Convenience store employee becomes a temporary sex slave

On a weekend morning,

the sunlight streamed into my small room right on time.

The alarm clock, as expected, went to rest.

Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I

staggered into the bathroom,

letting the cool water wash away the night's dreams.

Looking at the time, it was already past 8.

Holidays always bring a bit more leisure.

Although the weather seemed nice,

there was still a slight chill in the air .

Looking at myself in the mirror,

wearing only a large t-shirt that barely covered my lower body,

I started to feel cold. I

longed to retreat to the soft blankets. After a

brief moment of relief

, I wiped my damp labia,

wanting only to quickly return to the warmth of my room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I saw A-Ying.

I was stunned for a moment, while

A-Ying stared... He stared at my genitals for a while

before pointing at them and saying,

"You saw me..."

I quickly pulled down my clothes to try and cover myself,

then pushed him away and ran back to my room.

Because Ah Ying works the night shift at a convenience store, she doesn't get off until 7 a.m., so

we rarely see

each other. I'm usually alone in the dorm, so I don't really care about being

seen while dressed inappropriately. It's happened several times

already. Actually, I was already quite casual about what I wore at home. But

ever since I had sex with my younger brother and dad

, they've made me dress very indecently at home or not at all.

When we're watching TV, they come over and hug me,

constantly touching my breasts and playing with me. It's common for him to have sex with my genitals

. Occasionally, after dinner, he'll make me perform oral sex

and then ejaculate on me before making me shower.

At first, I hated this feeling of being treated like a toy. But

gradually, I became less resistant,

probably because my body got used to it and

I started to enjoy it .

However, after moving out,

habits aren't something you can just change.

Before, when I lived at my aunt's house,

I was scolded several times for dressing too casually and running around the house.

Although once my cousin deliberately made me naked, he had sex with me in the living room and then left me there before

rushing back to join the army. He happened to return shortly afterward. The aunt caught

me, and I lied to her, saying I was going to do laundry and would wash myself too.

Of course, I still got scolded…

In the short two or three months since I moved out,

I've known there are other people living under the same roof,

so I'm always extra careful

. Before leaving my room, I always listen to see if anyone's outside and

check the time to see if it's when Ah Ying is working.

But he still unexpectedly shows up in front of me.

The most common thing is that he wakes up wearing only a shirt and walks out of the room.

Or after washing clothes in the bathroom, his wet t-shirt is semi-transparent

and clings to his breasts, making it look like he's shirtless. He just walks to the balcony to wring out the clothes…

And another time…

I forgot to bring a change of clothes while showering and ran back to my room naked to get some, only to

bump into him just as he was leaving for work.

When I went to the bathroom, I was only wearing a t-shirt and ran out of the room,

so he saw my genitals a few times.

At first, he just blushed and quickly looked away,

but now he's slowly and openly staring at my body.

But I can only blame myself

for being a little too oblivious…

I was stunned in bed for a moment…

then I remembered that some seniors from the film club were going to help with rehearsals today,

but the appointment was at 1 pm.

I guess they didn't want to get up so early on the weekend.

So, what should I do in the morning?

My stomach started to feel hungry… so

I went to… I'll go check out the convenience store to see what they have to eat...

I'm wearing a loose white shirt and

a slightly long gray skirt

, but since I don't have time to go home to get winter clothes,

I'll just wear my school jacket . As for

underwear...

I figured since I'm wearing a jacket and the skirt isn't very short,

I wouldn't wear anything else.

Although it's not far from school, only a few streets away,

the area is surprisingly remote.

There are many houses in the alleys, but no food stalls...

I always have to walk to the vicinity of school to buy breakfast,

and on this weekend morning, the streets feel especially deserted.

Luckily, there's a convenience store nearby where I can buy something to eat

. *ding* With a "thump," I stepped inside.

The somewhat annoying mustachioed shopkeeper stood behind the counter, reading a newspaper

. Aside from that, there was no one else in the shop.

I glanced at the clock on the wall—it was almost 9 o'clock.

Although there weren't many customers here on weekdays, I figured it would be about the same on a weekend morning.

The mustachioed shopkeeper wasn't exactly friendly

; if another convenience store opened nearby, he'd definitely close it.

I walked over to the rice ball section, considering what to eat.

The mustachioed shopkeeper then went to the refrigerator and started organizing the drinks.

I figured I wasn't that hungry anyway. The mustachioed shopkeeper walked away again,

and I went to the magazine section, picked up a magazine, and started reading. I got up.

Although there weren't many magazines to read, it was still a good way to pass the time.

I'd only flipped through a few pages when I noticed the man with the mustache staring at me through the large mirror on top of the refrigerator.

After flipping through a few more pages, I felt a little uncomfortable,

so I bought some rice balls and left.

Just as I was putting the magazine back on the shelf ,

the man with the mustache called out, "Hey!"

The sudden voice from behind startled me.

The magazine I was holding hadn't been putting away properly and fell,

pulling down a bunch of other things on the shelf.

The man with the mustache yelled, "Ah! What are you doing?!"

Han stammered, "I...I didn't mean to..."

I panicked and quickly knelt down to pick up the book.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "What if the books get dirty and can't be sold? You'll have to pay for them!"

Han: "Huh?!?!~"

Looking at the magazines and books on the ground, it must have cost over a thousand dollars .

Han: "But...but...it's not that dirty...it just...fell on the ground..."

Although it really was just some dust, the magazines were made of very thin paper,

and some of them had folded when they fell to the ground.

While I was frantically tidying them up, I accidentally tore off a magazine cover...

The mustachioed shopkeeper was staring at me angrily...

Han: "But...but...I...don't have that much money with me...what should I do..."

I didn't dare to look at him, and just kept looking down at the books on the ground...

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "How about this?" "Help me out at the shop, consider it payment for my part-time job."

Han: "Part-time job?...How long?"

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "One hour...no...two hours."

I figured I didn't have the right to refuse, so I agreed. The

mustachioed shopkeeper: "Then pick up all the books first—hurry up!"

Han: "Oh...okay..."

It was quite a struggle to pick up all the books from the floor and slowly put them back on the shelves.

Because the shop was air-conditioned, it was warmer than outside, and I had been wearing my school winter uniform jacket.

I was covered in sweat after finishing the books...

I walked to a corner of the shop, where the mustachioed shopkeeper was waiting for me outside the warehouse.

He gestured for me to follow him inside.

The warehouse was full of goods—food, household items—almost everything the shop sold was there.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Come on—put all these..." "Take it outside and put it out there~"

He pointed to the boxes and boxes of instant noodles piled up next to him and explained how to arrange them...

The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "What's wrong? You're sweating after just tidying up the books.

There's air conditioning in the shop, you don't need to wear a coat."

Because I really felt hot, I had no choice but to take off my coat and put it on the table next to me.

After all, it was a winter coat, and taking it off really made me feel much cooler.

I even pulled up my collar to cool down a bit.

At this moment, the mustachioed shopkeeper stared at me in surprise.

I came to my senses and saw that my sweaty white shirt was clinging to my chest,

and not wearing a bra made my nipples clearly visible, with a slight protrusion on the pocket of my breast...

Seeing the mustachioed shopkeeper's lewd look, I quickly covered my chest with my hands,

although I briefly wanted to take off my coat... I put it back on, but…

the mustachioed shopkeeper said, “Alright, alright~ hurry up and take the instant noodles out and put them on display~” with a sly grin on his face…

Because it was so hot and I was being chased out, I had no choice but to give up…

Luckily, there were no customers in the shop, otherwise I would have been quite conspicuous…

But the worst part was that the mustachioed shopkeeper kept following me.

Because my hands were busy, I couldn’t keep covering my chest,

so he had to keep watching my almost half-naked chest as I ran around…

This happened two or three times. When I went back to the warehouse to get something

, I found that the item I needed was on a very high shelf.

I looked around but couldn’t find anything to stand on to elevate myself,

so I had to stand on tiptoe and try to reach it a little bit… I struggled like that for 5 minutes… =

The Mustache Shop Manager: "What's wrong? It's taking you so long to get something."

Han: "I...I can't reach it...it's too high." I was still trying to reach the item on the shelf...

At this moment, the mustache shop manager walked directly behind me and pressed himself against my back.

Han: "Ah!" I was pressed against the shelf by him.

I felt like he was reaching out to help me get something, but he grabbed my hand instead.

Mustache Shop Manager: "Ah, can't you reach a little further?"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled it upwards forcefully.

Han: "Ah!!! It hurts!!! It hurts so much!!"

He pulled my slender wrist upwards, ignoring my cries of pain,

and even lifted my body, my feet almost leaving the ground...

I felt like my hand was about to be torn off. Just then, my hand touched the item I was trying to get.

I quickly grabbed the thing ,

Han: "I got it! Let go~ Let go~"

I was almost crying, and the thing I took fell to the side...

The mustachioed shopkeeper was still pressing tightly against my back,

I could even feel something hard pressing on my buttocks.

Han: "Get away... it hurts me to be pressed down like this..."

Before I could finish speaking, my breasts were grabbed tightly from behind,

and then my nipples were roughly squeezed and rubbed.

Han: "Ahhh!! What... what are you doing???!!!"

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "You're not helping at all, I think I'll find another way to pay for your part-time work..." The mustachioed

shopkeeper spoke very quickly, and seemed to be getting more and more excited.

Han: "No~ no~ let go "Get off me~"

I was pinned against the shelf, my wrists still red and throbbing from being grabbed, making it impossible to push him away.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, then reached his left hand directly into my collar and forcefully grabbed my breasts.

Han: "Ah~...no..."

The mustachioed shop manager: "Oh~ your nipples are hard...I think you actually want them too, do n't you?

You have such a pretty and cute face, yet you have such a lewd body~

I couldn't stand it when you were swinging your breasts around the store just now, coming

out without a bra, are you an exhibitionist~ you little pervert~"

Han: "I...I didn't...ah~..."

My nipples were being constantly teased, and my hot breasts were touching the cold shelf next to me, and

I started to get excited too. " Get up~"

The mustachioed shopkeeper reached out and pulled at my skirt. The

skirt, which barely reached my knees, was quickly pulled up to my waist.

Then he touched my waist and realized I wasn't wearing underwear...

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "No way~ You're not even wearing underwear under your skirt!? What are students thinking these days~

By the way~ Judging from your coat, you're a student at that high school nearby, right? You

must be very popular with the boys at school. Judging from your slutty appearance, you

must have been slept with by all the boys in your class, right? Do you not wear underwear to school every day and

often get gang-raped by a bunch of guys at school~ Hahaha~

I guess you can even pass exams by sleeping with the teacher~~

The thought of you being raped by a bunch of guys in the bathroom while wearing your uniform makes me more and more excited!!!"

Han: "I didn't... Ah... Ah... I... I... it's not like that... Ah~"

Two fingers had already been inserted into my vagina, and the stimulation of my breasts hadn't stopped.

But unexpectedly, his lewd words, rather than the caresses,

also excited me immensely.

I even imagined what it would be like to be gang-raped by the boys in my class in the school bathroom.

My genitals were already soaking wet...

Han: "Ah~... Stop... Stop... Ah~"

Although she said she didn't want to, she couldn't stop moaning. Her

hands had long since given up on pushing him away; she just gripped the shelf,

barely managing to... I braced myself...

The mustachioed shopkeeper removed his hand from my breasts and pulled down my skirt,

exposing my buttocks completely. His other hand was still fiddling with my genitals, playing with my labia majora.

Suddenly, he grabbed my waist and pulled me back, causing me to lose my balance.

Luckily, I managed to stay upright by holding onto the shelf.

Then I heard the mustachioed shopkeeper unbuckling his belt.

My mind went almost blank. My legs were spread apart, and I barely managed to stand.

My vagina seemed to be yearning for something...

My vaginal fluids had overflowed and were slowly flowing down my thighs...

(Quickly...insert it in...) I was actually thinking that

when suddenly—a "ding-dong" sound came from outside.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Guest...guest!!!!"

I saw him hurriedly put on his pants, straighten his clothes,

wipe his fingers, which were covered in my vaginal fluid, with toilet paper,

and rush out.

I stood there, completely stunned.

Although I was still panting, I gradually calmed down...

Han: "What...you made me like this...but..."

After recovering a little, I went to the side... I washed my genitals in the bathroom and wiped them with toilet paper.

My face in the mirror was still bright red... with a slightly resentful and angry expression...

because my body was getting very hot. My white shirt was soaked through, so I grabbed my coat and

walked out of the warehouse without wearing it.

My soaked shirt was almost transparent, and my breasts were completely exposed.

I deliberately lingered in front of the counter for a moment.

The old man who came to buy cigarettes and newspapers stared in disbelief, almost drooling.

The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "Wait!! Wait a minute~" "No…!!"

I pointed to the clock on the wall.

Han: "Two hours of work are over!!!!! I have to go!!!!"

Before walking out the door, I deliberately pulled my skirt up to my waist, sticking my butt out high, and

made a face at the mustachioed shop manager before leaving willingly.

But that old man seemed to have been greatly shocked… It's so

cold outside. Autumn seems to be almost over.

I quickly put on my coat, otherwise my soaked shirt will definitely make me catch a cold…

Han: "Ah!!!!… I forgot to buy rice balls… My breakfast…" "Meal..."

I didn't want to walk back.

I thought it was almost noon anyway, so I'd eat lunch near the school...

Along the way, my genitals were still slowly leaking fluid.

I kept hiding by the roadside to wipe my genitals and thighs with tissues.

Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore and had to go back to the dorm to take a shower...

Otherwise, if I went to school to see the upperclassmen like this,

I'd probably get gang-raped...

Thinking about this, my face involuntarily turned red, and my genitals became even wetter...

On the weekend morning,

the sunlight streamed into my small room right on time, and

the alarm clock naturally went off. Rubbing

my sleepy eyes, I

staggered into the bathroom,

letting the cool water wash away the night's dreams.

I checked the time—it was already past 8.

Holidays always bring a bit more leisure.

Although the weather seemed nice,

there was still a slight chill in the air .

Looking at myself in the mirror—

wearing only a large t-shirt that barely covered my lower body—

I started to feel cold.

I longed to retreat to the soft blankets.

After

wiping my damp labia

, I just wanted to get back to the warmth of my room.

But when I opened the door, I saw Ah Ying !

I was stunned for a moment.

Ah Ying… He stared at my genitals for a while

before pointing and saying,

"You've been seen..."

I quickly pulled down my shirt to cover myself

and pushed him away, running back to my room.

Because Ah Ying works the night shift at a convenience store, finishing around 7 AM,

I rarely see

her, so I'm usually alone in the dorm and don't care much

about being seen while dressed inappropriately. It's happened several times

already. Actually, I was already quite casual about my clothes at home, but

ever since I had sex with my younger brother and father,

they've made me even more...

He would come over and hug me while I was watching TV, dressed very provocatively or not at all

, frequently touching my breasts and fondling my genitals. Occasionally

, he would even make me perform oral sex after dinner

and then ejaculate on me before making me take a shower.

At first, I hated this feeling of being treated like a toy. But

gradually, I became less resistant,

probably because my body got used to it and

I became addicted to it.

However, after moving out,

habits aren't something you can just change overnight.

Before, when I lived at my aunt's house...

I've been scolded several times for dressing too casually and running around the house. Even though one

time my cousin deliberately made me naked—after he had sex with me in the living room, he left me there

and rushed back to join the army—

I was caught by my aunt when she returned shortly after. I lied to her, saying I was going to do laundry and would wash myself too, and

of course, I still got scolded…

In the short two or three months since I moved out,

knowing that other people are living under the same roof,

I've become more careful and

always listen outside the door before leaving my room.

Check the time; it might be when A-Ying is working

, but he still unexpectedly shows up in front of you.

The most common occurrences are: he wakes up wearing only a shirt and wanders out of the room

; or after washing clothes in the bathroom, his wet t-shirt is semi-transparent

and clings tightly to his breasts, making him look like he's shirtless—and he just walks to the balcony to wring out the clothes…

Another time,

I forgot to bring a change of clothes while showering and ran back to the room naked to get some,

only to bump into him just as he was leaving for work.

When I went to the bathroom, I was only wearing a t-shirt and ran out of the room,

and he saw my genitals several times.

At first, he just blushed and quickly looked away,

but now he's slowly and openly staring at my body.

But I can only blame myself

for being too oblivious.

I stayed in bed for a little while... then

I remembered that some seniors from the film club were going to help with rehearsals today,

but the appointment was at 1 pm.

I guess they don't want to get up so early on the weekend.

So, what should I do in the morning?

My stomach started to feel hungry, so

I decided to go to the convenience store to see what I could eat...

I wore a loose white shirt and

a slightly long gray skirt

, but since I didn't have time to go home to get winter clothes,

I had to wear my school jacket.

As for underwear...

I figured I was wearing a jacket, and the skirt wasn't that short, so

I wouldn't wear anything else.

Although it's not far from school, only a few streets away,

the area is quite remote.

There are many houses in the alleys, but no food stalls. ...

I always have to walk near the school to find breakfast,

and on this weekend morning, the streets feel especially deserted.

Luckily, there's a convenience store nearby where I can buy something to eat.

The familiar "ding-dong" sound led me inside.

The somewhat annoying mustachioed shopkeeper stood behind the counter reading a newspaper

. Aside from that, there was no one else in the store.

I glanced at the clock on the wall—it was almost 9 o'clock.

Although there aren't many customers here on weekdays, I figured it would be about the same on a weekend morning.

The mustachioed shopkeeper isn't a very friendly person;

if another convenience store opened nearby, he'd definitely close it.

I walked over to the rice ball section, considering what to eat.

Just then, the mustachioed shopkeeper went to the refrigerator to tidy up... Looking at the drink next to me,

I figured I wasn't that hungry anyway. The man with the mustache walked away,

so I went to the magazine shelf, picked up a magazine, and started reading.

There weren't many magazines to read, but it was enough to pass the time.

I'd only flipped through a few pages when I noticed the man with the mustache staring at me through the large mirror on top of the refrigerator.

After flipping through a few more pages, I felt a little uncomfortable,

so I bought some rice balls and left.

Just as I was putting the magazine back on the shelf, the man with the mustache, the shopkeeper, suddenly called out from behind

: "Hey!" I jumped, and the magazine I was holding fell, pulling down a bunch of things on the shelf. The man with the mustache exclaimed: "Ah! What are you doing?!" "!" Han: "I...I didn't mean to..." I panicked~ I quickly squatted down to pick up the books. The mustachioed shopkeeper: "What if the books get dirty and can't be sold? You'll have to pay for them~" Han: "Huh?!?!~" Looking at the magazines and some books on the ground, they must have cost over a thousand dollars . Han: "But...but...they weren't that dirty...they just...fell on the ground..." Although it really was just some dust, the magazines were made of very thin paper, and some of them had folded when they fell to the ground. While I was frantically picking them up, I accidentally tore off a magazine cover... The mustachioed shopkeeper was staring at me angrily from the side... Han: "But...but...I...didn't bring that many..." "Money... what should I do..." I didn't dare look at him, just kept my head down looking at the books on the floor... The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "How about this, you help me with the shop, consider it payment for your part-time work." Han asked, "Part-time work?... How long?" The mustachioed shopkeeper replied, "One hour... no... two hours." I figured I didn't have the right to refuse, so I agreed. The mustachioed shopkeeper said , "Then pick up all the books first—hurry up!" Han said, "Okay..." It was quite a struggle to pick up all the books on the floor and slowly put them back on the shelves. Because the shop was air-conditioned, it was warmer than outside, and I had been wearing my school winter uniform jacket. I was covered in sweat after finishing tidying up the books... I walked to a corner of the shop, and the mustachioed shopkeeper... The shop manager was waiting for me outside the warehouse, gesturing for me to follow him inside. It was packed with goods—food, household items—almost everything the store sold was there. The mustachioed shop manager said, "Come on, take all this outside and display it." He pointed to boxes and boxes of instant noodles piled up to the side and explained how to arrange them… The mustachioed shop manager said, "What's wrong? You're sweating after just tidying up the books? The store has air conditioning, you don't need to wear a coat." Because I was really hot, I had to take off my coat and put it on the table. It was a winter coat, and taking it off really made me feel cooler. I even pulled up my collar to cool down a bit . At this moment, the mustachioed shop manager stared at me in surprise. I snapped out of my daze… My sweaty white shirt clung to my chest, and without a bra, my nipples were clearly visible, slightly protruding from the breast pocket… Seeing the lecherous look on the mustachioed shopkeeper's face, I quickly covered my chest with my hands. Although I briefly considered putting my jacket back on , the mustachioed shopkeeper said, "Alright, alright~ hurry up and take the instant noodles outside and put them out~" with a sly grin on his face… Because it was so hot and I was being chased out, I had no choice but to give up… Luckily, there were no other customers in the shop, otherwise, my appearance would have been quite conspicuous… But the worst part was that the mustachioed shopkeeper kept following me around. Because my hands were busy working, I couldn't keep covering my chest, so he had to keep watching my almost half-naked chest as he ran around…

I ran back to the warehouse two or three times like this. When I returned to get

the item, I found it was on a very high shelf.

I looked around but couldn't find anything to elevate myself,

so I stood on tiptoe, trying to reach it. I struggled like this for five minutes. = =

The mustachioed store manager: "What's wrong? Why are you taking so long to get something?"

Han: "I...I can't reach it...it's too high." I was still trying to reach the item on the shelf...

At this moment, the mustachioed store manager walked directly behind me and pressed himself against my back.

Han: "Ah!" I was pressed against the shelf by him.

I felt like he was reaching out to help me get the item, but he grabbed my hand.

The mustachioed store manager: "Ah, can't you reach a little higher?"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled hard upwards.

Han: "Ah!!! It hurts!!!" "Ouch!!"

He grabbed my slender wrist and lifted me up, ignoring my cries of pain.

He even pulled my body up, my feet almost leaving the ground...

I felt like my hand was about to be torn off. Just then, my hand touched the thing I was trying to grab, and I

quickly pulled it down.

Han: "I... I got it! Let go~ Let go~"

I was almost crying, and the thing I had taken down fell to the side...

The mustachioed shopkeeper was still pressing firmly against my back.

I could even feel something hard pressing against my buttocks.

Han: "Get away." "Ugh...it's so uncomfortable being pressed down on me..."

Before I could finish speaking, a hand grabbed my breasts tightly from behind,

then roughly kneaded my nipples.

Han: "Ahhh!! What...what are you doing???"

The mustachioed shop manager: "You're not helping at all. I think we should find another way to pay for your work..."

The mustachioed shop manager spoke urgently, seeming to be getting more and more excited.

Han: "No~ no~ let me go~"

How did I end up being pressed against the shelves, and with my wrists already red from being grabbed... My breasts were still throbbing, and I couldn't push him away.

He unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, then reached his left hand directly into my collar and grabbed my breasts forcefully.

Han: "Ah...no..."

The mustachioed shop manager: "Oh, your nipples are hard...I can tell you really want them, don't you?

You have such a pretty and cute face, yet you have such a lewd body.

I couldn't stand it when you were swinging your breasts around the shop just now. You

even came out without a bra. Are you an exhibitionist? You little pervert!"

Han: "I..." "...I didn't...ah~..."

My nipples were being constantly teased, and my hot breasts touched the cold shelves beside me.

I started to get excited too.

The mustachioed shopkeeper then reached out and pulled up my skirt.

The skirt, which barely reached my knees, was quickly pulled up to my waist.

Then he touched my waist and realized that I wasn't wearing any underwear...

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "No way~ You're not even wearing underwear under your skirt!? What are students thinking these days~

By the way~ Judging from your coat, you're a student at that high school nearby, right ?

At school..." "You must be very popular with boys, judging by your slutty appearance,

you must have slept with every boy in your class, right? Do you go

to school without underwear every day and get gang-raped by a bunch of guys? Hahaha~

I bet you can even pass exams by sleeping with the teacher~~

The thought of you being raped by a bunch of guys in the bathroom while wearing your uniform gets me more and more excited!!!"

Han: "I didn't~ Ah~ Ah~ I…I…it's not like that… Ah~"

Two fingers had already been inserted into her vagina, and the stimulation of her breasts hadn't stopped,

but... Thinking about it, his lewd words, more than this caressing,

excited me immensely.

I even imagined what it would be like to be gang-raped by the boys in my class in the school restroom.

My genitals were already soaking wet…

Han: “Ah…stop…stop…ah…”

Although she said she didn’t want to, she couldn’t stop moaning. Her

hands had long since given up on pushing him away, and she just grabbed the shelf,

barely supporting her body…

The mustachioed shopkeeper then removed his hand from my breasts… He pulled down my skirt,

exposing my entire buttocks. His other hand was still fiddling with my genitals, playing with my labia majora.

Suddenly, he grabbed my waist and pulled me back, causing me to lose my balance.

Luckily, I managed to stay upright by holding onto the shelf.

Then I heard the mustachioed shopkeeper unbuckling his belt. My

mind went almost blank. My legs were spread apart, and I barely managed to stand.

My vagina seemed to be yearning for something…

My vaginal fluids were already overflowing, slowly flowing down my thighs…

(Quick...insert it...) I was actually thinking that

when suddenly—a "ding-dong" sound came from outside.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Guest...guest!!!!"

I saw him hurriedly put on his pants, straighten his clothes,

wipe his fingers, which were covered in my vaginal fluid, with toilet paper,

and rush out.

I stood there, completely stunned.

Although I was still panting, I gradually calmed down.

Han: "What...you made me like this...but..."

After recovering a little, I went to the bathroom next door to wash my genitals and wiped them with toilet paper.

My face in the mirror was still red...with a somewhat unwilling and angry expression...

because my body had become very hot. My white shirt was soaked through, so I grabbed my coat and

walked out of the warehouse without even putting it on.

The soaked shirt was almost transparent, revealing my breasts completely.

I deliberately lingered in front of the counter for a moment.

The old man buying cigarettes and newspapers stared in disbelief, practically drooling.

The mustachioed shopkeeper called out, "Wait!! Wait a minute... it's not...!"

I pointed to the clock on the wall.

"My two hours of work are over!!!! I'm leaving!!!!"

Before walking out the door, I deliberately pulled my skirt up to my waist, sticking my butt out high, and

made a face at the mustachioed shopkeeper before finally leaving.

But the old man seemed quite shaken...

It's so cold outside... Autumn seems to be almost over.

I quickly put on my jacket—otherwise, my soaked shirt would definitely give me a cold…

Han: “Ah!!!!…I forgot to buy rice balls…my breakfast…”

I didn’t want to walk back—

I thought it was almost noon anyway—I’d just eat lunch near the school…

Along the way, my genitals were still slowly leaking fluid.

I kept hiding by the roadside to wipe my genitals and thighs with tissues.

Eventually, I couldn’t take it anymore—I had to go back to the dorm to take a shower…

otherwise, if I went to school to see the upperclassmen like this,

I’d really get gang-raped…

Thinking about this…my face involuntarily turned red—my genitals became even wetter…

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