EP.104 Level 9 - Ung, Complete Empathy (18)
"Ah, Manager. You listening? I told you so many times to let me know when you were going after Chaerin-unnie..."
"I just told you now. It all happened so fast, I was kinda out of it too."
Sorry, Jeong-ah. Truth is, I was so hyped and excited about conquering Yoo Chaerin that I totally forgot you'd said that. But I'm telling you now and letting you watch along, so forgive me, yeah?
"Wow, though. Who knew Chaerin-unnie could get this cute. First time I've seen it."
"I didn't expect her reactions to be this fun either."
I could see it plain as day—her everyday pleasure sensitivity cranked up, pain turning to bliss, leaving her mind a dazed, giggling mess. Her voice, which would've been sharp and prickly before, now came out all wet and husky just from me talking to her.
"But seriously, what the hell did you do to make her face crumple like that every time she answers?"
"Throat sensitivity at 10x, set to make her cum lightly from her throat alone."
"So her throat quivers every time she talks, and that makes her cum?"
"Bingo."
This time around, training Yoo Chaerin didn't need much focus on other spots. I zeroed in on her throat, tormenting and conditioning it obsessively to turn it into her main erogenous zone. That's why I even locked her in a chastity belt to keep at it. Sure, her pussy and womb would ache for pleasure in the meantime, begging for my cock, but I'd let that build up. Instead, all that lust got resolved through her most sensitive mouth. Naturally, that made her mouth her pussy and her throat her womb. Hell, that's why I'd flipped her womb tattoo onto her throat in the first place—to show it off.
"Chaerin-unnie, drink up!"
"Eh? Uh, y-yeah. Thanks. Haa...♡"
Like Jeong-ah said earlier, the human throat vibrates intensely when you speak. That vibration hits at 10x sensitivity, slamming her throat with pleasure and slightly loosening her climax restraints. So every word she says edges her a little, turning every conversation into pure bliss whenever someone talks to her.
She's holding back on purpose, though...
Talking just for pleasure would feel like total defeat, so she's trying her hardest not to speak, to endure. But when someone else starts the chat, it gives her an excuse to feel good—and deep down, she's just waiting for it.
But the real killer's something else entirely...
"Think she'll actually drink it?"
"She's already shivering with joy every time she swallows. Now she's got the excuse that I gave it to her—bet she'll chug it."
Of course, throat orgasms in daily life aren't just from talking. After pounding her throat with my cock so much, the sensation of anything passing through it hits her like violent ecstasy. Jeong-ah knew that and brought the drink to exploit it.
"Huu... Khm!? H-Huuuuuum♡"
She came from sucking up the iced coffee through the straw, her waist quivering pitifully. Seeing that got Jeong-ah all excited, and she started teasing Yoo Chaerin with snacks too. I passed by, called the climaxing Yoo Chaerin a pervert while sipping my macaron and iced coffee.
"Ah, why'd you do that? Now unnie won't eat."
"Couldn't hold back, honestly."
Yoo Chaerin masturbating at work with food, all disheveled? And I'm supposed to hold back calling her a pervert? Might be time to rethink if that's asking too much of me.
"See? Can't even handle a little verbal abuse."
"Oh..."
She'd avoided snacks and drinks for a while, but as we focused on work and time passed, they started disappearing bit by bit. I'd catch her slipping into brief moments of happy bliss while sipping coffee. And when I'd grin at her doing it, she'd jolt, face flushing beet red—that was the best part.
Fucking adorable, you slut.
"Time to head out. Oh, Chaerin-ah. Jeong-ah says she wants to come over to your place as a guest today?"
"...Eh?"
"W-Would that be a problem? I've always wanted to see unnie's house."
"Well..."
Her glare at me was loaded with emotion. In the end, she told Jeong-ah it was fine. Probably bummed thinking Jeong-ah coming over meant no fun training from me. But that's just 'cause she doesn't know Jeong-ah that well...
Still, feeling bummed without getting naturally fucked by me? That's a very positive sign.
"Whoa, your place is nice."
"You're A-rank now too—get a loan, you could afford something like this. Not as cushy as hers, though..."
"What's the point of a big house all alone?"
"You gunning for me?"
"Nah, unnie's got tons of people to fill it. Not me—no one's coming over."
Then what does that make me, the guy who followed you home and fucked you senseless? Honestly, Jeong-ah's place was pretty decent too. But now that she's leveled up, maybe it's time for an upgrade—that's all I meant.
"Oh, you using the gift I gave you yesterday okay?"
"O-Of course."
Yoo Chaerin stripped naked in front of us, forming a heart with her tits. Jeong-ah struggled not to burst out laughing. I grinned at the sopping-wet chastity belt.
Damn, perfectly ripened.
"But unnie's tits are seriously pretty. Level 10 boobs? Mind if I touch?"
"G-Go ahead?"
Figuring girl-on-girl was fine, Yoo Chaerin let Jeong-ah at her chest. The second permission hit, Jeong-ah went wild groping—enough to freak Yoo Chaerin out. Recent masturbation practice probably made her hands terrifyingly skilled.
"Hauung!? W-Wait a sec. Jeong-ah? This feels too weird♡"
"Wow, body like a goddess. What now? Manager, I'm so jealous of Chaerin-unnie."
"Mine. Back off."
"Hauut♡"
She came from the verbal smackdown too. Jeong-ah returned to my side after wrecking Yoo Chaerin with just her tits, and I stripped while approaching naturally. Yoo Chaerin shot me a look like what the hell with Jeong-ah here?
"Ah, she knows everything—she's the crazy one who wants a front-row seat to her fave idol getting raped out of pure fandom."
"...Eh?"
I'd explained, but it still sounded absurd. Who the fuck shows up to their crush's house planning to masturbate to her rape? Turns out, someone did.
"Haa♡ Just thinking about Chaerin-unnie cumming from swallowing semen has me thrilled already♡"
"You're a hopeless perv too."
"Who made me this way?"
"Fair point, can't argue that."
Okay, maybe I felt a tiny bit wronged. I just opened the floodgates—you chose to go full throttle into perversion after. Still, original sin's on me, so I'll take it.
"Don't sweat it. One junior fan who said she liked you was eyeing you like that—big deal. You already came your brains out earlier at work from snacks and drinks in front of everyone. She's not that pervy."
"Th-That's!"
She rolled her eyes desperately for a comeback but hung her head, stumped. Why's everything she does so goddamn cute lately? Wanna bite her till she cums.
"This is what you want anyway, right? Isn't it?"
I pulled out my cock and tapped her cheek. Her face melted into lovesick adoration as she nodded. No more pretending to be embarrassed. After all the torment with this thing, denial wasn't an option anymore. Back on day one, I'd snatch it away and deny cum every time she spoke vaguely—that training stuck. Now she avoids any words that might block a load in her mouth.
"Before we start, greet cock-sir for your daily climax ration."
She eyed me like I was insane but bowed anyway, scared I'd throat-fuck her on the spot. Hot as hell. Then Yoo Chaerin went at my cock with way better skill than her first time, sucking like a desperate vacuum to milk every drop.
"Mm, same old routine's getting boring. Anything to spice it up...?"
Sensation-wise, solid blowjob. But now even a fully submitted Yoo Chaerin fellating me wasn't enough jerk-off fuel. I wanted her to sink lower...
"Hey, Chaerin-ah. Know what? If you drop wing stacks while sucking, each one boosts your pleasure."
"Hm? Mmph?"
I nodded at her questioning look. Total bullshit—no special power in her wings, never set any trait like that. But after stacking these lies so often, she bought it hook, line, and sinker, shedding wings one by one.
Slower on the uptake than I thought?
I figured she'd catch on quick and stop. But nope—maybe thinking too few drops meant no effect, she sped up discarding them. Believing any crap I say? Way hotter than expected.
Slurp! Sluuurp! Shluuup!
Her slutty, climax-prayer-fellatio echoed through the house, wings vanishing in sync. My cock's pleasure skyrocketed, ejaculation pressure poking insistently.
"Here it comes—the honest climax you've waited all day for! Cum!"
"Mmph!?"
I rammed deep enough to wreck her throat, unleashing intense ejaculation. First load hit; her womb tattoo on her throat glowed, granting her orgasm. I finished with a second shot in her mouth before pulling out.
"Ubebe♡ Beeeeh♡"
Obeying her common sense—hold cum in mouth, stick out tongue to show, and always heart-tits pose—she struggled up on shaky legs to comply.
"Now that's a sight."
All the light orgasms from the day piled up, crashing at once with this one—shattered eyes, cum-dripping tongue from her bowl-mouth, glowing womb tattoo on her throat like it was her real one now. A masterpiece unfolded before me.