Chapter 9

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Translator: True Detective

Chapter: 8

Chapter Title: First Employment Contract

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"Hoo..."

Hyunwoo looked down at his handiwork. It took five full ejaculations before his massive cock finally slipped out of Jin-ah's pussy.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Thanks to experiencing multiple orgasms, Seo Jin-ah's satisfaction had risen by 1 point. He wasn't sure exactly how many climaxes it took to raise it, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠but one thing was clear: he had to pound her until her mind went blank.

Having endured seven loads of semen just in the storeroom, Jin-ah lay collapsed on the warehouse floor, unable to regain her senses.

The neat, tightly closed pussy she'd kept so primly had been utterly conquered by his massive cock, now gaping sloppily and continuously spewing semen.

Red handprints on her pale breasts, her crotch a tangled mess of semen and juices, and lipstick marks scattered across her neck all hinted at the intensity of their fucking.

Especially memorable was how, toward the end, she'd lost her mind and tearfully begged him to fuck her harder. Of course, Hyunwoo had recorded every second on his smartphone.

Heh heh heh. With this, no worries about her suing me for sexual harassment.

"Hic... hic... sob sob..."

With miraculous willpower, Jin-ah pulled herself together and straightened her wrinkled blouse and skirt. But she couldn't hold back the sobs bursting out.

Even after wiping, more cloudy semen kept oozing down the inside of her thighs, inside her rolled-up khaki stockings.

"Jin-ah, that was fun. See you tomorrow."

Satisfied with his ejaculations—and having boosted her satisfaction to boot—Hyunwoo flashed a cheerful grin and left the supply closet. Left alone, Jin-ah leaned on the wall as she stumbled out into the annex hallway. Her legs, drained from the repeated sex, trembled in her thighs and calves.

She barely remembered how she made it home—Jin-ah was utterly exhausted, mentally and physically.

"Sob sob sob..."

Peeling off her panties and stockings, sticky with another man's semen—not her husband's—she let the pent-up tears flow under the shower. The remaining white cum still inside her washed away with her tears.

"Byung-joo... Byung-joo... I'm sorry... sob sob..."

She'd left the office at 6 PM, but it was well past midnight by the time she got home. Luckily, Byung-joo hadn't returned yet, stuck with overtime.

More painful than the shock of being raped by a man other than her husband was her own betrayal.

I could've resisted in the elevator... in the storeroom...

She hadn't strongly rejected Yi Hyunwoo's advances. Worse, when his cock ravaged her, she'd screamed in overwhelming pleasure, begging him to thrust harder.

It was a safe day, but she'd taken multiple creampies—something she'd never allowed even her husband.

Seo Jin-ah, you're insane...

Even more pathetic: the pleasure from Hyunwoo dwarfed anything from her husband. Even after washing away his cum and lying in bed, his cock lingered in her mind.

Byung-joo, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...

Amid guilt toward her husband Byung-joo, Jin-ah's body desperately craved Hyunwoo's cock.

Having thoroughly fucked Jin-ah senseless, Hyunwoo whistled his way back to his studio apartment. Even after seven ejaculations, his sturdy cock stood erect again—most satisfying.

Two points make this big a difference.

Just as Kim ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Ji-young with Charm 5 and Seo Jin-ah with Charm 7 were ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠worlds apart, a mere 2-point boost in Virility had transformed his length, girth, rigidity, and stamina into something overwhelming.

His plan to raise Stamina and Charm first felt pathetic now—turns out men were all about virility.

No wonder I've been scarfing down anything good for virility since forever.

Replaying the video of Jin-ah tearfully begging him, Hyunwoo reflected.

The ecstasy of completely conquering her with his tireless, rock-hard massive cock!

Can I keep fucking Jin-ah from now on?

He had the begging video for insurance against reports, but her resistance suggested safe fucks wouldn't be easy ahead.

Today, her husband Lee Byung-joo was working late, and she had no guard up against him. After this, she'd surely be wary.

Even after I castrated the husband and amped his lust, her resistance was stronger than expected.

Hyunwoo was impressed by Jin-ah's pure love for Byung-joo.

"Oh, right."

Having completed the Task Directive (Employee Level) to have sex with a female employee of Charm 7+, the unlocked Employment Contract menu popped up.

The Work System menus showed: [Status Window], [Administrator], [Female Employees], [Task Directives], [Employment Contracts].

[Status Window] showed Admin Yi Hyunwoo's stats and status.

[Administrator] let him view all employees' stats and Psychological Messages.

[Female Employees] separately managed emotion-manipulated women—currently Kim Ji-young and Seo Jin-ah.

With his Leadership at 2, he'd need to raise it to manipulate more female employees' emotions.

[Task Directives] was like a quest log— so far, only directives to fuck female employees.

Finally, Hyunwoo tapped the newly unlocked [Employment Contracts].

"Ooh yeah..."

Finally, a power befitting administrator authority.

Yeah, this is what I was waiting for.

Each one let him toy with someone's life at will. He didn't know the mechanism behind the psychological manipulation, but what mattered was that he could wield it.

"Hoo... hoo... Calm down, Yi Hyunwoo."

Hyunwoo calmly sorted his usable Work System powers.

First, [Administrator] showed all employees' personal info and Psychological Messages, letting him gauge their emotions.

He could amplify or reduce targets' emotional states.

At Mental 1, he could redirect the emotion's target to himself—like swapping Jin-ah's sex desire for Byung-joo to him.

Max satisfaction to 10 via sex enabled Employment Contracts—slave-level deals that warped common sense.

In summary:

1. View Psychological Messages and amp/reduce emotions as desired.

2. Lower Mental via negative amps or positive reductions.

3. Redirect emotions to himself.

4. Fuck to raise satisfaction.

5. Sign Employment Contract.

More or less.

"If the unlocked ones are this good, what's in the disabled slots?"

Hyunwoo couldn't hide his excitement at the contract types, pondering his next moves.

His monotonous life of work-home-work-home had been utterly upended by the Work System admin powers.

Having outlined his plans, Hyunwoo messaged Kim Ji-young on KakaoTalk. The Charm 5 HR newbie was his first female employee fuck, via emotion manipulation back when he was Temporary Admin.

He'd kept her libido amped via the system, so she was always ready. But her plain looks bored him quick, and he'd ghosted her for a while.

Why call her now? Simple: safer to max satisfaction with Ji-young than risk poking Jin-ah.

"Ha... haa... haa... ha... ugh... haa..."

Over days of bedding with Hyunwoo, Ji-young was completely drained. Her system-boosted libido had her masturbating nightly to thoughts of him.

His sudden message after so long thrilled her. On a free weekend with no plans, she welcomed him to her studio with open arms.

But joy was short-lived. The returning Hyunwoo was transformed—his enlarged cock and endless stamina turned her into a nonstop human onahole.

Countless orgasms left her mind hazy, but he showed no mercy, pounding relentlessly.

Sleep, wake to fucking; fuck till exhausted sleep; wake to more. When Ji-young came to, it was Sunday evening.

Her studio reeked of two days' cum, juices, and saliva; her body was the same.

"Hahaha!"

The three-day fuckfest bore fruit—Hyunwoo couldn't stifle his laughter.

"Smack!"

"Ugh..."

In glee over the contract, Hyunwoo slapped the ass of the passed-out Ji-young.

Thanks for the contract. Heh heh heh.

He dressed, leaving her as is. The moment he got the contract, her value vanished.

Fucking Jin-ah once ruined Charm 5 for me—no thrill.

Grumbling about the three days pounding Ji-young, he left her place, wondering if he'd see her again.

"Of course!"

Target: Seo Jin-ah. Content: Private Meetings!

He ignored the rest.

"Damn... usage limit."

Hyunwoo sighed, his fantasies of endlessly fucking Jin-ah dashed.

"Still, twice a month ain't bad."

For the first time since joining, Hyunwoo looked forward to Monday.