Chapter 248. Finals Celebration Party (Baek Ayoung's Turn 2)
Lee Ho-yeon had to suppress his laughter as much as possible at Baek Ayoung's flustered reaction. He'd set up this cozy hypnosis game, only to suddenly tell her to strip—trashy behavior that fully deserved her shock. But from their time together and all the bodies they'd shared, he could roughly predict what she'd do next. If he played along and acted surprised here, she'd strip right away.
"What, did the hypnosis not take?"
"…I'll strip."
Snapping to at his words, Baek Ayoung swept her long hair back over her shoulders—it was getting in the way. Her fingers moved to the buttons of her dress shirt. Even as the fabric parted to reveal her pristine white skin and lingerie in this erotic setup, she still hadn't fully grasped the situation.
This isn't a joke, is it?
Normally, you'd check if it worked by lifting an arm or leg, then laugh it off, snap out of it, and end on a happy note. That was Baek Ayoung's common-sense view. But she'd long since lost any resistance to stripping in front of Lee Ho-yeon. She set her shirt aside on a chair, slipped off her black miniskirt and stockings, then looked at him.
Lee Ho-yeon was scrutinizing every inch of her body, his eyes brimming with excitement. The fact that he still got this fired up after all their times together filled her with confidence. It was a good thing when the man she loved got aroused by her body.
Having admired her thoroughly, Lee Ho-yeon placed a hand on her soft breast.
"Stay still."
"…."
Baek Ayoung stared blankly into space. She couldn't drop the act now. He'd be mortified for real. Not that there'd ever been a chance to stop—his first command after testing the hypnosis had been to strip.
If I'd known it'd go like this, I shouldn't have pretended to fall under in the first place.
She'd only meant it as a quick prank. She had no idea Lee Ho-yeon had orchestrated the whole thing.
"How's it feel?"
"…Good."
Baek Ayoung answered honestly at his question, voicing her true feelings. Her husband's touch always felt amazing. She could go along with play like this anytime. Her only worry was one thing: wasting their lunch break on hypnosis fun without getting to have sex. She couldn't stand that.
"Hmm…."
Gazing at her like that, Lee Ho-yeon pondered his next move.
Current Status: He'll have sex with me… right? What should I do? Can I moan?
Her condition was good. Excellent, if you wanted to nitpick. But Lee Ho-yeon was mulling over how far he could push with Baek Ayoung. His goal was to reignite her sexual fantasy of rape. She'd already maxed affection at 100 and been fully conquered. But this game world wasn't some easy-mode game. Conquest didn't turn her into an obedient doll—it just meant she loved him. That's why he needed to firmly establish a dominant-submissive dynamic.
The ideal would be focusing all his love on one woman… but that wasn't feasible right now, so he needed another way. And this was the solution he'd landed on: securing superiority through complete bedroom satisfaction. At minimum, to breeze through the upcoming finals celebration and field trip, he'd make sure she was fulfilled. Plus, since it was her favorite rape play, it could lock in that power dynamic.
Lee Ho-yeon removed his hand from her breast and sat in the chair.
"Kneel in front of me."
"Yes."
Baek Ayoung obeyed, dropping to her knees between his legs.
At least we'll get to it soon.
She was glad she was still pretending to be hypnotized. Her anticipated act was about to begin.
While she knelt, Lee Ho-yeon had already dropped his pants and gotten ready.
"Put this in your mouth. As deep as you can."
"Yes, darling."
Baek Ayoung approached slowly, taking the tip into her mouth first.
"Hoo…."
*Smack—slurp—*
The crude, lewd sounds accompanied the shaft sliding deep into her mouth. But this was nowhere near enough. Lee Ho-yeon grabbed her head and pressed down firmly.
"Glrk, kehk, slurp, smack…."
"No resisting. Suck it good."
He pulled her head back and forth, drawing out gagging *khek, kehk* sounds each time, but she was used to this by now. Kneeling naked and sucking him off, she was wide open, so Lee Ho-yeon slipped his leg between her thighs, rubbing her soaked pussy with his shin.
"Ngh, glk. Suck…."
He kept her head moving with his hands while pondering her fantasy. Simply put, it was rape play. But digging deeper, it was more complex. She wanted to receive a partner's overwhelming lust when she couldn't resist—prioritizing his pleasure over hers, embracing violence and dominance. Being ignored, treated like a tool. Sex where resistance was futile, ignoring her pain or pleasure for his release alone. The rougher, the better for her.
As long as it was him.
Thinking about it, she's a real pervert.
Lee Ho-yeon pressed her head down rhythmically as he thought. Her pained *keh-kek-glrk* moans grew louder, heightening his pleasure. He'd already planned the rape play. The concept: he loved it too much. He'd make it obvious that vanilla lovemaking left him unsatisfied. That would shatter her misconception that rape play wasn't for married couples. He'd been a sex-crazed beast from their first time, so she wouldn't suspect. Just reviving that old persona. She might even apologize for making him hold back.
That was Baek Ayoung. A good woman, for sure. A total pervert, too. Post-conquest, she'd been content with normal sex, but her core rape fetish from the original story would make this even better.
Problem was, their bond was now too strong and intimate for old-school blackmail rape. Threatening to leak photos now would be laughable.
So what attitude should I take?
Selfish. Ignore her feelings, chase only his own pleasure. And after deep thought, a great idea had come. A bit too extreme to explain aloud… but all for their future together.
Her body was too developed for basic rape play. Even shoving deep into her throat, she sucked eagerly right away.
"Glk, slurp. Smooch—khek. Smack…."
She was already adapting to the shaft hitting her throat, licking the pillar for more pleasure. The friction past her uvula was almost too much to hold back.
Barging in and taking her dry wouldn't work either. Even without foreplay, her juices would flood after a few thrusts. She was a pervert, after all.
So this is the only choice.
Lee Ho-yeon repeated it to himself. Voicing it would mean abandoning his humanity. Even his conscience was prodding him—this was that bad.
*Slurp. Glk, smooch….*
"…Haa. Gonna cum."
Blissfully unaware, Baek Ayoung lavished his cock with devoted attention, pushing him to the edge. Even as he announced it, she didn't stop—feeling it twitch, she shoved it deep herself.
*Gurgle-gurgle—gulp. Gulp.*
"Slurp. Smooch…."
She sucked to drain every last drop, letting him release fully and refreshingly. Pulling out, she looked up at him, awaiting the next command.
Seeing her like that, Lee Ho-yeon slowly spoke.
"…Darling."
"Yes, darling."
"……Regenerate your hymen, darling."
"…?"
His words were so extreme they blanked her mind for a moment. Baek Ayoung furrowed her brow to process, then…
"Wha. Wha…."
Forgetting her act, she blinked rapidly, mouth agape. Seeing her reaction, Lee Ho-yeon squeezed his eyes shut.
I'm such a fucking scumbag.
A husband asking his wife to remake her virginity so he could pop it again. Where did guys like that even exist?
Well… maybe one does?
But shaking off the guilt, he thought calmly. The world's full of crazies. With billions of men, at least one must be that twisted. That boosted his confidence. He was more capable than that guy, so he had the right to ask.
"You can do it, right?"
He could've been kinder, but he held back his soft tone. Part of the play.
"……I'll try."
She said that, but it wasn't a whim on his part. Her healing wasn't mere [Healing Magic] from a spell circle. Infused with her mana affinity, it transcended healing—more like regeneration or restoration. And she'd reached a level where it was possible. Pump in enough mana, and even a fully developed pussy could regain its virginity.
Perfect for ultimate rape play.
Meanwhile, Baek Ayoung's head spun at his request.
Why on earth…?
Regenerate her hymen? She'd never done or been asked for something like that. Anyone else, and she'd have kicked them out and publicized it to ruin them. But it was Lee Ho-yeon.
My beloved darling.
If he said it, there must be a reason. With affection over 100, she'd bend over backward to understand anything involving him.
As she blinked in confusion, Lee Ho-yeon stroked her hair. Her wandering gaze met his face.
Current Status: Is the hymen that important? Huh, what does it mean?
Still confused, huh. Lee Ho-yeon met her eyes with his sweetest smile.
"Sorry for using hypnosis, darling… But only you can satisfy me. You're the only one in the world who can do this."
His words made her stop thinking. If her darling needed it, she'd do it. That was natural. The reason didn't matter—sexual pleasure, dominance fetish, whatever. Irrelevant.
"…Right, right away."
The excitement from first seeing him surged in her chest again. Memories overlapped: the saintess title, yet brutally raped in that dungeon. She calmed her flushing face from the arousal. This was the man she loved. The only one in the world. She recalled why she'd fallen for Lee Ho-yeon.
A man who prioritized his pleasure over a woman's well-being—perfect for her tastes.
It's not wrong.
Why had she even felt repulsed? It was his essence, and loving it was her true nature. The instincts she'd hidden behind "husband" and "wife" began to awaken. Her heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come.