Failed Escapes and a Trip to Japan
Of course, Kim Hoyoung didn't spend 24 hours a day glued to me. The guy had a ton of women under his thumb. Whenever I felt like I was out of his sight, I'd make a break for it. Honestly, all I had to do was open the door and run—no chains binding me or anything. I figured I could leave anytime I wanted.
For some reason, full of confidence, Kim Hoyoung never even ordered his slaves to keep an eye on me. Was he really that stupid? Leaving a prisoner like me so carelessly unattended. Anyway, if the "enemy" let his guard down, it was something I was grateful for.
I'd sneak out the front door when Kim Hoyoung was asleep or out. Even if Kim Hea-e or Kim Jiwon spotted me, they didn't care. They wouldn't chase after me yelling, "Where do you think you're going!" If I ran into Seo Jeonghui or Park Eunji in the garden, same deal. They'd just giggle like they were watching some amusing show. What the hell? What's so funny? If I disappeared, Kim Hoyoung might punish them, but these weirdos didn't seem to mind.
"Heehee. Just gotta get past that front gate and I'm free!!"
But when I snapped out of it, I'd find myself back in Kim Hoyoung's room. I'd always make it out of the garden successfully, but the moment I stood in front of the gate, my heart would grow uneasy, and I'd feel this overwhelming urge to turn back the way I came.
"I have to go back... I have to go back...!!"
And just like that, the escape failed. What the hell was going on?
"Pfft. That idiot failed her escape again. She has no idea she's under hypnosis not to go outside."
"Don't be too hard on her, Eunji. We layered on extra hypnosis so she doesn't even realize she's hypnotized. She's probably trying her best in her own way. Poor thing."
I vaguely remembered Seo Jeonghui and Park Eunji cackling and saying something like that, but the memory was fuzzy.
"Failed again... huh. Why? I just need to walk out, so why do I keep coming back? Hmm..."
I'd ponder it, but soon my head would start hurting, forcing me to stop thinking. I'd take a nap, wake up, and somehow I'd be right back where I started. I'd brush it off as just being cautious for safety's sake. That was the only explanation that came to mind.
—That's how my aimless freeloading life at Kim Hoyoung's house dragged on, until one day, that guy made a weird proposal.
"Hey, Han Seungyeon. You like overseas trips?"
"What? I'm not against them or anything..."
"Where all have you been?"
"Let's see. Japan, Thailand, Australia, I guess."
"Oh, Japan. How was it?"
"Close by, and the people were nice. Why do you ask?"
"Himeko wants me to come visit. Let's go together."
"What? Why me?"
If Kim Hoyoung left for overseas, it'd be the perfect chance for me to escape. No way in hell was I following him. Please, just go to Japan alone and never come back.
"Come with me."
"Ah, yeah... okay..."
But thinking about it, maybe I did want to go to Japan. Yeah. Suddenly, I really wanted to go. I didn't know why, but I felt like I absolutely had to follow him. What was this? Why was I feeling this way?
Ah. Maybe stress was piling up? That could be it. I'd always healed through trips before. Yeah, that must be it... No other reason came to mind.
—I left for Japan alone with Kim Hoyoung, drawing jealous glares from Kim Hea-e and Kim Jiwon. I didn't like having to carry all the heavy luggage myself.
"Hey! You're a guy, stronger than me, so why do I have to carry your stuff too?"
"Shut up and carry it."
"...Yeah. Got it..."
Was there anyone in the world who could teach Kim Hoyoung a sense of responsibility, that he should handle his own stuff? I was pretty ridiculous too, silently carrying his bags as ordered. But after that exchange, carrying Kim Hoyoung's luggage felt completely natural, and I never complained again. What the hell was wrong with me? At least I could be relieved it wasn't hypnosis.
Sometimes I worried if I was already under hypnosis, but seeing the women who really were, I convinced myself it wasn't the case. Those women were obviously off—hilariously unaware they were hypnotized.
For example, the moment we boarded the plane, Kim Hoyoung scanned the passengers and said,
"All the men get off first. And women, if you have any self-awareness that you're ugly, get off too."
Most of the passengers canceled their trips and left the plane. Idiots. This wasn't some casual stroll in slippers—some had important business trips, yet they got kicked off without a single protest.
"Poor bastards. They probably don't even know why they can't board. Being controlled by hypnosis like puppets."
"You're the same, Seungyeon."
"What are you talking about?"
"You can't disobey my orders either. Wanna test it? Masturbate right here. That's an order."
"What? Masturbate? I could do that, but..."
I started rubbing my D-cup breasts—at least that big. Pretty sizable for a Korean woman; I often drew stares from men and women alike on the street. But in Kim Hoyoung's house, with Kim Hea-e's massive tits ruling the roost, mine were just average. Kim Jiwon and Seo Jeonghui were about the same size as me. Still, they had monster physiques—mine were decent too. Nice shape.
...Huh? Wait, why was I groping my breasts in public? This was weird, right? Public masturbation? That's something only hypnotized idiots would do—
"Ah, and no guilt either. Everything I say feels completely natural."
"What? That's not hard."
—What was I even thinking? This was just a normal thing to do. Hypnosis? I'm not like those other women. I know all about Kim Hoyoung's true nature and powers. No way I'd fall for it. Worrying too much is my problem. Anyway, time to rub these tits. This pleasure was something I never felt as a guy.
"Um, sir. I'm sorry, but the plane is about to depart, so please sit quietly."
The stewardess approached to warn us. A proper beauty who looked great in her uniform. Why were all stewardesses so pretty? A 10/10 woman in that uniform jumps to 13. Their service-minded kindness made their looks shine even more.
But for some reason, I didn't feel that old flutter seeing her. Why? She was gorgeous, but... she didn't appeal to me. Kinda off-putting. It felt like seeing a male idol caked in makeup. I had a little sister—a hardcore idol fangirl—who'd sometimes show me pics of her faves. I'd always think, "What's good about this pretty-boy parasite?" And that's exactly how I felt now. But why? Why was I feeling this about a woman?
When Kim Hoyoung showed interest in the stewardess, it straight-up irritated me.
"Oh, you're pretty."
Really? She looked average to me. Not that pretty. I'm better, aren't I?
"Sir, sexual harassment of crew is strictly prohibited. Please fasten your seatbelt and sit quietly. If you continue, we'll have to remove you."
Oh. The stewardess was pissed. Fight, fight. Hehe. Why did that feel good?
"When did I harass you? I just said you're pretty. Nice tits too."
"...Haa. This won't do. Sorry, but get off now. We'll pursue legal action for harassment on behalf of the company. Ugh, fuck, maybe I should just quit."
The curse slipping out so naturally meant this stewardess had a wild past. Honestly, under the makeup, she looked like a slut. And her tits weren't even that big.
Seeing Kim Hoyoung hit on another woman after making me masturbate, only to get shut down—it was satisfying.
"What? You gonna sue me?"
"Of course. Don't make me more annoyed—get off. Ugh, serving some loser who couldn't even carry my bag in school. Hurry up and leave."
"No, you're the one harassing me."
"What?"
"You got horny the moment you saw me. Right?"
"...Huh?"
The stewardess's mouth gaped dumbly, like she'd suddenly remembered something forgotten.
"You approached me shaking those big tits because you wanted to seduce me. You wanted me to touch them. Right?"
"...Ah."
"You're a total slut whore who wants me to fuck you, aren't you?"
"Ah...♡"
The stewardess's face flushed with lust, turning sultry like a red-light district hooker. Ignoring the shocked passengers, she hiked up her skirt to seduce Kim Hoyoung.
"Yes, sir♡ The moment I saw you, I wanted to fuck. I shook my tits to tempt you on purpose♡"
"See? It's not my fault—it's yours."
"Yes, exactly. I'm the pervert who fell for you at first sight and seduced you♡ Pl-please, will you fuck me? I-I'm suddenly so horny... I've never felt like this. I feel like I'll die if I don't fuck you right now! Pl-please fuck me quick! I'll pay anything!!"
Fuck. In the end, while the plane was still on the ground, Kim Hoyoung fucked that bitch doggy-style. Another stewardess discovered the lewd scene, freaked out, and tried to stop it—only to fall under Kim Hoyoung's hypnosis as expected, turning it into a 3P.
The passengers, on Kim Hoyoung's orders, had to masturbate the whole flight, using the 3P as side entertainment. Thanks to that, obscene moans filled the cabin nonstop until we landed.
...Sigh. They were all such idiots. Completely out of their minds from Kim Hoyoung's hypnosis. I absolutely couldn't end up like that.
But that bastard Kim Hoyoung—why was he groping other women when he was on a trip with me? It pissed me off for no reason. Not like I wanted his attention or anything, but this was too much, right? My stomach was boiling. I'd give him a piece of my mind later. For now, I was busy masturbating to fantasies of "what if that were me" while watching him fuck the stewardess.