Point the Spear Sideways, Not Up
The sudden brawl between the husbands brings Seo Yura and Han Soeun's WWE-style catfight to a dead stop.
"You two! In front of Master, what do you think you're—!"
Han Soeun starts to scold them in alarm, but—
"Soeun. Hold on."
"Y-yes...?"
"Just sit back and watch for a minute."
Master is interested in the fight.
"I trusted you. I left it in your hands. And you introduce a man like that to me? And looking at the state you're in, you knew from the start it would end up like this, didn't you?!"
The fury keeps swelling, past any hope of reining it in.
"How the hell are you going to take responsibility for this?!!!"
The volume, and the rage, climb higher with every word.
"..."
Anger is contagious. It spreads through the room.
"But... wasn't it you, Chairman, who went looking for a man to fuck Madam in the first place?"
"W-what?!"
Cho Cheolhyun, who had been sitting there with his mouth shut, listening, finally lets it all spill out.
"What kind of husband goes out and hunts down a man to have sex with his own wife? From the moment I first heard it, I thought you'd lost your mind."
If anyone is responsible for the mess they're in, Cho Cheolhyun says, it is Chairman Lee Chulho.
"I've had just about enough of—!"
Lee Chulho surges to his feet and the fight turns real.
"I know I'm not normal! That's why I asked you! So why did it have to be someone like him...?!"
"How is that my fault? A chaebol chairman going out shopping for a bull in the first place—that was thoughtless from the start!"
"Y-you little—!"
He could argue. He could pick it apart. But—
"Nngh...!"
The words won't come.
He said it himself: his tastes are twisted. He knows that going looking for a bull was a stupid move that never once accounted for his social position.
Cho Cheolhyun, however, is not finished.
"And on top of that, you invited our couple too...!"
"What...? What is that supposed to mean?"
"You dragged my wife and me into that orgy for about a week, didn't you?!"
Back then, Lee Chulho had invited Cho Cheolhyun and his wife for the night, hoping to dilute Master's influence and keep him under control. Of course, it had backfired completely.
"Why are you bringing that up now?!"
"Why? Do you have any idea what your eyes looked like that night?"
"What about me?!"
"You were staring at my wife with that filthy look on your face!"
"...!"
Lee Chulho flinches, like a man whose own feet have just been stepped on.
"W-w-w-what the hell are you talking about all of a sudden! Don't just spit out whatever garbage pops into your head to change the subject!"
Think about it for even a second and it isn't strange at all. An orgy is already a night culture that has nothing to do with common sense. Inviting each other's wives in the first place is so you can leer at the other man's woman and enjoy it.
He could have just said that. Instead—
"How...! How could you lust after another man's wife? And my wife, of all people!"
"H-hey, come on! Don't you think you're going too far?! Accusing an innocent man of—!"
A panicked man's ability to handle himself drops off a cliff.
Man, this conversation is going completely off the rails~
Master watches the two of them go at it like a fire on the far bank of a river, mentally reaching for popcorn.
And damn, he really holds a grudge. He's been sitting on that this whole time and he just pulls it out now?
Watching Cho Cheolhyun, Master strokes Han Soeun's hair—the woman who has suffered through all of it.
"..?"
She doesn't know why. She only knows she is in Master's arms, being petted, and she is happy.
"Hah...♡"
I think this every time, but she's ridiculously gorgeous, lol.
Chairman Lee Chulho getting ideas about a woman like this isn't even that hard to understand.
And at the same time—
"Y-Yura too, please pet me, Master...♡"
Having a wife this beautiful and still eyeing a subordinate's woman—that part of Lee Chulho is harder to get.
Then again, that is just how men are. Even if your wife is a twin, they say your eyes still wander to the sister-in-law.
Thinking about Yeonwoo and Yeona, that tracks. Even when I'm fucking one of them, the other one pops into my head. That's why I just take both at once, lol.
They're all his cock-property now anyway. Watching these two bicker over who ogled whose woman, at this point, is just funny.
"You agreed to it! That's why you came!"
"How is a subordinate supposed to refuse an order from his superior?!"
"Bullshit! An orgy is not something you do because your boss told you to!"
Well, those two turning on each other is actually perfect, lol.
The fundamental principle of domination is this: point the spear sideways, at each other—never up.
Meanwhile, even as their husbands tear into each other over them—
"I-I'm sorry, Soeun..."
The wives make up at once, as if the savage fight a moment ago had all been an act.
"I got carried away just now... I went much too far..."
"It's all right. I mean... I was getting pretty worked up myself...♡"
"..."
But Han Soeun's easy composure seems to needle at Seo Yura, because she keeps talking, longer than she needs to.
"Still, I really am sorry... The truth is, earlier..."
"Master treated me like his wife. We did this whole sweet little married-couple act... I got so deep into the role I couldn't control myself...♡"
Whoa? Is Yura going for the kill today? lmao
Apparently not all of that performance a moment ago had been fake.
"Look at me... Acting like that couple play actually made me something...♡"
In front of Master, she needles Han Soeun, slipping in a quiet little display of her own influence. But—
"Ahh~ So this was Yura's first time, then?"
"...?"
Han Soeun has nothing to be jealous of.
"Doesn't it feel amazing? Calling Master your husband and whispering love to him...♡"
Han Soeun has already run every kind of play with Master there is. And of course that includes the sweet married-couple kind—calling each other honey, baby.
"Y-you've already done it..."
In the end, Seo Yura is the one left making wrinkles in front of a slug.
"Especially when we're being all lovey-dovey and he feeds me with an 'aah~'... I shouldn't say this with my own mouth, but I really do think, is there a more sickeningly sweet pair of lovebirds anywhere? Hehe...♡"
"R-really...?"
The cozy married-couple scenario. They had done it right in front of her real husband, Cho Cheolhyun, flaunting it, nuzzling and cooing without a shred of shame.
Feeding him breakfast in a naked apron (from Master's lap, of course). Smiling and seeing her "husband" off to work. Wrapped in a back-hug, grinding her pussy on his cock while they made out, deep and filthy.
Like that. They had played newlyweds without rest, to their hearts' content, until the real husband came home late at night.
"Just imagining it makes my belly tremble...♡"
Remembering it, Han Soeun squeezes herself tight against Master and rubs her body into him.
"...I see..."
Seo Yura tucks her tail in without a fight. Inside, she is sinking hard. But she is not the one who ought to be in despair.
"So how long are you going to keep picking at that pathetic little thing?!"
"You're the one dumping the blame on me, Chairman! Don't you think that's going too far?!"
The two men, their women already gone, one shove away from beating each other bloody—those are the ones who should be despairing.
Master has seen enough. He claps his hands and steps in as their Master to mediate.
"All right, all right~ Let's wrap up that pointless shouting match right there~"
And just as fast, he offers a solution.
"Like men! Clean and simple! Let's settle the pecking order in a single round!"
"T-the pecking order...?"
"W-what do you mean, how—"
The questions jump out on reflex. Then they shut their own mouths.
They already know, all too well, what Master is about to say.
"A bet, obviously~"
Both couples flinch.
Oh... no...
Fuck...
The husbands look like men who have walked into the wrong room. The wives, by contrast, light up with naked delight.
"Oh, Master~♡"
"You really do love your bets, don't you?♡"
"And what's the bet this time, Master~?♡"
Whether they have gotten addicted to the same vicious games Master uses to torment their husbands—
"We'll help. Gladly!♡"
—they step forward, eager to be useful to him.
"You're both getting on in years, so... instead of the usual hold-it-in contest... first one to cum wins!"
W-what kind of twisted...?
They recoil at the terms. And then, the moment they hear the prize, their bodies answer anyway.
"And the winner gets... both of these wives jerking him off~"
"...!"
Cocks that had gone dead while the blood rushed to their heads during the fight stir back to life with a heavy clink of metal.
"H-how are we supposed to cum..."
They scramble up to Master, panting, to ask for the details.
"What, you forgot how to get yourself off? You shake your own cocks with your own hands, obviously."
"Ah..."
Any hope that the women might help with the masturbation dies on the spot.
And still—
"R-right now..."
"Shall we start...?"
The prize alone is more than enough.
"Lol, that desperate already?"
Master flicks his fingers. Seo Yura and Han Soeun each take a key and unlock their husbands' chastity cages.
"You want it that badly? Then let's start right now."
"..."
It begins without warning, right in the middle of the room.
A swallow. Not pride on the line—raw desire. A vicious little war.
"No interfering with each other. Don't cross that line~"
A strip of blue tape runs between the two men where they face each other.
"That said, I'm not about to gag you~ Jerk those cocks as hard as you want, and if you want to tear into each other with words while you do it, that's fine~"
Master finishes the simple rules.
"First one to cum wins! And... now~"
He starts the timer.
"Go!"
The instant it starts, Lee Chulho and Cho Cheolhyun begin pumping their cocks in an ugly, frantic rhythm.
And immediately—
"You're a chaebol chairman and that's the state of you?! It makes me sick that I ever worked for a man like you!"
Cho Cheolhyun goes on the attack with his mouth, trying to get under Lee Chulho's skin.
"What?! Who the hell do you think you're talking to! You know that's spit in your own face, right?"
Lee Chulho fires back.
"A man who hands his own woman over to someone else! Who eyes his subordinate's wife! I felt it from the night you invited us into that bed! And now what? Your wife got stolen as another man's sex slave and you want someone else to take the blame? That's just karma coming due!"
"That again?! And isn't it obvious you should be the one taking responsibility?! I fed you, I housed you, I let you work at my company! You botch the job, and then you have the balls to screw me over!"
"It was work you asked me to do, Chairman!"
"Didn't I tell you I wanted a young man I could trust! You already knew he wasn't that kind of man!"
They mock each other to kill the other man's lust, and decades of loyalty, friendship, and trust shatter in real time.
And all the while they keep pumping those cocks, ugly and desperate, tearing into each other with their mouths.
"The way a man masturbates is just so hideous..."
Master, on the other hand, sits back and watches the match—while the wives' mouths soothe his cock.
"A man really should have his cock in a woman's mouth...♡"
They suck him down, wet and hungry.
"You... you son of a bitch...!"
"You fucking bastard...!"
Their ugly fight makes a fine seasoning. But—
"That's strange."
"Is something bothering you, Master?"
"Not bothering me, exactly..."
They're both premature ejaculators, and they've been backed up so long I figured they'd blow in seconds... is it because of the situation?
He had wanted something more desperate. Males writhing in pleasure, teetering on the edge, frantic because they still couldn't cum. Ugly. Pitiful.
Maybe the insults are working too well.
They're barely reacting to each other at all~
It isn't quite the picture he wanted. Master flicks his hand through the air.
"..?"
Seo Yura and Han Soeun tilt their heads at the gesture.
But there are other females in this room—clever, sharp-eyed ones who understand exactly what Master wants.
"Cho Cheolhyun, you little shit... tomorrow at the office I'll—!"
"Chairman~? You look like you're struggling, so we've come to help~"
He flinches. The whisper is right at his ear. He turns—
"Y-you..."
Lee Euna, the woman who trained him, and—
"Raon... you too...?"
"I don't want Dad to lose either..."
—his own daughter, Lee Raon.
"Y-you two...!"
And on Cho Cheolhyun's side—
"Eunwoo just learned a new sex-ed trick. He came to help Daddy~♡"
His eldest daughter, Jo Yeonwoo, and—
"...Oink-hee♡"
—his youngest son, Jo Eunwoo, cling to him.