episode_0007

“Sl…slave?”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know. Why are you acting like that?”

I found the post by her username, ‘dbtjd****19,’ and read it in a woman’s voice.

“I’m still a virgin, but why can’t I find a master anywhere? Uyu.”

A sense of shame close to public execution.

And in front of her – I played a video of Yoo Seoyoung masturbating.

“Ah-”

Not only did her face turn red, but she also breathed heavily.

It was amazing how she managed to maintain her composure despite this humiliation.

“Ah. You’re a virgin? ‘Still’?”

“If she’s a virgin… the play I can do is limited.”

If she’s not a virgin, I could easily tame her with my penis.

But if she’s a virgin, I had to be more lewd in my approach and establish a relationship at the perfect moment.

For example… letting her beg for my penis in a vulgar way until she screams for me to be her master.

Driven to the brink of lust, dripping with desire – begging for me to become her owner.

I had to stage that much so that our first experience could be cherished.

“But that alone feels a bit empty…”

I couldn’t figure out what that longing emotion was yet.

She slumped down, bowing her head.

“Are you going to threaten me?”

My body and money.

She looked intimidated, fearing my influence.

She was so cute. I completely erased my intimidating and pressuring attitude and spoke in a friendly manner.

“Yes. Of course. But the duration will be one month.”

“One month?”

“After being my slave for one month, I’ll set you free.”

“So, in the end, you’re going to rape me…”

She said sharply.

“No. I have no intention of doing that.”

I wasn’t just a simple pervert.

“Why would I rape someone? Rape.”

Rape was something anyone could do.

Just being born a man with more physical strength than a woman made it possible for anyone to do it.

It was naturally worthless.

Above all.

To win her love, I shouldn’t approach her in that way.

“I won’t have sex for a month.”

“You won’t…?”

“Unless you ask for it.”

She looked a bit uneasy as she stared at me.

When I thought about how most female submissives feared sex the most, her unusual reaction was intriguing.

But I didn’t pay much attention to it.

“I won’t touch you at all. We’ll play once every three days… in return.”

I put my hand on her shoulder, looked into her eyes, and said.

“Obey my orders completely.”

“…”

She bit her lip hesitantly. Yoo Seoyoung, with her beautiful eyebrows, looked at me and said.

“Do you think that makes sense? What will you do? What if I refuse after a month?”

“Ah.”

“I don’t like being rejected.”

She was afraid.

Especially when it came to the people I loved.

I could endure being rejected by people who meant nothing to me, but being rejected by those I loved always left a deep wound.

“I might die, right?”

That’s right.

If she left me, I honestly didn’t know how to live.

But I didn’t want to threaten her with my suicide.

That would just make me a pathetic man.

With a shameless attitude, I spat out lies to deceive my heart.

“I have no choice.”

“…”

What I wanted was love.

It wasn’t something I could control.

“So I’ll do my best too. To completely make you my slave.”

For a moment, her pupils slightly dilated.

A surprised expression.

“Will you do it?”

“I have no choice.”

She spoke with a hint of trembling. Yoo Seoyoung’s shoulders were shaking slightly.

Yoo Seoyoung’s desires stemmed from her childhood.

Despite being tormented and submissive to others, she still wanted to be loved.

However, that didn’t mean I could treat her roughly.

“…Because I love you.”

But still, because I loved her, I knew.

At this point, Yoo Seoyoung had no past of suicide.

She had a rational fear of coercion, but as a female teacher who secretly admired the master-slave relationship, she could seriously consider such a proposal.

Moreover, being smart, she knew she had the legal upper hand.

If I said I was coerced out of fear at that time, I wouldn’t have a word to say in court.

“But… you don’t know how fragile you are.”

She still didn’t know the fact that she was so fragile that she would commit suicide if her personal information was exposed.

To her, was this proposal really coercion? Or was it seduction?

Yoo Seoyoung’s eyes flickered uneasily.

I wanted to change her trembling gaze, which only looked at me, into a female who only looked at me.

“Of course, I will make you happy. Teacher.”

I said a little impulsively.

“If you don’t want to, don’t do it. I’ll just delete the video.”

“…”

“It’s a bit ridiculous to investigate and coerce after meeting for just a day, isn’t it?”

“…I know. You too. Is this your way? Coercing a woman you fell for at first sight?”

As the teacher said that, she gave me a slight glare.

Just like in the past,

Every time Yoo Seoyoung looked at me like that.

Every time I received your challenging gaze – it felt good.

“Coercion is new to me.”

“Ha. Don’t be ridiculous.”

“If you don’t like it, I won’t play. If you tell me to leave – I’ll leave you forever.”

As if my heart was about to stop, I said after overcoming the pain.

“Ah…”

She glanced at me for a moment.

Her eyes that seemed eternal, her lips that were slightly bitten as she bowed her head.

It was a distorted expression. A face mixed with affection and hesitation. Yoo Seoyoung was conflicted.

“I… will do it.”

‘Ah.’

My heart – raced rapidly.

‘I must have made a mistake.’

Even though I had gone too far and made a mistake – she accepted my proposal.

‘Could it be… that she changed something while regressing?’

No.

Based on observing her for two years – no one had changed. Only I was the one who regressed.

Then.

Was she originally like this?

‘Not that either.’

But – she was lovely.

No matter the logic – I wanted her. More desperately than any trash in this world, I wished for her and tried hard.

Maybe it was too hard for her.

For two years. I lived only looking at you.

My heart fluttered.

Because she was so anxious and lovely.

I approached her and said calmly.

“Playing, it’s not a joke, right?”

“…”

She tensed up.

“Usually, you and I are just a teacher and a student. But when we play, it’s different. I am the master.”

I approached her.

I could hear the pounding of my heart. It was the sound coming from my chest. It was the vibration coming from Yoo Seoyoung’s chest.

When I gently stroked her nape, Yoo Seoyoung was surprised and flinched.

“Teacher Dam Inseon ‘Yoo Seoyoung’ is a ‘slave.’”

“Ah…”

“In front of me.”

Staring at her intently, he spoke each word slowly and deliberately.

“Act properly.”

Yoo Seoyoung bowed her head deeply.

“Really, acting like a submissive slave.”

“I…”

“Speak properly.”

“I will.”

“What?”

She blushed, almost on the verge of tears, as she whispered.

“I… I will become Seonghyun’s slave.”

A gaze that seemed to be asking for torment.

With eyes that evoked a hint of sympathy, she looked up at me like a pitiful animal.

I instinctively knew.

You wanted this situation.

“Teacher, you’re a bad girl.”

So, I wanted to punish her as much as I loved her.

With love in my voice, I said.

“For one month. I will do all the plays you command.”

“For one month, I will do all the plays you command.”

She trembled slightly.

“If I tell you to kneel, you must kneel. If I tell you to be slapped, you must be slapped.”

“…Huh.”

She took a deep breath.

“Are you being threatened? Right now. You didn’t refuse, Teacher.”

“Yes.”

“Then speak properly. Lift your head. Look into my eyes and speak.”

I lifted her chin.

“Seonghyun, I will do as you say. If I need to kneel, I will kneel, if I need to be slapped- hah. I will be slapped.”

“Of course. There is a safe word. The safe word is, what. Easy to remember, ‘safe word’. If you say ‘safe word’ at any time, I will stop the play. Understand?”

“Yes…”

A slightly displeased expression.

Those who taste the play once, often make reckless decisions.

Play without a safety net.

And they always end up regretting it.

“You look disappointed.”

“Ah…”

“Ah. But don’t worry. If you don’t say the safe word, I won’t stop.”

“…!”

“Even if it kills you.”

Then, she completely melted into a submissive expression.

She bowed her head in front of me, looked at her chest, and said.

She seemed completely immersed in the act.

“Yes…”

“Call me Master.”

Correcting her title.

“Master, Sir.”

From her small and slippery tongue, excitement and tremors emerged.

Seeing that, I felt surprisingly affectionate.

She feared me, desired me, and expected me.

“You seem to have liked me for a long time.”

Of course, that’s an unreasonable assumption. I am the only one who has returned. Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense.

“There must have been a reason.”

Because of the guilt of shedding blood in my palm.

Because of my innate nature.

Or maybe because of something I don’t know.

It didn’t matter.

It was good that she was alive.

Meeting you was a miracle.

“Hah-.”

Approaching her and hugging her, Yoo Seoyoung’s small frame throbbed with excitement.

A faint lavender shampoo scent.

The warmth of a woman. And her scent.

I stroked her brown hair.

As if to say, well done.

From now on, Yoo Seoyoung is my slave.

Regardless of who you were in your past life, how lascivious your nature was, or why you accepted my proposal.

You are only my slave,

and I will take responsibility.

“It’s bad. Teacher. We haven’t known each other for long. Did you really want to do this?”

“…No, no.”

As she blushed and tried to move away, I forcibly held her with all my strength.

“What’s wrong? Doing this to a student you’ve only known for a few days.”

“No! I, you…”

As expected, her expression was a bit strange. Slightly blushing, she seemed to desperately want to say something.

But she held back.

“…Huh…”

“Even if you deserve punishment, you know that, right?”

“…Yes…”

Let’s say affectionately, she didn’t try to run away and entrusted her small, warm body to me.

Now.

It was time to play.

I tightly grasped her wrist.

Leaving red marks.

“Huuh?”

She groaned, grimacing. I blatantly threatened her.

“When playing, use polite language. Yoo Seoyoung.”

“Yes, master.”

In an instant, she, a teacher being humiliated by a student, went down under my command. Yoo Seoyoung,

Her lips- seemed to be smiling a little.

“Come with me.”

Feeling excited, I dragged her to the gym storage room.

Gym storage room.

There was no gym class on the first Monday morning.

I threw her wrist away, causing her to collapse on the concrete floor.

“Huuk…”

-Click.

I locked the gym storage room door from the inside.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t break the lock, which cost tens of thousands of won. As the lock closed, she shuddered.

“Heek…”

Detention.

By now, she probably realized.

With the sound of the lock clicking, the gym storage room was sealed.

No one would listen to her screams, and she couldn’t leave until I allowed her to.

For her safety, she had to obey me.

“Get up.”

Yoo Seoyoung stood up. When I clapped my hands, she timidly approached me like a small, weak animal.

“Lift your skirt.”

An order.

She heard the command, lowered her eyes, and bit her lip. She lifted her black skirt.

Slowly,

‘Ah…’

Legs wrapped in black stockings.

A slightly damp pattern on her panties.

That area was already soaked as if someone had peed there. The liquid emitted a strong female scent that the stockings should be thrown away. It was the urine she leaked in anticipation of the punishment she would receive.

“What are you doing?”

“Hu…uh. Yes?”

Yoo Seoyoung looked at me as if she were pushed to the edge of a cliff. But I had no intention of showing mercy.

“Take off the stockings. Do you want them torn?”

…”

She took a deep breath and started to remove the stockings.

Of course, watching her do it was quite a satisfying hobby, but her slow movements annoyed me.

“Let’s try a threat.”

I unbuckled my belt and slammed it on the concrete floor-

-Clang!

A loud noise shook the entire gym storage room. Tiny concrete dust particles flew up.

If you were hit by something like that, even a man’s skin couldn’t escape unscathed.

The moment Yoo Seoyoung realized the sound and the threat.

Fear instantly overcame her.

“Answer.”

“…Yes.”

“Is that all?”

With a half-crying expression and a half-crazy, dazed expression, she replied.

“…Yes, master.”

She lowered her panties and stockings.

In the gym storage room with a small window for ventilation,

A female teacher with a violent chest.

She was now obeying a man who had only slapped her hand yesterday, lowering her stockings.

Perhaps she led a fairly decent life.

She neatly folded her skirt and stockings and placed them next to her.

Then, wearing only one pair of panties, she approached me and said,

“I, I took them off. Master.”

Blushing with embarrassment.

The sound of the homeroom teacher’s heartbeat could be heard from here.

“Don’t you take off your panties?”

“Should I…take off my panties too? Master?”

Covering her face with her hands in embarrassment.

As I looked at her,

“I’m sorry, master.”

She took off her panties.

Pink.

Fleshy thighs contrasting with white skin.

From the chubby labia with the cute clitoris hanging, white fluid was dripping as if begging to be penetrated right now.

“Put your hands away.”

When I commanded, she moved her hands behind her.

My legs were stuck together, and I didn’t like that my pussy wasn’t clearly visible, so I placed the next order.

“Spread your legs. Shoulder-width apart.”

“…Huh…Ugh.”

Following that command, Yoo Seoyoung spread her legs in the shape of an ‘A’, making her pussy clearly visible between them.

“I’m embarrassed…”

She couldn’t even look at me.

‘Honestly.’

I just wanted to pounce on her.

If I were to violate her now- it would be good for both Yoo Seoyoung and me. But it was clear that our relationship would be ruined.

I couldn’t have my first experience end like this.

I wasn’t a pervert.

I was a dominant.

“You’re in front of the whipping horse, right? Put both hands on it and bend your waist.”

“Yes…”

Normal people don’t walk around with just a shirt on and their pants off.

But what about her now?

With her top on, completely naked from the waist down, she lay on the whipping horse as if asking for her pussy and ass to be used. With her hands on the whipping horse, barely reaching her waist.

I was eagerly anticipating the whip in my hand.

“Like this?”

I picked up the belt.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

In the dusty gym storage room.

As I menacingly swung the belt, she let out a gasp.

And then.

“What did I do wrong, do you know?”

I repeated what the teacher had told me this morning.

Her expression was filled with shame and despair.

“Ah…”

“You hit me this morning.”

I made it clear.

I wasn’t punishing her without reason- she was the one who needed to ask for forgiveness now.

She quickly realized her position and understood the situation.

Yoo Seoyoung said, “I’m sorry…”

“What.”

“I hit you with my palm, I’m sorry.”

With her head bowed deeply, she said.

“Look at me.”

I walked up to her, grabbed her chin roughly, and lifted it up.

Under her sweaty blouse, the bra that held her large and lewd breasts touched the whipping horse and crumpled.

“I’m angry. Tell me specifically what you did wrong.”

“I hit you with my palm until it hurt, I’m sorry.”

“So you’re receiving punishment for that. Understand?”

As soon as she heard the word ‘punishment’, a stream of water flowed from her pussy and down her thigh.

One syllable at a time, she said to me trembling.

“Yes…Huh…Master. Please punish me.”

“How should I hit you for you to repent?”

“Ah…”

Yoo Seoyoung’s face blurred.

Her reddened breath- created steam in front of her and her expression twisted in fear.

But.

“Roughly…”

A faint smile hung on her lips.

“So that I can’t rebel…please, hit me so that I can never forget this pain.”

A tear rolled down her face as she completely surrendered herself and pushed her white ass towards me.

Yoo Seoyoung laughed.

“To make someone like me repent, painfully…

Please.”

Indeed.

You are my one and only love.

“Lift your ass.”

I raised the black belt- and so the punishment began.