Chapter 47
Chapter 47
"It seems the stretching is truly effective."
I flinched involuntarily at the words that popped out while I was recording Seong Se-ri.
Kim Gi-bok was just clicking away at the machine, focused on Seong Se-ri in the recording booth, without a shred of suspicion.
I was just feeling guilty all by myself.
"Because it's a stretching routine that isn't easy."
"Team Leader-nim, you're going through a lot of trouble. But we are definitely seeing results worth that effort."
It's trouble, alright.
I wondered if it was okay for me to hear that, considering I just had sex in your studio.
"Let's go for one more take."
"Yes."
Actually, Seong Se-ri was so energetic, as if she hadn't been struggling for 11 hours, and was handling her individual parts with ease.
With my semen in her mouth twice.
And furthermore, singing with the seasoned skill of a woman who currently still has my semen in her womb.
"Was the next individual recording mine?"
Since Seong Se-ri was recording her part, the other three were resting and drinking water.
Lee Da-young asked.
"Yeah. It's you."
"Then I want to receive stretching too."
Seong Se-ri hadn't told the others, but there was no way the girls living together in the dorm didn't know what kind of stretching Seong Se-ri had received.
"Let's go. To the Room of Truth."
What kind of Room of Truth...
"That seems fine. The effect of the stretching is certain. Team Leader-nim, let's hang in there a little more."
Since someone who looked like they could die at any moment was saying that, I, who didn't really have a conscience, felt my conscience prickle for no reason.
"Alright. Let's go."
As I took Lee Da-young to where I had just had sex with Seong Se-ri, she immediately started sniffing the air.
"You did it, didn't you? Since when did sex become stretching? Besides, Team Leader-nim's semen and Eonni's vaginal fluids are still on the floor."
"So, are you not going to do it?"
I asked just in case.
"That's not it. I've used up too much stamina, too. My will is weakened in many ways right now. At times like this, I need Master's stinging punishment."
"Then politely suck my dick. Don't act tough for no reason."
"Yes. Master......"
With the word 'Master', Lee Da-young, whose lewd switch was properly flipped, sucked my dick down to the back of her throat, seeking out pain and hardship without being told.
"Slurp. Gulp."
It was similar to Hee-ju's, yet different.
Just by sucking my dick like this, Lee Da-young's panties were instantly soaked with lewd vaginal fluids.
The difference from Eun Hee-ju was that she flowed fluids because she loved the act of having sex with me, while Lee Da-young loved it because she felt the pain of her throat being pierced by me.
'I created it, but she has definitely become a masochist.'
Now, she felt like she was having sex and relieved her stress only when I did it this violently.
It was painful and agonizing, but I guess you could say she started liking that feeling.
"Slurp. Gulp. Master's semen is too much. Slurp. It feels like my mouth and stomach are all going to get burned. Slurp."
Having received every last drop, Lee Da-young, now used to it, lifted one leg and opened her pussy.
Her buttocks were a bit redder than the other girls'.
Smack-!
That was because Lee Da-young especially liked having sex while getting hit.
"Haaaaang! Ha-eung! More. Hit me more. Master. Heuk. It feels so good. Ha-euuuuung."
"You're not using much profanity lately, you're doing well."
"When you're pounding obedience into me like this, how could I use profanity? Ha-euuuuuk. I might explode from stress if you say you won't have sex with me, though."
That's a threat.
That's a threat by anyone's standards.
[Well. Now who is the master?]
I ignored Novel's words and ejaculated a ton inside Lee Da-young.
"Heuuuuuuuk!"
Lee Da-young, who had accepted the semen into her womb, let out a long moan with a refreshed expression, then carefully adjusted her clothes with a face full of ecstasy.
Seeing that, I spanked Lee Da-young and said,
"If you don't record diligently, I won't have sex with you."
"I know. Master. I just have to do my best, right? I'm the type to do my best at everything anyway."
Lee Da-young, who went out grumbling like a tsundere, immediately entered the recording booth and put on the headset.
"Da-young-ssi is good too. In that short time, it seems she recovered her condition as if I saw her for the first time today."
"Yes. That is true."
"On the contrary, Team Leader-nim seems a bit exhausted?"
"Well, the stretching is a bit intense."
Answering that way, I looked at the next person, Gil Min-seo.
"Hehe."
Apart from the shy smile she gave as soon as she made eye contact with me, Min-seo was already holding my hand and pressing it against her pussy.
Surely, when I first saw her at the Tteokbokki shop, she was pure.
A happy girl who was purity itself.
"Hiiiiiit. Hi-eung! Haaaang. Ha-euk. Team Leader-nim's di...ck is so long. Heuk. It never comes out. Heuuuuuk. Heuk!"
Now, she had become a lewd girl who found the most happiness in being pierced by a dick.
"Haaaaaaang! Ha-euk. I'm coming. I'm coming. Haaaang. All the exhaustion from recording is flying away, and I'm coming too. Haaaang!"
We've done it so much that the lewd smell doesn't disappear from the room next to the studio.
"Sniff, sniff. Team Leader-nim's scent. It's soaked into my whole body. I can't help but be happy about this."
If it weren't for the recording, Gil Min-seo might have taken my semen with her hair and face to get more of my scent.
"Gulp!"
Finally, Gil Min-seo showed me the semen she was cutely holding in her mouth in front of me, then swallowed it all.
"Next, Gil Min-seo. Let's proceed with the recording energetically today as well! Come in anytime! Fighting!"
Yeah.
Gotta fight.
As I looked at the last turn, Eun Hee-ju, as if it were natural.
"If it's hard, it's okay if you don't do me. If Team Leader-nim tells me to, I can continue the recording as is."
"......"
She would.
If I told her to, Eun Hee-ju would do it even without the Blessing of Sex, even if it meant shaving off her own life.
Actually, it was like that during the first day of lessons, too.
For her, the standard for 'moderately' was enough not to be ashamed in front of me.
"Seeing you say that, don't you hate it, Hee-ju? Stretching with me."
"......!"
When I threw a curveball she didn't expect, Eun Hee-ju's eyes widened.
"I. Absolutely not."
At that sight, not only Kim Gi-bok, who was conducting the recording, but also the unnies around her, including Gil Min-seo who was in the recording booth, were all surprised.
"As expected, Hee-ju's only weakness."
"The only controller."
I, too, was cute and grateful for Hee-ju's reaction, so I held her hand and said,
"Just follow me. I'm doing it because I want to. Do you think I look like someone who gets dragged around by you guys? I'm just letting it slide because I like it."
"Yes. I know. Because you're the Team Leader-nim."
It seems like a very touching scene, but...
"Heuuuuu-ut. Heuk. Team Leader-nim's thing has entered all the way inside me. Haaaang. Ha-eung."
Apart from that, the act we were committing was truly beast-like.
In the smell of females that remained thick because of the lack of ventilation, I was ravaging another young female messily.
An idol who had just become an adult was biting a man's dick, crying lewdly because she didn't want to let go.
"Haaaak. Ha-euk!"
"Ugh!"
I ejaculated a ton into Hee-ju's pussy, which tightened deliciously no matter when I thrusted.
"Ha. Ha. Ha."
Should I say the god's power is certain?
Or should I say it's natural for the kids to have their potential explode right after sex?
"Lastly, I'll start Hee-ju-yang's individual part recording."
"Yes."
Two days for composition and lyrics.
And a total of 15 hours to record perfectly.
Despite the 15-hour forced march, the kids were able to create one piece of music without showing a single sign of exhaustion in between.
"I don't think there's a need to touch sound effects or add echo separately. It's a song made purely with real skill and effort, which is hard to see in this day and age. It might feel a bit analog, but I don't think that's bad."
That's right.
I've told Da-young before, but in today's songs, if you can sing just the bare minimum, you can make it sound plausible with some auto-tune or sound effects, and the mixing done at the end.
That even if the pitch is off, it can be forcibly corrected.
But we were different.
We proceeded with the recording while correcting every single part where we made a mistake with raw vocals.
Some might see it as a foolish act that was only done in the early 2000s, but...
"I'm so looking forward to the live performance. And I'm just grateful to the kids who put in this much effort."
This time, I was especially grateful to Da-young and Hee-ju.
Neither of them showed it, but at first, they were kids who didn't even know the 'A' of singing.
But now, they had become confident 'singers' who could secure at least 100 spectators even if they suddenly went out to the street and busked.
-♪♬♪♬
Listening to the finished song repeatedly, I felt excited and wanted to dance.
It was the same for the kids who recorded it themselves.
Even Hee-ju, who rarely expresses herself, was shaking her shoulders slightly and burying her head in my shoulder.
Thud. Thud. Thud-.
"I need to find a choreography director and a music video director for this quickly."
"I want to see it soon, too. The sight of the Always kids dancing to this song."
"You can look forward to it. It's going to be a huge hit."
Watching the sun rise in the distance, it felt like it was ending on a heartwarming note.
"Composer-nim, you've worked hard too. In the case of this album, it'll probably be a mini-album rather than a full-length album, so you'll have to produce 3 or 4 more songs in the future. Since you've produced 1 song this quickly, please rest a little."
"Ah. About that."
"Yes? Yes."
Unintentionally, the number of empty energy drink cans in the corner caught my eye.
It was crazy when I visited yesterday, but it had increased even more in that short time.
In reality, Kim Gi-bok was in a state of near-death, as if he would collapse to the side if someone just blew a breath of wind.
"Watching the kids record with unbelievable stamina without resting, the inspiration for the second song is already swirling in my head. From what I see, if I look at the Always kids, I think I can make at least 8 songs. Enough to go into a full-length album."
"Composer-nim?"
"Even now, if you guys leave, I've already turned on the staff paper and computer because I want to work right away."
"H-hey? You should be resting right now."
"No. It's okay. I can't sleep even if I lie down like this. I'll wake up in between because I want to make songs even in my dreams."
"C-Composer-nim!! You'll really die if you do that!"
Perhaps one of the reasons we succeed isn't because of this human's death, is it?
A composer who made a name for himself in the underground.
He discovered the light at the end, ground his life away, left behind a song of the surface world, and passed away.
Something like that in a news headline.
"Ah. Honestly, I think I might die, but it's a bit shameless of a request, but that's why, before I go, I was wondering if I could also receive that Team Leader-nim's stretching."
I let out a gasp at the truly unexpected words.
The kids who were about to leave behind me were all looking back and forth between me and Kim Gi-bok.
"Oh my."
"Kya."
"Hmm."
"No."
I gave each of the kids a chestnut on the head and said,
"I'm sorry. That. It's a women-only stretching."
"Ah."
At that moment, Kim Gi-bok, who had reached the limit of his limits, collapsed forward and muttered.
"That's a shame."
Thump-.
Even so, as if leaving a dying message, he showed the title of the sheet music he had been holding in his hand until just a moment ago.
[Endless]
[Without an end.]
A title that looked heavy just by looking at it.
It wouldn't happen that the debut title track would end up being five, would it?
That would be a truly unprecedented crazy thing.
"Let's go out first. So the composer-nim can sleep comfortably."
"Yes!"
"And I'll find the choreography director myself, so you guys practice as usual for the time being and repeat the songs. So that you can pop out at any moment."
"Oh, right. Team Leader-nim."
Da-young, who got on the carnival, asked in a serious voice.
"Honestly, I can handle the singing somehow, but please, really, go easy on the choreography. I'm not confident in choreography. I'm still getting scolded in dance lessons alone."
I nodded my head.
"Of course. The singing is this intense, would I find someone with intense choreography? Don't worry. I promised, didn't I? I said I wouldn't do the dancing that intensely? I have a conscience, you know."
"Phew. That's a relief."
It wasn't just Da-young who let out a sigh of relief; Se-ri also nodded.
"If we happen to debut successfully, I don't know how many stages we'll have to run, so it would be a big deal if the choreography is intense."
Returning to the dorm, I asked Novel.
"It doesn't have to be Korea. Search for someone famous for choreographing the most intense choreography in the world."
[Huh?]