T-16 Office Life 3
"Section Chief. You know what? I've always wanted to fuck you from behind like this while working at the office."
I gripped her waist tightly with both hands. It was so slender, like an ant's, my fingertips nearly touching.
"Haaah... Assistant Manager Park Woojin... more... right there..."
U Mi-young's moans grew louder with every sound from her lips. Each time my cock relentlessly thrust deep inside her, her body convulsed. Her sensitive inner walls, teased by my fingers, clenched around my shaft, leaking her juices.
"Haaang... ahh!"
Every time her body jolted, the bondage knots dug into her skin. Pain and pleasure crashed over her simultaneously, twisting her expression. As she squeezed her eyes shut and then opened them, her pupils were dilated wide.
"Section Chief, spread your legs wider."
At my whisper, she instinctively parted them further. Her pussy was fully exposed, and with every thrust in and out, it made a wet schlurp sound, splattering her arousal everywhere.
"Ah... no... we can't... ahhh!"
"What's not allowed? My cock throbbing inside your pussy? Or you enjoying yourself while throwing your life away?"
U Mi-young's cheeks were already flushed red. Her nipples stood rock-hard, straining against the fabric of her dress. I tugged on the ropes binding her, making her stand a little straighter, then kept pounding her from behind.
"Haht! No... like this... eek!"
My hand slid up her stomach and grabbed her breast. Even through the wine-red dress, I could feel her nipple rolling between my fingers. I pinched the sharp, erect bud, and her body went rigid.
"Ahhh! Stop... please..."
"Section Chief, the game's still on. You haven't admitted defeat yet. Say it, and I'll snap your neck right away."
Her pussy clenched hard! around me.
"W... Woojin... s... spare me."
"Hmm... should I?"
I licked her earlobe and whispered. Kissing her nape sent goosebumps rippling across her body. Her pussy squeezed my cock even tighter.
"Kuhng... no... don't... ahht!"
I started rubbing her clit with my fingers. My cock kept plunging deep into her depths. Her pussy made wet squelch sounds as her juices overflowed, dripping down her thighs to the floor.
"Section Chief U Mi-young, what do you think your body is saying right now?"
She didn't answer. Instead, her hips began moving in rhythm with mine. Her back arched like a bow from the pleasure, her sweat-soaked hair sticking to her face.
"Your body is begging for more, Section Chief. It says it doesn't care if your soul dies."
"N... no... haaang!"
I stimulated her G-spot, and her hips shuddered violently. Her pussy gushed honey-like fluids, clamping down harder on my cock. Her once-beautiful face was crumbling under the ecstasy.
"Section Chief, I'm just giving you what you want."
"F... fuck... ahhhh!"
"Your face is so red. Embarrassed by this situation? Or drunk on pleasure?"
My hand wrapped around her throat. I applied slight pressure, and her eyes widened. But her pussy gripped my glans even harder. A moan escaped her lips.
"Ha... hang... choke... me..."
Terror flashed in U Mi-young's eyes. As I squeezed her neck, her pussy milked my cock, and I kept thrusting mercilessly. Her body trembled between pleasure and fear.
"Section Chief, I'm not going to kill you. I need you."
I released her throat. She gasped for air desperately. In that moment, her pussy relaxed briefly before clamping down with even greater force. Her body shook violently.
"Haaaang! No... I'm cumming... if I cum... I'll die... no... ahhhh!"
Her body convulsed wildly. Her pussy sprayed like a fountain, as if a motor were attached. I held still until her orgasm subsided. As the tremors stopped, I whispered in her ear again.
"Section Chief U Mi-young, you lost."
"N... no... I haven't... I didn't cum... I just had to pee... that's all."
Her pupils shook violently. Anxiety and fear dominated her brain.
"Yeah. I just peed myself!"
My cock was already pressed against her cervix, standing rigid. I slowly tightened my grip on her slender neck.
Gulp. Her throat bobbed, her face paling.
"Should I let it slide just once?"
"Please... forgive me... Assistant Manager Park Woojin... please spare me."
I grabbed her waist and began slowly pistoning again. Soon, U Mi-young relaxed, feeling my cock moving inside her walls. Movement meant more sex, after all.
"I let it slide once, so at least moan for me, right, Section Chief?"
I roughly fondled her breasts and whispered in her ear.
"Haaang~ haang... haang~"
Her moans trembled. Her face was lost in pleasure, but her eyes still held a flicker of resistance. I turned her body to face me. The wine-red dress was soaked with sweat and juices.
"Let's keep going, then."
I tore her dress. Riiip!! The deep wine fabric shredded and scattered to the floor. Her heavy breasts spilled free— the maternal figure O Nangryun had raved about upon seeing Pu.
Her pink nipples stood erect. I latched onto one with my mouth, rolling it with my tongue. Her body began trembling again.
"Hahht... breasts... no... ahhng!"
As I sucked her nipple, my hand kept teasing her clit. Her legs, drained of strength, quivered. When my cock rubbed her entrance, her hips bucked involuntarily.
"Put it in... please put it in..."
A tiny whisper escaped her lips. I pulled away from her nipple and gazed at her pleasure-defeated beauty.
"What was that?"
"Ah... nothing... haang..."
Her face burned red. Her eyes glazed over in ecstasy again, her breaths growing heavier. No wonder—I'd been sleeping with Pu (U Mi-young) every day, mastering all her weaknesses.
I kissed her lips. Her tongue wrapped around mine. Sweet saliva dripped from her half-open mouth.
"Mmmph... haang... mm... slurp..."
While kissing, my cock kept grinding her entrance. Every time her clit brushed my glans, her body twitched. Her hips sought me out unconsciously.
"Put it in... please..."
The whisper came again. I murmured in her ear.
"Is that your surrender?"
"F... fuck... just put it inside. It's not like 'cum inside me' or 'do more'... haaht."
Her voice trembled badly. Tears welled in her eyes. I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy. Her tight flesh welcomed me without a gap.
"Haaaang! Ung... ahhh..."
Her body shook again. I thrust deep. I felt her cervix kissing my glans.
"Section Chief, my cock is poking your womb entrance. Can you feel it?"
"Hahht! There... ahhhh!"
Her body shuddered violently. Juices squirted from her pussy like a fountain. The orgasm dragged on as my raging cock pounded mercilessly. Her body convulsed in spasms.
"Haaaang... no... cumming again... ahhhh!"
Her face twisted in ecstasy. Her defeated eyes rolled back wildly, tongue lolling out—a classic ahegao expression.
"Section Chief, your face is so slutty. That's total defeat, right?"
"Haaang... f... fuck... ahhhh!"
Her body kept trembling, like a fawn on the brink of freezing in winter. I pulled out and brought my cock to her mouth. It glistened with her juices, swaying before her face.
"Suck it."
Without resistance, she took me in. Her hot, wet mouth enveloped me, her tongue swirling around my glans.
"Mmmph... slurp... mm... haaang..."
With sounds from her mouth, my cock moved inside. Her soft tongue wrapped around me, her cheeks sucking as she serviced me. Tears streamed from her eyes.
"Section Chief, how does your own taste?"
She didn't answer. Instead, her mouth kept working my cock. Hands bound, she used only her head and mouth. Every lick at my slit sent electricity through my lower abdomen.
"Haaang... tastes good... more... slurp..."
A tiny sound leaked out. I stroked her hair lightly; her upturned eyes were moist. Grabbing her hair, I shoved deep into her throat.
"Gack! Guuugh..."
Her throat clenched around me. Tears poured from her wide eyes. I held her head and fucked her mouth. Saliva drooled from her lips, dripping down her chin.
"Mmmph... gack... haaang... slurp..."
My cock thrust relentlessly. Her tight throat milked me with every squeeze. Her face was a mess of saliva and tears.
"Section Chief, you lost."
No answer. But her eyes met mine, resistance gone. Obedient now, she kept sucking.
"Can I kill you now?"
Her eyes widened in shock. She pulled off and shook her head.
"No... please..."
Terror resurfaced. Cortisol, dopamine, oxytocin swirled in her brain. Her defenses heightened her nerves, amplifying pleasure, which planted fantasies of my cock. The conditioning was progressing faster than expected. Human brains are so fragile—easily gaslit by repeated fear, like unethical shrinks or doomsday cult pastors.
I stroked her hair gently.
"Section Chief U Mi-young. I won't take your life. Instead... I'll kill you another way."
I moved behind her. She was utterly broken. Quests, victory—none mattered; she focused only on the moment's pleasure.
Squelch, squelch, squelch. Her pussy, filled with juices, adapted to my size.
"Huuung... so deep...♥ Don't thrust so deep.♥♥"
She writhed, but bound, it only stimulated me more.
"Section Chief, your grip feels great. Let me make you feel even better."
"N... no... eek?!"
Goosebumps rose on her back; her neck arched. Another orgasm hit, squirting wildly. Knowing a woman's weaknesses was like cheating. U Mi-young had no choice but to submit completely. Her fierce expression crumbled.
I battered her G-spot with my glans, whispering low. She twisted like a quaking aspen, ticklish and sensitive. Her body was hypersensitive now—anything I did spiked her pleasure.
"Sp... spare me..."
I rubbed and pressed her swollen clit gently. Her breaths grew ragged again.
"Even as Belphegor's apostle, you couldn't beat me, Section Chief. Belphegor himself would have to come at me."
"What??"
At Belphegor's name, her eyes bulged. Ignoring it, I hammered her cervix, burrowing deep.
Spurt, spurt. I came inside her, pressing against her back. As I slowly withdrew, a thick gush of semen poured from her pussy.
"Huuuung... huu."
Her eyes half-lidded in bliss. But she forced her lips open to ask,
"How... do you know Lord Belphegor?"
I licked her nape and shifted to her ass. Spreading her hole slowly, I pushed in my slick, still-hard cock.
"Huuuugh... hng!!"
I sealed her mouth with mine. Lost in pleasure, she accepted my tongue in a fierce kiss. Knowing a woman's weaknesses was terrifyingly effective.
After the kiss, her dazed expression turned questioning.
"Assistant Manager Park Woojin... how do you know Lord Belphegor?"
I thrust deep into her ass.
"Because I'm a demon hunter who hunts demon kings."
Her ass clenched tight!
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U Mi-young felt like she was going insane. That massive, throbbing cock turned her whole body into a pussy. The pain of the ropes digging into her skin only fueled the pleasure. Him being a demon hunter was a shock—the reason she inevitably lost this wicked duel.
"I'm... a demon, so why... won't you kill me?"
"You're Section Chief U Mi-young. My coworker on the project."
She recalled the kind-faced Assistant Manager Park Woojin. Always diligent and upright. Now he'd returned as a demon hunter. The problem? His cock felt too damn good.
"Haaaang~~ It feels so good. So good... better than my husband... haaang!"
She confessed what she couldn't voice before.
"Aw~ But you love Department Head Choi Dong-jin more, right?"
"Even so... my pussy, my womb loves Assistant Manager Park Woojin's cock more...♥"
The thick shaft stirred her insides, hot semen flooding every crevice. Pure bliss. She'd never known sex could be this good.
'Is this what conditioning is...'
Deep down, hatred and fear for Park Woojin lingered, but her body craved him. All her holes now belonged to Demon Hunter Assistant Manager Park Woojin. Her womb dropped with a thud as he pressed her cervix.
"Huuuuaaaang~♥"
She buried her face in the bed, lost in ecstasy, unable to move for a while. The pleasure was etched into her brain. The scent of soaked sheets—her juices and semen—assailed her nose. She couldn't lift her head. Looking at his cock would make her horny again.
She pressed her face into the bed, struggling against the pleasure.
"I'll spare you... so when we meet in T-12, treat me well. Even if we're demon hunter and demon... we're coworkers, right?"
Park Woojin's voice echoed like a dream.