Chapter 21 – Episode 21 – [Side Story] Han Mi-Jeong (4)
After hearing his son explain the academy’s system, I was dumbfounded. What on earth is he talking about? It was absurd that such a place existed, but it was also absurd that my son wanted to send me to such a place. So, are you telling this mother to become a sex slave for other children?
Mr. Yoon-gyu asked where he heard about that academy. Sehwan said he heard about it from a senior at school. Not long ago, while the two were drinking, Se-hwan was having a hard time because he failed the college entrance exam, so the senior told him about the academy he went to. Since Mr. Yoon-gyu did not know what kind of place it was yet, he ended the conversation by saying that he would find out more on his own. After the meal, Yun-gyu went into the room, and I was washing dishes in the kitchen when someone grabbed my shoulder. I was startled and turned around to see that it was my son. I was still upset and just did the dishes in silence. How much humiliation have I suffered for my sake? Are you going to sell your baby?
“Mom, I can’t live like my father.”
He felt like his heart was sinking at his son’s words.
“Back in the day, when my mom sold alcohol at a snack bar, I went in front of it sometimes. When I stood in front of the shutter door, I could hear everything coming from inside. That day, when the loan sharks came into the house, I kept pretending to faint, but in fact, I came to my senses in the middle of it. I saw what was done to my mother right in front of my eyes, and I know how I am being treated by Uncle Yoon-gyu. I could never give that kind of life to my wife and children, and I will never take it from them. There’s only one thing, just mom… Just mom…”
Sehwan could not continue speaking and entered the room.
Is that so… I was my son’s mother, not my son’s woman. My son was trying to sacrifice me, his mother, for himself and for his future wife and children. Sehwan has changed. I wasn’t that kind of kid to begin with. But he had to change, and it was all our fault as parents.
Some time later, while we were having sex in bed, Mr. Yoon-gyu said. He said that he had looked into the academy and that what Se-hwan said seemed to be true. He suggested sending Sehwan to that academy.
“If you and Sehwan do well there and bring back good results, I will put Sehwan on the family register.”
“Really?”
I shouted in surprise. That was the only reason why I listened to all his requests every day, licked when he wanted to, and opened when he wanted to. He wanted to ensure that his son could inherit his property.
“Really. Sehwan will have a lot of connections there. Of course, it will be important for Sehwan to get into the school he wants. And in order for Sehwan to properly build connections, you will have to entertain them properly.”
And a few days later, the three of us headed to the academy for an interview. Yun-gyu and I were guided to a different place than Se-hwan, and there was a man there.
“Hello, I am Yoo Jin-hyung, the director of this MF Academy.”
He was probably 190 cm tall and overweight, and was the tallest person I had ever seen in my life. He greeted me in a voice that sounded like it was coming from a cave, and sat across from the sofa where Yoon-gyu and I were sitting. And then we started introducing the academy’s system. These were things I already knew from Se-hwan and Yoon-gyu.
“This is a place where relationships are made. It is a place where people with great power, people with the power to move a country, make relationships. In fact, there are many places other than academies, but this is just one of them. I am the director. But I am also just a worker. If we work hard, they will help us. Of course, this relationship is not something that can be revealed on the surface. Although there are people who are vassals, most of them are just employees, and they are no longer with you. However, vassals are different because they are like servants or servants, but they are not related by blood. This is where you need to make that connection.”
“What exactly do I need to do?”
I knew everything, but I asked to confirm.
“It’s not difficult. It’s something a woman can do best. Looking at your mother’s face, I’m sure she’ll do it very well.”
I looked at Yun-gyu’s side face. He was flushed red from excitement. How would her husband react now? He was an incompetent person, but he truly loved me.
“The choice is yours and your son’s. But first, we need to hear your parents’ answer here. We are telling you many secrets, too. Of course, talking about this somewhere else would not be of much use.”
Then he brought a camera and placed it on the table.
“If your parents agree to send your son to our academy, I will take over your mother’s body right here and now. Your father can take a picture of it with this.”
Mr. Yoongyu looked at my face and nodded his head. He didn’t have any worries. He was excited. Furthermore, he seemed to be begging me to quickly take it off and spread his legs.
Just like that, I was hugged by a man named Yoo Jin-hyung right in front of Mr. Yoon-gyu’s eyes. I poured everything I learned from dealing with countless men. Whenever I interacted with men, whether at a snack bar or a massage parlor, I observed and learned their reactions. I knew very well where and how I liked it. The points I liked were different for each man, but I could get a general idea about the man by looking at his eyes and touching a few spots.
Yun-gyu was so excited that he grabbed his camera and filmed the scene. Even through his pants, I could see his crotch bulging. In satisfying a man, not only the erogenous zones of the body but also the mental aspect were important. Each man had his own fantasy and special tendencies. There are things you can say to anyone, and there are things you can never say to anyone, and there are people like Yun-gyu who talk openly about things they can never say. When a man isn’t talking, he roughly looks at his personality and asks, “Do you want to hang out with your real mom?” “Do you like young kids?” “Do you want to do it with your daughter?” In this way, if I spoke up first, he would easily tell me about his tendencies. And all I have to do is play that role accordingly. In the case of Mr. Yoon-gyu, he had a perverse sexual desire for his biological mother, who was a famous actress, and after his marriage, he discovered that his son also had the same tendency. He secretly enjoyed substituting the relationship between himself and his mother for his son’s sexual desire for his wife, but her wife passed away young, and he was now using me and Se-hwan as a substitute.
After my relationship with the director ended, Yoon-gyu put down the camera and attacked me. The director was looking at us happily.
And a few days later, we received notification of acceptance, and we took our son to the academy. After my son went in, and I was waiting in the car, the housemaster came and guided me to another building. The room was big and clean. It was nothing compared to the house I lived in now, but it was better than any house I lived in with my husband until then. The housemaster explained in detail about life there. He must not refuse any request from anyone here, including instructors and students, and must not leave the room without permission, he said. He was friendly until he showed me to the room, but now he was treating me poorly. I kept saying that from now on I would be a slave. His name was Yu Chan-hyung. The director and I were brothers.
“Brother said your pussy tastes amazing. Let’s have a taste.”
Then he started taking my clothes off. He ripped the shirt without even unbuttoning it, causing the buttons to fall down on the floor. I had a rough idea of what this man liked, and I fully acted out the image of a woman being raped, covering her naked body with a horrified expression. Satisfied, he left the room, saying he would be a very good slave.
The next day, two middle-aged men came to the room. They said they were instructors at the academy. It is said that the order was decided by playing rock, paper, scissors. I fed them food, poured them drinks, caressed their bodies, and opened their holes. It was similar to selling my body at a snack bar. After that, instructors came alternately every day. I had some sort of regulars, and listening to what they had to say, I could tell that I was held in quite high esteem. It may be natural that they are my regulars, but considering the number of instructors teaching 150 people, the number of my regulars was quite large. They sometimes talked about other women, and the name ‘Jeong In-ae’ was often mentioned. I recognized her in her head as her rival.
Then one day, when I was trying to sleep past midnight, someone came into my room. She opened the door and saw that it was a woman. It was my first time coming here and seeing a woman. She was also quite pretty and full of sexiness, completely different from me. Suddenly, I wondered if this woman was Jeong In-ae.
She said the woman was quite drunk and that she was an instructor at this academy. She said her name was Yoon Ah-hyun.
