Chapter 140
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 139
Chapter Title: Pride at Zero
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Up until now, Hyunwoo had been freely manipulating his employees' psyches with the work system. But no matter how powerful the administrator authority was, it couldn't completely defy common sense.
Seo Jin-ah and Lee Byung-joo's cases were a bit different, though. While he'd kept things somewhat within the bounds of reason when toying with the others, had he built it up bit by bit over a long time for these two?
Whatever the case, he'd succeeded in staging a scenario straight out of an adult video. A husband who could only jerk off while watching his wife get fucked by another man—that was extreme even for the edgiest porn.
And then there was Seo Jin-ah, feeling not a shred of guilt but pure thrill as she showed her husband the sight of her entangled with Hyunwoo.
Their common sense had been utterly rewritten. With the newlyweds' limits completely shattered, Hyunwoo couldn't think of anything else for a while—he was hooked on tormenting them.
Fucking Jin-ah right in front of Byung-joo was an insane turn-on for Hyunwoo too. And maybe that's why...
Once he finally snapped out of it, he checked on the female employees he'd been neglecting. That's when he noticed something off with Choi Go-eun's status.
'What the hell?'
He hadn't given her any orders, taken any actions, or manipulated her at all, yet her Pride had bottomed out completely.
Even after fully conquering her, Choi Go-eun's stubborn Pride had always let her slip free of his commands most of the time.
Sure, he'd occasionally knock her down a peg by bringing up her self-esteem or her authority as team leader when the timing or luck was right—but it'd never dropped like this without him lifting a finger.
'And it always bounced right back anyway.'
Her Pride would recover over time. But even as Hyunwoo kept checking her Status Window, it stayed at zero. Something had definitely happened to her.
He glanced up subtly from his desk, peering at her seated figure.
There she was—Choi Go-eun, ramrod straight in her chair, laser-focused on work. The workaholic. Nothing out of the ordinary.
'What's going on?'
This kind of frustration had been a while. Ever since getting the work system's administrator authority, Hyunwoo rarely had blind spots with his employees.
He wanted to drag her out to the terrace and grill her right then, but chit-chat during work hours was one of the things she hated most.
Frustrated but patient, Hyunwoo decided to keep monitoring her status for now.
After her early-morning swim at the pool near her place, Choi Go-eun finished showering and stood blankly in front of her locker, lost in thought. After a moment,
she glanced around cautiously, as if afraid someone might see,
then swiftly shoved the anal plug into her asshole with hands that had grown a bit more practiced.
"Hngh!"
She bit her lip hard, bracing for the shock, but a vulgar moan leaked out anyway. It was tiny—barely seven centimeters, the size of two finger joints—yet it sent tremors through her entire body.
"Haa... haa..."
Clutching the locker with both hands, she steadied her breathing. Then she checked her naked body in the full-length mirror beside it.
'So vulgar.'
Her hair still damp from the shower, a beauty mark dotting just below her lip. Big eyes, a straight nose. Her tightly pressed lips gave her a somewhat stern look.
Below her face, sharp collarbones led to massive tits the size of her head, defying gravity in perfect shape despite their heft.
Men's ultimate fantasy, sure—but the relentless stares they drew made Choi Go-eun despise her ridiculously huge breasts.
Compared to their size, her nipples were relatively small and pink, but her areolas were inexplicably large. It all felt cheap to her.
Her smooth abs etched with an eleven-pack flowed into wide hips, firm thighs, a neat straight line of pubic hair perfectly framing her tightly clenched pussy lips.
And there, nestled between her cheeks, was the heart-shaped anal plug adorned with sparkling purple cubic rhinestones, glinting under the lights.
Even while Hyunwoo's attention was fixed on Seo Jin-ah, Choi Go-eun had faithfully kept her promise to him every single morning. Dressed in her underwear, tight skirt, blouse, and jacket,
she arrived at her desk precisely at 8:30 a.m.—thirty minutes before start time, heels clicking.
She loved organizing the day's tasks in her head in the quiet office before everyone arrived.
She reviewed her afternoon schedule too. Busy as hell again today, but the thought of shaping this massive company with her own hands filled her with pride.
'Perfect.'
Her condition was spot-on. Settling into her seat to review her team's submissions,
"Hngh..."
the anal plug she'd shoved in herself pressed against the chair seat, stimulating her insides. Weeks of constant wear, and she still couldn't get used to the lewd sensation.
"Khmm... hm."
She glanced around, worried some sloppy moan had escaped—no one around, thank god.
Then she dove straight into her monitor.
"Then let's begin the 7th information-sharing session hosted by the Organizational Innovation TF Team."
Choi Go-eun moderated the meeting for team leaders and above, including the CEO. Before the packed room of executives, she routinely reported TF progress and gathered feedback.
"In the last quarter, we analyzed team workloads in depth and conducted departmental interviews to optimize staffing..."
'Huh?'
Gliding smoothly through the agenda, she scanned the attendees—and spotted an unexpected face.
'Why's Deputy Manager Eun here?'
This meeting was strictly for team leaders and up. Scanning the room, Eun Seol was the only non-team leader present.
Anyone else, she'd assume they were subbing for their team leader. But something about Eun Seol nagged at her.
Last time, after a coordination meeting with PR, she'd bumped into her while leaving the conference room—right as she was exiting.
'Just coincidence, right? But of all places...'
Eun Seol had brushed right against the anal plug Hyunwoo ordered her to stuff in her ass. Choi Go-eun had let out a lewd moan utterly unlike her usual voice.
'She doesn't... think I'm weird, does she?'
Once the thought hit, she couldn't focus on her presentation.
'Get it together, Choi Go-eun!'
Shaking it off, she resumed flawlessly.
"Haa..."
Break time between segments. Tension? Her legs buckled as she cautiously—oh so cautiously—sat in the conference chair. Eun Seol had thrown her off briefly, but overall, smooth sailing.
'Dodged a bullet.'
Reviewing the next segment in her head,
heels clicked.
"Team Leader Choi, that presentation was awesome!"
Eun Seol approached.
"Thanks, Deputy Manager Eun. But how'd you end up here today?"
"Oh! Our team leader had a sudden press meeting, so I filled in."
"I see. You stood out as the only non-team leader."
"Really? Hohoho."
'Was she always this friendly?'
Truth be told, Choi Go-eun didn't know much about Eun Seol.
Worked in PR, somewhat close to Hyunwoo, had that polished image other women envied. That was it.
She hadn't pegged her as the friendly type, but here she was, chattering praise for the presentation—maybe trying to get on her good side?
"But Team Leader, you look exhausted... Late nights prepping, huh?"
Even now, sitting pressed the plug inside, constantly teasing her hole. No way her face looked relaxed.
"Condition's a bit off today..."
"Oh no! Want me to massage your shoulders? It's killer for fatigue."
Eun Seol casually placed her hands on Choi Go-eun's shoulders from behind.
She flinched.
"No, really, I'm fine. Thanks for caring, but seriously."
"We're both girls—what's the big deal? Come on, just try it."
"No, I—hngh..."
She tried shrugging off the hands, but Eun Seol suddenly pressed down hard from behind.
She'd been clenching her thighs, minimizing stimulation with utmost care. One push, and her posture crumbled.
The plug sank deep into the chair, thrust! stabbing her insides.
Rub-rub.
"Feel good? Nice and refreshing, right, Team Leader? Hohoho."
Glam makeup, fashion sense, sleek figure. Eun Seol had always drawn jealousy from other women. She wasn't one to take shit from ugly bitches badmouthing her, though—she'd smile and fuck them over.
Recalling those days, she tormented Choi Go-eun with "friendly" girl-on-girl contact.
Her bright smile showed no malice—Choi Go-eun couldn't snap at her outright.
"Y-yeah... feels cool... haa... but really, I'm f—hngh..."
She twisted to escape, but the iron grip on her shoulders from behind was inescapable.
Her body was hypersensitive after a day with the plug in. She'd been dodging stimulation carefully, but Eun Seol wrecked that—her strength melted away.
'My body's... going limp...'
She shuddered hard enough for Eun Seol to notice.
The plug grinding her insides against the seat sent maddening tickles from her ass. She couldn't moan out loud.
'Still... in the middle of the meeting...'
Break's ending—employees would return soon. She desperately stifled her voice.
But Eun Seol pressed harder. The plug plunged fully in, unleashing proportional agony.
'No more... I can't...'
Hand clamped over her mouth, a moan about to break free—
Murmurs filled the room. Break over; staff trickling back in.
'Not here... not now.'
Eun Seol's hands slowly lifted, as if hearing her silent plea.
"How was that, Team Leader? Refreshed? Hohoho."
Beaming innocently.
"I'll head back now. Fight on for the rest!"
'Haa... close call.'
Crisis averted—or so she thought.
"By the way, Team Leader... why do you have that stuffed up your ass at work?"
Eun Seol whispered in her ear as she turned away.
Her heart plummeted.
"..."
"Team Leader... Team Leader. Time to start the presentation again."
Time up, and she was still zoned out—Assistant Manager Park Hye-su rushed over.
"Ah... right. Already? Thanks, Park."
"Then let's resume the performance report."
Her face noticeably flushed. She pushed through calmly, but her neatly pinned-up hair and smooth forehead glistened with sweat beads.
And Eun Seol, seated and listening, smirked the whole time—like she was having the time of her life.