Chapter 29
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 29
Chapter Title: Please Do It
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Kim Hee-na had climaxed hard.
They couldn't keep masturbating forever in the fitting room of the adult store, so they cleaned up.
He bought all the toys they'd used.
"Come again. Thank you for shopping."
With a warm send-off from the blonde clerk, So-in and Hee-na stepped out of the store.
She hadn't said a word the entire time they were leaving the shop.
Latex outfit, gas mask, and masturbation on top of it all.
Her ears flushed bright red—a sight even So-in had never seen before.
'Her profile is seriously pretty, Hee-na.'
While So-in admired her,
they reached the bottom of the stairs, and the city street came into view.
"Ah. Hee-na!"
She bolted at full speed.
::
Hee-na?
So-in couldn't catch up to Hee-na as she fled at full speed.
'Ugh, I'm a guy, but slower than a girl at running...'
He cursed his pathetic body and sent a few messages.
Hee-na??
Hee-na didn't reply.
'Did I go too far today...? What do I do?'
Seeing Hee-na—who had been so obedient—run off left So-in a bit anxious.
'Have I been getting too cocky lately because things have been going my way...'
Making her wear that perverted outfit and masturbate in humiliation. In public, no less.
'Didn't expect her to run, though...'
With those dark thoughts, he slumped into a corner at the bus stop.
'She seemed to like the bondage, at least...'
Kim Hee-na. Sexual Fetish: Bondage(2)
Obedience hadn't gone up, but he'd confirmed Bondage had risen from 1 to 2.
'So the number after is the level, huh.'
He pictured her, more aroused than usual, shoving the masturbation toys in deep. It eased his mind a little.
'She seemed to really enjoy it, right? Or was she rushing just because it was hard?'
For something forced, she'd jammed the toys in at a pretty furious pace.
'Yeah? Or no? Ugh, who knows.'
While he trudged along, guessing at Hee-na's feelings, a message arrived.
'Hee-na?'
Hello. I wanted to hear more about that thing we talked about before... Can we talk on the phone?
It was a message from Hee-seon, the F-cup milk jug.
'I said I'd call her, but she must need the money.'
Not from Hee-na, but not a bad contact either.
Yes, I'll call you soon.
He organized his thoughts, considering what might convince her.
He took a deep breath and picked up his phone.
(Hello? Yes, Hee-seon?)
At So-in's words, she cut straight to the chase.
(Um... I wanted to hear what kind of work it is.)
(It's... something I only introduce to more open-minded people...)
She was advancing fast. A bit flustered, but he said what he needed to.
(Is it nude modeling?)
(Yes, it is. But the pay is good. Someone else had it booked, but they flaked.)
With her massive tits, the client would be fine paying big.
(I see...)
(I'm on my way back from a 4-million-won shoot right now. Most women can't handle this kind of thing.)
(4 million won?)
He tossed out the high figure casually.
(Yes. A bit embarrassing, but if you're interested, want me to send a sample?)
(...Yes.)
So-in pulled up his gallery and sent the photo he'd just taken.
A bit mischievously.
'Well, a mom has the right to know about her daughter's college life.'
[Photo]
A woman in a perverted latex outfit with holes exposing her breasts and pussy. Gas mask on her face, legs spread wide in a squat, pussy on full display.
'It's your daughter, though.'
Her nipples were erect to the limit, clamped with clips and bells dangling from them.
Hee-seon could never imagine the star of this filthy, humiliating, perverted photo was her own daughter, Hee-na.
(This one's a bit much for me...)
(I agree, so the job for you is just regular nude modeling. She's wearing a coat too.)
(Ah, not this extreme, then.)
She might refuse, so he hurriedly backpedaled.
(Yes, just standard model shots. And the woman in this photo is a total perv who loves this stuff. You've never seen anyone like her before, right?)
(...Yeah, it's... pretty perverted...)
(And she acts like a proper lady around her friends, apparently.)
Gas mask on, squatting with pussy spread, nipples erect—a total pervert. Hee-seon never suspected it was her daughter.
'What kind of upbringing makes someone that perverted...'
She clicked her tongue, dismissing her own daughter as a poorly raised pervert.
(The job I'm offering you is standard nude modeling. Forget this photo and delete it from your phone, please.)
(Yes, of course.)
She might recognize her own daughter if she looked too long.
(Okay, think it over and let me know when you've decided.)
So-in pocketed his phone and reflected on what he'd done.
'Even so, showing her daughter's perv pics might've been too much.'
Too late to undo it, so he considered messaging the fleeing Hee-na.
'Nah, feels like she won't reply even if I do...'
Of course, he could use his ability to force a reply, but he couldn't guarantee their relationship would survive.
What was done was done.
'Can't do anything about Hee-na until she contacts me... So what now...'
He recalled what was listed in Song Hee-seon's status.
Song Hee-seon. Obedience Level(2). To raise Song Hee-seon's Obedience Level to (3), Kim Hee-na's Obedience Level(2) is required.
'Looks like related people are linked somehow.'
Thinking of Song Hee-seon's massive breasts, So-in wandered along.
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9 AM class.
It was group presentation day.
'Pretty. Unlike her personality.'
Seo Mi-na presenting while viewing the PPT was a goddess in every way.
Though she was thinking something else entirely.
'Why is this material so... perfect? For a freshman?'
The data and PPT So-in had given her were beyond freshman level. Seo Mi-na suspected he'd outsourced to a pro.
"That concludes Group 3's presentation."
The professor and students clapped as the presentation ended.
'The quality is unreal. Did Han So-in really make this?'
A bit embarrassed, Seo Mi-na bowed and wrapped up.
(Wow, Seo Mi-na's presentation was amazing. Her entrance scores weren't that good, were they?)
(Jealous. What's her flaw?)
Playing the good girl, she slowly took her seat.
"You did amazingly well, right? Mi-na?"
"This is my level. Seems someone forgets that sometimes."
Class ended, and students packed up.
So-in pulled a small parcel from his bag and handed it to her.
"For doing the presentation and all. A gift."
"...Makes me uneasy."
Seo Mi-na, fully afflicted with So-in distrust syndrome, took the box but stood holding it warily.
"If you like it, send a pic later."
"...What's this?"
"Open it and see."
After most students left,
she opened the parcel from So-in, peeked inside, and slammed it shut.
"What the hell, you pervert."
Inside was an anal plug slightly larger than the anal beads they'd used before.
The problem was,
"Is his brain pickled in those thoughts?"
The anal plug was transparent and thin—once inserted, it would expose everything inside completely.
"... ."
::
Luxury SUV. So-in had rented a larger car today.
To pick up Song Hee-seon.
'Meeting at school would be risky.'
He drove familiarly to the spot. Even from afar, her massive breasts were obvious.
'Silhouette alone makes her a goddess.'
Hee-seon arrived at the meeting spot, makeup done, and got in the car. Different bra? Her huge breasts looked even bigger than usual.
'Just sitting next to them gets me excited.'
As the car moved, her breasts jiggled. So-in stole glances.
'This is true bliss.'
Watching those massive tits bounce nonstop, So-in realized men were helpless before such overwhelming breasts.
'How many guys have gone all-in on money and time just to touch them once...'
She was that alluring. To distract himself, So-in spoke up.
"The shoot's in an abandoned village—no people around, so no big worries. Some exposure, though."
"Okay, thank you."
After highway and country roads, an abandoned village appeared.
The spot he'd promised her—perfect for such a shoot.
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Broken windows, desks cleared out—inside the abandoned school classroom, Song Hee-seon tried to hide her excitement.
"Change into this first for the shoot."
Behind the screen So-in had set up, Hee-seon changed into a swimsuit. Her huge breasts made the explicit shape obvious.
'A bit... nipple outlines are sexy, but it's a shoot.'
Telling herself it was work, she stepped in front of the camera in the swimsuit that clearly showed her nipple marks.
"Yes, good. Just drape the long coat over you there. Yeah, casually."
Click. Click. The tight swimsuit clung, revealing pussy outline and areola marks clearly.
The sharp cameltoe added to the shame.
"Spread your legs a bit."
Hee-seon posed as So-in directed, modeling away.
So-in ogled her body freely, snapping shots.
'Man, her tits are so big, my eyes keep going there.'
Swollen nipples and areolas on those taut massive breasts—enough to rush blood to his cock just looking.
Time to change outfits, he thought.
"Next, this one. You're a natural, great poses for a first-timer."
"Thanks. You're leading well..."
Changing into the next, Hee-seon hesitated before stepping out. High-leg bikini swimsuit. Way too revealing—the fabric so skimpy it showed her outer labia and even let her mound peek out.
'This is a little...'
Her breasts were no better—the tiny cloth barely covered the centers, leaving the rest exposed.
'If it covered the underboob, it'd be less embarrassing...'
She struggled to keep her mound from slipping out—a little movement, and it peeked, giving a perverted vibe.
"Sorry, this feels too embarrassing."
"Ah, if it's a bit too sexy-exposed, we edit it out in post. Don't worry."
"Really?"
"Yeah, computer tech these days makes it seamless."
After hesitating, she emerged, body lightly covered by a coat.
Pussy and tits squeezed obscenely.
"Yes, drop the coat."
Something told her dropping it would change things with him forever, but she couldn't back out now.
'I asked for this. If I say I can't...'
Steeling herself, Hee-seon slowly untied the coat's belt.
Thinking it was irreversible now,
she revealed her perverted outfit and body to So-in.