Chapter 70 – Side Story – A Woman Named Nayoung
“Honey, your skin is so nice. I want to be buried here and live for the rest of my life.”
Nayoung hugged the face of the man rubbing her cheek. The man hugged her tightly and dug deeper.
There was a man Nayoung dated when she was in her 20s. He was a few years younger than himself, but he was a handsome man with a lot of charm. He especially liked the compliments he had on how good his skin was whenever we met.
She’s been dating for years like that. Nayoung is now in her 30s. As the years went on, she noticed that her skin was getting rougher and wrinkled, albeit slightly. She only knew that she would always be young and resilient. Maybe that’s why even the slightest wrinkle made her feel bad, and a strange complex settled inside her.
Before, her personality was not so good, and she was erratic, but it got worse and worse. And the whim had to be accommodated by her boyfriend.
“Babe, what are you doing to me these days? Aren’t you being too cold? You don’t love me anymore?”
“What am I? I still love you.”
“Do not lie. Self has changed They don’t treat you as kindly as before.”
“What the hell have I changed? Isn’t it you who has changed?”
“Is it because I’m old and wrinkled? The skin also changes. Is that so? I don’t look the same as before.”
“Because that’s not it. She is still pretty and charming. Why do you keep doing that?”
In fact, her boyfriend’s attitude hasn’t changed much. It’s just that Nayoung, who acts increasingly nervous and reacts sensitively to her wrinkles, has changed. And it’s just that Na-young’s complex caused her to have such an illusion. Even her boyfriend, who had been patient with her at first, was getting fed up. He had previously tolerated her capriciousness, but was able to bear with her love. But eventually the limit came. Because of Na-young’s aggressive behavior, her feelings of love gradually faded and he, exhausted, notified of their breakup.
“Babe. Let’s stop seeing each other now.”
“What? What do you mean?”
“No, I think it’s time to stop dating. Let’s break up.”
“For what? Is it because I’m getting older?”
“It’s not like that. It’s because of his attitude!”
Nayoung clung to him, but eventually the two broke up. She was born as the daughter of a wealthy family, and it was a great shock to Na-young, who lived a life that was always respected by others without lacking anything.
After a few months like that, Na-young was walking down the street and she happened to see her ex-boyfriend. He didn’t notice Nayoung, but she could see her clearly. That he was with another woman. She was a young woman who looked younger than Na-yeong, even younger than her ex-boyfriend.
‘It’s clear. I was playing with that much younger bitch because I was older.’
It was Nayoung’s misunderstanding. He got a new girlfriend by looking at her personality rather than her looks. He met her for the first time after he broke up with Na-young.
However, Nayoung arbitrarily concluded that the woman stole her boyfriend. After that she watched them from hiding a few more times. He seemed happier and happier than when he was with him.
‘I can’t forgive you. You abandoned me for another woman. I will take revenge.’
Her delusions created inappropriate emotions in her head. She wanted to destroy him, or even his girlfriend, with all her might. But she couldn’t do it. At one point, the two were nowhere to be seen. When I heard the news, the two of them went to live in the United States.
Going to America was not a problem in itself. However, I had work to do in Korea, so it didn’t go as well as I expected. She put off revenge for the time being. She hadn’t given up on revenge.
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Nayoung was introduced to a party hosted by a man named Hyeongcheol. It was a party that only upper-class people could secretly attend, she said. She didn’t know what kind of party it was, but she decided to go. And she thought Na-Young did very, very well that she took part in the party. The party changed her Na-young’s life. No, it could be said that she changed the person Nayoung itself.
At the splendid and huge party, you could meet women called slaves. Before she came, she had heard that there were slaves, but she hadn’t quite guessed. She’d just thought she was a slang or something like a service maid. But when she met her in person, she surpassed her imagination. At first she was a little shocked. As she watched over and over again the female slaves being brutally abused, her strange feelings began to wriggle little by little in her heart.
For the first time she took a whip and hit a slave. It was her first time, but she seemed to have no hesitation. She was the first person she saw with no resentment, but she hit the woman on purpose. That woman who gave her frustration to herself and dropped her down. The strange feeling squirmed wilder each time he heard the crack of the whip hitting his bare skin and each scream of the slave. There she was awakened to the pleasures of her sadistic desires.
And other pleasures came with it. It was lust. She was sexually attracted to women as well. It wasn’t love or affection. Every time she saw women writhing in pain, she felt a fire like she had never felt before. From then on, she used her female slaves as sex tools to quench her lust. She didn’t know why, but it felt better than with a man. No, I didn’t think much of what I wanted to do with a man anymore. She didn’t know that she had such a sexual desire, but she was okay with it. Because good is good She decided to just have fun.
How long has she lived like this? She was slowly starting to get bored. Same slaves every time. Similar actions. It’s not like there’s a particular guy that catches my eye. As she wondered if this was mannerism, she heard a rumor that Hyung-cheol had brought in a new slave. The rumors weren’t out of the ordinary.
“I heard it’s just the best.”
“The body and the face are enough to bite the top celebrities.”
Nayoung’s reaction when she first heard the rumors was sceptical. ‘Rumors are always exaggerated,’ she said, so even when she attended the party where the slave was to be unveiled, she hadn’t had high expectations. Until he saw the slave named Yumia.
Seeing her being abused at her banquet hall, Na-young felt that her body, which had been quiet (?) For a while, was heated up again by something in her. And her libido was swollen to the point where she couldn’t control it. It felt like she had regained her treasure that had been lost for a while. He thought that the more he tortured her, the more pleasure she would get. And the idea was right.
Seeing her slave, Yumi Ara, strangely reminded me of that woman. The woman who took her own man. Her face was a bit different, but her body shape and voice were similar, and above all, her atmosphere was very similar. Calm and quiet always reminded me of that woman. That’s how she looks calm and innocent and steals other people’s men.
From then on, Mia became the target of Na-young’s anger. She is Mia, she has never dated a man, so she is Na-young.
It was good for Nayoung. It was enough for her to find her partner to relieve her stress.
At their first meeting, Na-young abused her Mia like a beast, no less than a beast. She was tortured with a whip and used as much as her own masturbator. Even though she twisted her body in pain, she was obedient without much resistance. At the thought of this woman bowing to her knees and bowing down, her lingering resentment was washed away bit by bit.
But I wasn’t completely satisfied with this. I wanted to thoroughly corrupt him to a deeper abyss and to the bottom. Her ruthless and inexorable desire soared, not knowing her limits, the more she tormented Mia. And her pleasure as her sadist followed. Mia was a very, very good tool for Nayoung. Although it was a pity that Hyeong-cheol was her owner, Hyeong-cheol was a good lender of slaves. Na-young conceived a plan to plunge her Mia further into darkness and put it into practice.
Right now, Mia was kneeling at Nayoung’s feet, licking her feet. Like a dog. She was being treated worse than a dog. Her dog was loved by her master, but she did not give Mia as much affection as her rats. She has only endless abuse and depravity.
But her behavior as a lost child was slightly different from that of an abused sufferer. She was definitely changing. At first she was in so much pain and suffering, but she felt that she was degenerating into a bitch. As she fell into her own pit, Nayoung noticed that her hidden instinct to feel her bliss was awakening.
Mia herself wasn’t sure yet, and she only felt strange, but Na-young could tell. Because she had experience of corrupting many slaves.
Nayoung could see Mia’s body tremble little by little as she licked her own feet. Especially her lower legs were burning. She must be getting a little wet on her bottom.
‘There is no tension or discomfort. This bitch, she’s definitely feeling the pleasure.’
As hoped, Mia was slowly degrading. As she watched Mia fall, she remembered the woman she had almost forgotten about for a while. That woman who took away her own man. And the thought of her wanting to corrupt the woman and bring her to her feet crept up.
