Making Han Sang-mi a Public Slut (7)
Shhhrrrt! A stream of piss poured between Isabel's red lips. Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Isabel's throat bobbed violently. She tried desperately to swallow, but the volume was too much; her mouth overflowed and it splashed out. Isabel's face and breasts were drenched in urine, and more dripped onto the floor.
Kang Geon wiped the tip of his cock on Isabel's clothes and tossed them to her. "Clean it up properly."
"Yes, Master."
Isabel used her own clothes like a rag, wiping her face and the floor.
"Put them on."
Isabel's eyebrows twitched. A flash of suppressed disgust slipped through. That subtle show of displeasure made tormenting her even more satisfying. With her brows slightly raised, Isabel pulled on the damp, piss-stinking clothes. Kang Geon stood behind her, his gaze coldly appraising her as she dressed.
"You may leave."
"Thank you for cleaning this filthy toilet with your clean piss today as well, Master."
Isabel bowed politely and disappeared.
Kim Tae-san and Park Sun-woo, who had been mesmerized by Isabel's beauty and figure, only snapped out of it once she was gone.
"How the hell do you make a woman like that obediently drink piss?"
"Hey, what the fuck? How'd you do it?"
"I'll explain. But first, Park Sun-woo. What are you gonna do? You think you can bring in a woman like that?"
"Honestly? No confidence. That kind of woman is top-tier even if she can only act—she'd be the lead the moment you put her out there."
"Right? I'll give you a nice raise. Let's go with salaryman life."
"Haa… Deal! I'll show you what a fucking loaded salaryman looks like. Just set up that raise properly."
"If you handle the shit I ask for, of course I'll bump it up."
"Anything besides growing the Sexnet account? 200 million is fucking stingy."
"There is."
"What?"
"If you're the president of a streaming platform, you can pull all kinds of power trips, right?"
"Hell yeah! You know Twitch? The CEO down to the team leaders all keep female cams as girlfriends."
"I've been thinking about this for a while."
Kang Geon laid out the businesses he planned to acquire once he had enough money—internet broadcasting platforms, talent agencies, clubs, loan shark companies—any place where pretty women naturally gathered, so he could abuse his power over them.
"Imagine it. Buy a talent agency and fuck every trainee the second they show up."
"Fucking hot. But do we have the cash?"
"Tons."
Kang Geon showed them his Status. Kim Tae-san and Park Sun-woo's eyes widened at the sight of over ten billion Laria.
"I get two hundred billion a year."
"Laria and won are basically one-to-one, right? How the fuck are you pulling two hundred billion?"
"Means I'm that valuable. If I feel like it, I can make even more."
"Geon-ah," Kim Tae-san said.
"What?"
"Let me join. I know the loan shark side well. Just pay me right."
With ten billion, starting a company was easy, and if it was Kang Geon's company, the power-tripping would be plenty. So Kim Tae-san volunteered to become a salaried employee.
"Obviously. You think I'd cut you out?"
The three clinked glasses and began planning their power-trip empire. The first sectors they would pour money into were, naturally, talent agencies and loan companies. They decided to acquire mid-sized firms in both fields—Kim Tae-san would scout the loan company, Park Sun-woo the agency. They would operate through a holding company with full management rights, naming it KG Holdings. KG came from Kang Geon's name.
Han Sang-mi had been listening to everything, her expression hardening.
"Geon-ah, what am I to you?"
Kang Geon summoning Isabel and treating her like an object had especially shocked her. Until now, the lewd things she had done with Kang Geon—and even showing her pussy to his friends—had felt like sticky, passionate acts born of his demands and intense lust. She had thought it was open, free, pure sexual expression, just enjoying a peculiar kink. But after seeing Isabel and hearing Kang Geon's words, it was clearly not that. Women were nothing more than tools, no different from onaholes, and he was even plotting to make money off them. That realization turned Han Sang-mi from a woman who enjoyed sex into a whore, something filthy in her eyes, something that shattered her last defenses.
"What do you think you are? A rag."
"Weren't we just enjoying sex together?"
"You're a rag. You agreed to obey me, remember?"
"Just answer this one thing and I'll really obey. Who was that woman earlier, and what do you actually think of me?"
"A rag bitch who wants to die."
When Han Sang-mi talked back, Kang Geon snapped. His Authority of Domination activated, crushing her mind.
"Rag."
"H-huh?"
"Want me to fix that face of yours back to how it was? No, I'll smash it completely. And you'll still pay back the four billion. Interest at thirty percent compound per month. How much interest alone? Twelve billion Laria."
"G-Geun-ah…"
Only now did Han Sang-mi truly understand what kind of man Kang Geon was, and why he had treated her well until now.
"How many people died at the hospital? Over a hundred, right? You killed them all."
"N-no…"
"Don't bullshit me. You wanted it."
"I've never…"
"Never? Really?"
Kang Geon stared down at her steadily. The memory surfaced in Han Sang-mi's mind.
'Noona, wouldn't it feel good if the hospital collapsed?'
'Yeah. I imagine it every day.'
Han Sang-mi's pupils trembled as the guilt she had been avoiding crashed into her.
"If I get caught, you're finished too. I'll say you ordered it. Want to hear something fun?"
Kang Geon explained Ferum's slave system. Slaves had no human rights; they were mere objects whose lives and deaths belonged to their masters.
"So shut the fuck up and suck cock. You love cock and cum anyway."
Even while reeling from the shock, hearing the words "cock" and "cum" made Han Sang-mi's pussy throb.
"Not listening, huh."
Kang Geon walked over and flicked her clit hard.
"Kyaaah!"
Overwhelmed by pain, Han Sang-mi clutched her crotch and collapsed.
"You gonna do it or not?"
"I-I'll do it…!"
Being struck on the concentrated nerves of her clit caused agony she never wanted to feel again. Han Sang-mi's mind completely broke.
"Hurts? You should've listened earlier. You came all the way to my room saying you'd obey, didn't you? Right?"
"Y-yes…"
"Then getting hit just now was your fault too, right?"
"Y-yes…"
"If you get it, spread your legs already."
Han Sang-mi spread her legs while enduring the lingering pain. The sight of her face twisted in pain and shock satisfied Kang Geon's sadism and aroused him further.
"Fucking hot."
Kang Geon lifted Han Sang-mi's legs high and thrust roughly into her pussy.
"Hnnngh!"
When his cock stimulated her walls, Han Sang-mi couldn't hold back her moans. As Kang Geon began thrusting, pleasure spread from her lower body. Then his hips suddenly stopped. The pleasure vanished, and Han Sang-mi squirmed her waist. The desire to move her hips for more pleasure clashed with the truth she had just learned—she didn't want to please Kang Geon.
"Hnn…"
But Han Sang-mi soon surrendered to pleasure. When she began rocking her hips on her own, the cruel smile on Kang Geon's lips deepened.
"Women are born to lie under men and moan like bitches. Got it?"
"Hah! Y-yes…"
Han Sang-mi realized she could never escape Kang Geon. Even if she ran, he could summon her like Isabel. And then what? With Kang Geon capable of casually killing over a hundred people in a hospital, she would suffer something horrific.
"I'll feed you and protect you. In return, you spread whenever and wherever I say, and suck whenever I say. Got it?"
"Yeah…"
Han Sang-mi gave up in the face of the fear Kang Geon instilled and surrendered to the pleasure his cock gave her. Having molded the department's famous beauty exactly to his liking, Kang Geon filled her womb with semen, feeling deep satisfaction.
When he pulled out, Kim Tae-san immediately clung to her.
"Geon-ah, let's make a Sexnet account with her phone. What should the username be?"
"Our department's public slut."
"You're really gonna let the whole department use her?"
"She cost four billion. Of course."
"I can already hear our department's admission scores rising."
Park Sun-woo chuckled while watching Han Sang-mi moan under Kim Tae-san and picked up her phone.
"Sexnet account made. We should set up Onstar like a proper slut too."
Onstar was the world's largest SNS, relatively clean because adult content wasn't allowed. Han Sang-mi naturally had an Onstar account, and Park Sun-woo customized it however he wanted.
"Promoting on both Sexnet and Onstar will be more effective."
While Kim Tae-san pounded her from behind, Han Sang-mi could only watch as her image spread across SNS as a public slut.
"Whoa, DMs already coming in."
Her friends and acquaintances asked if she'd been hacked, while strangers sent DMs saying they wanted to fuck her or have sex.
"Congrats on graduating from slut to public slut."
While playing with Han Sang-mi's phone, Park Sun-woo found something interesting.
"Sang-mi has a little brother? How old is he?"
"Hahh… He's a senior in high school… Hnn…"
"Your chats look pretty close. It'll be fun if he ends up at the same university next year, huh?"
"Th-that, please…"
"He'll find out his noona's a slut anyway. Same school would be even better."
Park Sun-woo's words were terrifying to Han Sang-mi. She had to stop her brother from coming to Seonghan University at all costs. But with Kang Geon interested, would her wish come true?
Kang Geon checked through his Status how much Laria it would cost for Han Sang-mi's brother to get into Seonghan University. It was only a hundred million Laria—pocket change. Her brother's grades were already good enough, and he wanted to attend the same university as his sister, so the cost was low. To make him attend without Han Sang-mi knowing, two hundred million Laria would be needed.
"Heh heh heh heh."
Next year's first semester was going to be very entertaining.
After Kim Tae-san finished using Han Sang-mi's pussy thoroughly and pulled out, Park Sun-woo spoke.
"Sun-woo, you not going?"
"This is more fun for me."
Park Sun-woo uploaded the lewd photos Han Sang-mi had taken to Onstar, and to Sexnet he posted pictures of her breasts being groped and her half-lost expression while being fucked.
"Why only post stuff like this on Sexnet?"
"If you show everything right away, it's no fun and no effect. She's got a great body and a decent face, so we tease a little, build interest, then blow it all up at once."
Park Sun-woo also took his own phone and got to work properly. Kang Geon browsed Han Sang-mi's Sexnet and Onstar accounts on his phone. The moment Han Sang-mi posted nude photos on Onstar, her followers skyrocketed. Those new followers moved to the Sexnet account linked in her profile. People who came to Sexnet saw her topless photos and flowed into the shared account run by Kang Geon and his friends. The shared account's bio read:
"Our Sang-mi's life is completely over."
Park Sun-woo sneered and showed Han Sang-mi the state of her accounts.
"Ah…"
Han Sang-mi despaired. When Kang Geon had first said he would upload things online, she had imagined only sex videos with her identity hidden. Having crossed an irreversible river, tears streamed down Han Sang-mi's face.
Park Sun-woo captured the moment and saved it with the title "The Day Han Sang-mi Became a Public Slut."
"Kekeke. Nice shot."
Kang Geon, aroused again by Han Sang-mi's shocked state, lunged at her.
"Geon-ah, try fucking the slut while she's lying on the bed."
It was a position Park Sun-woo often requested when filming sex videos, so Kang Geon naturally carried Han Sang-mi to the bed and fucked her from above. Park Sun-woo started filming from between her plump ass cheeks, capturing the massive cock moving in and out.
"Fucking insane. Any guy who doesn't get hard watching this is impotent. Impotent."
Zooming out, he captured Han Sang-mi's stunning side profile as Kang Geon held her like he was devouring her. The sight of a sexy woman being brutally violated like an animal had a way of stirring a man's violent instincts and heightening arousal.
"This is easily a million views. Might even make Sexnet's weekly trending videos."
Park Sun-woo walked to the side and filmed their front view. Her pretty face twisted in pleasure, hair stuck to her sweat-slicked forehead and cheeks, the lewd moans rising from deep within her body. She was a woman completely dominated by cock.