Terror on the Leash and a Wife's Burning Secret
As the soldiers approached, Lee So-young felt every hair on her body stand on end, gripped by a tension that clawed at her soul. She barely managed to dive into the nearby thicket for cover. But this was just a stopgap at best. If they so much as glanced her way, she'd be exposed in an instant, wouldn't she? From the vague dread of someone might come to the raw terror of someone has come, her muscles locked rigid throughout her body. Her heart pounded. Sweat poured down. Through the gaps in the bushes, she glimpsed the soldiers' forms. Their eyes darting sideways at the mention of a dog—they felt so piercingly clear to her. What if they spot me? Have they already? And if... if they find me like this... what will become of me then?
Movements from lowly scum she wouldn't have spared a thought for under normal circumstances. Each gesture, each action—now they loomed vivid and terrifying. And at the same time, in a way that defied all reason... they sent chills racing down her spine.
Then.
'! W-wait... ugh!!'
Han Taeyang suddenly yanked the leash, ordering her to come out. Of course, even from her master, she couldn't emerge from the bushes here. He surely hadn't pulled it expecting that. So... the only thing she could do in this moment was one.
"M-meow... meooow!"
In an instant, a natural-sounding cry escaped her lips unbidden. To fool those lowly fools, she let out a genuine dog's bark, and a heavy wave of humiliation shuddered through her.
'W-what kind of degradation is this... Me, Lee So-young... reduced to barking like a dog at those vermin!'
Though hidden from sight, the excruciating insult was unbearable. A filthy sensation that made her want to retch just thinking about it. Amid the sharp agony that screamed how far she'd fallen, she bit her lip hard, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Then.
"Looks like it'll take a bit longer, so go back to your duties. I don't mind, but who knows—there might be a real thief lurking somewhere."
"Y-yes, sir."
"Then we'll take our leave."
At Han Taeyang's words, the soldiers finally bowed their heads and departed. With profound relief washing over her, Lee So-young felt all strength drain from her limbs.
Then.
'! N-no... my tension's easing and my body...! Hnngh!'
As the mental vise loosened, the urgent pressure in her bladder hit her with crystal clarity. It felt ready to burst forth any second, and instinctively, she crossed her legs tight, her face paling to ashen.
And.
Han Taeyang parted the bushes and looked down at her. Desperation flooding her eyes, she pleaded with the master before her.
"M-Master... p-please... h-home... I-I can't hold... any longer..."
She was truly at her limit. If they didn't hurry home now, something unforgivable would happen right here on Hanyang's main street.
Thus, begging her master for mercy with all her heart. But...
"Strange."
"W-what...?!"
His voice, chillingly cold, like a blade thrusting in. In a tone utterly quiet yet profoundly eerie, he said to her,
"I've never heard of a dog using a privy."
"!! N-no... y-you can't mean..."
Essentially, a command to relieve herself right there. Tears streaming, she slowly shook her head.
"N-no... I can't... that's... impossible... even so, how could a person do something so vile... hnngh!!!"
"I told you. You're a dog right now."
In that instant, his hand reached out, fingers teasing her lewd entrance. With each expert stroke stimulating her, she felt her desperately clenched bladder forcibly release.
"M-Master... s-stop... please... not this...! Kkh!"
That moment, a piercing chill stabbed through her mind like a spear. With it, the tension below gave way. Her face drained to ghostly white.
"N-nooo... d-don't... l-lie... this... can't... aaaah...."
—Spliiiish...
Her voice thick with despair as urine gushed out. Amid the thick, steaming stream, she felt something deep inside shatter. An indescribable sensation overtook her. The utter humiliation of becoming not a human, but truly a dog. And atop it, a damp, perverse pleasure that drowned everything.
"Ha... haha... ahahaha..."
Awareness that she'd crossed an irreversible river brought devastating misery. Yet mingled with it, the tingling ecstasy wracking her body sparked a filthy, vulgar rapture. Collapsing into her own puddle, Lee So-young let out a hollow, soulless laugh—as if her spirit had fled.
And... gazing at her, body and soul perfectly a dog's, Han Taeyang whispered coolly into her ear as she lay there.
"Looks like you really enjoyed the walk. Pissing yourself in joy like this."
"Ha... haha..."
Instead of denial, she uttered a broken laugh. With a chilling smile, he murmured into her ear,
"From now on, whenever I have time, we'll go for these walks often."
"!.... Ha... ha.... Y-yes... Master..."
*
"Then we'll take our leave."
"..."
"Mother."
"! G-go on... N-no... I mean... y-yes... go ahead..."
Lee So-young answered haltingly, unease thick in her voice. Right after the usual morning greetings ended, Im Jeong-ok stepped out of the inner quarters with me and asked cautiously,
"...My lord? Did... something happen?"
"Nothing in particular. Why do you ask?"
"No, it's just... I've felt it for a while now, but Mother's demeanor seems a bit off."
"..."
Her question laced with doubt and worry. As in the original story, I was reminded anew that my "wife's" intuition was no joke. In a steady tone, I replied,
"...Can't be helped. Father's on his deathbed any day now... and with that incident recently on top of it. It's natural she'd be watching us closely."
"True... but somehow, it feels different from that..."
"My lady."
"Y-yes?"
"Don't overthink it. This is my affair."
"!..."
My words carried a quiet warning. She flinched briefly... but soon a deep smile curved her lips.
"...Yes. Thank you, my lord."
"...?"
I had no idea what she was thanking me for, but she seemed oddly pleased. Shrugging it off, I headed to the stables.
"When will you return this time?"
"Tonight... maybe tomorrow."
"...I see."
Today was the day to reel in the bait I'd cast earlier. I had no idea how they'd respond, but confident it wouldn't stray far from my expectations, I mounted my horse.
Then.
"...M-my lord?"
"? What is it."
Im Jeong-ok approached, face flushed, fidgeting with her fingers. In a hesitant voice, she said,
"W-well... when you return, my lord... there's one favor I'd like to ask. Would you... grant it?"
"A favor? If it's simple, sure. What is it?"
"It's..."
She seemed about to explain, but shook her head, her face burning even redder.
"N-no... later. I'll tell you then. It's nothing grand... just a small wish of mine... please don't refuse."
"...Understood."
I could guess from her demeanor, but decided to play dumb for now. After all, the joy of a gift lies in the unwrapping.
*
Watching her husband gallop away from the estate, Im Jeong-ok's heart still raced. As for her mother-in-law... truthfully, she couldn't say for sure. But at least, she believed all this was to protect her. Grateful... and joyful at that fact.
Im Jeong-ok quietly returned to her empty room alone. In the silent space, with trembling hands, she slowly probed that place of hers... the spot called her anus.
'I shouldn't... not like this... I can't ask my lord for something so shameful... aaah... but ever since that day... here... it's been burning so hot...'