A deep throating so deep it felt like it was stabbing her uvula. Deepthroats were a pretty hardcore act, so not just any hooker would do it. It wasn't about the money; it was more about their gag reflex and stamina. Jenny was different. Sure, there was a bit of a premium, but she rarely refused any rough stuff, and she didn't even charge that much extra.
"Ugh! Ugh...!"
Na-kyung's body, clad only in a tight mini-dress, trembled violently.
No matter how many times she endured it, the pain of the man's meat stabbing her uvula never got any easier. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she felt like she was going to gag. Whether Yoichi knew her pain or not, he gripped the back of Na-kyung's head and thrust his hips roughly. Na-kyung, in her agony, could only keep her mouth wide open, terrified of her teeth making contact, barely managing to hold her position.
Na-kyung's throat, overstimulated, contracted rapidly, sucking Yoichi's cock in like a vacuum cleaner. Still young and healthy, Na-kyung's body reacted sensitively and exquisitely to almost any kind of stimulation. Deepthroating was no exception.
"Ugh..."
Yoichi groaned briefly.
His expression quickly clouded over. He wanted to ram his cock down her throat until Jenny was bawling and screaming in pain, but the way she was clamping down on him made it impossible. He felt himself about to come in an instant. Yoichi gritted his teeth, trying to avoid the embarrassment of moaning like a girl at the moment of climax.
"Hngh...! Hngh-"
Na-kyung shuddered like a bitch at the chilling sensation of semen pouring directly into her throat.
Her vision blurred with tears. Na-kyung placed her hands on the floor, coughing and sputtering painfully.
"Get up now. What's with the drama?"
"S-sorry... Waaah..."
Yoichi seemed genuinely angry.
Usually, he was a pretty gentle guy during sex, even though he often resorted to violence. But today, he was savage and merciless. Na-kyung hurriedly got up as Yoichi wanted.
"Get on your hands and knees."
"Yes..."
Na-kyung's heart was pounding fast.
He was pointing at the couch that customers used while waiting - though it was questionable whether the concept of 'waiting' even existed in Yoichi's tattoo shop. Na-kyung placed her hands on the backrest and knelt down. Coincidentally, when Na-kyung got on it, she ended up facing Nan and Mae head-on.
This position is too...
Of course, she didn't dare complain. Yoichi adjusted the height to be perfect for railing Na-kyung from behind, then pulled up her tight mini-dress. Her plump, tan ass, full of elasticity, was exposed. She wasn't wearing any panties, and Yoichi grabbed Jenny's ass and spread it open as if he was used to it. It was then.
"Wait... what's this?"
Yoichi, who had been filled with excitement and anger just moments before, spoke in a chillingly cold voice.
"Huh?"
Na-kyung asked back in confusion.
What is it? Na-kyung turned her head slightly, feeling a little flustered. Hayato, the thug, who had come over at some point, was standing right next to Yoichi, staring wide-eyed at her pussy. That in itself wasn't the problem, but the two men's distorted and hardened expressions made Na-kyung feel uneasy.
"What's... wrong?"
"You, here... what kind of scar is this?"
Yoichi, forgetting his anger at being humiliated by the security guard, pointed at her flesh with his finger.
Ah... right.
Belatedly, realization, a memory she had completely forgotten, crashed over Na-kyung's head like a tidal wave. How could I forget this?
"W-well... that's... um..."
Na-kyung stammered. What should she say? The problem was that Na-kyung had only become aware of it recently, so it was unfamiliar not only to Lee Na-kyung, the Korean woman, but also to Jenny. She had no idea how to explain 'STDs' to Yoichi, let alone the Korean sisters who shared a similar culture.
"Is it an STD? Is that what it is?"
"...It, it is... but I've cured it! I've cured it... so it's okay now."
Yoichi's expression crumpled at Na-kyung's clumsy, excuse-like explanation.
Seeing Yoichi's ominous expression, Na-kyung realized her mistake. She didn't think it was a big deal, but it was still an STD. It was contagious, and to men...
"You fucking bitch! Ugh..."
Yoichi, about to raise his fist in anger, saw Harukachi, the security guard, glaring at him from inside the shop and lowered his arm in surprise.
Fucking... Yoichi muttered a rough curse under his breath. His suppressed anger was palpable. Na-kyung felt that something was seriously wrong. It wasn't like the sisters or the security guard for them would be with her forever...
"You're disgusting! Go wash up. Now!"
"Yes, yes. I understand. I'll go wash up."
"What? That girl has an STD?"
Hayato butted into the conversation between the prostitute and her pimp.
Na-kyung paused, glancing at Yoichi. Yoichi clenched his fist tightly, trying to suppress his anger, then nodded and answered nonchalantly.
"Yeah. Damn it. This is why you shouldn't hang out with hookers too often..."
"Ah~ STDs are a bit of a problem. I had a really hard time with it before..."
"Don't do it if you don't want to."
"Hey, but I can't give up the chance to have Jenny do a rimjob on me. Then can't we do it from behind? It's okay if we do it from behind, right?"
"What..."
Even as she held her breath and watched Yoichi's reaction, Na-kyung was dumbfounded and had to turn to look at the brazen blonde.
What the hell is he talking about? For free, what?
If it were up to Na-kyung, she would have refused outright. In the first place, a rimjob was impossible for her. She thought Yoichi would react similarly. After all, the decision was up to Yoichi.
However, Yoichi's answer was far from what Na-kyung expected.
"Yeah. That's a good idea."
Yoichi suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth. His eyes, blazing as he glared at Na-kyung. He pointed to the makeshift bathroom attached to the shop and ordered.
"Go wash your ass properly too. It's been a while since we've done it from behind."
"Y-Yoichi..."
"What? You don't like that either? Hey, security guard. Is this a problem too?"
Yoichi grabbed Na-kyung's slender shoulders and shook her roughly. A strange atmosphere began to circulate in the shop. The taciturn security guard passed the ball back to his employer in response to the young tattoo shop owner's question.
"Huh? From behind? What's that... Ah! You're going to stick it in her butt?"
Hayato burst out laughing at Nan's vulgar and explicit question. On the other hand, Na-kyung's face turned red with shame.
"That's right! These people from Korea know what's up..."
"I don't care. I just came to see Jenny as usual. Do it that way."
Nan completely ignored Na-kyung's expectations this time as well. Rather, she grinned as if she was enjoying it, her face very annoying.
"Did you hear that? Go wash up."
"...Yes."
Na-kyung had no room for argument.
Leaving Yoichi's cold words behind, she took off her clothes with her shoulders slumped and went into the bathroom. As Na-kyung's shapely lower body was exposed, Hayato whistled. Na-kyung's slender nude body, tanned to a healthy bronze thanks to consistent tanning, was certainly attractive.
"Ugh..."
Na-kyung, who had taken off her clothes and entered the bathroom with her shoulders slumped, was a sight to behold.
It was called a bathroom for the sake of it, but it was just a cheap, opaque cloth that was connected to the water supply and covered it up. It was such a poor facility that it might have been better to have an outdoor temporary shower room. In the past, Na-kyung would never have imagined washing her body in such a place, no matter how much she liked to shower, but now that she was used to the shoddy hardware of the hostel chain, she didn't care.
Ah... I'm really in trouble today.
I had a rough idea since I went on a 'tour' with the Mae and Nan sisters, but I never imagined that Yoichi would join in. And even that annoying blonde kid.
Swish...
Lukewarm water, neither hot nor cold, soaked Na-kyung's naked body.
"Ugh..."
As she washed her body, she began to feel strange.
Yoichi's anger and violence were still frightening, but that was a relatively distant future problem. No, even if it wasn't that far away, it wasn't right now. She quietly pushed her fear to the back of her mind and thought about the pleasure that would follow - Yoichi didn't really like anal sex, so he was probably trying to humiliate and torment Na-kyung.
It might not be so bad.
She stood straight on two legs and spread her legs slightly. As she bent over and looked at her pubic mound, she could see that the marks from the treatment were still there. They were lighter than before, so Na-kyung felt a little relieved. It certainly wasn't a permanent scar that would never disappear... Na-kyung cleaned the two holes she used to receive men's cocks thoroughly, thinking comfortably.
"Haa... Hngh..."
A lewd moan escaped her lips without her knowing it.
There was a mirror in the bathroom, as if it were a bathroom. Na-kyung looked in the mirror and awkwardly pulled up the corners of her mouth. Sex with Yoichi from behind. It wouldn't be so bad. If I do well now, I'll get hit less later when the sisters go back to Korea. I didn't like being in pain, but if I couldn't avoid it, it was better to reduce it as much as possible.
She cleaned the inside of the holes as thoroughly as possible with her bare hands, so that the men wouldn't have an uncomfortable experience. In the process, her lower abdomen gradually became hot. Na-kyung acted like a faithful prostitute. She put on the necklace she had taken off after showering. She didn't touch her face, so her makeup was still intact. Yoichi preferred Na-kyung to dress 'like a prostitute'.
"Ah..."
Na-kyung, who had roughly wiped off the water and came out in her pure nakedness, was startled.
In the middle of the tattoo shop. There was an old glass table that Yoichi used for customer reception. The original location was on the corner. Unlike Yoichi, who still hadn't killed all his anger, the faces of the sisters and Hayato were lit up with anticipation.
"Lie down on this."
"...Yes..."
Gulp. Na-kyung swallowed hard and slowly took a step.
Her large breasts bounced noticeably just by walking, causing the usual breast morphing. Hayato whistled habitually and scanned her naked body blatantly up and down. Na-kyung's slender nude body, tanned to a healthy bronze thanks to consistent tanning, was certainly attractive.
"Ugh..."
She curled up on the glass table, arching her hips high and lying down. Na-kyung moaned softly at the stinging cold and pain of her breasts being crushed against the cold glass. Yoichi, not satisfied with that, demanded that she put her hands behind her back. When Na-kyung obeyed, he handcuffed her wrists behind her thighs. This way, Na-kyung could never get out of the position of arching her fleshy ass and lying down like a bitch on her own.
"Ah... Yoichi... this is a bit-"
"Shut up."
Yoichi growled lowly, dismissing Na-kyung's complaint.
"I'm first. You're next."
"Of course, boss. Is there any doubt?"
Hayato nodded, grinning.
Yoichi stood behind Na-kyung. He took off his clothes again. As the clothes slipped off - swish - Na-kyung's heart began to beat as if it would burst.
"I have to be careful not to hurt your neck, Jenny."
"Yes, yes..."
Nan added a word with a smile. It was too embarrassing a position. If she raised her head slightly, she could see the Nan and Mae sisters sitting comfortably on the sofa. Mae was avoiding looking straight at her, perhaps because it was difficult to do so, while Nan was grinning and watching the prostituted woman being humiliated, as if she was enjoying it.
"Hngh... Waaah..."
Yoichi's fingers dug into Na-kyung's secret hole, a hole originally used only for excretion.
"What, this bitch. Why is it so tight? Haven't you used it in a while?"
"Ugh...! Yes, yes... Th-there weren't any customers looking for it for a while-"
"Fucking hell, you're annoying in so many ways."
Yoichi muttered a curse. He spat on his hand - ptooey - and then his fingers roughly rummaged around inside Na-kyung's asshole.
"Augh...! Ugh...!"
Na-kyung's painful screams echoed through the tattoo shop.