episode_0068

My hands and feet are all tangled up.

The woman who swallowed a man’s member into her mouth told him to stand even harder and move his hips more,

The woman receiving fellatio told him to lick faster and asked for a blowjob in return.

The women receiving handjobs from me told me to move my hands faster.

The ones receiving footjobs are at least a bit more docile….

There’s so much to do in this world that I feel like I’m going crazy.

But if I try to give up, I get pinched or smacked for real.

-Smack!-

“…Ow!”

“You little brat♡ Did you think I was just saying I’d smack you?”

“Ugh…, sob…. I’ll do my best… please don’t hit me…. Ahh♥ Into my mouth, into my mouth♥”

“You little brat♡ Even when you’re getting hit, you can’t keep your mind off putting it in your mouth. Hurry up and give me a blowjob too, you little jerk.”

“Yes, yes…, I’ll, I’ll do it…♥ I’ll do it, so please…♥”

I want to let go of my mind because of the pleasure of swallowing a man’s member, but the pain of getting smacked brings me back to reality.

So I have to give blowjobs and handjobs with both hands and feet….

This is too hard….

How can a person move their hips, tongue, lips, hands, and feet all separately at the same time.

It’s so difficult, this….

But if I don’t do it, I’ll get smacked again….

The eternal agony of not knowing how time is passing continued.

I had to keep serving them in the midst of their coercion and violence.

I almost vomited, but the fruit-scented fluid kept my throat moist, so that didn’t happen.

I asked for a little break because it was so hard, but all I got was a smack.

In the end, I had to keep serving while crying.

‘…Damn bitches. This is why people commit suicide….’

I thought the man couldn’t bear the shame of being dominated by women and died, but it turns out that these holy bitches themselves are the ones who are making life so difficult.

But since they’re holy bitches, they act like it’s not hard work but just a normal part-time job.

They’re the kind of women who believe that being a toilet slave is naturally difficult, so complaining about it won’t change anything, just a smack.

I have to pretend to work hard and cater to the whims of the holy bitches.

“Ugh♥ Slurp♥ Chomp♥ Chomp♥ Lick♥ Hah♥ Control the pleasure of the man’s member inside the mouth♥ Ah♥ It’s too intense…♥”

“You damn slut♡ You can do it if you try♡ But when you do it well, you have to do it again♡”

“…Eek, I’ll do it well, so please don’t hit me…, Ahh♥ Eheh♥ Into, into my mouth♥ I like it♥”

“Hey♡ But you’re a slut♡ What happened to you going to the student council? What did they say there?”

I was debating whether to talk about what happened at the student council, but fortunately, someone else stepped in to speak for me.

It was Seon Yeon, a senior holy bitch with long blue hair.

“I’ll tell them about what happened at the student council.”

“Oh! Senior. …Um, would you like to continue? We’ll step aside right away.”

“No, no. Go on. I came here to tell you an interesting story. I’ve had my fill.”

“…Then we’ll continue. Hehe. Thank you. We always appreciate you bringing this delicious slut. Thank you for your continued support.”

“Haha, isn’t this all about the long-standing tradition of junior love in the holy bitch community. Anyway, I’ll tell you an interesting story.”

As agreed with Min Seo beforehand, Seon Yeon only talked about the stupid things the student council president did.

The lonely loser student council president thought I was a regular student, but…

Even thinking he was a quiet boyfriend, he proposed to officially date (with marriage as a premise),

And even went as far as to announce that they were dating at the student council.

But what’s even funnier is that this rag (me) didn’t even respond to the proposal, yet he went ahead and publicly announced that they were dating. And so on.

Leaving out the conspiracy of An Minseo, they emphasized only that the student council president was acting like a fool.

An Seoyeon, in her own way, embellished and exaggerated the story and told it to the students in the punishment room who were picking on me.

The girls in the punishment room found the story so funny that they were rolling on the floor laughing.

“Hahaha! They say the rag is dating the quiet guy! Hahaha! Oh, my sides hurt… Student council president… Hahaha, hoo, hahaha.”

“Confessing with marriage as a premise to the toilet girls? Haha… hahaha! Hahaha!”

“Ahaha! Haha, hoo, hoo… And this rag didn’t even say they were dating, yet they’re all giddy by themselves? Hahaha!”

The punishment room students already didn’t like the student council,

Especially this year’s student council president, they disliked her even more, calling her an unlucky girl.

When the punishment room students heard that the student council president was being made fun of as a loner, they burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Oh, it’s hilarious… Damn… Haven’t laughed this hard in a while…”

“Hoo, hoo, …Hey, this won’t do. Let’s step up our game,”

“Hahaha… How? How do we step up our game?”

“…We should make this rag act like a regular student for a while. Let the student council president be fooled for a long time…

Let’s make them keep dating the student council president, of course without any real commitment, but behind the scenes, we’ll be their toilet slaves.”

“Damn, she’s a devil…”

“Why? Don’t like it?”

“No, it’s just so wicked. Haha, hahaha! Damn. It’s great. Let’s cancel the plan to lock up the rag in the punishment room for now.

Until the student council president finds out, or until we get tired of this acting plan, let’s make them pretend to be a regular student.”

The punishment room students found it entertaining,

And they instructed me to stop paying attention to the student council president and instead act like the quiet guy.

So, if possible, I should avoid her until graduation,

And secretly let the punishment room students have their way with the student council president.

“…Well, the student council president isn’t a complete idiot, so there’s no way she won’t find out by graduation…

Haha, but still, I want to see her expression when she does. How funny would it be? Damn.”

“Ta-da! The quiet boyfriend turned out to be a toilet slave for the punishment room girls. Hahaha.”

Listening to the punishment room conversation, I was originally supposed to be locked up in the punishment room for at least a few days.

Due to my past escape attempt, it was officially allowed for the punishment room students to teach me instead of regular academics.

Of course, in a classroom like the punishment room, the punishment room students wouldn’t actually teach me anything…

I would just be endlessly picked on and humiliated.

In that sense, this plan was quite risky, but I had to be careful not to get caught as much as possible…

“…If the student council president finds out the truth, will she try to kill me…?”

It’s scary to think about when the student council president finds out…,

Ah, I don’t know… Damn…

I’m not in a position to control things now.

I just hope that before I get caught, the student council president and the punishment room students will fight and destroy each other.

“Ah, damn. But I wanted to be humiliated by this guy from morning tomorrow. If we do this, I’ll have to go to school.”

“What grade was this guy in? Was it 1st year, class 13? If you feel like it, just call him to the bathroom when you pass by.”

Instead of pretending to be a regular student, the punishment room students told me that they might occasionally visit the class, so I should keep an eye on my phone.

When I called, I told them to come out of the classroom right away, even if they were in the middle of a class, using the excuse of a stomach ache or needing to use the restroom.

And they said that they would provide meals at the restaurant for breakfast and dinner, but for lunch, they had to come to the disciplinary room and drink urine instead of eating rice…

“Should we steal some from the disciplinary room too? It’s a rule to steal from the disciplinary room as well.”

“There’s no place for regular students to steal from the disciplinary room or the sports equipment room, so that’s why they go there. We have the disciplinary room and punishment room in the disciplinary department, so why go there?”

“Well, there’s still a sense of romance. Romance… But you’re right. The sports equipment room is fine too. The sports equipment room.

Especially since we don’t need to consult with other students to steal from the sports equipment room…

Next time, I’ll call them to the sports equipment room and steal from there…”

“…I’ll come too. Let’s eat together.”

“You brat. Pretending not to be like that, you had a sense of romance too.”

“Let’s see the situation later and discuss stealing from the disciplinary room. I just didn’t want to involve other students right now.”

“Oh, that’s true.”

Deciding to return to school normally from tomorrow, I was treated like a dog by the disciplinary department today.

I asked them to let me rest a bit because it was too hard, and even though I cried in the middle, I had to endure the beating and shaking my hips.

“Sob♥ Please let me rest…♥ Just 5 minutes… Sob. Ha♥ If you squeeze it like that♥ Heung♥♥”

“You bastard♡ Since you’re returning to school normally from tomorrow♡ You have to do the work of several days in one day today♡

Damn it. Can you shake your hips faster? Do you want to die? Do you want to get hit again? Huh♡ Is your tongue not moving while sucking? I’ll really hit you?”

“Heung…♥ I, I’ll do it…♥ Chu-rip chu-rip♥ Halt-halt♥ Eheung♥ Sob, sob…. I’ll do my best….”

For a moment, I thought very faintly.

I wanted to die.

Because it was too hard. Because I didn’t like being treated like this.

Because I just didn’t want to do this kind of thing anymore….

Will the disciplinary department let me go?

Will they let me go, even though I’m a player character and don’t age?

Will I forever be a sex slave and a mop for the disciplinary department?

‘…I hope I can escape from being treated as a sex slave when I graduate….’

Of course, even if I graduate, they said I still have to participate in the disciplinary department’s summer and winter camps forcibly….

But that’s only about 2 months a year….

‘After graduating, if it’s only 2 months a year….’