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“Ugh.”

Han Seok stood with his hands cuffed behind his back, legs spread wide, and arms outstretched.

Jang Eun-ha knelt in front of him, diligently working on pleasuring him.

Kang Ah-jin sucked on a testicle while Kim Secretary spread Han Seok’s firm buttocks apart and licked his anus.

“Mm.”

Han Seok furrowed his brow.

Jang Eun-ha cuffed him from behind and instructed him to spread his legs, not to move or speak until they were done.

This was the command of the victor.

“Where’s the fun in that?”

“It’s the rule. If you can’t comply, you won’t leave work until we’ve all had our fun today.”

“…Fine.”

He needed to hurry home as a new game was being released today.

“You wouldn’t want to lose the trust of your employees by breaking a small promise, would you, Boss?”

“I get it, so finish up quickly…”

And thus began the humiliation of the three women.

If someone were to witness this, they might say he was enjoying himself while being dominated by these beauties.

But for Han Seok, being unable to move or speak, being toyed with like this, was incredibly humiliating.

Jang Eun-ha licked under Han Seok’s glans.

“Delicious as always.”

She grabbed his thighs and vigorously moved her head.

She focused on the glans, performing what was recently dubbed “Speed Fellatio.”

“Mmmmm.”

Jang Eun-ha made lewd sounds, deliberately letting saliva drip between his member and lips.

She had reached a level where she used saliva as lubricant, enjoying his member with her mouth.

At the same time, Ah-jin made pleasurable noises while sucking on a testicle, and Kim Secretary teased his anus with her tongue.

It seemed like he would climax any moment.

“No.”

But Han Seok couldn’t allow that.

To be humiliated like this? They had planned this from the start.

If the opponent’s intentions were clear, it felt unsatisfying to oblige.

“Haha. Huhuhu.”

Without stopping, Jang Eun-ha eventually spat out his member and gasped for breath.

She thought she could finish quickly, but it seemed a bit forced.

The saliva mixed with precum, dripping down thickly like semen.

“Huhuhu.”

Jang Eun-ha stuck out her tongue, writhing her hips while looking at Han Seok.

“Grrr… Ugh!”

Soon, clear liquid dripped from Eun-ha’s short skirt onto the floor.

It was a bizarre sight, almost making one want to strip her and take her from behind.

“Dr. Jang, if you want the boss to finish quickly, you should use your throat instead.”

“Hmm. Last time I did that, he finished in 10 minutes…”

“He finishes in 8 minutes when I use my throat.”

“It took about the same amount of time with this method. It’s called the ‘Best’ Glans Speed Fellatio, it’s because the boss particularly enjoys my mouth.”

“Well, he told me that my throat is the ‘best’ among the three, developed like a vagina, which makes it the most pleasurable.”

Kim Secretary and Jang Eun-ha knelt side by side in front of Han Seok, staring at him.

‘I never said that…’

Whether they spoke or not, Ah-jin, who was under his legs, took charge of Han Seok’s buttocks.

She held his waist, licking his muscular buttocks with her tongue and kissing them all over.

“You can tell by the boss’s expression. Look.”

Kim Secretary took Han Seok’s member into her mouth.

“Mmm.”

His member slowly slid into her mouth.

As the glans touched her throat, Kim Secretary began moving her head.

“Ah. Ah. Ah.”

Han Seok tightly closed his eyes.

A well-developed throat is indistinguishable from a vagina.

Just as he had this thought, Kim Secretary pulled his member out of her mouth.

Sticky white saliva clung to it as she withdrew.

“Mmm.”

Directly shaking the six-pack, Hanseok tightly pursed his lips and sucked in.

“Stop.”

Hanseok suppressed a groan.

Secretary Kim chuckled softly.

“Look at this. You like it, don’t you? It’ll be on sale soon.”

Was Secretary Kim the one who was cheap? Hanseok wanted to say.

Just as he had sucked off, a dark stain appeared on the beige suit pants she was wearing.

“I’ve done everything for you.”

Jang Eunha, who took over from Secretary Kim, licked below the glans.

“Are you deliberately holding back, sir? In front of us?”

Secretary Kim joined Jang Eunha in licking the glans.

With the glans between them, their tongues touched as if kissing.

Secretary Kim withdrew her tongue.

“This won’t do. Ajin, come here.”

“Yes?”

Kang Ajin, who had been playing with Hanseok’s buttocks, came forward.

Secretary Kim unbuttoned Ajin’s shirt.

“Eh? Why?”

“Just a moment.”

Since she wasn’t wearing a bra, her chest was immediately exposed.

“Sir, look at this.”

Secretary Kim went behind Kang Ajin and squeezed her breasts.

As her nipples hardened, Jang Eunha smirked.

She vigorously rubbed Ajin’s nipples against the erect nipples of Ajin, who was playing with Hanseok’s penis.

Secretary Kim smeared Ajin’s breasts from top to bottom, while Jang Eunha stroked Hanseok’s penis up and down.

“President, how about this? Huh? Fresh nipples that haven’t been adult for long.”

Feeling sensitive, Ajin bit her lower lip.

“Ugh.”

Hanseok could no longer hold back.

It was the limit.

Embarrassing yet liberating.

“Stop!”

He tightly closed his eyes.

White, thick semen splattered on Ajin’s chest.

“It’s done.”

Jang Eunha shook the penis.

Semen continued to spurt from the hose.

Eunha painted Ajin’s entire chest with semen as she shook the penis, while Secretary Kim and Jang Eunha each took possession of the semen-covered voluptuous breasts and began licking with their tongues.

Every time their tongues touched the nipples, Ajin shuddered uncontrollably.

“Hey… guys?”

Even though Hanseok spoke with handcuffs on, it seemed as if the three didn’t hear him.

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Hello.

I’m off work.

It’s 7 o’clock when I get home.

I quickly washed up and had dinner at home.

What? It’s already 8 o’clock?

What did you do?

Over the weekend, I packed my suitcase little by little and will move to the accommodation the boss arranged for me.

The boss was younger than me.

So, roughly 30 years ago, weekends were two days long.

Can you believe it?

I roughly organized my belongings and packed the things I’ll take tomorrow into my suitcase.

It’s 9 o’clock.

I was browsing the internet and suddenly remembered, so I bought a lingerie set including a garter belt from an online store.

Today, I felt sorry for Ajin, so I decided to buy something for her too.

I asked her via text, and it turns out this demanding woman is shorter than me but has the same size breasts and hips as me.

Anyway.

This garter belt.

I wonder if the boss will like it.

I got a bit carried away licking Ajin’s breasts with Dr. Jang, so I momentarily forgot to unlock the handcuffs.

She seemed a bit annoyed.

I guess I’ll have to make it up to her next week.

It’s 10 o’clock. I should go to bed now.

I need to conserve my energy for moving tomorrow.

After swallowing the boss’s semen before leaving work, I don’t even need to masturbate tonight—

Wait a minute.

That doesn’t seem right.

They’re back again.

I can’t help it.

First, lock the door.

I’ll take out a semen candy from the pill bottle and eat it.

Extinguish the fire.

Get under the blanket.

Take off all your clothes.

It’s okay if they get wet because I’ll put the bed sheets in the washing machine before moving tomorrow.

Turn your nipples and rub the clit.

Boss…

Did you move me here to have a late-night snack too?

You shouldn’t come like this every night.

Aaah.

I don’t mind.

Please come often.

I like it there.

Roughly.

Harder.

More intensely.

Like that.

I like it.

Yes.

Please cum.

In the boss’s exclusive pussy, please ejaculate for real.

Don’t take birth control pills.

Fill me up with real cum—

Impregnate me.

Hiiing.

Yes, please.

I will become the boss’s wife.

I’ll allow Jang Eunha and Ah Jin as second or third wives.

Oh no.

Leave.

I’m leaving too, boss.

As always, you filled my pussy to the brim.

Thank you. Boss.

Please name the child.

Haah. Haah. Haah.

Ah. I might survive now.

Oops. Let’s pretend you didn’t see that.

But.

Suddenly, I wonder.

Why do we engage in messy acts like sex?

What do you think is the reason for the existence of the universe?

I’m getting sleepy.

I should sleep now.

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Sunday. Morning.

Han Yuna looked at herself in the full-length mirror.

Makeup that seemed done and undone. Okay.

Perfume. Okay.

White tank top showing the collarbone. Okay.

Apricot leggings revealing the hip and buttock lines. Okay.

The leggings being apricot made it seem like she wasn’t wearing anything underneath at a glance.

She spread her legs on the mat.

Legs that could stretch 180 degrees.

She leaned forward with her arms outstretched.

Her chest touched the mat, exposing the volume of her buttocks.

“Hoo-”

She exhaled.

Breathing was usually difficult, and her chest felt tight.

The cause was stress.

It wasn’t just recent events.

The symptoms started appearing after gaining popularity as an idol.

And they worsened after meeting Lee Hanseok recently.

Lee Hanseok.

According to Director Park Yeonseong whom she met at a meeting, he was a trustworthy businessman and investor.

He said he didn’t want money.

So it’s one of two things.

Either he’s obsessed with money or he wants something else.

If he really wants something else—

What he wants is obvious.

The body of ‘Goddess of Perfection’ idol Han Yuna.

Whatever he wants doesn’t matter.

She won’t give him what he wants.

Record and threaten him back.

She hesitated to seduce with her appearance and body, but she had to now.

Considering that the recorded content might be disclosed later, it’s better to induce him to demand her body.

Demanding the body over money is more despicable.

She called him to a private place, not a public one.

‘It will make him think even more wicked thoughts.’

Will calling him to this place later be a problem?

No.

It was the company’s external practice room, not her personal residence.

If she says she asked him to come to the company’s external practice room because the drama producer wanted to talk briefly, it will suffice.

Park CEO will cooperate to that extent.

If the recorded demands are publicly revealed, the other party will immediately become trash, and whether in court or online, the judgment will be in her favor.

Demands money or body -> Strongly refuse first, then ask again what they want as if it’s the first question

-> Say you’ll consider their demands and ask for time before sending them away

-> Cut out the part in the recording where you reconsider and only leave the strong refusal at the beginning to resist their threats.

Create a situation where both parties have a weapon that can be fatal to each other to suppress his threats.

Not enough evidence with edited recordings?

Tears are evidence enough.

If he tries to physically do something threatening, she has a plan in place.

On this side, she pretended to be enthusiastic and calmed down.

She suggested having a glass of wine or a non-alcoholic drink.

She handed him a powerful sedative drink.

Just one sip, and he would fall asleep in less than 5 seconds.

If the crazy man refused the drink and tried to force her, she would have no choice but to resist as much as possible.

“His face was handsome, his body looked incredibly fit… and he’s said to be wealthy. He didn’t seem like the kind of person who would do such a thing.”

Although Han Yuna herself was unaware, her face was thoughtful.

Yes, in a situation like this, one must be prepared for this level of danger.

To overturn all of this situation at once.

– Yuna, you’re a pro now. Nervous about the stage? If you’re a pro, you should know how to enjoy it.

The words of the choreographer came to mind.

She loosened up her body lightly as before starting a performance and took deep breaths.

“I am a professional. I am a professional. I am a professional.”

Ding-dong.

The intercom rang.

She picked up the receiver.

[This is Hanseok Lee.]

Han Yuna replied.

“Please come up.”

Yuna stood with her arms crossed in front of the entrance, waiting.

After a moment, the doorbell rang.

She opened the door for him.

“Come in.”

At the door, Hanseok hesitated to enter.

“Are you alone?”

He glanced up and down at Han Yuna.

‘He asked.’

“Yes, I’m fine. Please come in.”

Han Yuna smiled leisurely and led him into the house.

With each step, the movement of her firm gluteal muscles was clearly visible.