Chapter 57 – Don’t Think of Me as a Princess, Think of Me as a Classmate
“Wow, great. Are you really a princess? It’s so amazing. To be able to be in the same class as a real princess, even if it’s only for a moment. Isn’t this a real honor?”
“Our school is really cool. I guess it was just that when I said it was the only ona hall specialized high school in Korea, but was it to the extent that even a foreign princess would come and learn?
“Wow, look at the pussy showing through the skirt. How can all the pussies look so plump and delicious? If you’re a princess, you must be a royal pussy.”
When Hyeon-joo’s brother drops Roberta off to her class where she will be and disappears, soon her class is ripe with stories about a princess who gets a new place in the class. Originally, the existence of a high school girl like a hyena always looking for rice cake called gossip. Such a high school girl has a special presence called a princess in her class, but she can’t stay still.
It was a bit burdensome, but Roberta was used to it. On the contrary, it might be easier for her than when she was being subjected to pussy training, only in that she knew how to respond.
“Even though I’m a princess of Laputa, while I’m at this school, I’m just a pussy bitch. Rather, I don’t have a lot of skills in using pussy compared to you guys, so I might make a lot of mistakes. At times like that, I hope you guys can help me with my strength. I want you to become this. Is it okay if I ask you a favor?”
Upon hearing Roberta’s fluent Korean, everyone in her class held their breath. And,
“Wow, great! You speak Korean really well! Plus, you can feel the elegance!”
“If you have a different background, it seems to be different no matter what. Maybe it’s okay. You said you were Roberta? We’ll do our best to help you. Let’s aim to become a great onahole girl together.”
“Ah, by the way, is Roberta-sama an ona hall, or is she a private toilet? You’d better know this first.”
“If you don’t know, wouldn’t it be better to think of it as a dedicated toilet for now? If you don’t even know it’s a dedicated toilet and eat other cocks, that’s a big deal too.”
If Roberta said one word, the answer that came out was dozens of words. This reaction, too, was a relatively normal daily scene for Roberta. Anyway, after a few days, the existence of Roberta itself will be converted into a page in this academy, so let’s put up with this for a moment.
“Ah, by the way, Miss Roberta.”
“I just like Roberta. We’re the same age, so you don’t have to use honorifics. In Korea, I heard that people of the same Korean age are friends?”
“No, but Roberta-sama is a princess… Plus, Roberta-sama speaks respectfully to us.”
“I just have a habit of learning Korean as an attribute. .”
“Um… Then I’ll drop the name of you and call you Roberta. I’ll gradually get rid of the honorifics… Anyway, they say there is no culture of pussy training in Roberta’s country, but is that true?”
Roberta nodded heavily.
“Yes. Our country has a somewhat conservative sex idea. Women open their pussies only to their lovers or husbands. We have the notion that this is the most moral thing.”
Roberta’s testimony made the already noisy classroom even more noisy. Of course, even in Korea, the culture of pussy assistants is not universal, but you can tell just by looking at them, but the culture of raw onaholes definitely exists. All women don’t have to be onaholes, but women who have the aptitude for onaholes are the happiest when they become onaholes. For girls living in a society where it is taken for granted, the story of Roberta’s country was breathtaking.
“Then there is at least a culture of daughter-in-law, right?”
To someone’s question, Roberta answered shyly.
“I don’t think there’s any, but there’s a notion that masturbation is something you do alone and in a state of maximum concealment, so I don’t know what other people are like. Even for me, I only do masturbation once or twice a year.”
“Wow, my God… How the hell do I live in a place like that? If it were me, I’d suffocate and die.”
“Hey, don’t say it out loud.”
The onaholes in the class chatted among themselves while paying attention to the unimaginable conservatism of other countries. Does it come out like this? I expected it to some extent, but my heart aches. Was Roberta’s country on the cusp of becoming a culturally backward country without her knowledge? Roberta was humiliated, pitied, and motivated by the eyes of the students who were trying to be as considerate of her as possible.
‘I will never forget this experience. As soon as I return to my country, I should tell my mother and tell her to start reforming the pussy assistant. Our country may be weak in national power and economic power may be weak, but it can never be that we fall behind in culture.’
Roberta, who made a big promise in his heart, clearly told the friends who were to be together in the future.
“I may be a bit lacking compared to you all. But I’m proud to say that I’m just like you or even more than you in terms of learning how to become an ona hole. Please. Please at least this one please.”
Was Roberta’s sincerity conveyed properly? The voices of the students who were whispering became quieter. Then someone reached behind Roberta and squeezed her new white plump sucker.
“Hmm?!♥”
“Wow, look at that sucker. It’s really soft and bouncy. I’m sure you’ll easily get past the average pussy bitch in my class.”
Her mischievous friend, streamlined, raised her fingers just as they were, and gently nudged Roberta’s erect nipples, teasing her. In her sudden attack, Roberta couldn’t even lift her linear hand, and she was attacked by her nipple one-sidedly. Then, her nipples, which were sensitive from the beginning, soon became engorged, and as if she mistook herself for a cock, she stood stiffly asserting herself.
“Oh, wait a minute. It’s sensitive there…”
“I know, I know. All pussy bitches are sensitive. Whoa, they’re cute. You know that they’re immature nipples that haven’t been properly trained yet, but you still have the taste of touching them. If training is done in earnest in the future, what a wonderful sucker you will become. Is it? Aren’t you looking forward to it?”
Roberta was helpless at the linear prank she whispered while blowing hot air into her ear. It’s really nice to give her compliments, but the situation itself is confusing. I want to remove it quickly because it is unfamiliar to me, but I can’t do it because I’m sorry to refuse to do so.
Other students, as if reacting to Roberta’s immature yet delicate appearance, also began to tease Roberta’s body.
“Is the sucker so soft? Let me touch it once too.”
“Wow, it’s really soft. This isn’t a sucker, it’s like a cushion? It’s a top-of-the-line cushion that expands quickly when you put your head on it.”
“I’m going to go inside the skirt. I’ve been paying attention to that plump pussy meat since a while ago. Since there is a white crotch and crotch in the center of the skirt lining, it looks like a spotlight, so it’s cool, right?”
Once the gunfire was opened, Ona Hall students rushed at Roberta like crows rushing at her corpse. Roberta, who didn’t have the concept of being manipulated by a woman even if it was being violated by a man, stiffened in surprise. A quiet, linear voice echoed in her ears.
“Just relax and accept it. Everyone is trying to get close to Roberta. I think they’re going to get tested by us before serving a man. Maybe they’ll give you some good advice, right? You will find out.”
Only then did Roberta understand that Sun-seon was not just a mischievous person, but someone who was a little peculiar but could definitely show consideration. And, following that advice, she welcomed her classmates with a broad heart, who rushed to get acquainted with her.
“I hope you make many good memories in Korea, Roberta.”
“…Yes, thank you for your consideration.”
