Public Service at Lunch
Lunch was settled at a nearby Japanese restaurant. When Lee Yu-na removed her mask after taking her seat, every eye in the place locked onto her. Her pretty face radiated raw sexual energy born from unsatisfied lust, and not a single person could look away.
The food arrived quickly. They had ordered the same thing, yet Lee Yu-na received a larger portion. The power of appearance at work.
“Not like I’m discriminating against people or anything.”
Kang Geon said this while slipping off his shoe and pressing his foot between her thighs. When his toes moved, Lee Yu-na flinched. No matter what treatment she received outside, she remained a slave. That fact never changed.
“Want to come to my room tonight?”
“Give me a reason why you can’t come right now.”
“I’m trying to do what you said, but I need time to prepare.”
“You mean you’re offering up your anal virginity tonight?”
When Kang Geon spoke the vulgar words so openly, Lee Yu-na glanced around. Fortunately, no one had heard.
“Yeah……”
“Looking forward to it.”
Kang Geon was genuinely excited. Of course, he might end up disappointed, but if that happened he could simply make things interesting himself.
“Since we have to wait until night, squeeze one out for me here.”
“H-here?”
“If I say here, you should understand it means the bathroom.”
“I’m sorry…… But the bathroom here is small, so how about the café bathroom over there?”
Lee Yu-na felt wretched offering another bathroom so she could milk a man’s semen. Yet what could she do? Kang Geon was her master, and the only path that would let her grow at least ten times faster.
“Well, well. Even a cock-sleeve like you can make that kind of suggestion. You’ve come a long way.”
Kang Geon patted Lee Yu-na’s head the way one would pet a dog, then walked to the counter to pay. “Let’s go to the café.”
The two headed to the franchise café bathroom Lee Yu-na had mentioned. The building was relatively new, so the restroom was spacious and clean. Kang Geon lowered the toilet lid, dropped his pants, and sat down. Lee Yu-na hesitated at the dirty floor before kneeling. The massive cock twitched right in front of her face. Veins bulged along its grotesque length, and her eyes filled with longing as she stared at it. She wanted Kang Geon to lift the orgasm ban immediately and pound her pussy raw with that cock until it was ruined.
Lee Yu-na’s pussy dripped with anticipation, desperate for the release of an unquenchable desire.
“Suck it already. You want someone to catch you being a pervert who blows cock in a public bathroom?”
Kang Geon spoke while filming her vulgar appearance with his phone. He kept her sex videos neatly organized and stored.
“No. I’ll make you cum right away.”
Lee Yu-na began sucking aggressively from the very start. She hollowed her cheeks and licked the underside of the glans with her tongue. After being forced to perform oral service so many times, she had grown quite skilled at sucking cock. Obscene wet sounds echoed throughout the entire bathroom. They were so loud that anyone entering would immediately know some slut was sucking a man’s dick in the locked stall.
Lee Yu-na tried to make Kang Geon finish before anyone else came in, but her wish was shattered without mercy. Footsteps and voices drew closer.
“Even if someone comes, don’t stop.”
Lee Yu-na froze for a moment before resuming the fellatio. As long as only her face stayed hidden, she told herself it would be fine.
The two men who entered the bathroom stood at the urinals, stopped talking, and pricked up their ears. The lewd sounds coming from somewhere had caught their attention.
Chuup, chuup, churup, chuuup.
Once they confirmed the source of the noise, the two men exchanged grins.
“Want to check?”
Lee Yu-na tensed at the words coming from the other side of the thin door. The thought of killing them if they tried to open it crossed her mind.
“Just go. You think a pervert bitch doing that would spread her legs for us?”
“If she’s slutty enough to do it openly in a bathroom, maybe she would?”
“Go pick up your girlfriend. You said she’d be here soon.”
“Ah. Right. If it weren’t for her, I’d at least take a look.”
The sound of hands washing and snickering laughter faded as the two men left.
“Why’d you stop?”
Lee Yu-na had paused the blowjob to listen to the men’s conversation. Unauthorized actions came with punishment, so she sensed pain coming. Kang Geon leaned forward, grabbed her stiff nipples, and squeezed hard, pressing down with his fingertips to make it hurt more.
“Agh!”
“I asked why you stopped.”
“I’m sorry. I was listening to their conversation……”
“Who told you to take the cock out of your mouth?”
Seeing the sadistic pleasure on Kang Geon’s face, Lee Yu-na realized she would be hit no matter what she did. To minimize the beating in moments like this, she had to degrade herself while begging.
“I’m sorry. I was stupid and slow, so I acted without thinking.”
“Since you know you’re stupid and slow, let’s go with three hits.”
Lee Yu-na stood, pulled down her pants, and spread her legs. It was the pussy-punishment posture she had grown far too accustomed to.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“Hup! Kkhh! Kyaaah!”
The merciless strikes forced a loud cry from her. Her legs, spread vulgarly in an O-shape, trembled violently.
“Suck it fast. You want to stay in the bathroom forever?”
“N-no! I’ll make you cum right away!”
With the cock in her mouth, Lee Yu-na moved eagerly. Her pretty head bobbed back and forth while her soft tongue coiled around the shaft like a snake. Feeling his climax approach, Kang Geon grabbed Lee Yu-na’s mask and cap, pulled his cock from her mouth, and aimed.
Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat!
He sprayed thick semen alternately inside the mask and cap.
“Wear this on the way home. Once you arrive, send me a photo proving you wore it.”
Kang Geon’s semen was so thick and pungent that even though it was only on the inside, anyone standing close would surely smell it. Yet Lee Yu-na had no right to refuse. She put on the mask and cap. Sticky cum clung to the corners of her mouth. She could feel the warm liquid running down from the crown of her head.
‘The smell of cum is driving me even crazier.’
What tormented Lee Yu-na more was the desire that surged because of the semen’s scent. The urge to release it all—whether through masturbation or sex—had doubled in intensity. Even though her house was right in front of her, she doubted she could make it.
Kang Geon wiped the little bit of semen left on his cock with her hair. Crushing Lee Yu-na’s dignity filled him with lightning-like ecstasy. He rejoiced at the thought of dragging her pride into the abyss and burying her soul in the gutter.
Lee Yu-na felt a massive wave of anxiety at her master’s expression, which burned with strange heat. She sensed, viscerally, that this was not yet the bottom.
“How long do you need to prepare?”
“You can come around eight.”
“I can eat dinner and head over, then.”
Kang Geon gave her a light pat on the butt and chest, signaling she could go. Lee Yu-na had to step out onto the street with half her face and scalp covered in semen, looking utterly disgraceful.
Kang Geon went to the café, got an iced americano to go, and stepped outside. While neutralizing the sun’s heat with the cold coffee, he spotted a familiar woman.
“Sang-mi noona?”
Kang Geon’s voice carried doubt because he wasn’t sure if the woman who had stopped walking was really Han Sang-mi, his same-year senior from the same department. At a glance she looked similar, but up close she didn’t. Yet her body made him think it was her after all. Han Sang-mi possessed a glamorous figure that was rare to see, and the woman in front of him had exactly that.
“Huh? It’s you, Geon. Long time no see.”
“It really is Sang-mi noona. I thought it wasn’t.”
“I had some skin problems.”
“What happened to your skin? Is that why you suddenly took a leave of absence last semester?”
Han Sang-mi had been active in department life while serving on the student council, then suddenly took a leave without even taking final exams. Naturally, rumors had spread—pregnancy, running away from debt collectors with her parents, a car accident, and so on. The most credible rumor Kang Geon had heard was complications from plastic surgery.
‘She really did get botched surgery.’
Han Sang-mi claimed it was a skin issue, but the overall change in her impression—making her look noticeably uglier—couldn’t possibly be just a skin problem. Kang Geon pretended not to notice and continued the conversation. If he dug a little deeper, he might be able to use her botched surgery to establish a superior-inferior relationship.
“Yeah. My skin suddenly got bad, so I went to the hospital and they said it was serious. They told me to avoid sunlight, so I had no choice but to take time off.”
“I see. Are you feeling better now? You disappeared so suddenly that I was really worried.”
“I rested and applied medicine, so it got better. It’s nice to see you after so long.”
“Noona, since we ran into each other, let’s grab a meal together.”
He had just eaten, but Kang Geon’s stomach—bolstered by his Avatar Body—could easily handle another ten servings.
“No, let’s do it next time.”
“Honestly, noona, the semester hasn’t even started yet. There’s nothing to do in front of school. I’m bored too, so……”
“W-well, should we?”
“Noona, you said you liked sushi before, right? There’s a famous sushi place near school. Let’s go there.”
“We’d have to take the bus to get there. It’s hot today, so let’s go somewhere nearby.”
Kang Geon figured going farther would help create the right atmosphere to draw out Han Sang-mi’s problem.
“I have a car.”
“Really? Did your parents buy it for you?”
“No. I bought it with money I earned. Wait here with this while I go get the car. I’ll be right back.”
“Uh…… Okay.”
Kang Geon handed her the iced americano and headed to the parking lot near his house. Han Sang-mi, sitting in the passenger seat, looked around the car’s interior with surprised eyes.
“Isn’t this an expensive car?”
“A little over a hundred million.”
“A hundred million?”
“Yeah. Why so surprised?”
“Ah, it’s nothing.”
Kang Geon sensed it. Han Sang-mi needed money. She had probably scraped together part-time wages for plastic surgery, only for complications to arise. Fixing the grotesque results would have cost a fortune she couldn’t afford. Most of it was likely debt. His intuition, enhanced by the Authority of Domination, told him so.
Kang Geon set the navigation and drove. His gaze kept drifting toward the passenger seat where her pale legs were stretched out.
“You drive well.”
“I got my license right after the university acceptance announcements and started working part-time.”
“Most people do bars, PC rooms, or convenience stores. Why that?”
“A man should know how to drive.”
“Cool.”
Han Sang-mi, short on cash, found herself interested in Kang Geon who drove a car worth over a hundred million. A budding attraction that could lead to something more began to sprout.
“You’ve always been really manly. Remember the freshman welcome party? You drank the most but still carried all the drunk kids home. Sang-jin oppa said you absolutely had to join the student council because of that.”
“Sang-jin hyung really said that?”
“Of course. He said they should swap you and Park Simin’s years.”
Park Simin was Han Sang-mi’s classmate. Many people disliked him for his poor work ethic and selfishness. He was also famous for his one-sided crush on Han Sang-mi.
“Does Simin hyung still bother you these days?”
“I blocked him when I took leave.”
“If that hyung tries anything again after the semester starts, tell me.”
“It’s been so long since I’ve seen him. He probably won’t anymore.”
When they arrived at the sushi restaurant, they sat at the bar. It was a famous place, so the tables were already full.
“I’m paying, so let’s get the most expensive stuff.”
“What? The most expensive thing here is over fifty thousand won.”
“That’s nothing.”
Kang Geon ordered the most expensive option. Spending fifty thousand won to set up a situation where he could fuck a woman he had wanted since the first time he saw her was not a waste at all.
The sushi arrived. Han Sang-mi greeted it with an “I’ll eat well” and picked up a piece. Whether it was truly delicious or not, the worry on her face disappeared and her expression brightened.
“It’s really good. You should try some too.”
“Not bad.”
While eating and lightening the mood with casual conversation, Kang Geon asked, “By the way, noona, your face has changed a lot. Did you get plastic surgery?”
“……Does it show that much?”
“A little. Anyone who knows you would notice.”
“Still, pretend you don’t know.”
“Is that connected to your leave of absence?”
Han Sang-mi only moved her lips without speaking. A little more pressure and it would come out.
“Want to grab a drink since it’s been a while? There’s a new place in front of school with good snacks.”
After a moment of hesitation, Han Sang-mi spoke. “Let’s do that. I don’t think I can talk without alcohol.”