Chapter 45
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 45
Chapter Title: Mom Seo Na-yeon Gets Raped in the Company Bathroom
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In broad daylight, inside the company, raping a female employee—
Out in the open, in the bathroom?
Of course, that was absurd.
By any normal standards.
But one mustn't forget that this used car dealership was originally a money-laundering front for Kwak Tae-chon, the gangster boss and father of Kwak Young-cheol.
It was no surprise that he'd planted retired members of his "organization" as mechanics, beyond even his own son, Kwak Young-cheol.
Seo Na-yeon, who'd been working there for over two months, had only ever seen Mr. Gu—the scruffy-looking mechanic—as just that: a mechanic. In truth, he was a former gangster who'd once slashed someone with a box cutter on Kwak Tae-chon's behalf (he hadn't killed the guy, just severed his Achilles tendon).
One of those short-tempered, reckless types who lived life on impulse.
Forced into a boring legitimate job that didn't suit his rough build, he'd been piling up frustration until the moment Kwak Young-cheol, unable to kick his habit, brought Seo Na-yeon in as the new "company fucktoy." That's when he'd started eyeing her.
'That slut looks fucking delicious.'
From Kwak Young-cheol's perspective, Mr. Gu was like an uncle he'd known since childhood.
Besides, with this version of the "company fucktoy," Seo Na-yeon, he'd already shared her with Mr. Gu for a gangbang instead of Kim Cheol-ho. So Kwak Young-cheol had just been biding his time, waiting for his turn to fuck her.
What was the big deal if an uncle played with his nephew's "toy" a bit?
He'd just wait until Kwak Young-cheol was done having his fun with the new toy.
But when Kwak Young-cheol's "play" escalated to an unprecedented level—making Seo Na-yeon climax with a vibrator right there in the afternoon meeting room—
Mr. Gu's patience snapping was only natural.
By that point, he'd judged her as nothing more than a worthless slut who wouldn't even report it, so he could rape her in the bathroom without a care.
"Mmph...! Mmmph!"
He clamped his hand tightly over Seo Na-yeon's mouth as she struggled and screamed, pistoning his hips wildly.
"Hng! Hah, hah!"
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
He slammed her against the wall with force rivaling Kwak Young-cheol's and fucked her from behind.
The wet slapping sounds were almost like a beating,
"Mmph... Mm-hmm!"
Tears welled up in Seo Na-yeon's eyes as she was brutally raped, but for Mr. Gu—experienced in forcing himself on women—there was no guilt, only sadistic pleasure.
"Feels good, huh? You slutty whore. You love this shit, don't you?"
He degraded her verbally as he ravaged her, turning her pussy into a sloppy mess.
"Fuck, that bastard Kwak Young-cheol must've dumped a ton in there to knock her up or something! Her cunt's a total swamp inside!"
Seo Na-yeon's body—that hourglass figure that had made Mr. Gu rock-hard from the first sight—was insanely perfect,
Her ass gripped his cock tight and chewy, the folds inside dense like a top-tier pussy.
Her snow-white skin was fun to slap red with his palm, but
One annoying thing.
The cum Kwak Young-cheol had shot into her twice hadn't fully drained out, leaving her pussy unpleasantly sticky.
So he pulled out briefly, then shoved two rough fingers deep into her precious hole.
"Mmph...? Mmmph!!!"
"Gotta scrape out all this sticky shit. Fucking gross. Ptooey!"
He spat a thick yellow glob of phlegm onto his fingers and plunged them back in deep. His calloused mechanic's fingers scraped harshly against her sensitive walls, arousing her all over again.
"Mm-hmm... Hng!"
"Oh? Look at this bitch. Getting off on being raped like a true whore?"
For most women, the psychological aspect influences orgasm, so they don't get aroused in violent, coercive situations like rape.
But exceptions exist everywhere.
Seo Na-yeon had endured countless coercive fucks without reporting them—not quite rape—and she was innately masochistic to begin with.
Plus, after wearing a C-type vibrator all morning, her lowly body was already brimming with sexual tension. It betrayed her mind, getting beastly excited by Mr. Gu's violence and rape.
Scraping her G-spot with his nails in that state made her vulgar body tremble, ignoring all reason.
"Hng... Hngh...!"
His palm muffled her cries so they didn't escape too loudly, but it was plenty stimulating for Mr. Gu.
"Fucking crazy, kekeke... First time I've seen a bitch get this worked up during a rape...?"
That's when it hit him: Kwak Young-cheol hadn't kept her as a toy for so long just for her looks and body.
To men—especially sadistic ones—she was the perfect pussy toy.
That was Seo Na-yeon.
Women are taught that it's impossible to feel pleasure while being raped.
But exceptions like Seo Na-yeon exist.
How do such "exceptions" perceive themselves?
'Why am I like this? Am I really crazy...?'
They feel immense self-loathing, their self-esteem shattered.
In a situation where no normal person should feel pleasure—being raped, forcibly fucked—why do I get off on it?
Eventually, they define themselves as "I'm just a pervert slut," like men call them.
Seo Na-yeon had already been conditioned that way over years of coercive sex with Kang Tae-gu, getting aroused and labeling herself accordingly.
A slutty rag who loves being raped.
Women whose mental barriers crumble like that become prime prey for sadistic men.
"Hah... Hah! Fuck, gonna cum..."
As climax approached, Mr. Gu yanked out of her pussy. Seo Na-yeon, drained of strength and held up only by his arm, collapsed in front of the toilet,
And towering over her like the Colossus of Rhodes with legs spread, he savored his conquest—
Spraying his spurting cum all over her disheveled hair.
"......"
Too exhausted to resist, she took the bukkake shower without a fight.
At some point, Mr. Gu had started filming it all on his phone.
"Whew... Fuck, that was a good pick-me-up after so long. Na-yeon, you were fucking delicious. Wanna do it again with this ajusshi sometime? Yeah?"
He stroked her cum-soaked nape like a pet, buckled his belt, and left the bathroom—but Seo Na-yeon just lay there blankly, unresponsive.
She stayed holed up in the bathroom for a while, dazed, then returned to work with a blank expression.
She heard the other employees whispering, but on the surface, no one let on.
The next day, she came to work acting like nothing had happened.
Though yesterday's rape had crumbled a corner of her psyche—
To her coworkers and family, she pretended everything was fine, as if it never happened.
She just didn't want anyone to know. She wanted to brush off yesterday like it was nothing.
As if ignoring it would make the rape undone.
She was trying to let it slide just like that.
"Good morning."
She greeted the male employees as if nothing was wrong and headed into the boss's office.
But the way the male employees looked at her had already changed.
"Heard Mr. Gu fucked Seo Na-yeon too?"
"What? For real...?"
"Na-yeon went to the bathroom crying yesterday, right? Fucking Kwak Young-cheol shoved a vibe in her and spun it till she squirted everywhere."
"I saw that. I knew that trash Kwak Young-cheol was scum, but damn... Isn't she his girlfriend? Or at least a fuckbuddy? Treating her like that?"
"Who cares? Eye candy for us. Anyway, Mr. Gu followed her to the bathroom yesterday, and get this—she was apparently masturbating in there, kek. Couldn't hold back, fucked her, and she didn't even resist, got super turned on."
"Whoa... Figured she was a slut, but this is next-level whore."
Their stares weren't unwarranted.
No normal woman would shove a vibrator in her pussy at work and let it run during a meeting, no matter the money.
By common standards, not just Kwak Young-cheol, but Seo Na-yeon was a crazy pervert willingly taking the training.
And to some extent, that was true.
So even the more normal company guys—beyond psycho ex-gangster Mr. Gu or Kim Cheol-ho, who'd fucked her on the boss's orders—started seeing her as "the boss's exclusive fucktoy" shifting to "maybe I could touch her too?"
Of course, fear of reports kept them from acting—but they couldn't help whispering loudly enough for her to hear while she worked or made coffee in the break room.
"Look at Na-yeon's ass today. So fucking plump, driving me nuts."
"Right? I wanna fuck her just once. Won't she give me a shot?"
"......"
Such conversations happened right behind her, barely a meter away!
Blatant sexual degradation, meant to be overheard.
But Seo Na-yeon pretended not to hear, though she felt the humiliation and shame burning through her.
Face flushed, she hurried away.
For a normal woman, that might work, but this was no normal situation.
Her passive response only made things worse.
"She's acting all calm even when we poke at her like that?"
"Face thick as hell."
"So... she won't report even if we go further?"
"Fuck, she would've reported Kwak Young-cheol ages ago if she would."
"Then...?"
Eye contact exchanged, hyena-like grins spreading.
And—
"Na-yeon, coffee please."
"Yes—"
As she brewed coffee in the cramped break room like always, the male employees gathered around her in groups.
At some point, she'd been naturally surrounded.
Then, calmly, one took the lead and grabbed her skirt and ass together.
"Wha...?"
As the frozen Seo Na-yeon turned her head, the smirking employee forcibly hiked up her skirt.
"...Wh-what are you... Ah!"
"Hey, check it out! She's wearing one again today?!"
Sure enough,
No panty line, so he'd confidently flipped up her skirt.
Her bare ass was fully exposed, and below it, the pink vibrator buzzed away.