Raiding the Main Base 1. Once Again, the Pleasure Begins.
I have no idea how much time has passed.
"Water... water."
As I begged with my parched throat, Assistant Manager Park Woojin opened his mouth and let his saliva drip down. I swallowed it like a baby bird, gulping it greedily. My throat was dry again.
"Water... water."
This time, Assistant Manager Park Woojin shoved his erect cock into my mouth. A fishy something filled it to overflowing. I thought it tasted sweet and delicious. His cock plunged back into my swollen, throbbing pussy lips. The flesh inside my vagina slowly parted, welcoming him in.
Assistant Manager Park Woojin was completely different from my husband. Deep inside, my pussy gripped him like another wall, caressing and reacting to him. The flesh tightened, grew slick, and churned in rhythm with his movements. But the problem was, the pleasure was too deep. Every single thrust sent me into orgasm.
Not fake ones—real ones that scattered my consciousness. I drooled, gasped, and hot tears streamed from my eyes. It wasn't sadness. Every time his skin touched my flesh, pleasure came disguised as guilt.
No... this... I'm betraying my husband.
Every time I screamed that inside, another climax crashed over me before the thought could finish. And I stopped resisting. I embraced him. From inside, outside, with my flesh, my mouth, my holes. He wouldn't be able to live without me. And I'd keep craving him. My pussy had learned to chant his name, and my flesh could recreate the sensation of him exploding inside. Every time he filled me completely, it felt like the first. Shattered, burning, melting, craving again. The pleasure was so deep and sweet that now anxiety gnawed without pain. If he didn't touch me, my insides burned. Even the momentary absence of his cock throbbed like ecstasy.
"Come again... I'll make sure you can't remember anyone but me."
I'd fallen hopelessly in love with Assistant Manager Park Woojin's cock—the one I'd once dismissed as pathetic. I was still bound, face buried in the bed.
"You're too much... Assistant Manager Park Woojin..."
The murderous glint had vanished completely from her face. We rolled around the bed like lovers, caressing each other's bodies. Giggling and tickling—it was no different from lovebirds at play.
It took two days to fully train her. I untied her, cooked up a meal to fill her starving belly. Manager U Mi-young's eyes went wide at the food I'd made. Her ravenous munching was adorably cute. Now she lay beside me, whining in a petulant voice.
"You were really trying to kill me?"
"No way. I was just scaring you to train you properly."
"Demon hunters are supposed to kill demons. I'm a loyal servant of Lord Belphegor."
"I know. But how could I kill such a pretty woman? And honestly, all this happened because you tried to kill me first."
"If I'd known you were stronger than me, I wouldn't have even thought it... There are plenty of survivors anyway."
Manager U Mi-young lightly pinched my nipple. Her face flushed red, still unable to shake off the afterglow of pleasure. We'd fucked nonstop for 36 hours.
"You're on Belphegor's quest, right? Even for a quest, staying in T-12 would be easier—coming back to T-16 is dangerous, isn't it?"
Manager U Mi-young's mouth fell open in shock.
"How did you know I came from T-12?"
"Demon hunter instincts?"
Manager U Mi-young blinked her big eyes at me. She was so cute I nibbled her earlobe gently, then slowly slid my cock back into her pussy.
"Haaah~ If you complete Lord Belphegor's quest, you can earn apostle status. Get lucky, and you might even become one."
We conversed through our bodies' rhythm.
"You want to become an apostle that badly? Does it change anything?"
Instead of answering, Manager U Mi-young softly stroked my back. Her vaginal walls clenched around my cock.
"If I'd known you were a demon hunter... I never would've attacked."
I could hide my White Mask identity. She only knew I was a demon hunter. She served Belphegor but dreamed of living in T-12. Probably raising a baby, living happily—who knows.
"Fine, Belphegor's apostle aside... how'd you end up as his subordinate?"
"I suddenly ended up in this red-skied T-16... Got my first quest right away. Completed it and earned my place under Lord Belphegor."
"Ah..."
Quest popped up the moment she arrived, huh. She didn't seem keen on details, and I wasn't dying to pry.
"Yeah, makes sense. This is Belphegor's hell, so following his word is like divine oracle."
"...Yeah."
Manager U Mi-young fingered my nipple, letting out a nasal moan. Her slutty body climaxed easily now. She started to say something but flinched and stopped.
I pressed my glans slowly against her cervix and whispered in her ear.
"Manager U Mi-young... tell me. Whatever you were about to say. I don't want you hiding anything from me."
She swallowed hard, caressed my cheek. Her eyebrows furrowed in pity as her lips trembled.
"But... do you know Assistant Manager Park Woojin's wife is the Japan branch president appointed by President Kim Myeon-hyeong?"
"We're divorced. Shin Serin isn't my wife anymore."
"Oh... you're divorced? Thank goodness."
"You uncovered Shin Serin's affair too?"
"Yeah... by chance. While reviewing documents."
She'd gone through every file from President Kim Myeon-hyeong's safe. Proud that she followed White Mask's orders so faithfully.
She looked up at me as if remembering more, lips moving.
"There was weird info in the Japan branch files. About Gu Mirae. You like her, right? The break room incident too."
Her face reddened.
"Gu Mirae? What about her?"
"Her husband, who she married last week, is listed as an inside director."
"What? Gu Mirae's doctor husband is an inside director at the Japan branch?"
It was shocking. Gu Mirae's husband registered as an inside director at Shin Serin's Japan branch?
"Yeah. It's suspicious. You know Ra Seung-gun? The doctor on TV. The one who hit it big with his startup IPO. That's Gu Mirae's husband."
"Ra Seung-gun?"
A chill ran down my spine at this tangled karma with Shin Serin. I'd sued all nine of her affair partners civilly, memorizing their names. Ra Seung-gun, the doctor, was unforgettable—he'd fucked her in our house, on my bed.
"What interesting connections. Ra Seung-gun was one of my ex-wife's affair partners too. Kim Myeon-hyeong's one, and so's Ra Seung-gun."
"Oh my god... what a mess. Cheaters... tsk tsk."
Her face flushed beet red after saying it. Not her place, considering her sham marriage to Department Head Choi Dong-jin.
"Since Kim Myeon-hyeong was an affair partner, I wrecked this world's version first."
Manager U Mi-young stifled a laugh. She knew I'd burst his balls and made him a eunuch.
"Looks like we have a common enemy. I need to find dirt on President Kim Myeon-hyeong."
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Deal?"
I extended a hand for a shake, cock still buried inside her.
"First handshake with insertion. New for me."
"Me too."
Mid-shake, her renewed arousal flipped us into mating press. Her pussy was so chewy. Same body and weakness as U Pu's, but felt distinctly different. That 1% difference made her a whole other person.
"I've spent too much time here. Need to finish the quest and head back quick. Department Head Choi Dong-jin's on a US trip..."
"Left something important behind?"
"...Yeah."
She hid the baby from me. I'd sucked her milk dry earlier, yet she thought me a fool.
"Planning to go to the real world? I'll be heading there soon too."
"Huh...? You know how to get to T-12?"
"Department store basement level 3. I know the gate. Commuting to the real world. Demon hunter perks."
"True..."
As I tried pulling out, she clung to my back again.
"Assistant Manager Park, this time... from behind. But... what if we run into each other in the real world?"
"Just keep it from Department Head Choi Dong-jin. Break room rendezvous?"
"Not in the real world. Only sex in this T-16 hell dimension."
She declared it like a vow. But her pussy clenched harder. Words and actions didn't match.
"All your holes love me, you said."
"Haaah~ Don't say that... haaht!!"
Her waist arched like a bow.
"What? Already cumming, Manager? You wanted it from behind. Or just like this?"
"Don't know... don't say... haaaang~♥"
Her squirt shot to the ceiling.
The info from Manager U Mi-young wasn't just about Ra Seung-gun. It included details on President Kim Myeon-hyeong's wife and daughter too.
"Birds of a feather flock together... like husband, like wife, like daughter."
'XX Luxury Housing Guard Abuse Mother-Daughter.'
Famous case. Gangnam's ritzy villa neighborhood. The 60-year-old guard at the entrance booth who drowned himself in the Han River. Turns out, a mother-daughter duo harassed him for over a year over a parking ticket. Made him salute residents every morning, yanked his AC in summer, treated him like a slave after becoming HOA president. He couldn't take it and jumped. Nationwide outrage at the abusive duo.
They were President Kim Myeon-hyeong's wife and daughter.
"Was debating raiding Nexus, but this simplifies it."
I'm no bleeding-heart vigilante sensitive to public fury, but this gave my conscience a slight itch for guilt-by-association.
Nice, thorough info to quiet that.
Getting President Kim Myeon-hyeong's address was easy.
"Seo Ji-hye's thirty-nine. Daughter Kim Gayeong's twenty... popped 'em out early, huh?"
Had their profiles too. The Bentley glided smoothly on T-16's empty roads. Kim Myeon-hyeong's place was in Gangnam's elite villa district. Separate gate with tall walls at the entrance. Pulled up in the Bentley, and the guard shack opened the gate without a fuss. That's why they sing "expensive car, expensive car."
The high walls and grand gate flaunted their wealth and power. Even in T-16, Kim Myeon-hyeong lived large.
Enjoying luxuries in this shell world too.
Parked and headed to the front gate. Rang the bell. Footsteps inside soon after. The heavy iron door creaked open.
Walked the manicured lawn path to the entrance. Opened the door to find a woman in her thirties standing there.
Curly long hair, elegant and refined beauty.
This must be Seo Ji-hye.
She wore a top-tier silk dress, staring up at me with hollow eyes. No emotion in her gaze, but a faint furrow between her brows betrayed mechanical wariness of a stranger.
[152, 188, 114]
President Kim Myeon-hyeong had no interest in anal—obvious from Jin Sun-mi. The 114 internal ejaculations weren't his doing.
Seo Ji-hye, you enjoyed the backdoor plenty behind his back. But damn, prettier than expected?
Looks don't correlate with evil. I flashed her a light Joker smile. She mechanically curled her lips in response. Empty, like a programmed reaction, devoid of human feeling.
Stepped inside to a vast, lavish living room. Top-end furniture, pricey art everywhere. But no warmth—just cold, static museum vibes.
"Where's your daughter?"
No reaction. Seo Ji-hye sat on the living room sofa and started knitting. Her hands moved familiarly, mechanically, eyes unfocused on empty space. Her routine, apparently. Hard to believe those vacant eyes belonged to a living person.
Looked around. Small door ajar by the stairs to the second floor. Peered in: ponytail girl at a desk. Kim Myeon-hyeong's daughter, Kim Gayeong. Beautiful like her mom. Preppy outfit, pen in hand, but her notebook was scribbled with meaningless lines. Her eyes were hollow too.
[0, 0, 0]
These stunning mother and daughter—the infamous XX Luxury Housing Guard Abuse duo.
"Just think of it as karma."
