Betrayer's Mother's Training (1)
I had no intention of making Cindy take it in her dirty asshole.
—Thud.
As the sensation of cumming built, I pulled my cock out of her asshole and immediately drove it back into her pussy. I wanted to finish with a vaginal climax.
—Slurp.
“Hiiik… Haaaaah…!”
Just as I’d thought. The moment I buried myself in her pussy, her moans instantly changed. From a whimper that sounded like she was barely holding back pain, it shifted to one dripping with pleasure.
—Thump-thump-thump—squish-squish—rip-rip.
“Haaaaang… Haa-haa…! Aaaah… Hweeeugh!”
“Look at this slut. Just a moment ago, she was moaning like she was suffering while getting it shoved in her asshole, and now she’s loving it even more. You like it when a cock is buried in your pussy, huh?”
“Hweeuung… I-I do.”
“If it’s a man’s cock, right? You’re just a whore.”
“Uung, I like it.”
Cindy’s face lit up with pure ecstasy as she felt the pleasure. The expression that had been tense with pain a moment earlier flipped instantly to one of unbridled joy. Her pussy started squeezing my cock tightly. The lewd sight was too much. I could no longer hold back, and the urge to cum surged through me.
—Vrrrrr—vr-r-r-r.
“Hweep!”
“Haaang… I-I came. I came inside Cindy’s pussy. Haaaaang!”
Cindy was still gripping the bed, her hips bucking as she panted desperately.
“Hweeeup! I’m killing that pussy.”
—Thud.
—Gurgle-gurgle—slosh—drip—drop.
When I pulled out, thick white cum gushed from Cindy’s gaping pussy and poured down. The cum that had been sliding down her black stockings trickled to the floor in single drops.
Feeding on Cindy’s pussy… and her virgin asshole too. This feels fucking amazing.
This was revenge sex, but I couldn’t help enjoying the raw biological pleasure. I wanted to brag somewhere that I’d taken an idol’s virgin asshole.
“Haa-haa… Haaah!”
—Thud.
Cindy collapsed onto the sofa, cum still leaking from her pussy. This marked the end of Cindy’s first training session. Today it would be first vaginal sex and anal sex.
“When I call you, come running immediately.”
“Haa-haa, b-but that’s… it’s not up to my own schedule. I can’t adjust my schedule on my own.”
“What schedule could two performers who can’t even work shows possibly have? You’re just resting because you can’t perform right now. I know you’re not scheduled for a while either. And since I’ll be calling you during your rest time, don’t worry about it. I’m not going to call you during a performance.”
“T-then that’s good.”
Cindy was still panting while gripping the bed, cum dripping from her. A woman who gets pleasure even while being forced to do something. Cindy really did have the soul of a whore.
“Shitting, shitting in the toilet, gripping the bed, and panting like that… You’re going to be my personal toilet from now on. I’ll train you properly.”
“Hic-hic, I’m not a toilet.”
“You’re talking nonsense. You’re a whore who’s already been a toilet for many men.”
“……”
The moment I put the final nail in the coffin, Cindy’s mouth snapped shut.
After cleaning up in the bathroom and moving back toward the sofa, I asked my burning question.
“Why did you do sponsorship?”
“The representative suggested it.”
“What did Yoo Seok-yeon say?”
“He said that if you do sponsorship, there will be more broadcasting opportunities, and if you gain popularity, you’ll earn even more money.”
“So you just followed that?”
These women are pretty on the outside but completely brainless on the inside.
“It’s a reasonable story, right? The department head who ate me wouldn’t be able to ignore it. And he even said he’d raise the settlement ratio a bit.”
“So you did it because of money?”
“W-well, yes.”
“You didn’t know about the leaked video?”
“Uung, I didn’t know.”
“You didn’t know who recorded the video?”
“I didn’t.”
“You know Park Dong-hoon, right?”
“Yes, the representative’s nephew. Why, Dong-hoon oppa?”
She calls him oppa?
“You met Dong-hoon often?”
“No, I just saw him occasionally at the office.”
“Really?”
Cindy didn’t seem to have any particular relationship with Park Dong-hoon. She answered with a somewhat indifferent expression.
So the guy who secretly installed the spy cam must be Dong-hoon. But whose orders was it really? Was it Yoo Seok-yeon? Or someone else? Or did Dong-hoon do it alone? Either way, there’s one question left: why?
Ultimately, I wouldn’t know why Dong-hoon had the leaked video until I asked him directly.
“Which member of Curie Girls did sponsorship with?”
“Who? I’m the only one.”
“You don’t know if Cara or Sulli did it?”
“How would I know?”
Cindy had no idea that Cara had done sponsorship.
They kept it secret from each other.
Several members of Curie Girls had done sponsorship with the same person. The most prominent being CP Han Seong-ho of CKN Media. In other words, Director Han Seong-ho had received sponsorship from both Cindy and Cara at the same time, but they never knew each other had been targeted. That meant he had pre-agreed with Yoo Seok-yeon.
Sulli definitely didn’t do it.
Sulli had always sided with her father and quit the company the moment the representative changed, so she would never have received a sponsorship proposal. Cindy was probably the clean one.
The new member who joined after Sulli left was Si-yeon. Had this girl done sponsorship?
What about the current member, Si-yeon? I have no way of knowing.
Anyway, the video didn’t contain Si-yeon’s footage. She was likely someone who never received a sponsorship proposal from Yoo Seok-yeon, the betrayer who had allied with Nam.
“Get dressed!”
Right as I gave the command, Cindy, who had been standing in the bathroom with cum still leaking from her pussy, hurriedly put her clothes on and kept glancing at me.
“I’m using my two-number phone. 7474 is my two-number. When you call that number, answer it. Save it under ‘Nami PD’. I’ll call saying I’m Nami PD. If you say PD, people won’t suspect anything.”
“Ah, got it.”
“Now go.”
“…Go? I can go?”
I nodded. Cindy left the room, still glancing at me. Because of the aftereffects of anal sex, her walk was a little unnatural.
Cindy had no idea I had sent the video to another woman. The video had also been sent to Cindy’s mother, Yang Soo-jin.
The next day, another woman arrived at the other pre-booked motel room. It was Cindy’s mother, Yang Soo-jin. Her reaction was exactly the same as Cindy’s.
The moment I opened the door and greeted her warmly, Yang Soo-jin’s face froze.
“W-what are you doing? Come in. It’s better to stand in the motel hallway than to meet someone in the hallway.”
“Why is Director Nam here? Or rather, why is Director Nam here?”
“Not Director Nam, it’s Representative Nam! I told you I’m the representative of Ares Planning.”
“W-why would Representative Nam have that video?”
“Are you going to keep standing in the hallway?”
Until now I had spoken to her with honorifics because she was Cindy’s parent, but that changed today. From now on, she was my slave. When we were alone, I would address her as Mistress. Of course, in public I would still call her Representative Nam. Only when we were alone would she call me Mistress.
“……Mistress?”
“You wouldn’t really hope that Cindy’s sponsorship and sex tapes would leak to the internet, would you?”
“……”
The moment I brought up the video, Yang Soo-jin froze solid.
She must have been shocked. Seeing Cindy’s video must have shaken her, and seeing me must have shaken her even more.
Just like I had sent the video to Cindy, I told her to come to the motel with the video. If she didn’t want her daughter’s sponsorship video to be posted online, she was to come secretly.
“H-how did you… How does Seong-tae have that video?”
“Not Seong-tae, but Representative Nam.”
“How does Representative Nam have it?”
“Don’t ask me that. The important thing is that I have those videos. And you already know exactly what I expect you to do.”
“What I have to do?”
“Cindy did sponsorship and sex for her career. Then for your daughter, shouldn’t the mother do the same? Are you really going to refuse?”
“……”
Yang Soo-jin’s eyes trembled at the corners. But refusing would be difficult.
“You want me to do sponsorship? With Representative Nam?”
“You think I’ll only do it with you? You’ll have to do it with the people I specify too. Your daughter Cindy already did it. Yoo Seok-yeon’s men all got to fuck her pussy. So you have to fuck the men I tell you to fuck.”
“R-right now you want me to sell my body?”
“You don’t want to? Then you can leave right now. Make your decision. Will you become my slave and do whatever I say as a sex slave, or will you just leave?”
“You want me to be Representative Nam’s sex slave?”
“Not Representative Nam, Mistress! From now on, when we’re alone, call me Mistress. If you don’t like it, leave immediately. I’ve said it many times, I’m not forcing you.”
“……”
Yang Soo-jin stood there with a face as white as a sheet, torn by inner conflict. Of course, there was no real conflict. If she refused my words and left the room, Cindy’s entire world would collapse.
I knew that greedy Yang Soo-jin would never leave the room. The woman who had worked this hard to achieve success wouldn’t abandon it now.