69. Gold Lion TV - Justice Implementation: The Internet Broadcasting World's Eel, BJ Eokgang (Jang Ji-un)

Jang Cheong-ah could be summed up in one line as a popular, thriving college influencer. She always wanted to stand out in people's eyes and basked in their admiring gazes. She had no desire to be some common roadside weed or loser—she aimed to be a lifelong winner, shining above everyone else.

For a woman to achieve that, two essential ingredients were needed: beauty and money. She'd been blessed with beauty by the heavens, so money was the issue. But fortune smiled on her finances too. Her brother, eight years her senior, had already achieved social success by the time she was in high school. He'd started broadcasting and climbed to top BJ status, easily gaining fame and cash. Sure, it drew a lot of older guys and controversy, but as long as the money rolled in, who cared?

Now she just had to nibble away at that fortune like a mouse. Rumors swirled underground that her brother exploited newbie BJs, and she'd brushed past and witnessed it a few times, but it didn't matter. It wasn't happening to her. If anything, Jang Cheong-ah thought it was inevitable and natural for victims to appear. In the ecosystem of life, sometimes you eat, sometimes you're eaten. It was the law of the jungle, unavoidable.

"Ah... this is fucking boring."

She muttered in the lecture hall. Break time had just started, with two more hours of class left, and time crawled. She'd given up on grades ages ago. Her friend next to her was diligently reviewing during the break, but academics held zero interest for her. She just needed something to kill this dull time.

Right on cue, a skinny, long-haired glasses-wearing female student entered the lecture hall. Jang Cheong-ah didn't know her name or anything, but she knew her type well. The ultimate nerd who sat front-row every day, nose in a book, no friends. Somehow she'd made it to college without a single buddy, occasionally glancing at her phone and shrinking into herself. Gloomy vibe, doing who-knows-what shady shit, ugly enough to get zero attention.

Jang Cheong-ah smirked, grabbing a rubber band from her desk and snapping it at the corner of the open textbook. She pulled back and fired it at the girl's ponytail.

Thwack! Thwack!

The girl ignored it at first, then glanced back nervously before facing forward again.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

"Ah, that cockroach is so huge, it won't die from this much, huh."

"Hey, cut it out."

"I'm just exterminating a bug. Won't she just tough it out and cry in the bathroom later? Pfft."

As Jang Cheong-ah indulged in her sadistic hobby, her friend tried to stop her. But it was just a few words—nothing more. Her friend wasn't some justice crusader either. Deep down, Jang Cheong-ah blamed her for folding without resistance, always so submissive.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

"Oh?"

No fun reaction, so out of spite, she kept harassing the girl. Pretending not to notice was amusing, but she needed a climax. Spotting a cute pencil case next to her, modeled after a puppy.

"Hey, lend me that for a sec."

"Huh?"

Whack! Bullseye. The pencil case spun like a trophy and nailed her ponytail. The girl rubbed her head, pretending it was nothing, then collapsed forward, sobbing.

"Hey, she's crying! Look, real tears! Hahahaha!"

"......"

In the lecture hall dominated by this awkward sobbing, only Jang Cheong-ah laughed wickedly. Stress melted away. She'd been pissed at her nagging dad at home, and this vented it perfectly.

The elderly professor entered right then, spotting the girl slumped in front.

"Wh-what happened here?"

"Beats me♡"

In the silent hall, Jang Cheong-ah beamed innocently.

"......Alright, let's start class."

The old male prof was just another bystander. He knew damn well ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠who did it but looked away from the truth. On campus, she was invincible. The thrill of people bowing to her influence was addictive.

"So, this means a society where we coexist is vital, emphasizing individual effort and participation..."

Boring lecture ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠resumed, and she yawned constantly, ignoring it to scroll her phone. Luckily, she'd found a tasty carrot lately to kill the boredom. A big, delicious one.

Weekend couldn't come soon enough.

"Oppa... this position is embarrassing..."

"I shook you up a lot from below, so take it as service. Work hard and I'll pound you till you squeal again, so give it your all."

"Hng...! Ah! Yes, I'll try...♥"

Awkward cowgirl, she settles clumsily on my dick. To earn the male's approval, she rocks her hips herself. Jang Cheong-ah's bed was mine now. This was Jang Ji-un's house—I'd been invited as a guest and was fucking the homeowner's little sister. Hands clasped behind her head, I watched the bizarre sight of her servicing her own pussy.

"Oppa♥ But... hng♥ are you hiding your identity from me too?"

I wasn't broadcasting, but wore the lion mask for secrecy.

"Sorry, it's the mystique."

"Can't you take it off if I ask nicely?"

"Hmm? If Cheong-ah sucks me off real good, maybe."

"I'll do my best♥"

Her thick labia eagerly engulfs my dick with enthusiasm. Swallowing the monster cock, she clings tight, not wanting to lose it, rocking back and forth. Her pubic bone juts with each shake. Squelch squelch slurp squelch♥

"Heeek...! Your dick's size is insane...♥"

Awkward at first, but thanks to Female Corruption Lv.4, she gets into it, shaking wildly on her own. Hands on my chest, in heat, she grinds her hips. Heart-eyes, desperate for love. I stroke her thick thighs, keeping the chat going.

"Anyway, things gotten worse with your bro?"

Cheong-ah pouts at my question.

"Mmm... not here, not now."

"Just feel bad. Sorry if I'm wrecking your sibling bond."

"We were never... hng♥ super close anyway."

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"Even living together?"

"Nags more and more, meddles in everything... haang♥ just like living with Dad. People even ask if he's my dad or uncle when we're out..."

"What, bro's embarrassed?"

"Grateful for the support, but when he shows at friend hangs, he looks like an old dude..."

That babyface wouldn't help. Casually groping her pretty milk jugs.

"Can't help it when Cheong-ah's so youthful and cute."

"Aing...♥ Oppaang♥"

Praise hits, she mewls happily. Bouncing her pussy and plump ass, acting cute. One compliment, and her insides gush wetter. She was hooked on me. Satisfied from our first broadcast fuck, then I let her ride in my luxury foreign whip—she fell hard. Thinks I'm loaded and famous since the stream's blowing up. Money's tight actually, car was rented, but delusions are free.

Anyway, she grinds tirelessly for me. Eyes my abs hungrily, licking her lips.

"Oppa, let's date for real. Yeah?"

"That again?"

"You just said I'm pretty? No need for official couple pics, just hang in college town daily, yeah? Date me and taste Cheong-ah every day♥ We can move out and live together if you want...♥"

Writing her own fanfic. Sorry, but I know she's after my wallet, fame, and dick. Few meets showed her materialism and extravagance. Bullies cafe staff and strangers. Bossy, loves picking on easy girls, struts around. Freaked me out a few public meets. Inside, she's her bro with tits—a genderbent lucky Jang Ji-un.

......Makes me wanna puke thinking that.

"Sorry, got someone else."

Rejection brings duck lips.

"Doesn't matter~ Cheong-ah's prettier anyway, and good luck finding another like me if you pass."

"But you haven't even seen my face?"

"Face doesn't matter♥ You're tall... great in bed...♥"

Grinding side to side, begging while sucking my dick. Presses plump lips for a kiss, aegyo. I grin under the mask.

"Then if Cheong-ah grinds that slutty pussy real nasty and milks my cum, I'll think about it."

"♥"

Squelch squelch grind squelch♥ Words barely out, she ramps up, pussy clamping hard. Female in heat dances for prime male. But her amateur moves don't get me off. Instead, I flip tall Cheong-ah down and start pounding.

Slap slap slap slap slap slap slap♥

"Ohhooooooh!"

Thighs tense, powerful thrusts repeat. Can't take the pleasure, she clutches the pillow, moans nonstop. Flat mating press, frog-style from behind on her prone form.

"Heeiiiiiiik! Oppa, oppaaa♥ Cheong-ah's head's spinning~"

"You love that. Cum whenever, squirt your pussy juice like a faucet."

"I've been cumming non-stop ooooh♥ You're too good, gonna pass out...♥"

"Even if you faint, I'll keep eating this pussy, so brace yourself. Heave-ho!"

"Ooh, ooooooooh♥♥ Eat me! Devour Cheong-ah's pussy deliciously ooooh!"

Splorch splorch splorch splorch!!!

Answer with dick.

"Haaaaang♥ Cummingggg♥ Cumming on Lion Oppa againnnn!"

Final sprint, she drools like a dog, orgasms. Hips vibrate, pussy squirts like piss, soaking the bed. Squeak squeak squeak squeak♥ No stopping. I savor till I bust proper, then pull out. Five loads this round.

"Whew."

Tie off used condom, slap on her thigh, tap her shoulder.

"Hey, you actually pass out?"

"Uhhe...♥"

Dazed expression, no response. Drained, shallow breaths in prone flop. Worth making her try cowgirl. Click! Pile used rubbers on thigh, snap proof pic. For heating up the target later.

"Alright, time for real spy work."

Goal: infiltrate, dig Jang Ji-un's secrets. Neutralize Jang Cheong-ah first. Dress, prowl the house. Unnecessarily huge, but key item easy find. Master bedroom—his?—had a laptop. No dust, recently used, charger trailing from under bed, poorly hidden. Booted with password—suspicious. Hacking Tool cracks it, dive in.

Touchpad opens folders—goosebumps.

"......Fuck me."

Jackpot. Beyond imagination trash.

"Oppa, where you—kyaaak!"

"Outta the way!"

Bails mid-broadcast. Cancels stream like before, taxis home.

"Cheong-ah!"

Charges upstairs yelling her name. Opens her bedroom door from pic...

Just as left. Sis naked post-fuck, two condoms on thigh. Others scattered on bed from her stirring.

"That psycho fuck! I'll kill him!"

Rage peaks, tears house apart—no sign. Saw what he wanted, snapped pics, ghosted. Alone with passed-out Jang Cheong-ah.

"Fuck... Cheong-ah..."

Shoulders shake with fury at failing to protect her. Covers her sullied body with blanket.

"......"

But staring... man thoughts stir. No, long-suppressed feelings Jang Ji-un buried deep. Gold Lion unearthed them.

Perky ass, long legs. Smooth back, slender arms. Prone but stunning body. The grown woman he craved, right here.

Gulp.

"Cheong-ah... sleeping like that hurts your back..."

Flips her gently. Flesh explosion hits. Legs splayed defenseless, pink tits out...

"Tits... must be cold."

Jang Ji-un mindlessly—boldly—cups and kneads her breast. Savors the soft pudding handful. Dreamed of this living together. Taboo fat grabs in both hands, shakes—greed surges. Sibling sin unthinkable.

"Here... dirtied by that fucker? Bro'll clean you."

Grabs tissues from desk, wipes her privates. "Cleaning" while groping nonstop. Like forbidden fruit, ditches tissue for skin-on-skin.

"Mmm..."

She stirs, but can't stop.

"Cheong-ah, you like bro's touch too, right? Better than that fucker?"

Too far to hold back. Sucks her tit like a baby, hand down below.

"......Oppa...♥"

Freezes. Doubts ears, dream or reality? Never thought sis reciprocated.

Euphoric, sucks harder.

"Suck suck! Yeah, bro for Cheong-ah! The oppa you love!"

Endorphin rush leaks.

"Mng... yeah. Lion Oppa...♥"

!? Twist—she meant another "oppa." Gold Lion name tanks mood, but worse: eyes open. Blood-bro saw her awake while sucking tit.

Assumed Gold Lion, but no.

"Kyaaaaaaaak!?"

Pupils dilate. Shoves bro, sits up.

"Why the fuck are you here... no, what the hell, you psycho rapist shit!?"

Unbelievable. Raises voice at bro attempting incest while asleep.

"Ch-Cheong-ah, this is... misunderstanding, mis-understanding!"

"What misunderstanding...? You crazy pervert psycho rapist! Get out! Now!"

Covers body, spits curses. But Jang Ji-un can't leave before clearing—it's not misunderstanding, but must pretend.

Jang Cheong-ah backs to wall, terrified sharing space with beast, slides off bed grabbing clothes.

"Ch-Cheong-ah, listen. I came cuz weird pic—"

"Don't move! Touch me and I call cops..."

"C-Calm down. Bad guy's not me, it's that masked clown!"

"Told you not to approach?! Follow and I call parents too..."

"Hey, hear me out!"

As she grabs clothes to flee, Jang Ji-un grabs wrist. She's taller, but he's lost it. Instinct: lose sis, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠life over. Sweaty grip unbreakable.

"Let go! Rapist shit!"

"Sh-Shut it?! Told you it's not!"

"Help! Rapist's attacking! Somebody help!"

"Jang Cheong-ah! Shut up!"

"Pig's attacking me, please!"

"You bitch!"

"Eek!?"

"Whoa~ real psycho."

Slap blocked. Gold Lion entered.

"O-Oppa!"

Jang Cheong-ah sobs at Lion arrival. Hides behind him using bro as shield despite him there. Trembles against solid back. Dream reunion.

Jang Ji-un veins bulge facing mask.

"Y-You fuck, perfect timing! Where ya hiding, rat!"

"Me? Went buy drinks, Cheong-ah looked beat. No bag?"

Shakes white plastic bag in other hand.

"More like recap your shit first. Cops territory, no?"

"Wh-What'd I do?!"

"Attacked sis. Victim and witness here, deny?"

"Bull! Came exterminate perv bug in your house! See, you sent me pics—......Huh?"

Taps shattered phone screen. Message gone. Like never existed.

"Wha? It was there! Fuck?! You sent it!"

"Tch, losing your mind... Cheong-ah, dangerous, dress and go. Cops coming from screams."

"Y-Yes, oppa...!"

"!? Why cops!"

Thud! Swings free fist—gets bagged. Drinks inside, heavy hit.

"Hey, can't even punch, why bother."

Stunned post-hit, never saw coming.

BJ Eokgang's tough image just broadcast code. No workout, booze and play—weak fists. Big bro facade, empty cart.

"......"

Beat calms him. Pain reminds, fight will breaks. Just glares pathetically floored.

"Attempted rape, attacked stranger. Witnesses galore. Cops come, whatcha say?"

"Wh-What'd I do?! Proof?!"

"......Shameless fuck."

Ignores Cheong-ah's backup.

"Fine? Even without, seems issue blew. Dodge well."

"......What?"

"News soon. C'mon Cheong-ah."

Lion exits. Dressed Cheong-ah eyes fallen bro like bug. Cohabiting bro now insect.

"......"

"......"

"Cheong-ah... I lost it for a sec—"

Ignores, turns heel. No longer bro—attempted rapist who struck. All affection gone. Wants follow but legs won't.

Sis repair second to survival now.

...Cops called? Master bedroom laptop first thought. Real cops, arrest—ties to this, huge problem.

"Shit!"

Wobbles up. Downstairs, phone rings. Urgent, ignores—rings again, again.

"What!"

Yells at manager caller.

"What trouble!"

Yells, tucks master laptop under arm. Smash drive or hide deep.

"What ya mean?"

"What then!"

'What the fuck?!'

Vague talk amps anxiety. Gold Lion mentioned issue. Trembling hands open internet broadcast community.

Top recommended: pinned huge.

Click—never-see-public pics/videos attached.

Sis Jang Cheong-ah related pics/videos. All from Jang Ji-un's laptop hoard. Secret 2-year lust collection, pure data. Spoiled her whims from love. Too much love. Saw her as woman. Unattainable, so this outlet.

Scroll—comments.

727 comments instant. Spread everywhere. Broadcast crises before, but this social burial. Coffin nailed, en route crematorium. No coping.

'That fucker? Only him...? When tho...?'

Reality? Drops laptop, stares shattered screen blankly. Evidence hidden? Nah, blasted public. Wee-oo wee-oo! Real cop sirens outside.

Not smooth, but BJ Eokgang hauled by cops on sex assault charges repeatedly. Net spread, sis reported instant—no escape. I dodged arrows clean. Hacking Tool trace-free upload, pinned hours. Wiped all—his phone/laptop, zero ties.

Broadcast suspended. Issue blew, indefinite ban hours later—no login. Jail, dodge lucky struck from registry? Incident kills comeback.

Jang Cheong-ah took uni leave. Self-reported bro blew up, my uploads fame'd her. Faces blurred, spread blocked—but buzz everywhere. Blamed bad bro pick, unwilling star, can't show face campus. Trauma'd.

"All his fault... why me punished? Who uploaded that shit..."

Called, visited—house wreck. Takeout/cup ramen trash overflow. Unwashed stench. Close lion mask jaw block smell.

"Well, rapist's caught."

"Disgusting... lived with that scum..."

Claws arms bloody scratching.

"Yeah..."

"You saw what he did, right?"

"Yup yup."

Nonchalant, then, "Got appointment, busy? Heading out. Tough but tough it."

"O-Oppa?! Where! Don't go!"

Bolts up bed, clings.

"Sorry, real busy? Let go?"

"Can't...! You leave too, I'll go insane. Stay, touch/suck whatever...!"

"Cheong-ah, we're not that close?"

"Fucked three times? Listened lots! Put me on broadcast? Take responsibility!"

That desperate? Absurd, but calm her shaking shoulders.

"You agreed? Paid proper, treated well?"

"Don't care! That fuck made uni friends point/finger, even that nerd ignores me now...! Only you left!"

"Can't fix that. Bye."

"Oppa? Oppa!!!"

Ignores cries, leaves. Jang Ji-un ruined. Cherished sis broken. Sucked dry, discarded like his victims.