If you have money to buy a car, spend it on the car dealer girls♥ You damn masochist♥ A wicked ruined orgasm where each sperm is ****d one by one♥ [SHC-165]

* This work is fictional, and all persons appearing in it were 18 years of age or older and were filmed with their consent.

It's been a while. This is my first masochistic tribute video in about two years. I thought my long-standing "masochistic tribute fetish" had improved considerably, and that I would no longer be giving gifts to women or making masochistic tribute videos, but then this happened...


story:

I've saved up some money, so I was browsing the internet looking to buy a new car. These days, it's so convenient that car dealerships have social media accounts.

I came across a certain dealership's social media account. A beautiful dealership employee, impeccably dressed in her uniform, was smiling and introducing cars. She even did a little dance in her uniform, and the atmosphere seemed very pleasant. The address was quite close. It was also the manufacturer I had been interested in, so I decided to stop by on my day off.

The car dealer who served me that day was the stunningly beautiful Ms. I. I was instantly captivated by her, as she looked absolutely gorgeous in her dealer uniform. Even with a mask on, her aura of beauty was undeniable. While I appreciated her professional service, evident in her smooth explanations and attentiveness, I couldn't help but keep glancing at her out of the corner of my eye as I listened to her explanation. Her dealer uniform was so sexy...her face was so pretty...her legs were so beautiful...improper thoughts began to sprout in my mind.

That day, I went home, deciding to consider things like the budget and deadline. As I was leaving, she suddenly took my hand and said, "I'll be waiting for you again ♡," and at that moment, I completely fell head over heels for her.

Since then, I've been thinking about the dealer all the time, whether I'm awake or asleep. The dealer's face...the dealer's clothes...the dealer's legs in black tights...the dealer's high heels...I spend my days looking at her social media accounts and using them as masturbation material, emptying my sperm. My longing to see her grew stronger, and I started going to the dealership again and again. To be honest, the car she recommended was over my budget, so I had no choice but to decline, but I kept going to the dealership just to see Ms. I.

I didn't want to be seen as a "nuisance customer who uses the dealership as a substitute for a hostess club just to talk to the dealer without any intention of buying anything" or a "serious love-struck stalker," but I was already addicted to the beautiful car dealer. With each meeting, I felt my romantic feelings grow stronger.

It was during one of my visits. Usually, I would be served inside the store, but this time, Mr. I led me to a private negotiation room. It was a completely private room. I sensed that he was finally trying to close the deal and get me to buy a new car. I understood that it was his job, but it seemed I had to make up my mind. I felt guilty, thinking that if I said, "I don't have enough money to pay," I might upset Mr. I.

The car dealer, Ms. I, came in and opened a car brochure with a gentle smile. Perhaps because it was a confined space, a sweet scent tickled the back of my nose. Moreover, she was unusually close. It was almost as if she was touching me. Furthermore, she repeatedly made light physical contact with my upper arm and thigh. How lewd... At this point, I was still calm and thought, "She's using this kind of seductive, feminine tactic to get me to buy something."

It was during a lull in the conversation that I noticed a change in Ms. I's expression. "You're a regular customer, but..." Ms. I began. Our eyes met. My heart skipped a beat.

"Actually... you don't have enough money to buy it, do you?"

He suddenly started prying into my financial situation. When I hesitated to answer, he continued.

"Actually... what I'm more interested in than cars is..." Ms. I pointed to herself and smiled. She had seen right through me, from my financial situation to my crush on the car dealer. Ms. I looked into my eyes and then slowly leaned close to my ear.

"Even if you don't have the money to buy a car... you've saved up quite a bit, haven't you...? Money?"

Hearing the word "money" uttered by the beautiful woman, I felt a suppressed sexual desire resurface deep within my heart.


The sexual fetish of being a "submissive masochist" is a "disease."

And, unfortunately, it's incurable. Like a certain type of sexual fetish, once you've experienced the pleasure of giving gifts, it's a sexual habit that will haunt you for life. Thinking you're "cured" is an illusion; it's merely a period of stagnation where you simply "don't have anyone to give gifts to." The disease continues to slowly eat away at your body and penis. If you happen to "save money" during that stagnation period, you'll experience a pleasure so utterly depraved it's unbearable...

"You don't need to buy a car... I'd rather you use the money you've been saving to give to me...♡"

The car dealer's sweet words acted as a "trigger," blowing a hole in my brain. Memories of my first meeting with Ms. I and the days I spent going there flashed before my eyes like a kaleidoscope. Her gentle smile...her beautiful dealer uniform...her cute voice...her closeness...her sweet scent...a glimpse of her panties...her cleavage...everything made me realize that I was being "made to fall in love, even though I knew I didn't have enough money." My penis was burning hot and rock hard. It was the moment my long-suppressed "illness" relapsed.

I did as I was told, taking a 10,000 yen bill from my wallet and offering it as a "greeting gift"...

Ah... that feels good...

It feels so good to shower women with money...

The car dealer lady didn't miss the fact that I was showering her with gifts with a dreamy look on my face. Nowadays, any woman who uses social media even a little is well aware of the existence of "spoiling masochists." Being a clever car dealer lady, she seemed to have instantly decided that "this man's savings can be exploited."

"You've been saving up so much to buy a car, haven't you...? You've been holding back from giving money to women for so long... and you've been saving up so much...? ♡ I think you've reached your limit of patience, haven't you? ♡"

She teased my masochistic desire to spoil her, reaching out her hand and immediately begging for "more" with a cute face. It was as if she was testing how "stuck" I was. One bill after another... 10,000 yen bills flew out of my wallet. My penis was throbbing and the veins were bulging beneath my pants.

The last vestiges of my rationality were trying to calmly assess the situation. I could still stop. This was precious money I had earned through hard work and sweat. Recession, rising prices, future savings... I tried to think as realistically as possible.

Kiss...♡

It was a sudden kiss. Her soft lips met mine, and her tongue slithered into my mouth. A deep, passionate kiss. A sloppy French kiss with a stunningly beautiful car dealer girl. That alone made my head stand at attention.

Reason doesn't really matter anymore, does it...? *kiss*

I wouldn't mind if all my savings were gone...♡

I want to give money to a car dealer girl and feel good about myself... lol ♡

I was so engrossed in endless French kissing that I couldn't think of anything else...

...

From this point onward, my mind went completely blank and my memory is hazy, so please check the video for details.


・Fully clothed car dealer girl and CFNM play
- A car dealer's girl's intense nipple play
- My wallet is completely empty, I'm bankrupt and have to give them money.
- Handjob by a female car dealer
- A car dealer's girl giving a footjob in black tights
- After going bankrupt in cash, the sadistic car dealer girl continues to send me money via a remittance app.
- A slippery, naked play session using the personal body oil of a female car dealer.


...and the car dealer's incredibly nasty antics kept me waiting endlessly until I ran out of pre-cum. I don't even know how much I ended up giving him. I was driven to a state where all I could think about was "ejaculation."

"Oh well, I guess I have no choice...♡"

Then the car dealer grabbed my bright red, swollen penis and gave me an incredibly skillful handjob with oil. Her hand movements were so precise, she knew exactly where to touch, and I could feel the semen spurting up from my balls. The car dealer's hand moved up and down vigorously, giving me pleasure. Her hand movements were designed to make me cum. I could feel the semen spurting out of my urethra in a few seconds. My brain registered the ejaculation and was on the verge of commanding me to say, "Dealer, I'm cumming..."

Perfectly

The car dealer's lady stopped moving, and then her hand, which had been gripping mine, gently released.

What happens if a car traveling at 100 km/h on the highway suddenly brakes?

A massive traffic jam of semen that has burst out of the testicles and is rising up the urethra is left behind.

The reason I can have such a satisfying ejaculation is thanks to the supportive stimulation from the car dealer's ladies.

Now, it's completely neglected without that feature.

The semen, which has been boiling inside the tunnel of the urethra, leaks out one by one from the urethral opening, looking apologetic and pathetic.

Chiro...

Gooey...

There's nothing less satisfying than a weak ejaculation...

Bota...

Drip...

One drop at a time...sloppily, shamefully, it drips and falls from the masochistic hole at the tip of my dick.

Choro...

Droo...

Sizzle...

Top...

This is what I get after spending all the money I saved to buy a car...

An ejaculation that doesn't end with a moment of pleasure. An ejaculation that is repeated, drop by drop, like an unpleasant involuntary urination. A ruined ejaculation that leaves an unpleasant feeling in the urethra, like residual urine.

Ruined Orgasm

They pulled it off perfectly...

I was completely defeated by the strong will of the car dealer lady who was determined "I will absolutely not let this dick get any relief."

complete defeat


However, this mental, physical, and financial damage is precisely what makes a masochistic sugar daddy happy.

It feels good to shower women with money...

Will I have to dip into my remaining savings from now on? I will report back later...