Chapter 84
Chapter 84
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 84
Chapter Title: Corrupting (2)
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While receiving Han Ye-eun's deepthroat, Kang Woojin thought to himself.
'In the end, even Ye-eun's the same.'
From Cynthia all the way to Han Ye-eun right in front of him now.
He reflected on one key fact from the original story, having slept with quite a few women.
'They all have a subtle masochistic streak.'
In truth, it was a common trait among the heroines in NTR stories.
Every one of them secretly craved being handled roughly.
You could call it the bare minimum 'plausibility' needed to make netorare work.
They subtly yearned for the kind of brutality that their loving husbands, boyfriends, or guy friends around them could never provide.
The extreme, savage sex delivered by guys like Golden Sun or big-dicked black men.
Once swept up in that violent pleasure, the women ended up reveling in being tormented, slapped, used as mere cum dumps, and subjected to mental abuse.
In other words, they all had masochistic tendencies.
'Though some, like Harin, mix in sadistic traits too.'
It varied in degree from one to the next.
Women who desired to be dominated by a powerful male and roughly bred.
No, to be precise, it wasn't just the heroines from NTR stories.
Even Park A-young and Lee Ji-hye, whom Kang Woojin had bedded, preferred being pinned down by force and pounded hard over gentle lovemaking between lovers.
Maybe masochism was etched into women's DNA from the start.
'If they like it rough, then that's what I'll give her.'
Suddenly, Kang Woojin grabbed Han Ye-eun by the hair.
Grab.
He stood up and rapidly thrust his hips.
"Guhk?! Uhp?!"
Han Ye-eun, flustered by his abrupt actions.
"Chuuup, huh, eunggh!"
Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked up at him, the thick cock savagely pushing down her throat and making her cry out in pain anew.
Thrust!
But he didn't stop.
Thrust!
Not until he'd dumped a thick load straight into her throat.
Gulp! Urk! Urk!
Forced to swallow his cum, Han Ye-eun hacked and coughed dryly, her eyes glistening with tears.
"Kehk! Hek! Heaack...!"
She glared up at him reproachfully and continued.
"Y-You're too much. Why so sudden......"
Wiping her eyes and the corners of her mouth with slender fingers.
"You promised... I'd do whatever you say......"
Kang Woojin chuckled lightly in response.
"I figured it was the last time, so I got carried away."
"L-Last...?"
His completely unexpected reply made Han Ye-eun's still-teary eyes go wide.
"Yeah. Last time. I think you've learned plenty by now."
Hiding his cunning intentions behind a casual, indifferent expression, Kang Woojin spoke calmly.
'Time to move to the next step, Ye-eun-ah?'
While Kang Woojin abruptly declared the end of their deepthroat sessions, Han Ye-eun lowered her head and fidgeted with her hands and feet.
"......I-I'm not done yet."
"Not done? With what?"
"......"
"I told you before—speak properly."
"......"
"Answer me."
"Y-Yeah, I did."
Her response still unsatisfying, he demonstratively pulled up his pants as if to say he was done.
Swish.
And right at that moment.
"W-Wait, where are you going?"
Han Ye-eun reflexively grabbed his leg.
Her grip, boasting the superior physical prowess of an Awakener, was laced with desperation.
'If he stops here, what am I supposed to do?'
The situation had flipped completely from before.
At first, Kang Woojin had begged for deepthroat practice, putting Han Ye-eun in the position of granting his request.
"D-Did I do something wrong......?"
But now it was the total opposite.
"Don't just......"
Her body, heated up from the earlier oral service, writhed as she made a pitiful face.
"You didn't do anything wrong."
Kang Woojin replied flatly.
"Then why? Are you bored of me already?"
"No way."
He could say with certainty it wasn't boredom.
No matter how many times he'd had her.
A pretty girl like Han Ye-eun was the type that left men hungry no matter how much they ate.
"Like I said earlier, you seem to have learned bedroom arts well enough. You've been struggling with it the whole time, and I feel bad asking for more."
Kang Woojin, with no intention of letting her go, masked his dark intentions and gave off the air of bidding farewell(?).
"You've worked hard up till now."
Han Ye-eun frantically shook her head.
"No......"
An alarm rang in her head with a different meaning than before.
'I can't let it end here. I can't let him go. He'll definitely go to Ji-hye.'
Her feelings toward Kang Woojin.
'I haven't trained enough yet! Not yet! I need more training!'
Having dipped her foot into the pleasure he'd given her, Han Ye-eun unwittingly pulled out her phone.
It was the worst possible move she could make.
"Don't go."
Activating the hypnosis app, she stared at him with unfocused eyes.
"Don't go to anyone, anywhere! Look only at me! Woojin, you have to look only at me!"
But the moment she impulsively tried it.
Smack!
Kang Woojin grabbed the wrist holding her phone.
"What are you doing?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and questioned her.
'Wh-Why?'
But she couldn't answer.
'Why? Why isn't the hypnosis working?'
She couldn't reveal her Awakening ability, and the current situation where it wasn't working made no sense to her.
"What's this?"
Kang Woojin snatched the phone from her speechless hand.
And then.
"Hypnosis app?"
He read aloud the bold text at the top of the smartphone screen, as if showing it off.
"What is this, some kind of joke?"
Pretending to know nothing, Kang Woojin treated it like an ordinary app and asked back.
"It's, uh, well......"
Han Ye-eun averted her gaze and mumbled incoherently.
She had nothing to say, even if she had ten mouths.
"Were you trying to hypnotize me, Ye-eun?"
"No, this is......"
"I'm really disappointed in you."
"......"
His cold words hit her like a hammer to the head.
"Even as a joke, this is too far."
Why he wasn't affected by the hypnosis.
She still had no idea.
But with the phone snatched away, she couldn't try again or figure out why it failed against him.
"......S-Sorry."
All Han Ye-eun could do was apologize and beg forgiveness.
"I'm sorry......"
"......"
"I-I messed up......"
Tears like chicken droppings welled in her eyes, and she suddenly became the sinner, hanging her head.
She couldn't even look him in the face.
His cold gaze tore at her heart, and his words of disappointment echoed relentlessly in her mind.
'What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?'
More than she'd realized herself, she was head over heels for him.
The thought of him hating her felt like the sky was collapsing.
'I really do like Woojin.'
Head bowed, Han Ye-eun murmured.
"I'm really, truly sorry......"
Kang Woojin gave no reply.
"Please forgive me...... I swear, never again......"
He just crossed his arms and looked down at her with a face full of reproach.
"Believe me, Woojin-ah...... I messed up......"
Please say something. Anything.
I feel like I'm going insane like this.
Please don't hate me.
At her desperately pleading figure, Kang Woojin quietly asked.
"What did you do wrong?"
"That is......"
Suddenly, Han Ye-eun's thoughts froze.
'What did I do wrong......?'
Try to hypnotize Kang Woojin?
Or fall for a guy who has someone else?
'Where did I even go wrong?'
Whatever it was, she couldn't bear his gradually impassive gaze anymore.
"Everything... I did everything wrong......"
That was her answer.
"I'm serious. What do I have to do for you to believe me? How can I make you forgive me?"
Clutching his leg, Han Ye-eun begged.
Thoroughly reduced to the submissive position.
Kang Woojin, with her at his feet, pulled out a ring as if to show off.
It was the couple's ring with Lee Ji-hye from their fake relationship.
Originally, they'd agreed to take it off during their deepthroat sessions.
Swish.
When he slipped it onto his left ring finger, Han Ye-eun's face drained of color.
Deep down, she wanted to rip it off him right then and there.
Yank it away and hurl it out the window.
Jealousy surged, filling her with the desire to monopolize him.
But she couldn't.
That would just make him angry again.
She didn't have the strength to risk drifting further apart.
"Woojin, ah......"
Finally shedding a single tear, Han Ye-eun called his name in a choked voice.
"Hoo."
Watching her, Kang Woojin let out a deep sigh.
"You won't do it again, right?"
Then, as if comforting her, he gently stroked her hair.
"Never, absolutely never......"
"This app might be fake, but trying to control someone like that is wrong."
"S-Sorry......"
"You won't try to control me again?"
"No. Nooo......"
Kang Woojin lowered himself slowly and pulled Han Ye-eun into a hug, patting her back.
"Woojin-ah......"
Feeling somewhat relieved, she unleashed the tears she'd been holding back.
"Hwaaaang. I'm sorry. Really sorry."
Along with all the earlier grievances.
"I-I know I shouldn't be doing this. I know you have Ji-hye, but I don't know what to do about myself......!"
Crying like a child, she continued.
"Hic. I-I think I really like you a lot, Woojin......!"
Finally confessing her feelings for him.
Smiling inwardly, Kang Woojin wiped her tears and asked.
"What do you want me to do?"
She answered as if she'd been waiting.
"Don't go. Sniff. Stay by my side......"
Aware she was a bad woman, she still couldn't stop her feelings for him.
"Keep doing deepthroat with me......"