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Ever since she started submitting to me, if someone asked what our sex life was like, I could say we didn’t do it that often, but we did it a lot. I could also say we almost never had normal, vanilla sex. The simple, romantic kind only happened when Hinami was around or occasionally in the mornings when the two of us showered together. The reason was obvious… if I went at it without restraint with my cute, obedient live-in girlfriend, everyday life would become impossible.
“I’m sorryyy…♡”
So, in return, whenever Haeun’s desire to do it built up, she wouldn’t refuse anything. On the contrary, she often took the lead herself. Whether people were nearby or not, she didn’t care. She craved the kind of sex where I took control.
“What did you do wrong?”
Kneeling before me and the camera, Haeun pressed her forehead against the bed. I had never actually told her to apologize, and I wasn’t even angry with her. Still, as she bowed her head in repentance, I gently stroked her hair, then grabbed one of the childish pigtails she’d tied and pulled her upright.
“I went out drinking with my friends…”
Seeing her in a school uniform she’d only worn years ago, begging for forgiveness after drinking, stirred complicated feelings in me. A twinge of pity for how thoroughly she’d been broken by the pleasure of submission mixed with the intoxicating sense of conquest that she was now completely mine. It kept feeding my sadistic urges.
“Why the hell would someone who wears shit like that even drink?”
“But last time… I wore this outfit and drank with you, Teacher…”
“That doesn’t matter. You said you drank with friends your own age.”
“…I’m sowwy…”
Enjoying the way Haeun called me by a different title today, I kept her pigtails pulled straight up and watched as she slammed her forehead back down onto the bed. Because it was something she’d worn as a kid, the buttons on her white shirt looked ready to burst. Amid her completely disheveled appearance, the only exposed skin was her pale nape. I stroked it slowly, then grabbed the long necktie hanging down and yanked it backward.
“Seriously, you’re such a little slut. What are you planning to do after you graduate?”
“Date you, Teacher… kehek…”
I tightened the tie around her neck as she spouted nonsense, while my other hand pressed down on the back of her head so she couldn’t lift it. Her breathing wasn’t cut off, just slightly restricted. Watching her gasp and struggle to speak, I loosened the tension on the tie, sat down beside her, and slipped my fingers under the rolled-up hem of her shirt, tracing her pale waist and sides.
“Say it again.”
“…Teacher, I… I want to become your slave…”
“Good girl.”
I lifted her body after she gave the correct answer. My fingers crept under her shirt again, and when they couldn’t go any further, I began unbuttoning from the bottom, pushing my hand deeper. Now that her navel was visible, I slid my palm up her exposed skin, reached her bra hook, and twisted it open. The heavy, voluptuous weight of her breasts made the shirt strain, but I meticulously undid every remaining button and pulled her ripe, delicious tits out into the open.
“Even my breasts that other guys… stare at whenever they want… I only want Teacher to touch them…”
As she spoke, I placed my hand on one of her full breasts and lightly pinched her nipple. Her ears and face had turned bright red from the embarrassing pigtails, so I gently stroked those too.
“…And my virgin pussy that only belongs to Teacher… I want you to be the only one who fucks it…♡”
Then she uttered words far more shameful than her ridiculous pigtails. I squeezed her nipples hard like I was milking them, then pressed my thumb down firmly while my other hand rested on her neck—partially covered by the tie—and turned her face toward me.
Excitement, shame, humiliation. I savored the way those three emotions swirled across Haeun’s face before melting back into pure arousal. Right in front of the camera, I devoured her lips in a messy kiss.
“Mmm… chu… mmmph……”
While kneading her voluptuous breasts, I slowly twisted the tie back around and slipped it between her tits. Then I gently pushed the thoroughly aroused woman backward until she was lying down, and I naturally climbed on top of her.
“Haa… haa…”
I wiped her sticky, melted lips with my fingers. Then I guided her hand to my painfully swollen bulge, encouraging her to pull it out herself. Soon her slender fingers scratched lightly at my thigh as she slowly peeled my underwear down. My angry cock sprang out with a heavy slap, instantly stealing her focus.
“…Don’t make a sound.”
“Yes… mmmph…”
I laid my already slick cock on her tie, then shifted it to rest against her lips before pushing it between them. Making sure no obscene wet sounds escaped, I only let the head stay inside her mouth. Grabbing both of her cute pigtails, I used them like handles to guide her tongue. I enjoyed the skillful way her tongue now lapped at my shaft while stroking her soft hair. Once I decided the head was wet enough, I pulled out and stepped off her for a moment.
“Wait here.”
“…”
Leaving her nodding silently, I left the room and returned with a cup of water and some lube. Thankfully, the audience locked away in the quiet room had shut the door tight, plugged their ears, and was pretending not to notice us. Thinking a little noise would be fine, I went back to my room and poured a small amount of water into her open mouth, where her tongue lolled out stupidly.
“Bleh…”
The mixture of my fluids and hers washed down her throat. In contrast, I slathered thick, sticky lube all over her breasts until even the once-pristine tie was completely soiled. I sat her now utterly lewd body up on the bed, then slid my cock back between the still-rough but now slippery tie. I placed her hands on her own breasts, forcing her to squeeze my shaft between those massive tits.
Watching her expertly clench her fists and press her breasts together to stroke me, I angled my phone so the camera recording us wouldn’t catch it and filmed her from above.
“…Do you really like filming that much, Teacher…?”
“You’re the one who asked me to film.”
“That’s because… you promised you wouldn’t betray me if I let you record…”
Squelch. Squelch.
The cold lube spread thickly over her breasts gradually warmed up. My burning-hot cock cooled slightly at first, then grew even hotter from the friction. Haeun, who had been alternating her gaze between my cock and my face, saw the phone camera staring at her and quickly removed one hand from her chest to cover her eyes.
“…Keep covering your eyes.”
“…You’re such a fucking pervert.”
I liked that look so much that I let her use one hand freely, even if it meant less pressure on my cock. Haeun immediately buttoned up the very top button she had undone earlier, then fastened every button from the middle to the bottom. With only her cleavage exposed, she hugged my buried cock with her elbows while covering her eyes with the back of her hand.
“You’re seriously a fucking pervert, Teach— Teacher. Seriously…”
“You want to keep talking like that?”
“I don’t care, you pervert. Fucking degenerate. Go die. …A piece of human trash who dresses his student in a school uniform and fucks her. A sexual deviant who makes her do this even though her little sister lives in the same house…”
“…Keep going.”
Maybe covering her eyes cleared her head a little. Or maybe she just didn’t like that I still wasn’t being rough enough. She was slipping back into her original prickly personality, spitting out insults left and right. I captured it all on camera while gently stroking her hair, deliberately not silencing her filthy mouth.
“You’re a real fucking degenerate… Does it feel good? When I stroke you with the tie like this…?”
“…”
“When I squeeze your cock so hard between Haeun’s tits like this… when I milk your cum out… does it feel good…?”
Her breasts, crushed between her forearms and elbows, bulged out between the buttons as if they might burst. Even though she tried to hide her face, her trembling pupils kept getting caught on camera. My cock was covered, but the head still peeked out from under her tie.
“Answer me… Teacher.”
“…Such a filthy little slut.”
“…What are you even saying? …You’re the one filming yourself fucking your student, you fucking criminal, you piece of trash… pffft…”
Soon she got addicted to insulting me. Her pigtails bounced as she started laughing. I enjoyed every second of it.
“Come on, come on… cum already. Get my uniform dirty, you criminal bastard… ah…♡”
…I took her abuse to heart and covered the school uniform that had been rotting uselessly in her closet for years with thick, sticky semen. I stained the memories of the lively, cute Seo Haeun with my scent.
“…Ha, hehe…♡”
Before I knew it, she looked even more childish than that brat Hinami. I stroked her hair.
“…Take it off.”
“…What about the money?”
“I’ll put it in your pussy after we’re done, so take it off.”
“Okay…♡”
…The concept had completely changed. The obedient girl from the beginning was gone. Now she showed a sly, bratty side I had never taught her or even imagined. I stripped the girl wearing the clothes from her vibrant youth, enjoying her to my heart’s content.