Chapter 48: Gold Spoon New Recruit (4)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 48: Gold Spoon New Recruit (4)
"Haa... Ahh... Hngh..."
Park Su-jin sat on the sofa with a look of utter dissatisfaction, watching the two of them have sex.
She didn't have a hobby for voyeurism, but since Jeong Yeon-woo had assigned this as "work," she had no choice.
No choice?
A faint question of why flickered in Su-jin’s mind, but it was erased from her memory every time Jeong Yeon-woo’s thick cock lunged deep inside.
Park Su-jin had never seen anything like it.
No, she hadn't even heard of such a thing.
She had once stolen a man from a spiteful girl who used to brag about how amazing his dick was. Compared to other men, that thick cock had been very much to her liking, and even now, the memory of it turned her on. At the time, she had thought it would be wonderful if all men possessed such magnificent equipment.
However, Jeong Yeon-woo possessed something several times more magnificent than that.
A heat so intense it felt like it would leave burns. Though she had only touched it through a wet towel, the pillar was as hard as a red-hot iron pipe, giving Su-jin a sense of total unreality.
The sensation made him feel like a member of an entirely different species rather than just a man. Even though she wasn't the one being touched, her arousal spiked.
Yet, Jeong Yeon-woo only flaunted it; he never once gave it to her.
He had sex with Baek Bo-min, who visited every day, but he wouldn't even lay a finger on her.
She couldn't understand what he saw in that scrawny little brat.
Am I not better? It’s almost insulting to even compare us.
Su-jin’s mind was a mess.
Whenever they finished their messy sessions, Baek Bo-min would always look at her with a smug, triumphant expression before leaving.
Su-jin knew that look of superiority all too well.
It was the same look she used to give others.
Seeing those eyes looking down on her as if she were a foolish, pitiful human with nothing to her name made Su-jin’s blood boil.
She stared intently at Baek Bo-min, who was panting while greedily swallowing the cock over and over.
Look at that filthy expression, panting in pleasure. The disgrace of reaching climax several times before the man. That ugly, flushed face filled with fever. That mouth, lacking any shred of pride, constantly begging for more...
Su-jin frowned as if she were looking at something disgusting, but her heart was pounding.
Just how incredible was Jeong Yeon-woo’s cock to make her act like that?
Since she hadn't experienced it herself, she could only let her imagination run wild.
The scorching cock, so hot she worried it might start emitting white smoke, churned through Baek Bo-min’s pussy.
Baek Bo-min’s eyes rolled back as she fainted, looking like she was undergoing some form of medieval torture.
Jeong Yeon-woo, who had been handling her like a mere sex toy, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction when she stopped responding and pulled his cock out.
Splatter— Squelch—
Vaginal fluids poured out of Baek Bo-min’s pussy, accompanied by a small leak of urine.
Jeong Yeon-woo stared down at the trembling Bo-min as if she were an insect, then turned his gaze away with indifference and approached Su-jin.
The veins bulging on his glistening cock made it look monstrous.
Su-jin had never imagined a penis could look so menacing.
If she were pierced by such a terrifying weapon, her pussy might be torn wide open.
Throb, throb.
At that thought, her pussy pulsed and twitched.
Feeling as if she might climax just from him approaching, Su-jin stared blankly.
As if her consent didn't matter, Jeong Yeon-woo’s hands roughly stripped her of her clothes.
When her skirt was removed, the garter belt she had worn to look as sexy as possible was revealed. Jeong Yeon-woo pulled her panties aside so forcefully they nearly tore and pressed the monstrous glans against her entrance.
As Su-jin swallowed hard and watched, Jeong Yeon-woo showed no mercy, thrusting the red-hot iron pipe inside.
"Hiaaaak! Ahgh, ugh, hu... Haaaaahhh..."
The searing heat radiating from his cock felt like it would evaporate every drop of fluid inside her.
She thought she was wet enough, but the heat was beyond anything she had imagined.
The more his cock rubbed against her vaginal walls, the more fluid she pumped out, but the fire could not be extinguished against that friction and heat.
The fire that started in her crotch traveled up through her internal organs and straight to her head.
She worried she might die, but Su-jin could do nothing but scream in agony.
She couldn't tell if it was pain or pleasure.
But as Jeong Yeon-woo’s cock dug deeper into her body, Su-jin became helpless, her strength failing as she flailed.
The flames weren't put out; instead, they burned through her entire brain, causing her to lose all sensation.
She could feel her body turning limp, yet she felt as if she had lost gravity and was floating in mid-air.
Jeong Yeon-woo’s well-trained, solid body constricted her fragile frame, and his cock—feeling like it had just been pulled from a furnace—kept thumping and thrusting into her.
Helplessness and pleasure. Su-jin’s eyes snapped wide open, unable to believe she felt safe while clinging to a man’s body.
"... ..."
When she opened her eyes, what she saw was Baek Bo-min’s wicked smile.
By the time Su-jin snapped out of her delusion, everything was already over and cleaned up.
Baek Bo-min, who was crouching in front of her and looking up, smiled brightly.
It was a smile that seemed to say she knew exactly what Su-jin had been fantasizing about.
Humiliation, shame, disgrace, insult, embarrassment, ignominy.
As feelings she thought would never apply to her crawled over her body, Su-jin lowered her gaze, unable to even think about getting angry.
Her pride wouldn't normally allow this, but more than that, Su-jin was deathly ashamed of the fact that she had been fantasizing about having sex with Jeong Yeon-woo right in front of the two of them.
If Bo-min had said something, she could have snapped back, but Baek Bo-min just kept smiling without a word before standing up.
Then, as if it were a final ritual, she clung to Jeong Yeon-woo for a deep, filthy kiss before leaving.
Though her head was bowed, Su-jin had secretly watched the whole process. Feeling her crotch soaking wet, she squeezed her thighs shut.
Cute.
I looked at Park Su-jin, who was sitting demurely with her face turned away.
Her tightly pressed thighs looked erotic with the flesh squeezed together, but her sitting posture was quite modest.
Thanks to Baek Bo-min adapting so well to the "play," Park Su-jin was falling into a pit of arousal much faster than I expected.
This girl is surprisingly useful.
Come to think of it, it was thanks to Baek Bo-min that I was able to get footage after installing the CCTV in the office.
On top of that, she has sex as if she’s showing off and even provokes Park Su-jin.
Everything Baek Bo-min does makes it easier for me to break Park Su-jin.
"What are you looking at?"
Since I was staring, Park Su-jin spoke without meeting my eyes.
Her tone wasn't arrogant.
In fact, because of her posture and her profile, she looked quite graceful.
Park Su-jin, whose spirit had been dampened significantly compared to the beginning, looked lovely.
But nature doesn't change easily; I shouldn't let my guard down just because she’s showing this side of herself for a moment.
I need to educate her more.
Seeing her thighs fidgeting, it won't be long before she comes to beg.
Until then, I’ll continue to have sex with Baek Bo-min and enjoy the voyeur play... or rather, let her enjoy it.
The women in this world have sex drives that defy imagination, so things unfold easily.
In fact, their libido is much stronger than the men’s back in my world.
When I told her to go make some coffee, Park Su-jin brewed it and served it without a single complaint.
The aroma was good since she used high-quality beans.
Originally, we had something else, but Park Su-jin had sourced these beans from somewhere, complaining about how anyone could drink such trash.
She even offered to bring in an espresso machine, but I stopped her.
For whose convenience? You should brew it and serve it yourself.
Becoming more and more obedient, Park Su-jin brewed a cup for herself as well and sat quietly, sipping her coffee while looking at me.
She wanted to say something but was hesitating.
The atmosphere was thick with the feeling that she might beg me to fuck her right then and there.
Sorry, but I plan to tease you a little longer.
I stood up without a word and grabbed my tablet.
"Where are you going?"
"I have to go to work. There’s nothing for you to do today, so you can leave early."
At the mention of leaving early, Park Su-jin’s face didn't brighten.
It was amusing to see her not wanting to leave now, considering how much she used to whine about not wanting to come in.
After hesitating, Park Su-jin turned her gaze away with a sour expression, said "okay," packed her bag, and left.
Hey, even if I told you to leave, I should be the one walking out first. Why are you leaving before me?
I watched Park Su-jin’s back as she stomped out looking pouted, then shrugged and headed toward Kim Yun-ah’s office.
I still wasn't sure if I should trust her.
I had continued to subjugate Kim Yun-ah since then, but if sex could solve everything, there would be no wars in this world.
Come to think of it, there are extremely few conflicts between nations here.
I couldn't know what they were doing under the surface, but everyone maintained peace and talked about cooperating to drive out the monsters.
Back in my world, we would have been happy to invade another country if they were in chaos because of monsters.
Maybe it’s because most high-level Awakened are Heroes, but there are no wars, and neighboring countries get along well.
Whether it’s just for show or not, it really is a "proper" world.
Still, if you look on the internet, there are posts of countries bashing each other.
Just like in my previous world, Korea, China, and Japan are at each other's throats, arguing about who’s better or worse.
A Dungeon Explosion is going to happen soon; they really should try to get along.
In the game, there was no discrimination or hatred between nations; it was all about "let's hold hands and overcome this together!" I wonder how it will be here.
The fact that there are sex-crazed women is different from the game, and if you look closely, there are many similarities to reality.
Still, they’d probably lend a hand if a country was on the verge of ruin.
Lost in idle thought, I entered the room, and Kim Yun-ah flinched when she saw me.
How should I put it... every time I see her like that, it feels like she’s hiding something from me, but it’s a strange feeling to think that it’s all because of the sex.
After a few rounds of frantic sex like when I first brought her to my side, her body now seems to react automatically whenever she sees me, even in front of other staff.
When I stared at her silently, Kim Yun-ah understood and pulled a document from her drawer, tucking it inside another set of papers.
Having hidden it from prying eyes, Kim Yun-ah pushed the stack of documents toward me.
"This is the extent of what I could investigate on my end."
"Did you find anything useful?"
Even though my rank was lower, I naturally spoke down to Kim Yun-ah when we were alone.
She accepted it, and while she spoke down to me in public, she used formal language when it was just the two of us.
Ignoring the documents for a moment, I walked behind her and slid my hand inside her clothes.
"Yes... I did. But I don't know if this will be enough to... to move people's hearts."
As I kneaded her large breasts, Kim Yun-ah tried her best to remain calm as she continued speaking.
Her breasts, too large to be held in one hand, spilled over my palm and filled the gaps between my fingers. As I enjoyed the soft, squishy texture, her nipples—nearly twice the size of an average person's—hardened and poked against my palm.
"It's fine. The more of these things we pile up, the more persuasive we'll be."
"Is there anywhere else I can obtain more data?"
Kim Yun-ah looked up at me as she spoke.
When I stared at her intently, she looked away and apologized.
"I'm sorry... You probably still don't trust me... Hngh!"
When I pinched her nipple, Kim Yun-ah let out a moan and hunched her shoulders.
The lack of trust was mutual.
Just as I didn't trust Kim Yun-ah, she was worried that she would be discarded once this was over.
There was no way to resolve this anxiety; the only option was to suppress the suspicion and stay in the same boat until the end.
She could also choose to secure her position by telling Park Sung-jun that I had ordered her to collect this data.
And I had the option of getting rid of Kim Yun-ah by selling her out to Park Sung-jun.
We each had to choose whether to point the knives we held at each other or at Park Sung-jun.
That’s why I was putting effort into developing her body, but would sex really be more important than one's life? In the end, a solid guarantee of safety was needed.
I bit her twitching earlobe, then caressed it as if kissing, licking the rim of her ear with my tongue.
Feeling her breathing grow heavy as her excitement rose, I whispered very softly.
"I'm going to join forces with Square Garden."
"... ..."
Her heavy breathing ceased, and the room fell silent.
No matter how much I kneaded her vulgar breasts, Kim Yun-ah didn't react.
Instead, the look in her eyes changed, and a spark of life returned to them.
Join forces with Square Garden and betray Break Line?
Park Sung-jun, I’ll do exactly as you said.
I’ll turn your paranoia and suspicion into reality.
But remember one thing.
I had no intention of doing this. You’re the one who pushed the button.