Chapter 110
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 110
Chapter Title: Because She's Drooling For It. (♡)
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She's drooling for it. (♡)
In the entertainment industry, where everyone meticulously calculates each other's value and usefulness, Jennifer was the only one Catherine could truly open her heart to. Jung Woo-jin, the man Jennifer liked.
Catherine knew she shouldn't be doing this with him.
- I've been planning this from the start. Sorry about that.
Jung Woo-jin's words kept circling in her mind, refusing to leave.
Her body felt strangely hard to control.
A mix of illicit thrill and excitement choked her breath, leaving her gasping.
Even more than when she'd been working out at the gym.
In that haze of exhaustion,
all she could do in response to Jung Woo-jin's rough grip on her hair and the way he thrust his cock at her was cling to his thigh, panting heavily.
She'd never experienced it before, but she knew exactly what this act was.
'Oral sex,' that pseudo-sexual act they called it.
She could feel the prominent veins bulging along Jung Woo-jin's cock as it forced its way past her lips.
A musty, fishy smell hit her at first, but only for a moment.
With her jaw stretched wide and aching, and the brutal sensation of his glans battering her throat, she couldn't even focus on that.
The movements felt even rougher than she'd imagined.
Unable to swallow, her tongue awkwardly wrapped around his cock, drooling saliva uncontrollably.
"Guhk, gluk, krrhk...!"
It was clearly painful... undeniably grueling...
"Is this your first time? You're holding up better than expected, though. Looks like you've got a talent for it. Good. Just endure as best you can for now, and once you get some breathing room, start using your tongue too."
Whenever she glanced up at Jung Woo-jin's face, softened with what seemed like approval,
a desire welled up to please him more.
'Just this much. It's not real sex anyway. Satisfy him with this and end it for good.'
With the resolve that this would be the last time, and that she'd cut ties with Jung Woo-jin afterward, Catherine began responding to his movements bit by bit.
The moment he tugged her head forward, she relaxed her throat as if yawning or gagging, taking his cock deep.
At the same time, she wrapped her tongue around it encouragingly where it hit her throat.
"Gluk, gluk, grrrk, gluk...!"
Her eyes watered and reddened from the choking and nausea, tears streaming down, but what Catherine felt was...
Honestly, a strange euphoria, like her body was floating.
That's when Jung Woo-jin let out a soft groan.
"Whoa...!"
From that short sound, she could tell he was deeply satisfied.
At some point, he'd stopped gripping and guiding her hair, but Catherine took the initiative, clutching his thighs and shoving her head deep into his crotch.
*Slurp, sluk, slurp, shluk, shluuuurp-!*
Saliva leaked from her lips with every stroke, lick, and suck, dangling messily, but she didn't care.
All she focused on was
Jung Woo-jin gazing down at her with pleased eyes.
If he was satisfied,
'This much is nothing...!'
Catherine shook her head with bold speed, stealing glances at his reactions amid it all.
*Shluurp, shluk, shluurp, shluk, shluuuurp-!*
Then,
as his pleased gaze furrowed slightly between the brows, his cock suddenly plunged deep into her throat and seemed to swell massively.
The hand that had rested lightly on her head suddenly pressed down hard.
"That's the 'healthy tea' I mentioned. Open your throat wide and swallow it all down."
Catherine tried to obey, opening her throat and bracing herself, but the forceful blasts of semen slamming into it made her squeeze her eyes shut.
"Gluk, krrhk...? Krrhk...."
How many grueling gulps did she manage?
Finally spent, Jung Woo-jin released his grip.
The sudden release of tension made her collapse to the floor in a squat, coughing violently.
"Kek, kehk, hak, haak...!"
A massive shadow fell over her.
The hand gently stroking her hair soon caressed her flushed cheek.
Catherine felt like her skin was burning wherever he touched, exhaling deeply.
"Haaah...."
Subordination Level: 50%.
From that point on, no matter what I did to her, she couldn't do anything 'harmful' to me.
In that sense, hitting 50% basically meant I could throw her down anytime without issue.
And the higher the Subordination Level climbed after that,
the more completely she became subservient to me.
I'm not entirely sure, but I suspect this Subordination Level has some kind of 'aphrodisiac' effect.
Especially watching women who'd reached 100%—they didn't just endure pain from my actions; they seemed to convert it into pleasure, and not just once or twice.
Anyway, at 66%, Catherine was like a steaming bowl of perfectly ripened rice, ready to burst.
⤷ Primary Condition: Ejaculate into 'Catherine Tramell's' throat. (Completed)
⤷ Secondary Condition: Do not send 'Catherine Tramell' home.
Don't send her home, huh.
"Music to my ears."
I scooped up Catherine, sprawled on the floor gasping for breath.
"W-Woo-jin! Please, stop here. We can't— Nngh...!"
Even as she flailed in protest, her hands clung tightly to my wrists. Adorable.
"Kyaa!"
Even Catherine, with her charismatic warrior image, let out a girlish scream when tossed onto the bed, just like any other woman.
I began stripping off her trembling, pitiful form piece by piece.
With semen residue still on her lips, her face pale as she babbled 'stop' and 'we can't do this.'
I pinched her cheeks together and said,
"You want it too. Don't you?"
Even when I peeled off her panties, she lifted her hips to make it easier while whining that we couldn't.
*Squish-.*
Meeting her wandering eyes, I teased her pussy—it was already sopping wet.
"Your pussy's already this drenched and sloppy. Words like that don't convince anyone."
"N-Nooo.... J-Jennifer. Jennifer likes you...!"
"I know that. But—"
I rubbed her soaked pussy with my fingers, slowly laying her back on the bed.
"One load of cum down your throat, and now you're gushing pussy juice everywhere. What's with all the overthinking?"
Pressing harder as I circled her clit clockwise, my finger slipped smoothly into her folds.
"Ahk...?! N-Not thereee...!"
"Oh?"
Her tight walls clenched around my finger fiercely.
Thinking back to her clumsy first blowjob, maybe this was her real first time.
"Krrhk...! W-Woo-jin! G-Get that finger out right nowww?! Nngh?!"
As she kept squirming upward to escape, I grabbed her slim waist and yanked her back down.
She could relax during boxing, but now her whole body was rigid with tension.
"Hiiik...?!"
I buried my face in her pussy before she could whine more.
One hand circled her clit, the other stretched her entrance sideways.
Into that gaping hole, I thrust my tongue and stirred wildly.
Despite her protests, her pussy lewdly gushed juices in waves.
"Gluk, krrhk.... Hn, hngh...."
Her short moans grew wetter.
Her face flushed deep red she couldn't hide, waist quivering.
Her eyes melted into a hazy mess.
Finally, her pussy loosened enough for easy finger movement.
"Looks like..."
Even during the blowjob, and now with the intense fingering—she only really started feeling it once it got a bit overwhelming.
"You like it rough, huh? Okay."
"N-That's not ittt...?!"
I yanked my fingers from her pussy and shoved them into her babbling mouth.
"Taste it properly. That's your pussy juice from down there."
"Ahk, hak...!"
She twisted her head away, but I relentlessly smeared and stirred her love juices across her tongue.
"How's it taste? Sticky and slutty, right? Know why your pussy secretes this lewd fluid?"
I climbed atop her on the bed and said,
My rock-hard cock throbbed and twitched right in her face.
"H-Ha.... Haaaah...."
Catherine couldn't tear her eyes away, mouth agape as she panted roughly.
I tapped her cheek with my cock and said,
"Nothing special about it. You're just drooling because you want to eat this cock."