034. Taming (4)

I gaze intently at Seo Haeun’s chest, which is filled with panic and fear.

As always, long sleeves and long pants.

A baggy tracksuit that doesn’t show off her figure well.

Even dressed like that, she makes me horny every day to the point it’s hard to resist, so claiming she wouldn’t be good enough with that body seemed truly foolish.

“Are you going to do it or not? Answer me. If you really can’t, I can make a few adjustments.”

“W-well, touching is a no-go….”

I take another step closer to Seo Haeun, who trembles despite trying to omit the most crucial part, and whisper softly in her ear from a distance that’s almost touching.

“…Exactly how am I not supposed to touch you?”

I wasn’t threatening her at all, but

I made sure she felt crushed by the pressure anyway.

“Your hands? Legs? Thighs? Chest? …If all of that’s off-limits, I can’t accept. Tell me, what parts are okay?”

“…Sex, besides sex….”

It was incredibly fun tormenting the curvaceous, gloomy girl who begged me not to include sex, since she herself had fallen victim to the bet she proposed.

In reality, Seo Haeun outside isn’t gloomy at all; she’s openly sexual and haughty, but Seo Haeun here in her room is gloomier than any woman I’ve ever met.

How else would you describe a woman who’s never dated anyone and barely leaves the house except to go to the gym?

The fact that she’s only ever pleasured herself manually because she’s scared of dildos is also insane.

…Honestly, I’m reaching my limit trying to hold back from stroking off in preparation for when I fuck her.

“Besides sex? …So, everything besides sex is okay?”

“So, um…. Don’t touch the weird places. And….”

“Where are the weird places? You need to be specific.”

“…My chest, and down there…, anyway! Those places are off-limits….”

“So, your pussy and nipples are off-limits? What about everywhere else?”

“….”

I remember hearing from someone that 99% of ‘no comment’ responses mean the same thing as ‘yes’.

It means, ‘I’m too embarrassed to say it out loud, so please just assume I agreed!’

Applying that here, it translates to, ‘As long as you don’t touch my pussy or breasts, you can use my body however you want.’

Regardless of what she was actually thinking,

That’s the conclusion.

“Alright, then I’ll only touch other places. And if the next video gets over 10,000 views, you’ll do what I say, right?”

“….”

“Say ‘Yes.’ Or just ‘Mm-hmm.’ If you lost, you have to keep your promise.”

“Ugh, yes….”

I smile at Haeun, who reluctantly handed over her ‘Seo Haeun All-You-Can-Use Pass,’ then step away from her to check the YouTube comments again.

…I tried my best to spread it discreetly through viral marketing, but regardless, the comment section is a total mess.

Some people were beating around the bush with euphemisms like, ‘Wow, fuck, those tits are amazing,’

while others, being true alpha males, said things like, ‘Damn, those tits are hot. I wanna grab those nipples with my mouth and suck ’em dry.’

There were a few normal comments like, ‘You play the guitar well,’ but honestly, anyone commenting on this video probably clicked because they saw the thumbnail showing her shirt buttons about to burst.

Or they found it because of the viral marketing I scattered everywhere, dug through the original source, found the creator, and crawled their way here.

In the end, it means everyone among the 9,000 viewers is just a perverted bastard.

…I even posted a few normal ones myself.

“Okay, let’s film right now. Since you’re already showered, come to the soundproof booth wearing the same clothes you wore last time. Pick a song you play well and just play it.”

“Okay….”

“Hey, but with views climbing this fast, you’ll start making money. Some YouTubers I follow get way fewer views than you and still make a decent living.”

Well…

that doesn’t mean I’m complaining.

Getting turned on by those breasts is normal sexual desire.

I put it out there for people to see, so they should look.

And I plan on spreading it around even more.

“Why did you agonize so much when there was such an easy path? I told you, with your body, you could just sit around and study, and people would still eat it up.”

“No, I-I didn’t know it would get this far….”

Seo Haeun, who had inadvertently become the idol of perverted bastards, kept glancing at her phone, shocked by the unbelievable surge in views alongside the impact of losing the bet.

I figured it’s better not to look at the comments before cleaning them up, but since I can’t possibly delete all the sexual harassment anyway, it probably doesn’t matter much.

Besides, the fact that she’s dabbled in auditions, guitar, and YouTube clearly shows she has a craving for attention, just like me.

She probably doesn’t find even that kind of dirty attention disgusting.

People don’t even consider paths like that unless they crave admiration from others.

“Hey, your sister has smaller boobs than you but is super popular because she’s got a great body. So why wouldn’t you take off? Same skin tone, bigger chest.”

“….”

I relentlessly pump her up, drawing out the suppressed pride she gained thanks to her successful sister.

Normally, this would be sexual harassment, not praise, but for Seo Haeun, who had ultimately succeeded despite losing the bet, it was the perfect timing to convey the underlying meaning of my words.

“Carry yourself with more confidence. My words might be crude, but honestly, you’re fucking hot. You felt it when you worked at the baseball team, right? The players constantly staring and whispering about you whenever they were bored. …That was all sexual harassment, wasn’t it? They wanted to fuck you.”

“Crazy bastards….”

“But, Haeun-ah, you know as well as I do that most guys are fucking lunatics obsessed with sex. Same goes for women. At this age, everyone’s driven by their libido.”

“….”

“Your sister is the same. She shakes her ass on stage, does sex appeal for her fans, and that’s why she’s so successful, raking in money, right? She just turned 20 and already bought two houses.”

I diligently try to twist her values, which were as conservative as her name suggests.

Even though a prim lady who hadn’t even kissed by age 26 won’t become a total slut overnight, she couldn’t just dismiss the tempting stories she heard.

“Even if we say it’s 1 won per view, you earned 10,000 won yesterday working for just 10 minutes. Work another 10 minutes today, and you’ll earn another 10,000 won. The only difference from usual is you’re wearing a shirt and skirt, right? But even that makes such a huge difference.”

“I-I didn’t know it would be like this….”

A woman who barely earned around 200 won while enduring the sweat-soaked sexual harassment of men.

Just strumming her guitar as a hobby in her warm room, like usual, earned her 10,000 won in 10 minutes. Would she even consider working a job now?

Of course not. Definitely not.

I get so jealous seeing acquaintances make money from money, but now that she’s learned how to create money out of thin air without any starting capital, there’s no way she can go back to the way things were.

“Now you know, so use it wisely. Go back to your room quickly, change, and come back. Today, you’ll earn 20,000 won in 10 minutes. Tomorrow, 40,000 won.”

“….”

Wearing the same thing as yesterday,

Same lack of exposure, same body-based sex appeal,

Even knowing she’d definitely lose if she played the guitar at a passable level, just like before,

she walked numbly into her room with confused eyes,

put on the tight suit she wore yesterday, and walked into the soundproof booth.

Today, she made a mistake during the performance, taking a total of 15 minutes, but

when I woke up the next morning, the new video had surprisingly hit 5,000 views in just half a day.

By this point,

it seemed she was more interested in the prize than the bet itself.

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March 20th.

Evening.

…I lost again.

“Haeun-ah, what are we gonna do? It hit 10,000 views in just one day.”

…This is strange.

It doesn’t make sense.

I’ve been glued to my phone all day, just watching the views climb, and they keep going up.

What is this?

Seriously.

“This… it doesn’t make sense….”

“The previous video got almost 20,000 views, so it makes sense this one would hit 10,000 too. What’s the problem?”

“Did you… advertise this somewhere…?”

“I didn’t advertise. Even just uploading the thumbnail had people asking who you were right away?”

“….”

I knew he had pulled some strings.

…But even for Kang Joo-hyuk, besides spreading photos around like he said, there shouldn’t have been much else he could do.

Just that much promotion made this happen?

Me?

…After graduating, I went to so many auditions, but I couldn’t even get a second on TV?

“Anyway, since I won, come to my room after you finish dinner and shower. There’s room for you on the bed today too, you know?”

He sits in the victor’s seat as if it’s the most natural thing, ordering the loser around as he pleases.

…It’s strange.

My body is definitely attractive,

and I play the guitar well, which is why things turned out this way.

So why do I keep losing to that man and having to obey him?

It ultimately means

Kang Joo-hyuk believes in me more than I believe in myself.

“Um…, Kang Joo-hyuk, the promise….”

“Ah, shit. Of course, I’ll keep it. ‘Don’t touch my breasts or pussy,’ right?”

“….”

“No matter how much you stare at your phone, the views aren’t going down. Give up. Shower and come to my room. …Oh, and wear that same suit.”

“…What-what are you going to do?”

“You’ll find out when you get here. …I promise I won’t touch the places you told me not to, so just come obediently.”

Even though I knew I’d be devoured once I finished the dinner he prepared,

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the flood of comments on my channel.

Most of them were comments objectifying my body, but

there were a few occasional comments praising my guitar skills.

More than the fear of losing the bet,

the short comment, ‘Your guitar playing is insane, unnie,’ shook my heart more profoundly.

…I shouldn’t be letting my guard down over something so small,

I’m about to be eaten alive.

My resolve softens.

Endlessly.