episode_0062

Damn it, Namgeon, you bastard—! What are you doing to my girlfriend! Stop it right now!

Stop it, damn it… Please, just stop. End it here, please, please… please!!

…………….

I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you, Namgeon. I’ll kill you for forcefully thrusting your dick into my Jiyeon….

‘Haha, don’t be too disheartened, Doyun. It’s just a lesson, after all….’

“D-Director-nim, I’m dyi— Aagh… Gulp—.”

“Lift your hips a bit more, Jiyeon. It’s too tight, I can’t get in.”

“Ah, ah, ahh, ahhh…! Ah, it h-hurts—. It hurts, it hurts, it hurts… Doyun-ah—.”

“…It’s as tight as a virgin. I like it. I really prefer students who make teaching worthwhile. …Right, Doyun?”

…………Eh?

…Don’t bullshit me.

She hates it. She’s in pain. Can’t you see she’s filled with suffering? How is this sex? This is just torture. This can’t be a lesson.

Jiyeon-ah, J-Jiyeon, calm down and breathe first.

I’m, I’m in front of you. Yes, it’s me. Look at me. I’ll get you out of this soon….

“There’s enough fluid… perhaps the vagina is too constricted inside… Hahaha, this is quite… inconvenient, the size doesn’t match.”

Why are you smiling so leisurely in a situation like this? Jiyeon might be in big trouble because of you!

It’s okay. Just bear with it a little longer, Jiyeon-ah, I’ll figure something out….

“Do, D-Doyun…ah. This is my first time with this… I’m scared, save me….”

“Jiyeon-ah, Jiyeon-ah! Let’s stop now. Let’s quit the lesson, I understand. If you’re not here, I’ll—”

“N-No… What I mean is… Cough—!”

The size of the junction seemed to not fit at all.

I saw what had entered her, yet I couldn’t easily speak. Watching Jiyeon, whose neck was flushed and veins bulging, I cried out with all my might.

Let’s go back now. I’m sorry. It was my fault for letting you do something like this lesson.

But Jiyeon barely shook her head, saying that wasn’t it. Still struggling to breathe, she opened her mouth to say something.

But I couldn’t hear the rest of what she was trying to say.

“—Still, this is amazing. Most people foam at the mouth their first time… Jiyeon, what kind of expression are you making in front of him? Can you show me too?”

“…Hoo, hoooooh, nggh… Ugh, ugh… Unghieeeeeeeeee—!!!”

Very slowly, the flesh rod began to withdraw from inside Jiyeon. At the same time, the junction pushed out, gushing fluid.

Each time she shook her head wildly, tears and strings of saliva splattered onto me.

We held hands. Her fate resistance value flashed before my eyes. Her fate resistance had decreased by 1% from before, now at 93%.

“Haa, haa, haa, haa… Ohh… Oh, o-oiyyyik—!”

Jiyeon continued to tremble uncontrollably and gush fluid, despite the floor already being drenched.

With a clunk, she threw her head back as if broken, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. Our clasped hands were squeezed so tightly that they couldn’t be released.

Instinctively, I knew she wanted a kiss. Even though I knew it was wrong, I leaned towards Jiyeon. Towards her, stiff and with her tongue quivering at the tip—.

Fate Resistance: 92%

Director Nam’s massive shaft had not yet fully withdrawn, only leaving its glans inside. Jiyeon leaned in first and bit my lip with her teeth.

She mumbled against my lips, tasting them. Though Jiyeon had been sharing an intense kiss with Namgeon just minutes ago, her saliva was exactly as it always was.

But I couldn’t even savor that. Suddenly, Director Nam grabbed Jiyeon’s strangely contorted waist tightly.

At the same time, her gaze fixed to one side, pressing her lips hard against mine.

“Unghkuuuuuuuuh—! Hieww, ugh, oohh… Ugh… Puhaaa… Haa, haa… Hoo—.”

I watched. His penis pierced Jiyeon again, burrowing deeper inside. The trembling that began with the contractions inside her vagina seeped into me through the tip of my tongue.

“…How is it, Doyun? Tell me, what’s that feeling like?”

“Wh-Wh-What…”

“—I’m asking you to describe the feeling of kissing your girlfriend while watching her get fucked right in front of you.”

D-Damn it, no. Jiyeon-ah, wait. Don’t just try to kiss me, look at my eyes—.

“It hurts… it hurts… It hurts so much, I feel like I’m going to die… Doyun-ah, I feel like I’m going to die—.”

I barely managed to pull one hand away and wiped the tears welling in her eyes. Then she gave a soft smile.

Even though her face was twisted in pain, Jiyeon was saying she was okay.

『Damn it… that fucking bastard violated my girlfriend. You dog-like bastard, I’ll get my revenge…!』

『Damn it, if only I can just pull out that disgustingly huge dick… Jiyeon, are you okay?』

『…Huh? You’re okay? What do you mean? You were clearly in so much pain. You begged me to save you.』

—Jiyeon-ah.

“No no no no—!! Stop that monstrous dick! I was wrong, I was wrong for acting tough in front of Director-nim—! Gehieeeek!!!”

Pshaaaaaa—!!!

91%.

“Ha, ahh, hoo, oh, oh, oohh, oh— S-Save m-.”

“There’s no need to apologize. Everyone ends up like this in front of me. You just need to feel my penis with your entire body.”

“Nooo— I didn’t feel it, I didn’t feel it, h-ugh, ugh, ugh, h-ughh….”

———Jiyeon-ah. Why are you….

“Netorase? …Hahahahat!! For people who are just college students to dabble in such dangerous fetishes… Who is it, Doyun! Who on earth made you like this!”

Of course, it’s….

It’s you, Namgeon. Ever since you dragged Jiyeon into this mire, I’ve been living in hell. Come to think of it, my relationship with Chaerin was also an unwanted one….

While you were just sitting there, Joo Chaebin and Choi Dohyeok, who are under you, were slowly… Jiyeon and our family….

“Cough—! D-D-Doyun-ah, hold me… Ungh—! Nooo, it’s too big!! Stop thrusting! I’m going to tear! Hoo, oh, oh, oh, ohhooh—!”

Slap, slap… Slaaaap—!

Pshooooo—! Chwaaak—!!!

Drip, drip, drip, driiiip, driiiiiip….

89%.

…Jiyeon-ah, but why do you look so pleased?

『I knew it from earlier. Ever since I got involved with Namgeon… from the moment I accepted your kiss.』

『Actually, you like it too, don’t you? Not his dick… but this situation. You, enjoying the Netorase, and me, pityingly kissing you while watching it… I’m so aroused.』

『Haha… So that was it. Yes, Jiyeon-ah. Yes… Me too…』

“Me too………….”

I’m a pathetic man who got miserably erect watching you get violated by a monstrous dick. I’m sorry, Jiyeon-ah….

You, who had only experienced my size your whole life….

No, I can’t even say ‘whole life,’ can I….

We’ve only just become adults….

I love you, all used up and limp like a broken puppet.

“……Ah.”

Namgeon continued to thrust into Jiyeon, who hadn’t even fully come to her senses, while showering her with kisses. Vaginal fluid continued to pour out, but she showed no particular reaction.

“As I said before. There is only one purpose for today’s lesson. For Jiyeon to pledge her obedience before my penis. If she pledges, she will finally be fully accepted as a member of the group, but if not… I will simply continue to violate her.”

I didn’t know what to do. Jiyeon, lying like an overturned frog, still had her vagina wide open. When I tried to help her up, she lightly kissed my cheek.

It’s okay, Doyun-ah. I love you.

We’re inescapable masochists, after all. It’s natural for us to be dominated by Master.

And you… I’ll personally manage you from now on. As a Netorase masochist. …Hehe.

Jiyeon’s whisper tickled my ears.

She herself approached Director Nam and, just as she did initially, left a deep kiss on his penis. It was a sign of her obedience to him and his penis.

Namgeon brought his fully erect penis to Jiyeon’s mouth. While Jiyeon orgasmed countless times, he did not ejaculate even once.

He wrapped her hair and hands around his flesh rod and thrust vigorously. Even then, she couldn’t resist and was merely swung around.

Soon after, a massive amount of semen covered Jiyeon’s face and chest. A pungent, fishy scent wafted from the sticky, yellowish fluid.

“Hoo… This is enough for now. Still, I am satisfied, Jiyeon. Ah… Shall I call you by your given name now? …Jiyeon-ah.”

“Yes… Director-nim….”

“Alright. From now on, this hotel will be your residence. The same goes for Doyun. You may return home, but you cannot defy my orders. That is the rule of Midnight.”

“I understand….”

“You can schedule your next lesson for whenever you want. But you must be prepared.”

“Why… is that?”

“Because the fifth one will be incomparably harsher than now. But until then, you can have as much interaction as you like. …First, adapt to life within the group.”

Having spoken briefly, Director Nam picked up his discarded clothes and left the room.

I looked at Jiyeon, who was utterly wrecked. Semen clung to her hair and various parts of her face, dripping down between her breasts and wetting her pubic hair.

“Jiyeon-ah… Are you okay?”

“Yeah. And you…?”

“Me too…….”

“Liar. What’s okay? My jaw is killing me… And my bottom hole too… Get me a towel.”

I brought a towel and personally wiped Jiyeon. Her face was as fine and beautiful as ever.

She stared at me for a moment, then took a step closer. We said nothing more.

She slowly unbuttoned my pants. As she pulled down my pants and underwear, my fully erect penis, already dripping pre-cum, popped out.

Compared to Director Nam’s, its presence was endlessly meager, but Jiyeon lovingly stroked my penis.

“You know… I had a really hard time today. It hurt everywhere from dealing with Director-nim… Honestly, I haven’t adapted at all.”

“I’m sorry… It was my fault.”

“No. It’s not your fault. …But earlier, during the sex… a thought suddenly occurred to me. If I keep… doing this… I feel like I’ll eventually adapt.”

Jiyeon lightly kissed my glans and sucked the fluid that was dripping out. My penis had no pulse within her pincer-like fingers.

“I’ll ask you one last thing. …Do you really want this? Do you want me to keep being Netorased… Doyun-ah?”

Her question sent a shiver through me, as if I had been electrocuted.

Watching Namgeon and Jiyeon’s play, I had become incredibly aroused, but I hadn’t thought about masturbating.

But at this moment, the desire to pour myself into Jiyeon completely filled me. No matter how many other men flirted with her, Jiyeon was my woman.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled. Jiyeon, who attempted a vacuum fellatio by swallowing my penis whole in one gulp, ate my semen as if it were delicious and then opened her mouth.

I seemed to have ejaculated quite a bit, but my semen had vanished without a trace in her mouth.

“Hehe… Let’s go back. Time to wash up, right?”

I had become Jiyeon’s slave, and Jiyeon had become Director Nam’s slave. Even so, we still loved each other.

Though strange, this was the love and struggle of a submissive couple.

…………….

The last fate resistance value I saw for her was… 84%.

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##Shin Yookyung’s Story 4

For Yookyung, the first night at Hotel Midnight was long.

She finished dinner with Dohyeok and her beloved son, Doyun. Dohyeok, slyly, only groped her body when Doyun wasn’t looking their way.

Even as she felt her body heat up intensely, Yookyung couldn’t offer much resistance. If asked if it was a situation where physical resistance was impossible, that wasn’t the case.

She was simply crushed by psychological pressure.

‘Just endure this for now… Nghh…!’

‘No… If he touches me any more, my nipples will harden…! Doyun might notice. I have to do something… H-Huh…! W-Wasn’t he just looking this way?’

It seemed as though their eyes met, but he showed no reaction other than drinking his soup.

Then Dohyeok pinched Yookyung’s nipple even harder. She desperately suppressed her cries, orgasming several times within Dohyeok’s grasp.

When all the filming schedules were completed, Yookyung stated firmly. To stop now.

“You’ve had enough fun with an old lady like me. I’m returning to the broadcasting station in a month. I thought I’d only humor you until then, but Dohyeok, you’ve gone too far.”

“……I know.”

“You knew everything from the start and approached me, didn’t you? There’s no other explanation. Who is it? …Is it Jeong Daewook?”

Choi Dohyeok and Shin Yookyung’s first encounter was in March, when Yookyung was drinking coffee at a campus cafe after dropping her son off at school. Dohyeok, who happened to be passing by, recognized Yookyung and greeted her.

Their meeting was purely by chance.

………Chance?

“The only person who could make me like this is Producer Jeong Daewook. He must have disliked me being at the broadcasting station. That bastard, he seems kind on the surface, but he usually treats his own wife with disdain.”

At the Japanese restaurant they went to with Dohyeok, Yookyung overheard conversations among executives, including the entertainment director, which convinced her that Producer Jeong was indeed the culprit.

That much was fine.

“But what about you, Choi Dohyeok? How do you know such sensitive information? Tell me. Who is the accomplice you’ve been hiding, and who are my allies and enemies?”

Dohyeok hesitated at Yookyung’s more resolute stance than ever. He paused for a long time.

“…I’ll tell you. But not here. Let’s go to a room first.”

“A room? …Why? Are you trying to do something to me again? Listen carefully, I’m your senior. Did you think you could just find my weakness and solve everything by force? Do you think the world is that easy?”

No matter how youthful her appearance for her age, Yookyung was a married woman and a career woman with over ten years of social experience.

She, too, had made up her mind upon coming to the hotel. She wouldn’t humor Choi Dohyeok indefinitely.

Finally, Dohyeok turned on his phone and made a call somewhere.

Not long after, an anonymous person answered the call.

「…Yes, I’ve answered the call.」

“……The client wants to know your identity. Is it alright if I tell them the truth?”

To Yookyung, who was about to say something, Dohyeok gestured that it wasn’t time yet. A rather chilling night breeze brushed against her ears.

「It’s fine. …In fact, I’d be grateful. Could you hand over the phone?」

“………The phone has been handed over. My name is Shin Yookyung. ……Who are you? Who are you to have been… before….”

「It’s me, Writer Shin. Don’t you recognize me? I’m the entertainment director.」

“Director-nim? It was you, Director-nim…? The one who said they’d help me?”

「That’s right. Didn’t we meet once before? At that… Japanese restaurant. As you probably know, there are some people within the broadcasting station who are slandering you. And I’m in the process of weeding them out.」

“I-I see…. Who on earth would do something like that….”

「It’s not certain yet. Anyway, you just focus on filming there for a month and get some good rest. I, the entertainment director, guarantee your grand return. …Above all, aren’t you, Writer Shin, one of the pillars who led our golden age? It would be a shame if your treatment worsened over something like this.」

He let out a hearty laugh. The entertainment director was looking out for her; there was no special favor like this. Yookyung felt unnecessarily relieved.

「Hmm… And about Dohyeok, he’s my person, so you can trust him completely. Although he has a somewhat aggressive side, he would never put you in danger. He’s smart too.」

“Ah… Yes. I understand.”

‘My person,’ he says… What are the chances of a student barely in his mid-twenties having connections with the entertainment director of a major broadcasting station?

Logically, there’s nothing other than ‘blood relation.’

“…What did the Director-nim say?”

“Nothing much. …He just said you can trust me.”

“Of course. I’ve been on your side from the beginning, Senior. However……….”

Yookyung noticed that Dohyeok had approached very close without her realizing it.

Since sometime ago, whenever his breath touched her skin, Yookyung’s entire body would be enveloped in an inexplicable sensation. Even without knowing why, Yookyung found it increasingly difficult to resist Dohyeok’s touch.

“………Aside from that, I wish Senior would recognize her own charm a little more.”

Her elastic skin and glossy hair, which made it impossible to believe she had entered her 40s. She had always been a beautiful woman, attractive even to men much younger than herself.

“W-Wait. Stop—. We’re outside here…”

“What does it matter? No one’s watching.”

Dohyeok very naturally pulled Yookyung close and took her lips. Yookyung’s heart pounded heavily.

Her fate resistance was 99%. She had maintained 99% for quite a long time, and before that, it was consistently 100%.

God had not only given her ‘penalties.’ Yookyung had been granted a powerful ‘blessing.’

It was chastity. Thanks to this blessing, Yookyung was able to maintain her composure even after enduring intense irrumatio from Dohyeok.

But even a seemingly unyielding blessing can crack. Her resistance had already decreased by 1% from 100% to 99% after the experience at the Japanese restaurant.

Dohyeok had been watching Yookyung for a long time, and finally, he understood how to handle her.

Public perception. Social status and position. Money, honor, and family.

Surrounded by all sorts of philistines, concerned with all those things, yet neglecting one’s own sexual desires?

“Chuu… Bwoop… D-Dohyeok—! W-Wait, at least in the room… Hoo…”

….

Pfft.

It’s so pathetic, I can only laugh. It’ll be enjoyable to watch her rebel for a while. I’ll take my time… and vulgarly tame her.

Until I hand her over to the VIP….

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