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🕑 Added 2025-09-13 23:32:09 +0000 UTCChapter 54: Puppet
I saw the shaman in my field of vision. Walking ahead of me, she gestured with her hand. My body, regardless of my will, started to follow her. She was heading toward our lodging. The shaman and I arrived at the front of the house first, and I saw my wife and Ho-cheol walking hand in hand toward us. It seemed they hadn’t noticed the shaman and me yet. The shaman went inside, and I followed her in.
Inside, I saw Soo-hyuk lying on the floor asleep. The shaman turned and gestured to me. My body moved on its own and lay down on the floor. I realized the shaman had made me lie in the darkest spot in the house. She turned toward the door, and I saw her firm buttocks again.
A little later, my wife and Ho-cheol entered and stopped when they saw the shaman. The smiles vanished from their faces as they quickly looked around the room. They were still holding hands. The shaman stepped forward and said something to my wife and Ho-cheol, and Ho-cheol turned to my wife and said,
“She says that, like yesterday, the two of them won’t wake up until morning and won’t react to any sounds around them.”
No, that’s not true. Unlike Soo-hyuk, I was conscious. Why was the shaman lying to them, knowing I was aware? The shaman spoke again, and Ho-cheol translated.
“She says not to worry at all and just do as your bodies lead you.”
After Ho-cheol finished speaking, the shaman silently left the house. My wife and Ho-cheol looked back and forth between me and Soo-hyuk. Then my wife said to Ho-cheol,
“Should we go to another house? Even if they’re unconscious, it’s still a bit…”
Ho-cheol laughed.
“Haha… It was the same yesterday, wasn’t it? Yesterday you told me not to worry about it.”
My wife gave an awkward smile, seemed to think for a moment, then looked up and smiled brightly.
“You’re right. It’s not like we’re dating. It’s just like scratching each other’s backs. You think so too, right?”
Ho-cheol nodded.
“Yes. I’ll do whatever you want, Professor.”
My wife smiled contentedly, and the two of them walked over to the wall. They laid out several banana leaves, and my wife said,
“When you keep saying things like that, it feels like you don’t really want to, like you’re just doing it out of obligation.”
Hearing this, Ho-cheol paused and looked at her. After finishing with the leaves, he stood facing her and untied his loincloth, exposing his erection.
“You said the body is honest, right?”
My wife smiled as she looked down at his penis. She stroked it, then took his hand and placed it on her vulva. Looking at his face, she said,
“You checked my body too, right?”
Ho-cheol nodded, and the two of them began to kiss. They kissed as they slowly sat down on the floor, then gradually lay down together. As Ho-cheol moved to get on top of my wife, he suddenly sat up.
“Ouch!!”
He clutched his hand, and my wife quickly sat up.
“What’s wrong?”
She looked at his hand and said,
“You got cut by a leaf. Wait a second…”
My wife jumped up and walked over to where I was lying, grabbed her backpack, and brought it back to Ho-cheol. She knelt down, rummaging through the bag with her face almost buried in it.
“There should be a band-aid in here…”
From behind, Ho-cheol could see her buttocks and vulva. He stared at her for a moment, then pressed his face to her buttocks. My wife turned around in surprise.
“Ah… what are you doing?”
But even as she said it, she didn’t cover herself or push him away. She smiled at him as he pressed his face to her buttocks. Ho-cheol buried his face between her cheeks and licked her anus.
“Haha… what are you doing… it tickles…”
She smiled and laughed but made no move to avoid him. Instead, she seemed to push her butt out so he could lick more easily. I couldn’t see Ho-cheol’s face, but he seemed very serious about it. My wife’s expression gradually changed, her smile fading and her mouth opening.
“Mmm… ah…”
Moans began to escape her lips. Ho-cheol licked her from behind for a long time. When he finally pulled away and wiped his mouth, my wife turned around and put a band-aid on his finger. Her smile was gone and her breathing was rough. As she put on the band-aid, she asked,
“Why do you keep licking my backside, even during the day?”
Ho-cheol looked at the top of her head and said,
“I don’t know. I just want to. I just want to lick and smell it.”
My wife gave him a cute glare and smiled. After putting on the band-aid, they began kissing and caressing, moving into full-blown sex. For me, it was another hellish moment, just like yesterday. Today, I couldn’t even close my eyes properly. Why was the shaman giving me this punishment?
They started with missionary position, my wife underneath. As always, Ho-cheol’s powerful thrusts quickly aroused her, and she stretched her legs skyward, taking his strong pelvis. Today, for some reason, she screamed as much as she wanted. Based on yesterday’s experience, she must have realized that neither I nor Soo-hyuk would wake up no matter how much noise she made.
They switched from missionary to doggy style, then to side positions-Ho-cheol’s repertoire was very diverse. Honestly, I’d never thought of trying different positions with my wife; it was always missionary, and always over quickly. To be precise, I never even considered my wife’s satisfaction-I just assumed she was satisfied if I was.
By the time Ho-cheol ejaculated for the first time in missionary position, my wife had already climaxed two or three times. They lay on their backs, talking for a while, then started a second round. This time, like two people doing it for the first time, they had hot, intense sex. There was no sign of affection, just animalistic focus on satisfying their own lust. That was true for both Ho-cheol and my wife. This time, it took even longer for Ho-cheol to climax, finishing with doggy style.
Their two rounds of sex felt like a thousand, ten thousand years to me. Ho-cheol collapsed, exhausted, and my wife lay against his chest. Only then did they kiss, my wife frantically licking his lips and chest before collapsing onto him.
For a while, they just caught their breath, unable to speak. When their breathing calmed, my wife lifted her head.
“I’m so satisfied. Thank you. Did you finish comfortably too, Ho-cheol?”
Ho-cheol nodded.
“I should go sleep over there now… but I want to stay here longer. I’ll just lie here for a bit.”
My wife lay with her head on his arm, and he wrapped his arm around her breast. She played with his penis as they lay together. Her hand stopped, and the two of them seemed to fall asleep. Watching them, I was filled with excitement, anger, jealousy, and betrayal. Of course, I couldn’t sleep. I was too mentally exhausted, but sleep was impossible.
I watched them sleep for hours. I didn’t know how much time had passed, but dawn was breaking. Then, I sensed movement near the door and rolled my eyes to look. The shaman was entering our house again. She looked at the two sleeping together, then glanced at me and Soo-hyuk.
The shaman sat cross-legged in the center of the house, as if in prayer. After a while, my body began to move. Stiff from not moving for so long, I slowly got up. I just stood there, looking back and forth between the shaman and the others. The shaman opened her eyes and looked at me, saying something softly, but I couldn’t understand. When I looked at her blankly, she frowned, looking a bit annoyed.
