Chapter 62 – If) if Mi-Ryung Was Not Recognized by Ji-Hye and Was Written in the Notebook
This episode is a side story with less If, and has nothing to do with the main story!
(In this anecdote, Reversal of stance, majohwa, body modificationContains Be careful if you don’t like it!)
“What can you prove to me for my trust?”
“That’s..”
Mi-ryung didn’t say anything to Ji-hye’s question. The lives of Mi-ryung and Ji-hye were very different. Unlike Ji-hye, who had nothing to lose in the first place, Mi-ryung, who has already achieved success as a plastic surgeon and is recognized in society, has so much to lose.
From the beginning, the note was only an interest due to sexual desire, and there was no intention to be deeply entangled in this way.
Since such thoughts were always fundamental, Mi-ryung hesitated and could not easily answer Wisdom’s question.
That moment of hesitation led Mi-ryung’s life to hell.
“As expected, I knew it. I decided not to trust anyone because of Lee Hye-yoon, that bastard.”
“Uh?”
Wisdom did not give Mi-ryung another chance, felt sorry for her, or made no effort to persuade her.
He just calmly completed Mi-ryung’s name on the notebook.
“Hey, wait!”
Mi-ryung hurriedly shouted, but it was already too late.
As soon as Ji-hye wrote her name as ‘Jang Mi-ryung’, she looked at Mi-ryung and said in a low voice.
“Attention”
“Hick?!”
With the intention of learning how to use the notebook a bit more, Ji-hye had already written down several items in the notebook. Before she came to this place in the first place, her wisdom was that if she wrote her name in her notebook, she would immediately obey her words.
“I’m sorry, sister. She wanted to keep her by my side if possible. She’s just as useful.”
“Ji, wisdom. So listen to me.”
Mi-ryung spoke to Ji-hye with her complexion pale, but Ji-hye did not hear. She opened her notebook and looked closely at Mi-ryung’s information, but Ji-hye read aloud her entry that caught her eye.
“How many slaves do you already have in your sister’s SM club? Hehe, there are some slaves you cherish the most.”
“Uh, huh? That’s right.. Yes.”
‘What’s up?’
Answering her wisdom question, Mi-ryung quickly rolled her head and began to guess what her wisdom was trying to say. At the same time she made the most servile expression she could make, she said to Ji-hye.
“I’m so sorry, Ji-hye. Give me a chance. I’ll prove it! So please!”
“Proof?”
She had already decided in her head what to do with Mi-ryung, but she deliberately asked Mi-ryung in return, pretending to be interested. Mi-ryung, unaware that her heart had already turned around, showed her servile smile when Ji-hye showed interest, and she replied.
“Yeah! Well, tell me to do everything! Then I’ll do one of them. Then you’ll believe me too!”
‘Am I hanging on so easily?’
Ji-hye pretended to be worried and began to laugh at her beauty in her heart.
Mi-ryung, who had been pretending to be present and showing the appearance of her elders, was all acting, and in reality, she was a servile person who begged even younger people to be disadvantaged.
Did she say that only when faced with a crisis can she see a person’s true nature?
Ji-hye felt that even her trust, which she had at least, was being shattered by Mi-ryung’s servile appearance.
“Then let’s do this. Sister, just as she said she has a slave that she cares about, I need your cooperation.”
“Slaves? That’s…”
Mi-ryung almost hesitated at the moment when she was told that the slaves who treated her as her queen were entangled, but she could have become a slut like Min-ji or pregnant like Yuna if she did something wrong. He nodded.
“Okay! Please do everything!”
Wisdom responded with a smile as she saw Mi-ryeok shouting with all her might.
‘Ding-dong~’
“Yes~ who are you?”
‘There’s no one to come..?’
Lee Eun-song, who lives in a shabby row house, answered when the doorbell rang, and she answered and headed to the front door. A table was placed on the floor behind Eunsong’s back, and on top of it was a cup of instant noodles with hot water poured over it.
‘Ac, you shouldn’t eat ramen.’
She resented the visitor who came just as she was about to have lunch, and Eunsong opened the front door. She then opened her eyes wide and screamed in bewilderment.
“Lord, Master?!”
“Ah, hello, Eunsong-ah?”
Her beauty was not the elegant office look she usually wears, but she stood in the doorway smiling awkwardly, wearing cheap prostitutes or clothes that exposed her mouth as much as possible.
While Eunsong was shocked by her outfit, which didn’t match her Mi-ryung at all, she began to panic as to why she had come to see her.
“Uh, why? Today isn’t supposed to be a play day.”
“Right.. I have something to tell you. Is that okay?”
Mi-ryung pointed to Eun-song’s house while blushing. Eunsong nodded her head in a daze and took her Mi-ryung into her living room.
“You were eating lunch. I’m sorry.”
“Oh, no, what’s more? This is the first time I’ve seen you outside of a club.”
Eun-song is an obedient slave as her faithful bitch since she was chosen by Mi-ryung by chance while playing majo at an SM club.
Due to Mi-ryung’s strict management of her private life, she only meets her in her club, but instead, she faithfully pays her every month and manages her life, enjoying her play and her Mi-ryung’s lived as a slave
Of course, as she complied with Mi-ryung’s request, she became increasingly poor, so she ended up making money to play with her cup noodles for lunch in this crumbling townhouse, but she still took her Mi-ryung as her owner. .
“Do I have to pay it? That… I’m having a hard time right now.”
“Oh, no no. It’s not like that, so listen to me first.”
“Uh..? Yes. Then please sit down.”
She was puzzled by Mi-ryung’s nervous appearance, and Eun-song invited her to sit down. Mi-ryung put a bunch of broken things on her floor with a reluctant expression on her face, then she said.
“..That’s it.”
“Say yes. You’re hesitating not like a master.”
‘Ha.. I really shouldn’t have been involved.’
Mi-ryung recalled the instructions of her wisdom, and she resented herself for a while for being entangled with wisdom, then continued her words.
“I, it turned out, was Mazo. Starting today, I quit your master and took on a new master. But he ordered me to serve you as my master.”
“Yes?”
Before Eunsong could react properly, Miryung threw off the clothes she was wearing and she quickly became naked and fell flat on her floor, bowing and shouting.
“Please become the owner of this sow who pretended to be the owner without even knowing her own instincts!”
“Uh, huh?!”
What about Eun-song, who was embarrassed when Mi-ryung, who was already very exposed, bowed down to herself with her naked body? She could only make a sound.
It happened so quickly that she didn’t know what to do. In the first place, she herself was a true majo, so she had no desire to become someone’s owner.
“Hey… That…”
Eun-song tried to refuse first, but she slowly approached Mi-ryung. At that moment, she felt a slight dizziness and her mind began to change.
‘..Thinking about it, wouldn’t I be able to take away twice as much everything I gave to this bitch?’
Mi-ryung lied that she would be freed at that moment when Eun-song refused, but Ji-hye intended to make Mi-ryung live as a slave to Eun-song in the first place.
It was wisdom that already knew through Minji that it was possible to lightly change the perception of the people around her using notes. Ji-hye changed Eunsong’s hemp jacket into a sadist through her note.
“Great.”
“To?”
Naturally, Mi-ryung, who had assumed that Eun-song would reject her, raised her head in bewilderment upon hearing her unexpected answer. At that moment, Eunsong slapped Mi-ryung on the cheek, and Mi-ryung’s eyes flashed.
“Who will this slave bitch stare at? Fuck you”
“I’m sorry!”
Without even thinking to caress her sore cheek, Mi-ryung reflexively threw herself down and shouted.
Eunsong laughed at Mi-ryung, then picked up a bowl of instant noodles from her table and poured the hot ramen on Mi-ryung’s back.
“Geup?! Kyaaaaa!!!!”
As her hot ramen noodles spread on her back, Mi-ryung felt excruciating pain and jumped up screaming at her. Then, Eunsong grabbed her Mi-ryung by the end of her hair and said,
“Who wants to move freely? Huh?!”
“It hurts! It hurts, Master please!”
Mi-ryung burst into tears and she shouted to Eun-song as if pleading. Feeling slightly sexually aroused, Eunsong dragged her Eunsong to her bathroom and threw it into the bathroom, shouting.
“I’m thinking of cooling myself down and crawling out and cleaning. I’m going to your house after cleaning this room, so get ready, bitch.”
“Yes, yes! I see!”
Mi-ryung desperately tried to put her hand on her sink.
Then Eunsong shouted and said,
“Who wants to use the sink?! Use the toilet!”
“Hee! Yes!”
Mi-ryung cried and began to pour water from her toilet bowl with her hands and spray it on her back to cool her burnt back.
As if Eunsong was satisfied, she saw that and she laughed, then she took out her cell phone and started filming a video of her.
“Is this the end of Jang Mi-ryeong’s life…?”
Wisdom smiled contentedly and closed her notebook. Looking at Eunsong, she seemed to know that she would be able to train Mi-ryung well.
She said, “Has she not noticed more than that? Why has she been so subservient to herself?”
No matter how much Mi-ryung is cornered and subservient, the fact that she usually shows a huge gap with Mi-ryung’s image is actually because of the personality remodeling that Ji-hye wrote in the notebook in advance.
Wisdom, who did not want to spend a lot of time on Mi-ryung, put aside her beliefs and put her Mi-ryung through personality modification at the level of someone else to make her her slave.
“Well, no matter what, her life is over. All that remains is how far she will fall.”
In the future, Mi-ryung decided to leave her wisdom to Eun-song, and as the time promised with Eun-young was approaching, she decided to move.
1 year later.
Eunsong, who had been playing and eating for a year already, was lying flat on the sofa in the spacious living room, watching her on TV, with her torso puffed up.
Compared to when she was poor, she gained 20kg and now has a weight of about 70kg. She was a silver song, but she didn’t even think about exercising because everything bothered her.
‘Tipdidik tttt!’
When she heard the password for the front door lock being entered, Eunsong turned off her TV and greeted her with a smirk. She was, of course, a young woman.
“Master!
As soon as she entered the front door, Mi-ryung took off the clothes she was wearing, one by one. For a year, Mi-ryung always had to live naked at home, so it was a skill she had to master.
It’s hard to believe just looking at this figure, but this house was Mi-ryung’s house, and all money, including living expenses, was in a state of being unpaid.
“Hey bitch. Why are you late? I thought you were hungry!”
“Sorry! I’ll prepare a meal quickly.”
Because Eunsong spends money recklessly, Mi-ryung had to work overtime to make up for it, but even so, it was Mi-ryung’s fault, not Eun-song’s.
Mi-ryung trembled and apologized, then hurriedly headed to the kitchen with her naked body.
“Hey stop! Come here.”
“Yes!”
When Eunsong called again, Miryung stood motionless in front of her chest, shaking her chest. With a satisfied expression, Eunsong began to scan Mi-ryung up and down her.
“How many times have you had breast surgery?”
“Yes! This is the 4th!”
Since Mi-ryung was still working as a plastic surgeon, it was not difficult to ask a doctor she knew to perform surgery.
Mi-ryung, on the orders of her Eun-song, continued to enlarge her breasts, which were originally her large, through enlargement surgery, so that they were already in her I-cup size.
“Okay, what’s next?”
“Yes! Permanent hair removal on her pussy, armpits and asshole has been done and her ass could have been enlarged with surgery!”
Eunsong laughed and applauded in satisfaction. She beckoned Mi-ryung to come closer, then hit her right hand hard on Mi-ryung’s abdomen, she said.
‘Puck!’
“Huh..!”
“Then go make dinner~ I’ll poop and come back.”
“Huh…Yes…”
Mi-ryung answered, squeezing her voice with her reddened face as her breathing was troubled, then staggered up.
It must have been an unfair and miserable situation, but her Mi-ryung’s pussy was wet with her fist.
“Oh, let’s cook…”
Mi-ryung, who no longer had any resistance or personality left, naturally went to the kitchen and started preparing her dinner.
