Chapter 135

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 134

Chapter Title: Motel of Depravity

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Though the mental shock had hit her hard, Seo Jin-ah felt a dizzying pleasure as she tangled her body with Hyun-woo's right in front of her husband. The joys she'd known from making love with her beloved husband all those years now seemed utterly insignificant by comparison.

But the sorrow of being betrayed by Byung-joo was fleeting. A few days later, her body was heating up every night just like before. It craved not her teasing fingers, but the powerful stimulation that filled her lower belly to the brim.

And then came Hyun-woo's summons amid all that.

Jin-ah, who normally wouldn't have dreamed of heavy makeup, a brown wig, and a skin-tight mini dress that clung to her curves, prepared herself with more excitement and anticipation than ever. She dressed up joyfully, never once imagining that the reflection in the mirror made her look like a girl heading to work at a shady lounge.

By the time she arrived at the motel and got a room to wait, her panties were already soaked at the thought of the hot night ahead.

Hyun-woo arrived soon after. And without a moment's delay, they dove straight into sex.

'Feels so good... so damn good...'

Hyun-woo's massive cock thrashed inside her lower belly like a serpent. Entwining with him brought back memories of just days ago, when her husband had watched as Hyun-woo penetrated her.

"Ha-eung! Heut! Ha-eung!"

Simply recalling that moment made Jin-ah's body shudder in convulsions. It had felt too good. So good that she feared she'd never return to normal relations with her husband.

That's when she sensed another pair of eyes on her. There should only have been Hyun-woo and herself in this motel room.

Byung-joo was peering at her lewdly from behind Hyun-woo's back.

'Why... why is Byung-joo here...'

How long had he been there? Maybe the lack of soundproofing? With other couples' moans always echoing around, she'd missed the sound of the door opening.

Luckily, thanks to the heavy makeup and wig like at the hotel last time, her husband hadn't seemed to recognize her yet. But unlike before, the distance was far too close now. He could figure it out any second.

"St-stop...! Hnng... mmph... mmph..."

She tried to resist, at least covering her face, but she was helpless against Hyun-woo's overwhelming strength compared to hers. With both arms fully restrained, he even sealed her lips.

As always, her lips parted, and his tongue invaded her mouth roughly. The hot flesh toyed with her tongue and every corner of her mouth relentlessly.

- Slap slap slap slap

At the same time, he pistoned his hips, slamming his cock into her savagely. Pinned beneath him, all Jin-ah could do was writhe and accept the waves of pleasure crashing over her.

'Too... intense... nooo... gonna... cum...'

Already aroused before even arriving at the motel, Jin-ah climaxed after just a few thrusts. Perhaps because Byung-joo was watching, Hyun-woo came even faster than usual, spilling his seed.

- Squirt squirt

Even though she was on birth control, at some point he'd started creampieing her as if it were the most natural thing. His thick, hot load filled her lower belly.

'Don't... look...'

She hadn't checked the mirror, but Byung-joo was right there, watching her face twisted in ecstasy. She wasn't his wife Seo Jin-ah right now—she was Hyun-woo's woman, Kim Ji-na—but that didn't make it any less embarrassing.

"Haa... haa..."

And astonishingly, after finishing once, Hyun-woo passed her body over to Byung-joo.

"—!"

Not content with just summoning her husband, now he wanted her to sleep with him too? Even with the disguise of heavy makeup and a wig, this was insane. If her identity was exposed here, everything about her affair with Hyun-woo would come out to Byung-joo.

At Hyun-woo's cruel command—shocking beyond belief—Jin-ah's [Obedience] plummeted once more.

She desperately wanted to flee this instant, but she couldn't break free from Hyun-woo's command, which had consumed her [Obedience] through the work system.

Without a defensive ability like Eun-seol's [Pride] to resist his [Commands], she was easy prey for him as long as her [Obedience] didn't hit zero.

Jin-ah's [Obedience] had dropped by 7, but Hyun-woo wasn't worried. He'd already anticipated what was about to unfold to some extent.

- Thud thud

"Hoo... hooo..."

Tense, excited, and brimming with anticipation at the thought of sex with Kim Ji-na, Byung-joo began stripping off his clothes one by one.

"You really are..."

Jin-ah whispered bitterly into Hyun-woo's ear, low enough that her husband wouldn't hear.

"Why? Your husband sold you out too, didn't he? I'm just doing the same. Heh heh heh."

"Hng..."

"Might as well enjoy it since it's come to this."

Anger at Hyun-woo and endless disappointment in her husband's actions. Jin-ah soon gave up, staring blankly at the motel ceiling in resignation.

A dingy, yellowed ceiling came into view. Come to think of it, it was this place again. After losing her chastity to Hyun-woo—not her husband—she'd been ravaged by him here countless times.

Not just the filth, but the moans of other couples echoing from everywhere, and the motel owner's perverted gaze always raking over her body.

To Jin-ah, this was a space brimming with memories she desperately wanted to erase.

And today, a nightmarish one would be added.

- Swish

Her husband, Lee Byung-joo, approached her slowly as she lay on the bed. His cock—pathetic compared to Hyun-woo's but slightly above average—was rock-hard.

'Byung-joo... how did things end up like this...'

Not satisfied with selling her body to Hyun-woo, now her husband was about to sleep with another woman. Right in front of another man, no less.

And she was no better. Having accepted Hyun-woo's cum into her body hundreds of times, she had no right to feel righteous. Even now, she was cheating while pretending to be someone else.

How had their once peaceful, loving life come to this? No matter how hard she thought, Jin-ah couldn't figure it out.

"N-no... I hate it..."

She didn't want him to see. Just days ago, she'd lost herself completely to sex with Hyun-woo in front of her husband. And now, Hyun-woo's bare creampie was dripping down her thighs.

'Please... stop. Byung-joo.'

But against her wishes, her husband pried open her tightly clenched legs wide.

- Drip drip

Hyun-woo's semen was still leaking from between her smooth, hairless pussy lips. Byung-joo grimaced slightly at the sight.

'He came so much.'

Not like cleaning up leftovers—he was annoyed at Hyun-woo for dumping so much ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠inside without a thought for the next guy.

But giving up on Kim Ji-na because of the mess was too wasteful. She was driving him mad, his lower body aching with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠need.

Even the white cum oozing from her thighs only fueled his arousal. How could she be this slutty?

Having only ever seen his pure, composed wife, the complete opposite of Jin-ah in Kim Ji-na made Byung-joo burn with insane excitement.

But pathetically, the moment his hand brushed her body, his cock went limp. The Kim Ji-na he'd lusted after so badly... the chance he'd traded his wife for... and still, at the crucial moment, it betrayed him.

"Damn it... no... no no no!"

'After all the sacrifices to get here...'

"Kuh... ugh..."

Like a curse, it died every critical moment. Devastated by his erectile dysfunction, Byung-joo collapsed onto the floor.

"Heh heh heh... Byung-joo, what're you doing? Not gonna do it?"

Hyun-woo checked Byung-joo's status window. It was his handiwork through administrator privileges, so of course he knew the man's condition.

Byung-joo could never have normal sex again. Not unless he broke free from the swamp of amplified [Despair] over his sexual dysfunction chaining him down.

But Hyun-woo had no intention of helping with that.

"Even served up on a platter, and you can't eat."

He spat out insincere words.

'Can't give up Seo Jin-ah, ever.'

She was his now. No matter that they were married—Hyun-woo planned to prevent even skinship between them, let alone sex.

He'd meticulously raised her [Charm] to 8. He couldn't let another man's hands touch this beauty he'd crafted, not even her husband's. A vicious possessiveness toward her surged within him.

And he could make it happen. Proof was right before his eyes.

"If you're not gonna, get lost."

Shoving the despairing Byung-joo aside, Hyun-woo

- Squelch

thrust his cock in one go into the inviting pussy of Kim Ji-na—no, Byung-joo's wife, Seo Jin-ah—spread wide with legs apart.

"Haaaaang!"

Jin-ah nearly came from the insertion alone.

- Slap slap slap slap

"Ha-eut... hng... ha... haaaang..."

Replacing her husband, who couldn't even get properly erect, Hyun-woo's cock filled her depths completely.

'Thank... goodness...'

Was it relief that her identity stayed hidden? Or from tangling with another man before her husband again? Jin-ah writhed in the same vicious pleasure as last time.

Her [Obedience] began recovering.

"Heh heh heh..."

From their last encounter at the newlywed home, Hyun-woo had already guessed that Jin-ah's [Depravity] fetish would make her feel supreme pleasure again before Byung-joo.

"Damn... damn it... damn..."

Byung-joo could only watch their sex in the end. It felt eerily familiar. And despite the misery, his cock hardened again.

- Stroke stroke stroke

Ultimately, Byung-joo started jerking off with his own hand. Insertion always failed, so masturbation was his only option.

"Kuh... ugh..."

But something was off. Failing to fuck such a ripe Kim Ji-na and resorting to handjobbing, yet the pleasure was so intense it made his body sway.

He wanted to stop from sheer self-disgust, but the ecstasy was too overwhelming now. Even sex with Jin-ah had never felt this good.

'Why does jerking off feel this amazing...'

Her husband masturbating while watching her and Hyun-woo have sex.

'Byung-joo...'

Pity for her husband's desperate masturbation mingled with pleasure in Jin-ah.

"Hak! Ha-eut! Haaak! Ha-eung!"

Thanks to her amplified [Depravity] trait, seeing her husband wildly excited, stroking himself to their sex, brought vicious pleasure. Any pity vanished in an instant.

'Ahh... so gooood...'

Supreme ecstasy enveloped her body. It was that sensation she'd craved since days ago.

And so,

- Stroke stroke stroke

"Heut!"

"Kuh... cumming..."

Byung-joo and Hyun-woo ejaculated into their respective hands and her clenching pussy.

"Ah... aaah... aheeeeeung!"

Watching both men cum, Jin-ah orgasmed too. The tiny motel room heated up with the three of them.

"Haa haa..."

"Ah... a-eung... heuuu..."

Hyun-woo, Jin-ah, and Byung-joo all collapsed in bliss.

And in that moment, a new emotion registered in Byung-joo's [Psychological Messages].

"Heh heh heh..."

Even Hyun-woo hadn't expected Byung-joo to break this badly. Forced to watch Hyun-woo's sex without being able to perform at the crucial moment.

Perhaps some unconscious self-defense—he'd discovered a new [Pleasure] upon realizing he couldn't have sex. Without it, he couldn't have held onto his sanity.

'Does he know Kim Ji-na is his wife?'

From Byung-joo's state, definitely not. He might have unconsciously associated her with his wife, even if not aware.

Hyun-woo could only guess Byung-joo's exact thoughts via [Psychological Messages], but one thing was certain.

'Either way, she's completely mine now.'

Seo Jin-ah was fully in his grasp.