episode_0066

“Hehe… P-please don’t hit me when I’m down… Hng… I’ll do it… I’ll do anything…”

“You clearly♡ said you’d do anything, right? Let’s see you break that promise♡”

“Yes… Y-yes…”

“First, take off your clothes♡ while introducing yourself♡ Hey, juniors. Did you bring the camera?”

“Yes, senior. It’s all set up.”

“Good. Okay. Then, slave♡ hurry up♡ and take off your clothes while introducing yourself♡”

Following the instructions of the members of the Holy Sect, I slowly took off my academy uniform while facing the camera.

It hadn’t been long since I put on the uniform I wore when I was dragged from the Holy Sect room to this punishment room, and now I had to take it off again.

The members of the Holy Sect wanted me to slowly and deliberately remove each piece of my uniform.

Under their command, I took off the uniform one by one, stating my name, age, and school.

Any questions or lines I had to say were written down by one of the Holy Sect members in a sketchbook and shown to me.

As I went through this process, it felt like we were really filming an amateur AV.

(Next, say where your erogenous zone is!)

“…Huk. M-my erogenous zone is…”

“Cut!”

“…?”

“Hey, you son of a b****. Why do you keep hesitating? Did we force you to film this?

Can’t you focus on the filming because the punishment doesn’t suit you?

Can’t you smile while doing it? Not paying attention? Come here. It’s not working.”

“…Heek, I’ll… I’ll smile. I’ll smile…”

-Smack! Smack! Smack!-

“…Kuk, …Keuk, …Kreuk. Hng… Hukhuk, I’ll do it properly… Hng, I’ll smile while doing it…”

After receiving three hits to the stomach, three red fist marks appeared clearly on my abdomen.

I forced back my tears, put on a smile, and continued with the filming.

Fortunately, it seemed like an amateur shoot, so there was no need to start over from the beginning.

I just had to talk about my erogenous zone like I did before.

“…My erogenous zone is… my, my penis…”

There were a few more questions after that.

They were quite explicit.

What part of a woman do you like, what type of woman do you like, do you like oral sex. Things like that.

But when asked about what type of woman I liked.

“…I like women who don’t hit me…”

Because I said that, causing a stir.

“Cut! This b**** is really pissing me off again… This guy has no sense at all… You’re really hopeless.”

“…H-huk… I-I’m sorry… I’m sorry!”

-Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!-

“…Kuk! …Keuk! …Kreuk! …Kkuuuk! …Heuk! Hng… Please don’t hit me…”

After getting beaten up, I had to redo the interview.

This time, the correct answers were written down in the sketchbook.

(I’m a perverted guy who likes to be dominant and hit while being forcefully taken advantage of by a strong woman.

If anyone watching this video wants to hit me and rape me, please feel free to do so. I welcome it.

Don’t worry about reporting me. If you hit me, I’ll spread my legs and get hard.

If you take me to a secluded place and hit me, saying ‘You dirty b****, touch yourself,’ that’s the signal.

I really enjoy being raped, so please do it a lot. I’ll be waiting for my masters. -Reads it all with a big smile-)

“…I’m a perverted guy who likes to be dominant and hit while being forcefully taken advantage of by a strong woman…

If anyone watching this video wants to hit me and rape me, please feel free to do so… I welcome it… Don’t worry about reporting me…

If you hit me, I’ll spread my legs and get hard… If you take me to a secluded place and hit me, saying ‘You dirty b****, touch yourself,’ that’s the signal…

I really enjoy being raped, so please do it a lot… I’ll be waiting for my masters… Hehe…”

When asked what type of women he liked, he had to say that he loved women with big breasts and a nice vagina.

And when asked if he enjoyed cunnilingus, he had to say that his favorite thing in the world was performing cunnilingus.

Of course, it was all written in his sketchbook, so he had to say it exactly as it was written.

Kindly, it was also noted that if he didn’t say the same thing as instructed, he would receive a hundred spankings.

After the interview was over, the female members of the Seongdo Club showed me a roughly edited version of the footage, where I appeared to be a perverted guy who enjoyed being hit and raped.

“If this gets out to the world, you won’t be able to show your face anymore… You’ll be begging to be raped♡”

“This is like a guaranteed check for you to be raped♡”

“If this gets out, every woman in the world will want to hit and rape you whenever they see you♡”

“……”

“Do you know why we made this? You seemed to have no fear of filming♡”

“So I thought you were most afraid of being hit…♡”

“We made a video of you saying it’s okay to be hit♡”

“If this gets out to the world♡ you’ll have to live getting hit and raped even after you graduate…?”

“We’ll film a few more of these and spread them around the world. What will you do then?”

“…… Sob…. Huh….”

As the plan to graduate while avoiding the Seongdo Club fell apart, tears burst out.

I wasn’t usually in such a weak mental state… Maybe my mental strength stat had decreased?

It seems like I cry more easily now.

“Even if we spread the video of you being treated like a toilet brush♡”

“You didn’t cry at all♡ You didn’t even blink an eye♡ But now you’re finally crying♡”

“Do you really hate being hit that much? Are you crying at the thought of getting hit and living even after you graduate?”

“Why are you crying, our slave♡ Why are you crying when we spread the video so carelessly?”

“If you listen to us well until you graduate from the academy♡ nothing like that will happen♡”

“If you listen to us until you graduate, we won’t hit you anymore♡”

“After you graduate, you’ll be free from us♡ It’s a good deal, right? Isn’t it?”

“Just close your eyes and endure for 6 years♡ Just 6 years♡”

“Oh, of course, even after you graduate, you’ll have to participate in the summer and winter retreats♡”

“Oldbee seniors also participate in the retreats, and it’s customary for them to bring the sexual slaves they trained♡”

“When we become Oldbee seniors after we graduate♡ we’ll have to bring you with us every time♡”

“… Until when… How many years do I have to do this…? The summer and winter retreats…?”

“… Hey♡ You piece of shit♡ Just come when we tell you to come♡”

“Why are you talking so much♡ You piece of shit♡ Should I tell you roughly?”

“Hmm…♡ I heard that the last piece of shit did this until he was 40-50 years old…♡”

“… H-hic, 40-50 years old….”

If it’s 40-50 years old, it’s considered healthy for a while because he’s a hunter,

In the original world, it was similar to rolling as a piece of shit until the late 30s.

Until his sexual appeal diminishes, he was like a bone broth that had been boiled for a long time.

But the bigger problem is… the player character… doesn’t age… Fuck. This is fucked.

“What are you surprised about? You have to do the same♡ Oh, by the way, the reason that piece of shit was released…♡”

“That piece of shit…♡ He offered his own son as a piece of shit in exchange for his freedom…♡”

“Maybe you should do the same to be released? Since the piece of shit genes will definitely be inherited, you should be a piece of shit too…♡”

If you want to be released quickly, give birth to a fresh mop like yourself and dedicate it in your place♡

By the way, do you have to be as fresh as you? If you’re a mop worse than you♡ You have to dedicate more than 10 people to be released♡”

“…….”

If I give birth to a son and dedicate him…, they will release me….

If I’m not as fresh as you, 10 people….

“Pfft♡ This guy…♡ Seems like he’s really serious about it♡ Pfft♡ You son of a b*tch, mop♡

You’re a real son of a b*tch, a son of a b*tch♡ How can you think about selling a son you haven’t even given birth to yet?

Even before giving birth, already thinking about selling your son♡ You’re really a son of a b*tch♡

No, worse than a dog♡ Even a dog wouldn’t sell its own child♡ A son of a b*tch worse than a dog♡”

‘Try putting yourself in the position of a mop…, I can’t take it anymore….

Quickly give birth to a son, graduate from the academy in 6 years, and then I’ll be released from here….

I don’t want to live like this anymore, being hit like this….’

If I use the student council president to attack the religious group and get the result I want, I’m not sure,

But if things don’t go as planned….

I’m sorry to the sons who haven’t even been born yet, but let’s offer them up!

Ah, whatever! Blame your lives that were born from me!

If you think about it, I’m the biggest victim! It can’t be helped!

‘…But wait. Can I even have a son…?!’

The information about the game setting that tickled my mind was vaguely remembered.

Certainly, before entering this world, when setting the environment in the game….

[ Confirmation setting for the gender of the children the player gives birth to: Only females ]

In the setting box.

‘Only females’

‘Only males’

‘Equally’

‘Mostly females’

‘Mostly males’

‘Percentage for individual user settings’

Roughly, there were such selection options.

I chose ‘Only females’ thinking, what’s the point of giving birth to little d*cks.

It was the result of a perverted desire to take incestuous photos with the player character’s daughters just in case.

In fact, some gamers used the fact that the player-controlled protagonist doesn’t age to brag about having great-granddaughters and great-great-granddaughters on the internet….

“…Ah, f*ck….”

“…What? F*ck? Did you just call us f*ck?”

“…Uh, th-that’s not it…. I, I can’t give birth to a son…!”

“What? Where the f*ck does that exist, you son of a b*tch!”