‘You think so too, right? Pussy.♥’
'You think so too, right? Pussy.♥'
[Seo-jun's Perspective]
"Nyeh-heh... Mo... more, please...♥"
Cecilia Ravenridge, sprawled on the floor.
She's a sight to behold.
Her face is a mess of drool and tears. Her eyes are unfocused, drenched in pleasure.
Saliva stretches long between her parted lips.
Jjigeugeuk. Chureup.
The backside crawling out from under the desk on all fours. I lower my gaze to her crotch.
Jilcheok. Jjigeogeogeok.
The stocking fabric that had been shoved all the way to her cervix by the pillar.
It clings tightly to her swollen, wet mucosa.
Jjeoeop. Pyucheuseulp.
The gaping meat cave.
Gasping at the empty air, it vomits up white foam.
It's as if she's protesting that she hasn't had enough yet.
"You're a real bitch, aren't you?"
Snicker.
A dry laugh escapes me.
I pull up my pants.
Clang.
The metallic sound of tightening my belt.
Cecilia's shoulders flinch at the sound.
"Huh...?"
She tilts her head, making a stupid sound.
"Seo, Seo-jun-ssi...? W-what about the... cock...?"
"Cock?"
"You said... you'd cum... more... inside my pussy hole..."
Such vulgar expressions roll off those delicate lips so easily.
But I have no intention of playing along any further.
It's good to drench her in pleasure all at once.
But if I want to keep her on a leash, I need to know how to make her yearn for it.
"Who said that?"
I slump back into my chair.
I cross my legs and fold my arms.
"I just shot one off. I'm not a machine."
"Ah..."
Cecilia's lips tremble.
Kkureureuk... Kkulleong.
Her lower abdomen heaves.
Her uterus, bulging with the semen she's holding.
Is there still room for more? Or does she already miss the cum?
It contracts on its own, making her belly bulge in a grotesque way.
"B-but... hic... I-I feel empty..."
Cecilia crawls over on her knees.
She rubs her cheek against my foot.
She looks like a large dog begging for affection from its master.
"Please... won't you? Just once... please, fuck me one more time..."
"Tsk."
I push her forehead away with the tip of my foot.
"Official business is concluded, Guild Leader-nim."
"Higeuk!"
"And look at the state of the floor. What is this?"
A swamp formed by the mixture of white filth.
Even though Ha-yun cleaned it, there's still plenty left.
"Clean it up."
"Pardon...?"
"It's the pussy juice you leaked, so you clean it up. Don't dirty someone else's office."
Cecilia's eyes widen.
Has her reason finally returned a little?
Her white cheeks flush red.
"I, I... have to clean... this..."
"Why? Are you too proud as a Guild Leader to clean someone else's floor?"
"N-no... that's not it..."
"Then should I just call the Special Judicial Police? Considering the magic stone incident last time, and obstruction of official duties..."
"I'll do it! Ugh... I, I'll clean it!"
Cecilia crawls under the desk, trembling.
Her ass rises up.
The crotch of her semen-soaked stockings twitches.
I open the drawer.
I intended to pull out some wet wipes.
But.
Lick.
"Huh?"
Jjueueup- Chureup. Jjo-a-ap.
The sound of water coming from under the desk.
I bend down to look underneath.
"Good grief."
Cecilia has her face buried in the floor.
A puddle of filth, a mixture of pussy juice and semen.
She's sticking her tongue out, licking it up.
"I didn't tell you to go that far."
I don't bother handing her the wet wipes.
Watching her is quite entertaining, after all.
Not even my mutterings reach Cecilia's ears.
"Euchureup... Jjup... Ah... Jjo-ok..."
The tip of her tongue sweeps across the tiles under the desk.
The area around her lips is glistening with white foam.
Every time she licks the floor, her pelvis shudders.
Is she aroused by eating her own pussy juice?
Or has her brain melted from the smell of cum?
Pyuchul-!
New foam bubbles up between the stocking fabric.
Even while licking the floor clean, she continues to leak pussy juice from her cunt.
I can't tell if she's cleaning or making the floor even dirtier.
"Haa... I, I ate it all... sob..."
A while later.
Cecilia crawls out, wiping her mouth.
The area around her lips is glistening white.
The corners of her eyes are red and raw.
"Good work."
I stand up from my seat.
Cecilia's shoulders flinch.
"Let's end the inspection here for today."
"Huh...?"
"Go on. There are people waiting outside."
"I-is it... really over with this...?"
Her blue eyes waver.
"Why? You disappointed?"
"N-no! I-it's not like that!"
Cecilia shakes her head in a hurry.
But the meat between her legs is honest.
Jjigeogeogeok!
Her vaginal opening contracts on its own, chewing at the empty air.
It's whining, demanding the pillar be inserted quickly.
"Then fix your clothes and head out. Oh, and."
I toss this at her back as she's about to open the door.
"Don't forget to dress like this next time, too."
"Higeuk...!"
"The stockings."
I fix my gaze on her soaked lower body.
"Don't wash them, keep them on just like this. Got it?"
"A-aaah... Y-yes, yes..."
Cecilia nods, trembling violently.
She escapes the inspection room as if running away.
Bang.
The door closes.
"Phew."
I pick up a paper cup.
The instant coffee has gone cold.
Still, it's sweet.
This is why I'm a civil servant.
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[Ha-yun's Perspective]
"Haa... Haa..."
The women's restroom.
I close the toilet lid and sit down on it.
Thump. Thump.
My heart is pounding.
"Sunbae-nim..."
Every time I breathe, that smell lingers at the tip of my nose.
A sour and sweet, fishy smell.
The scent of a rutting female and a male who's sown his seed, tangled together.
Sreureuk.
I pull up my skirt.
I grab the stocking band and pull it down in one go.
White panties.
Jilcheok.
"This is driving me crazy, seriously."
The center of my panties is soaked through.
The space between my thighs is also soggy with the liquid that flowed down.
'That Cecilia Ravenridge...'
The scene I just witnessed plays in my head.
No panties.
Stockings stretched out, soaked in filth.
Her face, trembling as she leaked pussy juice.
And.
Sunbae-nim, drinking coffee calmly while looking down at her from above.
"Ha-eut...!"
Man on top.
Woman on bottom.
What an ideal height difference.
Just the thought makes my uterus ache.
Jjigeugeuk.
My swollen clitoris reveals its presence through my wet panties.
I gently rub my finger over it.
"Eung-geut...!"
Pleasure surges up my spine.
I push my panties slightly to the side.
A light pink, immature vaginal opening.
I gently insert the tip of my finger into the crevice.
"My pussy... has become so strange..."
Pyuchul.
Slippery mucosa.
The vaginal opening is already gaping, swallowing my finger.
Like the hole of a whore who has offered her body to hundreds of men.
"Ha-eu..."
But I can't go any deeper.
The tough, stiff sensation wrapping around my fingertip.
It's my hymen.
'How much would it hurt if this tore?'
No, how good would it feel?
A few days ago.
I remember the night I was working overtime.
Sunbae-nim was nodding off, leaning against the guard post chair.
[Sunbae-nim, are you sleep... Huh?]
And the massive tent rising in the front of his pants.
Even though he was standing in his sleep, it was as thick as an arm.
I approached, holding my breath.
I made a fist.
I carefully overlapped my fist over Sunbae-nim's tent.
It was bigger than my fist.
In that state, I brought my fist to his crotch.
'This is going to tear through my pussy and enter?'
[Eut...!]
In an instant, my uterus sank down.
Pussy juice poured out as if I'd wet myself.
Enough to form a small puddle under my feet.
And now.
Sunbae-nim has turned Cecilia into a fleshlight with that.
Jjigeogeogeok. Chalpak.
I whisper to myself, stabbing my finger back and forth into the narrow, tight hymen entrance.
"Me too..."
"I want to... I want to be inspected by Sunbae-nim too... Euheut."
A man who treats women like slaves. No, a man who doesn't even treat them as equal human beings.
I want to be trampled under the feet of such a sturdy man.
The shallow mucosa greedily chews on my fingertip.
Ppyucheul... Ppyugeul...!
The mucosa inside the hymen, which I couldn't reach, writhes as if protesting.
It vomits up white foam.
'Pussy. Itches, doesn't it? It's okay. I'll dig you out inside later.'
"Hehehe."
I soothe my pussy, letting out a playful laugh.
But.
Seu-euk.
I pull my finger out.
"Not yet."
I mutter to myself and shake my head.
I want to go right in front of him and spread my pussy.
I want to protest and beg him to fuck me.
But I have to endure it for now.
"Heh, just wait a little longer, Sunbae-nim...♥"
Because I have to get a hold of Sunbae-nim's weakness.
I have to take the initiative and make Sunbae-nim trample me as thoroughly as 'possible'.
'You think so too, don't you? Pussy.♥'
Ppyuseul!
My pussy breathes wetly, as if in agreement.
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[Cecilia's Perspective]
Clatter. Clatter.
On the way back to Arcadia.
"Haa... Haa..."
My ragged breathing won't stop.
Sagak. Jjigeuk. Jjigeugeuk.
Every time I rub my thighs together, the inside of my stockings sticks together.
Seo-jun's semen. And the pussy juice I spewed out. It's starting to cake on, white and crusty.
'Don't wash them... come back wearing them just like this...'
The order Seo-jun left behind.
Every time those words linger in my ears.
Kkulleong-!
"Higeuk...!"
My uterus jumps on its own.
"Ha-eu..."
I grit my teeth and rub my thighs together.
The inside of my uterus feels so cold.
It feels empty, as if I'm hollow inside.
No matter how much I rub my thighs, the chill doesn't go away.
Chureup... Pyucheuseulp...
Foam bubbles up and seeps through the stocking weave.
My gaping vaginal opening can't bring itself to close.
It keeps chewing on the cum that filled it, over and over.
As if protesting.
As if dying of regret. Asking for more.
"Guild Leader-nim. You don't look well."
The driver asks in a worried voice.
"O-oh... it's nothing. It's just... customs was a bit difficult today."
I try to steady my voice.
Remembering the authority of the Guild Leader.
The pride of an elf.
"Eut....!"
But my pussy knows.
The fact that I am already a fleshlight drenched in pleasure.
'I feel like I'm going to go crazy...'
I wrap both hands around my lower abdomen.
"Eugeut...♥"
A flushed moan escapes me.
I rub against the seat, twitching my pelvis slightly.
A faint friction.
My swollen clitoris lets out a joyful scream.
"Please... speed up a little..."
"Yes, Guild Leader-nim."
I want to wash up quickly.
No.
I can't wash up. Seo-jun told me to come back just like this.
Then what should I do?
Should I go about my business while reeking of this dirty smell?
In front of the elders, in front of the staff?
The thought alone makes me dizzy.
And horrifyingly.
Puwhaaat-!
At that thought, my pussy rejoices and spews out pussy juice.
"Ah... Aaat...♥"
I hurriedly cover my mouth.
My back arches like a bow.
My head falls back and hits the headrest.
My eyes roll back.
My tongue, sticking out grotesquely, licks my palm.
"Eu... Ah....♥"
Maybe I'm already finished.
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The next day.
3rd Highway Tollgate.
8:00 AM.
"Sunbae-nim. You worked overtime yesterday, yet you're here early?"
Ha-yun approaches with a bright smile.
She's holding two paper cups in her hands.
"Yeah. Ha-yun-ssi, you're here early too."
"Here, have some morning coffee."
Ha-yun places the paper cup on the desk.
"Oh? This isn't instant mix?"
"Aww, it's bad for your health if you only drink instant mix. I brewed an Americano this time. With plenty of syrup."
Ha-yun leans in close.
The scent of subtle shampoo.
And.
Sniff.
A body odor that mixes in faintly.
A woman's sour, sweet scent.
I shift my gaze slightly.
Under her neat navy skirt, her legs, wrapped in stockings, are twisted together.
A stance where she's pressing hard against the inside of her thighs.
"Sunbae-nim, you like sweet things, don't you? Isn't that right?"
Ha-yun leans her upper body forward and thrusts her face in.
Her golden eyes curve playfully.
"You seemed to have had something super sweet yesterday, too."
Tap.
I stop my hands from typing on the keyboard.
"Sweet things?"
I ask back calmly.
"Yes. That syrup you spilled on the inspection room floor yesterday."
Ha-yun's lips curl up into a smirk.
"That super sticky, white... sour yet sweet-smelling stuff."
"Ah. That."
I lean my body against the back of the chair.
I look up at Ha-yun.
This girl.
She didn't just pretend not to know.
She knew everything and enjoyed it.
No, she's testing me.
"Isn't it cheating if you eat such delicious things all by yourself, Sunbae-nim?"
Ha-yun's finger taps on the desk.
"I really like sweet things too."
It's a provocation.
No, is she walking a tightrope?
Against her Sunbae-nim.
"Well."
I take a sip of the coffee.
... It really is sweet.
My tongue stings from how much syrup she must have poured in.
"That might be too stimulating for your taste, Ha-yun-ssi."
"Aww. I'm good with spicy things, and I'm good with sticky things too."
Ha-yun takes a step closer.
The hem of her skirt brushes against my knee.
Seu-euk.
"Can't you let me taste that syrup sometime?"
A whispering voice.
Her golden eyes scan my crotch.
"I'll be looking forward to it, Sunbae-nim."
Ha-yun winks and turns around sharply.
Swish, swish.
Her back as she walks away, swaying her pelvis exaggeratedly.
"Good grief."
A breath of air escapes me.
It's exhausting enough with just Cecilia, and now this junior is trying to get involved too.
But.
'Not bad...'
Looks like working at this tollgate is going to get more and more interesting.