Being Secretly Filmed Is... #2
Being Secretly Filmed Is... #2
She was born a noble.
Born as the eldest daughter of the colossal chaebol family, Palgak, grace and elegance naturally emanated from her even in simple movements.
She was born a predator.
Thanks to her tall height of 177cm, she often looked down on others, and she possessed immense wealth that made ordinary citizens instinctively grovel even without wielding a weapon. Her cold demeanor was accompanied by menacing pupils.
Her vertically slit, long pupils instinctively instilled a sense of alarm in anyone human.
Eyes commonly called 'snake eyes' are at a disadvantage when viewing surrounding landscapes compared to normal eyes. However, the fact that most creatures with vertical pupils are predators instantly sends a shiver down one's spine.
Beings that focus entirely on their prey without observing their surroundings or landscape... In contrast, square horizontal pupils are mostly found in prey animals.
It's a world of the weak.
Throughout her life, the vast majority of people couldn't even meet her gaze. Even those who had built impressive physiques feared her, perhaps due to an instinct inherent in living beings.
Even the few who could meet her eyes couldn't hide their trembling pupils.
...I, too, have no interest in such insignificant weaklings.
For a long time... there was only one thing I earnestly wished for. A being of equal standing who could calmly meet my gaze.
The most likely candidates were people with high social status. The reason she plunged into the harsh business world early on was because many entrepreneurs were Cho-in. The reason she joined the [Special Broadcasting] Department was also due to the expectation, 'Wouldn't celebrities be different somehow?'
Recently, I had placed some hope in that bitch Park Tae-i in the [Special Broadcasting] Department, but the more I got to know her, the more I realized she wasn't it.
You can't treat an uncultured beast as a human. The cold, extinguished feelings remained like dregs, proportional to the brief hope I had held.
I don't know exactly when it started, but at some point, I habitually began to glare at people. Earnestly dreaming of a kindred spirit hidden among the stinking flock of sheep...
* * *
I opened my eyes at the sound of a shutter, and a phone lens was pointed at me.
"K-Kim So-yoon?"
"...Hey, what are you doing?"
I quickly stood up, my dangling dick swaying. Kim So-yoon calmly watched my hurried movements.
I pulled down my skirt, but a blatant tent was visible, obvious enough for anyone to notice. Still, the dick itself was hidden by the fabric.
Ignoring my shameful behavior, I growled threateningly at her.
"...Delete the photo."
"What if I don't?"
"...I'll take it by force."
It wasn't a mere threat. If necessary, I intended to snatch her smartphone and destroy its very existence.
Smashing a phone itself isn't difficult, whether by hitting it with a hammer or throwing it against a wall.
"Go on, smash it."
"...?"
To my serious expression, she handed over her phone without any conditions. It was so simple that instead of feeling relieved, I grew suspicious. Could she have swapped phones when I wasn't looking?
"Smash it or burn it, do whatever you want. The photos would have automatically uploaded to Google Drive anyway."
"Ah..."
It seemed her album was connected to the internet. No matter how I looked at it, she didn't seem to be faking her composure.
"There's also the method of persuading you by hitting you."
"...Hmph, are you serious?"
The weakness Kim So-yoon had on me wasn't just a simple embarrassment. If things went wrong, I could end up in prison.
However, actually hitting her also had clear limitations. If she screamed, the bodyguards outside would come in. Unless I intended to silence her and beat her to death, she would definitely retaliate. To a degree I couldn't handle....
Even if I overcame my moral aversion, the limits were clear. If I killed her and ran away, the detective would know I was the culprit without much investigation. I'd also have to get past the strong-looking bodyguards outside.
"...What do you want?"
"So, you're finally starting to assess the situation?"
"..."
"Hmm... what would be good..."
She looked down at me with the gaze one would give an interesting toy. Perhaps because I was being thoroughly toyed with, Kim So-yoon's appearance felt hateful. I wanted to spit at her, but this was not a situation for resistance.
"Now that I think about it... I said your gaze towards me was a bit strange, didn't I? Even now, you're staring at my armpit... Does having a dick mean your head gets filled with cum?"
Now she was starting to torment me with instigation and fabrication.
...? W-wait... don't show me your armpit!!
She raised her arm, exposing her armpit. My dick, as if saying 'fuck the owner,' flipped up my skirt and swirled spectacularly.
"...Ha, it's good that you're easy to read."
"..."
Now I understood. Kim So-yoon was a demon from hell, born to torment me. I felt an intense shame, similar to when my mom discovered my 'bulbul' folder.
A son can be very interested in birds!! With a gentle tone, she had killed my spirit, saying, 'Son... it's good to watch, but Mom hopes you don't watch anything too intense...'
That day, I realized why the 'hidden folder' function was created on computers. The saying that most of the internet's development was accelerated by porn isn't for nothing.
"I've decided. From now on, you'll be my pet. You'll bark when I tell you to bark, and laugh when I tell you to laugh."
She smiled uncharacteristically, as if the mere thought was amusing. For the first time in my life, I witnessed a truly murderous smile.
It would have been better to see a face full of anger. Shaking off my chilled heart, I struggled to maintain composure.
"...Alright, but I have a condition. Don't mess with me in front of other people."
"...Huh?"
"The reason I'm bowing my head to you is to hide my shame. If you create another shame for me, there's no reason for me to obey."
I steeled my resolve. If she didn't accept the condition, I would cause a scene, even if it meant ruining this Hoicha. I stared back into her fierce snake eyes. If I lost this battle of wills, my life would be ruined.
"...Pfft, fine. I wasn't expecting much from you in the first place."
Did she sense my resolve? Surprisingly, she accepted without much resistance. It was so readily granted that it was bewildering.
"Cry."
"...?"
"Cry like a son of a bitch. If I don't like it, I'll spread the photos on the internet, okay?"
It seemed her words about becoming a pet weren't a joke after all. She genuinely intended to treat me like one.
"Wait... doing it right here is..."
"You'd do well to listen when I'm speaking nicely."
The chill in her voice awakened a sense of alarm.
"...Kkae-gaeng kkae-gae-gaeng."
"Bark."
"Woof woof, grrr, woof woof!!"
"Paw."
Thump.
"...Ha, you filthy bastard, you're no fun."
"..."
'Even when I do as I'm told, she's still bitching!!'
I was so indignant that I glared defiantly. Far from being displeased by my petty defiance, she actually seemed pleased. It felt like facing a wicked villain.
"How dare a son of a bitch glare at its owner."
Thwack!
!
Her foot kicked my abdomen. Thanks to my Gotong Naeseong which had reached level 3, I didn't groan, but it was a sensitive area, so I received a considerable shock.
"Oh, really? When an owner hits you, you should whimper."
Perhaps displeased, her foot kicked my dick. It wasn't a kick with full body weight, but a half-hearted, insincere one, yet the chill it sent was different from when she kicked my abdomen.
"Kkae, kkae-gae-gaeng kkae-gae-gae-gaeng!!"
I whimpered desperately to survive. Perhaps because it was sincere, it truly sounded like a dog crying.
"...No fun. Let's stop here for today."
Her interest seemed to have waned, and she left me and went outside.
'...Fuck.'
Once she left, my humiliating figure kneeling on the bathroom floor was clearly perceived. My self-loathing reached its peak.
* * *
I came out of the bathroom and immediately returned to Shim Chae-a. The situation had changed too much to argue about it belatedly.
"Sorry, I talked big but couldn't even properly confront her..."
"...It's okay. There are plenty of other factories besides this one. Let's just say we stepped in shit."
She didn't attach much significance to the series of events.
We left the factory and took public transportation home. There wasn't much conversation until we parted ways. She didn't show it, but it seemed she was hurt.
'What a bolt from the blue, seriously...'
My tired body, worries about Kim So-yoon... I felt like I'd go bald from stress. Negative thoughts swirled in my head due to the sudden situation.
...My dick was so hungry. I felt like I was going crazy from sexual desire. I hadn't been able to properly masturbate even once all day. Since Kim So-yoon discovered my dick, the semen I couldn't release had festered.
I pressed a contact on my phone. My homeroom teacher Kang Min-gyeong, So Ha-yoon, Shim Chae-a, and the Ordinary Woman I added last time - a desolate call log with only four people saved.
'Fuck sex! Sexxx!!'
I was about to call Ha-yoon, but I realized that if I embraced her while so full of stress and wanting to relieve it, I would cause her considerable pain.
Regardless of one's talent for sex, inconsiderate sex is nothing but one-sided pain.
'...Let's try calling the Ordinary Woman instead.'
Ring... Ring...
I recalled the Ordinary Woman who had been flustered and nervous because of my good looks. Good, my dick is reacting.
- ...H-hello?
"Hi, it's Ji-yoon. Can we meet right now?"
- R-right now?
"No? If not, then never mind..."
- I-I think I can!
Her voice trembled even though we weren't face to face.
'Pussy, get ready!'
I met the Ordinary Woman outdoors, about two stops away from my house. As soon as we met, I snatched her hand and dragged her into a dense thicket.
"Oh...? Oh, oh...?"
As soon as we reached a sufficiently secluded spot, I pressed my body against her and roughly explored the Ordinary Woman.
"Hmph, hmph... W-wait, I didn't come here for this today..."
"Don't lie. Then what are those nipples, stiffly erect through your clothes?"
I tugged at her glass-bead-like nipples.
"Hee-kkeueuk!"
"Ah... your voice is pretty."
"Hmph... that's too much..."
As I sexually assaulted her with force, the Ordinary Woman's eyes reddened. Oh, I gently stroked her scalp and licked the corners of her eyes with my tongue.
Her tearful expression melted into softness. She had a personality easy to toy with.
"I hope you'll understand if I'm a little rough. I had a bad day today..."
"...Okay."
Perhaps my sullen expression stimulated her maternal instincts, because she, who had been resisting just moments ago, hugged me tightly.
I pulled down her pants. She was wearing mature purple panties. ...It seemed she had come expecting something, contrary to her earlier words. She probably just lied out of surprise at being treated roughly without any mood.
"Pretty underwear..."
"Ugh..."
My dick was already impossibly hard.
"Turn around and lean against the tree."
"Hmph♡"
I asked, twisting her glass-bead-like nipples. Though she had doubts, she turned her body without resistance and bent her head against the tree.
It was a beautiful doggy-style position. I pulled down her thin purple panties. Her bushy, vibrant pussy emitted a wild scent.
'Not enough fluid... If I just thrust in like this, I'll hurt a lot too.'
I sharpened my tongue and thrust it into her hole. It was stiff, and my jaw ached a little, but the result was tremendous.
"Eh... Hmph, hmph!!"
She turned her head at the unfamiliar sensation, only to witness Ji-yoon sucking her pussy, and received an immense shock.
From her perspective, the most famous person in school was sucking her insignificant genitals.
A flood began to erupt on the parched land.