Chapter 52 – 17. Shallow Misunderstanding, Corporal Punishment Sex
If.
How would you feel if you unintentionally stepped into a brothel?
Even a person who lives a debauched life will be embarrassed at first.
Because it is a space of darkness itself, far from ordinary.
Also, how would you feel if you met your lover at that brothel?
Because the lover spends every night with him, the possibility of a whole mess of ‘working at night without the man knowing’ converges to zero, and what if, as soon as he sees me, he opens his eyes wide as if he sees the world falling apart?
No matter how innocent you are, you will think, ‘I’m screwed.’
Yes.
I’m screwed now.
“…”
“…”
“…”
In the middle of the brothel street.
I am facing Perry and Chloe, who are standing a little away.
Vivian’s eyes are so wide that I can tell even from a distance, and Chloe has a similar expression.
Looking at those two people, I froze.
A dizzying situation that leaves your mouth dry.
-Tuk.
What brought me to my senses was the sight of the paper bag in Chloe’s one arm falling down.
I ran to them both, stood face to face and spoke hurriedly.
“Sister, Chloe. I know what the two of you are thinking right now, and you know that there’s plenty of room for misunderstanding, right? But no. I got lost on the way back and came here by chance. Oh, really…”
I was clearly innocent, but I trailed off because my words sounded like excuses.
“…”
“…”
The sad gaze of the two of them looking at me was stinging.
“…”
And then Chloe silently looks down.
“… Yes! Ah, I know… Well, I mean… Go, let’s go… Quickly…”
Bibina somehow managed to smile and hold on to my sleeve, with eyes that looked like they were about to burst into tears at any moment.
Their reaction made me feel like I had to kneel right away.
A situation where the words “Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely” Have reached our lips.
However, just by looking at it, I could feel that the attention of those around us was focused on us, who were the cause of chaos, so I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud. I just nod my head at Vivina’s words.
On the way back home like that.
The three of us said nothing. Almost for the first time.
* * *
Mansion.
A late night bedroom where everyone would normally be gathered together and cuddling.
There is a heavy silence today.
“…”
Chloe was sitting curled up on the sofa in the corner of the room, looking sullen as if her soul had escaped.
“…”
Not knowing what to do, I just sat down on the bed and gulped dry saliva.
“…”
Bibina is sitting right behind me.
Instead of the owner grooming me all the time because I love him so much, he desperately grabbed the hem of my clothes like he used to do when I suffered from separation anxiety.
‘Soo, I can’t breathe…’
I couldn’t breathe because I felt like I had become a terrible person.
In reality, far from being bad, I did something worthy of praise for enduring the blatant temptation of a crazy lewd goddess to the end… No, I guess that’s not a compliment… Anyway…
‘Driving me crazy. Really…’
It would be better if they both asked why they went to that place and got angry and said, ‘You cheated on us?!’
Then I would have proudly said that I never went there on purpose.
Then, if the situation arises, you can pray that you will never go near that place again, even if by mistake, and if you feel a little relaxed, you can joke around and lighten the mood.
Since they obeyed me without a fight, which is common between lovers, I can give them the right to wish as many times as I want. You both need to cheer up a bit.
The problem is that the ‘obedience’ of the two is not at that level.
Although it has improved these days due to the peaceful daily routine, the affection they feel for me is fundamentally pathological. When you say you have a disease, that disease.
Bibina is extremely dependent, has separation anxiety, and is blindly obedient due to the fear of being abandoned by me.
It’s much better these days, but it’s by no means completely cured. In fact, it got worse when I only looked at ‘obedience’.
Chloe suffered from an addiction to masturbation to relieve the phantom limb pain she felt in her missing arm, and to relieve the depression that followed, she begged to be accepted as her concubine.
Moreover, if you listen to the self-deprecating jokes he makes from time to time these days, it is clear that he feels guilty for interfering between me and Bibina.
There’s no way those two could be mad at me for hanging out at a brothel.
In particular, Bibina heard, ‘Some white-haired, red-eyed fortune-teller told me that if I don’t form a harem, all the women will die!’ And she said, ‘Well, I’ll take care of it then! Because she was the woman who said, ‘Yeah…!’ Even more so.
‘I expected it would be like this, and it would be like this. Goddess. That fucking bitch…’
Just wait for the anger to build up towards the goddess who must be giggling somewhere watching the current situation.
I realized that me whining like this would make her crazy bitch more fun.
And I was completely taken by the sight of Chloe’s one-armed arm, which was hugging her knee, wrapping around her shoulder.
Yes.
If I hesitate like this, I will say to Bibi and Chloe, ‘I’m sorry. It’s no different from saying, ‘I can’t resist the temptation to get lucky.’
Let’s resolve any misunderstandings calmly, even if it means coming out strong.
With that determination in mind, I opened my mouth.
“Well, aren’t you two eating? “Can I do something for you…?”
“”…””
The two have no answer.
“… I’m going to starve today.”
Soon Chloe answered quietly.
“… Peh, would you like to just prepare the food separately for the ferry…?”
Vivina also answered. In a sullen voice that seemed to have been barely managed to pretend to be okay.
I was out of breath again.
First, I tried to calmly resolve the misunderstanding, but it was no easy task. This is.
A moment of worry.
Eventually, I got out of bed.
Then he walked up to Chloe, hugged her in the crouching position, and lifted her up.
Chloe, who was in my arms, didn’t resist at all, as if it was her natural, and I moved her to her bed and placed her next to me.
The two sat side by side on the bed.
I sat down in front of them and said.
“I really didn’t go. “I really took a wrong turn without realizing it.”
“… Ah, I know.”
Bibina answers in a whisper.
I immediately asked back.
“You don’t believe it.”
“… Oh, no.”
“I have doubts, but I believe it because I don’t want to doubt. “Isn’t that what you think?”
“…”
Bibina can’t answer.
In fact, it was a silent affirmation.
Even if you ask Chloe, who is looking down and sticking out her lips, you will definitely get the same answer…
“… Just the two of us aren’t enough.”
… A different answer came back.
A sentence using the meaningful word ‘lack’.
The meaning of the word ‘lack’ seems somehow familiar.
But I pretended not to know and asked back.
“Well, what’s lacking…”
“Because my sister and I aren’t enough. “Didn’t you go secretly?”
“… Well, what is it?”
“… Relieving sexual desire.”
“…”
Just for a moment, I am speechless as I recall the image of myself getting erected numerous times today by the temptation of the goddess, and almost falling over if I had had 5 more seconds.
I thought it was an unspoken affirmation if I stayed like this, so I played it off.
“W-what are you talking about… You two do it every day. It also suits my taste…”
“Both of us get tired quickly and pass out. In the end, you put up with it.”
“… How can you know that when you faint? And no matter how much I do, if I do that much…”
“Because of my work, I only do a little bit and on the days when I’m done, I sneak out to the bathroom by myself. “I saw it every time I woke up in the early morning to pee.”
“… Well, that only happens on days like that. On days when I do a lot, even if I faint, I keep going…”
“…”
“… Ha, you do.”
A situation where he admits that he is a piece of trash who keeps fucking the woman regardless of whether she faints or not.
Of course, I felt a sense of shame.
And Chloe’s next words deepened the sense of self-destruction even further.
“I don’t do it. Then, when it seems like my sister and I can’t hold on because it’s really the limit, she stops. We somehow managed to endure it while it was cumming on our bodies and faces. You eventually leave the room. I’m afraid it might attack again.”
“…”
‘How could you do that…!’ She had difficulty swallowing the words that had reached her chin.
But is he also a former spy whose job was to spy on people?
Chloe continued speaking as if she had read my inner thoughts.
“When one partner faints and then joins the other. You can see because the one who fainted first wakes up when the other one also faints. When she wakes up, she yells at me and I can’t move… I thought she would feel sorry if I said it again, so she promised me… Not to talk about it…”
“…”
Because it’s so frustrating. Didn’t you go? Because we have to care. “I’m going to buy a girl I don’t have to worry about and just go crazy.”
“… Oh, no.”
“… Tell me honestly. No matter how much you get lost on the way from the academy to the mansion, I know it’s not easy to stay there… I’ll try harder… So… Don’t go there… I don’t want you going there…”
Chloe’s words ended with her head completely lowered.
“Yes, that’s right. Perry… Ah, from now on… It’s definitely hard for me. Ah, I won’t… No, I’ll definitely…! I’ll hold on until the end… ㄸ, again… S, I’ll be fine even if you bring a new woman… So… Don’t… Go… To the brothel… “
Even Bibi and I were crying, shaking her lips and hands.
I lost my mind.
What is it?
It wasn’t my intention, so I was planning on clearing up any misunderstandings by speaking up.
By the way.
What can I say?
I feel like a real sinner.
I feel like I’ve become a real piece of nuclear waste for making the women I love say that I won’t blame them for going to a brothel and begging them not to go there because they will try harder.
Is this the best bet or something?
No, there’s no way these two would have calculated something like that.
So is it my fault…?
Confused mind.
In the end, I…
“I really didn’t go…”
I had no choice but to kneel.
There’s no need to say it’s not my fault or anything, I’m truly sorry.
“I know it’s not trustworthy… But I really didn’t go… Really. Really… So don’t cry… From now on I won’t go near a brothel or get horny… I’ll try my best to hold back… I’m sorry for making you doubt…”
“… Oh, no! Oh, actually, my older sister is more beautiful…! Sorry…! Mo, for not trusting me. Hmm…”
Bibina hurriedly approaches me with my head down and hugs me, comforting me.
I hesitantly placed my hand on her back and stroked it carefully.
“Don’t go near that… I’m sorry. Hmm…”
Chloe said, rubbing her wet eyes with her one-armed hand and eating her nose.
