24-63

EP.63 Disappointment 

I was constantly called to different rooms without any time to rest, and before I knew it, the evening had passed. 

Around 11 PM, Yebin entered the room where I was, indicating that my schedule for the day was over. 

Yebin held a riding crop, which Hye-na often used, and sat on the bed. Seeing the crop, I instinctively stood up, clasped my hands together, and bowed my head in respect, acknowledging Yebin's authority over me. 

Yebin instructed me to bring her the beer glass and began examining my daily performance. 

The glass contained less semen than the target line Yebin had drawn, but I had collected more than I expected. 

Some customers didn't use condoms, and others ejaculated into my mouth, making it difficult to collect semen. When they ejaculated inside me, I had to clean up quickly for the next customer, so my vagina was never dry. 

The other glass, which held the money I received, contained very little cash compared to the number of customers. 

This was because many customers claimed they had no cash after finishing, and I had no means to force them to pay. 

"Hmm... since you didn't do well today, I'll let it slide. You didn't meet the target." 

Yebin spoke kindly while opening a notebook on the bedside table. 

I watched anxiously as Yebin read through the evaluations of my performance. 

"2 points. 1 point. 5 points. 3 points. 2 points. 10 points. 7 points. 4 points. 8 points. 2 points. 2 points. 1 point...?" 

The evaluations as a female were dismal. 

"..." 

I couldn't say anything, just keeping my head bowed, and Yebin spoke up. 

"What did you do to get such scores? Even if your pussy is loose, this is ridiculous. Ah, I need a calculator. There's one by the cash register. Could you bring it?" 

"Yes..." 

I quickly left the room, found the calculator, and brought it back to Yebin. 

After typing away, Yebin's face contorted in frustration. 

"Total of 73. When am I supposed to hit you that many times? Hurry up." 

I immediately turned around, assumed the punishment position, and raised my buttocks toward Yebin. 

Slap! 

"One!" 

"Puhahaha! You're even counting? I'll hit you quickly~" 

Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap- 

Yebin hit my buttocks alternately at a rapid pace. 

At first, it wasn't very painful, but as the slaps continued, the pain grew. 

Being spanked by someone of the same age, with my anal plug exposed, was more humiliating than I could have imagined. 

After the beating, my buttocks were red and swollen, and love juices dripped from my vagina onto my face. 

"Ugh~ Even in this state, you're still dripping love juices. You're a real masochist, aren't you? From tomorrow, try harder to squeeze out more semen." 

"Yes... I'll try to tighten my pussy more..." 

My response, accepting the humiliation and punishment from a former classmate, felt incredibly foolish. 

"Starting tomorrow, you'll have real customers. It's best to prepare yourself mentally." 

"Real customers...?" 

"Yes. Most of the customers you'll receive are problematic ones who have been banned from other places. Or should I find customers for you and make reservations?" 

I didn't fully understand Yebin's words, but I sensed that these wouldn't be normal customers. 

"Alright. You can go now! Good job~" 

"Yes... thanks..." 

As I was about to leave, Yebin called me back. 

"Hey, Han-na." 

"Huh?" 

"Take this beer glass with you." 

I was about to take the glass with semen to the bathroom when Yebin stopped me again. 

"Han-na." 

"Yes?" 

"Are you planning to throw away the semen customers gave you in the bathroom?" 

I looked at Yebin with a confused expression, still holding the glass. 

"Of course not! You need to keep it inside your body. From now on, drink it all in front of me." 

I looked at the glass, which contained a mixture of semen and my love juices, and took a deep breath. 

I brought the glass to my lips, and the pungent smell filled my nostrils. 

Closing my eyes, I began to drink, and the liquid felt smooth in my mouth with a slightly salty taste. 

But there was no sweet, floral scent like in fantasies. 

After finishing, I felt a strong urge to vomit from the bitter taste of the semen rising from my stomach. 

"Ugh... Gulp... Ugh... Huhu... Huhu..." 

"Good job. Since the bus will stop running soon, you can either go to Jung-su's place or stay here. Just turn off the lights when you leave." 

"Haah... Haah... Thanks... Ugh..." 

After Yebin left, I felt an urgent need to urinate. 

I walked through the darkened karaoke hall, swallowing the semen that kept rising, and headed to Jung-su's house. 

Actually, I wanted to see Jung-su as an excuse to relieve my bladder. 

Today, I had to treat Yebin like my superior, but in my heart, Jung-su was my true master. 

I wanted to be comforted by Jung-su after a day of being treated poorly. 

I took off my clothes, put on my dog collar, and knocked on the door. 

Knock-knock- 

The door opened shortly, and Jung-su appeared. 

"Ah... I need to pee... The bucket... Here..." 

I stuttered, overwhelmed by the smell of semen. 

Jung-su looked at me and kicked the bucket beside the door with his foot. 

"Take it and go. I'll tell Hye-na." 

"Yes..." 

Jung-su went back inside and closed the door, leaving me staring at the closed entrance in disappointment. 

Perhaps I had hoped for a word of encouragement or appreciation from Jung-su, given that I was selling my body at his command. 

But instead of praise, I was met with indifference, which made me feel utterly miserable and depressed. 

I put on my clothes again, took the heavy bucket, and returned to the karaoke place. 

As soon as I entered the room, I undressed and took the bucket to the bathroom. 

Opening the lid, the foul smell filled the air, and my already upset stomach couldn't take it. 

"Ugh... Ugh... Ugh... Huhu... Huhu..." 

I vomited, but all that came up was semen, making my nausea worse. 

After vomiting, I quickly removed the urethral plug and urinated. 

Splurrrt- 

As I pulled out the plug, the pain of my urethra being scraped made me gasp, and yellow urine flowed out. 

I strained my bladder to empty it completely, then closed the bucket lid. 

After rinsing the plug with water, I reinserted it into my urethra and bowed my head to the toilet, apologizing. 

"Senior Toilet... I'm sorry for vomiting on you..." 

In this small, isolated space, I felt a strange sense of reverence for the toilet. 

I left the bathroom and lay on the floor, masturbating while recalling the events of the day. 

My clitoris, which was extremely sensitive from not being properly stimulated, was brutally twisted, and my nipple piercings were pulled as if they might tear. 

I had to beg customers to use condoms, and my tattoos and attitude seemed to provoke their sadistic tendencies. 

The system of evaluating my performance after sex thoroughly crushed my last shred of dignity as a female. 

Although today was my first day and it was the most sexually active day of my life, it was far from satisfying my sexual desires since it was all one-sided. 

I continued masturbating on the floor and eventually took a simple shower in the bathroom. 

I fell asleep in the stuffy room, which had no windows and was filled with stale cigarette smoke.