Chapter 130 – Female Professor Being Raped – 7
With her legs together, Seung-ah pulled down the floral patterned panties she was wearing in a bra and set, then moved both legs alternately to pull them out between her ankles.
– Give me those panties here. I’ll keep it!
At his words, the man standing next to him snatched the panties from Seung-ah’s hand.
Now, there is nothing left to cover the secret place of Seung-ah, who is standing with her legs apart. A cool breeze blew through the crotch.
President Shin, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded, and another man poured a bottle of alcohol from the table into a glass and handed it to Seung-ah.
– Have a drink.
– Poetry… No!
Seung-a shook her head.
– Have a cup of my favorite drink! It will relax you! Keep drinking.
– You know that the body is not supposed to drink alcohol.
– That much is fine. It’s at the level of a blood circulation promoter that doesn’t contain much alcohol.
Seung-a reluctantly accepted the cup and tilted it between her lips.
The heat flowed down Seung-ah’s parched neck. It was much stronger than I expected and left a slightly bitter taste. It felt like something warm was running through her veins and spreading all over her body.
– Look back!
Seung-ah turned his back on his man’s request.
The slender calves stretched out over sleek high heels, the round buttocks like a peach, and the narrow waistline above them form a bewitching curve and are balanced.
The man, who had been appreciating his elastic curves for a while, opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.
– No more washing!
Hearing her man’s order, Seung-ah was taken aback. After a while, the sound of men’s footsteps followed.
With the determination to overcome any humiliation, Seung-ah stands tall with gritting teeth.
After a while, the two men turned their backs and placed a white bowl of water that could only be used in a kitchen between Seung-ah’s legs. Seung-a lowered her head unconsciously and looked down between her legs.
The bowl is full of water. Beside them was a soap case bearing the hotel’s logo, clearly indicating their intentions.
– Pull up your skirt and sit down!
– This is too much!
Seung-ah shouted as if resisting as the men’s hands gripped Seung-ah’s waist.
– You should have prepared for it! Still don’t see that you don’t have a choice?
– That… But this…
– Come on, do as you say! I hate wasting time!
After hesitating for a moment, Seung-ah seemed to make up her mind and bent his knees while grabbing the hem of his skirt as the man requested.
The warm water in the bowl touched Seung-ah’s buttocks as she landed.
As if the man had waited, he pressed down on Seung-ah’s shoulder, and he couldn’t hold it any longer.
The warm water wet Seung-a’s cleft and began to lather along with his trembling hips.
President Shin, who was watching Seung-ah like that, drank the glass down his throat. The sound of ‘creepy’ resounded in his chest.
The man sitting next to Seung-ah took off the soap case and rubbed it on his wet hand. After a while, as bubbles rose, he opened his palm wide and pushed it between Seung-ah’s valley.
The man swallowed the dry saliva and began to move his thick palm back and forth as if swinging it.
As the soap bubbles began to form as it rubbed between the thick curves and the lush forest, the man moved her palm more carefully.
President Shin, who was sitting on the sofa, swallowed dry saliva. Every time Seung-ah’s waist moved up and down as if sitting with her back turned, she forced the saliva collected in her mouth to pass down her throat with difficulty.
And at one point, the moving man’s fingers disappeared between Seung-ah’s open gaps, and Seung-ah’s waist shook greatly. The man is seen lowering his waist and thrusting his finger deep into it.
In Seung-a’s head, old memories of being forced to orgasm by strangers, surrounded by shame, began to resurface.
The man who had been teasing Seung-ah’s buttocks for a long time turned her head away.
– It looks ready.
– Good work!
As soon as the bowl of water between his legs slipped out, Seung-a pulled down the hem of his skirt that was gathered around his waist. Seung-a’s mouth is filled with hot breath.
– Now, my lady, take her to bed!
– All right.
The two men put their arms between Seung-ah’s armpits and lifted her up. The warm water that had just wiped between her crotch and her thighs ran down her thighs.
– I… Please stop.
Seung-ah begged her so earnestly that her tears welled up.
– What are you doing? Come on, don’t do what you’re told!
As soon as he gave his order, the two men dragged across the bed and pushed Seung-ah’s butt onto the bed. Seung-ah collapsed on the bed with a ‘thump’.
– Now that we have our lady privacy, leave you guys out!
– Four! All right.
When Mr. Shin nodded, the men who waited on him hurriedly walked out the door like rats frightened by the cat.
– Now the two of us can have some intimate time!
There was a hint of composure in his voice.
– Get down there! Hold his ass tight!
Finally, the man’s humiliating demands followed. Seung-ah turned around and pointed his butt toward the man.
As he was arguing with the two men who were washing the floor, the drink he had forced to drink spread all over his body, making his capillaries vibrate and his face flushed with the dilated blood vessels.
In addition, when I lay on my stomach with my back lifted, the swollen peripheral nerves started to pump more vigorously.
– Put your skirt up! Up the waist!
Seung-a’s hand moved as if shyly following the man’s command.
– What a great ass! Open his knees a little more! Show off your pretty back!
Seung-a slowly opened his knees as the man demanded.
– Draw a circle with your butt! Hurry!
Seung-ah moved his waist slowly at his man’s command.
– More!
In response to her man’s request, Seung-a unconsciously began to draw bigger and clearer circles.
– Pull your bra down to your navel!
The shameful demands of the company continued.
With trembling hands, Seung-ah pulled out the shoulder straps of her bra and began to pull the hook under him without even turning blue.
When the cup of the bra was lowered down, the breasts that were leaning downwards ‘swayed’. As Seung-ah’s body, which was supposed to be covered, began to be revealed one by one, the man’s voice softened.
– Why don’t you spread that pretty ass a little more? The more you show, the more attractive you are.
As Seung-ah hesitated, the man’s voice rose.
– It wouldn’t be good to drag the time.
Seung-a lowered his waist tightly. The back of his ass felt cold.
– The back is really pretty! The front is pretty, but the back is art. The gap is deep and tough, so in a way, I think I resemble Professor Min.
Seung-a caught her breath when she heard the word “Professor Min.”
A painful scene flashed through his mind, even imagining how Professor Min must have been molested by Lee Ja.
– Good! I’m doing it!
The man started to approach Seung-ah, who was lying face down, holding a wine glass.
Sensing President Shin’s approaching presence, Seung-ah was out of breath.
A subtle tension, different from fear, melted into his waist and the image of himself lying face down filled his mind.
Her reflection there was neither a proud stewardess nor a new woman who had just started a family with the man she loved.
However, she was just a female who had to satisfy this man’s perverted desire with a helpless appearance.
Finally, the wine glass her man was holding began to tilt against Seung-ah’s hip.
The red liquid that flowed along Seung-ah’s curves stayed in Seung-ah’s private place and dripped like raindrops between his thighs, leaving marks on the white sheet on the bed.
Seung-ah lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly as if to erase her humiliating appearance. However, after a while, Seung-ah’s lips, which had been tightly closed, began to open slowly.
It was because her man knelt down and brought her lips to Seung-ah’s shameful place where the wine had spilled.
The man exhaled her hot breath and bit Seung-ah’s gap wet with wine with her lips.
A grunting sound came out, and the scent of wine lingered on the tip of the man’s lips.
She patted her lips for a moment and the man stuck out her wet tongue and slurped it up as if to drink up all the wine.
Along with the traces of Seung-a, the wine entered her mouth. A strange taste lingered in my mouth.
It was the taste of desire that was ingrained in Seung-a’s body, not the taste she felt with her mouth, but the taste she could feel with her body.
Seung-ah was falling apart at the unexpected harassment of the man. With her hips wide open, she began to pour a large amount of secretion through the crack, equal to the amount of wine that was already on her.
The hot energy seemed to flow through the crotch like a wind.
Seung-a instinctively tries to restrain herself by giving strength to her hips, but the muscles and cells of her body that are supposed to follow her instincts have already lost the power of reason. And after a while, the wine started to flow again through Seung-ah’s gap.
Seung-a started fighting self-control.
He promised not to make a sound and bit his lip. But she is slowly reaching the limits of her commitment.
A momentary gasp that leaked out as if air escaped from between her lips, that place between the naked crotches that were wet beyond control…
Now it is very clear that there is no point in fighting the opposite sex anymore.
– Ruler! I’ll lie down, so come up and serve!
President Shin lay flat next to Seung-ah, her shirt and pants still on.
– Now take off my pants like a groom’s pants!
Seung-a lowered her hips and sat back at him—no, toward his pants dance—without a word.
– Come on!
The man’s voice was full of impatience.
Seung-ah pulled her belt out of his pants and unzipped her. Inside her, her blue briefs were exposed.
Pretending not to see it, she turned her head and grabbed her pants with both hands and pulled them down between her ankles.
What was more difficult was what followed.
– Take off your panties too!
His order fell.
