Let Me Be Reborn

* * *

The kiss of democracy was passionate. A longing lover poured out like he had been on vacation for a long time. The more I did, the less I could shake my suspicion about democracy.

The more you push it, the more it sticks.

The colder you treat it, the more it burns.

If you hurt yourself, you'll be begging for salt on it.

Just because I'm handsome? Or because I'm good at nights?

Maybe she has a bigger reason than that. How did democracy get used to getting hurt? How did they come to have their own unique walls of joy the more they plagued?

There is no grave without an excuse.

Everyone has a story.

I suddenly wondered about her past.

"You don't hate me?"

The democracy who finished the deep kiss replied with loving eyes.

"You, you? Why?"

"Even though I suck at this, you're good to me."

I'm a person.

I became a slave to my work and acted like a cold-blooded man with no blood or tears, but I am the same person who spills hot blood when my flesh is torn.

I have a conscience. I have compassion. How could I not feel sorry for her? How can you not feel the guilt of being mean to her?

The democracy looks up at me with a sudden question. The wet hair on the shower water shaft sticks to the neck and reminds me of a rainy puppy.

"... because I'm broken somewhere."

The answer of democracy broke my heart.

"I get creepy sometimes, too. I didn't have a normal relationship, and when this guy fell asleep with him, I wished that tomorrow wouldn't come."

I wanted to answer something, but I thought I'd be quiet for now. Democracy continues.

"I thought I was enjoying myself meeting any man. I wanted to, little by little, corrupt me."

"Why? What's missing?"

"It's not because there's something missing."

"Then?"

"I didn't meet the first guy very well."

Democracy began a long time ago.

* * *

Democratic houses have been resilient since they were young. I've never had a big bend in my life. I went to college okay, and had a normal academic year.

Then winter break for freshman year of college.

When he hadn't even started school yet, she went to a club for the first time and met a very handsome man.

The man who referred to himself as a company member was not easily found in university. Especially the suit on that day looked fabulous. He smelled like an adult.

"I really didn't see anything back then. You can like people at the same time...."

A young democracy thought it was love.

But for him, it was just a one-night stand.

Conquered a 20-year-old virgin, he was delighted. After meeting her boyfriend for about a month, she got drunk with her boyfriend's friends. And on that day, democracy is fed by three strangers.

"... you crazy bastard."

“I trusted him. I couldn't imagine leaving my drunken girlfriend amongst my first friends to disappear. But I had to get sucked up so many times by his friends. ”

“....... ”

“I still remember. It was somebody's room, and by the time the dawn was over, he was back in. And then I proudly ask my friends. I heard how it felt to eat spiritual food. It's all because of you. ”

"Ah…"

"Maybe ever since. I broke down somewhere."

I know the lessons of the future.

Democracy, who thought it had already been contaminated, decided to live just after that day. I spent the night looking for Song Ji-hee who likes to play. Needless to say, I once preached to the Itaewon Club because I couldn't get enough of a feisty target.

After hanging out with the guys, it felt like the broken circuits were connected little by little. He said he was not defiled, he was free to enjoy the world. I comforted myself like that.

She was even more distorted in her self-interest.

Mechanism is a self-destructive desire after all.

Punishing yourself and giving you a moral immunity. But towards the end of corruption, all that remained was nothing.

"Sis..."

He was speechless. I've never really thought about it. How did she end up with this weird personality? I've only dealt with her as a tool to achieve greatness.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. This is the life I chose."

But still...

If you don't know her all the time, how can you keep harassing her after knowing the past?

"If you're good to me... I'll be miserable."

"......."

"So, my lord, Please punish this filthy female."

The democracy kneels before him without hesitation.

Then I licked the object with all my heart.

Like believing it's the only way to wash away your sins.

Be godly.

Pervert, with no more heat, no more castles.

The sound in his heart echoes.

I wanted to hold my wounded soul.

You don't have to do that anymore.

You're not dirty. cherish you a little.

[... do as she wishes.]

"What?"

[It may be salvation. If you change your attitude about achieving your goal, you will be even more disappointed.]

Did you just hear that? She's a victim, she's been mentally hurt by gang rape! Now that I know the past, how am I supposed to stand by it? '

[Tsk, tsk. Your master is selfish to the end.]

"What?"

[Do not hide behind a good conscience. Why do you think Miss Democratic disclosed her past to you? Because you want to be loved by your master?]

"Well, what if it's not? '

[Because I trust you. Nevertheless, it is because of the belief that they will treat themselves as one.]

‘....... ’

You said that the other day, right? Sex is about giving people what they want. Do what she wants the most. She's as broken as she says. Even if you flip the boat upside down, the water flows out the same way. The only way to equilibrate is to spread the water into the ship.

It's the only way.]

Spreading water...? '

[Yes, little by little. Slowly, balancing. And one day, she'll be able to spread all the water out and go straight back. I almost fainted for a moment, but I managed to overcome my own injuries. Until then, you must strive for a democratic sheep.]

‘I don't know what it is anymore. ’

[Can I make this easier for you?]

"Yes. Don't tell me you're balancing. Don't tell me you're overcoming a wound. Understand that. ’

[If the master suddenly treats the Democratic sheep gently, her crooked desire means she will be directed toward a new, worse person.]

"Ah…"

[She's never been threatened or exploited by a bad person because she's been lucky. But not every man in the world is good. Do you really want her to fall to the bottomless pit?]

‘Oh, no. ’

[If so, treat it as you would now. Whatever she wants. Maybe she's slowly healing from it. Master can be her salvation.]

'I just don't get it. Why can't you fix it now that you know you're broken? How could I do that if I'm good enough to go to a worse guy?'

[Because it's a human being.]

'.......'

[Everyone lives like that. It's her decision whether or not to destroy her life.]

‘I have the right to destroy myself...’

[So please just keep an eye on the owner. Don't let her get too far away. Please take care of the real wolves' lair so that their future lives are in an irreversible position.]

He understood what Rossi was saying.

‘Yes. I can't stand the sight of the poor democracy swaying the others. I'll punish you, but I have to punish you. ’

He stared at the soaking democracy indescribably for a long time.

* * *

“That's enough. ”

“I'll suck you some more. ”

“No, I want to suck it too. ”

“Lord, master...”

I have democracy set against the shower walls. Soon after spreading her legs, her back was revealed.

“Grab the wall. ”

“Ah, ah... a place of filthy democracy...”

“I'll clean you up. ”

I pushed my butt out a little more to create a suctiony angle and licked it with my tongue without cause. Her broth reeks of vinegar. It was traces of chicken soup I put in earlier.

“Sour.”

“Oh, oh, I'm sorry. ”

“No, it's okay. It tastes unique.”

“Hup, hup. I can't believe you suck it like this...”

“You can suck as much as you want. If it's our democracy. ”

I stopped the precious tooth and put my finger in this time. I can feel the wrinkles in my vagina and my sensitive senses come back to life at my fingertips.

Tackle

“Ah, Lord, master! ”

“Do you like it?"

“Yes, democracy is so happy. ”

“What was it like watching that video with Ji Hee? ”

“I was jealous.”

“Jealous?”

“I wanted to be stuck like Jihee. ”

“Aren't you jealous because your friend is stuck? ”

“... I was jealous. ”

“Can I be honest with you? ”

I stood up and stood alongside the democracy. The democracy bowed as if it were bowing more. You dig a hole in her and shove a large object through her throat. A sliding object searches for a hole and enters the pit.

“Hehe!”

I whispered in her ear in the background.

“You taste much better than Song Ji-hee. ”

“Ahhhhhh!”

The democracy cries out for help. I was afraid someone would hear me. I gagged her with my toothpick. And then he pushes on and starts to turn.

Puffy.

You hear a thumping sound from your wet body. An excited democracy suddenly sucked my fingers.

“Hehe, hehe, really, my lord? That's not a lie, is it? ”

“Of course. Why would I lie to you? Do I look that good to you? ”

“Oh, no. ”

“It's really because you're better. Ji Hee is frankly loose. ”

Of course it's a lie. It's not a very nice peck, but it's not nearly as loose as a young man. But to please her, I described Jihee in vain.

“You were so weak that you stuck it in there. Didn't you see it?”

I rubbed the butthole of democracy with my thumb while I was doing the flipping. Democracy twisted its body in an itchy fashion and actively asked for it.

“Hooray, hooray! Break through our democracy too, my lord. ”

“That's a lot to prepare for. You don't know about that? ”

“What kind of stories? ”

“I guess the actress who was the president's sponsor didn't have an enema. But you got bean sprouts on your head. ”

“Huff…”

“So, what did you eat for lunch? That's why you ate the bean sprouts. ”

“Hehe.”

“Do you want to see what you had for dinner? ”

“Poetry, no. Well, that's...”

“I said no. I want to see more. Huhu.”

I purposely smiled and pushed my finger into the butt of democracy. Then the democracy shifts away.

“Oh, no! I don't want to disappoint you. ”

“Hey, are you rebelling? You're not gonna put your ass on it? ”

“No, please. I ate a lot of those lunches...”

Of course, I have no intention of taking her ass right now. The butt is too cumbersome and annoying. If I see such a filthy look, I will die every time I stand. We must preserve our sex drive even for tonight's cause.

“Well, then how are you going to satisfy me? ”

As I lay waste to it, the democracy made an unusual offer.

“Do you want me to suck it for you? ”

“Where?”

“Behind...”

“You'll give me shit? ”

“Yes, yes. ”

“Yes. Suck it. ”

This time, I stand up and hold the democracy back against my ass. She licks her butthole with a long tongue. As the tickling tongue licks the wrinkles of the buttocks, chicken flesh rises throughout my body.

“Ugh!”

“Joe, how are you, my lord? ”

“Yeah. Pretty quick, too. Suck some more.”

“Yes.”

Minju slammed his face into his butt. I grabbed her hand and let her grab the provoked object.

“My daughter, too. ”

“Yes, my lord. ”

As I sucked my butthole loose in my mouth, I felt strange when I made my goddaughter work hard in front of me.

"Well, are gays supposed to feel this way? ’

[Are you a little curious?]

‘No, it's nice to be fast, but I can't even imagine putting something in the back. ’

[Maybe someday you'll change your mind.]

‘I'd rather be a transgenic. I'm not ready to rub my cock with a cock. Oh, right. So even with Transgender, we can prevent STDs? ’

[Yes, of course you can.]

‘Oh... That's useful information. ’

After receiving the scorpion, I really wanted to put it in the hole. I quickly washed my body and democracy with a shower towel. Democracy made an impressive look on my face for cleaning up my body carefully.

“Ah, my lord. ”

“Let's get out there and do it right. ”

“Yes.”

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