Chapter 83 – Outdoor Exposure Command_♥In the Men’s Restroom♥
Outdoor Exposure Command_♥In the Men’s Restroom♥
“Whoah… ♡”
Feel the pleasant lingering aftertaste of being immersed in the warm heat and warm feeling.
I look at my palms in a narrow cubicle filled with all sorts of filthy graffiti.
I look around to try wiping my palms wet with sticky and filthy bodily fluids; In the toilet paper case, only brown paper rolls remained.
I don’t know what to do, but after wiping my pussy with the panties I was wearing, I remembered the next order I was told to leave it there and leave. Anyway…
I wiped my hand with my panties. The feeling of the cotton covering my skin, but I inadvertently forgot the fact that the panties I was wearing were dirtier than the palm of my hand and wet.
Traces of wet semen.
Rather, it seemed more fishy and dirty than before. The smell of fishy semen came out of his palms. I unconsciously lick that hand with my tongue. The salty taste of salt and the fishy taste of squid ink. For some reason, when I felt this terrible smell, I couldn’t help but want to taste it.
Ugh, I feel bad. However, it has a strange taste that makes you tingle and numb. The female instinct seemed to be stimulated by the strong male scent.
Originally white panties in hand.
It was already so dirty that it couldn’t even function as toilet paper.
Wipe her pussy with those soggy, fishy panties.
Her own Xiamen was already wet enough, but the panties that had been soaked in semen for a few days were nothing compared to that, and the more she wiped, the more her pussy became sticky.
The feeling of semen soaking wet.
I felt like I would get pregnant with just this.
You’re not really going to get pregnant with this, are you?
Then the child born would be the child of an orc?
I laughed unconsciously at the stupid imagination. If you really got pregnant with something like this, it would be funny as it is. So, who will be the father of the child?
She gently lifts her wet panties, covered with semen and the juice she spilled, onto the toilet lid.
Click
One photo.
The appearance of panties lying neatly on the toilet stimulates shame.
What will someone who finds these panties think?
Open the door and come out The bathroom door opened lightly because it wasn’t locked. Really, what would have happened if that man had opened this door at least once in a while.
Looking back, it was a very frightening moment.
And, he shook his head thinking of himself shaking his waist more intensely without stopping at all in that dangerous situation. Could it be because of the smell of this semen that continues to flow even now? Today, it seemed that my hair was going weird.
The bottom is bitter. A cold wind rubs into the empty space and disappears.
No knickers, super miniskirts, or just skirts that wrapped around her waist, her pussy was showing through. It wasn’t particularly shaking or moving, but I could see the pitiful grayish-pink labia. Even if it looked rags, it was better when there were panties.
That’s what I thought while wearing a skirt through which cold air seeped in.
The V-shaped high leg that quietly covered the bottom and bottom of the leotard seemed to cover the vulva, but it was originally a translucent piece of cloth, and the area was extremely narrow, but it didn’t seem to make a big difference. The breast position, which seemed to have a small area, was also translucent, revealing the protruding nipples. It wasn’t even comforting.
Therefore, the fluttering hem of her clothes whenever she walked made her very anxious. Even the slightest rough movement exposes even the reckless pussies, no panties and super miniskirts. Part of the leotard was already soaked, and the cloth area was too small, so it was useless. 25 cm above the knee was no joke. Until now, even if it looked like a mat, at least the panties were covering it up, but now it’s not even there.
Again – again –
Every time I took a step, my eyes kept going to the swaying skirt. I feel like this even in this place where no one is around, but what will I do when I go outside… In a situation where I couldn’t do this or that, only my eyeballs were spinning around.
The next command.
The orders he had been given so far were absurd and disgraceful, but the last order was certainly absurd to the point of being different.
Oh my gosh, the toilet… Licking a urinal, cleaning a person’s tongue, what do you think! That… That… Really, as a human being, there are things that are fatal to do as a human being, no matter how perverted they are, there are things to do and things not to do.
That… It is really an act of immersing something important, such as human dignity or human rights, in filth. It was not a normal idea.
Besides, look at that brown, yellowed urinal, it was filthy and glistening with dried yellow urine residue, as if it hadn’t been cleaned properly. There is nothing good about touching a person’s tongue. Lick it and clean it, so, then, it’s no different than a toilet, not a human.
Worst, really worst, but…
CommandIt became.
But, but…
Conflict.
The image of the yellowed urinal keeps lingering.
Looking at that figure, I keep turning my head because I feel like my head is going to go crazy.
Why? Why? As a human being, of course, there is no way I could do such a thing, so why am I avoiding my head? It’s just disgusting to look at such a filthy, dirty, and filthy appearance, but why am I…
Gulp
It’s crazy? Wake. Anyway, this is weird.
There is no way people can act like human debris, as if they were toilets.
There would be no way…
The appearance of a urinal getting closer and closer.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the crimson lump of filth as if it were stuck in my eyes.
A clear conviction that if you lick this off, something really important as a human being will be destroyed. At least, I had a clearer intuition than anything else that something precious I had until now would be distorted. No, it’s unimaginably obvious, what normal person would think of walking into a urinal, even the men’s room, and licking it? Lick enough to leave a mark and clean the mark?
Something like that, crazy.
It is not a matter of financial redemption. No matter how much I wish for self-destruction and indulge in sexual pleasure, this CommandWas severe The work of someone who doesn’t really see me as a human being.
But… But…
Command… Because I got it
I try to force myself over and over again. They keep rationalizing it as if they were forced to do it because they were ordered to do it, even though they didn’t want to.
However, the essence of it, inside the short skirt with even missing panties, on top of the small wrapped leotard, a little sticky liquid was seeping out.
The pleasure of self-destruction, the peripheral and extreme choice, I tried to deceive, but I couldn’t hide the excitement and pleasure.
Alas, if I did this, it would really be the end of me as a human being, but I’m about to commit something more fatal than anything, so why… Why is it so exciting?
Yes, everything must be because of the fishy smell of semen that brushes the tip of my nose. No ordinary person would be willing to be treated with such nonsense, just because he was ordered to do something like this. Yes, it’s because I’m a little drunk and weird now.
Anyway, that’s what I decided to think.
Filthy, dirty, disgusting urinals. Put your face in there. Because I had to use my tongue, the mask was temporarily worn around my neck. It felt like sticky semen seeped down the nape of my neck.
The irritating and nasty smell of naphthalene overflowing into the tip of the nose, and the strong smell hit the tip of the nose. The fishy smell unique to the bathroom that spread all over the place, and the closer I got to my face, the more disgusting and disgusting the smell spread through my nasal passages.
Clearly visible to the naked eye, unclean soup.
For comparison. I took a picture of the dirty place with my smartphone.
When yellow, the remnants of urinary stones give off an intense ammonia odor. The closer you get, the more you frown at the terrible smell that spreads.
From now on, I’ll lick this trashy place.
Even if it’s new, clean, no one in their right mind will probably lick a urinal.
That’s probably the case, but from now on, I’m going to lick this filthy yellow urinal in a public toilet, especially in the men’s room, and I doubt whether it’s even properly maintained.
Hesitatingly, only the tip of his tongue slightly pointed toward the milky-white porcelain.
It reached!, It touched slightly.
The smooth texture of the pottery, the faint scent of the salty sea, the smell of salt, and the extremely salty taste come up on your tongue. The fishy taste, the disgusting and intense taste and smell of ammonia that fills your head. Above all, the obvious fact that Lee Ha-eun licked the toilet leaves an indelible scar on Lee Ha-eun’s pride, personality, and human rights.
Make a fuss
What have I done.
Inadvertently committing it himself, he shudders at the action. Recalling, the feeling that the existence called me is being polluted, that unpleasant, disgusting, and disgusting feeling… Get excited
An irreversible and irreversible act, if you look at it physically, it’s not like your limbs were cut off or you got a fatal disease, just licking a urinal, but if you think about it mentally, it’s an irreversible karma equivalent to that.
At least it won’t be the same as before.
That much work.
The fishy smell of ammonia on the tip of the tongue makes you realize what you have done.
At least, I can’t think of myself as a human being with human rights and dignity equal to others. A lower, lower, inferior self than a human. It makes me think so.
Something started to twist fatally.
The inside of oneself who is willing to be like this. More than anything, I think it’s twisted.
The first time is hard, the second time is easy. Actually it was.
Put your face through the urinal.
More boldly than before, he did not simply lightly touch his tongue, but as if his tongue were a cleaning brush, he swept that yellowish lump of dregs with his tongue and tasted it.
Disgusting, fishy smell of ammonia. The excrement of male humans superior to me.
I, who licks human excrement with my tongue, must surely be inferior to them.
Ah… It falls.
Fall off
No matter what others say, I know that I, myself, am falling into this act.
Obviously I can’t do it like before.
I perceive myself as inferior and lacking compared to other people.
So, for the people who use this urinal.
To make it look a little tidy, lick the urinal to tidy it up.
The urinal has regained its first elegant milky-white porcelain without knowing it.
Then calm down
The tongue had already turned yellow. Urine residue. A very dirty and filthy tongue.
It seemed that he had crossed a line that he was not supposed to cross as a human being.
I felt like something indescribable was gradually crumbling.
I came to my senses and rinsed the soiled tip of my tongue in the sink, but no matter how much I rinsed and rinsed, the smell of ammonia on the tip of my tongue wouldn’t go away. I didn’t think that it would already be deeply stained in my soul. Do these touches and feelings follow a lifetime?
Willingly doing this kind of work, can I really be called the same person as other human beings? I am gradually losing my confidence.
Look at the marks you have cleaned with your tongue. Compared to before, the milky-white porcelain became more transparent. Do you think that much was wiped out with your own tongue? Every time you see that, you are overcome with intense shame and a sense of self-doubt.
What have you done? No matter how CommandIt did, but it wasn’t something people would do.
Yourself going away.
Most of all, feeling intense shame, I wrote a report of the order.
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The taste of toilet bowls, impressions.
Enemy… Uh should
Every time I write one letter, I feel that my dignity, which is different from usual, is being reduced.
I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that more and more I was being cut down into something subhuman.
Honest and sincere, my own impressions.
And upload.
It was definitely a miserable sight.
