Chapter 110: Injecting the Doctor
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 110: Injecting the Doctor
Yeon Ji-yoon was, by all accounts, a gold spoon.
From the moment she was born, her father was the director of Hanyang University Hospital, and she grew up wanting for nothing.
While her face and figure weren't quite at the level of a celebrity, with a little help from modern medicine, she was able to maintain the title of the "perfect daughter"—the girl who was both beautiful and brilliant.
Of course, there was grueling effort behind it all.
As the daughter of a hospital director, she had to work harder than anyone else to follow the same medical path. It cost more money, and it brought more stress than others could imagine.
This was why she could ignore the whispers that she had walked an easy path just because she was a gold spoon.
What do you people know?
Even gold spoons struggle to survive.
In today's world, if you can't live up to the name, being a gold spoon doesn't count for much.
Inheriting the hospital? Even if she didn't become a doctor, she would have had to study management intensely.
Whatever the case, Yeon Ji-yoon was a striver.
That was how she was able to reach the position of professor at a young age, even if one accounted for the advantage of being the director's daughter.
Naturally, she had met quite a few people along the way.
She needed a way to vent her stress, and since there were many social circles exclusive to gold spoons, there were more opportunities to meet people than one might think.
Ordinary people take a long time to get to know someone before deciding to sleep with them. They wonder if the person's personality is okay or if they truly love them.
But in social circles where people meet based on family background, such things aren't considered very important.
After all, most marriages are arranged. You look for the child of a family that will be beneficial when joined with yours.
Of course, it’s better if the person is attractive and kind, but that’s a secondary concern. If the family is respectable, it’s always good to establish a connection.
Ji-yoon had been on several blind dates and had a few casual flings.
At thirty-five, it would be ridiculous to suggest she had no experience with men.
However, she had never once been truly satisfied—whether it was the relationship or the sex.
Her friends would meet handsome, fit, or charming men from among the general public, but Ji-yoon didn't have the time for that.
Balancing social obligations with studying and earning degrees was a tight schedule, even if she had two bodies.
At most, she had met a few men through her social circles, exchanged contacts, and had sex. That was the extent of it.
She didn't know if it was just the type of men she met, but most of the time, it wasn't very good.
Even when they were inside her, there was no sense of fullness; often, she preferred the foreplay.
There were those who came before she even reached a climax, and others who couldn't finish even after an hour or two.
Since they were of similar social standing, none of the men treated her roughly.
Perhaps that was why, at some point, Yeon Ji-yoon began to enjoy taking the lead herself during sex.
If she left it to those unreliable bastards, they would just use her like an onahole a few times to satisfy themselves and then finish, leaving her wanting.
If she moved herself, she could pause right when the man was about to peak, or she could directly target the spots that gave her more stimulation.
Even then, she rarely felt much, but it was far better than being passive.
She had heard that if you've been with many men and still can't feel anything, the problem might be with you.
But she never felt the need to "fix" it.
When she took the lead, the men didn't exactly complain, and she was satisfied enough in her own way.
Besides, many men had a fantasy about that kind of thing.
Especially since these were upper-class men who usually interacted with women in a dominant-submissive dynamic; they seemed to find it exciting to be led by her after being so used to women serving them.
So, Yeon Ji-yoon thought:
Men like it when I lead.
I'm good at this.
That was why, when she entered the Paradise Mansion, she was already thinking about how to "cook" this man.
If this is something that has to happen eventually, I'll step up and lead the way.
Once this man falls for me, he'll be crawling at my feet like all the others.
He had a young, beautiful woman by his side, but it was clear that Kim Ji-hee was the submissive type who clung to him.
Ji-yoon saw a "niche market" where she could exploit the man's blind spots.
She was certain of her judgment.
"Gah!"
"Wow. Fuck, you're so hot."
Before Yeon Ji-yoon could even process what was happening, he had spun her around and shoved her against the sofa. He hiked up her white coat and skirt, ruthlessly tore through the stockings at her crotch, pushed her panties aside, and slammed his massive cock inside her. In that single breath, her body shuddered from the mixture of pain and pleasure radiating from below.
What kind of manners were these?
To ram into a woman without any foreplay.
Of course, the man's cock was rock-hard, and he must have applied plenty of lubricant, because despite the resistance of her dry pussy, it slid all the way in without any trouble.
"Haaahhh...!!"
This isn't right... Contrary to her thoughts, a female whimper escaped Ji-yoon's lips.
She didn't know why.
A cock thrust into a dry pussy should have caused nothing but pain, but the overwhelming pleasure that followed the brief sting made her legs tremble so much she could barely stand, her upper body draped over the back of the sofa.
"Ughhh..."
And he hadn't even pushed it all the way in yet.
Just as the trembling in her legs subsided and she tried to catch her breath, the cock—now even harder and more swollen—pounded against the entrance of her womb and shoved deeper.
"Haaahhhk..."
Ji-yoon never knew she could make such an animalistic sound.
To her, moaning had always been a performance—something she did during sex to keep the man from losing his erection.
Since she had never truly felt anything, it was only natural.
She would just mimic the sounds she’d heard in porn, and the men would think they were actually doing a good job and work their hips even harder.
But this wasn't a pretty, rehearsed moan. It was an embarrassing, beastly sound that spilled out of her mouth even though she was just staying still.
"Hnghh..."
"I haven't even started moving yet..."
The man spoke as if he’d been wronged, sliding his hand under her clothes to squeeze her breast.
His grip was so powerful it made her face contort in pain, but immediately after the sting, another wave of pleasure washed over her.
"Are you feeling it that much already?"
She could hear the amusement in his voice.
But Ji-yoon couldn't answer.
The tip of his head was battering her cervix.
His hard cock filled her vagina to the point of bursting.
She prayed he wouldn't move.
Even now, the pleasure was so intense she felt like she was losing consciousness.
What would happen if he actually started moving?
"I'm going to pump you now, okay?"
"No... wait... Haaahhhk!"
Ignoring her "no" completely, he pulled his cock nearly all the way out.
It felt as if her womb was being dragged out with it.
In the same instant, the massive organ lunged back in.
The pressure of his head striking her cervix made her legs give way.
"Hnghhhh."
That was only the beginning.
The man began to thrust his hips ruthlessly.
"Hah... please... Haaahhhng..."
Her body bounced with every hit. Her legs had long since lost their strength, but she couldn't fall because of the man's hands gripping her waist.
Slumped forward over the back of the sofa, her feet were barely touching the floor, as if she were being put on display.
Then, the man pulled her upright.
Forced to stand while still impaled, Ji-yoon felt one of his hands lightly choking her while the other ravaged her breast.
With her holes occupied by his hands and cock, she felt like she was going insane. She let her mouth hang open, drool trailing down her chin.
She completely surrendered her body to the man, drowning in the pleasure.
At some point, he let go of her neck, and she collapsed toward the floor.
However, he still had a firm grip on her waist, forcing her to brace herself on the floor with both hands.
The piston-like thrusting did not stop.
On the floor of the vast mansion's living room, Yeon Ji-yoon crawled like a dog for the first time in her life.
All while being railed by a man.
Who could have imagined it?
The woman everyone respected—the youngest female surgical professor ever appointed at Hanyang University Hospital—was now crawling on all fours, making animal noises while being taken from behind.
Even she hadn't imagined it.
She had thought long ago that this kind of sex couldn't give her any real pleasure.
But she was wrong.
There simply hadn't been a man capable of satisfying her like this.
She realized it only now: feeling a sense of superiority by taking the lead and being "on top" of a man was nothing compared to this.
Being forced to crawl like a dog, her movements restricted by a man's strength as he hammered into her without mercy—this was what Yeon Ji-yoon truly craved.
"How is it? You're a doctor. Am I giving you the injection properly?"
"Haa... hah... I-it's good... please... give me more..."
Before she knew it, Ji-yoon was begging. She realized she was tightening her walls, desperate for the man's semen.
"I'm going to cum inside. Hold it tight so it doesn't leak."
Not inside.
She should have said it, but instead of an answer, she squeezed him with all her might, practically pulling his cock deeper into her.
Feeling the hot semen fill her up, she collapsed forward.