Sexual Harassment OK Erotic Dance (3)
The saying goes that even a donkey learns songs after three years.
No matter how much you hate something, if you keep experiencing it steadily, you'll naturally become skilled at it.
That was exactly what Kim Ji-su was doing.
“Good, good! Spread your legs wider and dance!”
Kim Ji-su danced lewdly, spreading her legs wide in front of the ruffians who only thought about filling their own desires.
Today, she danced on the specially prepared pole by the boss.
She hadn't learned professional pole dancing, but it didn't matter. After all, no man had come to see professional pole dancing.
The point was to dance as lewdly, pervertedly, and arousingly as possible.
As if the pole was the man's cock.
She rubbed her pussy on the pole, wrapped her fingers around it as if fucking it, and pretended to insert it between her breasts.
The actions were so crude that even professional pole dancers would be shocked, so embarrassing that it wasn't even dance-worthy, utterly perverted movements.
Kim Ji-su wanted to die from the overwhelming shame. These actions were so far from the elegant self she always thought she was.
“I didn't come to university paying a high tuition fee just to do something like this!”
Kim Ji-su thought about her glamorous career woman life she dreamed of in school days.
Of course, the reality so far hadn't been much more than that, but at least she could live justifying that she was walking that path.
But now? Now?
She was earning pocket money by spreading her pussy in front of disgusting men. And completely against her will.
She hadn't lived this life until now!
However, despite the screams in her heart, Kim Ji-su's face had a smile plastered on it like a sculpture carved in stone.
Why? Because this was work.
Smiling lewdly and acting coquettish towards the customers was also part of the work.
Whatever the task, it had to be realized.
But there was something even more shameful than having to act coquettish towards the man.
“Yah, pussy juice is squirting this far! This bitch is so horny on stage!”
She had heard the men's sexual harassment so many times she was sick of it.
The fact that this harassment wasn't just teasing but real was what drove Kim Ji-su crazy.
“Why am I getting so sensitive!”
Every time the men's gazes pierced her, Kim Ji-su's pussy, like a shy virgin, blushed and got wet.
With that state, while dancing vigorously shaking her pussy, it was natural that it splashed the men sitting in front.
They might have been scolded for bad service, but there was no one protesting. It was natural because the people who liked this occupied the front seats.
“Me, I'm not some low-class woman who gets excited by such disgusting things!”
Kim Ji-su shouted that to herself as if desperate.
But it was meaningless.
Because thanks to Jeong Chan-ho's setting manipulation, Kim Ji-su had completely become the 'low-class woman' she hated the most.
The stage music sped up.
Kim Ji-su's dance automatically sped up to match.
Again, the men's cheers and sexual harassment intensified to match the dance.
Finally,
“Oohiiiiit!!♥”
Kim Ji-su climaxed with a low, beast-like cry.
She didn't even have a cock inserted, and without touching her own pussy, she produced an orgasm from nothing. The material for the climax was just one thing: the gaze.
“Oh, it's real! I climaxed just from being shown, without doing anything! It's amazing!”
Probably the man's cheer when he realized this was his first time using the erotic dance attraction.
It was surprising.
Women like this perverted bitch were rare even if you searched the world.
Still.
“Me, I'm not a low-class woman... aaaa...”
Kim Ji-su repeated the cry in her mind that no one could hear.
Of course, delusions are free. But besides delusions, Kim Ji-su's work wasn't over yet.
“E, ee. Then our Sex Enter Kim Ji-su's first performance has ended. Ap, applause~”
The erotic dancer scheduled for the third round picked up the microphone and encouraged applause.
Even though she had done it many times, her voice still trembled, seeming far from the excellent MC, but the audience satisfied with the excellent performance clapped as if giving charity.
Next,
“E, then using the intermission for the next performer to prepare, we'll have a talk with Kim Ji-su. E, ee, then everyone, please show the lottery ticket you drew.”
Upon the MC's words, the customers all looked at the number on their drawn lottery ticket with expectant faces.
The MC put his hand into the box next to him, drew a paper slip, checked the number, and shouted.
“Yes, yes! Customer number 69?”
“Yass!”
The customer whose number was called got up from his seat and climbed onto the stage.
The other men looked at that customer with envious eyes and clicked their tongues.
The man who climbed onto the stage scanned the men in the audience once, then lowered his pants with a triumphant expression.
A fine cock appeared, looking decent enough.
The man lay on the wheeled bed prepared in a corner of the stage, erecting his cock and preparing.
On that cock, Kim Ji-su climbed,
“E, then excuse me.”
And took the customer's cock into her pussy in one go, then immediately descended and wrapped it.
The sensation of the thick cock spreading her pussy made her almost climax again, but she forced herself to hold back.
There was no rule that she couldn't hold back,
“M, me, I know I would submit this easily? I'm not some cheap woman.”
It was her own pride.
After all, there was no way that pride would be exposed, and for the man, having the woman go too far on her own would be boring, so it might even be good service.
“E, ee, then from now on, there will be a question time for the customer who drew the lottery. The customer who drew the lottery can ask any question they want until they finish. O, of course, all answers must be answered honestly, so rest assured.”
“Hmm.”
The man took the microphone from the MC and started asking Kim Ji-su with a relaxed face.
“Ah, first, I really want to hear this, how is my cock compared to the men who have fucked you so far?”
It was a question that wouldn't come out unless one was very confident in their own thing.
“Y, you, what are you so proud of!”
Anger rose, but all answers had to be honest. That was the rule.
“Yes, yes. Among the customers' cocks so far, it seems to be the best...”
Even including the boss's, it would be different, but.
With Kim Ji-su's certification, the man proudly raised his arm in a victory pose.
“Right? Ah, my cock is quite good after all. I was ranting that fucking women with this would be great. Ah, but Kim Ji-su, how many times a day do you masturbate? Judging by it, it seems like at least three times a day.”
Laughter came from the audience.
Extreme shame pricked her skin, but she answered honestly.
“Yes, yes! Before, because of sexual frustration, I did it three times a day, but now I hardly do it.”
“Ah, really? Why? Without even touching, just shaking your pussy makes you cum so much that now there's no room for desire to build up?”
“Yes, yes hehe, right! Now, just by performing every day, you cum a few times a day, so no room for desire to build up! So now I don't even masturbate!”
Her face was smiling cheerfully, but inside, she was shedding tears of blood.
The feeling of why I have to endure this was about to burst.
But there was no way to appeal. Then,
“Look♥ at her shaking her pussy. I hope the question time ends soon? She's acting coquettish with her pussy?”
“A, ah... I'm, I'm embarrassed.”
Kim Ji-su squeezed her pussy as much as possible and shot a middle finger.
The question time was until this man finished. So, for now, if she just endured, she could rest for a while.
Or even if she finished, she would have to go down under the audience and be harassed by the men's hands anyway.
“Oh ho, your middle finger technique is quite good? Did you learn this from your boyfriend?”
“I, I haven't really learned from my boyfriend. M, most of it I learned while dealing with customers, and the rest I learned directly from the boss with his cock.”
“Aha, kuku, it seems all the boyfriends were pretty useless, huh? Well, even if you call them boyfriends of a whore, they're all mediocre, right?”
“N, not a whore~ I'm, I'm a Sex Enter.”
She didn't know the exact difference herself.
“What do you mean 'not'!”
The customer's palm slapped Kim Ji-su's side hip with a loud sound.
The sharp sound echoed clearly in the performance hall, and the audience all cheered together.
“Oh? Your pussy clenching seems better? Do you like getting your ass spanked?”
There was no way. Kim Ji-su was a very elegant woman, and she had no such crude hobby of being happy when her ass was spanked by a man.
“Yes, yes! I like it! I like it a lot! Kim Ji-su is a perverted bitch with exhibitionism and masochism!”
But Kim Ji-su said this. Because the words were true.
“You heard, everyone~ Kim Ji-su is a perverted bitch who likes getting her ass spanked~ If this bitch comes down to the audience later and walks around, you all should spank this bitch's ass once! It feels really good!”
The man shouted while repeatedly slapping Kim Ji-su's ass to show off the sound.
The audience looking up at that also laughed and looked at their own palms.
Curious what it felt like. I have to try it once.
Logically, it was impossible.
But here, it was possible anytime. This was the only establishment in Korea where that was allowed.