Devil Teacher

1.

I thought maybe I wouldn't be able to come out again.

I thought I might be a toy trapped in his cage forever, humiliated, ravaged, and take a breath.

Honestly, isn't there anything else you can think of?

"I don't have much to pack. Get in the car."

"Yes, Dad."

Even though all my statues were exposed, I got paid for strange couple surveillance apps and small buggers.

Even if it meant that his brutal reign would follow, my heart was accelerating with excitement.

You don't have to be trapped anymore.

At least partial freedom is enjoyed by drinking the outside air.

When you think of the basement where the dot damage seems to come into your mind, even if you lie down, it was a very big difference.

"But why are you letting me out?"

But it wasn't without question.

If the basement was the perfect place for me, it would have been a safe deposit box without any danger to him.

Giving the victim the sudden freedom he's been holding?

I needed to know the truth.

"You're not gonna get away from me the moment you get those footage anyway."

That's true.

When Yoochan opened the screening a while ago,

I squeezed my heart just by watching the footage of his slaves.

I was overwhelmed by the shameful feeling of drowsiness, and my mind became lazy.

How many of those videos are released to an unspecified number of men?

I will not be able to endure before the danger of my divinity.

"But..."

"But I don't want your status to change with this, so I hope you care about your position. If you see anything suspicious, I'll put it back in the basement."

"Yes..."

If I hadn't rebelled against him, it would have been a lot better than it is now.

I would have enjoyed the same routine as usual, apart from being sexually exploited by him sometimes.

No, you mustn't regret that!

One of the proudest moments in Kim Maria's life was when she heard about Yuan.

Even though he was ruthlessly insulted and defiled by his cruelty, he had no intention of denying his own choice.

But if someone asks you if you're going to make the same choice when you go back...

I was not confident in the answer.

Probably a lot of mental exhaustion.

"You'll be staying at the hotel before you go home for a while. Before that, there's something Mary needs to know."

"What is it?"

"Don't go out of the hotel, just stay calm. If you need anything, I'll often give you a walk. I'll put whatever book you like in it."

"What can Mary do there?"

Is this why the place of incarceration has only changed a little? I would love to, but this is a big improvement.

A hotel would be better than a sunny basement.

"Sometimes I go to work as hard as I do now. Don't think about rebelling like you did last time."

"Mary doesn't have any strange thoughts..."

You have to stay silent for a while.

It is dangerous to act quickly as soon as the situation changes.

Find an empty hole in his surveillance grid, create a situation where he can't spread the video, and then report it to the police.

He may think he surrendered me, but I never beat him.

"Of course you do."

The farted eucalyptus turns the handle toward the national road.

It is the second outing after being trapped in the basement.

The first outing was not a very good experience.

I had to see the strangely processed corpses, and it was a dark night, so I couldn't see the sky and feel the beauty.

"Ah..."

When I saw the sunset of the Borat, where the fields and sky were spread out beyond the dominant forest path with vegetation.

I was tearing myself.

The landscapes that I thought might never be seen outside again are so precious.

The eunuch saw me shed tears and said nothing else, and I was able to keep the sight as pictured in my heart.

2.

I finished a simple meal outside.

I was able to replenish my appetite at a chow bath house near the medical station.

It was originally one of the foods I couldn't eat.

It was a shock to me that the flavor was made by grinding the noodles a second time.

But for me, the only thing I had to eat for a long time was a puffy calorie bar and bottled water, and today's tea bath was a delicacy that seemed to melt my tongue, a dinner.

Especially the slicing was very delicious.

About an hour after the meal, the hotel he brought was a 3-star hotel near Jang Gang-dong.

I've never been here before, but I know my name as long as I've lived in Sunsan.

I followed the carriers to the room behind the dining table.

The rooms were suites.

This is a fairy tale, but I have long had the illusion of a suite.

It's not a fantasy as a special place to have sex with lovers, it's about hocans leaving for a suite.

Wouldn't it be paradise if you borrowed a hotel one day and went to sleep reading until you were exhausted?

And this suite was luxurious enough to meet my fantasies.

I just wanted to say that it's three-star, but it's surprisingly well organized and tidy.

"Ugh!"

The excitement grabbed my one head, which was trying to look at the corner of the room with a step.

All his violent acts provoked terror deep in my heart.

I can't believe I'm bent on primitive violence.

I would have laughed at him if I had seen him before, but no matter how scared he was.

"Mary, listen carefully."

"Yes, I'm listening."

Yu Chan began to sully at his twisted ideas, holding my head like a reindeer.

For some reason he let me out, he was able to contour clearly.

"What you're here for is part of the management plan to use you longer. Which means I recognize your usefulness."

I know.

Coming out of the basement right now does not change my subordination to him.

In fact, I had no intention of disturbing him at all.

It is beneficial to pretend to be obedient as now, and to confront his slander as much as possible.

"Take it off."

At the end of the Eucharistic Order, I took off the normal branches of clothing I had been carrying for a long time.

Take off the outer garment and pull it out to the underwear, revealing the nipples, the piercings in the cleries, and the tattoos.

The traces seemed to keep whispering.

'Your life is over, you can't get away from him anyway.'

I kneel naked before him and look up at him.

He listens to his master as a pet.

"What happens if you're judged useless? I'm going to send you back to the basement, whether you screw up or not."

Yuchan pressed my head and said in a slow voice.

No matter how much I think about it, this man is talented at blackmail.

He embraced charisma such as tone, tone, and even the content of his professional advisor.

"After I send you back to the basement, I won't hesitate to ruin you anymore. I will trample you to regret being born to bring you the best performance."

"Yes... I'll keep that in mind... Dad..."

Violent evil flows.

He took me out as an opportunity and a test for me.

All his actions have a strong sense of ownership.

In other words, the act of completely annihilating slavery means that the slaves are subjugated.

To me that characteristic has been one of his misfortunes.

There are a lot of rapists who feel sexually motivated when they see a woman die and get hurt, but at least there are few cases where they do direct harm to my body.

However, Eucharist was speaking.

I'll give up that lust as soon as I get back to the basement.

In that case, it was most likely that the sadness that had been expressed so far remained a devastating centerpiece.

Even now it's hard for me.

If the water level rises higher here, I will probably not be able to stand it.

It wasn't time to be relieved that you left the basement.

Before I deceive him and take the means to get completely out of his hands,

I liked him and had to solve the problems he presented.

I stand up in my place.

I turned my back on his suspicious face and stretched out my butt.

Grab your butt and widen your back hole.

If it is humiliating, it is humiliating.

Still, I will survive.

"Don't you want to go to Daddy's bathroom?"

"Oh-ho."

"Mary was always ready. It's my dad's own urinal.❤"

He snorts, flirts with a delightful heart, and shakes his butt left and right.

I would look like a pet or a urinal or anything.

No matter how hard the path is, I'm ready to walk that path.

2.

[Eugene, how are you? Aunt, Aunt Emphasis Young. Eugene doesn't get the message, so he leaves a message like this.]

[It's no different. Our families are so busy, we didn't see each other's faces. But you remember Aunt Eugene was pretty when she was a kid, right?]

[I wish Eugene had a family, even if Eugene is an adult. Why don't you ask your lawyer and tell him where you are?]

[Aunt Eugene isn't doing this because of the money, but because Eugene is too hard and poor. Let's eat together. I want to see Aunt Jin and Aunt Eugene.]

[Give me a call. I'll wait.]

Eugene leans back on the bedside table and touches his phone.

On his phone, a voice message from his aunt, full of pretentious kindness, was playing.

My mom and aunt didn't get along well.

In fact, I was the only daughter who didn't tell my mother I was family.

I don't know what got me split up, but Eugene hasn't seen her relatives' faces since she was 10.

It's obvious that Auntie is only now contacting me.

There can't be love or family friendship.

I do all sorts of tricks to try money one way or another.

"Disgusting!"

Disgusting snobs.

The emotions that were piled up like black gunpowder exploded.

Bang!

The phone I picked up hit the wall and was crushed.

"Dirty! Dirty!"

Eugene picks up the rolling cell phone again and throws it on the floor several times.

I don't care if my hands are shattered or bleeding.

I felt like I was choked to death.

Eugene, who was about to throw out his broken phone again, hesitated to sit back and bluff.

"Sir, sir...."

After Mr. Yuan went to the academy, he became alone again.

But I thought it would be okay.

I could forget a lot of really sad things while I was with him.

It's comforting.

I thought I'd found some peace of mind.

But it wasn't.

The hotel, left alone, was too spacious and lonely.

"I miss you."

I miss it.

I already miss his kindness and consideration.

"If you wait, you'll come..."

He will hold you in his own arms when he sees you shed tears.

When you see a wounded hand, you will be upset and ask about the situation.

When are you coming?

It's over dinner already.

The teacher promised to stay together for a while.

Before you go to sleep like yesterday, you'll be able to rest in your chubby hands.

Can we just go see her?

It is not.

That seemed too much of an excuse to you.

Take out the vodka listed in the minibar and drink it three times in a row.

I couldn't help but be sober.

Why do adults look like this?

Is money that good?

Eugene, who inhaled a vodka that was so harsh that his insides were rattling, stole his tears with his bloody hands.

The anxiety that has been denied has grown in my heart.

Maybe you need money, too?

It was the most dreadful assumption Eugene had even deferred to recall.

What if all his kindness and consideration came from a pretence where his mother's legacy was coveted like his aunt's?

"No, you can't!"

Even thinking about this is a big excuse for you.

I didn't deserve to shave his best friend like this anywhere.

Though I think so, the sprout of doubts that once sprouts upsets my mind.

32 billion was a lot of money to think Eugene had no economics.

It's money that can change people's lives.

So sweet that my aunt, who hasn't heard from me since, pretended to put iron plates on her face and invite her in as a stepdaughter.

If even the only strong teacher is a dirty adult with relatives...

Who the hell am I supposed to expect?

If you truly loved yourself, I could give you all this money.

But if all his actions are a play to earn money,

That was unacceptable.

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