Chapter 23
Chapter 23
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 23
Chapter Title: Succubus Blackmail Backfires
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Her gaze went beyond pleading—it was a desperate craving for survival.
Korea's No.1 Hero, Min Seola.
The thought of that proud woman placing her own breasts in my hands, begging me to touch them...
I swallowed hard.
The soft flesh filled my palm completely.
It felt too exquisite to refuse.
"Then this is really as far as it goes, okay?"
"Yeah..."
My fingers moved slowly, grasping her breast.
The overwhelming volume pressed into every joint of my fingers, making it hard to believe there was even fabric between us.
"Haah..."
A muffled moan escaped Min Seola's lips.
Just squeezing her breast over her clothes, and she reacted as intensely as if I'd directly stimulated her most sensitive spots.
The flesh overflowing between my fingers was unbelievably soft and pliant.
I could vividly feel the massive mound in my hand crumpling to the shape of my grip.
At the same time, her pounding heartbeat thudded against my palm.
"Haa... haah... It's so hot... Seonghwa-ssi’s touch... it's burning me up..."
Min Seola clung to me, twisting her waist.
"Seola-ssi, relax. You'll hurt your back like that."
"B-but... haa! Your hands kneading my breasts... it tingles so much!"
I traced my index finger gently over where her nipple should be, scratching lightly.
Through the thin fabric, I could feel the protrusion hardened stiffly.
'It definitely wasn't poking out before...'
Apparently, all the groping had shifted her bra, letting her nipple slip free.
As I kept teasing it, Min Seola's legs gave out, her posture crumbling as she collapsed into my arms.
"Ahh! Hnng! My legs... they won't hold me..."
Her hot breath wetted my nape.
Even then, I kept kneading her breasts like dough, thoroughly savoring them.
'Min Seola's tits feel insane. For real.'
The jiggling waves of her soft flesh.
Her breasts squishing and reshaping freely inside her clothes—it was so vivid I could picture it perfectly in my mind.
'Who'd have thought I'd get to ravage the No.1 Hero's rack.'
Then, I felt her thigh rubbing against my leg, her lower body twitching.
"Seonghwa-ssi... touch me harder... do whatever you want..."
Min Seola begged, her eyes half-lidded in a daze.
This was getting dangerous if it kept going.
Her reason was on the verge of snapping.
"That's enough."
I swallowed my regret and pulled my hands away.
"...Already?"
Min Seola looked up at me with a pouty, teary face.
"Any more and it'd really be trouble."
"Haa... haa... O-okay..."
She caught her ragged breath, straightening her clothes.
Surprisingly, the pallor that had drained her face moments ago was gone, replaced by a healthy glow.
Her dark circles had vanished, and her hair gleamed with luster.
'Just one breast massage and she's back to peak condition?'
I had no idea what was going on.
"...Thanks. I feel like I could fly."
Min Seola smiled shyly.
Though her panties were probably soaked and uncomfortable down there, she looked every bit the perfectly revived hero on the surface.
"Now let's eat. You must be hungry."
I pressed the call bell on the table.
Only then did the firmly shut door of the private room open, and waiters began bringing out the course meal.
'Did Seo Jubin arrange this in advance?'
Come to think of it, while we were panting away inside, there hadn't been a single sign of anyone nearby.
It felt like the staff didn't exist at all, yet they entered right on cue after one ring.
'Of course. With her personality, she'd be meticulous about details like this.'
Top-grade Hanwoo omakase arrived alongside a sense of relief.
The perfectly grilled sirloin melted like snow in my mouth, and the truffle oil-drizzled yukhoe burst with flavor.
'Damn... is this the taste of success? Fucking delicious!'
I swirled my wine glass, savoring the quiet satisfaction.
"You eat some too, Seola-ssi."
"Yeah! Are you looking out for me? Don't worry about me—eat up, Seonghwa-ssi!"
Min Seola spent the entire meal staring at me, barely noticing if food went in her mouth or her nose, but her expression beamed with happiness like she owned the world.
'She's taming my tastes like this to slip a leash on me. Scary stuff.'
As we left the room after the meal, Seo Jubin waited at the end of the hallway.
"Seola-nim."
Seo Jubin's eyes lingered on Min Seola's face.
Her flushed skin, her vibrant eyes.
"Phew..."
Seo Jubin let out a sigh of relief.
At the same time, she shot me a complex look.
Jealousy mixed with gratitude.
"Jubin-ah, I'll head to the car first."
Min Seola hummed cheerfully and headed out ahead.
Left alone, Seo Jubin approached me.
"You did great. Thanks to you, I can finally relax."
"Hey, gotta earn my keep."
Then, my pocket phone buzzed briefly.
[Deposit: 5,000,000 won] "...?"
I pulled out my phone to check, and Seo Jubin spoke calmly.
"Keep it secret from Seola-nim. It's for maintaining dignity—and compensation for your efforts."
My brow furrowed slightly at the amount.
It wasn't that I hated getting paid.
But this situation felt... like I'd prostituted myself and gotten a gig fee. Something like that.
"Seo Jubin-ssi? What do you take me for..."
"Don't misunderstand. It's just fair pay for your time and effort. And..."
Seo Jubin adjusted her glasses and added,
"It's also my personal gesture, hoping for your continued cooperation."
Her eyes gleamed slyly.
'A bribe from a fellow conspirator, huh?'
I chuckled and pocketed my phone.
"Fine, if you insist. I'll call it financial therapy."
Good things were good—I decided not to nitpick.
Either way, padding my bank account felt great.
◇◇◇◆◇◇◇ The next day, Saturday dawn.
I opened the window, and cold morning air rushed in.
'Nice weather. Haven't jogged in a while—might as well.'
I changed into training clothes and headed to the park nearby.
Being early dawn, the walking path was nearly deserted.
Just a few diligent elderly folks here and there; the park was quiet.
I warmed up with some light jogging.
That's when I entered the main forest trail.
"Master?"
A familiar yet ominous voice.
I stopped and looked toward the source.
'No way.'
In the shadowed corner of the path.
A woman stood with her hood pulled low.
"Hey? Given it any thought?"
She lifted her hood slightly, revealing her face.
It was Lilith, as expected.
She snapped her fingers, and her outfit shifted to something relatively modest—leather clothes.
She smirked wickedly, smartphone in hand.
Her face radiated confidence from holding my weakness.
"So, should I send the photo to Min Seola? Or will you play with me whenever I want from now on?"
She still hadn't grasped the situation.
This dumb succubus thought she was the top dog and I was the one under her thumb.
'You stupid bitch, you walked right into it.'
I'd been itching for an excuse, and here it was on a silver platter.
I strode toward her without a word.
"Huh? Master? Why that scary look..."
I grabbed a fistful of her red hair without hesitation.
"Kyaaak!"
Ignoring her scream, I dragged her roughly and slammed her against a nearby tree trunk.
Bam!
"Agh! W-what are you doing to me?!"
Lilith flailed, but I kept my grip on her hair, yanking her face right up to mine.
"Go ahead, send it."
"W-what...?"
"Send the photo. Hit transmit right now."
I added in a cold voice,
"But you know what? If Min Seola sees that, the worst she'll feel is a little betrayed by me and Seo Jubin."
Lilith's eyes began to waver.
"But if I tell Min Seola that 'Villain Yupia and Lilith kidnapped and raped me,' what do you think happens to you two?"
"...!"
Lilith's face turned ashen.
She finally realized.
What she held wasn't a trump card—it was a self-destruct button.
"Th-that wasn't what I... S-sorry! I just...!"
Lilith trembled, curling her tail.
"I wanted... to do more with Master... like this..."
"So you blackmailed me for it?"
I smirked, still clutching her hair.
"Oh? You wanted it that bad?"
"Y-yes... P-please forgive me..."
"Fine. Then let's do it."
"...Huh?"
I forced Lilith to turn around, making her brace against the tree trunk.
Her ass now faced me.
"M-Master? Here? This is a park!"
Lilith panicked, glancing around.
It was quiet at dawn, but distant figures in workout clothes passed by occasionally.
"So?"
I whispered into her ear,
"Remember what you said when you sucked me off under the office desk? That the thrill of almost getting caught turns you on?"
"Th-that was...!"
"What's wrong? Having second thoughts now that you're on the receiving end?"
I roughly hiked up her leather skirt.
Her pale ass and the thin string panty crossing between came into view.
The cold dawn air hit her skin, making Lilith shudder.
"Hnng... W-wait, Master..."
"A succubus who goes crazy for lewd stuff is squirming from embarrassment? Isn't this dereliction of duty?"
My mockery made her tail twitch nervously.
"N-no... It's not nervousness from getting caught... People will definitely see usss..."
"Let 'em see. Consider it advertising how slutty you are."
I yanked her panty aside.
Her slick, glistening pussy winked into view.
"M-Master... I get it, so... not here..."
"Fuck that."