Chapter 135 – Episode 128 Clothespins Are Not Meant to Be Stuck in Places Like That!! Below

“… You… What is that…”

Gina couldn’t close her mouth at the ear-piercing remarks.

“All… You would do something like that to such a sensitive place, not just anywhere else? Are you sane?”

“They say you don’t have to follow your seniors.”

“It’s not that kind of problem. Umi, to Umi…”

Seeing Jina’s dumbfounded attitude, Umi remembered for a moment what she had experienced so far.

Her own uterus, which was as sensitive as her clitoris, was pinched by her zipper, kicked by her foot, and crushed by itself.

Other than that, she was dragged around by receipt tentacles, and she got caught in a closing subway door…

To Gina, the order given to Umi may seem like it really goes too far.

However, for Umi, who has been through things that would be difficult for an ordinary person to endure, it is as simple as having her clitoris hit by a clothespin…

Nothing…

“It can’t be anything…”

Still, that’s right, I never did the above things of my own volition.

Even though her commanded side is her Umi Hole, it is up to Umi to pick up her clothespins when she is tied up.

That means… It is no different from telling Umi to stick a clothespin to her clitoris of her own volition.

“Still…”

We can’t leave Umihole like this.

If only to make Umihol completely free from his brainwashing.

Umi promised that she wouldn’t even hesitate to stick a clothespin on her clitoris.

“… But I will… Umihole, you can feel this enough, right?”

“Maybe so.”

“I don’t want to do this again even if it’s an order…”

Umi lifted a clothespin from the floor.

“Uh, wow…”

Looking at the front part of the tongs, it looks really fierce. There are no separate teeth of wild beasts. It looks reminiscent of a crocodile. You are giving your delicate clitoris as food to the teeth of these pincers.

Moreover, the elastic power hidden in the clothespin, which wants to somehow return to its original state when force is applied to open it, is very vicious.

The tip alone is this sensitive, so I can’t even imagine how much pleasure it would bring if you put a tong on the clitoris.

I think it’s completely impossible, and I definitely won’t be able to overcome it. Umihol’s nipples are still distorted from being bitten by clothespins. Her nipples also tingle at the feeling of being chewed. At the same time, a soft heat gently spreads from the inside of the breast.

“Joohyuk, you… It’s really pervert…”

I think it’s definitely a nonsensical order.

It is effective in satisfying Umihol’s masochistic psychology.

Umi squatted down in front of Umihole and held a clothespin in front of Umihole’s twitching clitoris.

“Ji, are you really going to do this? That, there?!”

Gina shouted as she saw Umi moving across the screen.

“The order is over. The rest is whether Umihole can climax smoothly with this.”

Joo-hyuk said that and looked at Woomi-hole beyond the screen.

Because I still couldn’t understand her psychology, anxiety coexisted.

‘What can I say, it’s not like I’m doing dirty things because I like it… I feel impatience.’

Joo Hyuk looked with excitement at the results of his own orders, trying to read those slight emotions.

“…”

Gulp. Umi’s hand stops, holding her open mouth, holding the clothespin right in front of her clitoris.

Also… It’s so fragile, and just touching it feels quite a burden to do something like that to a sensitive area.

If she relaxes her hand here, her tongs will automatically close her mouth.

Across the trembling clitoris. When you hear a click, the crocodile will start predating.

“Whoa…”

It is an even more difficult choice because the results are unpredictable.

But.

“… I will do it.”

Umi took a deep breath and carried out Joohyuk’s command.

Kwasik.

The moment you release your power,

The tongs swallowed the soft clitoris as if crushing it.

“Eww… Ah.”

The clitoris is pressed gently, following the waves of the grooves made in the tongs to securely hold the laundry in place.

There is no psychological barrier as much as during clitoral masturbation.

The emotionless purpose of the tongs, which exist solely to pinch objects, presses and twists the clitoris mercilessly.

And at the same time, Umi’s eyes roll upward.

“Huh, huh… Nice… Kuooooo… !!”

Flames, hot flames rise from below.

A light pink area that is tiny compared to the size of Umi’s body. Just by stimulating that small part like this, Umi’s entire body is dominated.

Umi’s waist wriggles against her will, and love juice drips from her cervix. The legs, unable to hold on, collapse and crush the squishy uterus with their buttocks, causing further stimulation themselves.

Umi’s urethral opening on its own. Pussik, Pusssss… I don’t know if it’s fortunate or unfortunate that it’s a bathroom, but the warm urine squeezed out of my urethra is splashing all over my body after I’ve just finished showering.

“Under… Haha. Ahhh. Wow, big…”

All of those scenes are broadcast to Joo-hyuk’s living room via video call.

The two people, completely flushed, make eye contact.

“Look, see… Ugh, see… Mind… Ugh…”

A warm moan also comes out from Umihol’s mouth. Although it is much less than Umi’s stimulation, Umihole also feels a strong pressure on the clitoris this time.

“This… This is enough…”

Umihole looks satisfied.

However, in response to the seemingly relieved response, Joo-hyuk feels like he is upset.

No, if you say that she is stupid for ordering a female college student of her age to press her important area with a clothespin, that would be fine.

‘I was missing something…’

This is because the single word that Umi shouted vaguely appeared in Joo-hyuk’s mind.

‘… Oh?’

At the same time as Joo-hyuk remembers that moment

In front of Umi, who is unable to come to her senses due to a powerful climax,

Umihole’s cervix slowly opened.

“… Ah. Ah?”

Huh?

If Umihole’s cervix opens here…

“You, wait a minute… Well, now that I think about it…”

When Umi Hole appeared, she wondered what she was trying to do.

If you climax the Umihole, the uterine bulb will become loose,

She thought it was Umi herself who could take out the flask inside.

But Umi already knows through Umihole’s words.

Once the flask leaves the body, the homunculus can no longer maintain its form.

“Now, I can leave with peace of mind.”

“Uh… Why…”

“[Stop] Revenge. That’s why… There isn’t one, right? “If I disappear, everything will be resolved.”

Umihol said that and made a lonely expression.

“Radish… What are you talking about. Then, what you said about the brainwashing being released or something like that was all a lie?”

“Well, there was a reason for that. There is still a risk.”

As Umihol said that, she looked down at the opening of the cervix.

“If I stay, what do you plan to do after that? What about your family? What about other people who know the main body? I have the exact same face, so there is no reason for me to stay. Rather…”

“I told you I was fine…” .”

“You know it well because you have the same way of thinking as me. “If the body were in my position, what choice would it have made?”

“…”

Umi spoke while massaging her still sore clitoris.

“What I meant by asking for a video call was… Was it because of that in the end?”

“Because I wanted to see my master’s face one last time.”

On the other side, Joo-hyuk is staring blankly at Umi-hole.

“… Umihole, you…”

“If possible… I wanted to hug you. “I can’t do it.”

Beyond the afterglow of pleasure from the climax, tears form at the corners of Umihol’s eyes.

“Please take good care of the main body in the future.”

“… Do not be ridiculous. If you have the same mindset as me, there is no way you would want to die like this… !”

Umi looked down at the floor.

A tool that can prevent Umihole’s uterus from expanding. It catches the eye.

Her hand trembles and picks it up. If she does that, she can anticipate the terrible waves of pleasure she will experience in the future.

But Umi still chooses it herself.

“Because I won’t let you go where you want!”

I won’t hesitate this time.

Umi picks up her clothespin and approaches Umi Hole.

“… W-what are you thinking?”

The goal is the opening of Umihole’s uterine cavity.

He held the clothespin open as if covering her cervix, then let go of her hand that was giving her strength.

Then Kwasik. With a sound.

With the mouth of the clothespin, the uterine bulb closes.

“Huh. Huh, ugh, ahhh!!!”

“Kkkk…!!!”

Stimulation like an electric current hits the two Woomi. The sensation of touching the vaginal wall causes love juice to spray here and there.

“Flaw… Hmm…”

Woomihol, whose eyes roll back, falls behind the bathtub. Umihol, who fell into the bathtub while struggling, is still tied to the rope and cannot get up on his own.

“Umiya!”

Joo-hyuk and Gina’s voices can be heard from beyond the screen.

“K, keaaaaak. Gagging, gagging…”

Umi barely comes to her senses when she hears that voice.

The nipples are throbbing, the clitoris is in danger of falling off,

The feeling of my uterus being completely crushed makes me want to vomit.

Holding her throbbing uterus with one hand, Umi jumped into the bathtub to relieve Umihol.

“Puhaaaaat, puhhe…” Cough, cluck.”

“Haaaaa… Eww… Sigh… Pooh, Coloccolox. “

When we somehow lifted Umihole up, the two Umi continued to cough with tears and snot pouring out, probably because they had drank too much water.

“… Why are you doing such a thing… !”

When Umihol came to his senses first and raised his voice as if to criticize Umi,

Instead of answering, Umi hugged Umihol, who was taken out of the bathtub.

“…”

“K-keuuuuu… Ooh, not again, never again…”

The uterus being pinched with a clothespin makes a whining noise, but it seems like Umihol’s actions hurt more than that.

Umi hugged Umihol and whispered.

“I will never make that choice again…” Don’t do it…”

Umi fully understands Umihol’s emotions enough to decide on her own death.

However, that’s why she couldn’t leave Umi Hall alone.

It’s not enough to finish like that.

“… It’s warm…”

Umihol mutters as if there is nothing he can do.

The twitching uteruses of Umi and Umihol cling to each other, as if comforting each other’s painful areas.

That feeling,

It was so gentle that even the irritation caused by the clothespin melted away.