Chapter 14: Troublesome Customers Need Proper Discipline

"...I like see-through fashion..."

"See-through fashion? Isn't this just pervert fashion?"

As she hiked up her skirt, sexy panties with mesh and embossed detailing came into view. She pulled them down right away. Sticky love juices stretched a transparent thread between her pussy and the panties. Even while sucking my cock, she'd been working her hands furiously, getting her pussy plenty wet. It probably wasn't because she enjoyed hearing my words.

She must have figured that if she didn't soak herself thoroughly after seeing the size of my dick, the aftermath would be brutal.

In the dim warehouse, even with the lights on, I aimed my cock at her pussy.

One of the fantasies every convenience store clerk harbors is fucking in the stockroom. It's a scenario tons of people have imagined at least once. And now, here I was, living it.

I thrust my hips forward, slamming my cock in.

"Guh... haa... kkh..."

Kim Soyeon's body shuddered violently. The entrance felt a bit tight even for just the tip, and sure enough, intense pain twisted across her face. Her legs were trembling too—it must hurt more than I'd thought.

Checking the insertion point, about a third of my length was buried inside. With Lee Seonyeong, half had gone in on the first try, and once she got used to it, more than two-thirds slid in easily. Compared to that, Kim Soyeon was reacting fiercely even with barely anything inside.

Over half my cock was still exposed to the air, but instead of pushing deeper, I started slow pistoning motions back and forth.

"Hngh, s-slowly... it hurts so much, ugh."

"It's 'cause I'm ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠kinda big, so hang in there till you get used to it."

"Not slow, hngh... it hurts."

Ignoring her protests, I focused on the sensations around my glans. Kim Soyeon's pussy was hotter than Lee Seonyeong's and gripped much tighter. No, it wasn't just the grip—it felt distinctly narrower overall.

"Hngg... it hurts. Hic, it hurts."

Tears fell, forming round spots on the floor. Despite ample juices and enough time to adjust, she kept hurting. It made me wonder if I'd grown my size too much.

But...

Stretching her pussy wide open with my massive cock is a total turn-on.

A bigger dick means better motion during thrusts and killer visual appeal. When I watch porn, I pay as much attention to the male actor's penis size as the female's body. No way was I shrinking it back.

Unlike Lee Seonyeong, though, Kim Soyeon just couldn't adapt to my size. Ending things like this would leave her with nothing but pain—and breeding resentment in a non-consensual fling like this? That was a risk I didn't need.

"Ah...? Uh... ahng, huaaang!!!"

Kim Soyeon reacted with confusion to the sudden pleasure, but it was short-lived.

"Ah...? Uh... hng, huaaang!!!"

Her pussy quivered, and hot liquid gushed downward. My face soured.

"Cumming already? Now I gotta clean up."

"S-sorry... huaaang!"

Still with Love Weapon at level 3 activated, I kept thrusting. She couldn't even finish her sentence before climaxing again. The second squirt was a bonus.

"...Sorry. Hn, hngt."

The Love Weapon effect was better than expected. Considering it multiplies a woman's pleasure relative to her sensitivity, Soyeon's baseline must be higher than Seonyeong's.

I dialed it back to level 2. Only then did she stop pissing herself.

"Hng, hngg, hngg...!"

Her rigid ass finally started shaking a little, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠syncing with my pistons, rocking back and forth.

Level 2 must push her beyond normal sex without instant orgasms—an ideal sweet spot.

"What, getting off on fucking a guy you don't even want?"

Teasing her mischievously, she flushed with shame. In doggy, I couldn't see her face, but it was obvious.

"B-but suddenly it felt so... ah, ah... right there, feels good... hngt."

"Where? Here?"

I poked the spot just above her cervix with my glans—a deep depression called the A-spot, second-best to the G-spot in doggy for pleasure.

"Uh, huaaang!"

Her ass cheeks twitched as she orgasmed. Her already tight pussy clenched and writhed around my cock, bringing on a twinge of ejaculation urge. It surged fast, but luckily, the narrowness didn't mean killer suction, so I held back.

I let her bask in the afterglow for a bit.

"Weak spot, huh?"

"Hng... I dunno..."

"Short break's over—moving again."

"Yeah. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Uh, haat... yeah, there...! Hng."

Grabbing her shoulders, I resumed pistoning. This arches a woman's back, letting the cock tip hit her G-spot. At the same time, I undid her collar and groped her tits. The moment my hands touched, she gasped sharply.

"Ahn, wait, doing both at once... huaaang!"

Her higher sensitivity than Seonyeong's made reactions more fun to toy with. Feeling playful, I twisted my hips every which way, playing her body like an instrument. During that, she shuddered through three or four more orgasms, ass quaking.

Finally sensing my own buildup, I unloaded thick ropes of cum all over her ass.

Pulling out revealed sticky juices mixed with blood seeping out. The entrance had torn, as expected.

Yeah, she was in that much pain at first.

Thankfully, her face now showed pleasure and satisfaction instead of agony—refreshingly so, even.

Instead of wiping the cum off her ass, I just pulled her skirt down.

"Go home with no panties like that. Your punishment."

"Hngt, yeah... got it."

Still lost in afterglow, she replied. I roughly wiped my cock with tissue, buckled up, and headed to the counter.

Minutes later, she emerged, clothes straightened. She seemed fine to send off, but I added a warning for good measure.

"I won't report you to the cops as promised. But Kim Soyeon—if anything goes sideways, I've got your ID pics, and I'll spread everything you did at La Fridge. Don't get any funny ideas."

She glanced at my face, then replied.

"Got it. Thanks..."

Her face was still deeply flushed.

Ding. The door closed as Kim Soyeon left the store.

...This one's kinda useless?

It was only good for mental management. Even the Desire Fulfillment App had its duds, apparently.

Still, better than nothing.

Watching her retreating figure, I grinned. I'd schooled the bitch on life's harsh lessons, unexpectedly partial-completing the tutorial quest to boot. Add the GP from the hookup, and it was a triple win. No wonder I was laughing.

The next day, I started hitting convenience stores right away, hunting winning lottery tickets. Target: at least 400 million won.

Scratch-offs max out at 2 billion, but that's unrealistic.

After crunching numbers, 400 million felt like the sweet spot between dream and doable.

I scanned tickets at store after store, pocketing only those worth 500,000 won or more and ignoring the small fries.

Nights, I clocked in at my store. I'd quit, but agreed to stick around till they found a replacement.

The day after fucking Kim Soyeon, while working, she showed up—face beet red, fidgeting ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠awkwardly. I couldn't help chuckling.

"Kim Soyeon, you are one lewd pervert."

I'd warned her yesterday out of worry she'd hold a grudge, and now I felt silly.

Not that I don't get it entirely.

Last night, in that brief 30 minutes, she'd climaxed over half a dozen times.

That's once every five minutes by the clock.

Who could blame her for coming back after pleasure like that? It was inevitable.

Instead of talking more, I dragged her to the stockroom, bent her against the wall, and yanked down her pants.

"What the—your pussy's already soaked?"

No fingering this time, yet her juices were overflowing. I slammed my cock in raw.

"Aak! Uh... it hurts..."

Without Love Weapon, even sopping wet, she yelped in pain.

Makes sense. This tight?

Instead of activating it right away, I savored the feel of my cock forcibly stretching her pussy.

"Hng, hngak, hurts... ugh..."

"Hurts a lot?"

"Ugh... y-yeah..."

"Want me to make it feel good?"

"Y-yeah... make it feel good... like yesterday..."

"Why'd you come back? Cock craving?"

"Yeah... stress. Feels so good, stress just melts away... please make me feel good, uuh..."

"Got it."

Feeling her cervix kiss my glans, I ground my hips hard. The friction between them shot pleasure straight to her brain.

"Hngot, hoooooot♡!!"