Chapter 59 – I Was Used…
In the end, I was the one who was dragged home from the academy by the hand of a junior.
“Oh, it hurts…”
“…”
Today’s junior looked really bad.
I don’t know where the usual sincerity and neatness have gone.
He didn’t even budge an eyebrow despite my rudeness, but he was treating me with the expression that he was really angry.
What was the professor doing that made him so angry?
I couldn’t even guess the reason as I didn’t know the circumstances, so there was nothing I could do but tremble at the anger that lay ahead.
From academy to home,
The junior, who treated me as if he would swallow me in one bite, unexpectedly obediently let go of his arm and said,
“Get changed and come.”
“Yes?”
“Clothes.”
“Ah, yes, yes…”
I followed his instructions and went into the room and changed my clothes.
I took off my school uniform, unbuttoned my shirt, unbuttoned my skirt, and put on the costumes I made myself one by one.
It’s an act that’s no different from usual, but why are you so nervous?
When I heard the sound of washing in the shower, I started to get a little more nervous.
While I was changing, my junior went in to wash up.
Should I wait on my knees in front of the shower?
I didn’t think it was a bad idea, so I did it.
And I thought about it while my junior was washing his body.
I don’t know what upset me so much, but at least this time, I didn’t do anything wrong.
Eh, take care of my situation. Ignoring the sincerity of a junior who paid for all of my tuition until graduation, it only takes one thing to go to the professor.
Even right before I met the professor in person, my juniors were just shaken up, but they didn’t look angry as if they were filled with enthusiasm like they are now.
So anyway, I’m not wrong.
Even so, the junior’s anger is clearly directed at me now.
“… He.”
As I slowly thought about it, I felt an unknown joy bloom in my heart.
I made it like that.
My junior made me angry.
Rubbing his vulgar body, I led his actions by saying that he could release it to me, and that it would be nice if he could loosen it to me.
Of course, you shouldn’t take out your anger from other things on someone you don’t care about.
It’s not something a sincere, rational, and cool junior would do.
But because of me, my juniors were doing things they shouldn’t be doing.
So, I feel like I finally made a flaw in my junior’s perfection.
It just made me feel so much better.
I want to bully my juniors.
That’s why I want my juniors to bully me more.
I want to be bullied, please bully me more, more.
Deep down in my heart, I felt that the fear until now turned into anticipation.
Let’s make him even more angry like this, and make him commit a bigger mistake against me.
I felt my heart beating fast as I thought of what was to come.
Eh, speaking of actions, of course that was it.
Returning home, where we were alone, telling her to change her clothes, going straight into the shower, even the look she gave me at the last moment.
I was the one who noticed that my juniors wanted to use me as their girlfriend.
My face got hot and at the same time I was afraid of something,
But since I accepted his girlfriend offer, maybe even before that, I’ve been prepared for it.
Rather, it’s more strange that I haven’t done it until now, so I took a deep breath and collected my mind.
“Ugh…”
But it never calms down.
It’s not like I’m going to do three or sex, so why am I so nervous?
Because that’s what true loving each other do when they’re making babies,
Even though I was just trying to calmly offer my body so that my juniors could relieve their anger, I was in trouble because my pounding heart couldn’t calm down.
In the end, I was the one who couldn’t calm my pounding heart until my juniors finished taking a shower.
The junior who came out of the shower looked down at me who was kneeling in front of me and narrowed her eyes.
“It seemed like this.”
Along with the words
I put my hands on his knees and looked up at him, then he forced me to my feet and dragged me to his room, just like I did when I got home.
I felt the pain as if my bruised forearm was screaming, but instead I felt better, so I said to my junior while barely holding my mouth shut.
“Ah, I, Mr., Wash, I’ll wash up soon…”
“No.”
“Yes?”
“You don’t have to wash.”
“But, eh, from now on, that’s why, if you smell it, you’ll be offended…” .”
“I’ll do it anyway, so it’s okay.”
“To?”
I’ll do it myself
What do you mean?
Anyway, I didn’t even wash, well, well, I don’t have any body odor at all, so I followed him, thinking it would be okay.
Contrary to my expectation, or contrary to my expectations, that he would pounce on me right away and shove me all the way down, my junior brought out something shabbyly stuck in the corner of the room.
Anxiety creeps in.
Wait, that…
“Sir, sir. Other than that, I, I, have to do it…”
“Your senior is too weak.”
Is the body itself weak?
Or does it mean that it is not fun because it simply goes away no matter where you touch it?
Maybe it’s both.
The junior took out a self-defense device that I had given him a while ago, which was modeled after my lower body.
As I was blankly watching the scene, a junior came up to me.
“Wasn’t that a present for me?”
“Right, that’s right. But, I gave it to you to use when you’re alone…”
“I want to do it with a senior.”
Seeing my junior staring at me with burning eyes as if sparks were about to jump out of them, I gasped and swallowed my breath.
You say you want to be with me, but your words and actions are different.
I couldn’t hide the question that came to my mind, so I said with a sad expression.
“… Well, then, you can do it. Why, not me, but him…”
“I told you. The senior is too weak.”
“…”
“What if I fall down and don’t get up again?”
“To.”
I finally found out why my juniors act like this.
My juniors seemed to think that because I was weak, I touched my weak body on my own and made it so hot that I didn’t wake up for two days.
Where did it get twisted from?
I tried to explain, but
“That’s just because the medicine didn’t work…”
“I’m warning you, don’t even bring that drug up in front of me.”
“Yes, yes…”
As soon as the topic of medicine came out, I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut at the resolute spirit of my junior who cut me off with a single knife.
I really couldn’t get my head around this unexpected situation.
I thought that the lower part would definitely be used, but yes, of course, I wanted you to use that as a gift, but it’s a different story than masturbating while leaving me next to you.
Even the initial thought of bruising his perfection by accepting unjustified outbursts of anger–if this happened, it would have been tantamount to talking nonsense.
It was me who never imagined that being only myself, not having to wash up would mean something like this.
Then why did you bring me here?
If it was your intention to make it fretful, you’ve succeeded, but…
Ah.
That’s it.
So this is
It was a punishment given to me by a very angry junior.
I was saddened that my juniors had no intention of using me,
I clung to his body and seduced him, yes, seduced him.
Dressed in lacquered clothes, she secretly pulled her breasts together, and said with a sly eye smile.
“That, more than that, mine would feel much better… ?”
“Have you tried it?”
“To? Oh no. But… Uh?”
It’s only natural that people who are alive feel good.
I was about to say something, but I just got stuck on a thought passing through my head.
That, that one, is obviously brand new, never used, and the bottom of me is, uhm, already has a ton of boyfriends coming and going, so to put it in a nutshell,
Used… Was
If you can choose, wouldn’t it be natural to choose the first one… ?
My juniors were reminding me of that fact.
Besides, I’ve never had a worn-out and sweet second-hand, but I’ve never had a living person down there, so I only know how to make myself feel good, but I don’t know how to treat those inside, so it was the worst used among used people.
“Gyaaaaa…”
There’s a lot of water on that subject, and the slippery inside that quickly becomes sticky just by rubbing the wrinkles a few times, I’m sure it wasn’t very pleasant.
Besides, if you do it often, you’ll just go away without even poking it a few times.
It was foreseeable that my climax cut off the flow of action in an uninteresting way…
“…”
No matter how many times I think about it,
I’m a girlfriend who has no advantages compared to the masturbation device I gave her,
There is something about not being able to dare to say that I would feel better than that.
In an instant I became miserable and at the same time sorrowful,
I had no choice but to watch my junior leave me and play with her girlfriend…
