Aero's Shattered Will
She had tried to endure as the widow maid, as the protagonist's mother-in-law in training, as the prospective mother-in-law in training, as the stepmother turned slave. She believed she could hold out. No matter how difficult the task, she thought she could bear it to the end for her family's sake. She considered her body's reactions unavoidable, but she was convinced her mind would never break.
That was why she had accepted the bet, desperately denying it even as she climaxed multiple times. But in this moment, Aero realized. All of it... had been her arrogance. That she had never had a chance from the start.
'St... stop... now... please... just... stop...'
Endless waves of pleasure crashing over her. Like water relentlessly pouring into a fully filled leather pouch, her body had reached the brink of bursting from the ecstasy Han Taeyang had injected into her. Yet the vortex of carnal desire didn't weaken—instead, it grew stronger and stronger. She had already climaxed countless times, and each time, this man stimulated her increasingly sensitive body even more fiercely.
'Scary... it's scary... I... I'm going strange... If... if this keeps up... I... I'll...'
The sensation that she would truly go mad if it continued. The terrifying feeling that her very existence as Aero would shatter. And yet, she tried to endure to the end. For her beloved husband. For her son, more precious than anything.
But even her ironclad resolve...
'N... no... no more... I can't... anymore... it's... really... impossible...'
...failed to protect her in the end.
"I... I'm... cumming! I'm... cumming! So... so please... please... stop... nooow...!"
Finally, words of surrender spilled from Aero's lips. At the same moment, Han Taeyang's cock buried deep inside her began spewing semen as if it had been waiting.
"Ooooooh! Cummingggggoooooh!!!!"
The hot, eerie sensation filling her body, already at its limit. In her half-maddened state, the thick flood of semen poured in, and Aero's eyes rolled back as she let out grotesque moans.
"Huuuugh... huuuuugh... heeeeeugh... ugh!... huuuuugh...!"
-Spurt, spurt, spurt.
Her mind completely unraveling, Aero unwittingly released her urine. Han Taeyang slowly lowered her body onto the thoroughly soiled sheets.
"Heh... heee... he... heh..."
Drenched in urine and semen, trembling uncontrollably. No trace of pride or will remained—the woman whose body and soul had been utterly broken.
Rubbing her ass slowly, a cold smile crept across Han Taeyang's lips.
"You're mine now."
*
"Kuh... huuugh..."
She couldn't tell how much time had passed. But one thing was clear: as she regained her senses, the rooster was crowing beyond the window. Several hours must have gone by.
Aero forcibly raised her still-throbbing body. Though she managed to sit up, she knew in that moment—her heart had completely crumbled.
I lost... I... this woman called me...
She had declared surrender to that man with her own mouth. A perfect defeat with no excuses left. It meant she no longer had any way to protect her family on her own.
What... what happens now? What becomes of me... of this existence called me...
Plunged into pitch-black uncertainty, the heavy despair made her curl up, trembling as she hugged herself.
"Kkuh... huuugh... hng... hng... my lord... husband..."
Stark naked, without a thread on her. The vivid marks all over her body felt like brands proclaiming she was no longer her husband's.
The pain... the despair of that truth... Aero could only swallow her tears and bury the emotions inside.
"...!"
Then, her eyes caught a single letter. Unlike the wrecked room, it lay pristine and conspicuous on a clean spot—clearly left by Han Taeyang.
Aero reached out with trembling hands.
Regarding this tribute to the Middle Kingdom, compile and send all confidential information on the Baek Man Merchant Group.
A thick unease gripped her as she read. And the contents delivered exactly the despair she had feared.
Though she had proposed it first, the feeling now was worlds apart. Back then, she had requested it as a trade, clinging to faint hope of escaping this horrific chain. But now, she could no longer bargain with that man.
All she could do was submit everything as a slave to her master.
Feeling that truth to her bones, Aero collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably, offering meaningless apologies to her absent family.
"Hng... uuhng... hng hng... I'm sorry... for being such a wife... such a mother... truly... truly... I'm so sorry..."
*
As dawn broke, he set off for home. Having achieved all his goals, he was immensely pleased, yet an even thicker tension filled his heart.
Things are about to get busier... Good that I secured Aero, but the Baek Man Merchant Group is no pushover...
Knowing what lay ahead, victory seemed assured. But presuming triumph prematurely was foolish and dangerous—especially now, having crossed an irreversible river by fully subjugating Aero. He needed to prepare thoroughly.
First, proceed based on the info Aero sends. I know the broad strokes from the original story, but details need verification...
Lost in thought, he arrived at the market on the capital's outskirts. Amid the bustling early-morning crowd hawking wares, he dismounted to buy items that had caught his eye before.
Not perfect, but it'll do for now—better than nothing.
Testing the object in his hand carefully. Something commonplace in the modern world, but he hadn't expected to find it in Joseon.
This'll make a fine gift for my wife.
After paying, he headed to another nearby shop.
"One dou of salt, please."
*
"...Where on earth did you get this?"
Lee So-young's face was filled with genuine astonishment. Han Taeyang replied calmly.
"It's all about capability. No need for details—just prepare thoroughly accordingly, Mother."
"...Understood. So I shall."
She nodded in acceptance, but he could see the subtle joy and hint of awe on her face.
Since his possession, her gaze had completely shifted from their first meeting. Not just from bedchamber prowess, but now acknowledging his abilities too. Seeing that, he felt a quiet pride.
"Then this son will take his leave."
"...Are you... leaving already? Can't you... stay a bit longer..."
Her face flushing slightly, speaking formally. Her desire was obvious, but he smiled earnestly.
"You'll be busy handling that for a while. I'll come in two nights—prepare yourself."
"...Y-yes... I will prepare... Master."
A faint smile curved her lips as she understood. Leaving her behind, he headed to the annex.
Today was his scheduled visit with his "wife"... Im Jeong-ok.
I'm pretty busy myself. Need Yoo Cheon-hyang's answer too...
Reaffirming how diligent harem-building required, he arrived at Im Jeong-ok's quarters, where she awaited eagerly.
"H-husband...? Wh-what is that?"
"Heh..."
Holding a gift suited to her.