Chapter 55
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 55
Chapter Title: Seo Na-yeon's First Gangbang
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"P-Purple... Hyaang!! F-Fuck...! S-Stop...!"
During the singing game, any method was fair game as long as there was no direct interference with the performance—that was the rule.
As Kwak Young-cheol had anticipated, the first player, Oh Byung-chul, grabbed a banana from the fruit platter and shoved it straight into Seo Na-yeon's pussy while she was focused on her song.
"Keep singing, heh heh heh."
"This is fucking hilarious, heh heh."
Of course, Seo Na-yeon felt an intense wave of humiliation, but to her fellow employees—who didn't even see her as a colleague anymore, let alone a person—her aggrieved reaction was just another punchline.
She had truly become nothing more than a plaything.
But Seo Na-yeon gritted her teeth with fierce determination and kept singing on.
Even as the banana violated her.
"Oh... 80 points? She barely scraped by and dodged a creampie, heh heh."
"Ah...! F-Fuck..."
"This bastard must've really wanted to cum inside her."
"Alright, alright. Hold off for now—next player!"
Everyone except Seo Na-yeon was in high spirits.
Why wouldn't they be? They had a woman with a killer body right there, ripe for toying with like a toy.
Perverted acts that even pros wouldn't usually endure were now possible under Kwak Young-cheol's orders. Naturally, excitement was nonstop for everyone except the most timid few.
"Second up is Woo-shik."
"Yes, sir! I'll drag her score under 70 for sure, heh heh."
Once again, a song was forced on her, and Seo Na-yeon sang under the men's frenzied gazes.
"...Oh my, oh my, don't do this..."
Whether by design or not, the song selected was "Oh My."
As Seo Na-yeon sang, Choi Woo-shik sneaked up behind her with a prepped bottle of booze, grabbed her waist, and pressed in close.
"Women... drink... like... Ah!"
Mid-lyric, something cold and glassy plunged into her pussy.
Startled, Seo Na-yeon whipped around to see Choi Woo-shik stuffing a glass bottle into her.
"Hey! D-Don't! Oppa! You fucking asshole!... Ah!"
"What's wrong? Heh heh. Drink from your lower mouth instead, heh heh heh."
The booze laced with aphrodisiacs, meant for her to chug.
High-proof liquor mixed with stimulants now seeped into her pussy.
"Eugh!?"
Naturally, alcohol absorbs through vaginal mucous membranes way faster than by mouth. Even just a tiny sip's worth hitting her sensitive walls made Seo Na-yeon yank the bottle out in shock.
But some had already soaked in, ramping up her buzz on top of her half-drunk state.
"...Like a reed..."
She soldiered on with the song... but already tipsy, and with Choi Woo-shik gripping her waist, hell-bent on creampieing her as he wildly licked and sucked her pussy and asshole...
"No moooore... don't... do this to meee... Ah! Ah! Ah! S-Stop, you psycho... Ah!"
The shame of it all, the humiliation—mixed with the aphrodisiac and booze firing up her body—plunged her into disgustingly intense pleasure.
Just from him eating her out, she teetered on forced orgasm.
Her whole body was drenched in sweat before she knew it.
"Fuck, I'm the only one who used a condom..."
"Heh heh. Should've done better then."
Everyone except the first-timers had scored creampies. No surprise—by the second round, Seo Na-yeon's body was cumming nonstop, her massive ass quivering like mad.
By the end, she was moaning so insanely into the mic that it echoed down the hallway.
Drained from orgasming so much in such a short time, Seo Na-yeon slumped limply.
But the thrifty guys dragged her around, groping her like a party girl while they drank.
"Boss, what about us...?"
"Obviously, you idiots. Seo Na-yeon's on bargain sale tonight, heh heh... We're gangbanging the shit out of her, got it?"
"Mmph...?! Mmmph!"
Shocked at Kwak Young-cheol's declaration that the whole staff would take turns, Seo Na-yeon widened her eyes—but the men were forcing kisses on her one after another, silencing her.
"Haa... haa..."
"Get over here, you slut."
Deep-kissed breathless by one guy, the moment she broke free to speak, another grabbed her hair and yanked her into another forced makeout.
"This is our last shot at fucking this bitch before tomorrow, so let's make it count."
Plus, she was switching companies starting tomorrow—no more chances to fuck her.
That thought made the men surrounding her rougher, lewder, abandoning any shred of conscience for pure lust.
Her minidress was yanked up and down to bunch around her waist like a rag, panties ripped off and tossed aside.
"Hng... eugh... mmph!"
No breather, her mouth relentlessly invaded by forced kisses to the point of respiratory distress. Her tits mauled by hands and mouths like delicacies, already swollen red.
A foot fetish guy claimed her long legs, slobbering over feet and calves nonstop.
Her pussy, too—fingers, bananas, bottles, random objects plunging in without mercy.
It felt like being devoured alive by a zombie horde—groped, fingered, sucked. Total chaos.
"Alright! Enough sucking her dry. Lay her in the middle."
Meanwhile, for the "gangbang show," they dragged over a long backless sofa and positioned it in the center of the U-shaped couches.
Men grabbed the half-delirious Seo Na-yeon's limbs and hoisted her onto it.
Like prepping party snacks.
Kwak Young-cheol filmed every bit, barking orders.
"Good. Fuck her in the same order as the singing game."
"Y-Yes... Yes, boss!"
Four men pinned her sprawled limbs in all directions on the sofa.
Like she was being drawn and quartered.
Her legs splayed wide—first batter Oh Byung-chul just had to slip on a condom and step between them to plunge right in.
"Finally, my turn to fuck her!"
Usually, fucking order followed seniority, so the lowest four hadn't gotten a shot yet.
The youngest, Lee Jin-ho, had gotten hers willingly—which pissed off Oh Byung-chul a bit.
'She wouldn't give me the time of day.'
Always homely, he'd built up resentment from her openly disgusted glares, never her fond looks. That's why he'd rammed that whole banana in without hesitation.
Mounting her belly, he thrust in—then clenched his fist and crushed her womb with all his might.
"Oog! Eek!"
"How's that? Feels good, huh, slut?"
...Pure sadism on his part, but getting railed while her womb and bladder got fist-squished? Exactly what Seo Na-yeon craved.
Not full belly-punching, but that heavy pressure on her womb lit up her masochistic body.
Already hyped from endless groping and fingering by the staff, her body vibrated like a humming toy.
"Wh-What the...?"
Inexperienced Oh Byung-chul found it bafflingly hot. Unwittingly planted the idea, 'Am I a sex genius?' ...But truth was, whoever mounted her would've sent her over—didn't matter who.
Surprisingly,
Very surprisingly,
Gangbangs with multiple guys...
...Women often love them more!
Of course, only the really sexually open ones.
Lines up with why MMF threesomes beat FMF in average satisfaction.
One guy with multiple girls? He splits his limited cum battery.
One girl, multiple guys? They dump everything into her. Slutty girls secretly fantasize about this gangbang shit.
Seo Na-yeon was no different.
Her most guys at once? MMF threesomes—Kwak Young-cheol and Mr. Koo, or Kwak and Yoon Young-soo. Always 2:1.
But now...
Seven guys waiting their turn.
Like Snow White with seven dwarfs, but way hornier—seven men unleashing lust on one Seo Na-yeon.
Relentlessly.
"Haa... haa... I-I'm gonna cum... Ah!"
"Cum, you filthy rag, heh heh."
The guy astride her belly stared with pure lust. That raw 'getting fucked' sensation set her ablaze.
Plus the booze she'd taken—and unbeknownst to her, aphrodisiacs—had her burning like hot coals. Every inch of her a erogenous zone, freaking out from mere touches.
Watching her cum like a maniac drove the men into a frenzy too.
"Haa... haa... Na-yeon... Ah, Na-yeooon! Cumming inside your pussy—gonna fill you! Got it, bitch?"
"Y-Yes... Ah... Cum in Na-yeon's pussy...!"
Booze buzz heavy, drug haze. Endless orgasms.
Seo Na-yeon's brain melted in ecstasy as she thrashed.
Getting gangbanged? Way better than...
Thrilling!
Seven guys, fourteen hands, seven cocks, seven mouths.
Innumerable hands roaming her body, cocks pounding her pussy nonstop. Lips constantly defiled by tongues and spit.
"I loooove gangbangs...! Ah! Fuck... Sh-Should've done this sooner...!"
Sex with Kang Tae-gu? Even with his stamina, three rounds max.
Kwak Young-cheol similar—ogre cock made each thrust brutal, but still three max. Human limits: fuck, rest, fuck, rest. Choppy.
Yoon Young-su, Kim Chul-ho—two rounds usual, with gaps that left her wanting.
Compared to now?
"Ah... Fuck me haaard... Pound me like a dog...!"
Why had she ever feared gangbangs? Seo Na-yeon layered excitement on excitement.
One cock cums and pulls out—no wait, no break—next one slams in.
And it wasn't gross; it was insanely good.
Half a year ago, housewife Seo Na-yeon—who only fucked her husband and toed the line otherwise—never saw this coming.
Cock slave nutjob. That was her now.