#22 Discovery (Employee Kang Rita - Brain-Melting Lesbian Sex♥ Scissoring Pussy Grind♥) (2) *Yuri Warning*
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If karma builds up beyond a certain threshold, all sorts of bad events or negative status effects trigger. Bad events are things like raids from external forces—cops or exorcists crashing the party. Bad statuses are stuff like the company suddenly hitting hard times or infighting breaking out among the members.
What happened between me and Senior Kang Rita? It wasn't my doing. I swear on my life. For real. I'd stake anything on it. It had to be some karma-induced accident. An unavoidable forced event.
I sinned against Senior Kang Rita.
Our relationship turning out like this? Entirely my fault.
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"Nngh… Ah… Unngh…"
Deep in slumber, Kang Rita thrashed in an endless swamp of torment. At some point, the shadows binding her had multiplied to three. The two newcomers were clones conjured by Deputy Manager Red. Crude compared to the original in looks and finesse, but more than enough to overwhelm Rita's defenseless sprawl.
Red quietly propped up Rita's sleeping upper body, then joined her clones in tormenting her breasts, armpits, and pussy all at once. Poor Rita trembled in tiny shudders as three sets of tongues and fingers toyed with her weak spots, sticky pussy juices drooling out.
"Aaah… Junior… J-Juniorrr… Th-That's… s-so weak thereee… Hiiik-♡"
"I see, I see. So this is your weak spot, huh~? Telling me everything—you're such a good girl~."
Wandering in her dream, Rita spilled her most sensitive secrets without a hint of shame. One clone flicked her stiff nipple with a finger. Another lapped at her pink areola with teasing tongue flicks. Red herself suckled Rita's swollen clit between her lips, rolling it around or slurping it up with wet smacks.
"Augh♡ Nooo♡ G-Gonna cum♡"
Red kept pushing Rita relentlessly. Deep-kissing aphrodisiac-laced saliva into her mouth. Flipping her over to knead that ass, then licking her pussy and asshole.
Tszzup, tszzup, tszzup, tszzup—
"Eek... Hic...!"
Next up was a rubber glove studded with nubs from palm to fingertip. Even a light stroke over her sensitive pussy sent Rita twitching in ecstasy.
"Aaah, aaaahhh…!!"
The nubs ground over her pussy and clit at once, and Rita's body convulsed hard. Her half-lidded eyes fluttered wildly, bracing for climax. But just before she tipped over, Red stopped.
"Ah… Huu…♡♡ Huuuuh… Huuuuuhhh…♡♡???"
Rita shook her head like she was mumbling in her sleep. Not refusal—just bewilderment at why she couldn't cum right then. In her dream, I'd pulled away at the perfect moment, no doubt. Body and mind denied satisfaction, Rita writhed in agony.
"Not yet. You can't cum."
Red huffed hot breath over her clit or tapped around it, toying with her frustration. Rita twisted her hips, unconsciously craving more, but Red denied her every time. Just as the wave of climax swelled, Red resumed the torment. The clones gloved up too, rubbing Red's own breasts and back in sync. Pleasure from all directions. Then stop right before the peak. The intervals shortened, but orgasm stayed just out of reach.
This looped for an hour. Or two. Maybe longer. Sleeping Rita was going mad. Nipples and pussy throbbed swollen and flushed; beastly pants like "Heeek, heeeek…!" leaked from her gaping mouth.
—Almost… there…
Red watched with smug delight, then gently stroked her cheek. The spell shattered. Rita's wet dream dissolved like mist, her consciousness yanked back to reality.
"…Ah… Uu…?"
"Sweet dreams, Rita?"
Rita's eyes were still glassy, lost in dream haze. Lingering drug effects, probably. Leave her be, and she'd snap out of it soon.
"Can't have that… Here♬"
Red pinched Rita's clit and pressed hard on her lower belly. Finally, Rita reached it.
"A………………HIIIIIIIIIK?!"
Climax crashed over her. The one she'd craved so desperately. But it wasn't enough. To slake the pent-up frustration, her hips bucked for more. Red obliged, nubbed fingers grinding that naughty little bean. Her other hand massaged Rita's lower belly, kneading the womb beyond.
"Ahk♡ Higuk♡ Wh-What— Nngoooooh♡♡"
Perfect pressure on the clit, plus stimulation to her aching womb. Rita came again. A brain-melting orgasm arched her back, squirting psshhht everywhere. The clones hugged her tight, lotion-slick gloves rubbing her perky tits, crushing nipples flat. Fingering behind her ears. Caressing collarbone and nape. Sticky, sloppy kisses. Bent over and spanked. Lotion laced with succubus aphrodisiac slathered from round ass to dripping pussy. Fingers in her navel. Stroking her ass crack, teasing her asshole. Squeezing inner thighs, toying with twitching toes.
Desperate moans filled the room. Every tease triggered another orgasm, right on Red's cue. If Red didn't allow it, the peak froze. Denied.
"Ha... ahk♡ Haaaahk...♡!! Stop, stooop…♡!!"
"So cute, so cute."
Red licked up the tears from endless climaxes like they were delicious. No room for stray thoughts now. Red peeled off the gloves.
But Rita wasn't free yet.
"Nngh… Hic… Uuup…"
"Feels good, right, Rita? You love this stuff? Let's make it feel even better?"
"Nng… Aaah… S-Slippery… Hnnght…♡"
Aphrodisiac-lotion-soaked pussies grinding in scissoring lesbian bliss. Rita's drenched, seaweed-like bush tangled with Red's, slick skin sliding. Rita's hands weakly pushed at Red's body, but limp arms did nothing. Instead, Red seized them, hips rolling fiercer, blanking Rita's mind white again. Labia kissed labia. Swollen clits sparked hot friction. Soft flesh clung gooey like mochi, creamy fluids mixing white and thick.
The clones watched from afar. Rita knew clones had no real will. But the thrill of being watched fueled her fire.
"Aaah… Cumming… Gonna cum…♡♡ Th-That's…♡"
"Cum all you want, Rita."
Red's permission unleashed it. Rita shattered. Shiver, quiver… Her bowstring-taut body spasmed wildly, then slumped like a broken doll onto the bed. Red peeled away. Straddling Rita's gasping face, she spread wide, dripping their mixed juices plip, plip onto Rita's lips.
You got me this worked up. Like a kind reminder.
Dazed, Rita parted her lips and swallowed the fluids blankly…
'…Mmm♪'
Red licked her own lips, satisfied.
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—Now's the time. All prepped. Kang Rita's mind was nice and mushy. Her defenses lax.
"Even the best hypnotist…"
Light gathered at lower succubus Planet Red's fingertips. Her hypnosis spell manifesting as glowing light. She pressed it to Rita's forehead.
"…Can't resist when they're brain-dead from cumming their brains out♬"
Hypnosis burrowed into her skull. Rita gaped stupidly, body jerking.
"Ah, ah, ah, agh…?!"
"Come on, Rita. Unlock that head of yours. Drop the protections, open the gates, let me in. From now on, you're my slave, I'm your master—hand over every emotion, every scrap of knowledge. All of it~~~ …to me."
The hypnosis process kicked off. Click, clack. Red unlocked the locks in this intern hypnotist's brain at will, delving deeper, deeper. Hypnosis began. Continued. Persisted.
Rita's room filled with "No, no" resistance moans. Red savored them, smile darkening.
And—
"Yes, yes, that's far enough. Quite the show."
"?! Mmph-?!"
Invisible hands clamped Red's mouth from behind.
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President Berze and Section Chief Park Sea stepped out of the car. Their destination: a luxury officetel complex in Gangnam. Unlike remote hideouts shunned by people, this one squatted boldly in the city heart.
"President? Something wrong?"
Park Sea paused mid-elevator button and glanced back. Berze stood frozen at the entrance, staring blankly into empty space. Nothing there.
"……No, nothing."
Berze schooled her face, turned, and joined Park Sea in the elevator.
They reached the target floor. A light hypnosis on the manager snagged a spare key; the doorlock clicked open. Inside: flashy, pink-toned fanciful decor. Traces of recent occupancy lingered. But the empty room held not even an ant.
The two waited silently as sunset bled into thick night. No one returned. Empty-handed, they left. Plenty more hideouts to check.
Looks like legwork for a while longer.