Chapter 37 – Sexual Harassment OK Erotic Dance (3)
It is said that Seodang-gae also recites the Poongwol in three years.
Even if it’s something you hate to the point of death, if you continue to accumulate experience, you will naturally become proficient at it.
That was exactly what Kim Ji-soo was doing.
“Right, right! Dance with your crotch a little wider!”
Jisoo dances obscenely with her legs wide apart in front of rogues who only think about satisfying their own desires.
Today, the president dances while hanging from a specially prepared bar.
I’ve never learned pole dancing professionally, but that doesn’t matter anyway. After all, not a single man came to see a professional pole dance.
The point is that it is enough to dance as lewdly, pervertedly, and as hard as possible.
As if it could be the cock of this Bongga man.
She rubs her pussy against the stick, wraps her fingers around her, and takes on a performance that makes her feel like a goddamn daughter, and puts it between her breasts to imitate paizuri.
The perverted movements that are so vulgar that artists who actually dance professionally in pole dancing are embarrassing to even call them dances.
Jisoo wanted to die from overflowing shame. This was because he was acting so far from the luxurious self he always thought he was.
‘I-I didn’t go to college while paying expensive tuition just to do something like this!’
Think about the index. During her school days, she lived the life of a brilliant career woman that she dreamed of.
Of course, the reality so far was not close to that ideal, but at least he was able to live his life while boasting that he was walking down that path.
However, now? Now?
She earns pennies by opening her pussy in front of filthy men. It is also completely independent of one’s own will.
I didn’t live this far to live this life!
However, apart from the screams of that heart, the smile on Jisoo’s face was embedded like a piece carved into a rock and did not fall off.
Because this is work
It’s a job to fawn on customers while putting on such an obscene smile.
Whatever happens, it has to come true.
However, there was something more shameful than having to fawn on a man like that.
“Hey, the pussy juice splatters all the way here! The bitch is really horny on stage!”
A man’s sexual harassment that I didn’t even get tired of listening to for several days.
The fact that the sexual harassment wasn’t just harassment, and that it was real was the fact that really drove Jisoo crazy.
‘Why are you so sensitive!’
Every time men’s gazes came and penetrated, Jisoo’s pussy moistened herself with embarrassment like a shy virgin.
In that state, as she danced vigorously shaking her pussy, it was natural for her to be splashed by the men sitting in the front seat.
It is possible to be criticized for the service being a piece of shit, but there was no man who protested like that. It’s only natural that people who like this kind of thing from the beginning occupy the front seats.
‘Me, me! I’m not a low-level woman who gets excited about these filthy things!’
Jisoo shouts at herself as if she were struggling.
But it’s pointless.
Because, because of Chan-ho’s manipulation of settings, Ji-soo had completely become a ‘low-class woman’ that he extremely detested.
Stage music with a fast tempo.
Jisoo’s dance moves automatically speed up to match.
Once again, the response and sexual harassment of the men intensified according to the dance.
Yet,
“Ohheeeee!!♥”
Jisoo climaxes while making such a low, animal-like sound.
Far from getting his cock fucked, he creates climax out of nothing even though he hasn’t even touched his pussy. There is only one material used in the climax. Sight.
“Oh, really! I didn’t really do anything, but just being shown made me climax! What a piece of shit!”
The man, who seemed to be using the erotic dance attraction for the first time today, burst into cheers.
It’s amazing.
There aren’t that many women like this kind of bastard even if you search all over the world.
Till now.
‘I, I’m not a low-class woman.
Jisoo repeats in her heart a plea that no one will hear.
Of course delusions are free. However, apart from the delusion, Jisoo’s work is not over yet.
“Eh, eh. Then, the first performance of our sex entertainer Kim Ji-soo is over. Bar, clap~”
An erotic dancer who was scheduled for the third turn held a microphone and induced applause.
Even though he has done it several times, his voice still trembles, which seems to be far from a great MC, but the audience who were satisfied with the excellent performance gave them a round of applause.
Next,
“Well then, we will use the interlude where the next performer is preparing to have a conversation with Miss Kim Ji-soo. Eh, eh, then, everyone, please listen to the lottery ticket you drew as you enter.”
At the words of the MC, the customers all checked the number of the lottery ticket they had drawn with a confident face.
The MC put his hand into the box next to him, then pulled out a slip of paper, checked the number, and shouted.
“Yes, yes! Guest number 69?”
“Oops!”
After confirming that his number had been called, the guest quickly got up from his seat and went up to the podium.
All the other men looked up at the customer with envious eyes and clicked his tongue.
The man who went up to the podium glanced at the men in the audience, then pulled down his pants with a proud expression.
An excellent cock, which seemed to be confident enough, appeared.
The man lay down on a bed with wheels that had been prepared on one side of the stage and prepared with his cock erect.
Jisoo stood on top of that cock,
“Then, excuse me.”
Then, after soaking the customer’s cock in her pussy, she lowered it at once to hide it.
I almost climaxed once more at the feeling of my thick cock pushing into my pussy, but I forced myself to hold it in.
There is no rule saying you have to be very patient, but
‘My, do you think I can give in so easily? I’m not that cheap.’
Because he comes alone.
It’s not like that kind of misogyny is ever exposed on the surface anyway, and from a man’s point of view, it’s a trivial thing for a woman to go too far on its own, so it might be a good service.
“Eh, eh, then, from now on, there will be a question time for the person who won the lottery. Customers who received a lottery can ask as many questions as they like until they decide. Of course, all answers are unconditionally honest, so don’t worry.”
“Hmm.”
The man took over the microphone the MC gave him and started asking questions to Jisoo with a worldly face.
“Oh, I really want to hear this first. How is my cock compared to the guys I’ve been fucking with?”
It was a question that was difficult to come up unless you were quite confident in your own things.
‘What is Ji-ji so good at!’
Annoyance soared, but all answers must be honest. That’s a rule
“Yes, yes. Cow, among all the customers’ cocks, I think it’s the best I’ve ever had…”
It’s a little different if you include the president’s stuff.
At Jisoo’s certification, the man proudly raised his arms high and took a victory pose.
“Yes? Oh, my dick is a little too good. If you fuck women with this, it’s very good. Ah, but Jisoo, how many times do you masturbate a day? From the looks of it, it looks like it will be done at least three times a day.”
A giggle was heard from the audience.
Extreme shame pricked my skin, but the answer was honest.
“Yes, yes! Yes, I used to do it three times a day because it was frustrating, but these days I rarely do it.”
“Oh yeah? Why? Since peek peek goes away just by shaking the pussy without a cock, don’t you have any more time to build up desire?”
“Yes, yes, yes! Now that I go out several times a day just by performing every day, there is no time to build up my desires! That’s why I don’t even masturbate anymore!”
His face was brightly smiling, but in his heart, he was Jisoo who was shedding bloody tears.
I feel like I’m going to burst into the middle of the day why I have to go through this.
But there is no way to appeal it. Then,
“Look at the clothes ♥ shaking her pussy. Do you want the question time to end soon? Do you do aegyo with your pussy?”
“Oh, I’m so… Boo, it’s because I’m shy.”
Jisoo squeezed her pussy as much as she could and hit her pussy.
The questioning time is until this man ejaculates. So once you get it cheap, he can rest for the time being.
No, even if I take a break, it’s still the same as going down to the seats and being harassed by men’s hands.
“Oh, you’re pretty good at grinding the meat, aren’t you? Did you learn this from your boyfriend?”
“I learned very little from my boyfriend. For the most part, I learned it while dealing with customers, and I learned the rest from the boss himself.”
“Aha, keukkeuk, I guess all of my boyfriends haven’t changed? Well, when it comes to boyfriends that prostitutes meet, aren’t they all on the same level?”
“Tea, not a slut~ Se, it’s a sex entertainment.”
I’m not sure what the specific differences are.
“What is not!”
The guest’s palm slapped Jisoo’s side hip until it made a clicking sound.
The audience cheered together at the crisp sound that bounced around the venue.
“Oh? I think the tightening of the pussy has improved a bit. Do you like getting hit on the butt?”
It can’t be. Ji-soo was a very classy woman, and she had no vulgar hobbies to rejoice at being spanked by a man.
“Yes yes! I like! I love it! Jisoo is a pervert with exhibitionism and even masochism!”
But the exponent said: Because this saying is true.
“I heard, everyone ~ Jisoo is a fucking pervert who likes being spanked. It’s very sticky!”
The man shouted that while showing off his sound by hitting Jisoo’s butt in succession.
The audience who looked up at it laughed and looked down at their palms.
I’m definitely curious what it tastes like. I must try it once.
A luxury that is absolutely impossible if you think about it with common sense.
But anything is possible here. It’s the only business in Korea that allows that.
