Chapter 43
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 43
Chapter Title: Seo Na-yeon's Vibrator Humiliation Training
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Kwak Young-cheol's training of Seo Na-yeon had now reached an insane level.
1st stage. Fuck her at the office.
2nd stage. Make her wander around the office without panties.
3rd stage. Film videos.
4th stage. Share the videos with others.
5th stage. Call in other guys (usually Kim Cheol-ho) to fuck her.
This was already an outrageously humiliating treatment that no normal woman could endure. Fortunately, Seo Na-yeon, this top-grade piece of meat, was somehow holding out thanks to money, pleasure, and a sliver of torturous hope.
A toy of this quality, one that could withstand this level of humiliation, was exceedingly rare.
But people are never satisfied and always chase even greater thrills.
Kwak Young-cheol had been watching his cherished mistress Seo Na-yeon turn into the office workers' sexual plaything through the CCTV feeds, savoring it all with delight. Then he decided to push things even further.
"Here. Put this on."
"...W-what is this, Oppa?"
"Hey now. Call me President, you slut."
"...P-President..."
What Kwak Young-cheol held out was a tacky pink plastic gadget at first glance.
It was shaped like a hook or a mangled letter C...
Of course, Seo Na-yeon had a pretty good idea what it was.
She knew damn well it was a vibrator, but...
To wear something like this and walk around in front of the busy employees?
Even without panties wasn't enough...?
Seo Na-yeon's face went pale as she alternated glances between the vibrator and Kwak Young-cheol's shameless grin.
Unlike typical egg-shaped vibes, this one had a built-in battery, so no complicated power setup was needed. Its twisted C-shape meant that once you inserted one end into your pussy, it naturally curved along the mound toward the front of your groin. As long as you wore clothes, the only giveaway was a slight bulge at the front.
For Na-yeon, who was in a super short skirt and no panties, it was at least inconspicuous...
But the problem was, this thing was normally held in place by panties—
For panty-less Seo Na-yeon, she'd have to rely solely on her pussy muscles to grip it tight.
If she relaxed even a little, who knew when it'd slip out, slick with her juices, and drop between her legs.
"Sounds fun, right? Think about it. You're in front of the staff, the thing buzzing away like crazy, making your pussy itch like mad. You're drooling pussy juice everywhere, but you have to act normal and hold it in. Fun, huh?"
But just imagining that scenario turned Seo Na-yeon's face even whiter.
No matter her masochistic tendencies, she knew doing this in public was a straight path to even greater danger.
"Don't wanna? Is Oppa's taste too pervy for you?"
"...I-I'll do it."
But putting up a token resistance was pointless; it'd end up his way anyway.
Resigned to her fate, Seo Na-yeon had no choice but to put it on as ordered.
"Hah...!"
Her pussy was already sloppy from taking a load of his cum on his desk earlier. Now the hook-shaped—no, precisely C-shaped—vibrator was shoved inside.
"Oh, fuck, that's hot. Wanna test it out?"
Click.
Whirrrrr...
Viciously enough, this vibe's strongest vibration points targeted exactly Seo Na-yeon's G-spot and clit.
"Wha...?! Wh-what...?!"
Her pussy was still full of Kwak Young-cheol's cum and her own juices from the creampie. With the C-shaped vibe stuffed in, plugging her tight, it started vibrating furiously—
Zzzzzzzzzz—!!
For Seo Na-yeon, whose pussy—hell, entire erogenous zones—were way more sensitive than average, she couldn't last even 20 seconds.
Just 20 seconds.
"Kyaa...! Ahhk! T-turn it off, Oppa... Ah, ah... Aaang❤!!"
"How's it feel? Good?"
"I-I can't take this... Ahht❤❤!!"
Forgetting all shame, her cries leaked out past the office door.
"Hah. Those fuckers at it again... Drives me nuts."
It was the moment when Oh Da-hye's neuralgia flared up again from all the moans she'd heard lately.
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Of course, Kwak Young-cheol didn't leave the vibrator on constantly.
Do that, and she wouldn't even manage basic work.
Plus, where's the thrill in that?
The first demo came during the staff meeting.
Even in Kwak Young-cheol's used car lot—which seemed to run on chaos and whims—weekly staff meetings were a thing.
Surprisingly, there was plenty to cover: inventory management, customer relations, service improvements, all eating up time in this pricey used car business.
Seo Na-yeon, useless at everything but customer service, never had anything to present. But Kwak Young-cheol spitefully forced a slot for her.
As the receptionist, her topic was a short one on customer service quality.
Of course, she figured it was 100% a setup to buzz her mid-presentation for laughs. She hated it down to her bones but had no choice. All paths to refusal were long gone.
Early morning, he'd dumped two loads in her pussy and made her wear the C-vibe. Now, grinning wickedly, he urged her presentation on.
"...Yes, I'll share last week's visitor response stats and improvements. First, weekly foot traffic: weekdays average around 10 per day, weekends up to 15..."
Mostly just reading what Deputy Kim Cheol-ho had written for her, but her first-ever meeting presentation had her tense on two fronts: nerves from speaking, and dread of when he'd flip the switch.
She walked on eggshells, eyeing Kwak Young-cheol, wondering when the buzz would hit—or if she'd slip and the vibe would drop from her pussy.
But—
"To cut wait times, I suggest promoting our reservation system more aggressively. Book via the website or KakaoTalk channel ahead, and the sales team can prep the car in advance.
And for weekends, expand shift rotations to spread out the test drive rushes."
Surprisingly, no vibrations during her entire presentation.
"Good. I heard that loud and clear, Ms. Seo."
Clap clap clap clap
The perfunctory applause from bored staff wrapped it up.
Seo Na-yeon herself was shocked it went smoothly.
-For real? Actually...?
Maybe he's letting me off this time?
As she started to relax, thinking that, Kwak Young-cheol gave her an errand.
"Great job on the presentation. Na-yeon, mind refilling coffees?"
"Yes, President."
The critical task of refilling the staff's drained coffee cups during the meeting.
Focused on the routine, her guard down for a split second.
Kwak Young-cheol slyly pressed the remote under the table, its button etched with a lewd heart.
Zzzzzzzzz...
Vibrations hitting her G-spot and clit dead-on.
"Hng...!"
"You okay?"
"I-it's... f-fine..."
Her whole body tensed; she accidentally spilled a bit of coffee.
She prayed to finish refills and bolt to the bathroom, but—
"Hoo... Hoo... A-anyone else need more?"
"Me too, Na-yeon."
"Ah... Y-yes..."
Mechanic Mr. Koo—oblivious or not?—downs his half-full cup and holds it out. Na-yeon bit back curses,
knowing opening her mouth might let a moan slip. Lips clamped, she waddled awkwardly to the far side where he sat.
"Whoa, Na-yeon. You sick or something?"
Another clueless guy's remark.
Unable to ignore it, she answered through cold sweat.
"N-no, I'm fine."
"Nah, you're pale as a ghost. Sweating too?"
"I-I'm f-fine... Hngt❤"
"...?"
All eyes in the cramped office turned to Seo Na-yeon.
And those sitting close could hear the faint mechanical hum from under her skirt.
Whirrrr...
Not loud, but unmistakable—the vibe making her flesh quiver.
Ignoring the stares, hands shaking as she poured coffee into Mr. Koo's cup—
Splash!
"No..."
"Ah❤! S-sorry...!"
She dumped a load of hot coffee onto Mr. Koo's work pants.
"L-let me wipe that."
Thankfully, the boss paused the vibe then. Seo Na-yeon hurriedly dabbed at Mr. Koo's pants... but distracted, she bent too deep. The three or four guys behind got an eyeful: her short skirt flipped up, bare pussy exposed—and the pink vibrator lodged inside.
"Ah...!"
She yanked her skirt down upon realizing, but the staff who'd seen it exchanged glances half-shocked, half-aroused.
'No... Hate this, hate it...'
Even for shameless Seo Na-yeon, this public humiliation was too much.
The sexual buzz in her pussy plus the shame of being seen had her face burning red, tears welling up.
"P-President. C-can I go to the bathroom?"
Hand raised to escape, but—
"Bathroom? Na-yeon, meeting's not over. Back to your seat."
"...Huh?"
"'Huh'? Didn't I make myself clear? This a game to you?"
"..."
Staff glances darted between Seo Na-yeon and Kwak Young-cheol, crossing in midair—
She slumped to her seat, drowning in rock-bottom humiliation—
Whirrrrr!
But the machine fired up again, hitting her with chilling tension and unwanted pleasure that blacked out her vision.
"Mmngh... Hng..."
She bit her lip bloody to hold back, but...
By now, everyone in the office had figured out what was happening to her. The meeting dragged on.
Not a long one.
But for Seo Na-yeon, the irregular buzzes brought eye-rolling orgasms and releases, driving her mad bit by bit.
Plus, pussy juice oozed past the vibe like she was pissing herself, drenching her thighs in sickening bliss...
'Stop, please... St-stop...'
All the guys' eyes glued to her; the more attention, the closer she got to unwanted climaxes.
"Hng... Hnggh... Ng"
A humiliation hitting rock bottom for any human.
"Alright, Na-yeon. Nice and calm presentation today..."
"...S-sorryyy! ...Hng!"
She bolted up.
At her limit, she ignored the 'order' and fled to the bathroom.
Spluuurt...
Trailing thick fluid down her thighs in a long streak.
The staff, tracking it unconsciously, spotted the puddle soaking her chair.