Chapter 18: Chapter 18

"Can you feel it? My cock."

"...I can."

Her voice carried a sense of resignation, as if wondering why I was even asking something so obvious.

Overall, her tone was lethargic and powerless, reflecting the deep despair she was feeling in this situation.

It seemed that Emilia still wasn't fully conditioned to her role as a cock house.

"Why so unenthusiastic?"

"..."

"I’ve got a good idea."

"A-idea…?"

"It's your first time offering me your pussy, so it deserves to be commemorated, right?"

I tapped the screen of Emilia's phone on the desk.

The locked screen lit up.

I pressed her hand against it to unlock it.

"W-what are you doing?!"

"Just recording this precious moment for you. Isn’t that kind of me?"

I turned on the camera.

Emilia panicked.

"No! I don’t need that! Please!"

"Need or not, you’re my cock house now, and this moment will be something you should cherish. There’s no better way than with a video. Don’t worry, I’ll keep it on your phone only."

"A-ahhh…"

I aimed the camera at the hole in her pants and started recording.

The footage clearly captured my grotesque cock nudging between Emilia’s buttocks.

Slick.

Then, I pulled her panties aside, brushing the head of my cock against her neatly trimmed pubic hair, and pressed the tip against her pussy entrance.

Unlike some convenient fantasy, her pussy didn’t magically moisten the moment my cock touched it.

‘Good.’

I liked a pussy that put up a fight, tightening and trying to resist entry, creating friction to keep the cock out.

Squelch.

I began to push inside.

As expected, the density was incredible.

Splitting her fleshy walls was no easy task.

"Ugh, ugh…!"

Emilia was already whimpering in pain, while I grabbed one of her buttocks and pushed harder with my hips.

Slick.

"Ha, ugh."

"Does it hurt?"

"..."

Emilia lowered her head without a word.

It seemed it hurt even though only the tip had entered.

Just how tight was this pussy?

‘I guess I’ll find out once I’m fully in.’

Push.

"Aaagh!"

The tip had entered.

Even though only a small part of my cock was inside, it already felt amazing.

"Hah… I’m about a tenth of the way in."

"Wh-what?!"

Emilia whipped her head around in shock.

Her face was filled with despair.

When I first saw her yesterday, she didn’t have that kind of expression.

It was amusing.

"To be honest, once the tip is in, the rest is just a formality."

Sluuurp.

"Haahh!!"

With a strong push, I slid in until I hit her hymen.

About a third of my cock had entered.

‘Of course, she’s a virgin.’

It wasn’t surprising anymore.

In this game-like world, women like Emilia, no matter how gorgeous, almost always turned out to be virgins.

It was as if this world had been designed specifically for me.

"Alright, it’s time for the main event. Get ready."

"Ugh… T-the main event?"

"Yeah."

Slam!!

I tore through her hymen and thrust all the way in!

The sensation of my cock being buried deep inside her, accompanied by the feeling of her tight pussy gripping me, made me gasp in pleasure.

"Kyahhh!!"

Emilia screamed, collapsing forward onto the desk.

Her arms, which had been supporting her, gave out, and her head slammed into the monitor.

Thankfully, it didn’t fall to the floor.

I pressed myself against her, feeling the overwhelming tightness of her virgin pussy squeezing me as her flesh throbbed in sync with my cock.

"Wow, look at that. It’s practically chewing on me."

Squelch.

Thrust!

"Ahh! It hurts!"

"Shut up with that filthy talk."

Even though I could’ve given her some time to adjust after breaking her in, I couldn’t hold back.

This insolent pussy deserved to be punished with relentless pounding.

The sound of my hips slapping against her ass filled the room.

Despite her clothes dampening the impact, the wet, fleshy noise was unmistakable.

"P-please! Slow down…! It hurts so much!"

"You want me to fuck you slower? Alright."

I started thrusting at a steady rhythm, just as she had begged, filling the room with the sound of my cock pounding into her.

"Aaaah! Y-you filthy bastard."

"What did you say? Filthy?"

"N-no, I—"

Thrust!

"Ugh!!"

"Don’t get cocky with me."

How dare she spit such vulgar words in front of me?

I couldn’t let that slide.

It was time for a full-on sprint until I came.

"I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!"

"Too late, you bitch."

I grabbed one of her arms and pulled her as I thrust deeper.

The climax was fast approaching.

But I held back.

I tightened my core, focusing on getting the most out of her tight pussy and thrusting as much as I could.

"Ahh! Ahh!"

When I could no longer endure it, when my vision was about to turn white, I thrust as deep as possible, intent on burying myself all the way to my balls, and came inside Emilia’s pussy.

Spurt! Spurt!

"Ahhh…"

"Ughhh…"

I clung to her like a cicada, unleashing spurts of cum deep inside her.

Each pulse of my cock, each spurt of thick, creamy semen, brought an immense sense of conquest and relief.

This was what sex was about.

The purest form of pleasure.@@novelbin@@

"Hah…"

After savoring the warmth for a while, I pulled my cock out.

A sticky, wet sound followed, and as soon as I was fully out, the cum I’d pumped into her came spilling out in thick globs.

"Hah… hah…"

Even though it had only been one round, both Emilia and I were exhausted, panting heavily.

"...So filthy."

The recording of Emilia’s first time had been a success.

I played it back briefly, watching my cock thrust into her pussy while Emilia’s moans filled the audio.

Click.

As a keepsake, I took another picture of my cum dripping from her pussy and Emilia lying exhausted on the desk.

I also snapped a full-body shot of her, showing off her debased state.

"Wow."

She wore those torn, trashy pants with a hole at the crotch, her pussy leaking cum, her body in the perfect position for another round of backdoor pounding.

How could anyone resist that?

Throb.

Even though I had just finished, my cock was already hard again.

"This is your fault, Emilia."

"D-Doryeon-nim…?"

I shoved the monitors and keyboards aside, grabbing one of her legs.

"Kyaah!"

I lifted her up, half-draping her over the desk, and thrust my cock back into her.

"Aaah!!"

The tightness was still overwhelming.

And with my cock still sensitive, I could feel the texture of her pussy walls more vividly.

"It hurts! It really hurts!!"

"I’m super sensitive too. Deal with it."

"What—"

As I pounded her, I grabbed her breasts.

They were big, a nice bonus.

"Aah! Aaahh!"

"Do you have any videos of you masturbating?"

With one hand still holding her phone, I browsed her gallery.

"Aah, aaah!"

Apart from the video I’d just taken of us, there was nothing particularly interesting.

Boring. There had to be something fun, right?

"Ah, wait. Don’t you think Kim Dong-gi would’ve loved to watch this? Even if he’s dead now, he would’ve enjoyed watching Emilia get fucked."

"W-what??"

I opened her call logs and found a recorded conversation with Kim Dong-gi.

But there was no entry under his name.

No way...

"Is this 'That Idiot' entry supposed to be Kim Dong-gi?"

"...Yes."

"That’s harsh."

Thrust!

"Ahh!"

Even though he was your friend and underling, calling him an idiot?

You’re one nasty woman.

"Alright, Kim Dong-gi. I’m fucking Emilia right now. How about a comment from the grave?"

— Don’t wear panties… Just the uniform… Four pictures. The poses should—

— Hey—

I skipped Emilia’s voice, but that was it.

How rude of her to hang up before he could finish talking.

"Clicking your tongue at me now? You’ve got no manners, Emilia."

Poor Kim Dong-gi.

He must’ve suffered from this kind of abuse every day.

"Don’t worry, Kim Dong-gi. I’ll punish her for you with my righteous cock."

"W-what are you even—ugh!"

"Administering justice, you bitch."

I played through the rest of the call logs, but there wasn’t much of interest.

"Tsk tsk. Even after death, Kim Dong-gi gets no satisfaction."

But just in case, I kept scrolling through the phone.

"...!! W-wait! Wait a second!!"

"Huh?"

At that moment, Emilia, who had been lying obediently, suddenly twisted her body and reached toward the phone.

I quickly moved it out of her reach.

"What are you doing?"

"Wait, Doryeon-nim! There’s something very private and important on there...!"

Thrust!

"Aaahhh!"

"Stay still."

"It… It really can’t be seen!"

"What can’t be seen? You’re mine now; even the wrinkles of your butthole are mine to count."

I punished her with rapid thrusts for trying to snatch the phone, and I randomly pressed another call recording to play.

— Yes, Representative. What can I do for you?

Suddenly, Emilia’s pussy clenched tightly, and she abruptly sat up.

"Huh?! D-Doryeon-nim!! N-no! That’s really not okay!!"

"What’s with you?"

— Look into Goryeo Entertainment for me.

Wait, what?

— Goryeo Entertainment, you say?

— Yes. And also, find out more about Go Mu-yeol. I need some detailed information.

"Oh..."

"You little sneak, huh?"

So, she had been investigating me behind my back?

— Direct investigation into the owner family can be dangerous.

— I’m not asking you to dig up anything suspicious. Just check if there’s anything different from the public perception.

"You sneaky little bitch, trying to dig into my background?"

I put the phone down and grabbed her waist with both hands.

"S-sorry—"

I thrust into her with all my strength, causing her body to jolt up.

"Hak…!"

"You won’t be walking out of here today."

"A-ahhh...."

I sentenced Emilia to a day of utter exhaustion, planning to leave her unable to stand after I was finished with her.