Chapter 46
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 46
Chapter Title: Seo Na-yeon's Pussy Becomes the Employees' Shared Toy
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“N-No, don’t... Mmph!”
“W-Wait just a sec, Seo Na-yeon... Heh heh...”
Crowd psychology is a terrifying thing.
Things people wouldn’t normally dare do out of fear of the law—after Kwak Young-cheol’s endless depravities lowered their guard, and witnessing the public vibrator intensity training right before their eyes eroded their patience...
The final blow came when Mr. Gu openly bragged about raping Seo Na-yeon, and no police report followed. That ignited the men’s lust like wildfire.
“Fuck, dude, for real?!”
“Crazy, kek... She got fucked like that and still shoved it back in?”
“The boss is insane, kekeke... Turns a woman into this kinda mess.”
In their eyes, Seo Na-yeon was already Kwak Young-cheol’s puppet, nothing more than a toy to handle however they pleased.
Until now, the “Boss Exclusive” label had kept them from messing around...
But the boss himself started passing her around to other employees, and even after Mr. Gu roughed her up enough to nearly break her with no warning or reprimand...
It was inevitable that the “No Touching. Boss Only!” sticker looked like it was peeling off in the employees’ eyes.
So then...
If it’s not boss exclusive...
Doesn’t that make it office communal property?!
Three male employees surrounded Seo Na-yeon. One grabbed her arm, another clamped her mouth shut.
And the last one, glancing around nervously, peeled off the C-type vibrator she’d been wearing.
Splurt!
The thick love juices already pooled deep inside her pussy splattered onto the floor with a wet smack.
Hands shot toward every inch of her body without hesitation.
“Hoo... Hoo!”
“Fuck, this is insane...”
The body they’d lusted after for so long.
Soft, pale, supple skin.
Thick, elastic honey thighs.
A ridiculously wide pelvis with hips curved up like a South American beauty’s duck butt.
E-cup breasts that filled a hand perfectly.
All of it had been forbidden fruit—now that they could actually devour it, their reason snapped.
“N-No, stop... Mmph!”
Seo Na-yeon tried to resist, but there were three grown men.
Her blouse buttons ripped open again, hands slithered inside like snakes to grope her braless tits.
Her skirt hiked up over her waist, exposing her bare white hips and ass. Four hands grabbed her cheeks, stroked her pussy, fondled her thighs all at once.
Three men, six hands.
Before they knew it, the men—lost to reason—had one covering her mouth, another binding her wrists together, and the last dragging her body to bend her over the pantry’s central table.
“Mmph... Mmph!”
Another rape.
No—this time, she was on the verge of a gangbang.
But with only “insertion” left as the final hurdle, the men’s courage suddenly deflated.
“...”
“...”
Can we really shove it in like this? Won’t we get fucked over?
They’d already crossed the line by hiking up her skirt and groping her bare skin plenty, but that was different from actual penetration.
Still, none of them wanted to let her go now.
As they hesitated, exchanging glances, one employee thought maybe dick was too far, but fingers should be fine. He reached toward her exposed ass and crotch, bent over the table against her will.
“Haa... Haa...”
Exhaling sharply, he shoved his finger into her pussy.
“Mmmph... Mph!”
As the finger invaded her pussy without permission, Seo Na-yeon’s struggles intensified, but they pinned her down while still watching each other’s backs.
“H-Hold still!”
“Fuck, you took it from Mr. Gu too, right? Huh?”
“Mmph?!”
Only then did Seo Na-yeon realize Mr. Gu had blabbed to the other employees himself.
But it was too late.
“Haa... Fuck, this is killer...!”
The employee, finger buried deep in her pussy, his face flushed with excitement, shouted out.
“Fucking amazing... Shit!”
He wiggled his finger back and forth, up and down, scraping her inner walls at will. Her pussy, already heated up from the vibrator, squirted out a massive flood of juices.
“Mmph... Mmmph!”
She came from the slightest touch, spraying pussy juice, and the male employees glanced at each other, hornier than ever.
“Insane... For real?”
“Cums just from fingering?”
“What a crazy slut!”
Incredibly, in broad daylight at the office, a gangbang was about to erupt out of nowhere. The kind of setup even a third-rate AV would get flak for lacking plausibility.
But after months of Kwak Young-cheol’s antics piling up, the male employees’ reason had gone numb.
“L-Lemme finger her too.”
Even they knew full-on fucking was risky, so they settled for taking turns shoving fingers into her pussy without consent, pheasant for chicken.
Starting with index finger, then two...
The acts grew rougher, until they crammed three fingers in at once and spread her wide.
“Mmph! Mmmph! N-No...! S-Stop... Mmph!”
“Shh! Shut up, you bitch...!”
Soon enough, everyone whipped out their phones, snapping pics of her pink pussy, ass crack, and the wrinkled chrysanthemum anus in between, spreading her wide.
Click, click, click.
Endless shutter sounds.
Her fresh pussy photographed by total stranger male coworkers, fingers raking her depths at will, drowning her in ultimate humiliation...
Yet she felt even more pussy juice leaking out because of it.
“Mmph... Mmph! Mmm!”
Still gagged by an employee’s hand, she tried to scream, but even they—and Seo Na-yeon herself—could tell the nature of her cries had changed.
That’s when it happened.
Her “savior” appeared.
“W-What the hell are you doing?”
It was Oh Da-hye.
“...Uh.”
“...”
Finally snapping out of it, the male employees glanced at each other, then scattered like cockroaches without a word.
Of course, not a single apology to Seo Na-yeon. They just wanted to flee their crime scene fast.
Oh Da-hye didn’t try to stop them either, just watched with utter disgust.
“Haa... Fucking hell. Now even those bastards...”
Of course, Oh Da-hye hated Seo Na-yeon.
She’d come in as Kwak Young-cheol’s pet from the start, sucking up while leaving Oh Da-hye—an outcast among the guys—to handle all the real work.
She still did all the actual tasks, didn’t she?
But...
Even so, this crossed the line way too far.
Broad daylight, in the office—fine, screwing the boss was one thing (though that was fucked up already).
But trying to gangbang her with regular grunts like this?
Oh Da-hye had secretly spread rumors about Seo Na-yeon’s office ordeals, sure—but even to her, this was excessive.
“...Haa. Pack your shit and go home. What the fuck is this?”
“Th-Thank you...”
“Fuck that Kwak Young-cheol bastard, I’m suing him. I can’t take this anymore, for real.”
With that, Oh Da-hye walked off. Seo Na-yeon slumped for a moment, then steeled herself, fixed her clothes, and headed to the boss’s office.
Toward Kwak Young-cheol, who’d watched it all via CCTV.
“Oppa.”
“What? Call me boss...”
“Fuck... I really can’t do this. I won’t report it. But this is too much, no.”
“...”
“Two hundred million... Fuck you, you bastard. That debt you slapped on me? Illegal as hell. I’m reporting everything...”
...She wanted to say.
But...
When she actually rushed to the office and stood before Kwak Young-cheol...
She couldn’t get the words out.
Part fear,
part the fallout from actually reporting it terrified her.
With her limited education, Seo Na-yeon couldn’t predict how things would play out or gauge the risks.
So even standing before him, trying to speak up,
emotions overtook her, and she just choked up sobbing.
“...Th-This is impossible... I c-can’t... Hic... I can’t do it... I w-want to quit...”
A face truly cornered.
Like she’d shatter if touched again.
Kwak Young-cheol eyed her coldly.
‘This bitch... push a little more and she breaks? Or can I shove harder?’
Truth be told, just yesterday and today’s bullshit alone warranted hundreds of police reports with no defense.
Yesterday: raped by an employee. Just now: nearly gangbanged, only no dick insertion—but her most intimate spots fingered shamefully multiple times.
He knew that, so he couldn’t push too hard...
But he also doubted she had the guts to actually go to the cops.
Sizing up the Seo Na-yeon he’d observed, he spoke.
“Hey. Be honest—you creamed yourself getting eaten out by Mr. Gu yesterday, right?”
“...Huh?”
“Right? He showed me the vid. Kyaa... You slut. Forced and still came. Yeah?”
“......”
Nothing to say.
She really had felt it during the rape.
Intensely.
“To me, looked like earlier too—you were drooling like a sow in heat. You act like you hate it, but deep down you love it. Right?”
“...N-No...”
Nothing to say.
It was true.
Blank-slate Seo Na-yeon was confused on some level.
She hated it. Begged them to stop a hundred times, but overpowered and forced to climax by the men.
Her body felt pleasure, but her mind clearly rejected it.
But when confronted outright like “You came, didn’t you?”—
No words left.
She wasn’t eloquent anyway.
“And when I stuffed that vibrator in and cranked it up in front of everyone, you hated it but got soaked. Right? If you really hated it, you’d have died before letting it happen. Yeah?”
“...Th-That was ’cause you blackmailed—”
“Hey, think about it. Was it really just blackmail? Be real... You were turned on too... And you’re getting my ‘money,’ so you do it. Right?”
“......”
Words failed her.
This was exactly why Kwak Young-cheol had shoveled her millions monthly in “aid.”
She already saw herself as near-prostitute—no comeback there.
“Alright. Alright. You lived thinking you were my personal fuckhole, and it hurt when I passed you around. That it?”
“......”
“Gotcha. Yeah? So when I fuck you in the office, film it, do all sorts of shit—back then it was fine? Why? Money. And honestly, you got off on the pounding.”
“......”
Truly, nothing to say.