The Journey (4)
The next morning.
Lee Jun winced at the light streaming through the window as he came to. He had fallen asleep on the sofa, and the floor was still smeared with semen he hadn't wiped up. When he looked down, his limp cock dangled between his legs. He had spent the entire night masturbating to Choi Min-seo's photos and drifted off without realizing it.
"...Pathetic."
A husband who jerked himself to sleep watching his wife get used like a slave beneath another man. Could anything be more disgraceful? But what was he supposed to do? The mere thought of those photos on his phone still made his cock twitch and swell.
"Have I always had this much stamina?"
Watching himself harden again, Lee Jun marveled at his own virility.
"Still... I should hold back for a while."
He was getting hard, but his balls ached with a dull, drawn tightness. One more push and they'd start to hurt for real. He gathered himself off the sofa and wiped the dried semen from the floor. It had hardened overnight, making the cleanup more of a chore than he'd have liked. Once the mess was gone, he headed to the kitchen to put something together for breakfast. He never ate much, so he kept it simple.
"I wonder when they'll contact me today..."
Having already tasted that overwhelming pleasure once, Lee Jun couldn't tear his eyes from his phone. Even while eating, he was so glued to the screen he barely registered whether the food was going into his mouth or his nose.
He had just finished eating and was about to do the dishes when his phone chimed. He hastily wiped the water from his hands and checked the screen. A video had arrived.
He hit play. Naturally, it was Sun Kim and Choi Min-seo. The two of them had come down to the restaurant for breakfast, just as Lee Jun had. Min-seo had never been one for heavy morning meals either, so her plate was a simple spread of bread, coffee, and fruit.
None of that registered. What seized Lee Jun's attention was what she was wearing.
A white hooded zip-up. They were near the beach, so it was thin and light — light enough that he could tell she had nothing on underneath. The round shapes of her nipples pushed visibly through the fabric. Maybe that was why she kept darting her eyes around, checking to see if anyone was looking.
"Morning, husband. We came down to the restaurant for a light breakfast. Come on. You should say hello to your husband too, shouldn't you?"
"Y-yes, Master."
The word Master slipped from Choi Min-seo's lips. Not just in bed — she had been calling him that the entire trip. At that realization, aching balls be damned, Lee Jun's cock stiffened and began to leak precum in slow, sticky beads. He tried his hardest to hold the excitement down, but the next stretch of footage shattered whatever restraint he had left.
Sssk. Slither.
His wife, who had been nervously scanning the room, suddenly tugged her zipper down and pulled the hoodie open to either side. There they were — her pale, creamy breasts, nipples standing at attention as if they had minds of their own. And above all else, the words scrawled across her chest in lipstick: Kim Tae-yang's Dedicated Pussy Slave.
Every last bit of it set Lee Jun's cock on fire.
"On Master's orders, I decided not to wear any underwear for the entire trip. So he can fuck me whenever he wants."
As she spoke, a waiter approached their table, took one look at her, and recoiled in shock, edging backward.
"Ah!"
Min-seo realized someone else had seen her like this and scrambled to cover herself — but Sun Kim clicked his tongue.
"Tsk. Who said you could do that?"
"...I'm sorry."
She exposed her breasts again. They were so pretty and so vulgar at the same time that the waiter couldn't tear his eyes away, his gaze locked in place.
"Oh, I'll get fucked as much as Master wants today and send you the pictures. Wait for them, okay?♡"
With that, the video ended.
"Haa. M-Min-seo..."
Lee Jun rubbed his thighs together and panted, fighting to keep the rising heat in check.
"Ahem. Excuse me, but I'd appreciate it if you could restrain yourselves in the restaurant."
The waiter had approached Choi Min-seo and Sun Kim's table. Even as he said it, he still couldn't take his eyes off her chest.
"Ah. Sorry about that. Hey — look what you did. You made the waiter come over."
"I'm sorry."
Min-seo bowed her head in apology and hurriedly pulled her clothes back on. The waiter retreated without another word, his face flushed red.
"Alright. Doesn't seem like much of a breakfast situation anymore. Shall we head back?"
Getting caught exposing herself to the waiter had filled Min-seo with humiliation — and a strange, curling pleasure right alongside it. Her pussy was already sloshing, pouring out slick. Just as she had told Lee Jun, she wasn't wearing a scrap of underwear, and the short miniskirt she had on had collected a little pool of her juices on the chair.
"Good. Let's go, then. I plan on bombing your husband with photos all day today."
Sun Kim stood up from the table, and Min-seo rose after him on trembling, overstimulated legs, stumbling as she fell in behind him and followed at his heels.
Their first destination was a shopping center — a fairly well-known spot in the Philippines, laid out much like a department store back in Korea. Which meant it was packed with people coming and going.
"Alright. Shall we have some fun?"
Shopping was not what he had in mind. Min-seo's face burned at the thought of standing among all these people in clothes this thin. Sun Kim led her to a quieter corner first, then smiled.
"Take off that useless skirt."
"B-but, Master. Then I won't have anything on down there at all."
"That's your problem. If you handle the top right, it should cover you."
Min-seo was short enough that the hoodie she was wearing hung just low enough to cover her ass — barely. A cool draft slipped in and teased her pussy, which only made it burn hotter, slick running down the insides of her thighs.
"Shall we get moving?"
Sun Kim groped her plump, juice-slicked thighs as they walked. They did a casual loop of the first floor. In the emptier stretches, he opened her hoodie, exposed her breasts, and took pictures. Every last photo went to Lee Jun in real time.
After the first floor, they rode the escalator up. Min-seo stepped on first, and Sun Kim took the spot behind her. Her bare, milky ass was on full display as a matter of course.
"Nnh."
Aware of it, she tried to press her hands back and cover herself — only for Sun Kim to stop her.
"Hey. If you cover that up, what's the point of even coming here?"
"I-I'm sorry."
In the end, Choi Min-seo left her ass completely exposed. Naturally, a few people behind her spotted it and started murmuring.
"Nnh♡♡ Nngh♡"
As a physical-enhancement ability user, Min-seo's hearing was razor-sharp. She caught every whisper of the people who'd noticed her, and it only excited her more — slick pouring down her legs in a steady trickle.
"Let's move before this gets loud."
"Nngh♡♡ Y-yes♡♡"
Hero or not, getting caught doing public exposure play with a woman was a headache neither of them needed. Sun Kim hustled her along before the murmuring could grow into a scene.
They worked their way through every floor like that, hunting down the quieter corners to take more exposure shots. Sometimes she was completely naked. Sometimes just her breasts were out. Sometimes she spread her legs for the camera. Every time the phone's shutter clicked, her pussy clenched and fluttered, and eventually she came, her waist shuddering.
They spent the entire morning enjoying themselves in the mall, in their own way.
"S-so are we heading back now?"
"No. One last thing to enjoy."
This time, Sun Kim took her to the restroom on the highest floor of the mall. The rooftop level had almost nothing up there, so foot traffic was at its lowest — and the restrooms, by extension, were nearly unused.
"This is the men's room."
"Obviously. You're my toilet-slave. You're not a woman, are you?"
"...Yes♡ Nngh♡♡"
The way he wouldn't even treat her as a woman sent a ripple of orgasm through her.
"So... what are you planning to do here?"
"I'm going to go eat. You wait for me here."
"What?"
She tilted her head, not understanding. Sun Kim just smiled.
"Ah. Ah... Min-seo, what the hell are you doing out there?"
Lee Jun muttered to himself as the exposure photos poured in all morning. Of course, even as he said it, he had already stripped his underwear off and was stroking his cock.
"...Her phone. No. Don't. I promised."
If he hacked her phone right now, he could watch every second of her exposing herself and getting photographed in real time. But he shook his head. Not long ago he had hacked Choi Min-seo's phone, gotten caught, and sworn he would never do it again.
Brring. Brring. Brring.
His phone started ringing again. This time it wasn't a photo or a video — it was a video call.
"Hello?"
"Ah. Hello there, husband."
Sun Kim greeted him with a bright smile. Lee Jun felt a prickle of discomfort — this was the man playing with his wife — but a rush of arousal came with it.
"...Yeah. Looks like you're having fun."
"We are. All thanks to your permission, of course."
"Where are you right now, though? Is that a restroom?"
Lee Jun had caught the background behind Sun Kim — white tiles, a glimpse of urinals. That was definitely a bathroom. Why would he be video-calling from a place like that?
"Yes, that's right. To be precise, the men's room."
"...Don't tell me my wife is in there with you."
"Of course she is."
"..."
"No need to look so worried. I'll be stepping out, but you'll be watching over her, won't you?"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"You're about to find out."
Sun Kim stepped into one of the stalls. Choi Min-seo was inside. She sat on the toilet completely naked. Across her chest, in lipstick: Kim Tae-yang's Dedicated Pussy Slave. Across her lower belly: Fuck me as much as you want. She was wearing a blindfold, and earplugs so she couldn't hear a thing.
"Nnh♡ Nngh♡♡"
"I told this toilet bitch to... ahem. Excuse me. That was an awfully crude way to put it, referring to your wife. But she is my slave for the duration of this trip, so I hope you'll understand."
Sun Kim cleared his throat and went on.
"I told this toilet bitch to keep masturbating in here until I get back from my meal. And not to lock the door, of course. If other men find her in the meantime... well, that would be quite dangerous, wouldn't it?"
Lee Jun's heart dropped into his stomach. Strangers. Men whose faces he wouldn't even know, using her?
"So. I'd appreciate it if you'd keep a close eye on her, husband."
Sun Kim propped the phone so that Min-seo filled Lee Jun's view on the video call, then walked out of the restroom. Unaware that her husband was watching her at that very moment, Choi Min-seo diligently followed Sun Kim's orders, plunging her fingers into her pussy.