Orders for Jeong Sangmi — Contact with Lee Jueun
I woke from a short nap to find it was already seven in the evening. Whatever fatigue I'd been carrying had eased off some — the instant my eyes opened, my thoughts went straight to pussy.
I'd already taken Lee Jiseon today... so maybe I should call Park Eunjeong over and have her next? The thought crossed my mind, then another one shoved it aside. This time, I wanted to make Jeong Sangmi suffer.
I pulled something from the fridge, slapped a meal together, and sent Jeong Sangmi a KakaoTalk. There was no text. Everything I dumped on her were the humiliating photos and videos I'd taken that day, while we went at it like animals in the car.
I sent every last picture and clip in one go and settled in to eat at my leisure. Surprisingly, a reply came almost immediately.
She's still talking down to me? Still hasn't learned her place... That was my first reaction — and then the part about her daughter made my ears prick up. I'd seen the girl plenty of times on Jeong Sangmi's profile picture. Long straight hair, pale skin, big eyes, and full lips. An absolute knockout.
The greatest pleasure I could take in tormenting Jeong Sangmi was, of course, breaking her daughter in.
I focused my mind at once and sent Jeong Sangmi a suggestion.
From this moment on, you will be honest with me.
You will answer anything I ask with complete honesty and do whatever I tell you. And every time you do, you will feel a strange, intoxicating pleasure — the satisfaction and thrilling excitement of being bound and dominated by a powerful man.
The suggestion would have taken hold the instant I sent it. Time to get to work.
Jeong Sangmi obediently told me the name. I looked it up on the map. By car, it wasn't far at all.
This was a woman's body that had already, because of me, tasted orgasms beyond anything she'd ever known. A body like that wouldn't be able to refuse me when I threatened to stop putting my cock in her.
The moment she told me not to, I was already doing it. I started the car and headed for the cafe.
The cafe sat in a quiet spot on the outskirts of town, with a decent view and not many customers. Jeong Sangmi's car was still in the parking lot. Of course it was. She obeyed me.
I ordered an Americano — the fastest thing they could make — and headed up to the second floor. I spotted Jeong Sangmi sitting by the window with her daughter. The moment I took the table next to theirs, she started watching me with a nervous, uneasy look.
I pretended to sip my coffee for a while, glancing around, then got up and headed for the restroom. The bathrooms were down a hallway that split into men's and women's at the entrance, and a large potted plant sat right there by the doorway. I snapped a photo of the planter, then went back to my seat.
I opened KakaoTalk and started typing to Jeong Sangmi.
I sent it. Then I sat back, sipped my coffee, and watched.
Jeong Sangmi didn't check her phone right away. She was probably worried that looking at it constantly in front of her daughter would give away that something was going on. Not that it mattered. While I waited, I could plant suggestions in her daughter.
I looked at the girl's face, focused my mind on her, and started sending suggestions.
You keep finding yourself distracted by me at the next table.
I look incredibly handsome. Enormously attractive. I am the perfect man you have always dreamed of.
You wish I would come over without your mother noticing, strike up a conversation, and ask for your number. If I ask for your number, you will gladly give it to me.
You have fallen for me at first sight, and you want to be with me no matter what it takes.
You want to become my woman and devote your body and soul to me. That is true happiness. That is the greatest joy there is.
With each suggestion I sent, I could feel the daughter's eyes flicking toward me.
Then the girl checked her phone first, and Jeong Sangmi took the opportunity to naturally unlock hers and read the messages I'd sent. The panic on her face was obvious. Dodging her daughter's attention — still fixed on her own screen — she shot me a brief, accusing look.
Hmph. And what are you going to do about it?
You are getting aroused. This situation — being forced to perform an obscene act that must never, ever come to light — is so exciting you could lose your mind.
I drove the wedge in deeper, just to put some real heat under her.
A flat-out order. I didn't even call her noona anymore. I talked however I damn well pleased. That was the nature of our relationship now.
And a few seconds later...
"Mom's going to the restroom for a bit."
Jeong Sangmi stood up as she said it. I could already imagine the feel of her ass through those jeans. Any moment now she'd be in that restroom, peeling off the jeans and her panties, spreading her pussy, and sending me the picture. Heh heh heh heh.
The second she disappeared into the bathroom, I moved on to the next phase.
I pretended to look at my phone, then glanced sideways at Jeong Sangmi's daughter. She was already looking at me. Our eyes met. She hurriedly dropped her gaze, but a smile had already spread across her whole face. I stood up and walked over. Her head came right back up, and she looked at me.
I sat down in the chair Jeong Sangmi had been using, and she startled. But melted into that fluster was a heat of anticipation and excitement.
"Hello."
"Ah, y-yes..."
"I'm sorry. I was sitting next to you, and... you're just so beautiful."
"Ah..."
Her face flushed and she turned her head slightly to the side. She'd probably been through this plenty of times. A beauty like her must have heard it at least ten times a year. But I was a different case. Unlike the countless men who'd hit on her before... I was the perfect ideal she'd always dreamed of.
"Forgive me for asking, but... do you have a boyfriend?"
To think a thirty-four-year-old like me would be saying something like this to a girl in her early twenties. Heh heh heh.
"Ah... yes... I do have someone I'm seeing, but..."
She trailed off, looking flustered. Honestly, she was probably bitterly resenting the fact that she had a boyfriend right now. The moment she'd laid eyes on me she'd fallen at first sight, and inside her a fierce desire was welling up — to become my woman, to devote her body and soul to me. Same as it had been with Lee Jiseon.
"Ahh... I figured as much. The moment I saw you, I knew you would. Still, I thought I'd take a chance and work up the courage... ah. This is embarrassing."
"Oh, no, not at all... hehehe."
She flashed a bright smile and even waved a hand to dismiss it. She seemed desperate not to disappoint me, no matter what. Time to accomplish what I'd come for. But she beat me to it...
"Um... just in case, could I have your number..."
"Hm?"
"No, I mean... heh. If I happen to break up with the person I'm seeing, I'll... get in touch."
"Ah. Then I'd be grateful."
Well, well. She was the one asking for my number. She hadn't just fallen for me — she'd fallen hard. At this rate, she'd meet me even without breaking up with her current guy. Heh heh heh.
"Let me see your phone."
"Yes..."
She pulled it out immediately, unlocked it, switched to the keypad, and handed it over. She was hurrying too, trying to finish this before Jeong Sangmi came back. I typed my number into her phone and hit call. That was that.
"Um... your name is..."
She asked for my name first this time, too.
"Kim Minha. And you?"
"I'm Lee Jueun..."
"Lee Jueun... that's a pretty name, too."
A message came in. A photo from Jeong Sangmi. I checked it as naturally as anything.
Sitting right in front of Lee Jueun, I admired the pussy shot her mother had just sent me. Just as I'd instructed, she'd shot it from below looking up, and she'd even spread herself open with her left hand. Deep inside, a milky-white trickle ran down and beaded at the edge. And sitting across from me, Lee Jueun had no idea what state her mother was in. She just sat there with a face that couldn't contain how happy she was. I found that endlessly entertaining.
"Then please give me a call if you and your boyfriend part ways. As for me... I've gotten a beautiful woman's number and my face is burning up. I should hit the restroom before your mother comes back. I'll leave you to it."
"Yes. Hehehe."
I left Lee Jueun at the table and headed for the restroom. The hallway leading in couldn't be seen from the main floor, so I stopped there and waited for Jeong Sangmi. Sure enough, she came out of the women's room, spotted me, and nearly jumped out of her skin. In her hand was a wad of white tissue.
I snatched it from her and stuffed it in my pocket.
"What do you think you're— mmph!"
Jeong Sangmi started to protest, but her mouth was stopped. I'd pulled her into my arms and crushed a kiss against her lips. There were no customers on the floor, so I wasn't worried about anyone walking in — but a kiss in a place like this would still have her terrified. Just as I expected, she shook her head and shoved at me with her arms, trying to twist free.
I yanked her back in and, with my right hand, roughly swept up between her legs — over the pussy that had no panties on and was soaked through with her own white juices.
"Hahhn...!"
Then I put my mouth to her ear and whispered.