Why Coins Go Up
Hankuk University.
"Whoa!"
"I'm dying here—why the hell are you freaking out?"
"Look over there! A Benz! An E-Class!"
Students were trudging uphill, sweat pouring off them. The path to campus was brutally steep, so every car that rolled past inevitably drew their eyes. Most were domestic models belonging to professors—but every so often, a foreign luxury car would glide by, radiating pure VIP energy as it climbed. That alone was enough to turn heads. And when someone actually stepped out of one, the male students' gazes locked on hard.
"Whoa…"
"God, I'm dying of exhaustion!"
"There—look there. Insane."
"Like you've never seen a foreign car before? I don't even have the strength to lift my head."
Anyone hauling themselves up that slope with sweat streaming down developed a short fuse fast. Seungwoo, already irritated by his friend's gushing, felt the same—until his mood flipped in an instant.
Ohhh.
A plunging neckline. A beautiful woman climbing out of the driver's seat. And she was walking straight toward him. At first he just stared, eyes wide, wondering what kind of gift from heaven this was.
"Excuse me."
"Y-yes! M-me?"
"I'm looking for someone. Do you happen to know a Lee Chanuk from the Economics Department?"
She was talking to him. The whole situation was awkward as hell. He dropped his gaze, nowhere safe to look.
Economics? Shit, I don't know anything about the liberal arts kids…
What you don't know, you don't know. He was just standing there, feet fidgeting, useless in front of a beauty—when his friend stepped in.
"If you're looking for the Economics Building, go in and take the right—it's the biggest one you'll see. We're in a different major, so we wouldn't know him personally."
"Thank you."
The beauty gave a brief nod and headed back to her car.
"Her tits are fucking huge."
"You saw?"
"While you were standing there like a loser, hyung was taking in the full view."
"Ugh… I should've just looked."
A beauty you rarely saw in real life—and stepping out of a Benz only layered on the mystique. Seungwoo clicked his tongue, annoyed he hadn't gotten a proper look. For Yoo-min, though, this was just another Tuesday. People staring was routine. If they didn't, she started getting anxious. Had her makeup not landed today? The thought alone soured her mood.
"Excuse me."
"Yes?"
"This is the Economics Building, right…? Do you know a student named Lee Chanuk?"
She walked into the Economics Building the kid had pointed out and picked someone who looked approachable and helpful.
"Just a moment!"
Naturally, a male student. No man alive would refuse to answer when she asked. They huddled among themselves, murmuring, then asked her to wait.
As expected of a top university. Looks like the school actually spends money.
Yoo-min took in the sights while she waited. She'd seen it from the car already, but the grounds were sprawling, the buildings sleek and recently built. Even the students looked smart—or maybe that was just her projection. Either way, for someone attending a mediocre four-year college, Hankuk University was an object of pure envy.
"Turns out he's a senior in our department. I'm class of '15, so I didn't know him…"
"Is that so?"
"Yes—if you wait just a bit, he should be here. He said he's nearby."
A Hankuk University student. And one who'd already succeeded in business. He'd made serious money, and he had dreams even bigger than that.
He won't get mad, right? I did get permission before coming…
Yoo-min waited for Chanuk with her heart hammering. And if he did scold her—well, that would be entertaining in its own way.
"Are you his girlfriend, by any chance?"
"Ah—yes. Something like that…"
"I see! Wow—someone this beautiful…"
"Oh, stop."
Getting scolded by Chanuk was a pleasure. Who knew being ignored, being looked down on by a man, could feel this good? She swallowed hard. She'd only ever been treated like a prize, so the reverse hit that much harder. Body and mind, she was completely captive.
I didn't give a definite answer, so…
She couldn't claim she had no ambition. If possible, she wanted something deeper, more serious. A little bait scattered for that purpose wouldn't blow up in her face.
At last Chanuk arrived. He left with Yoo-min, heading for her car. Department students witnessed the whole thing with their own eyes. There was no way a rumor wouldn't start.
"No way…"
"I saw it myself!"
"I saw her too. She was fucking gorgeous. And a Benz girl, no less."
He'd already had a certain reputation—for doing things that had nothing to do with common sense. So people like that actually exist? He'd been the kind of abnormal specimen you watched from one step back.
"He said he does stocks—guess he made bank."
"I heard he does coins too."
"How much did he make to be dating a beauty like that?"
"Maybe he bought her the Benz and that's how he got her?"
One woman, and suddenly he was a success story. At least, that was how the outside world painted it. A juicy story. Spreading through the department was only a matter of time.
"Did you hear?"
"What dumb shit did he pull this time?"
"Sora, you've been kind of dark lately…"
It reached Sora's ears too. She was only pretending not to care, acting like it didn't matter.
Sunbae is a weird guy, sure.
Inside, she was very much aware. She had never been with any other man.
"Girlfriend?"
"Yeah! She came in a Benz. Apparently she left with Chanuk-sunbae."
"That's a lock."
She'd had her first kiss with him—and more than that. Quiet feelings had been taking root.
This fucking bastard?
The anger was real.
He was raising a dog.
"Woof! Woof!"
"Haha! You're getting drool on me, you little thing."
Obedient and adorable. The moment they were alone, Yoo-min poured on the aegyo.
And she's got that sex appeal, too.
A female cam girl. A job built on being looked at. She knew exactly how to present herself.
"Whine, whine…"
"Pussy getting needy?"
"Woof-woof!"
"Haha."
Dominating a woman like that delivered a pure, high-grade sense of conquest. He slid a hand under Yoo-min's skirt.
The training went a little too well.
She was soaked. Her hymen long since broken, his finger slipped in with zero resistance.
Squish. Squish.
The moment he moved, drool spilled from her mouth. The sudden stimulation had clearly startled her.
"Too much hassle—we'll go with this."
"Woof-woof!"
"For a dog-cunt, this is plenty, right?"
"Whine…"
The inner walls clenched and fluttered. Her reactions looked good, so he worked her fast.
Splat!
She came before he'd even really started. Some unidentifiable fluid soaked the back of his hand.
"Unbelievable. Just unbelievable."
"Huff, huff…"
"It's yours—lick it clean."
Before a single drop could fall, her tongue was on him. She licked his hand with total devotion.
Even without the cosplay…
Body and mind, she was already a dog. A loyal hound who served him as Master. He'd completely banned her from speaking human language. Anything necessary went through KakaoTalk. While she diligently sucked his hand, her other fingers hammered at her phone.
"That second part's just an excuse, isn't it?"
"Woof!"
"You dare try to trick Master? Looks like fingers only for you today."
The setting wasn't ideal for full car sex. They moved in Yoo-min's car.
Honestly, this is the real fun of driving.
His free hand kneading and working her. Thighs were nice, but the real prize was always the wet place.
Squish. Squish.
He pushed in a second finger. Pressing deep inside drew a reaction; his thumb circled her clit with slow care. Water pooled on the faux-leather seat.
"Haaah… haaah…"
She'd already come two or three times. For Yoo-min, barely hanging onto the wheel, crisis arrived.
Welcome!
Toll gate. Apparently she hadn't signed up for Hi-Pass. She had to roll down the window and pay—while panting, completely worked up, and not speaking a single word of human language.
"Woof-woof!"
"Sorry. She can't speak human."
"Excuse me?"
"Here's the money. Check it."
He handed the fare to the flustered collector. Even with decades on the job, this had to be a first.
Honestly, this kind of play…
It was optimized for outdoor sex. Doing it outside doubled the shame—and that made it fun.
"Ming's such a good dog. She listens to Oppa so well."
"Woof-woof!"
"No more human words from now on, okay?"
"Woof-woof!"
A face that looked half finished as a human being. Shame, embarrassment, and arousal left her not knowing what to do with herself.
This is why training a virgin is worth it.
You could install sexual values however you liked. Even when he pushed things a little far, she followed readily. Rachel should have been like this. Break them early so they can't even make a peep.
Screech—
They arrived at Yoo-min's place. After her streams took off, she'd moved somewhere nicer.
"Huff, huff…"
The second they got inside, she changed into full dog cosplay. The glamorous beauty from moments ago was gone. Only a dog in heat remained. She looked so pitiful he almost lost the urge to fuck her.
"You said you wanted to learn about coins?"
"Woof-woof!"
"You want dick? No. Hold it. Comfort yourself over there."
She was on all fours. The cosplay outfit was high quality—so high he couldn't even fondle her properly through it. He settled for raking his nails over her thighs instead. The desperate O-shaped spread of her legs was almost funny.
Making her wait is a kind of play too.
Neglect play. With Yoo-min beside him, lost and desperate, he slowly took care of his own business.
Click, tap.
He used a separate exchange for trading. Security, secondary indicators—plenty to set up.
"Huff, huff…"
Yoo-min looked like she was suffering. Mentally, she'd already come. The long wait. The charged situation. He'd tormented her the entire drive over.
And she doesn't even know any other way to get off.
She was waiting, faithfully, for him alone to soothe her. Eating her when she was fully wound up would taste the best.
"This is the exchange Oppa trades on…"
"Woof-woof!"
"You know futures? Do I need to start from the concept of futures?"
He deliberately made her wait. She'd asked for this herself. Coin explanations. Yoo-min watched him with her tongue hanging out, panting. What she truly wanted was something else entirely.
"Take out the leverage and it's not that different, right?"
"Woof-woof!"
"But that part is the real deal. Want to see Oppa's balance—how much he trades with?"
"Woof?"
One little push and she'd come just from the look on her face. Her skin trembled faintly; those big breasts heaved with every breath. And in that state, she saw it. The thing women lust after most—in a certain sense, more than any big cock.
Yoo-min came with a violent shudder.