Dalgeon's Discovery: The Blonde Chaebol Heiress
I went grocery shopping at the mart and came back home. When I opened the front door, Seoyeon, who should have been there to greet me, was nowhere in sight.
"Oppa! Welcome back?"
Instead, Jian came running out in her maid outfit, her little steps pattering quickly.
"Your dedicated onahole Jian greets her master," she said, prostrating herself flat on the floor.
I handed my outer coat to Ayoung and said,
"Huh, Jian, you didn't go home yet? Is this a new greeting?"
With her forehead still pressed to the ground, Jian replied,
"I missed you so much, Oppa, so I haven't gone home. I came up with this greeting together with Seoyeon."
"Then stay for dinner. I'll drop you off later. Ayoung, prepare the meal. Put the champagne in the freezer for a bit."
"Understood."
Jian lifted her head and said,
"Want me to help you change, Oppa?"
"Sure, why not. But seriously, do you prefer formal speech or casual with me?"
"When you're treating me like a boyfriend, I wanna use casual... but since you're my master who owns my body and soul, I also wanna use formal."
"Then just do whatever feels natural."
"Okay, Oppa! Love you!"
She started by pulling off my pants. While I walked around, she undid my shirt buttons with little grunts of effort.
If I recruit a few more people like this, I'll really be a king.
"By the way, where's Seoyeon?"
"Oh, Seoyeon said she wanted to show Oppa something as your toilet, so she's in the bathroom right now. You can look forward to it?"
"Bathroom? Why the bathroom? And you two seem to have gotten close? You're not calling her 'Seoyeon-ssi' anymore."
"She decided to let me drop the honorifics since I'm her unnie. And anyway, we're both Master's slaves, right? Plus, Oppa entrusted Ayoung to me, so Seoyeon had no choice."
Whoosh, whoosh.
Jian had stripped me down to my underwear, then grabbed and fondled my cock.
I trudged toward the bathroom like that. Jian took my clothes to organize them.
There was no need to knock on the closed bathroom door—I just opened it.
"Haa, haa... who's there? Is that Master?"
Seoyeon was tied to the toilet with ropes. Her eyes were blindfolded, a dildo plugged into her pussy, and rotors taped to her nipples. She must have been bound there for a while.
Tied so tightly to the toilet, she looked like a real human toilet. Especially her breasts, emphasized by the tight bindings.
"Yeah, it's me, Seoyeon."
"Human toilet Seoyeon greets Master."
"You really decided to become a full-on toilet now? Kekeke."
"Yesss... because I'm a human toilet!"
"Then you can stay like that all day today."
She's gradually solidifying her own delusions just as I suggested.
Having finished organizing my clothes, Jian came running over.
"See it? What do you think, Oppa? I watched a YouTube tutorial and tied her up like this. Something called turtle shell binding. Seoyeon can't untie it herself."
"I should learn how to tie you up from you, huh?"
"Hehe, Oppa can tie me up later."
"Maybe I will."
Seoyeon opened her mouth.
"Master's home—don't you need to pee? Spray it on me."
"Hearing that makes me need to go."
Jian grabbed my cock with both hands and said,
"Oppa, can I hold it and aim? It's so cool... like, girls have this tiny hole, but yours is like a water gun?"
"What, does it look fun?"
"Yeah!"
"Then you aim it. And give Seoyeon an order."
"Oppa, does that make Ayoung and Seoyeon my slaves?"
"Ayoung's yours to do whatever with, but Seoyeon is mine."
"Tch. Fine. Seoyeon, say ahh~."
Aaaaah.
Seoyeon opened her mouth wide, and Jian grunted as she lifted my cock, aiming it at her mouth and shaking it up and down.
"Oppa, you gonna cum? Shiii~."
"Jian, if you shake it too much, it won't come out."
"Guys' dicks are so complicated. But look at these bulging veins. So cool..."
Seoyeon, mouth agape, drooled as she said,
"Jian-ssi! Stop messing around and do it quick."
"Okay. Seoyeon, smooch! Come on out, Oppa, shiii~."
She pecked the glans to coax it out.
"Am I a baby? You gotta say shiii~? Huh? Oh, it's coming. Aim good."
Humans really are simple creatures, huh?
"Yeah yeah. It's rising. I can feel it. So amazing... something's wriggling inside!"
Shiiiit.
Gulp.
Splat splat splat.
Jian missed the aim a bit, so it splashed not just in Seoyeon's mouth but elsewhere. I clamped the hose shut for a sec and said,
"Jian, you gotta aim better. It's splashing other places."
"Whoa... Oppa, you can hold it mid-pee?"
"Can't girls do this? Guys aren't supposed to hold too long either, but you can to some extent."
"Yeah. Feels like watching a human body mystery show."
"Girls' bodies are mysterious too. Anyway, just aim well."
"Okay!"
Tap tap tap.
Shiiiit.
Gulp gulp.
Jian said curtly,
"Seoyeon, that's enough, right? My turn now."
"Aaaang, it's so tasty, and I just barely finished!! Jian-ssi... meanie."
She tried to thrash, but thanks to Jian's tight bindings, Seoyeon couldn't move a muscle.
Jian knelt, spreading her mouth wide with both hands.
"Me too, please. Concentrated drink, aaaah."
Shiiiit.
Mid-stream, I shoved it into her throat.
"Op-puh, mmph mmph."
Jian looked startled at first, but quickly gulped it all down.
Gulp gulp.
"Puhah! Thank you for using me. It's seriously so good. Oppa, I wanna hold your dick all day, suck it, and drink cum with it..."
"That good, huh? Did you practice with cola too? You're pretty good."
"Yeah. And with a dildo."
"Wanna drink jizz too?"
"Yeah yeah, I've been waiting all day..."
"Aaaang, Master, me too!"
Seoyeon whined.
I kept thrusting straight into Jian's throat.
Mmph mmph.
Slurp slurp—she sucked so eagerly.
Seoyeon, hearing only the sounds, writhed in agony.
"Aaaang! Jian-ssi, you're so mean! And Master, can you untie me now?"
"Hmm... stay like that till dinner's ready. You wanted to do this."
I kept moving my hips as I spoke. Jian wore an ecstatic expression.
"M-Master? Could you at least take off the blindfold? It's so stuffy..."
"I didn't tell you to do this. You did it 'cause you wanted to. You human toilet."
"Uuuung, still... Did you not like this concept?"
Ignoring Seoyeon, I asked Jian,
"Jian, where's the remote for the rotor and electric dildo?"
Jian handed me two controllers from her maid outfit pocket.
I cranked them both to max power.
"Haaaaang!"
Her moans echoed loudly through the room.
"Your training's lacking—you need a gag."
Jian pulled my cock from her throat and shoved it into the bound Seoyeon.
"Hmmmph mmph mmph."
"This suits a human toilet!"
I rammed it in mercilessly.
Bound tight, she couldn't even smack her thighs for air. Jian squatted awkwardly, grabbing Seoyeon's dildo and working it.
"Mmmph."
She let out an incomprehensible mix of pain and moan. As I shook her, I felt close.
"Urk, cum's a reward—too good for a toilet. Jian, open wide!"
"Puhack, cough cough, too intense, cough."
I pulled out, and Seoyeon coughed.
"Yesss!"
Jian jerked me off with both hands, and I sprinted to the finish with one.
Tap tap tap tap.
"Oppa, shoot your jizz drink in Jian's mouth!"
"Take it all!"
"Master, me too!" Seoyeon begged desperately, but
Spurt spurt spurt spluuurt.
It was Jian who ended up with her mouth full of white jizz.
"Ebebebe."
She rolled her tongue around in her open mouth, savoring it.
"Swallow."
Gulp gulp.
The thick load was too much to swallow in one go, so it went down in gulps, and she licked her lips clean after.
"Aaaah."
She opened wide, showing her clean white teeth.
"Uuuung, Master... me too... hauk."
"I'll untie you after dinner! Let's go, Jian." I left the door open.
Jian teased, "Seoyeon, what now? Oppa likes onaholes better than toilets!"
With the rotor and dildo mercilessly buzzing, the house filled with Seoyeon's moans and climaxes.
After a shower, I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. The news was on.
The house smelled of dakdoritang and grilling meat.
Sizzle.
Jian was learning to cook from Ayoung like she was getting bride training.
Jian, naked in her apron, asked Ayoung who was cooking,
"Ayoung, what's the recipe for this?"
Now Jian was casually using informal speech with Ayoung too. The sweet Jian, who used formal speech with everyone except me and a few close ones, couldn't help it in this space.
"Yes, Jian-ssi, five spoons of chili powder and..."
I was watching fondly when my phone rang.
It was Lawyer Gwak.
"Yes, Master Seongtae. This is Dalgeon."
"Yeah, got your call. You finished the investigation already?"
"Not entirely, but I found some info you'd be interested in, so I called despite the late hour. Sorry."
"Good work. So, what's the info?"
"I pulled the registry and dug around, even sent people out right away. That building you mentioned—the sleek one you said could be used as a practice room immediately..."
Hmm... the one Jian liked? It was on a too-prominent main street, which was a downside.
"Yeah, that one. Why?"
"One's owned by an elderly couple, another's by an academy. But this one? A 21-year-old woman owns it."
"That make sense?"
"I thought fake name too, so I dug deeper. Turns out she's the granddaughter of Donggang Group's chairman."
"Chaebol third-gen, huh?"
"Exactly. And she bought it outright in cash—fully hers."
"Then why sell?"
"No idea. Probably her own decision. Emigrating to the US or something."
"Maybe. Got a photo of the granddaughter?"
"Yeah, she posts tons on her personal SNS. Sending now. But... it's kinda..."
"Kinda what?"
The message arrived.
I opened the file, and instead of some demure chaebol granddaughter, out popped a blonde delinquent type. She even had a rose tattoo on her arm.
Her backgrounds weren't Korea at all—just foreign spots. Lots of dancing videos too, even the slickback challenge trending lately.
Girls don't know the lyrics mean 'pimp named Slickback.' It's advertising long hair for $90, short for $50, like a hooker ad.
"She looks like a total thug."
"Right? Maybe that's why she's selling the building. Just living wild."
"Whoa, so she used it as a personal practice room? What the... Let me think."
I leaned fully into the sofa. Before I knew it, Jian had quietly sidled up and was lying down, fellating me.
If I just meet this blonde thug girl, snatching the building's nothing. It's already well-fitted, so minor fixes and it's move-in ready. Perfect.
Amid the pleasure of her sucking, I stroked her blonde hair and continued the call.
"Dalgeon, I'd love to connect with her..."
"Knew you'd say that, Master Seongtae. We can meet tomorrow. Come with me."
"Tomorrow? How?"
"It matched your conditions perfectly, so I contacted the agent, and they got back quick. They seemed troubled by the situation—after a few back-and-forths, they agreed to meet right away."
"You work so cleanly."
I figured it'd take at least a day.
"Hahaha, this is easy as pie."
"Okay. Building's good—what about the house I pointed out? Real estate was hiding it."
"Don't be shocked, Master Seongtae."
"Who owns it?"
"Actress Lee Yu-ri."
"What? That Lee Yu-ri?? For real?"
I bolted upright. Jian, sucking my cock, tumbled over with a clatter.
"Ow, Jian, you okay?"
"Yeah, Oppa, I'm fine. Keep talking."
"Surprised, huh? It's that actress."
Lee Yu-ri got famous at 20 for a Paris film with full nudity and sex scenes. Then recognized for artistry and acting, she just won Best Actress at Cannes. Now, at my age, she's Asia's first 007 Bond girl—an icon of seductive, sensual cinema.
"R-Really? Lee Yu-ri?"
"You seem more shocked than me. She's selling 'cause she's abroad long-term."
"Is Lee Yu-ri in Korea now?"
"Got info her new film's shooting here, so she returned. Staying at a hotel near the location."
"How'd you find that?"
"Years in this biz, connections form naturally. A few bridges and you know everything."
"Direct contact with her side's tough, right?"
Thump thump thump.
Thinking of hypnotizing Lee Yu-ri made my heart race. Embarrassing, but she was my high school phone wallpaper. Jerked off to her movies too...
"Tough, but worth trying. Gotta meet in person for that hypnosis you mentioned?"
"Yeah."
I nodded vigorously, even unseen.
"Hmm... I'll make it happen somehow. Possible in 10 minutes?"
"One minute's enough."
"Got it. Tomorrow, I'll hand over a burner phone and the compiled docs."
"Good. After work, Sia's passed out drunk—bring her honey water and stuff."
"Ah, your onahole, Master Seongtae? Understood. I'll take good care of her."
The call ended, and Ayoung said,
"Master, dinner's ready."
"Oppa, should we get Seoyeon? Her moans stopped a while ago."
"Wanna go together?"
"Yeah!"