Chapter 43
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: Please Do It :: Chapter 43
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Seo Mi-na was naked. She had been fitted with a chastity belt and forced to make V signs even with her fingers.
"Fortunately, it's a chastity belt that leaves the anal side free. You just have to walk around with it plugged into your pussy. Your clit isn't too sore, is it?"
When had she ever been treated like this?
"Yesss...."
"Alright, next mission. Starting tomorrow when you wake up, send photos every hour while doing double peace signs. Until bedtime."
"Ah, got it."
Normally, Seo Mi-na would have rebelled, but she was already steeped in pleasure, her pussy dripping juice drop by drop. She was the type to blindly obey Han So-in's words.
'I need to make her report frequently.... One command can tie up all her time.'
It was a temporary measure to keep Seo Mi-na from rampaging if he didn't give her orders.
'But if even this gets boring, she'll beg for other commands....'
She was still naked, making double Vs with both hands on Han So-in's command. Han So-in spoke up.
"Next mission. Don't let your nipples get erect."
"Th-that's..."
Seo Mi-na thought it was impossible. Han So-in was toying with her nipples, tugging them up and down.
"Can't even handle this much, Seo Mi-na?"
"This is aaah...."
Han So-in kept repeating the act of playing with Seo Mi-na's nipples—something no other man had ever done.
"What's this? They're getting super hard."
"St-stop...."
Thanks to Han So-in playing with her for a good while, her legs began trembling too. Only then did he finally stop.
"Any more and people outside might notice. Get dressed. You did well, Mi-na. I'll tug your nipples now and then."
"Yesss...."
"You're still doing the double Vs. You can stop now."
Finally released from the double Vs, she clutched her trembling legs.
"Euuut...."
She removed the cat mask, slipped into everyday clothes, and smoothed down her skirt. The erect nipples vanished from sight, along with the shameful toys plugged into her pussy and ass.
She had seamlessly reverted to her stunning, pure image as the department's goddess, Seo Mi-na.
"Do well. Got it?"
He reached out and gripped her ass firmly. She murmured,
"...Do it more."
Han So-in slipped his hand under her skirt and kneaded both cheeks. She twitched, the afterglow of pleasure still lingering.
After fondling, spreading, and squeezing her ass for a while, he withdrew his hand.
"...Don't fight too much."
"...Got it."
Her reaction seemed improved.
'If I give her plenty of good commands diligently, she turns obedient....'
As Han So-in pondered Seo Mi-na's behavior patterns, he opened the door and stepped out.
"Took a bit. Sorry."
"You were busy with all sorts of things, huh."
Mi-na twisted his innocent words into something suspicious.
"Well, I do all sorts often anyway. It's fine."
Hee-na refused to yield an inch. Feeling his stamina drain away, Han So-in grabbed the necessary items. Duties called.
The female clerk watched him closely.
'Pretty decent master, huh? Looks like a total nerd, but surprisingly popular. Should I take a shot?'
He seemed rough around the edges, but without something special, girls like these wouldn't be offering their bodies.
'I can't resist anything fun.'
Having snagged most of the items, Han So-in stood before the bondage section.
"Pricey...."
Bondage gear for carrying a woman by her elbows and knees.
'Hee-na would love this as a gift.'
She enjoyed tight restraints, so the forced folding and locking of limbs would probably thrill her too.
'Just buy it.'
What was there to hesitate? As long as the future held steady, his crypto investments would cover it.
As he pulled out his card to pay, the clerk asked,
"Mind giving me your phone number?"
"No need for a cash receipt."
"No, not that."
The other women shot her incredulous looks at her follow-up.
"I'd like to message you personally."
"...Pardon?"
The blonde bombshell clerk with killer curves.
"For when I'm bored."
Han So-in froze, phone in hand.
First time in his life a woman asked for his number.
'Gold digger? Cult recruiter? Thinks I'm loaded?'
Ominous thoughts swirled; old Han So-in would've refused flat-out.
"Haha. Here."
Buoyed by confidence, he chose differently.
Oblivious to the glares from the two women beside him.
Inside the mall.
Stares locked onto Han So-in and the two women.
(What, big sis and little sis?)
(Looks too different for sisters. Cousins with the ladies maybe.)
(Ask for numbers?)
(As if girls like that would give you theirs.)
Hearing the whispers, Han So-in rode the escalator up.
"Not busy?"
"Ah, I finished studying before coming."
The endless bickering drained him, but sending them off now would tank their favor sharply.
"I want to buy you whatever you feel like wearing...."
"You actually came here to shop?"
"...Why do you always assume it's something naughty?"
Protesting, Han So-in handed over prepped gift certificates. Per-person amount halved with the extra girl, but still enough for outfits.
"...Use these."
"What's this?"
"Eh?"
Finding only legit gift cards inside, the two grew suspicious instead.
"What pervy stuff you gonna make us do now?"
"No. Just for shopping.... Shopping. Nothing weird."
"...Too much."
"Little compared to what we've done before, no?"
"...Fair point."
They scanned the stores after he suggested buying what they wanted and regrouping. Hee-na and Mi-na glided slowly—elegantly—to separate shops.
'Can't move fast 'cause of those dildos.'
Up close, it wasn't grace but speed limits. Outwardly rich heiresses, but skirts hid grotesque dildos locked in by chastity belts.
"Need a break."
All-day catfights had left Han So-in a dried squid.
"Funds are fine anyway."
Rumors of breakthrough tech spiked stocks 20x. Han So-in checked his phone and sold everything.
"Profits... around 600 million won."
Was money always this easy? Knowing the future was cheat-level.
'I know up to nine years ahead. Stack cash till then.'
The shopping fans took ages without returning.
"Miss Hee-da...."
Recalling Hee-da's service nearly hardened him: tongue out, naked on knees, silently awaiting penetration.
"Wait.... Gather service types only.... Harem done?"
Han So-in recalled the Obedience Level (1) women he'd mass-produced to boost Please Do It count.
"Hmm...."
As he mused, the women returned.
"This is for you, So-in."
They'd spent some on him.
Inside the restaurant. Round table.
The two faced off, smiling.
"Oh, not busy I see. Dinner's reserved with So-in, though."
"Sis, you're not his wife. Him going with me shouldn't bother you, right?"
After more sniping, they turned to Han So-in.
"Talk's endless. Let So-in decide."
Inevitable, he thought, crossing arms to ponder.
"Brave woman claims the prize So-in."
"..."
"Winner between you two comes with me."
Han So-in set two vibrating dildo remotes on the table.
"First to yell 'surrender' goes home."
"What's that?"
"Pervert?"
To their refusal, Han So-in added,
"Winner gets first dibs on me."
"..."
Normally they'd deck him, but stakes were sky-high now.
Each had seen the other's shame at the adult shop, locked in wireless dildos and belts.
'Not going home. No way.'
Seo Mi-na nodded confidently.
"No way a girl's yelling surrender in this crowd from feeling good, right?"
Kim Hee-na shot back at the taunt,
"Ah~. Sis's right. Might as well study alone at home if you can't handle it."
Op plan worked; Han So-in blinked.
'Eh, wanted outdoor vibe test anyway.'
His fantasy. Never dreamed it'd be dual beauties in a mega-mall.
'Whatever. Time to humble both.'
He gripped both remotes and flipped switches. Dildos buzzed alive inside the smirking women's pussies.
"...Looking fine, sis?"
"No confidence?"
Despite their casual laughs, legs spread wider to dull the pleasure.