The One-Hour Endurance Bet
Jeong Hyeonjae and Jin Eun-seol. In the end, he fell into Jeong Seong-a's trap and ended up in Master's mansion. He had been assigned a room where he handled his meals and lodging, and whenever she had spare time, Jeong Seong-a would visit his room to look after him.
Is this meant to keep me in check? Honestly, Jeong Hyeonjae had thought he wouldn't be touched. And for good reason—Master was only interested in beautiful women, showing no attention whatsoever to an old man like him. Yet Master had brought Jeong Hyeonjae into his own mansion without demanding a slave oath or showing any particular interest. That meant it was far more likely he'd been brought here for some other purpose than mere entertainment. So, he was probably being held as a hostage to keep him in line.
Well, I half-expected as much. But this situation was also somewhat anticipated. If Master decided to take him, there was no way to resist or any grounds to object, so he'd mentally prepared himself. It just felt a little bitter, that was all.
"Master, are you alright?"
At that moment, Lee Heeyeon's voice, brimming with concern. I stroked her head and nodded, then asked about today's schedule.
"Um... In four hours, at 12:45 p.m., you have a lunch meeting with the president of Sedam Construction."
Kim Cheonjung, the president of Sedam Construction, whom I'd meet in four hours. He was my partner in the new business I was pushing forward. Right now, I was developing a casino in Gangwon-do, and Sedam Construction was handling the building of the casino and its surrounding facilities, along with all the necessary procedures.
"And after the meeting, you're scheduled to attend the appointment conference at 3 p.m...."
Then the appointment conference at 3 p.m. It wasn't a big deal—just selecting capable slaves from among mine and placing them in key positions. With businesses popping up everywhere lately, I needed manpower, so I was holding these meetings with my top executives frequently to pick personnel.
"And after the conference ends, at 7 p.m., you have dinner with CEO Lee Hayoung."
...Lee Hayoung. She had risen to the CEO position as the Savior's right-hand woman. Currently, she was handling the Savior's new ventures, spending most of her time in Gangwon-do, coming up to Seoul once a week to serve him before stopping by to see me on her way back.
"Got it. Then let's take a quick look at the slaves."
"Hehe, just point them out, and I'll have them ready right away."
There were four hours until the first schedule. Subtracting travel and prep time left about three hours of free time. I decided to use it to manage the slaves.
"I'll take my time picking. Go on out for now."
"Yes, Master♥"
At my dismissal, Lee Heeyeon promptly left the room. Once she was gone, I started scrolling through the slave list on my tablet PC.
-Swipe. Swipe. Swipe.
The list stretched on endlessly, filling the screen. Before I knew it, the number of slaves under me had reached 123. Of course, I hadn't corrupted all of them myself—80% had been bound to me through financial ruin or pulled into this world via the trainers I'd cultivated. That meant the slaves I'd personally trained had high affection and loyalty toward me, while those grabbed by leverage or through trainers had none at all. They were slaves in name only; if their debts were cleared or the trainer's grip slipped, they could walk out anytime.
"Hmm. Time to tame this bitch today."
That's why I needed to personally train them to build affection and loyalty. Especially those tied down by debt—they had to be made mine in advance, so even after paying it off, they'd stay.
-Tap. Tap.
I tapped Jin Eun-seol's profile and sent the link to Lee Heeyeon. Jin Eun-seol was a BJ working as a camgirl on my new above-ground platform, Live Choice, devoting 80% of her earnings to repaying a massive debt.
She'll hit 100% repayment soon. Gotta finish this today.
Jin Eun-seol had been brought into this world through a loan shark broker, so without any direct training from me, she could cancel the contract and return to society the moment her debt was cleared. That's why I needed to act fast.
As an ace BJ on Live Choice, Jin Eun-seol drew massive male fanbases with her innocent looks, sweet voice, and pure, clean image. In other words, she had the potential to rake in huge money if switched to stripping streams.
I'll put her on my live show someday. With her public recognition, she'd easily pull in hundreds of millions. She could even become the star actress for the new AV company I'd just set up. Her image was that pristine, and her beauty rivaled Lee Hayoung and Lee Heeyeon.
"Master♥ All prepared♥"
As I wrapped up my thoughts, Lee Heeyeon knocked and reported in. I ordered her to bring in Jin Eun-seol.
Soon the door opened, revealing Jin Eun-seol in a baggy hoodie and dolphin pants.
"....."
The moment she saw me, she averted her eyes and blushed. Rubbing her thighs together and biting her lower lip, it was clear the sex we'd had last time flashed through her mind.
"It's been a while, Jin Eun-seol. How've you been?"
"..... Just... so-so."
Jin Eun-seol wouldn't meet my eyes, her face sullen like she was angry. She was probably resentful about being raped a week ago, or maybe aching for it—or both. I decided to test her.
"Must've been traumatic from last time. Sorry for calling you back like this."
"....."
She kept her head down, expression blank. But her flushed face seemed laced with strange anticipation. I smirked and added,
"Don't worry, though. I won't do anything to you today."
That promise—no touching. Jin Eun-seol reacted instantly. Her head snapped up in confusion, then dropped again in obvious disappointment. She rubbed her thighs like a desperate dog needing to pee and bit her lip hard.
"Let's just talk. Come here."
I patted the seat next to me. Her face beet red, she swallowed dryly and cautiously sat beside me. I draped my arm over her shoulder and gazed intently at her face. She glanced at me, then whipped her head away, blushing furiously.
"You've gotten cuter. Last time, you were glaring like you wanted to kill me."
Of course, by the end she'd been wrapping her legs around my waist and screaming in ecstasy, but up to the middle, she'd been shooting daggers.
".... B-back then, you forced me."
"So if it's not forced, you're okay with it?"
"..... No way. I, I don't want to do it with you... at all."
She mumbled the end, rubbing her thighs. I chuckled and proposed a game.
"How about this? If you don't crave sex for one full hour, I won't touch you again. I'll even cancel all the obligatory sessions with me."
Obligatory sex with me—stipulated in the contract. Since we'd done it once last time, she owed two more forced ones. My offer meant wiping them all out.
"..... What kind of twisted thinking makes you suggest that? You think I'll beg for it myself?"
She stared at me incredulously, even as her face and ears burned red.
"Of course, I won't just sit idle. I'll tease you enough to make you want it. No insertion, though."
"Hah— you just said no touching."
"True. But didn't you say you didn't want to sleep with me? This is your chance. Hold out for one hour without wanting it, and those two remaining sessions vanish. I'm practically handing you a free pass."
A free pass. Jin Eun-seol seemed to agree, lowering her head in thought. Finally, she looked up, resolved.
Jin Eun-seol bowed her head, pondering Jeong Seongmin's offer. Hold out for just one hour, and he'd never demand sex again. It was a wildly generous deal. No reason to refuse— one hour to escape the humiliation she'd endured last time.
A-and anyway, my body's already heating up...
More than that, just seeing him made her pussy throb like crazy. Her breaths came hot, her head spun, juices leaked out. Even after that degrading sex, the orgasm she'd felt still set her ablaze. Living in this fucked-up place had clearly warped her somewhere.
I need to get out of here ASAP. To do that...
She had to accept. Clear the remaining sex obligations, pay off the debt, and leave. Only then could she return to normal life in society.
"Fine. Your proposal."
Jeong Seongmin grinned and beckoned with a finger. Come here.
"Eut..."
Jin Eun-seol approached with her head down. Staring at his handsome face eroded her defenses, so she had to be careful.
-Pat. Pat.
The wide sofa. Jeong Seongmin leaned back and patted between his legs. Jin Eun-seol sat demurely there, swallowing hard. Him hugging her from behind ramped up her tension—what would he do?
At worst, grope my chest and pussy.
She steeled herself, figuring it was no big deal. She wasn't some horny beast; no way she'd crave cock after one hour of foreplay.
He's probably gotten ideas from weird novels or movies. Reality's different.
It almost made her laugh. Who throws away their future over an orgasm? As her anxiety faded to calm, his offer seemed downright ridiculous. She almost snorted.
-Slooowly...
Just as she convinced herself it was nothing, his hands from behind began to move. He gripped her breasts firmly and planted light kisses on her neck.
-Smack... Smack...
His hands softly enveloping her tits. The soft lips on her nape. Jin Eun-seol panicked. It was just foreplay, but his touch was leagues beyond any other man's. She clenched her fists, fighting the rising orgasm.
Think depressing thoughts. Depressing thoughts...
Yeah, maybe dwell on sad memories. Like the day Dad's business collapsed, Mom left. Or when the court seized the house. Or the debt collectors invading—!
-Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Hng! Haaah!"
Her thoughts froze. His hand slipped into her panties, fingering her soaked pussy, blasting away the sad memories and filling her head with flashbacks of fucking him. Jin Eun-seol bit her lip, staring at her dripping cunt.
Annoying. He must think I'm enjoying this. Getting all excited on his own.
More juice than expected. Seeing it sparked injustice and rage. No way she felt this good—why was she so wet today? She wasn't this slutty normally.
-Squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch squelch
"Eut... Krrut...♥"
Moans slipping into her voice. Jin Eun-seol clamped her mouth shut, digging nails into her palm. Focusing on the pain, she tried ignoring the pleasure flooding her body.
"Mm. About here."
Then his hand kneading her breast slid down slowly, rubbing her lower belly. Left hand fingering her pussy, right circling her abdomen in weird motions.
What... what is he doing? What the—
Anxiety surged. Breathing quickened, head fogged, womb and belly burned hot. To shake it off, she renewed her vow.
I won't give in. No matter what. Not to a guy like you who sees women as toys.
Rub... rub... rub...
His hand relentlessly teasing her lower belly. Jin Eun-seol drooled without noticing, grimacing ridiculously as she endured the orgasm. She glanced at the wall clock and steeled herself again.
40 minutes. Just 40 more minutes. Then no more humiliation—
She was thinking that when Jeong Seongmin suddenly stopped, whispering meaningfully in her ear.
"Here it is."
He hooked his fingers upward inside her pussy while pressing hard on a spot on her belly. Something uncontrollable burst forth.
"Hiiiiaaah!!"
-Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
