A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 244: Player’s Dream (7) ***

Chapter 244: Player’s Dream (7) ***

"Kuh, kill it!"

I want to die.

"Even if you try to humiliate me, it won't go your way!"

I want to die.

"If you untie this and bow down even now, I will spare your life!"

Please, anyone is welcome. I'd rather kill you.

"Kkekekeke. If you take away the famous ?Purple Witch?, She's just a girl. I could have some fun."

"If I had only been able to use my original strength, I wouldn't have been a match for you guys... Oh, no. No. "I can't do it!"

– Tiring.

Video recording stopped with a cheerful sound.

My junior looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"Senior. Aren't you so bad at acting? "If you're good at everything else, why are you acting like this?"

The situation until a moment ago was all smoke.

That is also a script written by a junior to suit my character.

I felt a little anxious when they told me I was going to film a video, but I never thought they would ask me to act.

Moreover, perhaps because the script was written by a junior, each and every line was very old and outdated.

What is 'Kwik, kill me!', 'Kuhk, kill me!'.

Yes, it's a cliche, but that means that the situation is a cliche, and I'm not saying you should actually include that line.

I hope you'll consider my shame at having to act out such tacky lines myself.

Also, they said that they didn't put any thought into it and that they should liven up the atmosphere a little more.

I thought I was going crazy because I was so embarrassed that I kept repeating the same act because there were so many orders for a topic that wasn't even at the amateur level.

If someone decides to humiliate me, there aren't many better means than this.

I felt like I wanted to roll around on the floor and find a mouse hole.

Without knowing how I felt, my junior calmly checked the recorded video and said.

"Ah. Still, the facial expressions were good. Doesn't that really look like you're embarrassed and don't know what to do?"

It's real, so it's natural.

"Hmm... Although there are some disappointing aspects, I think this is still okay. Let's move on."

"Next? Is there still anything left?"

"Of course. "It starts now?"

The junior said so and pulled down the zipper on Jjoljjol's crotch.

I thought clothes with zippers like that were only for women. That's right, it would hurt terribly if my balls were caught in the zipper.

The junior, who must have already been pinched a few times, carefully opened the zipper and took out the penis, shaking it.

"Senior. "You can act well this time, right?"

"..."

I avoided eye contact without saying a word.

It's not that I'm bad at acting.

I'm not particularly good at it, but I still do as much as everyone else. I even did some theater during my school days.

However, I did not want to say the embarrassing lines that my junior asked me to say even if I could.

If you look at the voice actors, they seem to be able to read even the more embarrassing and tacky lines without showing it. After all, a professional is a professional.

My junior saw me not answering and said he knew that, so he put a ball gag in her mouth.

"Eup, eup. Ugh?"

"If you do this, there is no need to act. Okay?"

I wonder if it worked.

However, it was also true that it was better than reciting embarrassing lines, so I thought it would be better to keep my mouth shut.

The junior who started filming again said something to himself and then attacked me.

"Ugh! "Eup!"

Ah. There is one more good thing about having your mouth blocked.

Even if you don't pretend to hate it, it creates an atmosphere where you feel like you're being forced to do it.

My body, which was tied up again for filming, was just toyed with as my junior did.

My junior sat behind me and massaged my chest and licked the back of my neck with his tongue.

He really looked like a typical third-rate villain.

Ah. First, since the setup is that he is threatening me, he is a third-rate villain.

No matter how many times I have experienced physical contact, my skill at caressing breasts has also improved significantly.

Even so, it's not to the point where I can make a woman leave just by caressing her breasts, but it's now to the point where it doesn't hurt when I massage her breasts.

Slowly, so it doesn't hurt.

Sometimes, I fail to control my strength, and it hurts a little when I hold on tight, but it feels better because it gives me the feeling of being humiliated.

The junior remotely adjusted the camera's position and took detailed pictures of her breasts bouncing around with his fingers.

He played with my breasts as if they were his toys, including the way his fingers were buried in my breasts every time I applied pressure, the way my nipples twitched when I teased them, and he recorded the entire process.

Kwaak.

"Town... !"

When my breasts were suddenly squeezed, a tingling sensation of pleasure went through my upper body, as if my erogenous zone had been stimulated.

I didn't even touch the nipple, which is a real erogenous zone.

I unconsciously twisted her upper body and tried to pull out her breasts, but this only served to stimulate her junior.

The junior smiled happily as if she had found my weakness and put more pressure on her hand holding her breast.

"Ugh, that. Ugh... ?"

My body automatically bent forward.

It's strange.

Wouldn't your breasts be this sensitive?

Was there anything that made you sensitive? Wow?

When I looked back on my memories, I felt like something would come to mind, but every time I did, my thoughts couldn't flow properly due to the hand that grabbed my chest as if milking it.

"You're holding on like this, it's real from now on!"

After massaging my breasts for a while, my junior couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, pushing me forward and knocking me down.

As if he was trying to continue acting that wasn't working yet, he put his dick to her pussy while saying some extremely awkward lines.

Uh. Wait a minute.

"Ugh?! Town! "Eup!!!"

I couldn't see it in detail, but it definitely looked like he wasn't wearing any contraceptives?

However, my words could not be heard because of the ball gag in my mouth.

No, it seemed like it had been passed down.

I'm sure you can guess what I'm talking about. My junior whispered slyly in my ear so as not to be filmed on camera.

"Huh? "I can't really hear what you're saying."

He must have kept his mouth shut with this in mind from the beginning.

I thought I was stupid, but I didn't know there would be a sudden build-up.

But for me, being pregnant was already a good thing.

The reason I didn't like being pregnant was because I had an instinctive feeling of 'I don't like it for some reason!', But after having condom sex a few times, I realized it was not okay.

No matter how ultra-thin it is with cutting-edge technology, there is a big difference between having one piece and not having it.

So, to me now, no-contact sex doesn't seem that threatening. If anything, the acting he did a little while ago was more threatening.

The junior, who had no idea that even live vaginal sex had been lifted without even realizing it, laughed lowly and stabbed himself in the waist, as if a great criminal plan had succeeded.

"Ugh... !"

My body, which had been tormented only by my chest, was suddenly penetrated into my vagina, and I felt a pleasant sensation of pleasure, like scratching an itch.

It was difficult for me to hold back from almost shaking my back without realizing it.

I couldn't be more thankful for my junior's actions of immediately sticking his dick in as if he wasn't going to give me any time to rest.

"What... !"

The junior who was lying on my back lifted my upper body with enthusiasm.

It hurt a little because my chest bounced loudly every time I was penetrated, but now even that painful feeling has become a pleasure.

Before I knew it, saliva was leaking out of the ball gag that was in my mouth and falling on the floor.

My junior's camera was taking pictures of me being humiliated, with my entire body tied up, my clothes all torn and unable to cover the parts that should be covered, and my face probably very embarrassed as a woman.

Why did my junior try to film a video by acting, even though he wasn't good at it?

Could it be that someone else is watching this video that is being filmed?

The thought of so many men masturbating in front of the screen while looking at my miserable appearance made my lower stomach ache.

Some of those people might recognize me.

If that happens, you might get called out by people other than your juniors and end up in even worse situations.

A life of being a popular female college student during the day, and a receiver of semen from unknown men at night.

Perhaps among the men who use me at night, there are men I didn't even date during the day.

The thoughts continued to move further and further.

In a situation where my eyes were blurred by the pleasure of my junior's cock penetrating deep into my body and hitting my cervix, my excited body overlapped with my imagination, further doubling the pleasure.

"... Senior. "I'll pack it inside."

The junior whispered something in her ear again, but she couldn't hear it properly.

I guess it's okay. Anything is fine, so I want you to fuck me a little harder now.

The hand that cruelly and arbitrarily massages my breasts, and the cock that cuts through the vagina and shows the woman's pleasure every time it penetrates, harder.

Harder.

...

– View!

The consciousness that had faded in pleasure returned with the sensation of something being injected deep inside.

But that is not the end of pleasure, it is even more intense???

"Uuuuu... !!!"

My gaze trembles here and there.

No, something didn't even catch my eye.

The orgasmic pleasure of cumming for the first time since entering this dream reminded me of the true pleasure I had forgotten.

Ah. Why did I say I didn't like this?

I should have done a good job of coming up with the concept.

Along with a little regret, I was filled with anticipation at the thought that I could continue to enjoy this pleasure from now on.

I guess I can enjoy it a little longer before I wake up... ?