7. Ji-hee's Complete Breakdown
"Today's private photoshoot was a total hit~"
Ji-hee's photo, uploaded to her SNS story with trembling hands, was perfect. Her white shoulder slightly exposed, lips pursed like cherries, complete with that glossy influencer filter for the classic selfie. But off-camera angle, under the desk between her spread bare legs, the cum I'd just blasted was dripping down her thighs in thick globs.
Ding, ding. The second she posted, DMs and hearts from her thirsty followers poured in like crazy. I peeked at her phone screen and smirked.
"Damn, you're popular, Ji-hee. 'Ji-hee noona, you're so pretty,' 'Sis is on fire today.' The cows are going wild."
"Haa... Ungh... It's just... maintenance... haa..."
Ji-hee, slumped over the desk and panting, tried to turn off the screen. I snatched her wrist and shoved my fingers deep between her legs with my other hand.
"Ahh! O-Oppa... You just came, why again..."
"Don't you dare close it. The VVIP bros wanna see how your follower cows react. Read it out loud."
I commanded her while roughly stirring the slick mess of my cum and her juices inside her. Squish, squelch. Every time my fingers scraped her inner walls, her hips jerked up.
"N-No... How can I read that out loud..."
"Won't read? Should I dock a million from that 6 mil you just got?"
Her eyes snapped wide at the threat of losing cash. Finally, teary-eyed, she started fumbling through her phone screen, reading aloud.
"Hng... 'N-Nu, noona... great job on the shoot today...' Ahh! Oppa, not there... haang!"
"Read properly. Next DM."
"Haa... 'Ji-hee noona... later, eek! Chicken and beer... tonight?' Ungh! Ahng! Fingers too deep...!"
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I grinned at the insane mission popping up in chat.
"See? Saudi bro dropped 2 mil. Hit voice message on that beer boy right now and say it."
"Y-You're insane...! How can I send that... My SNS will explode... That oppa brings me sponsorships..."
She shook her head, pale as a ghost.
"Sponsorships? Fuck, I just fingered your pussy once for 6 mil—some chump sponsorship matter? Don't wanna? Saudi bro, this bitch hates money."
I started pulling my fingers out, and she clamped her thighs desperately, trapping my hand.
"O-Okay...! I'll do it, I'll do it...! But you gotta really give the extra 2 mil...!"
Money makes her dig her own grave every time. Trembling, she pressed the mic button in the DM. I timed it perfectly, slamming my fingers back in furiously while grabbing her perky tits with my other hand.
"Haaah...! O-Oppa... I can't do chicken and beer tonight... eek! Haang!"
She forced a normal tone into the mic, but the moans leaked out uncontrollably.
"Gotta say why, loud and clear."
I whispered hot in her ear. Sobbing, she leaned into the mic.
"R-Right now... manager's cum... is stuffed so full in my pussy... haa! So full I can't eat... ungh...!"
Send. The deranged voice note flew straight to her sponsorship oppa.
"Haa... haa... What now... I'm totally fucked..."
Ji-hee collapsed on the desk, bawling pitifully. But her eyes weren't on her ruined phone—they were on me, desperately scanning for confirmation on that extra 20 mil.
"Fucked? You just earned 2 mil with that voice."
I pulled my cum-soaked fingers out and smeared them on her lips.
"Earn your keep. Clean it."
Lee Ji-hee didn't resist anymore. The bitch who'd sneered at me as cum fodder stuck out her tongue, lapping up her own juices and my cum like a puppy.
Staring down at her head, a twisted, hilarious idea flashed in my mind.
"Hey. Phone."
"Huh...? Slurp, why oppa...?"
Cum smeared on her lips, she looked up dumbly. I snatched her phone, fixed it to the tripod, angled so the lens caught just above her collarbone—face only.
"Turn on SNS live."
"L-Live...? Oppa you're crazy? That DM's already blowing up my inbox—how can I go live now!"
"That's why you gotta do a clarification stream. Say it was a hack, flash a coy smile. But conditions apply."
I gripped her hips, yanking her ass to the desk edge. Her thighs hung off, dripping pussy level with my crotch. Camera pulled back slightly. The VVIP app-linked feed perfectly framed her filtered pretty face on the phone screen, her spread legs below, and my lower body in one shot.
"10 minutes live. Make a sound or grimace, you're out. Survive, and I'll drop 100 mil. Deal?"
"1... 1 hundred mil...? For real...?"
The total had hit 80 mil already. Her pupils shook wildly at the extra 20. This whore's brain was pickled in capitalism—she pretended to hesitate, then trembling, hit [Start Live Broadcast].
"I-It's on..."
She hastily fixed her messy hair, forcing a smile. Viewers flooded in off the voice note rumor.
The worried cow comments flooded in. Ji-hee awkwardly smiled and waved.
"Ahaha... Yeah, it's me, guys. Looks like my account got hacked earlier. So sorry if you got weird messages~"
On the SNS live screen, she was the perfect pure goddess. But right then, off-angle under the desk, I slammed my rock-hard cock balls-deep into her sloppy pussy.
Squelch! Thud!
"Hng...! Ah...!"
Her shoulders jolted at the sudden massive intrusion. She barely stifled the scream, face flushing crimson.
"N-Nooo... Eek! I just... stubbed my foot on the corner... haha..."
I grinned silently, slowly pulling out then thrusting deep again. Thump. Splatter. I slowed to avoid mic pickup but targeted her most sensitive spot, grinding relentlessly.
"Hngg... Eung... Y-Yeah, I'm home now~ Just showered..."
She smiled sweetly at the screen cows, but her dangling legs snaked around my waist, overwhelmed by pleasure.
Pure face on-screen, vulgar pounding off-screen. The VVIPs ate up the insane contrast. The floating camera feed went red-hot, exploding.
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I twisted my hips as she babbled to SNS live, "Gonna film Pilates vlog tomorrow~", slamming hard into her deepest cervix.
"Aaaah...!! Hic...!"
A raw moan burst out. Her on-screen face twisted, tear-streaked.
SNS chat filled with question marks. Pale, she lunged for her phone, but I bound her wrists tight, ramping up my thrusts. Thud! Squelch! Pound!
"Haang! N-No...! I'm alone... eek! Stretching alone... haang! Ow...!"
Stretching my ass—her pussy walls were stretching around my cock. I pounded like a beast, churning her guts wildly. Off-screen, cum sprayed and juices gushed in chaos, but she thrashed to end the live.
"Oppa... please...! Ahng! I'll get caught... haang... eek!"
"Almost 10 minutes. Say bye properly."
Tears streaming, she stared at the screen, voice shaking.
"G-Guys... I'm so tired today... eek! Gonna end... ahng! Nowww... haaaang...!"
The SNS live cut off. Tension released, she collapsed on the desk, gasping. My pent-up load hit the limit too.
"You made 10. 100 mil as promised. Take it."
"Haaaang...! Cum all in me...! Oppa fill my pussy with your cum please...!"
Splurt! Splurt! Into the surrendered influencer's womb, I unleashed the second hot load of the day like crashing waves. Her tight walls clenched my shaft, milking every last drop.
Half a day, 500 mil cumulative. This insane capitalist app turned my cock and lens into the world's priciest murder weapons. I zipped up, smacked the drooling, passed-out Ji-hee's cheek.
Her phone still buzzed nonstop with SNS cow DM bombs.