Chapter Index

    Tirolong-!

    “···Come in.”

    Should I say that he is indeed a man with a golden spoon? Rahee’s living room was different from the entrance.

    “If you look next to there, there are slippers for guests, so wear them if you are going to wear them.”

    This is a single room with dozens of slippers for guests, or is it really right to call it a single room in the first place?

    If this is a single room, then what on earth is the studio I’m living in now…? Poppy’s private bathroom?

    “What are you doing? Why don’t you come in quickly?”

    “Ah, I was thinking about the background of the birth of communism for a moment.”

    “···What nonsense are you talking about out of the blue? Did you ever drink at the club?”

    One day, Rahee suddenly looked at me as if she was looking at something similar to a mushroom growing in a shoe cabinet. Then, Rahee, who had already entered the house, came towards me and sniffed.

    “It doesn’t smell like alcohol…”

    “Go! How dare you treat me like a drunk driving criminal! The only traffic law I have ever broken in my life is jaywalking.”

    “Isn’t that actually something that shouldn’t be violated? It’s dangerous.”

    “Okay, that’s it. Please guide me quickly.”

    So I followed Rahee into her living room. As soon as he succeeded in entering in that way, he held out the envelope he was holding towards Rahee.

    “Now, a gift.”

    “···These are all things I bought with my own money.”

    “But the one holding it now is me, right?”

    As I looked at the bag with the words ‘Sasage Mall’ printed on it and a smiling sausage character on it, I was reminded of something that happened at an adult toy store. Rahee’s face, which had managed to regain its original color during the car ride here, started to spread red again.

    The funny thing was that, for someone who reacted that way, he very obediently took what was in my hand.

    I could tell just by looking at it.

    ‘Hey, I’m looking forward to this.’

    Look at it as evidence.

    “So? What should I do now?”

    Even though he seems to be speaking bluntly, he is constantly looking at me with his eyes.

    “Are you asking because you don’t know that?”

    “Mo, I’m not asking because I don’t know!”

    “You have to show it to me first.”

    “···Show me?”

    what?

    A speech bubble that seemed to say just that seemed to be floating above Rahee’s head.

    “Masturbation.”

    “What…?!”

    “Would you like to know how you usually masturbate so I can help you with that or not?”

    “Well, that’s…”

    I guess I have nothing to say.

    Because my words will feel like a correct opinion.

    If you look at it in detail, it is not necessarily wrong.

    In that moment, did he even imagine himself naked and shamefully masturbating in front of me?

    He urged Rahee, who was now without sunglasses or a baseball cap, and was lowering her head, exposing her blushing face.

    “What are you doing? Don’t start quickly.”

    “W, here…”

    “What?”

    “Not here…”

    “You can just sit on the sofa and do it.”

    “This is not the place to do that! You idiot!”

    This isn’t the place to do that.

    So, does that mean there is a separate spot for masturbation?

    Surprisingly, it was.

    As soon as Rahee approached the wall and put her fingerprint on the recognition device attached to it, the wall was pushed aside with a whining sound, and a staircase leading to the basement appeared.

    “Unrelated…”

    *****

    It was my first time.

    So, it means bringing someone else into this space.

    Is that why it was like that?

    My heart was pounding my body like crazy. As if I was doing something I shouldn’t have done.

    “Hu-eup, ha, Hu-eup, ha-”

    “What are you doing? Why don’t you take it off quickly? Everyone is waiting.”

    Surely sometimes, when the stress builds up to an unbearable level, I don’t really have anything different from what I’m doing, so why do I get so nervous?

    “Ah, I understand, so…!”

    It used to be that way, but today I was particularly concerned about the lens part of the camera.

    ···No, what really bothered me was not the lenses, but the ‘eyes’ of the man sitting on a chair behind them.

    ‘Look, I’m watching…’

    When she masturbated to relieve stress, she always imagined it.

    I thought, if that thing over there was a person and not a camera or something, what if someone sat there and watched me as if appreciating my unsightly appearance?

    It was something she often had as a side dish, so she thought it was nothing special, but the reality was different from her imagination.

    No, it was on a different level.

    Although slightly bloodshot, the eyes seem to be full of energy,

    Every time it passed over my body, a chilling sensation spread through my body, as if ice was grazing my bare skin. This was true even though he was clearly wearing clothes.

    It’s like this even though I’m wearing clothes, so what happens when I take them off?

    What would happen if I were to be caught in that guy’s gaze without anything on my body?

    I was curious.

    I was curious, but I didn’t have the courage to check.

    It had no choice but to be like that.

    I had no choice but to do that… because once I found out, it felt like something would become irreversible.

    “You are probably the only pervert in the world who even keeps items to use when masturbating.”

    “ugh…!”

    That part was a bit unfair.

    The mask I am currently wearing over my face was not purchased separately or anything like that, but was a gift I received after participating in a secret auction hosted by an organization.

    It was true, but it didn’t occur to me to refute that guy’s statement.

    It was because of the awkward feeling that started to spread along my spine the moment the gaze, as if I was looking at something pathetic, landed on my body.

    “Well, if I keep doing this, I’m going to leak.”

    “Ah, I understand…!”

    Slowly… I started taking off the things I was wearing.

    It was originally a bomb shelter built in preparation for a national disaster, but the sound of fabric brushing against skin spread into the underground space, which had long since been used for a completely different purpose.

    I thought that the sound seemed particularly loud today.

    Tuk-!

    Even the sound of something hanging on my body falling to the floor was like that.

    ‘Ugh…’

    I could feel the gaze of the guy who had been fixated in this direction from earlier changing to a more explicit form.

    I climbed onto the bed I had assembled with my own hands, feeling those gazes that gave me goosebumps wherever they touched.

    And then… like I usually did, I leaned back against the backrest of the bed and spread my legs slightly. It was immediately after that that a blatant gaze flew between my legs, as if to say that I had been waiting for just that moment.

    At the same time, languages from all over the world started pouring out of the chat window that had been enlarged to fill the monitor… but unlike usual, I didn’t care about that at all.

    Moreover, the presence of the man sitting behind the camera was too great to attract attention.

    ah···.

    The inside of my throat became dry, and an unbearable tingling sensation rose from between my legs. So… I put my hand towards that place.

    And then I began to carefully seek pleasure.

    “Ah, wow…♡”

    Every time I pressed my finger against the small protruding protrusion between the cracks, a tingling sensation invaded my body.

    A stronger feeling in your stomach than usual,

    It must have been a moment when I was immersed in it and was panting like crazy.

    “Stop.”

    “···?”

    “I roughly understood your masturbation level.”

    Masturbation level, that’s nonsense again.

    “It’s boring so I can’t watch it anymore.”

    The guy stood up from behind the camera.

    “From now on, I will teach you what real masturbation is.”

    Knock!

    uh···?

    *****

    “, what are you doing all of a sudden?! Where did you get the handcuffs again?”

    “I came and picked it up.”

    Actually, I just kept the stuff that Rahee had put on my wrist in my pocket and took it out, but I didn’t feel like explaining it in detail, so I just wrapped it around.

    Was he anxious because his wrists were suddenly handcuffed?

    Ra-hee started to use the dragon as if she was going to somehow escape from its influence…

    “But it’s no use, because it was made only for hunters.”

    “Profit…!”

    Leaving behind Rahee, who was squirming with her hands tied, he started lining up the things he had bought at the adult store at Rahee’s feet.

    “Since I’m doing this, it feels like I’m filming a video reviewing adult products.”

    Well, I guess there won’t be much difference?

    I plan to review all of these using Rahee’s body.

    ‘by the way···.’

    This mask is quite comfortable.

    At first, I thought it would be quite annoying.

    It felt like I wasn’t wearing anything, even though I was clearly wearing it, as if I was paying special attention to the part that was in contact with my skin.

    Since my face is covered with a mask with recognition-impairing settings and the audio recording function is turned off, no matter what I do from now on, I won’t be subject to any criticism.

    Is it because that kind of confidence once again filled my body?

    I was able to face Rahee with confidence.

    As soon as I could face Rahee, I tied her legs together using duct tape that I had brought with me in advance.

    “Now, just a moment…”

    This was to prevent me from closing my legs no matter what happens in the future.

    After fixing the legs tightly in that way, I cut the tape into small pieces and attached it to Rahee’s labia majora.

    “Some…! I told you to stop for a moment!”

    Thanks to this, Rahee’s vagina, which had the so-called end-to-end view, opened wide, revealing the clitoris hidden between the thick, swollen dick cushions.

    Looking at its red, bloodshot appearance, probably because I had been rubbing it with my hands so hard, I picked up one of the items lined up at Rahee’s feet. It was called Tip Vibe, and it looked exactly like an electric toothbrush.

    Weee!

    “Hiik…?!”

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