Chapter 160 – #40_The Tutor (3)
One.
Yu-chan was lying leisurely on the bed, using his cell phone her to peek at the surveillance camera connected to the basement.
It was time to organize the furniture and interior decoration items that I had packed in the car for a while.
What was reflected on the small screen was Maria Kim having a good time with Harin Shin.
Couldn’t she not have installed any of her devices while leaving her alone?
Cameras and sound collectors are installed in the three corners of the room.
During the construction of her basement her, it would be impossible for her to notice it unless she had prior knowledge of her hidden camera her, as Yoo-chan meticulously constructed it.
At first, Maria, who refused to breastfeed Hansako, struggles to suck her breast until reaching the climax.
Yuchan enjoyed observing the process of human change.
More precisely, she enjoyed falling.
It was an indescribable pleasure for her to forcibly awaken and indulge her complexes and desires that were hidden deep in her heart.
Among the terms used in Freud’s psychoanalysis is the phrase ‘return of the repressed’.
It means that the desire or psychological suppression that was suppressed and hidden in the unconscious will surely come to the surface someday.
In general, this kind of return appears through dreams, lucid dreams, speech, gestures, and the person’s usual words and actions, and it takes long observation and conversation to observe them.
However, Yu-chan was able to notice her oppression of her as easily as taking out items from her pockets through her black box of hers.
She lost her parents at a very young age.
From this came her desire her to be loved by her parents her.
Then she buried it deep in her unconscious.
Because it’s not grown-up.
Then why does she want to look mature?
This too is simple.
Protection, attention, love.
Because she lost her parents early, she lacked elements that should have been met in her childhood her.
Her desperate interpersonal skills couldn’t find a replacement for it, and she soon dismissed it as an ‘unnecessary element’.
Her solid self-portrait of her, thus created, is the ‘adult Maria Kim’.
Children need protection, attention, and love, but I’m an adult, so I don’t need that! It is a simple psychological mechanism.
If you say it like this, it feels similar to the anecdote of the fox and the grapes.
However, as far as Yu-chan knows, all humans long for it.
Pouring warm love.
Protection that hugs the body tightly.
The attention that makes me realize that I am here.
Normally, I would have kept them unconscious.
With a pretty well-polished intellectual foundation and logic, those desires must have been submerged under unconsciousness.
It wasn’t just out of shady desire that Yoo-chan made her pretend to be her child.
All he had to do was choose the most appropriate way to forcibly bring out her desire her and train her.
After giving birth, Shin Ha-rin, who had been taking care of herself, was hired as Maria Kim’s assistant, and she thought that if she had motherly love, it would be enough to stimulate Maria Kim’s hidden desires for her .
It was as expected.
Maria Kim was willing to ask Shin Harin for her motherly love her, which she lacked.
As for her, she was simply eating her breast milk because of her hunger for her, she might be thinking hard, but Yu-chan saw.
Comfort and happiness settled on Maria Kim’s face as she desperately sucked her breast her.
The sight of her suppressed desire her being filled, thinking that she would never be able to fill it for the rest of her life.
Compared to his usual way of thinking and acting, the reason he takes on an absurdly submissive appearance is because all of his suppressed desires his are returning.
Maria, who was playing a game with Shin Harin for a while, covered her smartphone while watching the scene where she begged her Harin for a favor.
Interesting scenes will appear soon, but there is a lot of work to do.
Yoo-chan took the shopping cart Shin Harin had bought and headed to the kitchen.
2.
There is no guarantee that the alternative will always be great.
However, my body, which had reached its physical limit, longed for the alternative proposed to me to be at least the lesser evil.
“There is simply one more rule here. If you promise to do so, I will give you as much time as you want.”
“Which rule is it?”
The rules applied to me so far are no big deal.
Be like a child, stick to twin tails and kindergarten uniforms.
In fact, my pride is in tatters with just this, so even if another rule is added, there won’t be much additional damage.
“You can call me Mom, and call that person Dad.”
“…..”
Mom and dad.
When was the last time you uttered this word?
It must have been a distant past when pronunciation was poor.
My parents were good people.
I have few memories of my childhood, but I still remember the shadows of my loving mother and trustworthy father.
Let’s call Shin Harin mother.
But she wants to call that demonic man daddy?
Even if it’s just a formal title, even if I don’t think of him as my real dad, the psychological latch rattles.
“Can you promise me?”
“What if I break my promise?”
“It’s not good to think about breaking your promise already.”
Shin Harin put her specific punishment in her mouth her and warned her indirectly.
“You don’t want to lose the last John as a human being yet, do you?”
“Looks like it’s already been stolen.”
Alas.
I felt like I wanted to shut my mouth to the tackle that went out without me knowing.
This guy’s cubic tablet.
Anyways yet? Are you saying that one day I’ll want the last mother John to be trampled on?
The words that Shin Ha-rin lightly tossed out were mixed with meaningful words that made her mool feel sad.
“So what is your choice?”
Fortunately, she was polite and courteous compared to Yu-chan, so she didn’t take issue with my mistakes.
Instead, he clicked the motor and asked for my opinion in a hollow voice.
“I will. Mom.”
You just don’t have to worry too much about it in the first place.
It is probably because of his personal fetish that Yu-chan is forcing himself to use this title.
Giving great meaning to it and taking it seriously is what he wants.
It’s just that the name changes a bit.
Just because I call him daddy doesn’t transfer the respect and affection I had for my real father to him.
That was the decision I made.
Shin Harin gave milk to my mouth without saying anything.
Warm, soft breasts that cover the nose and lips.
She had n’t had much time to be conscious of it until now, but her breasts boasted a softness and warmth that could not be compared to a modest pillow.
My eyelids felt heavy with fatigue at how comfortable I was to have a leisurely meal time after eating so fast that my breast milk was in a hurry.
“Chuuuuu…”
“Not nice, not nice.”
Shin Harin gently stroked my hair while she was sucking her milk and tousled her hair with a kind hand.
She seemed to like the current situation even more than the cruel rationing method from before.
Her expression of her, which had been hardened, loosened up a little, and her voice of her, which was only businesslike, seemed to be somewhat relaxed.
I hate being treated like a child by her, but I didn’t hate the situation itself.
What should I say?
Yeah, should I say it’s a feeling of fulfillment?
Maybe it’s because the milk that spreads in my mouth is enough to fill my hungry stomach.
“I’ll move it the other way around for a second.”
“Jjoong… Yes… “
Perhaps feeling that the stem of her breast milk her has weakened, Shin Harin carefully asked for her understanding her and took out her breasts her against her and put them in her mouth her.
For me, who lived only in a harsh environment, I was grateful for such a small consideration.
In fact, strictly speaking, there is no reason for me to hate Shin Harin.
Maybe that’s why I feel like I can be honest with her heart.
“Haap…”
I was able to examine her face more relaxedly than I did the first time as I sucked on her nipple of her, being careful not to brush my teeth against her nipple of her.
A pink blush is emerging on her face, which was expressionless enough to make you wonder if it is her, her doll, her.
Can’t it be… Isn’t it?
“…Black…”
It must have been something like slightly licking her areola her while moving her tongue her to force the milk from her mouth down her throat her.
With only that much stimulation, Shin Harin made a strange sound and her body trembled.
Both of her eyes her widened.
She didn’t hold her grudge against her personally, but she was a little silly.
She feels it with her breasts while feeding her breasts her to her own sex.
Even her calm breath her is slightly excited, and her eyes her looking down at me somehow simmer with her anguish her.
In response to that abnormal reaction, I carefully received and ate the rest of the breast milk, avoiding the same mistake as much as possible.
In fact, it was so uncomfortable that her breast milk was on top of it, so she quickly opened her mouth while feeling a little lacking.
Where else can you find such an awkward situation?
“Cheer, cuckoo. I really enjoyed the meal. Uh…Mom.”
“Okay. That’s fortunate.”
Shin Harin loosens the handcuffs on my wrists and ankles when I cough for no reason.
I had a wish that if someone would come here, she would continue to come.
At least she doesn’t hurt or hurt me.
-Rattle
“Looks like you two were having a good time.”
As if he didn’t like my momentary peace, Yu-chan appeared.
He managed to create a smile while hiding his contemptuous expression of her as much as possible.
I don’t know if it went well, but how is it?
“You’ve been there. Dad.”
“Okay.”
Look at that satisfied face. Because you’re a really disgusting person.
It makes me want to run over and kick some balls right now.
His expression his, which was about to become ferocious naturally, was released on its own.
It was because his eyes were fixed on what he was carrying.
“That, what is that?”
It was a large custard pudding on a dessert plate.
Even though it’s quite a distance, the sweet smell keeps stimulating my nose.
“It’s a gift prepared because our Maria seems to listen well and stay calm.”
There was a ritual that I do not miss when I usually read.
Sugar supplement.
As much as suffering from congenital low blood pressure, endless chocolate and candy were not simple favorite foods, but supplements for a pleasant life.
While I was confined here, I could not consume any of these things, so my sugar deficiency had already reached its limit.
All of a sudden, this person started to look pretty good.
Don’t you have a sense of your own?
“How did you make it on your own?”
True to his promise, the pudding on the dessert plate was as straight and pretty as if it were made in a store.
Brown caramel cream decorates the gelatin craftwork, which is yellow and tangy like forsythia flowers in spring.
“What can I do?”
However, from experience so far, he always asked for a price when he did something.
There is no way to provide such good conditions for free.
“You just have to eat it.”
“Really? Didn’t you put something strange in it?”
“Cute.”
“Wow! Really? Did Momo go into Maria Pudding?”
Whoa.
It’s so hard to eat and live.
“Danish fresh cream, egg yolk, milk and sugar, vanilla beans and gelatin are all carefully selected and put in. It is a taste that can only be tasted in a hotel lounge.”
Hate people, but don’t hate pudding.
No matter how much Yu-chan is a garbage man, even his pudding his wasn’t bad.
I glanced at him and raised a silver spoon.
“I will enjoy this food. Dad.”
Is it because you called me daddy? Do you really eat
Use a spoon to scoop out the top of the caramel syrup-covered pudding very lightly.
An impossibly soft touch transmitted through the handle of the spoon.
When my mouth was already salivating, Yu-chan stopped me.
“For a moment.”
“Ah… I haven’t even had a bite yet…”
Isn’t it humanly necessary to eat a mouthful and dry it?
“I forgot something.”
Searching through his pocket his, he pulled out an ampoule full of white liquid.
No matter how I looked at it, it didn’t look like a special seasoning…
And when he twisted open the cap of the ampoule, he drizzled the jelly-like liquid all over my beautiful pudding.
I was able to identify the identity of the liquid.
There is no other liquid with this level of viscosity and a thick scent of chestnut flowers.
It was probably Yoo-chan’s semen.
“I’m afraid you’ll get bored if you just eat it. I added syrup that Miss Maria might like. It will be fresh because Harin pulled it out with her pussy earlier and refrigerated it.”
I looked down at the messy pudding with trembling eyes.
The thick semen, thick enough to clump together, was sprinkled on the pudding without any gaps.
“What are you doing? Come on, don’t eat.”
I don’t know why, but I looked reflexively at Shin Harin.
Maybe she wanted her to stand up for me.
Stupidly.
“Okay, let’s eat well… “
It is dangerous to go against his word her.
In response to Shin Harin’s advice her, I raised her spoon again with trembling hands.
