Turning Han Sang-mi Into a Public Cumrag (1)
Han Sang-mi stared at the glowing text floating before her eyes, her voice trembling.
“I-it’s really true……”
“Of course it is. I can invite you to Ferum. You’ll get something called a Status. All you have to do is hand it over to me.”
“Then… you can really fix my face?”
“I can make it even prettier than before.”
“I’ll do it! I’ll do it right now! What do I have to do?”
“Just wait a second.”
Kang Geon fiddled with his own Status and purchased an invitation ticket to Ferum. It had cost him a billion Laria, but he planned to squeeze far more than that out of Han Sang-mi’s body.
The same invitation message she had seen once before appeared in front of Han Sang-mi’s eyes.
“You’ll go there for a moment and come straight back. Everything can be handled with the Status.”
“Okay.”
Han Sang-mi vanished, then reappeared almost instantly. In her hand was a sleek, rectangular device.
“Give me the Status.”
“Here!”
Without a shred of hesitation, Han Sang-mi handed it over.
“I’m going to absorb this into my own Status. That alright with you?”
“Yes, it’s fine.”
The moment she gave permission, her Status melted into Kang Geon’s.
— Lee Yu-na
— Isabelle Vicander
— Han Sang-mi
Even though she had just been turned into a slave, Han Sang-mi still had no idea what Kang Geon had actually done to her.
He examined her Status. Her appearance was listed as B-rank, but there was a special note beside it.
Appearance: B (Can be restored to A-rank for 1 billion Laria)
‘So this bitch used to be A-rank.’
Raising it from B to A normally cost ten billion Laria, but he only needed to spend a tenth of that. Either way, it was pure profit.
Kang Geon spent the billion Laria and restored Han Sang-mi’s face to its former beauty.
“It’ll go back to the way it was after some time passes.”
“R-really?”
“If you keep asking if it’s real, I won’t do it.”
“I’m sorry! I won’t ask anything anymore. I’ll just believe you! But… didn’t that cost a lot of money?”
“It did. Including the invitation ticket, it came to two billion Laria.”
“What’s Laria?”
“The currency of Ferum. Roughly two billion won in real money.”
“T-two billion!”
It was an amount she could never earn unless she won the lottery or sold her body.
“Geon-ah… I don’t have any way to pay you back……”
“You will soon.”
“What? How?”
“See this title here?”
“Yeah.”
Han Sang-mi’s title was One Who Commands Cold. She only had three skills: Freeze, Ice Spear, and Ice Shield. All of them were C-rank. She had become an utterly ordinary C-class Inviter.
Kang Geon explained the titles and skills to her.
“So… I’m a C-class Inviter?”
“That’s right. At C-rank, you should be able to earn between thirty and fifty million won a year.”
“But how am I supposed to pay back two billion with just that?”
“I’ll raise your skill ranks for you.”
“You can do that too?”
“I’m all-powerful, you know. But upgrading Ice Spear and Ice Shield to B-rank will cost another two billion.”
“Then that’s… f-forty billion……! I’m sorry, Geon-ah. I really don’t have the ability to repay that much.”
“Did I say I was going to make you pay it all back?”
“Huh?”
Kang Geon looked at her with deep, gentle eyes. It was enough for Han Sang-mi to interpret his kindness as romantic affection.
“G-Geon……”
“It’s not even that much money to me, and I don’t want to make things hard for you. Once your situation improves later, you can pay me back slowly.”
“Thank you… Should I write an IOU?”
“No. IOUs are for weak people. Besides, I trust you.”
Han Sang-mi’s eyes grew moist.
Kang Geon quietly raised her sexual sensitivity to stage four. Since she had no idea such a function existed, she simply interpreted the sudden heat flooding her body as a natural reaction.
Her chest heaved. The deep valley between her full breasts appeared and disappeared with every breath.
“Haa… Why is it so hot all of a sudden?”
“Want me to get you some cold water?”
“No… I’m tired. I want to go home. Will you walk me back?”
“The world’s dangerous these days. Of course I’ll walk you home. Let’s go.”
Kang Geon naturally paid the bill.
On the way back, a motorcycle sped past them. Even though it passed at a safe distance, Kang Geon pulled Han Sang-mi close, warning her to be careful. In doing so, he casually brushed his hand across her breast.
“Hngh……”
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”
He asked even though he already knew the answer. Stupid bitch.
“N-no. I was just startled.”
“That startled sound was pretty erotic. Don’t you like my touch? Want me to feel them properly?”
“Touch them! Go ahead and touch them!”
Han Sang-mi thrust her chest forward. If anyone else had done this, no one would have touched her. But Kang Geon was different.
Squeeze.
“Hngh!”
“See? You’re in heat, aren’t you, noona?”
“N-no, I’m not… But you actually touched them when I told you to……”
“What’s the problem? I’m the one in charge here.”
At that moment, Han Sang-mi felt a vague sense of unease, but she forced herself to dismiss it as a joke. The sweetness of everything she had gained thanks to Kang Geon, combined with the fear that he might actually demand forty billion won, clouded her judgment. The overwhelming power he had shown her also stirred up her terror. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the same force that had destroyed the hospital could easily be turned against her.
“Noona, your pussy’s wet too, right?”
“What? No! It’s not wet!”
“Come on. If you’re this horny, of course your cunt is soaked.”
“I’m telling you it’s not!”
“Then shall we check?”
“I said it’s not wet!”
“Alright, alright. It was just a joke. You’re not mad, are you?”
“I’m not mad.”
“Then let’s hurry to your room.”
Kang Geon took her hand. Han Sang-mi didn’t resist.
Her one-room apartment was about a ten-minute walk from his. It was a typical college girl’s room.
“I sweated too much. I’m going to take a quick shower.”
“Noona.”
“Yeah?”
“I hate beating around the bush. Let’s just be honest. You want to fuck me, don’t you?”
“You’re really aggressive.”
“I am. Our feelings are the same, so I don’t want to hesitate or speak in circles.”
“You’re attracted to me too?”
“I wanted to fuck you from the first moment I saw you.”
If anyone else had said it, it would have been sexual harassment. But coming from Kang Geon, it sounded like a playful joke and a bold, masculine confession.
“Then I’ll go wash up quickly.”
“Why take turns? Let’s shower together.”
“The bathroom is too small.”
“I’ll wash your back for you. Hurry up and take your clothes off.”
“Aren’t we moving way too fast?”
“It’s better than dragging it out and wasting time, isn’t it?”
“Yeah… Okay.”
Han Sang-mi pulled off her t-shirt and slid her skirt down. Her massive breasts and wide hips were revealed. It was a body made to be fucked senseless.
Kang Geon stripped in an instant.
Thud.
When Han Sang-mi saw his inhumanly huge cock, her eyes widened in shock.
“Even in porn I’ve never seen one this big. Will this even fit?”
“It always does.”
“How many girls have you slept with so far?”
“That’s a secret. Now take off your underwear too, noona.”
“Okay.”
Han Sang-mi unhooked her bra and slid her panties down. Still embarrassed, she covered her nipples and pussy with her hands.
Kang Geon stepped forward and gently lowered her arms. Her stiff nipples and glistening slit were exposed. Her face turned so red it looked like it might burst.
He pulled her into his arms. Their faces drew close. Han Sang-mi didn’t pull away.
Chu.
After a light kiss, Kang Geon’s hand moved between her legs. It was hot and soaking wet, like a hot spring.
Rub rub rub.
He slipped a finger inside and stroked her. Han Sang-mi came almost immediately, burying her face in his chest and shuddering.
“You came from just that?”
“N-no……”
“Sang-mi, are you going to keep lying? You said you weren’t wet earlier, right? But look, your cunt is completely drenched.”
Rub rub rub.
Twitch twitch twitch.
“I’m… ugh! Not that kind of… hngh! slutty girl……”
“Then what’s this?”
Kang Geon lifted his middle finger. It was coated in her sticky juices.
“T-that’s……”
She had barely known him for a day, yet here she was, soaking wet and letting him fuck her. She was terrified he would think she was some kind of cheap whore.
“You like sex, don’t you, Sang-mi? Everyone likes sex.”
“W-well… that’s true, but… I don’t even know why I’m acting like this today.”
“What’s there to not know? You’re in heat because you want to get fucked. Hurry up and wash. I’ll pound you all night long.”
“I-is that so……?”
“It is. So let’s go in.”
Kang Geon lifted her and carried her into the bathroom. He turned on the hot water, soaked their bodies, and lathered them with soap. Every time his hands touched her skin, Han Sang-mi flinched. When he stroked her with his palm, she let out deep, lewd moans. She had become an instrument that reacted to his every touch.
She comforted herself by thinking that the strange changes in her body were simply because she liked him.
“Spread your legs a little.”
When Han Sang-mi shyly parted her thighs, Kang Geon’s strong hand invaded her most private place.
Shake shake shake shake shake!
He shook her pussy a few times. Han Sang-mi squeezed her eyes shut and her legs trembled. With the face of a mischievous boy who had just gotten a new toy, Kang Geon played with her voluptuous body however he pleased.
The shower, which felt closer to torture for Han Sang-mi, finally ended. After drying off, she lay on the bed already exhausted. Her dripping pussy poured out nectar, begging for his cock.
“G-Geon… put it in now……”
“No.”
“Please… put it in? Hm?”
Kang Geon sucked on her breasts while tormenting her pussy with his fingers. Only after the desperate, crying Han Sang-mi begged for his cock did he finally thrust inside her.
His massive shaft stretched her pussy to its limit. An indescribable feeling of fullness made Han Sang-mi cry out in ecstasy.
“Aaaahhhhhh! I-I’m going to die!”
“I’ll make you die.”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Mommy! I’m really going to die! Geon-ah! S-stop! I’m actually dying!”
Waves of pleasure rattled her brain. Her orgasms climbed higher and higher without end.
Having completely conquered one woman, Kang Geon spoke with the face of an absolute ruler.
“I told you I’d kill you, didn’t I?”
He wrapped both arms around her so she couldn’t move an inch and increased the speed of his pistoning. Lewd, wet sounds filled the room.
“Ghk! Ghhk!”
Han Sang-mi’s eyes rolled completely back. Her tongue lolled out and she fainted with an expression of pure bliss that would remain even if the world ended.
“Her pussy’s pretty useful.”
While her face couldn’t compare to Lee Yu-na or Isabelle, her body and cunt were just as top-tier. Her breasts were smaller than Isabelle’s, but their shape was perfect.
Squeeze, squeeze.
Kang Geon freely groped the breasts of Han Sang-mi—the girl who had been the object of envy and lust for every guy in their department, always in the top five of girls they wanted to date.
“So many guys in the department wanted to fuck this bitch.”
Whenever the guys got together, Han Sang-mi’s name always came up. When they were only lightly drunk, they’d say she was pretty, had a good personality, or was close with so-and-so. But once they were properly drunk, it became “I want to date her,” “I want to touch her tits,” “I want to eat her pussy.”
Kang Geon, who loved dirty talk, never missed those gatherings and would verbally degrade Han Sang-mi along with the rest of them.
Recalling those drinking parties where they had toyed with her in their words, a brilliant idea occurred to him.
He would turn Han Sang-mi into the department’s public cumrag.
He had heard that in college, every department had at least one or two girls who opened their legs after a few drinks. Since there wasn’t one in his, the disappointed Kang Geon decided to create one himself.
“She can pay back those four billion Laria with her body.”
If he dragged her all the way to rock bottom, there would be plenty of ways to make money. She could sell her body, do adult broadcasts, shoot and sell porn. A pretty woman could earn a lot with nothing but her body.