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    The sadism hidden behind Dayoung’s seemingly gentle smile made his heart tremble.

    The determination to take away his physical freedom after leaving merciless marks on his buttocks.

    Immediately after that, the sadist smiled happily as if nothing had happened.

    Eugene appeared in Seopwoo’s mind.

    The way she forbids touching the groin area.

    “Are you standing?”

    Dayoung asked in a whisper in a relaxed tone.

    Seopwoo’s ears twitched.

    “Yes, yes, yes? Yes?”

    At that moment, Dayoung’s hand quickly and naturally swept over his groin.

    “Huh fishing!”

    Seop-woo, who was so shocked and embarrassed, stumbled around, breathing loudly.

    It was a movement that could easily be seen by people walking behind.

    Dayoung acted in a voice that was unlikely to be heard by those around her.

    “Honey, what’s wrong? Are you okay?”

    Seopwoo felt the heat on his face spread behind his ears.

    He finally straightened his posture.

    “Are you okay?”

    Okay, nod.

    When people stopped paying attention to the two, she came back and whispered.

    “You packed up so much… and then you stood up again?”

    “……”

    Dayoung smiled with satisfaction.

    I crossed the street.

    After starting to walk on the sidewalk, Seopwoo’s facial color gradually returned to its original state.

    “Mr. Seopwoo.”

    “Yes?”

    Dayoung asked.

    “But there wasn’t anything you liked in the store earlier?”

    It was a voice full of everyday reality.

    It makes you feel like you are classmates who have just had a meal together a couple of times.

    A tone of voice mixed with appropriate intimacy and curiosity.

    Seopwoo felt at ease with the familiarity of walking through the campus.

    “Oh, well… Actually, I don’t want to ride a Japanese bike.”

    “Oh my. Was that the reason?”

    Dayoung looked at Seopwoo with an expression that said she had not thought about it at all.

    From what I heard from a fellow bike enthusiast who joined the company, if you take Japan out of that world, there are few options left.

    “Anyway, well… Then, there are European and American products left.”

    “Is that so?”

    “But actually, I wasn’t thinking about American products. Because it doesn’t suit young people.”

    An hour later.

    After leaving the BMW store and looking around the Ducati store, Seopwoo stared for a long time at the tourer that seemed to be a mix of American and cruiser styles.

    Da-young, who came right next to him with the dealer and looked at Seop-woo’s expression, said with a smile on his face.

    “Take a seat.”

    For some reason, these words felt like an order.

    Seopwoo got on the bike.

    ‘Ugh!’

    The moment my hot butt touched the sheet, my skin started to feel sore as if I was having a seizure.

    Although he didn’t make a sound, Dayoung didn’t miss the sight of him stiffening and contracting his thigh and buttock muscles.

    She slowly raised the corner of her mouth and looked down at Seopwoo.

    “Do you like it?”

    A smile that shows sadistic pleasure.

    Dayoung’s words weren’t asking about the bike, but it seemed as if she was asking if you liked the mark she left on your butt.

    Seopwoo nodded with a puzzled face.

    “Just stay there.”

    Dayoung took out her phone and took a picture of him sitting on the bike.

    As if telling me to keep sitting, taking my time slowly.

    Even after taking the picture, she didn’t say she could stand up.

    “Wait a moment. I will tell the CEO first.”

    Dayoung sent a message to Eugene.

    A few seconds later, Eugene’s phone call came.

    “Yes, CEO.”

    At that moment, Seopwoo’s face heated up.

    I somehow feel like I was cheating on Eugene.

    Moreover, the person on the other end was having a friendly conversation with Eugene.

    My heart was beating heavily.

    There was also blood in my groin.

    After exchanging a few words, Dayoung turned to the dealer and asked.

    “How long will the waiting period be?”

    “If you sign a contract today, it will probably take about 6 weeks at the earliest. It may take 1-2 weeks more.”

    After a while, the call, which lasted a few more words, ended.

    Only then did Seopwoo receive permission to stand up.

    He barely got off the bike in an awkward position due to the pain he felt behind him and the excitement he felt in front of him.

    The two people followed the dealer to the table to write down the contract.

    The moment Seopwoo saw the contract amount approaching 40 million won, his heart sank.

    But he couldn’t stop Dayoung from signing the contract.

    Eugene told me to choose, so I had to choose.

    He silently signed the contract that Dayoung pushed with one hand.

    * * *

    Even after completing the contract, Da-young felt bad about sending Seop-woo off right away.

    She was a woman who could choose any man she wanted, but the last time she touched a man there was not recently.

    And more than anything, there was something I wanted to ask Seopwoo.

    Dayoung took Seopwoo to a franchise cafe two blocks away from the Ducati dealership.

    When she ordered iced Americano, Seopwoo ordered the same menu.

    The two people who took the ordered drinks walked to an empty corner table.

    Dayoung looked at Seopwoo as he carefully sat down on the chair.

    As she continued to stare at her face, Seopwoo shyly sipped his coffee.

    Dayoung smiled and opened her mouth.

    It was an expression that gave me a sense of anticipation.

    “Can I ask you something?”

    “Yes? Yes, yes.”

    His voice trembled slightly.

    “Is there anyone who beats Seopwoo?”

    “Peep! Cough! Cough! Wow…!”

    “Oh my. What is so surprising?”

    “Cluck, crunch……”

    “…embarrassing the person who asked.”

    The anticipation on Dayoung’s face quickly disappeared.

    Seopwoo suppressed his cough and wiped his mouth.

    Dayoung lowered her eyes with a disappointed face and fiddled with her coffee.

    she asked again.

    “Girlfriend?”

    “……”

    “You were going on a date today. That’s why you brought a whip, right?”

    “……”

    You exchanged text messages with that person earlier.

    I guess your girlfriend ordered you to shave there too.

    Such thoughts crossed Dayoung’s head.

    “If I ask you what’s wrong with your butt, what will you say?”

    “……”

    “……There is no answer.”

    Dayoung lowered her gaze.

    Seopwoo looked at her.

    I remembered what she said after I bought the medicine.

    [Is it good for me?]

    [So today’s work is something we both wanted to do, right?]

    ‘Because I want both.’

    Now that I think about it, I understand that what Dayoung said was that the reason she whipped him was not simply because she was angry.

    Seopwoo’s heart was pounding.

    Have you ever spent such a long time alone with a girl of your own age who is as pretty as this?

    Regardless of the level of appearance, has there ever been a woman of her age who expressed interest in her so bluntly in the first place?

    There was no one there until just a week ago.

    His face heated up.

    Dayoung took a sip of coffee.

    “You won’t talk about me, right?”

    “Yes?”

    “That’s how the butt happened. You can’t talk about me.”

    “Yes? Yes, ……”

    She took another sip of coffee and then immediately got up.

    “I’ll go first.”

    “Yes? Uh, yes, yes.”

    The two broke up like that.

    Without exchanging phone numbers,

    With only each other’s names, faces, and memories of a perverted and intense time.

    * * *

    4 pm.

    It was Ga-eun’s tutoring time.

    After Da-young left and until they came to Seongbuk-dong, Seop-woo’s arms trembled every time his butt hurt.

    [Try rubbing one more time. I will beat you with the same boat as before.]

    Dayoung’s words remained vivid in my ears.

    No matter how sore the skin that had been violated by the cane was, Seopwoo could not bear to massage it.

    Seopwoo arrived at Gaeun’s house.

    There was no contact from Eugene until this time.

    Even though Seopwoo felt relieved, he became increasingly anxious.

    Every time I think of Eugene, the moment when semen erupts explosively in Dayoung’s hand comes to mind.

    How intense was the pleasure at that moment.

    Seop-woo was very afraid to face her, feeling anxious that he had gone too far beyond the line that Yu-jin allowed.

    The only people in the house were the housekeeper and two people in casual clothes.

    Even after confirming that Eugene was not there, Seopwoo’s heart continued to pound.

    Ga-eun sat down first, and then he pulled another chair closer and sat down.

    The moment his skin touched the seat, Seopwoo bit his lip.

    Class has begun.

    It was bearable at first.

    However, as time passed, my buttocks, which were in contact with the chair, began to hurt more and more.

    As time passed by 10 to 20 minutes, my face became stiff and I couldn’t hide my concentration.

    “Teacher, I feel a little strange today.”

    About 30 minutes later, Ga-eun looked at his face and said,

    “Why are you so anxious?”

    “Uh, huh?”

    “I feel like a person who got dumped by his girlfriend.”

    “Uh, huh? Where is my girlfriend?”

    “Why do you stutter?”

    “Huh? That’s right, because you… say something strange.”

    “Hmm.”

    Ga-eun looked at him from the corner of her eye, as if she had a feeling but no physical evidence.

    “It looks exactly like that.”

    “Don’t say anything else, just look at this.”

    Ga-eun turned her head on the desk.

    Meanwhile, Seopwoo’s cheeks turned slightly red, but then regained their original color.

    An hour after class started, he got up to go to the bathroom.

    My butt was so numb and burning that I couldn’t bear it without touching it.

    He entered the bathroom through the second floor hallway and started struggling as soon as he closed the door.

    “Uuuuuk…… Ugh……!”

    The hand reached right in front of the hip and then hesitated in the air.

    After fiddling with the air for about 10 seconds, he eventually covered his buttocks with his palms.

    And then he stroked it like crazy.

    ◦ at

    A deep breathing sound, almost like a moan, came out as I opened my lips.

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