Chapter 168
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 168
Chapter Title: Bound in the Closet
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In the pitch-black darkness where nothing was visible.
Kim Hee-na no longer wanted to cum.
"Haa... It feels too good... So... So-in-nim. Heena's cumming again... cumming again..."
Mmmph... mmmph... mmmph...
The low-noise egg vibrator buried deep inside her pussy.
Until he set her free, all she could do was helplessly accept the waves of pleasure.
"Se... Semi came first... Th-thank goodness... If she saw me like thiiiis... nooo..."
After sending the utterly exhausted Semi home, So-in spoke up.
(Hee-na, want to play with me a little longer?)
This came right after she'd been hung upside down, enduring repeated humiliating orgasms.
She wanted to refuse the offer, but the bondage suit he pulled out tempted her.
(This thing? It's a bondage suit designed to completely immobilize a woman. Pretty wild, right? And get this—you can even hang from it.)
A restraint that bent both legs into a U-shape and locked them in place with the neck. It left only her pussy and breasts exposed. Then her hands were bound behind her back, rendering her utterly helpless.
(Wouldn't it be a shame for Hee-na to leave just like that? Let's play a bit more. We'll add your favorite nose hook and mask. Oh, and a ball gag, of course?)
Unlike regular clothes, this was a thin material that clung from ankles to neck.
(It suits you perfectly. If the guys saw Hee-na like this, you'd be even more popular. Confessions would pour in.)
Now fully restrained, she was hung inside the closet like a piece of clothing.
(I've got an extra gift for you too. Pink's popular, right?)
The pink vibrating eggs stuffed into her pussy teased her sensitive spots. Four pink cords trailed from her pussy opening to the vibration switches fixed to the bondage suit.
(Have a good time. You look so happy, Hee-na. It really suits you.)
Creak.
Han So-in shut the closet door, leaving her there.
Mmmph... mmmph... mmmph...
What if she hadn't listened to him? Hee-na drooled pussy juice amid profound helplessness and pleasure. After dozens of orgasms, her hypersensitive pussy was assaulted once more.
"Haa... haaa... hngg... N-nothing... I can do... anything... mmph! At least... the ball gag... hnggg! The egg's too... vibration too muuuch... Just one... juuust oneee... take it out pleeease—ah! F-four's too many... too maaaany... haaah—ngh!"
This bondage suit was different from the one she'd worn while hanging upside down. A black latex outfit covering her from neck to ankles. She'd even been made to wear black gloves and high heels. In that state, her legs spread wide in a V, she hung limply from the closet rod.
"So... stuffy. It's so stuffy but it feels too good... Pl-please... take just one egg out of my pussy... So-in-nim... I'll be good... promise... From now on, I'll wear whatever bondage suit you tell me to. Please... So-in-nim... pleeease... It's too tight... I wanna move. My pussy... pussy stop... stop cumming. Again... haaah... cumming agaaain... cuuuuming—ngh!"
A glossy black latex pervert bitch. Pussy juice dripped from her exposed hole. How long would she stay bound like this? The helpless despair only amplified her fetish. Fear and pleasure. She grew more obedient to his words. The terror of being hung upside down and the ecstasy he granted were reshaping her.
"Haa... I'm gonna turn weird... r-real... ah! Gonna turn weeeird—ngh!"
Bang bang bang bang.
Someone pounded on Han So-in's door. Anxiety mixed with pleasure surged through her.
If anyone opened the closet, Kim Hee-na's college life would be over. Maybe her whole future too.
"Bondage... the restraint feels so good... th-that... ah... No one's coming in, right? Just passing by... haaah..."
Even if they opened the closet, would they recognize this pervert bitch as Kim Hee-na?
A woman in a latex mask with a nose hook, limply squirting pussy juice.
Complete with black gloves on her hands and high heels on her feet.
An undeniable pervert slut.
Bang bang bang bang.
(Hey, Han So-in.)
A familiar voice from somewhere.
She pictured the pretty, rude underclasswoman she'd clashed egos with.
"Seo... Seo Mi-na... no... n-no... mmph—ngh..."
If she opened the closet, Hee-na would never defy her again.
Kim Hee-na's supposedly hanging in a bondage suit in the closet.
If that rumor spread, her dreams of a big corporation were done. College life too.
"D-don't open it... So-in-nim... if... if they see me like this... I... I can't fight Seo Mi-na anymore... haaah... the vibration... the vibrators too much... just one of the four... haaaah... Seo Mi-na... send her away... I... I've already shown Senior Semi this ugly side... st-stop... too tight... my whole body's too tight... at least... take off the heels... haaaah—ngh!"
Clunk.
(Huh? Mi-na, what brings you here?)
Her hopes shattered miserably. The door opened. She heard So-in inviting Seo Mi-na inside.
(Come on in. Your outfit looks cute today, Mi-na.)
"Nooo... g-gonna get caught... in... in this situation... if she finds out... wh-what'll I do... she'll know I'm a slut who loves getting ruined... ooh! If underclassman Seo Mi-na finds out... haaah... it'll spread to Hee-da... maybe even Mom... if she finds out... I... I didn't grow up like this... I told everyone sex with guys doesn't interest me... haaaah—mph!"
Drip... drip... drip...
Pussy juice leaked between the pink egg cords. How had she been born with this fetish? She cursed herself while smiling uncontrollably.
"It feels too good. Being helpless like this... tied up by So-in-nim... too good... I'm gonna go mad from the pleasure. If she catches me like this... my life... my life'll end... haaaah—ngh..."
A one-year contract.
It was supposed to end after a year, but every time she met Han So-in, she started hoping for more.
What made him different from other men? How could he turn her into such a pervert?
(I've never ignored you when you said come over, have I? Skipping an insertion today would be ridiculous.)
Seo Mi-na's voice. From the woman with sky-high pride.
A perverse, unbelievable order to check her anal expansion.
(At this level... normal girls would never allow anal expansion like this... You know that, right? I'm only doing it because it's me. Be grateful.)
The perverse conversation heightened her pleasure. She couldn't grasp the details. That pretty, arrogant underclasswoman... getting her asshole expanded and inspected by So-in.
(Hmph. Just answer your calls properly. How many girls do you think do everything you ask besides me? If there's someone who treats you better than I do, tell me. Not that there is.)
From Seo Mi-na's tone, Hee-na realized it.
(You always follow through... No. I can do better than her, no question. What do you take me for? Of course, I won't lose in a fight either.)
The underclasswoman who never yielded a word to Hee-na was now offering her asshole for inspection and perverse seduction to So-in. Desperate to be his first slave. His primary woman.
"Haaah... If... if Seo Mi-na becomes a higher-rank slave than me... th-then... haaah—ngh."
Semi-senior spreading her pussy naked in front of her, introducing herself. The future where she'd spread her own pussy under Seo Mi-na's foot, begging for affection—it flashed in her mind.
As she stifled her moans, an ominous voice rang out.
(Any other girls come by lately? Smells nice. Not regular shampoo—perfume. The kind to impress guys. Seems to lead toward the closet...)
"Ah... no. D-don't open it."
Thud.
The sound of Seo Mi-na leaning against the closet. If she opened the door, it was over.
She'd see the pervert slut conquered by her fetishes and lust, collapsed on the floor.
"Ah... pl-please... don't open... stop... if you open it now... So-in-nim... my... my life'll end. Please... don't open... aaah—ngh! Cumming... cummiiing agaaaain!"
Squirt.
Separated from Seo Mi-na by just one door, she squirted pussy juice pathetically. Only now did Hee-na realize it. No matter how she struggled, all she could do was twitch her fingers and cum shamefully in her immobilized state.
Even if her life fell apart or ended, all she could do was squirt endlessly.
Overwhelming helplessness.
Even in a situation where her life might end.
Unable to do a thing.
It drove Hee-na's fetish to the extreme.
"Feels... so weird... feels too... too goooood—aaah—ngh!"
Her cursed fetish kept surging. No other woman would feel pleasure in this situation. But she grew insanely aroused. Her spine and pussy tingled; her nipples felt electrified with ecstasy. Drool poured from the ball gag as she came again.
"D-don't wanna cum... So-in-nim... again... cummiiing agaaaain—haaaah—mph!"
Squirt.
She squirted once more.
(You still meeting that senior? Name was... Hee-na, right?)
(She's super pretty. Great figure too. Probably top-tier wife material... even better than Hee-na. What do you think?)
Her name was spoken aloud.
To Seo Mi-na's question, she could do nothing. She could only pray Han So-in would mercifully save her from this endless pleasure.
Infinite ecstasy. Her brain marinated in pleasure.
Finally, Hee-na realized it.
She was already addicted to bondage play.
Pussy juice gushed out. She truly felt it now—she'd become that kind of woman.
Han So-in was starting to feel more and more like her Master.