A Man With Nothing to Lose
The quiet underground parking lot of the luxury apartment complex.
A car glided in smoothly and came to a stop in its assigned spot.
When the engine died, the rustling sound of someone gathering a bag came from the backseat.
Clunk. Clunk.
“...Mr. Sang-go? The door isn’t opening.”
Beyond the rearview mirror, I saw Song Ji-yoon, the madam of the house, looking exhausted.
The doors had locked automatically when we set off. Instead of releasing the lock, I twisted my head sideways with a crooked smirk.
“Before you get out, there’s something I need you to see first.”
I tossed the document envelope I had prepared in the passenger seat into the back with a dull thud.
“What is this?”
“Open it.”
The irritation on her face as she tore the envelope vanished in an instant, replaced by a complete loss of color.
Patient Name: Lee Jae-hyuk
Diagnosis: Psychogenic Erectile Dysfunction
“You… How did you get this!”
“It’s the pathetic little secret of that perfect husband you’re so desperate to protect, madam.”
“Are you insane?! Open the door right now! I’m calling the police!”
Ji-yoon screamed, hurling the documents away.
I didn’t even blink, just let out a soft laugh.
“Go ahead and report me.”
“What?”
“For me it’s just a few months in jail for blackmail and then I walk free.”
I leaned back comfortably against the seat and stared straight into the backseat.
“But unlike me, who has nothing to lose, what are you going to do, madam?”
“……”
“Front page of tomorrow’s newspaper. ‘National Goddess Song Ji-yoon, Two Years of Abstinence Because Her Husband Is Impotent.’ How does that sound?”
“You… you piece of trash…!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ji-yoon lost all reason and began pounding wildly on the car window.
“Help! Is anyone out there! Open the door!!”
“Save your strength. You do realize this is a bulletproof sedan the CEO specially ordered, right? Not even the sound of an ant crawling outside can be heard in here.”
At my sneer, Ji-yoon bit her lip until it bled, then pulled out her phone.
“I-I’m calling my husband right now…! Do you think Jae-hyuk will let you get away with this?!”
“Ah. To the CEO?”
Instead of stopping her, I nodded.
“Go ahead. Want me to put it on speaker?”
“……!”
“But what exactly are you going to tell him? ‘Honey, our driver found out you’re a fucking impotent’—is that the news you plan to deliver?”
“You… you really…”
“The CEO who lives for his pride would probably head straight to the Han River the moment he hears it. Can you handle that?”
Her thumb, trembling over the call button, froze completely.
She knew it too—how fragile her husband’s pride had become because of his condition.
Slipping.
The phone fell powerlessly from Ji-yoon’s hand.
“…What do you want?”
“……”
“Is it money? How much? I’ll give you anything you want!”
“Money? I don’t need that kind of pocket change.”
“Then what the hell do you want!”
I dragged my sticky gaze over her entire body through the rearview mirror.
That noble figure trapped inside her designer dress.
“Exactly one month. Once a day.”
My beast-like voice reverberated heavily inside the narrow, confined space.
“Whether you take it inside or suck it out with your mouth. Once I pull out of your body, that day’s quota is finished.”
“Are you actually out of your mind…?”
“If you complete the full month, I’ll return these documents without a fuss.”
“You crazy bastard! Why would I ever trust you with my body!”
“Then shall I spread this to the press right now?”
When I deliberately lit up my phone screen, Ji-yoon shrieked in horror.
“No…!”
“Then choose.”
“Haa… hic…”
“Whether you get completely exposed and dragged into the abyss alongside your husband. Or whether you spend one month rolling around as my personal toilet and keep your flawless position as the perfect wife.”
Ji-yoon covered her face with both trembling hands.
Tears fell steadily, born of despair and humiliation.
It was quite the spectacle—the goddess who had been thrashing in fury now broken under her own weight and slammed to the floor.
“…I’ll do it.”
“I can’t hear you.”
“Haa… I said I’ll do it! I’ll give you my body like you want, so please… just don’t leak it…”
A perfect declaration of surrender.
The corners of my mouth twisted upward in an unbearably wicked grin.
“A wise choice, madam.”
I suddenly reclined the driver’s seat as far as it would go.
Then I roughly yanked at my belt buckle as if tearing it open.
Click. Ziiip—.
At the raw sound of the leather belt loosening and the zipper descending, Ji-yoon’s shoulders jerked violently.
“Well then, now that the contract is sealed, let’s begin immediately.”
“R-right now… here?”
“Today is day one, after all.”
At my beastly declaration, Ji-yoon trembled and shrank backward.
“D-don’t come near me…!”
I chuckled and tossed all the fake polite speech into the trash.
“Why? You had nothing to say when I told you to choose, did you?”
“You… you’re suddenly speaking down to me…”
“After starving for two whole years, you’re still putting on airs. Hey, Song Ji-yoon.”
In a single motion I climbed into the narrow backseat and mounted the noble goddess.
“From today onward, you’re not the madam anymore. You’re my personal toilet.”
“Kyaaaak! You crazy bastard! Let go of me!”
Riiip—.
The sound of the designer dress being violently torn filled the car.
I pinned her struggling wrists and thrust in without mercy.
“Aaaaaagh…! Hic, it’s tearing, it’s ripping apart…!”
“Stop pretending to be expensive and spread your legs properly, you bitch.”
“It hurts…! It hurts so much…!”
“What your pathetic husband couldn’t do, I’ll hammer into you all the way to the bone today.”
The merciless beast’s pistoning began.
Ji-yoon poured out tears from the pain and humiliation yet continued screaming without pause.
“Haaang! You son of a bitch…! Fucking bastard… pull it out, pull it out!”
“Your cursing has real flavor. Is this the same goddess I used to see on TV?”
“Ugh, you crazy fuck…! How dare a mere driver like you…!”
“How does it feel getting fucked by your husband’s driver’s cock?”
“It’s filthy…! Being pinned under you, ugh, is so humiliating I want to die…!”
“Then stay humiliated. You’ll have to pant beneath me for the rest of your life.”
Thud. Thud. Thud!
The rough sounds of friction echoed through the car.
Her body, breached after two years of emptiness, clamped down madly around me, sucking greedily.
“Haa, fuck… It’s insanely tight and wet.”
“Ahk, haaa…! You beast…!”
At last I emptied every drop of my hot lust into her deepest place.
“Haa… Haa…”
After the fierce sex ended, Ji-yoon lay sprawled across the seat, tears dripping steadily.
Yet she lifted venomous eyes and glared at me.
“Haa… you beastly bastard.”
“……”
“Don’t misunderstand. I didn’t feel the slightest thing.”
“What?”
“I’m just treating this like I threw something into a dirty trash can once… I will never feel anything from trash like you in my entire life!”
Perfect denial.
I burst into laughter, utterly dumbfounded, and pulled the silver Zippo lighter from my pocket.
Click.
“You didn’t feel anything?”
Click.
“Your cunt was gripping my cock so tightly and dripping everywhere, yet only your mouth is alive. Song Ji-yoon.”
“Shut… shut up…!”
I opened and closed the lighter lid while whispering coldly into her ear.
“This sound.”
Click.
“Remember it well.”
“Hic…”
“Every time you stubbornly insist you felt nothing, your body will reflexively recall my cum and go into heat.”
Click.
“Whether in front of your husband or anywhere else, the moment I make this sound… you’ll turn into a bitch rubbing her thighs together.”
Ji-yoon’s pupils trembled with extreme fear and despair.
“From now on, once a day. When I call, you crawl to me without delay. Understood?”
I tossed the work jacket I had left in the passenger seat into the back.
“Use that to cover your torn dress and go inside.”
Ji-yoon clutched my jacket so hard her knuckles turned white as she cursed me.
“You… you will definitely receive divine punishment. You insane son of a bitch…”
“Sure. I’ll accept divine punishment when I’m old. For now, madam, please go upstairs quietly.”
Click.
The moment the door lock released, Ji-yoon got out as if fleeing, covering herself with my clothes.
“Ha.”
I let out a chuckle as I stared at the now-empty backseat.
I put a cigarette between my lips, pulled out my phone, and opened the app.
It was the home camera feed inside the apartment that the idiot CEO Lee had so kindly linked for me.
On the screen, Ji-yoon was hurriedly opening the front door and stepping inside.
But the instant she saw her husband’s shoes on the floor, she panicked and bolted into the bathroom.
At that moment, the study door in the master bedroom opened.
“Fucking pathetic.”
On the screen, CEO Lee was clutching the front of his pants, breathing raggedly.
He had watched with his own two eyes as his wife came back after being fucked by me, yet he looked like a horny dog about to die from pleasure.
CEO Lee walked up to the bathroom door and spoke in a gentle voice.
“Honey, are you showering?”
Crash!
Something fell noisily inside the bathroom. She must have been trying to hide the jacket and panicked.
“Y-yeah! I’ll be out soon, just a minute!”
Her voice was shaking like a leaf.
A short while later, Ji-yoon emerged in a tightly wrapped bathrobe, eyes bloodshot.
In her hands were the torn dress and my jacket, balled up tightly.
“Are you feeling sick? Why are your eyes so red?”
“N-no… shampoo got in my eyes, that’s all.”
She still had my traces inside her lower hole and yet she was using shampoo as an excuse. The sight was ridiculous.
“By the way, honey. What are you clutching so tightly? That jacket doesn’t look like mine.”
At CEO Lee’s pointed question, Ji-yoon’s face turned deathly pale.
“Th-this… the manager…”
“The manager?”
“Yeah… it was chilly, so the manager lent it to me for a bit…”
She was terrible at lying.
“Really? Then… why is your dress torn like that?”
“Ah…! Th-that’s… it got caught in the car door and I pulled without realizing…”
“Caught in the car door? More like caught on my cock and torn apart.”
I tapped the steering wheel and chuckled.
CEO Lee let out a deep sigh and pulled the trembling Ji-yoon into his arms.
“That driver really… how did he open the door for you? I’ll have to scold him properly tomorrow.”
“N-no! The driver opened it just fine. It was my mistake, so don’t blame an innocent person…”
The sight of her desperately protecting the driver who had just violated her, terrified that her husband’s secret might be exposed.
CEO Lee seemed to find the situation unbearably thrilling; he couldn’t hide the twitching smile at the corner of his mouth.
“Alright. If that’s what you want, honey, I understand. You must be tired—go to bed early.”
“Yes… thank you, honey.”
On the home cam feed, Ji-yoon staggered off toward the bedroom.
Left alone in the living room, CEO Lee looked straight at the camera lens and mouthed the words.
Tomorrow as well. I’m counting on you.
May 1st.
I tapped the phone screen to turn it off and started the engine.
The most noble goddess and the most pathetic impotent husband.
Thanks to this perfect toy of a couple, I was already looking forward to tomorrow morning’s commute more than anything.