011. D-Class Fitness Scandal(Cha Ye-rin)
011. D-Class Fitness Scandal(Cha Ye-rin)
After finishing tidying up the massage room, Song Jae-pil rolled his neck left and right, loosening his stiff muscles.
It was his first time entering a D-Class Catalogue, but he had gained quite a lot of information.
For one, perhaps because it was D-Class, there were significant spatial restrictions. The spaces Song Jae-pil could move in were only the Ether Center and his own home.
However, everything else was identical to his own world. Common sense, the internet, SNS, the laws of the world, and so on.
'Thanks to that, I think I roughly understand how the world inside the Catalogue operates.'
And the conquest of Cha Ye-rin was also nearing its end. The method of using the other married women was a plan he had formulated the moment he saw Cha Ye-rin.
Looking at that haughty face full of disgust, even if he were to forcibly take Cha Ye-rin, it seemed difficult to fully achieve the conquest objective.
Wasn't the conquest objective saying it? To break Cha Ye-rin's pride and corrupt her.
'The surefire way to crush pride is to make them spread their legs on their own.'
Even if it was an unavoidable situation, could there be any other method to shatter pride as thoroughly as making someone who looked down on men as gigolos spread their legs willingly?
'1 Skill Point and 3 Store Points... It's a bit disappointing that the Skill Points are low, but.'
Isn't everything done step by step?
"Good work!"
"Yes, see you tomorrow!"
As the other masseurs said their goodbyes and left, all work at the center came to an end.
Click-
The center's door locked, and all the lights went out. Cha Ye-rin let out a deep sigh and entered the massage room.
Now it was the turn of Cha Ye-rin, the main event of the Catalogue.
"Are you ready?"
At Song Jae-pil's words, Cha Ye-rin's brow furrowed deeply.
"You... you set a trap like this and still!"
"A trap? I clearly made a proposal, and wasn't it you, Director-nim, who accepted it? I never forced you."
At those words, Cha Ye-rin flared up, about to pour out words, but gulped them down.
"Tell me what you want. Do you want this Ether Center? Or power? Backing? Want to grab onto a line for social climbing? Or are you a spy sent from somewhere else?"
"I'm not a spy sent from somewhere else, and I don't need any of those things. I told you. I have no interest in money, fame, or power."
"What kind of man like that exists in this world!"
Her voice rose at a reality she couldn't possibly accept with her own common sense.
"Then what do you want!"
"You already know, don't you? What I want."
At that answer, Cha Ye-rin tightly shut her eyes. She had been beating around the bush because she wanted to avoid it, but reality is always cruel.
"Now, say it. The words I want to hear."
"Thi-this loss...!"
Cha Ye-rin hesitated for a long time. She simply couldn't open her mouth. Admitting her defeat meant that a situation akin to what she had voyeuristically witnessed would occur right here in this room.
"If you won't admit defeat... then, should I declare defeat first?"
Song Jae-pil raised both hands towards Cha Ye-rin, who still couldn't let go of her last shred of pride.
"I... I, lost...."
Tears began to drip, drop by drop, from Cha Ye-rin's eyes.
"I can't hear you well. Say it clearly, please."
"I lost! I lost, okay! Just do as you say!"
Cha Ye-rin shouted at Song Jae-pil, looking him straight in the eye.
"Cowardly and lowly! Tricking me like that! I'll kill you!"
Song Jae-pil received Cha Ye-rin's anger with his whole body and let out a stifled laugh.
"A bet is a bet. Then, I guess I have to take everything of yours as per the conditions."
Song Jae-pil strode right up to Cha Ye-rin.
Song Jae-pil, who had been using formal speech, grabbed Cha Ye-rin's hair along with switching to informal speech.
"Kyahk-!"
"You. The only thing I'm going to have is you."
Simultaneously with those words, Song Jae-pil kissed Cha Ye-rin's mouth.
"Uhp- Uhp!"
Puck- Puck-!
At Song Jae-pil's tongue forcibly digging into her mouth, Cha Ye-rin hit his chest with her fists, but the more she did, Song Jae-pil's tongue only swept deeper inside her mouth.
"Puh-ha-!"
When Song Jae-pil pulled his mouth away, a long string of saliva snapped and fell to the floor, and Cha Ye-rin glared at him with an expression full of bewilderment and anger.
"Wh-what... what are you doing!"
"What am I doing."
There was no longer any hesitation in Song Jae-pil's actions. He pushed Cha Ye-rin against the wall, grabbed her chin, and lifted it.
"I told you, the only thing I'm taking is you. I'm going to take everything of yours."
"You do this and still...!"
As if he didn't want to hear more, Song Jae-pil grabbed Cha Ye-rin's buttocks and pressed his mouth against her nape.
"Then refuse. If you can."
Every time Song Jae-pil's hands groped her body, the memories of the past two days of massages came to mind, her sensitized body began to scream, and her pussy reflexively secreted love juices.
Simultaneously, her head was filled with disgust and anger. Trapped between these conflicting emotions, Cha Ye-rin could only tremble and accept Song Jae-pil's hands, unable to do this or that.
"The body's reactions are always honest."
"Th-that's! Because of you!"
Song Jae-pil looked at Cha Ye-rin's face, her eyes tightly shut while shedding tears.
Her skin was clean without a single blemish, and tears were dripping from her cat-like face with upturned eye corners.
An ordinary man, no, even Song Jae-pil from just a few days ago would have softened at those tears.
'That is, if it was before meeting the Catalogue.'
He lowered his head further and looked at her body. Not simply thin, but a slender glamour body full of the resilient, fine muscles honed by yoga and Pilates. Exactly the body type he desired.
From the very moment he first faced her, he had replayed countless times in his mind how to break Cha Ye-rin.
The three things supporting her: her deep-rooted disgust towards men, her high authority as the director of Ether, and her pride as an instructor.
"Haeu-euk... Hah-heu-heung...."
The plan was to break all three. The actual power of the Ether Center had already shifted to him. The VVIPs were now addicts who couldn't even sleep without his touch.
All that remained was her pride and her body. Song Jae-pil caressed her, panting and soaked in heat, then suddenly let go of his hands and took a step back.
"......!"
With an 'as if' expression, Cha Ye-rin opened her tightly shut eyes. Hadn't she just yesterday tasted the thirst that came from the sudden emptiness at the very edge of pleasure?
"Now, what's next."
She looked at Song Jae-pil with unfocused eyes and swallowed dryly.
"Next... what... haa, haa... what do you mean next!"
"Ding. Wrong answer."
When Cha Ye-rin didn't immediately grasp the meaning of the question and asked back, Song Jae-pil took another step back.
Cha Ye-rin's pupils shook violently as if an earthquake had struck. Song Jae-pil didn't just intend to fuck her once.
Contained within that question was a will crueler than a demon's, aiming to make her abandon her own dignity herself.
"Now, what's next? You have to answer?"
Cha Ye-rin couldn't bring herself to open her mouth and only her lips trembled faintly. The moment she spat out that answer, it was clear the world she had built over a lifetime would shatter to pieces.
Simultaneously, to escape this excruciating situation, she had no choice but to give the answer Song Jae-pil wanted.
But her body had already betrayed her long ago. The love juices gushing and overflowing from her pussy were soaking her leggings.
In the end, Cha Ye-rin poured out a flood of tears and opened her mouth with an expression of having given up everything.
"Just... just fuck me with that dirty thing! You gigolo! Just fuck me and get it over with!"
Just as Cha Ye-rin grabbed her top to take off her clothes herself, Song Jae-pil snatched her wrist.
"Get it over with? I told you. I'm going to take everything of yours. Today is just the beginning."
At those words, Cha Ye-rin's heart sank with a thud. Because the future awaiting her, the image of herself falling into being this man Song Jae-pil's perfect sex slave, was vividly drawn in her mind.
"Everything of yours."
Song Jae-pil grabbed her dazed hair with one hand and twisted it. Her head jerked back, revealing her slender, trembling nape.
Song Jae-pil licked up the tears flowing down her cheek.
"Heuk...!"
Cha Ye-rin shuddered, startled, but couldn't put up any resistance.
Song Jae-pil made Cha Ye-rin kneel on the floor. The humiliating composition of being forced to her knees on the cold floor, looking up between a man's legs.
"Suck."
"Suck this dirty thing?"
At Song Jae-pil's short, thick command, Cha Ye-rin still couldn't discard the look in her eyes mixed with half-abandoned hatred and disgust, but to survive, and to relieve this maddening desire, she took Song Jae-pil's cock into her mouth.
"Uk, euuk...!"
The fellatio of a virgin with zero experience was unbearably clumsy. The way her teeth hit the cock, she retched and shed tears.
[Corruption Gauge: 5.8%]
Just getting her to kiss and perform fellatio had already crossed 5%. Perhaps this woman's inner self was far more vulnerable than he thought.
Jjoop... Haljjak-
"Good. Suck it well like you're sucking candy. Don't just suck the shaft, suck the balls too together."
Although a fishy and foul taste filled her mouth, Cha Ye-rin couldn't pull the cock out of her mouth.
"Good job. Are you really a virgin? Must have sucked a lot of dildos at home, huh?"
"Y-you're filthy!"
Chup- Churup- Chueup-!
"Haeuha... My jaw hurts...."
After Cha Ye-rin forced herself to swallow and suck repeatedly, when the signal came, Song Jae-pil's hips thrust up powerfully.
Byururut-!
Her face, the corners of her mouth, and her yoga clothes were mercilessly showered with heavy, hot cum.
"Ah...!"
Song Jae-pil held her hair tight, preventing her from turning her face away, and said.
"Lick it up and eat it. As much as the disgust you spat out."
Cha Ye-rin trembled, overwhelmed by the shame attacking her whole body. But she was already in a state of having let everything go.
"Uk... It's fishy... What on earth kind of taste is this to eat?"
Unable to help it, she dabbed the cum and put it on her tongue; it felt fishy with a strange heat.
Gagging rose up, but she began to forcibly swallow the cum as Song Jae-pil ordered.
Since she had fallen this far, all that remained for her was the twisted desire to firmly hold onto Song Jae-pil and grow this Ether even bigger.
'This isn't humiliation. It's just a means... to make this man mine, to grow Ether bigger.'
She desperately deceived herself. Deceiving herself like that, she licked away every last trace of Song Jae-pil.
That appearance was exactly that of a bitch licking up its master's excrement.
The moment she let everything go, paradoxically, Cha Ye-rin's body began to react honestly.
Perhaps thanks to Song Jae-pil having heated up her body with massages over the past two days, Cha Ye-rin's black leggings were already soaked through with pussy juice.
Cha Ye-rin wanted to take off her clothes immediately, but Song Jae-pil didn't move as she intended.
"Kyak-!"
Song Jae-pil pulled her up, placed her on the massage bed, then simply bent his knees and fixed his gaze between her legs.
Chiiik-!
With the sound of fabric tearing, the crotch area of the premium leggings Cha Ye-rin treasured was mercilessly torn away.
"Ah...! Aah!"
Cha Ye-rin felt like she was really going crazy. Just what was this man.
Every time she resolved to somehow seize even a little bit of initiative, he flustered her with unexpected, violent methods.
Moreover, even though he was on the verge of violating her, wasn't there absolutely no excitement or change in his face? That coldness was shattering her pride even more.
"Wh-what are you trying to do!"
Song Jae-pil buried his face into Cha Ye-rin's pink pussy, exposed through the torn leggings.
Jjok, Haljjak, Haljjak-
And then he began to lick her pussy.
"Heu-huup...! Ah... don't, st-stop, eut-eup! Please...!"
It was pleasure on a different dimension from rubbing her clit with her fingers alone at home.
"Haak, Ah! Aaah...!"
Cha Ye-rin's moans filled the room. The sounds she had desperately tried to hold back just yesterday because of her pride all burst out at once today.
"Ok, euuk, ang, ang- What is this... It feels weird... I feel like I'm going to pee."
Every time his tongue brushed her clit and touched her hole, her whole body twisted, and her hands had already tightly grabbed Song Jae-pil's hair.
"Haeu-eu-eu... Good, heu-eut... This is too good... Is this what sex is?"
Her brain was turning white from the pleasure the ladies beyond the Magic Mirror had felt, the stimulation she had only seen in porn.
Cha Ye-pil now only wished that Song Jae-pil would just shove that cock of his into her.
[This is part 2/2]. You must maintain the narrative flow with the previous chunks while following all system prompt guidelines previously mentioned.
