The Disgusting Hole
The secret nest in the lavatory had been empty for three days.
Three full days had passed without a single reply.
If the operation plan had undergone any changes, I hoped you would pass along the details at once.
Chosin: I cannot reach Yuuka. Is something wrong..?
“Ugh.. No. Let’s not write anything like that. My escort should be handling things fine, right?”
I was a surveillance agent. An agent responsible for the Empire’s critical affairs.
I could not burden my senior colleagues by revealing that, as a surveillance agent, I had been swayed by personal emotions during duty and let my feelings run wild. Exposing such a flaw would make me unfit for the surveillance corps on the spot.
“Yeah. Let’s hang in there, Unnie Yuuka. She’ll be fine!”
Even though my worry for my sister was unavoidable given her fragile health, I would trust it. The Empire. The surveillance headquarters that had sworn absolute protection over my family’s safety.
The lack of contact was likely because they were scrambling to bolster manpower from every direction.
Just in case, they might have already dispatched someone to investigate the Samjung Group.
Hacking the Empire’s secret communication lines was 100% impossible, so I could remain calm. But thoroughness was still essential. This was after all the top conglomerate in the Empire.
That’s why the surveillance headquarters could have assigned personnel without even my knowledge.
Yeah. That’s what it had to be.
“Then who could it be.”
Thud.
I dropped into a squat on the washing machine in the laundry room, which now felt like my personal break area, and let my mind wander. I couldn’t figure it out.
Recently a new servant named Kim Sunghyun had started. Could it be him..?
“Hmph...”
Just from the physical standpoint, he looked more than competent to be a surveillance agent.
The monstrously dense muscle tension felt at his fingertips. The back muscles that twitched like a dragon.
It wasn’t cosmetic bodybuilding. It was combat-grade muscle engineered for real battle. Even among the surveillance corps’ elite warriors, such physique stood at the absolute peak.
And it wasn’t just physical conditioning.
Slurp—
A thin, elongated flask filled with healing potion rested in my hand.
This strange substance from another world granted incredible healing yet delivered pain nearly as severe as torture. So severe that during training they had them deliberately reopen wounds and pour the potion on them.
“Ugh..”
Even now the agony of pressing the healing potion onto the wound on my thigh still burned vividly in my mind. Yet this man had been drenched in the potion while his back skin hung in rags, and he had only let out a few suppressed moans and beads of sweat. He never struggled or even tried to stop my hand from pouring it.
That kind of tolerance was terrifying for an ordinary person.
Last but not least… his cold gaze kept resurfacing. Those eyes that pierced straight into my pupils, stripping me bare with their mysterious depth. The same eyes that contained an intellect sparkling as brilliantly as the one I had seen in my former operation chief.
Entering service as a mere maid? Both body and mind were at levels far too high.
“But…”
Even so, the strangest part was his competence in actual work.
Viewing him as a surveillance agent who had infiltrated the conglomerate as a servant felt wrong on every level. The behavior was too sloppy.
The most important thing for a surveillance agent was to remain invisible. Yet here was the man who had accidentally spilled hot water during tea time and received a whipping. And from the corridor came the head maid Cha Seyeon’s hysterical screaming, which suggested their relationship was extremely poor.
What kind of nonsense was that. Blackmailing me into complete submission to the head maid while playing some ridiculous act.
That kind of stupid surveillance agent didn’t exist in this world.
“Heh.. No way.”
It didn’t make sense.
His mental fortitude, physical perfection, and gaze were still unsettling, but I refused to overinterpret.
And most importantly, I had no reason whatsoever to uncover his true identity.
If contact was necessary, he would approach me first. No need to stir up the Samjung Group by meeting like a fellow surveillance agent and risking unnecessary suspicion.
“Haa… I miss Unnie.”
If only there was one blood sibling in the world and she would hug me tightly when I said I had suffered, I would feel so much better.
Slap!
I lightly slapped my own cheek and refocused on my duties.
First, sort the laundry. Then plan how to infiltrate the basement of the mansion.
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(Unknown): Please pull out the toilet paper holder on the wall. I’ve prepared a gift. (Read)
“Ugh..? What does this mean. Pull out the toilet paper holder..?”
She muttered to herself as if she had no idea I was in the stall right next to her.
Clunk, clunk.
Click.
It seemed she wasn’t simply holding the title of head maid for show. She skillfully removed the toilet paper holder the way a normal woman would wrestle with it for hours.
“Huh? What is this..? A weird hole..?”
[Lavatory Bitch Seyeon: Hello? What is it? A strange hole...]
Thrust!
I pushed my monstrously large, vicious cock deep inside the glory hole without hesitation.
My cock was already rock-hard from the pungent scent of feminine juices already wafting through the stall.
“Kya, kyaaaah!!”
Crash!
She sounded like she had been startled so badly she fell on her butt under the toilet.
“You were masturbating while looking at my cock photos, weren’t you?”
“H-how.. Ah, no! W-what are you doing right now!?”
“What do you mean?”
“G-gross thing, get it away!!”
Calling it a gross thing.
“Isn’t it you, Seyeon, who wanted to be treated like a public toilet by that gross thing..?”
“Ugh!”
After that, there was no reply for a long while. I guess even she couldn’t come up with a rebuttal right then.
Swallow!
The sound of swallowing reached clearly through the stall. She was probably staring at my cock without daring to look away.
“There’s no hidden motive. Think about it, Seyeon. If I really wanted to rape you, I would have just kicked the door open and done it, right?”
“R-rape…… A-ugh!♡”
The instant the word “rape” left her mouth, her switch flipped. A suppressed moan came through.
“I told you earlier, right? It’s a gift. This is a gift because you’ve been obeying my words, Seyeon.”
“A gift..? What nonsense are you—”
“You’ve followed every DM instruction I sent. ‘Masturbate in the toilet as usual,’ ‘Don’t report me,’ ‘Answer properly,’ ‘Accept the follow request.’ …That’s right, hasn’t Seyeon followed every single one of my words without missing even one up until now?”
I listed the demands I had sent through the DMs.
Whether through coercion or not, these were requests she had agreed to herself. The process of making her mind accept that she had been following me like a well-trained puppy.
The foot-in-the-door technique.
A simple psychological manipulation method used by door-to-door salesmen. For scammers, it was a way to maximize the foothold effect.
At first you never made outrageous demands. You asked for something small, like “Can I talk to you for just ten seconds?” or “Can I get a glass of water?” Then you showed courage by saying you would leave everything to the other person’s consent and autonomous judgment.
Most people couldn’t refuse at this stage.
Once they started agreeing to the small requests, gradually even if the demands grew excessive, the victim would fail to notice and never realize they had been conditioned.
“It’s kind of gross, but I agreed, right?” “That’s what I wanted, isn’t it?” Such self-deception and cognitive dissonance slowly ate away at their mind.
In a legal society, even trying would only go as far as an insurance contract or buying something. But a back-alley human who knows every filthy trick imaginable could turn even the smallest of these methods into a deadly poison when truly trying to condition someone.
“You have to answer, Seyeon~”
Admit it.
Tell me that you are following my words.
“Ah, yes… That’s right. Yes.”
Her reply came out so obediently, as if she had been mesmerized.
Cha Seyeon was probably feeling dizzy from staring at the ceiling, her mind overloaded with the sight of a cock she had never seen before in her life. She had no idea what she was even saying right now.
But the submissive tone that kept pouring out of her mouth would be permanently engraved into her deepest subconscious.
“That’s good. Let’s keep winning together from now on. If you keep obeying my words obediently, Seyeon, I’ll help you masturbate comfortably too. How about it?”
“Ah..? T-that’s…”
The last shred of reason made Seyeon hesitate to answer.
But could you, a perverted pervert who sneaks into men’s public restrooms and uploads her perverted accounts to SNS, really refuse this?
Even when someone was already approaching her safety, even while unable to forget the thrill of public masturbation, could you control your desire just from looking at this cock?
In my eyes, you couldn’t do it. You are that kind of woman. I’m only here to wake you up.
“Just think about it simply. As Seyeon said, this is just a hobby, right? Think of it as play. As I told you in DMs, there will be no touching.”
“Ugh..”
“I’m satisfied just hearing the sound of Seyeon masturbating while touching herself, and Seyeon is satisfied just watching my real cock. How about it?”
“Ah.. Ugh.. T-that.. I mean…”
A thin, trembling voice.
It was the voice of a woman, not the hysterical voice that had commanded me before.
“I-I’ll do it.. Then I’ll do as you say.”
You’re finished now.
Once you step one foot into this snare, you can never escape again.
“Then shall we begin again?”
“Ugh.. Yes..”