24-64

EP.64 Prostitution 

I couldn't sleep well due to the smell of semen rising with each breath and the growling hunger in my stomach. When I finally woke up, it was dark. 

My body ached, and I was tired, but I got up to check the time by feeling my way along the wall to find the light switch. 

After turning on the light, I saw it was around 8:30 AM. 

Even though Yebin would wake me up if I overslept, I felt a mix of relief and anxiety in the remaining time. 

I lay back down, covering my eyes from the dim yellow light, and made a resolution for the day. 

"Today... I need to try harder so I don't get hit as much as yesterday. It's embarrassing and humiliating to be spanked by Yebin, my classmate... But I'm a pathetic girl who gave up being human, so I'll just focus on satisfying the customers." 

As I thought this, my other hand began gently caressing my vagina and clitoris. 

I closed my eyes and started masturbating, imagining what kind of customers would come and what kind of scenes would unfold. 

I twirled my clitoris with my fingers, sometimes twisting it hard, and also stimulated the bead part of the urethral plug. 

Just as I was engrossed in masturbation, the door creaked open, startling me. 

"Oh my! Are you playing with your vagina from morning? If you're awake, you should clean up and get ready. You're really something, starting with masturbation right after waking up..." 

My face turned bright red as Yebin entered the room. I had been naked before, but being caught masturbating in the daytime made me even more embarrassed. I curled up, covering my vagina and breasts with my arms. 

"It's not like that..." 

Yebin tossed a bag at me and said: 

"You haven't eaten, have you? Eat this and get up. Do your job." 

"Ah... thank you." 

"Don't thank me. You earned a lot yesterday, after all. Ho ho..." 

Yebin handed me the bag and went into the bathroom. 

Just as I was about to check what was in the bag, Yebin screamed from the bathroom. 

"Ahhhh! Yu Han-na!!!" 

I was startled by the sharp cry and froze, staring at the bathroom. 

Yebin rushed out, vomiting. 

"Ugh... what is this blue bucket?! Huhu..." 

It seemed Yebin had opened the blue bucket out of curiosity. 

"Uh... it's... mine... for when I go to the bathroom..." 

I stuttered, taken aback by the unexpected situation. 

"Is it shit?" 

"Yes..." 

"Ugh! You're really disgusting! You're a shit girl, aren't you?" 

Yebin's voice was filled with contempt as she slammed the door and left. 

After Yebin left, I was stunned for a moment, but as the tension eased, my stomach began growling again. 

I opened the bag and found a roll of kimchi rice wrapped in aluminum foil and a bottle of water. 

I hastily unwrapped the rice and stuffed it into my mouth. Although it was ordinary kimchi rice, it tasted incredibly delicious. 

I felt both gratitude and shame, realizing that Yebin had brought me food despite my pathetic state. 

With my hunger sated, I went to the bathroom to tidy up my disheveled hair and start cleaning. 

As I cleaned the floor naked, I heard Yebin's voice from the counter, busy taking reservations over the phone. 

"Yes, there's an opening at 8 PM. 12 PM is too late... Yes, please be punctual as announced. No filming allowed... Yes, I'll guide you through SNS." 

"Ah...?" 

I was listening intently to Yebin's professional tone when she called out to me. 

"Han-na, you have a customer booked for 3 hours starting at 10 AM. Do your best." 

"Uh... okay..." 

Yebin handed me a small timer, and I took it, feeling a bit more like a professional prostitute. 

I set the timer and sat on the bed, feeling a mix of excitement and doubt about my role as a prostitute. 

Just as I was lost in thought, there was a knock at the door. 

I quickly got off the bed and knelt down, facing the door. 

When the door opened, I bowed my head and greeted the customer. 

"Welcome. Thank you for buying my filthy pussy." 

Usually, customers would laugh or react, but this time, there was only silence. 

I looked up to see a massive black man, nearly two meters tall, entering the room. 

He began undressing, and I was taken aback since I had never encountered a foreign customer before. 

I stood up and performed the cock-begging dance as I had practiced. 

"Uh... fuck me... please... give me your penis...?" 

I tried to beg for his penis in English, feeling awkward due to the language barrier. 

As he finished undressing, the first thing I noticed was his enormous penis, as thick as his forearm. 

I was both scared and excited, thinking about how it would soon penetrate me. 

"Kkuek!" 

The muscular man, covered in tattoos, approached me, grabbed my neck with one hand, and pushed me onto the bed. 

Before I could even process the situation, his fingers were already inside my vagina. 

Just two fingers felt thicker than a normal dildo, and I couldn't scream because his hand was still gripping my neck. 

The other hand was thrusting into my vagina as if it would tear me apart. 

I endured the pain without resistance, whimpering. 

As he inserted his penis into my hole, I felt like I was suffocating. 

I couldn't hear what he was saying, overwhelmed by the situation. 

Each thrust made the bed creak, and the bead part of the urethral plug was repeatedly pushed into my urethra. 

I was helpless, tossed around like a doll, unable to resist the customer's powerful force. 

My stomach was filled with semen, and each thrust made farting sounds as it spilled out. 

The customer continued without pause, seemingly indifferent to my state. 

At some point, I found myself enjoying this rough sex, despite the initial pain. 

Although the time seemed to drag on, I was lost in the moment. 

The customer's penis remained erect even after repeated ejaculations, and he used my face to wipe off the semen. 

I felt a hot excitement, being treated like a disposable item, and moved my body according to his will. 

Pee-bi-bik-pee-bi-bik-pee-bi-bik- 

As the timer went off, the customer slapped my vagina, which was gaping open with semen flowing out, and stood up to dress. 

"Good job, bitch." 

"Ah... thank you..." 

Before leaving, the customer gave me a thumbs-up and spoke in a deep voice. 

As soon as he left, I didn't have time to savor the afterglow. I quickly collected the thick semen from my vagina with a beer glass. 

I realized I had forgotten to ask for money or an evaluation of my performance, and I hadn't even thought about using a condom. 

Feeling foolish, I washed my face and vagina, which were sticky with semen, in the bathroom. 

I cleaned out the remaining semen inside me until the water ran clear. 

After leaving the bathroom, I lay on the bed, feeling exhausted. 

My earlier resolve had faded, and I no longer felt capable of receiving the next customer. 

As I sat there, I could smell the pungent sweat of the black man lingering on my body, which made me feel uneasy. 

I used a towel to wipe my body clean and began tidying up the room to prepare for the next customer.