I don’t particularly enjoy watching won in pain. I’m not even really interested in training them yet.
But because of my position, weird ones are bound to get attached to , and sotis, to educate the cocky ones, sexual pain and humiliation might be necessary.
That said, if the sexual domination trait automatically causes pleasure, then that could cause a bit of an issue.
Sure, it might inflict psychological trauma akin to “feeling pleasure while being raped,” but I also believe that physical pain itself can be extrely effective.
‘But separate from all that, she really was like a damn rock, huh. Do Yoon-ah.’
Yoon-ah was asleep with her legs spread out like a frog.
Even though she was asleep, the exhaustion was all over her face, and it weirdly turned on.
Of course, she didn’t feel anything when I just shoved it in, but even afterward, when I tried to pleasure her with so care, she still didn’t react.
It was only after I used every bit of knowledge and effort I had that she started to feel sothing, and even that — in my view — was originally sothing she wouldn’t have felt at all.
The sexual domination trait must’ve amplified that faint flicker of pleasure into sothing she could register as actually “feeling it.”
If it weren’t for that, there would’ve been no fucking chance.
‘Even after using the trait to make her feel sothing, that’s all I got... Just how much of a damn rock is she?’
Is there any hope for improvent?
Girls like her are good for a one-ti thing — when you’re only thinking about their face or body while fucking — but you get bored of them pretty fast.
If she were fully frigid, that’d be its own kind of fetish and might actually turn on in a different way, but she’s not even that...
In the end, she’s destined to be just a side dish I pull out once in a while when I happen to think of her.
‘Should I try raising her?’
That thought crossed my mind.
If I could make this doll-like bitch able to feel sothing with my technique, then maybe there’s no woman I couldn’t conquer.
And I’ve got plenty of coaches, don’t I?
I’ve got Jung Ga-in, and there’s also Do Yoon-jung and Yang Soyu — so truly stellar technicians(?) on my side.
They’re all used-up sluts, so I’m sure they could tell exactly what kinds of points make a woman feel good.
‘Judging by how our family is built, in the end, conquering won is the only way to get everything I want.’
Setting Grandpa aside, the rest are all won.
They all look at favorably, and with Go Min-young—Go Minji, we’re insanely compatible in bed, but I can’t just get complacent with that.
I’ve got to keep improving myself.
These people probably have wealth well beyond the trillions — probably up in the quadrillions. It’s aningless for to go around saying I’ll build so company of X size or whatever.
What they’ll actually like are things they can enjoy with — things like an ecstatic sexual experience they can’t have anywhere else.
So if I use this stone-faced chick to hone my skills, then it’s a win-win — good for my aunties, good for .
‘The sexual domination trait amplifies pleasure. If I can give even more pleasure, then the amplification will be even greater. In the end, she’ll beco a woman who can’t escape from .’
Yeah.
I’ve decided.
Starting today, Do Yoon-ah is my training dummy — my project itself.
I’ll call it the “Do Yoon-ah Slut Project.”
“Thank you for your hard work, Master.”
When I stepped out of the room, Soo-ah greeted .
“Put Do Yoon-jung and Yang Soyu in the cockpen for now. I’m going to have them draft a sex education curriculum for the cockpen girls along with Jung Ga-in. Just letting you know.”
“Yes, understood.”
“Do Yoon-ah has a daughter too. For now, she’s also going in the cockpen. But she’s a special case.”
“Excuse ? A special case?”
“She’s a rock. Doesn’t react easily. Perfect for training.”
“Ah... training. I see. Understood.”
Soo-ah, now used to my deranged words, didn’t argue.
She only asks when she truly doesn’t get it or when she’s genuinely curious.
‘Once I properly conquer Do Yoon-ah, Soo-ah’s probably gonna lose her mind too, huh?’
I’m kinda looking forward to what kind of face she’ll make when that happens.
“Mmm. I might’ve overdone it at lunch.”
The current ti was 1:37 PM.
That post-lunch hour when people are usually enjoying dessert.
But I had been so focused on sex that I didn’t even eat.
“...It’s fine to skip one al, right?”
There’s way too much on my schedule to waste ti eating leisurely.
Just the big nas I can rember off the top of my head include Kang Hye-young, Min Ji-ah, and Min Ye-seul.
Even if I only spend a little ti with each of them, the whole day could be gone.
The problem is, that’s not even the end of today’s schedule.
I still don’t have much political power. And if I want to find the right people, I need to recruit folks I can send into the political world under my control.
And there’s no better mont to do that than today.
All the top-tier elites of Incheon are gathering — it’s the perfect venue.
If I miss today, things could get a lot more complicated.
“Figured you might, so I brought this.”
“Oh?”
Soo-ah pulled out two rolled-up gimbap from her bag.
It looked like she’d brought them on purpose so I could eat while on the move.
“Did you eat?”
“Yes, I ate sothing simple.”
“Good. Nice work.”
I patted her on the shoulder and pulled out the gimbap to eat.
Even travel ti is too valuable to waste.
It seed like Kang Hye-young had co at the command of Go Min-young.
The mont she saw , she projected a massive hologram screen and connected a video call with Go Min-young.
Up to that point, I just figured, Okay, whatever.
But what ca after was truly shocking.
While casually chatting with Go Min-young, we exchanged updates, talked about the district heads and various other topics—just natural conversation that slowly set the mood.
The problem was... it felt kind of wrong to do it with Kang Hye-young while Go Min-young was watching.
But apparently, the two of them didn’t care in the slightest.
Kang Hye-young stripped without saying a word, then started undressing too.
And then—on the screen—Go Min-young took off her clothes as well.
‘What the hell is this.’
Just as I was feeling dumbfounded, Go Min-young left with one line:
“Think of Kang Hye-young’s body as my body.”
No, but seriously—how the hell is that supposed to work...?
And on top of that, she’s watching from the screen in real ti?
But the misunderstanding ca from the fact that I didn’t grasp what Go Min-young actually ant.
On-screen, Go Min-young stripped completely, then suddenly put on so weird VR-looking device.
What the hell is that?
And then—what followed shocked to my core.
I casually grabbed Kang Hye-young’s breast... and both of them moaned at the sa ti.
“Huuh...!”
– Huuh...!
“...?”
I had clearly grabbed Kang Hye-young’s chest, but not only did she moan, even Go Min-young moaned.
Sa when I touched elsewhere.
When I slipped my fingers into her pussy, Go Min-young, on the screen, curled her legs and let out a gasp.
“Holy shit, what is this...?”
‘No... no way... Sensory sharing...??’
I was so shocked I couldn’t even speak.
Sending her chief of staff in her place made sense, but she actually shared sensation?
It’s insane enough that such technology even exists—
but using it like this? I’m just speechless.
Apparently, Go Min-young figured she should explain.
– Still... so warm. Your touch, Muyeol, is still just as warm.
“You... You can actually feel it?”
– This is a new technology that just passed internal testing.
A’s neural signals are received exactly as they are and transmitted directly to B.
The detailed chanism is complicated, but to put it simply... it lets both feel the sa thing....
“My god.”
– Of course, it does require implanting relays in thousands of spots across A’s nervous system and injecting nanobots and all that, but... the results make it worth the investnt.
A must be Kang Hye-young, right?
Given how complicated the tech is and how it’s only just passed testing, there’s got to be significant risk involved...
No way Go Min-young would’ve done that to her own body, surely...
“You don’t have to be concerned about , Young Master.”
– That’s right. Look at now. And for the record, I’m watching you through Hye-young’s eyes.
“...Shit.”
It shares vision too?
What the hell did these people create...?
And they’re using it for nothing more than remote sex???
– Right now, it’s still in the developntal stage so this is the extent of it...
But eventually, I’ll even be able to speak through Hye-young’s mouth.
“...”
So theoretically...
They’re saying body possession is basically possible?
Wow.
No wonder the ga’s lore says Koryo Group is the root of all evil.
Just what kind of insane shit are they pulling behind the scenes?
If even I, the group’s sole heir, don’t know about this—then really...
‘Or... maybe not? I guess it’s not quite body-snatching since Hye-young’s consciousness is still intact.
So maybe it’s just a high-level surveillance system...’
Either way, it’s a damn creepy piece of tech.
– Now then. Look at . And ravage . Like always.
While I was busy enjoying a threeso that was and wasn’t a threeso, it sohow got way past dinnerti.
If it had just been Kang Hye-young, I might’ve been able to slip out at so point,
but how the hell was I supposed to back out when Go Min-young herself had jumped in?
I had no choice but to devote myself wholeheartedly to serve her.
The only reason I managed to leave in the evening at all was thanks to the natural break called “dinner.”
Go Min-young let go—but she was clearly radiating disappointnt as she did.
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