Chapter 65: Sexual Bribery Trip with the Association Chairman (6)
Chapter 65: Sexual Bribery Trip with the Association Chairman (6)
The alcohol seemed to vanish from my system instantly. Come to think of it, I was wearing that. I hadn't given it a second thought while I’d forgotten about it, but now that I was conscious of it, I felt a wave of embarrassment and let out an awkward laugh.
"Pfft, kuhuhu, khahaha!"
The Association Chairman, however, had a different reaction. He wasn't surprised or flustered that I had brought and worn a thong on this trip without being asked. Instead, he looked like he had expected as much.
"I had a feeling, but really... you're just too cute."
"Wait, you knew?"
How could he have known something even I had forgotten I was wearing? I shouted, my face flushing deep red. But as soon as I asked, the memory resurfaced, and I found the answer myself.
Wait, was it earlier?
A Hanbok skirt is wide and long, so you can't catch a glimpse of someone's panties just by them leaning over or crouching. Unless you physically lift the skirt, the only way to know is by touch.
And until just a moment ago, the Chairman had been busy fondling every inch of my body. Even if I was enjoying it to the point of madness, the important fact was that he had been particularly focused on stroking my buttocks.
"I felt something was off, so I checked. To think it was actually true."
"Don't tell me... you were stroking my butt earlier just to check for this?"
He had been constantly caressing my rear through the skirt. Because of the summer heat, the Hanbok skirt provided by the hotel wasn't very thick, and he had sensed it through the fabric. He’d realized something was missing.
"Normally, there's another layer of cloth—panties—under a skirt. So when you rub a girl's butt through a thin skirt, you can usually feel the panty lines hidden underneath. But while I was touching your ass, Min-jeong, I didn't feel a thing."
The Chairman smirked and stepped closer to me.
"So I suspected that maybe you weren't wearing anything under there at all... well, it turns out you were wearing something. In a way, this is even more lewd than wearing nothing."
"What are you, some kind of pervert detective...?"
"It's deductive reasoning built on years of experience. And speaking of perverts, you're quite the contender yourself, aren't you, Min-jeong?"
He forced my legs wide again as I tried to close them, using his knee to press firmly against my pussy over the thong.
"Wearing something like this when I didn't even order you to, like I did with the bikini."
"I'm not a kid anymore, I'm an adult... I can w-wear what I want..."
"Exactly. That's where the thrill comes from. Seeing how much you've grown in just a year."
Looking down at me from above, pinning me down so I couldn't resist, the Chairman looked incredibly dominant. I found myself gulping involuntarily. But it seemed I wasn't the only one salivating; the Chairman was doing the same.
"How much could I have possibly grown in a year...?"
"No. You're different."
The Chairman released one of my legs and gently cupped my breast. Even though I was freed from the restraint, I didn't move my legs back.
"A year ago, you were just a greenhorn who had just become a woman and knew nothing. But now, you've become a magnificent woman who knows how to please a man."
"H-ngh..."
"In just one year, you've achieved more growth than other women could in twenty. I can't help but be impressed."
"Then... am I fully grown now?"
However, the Chairman shook his head at my question.
"There's still the final stage left."
"...The final stage?"
As I tilted my head in confusion, he swept me up into a princess carry and answered.
"I'll show you. Exactly why not a single whistleblower has ever emerged from my 'interviews'."
Holding me in his arms, he strode toward the bedroom.
*
By my estimation, he must have bedded at least ten women, if not more. How was it possible that not a single person had exposed him? That question had always lingered in my mind.
There must have been those who rejected his proposals, and surely some who fled in extreme disgust. I didn't know if the Chairman had forced himself on them in those situations or let them go.
But regardless of which it was, it was strange that even those people kept their mouths shut. Surely not every female hero would offer her body just for a rank upgrade.
...Or would they?
What if all female heroes were actually perverts like me, just hiding it in public?
No, that can't be it.
Therefore, I had to look for the cause in the Chairman himself. There had to be something. A means to silence them so effectively. It could be power, money, or perhaps some kind of ability.
A superpower?
Currently, he was just Hwang Cheol-jin, the Chairman of the Hero Association, but he was also one of the 1st Generation Heroes, the very first of their kind. Of course, he didn't get the Chairman position because he was the strongest or most heroic among them.
It was because no one else survived.
Back in that era when society was sinking into chaos. An era where Gates were popping up everywhere and villains were running rampant, using their uncontrollable powers for selfish gain. Most of the 1st Generation who called themselves heroes didn't make it.
Hwang Cheol-jin, who possessed a certain symbolic value as a 1st Generation Hero who had survived until now despite not being very famous, became the Chairman. Having discovered an unexpected talent for politics, he had successfully led the Association ever since.
However, his actual superpower was a physical enhancement type called 'Strength Enhancement'—so simple it was almost mundane. It was a power that allowed him to exert strength only slightly above that of an average person.
Even S-rank, or even A-rank combat heroes, had that as a basic baseline. My own power was an overwhelming superior version of his. If someone tried to become a hero with a power like that today, they'd be stuck at D-rank for life.
Is Strength Enhancement really his only power?
But after hearing about the interviews—no, the "services"—I couldn't help but be suspicious. Perhaps the Chairman possessed a superpower other than Strength Enhancement.
After all, heroes are a prideful and unyielding bunch. Even if he used power and money, it wouldn't be easy to force female heroes into sex through blackmail and keep it quiet.
If he offered money in exchange for sex, they'd refuse, saying they could earn that much themselves. If he threatened to kick them out of the hero industry for disobeying, they'd just flip him off and say they'd work independently.
And yet, no problems had ever arisen...
Hypnosis? Memory erasure? Time stop?
I lost myself in thought, listing superpowers that sounded like they came straight out of an adult video. There were too many things that couldn't be explained unless he had a power like that.
"Right, I suppose it's time I answered your question."
Having entered the bedroom, the Chairman tossed me onto the bed and began to undress. I sat up, hugging a pillow, and pricked up my ears, watching him strip and reveal his flabby, overweight body right in front of me.
"As you might expect, not everyone agreed to my proposal at first. Many said their rank would naturally rise if they put in the time and effort, and that they had no intention of fast-tracking it by giving me their bodies."
"I figured as much."
"Though more accepted than not... but that's not the point right now. As for me, it was my dream to hold as many female heroes as possible before I retired, so I went for it. Any man would sympathize."
"I don't sympathize at all, you know."
The Chairman chuckled and retorted.
"You can only say that because you're not a man anymore."
I felt like I could have argued back, but the situation was awkward, so I just ended up mumbling. Satisfied, the Chairman continued.
"I don't know what kind of methods you've been imagining, but it's actually quite simple and straightforward."
"What is it then?"
"Well... isn't showing you once better than telling you a hundred times?"
The Chairman turned on his phone's video recording, propped it up on the windowsill, and shrugged. Right, of course there would be video recording. Come to think of it, that was so obvious I’d almost overlooked it.
But video recording alone didn't explain everything. Something had to actually happen in the video for it to be used as blackmail. If the Chairman tried to pounce and a female hero—who was much stronger than him—resisted and pushed him away immediately, the situation would end right there.
How was he able to get the footage?
As if to resolve my doubt immediately, the Chairman climbed onto the bed, wearing only his underwear. He was going to use my body as an example to show me how he had handled the other female heroes.
Thinking that, a sudden question occurred to me. Should I be actively resisting right now?
If the Chairman had approached them like this, I didn't think the female heroes who had been called in for a rank upgrade but hadn't agreed to the sexual proposal would have just sat still...
"You just have to stay still."
"Huh?"
"Not a single one of those bitches used their powers the moment I got close. Basically, they all exercise self-restraint, thinking they shouldn't use their full strength against a Chairman who's weaker than them, and try to talk their way out of it."
It was a perception shared by all heroes. That one must not use their powers recklessly against civilians.
In fact, it was less of a perception and more of an absolute taboo that a hero must follow. And although the Chairman was a 1st Generation Hero, to most active heroes, he was essentially no different from a civilian.
So I should just stay frozen in surprise?
The Chairman's next words came from inside my skirt. He had lifted the Hanbok skirt and buried his head in my crotch.
"I take that opening to spread their legs. If it's a skirt, I go inside; if it's pants, I use Strength Enhancement to strip them off quickly."
"A-and then?"
I expected an answer, but what I got was warm breath. And before I could even process it, my panties vanished in an instant. I felt a pang of regret since I’d put effort into picking them out, but before I could voice it, a wet, hot tongue swept across my slit.
"H-ngh?!"
At the sudden sensation, I instinctively tried to lift my legs and push him away, but it was no use. Normally, I could have easily brushed him off with just a fraction of my strength, so why? For some reason, as my pussy was being licked, my body felt completely drained of power.
"W-wait a second...! M-my body... I can't move... ♡"
I was already dizzy from the heavy drinking, but with his skillful tongue darting in and swirling around, it felt like my brain was being blasted into outer space. My vision sparked, and my waist began to tap-dance on its own as if convulsing.
"Eek... h-ngh?! Ah, ah-haang... ♡"
Every time a wet, slurping sound echoed, my body shuddered and twisted, showing an extreme reaction. It was the kind of reaction that would make even an ordinary man delude himself into thinking he had incredible technique.
But the Chairman's oral skills were beyond words. It felt as if the signals coming from below were molding my brain at will.
"S-stop... ♡ Just let me r-rest for a second... ♡ Something strange is coming... ♡ I'm going... I'm going to come...! ♡"
I understood it with my body. Why no one had resisted even though he had forced himself on them. And why not a single whistleblower existed even after they went home.
Drugs... this is a drug...
A technique far more incredible than superpowers, money, or status. I had never experienced drug addiction, alcoholism, or even caffeine addiction. But it felt like I had developed a condition I could never tell anyone about.
Addicted to being eaten out...
Had the other female heroes kept quiet because they wanted to experience this again? Or was there something even more incredible waiting later?
I didn't know being licked felt this good...?
I had often played the role of serving a man. Because I liked being the one it was done to. But I had rarely experienced play where a man served me. At most, it was being fingered by Shin Tae-geon.
I had sucked many cocks, but I had never really been licked down there. I hadn't expected much. But now that I was being rendered helpless by the Chairman's oral skills, I realized my previous assumptions were completely wrong.
This isn't being served... this is being tormented too... ♡
Not a cock, not a finger, but my entire body being controlled by a mouth and a tongue. The sensation of my orgasm being dictated by a man's mouth. The feeling of my precious place being treated as just another piece of food as it was consumed.
A sensation of something massive surging forth. I couldn't hold back any longer. The tongue that had been swirling inside swept around my G-spot before poking it with perfect timing.
"Ah, ah-huuuuuuh?! I-I'm going to squirt...! ♡ Mister, your face, move your face... ah-haang! ♡"
Splurt—! Splash—!
Except for the times I had climaxed from a cock, I had never squirted so magnificently. Even I, who had just sprayed all over his face, was so apologetic and flustered that I couldn't stop trembling.
I have no strength in my body...
Even though I had climaxed, my stamina didn't return. My body still wouldn't move, and the Chairman didn't stop. It was as if the oral sex had just been the warm-up, and the real thing was only just beginning.
"R-right now?! Just give me a moment..."
"Didn't you say you wanted to experience exactly what the female heroes I've had went through?"
"Does that mean...?"
Did they all squirt from oral sex and then go straight into penetration without a break? The smile slowly faded from my lips.
"I-I think I've experienced enough by now... I don't even care about a rank upgrade, and as you know, I wasn't originally a girl, so you should go to real women instead of someone like me..."
"What are you talking about? You're already a real woman."
I barely had time to gasp before he continued.
"You must be wondering why I came all the way on a trip with you, when for the others, it ended in the Chairman's office or over a meal."
"H-how did you..."
"Isn't it obvious? When you're eating the most delicious food, you have to show a certain level of etiquette."
The tip of the Chairman's cock, as thick as a sweet potato, touched my entrance. It was a good thing I was loosened up from the oral sex; if he had just shoved it in, it wouldn't have been strange if I’d torn. Even if I didn't know about the length, the girth was even more impressive than Michael's.
"I mentioned the final stage. This is it."
"You said I was already a real woman, so what final stage could there be..."
"A woman is only truly complete when she's been bred by a cock and turned into a female."
At that point, I realized the Chairman was making a huge mistake. After all, I had been bred many times already, and I was more than qualified to be called a 'female.'
Did he think I was some kind of virgin-bitch who had zero experience but could feel through her nipples and suck cock well? Did he still have that 'daughter' image of me, believing like any father that 'our Min-jeong' would never be a lewd, masochistic slut who threw her body around?
"Wait, there's a misunderstanding..."
But the Chairman didn't give me a chance to clear it up.
"Oh, ohooooook! ♡"
Sure enough, as I let out a vulgar moan upon being impaled by his cock, the Chairman muttered softly.
"...You're not a virgin?"
I have to clear up the misunderstanding.
Otherwise, I'll unintentionally end up breaking his expectations.
...And people tend to get angry when that happens.
I'm screwed.
A bad premonition.
I clenched my pussy tight in nervousness.