Chapter 26
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 26
Chapter Title: Ordinary Date-5
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Lee Ha-seon, who had been admiring the scenery, flinched at the hand touching her butt.
‘Why, why?’
It was Seong-ha’s hand. It had to be. He was the only one standing behind her right now.
But she hadn’t expected him to touch her in a place like this.
“Huuuh…”
She let out a very small moan.
This was a public place. If she made any loud noise, other people’s gazes would turn their way.
But she couldn’t tell Seong-ha to stop.
‘Feels good…’
First off, she was feeling it.
Her body had already been fully conditioned to pleasure. Seong-ha had simply fucked her without any special techniques, but that alone had been enough.
Ha-seon had become so sensitive that she could climax from his fingers, his voice, or even his breath alone. She couldn’t resist that pleasure.
Secondly, this was just another sexual demand. He simply hadn’t voiced it.
As Seong-ha’s sex slave, Lee Ha-seon had no way to resist his demands. Even if he pulled out his cock right here and fucked her instead of just groping her ass, she couldn’t fight back.
‘So frustrating…’
His fingers moved over her panties.
He gently stroked her ass and thighs. Playfully pressing and squeezing to gauge her reactions.
Her body trembled every time his fingers made contact.
‘Kuh…’
She knew.
She knew exactly what kind of pleasure those fingers would bring when they pressed, touched, and kneaded her bare skin. The memory was etched too deeply into her mind to forget.
She wanted to strip off her panties and roll down her stockings right now, freeing her body for his hands. She wanted to throw open the gates for Seong-ha’s desires to ravage her.
“Hik!”
His movements grew bolder.
His body enveloped her back. No one could see what was happening between them.
His hand slipped under her skirt, carefully sliding inside her panties. It fondled her asshole.
“Huurgh…”
Her pussy was drenched inside. His fingers reached the entrance.
“You’re wet?”
Seong-ha whispered softly right against her ear. Just his warmth and breath alone made her feel it.
‘Why… why is this happening…’
She had figured they’d end up having sex eventually. But this was far faster and rougher than she’d imagined.
Once Seong-ha was pressed flush against her back, he yanked her panties and stockings down.
‘Hup!’
Ha-seon’s heart pounded faster.
‘He’s never done this before, not to this extent…’
Her mind knew.
Just as she was swayed by the penalty she herself had chosen, Seong-ha could be swayed too. It was only natural.
If it were his usual self, he definitely wouldn’t be groping her or trying to rape her like this. It was her body—and the penalty she’d picked—that were to blame.
Her excitement overwhelmed her worries.
His fingers touched her bare skin. She naturally arched her ass backward.
Whether molester, rapist, or humiliator, she reveled in every sexual act his hands performed.
‘Eh?’
She heard the sound of a zipper coming down.
‘Ugrrr…’
Seong-ha shoved her toward the train door.
His body pinned her back. His cock slid between her thighs.
‘So… big…’
The cock thrust back and forth.
Her body shook each time that massive weapon slid past her thighs.
“Eup, huuuk…”
At some point, he’d clamped his hand over her mouth. Just like a real molester, forcing her not to resist.
His left hand moved. It ruthlessly invaded her prim and proper clothes. His hand slipped inside her bra, treating it like nothing more than a nuisance.
“Eeekuut!”
She’d let out too loud a noise. She frantically scanned her surroundings, but fortunately, no one was looking their way.
But she couldn’t let her guard down. The train was pretty crowded. Someone might be watching.
‘We won’t… get caught… probably.’
That vulgar, tawdry fear only excited her more.
She might get fucked right here. No one might be able to stop Seong-ha. She might turn into a woman panting in ecstasy from a man’s fingers and cock in public. No— she already had.
“Hut!”
His fingers fondled her pussy. Such familiar, expert handiwork.
‘This…’
Lee Ha-seon felt like she’d lost all claim to her own pussy. There was nothing she could do.
She couldn’t shove Seong-ha away and tell him not to touch it. She couldn’t clench down to block his fingers. She couldn’t hide the juices leaking from her pussy.
Her pussy—her entire body—was nothing but Seong-ha’s plaything. Resistance was impossible.
‘Kruuut…’
Seong-ha pulled her in even deeper.
His cock poked around her pussy entrance, as if searching for the spot.
‘No. No…’
Ha-seon desperately twisted her head around, only to catch her reflection in the window glass.
‘Ah.’
Eyes melted in pleasure, tears of rapture. Upturned lips. A flushed, heated expression.
If she turned her head with that look on her face, it would come off as coquettish flirting, not sincere refusal. And that was exactly what it was.
Lee Ha-seon couldn’t refuse that man.
“Haaaaah!!!”
His cock slid inside.
A massive moan erupted from her mouth, too huge to be muffled even by Seong-ha’s hand.
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‘No one’s even looking this way.’
As I kneaded Lee Ha-seon’s body, a strange sense of incongruity washed over me.
No one shoving cameras my way, no one trying to stop me, no murmurs or glaring stares.
It felt like the train car had become a private space just for me and Ha-seon.
‘What’s in the penalty that Ha-seon picked?’
That was the only explanation I could come up with. Nothing else made sense.
‘In that case…’
I could probably get even more intense.
I shoved Ha-seon harder against the door. I could feel her body—trembling violently even as it heated up from my touch.
After taking a deep breath, I scooped her up slightly and rammed my cock into her pussy.
“Haaaaah!!!”
The oh-so-familiar squeeze and pleasure enveloped me. Her pussy welcomed my cock like it had been waiting all along.
‘Feels so good…’
Her reflection in the window was breathtakingly beautiful. I hugged her tighter and kept ravaging her pussy.
“Hut, ugit, uheee…”
It felt different from usual.
When she was with me, Ha-seon moved with raw, animal instinct. She acted like getting impaled on my cock mattered more than anything in the world. She never hid her arousal, her pleasure, or her moans.
I could embrace her without a hint of resistance. Like plunging into an onahole custom-made just for me.
Having the hero Lee Ha-seon—who commanded everyone’s admiration and trust—panting beneath me was pure ecstasy in itself. But lately, it had started feeling routine.
Of course, even if I’d grown used to it, the pleasure her pussy delivered never diminished. Still, I craved a change of sensation. Something like this.
“Nooo…”
The Ha-seon I fucked back in the room was completely detached from her usual hero self, from her everyday womanly self. She existed solely for me, solely for her own pleasure—a sex slave Ha-seon.
But right now, I couldn’t fully sever that divide.
I hadn’t completely crushed the ego of the ordinary woman Ha-seon, out here on a date with her lover. She was still scared. Still rejecting the idea of moaning too loudly and drawing eyes.
And yet she was feeling it. Moaning with my cock buried inside her even in a situation like this. She had to realize it even more sharply than I did— just how slutty and easy her body had become.
‘Feels so good…’
I groped her breasts even more fiercely. Her clothes were already half-stripped, scattered on the floor.
Those breasts—which no one else could ever lay a hand on—deformed under my fingers.
“Khuuut, uhee. Not thaaat muuuch…”
“You really want me to stop?”
I slammed her harder against the door. Her breasts squished out sideways against it.
I poked at those tits with my fingers. All the while, my cock battered her womb relentlessly.
“Uhoo, kuuhut, uhup…”
She bit down hard on her lip, as if determined to endure the pleasure somehow.
“Hoo.”
I loosened my grip just a bit and took a step back. Still holding both her arms firmly.
“Th-this pooosition…”
Ha-seon instinctively bent forward at the waist, thrusting her hips and ass toward me.
‘So damn hot.’
The only slight disappointment was not getting to see her beautiful back muscles and shoulders.
Her top was too disheveled to cover her front anymore, but it still shrouded her shoulders and back. Her skirt hadn’t come off either.
That’s what made it different from the norm. This wasn’t the Ha-seon who submitted meekly every time. It felt like I was raping a normal, beautiful woman out on a simple date.
After feasting my eyes on her ass—hidden away under the hiked-up skirt—I slammed my cock back inside.
“Euheee! Uh, uhut!”
Had she even forgotten she needed to muffle herself? Ha-seon unleashed vulgar, wanton cries.
The people around us still sensed nothing amiss.
Reassured, I drove my cock all the way to the depths of her pussy.
It quivered even more than usual. Ha-seon’s body was in turmoil. She wasn’t fully lost in the pleasure from my cock—instead, she thrashed about in confusion amid the bizarre circumstances.
I kept ravaging her body. Thrusting without pause.
“About to cum.”
“N-not here… at least inside!”
“Inside?”
Did she mean she’d take my load in her pussy so it wouldn’t drip onto the train floor and bother others?
“Everything’s soaked here anyway. You hear that? Splashing sounds every step because of your juices.”
“Ah, aaaah…”
There was no reason not to grant her plea.
“Here it comes.”
“Haaaaaaaah!!!”
I clutched her tight and unleashed my load. The semen filling Ha-seon’s belly leaked out bit by bit.
“Huu, hiee…”
Ha-seon collapsed in a pitiful, wrecked state. A thoroughly obscene sight.
I paused for a moment to savor the lewd display, then suddenly snapped back to reality.
‘…What now?’
I’d gone and caused a massive screw-up.