Side Story 48: Husbands Turned Horses Offer Their Wives to Master
Just what the hell is he going to make us do...?
The unease that had gnawed at them from the moment they first set foot in this place came flooding back.
"Well, you two aren't just here to enjoy yourselves. You've got a test to pass while you're at it, haha."
And the test he had been alluding to all evening only drove that dread deeper.
"Th-the... the test you've been talking about, what exactly...?"
"What, you think we do anything special? Just the usual~"
Master's words dragged last night's wager-that-wasn't-a-wager straight back to the surface.
"The pedestals I've been using lately just aren't cutting it. They're getting old, I guess — they give out way too fast. So I brought you two along to compare with my own two eyes, lol."
Using...
Pedestals...?
The moment Master's explanation landed, a shuffle of movement rose from the side corridor.
Footsteps — no. Not footsteps. A heavy, dragging crawl, many bodies advancing on hands and knees. And threading through it, sharp and out of place inside a private home, came the crisp click of high heels.
They turned their heads.
"Wh-what the fuck...!"
Even for grown men who considered themselves open-minded about sex, the scene unfolding down that hallway was enough to stop the breath in their throats.
Another... woman...!
She led the procession, impossible to miss. A tailored blouse clung to every line of her body the way Lee Euna's did; black stockings and a garter belt carved her legs into something lethal, and the glasses perched on her nose completed the aura of a devastatingly sexy private secretary.
"I have brought them, Master."
Lim Hyorin — chief secretary of a major Korean conglomerate, and Master's ruthlessly capable personal aide.
What... the hell is this...
But it was not her looks that had frozen them.
"I'm so sorry to keep you waiting, Master... the horses are just so old and sickly, I couldn't help it..."
Behind Lim Hyorin, Han Soeun offered Master a warm, motherly smile and a sincere apology — perched sideways atop a human horse, the pose radiating rank and authority as plainly as any throne.
And the horse she was riding...
Eunwoo's... fa...ther...?
Her husband. Their friend's father. Cho Cheolhyun.
Their eyes snapped, almost reflexively, to his children — the twins Jo Yeonwoo and Cho Yeona, and the youngest, their friend Jo Eunwoo.
"Dad, you hurting somewhere? You're moving slow."
"Don't you dare keep Master waiting over nothing..."
"Aaah... I'm so jealous... I could do the horse role perfectly..."
They spoke as if none of this were even slightly unusual.
They're acting like... it's nothing...?
The children were either insulting their sluggish father or envying him. Kim Minjun and Lee Hyunwoo could only stare, stunned.
"Dressing up pretty made you late, that's all~ Can't be helped, haha."
Master, for his part, was busy complimenting Han Soeun's outfit. Authority aside, a sheer scrap of fabric wound from her hair down the length of her body, and through it — as blatant as lingerie behind glass — every curve of her figure was on full, shameless display.
A wife dressed as cheaply as a street whore, delivered in person by her own naked husband.
Is this real...? This is actually real...?
They had already braced themselves for a household in ruins. Their friend was a wreck; his mother was gone, his older sisters too. But this...
Th-this is... way too far...
They had never imagined the head of the household would be subjected to humiliation this open, this complete.
"H-h-h-hey... th-that..."
Lee Hyunwoo was hissing beside him, practically vibrating. Because Han Soeun was not the only woman riding a man in that procession.
"I-isn't that Seo Yura...? Th-that insanely famous actress..."
Dressed to match Han Soeun, scattering elegance with every sway of her hips, Seo Yura came riding in on her own human mount. The smile she wore was luminous, regal — exactly what one would expect from a legendary star. Calling it a relic of past glory would have been a lie. The woman in front of them was overwhelming.
Sh-she's not even in the same league as the clips online...?
The old line about time being a woman's enemy died on contact. She was in full, ripened bloom, several times more devastating in the flesh than she had ever been on a screen.
S-Seo Yura's supposed to be... the wife of some conglomerate chairman, right? Then the man crawling underneath her...
Han Soeun's horse was her husband. Which meant the man Seo Yura was sitting on, crushing under her weight...
"I-I know that guy...! I saw him on the news...!"
The legendary actress Seo Yura's husband.
Lee Chulho... chairman of the Cheolwoong Group...!
They had not known a father's authority could fall this far.
Then... is this Lee Chulho's house...?
Kim Minjun, quicker on the uptake than most, started piecing it together. He's treating a conglomerate chairman's home like his own... and the wife, too...
He flicked a glance at Lee Raon — and went cold. In her eyes, as they rested on her father, there was nothing but contempt.
He even lost his daughter...!
Lee Chulho's whole body began to shake. The strain was catching up to him; his crawl turned clumsy and slow.
"Please hurry, Chairman. We are already late. Do you intend to keep Master waiting any longer?"
Lim Hyorin yanked the dog collars locked around their throats.
"Ghk...!"
A single strangled sound tore out of Lee Chulho. He did not resist. He could not. Trembling arms and legs scraped together whatever strength they had left, and he crawled on, matching the pull of her leash.
Then Cho Cheolhyun faltered.
"Hahh...! Hahh...!"
His breathing was ragged; he clearly needed a moment. Han Soeun was never going to give him one.
"Honestly. Really, now..."
"Greedy as ever, aren't you? If you keep this up you'll develop such bad habits..."
Embarrassed by her pathetic husband, she let out a small sigh — then grabbed whatever was buried in his ass and twisted.
A d-dildo... he's got a dildo in him...?
Cho Cheolhyun jerked.
"You only ever move when I touch you, honestly~"
Her hand worked the toy with practiced, merciless skill.
"Nngh... ahhh...!"
A sound no father and no husband should ever make spilled out of his mouth.
"How's that, honey? Feeling a little more energetic?"
That's insane... she's just torturing him...
If anything he should have less strength, not more...
They were wrong. Whatever she had done, it topped him off. Cho Cheolhyun started crawling again, harder and faster than before.
He's... actually insane...
Family gone. Fortune gone. Honor gone. Two men driven to the floor, stripped of respect, soaked in insult after insult — and still they were impossible to pity, because both of them were standing at full, eager attention, cocks straining as if they were having the time of their lives.
Kim Minjun and Lee Hyunwoo swallowed hard. They knew that pleasure. They knew that filthy, terrifying radiance all too well.
"Goodness~ Our Chairman and our Director. Taking an entire lifetime, aren't we?"
Under Lim Hyorin's lead, Cho Cheolhyun and Lee Chulho finally arrived at Master's feet. Already on the ground, they drove their foreheads into the floor and offered a deep, groveling apology.
"W-we're sorry... Master..."
"Nah~ I have been working you pretty hard lately, haha."
Master granted them a tyrant's scrap of mercy. Then he made it clear mercy was not the same as a free pass.
"Well, seeing as you two were late..."
He settled his weight.
"Ah...♡"
"...your wives will just have to work extra hard to make up for it, lol."
"First..."
His cock, already hugely erect, was pushed toward the two women's faces. Han Soeun and Seo Yura's breathing went ragged; lush, wicked smiles bloomed across their mouths.
"Hahh... hahh...♡"
"Mmh...♡"
"Haahp...♡"
They pressed devoted kisses to the head of it — apology and submission, offered to their Master by two married women, lips soft and worshipful against his cock.
"Nngh... nnngh..."
"Hahh... hahh..."
Still sitting on their husbands, they leaned in and stamped thick lipstick marks along that heavy shaft. Kim Minjun swallowed again. It was obscenely, strangely hot.
But kissing was only the opening act.
"Haaahm...♡"
"Hehp...!♡"
The two women tangled their tongues together, then carried that wet knot of flesh straight to Master's cockhead, lapping and spreading until their soft tongues sheathed the whole of it.
"Beeeh...♡"
Drool and pre-cum ran together into a slick, filthy lubricant — enough to wring a sound of genuine pleasure even from a man who had sampled every kind of it.
"Soeun and Yura's double blowjob always feels so fucking good, you know that? Lmao."
"Hehehe... if Master's feeling so gooood...♡"
"Soeun and Yura... we're just so, so happyyy...♡"
Praise sent them pressing their lips together, sealing both sides of his cockhead and sucking hard.
"Chuuup...♡"
"Chup... chup...♡"
I already knew, but...
Two women's mouths together still could not swallow him.
I-it's so fucking huge...
That violent size made the whole ugly arrangement suddenly, sickeningly make sense.
Their lips slid and shoved, sharing him and fighting over him at once — until Han Soeun seized the advantage.
"Haahp—!♡"
"Ah..."
"Let's have Soeun go first this time?"
The second Master gave the nod, she claimed the head for herself. Her cheeks hollowed.
"Ooph—!♡"
"Chwaaahp—!!!♡"
She made the sounds deliberately filthy, a hard vacuum blowjob built to flood his ears and his nerves at the same time. Then she lifted her eyes to his, smiled, and fed his pride from every angle she could reach — the practiced devotion of a cherished pet who knew exactly how to please the man she served.
God, she's so fucking pretty, haha.
Beside her, Seo Yura never stopped. Her tongue ran the long column of his cock, keeping him warm, keeping him ready. Master stroked both married women's heads as they worked him with such earnest care.
For a moment he could have lived inside that second forever.
Then the husbands underneath them swayed.
"Wha—?"
They caught themselves on the floor. The catastrophe of dumping their wives mid-service was averted. The insult, however, was not.
"Honey? Have you lost your mind?"
"We're already late because of you, and now you pull this while I'm serving Master?"
"..."
The scolding shut both men up. Their shaking muscles made it obvious they had nothing left to answer with. Worse than their wives, though — infinitely worse — was the presence looking down on them.
"Worn out already, huh? ^^"
A chill went through them. Master's gaze pinned their mouths shut.
Fuck...
We're so fucked...
They were still trembling over whatever punishment was coming when Master turned, not to them, but to the two young men staring in a daze.
"You saw that, right?"
"Same as earlier, same as now... as you can see, these two just aren't cutting it~"
He was reminding them why they had been brought here at all.
Yeah... whether I like it or not, I get it now.
He wants us to prove we're better than these old men, doesn't he?
Seeing it with their own eyes made the meaning of the test brutally clear.
"Shall we see how well the new pedestals perform?"
At Master's signal, Kim Ha-eun and Jo Yeonwoo stepped in from behind and kicked both of them square in the back.
"Ghhk...!"
They went down in a heap, strength already gone — shock had drained whatever was left. Before they could even think of getting up, Cho Yeona and Lee Raon settled their weight on top of them.
Contempt and mockery curled their mouths as they looked down.
"Just how useful these horses will turn out to be..."
"Shall we find out~?♡"
For a masochist, there was not a filthier, more perfect line in the world.