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EP.16: The Horny Married Woman and a Serious Match (♥︎)
—Snap—
"I won't admit it. I'm not that kind of cheap woman. I'll never spread my legs for you."
Han-yeoul denied it with a determined gaze. It seemed she couldn't compromise her last shred of dignity, even in a dream.
This was Han-yeoul's identity. She wanted to be a queen while also desiring BDSM play, a duality where her body craved affection but her mouth refused to admit it.
"I like it this way. If it's too easy, it's not fun. Let's see which is stronger, her instinct as a slut or her pride."
I continued her training, holding the whip. I slapped her buttocks sharply and, when she became sensitive enough, inevitably inserted my fingers.
I explored her wet flesh, touching the most pleasurable spots mercilessly. Whenever Han-yeoul stiffened and signaled she was about to climax, I stopped my fingers without hesitation.
This was repeated over and over. After whipping her, I teased her with my fingers, stopping just before she reached orgasm. This cycle repeated about seven times, until veins began to bulge on her forehead. She glared at me with a mix of anger and resentment.
< Ugh! How long are you going to tease me? >
< Why not rub your penis against me like last time? >
< You're also really turned on, aren't you? >
Indeed, my arousal remained constant. Her beautiful vagina and her heated breathing right next to me made it impossible not to stay erect.
However, a gentleman must sometimes endure for the greater good. I focused solely on her training, suppressing my own desires.
"What's wrong? Do you have something to say?"
"..."
"If not, let's start again."
"Wait, just a moment!"
She stopped me as I was about to continue the orgasm torture. She questioned me with a hint of logic.
"This is... isn't this a cowardly method? What's the point of teasing me like this? Does it make sense to get an answer by tormenting me? Is that what you want?"
Her argument was surprisingly reasonable.
"Hmm, you're not wrong. A fake answer has no meaning."
My response made her face brighten momentarily.
"Yes, you're right. That's not what you want. So, let's stop this..."
"I see. I was wrong. I thought removing a traveler's clothes was like the wind, but it was the sun."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Han-yeoul, you're the kind of woman who collapses not from torment but from neglect. I approached you the wrong way."
—Startled—
She was taken aback, her eyes trembling. She had expected the torture to lead to intense sex, but instead, I stopped.
< What's going on? You're stopping now after teasing me so much? >
< I've compromised a lot; shouldn't you give in a bit? >
< Ugh! Why don't I just take charge? It doesn't matter since this is a dream! >
However, she refused to take the initiative.
< No, I won't be the one to start. >
< Teacher Kang, you must be the one to take me first. >
< I won't beg for anything before that! >
It seemed she wanted to maintain control over the sexual encounter, possibly due to her innate pride. A woman who had always been superior couldn't bow down just for sex.
I found her stubbornness intriguing. Despite being so aroused, she refused to yield.
Her determined gaze sparked a competitive spirit in me.
"I like your gaze. Good. You won't yield to me, will you? If I take you without making you surrender, it's my loss. I'll make you submit properly."
"Ha! You can do it? Teacher Kang, you've excited me, and you have some manly qualities. But you're not enough to make me fall for you. You can't treat a woman just with force."
She taunted me with a sly smile. I decided to accept her challenge.
Sex was always an option, but I wanted to see her beg sincerely.
"Alright, it's fun. You can't have me just by teasing me."
"Of course. I'll eventually give in. But if you come at me first, I'll pretend to resist. Then, we can both enjoy it."
"..."
"I won't give in. I have pride too. Until you hear me beg to put it in, I won't take the initiative."
< What's going on? You're not going to do it? >
< Isn't it obvious you should be the one to take me? >
"... Are you okay? Your thing seems about to burst."
"I can endure this much. I'm not like some slut in heat."
She was frantic, trying to make sense of the situation. All she could do was provoke and tease me.
"... Try it. Will those words come out of my mouth? If I had begged, you might have considered it out of pity."
She pretended to be confident, but her anxiety was evident.
< Oh no! What do I do now? It looks like he's serious. >
< Will we really just wait endlessly? >
< No way. Teacher Kang can't hold out. >
< It seems like Teacher Kang is completely smitten with me. >
< He'll definitely jump on me like a monkey soon! >
< If he does, I'll just pretend to lose and we can both win. >
< Teacher Kang! Please stop being so proud and let me do it well! >
Her inner thoughts were absurd. She genuinely believed I was being stubborn.
"Ha! Who's talking about pride? You think I'm being stubborn?"
She was puzzled, thinking I was being obstinate. It was incomprehensible to her that the man should yield.
"Really, she's a queen. The word can encompass both a masochist and a queen."
I responded with a calm smile. This was an inevitable process. It was necessary to clarify her position once.
I tidied her dress and put away the whip and massage oil. As I untied the necktie binding her hands, her expression turned bewildered.
< Is this real? Are you really leaving me like this? >
< What about me? I've been teased endlessly! >
Her eyes filled with anger and resentment, and her emotions transformed into venom.
< Teacher Kang! You're really mistaken! >
< I was willing to do whatever you asked, but you're doing this? >
< You're missing a huge opportunity! >
She had forgotten this was a dream and genuinely felt disappointed in me.
I ignored her and moved on to the next phase. Han-yeoul wouldn't yield her pride so easily.
I decided to masturbate openly in front of her to provoke her further. Luckily, my phone was still in my briefcase.
I opened a hidden folder and found some emergency porn videos. I chose one with an actress who resembled Han-yeoul, though not as beautiful.
As the video played, Han-yeoul glanced over, having retreated to the opposite corner.
I began unbuttoning my shirt, not just to masturbate but to excite her.
The sight of my muscles and the bulge in my pants was quite stimulating.
However, she wouldn't masturbate due to pride. Doing so in front of me would be a defeat.
—Zipper sound—
As my pants zipper slowly came down, a gulping sound echoed from her side.
She watched me like a starving cat.
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