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Episode 173: Hey. Get on All Fours, I’ll Treat You Like a Dog 

"What, you still think I didn’t recognize you? Yeon-woo noona?" 

"You...?!" 

Lee Yeon-woo’s eyes widened in shock. 

What… did he just say? 

She stammered, and Kang Hyun-sung looked down at her with a sly smile, like a mischievous kid who’d caught a bug alive. 

"That’s disappointing, you know? We drank and talked for a couple hours, at least." 

"…Th-that’s…" 

"Still, to think I wouldn’t recognize you right in front of me…" 

Up until now, Yeon-woo had never been flustered by a man. 

It was always the other way around. 

She’d been a rich kid (once), with nothing lacking in looks or body, 

so it was natural she was a dominant force in the dating market. 

But… 

Even Yeon-woo froze like ice in the face of this blow. 

"So, there’s no need for this mask anymore, right?" 

Even as Hyun-sung boldly removed her mask, 

even as he opened her stewardess costume and groped her large breasts with practiced hands, 

even as he grabbed her chin and kissed her at will, teasing her  

Yeon-woo, overwhelmed, couldn’t say a word and was dragged along helplessly. 

Hyun-sung, smiling as if mocking her, whispered in her ear: 

"You were so haughty yesterday… but you’re so polite today, huh?" 

"…!" 

He was poking fun at how she’d desperately tried to be a good hostess earlier, to avoid being found out. 

Yeon-woo’s brows shot up, flustered. 

"So what are you going to do?" 

"Me? Do what?" 

Now that her identity was exposed, Yeon-woo dropped the polite “Yeon-a” act and started speaking informally, like yesterday. 

"Are you… are you going to spread this at school…?" 

But… 

She started out strong, but her words trailed off. 

If her dirty secret spread at school? 

The image she’d built up so carefully  

the elegant, wealthy heiress, all for her future “prince” would be ruined. 

Those with a lot to lose are always the most afraid. 

Yeon-woo, fearing the consequences, couldn’t maintain her bravado. 

Sensing her fear, Hyun-sung lightly slapped her natural G-cup breast, which had been flattened by gravity. 

 Smack! 

A light but clear sign of dominance. 

"…Ah" 

"Why stop? Keep talking." 

Pinned under Hyun-sung, Yeon-woo just looked around nervously, already having lost the upper hand physically and mentally. 

Hyun-sung, acting as if he’d done this many times before, continued to tease Yeon-woo’s beautiful body and whispered, 

"I’m not a bad guy. I mean, would I really… really need to tell anyone?" 

"You… you won’t say anything?" 

"Well… for now?" 

Yeon-woo almost looked relieved, but the “for now” made her freeze again. 

And at that moment, Hyun-sung’s fingers slipped into her pussy. 

"Ah… are you not supposed to do this in a kiss room? Is this not allowed?" 

He asked if it was okay, but Yeon-woo couldn’t say no. 

"…It’s… it’s okay…" 

"Wow… even this is allowed in a kiss room? Is that legal?" 

Hyun-sung teased her on purpose. 

Yeon-woo bit her lip in shame, but soon, for a different reason, she bit down harder. 

"...Ahang♥!" 

A wave of pleasure hit her out of nowhere. 

Amazingly, Hyun-sung’s fingers found her most sensitive spot in her pussy and pressed it right away. 

"Heh… Noona, you look like a goddess, but your moans are so cute. ‘Ahang♥!’ really?" 

She was being humiliated by a guy three years her junior, the same age as her little brother… 

But Yeon-woo, who’d never known this side of herself, began to realize that being teased and dominated in a corner, her secret exposed, was awakening a masochistic streak she’d never suspected. 

‘Why… why does this feel so good… what’s with these fingers…?!’ 

It wasn’t just his skill  

it was the situation: 

her dirty secret revealed, being half-blackmailed and forcefully fingered by a much younger guy in a kiss room. 

No one had ever dared to treat her this way, 

and she’d never imagined she’d get off on the shame and humiliation. 

So her body responded immediately. 

She started leaking pussy juice, as if to say, “Ready to be fucked now.” 

Squish! Squish! Squish! 

Even for someone who was always wet, she’d never soaked herself this much, this fast. 

"Wow… listen to that… that’s so fucking hot." 

"Hngh… y-you… with your fingers…" 

"What, do you cum this fast? For someone who acts so cool, you’ve got a filthy, slutty pussy, huh?" 

"…Hngh!!" 

Yeon-woo never saw it coming, 

but Hyun-sung, who’d already fucked his own sister and mother, 

was so depraved now that a girl like Yeon-woo, unable to hide her weakness, was just easy prey. 

He felt deep satisfaction watching the “aviation goddess,” who’d soaked the sheets with her juices, writhing like a salted worm. 

‘They say the cool, haughty ones are the filthiest sluts… it’s true.’ 

Honestly, Yeon-woo hadn’t done anything wrong to Hyun-sung. 

She was just a friend’s boyfriend’s acquaintance, 

acted properly, 

and did nothing out of line. 

But if she was guilty of anything, it was being too sexy. 

And trusting a slut like Go Joo-hee, who was already Hyun-sung’s slave, as a friend. 

And drunkenly revealing her biggest secret… 

That was all. 

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Just a few minutes of Hyun-sung fingering her pussy, 

and the once-proud “aviation goddess,” the rich girl with the 8-million-won designer bag, 

was gone. 

Now, she was just a drooling, tongue-lolling, leg-trembling bitch, 

a slut who jerked off strangers for money at a kiss room. 

"Haaah!" 

Turned on by her filthiness, Hyun-sung lost his own self-control, yanked off Yeon-woo’s panties, 

grabbed her slim ankles, and spread her legs wide. 

"Ah…?" 

Feeling the loss of his fingers, Yeon-woo looked down, 

and Hyun-sung, eyes glinting, buried his face in her pussy. 

"Frrrrrrp!" 

He noisily slurped up her pussy juice. 

"Ah! That’s… that’s dirty…!" 

Yeon-woo had never experienced such primal sex. 

Her previous boyfriends had all been polite, wealthy sons. 

No one from a rough background like Hyun-sung had ever gone down on her so shamelessly. 

But for Hyun-sung, her pussy was worth licking. 

It had only a faint, healthy scent, and her juices were as clean as her face. 

"What, you can’t even get your pussy eaten in a kiss room?" 

"Th-that’s…" 

Ah… 

She gave up. 

She didn’t even want to resist anymore. 

Her cool, fashionable exterior was gone, 

her true, lustful self filling her body. 

So even as Hyun-sung, cock throbbing, moved closer to her pussy, 

she told herself, “If this gets out, I’ll just say I was blackmailed,” 

rationalizing her own surrender. 

She had to believe she wasn’t just a slut letting a near-stranger raw dog her after cumming from his fingers. 

But as Hyun-sung started rubbing his cock against her clit, he suddenly stopped. 

Without realizing it, Yeon-woo felt a pang of disappointment. 

"…Why?" 

"Oh, sex in a kiss room is illegal, right? You said so before." 

"…" 

"And there’s no condom, so it’d have to be raw… should I stop?" 

Now? After all that? 

So Yeon-woo hesitated, 

"…It-it’s fine… if I keep quiet…" 

"Really?" 

"And… if I don’t, you’ll spread this at school, right? So just fuck me once and that’s it." 

"Huh? When did I ever say that?" 

"…" 

Right. 

He’d never actually threatened her. 

Yeon-woo wanted to crawl into a hole. 

She’d just exposed how badly she wanted to be fucked. 

Hyun-sung, smirking, whispered even more humiliatingly in her ear: 

"Hey. Get on all fours, I’ll treat you like a dog."