Secretary Lee's Boyfriend
Crawling down onto all fours, the secretary settled into a familiar posture — face pressed to the floor, hips raised high.
She sank down with a heavy press.
"Hnnngh🤍"
Without the slightest hesitation, Jihee crushed the secretary's face beneath her massive ass and took her seat. Jihee had always had a generous rear, but ever since becoming a slave and enduring nearly daily training, it had only grown fuller — now it jiggled faintly with every step she took.
Queen's ass feels so good🤍🤍
Having someone grind their rear into your face would normally spark disgust and humiliation. For Secretary Lee the slave, though, this was nothing short of a reward.
"You like being crushed under my ass that much? I used to think you were just some stuck-up bitch, but turns out you're nothing but a filthy livestock sow~🤍"
"Y-Yes🤍 I'm livestock who loves being crushed under Queen's ass🤍 Crush me as hard as you want, pleaseee🤍🤍"
Every crude, degrading word that left her lips made the secretary's body shudder with genuine delight, her cunt dripping freely. Still hypersensitive from her recent climax, even the faintest stir of air made her pussy twitch and leak in thick drops.
"Heheh🤍 Good. You're finally starting to look worthwhile~🤍"
"Thank you🤍"
Training had gone on long enough that the old shyness and hesitation were gone. Forced every day into slutty clothes, eye-fucked by strangers, subjected to one humiliation after another — all of it had been rewritten into pure pleasure. The secretary could never go back to the life she once lived.
"I was going to punish you, but since you're being so obedient… I suppose I should give you a reward."
"Yes!🤍 Thank you, Queen🤍"
Jihee had said "reward," but Secretary Lee knew the truth perfectly well. Reward or punishment, she ended up enduring the same things either way. She was nothing more than Jihee's toy now — something to play with whenever the mood struck. Her own feelings, her own thoughts, never entered into it.
"I'll put a little present in for you~🤍"
"Gulp🤍 O-Ohhhgoddd?!?!🤍🤍"
Jihee had brought out a string of anal beads, and the size of them was vicious. Six beads in all, each one roughly one and a half times the size of an egg — large enough to give even someone with a well-trained hole serious trouble.
The moment she saw them, the secretary understood exactly what was coming. Fear and excitement tangled together as her body trembled and a lewd smile spread across her face.
Seeing that smile, Jihee slathered every bead thick with lube and pressed the first one to the secretary's asshole.
"First… o~ne."
"Kkhnnngh!!!"
Even a single bead forced her hole wide open; the secretary shook. She had thought the training and maintenance had been thorough enough, but something this large sliding in still woke a fear close to the very first time her ass had been taken.
"Mmm~ Looks like the training paid off after all. This much goes right in~"
The secretary was clearly struggling, but the bead still sank in relatively smoothly. Jihee smiled and immediately shoved the next one home.
"Tw~o🤍"
"Haaauuughn🤍🤍"
The first had been pure pain, but with how thoroughly she had been broken in, the second already began tipping into pleasure — soft moans slipping free. Encouraged, Jihee fed the remaining beads in one after another until all six sat snug inside the secretary's ass without any real trouble.
"Fufufu🤍 Perfect. At this point I could just call that ass another cunt🤍"
"Th-Thank you, Queen🤍🤍"
The heavy fullness of the beads stuffed deep in her guts wrung agonizing pleasure out of her. A thin sheen of cold sweat covered her skin, but little by little the sensation settled into pure bliss.
"You're keeping those in all day today."
"Yes, Queen🤍"
The thought of being developed even further only excited her more; she accepted the order as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Ah! And Deputy Kim from the business department — the one who likes you…"
"Yes…?"
She still wanted more training, but this was a company; she needed to handle actual work. She was about to bow and leave the president's office when Jihee brought up an unexpected name. Secretary Lee looked at her, faintly puzzled.
"He still likes you?"
"Yes, I believe so. He was tense and obvious about it again today when he looked at me."
She was speaking about someone else's feelings, yet she said it with absolute certainty. Deputy Kim was terrible at hiding it, and Secretary Lee had always been confident in her own allure; she had been on the receiving end of men's hungry stares and feelings for years and could read them in an instant.
"Master's order. If he confesses, accept him."
She flinched.
"……Understood, Queen."
The word "Master" from Jihee's mouth told her instantly whose command this really was. As a lesbian she had zero interest in men, but the order laid bare exactly where she stood.
She was Jihee's slave — and Jihee herself was the slave of her son, Heetae. Which meant Secretary Lee was ultimately Heetae's slave as well. She already knew that someday that man would rape her and train her, but receiving the order so suddenly still made her shrink in spite of herself.
"Stop right there."
"Yes, Queen."
Click. Click.
SMACK!!!
That brief hesitation earned her not training discipline, but a genuine, full-force slap across the face.
"What are you?"
"Queen's toilet-cunt bitch."
"Then what am I?"
"Q-Queen is…"
The unexpected question stole the words from her mouth. The answer was fixed, yet some tiny corner of her heart still refused the reality she could not quite accept, and her lips would not move.
"I am my son's sex slave…… Now say it again. What am I?"
She flinched hard.
"Y-Your son's sex slave."
"Then whose property is Secretary Lee?"
"Y-Your son's property."
"Good. I'll let it slide this once. Make that mistake again and I will make sure you can never live as a human being again…… just like me🤍"
With that loaded parting shot, Jihee returned to her seat. The secretary bowed and left the president's office.
"Hnh🤍 Even after all that I'm soaked…"
She had just been slapped in earnest and forced to hear who truly owned her. The wretchedness of it should have crushed her — yet her cunt only grew wetter, twitching with raw sensitivity.
Dating a man, becoming a man's slave — as a genuine lesbian both ideas filled her with physiological revulsion. But she could never refuse Jihee's orders. Body and mind already belonged completely to Jihee; the thought of disobedience never even formed. Even if it meant becoming a man's slave and being trained by him, the bondage already locked around her made refusal impossible.
With that faintly gloomy weight in her chest she returned to her desk and began work. She still had a solid chunk of morning and afternoon tasks to clear if she wanted any time left for training, so she pushed through quickly. Naturally competent as she was, the work vanished in no time. She was just starting to prepare, anticipation already building for lunchtime training, when an unwelcome visitor appeared.
"Secretary Lee!"
"Ah… yes, Deputy Kim."
A little before lunch, Deputy Kim came up and greeted her.
I need to get ready soon…
She was supposed to be preparing her master's meal and readying herself for training any minute now. The man blocking her path sparked a flicker of irritation.
"Would you like to have lunch together?"
The sudden invitation almost drew an automatic refusal — until Jihee's earlier order surfaced and stopped the words in her throat.
"…One moment, please."
Unable to decide on the spot, she hurried into the president's office and asked.
"Go eat with him… And like I said earlier — if he confesses, accept. But no kissing and no sex. Your body belongs to Master🤍"
With no way left to refuse, Secretary Lee climbed into Deputy Kim's car to go to lunch.
"Is the seat comfortable enough?"
"Yes, it's fine. Nice car."
"Hahaha, thank you! I stretched the budget a bit to get a good one!"
While the deputy grinned like an idiot, Secretary Lee only sank deeper into gloom.
Hn?! Wh-What is this?! Haaughn🤍🤍
Then the anal beads buried in her ass began to vibrate in short pulses. She jolted in alarm.
Jihee had completely forgotten about the beads after the earlier incident, only remembering them now and firing off a quick text.
"Ah, right — those anal beads start vibrating on their own once you leave the activation range… Well, she'll be fine~"
The order was unreasonable, but Secretary Lee had no right of refusal. She could only clamp down hard on the pleasure pulsing from the vibrating beads as they arrived at the restaurant. It was a decidedly upscale place; Deputy Kim had clearly planned this carefully and reserved ahead.
I-It's happening againnn🤍🤍
She came from her asshole more than once over the course of the meal, so aroused she could barely keep her wits. The deputy kept chattering away without a clue. As the meal wound down he steeled himself, face set with resolve.
"Secretary Lee, I like you. Please go out with me!"
"Yesss…🤍"
Seeing her face flushed scarlet from climax, the deputy took it as acceptance and laughed with open delight. Secretary Lee, for her part, came again right in front of him without the slightest interest in the man — and thus acquired the first boyfriend of her life.