âDamn, do you play this often?â
NSFW Recruiter x Female Reader
Note: sorry if this isn't my usual shit but I got such a crush on him đ
Summary: The recruiter and reader are playing Ddakji, she likes being slapped a little too much.
Tw: slaps, mouthfucking, blowjobs, degradation and subway station bathroom.
It's no secret that she owes money, it was well-known around the whole town. Not to lend her a single cent was the words whispered by her âfriendsâ
So it was not unbelievable when a handsome man in a suit walked up to her holding a briefcase. She was sitting on a beach looking at Blockblast on her phone, her high score was impossible to beat.
âAhem.â The man let out a staged cough and adjusted his tie. The woman looked up from her phone, he was very attractive and looked wealthy. Maybe her prayers had been answered and a random man would give her a billion.
âYes?â Her voice was smoother than usual, trying to appear more prettier. Her hair was greasy, she had recently been kicked out of her apartment and she was sleeping from couch to couch so there were not many who wanted her in their shower room. Still, she managed to not smell horrible.
âDo you want to play Ddakji?â it was a simple enough question, but it left her head spinning. Ddakji? The game she used to play as a kid⊠why? She took our train and realised that there was an hour until hers came, so why not?
âWhy not?â She smiled at him, his face inching into confusion for a second. He didn't explain that she would get money for winning. He took his suitcase locks off and opened it up to show Ddakji pieces and 5,000 in cash.
Her eyes widened when she saw how much he had in front of her, she could use that money... âEvery time you win, I'll give you 10,000.â
âSo, if I just turn yours over I win 10,000?â She whispered thinking it was a dream, now that was more appetising than 5,000 but there must be a catch. âAnd you will pay me 10,000 if I turn over yours.â
Shit, there was the catch. Did she have 10, 000? Hell no? But if she won one round and lost another then she is fine, but what if she lost both rounds? She swallowed her spit, it was almost painfully obvious she didn't have that money but he enticed her.
In a second she was stood over the blue Ddankji holding a red one as she tried to slam it to make it turn over. âPlease please work,â she whispered and begged the red one.
His eyes pierced into her, she was ragged and it was obvious she could pay. What would she do if she lost? Cry her way out begging not to be slapped if her voice was using the same tone it is now he might let her get away with it.
She slammed it down, using all her strength to flip it. Yet it didn't work, her stomach dropped as her insides felt like they were turning in. He gently picked up the blue one, slamming it onto the ground and making the red one flip.
Her face went pale as she dug her nails into her arm. âWhat's wrong?â His voice was sickeningly sweet, she combed a hand through her hair before answering.
âI-â She stopped, she didn't have an answer why was she such a dumbass? Why did she keep on betting when it was costing her life, this guy would probably beat the shit out of her. It was a shame he was hot too. âHow about you pay with your body?â
Her eyes went wide, did he mean⊠That thought was quickly slapped out of her, and he cheek went red. She was in more shock now, when she reached her hand up to feel where he hit. Now both of her cheeks were red, âDamn do you play this often?â
He got a freak again, yet she wasn't that bad-looking and he hadn't had a lot of attention lately since work was letting him recruit people again. So he looked her up and down, âOnly when I see someone worthy enough to play it.â
She knew it was a lie, no one would go around with a briefcase full of Ddankji looking for âworthyâ people. But she liked his attention.
She played around and round, and again she failed, this time she wasn't trying that hard. He picked up on that immediately, how fucked up in the brain did she have to be to forget the money.
She liked his hair, it was styled perfectly and it just sat there. His whole outfit didn't have a spec of dust on it, he kept himself clean. She was admiring his hand, how cold it was when he slapped her again. This time she held back a smile, it hurt but for some reason she liked it.
âAre you even trying?â His normal taunt was more of a question this time, after her fourth loss. âI am I'm just horrible at the game.â She was quite good at Ddankji she just wanted to look at this man a little bit longer. That's when she got a slap again, before she could recollect herself he slapped the other side.
âThat's for lying.â She almost raised her hand to hit him back but she knew better, they were in a subway waiting for the last train all alone. After the fifth game, she finally got the blue to flip over, which he awarded.
He held out a 10,000 bill to her, she needed the money badly yet her mind wasn't thinking straight. âI wanna hit you.â She said.
âWe didn't agree on that.â He was a bit taken aback.
âWe didn't agree on slapping me at the start.â She countered but he had a solution for it. âThat, dear, is because it was a consequence of not being able to pay.â
She ignored his condescending tone and focused on how he said dear. She felt a chill run down her back, âI will wanna hit you.â
âWant to, speak properly.â He retorts, she steps closer and he steps pushing the Ddankji with his foot away. âI want you to hit me.â
She got it wrong, shit. She didn't want to hit him. She just wanted him to feel how she felt, well maybe he would react differently because it was the only thing on her mind. She got the request solved when her face got another red mark.
âOh fuck.â She whispered.
Seconds later she was being dragged to the worst bathroom in Japan, the subway toilets. He pushed her into the men and locked the door, it was full of graffiti and smelt like piss. He couldn't care less and neither could she.
âKneel.â He demanded watching as she got onto the dirtiest floors just by his command. She was fucking filth. His hand messed with his belt, he unbuckled it and unzipped his pants. She reached up to rub him through be earned another hit across the face. âDid I tell you to do that?â He sat at her.
âwords. I want words.â
She breathed in, âNoâŠâ
He then grabbed her chin tilting her face up to him, he spilled his thumb into her mouth. She immediately started to suck in it, making his eyes widen. âOh you such a fucking slut, is that how bad you want it?â
He grabbed her hand to palm him through his suit pants. His eyes rolled a bit up from the touches, and her hand sneakily pulled down his boxers. Her eyes landed on a massive cock, Jesus it was something. She stopped sucking in his thumb as he pulled it out of her mouth.
âYou look at it as if you have never seen one,â He smiled and forced her jaw open. He put his hands on top of her greasy hair, âMake yourself useful for once.â
She started to kitty-lick the tip, which made him groan. âDont tease,â he spoke through his teeth making her lick up and down his length. She tried to tease again by just sucking the top but his grip forced her down.
She started to choke on his cock, one of her hands tightened around his belt and the other continued to touch herself. âFuck, you're such a slut.â He groaned and put her head against the wall as he started to thrust into her. She started to gag as he was stopping, his grip was deadly.
âIt's like you were made for this,â he groaned out, the closest thing she would probably ever have to praise coming out of his mouth. He kept thrusting into her at his nonstop pace, he put his forehead against the wall.
She felt like she had no air and his size was making her jaw hurt but oddly enough, her pussy was soaked. âFuck.â She felt a gush of liquid in her mouth after his curse. After a few seconds, he pulled out.
She opened her mouth showing him the cum on her tongue, he used his finger to closer her mouth. âSwallow.â She never really liked to but she swallowed this time.
He put his dick back into his pants and fixed up his uniform leaving her on the ground. She was still a bit sworn and in shock at what just happened when she felt him press a card to her mouth.
She bit down to hold the card in place as he tucked the 10,000 into her bra. Then left her sitting there.