Chapter 110
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 109
Chapter Title: The Live Broadcast Begins
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"Nngh... Ahh..."
Eun Seol limped awkwardly out of the hotel lobby. All night long, Yi Hyunwoo had ravaged not just her pussy but her ass too with that anal stick, leaving her barely able to walk straight.
She was always proud of her long, slender legs, striding confidently like a fashion model. But now, without Hyunwoo's support, she couldn't even stand on her own.
My legs... they won't hold any strength...
She must have tensed up her waist and legs countless times while climaxing over and over last night.
- Click-clack, click-clack
The high heels she always wore made it even harder to walk.
"Why'd you wear heels to a water park anyway?"
"This is all... all your fault, Deputy Manager Lee."
Eun Seol grumbled at Hyunwoo, but she didn't mind his hand gripping her waist—afraid she'd fall.
- Slide
That is, until his hand slid down to her ass.
"Wh-what are you doing? P-people are watching!"
Ignoring her scolding, Hyunwoo's hand boldly slipped under the hem of her short dress, kneading the firm flesh of her butt. Her thong left her bare skin directly against his palm.
- Murmurs
The hotel, conveniently located near the water park, was full of families. Hyunwoo's fondling drew dirty looks from the ajummas and blatant stares from middle-aged men.
Desperate to escape, she tried to muster strength in her lower body, but it refused to obey. In the end, his hand didn't stop until they were out of the hotel.
"Are you seriously gonna do this the whole way?"
Finally outside, Eun Seol whined at his side, but Hyunwoo ignored her. His mind was stuck on the SNS account that had been demonetized despite all his efforts since yesterday.
Damn... what a waste.
He was so close to hitting 100k followers. It felt like losing a character he'd poured hours into in an RPG.
"Just get in the car."
"Hmph!"
At Hyunwoo's curt reply, Eun Seol huffed and plopped roughly into the passenger seat.
- Thud
"Eek!"
She bounced right back up like a spring. Her freshly deflowered ass throbbed with hot pain, like she had hemorrhoids.
"Pfft."
Hyunwoo burst out laughing at the sight.
"D-don't laugh! This is your fault, Deputy Manager Lee!"
Eun Seol wailed like a child. But then memories of last night's humiliation flooded back, flushing her face red.
- Vroom
Hyunwoo's car pulled out, carrying the fidgety Eun Seol in the passenger seat.
- Bump
"Kyaa!"
- Bump-bump
"Drive... kyaa! ...gently... hnng!"
Every jolt sent pain shooting through her ass, making her scream.
Amused by her reactions, Hyunwoo deliberately hit the speed bumps harder and floored the accelerator.
- Bump-bump
His SUV bounced wildly. Thanks to his reckless driving, Eun Seol screamed the whole way to their destination.
"Kyaa... ah!"
Shi...t... for real.
She vowed never to let him touch her ass again.
After a hectic weekend at the water park with Eun Seol, Hyunwoo returned to work on Monday, like every office worker's fate.
He gave a quick nod to Section Chief Kim—the first in the office as always—then headed to the smoking room for a quick cig.
Park Jae-hoon and Byun Tae-seong, the IT team's soul duo, had already claimed their spots.
"Yo, Pervert Assistant Manager."
Last name Byun, first name Tae-seong. True to his nickname, he was staring at his phone screen filled with flesh tones, despite how recently he'd started.
"Whatcha watching? Porn at work again?"
"No, sir, Deputy Manager Lee. What do you take me for?"
"What do I take you for? A pervert."
"We know exactly what he's watching. Gotta be naked chicks, right?"
Jae-hoon chimed in, puffing on his cigarette beside him.
"How much are you dropping on this crap?"
Tae-seong followed countless barely-dressed women.
"Ah, streams have been dry lately, so I'm wandering. Man, I miss Yeoul so much, Deputy Manager Lee."
"That one? The girl with the killer body? Why'd she get banned?"
Jae-hoon, unaware, asked Tae-seong.
"Dunno. Probably reported by the pearl-clutchers or something. Even got blocked on a platform that's usually chill. Can't even search her ID anymore."
"Aah... a star has fallen..."
Seeing their disappointed faces, Hyunwoo felt his heart break too. It was that addictive of an account to nurture.
"What? How's this one still up? Only 40k followers?"
Then Tae-seong's screen caught Hyunwoo's eye. It was packed with pics even more explicit than Yeoul's. And it wasn't banned?
"Oh, her? She announces her next SNS in her own stream whenever she gets banned."
"What? Sex cams?"
"Yeah, Cherry Blossom TV and stuff. You don't know, Deputy Manager Lee?"
Hyunwoo, being a guy, had lurked communities and watched NSFW GIFs before getting admin powers. He recalled the logo in the corner of those lewd clips: Cherry Blossom TV.
"Right... sex cams exist."
"You watching those now too? Man, you're consistent with that nickname."
Jae-hoon eyed his direct subordinate like a bug.
"Pervert Assistant Manager, be honest. How much you spent here?"
"Ah... not much... like 200 bucks?"
"Bullshit. Total bullshit. Just hit up an oppai joint with that cash, you idiot. Please."
Jae-hoon grimaced, genuinely pitying the pervert.
"Hey, even Deputy Manager Seok watched with me last time. That's harsh."
"That was just SNS. Why pay for this crap, idiot? You're a real starfish guy. Starfish guy."
Leaving the two bickering over cam donations, Hyunwoo headed back to the office.
Sex cams, huh...
A new idea dawned for reinforcing Eun Seol's [Masochist] trait.
"Wh-what's this now?"
Eun Seol flinched at the new item in Hyunwoo's hand. After all the torment he'd put her through, her body reacted on instinct.
"Can't you tell?"
A black lace opera mask covering half her face, from eyes to nose. He handed her the pre-prepared mask.
"Put it on already."
Dread washed over her, but as always, she grumbled while obeying Hyunwoo's order.
"Oh... suits you better than I thought."
Only her eyes peeked through; the rest of her face was hidden. The ornate design gave her an alluring, exotic vibe.
Hyunwoo had seen her face hundreds of times, but imagining the covered parts made her seem like a different person.
"D-done...?"
"Eyepatch too."
He fitted a blindfold over the mask. No need for her to know the full plan from the start.
- Click
With her eyes covered, Hyunwoo pulled her arms behind her back and cuffed them.
"Nng..."
Even though she'd been through it before, Eun Seol trembled in surprise.
Then he pulled thick rope from his bag. SM-grade, so no chafing or skin tears.
Feels like my gear's piling up...
Handcuffs, rotor, dildo, collar, spanking paddle, anal stick, now SM rope. The toys he'd bought to torment [True Masochist] Eun Seol now filled a whole bag.
Tormenting her was turning Hyunwoo into a sadist. Shaking off the thought, he focused on binding her.
He looped the rope around her neck first, then slowly added knots, wrapping her body in intricate patterns.
She wore only a sheer bra exposing her complex-ridden inverted nipples and matching thong.
"Ah! It hurts... wh-what are you... doing..."
The rope formed diamond shapes across her toned body, her breasts perfectly centered in one. The tight crotch rope made her yelp.
Perfect.
Turtle-shell binding, self-taught from YouTube. The lewd lingerie overlaid with the pattern gave visual stimulation and a thrilling sense of conquest.
What... is this...
Blindfolded, Eun Seol realized he was binding her but couldn't see the details.
Every movement tugged her chest and crotch, sending jolts of stimulation. The more she struggled, the tighter it got—like self-caressing knots.
Alright, prep's done.
Hyunwoo adjusted the expensive cam on his monitor to capture her perfectly on the bed. Bought special for today.
Time to start?
He stared at the broadcast button.
Of course, he wore a similar mask hiding half his face.
"Fuck, nothing good to watch..."
Tae-seong was bored.
Too much sex cam lately—top BJs all felt stale. Fake aegyo for hearts, unnatural boob shakes from surgery.
"Maybe just porn..."
All similar faces from the same clinics. As the pervert moved to close the app,
- Yeoul's Knock
A stupid but familiar title low on the rankings caught his eye.
Yeoul? That Yeoul?
The one whose SNS exploded overnight. Tae-seong still jerked off to her screenshots sometimes.
He clicked in without hesitation. And there she was—live in real time, just as he'd dreamed.
With filming prep complete, Hyunwoo pondered how to kick off. Telling Eun Seol outright about the broadcast might tank her [Affection] to zero.
Streaming was worlds apart from photos or videos—exposing her full body live, even masked. Prideful Eun Seol wouldn't take it easy.
Hmm... what to do...
No gentle way came to mind. Who'd casually agree to a sex cam? Especially Eun Seol.
Fuck it... since when do I hesitate like this?
Trusting her [True Masochist] trait, he approached her prone, bound form and removed the blindfold.
"D-Deputy Manager Lee... what's all this..."
She gawked at her bizarrely bound body. Ignoring her shock, Hyunwoo pointed at the cam dangling over the monitor.
"I'm gonna livestream you with that from now on."
"——!"
[User Eun Seol's Affection has decreased by 8.]
The shock silenced her, but her affection plummeted. Just 2 points from zero before even starting.
Hyunwoo considered aborting, but
She'd resist next time too. No backing down.
Better to push through than let her lead him around.
"Face is masked, so no worries there. But watch your voice if you don't wanna get caught."
"..."
Silent, but her eyes screamed betrayal. Ignoring it, he clicked 'Go Live' with the mouse.
- Click
Masked or not, both their images now broadcast to the world.