It's My Fate to Be Blackmailed by Dirty Old Men (6)
"Spread your legs and do it the way I showed you earlier. Heh heh heh…"
Bu Ra-jang pointed his phone camera at me as I lay on the bed.
A soft beep sounded as the video recording began.
"…You're filming again?"
"These are our memories, after all. Heh heh… All that remains are the photos, aren't they?"
"Memories, my ass."
I'd heard that nonsense until I was sick of it, but I no longer had the energy to argue.
"Or would you like to watch? One of those precious memory videos we filmed back then. Heh heh…"
"D-don't you dare play that. I mean it."
I'd already been forced to watch them several times. I never wanted to see them again… but whenever these bastards sent the videos and ordered me to watch and leave comments, I had no choice.
The me in those videos clung so desperately to these disgusting old men, moaning like a bitch in heat, that I could barely believe it was really me. They had hundreds of those photos, and well over ten videos. As predictably as ever, they blackmailed me with them — if I didn't do as they said, they'd leak everything. It was the most common form of blackmail imaginable, but nothing was more effective.
"Hurry up. Heh heh heh…"
"You fucking… bastard."
Even as I cursed him out, I obediently spread my legs on the bed as ordered. My short skirt couldn't even cover my crotch, fully exposing what lay underneath. I wasn't wearing any underwear.
"This is… Sepia Eunchae… speaking. Today I've come to an unmanned motel with Master to offer him my pussy…"
"Heh heh… I can't see well enough. Grab your legs and pull them up higher."
"L-like… this…?"
I gripped my thighs and curled my body, folding my legs toward myself. Naturally, my entrance faced the ceiling, becoming far more visible to him — and to his phone. He stepped closer with the phone, holding it so close it nearly touched me.
"Heh… And what is this place I'm filming right now?"
"…My… pussy…"
"Heh heh heh…! You've improved a lot. At first you could barely even speak…"
"Th-that's because you keep making me…!"
"Ah-ah. Your tone's gotten rude again. Aren't you a maid?"
"…I'm… sorry."
"Where is this again?"
"My pussy…"
"Whose?"
"Sepia… Eunchae's pussy…"
…If this ever leaked, I'd be finished that very day. All those times they'd made me introduce myself and say these things before — it had all been for this.
"Spread it with your fingers. Heh heh…"
He wouldn't take his eyes off my crotch, drool practically dripping from his mouth. I carefully brought my fingers over and spread myself wide open — wide enough that I could feel the cold air reach deep inside.
"It feels like the hole has gotten much wider than before. Heh heh…"
"Th-that's all because of you…!"
Because you bastards keep pounding into me! I wanted to say it, but this guy would probably love hearing that. After meeting them a few times, I'd realized these men wanted more than just sexual gratification through me — they wanted to satisfy their lust for domination. The sight of me obediently following orders. I'd felt that desire from them again and again.
I don't want to give them what they want. Absolutely not. I don't want to do as they please.
"You… what? Heh… Why did you stop talking, Miss Eunchae?"
"…Nothing."
"Did my cock pounding into you make it wider?"
Even when he speaks, he has to be that vulgar…
"It's… not like that."
"Then what is it? Did you stretch it out yourself? Heh heh…"
"What do you care? Think whatever you want!"
"Heh heh… Then let's say it was the power of my cock."
After filming my entrance for a long while with the flash on, Bu Ra-jang pressed his finger against me.
"Nn… nngh…"
"Still as sensitive as ever. Heh heh…"
"Sh-shut up… please… hah…!"
Squish. His finger slid inside with practiced ease.
"Hah… nngh…♡! Hnn…♡!"
"Heh heh heh… You don't have to hold it in, you know?"
"I-I'm not holding… hnnngh…♡!!"
My body twitched, and an unwanted moan slipped out. Why do these moans even come out? I never want to make these sounds, but the moment any pleasure hits, they burst out automatically.
Squish. Squish. Squish. He slowly pumped his finger in and out. I must have already been wet… his finger entered me easily without much resistance.
Ah… please. If only his palm wouldn't brush against my clit every time he pushed in… Every time it touched, the sound…
"Hnnngh…♡! I-ihh…♡!"
Squishsquishsquishsquish.
"Heh heh… Seems like you're starting to feel it more and more."
"N-no…! Hnn…♡! Hngh…♡!"
"Shall we go deeper?"
Squiiish…!
"I-ihhhh…♡!!"
A jolt like electricity shot through my entire body.
"Heh heh heh… Your mouth says no, but your body's honest. I've had plenty of women, but you're the first one who shows so clearly exactly where she feels it best, Miss Eunchae."
"Hnnnngh…! Nngh…!"
"What about that asshole Baek Pan-su mentioned? Heh heh…"
His finger slipped out slightly and trailed downward.
"Ah… no…! Hah…! P-please… not there…"
"I won't put it in. Heh…"
"Th-that's not…! E-even touching it, please…! Pleeease…!"
Sliiiide.
"Hiiighh♡!!"
It… touched again. My ass. Please, anywhere but there…
"P-please… don't. Not there… Hnnngh…! It's too sensitive. It's so sensitive, please…! Hngh…!"
"You really love this spot, don't you. Heh heh…"
"Please don't use your finger. Please… A-at the very least, just don't film it…! Please don't film it… Hnnngh…♡ I beg you…! Hiiighh…!"
Even begging politely and desperately did nothing — his finger brushed against my asshole again. The moment it touched, my body flinched and tensed.
"Heh heh heh…! The moment I brush it, your asshole twitches open…! This is a sight that absolutely must be preserved on video. Heh heh heh…!"
"Please… please don't film… hnnngh…! Don't…!"
"Heh heh… Shall I try putting it in once…?"
"Hiiighh…♡!! Hnnngh…♡! Hngh…♡! Hnn…♡! N-no…! I'm gonna… again…!"
It's going into my ass again…! It didn't go deep, but even just a short segment of his finger was enough to stimulate my body.
Press. Press.
"Heh heh heh…! So weak… So this is what they meant by the asshole being a weak point. Heh heh… The story about you spectacularly pissing yourself seems to have been true."
"Please… I don't want to cum again…! I don't want to pee…! Please…! Just spare me there. Y-you can use my pussy instead…!"
"That won't do. Heh… What Baek Pan-su regretted most was not being able to film you spraying piss. Today, we're going to capture Miss Eunchae peeing on video."
Ah… The moment I heard those words, despair made me squeeze my eyes shut. I was going to piss in front of this man today. And he was going to film it. No. Not again…
"Hnnngh… hngh…! Hah…!"
"Heh heh… Suddenly crying? Tears of joy?"
"J-joy? As if… hnnngh…!"
"Then I'll just have to make you happy. Heh heh…!"
Press. Press. His finger kept pushing into my asshole. It felt like more than one knuckle was already inside. And every time it moved within me, my body trembled and the stimulation hit.
No… I was crying from shame and sadness. But my body was thrashing wildly like it felt good. Why… Why is this happening…!
"Alright. Going faster…!"
"W-wai— hnnngh…♡!"
Squishsquishsquishsquishsquish♡ His finger churned inside my asshole. Each time, my legs convulsed and twitched hard.
"Hnnnngh…♡! Hnnnngh…♡ Nngh♡ Hyaaaang…♡! Hyaaaaaaang♡!!"
Squishsquishsquish♡
"I'll film it nicely with the camera, so don't worry and just piss. Heh heh heh…"
"N-no… don't… hngh…♡! Hyaaaang…♡! Hyaaaaaaa…♡"
Splat! Splat! Fwoosh! Fluid gushed from my pussy, some of it spraying off the bed.
"Haaaaang…♡! Haaaaaah…♡!!"
"Piss…!"
It's coming. It's coming it's coming it's coming it's coming out…!
"Hnnnyaaaaang…♡♡!!"
Pssssshhh!! Sssssssssss…
The moment Bu Ra-jang yanked his finger out, yellow piss started pouring from my pussy. The urine I'd released on the bed arced in a parabola and splashed onto the floor below, soaking it.
"Oooh heh heh heh…! This is Miss Sepia Eunchae's pissing show…!"
Bu Ra-jang cried out in delight as he filmed everything — me pissing, the hole the piss came from, and even my face, twisted into an expression I couldn't even recognize myself.
Sssssss… Pssst! Pssst!
"Hnnnnn… Hnnnn…"
As I squeezed out the last drops, the piss finally stopped. My strength left me, and my legs naturally fell. I felt wetness on my legs but didn't care. Even as Bu Ra-jang filmed my entire body from my toes to my face, I didn't offer the slightest resistance — I didn't even try to cover myself. In front of the camera, I let my raw expression show and spilled out moans.
"Heeughhh… Hnnnn…"
"How was it? Your thoughts?"
He shoved the camera right up to my face again and asked. I… don't even know anymore. There's no point resisting anyway. Whatever happens, happens…
"Eunchae…♡ feels so gooood…♡"