The Training Contract
(Taehyun)
After washing Jihye, who had half-fainted from taking my training, I gave her the aftercare she deserved for everything she had endured—and while I did, I laid out the training plan I meant to carry forward from here.
"I'm planning to train you so that my girl ends up with two faces in total."
"Two… directions?"
"Yeah. A cute little bitch who fawns all over me the way you did earlier, and a sex slave who obeys me absolutely. Those are the two I have in mind."
"Sex slave… bitch…♡"
"Mm. From now on, I'm going to train you until you can play both roles beautifully."
I had worried the blunt, filthy wording might startle her. The moment I saw her face, though—packed full of anticipation and excitement—I realized the worry had been pointless.
"I seeee…♡ Ah, I understand…!"
Jihye wriggled happily in place. At this rate, it almost felt like she barely needed training at all—but she still wasn't the finished version of what I wanted, so the training was necessary.
The real stroke of luck was that she didn't resist the idea of being trained. If she had pushed back hard, I would have burned through time and energy just breaking that down first. Because she hadn't, I could pour all of that into realizing a wider range of training and play instead.
"Today I gave you a little taste of bitch training, so next time I think we'll start on slave training."
"Yes! Then when would the next session be…?"
I paused and sorted through my thoughts. We hadn't reached the stage of controlling Jihye's entire daily life yet, so for now I needed to work around her schedule. When I asked, she naturally said tomorrow was fine—but once I firmly told her to pick a date that wouldn't wreck her routine, she came back with something realistic.
"Next weekend should be okay."
"Alright. Then we'll do it next Saturday. Same time as today."
"Yes…!"
"I already gave you the code to my place, right? Be ready ahead of the appointed hour and wait in the training room."
"Ah, yes…! Then about the preparations…."
"That's your homework. Think carefully about what look suits a sex slave, and come prepared."
"Ah, understood…!"
"Oh—and take this with you last of all."
I handed Jihye the contract I had prepared in advance. It was the final thing I had put together before we began training in earnest—one last chance for her to choose whether she wanted this.
She took it with a puzzled look. Smiling, I went on explaining.
"This lists everything we'll both be expected to keep once the training starts."
"Ah…."
"Further down there's a section where you check off what play is allowed and what isn't. Read it carefully and only mark the things you're okay with."
"…I don't really mind any of it."
"Ah-ah. So if I decided to cut off an arm or a leg, that would be fine?"
"Ah…."
"Anyway. Read it thoroughly, check it off, sign it, and bring it back next time we meet."
"So we're meeting on Saturday…?"
"That's right. Or do you want to meet briefly on Friday? Getting the contract ahead of time wouldn't be a bad idea."
Jihye thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Got it. Then I'll see you next Friday. Same café as last time. That work?"
"Yes, that's fine…!"
"Then Friday it is. Think it over carefully until then."
"Yes, Master!"
Watching her answer so brightly, I let a small smile show. Would she really come back with that contract in hand? Signing it and returning meant the real training was about to begin—a point of no return where ordinary everyday life might never quite come back. Would Jihye choose that for herself?
Half worried, half eager, I waited for her to bring the contract back.
And at last, the day arrived.
Some time had passed since I had successfully trained Jihye into a bitch.
On the Friday a week later, I met her at the café again.
"Babe. Over here, over here."
"Ah, Hyun~. You got here first~."
This time I had come early, claimed a table, and waited, so Jihye walked in right on the hour. She really was beautiful every single time I saw her. In a light brown coat with a brown plaid scarf wrapped carefully around her neck, she looked pretty enough to star as the heroine of some winter coming-of-age film without anyone batting an eye.
She set her white handbag on the empty seat beside her and sat down across from me.
"Whew~. The roads were so slippery I almost wiped out~."
"Really? Be careful. Still, you made it right on time."
"Of course~. It's a promise with my Hyun. I can't be late~."
When Jihye smiled and started peeling off her coat, my eyes drifted that way on their own. Under the brown coat, an ivory knit came into view—but more than the sweater itself, something hidden inside it kept pulling my gaze.
Or rather, it wasn't the kind of thing you could hide. While I stared blankly at the sheer presence of her chest, which looked ready to punch straight through the knit at any second, her laugh reached me.
"Mm-hmm~. I wonder what my Hyun is staring at so hard~?"
"Ah, this is…."
"Inevitable instinct. Is that what you were about to say~?"
"Well… partly, yeah."
As a man with a girlfriend—no, just as a man, period—having your eyes drawn instinctively to a chest like that was probably unavoidable. Even setting that aside, though, I had another reason for looking.
I glanced around the café first. Once I was sure no one would overhear us, I told her.
"I also wanted to check out the chest I'll get to play with however I want tomorrow."
"O-oh my…♡"
"By the way—did you bring it? The thing I told you to bring."
"That…?"
When she looked a little flustered, I smiled and answered.
"The contract. Our training contract."
"Ah…."
"You signed it and brought it, right? Come on, show me."
"Yes. H-here…."
Jihye pulled the contract from her bag and carefully held it out. I skimmed what she had handed me and nodded.
"Mm. Good. You brought it properly."
"I-is this enough…?"
"Yeah. You thought it through before you signed, right?"
"Yes…! I thought about it over and over, made up my mind for real, and then brought it."
Looking into her unwavering eyes, I could tell she meant every word. That settled it, then. Having confirmed her intent, I nodded without another word and took the contract she offered to read it properly.
"Hmm…. So you ruled out hardcore stuff like body modification and amputation."
"Ah, I just… didn't think I could do that…."
"I get it. I don't want to do anything like that to the slave or bitch I love, either."
"Aaaah…."
I heard her let out a breath of relief. I wondered, briefly, how she would have reacted if I had tried to force that kind of play—whether she would have refused hard, or quietly accepted it. Common sense said the former, but remembering how obedient she had been so far, the latter didn't seem impossible either. Either way, she had already locked those things off as off-limits on the contract, so the question was meaningless.
"Other than that, you marked most things as okay…. Piercings on your chest or clit are fine too?"
"Yes…. I think I could handle that much…."
"Mm…. Got it. Anal training is okay as well…."
I slowly confirmed the full range of play she had prepared for, then nodded. Right above where she had signed her name, I left my own signature, then carefully slid the contract into the tote bag I had brought.
"I'll laminate the original and keep it. When you come over tomorrow, I'll make you a copy, so be ready to take it."
"Ah, okay."
"Then the training officially starts from here. Anything you want to ask before we begin? Contract stuff is fine too."
"Well…. There's one thing I'm curious about regarding the training goals."
"Training goals?"
"I understand sex slave and bitch, but… what's the girlfriend part at the end…?"
Catching exactly what her question meant, I gave an awkward little smile. So that was the part that had puzzled her. With Jihye watching me with a questioning look, I owed her an explanation right away.
"I told you I wanted to make my girl into a sex slave and a bitch, right?"
"Yes, that's right…."
"But I can't treat you like a sex slave or a bitch all the time."
"I-is that so…?"
"Right? I can't exactly order you to suck my cock right here in a place like this."
"…I'd be fine with it, though♡"
She was fine with that kind of play…? The completely unexpected answer threw me for a second, but I managed to pull myself back together. Yeah—knowing the side of her I had already seen, it was entirely possible.
I let out a breath and kept going.
"I'm not fine with it. I'm not ready to get socially murdered just yet."
"I-is that so…."
"Anyway. Unless I say otherwise, I want you to stay in your everyday self. That'll help us keep this going longer."
"Okay…. Then when do I switch into the other modes that aren't girlfriend…?"
"I already told you that."
I smiled as I went on.
"Tomorrow—starting after I get back from the gym."
"Ah…."
"Every time a session ends, I'll tell you when the next one begins. Outside of that, just stay my girlfriend."
"Understood, Master…!"
"This isn't training time right now. So how are you supposed to answer?"
When I asked with a gentle smile, Jihye looked at me like she had just realized her slip. A soft voice slipped from her lips a moment later.
"Got it, Hyun…♡"
"Good. Shall we call it here for today? You've got prep for tomorrow, and we'll both be busy."
"Y-yeahh~."
"By the way—is everything ready for tomorrow?"
"O-of course~. My Hyun is probably going to be shocked when he sees."
"Yeah? I'm looking forward to it."
When I carefully stroked her hair as I said it, Jihye smiled like she was the happiest person alive. How would this plain, pretty girlfriend of mine transform before she came to me tomorrow?
Holding that anticipation close, I looked forward to the next day.
And the following day—
a sight I had never imagined unfolded right in front of me.