Han Sohee

"Let's talk, just the two of us."

Early in the morning, when we arrived at the chapel entrance, Han Sohee strode over and spoke to me. She wanted to talk privately.

When I looked back at Kim Yoorim and Joo Ahyeon, she asked the two of them for their understanding as well.

"Sorry, but please excuse me for a moment."

The two of them nodded, saying they understood what it meant.

"Oh, a private date?"

"Have fun!"

And so I entered the chapel alone with Han Sohee. We went up the stairs on the right side of the chapel, following the same route we'd taken every day for the past few days.

'She isn't planning to kill me and steal the accessories, is she?'

I really hoped she wouldn't attempt something so foolish.

Fortunately, as soon as we entered the second-floor corridor, she turned to me and spoke with a serious expression.

"I'll take those accessories too."

She said she wanted accessories as well.

I silently looked at the noble bloodline standing before me.

Long, straight black hair.

Despite wearing only a hoodie, she exuded an air of hauteur.

Eyes calmer than a still lake.

'She strangely resembles Emila and Yekaterina.'

The S-rankers and royals I would meet later—the true bloodlines of ancient royal houses, different from us ordinary people.

The fact that Han Sohee resembled them likely meant that the family she had been born and raised in also possessed the power to control and rule over tens of millions of people.

"Are you listening? I said I want accessories too."

The daughter of such a family was now offering to let me use her body.

I dipped my head to show I was listening.

"Then let's proceed with the contract…."

"But I don't feel like giving you any."

"What?"

The emotionless, haughty face of the rich heiress was instantly overtaken by bewilderment.

I laughed and continued speaking.

"I'm kidding. You were being so serious that I thought I'd try to lighten the mood."

"……."

Han Sohee's ears turned red. Her face flushed, and her voice carried a hint of anger.

"…What a nasty sense of humor."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Does that look like a compliment?"

"Anyway, you know what you have to do if you want accessories, right?"

…I nodded.

Perhaps she'd seen enough from what she'd witnessed so far, because Han Sohee began taking off her clothes one by one and dropping them to the floor as if she had already steeled herself for that much.

Her attractive body was revealed in the process.

A graceful neckline tracing an elegant curve.

Long, smooth limbs.

Her moderate musculature and just enough fat to accentuate her appearance brought out her feminine allure to the fullest.

Swish.

Her hips and buttocks in particular were full and mature, while her waist dipped sharply inward, making it slender.

'Shin Seoyeon's skin is better, but….'

Her proportions were so outstanding that I had to give Han Sohee the edge when it came to figure alone.

That was attractive enough on its own, but when her bra disappeared as well, an even more astonishing beauty met my eyes.

'How lewd. Those areolas are huge.'

Set atop breasts large for a Korean woman were enormous areolas. They were so large that a bikini wasn't even an option.

They were literally big-pie breasts.

A truly obscene feature for a haughty young lady from a noble family to possess.

"Ngh."

Perhaps she was embarrassed by my blatant stare, because Han Sohee covered both breasts with her arms.

With only her panties left on, she asked me as if confirming the terms of the contract.

"You give me accessories, and in return, I let you use my body…. Is that the agreement?"

"That's right."

"One accessory for each time I get you off, so four times in total, then."

Her voice was somewhat self-deprecating.

As if she had never imagined she would sell her body like a prostitute, she lowered her head in shame and trembled faintly.

But soon, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her head and looked at me.

Meeting her resolute gaze, I spoke quietly.

"No."

"Hm?"

"There's something we need to revise."

At my unexpected answer, she opened her eyes wide and demanded an explanation with her gaze.

"What do you mean, revise?"

"The original condition was one accessory for each time I got you off, but circumstances on my end have changed a little."

I pointed with my hand—to her face, her upper body, and her crotch, one after another.

"If you let me freely use your mouth, breasts, pussy, and ass, I'll give you one accessory for each part."

"Are you saying I should sell off parts of my body for money?"

"Exactly."

"Such an absurd—!"

Han Sohee shouted sharply.

Apparently unable to contain her anger, she clenched both fists and strode toward me. Her big-pie breasts, freed from her arms, bounced up and down and drew my gaze.

"Do you think I'd agree to such a ridiculous demand?"

"And if you don't? What can you do right now?"

"What…?"

She had been Korea's most successful woman.

A woman who had lived a life without wanting for anything, acquiring whatever she wanted and buying whatever she wished to buy.

That woman had come to sell her body to an ordinary commoner whose name she didn't even know.

That meant she was truly cornered.

"Ms. Han Sohee, you have no choice."

"!!"

Put another way, no matter what conditions I presented, she had no choice but to accept them.

"You have only two options. Either accept my conditions and sign away your body, or be left behind here alone, fall behind everyone else, and meet a lonely death."

She flinched.

Suddenly, she grew conspicuously quiet. I had expected an immediate protest, so the prolonged silence puzzled me, but I continued what I had been saying.

"Many people want the accessories I have. I have no reason to sell them to you specifically, nor do I have any reason to sell them here. Once we reach the next area, I can sell them to more people at a higher price."

"……."

She remained silent.

She seemed to be in shock.

'She'd grown up more like a hothouse flower than I'd thought.'

She was having a mental breakdown just because I had hit her with a few blunt truths.

How had she managed not to go mad with a mentality like that? Tsk, tsk.

「Aah…!」

The silence dragged on, and while I waited, a group of Specters appeared.

Han Sohee still hadn't moved.

Even after I dealt with them and returned, she remained the same. As if she had turned into a stone statue, she stood motionless in place, staring blankly into space.

Seeing that, I let out a short snort and picked up her clothes from the floor before handing them to her.

"Looks like we're done talking, so let's end this date and head back. The two of them will be waiting."

There was no need to rush. She was nearly broken already.

And even if she refused, it didn't matter. There were plenty of other women in the world.

With that attitude, I handed her clothes back, and Han Sohee stared fixedly at my face.

"……."

She gazed at me intently, as if trying to figure out what kind of person I was, then her firmly closed lips parted slightly.

"I will survive. I will prove it."

"Pardon?"

"…Nothing."

Then Han Sohee knelt politely in front of me. Her slender but beautiful hands gripped my pants and underwear and pulled them down.

"Can I take this to mean you've accepted?"

"Yeah."

What a bargain. Who would have thought I'd acquire the heir to Cheongseong Group, Korea's top company and the greatest of the chaebol conglomerates, for four cheap accessories and turn her into a slave?

…That was what I thought.

"I'll only trade the use of my mouth."

"Only your mouth?"

"Yes."

As she said that, Han Sohee looked up at me with those characteristically calm eyes, as if to say she wouldn't simply do whatever I wanted.

'Haha, so that's how you're playing it?'

I'd thought things were going too easily.

She had endured more than ten days in this godforsaken place without going mad. There was no way that mental fortitude would break from a single blunt truth.

If it had, then I would have misjudged her.

"Fine."

I willingly accepted her proposal, planted my hand on her head, and brought the tip of my cock to Han Sohee's pretty lips.

"Have you ever sucked a cock before?"

"Why would I have?"

"What about kissing?"

"……."

"Well, I'm sorry your first kiss is with my cock. Now that the kissing's over, shall we go a little deeper?"

"Uurp?!"

Her face was strained as she stared up at me, struggling with the cock in her mouth for the first time.

Perhaps her mouth was small, or perhaps she had never opened it very wide out of propriety while eating.

Even though only the glans had gone in, Han Sohee was already having an extremely difficult time.

"Suck. Sluurp…. Uurp."

Her cheeks puffed out as if they might burst. After struggling and ultimately finding herself unable to handle my monstrosity, Han Sohee gripped my shaft with both hands and stopped my thrusting hips.

"Han Sohee, don't use your hands. Suck with your mouth only. That's right. Pucker your lips more."

"…Suck. Suck. Suck-suck-suck."

"Suck properly. Your lips belong to me now."

Struggling to take a cock nearly half as thick as her face, Han Sohee groaned softly.

'Nice.'

Who could have imagined that the day would come when I would force my cock into the virgin mouth of a rich young lady—an heiress from a chaebol family, no less?

Chup, chup. Chup, chup.

Han Sohee puckered her lips like a duck and sucked my cock with little smacks.

"Move your tongue too. Tickle the back of the glans. That's right, like that."

Perhaps she was the type to keep her promises, because she actively followed every instruction I gave her.

'She's surprisingly obedient.'

Honestly, since she had been raised in privilege, I had expected her to resist now and then or act fussy, but she did nothing of the sort.

If I had to compare her to something, she was a docile cat.

A cat exuding refinement, one that looked distinguished even when merely sitting still.

Thanks to that, I was able to comfortably enjoy Han Sohee's virgin blowjob and naturally shifted my gaze elsewhere.

Beneath her duck-like lips, her pretty big-pie breasts were swaying back and forth.

"Sohee. Since you're doing it anyway, wouldn't it be better to sell me your breasts too? It's not like touching them wears them out."

"…Do as you please."

I immediately reached out and grabbed those swaying breasts. Wow, the soft sensation was no joke.

She must have eaten only expensive food in that hothouse from a young age to grow those breasts, and even brought in the finest trainers to exercise.

"Suck-suck. Ngh. Haaah…. Suck…."

Every time I touched her, Han Sohee twisted her body from side to side and flinched. The nipple in the center of that enormous areola gradually swelled and grew taut.

I grabbed the nipple, tugged it upward again and again, and said,

"So, how does a commoner's cock taste? Is it good?"

"…Stop the pointless talk and hurry up and give me your semen."

"Cold as ever. Anyway, remember this: you're mine now. So don't go dying for no reason. Stay near me when a fight breaks out, and come find me if anything happens."

Han Sohee looked up at me as if I had just said something obvious.

"Even if you told me not to, I intended to make full use of you. My body is worth that much."

…Right. For all her education, I hadn't thought she would agree to this deal just for the sake of a single accessory.

Han Sohee extended her tongue and gently tormented my glans as she spoke.

"Then finish already. The two will be waiting. If necessary, you may be rough."

"If that's what you want."

I let go of the breast I had been gripping, grabbed Han Sohee's head instead, and pushed my cock into her mouth. In that position, I roughly rocked my hips back and forth.

"Uup? Uup? Uuurp?!"

When my huge cock pushed into her throat, Han Sohee opened her eyes wide, not knowing what to do.

What was rather astonishing, though, was that Han Sohee's posture remained composed even as I violently thrust my cock into her.

Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!

She could have flailed around, saying I had gone too deep and that she couldn't breathe.

But Han Sohee knelt with both hands resting on her knees and silently took every thrust.

…It should have been nothing more than a vulgar act of caressing a man's cock and milking it for semen.

Yet strangely, when she did it, there was a certain dignity to it.

It felt completely different from taking Kim Yoorim and Joo Ahyeon earlier.

It felt like taking a woman from a noble family, a woman whose innate refinement never faltered by even an inch in any situation.

Perhaps that was why?

"Kk. I'm coming now."

Normally, it was difficult to come from oral alone, but my arousal surged immediately. I forced my cock into her mouth as far as it would go and poured the lust I had been holding back against her throat.

"Oh fuck, so much is coming. Sohee, eat it. It's the breakfast I'm making, so don't leave any."

"…Gulp, gulp, gulp."

Though her eyes darted wildly from side to side at the first semen from a man she had ever tasted, Han Sohee swallowed every drop I gave her, just as I ordered.

Pursing her lips, she diligently swept my cock and sucked it with little smacks, squeezing out everything left in my urethra.

"…Gulp."

After swallowing the last drop, she looked up at me while still kneeling politely and opened her mouth. As if to prove it, she stuck out her tongue at length.

"I ate everything as you told me. Was my mouth satisfactory?"

"Yeah, that's right. But are you really inexperienced?"

"I am. Is it strange? A friend told me men liked it when women did this."

I wondered what kind of friend that was. I snorted and took a canteen from my backpack before handing it to her.

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it. But for someone who dislikes it, you're pretty enthusiastic. Even giving me that kind of service."

"Don't misunderstand. I simply hate doing things halfway."

"Huh?"

"The contract was made, and once I decided to do it, I simply do my best…. There is no ulterior motive."

Her eyes held sincerity as she said that. In a way, it offered a glimpse into her character.

"Now, as promised, I would like to receive the items."

Han Sohee supported the undersides of her breasts with both hands and bounced them up and down.

In short, she was telling me not to casually gloss over the fact that I had touched her breasts.

"Here."

I handed her two rings. Han Sohee's eyes cooled.

"…What a sly man. Giving me two with the lowest magic resistance."

I laughed. For reference, the magic-resistance values for the Snowfield accessories were as follows.

Ring 8

Earring 10

Necklace 12

"I won't deny it. But think about it. Even by common sense, aren't your pussy and ass the most valuable parts of your body?"

Han Sohee glanced down at her crotch, then nodded in agreement.

"Certainly, you're not wrong."

"So, how does it feel to wear them?"

"I don't know."

Han Sohee stood up with the rings on. She moved her body this way and that, then soon nodded with an impassive expression.

"Good. They're light… The restraints binding my body and the headache are clearly gone. I honestly didn't know there would be this much difference. If I'd known it would feel this good, I shouldn't have been stubborn…."

Her expression remained calm and emotionless, but there was unmistakable pleasure in her voice.

After moving her body around for quite a while, she steadied her breathing and stared intently at me.

"Why?"

The heiress only stared fixedly at me without answering.

"?"

"…Nothing. Let's go back now."

Her intent gaze lingered on my face once more before vanishing.

Han Sohee gathered her clothes and headed toward the entrance.