After hearing what Hazel said to me, I fell into something akin to panic for a moment.

    That means “Why would I wash my master on this late night? It was also said to be fragrant.”.

    Judging by the time when I heard this, or the fact that she was washing me ‘fragrantly’, Hazel’s purpose in washing me was simple enough.

    “Well, I… that… Well, I don’t know…”

    There was a time recently where I almost got killed, and that remained a terrible, terrible memory for me.

    Of course, I’m not sure if that’s because I was trying to be rude or if I was trying to stick a knife in the heart.

    “Hehe… As you know. Don’t worry. This time, I won’t have to scold you.”

    This time, I presume they are saying that they will ask for ‘permission’ to put it in or that they will not give the medicine.

    But I wonder if I’m upset about something else, like my miserable stamina that doesn’t allow me to go more than 10 minutes.

    Considering that Baek Harin got so angry about this part that he grabbed me and raped me until I cried and declared surrender, I can’t be sure how Hazel, who I think has anger management disorder, would react. does not exist.

    If a person with almost otherworldly beauty and a glamorous body approaches me with a request to have sex first, if it is normal, there is no reason to refuse.

    However, there are cases where filtering is necessary.

    The first is if the person is a flower snake.

    If you don’t want to waste your life, skip it.

    The second is when the person is ‘Hazel’.

    If you go against your will, you can be killed, or at least your whole body can be turned into a rag. Filter.

    “But, I have to… I-Should I do that..?”

    “Hmm… I’m sure you know very well that I didn’t give you a ‘choice’.”

    However, even if it is a situation where I judge that I must filter out, I only filter out someone I can filter out.

    I am in a position where I have to ‘obey’ Hazel, not in a position where I have ‘choice’.

    “Ah… I’m sorry… I have to do it…!”

    “More than that, the reason for your refusal is… is it because you don’t like me? Or are you doing it because you’re scared?”

    I don’t like Hazel, but the biggest reason, as I’ve said before, is because I’m scared.

    What I think is so amazing about Hazel is that even though she has such outstanding beauty, she made a man whose main body is his dick refuse to have sex out of fear of ‘himself’.

    In most cases, this is difficult to do, but it is amazing, whether in a good or bad sense.

    “Well, I’m scared… I-I like Hazel..!”

    “You really don’t have to be scared this time. Puheup… Ah, how can you be so cute…”

    Hazel let out a little laugh when she saw me falter under pressure and hesitate.

    At the same time, he gently rubbed his shoulder against mine and came closer to me, expressing his positively heightened emotional state not only through words but also through actions.

    “Well… I’m afraid I’ll make you feel bad again… Well, then you’ll get angry… Well, then you’ll be scared… So…”

    “It’s okay. You really don’t have to be scared. After all, the owner is calm on the bed.”

    It’s not that I’m calm because I have a calm temperament, but because if I cum just once, I lose all my strength and become unable to do anything.

    Hazel is probably saying this because she knows that, so you can just say that as a lie.

    You must have heard a lot from Baek Harin.

    If she were that girl, she would not hesitate to tell me that I cried because I couldn’t stand it because I was bullied for no reason.

    Of course, thanks to that incident, I was able to clearly see my limitations, but it was such a great shame to me that I still feel dizzy just thinking about it.

    “……”

    “Hmm… You suddenly became speechless? Still, I won’t make my master cry. Don’t worry. Hehe…”

    One thing we can know after hearing this is that although it may have been unbelievable, Baek Harin actually told him about it.

    Seriously, what on earth are you talking about like that?

    Soon enough, everyone in the world will know.

    “Yes…”

    “Huh? My face got redder… Let’s say it was because of the hot bath water. Cute owner.”

    It seems like he’s gotten used to teasing me now.

    Even though he clearly knows that my face is flushed with embarrassment, he laughs and acts as if he is hiding an open secret.

    “……Yes.”

    “Ah, but if you really want to shed tears…”

    Hazel, who had been having fun by teasing me for a while, suddenly got up from her seat and stood in front of me sitting in the bathtub, bending down to face me from top to bottom.

    The face that had a humorous smile on it changed to expressionless as it got closer to mine, so I wondered if something was wrong.

    But Hazel didn’t do anything big to me, but quietly grabbed my left cheek with her right hand.

    He then stretched his thumb upward and gently rubbed the end of my eye, the area where the tear ducts are, with the tip of his thumb.

    The distance between Hazel’s face and mine was so close that it took my breath away, and I was seeing some inexplicable behavior, so my mind suddenly started to become extremely anxious.

    “W-what is it…? Suddenly… I didn’t do anything…”

    “I can make you shed so much that the bedroom will be filled with your own tears. Kuhehe..♡”

    The words I heard didn’t seem like anything special, but they were so scary that I got goosebumps just hearing them.

    I’m saying this because I experienced it with Baek Harin, but it’s clear that sexual torture is more painful than you think.

    Baek Harin simply fucked me until she was satisfied, and the act, which could even be considered sexual torture, was painful and difficult enough to make me cry and shake my head.

    But does it rise to the level of ‘torture’ carried out with deliberate intention? Further detailed explanation is omitted.

    Moreover, he has some strange drugs, and if he uses them and creates a synergistic effect… he may end up in a more painful situation than the violence he has experienced so far.

    This makes me think that it may not be an exaggeration to say that it will bring you to tears, and it is so scary that just imagining it gives me goosebumps.

    ” Absolutely not..! no..! I, never..! no..!! Whoa, I don’t want it..! Please, please don’t do that..!!”

    “Well, I thought you would. If the owner was a masochist, the sight of him wanting it and asking for it would have been truly worth seeing. It’s a shame.”

    This bitch is a sadist.

    Look at the words and actions of this bitch who wants to see me suffer herself.

    Look at this behavior, saying these words with a smile at a distance of only 5 centimeters, checking the reaction up close, and laughing again.

    After seeing this, no one will be able to refute my words at all.

    “Ah, unfortunately..? Yes… I’m sorry I’m not a masochist…”

    In fact, if I were to be honest, I wasn’t a masochist at all, I was closer to the opposite.

    However, when I met Baek Harin, my illusions about him were cruelly shattered.

    At least for me, women were perceived as beings that could not be hit.

    It’s not because I’m a gentle person, and even though I didn’t become the champion, I was a mixed martial artist, so I couldn’t overpower him. I even said I should give it a try, but I almost got beaten up.

    Anyone who has seen a bitch go wild in a game right in front of her will know that no matter how much of a bitch she is normally, if she gets offended and clenches her fists, she will naturally become docile.

    Surprisingly, I’ve never been beaten by that bitch, and sometimes, if I get too upset, she’ll choke me and force me to shut up.

    Anyway, if I had met a more obedient woman, at least my fantasy wouldn’t have been shattered, but since my first and last dating experience was with such a hard woman, my fantasy was shattered like a glass.

    “It’s okay. I’m not a masochist either? There is no need to feel guilty about that.”

    Actually, I didn’t say I was truly sorry, but I’m sure he knew that.

    “Thank you…”

    “Yes.”

    With that answer, Hazel removed her hand from my cheek, which she had been holding for a long time, and returned to her original position, sitting next to me with her body pressed against her.

    After facing each other at a distance so close that we could feel each other’s breath, we finally feel free to breathe.

    “Ha… It’s nice to feel relaxed. I was planning to leave early, but I’ll leave a little later. All we have left is time, so there’s no need to rush, right?”

    “You can stay comfortably..! Well, you don’t have to try to leave quickly… It’s okay even if it takes two or three hours… Because…”

    I am secretly praying that this bath will never end.

    It’s almost like a big picture of Hazel falling asleep, unable to bear the drowsiness in this very warm bathtub.

    I don’t want to get on the bed anymore.

    He reassured me that he would take care of everything, but I don’t know what it will be like when he goes up.

    Still, looking at Hazel’s current state, there’s a good chance she’ll fall asleep from exhaustion after taking a real bath…

    “No, I will leave in exactly 20 minutes. The tablet… turns on the timer…”

    Fuck.

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