## Chapter 473 – #100_Subjugation (2)
#472
1.
-Squelch…!
First, I pulled out my cock.
Whether it was from the frequent friction and stimulation, or because it had swollen slightly from the vaginal fluids, Amelia’s flower petals, red like swollen eyes, closed up.
Because she had been panting with pleasure and had released so much fluid, the traces of her broken hymen weren’t very noticeable.
Only a light, pomegranate-colored fluid trickled out of the narrow opening.
The reason I stopped the act was nothing special.
“Hic… hiccup…. hic…”
Amelia, who had just discovered a woman’s pleasure for the first time, was sobbing, covering her eyes with her wrist.
Of course, it wasn’t because of sadness, resentment, or pain.
A climax far more intense than the easy one she had achieved by stimulating her clitoris.
The extremely intense stimulation seemed to have caused a malfunction in her autonomic nervous system, arbitrarily stimulating her tear ducts.
Not only her tear ducts, but a chill was also seeping into her skin, causing her to shiver intermittently.
Meanwhile, the inside that Siwoo had stimulated was tingling, demanding more pleasure.
“Si… hic… Siwoo…. It’s okay to… continue…. I’m not… in pain…”
“I know.”
Amelia said, sobbing and covering her face.
Siwoo, who could guess what state she was in, stroked Amelia’s hair.
“Please move your arm.”
“No… I’m sure I’m making a terrible face…. Please keep going like this…”
“It makes it seem like I’m forcing you.”
“If it’s Siwoo… it’s okay even if you force me.”
“Come on, don’t say things like that.”
When I pulled Amelia’s wrist away, her tear-stained face appeared.
I picked up the top she had roughly taken off, wiped her face carefully, and kissed her again.
“Chup… um…”
It was funny how Amelia, who had been showing uncontrollable excitement and agitation, turned into a docile lamb as soon as I kissed her.
That was how much she trusted Siwoo.
When her crying stopped, her flushed face, wet with tears in places, appeared between her disheveled hair.
“Are you feeling a little better?”
Nod, nod.
Amelia, who nodded her head, seemed to have calmed down and was breathing comfortably as she snuggled into Siwoo.
“Siwoo hasn’t finished yet, right?”
“Well… that’s right.”
“Did I go alone?”
“That’s also right.”
Amelia, who had asked a strange question, mumbled as if she was upset.
Her pouting lips were incredibly cute.
“Today was supposed to be my night to serve you… but everything is a mess from start to finish…”
“Don’t say that. You dressed up and tried so hard.”
“Still… Siwoo, is there anything you want me to do? I can really… do anything…”
I knew that Amelia’s words were not lies or pretense.
It was only because she was ignorant of how to please a man that she was trying to borrow Siwoo’s knowledge.
No matter what embarrassing thing I asked her to do, she would blush and do it all.
But was there a need to do that from the start?
“I’m more than happy with things as they are.”
“……”
At Siwoo’s answer, Amelia instead seemed to have made up her mind and got up.
After hesitating for a moment, she took off her negligee, which was in the way, and was in her natural state.
At that moment, Amelia remembered something.
Smirna, who had been invited to treat Siwoo when he was in a coma.
The position she had chosen to have sex with Siwoo, who was lying down and unable to move, was the woman-on-top position, also known as the cowgirl position.
“Now, I’ll move.”
Riding on a man’s waist like a seductress and shaking her hips.
It was something that the old Amelia would never have done, no matter who asked her.
But Siwoo was still, and Amelia climbed on top and moved her hips.
Amelia believed without a doubt that this was the form of sex that was closest to ‘serving at night.’
“You don’t have to push yourself. It’ll probably go in too deep…”
“It’s okay. I can do it.”
Because she showed such a determined will, I couldn’t even think of stopping her.
Amelia swallowed hard and grabbed Siwoo’s stiff member.
His member was embarrassingly wet with Amelia’s fluids, all the way to the base.
It was hard to believe that it had all come from her body.
“……”
Amelia stared at it for a while.
Siwoo simply thought that she was intimidated by the size of his member, which seemed more burdensome than she had expected.
The orgasm that Amelia had just felt was an orgasm achieved by targeting a pinpoint while only about half of his cock was inserted. The moment she took the cowgirl position, that huge thing would go in deep enough to press down on Amelia’s uterus, so even if she had stepped forward bravely, it was inevitable that she would be scared.
“Haa…”
But Amelia’s actions went beyond Siwoo’s expectations.
She unhesitatingly brought Siwoo’s member to her mouth, including the foamy fluids and even the small amount of blood mixed in.
“Amelia, you don’t have to do that.”
“Uunguum…”
No matter how fragrant it was, her own fluids couldn’t possibly taste good.
But Amelia ignored Siwoo’s dissuasion and diligently and meticulously cleaned his member.
After cleaning the glans thoroughly, Amelia licked the shaft, and even meticulously licked the balls and the back of Siwoo’s thighs.
It was something that could be solved with a single finger snap using magic.
But Amelia’s devoted tongue work meticulously licked his member until it shone as if it had been coated with saliva.
Then, Amelia bit down hard on the glans again.
His cock, which had been exhausted from the tight grip of her vagina, melted away from the soft and gentle tongue movements.
It was as if he was getting a massage after a rough workout, and a pleasant languor and drowsiness spread through him.
“Sluuuurp… slurp, sluuuurp… hoooop…”
Amelia lowered her head and began fellating him, moving her head back and forth diligently.
Before Siwoo could stop her, Amelia was already holding the pole and gently sweeping it up and down, sucking the front part with a *chuuup chuuup* sound.
“Thud…!”
The world was a stage, and I was merely a player.
That was the kind of thought that often crossed my mind.
It wasn’t a particularly original thought, but I couldn’t help but think it.
I was a bit of a drama queen, after all.
I was a high school student, and I was also a bit of a loner.
I didn’t have any close friends, and I didn’t really try to make any.
I was content with my own company.
I spent most of my time reading books, watching movies, and listening to music.
I was a bit of a nerd, I guess.
But I didn’t care.
I liked being a nerd.
It was better than being like everyone else.
Everyone else was so boring.
They were all so predictable.
They all did the same things, said the same things, and thought the same things.
I didn’t want to be like that.
I wanted to be different.
I wanted to be unique.
I wanted to be special.
And I was.
I was special because I was me.
I was me, and that was enough.
I didn’t need anyone else to validate me.
I was my own validation.
I was my own hero.
I was my own everything.
And that was okay.
It was more than okay.
It was perfect.
I was perfect.
I was the perfect loner.
I was the perfect nerd.
I was the perfect drama queen.
I was the perfect me.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I was sitting in my usual spot in the library, reading a book.
It was a fantasy novel, of course.
I loved fantasy novels.
They were so much more interesting than real life.
In fantasy novels, anything was possible.
You could be a hero, a villain, a princess, a dragon, anything you wanted.
In real life, you were just you.
And that was boring.
I was so engrossed in my book that I didn’t notice someone sit down across from me.
It wasn’t until they cleared their throat that I looked up.
It was a girl.
She was pretty.
She had long, black hair and big, brown eyes.
She was wearing a school uniform, just like me.
But she looked different.
She looked…interesting.
“Hi,” she said.
Her voice was soft and gentle.
“Hi,” I replied.
I was surprised that I had even spoken.
I usually didn’t talk to people.
“I’m Hana,” she said.
“I’m…I’m Minji,” I said.
“It’s nice to meet you, Minji,” she said.
“It’s nice to meet you too, Hana,” I said.
We were silent for a moment.
I didn’t know what to say.
I had never had a conversation with a girl before.
Well, not a real conversation.
I had talked to girls in class, but those were just superficial conversations.
This was different.
This was…real.
“So,” Hana said, “what are you reading?”
“Oh,” I said, “it’s just a fantasy novel.”
“Cool,” she said. “I like fantasy novels too.”
“Really?” I said.
“Yeah,” she said. “What’s your favorite one?”
“Oh, um,” I said, “I don’t know. I like them all.”
“Me too,” she said. “But I think my favorite is ‘The Lord of the Rings’.”
“Oh, I love ‘The Lord of the Rings’!” I said.
“Me too!” she said.
We talked for a while about our favorite fantasy novels.
It was the most fun I had had in a long time.
I felt like I could talk to her about anything.
She was so easy to talk to.
I didn’t feel like I had to pretend to be someone else.
I could just be myself.
And that was amazing.
I had never felt like that before.
I had always felt like I had to hide who I was.
But with Hana, I didn’t have to.
I could just be me.
And she liked me for it.
Or at least, I thought she did.
I hoped she did.
I really liked her.
I liked her a lot.
Maybe, just maybe, I had finally found a friend.
Maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t so alone after all.
간혹 가능한 목 깊숙이까지 자지를 빨아들이며 헛기침을 하면서도 쉴새 없이 움직인다.
Siwoo was already at his limit, having barely endured Amelia’s climax.
Though still not very skilled, Amelia’s dedicated efforts were more than enough to quickly bring about a climax.
“Amelia, I think I’m about to cum, so you can stop now.”
The old woman’s face, wrinkled like a dried persimmon, was a canvas of time. Her eyes, though clouded with age, still held a spark of mischief. She chuckled, a sound like rustling leaves, and patted my hand with her bony fingers.
“You’ve grown so much, little one,” she said, her voice raspy but warm. “Last time I saw you, you were barely taller than my walking stick.”
I smiled, a genuine smile that reached my eyes. It had been years since I last visited my grandmother’s village, a place nestled deep in the mountains, where time seemed to move at a slower pace. The air here was always crisp and clean, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth.
“It’s good to see you too, Grandma,” I replied, my voice filled with affection. “How have you been?”
She waved her hand dismissively. “Oh, you know, the same as always. Chasing after the chickens, tending to the garden, and gossiping with the other old women.” She winked, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
We sat on the porch, the wooden planks worn smooth by years of use. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the valley. The sky was a riot of colors, from fiery orange to soft lavender. It was a scene that always took my breath away.
“I’ve missed this place,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Grandma nodded, her gaze fixed on the horizon. “This place has a way of holding onto you, doesn’t it?”
I knew exactly what she meant. This village, with its simple ways and close-knit community, had always felt like home. It was a place where I could escape the chaos of the city and reconnect with myself.
“I’m glad I came back,” I said, turning to face her.
She smiled, a gentle, knowing smile. “Me too, little one. Me too.”
We sat in comfortable silence for a while, watching the last rays of the sun disappear behind the mountains. The air grew cooler, and the first stars began to appear in the darkening sky.
“Come,” Grandma said, rising to her feet. “Let’s go inside. I’ve made your favorite, kimchi stew.”
My stomach rumbled at the mention of the stew. It was a dish that always reminded me of home, of warmth and comfort. I followed her inside, eager to taste the flavors of my childhood once again.
The small house was filled with the aroma of spices and simmering broth. The walls were lined with old photographs and hand-stitched tapestries. It was a place that held countless memories, a place that felt like a warm embrace.
As we sat down at the table, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. I was home, surrounded by the love of my grandmother and the familiar comforts of my childhood. It was a feeling I knew I would carry with me long after I left this place.
But Amelia, shaking her head, stubbornly continued her movements.
이내 그녀의 입에 들어간 지 3분 정도 만에 끈적한 정액이 세찬 기세로 아멜리아의 입안에 발사된다.
-Psh! Psh! Psh!
“Cough…!”
The semen, which I had been holding quite deeply, spread like a baptism flowing down my throat.
-Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!
절대 입을 빼지 않고 얌전하게 엎드려 자지의 움찔거림이 멎을 때까지 아멜리아는 상냥하게 기둥 부분을 손으로 쓸어주었다.
The day I turned twenty, I received a strange message.
[Congratulations on your twentieth birthday! As a gift, we have granted you the ability to see the ‘System’.]
What the heck is this?
I stared blankly at the message floating in the air. It was like a game window, with a blue background and white text.
[Would you like to check your status?]
Status? What status? Is this some kind of prank?
I cautiously thought, ‘Status.’
Then, the message changed.
[Name: Kim Min-joon]
[Level: 1]
[Class: None]
[Stats: Strength 5, Agility 5, Stamina 5, Magic 0]
[Remaining Points: 0]
What is this? A game?
I looked around. Nothing had changed. The familiar ceiling of my room, the desk, the chair, the computer, and the messy clothes scattered on the floor were all the same.
I tried thinking ‘Status’ again. The same window popped up.
“What is this?”
I muttered to myself, but no answer came.
“Level? Class? Stats? What the heck are these?”
I was completely bewildered. I’d never seen anything like this before.
[Would you like to check your skills?]
Skills? I thought, ‘Skills.’
[Skills: None]
Of course, there were none. I’d never learned any special skills.
“This is so weird.”
I scratched my head. It was my twentieth birthday, and I was supposed to be out having fun with friends, but instead, I was stuck in my room, staring at this strange window.
[Would you like to check your inventory?]
Inventory? I thought, ‘Inventory.’
[Inventory: None]
Again, nothing.
“This is definitely a prank, right?”
I looked around again, but there was no one there. I was alone in my room.
[Would you like to check your quests?]
Quests? I thought, ‘Quests.’
[Quests: None]
“Okay, this is getting ridiculous.”
I was starting to get annoyed. I decided to ignore the message and get ready to go out.
But then, another message popped up.
[A quest has been generated!]
[Quest: Go outside]
[Reward: 1 Level Up]
“What? A quest?”
I stared at the message in disbelief. Go outside? That’s the quest?
[Would you like to accept the quest?]
I thought, ‘Accept.’
[Quest accepted!]
[Go outside]
[Reward: 1 Level Up]
“This is insane.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. This was so absurd.
I got up and opened the door.
The moment I stepped outside, a new message appeared.
[Quest completed!]
[Reward: 1 Level Up]
[Level Up!]
[Name: Kim Min-joon]
[Level: 2]
[Class: None]
[Stats: Strength 6, Agility 6, Stamina 6, Magic 0]
[Remaining Points: 3]
“What the…?”
I was speechless. I had actually leveled up.
“This is real?”
I looked at my hands. Nothing had changed. I still looked the same.
“But how?”
I thought, ‘Status.’
[Name: Kim Min-joon]
[Level: 2]
[Class: None]
[Stats: Strength 6, Agility 6, Stamina 6, Magic 0]
[Remaining Points: 3]
The numbers had definitely increased.
“This is crazy.”
I couldn’t believe what was happening. It was like I had become a character in a game.
[Would you like to allocate your remaining points?]
“Allocate points?”
I thought, ‘Allocate points.’
[Strength +1, Agility +1, Stamina +1]
[Would you like to confirm?]
“Confirm.”
[Points allocated!]
[Name: Kim Min-joon]
[Level: 2]
[Class: None]
[Stats: Strength 7, Agility 7, Stamina 7, Magic 0]
[Remaining Points: 0]
I felt a slight change in my body. It was like I had become a little stronger, a little faster, and a little more resilient.
“This is… amazing!”
I couldn’t help but smile. This was so much fun.
[A quest has been generated!]
[Quest: Walk 100 meters]
[Reward: 1 Level Up]
“Walk 100 meters? Okay, let’s do it!”
I started walking down the street. It was like I was playing a game.
[Quest completed!]
[Reward: 1 Level Up]
[Level Up!]
[Name: Kim Min-joon]
[Level: 3]
[Class: None]
[Stats: Strength 8, Agility 8, Stamina 8, Magic 0]
[Remaining Points: 3]
I was leveling up so easily. This was way too easy.
“This is the best birthday ever!”
I laughed out loud. I couldn’t wait to see what would happen next.
[A quest has been generated!]
[Quest: Find a job]
[Reward: 10 Level Ups]
“Find a job?”
I stopped walking. This was a bit more difficult than walking 100 meters.
“But 10 level ups? That’s a lot.”
I thought about it for a moment. I had been planning to look for a part-time job anyway.
“Okay, let’s do it!”
I decided to accept the quest.
[Quest accepted!]
[Find a job]
[Reward: 10 Level Ups]
I started walking again, but this time, I was thinking about where I could find a job.
“Maybe a convenience store? Or a restaurant?”
I had never really thought about getting a job before. I had always relied on my parents.
“But now, I have to do it for the quest.”
I walked around for a while, looking for a place that was hiring.
Finally, I saw a sign that said, “Part-time worker wanted.” It was a small cafe.
“Okay, let’s try this place.”
I took a deep breath and walked into the cafe.
“Smooch…”
The day I turned twenty, I received a strange gift.
It was a small, antique-looking music box. The kind you might find in an old curiosity shop. The box was made of dark wood, intricately carved with swirling patterns, and had a small, tarnished brass key.
I didn’t know who had sent it. There was no card, no return address, just the box, sitting on my doorstep.
Curiosity, of course, got the better of me. I turned the key, and a delicate melody filled the room. It was a tune I’d never heard before, yet it felt strangely familiar, like a forgotten memory.
As the music played, the room began to shimmer. The walls seemed to ripple, the furniture to fade, and I felt a strange pull, as if I were being drawn into the music itself.
Then, everything went black.
When I opened my eyes, I was no longer in my apartment. I was standing in a forest, surrounded by tall, ancient trees. The air was cool and crisp, and the scent of pine filled my nostrils.
I looked down at myself. I was wearing clothes I didn’t recognize, a simple tunic and trousers made of roughspun cloth. I reached up to touch my face, and my fingers brushed against a smooth, unfamiliar surface.
I pulled out my phone, but there was no signal. I tried to call for help, but the call wouldn’t go through. I was completely alone.
Panic began to set in. Where was I? How had I gotten here? And what was that music box?
I looked around, trying to get my bearings. The forest stretched out in every direction, a sea of green and brown. There was no sign of civilization, no roads, no buildings, just trees and more trees.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I had to stay focused. I had to figure out what was going on.
I started walking, hoping to find some sign of life. The forest was silent, save for the rustling of leaves and the occasional chirp of a bird.
As I walked, I noticed something strange. The trees seemed to be watching me. Their branches twisted and turned, their leaves rustled in a way that seemed almost deliberate.
I felt a chill run down my spine. This place was not normal. It was something else entirely.
I continued walking, determined to find my way out of this strange forest. I didn’t know where I was going, but I knew I couldn’t stay here.
I had to find a way back home.
마지막으로 자지를 빨던 모양 그대로 오무린 입술이 장대부터 귀두까지 훑으면서 한 방울의 정액도 새어나가지 않고 아멜리아의 입안에 담겼다.
Amelia, having raised her upper body, discreetly turns away, her hand covering her mouth.
The deep furrow between her eyebrows suggests that it indeed doesn’t taste good.
I suppose it’s inevitable to have such a reaction when tasting semen for the first time.
I was looking for something to spit into, like a handkerchief, thinking she would just spit it out.
“Gulp….”
A loud sound echoed. Amelia had swallowed the shake, a mixture of various bodily fluids, whole.
The fishy taste and the stinging throat contorted her face, but amidst it all, one fact made Amelia smile. It was the joy of finally having properly attended to Siwoo at night, and the joy of making Siwoo climax fairly, instead of him just going off on his own.
“Haa… haa…. Now we’ve both come once…”
“I told you, you didn’t have to go this far.”
“I did it because I wanted to.”
“…Drink this and rinse your mouth.”
She didn’t refuse up to that point.
Amelia took the drink Siwoo offered and disinfected her mouth.
Even so, she kept giggling, seeming quite pleased that she had ‘done something’ for Siwoo.
I just came.
But seeing her, who willingly swallowed my semen, and her profile now glowing in the slowly rising morning sun.
A surge of lust erupts.
Having received this level of service as a man, shouldn’t I return the favor with ten times the pleasure?
“Ah!”
Siwoo grabbed Amelia’s wrist as she was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, and half-forced her to lie face down on the bed, her pale body exposed.
I’ll admit, I was a bit rough.
I was just that worked up.
“S-Siwoo… we could have just talked… Ahh…!”
The old woman’s face was a roadmap of wrinkles, each one a testament to the years she’d lived. Her eyes, though clouded with age, still held a spark of mischief. She chuckled, a dry, rustling sound like leaves skittering across pavement.
“You think you’re so clever, huh?” she rasped, her voice a low rumble. “Trying to trick an old woman like me.”
I shifted uncomfortably, my gaze darting around the small, cluttered room. It was filled with strange objects – dried herbs hanging from the ceiling, jars of murky liquids, and stacks of dusty books. The air was thick with the smell of incense and something else, something earthy and indefinable.
“I… I didn’t mean to,” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.
The old woman’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “Oh, but you did. You came here looking for something, didn’t you? Something you think I can give you.”
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. She was right, of course. I had come seeking answers, desperate for a solution to the problem that had been plaguing me for months. But how could she possibly know?
“I… I need help,” I admitted, my voice trembling slightly.
The old woman’s eyes narrowed, studying me intently. “Help is a dangerous thing, child. It comes with a price.”
I nodded, my throat tight with apprehension. I knew that nothing came for free, especially not from someone like her. But I was desperate, willing to risk anything for a chance at salvation.
“I understand,” I said, my voice firm despite my fear. “I’m willing to pay the price.”
The old woman’s smile widened, revealing a set of yellowed teeth. “Good,” she said, her voice laced with a hint of something sinister. “Then let’s begin.”
그녀의 탄력 넘치는 엉덩이를 꽉 움켜쥐고 갈라진 비좁은 틈새로 자지를 삽입했다.
Her white legs, not particularly long but with such good proportions, fluttered uselessly.
Pushing deeper and deeper, the object overcomes the resistance of the vagina, which has been narrowed by a single climax.
“Haa… Ugh… Hnnng…!”
Amelia, who had been smiling just a moment ago.
그러나 이제껏 공략당하지 않았던 자궁구 근처까지 자지가 푹 박히자 등이 뻣뻣이 굳으며 달콤한 목소리로 울었다.
The world was a stage, and I was merely an extra.
That’s how I felt, anyway.
My name is Kim Hana, and I’m twenty-eight years old. I work as a contract employee at a small company, and I live a life that’s as ordinary as it gets. I don’t have any special talents, and I don’t have any big dreams. I just go to work, come home, and go to sleep. It’s a repetitive cycle, but I’ve gotten used to it.
But even in my mundane life, there are moments that make me feel like I’m not just an extra.
Like today.
“Hana, can you get me a coffee?”
My team leader, Mr. Park, asked me this as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I’ve been working here for three years, and I’ve made him coffee countless times. I’m not even sure why I’m still doing it.
“Sure, Mr. Park.”
I replied with a smile, even though I was annoyed. I got up from my seat and headed to the company’s break room. The coffee machine was old and noisy, but it still did its job. I poured a cup of coffee and added two sugars and a creamer, just the way Mr. Park liked it.
As I was walking back to my desk, I saw a new face in the office. He was tall and handsome, with a sharp jawline and piercing eyes. He was wearing a suit that looked like it cost more than my entire month’s salary.
“Who is that?”
I asked my colleague, Ms. Lee, who was sitting next to me.
“Oh, that’s the new CEO, Mr. Kang.”
Ms. Lee replied, her eyes wide with excitement.
“CEO?”
I was surprised. I didn’t even know that our company had a CEO. I thought we were too small to have one.
“Yeah, he’s the son of the company’s owner. He just came back from studying abroad.”
Ms. Lee continued, her voice filled with admiration.
I looked at Mr. Kang again. He was talking to Mr. Park, and he looked like he was listening intently. He had an aura of confidence and charisma that made him stand out from everyone else in the office.
I felt a strange flutter in my heart. It was a feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
I quickly shook my head. I had to focus on my work. I handed Mr. Park his coffee and sat back down at my desk.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Kang. He was like a character from a different world, and I was just an extra in his story.
I sighed. I knew that nothing would ever happen between us. He was a CEO, and I was just a contract employee. We were from different worlds.
But still, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to talk to him.
Maybe, just maybe, I wasn’t just an extra after all.
“Siwoo….”
Amelia could feel it.
He was incredibly excited.
His untamed nature, as if he had become a stallion in heat, pierced through the fluffy barrier of consideration and sharply protruded.
She could feel it well enough just from the fact that his hands, which were squashing her buttocks as if kneading dough, were somewhat rough.
“Siwoo… are you excited…?”
“It’s Amelia’s fault.”
If I hadn’t spent time with him in bed this morning, I would have been very scared.
Actually, I’m not completely okay even now.
“Haa… are you going to be rough…?”
“Yes.”
But the fact that he’s getting excited, that he’s feeling lust for this body, is somehow lovely.
Even if I’m handled a bit roughly, I’m not scared at all. Rather, I desire it.
“I told you, didn’t I…? That I would become Siwoo’s slave.”
If I had known that giving everything to the person I love was this blissful, I would have approached him sooner.
“My body belongs to Siwoo.”
Amelia said, looking at Siwoo with a hazy gaze over her shoulder.
“Do as you wish… torment me.”
Her seductive gaze and coquettish voice were filled with a bewitching charm that was hard to believe came from Amelia.
