Human Chairs and the Fully Automatic Living Onahole
“Hi, I’m Lee Seoyeon. Master Seongtae’s Human Toilet No. 1. Think that’s a good enough intro?”
“That’s it?”
“To me, being Master Seongtae’s Human Toilet No. 1 is the most important thing in the world!”
It’ll be a sight to see when I eventually snap Seoyeon out of her hypnosis. Can’t wait.
“That’s enough self-intros. Let’s all get along from now on. And everyone, sit on the floor.”
“Yes, Master!”
The four of them scurried over and sat down.
“Seoyeon, you too.”
“Yesss!”
Seoyeon plopped down next to Ayoung and ran her hands over her belly.
“Ayoung, your tummy’s all bloated. Is that Master’s cum? You snuck in some sex without me, didn’t you?”
“N-no, Seoyeon. How could I ever... My belly’s just full of Master’s piss.”
Seoyeon licked her lips, looking disappointed.
“What? Master~! Wait for me next time. Hiiing.”
“Yeah, looks like Ayoung needs some re-education. She let it reflux and all.”
“What? Ayoung, you messing up?”
Seoyeon poked at Ayoung’s swollen belly.
“S-Seoyeon... I feel like I’m gonna puke. Please... stop...”
I clapped my hands sharply.
“Quiet, quiet. I’m about to explain the plan, so listen up and carry out your roles.”
No furniture around, so I just stood there and spread my arms wide.
“Alright, pay attention. Anyway, we’re remodeling the entire building.”
Dalgeon raised his hand.
“What?”
“Master Seongtae, can I pull out my laptop?”
“Uh, yeah. Sure, jot it down.”
The two lawyers pulled laptops from their bags.
“Hmm, yeah. From now on, we’re calling this place our private ‘Sex Building’ among ourselves.”
“Yep, yep. Sounds good.”
“First off, here’s how we’ll use the spaces. There’s a cafe and convenience store on the first floor, right?”
Dalgeon raised his hand again.
“What now?”
“Master Seongtae, are we hypnotizing the cafe owner too?”
“...?”
Hypnosis? Huh. I’d only thought about kicking them out, but why not just take it over ourselves?
Cafe... cafe... Maid Cafe?
Genius.
Whenever I want, I can have it packed with cute maids serving in the nude behind closed curtains.
Shame I can’t hypnotize everyone in one go.
Still pretty cheat-level as is.
“Master Seongtae?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah. The cafe on the first floor becomes a maid cafe.”
“Ooh, maid cafe. As expected of Master Seongtae.”
Seoyeon raised her hand.
“Me! Me! I wanna be Master’s maid at the cafe!”
“You’re gonna watch me practice from now on. If you really want, do idol stuff and moonlight there sometimes.”
“Okay, got it.”
Might as well take over the convenience store that’s already there.
“Hypnotize the convenience store owner too, and make it so our company folks can grab whatever basics they need for free.”
“Great idea!”
Stock up on tons of condoms?
Sukja raised her hand.
“Sukja showing some initiative for once? What’s up?”
“You just said you’re starting a company. Can I join yours, Master Seongtae? Honestly, I wanna leave Donggang Group.”
“You? Depends on your skills, right? Plus, you’ve probably got a contract.”
“No, I’m hired as external consultant, so contract’s fine. And Master Seongtae! I’ve handled all kinds of dirty work. You can tell from Ollie’s personality.”
“Oh yeah, speaking of that—who set this up? Ollie’s oppa, Choi Kanghyuk? What’s the connection?”
“That’s... hard to explain right now.”
“What’s so hard?”
“Sorry. It’d take too long, so I’ll tell you separately.”
“Fine, whatever. Not important now—talk later. Depending on the info’s value, I’ll consider adding you to the company.”
I could just command the truth out of her, but later.
“For now, spy on Donggang Group and leak secrets. You too, Ollie. Grill your dad relentlessly about business.”
“Yes, Master!”
Ayoung raised her hand.
“Yeah, Ayoung? Got a question?”
“Hey, Jian, you here?”
“Yeah, oppa. Haeun’s driving, so we’re almost there. Just head in?”
“Yep, take the elevator straight to the 6th floor.”
“Got it! Be right there, oppa. Hurry up, Haeun!”
“Uh, Jian’s here?”
Dalgeon said,
“Sia’s on her way too.”
“Then let’s wait till everyone’s gathered and pick it up then.”
“Yes, sir!”
“The blonde girl coming up is Jian—call her Miss Jian from now on. She’s my girlfriend, so treat her like royalty and greet her like Seoyeon does.”
“Yes!”
The five slaves bowed their heads to the floor, waiting for Jian.
Ayoung, Ollie, and Sukja still wore dog collars marking their lowly status.
Jian and Haeun arrived soon enough.
Ding-dong.
“Coming.”
I opened the door to reveal Jian in a flowy dress and Haeun in professorly business attire.
“Oppa! I’m here!”
Jian hopped into my arms. I scooped up her light body.
Mwah mwah mwah.
She peppered kisses on my cheeks and lips.
Haeun fidgeted awkwardly.
“Hello, Master.”
“Hey, Haeun. Been a while. Week?”
“Yeah. Thought you’d call me somewhere else today, my Master...”
“Somewhere else?”
“A hotel!”
“Oh, right. Hotel.”
Jian pouted from my arms.
“Oppa? You were gonna go to a hotel with Haeun?”
“Yeah?”
“What about me?”
“Next time, all together. Book a suite?”
“Hmph. Wanted it just us, but fine. I get it—oppa’s got so many girls.”
“Was it like that? Jian? C’mon in. Everyone’s waiting. You too, Haeun.”
“Yay!”
As we crossed the entryway, the five slaves greeted us.
“We greet Miss Jian.”
“Kyaaaaah!”
Haeun screamed, covering her eyes.
“Calm down, Haeun.”
“How can I calm down seeing this!!!”
“Gray Professor, this is normal scenery. Go kneel over there too.”
“Yes, I’ll kneel.”
I triggered the keyword, and Haeun calmly knelt beside Seoyeon.
Jian waved hello to everyone, heads still bowed.
“Hi, everyone? Oppa, who are these people? New slaves?”
“What? You’re not shocked like Haeun?”
“Hmm... it’s just so you, oppa? I’m used to it already. Can’t help it—you’re such an alpha male. But oppa?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m still your first, right? Master?”
“For now?”
“Phew... good.”
“‘For now’ bugging you?”
“Huh? Oppa, I’m your girlfriend, which is already above my station, but in the end, I’m just Han Seongtae’s dedicated onahole, right? You can have multiples—no biggie.”
“True...”
“If I could overstep even more and marry you someday, that’d be great, but what can I do? You’re too amazing. Seoyeon and the rest can be your concubines. I’m happy as Master’s exclusive onahole!”
I pinched her cheek.
“How are you so sweet and smart?”
“So, oppa, these groveling ones are all under me?”
“Yep.”
Jian pointed at Ollie.
“Who’s the blonde with the collar?”
“Ollie? You’re just like Seoyeon.”
I set Jian down. Seoyeon finally looked up, waving at her.
“Hi, Seoyeon! Ayoung’s here too.”
“Nice to meet you, Miss Jian.”
Ayoung greeted her.
“Hello, Miss Jian.”
“Uh, hi Ayoung. Anyway, Ollie, right? Look up.”
“Yes. I’ll look up, Miss Jian.”
Jian’s face sharpened. She grabbed Ollie’s collar and yanked.
“You, what’s your deal with Master?”
“M-me? Kkh, I’m Master’s slave and this building’s public Human Toilet.”
“Public Human Toilet... so anyone can use you? Not Master-exclusive?”
“Yes... Miss Jian.”
“Then... it’s fine. Nice to meet you. I’m Jian.”
The collar slackened as Jian petted Ollie.
“I’m Ollie, Miss Jian. Daughter of Donggang Group’s chairman, but now I’m the public Human Toilet for anyone in Master Seongtae’s company.”
“Do a dog impression.”
At Jian’s order, Ollie glanced at me.
“Are you an employee of Master Seongtae’s company, Miss Jian?”
“Whatever—roll over like a dog on command.”
“Yesss, Master!”
“Woof woof!”
Ollie flipped onto her back, legs splayed submissively like a dog. Her piercings gleamed.
“Pussy’s all red.”
Jian rubbed Ollie’s slick folds with her stockinged foot.
“Haa haa hiiing! Woof woof!”
Two blondes in one room, worlds apart.
“Eww, toe’s got your juices on it. Lick it clean—you’re filthy.”
“Woof woof!”
Ollie flipped back and lapped at Jian’s foot.
“That’s enough, Jian. You’ll see her plenty—intros all around.”
Dalgeon and Sukja introduced themselves to Jian like before.
“Jian, official intro time.”
“Wait, oppa. Everyone, look here.”
Jian suddenly hiked her skirt. No panties. She flashed her crotch shamelessly to strangers.
She pointed to the tattoo and declared,
“Like the writing oppa carved here, I’m Han Seongtae’s Exclusive Onahole. And his girlfriend. Nice to meet you all.”
Ollie said,
“I’m jealous, Miss Jian.”
“Hah! Right?”
Jian dropped her skirt and looked at me.
“This reminds me of that freshman welcome party when we first met, oppa.”
“Yeah. Physics department lost it over the new hottie.”
“Oppa, remember? When we were all drinking in the room.”
“Yeah.”
“I said it was my first time drinking, got wasted on games, kept messing up, so you played black knight for me.”
“Oh... right. You overdid it.”
Sunbaes and dongsaengs teased if I liked you.
“I had a crush since then. Always buying me food, helping with assignments.”
Ah, got it. She’s flaunting how we go way back, unlike the rest.
Smart girl.
“Yeah, we’ve known each other forever. Right?”
I grinned gratefully as she got it.
Ding-dong!
“Sia must be here. Dalgeon, get the door.”
“Yes!”
Dalgeon rushed over. Sia entered, brushing back her bob, in a semi-formal suit with a pink jacket.
“Hello, Master... Eek!”
“Hey, you’re here.”
I put a hand on Sia’s shoulder.
“This is lawyer Park Sia, used to be in the same firm as Dalgeon, but now she’s just my onahole. Greet her.”
“Hi, Miss Sia!”
Sia blushed.
“Even so... that’s how you introduce me?”
“Quiet and kneel here.”
“Y-yes, Master.”
She shuffled over hesitantly, kneeling near Dalgeon.
“Alright, everyone worth calling is here now?”
I started to sit on the floor but hated being level with them.
“Ollie, need a chair. None around?”
“No, Master. Furniture’s all cleared out. Want me to grab some from downstairs?”
“Nah. You and Sukja be chairs for a bit. Get down—I’ll sit.”
“Yesssss! As ordered.”
“Understood, Master Seongtae.”
Ollie and Sukja got on all fours as makeshift chairs.
I patted Ollie’s huge tits.
“Nice and squishy chair. Right?”
“Yes, Master.”
I sat.
Plop.
“Kkuuuuhh, haaah...”
“What? Tough?”
“Nngh, no, Master!”
“Now, here’s the plan. Jian, sit on my lap.”
“Mmm, oppa, as your exclusive onahole, lap’s fine, but can I mount your cock in my pussy instead? I’ll do the work!”
“Think you can?”
“Of course!”
“Alright then.”
“Oppa, suck first?”
Jian knelt, took my soft cock, and kissed the tip.
Mwah.
Hard to believe she was a virgin not long ago—her blowjob was pro-level.
Slurp, gulp, mmmph, slurrrp.
I got hard quick.
“Krrk.”
I pulled out.
“Fwaah, feel good, oppa?”
“Yeah. Great.”
Jian stroked my rigid shaft.
“Now, into my onahole pussy?”
“Yeah.”
Jian hiked her skirt, aligning publicly—this cock was hers alone. She mounted, the Han Seongtae Exclusive Onahole tattoo bulging from my dick.
Lewd yet sacred—everyone swallowed hard, staring.
“Haaaahhh, oppa’s cock is the best!!!”
She put on a coquettish show.
My cock throbbed tight in her tiny pussy.
Jealous. That’s what their faces said. The ultimate honor to them.
But I felt Ollie and Sukja trembling under me.
“Looking rough. Mesugaki, this pose is comfy as a chair—no strain at all. Sukja, stay like this as a chair. Command.”
“Huh? Suddenly no strain at all, Master. Thank you.”
Sukja froze statue-still, like a core-strength chair. Won’t last forever, though.
Squish squish squish.
“Haa haa.”
Jian worked her hips herself.
Sitting on girl-chairs, girlfriend auto-humping my cock like a convenient living onahole, slaves kneeling obediently—it hit me with massive conquest vibes.
Relishing the human-chair throne and fully automatic biological onahole bliss, I laid out the future plans to the group.
“Alright, here’s what we’re doing next.”