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🕑 Added 2025-05-06 01:54:16 +0000 UTCChapter 100: Wabodu!
"Then don't drink too much, okay?"
"Ah, I know, M0m. Do you think I'm a kid?"
"You're still a kid! M0m will give you some spending money use it when you drink with Gyu-tae. Get some good snacks."
"Ah, no, it's okay."
"Take it."
Even before, things were comfortable, but ever since Seo Na-yeon became Kwak Young-cheol's "secretary," her finances had become very affluent.
Just the base salary for being a "secretary" was 10 million won.
And with extra "special duties," she earned over another 10 million won a month.
It was almost scary to make so much money.
"Thinking back to when I lived in a semi-basem3nt one-room, this really feels like a dream..."
Of course, it was money earned by spreading her legs for other men, but for Seo Na-yeon, who truly knew what poverty was, money was money. Whether earned cleanly or by selling her body, it was equally precious.
That's why she could so easily give Hyun-seong a whopping 1 million won as an "entrance gift" with no hesitation.
"Just focus on your studies, Hyun-seong. Got it? I'll earn the money for you."
"Yeah..."
Of course, Hyun-seong knew exactly what kind of "work" his m0m did to earn money, so it was a bitter thing for him, but in the end, money is money.
'Even if I don't take it, it's not like M0m won't get fu.cked by Kwak Young-cheol anyway.'
Besides, thanks to that sly little Mi-hyun girl constantly squeezing money out of him for this and that, the allowance and wages he'd saved up over winter break were almost all gone.
"I'll use it well, M0m."
"Good. Listen well in cla$$! Is it teachers or professors in college? Listen to your professors."
"This isn't high school, you know? Go on, you'll be late for work."
"Yeah. I'm really going."
Seo Na-yeon started the car, looking back at her s0n waving, and at Gyu-tae bowing shyly.
"Sigh. Off to work, then. Work."
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The loan company YC Capital run by Kwak Young-cheol, and YC Entertainment, which gathered and raised internet broadcasters, were both thriving.
With the network from Kwak Young-cheol's father and Seo Na-yeon's body used for s3xual favors, they attracted a fair number of investors and secured plenty of funds, and through YC Capital, it was easy to get lists of girls with heavy debts.
Now, compared to that used car dealership, the money flowing in made it look like a hole-in-the-wall shop.
Although Seo Na-yeon was in the position of providing s3xual favors to various high-ranking people as Kwak Young-cheol ordered, she still felt a certain pride seeing the company's growth.
Well, as they say, "pillow talk is the strongest weapon," and Seo Na-yeon was very good at that. As Kwak Young-cheol expected, she gradually lost all shame and performed her high-cla$$ prostitute role exactly as he directed, which contributed significantly to the company's expansion.
After all, Seo Na-yeon had even felt pleasure being g@ngb@nged by seven men at her farewell party. Pleasing old men was nothing to her.
Thanks to Seo Na-yeon's "efforts," Kwak Young-cheol was starting to recognize her as an important employee. That was a good thing.
"Did Hyun-seong start college today?"
"Yes. I even took him inside the university. The atmosphere was really nice. It felt like youth."
"Puhaha. Na-yeon, did you want to go to college?"
"College? No way... I wasn't good at studying. Even if it weren't for the kids, I probably wouldn't have gone."
"Still, it must feel good to see your s0n start college. Anyway, go get Joo-hee for me."
"Joo-hee?"
"Yeah."
But lately, Seo Na-yeon had been a bit dissatisfied.
"You haven't been calling for me much these days?"
"Why? Are you dripping with desire to fu.ck me?"
"It's not that..."
"They say the newest woman is always the prettiest. I'll fu.ck you plenty later, just go get Joo-hee for now."
"..."
Seo Na-yeon pouted as she turned away.
Just as Kwak Young-cheol said, the fact that he wasn't having s3x with her as much lately made Seo Na-yeon a little uneasy.
'...Has he lost interest?'
Her feelings for Kwak Young-cheol were mixed. As time went on, it became too obvious that he was using her, and she was filled with thoughts of being exploited...
At the same time, she genuinely enjoyed s3x with Kwak Young-cheol and his "goblin club" co.ck.
"I can't be satisfied with just old men's dicks anymore."
Now, Seo Na-yeon was the highest-cla$$ escort Kwak Young-cheol had. She entertained important people for the business, and if needed, provided s3xual favors...
Most of these clients were older, middle-aged men.
She had no feelings for them if Kwak Young-cheol told her to breed with someone, she did it. But enjoying her "work" was important, too.
But old men's dicks just didn't do it for her anymore.
Thinking that, Seo Na-yeon walked down the corridor, seeing the rows of partitioned, sealed rooms.
They looked like hotel rooms, but each was actually an internet broadcast studio decorated like a regular home.
From Melon TV, where underwear exposure was allowed, to Paprika TV, where full nudity except for genitals was possible.
It was a space where various female streamers came to broadcast as if going to work.
Most of the streamers here were tied down by large or small debts,
'And some, like that junkie girl, were trapped by drugs.'
Seo Na-yeon shuddered, thinking about how drugs could ruin a pers0n.
And Kwak Young-cheol didn't just have these streamers broadcast. The most important thing for getting lots of donations was managing the so-called "super fans."
The top-paying suckers no, customers were called "super fans" or "presidents" and given special titles.
Then, under the pretense of "dinner dates," they would meet offline...
'Of course, they fu.ck. It's not a dinner date, it's a s3x date.'
Naturally, it became prostitution. And once these streamers got used to prostitution, they were introduced to rich men for more prostitution, and the company took another cut.
Of course, streamers tied down by debt or drugs had to use their donation and prostitution income to pay off their debts under contract with Kwak Young-cheol
and with a predatory contract, YC Entertainment took a 40% "management fee."
Even after paying off debts and fees, some still made good money, so it wasn't the absolute worst. But still... The Joo-hee that Kwak Young-cheol wanted brought in was one of those BJs.
Seo Na-yeon walked to the end of the hall, found a small reception desk, and asked the male staff member on duty.
"Oh, hi, Na-yeon."
"Is Joo-hee here?"
"Joo-hee? She's with a client."
"Ah..."
Joo-hee was also doubly trapped, by debt and drugs.
She couldn't refuse Kwak Young-cheol's orders...
And she wasn't the type to care much about chastity, so of course she did prostitution, too.
In fact, Seo Na-yeon, who played the high-cla$$ escort role in this company, was actually treated better than most.
...Though she was just an expensive high-cla$$ prostitute, in reality.
"The boss wants her?"
"Yeah. Guess he's into her again lately."
"Haha. Reminds me of your old days. You were such a sIut at the used car dealership."
"...What are you talking about?"
The man speaking was Yoon Young-soo.
He was the one who had s3xually tormented Seo Na-yeon like a rag at the used car dealership.
When YC Capital and YC Entertainment became Kwak Young-cheol's main businesses, he brought over people from the used car dealership to work at the entertainment company.
Yoon Young-soo grinned and casually put his hand on Seo Na-yeon's butt.
"So, how's it been? Isn't it boring dealing with just old men?"
"Hands off."
"Come on, don't be so uptight with me."
But now, he couldn't just do whatever he wanted with Seo Na-yeon like before.
Back at the used car dealership, treating her so lowly was a way to break her resi.stance. After she'd gone through that hardcore g@ngb@ng, Kwak Young-cheol used her strictly as a "product" and didn't let underlings like Yoon Young-soo touch her anymore.
Seo Na-yeon waited for Joo-hee's prostitution to finish.
"Oh, she's done."
Yoon Young-soo, watching Joo-hee through the cameras installed in each studio, said this as the door opened.
"Oppa, you'll come again, right?"
"Hehe. Who knows, you bit.ch."
"Aww! You have to come again!"
Joo-hee, still naked, cutely saw the customer off, her long thighs smeared with sem3n as if to show off what she'd just been doing.
Seo Na-yeon came out to her.
"Hey. The boss wants to see you."
"Okay, unni~"
Seo Na-yeon didn't really like Joo-hee.
No particular reas0n just a gut feeling that they didn't mesh.
'Or maybe I'm jealous?'
Because Kwak Young-cheol had been calling for Joo-hee more than her lately?
She thought it was a bit pathetic but went to the boss's office with Joo-hee.
"Go Joo-hee, you fu.cking bit.ch!"
"Ahh... ah! You're too rough...! P-please, a little gentler!"
"Shut the fu.ck up, bit.ch, haha...!!"
Whack! Whack! Whack!
The reas0n he called for Joo-hee was, of course, to satisfy his lust.
'Fu.cking animal...'
Not long ago, Seo Na-yeon herself had been under that hunk of meat, panting like Joo-hee.
Thinking about that, Seo Na-yeon watched the two from her secretary's desk.
'...Ah, I want to do it too...'
Joo-hee had very long legs.
Her breas.ts were about a B~C cup. Pretty shape, not huge, but overall a slender, attractive figure.
Her butt wasn't as big as Seo Na-yeon's, but it was nicely shaped and balanced.
She had the kind of body that could turn Kwak Young-cheol's head after half a year of focusing on Seo Na-yeon.
"Ugh...! Guh!"
...Getting so excited he was choking her during s3x wasn't something to envy...
Or maybe it was?
Watching Joo-hee drooling as Kwak Young-cheol choked her, Seo Na-yeon unconsciously slipped her hand into her panties.
'Ah... ah...'
"Huff... huff... huff! Hey, I'm cu.mming inside... take it all."
"Ahh... ugh!"
"Fu.cking bit.ch...!"
Kwak Young-cheol, who had been choking Joo-hee's thin neck, now grabbed her pink bob and pounded her wildly.
"Ugh!"
He let out a deflated sound and twitched, clearly cu.mming deep inside her.
Watching that, Seo Na-yeon absentmindedly rubbed her pu$$y.
"Hey. Na-yeon."
"Ah?! Yes, boss...!"
Just then, as he was enjoying the afterglow, Kwak Young-cheol called Seo Na-yeon.
"Hey."
"Yes?"
"Come here and suck my cu.m out of this bit.ch's pu$$y."
"...What?"
