Chapter 128
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 127
Chapter Title: Torments in the Meeting Room
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Having lost the bet against Hyunwoo and now sitting at her office chair with an anal plug inserted as punishment, Go-eun squirmed uncomfortably.
Whenever she relaxed even a little and let her butt settle fully onto the seat...
"Haht..."
The anal plug buried in her rear received pressure and stimulated her even more intensely. Because of it, Go-eun couldn't sit comfortably on the chair, just like a hemorrhoid sufferer.
Only by tensing her thighs and knees to hover her butt slightly off the seat in a squat-like position could she minimize the sensation.
Of course, her body, toned daily from swimming, wouldn't tire from something like squats, but after enduring the entire weekend at Hyunwoo's place, fatigue had built up. In that state, trying to review the piles of documents on her desk made it impossible to focus.
'Haa... time already.'
In the end, unable to finish reviewing the materials perfectly, Go-eun headed to the meeting room for the session with the PR Team.
- Click-clack, click-clack
She wasn't particularly short, and she usually wore low-heeled flats, but today she had on high heels tailored to Hyunwoo's tastes. The long, slender heels and the design that left her heels exposed accentuated her springy leg lines beautifully.
- Wobble
"Hng!"
Unaccustomed to the high heels she rarely wore, her gait wasn't smooth. With every sway of her hips, the plug inside sent lewd tingles through her.
- Grab
"Are you okay, Team Leader?"
Hyunwoo, walking beside her to the meeting, caught her as she staggered into his arms. He was the cause of her unsteady movements, yet here he was, feigning concern with worried eyes—like giving poison and then the antidote.
"Th... thank you, Deputy Yi."
Of course, Go-eun didn't hate being in his arms. But this was the office. There was no need to risk misunderstandings from unnecessary physical contact with other employees. She quickly straightened up and pushed him away.
"Let's head in."
Flanked by Hyunwoo and Assistant Manager Park Hye-su, Go-eun opened the meeting room door. Since it was an important session, she straightened her outfit once more and checked the attendees before taking her seat.
"If everyone's here, let's begin the meeting. First, regarding last week's press coverage on the company..."
Go-eun led the meeting, briefing on the progress from the first agenda item onward.
Normally, she'd have sharp eyes gleaming behind her thick horn-rimmed glasses, her characteristic poker face when fully focused, and fluent responses to any question without hesitation... but not today.
"On... that matter, haa... Assistant Manager Park can answer briefly..."
Her pupils wandered lost, her breathing ragged, her responses stumbling repeatedly, her face flushed. The other employees in the room looked puzzled; this wasn't the usual Go-eun.
'What's up with her?'
Eun Seol from the PR Team, seated across from Go-eun, found her equally strange. The charismatic presence from their one previous collaboration was nowhere to be seen.
'Hmph! Why's she dressed like that? Not embarrassed at her age?'
Go-eun always stuck to drab suits that reached her knees, but today a short miniskirt baring her thighs, a blouse straining over her chest, and heels at least ten centimeters high.
Eun Seol, who always wore tight high-waist skirts hugging her waist, hips, and thighs, wasn't exactly in a position to criticize, but...
'So tacky. Hmph!'
Go-eun's S-line figure—buttons threatening to pop off her chest, cinched waist, full hips, and perky butt—wielded devastating power in form-fitting clothes, incomparable to Eun Seol's.
Eun Seol felt defeat and jealousy as Go-eun drew far more stares from the male employees.
And because of it? The tacky outfit, her unusually breathy voice, her flushed face—Go-eun exuded a seductive aura that had the men grinning slack-jawed, lost in filthy fantasies no matter what she said.
- Twitch, twitch
Go-eun couldn't even sit properly, squirming like a dog desperate to poop. Sensing something from that, Eun Seol narrowed her eyes.
'Something's off. Definitely... something's there.'
Then—
- Bzzz
"Haht..."
The vibrator Hyunwoo had shoved into Eun Seol's pussy suddenly thrummed wildly.
'During the meeting?'
Eun Seol clamped her mouth shut in panic and shot a glare at Hyunwoo across the table.
'Heh.'
But despite her scolding look, he smirked slyly. Probably checking if she'd followed his orders properly.
'Hmph!'
Eun Seol had taken half a day off, claiming illness, to visit Hyunwoo's place—and ended up tormented far more than expected by the surprisingly fine him, even leaking urine embarrassingly during sex.
They met again at the office today. When he called her over, she'd expected an apology, but instead, he shoved his hand into her panties and roughly crammed a vibrator deep inside her pussy.
'Not... that I hate it...'
No consideration whatsoever, treating her like a toy—but his sadistic torment, ignoring work hours and the office, set her whole body ablaze in an instant.
By now, Eun Seol acknowledged her true nature: a genuine masochist with a love for humiliation.
At first, the sudden assault had shocked her, but now the heated meeting between PR and the Management TF Team raged on. She tried to endure the vibrations teasing her below and focus, but...
- Bzzz, bzzzzz
The vibrator scraped her inner walls relentlessly, like a phone on vibrate. Hyunwoo had positioned it perfectly near her sensitive G-spot, and even though she should be used to it, the jolts made her tremble nonstop.
- Twitch, twitch
"Haa... hat... haa... mmph..."
One hand over her mouth, the other pinching her thighs hard, Eun Seol fought the tingling pleasure. Head down to avoid eyes, she exhaled roughly. If anyone saw her flushed face, they might get suspicious.
'St... stop...'
She pleaded with pitiful eyes for Hyunwoo to stop, but...
- Bzzz
"Heut..."
- Twitch, twitch
No chance. Face planted on the table, she convulsed in her seat. Toes curled tight, lower belly sparking. Her plump peach-like ass quivered vulgarly against her will.
As she barely held back the crashing pleasure, her eyes met Go-eun's across the table.
'Huh?'
Flushed face, twitching body, ragged breaths. Like looking in a mirror.
'No way?'
Eun Seol glanced at Hyunwoo beside Go-eun. Go-eun kept fidgeting anxiously, but he looked like a kid enjoying a show.
'He must've done something perverted to Go-eun too. Heut...'
And so, Go-eun and Eun Seol sat face-to-face, unable to control their bodies throughout the meeting, panting roughly the whole time.
The other employees, oblivious to the lewd toys buried deep inside them, were entranced by the two women's unusually sexy expressions—cocks stiffening under the table.
No one focused on the meeting content; time just dragged on.
* * *
"With that... we'll conclude the meeting on... heut... press response and... haa... PR strategy development."
"I'll compile and send the meeting notes."
"Good work, everyone."
Even her closing remarks came out stuttered, thanks to the foreign sensation and lewd pleasure from below.
"Are you... okay, Team Leader?"
Assistant Manager Park, who'd handled most responses for her, looked at Go-eun with concern.
"I... I'm fine, Assistant Manager Park. Head back to the office first? I'll... join shortly."
Now alone in the emptied meeting room, Go-eun rose slowly from her chair to minimize stimulation.
To think something unknown that Hyunwoo had shoved into such an embarrassing place would leave her this unsteady.
For 33 years, she'd never known her body had such a fatal weakness. Of course, it was natural—no normal person walks around with an anal plug stuffed in.
- Click... clack
Somewhat calmed, she moved carefully, one deliberate step at a time, toward the exit when—
- Thud
Someone bumped precisely against the spot where the anal plug was lodged from behind.
"Hyaaang!"
The intense jolt to her already hypersensitive area made Go-eun cry out lewdly, unable to hold back.
'Wha... what?'
"Haa haa... who... who is it?"
Mortified at being heard by another employee, she couldn't lift her head. Then—
"Oh my! Are you okay, Team Leader? I was looking at my files while walking and didn't notice you. Sorry."
Eun Seol stood behind her, holding a binder. The hard plastic edge must have been the culprit.
Though her face showed apology, a meaningful glint flashed in Eun Seol's eyes, as if she'd caught the lewd moan.
"Should I help you?"
"N... no, I'm fine. You go ahead, Deputy Eun."
"Alright then. See you."
Eun Seol left Go-eun behind and exited the room.
'What was that? Seriously, Team Leader Choi. No wonder the meeting was a mess.'
Go-eun's firm butt had felt distinctly hard. Eun Seol guessed it was like the anal beads Hyunwoo often used on her rear.
'I thought she was one of the few classy ones here...'
Eun Seol had once admired Go-eun as a role model, succeeding as a woman in the company.
But seeing her squirm with some unknown object in an embarrassing place during a meeting shattered that respect.
'This is my chance... to ruin her completely...'
As Eun Seol, jealous of Go-eun for sleeping with Hyunwoo first, harbored malicious thoughts—
- Bzzz
"Heuuung..."
The vibrator deep in her pussy flesh thrummed wildly again.
"What was that, Eun Seol? What'd you talk about with the Team Leader?"
She ran right into Hyunwoo, who'd been waiting outside for Go-eun.
"So... someone might see... haeng... what if... heung... stop... turn it off..."
"Don't change the subject. What did you two talk about?"
- Bzzzzz
He cranked the vibration to max while pressing her.
"No... heuut... nothing. Just a greeting... hweek..."
"Hmm... suspicious. Come with me."
- Bang
Hyunwoo dragged her through the emergency exit into the stairwell. Knowing her personality well, he was certain she was hiding something.
- Riiip
"Wa... wait... kyaaak!"
- Drop
Not knowing when someone might come, he yanked down her skirt zipper in one go. The tight skirt pooled limply on the floor.
Revealed was a skimpy skin-toned T-panty, so close to her complexion it looked like she wore nothing.
- Shlick
"Hweek!"
He pushed the T-panty aside and roughly thumbed into her pussy folds. Thanks to the vibrator torment all meeting, her crotch was sopping wet and accepted his finger painlessly.
But the other finger was the problem. Without stopping, he jabbed his index—
"Not... ang... thereee!"
Into her tightly clenched chrysanthemum-like anus.
Eun Seol gripped Hyunwoo's shoulders hard as he double-penetrated her with two fingers a few steps down. Her Pilates-toned thighs quaked; the sudden assault was too much.
- Squeeze
Thankfully, from past anal bead sessions, her anus gradually took the finger.
"——!"
But with the vibrator buzzing and Hyunwoo twisting his thumb and index inside like pinching her inner flesh, Eun Seol couldn't endure.
'Too... intense...'
Another woman might have teared up from his hardcore play, but for Eun Seol, it sparked electric pleasure. Like her brain marinating in dopamine, addictive as drugs.
"Really... nothing, Eun Seol?"
- Shlick shlick
To pry out her secret, Hyunwoo kept grinding his two fingers relentlessly.