episode_0012

Sometimes, exciting moments come unexpectedly.

During those times, ordinary flowers become the fluttering forms of love.

The dreary self-study room becomes a space for creating intimate memories just for the two of us.

Coincidences that approach without warning.

The irregularity of heartbeats.

“Ah, I must be in love.”

The tiny gap of time that humbly makes you realize.

That moment was now.

There was no need for many words.

Selfishly, I asked the person I love.

If it’s okay to torment you, to humiliate you to gain a sense of conquest. If it’s okay to punish you whenever I feel bad, to use you to satisfy my sexual desires.

If you can lower yourself to less than human for me.

She answered.

“No, I don’t want to…”

She simply said with a hurried breath.

But that one short word hit me so strongly.

The passive plea to be treated roughly.

The plea to be loved even if it means being tormented pierced my heart, but her words didn’t end there.

“…Please.”

She firmly drove the wedge in. From now on, not a teacher.

Definitely, a slave.

She wanted me to treat her like that.

Then, she slightly regained her composure, embarrassed yet observing my reaction.

“It’s hard to endure.”

It wasn’t easy.

It was a test of great patience.

Her tutoring wasn’t over yet.

Until she begged me to kill her virginity – I never had any intention of having sex.

It was a promise. A promise between us not to force ourselves on each other.

*Sigh…*

So, I clenched my fist tightly.

Endurance of sex. Level 99.

As my hand trembled – she suddenly changed her expression.

As if to say, “Hey, Baek Seonghyun.”

And now. She called me “Hey.” To her master.

“Do you like this kind of thing?”

“…”

I was angry.

But I was also excited.

Yoo Seoyoung had many unexpected sides to her.

“Maybe.”

Looking at me provocatively, she teased me.

“Are you excited?”

The sweetly flushed cheek, the slight biting of the lips, the licking motion. The more she bit her lips, the slight closing of her eyelids, expressing a small joy.

I, have defeated you.

Just that – my limited patience hit rock bottom.

“Are you excited, Seonghyun?”

*Sigh… I feel embarrassed.”

“…”

She seemed slightly upset.

The tongue gently chewing between her small lips, and the two characters hesitantly emerging stickily.

“It’s bad.”

Between her lips,

A red flower bloomed.

The person I love, sighed slightly resignedly. I knew that my casual words had left a deep wound in her heart.

She said.

With a face that contained a bit of longing and resentment.

“Can’t you at least say you’re excited, even as a joke?”

“Not yet.”

I grabbed her sitting buttocks as if to crush them with one hand.

“The tutoring isn’t over yet…”

*Sigh…*

“…Please.”

I violently kneaded. Not treating the body of a precious person, but just like kneading dough.

Her soft buttocks changed shape under the strength of my hand.

“Is it okay to speak like this?”

*Sigh…*

“We haven’t even set the rules yet.”

We need to set the rules today. If this woman keeps making me feel excited, everything will be ruined.

*Sigh…*

I touched her buttocks roughly, and she clung to me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

Was she enjoying my rough touch? It was embarrassing to see her rubbing her own buttocks in my hand.

“If we’re going to do this, when are we going to establish the second rule? Huh? We should set the rules first.”

I spoke with a slightly angry tone of reprimand. But Yoo Seo-young showed no sign of listening.

The teacher, who had already flipped the switch, smiled and touched my chest muscles as if in ecstasy.

“Oh… you’re not me…”

Then she smiled at me.

“Don’t.”

Seriously, if she teases me again, I won’t be able to stop.

“…Please.”

“Phew…”

Yoo Seo-young.

Everything about her is lovely.

So, she must be punished.

I forcibly pulled her away. Yoo Seo-young’s expression soured a bit.

“Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“Wait.”

She was just trying to close the curtain, but she seemed to be in pain and wanting to cling to me.

Her reaction hurt a lot.

The expression that those who have never been rejected can’t make – it made me feel sorry.

‘That expression…’

I walked over to close the curtain.

It was difficult to walk because of the erect penis. I needed to release it immediately.

‘I won’t let you do it.’

I locked the window. Locked the classroom door from the inside. Click. And turned off the lights.

Turning off all the lights in the self-study room and locking the door from the inside.

This place became a dark dungeon.

“Se… Seong-hyun?”

The homeroom teacher called me, seeming a little flustered.

I forgave her.

“Address me properly.”

“Yes… master.”

She bowed her head, enveloped in a lewd anticipation. When I turned on one of the stands on the teacher’s desk, an orange warm light illuminated Yoo Seo-young’s face and mine.

“Have you ever thought it’s strange?”

“…What?”

“If we set the rules, we should leave evidence. Like a document. Or a recording.”

“…Ah.”

Yoo Seo-young’s face shook with despair.

Like a candle flickering in the wind. Her eyes turned pitch black.

‘Even at this point, she’s afraid of this. I’m sorry.’

I felt a little sorry on the first day too.

But – I resolved not to make her make that expression again.

The pain she could experience is only the pain I allowed.

“Take out your phone.”

“…Yes?”

I’m going to record with that.”

“With that? Master?”

Yoo Seo-young looked slightly flustered.

“But then you won’t be able to threaten me…”

Slowly reaching out my fist, I grabbed her neck. There was enough time for her to react.

But even though she saw my hand and understood my intention, she didn’t try to avoid it.

She just made a slightly nervous expression.

“…Kkuh. Huh…k.”

Her thin and soft neck was caught in my firm grip.

Without pressing the center with my thumb, I gently wrapped the side of her neck to make her feel the suffocation as I tightened my grip.

“K…kkuh…I’m sorry, master.”

Her hand tried to reach up.

But knowing it was a punishment, she thoroughly suppressed her reflexive response.

“Huh…huk…”

When she started to cry with difficulty.

I let go of my hand.

“Phew…huh…”

She slightly drooled and sat back down.

“Don’t talk back to me.”

“I’m s-sorry…”

“Do you want to be threatened?”

“Huh…”

She hesitated slightly.

If she had watched a lot of porn, she would surely know. What kind of treatment she would receive if her identity was exposed and publicized on the internet.

She didn’t want that.

Yoo Seo-young – she had to live a happier life than in her past life.

After helping her up, I said.

“If you really want to be threatened, send it.”

“Ah.”

The phone is in her hand. From the start, it was recording with her phone. As long as it wasn’t hacked, there was no problem.

“Seriously, your body. Legally, if you want to submit to me until the end, send it.”

“Ah…”

A transparent tear formed in her eyes, shimmering slightly.

“And…”

I whispered in her ear.

“If you give me that phone…”

“…”

“I know how to dig until the end for real.”

“Heh…”

“Now, try it.”

I pushed the phone towards her. Not my phone, but ‘her’ phone.

In front of her, I recited the first rule between us.

“It’s recording right now. Got it?”

“I understand…”

“Don’t delete it, listen to it and masturbate when I tell you to.”

“…Yes.”

As she tried to put one hand into her skirt, she hesitated like a cautious animal and pulled back.

“Do it.”

“Huh…yes…”

I touched her cheek. Slowly and precisely, I said,

“I am Baek Seonghyun’s slave.”

“I am…Baek Seonghyun’s…slave.”

“I will be punished whenever my master is in a bad mood.”

“I will…be punished whenever my master is in a bad mood.”

Word by word, the precious words flowed as if they were valuable.

I roughly touched her private part as if praising her.

A slightly curving waist. But as I gently stroked it, a sticky liquid flowed down, making her panties and stockings unwearable.

“Huh…”

Her melting face smiled gratefully.

“It’s okay for my master to use me as he pleases. I will accept whatever he does.”

“If my master…huh…wants to use me as he pleases, I will accept whatever he does.”

It was hard to control my erect penis.

But it wasn’t the right time yet.

“Spread your legs anytime, and say you’ll open your filthy hole. Say you decided that yourself because you wanted it.”

I said cruelly while looking at the recording device.

It was a cruel thing to say to a teacher who had died like that in a past life. But because it was her phone, I hoped she would be excited.

“If my master…huh…wants to use me as he pleases, I will accept whatever he does. If he wants me to spread my legs and open my lewd hole, I will offer it. This…is a rule I agreed to.”

One sentence, one word at a time.

There was hesitation and shame.

The feeling of defeat declaring that a being with human dignity must obey with just one gesture.

Even though it was her own phone, there was an anxiety that it would be recorded forever.

Still.

“Whatever you do. However you treat me.”

“Whatever you do. However you treat me.”

Which words would be the most humiliating? While pondering, I remembered a line from an erotic novel I had read. I recited it as best as I could remember.

“I am your cock receptacle, so please use me as you please. I will gladly accept anything. Try it.”

Then,

“Huh…huh…Seonghyun. Do I really have to do this? I…I’m not good at acting…”

“Do you want to die?”

Slowly. I put my hand on her neck and applied a slight pressure with my fingers.

She trembled as if she would choke. I could feel the tension in her leg muscles.

Her face – it seemed to be engulfed in lewd and sadistic pleasure.

Even though it was clear that people would die without oxygen.

She did not raise her hand to mine this time either. It was as if she was showing her attitude as a slave.

She obediently accepted the torture that made it difficult to breathe. I released my hand. Her body took in a deep breath.

“Do it again.”

Then Yoo Seoyoung, smiling, said,

“I am…your cock receptacle. Please use me as you please.”

Her words crossed the line.

The term “cock receptacle” was not something I had instructed her to say.

“Choking by Juin was… so good. Suddenly being threatening…huff. Slowly raise your hands. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, it was so good – I thought I would pass out.”

As Juin let out a breath, his member seemed to pulse as if it would pierce through his pants.

But what was truly pulsating was not his genitals.

It was his heart and soul.

“My heart is racing… pounding so hard… I feel like I’m going crazy. Hit me. Anywhere, whenever Juin feels bad… cheek. Butt… all of it. Use your hands and whip me. Hard, sting me. I’ll gladly accept it.”

“Ah…”

“I’m the kind of woman who enjoys that kind of thing… a bad woman, sting me. Because I’m a cum dump. Punish me. I’ll always accept it happily.”

“…Ah.”

“This is the rule, I agreed to it…”

Already, my patience had reached its limit. No matter how much I tried to control all the variables as a regressor.

I can’t bear it anymore. Absolutely not.

Absolutely not,

I must not add a single word after that.

But she looked at me, with a slightly tearful face, and said softly.

“Please.”

That’s it.

It’s the teacher’s fault.

I said to her.

“Slap me.”