Chapter 45 – 045. Kim Ji-Young (17) Awareness
Ji-young, who saw Seong-jae sitting down and the female students around him, felt stuffy for some reason, so she raised her glass and drank some water. In the meantime, Jiyoung’s table was also filled with students.
“Professor. Hello.”
The female student’s voice came to Ji-young, who was suppressing the unknown nervousness and frustration.
“Ah. Yes. Nice to meet you.”
After that, the students seated at the table greeted Jiyoung, and Jiyoung accepted them, being careful not to roll up her skirt.
When everyone was seated, the president of the society, who was sitting across from Jiyoung, raised a glass and stood up.
Then, the girl who greeted Ji-young for the first time filled Ji-young’s glass with soju.
“Thank you.”
Jiyoung, who expressed her gratitude in a small way, raised her glass, followed by a toast from the president of the society.
“For~”
– Knock. Klopp.
After the toast, Ji-young’s glass was emptied, and this time the president poured soju.
“Haha. Please take my glass too.”
“Yes. Thank you.”
After Jiyoung put down the soju glass that the president had filled, the questioning began.
“Is the professor’s car really broken?”
“Sure.”
“Did anything happen in the car? You were wearing something other than this during the lecture today.”
Jiyoung was taken aback by the rather sharp question.
“Uh… That… I spilled coffee so I changed at the rest area.”
The female student who asked the question looked suspiciously at Ji-young, who stuttered slightly, but did not question her further.
‘Phew…’
Another question flew to Ji-young, who was relieved inwardly.
“Professor, aren’t you dating?”
To the question of a male student in a hoodie, Ji-young, who couldn’t say that she couldn’t date as long as she was Seong-jae’s slave, covered it up with clichés.
“Not yet… I can’t afford it. There’s a lot to learn at school…”
“No way. Where is that? Aren’t you actually dating Sungjae?”
I had been meeting you. Not like a lover, but a relationship between master and slave.
“Please. Why would Seongjae want to meet an older me?”
“You may prefer older people like me.”
At the boy’s words, Jiyoung only smiled softly. At that time, the female student who had been quietly listening to the conversation opened her mouth.
“Professor. Then what do you think of Seongjae?”
“Ah… That’s…”
It was a question from a female student. And this question is very difficult to answer. It was because he had only followed orders since he became a slave, and had never thought of what he thought of Seongjae.
‘Master…’
When I was simply known as the vice president, I didn’t think anything special. I can remember that there is a contact point called a society among many students, but that’s about it. But the day he became Seongjae’s slave, his thoughts changed.
At first, I really hated it and resented it.
I hated being forced to take a weakness and become a slave.
It was resentful to come out like that even though we knew each other.
I hated being forced to show respect by a young man.
I hated having them lick their dirty feet.
I hated sucking disgusting cocks and having tasteless cum in my mouth.
I felt resentful for trying to show off to someone I didn’t know in my underwear.
I hated having to swallow the sticky semen that got stuck in my throat.
It was resentful that he had cummed inside of himself without asking for his fainting consent.
However, the assistant who gave intense pleasure that could not be resisted and continued after that steadily melted those feelings, and now that I have become accustomed to the life of a slave, every time I see Seongjae, who gives me so much pleasure that I cannot wake up, my heart beats and my uterus jumps. This shuddered and soaked his panties with love juice.
When Jiyoung didn’t answer because she was lost in her thoughts, the female student who asked the question continued.
She said, “I’ve been seeing her ex Seongjae for a long time. I’m also motivated. “
“Yes?”
Ji-young, lost in her thoughts, couldn’t hear the girl’s sudden words and asked again.
She said, “I got a strange feeling the moment I saw her Sungjae after entering the society for the first time after entering. As soon as I saw her, my heart skipped a beat. Her stomach rumbles strangely. When Seongjae is with another woman, I get frustrated and annoyed… I realized it later. ‘Ah! I thought, ‘This is love’.”
‘Love…’
Zinc is dazed as he hears her schoolgirl begin to confess her past, defining her love. It was because everything the female student said about her was the same as the feelings she now feels for her Seongjae.
‘This feeling… Really love…? Could it be that I just became a slave to pleasure…? Her heart beats, her womb trembles, and she oozes out of love juice with excitement in anticipation of the pleasure she will give her master… But why did she feel that way when she saw her master surrounded by other women earlier…’
“Well, after going through various things and knowing the true nature of Seongjae, she has completely folded her mind.”
Ji-young, who was checking her mind again, was surprised by her words that she knew the truth of Seong-jae, and she was nervous.
‘Sir, could it be that the master uses slaves…?’
However, the words that came out of her female student’s mouth were far from worrying Ji-young.
“He… He’s really lazy. That’s why I don’t come out well at academic conferences. When I call her, she says she’s at home, and when I call her to have a drink in the evening, she doesn’t answer, and then says she couldn’t answer because she was sleeping the next morning.”
The girl’s absurd words made Ji-young go numb.
‘What…’
“Student Seongjae is not that kind of person. And it’s not good to gossip about other people like that.”
And at Ji-young’s words, the other people at her table were also looking at her female student with bewildered eyes as if they agreed.
“Look at this. The bean pods are already wrapped around it. I know because I fell for him, but the professor’s eyes are already in love with Seongjae. I know that even now, he looks at Seongjae from time to time.”
Ji-young is a schoolgirl who was just talking nonsense. She was a little surprised to notice that she occasionally glanced at her Sung-jae. And the students at the table who heard her words also looked at Jiyoung as if questioning if it was true.
“Don’t say anything strange. I just looked around to see if she was enjoying the other tables as an advisor.”
Jiyoung pretended to be calm, but she didn’t trust the girl.
“What. I understand her wanting to hide her feelings. Still. Sungjae can’t. Is it because of Sungjae that you wear clothes like that these days?”
‘?!?!’
Ji-young was taken aback by her female student’s exact point. But in fact she wasn’t quite right.
“Sungjae trying to attract attention? Still don’t pay attention? I know because I’ve done it too. No, maybe all women have done it? I guess men do too. Acting out of the ordinary to catch the attention of the person you like. And most of it goes unnoticed.”
‘…’
“Therefore. Put aside that lazy and careless man and find a better man.”
Ji-young calmly told the female student that she had already concluded that she had fallen for Seong-jae and continued her talk.
“First of all. I either love Sungjae or I don’t. And as I said before, it’s not good to gossip about others like that…”
But Jiyoung’s words didn’t follow.
“It makes me feel bad when I curse at the person I love~! I know everything too! Don’t stop~!”
The girl who cut off Jiyoung’s words started screaming, and soon someone approached.
“Ah… Hey, who was a drunkard! Even drinking half a can of beer is crazy! He gets drunk just by smelling soju! Hey. Wake up. Wake up you bitch!”
“Oh my ears hurt! Is the professor in trouble?”
“You’re in big trouble, you crazy bitch! It’s a big deal for me to take care of you!”
Seeing the scuffle that suddenly broke out in front of her, Ji-young was dumbfounded, wondering if she had been playing with her female student’s drunkenness.
“Ah! Because the professor is in love!!!”
The female student who was being dragged out screamed for the barbecue to leave, and all the academic members’ eyes turned to Ji-young. Embarrassed, Ji-young turned her head around to avoid her gaze and met her eyes with Seong-jae.
‘Love…’
When her eyes met Seongjae’s, Jiyoung remembered what her female student had said and felt her face heat up, and she quickly averted her gaze.
“Sorry. Professor. I didn’t know he was so weak to alcohol…”
Ji-young, whose mind was complicated, nodded lightly at the president’s words apologizing for her sudden uproar, and she thought about her feelings once again.
My heart beats when I look at it. When her eyes meet, her face blushes. When she visits or calls her, her womb trembles and she oozes her love juices. When she sees you with another woman, she’s nervous and insecure.
‘But… But…’
By the time Ji-young is in her troubles. The table of her seongjae was in an uproar. Ji-young, who naturally followed the commotion, noticed one of her female students with her arms around Sung-jae.
– Pound. Pounding. Pounding.
Seeing this, Ji-young felt an unknown anger and nervousness. She and she felt stuffy. And the moment I saw her Sungjae smiling slightly at her female student with her arms crossed. Jiyoung realized.
‘Ah… I… You love the master…’
She humiliates and harasses her whenever she meets herself. She was a master who humiliated her to such an extent that she couldn’t come to her senses even today, but Ji-young, who realized that she had come to love that master in the end, she stood up Seong-jae and saw a female student who was about to leave her seat and saw her unknowingly got up from his seat.
‘Oh, no. Master, don’t go…’
Someone put her arm around her shoulder as the students at her table were surprised to see her start to move.
“Jiyoung Kim! She has become a real professor!”
Ji-young, who stopped her movement at her sudden touch, looked at the woman with her bewildered face.
“Uh, sister?”
Jiyoung had graduated two years before her. Before she graduated, she found Bo-mi Kwak, a senior in the society who had passed the bar exam, and she answered awkwardly. In the meantime, the table where Seongjae was sitting was empty, and her Seongjae disappeared somewhere and was nowhere to be found.
