Chapter 136: Sexual Relief Secretary Miss M (3)
Chapter 136: Sexual Relief Secretary Miss M (3)
‘I can’t believe I’m actually producing breast milk...’
I had just seen it with my own eyes and felt it with my own body, but it was still hard to process. Is modern science really capable of this? Even though I wasn’t a mother—even though I hadn’t even given birth—the fact that my body could now spray breast milk was simply surreal.
“Is this... permanent, by any chance?”
“Unfortunately not. But there’s no need to worry. Last time, I only had one pill, which was a bit of a problem, but now I have enough for mass production.”
“...A lactation fetish, of all things.”
So, he wanted me to keep taking the pills to maintain this lactating body, like refreshing a skill before the buff ran out? If this was part of a secretary's role, I suppose I had no room to complain.
“But if mass production is possible, does that mean you created a recipe?”
“Indeed. Thanks to the colleagues who researched it with me, of course. I told them we were trying to save the falling birth rate by making breastfeeding easier as an alternative to formula, but this was the real goal all along.”
“Ugh.”
Shin Tae-geon poked my nipple as he spoke. He sounded so proud of himself for deceiving his own colleagues just to turn me into a lactating woman. It was pathetic, yet I couldn't help but find it a little cute.
“Now, why don't you get in?”
“...Was it that obvious I was stalling?”
“Of course. You need to hurry. It’s almost time for a subordinate to come in and give a report.”
“W-wait a second. A subordinate is coming? And you want me under the desk...? Hya?!”
Shin Tae-geon grabbed my shoulders and yanked me down. If there was one silver lining, it was that the space under his desk wasn't that cramped. If it had been as tiny as a school desk where I had to fold myself into a ball, it would have been miserable. I suppose I should count my blessings.
“Ngh, ah...”
As I crouched under the desk, Shin Tae-geon’s crotch filled my vision. If I were still naive, it might have been different, but now that I knew exactly how massive the thing inside those pants was, I couldn't help but feel tense.
“Don't tell me your mouth is watering already?”
“T-that’s not it... Slurp.”
“I was going to praise you for it. You need to get it nice and wet with saliva to make it easier to suck. It also helps when you’re rubbing it between your breasts for a paizuri. It’s a fundamental skill for a secretary.”
Since when was producing a lot of spit a "fundamental skill" for a secretary? For a moment, I was dumbfounded, but then it clicked. I wasn't just a normal secretary; I was a Sexual Relief Secretary. It made perfect sense.
“...Thank you.”
“Then get to work. It sounds like they’re arriving, so I can’t give you any more pointers.”
Shin Tae-geon was definitely insane. For me, the identity of Do Min-jeong was my true self, but it was also a secondary persona in a way. My public identity was the Magical Girl Floss.
Even if I were caught sucking the CEO’s cock in his office like this, I’d just be embarrassed for a moment. I could just quit my job and leave. After a while, no one would remember me, and I could just go back to my hero activities.
But for Shin Tae-geon, it was a different story. He was the son of a chaebol chairman and the CEO of a major pharmaceutical company. If he were caught getting a blowjob, he couldn't just say, ‘Oh well, I’ll just quit the company~’ and call it a day. If he couldn't bury the scandal, the fallout would be uncontrollable.
‘There’s no way he doesn't know that. And yet, he’s still going through with this play...’
It was because of the thrill. The tension of knowing he’d be fucked the moment he was caught. He was committing this madness solely for the pleasure of playing with his Sexual Relief Secretary without getting caught.
‘I feel this every time, but just as I’m not normal, these guys aren't sane either.’
The reason they enjoyed defeat play and sought out villains was that these guys lacked the mental brakes that normal people had. Even if he had turned over a new leaf, Shin Tae-geon was still a former villain. In other words, he possessed the innate strength of a male fit to dominate a female.
Ziiip—
As I unzipped him and pulled his designer underwear and trousers down to his ankles, his giant cock was revealed. No matter how many times I saw it, I couldn't help but marvel at its formidable size. As if possessed, I leaned in and began to sniff it.
Just the scent alone made my nipples harden. As if pointing out my body's reaction, Shin Tae-geon pressed down on my nipples with both index fingers.
“Hng... ah?”
Just as a moan was about to escape my lips, there was a knock on the office door. Startled, I covered my mouth with my hands and curled into a ball. I knew it was pointless since I was already hidden under the desk, but it was an instinctive reaction.
“CEO, I’m here to report on the matters we discussed yesterday.”
“Come in.”
The click-clack of heels approached. Judging by the voice, the subordinate was definitely a woman. I was so nervous that I couldn't move even after she entered and stood right in front of the desk.
Slap!
“Ngh, hmph...?!”
That was when it happened. Shin Tae-geon swung his cock and slapped my cheek with it. It was as if he were asking why I wasn't serving him yet—urging me to wet it with my spit and get on with the paizuri and blowjob.
“...CEO?”
“Ah, yes. I’m listening. Seon-yeong, where were we?”
Above the desk, he was having a normal business conversation with a female employee named Seon-yeong, while below the desk, he was engaging in an extraordinary physical dialogue, demanding service from his Sexual Relief Secretary, Do Min-jeong. I was simply amazed that he could balance both acts so nonchalantly.
“Bleh...”
First, I wedged Shin Tae-geon’s massive cock into my cleavage. Keeping my noise to a minimum, I opened my mouth wide and let my tongue hang out, allowing saliva to drip down. Once I decided there was enough to act as lubricant, I began to move my breasts.
‘A tit-pussy onahole... please, enjoy it... ♡’
Even if I couldn't say it out loud, it was the role of a Sexual Relief Secretary to think of lines that would turn a man on. I diligently provided the paizuri service while listening to the conversation between Shin Tae-geon and the employee, Seon-yeong.
“I think that covers it. You may go now.”
“Oh... wait, where did your secretary go? I thought she was new today.”
“Ah, Min-jeong? I’m not sure. She said she was going to the restroom and hasn't been back since.”
Liar. I’m right here. I’m sweating under this desk, working hard on this paizuri, and you’re treating me like some irresponsible MZ-generation rookie...!
“Hmm... wasn't it her first day? Slacking off already, honestly...”
“Haha, since you’re such a capable person, Seon-yeong, I suppose it looks bad to you.”
“Of course. If she’s going to be this lazy from day one, why even get a job... ugh, ahem. I got a bit emotional and spoke too harshly. Please forget I said that.”
“No, I agree. I wonder what she’s doing in the restroom that’s taking so long.”
“Maybe she’s touching up her makeup to look good for you, CEO? Or, well... pfft.”
Wait, why are you laughing? What exactly do you think I’m doing in the restroom? And for the record, I barely even put on any makeup!
How should I put it? From the way the experienced and older-looking Seon-yeong spoke, I could tell she had a negative impression of me from the start.
“By the way, CEO, do you happen to have time this weekend...?”
“Hmm? This weekend? So suddenly?”
“Ah, ahaha... It’s nothing, I just wanted to treat you to a meal as thanks for your help with this project...”
“No, that’s quite alright. Just take the team out for a dinner on my corporate card. I have someone I need to see.”
“Oh...”
So that’s why she looked down on me. She clearly had feelings for Shin Tae-geon, and since I, the Sexual Relief Secretary, would always be by his side, she was jealous. What a spiteful woman.
I continued to pleasure Shin Tae-geon’s cock with my breasts until Seon-yeong closed the door and left, feeling a bit sulky. I was annoyed not just at Seon-yeong, but also at Shin Tae-geon for slandering me by saying I was in the restroom.
“...What did you think of that woman just now?”
“What do you think? She was awful, obviously. Talking behind my back when she doesn't even know me.”
“Keke, I don't know why women are like that. It’s obvious she’s just jealous because you’re pretty, young, and have such huge tits that you can give a tit-pussy paizuri like this.”
“Tit-pussy, ngh... ♡ More importantly, not all women are like that, you know?”
The valley between my breasts was already drenched in pre-cum and sweat. But it didn't feel gross or uncomfortable at all. My mind was filled only with the thought of making the CEO ejaculate as his Sexual Relief Secretary.
Shin Tae-geon stroked my head as if I were a good girl, while I worked my breasts against his cock.
“You’re not a woman, Min-jeong; you’re a female. Don't talk like you understand women.”
“Ugh... h-hyee... ♡”
When Shin Tae-geon leaned down and twisted my nipple, breast milk erupted. Most of it sprayed onto the floor, but a significant amount coated his cock as well.
“He-heee... ♡”
“There’s no way this is a woman. You’re just a female who has a nipple orgasm and sprays milk just from a little pinch.”
“Ugh... y-you must be popular with women, not just females... I bet the person you’re seeing this weekend is a woman too, right?”
“No? It’s you, Min-jeong. Even if I’m a piece of trash, I can’t exactly tell my subordinate that I’m busy spending the whole weekend fucking a pussy-slave female, can I?”
I was only giving him a paizuri, but I felt a throbbing in my lower abdomen. It was that sensation of my womb aching—a feeling I’d experienced a few times before. It was flustering to realize that I was reacting this way just from a few words, without even being directly stimulated there.
“W-weekend... working on the weekend...?”
“A Sexual Relief Secretary has to report to my house on the weekends too. Didn't you know?”
“That’s crazy, that’s...”
“More importantly, your service is lacking. Were you holding back because you were afraid of getting caught? It’s too frustrating; I’ll take matters into my own hands.”
Shin Tae-geon leaned down again and pressed my breasts together as if crushing them inward. Using both hands from the outside, he wedged his cock between my tits and began to rub it violently.
It was a much more intense and rapid movement than when I did it myself. His hands were merciless, showing no concern for whether my delicate breasts were being crushed or if it was painful.
“U-ugh... i-it hurts... ♡”
“Then you should have done a better job. Who told you to be so half-hearted?”
“I was trying my best, hng, hah...!”
“You’re a Sexual Relief Secretary, aren't you? The skills you need aren't accounting or financial management. It’s the ability to get me hard and drain my semen as quickly and as much as possible.”
Shin Tae-geon’s already large cock grew even bigger, as if it were about to burst with semen at any moment. My breasts were already spraying milk from the rough handling. It hurt quite a bit, but the thought that he was about to climax made the pain fade into the background.
“Ngh, I’m coming...!”
“H-hng ♡ Wait, my face is... ngh...!”
The cock, twitching as it pulled out from my cleavage, sprayed a torrent of semen all over my hair and face. As the hot, pungent white liquid coated me, I flushed deep red and reached my own climax just from the scent alone, my eyes rolling back.
“O-ohhh... ♡”
Shin Tae-geon grabbed my head with both hands, admiring my expression.
“Oh dear, I said I’d feed it to you, but it all ended up on your hair and face.”
“Haa, haah... so much semen... ♡”
“You’re already sniffing it like a good girl. But this isn't enough, is it?”
I nodded subconsciously, and as if he had expected it, Shin Tae-geon immediately shoved his cock into my mouth.
