Chapter 1 — Mi-hwa's First SM Experience

"Don't worry. I won't make you do anything too extreme..."

David Park gently pulled Sarah Lee into his arms, whispering softly into her ear. Her body stiff with tension and anxiety, Sarah Lee silently nodded, her face lowered.

There's no turning back now...

Trying to calm herself, Sarah Lee leaned into David Park, surrendering her trembling body to him. David Park gently pushed at her waist, urging her forward.

He opened the door wide.

It had been two years since Sarah Lee married her childhood friend. At just twenty-four, she was still a young housewife. She wasn't unattractive, but she wasn't the type to draw passionate attention from men either—quiet, reserved, and giving off a meek impression.

Recently, however, Sarah Lee had discovered a hidden masochistic tendency within herself.

I want to be completely ruined... Just once, I want to reveal my true self...

A vague desire had quietly begun to bloom in her heart.

Every weekend, her husband would inevitably demand sex. But he was inexperienced—his foreplay was brief, and above all, he took what he wanted without regard for her.

Sarah Lee rarely reached climax. Her growing dissatisfaction may have been fueling this twisted craving inside her.

One afternoon, Sarah Lee turned on the computer at home for the first time—bought originally for her husband's work. She typed in the web address of an SM site she'd seen advertised in a women's magazine.

How can someone feel pleasure from doing something like this...?

Almost every photo posted on the site showed women treated like toys.

Women deprived of freedom—some with devices inserted behind them, others with their buttocks reddened by whips. Yet strangely, they all wore expressions of bliss.

What had been faint inside her grew clearer, and she began to understand what she truly desired.

It's the same... I'm just like these people...

Sarah Lee became deeply interested in the site's stories and personal accounts.

Reading fictional tales of women being tormented, she found herself becoming inexplicably aroused.

She reread her favorite stories over and over.

Before she realized it, her fingers were caressing her lower abdomen. And she was soaked—soaked beyond belief. This had become Sarah Lee's daily ritual.

Normally timid and introverted, Sarah Lee finally felt like she had found where she belonged. She even joined chat rooms on the SM site and exchanged emails with dominant men.

After several exchanges, she agreed to meet one man—David Park—for just one time. For the usually fearful Sarah Lee, this was an unimaginably bold act. But it was a decision made after long hesitation.

What if there are marks on my body...? What if he starts stalking me afterward...? What if my husband finds out...?

Yet she believed that by being honest with her desires, she might transform the quiet, dark parts of herself. The emails from David Park arrived daily—gentle, courteous, even elegant in tone. Sarah Lee felt she could trust him. That was why she made the decision.

On the way to the hotel, David Park kept her laughing with jokes, gradually easing her anxiety.

He's just as I imagined... a wonderful man...

Sarah Lee glanced at David Park's profile as he drove and thought this to herself.

"From now on, we're starting the SM play. Listen carefully to what I say."

David Park whispered as he locked the hotel room door behind them.

"Yes..."

She answered, but fear still gripped her. She had never entered a hotel with another man. She had no idea what David Park would make her do next, and that uncertainty terrified her.

Inside the room, strange SM devices were neatly arranged.

Her fantasy was becoming reality. Sarah Lee could feel the anxiety still lingering, yet her body had already begun to burn.

"Stand in front of me and slowly undress."

David Park lit a cigarette and spoke.

"Um... Can I take a shower first?"

"No. You can't."

Sarah Lee hesitated for a moment, then began removing her clothes as David Park instructed.

She carefully folded her top and slowly slid down her skirt. She rolled down her stockings and placed them in the small basket by the bed. David Park sat calmly on the bed, silently watching her every move.

Not touching her, not speaking—just watching her undress—was deeply humiliating and painful.

"Is this enough?"

Sarah Lee stood in front of David Park, hands clasped in front of her.

"Take everything off. You still have your bra and panties on."

"What? Do I have to take those off too?"

"Yes. Don't make me repeat myself."

Hesitating, Sarah Lee unhooked her bra. She slowly pulled her arms out, covering her nipples with one hand.

Do I really have to take them off myself?

She looked at David Park, hoping for some sign, some help—but he remained expressionless, silent.

Sarah Lee slowly removed the last of her underwear. Covering her groin with both hands, her face flushed deep red as she stood before David Park.

"I've taken everything off as you said."

"Put your hands down. Raise them above your head."

"Ah... yes..."

This was a lewd, depraved situation she had never experienced with her husband.

She stood completely naked before a man, while David Park hadn't even removed his shirt.

Her breasts, her nipples, even the dark patch of pubic hair between her legs—everything was exposed. David Park simply looked at her, faintly amused, not reaching out to touch her at all.

He tilted his chin, leaned forward slightly, and studied her body for a long moment.

"Are you embarrassed?"

"Yes. I'm so embarrassed..."

"Your chest is rather underdeveloped, isn't it?"

"Yes..."

"But I like your delicate frame. Your skin is soft too."

Humiliation numbed Sarah Lee's mind.

She was completely naked, exposed, while David Park showed no sign of arousal, calmly evaluating her body piece by piece. It felt as if she were being auctioned off. The power imbalance of the SM roleplay cut deep into her bones.

Oh god... I'm feeling it... Just being seen like this, I'm getting turned on...

Sarah Lee was already getting wet. She could feel heat pulsing through her lower body.

She felt like she might go mad from shame. Yet faintly, deliciously, a strange pleasure began to wrap around her entire body.

"Turn around."

Sarah Lee, hands still raised, turned her back to David Park.

"Small buttocks. Hmph... quite cute, actually. Now, spread your legs to the side."

Sarah Lee trembled.

"No... I don't want to..."

She shook her head, her voice hoarse.

She knew for sure that she was already wet. She didn't want him to see that part of her.

"No backtalk. Now, spread them wide."

Harsh words poured out. A light slap landed on her buttock.

"Ugh..."

David Park slid his foot between her legs, forcing them apart.

"No... I don't want to."

When her legs were spread shoulder-width apart, arousal fluid dripped from her inner thighs.

"Please... don't look."

"Hahaa. What an incompetent woman. I haven't even done anything yet..."

"I'm embarrassed..."

"Look at me. Don't move."

Sarah Lee raised her hands, which had dropped slightly, back above her head. Her body twisted as she endured the humiliation. Her ears and neck flushed bright red.

"Wider.... Wider."

Sarah Lee obeyed, spreading her legs further. And then, the forbidden place of a married woman was exposed.

"Good. Put both hands on your knees and push your hips back."

"A... yes..."

Her sex was now fully revealed behind her. Her thin labia were already parted. Between the slightly opened petals, arousal fluid glistened, ready to drip.

As she thrust her hips back, her anus spread openly before David Park. The puckered rosebud twitched and contracted with each of her involuntary movements. A part of her body that only her husband had ever seen was now exposed to a man she had just met.

Imagining how vulgar she must look in David Park's eyes, Sarah Lee's mind blanked with shame.

"Oh, it's flowing again. Why are you so vulgar? You?"

"I-I'm sorry..."

The fluid that had pooled there trickled down her thigh, leaving a glistening trail.

"Good posture, Sarah Lee... I'd love to show this to your husband."

"No... please don't mention my husband..."

David Park goaded her further, watching with amusement as she floundered.

"You're the kind of woman who gets aroused just from being seen, aren't you? You're already soaked through..."

"Yes... I-I'm aroused..."

"Hmph. Honest... and quite cute. Now I'll check your tightness. Don't move."

David Park raised his right middle finger. He brought the fingertip straight to the center of her exposed womanhood.

Until now, David Park hadn't touched Sarah Lee's body at all. Even now, he touched nothing else—only inserting his fingertip precisely into her vagina.

"Ugh..."

With no warning, the sudden penetration made Sarah Lee's body lurch forward.

She clenched her eyes shut, bit her lips, and desperately tried to maintain her posture.

"You're wet, Sarah Lee."

"Please... don't say it... don't say it..."

David Park twisted his finger a few times. Then, curling it like a key, he pressed hard against the upper wall of her vaginal canal.

"Ah...!"

Her knees trembled violently, nearly collapsing. Her body, trembling with humiliation and desperate arousal, was driven to the brink of collapse by just one finger.

"I told you not to break your posture."

"But... but..."

"Don't touch the floor with your hands. Use your legs."

Sarah Lee braced herself with her legs, fighting the electric jolts piercing her body with surprising resilience. But each time David Park moved his finger slightly, a current shot up her spine, and her lower body weakened.

The pressure from her vaginal walls gripping David Park's finger suddenly intensified. Layer upon layer of mucosal walls clung tightly around his digit.

"N-no... I can't... I'm going to come like this..."

"What? You can't come yet. I'm worried about your future. But Sarah Lee... you might be quite gifted."

Saying this, David Park abruptly pulled his finger out from the clinging, quivering walls.

"You can't come yet. Don't think badly of me."

"Ah..."

Sarah Lee's posture collapsed. She dropped to her hands and one knee on the floor.

She turned to look at David Park—her eyes showing both relief and lingering resentment, a complex gaze.

Naked Sarah Lee crouched on the floor on all fours. The only thing allowed on her body was a faded red dog collar.

From the collar extended a thin metal chain, held in David Park's hand as he sat on the bed.

David Park had prepared a thin whip and placed it beside him. The dog collar and whip were complimentary props provided by the hotel.

"You're like a bitch in heat, aren't you? Look at how wet you are? A vulgar bitch always waiting for a male—yes, that's you, isn't it?"

Sitting on the bed, David Park used his toes to gently rock Sarah Lee's breasts.

"I... I'm a vulgar bitch..."

Sarah Lee whispered, staring at the floor.

I am a bitch... I know I'm wet even now, just as David Park said...

Sarah Lee had never imagined she could be this lewd. But arousal surged through her without pause. Each word David Park spoke shook her soul. She felt herself being conquered, little by little.

"Then crawl around the bed on all fours like a bitch. Slowly. I said slowly."

"Yes."

Sarah Lee began to walk slowly around the bed, circling David Park. The metal chain on her collar jingled softly.

David Park didn't even look at her, instead opening an SM magazine he had tucked under his arm and began to read. Sarah Lee continued crawling on the floor, her sex and anus fully exposed, moving like an animal.

How many times had she gone back and forth? Occasionally, David Park would suddenly tug the chain or lightly strike her buttocks with the whip. Suddenly, tears streamed from Sarah Lee's eyes. She sobbed as she crawled.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

David Park looked up from his magazine and stared down at her.

"N-nothing..."

"Don't stop. Keep crawling."

Again, the whip cut through the air, stinging her buttocks.

Her tears wouldn't stop. It wasn't from sadness over her pitiful state—crawling on the floor, scorned as a bitch. It was from sorrow at her own depravity—how each strike of the whip sent electric arousal surging through her. Somehow, she didn't want to admit it.

The damp sensation on her thighs disgusted her. The fluid oozing out soaked her thighs further, spreading wider with every crawl. Under the eerie light of the SM room, the inside of her thighs glistened. David Park watched from behind, a satisfied expression on his face.

"Why did you come here today? Didn't you come here to be abused? Didn't you want to do these shameful things?"

"Yes... that's right."

Sarah Lee answered, sitting upright at David Park's feet. It was her honest truth. She had never felt such excitement, such dazed euphoria before.

"Then beg me. Beg me to abuse you more. Beg me to make you do more shameful things."

"Yes..."

Sarah Lee sat upright and bowed her forehead to the floor.

"Please, David Park... abuse me more. I want to do even more shameful things. Please..."

Something inside Sarah Lee felt lighter. Her honest self had surfaced. It was strange how her trust in David Park kept growing.

"Shall I reward you? Keep your legs spread like that."

Sarah Lee slowly spread her knees, which had been pressed tightly together. Beneath her thin pubic hair, the thick bud of her clitoris was faintly visible.

David Park removed only his right sock and slid his bare foot between her knees. Sarah Lee's body stiffened, then instinctively tried to close her legs.

"P-please... at least use your hand..."

"Why? A woman like you is fine with a foot. Now, spread them. I'll be nice to you..."

"Ah... too much..."

Reluctantly, Sarah Lee spread her legs and accepted David Park's foot. Immediately, the sole began moving back and forth along her slit.

"Uuuh... Ahh..."

Sarah Lee's body arched backward. Pleasure surged, soaking her sex instantly. But when David Park tried to insert his big toe, Sarah Lee panicked and lifted her hips.

"Don't resist. Put your hands behind your back and use your hips to enjoy it."

Sarah Lee quietly lowered her hips and began moving her entire vulva against the sole, rubbing herself.

"Kyuuh... Ahh..."

"That's it... just like that..."

A line of sweat ran down Sarah Lee's lewd face.

I'm feeling it with a foot...

An intense sensation surged up her spine. David Park's big toe slid in, sticky and thick.

"Ugh..."

Her vaginal opening contracted, and arousal fluid overflowed.

"Seems quite good. It suits you well, hmph..."

Inside her sensitive mucosa, David Park's thick big toe wriggled deeply.

"S-stop... Ahh..."

Her lips trembled, moans spilling out continuously. Sarah Lee kept her hands behind her back, her back bent at an angle, her sweat-soaked body trembling slightly.

"Now, I'll let you come. You'll come from a foot. That's the treatment you deserve."

"Ahh... more... more..."

Squelching, lewd sounds echoed. The foot moved faster, rubbing her clitoris.

"Ugh... I-I'm coming...!"

Sarah Lee cried out crudely, announcing her climax.

Her throat twisted, sweat droplets fell. Her sex contracted, and arousal fluid gushed out like she was urinating. Her body arched, convulsing two or three times. Then she collapsed forward, her body surrendering to David Park's foot.

Sarah Lee's wrists were now tied behind her back. A black cloth covered her eyes. She lay face-down on the floor, knees and face touching the ground, legs spread wide, hips raised high—exposing every part of herself to David Park, just as before.

"From now on, I'll give you what you've been longing for most."

David Park said.

What I've been longing for?

Sarah Lee didn't know. A sound like opening a bottle came from behind her.

I'm scared...

In the darkness, Sarah Lee trembled with fear. Yet a faint anticipation kept her in that lewd posture.

What David Park pulled from the bottle was lotion purchased at the front desk. He scooped some of the slick liquid and smeared it over Sarah Lee's backside, the rosebud of her anus.

"Ugh..."

Sarah Lee instinctively lowered her hips to escape David Park's finger. A slap landed on her buttock.

"Ugh..."

"I'll be nice to you—don't move!"

"But... that place is dirty..."

Sarah Lee pleaded desperately in a weeping voice.

"I'll put my finger into this dirty place now. Be grateful."

David Park used both hands, rubbing in circles, slowly unfolding each tightly clenched wrinkle.

"Aah... no..."

Sarah Lee arched her back, pressed her face to the floor, and writhed.

She had never been touched there before. But she knew such sex existed, and deep down, she knew it was something she secretly desired—just as David Park said.

My anus... is being touched... like a toy...

Just thinking this sent a powerful wave of pleasure surging from the core of her body.

Her oval-shaped anus, slick with lotion, stretched left and right, up and down. As the relentless massage slowly loosened the muscle, Sarah Lee suddenly let out a fart.

"You fool..."

"Aah... I'm sorry... really..."

"Why is everything about you so loose—here and there?"

"I'm so embarrassed... Ah... I want to die..."

Blushing all over, Sarah Lee shook her head and began sobbing.

David Park's touch gradually changed. His shallow probing shifted to deeper movements, as if exposing the mucosal lining.

"Has anything ever been inserted here?"

"N-no..."

"Really? Then this will be your first deflowering."

David Park's index finger smoothly entered the center of her well-lubricated anus.

"Ah... Aah...!"

Sarah Lee straightened her back and thrashed.

Her bound hands behind her back curled into key shapes, as if grasping for something, scratching the air. David Park pushed the finger deeper into the center of her beautifully heart-shaped buttocks.

"Ugh... it's dirty... don't put anything else in...!"

Overwhelmed by this alien pleasure, Sarah Lee shook her head wildly, lost in confusion.

"How does it feel to have a finger in your ass? Pretty intense, huh...?"

"U-ugh... don't move... don't move..."

"The real massage starts now. Let's try this."

Keeping his index finger inserted up to the second knuckle, David Park began rotating his wrist in slow circles.

"Aah... hnn... ugh..."

It was a pleasure as if the muscles around her anus were melting with heat. Through the thin wall of her rectum, stimulation reached the entrance of her vagina.

"Stop... stop... please... now stop..."

"You feel it so intensely... you pervert..."

Pushing his index finger deeper, David Park inserted his thumb into Sarah Lee's dripping vaginal entrance.

He rubbed the thin membrane of her internal walls with his fingers. Instantly, a blissful moan escaped Sarah Lee's lips.

"I'm... I'm coming again...!"

Sarah Lee's sweat-soaked naked body began trembling violently.

"If you want to come, say it. Say:'Sarah Lee is a lewd bitch who feels pleasure with a finger in her ass.'"

"Waa... S-Sarah Lee is a lewd bitch who feels pleasure with a finger in her ass..."

"Say it again."

"Sarah Lee is a lewd bitch who feels pleasure with a finger in her ass..."

"Hahaa... good, good. I'll let you come like this."

David Park used his other hand to rub Sarah Lee's clit. It was hard, swollen to more than double its size.

"Khh... ugh..."

Sarah Lee screamed like an animal as her vagina and anus contracted simultaneously, reaching climax in an instant.

She twisted her body, collapsing her kneeling posture. Yet David Park didn't pull his fingers out, and her muscles convulsed violently.

Sweat trickled down Sarah Lee's lewd face—one drop, then another.

Afterward, David Park slowly pulled his fingers from her clinging mucosa, wiped her lower body with a tissue, and gently stroked Sarah Lee's hair, watching her breathe heavily in the afterglow.

David Park pulled Sarah Lee into his arms and lifted her onto the bed. He kissed her mouth fiercely. Bound and helpless, Sarah Lee responded with a strong embrace, surrendering to the sudden change—his touch now soft, gentle, and tender.

They never met again. But they still exchange emails. To Sarah Lee, David Park became a trusted confidant, a friend with whom she shares silly jokes in chat.

"I'll end it here, as promised. I can't explain it well, but this is what my SM is about."

David Park said when they parted.

Thank you, David Park. I feel like I've learned so many things...