The sound of money

The sound of Charlotte running her finger across a stack of dollar bills is easily recognizable. You’d confirm it with your eyes, but you’re currently lying facedown on the floor, your cunt still leaking girlcum into your borrowed exercise clothes.

Money Lost: $50, Total: $30

“It’s okay. You did your best, Emilia. But it seems that I’m stronger than you. Or perhaps I’m just better at controlling my body’s response to sexual stimulation. It’s also possible that both of those things are true.”

You’d feel ashamed hearing that from anyone, but from a girl as frail and pure as Charlotte? Time to find then nearest hole to crawl into…

“Anyway, you probably came here for a reason, right? Sorry, I think I got a bit carried away after meeting someone I’d heard so much about. I shouldn’t have gotten so competitive. Is it possible you’re here to sign up for our class?”

You plant your hands on the ground and attempt to stand up, but you just slip on the puddle of your own sweat and cum. You groan.

“S-Sorry. Wait a moment, I’ll go grab a towel.” She didn’t just stifle a laugh, did she?

“So, you’re only here to thank Master Kim?” Charlotte asks with surprise.

“Yup!” you answer, now dressed in your tight dress again. “Mankey’s been a huge help, and being recognized by someone as strong as her was really inspiring!”

“Oh, I see. I think that’s nice.” The pristine girl flashes you a smile worth a million dollars. God she’s cute… “It’s too bad she’s not here today. Her next scheduled class is two days from now. You should come back then. I’m certain she’d love to see you again.”

“Okay, sounds good! While I’m here, though… Why did she move to this building? She taught somewhere else last time I was here.”

“Oh, umm…” Charlotte squirms under the question. “Well, the boys she was teaching got a little bit… rambunctious. So now we’re here.”

“That doesn’t answer anything though! When I left, those boys had just humiliated me, my friend, and Master Kim! Where’s the part where she beat them up? She’s a martial arts master, right?”

“Oh, that? I believe her words were, ‘The dick is more powerful than I anticipated.’” The word “dick” leaves her mouth unnaturally, as if it’s against some divine rule for her to say it. As expected of a good, pure girl.

“That… still doesn’t answer anything. And I definitely don’t want to hear those words coming from her! Or you!”

“Uh-oh… Did I say something I shouldn’t have?”

“No, no, it’s fine! You’re a good girl, Charlotte,” you saying, patting her head gently.

You say your partings and leave for the day. Except it’s actually nighttime. Just how long were you passed out…? Anyway, you’ll have to get some answers from Master Kim next time you talk to her.