episode_0021

“See you at the next shoot.”

“….”

The director stepped out with a gentle smile, bidding farewell.

As soon as the door closed, I collapsed onto the bed.

“Haah….”

I stared blankly at the ceiling.

How many times did I reach the peak?

At least five times.

When reaching climax repeatedly, I genuinely thought I was going insane.

Did I truly understand why it’s described as losing oneself in climax?

The pleasure crashed over my mind like rough waves, almost driving me to the brink of losing my sanity.

Turning on my side, I grabbed my phone.

There was a notification.

It was from the director.

I checked it immediately.

“[You have one too.]”

A photo was attached.

“Oh….”

I gasped as soon as I saw the picture.

The screen filled with flesh tones.

An alluring peach-shaped buttocks.

Two small hands spreading the buttocks apart, revealing two holes that should not be easily exposed to others.

The image quality was so good that it seemed possible to count each anal crease if zoomed in.

A glistening vagina that shone as if oiled.

The swollen clitoris had deepened from light pink to a darker shade of pink.

“…This is insane, absolutely insane.”

The highlight of this photo.

A badge placed on top of the buttocks.

Face, name, resident registration number, address.

Detailed personal information was clearly stated.

If this single photo were leaked online, my life would be completely exposed.

The protagonist humiliatingly exposing their buttocks in this photo is me.

I was forced to take such a photo as a punishment in the game.

I resisted.

I refused multiple times, thinking this was just too much.

But I had no right to refuse.

In the end, I had to declare, “I am a defeated, pathetic female,” and take the photo.

Naturally, the photographer was the director, and the original photo was also in the director’s possession.

In other words,

My life was now in the director’s hands.

“This… ”

I tightly gripped my phone with both hands, trembling all over.

“Hu… Hu…”

I chuckled softly.

“…Maybe slightly pleased?”

I knew I wasn’t normal myself.

If I were normal, I would be disgusted and terrified.

Within a year, this had happened.

After searching for erotic comics every single day for a year.

I had transformed from a cute model to a perverted one.

All thanks to the director.

If the director had normal tastes, I wouldn’t have fallen this far.

Ryo and Sunae… Can they coexist?

I still didn’t fully understand, but exploring the high-level works the author advocated for led me to become who I am now.

Even the director would find excessive violence and abuse repulsive.

Just a few days ago, I wondered how pain could feel good.

But experiencing it firsthand, it actually felt good.

Like when my clitoris was pinched.

Or when my buttocks were smacked hard just now.

Tears welled up from the pain.

But after a few more hits, my body gradually warmed up, my breath quickened, and I started feeling good.

It wasn’t as extreme as making sounds like “Ouch!” or “Ah!” that shouldn’t come from a human, as seen in erotic comics.

Still, I couldn’t deny that it felt good.

I thought I had some masochistic tendencies, but I never expected it to be this intense.

“The director has to take responsibility for this.”

It’s only natural for the person who caused harm to take responsibility.

Since the director turned me into this pervert, it’s only fair for them to take responsibility.

Especially since they took this kind of photo….

This photo is equivalent to saying, “You are mine for life.”

“Isn’t this… a proposal?”

We’re not even dating, yet we’re already diving into proposals.

The order is all messed up, but that’s fine.

Anyway, I’ve now become the director’s female.

Alright then.

Nodding my head as I organized my thoughts.

It’s strange, but I’m moving in the direction I first dreamed of.

If… the director abandons me…

That won’t happen.

I won’t let it happen.

I have hypnosis.

If they try to abandon me due to a loss of interest, I’ll hypnotize them to ensure they can never leave me for life.

This is the last resort.

By the way,

Didn’t we agree to meet at the next shoot?

I checked my schedule immediately.

The next shoot is in three days.

There are two days left.

I could go meet them first, but that seems suspicious.

Why would a woman with flaws willingly meet a man who has his own weaknesses?

Unless there’s a reason to meet.

I hope a natural opportunity arises for us to meet as smoothly as possible.

The best scenario is if the director personally calls for me.

However…

Saying “see you at the next shoot” probably means they have no intention of calling in between.

Does that make sense?

I can easily play around with a beauty like me, so leaving me alone doesn’t seem right.

Other men can’t touch me even if they want to, which frustrates them.

I really don’t understand.

Then it happened.

Just when I was grumbling about not understanding the director who abandoned the beauty, a message popped up from the director.

[“Would you like to go for a walk together tomorrow morning?”]

I dropped my phone and slowly covered my face with both hands.

“Ugh…!”

I screamed and kicked the bed with my foot.

“…As expected of my male.”

I’m so pretty it’s killing me.

Yes, that’s it!

There’s no way I’ll be toyed with quietly.

I have to enjoy every moment to the fullest.

“Seriously… what am I going to do from the morning… I’m not even in heat like a damn dog…”

Chuckling, I muttered.

Joy overflowed.

Seeing them call out, it seems like they want to do something naughty outdoors this time.

Will our first experience happen on the walking path?

Ideally, I’d prefer it on the bed, but this seems fine as it is.

“Or…!”

Don’t assume it will definitely lead to sex.

A walk.

Perhaps they want to make me walk like a dog, naked, with a collar around my neck.

…Should I bring a dog leash and tail from home?

I hummed happily while imagining.

* * *

On the way back home, my head cooled down, and I regained my senses.

What have I done?

Looking at the defeat photo of Yujin in the album, I washed my face briskly.

I got too carried away and ended up taking such a risky photo.

While common in erotic comics, isn’t this a crime in real life?

Yujin, who initially refused to take photos, was threatened that worse things would happen if she didn’t pose for the picture.

“No matter how you look at it…”

I feel like I’ve crossed a line.

But I can’t bring myself to delete this precious photo.

Since I started getting along with Yujin, the relationship I wanted wasn’t this master-slave dynamic.

I wanted to get to know Yujin by pretending to be under hypnosis, gradually becoming closer and forming a friendship.

It seems like I’ve strayed too far from my initial goal.

Although this is indeed the result of faithfully playing along with Yujin’s hypnosis…

What does Yujin want to gain through me?

I don’t think it’s just to indulge in these manic erotic activities.

If that were the case, she would have asked some other handsome man, not me.

While the hyena lurking to devour Yujin once is eager, she rejects all such advances.

When a male model who had a shoot with her at a magazine recently boldly confessed his feelings, the outcome was a failure.

Yujin simply replied, “Oh, is that so?” and dismissed him.

If she truly wanted something erotic, she would have gone straight to a motel and spread her legs wide in front of the man.

However, so far, Yujin liked things to be as vulgar as possible, but she had never been to a motel and her virginity was glaringly obvious in her awkwardness about sexual matters.

Even though I might be a loser, I could tell that Yujin was a virgin through her immature behavior.

Why me, though?

Is it really because she likes me?

Just the delusion of a typical loser.

But it’s close enough to reality to not dismiss it as just a delusion.

If Yujin’s actions so far were genuinely because she liked me, it would make some sense.

Just calling me kindly by my name and acting all lovey-dovey is evidence enough.

Why?

Why does she like me?

It’s a mystery.

If Yujin really does like me, could we improve our current strange relationship?

A friend who can comfortably chat in everyday life.

Perhaps it could even evolve into a romantic relationship.

Of course, the current relationship is pleasant and good enough.

Will there ever be another chance in my life for someone like me to have a pretty girl like Yujin?

Obviously not.

Still, I hope this bizarre relationship could turn into a normal one.

If Yujin were my girlfriend, today’s photo could be considered a kind of play.

But since she’s not my girlfriend, it’s a crime.

“If Yujin were my girlfriend….”

Just the thought is exhilarating.

All the ups and downs so far could be seen as a build-up to meeting Yujin, rather than a dark past.

Let’s not drink kimchi soup.

First, let’s start getting closer step by step.

To do that, I sent a message to Yujin.

[“Would you like to go for a walk together tomorrow morning?”]

The reply came about 5 minutes later.

“Trash.”

My eyes widened at the response.

Is there a reason to be called trash here?

Oh.

Maybe the text I sent before this one was the issue.

Then another reply came.

“Got it. See you tomorrow at 6.”

She wants to meet quite early.

It’ll still be dark at that time.

I replied, “Understood.”