Chapter 41 – 7. Getting Closer, Getting Farther Away (8)
There is nothing to enjoy in a small rural town.
7. Closer, farther away (8)
But her body slowly started to betray her. The movement of the vibrating dildo, which moved slowly and smoothly, then suddenly violently, and the stimulation of her clitoris forced her from her despair into a swamp of sexual pleasure. In this situation, in this environment, why the hell is the body feeling? She resents her body, but at the same time realizes there is no other way for her. She says maybe it’s her own mind that’s pushing her. If the mind, like the body, adapts and accepts the pleasure provided, it will end quickly, comfortably and without pain. Originally, inertia does not mean getting wet at once through some dramatic occasion, but gradually sticking to the hem of shoes and pants like walking on a dirt road on a rainy day. Once you think that way, you can always think that way, and slowly rationalize yourself to find a more comfortable path. She is starting to get wet on her toes, but no one knows how quickly or how much this will dominate her.
“Ook!”
A moan that burst out after holding it in. Once she accepted the pleasure, all of her erogenous zones began to react sensitively again. Not caring whether her camera was there or not, whether or not her own voice appeared on her broadcast, she bounced back in her pleasure. She bowed her head as if seeking her savior, put her hands over her head, grabbed her chains, and shook her silence followed with her legs shoulder-width apart. Now, the intensity of the two adult products was fixed on the strongest, stabbing her vagina and sucking her clit. The fear of broadcasting had long since disappeared from my head. She was just a doe, a sex slave, succumbing to her rush of pleasure and climax. Just imagining a camera watching her made her dildo-filled vagina tighter. This is torture, happy torture. It was the worst sexual torture to make the most lewd female on earth.
“Heo-eok, hoo, hoo-wook! Oh Ok! Ohhh!!!”
She let out a moan that was hard to believe for a human being and curled up her toes. Her legs stiffened as if they had cramps and her head buried deeper into the bed sheets. The climax of Gahye, which did not stop, faded together as the trembling of the sexual organs weakened.
Kiyoung ended her broadcast and turned off her camera. It was a jackpot with more than 10,000 concurrent viewers. More than 400,000 won was donated from this broadcast alone. Making sex slaves and earning money, is there any other great thing like this? But don’t be complacent. There are already many precedents where people have been caught doing this kind of trick and paid for causal retribution. They behaved arrogantly as if they were the owner of the woman and went out of their way to covet more money. Ki-young is different from those stupid sex offenders. She was different, she thought to herself. Her broadcasting is nothing more than a means to subdue her, and she will not be obsessed with the extra income that has resulted from it. She is his purpose, his only goal, that woman who is gasping for breath in bed right now.
After making sure that the broadcast ended properly and that her camera was turned off properly, Ki-young climbed onto her bed, undid her handcuffs, and removed her earplugs and her mask. Her mask was soaked with her saliva she spilled.
“Go to the back.”
Ga-hye obeyed his command and crawled onto her lap and stepped back. Kiyoung took off her pants and her panties, and she leaned against the bars of her bed, still handcuffed to her.
“Forward again.”
Like a pet that understands people, she did what Ki-young told her to do. Kiyoung, still wearing her blindfold, gently grabbed her hair, which was still invisible, and pulled her toward his own groin. Ga-hye was startled when the unstripped foreskin of his cock touched her cheek, but she did not avoid it. Her hand holding her hair led her to the tip of her foreskin and kissed the glans of her glans. Ga-hye sucked his stinky cock without hesitation, and Ki-young picked up her cell phone to take a picture of it.
There was still hesitation in Ga-hye’s fella, but it wasn’t revealed much. She repeated her forward and backward movements, cleaning the inside of her naked foreskin with her tongue and sucking her exposed glans with all her heart. She also smeared her saliva on her jig and pulled it off her glans and collected it in her mouth. Even though her nasty smell was still there. The sense of resistance to the smell faded as the sex organs in the lower body began to move again before I knew it. Ga-hye served his cock more aggressively than she expected from Ki-young. It was also because she got used to this training, and it could also be because she felt satisfied with her feelings of pleasure that she felt today. Ki-young didn’t want to make hasty, optimistic judgments, but seeing him so eagerly sucking his own cock and the filthy things he had been denied at his establishment made me feel good.
“Um, oops. Uhhhhh.”
Ga-hye was intent on sucking her cock, her nose groaning at the pleasure he felt underneath her. Her mouth was full, and as she moaned as she bit into Ki-young’s penis, she made a sound close to humming. Giyeong smiled heartily at the funny sight and lifted Gahye’s head to pull her cock out of her mouth.
“To?”
Ki-young took Ga-hye’s blindfold off. The eyes of two people meeting for the second time after birth. Ga-hye saw his face that day, even in the bathroom, but she was unconcerned at that time. Ki-young’s impression as he looked carefully at this short moment was, literally, ‘ugly’. Unable to bear this awkward stare, Ga-hye tried to turn her head, but Ki-yeong grabbed her chin and stopped it. He asked, looking through her grace.
“What are you?”
“I am… Sung, Onahor.”
Ga-hye held her head, so she only looked away and answered. Then, she grabbed Kiyoung’s hand that held her chin.
“Look me in the eyes and tell me. What are you?”
“It’s an ona hole.”
“Then, when is Ona Hall’s happiest moment?”
Do you know anything like that? She couldn’t bring herself to say what she was thinking and Ga-hye asked again.
“When?”
“It’s time to receive the master’s semen.”
Just imagining it sounds disgusting. But in fact, Ga-hye had already received and ate his semen several times. Her body reacted strangely when she thought of the liquid, which smelled and tasted just as bad as his cock. As she recalled the day’s horror, fear and shame, she felt the inside of her cunt heat up and more water flow out. However, she could not admit Gahye. She can’t accept that her body reacts that way to the disgusting semen of this disgusting man. Unaware of her inner thoughts, Ki-young put her own white cock, which was about to explode, on her cheek.
“Say it. When are you happiest?”
“It’s time to receive the master’s semen.”
“Then what should I do?”
“The master… Will help you cum.”
Instead of answering her, Kiyoung patted her hair admirably and then pressed it back to her crotch. Ga-hye started sucking his cock again without any resistance. As the glans, cleansed by her saliva and tongue, moved in and out of her mouth, Ki-young felt her strength gushing from her testicles. As she subtly increased the intensity of the sexual instruments, she felt that Ga-hye’s reaction improved even more. Ga-Hye sucking her cock with a similar nasal sound was lewd, dirty, and beautiful.
“More, faster.”
Holding her head with both her hands, Ki-young’s waist trembled. Ga-hye’s suction power grew stronger when she noticed that his ejaculation was short. She was like an ona hall that was really made to ejaculate a man. At this moment, Gahye was only thinking about ejaculating him. To finish quickly, she has to ejaculate this ‘master’ before she climaxes herself again by these machines moving from the lower half of her body. As if the desperate service was worthwhile, Ki-yeong gasped for her breath and shook her head up and down her. He pounded her so hard that he couldn’t even call it blow job anymore, and he shook her throat with the tip of his cock until he pushed her uncovered glans into her esophagus and ejaculated deeply.
“Oops! Uhhh…”
Even though Ga-hye reached her double-digit climax today, she felt like she had won as she ejaculated her Ki-young just once. With unknown satisfaction, she tasted the semen that had not passed from her mouth to her esophagus. She felt it was the same as that day, but it tasted corrupt and disgusting, but she realized that her reluctance had greatly diminished. If such days continue to repeat in the future, it is good that the pain is reduced, but is it good news that he has begun to accept this man’s semen? She questioned herself as she pulled her cock out of her mouth and looked at her giyoung. She was somehow resentful of the satisfaction he felt in his ugly face looking at her, but it wasn’t the contemptuous anger she had been before, but rather a strange, indescribable feeling.
Due to the nature of Chae-kyung, her range of activities is not very wide. It can be said that 90% of her life took place in rice fields, mountains, villages and towns where neighbors gather, and colleges. That is why the scenery she now saw after getting off her bus was very unfamiliar to her. An officetel complex that comes a few more stops from downtown. In the past, there were just a few small shopping malls, but with the arrival of residential and commercial apartments and officetels, it was very different from what she remembered. In this place, which has become as busy as a busy and complex town connected to the university district, she visited an officetel.
The common front door opens and I take the elevator. When the elevator door opened, she looked for the house number he had pointed out. Standing in front of her door and rang her bell, she seemed to have been waiting for her when the door opened and her familiar face greeted her.
“Welcome. Did it take long?”
“No, not really.”
This is an officetel where Lee Yul lives on his own. He lived alone in a tidy house that looked like 30 pyeong, probably because he had a lot of money at home. Of course, the rent is very cheap as it is in the countryside, but if you live in a new building like this while receiving pocket money, you will get a sense of what kind of family it is.
“Come in. Just put your bag comfortably on the sofa.”
Lee Yul was wearing comfortable sweats and short sleeves. Wearing a cast he had seen earlier on one of her arms, he skillfully took out the juice with his other hand and poured it into a glass. Yi Yul placed a cup on the tray and gave Chae-kyung a look as if to come this way and went into the room.
Judging from the absence of a bed, it does not appear to be his bedroom, and judging from the presence of a large desk, a laptop computer, and several books, it appears to be a room used as a library. The two sat side by side with the laptop in front of them.
“I’ll hold the mouse with my left hand, please use the keyboard.”
Chaekyung nodded her head and pulled a chair. Since the two of them had to work on the same laptop at the same desk, Chae-kyung and Yi-yul had to be in close contact with each other. However, since the two of them didn’t care that they were getting closer, they started the assignment casually.
