"Do it," Alex growled.
Choi Yoo-ra, the Empress of Zenith Cosmetics, stood shivering in her sheer black pantyhose and heels, her torso naked and pale.
Her trembling thumb hovered over the Confirm Transfer button on her smartphone screen.
"I..... I can't....." she whimpered, a final shred of her logical brain fighting the hypnosis. "That's..... company funds....."
"You want it, don't you?" Alex stepped closer, letting the tip of his erection brush against her thigh. "You want me to stretch you out. You want to feel something other than cold hard cash inside you."
He grabbed her hip and squeezed, his fingers digging into her skin.
"Pay the toll, Yoo-ra and buy your pleasure."
She sobbed, a mix of shame and overwhelming lust, and pressed her thumb down.
Ding...
[TRANSACTION SUCCESSFUL]
[SENT: 80,000,000 KRW to Account ending in ****89]
Alex's phone in his pocket vibrated with the notification, well he was rich....Well, richer than he had ever been.
"Good girl," Alex whispered.
He didn't wait as he grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, forcing her to bend over the porcelain toilet tank. Her chest pressed against the cold ceramic, her nipples flattening against the white surface.
"Arch your back."
She obeyed, sticking her ass out and the sight was obscene. The ultra-thin pantyhose were ripped at the crotch, specifically designed for this. Her pussy lips were swollen, glistening with the fluid he had teased out of her earlier.
Alex gripped his cock, he didn't warn her and certainly didn't lube it up as she was wet enough.
He lined up and thrust forward.
Squelch...Thud....
"Gaaah!" Yoo-ra screamed, her head banging lightly against the tiled wall.
He buried himself to the hilt in one stroke. She was incredibly tight, a vice grip of muscle that clamped around him instantly. It felt like she hadn't been touched in years.
"So tight," Alex groaned, gritting his teeth. "For a CEO who screws people over for a living, you sure know how to clamp down."
He pulled back almost all the way, then slammed back in.
Slap....slap...slap.....slap...
The sound of his pelvis hitting her buttocks echoed loudly.
"Please.....slowly....." Yoo-ra begged, her knuckles white as she gripped the flushing handle of the toilet. "It's too big..... it splits me..."
"Shut up," Alex panted. "You paid for this. You paid millions of won for this cock and you better take every inch of it."
He established a rhythm, brutal and unforgiving.
Bam... Bam...Bam.....
He reached down with his left hand and grabbed her hair, yanking her head back so her neck arched.
He could see her face in the side profile, eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure-pain, saliva dripping from her chin.
"Tell me you love it," Alex commanded.
"I..... ah! I love it!" she cried out. "I love..... being fucked... by you!"
The Hypnosis App was amplifying everything, every thrust sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her brain, rewriting her everything. She was associating this degrading position with pure ecstasy.
[TIMER: 02:15 REMAINING]
Alex looked at the timer, he had to finish.
He reached around with his right hand and found her clitoris. It was slippery, and he began to rub it aggressively while he pounded into her.
"Ah! No! No! I'm gonna....." Yoo-ra's legs started to shake uncontrollably.
"Not yet," Alex hissed.
He changed the angle, driving deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her toes curl in her stilettos. He could feel her internal walls spasming, rippling against his shaft, milking him.
"You're just a slut for the me, aren't you?" Alex whispered filthy things into her ear. "Look at you, bent over in a public toilet. Pussy leaking everywhere. You're not a Ceo, you're a cum dumpster."
"Yes.....yes..... I'm a dumpster....." she agreed, her mind completely broken by the pleasure.
Alex felt the pressure building in his cock. The visual of her, the torn stockings, the red marks on her ass from his hips hitting her, the sheer desperation in her moans, pushed him over the edge.
"I'm filling you up," Alex roared.
He slammed into her one last time, bottoming out, and pressed her body against the wall.
He erupted.
He pumped load after load of hot semen deep inside her womb. Yoo-ra screamed, her body seizing up in a massive orgasm that matched his own.
Her vaginal muscles clamped down so hard it was almost painful, trapping him inside as he poured his seed into her.
They stayed like that for a full minute, twitching, the only sound their ragged breathing and the faint jazz music from outside.
[TIMER: 00:45 REMAINING]
Alex pulled out slowly. A mixture of clear fluids and white semen dripped from her, running down her thighs and onto the expensive bathroom rug.
"Look at that mess," Alex said, breathless. "You'll have to explain that to your dry cleaner."
He zipped up his pants and buckled his belt. He felt lighter, stronger.
"Stand up," he ordered.
Yoo-ra slid off the toilet tank. Her legs gave out immediately, and she fell to her knees. She looked up at him, dazed, sweat sticking her hair to her forehead.
"My..... clothes....." she mumbled.
"Get dressed.....Fast."
She scrambled to grab her blazer, she put it on over her naked chest, buttoning it up to hide her boobs. She couldn't fix the torn stockings, but the long blazer covered her hips.
[TIMER: 00:15]
Alex grabbed her chin one last time.
"Listen to me carefully," he said, staring into her dilated pupils. "You came in here because you were horny and you met a stranger a man you've never seen before. You had a quick, intense hookup. It was the best sex of your life and you gave him money because you felt generous. From now on you will always have memories of this daily and will be obsessed with finding the stranger."
[MEMORY IMPLANTING...]
[SCENARIO ACCEPTED]
"I..... met a stranger....." she repeated.
"Now, wait here for five minutes after I leave. Fix your makeup and back out there and sign that deal."
[TIMER: 00:00]
Alex unlocked the stall door and slipped out.
He walked quickly to the sink, washed his hands and face, and fixed his hair.
He looked in the mirror. He looked the same with cheap suit, tired eyes, but he felt like a king.
He walked out of the women's restroom just as a group of girls was walking in, they gave him weird looks but he didn't care.
He walked past the VIP section, the three old men were still waiting, looking annoyed. They had no idea their dear CEO was currently kneeling in a stall, recovering from being bred by a nobody.
Alex exited the club into the cool night air of Gangnam.
He pulled out his phone.
[BANK BALANCE: 80,005,400 KRW]
[XP GAINED: 150]
[LEVEL 2 PROGRESS: 230/500]
He hailed a taxi and for the first time in his life, he didn't check the meter.
"Where to, sir?" the driver asked.
Alex looked at the city lights blurring past.
"Department Store," Alex said. "I need to buy some new clothes."