Chapter 36 - The Beginning of Exposure
Chapter 36 - The Beginning of Exposure
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Inside the vehicle on the way back after patrol.
Miles glanced at Hana sitting in the passenger seat as he drove.
Throughout the patrol, Hana had seemed somewhat uncomfortable.
Her slightly swollen belly had slimmed back down at some point.
He had been worried she might be in pain, but she had brushed it off as fatigue, leaving him no choice but to nod in acceptance.
Hana rested her head against the window, her face flushed with an odd, rosy hue.
It was the kind of expression that suggested she was so blissfully content that her body had melted into relaxation.
A face so obscenely tempting it stirred the darker thoughts of anyone who saw her.
No, no.
Sure, Hana's expression seemed a little... loose.
But he shouldn't be thinking like this.
Miles shook his head and focused back on the road.
'Not much longer now...'
Hana pressed her overheated forehead against the cold window, struggling to maintain her composure.
If she didn't, she felt like she might just yank down the zipper of her bodysuit and touch herself right then and there.
'I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it.'
Her mind was completely consumed with lust.
All day, her rectum—now practically an erogenous zone—had been assaulted by the large anal beads.
And Yang Taegum had taken every opportunity to grope her ass, pushing her to anal climax over and over.
At least he had made sure to bring her to the edge regularly.
Otherwise, she would have already found some secluded spot to furiously pleasure herself until she was satisfied.
She hadn't always been this uncontrollably desperate.
But ever since her Declaration of Defeat as a Bitch this morning, Hana had changed.
Two things stood out the most.
First, she had become shameless about her pleasure.
Whenever Yang Taegum secretly groped her ass behind Miles' back, she didn't glare—instead, she shook her plump cheeks enticingly, silently begging for more.
When she climaxed, she bit her lip to stifle her moans, her eyes glazed with bliss before she gazed up at Yang Taegum with honeyed sweetness, silently pleading for another round.
Second, she had learned to ask for it.
When her arousal became unbearable, she would subtly angle herself where Miles couldn't see and present her ass to Yang Taegum, wordlessly begging for his touch.
A firm squeeze and a teasing flick at the ring of the anal beads were all it took to send her crashing over the edge.
There were other small changes too.
But this... this was too much of a shift.
Even Yang Taegum had been taken aback by how drastically she had transformed.
'Well, good is good, I guess.'
He decided to look on the bright side.
If she was like this now, wouldn't it be even easier to train her?
Every time the vehicle jolted over a bump or uneven road, the electric pleasure radiating from her ass sent waves of delight through Hana.
The large anal beads sat heavily inside her rectum, making her movements stiff and unnatural.
Each time the car hit a pothole or speed bump, the sudden jolt sent her teetering on the edge of climax, forcing her to bite her lip hard to hold back.
She wanted to let go—to scream in ecstasy as her juices gushed out in a hot rush.
But no matter how close she got, she couldn't quite tip over, leaving her frustrated and aching.
Still, she soothed herself by thinking of Yang Taegum.
The longer she held back now, the sweeter the pleasure he would give her later.
Burning with these filthy desires, she willed time to hurry up.
They arrived back in the city.
After parking, Miles stepped out of the driver's seat and cautiously approached Hana as she exited the passenger side.
"Hana."
"Hmm?"
"I know a really good restaurant. Wanna grab dinner together?"
The sudden date invitation made Hana's eyes flicker.
She barely stopped herself from glancing at Yang Taegum.
'No, Miles... Why now of all times...?'
Just moments ago, she had been thrilled at the thought of spending a blissful night with Yang Taegum.
But now, faced with Miles' offer, she hesitated.
If this had been before her Declaration of Defeat as a Bitch,
she would have accepted without a second thought.
But now that she had embraced her own depraved, filthy desires, she wavered between love and lust.
A small part of her even resented Miles for asking now.
She was so close to having her asshole ravished in ecstasy all night—!!
Yang Taegum watched silently, curious to see how she would respond.
"Ah..."
Hana dragged out her answer, and Miles' heart sank.
Was she about to reject him...?
He had mustered up the courage to ask,
but now that courage was rapidly deflating.
Ignoring Miles' crestfallen expression, Hana stole a glance at Yang Taegum.
He was watching them both with an amused smirk.
Seeing that, she finally made up her mind.
"Sorry, Miles. I'm not feeling too great today. I think I should just go home and rest."
"Ah."
Only then did Miles remember how off she had seemed all day.
Guilt washed over him.
"No, Hana, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Go get some rest. Can I call you tonight?"
"Yeah, thanks. Miles, come here."
She beckoned him closer and pressed a quick peck to his lips.
Miles' face turned beet red, and he stammered before excusing himself in a fluster.
He even forgot to say goodbye to Yang Taegum before leaving.
Hana had chosen her depraved lust over love with Miles.
She turned to face Yang Taegum.
"Come here."
"...Yes."
At his call, Hana blushed and stepped closer.
"Hyuuhh♥?!"
"Good girl."
Yang Taegum squeezed her plump asscheeks in praise.
Her face melted into a bashful, blissful expression.
"Shall we head to my place first?"
"Yesss♥"
Squish—squish—
Overwhelmed by the rising tide of pleasure,
Hana leaned into Yang Taegum as they headed toward his apartment.
'Well, I did send him a little gift, so he shouldn't be too upset.'
Yang Taegum locked his phone—still logged into the Bluebird site—and slipped it into his pocket.
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When Miles got home, he noticed a Bluebird notification on his phone.
He had been hoping to take Hana out tonight—maybe even take things further if the mood was right.
But she hadn't been feeling well, dashing those plans.
He felt guilty for even thinking about his own urges when she was unwell.
Determined to clear his mind, he decided to shower and work out to distract himself.
But...
"......"
Before he knew it, his fingers had unlocked his phone and tapped the Bluebird notification.
[Picture: No panties, just stockings]
[Video: Fingering herself in thigh-highs]
"Made my gf go commando under her stockings and filmed her masturbating lol. Hot, right?"
-#girlfriend #exposure #nopanties #stockings #masturbation #climax #exposuretraining
Without hesitation, Miles strode into the bathroom, pulled down his pants, and hit play.
"Hahh♥ Hhng♥ Hnn♥"
The woman in the video—posted by KingGold—was furiously rubbing herself over sheer black stockings.
Only her thighs were visible, but the way the camera shook suggested she was filming with one hand while touching herself with the other.
Slap slap slap slap
"Hh♥ Yess♥ Nn♥ Uuuhh♥"
The recording hand trembled, tilting the phone downward—revealing something white in the frame.
"!!"
It looked like some kind of handle.
As far as Miles knew, the only thing that could be there was a vibrator buried deep in her ass.
Slap slap slap slap
The sight made him even harder, and his hand began stroking faster.
"Ahh, Hana...!"
Imagining Hana with a vibrator in her ass while fingering herself, Miles felt his climax surging.
"Hhhuuuuhhh♥♥...!!!"
"Nngh...!!"
As the woman in the video came, her juices splattering the lens, Miles erupted into the toilet.
"Haaah..."
Exhaustion and post-nut clarity washed over him.
"Ah..."
Only now did he realize what he had done.
Clutching his face in shame, he groaned.
'Why did I do that...?'
He wasn't usually this weak-willed.
But ever since he had spent the night with Hana and noticed how similar this woman looked to her,
he couldn't control himself whenever he imagined it was Hana in the videos.
Sure, he and Hana were close enough now that they could do those things.
But if he acted too openly, it would feel like he was only with her for her body—and he hated that idea.
Still, as a healthy young man, he needed some outlet for his urges.
And this account, which just so happened to feature a woman who resembled Hana, had become his guilty solution.
But the moment post-nut clarity hit, the guilt was crushing.
With a heavy sigh, Miles dragged himself into the shower.
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Back at his apartment, Yang Taegum handed Hana a change of clothes.
Then he waited outside while she changed.
Before long, she emerged, her body hidden under a coat.
Her face was flushed as she shuffled toward him, her posture tense.
"Open the coat."
"Okay...♥"
To confirm she had followed his instructions, he demanded she reveal what was underneath.
Blushing, Hana slowly undid the buttons, exposing what lay beneath.
A bra so skimpy it barely covered her nipples.
A garter belt holding up sheer black stockings.
And a mesh thong.
Nothing else.
A perfect lingerie set.
Though embarrassed, Hana looked up at him with eyes begging for praise.
Yang Taegum kneaded her ample breasts and smiled.
"Good girl."
"Yes...♥"
His hand slid lower, tracing the ring of the large anal beads nestled inside her.
He toyed with it as he spoke.
"We're doing it outside tonight. What do you think?"
"Use me... however Master pleases♥"
A flicker of shame crossed her face as she said it.
She still wasn't entirely comfortable with the idea of public sex.
"You should say it in words befitting a shameless bitch."
SMACK!
"Hyahh♥?!"
The sharp spank sent a jolt of pleasure through her, and she quickly corrected herself.
"Please fuck Master's personal fuckholes—my greedy pussy, my slutty mouth, and my filthy asshole...♥ Pump me full of your precious cum, pleaseee♥"
"Good girl."
Yang Taegum slipped his hand under her thong, teasing the anal bead ring.
"Button up your coat. Let's go."
"Yesss♥"