The Counterattack
“Ugh… This is the worst…”
Inside the bathroom.
Jieun sat on the toilet, her face flushed bright red as she muttered to herself.
In the end, she had been pounded again and again until dawn.
First in the bathtub, then on the balcony attached to the bathroom, and after that on the bed.
Just from what she could remember, she had been creampied at least eight times.
All of it in the back.
Thanks to that, at least the chance of getting pregnant with that man’s child had vanished.
“How much is still coming out…?”
She had been sitting on the toilet for over five minutes, yet the fluid kept leaking out.
The semen that man had pumped inside her.
She didn’t even need to look. The sensation brushing against the folds of her ass was enough to tell.
Every drop was thick, elastic, and springy.
The texture that only appeared when it was loaded with a massive amount of sperm.
If that much had been poured into the front instead of the back, pregnancy would have been guaranteed on the spot.
At the same time, it was astonishing.
Eight ejaculations, and still this much.
When she had been a man, even once wouldn’t have produced this volume.
Realizing she had unconsciously compared herself, Jieun shook her head violently.
What on earth was she thinking?
But she couldn’t deny it.
In certain aspects, he was clearly superior.
“Jieun, why are you taking so long? Are you constipated? The room checkout time is almost up. If it’s going to take forever, should we just book it for another day?”
“I’ll be out soon!”
It was all because of her senior.
Jieun grumbled under her breath, blaming him, then flushed the toilet.
A powerful stream of water immediately shot up from below and drenched her ass.
“Kyaa?! Ahng♥”
Her back-pussy was still sensitive from last night’s afterglow. When the strong jet struck it, Jieun let out a lewd cry in surprise.
“B-Bidet?! Why does this place have such unnecessarily good facilities?! Th-That feeling just now… what was that…?”
Jieun muttered in confusion.
She reached back and lightly touched her semen-and-water-soaked back entrance, only to flinch and tremble at the immediate reaction.
“I… I have to wipe it…♥”
She tore off several sheets from the nearby toilet paper roll, crumpled them in her hand, and brought them behind her.
Then she began rubbing the thoroughly soaked back-pussy.
She told herself she was just wiping, but the motion was closer to caressing.
“Haang♥ Eh…♥ Heet…♥ Ahaa…♥”
Her lips parted slightly and her tongue danced inside her mouth.
Every time her back-pussy and the surrounding area were touched, it felt as if someone were gently stroking her clitoris—like her pleasure sensors had malfunctioned.
No, perhaps even more than that.
Lost in the pleasure, Jieun forgot what she had been trying to do and kept thrusting her fingers into her back-pussy.
Rub rub rub.
Squelch squelch squelch.
“Hwaaaang♥”
Only after climaxing twice right there on the toilet did Jieun finally regain her senses and leave the bathroom.
***
“Did you enjoy the date, Jieun?”
The grueling date transaction had finally ended. On the way back, just before parting in front of the station, her senior spoke.
“…Not really.”
Jieun replied coldly.
Semen was still flowing from behind.
She pressed one hand against her ass, trying to keep it from leaking as much as possible.
If she dripped this everywhere on the way home, someone would notice immediately.
“Seeing you act so cold makes me sad.”
At those words, Jieun felt a slight pang of guilt.
Why? It was obviously just empty words.
“…Then you should’ve treated me better from the start.”
“I guess I should. Can I get a kiss before we part?”
Her senior approached and placed a hand on her cheek.
When their eyes met, her heart began to pound.
“…You’re going to force it with some excuse even if I refuse anyway.”
Kang-hyeok smiled crookedly at her sulky retort.
“You know me well. It’s about time you did. Resistance is meaningless. It only gives me more excuses. From my perspective, it’s actually harder to deal with when you accept everything obediently.”
She hated to admit it, but he was right.
At least, that was what Jieun thought.
Every attempt she had made to resist had only provoked his decisions.
All of them had failed and driven her into the worst possible outcomes.
Maybe doing nothing at all would have been better.
Jieun thought this without realizing that accepting defeat so readily was not like her at all.
Without knowing that this very psychological change was caused by the man in front of her.
The more she acknowledged defeat, the more she lost the will to resist, the easier it became for him to control her.
That was exactly what Kang-hyeok was aiming for.
“…I already told you. I have no intention of giving you my heart.”
“Even though you’ve already given him your entire body.”
Kang-hyeok spoke as if reminding her once again that she had been defeated and had failed.
Jieun glared at him with displeasure.
Then, when his lips were offered, she obediently accepted them and kissed him.
A lewd French kiss with tongues intertwined right in the middle of the station.
She was even drooling, and between her legs, liquid from the man’s cock was dripping down visibly.
It was no surprise that people’s gazes were drawn to them.
Feeling everyone’s eyes on her, Jieun’s face turned red.
But she couldn’t reject the man in front of her or pull away.
She could, but she couldn’t.
If she went against him, she had no idea what would happen to her next.
“Your tongue work isn’t bad. If I teach you how to suck later, you’ll be amazing.”
After a long moment, her senior pulled his lips away and spoke.
Jieun answered with a glare instead of words.
In truth, the moment she heard it, she had briefly imagined it.
The sight of herself sucking her senior’s cock.
What would his cock taste like?
Without thinking, she licked her lips.
***
After returning home, Jieun struggled for a long time explaining away her newly dyed hair and tanned skin.
Fortunately, because she had lived her entire life as a model student without causing trouble, her parents dismissed her sudden change as “just blowing off steam.”
At least the tattoos on her body had been covered by clothing, so they hadn’t been discovered. If they had, things wouldn’t have ended so easily.
It was the first time she had ever lied to her parents.
Moreover, the more she talked, the more it felt like she was defending her senior.
But she had no choice. If they learned the truth, her parents would definitely get angry and force her to break things off with him.
And if that happened, that wicked man might really do something to her parents.
Yes. This wasn’t for that man.
It was for her parents. To protect her family.
Jieun desperately made excuses and justified her actions.
A few days later, Monday.
When Jieun arrived at school for her morning lecture, she felt sharp, piercing gazes directed at her.
She tried to ignore them.
It was understandable.
Showing up with tanned skin, bleached blonde hair, and earrings on top of that—anyone would stare.
She had managed to hide the tattoos with clothes, but the skin and hair color were the problem.
It would probably take at least several months to return to her old appearance.
And even that would only be possible if she escaped that man’s grasp.
“Haa…”
Jieun let out a deep sigh.
Then she suddenly flinched and looked behind her.
Around this time, her senior would usually approach and talk to her.
But strangely, he didn’t appear today.
Maybe he had a free period. That would be nice.
While walking with a nervous heart, Jieun noticed a crowd gathered nearby and tilted her head.
“What’s going on? Did something happen?”
She mixed into the crowd and approached the bulletin board.
There, photos of a familiar man and woman taken at a familiar location were posted.
They were naked, bodies intertwined.
Although their faces and private parts were all mosaicked, making it hard to identify them, the location and atmosphere alone were enough for Jieun to recognize immediately.
It was the motel they had gone to during their date with her senior.
“Uh… Why…?!”
Jieun’s face turned deathly pale as she muttered.
“Who is that?”
“Dunno. Maybe someone printed out a screenshot from porn and stuck it up?”
“Look at those tits. Damn, that’s hot.”
Fortunately, it seemed no one recognized them.
Jieun squeezed her eyes shut and hurried away from the spot as if fleeing.
While walking, she suddenly felt dizzy and staggered.
Nausea rose to her throat. Her legs trembled and all the blood seemed to drain from her body.
Eventually, Jieun went somewhere without people, collapsed to her knees, and sobbed quietly.
***
“Senior!”
The place she finally found her senior was an empty lot behind the campus.
A spot with benches and a vending machine for resting.
But most students used it as a secret smoking area.
After all, few people would bother coming all the way out here just to rest.
Professors and school staff never came either, making it almost the only place on campus that escaped the strict no-smoking surveillance.
“How did you know I was here, Jieun? You here to smoke too?”
Her senior asked, holding out the cigarette in his hand.
“I’m fine! More importantly, Senior—the photos on the bulletin board… You did that, didn’t you?”
“Yeah. So what?”
Contrary to her expectations, he admitted it readily.
“Uh… Why…?”
“Because it’s a waste to keep something that good to myself. Shouldn’t we share nice things? Don’t worry. I made sure to cover everything so your identity wouldn’t be exposed.”
“That’s not the problem!”
Jieun couldn’t hold back and shouted.
“Jieun. If you yell like that, it puts me in a bad mood. Want me to just release the video instead?”
Her senior’s face instantly turned cold as he spoke.
“There’s… a video too?”
“Sometimes I wonder if you’re stupid or just naive. If there are photos, why wouldn’t there be a video?”
Just as he said, if secretly taking photos was possible, there was no reason a video couldn’t exist.
“…Please delete them. I’m begging you.”
If she said that, she would be indebted to him.
She knew that, but Jieun had no choice but to say it.
“You’ve gotten pretty clever. Did you think I’d just do whatever you asked if you said that?”
“Then what the hell do you want?!”
Jieun finally exploded.
“Hmm… How about this? Go on another date with me.”
“Are you crazy? You want me to endure that again?”
“If you don’t want to, then don’t.”
Jieun glared at the shameless man in front of her.
For a moment, a thought crossed her mind.
Even if she refused here, maybe he wouldn’t actually release the video.
Because doing so would mean losing his best blackmail material.
He would definitely want to use that “weapon” to negotiate the most favorable terms for himself.
So she shouldn’t simply give in to his threats either.
If she showed that she wasn’t affected, the one who would become anxious would be that man.
“…Do whatever you want. I’m sick of being toyed with by you.”
Jieun said that and turned away with a composed expression.
She would no longer let herself be at his mercy—she made that firm resolution.