Seong Ye-ji's Deflowering
"Huu...."
I let out a breath and hugged the woman's body tight. I stroked her back over her clothes, kneaded her soft ass, and rocked my hips for no reason.
"Hngh, ha." The best goddamn feeling. I could stay like this forever. Cock buried in her pussy, pounding away the second the cooldown's up, blasting my load, resting a bit, then pounding again. No wonder I'd been yapping about sex nonstop.
"...You see how it's done?"
I pulled Seo Eun-mi close and glanced at Seong Ye-ji. Her face was already a tear-streaked mess. Looked like the idea of offering her body to me was that repulsive.
"Your turn now, Ye-ji."
I spread Eun-mi's ass cheeks wide, then smack—gave it a slap. She caught the signal like a pro and lifted herself off, spitting out my cock.
"Haa...."
As the sticky, coated shaft slid out with a wet slurp, the air felt way colder than when it first emerged.
"Ah, Eun-mi, go back to your seat and spread your legs. For viewing pleasure."
"...Yes, Young Master."
She flashed a strained smile, returned to her spot across from me, and propped her feet on either arm of the chair. Between her splayed thighs, her cum-drooling pussy and the panty shoved aside on her mound were on full display. So fucking tantalizing, a total fantasy.
"What're you waiting for? Get over here."
Seong Ye-ji was still wiping tears, just staring. She was trembling but couldn't muster the nerve to climb on top. My dick was gonna go soft at this rate. Should I just pounce?
"Ugh, hngh."
Just as I was debating it, she shuffled over hesitantly.
"Hic."
She reached out a shaking hand toward my slick cock and flinched at the touch.
"Who said jerk it off? Mount up. Eun-mi showed you how. Flip the pants aside and slide it in."
"Ahh...."
Sobbing, she awkwardly stood and positioned herself over me, overlapping our bodies.
"Haa...."
Sweat still beaded on her massive tits, and a humid scent wafted from her glimpsed underarm. It turned me on even more, reviving my wilting cock to full hardness. The rigid shaft brushed her dolphin pants, teasing her pussy. She jolted but gripped it with trembling fingers.
"Aaaah...."
Her tear-soaked face twisted in revulsion. She moved her hand with pure disgust, and since my dick was still sensitive, it sent dizzying sparks through me.
Squelch,
"Ugh, grrrk!"
She flipped aside the dolphin pants and panties, then plunged with the tip. Hands shaking violently, she'd aimed it and braced on my shoulders.
"Hak, haa."
I itched to grab her ass and slam her down. Her cleavage right in my face, her sweat-slick body—it was torture to hold back. But I did. You gotta know restraint to really savor the fun.
Squelch—
"Ahhk...!!"
Finally, the tip breached, cockhead followed by shaft. Soon after, it tore through her hymen and plunged deep inside.
"Aaaack!!!"
Her pained scream rang in my ears, her pussy walls clenched tight around my cock. And the damp, heavy feel of her tits smothering my face. I yanked her close and rubbed my face in her cleavage.
"It hurts... it huuuurts!!"
While I mauled her tits, Ye-ji just stayed impaled, frozen. Too much pain to move, probably.
"Ahhk!"
Fine, I'd help her out. Couldn't hold back anymore.
"Tsk tsk. Trainee who can't even dance."
I reclined the seatback and laid flat. She flopped back with a terrified look up at me. I grabbed her legs, spread them wide, and slotted in between.
"Aaah...! N-no, I hate it! It hurts, please stooop—"
Thrust!
"Ahhk!!"
Deep insertion, then immediate back-and-forth. Every plunge between her thighs made her huge tits bounce wildly, demanding attention.
"Ack! Ahk!"
Ye-ji moaned with eyes bugged out. Her heaving breasts finally spilled from the tight tee, nipples exposed and jiggling.
I grabbed one, mangled its shape while pounding away, then yanked her flailing arms up. Sweat beaded on her smooth underarm and trickled down.
"Aaah... n-noo—"
It grazed past her spread tits and finally, a mouthful of underarm.
"Kyaaaack!!!"
She thrashed wildly, losing it completely. Getting her armpit licked hurt worse than the pounding, apparently.
Slurp. Suck.
"Heeek!!"
Then I'd lick it even tastier. Armpit, tits—every part of a pretty girl tastes divine.
"Ahh, aaa!"
I relentlessly did what she hated most while steadily thrusting. Eun-mi's pussy service earlier was great, but nothing beat pounding exactly how I wanted. For now.
'Once they learn proper technique and serve me...! Then it'll be next level!'
Aiming for that day, I ramped up the pace. Climax hit in seconds; any lapse in focus and I'd blow.
I grabbed her wrecked face with both hands.
"Cumming."
"!!"
I overlapped deeper and unloaded. Felt my cock throb huge, spewing cum.
"Ah.... Aaaaah...!!"
Savoring Ye-ji's despairing face, I kissed her forehead.
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"We've arrived, Master."
Back home, Sua's address switched right back to "Master."
"Huu. Feels refreshing."
Stepping out, I stretched. Drained my balls good and moved around—totally invigorated.
Eun-mi and Ye-ji trailed behind. Eun-mi looked mostly normal, but Ye-ji had that vacant, dead-eyed stare.
"The others aren't back yet, right?"
"Yes. They just messaged they're heading out."
"Got it."
I headed inside. No proper staff yet, so the huge house felt even emptier.
"About what I mentioned earlier?"
"Disposal's in progress if that's it. We've located them; deputy team leader's handling the cleanup."
"Make it clean."
"Yes."
Just tie up the male leads neat, and nothing else matters.
"You got that business card from Secretary Han?"
"Ah, yes. I do."
"You're taking over as head secretary from now on. I'll dump everything on you, so call, drop my name, and demand authority. They'll sort it."
"Yes! I'll do my best!"
"And staff up the house."
"...Staff it up?"
"Cooks or whatever. The essentials. Call and say so; they'll send people."
"Yes, understood."
Sua grabbed her phone right away. I called over Seo Eun-mi.
"Goryeo Entertainment's got producers, right?"
"One."
"Male?"
"Yes. Thirty-six, and—"
"Fire him and post a job ad. Women only. Can't have dudes around all-female idols."
"...Understood."
I'd grabbed them personally this time, but couldn't keep that up forever. Piles of shit waiting for me to handle in person.
Today was just a mood booster. A joyride to really feel this world was mine.
Once a new producer's in, they'd handle management, bookings—whatever—on the side.
"Seong Ye-ji."
"...Yes."
"You're head trainee from now on. Teach and manage the girls when they arrive. Got it?"
"...What... do I teach and manage?"
"What you just did."
"...."
She bowed her head silently. No clue if she got it or just despaired, but whatever.
"Alright, now for me...."
I snapped my fingers, pondering. Too much to do; head was spinning.
'Cash feels kinda tight....'
100 billion wasn't peanuts, but ideas kept flooding—suddenly it felt short.
'Investing's the safest bet.'
Best if I could make and protect RK-99, but not yet. No money, no power.
I fired up the stock app. Scanned global and Korean market caps, jotted must-haves that didn't exist yet. Dug deep into game lore memory.
'Oh yeah, that surprise mega-hit game launching soon? From Subque, I think.'
Listed every moneymaker, then culled one by one. Ten minutes later, done.
Sua and Eun-mi finished calls, standing by.
"Invest in these companies, ratios as I wrote."
"Uh... invest...? Ratios off what principal...?"
"80 billion."
"Pardon? That's Goryeo Entertainment's entire assets??"
"Ah. Right, keep 10 billion liquid. 70—no, 75 billion."
"But...."
Sua took notes with a baffled look, face screaming is this okay?
"Why the hesitation?"
"N-nothing."
"Spit it out. Something to say?"
"Just... chaebols even pay tuition on a different scale, huh?"
"What? These'll all profit. Multiples over."
"...."
Sua bit her lip silently and nodded. This damn bitch wasn't convinced one bit.