After the Ecstasy: Time to Scout a Lawyer (1)
After finishing with Jian, I took a hot shower before heading out.
Since I'm at it, I want a lawyer who's competent and good at shady dealings too...
No matter how capable I am as an individual, I can't know everything or make the right call every time.
That's why I need to recruit experts in each field...
Lawyers deal with fights and arguments against the other side, and sometimes handle the dirty jobs... A guy might be a bit better than a woman for that.
In the end, biology etched into our DNA through eons of evolution reveals its true worth in crises.
After showering and toweling off, I called for Seoyeon.
"Seoyeon!"
I heard thudding footsteps rushing from the living room.
"Yes, Master called for me?"
"Yeah, can you dry my hair? And style it with some wax too. You can do that, right?"
"Hmm... I've never styled a guy's hair before, but I'll do my best!"
Viiiing...
Sitting in front of the mirror, I let the warm air from the hairdryer blow over me as I continued my train of thought.
I'd already scoped out a few decent law firms.
Big-name corporate law firms or fancy partnerships were out, obviously. Too many people involved, and even if I wasn't paying, it'd raise flags somewhere. Confidentiality agreements or not, leaks always happen.
To feel safe, I'd have to hypnotize every single one of them...
Call it a bias, but I preferred someone from the old judicial exam over law school grads—seasoned, with real street smarts.
And not some young punk; ideally, a sly old fox with experience...
Hell, hypnosis solves almost everything anyway—what do I even need a lawyer for? It's just a safety net.
Since my goal is to expand into society, I need advisors for guidance and hands to handle the backroom dealings in my stead...
I stared at Seoyeon drying my hair in the mirror.
Couldn't I just use her as my secretary? Where do people usually hire competent ones from?
"What? Is there something on my face, Master?"
"Nah, just that you're pretty."
"Don't say that... hehe... Master, the dryer's about done. Now for styling. How do you want it?"
"Should I sweep it back to show my forehead?"
"That'd look great and super cool on you, Master."
Hmm...
"Seoyeon, be honest—do I look good?"
"Hmm... You want the real truth?"
"Yeah, no holding back."
"I deal with idols and celebs all the time, so..."
"So?"
"You're not like some chiseled model type, but you look like the kind of guy who's got girls all around him."
Turning around, "You... that doesn't have anything to do with my dick, right?"
"No way, Master. You're tall for starters, and your skin's so fair."
"True enough."
Did I even need to ask? Feeling awkward, I rubbed my chin. The fair skin's from holing up indoors so much...
Seoyeon kept evaluating my looks while styling.
"I don't remember why, but my first impression was super sharp. Your eyes are big, but with that upward tilt."
"Really?"
She grabbed my shoulders firmly.
"Nose is straight and high, shoulders are broad..."
Yujin used to hang off me like a playground ride. She filled albums with pics and vids of us to ward off other girls...
But don't all girlfriends do that?
"You always had messy hair... Wanna check the mirror now?"
Just styling it changed the vibe completely.
"What do you think? Way better, right?"
Seoyeon grinned and leaned in close.
"Let's hit a salon together sometime. Such a handsome face is going to waste, Master!"
Mwah.
I kissed her before I knew it.
"Hehehe." Seoyeon giggled happily.
She brought her hand to her mouth.
"But there's one thing that's a shame..."
"What?"
"Your... pants. I figured it was your style, but they make your legs look short. Kinda ruins it."
Was gonna ditch 'em anyway...
"Let's go shopping together sometime. I suck at fashion, so I'll wear whatever you pick."
"How about we pick for each other? I'll try on whatever you want, oppa."
"Sure, why not."
"Eek! Awesome. Department store date!"
Gotta bring Jian too.
"Time to get dressed and head out. I'm going down to my old room for a bit."
"Okay~!"
I threw on some sweats and headed to my basement studio apartment for the first time in ages.
"Damn, it's cold today... Winter already?"
Opening the door, a chill hung in the empty room.
I peeled back the plastic from the closet and pulled out a deep navy coat, light gray suit, and a shirt with a subtle blue sheen inside. Black dress shoes last.
Not bad.
Usually dressing like a slob, suiting up felt fresh.
I rode the elevator back up to Ayoung's.
Everyone was gathered in the kitchen, and Jian was up, sipping tea.
"Oppa...!"
She spotted me and threw herself into my arms.
"I'm so embarrassed right now... I don't even remember what I said on the bed..."
"Coming over in just a long puffer on a morning like this? Begging for my dick the second you arrived... haha."
"It felt so good earlier I nearly lost my mind, but waking up alone without you... super embarrassing."
I stroked her hair. Hadn't washed up since waking—my cum was still stuck there.
Ugh... probably got on my fresh suit too...? Whatever.
"Something must've happened to me... Going home like that yesterday... I couldn't hold back... Oppa, you don't hate me for acting like this, right?"
Jian teared up.
I knelt, cupped her face in both hands, and met her eyes.
"Why would I hate you? It was amazing. The best. Jian."
"Sob sob..."
"What was it you said? That was genius. 'Giving up being human to live as an onahole'? Hahaha."
"I don't know. You're an idiot, Seongtae oppa. Master idiot...!"
She punched my chest lightly with her tiny fists.
"What got into our Jian to make her like that?"
"You... just teased me yesterday, so I thought you hated me! Sob! I watched porn and studied... came over."
"Yeah yeah. And?"
"Tried lingerie for the first time, sniff, put in a dildo like Seoyeon-unnie, sob... Didn't know what to do, so I just...!"
Overwhelmed, Jian burst into tears.
I held her silently, patting her back.
"Sniff all! You only do it to Seoyeon! Waaah!"
She cried for a while before calming down.
"Wanna sit on the couch for a bit?"
"Yeah, oppa. Hic."
I sat beside her.
Seoyeon had been trailing us sneakily.
Ayoung just sat sipping coffee, watching.
"So what do you mean I only do it to Seoyeon?"
Seoyeon says I only like Jian, and she says I only do her... Women are impossible.
"You creampie only Seoyeon... Condom with me, no mark claiming me as yours... And and..."
"Maybe the condom was to cherish you more? I did mark you. It's permanent ink—comes off if you want."
"I saw it when I got up."
"Don't like it?"
"No, I love it... Finally marked... Feels special as your exclusive onahole... And I'm your girlfriend too..."
"See? I never call Seoyeon my girlfriend."
"B-but... she gets to be a human toilet! That's better than onahole!"
Seoyeon jumped into the convo.
"But Seoyeon-unnie? I looked it up yesterday—human toilets get left in public restrooms for gangbangs?"
"Huh...? I don't want that... ; But if it's Master's order, I'll obey..."
"We won't put you girls in public restrooms, so don't worry..."
Other bitches, who knows...
"Phew... Good."
"And Haeun's coming as another junior."
"Got it. I'll start her training with a bottle of cola first, Master."
Hypnosis is powerful... This convo's making my head spin. Gotta be careful not to get dyed by it. Or separate them?
"Jian, you good now?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Jian asked, "Oppa, wanna do it again now...? Climaxes keep coming—no thoughts, just 'this is heaven'."
"Really?"
"Yeah? Feeling your cum filling my belly... So happy."
Better dial it back here before I go.
"All three of you, sit here."
They scurried over and lined up.
I considered forcing down their libidos with suggestions,
But they'd be too doll-like then?
"I'm setting weekly fuck limits from now on. Seoyeon and Jian... three times."
"That's too few... I wanna do it every day with oppa..."
"Master, me too..."
Virgins who just tasted peak pleasure—too harsh?
"Extras are up to me. Got it for now."
"Yeees..."
"Ayoung, max once?"
"Understood, Master."
Ayoung's so obedient. 100% submission?
"Master!" Seoyeon raised her hand.
"What? Not upping the count."
"Not that..."
"Then?"
"You look so hot in the suit."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah! Best look I've seen, oppa."
Staying longer'll ruin my self-image. Time to bounce.
"Ahem, anyway, coordinate dates yourselves knowing that. Ayoung?"
"Yes."
"Let's head out."
"I'll go down first and wait in the car."
Ayoung grabbed the keys and headed out.
"Another building viewing today, oppa?"
"Yeah. Lawyer first. You?"
"Got class... but not in this state."
"Rest then. Wash up first."
"Got it. Have a safe trip, oppa."
"Master! Come back safe!"
"Seoyeon not coming along today?"
"Gotta practice hard too."
"Alright."
With their send-off, I hit the first floor where Ayoung waited.
I slid into the back seat.
"Let's go. Here's the address."
"Gwak Cheolyong Law Office, right?"
"Yeah. Head there first."
"Name rings a bell... Anyway, we're off."
"Just 'rings a bell'? You don't know the line? 'I started Dalgeon life at seventeen...' "
"Oh! Same name as that gambling movie character."
Fun name, solid resume, good profile vibe... Gotta meet him.
And so we headed to Gwak Cheolyong's office.
"Hey! Ayoung, pass me a cig."
"Sorry, I don't smoke so I didn't prepare any."
"Kidding. Just feeling it. Quit yesterday."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
No one's seen me in sweatpants since.