## Chapter 72 – The Principal’s Collection (1)
“What? It’s empty…”
I stared into the vacant director’s office, shaking my head. The Ajumma who had earnestly told me to come home early last night so she could take care of my sexual desires had stood me up. This just proves there was no reason to let Yoojin wear my mother’s clothes and go out of the house as she pleased.
This anger, this humiliation of being abandoned by the Ajumma, I will never forget. I’ll pay back this anger and humiliation a hundredfold later.
To Yoojung and Yoojin.
But just because I was stood up doesn’t mean there’s no gain at all. From the start, the reason I came to school early wasn’t to listen to the director’s orders, but to handle the aftermath of imprisoning the principal.
I was going to forge the principal’s leave request and put it on the director’s desk myself, but I decided to just leave a memo, thinking I’d have Director Yoojung do it. And next to the memo—
*Thwack!*
I placed the dildo I bought online. No, I stuck it right on. It’s a suction-cup dildo.
I swung my fist and hit the dildo’s glans hard, but it only wobbled a bit and didn’t look like it would fall off.
Next to the suction-cup dildo fixed on the director’s desk, I also placed a rotor to stimulate her clit and a feather to stimulate her nipples. This should be enough for the Ajumma to play with on her own.
But it seemed like something was missing, and my head tilted involuntarily.
“Hmm, that’s it!”
Next to the lewd sex toys, I also put down the dog collar that I hadn’t allowed Yoojin to have. The thought of showing Yoojin the scene of her own mother wearing a dog collar around her neck and shaking her ass in a pathetic way made me burst out laughing.
After laughing enough, I sat on the director’s chair and began to write a memo to order Director Yoojung.
[Ajumma-]
No, let’s get rid of the “Ajumma” and call her “Noona” instead. If I flatter her, she’ll shake her tits and ass more enthusiastically. That way, Yoojin watching the video will also be happy.
[Noona, why didn’t you listen to me yesterday? And you called me but didn’t keep your promise. This won’t do. It’s punishment. Do 100 pussy squats on this dildo to lose some belly fat, and take a video of your face when you orgasm and send it to my phone. At least three times. If you want to pretend to cum, that’s fine too. Because I can punish Yoojin instead.
Oh, and don’t worry about the principal. I’ll take care of that, so just fill out this leave request and submit it at the meeting.]
The thought of Yoojung, her face red with shame, climbing onto this desk barefoot according to my orders, putting the dog collar around her own neck, and shaking her hips diligently with her hands behind her head, made me laugh involuntarily.
She may be strong in spirit, but her pussy is weak, so she won’t last long and will cum quickly.
“Ahahaha!”
In the middle of such joyful laughter, I suddenly felt a chilling sensation and became serious.
‘Why am I enjoying this so much? Wasn’t I doing this inevitably for revenge? But here I am, making an older woman, a teacher no less, do such humiliating things and laughing like a maniac.
“Have I become used to it?”
Regaining my composure, I asked myself. Even if I have, it can’t be helped, and even if I haven’t, it can’t be helped.
I have no choice but to maintain the determination I made last time, to go all the way.
My dick, which had been raping Yoojin’s pussy all night, throbbed. I’m already worried about being tormented by Yoojin’s mother, who won’t be satisfied with just a dildo.
I left the director’s office and walked towards the principal’s office. It was getting close to the time when people would be coming to school, so I quickened my pace.
I opened the thick principal’s office door with the key I received from the security guard and went inside. It looked like a normal principal’s office, but when I went deep inside and opened the hidden secret door, it was a whole new world.
“Fucking hell, he used the money from his corruption to set up a brothel in his room.”
It seems I won’t have to buy sex toys with my own money and have them delivered secretly from my mother anymore. Everything I need is here.
It even goes beyond simple sex toys, with things that look like torture devices.
A crucifix, a whip, and a large dildo connected to a drill.
I was scared of myself for naturally imagining tying up Yoojin and Yoojung there and training them.
Still, I had to do what I had to do, so I took out my phone and took some rough pictures. No matter where I took them, it was full of evidence, so its value as blackmail material was sufficient.
The police in this city have been bought off by Hwan for a long time, so reporting it wouldn’t work, but if I just spread it on the internet, the story would be different.
A title like “[Principal Sexually Exploited Female Students at School]” is too sensational not to become a hot topic. Even if Hwan starts playing the media, it doesn’t matter. If I release the videos I took, sending Yoojin’s life to hell along with the principal is a simple matter.
Of course, I had no intention of doing that at all. Yoojin is just one of my revenge targets, and the principal is just the tail of Hwan’s tail. Self-destructing with such a guy is not revenge, but a stupid act. However,
“Should I say he’s amazing… or should I say he’s brave…”
That was my final impression after examining all of the principal’s secret space.
To save on motel costs?
Rather than that, wasn’t it just a middle-aged man’s dark desire to create his own hideout inside the school?
It was admirable, though in a bad way.
But considering how bold it was, the fact that he hadn’t been caught until now meant that it was a place that others couldn’t have predicted.
Even I, who had been digging into those four bitches and the guys behind them before my regression, only discovered this place now.
Anyway, I plan to use it well from now on.
I locked the principal’s office door with the key and walked towards the dormitory.
“Ha, seriously.”
I hadn’t even gotten close yet, but the sounds of women’s moans, the security guard’s heavy breathing, and the principal’s wails were harmonizing.
Should I tell the security guard to use ‘my’ principal’s office instead of the dormitory?
No, then he’ll try to climb over me. From now on, the principal’s office should only be a room for me and my bitches.
Later, I should give Yoojung the task of remodeling the underground warehouse. Just pile up some supplies on the outside and make the inside a training room to throw to the security guard.
I’ll do some ‘work’ to some extent, but I can’t manage all the women in the principal’s collection. Yoojin and Yoojung alone were enough to kill me.
So, a subordinate to train the women in the collection in my place, who is busy with all sorts of things…
As I continued to think, I burst out laughing.
‘Now my way of thinking is no different from a criminal…’
But there’s no time to wallow in sorrow. I opened the dormitory door.
Creak, the door opened immediately. That stupid security guard, he was so out of his mind with fucking that he didn’t even lock the door.
“Heok! Heok!”
The security guard screamed in surprise, like a man caught committing sexual assault. No, it wasn’t “like,” he was actually committing sexual assault, so it was a natural reaction.
“Kkeueueup- kkeueoeok! Keok! Keok!”
The principal, who was experiencing the pain of being NTR’d in real-time from a woman he had painstakingly trained, turned his head and looked at me when he heard the door opening and shouted even louder. But because he had a ball gag in his mouth that was used to muzzle women during SM play, his voice was even quieter than the moans of the woman under the security guard.
I looked at the principal, who couldn’t hide his rebellious eyes towards me even after I had taken care of him so thoroughly last night, and immediately averted my gaze.
The face of a bald, muscular middle-aged man drooling with a ball gag in his mouth was too hideous to look at straight on.
“What, what is it? It was you.”
I was about to blame the security guard for not closing the door and for letting the sound leak outside, but I stopped.
His whole body was glistening with sweat, and the room was full of steam and smells.
It was clear that he had been doing that all morning.
It’s disgusting to look at, but the fact that the security guard is a sex maniac is a good sign for me.
I waved my hand at the security guard, who was hurriedly trying to put on his underwear. But I didn’t mean for him to continue what he was doing, but the security guard pushed his dick back into the pussy of the woman under him.
“Aah!”
Theatrical, but a hot voice.
I went further into the room. Only then could I see the small woman under the security guard. But even though she was small, her breasts were quite large.
The woman, who made eye contact with me, flirted with me in a vulgar way. She winked and stuck her tongue out, licking as if she would lick my dick.
What was her name…? Ah, that’s right. Eunji. Same class.
“W-wait, you- transfer student?!”
Only then did Eunji recognize me and pushed the security guard away and stood up. So, being pinned down and fucked by the security guard was just acting.
I recalled the information in the principal’s ‘collection’ that I had read thoroughly in the short gap before falling asleep for a few hours after knocking out Yoojin yesterday.
Submission: 90
Training: 40
She was the woman with the highest submission level among the women in the collection, so it was understandable. That’s why he immediately handed her over to the security guard, wasn’t it?
And she definitely had the [Lewd] trait, this bitch. And she even enjoys orgies?
