episode_0035

What should we ask the woman who kneels down, promising to become a subhuman toy, to begin with?

Hyunwoo was lost in thought as he stroked Hyeji’s smooth cheek.

With a little wordplay, I got permission to treat her as I wanted. We even got the consent that it was okay to be coercive or violent, so there was no hesitation.

However, the reason Hyunwoo is worried now is because there are so many ways to play with her.

Just as I didn’t know where to start with my chopsticks when there were dozens of side dishes in front of me, I was worried about which one to serve first since they said they would accommodate any desire.

As he was contemplating while caressing her cheek, Hyunwoo suddenly noticed the smile she was making earlier.

There was something I didn’t like about the fresh smile on his youthful face, especially the eye smile he made by bending his innocent eyes into half-moon shapes.

Isn’t it like giving a reward to an amazing boyfriend and feeling happy about it?

The desire to distort that cocky smile arose. I wanted to see the teardrops forming around the beautifully curved eyes.

Hyunwoo nuzzled Hyeji’s lips and inserted his finger without the slightest warning.

“Haaaa… Haaa…”

As soon as a finger entered her mouth, Hyeji let out a soft moan and carefully observed.

I guess I remembered yesterday’s command to make a moaning sound when my mouth and pussy were touched. The sight reminded me of a bitch panting under the touch of its owner.

“Today… keep smiling like that. No matter what I do. Got it?”

“Hmm… Yes, master.”

Hyunwoo gave the first command before the impending humiliation.

The idea was to test how long this woman could keep smiling cheekily.

I thought that no matter how harshly they were treated, if they kept smiling and laughing like they did now, it was a spectacle worth seeing in its own right.

Hye-ji’s eye smile became even deeper as she followed the command, but Hyun-woo continued to search her mouth with an indifferent expression.

Twisting and pulling the tongue, and squeezing the roof of the mouth. It’s as if the pussy is being pummeled with a finger, playing with the delicate inner flesh as much as one wants.

I’ve probably been talking to you all day long with this mouth. Some of those customers may have been momentarily distracted by Hyeji’s luscious lips.

This woman’s mouth, which had just been part of the realm of everyday life, was now reduced to a toy in her hands.

As I twist and pull it this way and that, my head jerks.

Hyunwoo felt a little satisfaction from that fact and heightened his sadism even further.

With one hand, he grabbed her hair and tilted her head. And without any hesitation, he stuck his finger down her throat.

It slides into the small mouth, past the uvula and almost up to the wrist.

Hyunwoo did not stop there and violently shook his right hand in her mouth.

“Whoop…. Whoop… Whoop…”

A whimpering sound made in a humiliating position. Saliva dripping down your chin. As time passed, even faint screams came out, but he never pulled his head back.

Hyunwoo watched her smile slowly crumble and added strength to his moving hands.

Nevertheless, even though it was a light smile, the smile on Hyeji’s face never disappeared.

At this level, even Hyunwoo is a little impressed. What a pure soul.

They mistake an act of mere violence as proof of love, and do their best to make them laugh.

No matter how mercilessly the throat is violated, only the tightly clenched fists struggle pitifully and surrender to the body in silence.

Hyunwoo made a twisted mockery and grabbed her hair even more viciously.

I shove my hand into my mouth, which is bent so sharply that I’m almost looking at the ceiling, more roughly than before.

Hyeji is now shaking and shaking, almost on the verge of vomiting, but she doesn’t even pretend to avoid Hyunwoo’s touch.

“Turn off… Shut… Shut…”

I played with my hands for a while, admiring Hyeji’s miserable appearance. Hyunwoo only pulled his hand away when he saw tears flowing down from the corners of her red eyes.

“Huhhh… Haa… Haa…”

As soon as Hyunwoo’s hand slipped away, Hyeji let out the breath she had been holding for a while and her shoulders shook slightly. Her face is a mess of drool, but her sparkling eyes do not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

“The female canyon’s tree trunk… did you feel good, master?”

Rather, as soon as I had caught my breath, I asked in a polite tone how I felt about using it. I taught her how to ask how tight her vagina was, and she was an amazing woman who knew how to apply it.

“Hehe… You fucking make me look so bad?”

Hyunwoo said as he patted her cheek. It was much nicer than before to see the tear stains running down my cheeks and my shoulders shaking as I breathed heavily.

The smile that showed that she understood everything wasn’t that bad, but this woman looks best when she’s smiling brightly with her red eyes.

“You are mine, right?”

“Yes… I, no, the bitch… belongs to the owner.”

He responds quickly to what was said abruptly. However, after listening to it, I thought that the word “bitch” did not go well with the word “thing.”

Words that go well with objects are words like onahole or toilet. Hyunwoo felt the need to expand her language options.

“What did I tell you to say when talking about yourself?”

“Bitch… Bitch, master.”

“Are there any other words you scribbled yesterday? Words that treat you as a tool rather than a person. Do you remember?”

“Onahole and… um, semen toilet and slut… Ah, I don’t think it’s a slut.”

As she continued speaking, it occurred to her that slut meant a person, so she quickly corrected herself.

He doesn’t even have the slightest doubt about the shallow words he spits out, and ends up making a trivial mistake.

Hyunwoo found that sight funny and burst into laughter.

The sight of her fluttering onahole and semen toilet with her small lips was like that, but to say those words while smiling so innocently.

At this point, the boundary between normal and abnormal may have already disappeared for this woman.

Perhaps the new boundary would be what is my brother’s taste and what is not.

Well, anyway, it’s a good thing. Hyunwoo chuckled to himself and chose what to say.

“From now on, I will use those words to refer to you. Words like bitch, onahole, and semen toilet. In front of me… I’m calling you something other than human. Got it?”

With his nonchalant tone, Hyunwoo permanently deprived her of the right to refer to herself as a person.

Opinions differ as to whether language dominates thinking or vice versa, but it is clear that the words we speak will have some influence on our minds.

It’s not bad to say you’re a bitch, but the more diverse the language of self-deprecation, the more effective it will be.

That’s why they call themselves Onahol. Make sure to say it is a semen toilet, not a person.

It was just a word, but the more she defined herself that way, the more her mind would become colored by it.

He planned to tear her mind to pieces by taking away her right to speak freely, one by one, just as he had made the words “love” and the oath of servitude synonymous.

“Yes… I understand, master.”

“Try it, right now. You can try mixing it with the self-introduction I gave you.”

Hyeji was quiet for a moment, as if she was reflecting on what she had just said, and then she opened her mouth.

“Ah… that Jeong Hye-ji is not a human… she is the master’s Onahole. It is a masturbation tool that can be used whenever the owner wants. And… I’m a semen toilet bitch who drinks all of my master’s semen.”

She may have already gotten used to it since she wrote it on her body with lipstick yesterday, but she cut herself off much more smoothly than Hyunwoo expected.

He makes up words that suit Hyunwoo’s tastes and chirps them in a pure voice.

However, it did have a slightly bland taste.

Onahole, semen toilet… These are all boring expressions that he himself taught. I wanted to be a little more creative.

“Other than the words I taught you… um, are there any other words you have in mind? I told you, be proactive. Then, you probably have at least one thing in mind.”

Even as he asked the question, he laughed because he could guess how much this question would bother Hyeji.

From before, she was a woman with little to no self-assertion. So, I was more excited to see how much she would moan than what she would say.

If possible, the louder and more embarrassed the better. It would have been very simple to push her away from the beginning if she had let that embarrassment sink in.

As expected, Hyeji fell into trouble, forgetting what to say. If it weren’t for the command to smile, I might have frowned.

With barely a faint smile on his face, he squeezes out words that Hyunwoo might like.

All she could think of was a prostitute.

As I was looking around the community yesterday, a belated regret crossed my mind that I should have looked around more carefully. No, I should have at least looked around one more time today during the day.

“Hmm…. A prostitute? A bitch? Ah… I’m not sure.”

Even though I was belittling myself as a prostitute, I hesitated for a while because I felt like I was a little inadequate.

I finished speaking, but as Hyunwoo just looked down, I started to feel anxious.

I felt like I was negligent even though my brother had asked me to do it, and that I wasn’t able to come up with an appropriate answer in advance.

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts came rushing out of my head and my mind became jumbled.

Fortunately, among those thoughts was a way to overcome my current anxiety.

“Sorry, master. I, no, bitch… I didn’t have anything to say.”

Hyeji quickly shook her head and bowed her head. I politely put my hands together and placed my forehead on the cold floor.

The posture of a slave lying face down and hoping for mercy from his master. Her heart gave in once again, unable to overcome even the slightest anxiety.

Not only did she lose her initial composure because Hyunwoo was ruthlessly piercing her throat, but the ominous silence stimulated her anxiety symptoms.

“Hmm…”

Hyunwoo drooled as if he was displeased and slowly placed his foot on the back of her small head.

But there was a bright smile on his face.

Perhaps Hye-ji guessed that Hyun-woo would not be satisfied since even prostitutes talk about people, but he was satisfied.

No matter how difficult it was for her to make a living, she said she would never do anything illegal and survived only by working part-time.

The fact that such a woman denigrates herself as a prostitute without the slightest hesitation means that satisfying Hyunwoo takes priority over her own beliefs and values.

Hyunwoo was able to get a glimpse of how much Hyeji’s spirit had been worn down over the course of a month.

I was very curious about what the ending would be if it wore off little by little like this.

“Hyeji.”

“Yes, master.”

“Hehe… I’m saying this as your boyfriend, not your owner. So just listen.”

Despite the extremely warm voice, Hyunwoo’s foot, which began to press down on the back of her head little by little, did not show any mercy.

Hyeji held her breath without letting out the slightest moan as she felt her face being crushed against the floor.

“All day today, I was just thinking about how I could make myself happy. You know that well.”

Hyunwoo just opened his mouth as soon as anything came to mind. The intention was to use this moment to inflame her guilt.

It didn’t matter whether she did something wrong or not. This woman, who was mentally ill, could not stand it for a moment and fell down first, so the scolding was justified.

And Hyunwoo was not a fool to refuse the meal prepared for him. All that remains is a subversive interpretation of the current situation.

No matter how far-fetched the logic, it would be easy to blame her as long as she recognized that it was her fault.

“But I guess it wasn’t him. I’m not hoping for something big. All it takes is a small word… Are you really not thinking about anything?”

“Ah… Master, I’m… busy… working today… Ah…”

Hyeji couldn’t find an excuse to say anything and just curled up her slender body even more.

Her heart had already lost the will to resist since last night, so she did not dare to refute his words.

Especially when you are being reprimanded for your mistakes like now. The current situation was strangely similar to yesterday’s situation, which caused extreme stress.

Hyunwoo had a hunch after seeing her frozen like a frog in front of a snake. The water was opened to push her out.

“Ha… Are you busy? Then what am I? Did I wake up early in the morning because I wasn’t tired at all? Why are you making that excuse? Have you really not had time to think about it at all?”

“Oh… no… I’m sorry… I’m sorry for making excuses…”

Hyeji thought that she had inflamed Hyunwoo’s anger with a useless excuse, so she begged for forgiveness in a thin voice.

The thought that I was making fun of my mouth for no reason, and the thought that I wanted to avoid the current conflict. Those thoughts combined to form nothing but a blind apology.

The momentary panic caused by PTSD did not allow me time to think of anything else.

It was only a day ago that her spirit was shattered. The short time of less than 24 hours was insufficient to rebuild the collapsed barrier.

Especially when I fell to the floor and asked for forgiveness, the rationalization that everything was my fault came into play without fail.

The foolish idea that it would be better to beg for mercy than to resist or question the current situation.

Those thoughts, lodged in her subconscious, spurred false rationalization.

“It was like that yesterday. I even asked him to be proactive and not just do what he was told. Right or not?”

“That’s right…”

“But it’s a bit weird that I haven’t thought about it even once all day today. Wouldn’t you be sad if I didn’t care whether you went to work or not, or just slept around or came home from work or not?”

“Yes…”

Hyeonwoo demanded an answer after every word to keep Hyeji from coming to her senses. Because Hye-ji’s personality is to avoid bigger conflicts, she has no choice but to express unconditional consent.

She answered consistently, as if she didn’t know that such agreement was foolish and throwing herself into a deeper quagmire.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m campaigning because of something I’ve done. I did it because I really wanted to, and I originally had no intention of asking for anything. You know?”

Once I felt that I had adequately convinced her of her fault, I insisted on my own innocence this time. At the same time, he planned to blame all the mistakes on her.

In the current situation, it didn’t seem difficult to get a confession like yesterday.

“Answer me. You’re not doing this because you’re feeling unfair, right? Don’t keep your mouth shut. If you have any complaints, speak up. Is it weird that I’m sad?”

“No, absolutely not. I don’t feel unfair at all. It was all true, so I just quietly listened.”

“Of course, in some ways, I may be sensitive, but… It’s the human heart to be happy if you do this or that to please me, and on the other hand, it’s the human heart to be sad if you don’t do anything for me, right? Change your position and think about it.”

He needed a plausible excuse to quell any possible dissatisfaction, so he appealed to her emotions by citing historical facts.

As always, suffice it to say that you would have been disappointed if it were me. This overly soft and delicate woman will think over those words and fill in the gaps in her logic.

In the end, there is only one point. Everything is your fault and because you are not good enough. Take a small pod and inflate it to a ridiculous size. He doesn’t miss the chance he gets and keeps firing at her so she can’t come to her senses.

It was already showing symptoms of pathological anxiety, but when I poured oil little by little, it was nice to see it start to flare up on its own.

“That’s right… Of course, I made an excuse… I made an excuse… I was wrong.”

“If you really don’t have time, that’s possible. I understand that too. But doesn’t it seem like an excuse to say that you didn’t have the slightest time to think about it? I’m actually more disappointed by such obvious excuses.”

“I’m sorry…”

Hyunwoo’s cunning tongue was out in full force, pushing her into a corner. The more this happened, the more Hyeji had nothing left to say except that she was sorry.

Hyunwoo listened to her mumbling apology with one ear and stepped on the back of her head.

He liked this current situation. The feeling of holding a soul in your hands and mouth.

It was good to physically abuse her and make her spew out vulgar remarks… but the most fun part was the act of irreversibly destroying her from the very core.

It’s lovely not to act anxious, but to be genuinely anxious.

The fact that he was the one who caused that anxiety, and that he was the only one who could relieve that anxiety, satisfied Hyunwoo’s desire to conquer to the fullest.

“Wake up.”

As soon as Hyunwoo finished speaking, Hyeji stood up. My cheeks, which had been crushed on the floor, were slightly red.

It’s pathetic that he can barely make a smile with a slightly distorted expression.

“Tell me what I did wrong.”

“I lied, no… I made an excuse, saying I had time to think about it… but I didn’t have time…”

She looked a little dazed and rambling, although not as much as yesterday.

We don’t think about what is wrong or whether it is right, but we just blame it.

Hyunwoo nodded, pretending to listen to Hyeji’s mutterings.

Even though it was something he had done, he couldn’t understand why he was so entranced by just a few words.

Well, the behavior of a mentally ill person is inherently illogical.

As a normal person, Hyunwoo showed the magnanimity of accepting her illogical logic and slowly opened his mouth.

If he pushed her to this extent, he would have fully achieved his intended goal and would suggest a direction for her in confusion.

“You can forgive me for what I did wrong today. Instead, from now on, try going into the community I told you about at least once. You can learn a lot just by looking around for a moment. Can you show that level of sincerity?”

“Ah… yes… I will definitely do so, master.”

Hyeji nodded loudly and repeatedly said that she would definitely do so.

Starting tomorrow, I’ll probably search the community and study all kinds of obscene words to show Hyunwoo’s ‘sincerity’.

All Hyunwoo has to do is watch her new knowledge accumulate every day.

I felt quite satisfied with the thought that another wonderful virtuous cycle had been established.

Perhaps thanks to yesterday’s efforts, the second assistant had a good feeling from the start.

Hyunwoo was silent for a while, looking down at her anxiously trembling eyes.