Chapter 184 - Chapter 180: Episode 178 - The Happiness of Two (Final)
Two months had passed since that day.
Yu-rin was sentenced to life in prison after the court judged her crimes of stalking and attempted murder to be grave.
And Sophia was crying as she remembered what happened that day.
"Seon-ah... Lee Seon-ah... My husband..."
She was certain that if she hadn't made that mistake, Seon-ah would never have been hurt.
Lately, if she fell asleep early and woke up less than an hour later, she'd have nightmares and wake up gasping for air.
She kept thinking that if she hadn't let Seon-ah go alone, none of this would have happened.
If that were the case, the incident wouldn't have occurred at all.
She was still trapped in regret over something that had already passed.
Then she felt a touch beside her.
"I'm sorry, Sophia... I'm truly sorry..."
"Sob... Seon-ah, do you have any idea how scared I was?..."
"I wanted to save you... That's why I did it. Because losing you was more terrifying than anything else."
Seon-ah had managed to fix his own broken neck.
Using his healing ability while his neck was broken—that was something he'd done back when he first awakened.
But he hadn't used his healing ability in a while, so his timing had been off.
Because of that, he got to see Sophia's tear-streaked face right in front of him.
Maybe because it had traumatized her so deeply, even two months later, Sophia still woke up screaming from nightmares.
Staying by her side and calming her down was my way of making up for the mistake I'd made.
If I had to name my mistakes... there were two: letting Sophia get separated from me when I knew the stalker was out there, and throwing myself in harm's way to save her.
The first mistake was clearly on me, so I only felt sorry.
But if I had to do it all over again, I'd make the same second mistake in a heartbeat.
Because to save the woman I love, a man would throw himself into danger even if it meant dying.
And honestly, part of me was happy that I'd finally shown Sophia that side of me—the manly side I'd never gotten to show in my past life.
"It's okay, Sophia. I'll take care of you now."
Was it because she felt guilty about not protecting me?
Sophia had become more timid since that day.
Whenever she woke up from a nightmare like this, she'd frantically search for me. So every time, I'd hold her and remind her that I was still here.
'It was my fault, so I have to make it right...'
"Sophia, do you want a late-night snack? I'll make it for you."
Sophia nodded.
Seon-ah took her hand and led her to the living room.
Sophia watched his back and admired him.
The sight of him in an apron, cooking, had become a familiar comfort.
"Sophia, I think it turned out pretty well today. Do you want to try some?"
I'd lose track of time just watching him.
When the dish was ready, Sophia stopped staring at his back, smiled, and thanked him.
"Sophia, can you wake up Mom too? She's been so down ever since she stopped meeting Aunt Yu-ra. She needs to eat regularly..."
Yu-ra had cut off contact. She said that after seeing her daughter make the same mistake twice, and seeing Yu-rin in that restraint suit at the detention center, she couldn't bring herself to face our family anymore.
I couldn't stop thinking about Aunt Yu-ra, who was going through hell because of her daughter every time I remembered what happened.
When Sophia went to wake Min-ah and brought her out, the three of them gathered around the table again.
"We'll eat well."
But Sophia's wish didn't come true.
By the time morning rolled around, the late-night snack Seon-ah had made ended up in Yena's stomach instead of Sophia's.
"It's really delicious, Father. It would have been really great if Mother had eaten this too, it's such a shame, isn't it? Hehehe."
From the change in her tone, it was definitely Yena.
[Ah... No, I should have eaten it quickly... It's food Seon-ah made for me. Don't eat it, Yena... I'll put it in the refrigerator and eat it all tomorrow myself.]
"I don't want to, Mother. That's why you should have set the time slot for using the body to the morning when you made the contract with me. Blehh~"
Yena, who seemed to be talking to herself, was clearly teasing Sophia.
[Aaaack! So annoying!]
Min-ah and Seon-ah chuckled at the sight of Yena and Sophia putting on a show.
Seon-ah loved his life.
This happy, joyful daily life—it would last forever.
'Come to think of it, Miel said she wanted to see me around lunch today, right?'
Since the night had passed into morning, today was Saturday.
He checked the date and smiled, looking forward to the movie he'd promised to watch with both Sophia and Miel this afternoon.
Thinking he'd finally gotten his daily life back, Seon-ah felt genuinely happy.
And he prayed that this happiness would never end.
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Yu-rin, who had killed Sophia and gotten her hands on Seon-ah, was ecstatic with her current life.
Seon-ah's consciousness was hazy from the drugs, his eyes unfocused. But the fact that he'd even listen if she told him to throw away his life—seeing him so completely under her control made her ecstatic.
"Come here, Seon-ah... Hehehe... You're pretty today too... Yes, that's right..."
She stroked Seon-ah's swollen cock.
She'd stimulated him so much that his cock was beyond repair—even his healing ability couldn't fix the damage.
"Now, let's have a taste of our good boy Seon-ah's cock... Will you spread your legs for me?"
At first he'd resisted fiercely, and she'd had to threaten him with her fist to get him to spread his legs. But now, all she had to do was say the word and he'd open up and offer his cock to her.
Because of that, his red, swollen cock would slide against my inner walls at just the right temperature when I took it inside me.
"Nngh..."
"Seon-ah, doesn't it feel better than Sophia... or Aunt Min-ah?... Doesn't it feel better inside me than Miel, Bianca, or anyone else?"
"Ngh... Yes... That's right... Nngh... Yu-rin... Ngh!... Your pussy is the best..."
To train him, she compared herself to everyone he'd ever been with.
At first, to resist me, he'd said my pussy was worse than Sophia's, lousier than Miel's, acting like he couldn't feel anything. But after I choked him and rode him until he came, he broke down crying and surrendered.
He was completely my sex slave now.
"Nngh! I'm coming..."
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She'd trained him to say things you'd only hear in porn when he was about to cum. Seon-ah trembled as he shot his load inside me.
It was cute how he'd tremble and hug me tight from the pleasure.
"Please, be gentle today... My cock hurts so much... Please... I'm begging you..."
Seeing him cling to me and beg only excited me more. It fed my sadism.
So I moved faster, trying to milk more cum out of his cock.
"Haaack! Hnng! Aaah! Aaaaaagh!"
When his moans started turning into screams, I choked him, making his cock even harder.
Then his grip slackened, and his upper body fell back onto the bed.
"You lewd bastard... You say stop, but your cock is standing at full attention. Not very convincing, is it? Clearly you want to be punished."
I kept thrusting until his body gave out. Even though he'd just cum, liquid squelched out of his cock with every movement.
How lewd could Seon-ah be, staying hard even after passing out?
A woman's duty isn't to refuse a hard cock.
So I kept raping him for hours, until his dick couldn't get hard anymore.
When his dick finally stopped responding, I got off him.
The bed was soaked—my juices and his cum everywhere.
Same for Seon-ah's body.
The white liquid coating his cock reminded me of a cream pie.
Seeing that mess made me want to go again.
So to get him hard again, I pulled out his special toy from the drawer and prepared to insert it into his secret hole.
Seon-ah's eyes, which had rolled back, snapped back into focus like a car engine turning over when I inserted the key.
He screamed and gasped, eyes losing focus again, but his cock started to rise.
"Since you always make a fuss, I have no choice. You know this, so if you just got hard faster, this wouldn't happen, right?"
I grabbed his swollen cock and sank down on it again.
Seon-ah gasped like he was on his last breath from the prostate stimulation, but I knew it was just an act.
So I didn't let up and kept milking him.
Hours later.
His body, which had been trembling even after he passed out, finally went still.
He was completely unconscious.
His cock, wrung dry, wouldn't get hard no matter how much I stimulated his prostate.
But when I saw a little cum still leaking out, I thought I could get more, so I tried with my hand.
Seeing the cum dribble out, I swallowed it with my mouth and sucked out every last drop from his urethra.
Now that I was done playing, I just had to wash him and attach a high-powered vibrating rotor to his dick so it would keep stimulating him until the next time I used him.
With that thought, I hugged him and carried him to the bathroom.
Of course, while washing him, I rubbed his swollen cock roughly to check if there was any more cum hidden inside, but not a single drop came out.
After drying him off, I took out the toy to attach to his cock.
It was a pink vibrator.
The first time I used it on him, he'd scream that his cock was ringing and come awake thrashing. But now he was so used to it that he stayed passed out.
I was already looking forward to hearing his faint moans in the morning when he'd try to endure it and spread his legs again.
Finally, I changed the sheets and hugged his body.
I attached the vibrator to his cock, set it to max, and fell asleep to the whirring sound.
The prison guard watched that crazy woman's antics again today, completely baffled.
A woman jerking off like a maniac.
The sight of her staring at the empty air beside her, calling the name 'Seon-ah'—presumably her imaginary husband—and pleasuring herself with her hands was too bizarre.
Prisoner Number 3748.
The crime was stalking and attempted murder.
She was a woman named Park Yu-rin.
That woman, her arms bound in a restraint suit, was dry-humping her bed, thrusting her hips like she was fucking an invisible man.
"That bitch is doing that again..."
Another guard saw Yu-rin and spat out in disgust.
"How many hours has she been humping the air like that? If there was actually a man under that bitch, he'd be dead by now."
"Tell me about it... Thank god she wasn't arrested for rape. If her victim had been real, they'd be dead a hundred times over."
The guard stopped paying attention to her.
He just watched her fuck her imaginary husband day after day and felt relieved it wasn't real.