Chapter 43 – 15. SNS Addiction (1)
43.
One day when the sunlight through the window warmly wraps the house.
“Hmm, hmm~.”
Seo-yeon went to school for her class, so Jung-ah and I were the only ones at home.
While lying side by side on the bed and fiddling with each other’s phones, I hear Junga’s humming song next to me.
“Huh?”
Asking what makes her feel so good, she turns her head slightly and looks at the screen of the phone in Junga’s hand.
A blue social media application is floating on the screen.
Come to think of it, how has Junga been doing on social media since then?
“Give me.”
“Hmm, hmm… Huh?”
As I stretch out my hand toward Jung-a, who was staring at her screen with a smile on her own, she looks at me with a puzzled expression.
“Phone. Give it to me.”
“Why why······?”
Seeing her playful expression on my face, Jung-ah must have felt uneasy, so she pulled her phone from her hand to her chest and hid it.
“You say you’re my master. Then yours is mine too. Do I have to ask for your permission? Give it to me quickly.”
“·········.”
She continued to show her palm and urged me, and Jung-a felt her uneasiness, but she put her phone on my hand.
After receiving her phone, she checked her screen to see if she even hummed like that.
However······.
“What is this?”
The account Junga was using before… So, it’s a new account, not an account with lots of pictures or videos that men were victimized by.
It’s also like she’s wearing her chastity belt. A new account with lots of pictures of me sometimes attaching clamp rotors to my nipples to live like this today.
“That, that’s… Sub-account, sub-account! No! It’s the main account now!”
Jung-a, who was hesitant at first, continued her words with a flushed face and a lot of excitement.
“It’s only been a few days since I made it? I already have over 1,000 followers! It’s so much faster than the original one?”
It’s a bit scary to see Jung-ah talking nonstop while watching the screen while being hugged by me.
Is this the social media addiction you’ve been hearing about?
I never thought she’d even create a new account for her and upload a picture of herself like this.
“But why did you create a new account. Can’t you just use it as it is?”
“That, that’s…”
It’s a question I asked purely out of curiosity, but Jung-ah looks embarrassed.
“It’s not a bit embarrassing…! It’s for a different purpose. It’s for a different purpose! It’s an account for people who want to see men get beaten up! Huh!”
She abruptly stops what she was about to say at first, and makes up her own excuses.
But she’s already heard.
Shame?
“Ah. So. Jeong-ah, you mean. You mean it’s embarrassing when people know that I’m the owner.”
“Ah, no, that’s not it…!”
“Okay. I understand. Where is the key to the chastity belt?”
“Hey, why is the key…?”
“I’ll let you go, so go find another good owner. You won’t be embarrassed. The proud owner of Jung Ah-man.”
“·········To?”
Jung-a is taken aback by my unexpected behavior.
I know.
It’s not that you’re ashamed of me, but that you’re ashamed of being exposed to the present compared to your past.
But… It’s fun.
“Ha. I don’t even know that. I’m sorry for all this time. Junga, you don’t even know my heart. Come on. I’ll free you. From now on, don’t be an embarrassing owner like me. To meet such an owner who I am proud of and who I can proudly show to others…”
“Oh no no! No! No! It’s not like that…!”
As she continues to tease her, her Jung-a stops talking and picks up her own phone and touches her screen at breakneck speed.
“Hey, here!”
Let’s watch her while she’s silent. Before long, she pushes her screen at me.
On the screen, the blue SNS that I saw a while ago was floating.
“What is this?”
These are pictures you’ve already seen.
A photo of her wearing her own chastity belt and a pincer rotor on her chest.
“That, that account! Look!”
She scrolled up at her words and checked her account.
“·········.”
For a moment I thought I was mistaken.
She just thought of teasing her once, but Jung-ah immediately moved on to her actions.
The photos she uploaded on her newly created account she also uploaded on her original account.
The account that uploaded men’s photos and videos in the middle of the day.
“Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay! I’m not ashamed of Hajun…!”
“·········Puha.”
Now I can’t play with Junga.
Her mischievous words she spat out caused her to worry that she might be abandoned.
“Okay okay. It was a joke. But aren’t you calling?”
-Giying. Jiying. Jiying.
The phone in Jeonga’s hand, who is looking at me with a nervous expression, vibrates a little while ago.
It does not end once or twice, but the vibration continues and does not cease.
“It’s not a phone call…”
Junga shows me her phone’s screen to her ringing vibration.
“·········.”
Looking at her screen, the comments on the social media post Junga posted a while ago are already running wild.
-?
-What is it?
– An event after a long time??
-I thought you lost interest because you didn’t come for almost a month.. But what is this?
-Does your taste change? What is it?
…
…
Comments are being added to existing accounts that already have tens of thousands of followers.
If you look at the comments, they all look bewildered.
Well, I don’t understand either.
Without saying anything, I just uploaded a picture that is the exact opposite of the pictures and videos so far.
“But can I just post a picture like this without an explanation? What are all the people saying?”
At my question, Jung-ah takes her phone back, perhaps ashamed of the comments.
“Gwa, it’s okay! I-I’m not going to do it anymore!”
“········· Hmm.”
Can this SNS addict not do it?
She couldn’t stand her masturbation and even kicked her chastity belt?
“Don’t do that… Tell me your ID and password.”
“Uh, huh? Ah, what’s your ID…?”
A promise that can’t be kept anyway.
I’m going to say something I don’t mean to say.
“I will take care of it in the future.”
It’s better to enjoy it assari.
“Uh, uh…?”
Jung-a asked me with a puzzled face at my words.
“I will take care of it in the future. How Junga is changing. People are curious too. These are people who have been fans of you all along. Are you going to throw it all away? You? Can you really?”
At my words, Jung-a blankly lowers her head and looks at her smartphone screen.
-Giying. Jiying. Jiying.
The vibration doesn’t stop to see if comments are still coming up.
Leaving Jung-a alone, she picks up my phone and downloads the SNS application.
And······.
“Ruler. Log in.”
She held out the phone with the log-in screen open to Jung-ah.
“·········Haha······.”
Jung-ah, who was still looking down at my hand, wondering what she was imagining, gradually gets louder and rougher.
She gradually reached out her hand and took the phone that was in my hand, then she pressed the screen with her trembling hand.
“Hey, here…”
Soon after, the phone she handed over showed a screen of social media with login completed.
Food.
Then you are
-Giying. Jiying.
It’s a little less now, but even my smartphone vibrates from time to time.
“But it’s Jung.”
“Yes?”
I look at her Junga, who is rubbing her thighs with her flushed face and sending her signal to me.
“Looking at the comments. A lot of people are curious Shall we take a picture first?”
“·········Yes?”
Go down under the bed and get the toys you put in the corner.
Then, taking out one by one, he already wears only one of her chastity belts and offers them to Jung-ah, who was naked.
“Come on, put this on. And this too.”
The more I put each one in her hand, the more I swallow.
“Haha·········.”
Even so, she hurriedly puts her leash around her own neck and, as in the picture of her that I’ve already posted, puts her rotor on her own chest, and she looks at me.
I climbed back into bed and lay down.
“Suck.”
“·········Gulp.”
When she said, pointing down at her with her chin, Jung-ah moved between her legs and she grabbed the cock with her hand.
“Who wants a hand? I can’t.”
She lifts her torso back up and lifts her handcuffs, which were placed at her side, to lock her arms behind her.
While quietly accepting my touch, she knelt down between her legs and looked down at me with her hands gathered behind her back.
“Ruler. Suck again.”
“Haha······.”
Slowly. Her face comes close to the cock.
Her face as she slowly descended fell to the side of her cock as her arms were tied behind her to support her own body.
“It’s Jung.”
“Haha······!”
Her eyes widened the moment she smelled her dick.
I put the phone in her face as she looks up at my call.
“Smile.”
-Click!
On her screen was the happy face of her junga looking up at me as she sniffed her cock with her cock pressed to her own cheek.
