Who Gave You Permission to Do This to My Fucktoy?
“Not going into the office today?”
“Huh? Yeah, oppa.”
The air turned awkward, so I broke the silence.
Nabi and Do-yeon must have sensed the mood too—they zipped their mouths shut tight.
“Where’s your place?”
Nabi tried to lighten things up with that.
“Mokseong-gu Public Health Center?”
Not exact, but I threw out a spot a little ways off just in case she knew Dambi’s place and started catching on.
Hell, you could walk it from there in ten minutes flat.
“Hey, that’s the complete opposite direction.”
“Is it?”
From where we’d been drinking, a taxi would cover it on the base fare alone.
“Oppa, are you okay with that?”
“Yeah, I’ll drop her off and catch a bus.”
“I’m sorry, oppa.”
Pureum dipped her head in a genuine apology.
This wasn’t what I’d been going for.
“I’m kidding… Just hop a taxi and you’ll be there in no time.”
“You go on your own.”
Even though Nabi hadn’t asked to be taken home, I finished her off with that confirmation.
“Okay, noona… Do-yeon noona, where do you live?”
“Huh…? Why…?”
Here we fucking go again with this bitch.
“Whatever. If you don’t want to say, don’t.”
Nabi gripped the wheel and shot Do-yeon a look.
Keep that up and we’re gonna crash, you fucking bitch.
Once the conversation finally got going, we traded a few pointless lines of bullshit on the way to the North Terminal.
“Drop me here?”
“Yeah, thanks… unnie.”
“Don’t do anything stupid—go straight home.”
Nabi fixed her with a straight stare as she said it.
“It’s broad daylight. What stupid shit am I gonna pull… I’m going home to sleep.”
“See you tonight…”
“Yeah, you too, noona.”
Do-yeon smacked her lips and tossed out the goodbye.
Pureum and I climbed out of the back seat and shut the door. Through the window I could see Nabi already laying into Do-yeon.
I waited until they were gone.
“Shall we? Which way?”
Once Nabi’s car had completely disappeared, it was just me and Pureum left. I threw the question out.
“This way, oppa.”
“Okay.”
We walked side by side.
Nothing particular came to mind to say.
Was this a covered road or something?
Plenty of benches…
Trees and flowers and other pointless plants were planted all over—looked like a decent date spot for some pussy.
Gotta bring the joj-jib here later.
“Wanna sit for a bit?”
“Huh? Sure.”
We climbed the steps and parked our asses side by side on a bench.
I stuck a cigarette between my lips and lit it.
“Didn’t bring smokes?”
“No, oppa.”
“These are strong… Want one of these anyway?”
“Okay.”
I pulled out a single Hoos and stuck it in Pureum’s mouth.
Then I flicked the lighter and lit it for her.
Thought about using my own cigarette as a light for a second, then dropped the idea.
I took a deep drag and blew the smoke into the air.
“Sorry about earlier… I was out of line, running my mouth.”
“It’s fine, oppa…”
I’d apologized. Done what I needed to do.
“Um… oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you… for always looking out for me… I know you do it because you’re thinking of me.”
“Looking out for you, my ass… What power do I even have…”
The way I look out for someone is by fucking them.
Just like I’d turned Dambi into my joj-jib following Keun-hyeongnim’s order to take special care of her.
“I can work with peace of mind because you’re there… There are a lot of scary customers.”
Yeah… tattooed thugs, pathetic little shits, all kinds of cockroaches come through.
“You’re getting paid for the work. That much is the bare minimum… Watching you girls work, I could never do it.”
“Huh?”
“Ah, not that I’d do it myself… I mean… if I were a woman… it’d be rough as hell.”
Fucking bitch, I don’t have that kind of taste.
I’d just been thinking, watching them take money for sucking dick, that if I’d been born with a pussy I might’ve ended up sucking dick for a living too.
“So… how did you end up working here, oppa?”
“Short on education… never learned much… was just doing PC bang part-time when I stumbled into this… and I was interested.”
Thought about lying, then just told the truth.
“Do you go to places like this too, oppa?”
“Sometimes?”
“I see…”
“Disappointed?”
“No, oppa.”
“Most people look at guys like me like bugs… Glad you’re not one of them.”
“I’m working here too, so…”
Pureum hung her head low.
“I don’t care.”
“Huh?”
“Don’t hang your head like that just because you work somewhere like this… Look at me… Head up straight.”
I lifted my chin high and looked around.
“Ah…”
“You’re the one grinding to put food on the table. Looking down while you do it just feels wrong.”
“Okay…”
“I’m lecturing again… Sorry. Just… I keep wanting to talk.”
“It’s fine…”
“Isn’t the double job hard?”
“It is…”
Pureum dropped her head again.
“I can’t help with much else… but the hyungnims at the shop… me and Jeonghun… we all look out for you a lot. Remember that.”
“Okay…”
“If it gets too hard, do what you did earlier. Talk a little. Get mad a little. It’s fine.”
“Okay… thank you, oppa.”
“You really startled me earlier, asking me to walk you home right in front of all the girls… Heh.”
“Ah, I didn’t even think about that.”
Only then did Pureum seem to realize what she’d done—her face flushed a little.
Honestly, it was morning with the sun high, so it didn’t matter much.
“It’s fine. That’s why we rode Nabi noona’s car… Do whatever you want, even if it’s like that. It looks good on you.”
“Okay, oppa.”
Pureum lifted her head and met my eyes.
Somehow a ballad felt right.
“Shall we get up? You must be tired—go sleep.”
“Okay, oppa.”
I stood and we walked side by side again.
“Oppa.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you have a favorite food?”
“Food?”
“Yes.”
“Out of nowhere?”
“You said I should do what I want, oppa.”
Fucking bitch, was she offering to cook something?
Or buy it?
My actual favorite food is pussy, but…
“I’ll eat anything… If I had to pick, egg roll?”
I went with the easiest thing even a complete kitchen idiot could manage.
Whether she was buying or cooking, I picked the cheapest and simplest.
Fried eggs felt a little off.
“Anything else?”
“Hmm… jeyuk?”
When I ate at the shop, seventy percent of the time it was spicy pork, thirty percent mackerel.
“Okay, hehe.”
“You’re getting my hopes up.”
We turned into a winding alley, and a moment later Pureum stopped walking.
“We’re here, oppa.”
“Oh, this is it?”
“Yeah… It’s pretty run-down, right?”
A multi-family house that looked like it had been standing for fifty years.
“I lived somewhere just like this until not long ago. No big deal.”
Before I started cohabiting with my joj-jib, I’d definitely lived in a place that looked like someone had copy-pasted this exact house.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, but I ignored it.
Bound to be Dambi, and I needed to send this one off first.
“Alright, go on in.”
“Okay… See you tonight, oppa.”
Pureum stared straight into my eyes.
Suddenly the front gate behind her opened and a human pup appeared.
“Unnie, you’re late?”
The one who stepped out in a tracksuit was Pureum’s little sister from the ER—the one with the killer face.
“Ah.”
Pureum looked flustered, whipping her head left and right.
What the fuck is she doing all of a sudden.
“Hey, long time… Your sister, right?”
“Huh? Oppa.”
The killer-faced girl spotted me and her eyes went round with surprise.
She looked suspicious too.
“The boss and a few of us part-timers had a company dinner… I live closest so I walked her home.”
Pureum looked so rattled I read the room and threw up a shield for her.
Even I thought it was a perfect cover.
Pay me back with that pussy later, you fucking bitch.
“You live nearby, oppa?”
“Yeah, Oedang-dong.”
I fed her the place I used to live.
From Oedang-dong it was just a short hop to the North Terminal.
“Oh, oppa… Thanks for the meal today… You should go.”
Pureum waved frantically, hustling me to get the hell out.
“Yeah, go on in.”
“Why? Can’t I talk to oppa a little? Ah, seriously!”
Pureum dragged the killer-faced girl inside the gate and slammed it shut.
What a fucking pair of sisters.
I pulled out a cigarette, lit it quietly, and walked out to the main road.
I unlocked my phone and checked what the vibration had been.
What the hell is this?
A single photo sat in Dambi’s personal chat.
I tapped it full-screen. Dambi was in a doggy position with something jammed into both her ass and pussy, legs spread wide.
Both hands looked tied with some kind of rope.
On the bedsheet a circular wet patch stood out clear—looked like a flood of her juices, like she’d pissed herself.
That fucking bitch… Did the World Class Boji work her over?
It was the exact same massive bed from a few days ago when we’d fucked at Ji-yeon noona’s place on our day off.
That made the culprit crystal clear.
I flung the cigarette wherever and sprinted to the main road.
Then I flagged a taxi and headed for Doran Road.
I called Dambi.
My head was burning hot.
The ringtone sounded a few times before she picked up.
“Hey, what the hell happened?”
“……”
“Can’t you hear me? I asked what the fuck happened.”
“Hnnngh… haaang…”
Fuck, what the hell is going on.
The bitch must have lost it again.
“I’m on my way, just hang on a little, okay?”
“Idiot.”
Wait—that voice was Ji-yeon noona’s.
“Noona? What the hell? Why are you answering? Where’s my joj-jib?”
“You just heard her.”
“Did you send the photo? What did you do?”
“I told her to bring the idiot… She came alone, so I punished her a little.”
“What? You fucking bitch!”
The call cut off one-sided.
That fucking bitch had definitely worked Dambi over.
I called Dambi again.
The ringtone sounded, but no one answered.
The taxi driver kept glancing at me in the mirror.
Fuck, this is bullshit.
“Could you go a little faster, please.”
“Yes, sir.”
It was a long haul—about twenty minutes before we reached Ji-yeon noona’s apartment.
I’d called several times on the way. The fucking bitch never picked up.
I headed for the main lobby entrance, but two young cock-wielding bastards blocked my path.
“How may we help you? You don’t appear to be a resident…”
“I’m here to see a noona I know.”
“We’re sorry, but non-residents are not permitted entry.”
“What?”
No, fuck… What kind of apartment is this.
And these weren’t even the same cock-wielding bastards from a few days ago.
The head bitch who lives on the 42nd floor is a noona I know, you fucking bastards.
Still, I couldn’t just turn around while my joj-jib was getting wrecked.
I paced and tried Dambi’s number again.
Just in case, I even dialed the bitch’s main phone.
Normally we used the second phone, but I was covering every base.
“You’re here for the 42nd floor, correct?”
I turned. It was the young pussy from the lobby counter—or desk—a few days back.
“Yeah.”
The young pussy dipped her head in a little greeting and gestured; the young cock-wielding bastards stepped aside.
I followed the bitch inside.
She stopped in front of the private elevator I’d ridden last time and made a call somewhere.
“Yes, he’s arrived.”
Had to be Ji-yeon noona.
A moment later the elevator doors opened and she waved me in.
I gave a small nod of thanks and stepped inside.
The doors closed. I hit 42 and the elevator started moving.
The fucking bitch must have given them a heads-up.
So… was this a trap?
Either way I had no choice but to face her head-on. With my joj-jib already wrecked, I was the last hope.
I gathered the energy scattered through my utility-pole cock and steeled myself to somehow overturn the power gap.
A moment later the elevator doors opened onto the entrance.
I kicked off my sneakers, walked the hallway, and stepped into the living room.
Where was the room we’d fucked in last time…
I looked around and spotted a door cracked open in the corner.
Fuck, bird-brain that I am, only now did the memory click.
I hurried over and stepped inside.
“Hnnngh…”
“Idiot, you’re early.”
“……”
The second I entered the room my head felt like it had been hit with a hammer—I went completely blank.
Ji-yeon noona was leaning back against a pillow like a cushion, looking at me.
Her legs were spread wide open, both hands gripping Dambi’s head and pressing it between her thighs.
Both of them were completely naked—not a scrap of panties.
Dambi’s ass and pussy glistened like they’d been dripping juices, and strange objects I’d never seen in my life were buried inside them.
“Noona, what the hell are you doing right now?”
“Can’t you tell by looking?”
The bitch twisted her body so I could see better, then roughly yanked Dambi’s head closer.
She toyed with something in her hand.
“Hyaaang! Haaang! Aaaang!”
A buzzing sound started up and the strange thing buried in Dambi’s pussy began to vibrate.
So that was one of those artificial cocks I’d only heard about.
“Mmm…”
Ji-yeon noona tilted her head back a little and let out a moan.
Dambi had her face buried between Ji-yeon noona’s legs, licking her pussy.
Both hands were tied behind her back.
Something exploded inside my skull like my head was splitting open.
That bitch had completely wrecked my joj-jib.
I stripped off my short-sleeve shirt, shorts, underwear, and socks.
My utility-pole cock was already rock-hard, pointing at the ceiling and dripping precum.
“Go wash up first.”
“Fuck off, you fucking bitch.”
“Huh…?”
I wrapped a hand around my utility-pole cock, stroking it as I slowly walked forward.
“Who the fuck gave you permission to do this to my joj-jib?”
“Permission…?”
“Yeah, you fucking bitch… This one’s my joj-jib… Who the hell said you could do this to her?”
“Hmph… She said she wanted it.”
Ji-yeon noona gently stroked Dambi’s head while moaning.
“You’re telling me she asked to have her hands tied and an artificial cock jammed in her? You fucking bitch, do I look like a sucker to you?”
“One more step and it’s over.”
I stopped and stared at the bitch and Dambi.
“Over how?”
“You already know.”
Fucking Dambi kept happily licking Ji-yeon noona’s pussy like nothing was happening.
From the side I could see she even had a blindfold on.
“What, you’re not gonna give me any pussy?”
“You got it.”
“Ha… Fuck, my pride’s taking a real hit today! You dog of a bitch!”
“Huh?”
I closed the distance in one step and stood right in front of her.
I saw her eyes flicker just a little.
I reached out, grabbed each of Ji-yeon noona’s lifted ass cheeks, and hoisted her up into a full lift in one motion.
I stared straight into her eyes.
“You fucking bitch, even if someone handed me a girl like you I wouldn’t eat her….”
“You’re about to eat me right now, aren’t you?”
“No. I’m gonna give you the exact same treatment you gave my joj-jib… Starting today, you’re my joj-jib… You fucking bitch! Got it?!”
“Pfft.”
“You fucking dog of a bitch!”
I squeezed the ass I was holding hard enough to crush it.
I shifted her hips around, lined up roughly with her pussy hole, and slammed my utility-pole cock straight through Ji-yeon noona’s cunt.