooth motion.
Thrust!
“Hyaaah!”
“You couldn’t be satisfied with your husband’s, could you?”
“I couldn’t…”
“What about mine?”
“It feels so good… compared to my husband’s, it’s so thick… so big…”
Slap! Slap!
“Huuuugh! Ahk♡”
Not only did she answer, she even added words that pleased me, so I rewarded her with two more full strokes. She must have caught on by now. I stayed completely still with my cock buried to the hilt. The Doctor glanced back at me. After a moment she turned her gaze forward again and continued.
“Yours and my husband’s… can’t even be compared… His was pathetic…”
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!
“Kyaa…♡”
Violent pistoning. The Doctor gripped the shelf so hard it looked like it might break. Her white knuckles were flushed red from the pressure. This was enough degradation training for the first day. I couldn’t expect too much right away. Since she had asked for time, I should show her some mercy.
I focused on giving the Doctor as much pleasure as possible. I also made sure to act even more aroused than usual today, leaving room for the possibility of giving her unimaginable ecstasy in the future as well.
After our thick, sticky sex ended, I showered with the Doctor and then sat on the sofa. She was pressing buttons on the new TV remote, her face deeply flushed. It was clear the session in the utility room had satisfied her greatly. Yet a shadow of worry lingered on one side of her expression. She seemed to feel genuinely sorry for degrading her husband in the name of pleasure.
I lay down, resting my head on her lap. Then I looked up at her with loving eyes.
“Noona.”
“Yes…?”
“I love you.”
This too was part of her training. By expressing love first, I hoped to ease her guilt a little and lower her resistance the next time I degraded her. If it worked, good. If not, it would still deepen her love for me. There was nothing to lose by saying it.
The Doctor’s face was painted over with happiness.
“I love you too…”
“I have to go to work tomorrow, so you’ll be alone.”
“Work…? Do you really have to go?”
“It’s an important meeting, so I can’t skip it. And don’t call me every thirty minutes like last time. I’ll contact you first.”
“O-okay… When will you be back?”
“It depends. While I’m out, want to go to Uijeongbu and bring back some food?”
The Doctor sighed and nodded.
“I’ll do that. Then I should stop by the salon too.”
“The salon?”
“I want to get my hair cut… Why? Should I not?”
“No, do whatever you want. Use my car. I’ll take yours tomorrow and leave it at the shop for maintenance.”
“Okay… I’m sorry…”
“Why do you always say sorry? It’s fine.”
The Doctor leaned down, kissed my forehead while I lay there, and gently tidied my hair. As I enjoyed the pleasant sensation of her touch, I thought about how I would soon have to corner her using the location tracker installed on her phone. That tracker was her greatest self-sabotage. Not using it would be stupid.
And soon I’ll take her to the lab, call Sehwa over, and let her watch us have sex. That should amplify the Doctor’s violent tendencies. After that, I’ll find an opportunity to call Yuria too. I’ll make it look like a coincidence and show her my secret meeting with Yuria. I wonder what face the Doctor will make when she sees it—when she realizes I’m not only dating Sehwa.
She’ll be utterly shocked, won’t she?
“Why are you smiling?”
The Doctor looked down at me with a puzzled expression. I must have been smiling without realizing it while imagining those perverted scenarios. Without answering, I turned my head and blew a raspberry against her belly. She burst into giggles and I hugged her waist tightly.
Tomorrow I need to meet Chae Bo-young. I should lay the groundwork for bringing Stella Hayley in.