episode_0056

#56

……No way. Is he telling me to go? I’m wearing a maid outfit right now?

“Excuse me?”

The delivery guy’s impatient, nagging voice could be heard. Burajang just kept holding out the card.

“Hah, just do it! Just do it already!”

I snatched the card away and stomped over to the door.

*Click.*

As I opened the door, the helmet-wearing deliveryman stepped inside.

“Here’s your ordered food. Will you be paying by card?” “Ah… yes.”

I cautiously held out the card, and the deliveryman glanced at me. My face—I quickly turned my head away so he wouldn’t recognize me. The deliveryman openly gave me a once-over before taking the card.

Right then.

“Ehehe… What do you think? This girl.”

Burajang appeared next to me and grabbed my ass firmly.

What the hell…?! Now?!

I glared at him with all my might, but his smirking face showed no signs of backing down.

“Doesn’t she look delicious?” “……Huh?”

The deliveryman, fiddling with the card reader, froze in shock. I kept my head turned as far as possible to hide my face.

“…Please don’t joke around.” “If you’d like, why not have a taste?” “……Huh?”

What the hell is this bastard saying right now?!

The deliveryman was stunned stiff on the spot. Burajang kept groping my ass and now started fondling my chest with his other hand. Helpless, I had no choice but to let the deliveryman witness me being molested by this bastard.

“……You’re joking, right?” “Ehehe… No joke. Since we kept you waiting, this is my way of apologizing. With these tits.”

*Grope.*

“Hng…!”

He clamped down hard on my chest.

No way… Is he serious? He isn’t, right? He’s just messing around?

Letting some stranger… touch my chest—

“Ehehe… Want a feel too?”

Burajang kept his grip firmly on my chest and pushed me toward the deliveryman.

The deliveryman hesitated, staring alternately at my chest and partially hidden face. Please… just don’t recognize me…

“Seriously, can I really do it?” “Of course.”

Luckily, it didn’t seem like he recognized my face. Still, Burajang gripped my chest again insistently.

“Here. You should let him touch you. Say it to him. *Please touch my chest.*” “F-for real…?” “Absolutely. Ehehe…”

I stole a glance—the deliveryman’s face was mostly hidden under his helmet, but… he kept fidgeting, raising and lowering his hands like he was waiting for me to speak.

Resisting wasn’t even an option.

My face still turned away, I slightly pushed my chest forward.

“M-my chest… p-please… touch it.” “Louder.” “My chest…! Please touch it…!”

Ugh…! I really said it…! Told some stranger I’ve never met to grope me!

The deliveryman raised his hand slightly and asked one last time—

“…S-seriously… can I touch it as much as I want?” “Ah… yes… As much as… you want…”

*Squish.*

“Hng…!”

The moment permission was given, his hand immediately landed on my chest.

Ughhh… He’s really doing it. Touching my chest—

*Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze.*

Hesitant at first, then more confidently, he began kneading my breasts.

“Ehehehe…! How is it? Her tits.” “B-big… and soft…” “She’s an E-cup.” “E…-cup? Damn… That’s insane…”

Genuinely impressed, he kept massaging them eagerly. Soon, he brought his other hand up, now groping with both hands.

“See? Shouldn’t you thank him for the compliment?”

*Slap!*

Burajang smacked my ass hard.

“Nnngh…! Th…thank you… for… touching… my chest…!”

Aghhh…!

Forced to smile awkwardly, I spoke to the deliveryman, who was happily squeezing away.

Why… why am I doing this…?

“Whoa…” “Ehehe…! You can slip your hand inside if you want.” “R-really!?”

Now they’re just treating me like a toy, deciding things between themselves. All I can do is force a smile and obey.

*Szzt—*

“Hngh……! Nngh…!”

The sensation of his hand sliding under my clothes and touching my bare skin made me jolt. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so his fingers met bare flesh.

“Ah…! Hah…!”

I tried to hold back, but every time his fingers brushed my nipples, small moans escaped. Noticing my reactions, the deliveryman started teasing my nipples outright.

“Ngh……! Huhk…!”

He pinched and rolled them between his fingers freely. I could feel them stiffening under his touch—embarrassingly obvious.

“Ehehehe… Seems like *my girl* is enjoying it too.”

*Your* girl? Since when?!

Between fondling me, the deliveryman kept glancing at me and Burajang. He must be wondering how someone like me ended up with someone like *him*. Who knows what kind of relationship he’s imagining—either way, it definitely doesn’t look normal. (Not that it is.)

“……D-did you two… um, dating?”

Unable to hold back, he finally asked outright.

How should I answer? Maybe just say… yes?

“Ehehe. No. Master and slave. Look at her outfit—you can tell, right?” “Ah…”

Don’t *nod* like that makes sense! Seriously!

As if I’d ever be this bastard’s slave… I wouldn’t… but right now, I *am* his slave.

A slave who has no choice but to obey.

“Ehehe… Seems like you want *more* though?” “……Could I?”

My entire body stiffened at his words. You can’t possibly mean something even worse than this—

“If you want, sure.” “R-really?!”

The deliveryman suddenly began unbuckling his belt. And in an instant—his cock was out.

At least it’s smaller than *this* bastard’s.

That was my first thought… …before the crushing realization that I’d have to service *this* too.

Do I have to? Take this thing inside? That’s just—

“Ehehe…! What would you like?” “Ah… um, then I’d…!”

As the deliveryman reached for me, I quickly dropped to my knees.

“……I-I’ll… use my mouth…! P-please!” “……Huh?” *Gulp.*

Before he could even finish answering, I took his cock into my mouth.

“Nnngh…! Huhk…! Nnm…! *Slurp*… H-how’s…. this…?” “Ah…! Y-yeah. G-good!” “Glad… *gulp*… *slurp*…!”

Glad? That’s ridiculous… But at least this way, I won’t have to spread my legs for him.

Burajang, seemingly satisfied, watched from the side with a shit-eating grin as I sucked the guy off—his own dick rock-hard.

You called me *your girl* earlier… and now you like watching me suck someone else’s cock? The more I see, the more mentally unhinged he seems.

“Ehehe… Be diligent now.”

“……Yes. *Slurp*… *shlurp*…! *Lick*…! *Slurp*…!”

I *would* do it properly even if you didn’t say so.

Holding the deliveryman’s cock, I worked my mouth over it eagerly—licking here and there. Maybe all this experience made me… kinda skilled? At least this guy’s smaller than the others, so it’s a bit easier.

“*Slurp*… *lick*… *shlrp*…” “Hahh… Ah… Right th-there…” “H-here… feels good?” “Y-yeah…!” “*Slurp*… *shlurp*…!”

When I focused on the spot he liked, his hips jerked, and his whole body trembled. Ah, so *this* is his weak spot. I sped up, pulling harder.

“*Slurp*… *lick*… *slurp*… *slrp*…!” “Ngh……! A p-pretty girl like you… sucking my dick…” “……I’m pretty?” “Y-yeah…!”

I hear that a lot, but… it’s not exactly unpleasant. Still, what he said next—

“Actually… you kinda look like… *Sepia’s Eunchae*… so pretty…!”

*Slu—*

My entire body froze. Even Burajang seemed to have stopped breathing for a second.

“……Y-you okay?” “Ah, n-nothing! It’s… I get that a lot. Yeah… *slurp*… *slrp*…!”

I avoided eye contact, burying my face in his crotch desperately. Please… just don’t look at me anymore!

But of course, the deliveryman kept staring down at me eagerly.

“……Wait, you’re not *actually* her, right?” “N-no! *Slurp*… J-just… got plastic surgery to look similar…” “Ah~. Makes sense. *Hah*…” “*Shlurp*… *lick*… *slurp*…!”

I moved my head even faster, trying to distract him completely.

*Slurp. Slrp. Slurp. Slurp. Shllrp—*

For a while, the only sound in the room was my wet sucking. Then, the deliveryman placed a hand on my head.

“I-I’m close…!” “Nngh…! Hnngh! *Slurp*…! *Shlurp*…!”

I bobbed even quicker. The cock in my mouth twitched violently, swelling to its limit—

*Splurt! Splurt! Ssplurt—!*

An absurd amount of cum flooded into my mouth.

“Nnnnggguuuh—!!” “S-swallow it all…!”

Like I even *could* refuse—

Hot, thick spurts filled my mouth. Tastes… different from Burajang’s.

*Gulp. Gulp!*

I swallowed in small gulps, cleaning him up.

“*Shlurp*…!”

With a final suck, his now-soft cock slipped out of my mouth.

“Hah…… Hah…” *Cough*…! *Cough*…! *Hack*…!”

No matter how many times I do this, swallowing never gets easier. Still, I forced down the remaining cum with a hard gulp.

“D-did… you enjoy it?” “Hahh……. Y-yeah……. Th-thank you.”

Still catching his breath, the deliveryman hastily pulled his pants back up.

“Th-then…! Um… the food’s on me!”

Like he was fleeing, he left the food and card behind and dashed out of the hotel room.

“Ehehe…! Lucky break. All it took was a little suck, and we got free food.” “……*Ptui*. ……We’re done now, right?”

I spat some leftover spit and cum onto the floor and stood up, grabbing the food.

“Done? Ehehe…! This is just the beginning…”

Burajang grabbed my ass again, dragging me back toward the bedroom.

He set the food aside and immediately pushed me onto the bed. Then—he shoved his fully erect cock right in front of my face.

“Don’t you think you should finish what you started earlier?”