FFFM Pool Party (2)
The moment the thick wad of cash hit the floor with a dull thud, the three sluts dropped to their knees.
“Nngh…!”
The friendly exchange of opinions from just moments ago vanished. Now they were shoving each other’s shoulders in a frantic race to win.
The first to snatch the money was none other than Cho Hyun-soo’s wife.
“Congratulations. You can keep the cash you brought over.”
As expected of a full-time housewife—she was the most practical of the bunch.
“Haa… thank you…”
Before the three panting women could regain their senses, I assigned the next mission.
“One million won to the bitch who shakes her hips in the most vulgar position.”
Their eyes widened in surprise.
I half-expected them to hesitate again, but—
“Woof… woof…!”
Park Ji-seok’s girlfriend took the lead. She dropped into a rear-entry stance, lifting one leg and wiggling her ass like a bitch in heat.
“Haaang! Please fuck me, Master…! Master…!”
Cho Geolle immediately lay flat on the floor. She hooked her arms behind her knees, hoisted her legs high enough to lift her waist, and shook her hips with her tongue hanging out.
“Oink! Oink, oink!”
Finally, Kim Geon-hyeok’s girlfriend placed both hands behind her head, rose onto her tiptoes, and sank into a squat. She spread everything that could possibly be spread—from her armpits to her thighs.
She moved exactly like she was riding a man in cowgirl position, and her enormous breasts bounced heavily up and down. Each time they slammed back down against her chest, they made loud, wet slaps.
“Woof! Woof woof!”
“Please fuck me, Master…!”
“Oink, oink oink!”
Just what kind of lives had these women lived?
Apparently serving as the girlfriends of those tattooed pig thugs wasn’t a role an ordinary woman could handle.
To discard their human dignity so easily for a mere million won.
Of course, it wasn’t a small sum compared to the physical effort, but still.
“Enough. The winner is Kim Geolle.”
I couldn’t stand watching their nauseating display any longer and arbitrarily declared a victor.
“Haa…! Thank you, oink oink…!”
Even though she had earned the money by degrading her own body, Kim Geolle bowed deeply as she accepted the cash.
“There’s still one bitch who hasn’t earned a single penny.”
“……”
Park Geolle blushed and lowered her head.
The other two sluts standing beside her clutched their bundles of money and snickered.
It was a scene that shattered common sense—who the hell were they to laugh at anyone?
“Park Geolle, what exactly are you good at?”
“Ah… well…”
The slut fidgeted with her fingers, hesitating.
After much thought, the answer she finally spat out was pathetic.
“Running…?”
“…… Should I release some wild dogs? Want to run until you drop?”
I barely held back the laughter threatening to burst out of me.
“You’ve been doing so well until now. Have you still not figured out what kind of place this is?”
“Ah……!”
Park Geolle lifted her head as if a light bulb had gone off.
“S-Sex… I’m good at sex…”
That timidly murmured answer was all she had.
“I’m good at that too!”
“I used to work at a 2.5 million won club! If the price is right……”
The other two raised their hands and shouted, refusing to be outdone.
Watching them, I couldn’t help but shake my head.
“There’s no way I would ever have sex with any of you.”
“Why not…? Are you impotent……”
“How many times do you think those pathetic loser dicks of Kim Geon-hyeok, Park Ji-seok, and Cho Hyun-soo have been in and out of your pussies? And you want me to stick mine in there? Do I look like I came here to make money?”
At my words, the women’s mouths clamped shut.
But unlike before, they didn’t glare at me with offended expressions. The sluts simply lowered their eyes in silence.
They had finally learned their place.
“So, Park Geolle. What makes you think you’re good at sex?”
At my question, Park Ji-seok’s girlfriend stared straight into my eyes with absolute confidence and answered.
“Tightening! Ji-seok says my pussy is the tightest in the world! Other men also…”
A statement with zero intention of hiding her vulgar nature.
“……Is that so?”
That gave me a perfect idea.
A game perfectly suited to their level.
“Um… what is that…?”
When I returned from inside the hotel carrying something, Park Geolle asked in a voice full of suspicion.
“Grissini. Or I suppose you could call them breadsticks.”
Crack—
“It feels like this. It snaps with just a little pressure. You understand the texture, right?”
Even though I had explained it kindly, they still looked confused.
That was only natural.
I was about to make them do something beyond their imagination.
“Second mission. Each of you will insert one into your pussy. The first to break hers wins three million won. The condition is ‘without using your hands.’”
“……Yes?”
This was the kind of challenge that could surpass even their standards.
They had performed those inhuman acts without hesitation earlier, yet now they were once again glancing at each other.
But they had work tomorrow, and I had no time to indulge their whining.
“If you’re going to keep dawdling, should I just send you home? You’re getting a hundred thousand won per hour—does other people’s money mean nothing to you?”
Finally snapping out of it, the women each took a stick, spread their legs, and bent their knees one by one.
It clearly wasn’t a familiar position. Their bodies trembled as they desperately tried to push the grissini into their pussies without using their hands.
“Just to be clear, the winner is the one who breaks it using only vaginal pressure without touching it. Oh, and if it breaks before insertion, you’re disqualified.”
The most enthusiastic was Park Geolle. She hadn’t earned a single bonus yet, so it made sense.
Besides, this event had practically been made for her.
“Ugh…!”
Kim Geolle finished inserting first. She clenched her fists and began straining as if she were trying to take a shit—an utterly disgusting sight.
“Me, I’m first…! The million won… it’s mine…!”
Cho Geolle followed right after, desperately trying to clench her pussy. Realizing that just using her sphincter wasn’t enough, she started shaking her ass as well.
“………!”
As expected, Park Geolle started last. Being the shortest of the three, she had pushed it in deeper than the others so the stick wouldn’t touch the ground.
“Nngh…!”
It was nothing short of a comedy.
Three women with boyfriends and a husband, completely naked, standing in front of a man they had just met, shoving foreign objects into their pussies and straining with everything they had.
This view is too good to keep to myself.
As if it had read my mind, the camera mounted on the second-floor hotel canopy nodded.
I lay back on the sunbed with my legs crossed, savoring the contest to determine who was the most pathetic for several minutes.
Crack—
“I-I did it…! I did it! It’s me, it’s me! I’m first!”
For better or worse, the winner was Park Geolle.
She jumped around holding the broken piece of grissini that had fallen to the ground, but the motion pushed the stick out of her pussy and it clattered onto the floor.
“Damn… it was so close…”
The two losers watched, then awkwardly emptied their pussies as well.
“Here, two hundred. Did you all have fun?”
I handed over the bundles of fifty-thousand-won bills and started to get up.
“It’s only been an hour…?!”
“Can’t you give us more things to do? We have plenty of time!”
Blinded by money, they were begging me to degrade them even further.
…At this point, only one thing came to mind.
It was still a bit of a waste, but since they had followed along without complaint, they deserved a proper reward.
“Alright. Stay a while longer to kill time. Can you pour me some drinks?”
The moment I lay back down on the sunbed, the three sluts rushed over and surrounded me.
“Should we give you a massage? Hm?”
“I like men who can hold their liquor~”
Park Geolle knelt at my feet, Cho Geolle grabbed the liquor bottle first.
“Oppa, your hands must be bored.”
Kim Geolle kept trying to press my hand against her breasts, acting annoyingly.
“Additional mission while we kill time.”
I roughly pushed their antics aside and showed them the screen I had prepared on my phone. The women tilted their heads in confusion.
“Hmm… Min Arin…? I feel like I’ve heard that name a lot…”
“The lines on here—the one who reads them in the most vulgar way gets a hundred thousand won per line. Put some real emotion into your acting.”
The moment I finished speaking, the three sluts’ faces brightened. They began chattering in coquettish voices.
— Woof! Woof…!
— Please fuck me, Master…!
— Oink! Oink, oink!
— Nngh…!
— I did it! It’s me! I’m first!
Total expenditure: 13.1 million won.
It was probably too much to spend on women I would only see once.
Still, if I thought of it as ‘severance pay,’ then whatever.
“……Ugh.”
Even getting off the elevator today, the rotten smell hit me immediately.
It was about time to wrap up this company life.
The moment I lifted my head while having such idle thoughts—
Splash!
“……!”
The cold water flying toward my face soaked me from head to toe.
“Wahaha! Surprise, you fucker!”
So the ‘rotten smell’ wasn’t just my imagination.
A foul stench wafted from my wet clothes.
“Doesn’t it remind you of the old days? Every time you snuck off to take a shit, we’d wash you with the water we used to rinse the mops, remember?!”
Just as he said, it all came rushing back.
Whether I lied to the teacher about going to the infirmary, or hid throughout break time only to sneak into the bathroom when the bell rang.
Every time I sat down in a stall, those bastards would find me like ghosts and douse me with filthy water.
Just like now.
“Hey, what’s with this fucker’s expression? It’s a joke, you idiot. Can’t friends play pranks? Why aren’t you smiling?”
“……”
I needed to control my expression.
But all I could think was that I had been far too lenient.
I wanted to break one of their jaws right then and there, but—
“I’ll head in first. It would be troublesome if I’m late again.”
I decided to postpone physical revenge.
Because something far more painful than beating them unconscious was waiting for them.
“Ah, Intern Choi! Did you come from cleaning out a septic tank?! Fuck, what is that smell?!”
The moment I entered the office, Min Arin pinched her nose and shouted.
The other employees also looked displeased. Lingering would only cause trouble for everyone, so—
Right on cue, the three lackeys sauntered in, snickering.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
“This dog bastard is acting all high and mighty today. See you later?”
They still had the habit of slapping the back of my head as they passed.
The moment they sat down at their desks—
Flick!
All at once, Min Arin’s and the lackeys’ monitors turned on.
“What the hell is this?”
A video began playing on the screens.
— I heard Min Arin spends oppa’s money so fucking well, so I came, but oppa, you’re not just good at spending money—you’re insanely good at it, aren’t you? A man who knows how to spend is the hottest!
— If I really divorce and come over, you’ll give me Min Arin’s position? For real? If you give me the contract first, I’ll stamp the divorce papers tomorrow and come straight over—.
— Min Arin already wrecked her pussy completely, didn’t she? Instead of that loose slut, can’t you love my pussy instead? Huh? I was a girl who charged at least five hundred thousand won per session, you know?
“What the— is this a hack…? Some kind of ransomware…?”
Unlike the panicking Min Arin, the three men froze solid as they stared at their monitors.
And the highlight was still coming.
The women’s faces were mosaiced, but mine was clearly visible as they poured drinks and fawned over me.
Those hundred-thousand-won lines had been worth every penny.
“Hey, Min Arin.”
“What… what the hell is this…! Who are those sluts…! How do they know my name…”
Cho Hyun-soo glared at Min Arin like he wanted to kill her and stepped right up to her face.
“You fucking bitch… what kind of ideas did you plant in my wife’s head…”
“What…? Wife…?”
“If you don’t answer me properly from now on, you’ll spend the rest of your life with a ruined mouth, you understand…”
“………What…?”
I disliked violence.
But I decided to watch until that fist went up.