Chapter 36
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 36
Chapter Title: A Decent Cum Dump
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I'll forgive you since you're a pretty decent cum dump. (♡)
May 15th, Wednesday.
Today's Episode 3 of Fixer from Hell—where will the ratings head...?
Fixer from Hell, the Wednesday-Thursday drama soaring at 21.3% ratings, kicks off Episode 3 today...
Actors from Fixer from Hell spark buzz with unique promises! Son Sia, Lee Jae-hoon, Jung Woo-jin...
The media was buzzing with promotions for Fixer from Hell without the production team even needing to push it.
The broadcast stations weren't about to miss out on the hype either.
Heart-gripping scene-stealer 'Heechun'—compilation of his appearances. ZIP
Femme fatale charm of Son Sia and the cynical Lee Jae-hoon—chemistry compilation. ZIP
If you have a weak heart, don't watch—honest review of Fixer from Hell!
Amid the frenzy, key scenes were edited into clips and uploaded to Nutube, while pre-arranged reviewer videos dropped simultaneously, dominating people's algorithms.
I stopped by Stone Actors to pick up the new script and decided to watch the drama in the spacious CEO's office.
With the massive screen and adjustable lighting, it felt just like a mini theater. The glittering Seoul night view outside was the cherry on top.
"This is nice. I should come here more often."
Thwack! Smack! Thud! Smack smack—!
"Hak! Ahhk! Ahhaak...!!"
I gave the leash in my hand a light yank. Baek Hee-jin's collar tightened around her neck as she knelt before me, ass up, causing her back to arch sharply.
"Eek...?!"
For popcorn to munch on while watching the drama, I'd chosen CEO Baek Hee-jin herself. Though buttered squid might suit the vibe better than popcorn.
With the broadcast about to start, I slowed my hips and silenced her mouth.
"Be quiet. The show's starting soon."
"Y-Yes...!"
Finally, after the commercial featuring Son Sia, Episode 3 of Fixer from Hell began.
It quickly recapped last week's events with close-ups of the three main faces, then dove into a full-shot slow-motion of the standoff between 'Heechun' and the two protagonists.
'Heechun' couldn't quite compose his expression, but his movements were lightning-fast. In an instant, he swung his knife toward the victim 'Eun-mi'.
Son Sia's 'Hye-ri' stylishly knocked the blade away, but...
'Heechun' had already subdued Lee Jae-hoon's 'Byeong-chan' and slipped out of the scene.
- Ngh...! Damn it...!
Despite his preparations, 'Byeong-chan' crumpled from a blow to his side, groaning as he scrambled up. 'Hye-ri' clicked her tongue and vanished from the spot in a flash.
The scene cut to 'Heechun' racing through a dark alley, shown from afar, with 'Hye-ri's' narration overlaying.
- Sorry, but darkness is my friend.
After a tense chase, 'Heechun' suddenly halted in the shadowy alley.
- ......
Even after all that sprinting, 'Heechun' was still breathing steadily through his nose, barely making a sound.
'Hye-ri' emerged from the shadows.
- What's wrong? Why not keep running?
- ......
'Heechun' tilted his head after a brief silence.
- Weird. You look so alike, no matter how I see it...
- Spouting nonsense again.
- Acting like you're doing something grand? Killing one or two people changes nothing in the world... That's—
He paused, then continued.
- Isn't it just too boring?
In this nail-biting moment of life or death, 'Heechun' lunged at 'Hye-ri' without warning. His wrestling skills shone as he dropped his center of gravity in a blink, targeting her legs—but
Thud—.
Even with her legs grabbed, 'Hye-ri' didn't fall. She braced herself, slamming her elbow into 'Heechun's back. He let out a choked gasp and collapsed into the alley.
This hulking 'Heechun' had been overpowered by a slender woman, yet he raised no questions. He just let out an empty laugh.
- Heh heh...
He merely pressed his forehead to the grimy pavement. With 'Heechun' pinned, 'Hye-ri' called out to someone.
- Come out. No point hiding. You've been there since earlier.
'Byeong-chan' stepped from the darkness, silent in shock at the scene.
- Punish scum like this with the law? For real?
- ......
- You saw it, right? That 'rehabilitation' you talk about only works to a point. On a guy like this? Ha.
That was when it happened.
The 'Heechun' pinned under 'Hye-ri' began convulsing.
'Byeong-chan' rushed over, flipping him, and found 'Heechun' with eyes rolled back and a deathly pale face.
Drip—.
Blood trickled from his mouth.
- He bit his tongue...?!
'Heechun' came to, lifting the corner of his mouth in a hazy sneer—not his usual perfect smile, but a sly, repulsive grin anyone would hate.
He spat out his mangled tongue, smiling calmly.
No regret or worry on his face. Just satisfaction at going out on his own terms.
'Byeong-chan' panicked, stripping off his jacket to staunch the bleeding, but 'Heechun' clenched his teeth in resistance. Fresh blood welled up.
- Krk, heh...
Gazing at 'Byeong-chan's' twisted face of helplessness, 'Heechun's' expression held even ecstasy.
Then 'Hye-ri' spoke in a chilling tone.
- Come on out. Isn't this enough?
Shoving 'Byeong-chan' aside, black flames flickered on 'Hye-ri's' right hand.
- Again, that...! Same damn thing...!
The hand that dragged villains to hell. Once it touched him, this criminal would vanish from the world without legal justice. Forever.
'Byeong-chan' believed private retribution was always wrong, but this time, he couldn't bring himself to stop her.
And 'Heechun' felt an inexplicable dread from the approaching 'Hye-ri'.
As she drew near, fear crept onto 'Heechun's' face for the first time. When 'Hye-ri' declared judgment sternly, tears streamed from his eyes.
- True judgment awaits after you fall to hell.
- U-ughh...?!
With a guttural cry of terror, black flames engulfed him. The ground caved in, and 'Heechun's' body plummeted into the abyss.
His fading screams marked the episode's end.
The first arc closed with the incident that sparked the uneasy alliance between 'Hye-ri' and 'Byeong-chan'.
"Phew..."
Excluding flashbacks, that wrapped up my screen time.
Not quite refreshing—more like lingering regret. My acting wasn't awkward, but it wasn't exceptional either. Was I just getting pickier, or had better opportunities raised the bar?
'Should I have used Mammon's Reward on my acting skill...?'
With Son Sia's 'Acting Genius (A)', plus the reward from Mammon, I could've hit A+.
Regretting holding back, I vented by slamming my hips upward hard.
Baek Hee-jin, who'd muffled her moans through the whole episode, shrieked at the sudden deep thrust.
"Ah, ahhk...?!"
Flipping on the lights with the remote, I saw her pussy—still impaled on my cock after nearly an hour—melted into a sloppy mess, juices flowing freely.
The stuffed hole convulsed nonstop, squirting fluids, pooling a small puddle of girl-cum between her thighs on the floor.
"Fucking agency CEO, huh. Not even monitoring your own actor's drama—just leaking pussy juice everywhere?"
"Hngh... N-No, I-I watched... I watched it all..."
"Oh yeah? What's my last line then?"
"...Th-That...!"
I chuckled, gripping her plump moon-like ass and thrusting.
Squelch, splurt, splurt, spluuurt, splurt—!
"Ack, eekh...! Hn, t-too deeeep...!"
Our soaked junction produced sticky flesh-slaps echoing through the room with every push.
Matching those lewd sounds, her chewy walls clung tight, dragging on my cock even as I pulled back.
"Eh, whatever. Can't remember? Fine, I'll forgive you. You're a pretty decent cum dump after all."
"Hek, heuk...! Th-Thank you...! Hngh...!"
"Up you go! Time for a walk."
I hoisted her hips, lifting her clean off the floor. Her leash clattered down, and carrying her by the backs of her thighs, I pounded away while dragging her around the office.
By the window overlooking the dark-yet-bright Seoul skyline.
"Here it comes!"
"O-Oh! Ooooh?!"
To commemorate my final scene in my debut drama, I unleashed a massive load into the agency CEO's pussy.
Spurt, gloooorp, spurt—.
Baek Hee-jin braced against the glass, panting raggedly, her breath fogging it white.