Chapter 101
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 101
Chapter Title: Please Do It
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Kim Hee-na rarely reached out first to meet up.
Han So-in stepped out of the house, carrying a gift for her.
‘She has class next, so why just meet for a bit?’
She was sitting on a bench in front of the fine arts building, brightening the surroundings like a flower in a dramatic movie scene.
‘Her looks really are unreal.’
Spotting Han So-in, she waved, drawing stares from passersby.
(Who’s that guy? Doesn’t match her at all.)
(Some cousin or little brother?)
Ignoring the now-familiar glances from others, Han So-in sat down beside her.
“Don’t you have class soon?”
“Yeah, but I had something to give you real quick.”
Hee-na handed him a shopping bag.
“What’s this?”
“Clothes for you, So-in. I used some of that pocket money you gave me last time.”
“Ah….”
Han So-in knew her situation. Even scraping by, she’d made time to go shopping.
“Hmm….”
“What? Don’t like the clothes?”
“No…. It’s just, first time getting a gift like this from a girl. I’m touched. Sniff sniff.”
“Ugh. No fake emotions.”
She made a disgusted face. Han So-in offered the gifts he’d carried from home, arms full.
“Hmm…. This feels ominous somehow.”
“It’s not weird, promise.”
She eyed him suspiciously and opened one of the shopping bags he’d handed over.
“Packed real tight, huh?”
“Yeah….”
Unwrapping it revealed a lingerie set.
“Aha. Wow….”
“Ack. Not here!”
Han So-in panicked and stopped her instead. It was the see-through kind exposing nipples and pussy. She said casually,
“Article 2 of the contract. Slave Kim Hee-na shall wear only underwear and clothing permitted by Han So-in. Right?”
Article 2: Slave Kim Hee-na shall wear only underwear and clothing permitted by Han So-in.
Hearing her recite the slave clause herself made Han So-in squirm a bit.
“Well…. Yeah.”
“You like the totally sheer ones, huh, So-in?”
“Ah…. Yeah…. Sort of….”
“And thongs for the butt.”
“Yesss….”
It felt like giving a gift and getting interrogated. Looking at him, she said,
“I’ll wear them before heading to class.”
“Eut….”
Her bold self-assertion as a slave stirred a thrill in Han So-in.
“Gift…. Here’s another one. Not sure if you’ll like it, Hee-na….”
“Hm?”
Han So-in opened a small box. A black choker for the neck.
“Hmmm….”
“If you wear it for me….”
The black choker felt like a slave’s mark to Hee-na. It hinted to others that she belonged to Han So-in.
‘Ugh…. Kinda embarrassing.’
She didn’t show it, but it screamed she was a real slave, doing shameful things openly.
“Put it on me yourself, So-in.”
“Oh? Sure….”
Relaxing, Han So-in approached, fastened the choker around her neck, and locked it. It felt like she’d truly become his eternal slave.
“Wow. Looks pretty.”
“Yeah?”
Before, she’d been a bright flower; now, with an edge added.
‘Why does just looking at her face get me hard….’
The idea of this woman spreading her pussy and reading the slave contract still felt unreal.
“Oh, and there’s more at the bottom of the shopping bag.”
“Besides the lingerie?”
“Yeah, that…. Bondage outfit. Pretty tight-fitting….”
“….”
To dodge the awkwardness, Han So-in stood abruptly.
“Alright, good luck in class. Study hard!”
“Argh. Fine. Thanks for the gifts.”
He didn’t know when, but for Obedience Level (5), he needed to develop her fetishes.
Thinking of Hee-da or Hee-seon, even Level 3 fetishes brought dramatic changes.
Walking home, Han So-in kept glancing at the clothes from Hee-na. His lips curved up.
‘First gift from a girl ever!’
His life had been one-sided with Lee Ye-rin and Seo Mi-na just taking. A gift bought with her time felt special.
“My slave’s the best….”
A message arrived on his way home.
[Photo]
Taken while waiting for class. The beautiful her, choker on, smiling brightly.
‘She’s really pretty.’
Her messy handwriting in the phone app:
(Wearing the gift from Master.)
Reading it, Han So-in thought this must be what loveliness meant.
“If Hee-na goes this far…. I have to do more….”
Wow…. You look amazing. Are you a goddess?
Your flattery’s improved.
I mean it.
I’ll text after class.
Is this happiness?
Han So-in stretched his arms to the sky, breathing deep. Oxygen filled him, like the gods blessing him.
“Life…. is like Han So-in’s….”
Doing a victory ceremony like a soccer player who’d scored, he checked his next tasks and tilted his head.
“Why’s this at Level 3?”
Thinking back, he remembered accidentally breaking Sung In-hye’s good deed early on.
“Right, that good deed broke back then, and I wondered why.”
Swallowing hard, he checked her unlocked status window.
‘It really was a switch.’
If Semi hadn’t explained, he’d have thought bathroom light switch.
“I really don’t know much about people’s fetishes….”
Feeling the need to study, he eyed the status that’d hit Level 3 faster than expected.
“Should push Ye-rin or Mi-na to Level 4 soon. Their urges are too intense….”
Harem was great, but not if it ended in death by endless milking.
“Semi…. Or Professor Su-bin…. Level 3 should meet the conditions.”
Semi’s Level 3 required getting her pussy fingered by a woman. And there was a Level 2 good deed link.
“Professor….”
To raise Lee Su-bin’s Obedience Level (3), Lee Bo-hee’s Obedience Level (2) is required.
“Hmm. Take it slow. Harem won’t build overnight.”
His progress so far was a success.
-Ding ring ring
Another message.
I tried hard on that request from last time….
“Heck.”
He recalled the forgotten request.
‘Asked if pussy-salute photo was possible…. No way she did it?’
At Level 3 Obedience, he was a bit anxious.
It’s really embarrassing….
Don’t leak it…. Please.
[Photo]
Hurrying home, Han So-in shut the door and opened the photo.
“Heck….”
The stunningly beautiful Song Hee-seon,
nude, saluting with her pussy spread wide open.
“Ugh….”
Seeing it, his cock hardened to the limit instantly.
“Wow. Insane….”
Her heavily made-up face—unlike usual—gave off a slave vibe, desperately pretty even exposing her shame to please her master.
“Holy shit….”
Her gorgeous face, slender neckline, F-cup breasts blatantly shown. Slim waist, neatly trimmed pubes. Legs spread, fingers parting her pussy to reveal urethra and vaginal walls fully.
“This pic’s too much. Ugh….”
Unconsciously stroking himself, he stared. Her long, sleek legs made her even more alluring and sexy.
“Shot of a lifetime…. Ah, Hee-seon. Crazy…. I’m the winner of life just looking at this….”
Thrilling pleasure from the photo alone.
“Ah…. Han So-in. Live like this forever!”
Yelling at the air, he saved it multiple times.
The photo turned out perfect. Best ever.
Glad you think so. Just be careful with leaks.
Han So-in agreed. One leak of this powerhouse pic, and it’d flood every site in the country within a month.
“Ugh. Still insane on second look….”
Yes, sending payment now. Thanks.
Thank you.
Could he find another like her?
‘F-cup…. Super pretty…. Fetish masochist.’
He changed his mind.
‘For Obedience Level 5…. Gotta develop her fetish anyway.’
She already showed heavy tendencies at Level 3. Up to 5.
“Dunno. Wanna grope Hee-seon’s tits….”
Before her destructive photo, reason failed. He messaged impulsively.
Clients are satisfied with the photo.
Okay.
They’re asking if video production is possible. Could you?
Video?
Yes, they want something intense. Strictly personal use.
Hmm….
Face mosaicked like the photos.
Hmm….
Waiting for her reply, he reopened the pussy-salute photo. Electric thrills shot up his spine repeatedly.
Video’s a bit….
Please. Can’t find a body as pretty as yours. If you do….
Ah…. Hmm…. Any male actor?
No, not those kinds. If needed briefly, I can stand in….
Hmm….
Anxiously, Han So-in awaited her response.
Stand-in meant, worst case, spreading her pussy or asshole for him.