This Really Makes Money
Two days had passed since I signed the contract.
"Um, do I really have to go this far?"
I'd come to Ruda's place at her summons. It was narrower inside than I'd imagined for someone doing well, but it was clean and tidy.
"Other male streamers do at least this much."
"Ah..."
We were in the small room that served as her workspace, getting ready for the stream as her guest. This was just a check before going live.
"Didn't you read and sign the contract?"
"W-well, yeah, but..."
Ugh. One of the clauses was grabbing me by the ankle right now.
[The guest must properly perform whatever the host instructs for the stream.]
Reality had my mouth sealed shut.
"A crop top like this..."
I glanced down at the cool sensation on my lower abs, revealing the smooth six-pack I'd maintained from my trainee days.
"What's wrong? It looks great."
The truth was... I hadn't properly read the contract.
She'd called it a one-time deal. And when she promised to share her secret to success, my hand had moved on its own.
If there hadn't been that penalty fee...
Then none of this would have happened.
"If you've seen it, do it right."
"Okay..."
But what could I do? It was my fault for not checking the clauses.
"Gonna take a thumbnail pic for the stream title, so strike a pose."
"Like... this?"
I lifted the hem of the crop top a bit and exposed as much bare skin as possible. I even made the pose as seductive as I could.
"Not like that! Spread your legs a little!"
"But these are hot pants...?"
Anything more and it'd show.
"You keep dawdling?"
"...Sorry."
"Spread 'em, and cover the front with your hand. Then it won't show."
"Okay..."
The kindness from the cafe was gone, replaced by her professional side—it made Ruda look a bit new and intriguing. I gave it my all in response, but...
"L-like this?"
"Bend your upper body more so your chest line shows through the shirt."
"Ugh..."
It all felt just as repulsive.
After over an hour of Ruda snapping away on her phone...
"This should work fine."
"Haa..."
Thank god we got some usable shots.
And then—
"Stream time's almost here."
"..."
"Collab today."
We jumped straight into it.
"Looking forward to working with you."
"Hey sisters~! Ruda's here today too!"
The chat exploded the moment Ruda went live, like they'd been waiting. I hung back off-cam, watching the screen for the stream.
Whoa...
Is this what 100 viewers looks like? Ding! Ding ding ding! The chat scrolled insanely fast.
But what surprised me more—
"Today I've got a super special guest lined up!"
—Ruda fielded the nonstop chat without missing a beat, her reflexes on point.
"Alright, time to introduce him! Today's guest~!"
Oh no.
I'm not mentally ready yet—
But she yanked me in.
"Ah!"
"Our cute lil' Hido~!"
I stumbled into her arms from the sudden pull.
My entrance alone flipped the chat's vibe.
Of course, straight to the filthy stuff.
"Mask's for guest privacy—no choice...!"
She whipped it off.
"U-uwah!!"
My face suddenly felt exposed. Then—
"Check out these abs?!"
"Eek!"
Ding!
"Ooh! Mission right off the bat?"
Early mission—simple enough, thank god.
Just lick abs for 50,000 won?
Then my cut—
15,000 won...
Jackpot. Meal money in under 10 minutes.
At this rate...
It'll work?
That saying hit home during treatment: the best cure is money therapy.
What'd been gross at first.
What I hadn't wanted.
What'd shamed me.
I can endure it.
I could tough it out now.
And—
"Alright everyone, get your pussies ready."
She leaned in.
"Ssp..."
Ruda's plump lips approached my lower abs, her hot breath hitting skin. Tension mixed with lingering shame made my crotch twitch involuntarily, my body recoiling on instinct.
"Hold still."
She gripped tight.
"O-okay...!"
My twitch made her grab my ass.
Then lick.
Lick~
"Eeeek—!"
A sensation too hard to describe melted my brain like hot wax over my belly.
"Quit squirming or it's hard to lick."
"S-sorry... hii, eek... u-ooo..."
Her tongue lapping repeatedly—warm, overly stimulating texture.
Ding!
New mission.
B-belly licks to cum... 100,000 won...?
Blurred vision caught the mission after a few licks.
From what I'd just felt—
I might actually cum...
Revulsion? Shame? Melted away the instant her tongue touched.
Am I this sensitive?
Like heavy foreplay—limbs trembling, abs twitching in spasms.
Thinking back, no action since that first compensated date.
Backlog burst?
"Hmmm, cum from belly licks?"
Ambiguous tone.
But she checked the mission, then traced my belly with fingertips.
"Hehe... Doesn't say just lick, right?"
Sinister chuckle, then evil.
"U-uu, uweeeek—!"
I bucked.
Her slender fingertips grazed my navel, climbing upward—my hips writhed on their own.
"Ooh, good reaction..."
Up to my solar plexus.
"Kyaa... ha, haha... a-ahh..."
"Found it~."
They hit my nipple—
"Hee, heeeek...!"
Lightning to the scalp—mind reeling.
"Hido, your nips are so sensitive?"
"D-don't know... don't knooow hoook... ggooook..."
"Don't know my ass... your dick's hard."
Ruthless rubbing.
Pleasure over pain, blood rushing down as she said.
Th-this... dangerous...
Instinct screamed red alert.
Take this and...
I'll break...
Senses ruined.
Just nipples...
Not even sex.
Just nipple play.
But my dick throbbed ready to burst, body convulsing like a fit.
"Almost there."
Her voice as she watched me.
Lick—navel area.
"O-oh god... ooook..."
Shiver...
"Hurk..."
Tremble tremble—
"A-haa... ahhnn..."
I came.
Hotpants warmed inside.
Sticky panties against skin—gross.
But somehow...
Feels... good...
Wanna ride this out.
As I drowned in weird pleasure—
"He really came?"
She reached in.
"O-oh... sensitive there... gooohk..."
"Here, cum proof!"
Ruda fished out my dick, waving it at cam.
Ding!
Stars accumulated!
The sound of coins, mission cleared.
"See everyone? Hido got soaked just from belly licks."
A string of clear fluid dangled from Ruda's fingertip, glistening lewdly before the lens.
Viewers' mad chat poured like a waterfall.
My heart should've burned with shame—instead, exploding star shards on screen, knowing they meant cash, throbbed with strange greed.
Missions flooded in right after the last.
"Wow! Hear that, Hido? Sisters wanna see more of your secrets."
"Th-that's... ah..."
Tried refusing, but my body, tasting money, was honest.
"Be good."
"O-okay...!"
Her hand went to my hotpants button—I lifted my hips without thinking, helping her.
Zip.
Tight hotpants slid down my thighs.
"Haa, haa..."
Just thin panties left.
"Hee... nice package?"
Cum stains soaked the front, bulging taut—exposed raw before her.
"So, Hido—been to heaven?"
Ruda poured prepped oil between my thighs—sticky slick liquid chilled sensitive skin as it flowed.
"Ah, cold... huck!"
"Hold still, I'll rub it in nice."
Her small palms, oil-soaked, ravaged my thighs and lower belly.
Squelch.
"Ahhnn..."
Friction broadcast through speakers.
"Why're you so delicious-looking..."
Oil made my abs gleam lewdly under lights. Ruda buried her face in my nape like a predator eyeing food.
Smooch. Slurp—
"Ack, aaack... uook..."
Her hot lips sucked hard on my pale neck. Tender flesh pulled in—fresh pain mixed with intense pleasure slamming my brain.
"See the chat? Sisters wanna eat you up right now..."
"Ah, ahn... n-nooo... if I get eaten..."
"Shh. Get ready to cum buckets today."
"Aa, ah... ahak..."
Her teeth nipping, stamping a red flower mark—her touch shook me senseless.
And then.
"Ah, no—not there—"
"Hold still. Just gonna use your mouth."
"Ahng..."
No time to refuse. She lifted my mask, exposing lips—
"Mmmph, ha... huff..."
Her flexible tongue pried my lips, ravaging my quiet mouth wildly.
Saliva mixing, wet sounds booming through the mic—chat went berserk.
Schlurp. Slurp...
Breathless, I couldn't push her tongue out—sucked it deeper instead.
"Haa, haa... mmng..."
Kiss dragged on—my hands clutched her shoulders, lost.
"Pha, like that?"
"Eh... uhe... b-breath..."
Then.
Ding!
"Whoa, 3,000 stars!! See that, Hido?"
"Eh...? Ahn—!"
Swish. Swish.
"Alright, let's make it epic~!"
Her oiled hand dove into my panties, toward the hottest spot.
"Now for the real service viewers crave."
"N-nooo..."
"No? You're loving it, right?"
Her whisper by my ear—like an angel's cheer.
Or devil's temptation.
"We gotta earn... right?"
"Yeah...?"
Reason snapped—I was ready to bare all before the camera.
"Money..."
I—
"Love it..."
Needed the cash.