Chapter 37
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 37
Chapter Title: Han So-hee
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"Let's talk alone for a bit."
It was early morning when we reached the chapel entrance. Han So-hee strode right up and spoke to me. She wanted a private word.
I glanced back at Kim Yu-rim and Ju Ah-hyun. Han So-hee apologized to them as well.
"Sorry, but mind if I borrow him for a moment?"
They both nodded, seeming to understand what was going on.
"Oh, a private date?"
"Have fun!"
And just like that, Han So-hee and I entered the chapel alone. We took the usual route I'd been using lately, climbing the stairs on the right side.
'She's not planning to kill me and steal my accessories, is she?'
I hoped she wouldn't try something that stupid.
Thankfully, as soon as we reached the second-floor corridor, she turned to me with a serious expression.
"I'm taking one of those accessories too."
She wanted an accessory for herself.
I silently gazed at the noble genes standing before me.
Long, straight black hair.
A natural elegance radiating even from a simple hoodie.
Eyes calmer than a still lakeside.
'She looks a bit like Emilia and Ekaterina.'
The S-Rank royals I'd meet later. True royal bloodlines, worlds apart from us commoners, passed down through ages.
Han So-hee's resemblance meant her family wielded power over tens of millions too.
"Are you listening? I said I want an accessory."
The daughter of such a family was offering her body to me.
I nodded slightly to show I was listening.
"Then let's proceed with the contract..."
"But I don't feel like giving one away."
"What?"
The impassive, haughty rich girl's face twisted in confusion in an instant.
I laughed and continued.
"Just kidding. You were so serious, I thought I'd lighten the mood."
"......"
Han So-hee's ears flushed red. Her face heated up. Her voice carried a hint of anger.
"...You have terrible taste in jokes."
"Thanks for the compliment."
"You think that's a compliment?"
"Anyway, you know what you have to do if you want an accessory, right?"
...She nodded.
As if she'd steeled herself for this after watching us, Han So-hee began shedding her clothes one by one, letting them drop to the floor.
Her alluring body came into view.
A graceful curve along her neckline.
Long, smooth limbs.
Just the right amount of muscle paired with fat that accentuated her feminine charm.
Smooth.
Her hips and ass were impressively mature and full, while her waist dipped in slimly.
'Shin Seo-yeon's skin is nicer...'
But in terms of proportions, Han So-hee was a cut above.
And it only got better when her bra came off, revealing something even more stunning.
'Damn, that's hot. Areolas that big?'
For a Korean woman with sizable breasts, her areolas were huge—too big even for a bikini top.
Full-on big-tit energy.
Such lewd traits on a haughty heiress from a noble house.
"Eek."
Embarrassed by my stare, Han So-hee covered her breasts with her arms.
Left in just her panties, she confirmed the terms like she was double-checking a contract.
"You give me an accessory, and in return, I let you use my body... Does that match?"
"Yes."
"One accessory per session, so four times total, right?"
Her voice held a bitter edge.
She trembled slightly, head bowed in shame, as if she'd never imagined selling herself like a whore.
But soon, she lifted her head with resolve and met my eyes.
I spoke softly, locking gazes with her determined stare.
"No."
"Huh?"
"There's something we need to adjust."
Her eyes widened at my unexpected reply, questioning silently what I meant.
"Adjust what?"
"Originally, it was one per session. But my side's changed a bit."
I pointed one by one: her face, upper body, crotch.
"Mouth, tits, pussy, ass. Let me use your important parts freely, and I'll give you one accessory per part."
"So you're saying sell off my body parts for money?"
"Exactly."
"That's outrageous!"
Han So-hee shouted.
Unable to contain her fury, she clenched her fists and stepped forward. Her freed big tits bounced up and down, drawing my eyes.
"You think I'll agree to that nonsense?"
"And if you don't? What can you do?"
"What...?"
She was Korea's top woman.
Whatever she wanted, she got. Whatever she desired, she bought. She'd lived without want.
Yet here she was, offering herself to some nameless commoner.
That meant she was desperate.
"Han So-hee, you have no choice."
"!!"
In other words, she'd accept any terms I set.
"You have two options: accept my terms and sign over your body, or get culled here alone and die pathetically."
She flinched.
Suddenly, she went noticeably quiet. I'd expected backlash, but the silence stretched. Odd, but I finished my thought.
"Plenty want my accessories. No need to sell to you or dump them here. I can sell higher in the next area."
"......"
She stayed silent.
She looked shocked.
'Grew up sheltered, huh.'
Falling apart from a little reality check.
How had she survived this hellhole with such fragile mentality? Tsk tsk.
「Aaah...!」
The silence dragged on until Specters appeared.
Han So-hee still didn't move.
Even after I cleared them and returned, she stood frozen, staring blankly into space like a statue.
I snorted, picked up her clothes from the floor, and handed them over.
"Looks like we're done talking. Date's over—let's head back. The others are waiting."
No rush anyway. She was almost broken.
And if she refused? Whatever. The world had more women than her.
As I handed her the clothes, Han So-hee stared straight at my face.
"......"
Like she was sizing me up, she finally parted her lips slightly.
"I'll survive. I'll prove it."
"Pardon?"
"...Nothing."
Then Han So-hee knelt politely before me. Her slender, pretty hands tugged down my pants and underwear.
"Can I take this as acceptance?"
"Yeah."
Snagged her easy. Who'd have thought I'd buy Korea's top conglomerate heir, Cheongsung Group's successor, with four cheap accessories as a slave?
...That's when she spoke.
"Just the mouth."
"Mouth only?"
"Yes."
She looked up at me with those calm eyes, as if saying she wouldn't play entirely by my rules.
'Haha, playing hardball, huh?'
Too easy, I thought.
She'd endured over ten days in this mad world without cracking—her strong will wouldn't break from one reality slap.
If it did, I'd misjudged her.
"Fine."
I accepted gladly, placing my hand firmly on her head. I pressed my cock tip to her pretty lips.
"But have you ever sucked a dick before?"
"As if."
"Kissed?"
"......"
"Aw, first kiss on my dick? Sorry about that. Kiss done—let's go deeper?"
"Ughp?!"
Her face strained, looking up as she struggled with her first cock.
Maybe her small mouth, or never opening wide due to dining etiquette.
Even with just the head in, Han So-hee looked overwhelmed.
"Chup. Chuuup.... Uup."
Her cheeks puffed like they might burst. She squirmed, grabbed my shaft with both hands to block my thrusts.
"Han So-hee, hands off. Mouth only. Good. Pucker up more."
"...Chup. Chup. Chup chup chup."
"Suck properly. Your lips are mine now."
Struggling with a cock nearly half her face wide, Han So-hee groaned.
'Feels good.'
Who could've guessed I'd force my dick into a chaebol heiress's virgin mouth?
Chuuup chuuup. Chuuup chuuup.
Han So-hee puckered like a duck, sucking noisily.
"Use your tongue too. Tickle the underside of the head. Yeah, like that."
She followed orders diligently, true to her promise.
'Surprisingly obedient.'
I'd expected resistance or diva antics from her upbringing, but no.
She was like a meek cat.
The elegant kind that oozed class just sitting there.
Thanks to that, I enjoyed her virgin blowjob leisurely, eyes wandering elsewhere.
Below her duck-pucker, her pretty big tits swayed back and forth.
"So-hee. Since we're at it, why not sell the tits too? They won't wear out from a little touch."
"...Do as you like."
I reached out and grabbed the jiggling breasts. Wow, the soft bounce was insane.
Bet she'd been pampered since childhood—fed gourmet food, trained by top trainers to grow these.
"Chup chup. Eek. Haah.... Chup...."
She twisted and flinched with every grope. The nipples at her huge areolas swelled up firm.
I pinched and tugged them upward.
"So, how's commoner dick taste? Good?"
"...Cut the nonsense and cum already."
"Cold as ever. Anyway, remember: you're mine now. Don't die on me. Stay close in fights, come to me if anything happens."
She looked up like it was obvious.
"Even if you told me not to, I'd use you anyway. My body's worth it."
...Yeah, figured a well-educated woman wouldn't sell out for just accessories.
Han So-hee flicked her tongue teasingly over my head.
"Now cum. The others are waiting. You can go hard if needed."
"If you insist."
I released her tits, grabbed her head instead, and shoved my cock in. Then I rocked my hips roughly back and forth.
"Mpph? Mpph? Uuup?!"
As the thick rod plunged into her throat, Han So-hee's eyes bulged in panic.
Yet impressively, even as I pounded fiercely, her posture didn't falter.
Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack!
She could've flailed—too deep, can't breathe—but no.
Kneeling, hands on knees, she endured every thrust silently.
...Just debasing herself, milking a man's cock.
But on her, it somehow felt refined.
Nothing like fucking Kim Yu-rim or Ju Ah-hyun.
The thrill of ravaging a noblewoman whose grace never wavered.
Maybe that's why.
"Ngh. Here it comes."
Usually tough to cum from mouth alone, but I was surging fast. I forced the unyielding cock deeper and unleashed into her throat.
"Ahh, fuck yeah. So-hee, swallow. It's your breakfast—don't waste a drop."
"...Gulp gulp gulp."
Eyes rolling wildly at her first taste of cum, Han So-hee still swallowed every bit as ordered.
She pursed her lips, sucking clean with smooches, drawing out the remnants from my urethra.
"...Gulp."
After the last drop, she knelt demurely, opened her mouth wide, and stuck out her tongue like proof.
"I ate it all as you commanded. Satisfied with my mouth?"
"Yeah. But Han So-hee, you're really inexperienced?"
"I am. Strange? A friend said guys like this."
Wonder who that friend is. I snorted, pulled my canteen from the backpack, and handed it over.
"Thanks."
"No problem. For someone who hates it, you're pretty into it. Even with the service."
"Don't misunderstand. I just hate half-assing things."
"Huh?"
"Contract's done. If I'm doing it, I do my best... Nothing more."
Her eyes held sincerity. It revealed her character.
"Now, the item as promised."
Han So-hee cupped under her tits and jiggled them up and down.
Meaning: don't sneak the breast touch in.
"Here."
I handed over two rings. Her eyes narrowed.
"...Sly bastard. The two with the lowest magic resistance."
I chuckled. For reference, Frostplain accessories' resistances:
Rings: 8
Earrings: 10
Necklace: 12
"Won't deny it. But think: common sense says pussy and ass are your body's highest value."
She glanced down briefly and conceded.
"Fair point."
"So, thoughts on wearing them?"
"Well."
Han So-hee stood, slipped on the rings, twisted and tested her body, then nodded with a blank face.
"Good. Light... The bindings and headaches are gone. Didn't expect such a difference. If I'd known, I wouldn't have resisted..."
Her face stayed calm and impassive, but joy laced her voice.
After stretching a while, she regulated her breath and stared at me intently.
"What?"
The chaebol daughter just stared, no answer.
"?"
"...Never mind. Let's go back."
Her piercing gaze lingered on my face then faded.
Han So-hee gathered her clothes and headed for the entrance.