The Fifth Climax and a Choker for Yeonju

I didn't give a damn about anything else. This was cash farming at its finest—sustainable, eco-friendly sex labor. I was in the final sprint, chasing nothing but raw pleasure.

The pleasure gauge that had been trapped inside a narrow range for her sister suddenly shattered its limits, skyrocketing through consecutive upper limits. It was as if all the frustration of being forcibly suppressed had finally broken free. Every single thrust of my cock sent her pleasure numbers leaping wildly upward.

The rapidly climbing numbers were dizzying. A deep, intoxicating rush surged through me as my prostate tightened like it was being squeezed in a vice. This was the moment of ejaculation—the fifth one. The grand finale that would mark the end of this marathon sex session.

-Splurt. Spluuuurt.

The semen that had once shot out like a water cannon now trickled out gently, like an ordinary faucet left running. Even a stamina monster like me had his limits. At the peak of my climax, an unprecedented wave of pleasure crashed over me, accompanied by an equally profound exhaustion.

The overwhelming fatigue caused my vision to go completely black for a moment. After several blinks, my sight returned. But my condition was still relatively mild.

Cha Sieun had long since lost her mind to the pleasure, reduced to a complete idiot. Even in that broken state, she was utterly helpless against the overwhelming ecstasy that kept flooding in. Unable to maintain her sanity amid the hellish pleasure, she had passed out cold.

“…”

“Haaaa…”

-Sliiiiiide. Pop.

I let out a long sigh and pulled my cock out of her pussy. It wasn’t an easy task. Even while unconscious, her body had clamped down on me like a vice. When I tried to withdraw, her inner walls gripped so tightly I worried they might tear. I slowly eased myself back at first, trying not to hurt her, but eventually gave up and yanked it out with a powerful thrust.

A sharp pop echoed, like uncorking a bottle with a bottle opener.

“Too bad. I won’t have time to wash you off today.”

I glanced at the clock. It was almost time to pick up Yeonju. And since I planned to buy her a gift before meeting her, I didn’t have time to clean Cha Sieun’s body. I left her exactly as she was and headed to the bathroom alone, scrubbing every inch of myself clean.

Especially my cock. It had been buried inside her pussy for so long that it was drenched in the thick scent of a female in heat. I lathered a towel with plenty of body wash and scrubbed it vigorously. I was about to let cute little Yeonju suck on it soon—I couldn’t have another woman’s smell lingering on it.

After washing and drying myself, I grabbed my clothes and was about to leave when I paused. I had almost walked out without removing her restraints.

-Riiiiip.

“There. All done.”

I freed Cha Sieun from her bondage gear, left the room, took the elevator down to the underground parking garage. While waiting for it to arrive, I sent her a text. No matter how irresponsibly I had fucked and run, I figured I should at least offer some kind of excuse. Even for a sex friend, basic manners still applied.

As I reread the message I’d sent, I couldn’t help but grin. There wasn’t a single word about choking her until she passed out, tying her up, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠or fucking her from behind. The only apology I offered was that I couldn’t wash her body. If there was a bigger piece of trash in the world, I hadn’t met him yet.

But no matter how much of an asshole I acted, Cha Sieun would never run away from me. In fact, it was precisely because I acted this way that she couldn’t leave. She might stay mad and ignore me for a while, but eventually she would come crawling back.

She’ll realize it then. Just how good of a man I am. Who the only person is that can truly ruin her.

I could have treated Cha Sieun kindly anytime I wanted. I could have whispered that I loved her and fucked her gently. But if I did that, she would either leave me or devour me whole. That was the kind of woman she was.

The man who could tame her wasn’t a nice guy. Falling into depravity together would bore her to tears. What Cha Sieun truly wanted was a man who lurked in a deeper abyss than she did—one who would grab her ankle as she wandered lost and drag her straight down to the bottom of hell.

Her own tastes had proven that fact.

Wanting to dominate someone and wanting to be dominated are separated by a paper-thin line.

Hurting and controlling others was no different from abusing oneself. People trampled on others because they were so precious to themselves ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠that they couldn’t bear it otherwise. But excessive affection bordered on fear. Deep in the heart of someone who possessed something too precious, a paradoxical desire to lose it would quietly accumulate.

It was so precious that losing it felt impossible—therefore, the contradictory urge to lose it grew stronger. Those who suffered from that contradiction and eventually let go of themselves in fear became masochists. Those who were even more terrified and couldn’t let go became sadists.

Cha Sieun was clearly the latter. And that was exactly why I was so obsessed with ruining her. If she was afraid of breaking on her own, all I had to do was help her break. Like a safety officer gently pushing the hesitant person standing at the edge of a bungee platform, I was shoving Cha Sieun forward.

So she could free-fall toward the abyss that was me.

So she would crave and desire me more than she desired herself.

And so, in the end, I could feed on her sweet, sticky longing that was aimed solely at me, using it as nourishment to endure my own contradictions just a little longer.

Ding—.

The elevator reached the parking garage. I hopped into the Lamborghini and sped straight toward the department store. Driving with the top down felt incredibly refreshing. The rushing wind seemed to wash away every cell of my body that had grown sticky and dark from the hardcore sex with Cha Sieun.

Screeech—.

I arrived at the parking lot of the ‘Gloria’ department store in Apgujeong and parked the car. It was the most famous luxury department store in the country, home to every major global brand. Even someone like me, who knew nothing about luxury goods, had heard of it.

I headed straight for the luxury section, specifically the women’s clothing floor. I casually acknowledged the bowing employees who greeted me as I passed and lightly scanned the entire floor before stepping into the ‘Chanel’ boutique.

I didn’t have any particular item in mind, but out of all the stores I’d glanced at, Chanel was the most famous. I even knew the name of the founder—Coco Chanel—so it was safe to call it the most famous luxury brand in the world.

There’s always a reason why something becomes famous.

The moment my foot crossed the threshold into the store, employees dressed in perfectly tailored, sophisticated black suits that even a fashion idiot like me could tell were elegant greeted me with polite bows. I returned their greetings half-heartedly and pretended to browse while naturally making my way toward the prettiest female employee in the store.

I had a question to ask.

When asking for help, always go to the prettiest employee!

To be honest, it wouldn’t have mattered who I asked, but if I was going to ask someone, it might as well be a beautiful woman. I knew it wasn’t very progressive by today’s standards, but I didn’t care. This was simply an innate instinct that any man possessed, transcending time and space.

And women are the same, anyway. Whatever.

When I approached, the lovely employee with her hair neatly pinned up in an elegant updo gave me a bright smile. It was a professional smile, but it wasn’t purely businesslike. The warm gaze that never left me for a second and the subtly lifted corners of her mouth made it crystal clear that she was attracted to me.

See? See? People are all the same.

If I hadn’t been handsome, she never would have looked at me like that. I could say that with absolute certainty as someone who had been ugly in the past. Just as I had been drawn to her beauty as if spellbound, she was simply smiling at my handsome face with sparkling eyes.

Feeling attraction based on appearance and making a move on the opposite sex you liked—it was the same for all humans, regardless of gender.

“Are you looking for anything in particular, sir~?”

The female employee’s voice as she spoke to me was impossibly sweet. I answered her in a polite tone.

“Ah, do you happen to have any chokers in the store? I want to buy one as a gift for ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠my girlfriend.”

“…Yes~ Please follow me and I’ll show you our choker selection.”

At the word ‘girlfriend,’ her expression twitched ever so slightly. It was so subtle I might have imagined it, but the way her voice dropped half a tone confirmed it. We had only just met, yet hearing that I had a girlfriend seemed to have soured her mood a little.

Kinda cute, isn’t she?

I followed behind the employee, staring at the back of her neck. Her hair was styled in an updo like a flight attendant’s, revealing a clean, elegant neckline. It was quite long and slender—very pleasant to look at. Compared to Yeonju’s artistically beautiful, deer-like neck, it was a bit lacking, but it was still a neck I wouldn’t mind sucking on once or twice.

“Here we are. Would you like to take a look?”

“Thank you.”

I stopped walking and glanced around. Gorgeous accessories were displayed in stylish arrangements worthy of a fashion magazine. Among them were several chokers. I immediately picked up a plain black one that caught my eye. It had no decorations except for a single small, round black gem the size of a pea. It looked like an expensive dog collar from a prestigious Western family—perfect for Yeonju.

“Hmm…”

I had intended to buy a choker no matter what, but I pretended to hesitate for a moment and glanced at the female employee. She smiled softly and tilted her head.

“I’m sorry, but… could you try this on for me just once?”

“…Pardon? You want me to wear it around my neck?”

“I want to see how it looks on an actual person… And I’ve never put anything like this on my girlfriend before, so I’d like to try it on someone first before giving it as a gift… Is that okay?”

“Ah… No, it’s not that it’s not allowed…”

At my shameless request, her cheeks flushed bright red. She glanced around nervously, worried about her coworkers’ eyes. Then she gave me a small nod.

“Yes. That’s fine.”

“Really? Thank you so much.”

“It’s nothing. Sir, shall we try it in front of the mirror?”

“Yes, I’d appreciate that.”

She walked over to a full-length mirror nearby and stood with her back to it. I approached her from the front, holding the choker.

Click—.

I unfastened the chain on the choker and placed it against her neck. Then I reached behind her neck and wrapped it around her.

She’s so tense… It’s turning me on so much…

We were standing so close that I could reach out and put the choker on her. Her cheeks were visibly flushed even from a distance, and her gaze was extremely unsteady. It was obvious she was nervous, and it was adorable. I felt like teasing her.

I activated the Hand of God and infused a faint trace of sexual energy into my hand. Then, pretending to fasten the choker, I lightly brushed my fingers against the back of her neck again and again.

“Eep…!”

“Does it hurt? Am I doing it wrong?”

“N-no… It’s fine…”

She said it was fine, but the more my hand touched her neck, the deeper her blush became. I made a frustrated face as if the chain wasn’t catching properly and continued to move my fingers seductively, pouring sexual energy into the back of her neck.

“Ah… This just won’t catch…”

“…!!”

Pretending to look at the full-length mirror behind her, I pressed my body even closer. The moment the distance between us shrank to the point where there was almost no gap at all, I felt her body stiffen and her breathing stop.

Click—.

If I dragged out this electrifying moment too long, it would lose its spark. To preserve its fleeting beauty, I quickly fastened the choker properly while looking in the mirror and stepped back.

The moment my body moved away, a hot, disappointed sigh filled with longing escaped her lips.

“Ah…”

“Mm. It looks pretty.”

“…”

I stared straight at her and spoke as if giving a product review. She immediately lowered her head, pressed her thighs tightly together as if something itched, and began rubbing them together so vigorously that the sound of fabric rustling under her uniform skirt was audible. It was the classic posture of a female in heat.

She’s properly turned on. Too bad I don’t have time to take care of her.

I needed to leave soon if I was going to pick up Yeonju at Incheon Airport. From the moment I offered to put the choker on her, I had only wanted that thrilling sensation. I had never intended to do anything more with this store employee ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠right here.

I felt a little sorry for the female employee who was rubbing her thighs together because her pussy was aching, but I was a busy man.

“I like it. I’ll take this one.”

“…”

“Um… Are you okay?”

I stepped closer to her. I wasn’t actually worried if she was in pain—I just wanted to tease her one last time before I left. But suddenly, she grabbed my wrist.

Grab—.

…Huh?

Her grip was so strong I wondered if a woman’s hand could really exert this much force. A powerful pressure radiated from my captured wrist.

Clack—.

She flung open the full-length mirror she had used earlier when trying on the choker, shoved my body inside as if snatching me, followed me in, and slammed the mirror shut with a loud thud. I was completely stunned. Everything had happened in the blink of an eye.