First Tear, First Failure
I had been crying right from the start, and it was all because my situation had been too heartbreaking.
It felt like a miracle that I was able to work with Jeong-hyeon oppa again and that we started talking on the phone once more.
I had even wondered if maybe I could actually fulfill the things I wanted most, but then I had ruined everything all over again with one of my stupid mistakes.
I still couldn't figure out why, no matter how hard I tried, I turned into a complete idiot the moment I stood in front of Baek Jeong-hyeon.
But the damage was already done, and there was no going back.
Since he had decided to toy with my body, I was lucky that the calls had suddenly stopped and we would never have to part for good, but our pure love had clearly ended here and now.
All that remained was a slave-owner ending.
It was terribly sad, but I would have to accept it as fate.
Yes, Da-jeong-ah. Now stop being greedy... and just serve Jeong-hyeon oppa as your master properly.
If you wag your tail obediently and behave, maybe he will even reward you by tearing through your hymen.
At least I could hope for that.
And if the master decides to gather a harem, I could get pregnant the fastest of all and claim the position of main wife. There wouldn't be any real problem there...
The only thing that kept gnawing at me was the first-aid kit.
It was obvious he had been preparing for punishment from the start, especially since he liked my favorite author's novels so much.
How hard was he planning to hit me?
I was relieved to think he would heal my wounds and apply ointment so there wouldn't be any scars, but honestly I had already imagined myself getting thrashed until I was satisfied.
In the early part of the novels, Lee Tae-hyun had such overwhelming lust that his violence hadn't been refined yet, and the heroines at that time always got severely punished before being taken.
Even if Jeong-hyeon oppa liked the character of Baek A-in that came out later, there was almost no chance he wouldn't be interested in violent thicc women.
After all, I myself had watched scenes of the heroine getting spanked like a dog and then being fucked, and I had kept furiously rubbing myself while reading every line.
For a man in Lee Tae-hyun's position, the thrill of conquest would still remain.
So when he peeled off the band-aid that was obviously much too big, I had no choice but to flinch.
That size was perfect for spanking either my thighs or my ass before pressing it on.
"Stay still like this."
The moment I saw his hand reaching for my thigh, I squeezed my eyes shut.
In my mind I kept reminding myself that I had to obey every command without fail, but I could feel how strong his hand was from all the times we had done this before.
It was almost impossible to calm my trembling body while watching it be spanked myself.
Just in case, I brought both hands together above my head, locked them tight, and held my breath while waiting for the pain to come.
It started as a light stroke on my thigh, then his palm slid up, groping and exploring.
From his expression, it looked like he was about to hit right away.
I kept my eyes slightly open, still tense, wondering if he was searching for the spot that would give him the most pleasure.
And then—
Right after his hand brushed my crotch, something sticky and unknown clung to it.
"......Eh?"
I didn't understand what had happened and just blinked while staring at my crotch, hidden behind his hand.
"Hmm. Actually putting it on isn't that great, though."
What did that mean?
What was "not that great"...?
The instant his hand peeled something off my crotch, my thoughts froze completely.
I had felt something similar before.
I remembered buying depilatory tape to get rid of the hair I kept worrying about, and even recalled seeing reviews saying it was extremely painful. I had tried trimming it a little smaller for testing, peeled it off after, and then thrown the whole thing away as soon as I felt the pain.
Pulling out the hair must have hurt, but what was far more terrifying was the agony when the sensitive labia were dragged off with the adhesive still stuck, ripping away painfully.
I wasn't good at enduring pain to begin with. If I cut my finger while cooking, I would sit there all day with it throbbing and groaning.
Now this band-aid was being torn off in one go?
Even if it was Jeong-hyeon oppa doing it, there was no way I could endure that kind of pain.
"Ow, ow, oppa...!"
I cried out desperately, but unfortunately his movements were much faster.
The moment I realized the thing that had clung to my crotch was a band-aid, everything was already over.
With that familiar ripping sound, my soft labia were yanked long and then came off with a soft thwack.
In that instant, the pain I had expected hit me full force.
"Kyaaaah...!"
It felt like my pussy was on fire.
It stung, burned, and then... burned again...
And right after, a new band-aid appeared.
This time he placed two band-aids side by side, sized about the length of my finger,
"Hmm. It's better to put them vertically."
Then Baek Jeong-hyeon, without the slightest hesitation, ripped them off.
"Hyaaa...!"
Surprisingly, the pain vanished completely, and pleasure began filling the empty space instead.
Before I could even react, the fluid that had dripped off shot out like rain, soaking the bed sheet in seconds.
It was a clear climax, and of course my lewd body wasn't satisfied at all. It moved on its own, trying to close the legs that had been spread wide open.
"I clearly told you not to rub your pussy, didn't I?"
The moment his cold voice rang in my ear, my left breast was squeezed hard.
"Huuung!"
To prove how angry I was, he squeezed even more roughly than before, but his expression didn't soften.
"Or would you like me to play with your tits instead? Make you squirt like last time?"
I shook my head desperately.
Our foolish little brother was still drooling and moaning alone, as if he wanted to feel even more, but my own mood had hit rock bottom.
If I could, I would have just sat there and sobbed my heart out.
No matter what Jeong-hyeon oppa had expected, as the girl who had experienced the worst moment of her life, I knew I could never feel anything more shameful than this no matter what happened in the future.
Spanking me bent over would have been much better.
At least that counted as foreplay, so even if I felt it during the act, I could just add "extreme masochist" to the list.
But right now I had no way to describe it at all.
At least not based on the sexual knowledge I had gained from all the lewd stories and comics in my head.
What kind of woman would orgasm just by having a band-aid peeled off her pussy...?
The way he clicked his tongue made my chest ache as if it were being torn apart.
It felt like I had been given a death sentence.
After this situation that had completely ended my life as a woman, I would only be seen as a bitch in his eyes.
At least being a bitch would be hopeful, but since he was the oppa who liked lewd stuff, he would probably do something even worse than taking off this band-aid and torment me.
Of course... I didn't mind.
If treating me like this made Jeong-hyeon go crazy with excitement, then having my hymen torn open would be a matter of time anyway, so I could endure this humiliation with closed eyes.
But his crotch was still sleeping, and I couldn't find any sign of excitement anywhere on his body.
This wasn't right.
I could never accept my dream first love being used as a toy and then thrown away into a tragic ending...
The moment the huge band-aid finally covered my entire pussy, every hope inside me shattered into pieces.
"Now you look more manageable. Take the photo and don't move."
In the end, this ending...
"Sob... sob... sob..."
Click—
I guess a girl like me couldn't be Jeong-hyeon's match.
It had been an overly extravagant dream after all.
"Just so you know, from tomorrow onward there won't be any more of the pampering you got today. If it doesn't appeal to me, I'll close the cafe door right away. If you don't want to receive the same training in the toilet during daytime, masturbate a little and go to bed early. Understand?"
"Hic... Y-yes... yes..."
"...Good. My business is done here, so I'll be going. Come to work on time tomorrow."
The dinner I had been looking forward to, the hymen-breaking ceremony I had dreamed of, was nothing.
All that was revealed was that I was a sex-crazed girl and had a pathetic pussy that could only be satisfied by a band-aid.
"Hic... My life... It's all messed up... Sob... Hic... My pure love... It's completely over...!"
I cried endlessly while staring at the empty space where he had been, then dragged the dildo I had hidden in the corner of the living room out to the front.
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