Chapter 21
Chapter 21
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 21
Chapter Title: Managing Heat
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Unfortunately, Lee Yoo-ra's grand dream didn't come true because of me.
-Tap, tap
I could hear footsteps approaching from far away.
She was so lost in her arousal, begging for it without noticing, so I'd quickly dragged her to the emergency stairs.
"You want to do it here?"
"No. I'm not. I just moved spots because someone was coming."
"Why...! Just once! You always did it even when I said no—why say no now?!"
"Even so, a store bathroom? It's full of dust and filth over there."
"The clubroom we did it in today was pretty damn dusty too?!"
"Oh, was it? Didn't notice."
"Lying so shamelessly without even blinking..."
Yeah, dirt and dust—what's the big deal when you're fucking?
You barely even notice once you're pounding away.
But that's not the point here.
I furrowed my brow.
'A slave talking back?'
What mattered was that no matter the reason, the master—me—had said no.
A slave obeys without question.
"Senior Yoo-ra. Don't you think demanding more from a slave right in front of me crosses the line?"
"Why am I your slave...? That was only agreed for when we're—"
-Grab
I seized a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back.
"Ugh...!"
Her head jerked up forcibly, her eyes meeting mine.
"Why do you get to decide that on your terms? So cheeky."
She flinched at the rough treatment, trembling as our eyes locked.
My looks drew people's attention, but my fierce gaze forced even the boldest to submit and crawl.
'Got attached since she's my first slave, so I loosened up a bit.'
I reminded her of her place, then released her hair.
"Ow...! It hurts..."
"Still day one as a slave—haven't gotten the hang of it yet?"
"W-What...?"
"You know I have your videos and pics on my phone? One gesture from me, and your life's ruined. Funny attitude for someone in that spot."
"......!!"
"Time for a little discipline. Yoo-ra, attention."
"W-What...?"
"Last chance. Won't say it twice. Attention."
"Ugh..."
Biting her lip, she snapped to attention at my command.
Yes, that's how obedient she should be. Slaves don't need thoughts.
Just obey.
I kept issuing orders.
"At ease."
"......"
"Attention. At ease."
"......"
"Attention. And... lift your skirt with both hands."
"H-Here?"
The slut who'd tried to fuck in the bathroom over her heat had a lot to say.
Pride kicking in now that she had to do it herself?
"Oh? Not gonna?"
I dangled my phone in front of her.
"Upload it to the law department group chat right now? Three, two, one—"
"Ugh...!"
-Rustle
Trembling with resentment, she finally lifted her skirt as ordered.
Revealing her sexy black pantyhose and the sheer white panties peeking through, soaked with a blatant wet spot from my earlier rubbing.
I hadn't known since she always wore pants, but skirts suited her pretty well.
"Why wear a skirt if you always stick to pants? To look good for me and get eaten out?"
"...What are you even saying...? Never thought that..."
"Sure. Look at those soaked panties. Aren't you embarrassed getting wet from a junior touching you?"
"S-Stop... I did what you said...! I won't ask next time..."
"That's not it. I'm not scolding you for begging for sex. A woman getting horny in front of me is natural. I'm punishing you for disobeying after I said no."
"T-Then... what do I have to do... for you to forgive me...?"
"Hmm, well... Truth is, your begging got me a little hard. Whining for it after I teased you was cute."
"Ugh...!"
"Taking that into account, I'll give you a light punishment to build your endurance."
"What punishment...?"
"No panties for the rest of the day."
"W-What...?!"
She gawked, skirt hiked up showing her panties.
I didn't know if it was shame or whatever making her quiver like a leaf, but she had only one choice here.
I smirked widely.
"What are you waiting for? Take 'em off."
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The college pub on the 5th floor of Youth Mall.
Pochas by name, but the whole floor was one massive bar.
I entered with Lee Yoo-ra, looking around.
"Pretty big place. You come here a lot, Senior?"
"Y-Yeah... uh, yes... W-When there's a crowd for drinks... we always come here..."
"Sounds good."
You learn about new spots at department gatherings.
Mostly bars, though.
"More importantly, why are you slouching? Stand straight like always, chin up."
"Ugh... My skirt feels so exposed—I'm dying of anxiety... Give me my panties back..."
Her panties were safely in my pocket now.
To prevent her sneaking them back on without permission.
"It's punishment, remember? Be grateful I didn't confiscate the stockings too."
"Wearing stockings with no panties... they keep rubbing, and it feels so weird...!"
That's the point.
The unsatisfied pleasure from her heat, plus the exposure of no panties in public.
The fear of getting caught and the shame would keep her constantly aroused.
"Black stockings hide it from afar if it's just a quick glance."
"So up close, it's obvious I'm going commando...!"
"That's why walk confidently like usual. Even if they notice, make 'em think they saw wrong."
"Ugh... You're fucking insane..."
She snapped coldly but swept her hair behind her ear, resuming her usual haughty expression.
Acting normal as ordered, I guessed.
I knew the chaos inside her, and that was part of the fun.
"Ahem. Follow me. Past this, there's another section separated off—our law department's probably all there."
I led her toward the noisy inner area.
Sure enough, a glass door led to another space.
Like a bar within a bar.
I peeked through before entering.
Room-style bar with partitions for privacy but one open side.
Curtains for the open part made it independent yet open—a perfect drinking spot.
'Even for a 1st-3rd year mixer, strangers together would be awkward. Easy to shift groups with friends.'
Already rowdy—they'd been drinking hard.
A crowd of early-20s guys and girls downing booze at a fierce pace.
Even outside, the vibe was getting to me.
"Yoo-ra~ Why so late? And next to you... whoa! Total hottie!"
A female senior—Lee Yoo-ra's acquaintance—spotted us while stepping out, approaching and gasping at my face.
Sorry, but that reaction's old news now.
She called Yoo-ra by name, so a senior— I bowed politely.
"Hello. Law 2nd year Jang Han-sol. Senior Yoo-ra promised to come with me, but I was late, so we both are."
"Uh... I'm 3rd year Park Soo-hyun. Yeah, could happen... Name's Jang Han-sol... wait, Jang Han-sol? The guy who dated her?"
I could picture what Park Soo-hyun was imagining.
Definitely thinking of Lee Ye-rin through me.
These reactions pissed me off now.
'Over a month since the breakup—how long will I be 'Lee Ye-rin's ex'?'
Sick of it. Old me would've just stewed and ignored, but not anymore.
I narrowed my eyes, glaring at Park Soo-hyun, voice rough.
"Calling someone 'the guy who dated her' on first meet? Rude. Starting off ruining my mood."
"Uh... um...?"
She jolted at my changed aura, trembling.
Then dropped her gaze, clamping her mouth shut like a folding fan.
'Yes, that's the natural reaction from a woman.'
I'm an alpha male now. No woman resists me; no man approaches.
'This inferior bitch in looks and body dares irk me compared to Yoo-ra?'
I let Yoo-ra's attitude slide for the thrill of crushing her later in bed.
No mercy for someone I had no plans to fuck.
"Apologize first instead of gawking. Senior Soo-hyun."
"S-Sorry... I heard you broke up, but... must be uncomfortable for you..."
"Very. We didn't break up nicely—that bitch."
I glanced sideways mid-sentence.
Worried she'd get mad I called her friend a bitch.
Lee Yoo-ra just blushed quietly, paranoid about her no-panties state—no issue.
"M-My bad, no tact... Haha, ha... G-Go in and have fun...! 2nd years are mostly at the far end...!"
"Yes. You too, Senior. Forgiven since you apologized. Be careful next time. And if you spot another rude senior like you, tell them not to bother me."
"Y-Yeah... Got it."
-Pat, pat.
I patted her shoulder and passed.
Irk me, senior or not—zero mercy.