episode_0009

The sunlight streamed in through the small window.

A dim light that illuminated the dusty air. In the humid and dark gym storage room, we embraced each other.

I held her from behind.

Yoo Seo-yeong’s chest rose and fell with each breath. It went up when she inhaled and down when she exhaled.

Was it because my body had grown larger in this life?

Yoo Seo-yeong looked a bit smaller. With her shoulders buried in my chest, she softly asked,

“Did I do well?”

I could feel her body.

The rising and falling of her chest as she breathed, the pounding of her heart, her body temperature, the smell of sweat.

Did I do well?

With that small phrase-

It was actually my heart that was pounding.

How difficult it must have been for her. To endure the hits, to sweat, to maintain an uncomfortable position while being punished.

Even though she was the one who suffered the most, comparing our heartbeats, my heart was beating much louder.

What is it that makes me so excited?

Is it my nature, or is it her herself?

“In your position, I must seem unfamiliar…

But it has to be this way.”

I feel a sense of discomfort somewhere.

As if you have known me for a long time- that feeling made me unable to resist the impulse to embrace her from behind.

“Haah…”

Looking at her face filled with happiness, I suppressed the desire to kiss her. I would have to ask later, but I didn’t want to rush into our first kiss.

I just held her tightly with her brown hair in my arms.

“Haah…”

She let out a relieved sigh.

To Yoo Seo-yeong, who had worked hard today, I wanted to give her a proper compliment.

“You did well.”

“Yes…”

Raising my right hand, I brushed her brown hair downwards.

From her forehead to her shoulders, passing her spine, I gently caressed her still red buttocks.

Her body reacted sensitively, twitching slightly.

Although they were not severe wounds, the marks from enduring my whip.

As I gently stroked her as if praising her, she let out a sigh of relief.

“It must have been very painful.”

She buried her face in my chest like a puppy. As if she wouldn’t forget the smell, she took a deep breath and clung to me, acting spoiled.

“Please do more.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Comfort me.”

I smiled and hugged her.

My erection was hard, and it would be uncomfortable and awkward if it touched her, but we both didn’t care.

I looked at Yoo Seo-yeong.

“Don’t we look like lovers when we’re like this? Too much?”

“As long as you’re the master when we play, it’s fine, right? Or not?”

Yoo Seo-yeong suddenly glared at me with a dark and uneasy expression. She said,

“Do you… dislike doing this?”

Of course, I didn’t dislike it.

“I like it.”

“Thank goodness.”

Yoo Seo-yeong collapsed into me as if relieved. The tension disappeared from her expression.

“You did well. It must have been very painful.”

“Huuh…”

“Can I hit you harder in the future?”

At that moment, her body froze. With a mischievous smile on her lips, she slowly spoke,

“Do it more.”

Actively burying her brown hair, Yoo Seo-yeong opened her mouth slightly and bit my collarbone. Then she giggled and licked it like a puppy.

A kiss mark was left.

A round wound as if bitten by a fish.

Blushing slightly, she said,

“Master.”

Still, Yuseoyoung, who was not used to being called “master,” felt awkward. Every time she said that, I felt like she couldn’t look me straight in the eye,

She was so lovely.

I wanted to give her a proper reward.

With one arm around her neck and the other hand brought to her belly, I gently brushed upwards – she leaned her neck up and completely leaned on me.

“Ugh…”

As my hand opened the wound on her belly and brushed upwards – she leaned her neck up and completely leaned on me.

“I… it wasn’t over, I worked hard to earn it…”

“I’m going to reward you.”

Whispering as I nibbled her ear.

As I spoke in a low voice with a slight breeze, she melted.

For her, who could not say a word and only breathed heavily, I said a word.

“Thank you, master. I should do it.”

“Thank you, ugh. Master…”

I removed the band-aid from the wound on her palm and pushed it in front of her mouth.

Her lips, which seemed like they might cry, cracked open, and sweet breath escaped.

“Ha… I’m sorry, I hurt you.”

“I’ll forgive you. Lick it.”

“Ha… yes…”

That was how we showed love.

She stuck out her small triangular tongue and licked the torn wound on my palm.

Like a mother cat licking her kitten’s wound, her small tongue moved diligently, sucking, licking, and showing affection.

‘Why is she doing this.’

Seeing her lick the wound like an animal, my heart started pounding again.

Because of the intense energy, I felt like I might go crazy – my left hand naturally tightened.

The pink, beautifully split vagina, dripping saliva in front of my fingers, opened and closed repeatedly, spitting out love juice.

“The floor got dirty.”

“I don’t know… I don’t know about that… ugh…”

From some point on,

We were using honorifics with each other.

There was a bit of intention behind it.

It wasn’t time for punishment now, it was time to receive rewards.

I wanted her to endure the pain and realize that I truly loved her.

“Ugh… Master, I think I’m going to…”

“…Go.”

“Ugh… ugh…”

She made that sound and slightly shook her body, then grabbed my body while trembling her thighs.

As if hesitating to stop the hand that was touching her vagina with one hand, she hesitated to grab it.

I came.

“I’m coming…”

I nibbled her ear gently.

As it was a sensitive area, her waist slightly raised as she moved up.

“Ugh…”

With a slight smile, Yuseoyoung rested after the orgasm.

When I tried to stop touching her vagina, she raised her small hand and put it back on my hand on her vagina.

It was embarrassing to ask directly for more.

“Why?”

“Is giving rewards over?”

“Umm. Would you like me to touch you more?”

“Ha… it’s embarrassing.”

With a flushed face, she rested her head on my chest.

“I won’t do it unless you say it clearly.”

“Ugh… I’m sorry.”

Breathing heavily, she whispered in my ear.

“Make Seoyoung’s vagina feel good. Master. I… want to make sure I’m forgiven.”

I did as she asked.

Covering her muscular arms on Yuseoyoung’s body, I held her tightly so she couldn’t escape and touched her vagina.

Squelch. Squelch. Squelch.

The lewd sound echoed in the gym storage room, and the concrete below became damp.

As she screamed, she bit my lip inside my school uniform.

When I rubbed her vagina harder.

She looked at me and said.

“Huff… ugh… Ah, okay, okay, Master… huff… Are you forgiving me?”

She whispered softly. I grabbed her chin and forced her to look up.

“Since you’ve been punished today, I’ll forgive you.”

“Huff… Thank you. Master.”

She smiled like melting butter and buried her face in my chest.

After a couple more sighs, she finally relaxed in my arms, satisfied.

Yoo Seoyoung, she had skipped her first class heavily.

‘Oh no… I’m doomed.’

The principal and fellow teachers.

The unmarried Korean language teacher in her 30s was busy scolding her for missing the first class.

These days, teachers were all worked up about the first class…

Listening to that, Yoo Seoyoung just let it slide.

That’s just how she was.

In her past life, Yoo Seoyoung had tried hard to please her, but now, there was no need for that.

Since the Korean teacher wanted only one thing.

“How can you say that! It’s the first class. The first class…”

“I’m sorry, teacher. I’m feeling really sick.”

“If you’re sick…?”

Just as the scolding was about to start.

Yoo Seoyoung, completely out of place in the current situation, said something completely illogical.

“Oh, but teacher…? You’re so pretty.”

“What did you say?”

The Korean teacher’s eyes widened. As Yoo Seoyoung charged ahead, the suddenly frozen Korean teacher…

“Why are you saying that here…”

“I know someone who I think you’d look great with.”

“It’s so sudden! What kind of situation is this,”

“Oh… I’m sorry. If you don’t like it… I won’t introduce you.”

The Korean teacher cleared her throat and swallowed. She said.

“You… you have to introduce me! Teacher!”

In her past life.

The Korean teacher married Yoo Seoyoung’s cousin.

Their personalities matched, and both wanted children, so the marriage happened quickly.

Once the match was made, the Korean teacher was completely on her side.

Her cousin was that kind of person too.

So there was no need to hold back.

‘I can skip the process.’

If the result was her cousin and the Korean teacher getting married, there was no need to go through the unpleasant process twice.

Just creating this relationship would make Yoo Seoyoung’s school life much easier.

Looking at the Korean teacher’s serious expression, Yoo Seoyoung smiled like a cat.

She couldn’t beat Yoo Seoyoung.

‘But marriage…’

Seeing the Korean teacher’s smile falter, Yoo Seoyoung thought about marriage.

Could she have a happy married life too?

Originally, her goal in this life was revenge.

After that, she had considered suicide, prison, or just living an ordinary life – but Baek Seonghyun had changed her mind.

“Please, kill me.”

She repeated those words with her small lips.

But more than ever, she wanted to live now.

The emotions she had longed for in her past life had come after giving up everything.

‘Baek Seonghyun wasn’t born into a wealthy family.’

The personal information she could access as a homeroom teacher – even after her regression, it hadn’t changed.

According to him, he had 3 billion won now. But…

‘How?’

If she had regressed a day ago, then Baek Seonghyun should have regressed a day ago as well. Wasn’t that logical? It was unfair for some regressors to go back a day and others years – Yoo Seoyoung thought.

‘There’s no law saying it has to be that way, but…’

Her heart raced.

Baek Seonghyun. She couldn’t figure out who he really was.

But somehow, she felt drawn to him.

Today. I was loved in a complete way.

By the person I desired.

In the way I wanted.

In the… situation I wanted.

“He broke me. Forced me…”

Wealth. Power. Influence. Baek Seonghyun, who had everything in his favor, subjugated her.

However. Even as he forced her into submission – there was a hint of respect.

It wasn’t just an act of violence against her. He continued to emphasize the fact that she could stop anytime if she wanted.

As if he knew her in advance.

As if he loved her.

Not just a mere tool for sexual gratification, but words that looked at her warmly as a person.

“For a month… we won’t have sex. Unless you ask for it.”

“…I will do my best too. To completely make you my slave.”

“The safe word is, well. Easy to remember, ‘safe word’.”

Yet – there was an aspect that made her kneel and realize her role as a female when they played.

He, he did that well.

“When we play, use honorifics. Seoyoung.”

Or habits of speaking down to her.

-Click.

Locking the door unnecessarily – creating a sense of tension with delicacy.

“What did I do wrong, do you know?”

The ability to clearly convey what mistake was made. What one should feel guilty for.

The gap between such a master and lover.

The warmth of comforting after giving a scary punishment, was so comforting.

“Aren’t we like lovers when we’re like this? Too much?”

“When we play, you’re just the master, right? Not the teacher?”

And.

“Do you… dislike doing this?”

Just the thought made her face flush – and turn red.

With passion, Yu Seoyoung’s eyes became hazy, and a dreamy sigh escaped her lips.

Clearly.

Baek Seonghyun was the master, and Yu Seoyoung was the slave.

The relationship proposed by Baek Seonghyun due to sexual desire was not a relationship based on coercion.

Therefore, they were in a contractual relationship.

There should be no emotions beyond the contractual relationship of master and slave.

But this feeling.

“Please do more.”

“What?”

-Comfort.

Perhaps, this was love.

She remembered the most fearful and trembling moment.

That moment was not during play.

“If you tell me to disappear, I will leave you forever.”

Her past experience with suicide.

After arriving in this life, she thought there was not a single person she could trust.

But then, the only person she could trust came to her.

The one who had melted her heart a little in her past life – he encouraged her to be brave towards her passive self.

From the very first day. As if he couldn’t wait any longer.

“You, knew me.”

She instinctively recognized his touch. Baek Seonghyun’s gaze was not that of a stranger.

Perhaps – he knew Yu Seoyoung.

When she heard the possibility of him leaving her.

It hurt so much.

As if the most precious thing was about to slip away.

As if the person she loved the most was about to scatter like sand.

She forgot all the warnings not to love Baek Seonghyun, and ran to grab him.

“I will be Seonghyun’s slave.”

Completely, she lost.

There was no pride left. Was it because the emotions at that time were so sweet? Or was it because her affection was desperate?

She knelt before love.

And as directed by Baek Seonghyun, she was dragged to the gym storage room, shamefully pulling down her pants to be punished.

Enduring all the hot, painful lashes of the belt, she was glad.

If only she had used herself – she could have been released from Baek Seonghyun.

His play was too kind – he didn’t give her a chance to escape.

In the midst of violent coercion, there was a delicacy that ensured she didn’t get hurt.

After the end of the punishment, he whispered sweet words to her that were almost unbelievable – words of forgiveness that sounded like a dream.

He was happy because he was the master.

Yoo Seoyoung’s heart completely melted.

“Sigh…”

A beautiful experience like an illusion.

The feeling of being loved that was so hard-won.

That’s why it hurt even more.

What he gave her was an emotion that no play in her past life could give her.

Like a male student who confessed to Yoo Seoyoung in her past life – approaching her as if he knew everything about her. Giving punishment, then forgiving again.

The restrained punishment was scary and painful, but every time she felt his delicate care, her heart raced with the feeling of being loved.

Such wonderful things,

In the end, life is about having to give up.

“You, I don’t want to give up on you.”

Even when Baek Seonghyun punished Yoo Seoyoung while controlling his strength.

Even when he spoke words that strangely respected her.

Even when he gave her rewards to the point where she would melt with a sweet breath after receiving all the punishment.

She wondered if Baek Seonghyun loved her, if he regretted what he did. Even after that, she thought about his back.

The more she imagined, the more Yoo Seoyoung suffered.

Instead of looking at other pretty girls at school,

She hated herself for feeling happy when she imagined him only looking at her…

In her heart, she cried.

“Teacher! Are you really listening to me?”

The Korean teacher, who was scolding Yoo Seoyoung, suddenly came to his senses.

Ignoring him, she walked over and took out the antidepressant pills she had put in the desk drawer.

The mood-improving pills.

The cure-all.

When sad, lonely, or struggling.

Always there to help her – eventually becoming a painkiller that would kill her by increasing her tolerance.

She clenched the pill bottle tightly.

“If you’ve regressed too, I hope you have.”

It was an unreasonable and selfish desire.

“If you’ve regressed because you love only me, I hope you have.”

How nice would that be.

“Can I really love you?”

The girl with low self-esteem wondered.

Even though she was older than the man.

Even though she had been too harsh on Baek Seonghyun in her past life.

Even though she had once rejected his confession, she still wanted to be loved.

As the obsession squeezed her heart, the crumpled pill bottle in her palm became almost unrecognizable.

She thought to herself.

“If this pain is a punishment… I can endure it.”

Her heart that loved Baek Seonghyun.

Deciding that the emotions she was obsessing over while contemplating like this were proof of love.

Yoo Seoyoung decided to love all the pain as well.

So she threw the antidepressant pills into the desk. The relics of the past rolled around in the drawer, making a rattling sound.

“No matter how much it hurts. I don’t want to forget this.”

Her heart beat roughly.