Object of Devotion
"Take off... the ring?"
"Yes. In the third week, I'll focus on teaching you how to truly enjoy sex with your husband."
Watching Kim Youngae's eyes tremble with unease, he continued.
"For the remaining two weeks, I'll treat you completely like my wife. To immerse yourself fully, you'll call me 'hubby.' Wearing a ring matched with someone else will create a sense of disconnect. So, I can't allow it."
It was an excuse he'd pulled out to make her remove the ring, but it sounded more plausible than expected. The real reason he wanted it off was to push Kim Youngae toward change. A wedding ring—the symbol of marriage's bondage. This ring was one of the chains binding her.
"But this ring..."
Kim Youngae hesitated. Her status message changed.
Feeling those emotions in this situation wasn't ideal. He activated Action Hand and gently caressed her body.
"Haaah..."
She shuddered violently, reaching a light climax from the mere touch. Her body was so aroused that a simple caress could bring orgasm, yet her mental resistance had held firm—impressive willpower. Still, the Action Hand's effect melted away her negative feelings.
"Come on, take it off. It's all for your husband."
She felt his voice like the devil's whisper, but Kim Youngae began removing the ring. Like a single drop overflowing a full glass, the climax's pleasure overwhelmed her.
Once the ring was off, a white band-like mark remained on her finger. He would cover that mark with a ring for himself.
He stroked her hair.
"Good girl. You listen so well, my Yeongae."
"Mmm, so hurry up... do it, Yunho."
"Hey now. Not 'Yunho'—what did I tell you to call me?"
This hesitation didn't last long.
"...Hubby... please..."
He stroked her flushed cheek once more and thrust his hips. His cock pierced her pussy in one go.
"Haaaahhh!!!"
With a single insertion, Kim Youngae climaxed.
"You just came, didn't you?"
"Haaah, don't say it... it's embarrassing..."
He thrust again.
"Hnnnghh!!!"
Over the past two weeks, it wasn't just Kim Youngae whose body had heated up.
'I thought I was going insane from wanting to fuck her.'
After parting with Kim Youngae, he'd always gone to Shim Uran, pounding her until she collapsed, dumping load after load. Without Shim Uran, he wouldn't have endured the two weeks of training either. His body craved release for all that pent-up frustration from the past two weeks. His hips drove with unprecedented power—nothing like usual. Even the slapping of groin against groin sounded different, sharper.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Kim Youngae climaxed again. Instead of pausing to let her savor it, he kept thrusting.
"Ahh?! W-wait, not so soon, haaaahng!"
"See? You keep cumming over and over. This is all training to make you have happy marital sex with your husband."
"Hnnk, m-my hu, haaahng, haaaahng...!!!"
"Oops. Right now, I'm your hubby. What am I to you, Yeongae?"
"Hahk, h-hubby... you're my hubby...! Aahh, it feels so good, haaah... hnnk!!!!"
"Feels good, right? You want it to feel even better? To keep feeling this good forever? What did I teach you to say then?"
"Hubby! It feels so good! Love your Yeongae...!! So good..!! Fuck me harder!"
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"That's right. Say it just like that. There's no shame between husband and wife. Got it?"
"Got it, aaah please, more, more, deeper, hubby haaaahh, fill me up haaaahng!!!!♡"
Her voluptuous breasts jiggled sensually. Nipples perched at the tips bounced up and down. He released his grip on the bed. Holding the position with hip strength alone, he grabbed both nipples and yanked hard.
"Hng?! Haaaahng!!!!!♡♡"
Her pussy clenched his cock like wringing a rag. The inner walls writhed wildly.
"Pulling your nipples makes your pussy squeeze like that—so fucking slutty! I didn't even teach you this—how do you do it?!"
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!
"Haaang, haaaang, breasts, nipples hurt so much aaaah!!!"
Instead of releasing, he activated Action Hand.
"Hng?! H-hnn, haaaahht!!!!♡"
Pleasure struck her brain directly. Her pussy walls writhed again.
"A living onahole pussy wriggling every thrust—so fucking slutty! Kim Youngae! You're such a horny bitch!"
"S-stop.. haaahk!! Stop, I've cum too much, gonna break haaaah...!!!"
Of course, he didn't stop.
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!
"Men love women who cum easily. To become a pathetic pussy that cums in a minute from cock, you've got more training ahead!"
'Though it'll only cum from a maxed-out cock like mine.'
No problem. No other cock would ever enter this pussy. He'd make sure of it.
He switched to doggy style. Gripping her ass as she braced on all fours, he slammed his hips wildly. Each collision warped her ass cheeks, flesh rippling like waves.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Now slick with juices and precum, their groins stuck wetly, the slaps turning sticky and obscene. It drove him wild—he gripped her bitch-in-heat flesh and ravaged her.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Her breasts dangled and swung wildly in the air. He reached out, grabbed them, and pulled her upper body upright. Her back arched like a bow. In this upright doggy, the glans easily stimulated the upper pussy wall—the G-spot.
"No.. not there?!! Nooo.... A...a...a...aaah... aaaahht!!!!!"
He yanked the breast flesh in his hand.
"Hnnk, hng, hnk, haaak... h-hubby... feels so good, gonna die from it... haaaahk!!!♡♡♡"
Breast flesh bulged out to her sides.
"Aaahk, nnngh, hng, hnk, haaht...!!"
Squirt, splurt, splurt splurt splurt splurt!!!!
This sensation. He licked his lips. He smacked them unconsciously. Delicious. So fucking delicious. Kim Youngae was the ultimate woman.
Ejaculation built. Her utterly broken, twitching pussy. He wanted to fill it with hot seed. Unleash the thick, matured cum he'd held back. Flood another man's woman's insides sticky.
Thick globs of semen blasted roughly into her womb.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!!!
Kim Youngae's arms trembled. Overwhelmed by pleasure beyond limits, her eyes shook wildly, tongue lolling out with moans.
Using Semen Control, he boosted the volume; with Woman's Male Organ, he made it erupt explosively. The rough jets battered her cervix again.
"Haaaaahng......!!!!!!♡♡♡♡"
Her eyes rolled back fully. Her pussy spasmed, sucking in every drop. Soon, strength drained from her body. Her upper body flopped forward, cock slipping out. Semen still poured from the tip—by chance, some splattered onto her wedding ring. Proof of the empty vow with her idiot husband. Her wedding ring drowned in his cum.
'Looks good...'
Kim Youngae panted heavily. Twitch, twitch, twitch. The hole he'd left contracted and spasmed. Aftershocks of climax.
"Haa. Haa. Haa. Haa."
Her shrill breaths synced with the pussy's movements.
He kissed her. Even as tongues entwined, her dilated pupils stared blankly at the ceiling. Jerk, jerk.
"This... was my first time... feeling like this..."
Her eyes fluttered shut.
Two weeks passed. Every day, they fucked like animals, craving and devouring each other. He'd cum deep in her collapsed, climax-ravaged pussy and hold her close.
"The one month I mentioned at the start—today's the last day."
Kim Youngae, lost in afterglow, snapped her head toward him.
"Ah... yes, it is."
Her face darkened. He hoped the reason was positive for him.
She hesitated, then spoke.
"Um... Yunho..."
"Hold on. Can I get your answer in a week?"
"Pardon?"
"I'm a bit scared to hear it right now. So, take your time thinking it over before replying."
Time would boost the odds of a yes. He kissed her lips lightly.
"Perfect timing—I've got school events starting tomorrow. Orientation and all. So, I'll hear your answer when I get back. Sound good?"
Their eyes met.
"....Okay."
On the way home after parting with Kim Youngae, he felt a pang of emptiness at the thought of not seeing her for days. After spending every day together, what would she think during his absence? Curiosity flickered, but he shook it off.
Three days later: Seoral University's business department freshman welcome party. Time to prepare for a stellar college debut.