The Sub's True Self
Hwang Jeong-geon asked only one question at a time...
It was a bit late... or rather, not late at all...
Only after Ji Hye-in's answer—completely naked, kneeling—did he proceed to the next question.
Hwang Jeong-geon... was a founding member of the cafe and one of the longest-standing members.
But... he didn't attend the cafe's management meetings... and rarely attended the cafe's regular gatherings.
But... he was the unseen hand moving the cafe from the shadows.
The training of the public subs was... led by him.
They called it "training" or "apprentice" in their terminology.
He... was a psychiatry professor and medical doctor.
This year... exactly 60 years old in Korean reckoning...
A man who had been a professor at a prestigious private university's medical school.
He... was not a netori type.
He was thoroughly... a dominator type.
But... he never opened his tendencies anywhere... and was always cautious.
So... for the past 8 years, he had devoted himself more than anyone else to this cafe...
and whenever there was a crisis, he took on all the villainous or difficult roles for the cafe.
In the end... Ko Dong-seok had temporarily left the cafe...
and although Hwang Jeong-geon was much younger, Ko Dong-seok, an early member, had been deeply shocked and left the cafe...
Hwang Jeong-geon... was quite regretful about that.
Currently, Ji Hye-in was standing completely naked on the table, kneeling...
this place was...
Hwang Jeong-geon used this private officetel solely for training the public subs.
Not only public subs, but also...
Hwang Jeong-geon personally trained and brought private subs.
This officetel was secretly used as their training place.
It was a high-end officetel located in the most expensive real estate area in the city...
and although the rent was quite high...
Hwang Jeong-geon used this officetel solely as a training place for the subs.
Hwang Jeong-geon continued speaking in a calm, low-pitched voice...
not urgent, not scolding...
"Walking in place without developing...
is a signal felt right before being eliminated.
You don't think that way..."
"I don't know."
"I'm talking about you right now.
While acknowledging that you have a sub tendency...
you're covering up too much.
While performing the role of public sub well for the members...
why do you only want to do one-on-one relationships?
What's the reason you can't accept threesomes or gangbangs?"
"Ma... I need more... preparation in my heart."
"Anyway... you've already returned enough to the members.
Even if you do threesomes... since the men who have experienced you are the same...
and for gangbangs... the men who have experienced you...
what's the problem?"
"Tha... that kind of experience... is... is... scary."
"What's scary?"
"Wha... I don't know well.
I'm not familiar with... multiple people in a group doing it in one space..."
Ji Hye-in, kneeling, was answering in a voice that sounded like something was stuck in her chest, sobbing...
"I can't swallow spit...
and I'm afraid of opening my rear...
what's so much to cover up for a sub?
A sub... doesn't it discover its own value by submitting?
If not, then... weren't you a sub from the beginning...
is there something wrong with you?"
"I... I'll do my best."
"How long will you do my best?"
"I... I'll try my hardest."
"At that time... while eating a meal with your husband...
you said you exposed your skirt to the men around you?"
"Yes... because they kept staring at my legs...
I showed the inside of my legs."
"What thoughts came to mind..."
"I had thought about wanting to be submissive to those men."
"Both? Or... to each of those men separately..."
"Tha... that... I just... even together... I thought..."
"You imagine it, but in reality it's hard?"
"I'll do my best."
"You know what Western subs do?
What kind of life do they live?
When their Dom orders them to...
they eagerly become a female dog for the big pet the Dom raises...
that's... the true attitude in a master-sub relationship..."
".........."
When Ji Hye-in didn't respond at all...
Hwang Jeong-geon asked another question.
"You... no matter how much you think, you seem like a fake sub?"
"I don't know."
"The other managers... cherish you...
and everyone... wants to die when they see Hye-in...
but my opinion is different...
if you don't change...
you won't have a place in the cafe anymore.
It would be better if you just thought about being sold to a private individual."
".........."
"A sub... shouldn't try to become a rose...
a sub... should live a rough life like weeds.
They should be dirtied, rolled around, rolled around again.
But... what about you?
You only want to be returned to the members when you have time.
Once or twice a month... and even then, picking times.
That's... just a sex addiction.
You only do it when you want to..."
"No.
I also... when I serve the members and submit...
I feel like I'm alive."
"I'll give you time...
you have to break down one by one what you're not able to do right now.
A sub has no decision-making authority.
Even if you haven't formed a master-sub relationship...
you're a public sub approved by the cafe.
What is a public sub.
It's like a public restroom...
the one who uses it should be able to relieve themselves at will..."
"I'm the same... like a public restroom.
I'm trying hard."
"Why were you afraid of divorce?
Besides the reasons you answered earlier...
I think there's a separate true... answer hidden in your heart..."
".........."
When Hwang Jeong-geon suddenly changed the topic with a question...
Ji Hye-in couldn't answer at all.
"Get down..."
Upon Hwang Jeong-geon's words, Ji Hye-in, who had been kneeling on the table...
slowly came down from under the table.
After kneeling in the same position for a long time...
her legs were probably very sore... Ji Hye-in was touching her legs with her hands.
"You haven't done golden shower either, have you?
Why... don't you even try golden shower?"
"I'm sorry."
"I heard that when introducing yourself before relationships with members...
you didn't mention golden shower at all."
"Hye-in...
since I'm your husband... I'm telling you this.
Even if you have a sub tendency...
it's only an extremely... partial tendency.
I also... acknowledge it.
There are aspects where you have an extreme sub tendency.
But... you're too... rationally biased...
you reject spanking... and are afraid of rope bunny...
you hate golden shower or scat play...
all you want is just... sex accompanied by humiliation and pleasure...
you haven't been very active.
During that time... there weren't many opportunities.
But I've always been watching you.
That's why... my conclusion is... only one thing."
"Just... leave the cafe...
and meet men, one-night stands... and have affairs...
maybe that suits you better.
No need to confuse many people by being a public sub.
What do you think is the basic foundation that allows this cafe to last 8 years?
Freedom... freedom and exclusion of coercion...
many... subs have passed through here.
Subs who wanted to enter weren't blocked...
subs who wanted to leave weren't held back either.
If we break our rules... no matter how talented a sub is...
we'll boldly expel them."
"........."
Standing in an awkward posture, head bowed...
Hwang Jeong-geon professor opened his mouth again.
"Come here and suck..."
"Yes..."
Hwang Jeong-geon sat on the sofa chair... and Ji Hye-in...
again knelt in front of Hwang Jeong-geon's feet.
Hwang Jeong-geon was fully dressed...
and in that state, he extended one foot to Ji Hye-in.
Ji Hye-in removed Hwang Jeong-geon's socks...
and began licking his big toe with her tongue.
Hwang Jeong-geon removed the sock on the other foot himself...
and with his toes... touched Ji Hye-in's nipple while she was sucking his other foot, kneeling.
While one foot was being pleasured by Ji Hye-in...
Hwang Jeong-geon was rubbing Ji Hye-in's nipple with the other foot.
* * *
After the training time ended...
Hwang Jeong-geon and Ji Hye-in went out to eat oxtail soup together.
"The broth... is delicious..."
Ji Hye-in smiled and spoke.
During the training time inside the officetel...
they didn't laugh once... and had serious conversations...
but outside, they didn't do that.
The two people were having comfortable conversations.
There was never coercion in any training.
No corporal punishment, no swearing.
All training was 100% through conversation...
and if the woman receiving training got tired, she could just say stop and it would end.