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🕑 Added 2025-04-20 00:25:19 +0000 UTCEP.49: The Wrath of the Sow Queen
In the dim bedroom.
Ryu Ji-hye was pressed against my chest, quenching her thirst to her heart's content.
A mother getting excited while sucking the chest of a sleeping man.
Her expression was quite a sight, as if she felt an immense sense of depravity from this thrilling transgression.
—Slurp♥︎ Sluuurp♥︎ Slurp♥︎ Suck suck♥︎
"... Haah♥︎ Teacher Kang♥︎ Thank you for appearing in my dream♥︎ I'm not lonely anymore thanks to you♥︎"
She stroked my cheek as if handling a treasure.
Then she hesitated for a moment at the edge of my lips.
Her naughty inner thoughts could be heard.
<... Should I do it?>
<Yeah. He's asleep anyway.>
<It should be fine to just lightly touch his lips.>
Having made her decision internally, she then entwined herself on top of my body like a snake.
Then she carefully held my cheeks and whispered:
"... Teacher Kang♥︎ Looking at you like this, you're handsome♥︎ Your sleeping face is cute too♥︎"
—Smooch♥︎
After lightly kissing my lips, she seemed to want more and pressed her lips against mine again.
As her lips parted softly, her cute tentacle probed my lips.
Ryu Ji-hye desperately tried to penetrate inside somehow.
But when the gap wouldn't open easily, she gave up with regretful eyes.
<... Tsk. I wanted to put my tongue in too.>
<No. Let's not overdo it needlessly.>
<It's not like this is the only day.>
<It would be a big problem if he really wakes up.>
She wiped the saliva off my lips and chest cleanly before getting up.
Though disappointment still dripped from her eyes, she surprisingly didn't cross the line.
To end after just sucking my chest a bit and rubbing my lips.
It was quite a cute ending for something she courageously started.
"... Huhu♥︎ I'll give you a real kiss♥︎ properly later♥︎ Master♥︎"
—Smooch♥︎
She gave a short kiss to my forehead, tucked me in well, and then suddenly left the bedroom.
I recalled that pleasant sensation for a moment before drifting off to sleep.
Perhaps due to drinking too much, the world soon faded into silence.
"Teacher... Teacher... Teacher Kang?"
"Mmm. Hm."
Someone was shaking my shoulder.
A throbbing headache and hazy consciousness.
How long had I been asleep?
When I opened my eyes, Ryu Ji-hye was looking down at me with pretty eyes.
That gaze sparkled freshly with excitement and tenderness, like that of newlyweds.
"Oh my. You were even drooling. Did you sleep well?"
She wore an apron and had her brown hair tied back.
The savory smell of beef soup wafted through the open bedroom door.
I started to recognize the whole situation a beat late.
Where this place was and why I was lying here.
And how much alcohol I had drunk too.
I raised my body while holding my aching head from the hangover.
Ryu Ji-hye held out a teacup to me.
"It's honey water. You'll feel better if you drink it."
My lips felt dry, so this was perfect timing.
I nodded lightly and then drank from the teacup.
—Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
Perhaps drinking it down without hesitation gave her satisfaction.
She smiled contentedly while staring at my face.
That smile was a bit burdensome, so I smiled awkwardly as I handed the cup back.
"Phew. Thank you. I do feel a bit better."
"Right? I came to wake you because you weren't getting up. You need to go to work soon."
She held out an elegant robe to me.
The silver silk robe felt like something a chairman in a movie would wear.
"Hurry and wash up. I made delicious beef soup. You won't be late if you eat and then go to work."
After setting down disposable toiletries on one side, she smiled brightly and left the bedroom again.
However, what she whispered as she went out the door was quite something.
Her eyes curved mischievously like a fox.
"... Oh right♥︎ I took off your shirt in case it was uncomfortable♥︎ Don't worry, I didn't do anything bad♥︎ Pfft♥︎"
"......"
Ryu Ji-hye left, swaying her hips seductively with a bewitching eye-smile.
I blankly admired that enchanting backside for a moment before snapping to my senses and getting out of bed.
Though this sweet newlywed play was nice too.
As she said, now wasn't the time to be leisurely.
I must have slept deeply, as it was already almost time to leave for work.
'Ugh. My head. Wine really does give bad hangovers.'
I went straight to the bathroom and quickly washed up.
Remembering Ryu Ji-hye's naughty caresses from yesterday, my member twitched slightly.
But I shook my head vigorously and banished those impure thoughts far away.
After finishing my shower, the hangover finally seemed to subside a bit.
I picked up my phone while drying my hair with a towel.
For some reason, there were over 10 missed calls recorded.
"... Huh? What's this?"
[Parent / Ria's Mother / Madam Han-gyeoul: Missed Calls (13)]
Checking the caller, they were all from Han-gyeoul.
Feeling a chill, I opened her KakaoTalk messages.
Sure enough, several unread messages were sitting there.
[Teacher Kang. What are you doing?]
[Are you busy?]
[Call me when you see this KakaoTalk.]
[Teacher Kang? Are you sleeping?]
[I called about a consultation. Don't misunderstand.]
[Ugh really. This is getting annoying. Are you not checking KakaoTalk?]
[Answer the phone. Before I come to your house.]
[You're really dead.]
And 13 consecutive missed calls recorded after that.
The moment I grasped all this, a chilling fear ran down my spine.
"... Shit. I'm fucked."
I covered my mouth with trembling hands.
For Han-gyeoul to send KakaoTalk messages first like this means she really worked up the courage to express affection.
She probably wanted to enjoy exchanging messages and flirting sweetly.
But not only did I ignore those courageous texts, I completely trampled on her pride by ignoring all 13 phone calls.
And until the next morning at that.
"... Fuck. What should I do?"
Given Han-gyeoul's personality, there's no way she'll let this slide.
She's like a black panther who always gets what she wants.
She probably won't listen to any excuses I make.
The important thing is that her pride has been stomped into the ground.
She will definitely demand compensation commensurate with this humiliation.
I anxiously bit my nails.
How should I overcome this bleak and frustrating situation?
Should I contact her now?
Or should I go see her and beg for forgiveness?
I agonized over it again and again.
Then at some point.
A groundbreaking idea flashed through my mind.
'Right. At times like this, I should act strong instead. The moment I show weakness is when I'll be devoured. Let's clearly establish our master-servant relationship now.'
If someone heard this, they'd be appalled and think I was crazy.
But it's a method at least I, Kang Joo-hyuk, can dare to try.
Thinking about it, I'm not in a subordinate position at all.
Of course, I'm an overwhelmingly weak opponent who'd be crushed if she exerted a little force.
But at least when it comes to sex and romance, I'm the absolute superior.
If I don't have sex with her, she has to suffer.
If I don't contact her, she has to wait.
Yes.
I am her master.
If she wants to taste her master's dick, she should spread her pussy and act coy.
How dare a dog pussy try to threaten and yell at me.
What if Han-gyeoul really gets pissed off and destroys me?
No way.
That can't happen.
Of course that's absolutely impossible.
Han-gyeoul is a woman with excellent business acumen.
My value to her is absolute.
No one else can replace this position.
What crazy bastard in the world could fuck her in the kindergarten reception room?
And what ballsy bastard could tame the great Han-gyeoul into a masochistic sow?
Yes.
I am one of a kind.
That's why I can act recklessly.
Once she's tasted heaven, she can never abandon me.
As my thoughts organized, my complicated feelings began to settle calmly.
In BDSM, the dom should always be relaxed and sexy.
If I become afraid of her, she'll lose interest instead.
As the master, I need to grab her leash and dominate her strongly for her to feel the pain of masochism and submission.
So I didn't send any personal apology messages.
Who I was with.
What I did with whom.
And why I couldn't see her messages.
I won't explain any of that.
Because I am the master and she is my possession.
This was only natural.
Before I knew it, I was wearing a well-ironed shirt and heading out the front door.
Ryu Ji-hye followed me, fixing my tie knot as she spoke.
"Oh dear. I feel so sorry. Calling you over just to make you drink so much. You'll come again, right?"
"Haha. Of course. We can progress with the lessons slowly. Let's just say we had an orientation like you said. And thanks to that, didn't we get much closer?"
She smiled brightly like a young girl, genuinely happy with my answer.
Then she gently brushed my shoulders and whispered subtly:
"Then... can I call you again next time? Not as a tutor. As a drinking buddy who's shared feelings."
I laughed heartily and nodded at her question.
"Hahaha. I welcome it anytime. Of course I have to come running when such a sexy beauty calls. Right?"
"Pfft. Your lip service is really good. Anyway, have a safe trip to work. Call me sometimes when you're bored too. A divorcee like me is always lonely. Let me chat with a young man too."
She laughed playfully while massaging my arm.
We had become quite close, to the point where this kind of joking wasn't awkward.
"Then I'll be going now. I'll visit again on the weekend."
I bowed slightly and left the mansion.
As I got in the car and started the engine, I felt an air of solemnity welling up.
Ryu Ji-hye is definitely a healing-type older sister style.
A soft, warm feeling like she could embrace anything.
In contrast, the Han-gyeoul I'll face today is a cold ice queen style.
And she's extremely on edge, so I need to handle her with utmost caution.
Of course solemnity wells up when going to face such a woman.
I drove the car diligently towards the battlefield.
The icy storm called Han-gyeoul was waiting.
