Chapter 276 – -275- Kang Soo-Ah’s Submission (3)

As a result of the master strangling my neck and massaging my uterus so that I could return to Onahole, which had low intelligence, I immediately felt my thinking returning to the right direction.

When I was harassed by patting my pussy and pulling my straw, I was able to forget about the disgusting accident that was eating away at my spirit.

He was hit in the chest and strangled, and he swallowed the spit that he spit out and instilled a sense of humiliation♥

I was violated so violently that I lost my mind, and once I experienced Onahole’s service with my body, my burning hostility towards my master subsided.

Rather, beyond the disappearance of hostility, I began to respect the object of the master who had penetrated my womb, and my goodwill began to grow.

That wasn’t the end. Now it has become natural to speak female language.

Instead of stupid words like vagina or genitals, I was able to think of classy and elegant words like sucker, pussy, and dick storage.

‘I’m going back to my original self!’

Although the illusion of Kang Soo-ah as an entrepreneur still remained, the resistance was so weak that it felt like a mirage that would soon disappear.

Even though I was telling nonsense that this was not my true self, that my original personality was not like Onahole, and that I should please come to my senses. It was a temptation so pathetic that it could only be passed over with one ear.

Who would do such a troublesome thing…

‘I need to completely erase this disgusting accident.’

I wanted to chase this demon out of my head. In order to fully recover the consciousness of the ‘female onahole’ that I lost.

I spoke to Master Jinhyeok Jeong with a triumphant expression.

“Hmm, Master Jinhyeok Jeong? You don’t think this is the end, do you?”

“Ha, what’s still left?”

Our master had the great advantage of having a nice cock, but this was a little disappointing.

I thought it was a bit cool when he was hitting my uterus vigorously, but I never thought he would show such a stupid look as soon as he took his dick out.

‘Hmm, with such a stupid side, you must have been trying to do disgusting brainwashing to restore Onahol’s ‘human rights’, right?.’

Well, it doesn’t matter. In the end, I was defeated, and we had to share in the atonement of returning me to Onahol.

The situation is under my control.

Anyway, that’s not what’s important. I told him something very important that he had forgotten.

“It’s my Onahole ID! Have you forgotten it?”

“… Khuh, what is that?”

The owner, perhaps unaware of the seriousness of the situation, answered in a somewhat mocking tone.

Oh my god, how carefree he is without even knowing what a female sex slave needs!

Since they don’t even know universal and obvious common sense, they were trying to pass on things like human rights to me!

I got goosebumps all over again at the fact that I almost got deceived by a man like that and became a ‘woman’.

Because I hated myself changing into something I didn’t want, more than dying

To think I’d be fooled by a man like that into taking on troublesome things like human rights… Ugh, that’s creepy…!

Fortunately, because I won, that man had no choice but to become my master and take responsibility for me until I returned to the great Onahole.

‘I’m going to have to become an onahole again!’

Isn’t the comfortable and happy Onahole life what I’ve always dreamed of?

The man who threatened my dream will pay the price he deserves until I get my dream back.

‘Master, you will use my cock until the cum toilet that is me is ruined!’

I was planning to take responsibility and help his teaching assistant so that any cumbersome human rights awareness or self-esteem that remained within me could be blown away.

So that he is fully capable of treating female onaholes who believe they are women.

I was tired of being controlled by annoying delusions like ‘Entrepreneur Kang Soo-ah’.

“Ha, master. I don’t want to explain it twice, so listen carefully. The Onahole ID card is a valuable identification device that prevents society from mistaking great Onaholes like me for women.”

“Identity proof?”

To his rebuttal, I calmly added an explanation.

“That’s right, by always carrying proof that ‘I am a self-defense organization without human rights,’ I prove that I am differentiated from normal women.”

It was a certificate to let everyone know that he was a perverted sexual man who could not control his sexual desires and was a lewd demonic toilet without human rights, under the management of his master.

The feeling of not having such an important item was more miserable than I imagined.

“Where is yours?!”

I got angry at his sly answer and shouted.

“I don’t even know! What on earth have you done to my body? Not only the oversized butt plug that I always wear, but the piercings in my clitoris and clitoris are also gone!”

I protested by stamping my foot.

“I feel very empty without the vibrator that always warms my uterus and without the uterus tattoo with my master’s name and my history written on it.”

The two pairs of powerful vibrators and the uterine tattoo with pervert words and courtship all disappeared.

“Do you know what it feels like to be left without any way to prove that you are a pervert onahole?”

I felt like I was thrown into a foreign country without a passport and without a language.

In my head, I was even lying and thinking that my body was normal, which added to the suffering.

“Such an inconvenience… Puheup, then what should I do?”

Are you still laughing? I wanted to shoot him, but it seemed like a pointless waste of time, so I ended up just glaring at him.

I sighed, handed him my phone, and opened the camera app.

“First of all, we need to issue at least a simple ID card.”

I found my ID card in the corner of a drawer, hung it around my neck, and asked him to film me.

“Huh?”

“It is a simple ID card, and it is replaced with a video before the official Onahole ID card is issued.”

“What should I do?”

“It’s simple. All you have to do is take a video to prove that I am an onahole with an owner. Since the owner’s semen is flowing out, I can declare that I am giving up my human rights here and leave a video.”

I attached the transparent tape connecting my thighs to my vagina so that the bulging entrance to my vagina could be clearly seen, and then nodded at him.

With a shout, GK’s latest mobile phone starts filming.

Memories that didn’t exist were passing through my head, and I was trying to create a false memory that I was the head of the company that made that cell phone.

Ignoring the false memory of ‘GK Electronics’ ambitious work shooting at 120 frames per second in 32K quality…’, I focused on my job as an onahole.

I suppressed reason with an iron will and captured the sincerity coming from my vagina in the video without filtering.

The camera captures the sight of white semen gushing out as the soft flesh wriggles, throbbing the pussy.

‘So that anyone who watches the video knows that I am a pervert onahole who is not suited for human rights.’

With a gentle eye smile, I spoke in a voice that was both kind and lewd.

“Hello, this is Onahole Kang Soo-ah ♥”

“This video is a video of me giving up my human rights♥”

“I am a female Onahole who thinks of herself as a pussy, so I hope you will not be mistaken with an ordinary woman♥”

“Ch
♥ Jap

♥ Jap

♥”

“If I am mistaken and pretend to be a human and show you the fake ID hanging around my neck, please keep it between your pussies like this♥♥”

I carefully filmed the video showing me tapping the chew hole with a plastic square.

He chuckled and filmed my detailed instructions, then hinted to me.

“Shouldn’t we also mention your unstable mental state and how to fix it?”

Ah, that was a good idea. I’d better be prepared for losing Onahole’s identity.

“… Ah! Sometimes, if I mistake myself for being a woman, I can fix it by hitting my uterus a few times with my master Jinhyeok’s dick♥”

“She’s a low-grade pussy.”

“That’s right♥ She’s an old-fashioned pussy girl♥ Maybe if she knocks, it will be fixed? Hehe♥”

I wonder if the video shooting experience helped the owner as well, as he treated me in a much more owner-like manner than last time♥

I guess you understand that I am a bitch who is not worthy of respect♥

I was shaking my head and trying hard to make a video showing how I would get back in case I got caught up in the evil brainwashing again.

“If you find a broken Onahole Sua♥, the owner can fix it in this way♥”

I carefully recorded the weaknesses of my perverted body and the training methods.

Things like the fact that she calms down when she smells a dick, or the fact that she gets crazy happy when her master strokes the inside of her vagina with the second knuckle of his middle finger.

The owner seemed to be excited as he was recording such trivial things, and he couldn’t help but tell me that he was excited.

“Is it good? Then shall we try to fix it now?”

“Yes?”

“I’m going to count backwards from 5. The moment you count 1, you give yourself over to the demon in your head. How about that?”

“… I don’t like it♥ Master♥ What if I lose to a demon♥?”

“It’s okay, Su-a told me how to fix it in advance, right? I trust you, Su-a.”

“Master…♥”

The master stroked my head in a trusting voice and slowly counted backwards.

‘Ah… If it’s this person, he’ll definitely return me to Onahol…♥’

Relying on the respect I had developed for my master in the process of recovering the female’s memories, I was able to safely hand over control of my personality to the demon for a moment.

Anyway, I believe that my master will heal me…♥

“5…4…3…2…1, come back, the real Suya”

After the master’s sweet voice, I gave up my turn to the evil spirit.

So that my master can completely destroy my last remaining human rights…
♥