Koo woke up that morning with a mix of relief and nagging dread twisting in her stomach. No class with Tae’s group today—thank god. She could breathe, pretend yesterday’s office nightmare hadn’t happened, that she hadn’t sucked off her own student like a desperate whore while he snapped pics for blackmail. Her pussy still ached from the slaps and pinches, a reminder that made her clit throb even now. But at least she wouldn’t have to face his smug face in lecture. She dressed slutty as always, because why stop now? A tight pink blouse that hugged her massive tits, buttons straining like they might pop any second, and a short plaid skirt that barely skimmed her thick thighs. Tiny bra underneath, pushing her cleavage up obscenely, and… no thong. Just in case, she told herself, but deep down, she knew. She was prepared, wet already at the thought of what might come.