Destined to Be Blackmailed by That Old Man (5)
……No way. Is he telling me to go?
I'm wearing a maid outfit right now.
"Hey?"
The delivery guy's irritable, impatient voice cut through from outside.
Bu Ra-jang just kept holding out the card.
"Ha, just do it already! Do it!"
I snatch the card and stride toward the door.
Click.
The moment I open it, the helmeted delivery guy steps in.
"Here's the food you ordered. Paying by card, right?"
"Ah… yes."
I carefully hold out the card, and the delivery guy glances at me.
My face……. I whip my head aside so he won't recognize me.
He takes the card while openly ogling my body.
That was when—
"Ehehehe…. How about it? This woman."
Bu Ra-jang appears beside me and clamps a hand hard on my ass.
What the hell is he doing…! Right now!
I glare daggers at him, but that greasy smile shows no sign of fading.
"Doesn't she look delicious?"
"……Excuse me?"
The delivery guy, fiddling with the card reader, freezes in confusion.
I keep twisting my head as far as I can so he won't see my face.
"…Please don't mess around."
"If you'd like, would you care for a taste?"
"………What?"
What the fuck is this bastard saying right now!
The delivery guy locks up in pure shock.
Bu Ra-jang keeps groping my ass while his other hand starts mauling my breasts.
I can do nothing but stand there and let this old man feel me up right in front of the delivery guy.
"……You're joking, right?"
"Ehehehe…. No joke. I kept you waiting at the door, so I ought to apologize properly. With these tits."
Squeeze.
"Hnn…!"
He crushes my breasts in his grip.
No way…… for real?
He's joking, right?
My breasts… to some complete stranger…….
"Ehehehe… Want to feel them once?"
Bu Ra-jang keeps hold of my chest and thrusts it out toward the delivery guy.
The guy freezes with his hands still, eyes flicking back and forth between my breasts and my face.
Please…… just don't recognize me.
"Can I really?"
"Of course."
Thank god he doesn't seem to know my face, but….
Bu Ra-jang squeezes my breasts again.
"Go on. Let him touch. Tell the delivery man. Say, 'Please touch my breasts.'"
"Y-you really want me to…?"
"Absolutely. Ehehehe……."
I sneak a look. The helmet hides most of his expression, but his hands keep twitching like he's waiting for me to say it.
Resisting isn't even an option.
Face still turned away, I push my chest out just a little.
"P-please…… t-touch… my breasts."
"Louder."
"Please……! Touch my breasts……!"
Ugh……! I actually said it……!
Asking some delivery guy whose face I don't even know to feel me up!
He lifts his hands a little higher and asks one last time.
"…I-is it really okay if I touch as much as I want?"
"Ah……. Yes…. You can touch…… as much as you want……."
Squish.
"Hnn……!"
The second permission drops, his hands slam onto my breasts.
Uuuugh…….
He really touched them. My breasts…….
Knead, knead, knead, knead….
Careful but thorough, he starts working them every which way.
"Ehehehehe…! How are they? The tits."
"B-big…… and soft."
"They're E-cups, you know."
"E……cups. Whoa……. Holy shit……."
He gropes with genuine awe, then brings his other hand in so both are working me over.
"Now. He's complimenting you—shouldn't you thank him!"
Smack!
Bu Ra-jang cracks my ass hard.
"Hnn…! Th-thank… you. For touching…… my breasts……!"
Uuuuuugh……!
I force the words out toward the delivery guy, who keeps awkwardly smiling while he mauls me.
Why the hell am I doing this…….
"Oh……."
"Ehehehe…! You can reach inside and feel them raw if you want."
"F-for real?"
They're deciding what to do with my body between themselves.
All I can do is plaster on a fake smile and obey.
Sliiiide.
"Hnn…… hnnn……!"
His hands slip under the fabric and find bare skin.
No bra, so his palms land straight on naked flesh.
"Hnn……. Hnn……!"
I try to hold it in, but every brush over my nipples forces a sound out of me.
Hearing those moans, the delivery guy starts targeting my nipples without any shame.
"Nnh………. Hnngh……!"
He rolls them between his fingers, groping as much as he wants.
I can feel them stiffening—I know it myself.
"Ehehehehe…. Looks like my woman likes it too."
Who the hell said I'm your woman?
While he feels me up, the delivery guy keeps glancing between me and Bu Ra-jang.
He must be wondering how a guy like that ended up with someone like me.
I have no idea what kind of relationship he's inventing in his head… but it sure as hell doesn't look normal. And it isn't.
"……A-are you… her boyfriend?"
Curiosity wins; he just asks outright.
What do I even say?
Maybe just go along with it…….
"Ehehe. No. Master and slave. Hehe……. The outfit should make that clear."
"Ah……."
What are you nodding along for, seriously!
Like I'd ever be this bastard's slave…….
Except right now… I am.
A slave who has no choice but to do whatever she's told.
"Ehehehe…. Looks like you want something else too?"
"………Is that allowed?"
My whole body twitches at those words.
Don't tell me he's about to make me do even worse…….
"Well, if you want it, by all means."
"F-for real?"
The delivery guy suddenly starts undoing his belt.
What he pulls out in a flash… is his cock.
Smaller than this bastard's.
That was my first thought, but….
The pressure of having to service this one too hits me right after.
Do I have to take it inside? This cock?
Anything but that…….
"Ehehehe…! What would you like?"
"Ah… th-then, uh……!"
The second he reaches for my body, I drop to my knees.
"…W-with my mouth…! I'll do it…!"
"…Huh?"
"Hmph…!"
Before he can finish answering, I wrap my lips around his cock.
"Hmph…! Mmph…! Hnn…! Slurp…. H-how… is it?"
"Ah……! Yeah. I-it's good!"
"Thank god…. Hmph…. Slurp…!"
There's nothing good about this, but….
At least I don't have to spread my legs for him. I guess that counts as lucky.
Bu Ra-jang seems satisfied enough; he stands there grinning while he watches me suck. His own cock is standing rock-hard….
Earlier he called me his woman… and now he gets off watching "his woman" mouth some other guy's dick?
The more I look at him, the more unhinged he seems.
"Ehehehe… Suck it nice and thorough."
"……Yes. Hmph. Sluuurp……! Slurp……. Slurp…!"
I don't need you to tell me.
I grip the delivery guy's cock and work it deep into my mouth.
Licking all over…. After doing this a few times already, am I actually getting good at it?
It's smaller than these bastards' cocks, so it's a little easier, at least.
"Slurp… schlurp…… sluuurp……."
"Hnn…. Ah… y-yeah. Right there."
"Here…… feels good?"
"Y-yeah…!"
"Sluuurp……. Slurp……."
I focus on the spot he likes and the delivery guy locks his hips, body trembling.
So that's the weak point. I pick up the pace.
"Sluuurp… slurp… slurp…… schlurp……!"
"Ugh……. A-a pretty girl like this on my cock……."
"……I'm pretty?"
"Y-yeah……!"
I hear that a lot, but it doesn't feel bad.
The problem is what comes next.
"You… look a lot like Eunchae from Sepia… so you're crazy pretty……!"
"Schlurp………."
My whole body locks up.
Even Bu Ra-jang freezes for a second; he goes silent.
"……Hey?"
"Ah, no. Nothing. Ha…… I-I hear that a lot. Yeah……. Slurp……. Schlurp……!"
I duck my gaze and bury my face harder against his cock.
Please…… please don't look any closer……!
Against my hopes, the delivery guy keeps staring down at me.
"……You're not actually her, right?"
"N-no! Slurp……. I-I just had my face done a little so it looks similar……."
"Ahh~. Figures. Hnn……."
"Sluuurp…. Slurp. Slurp……!"
I shake my head even faster so he can't think about anything else.
Slurp. Slurp. Schlurp. Schlurp. Sluuurrp. Sluuurrrp…….
For a while the only sound in the entryway is wet cock-sucking, until the delivery guy plants a hand on my head.
"I-I'm gonna cum……!"
"Hmph…! Hnnn…! Slurp……! Sluuurrp……!"
I bob faster.
The cock in my mouth twitches and swells to its limit, then—
Spurt…! Spurt! Spurrrt…!
A massive load of cum floods my mouth.
"Hnnnngh……!!"
"S-swallow it all!"
I was going to anyway…….
Wave after wave of semen pours in.
Tastes a little different from Bu Ra-jang's.
Gulp. Gulp!
I swallow the flood bit by bit and finish him off.
"Sluuuurrp……!"
One last hard suck and the shrinking cock slips free of my lips.
"Haa…… haa…."
"Cough…! Cough…! Hack…."
I've done this a few times, but swallowing still isn't something I'm used to.
Even so, I diligently gulp down every last drop left in my mouth.
"D-did it feel good?"
"Haa……. Yeah……. Th-thanks."
The afterglow barely lasts; the delivery guy immediately yanks his pants back up and straightens his clothes.
"Th-then…! Uh… keep the food—no charge!"
Like he's fleeing, he dumps the food and the card and bolts out of the hotel room.
"Ehehehe…! Lucky break. One blowjob and free food."
"……Ptoo. ……We're done now, right?"
I spit the leftover spit and cum onto the entryway floor and stand up.
I grab the food bag too.
"Done? Ehehehe…! We're just getting started…."
Bu Ra-jang gropes my ass again and steers me back into the room.
He sets the food aside and marches me straight to the bed.
Then… he shoves his massively swollen cock right in front of my face.
"Shouldn't you finish what you started earlier?"