Chapter 32 - Midnight Message Exposure Training
Chapter 32 - Midnight Message Exposure Training
<<Illustration included>>
Yang Taegum had lost track of time while toying with Hana's anus, thoroughly enjoying himself.
Only when he realized night had fallen did he prepare to send her home.
After all, they had work tomorrow.
Honestly, he wanted to say "fuck it all" and spend the entire day rolling around with her, indulging in anal sex.
"Oh, that suits you perfectly!"
"...!!"
Hana emerged wearing the outfit Yang Taegum had handed her.
She was so embarrassed and humiliated by the revealing clothing that she wanted to die.
The outfit he'd given her was utterly vulgar.
The black fabric had a gaping hole below the chest, completely exposing her lower breasts.
The skirt was so short—shorter than a miniskirt—that the slightest movement would reveal her buttocks.
What humiliated her even more was...
She wasn't wearing a bra or panties.
To be precise, she had tried to wear them.
But the outfit's chest exposure made wearing a bra impossible.
As a result, her nipples protruded visibly through the fabric.
Yang Taegum had outright forbidden her from wearing panties.
Instead, he'd tossed her a pair of black pantyhose.
And of course, the pantyhose were made of sheer mesh, leaving her pussy and ass cleft completely visible.
The thought that even a slight breeze could lift her skirt and expose her to strangers made her hesitate about wearing this insane outfit.
Hana, who was quite conservative about exposure, didn't like such clothing to begin with.
She usually preferred outfits that covered as much as possible, only wearing anything remotely provocative when meeting Miles.
Putting aside why a man living alone even owned such clothes...
She felt extremely uncomfortable wearing this.
But Yang Taegum had already thrown her original clothes into the washing machine.
And with him insisting this was the only outfit left, she had no choice but to put it on.
"Damn, those paizuri holes are killer."
Yang Taegum's dick hardened at Hana's arousing appearance.
But it was already late, and he was tired, so he just savored the sight.
"...You fucking pervert."
"Thanks for the compliment."
She covered her chest with her arms and cursed him.
In response, he flashed his trademark sleazy grin and approached her.
Without warning, he reached down and stroked her pussy.
"Hyueek♥?! What the hell are you doing, you idiot!"
Hana recoiled in shock.
Yang Taegum smirked, recalling the soft sensation of her pussy through the stockings.
"No panties, just like I said. Good girl."
He gave her a thumbs-up.
Hana quietly raised her middle finger in response.
To check if she'd followed his next instruction, he reached into his pocket and flicked a switch.
Bzzzzzz—
"Hyahk♥?!"
The anal vibe inserted in her ass buzzed weakly.
The tingling pleasure spreading through her rectum made her grab her buttocks.
Luckily, it turned off quickly, so no major issue arose...
"Ngh...♥"
"Here, take this."
With flushed cheeks, Yang Taegum handed Hana the remote control for the anal vibe as she glared at him.
The vibe was lodged in her asshole, trapped by the pantyhose so it couldn't slip out.
But the handle protruded visibly beneath the fabric, tenting the material.
If the wind blew her skirt up?
Anyone behind her would see it.
The sight of a slut walking around with a vulgar asshole stuffed with a vibe, wearing nothing but sheer pantyhose.
"Had fun today! Get home safe. Oh, and keep an eye on your phone."
"...?"
Confused by his words, Hana turned silently and left the house.
It was late, so she considered taking the bus.
But Yang Taegum had insisted she walk, so she set off on foot.
...
Night had fallen, and the dim surroundings made it hard to see.
She followed the unevenly spaced streetlights along the winding path.
She knew the way roughly since she lived nearby.
If she walked straight without getting lost, she'd be home in 30 minutes.
Given her current outfit, Hana planned to take the least populated route possible.
The heavy sensation of the anal vibe in her ass was distracting.
The thought that someone might see her made cold sweat drip down her back.
Covering her protruding nipples with her arms, she hurried forward.
Beep—
Her phone chimed with a notification.
Hana pulled it out and checked the screen.
[Look around. Is anyone there?]
At the message, she turned her head left and right to scan her surroundings.
She hadn't gotten far from Yang Taegum's place yet, so no one was around.
Nearby shops and restaurants were closed, leaving the area deserted.
Only the occasional streetlight illuminated the path.
But why was he asking this...?
Puzzled, she tapped out a reply.
[No one's here.]
Before a second had passed, a response arrived.
[Lift your skirt and take a photo showing your pussy. Make sure it's bright.]
"?!"
Thinking she'd misread, she checked again—but the words didn't change.
"Y-Yang Taegum...!!"
Now he was using messages to torment her?!
Disgusted by his endless depravity, Hana considered ignoring him and heading straight home.
But then—
[10 seconds. (Image attached)]
"!!!"
The next message included that video.
Her heart sank.
Panicked, Hana searched for a well-lit spot.
She rushed under a streetlight, leaning against a pole for cover, and opened her phone's camera app.
Lifting her skirt to expose her pussy, she angled the lens downward.
Click—
Without checking the result, she immediately attached it and sent it to him.
The whole process barely took under 10 seconds.
"Haa..."
Finally relieved, Hana tapped the sent image to see how it looked.
Thanks to the streetlight, the photo was clear.
Her bare pussy was fully visible through the sheer pantyhose.
[Good job. You deserve a reward.]
At Yang Taegum's mocking reply, Hana grew fearful.
Given how things were going, he'd clearly keep giving orders until she got home.
She decided to hurry back before he could demand more.
But as if anticipating her thoughts, another message arrived.
[There's a park on your way. Tell me when you get there.]
"Ah..."
Realizing she was too late, Hana let out a despairing sigh.
...
[Arrived.]
Upon reaching the park, Hana scanned the area with trembling eyes.
Despite the late hour, a few people still wandered around—likely because it was a park.
This only heightened her anxiety.
Why were people out instead of resting at home?
Right now, she hated them more than anything.
Another message arrived immediately.
[Are there many people in the park?]
[A few walking around.]
[There are benches, right?]
Hana's gaze shifted to the benches scattered throughout the park.
Several were placed for rest, and one happened to be directly under a streetlight.
'No way...'
Dread pooling in her stomach, she replied.
[There are...]
[Sit on one, spread your legs in an M-shape, and masturbate until you climax. If you close your legs, it doesn't count. Send a video.]
"?!"
Stunned that her fears had come true, Hana messaged back in panic.
[There are people here!]
[Don't get caught.]
His indifferent reply made her blood boil—as if it weren't his problem.
[Time limit: 5 minutes.]
The moment the timed message arrived, Hana felt like screaming.
Do it?
On that bench?
Masturbate?
Where people might see?
What if they do?
What excuse could she give?
She didn't want to.
She really, really didn't want to...
Aah...
As she agonized, time slipped away.
After a minute, Hana steeled herself and approached the bench.
"Nghhk...♥!"
She suppressed a moan as the anal vibe dug deeper into her ass.
Focusing intensely, she checked her surroundings.
The strolling figures had vanished into the distance.
They wouldn't reappear for another minute or two.
She had to film herself climaxing within that window.
Quickly, she spread her legs into an M-shape on the bench.
Her black-mesh-covered pussy was starkly visible under the streetlight.
Below it, the anal vibe pressed deeper into her ass from her weight against the bench.
Beneath the bright streetlamp, Hana—legs spread, pussy exposed—looked every bit the vulgar slut.
Gulp—
Swallowing her nerves, Hana tapped record.
She angled the phone at her crotch and began fingering herself.
Squelch— Squish—
Rubbing her clit through the pantyhose, she rocked her hips to stimulate the vibe in her ass.
She tried her hardest to climax quickly.
All while darting glances around, terrified someone might spot her.
"Hahh♥ Hngg♥ Nngh♥"
Squelch— Squelch—
But despite her heated body, reaching orgasm wasn't easy.
Why?
When he touched her, she came so easily.
Now, her body felt numb, unresponsive.
Squelch— Squelch—
With every passing second, the fear of being seen grew.
She considered turning on the vibe's vibration.
Then, slowly, she felt her climax building.
Yes, just like this... A little more...♥
Then—
"See? Told you."
"Seriously?"
"!"
Hana's sharp ears caught approaching voices.
Panicked, she froze mid-stroke—but quickly resumed.
She was too close to stop now.
The voices were still distant.
She could finish before they arrived.
Squelch— Squish— Squelch—
"Hahh♥ Ngh♥ Uh♥ Nngh♥"
"I'm telling you, it's—"
"Pfft! Really?"
The voices drew nearer.
Hana's excitement spiked at the thought of being caught masturbating.
A dark park. A bench under a streetlight.
A slut with legs spread, ass stuffed with a vibe, fingering herself.
The men would surely approach with lustful intent.
Groping her breasts, teasing her pussy and ass, pulling out their dicks...
Those monstrous things...
"Hhhuueek♥♥...!!!"
Splurt——
Hana came.
Her mind blanked as her body stiffened, legs locking straight.
Drool dripped unnoticed from her lips as she stifled a scream.
Her soaked pantyhose couldn't contain the squirt that drenched the bench and ground.
Hearing the voices right beside her, she saved the video and frantically composed herself.
Her skirt was too short—sitting would expose her pussy—so she clenched her thighs to hide it.
She forced her ragged breaths to steady, feigning calm.
But the flush on her face was unmistakable.
Two passing men spotted her.
Their eyes lingered as they walked by.
"Hey, what's that?"
"Her lower breasts are totally out..."
"Isn't that skirt way too short? You can see everything. So fucking hot..."
"Damn, those tits are huge. I'd kill to squeeze 'em..."
They whispered, thinking themselves quiet, but Hana's sharp ears caught every word.
Blushing, she lowered her head.
"Is she not wearing a bra?"
"Her lower tits are out, so obviously not."
"...Are her nipples hard?"
"Huh?"
"?!"
Snickering, the men couldn't tear their eyes from Hana's nipples.
She hadn't noticed—her climax had made them stiffen even more, visibly tenting her top.
"...Gulp."
The men's pants tightened at the obscene sight.
Then they spotted the wet stains beneath her bench.
'Did she just...?'
Her ragged breathing, the skirt so short it showed everything even while seated, the suspicious wet patches...
It all added up.
The men exchanged glances and nodded, slowly approaching her—
Swish—
Hana bolted from the bench.
As she vanished, the men sighed in regret.
They stared at the spot where she'd sat.
Drip— Drip—
A puddle slowly seeped into the ground.
They knew exactly what it was.
...
Hiding in a secluded corner of the park, Hana sent Yang Taegum the video.
For a while, she just leaned against a tree, motionless.
"..."
Her soaked pussy.
That orgasm had felt... different.
But Hana shook her head.
She hadn't come from imagining being seen.
She hadn't gotten off on the thought of those men violating her.
She refused to acknowledge such base pleasure.
Repeating this to herself, she tried to calm her pounding heart.