Chapter 199 – AV Filming Finished and Returning Home. (2)
AV filming finished, and returned home. (2)
… Well, in the end.
… Nothing happened.
I quickened my pace as if I was running away from the condoms scattered on the floor.
Perhaps only then did he come to his senses, and he started walking hurriedly, as if he was fed up with his own sentiments.
My God, you think of the contents of a discarded condom as if it were some kind of precious treasure.
This cannot happen.
There must be something strange about me now.
This is how it is… Really, wouldn’t you say it’s a sex-crazed animal?
It may be said to be a rude expression, but even compared to the people on the streets who make up the bottom of society, this image of myself was very abnormal.
The things that happened to me today could never have been normal, no matter how much I thought about them, and according to the conventional wisdom in society, they were obscene and promiscuous… You can’t deny that it’s a vulgar act.
Even a decent prostitute would do something like this… I don’t think it will go that far.
Then… So, who did this… Me?
As a virgin, who had never had any real experience with a man, I experienced this first experience that was like a stigma that would never disappear in my life, and I fell into lewd behavior, cried out sweet cries, begged, and shed tears of pleasure. Throwing it away… Me?
Among them, no matter how much money you give them, how many of them will lick the dog food from a real dog bowl, naked, like a dog, for everyone to see?
Who was tied up in a public square, exposed to everyone in a more vulgar form than naked, and masturbated with her pussy drooling?
As a grown adult, who would orgasm while trying to poop on a training duck potty that only toddlers would use?
Chastity, who is the person who bows down in a humiliating position called naked dogeja and bows down under a man’s head to beg for the hymen, which is so precious to a woman, to be taken away?
… What about people?, What about people? That… Who is it?
… Can it be called a person?
In such an act, there is an unavoidable secret… The person who ends up feeling a dark pleasure is really… Can we even say they are the same person?
The more you think about it, the more you compare, the more you notice the difference. If you really think about it, you will become aware of the humiliating situation of what you have done.
No matter where or how you look, you can tell the difference both objectively and subjectively.
A body that deteriorates day by day like a pervert.
A body that changes from sensitive to sensitive when it comes to sex.
Even the five senses are distorted and adjusted in an obscene manner.
How is your body? If it senses even the slightest trace of a male, it will go into heat without warning.
I can’t even control my body due to the swelling waves of pleasure and sexual desire.
There was no place to express that any of them were normal.
Now, now, now, I have fallen to the point where it can be said that turning back is impossible.
However, despair… And hope♥.
This means that he hasn’t run out yet.
I’m still falling for a long time, deeper and deeper, more horribly ─ the bottom to which I will sink is far, far away♥.
Yes, even after all this, it wasn’t even the bottom yet.
I am dizzy at that fact, and feel a surge of happiness and joy.
What a spoiled female.
Although she may have felt regret at the sight of her irreversibly transformed body, she was so caught up in ecstasy and happiness that she did not even notice that she was being seen by people on the street.
Her body was shaking.
Livestock, slave, female, sow, bitch.
No word is human… A word that does not, or should not, fit as a prefix before the word.
Those words make me…
The sound of the word becomes more and more familiar and sweet… I often feel it.
The name given to herself, Lee Ha-eun.
It is a word that adorns the front of the name, and if these words really become official…
Female… Lee Ha-eun♡, slave… Lee Ha-eun♡, bitch… Lee Ha-eun♥, livestock… This… Haeun♥♥
Whoa… ♡
Just imagining it made her heart pound and her legs started shaking.
Yeah, I’m out of my mind.
It may be a bit harsh on myself, but I really was out of my mind.
But, it can’t be helped.
I can only imagine it in my mind, but the feeling of happiness that devours the opposite sex cannot be helped.
Although I am very aware of the fact that the only thing left at the end is destruction, I…♡
Is this thought really an illusion, like a heat that has not yet subsided, and a fever caused by drugs? Or is it the hidden true feelings that leaked out through the bars of a loose heart?
It seemed certain that the direction of his thoughts was tilted in an overly negative direction, but at the same time… This is one’s true feelings that are just hidden… Something resembling the sound of Anna breaking up, the essence of the female called me, was whispering an auditory hallucination.
As I walked along the night streets of the entertainment district, I had already reached the bus stop.
Still far away, in the corner, the strange smell of perfume, the sound of sticky water, and dizzying moans did not stop.
Is it because it’s night?
There were only a few people sitting on chairs at the stop.
It’s just Kii’s eyes looking at me like that.
That’s right, this appearance couldn’t help but attract attention.
Perhaps, I am the prostitute of that pleasure district… ♡ Wouldn’t it be considered just that?
A man glancing at my face and chest with curiosity, contempt, and laughter.
But it is unavoidable.
A butterfly mask covering the eyes, a necklace with red bells that cannot be hidden, and yellow ones hanging from the ears… Recognition tags for livestock.
Maybe it was because he was obscured by the darkness and couldn’t be seen in detail, but he seemed to think he was just an ordinary(?) Street prostitute.
A look filled with contempt, disdain, and sexual desire.
If you look at it with those eyes… You become aware of what you really are and what has happened… A dark pleasure invades my back.
Soft happiness.
A tingling feeling similar to pleasure touched my body.
By the time I got on the bus to go home, the gaze became deeper… It was stabbing me thickly.
Apparently, under the lights of the bus, each and every detail of myself was revealed… As expected, it seemed like it had no choice but to be seen.
Jalang♪
Every time I walked, the small bells ringing from the necklace made the people’s whispers seem to get deeper.
Maybe it’s just a small murmur that has nothing to do with me.
However, their eyes and voices are all… It feels like everything is directed at me, and it makes me dizzy.
My… The terrible smell of love flowing from the body.
I couldn’t help but notice that the unpleasant and promiscuous smell of male and female odors was mixing in the air.
And, the obvious fact that people around you will not notice this smell.
It was being seen.
It will definitely get caught.
At least, that’s what happened to me… It’s definitely something you can figure out.
Their searching gazes, and my own reflection in their eyes, feel like a stimulus to me, as if they are groping my whole body with a shape.
Their sexuality is not intended… Molestation.
That feeling made me feel sticky… I was secretly excited while riding the bus.
I did my best to endure that tickling stimulation.
For a moment, without thinking… Losing self-control like this.
In this place…♡
Well, I thought about it and almost threw it away.
Fortunately, I wasn’t at the point where I was losing my temper yet, and I was able to hold back with just a single drop of water soaking my stockings.
Hold on… If I couldn’t do it, I… What happened? ♥
Phew…
House.
By the time she was able to return home, she was completely exhausted from trying to quell her lustful lust.
Even thinking about it myself, I think I was able to endure it well.
Is it because you are conscious of your own clothes and condition?
On every street, every street, it felt like everyone I passed by was somehow looking at me.
At the feeling of those unidentified gazes, I felt dizzy every time I walked, and my breathing became rough,
My heart was pounding hotly, as if I was excited.
The feelings of shame and embarrassment had already become largely indistinguishable from those of pleasure. Therefore, I had no choice but to do my best to cool down my heated body.
I did my best to maintain my senses against the urge that kept coming.
Every time my breasts shake to the beat of my steps, the unfamiliar feel of the nipple piercings tightens and stimulates my nipples, and the metal chain connected between them emphasizes their thin weight and stimulates my breasts once again. I have done it.
What is the smell of love that constantly emanates from your clothes?
The smell of dried male sweat, dried traces of semen, and the smell of my own urine and love juice mixed together, the terrible smell of sex kept coming out of my clothes and seeping deep into my sense of smell, forcing me into estrus.
And, first_sex…
Is it because of a sudden act that I have never experienced? Or is it like this in nature?
A feeling of discomfort as if the lower abdomen is full of something…
Every time I walk, my stomach feels heavy…
Vaginal cum shot ♥ The feeling of a foreign body still remaining inside what I had received made me feel awkward and strange.
Every time that happens, it reminds me of the moment of intense action that took place today, so my steps become slower and my crotch becomes more humid.
… A feeling similar to the illusion that the stomach and vagina were still filled with the stakes of that hideous monster.
All of those things made me anxious and confused.
The urge to masturbate.
Okay… Impulse.
This burning sadness is an urge to relieve this heat that makes my body heat up by any means possible, even if it means doing something.
That impulse was constantly eroding reason.
On the way home, the night shadows cast in every alley, the invisible darkness tempted me.
Just lay there for a moment.
Lightly lift your skirt, even if just for a moment… Even for a moment… Comfort yourself, if you can… ♥
That kind of impulse.
However, I was confident that if I committed it once, I would definitely not come to my senses.
I don’t have the self-control to hold back or the confidence to stop my fingers.
There was definitely reason to believe that everything would be revealed in that dark alley.
That’s why I’m doing my best… It was about suppressing the impulse.
Every time I see an alley, I leave behind my slow pace
In the end, I ended up limping home with awkward steps.
If… If… If you gave in to temptation at that moment, at that moment, and followed the impulse♥
What happened? Nothing could have happened, but maybe… ♡
Safe and sound… ♡ Could I come back home?
Maybe, maybe… Perhaps… ♥
It’s a possibility that has now disappeared, but thinking about it gives me a dizzying feeling.
Really… Really… It was a long, long, tiring day.
And it was a happy♡ day.
Huh…
Still, happy… ♡ I did it.
Yeah, honestly I feel… It was good♥
Ugh… ♥
