Chapter 131
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 131
Chapter Title: Please Do It
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People sometimes don't know themselves all that well.
Han So-in, returning home from class, was no exception.
"If I came back to university life... I thought classes would be fun..."
It was hard to focus during lectures that overlapped with Seo Mi-na's schedule. It was far more entertaining to make her do naughty things. Like telling her to wiggle her hips and shove the toy deeper into her ass during class.
"Wait, does that even count as class-related...?"
He sprayed a subtle perfume around the room and opened the window to ventilate. Even after seeing so many women's naked bodies, the thought of a woman's visit still made him tense.
"Can I really handle Hee-na properly...?"
He had the slave contract, and she called him "Master" faithfully, but a sliver of anxiety crept in. What if the women left? He tried not to show it, but his long life as a loser had left its mark.
"Se-mi gave me a lot of advice..."
Han So-in casually opened his phone to check Se-mi's messages.
All play happens with consent. Got it?
Always check your slave's physical condition.
Simulate potential problems in advance.
Even perverts are normal women most of the time. Don't forget that.
He was grateful she was there. Han So-in decided to reply in the way she liked.
As expected from a pervert—you know your stuff.
No... Don't just swoop in like that.
Thanks. I'll treat you to something delicious next time we meet.
It wasn't quite natural yet, but thanks to Se-mi's guidance, he was getting better at dirty talk. Every time he heard "Master," it motivated him to study more.
'Guess my studying habits stuck around...'
Before he died, his life had been all work. Work, get pushed around by people, study, work again.
"Good thing I got a second chance at life."
As he checked the floor for dust, an alarm rang—his stocks had been sold. The stocks he'd invested 200 billion won of his fortune in.
"Set to sell at 20x... Already hit that?"
He'd set staggered sells every week starting at 20x. Combined with his existing assets, that made about 4.2 trillion won.
"This is actually happening."
If it weren't overseas stocks, he might've gotten nabbed for market manipulation on the sell. When he had time, he'd convert to bonds and dividend stocks for steady income.
"Even just the dividends... about 10 billion a day. Taxes are gonna be insane."
The account balance felt unreal. He'd done this.
"But what do I even do with all this money?"
You had to spend it to know. Han So-in thought of the sweet-and-spicy chicken place near the market.
"Now I can add rice cakes to my chicken."
Adding rice cakes was a high-risk gamble. The cost jumped, and you could burn through your bank account getting addicted to that chewiness.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
A soft knock at the door, followed by a message.
[Hee-na]: I'm here, Master.
'Every time she says "Master," my heart races...'
A glamorous, beautiful woman like Hee-na calling him Master. Han So-in loved his current life.
'It really gets me...'
He opened the door to find a stunning woman with long, wavy hair. Unlike usual, she wore a top with a bit of cleavage.
"Class end early today?"
Her polite speech stirred a thrill. It was different from the other women. Hearing honorifics from a woman who'd declared herself his slave tickled him deep inside.
"Just morning classes. How's the canteen job?"
"You helped with some funding, so I cut back hours. Thanks to you, I can study more... Thank you."
As Kim Hee-na entered Han So-in's place, she reflected on her week of studying. Super efficient. It was going so well it freaked her out. Her old schedule left way too much free time.
'No idea why, but when I cheer on... it works abnormally well...'
She didn't know the reason, but the results were undeniable. Bizarre. She stepped into his room. Ever since calling him Master, meeting him felt a bit more tense.
"Did you use the toys I bought last time?"
Any normal woman would've bristled at that. Demanding an answer to such an embarrassing question. Hee-na hesitated.
"Well..."
She sat naturally on the bed. He'd given her a lot. Restraint suits that hugged the body, all kinds of dildos—over ten types just of those.
"I... used each one at least once."
Her face flushed as she answered. She deliberately looked away from him. Hard to meet his eyes straight on. Han So-in was a little flustered too.
'Not even a week, and she used all those? How many times did she...'
He swallowed unconsciously. Without thinking, he pulled up her status.
Before meeting Han So-in, she hadn't masturbated much. She'd really used every dildo. Clearing her throat, she said,
"Since you bought them for me... I figured you'd like it if I tried each one before coming..."
Her words sent a ticklish thrill through him, mixed with arousal. A beauty like her testing all those dildos in her pussy for him.
Recalling the slave contract she'd written made his cock start to harden. Hiding his erection as best he could, he grabbed the gift bag he'd prepared in the corner.
"Here."
"What's this?"
Supplements for studying, sleep mask and socks for better rest—tons of useful stuff. Taking the gift, Hee-na could tell he cared about her.
"Hmm. Trying to score points with your slave?"
"Studying's important for you."
"Thank you, Master."
Hearing "Master" made his body itch. He tried not to show it. Her cleavage-baring top drew his eye. Face so pretty, breasts so perfect—no normal guy could look away. He considered groping them but held back and asked,
"Tried on the clothes too?"
The skin-tight latex outfits. Just wearing them turned a normal woman into a total perv. Hee-na hesitated.
"Yes... They're not bad..."
She debated saying more, then let go of her pride. She'd chosen to be a slave.
"I tried the dildos while wearing the latex too. Felt... not bad..."
A good slave reports honestly to her Master. The slave knowledge she'd studied guided her. Only her deepening blush betrayed her. Her even more beautiful face pressed on Han So-in.
'Did I really make a woman like this my slave...? Still doesn't feel real.'
Unreal beauty. For a former loser like him, she was leagues beyond—couldn't even make eye contact. To ease the tension, he made coffee. Steam rose as he poured from the pot. He asked,
"Underwear comfortable?"
Underwear so lewd it was less embarrassing to go without. Her old ones were trashed. Holding the mug in both hands, she replied,
"Not bad. Wearing some now."
Without thinking, he blurted,
"Mind showing me?"
See-through perv panties and bra. "Just a peek" meant full exposure. He worried he'd misspoke. Hee-na sipped the warm coffee, set the mug down, and answered.
"Yes, Master."
She stood and stripped off her connected top and bottoms in one go. The elegant beauty from moments ago revealed a gorgeous, sexy body in slutty lingerie.
The micro bikini barely covered her areolas and pussy. Worse, the fabric was semitransparent, showing everything.
"Like this?"
Hee-na, with her unreal looks, stood fully exposed, awaiting orders.
Han So-in tried not to panic. Losers like him froze even when served on a platter.
'Health check is Master's duty, health check is Master's duty...'
Act casual.
"Your body's gorgeous all over, Hee-na. Nipples too. How many insertions this week?"
He'd throw embarrassing questions to gauge her. Her beauty made his cock fully hard with her reply.
"This week... about 10 pussy insertions with the dildos... Master."
"Which outfit did you wear most from my gifts?"
A woman thrusting dildos into her pussy in latex. Hee-na flushed hard at her own pervy words as she answered.
"The black full-body latex covering to the ankles—three times, Master."
"Orgasm easily?"
He patted her inner thigh, and she instinctively spread her legs shoulder-width, replying. Humiliation and arousal hit at once. Her nipples hardened before his eyes.
"Wearing it... helps me focus more..."
"Be honest—how was it?"
A good slave is an honest one. Reminding herself, Hee-na answered.
"Embarrassing, but I came... two or more times a day."
She wondered if she'd truly become a slave, a shiver running down her spine. Never told anyone such shameful things. Han So-in admired her face and body up close.
"Turn around?"
"Yes, Master."
Turning made her feel deep shame. Yet she spread her legs as ordered, waiting. Her anus and pussy must be visible.
Exposing her beautiful nude form, she awaited the next command.
"Hands behind your head."
"Yes."
Legs spread, turned away, hands on head—the pose alone brought intense shame and excitement.
His hand touched her ass, soon kneading gently.
Hands behind her head, she squeezed her eyes shut. As a slave, she had to accept his touch.