A Heart That Gives Freely (1)
My suggestion had been for her to strip naked in the empty Reading Room, all in the name of fixing her timid personality.
Honestly speaking, it was a suggestion so insane it bordered on lunacy. Bringing up the idea of undressing in an empty classroom out of nowhere was something no one should ever say in the first place, and besides, fixing a shy personality had absolutely nothing to do with exhibitionism.
And yet the fact that Cha Eunju had accepted my proposal was almost certainly because she wanted to. Deep down, she knew that 'hypnosis training' alone would never be enough to move things forward between us.
Given everything we've done up to this point, of course she's itching to take things to the next level herself.
After all, I'd courted her this slowly and painstakingly, going so far as to employ the cumbersome method of hypnosis training. Having already believed, time and time again, that the sensations she felt under Suggestion: Hypnosis were her own genuine emotions, she had surely been thinking— even without the suggestion active— that she wanted to have a physical relationship with me.
Under those circumstances, with an opportunity finally presenting itself for her to do lewd things with me without any suggestion at all, of course she wasn't going to back down. I was the one who'd made sure she couldn't.
Forced submission and tearful humiliation have their charm, but the very best thing of all is when the other person willingly trains herself and turns depraved of her own accord.
"Good. Then let's start with something easy for the first step. You can stop at any time if you want, okay?"
"U-um, yeah…."
"So, shall we start with your shoes?"
"M-my shoes first…."
Starting with the most innocuous item, her shoes, I had her peel off the comparatively tame pieces one by one— socks, necktie, and then her uniform jacket.
It didn't quite feel like exposure yet. Aside from the brief glimpse of her underwear when she pulled off her stockings, that is.
Shhhk.
"I-I got the stockings off too, Seonho."
"Yeah. I see that. How does it feel?"
"…It's, it's making my heart race a little…. B-but I think I can keep going."
"Just say the word if it gets to be too much. I won't force you— I'll switch us over to 'hypnosis training' whenever you like."
"N-no…. I-I can still do plenty…."
Despite the fact that one more piece would leave her in nothing but her underwear, Eunju nodded and insisted she could keep going.
It was her way of declaring her resolve to see this through to the end with me today, no matter what. And I had no intention of betraying the anticipation shining in her eyes.
"Then, this time, will you take off your blouse too?"
"……Yeah."
With the expression of someone who had already made up her mind, Eunju nodded and brought her hands up to her chest.
Pop, pop, pop. With each little sound, she undid the buttons one at a time from the top down, and through the parting fabric of her blouse, her enormous breasts gradually revealed themselves.
"Hnngh, hoo, hooooh…."
Whether it was the thrill of exposing herself in a semi-public space rather than somewhere truly private, or simply the pounding excitement of undressing in front of me of her own free will, Eunju was panting with arousal right before my eyes.
Yet there wasn't the slightest hesitation in her fingers as they worked the blouse buttons. If anything, she was stripping so eagerly it looked like something was chasing her.
Shhhk.
"Hah, hah, haaah…."
Her voice came out sweeter than ever as she slipped off the blouse and set it down on the desk where the rest of her discarded clothes lay in a pile.
Her massive breasts, still cupped in a bra yet somehow looking obscenely inviting all the same, came out into the open, and she shyly averted her gaze.
Even with her resolve to push things forward, apparently she couldn't quite bring herself to meet my eyes in this state.
"You have a beautiful chest."
"…Th-thank you."
"Could you show me what's underneath that bra too, Eunju?"
"……Yeah. J-just, a moment…."
At my words, Eunju cautiously brought both hands behind her back and lifted her chest upward.
I knew it was the posture for undoing a bra clasp, but thanks to it, her already enormous breasts were emphasized even further.
Click.
"Hah, hahhah, haaah…."
Shhhk.
"H-haaah, hah…. Hoo, hoooh…."
The clasp holding up her breasts came undone, and the pink bra slid down her body like it was melting away.
And with it, her huge breasts escaped the suffocating compression at last, bouncing free into the open air.
"I-I took it… off…."
"Good. I'm watching. I love seeing how hard you're trying, Eunju."
"U-um, yeah…. I-if it's, it's training that Seonho asks of me, th-then this much is more than I can handle… so…."
Eunju let slip that veiled hint, as if she had some idea of the things I did to her under the guise of hypnosis training.
The fact that she'd say even that much meant she was practically brimming with intent to go all the way with me today. Not in some ambiguous middle ground like 'while under hypnosis'— but fully outside of it, too.
"That's right, Eunju. Thank you for telling me."
"U-uumh…."
"Then, just like that, will you take off your skirt next?"
"…Ah, yeah…. J-just a sec…."
Both hands fumbling with the buckle and zipper at her side, Eunju began working her skirt down over her hips.
Once the zipper gave way, her skirt slid limply to the floor, revealing her pink underwear beneath.
Pink underwear that bore a strangely dark stain, concentrated right at its center.
"You're soaked, Eunju."
"…Hiih…. Y-you, you can't look there…."
"Don't say that— show me, Eunju. This is all just training to help you act with confidence and self-assurance, remember?"
"…B-but even so…."
"Because the fact that you're such a lewd girl makes me genuinely happy. You don't have to be ashamed of it."
"…Uu, uuum…. D-don't stare at it so much…."
She'd hastily covered herself between the legs out of sheer embarrassment, but after just a few persuading words from me, she carefully moved her hands away.
She was, after all, the heroine with essentially no acquisition resistance when it came to Lee Seonho in the original story— no wonder she unraveled this easily from just a handful of sentences.
"Uu, uuuh…."
Trickle….
"Hiii…. U, uuuh…."
The sticky fluid leaking out even past her underwear dripped straight through the fabric and pooled into a small puddle on the floor.
A transparent stain made of the love juices of the lewdest woman in the world.
That alone was enough to make my cock swell to bursting inside my pants. Eunju, for her part, seemed mortified at having been caught being such a dirty girl, and buried her face in both hands.
"Are you very aroused, Eunju?"
"…I-I don't know…. M-my head just feels strange…."
"Why strange? Is it because you're embarrassed to be undressing out here? Or is it because I'm looking at your body?"
"I-I don't know…. I just don't know…."
"If my eyes bother you, I'll look away. I'll just give instructions without watching, so you can simply follow along quietly with whatever I tell you."
"……Th-that's…! N-no…."
"……."
"I-I want you to keep watching me, Seonho…. S-so please, don't look away…."
"You told me not to look a minute ago, though?"
"……J-just don't stare at, at the embarrassing places so much…."
Ah, I'm seriously losing my mind here.
How does every single word and gesture she makes somehow manage to be precisely calibrated to drive a man insane?
She might be well-versed in otaku culture, but even accounting for that, being able to talk this filthy was borderline natural-born talent.
A genius at seducing men, at making rape feel like an invitation. The original story's Lee Seonho— that bastard who kept a Cha Eunju like this at his side and never even thought to ravish her— deserved every bit of the beating Seo Woojin gave him.
"Okay. Then I'll keep watching. Not missing a single moment. All of it."
"……Yeah."
"Then you know what comes next, don't you, Eunju? There's only one piece of clothing left now."
"Yeah…. I-I know…."
It wasn't as though being naked in front of me was some brand-new experience for her.
But following her honest feelings in a space like this— without Suggestion: Hypnosis layered on top— was probably a first.
And with no suggestion there to soothe any negative emotions that might surface along the way, her resistance would only grow sharper.
Chrike….
"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah…."
And yet all Eunju did was let out ragged breaths thick with arousal and confusion as she quietly pulled her underwear down with both hands.
As if to prove that she had become, completely and utterly, an obedient pet who hung on my every word.
Shhhk….
"I-I've taken them… off…."
"Yeah. I'm still watching."
"Hah, th-that's, good…. Yeah…."
Broad daylight, the sun still high in the sky— and yet there was Eunju, naked and trembling with excitement before me.
Even more aroused than when I ravished her under Suggestion: Hypnosis, her enormous breasts heaved violently up and down.
And even so, with no sign whatsoever of backing out or running away, she earnestly bared every last inch of her shameful self before my eyes.
Her breasts with their stiff, upright nipples, and her obscene pussy dripping with sticky nectar— all of it.
At this point, I'd say her training is all but a success.
Which meant that now was the moment to confess the truth to Cha Eunju.
Confessing now that I had stolen her first experience while she was under hypnosis— and being forgiven for it— would become the most important foundation for every lewd thing Eunju and I did from here on out.
So, with a genuinely apologetic expression on my face and a grave weight in my voice, I confessed my past deeds to the girl who, right now, would affirm anything and everything about me.
"Eunju, there's actually something I need to apologize to you for."
"…Wh-what kind of apology…?"
"The truth is, I've been lying to you about the hypnosis training all this time. It's because, from the very day we first met, you looked so beautiful and so dear to me."
"…Oh…. I-I had no idea at all…."
"What I'm about to tell you might make you hate me starting today. You might feel betrayed by everything I've done— you might even despise me."
"N-no, it's okay…. I-I've never thought anything like tha— ah, n-no, I-I won't, so it's okay…."
"No. This isn't something you can just brush off so lightly, Eunju. What I did left a wound on you that can never, ever be washed away."
"……."
"And still, I want to say it clearly. If I don't confess what I've done to you, I'll never be able to forgive myself."
"I-I see, so…."
"Will you hear me out, Eunju?"
"Okay…. I-I'll listen…. I-I will, but…."
"…But?"
"N-no matter what mistake you made with me, Seonho, i-it doesn't matter…. I-I'll forgive you for anything and everything, so you, you don't have to take it so seriously…."
"…Do you mean that, Eunju?"
"I-I hate the idea of drifting apart from you over something like this way more…. A-and the fact that you're trying to be honest with me, i-it makes me happy, too…."
She'd been sexually harassed— assaulted, even— under the pretext of 'hypnosis training' this entire time, and her response was 'thank you for being honest with me.'
"I'm the one who should be thanking you, Eunju."
Keep being a sucker for me, just like this.
As long as you keep obediently listening to my every word like the good little fool you are, I'll ravish you to your heart's content— as much as you want— for a long, long time to come.