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🕑 Added 2025-05-17 21:39:13 +0000 UTCEP.87 Anxiety
As I was deeply engrossed in masturbation, the sound of the door lock at the entrance startled me, and I held my breath.
Normally, I wouldn't be surprised if it were my masters, but if they and my brother were sleeping in the rooms, the only person who could enter the house would be my parents.
The slow pace at which the password was entered, unlike usual, made me think of my parents even more.
Of course, my parents always contact us before coming home, but I couldn't rule out unexpected situations.
With no place to hide, I curled up in the corner of the living room and watched the entrance, holding my breath.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind in that brief moment.
If my parents burst in right now, not only would they see my horribly damaged body, but I also had a bell tied to my clitoris, and I had no idea how to explain or resolve this situation.
As I had been cleaning during the rare time alone, thinking about my parents made me even more anxious.
Fortunately, the person who entered was Jung-su, Il-ho, and Hyun-ah.
As my tense body relaxed, I let out a sigh of relief.
Il-ho, who entered first and met my gaze, asked:
"You were awake? What were you doing in the corner?"
"I was masturbating... Hiccup...
With the bell ringing like a fool... Hiccup..."
"You start masturbating as soon as you wake up, just like an animal... Hehe."
"Hiccup... Yes..."
I had hiccups as I answered, probably due to the tension easing.
Jung-su and Hyun-ah silently observed the cleaned living room and entered the house.
I nervously watched Jung-su and Hyun-ah, worried that I might get scolded for cleaning without permission.
"Looks like the seniors are still sleeping," Jung-su said, and I finally relaxed, unfolding my curled-up body and returning to my spot.
I was grateful that they didn't mention the cleaning and observed my masters' behavior.
Jung-su and Il-ho headed straight to the bedroom, and Il-ho entered what used to be my room.
Soon, Jung-su's seniors began coming out of the room with my masters.
Six people filled the living room sofa, starting to smoke, and the room quickly filled with smoke.
I struggled to ventilate the room by opening the balcony door.
Later, one of Jung-su's seniors, who seemed half-asleep, spoke in a hoarse voice:
"4-ho, ashtray."
I quickly crawled to the senior and sat on my knees, receiving a lit cigarette.
"Thank you."
"Do you know how to do it?"
Following what I learned yesterday, I supported one breast with one hand and spat on the nipple.
"Huup... Huu... Huh!"
Chick-
After a few deep breaths, I quickly extinguished the cigarette on my nipple.
I had developed some skill from being treated as an ashtray many times before.
As long as the skin was wet, it wasn't as painful as expected.
The key was to press the burning ember quickly without hesitation, as slowly approaching it would be like branding the skin.
This method was the only way to minimize pain and avoid scars.
Of course, some burns were unavoidable, and the skin felt painful afterward, but it was a technique I learned from repeated experiences.
The senior next to me silently handed me another cigarette, and I extinguished it on the other nipple in the same way.
The pain spread along my spine, and tears welled up in my eyes.
Jung-su laughed and said to the seniors:
"You guys are using her as an ashtray now? You borrowed her to play with, but now she's just a tool."
"Ha ha ha! We educated her while you were away. How is it?"
The senior proudly replied with a playful laugh, but I looked at Jung-su with anxious eyes, knowing his smile was forced from past experiences.
Jung-su didn't respond and extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray I had cleaned, then stood up and said:
"Seniors, it's time to go. I'll drop you off at the bus stop."
"Already? We didn't drink last night because we wanted to have a drink with you. Let's have dinner later."
"Something urgent came up."
As Jung-su prepared to leave, his seniors looked at each other in surprise and started putting on their clothes.
"Hyung, the key?"
"Key? Ah...
Where was it? Ah, here it is."
A senior rummaged through his pockets, found the key, and handed it to Jung-su. Jung-su then tossed the key to Il-ho, saying:
"Keep it for now. I'll be back."
Il-ho and Hyun-ah, who had returned after seeing off the seniors, looked puzzled.
"What's going on with oppa?" Il-ho asked.
Hyun-ah also looked curious but Jung-su ignored their questions and headed towards me.
As Jung-su approached, I struggled to lift my upper body.
"Get up, you bitch."
My heart sank at Jung-su's harsh words, and I quickly stood up to face him.
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Hyun-ah put a leash on my neck and tied a thread to my nipple piercings, preparing for a walk.
The piercings on my labia were already stretched tight due to the rubber bands, so she didn't touch them. Instead, she hung all the weights from my vagina on the nipple piercings.
The combined weight tripled the load on my nipples.
"Hahaha! What's with this onahole?"
With a blue bucket in my mouth, Hyun-ah finally noticed the onahole lodged in my anus and burst into laughter.
She began swinging the bell on my clitoris, which was tightly wrapped and only showed a small black tip.
The walk took much longer than usual due to the increased weight, and the muscle pain throughout my body made it feel several times more difficult.
Despite this, every time I stopped, Hyun-ah's whipping and the non-stop bell sound made me spurt fluids, soaking the inside of my thighs.
After the walk, a cold shower in the yard awaited me.
Lately, I had been showering like this every day without using shampoo or soap, so my hair was oily, and my body smelled bad after a while.
Hyun-ah stopped spraying water and pulled out something from her pocket, unwrapping it and tossing it at me.
"I bought this on the way, thinking of you. It's not luxurious, but it's the cheapest thing I could find. Clean yourself thoroughly with it like a rag."
I picked up a rectangular, roughly shaped white laundry soap and started rubbing it on my body.
Despite its lack of fragrance, the soap made me feel cool and clean.
I lathered it from my head to between my thighs and quickly scrubbed.
"Clean your urethra and vagina with your fingers. Hahaha! Don't masturbate, you idiot~
And remove the onahole from your anus."
"Uggghhh!!"
Hyun-ah saw me spreading my legs and cleaning my vagina, then sprayed water at my exposed vagina.
I inserted my fingers to clean inside thoroughly and tried to remove the onahole from my anus.
It was stuck tightly, and with no good grip, I had to hook my finger into the hole inside the onahole. The semen inside flowed out and made it slippery.
After struggling in a foolish posture under Hyun-ah's water spray, I finally managed to pull out the onahole.
Hyun-ah approached me and inserted a hose into my anus like an enema, turning on the water.
Once enough water was inside, it flowed out of my anus without resistance.
"Good! Use force to expel it all at once. Don't defecate."
As Hyun-ah removed the hose and I applied pressure to my abdomen, the water gushed out.
I repeated this process several times before finishing the shower.
After the longer-than-usual shower, I collapsed onto my spot, feeling exhausted.
As I thought about Jung-su's behavior earlier, his expression seemed forced, unlike his usual demeanor when dealing with his seniors.
However, I couldn't tell if something was wrong or if he was just upset, so I could only speculate.
As I drifted off to sleep, imagining that maybe Jung-su was angry because the seniors treated me too harshly, the door opened, and Jung-su returned.
"Ah, are you back? What happened earlier?"
Il-ho, who was watching TV in the living room, asked Jung-su, and Hyun-ah also looked curious, but Jung-su ignored their questions and walked straight towards me.
As Jung-su approached, I struggled to lift my upper body.
"Get up, you bitch."
My heart sank at Jung-su's harsh words, and I quickly stood up to face him.
