Episode 1 is here.
I stood naked by the window, just as he had ordered. He sat nearby, but the curtains were drawn closed around him, leaving only my side exposed. He had arranged it so that from the outside, it would look like I was standing there alone, completely bare.
As he continued to film me, I glanced nervously outside. No one seemed to have noticed yet, but the thought of someone seeing me like this was terrifying. Cold sweat trickled down my sides.
“Hya…!”
His hands touched me, and I flinched. His fingers covered my budding breasts, kneading them as if assessing their size. I twisted my body, trying to pull away.
“S-Stop…”
“Did you say something?”
“…”
I had agreed to take Nagisa’s place, which meant enduring whatever humiliation he inflicted. If I refused, he’d go after her again. All because of my own inadequacies…
I gave up resisting and looked down. He fondled my breasts, tracing them as if savoring the moment, before toying with their tips. My body twitched at the sensation, despite my efforts to remain still.
“Nn… ah…!”
“Heh, you’re pretty sensitive. Maybe it’s because they’re so small?”
I tried to suppress my reactions to his mocking words, but he persisted, teasing my nipples relentlessly—rubbing, pinching, scratching—until they hardened.
“Nnn…! Y-You… ahh…!”
My muffled moans and reactions were all being recorded, but I couldn’t stop myself when he touched such sensitive spots. And then—
“Hyaa…!?”
I felt something leak from my core, and instinctively covered myself. But he noticed immediately.
“Heh… move your hand.”
My face burned as I slowly removed my hand. My intimate area was wet, a clear liquid dripping down my thigh.
“Seriously? You’re wet without even being touched?”
“…”
I looked down, mortified. I shouldn’t be aroused by something so humiliating, yet my body betrayed me.
“Guess you really like being embarrassed, huh? Misawa had that side to her too. A pair of shame-loving perverts, aren’t you?”
Nagisa and I were roommates and always together, so everyone thought we were close. I adored her, so hearing him speak of her like that infuriated me more than insults directed at me.
“D-Don’t talk about Nagisa-chan like that!”
My anger flashed, but he didn’t flinch. Of course—I was naked and had to obey him. He ignored my words and said,
“Want me to make you even more embarrassed?”
“N-No…!”
I couldn’t imagine anything worse than standing naked where someone might see me. But he seemed to think of such things effortlessly. With a lewd smirk, he ordered,
“Sit on that desk and masturbate.”
“M-Masturbate…?”
“You don’t know what that means? Touch yourself down there and make yourself feel good.”
His words made my heart skip. While Nagisa was away at camp, I had done it in our dorm room, only to feel disgusted with myself afterward.
“I-I can’t do that…!”
“Fine, don’t. I’ll just make Misawa do it. I’ll get some guys from class to watch—that’d be fun.”
For a moment, I imagined Nagisa, naked like me, being filmed while touching herself. She’d do it better than me, and he’d enjoy it more. I couldn’t let that happen.
But to do it in front of him—where others might see…
As I hesitated, he sighed dramatically.
“Fine, I’ll call Misawa. We’ll have a little viewing party with the guys.”
“…”
He spoke of terrible things so casually. If I didn’t comply, Nagisa would suffer. It was all my fault she’d been targeted in the first place…
“I-I’ll do it…”
I sat on the desk, spreading my legs slightly. I could see students walking home across the schoolyard. If they turned around, they’d see me—touching myself…
I began to stroke my intimate area tentatively, feeling the slickness from earlier. I avoided the most sensitive spots, hoping he’d stop me soon.
Glancing outside, I moved my fingers over my folds repeatedly. He watched, filming me the entire time. Despite not touching the most sensitive areas, goosebumps rose, and my breath quickened. More liquid leaked from me.
“Is this it?” I asked.
“Until you orgasm, obviously,” he replied.
“T-That’s…!”
I knew what an orgasm was, but I’d never experienced one through masturbation. The idea of doing it here, where I might be seen at any moment, seemed insane.
But if I didn’t obey, Nagisa would be forced to do the same…
Steeling myself, I touched the sensitive spot I’d avoided. I spread the slick liquid over the small, tender area and began to rub it.
