Ten Billion Won, Five Creampies
The firepower was nothing short of explosive.
It was a velocity that made the hundred-million mark look like a crawl. Like a dam bursting open, the tidal wave of capital launched by five hundred thousand viewers drowned the entire screen.
"Hwaah… two hundred million… two hundred million…."
Impaled on my cock and unable to move an inch, Ha-young’s eyes glittered with greed and raw anticipation. Every time the number climbed, her inner walls clenched viciously, biting down on my shaft like they had a mind of their own.
"Hwaah… hyung-nims, a woman’s pussy is a living thing… the money rolls in and even when she’s just sitting still it starts wriggling and twitching all by itself—feels fucking incredible."
In perfect proportion to the speed of the donations, I started rolling my hips, slow and deep.
Squish. Squeltch. Squish.
"Haa… haah… haaaaah…."
The moment we blew past two hundred million and then three hundred, I raised my hand and brought my palm down hard on Ha-young’s plump, springy ass.
Slap—! Slap!
"Haaang!"
"Feel good, you bitch?! Feel good?"
"Yeah…! Yeah, it feels good! You fucking bastard!"
Squelch—! Thwack!
The second the words left her mouth I pulled my hips back and slammed my cock home again with full elastic force.
"Heuk!"
"How much do you get for one editing job? Two hundred thousand?"
I fired the question and didn’t give her a second to answer before driving into her with brutal rhythm.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Heuk… industry secret, you lowlife bastard! Uung!"
"Being generous, three hundred thousand?!"
Squelch—! Thwack!
This time I buried myself to the absolute root, crushing the entrance to her womb with heavy, grinding pressure.
"Hwaaaaaah!"
"How’s it feel hitting the fucking lottery, you filthy bitch?!"
Squelch—! Thwack!
"Hwaaaaang!"
The instant we crossed four hundred million, a flood of love juice soaked in pure pleasure and excitement poured out of her slit, ran down my thighs, and dripped onto the floor.
"Kekeke. Look at that, a fucking mountain stream just started trickling…."
Then, as the donations approached five hundred million, the firepower began to taper off exactly as expected.
At the same time, words slipped out of her mouth that pissed me off and turned me on in equal measure.
"Fuck… what do I do… what do I do…."
Listening to her muttering, it was obvious: the moment she actually had to show her face was right in front of her, and real-world terror had finally hit.
I wrapped my arm around the neck of Ha-young, who was still face-down on the desk, and forcibly yanked her upper body upright.
Whoosh—!
"What the fuck did you just say, you bitch?!"
"W-what?! What did I say!! Let go! Let go!"
She panicked and tried to struggle, but I wasn’t in a generous mood.
Still holding her upright, I punched through the tight resistance of her clinging flesh and slammed my cock all the way in.
Squelch—! Thwack!
"Hwaaang!"
I pinned the thrashing bitch in place with my heavy weapon, skewering her so thoroughly she couldn’t move.
"Why? Why?! Not enough?! Five hundred million not enough for you?! You greedy fucking sow, your belly’s already full to bursting!"
Squelch—! Thwack!
"Huuuuuh… fuck! After taxes it’s not even five hundred million! It’s half of that, so how is that five hundred million?!"
Even while gasping and drowning in pleasure, Ha-young’s mental calculator was still hammering away with ruthless precision.
"Kekeke. Completely fucking money-crazy, this bitch… hey, you whore! What about the video sales? That was just for show?!"
"Hundreds of thousands of people are already watching for free—who the hell is going to buy it later?!"
"I’ve never seen such a crazy bitch…."
I barked out a dry laugh of pure disbelief, grabbed her waist and throat, and started pounding my cock into her like a jackhammer.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Heuk, heuk, heuu! Fuck, stay still for a second! My head hurts!"
"You stupid bitch! South Korea has fifty million people! The five hundred thousand watching right now? Tip of the iceberg! Sell it for just thirty thousand won and that’s hundreds of millions more—set it up once and it’s a lifetime pension, and you’re ignoring that?!"
"I’m thinking about it…! My sex video is going to be floating around the internet forever—how am I not supposed to think about it?!"
At her desperate cry I kept my cock buried deep inside her and edged a little closer to the monitor.
She hadn’t even said she wouldn’t show her face—she’d only said she was thinking about it—but the chat was going completely insane, regular viewers and feminist bitches alike.
"Haa, ahh, I—I’ll show…."
Squelch—! Thwack!
"Heuuung!"
I sealed the mouth that had been about to agree by burying my cock deep inside her again.
This was the critical moment that could turn a five-hundred-million man into a one-billion man.
It’s gonna be a little rough… but let’s do this!
I stared down the camera with a resolute expression and roared.
"Hyung-nims!! I can’t stand looking at these fucking feminist bitches running their mouths any longer!!"
I grabbed a fistful of Ha-young’s hair and locked her in place.
"One billion!! Just fill it up to one billion! In exchange, every single won of my cut from this stream—I give it all to this fucking bitch!"
While the chat was still buzzing I dropped the finishing blow.
"Instead I make a pledge! From six hundred million onward I’m creaming this bitch’s womb! Seven hundred! Eight hundred! Nine hundred! One billion! Five fucking creampies total!!"
I was so worked up the veins stood out on my neck.
"I’m Dae-mul-nam, Tae-joo the Pervert! My stamina is one of the most fucked-up things about me so trust me and go full send! Today I’m gonna tear this goddamn bitch’s pussy open! Throw it! Throw it!!!"
"W-what the fuck are you saying! You crazy bastard! Creampie what creampie! I’ll get pregnant!"
"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!!!"
Squelch! Thwack! Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Hweong! Hwaang! Haang!"
I crushed her resisting body again under the weight of my heavy weapon and locked her down completely.
In the blink of an eye the amount that had been stuck at five hundred million shot straight up to six hundred million.
"Waaaaah!! WaxingShop hyung-nim!! Thank you!! One hundred million!! One hundred million!!!"
I’d been counting on the firepower of five hundred thousand ants, but there was no way I could ignore the name of the donor who just dropped that overwhelming single bomb.
"One creampie logged!!!"
Following the blood vessel that WaxingShop hyung-nim had opened, familiar nicknames started blasting anywhere from hundreds of thousands to tens of millions of won like absolute madmen.
I rattled off the machine-gun nicknames like I was freestyling a rap.
"Dongdaemun hyung-nim two thousand! Baskin hyung-nim three thousand! GymRat hyung-nim two thousand! FeminaziSlayer hyung-nim three thousand!!!"
The second we blew past seven hundred million, tens of thousands of regular viewers poured in their small donations and created a massive tidal wave.
"Three creampies… four creampies… five creampies!!!!!"
One billion.
The moment that dream number filled up, my mood felt like it had punched through the sky and was rocketing into outer space.
Fuck… time to work… no, time to fuck!!
I shot Ha-young a look and had her reset the broadcast settings to normal.
The second her trembling hand left the mouse I yanked her upper body into a crushing embrace.
"Kekeke. What, you embarrassed?"
"If it were you… wouldn’t you be?"
She was hesitating, half-ready to take the mask off, so I decided to give her a little help.
"Come to think of it we should take the clothes off first, you bitch!"
"W-wait!"
"Shut up!"
I didn’t give her a chance to resist. I ripped her shirt open like I was tearing the buttons off. The second her pale skin appeared I shoved my hand behind her back and roughly unhooked her bra.
Click, snap.
"Heuk!"
The straps that had been constricting her came free and her soft white breasts bounced out into the open.
Haa… this fucking bitch.
They weren’t the violent size of Yura’s.
But they were the kind of perky, pretty B-cups that filled one hand perfectly—exactly what you’d expect from a true Gat-ban-in.
The way she twisted her body and covered her chest with both arms out of pure shame was infinitely more cock-hardening than if she’d just shown them off straight.
Next I stepped on her pants and yanked them off with my foot, then looked straight into Camera 1 and shouted.
"Hyung-nims! Isn’t it a woman’s instinct to want to show her prettiest side? Unlike those stinking bitches, I mean! Corset! She has to put one on!"
The second the chat flooded with question marks I let out a lewd grin.
"Kekek. This is the real corset right here!"
I locked both hands firmly on Ha-young’s waist and slammed my fully hardened weapon into her in one brutal stroke.
Squelch—! Thwack!
"Heuuuk! Haa, haaaang!"
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The moment my cock filled her completely, her eyes glazed over with a filthy mix of pain and pleasure.
Only then did the hyung-nims understand what I meant, and the chat exploded.
Confirming the viewers’ reaction, I shoved her upper body all the way forward, grabbed the back of her head, and slammed her face down onto the desk.
Thud.
"Kek. Hey, you bitch! You really tried to play games with five hundred million? You need to apologize to the hyung-nims watching!"
"Fuck…! Euk! You think I’m your fucking toy?!"
Even with her cheek mashed flat she still screamed defiance, but I just snorted.
"You fucking bitch! For one billion there’d be a line of girls from Seoul to Busan begging to be toys! You’re the lucky one and you better know it!"
Squelch—! Thwack! Thud, thud, thud, thud!
"Heuk! Hwaa! Haang! Hey! Hey!"
While she was getting her brains scrambled by the merciless pounding of my cock I roughly yanked the mask strap off her ear.
Snap.
".......!"
The second her bare face was exposed, Ha-young didn’t even have time to scream—she just hurriedly slammed her head back down onto the desk to hide it.
Just as that frustrating sight was about to make the chat explode, I struck first.
"Did you see that, hyung-nims!! Look how polite she is! She plants that dogeza like a fucking pro!"
My joke flipped the ugly mood in chat in an instant.