Chapter 31
After Master and Mom left.
I hurriedly erased my traces.
I wiped up the semen on the floor and tidied the bed that Master and Mom had messed up while having sex.
Of course, I also stopped to smell the scent several times.
“.....”
Lewd scents had spread throughout the room.
The side of her as a woman that she had never once shown me, along with her most intimate scent.
The immoral side of her that ran counter to her status as the head of the household and a ‘mother.’
That contrast excited me.
It gave me an intense rush of arousal, enough to make my head tingle.
“No. I have to hold back.”
But I couldn't masturbate again.
Tomorrow was the day I had been eagerly awaiting—the day Madam would give me a handjob.
Now was the time to rest for tomorrow.
“Phew... I should just clean up.”
Thus, partly to cool my head, I gathered the bedsheets again and put them through the washing machine.
My erection hadn't subsided because of the lewd scent still lingering on the bed, but somehow I managed to resist jerking my cock.
“Hmm. Now I'm done with everything.”
After washing the bedsheets clean, drying them, and putting them back in place,
I completed all the work perfectly and glanced at the clock.
Before I knew it, the clock was pointing to ten p.m.
“She's late getting home...”
Strange.
At this hour, Madam should have returned by now.
Why hadn't she come yet?
“.....”
But worrying wouldn't change anything.
Madam wouldn't pick up when I called.
She didn't check KakaoTalk or her texts, either.
Worse, if I contacted her privately, she'd say I didn't know my place and punish me by banning handjobs.
I had to avoid that at all costs.
“Well, she'll come back eventually.”
In the end, I decided to wait a little longer.
No, I decided to spend the night here.
Tomorrow was handjob day, anyway.
There was no need to go home only to come back again.
So today, I could play games through the night at Master's house, wake up late tomorrow afternoon, and get a handjob while watching videos of Madam's corruption. Perfect.
Ah—I was already looking forward to it.
Madam's sadistic touch, the kicks as she stomped on me, her lewd positions and whispers.
And videos of Madam sinking into depravity.
Feeling my cock swell, I moved to my private room.
Before the urge to masturbate hit me again, I hurriedly turned on a game and focused on it.
But even after playing games all night, Madam didn't return.
Even the next day, after handjob day had passed, Madam still hadn't returned.
For some time afterward, I couldn't see Madam.
***
Two days after Madam failed to come home,
I received a video from Madam.
The video opened with footage filmed at the entrance of a famous host bar in Gangnam.
"Tiny-Dick Min~ Can you see me? Hehe. You're feeling pretty lonely right now?"
It was late at night.
A flashy sign glowed behind Madam.
The sign read ‘CLUB Sia’.
The signboards around the building were covered in vulgar phrases like ‘Women Only,’ ‘50 Hosts Waiting,’ ‘Unlimited Liquor & Beer,’ ‘99.9% Return Rate,’ and ‘Large Rooms & Party Rooms Available.’
"Tiny-Dick Min~ Looks like we won't be seeing each other for a while? My Master says I have to go to some appraisal or whatever. So I guess we won't see each other for about a month."
A month.
An absurdly long time for me.
Fuck, that meant I wouldn't be able to get four handjobs in a month....
"So I thought I'd at least send you a video~. Jerk off to this. I don't know if it'll turn you on, though. I'm just here to have fun, hehehe."
Madam said that, then took out a cigarette.
She lit it with practiced ease, exhaled a plume of smoke, and said,
“Phew~ Anyway, that's what happened. They say I have to service other people for a month. Tsk. It kind of fucking sucks. I'll have to suck some other bastard's cock instead of Master's.”
Madam took a long drag from her cigarette.
At the sight of her acting so naturally, my cock began to swell.
Her vulgar way of speaking, her vulgar habits—every little thing turned me on.
Madam—or rather, Ha-young—had transformed into a completely different person.
“Still, what can I do? I have to earn my keep. Whew, fuck, it sucks for me too, so hold back on the handjobs for a while, okay? When I get back, I'll give you a really, really intense one.”
At Madam's promise, my cock stood erect to the point of bursting.
What would a handjob feel like after saving up for four weeks and getting it all at once?
I was already looking forward to it.
“Anyway, my Tiny-Dick Min. You know I love you even if I always talk dirty, right? You have to fall into the abyss with me, okay? If you run away because you can't see me for a month, I won't let you off easy. You have to be trained by me for the rest of your life. Got it?”
At Madam's words, I nodded.
That was Ha-young's way of loving me, and I accepted her love while treating her as my Madam.
We continued our love in this completely twisted way.
“Hehehe. Then keep that cock standing and wait for me. I'm going to have a hell of a time tonight and head to the appraisal tomorrow. Well, watch me have fun later~”
The screen briefly went dark.
Soon, it came back on amid a burst of loud noise.
The screen was filled with Madam's unfocused face.
“Tiny-Dick Min~ I'm checking in halfway through. See that bastard over there singing?”
The camera panned around.
A man was holding a microphone and belting out a sentimental ballad.
He was quite talented.
“He sings fucking well, right? The atmosphere's really heated up. Hehehe. Look at them.”
Saying that, Madam turned the camera to the right.
There, Jeong Soo-ah, known at school as a slut, was embracing and kissing some man.
“Mmmm... smooch... mmm... ohh...”
I could tell from his silhouette alone that the man was handsome.
Soo-ah was embracing the handsome man as though she meant to devour him, their tongues intertwined.
Madam pointed her phone at the scene and giggled.
“Kihihi. Soo-ah's already hooked. But over there is even more of a spectacle.”
Madam turned the camera to the left again.
There was a couple: a woman with her legs spread in an M, and a man on top of her, thrusting his cock into her.
They had fucked so much that cream pie coated his cock and her pussy.
“Those two have already started going at it. Fuck, how much are they planning to do by the third round? Hehehehe.”
Madam brought the camera around to face forward.
When she pointed it downward, the crown of a man licking Madam's pussy came into view.
Madam stroked the man's head and said,
“Hey♥ Look up♥”
At Madam's command, the man slowly lifted his head.
He was a handsome man around my age.
But his eyes were unfocused.
He looked like he was high.
“He's already out of it after snorting just a little. Maybe he has no tolerance.”
Madam said that and took out a bag containing white powder.
She sprinkled a little on the table, snorted it, and tilted her head back.
“Krrrgh....fuuuck...♥”
Madam looked as though the drugs were taking effect.
Madam brought the camera close so that her face filled the screen.
Her glassy pupils and heavy dark circles were clearly visible.
“Haa.... haa.... This feels fucking amazing...♥ Tiny-Dick Min. I wish you were here with me.”
Madam lowered her gaze.
A man was looking up at her with vacant eyes.
Madam grabbed him by the hair, shoved his face into her pussy, and said,
“Keep licking.”
“Y-yes....heh...”
Without any real resistance, the man began licking Madam's pussy.
He looked a little like me.
Madam sipped her drink, smoked her cigarette, and snickered weakly.
At one point, she even muttered ‘Master,’ as though she missed him.
“Ahh♥ Nghh, nghh...ngh... haa, ahh...♥”
Meanwhile, the women who had come with Madam were busy having sex with handsome host-bar escorts.
Their sexual technique was nowhere near as good as Master's, and the escorts' cocks were much smaller, but thanks to the men's handsome faces, Madam's companions seemed quite satisfied.
The sofa was covered in the companions' love juices and the escorts' semen.
“Hey, Tiny-Dick Min. They're fucking terrible, right? Master does it way better...♥”
Madam pointed the camera at the escorts' hip movements and laughed mockingly.
Of course, I agreed that their hip movements were pathetic.
“Haa. The best way to have fun is getting fucked hard by Master, after all. Anyway, I have to go to the third round soon, so I'll stop filming here. Love you~ Tiny-Dick Min~♥”
With those words, the video ended.
Reality came rushing back.
Once I got off to this video, what would I use to satisfy my cock?
Should I rewatch Madam's corruption videos...?
-Rrrrrrk-.
Just then.
I heard the sliding front door open, followed by hurried footsteps.
Apparently, Master had returned.
I had to go greet him.
-Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.
“Welcome home, Master!”
“Yeah. I'm a little hungry.”
“Yes. Shall I prepare a meal?”
“Make something Chinese, nothing fancy.”
“Understood!”
I hurried to the kitchen.
I opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, and immediately began preparing them.
About twenty minutes later, I made mini sweet-and-sour pork, Chinese-style bibimbap, and scorched-rice egg soup, and served them to Master.
Master tasted a sip of the scorched-rice egg soup, then said with a satisfied smile,
“Your cooking skills really are useful. Here—”
Master pulled a wallet from his inner pocket.
He immediately handed me a one-million-won check.
I bowed deeply and accepted the check with both hands.
“Th-thank you...”
“Heh heh. So, have you heard about my slave bitch?”
Master's slave bitch.
My Madam.
“Yes.... I heard she won't be able to come here for a while.”
“Right. She's going out on loan for about a month. Which reminds me, the person handling your handjobs will be unavailable.”
“..... I-it's all right. It can't be helped.”
“Heh heh. All right, my ass. You look downright miserable.”
“Ah, sorry...”
“Enough with the insincere words. I've brought a new bitch for you.”
“A-a new....bitch?”
“Right. You need someone to handle your handjobs, don't you? Once a week. Since she agreed to take care of your urges, she has to honor that contract properly.”
I had indeed made such a contract.
Master had clearly promised to show me Madam's corruption videos and give me a handjob once a week, and he had never broken that promise.
But I'd never imagined he'd even find a woman to give me handjobs in Madam's place.
“You look curious. I'm talking about the bitch who'll give you handjobs.”
Master looked as if he were enjoying himself.
I nodded.
Then Master gave an order to the bodyguard beside him.
“Bring her in.”
“Yes!”
The bodyguards disappeared with hurried footsteps.
A short while later, the bodyguards brought a woman to Master's side.
As soon as I saw the woman's face, I gasped.
“Y-you are.....”
Straight hair fell to her shoulders, and bangs covered her forehead.
She was a beautiful woman with kind features, slightly drooping eyes, and fair skin that gleamed.
It was Lee Hee-yeon, who had once been Madam's best friend.
“Heh heh. Surprised? I just finished training this one, so I brought her here.”
Master stroked Hee-yeon's butt.
Hee-yeon merely snorted and twisted her legs bashfully, without offering any resistance.
“Ngh....”
Hee-yeon lowered her head, her face turning red.
I never imagined that even someone as kind and clear-headed as Hee-yeon would fall into Master's hands.
When had she become like this?
“So? What do you think? Do you think you can be satisfied with a bitch like her?”
“.....”
I looked at Hee-yeon, who was dripping with love juice.
Even as I looked at her, Hee-yeon's lewd appearance was impossible to believe.
Hee-yeon wasn't someone who would ever drip love juice like this.
She had always supported, comforted, and encouraged Ha-young and me; she was like an emotional shelter for us.
But even Hee-yeon had ended up like this.
“Ah....”
In an instant, memories of the past came flooding back.
I remembered the days that Ha-young, Hee-yeon, and I had spent together.
The days we stayed up all night immersed in our assignments.
The days we sipped beer and exchanged trivial stories.
The days we gathered during exam periods and shared late-night snacks.
The days when Ha-young and I were flirting and Hee-yeon tried to bring us together.
All those beautiful moments came rushing back.
“Ngh.... mmm...♥”
But our brilliant past had shattered like this.
Ha-young had become someone completely different, and I had gone mad.
And Hee-yeon, too, had fallen under Master's spell and been fully trained.
Her mind had collapsed to the point that she could give me handjobs.
“Hey. Why aren't you answering? Don't you like her?”
Then Master urged me to answer.
I quickly nodded.
There was no way I wouldn't like her.
My cock was already erect to the point of bursting.
A handjob from the once-kind Hee-yeon.
Fuck, just imagining it made me feel like I was going crazy.
“Good. Then go enjoy yourselves in ‘that room.’ I've prepared an interesting video too, heh heh.”
Master handed Hee-yeon a USB drive.
Hee-yeon accepted it with a grotesque smile, then gently took my hand and spoke.
“Come with me... I'll make you feel good...♥”
Hee-yeon interlaced her fingers with mine.
I felt intensely aroused by the gesture, and my cock sprang stiff.
Thus, led by Hee-yeon, I arrived at that room.
As soon as Hee-yeon entered the room, she locked the door, stripped off her clothes in one fluid motion, and said,
“Seong-min♥ Now lie face down. Let's jerk off while watching the video I brought...♥”