Chapter 148
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 148
Chapter Title: When Even Achievements and Names Reveal the Truth
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Could she really say it in front of Hee-na and Hee-da—that she was indeed the woman from the rumors?
"So-in, you first. Have a drink."
The table they had chosen was a frame designed to restrain a woman. They dragged over chairs, set drinks and snacks atop it, and began drinking.
'This feels so strange...'
Hee-seon imagined the drinking setup being cleared away at any moment, herself laid out on it and mocked. Even if the woman right in front of her, whom she'd just met, looked at her with contempt—with a single word from So-in, she'd strip naked and carry out the most humiliating commands.
"That's why women who sign contracts like that are..."
The glasses made a few rounds. The two women's faces began to flush red. The conversation started innocently enough but gradually veered toward lewder topics. Every object around them sparked perverse fantasies.
"It's boring, So-in. Wanna try this with me?"
Semi spoke as she slipped her wrists into the restraints on the X-shaped frame propped against the wall.
"Usually, you tie someone here and start off spanking their ass. Got it, So-in?"
With the alcohol buzzing through her, she uttered words she never should have. Her mounting arousal and the booze robbed her of any control over her desires.
"There are paddles here too. Guess you spank with these. Should I give your ass a smack?"
Playfully,
Smack. Smack.
Light punishment landed on Semi's ass as she pressed her chest against the frame and raised her arms. It was meant to be nothing more than a joke, but the atmosphere shifted palpably.
"Being tied up like this is kinda fun... Gotta try the ankles too..."
Semi fitted her arms and legs into the restraints at every corner of the frame, spreading them wide in full restraint. She rationalized it as just a game.
"When a woman does this, isn't it basically begging for a spanking?"
"I'm not that kind of woman."
"Then let's see."
Smack.
The paddle came down a touch harder on her ass, carrying a heavier thud. She'd planned to brush it off as a joke, but the words stuck in her throat. That single spank from a man had her nipples—and even her clit—standing fully erect.
"This is... pretty, fun, huh. Hee-seon, wanna give it a try?"
To conceal her perverse excitement, she freed herself from the restraints and returned. Her blatantly erect nipples left no doubt—she was aroused—and the other two couldn't help but notice.
"Me?"
"Yeah, it's pretty... fun..."
Semi avoided looking her straight in the eye. Hee-seon followed her gaze. To her own chest. Unlike Semi, who hadn't taken a spanking from the frame yet, she was already the picture of an aroused masochist.
The two women had no choice but to realize they were both getting off on this perversion. Shame welled up in them simultaneously as women. It was as good as confessing outright that they were the type to get excited by such things.
Hee-seon wanted to refuse the invitation. She'd already struggled to contain her arousal watching the other woman get spanked. Mere light taps on that small ass—tap. Tap.—had her pussy slick beyond measure. She might completely lose it right there, in front of another woman.
She might put on a live demonstration of being a masochist.
"I'm f-fine..."
"How about it, Hee-seon?"
She would have turned down anyone else. The problem was that it came from the man she'd sworn obedience to, asked with a smile.
Memories flooded back: naked, forehead pressed to the floor, declaring her humiliating submission. Surrendering to him utterly bare.
(Playing around with another woman, then getting stuffed as a substitute fuckhole. Like a toy.)
Her entire body prickled with pleasure.
'It's gonna get found out. You're done for, Hee-seon. The girl at the same university as your daughters is gonna discover what kind of woman you are... and the rumors will spread...'
The path she must never take beckoned her.
Rumors would spread. And she'd be destroyed as a mother.
Squelch.
Sticky pussy juices rubbed together, leaking fluids. Her masochistic tendencies surged, amplifying the pleasure. The road to ruin always brought an unbearable sexual thrill.
"Semi did it, so... I'll try once too... It's just for fun anyway..."
She rose from her seat. Her thin top had already broadcast her nipples' full erection to everyone. In a state where she couldn't even protest being called a pervert, she secured her wrists to the frame. The tight skirt prevented her from spreading her legs, so So-in spoke up.
"Can't spread your legs, so just stick out your ass then."
His command made Hee-seon tremble. In front of another woman, she bent at the waist and thrust out her ass. The taut skirt stretched even tighter, outlining her ass and panties perfectly. Even the shape of her pussy mound showed through.
Ears burning red, Hee-seon awaited her punishment. She wasn't fully aware of her condition—only that her pussy mound felt unbearably slick.
Hee-seon's rear view, with her mound so clearly outlined, was utterly pathetic. Pussy juices leaked in real time, the wet spot on her skirt growing by the second. It was shameful enough to embarrass the onlookers—she was gushing like a faucet.
"Alright then. With an ass that plump, lift it a bit higher."
The skirt-soaked pussy mound. The paddle struck right there—precisely where it dripped with her fluids.
Smack.
The sound differed from when he'd spanked Semi's ass. The paddle had hit both ass and mound at once.
"You okay, Hee-seon?"
"Y-yes... Yesss..."
Her ass shuddered. Moments later, even more pussy juice gushed from her mound. Anyone watching from behind would know.
That she was leaking nonstop from the pussy smack.
She should have refused his suggestion, Hee-seon thought. But it ended with just one hit. Her mind reeled, impossible to compose herself. Tied up for blatant ass punishment in front of another woman.
Pussy juice kept seeping out. It didn't even feel like her body anymore. This lowbrow pleasure she'd suppressed for so long. Stronger than what she'd felt with her first man.
"One hit feels stingy, so one more."
She tried to tell him no. Even for her, putting on this display in front of another woman was tantamount to proving she was an official masochistic pervert. Everything she'd built would crumble with that single blow.
"N-no... Nnngh...!"
Smack. Before she could finish, So-in brought the paddle down. Aimed squarely at her mound alone. He'd done the very thing she feared most.
Face buried in the frame, she shook all over. The juices spread further, her mound sharpening into focus—even the position of her pussy hole became visible.
"I, I'll stop here... Haha..."
Hee-seon yanked her hands free from the restraints and staggered back to her seat. The mood had soured into something strange. Whips, a soft triangular wooden horse, a dog collar. The props hanging around caught her eye.
"More... drinks...? For us. Haha."
Like a lounge girl, Hee-seon poured shots. She couldn't meet Semi's eyes. Pussy punishment right in front of another woman. She'd nearly begged for more.
"A-ah... Y-yes..."
As she accepted the drink, Semi desperately tried to pretend she hadn't noticed the juices. The alcohol hit harder. She needed to snap this weird vibe.
"Shall we try this? What do you think, So-in?"
Eye masks, available for anyone to use.
Semi dramatically grabbed a few and slipped one onto So-in.
"Loser of the drinking game wears this for 30 minutes. Sound good?"
"Nice idea from you, Semi. Then the loser wears these too."
Handcuffs for binding arms behind the back. Ankle cuffs to lock into a kneeling position.
Suddenly, Hee-seon pictured herself caught in the game, fitted with those and bound. Her breasts thrust forward, nipples erect, kneeling there. A defeated masochist turned into a shameful drinking snack.
"Looks fun... I'm in favor."
Hee-seon, who appeared the least likely candidate for such play, voiced her approval. Semi couldn't back out now.
The drinking game began.
The bottle spun wildly on the floor. The two women tensed up.
What if it lands on me?
The bottle's neck halted in front of one woman.
"Ugh."
"Ah~ Semi. Come on over. Wear this for 30 minutes."
Hee-seon had narrowly dodged it. Relief mingled with regret. She had to watch as the restraints were fitted onto Semi right before her eyes.
"Kneel and hands behind your back. Quick."
"Isn't this too tight? I seriously can't move an inch. Junior. Ahh."
"Eye mask too."
In no time, the woman was complete: blindfolded, kneeling, fully restrained. Her arms bound back to her shoulder blades, shamelessly displaying her massive tits. Even Hee-seon blushed watching.
"How's it feel, Semi senior?"
"What..."
She couldn't admit that this moment felt incredible. Her own nipples were undoubtedly erect and visible by now. Amid the shame, that perverse pleasure swelled with the alcohol—a dangerous thrill she wouldn't normally indulge.