Chapter 140: Sexual Relief Secretary Miss M - Interlude
Chapter 140: Sexual Relief Secretary Miss M - Interlude
“Ngh, ah……♡”
“If you make sounds like that, you’ll get caught, you know?”
Shin Tae-geon and I made the most of the remaining thirty minutes. At his request to do it somewhere other than the car this time, we were in the office where the meeting was supposed to take place.
“You said it was an… important meeting… aren’t you scared… ngh♡ of getting caught…?”
“That’s what makes it more thrilling.”
“Seriously, Mr. Shin… there’s definitely something wrong with your brain…!”
Inside the innermost stall of the men’s restroom, Shin Tae-geon had me bracing against the wall with my hips pushed out, pounding me from behind in doggystyle. He had a particular skill for this: whenever someone entered the restroom, he’d slow down to a teasing crawl, only to slap my buttocks with a loud thwack and drive in roughly the moment they left.
“Hngh… ah, ngh…♡”
“Doesn’t this bring back memories? It’s all coming back to me. How about you?”
“Haah♡ I-I don’t know… I don’t remember some subway molester who tried to take my virginity and then pump and dump me…!”
“Ouch, that hurts. But honestly, this place is much cleaner and nicer than that restroom, isn’t it?”
Being humiliated like this in a public restroom where we could be discovered at any moment was always my cup of tea. At the same time, it was exactly the kind of thing that turned on Shin Tae-geon—a man so starved for desire that he used to go around molesting people while invisible.
“Lately… ahh…♡ you haven’t been doing that, right…?”
“Doing what?”
“The molesting… you don’t do that anymore, right?♡”
“Of course not. That was, how should I put it… a means to express suppressed desires. Nothing else was quite as stimulating back then.”
Shin Tae-geon wasn’t just excited by the act of groping young, beautiful women on the subway. He was turned on by the fact that he—the CEO of a major corporation and the son of a chaebol chairman—was committing such acts while invisible, teetering on the edge of discovery.
In a way, he was similar to me. Of course, I wasn’t just excited by the thought of a Magical Girl of justice being turned into a bitch whimpering under a villain’s cock; I also genuinely loved the pleasure itself.
‘At first, I only enjoyed the sense of depravity, but now I just love being pounded deep by a cock……♡’
But Shin Tae-geon didn't go around doing those things anymore. As he said, it was an unhealthy outlet for suppressed desires. Now, he had found a much better method.
Unlike molesting, this method was healthy in the sense that the other party enjoyed it too—though it certainly wasn't any less lewd.
“I can just pour everything into my Sexual Relief Secretary, Min-jeong, so when would my desires ever have a chance to be suppressed? If anything, I’m squeezing out every drop of desire I have just to keep up with you.”
“He-heheh… then, should I squeeze even more out of you…?”
“Just how much are you planning to take? Are you sure you’re not actually a succubus instead of a Magical Girl?”
A succubus. For a female, there was no higher praise. To be compared to a legendary being—the ultimate female that shouldn't even exist in this world. Feeling a surge of pride, I tightened my anal—no, my back pussy.
“Ngh… that’s it. This hole has a completely different flavor. It feels fresh every single time.”
“Thank youuuu…….”
“To think you’d thank me for fucking your anal pussy… you’re finally becoming a complete Sexual Relief Secretary. To reach this level in just one day, you really do have a talent for being a human toilet.”
“A talent for being a human toilet… don’t say that…….”
“It feels like a waste to keep you all to myself at this rate… Should I just install you in the men’s employee restroom? Or maybe the breakroom so the female staff can use you too?”
He was so mischievous. I knew his personality—he would never share his things with others. Even now, as he relentlessly drove his cock into my pink anal pussy, the reason he said such things was simple.
He wanted me to beg. He wanted me to plead to be his and his alone. For me, the ending of being a piece of company equipment or a public human toilet was fresh enough that it wouldn't be so bad, but there was only one right answer to give here.
“Hah… n-no…♡ Please… make me your personal… Sexual Relief Secretary, your personal onahole…♡!!”
“Asking so cheekily again. I guess you need a punishment, don’t you?”
“Ahhnng……♡”
Shin Tae-geon pretended to be angry at my plea, but I could see he was incredibly aroused. His thrusting speed accelerated instantly, and I could feel his cock getting even harder and larger inside me. The stinging slaps on my buttocks only added to the heat.
“Punish your naughty secretary, Mr. Shin… fill me up, fill me deep inside… ahh…♡”
“I was planning to do that anyway…?! Attend the meeting with both your pussy and your back pussy filled with my semen…!!”
Splurt! Spurt!
My pussy was already holding the semen from when he creampied me in the car. Now, followed by an internal anal ejaculation, the sensation of being conquered in both my front and back holes by Shin Tae-geon’s semen left me in a lingering daze.
“……Whew.”
“Why is there so much? It’s so thick this time too, and the volume is……”
“Must be the zinc supplements I’ve been taking. But you know, you look quite good like that.”
Shin Tae-geon changed his posture to sit normally on the toilet and chuckled as he looked at me with my legs spread. Seeing me dripping semen from both my pussy and my back pussy, I wondered if he was imagining me as some kind of double dispenser.
“You’re like a water cooler. One side for cold water, one side for hot.”
“They’re both hot. When you pour it inside, it feels like it’s burning……”
“How would I know that? Only a cum toilet like you would know. Why would a man need to know what that feels like?”
“……I guess that’s true.”
There was no need to mention that I used to be a man. Regardless, I was a woman now—no, a female. And the happiness I felt when semen was poured inside me was far too satisfying. It felt like a loss that I had lived my life without knowing this until now.
However, I had no intention of spreading this knowledge so others could feel it too. Some things in the world are meant to be kept to oneself. While I was sure many other women knew this sensation, there was no reason to go out of my way to increase the competition.
“More importantly, can I really attend the meeting like this? You’re the one leading it, but I have to be by your side.”
“Didn’t you bring a slime?”
“I, I forgot…….”
“It’s not a dangerous day, is it?”
I did a quick calculation in my head before speaking. Even I thought I was a bit of a crazy bitch for not calculating this beforehand, but anyway.
“It’s not.”
“That’s a shame.”
“……Pardon?”
“Just kidding. But if you stand up like this, you’ll keep dripping everywhere, so we need some drastic measures. Especially since you came to work with no panties today.”
“And no bra.”
Shin Tae-geon chuckled, told me to wait a moment, and stepped out of the stall.
To be left alone in a men’s restroom, sitting on the toilet in a woman’s body, dripping semen into the water… this neglect play alone was enough to fry my brain. And with only a few minutes left until the meeting, I wondered what kind of "drastic measures" he was going to come up with.
Creak—
‘Is he back?!’
As my heart pounded harder, the restroom door opened and closed several times. None of them were Shin Tae-geon. I started to worry that someone might report the stall for being occupied too long.
Those few minutes felt like an eternity. To my relief, Shin Tae-geon returned just in time and knocked on the stall door.
“I brought it. This should be enough, right? It won’t show from the outside.”
“……I hate you, seriously.”
What Shin Tae-geon brought back was a baby diaper. Throughout the entire meeting, while I faced the other company’s executives with a smile, I had to let the semen Shin had pumped into me leak into the diaper I was wearing instead of panties.
*
Having grown accustomed to my role as Shin Tae-geon’s Sexual Relief Secretary in just a single day, I continued my life as a secretary for a while. In the mornings, I would make him mix coffee using my breast milk, and whenever he felt like it, I’d run to him, cooing "Mr. Shin, Mr. Shin~" to provide services like paizuri or blowjobs.
Of course, if he was satisfied with my service, it often led to the real thing. At this point, it wouldn't be wrong to call me an office wife—no, an office onahole. Shin Tae-geon even spent a long time debating which title was better: Sexual Relief Secretary or Office Onahole.
“……I think it’s about time I head back.”
“A Common Sense Alteration Zone was discovered, right? It took longer than I expected. Thanks to that, I got to enjoy you for a bit longer.”
“That’s classified information, how did you… sigh, I’m sure you have your ways. Anyway, since you already know, this conversation will be quick.”
The information I had squeezed out of the Beast Tamer. The operation to develop a Common Sense Alteration Zone planned by the hypnotist Han Yoo-seong. It seemed that his bold plan to create these zones using the "Gate Remnants"—the power left behind in places where Gates had once appeared—was finally starting to surface.
“They say it’s not just one or two places. It looks like they’ll need my strength.”
“Well, then you have to go. I can’t exactly keep you here, can I?”
“Uh, oh…? You’re not going to try and stop me?”
“Did you want me to? It’s strange how you’re so feminine in moments like this. Not like a female or a toilet, but like a woman.”
“……That’s not what I meant.”
My face flushed, though it wasn't because he had hit the nail on the head. Why would he say that? And how could he say it so casually, so naturally, as if it were just an everyday observation? It made me feel strange.
“As for why I’m not stopping you, the reason is simple. You’ll come back whenever I call you anyway.”
“Aren’t you being a bit too confident?”
“You might not realize it yourself, but you’ve already been quite deeply trained as my Sexual Relief Secretary. Isn't it more natural for you to call me 'Mr. Shin' or 'Master' now, rather than calling me by my full name or 'Invisible' like you used to?”
“That’s because you…… ngh♡”
I couldn't deny it. To think I had changed this much after only a few days as a secretary. Now, the image of Shin Tae-geon as the aggressive invisible subway molester I first met was fading, replaced by the image of a refined yet sly CEO and Master who was training me.
Had he changed after meeting me? Or was he always like this, and only briefly different back then because of his suppressed desires?
I had no way of knowing, but what was certain was that he had influenced me just as much as I had influenced him. It wasn't just mental, like getting used to the conduct of a secretary. It was physical too, like the fact that my breasts now produced milk.
“I guarantee it. You won’t be able to help but return when I call. You’ll find a way, even if you have to squeeze it into your schedule.”
“I can’t be sure about that…….”
“Even if you don't realize it, you’ll think of me every morning when you habitually squeeze your breasts to make coffee. You’ll stare at your phone, debating whether or not to send a simple greeting. You’ll think it’s vulgar to just call me out of the blue and ask for my cock, even though you know that lewd side of you is what suits you best. You’ll try to ignore it, but you’ll know.”
“Like I said, you don’t know that for sure…….”
“If the medicine wears off and you stop producing milk, you’ll actually be happy. Because then you’ll have an excuse to contact me. You’ll come back to me with all sorts of excuses—how satisfying it was to produce milk, or how you miss making your morning coffee with it.”
Listening to Shin Tae-geon’s lecture, I trembled, desperately holding back an orgasm. I didn't want to look like some pathetic bitch who came just from hearing lewd words in a deep voice.
But in the end, my efforts failed. I stood there, trying to look determined on the outside while water dripped from under my skirt.
“Don’t act like you know the future. You’re not the Queen, hmph.”
“Hahaha, true. I could be wrong.”
Shin Tae-geon laughed heartily, then suddenly turned serious, giving me a warning.
“But if you do come back, think carefully before you call. Because next time, it won’t end with you just being a Sexual Relief Secretary.”
“If it’s not just a Sexual Relief Secretary, then what…… I-I mean?! Not that I’m curious or anything!!”
“Since you’re curious, I’ll tell you. Next time, your workplace won’t be the office; it’ll be my house.”
“Your house……?”
As I muttered to myself blankly, Shin Tae-geon wore a devious smirk.
“A Sex Maid, or a pet bitch. Or maybe both.”
“That’s……”
“You’re looking forward to it, aren’t you? Congratulations. When that time comes, you’ll find the title 'Master' much more natural than 'Mr. Shin'.”
While pretending to be unfazed, I found myself picturing what I would look like as a pet maid.
- ‘Master, please punish your pet maid Min-jeong’s pussy♡’
……I suddenly wanted to get off work and go home to masturbate.