episode_0060

What will we do now that we’re going up…?

I didn’t bother to ask.

We took the elevator to the upper floors, then boarded the VIP-exclusive elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

This wasn’t the end. The VIP-exclusive elevator proceeded with an authentication process for passengers whose identities weren’t guaranteed.

In Midnight’s unique way.

“Identity confirmed. Welcome, Baek Jiyeon-nim.”

Jiyeon’s authentication was simple, just requiring facial recognition. But mine wasn’t. To confirm that I posed no risk to the group, I had to strip off all my clothes.

“Identity confirmed. Welcome, Hong Doyun-nim.”

The door opened as I was getting dressed again. Arriving at the penthouse, we followed the woman in a maid uniform who was waiting for us.

Stepping out of the hallway, we saw the living room with an open view. While momentarily captivated by the beautiful scenery beyond the windows, my gaze naturally drifted to a man carving meat in the middle of the hall.

It was CEO Namgeon, the true owner of this hotel and the chairman of Midnight Hotel.

He offered us a meal. Soon after, top-grade steak and wine were served.

“…Is meat a bit too much for breakfast? Bring some bread and soup here too.”

“Understood, Master.”

I was about to say I was fine, but the food appeared so quickly, as if it had been waiting, that I couldn’t refuse.

The food, surprisingly, suited my taste. No, ‘surprisingly’ might be disrespectful. We were that physically and mentally hungry.

No one spoke first until CEO Nam took up his glass. After lightly clinking glasses, he took a sip of wine. It was sweet, with a strong acidity lingering at the end.

“It’s an X1-year vintage from Burgundy. Does the flavor suit you?”

“Yes, it’s my first time trying wine… but it’s quite good.”

Jiyeon answered first. A maid approached her, refilling her glass after she had easily emptied the first.

He turned to me this time.

“Doyun-nim, have you been uncomfortable here at all…?”

“No… not really………”

In terms of facilities and service, Midnight was highly satisfactory. However, the numerous memories made here confused my judgment.

It started as a social club, and I spent the night with Chaerin in a suite. I revisited this place and saw Doha Noona submit, and I even heard my mother’s moans from beyond the wall.

“Indeed. If you have any discomfort, please say so anytime. You are now becoming part of the group… my family, after all.”

He caressed the maid’s buttocks as she approached to fill his glass. The maid flinched but fully accepted CEO Nam’s touch.

I deliberately avoided looking and watched Jiyeon instead. She pretended to drink wine, glancing furtively at the maid whose cheeks were flushed.

Perhaps due to the slight intoxication, Jiyeon’s cheeks also seemed flushed.

“…You might already know this, but anyone wishing to join the group must adhere to the group’s hierarchy.”

“I know. I’m wearing the ring too.”

“The ring…? Hahaha, well now……… Jiyeon-yang, a ring like that is actually nothing. You could sell it right now. There are many ways to prove one’s status.”

Glasses clinked again. Was it because we were drinking alcohol in the morning? My mouth felt unusually dry.

Nevertheless, this red wine and steak were an excellent combination. Lost in the gourmet experience, I almost forgot my purpose for coming to this penthouse.

A maid approached, bending low to pour wine. At first, I didn’t pay much attention, but the more I looked, the more familiar her face became. If my memory served me right, she was an idol. A famous one, even, who had been involved in a major controversy over abusive language.

“You… you’re cute? How old are you?”

“Huh? Oh… I’m………”

“Your girlfriend’s watching, you know~. So innocent. Just take the rest of the wine.”

She finished speaking with a seductive smile and subtly retreated. That maid, whose name I couldn’t recall, was wearing a golden ring on her ring finger.

It was the same ring that Hyeyeon Ajumma had worn at the social club.

When Namgeon beckoned, the maid nestled into his arms. Jiyeon’s gaze once again went in that direction.

“…However, there might be one moment in your life when the ring is truly needed.”

“When is that moment…?”

“When you leave the group. Or… when you sacrifice yourself for someone.”

At CEO Nam’s words, the hand holding the knife tightened. Hyeyeon Ajumma had discarded her ring for me. Solely for me.

I, who should have risen after her sacrifice, why am I here like this…? And with Jiyeon………..

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The meal didn’t last very long. Before we knew it, we had emptied a whole bottle. Casual conversation flowed, but none of it was about cuckolding.

But immediately after, when Jiyeon rose and followed CEO Nam, my emotions abruptly shifted.

“…I’ll go get ready first. See you in a bit, Doyun-ah.”

“Huh… huh? Wait, Jiyeon-ah…! Nothing’s been said yet………”

This was too sudden. No matter what, you’re supposed to discuss things beforehand. At least talk about ‘consensual play’………

I staggered to my feet, trying to follow the two. But the waiting maid made me sit back down on the sofa.

“Where are you going? You need to wait.”

“Please move, why only me…!”

“Feeling wronged? Then you shouldn’t have come here. …Can’t you tell just by looking? The discussion is already over. The Master and your girlfriend were waiting for you to say something.”

She instantly climbed on top of me, pressing her forehead against mine. Her haughty yet sexy demeanor was like watching someone on stage.

“Hey, tell me, just me. What do you want your girlfriend… to become? How do you want the Master to train her?”

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“…Hehe, I can tell since you can’t speak. You’ve just been dragged around until now, haven’t you? But I like pathetic masochists like you. The more submissive ones adapt even better.”

She curled her fingers and mimicked licking with her tongue, then sighed and moved away from me.

“Even if you don’t tell me, you’ll have to tell the Master anyway. That’s what the fourth lesson is about…. I’ll remember this. You, in your still untainted form.”

The maid extended a hand to me. She, whom I had thought would simply pass by, smiled broadly and introduced herself.

“I’m Joohee. Cha Joohee. You’ve heard of me, right? …No? It doesn’t matter.”

“I’m… Hong Doyun.”

“Doyun…. I see. Doyun-ah, it’s nice to meet you. Unfortunately, our introduction ends here.”

“…Huh?”

“If fate allows, we’ll meet again. Goodbye then.”

Cha Joohee pointed to a room at the end of the hallway. It was the room CEO Nam had entered earlier.

I had momentarily forgotten due to Cha Joohee’s somewhat lighthearted demeanor, but the moment I stood before the door, I realized. The reality I was about to face was anything but light.

As I reached for the doorknob, the pressure, as if by a lie, vanished.

“Haaah……… haa, haa…… haaaah…………”

How my life would change in the future, I had never thought about that. …But.

I had thought about how the lives of those around me would change.

Finally, I… might have pulled a trigger that should not have been pulled.

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“From a certain point, I stopped putting effort into women. Perhaps… it was from the moment I ascended to this position. It’s not that I lost interest. It’s just that my ‘seat’ became a bit heavy.”

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“As such… I unintentionally began to follow the behavioral patterns of high society. Waking up early to jog, sitting decorously for meals… checking once in a while to ensure the group was running smoothly………”

What story did Namgeon want to tell?

This room felt somewhat familiar. The empty space, with only a chair and a large bed sparsely placed, was like a scene I had seen before.

I looked around for Jiyeon, but she was nowhere to be seen yet.

“And then this thought occurred to me. There was a time when I had clear goals. A time when I strived to step on each of those arrogant bastards… but even those people are all beneath me now.”

He, who had once pursued a target’s wife for a year, slowly imbuing her with his own color, no longer needed to make an effort for anyone.

Because here, even if he did nothing, money and women would roll in.

But Namgeon shook his head.

“It was also then that I first saw Jiyeon-yang at a cafe. It was a coincidence, and it was destiny.”

“Destiny…?”

“Yes. Because you were right there beside Jiyeon-yang. You were truly a beautiful couple to behold. Before I knew it, greed arose within me. I harbored the dark desire to embrace her, even at my age. …But in the end, I gave up. As a result of watching for a long time, Jiyeon-yang was most beautiful when she was next to Doyun-nim.”

I couldn’t believe those words, yet I ultimately had to admit it. Indeed, after the third lesson, Namgeon hadn’t interfered with Jiyeon at all.

Nevertheless, I felt his presence everywhere, at all times. Before I knew it, Namgeon’s presence within me had grown as large as my own.

“It’s strange, isn’t it? …Why have you brought Jiyeon-yang back before me? What made your once devoted self like this?”

“Th-that’s what I should be asking instead—”

“—What do you want your girlfriend to become?”

In a dream I once had, Jiyeon, wearing a splendid wedding dress, wore a blindfold, a plug gag, and a collar.

The person holding the collar of her prostrate form was… ironically, not a more mature future version of myself.

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‘Jiyeon-ah, I, at the hotel, you――.’

“Please… educate Jiyeon until she is satisfied. Thoroughly, to places I cannot reach……. Please train our masochist couple. I beg you………”

As a slave, bowing one’s head to a man superior to oneself is inevitable.

What I couldn’t do for Jiyeon, he could easily achieve.

Why am I so lacking in masculinity? A woman swept past, as if mocking me.

This is your choice, Doyun-ah. This time, watch properly.

That perfect curve from her thighs to her chest cannot be achieved through effort alone. While ‘shapely legs’ might be attainable, ‘harmony’ is determined from birth.

Click-clack… Jiyeon, approaching CEO Nam, was breathtakingly beautiful. Even though I had known she was pretty for a long time….

“…Jiyeon-yang. Shall we review then? Continuing from last time.”

“Alright, CEO-nim.”

“………Jiyeon-ah. Jiyeon……”

Jiyeon-ah.

Wait, Jiyeon-ah. I-I was wrong. This doesn’t feel right. I didn’t hear anything about this in the first place.

You said you’d only look at me… Please……… Jiyeon-ah.

Don’t embrace him with those slender arms.

Don’t whimper pitifully just because his hand touches your waist.

Don’t… taste his lips with such a loving expression.

“Mmh……… *Kissing sound*, ugh… mmh.”

During the slow but deep French kiss, the two said nothing. Then CEO Nam slowly pulled her closer with his large hands.

His hand traced down Jiyeon’s waist to her buttocks. Jiyeon bit her own tongue, seemingly flustered.

“I’m sorry…”

“Not at all. How was kissing Doyun-gun?”

“Huh…? That was…”

“Just tell me your impressions. It’s a lesson, after all.”

“G-good. We’ve kissed a lot, and…”

She seemed shy, unable to properly meet CEO Nam’s eyes. In contrast, Namgeon’s face was utterly relaxed.

His hand crossed the boundary between Jiyeon’s underwear and bare skin. Holding the panty string between his fingers, he supported Jiyeon’s waist with one hand.

Because of that, her underwear was wedged between her buttocks.

“Who was more active during the kisses?”

“Hah… Haaht……. That was… m-me……. I… always… t-took the lead… Haaht……”

Each time she spoke, she felt stimulation in her private area, causing her hips to tremble slightly. Before long, the distance between the two had diminished further.

It was strange. Now that I looked, Jiyeon was small enough to fit perfectly in CEO Nam’s embrace.

“I see. Shall we make it more intense this time? Open your mouth, Jiyeon-yang.”

“Y-yes…. Ahh, *Gulp*, mmh, *Deep kissing sound*―. Mmh………”

It wasn’t rough. In a posture that seemed considerate of the woman, her hands also slowly changed their position. Jiyeon’s hands, which had awkwardly rested only on his waist, were now gently circling his nape.

In a pose one might see in a romance movie, they arched their backs, attempting a bolder kiss. Jiyeon was pressed so close that she could feel his ‘presence’ against her lower abdomen.

She couldn’t escape. From the front, their lips were pressed together and tongues entwined, and from behind, her panty string was held. She, who had become nothing more than prey before Namgeon, cast a glance at me.

How is it, Doyun-ah? …Do you like it?

This should just be a lesson. But Jiyeon’s throat continued to move up and down, accepting his saliva.

Her reactions were gradually changing. Jiyeon, already thoroughly aroused, hurriedly fumbled at Namgeon’s pants. Namgeon covered her hand, implying it was still too soon.

Jiyeon, when she used to climb onto me and kiss, was so active she would lick every part, even around my eyes. Even though I was the one being acted upon, I liked it. Jiyeon’s kisses were so passionate they could make one’s pupils dilate and reason vanish.

“*Kissing sound*……… Mmm… Haaht! CEO-nim…… Ah, stop, the kiss is now……… Haaahhh……!!”

Jiyeon’s juices dripped, forming droplets beyond her panties. Only then did CEO Nam release her underwear. Even at the moment he pulled his lips away, CEO Nam was a gentleman.

Sticky saliva stretched like a thread between the two of them, and upon seeing it, Jiyeon extended her tongue to take it in.

“You’ve developed a lot since then. So… shall we check the next thing?”

“Y-yes, heh, et……. Haa, haa……… N-n-his p-penis…… haaahhh………”

Jiyeon squatted down and unzipped Namgeon’s pants.

Then, our eyes met again. This was the second time. An unknown excitement and pleasure conveyed from her expression.

While Jiyeon lowered his pants, CEO Nam tidied Jiyeon’s hair. And when she finally lowered Namgeon’s underwear too.

“Ahhh………”

That was Jiyeon’s impression. An uncontrollable gasp. Before his large size, Jiyeon transformed into a dog. But the start was cautious… She left a kiss mark on the tip of the glans.

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It was then.

《Character Information》 ※New entry updated!

1. Name: Namgeon 2. Age: 35 3. Gender: Male 4. Height: 187___ 5. Sexu____?______ 6. ??Re____ ⓐ …..???

…[Currently unconfirmable item]

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