Chapter 228 – If_Happy Story 01: Drive─Through
If_Happy Story 01: Drive
─Through
With strong forearms that looked thicker than my thighs, my hand was grabbed by the master’s palm as if grasping, and I was led down the elevator.
Clothes that are nothing short of perverted.
The extremely thin fabric was draped in a precarious position, and whenever it shook even a little, the beat grazed the skin and induced a strange feeling.
Especially skirts.
That skirt boasts the strangeness of showing through the black material that is supposed to hide the inside.
In fact, if the fabric was this thin, it didn’t seem that important whether it was see-through or not, but more than that… This is light, translucent fabric gave off a strange texture every time it brushed against the skin, and at the same time, perhaps by design, the part where the unique short edge of the fabric was located was exquisite… Your clitoris, that is… It was just barely grazing the clitoris, and the fabric was shaking as she walked precariously, stimulating that area over and over again.
Should I say that it feels like being gently tickled by a soft cotton feather?
In other places, the stimulation would have been limited to a slight tickling sensation, but the location where the stimulation was delivered was bad.
Clitoris, clitoris.
One of the most sensitive places in the body, which is especially sensitive and made to be sensitive.
Just by stimulating it a few times, I could easily lose strength in my lower back, and I could lose control of my bladder after just a little bit of teasing.
It is a place that cannot be easily touched, even when masturbating, because the stimulation is so strong on a daily basis.
In that place, every time you walk, the hem of your clothes shaking from the vibrations teases you, and the force on your legs becomes stronger due to that breathtaking stimulation.
It doesn’t fade, but my thighs gradually lose strength, and it feels like I’m going to sit down like this.
While I was in the elevator, I was able to stay still and catch my breath for a moment, but now that the doors are opening again, and I have to go outside… Can I bear it?
I don’t know what kind of building it was, but fortunately there were no people outside with the door open.
The narrow room where I felt like I was suffocating with my own obscene body odor, and the suffocating hallway. As soon as I got out of that, the cool air I felt cleared my head for a moment, and then my master led me again and walked.
The door opens, and outside.
It looks like this, really… It shows.
That dizzying feeling gives me goosebumps.
Outside the building, contrary to what I thought, I didn’t meet anyone right away.
After leaving the outside of the building, which could be called the front door, what I saw was an underground parking lot with humid air.
The first thing I felt when I came into view of the underground parking lot’s unique columns, gray tiles, and bleak space filled with cars was relief.
Act of exposure── Even when I thought about it again, I was starting to feel a thrill and excitement from an act that I would not hesitate to do, but the feeling was the thrill of the dangerous sensation of being invisible and the relief that I could feel because I had not been caught yet. It was a feeling of sense and leisure.
At least on your own… I have never tried to show such an embarrassing side to the public… I couldn’t say it wasn’t there, but I was still wearing something like a mask or mask as a minimum safety measure.
Insurance that even if I were to be seen, it wouldn’t be discovered that I was Ha-eun, and a sense of relief based on the experience that my true identity hadn’t been discovered, at least not yet.
I was feeling a thrill and excitement from the feeling of destruction that felt like a tightrope walk.
However, here he is, with his bare face exposed, dressed in pervert-like clothes that look lewd even at first glance, and with a temporary slave issuance certificate with his name engraved on it hanging around his neck.
There was no reason to feel at ease, and if he happened to run into someone who knew him… ♡
You don’t know what will happen.
However, I also knew that this sentiment was actually strange.
Even if you get caught or not… Already, ♥ he has been reduced to the lowest level of the social hierarchy, a slave… ♥
It reminds me of the dozens of legal interpretations that she has recited in her own words, and the facts of the restrictions and deprivation of basic rights that she took for granted.
The fact that the common sense that was taken for granted, the protection and safety that was taken for granted, and all the things that were enjoyed for granted can no longer be taken for granted… The fact that this man in front of me has become the owner’s property… Once again, it becomes entangled with the skin and flows down stickily.
However, she just isn’t fully aware of it yet.
She just couldn’t feel it yet.
Steadily, she was certain of the calm fact that she had been reduced to slavery… It was engraved under this necklace.
From that unpleasant feeling, a sticky stain soaked the stockings.
However, although I still have a rough idea of what slaves are and how they are treated, I have no way of experiencing them through experience, and at least my sensibilities are no different from those of ordinary times…
As expected, I couldn’t hide my shame and shame.
At least, I thought to myself that I didn’t want to run into someone I knew and took a hesitant step.
♥Oh
Meanwhile, the feeling of the light fabric gently brushing against my clitoris continued to chase my mind and body with feelings of pleasure.
Still, I felt some relief in the fact that the place the owner had led me to was an underground parking lot.
Not the first floor, but an underground parking lot.
It wasn’t clear where he was headed, but the fact that he was brought to the parking lot suggests that he was going to get in a car.
Well, at least if you’re in the car… Don’t you have to worry about your true self being discovered? That’s what I was thinking.
Anyway, if you’re in the car, it won’t be seen so blatantly.
With that thought, I felt strong relief and a little bit of regret, and was led by the hand to my master.
…
Ah, I didn’t think of this.
As a result, the idea of heading to your destination by car is not wrong.
It could be said that the miserable situation of walking down the street like this could have been avoided.
However, what I could not have predicted was the fact that my master was a magnate and richer than anyone could have imagined, and what effect the owner’s strong desire to show off, which can be seen in his appearance, attitude, and tone of voice, would have had. .
… A new red open-top Speedstar concept convertible sports car that is not only flashy but also intense.
The name is unnecessarily long, but to put it simply, it is a sports car with no lid and a very eye-catching, flashy color.
Even if you are not that interested in cars, you can tell that this car is extremely expensive.
Can you say it’s a supercar? It’s not easy to find a car that can wear red so blatantly, but the gorgeously designed body that naturally does that difficult task and the flashy emblem on the bonnet also give you an idea of the car’s value.〈 Br〉
The shape of the emblem was something I had never seen before, but I guess it was only natural since I wasn’t really that interested in foreign cars and I hadn’t been in this world for a long time. However, looking at its elegant curves and sophisticated shape, one could think that it was a vehicle from a fairly famous brand.
I have a lot of money! You could say that this is a car that looks like it’s being advertised in the neighborhood.
If you see a car like this driving on the road, honestly, you can’t help but look at it at least once. In particular, that bright red paint scheme was something you couldn’t help but notice even if you didn’t try to look.
In particular, I thought that whether it was a foreign car or a domestic car, it was a good car as long as it got me to my destination safely, but I still wanted to drive a car like that at least once.
A man’s unique dream of a supercar.
A form of property that symbolizes abundance and can most simply express wealth, status, and superiority.
Really, if for no other reason, this is a car I would really like to drive… You could say that.
Unless this is the case.
Even if she wasn’t dressed like this, I could have admired how cool she was.
However, objectively and subjectively… When you think about your situation… This luxurious and sophisticated sports car was never a good thing.
… Open cars and fancy sports cars.
If at least one of the two had been the case, would you have felt at least a little relieved?
However, dressed like this and riding on a car like that… The thought of driving around on the road already gave me goosebumps.
A car that everyone would look at least once, it attracts attention just by being there.
So did I.
When I first came down to the underground parking lot, the red sports car with that intense color caught my eye so easily even in the parking lot where various cars were parked.
It just seemed. I couldn’t help but notice it.
A sports car with flashy colors that catches the eye.
Who drives a car like that? As soon as I saw it, a little question arose, and I was able to resolve that question right away.
… I don’t think it was a curiosity I really wanted to solve.
If only I had known that 30 seconds later, I would be getting into that car.
Additionally, due to the nature of the Speedstar vehicle, which does not have a roof, the interior is very visible from the outside.
No, it would be correct to say that it is just openly public without anything to be seen or said.
There is no need to discuss whether the vehicle has tinted. It’s just because the window itself doesn’t exist.
Is there any need to force yourself to see it? It just shows through.
Perhaps it is for a flashy appearance, but the body of the car is low, and the doors are also low… Even at first glance, the rider’s shoulder line was completely exposed.
If you look a little closely, you can even see underneath the person riding it…
In a car like that, dressed like this…
When I think about it, a feeling of distantness comes over me.
I felt dizzy.
On the road, the eyes of the crowd… The eyes of the people you see, and your own… Clothing.
… /♥
My hesitation was not taken into consideration at all, and I was led by the hand to open the car door and sit on the passenger seat.
It is handled simply.
Just as ordered, the door opens… I hesitated and hesitated, but in the end, I calmly sat down in the open seat as instructed.
My head boils as I think about what will happen next.
Aside from those personal feelings, the sports car’s seats were very luxurious.
The soft and stable seat was so different from an ordinary chair that you could tell that every single stitch was put into it.
Just relax like this and let it sink in… Comfortable enough to make you want to sit straight.
The soft and cozy sheets gave a strong temptation and a sense of security to my body, which was already exhausted from the past schedule.
… If only it wasn’t dressed like this.
As I sit in the passenger seat and look at it, I become even more aware of how clearly I can see my own reflection.
I could clearly see the difference between looking at the vehicle from afar and riding in the car myself.
Since there were no windows, I could see the outside very clearly.
In other words, the opposite is also true.
It meant that the design was too vulnerable to external gaze.
To my heart that is barely visible… If you look closely to the side, you may be able to see the nipples sticking out through the thin fabric.
Of course, the face will be exposed, and the graffiti on the skin… They might even show the temporary slave certificate hanging around their neck.
Entire… It was crazy to think that everything would be seen, caught, and photographed.
Shame, embarrassment, and hot emotions boil up and turn into a blush.
I was struggling, not knowing what to do, and the owner was looking at me with amusement.
He grabbed my breasts under my clothes and made fun of me… It was to turn the car key and start the engine.
A loud exhaust sound that rings in your ears.
The loud engine noise, which would normally be heard in such a luxuriously manufactured vehicle, noisily vibrates the entire parking lot.
There is no doubt that the muffler was removed on purpose.
If you’re behaving like a master, be like a master, cheap sentimentality.
It was a sentiment that could only be felt as a nuisance to raise eyebrows, but it could be said to be an extremely effective treatment for someone who wanted to avoid the attention of others.
With the sports car already attracting so much attention and the loud noise that was difficult to ignore, people’s eyes couldn’t help but be directed in this direction.
And above all, from earlier… The loud engine noise hitting my earlobes didn’t just attract people’s attention, it was also effective for me.
A sense of forcibly reformed public hearing.
The phenomenon of sharing hearing and touch was met with the noise of a hitting engine that had no intention of reducing it, and it distorted the whole body in a chaotic manner.
The sensation of my whole body being noisily hit with a hammer continued again and again.
Pain that makes you feel like your soul is going out.
It can be said that the stimulation is too harmful to one who has gone beyond simple pain and is already breaking down the boundary between pain and pleasure.
This overlaps with the physical condition that is almost like a semi-compulsory state of estrus for several weeks… The violence of noise violently attacked the core.
Pass through a deserted alley, through a residential area where people are gradually increasing, and then onto the road.
The maddening noise of the engine stuck in my mind mercilessly, making my head dizzy.
In the midst of such confusion,
Eventually, the things I was concerned about began to take place.
Sensitive physical senses, senses that were forcibly remodeled and developed, were able to vaguely capture even sensations that were not originally intended to be felt.
In short, I sensed other people’s gaze, and that sensation tickled my skin stickily.
The gaze conveys a tingling sensation as if it has weight.
It was a sensation I could often feel before when I was looked at explicitly, but was it because I was even more sensitive today? You will be able to understand the sense of such blatant gaze more delicately.
As much as I can understand why that sticky and squishy sensation occurs… That feeling stimulates a dizzying sense of shame.
Above all, an open car.
As it is an open vehicle with no windows or roof, it is inevitably sensitive to external stimuli, even the rustling noises of nearby passers-by… Occasionally, it was something that passed by my ear.
How can such a sound be so loud, buried in the engine noise?
I felt distant from the lustful gaze and the emotions contained in the sound mixed with my almost naked body.
I hope you can reach your destination as quickly as possible…
Occasionally, the sound of a camera shutter passing by my ear, chattering words, blatant gazes and looks of desire…
And, he openly massaged her breasts as if showing off his trophy… Even the master’s hand movements♥
I’m cumming, I’m leaking water, I’m even filming myself urinating on the cell phone lens, I’m wearing a mask… The bare face that I couldn’t use was exposed as is…
Ah… I really thought it was the end.
As it is, even if I don’t become my master’s slave, won’t I definitely be unable to live a normal life?
There was no doubt that pictures of my face and this plaque would be circulating all over the internet.
End. Chapter.
Those words made my head spin in a big way.
It boils and heats up.
The feeling that my head is going crazy burns my whole body.
It’s strange, the hotter my head gets, the more intense pleasure my drunken body conveys, rather than shame… It came down sticky and wet.
A flowing moan.
There was no way there would be any soundproofing effect in an open car, and the sounds inside the car were as if they were open to the outside.
The sound of one’s own arousal being heard by nature and even by those who were watching this direction.
A female’s single moan.
Moreover, the explicit gaze melts stickily, as if it would pierce the skin.
Reasons that are equal.
The master’s palm moves more blatantly in accordance with his body.
Tickling my abdomen, scratching my armpits… Slowly lift your skirt.
They say it’s as good as nothing, but a skirt is a skirt… There was bound to be a big difference between revealing the truth and not revealing it, and at that moment, I realized that all eyes around me were focused on one place.
Gaze… Should I say rape♥?
It has no physical effect, just the touch of the eye…
Obviously, it has reached its peak.
Reason melts away, and breathing trembles harshly.
Of course, it was inevitable that his own moans and coquettishness would leak out…
The animal-like sound of a lewd female.
Such a sweet and sticky soprano’s scream echoed on the road.
Red light.
There was probably no other moment as terrifying and thrilling as the moment the car stopped.
When you take your hands off the steering wheel, the master’s hands become more explicit and uninhibited, and the more you stop, the more you can’t help but look at your own body… It stimulated me even more and drove me crazy.
It felt like something was happening to my head.
Shame, excitement… Pleasure, a sense of climax, and a dizzying sense of empty hearing from various noises were all mixed together in a chaotic manner, so much so that I couldn’t even understand what was what, and fell down like a piece of taffy.
The windshield of the car was stained and rubbed with bodily fluids that spewed out from oneself.
Small stain.
Knowing the identity of the water droplets encourages shame.
Overpasses and congested sections.
I had no idea where I was heading or when I would arrive, and while I was already confused, the feeling of the fingers stimulating my body drove me even further.
The body in heat was vibrating loudly and hotly, as if on fire, and the vulgar vocals that made you doubt whether it was your own were loudly echoing outside.
If you think that this sound can be heard by others…
I’m so embarrassed that I want to die♥.
After passing the intersection, stopping at a traffic light, a person crossing the crosswalk looked at us with strange eyes.
I was harassed flirtatiously by a passerby, and while I was doing that, my top was lifted… The prominent nipples were visible.
Shaking piercing.
Even more than that, the vibration of my chest made me struggle with orgasm again.
Like a broken speaker, letting out a wet groan, in a neighborhood room… After a lot of rumors about what kind of female she is, she arrives at an unknown location… ♥ I was able to.
Ah,
What kind of expression should I make now and go outside?
Just thinking about it makes me dizzy, dizzy… I couldn’t figure out how to do it, so I just shook my head dizzy.
…
When we arrived at our destination, it could only be described as miserable. The luxurious and neat leather seats were horribly stained with our own stains♥.
There is no roof, so it must be an open car… I could see that my own body odor had been engraved so deeply that it could not be left out.
My head was so dizzy that I couldn’t even tell what I was thinking.
I don’t know.
I just felt good.♥
Confusion, shame, and worry about the future, one’s social status sure to be buried,
It’s all mixed up… It flows down onto the high-quality leather seats.
Then, my body began to vibrate, filled with an eerie sensation that I could not understand whether it was pleasure or liberation.
A little
─
There was a sour smell.
