Checking Secretary Lee's Training Status
"Greetings, my Queen."
"Come here."
"Yes."
Having arrived at the office, Secretary Lee greeted Jihee with the same obedient deference as always. At her summons she approached with a faint spark of anticipation in her step.
"Show me your cunt."
With a soft rustle, and a pounding heart, she slowly hiked up the tiny skirt that barely covered her ass and pussy.
"Looks like you obeyed and didn't masturbate… that dog-cunt stench is thick enough to choke on♡."
"I'm sorry for reeking of filthy dog-cunt, my Queen♡. Just as ordered, I haven't washed or touched myself at all♡."
Desperate for praise, Secretary Lee was already squirming, aching to have her pussy fingered as a reward for good behavior.
Jihee's conditioning had already corrupted her completely; a single day without something stuffed inside her left her body burning, impossible to calm. Left deliberately unsatisfied by Jihee's command, she was now drowning in the urge to touch herself. Yet as a thoroughly obedient female slave she never raised a hand without permission, even as cunt-juice kept dripping down her thighs and the thick scent of a bitch in heat filled the air.
"Did you beg your boyfriend to fuck you?"
"My entire body belongs to my Queen♡♡. That worthless man will never lay a finger on this dog-cunt reserved solely for my Queen♡♡."
The moment the forced boyfriend was mentioned, she rushed to reaffirm that she was Jihee's property alone. With trembling hands she spread her pussy wide open left and right.
"This is a cunt that only drools like this in front of my Queen♡. Please, treat it like a toy and play with it however you wish♡♡."
Once known throughout the company for her cool, haughty demeanor, that version of the secretary no longer existed in the slightest. Now she would tear herself down, degrade herself into a mere beast, anything to earn even a scrap of Jihee's love and attention.
"Hnnngh~♡ Haaah~♡ Just one day without washing and it already smells like this, hehehe♡."
"Hhkgghhh♡♡♡."
A wet squirt.
"What a pathetic cunt— just smelling it made you spray all over the place♡."
Jihee had merely brought her face close and inhaled, yet the secretary's hypersensitive pussy climaxed from nothing more than her breath.
Her legs gave out and she crumpled to the floor.
"Heeuhhh♡."
A full day of denied masturbation had left her so pent-up that even a light orgasm made her collapse on the spot.
Looking down at her, Jihee smiled in satisfaction, gripped the secretary's chin, and forced their eyes to meet.
"I really did train you well♡. Only one day without touching yourself and look at that face~♡."
Those once-intelligent eyes were glazed with pleasure; she wore a vulgar little smile of gratitude for her own humiliation.
Just a little more and I can offer her to my son♡.
She had dragged a promising young woman into the gutter solely so she could present her as a toy to Heetae, and she felt not the slightest twinge of guilt.
"You still have two more days to endure. Think you can manage?"
"I-I can't♡! I'll do anything— please train me, my Queen♡!"
Addicted to the sweet pleasure Jihee had given her, Secretary Lee practically begged, flattening herself against the floor in supplication.
"You already know, don't you? There's a way to feel pleasure incomparable to anything you've experienced so far♡."
She flinched.
Jihee's words made her hesitate. She had been carefully avoiding the truth of how she could truly live as Jihee's slave.
"Still dithering, I see~ Then no masturbation for the next month."
"!!! M-my Queen?!"
The bombshell left Secretary Lee gasping as if her soul were leaving her body. Barely surviving a single day of denial already felt like madness; a whole month would turn her into a complete wreck, and the fear of it gripped her.
"I'm not forcing you. I just feel sorry for a secretary who still doesn't understand true pleasure♡."
"True pleasure…"
"That's right. Deep down you already know— becoming this sow wasn't simply because I made you into one~."
She could not answer. She loved Jihee, had accepted every bit of training Jihee desired, and had ultimately become a sow. Yet that was not the core of it. Loving someone was one thing; surrendering one's entire life and personality was another.
"Come on, be a little more honest and you can be happy♡. Not this fake happiness— real happiness as a female♡."
Like a poisoned apple, Jihee's temptation shook her more and more. She craved pleasure and longed for happiness as a female; the promise of something greater than anything she had felt so far pulled her under.
"Yeeesss♡♡ I was so stupid♡♡ Please teach this ignorant, pathetic female what true pleasure is♡♡!"
In the end she chose to discard the last shred of her pride. Watching her, Jihee smiled with gentle kindness.
"Here's your reward♡."
A deep thrust of fingers.
"Ogghh?!♡♡"
A violent, continuous squirt of defeat.
The secretary climaxed instantly on Jihee's fingers and blacked out. In her fading vision she saw Jihee gazing down at her almost like a comrade, and then consciousness left her completely.
"Hehehe. Welcome, Secretary Lee♡."
"Urgh… still too early, I guess…"
On the day Secretary Lee finally chose to become Heetae's slave, a certain man sat staring at the ring laid before him, deep in thought.
He had recently confessed to the woman he had long admired, and she had accepted. Simply dating was not enough for him; he genuinely wanted a future with her.
"If I ask her to marry me too soon she'll feel pressured… but if I keep hesitating she might think I'm just playing around… Urghhh!! Still, the fact that Secretary Lee accepted my confession means she must be thinking along the same lines, right?"
Deputy Kim had spent most of his rare day off agonizing over whether to propose during their after-work date. The idea that he might actually do something he once thought impossible made him smile inwardly as he began imagining their future— even naming their children.
"Haaah…"
Finished with her day, Secretary Lee returned home and let out a heavy sigh under the dim light.
She had ultimately surrendered to pleasure and agreed to become not Jihee's slave, but her son's. Knowing she would soon be trained by him for real left her feeling faintly depressed.
"True… pleasure…♡"
Even though her reason was clouded by sexual frustration, the words "true pleasure" that Jihee had spoken made her womb clench hard, and her cunt began dripping with eager anticipation.
Ding~
"Hm? Who is it?"
She had just received permission to masturbate and was about to strip completely, intent on spending the night in the bathtub without worrying about making a mess, when the message arrived. She checked it at once.
"Ah… it's that guy."
Hoping it was from Jihee, she found only a text from her so-called boyfriend, Deputy Kim, suggesting a date tomorrow. She had far more important matters than that, so she sent a curt refusal and tossed the phone aside.
Until a moment ago she had completely forgotten the man even existed. If not for Jihee's order to date him, she would never have bothered answering his messages at all.
Waiting for her reply with his heart full of hopes for a confession, Deputy Kim received her flat rejection, sighed, and sank into gloom. She, however, cared far more about masturbating. That night she edged herself in the bathtub until the floor was half-filled with her cunt-juice and piss before she finally fell satisfied into sleep.
The next day, under Jihee's orders, Secretary Lee did not go to the office. Instead she headed to the location she had been given in advance.
She swallowed hard.
She would not yet be trained by Jihee's son, Heetae. Today was a kind of inspection— to determine whether she was ready to become a slave. Someone else would come and train her for that purpose, she had been told.
She still had no idea who would train her, but the obedient secretary entered the motel near the busy district without a word of complaint, just as Jihee had commanded. She already knew the room number, so she entered with a tight, nervous heart.
"Hell… o."
"Greetings. Following my Queen's orders, I am Lee Jin-hee, here to undergo inspection to determine whether I am suitable as a slave for my new Master, Heetae."
Inside, a woman sat on the edge of the bed looking at her phone, her expression even more blank than Secretary Lee's own.
She was a stranger, yet learning that her trainer was a young, pretty woman put Secretary Lee at ease. She waited for orders exactly as she had been trained by Jihee.
"First… take everything off."
"Yes, understood."
Without hesitation she began stripping at the woman's command. Being ordered around by someone who looked younger than herself did not matter; she already recognized this person as a far higher being, and she obeyed just as she would have obeyed Jihee.
"Then… I'll begin…"
The expressionless woman rose and slowly approached her.