Chapter 466 – Turning Shame Into Pleasure #2

After standing in line for about 15 minutes, the wait was finally over and I was able to enter the store.

I saw an all-pink sign with a smiling Momo in the center, so I went inside with Lenka and looked at various goods.

I flinch.

Every time Lenka makes eye contact with her customers as she walks around the store, she trembles as if she has been stabbed.

I took the hand around her shoulder and pulled her closer to me and said vaguely.

“If you are conscious of it like that, it becomes more noticeable.”

“Yes, you are making me conscious…”

“Let go of your hands…! Take it out…! It’s hot…!”

“Then take off your cardigan.”

“Damn, you’re talking nonsense… I’m telling you to die…”

Lenka looked around her, lowered her voice, glanced at her mother’s cushion, and continued.

“But Chinami’s house has all this. “If it weren’t for you, wouldn’t you be here now?”

“Even so, I will buy it.”

“Why?”

“A gift is more cozy than something you bought yourself.”

“That doesn’t even sound like a horse.”

“Are you jealous?”

“What kind of jealousy…! Why should I be jealous of the gifts people like you buy? I think it’s a good thing that I didn’t tell Chinami to throw it away right away…!”

“That’s harsh.”

“Even if it’s like this to you… Huh…!?”

A slightly high-pitched exclamation burst from Lenka’s mouth as she innocently tried to turn her head.

Because while Lenka was upset and muttering something, I pressed her upper breast.

Lenka quickly shut her mouth at the voice that came out without her knowledge and looked around her.

Fortunately for her, the atmosphere in her store was not quiet, so she moaned from earlier were drowned out.

Lenka was relieved and glared at me with her eyebrows furrowed.

“What are you doing…?”

“Slave education.”

“Do you really want to die? “I’m not kidding, it’s real.”

“No.”

“I don’t want to die, but why are you talking like a slave and making a fuss… !”

“Didn’t you admit it earlier?”

“That was a mistake.”

“Aren’t you telling the truth?”

“No. And I’ve never admitted it, so don’t be mistaken… !?”

This time, when I gently pressed the area around her collarbone her, her Lenka her body her jumped once.

Her body seems to be particularly sensitive today … Is it like this just because she didn’t wear a bra?

It doesn’t matter to me because it was really fun, but the female body is really amazing.

No, I think it would be more accurate to say it is Lenka’s body her.

“Please don’t get me into trouble…!”

In response to Lenka’s continued scolding her, I calmly picked up Momo’s doll and examined it before answering.

“Stop whining.”

“Tte, muttering…? “Have you said everything?”

“Be quiet. Later, when I went to a hotel with Master, I tied him to the door and whipped him.”

“What…?”

Lenka took a deep breath after hearing the specific and explicit threat of spanking.

She gritted her teeth, causing minute aftershocks throughout her body, as if she was afraid just thinking about it.

“Then you think I’ll just stay still…!?”

“You just have to make it stay still. There are a lot of things to tie up.”

“Hey… You… Ha… Did you really turn around…? It’s a joke…?”

“If the manager just keeps quiet, it won’t happen, so why do you keep making me be sincere?”

“… Even if I keep quiet, it seems like they will force me later…”

That is true.

Lenka has to do everything I ask.

Why? Because it’s a master-slave relationship. That’s what slaves do.

“So you’re going to fold it up now?”

“You’re such a bastard… Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Is it so. How does this look?”

My question to the Momo doll with a small body and a large head.

Lenka took a quick look at her doll and spoke with a nervous expression on her face.

“I’m at Chinami’s house.”

“It’s not about whether it’s there or not, it’s about the design. Do you look okay?”

“Design… ? It’s okay to my eyes… “

“Then I should buy this.”

“Are you ignorant? Or are you not listening to me? “You’re at Chinami’s house?”

“That’s what I want to say. “I told you earlier that gifts make you feel warmer.”

“No… Okay. Done. You figure it out. “I’m going out.”

It’s funny that they start a fight for no reason and then try to run away without even getting their money’s worth.

I giggled to myself and, while using my strength to block Lenka from throwing away my arm, I picked up her doll and headed to the checkout counter.

After finishing her payment, I left her store and looked around her.

“Isn’t there a store that sells figures here?”

“How do I know that? And let go…! Why are you so strong…!”

“The manager must be weak. “You really don’t know?”

“I don’t know…!”

“I’m going to stay like this until you answer.”

“…There’s a small store just around the corner.”

She points to the next block of the crosswalk across from her.

He said he didn’t know, but he said he knew. It feels like an agent who could not withstand numerous tortures tells the enemy about a safe house in order to survive.

“Have you been there?”

“Uh…”

“But why are you lying?”

“…”

“Do you want to get scolded?”

“Oh, no… Since you tease me so much… I thought you might do it again this time…”

“When did I make fun of you? “I’ve never had anything like that before?”

“If that’s the case then why am I talking so much… ! If you’re going to go, go quickly… “

I’m so upset. I can see a stinging expression on his face.

When she grabbed the hem of Lenka’s cardigan as she tried to go ahead of her, Lenka was started as she felt a tightness coming from behind her.

“Oh, what are you doing…!”

“Why are you angry?”

“Because clothes get ruined…!”

It’s not a problem if your clothes get ruined.

She says she’s being sensitive because if a button comes loose, she’ll get into trouble… But she’s lying again.

“Is it true that it’s because of the clothes? “It’s not because of the breasts?”

“Everyone, shut up…! Speak quietly…!”

“You cursed?”

“…”

“What did you say if I cursed you at one more time?”

“Because you say absurd things… Without even realizing it…”

Lenka’s gaze trailed off at the end of her sentence and fell to her ankles.

It seems he recalled her warning that he would shackle her.

I said this after suppressing her laughter at how funny she was.

“You only see it once.”

“…”

“Do you understand?”

“What are you saying…”

“Answer me straight. “Right now, before I get to the car.”

“Ah, okay…”

“Again.”

“What else…!”

“What should I say if they see my mistake?”

“Ah… Am I really trying to be annoying? So stop now.”

There was a hint of difficulty in Lenka’s voice.

But I wasn’t fooled. That was Lenka’s ridiculous ploy to diffuse the situation by pretending to be tired or genuinely angry.

“You’re going to go out like that?”

At my soft words that made her snort, Lenka’s head turned to her side as she shook her own shoulder.

And then he said.

“Thank you.”

Mmmm. That way of speaking with such hurt pride is so disgusting.

“What am I thankful for?”

“For watching…”

Seeing him close his eyes and feel ashamed makes me want to run to the shabby motel right in front of me.

“Let’s be careful from now on.”

“…”

“You’re not answering again.”

“Ah, okay… I got it… !”

Those words full of defiance must be the pride of the last remaining Lenka, so let’s just move on without bothering to tackle her.

Right now, she may be acting to avoid her humiliation, but the day will come when we will see Lenka acting to accept it.

Until then, Lenka education must continue.

**

“Now, today’s candy.”

“I don’t eat it.”

Lenka refused, crossing her arms and turning her head.

I’m bouncing on a topic that’s been keeping my eyes on my hands since I opened the console box.

I spoke with a stern expression on Lenka’s sloppy but lovely behavior of her.

“Eat.”

“…”

Did you think that if you refused any more, you would face all kinds of trouble in the name of education?

Lenka sighed and opened her mouth slightly.

This is not my will.

You are forcing yourself to eat. So don’t be triumphant.

That pouty face that seems to say that makes people crazy.

I looked at Lenka for a moment, lazily rolling her candy in her mouth, and then I stopped at the front door of her house.

“Let’s go in.”

“Uh.”

“Next time…”

“I won’t put this on again, so don’t get your hopes up.”

“What are you saying? I was going to ask her to meet her teacher her next time.”

“…Why with Chinami?”

I’m asking this even though I know everything.

Do you really want to get the 3P confirmation from my mouth?

Or are you just curious as to whether you’re just trying to have some healthy fun?

Looking at Lenka’s expression, it is more likely the former.

“Do I really need to ask why?”

“No… I need to know what I’m doing when we meet… Or prepare accordingly…”

“What are you ready for?”

“The nose, the coordination…! Things like whether to wear simple clothes or not…! “Why are you thinking strange thoughts?”

“I was just asking? “Isn’t it the manager who is reacting strangely?”

“Ai… That’s enough. “I’m leaving.”

“Wait a minute.”

“Oh what…!”

“What did you say earlier?”

“What are you saying? When?”

“You’re saying you won’t apply the patch again next time?”

“I don’t put it on…! Do you know how uneasy this makes people feel?”

“I know.”

“Did someone I know treat me so harshly!? Isn’t this really too much!!?”

Lenka suddenly raises her voice as if she is filled with sadness.

The nipple patch was just an excuse, and it seemed like it came out because I was upset that I was more forceful than usual today.

That makes me feel weak.

Lenka says that if you look at her, she seems to know when to arouse sympathy.

Her upper body was bent. I placed the candy on one of her cheeks and hugged her as she expressed her sadness.

Then I heard a sound like throwing up in one of my ears.

As we hugged, the swollen cheeks from the candy were touching my neck, so they quickly moved their positions.

I guess it’s nice to be hugged even when you’re upset. When I see you doing something like that.

Thinking like that, I patted Lenka’s back for a while to calm her mind, and when she calmed down a little by blowing out her nose and throwing a tantrum, I pulled away from her.

Then she said, gently touching her still sullen cheeks, puffy from the candy.

“I guess I should get some rest at home today.”

“…Uh.”

It’s pretty how he quickly becomes calm when I give him a carrot after just whipping him.

“Let’s go in.”

“I’m going.”

“Don’t speak crookedly.”

“I’ll go.”

“Okay.”

Finally, I gently stroked Lenka’s thigh once, and when Lenka, her face blushing, got out of her car, lifting one of her legs at my touch her, I waved her one hand.

Next time, not only should I put on a nipple patch, I should tell her to come out without wearing any panties.