The Tutor's Pupil 2
Lee Su-hui stood completely naked before the full-length mirror. Today she was supposed to walk onto the university campus wearing exactly the outfit they had agreed on with the Department Assistant. It was Saturday, so the school was nearly empty—still, she felt the eyes of every passerby like invisible needles tracing every inch of her skin.
“Naked… only a coat…”
A thin trench coat draped over her body, the soft fabric against her bare skin sending shivers racing through her. It felt as though dozens of unknown hands were touching her everywhere at once. The thought alone made her nipples tighten into hard little peaks that pressed visibly against the thin material. Su-hui paused for a moment when she reached for the high heels she had worn yesterday. She chose open-toed shoes that wrapped around her ankles instead—something that clung even tighter to her naked body.
The click of her heels echoed as she walked toward campus. Too much tension made her steps jerky. Every stranger who glanced her way seemed to be staring straight at her exposed breasts, at the fact that she wore nothing underneath. The coat flapped in the breeze, brushing the sensitive skin of her thighs. Her inner lips—already wet—grew hotter, slicker with every step. She imagined people below could see her if the angle was right, but the coat’s hem only hid her up to the smooth skin of her thighs. Still, her mind kept spinning darker and darker fantasies.
The coat fluttered open just enough to tease her. She could almost feel a stranger’s hand sliding inside, fingers sliding through her folds while she pretended to be innocent. The wet, aching sound of her own arousal dripping down her thighs made her knees tremble. Her slickness ran in thick strands, pooling between her legs and then trickling down her smooth skin.
Haah… at school… like this…
Each stride rubbed the fresh arousal against her thighs until she thought she might faint from pleasure. Anyone could walk by and see. If she leaked just a little more, the clear fluid would drip right from her slit for everyone to see. She reached the department office door, the hallway eerily quiet on a weekend afternoon.
-Knock knock
She knocked. The door opened slowly and the Department Assistant stepped out, his face calm and polite, the exact opposite of the man who would soon command her.
“You’re here, Su-hui.”
“Ah… hello, Master…”
He reached out slowly and unbuckled the thin belt holding her trench coat at the waist. The fabric parted.
“Ah…!”
He opened the coat all the way. Su-hui only blushed deeper and turned her face away, but the image burned behind her eyes. Her naked body was revealed in the dim hallway light—perfect, untouched breasts with nipples standing proudly, a narrow waist trembling, and her glistening sex already dripping. Her thighs were soaked from knee to hip. One more step and the open-toed shoes would have been drenched too. The Department Assistant gave a satisfied little smile.
“Look at you… you’re soaked through. Got yourself excited walking here, didn’t you?”
“Y-yes… it’s… it’s too intense…”
“Today you’re going to obey every single word I say, aren’t you?”
“Yes… yes, Master.”
At the end of the empty hallway, right in front of the office door, the coat slipped further. One shoulder had already slid down.
“Here… right here?”
“Quiet… you must listen carefully, Su-hui.”
His hand shot out and cupped her breast. The firm, heavy flesh filled his palm. Su-hui’s whole body jolted at the sudden touch, nipples aching so sharply she whimpered.
“Haaah… haaaht… they’re so sensitive right now…!”
“You came all the way here dripping and now you’re even more sensitive?”
“Yes… yes, Master…”
“What a lewd little slut. Today you’re going to call me Master properly.”
“Yes… yes, Master…”
His other hand slid down her stomach and pushed two fingers straight between her slick folds. Su-hui’s legs trembled as she instinctively spread them a little wider to give him better access. He stroked slowly through her dripping slit, gathering the clear fluid that poured out in endless strings.
“Huuuh…”
“Good?”
“Y-yes… ah… it feels so good… hah…”
“Master.”
“Haaat… Master… yes…”
“Right here in an empty hallway where anyone could walk by and see you dripping like this?”
“Aaaah… yes… Master… I love it so much…”
-Squelch squelch squelch
The wet sounds filled the hallway. Su-hui’s mind spun. Every teasing touch made her body burn hotter. The Department Assistant’s commanding tone, the way he treated her like a toy—it was degrading and strangely addictive at the same time. He pulled his fingers free and shoved them straight into her open mouth.
“Look at what a filthy little bitch you are. Lick every drop off my fingers.”
“Haa… haa… yes… Master…”
She sucked obediently, tongue swirling around the slick digits, eyes glassy with need. He watched for a moment, then grabbed her chin and pulled her inside the office, slamming the door behind them with a loud bang.
-Clang
The room was dark except for faint light filtering through the window. The Department Assistant’s voice was cold and commanding.
“Strip.”
“Y-yes… Master…”
With a shaky sound she let the coat fall. He snapped his fingers. “Head up.”
She lifted her chin. He snapped the collar around her neck, the thick leather band tight and cold. A long leash attached to it dangled in his hand.
“Well? Does a lewd bitch like you deserve a collar like this?”
“Haa… haa…”
Every time he tugged the leash, the pressure on her throat sent a strange thrill through her. She didn’t hate it at all.
“On the desk. Lie face down with your ass up.”
“Yes, Master…”
She climbed onto the desk and pressed her cheek to the wood, hips raised high. Her dripping sex faced him directly.
“Look at that perfect pussy. So fucking wet.”
“Haa… Master…”
“Touch yourself.”
“Huh? Th-that’s…”
He yanked the leash hard. “Where’s your mouth, slut?”
“A-ah… okay, Master…”
Her white fingers shook as they approached her soaked folds. She stroked slowly, gathering more slick, circling her swollen clit with her middle finger until her hips jerked with every touch.
“Haaah… ahh…”
“Look at you—such a lewd girl. Does it feel good?”
“Ahh… it feels so good… Master…”
Her own fingers made her whole body tremble. The firm shape of her breasts bounced with every movement, nipples aching. She kept rubbing her clit, moaning louder, until one finger slipped inside her dripping hole.
-Squelch squelch
“Huuuh… ahh…”
Her hips rolled on their own, grinding against the desk. The wet sounds were obscene—her pussy clenching and releasing around her own fingers. Her pink little anus fluttered in time with every thrust.
“Look at your asshole twitching too. Been fucked there before?”
“Haa… no… Master… ahh… it’s… uh… not yet… haa… ahh…”
“Touch your ass too, you filthy bitch.”
She buried her face in her arms and reached back with her left hand, rubbing her own slick hole. The fluid from her pussy smeared over her fingers as she pleasured both entrances. Her hips lifted higher, ass cheeks spread, completely exposed and lost in ecstasy.
“Haaht… hah… this… is… too… much… Master… ahh…”
“Such a good girl.”
“Ah… too… lewd… Master…”
“You’re not just lewd—you’re an absolute cock-hungry whore.”
“Y-yes… I’m… a whore… haaaah…”
“Seeing both holes being used makes you even wetter, doesn’t it? Keep moaning like that while you finger yourself.”
“Aaht… huuuh… please… Master… hah…”
-Squelch squelch squelch
The Department Assistant was visibly aroused. He raised his right hand and brought it down hard on her upturned ass.
-Smack
“Haaht… Master…”
“You’re so fucking lewd, you deserve this punishment.”
“Haaah…”
The heat bloomed instantly on her skin. It wasn’t really pain—more like liquid fire racing through her veins. Watching her own fingers plunge into her dripping holes while he spanked her made her vision blur.
-Smack
He spanked her again. The same red handprints bloomed across her perfect ass, but Su-hui only moaned louder, never stopping her frantic fingering.
“Haaah… ahh… ahh… it’s too… too much… Master… I can’t… huuuh…”
“A whore like you getting off on being spanked?”
“Ah… yes… because I’m… a whore… hah… ahh…”
-Smack
One more hard spank and Su-hui’s whole body seized. A powerful gush of clear fluid squirted out onto the desk. She stayed bent over, face pressed to the wood, ass still raised, while the orgasm ripped through her. The handprints on her reddened skin trembled with every aftershock.
“Look at you—squirting in my office without permission?”
“Haa… haa… haa… I love it so much… Master… I’m sorry…”
“Get up. You’re getting a much harsher punishment.”
He pulled her upright and snatched the coat from her hand.
“Naked walk.”