Blackmail in Room and Slave 351

Chapter 351 – 351. Professor Jiyoung Kim (27) Laboratory

Freshman OT and graduation ceremony coming up in a few days. And a conference room where faculty, staff, and student council executives gather to confirm the entrance ceremony schedule.

Jiyoung, who was sitting in the corner listening to the explanation while staring blankly at the screen with information about the schedule on it, rang once.

-Weeeeeing.

Jiyoung flinched from the vibration felt in her hand, bowed slightly to the people who turned their heads when they heard the vibration, and opened the messenger app.

The message that appeared after the short loading was not long.

-You’re not in your room?

And the moment Jiyoung saw that short message, she realized what had happened.

‘Seo, really, the owner?! Why today! Oh, what should I do!? You must have been very angry, right? Lord, what should I do to relieve my master’s anger… First, I must apologize…’

I remembered the instructions I received on the day I swore to become Seongjae’s slave, which was to have it ready so that I could use it whenever I visit, but Jiyoung didn’t really come to me without saying a lot, and she hadn’t come since the morning, so she came to school without thinking about it. Despairing at the reality that Seongjae found him on the day he left his room, he began to write an apology message.

-I stopped by the school briefly for a schedule-related meeting. I’m sorry for not contacting you in advance. Master. I will accept any punishment. I’ll go back right away, so please train the stupid slave, so he doesn’t repeat the same mistake.

When Jiyoung, who had sent a message asking for her forgiveness and asking for punishment and a teaching assistant, was packing up her handouts, she received Seongjae’s reply.

-No. I’ll go. Furthermore, I don’t think it would be a bad idea to have fun at school after a long time.

Jiyoung, who was just about to get up from her seat with her shoulder bag, felt a little relieved when she read the message that did not mention punishment and showed no signs of anger.

‘Ah… I don’t think you’re too angry… Furthermore, I’m glad…’

However, that relief was shattered by a long message that came before I could finish the reply I started writing after putting down my shoulder bag again.

-All right. Master. In the lab…

-The dildo and eyepatch are in the lab, right? I take off all my clothes, cover my eyes with an eye patch, place a dildo on the floor, and get on top of it and shake my hips. When you open the door, you can see it right away until I leave. Don’t lock the lab door. Ah. The sign hanging on the door reads ‘occupied’. I don’t even have to say what happens if I go and the door is locked, or I’m not in the room, right?

Jiyoung’s face turned pale as she read the message above the blinking text cursor over and over again.

‘Ah… Well, if someone comes into the lab… Well, then my appearance will be exactly the same… So, in an instant, it will be spread across numerous communities… People who see it will see me… Ah. No, if it was a man who found me before then, right then and there…’

When Jiyoung was caught by someone visiting the lab, shaking her hips and panting in a vulgar manner, a middle-aged professor sitting next to her asked in a low voice.

“Are you okay? There’s no blood on your face, and you seem to be sweating coldly… If you’re not feeling well, go in first. If there are any changes, I will let you know separately.”

It was only after hearing a deep voice that Jiyoung was able to let go of the image of herself being scolded by countless people, being pushed down and raped by a professor or student, and gasping in shame. She looked at her cleavage, which was clearly exposed due to the clothing restrictions, with eyes filled with more lust than concern. I said to the professor who kept glancing at me.

“Thank you. Professor. “I’m sorry, but I have to ask you a favor.”

“No. Let’s eat later. “I’d like to talk a little about my thesis.”

Jiyoung smiled lightly at the professor who spoke clearly, and walked out of her conference room with careful steps.

‘Are you okay. Considering the time it takes to get from my room to here, my master will be here before this meeting is over. It seems like only people attending the meeting are in the law school building right now, so no one will come to the lab before the owner.’

As she walked down the quiet hallway and gathered her thoughts, Jiyoung received shocking instructions and was surprised to finish writing the message she was unable to complete.

-All right. She will leave her pussy wet so that the master can use it immediately after visiting the lab as instructed.

She hoped that Sungjae would like the slightly lewd message she sent. Jiyoung entered the lab and quickly began to take off her clothes.

After putting her coat on her chair, Jiyoung took off her blouse, which was open enough to expose almost all of her cleavage, and her white half-cup bra, which was slightly see-through, peeked out.

Ji-young hangs her naked blouse on her hanger, but even if she rolls it up just a little, she pulls down her short skirt enough to reveal the see-through panties that barely cover it, puts it on her desk, and hides the lewd barometer that runs from her thighs to her ankles. I took off the dark stockings.

Jiyoung, who was suddenly dressed in lewd lingerie, took off her bra that was pressing down on her voluptuous breasts and even took off her panties, which were slightly soaked with moisture.

Jiyoung, now without any clothes on, felt the cold air brushing against her skin and set the password to the lock on the drawer where she kept her training tools.

The moment she set the date to become a slave to her sex, Jiyoung removed her loose locks and opened her drawer, taking out a dildo and an eye patch much thicker than her forearm among the various lewd tools contained within.

“Ah…”

Jiyoung let out a small gasp as she looked at the absurdly large dildo that was modeled after Sungjae’s cock and slowly walked towards her door.

Jiyoung stopped a few steps away from her door and sat on her knees on the floor, holding the heavy dildo between her spread thighs.

-Gulp.

Seeing her dildo sticking out above her navel and remembering Seongjae’s cock, Jiyoung swallowed her saliva and lifted her hips and placed her pussy on the tip of the baby’s fist-sized glans.

-Zhigeuk…

Jiyoung felt the tip of the silicone pillar, which did not feel any warmth at all, digging into her vaginal opening that was moist with the love juice she had shed while imagining herself writhing in shame. She shivered slightly and put on the eye patch that had been put aside.

Jiyoung, who blocked her vision by wearing an eye patch as instructed by Seongjae, slowly lowered her hips as she felt the feel of the dildo spreading her vaginal opening become clearer.

-Tsk…

The wet friction sound made by the drooling pussy greedily swallowing the huge dildo that was gradually getting wet echoed in the small laboratory.

Jiyoung swallowed the dildo by the roots, worried that the particularly loud obscene sound might be leaking out the door in front of her, then gasped and caught her breath at the dizzying pressure she felt in her lower abdomen.

“Ha… Ha…”

After catching her breath and letting out a soft moan, Jiyoung placed both hands on her bottom and began to slowly move her waist.

-Tsk… Tsk… Tsk…

It was slow, but because it was slow, Jiyoung could more clearly feel the dildo scraping against the sticky vaginal wall and sliding out, and the dildo cutting through the highly contracted vaginal wall and coming in, forcibly lifting the cervix and crushing it. Jiyoung was about to burst out. He tried his best to hold back Gyo-seong and waited for Seong-jae to open the door and come in.

‘Hmm!!! Joe, if you just hold on a little longer… Come on, uterus!!! Oh, my! Joe, if you hold on just a little longer, the master will come!!! Ugh!!!’

However, Ji-yeong, who could not overcome the surge of pleasure that surged with her waist every time she moved her waist, covered her mouth with her hand soaked in her love juice and reached climax. It didn’t come until I had to struggle several times.

‘Sigh! Lord, my master… When will the master be… Hmm!!! Well, I think it’s past time for you to arrive…’

Jiyoung, who had just woken up from her climax for the unknown number of times, was measuring the time with her hazy mind when she heard small footsteps beyond her door.

‘Ah! Master! Sigh! ‘Master, finally!’

Thinking that her leisurely footsteps were those of Seongjae, who had been eagerly waiting for her, Jiyoung wanted to prove that she had been following her instructions well by shaking her buttocks between her calves facing outwards and into the lake of her love juice.

-Tsk! Jjigeeook! Tzu-geo-eok!

As Jiyoung made an even louder obscene noise and hoped that Seongjae would open the door and come in, an unfamiliar voice came through the crack in the door.

-What. Is there one? You said you went first because you weren’t feeling well?

-That’s right. It’s Jaesil. What? Didn’t Sangdeok say that Ji sent him?

-Uh. I told you to go first and leave a handout with a note of the changes in the lab since you wouldn’t know what had changed. What is it?

‘?!?! Lord, isn’t it master?!’

Jiyoung, startled by the men’s voices she had never heard before, stopped lifting her hips as high as she could.

‘Ooh, you can’t move. Ooh, when you move it makes a sound…’

Jiyoung, who stopped moving for fear that an obscene friction sound might escape through the crack in the door, desperately hoped that the men on the other side of the door would leave before her back, which had lost all strength from struggling through repeated orgasms, could not hold up and collapsed.

However, contrary to Jiyoung’s wishes, the men did not leave immediately.

-Let’s knock first. If there is, there will be any answer.

-Knock.

-… I don’t think it’s there?

-I know. Did you say you were sick and then forget to fix it and just leave work? Should I leave the handouts in the crack under the door and switch to leaving work?

Jiyoung, who remembered Seongjae’s words that he would not leave her alone unless it was Jaesil, was embarrassed to hear her conversation.

‘Oh, no! Well, if you change that!!! Stop it! Ha, but! I am confident that I will have a proper voice…’

The conversation beyond the door continued even as Jiyoung panicked and lost her mind.

-Why? What are you doing?

-There might also be people like us who knock on the door thinking we are inside.

-Ozzy. Who would come here at this time? Plus, he might have gone to the bathroom for a moment. We happened to come at that exact moment.

-But. That too.

-Okay. So just slide the handout down and let’s go.

‘Ah… Thank goodness… Evil?!?!?!’

Immediately after the men’s conversation ended. At the moment of relief at the fact that ‘Jaesil’ would not change and that she could not disobey the instructions, Jiyoung’s hips, which had been struggling to hold on, relaxed and fell due to gravity.

-Tzuuuuu!

“Hmm!!!!!!!”

Her glans, which was hanging on her vaginal opening, quickly scratched the vaginal wall, crushing the cervix and the uterus, creating a wet friction sound. Jiyoung, who felt the dizzying pleasure of the dildo that penetrated her vagina in an instant, urgently used her hand to touch it. I covered her mouth and suppressed the outcry.

‘Please, please! Please!’

-Hmm? Didn’t you hear the porn sound? I think I can hear it from inside?

‘?!?! ‘Oh, no!’

-What are you saying all of a sudden? Is he crazy? I was only having sex in the chat room, but I wonder if my brain was soaked in real sex. Why am I suddenly making pornographic noises here?

-No. I definitely heard it. It was small, but… Jiyoung Kim wasn’t sick, but horny? I think she’s masturbating while watching porn inside, or calling a guy over and fucking her?

-Damn. What does a fool who can’t even distinguish musical scales listen to? Let’s stop talking nonsense and go to a blood room and spin the wedge.

-No, the wedge is not the problem? This is angle. Are you saying you have the angle to fuck Kim Ji-young? When you open the door and go in, you can clearly see Jiyoung Kim masturbating or fucking. We said we would help, and we could eat together.

-Crazy bastard. Stop watching porn. Live in reality. A bastard who has never even been in a relationship is just talking nonsense. Stop looking at useless things and study the secret deal cycle. Don’t fall in love with the heel.

-No, it’s not that I couldn’t do it, it’s that I don’t do it. And why does the heel strike suddenly appear? That’s your item… No, that’s not important. Is this a reasonable guess? You suddenly started dressing like a rag in the summer. It’s definitely tailored to men’s tastes. Any man who would ask his woman to dress like that would definitely… Hey! Hey! Wait for a sec! Hey!

-Shut up and come back, you idiot.

Ji-young, who had become distraught after hearing her reasoning that was relatively close to the truth, let out a long sigh as she listened to her walking away.

“Haa…”

‘Thank goodness… If that door had been opened…’

Jiyoung, relieved that she had avoided something that made her dizzy just thinking about it, hoped that Seongjae would come quickly.

‘Master… Please… Please come quickly.’

And after a while. Once again, footsteps were heard beyond the door.

‘Is it the master this time? What if it’s someone else like before?’

While Jiyoung was unable to make a hasty decision, her footsteps approached the door, followed by a knock.

-Knock.

‘Ah. It’s not the master.’

Jiyoung, who knew that Sungjae would open the door without knocking, was convinced that the person on the other side of the door was not Sungjae, and waited until she heard the sound of footsteps moving away.

‘Please… Please quickly…’

However, what was heard was not the sound of footsteps moving away as Jiyoung had hoped, but rather an awkward female voice.

-What. It’s Jaesil, but why is there no response? If it’s in the living room, doesn’t that mean it’s inside? You’re not sleeping inside. It’s annoying.

Immediately after a voice with a slightly awkward pitch rang out. A sound that should never be heard pierced Jiyoung’s ears.

-Snap!