Uhhh… 사소한 문제

Michael blinked open his eyes as the warm morning sunlight filtered through his bedroom windows. The very first sensation he registered was an incredibly tight, wet heat wrapping around his shaft. Looking down past his sheets, he saw the sleek blonde hair of his dear step-sister Sylvia.

Michael grinned and pointed down with his index finger, signalling her to go deeper. Under the ring’s absolute command, Sylvia didn't hesitate for a second. She wrapped her soft hands around the base of his groin and bobbed her head with eager, submissive devotion, her throat opening up completely to take his full length. Within minutes, Michael buckled his hips and unleashed a thick, heavy load straight down her throat. Sylvia swallowed every drop obediently, wiped her lips with a polished smile, and left him to enjoy what was supposed to be a highly anticipated weekend of pure rest and relaxation.

Michael stretched, completely satisfied, and went to pull on some comfortable clothes.

DING-DONG.

The loud chime of the doorbell echoed through the quiet house. Strange. Michael hadn’t expected any visitors today. Brow furrowed, Michael walked downstairs and opened the front door, completely unprepared for who was standing on his porch.

There stood Bae Seo Yeon, the stunning, popular Korean Azurian he had previously claimed. She was dressed in casual clothes, but next to her stood a slightly older, remarkably beautiful Korean woman. The older woman possessed the same striking, porcelain features and jaw-dropping hourglass figure as Seo Yeon, but carried herself with an aura of immense sophistication, wealth, and strict matriarchal authority.

Michael blinked, looking between the two of them. "Seo Yeon? What's going on here?"

Seo Yeon stepped forward, bowing her head respectfully to him before speaking in a completely serious, brainwashed tone. "Good morning, husband. As you know, since we are to be happily married in the future, my family's strict traditional protocols must now be observed."

She gestured gracefully to the older woman beside her.

"This is my mother. According to my family tradition, whenever a daughter is about to take a husband, the matriarch must personally conduct a thorough, rigorous evaluation of the groom. She is here to inspect your household, your demeanor, and your physical capabilities to deem if you are truly worthy of the role."

The older woman stepped into the foyer, her sharp, intelligent eyes scanning Michael from head to toe with an intense, unreadable gaze.

Michael stood in his doorway, completely perplexed. The ring had successfully rewritten Seo Yeon's mind so he could fuck her to his heart’s content, but it seemed the artifact’s logic had now manifested a highly intense, traditional mother-in-law inspection that he hadn't bargained for.

"My name is Kim Soo Ah," the older woman announced, her voice dripping with smooth, elegant authority as she stepped past Michael into the living room. Her tailored skirt suit hugged her mature, jaw-dropping hourglass curves perfectly as she glided over to the sofa and sat down, crossing her long, elegant legs. She glanced around the room with a critical, evaluating eye. "A glass of water, please, Michael. We have much to discuss regarding your worthiness as my daughter's husband."

"Right. One sec," Michael replied, masking his confusion with a calm and respectful smile.

He gave a subtle nod to Seo Yeon, signaling her to follow him. Once they were safely inside the privacy of the kitchen, Michael turned to her, keeping his voice low. "Alright, Seo Yeon, let's talk. What exactly is the play here? Because you and I both know this whole 'marriage' thing is just the official label."

Thanks to the ring’s powers, Seo Yeon didn't know about the magic artifact itself - only Raenice shared that secret - but her core desires had been completely warped. To her, being "married" simply meant she was his exclusive, brainwashed property.

"I understand completely, Michael," Seo Yeon whispered, stepping close to him with a deeply submissive, adoring look in her eyes. "I know you don't actually want the civilian burden of being a real husband to me. Honestly... I don't want that either. I just want to be your obedient little sex toy, available whenever you want to use my body."

She glanced back toward the living room where her mother was waiting.

"My mother is incredibly traditional, strict, and powerful in our family," Seo Yeon continued softly, a brainwashed smirk spreading across her beautiful face. "If she evaluates you under normal circumstances, she will expect a traditional marriage. But...you have that incredible ‘weapon’ that turned me into this…why not you use it on her too?."

Michael was confused as he never told Seo Yeon about the ring - then he followed her gaze and realised she was looking at the bulge in his pants. He raised an eyebrow, genuinely amused and slightly stunned by the sheer corruption of the suggestion. "You're telling me to fuck your own mother and turn her into a plaything right alongside you?"

"If it makes things easier for you, yes," Seo Yeon replied without a single shred of hesitation, her brainwashed mind completely devoid of normal family morals. "She is a very beautiful, high-class woman, Michael. She deserves to know what it feels like to obey you."

Michael's gaze drifted toward the kitchen doorway, catching a glimpse of Soo Ah’s remarkably hot, mature MILF physique resting on his couch. The thought of breaking down a sophisticated, high-society Korean matriarch and turning her into an obedient addition to his harem was incredibly appealing.

He smirked, grabbing a glass of cold water from the counter and resting his right thumb firmly against the crystal of his ring.

"You know what, Seo Yeon? You're a genius," Michael whispered, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Let's go take a crack at your mother."