The Succubus's Scheme
"Mmm, mmm... Oppa... when are you coming home..." Yerim mumbled, sleepily wrapping her arms around the man beside her. When she opened her drowsy eyes, she realized Kangmin was already there, sleeping next to her. She’d received a text saying he’d be late, but this was *too* late. Like a puppy, she had gone to the front door over a dozen times, mouth agape and knees on the floor, waiting for the sound of his arrival. She had been so sulky that he hadn't shown up that she’d laid down to rest and must have drifted off without realizing it.
'...I'll have to squeeze him twice as hard when he wakes up tomorrow. No, wait. Should I just enter his dreams and torment him now?' She had planned to give him oral sex when he got back, but he was ruining his own good fortune. She’d already done it twice today, but it still wasn't enough. Should she forgive him? Or should she tease him in his dreams? She hugged Kangmin tightly as she pondered, then her eyes sparkled. Kangmin-oppa, the 'Passage of Dreams' is open?
'The fact that someone appears in my dream means that person is thinking of me.' Old sayings often hide truths within their sentences. *Don't whistle at night or a snake will appear; don't knock on a door if you know no one is inside; don't clip your nails at night or you won't be there for your parents' final moments (because 'it' will come out...)*. These are powerful spells or taboos passed down through words. And the 'Passage of Dreams' is a spell hidden within those same traditions. Falling asleep while thinking of someone is one of the oldest forms of Jubeop (sorcery). It was a spell that allowed one to appear in another's dream. To think these old methods still work. Yerim marveled as she flew along the open dream path.
Who could it be? At the end of the path lay a blonde, short-haired beauty sleeping soundly. Her body wasn't quite as good as Yerim's, but she was rather glamorous, and her face was sharp and pretty. To be connected to Kangmin through the 'Passage of Dreams,' she must have been thinking of him quite deeply.
"Oh..." Yerim—no, Charle—smiled faintly. Using magic to read the woman's spiritual line, she saw a very complex, perverted desire that had been building up for a long time. To be bound and ravished in both holes, to be perfectly controlled at night while acting all lovey-dovey during the day. "Isn't this just the female version of Kangmin-oppa?" It was a rather delicious desire. The amount of magical energy generated by fulfilling such a complex desire would be substantial. Charle pondered how she could satisfy this woman's cravings. Charle wasn't an incubus, so she couldn't take Kangmin's place. However, if she wove Kangmin's dream together with this woman's, Kangmin could cross over into her dream. "If that happens, they'll have sex and produce magical energy, and I'll get free energy!"
'They're probably friends, right?' Charle hesitated for a moment while binding their dreams. 'This won't lead to Kangmin-oppa actually having sex with this woman for real later, will it? I don't even have enough semen for myself!' She shook her head. Kangmin would likely mistake having sex with Yeongseon for having sex with Charle anyway. 'I'm going to earn magical energy without working!'
Entering dreams at night consumed the stamina of a succubus like Charle. But if she wove Yeongseon and Kangmin's dreams together and harvested the resulting energy, she could collect it without lifting a finger! 'If you cannot find a way to earn magical energy while you sleep, you will be poor for the rest of your life.' Mm, such wise words. I don't know who said it, but it's a famous saying among succubi. Yerim hummed a tune. Earning energy without working is pure bliss~ Of course, Kangmin-oppa won't be able to sleep deeply, but I'll just let him sleep in tomorrow! I'll take care of his morning wood when he wakes up~
After weaving the dreams, Charle returned to the bed through the dream realm. Kangmin-oppa, sleeping beside her, looked truly adorable. Mm, my energy source! Yerim smiled brightly. Have fun having sex with Yeongseon-unni in your dreams! I'll be taking the free energy! Just as she was about to fall back asleep, she noticed something. 'What's this?' There was a bag she hadn't seen before. Opening it, she found it filled with clothes. They were clearly for her. 'Oh my.' Yerim felt something prick at the corner of her heart. How long had it been since someone brought her a gift like this? When she worked at the brothel, she was lucky if she didn't get slapped. 'I'm so glad I jumped into the human world.'
Yerim sat at the head of the bed and gently stroked Kangmin's hair. Objectively speaking, he was quite diligent, and even though it hadn't been many days since they signed the contract, he had sex with her two or three times every single day. He was gentle. He was kind. She felt a pang of guilt for calling him an 'energy source.' Ah, what do I do! What if I actually start to like him? Yerim hugged her knees and looked at Kangmin with a complicated heart. I don't know! If I start to like him, I'll just stick to him for the rest of my life! Thinking that, Yerim climbed in next to Kangmin, hugged him, and drifted into sleep.
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Yeongseon opened her eyes, feeling uncomfortable. She was inside her own canopy bed. Had she slept in a weird position? She tried to toss and turn, but she couldn't move. 'What the?' Something caught on her hands. Her wrists were bound with leather and chain handcuffs. It was a product she had considered buying at an adult store but gave up on, thinking she had no use for it.
"Uh, uh?" Yeongseon's eyes widened in bewilderment. What is this? Why am I tied up? Furthermore, there was someone in the room. Standing under the dim indirect lighting was Kangmin.
"Hey, hey! How did you get into my room!" But it was strange. She could see all the muscles in his upper body. And when she lowered her gaze, she saw a club-like object rising above his navel, twitching. It seemed Kangmin was completely naked. 'What is this? What on earth is this? Did Kangmin tie me up? What is he trying to do?' Yeongseon struggled to escape, but the sturdy handcuffs didn't budge.
'...It's a dream.' Kangmin rubbed his head. It seemed Yerim had dragged him into a dream. Otherwise, there was no way Yeongseon-unni would be tied up in front of him. And he was naked. He realized it immediately because the introduction to the dream was unnatural. 'Ha. I did it twice with Yerim this morning, I guess she wasn't satisfied.' Yesterday she had transformed into the innocent Yerim, and today she seemed to have turned into Yeongseon-unni. Kangmin sighed and looked at Yeongseon, who was tied to the bed. She'll probably put on another chaotic performance. Still, she read my memories well enough to recreate the bed and Yeongseon-unni's room perfectly.
"Wait, wait! Hey, did you tie these?" Yeongseon-unni shouted at him, her face bright red as she tried to cover her expression. Oh? The acting is good today? Kangmin looked at Yerim (whom he thought was Yeongseon) with interest. Her arms were bound to the headboard of the bed her father had bought her, and her legs were tied with red leather restraints at the thickest part of her thighs and her ankles. Her legs were spread wide, exposing her entire lower abdomen. 'What's going on? Yerim's dream setup is on point today. It's the first time I've actually liked it.' Moreover, Yeongseon-unni's crotch was meticulously covered with pink boxing tape, the kind used to prevent injuries. It was like the way Japanese adult videos avoided censorship. Did she mean for him to only torment her butt today? Kangmin felt his lower half surging with power.
"Yeongseon. You said you didn't like doing it through the back, but you've prepared everything so thoroughly?" She had said she didn't want to do it because it hurt, so was she saying she'd let him use it generously since it was a dream? But Yeongseon, hearing those words, looked like her face was about to explode in flames. "Hey, wh-who said I prepared to have sex with my butt! That's not it at all!"
Huh, what is this? She's definitely acting well this time. Instead of begging him to use her back door, she was acting like she didn't want to. Had she figured out his tastes already? "Where's the gel?" Yeongseon was thrown into confusion by Kangmin, who ignored her words and started looking for lubricant. A moment ago, he had acted like a naive, inexperienced boy, but now he had broken into her room, tied her up, and was trying to force himself on her. The change was so sudden it made her dizzy. For now, Yeongseon tried to resist. "Hey! What are you trying to do! Don't, I don't want to! You said you didn't have any fetishes!"
Well, well. She's perfectly using the conversation I had with Yeongseon-unni earlier. Kangmin truly admired Charle's acting ability as he brought his massive member to Yeongseon-unni's back door. "If there's no gel, I'm going to stick it right in. Don't blame me if you tear."
Yeongseon checked the object touching her butt with terrified eyes. She didn't know why Kangmin was attacking her, but that wasn't the point. If that monstrous thing entered her anus—which she had only barely managed to insert a middle finger into—she would surely faint. Yeongseon buried her face in her arms and said in a voice that barely reached him, "In the drawer... next to the bed..."
Hmm, this is very fresh today. Charle's reaction felt truly innocent. It felt exactly like the atmosphere right before anal sex with Yeongseon-unni. Should he be a bit more mischievous? "Yeongseon, how much gel should I apply?" She mumbled with her face red to the tips of her ears. "...I don't know. You can just apply as much as you want." "Really? Then I'll apply this much?" He squeezed out a tiny amount of gel, barely the size of a pinky nail, and applied it to his glans. It dried up before it could even wet the tip. Checking her face, Yeongseon bit her lip and trembled, perhaps pretending to be scared. She even looked genuinely frightened. Suddenly, he was extremely aroused. "Alright. I'll untie you. Don't be too scared. You're used to it by now anyway."
"I'm not used to it!" Yeongseon shouted in shame. But the junior in front of her didn't care; he applied plenty of gel to his fingers, shoved them into her butt, and stirred her sphincter, swirling them in circles. He wished she would just tense up and resist, but cruelly, her back door, which he had played with so much with his fingers, loosened quickly and began to open and close like a mouth. "Yeongseon-unni, how much anal sex have you had?" Charle had read Yerim's experiences, so she must have read Yeongseon-unni's too. Wow, but to be this loose, how much have you been doing it?
"I've... never done it... I've only tried fingers..." Yeongseon was going crazy at Kangmin's question. Admitting her anal fetish with her own mouth was mortifying. But her lower half was drooling, confessing her tastes. "Really? But you're so loose back there?" Yeongseon couldn't even speak and squeezed her eyes shut. Her lower abdomen was wet enough to ache. Just Kangmin's verbal abuse made her vaginal walls twist until they hurt. She remembered Kangmin calling her a pervert earlier. But that was imagination; this was reality. Being treated like a loose woman by Kangmin in reality was extremely arousing. It felt like the wooden beam used to strike the bell at the New Year's festival was pounding against her womb. Kangmin approached on his knees. Yeongseon let out a ragged breath and begged him to stop for a moment. "Wait, wait just a moment..." "Then, I'll count to three and insert it. Three, one." Without warning, the thick beam forced open Yeongseon's softly melted anus and entered. Yeongseon climaxed lightly on the spot.