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Over the past week, to conquer Park Harin, I'd thoroughly mimicked Master's solution. His method was to pump pleasure into a woman, then corrupt her mind with all sorts of sweet lies and temptations. Once her psyche was tainted like that, she'd walk deeper into depravity step by step—and every time she fell further, reward her with overwhelming ecstasy until she devolved into a sow like Sina Lee or Hayoung Lee. Master had invested months on those two to reach that point, but I only needed a week. Not because my training skills were superior, but because Park Harin was just an easy slut who spread her legs without much coaxing.
She was already hooked on my looks, my physique, my money—and she craved being dominated by a strong man. I gave her exactly that, and in just one week, Park Harin swore to become my slave.
*Squish squish squish squish squish*
But a week might not be enough to erase her aversion to fucking right in front of her ex-boyfriend. So, to really marinate this bitch's headspace, I did some prep work. I roughly fingered her pussy until her juices flowed, then shoved my cock in deep to give her that raw clitoral bliss.
"I'll do it...♥ I'll fuck in front of Jinwoo...♥"
Park Harin, totally lost to my dick, finally spat out the answer I wanted. As a reward, I stroked her tenderly and kissed her deep. She clamped her pussy tight around me and clung like sticky honey. I humored her rhythm for a bit, then yanked out and got ready to move.
"Alright, let's go. Time to smash your little romance to pieces."
"Haa... haa... Yes...♥"
Park Harin, eyes completely glazed over. Betraying a boyfriend of two years this easily—what a pushover. Well, a woman who'd fixated on one guy for twenty-three years could fall in just months, so this was small potatoes.
Anyway, I dragged Park Harin to the meetup spot. There was her boyfriend: naked, blindfolded, getting a handjob from Heeyeon Lee.
"....!"
Park Harin jolted at the sight of her ex's pathetic state and opened her mouth to speak. But I clamped it shut quick, pressing a finger to her lips. She nodded silently.
Leaving shocked Park Harin behind, I signaled Heeyeon Lee to kick things off.
"Hehe...♥ Jinwoo, wanna feel even better?"
Park Harin's boyfriend, Nam Jinwoo. He nodded at Heeyeon Lee's words, his cock stiffening right up. My slave bitch smirked, pinched his nipples, and snapped prepped handcuffs on his wrists.
"Good boy...♥ Listen well, and I'll let you shove it in a pussy♥"
"Haa... haa... Y-yes... Got it!"
Pathetic Nam Jinwoo nodded eagerly at his slave bitch's command. Giggling, she fastened a dog collar around his neck, hooked the leash to the nearby furniture, and locked a chastity cage on his worthless dick. Setup complete.
"So, how's it feel? Loving a loser like that for two whole years."
I'd parked Park Harin on the bed and was fingering her sopping pussy as I asked. Her shocked expression softened into a smile as she turned to me.
"I was ready for this♥ No more wasting time on pathetic trash like him—I'll give everything to Master...♥"
Hm. Weaker impact than Sina Lee, for sure. It would've been perfect if she'd trashed the man she loved most and pledged loyalty to her corrupter, Sina-style. But I was satisfied enough. Sina took months; this slut fell in a week. Good enough.
"Ha. Harin!?"
That's when Nam Jinwoo started craning his neck, hunting for her. My slave bitch chuckled and slammed her foot into his crotch. His cage rattled wildly as pain-filled groans escaped him.
"Krk.... ugh..."
"Kuhuhu. Dumb fuck. Retard. Moron. Trash♥"
Heeyeon Lee—so gentle and warm before—now tormenting him with a sadistic grin. Watching her dramatic transformation got my cock rock-hard. I'd trained her myself, but damn, I loved the results.
"Time to face the truth♥ We had our fun♥"
My slave bitch said it as she untied Nam Jinwoo's blindfold. The cloth slipped away, and his bulging pupils locked onto me and Park Harin.
Nam Jinwoo was an ordinary guy. Born into a normal family, coasted through school without drama, got into a national university with middling grades, graduated smoothly. Six months unemployed, then landed a job at a mid-tier company—living that endless hamster wheel life.
But even he had one special moment: meeting his girlfriend, Park Harin. From the instant he fell for her at first sight, through agonizing over a confession and finally winning her over. Every time he saw her, the world sparkled. So Nam Jinwoo fought to keep her, vowing to make this one special person happy forever. He spoiled her rotten, self-improved endlessly to be the extraordinary man she deserved. It worked—he made her fully his for two years, even got marriage promises.
"H-heok... heok.... H-Harin..."
But those shining days were crumbling. Lately, marriage fights had soured things; contact dwindled. Still, Nam Jinwoo believed he could fix it. Two years together—he just needed to try harder, and they'd reach the altar.
"Kukuku. Fucking idiot. Can't read the room?"
Nam Jinwoo stared blankly at Heeyeon Lee. He remembered her—back when things with Park Harin soured, sharing drinks as she cried over her "recent breakup."
"That's why you're a loser."
Still dazed, he took her in. He'd asked why she split; tears streaming, she'd begged for comfort.
"You... on purpose...?"
"Yup. Targeted you♥"
It all clicked. The growing fights with his girlfriend. Heeyeon Lee's sudden seduction. All a setup by that guy groping his girl's tits and this she-devil.
"Dumbass. Fell for it hook, line, and sinker♥"
Looking back, it was fishy. Asking Heeyeon Lee—supposedly heartbroken—why she broke up, she'd said her boyfriend couldn't handle her "hardcore kinks." That was the bait. Curiosity hooked him; he got close, obsessed over her tastes, and now here he was, trapped.
He screamed at his girlfriend, tits kneaded while making out with a stranger.
"H-Harin! It's a trap! They're trying to split us— Gurk!"
Agonizing pain exploded in his groin—Heeyeon Lee's kick.
"You just watch."
"Kugh..."
Her kicks were merciless. He realized every "I love you" from her was a lie.
"Krrgh... heok..."
He'd planned a fresh start. Days ago, dumped by his girlfriend, he'd turned to Heeyeon Lee and her declarations of love. Ignoring the weird sex play, he thought her warmth was his true match.
"Kuuugh..."
Rage boiled. Fury at himself—for curiosity's momentary thrill, for pleasure's rush, tossing away his precious girl so easily.
"Haang♥ Ung♥ Ooh♥ Hooooh!! Huooooh!"
But Nam Jinwoo was powerless. She looked fully conquered; he'd ditched her once. No claim left.
"Hehe. Pervert. Turned on?"
Heeyeon Lee's hot breath in his ear. He stared at his trembling, caged cock in disgust—this situation aroused him?
"You're so well-trained♥ Getting off on this♥ Look close♥ At your girlfriend♥"
She forced his head up. His pupils filled with his girl's ass, pile-driven, anus winking around a stranger's thrusting cock. Pure taboo.
*Rattle rattle rattle...*
His cage shook. Heeyeon Lee's giggles rang in his ears. She pinched his nipples.
"Our Master's amazing, right♥ Nothing like your pathetic shrimp dick♥"
"Kugh..."
"Ah♥ See that? Master's cumming♥"
Nam Jinwoo's body shuddered at her words. Tears streamed as he watched his girlfriend creampied by a stranger.
Her whispers droned on amid it all.
"Splurt... splurt... It's going in...♥ Master's superior seed invading your girlfriend's used-up pussy...♥ She's knocked up for sure♥"
Insane arousal shook his cock. Self-loathing followed; he bowed his head.
"Hehe. No hiding~ Gotta see your girl give thanks♥"
She yanked his head up, forcing his gaze despite resistance. Doge pose: his girlfriend's backside, cum drooling from her pussy, asshole gaping lewdly.
"Thank you...♥ Master♥ I'll cherish your superior seed♥"
Bowing to a stranger, spouting nonsense. But worse: the guy lit a smoke and pissed on her head. She shivered her ass in delight, juices flowing.
"Ah... Master's holy water♥"
This hell didn't end. Heeyeon Lee—the one he'd fancied after his girl—rushed to guzzle the piss.
"Thank you♥ Master♥"
She gulped it down, then dropped into doge beside his girlfriend. Their vulgar cunts filled his vision.
"Ugh.... huuugh...♥"
Eyes rolled back, he came hands-free in his cage—rage, sorrow, pain, loss fusing into ecstasy.
*Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Splurt! Drip...*
His dick finished pathetically inside the cage. Meanwhile, the stranger's towered like a mighty oak, majestic.
Worlds apart as men.
"You—Nam Jinwoo, right."
The stranger's heavy voice rumbled in his ear. Nam Jinwoo looked up through half-lidded eyes.
He flashed a chilling smile.
"You look pretty worked up. Want more of this play? Just say the word. I'll show you anytime."