Chapter 115
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 115
Chapter Title: A Rare Request from Father?
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I nearly burst out laughing at the sight of her scooping up my cum with her fingers and sucking them clean.
She's definitely all riled up now.
She'd been staring wide-eyed at my cock plunging in and out of Kang Seo-yoon's pussy, then fled the scene.
Only to secretly masturbate to it afterward.
That says it all.
I'd deliberately teased her before heading back to the master bedroom.
By now, her pride must be bruised, and she's probably fuming.
"Haaah..."
Kang Seo-yoon lay sprawled on the bed, letting out faint moans.
Her body, having climaxed four times already, could barely keep up.
But I had no intention of stopping there—not with Choi Da-yeon still watching.
I flipped Kang Seo-yoon onto her side and started thrusting into her in scissors position.
"Haaah! I'm... I'm going insane!"
As I pounded away, Choi Da-yeon sneaked into the master bedroom.
She must have washed off the cum; her face was still damp.
Kang Seo-yoon, blindfolded and oblivious, just took the relentless pounding.
After the fifth climax and my sixth ejaculation, she passed out again, so I gave her a short break.
Choi Da-yeon's expression had grown even more lascivious.
She crossed her legs, staring at my cock with glazed eyes.
Drool...
Her gaze alternated between my cock and Kang Seo-yoon's pussy overflowing with my cum.
Her heaving breasts and trembling waist with every breath were utterly seductive.
She must be shocked. Wondering if anyone could feel that good.
I deliberately ignored her gaze, gave Kang Seo-yoon some water, and resumed thrusting.
After the seventh ejaculation, Kang Seo-yoon truly passed out, leaving me in a bit of a bind.
I pulled Choi Da-yeon out of the room.
"How about it? Want to watch the remaining three?"
"...Hmph. Even you must be at your limit now."
"Seo-yoon looks worn out, so I was thinking of giving her a break."
"You're worn out too."
"Does it look worn out to you?"
I deliberately shook my still-hard cock up and down.
Ever since my Virility Enhancement perk reached level 2, my stamina had noticeably improved.
Even after seven rounds, I felt like I could keep going.
"I didn't want to cause trouble for PD-nim if she stayed out overnight."
"Worrying about me now? Whatever... keep going."
"You want to see it through to the end, huh."
"I'll watch your bluff crumble completely."
I grinned mischievously.
"You're not waiting in hopes that I'll fuck you, are you?"
"W-What!? Are you insane!?"
"Shh. You'll wake Seo-yoon."
"...You know how infuriating it is when you say stuff like that?"
"Who knows."
Maybe it's time to lock in a Conviction here.
'Conviction Target Designation: Choi Da-yeon.'
[Choi Da-yeon. Age 31]
*Favorability:57%
She's developed considerable curiosity about your virility.
*Trust:46%
Your bold, confident demeanor exceeds her expectations, earning her a bit of trust.
*Conviction Tip: Speak your honest feelings.
'Well, well.'
The part about her curiosity toward my stamina was amusing.
She was starting to see me in a new light, after dismissing me before.
"PD-nim."
"What."
"If you want to grant that wish from before again... or if you think you can satisfy me, feel free to claim your reward anytime."
"W-What did you say?"
"If you make it good for me, I can hand over all those photos."
"You little... bastard."
There's still some resistance this time.
Time to dangle the bait again.
"From your position, it might feel unfair. You deserve proper compensation and those photos as a bonus. That's what I'd want."
"..."
"You're not scared you'll end up like Kang Seo-yoon over there, are you?"
"Shit..."
"I'm available anytime."
"..."
[Conviction Successful]
Conviction achieved. Same playbook, but it worked again.
Her arousal at a fever pitch.
Regret over giving in without getting the photos.
And confidence she wouldn't end up like Kang Seo-yoon.
Another D-grade Conviction locked in.
"These are weaknesses that could bind you and Seo-yoon to me for life. Can't just hand them over for free."
Even that line landed; her venomous glare softened.
"Ah..."
A moan came from Seo-yoon in the master bedroom.
"Looks like Seo-yoon's awake. I'll go finish the last three. Watch from the monitor now."
"..."
Crazy bastard.
-Haaah!
-Ngh!
He actually hit ten.
It was 3 a.m. by now.
Even with breaks when Seo-yoon passed out midway.
Ten times. Unbelievable.
If I posted this online, everyone would call bullshit.
Hair, face, breasts, stomach, pussy.
Seo-yoon's entire body was coated in Choi Min-seong's cum.
And she fell asleep like that. No, passed out.
She's still alive, right?
Choi Min-seong is one thing, but Seo-yoon's impressive too. How did she take it all?
She'd ripped off the blindfold midway and screamed like a maniac as he pounded her.
That haughty Seo-yoon had turned into a bitch in heat, her face twisted in lewd ecstasy.
That's how it happens... you become a bitch.
If I got pounded like that...
'What am I even thinking.'
I shook my head quickly.
I quietly entered the master bedroom and asked for my phone; she handed it over easily.
"Drive safe."
"..."
His cock had finally softened a bit.
"Oh, this? If someone got it up again, I could probably go more."
"I didn't ask."
"Right. Good night."
If I kept talking, I'd get pulled into his pace, so I hurried out.
"Hoo. Hoo."
My heart still wouldn't calm down.
My mind was a mess from what happened in there.
Choi Min-seong and Kang Seo-yoon's antics were one thing, but I'd masturbated in there too.
Hell, I even scooped up his cum with my fingers.
I'm insane. Truly.
"...If I satisfy him, I can get the photos?"
What nonsense.
I should be furious right now.
I gave him everything, and he didn't hand over the photos.
Why did I buy into his words back then?
And today... I fell for it again.
Photos that could be lifelong weaknesses—he can't just give them away easily.
It bruises my pride too.
A guy overflowing with stamina who went ten rounds with Seo-yoon dismissed me as unsatisfying after one quick fuck and ran.
"This pisses me off."
Anger welled up.
My pussy can't taste that bad.
Oppa said it was the best.
"Maybe I should make a comeback."
My pride was hurt. I didn't want to hear that from a bastard like him again.
One worry, though.
What if I end up like Seo-yoon?
'Just paranoia. Paranoia.'
Seo-yoon doesn't truly love Go PD, that's why.
I really love Oppa.
I won't get swept up in desire. Never.
Becoming some insignificant bitch for Choi Min-seong's cock? Ridiculous.
I might waver, but with Oppa by my side, I can overcome it.
Wait, was I just thinking about getting fucked?
"Hoo. I'm truly losing it, Da-yeon."
It's because my body's still not settled.
I need to think this over first.
"What were you muttering to yourself about?"
It was Kang Seo-yoon's question when she woke up in the morning.
"What do you mean?"
"Maybe half-asleep. I heard you talking to someone."
"Must've been a dream. Who would I be talking to?"
"This house isn't haunted, is it?"
"No way."
Too soon to tell Kang Seo-yoon about it.
I wanted to turn Choi Da-yeon into a bitch and shock her.
"Day off today. Any plans?"
"None. Want to do something?"
"Like what?"
"Let's go see a movie. Just us."
"Just the two of us?"
"Yeah. Why? Don't want to?"
"You sure? Your face is kinda known now, Writer-nim. And you have a fiancé."
"I'll be discreet. I'm not some celebrity."
She wants a date with me, huh.
Come to think of it, I've only ever fucked women—no real dates.
A fuzzy feeling welled up; maybe I wanted to experience normal dating for once.
With Kang Seo-yoon? Perfect.
But our plans fell through.
She'd caught a cold from overdoing it yesterday.
"Sigh. My fate."
"We can go next time. Rest up today."
"I need to go home..."
"Want me to grab clothes from your place?"
"Would you? I'll crash here and head to work tomorrow."
"Got it."
I fetched clothes from her place, fed her lunch and dinner, and nursed her devotedly.
Small hearts seemed to sparkle in Kang Seo-yoon's eyes.
"Not bad. Thought you'd treat your 'owner' roughly."
"That's that, and you're my woman."
"Kinda touching. *Cough, cough.*"
"Sleep more."
"Ugh. Thinking about it, you're the one who did this to me."
Kang Seo-yoon chuckled and closed her eyes.
In the meantime, I did some long-overdue house cleaning myself.
The first-floor master is my room originally.
Second-floor master is Father's.
I entered his room.
There was a photo of Father with Mother.
And their wedding photo on the wall.
Looking at my cool, beautiful parents filled me with pride.
"How did Father endure it?"
After Mom passed, how much desire did he suppress to avoid other women?
Yet he held out until I became an adult.
Focused solely on growing the business; now he's raking in serious money.
Off in Europe with it, hasn't come back.
"Truly impressive."
I can't even control myself like this.
Of course, he's probably making up for it now.
That's why I miss him.
Called, but as expected, no answer.
"Just clean."
I cleaned Father's room myself for the first time in ages.
Never crossed my mind in middle or high school.
Thinking of him raising me alone without Mom made me feel guilty.
At least now I'm on TV; he must be proud.
Riiiing-
"Huh? Yes. Father, it's me."
-Oh! You picked up right away! Good.
"You ignore me when I call."
-Was busy earlier. Some bitches suddenly swarmed me.
Bitches? Classic Father.
-Anyway, doing well?
"Yes. I'm great. You healthy too, Father?"
-Of course. Even without my powers, my stamina's holding strong somehow. Overflowing energy. Hahaha.
"Good news for me."
-Your voice says you're reveling in your abilities.
"Eh, enjoying them a bit."
-Hahaha. Good, live it up like that. Actually calling with a favor. Saw you called too.
"A favor?"
-Someone from my side will visit soon. Help them out.
"Suddenly?"
-Company issue. Might need your help.
"I'm super busy."
-Sigh. Raised you alone without your mom, my back's breaking... Can't do this one thing?
"..."
-You have powers. That's why I'm asking—help out.
"Can I at least know what it's about?"
-Ad contract stuff. Anyway, help later. Someone might come if it drags.
"Okay, got it."
-Won't hurt you. Connections are always good, right?
"What connection?"
-You'll see. It'll benefit you.
"Is the ad model a woman?"
-Sharp as ever.
"Who?"
-No fun spoiling it. Ask my guy later.
"Need to prepare if I'm helping."
-Hanging up!
Beep beep beep-
"That old man."
Teasing while asking a favor?
Fine, I'll help.
"..."
If she's pretty, sure.
Father wouldn't pick just anyone for an ad model; must be hot.
Wonder who. Exciting.