Chapter 48
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 48
Chapter Title: Company Sex Perks: Break Room Dessert Na-yeon
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"N-Na-yeon... I'm gonna... put it in."
"..."
The lucky employee who'd been chosen by Seo Na-yeon stared blankly, sneaking a glance at Kwak Young-cheol's watchful eyes, but he had zero intention of turning down the sex.
Honestly, she was fucking hot.
Sure, having Kwak Young-cheol watch—and even film it—was a massive pressure, but even factoring that in, Na-yeon's body was pure fantasy material.
The kind of top-shelf woman he'd never even dream of touching. If she hit the sex trade market, she'd probably rake in thousands a month from rich sponsors lining up.
So Kwak Young-cheol's offer of around ten million won a month wasn't even that steep, really.
Anyway—
Seo Na-yeon, gaslit hard by Kwak Young-cheol, figured even these contract terms were too good for her. That's why she was lying there on the president's office floor, legs spread wide despite her reluctance.
For the bastard who'd tried to rape her.
"Ah, Young-su. You gotta wear a condom, man."
"R-right... yeah?"
"The fuck you think you're doing, trying to raw-dog my onahole? You got some STD I should know about?"
In truth, she'd already taken raw creampies from Kim Cheol-ho and Mr. Gu, but whatever, they'd paid up, so that was fine.
She wasn't about to let every other employee bareback her too.
This was a sex toy she planned to fuck over and over for the long haul.
Couldn't have her breaking on him.
At Kwak Young-cheol's order, the employee—Yoon Young-su—slipped on an ultra-thin condom. Now, with raw lust overriding his nerves and excitement, he licked his lips and gazed down at Na-yeon splayed out vulgarly on the cold floor, legs shamelessly apart.
His condom-sheathed cock throbbed painfully hard.
The other two guys—who'd been his accomplices—watched with jealous eyes.
I wanna do her so bad.
Fuck. All I got for 2 mil was fingering her pussy.
Before long, they'd reframed the 2 million won they'd given Na-yeon not as settlement money, but as a fine for stealing the boss's toy without permission.
In other words, they'd fucked up against Kwak Young-cheol, not her!
Which meant if they stayed on his good side, they might get another shot at her too.
Anyway, the lucky bastard Yoon Young-su climbed panting onto Na-yeon's belly.
No matter that she'd "agreed" with Kwak Young-cheol—for this piece of shit who'd wronged her so badly, she still had to unwillingly spread her legs. Hating even the sight of his face, Na-yeon covered her eyes with her hands and turned her head away.
But that only made it feel more like rape... ramping up Yoon Young-su's arousal even higher.
Truth was, the outwardly mild-mannered Yoon Young-su was a rape fantasy fanatic. That's why he'd jumped at the chance without hesitation.
Her cold attitude like this? It just turned him on more.
"Hoo... haa... Na-yeon, I'm putting it in?"
"..."
No reply, as expected—but that reverse psychology only satisfied him more as he started to push in.
"Ngh... ah... whoa? Ah... this feels fucking amazing..."
Na-yeon had been working here over two months now, and every single day, Yoon Young-su had jerked off fantasizing about her.
Like Kim Cheol-ho, he was a lonely single guy with no outlet for his urges.
Now he could finally unload all that pent-up perverted lust on the very woman he'd only dreamed of.
Once he was buried inside, the other two employees hovering like spectators and Kwak Young-cheol filming faded into the background. Pleasure flooded his body instead.
"How is it, Young-su? Tasty?"
Kwak Young-cheol drawled lazily.
Sensing the boss was getting off on his subordinate fucking his toy, Yoon Young-su played along.
"Y-yes... ah... I'm losing my mind, sir... she's fucking delicious... whoa... her pussy... it's like the perfect rice cake..."
As he rocked his hips bit by bit, Na-yeon's breasts jiggled in sync.
Beneath her hands covering her face, her lips were clenched tight. He could feel her contemptuous glare peeking through the gaps—that sent him over the edge. Even though he was already balls-deep, his cock surged harder, driving him wild.
"Fuck... ah, fuck... you're just the boss's toy, so why are you so damn sexy? Huh?"
"..."
Na-yeon still said nothing, but by now, every guy in the room got it.
Her will didn't matter anyway.
The boss could order her to fuck any employee he wanted, and she couldn't refuse—that much was clear.
So Yoon Young-su's earlier anxiety about reports or lawsuits evaporated. He started pounding her harder, looking down on the bitch pinned beneath him.
"Ha... feels good, right? You fucking slut... you like it? Say it—don't ignore me!"
"..."
Out of some pathetic pride, Na-yeon kept biting her lip and stonewalling him...
But unfortunately, her body betrayed her again.
With her naturally hypersensitive constitution, she got off on humiliating situations—perverted tendencies that made her feel pleasure even from actual rape. The more they degraded her, the hotter her body burned.
So no matter how she pretended to hate it, or shot daggers with her eyes while gnawing her lip...
Every insult made her twitch and clench tighter down there. Her white skin flushed with shameful ecstasy she couldn't hide.
That gap—proper on the surface, slut underneath—drove every cock in the room insane.
"Haa... fuck, you slut... you're so fucking good... you're delicious, you bitch... huh? Earlier when we fingered your pussy... when you got gang-raped right in the office... you came hard then too, didn't you?"
"Ngh... ah... aaah... ah!"
In the end, Na-yeon succumbed to her vulgar instincts.
Lying bare on the cold concrete, no mat or anything, surrounded by other employees as they fucked her.
That setup alone had her pussy throbbing already.
Her trashy figure matched her trashy nature and body perfectly.
"Ngh... gonna... cum... I'm cumming..."
Yoon Young-su couldn't hold out long and blew his load quick.
"Haa... haa..."
As the post-nut clarity hit and his dick shrank fast, he tried pulling out of her pussy.
Schluurp...!
The problem? Na-yeon's pussy clamped down on the condom, yanking it clean off his softening dick as it slipped out.
"Huh...?"
Her pussy stayed latched onto the condom tight.
"Fuck. This bitch clenches like a vice? No wonder her pussy's chewing the condom, kekeke."
Kwak Young-cheol, her 'sex slave' owner, stepped in to mock her vulgar display. The employees, reading the room, laughed along.
Na-yeon, lying there surrounded with her face covered, burned with even deeper shame.
The other employees gawking at her pathetic state half-hoped it'd turn into a gangbang, maybe they'd get a turn too—but no, that was the end of it.
Not completely, though.
"You guys shelled out 2 mil in fines, gotta feel shortchanged, right? I'll let you touch her body from now on, at least. Na-yeon, that's cool with you, yeah?"
"T-touch...?"
"You got chewed out for groping her without permission this time. This means it's okay going forward."
"...Huh? What the...?"
Na-yeon tried protesting, but skip that.
Nothing ever went her way in this company anyway.
She was just Kwak Young-cheol's plaything.
In the end, it was basically an announcement: everyone could touch her body whenever.
Of course, word of that filthy, depraved office incident spread like wildfire among the guys.
"What? For real? No way—"
"Swear, kekeke. Hey, wanna call her over? Seo Na-yeon? Come here."
"...Yes?"
Now her official duties didn't end at brewing coffee...
"Ah... s-stop... please..."
"C'mon, the 'president' said this much is fine, right?"
"..."
"You wearing 'that' today too?"
She had to serve as the break room's sweet dessert, out in the open.
Like grabbing a snack when your mouth got bored,
they could grope Na-yeon's body whenever their hands or dicks felt idle.
"This much is okay? For real?"
"..."
"Told ya."
Stroking her legs like a diner counter was baseline.
Hiking up her skirt to fondle her no-panties ass,
rubbing the mound where her vibe was stuffed,
even copping feels of her braless heavy tits over her clothes—all just part of the 'company welfare' now.
Naturally, every male employee went nuts for this new perk.
"Ha... get over here, you fucking bitch Seo Na-yeon."
"Ah... I said stop..."
"'This much' is allowed."
Yoon Young-su, who'd actually fucked her, got extra nasty—grinding his crotch against her ass and humping.
Now, during regular breaks when the guys gathered, dragging Na-yeon to the break room to toy with her like a plaything and humiliate her became routine.
Not even for horniness—just bored guys getting a new toy to fiddle with in their day.
Like stress-relief slime, her ass and tits turned into public property for the male staff.
Even Na-yeon couldn't fight it anymore; she'd just get dragged along... and it solidified into daily life.
Humans adapt to anything—even Nazi concentration camps. For someone as lewd and slutty as Na-yeon, fitting into this new normal wasn't surprising.
The kind of thing unthinkable in a normal company... happening right here in South Korea.
But this place? This was the new normal.
At the company, Na-yeon's treatment kept sinking lower—down to the basement under the basement.
Humans always chase bigger thrills.
First, secretly fucked by Kim Cheol-ho.
Then raped by Mr. Gu.
Next, nearly gangbanged by three employees groping her.
After her 'deal' with Kwak Young-cheol in the office, she got fucked publicly like a whore on the floor.
Even Na-yeon knew she'd hit rock bottom, but Kwak pushed harder.
Three out of six male employees had tasted her now—over half the crew.
And below the floor... was the basement.