The First Customer
The sound of eggshells cracking filled the air—crack, crunch. “Whew, all done.”
At one corner of the counter sat a large bowl piled high with thirty peeled boiled eggs. Han Munho watched the naked white orbs, completely unaware of the fate that awaited them, and a sly smile spread across his face.
“Heh heh… heheheh.”
The thought of sliding an entire tray of boiled eggs into the anus of a female college student who was already losing her mind from his anal massage kept pulling involuntary chuckles out of him. He imagined thrusting his cock into that egg-stuffed rectum and smashing them to pieces, or using the massage as an excuse to move his hips until he came inside her. The mental image of a university girl expelling a mixture of semen and crushed boiled eggs made his shaft harden beneath the counter.
Behind him, Choi Jeonghye reappeared, now dressed in a nurse’s uniform.
“Stop smiling like a creep. If you’re going to grin that disgustingly, at least take the bowl and wait inside the treatment room.”
She handed over the bowl of eggs Munho had so diligently peeled, her face twisted in clear revulsion. Even though her gaze carried genuine contempt, to Munho it only looked adorable. Having rarely experienced hostility from women, the sight of pretty Jeonghye glaring down at him with disdain felt like a fresh, thrilling stimulus.
He was already fantasizing about tying her up the moment he saw an opening and forcing boiled eggs into her anus one by one when her voice snapped him back to reality.
“Don’t even think about it.”
“…Think about what?”
“You were just imagining something weird with me, weren’t you? I told you clearly—if you try to rape me like last time even once more, I’m quitting.”
“Ah, I wasn’t. Why would I do something like that?”
Munho avoided her eyes, thinking her intuition was annoyingly sharp. The one woman he strangely couldn’t handle despite usually getting his way was none other than Choi Jeonghye standing before him. She was the only woman who hadn’t become addicted after experiencing his anal massage, and even after learning about his perverted desires, she hadn’t run away and instead stayed by his side. As far as Munho was concerned, she was a completely new type of woman, and he had no intention of losing her if he could help it.
Most of what came out of Jeonghye’s mouth was sincere advice meant for his own good—though Munho usually let most of it go in one ear and out the other.
“Before you start scheming what kind of play you’ll do with the customers, how about actually getting some customers first? Ever since we moved the shop here, you haven’t taken a single one. The few who do stop by, you chase off with that silver tongue of yours…”
“I don’t want to massage old ladies. I only accept young, pretty female customers. No exceptions.”
“You still need enough clients to pay my salary. We spent a ton of money moving the shop…”
“…Hmm. How about taking this month’s pay in massage vouchers instead? I’ll give you thirty.”
“I’ll seriously consider it if you promise not to touch my lower body.”
“…Hmm, that won’t work. I lose all motivation otherwise.”
“Then just die already.”
Jeonghye spat the venomous words in response to Munho’s half-joking remark. He accepted her reaction with familiar ease and smoothly changed the subject.
“That’s why I asked you to promote the shop at school. You’re pretty, Jeonghye, so I’m sure you have lots of pretty friends at the women’s university.”
“You think I’m crazy enough to promote a shop like this to my classmates?”
“It’s not that crazy. Just bring them in. I’ll take care of the rest. Besides, you like my massages too, don’t you?”
“Yes. The ‘massage’ itself is good. It definitely works. I just hate the part where you vent your disgusting desires during the process.”
“What’s wrong with that? Everyone consents, so there are no victims. And thanks to my massage, their anuses get stronger. You haven’t had constipation once since you started getting massages from me…”
Thump! Thud!
“Ow! Ouch! It hurts, it hurts!!”
“Just die already! Seriously!!”
Having her memories of being tricked into anal massage by Munho in the past dredged up, Jeonghye’s face turned bright red as she pounded her fists against his forearm. After venting her embarrassment from that first experience through several solid punches, she finally mentioned the “customer” who would be visiting today.
“Haa, whatever. Just take that bowl and wait in the consultation room. It’s annoying having to cover for you every time a customer comes.”
“If I just talk them into it myself, you wouldn’t have to cover for—”
“A customer is coming at five this afternoon. A young, pretty female college student—just the kind you like so much.”
“Oh, for real?! Who? Who is it?!”
Munho didn’t even try to hide his excitement at the unexpected news. Jeonghye’s eyes narrowed in clear disgust as she looked at him.
“She’s a classmate from my department. She’s been having back pain lately and wanted to get a massage. She said she’d stop by after class at five.”
“Wow! Our Jeonghye really came through!”
“Just so there’s no misunderstanding, I didn’t promote it. She just has a lot of connections, so she somehow found out I work at a massage shop.”
“But is she actually pretty? Not just one of those ‘she’s cute~’ things girls say to each other, right?”
“…Objectively speaking, she’s pretty. And anyway, given the shop’s situation, you’re in no position to be picky.”
“Yep~. To me, pretty is more important than the shop’s situation~. I only keep you as an employee because you’re pretty too~.”
“…Whatever. Just take that bowl and go wait in the consultation room. When my classmate arrives, I’ll talk to her and send her your way.”
Even while saying this, Jeonghye’s cheeks flushed at Munho’s casual compliment about her looks, though she tried to act indifferent.
“If she’s ugly, I’ll talk her out of it and send her away, okay?”
“Do whatever you want.”
Knowing Jeonghye wasn’t the type to lie to him, Munho walked toward the consultation room with a bright, cheerful grin, carrying a basket full of an entire tray’s worth of boiled eggs.
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Eun Nanhee opened the door to the massage shop and stepped inside. The moment she entered, she was greeted by warm lighting and a faint, soothing aroma. The neatly arranged interior decor and the calming background music gave her a surprisingly comfortable feeling.
“Welcome.”
A familiar voice. When Eun Nanhee turned her head, her eyes met Choi Jeonghye’s from behind the counter.
“Hey, I’m here~.”
“…Yeah. Here for a massage, right?”
“Yep. Oh, I forgot to ask earlier—do I need to make a reservation or anything?”
“I already took care of it, so don’t worry. You want it right now?”
“Ah, yes. Can I get it immediately?”
At Eun Nanhee’s words, Jeonghye nodded and picked up the intercom to call Munho.
“Boss, a customer is here.”
「Yes, she can come in right now~。」
The man’s voice coming through the receiver was somehow reassuring. Although she felt a slight tension at the fact that the masseur was male, Eun Nanhee found his voice strangely calming. Before she knew it, she was following Jeonghye’s guidance toward the treatment room.
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The door to the massage room opened, and Eun Nanhee entered with quiet steps. The man had a calm, composed aura. He seemed quite tall, with soft, non-threatening features that put her slightly at ease.
“Hello. First time here, right?”
“Ah, yes. It is.”
Eun Nanhee looked at him with a slightly nervous expression.
“Just make yourself comfortable. Is there any particular area that’s bothering you?”
“Um… my lower back and shoulders have been hurting. Probably because I sit for long periods…”
“I see. Is it a spot that often gets tense for you?”
“Yes. I stretch sometimes, but it never really feels like the root cause is resolved.”
“Understood. Then I’ll start with a basic massage and assess your condition.”
His consultation was clean, without unnecessary words, and his attitude was confident. Nodding along to Munho’s somehow reassuring demeanor, Eun Nanhee somehow found the conversation had already concluded with her receiving a massage.
“Then could you come this way?”
From the moment she had stepped into the massage shop, Munho’s sinister plan had already begun—though Eun Nanhee had no idea yet.
“First, please change into this.”
The massage outfit was made of a tight, clingy material. It was quite revealing, but Eun Nanhee assumed that was normal for massages in a place like this and quietly accepted it.
“Where is the changing room?”
“Ah, there isn’t a separate changing room. You can change here.”
“Ah… I see…”
Maybe it was because the shop was small. Eun Nanhee was a little flustered by Munho’s matter-of-fact response, but she didn’t think much of it. Even if there was only one room, common sense suggested he would probably step outside while she changed.
“……”
“……?”
However, contrary to her expectations, Munho showed no sign of leaving even after telling her to change. Feeling a slight sense of doubt, Eun Nanhee had no choice but to speak up.
“Um… sir? I need to change my clothes…”
“Yes, I’m aware.”
“I’m sorry, but could you please step out? It’s a bit embarrassing to change in front of you, boss…”
She made the request as carefully as possible, but Munho’s reply was completely different from what she hoped for.
“I’m sorry, but I cannot do that.”
Slowly shaking his head, Munho gave an answer that was entirely outside her expectations.
“It is necessary for me to observe you while you change, Miss Eun Nanhee.”
At his absurd statement, Eun Nanhee’s body froze for a moment.