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🕑 Added 2025-05-04 01:35:40 +0000 UTCEP.64: Beyond the Magic Mirror
Ryu Ji-hye was crying in my arms.
She lifted her head slightly at my suggestion and asked with curiosity-filled eyes:
"... Are you saying you'll avenge me? How?"
"There are plenty of ways to take revenge. With her bound like that, you can do whatever you want. No one will know what happens here, and I'll pretend not to notice."
"... Do you mean hitting or tormenting her?"
"That could be one method, but I don't think you'd want to be that cruel. You're not that kind of person."
"... Yes. That's right. After all, she was my friend."
Ryu Ji-hye's resolve weakened as she considered the extent of her revenge.
She reflected on her own weakness and eventually shook her head.
"... I don't want to take revenge like that. I hate Se-rin, but she helped me when I was in trouble. Sorry for being hypocritical."
"It's okay. It's admirable that you stick to your principles even after being wronged."
I suggested an alternative form of revenge with a sly smile, opening my backpack to reveal adult toys and a whip.
"... What's this?"
"As the Code of Hammurabi says, an eye for an eye. If she committed a lewd act, she should receive a lewd punishment. Something as humiliating as what you experienced."
Ryu Ji-hye looked at me with newfound respect.
Her inner thoughts reached my ears:
"Such revenge sounds okay. I'll trust you, Teacher. Make Se-rin apologize while crying. I want to see her haughty gaze falter."
Ryu Ji-hye seemed to trust my abilities completely.
She appeared to have faith in my skills.
I nodded in agreement, accepting her request.
Extracting an apology from Park Se-rin wouldn't be difficult.
"Yes, trust me. I'll make her cry as much as you have."
Of course, it could be a different kind of crying.
Ryu Ji-hye smiled at my confident response and leaned into me, her eyes filled with affection.
"... Thank you. Just by taking my side, some of the weight in my heart has lifted."
I gently patted her back and whispered words of comfort.
In this dream, I intended to be her man entirely.
"I'm naturally on your side, noona. Lean on me as much as you want."
Her smile was warm and innocent, like a child's.
I stroked her hair for a while, and her wounded heart began to heal.
---
After a few minutes, it was time to start Park Se-rin's education.
A sharp voice echoed from another cell, signaling the arrival of the second plaything.
—Uuuuup! Uuuuup!
It was unmistakably Jang Do-cheol's voice.
Ryu Ji-hye's expression turned fierce, more so than when she faced Park Se-rin.
"... Teacher, that voice sounds like my ex-husband. No, I'm sure it's Jang Do-cheol."
"Hmm. That's interesting. It's as if the culprits are gathering on their own for revenge."
Ryu Ji-hye chuckled at my words, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
She seemed thrilled at the prospect of avenging past grievances.
"I was already uncomfortable with just one, but this is perfect. Let's take revenge on both at once."
She clenched her fists, filled with determination.
I proposed an idea to Ryu Ji-hye:
"Why don't I handle Park Se-rin, and you deal with your ex-husband? We'll make him watch as I take her away from him."
Ryu Ji-hye nodded enthusiastically, her eyes shining with anticipation.
"That sounds great! I want Jang Do-cheol to feel the pain of being betrayed. Let's do it now!"
Of course, she had experienced that pain in a previous dream, but that was beside the point.
Finally, the time for their education had arrived.
---
In a peculiar room with a large glass wall, a woman was bound on the other side.
She was Park Se-rin, the ash-blue-haired beauty.
This was where Jang Do-cheol was also bound.
"Uuuuup! Uuuuup!"
Jang Do-cheol recognized me from a previous dream.
He had been tormented by me before, and now he was sneering again.
I chuckled and slapped his cheek a few times.
"You don't have anything to regret. This is just for fun. You'll enjoy it, especially with this beautiful woman by your side."
Ryu Ji-hye stood beside me, smiling wickedly.
She laid out various adult toys on the table, from dildos to anal development tools.
Jang Do-cheol's face turned red with rage and shock.
"Uuuuup! Uuuuup! Uuuuup!"
"Shut up, noisy guy. I won't remove your gag."
Jang Do-cheol was naked, bound to an X-shaped device with his arms and legs restrained.
His genitals were limp and shriveled from tension.
Ryu Ji-hye's gaze was cold and mocking as she looked at him.
"Do-cheol, you look pathetic. Why are you just taking it? Maybe Se-rin will be taken by this person. Is that okay with you?"
Jang Do-cheol struggled, biting his gag, but it wouldn't come off.
Instead, saliva dripped messily.
Ryu Ji-hye chuckled at the sight.
"Hehe. It's funny to see you struggle. How does it feel to lose as a man?"
"... Uuuh."
"Yes. Does this person have great sex skills? Maybe Se-rin will forget about you once she tastes him. You'll just have to watch."
Jang Do-cheol continued to struggle.
Ryu Ji-hye began applying massage oil to his body, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Of course... it might be a bit painful."
I left them and moved to the next room to fulfill my part.
The setup allowed only one-way viewing, so Park Se-rin remained unaware of Jang Do-cheol's presence.
When I returned alone, Park Se-rin tried to hide her tension and asked:
"... What's going on? Where did Ryu Ji-hye go?"
"I left her in another room for a bit. I have some business to attend to."
"What business do you have with me?"
"Hmm. Do I need to tell you?"
Park Se-rin's expression froze, and she trembled with fear.
Even she couldn't remain calm in this situation.
She chose to respond with bravado and negotiation.
"Listen, just so you know, my father is a chief prosecutor at the Central District Prosecutors' Office. If you do anything to me, you'll regret it."
"..."
"Instead, if you release me, I'll reward you handsomely. You can trust me. If you let me go safely, I'll give you a thousand dollars in cash. How about that?"
"..."
"No, wait. Five thousand might be more appealing, don't you think?"
"..."
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
"Well, I'm not short on money."
I smiled and approached her slowly.
By now, Jang Do-cheol was probably watching us from the other side of the mirror.
The thought made me chuckle involuntarily.
Park Se-rin's face turned pale as she misinterpreted my smile.
I glanced over her body once.
Her figure was that of a ripe, mature woman.
Her E-cup breasts bulged under her black golf dress, and her waist was tightly cinched.
Her long stockings hugged her smooth thighs.
"Hmm. This is better than money."
As I murmured, Park Se-rin shivered.
My heart raced at the thought of enjoying her.
