Chapter 214 – If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_Public Shame at the Hospital (2)
If_Happy Story 01: Week 1_Public shame in the hospital (2)
What will happen to me in the future, the mindset of a slave, the manners a slave should show to his master, such absurd, irrational, and non-common sense stories were talked about as if they were very natural.
Instructions were given.
It was denied in advance that I would refuse, and even if I refused… It was declared that any method would be used to make people comply.
It became known that his company had that much power.
It was coldly asserted that since we already had this contract, I had no choice.
A contract fluttering, and the fact of tenancy confirmed.
That weighs heavily.
Even though I’m being pressed down… On the other hand, you end up getting tired of your own honest feelings that you let go of expectations.
A creepy feeling, as if an invisible black necklace was thickly stuffed around your neck.
It… My own nature that I enjoy in a strange way.
That sense of restraint and restraint, that feeling… There is also an unknown, dark and dull feeling of joy… I can feel it.
To be tied up, to be bound, to become someone’s property.
Truthfully, without lies, not as a joke or a joke… In reality, one is bound by a formal, official, and social chain that is legally binding, becomes a public figure, and becomes stigmatized, making it impossible to escape.
Once this happens, this is no longer a joke.
Obvious reality.
A cold reality that cannot be avoided or escaped.
… They say that’s true, but on the contrary, they feel even more restrained… There was an image of myself that was soggy and damp, feeling a desire.
A sense of subordination, fear and fear of servitude… A dizzying joy was strangely stimulating the corners of my mind.
Okay…
Even though I was exposed to those cold eyes and contemptuous gaze, I felt a strange… I was out of breath from the intense heat.
Even though I feel anxious, afraid, and embarrassed by sudden changes… On the edge like a razor blade heading towards you… I can’t believe I felt masochistic pleasure!
What a sad creature.
After a lot of absurd explanations of how I would be treated in the future, I was forced to follow and was obliged to be dominated.
The possibility of rejection was completely blocked, and eventually… There was a series of absurd and unreasonable orders.
Although it is sad… My body twists as I feel a dizzying sensation.
A little moisture stayed.
On the white cloth, there was a small stain.
First,
Sentenced.
It was declared that by becoming a slave, the most basic and precious things that humans had, such as authority, rights, dignity, and free will, were taken away from this moment.
It has not yet happened, but it has been stated that it will be treated as such.
Loss of ability to act, loss of ability to have rights, denial of dignity.
The sentence was handed down one by one, reciting the deprivation of rights that I had never even thought of as things I had taken for granted in my childhood and only read about in textbooks.
And, they say that slaves cannot have their privacy and freedom protected… My mask was stolen and taken off right before my eyes… It was thrown into the trash can.
Huh?
… In an instant, my man is revealed… Face.
It’s not that I didn’t think that situations like this wouldn’t be possible, but I felt deeply embarrassed by this unexpected situation.
The face is visible.
In this way, in this situation… An anonymous mask that can be said to be the last bastion.
It was shown now, in this place.
They set aside me, who was so frozen, and confiscated my wallet as if it were their own.
In the wide open wallet, my ID card with my face engraved on it was exposed.
It has been made public.
The face and name are revealed perfectly… And my resident registration number and the address of my residence written there.
All of those things were dismantled one by one and exposed.
Even in the face of violent coercion, an act that was no different from a violent crime, he simply rummaged through his wallet confidently and calmly, as if he had done nothing wrong.
Lee Ha-eun, instead of being called Ha-eun, which was the anonymous name used in SEPal, was called by her real name.
… It has been completely revealed.
Maybe okay…
As I was in such panic, I felt the cool texture of leather on the back of my neck.
Red, bright red leather that is very visible… Necklace.
Previously, when I was filming AV, I wore a new red bell that reminded me of a pet… It was a leather necklace.
That red line, the leash continues long… The man kneeling above me… No, it was wrapped around the temporary master’s right hand.
I feel a chill at the feeling of leather pressing against my neck.
Isn’t it strange?
It’s just the texture of the leather… More than anything, I clearly feel the feeling of being dominated.
Somehow, I get the feeling that I cannot resist the pull of the right hand that is wrapped around this leash.
My face was exposed, my name was revealed, and even my home address… I was seen by the man in front of me.
The mask was taken off, and in a public place called a hospital… While kneeling.
There, oh… A dog with an ugly red bell… A necklace.
… ♡
I was clearly aware that my white cloth clothes were stained with moist liquid.
In that state
Command
It was done.
It is said to be relatively quiet in the morning, but among the remote corridors of the women’s medicine hospital, where nurses, doctors, and patients are walking around, it looks like this… I was ordered to introduce myself.
It has been ordered.
In this way, in this way… Introduce yourself out loud…
Command
It has become.
I feel dizzy.
Is the pounding in your chest a sign of tension caused by an extremely urgent situation? Did it fear?
Rather… If you were wearing a mask… If I could write it… Still, it was a little okay…
My hair turns pure white.
However, I could not refuse the order.
That… I was concerned about the punishment, but more than anything, this red noose around my neck… Somehow I couldn’t escape it. It was taking away my right to refuse.
Once again, myself… What kind of situation are you really in?
What is slavery and what kind of ending awaits me? That feeling… It was just pure white, pure white─ dyeing the brain.
The occasional glimpse of curiosity and puzzlement hurts.
I was definitely aware that my current self was being shown, and I couldn’t have known it…
In this situation, in this place…
Please introduce yourself.
It could be said to be a truly mischievous command.
…
I didn’t know what to say or how to introduce myself, so I was hesitant, so they kindly told me how and what to introduce.
No, can you say you are kind?
In fact, I wish I had just not listened to his explanation.
Of course, there was no way he wanted to introduce himself in a normal way.
If so, your name, age, area where you live, hobbies, occupation… I could have ended with just a simple self-introduction, reciting basic information like that…
The detailed self-introduction I had to give was full of shame and humiliation.
From basic information such as name, address, age, breast size… Even the color of the panties and bra you are wearing.
And, myself at SEPal… What are you doing?
What kind of AV title did you appear in recently? Had sex with several men, lost her virginity… Pregnancy… Even the fact that I did it.
And why he is kneeling here right now, one by one… Explain out loud and introduce yourself…
Command…
It was done.
Command
… It has become.
Ah…
With my face turning bright red, I shouted loudly, as ordered by my master… One by one, say them out loud… It was about shouting out.
One by one, the gaze changes from curiosity to contempt and dark desire.
The reality I am aware of, the stimulation of those gazes piercing my skin, is dizzying… Is it just my feelings that are sticky and entangled?
Even the face, the name and the face… With everything revealed… To say such shocking words… It was such a humiliating and shameful thing.
So many thoughts were mixing, appearing and disappearing like echoes in my head, and it became as if I could not think of anything.
However, as if that wasn’t enough to satisfy him, he was lifted by a leash and raised to his feet…
It was a tour around the inside of the hospital.
The pressure of the leash being pulled roughly… It’s more intense and oppressive than I thought… The feeling of the back of my neck tightening made me have no choice but to follow his back as I was told and guided.
That image reminds me of a slave and a master… A strange sense of subjugation echoed in my mind.
… Just walking around the streets of the hospital, doing as ordered… I had no choice but to introduce myself full of shame and humiliation.
… I was so embarrassed.
The cold gaze, the way people look at me hurts.
Picture… It was taken.
Looking like this, without even covering my face… Everything was photographed.
Click─ Click─
At the sound of that plosive sound that sounded like a scream, I reflexively… He desperately tried to hide his face, but was refused even to hide his face, saying that slaves had no right to privacy and freedom.
Not only is covering one’s face with the palm of one’s hand, but even lowering one’s head is denied… I was forced to keep my face upright.
Nature… The sight of the face turning bright red… A picture of myself being filmed.
Ah… I knew very well that something big had happened.
With his face turning so bright red, being forced to follow such absurd orders… Jalang♪ With the refreshing sound of bells ringing… My desperate, screaming self-introduction… It was a continuation.
Ah…
Ah… Ah… ♥
It is said that I am now truly committing something that cannot be undone.
In front of everyone, it’s called a mask… Even the last safety device has been removed… They say they are showing this side of themselves.
Why is my heart so excited… Am I feeling dizzy?
Even in this situation, I see myself getting excited.
Even the small stains on your panties that seep through.
Everyone was honestly proving the state of their bodies.
Really… It was an appearance that could only be described as pervert.
On his neck, there was a pregnancy test with two red lines clearly engraved on it… Above all, he was showing off his obscene appearance.
I didn’t even know what I was thinking right now.
I felt like I was going out of my mind.
My head feels weird, I feel dizzy… Are you excited or scared? A body that even one cannot recognize.
It was just dizzying.
My vision was spinning, and I felt dizzy as if I was suffering from a severe headache.
There’s no way your head won’t hurt.
Like this… It’s being seen like this.
I could clearly see that my skin was turning red.
They say this alone is enough, but they were ordered to show off their bodies even more.
It has been ordered.
… Writing your name with your buttocks, imitating the sound of a cat in heat, lifting your skirt to show off – At that time… The clear stains were visible, and I was more embarrassed than anything else… It’s hard to lift my face… Such shameful and shameful orders.
After leaving the door of the hospital, onto the street, and eventually to the roadside where there are a lot of people…
Countless gazes, gazes becoming deeper and more intense…
It was being seen, it was being seen.
With that awareness, people’s glances in this direction, and the dirty self-introductions you keep shouting…
The feelings of shame and embarrassment soon came full circle, spinning even further… It goes beyond the feeling of shame and transforms into a passionate feeling of secret and erotic pleasure.
It had deteriorated, becoming dark and dizzy, irritating the corner.
A glance, a glare, a look of contempt… The sticky gaze of desire…
Gather, gather, gather… The unbearable feelings continued. Before long, his gaze caught heat, and his skin, feeling it, became red… Even if it is not, it ignites a lewd body.
I lit it.
Yes, I went into heat.
I get excited just by being seen… I am in heat and can clearly feel the sensation of climax.
The fact that even that appearance is visible to everyone… Even though he is aware of it, he is aware of how many people are looking at him and how much attention he is attracting, and he is clearly aware of it…
That dizzying feeling was not something I could bear.
No, I didn’t want to endure it.♡
On the topic of not covering your face with a mask or sunglasses… Even though it is clearly visible on the cell phone camera… There was no way my reason could bear it as it started to melt in heat.
In the end, I couldn’t stop my white silk panties from being soaked in the translucent lewd juice.
You can’t cover up the vulgar shouts and obscene moans, and you can’t hide your face either, and on the streets… I was exposed to the noisy crowd and was struggling obscenely.
Looking like this, in the middle of the street, being led by a leash, becoming a slave… I became a prisoner of that base and dark pleasure, struggling to orgasm… Furthermore, I couldn’t stop.♥
White… It was dyed white.
Reason melts away.
The trigger of estrus, the emotion of lust kindled, and without even knowing what I was thinking, my bare face was exposed and flaunted on the street, with a voice steeped in obscenity, loudly… Introducing yourself… It was about doing it.
Just follow the instructions and be pulled by the leash and walk for a few minutes.
For a moment, I will behave in an indecent manner that I cannot bear to show to the opposite sex, and I will suffer from heavy breathing for a while.
The bra became hot from the strange heat and became stained with sweat.
Even steam retains moisture, like frost.
The clothes that covered my skin were gradually becoming damp due to the droplets of sweat flowing steadily.
They say it’s still a cool spring, close to winter, but it seems like the weather is nice, and my body is just getting warmed up.
The sight of the wet cloth seemed to have attracted more attention, as the further I walked along the road, the more the surrounding attention became focused on me.
Ah… Ah♡
The water droplets forming were definitely not just sweat…
Just like that, I was just being pulled in the direction led by the red leash, and after a while, I was able to see a small building without a sign.
As soon as I noticed it, I arrived at a hallway full of rooms and was thrown into it.
Their clothes were torn on the spot based on the ridiculous reason that slaves were not allowed to wear anything other than what their masters allowed.
It wasn’t peeled off, it was literally torn with scissors.
Clothes cut into tatters like rags…
The experience of having your clothes cut off while you were wearing them was quite humiliating… It was a strange experience.
In the meantime, the sight of soaked and stained panties and the protruding nipples were pointed out for a moment, but not only the clothes but also the underwear were thoroughly cut and damaged so that they could not be worn again, and were thrown in the trash.
Literally naked.
A red necklace, a pregnancy test with two lines clearly engraved on it, and only the nipple piercings remain… As it was, he was locked in this small room.
Clap──
With the heavy metal sound of the lock turning, the room became a secret room from which there was no way out.
It happened so quickly that I was dumbfounded as to what had happened.
Since the shoes were taken away, the bare feet, ─ probably those were thrown away as well ─
The feel of the straw touching the bare floor was not very pleasant.
Even though it’s spring, the weather is still close to winter, and the soles of my feet are cold from the coldness of the concrete floor that has the chill of winter.
… The faintly flickering small incandescent light, the feel of straw spread loosely on the floor, and the damp and humid air of the room stimulate damp emotions.
Locked in a small room, with even clothes torn…
What I have is a bright red slave necklace. The red leash around my neck keeps reminding me of my own downfall… It made me feel strange when I saw it.
This stuffiness and darkness… I think of the cold, narrow room as a device that tells me my situation.
The situation of a slave, the position of a slave, oneself who has become a slave…
When I crouch down and the still chilly air caresses my bare skin, it reminds me of a strange, strange feeling along with the tingling sensation of cold.
It may be submission, a sense of subjugation, fear, or even a feeling of base pleasure…
Yet… The emotional residue that was not properly combusted is stimulated by the necklace and blooms into the body, and even in this situation, no, because it is this situation… It stimulates one’s desires.
Amid the complex emotions that even I could not define, the most primal emotion suddenly reared its head.
About 10 minutes after entering the room.
In a narrow room measuring 1.6 pyeong, where the sound of the vent could be heard, a female’s lewd vocalizations were rising.
Sticky moisture seeped into the dry straw♥
