EP 1. Training (Kisses and Caresses)
After leaving the theater, their next destination was a motel.
It was probably the inevitable endpoint of this date.
She had expected they would end up in a place like this.
That lust-crazed wolf of a man would never simply let her go.
But when the moment actually arrived, fear suddenly gripped her.
“What’s wrong? Already excited?”
When she stood frozen with a stiff expression, her senior placed a hand on her waist and spoke with a mischievous grin.
Jieun stared at him in silence.
She refused to admit it, yet there was truth in Kanghyuk’s words. To any onlooker, she looked like nothing more than a vulgar, decadent exhibitionist in heat.
Flushed cheeks, ragged breathing, a body drenched in sweat.
Her thick pussy lips had completely swallowed the black lace panties, and thick arousal now oozed between them. The slick fluid had soaked her thighs and left wet footprints on the floor beneath her.
Her nipples stood erect, clearly visible through her clothes.
She remained oblivious to all these blatant signs only because she lacked awareness and sensitivity as a woman.
Kanghyuk quietly enjoyed that fact without pointing it out.
“Let’s wash up first.”
Once they reached the room, her senior spoke up.
“You sweated a lot too, Jieun. You must feel sticky.”
“...It’s fine. You wash first.”
“What are you saying, Jieun? We’re washing together.”
Her senior approached from behind and embraced her as he spoke.
Jieun shot him a displeased glare.
“Why? If taking your clothes off is hard, want me to do it for you?”
“...I’ll do it myself.”
Jieun slowly removed her clothes.
She should have felt disgusted and miserable, yet with each layer she shed, her mood lifted and the aching in her body eased slightly.
It was probably because she was obeying this man’s words.
Separate from her mind, her body wanted to follow his commands.
The “favor” that had accumulated over time was finally manifesting as clear symptoms.
That was likely why her body had felt abnormally sensitive in the theater.
After removing everything above the waist, Jieun lowered her hands.
She took off her skirt, then hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties.
The moment she pulled them down, the thoroughly soaked fabric peeled away from her inner folds with a wet sound. With the string that had been plugging her hole gone, thick, viscous arousal poured out in sticky strands, dripping onto the floor.
“Hng...♥”
Jieun’s face turned an even deeper shade of red.
She had been ignoring it until now, but the moment she saw it, denial became impossible.
Her body was desperately craving this man’s affection—his love.
“You look even more fuckable now that you’re naked. My cute little Jieun.”
Her senior placed his hands on her waist from behind and stroked her slowly as he spoke.
She should have felt disgusted, yet his rough hands now felt as soft and tender as down.
Jieun looked at the mirror in front of her.
Reflected there was a lewd, decadent woman.
That detestable man had changed every part of her without any consent, as if declaring that she was already his possession.
But what disturbed her even more than that was the fact that this unfamiliar reflection was starting to feel familiar.
“Shall we go wash up now?”
Her senior stepped closer from behind and whispered while brushing her hair aside.
She felt something press against the space between her legs.
Looking down, she saw a long, thick shaft.
Jieun’s face flushed as she startled.
She had seen it once before, but it still looked massive.
“Or do you want to do it right here?”
Her senior asked with a lecherous smile.
Jieun shot him a glare, then turned toward the bathroom.
Perhaps because it was a fairly large and expensive motel, the bathroom was well-equipped. Mood lighting was installed throughout, and the heart-shaped tub was large enough for several people. One wall was made of glass, allowing a view of the city lights if the curtains were opened, and a television was mounted on another wall.
“Last time you washed me, Jieun, so this time I’ll wash you.”
Her senior said.
The words were unexpected.
She had assumed he would use the excuse of washing her to make the same shameless, perverted demands as before.
But she realized within minutes that her assumption had been naive.
Under the pretense of washing her, her senior began thoroughly touching her with soap-lathered hands—focusing exclusively on her most sensitive areas.
“Haaah...♥”
His hands started at her shoulders, slid down her collarbones, and reached her breasts, where they caressed her nipples and the surrounding skin with slow, deliberate, and meticulous strokes.
“Mm. With this size and shape, you’ll be able to feed plenty of milk when you become a mother later, Jieun. Whether it’s your husband or your children.”
“I’m... not interested in that sort of thing...? Haang♥”
As if scolding her for talking back, her senior pressed down firmly on her clit.
Startled, she nearly bit her tongue.
The moment he touched it, her vision flashed white.
Jieun belatedly realized she had just come and felt flustered.
“You know what, Jieun? Your body is incredibly honest.”
“What...?”
“You’re starting to feel it too, aren’t you? Your mind resists, but your body doesn’t. The fact that I can touch you freely without your permission is proof. You don’t actually hate my touch. More precisely, your body doesn’t. No matter where I touch, your body accepts it with joy—that’s why I’m allowed to touch you.”
“Th-that’s nonsense...!”
“Is it really?”
Her senior replied confidently and pressed his fingertips into her lower abdomen.
“You know, if I feel like it, I can adjust your menstrual cycle however I want. Your body strongly desires my sperm. One word from me and your body will instantly optimize itself for pregnancy.”
“L-lies! You’re just... bluffing... right?!”
“Yeah? You don’t believe me?”
Her senior wrapped an arm around her head and pulled her close.
At a distance where their breaths mingled, he looked down at her before kissing her.
“Jieun.”
After a long, deep kiss where their tongues intertwined, he pulled away and whispered in a low, sweet voice.
Jieun flinched.
The moment he called her name, her hips automatically bucked upward.
Just from that single whisper, she came again.
“Will you ovulate for me? I’m going to breed you today.”
The following words were an outrageous demand.
Yet—
“Ah... aah...♥”
Her lower abdomen throbbed and clenched.
She could feel her pussy gushing arousal while something deeper inside quivered and relaxed its muscles.
It was as if her womb—the organ symbolizing her femininity—was shyly answering, “Yes♥.”
“See? That proves I’m telling the truth.”
“But... my heart will never... lose to you...!”
Jieun scraped together every last ounce of willpower and declared it with a desperate yet resolute expression.
In response, the corners of her senior’s lips curled upward in amusement.
“That’s exactly what makes you so charming, Jieun.”
Her senior grabbed her chin again and pulled her in for another forced kiss.
Jieun had no choice but to accept it.
From mouth to mouth, his tongue and all sorts of filthy things poured into her.
She should have hated it—should have found it utterly repulsive—yet everything felt unbearably sweet and lovely.
“But you know what, Jieun? The more you resist, the more I don’t want to let you go.”
Her senior’s hands roamed over every part of her body.
They traced between her nipples and breasts, between her legs, and even deeper, thoroughly stirring her up.
Her body. Her mind. Her consciousness.
Even her will to resist.
“Aangh...♥ Sen...ior...♥”
Her heated sigh carried a coquettish tone.
Even she couldn’t believe how sweet and needy her own voice sounded.
“You can come, Jieun.”
The moment permission was granted, her vision flickered.
A smile rose to her loosened lips.
As if she had been waiting for it, she came.
Jieun repeated the sensation she had already felt countless times.
The fact that she had been utterly defeated by this man.
And little by little.
It was becoming easier and easier to accept that fact.
It was terrifying.
And also... endearing.
“Ah...♥”
“Your face has completely melted.”
Even though she had just climaxed, her senior refused to let her rest.
As if they were only just beginning, he thrust even more vigorously into the hole between her legs.
Into that sensitive place of a woman.
Obscene wet sounds echoed from below.
Squelch, squelch.
It was embarrassing, yet it made her heart race with excitement.
Realizing just how wet she was made her chest pound.
“It’s fine. It’s a natural reaction.”
Her senior whispered gently.
Always, constantly, every single time—until just moments ago—he had tormented and mistreated her, yet in this moment he was tender.
Even while knowing it was an act, her heart gradually lowered its guard.
“You can feel as much as you want.”
“Huaa...♥”
A heated sigh escaped between her forcibly closed lips.
“Your face when you’re feeling good is lovely too.”
Her senior caressed her cheek as he spoke.
“Hng...♥”
Jieun found herself smiling without thinking.
Her heart was completely soaked in her senior’s false kindness.