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“Si-hyun. Are you studying these days?”

One day last year, while my mom was having breakfast, she asked me casually.

It wasn’t just a simple nagging about studying. It was more like a sincere concern.

I was in the midst of uncertain circumstances, having to retake the college entrance exam. When I was a boy, I could handle things on my own, but since becoming a girl, my parents worried excessively about me.

Actually, it was understandable. When I was a boy, I was reckless and could handle my life on my own, but as a girl, I felt like a broken finger that couldn’t do anything anymore.

“Uh… I am studying.”

“Really? Are you attending the cram school regularly?”

“Yes, Mom… I am attending regularly.”

I lied with a weak voice. My parents, not completely clueless, might have noticed, but I didn’t elaborate on my studies. They had other worries.

“I understand that. But do you have a boyfriend these days?”

“Me, a boyfriend?”

“That kid who dropped you off late before said so.”

“Why suddenly him, Mom?”

“Just curious about who he is. Is he a good kid? Not a troublemaker, right?”

My mom asked with great concern. She was worried about me hanging out with troublemakers from the past. The worry only increased when I became a girl. Being mixed up with a rough crowd of girls was a concern for her.

“No, Mom… He’s someone I met at the cram school.”

“Is that so? Is he a good kid?”

“…He’s not a troublemaker.”

I gave a vague answer. Well, at least Gun-woo isn’t a troublemaker. He’s just a serious pervert.

“Girls should be careful around boys. You’re pretty, so you need to be even more cautious. Choosing a good guy to date is also a skill. If you’re not confident in your studies, date a good guy, even if he’s a boy. With your pretty face, you’ll get half the job done.”

“Mom… That’s so materialistic.”

My mom, who gave such advice outright, wasn’t an ordinary person. Anyway, the nagging ended there. But this time, I was worried.

As my mom feared, I wasn’t studying properly. Of course, I was preoccupied with Gun-woo… which is somewhat of an excuse. Even if it wasn’t Gun-woo, I probably wouldn’t have studied much.

Certainly, blaming Gun-woo for suddenly not going to the cram school anymore without any room for excuses was justified, but regardless of whose fault it was, I was genuinely worried about my future.

My dream of becoming a martial artist as a girl was shattered. I never had a knack for studying, and all I had, as my mom said, was my face. Oh, and I have really big breasts.

Anyway, I couldn’t help but worry.

“Hey, what’s bothering you? Why are you so sullen?”

Gun-woo noticed something was up.

“Is that something you should ask? Obviously, it’s because of you.”

“What? Screw you.”

After asking, Gun-woo pushed my head back onto his penis. Having started to submit to Gun-woo, I had no choice but to suck him.

“Ugh, you’re sucking so well. Are you practicing at home?”

I shot him a slightly angry look at his words, but Gun-woo just pushed my head further, almost choking me.

“Hey, stop.”

“Ugh- Stop it! You bastard.”

“I told you beforehand.”

Gun-woo laughed mockingly and pushed his still semi-erect penis back into my face.

“Clean it.”

At Gunwoo’s command, I immediately began cleaning and giving him a blowjob. While licking the dirty semen and pre-cum on his still partially erect penis, I fondled his testicles. This had become a familiar routine. Gunwoo petted my head as I focused on the blowjob and said, “Did your mom nag at you about something at home?”

“How did you know?”

“Well, besides that, is there anything else that could bother you? Maybe because you were late recently?”

“It’s not just because of that.”

Continuing to lick Gunwoo’s penis, I talked about the nagging I received in the morning. Gunwoo seemed intrigued.

“Really? You do have reasons to worry. Your only daughter isn’t studying but sucking and fucking.”

“You’re not doing it either, though.”

“What are you saying? I’m not completely idle, you know? Just lacking enthusiasm this year.”

“…It’s over.”

As we exchanged words, I thoroughly licked his penis clean. Standing between Gunwoo’s legs, I waited for his next command.

Unexpectedly, Gunwoo gave a new order.

“Hey. Get ready to go out.”

“…Where are we going?”

“To your place.”

“What? Why are you coming to my house?”

“What’s wrong with a master visiting a slave’s house?”

When Gunwoo mentioned being a slave, my resistance faded as if it were a lie. Given my identity as a sex slave, obedience prevailed in the face of Gunwoo’s commands as a master.

“But my mom is at home…”

“Even better. It’s nice to show what kind of guy your ‘boyfriend’ is, right?”

Gunwoo’s words carried a sinister curiosity, hinting at what embarrassment and shame he could inflict upon me. Ironically, I also anticipated what humiliation might come.

“Do as you wish.”

“Alright, shall we go then? Get ready now.”

Concealing such subtle expectations, I prepared to go out. Gunwoo emerged looking remarkably neat and composed, almost like a model student.

“Let’s go.”

“Why are you bringing those things?”

However, Gunwoo was also carrying a bag he used to take to his academy. When I asked why he was taking it, Gunwoo responded with an air of ‘Isn’t it obvious?’

“Well, we need an excuse to say we came to study together, right?”

“Oh.”

“Well, it’s not just an excuse; we will actually study.”

Gunwoo chuckled mischievously. He was up to something, although I couldn’t quite grasp his intentions.

Soon enough, we arrived at my house. Even entering my own home made my heart race as I opened the front door.

“Mom, I’m back.”

“You’re early today—oh? And who’s this with you?”

“Hello. I’m Si-hyun’s boyfriend.”

With Gunwoo introducing himself as my boyfriend, my mom looked surprised.

“Oh, really?”

“…Yes.”

Looking at me for confirmation, I quietly nodded. In reality, I was a sex slave to my master.

“If he was such a good kid, you should’ve told us earlier… Oh, come on in.”

“Please feel free to speak comfortably, ma’am. You can call me Gunwoo, Kim Gunwoo.”

“Oh, what a polite young man. Nice to meet you, Gunwoo.”

My mom seemed to like Gunwoo’s outward appearance, resembling a model student. She promptly served snacks and juice to Gunwoo.

“I see… You met at the private institute. Did you become friends by chance?”

“He came to teach me. We already knew each other from school.”

“I see. Were you close?”

“We were really close. Right, Si-hyun?”

“…Yeah.”

He was skilled at lying without even licking his lips. Not only that, he deliberately showed some skinship with his boyfriend to his mother. His mother looked at Geonwoo with eyes full of honey.

“You seem to be doing very well in your studies.”

“To be honest, I’m also embarrassed because I’m taking the college entrance exam. Of course, I’m aiming for Seoul National University, so…”

“Oh my… Seoul National University? Then what major are you aiming for?”

“For now, I’m considering law or business administration.”

His mother asked various questions with hopeful eyes. Geonwoo answered with lies mixed with some truth, actively creating an exemplary student image.

“Hmm… So you came to teach Sehyun how to study.”

“I came to study together rather than teach.”

“To Sehyun, it might seem like that… I shouldn’t say this, but even if Sehyun is pretty on the outside, her connection with studying might be a bit…”

“No, she’s very smart and quick-witted. She’ll see results with a little studying.”

“Oh my, really?”

Geonwoo spun sweet lies like a poem. His mother fell for those lies. I was shivering with fear, but I had no choice but to watch Geonwoo’s actions.

“Can I go to Sehyun’s room now?”

“Oh, snap out of it. I was holding you back too much, right? Don’t worry about me and go in quickly. Sehyun, you should listen to your friend, right?”

“…Yes, Mom.”

Leaving his clueless mother behind, I led Geonwoo to my room.

“Is this your room? Decorate it more like a girl’s room.”

“Shh, quiet.”

A year later, my room was far from being called a girl’s room. The stark wallpaper, mismatched bedding, no cute teddy bears, and instead, sweaty-smelling martial arts athlete posters adorned the walls.

Clack-

“Shall we start?”

“What are you going to do?”

Geonwoo closed my door. When he locked it, I involuntarily became nervous. It was a mix of fear and anticipation of what Geonwoo would do next.

“We have to study.”

“Are you really going to study?”

“Yes.”

However, somehow Geonwoo took out study materials from his bag. They seemed basic for Geonwoo’s level.

“I brought things that suit you. I’ve organized all the notes, so you can read them roughly on your own.”

“What about you?”

“Me? I need to study too.”

Geonwoo said that and sat down at the desk. There was only one chair.

“You sit down too.”

“Where?”

“Here.”

Geonwoo tapped his lap.

“Sit here. Hurry up.”

Geonwoo’s demeanor changed. He commanded as usual, with intentions of humiliation. I sat on his lap as instructed.

“Let’s start studying.”

After giving that command, Geonwoo licked my neck. Despite feeling goosebumps from his breath and tongue on my neck, I picked up a pencil and started studying.

However, Geonwoo continued to touch my body. Smelling my hair, licking my face, nibbling my ear… It was more mocking than affectionate. But he clearly felt something from it.

“Stop… please…”

“Concentrate. You’ll have exams after this.”

Geonwoo soon began to explore my chest. He put his hand inside my clothes, unhooked my bra, and exposed my chest. Even though the door was closed and my mom could come home anytime, he was audacious. No, perhaps Geonwoo didn’t care whether he got caught or not. As long as he could humiliate me, that was enough for him.

“You need to focus on studying, right? Are you already wet?”

“You… Ah, stop doing that-”

“Quiet. If you’re a slave, act like a slave and only think about your master’s orders.”

Before I knew it, Geonwoo touched my panties and said. Stimulating my clitoris exactly on top of the panties. He also told me to keep focusing on studying.

“If you don’t do well on the test, I’ll punish you.”

Upon Geonwoo’s words promising punishment, I sped up my pencil playfully.