044. Seo XX, Class 6, 2nd Grade, XXX Academy (1)

April 1st.

It’s April Fools’ Day, but since every day feels like April Fools’ Day, I don’t feel anything special.

“If it goes well, it might even reach 50,000, Haeun-ah?”

“……”

Her YouTube channel was growing steadily.

Her subscribers had surpassed 10,000.

The first video where she showed off her body is already nearing 40,000 views.

Honestly, I knew it would definitely become popular, but I couldn’t guarantee it would take off this quickly.

It seems like adding titles in different languages was effective.

Those crazy tits are universally understood.

“…Thanks for the meal.”

“Already?”

“Yeah.”

Is it thanks to the skyrocketing views?

Or is it thanks to pretending I came thick and heavy inside Seo Haeun’s pussy?

Since that day, Seo Haeun had become extremely docile.

As long as I don’t force sex, she doesn’t ignore or defy my words.

I thought it would take a long time to properly tame her, but she submitted sooner than I expected, which surprised even me.

“Just leave the dishes soaking in the sink. I’ll clean them up.”

“…Yeah.”

I don’t intend to treat Seo Haeun harshly, as long as she doesn’t try to kick me out.

Sex is only satisfying to fuck if she nods along, after all.

Even for me, it’s hard to fuck a woman who resists fiercely, pouring her body and soul into it.

Of course, it’s true that the more she resists, the more satisfying it is…

“I’ll go into my room, Kang Joo-hyuk….”

“When you go to my room, I left the clothes delivered today on the bed? Wear those.”

“……Yeah.”

Her pretending to be nonchalant while frowning as she satisfied my lust was hot in its own way.

…What should I order today.

As long as it’s not sex,

she complies with everything.

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I think I’ve figured out how to handle Kang Joo-hyuk to some extent.

Men are just balls of lust, after all.

No matter how much that big, burly psychopath…

if you satisfy his urges about two or three times a day, he surprisingly becomes manageable.

…Those two or three times

are so disgusting, that’s the problem.

“Hey, that looks good on you, Haeun-ah.”

“……”

Wearing only panties, his wickedly smiling face, which appeared the moment he entered his room with a ssik, was scary, like a villain from a movie.

Furthermore, like the crazy psychopath villain he is, he really liked seeing me kneeling and sitting demurely on the bed.

Just why does he like humiliating me so much?

I thought I would get used to even those humiliating acts if I kept doing them, but that was wishful thinking.

…Enough to get used to it that easily,

he didn’t possess normal sexual desire.

Well,

it’s only natural, I guess, since he’s the man who raped me from the beginning.

“This was surprisingly expensive, but it’s definitely worth the money. The fabric looks decent too.”

…I can’t believe I’m wearing a school uniform I wore years ago at my age.

Moreover, it’s not even an ordinary school uniform.

Something that looks like it belongs in an anime…

No.

It’s actually cosplay clothes that appear in anime.

The skirt isn’t overtly short enough to show panties, nor is it vulgar enough to reveal my chest, but that makes it even creepier and more disgusting.

“It’s not too revealing. Not bad. We could film the next video with this. It’s popular these days.”

“…This?”

Making excuses about needing to film with different outfits soon, he’s already made me wear these weird clothes two or three times.

And then, saying he needed to find out if the subscribers would get off seeing this, I wanted to rip off Kang Joo-hyuk’s dick for forcing me to give him manual stimulation.

…In the end, I couldn’t say a word and obediently did it, though.

“If you don’t like this, we can film wearing just leggings and a tank top. Or how about dolphin shorts to show off your thighs?”

“…I’ll just wear this.”

“Right. Revealing too much would be a waste of your image. Put that on first.”

“……”

When I look at myself in the mirror, cold sweat keeps breaking out.

Why did these crazy bastards make the school uniform into a one-piece dress?

The fluttering is annoying enough, but when this guy grabs the hem of the skirt and lifts it all the way up, even my bra is completely revealed.

I hate the ribbon on the chest area, I can’t tell what it’s supposed to be used for, it’s creepy, and

the huge black ribbon, which is questionable whether it was meant to be worn on the head, is repulsive.

Moreover, the white socks that only reach up to my calves give me the creeps with some strange fetishistic vibe.

But above all else,

the fact that I look good in this outfit, even to my own eyes, is the most annoying thing.

…How thrilled that guy must be,

making a 26-year-old woman

wear these clothes and do lewd things.

“Not too revealing. Not too plain either. The thighs are barely visible. The knees are clearly visible too…”

“…I get it, so stop touching me…”

“Why? …You called for it, didn’t you?”

“…So, lie down…”

But no matter how shameful it is, the fact that I have to satisfy this man’s urges hasn’t changed.

Two to three times until he’s satisfied.

If done by hand, it’s always three times.

…If I satisfy him in a more shameful way than that, it’s twice.

“Okay. I’ve lain down. …What are you going to do for me?”

“…Today, breasts……”

“Fine.”

But if I didn’t start first, he wouldn’t let me go until he cummed three times, no matter how shameful the method I used to satisfy his urges.

With a method other than using my hands,

I had to take the initiative to soothe his dick, and he would finish with just two cumshots.

…He said many times that if we had sex, he’d finish in one go, but

I don’t want that.

My body would be ruined.

“Hey, are you going to take off your clothes?”

“It’s a one-piece dress. If you’re going to do it with my breasts, I have to take it off….”

“That won’t do.”

I no longer had any intention of stopping him from blatantly shoving his phone in my face.

Since I’ve already been filmed once anyway, it means nothing if I get filmed more.

He’s not someone who’ll listen even if I get angry and tell him not to film me.

Even if it means being recorded on video,

it’s better than being forcibly raped and getting pregnant.

Calming down that crazy psychopath’s lust somehow was safer.

“Now, fold the skirt up like this. Do it while wearing it. I bought it with effort, it’d be a waste if you didn’t wear it, right?”

“……”

He lifts the hem of the skirt, capturing my clearly revealed underwear and bra on his phone.

Biting my lip in front of the camera, unable to resist, I carefully unhook my bra.

…Everything except my pussy has already been filmed anyway.

Having sex was probably all captured too.

What meaning do breasts or nipples have now?

As long as I’m not raped, it’s fine.

As long as my mind isn’t messed with, it’s fine.

“You have the lube, right? Give it to me. I’ll apply it for you.”

“…Here.”

I hand him the lube I placed on the bed and lift my skirt with my own hands.

Even just posing to show my panties would make me too embarrassed to lift my head, but

exposing my naked body up to my breasts makes my whole body tremble uncontrollably from shame.

At least the skirt covers my face…

“Haeun-ah, if you lift it like that, I can’t see your face. Bite the skirt. With your mouth.”

“……”

…but

he never let me off the hook easily.

Following his command, I bite the lifted skirt and show him my body from my breasts to my thighs, completely naked except for my panties.

While filming me like that, he applied lube to one hand and was fondling my exposed breasts with sticky fingers.

“About this much should be applied, right? Do the rest yourself. Next.”

“…Eugh.”

Only after enduring his lewd touch for a long time, making my breasts sticky, could I get down from above him.

Because I was biting the skirt, I couldn’t even answer “Yeah,” so I replied by nodding instead.

Then, enduring all sorts of humiliation and shame, I pull off his panties while he looks down at me with mocking eyes.

…Crazy bastard, really.

What did you even do to get hard already…

“You’ll do it yourself even if I don’t ask, right?”

“……”

This time, without even nodding, I stroke his soap-scented dick with one hand.

It’s hot, but not sticky yet.

It’s curved sideways, so I straighten it upwards, adjust the angle, and slowly push my breasts against it.

Ah, if I do this, the head… will touch the clothes…

He keeps saying this part is sensitive…

“It’s fine. Do it. As long as you don’t cum inside the clothes, it’s okay.”

But the moment I heard his words, I didn’t hesitate, embracing his dick with my breasts and moving slowly.

Jjilkeok-jjilkeok.

The sound of the lube smeared on my breasts dirtying his dick keeps tickling my ears.

Likewise, his dick too, as if trying to dirty my breasts, was twitching, wriggling, and gradually spewing out sticky fluid.

“…Just the sound alone could probably make money. Haeun-ah.”

“…Pffft, don’t talk such fucking bullshit!”

“Hey, hey. Your dick is covered by the clothes.”

Without even having time to retort to his bullshit, he again lifted my school uniform dress, shoved it into my mouth, and captured my clearly revealed breasts on camera.

…Son of a bitch, really.

Thinking I wanted to end this horrible time even one second sooner by quickly squeezing out the cum, I crudely rub my breasts against his dick.

Jjilkeok-jjilkeok.

Jeubeuk-jeubeuk.

Lewd sounds echoed, enough to make one shudder if heard from outside, and

“Fuuu….”

his pathetic sigh, seeming pleased, also reached my ears.

…Right.

You’re still a man, after all.

No matter how much of a psychopath, fucking lunatic, crazy bastard he is,

he can’t do anything if his dick is tormented…

“Puh…heu…”

Breathing heavily, I diligently squeeze his dick dry.

Cheolpeok-cheolpeok.

Making even the slapping sound as my lower breasts touch his pubic bone,

with my breasts that he so lustfully desires,

I squeeze his desire out.

“Hey, wait a sec.”

Even if he says to let go.

“The clothes will get dirty, Haeun-ah.”

Ignoring his words for the first time today,

“…Fuck it, I don’t care.”

Until this disgusting outfit he forced me to wear gets dirty,

Continuously.

Stickily.

I squeeze out his semen.

…Ha.

It got stained white on the black uniform, but

since it’s not my clothes anyway,

I didn’t feel it was a waste at all.