Chapter 59
Chapter 59
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 59
Chapter Title: Approaching Ruin
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‘Erectile dysfunction... and his skills are trash too...’
-Squirt! Squirt!
"Hngh!♥"
"...?"
Her suppressed moan finally burst out, and her husband looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Lee Sin-a spoke with a face twisted in madness.
"D-Darling. How about we... try something new?"
"Huh?"
"New play... something that feels good."
"Play? What do you...?"
"It's nothing fancy. Just... lick me down there."
"Down there? You want me to lick it? You mean the place I'm thinking of?"
"Yeah. Down there. I licked yours too, remember?"
"W-Well, that's true, but we've never done that before..."
"To cure your erectile dysfunction, we have to try all sorts of things, right?"
"..."
Lee Sin-a deliberately emphasized "erectile dysfunction" to prick at her husband's pride.
He was dawdling so frustratingly that she wanted to use harsh words to force him to do as she wished.
"Ahem. Alright, then."
Her husband crawled toward her on all fours.
Lee Sin-a looked at him and muttered inwardly once more.
‘Pathetic sight. So pitiful.’
-Twitch! Twitch! Twitch!
"Here goes..."
Her husband, now right up close, buried his face in Lee Sin-a's pussy.
He stuck out his tongue and began servicing her.
"Slurrrp... Slurp... Chuup..."
"Mmm...♥"
Her husband, head shoved in, licking her pussy with such a pitiful look.
Suddenly, sadistic feelings toward him welled up inside her.
She stared at the top of his head and began chewing over depraved, corrupt words in her mind.
‘Erectile dysfunction trash slave licking my pussy.’
-Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
"Haah!♥"
"...K-Keep going?"
"Yes! Keep going! Don't stop. Just keep going!"
For some reason she couldn't fathom, his wife was climaxing anyway.
Jeong Hyeon-jae happily buried his face deeper into her pussy.
Feeling her hand grab his hair, he eagerly sucked at her folds.
"Slurrrp... Slurp... Chuup... Chup chuup..."
‘Trash. Can't even get hard, worthless trash. Braindead pussy-licking idiot.’
-Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
The reactions started coming.
Just like when she'd been bound to Master's device and auto-climaxed, her body began responding again.
Lee Sin-a clamped her husband's face—still licking her pussy—between her thighs.
-Squeeze...
"D-Darling...?"
His face crushed between her thighs, her husband let out a panicked voice.
But Lee Sin-a ignored him and squeezed harder.
Pressing his face with her thighs, she spat out depraved words in her mind.
‘Trash! Erectile dysfunction Jeong Hyeon-jae!’
"Hiiiik!♥"
-Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Spluuuurt...
Locking her husband's face in place with her thighs, she squirted all over him.
Lee Sin-a squeezed her thighs even tighter.
With enough force to crush his face, she bore down hard.
-Squeeeze...
"M-Mmph! Mmmph!"
Her panicked husband's muffled voice came through.
But she didn't care.
She shoved his face deeper into her pussy, squeezing until he couldn't breathe.
Mad pleasure overwhelmed her.
"Huuuoh! Oh!♥"
-Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
Lee Sin-a climaxed over and over.
She kept defiling her husband's dignity in her mind.
And before long, she began reciting that familiar declaration of corruption.
‘I, Lee Sin-a, no longer love my husband Jeong Hyeon-jae, who has erectile dysfunction and trash skills.’
-Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
‘I, Lee Sin-a, no longer love Jeong Seong-min and Jeong Seong-a, born from the genes of trash husband Jeong Hyeon-jae. I will love only Master.’
-Spluuuurt! Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
"Kkhik... Heek...♥"
Lee Sin-a trembled, a bizarre smile on her face.
Trapped between her thighs and barely able to breathe, her husband seized the moment of her climax to barely wriggle free.
Her grip had been so strong that his face was flushed bright red.
"D-Darling!"
But Jeong Hyeon-jae didn't get angry at his wife.
Instead, he worried about her—eyes rolled back, face terrifying.
"Darling! Snap out of it!"
He shook her.
Shaking his wife, who wore a grotesque expression while squirting nonstop, he lightly tapped her cheeks.
Light returned to her dazed pupils.
"...!"
His wife flinched in surprise.
Soon, Lee Sin-a began to sob.
She threw herself into Jeong Hyeon-jae's arms and spoke in a tearful voice.
"I'm sorry... I think I'm going crazy. Sorry, darling. I..."
His wife suddenly hugged him, sniffling.
A chill ran up his spine.
Her completely changed demeanor, endlessly apologizing.
It didn't seem like the behavior of a faithful wife at all.
"Darling. Are you hiding something from me? What's going on?"
His wife was cheating.
Just that suspicion made his head spin and his chest burn.
Imagining her rolling in another man's arms filled him with unbearable rage and agonizing loss.
Yet at the same time, his cock stood rock-hard.
"..."
Her husband interrogated her.
Guilt instantly snapped her back to reason.
And she began to agonize.
Should she tell her husband the truth?
But Lee Sin-a decided to hide it.
What she'd done was already beyond human—irreversible.
Her husband would never understand.
"Seeing you suffer... it turns me on."
So, like last time, she revealed a small truth to bury the massive one.
A clumsy lie would get caught.
"Seeing me suffer... turns you on?"
"Yeah. At some point, it became that way. Even when I masturbate... I imagine you in pain and get off..."
Lee Sin-a gauged her husband's reaction.
He looked lost in thought.
Indeed, Jeong Hyeon-jae was pondering why his wife's tastes had twisted so.
The reason was obvious.
‘It's because of me.’
Years of a sexless marriage.
His negligence in leaving his lustful wife untouched for so long.
She must have resented him deeply.
Yet to keep their harmonious home, she'd forced smiles and soothed herself every night.
Convinced her life as a woman was over, she'd secretly shed tears in self-loathing.
Maybe that's how this warped fetish formed.
By tormenting fantasies of the husband she resented, releasing stress.
Over time, forming a new sexual preference.
Jeong Hyeon-jae nodded, organizing his thoughts.
"It's not your fault. Sorry I didn't notice until now."
Jeong Hyeon-jae hugged his wife.
He patted her trembling shoulders, her anxious eyes looking up at him, repeating that it was okay.
And somewhat impulsively, he confessed his own fetish.
"I... I have weird tastes too. You're not the only one."
"...?"
His wife demanded an explanation.
Jeong Hyeon-jae hesitated but spoke up.
"Thinking of you stolen by someone else... it excites me a ton. Like now."
Her eyes drifted to his cock.
She looked up at him with an aroused expression.
"Whoa, it's fully hard."
"Yeah. When you apologized earlier, that thought popped into my head unbidden."
"...It's super stiff."
His wife gripped his cock as she said it.
She continued.
"Th-Then we...!"
Her eyes wide, about to say something.
But the words trailed off and scattered.
"...No. No, it's nothing."
She claimed it was nothing.
But to Jeong Hyeon-jae, it wasn't.
Imagining what she was about to say made his chest ache.
Blood rushed to his cock, intense stimulation dominating his mind.
"It's fine. Go on with what you were saying. Really."
Jeong Hyeon-jae's twitching cock.
Confirming his reaction, Lee Sin-a swallowed hard.
Breathing excitedly, she voiced what she'd planned.
"Shall we... try some ‘play’?"
"P-Play?"
"Yeah. Like roleplay. Me getting stolen by someone else—that kind."
"...!"
Her husband's excited face.
Precum bubbled from his urethra.
"W-What? You mean actually do it with someone else?"
"No. Just pretend. I'll pretend, and you listen to some audio recordings I've got."
"Audio...? Video would be—. No, this is ridiculous anyway..."
"Just pretending. Not the real thing."
"...I'll think about it. Never considered anything like this."
"Okay. Take your time."
His wife proposed an insane idea.
But he was curious.
How stimulating would such play be?
"Anyway."
Then, his wife cautiously spoke again.
Looking at her, she continued.
"I think we need new stimulation between us. We've made zero progress in this area."
He realized she was right.
He'd thought heart-to-heart was enough.
But without bodies connecting, their marriage teetered.
Jeong Hyeon-jae nodded vigorously in agreement.
"You're right. Even if it's beyond common sense, we have to try."
Jeong Hyeon-jae accepted his wife's proposal.
Absurd, but human fetishes vary wildly.
Back in his youth, hadn't he indulged in all sorts of bizarre fantasies?
"Just enough to breathe life into us. That ‘play’ thing... let's try it once."
At her husband's answer, Lee Sin-a smiled.
Clinging to hope she could return to family life, she nodded.
As long as this twisted lust was sated, maybe she wouldn't need Master.
"Okay. I'll figure out the details."
From that day, Lee Sin-a began scouting men for "netorase" play.
It didn't take long to schedule the first one.
Dark room.
Jeong Seong-a was holed up in bed, trying to sleep.
But she couldn't.
No matter how she tried, the recent events kept flashing back, making her flush with heat.
Finally, she sat up.
-Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
She stomped to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and chugged it.
Still, the anger burning in her chest wouldn't fade.
‘It's a great offer, so think it over carefully.’
The LTN Entertainment CEO's words echoed all day.
He'd debut her as an idol if she did three drink service gigs.
It was so absurd she was dumbfounded.
So shocked by the unexpected demand, she hadn't even yelled—just stormed out.
She should've cursed him out properly.
-Ring~♪ Riiing ring~♩
Then, her phone rang.
Caller: her boyfriend.
Jeong Seong-a took a deep breath and answered.
-Click.
"Yeah. Oppa."
"Hey! Seong-a! How'd it go? Did you get it?"
"..."
What to say?
Telling the truth would worry him.
She didn't want to make a fuss either.
"Uh... I'm just gonna pass. It wasn't what I expected."
"...Huh? Pass?"
"Yeah. Doesn't seem right for me. Not much vision there."
"Hmm~ Still, think it over. I looked into the group? Seems like a good opportunity. Even for a mid-tier entertainment company's girl group, they're linking with a big corp soon, and they've scouted An Cheol-hyun PD as chief producer."
An Cheol-hyun PD.
The legendary producer who launched iconic idols—known to everyone in the industry.
Her boyfriend kept gushing.
"Songwriters are top-tier too, and I got a demo track? It's awesome. Kinda weird to say, but with all the sponsors, variety shows and gigs will be a breeze—"
"Oppa."
"Yeah?"
"I can't debut at your company, right?"
"...Yeah. Chairman's sole decision."
"Why? Why just me? My grades are the best..."
"Sorry... Me and Bae PD protested, but..."
Her boyfriend trailed off.
But soon perked up.
"Still, opportunity's knocking! Might even be better than debuting here. Think it over."
"...Anywhere else? No other groups in planning at your company?"
"...Seong-a. You know big agencies like ours make rookies wait at least five years for a new group. And these days, with overseas pushes, we invest big in fewer groups. So—"
Long story short: nowhere to go.
The big three agencies had just launched rookie girl groups—four or five years wait minimum.
By then, she'd be 26.
Miss this, and her idol dream dies.
"Haa..."
"Seong-a. That place really not appealing? Huge chance... Want me to come with?"
"No. I'll think it over."
"Yeah. Think positive. Call you later! Got a meeting."
"Okay. Thanks for caring."
"No need. Talk soon."
-Click.
Call ended.
Jeong Seong-a picked up her phone again.
Fished out the LTN CEO's business card from the trash and dialed.
-Riiiing... Riiiing... Click.
"Hello?"
"Jeong Seong-a here. The one from the interview."
"Ah~! Worried when you left so suddenly. Haha. Once more—"
"About that drink service you mentioned. That's not what I..."
Jeong Seong-a couldn't continue.
Just saying it made her so miserable she hung up.
The CEO's voice leaked from the receiver.
"Hello? Seong-a? Can you hear me? Hello. Seong-a?"
-Beep.
Jeong Seong-a ended the call.
No matter how she thought, she didn't want to join an agency making such abnormal demands.
-Bzzz~
Then, her phone vibrated.
A text from the LTN CEO.
-Bzzz~
No physical contact or dignity-damaging acts.
That line shook Jeong Seong-a.
She gnawed her nails, then texted back.