Kim Miyeon Grants Me Free Rein Over Other Women
That must have struck a nerve in Kim Miyeon's maternal instincts.
The suggestion I'd already planted meant that every time she nursed me, she felt a love and a motherly devotion that went beyond even what she felt for her own child. I was more precious to her than anyone alive. So when I told her I wanted to suckle at her breast, it must have hit her like her beloved baby had been starving for days and was on the verge of death. Her heart would have dropped through the floor. She would have been beside herself.
And sure enough.
She came downstairs within minutes, arms loaded with food, and knocked on my door. I opened it wearing a victor's smile. The moment she set her heavy load on the kitchen counter, she grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the bed.
"Minha... are you that hungry for milk? Oh no..."
Her breast milk hadn't even come in yet, but the only thought in her head was that she needed to get a nipple into my mouth as fast as possible. She was wearing a simple two-piece lounge set. The instant she sat me down on the bed, she stripped off her top and went straight for the bra clasp.
As her clothes came away, a faint whisper of perfume mixed with the scent of her skin. It was a smell that made me swallow hard.
The second her bra came off, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her down onto the mattress. I stroked her warm, yielding flesh, then closed my mouth around one stiff, jutting nipple and sucked — a flicker of anticipation running through me.
"Ahh...! Minha..."
"I've been wanting to suck on these."
"I'm so sorry. I had no idea... Then please — suck as much as you want. Enjoy them."
"Alright. I'll eat, then."
I latched on and sucked.
"Nnh...!"
The moment I started nursing, Miyeon covered her mouth with one hand and let out a small moan. I sucked at one nipple while my hand found her other breast, then slowly traced down her narrow waist and over the curve of her ass.
I'd planted a special suggestion in Miyeon. In time, her milk would come in. Her body and every function in it would revert to those of a woman in her twenties. She would grow young again. That was my gift to her — payment, and reward, for the love she'd shown me.
"You look just like a baby, Minha... Heehee. Ahh."
"A baby, huh?" I mumbled around her nipple.
"Yes... When you've got my breast in your mouth like this... I can't even tell you how adorable you are."
"Heh. Then spoil me rotten, Auntie."
"I will... Ahh, you're so precious...!"
Miyeon pulled my head tight against her chest. Between the way she loved me as a man and the maternal devotion flooding through her, her affection for me seemed to climb another two hundred percent with every passing second.
I kept sucking as I rubbed between her legs through her skirt. She parted her thighs for me. The fabric was thin enough that I could feel the heat of her panties — and the heat underneath them — perfectly.
"Minha..."
"Yeah?"
"You don't have to worry about money anymore. Just live comfortably. I'm here, aren't I? From now on, I'll cover every expense you have. Don't even bother looking for work. Do whatever you want, live however you please. All right...?"
She spread her thighs wider as she said it, making it easier for my hand to wander.
I could cry. How is she this good to me...
But I still had work to do. My project wasn't finished yet.
"There's still your daughter, though... She's going to be dead set against this. She really seems to hate my guts."
The moment I mentioned her daughter Minkyung, Miyeon's face darkened. Right now, the single most irritating, most inconvenient person in Miyeon's entire world was her own daughter, Ha Minkyung. Heh heh heh.
"Hah..."
Miyeon let out a sigh and stroked my hair as she went on.
"She doesn't even know how much I'm actually worth. Besides this building, I own several more commercial properties, villas, mixed-use buildings... I never told Minkyung about any of it. I was afraid she'd never learn to stand on her own. And even so, she just keeps spending like her mother is made of money... Hah... Just thinking about that girl makes my chest hurt..."
"I see. So your daughter's nothing but a burden to you, Auntie."
The words sank into her like a suggestion, lodging deep.
"A burden..."
"If it weren't for her, you and I could be so happy together..."
"....."
Watching her face grow darker and darker, I had to fight back a laugh. It was proof my little campaign of poison was landing perfectly. All right — time to move on to the next phase.
"Auntie. You're my guardian now, right?"
"Your guardian...? Yes. I'm your guardian now, Minha. If you're ever struggling, or if you need anything at all, you come to me. Anytime."
"The truth is... I got so angry because of your daughter that I... I did something I shouldn't have."
"What? S-something you shouldn't have...? You're not hurt, are you?"
The first thing she did when I said I'd caused trouble was worry about me. God. What a magnificent guardian. What a loving auntie.
"No, I'm not hurt, but..."
"But you said you got angry because of Minkyung. What happened? Tell me, Minha."
The moment she heard it involved me and Minkyung, worry creased her face. She looked me straight in the eye and waited.
Time to spin a little story.
"The truth is... you have no idea how much your daughter has looked down on me, how rude she's been. She insulted my looks. She sneered at me for being broke. She'd walk past me with this look of pure contempt, muttering slurs just loud enough for me to hear. Every humiliation she could think of, she piled on me... God, just remembering it..."
"....!!"
Miyeon was too stunned to speak. Of course she was. She loved me as a man and as a son, both at once — a double dose. Right now her lid was about to blow clean off over Minkyung.
"And that's why I keep getting these urges. These... these awful urges toward her. I know I shouldn't say this, but I felt like the only way I could go on living was to drag her in here and rape her."
"Oh my god...!"
"But I couldn't. She's the landlord's daughter. So instead, I started going out every night and raping other women... Pretending each one of them was her. God... I'm garbage. Something like me isn't even human..."
"No...!"
Miyeon cried out and threw her arms around me, still lying down.
"Don't you say that. Don't you ever say that... That's all my fault for failing to raise Minkyung properly...! You haven't done anything wrong, Minha. So please, please don't say things that hurt yourself like that. Please..."
Magnificent...!
A perfect, flawless guardian. And on top of that, tender and beautiful besides...!
"Thank you for saying that, Auntie. But... I've already become a pervert who can't stand it unless I'm raping women. Every single day I have to rape a different one, threaten her, call her out, keep tormenting her — that's the only way I can cool the rage and hatred I feel toward your daughter. I've become that kind of devil."
"Hhk! Minha...! No..."
Emotion overwhelmed her. She broke down sobbing.
"And then I fell in love with you, and I realized. If I'd met you sooner... if I'd become one with you sooner, I never would have broken like this... No. Even if I'd just never met your daughter..."
"My poor Minha... Hhk."
Miyeon's face was a mess of tears and snot — almost funny to look at. But I had to stay in character until the end.
"Minha, what if I helped you? Couldn't that fix it...? Whenever you feel like you need to rape someone, you could use me... my body, even..."
Truly, a love so devoted it bordered on the sacred. A mother's love that knew no bottom. But... I needed her to grant me free rein — the right to go out and fuck other women without shame or secrecy.
"Yeah. It's like heaven itself sent you to me. When I have sex with you, Auntie, that exploding rage and that twisted lust both settle down a lot. Thanks to you, I don't think I'll need to go out and rape any new women. But... the ones I've already raped, the ones I torment every day — I have to keep seeing them. If I don't, the anger in my chest will just keep building until it blows."
"Oh... no..."
"I'm sorry, Auntie. For being this kind of man..."
"No. No, Minha."
She soothed me again, stroking me with tears that came from the heart.
"Auntie..."
"Those women... they won't go to the police, will they?"
"No... I've already shut them up for good. Threatened them thoroughly. You don't have to worry."
"Oh... thank God. Thank God...!"
She said it and pulled me into another tight embrace, tears of actual relief sliding down her face.
"Instead, every afternoon I have to go out and torment those women. I have to fuck their pussies. It's exhausting, but... if I want to stay alive, this is what I have to do..."
"It's all right, Minha. I'll... I'll help you, so don't worry. I'll feed you well and put you to bed properly so you can rape those women the way you need to. If you need a place, I'll give you an empty room. Just... just trust me. Trust only me...!"
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Don't thank me, Minha. This is all my fault. I raised Minkyung so badly that... hhk...! I did this to my precious Minha... I'm so, so sorry...!"
At last.
I had Kim Miyeon's total love, her total support — and free rein to fuck whoever I wanted.
The heavenly life I'd dreamed of was finally beginning.
And the first one I ought to enjoy, in honor of the woman who'd granted me this glory, was Kim Miyeon herself...
"Minha..."
"Yes, Auntie."
"Please let me pay even a little of my daughter's debt."
"Auntie, you don't have to go that far—"