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I slowly walked toward the merchandise. Every time I took a step, the male trainers glanced at me, but they only spared me a brief look before focusing entirely on raping the woman in front of them. By then, I stood tall before the merchandise.
"I'm calling the cops! All of you! I'm sending every last one of you to prison!"
"Heh heh heh... Go ahead and try. The bosses here have connections with the police, you know? Heh heh. Why don't you just take a hit and feel good with us? You'd like that, right?"
The merchandise screamed, vehemently refusing the drug injection. The male trainer, his dick rock-hard, approached her slowly, spouting pathetic threats about how he'd have to get violent if she didn't take the shot right now.
"Step aside."
At that moment, I placed a hand on his shoulder and said it. He whipped around, scowling deeply as he shot back.
"Who the hell are you?"
A so-called trainer who couldn't even handle one piece of merchandise properly. Guys like this needed to be scrapped. No way could trash like him produce quality goods.
-Thwack!
"Guhk!"
I grabbed him by the hair and slammed his head into the left wall. His skull cracked hard against it, giving him a concussion, and he crumpled to the floor. Blood smeared thickly across the wall.
"....."
Silence fell over the place. The trainers, who had been busy fucking their women, all turned to stare at me in unison. I looked around at them and said what needed to be said.
"Get back to work."
Even after my words, their gazes lingered. Some eyed me with curiosity, others with hostility. I ignored them, turning my head to gaze at the merchandise right in front of me. She was pressed flat against the wall, trembling as she looked at me.
-Step. Step. Step.
I drew closer to her. With every step, she hugged the wall tighter, shrinking away in fear, but I didn't give a damn. I knelt right in front of her nose, locking eyes. Her gaze was filled with terror and dread.
".....What's your name?"
"Wh-what? Why do you wanna know?"
"I'm Sungmin Jeong. I'm here to help you."
"...Here to help me?"
At my words that I could help, she started to lower her guard. I gave a slight smile and continued.
"You hurt anywhere? Your knee's scraped."
"Oh. This? It's nothing."
She bowed her head, looking at her own knee. That was enough to melt most of her hostility. Opening up the merchandise's heart like this was basic basics.
But that 'trainer' from earlier? He'd skipped the basics entirely, thrashing around like a monkey in heat just to satisfy his lust.
"Th-then! Get me out of here! Please, just...!"
And the next step was 'negotiation.' Through negotiation, you'd slowly strip away her defenses and get her to spread her legs. In this case, her cards were 'escape from this place' and 'safety.'
"Of course, I'll help you. But first, just a moment."
I leaned in slowly toward her. Then, bringing my mouth to her ear, I whispered in a soft murmur.
"Everyone's watching us right now. We need to put on a show."
She heard my whisper and glanced around. Sure enough, a few trainers and drugged-up women were still eyeing us. She nodded and said to me.
"Wh-what do I need to do?"
"There's only one way out of here. First, we have to seem like we're fucking."
"Huh?"
I'd tossed out the negotiation card. To escape safely, she'd have to mix bodies with me. Now, all that was left was to sweet-talk her slowly into accepting the deal.
"I'll try not to actually insert. We'll just fake it and bolt at the first chance."
"...Even so."
"If you need time to prepare mentally, how about just a hug for starters? It'll help."
I said that and drew closer. She flinched back for a second but soon steeled herself and relaxed. I pulled her into an embrace, patting her back as I continued.
"I know this situation is bullshit. But to get out of here, you gotta brace yourself a bit."
".....It's just... so scary. I only came here to make some money. I never wanted any of this..."
I patted her back again. In a gentle, soothing voice, I opened my mouth.
"Just hold out for 30 minutes. No other way to fool them completely."
"...How am I supposed to do that with a total stranger."
"Think of it as acting. Like actors shooting a bed scene."
".....Acting."
"Yeah. You look beautiful enough to be an actress, honestly."
"...Me? An actress? No way."
"For real. Never heard anyone tell you to go into entertainment?"
"Not at all. Haha..."
An orgy party raging in the drug factory. Amid that madness, the merchandise and I kept chatting about everyday stuff. It was kinda ridiculous that we were having this conversation here, but she wanted to look away from this hellish reality, and I wanted to ease her tension. So we stayed locked in that embrace, conversation flowing.
"Hmm. Still haven't caught your name, by the way."
"Oh. Jung Juyeon."
"Jung Juyeon. Twenty-one?"
"How'd you know?"
"You look exactly that age. My little sister's twenty-one."
"Oh. You have a younger sister."
"Yeah. She just debuted as an idol not long ago."
"Huh? An idol?"
"Yep. Rookie girl group called Ain. You know 'em?"
Suddenly, Juyeon pulled out of the hug and stared straight at my face. For a split second, realization dawned on her; her expression shifted dramatically, and she cried out in delight.
"W-wait, is your sister Aria?"
"We look alike?"
"Yes!"
"That's annoying."
She giggled innocently at my words, flashing a smile. I yanked her back into a tight embrace. Flustered by the sudden hug, she stammered.
"Um, hey..."
"Can't let your guard down. Eyes are on us."
"Oh."
At my warning, Juyeon regained her composure. Relaxing was key, but too much and we couldn't set the right mood. I hadn't approached her just to chit-chat.
"Tension eased a bit? Time to get started."
"...Yeah. I'm ready."
Negotiation complete. Now that I had permission to handle her body, all I had to do was drag her slowly into the swamp of pleasure.
-Swish.
I pulled out of the hug. I gazed deeply into Jung Juyeon's face. A blush bloomed on her cheeks. My face was working its magic.
"Then, I'll kiss you."
"...Okay."
The biggest difference between Master and me? I was way younger—and way hotter. Master crushed women with money and power to force a 'sex negotiation,' but I could get that without even trying. He was born with a monster cock; I was born with this face.
"Mmm... mmph... chup.... chuup..."
And women, by nature, stick to hot guys. Even prim-and-proper Juyeon wrapped her arms around my neck once our tongues tangled, diving headfirst into the kiss.
"Haa... haa... mmph... mmm...♥"
Her voice started mixing with moans. Sign she was fully immersed. I took the chance to strip her clothes off. Soon she was down to her underwear, her plump tits and slim waistline bared before my eyes.
"Haa... haa... ngh..."
Suddenly, she pulled her mouth away, face flushed with embarrassment. I yanked off my shirt and looked at her. Her pupils drifted blankly to my chiseled pecs and abs, mouth agape.
"Ah..."
Her gaze climbed slowly upward—from my chest and throat to my face, locking there. Desire flickered in her pupils. She'd fallen for my looks.
"Excuse me."
Merchandise fully ripened. Time to fuck. I pressed my body against hers and dove back into the kiss. Now Juyeon actively tangled her tongue, hugging me tight. As she lost herself, I unhooked her bra and fondled one breast.
'Ah—' Juyeon's moan burst out.