episode_0024

As the applause rang out, the director, who had been under a spell, came to his senses.

I steadied my breathing.

“…Are you planning to retouch this as well?”

He acted as if nothing had happened, behaving just like usual.

This photo was my doing.

While the director briefly went to the restroom, I uploaded the content from his phone to the computer.

“This is really absurd. You said you wouldn’t do anything today, but here you are planning to do such a shoddy thing?”

Having dropped a hint, it was unlikely that he would feel discomfort suddenly seeing this photo while selecting images.

I turned my head to observe the director’s reaction.

“Right.”

The director nodded.

“I was planning to retouch this nicely too. We agreed you would help with the work today, right? Let’s work on this together.”

The hypnotic suggestion had clearly taken effect.

“Hmm…!”

The director’s arms wrapped around me, encircling my waist.

It was like a roller coaster safety belt.

Perhaps he wanted to ensure I couldn’t escape, though I had no intention of running away.

Nevertheless, pretending like this made it seem like we were a couple, working on the computer together and being affectionate, which I enjoyed.

“Eugene, have you ever tried retouching photos before?”

“…No.”

“I’ll teach you. It’s not difficult, so once you try it, you’ll be able to do it on your own.”

I opened Photoshop.

Displayed my photo.

“Grab the mouse.”

I followed the director’s instructions and held the mouse.

Then,

The director’s large hand folded over mine, moving my hand as if manipulating the mouse, explaining the process of photo retouching step by step.

In this moment, it felt like a scene from a movie where a man and woman sculpt pottery together.

I paid no attention to the director’s explanation.

I was editing my buttocks with my own hands.

Adjusted the saturation to make my already pinkish anus even brighter pink.

I even attempted to erase the dot next to my plump labia.

“Even this is possible.”

Words etched onto the white mound like tattoos.

‘Amateur female’

‘Owner’s exclusive urinal’

Each inscribed on the right and left sides.

If one were to get such tattoos, they would likely be banned from bathhouses and swimming pools for life.

“W-Who’s the owner?”

Heart pounding.

Just seeing those words excited me.

Despite appearing gentle on the outside, there was darkness lurking within, which was intriguing.

I gently swayed my hips, teasing the director’s penis with my vagina.

The director seemed excited; his erection was firm.

“Even this is possible.”

The white liquid flowing from the front and back genitals in the photo changed, signifying something easily recognizable.

Semen.

I could sense the director’s desire to ejaculate abundantly inside me.

But it didn’t end there.

Once again, the director engraved a word.

He wrote ‘100’ around the round anus.

Did he want to ejaculate a hundred times?

Just imagining it made my lower abdomen ache.

“Ah… ♡”

My chest trembled as a sweet breath escaped involuntarily.

“Really… This is truly low…”

I lightly smacked the director’s thigh.

“It feels like using a mop like this.”

“A mop? Not you, Eugene?”

“What nonsense. I’m a virgin.”

So, hurry and try it out.

You can confirm for free whether you’re a virgin or not.

If inserted now, the unused vagina with an intact hymen will definitely appear.

“Since you’re beautiful, Eugene, I thought you might have quite a bit of experience?”

“Not at all.”

“I thought you’d receive confessions from other models whenever you were bored. Maybe you’re not interested in men?”

“I’m human too, so of course I have interests. Specifically… there is a man I’m interested in.”

I said calmly, but my heart was pounding so loudly it seemed audible to others.

A man of interest.

The person in question was right behind me.

This was practically a confession, wasn’t it?

The problem was that the person in question seemed completely oblivious.

Even now, I was mustering the courage to tempt him like this.

“Could it be… not me?”

My heart skipped a beat.

I stopped breathing, frozen in place.

“No way, right? Who would like a pathetic pervert like Director-nim?”

Oh my goodness!

Heo Yujin, you idiot!

I should have approached him honestly without being scared just now.

I blamed myself for wearing a mask and lying as usual.

But I had no choice.

Because it’s scary.

What if the director, who confessed to liking me, reacts badly?

Even though I believe in myself, based on how the director has treated me so far, he seems to treat me like a child and lacks romantic interest in me.

So.

Physically interested, maybe, but mentally not so much.

If he was interested, he would have shown it long ago like other men.

To confirm this, I dropped a hint.

If he had even a little interest in me, he’d want to devour me.

“Is that so?”

The director’s hand slipped away from mine.

“Too bad. I’m interested in Yujin.”

“What?”

I turned around in surprise.

In that moment,

The director suddenly embraced me and stood up from his seat.

“W-what just happened…”

Before I could say anything, the director laid me down on the bed.

This… is it.

The moment I’ve been waiting for is finally here.

“What do I do because I feel sorry?”

The director grabbed both of my wrists with one hand and held them firmly above my head, using his other hand to caress my chest.

“You betrayed the trust Yujin gave you.”

No, I didn’t.

I believed in you.

I really did.

As expected of the director.

The man I fancied instinctively knew what I wanted.

Although hypnosis was used in this process.

It’s almost like the director’s true feelings.

“Yujin.”

Whispering in my ear while caressing my chest, the director said,

“I’m going to devour our Yujin from now on.”

“…Really?”

“Of course. I’ll punish the defenseless Yujin so much it’ll be cruel.”

Ah, I love it too much.

Through this, I can tell.

The director actually has feelings for me.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“It’s not nonsense. I’m going to devour Yujin like a dog.”

“Huuhh… ♡”

How romantic these words are.

Upon hearing such words, a female cannot help but surrender to a male.

“Do you think I’ll just stay still? This is rape. As soon as I get home, I’ll report Director-nim as a rapist to the police.”

Of course, I don’t actually intend to do that.

I just spat out those words to intensify the situation and make it more exciting.

In adult comics, it’s common for the female lead to threaten to report to the police, only to succumb to the male lead and become his sexual outlet.

“Can you really report it? If you do, everyone will know Yujin’s personal information nationwide.”

Such threats are so thrilling.

My heart trembles.

Even my private parts tremble.

“And.”

The director’s hand, which was tightly gripping my chest, moved down to my belly, then slid down towards my lower abdomen.

Smoothly.

It reached my private part through my lower abdomen.

“Just seeing you wet makes me think Yujin is also anticipating this, isn’t she?”

“Uh-huh…”

He caresses over my leggings.

Either my arousal was evident or the leggings clung tightly to my private part.

“Look. You’re dripping wet.”

The director pushed his fingers, coated with my arousal, in front of my eyes.

“…Ah, no!”

“You really can’t be honest.”

“It’s not that I can’t be honest, I really mean no.”

The director pulled out his manhood.

He climbed on top of me, using his weight to prevent me from moving.

My chest acted as a cushion.

“Are you really sure?”

The director forcefully pressed his grotesque, vein-lined penis against my face and teased my nostrils with the tip against my nose.

The strong scent of penis paralyzed my sense of smell.

I was half-closed like a catnip-intoxicated cat.

Insane.

I really love the smell of cock.

It doesn’t seem like it’s called “cockaine” for no reason.

A slippery liquid smeared on the tip of my nose.

It’s probably pre-cum.

“Really not?”

“Ah, no… How many times do I have to say…”

“Lies.”

The director said he knew that none of what I was saying was sincere.

“I guess I’ll have to help until Yujin becomes honest.”

The director above me began to explore every part of my body this time.

Chest.

Side.

Stomach.

Lower abdomen.

Thigh.

He explored every nook and cranny from top to bottom.

“Haah… Ugh…”

Sensitive as if my whole body had become an erogenous zone.

With each touch of the director’s hand, I tensed up with force at the tips of my toes.

“Ah….”

As if unwrapping wrapping paper, the director lifted my tank top and exposed my chest in one go.

Pointy nipples.

Even my areolas were slightly more swollen than usual.

“A pretty shade of pink.”

The director bit down tightly on my nipple.

“Nyaat…!”