Chapter 5 - Iramachio
Chapter 5 - Iramachio
"Unnie?"
"Yeah? What is it?"
"Um... why is that guy still here?"
At the junior waitress's question, Hana turned to look in the direction she was pointing.
There, sitting comfortably as if it were the most natural thing in the world, was Yang Taegum.
He waved cheerfully when their eyes met, but Hana ignored him and said,
"He's off today. Said he had nothing better to do, so he came here, hnngh♥."
Bzzzt—
Mid-sentence, Yang Taegum flicked the vibrator switch from low to off, causing a moan to slip out.
"???"
The junior tilted her head, wondering if she'd misheard, but after a hesitant "Oh... okay?" she went back to work.
Bzzzzzt—
"Hhhnngh...!"
The moment the junior left, the vibrator buzzed back to life as if it had been waiting.
Hana clutched the area under her skirt where the device was hidden, nearly buckling at the knees.
Following Yang Taegum's demands, she had inserted the vibrator into her panties—positioned right above her clit, just as instructed.
Her snug underwear kept it firmly in place, a fact she cursed more than appreciated.
Gritting her teeth against the pleasure, she forced herself upright just as a customer approached the counter to pay.
Bzzzt—
"Th-That'll be... 27,000 won, p-please."
"Here's my card."
Bzzzt—
"Nnghh...♥ D-Do you have... a rewards card?"
"...Are you feeling okay?"
The man paused, wallet in hand, eyeing her with concern as her voice kept hitching.
Summoning inhuman willpower, Hana straightened and repeated, "N-No? No rewards card?"
"No, just the regular payment."
Beep.
Once the transaction was done and the customer left, Hana slumped against the counter, gasping.
"Hah... hah..."
Even on the lowest setting, the relentless waves of pleasure were unbearable.
She could feel her panties growing damp, and when she looked at Yang Taegum with pleading eyes—Please, stop—he smirked and gave her an okay sign.
Did he finally realize this was too much?
She almost sighed in relief.
But she was wrong.
BZZZZZZT—
"HHHAAAHH♥!"
The sudden jump from low to high sent her legs buckling as a strangled cry tore from her throat.
Her thighs trembled, warmth gushing between them as white-hot pleasure seared through her.
"Ghk...♥!"
She barely managed to clamp a hand over her mouth, stifling the lewd sounds, but it was too late—her junior had already seen her collapse and rushed over.
"Unnie?! Are you okay? What's wrong?!"
Hana couldn't answer. The vibrations drilling into her clit threatened to rip another moan from her lips if she so much as opened her mouth.
Panicked, the junior looked around, about to call for help—
Then, right on cue, the vibrator stopped.
Hana yanked her down and hissed, "I-I'm fine! Just... dizzy for a second. Don't make a scene, okay?"
"Huh? Dizzy?"
"Yeah... I get lightheaded sometimes."
Catching her breath, Hana tried to stand—only for her legs to wobble violently.
The junior's expression darkened.
"Unnie, you need to rest in the break room."
"N-No, really, I'm fine—"
"No, you're not. It's about to get busy, but I'll let the chef and others know. Go lie down."
Hana was torn between gratitude and horror—especially when the junior suddenly turned and called out,
"Hey, you! Over there!"
Yang Taegum pointed at himself (Who, me?) before sauntering over.
"You're from Unnie's team, right? She's not feeling well. Take her to the second-floor break room."
"Ah, but I'm not staff here—"
"Just do it."
"Understood."
Hana's stomach dropped.
Of all people, her junior had just handed her over to the cause of her predicament.
And now she had to go to the break room—alone—with him.
She opened her mouth to refuse—
BZZZZZZT—
"HHNGH♥!!"
The sudden intensity sent her crashing into Yang Taegum's shoulder, face buried against him.
"Ah, she seems really unwell. I'll take care of her."
"Thanks. I've got to get back to work."
As the junior hurried off, Yang Taegum grinned down at Hana.
"Shall we go upstairs?"
"Nngh...!"
......
Click.
The moment the break room door locked behind them, Yang Taegum deposited Hana into a chair.
Dazed from the aftershocks, she barely registered him turning off the vibrator before she could finally gather herself.
"Was it hard to hold back?"
"Hah... You call that... a question...?!"
Her voice shook, her face still flushed.
Yang Taegum's sharp eyes gleamed as he pulled the remote from his pocket and dangled it tauntingly.
"Let's make a deal. Give me three handjobs right here—swallow everything I give you—and I'll leave you alone for today."
Three?!
Hana opened her mouth to snap—
"Or don't. I can just stay here all day, enjoying your reactions while your coworkers struggle without you. Dinner rush is coming up, isn't it? Must be so busy..."
"Tch... You bastard."
"Flattery won't help."
He had her cornered—playing on her guilt, her kindness.
After a tense silence, she gritted out,
"...Two. Make it two."
"Deal."
Without hesitation, Yang Taegum unbuckled his pants.
Out sprang his monstrous cock—easily nearing 30cm.
Hana stared, aghast.
"...Here?"
"Relax. The door's locked, everyone's busy, and I'll sense if anyone comes. Perfect spot, don't you think?"
No surveillance cameras either.
The ideal setting for his cruelty.
Seated on the table at the right height, Yang Taegum nodded at her.
Get to work.
Trembling, Hana knelt before him, eye-level with his erection.
I have to... swallow that again?
That disgustingly thick, choking mess that clung to her throat?
...Fine.
Resigned, she wrapped a hand around his shaft and began stroking.
One hand worked the length, the other teasing the tip.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
"You learn fast, I'll give you that."
"...Shut up."
Slap. Slap. Slap.
"Remember how bad you were at first? Couldn't tell if you were jerking me off or giving me a massage."
"..."
Slap. Slap. Slap.
"Now look at you. Went from a clueless brat to a semi-skilled little slut-in-training."
"..."
Slap. Slap. Slap.
Five minutes passed.
Normally, he'd have finished by now—so why wasn't he even close?
Noticing her confusion, Yang Taegum smirked.
"Wondering why I'm not cumming? Handjobs don't do much for me anymore."
"...What?"
Then what does he want?!
Leaning in, he whispered,
"Repeat after me: 'Please fill my slutty sperm-receiving mouth with Master's warm cock milk.'"
Hana's mind blanked.
Sperm-receiving?!
Slutty?!
COCK MILK?!
"Go to hell!"
"Suit yourself."
He shrugged, unfazed.
More time passed.
No matter how she stroked, he showed no sign of finishing.
Dinner rush was approaching—she had to end this.
Gritting her teeth, she forced out the words:
"P-Please... fill my... slutty... sperm-receiving... mouth..."
"Huh? What was that? I can't hear you."
When he theatrically cupped his ear, Hana flushed crimson with shame.
Swallowing the curses threatening to spill out, she enunciated each word clearly:
"Please... bestow your warm cock milk into my depraved sperm-receiving mouth-pussy..."
"Ha, hahahaha! Excellent, understood!"
Yang Taegum flashed a satisfied grin as he released the ejaculation he'd been restraining.
"Open wide. If a single drop spills, it doesn't count."
"Aah..."
Hana pressed her lips against his cock and opened her mouth as wide as possible.
The sour musk of his erection stabbed at her nostrils.
Swollen and throbbing—
She could feel his member gradually engorging.
Recognizing his impending climax, she stretched her mouth wider, preparing to swallow the glans whole as she took it slightly deeper.
"I'm coming...! Swallow it all...!"
Splurt—!
Sploosh—!
More semen than she'd encountered in the men's bathroom gushed against her palate.
An unnatural flood gushing like a broken faucet.
Startled, Hana instinctively sealed her lips around the glans to prevent leakage.
Yet her hand never stopped stroking his shaft.
Unconsciously mimicking the motion of drinking through a straw, she began suctioning every last drop from his urethra.
Gulp— gulp—
When her cheeks bulged to capacity with no room left,
She reluctantly started swallowing in small increments.
The fishy tang of semen sliding down her throat made her pussy tingle without her realizing.
Soon the spurting ceased.
Yang Taegum exhaled in relief and patted Hana's head.
She remained oblivious to the hated man caressing her,
Still dutifully swallowing the load pooled in her mouth.
Finally finishing, she exhaled sharply.
"Phew..."
Her breath reeked thickly of semen.
'Is this... how much men normally cum?'
Having no frame of reference, Hana could only assume Yang Taegum's output was average.
The absurd volume and viscosity should have signaled abnormality—
But she mistakenly accepted it as normal.
"Urp...!"
"Vomiting voids the deal. Hold it in."
At Yang Taegum's warning, Hana clamped a hand over her mouth, suppressing the nausea.
As the urge faded, something else rose instead.
"Buurp—?!"
Another semen-laden belch escaped.
Mortified, she hung her head while the concentrated scent flooded her sinuses.
"Don't worry. That's just biology. Nothing to be ashamed of."
"..."
Whose fault is that?!
Hana glared daggers at him.
Her stomach felt unnaturally full from the load.
One more serving like this and she'd skip dinner entirely—
The thought made her pale.
Oblivious, Yang Taegum presented his already re-hardened erection.
"Now, round two? One left."
"..."
Resuming her seat, Hana began stroking.
Despite equal time passing,
When no signs of climax appeared,
She reluctantly recited that vulgar script again.
"Please... bestow your warm cock milk into my depraved sperm-receiving mouth-pussy..."
"Ah, after one round, words alone don't quite... hit the spot anymore."
"?!"
At this preposterous logic,
Hana paused mid-stroke, aghast.
"That's not how it works! Cum already!"
"Tsk, but what can I do? It's the truth."
Scratching his head in mock deliberation, Yang Taegum brightened with an idea.
"How about this? Like before—take just the head in your mouth and lick."
"That's ridiculous...!"
"Why? You did fine earlier."
"That was involuntary!"
"Then do it consciously now. I'm not asking for deepthroat—just the tip. Lick this part here."
"No! Licking something so filthy? Never!"
As their heated exchange continued, Yang Taegum played his trump card.
With exaggerated reluctance, he frowned and produced—
"See this?"
"?!"
A smartphone.
The screen displayed an upload progress bar for an unnamed video.
Understanding instantly, Hana panicked.
"Stop! Please stop! I'm sorry...! I'll do it...!"
"Full upload takes about 10 minutes. Get my meaning?"
Make me cum within that time.
Hana glared venomously at his smug grin—
Then hurriedly leaned toward his erection.
"Ngh..."
Taking just the glans between her lips, she began licking vigorously.
'So bitter... so salty... the semen smell is overwhelming! And it's huge!'
Slurp— suck— schlick— slorp—
She employed every technique she knew, bobbing eagerly to hasten his climax.
Yang Taegum watched approvingly while taunting:
"20% now. Roughly... 8 minutes left!"
Hana's pace intensified.
Schlurp— hnn— lick— sluuurp—
But despite her desperation,
No climax approached.
Yang Taegum beamed down at her efforts.
"50%! 5 minutes, Hana!"
"!!!"
Making a drastic decision,
She took him deeper—past the glans into her first-ever fellatio.
"Wow, love's power is amazing! Yes, just like that—bob back and forth. Deeper strokes bring faster results! Premium handjob tips you won't find anywhere!"
Despite his mocking tone,
Hana focused solely on working his shaft deeper.
Halfway down her throat, tears welled from the choking sensation.
Schluurp— suck— schloorp—
"Ngh... I'm close, gonna blow...!"
At the warning,
Hana tried pulling away—
But Yang Taegum gripped her head, thrusting his hips forcefully.
"Ghk?! Ugh?! Gaghh?!"
His entire length vanished down her throat—
Nose pressed against his lower abdomen, chin nudging his balls.
The penetration was so deep she couldn't breathe.
His cockhead tickling her uvula triggered dry heaves.
Panicking, she attempted her telekinesis—
But concentration proved impossible.
Splurt—! Splooooosh—!!
Her convulsing throat stimulated him further.
Yang Taegum began erupting directly into her stomach.
Splooorgh—!
The torrential flow bypassed her esophagus entirely.
Splooorgh—!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Pounding his thighs proved futile.
Resigned, she prayed for the ordeal to end.
But this climax outlasted the previous.
Splooorgh—!
"Glurk!"
Her stomach filled beyond capacity—
Semen refluxed up her throat and shot from her nostrils.
With nasal passages blocked,
Her vision darkened as oxygen deprivation set in...
Trickle—
Her bladder released in tandem.
Yellow urine soaked her white panties,
Streaming down her thighs to pool on the floor.
"Phew!"
Yang Taegum withdrew from her ravaged throat.
Only his glistening cock and strands of sticky saliva
Connected to her abused mouth bore witness to the Iramachio act.
"Hack! Cough! Gag!"
Collapsed on the floor, Hana vomited stomachfuls of semen while gasping.
Understandable—
Having semen reflux through her nose was unprecedented.
Trembling from near-drowning in cum,
She lay in a puddle of her own urine—
Face smeared with regurgitated semen,
Uniform stained white from expelled loads,
The stench of piss assaulting her senses.
Though tempted by the exquisite sight,
Yang Taegum restrained himself.
"Haah... that was incredible. Don't worry—I stopped the upload. Rest easy today."
With that,
He abandoned the semiconscious girl—
Locking the break room behind him.
As for the vibrator...
A gift? She'll be lucky if I don't punish her for discarding it.
Do you know how much this cost?
"Gasp... wheeze... sob..."
Left alone,
Hana lay face-down in the reeking aftermath.
No one came as she struggled to compose herself.