A Debt Repaid in Flesh

The morning sun rose bright and clear.

Yeojin woke from her sleep, but her eyelids felt heavy and her mind remained foggy.

She had gone to bed, yes, but the shocking scene she witnessed between her in-laws the night before—and the instinctive act that followed—still weighed heavily on her spirit.

Why did I do that…?

Her mother-in-law’s bound body. Her father-in-law’s enormous cock. And the fierce, blissful sex between the two that made no sense in Yeojin’s head.

Even the sight of herself, aroused by that scene, secretly masturbating in the dark.

For Yeojin, who had only ever known gentle lovemaking—whispered words of affection in the darkness, light touches, mutual respect, and the warm happiness of married life—it was an utterly shocking sight.

Feeling her face flush hot, Yeojin slowly pushed the blanket aside.

Beside her, her husband Segyeong slept deeply, his handsome face peaceful.

She gazed at him with affection as he slept so soundly.

But in a flash, the image of Daegeun’s firm muscles and his massive, throbbing erection—standing tall like it was reaching for the sky—crossed her mind.

At the same time, Segyeong suddenly looked small and ordinary.

Slap!

Yeojin smacked both cheeks with her palms, forcing herself back to her senses.

What on earth am I thinking?!

It was 5:30 in the morning. Life in the countryside started early.

Yeojin barely pulled herself together, changed out of her soaked underwear, and hurried to the kitchen to hide her awkwardness.

Her mother-in-law, Naho, was already there, skillfully preparing ingredients.

Even after the intense session she’d had with Daegeun the night before, Naho had risen before her and was already working. Yeojin couldn’t help but feel impressed.

And perhaps it was the warm sunlight, but her skin seemed to have an unusual glow. Or was that just her imagination?

“Oh my, Yeojin. You’re up already? You could have slept longer.”

Naho greeted her with a bright smile.

That smile made Yeojin’s heart sink.

It was as if nothing had happened. She was the same kind, elegant woman as always.

Yeojin couldn’t meet her eyes and quickly lowered her head.

“Ah, yes, Mother. I’ll help you.”

“Thank you, dear. Breakfast in the countryside takes a lot of preparation.”

Naho moved with practiced grace and elegance, but in Yeojin’s mind, the image of her from yesterday—covered in sweat and fluids, back arched in ecstasy—kept overlapping.

Yeojin stood there holding the knife for trimming vegetables, completely lost in thought.

“Yeojin, are you alright? You don’t look well. Is staying at our house uncomfortable for you?”

Naho asked with a worried voice.

Yeojin waved her hands in panic.

“No! I’m fine. It’s just… I didn’t sleep ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠very well last night.”

“Hmm… I see. You must have gone through so much. Don’t worry anymore. My husband will take care of everything. From now on, you just need to listen to us well.”

Naho smiled and gently patted Yeojin’s shoulder.

In that touch, Yeojin felt a strange sense of solidarity.

“Thank you, Mother.”

A short while later, Daegeun and Segyeong sat down at the breakfast table.

Thanks to a rare good night’s sleep, Segyeong looked quite cheerful, while Daegeun maintained his usual solid, dignified demeanor.

But in Yeojin’s eyes, only Daegeun’s thick, powerful forearms, broad shoulders, and upright posture stood out.

The enormous presence hidden beneath his clothes lingered in her mind, and she could barely hold her spoon properly throughout the meal.

Once breakfast was over, Daegeun cleared his throat to set the tone.

“We need to start moving right away. Segyeong.”

“Yes, Father.”

Segyeong tensed up immediately.

“You’ll come to work with me today. Start from the bottom and learn through experience. As for our new daughter-in-law…”

Daegeun looked at Yeojin.

She held her breath.

“For the time being, help your mother with the housework and the fields. Our house is large and requires a lot of hands. A debt is a debt. You’ll have to repay it with your body, won’t ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you?”

Yeojin’s face reddened as she answered softly.

“Yes… Father.”

“We’ll write up the contract when Segyeong gets home from work today. It will cover debt repayment and your future duties as a couple. For now, let’s get straight to work.”

As soon as Daegeun finished speaking, Segyeong followed him out.

Segyeong took Yeojin’s hand and said,

“Honey, don’t worry. Everything will work out. Today will be tough, but thanks to Father, we can start over. You help Mother well too.”

Once Segyeong left, only Yeojin and Naho remained in the house.

“Alright, Yeojin. Shall we start with the dishes?”

“Yes, Mother.”

Yeojin nodded.

The housework was far more grueling than she had expected.

The house itself was large, and managing the yard and the separate building required more than ordinary effort.

Thinking of how spotless her in-laws’ home had always been, Yeojin felt both respect for Naho and deep exhaustion.

At that same moment.

Daegeun and Segyeong drove toward the factory Daegeun had founded in his youth.

An awkward silence filled the car.

Daegeun was the one who broke it.

While driving, he spoke to his son.

“Despite what happened, how are things otherwise? Are you two getting along as husband and wife?”

Segyeong was slightly flustered by the unexpected question from his father.

“Pardon? Ah… yes. We’ve been doing alright. Yeojin always takes care of me, supports me. She’s too good for me.”

Daegeun chuckled.

“What’s wrong with my son? This incident was unavoidable. When I was your age, I went through my own failures and hardships too.”

Daegeun continued speaking as if reminiscing.

During the hardest, most difficult times, he had met Segyeong’s mother by chance, gained courage from her, and eventually succeeded.

Segyeong was somewhat surprised by his father’s words.

He had never properly heard about his father’s past, and he never expected him to speak of it like this.

“Not many wives would choose to stay, refuse divorce, and instead try to help their husband in such a situation. Your wife is an exceptionally good woman. So trust her and take good care of her. Understood?”

Segyeong was moved by his father’s words and filled with gratitude toward Yeojin.

“Yes! I’ll keep that in mind, Father. I’ll work hard.”

“Good. That’s my son. We’ve arrived.”

They had reached a large factory.

Segyeong looked on in surprise.

Daegeun immediately entered the factory, introduced his son to his friend who was now the president, and put him straight to work.

After entrusting his son to his friend, Daegeun returned home.

It was lunchtime when Daegeun came back.

Naho and Yeojin approached him.

“Honey. How is Segyeong? He’ll do well, right?”

“It’s his first day, so he’ll be overwhelmed. I asked my friend to look after him, but I also told him to make the boy suffer a bit. That’s how he’ll come to his senses.”

Yeojin’s expression grew slightly worried.

“Don’t worry. He may not look it, but he has his own stubbornness. He’ll adapt well.”

Encouraged by Daegeun’s words, Yeojin ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠smiled and replied,

“That’s right! My husband will do great.”

Daegeun stared at her for a moment, then smiled.

“Good. You must be tired too. Go rest. I need to prepare the contract. I’ll be in my study on the second floor, so try not to disturb me unless it’s important.”

Daegeun went upstairs.

He entered the small study opposite the room where he had had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠sex with his wife the night before and sat at the desk.

Before picking up his pen, Daegeun fell into thought for a moment.

The wet stain he had seen in the hallway in front of the room last night.

He had guessed it was Yeojin’s fluids.

So that was…

Daegeun smirked.

He added several clauses to the debt repayment contract.

It was 8 p.m. when Segyeong returned.

“Honey! I thought I was going to die!”

Segyeong was covered head to toe in dirt and soaked in sweat.

For someone who had only ever done office work, factory labor was nothing short of hard physical toil.

Unlike his usual neat, handsome appearance, today Segyeong looked filthy and exhausted.

Before dinner, Daegeun called Segyeong and Yeojin over and had them sit down.

“Here is the contract. The debt has been settled, but it contains the obligations you two must fulfill going forward.”

Exhausted, Segyeong didn’t even have the energy to properly read through it.

“Father. I trust you. I’ll do it.”

Yeojin nodded as well.

“Yes, Father. We have to repay the debt.”

Neither of them properly read the contract before stamping their seals on it.

Daegeun smiled with satisfaction and folded the document.

“Good. From now on, let’s all work hard together as a family.”

That night’s dinner was warm and harmonious.

Daegeun poured drinks for Segyeong and offered encouragement, while Naho looked after the couple with constant affection.

Yeojin felt as if yesterday’s events had been nothing but a fantasy.

It was nearly midnight when Segyeong and Yeojin finally returned to their room.

Despite the exhausting day, Segyeong pulled her into his arms with excitement.

“Honey, we don’t have to worry anymore. It’s hard, but there’s meaning in the work. Let’s start over.”

He immediately whispered that he wanted to make love.

The thought that they were on the second floor of her in-laws’ house—right below her parents-in-law’s room—filled Yeojin with embarrassment and a strange thrill.

But as always, Segyeong was gentle, careful, and above all, reached his climax very quickly.

His stamina had been completely drained by a full day of hard labor.

“Haa… That was so good, honey.”

With a satisfied expression, Segyeong fell asleep immediately.

Yeojin closed her eyes beside him. It was the kind of night that would have satisfied her in the past, but today it felt terribly lacking.

There had been love, but no intensity, and an unquenched thirst remained.

She carefully pushed Segyeong aside and slipped out of bed.

Without even thinking to straighten her disheveled nightgown, she quietly headed to the bathroom.

After locking the bathroom door, Yeojin looked at her flushed face in the mirror.

The memory of her in-laws’ beast-like moans from last night, the sight of her mother-in-law’s belly bulging from that massive cock, and the image of that thick, sturdy rod that had aroused her so much…

With trembling hands, Yeojin touched her own body.

Unlike usual, her touch grew rough, and her fingers could not fill the deep emptiness she felt.

She looked around.

Her eyes fell on the round, firm bottle of conditioner sitting beside the shampoo.

If it’s this size…?

Yeojin surrendered herself to the intensity and unfamiliar stimulation, reaching a silent climax.

Hngh…!! Haah…!!

Sweat and thick fluids flowed from her heaving body.

Squelch… slurp… squelch…

At that moment, Daegeun, who had come downstairs for a drink of water, stopped in front of the closed bathroom door.

From beyond the tightly shut door, Yeojin’s ragged breathing leaked out loudly enough to be heard, along with the faint sound of something being rubbed vigorously.

Daegeun understood everything, and a cold yet satisfied smile rose on his face.

He quietly turned around and returned to his room on the second floor.