Chapter 35
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 35
Chapter Title: Please Do It :: Chapter 35
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Inside Lee Ye-rin's apartment. She lay there naked, VR headset on, breathing in ragged gasps.
'She must've cum really hard...'
After forcing her to climax over and over.
Her hands were bound behind her head, her breasts slick with sweat and oil. Her pussy had squirted urine, and her body kept twitching uncontrollably.
'If I get caught filming this, I'm dead...'
He swallowed hard and snapped photos of her perverted state with the camera on silent mode.
Click. Click. Click.
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He quickly saved the files and wiped down her body with a towel.
Even as he blatantly groped her nipples and pussy—her most shameful spots—she only trembled in response.
"Alright, service is over."
Once her body was somewhat cleaned up, So-in removed her VR headset.
'She's completely out of it...'
Her eyes were half-lidded with tears, saliva tangled in her hair.
"Ye-rin?"
"..."
She just kept breathing heavily, unable to respond. So-in considered admiring her body more, but that might get him truly choked out.
"No answer, so I'll clean up elsewhere~."
Her pussy had been finger-fucked to orgasm, squirting piss everywhere. Droplets splattered irregularly across the plastic sheets.
'Leg restraints first...'
He methodically cleaned the oil, fluids, and urine drops while unbinding her restraints.
'...Did I go too far?'
Deep marks from the restraints dug into her wrists and ankles. She'd tensed up hard during her repeated climaxes.
"Okay, service is done now."
He needed to pack the massage bed, but she lay there belly-up, not even bothering to cover her breasts or pussy, just gasping for air.
'Never imagined it'd play out like this...'
So-in had planned to dodge with Please Do It excuses if she got mad or complained.
'She's sweating buckets too.'
He hadn't anticipated her lying there uncovered, just breathing.
'Great view, though.'
An chance to ogle her naked body freely.
"Hey..."
"Gah."
Ye-rin suddenly spoke. So-in hurriedly averted his eyes, pretending to look around the apartment.
"Wh-what?"
"You... coming tomorrow too?"
Huh?
Her reaction threw him off completely.
[Lee Ye-rin. Obedience Level (2)]
He checked again, but her Obedience Level was still 2.
'So... she actually enjoyed it?'
So-in swallowed involuntarily at her question.
'If I say yes... tomorrow I can grope Ye-rin's pussy all I want?'
Free use of a beauty's pussy—every guy's dream.
'Ugh, what to do.'
Accepting might turn him into her massage slave for weeks.
'Fuck Hee-na's pussy first, then come rub Ye-rin's? Double dip?'
He indulged in the forbidden fantasy briefly before snapping out.
'First time a girl's asked for an encore... feels good.'
So-in draped his coat over her body.
"From next time, speak politely with honorifics, and I'll add you to the waitlist. Ma'am."
Massages drained his stamina; daily was impossible.
'Plus freelance work for cash... gotta pay Hee-seon. Sigh.'
Each shoot cost millions in model fees and extras.
'Adult toys too...'
Seo Mi-na's anal plug and Hee-na's items weren't cheap.
"...You loser, been fantasizing about stuff like this?"
"..."
Ignoring her jab, So-in helped her sit up.
Wobble.
Her legs hadn't recovered; she couldn't stand. He supported her to the sofa, then wiped and deflated the massage bed, folding it into the plastic.
"I'm heading out now. Thanks for your business."
His parting words to the tanned blonde beauty.
"..."
As he left the apartment, she called out.
"...See you again."
::
Rolling his aching waist, So-in arrived at the women's dorm.
'Ugh, overdid it rubbing Ye-rin's clit. Shoulder's knotted.'
He pulled out his phone and messaged.
I know you're seeing this. I'm in a hidden spot by the women's dorm. Come here.
If you don't come, I might be disappointed?
His target was set.
He'd almost threatened to leak Hee-na's photos but changed it to avoid souring her mood.
5 minutes. 10. 15. 20.
Waiting in the shadows, So-in wondered if she was ignoring him.
'Should I go?'
As he debated standing, Hee-na appeared, awkward expression, scanning around.
'Knew she'd come.'
Eye contact made. She cleared her throat repeatedly and approached.
"Last time, I just forgot something at the dorm and rushed back."
Fled the adult store in shame.
Obvious to anyone, but So-in played dumb.
"Felt like it."
"...Right?"
"Yeah, dorms have risky stuff if left behind. Like photos."
"...Hmph."
She seemed slightly appeased, checking for passersby. Her profile was captivating.
"What's that?"
Caught staring, So-in hastily offered the box.
"A gift. Thought you'd like it."
"...Something weird again?"
"Kinda weird, but I added stuff you'd enjoy."
"Hmph..."
"I'm leaving now—open it alone later."
He checked for onlookers and turned to go.
"This is pervert stuff again."
"...You don't trust me at all. What do you think I am...?"
"Perverted trash."
"..."
He'd lured her for a gift, then tied and tormented her at the store—not wrong.
"Text you later~"
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Smuggling the box into the women's dorm, Hee-na shut the door and slowly opened it.
'Obviously something perverted...'
A letter sat inside.
Han So-in 24-Hour Rejection Pass.
Use this to block Han So-in from contacting you for 24 hours.
(Very useful)
"This guy..."
She sighed but pocketed the pass—it seemed handy—then opened the next package.
"Ack?!"
The gas mask from the store and new timer handcuffs.
"You bastard."
She flung the note, thinking Of course he'd do this.
::
Using Han So-in's 24-hour rejection pass.
"...Too much."
Back in his studio, So-in checked the message and pouted.
"Using it right away? Rejection pass..."
A deal was a deal—no contact for a day.
"Women's hearts are a mystery..."
Leaning back in his chair, he decided to rest fully today.
'Tomorrow...'
Not seeing the name he'd been hunting, he considered asking Ye-rin.
'Lee Su-bin. Popped up as Ye-rin's Obedience Level 3 prerequisite...'
After making Ye-rin piss herself, raising Lee Su-bin's Obedience Level to 2 would bump Ye-rin's to 3.
'Then I can control Ye-rin's outbursts somewhat.'
Without thinking, he searched "Lee Su-bin".
Lee Su-bin.
XX University Professor.
"?"
A female professor at So-in's university.
::
So-in observed the lecturing professor from afar.
Looks: Pass.
Atmosphere: Slightly melancholic.
Breasts: D-cup. Solid.
Age: 36.
"Hmm..."
Older women were psychologically tough.
'Hee-seon's an angel... heart and tits...'
Su-bin had that classic weary beauty vibe—pretty, but depressive aura.
[Lee Su-bin. Hated Thing: Caffeine]
For Obedience work, So-in shamelessly bought caffeine-laden coffee and drinks, waiting.
Class ended; she shuffled out wearily. He handed over the gifts.
"Thanks for the lecture, Professor."
"..."
She eyed the caffeine pile, brow twitching.
"Thanks. But have you taken my class?"
"Once in gen ed, but audited... probably don't remember."
"Well..."
Staring at the bundle, her brow twitched again.
"Anyway, thanks. I gotta..."
"Professor."
"Yes?"
"Sorry, but can I ask for your number? Got a question."
"...My office."
"No, your personal number."
She scanned him top to bottom, pondering. Happens yearly—kids crushing despite age gap.
This one seemed...
'Kinda pathetic...'
Even older profs nailed So-in's vibe.
"I don't give my number to random students..."
"Please, Professor."
"No, personal contact... not even my major."
"Please do it..."
His pitiful gaze. Su-bin pitied his small frame: How much hardship? I should look out for him.
"Please do it..."
"..."
Felt like endless hallway loop.
"Fine... but don't expect replies."
"Thank you."
She gave it. Habitually checking updated status, So-in chased her down.
[Lee Su-bin. Obedience Level (1). Hated Thing: Having time wasted by men.]
"Professor!"
"Sigh..."
She scowled, turning.
"Student, whatever it is, I'm busy."
"No, do you know Ye-rin?"
"...Ye-rin mentioned me?"
"Pardon?"
"Nothing."
Some cryptic words, then she ignored him and left.
[Lee Su-bin. Obedience Level (2)]
His antics had smoothly raised it to 2.
Meaning Ye-rin's Obedience Level was now 3.
"Lee Ye-rin, one more casual 'you' and you're done."
So-in fantasized slapping her pussy silly.
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After cheap but filling cafeteria food, So-in lounged in his studio, enjoying idle rest.
"Meeting girls all day makes solo days feel weird."
Hours of bed-rolling later, a message pinged.
Hey.
Yes?
Can you lend more money?
Felt like the long-awaited fish finally biting the bait.