Min-ju's Virginity Lost
Min-ju let out a piercing scream that seemed to tear her vocal cords apart, wailing, “It hurts! Ahh! Ugh, aa, save me! Save me, Mom!”
Even if my heart wanted to rebel and fight back, pinned beneath the weight of an adult man, there was nothing I could do. The agony of having my flesh torn apart left me utterly powerless.
I poured that helplessness into my voice and screamed it out loud.
“Wow, you really scream like you’re in pain. I loosened your pussy up as much as I could, and still it hurts? Looks like a virgin really does suffer.”
So-young hadn’t done that, of course. So-young was just an exception to every rule.
Or maybe Min-ju was just the type who felt pain more intensely than anyone else.
Seeing her suffer this much should have made me want to be gentler, but ‘whatever, I’ll just use my infinite power later to erase the trauma anyway.’
With the power I possessed, that would be nothing. As long as I managed my energy properly, there was nothing I couldn’t do. I could reverse anything.
So why should I hold back my pleasure right now?
Having reached that conclusion, Jeong Chan-ho kept thrusting while thinking only of his own pleasure, regardless of whether Min-ju was in pain or not.
Min-ju’s pussy was incredibly tight and gripping. It was even looser than Han So-yeon’s in comparison.
Of course, that didn’t mean Min-ju’s pussy was superior to Han So-yeon’s. Everyone had their own personality, their own ups and downs, right?
If the taste was exactly the same, it would be boring.
“There’s a special thrill to fucking something this tight, and another special thrill to fucking a crying, struggling girl like this.”
Jeong Chan-ho thrust his hips hard, burying his cock deep inside her.
The head of his cock felt like it was sinking into some soft flesh. It was probably her womb. This was it.
“Aaaah! Ugh, aaah!”
Now she didn’t even beg for help from her mom. She just kept screaming like a beast.
“Hmm, this is probably going to need some foreplay like with that woman over there. Still, it’s a waste to just pass up the sales point of a fresh high-school girl. I like the feel of something a little inexperienced.”
While thrusting with his lower body, he calmly thought about building a new position on top.
Back in my hikikomori days, this had been the ultimate luxury I only fantasized about. I ignored Min-ju’s suffering in the middle of it all. It would hurt now, but later it would all be 100% job satisfaction. What a joke.
“Hmm. Let’s try one thrust.”
I said it, but Min-ju had no leeway to hear anything.
Jeong Chan-ho shrugged and pushed his cock as deep as possible into her pussy before flooding her with the accumulated seed.
Min-ju unconsciously tightened her pussy around him and swallowed every drop of Jeong Chan-ho’s semen. Her flailing hands finally stuck to his back, helping him. Her nails dug into his back, stinging quite a bit.
“Separate from the pain, the instinct of a female is sharp as a blade.”
With this, the energy cost of building would be saved too.
Jeong Chan-ho enjoyed the pain he felt on his back and shook the cock he had just inserted again.
After all this time, it would be a waste to only do it once and stop.
“Ugh… tsk… haa… gross… ugh… dirty…”
Min-ju kept complaining even as she faithfully cleaned the boss’s cock with her mouth.
The boss’s stamina was beyond measure, but repeating the same stimulation on the mind, separate from the body, would eventually get boring.
After cumming in her pussy four times, she should clean it with her mouth too.
“Lick it with all your heart. Sucking a cock covered in your own virgin blood is something that only happens once in your life. You should know your place.”
Min-ju glared at Jeong Chan-ho with wide eyes, but what did she know? Jeong Chan-ho, as if punishing her, suddenly flooded her throat with cum without warning.
“Ugh! Uwek!”
Min-ju couldn’t hold back the flood of semen and spat out the cock.
Still cumming, the cock shot out and painted Min-ju’s face white.
“Oops. That won’t do. When a man cums, you have to take it in your pussy or your mouth. Got it?”
“There’s no such etiquette in the world!”
“That’s the etiquette of a sex entertainer. I decided it that way.”
It sounded like a dictator’s order, but since it was the words of the only sex entertainer’s boss, I couldn’t really call it wrong.
Min-ju gritted her teeth and pulled out a tissue to wipe her face.
“Ah, just wipe it right away? What a waste. Cum is the best makeup for girls.”
Up until now I had preferred cum in the mouth, but seeing it like this, a facial wasn’t so bad after all.
“Ah, what are you saying, really.”
Min-ju pouted and wiped her entire face, then looked at the remaining tissue and hesitated for a moment before wiping Jeong Chan-ho’s cock with it too.
“Hey, a dirty cock isn’t wiped with tissue. It’s wiped with the mouth of a sex entertainer.”
“What? That’s not hygienic.”
“That’s—”
“The etiquette of a sex entertainer, right? Ah, I get it. From now on, I’ll do that, from now on.”
“This, this.”
Is the MZ generation really like this? I thought the same, being an MZ generation guy myself.
Once you grab power, you become a grandpa regardless of age or gender.
If I had planned to correct it, I could have forced her or threatened her into doing it again… but Jeong Chan-ho decided to let it slide.
“Watching this girl slowly turn into the kind of woman who fits a sex entertainer through setting alteration has its own charm.”
Thinking about it, forcing the change now might turn a fun material into a boring one.
Maybe it was more fun to watch the process of change calmly.
“Yeah, good work. Thinking about the men you’ll face from now on, this should be enough. The first session ends here.”
“Haa, finally free.”
Min-ju let out a sigh and slumped her shoulders. She seemed relieved that it was finally over, but that was far from the truth.
“From tomorrow, I can start working as a sex entertainer right away.”
“M-me tomorrow?”
Min-ju looked at Jeong Chan-ho with bewildered eyes after being doused with cold water on her relief.
Of course, mercy was absent.
“Of course. Think from your perspective. You need to start working quickly so you can earn money fast, right?”
“That’s… well, true.”
As the boss had said earlier, the money Min-ju would receive would be all or nothing. She depended entirely on how hard she brought in customers.
So it was obvious that starting sales quickly to bring in customers would be the most beneficial.
It was just that her mental preparation was a little lacking.
“No, it’ll be fine. I’ve already accepted this dirty old man’s thing without any consideration. Next time I’ll be able to do it more comfortably.”
In other words, this unpleasant experience was probably better thought of as a preventive shot. An extremely painful preventive shot.
Even so, there was still a somewhat troublesome point left.
“Ah, but if I earn that money, my mom will definitely think weirdly about it.”
Han So-yeon was a rather conservative parent and disliked students doing part-time jobs while they should be studying.
If such a mom found out that her daughter was doing what looked like a part-time job that was basically nothing but proxy prostitution, would she accept it? It was worrying.
Whenever there was something good, there was always a troublesome side attached to it.
It was time for more careful thought.
At that moment, a knock sounded from outside the door.
“Ah, you’re here.”
Jeong Chan-ho, who had been waiting, opened the door in his naked state to the knock.
“Ah! It seems you’ve just finished, boss.”
The woman who entered after opening the door was a beauty. A fresh-faced woman with short hair and a perky chest. She looked about three or four years older than Min-ju. In other words, the perfect age to eat.
Of course, that woman was none other than Han So-young, Jeong Chan-ho’s secretary.
Min-ju, who had never imagined that a secretary like Han So-young would be attached to a human like Jeong Chan-ho, pulled the blanket over her upper body and took a defensive stance.
Without paying any attention to Min-ju, Han So-young focused only on Jeong Chan-ho, smiling brightly as she answered his words.
“Yeah, that’s right. Is the staff card ready?”
“Yes, of course, here it is.”
When the secretary handed something over, the boss skimmed it roughly, confirmed it, and nodded.
“I don’t know, but if you gave it to me, it must be reliable.”
Muttering words that implied sloppy handling, the boss handed the item he received from Han So-young back to Min-ju.
It was a card with Min-ju’s face photo embedded.
The photo was at the top, and at the bottom it read ‘Sex Entertainer, Ham Min-ju’.
“Eh? W-wait a second. When did you take my photo?”
It was an issue that could be reported to the police as stalking.
The image of her neatly dressed in her school uniform was something that couldn’t have been taken today.
Min-ju tried to protest, but the boss struck first, as if blocking the protest.
“If you try to persuade a man and he thinks it’s illegal proxy prostitution and tries to discipline you or report you, show him this. It proves you are a legal employee of mine. This thing consumes a lot of energy, so never lose it, got it?”
“E-energy?”
“There is such a thing.”
Min-ju turned the card over suspiciously. It looked completely ordinary from the outside. If the written text had been different, she might have believed it was a student ID.
“So this is something that useful?”
“Of course it is. Once you see this, any man will understand your situation.”
I thought it was some kind of superstition, but since it was better than nothing, I decided to keep it properly.
Whether I could use it properly or not, having at least one hill to climb would make my heart feel easier.
“From now on, when you finish academy, find a rich-looking uncle and start selling. Got it?”
“...I’ll have less time to study.”
“Then reduce it.”
“......”
She interrupted me, saying it wasn’t her business.
Min-ju wasn’t studying out of passion for studies but for the future, but this was...
“...How do you know how the future will turn out and just drop studying? I, this is only temporary. Part-time job.”
“Part-time jobs are work too, you? Don’t think you can just half-ass it and end it. Do you know how easy it is to eat someone else’s money?”
How easy is it to eat someone else’s money? It’s my own money that I worked hard to earn.
I wanted to say that, but I held back. I didn’t want to get caught by the boss and suffer some disadvantage.
“Anyway. Work hard and get used to it quickly. That’s the best.”
“It doesn’t seem easy to get used to.”
The boss gave a nasty smile and said, “Hmm? You’ll get used to it much faster than you think? I’ll guarantee it.”