Chapter Index

    * * *

    A day has passed.

    Wednesday 2pm.

    Dayoung left the company with Seopwoo and moved to a luxurious apartment complex adjacent to the Han River.

    She stopped her car in my parking lot and smiled brightly at Seopwoo.

    “Are you nervous?”

    “Huh? Uh, uh…yeah…”

    Although Seopwoo had already experienced similar experiences countless times, he was still nervous without exception when he was summoned by women.

    Dayoung slowly pulled his chin with her fingers.

    The tips of their noses touched and then their lips touched.

    Dayoung stuck out her lips and kissed me with deep affection.

    The tip of the tongue touched Seopwoo’s lips for a brief moment and then disappeared.

    He swallowed slightly and raised and lowered his mouth.

    Dayoung smiled and parted her lips.

    She said, looking into his eyes.

    “Get down.”

    “Ugh, yes.”

    Seopwoo hesitated and got out of the car and closed the door.

    Dayoung drove toward the company again.

    3 minutes later.

    After getting out of the elevator on the 40th floor, Seopwoo approached the front door in one corner of the large hall.

    About 10 seconds after I rang the doorbell, the door handle opened.

    Then, the two middle-aged women I met last time came out at the same time and smiled at Seopwoo.

    Noh Hyeon-kyung, Oh Mi-jeong.

    A glamorous yet cool body like a model,

    Breasts and hips full of volume with a mature beauty.

    The only thing covering the sexy bodies of the two women was a short dress and stockings that clearly revealed their bodies.

    Hyunkyung is wearing a black dress and black stockings.

    Mi-jeong was wearing a bright-colored dress mixed with silver glitter and flesh-colored stockings.

    “We met again?”

    Mi-jeong spoke first, gently holding Seop-woo’s hand.

    He was dragged by Mijung and took a step into the front door.

    In the meantime, Hyeon-gyeong’s hand swept the front of Seop-woo’s pants, found the contents, and gently squeezed them.

    “Huh, uh…”

    Seopwoo took a short breath and slightly crossed his legs.

    Hyunkyung slightly raised the corners of her mouth, stretched her hand further down, and grabbed the scrotum in her hand.

    “Did you fill it up a lot?”

    “Hey, Seopwoo, you haven’t even taken off your shoes yet.”

    Mijeong chimed in.

    At those words, Hyeon-gyeong glanced down at Seop-woo’s shoes and then raised her gaze again.

    And then he spoke briefly.

    “Take it off.”

    “Yes, yes…”

    But Hyeon-gyeong’s hand did not let go of the scrotum.

    Rather, he was holding it tightly with strength.

    “Ugh, ugh…”

    “What do you do without taking it off?”

    “Eup, yes, yes.”

    Seopwoo lifted one of his feet in an awkward posture.

    The man doesn’t even think about letting go of Mi-jeong’s hand and manages to take off his shoes while assuming an uncomfortable position with one hand.

    Hyunkyung looked at that and raised the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, as if she understood everything.

    She grabbed her scrotum and rocked it back and forth.

    “Ugh…”

    “I felt it last time too… Seopwoo, you really are Seopwoo. huh? It’s really cool.”

    “Ugh… Mrs….”

    Hyunkyung looked him in the eyes and suddenly hit his scrotum with four fingers.

    Bah!

    “Ugh!”

    “Come in.”

    Hyeon-kyung walked into the house ahead of him.

    Seeing him bending his legs and groaning, Mijeong smiled softly and took his hand.

    He was led by Mi-jeong’s hand and walked to the living room where Hye-jeong was.

    Sex today was a little different from last time.

    Sex, corporal punishment, sex, corporal punishment.

    Sex, corporal punishment, sex, corporal punishment.

    Seopwoo was constantly involved with the three middle-aged women and was constantly beaten.

    They were beaten with canes, they were beaten with their hands, they were beaten with their knees, and they were beaten with their feet.

    When it came to corporal punishment, Hyeon-gyeong was as strict and firm as Hye-jeong.

    Perhaps because of this, Seopwoo’s penis throbbed one more time every time it entered Hyeonkyung’s body.

    * * *

    The first Saturday of November.

    It was the third meeting day at Saekrak Island.

    Seop-woo moved to Saekrak Island with four women: Eugene, Da-young, Jimin, and Ga-eun.

    On this day, CEO Cho Mi-young brought along 28-year-old assistant manager Jeong Yoon-ah.

    [I want to give Manager Jeong a gift.]

    Two days ago, Miyoung said that to Yoona.

    And that gift was today’s meeting at Saekrak Island.

    For Yoona, everything she experienced that day was a turning point that was incredibly new and gave her intense pleasure.

    She thought she had developed some tolerance by continuing her perverted yet secret contract with Miyoung, but that was a complete illusion.

    The moment she came into contact with Seopwoo, she felt like she finally realized how big the world she didn’t know about was.

    Yuna screamed loudly and fell into pleasure.

    A few days later.

    Yuna was able to realize the form of desire that had been violently tangled and turned over from deep within her heart.

    The reason was very trivial.

    Jinsu, who was on a date with her, noticed her glancing at another woman.

    The time that Jinsu’s eyes followed the other woman was very short.

    It’s not that he had any dark intentions, but that he was instinctively stealing his gaze, which is enough to make an excuse.

    However, the moment Yoona saw that essence, she was overcome by a desire for corporal punishment and a desire to dominate so intensely that it was difficult for even her to understand.

    There was definitely a reason.

    The reason is that it feels as if all the pain he went through until now was betrayed by punishing him in front of Jo Mi-young.

    From that moment on, Yoona’s eyes were full of anger.

    A few minutes later, the two entered a dark alley.

    Yuna, who was walking ahead, stopped.

    Jinsu, who was following behind, looked closely.

    It was very clear that Yuna was very angry right now.

    “Kneel down.”

    “Uh, huh?”

    Jinsu’s eyes widened.

    I never thought that Yoona would say something like this even though CEO Jo Mi-young wasn’t next to her.

    Yuna turned around and glared into his eyes.

    “Right now.”

    However, everything he did in front of Miyoung was engraved deep in Jinsu’s bones.

    He unconsciously flinched from Yuna’s angry face and pressure, and he fell to his knees on the floor.

    Then, as was her habit, she put her hands behind her waist.

    In front of my girlfriend who is two years younger than me.

    Yoona’s pretty and lovely legs, covered in black stockings and a flowing, moderately short skirt, came into view right before my eyes.

    Yuna put her dark red high heels forward and tapped his groin with the tip of the shoe.

    “Eup…”

    She started using the top of her foot, followed by the tip of her shoe.

    The pain spread to my lower abdomen as my girlfriend’s sexy feet, wearing dark red high heels, hit my scrotum.

    Tuk. Tuk. Tap, tap! Tuk!

    “Ugh, ugh! …Ugh!”

    Yoona’s movements quickly turned into heavy revolvers.

    “Ugh! Ugh! Come on, baby! Huh, huh!”

    “Are you not pointing straight?”

    Her thighs began to tighten more and more.

    The higher the high heels, the faster the penis and beads came in.

    Pow! Pow! Sigh! Wow!

    “Huh! Ugh! Huh!”

    Sigh! Wow! Wow! …Bwaaaah! ……Ugh!

    “Uuuu!”

    Jinsu fell down on Yoona’s lap and leaned his forehead against her.

    Yuna looked down at Jinsu without saying a word.

    As her mood seemed to ease, Jinsu clung to Yuna in a blatantly low manner.

    “Ugh, huh, huh huh… Now… baby……”

    Yuna stood silently for a while and then pushed back the forehead of her boyfriend, who was two years older than her.

    Jinsu’s eyes met hers as he tilted his head back and looked up.

    “Baby.”

    “Ugh, hmmm…”

    “Don’t make me angry. Got it?”

    “Uh, yes… sorry…”

    Jinsu was still kneeling.

    Yuna bent her knees and was at eye level with him.

    “…Did it hurt a lot?”

    “Ugh, yes… sniffle…”

    “Come here.”

    Yuna gently stroked his groin.

    Jinsu’s object, which had already become half-hard, quickly stretched and stood up when she touched it.

    The corner of Yuna’s mouth went up faintly without a sound.

    Several days have passed.

    Jinsu made Yoona angry again.

    He glanced at a woman wearing short hot pants.

    Not once, but several times.

    As soon as Yuna returned home and put down her luggage in the living room, she slapped him on the cheek.

    Wow!

    “Ugh! Baby!”

    “Why do you hate it because it’s right?”

    “Ugh…”

    Wow!

    “Ahhh! babe! You hurt so much…”

    “I hit you because it hurts. If you don’t like it…”

    Wow!

    “Ahhhh!”

    “You shouldn’t have done something to deserve it.”

    Wow!

    “Ugh!”

    Wow!

    Jinsu felt an eerie feeling.

    It was clear that Yuna was no longer hesitant in hitting him.

    And something even more disconcerting was happening.

    My penis was standing up without me knowing.

    He crossed his legs and tried to hide his penis.

    But Yoona was no longer the innocent woman she used to be.

    “Aren’t you holding your head straight?”

    She grabbed her boyfriend’s hair and lifted it up.

    Jinsu’s head, which had been flexing its waist and pulling its butt back, jerked back.

    The penis poked the front of his pants and pitched a tent.

    “Huh?”

    “…!”

    “Baby, what is it?”

    “Uh, huh…?”

    “Are you excited now?”

    “Hehehe……”

    Jinsu’s face turned red as if it was about to explode.

    Yuna touched the protruding part of Jinsu’s pants with her fingertip.

    “Are you aroused by being spanked by your girlfriend?”

    “……!”

    Wow!

    “Augh! Hmm! ”

    “You’re not answering!?”

    Wow!

    “Huh!”

    She squeezed Jinsu’s glans tightly as if pinching it.

    “You asked me if you were excited while hitting me, huh?”

    “Ugh… Uh, uh, it seems like…”

    “‘I think so’…? You’re not answering properly!?”

    As if she had made up her mind, she slapped her boyfriend’s cheek ten times.

    match! match! match! match! match! match! match! match! match! Wow!

    “Ugh! Ugh! Ugh…”

    The penis moved and pushed the front of his pants up further.

    Yuna chuckled and grabbed his crotch.

    “Ugh…!”

    “Baby.”

    “Ugh, hmm…”

    “Was this your original taste?”

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