Chapter 5
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 5
Chapter Title: Lost Count Down There (♡)
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Her vision was blurry. Her body felt as limp as a wet towel, sagging heavily.
"Hoo..."
She was already exhausted from running back and forth to the set, and then she'd pulled an all-nighter in that state.
All to covet Son Sia's talents... and her body.
I let out a deep sigh as I gazed at the woman sprawled on the bed like she was dead.
It was the actress Son Sia, who'd been tormented by me from last evening until nearly dawn.
She lay there utterly naked, her pale skin fully exposed, motionless as a corpse.
Not actually dead, of course.
She'd just passed out after being fucked nearly to death.
Her eyes rolled back, mascara smeared from tears, mouth agape with clear drool stains around it.
It was hard to believe this was the same femme fatale actress who'd captivated the public with her deadly allure—now utterly disheveled.
Squelch, squelch, squuuuuelch—
Even as I wiggled my fingers buried in her pussy, Son Sia showed no reaction.
I yanked them out with a flick, and they came away coated in a thick mix of her juices and my cum.
Drip—
I wiped the drenched fingers across her lips and cheeks.
How many times had I done it? No idea—didn't count the pussy.
I thought back to last night.
To max out her subordination level in one night, I'd followed the conditions like a madman.
Pierced her virgin pussy, broke in her ass, then dragged her to the bathroom to wash up.
That was probably around 62.5%, if memory served.
After that, it was a battle of stamina and time.
I paced myself to conserve energy. Grabbed energy drinks from the nearby convenience store and chugged them between rounds.
Even after her subordination hit over 50%, Son Sia's prickly attitude didn't fade.
But thanks to the first-stage subordination effect, she started obeying my every command, even while cursing me out.
I hauled her around the apartment, slamming my cock into her everywhere. The night view from the 20th floor was stunning—I smashed her face against the window and came inside her several times.
When my dick wouldn't get hard, I'd torment her body relentlessly with fingers and toys.
Forced her thighs apart as she screamed for mercy, making her squirt until her bladder was empty.
At 87.5%, I clipped laundry pegs to her nipples and tongue, wrapped a belt around her neck, and dragged her around like a dog.
Whenever my cock stiffened again, I'd ram it back into whatever hole tempted me. Before I knew it, subordination hit 100%, and the sun was rising outside.
I hadn't absorbed every single one of Son Sia's talents, but I'd taken everything available to me.
And now, my current talents were these:
Chosen Exceptional Appearance (A+)
Acting Genius (A)
Precise Body Control (B+)
Natural Acting Gestures (B+)
Quick Emotional Immersion into Roles (B+)
Natural Smile (B)
Fluent English Conversation (B)
Unshakable Composure (B)
Dazzling Driving Skills (C+)
My original Warm Handsome Appearance (B+) and Acting Dullard (D) had vanished from the list, absorbed into higher talents.
Just looking at it was satisfying.
In just one night.
Acting Dullard had become Acting Genius, and Warm Handsome Appearance had upgraded to Chosen Exceptional Appearance.
An astonishing transformation.
And that wasn't all. Son Sia's diverse talents had stacked up perfectly for an actor like me—a treasure trove.
The most immediately noticeable was 'Chosen Exceptional Appearance'.
I'd acquired it the moment her subordination hit 100%, and I'd bolted to the bathroom mirror to check it out.
The face staring back at me...
- Wow...!
It was a fantastical, jaw-dropping look that drew out an involuntary gasp.
Having been in the industry for a good while, I could say with confidence: this put me in the top ten. Not just competing on looks, but each with their unique charm.
By that logic, an A+ talent meant top-tier national level.
"Ha, can't wait."
My body was wrecked with fatigue, but my mind soared lighter than ever.
Son Sia woke to blinding morning sunlight, dazed and unsure if last night was a dream or reality.
"Ah, aack...!"
As she tried to sit up, agony tore through her crotch like it was ripped apart.
Her creamy white skin, even her pubes shaved clean—her swollen pussy was on full display.
"That crazy bastard..."
She cursed under her breath, then frantically checked if he'd heard.
Woo-jin was asleep in the corner of the bed.
A murderous impulse flickered in her chest.
She admitted she'd grown rougher with her obedient manager over time.
'But even so, how could he treat a person like...'
After a night of brutal sexual abuse, Son Sia felt utterly wretched and devastated.
Of course, at some point she'd gotten swept up in the heat and just followed orders—but that was clearly due to the assault and verbal abuse.
"Fuck, what if I get pregnant, you asshole...?"
Between her legs, dried crusts of semen and juices flaked off starkly.
Luckily it was a safe day, but Woo-jin couldn't have known that.
"Has he really lost his mind...?"
As she staggered to her feet, both holes suddenly felt full, like she needed to void.
"Ahh, fuck..."
Clutching the wall, she wobbled to the bathroom.
Her stinging pussy leaked milky fluid nonstop. Her ass too.
She rinsed it away with the low water pressure.
The madman had cum so much—she sat there forever, but it kept oozing out.
"Fucking prick, I should report this to the cops right now..."
Clunk—
Her body froze like it had short-circuited.
Thud.
She fell flat on her ass.
"Huh...?"
Report? She couldn't.
Far from it—heat rushed to her face. Her pussy itched.
The bathroom floor reeked of last night's flowers, the sticky white turbidity still dripping, her pussy and ass aching yet tingling.
She unwittingly let out a heated breath.
"Haa..."
Her hand drifted downward on instinct. She jolted, shoulders twitching, and yanked it back.
"W-what the hell is wrong with me? Fuck..."
The day after the final shoot of [Don't Look for Me].
"W-wait!!"
"Shut up and suck, you bitch."
"Ughp...!!"
The power of 100% subordination.
Son Sia still acted prickly toward me, but it was just attitude—she obeyed every command.
Spread her pussy? She did. Get on all fours and part her ass cheeks? Gladly.
Of course, shoving my cock between those lips was no problem either.
Even after last night's ordeal, she never bared her teeth.
Like now.
Slurp, sluuuurp, slurp, sluuuurp, sluuuuurp—
Lips that could go viral across articles, SNS, and YouTube with a single pout were now sucking my cock.
Thrusting out like a duck's beak, vulgarly, foaming with spit, messy as hell.
"Suck it right?"
I grabbed her hair as she bobbed up and down on my shaft and yanked her straight into my crotch.
"Gag, guuugh... gag..."
Her throat clenched tight around my glans, retching sounds erupting nonstop.
"Kek, kek...! Keheuk...!!"
Son Sia thrashed wildly from lack of air.
I let go, and she snapped her head up, coughing and hacking.
I raised my fist and snarled at her.
"You bitch, you dare make that face while sucking your master's cock? Get back on it!"
"Keheuk, w-wait...! I'll suck it right away... don't hit me..."
Terror in her eyes, she waved her hands frantically and plunged her head back into my groin.
"Umm..."
Slurp, sluuuurp, slurp, sluuuurp, sluuuuurp—
"Deeper."
She bowed her head lower at my order, sucking harder.
The twitching contractions around my cock each time.
The sticky dangling saliva, the warm wet mouth-pussy of an actress—it was getting impossible to hold back.
"Cumming! Vomit it up again and you're dead."
"Uuuup?!"
I gripped her hair with both hands, yanked her in, and my cock erupted.
Spurt, spuuurt, spuuuurt—
Even after I finished, I held her trembling head a while longer before releasing.
"Keurgh! Kruh...! Keuha..."
Remembering the beating from last time she puked, Son Sia tilted her flushed, breathless face up and gulped for air.
Cum pooled in her open mouth.
"Savor it."
She swirled the load on her tongue as ordered, tasting every nuance with all her taste buds.
"Swallow."
Gulp—Guuulp—
So much she needed two swallows.
"Behe..."
She opened wide for inspection.
"What do you say after eating it all?"
Face burning with shame, she spat out the lewd words fluently.
"Thanks to Master, I got to fill my belly with cum... delicious..."
I pinched her cheeks, stretching her open mouth.
Toward my still-heaving cock.
Drip—
A remnant glob splattered on her nose.
"It's filthy—clean it up."
With trembling eyes, she knelt and slowly took my cock back in her mouth.
Slurp, sluuuurp, slurp—
Her tongue lapped the shaft, lips sucking away the leftover cum.
Early morning full-service fellatio from my charge? Pure bliss.
"You know you've got that next-project meeting today? Get ready soon."
"Uup...!"