Chapter 70
Chapter 70
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 70
Chapter Title: Beastly Discipline
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"Ughhh...."
Lee Ye-rin grimaced like she absolutely hated the idea as she climbed onto the bed.
And then, very slowly, she reached for the buckle on her hot pants.
As the hot pants slid down, the sexy underwear she'd prepared just for today came into view.
A passionate red.
A T-string that barely covered half her ass.
She'd worn it thinking Lee Hyun-woo would love it.
But she couldn't even give him that joy before pulling the panties down too.
A little time had passed since her waxing, so faint fuzz had started growing in her groin.
Her pretty pussy was dry and parched, bracing for what was to come.
"You know what you did wrong, right?"
"....Yeah. I'm sorry. I really messed up...."
"Say it out loud."
"I did something you'd hate...."
"More detail."
"I looked into those other girls.... Ah!"
Lee Hyun-woo's hand came down on Lee Ye-rin's ass.
And he stroked it gently.
"Right. This whole situation happened because of your mistake. Got it? I don't want to hit you either. You know how I feel, don't you?"
His tone softened just a bit.
He truly meant it when he said he didn't want to hit her.
But training a beast like her required this method.
"Yeah! I get it! Who else would know your heart if not me! Hyun-woo, I hate getting hit too. So let's not do this and just talk it out ins— Kyaaah!"
The palm of Lee Hyun-woo's hand smacked down on Lee Ye-rin's ass.
Her snow-white skin flushed red from just one strike.
"It huuuurts!"
"You already forgot your last lesson? What did I tell you to say after I hit you?"
"Ughhh.... I'm a naughty beast...!"
Lee Ye-rin was smart—in a crazy kind of way.
She remembered most of the conversations she'd had with Lee Hyun-woo, thanks to her obsession with him.
Even the painful, hateful ones.
She recited exactly what he'd said during her previous lesson.
"Good girl. You are a beast. Aren't you?"
"Hngh...."
"Answer me."
Smack!
Another one!
"Kyaaah! Y-Yes! I'm a naughty beast!"
"That's right. Beasts make mistakes sometimes. They screw up. And when they do, we correct them with training and discipline."
Lee Hyun-woo stated the facts coldly.
This was all part of making her recognize her wrongs.
And constantly imprinting her place on her.
You're not human—you're a beast.
Beasts aren't human, so mistakes and fuck-ups are natural.
But when you mess up, I'll correct you.
And my correction comes through violence.
It was a form of gaslighting.
Gaslighting: amplifying influence through psychological abuse to bend the target to your will.
With physical violence added in.
Which made it all the more effective.
"Ugh. I'm sorry, Hyun-woo. I really messed up. I'm a naughty beast. Ahhh!"
Lee Ye-rin's mental illness.
Her obsession with relationships made her latch onto his words even harder.
And the fear built up from these lessons.
Her severe love.
All of it combined to maximize the gaslighting's power.
She'd started out pretending remorse just to get out of it, but soon her voice carried real sincerity.
A girl who'd never once thought she'd done wrong now felt guilt.
Even if it was manufactured through violence and abuse.
For someone with her mental illness, it was a foundation to nudge her life in a slightly better direction.
"One more."
"Ugh, kyaaang! Ha-ut! I-I'm...."
Another palm striking her ass.
But her reaction was different this time.
Mixed into the pained scream was a hint of sweetness.
Strange.
She hated pain more than anything in the world.
Couldn't endure suffering for even a second.
Was it the guilt?
Repentance for her wrongs?
Her mental illness?
He didn't know the cause.
What mattered was that the slaps now brought love and pleasure.
Yes, this was love.
Looking back on her past life, had anyone ever scolded her this much for her own good?
Everyone she'd obsessed over just recoiled and ran.
Even her family.
But Lee Hyun-woo stayed by her side.
Even if it was through violence.
And that violence was because of her wrongs.
To fix her mistakes.
She knew herself.
Without this level of corporal punishment, she wouldn't change.
So this was love.
Lee Hyun-woo's loving discipline to unconditionally train and fix his naughty Ye-rin.
"What's wrong? Does it hurt that bad? Then you shouldn't have screwed up. Hurry up and say your line."
"I'm sooorryyy, I'm a naughty beeeeaaast!"
"That's my girl. Get a good, fiery beating today and never screw up again!"
Smack!
A fierce palm crashed into her ass again.
"Kyaaah!"
It hurt. So much.
But she could endure it better than before.
Because this pain was also Lee Hyun-woo's love.
Thinking of it that way made the pain feel better somehow.
"Haaah, I'm a naughty beast!"
"Burn it into your mind. You're not human—you're a beast. No, worse than a beast. So from now on, whenever you're about to do something, think: 'Can I do this? Will this get me in trouble with him?' Got it?"
"Y-Yeah! Kyaaah! Ha-ut, I'm a naughty beeeeast!"
Lee Hyun-woo relentlessly degraded her.
Finally, the predetermined fifty strikes reached their end.
"Last one. Reflect."
"Y-Yeah! Aaaah! It huuuurts! I'm sorry! Hyun-woo! Sorry I'm a naughty beeeeast!"
Smack.
Lee Hyun-woo's palm burned hot and stinging.
As his hand blazed, her ass was covered in welts.
No trace of that snow-white skin remained.
Not a single untouched spot—her entire ass was a canvas of red.
And where capillaries had burst, bruises were already blooming purple.
"You won't make the same mistake again, right?"
"Yeah, yeah. Never. I won't. I'm really sorry...."
Lee Hyun-woo gently stroked her head.
Tears already pooling in her eyes, Lee Ye-rin felt them about to burst.
She felt the love, but pain was pain.
She found a sliver of pleasure, but the pain overwhelmed it—she couldn't enjoy it.
"Good. Since it's not a repeat offense, we'll let it slide at this. But if you screw up the same way again, the lesson will be way harsher."
"Hic."
Lee Ye-rin hiccuped.
It hurt like hell already—what if it got worse?
"Don't be scared. Just don't screw up. My sweet Ye-rin can do better from now on, right?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be perfect."
"Good. Anything related to me that you think I might hate? Don't do it. If you're unsure, just ask."
At that moment, Lee Ye-rin's eyes sparkled mid-hiccup.
Even in this situation, her mind raced for any gain.
"So... I can keep texting you?"
"....Sigh.... Fine. But no annoying me with useless crap—that's something I hate too. Got it?"
"Yeah! Of course! Hyun-woo! I love you!"
Lee Ye-rin never missed an opening.
The moment she sensed a crack in his cold wall, she threw herself at him, pouring on the aegyo.
Lee Hyun-woo felt it but said nothing.
The lesson had just ended, after all.
To raise a beast, you had to tighten and loosen the reins in turns.
"Ass hurts a lot, huh? I'll put some ointment on it. Lie down."
"Hiiiing, it hurts so baaad. My ass is super red. Hyun-wooo."
"Who told you to screw up? Aigoo, you won't even be able to sit today."
He still had plenty of ointment left from last time.
Lee Hyun-woo squeezed some out and spread it over her ass.
At his touch, Lee Ye-rin let out a sensual breath.
"Haaa, it stings but tingles. Is this love?"
"Cut the nonsense. Hey, why's your pussy already wet?"
"Cuz, ahh, you're touching me...."
As he applied ointment to her whole ass, Lee Hyun-woo spread her cheeks.
Her pussy parted too, revealing its slick insides.
"That's a lot of wetness leaking out for that excuse. Don't tell me—you got off on the spanking?"
"....Ugh."
Lee Ye-rin couldn't answer.
She'd just promised not to lie.
He might see right through her anyway—she couldn't risk another lie.
At her reaction, Lee Hyun-woo said in disbelief,
"Wow. Perverted bitch, huh? Even for you, cumming from a beating?"
"Aaaang! It's because it's you hitting me! I hate pain normally! But it's you doing it. You hitting me makes it okay. Because I love you sooooo much."
"Haha...."
What was he supposed to say to that?
Beats him.
Lee Hyun-woo just chuckled and dodged the question.
He pulled his ointment hand away and positioned his limp cock in front of her face.
Shriveled from the discipline session.
He ordered her matter-of-factly.
"Suck it hard. I'll put it in right after."
Gulp.
Lee Ye-rin swallowed hard.
Right.
This was why she'd come all the way to the hotel.
She'd forgotten amid getting caught and disciplined.
"Hauuup."
Lee Ye-rin took his cock in her mouth.
Reacting to her lips and tongue, it quickly stiffened inside.
From soft and squishy to firm, then rock-hard.
Lee Ye-rin worked her tongue furiously, sucking him off.
"Putting it in now."
Lee Hyun-woo rolled on a condom and took position behind her.
He planted his legs on either side of her body, squatting with his thighs hooked over hers.
And thrust in.
"Auuugh!"
It hurt.
Pain radiated from her freshly spanked ass.
But in contrast, pleasure flooded her pussy.
Sex with Lee Hyun-woo was always special.
Just having his cock inside felt this good.
And now that she realized her love, it felt even better.
"Aaaah, Hyun-woo, feels so gooood! Aaaah, hurts. But feels gooood!"
Moans spilled naturally from her lips.
Every time his hips slammed into her ass, heavy pain throbbed.
It hurt.
But it felt good.
Contradictory feelings, but both sensations hit her at once.
"Fuck, what the hell?"
"Hngh-ut, why? What's wrong? Aaah!"
"Your pussy's gripping tighter than usual?"
"Ah, really? Why, whyyy? Haaang!"
Lee Ye-rin's pussy had always been top-tier tight.
But today it was twice as intense.
Especially when he thrust deep—it clenched hard with a snap.
Lee Hyun-woo quickly figured out why.
Every hip slap made her ass sting, which made her pussy tighten in response.
Is this what they call masochism?
She didn't seem like the type before.
Lee Hyun-woo felt a strange mix of bafflement and pride at his unconscious ability to awaken her submissive side.