Digital Voyeurism (1)
It was in front of a townhouse that looked expensive. The screen showed only like a surveillance camera feed—no people in sight. It passed the entrance and kept going inside the house. The camera stopped in front of a certain room.
"Ha-ut, ha-euk... Hn, hn, haaang."
A woman's sticky moans leaked out from beyond the door. The door opened, and the camera entered the room. On the bed, some guy was bucking his hips wildly.
"Hah, fuck this bitch. So goddamn tight. You're a real virgin, aren't you?"
From a low angle looking up, only the man was visible. His face seemed familiar, but I couldn't place it. He held an action cam in one hand, pumping away furiously.
— Squelch, squelch, slap slap!
"Fuck you, bitch. Feels good, huh? Ah, you're too drunk to remember?"
He thrust for a good while, then shuddered and collapsed on top of the woman. He got up, turned off the action cam and the other cameras placed around the room.
"Ah, what a pain in the ass, making me do this shit."
The guy kept cursing as he called somewhere. After finishing the call, he grabbed the cameras and left.
A moment later, another guy came in wearing only his panties. Another familiar face, but again, no memory. He set up the camera he'd brought by the bed and took off his panties. Just like before, he started filming with the action cam while fucking her.
"Huu-ut... Hn, huuu, ut, ut."
Apart from the occasional moan from the woman, there was no real reaction. Getting gangbanged and filmed, no less.
"Ha-ut, ah-euk... C-cumming... I'm cumming!"
The second guy finished hard too and went outside. Soon, the third guy entered. This one looked familiar too, but still no recall. He did the exact same thing as the first two, then took the cameras and left.
The camera panned to show the whole room. The angle still didn't reveal the woman on the bed. Three walls—excluding the one with the door—were lined with large TVs. Even makeshift lighting was set up; it was pretty professional.
A moment later, the TVs turned on, playing footage. It was the sex videos from just before. The door opened, and a man entered. He looked older than the previous three. Irritable eyes, lips curled in a creepy smirk. Thin lips and sunken cheeks—he was the spitting image of a third-rate villain. The kind who gets beaten by the hero in movies and exits stage left quick.
Coming in naked, he was clearly here for sex too. Watching the playing footage with an ecstatic expression, he said,
"Haa, ■■-ah. Feels good getting eaten by those young punks, huh? Of course it's better than me. But what to do? I love seeing you get fucked by other guys. It turns me on so much I'm going insane! ■■-ah, ■■-aaa!"
With that vulgar dialogue, he climbed on top of her and started pumping. He didn't even glance at the woman, just stared at the screen and spewed more bullshit. Listening to it made my ears rot.
Again, the woman barely reacted beyond moans. She must've been drugged. Even scrutinizing the screen, her face stayed hidden. Like they were deliberately not showing it to me.
But what the hell was this situation? Where was I watching this from?
Suddenly, chills hit me hard.
'Gasp!'
I opened my eyes to a familiar ceiling.
'It was a dream.'
"Mmm..." Seung-ah nuzzled into my side. Lately, she took sleeping with me as a given.
I stroked Seung-ah's hair and stared at the ceiling. The dream had been so vivid—every scene etched into my brain, unforgettable.
'Could this be a precognitive dream from Future Vision?'
[Status Window]
No changes.
Still an unhelpful system.
With quitting time approaching, a text came from Eun-seo.
I'd never told her about work. The "1" notification wouldn't disappear.
After clocking out and heading outside, another text.
A sleek sports car was parked over there. I approached and opened the passenger door.
"Get in, oppa."
"Nice car. Must take after the owner."
A million-dollar smile came back at my light flattery.
"How'd you know this place?"
"Asked Yujin where your company is."
Come to think of it, I'd mentioned work the first time I had sex with Yujin.
"Cocktail Entertainment, huh. Actors mostly?"
"A few singers, but you wouldn't know the names."
"Girl groups?"
"They scout trainees, but I don't know much."
"Oppa has no interest there."
"Actors keep me busy enough. And..."
"And?"
"With you around, no other girl group catches my eye."
"Haaang♡"
"Why the moan?"
"Haa, don't make noises like that while I drive. I'm getting wet."
Probably the Submissive Collar and mark. Seung-ah got excited at my casual compliments too.
"Where we headed anyway?"
"Namsan."
"Namsan? Why?"
"Date with oppa. Plus alpha, but I'll explain when we get there."
The "plus alpha" sounded suspicious, but she wanted a date—what could I do?
We arrived at a back road behind the National Theater. She parked perfectly in the dark, unlit spot. She killed the engine and gave me a sultry look.
"Why park here?"
I asked to confirm. The location screamed car sex.
"That's not what's important right now, is it? Mas-ter."
Her class flipped from girl group leader to slave in an instant.
"You wanna do it here?"
"Why else park in such a secluded spot?"
"Sudden car sex?"
"Unnie told me. Said it felt amazing with you in the car."
That was because Seung-ah's sex position was car sex. Yours was a threesome.
"I'm a slave now too, so treat me just like unnie. I'll try everything she's done."
I recalled Eun-seo's profile obedience tip. So that's what she meant by "treat me like unnie."
"Seung-ah told you all that?"
"We agreed to share everything about oppa."
I'd become public property somehow.
"How detailed was she? Her metaphors were perfect—like she could write pro erotic novels. I got so turned on I masturbated listening."
Seung-ah had that talent? If I'd known sooner, texting sex with Yujin wouldn't have been such a hassle.
Eun-seo reclined the passenger seat.
"Wha...?"
She opened the glove box, revealing a wonderland. Tissues, wet wipes, plastic bags, condoms, mouthwash, cleaner, oil... All neatly organized like hotel amenities.
"Whoa, what's all this? Sex car?"
"Researched car sex reviews and prepped. Can't run out mid-session."
I was impressed by slave #2's preparedness. Her outfit was a fluttery short dress too—easy to hike up and strip panties.
"Wore that dress for car sex with me?"
"Pants are hard to remove. This just needs the hem lifted."
Eun-seo grabbed wet wipes.
"I'll clean you, so take off your pants."
Like a servant obeying madam, I stripped fast. She giggled at my fumbling.
"Haa, smells so good."
"No shower—you think it smells good?"
"Oppa smell is always good. I'm your slave, remember?"
Her slave-like lines hyped me up more as time passed. I wanted to pray to the status window for this chance.
"Come to think, this is your first time sucking me."
"First time sucking a guy. Forgive any clumsiness, Mas-ter."
Her slender fingers grazed the shaft, and pleasure cells screamed across my body. Intensely lewd sensation. Without even entering her mouth, my dick hardened fully, and Eun-seo beamed.
"Already hard."
"Your hand's too erotic."
"Mouth'll be worse?"
She swept hair behind her ear, ass wiggling out a bit, then lowered her head. Rough breaths tickled the glans. Tongue tip touched, and my dick twitched wildly.
— Slurp, sluuuurp... Smack... Suck, inhale.
Shaft to root vanished into her mouth instantly. Her tongue danced joyfully inside. Hot warmth heated the corpora cavernosa. She bobbed up and down, coating thoroughly with saliva. Eun-seo's first fellatio was peak arousal.
As she sucked faster, I glanced at Eun-seo—her ass swaying under the short dress. Too tempting; I slipped a hand in and kneaded it. A muffled moan escaped, swallowed by gulps.
She responded by speeding up, aroused.
— Slurp, sluuuurp... Smack.
Cramped car, awkward position, yet it heated strangely. The thrill amplified pleasure, stimulating oddly. Sensing it, she sucked and released far more skillfully than before. Ejaculation sense surged to my throat.
"Ngh... Uh, Eun-seo. I'm... gonna cum soon..."
"Mmfphh huu huu."
Couldn't make out words. Tapped her shoulder to pull off—no dice.
"Ha-euk, seriously... can't hold..."
I grabbed her head and released the sphincter tension!
— Spurt, spuuurt... Glurk, glurk.
First fellatio followed by first facial in her mouth.