The Team Leader Who Only Bullies Me (4)
"...Yes."
Seo-yeon Yoo shuddered but answered obediently, as if the moment had finally arrived. Her tense eyes burned with fervent anticipation.
Of course, I had no intention of giving her exactly what she wanted so easily. If I had, I would've done whatever I pleased right away instead of waiting a whole week.
"If there's something you want, just say it clearly."
"W-what..."
"It's obvious what you want, but unless you say it first, Team Leader, I'm not doing a thing."
Before I got the Succubus System, I couldn't have understood it, but lust doesn't fade easily. You might get temporary relief, but the better the pleasure, the harder it sticks in your mind, nagging at you relentlessly. Unless you get exactly what you crave, the thirst never truly quenches.
Take me—I was blowing off steam three times a day in Kim Min-ah's mouth, but after tasting Seo-yeon's pussy, that ecstasy kept flashing back, making it torture to hold back no matter how many times a day.
Seo-yeon had to be even worse off than me. Just seeing my face must boil her lust, and even if she tried masturbating, all she'd think of was me ravaging her. Could she really satisfy herself like that? No exaggeration—that orgasm had been mind-melting enough to roll her eyes back.
The dark circles etched deep under her eyes were proof enough she was pent-up to the brink.
"If you have nothing else to say, I'll be going."
I turned to leave the break room, figuring she'd hold out a bit longer. That's when she cried out desperately.
"W-wait!"
"......"
"...Please."
I locked eyes with her silently, staring her down to see what she'd say. She timidly added the polite suffix, remembering my order.
"I-it's not like I want anything..."
"You know best what you want. Don't play games."
"......"
Her eyes quivered. She opened and closed her mouth several times before finally steeling herself.
"...Sex."
"Say it properly."
"Please have sex with me..."
Jackpot. Her small, clear voice enunciated every syllable, her face flushing crimson all the way to her ears. A rush of superiority surged through me—I'd finally broken this bitchy woman's spirit.
"Good."
"Really...?"
"I told you I'd do it if you were honest, didn't I? Of course..."
I wasn't just going to give it to her for free.
"I'm granting your wish, Team Leader, so I should get something in return."
"W-what do you want..."
"Hmm. Money, maybe?"
"...How much?"
I'd thrown it out as a joke, but she asked seriously. Being rich, she probably figured money made everything easier.
"Kidding. We'll figure out payment later. For now..."
I trailed off, dropping my pants and underwear. The thought of devouring her body again had my cock rock-hard and throbbing before I even started.
"Ah...!"
Seo-yeon stared at it like she was mesmerized, letting out a gasp of admiration.
"Suck it."
From the moment I'd targeted her, I'd decided to put her completely under me. First step: establish the hierarchy crystal clear.
"What are you waiting for? You gonna do it or not?"
"That's..."
"If you don't want to, just say so. I'll stop."
"N-no."
"Polite speech."
"...No, sir."
Realizing I wasn't budging, she switched back to polite speech. She rose from the sofa, knelt before me, crouching low.
"Haa...!"
Her mouth parted, hot breath grazing my cock. It twitched hard at the sensation alone, and she watched with heated eyes before lowering her head.
"Mmmph, slurp, schluuuurp...!"
Fuuuck...
The pleasure from below drew a stifled groan from me. Seo-yeon's blowjob was nothing like Min-ah's. Where Min-ah sucked to milk out cum efficiently, Seo-yeon lavished it like a gourmet meal, licking and sucking every inch with passion.
"Mmmph...! Slurrrp...♡"
She'd tease the glans obsessively, trace the bulging veins along the shaft with her tongue tip, then deep-throat it. Tilting her head to jab the glans against her inner cheeks, puffing them out, then swallowing deep and sucking with wet pops. Her half-lidded, dazed expression looked blissfully happy, like she was savoring the world's finest delicacy.
"Taste good?"
"Slurp, smooch...! It tastes so good..."
"Polite speech."
"Mmm. It tastes so good, sir..."
I hadn't even hypnotized her to think it tasted good. But the way she devoured it greedily while answering? No way that was fake.
"Slurrrp...! Mmph...! Schluuuurp...!"
Damn...
Sorry, Min-ah, but Seo-yeon's technique was on another level—too good to even compare. Pleasure flooded me like a torrent, building to climax in seconds as my cock swelled to its limit.
"Mmmph...♡"
Without me saying a word, she sensed it, slowing her frantic pace to languid strokes, deep-throating and suckling softly with her whole mouth to coax it out.
Splurt! Spluuuurt!
"Haa..."
Cum erupted in thick surges. She took every drop pouring into her mouth, bobbing gently to milk out even the remnants clinging inside.
"Mmm... gulp... guuulp..."
Eyes closed, she swallowed with audible gulps. Perverted as hell—another stark contrast to Min-ah.
"Taste good?"
"Haa... Yes, it tastes good, sir..."
"Then who said you could swallow?"
"Pardon...?"
"I didn't say you could."
Of course, I hadn't told her not to, either. From her perspective, arguing would make me look petty. But instead of retorting, she eyed me anxiously, gauging my mood.
"From now on, swallow only when I tell you. Got it?"
"...Yes, sir."
Her compliance exceeded expectations. Probably because she was eager for what came next.
"Alright, my turn to return the favor. Have a seat on the sofa?"
"Yes...!"
Her wary glances softened into bright eagerness. She sprang up and sat demurely on the sofa.
But before giving her what she wanted, one more step remained.
"Let's get prepped first."
"Prepped...?"
"Nothing major. Just in case. I'm not raping you, right?"
I pulled out my phone from my pocket.
"Take off your skirt."
"...Yes, sir."
She looked uneasy but obeyed, slipping off her skirt. Was this her usual style, or had she worn it to tempt me? Black lace panties, high-end design.
"Pants too? Come on, everything off if we're doing this right."
"......"
Face burning with shame, she peeled off her stockings and panties. Whether from the blowjob alone or not, her pussy was already slick and dripping.
"Now tell me what you want, Team Leader. How should I do it for you?"
Ding— I stepped back for a full shot and hit record.
"What do you want me to do?"
Aware of the camera, she flushed to her ears, clamping her thighs and covering her crotch with her hand.
"No answer, no action."
"...Please have sex with me."
"Spread your legs, hold your pussy open, and say it again."
Her face crumpled like she might burst into tears—she hadn't expected this. I waited silently, staring down. Pushed to her limit, she parted her legs, trembling hands grasping her mound and slowly spreading it.
Schlick—
A lewd sound accompanied the reveal of her sopping pussy. Vivid pink inner folds glistened, the entrance writhing invitingly, begging to be filled.
"P-please have sex with me."
"Didn't think you'd go this far. You want it that bad?"
"This is all your fault...!"
"Why blame me for you being a perv? Someone might think I told you to masturbate at work."
"Ngh...!"
I mocked her outright, and fury overtook her shame—she gnashed her teeth, glaring daggers. Funny thing: her hands never left her pussy.
"Anyway, you did good following orders. Time for your reward."
I stopped recording, set the phone on the desk. Tension drained from her; she slumped, but her sharp expression melted into eager anticipation at "reward."
I climbed onto the sofa, laid her back, and spread her legs. I wasn't as desperate as her, but that half-finished fuck last time lingered, testing my restraint. Gripping my impatiently twitching cock, I pressed the tip to her entrance—scorching heat radiated from the contact.
Schluuuck—!
Her fully aroused pussy clenched greedily around my massive shaft, welcoming it effortlessly.
"Haaah...♡"
As the glans nudged and pressed her cervix, she melted into ecstasy, moaning sweetly. Felt just as incredible for me. Ten days later, her pussy was still perfection. Hot as a steamy bath, slick walls coiled and clung wetly. Even unmoving, every shudder of her body made them ripple and massage my cock like they were savoring it—hard to savor slowly without losing it.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
"Ah, ahn, ahn, ah...!"
She poured out melting moans with every thrust.
"Feel good?"
"Hngh...! Y-yes... so gooood...!"
"Polite speech."
"Eek...! It f-feels good, sir...! Hooo...!"
Too late—she'd slipped into casual mid-moan. I slammed deep, grinding my hips to mash her cervix, and she reacted instantly.
Squish, squish, squish...!
"Ngh, oh, oof...!"
Her hips bucked wildly, quivering; fists clenched the sheets like she'd rip them; her pussy spasmed in orgasmic waves, squeezing so tight it was almost painful.
The reaction was killer, but that writhing, clenching grip? Dizzyingly good.