Lee Junseo (Son) – I’m This Guy’s Master

* Lee Junseo (Son) – I’m This Guy’s Master (1)

A secluded spot in a rural village.

Inside the main room of a massive traditional Korean house, women are lying naked.

“Hic… Huk…”

“Kkeuheueuk… Uut… Euhak…”

“Kkeueu… Kkeuk…”

Each and every one of them has their legs open, their vaginas gushing with semen, unable to catch their breath. Just looking at the scene makes it obvious who violated them. With Ha-eun-nim gone and only two family members left, he had completely turned the three women, including Mun-yeong-nim, into rags, yet he didn’t seem satisfied, standing blankly in the center of the room, drooling.

“Seueup… Heoa… Heoa…”

His eyes were completely gone. Even while drooling, he didn’t bother to wipe it away, staring blankly to the side. After he had finished off Yeo-won-nim, Seo-woo-nim, and Mun-yeong-nim, he glared at the women huddled in the corner and gestured with his chin, but even that action lacked energy. His eyes were rotten, his expression suggested he was suppressing something, and contrary to the heat of the sweat rising from him, the atmosphere in the room was chillingly cold.

“Here it is…”

“…………”

As if understanding what the chin gesture meant, the women huddled in the corner offered water. Taking out bottled water from a pre-prepared cold bucket, filling a cup, and bringing it to his lips was an awkward yet joyful act. Junseo-nim, in that state, had no intention of moving, maintaining a cocky attitude by not moving until the cup reached his lips, yet the women’s faces were filled with heat.

Even though the other party was so angry, even though the atmosphere in the room was so cold, even though he was treating the women like slaves with his chin gestures, it was a strange space where only they were happy. All of those women were either from this village or were “products” brought out from outside the village. Although Yu Na-rin-nim wasn’t there, Heo Cho-yeon-nim and Han-a-nim stood at the center, unable to suppress the satisfaction bubbling up inside them.

This is what they wanted.

What everyone in the village wanted.

It was funny to simply call it masochism; their vaginas were twitching with a deep-seated sense of submission.

“Doryeon-nim…?”

“……………”

“Ah.”

Junseo-nim seemed to have regained some energy from drinking the water, but he frowned again as if he had lost interest, and with one index finger, he pointed at Han-a-nim, indicating his dick. There was no way she wouldn’t know what that meant. Han-a-nim swept her long hair back and, with a jingle of her piercing-covered body, put her mouth on Junseo-nim’s dick.

“You seem uncomfortable. I’ll clean it for you. Aum, tteup, tteup, tteueuup… euuup…”

A piercing-covered woman kneeling and respectfully licking his dick. The sight of him blankly staring at it while exhaling seemed natural yet unpleasant. His constantly frowning expression, as if something was bothering him, was impressive. Normally, he would be cursing like a lackey, making the baldy sigh, but today even that kind of atmosphere was close to zero.

Then, what about the women?

What about the women in front of Junseo-nim like that?

Why are they smiling?

The reason is simple.

As I just said, it’s because they’re very happy with the current situation.

‘That bitch did a good job.’

‘It felt bad that she bit Doryeon-nim’s hand, but to change a person this much.’

‘This is what you did, you stupid bitch.’

‘Things have gotten bigger, but we were able to taint Doryeon-nim in the village much faster than expected.’

‘Now, if we can get rid of that bitch…’

‘While we’re at it, I wish we could push out the slaves too.’

‘Now that Doryeon-nim has come to the village, we can do the rest slowly.’

‘That’s right.’

‘First, we need to dispose of that bitch who doesn’t know her place…’

‘He’s much better in person.’

‘Unlike his father, his personality is calm.’

‘We can trust him.’

Joy, joy, joy, emotions of joy rising up…

Even though Doryeon-nim is depressed, they’re just happy…

Well, the women in this village have spent their entire lives, or half their lives, being trained or brainwashed here. There are even servants who use the power of this village to get what they want, so you can imagine what their loyalty is like.

“Tseuep, tteut, euuup, eueum, uueum… peuhee… tteup, I cleaned it well. Or should I suck it more like this?”

Han-a-nim, who is flirting while gently scratching his dick with her finger after cleaning it, with her saliva moderately smeared on it. She seems to be suited for this kind of thing, raising her eyes and sticking out her tongue, enjoying this situation. On the other hand, Heo Cho-yeon-nim is sitting politely in her seat, quietly, and from the start, she wasn’t this kind of character, but she adapted to the current atmosphere.

‘What the hell am I doing… I’m starting to feel strange…’

Knowing that it’s not like herself, she accepts the perverted feelings in this eerie space and waits blankly for Junseo-nim’s words. It’s like a slave waiting for its master’s words. Even though she’s practically a slave, Heo Cho-yeon-nim hasn’t shown it much because of her personality, but today is a bit different.

‘This doesn’t seem so bad either…’

Heo Cho-yeon-nim is a woman who had sex with Junseo-nim. In that love hotel, that is. She can’t escape his grasp anymore. She turns the rising sense of surrender into pleasure and waits for Junseo-nim’s words.

“……………”

“Doryeon-nim?”

Everyone is waiting for this situation.

In the midst of that.

Junseo-nim finally swallowed his annoyance and uttered a word.

“Hey…”

“Yes.”

“How many days has it been today?”

“It’s been two weeks.”

“Two weeks…”

Mumbling the words that he didn’t know who said, he put his hands together on his face and swept his hair back. Normally, at this point, he would have been shouting “Sibal,” showing off his petty side, but today, those words didn’t come out. As if shaking something off, he shook off the sweat-filled hair with a stressed face and exhaled loudly, “Heo!”

“Hya… If it’s been two weeks, you wouldn’t have done nothing, right? Right?”

“Yes.”

“What about my sister?”

“Yesterday, the Bokryong-nim people said they found her.”

“That’s good. Why didn’t they bring her?”

“They said they were blocked by protesters while mobilizing people to greet her directly. They’re planning to use public power to take her back today, so you can look forward to it.”

“I’m sure they will.”

He turns his eyes to Han-a-nim, who is answering like Mun-yeong-nim with a smile. As if he doesn’t believe it at all, he doesn’t trust them even a little bit. Well, Kim Yu-dong-nim and even Ha-eun-nim were both harmed, but none of the guys who said they would help him were helpful, so he had already lost all affection for them.

“What about my brother?”

“He’s settling down inside the village.”

“What about my younger sibling?”

“They’re living with Manim-nim. As a bonus, Yu Na-rin-nim is with them too──”

“What about me?”

“…………”

“Am I the only one like this? Not even allowed to go outside the village.”

“Ah…”

He pushes away Han-a-nim, who is sitting quietly in front of his dick, and opens the paper door. The dirty air in the room circulates with the morning sun that has just risen, as if they had been having sex from night until morning.

“Kkeueung…”

He stretches lightly to relieve stress and exhales again. He repeated such deep inhales and exhales so much that he said the word “exhale” a lot today. He took a breath to the point where he could vividly feel his lungs swelling up and then shrinking again, and then the next question was uttered.

“Has there been any contact from that Ju Yeon-mi-nim or whatever?”

“Just like I said last time… she shamelessly said she wants you to appear in court with Ha-eun-nim as collateral… I think it means exactly what it says… Since she can’t do anything to Doryeon-nim by law, she’s thinking of inciting people with a live broadcast…”

“Is it that noisy?”

“We’re currently deleting all the public community posts… but if we leave it alone, things will get bigger…”

“Is that so?”

Han-a-nim, who doesn’t seem to feel any discomfort even though she was kicked, answers cheerfully. It’s been two weeks since Junseo-nim started talking, so she tried not to upset him. Whether that effort reaches Junseo-nim is secondary, but she finds meaning in the fact that she is at least engaging in conversation.

“She revealed my sister’s shame to the whole country, and now she’s playing with her life? She’s really doing all sorts of things. What did Grandma say? Since she doesn’t like Ha-eun-nim anyway, did she say she’ll just take care of it right away?”

“Yes… she said you shouldn’t go out there, Doryeon-nim… Since she’s a woman who’s going to jail anyway, like a rigged game… she said there’s no need for you to show your face on TV, Doryeon-nim, and they’ll end it on their own…”

“Do you guys think so too? That this will work out well?”

“Wouldn’t it be stranger if it didn’t work out? She’s done so much that even I could sue her…”

“What about the bitches who are making a fuss now?”

“She said that if Ju Yeon-mi-nim, who caused the incident, goes to jail, the number of people will naturally decrease, so there won’t be any problems… that this is just a temporary fuss… that’s what she said…”

“Aaaah, I’m sure she did. Of course. How could she not? Not only did she send her to a mental hospital without anyone’s permission, but she even exposed her kidnapping and tattoo photos, so Grandma is probably wondering how to deal with her. It’ll be handled well even if I stay still. Right?”

There is no answer.

Was that lack of response funny?

“Hehet…”

“………?”

Han-a-nim doesn’t know what that bizarre laughter that suddenly popped out means. The way he’s clenching and unclenching his fingers with unpleasant movements, and Junseo-nim’s expression was also quite different from usual. He already has an attitude as if he’s chewing on unpleasantness, but he’s been keeping his mouth shut for two weeks, so who knows what’s inside. His eyes look like he’s about to kill someone, but his mouth is smiling like a mischievous child.

“That won’t do. Who decided that?”

Mumbling. Mumbling.

He was only smiling like a mischievous child, but this time he pouted his lips.

“I’m the only one who can expose my sister’s flaws… How dare anyone touch my things… I’ll smear their faces…”

I don’t know who he’s talking to, but he was talking to himself…

In the midst of that, one thing was certain…

“Doryeon-nim?! Manim-nim said you shouldn’t go out…?!”

Jjaenggeurang!

“Auk!”

The sight of him instantly picking up the cup placed on the floor and hitting Han-a-nim’s head shows that his father’s violence has been passed down to him.

And…

“Get lost.”

The fact that he has no intention of listening to his grandmother at all.

He’s completely like his father.