Chapter 12: Bride Training 1
Yoon Seohyun, who desires to complete Bride Training, swears to submit to Kim Heejin's words. If Yoon Seohyun does not submit to Kim Heejin's words, she swears to endure any punishment.
I only learned my name after the Bride Training textbook was stamped with my fingerprint.
That smile on her face as she looked at the textbook with eyes like dripping honey was truly one of someone who had obtained the entire world.
She beckoned me to come closer, as if inviting me to her side.
"Sit on my lap, Unni."
Following her words, I pressed my buttocks against her thighs. She grabbed my waist and pulled me all the way to her crotch.
Her soft breasts and her warm breath were felt from behind, and the distance was so close that my buttocks touched her pubic bone.
"From now on, unless there are any special circumstances, you will receive the Bride Training in this posture. Do you perhaps know why you receive it in this posture?"
"... I don't know."
She suddenly asked me a question. When I didn't answer, she whispered in my ear as if telling me the answer.
"This posture is one that fully exposes everything about Unni."
"Ugh."
Her slimy tongue entered my ear canal.
"I can lick your ear like this."
Her tongue came out from the ear and sucked my nape deeply.
"I can lick your smooth neck without a single wrinkle."
Now she raised her hand and started poking my breast tip lightly.
"Huuu..."
Every time her touch reached my breast tip, the tip, my body trembled, and strength entered my legs on their own.
"I can touch Unni's breasts without any effort."
Her other hand put her finger into my mouth, which was drooling from pleasure. She pulled out my tongue, smeared the drool on her hand, and applied it to my breast tip.
Because I was wearing white underwear, my underwear, which normally showed the contents, was completely soaked, fully exposing the pink nipples.
"Unni's mouth, waist, hips, and... even the pussy."
Now she pinched my erect nipple hard.
"Kkhuuu!"
My vision turned completely white, and I felt a surge as my lower part spurted out fluids. It felt strangely pleasurable.
"I think this is the most convenient posture to touch Unni. It's a pity I can't see Unni's face, but that's a problem to be dealt with later as future pleasure."
"Ugh."
Finally, she playfully flicked my nipple with her fingertip and handed me the book.
"And finally, I have one last thing to warn you about. During the Bride Training, you must never put this book down until I give you further instructions. This book is the teacher who makes Unni my bride. If you lose it, I'll punish you."
".... I understand."
Even though the Bride Training hadn't started yet, my head was already aching. Because my body was already heating up from being stimulated several times, and I had a feeling that if I received all the Bride Training from her, I would no longer be myself.
"Well then, Unni, turn to the first page."
"........"
Because opposing her directly would lead to even greater ruin, I made a firm resolve in my heart. Even if my body was toyed with by her, I would never submit in heart.
Turning the first page of the textbook, a rule for basic living principles appeared.
"As you can see, from now on, these are the living principles you must pay attention to and follow. Will you read them out loud?"
They were rules that were not worth reading out loud at all. They were phrases that completely destroyed human dignity and ruined humans. Black people in cotton clothes wouldn't have been treated like this.
"I asked, Unni."
"Kyaak!"
Surprised, I forgot to answer her words and just stared blankly at the textbook. I felt pain as if the flesh on my thighs was being torn off. To reduce the pain even a little, I twisted my body, but she simply blocked my struggle by crossing her legs between my thighs.
"Ah, it hurts. H... Heejin-ah, it hurts... Hwaaang..."
It felt like fire was burning on my thighs. Since she was obsessed with my health, the shock was doubled. I thought I was going to die from pain. My body, which was already frail, was sensitive to even a little pain.
"I'm in pain too, Unni. Still, I think this will all become fertilizer for Unni. All of this is for Unni. So, answer my words well and read them out loud. Okay?"
"Ah, I understand. Hwuu. I understand. I'll read."
Having decided not to feel the same pain twice, I quickly turned my eyes to the book. She wiped my tears with a gentle touch, as if pleased.
"New living rule. Yoon Seohyun never lies to Kim Heejin, no matter what. If she lies, she will receive a big punishment."
"Good. Well done, Unni."
While being stroked by her, I read the second living rule.
"Second. Yoon Seohyun must never remain silent when Kim Heejin asks something. She must answer the question no matter what."
"Yes. Good job."
Every time she gently stroked my head, I felt strangely relaxed, almost too much.
"Third. During Bride Training, Yoon Seohyun must not hide her body."
"Yes, Unni. You can keep reading like that. Shall we read the last clause together?"
"... I'll read it alone."
As the pet play intensified, I drew a line and said it. The last clause was actually nothing special.
"Fourth. Yoon Seohyun solemnly swears again to always follow these four rules to complete Bride Training."
"Wow! Well done, Unni!"
She clapped her hands like a seal. Being treated like a pet again, but the saying "praise makes even whales dance" came to mind. My mood wasn't bad at all.
"Then, shall we start the proper lesson now?"
".... Yes."
"I like it. Answering so well makes you so pretty."
I knew she was overdoing the praise for education. Since I knew that fact, I didn't need to feel proud. But as she kept stroking my head and praising me repeatedly, a pleasant feeling started to seep in slowly.
"Well then, turn to the next page, Unni."
Following her words, turning the page brought the beginning of the proper Bride Training chapter.
The topic covered in Chapter 1 was 'How to Become a Submissive Wife.'
"From now on, you must wake up and follow me, Unni. Bride Training is a subject that requires a solid foundation to complete. If you don't build a solid foundation, you might not be able to complete it for the rest of your life."
".... It's not math or English..."
"Math and English are important as basic skills, but they can't compare to Bride Training!"
Her words that Bride Training, a foolish subject, requires a solid foundation made my mind hazy. Even if I get it for free, I need a Bride Training completion certificate, and it seemed even harder than the class, so my stomach churned.
"From here, I'll give you about five minutes. Read it by yourself, Unni. If there's anything you don't know, ask me anytime."
"... Yes."
The first page had an example with the name of a philosopher thought to be.
[The most important thing for a bride is submission. If you ask why, there's no need to answer. Let me give you one example.
You saw your husband's infidelity. You saw him kissing another woman, not you. What should you do at that time?]
"..... Uhm..."
What kind of nonsense is this? In this situation, is there anything else to do? Isn't it just the end?
When I let out a groan, she thought I had finished reading and asked me.
"How is it, Unni? What do you think the answer is?"
".... Uhm..."
"Just tell me honestly, Unni. You don't need to think hard. If you're wrong, you can study again."
... That's right.
It was already a subjective question that was making my head explode, but with her one word, my mind felt at ease. Yeah, if wrong, study again. The thing she hated most was lying, not wrong answers.
"... Won't we break up?"
"Why?"
But why was her voice starting to get sharper and sharper?
"... Because the husband cheated first... It wasn't caught, and even if caught... The wife would start suspecting all of the husband's actions, so of course breaking up is correct. My words were wrong...?"
"Of course it's wrong! After all, that's why I was thinking that. You're not receiving Bride Training right now, Unni. Your thoughts are no different from a communist."
She said my words were wrong? Truly unbelievable, I couldn't even laugh. She seemed not very pleased with my answer, but she kept her word that wrong was okay. She got angry, but didn't get mad at me. She just got irritated.
From a third person's perspective, one might think she was angry, but my experience of when she was truly angry was different. Her current state was no different from spoiled pet play.
"It was truly the worst answer, knowing one thing but not the other, Unni."