Chapter 121
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 120
Chapter Title: Eun Seol's Utter Surrender
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I never imagined I'd hear words like that from Eun Seol when we first met. Hyunwoo couldn't forget the way she'd looked down at him with those emotionless eyes, as if he were nothing more than an inanimate object.
But things were different now. Eun Seol had completely cast aside her pride, gazing at him with eyes brimming with affection. Her hands trembled faintly from how firmly she was spreading her labia on both sides.
'So fucking hot...'
Of course, once this moment passed, she'd revert to her usual prickly self, but Hyunwoo could feel his cock hardening to the breaking point, beyond what he could endure.
Still, he didn't thrust in right away. He resisted the temptation one more time.
He refused to play entirely by Eun Seol's script. The reins of control had to remain absolutely in his grasp.
- Squish
"Huaaang!"
Instead of the cock she'd been craving, a cold foreign object invaded her most sensitive inner folds. And then...
Vibrator Activation
Precisely targeting the G-spot
- Squish
Hyunwoo's cock followed immediately, shoving past her labia.
"No... haaaang... you... too intense... the stimulation haeung... nooo..."
Even his cock alone stretched her labia to the tearing point. And deep inside, the vibrator was already there.
- Thwack thwack thwack thwack
Hyunwoo drove his cock to the hilt in that state, bucking his hips with savage force.
Overwhelming torment
She had wanted to be tormented, but this sudden hardcore vibrator-inserted fucking made Eun Seol's entire body shudder uncontrollably. It was like skipping the mid-boss entirely and having the final boss drop in without warning.
But it still wasn't over.
- Shluck
Hyunwoo shoved the anal stick—the one that had tormented her so badly back at the hotel she could barely climb into the car—straight into her tightly clenched asshole.
"Not... there... aaang... nooooo!"
She flailed desperately, but one hand from Hyunwoo subdued her effortlessly. With his boosted Stamina, her struggles were nothing but adorable coquetry.
- Squelch squelch
- Smack! Smack smack!
The spanking on her ass cheeks was leagues beyond before. Was it thanks to his elevated stamina? Hyunwoo's slaps landed even meatier, making Eun Seol feel like her buttocks were ablaze.
Vibrator and cock. Anal stick and spanking. Each one alone could drive her to climax, and now they all seared into her body at once.
'Can't... breathe...'
The overwhelming stimulation suddenly choked her chest.
"Euk... kgh... eueu..."
Face smashed into the floor of Hyunwoo's studio apartment, all Eun Seol could do was endure. No coherent thoughts formed in her mind. Her body and spirit surrendered utterly to Hyunwoo.
Then, miraculously, amid the brutal torment, the pain vanished, replaced by excruciating pleasure. It was exactly what she'd craved all along.
"Haeng! Go... gooood... so... haeung... goooood!!!"
Her paper-thin waist arched like a bow, exposing sharply defined abs. Her usual prim expression was nowhere to be seen; from her sloppily gaping mouth, sticky saliva trailed down her neck.
- Squish
The anal stick, which had barely gone in two knuckles at first, now plunged hilt-deep—handle excluded—into the depths of her ass.
Dozens of handprints marred her plump cheeks from the relentless spanking.
Her pussy clenched fiercely around the cock and vibrator inside, squeezing like a vise grip.
Hyunwoo, perhaps attuned to Eun Seol somehow, reveled in sadistic torment, drowning in vicious ecstasy. Before gaining administrator authority, he'd never dreamed of sex like this.
"Kuuk..."
'Gonna cum...'
- Spurt spurt
Unable to hold back the crashing wave of ejaculation, Hyunwoo yanked out his cock and showered semen across her ass, skirt, blouse—her entire body.
He always favored creampies, but he yearned to defile Eun Seol thoroughly in her office attire.
It shot so far that white globs splattered her brown bob haircut, which reached her shoulders.
"Haa... haa... ah..."
Prone and spent, Eun Seol lay motionless for a long while.
Vibrator still buried deep in pussy
Anal stick lodged firm, handle protruding
Reddened buttocks and semen-stained clothes everywhere
- Click click
Hyunwoo snapped photos of the breathtaking scene with his smartphone.
Indifferent to him, Eun Seol panted raggedly, still lost in the afterglow for quite some time.
But Hyunwoo didn't let her bask in it undisturbed.
One body shot aside, this was only his second ejaculation today. For Hyunwoo with Virility 8, it was barely a warmup. No cooldown—his massive cock invaded her depths once more.
Afterward, Eun Seol had to take his cock countless more times without washing or undressing.
It hurts, she'd complained—was it all pretense? She hoisted her legs skyward with both hands, no wall support, as he pounded wildly. All she could manage was clutching his torso tight and moaning like a bitch in heat.
They'd done standing carries occasionally, but never sustained for tens of minutes airborne like today. Lifted high then slammed down, his cock speared deeper than any other position.
"Ple... hauk... pleeease... st... haeut... stoppp..."
"That's not what you said earlier? Didn't they teach you at the company to own your words? Deputy Manager Eun Seol?"
A junior who'd joined after her, yet Hyunwoo spat old-man lines while burying his cock even deeper in her scorching pussy.
Felt at the glans tip
'No... more...'
Bathroom denied for hours, she'd been desperate to pee. Mentally clinging on, but consciousness blurring.
"Bath... roooom... fuuuck... heuk..."
To her pathetic pleas,
- Thwack thwack thwack thwack
Hyunwoo's brutal thrusts never relented.
High-end brand or not, her prized blouse and skirt were crumpled wrecks, splattered white with fluids and semen.
Washable? Doubtful they'd ever look new. Finally,
- Thud
Mentally hanging by a thread, but stamina zeroed out—Eun Seol blacked out on the bed.
- Trickle trickle trickle
Unconscious, her body lost control, gushing yellow liquid. Urine soaked her thighs and surroundings, drenching the bedsheet, skirt, and blouse.
"Kukukuku..."
Eun Seol, turned accidental bedwetter. Stunned by the spectacle, Hyunwoo halted mid-thrust and whipped out his phone for video.
Prideful Eun Seol pissing mid-sex. Unconscious, sure, but unbelievable even watching. She'd thrashed for the bathroom earlier—guess it was dire.
- Pop
Hours deep, finally expelled
Anal stick stayed wedged solid in her anus, bobbing faintly with each breath.
Tens of minutes later, Eun Seol came to and surveyed her state. Soaked thighs, bedsheet, skirt. Far too much for love juices.
- Trickle
"You... peed?"
Dazed, rejecting reality, tears suddenly streamed down her face. Shame and humiliation maxed out—even her Mental couldn't cope.
Work system check: Stamina bottomed out, even her unbreakable Mental at rock bottom.
'That bad, huh?'
No biggie for Hyunwoo, but peeing on a crush's bed? Devastating shock for Eun Seol. Pride be damned—tears poured from raw shame and sorrow.
"I... begged for the bathroom... huuk..."
He'd craved total submission, but not like this.
"Uh... sorry... r-right. Le... let's clean up first. Yeah?"
As flustered as she was, he gingerly helped her into the bathroom.
Drip... drip drip
Stray urine drops fell from her body to the floor.
"Heuk... huuk..."
That only made her sob harder.
Bang
Once inside, Hyunwoo tackled the mess. Bedsheet and blanket jammed into the washer, he silently vowed: bathroom breaks next time, at least.
"..."
"..."
Suffocating awkwardness hung in the air. Eun Seol mortified by her blunder, Hyunwoo guilty for pushing her—neither dared speak first.
His remorse, her shame. She kept stealing glances at the bed, hyper-aware.
Work clothes in the wash, she wore Hyunwoo's white dress shirt. Bare below, her long pale legs gleamed. Top unbuttoned loosely, collarbone and cleavage teased his eyes.
'Mmm... not bad at all...'
Naked apron on Seo Jin-ah before, but naked shirt? Fresh. Her uncharacteristically vulnerable vibe, sloppily clad in men's wear—visually intoxicating.
Cock stiffened anew despite the marathon. His usual MO: horny equaled mindless fuck. He yanked her into his arms.
- Flinch
His touch made her quiver like a wounded kitten. Eyes red-rimmed from crying.
"Uh... um... you look beat. Get some shut-eye."
A twinge of guilt hit him; thrusting urges paused. He tucked her into fresh bedsheet and blanket.
Asleep the instant she hit the mattress. Curled fetal in the oversized shirt—so unlike her usual self.
'8 PM already?'
She'd arrived post-lunch; nonstop pounding later, night had fallen. Hyunwoo felt fatigue too—not peak condition.
Swish
Sliding beside her, he spooned from behind. Smaller than expected—slender frame belying her height.
'Looked tall... but this petite?'
Rushed half-day leave on his "sick" word, even fed him. Tormenting her like that...
Guilt nagging, he stroked her still-damp hair till sleep took him.
Weekend afternoon. Workaholic Choi Go-eun would've pored over backlog reports at home—but today, she wandered the streets instead.
Her steps led to the address Hyunwoo had messaged.
'Why'd I agree to this...'
"Haa..."
No matter how she turned it, it didn't sit right. Deep sigh. At the spot, amid countless signs, she spotted it:
'Waxing Shop'
Her destination for the day.